#couldnt size everything correctly

[boomerang-monkeybtd6]

Marena!

I spun a wheel and it decided on Ena. So here she is!

[azuremallone]

There's a reason why Los Angeles is reacting to ICE the way it is. Their "raids" are not targeting the illegal criminals we all want arrested and prosecuted, but our community members and families. They target schoolchildren and stop US citizens who look Latino or Asian and harass them for their papers to try to meet their quota. Large swathes of Los Angeles contain hundreds of thousands of law abiding Latino US citizens who are all at risk of being detained because they don't carry their proof of citizenship on them. If Joe Biden sent masked feds into your city and bundled civilians into unmarked cars to be sent off to God knows where when they couldnt show their passports on command, you'd be upset too.

The nature of the protests has been largely mischaracterized on national television. The LAPD reported that the protests had been quelled and were peaceful the day before the national guard was called in and inflamed the situation by firing rubber bullets and tear gas at people. The unrest has been confined to about 5 streets in LA county, which has 10 million people and is 80% the size of Connecticut. 1 in 35 Americans lives in this county. What you see on TV affects less than .01% of our county and can be handled by LAPD. Philadelphia riots worse when the Eagles win. We had a women's marathon through downtown the same time as the protests that was not affected. The deployment of the military to US soil has been a complete overreaction from the president. LAPD had the protests handled just fine before he poured gasoline on the fire.

If I recall correctly, you were howling with laughter this January when fires burned parts of our county, when your fellow Americans were fleeing for their lives and terrified. I'll say this: your hatred and demonization of us seems to come from a very dark place in your heart. Remember that Hell is real, and the Devil's temptation takes many forms, including delighting in the suffering of your fellow man.

Well, let's break this one down, shall we?

@tenacioussoulcowboy here has a bit of a spur in his saddle about my howling in laughter at the fires burning in California. Not parts of our country, let's get this right. Also, I wasn't howling in laughter. I have a feeling that he's projecting an image of someone that he doesn't know, and didn't bother to really read what I had written about the California fires. It's pretty clear, I wasn't laughing.

Secondly, yes, there is a very dark place in my mind. It's not in my heart. It's in my head. I know where it lives. It sits there conspicuously scrying everything as a target for unbridled justice to be dealt. I can't help it, it's genetic. My species was uplifted by Lord Xenu specifically for this trait to destroy the Thetan scourge plaguing the galaxy. Had he not, Thetans would be devouring the life energy of everything in the cosmos. We're the apex predators of a planet that basically raised and nurtured its young to slaughter each other for its own amusement.

In my heart of hearts, however, bristles a garden of love, peace, and joy. An endearing place of wonder and childish excitement. I love children of all species. I play and pray, and do all the joy to God for being able to enjoy this life within Him, his Universe.

That doesn't mean I won't delight in the suffering of people who wrought it upon themselves. Specifically, liberal Democrats who live in multi-million dollar mansions overlooking the peasantry that they feel empowered to speak for with their Christ Complex in full gear, by legislating away the God given right of self-determination, freedom, and peace for the sake of authoritarian draconian laws, administered by an elite few who think they know best and could care less who dies beneath them.

That's where my dark side comes out to play. That part of me wouldn't hesitate to raze a planet with a bomb pumped gamma ray laser.

My people have done it before.

However, Mister Cowboy, you are completely wrong in your assessment.

ICE is tasked with deporting any illegal aliens. I'm an alien, but I'm not illegal. I landed here on Earth way back when the Dinos looked up and said, "The fuck is th-" just before I slammed a hyper-light energy sump into the Earth's surface where the Gulf of America now resides. As a result, I'm a native of this planet because I was here long before you Humans ever were. I should know, I uplifted your species from lemurs to evolve as to develop the technologies I need to get off this planet.

By the way, you're welcome.

"Oh shit, not again." - Birds instinctually remember.

However, you indicate that the riots were "calm" and "done" before the National Guard was deployed. The answer is, no. No they weren't. There's plenty of evidence to that effect, and I'm not going to bother presenting it. You'll just ignore it anyway.

In response to the mischaracterization, I point out that the military hasn't been deployed on US soil. That's illegal. However, it's not illegal for the military to be deployed, specifically the US Marines, to protect Federal workers. Furthermore, it's not illegal to deploy the National Guard. It's not unprecedented. It's a fact that this power was delegated to the United States Federal Government by Democrat States like California who sought to remove the authority from Republican States and bolster FEMA. Go look it up.

As for the difference between an Eagles riot and the Los Angeles insurrection, is that one is actually a riot and the other is actually an insurrection. One is politically motivated and the other is a bunch of drunk idiots with a one trick pony. Furthermore, per the article above, the insurrection is being privately funded which carries the crimes of treason, sedition, and conspiracy toward those ends.

So, without actually going through your tirade line by line, I've completely destroyed your argument and indicated specifically where you can go to self-educate yourself on what this is all about. This is about illegal immigrants who illegally entered the country, have been committing all kinds of crime, and aren't the happy little peace loving critters you claim them to be. Nope, some are, most aren't. The waving Mexican flags are a clear indication for one, and the signs espousing Marxist Communism are another. The ACAB folks coming out of the woodworks are an indication of a paid Communist operated paramilitary being deployed into many cities in an attempt to overthrow the local, state, and federal government.

This whole thing is about Communism. It's about how the liberals in that camp are seeking to create a slave caste of illegal immigrants to service the elitist establishment they seek to create in their Communistic Utopia. I bet you didn't know it's FEDERALLY ILLEGAL to hire an undocumented worker, right? So then, how the ever living FUCK are these people working and contributing to taxes, when THEY'RE NOT FEDERALLY LEGAL TO HIRE!

Easy: They're paid under the table, forced into labor or get deported, and paid pennies on the dollar because of it, and guess what?

So proselytize all you want, Mister Cowboy, but what you're defending is the re-establishment of institutionalized slavery.

P.S. And...

[inkybinkyboink]

house knitting headcanons for every single character (because i think that would be interesting)

house: like i so desperately want to say yes. im trying to find any reason to say yes but i cant justify it and thats truly tragic to me because to me house who knits is more unstoppable than house who doesnt knit. if he did it would be lace and everyone would make fun of it but then they try it themselves and see its actually witchcraft, a maze, a puzzle, an intricate web, and they immediately back down.

wilson: again, like house, i so truly wish that i could say that wilson knits but i think its beyond him. hes got a medicine brain not a fibre arts brain. he tried knitting and rage quit. he tried crocheting and the yarn got so tangled he couldnt continue. he tried embroidery and pricked his finger so many times. he's given up. i could see him maybe sewing. MAYBE. if you picture him with glasses on the bridge of his nose carefully guiding fabric under the needle the vision is almost there.

cuddy: she's cross stitched exactly one picture for Rachels room because her mother made her but otherwise she thinks it's the most boring thing in the world. i can see her managing to put together a dishcloth IF shes got a really good tv show she can get absorbed in.

cameron: crochet queen im calling it right now. if house was in 2025 she would wear her crochet to work. she's incredible and makes baby hats for the natal unit.

chase: yes 😌. im calling it now. dr. chase knits in between his surgeries. he learned after cameron suggested it to help when he felt overwhelmed.

foreman: i cant say that i think he would. i just dont think he...cares...

taub: hah! nope.

thirteen: she tried to learn to crochet from one of those crochet kits and she liked it but she never went out to buy more supplies so the only thing she'll ever have is a 3 inch dog with 4 differently sized legs and misaligned eyes.

kutner: i feel like his grandma taught him when he was six and then he never did it ever again until one day like 20 years later he just picked it up and started knitting out of nowhere. like he never forgot. he sucks at it though

amber: yes and wilson watches like a puppy. she knits sweaters with size 1 yarn and needles. theyre beautiful. she also never ever ever fails sizing things correctly. everything she makes fits her perfectly. also also shed be so goddamn good at knitting math.

masters: she loves amigurumi and crocheting anatomically accurate body parts.

adams: she knows how to knit and will only knit scarves. shes annoying about it too.

park: man im back and forth about this. she knits but like all of her clothes are weird and unconventional and unique.

[actualbird]

hey, who made the NXX logo? 

this is the NXX logo ingame in the NXX HQ meeting room projected into the room for some?? reason???? (thank you @surely-galena​​ for pointing this out in this post. now that ive seen it, it endlessly perplexes me)

but yes, i bring this up cuz like. while this looks to be a simple enough logo, No Logo Is Ever As Simple As It Seems. every logo on earth was wrought into this world by a graphic designer. i am not a graphic designer but i work in advertising with graphic designers on branding projects and logo design is tough work!!!!! even when it seems simple, that simplicity was BY (MORE OFTEN THAN NOT, EXCRUCIATING) DESIGN!!

so somebody had to have made this logo for the team. the Team Logo

but this team is top secret, highly confidential. so they couldnt have just hired anybody. 

and i assume that this logo was set up early in the nxx team days, during the OG NXX Team where the members were only neil, vyn, and giann

and giann? well. he knows an artist

but that artist isnt on the team (yet)

and thus i present to you a speculative excerpt from a video call that happened circa marius’ florence days where giann commissions his brother

marius: and....i get no info on what this project is???? at all?? what the fuck? u do kno that a good logo needs Context, right? giann: the context is. Serious. Sleek. Cool. marius: wow, that helps a lot, as if there arent 938492349328 things that are also serious, sleek, and cool in this world giann: juST PUT THE LETTERS N AND X IN THERE SOMEWHERE marius, playing it up: FOR SHAME!!! YOURE SHOWING SUCH DISRESPECT FOR VISUAL CREATIVES, HMPH!!

heres another thing that comes with logos and branding: brand books. i also had to work on these at my job and brand books can get long as hell, depending on how strict the branding is gonna be. itll include everything from letter kerning, the protected areas around the logo, the maximum reduction size, the primary typeface and secondary typeface, the COLORS, etc.

and marius doesnt seem the type to half ass anything, so he makes a brand book

and hes lovingly passive aggressive in it

and thus the preface in the brand book goes:

"This book will serve as a guide in using the brand identity. It must be closely followed to ensure that the brand is presented correctly and clearly across all communications despite the fact that the one who commissioned the artist was doing the bare minimum of what could be considered communication on this project. [...]

neil and vyn read over this (while giann has his face in his hands) and briefly wonder who the hell giann commissioned for the logo and branding before shrugging and moving on cuz theyve all got more important stuff to be thinking about

anyway, once marius is brought onto the nxx team, he walks into HQ and sees his logo projected in the room is like “giann, you motherfucker....”

[pivsketch]

on thursday we did a single 45 min figure study for our work art warmup thing. i kinda wish i had a warmup for our warmup lol...

because it was a long single pose i tried approaching it the same way i do for the environment studies (with a grid and a stubborn persistence to accuracy) and what i discovered is... my innate sense for eyeballing proportions is definitely inaccurate LMAO. the end result looks fine but man. i spent 2/3rds of the time limit just trying to correct the size of things and get everything positioned correctly. you dont want to build a house on hecked up foundations, after all! i didnt want to have zero coloring by the end so when there was 15 minutes left on the clock i adamantly stopped fiddling with my sketch. thankfully that was enough time to get some shadows and highlights in

below the cut is a timelapse i started when i realized this was going to be harder than i thought

lol you can see my blockout attempt at the beginning went so bad i had to delete and start over. when i changed the bg to be darker is when i summoned a second grid because i couldnt figure out how to get the negative space between the ribs and the arm to be big enough (turns out i needed to raise that whole shoulder/pec area upwards)

but yeah... dang... its true... i really do just draw things wider/thicker by default! its probably a cartoony/exaggeration thing but still. bad habit. a field to improve on, etc etc. maybe i just need to stop drawing people who are short and stumpy (me) all the time

[ftm-radio]

Do you have any suggestions for good binder brands? I tried gc2b and their binders didn't really work for me, mainly because my chest tissue moved around a lot and after the first 5 minutes I had to readjust a lot, but I don't know if that's a common issue with all binders or specifically the one I tried. If it's an all-binders issue, do you have any other recommendations for alternative methods?

fam, i know EXACTLY what you mean regarding everything moving around too much in gc2b binders. 😫 I'm not sure if that issue is caused by the binder not quite being the right size, or if it's just how gc2b binders are shaped/constructed. Like maybe you and me are in the same boat and we just don't have the right shape for gc2b to work well with us.

I have not had personal experience with these brands, but I think some folks have had better experiences with binders from Spectrum Outfitters and Shapeshifters. Another brand I know of is Underworks, but I don't think they're recommended for anyone who isn't thin and/or small-chested bc they are tighter and more uncomfortable. (I haven't looked into them much myself, so I could be wrong but that was the general vibe I got.)

However, there is one other binder brand i DO have personal experience with—ForThem. I got one of their binders recently, and like.... I love it so very much???? They are only in the US, though. (for now?? maybe they'll be more widely available in the future? i couldnt tell ya)

hang on I'm about to ramble so let me put a cut in here before the post gets too long lmao.

ForThem binder review and discussion of TransTape under the cut! 😘

okay SO. I just went up to get mine so I can be accurate with my gushing.

here's the info printed on the inside of the binder:

The Binder; Size: Illusion

65% Polyamide, 35% Elastane, 100% recycled from waste.

Wash cold. Dry flat. Love forever.

Made just for you with love in New York City.

First, lemme tell you about the sizing—they only need one measurement. Just one. Glory hallelujah for that bc getting the measurements for my gc2b binders was a pain in the ass and confusing and I hated it. When you go to their site they have a questionnaire for you to go through to find your size and it's pretty simple. They even have a video showing you how to measure your chest. Easy peasy. And you can have them save your binder size for you to come get it again later when you're able to order.

Regarding colors—because of the way these are made, you don't really get to choose what color binder you get (mine is Forest, it's this pretty nice desaturated dark green) but you can go on a waitlist for specific colors if you want.

Oh, and their binders are reversible. One side has a scoop neck and the other has a vee neck. I tried the vee neck and personally didn't like it, the scoop neck feels more secure & it covers my chest better, but it's nice to have the option.

Additionally, these binders are only available as half tanks. I think I saw one person say they are shorter than the gc2b half tanks but I just compared it to one of my old gc2b half tanks and it's basically the same. The biggest differences between the two are the necklines and the thinner straps on the ForThem binder.

okay with all that out of the way I have to tell you about the fit & how it feels to actually wear it.

.....it's so good, y'all.

Being a half tank I was worried it would have the same issue I had with my gc2b half tanks where I could not raise my arms without my tiddies literally falling out of the binder (although to be fair my first two binders from gc2b were also too big). But I mean even with my more-correctly sized full tanks from gc2b, if I did anything or lifted my arms my chest would fall out of place and be weird and uncomfortable.

well when I got my FT binder and tried it on, that was the first thing I checked. and I could lift my arms and move all around and my tiddies stayed inside the binder where they belonged. it was honestly a miracle. I mean, it's not completely perfect—over time they do kinda get pushed to the middle of my chest kinda like a monoboob situation, but it's not nearly as bad as walking five steps in a gc2b binder and having to adjust everything.

it's also just so comfortable?? the material is very soft and nice. like on the site they went on about how lovely the material is and i was like yeah sure but then i got mine and THEY WERENT KIDDING. it is so fricking soft i cant get over it. also, I don't notice the seams at all when I wear it, and the armholes don't really annoy me either. I honestly forgot to take it off a few times bc it was so nice to wear. (don't do that, tho! 8 hours or less, depending on what your body can handle!)

as far as compression goes, I think it does a fairly good job. if I'm wearing it and I put my hands on my chest and try to smush it all even more flat, I can't get much flatter than the binder gets me. does that make sense?? idk, it does a pretty good job and when I have a shirt on it looks great! I look like just another tubby guy with an appropriate amount of man boob.

I think literally my only thing with this binder that could be a little better is that the bottom edge has a tendency roll up sometimes. but I think that's because of my bigger stomach tbh, and if I fold over the material between my chest & belly it's not noticeable but keeps it from rolling. 🤷🏻‍♂️

as a fat guy with C(?) cup tiddies, this binder works better for me than gc2b did, for sure.

aaaaaaaaand now that the impromptu FT binder review is over, you also asked about alternative methods!

so yes, I highly recommend checking out ForThem binders if you're in the US!

another method I've tried is using TransTape, and I also recommend that if you're interested!!! It's definitely not suited to everyone, though.

If you haven't heard of TransTape before, the gist of it is that instead of wearing a binder for part of the day, you apply tape to your chest to manipulate the tissue into a more masculine shape. You can wear it for multiple days, sleep in it, shower/bathe/swim in it, exercise in it, etc. It's honestly amazing.

But there is a pretty tough learning curve when it comes to application (and removal.) It takes time to learn how to get the look/shape you want, but if you keep at it it's definitely worth it.

on the other hand, removing the tape is a whole other thing, and is my least favorite part. 😩

Basically, to remove the tape safely, you have to use oil to break down the adhesive, which is messy and annoying and requires a lot of time and patience. if you do not remove the tape properly, you will have a lot of ouch in your future, specifically in the form of abrasions and torn skin and sores/blisters (although the former is also dependent on application). and the worst part is, if you have any wounds from removal you can't use tape again until it's healed because that would be begging for trouble. (and infection.)

I personally had just.. the most awful trouble with removal. at first I was too impatient and pulled on the tape too much and didn't really give the oil time to do its job, but then even with my very last attempt when I tried SO HARD to be patient and waited for much longer than the recommended time, I was left with really sore and irritated skin despite feeling like it was the best i'd done at removing it. 😔

it was just really upsetting after a while, and it's part of the reason why I have taken a break from trans tape. the other reason is financial—i'd used up all the tape i had, and i couldnt really afford to keep buying more. depending on what size tape you get it can be almost 20 bucks a roll, and since I use two different sizes my next order would have been a little over $40. the ForThem binder I was eyeing was only a little more than that, and I figured spending the money on something I only had to buy once that would last for ages if it worked for me would be better than spending 40 dollars every month or so on tape that didn't seem to agree with me. 🥲

now, I've kind of done trans tape dirty by talking about the negatives first (sorry trans tape) but it is genuinely my favorite binding method.

when I got a little better at applying it, it was amazing and I had just the best euphoria. I didn't have to think about my chest, I didn't have to wear anything under my shirt, I didn't have to feel my chest move and bounce around because it was good and secure under the tape. I even got to enjoy being shirtless in my room for a bit one night, and it felt so comfortable and natural and wonderful that I'm.... not gonna think about it too much more or I'll get sad lmao

I'm not sure exactly what my problem with the tape was. I don't know if I had some very slight allergy to the adhesive that got worse the more I used it, or if it had something to do with using too much tape on my chest than my skin could handle, or if maybe bc I have eczema in a few places the skin on my chest is also too sensitive?? I don't know. maybe someday I can give it another go and try to figure it out.

but my point is, the issues I had with the tape that are preventing me from using it might not necessarily be problems for you, so if you are interested and are able to, I recommend looking into this particular method of tiddy-taming!!

it doesn't work for everyone, but goddamn, when it does work it is so flipping good. 😫💔

[shhhlikeme]

“Losty Aone” / “Losty Mountain Man🏔” Series:

Outtake Collection #17: (NSFW)

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A/N: taglist, I did not post one with the last marathon so check if you missed collections 13-15 |

I had a lot of difficulty posting this so if it seems unfinished and you don’t see the taglist please let me know!

Also, MATURE CONTENT BELOW! NSFW!

TABLE OF CONTENTS

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Poor Aone………………………………………��s sexual composure. 🥵🤯🤸‍♂️

That following Friday, In the calm Date Tech Hallway….

Like a hurricane, Kenji and a kanji ran over to Aone-san out of breath. 

“Aone!!!”

Used to his best friends being storms at home and at school, he turned to them at his locker. “Yes? Are you two okay?” 

Kenji made a dismissive gesture with his hand. “—Just dandy. We’re fine. But you’re not. Or, you won’t be. You’re supposed to help Y/N with her tryout video today right??!!!” 

Aone’s heart picked up speed, thinking about being alone with you again. He nodded. “Yes. Why? Is she alright?” 

“Cancel it.”

Beside Kenji, Kanji bounced on his own two feet, repeating the brunette with wide eyes. “Cancel it, cancel it, cancel it!” 

Aone looked confused. His best friends knew how much this plan meant to him, which included getting closer to you as a step, so he didn’t understand. Besides, they’d just spoken about it this morning and everything was fine. 

“I don’t understand…” Takanobu tilted his head to the side curiously. 

Kenji huffed. “Just trust us!!”

“Give me your phone Aone-senpai, I’ll call Y/N and cancel for you!!!” Kogane shouted, bustling in between the two of them to search Aone’s open locker…… for his phone, no doubt. 

Aone stepped to the side so that the setter could search his locker, knowing his phone was in his pocket. “Kogane-san, please calm down. Is anyone hurt or injured?” 

His friends looked frazzled as hell.

“No one is fucking hurt, you big giant. Just trust us when we say you need to cancel helping her film her stupid thing. Tell her to get a camera stand or pay one of the film geeks or something—“ 

“No.” Aone growled unintentionally. He didn’t mean to, he just really disliked the idea of another guy spending hours with the love of his life. Hewanted to help her. Aone removed the venom from his next words. “I want to see her, Futakuchi-san. You know that. What has gotten into you two—“ 

Kenji pinched the bridge of his nose, interrupting. “—Kusa said..... that apparently, Y/N’s cheer uniform had an issue with the order. The University—our University— sent her a uniform that’s a size or two too small. But she still has to submit her freaking audition in it and then they’ll apparently send her a new one, so—“

“I’ve seen Y/N in a cheerleading uniform before.” Aone stated calmly, feeling better now that he knows you weren’t involved in some incident or something. “You both really expect me to cancel on Y/N because of that?” Ridiculous, Aone wanted to add, but he didn’t. He tried his best to ignore, however, the way he felt a small stir in his lower belly because he recalled seeing you in the normal Date Teko cheer uniform. Not only is that cheer uniform what you were wearing the first time he ever laid eyes on you, but every male in this school—including the Mountain Man—thought you looked unbelievably hot in it. 

Before you noticed him, Aone almost ran into a pole once because he specifically saw you stretching in uniform outdoors with your team. Kenji pulled him from the pole’s path in the knick of time. 

Another time, When you were dating, Aone had gotten a huge boner after school just because he had received a text from him asking if your bra was showing through your white cheer top, with an attached photo of your chest. It was, in fact, transparent and Aone couldn’t think straight for the rest of his own practice. Coach was really mad at him that day….

Anyway, the point is that Aone has seen you in your attractive cheer uniform plenty of times. Perhaps his friends forgot?

“Aone-san, we can tell her that you’re sick, or that there is a family emergency or something, come—“ Kenji grabbed his best friend’s arm, steering him toward the exit. Aone let his friend turn him so that he does’t over exert himself like he usually did when he tried to move the all-muscle man, but he stopped just before they blocked the exit. 

‘Aone! TRUST ME. You cannot handle—“

“—I can and I will. Kenji. Please let me g—“ 

Just then, you entered through the exit doors a few feet away that Kenji was about to lead you out of, cutting Takanobu off and immediately heading his way. 

“Oh, hey, Aone! There you are!”

Aone:

Aone Takanobu can truly say—if he could speak—that he will never even question Futakuchi again. 

Kenji whistled under his breath when he saw you too. “Too late.” he muttered, folding his arms and a blush setting in. “See you at home.!” The brunette yelled as he grabbed Kanji, who was still searching the white haired’s locker—with one hand, using his other to plug his nose because was trickling a bit of blood. 

Upon seeing you, Aone felt as if all of the air in his lungs had been shaken out of his body like a damn salt shaker. He had to physically rub his eyes to make sure they were functioning correctly, and after he did that and you were still walking towards him, Aone pinched his own forearm, hard. 

Still, you were walking toward him. 

Fuck. This is real then.

Holy mother of God, Aone thought in a panic. This isn’t a wet dream?! It can’t be. He’s never seen that uniform on you before.

You stopped in front of Aone, ignoring the handful of boys that were drooling over you in your potential new post secondary school uniform. 

“Ugh. I said medium, not extra small. If I didn’t need a scholarship to make up for my grades, I wouldn’t go to this damn school. Just for this.” You grumbled, walking right past Aone to his locker that was left wide open. Without thinking, you reached inside and collected his huge Date Tech Volleyball jacket, swinging it over your shoulder and zipping it up. Aone had so many of these, and you loved them. You could practically hear the collective disappointed-male groan when you covered yourself completely. It reached the bottom of your kneecaps. 

When your eyes fluttered closed in pleasure because you were wrapped up in the most incredible warmth and scent in the world—Aone’s—you realized you had basically just performed theft, you looked down at your white cheer shoes sheepishly. “Oh my gosh. Sorry, Aone. Habit, I guess.” You apologized, too nervous to look up at him. Horny Mountain Man was in no position to respond coherently anyway, even if he didn’t want you wearing his stuff. 

Which, for the record, always makes me happy as fuck. 

Water. He thought. Water is what always helps in times like this. 

“Please, second.” Aone blurted, turning quickly to speed walk down the hallway to the nearest water fountain. It was tucked away in a corner to where he was hidden, so Aone alternated between taking big, big, very big gulps and splashing water on his face. Repeat.

You were wearing a form-fitting yellow cheer uniform. It said Pirates across the chest that it squeezed, exposed your entire stomach, and then yellow met your waist again in a really short pleated skirt (skort) that was barely covering your ass. Just seeing you in it for two seconds before you put on his jacket alone made Aone store that visual in his spank bank for tonight. Uh, for tonight x3.......or tonight x4........and then tomorrow morning, ……because the way that uniform fit you made him fantasize about doing every position in it….... ugh, Aone splashed more water on his face again. 

Back at Aone’s locker alone, You were so embarrassed in this uniform. You look like an absolute fool in a uniform so tiny, what the fuck?

Hearing a group of hurried footsteps coming from your left, from your two places you both turned to see a group of the biggest fuckboys in the school turning down this hall, searching for what Aone just knew was you with expectant expressions, positively gutted when they saw a giant jacket on you. 

You narrowed your eyes at the group in a glare, giving them a sickeningly sweet smile. “Hi, Fuck off 😊🖕.”

“Heya to you too, Y/N.” Said the guy you briefly gave a chance to before you met a real man like Aone. The baseball player. He had such a disgusting grin on his face, as if he was looking to bring you home or something. As if. 

Seemingly correct in deciphering what his look means, You had to hold down your lunch when he said, “Good luck with your online tryouts today. Care to show us that new uniform of yours?” He wiggled his eyebrows at you. 

“Nope, thanks. I just want to send my audition tape and solidify my future never seeing your ass again.” You snapped back. 

“Ouch, Y/N. We just heard it’s tryouts for the cheer squad today, and wanted to give all you ladies our sincerest thanks for being what awoke our hormones in first year. Is that so bad?” 

“Gross. You’re disgusting.”

“And you’re newly single, right? C’mon, I’m leaving the country after graduation for baseball. Consider it a parting gift,” The baseball player licked his lips and took one tiny step toward you. “I can stretch it out for you,” 

Takanobu—who was frozen in horny-for-Y/N-mode by the water fountain—was snapped out of it as soon as a threatening movement was made toward you. 

Aone understands very well that this was not a good position for any female to be in, but especially not the most important female in his life.  

Immediately, he was in front of you, completely shielding you from the other boys behind his broad, muscular body. 

Not knowing how the fuck this giant man can move that fast again, you couldnt help the breath of relief that left you, knowing you didn’t have to fight this battle anymore. Your knight has arrived. Your ex-knight. ☹️

“I’m sure you all have something else to do this afternoon.” Aone stated, trying to be as civil as possible. 

The baseball player threw his head back and laughed. “I definitely do…..but she’s just a regular student, not a cheerleader…… so it can wait. Oh, and—totally forgot to welcome you to the dumped-by-a-hot-cheerleader club—we’re all in it.” The baseball player gestured toward the group of boys he was in and they all laughed. 

Aone felt his heart break a bit, but his anger didn’t allow him to falter. Girlfriend or not, these boys didn’t respect the love of his life or any female in this school, and it was obvious. Nothing made him more upset.

“Come on bro, tell her to take off the jacket, we all wanna see her new uniform—“ the creep tried taking a step around Aone to get to you, so Aone stepped forward blocking that path, pulling you behind him again. 

“Take one more step toward her.” Aone growled in the smoothest voice. You couldn’t see it, but from experience with creeps trying to hit on you when you were together, you could tell Aone had his absolutely terrifying expression on and fit didn’t even mean to. The biggest teddy bear... that turned into your tough grizzly without the tiniest bit of hesitation if it meant protecting you.

 “I dare you.” Aone added, for good measure.

Needless to say, like always, the group of creepos saw how serious this giant could be, and then scurried away faster than they came. 

It turns out they’re not a fan of Aone’s dares.

You resisted every nerve in your body from acting on your instincts and grabbing Takanobu and kissing him as thanks for protecting you. Fuck, you just fell deeper in love with the man and if we are being g honest, hearing him become so respectfully protective like that, not only made your heart clench but your pussy clench as well. 

Aone turned to you and bowed in apology for speaking for you. 

You waved him off and thanked him wising words as you physically pressed your thighs together to keep yourself from throwing yourself on your ex and begging him to fuck your brains out like you wanted him to. Like he always did. Truth be told, you are so turned on. 

Needing fresh air, right the fuck now—you grabbed Aone’s arm and he allowed you to pull him outside to the empty football field since school was over. 

You found a small corner where you’d be hidden from prying eyes and it was a flat enough green surface for jumps and tumbling passes, so you liked it. you asked your beautiful Ex if it was fine to set up here for the audition. Daylight hit the area perfectly. 

Takanobu nodded, but then a slight blush fell over his face and you didn’t follow exactly why that was. “What is it?” You ask, using your hand as a visor. 

“Ummm,… this spot is fine Y/N. But I just realized that I forgot my flash in the photography studio.” 

You shrugged. “Oh! That’s it? Okay, that’s fine. I can just wait here and start stretching.” 

Aone’s pale cheeks darkened even more. You tried not to swoon. Oh my gosh he looked cute! But you still didn’t get why forgetting his flash made him so shy. 

“Aone, what is it? Is there something wrong?”

Takanobu looked away, willing himself to speak with conviction. “No, I apologize again. It’s just….” He willed himself to meet your eyes, because that’s what his plan told him to do. “Do you mind accompanying me? Uh, to retrieve the flash? I can carry everything, that’s not a problem, but— I just don’t feel comfortable leaving you out here alone just in case that group comes back and I’m not around.”

You inside: 

You sucked in a breath, trying so so sooo fucking hard not to shout how much you loved this man! If you were still dating, you would tackle him and showering his face with kisses right now, then probably tug him somewhere so you could drop to your knees and suck the soul out of his dick—that’s how much you loved him. 

“Oh, that’s so sweet.” You nodded, pressing your thighs together as you walked his side, in his jacket.

***

2 hours later, Aone is almost done filming your tryout tape. 

In the beginning, He managed to distract himself on his phone while you stretched, only stealing glances at you when you were in your splits (at which time Aone accidentally bit his tongue). 

Then the middle section of filming wasn’t sooo bad, you had to tell the camera about yourself—in which Aone thought you looked so pretty and thought you didn’t list enough of your good qualities, but he wouldn’t interject to tell you that— he filmed you doing a few technical jumps, some sideline hand-only cheers that you yelled out, and a few tumbling passes, which Aone was able to handle if he was thinking about dead squirrels like Futakuchi taught him. But that was as far as the dead squirrel strategy went for him. It had served its purpose and now Aone was running out of steam, because you had just completed the flyer positions section: where you had to contort your amazing body in flexible positions that literally made his urges to fuck you hard come back, God damnit…

Even though that was tough, Takanobu had a plan to follow and it included being able to spend time with you like this, so he had to put on a brave face and endure it. He was so proud of himself so far—even if he had to overheat in the volleyball sweater he had to put on to hide his protruding cock. It was sunny, not hot, which is good. And it did a great job hiding his crotch, so he wouldn’t dare take it off.

But truth be told, a part of Aone Takanobu felt absolutely foolish for not taking his friend’s offer earlier and cancelling on you. If seeing a cheerleading uniform on you in the past almost made him walk into a pole, I don’t think anyone could imagine how seeing you in a much sexier, college cheerleader uniform that is 2 sizes too small makes him feel now. Fuck. 

During the final portion of your tryout video, you had to showcase the choreography they taught you, and well, Aone was…………. He was……………

He was……………………

A/N: Imma try to just come out and say it.

During your dance segment…………………

You are of course, wearing that tiny new uniform, and Mountain Man is so fucking in love and horny for you, and you were also horny so you were unintentionally giving him bedroom eyes, and your dance for the tryout was semi provocative, and you are so flexible and bendy, slightly sweaty from over exertion, and did Aone mention that you are wearing that tiny uniform????

Yeah, this white haired beauty was going to cum untouched. 

Why? How? Well:

“So, Aone, for this part, I need you to tell me how I’m doing, Okay? I know you don’t know cheer very well but just in this dance section if I look sloppy or Im going too fast, I’d appreciate the feedback since my future relies on this. Is that Okay?”

The white haired beauty grunted in agreement, the sound actually hurting his throat because it was so dry. 

You smiled at him sweetly.

You looked so fucking cute, LostyAone.exe stopped working. 

“I need you to make sure the camera is getting my entire body, Okay? So that the judges can judge my footwork too. Can you pan down to make sure you’re comfortable with the movement?

Using the camera, Aone panned down liked you asked and nearly died. He was glad his eyes were hidden behind the camera because they just about fell the fuck out when he caught a really good glimpse of your delectable ass under your cheer skirt. Inside his brain,  dozens of little control-panel Aone’s erupted in chaos, running around his brain with towels trying to blow out the raging inferno in there.

SHE IS SO FUCKING SEXY, His mind yelled at him, as if he needed any more of a reminder. TOO SEXY, it repeated, and Aone’s dick twitched angrily in his pants. 

DEAD SQUIRRELS. DEAD SQUIRRELS. DEAD—OH, SHE’S SMILING AT US.

Takanobu briefly thought about the fact that this footage was only going to be seen by your prospective cheer captains, coaches, and himself— but he couldn’t help but wonder how he was going to edit all of this together in the time frame he promised he would with only one hand. The incessant desire he had to pump his cock to the look of you in that tiny uniform was practically all-consuming. So when he has to stare at constant footage of you alone in his room this weekend, well............. he’d probably need to take more breaks than he’s willing to admit. He needed this to end, and quick.

“So there is one move, Aone, that I need you to make sure that part gets a tiny close-up of. It’s this part where I flip why hair like this, then I have to run my hands from my neck dowwwwwwwn my body slowly and back up to do a mini chest pump… but that move I am switching it to a mini chest squeeze…, because the coach said she wants her team this year to have a lot of sex appeal and the ability to make the dances their own, so I thought I’d add that to show her I have what she’s looking for. What do you think?”

Wait, Sex appeal? Chest squeeze? As in, squeeze your breasts?! Like how? And Did Y/N just insinuate that she needs more sex appeal ? More than she already…….………..huh🥵? Aone gulped in disbelief. If you had any more sex appeal, Y/N……….. he wanted to tell you. I’d be an absolute dead man. He already was. 

You took Mountain Man’s silence as confusion. “Do you not get what I’m saying? Here, I’m thinking something like this.”

And then, if things weren’t bad enough, you showed this poor poor hanging-on-by-a-single-thread-of-composure Aone—the move that you’re referring to in slow motion so that he could recognize it in the dance: 

Takanobu was going to lose his mind. Inside, he was all:

And he couldn’t stop thinking about the fact that he has what you just did on film.

 Aone’s dick throbbed relentlessly in his uniform pants, practically having a pounding heart attack of its own. Luckily, it was hidden under his jacket, telling him loud and clear that this was all he could handle from under there. 

“Umm,” Aone started shakily, turning his back to you and scanning the field. He thanked the heavens because he saw the girls entire soccer team starting practice really close to where they were filming, so if anything were to happen and those boys came back to bother you, you could just walk right over to the big group and the coaches. He wouldn’t be gone long anyway.

Not with how worked up he was. 

Not even remembering what excuse he made because all of his brain blood resided in his cock right now, whether he said he needed to go to the bathroom or fucking Pluto he doesn’t know—but he finds comfort in the fact that whatever he said, you responded unsuspectingly, saying, 

“Oh Okay, sure! I needed a break anyway!” you plopped down on the grass in fatigue. 

Good.

Everything in Aone’s mind was a blur until he was inside one of the stalls in the empty boys volleyball locker room, his right hand down his pants before he could even think to unbutton or pull down a zipper, stroking his needy length. 

“Ohhhh my God,” Aone sighed, using the immense amount of pre cum on his dick as lubrication. His dick was twitching in his palm as he stroked. 

“Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck,”  chanted the middle blocker who does NOT use profanity regularly, shutting his eyes as tight as they could go. Immediately, images of you met the inside of his dark lids, especially this image: over and over and over.

So horny he wasnt even thinking clearly, Mountain Man immediately reached for his camera hanging on a necklace around his neck with one large hand. He immediately scrolled to the dance footage and moaned when your beautiful face and figure met the screen. He stroked himself through the dance you just did that wasn’t even the official dance yet, lidded eyes staring at your pretty face and amazing body in that fucking uniform. A hand job has never felt so knee-buckling.

He replayed the footage.

She’s so hot. Stroke harder. Rewind. Replay. She’s so fucking hot. Stroke faster. Rewind. Replay. She’s so UNBELIEVABLY fucking hottttttttttt. Fuck my hand. Replay, replay, replay. 

Within 50 seconds of starting, Aone was releasing so hard into his hand that he was grateful the camera was around his neck because the force of his orgasm made it slip out of this hand.

Breathing heavily as if he had just run a fucking marathon, it was only one more minute later that Aone felt himself hardening again, thinking of you and needing another release. Home. His dick chanted. He needed to go home. Takanobu was so horny for you that he guiltily fantasized about taking the bra you left at his house all that time ago out so that he could paint it white and possibly fuck it, but he somehow thought that was disrespectful and felt a little ashamed for thinking of you so inappropriately while looking at your footage, so he decided not to do that again. Mountain Man cleaned up with a napkin, but didn’t move to leave just yet. He knew himself better than that, so he wrapped his hand around his pre cum lubed cock again, just waiting.

He loved you for so much more than just your physical appearance—Aone knew that—but sometimes how hot you were put him through a loop. Clearly, considering he’d just jerked himself off in his locker room in 55 seconds and was ready to do it again. Unbelievable. You are breathtakingly beautiful.

I can’t believe Y/N….. gave me a chance— What could the most beautiful woman in the world have seen in me? What am I doing trying to get her back, have I SEEN HER? As Aone was greeted with his self-deprecating thoughts again, he thought about your gorgeous face. This made Takanobu began thrusting up into his wet hand impatiently. 

She’s so caring. And so loving. And such a force to be reckoned with, God I want to put a ring on her finger and cherish her forever.

Even his self deprecating thoughts couldn’t take him out of how far gone he already was, he almost forgot that he actually had to take off his pants unless he wanted to ruin them completely and chance you seeing him walk back out with a giant cum stain. 

With an upsetting growl because his pleasure had to wait a millisecond, Aone roughly unbuttoned, unzipped, and shoved down his pants and boxers, moving so that when he came it would aim where he wanted it to down the toilet. His hand found his aching cock again and he resumed pumping, Aone squeezing at the base and tip and fucking his own fist. He felt just as worked up as the time you relentlessly teased him while studying, but this time you hadn’t even touched him once. He couldn’t believe it. 

But then, well, he remembered it was you, so he could. 

He loved you for years without you even knowing his name, so logically he knows that seeing you bend and bounce and do the splits in a small cheerleading uniform can easily make him cum in his pants unprovoked.

I want to make love to her soooo badly, Aone thought, feeling a little guilty for thinking of his ex so lewdly. I’d stick my cock so deep inside her unmatched pussy and hear her moan my name so loud until she was having one of her hard shuddering orgasms around me that Aone always managed to give that made his thrusts stutter, fuck fuck fuck. Aone thought about moving those tiny shorts that are connected to your skirt aside and pounding into your tight hole, pinching your nipples and sucking a hickey on your sweet skin. Ugh, he was practically pounding into his first now. It almost hurt, but hurt in a good way. He needed this. There is absolutely no better feeling in the world than being inside you, so he tried to remember it and pretend that’s what he was doing to the best of his ability to throw himself over the edge faster. It worked. His entire body trembled.

Aone bit his juicy bottom lip, actively keeping growls in his chest because he felt so carnal. He wanted you soooooooooo bad, and if you two were still together right now and you verbally agreed, thrice—you’d be in this stall with him, your legs wrapped around his waist as he,— oh god, just the mere flash-thought of you in here with him made Aone thrust into his hand even harder, thinking about your perfect ass under that small yellow skirt, how perfect your tits would look when you freed them out from under that constricting small cheer top (but kept the skirt on), and he thought about how wrecked you’d look because you both knew such a big guy like Aone would need at least three or four rounds until he was sated and you were always so fucking willing for him—

Aone let out a growl he’d been holding in as he immersed himself in the dreams, thinking about how fuck-hot you are when you dance, how amazing your breath sounds when its short and calling his name, the look of that chest squeeze and peek-a-boo’s you practically killed him with out there—and not before long Mountain Man was subject to an array of pleasure zaps shooting from his groin up his spine, making Aone close his mouth and let out a pretty loud “MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM..” As he shot cum after cum, spritz after spritz, into the toilet. His second orgasm was so intense that he needed to grab the top of the stall wall next to him with his clean hand to keep himself upright, because his knees were shaking.

Trying to catch his breath and calm down, Aone stayed in the bathroom for a few minutes until his heart beat regulated somewhat. Even though it felt like forever, it had only been maybe 5 minutes since he’d left you on the field chilling. Not enough time for you to even believe that he was pleasuring himself. It couldn’t have been enough time. 

Takanobu cleaned up in a hurry—washing his hands four times before returning to you, feeling a little bit lighter—but not enough to say he is satisfied. Considering the fact that he didn’t have sex, Mountain Man would need a few more rounds with his hand to be satisfied. Mountain Man is a big guy and even though he is the kindest person on earth and thinks about buying you flowers and holding your hand, when he’s horny he needs a lot to satiate that hunger. 

***

Aone returned to you only 6 minutes after he left, and right away you made his dick semi-hard again, looking so beautiful when you accepted his apology.

“Don’t worry about it, Aone. If I haven’t said it enough.... I really appreciate your help. Is there anything I can do to repay you?” 

Takanobu bit back a groan because yes, there was a lot you could do to repay him. Starting with giving him one more chance..... but he couldn’t ask that of you. In any case, he knew what the answer would be right now. 

“No, I’d like nothing in return. I am glad I could help a friend, Y/N.” he offered you a slight smile that made you feel all fuzzy inside. 

You wanted to melt, he is so sweet, even after you shattered his heart. Your heart was swelling and you couldn’t wait to leave him, just so that you could go home to cry your eyes out for the man you let go of. 

“We should finish. It’s getting late.” You collected your emotions and shook out your limbs to prepare yourself for the last section of your tryout video. 

***

You performed the dance section even sexier than Aone could’ve imagined, and it made Mountain Man absolute putty. Due to the events that took place in the locker room not too long ago, Aone was able to get past his horny mind numb to recognize that his heart was exploding for you—for other reasons. His heart was bursting due to pride.

He was so proud of you. 

You weren’t his girlfriend anymore, but you were still an absolute inspiration to him in that you always chased your dreams. Here he was, giving up volleyball, and here you are—killing your own audition in an uncomfortable costume. Wow. Aone would be sure to edit the most amazing tryout video for you to the best of his ability so that the team would be absolute fools not to give you a scholarship. If you didn’t get it, he’d find some weird way of secretly paying for your schooling anyway, if it came down to it. He loved you that much. But he just knew you’d make it. 

When the last take was filmed and all was said and done, Aone was both positively enamoured and positively hard, of course. You looked beyond sexy and flushed, and when he gave you his water and you drank it, some droplet missed your mouth, skidding down your cheek and disappearing into your cleavage. Mountain Man just about needed to run back to the bathroom at that point, but it was time to go home anyway.  

You changed and Kusa picked you up, waving to Aone and thanking him with a hug before leaving. 

Aone sat in his car for 5 minutes once you left, his eyes closed and his head resting on the headrest, just trying to figure out how he would live with these feelings. He didn’t know if he could. A million questions jumped to the forefront of his mind: 

How could someone be so beautiful, so perfect in every way to him? 

What did you even see in him the first time? 

Is it even worth it to try again? 

What happens if his plan fails? 

What would he do?

And, because his dick wanted to throw in a question as well: How fucking amazing did you look today? 

Is it even possible to be this attracted to someone? Fuck. 

Aone’s dick twitched in his pants as thoughts of your pretty smile while you cheered tonight filled his mind, alerting him once more that he has suffered through enough for a lifetime and he needs release again. 

Aone raced home after that, unable to get your brilliant laugh and your perfect ass in that skirt out of his mind the entire time. 

He’s a mess. 

An aroused, lovesick, unmistakably heartbroken mess.

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[lorrainemelwood]

BRIGHTWOOD CHALLENGE 02

1: How high is your libido? Very high, most recently.

2: Rough sex or soft sex? It depends on my mood, I suppose. Either.

3: Do you have any unusual kinks/fetishes? I...May have a small shoe fetish. What can I say? A good pair of heels just...Does it for me.

4: Weirdest place you’ve had sex? On a rooftop. 

5: Favourite sex position? Doggy, for the most part. Though, I am a firm believer that anything can be a favorite if done correctly.

6: Do you like to be dominant or submissive? Generally Dominant, though I do have my moments.

7: Have you ever had any one night stands? No, I have not.

8: Sex on the bed, couch or the floor? All of the above, with the right person.

9: Have you ever had sex in a public place? Not in a place that is openly public, but in a private area of a public space. If that makes sense.

10: Have you ever been caught masturbating? No, I have not.

11: What does your favorite sexy underwear look like? It’s a black lace lingerie set. 

12: How often do you have sex? Just about every day.

13: Is there anybody right now you’d like to have sex with? As a matter of fact...I wonder where my Guardian has run off to. ;)

14: Do you prefer giving or receiving oral sex? I enjoy both. 

15: Most embarrassing thing that’s ever happened to you during sex? I once accidentally belched during sex. 

16: A song you’d listen to during hard/rough/kinky sex? This may be cliche, but ‘Crazy Bitch’ by Buckcherry.

17: A song you’d listen to during soft/slow/passionate sex? Again, very cliche, but ‘I’ll Make Love to You’ by Boyz II Men.

18: Are you into dressing up for sex? I do enjoy lingerie, though I also enjoy putting my partner in various outfits as well. 

19: Would you prefer sex in the bath or sex in the shower? I think either is nice.

20: If you could have sex with anyone right now, who would it be? Thomas Moore. 

21: Have you ever had a threesome? If not, would you? I have not. At this juncture, I probably wouldn’t. It would depend.

22: Do you/would you use sex toys? Yes and yes.

23: Have you ever sent someone a dirty text/picture? I haven’t, but I’d like to change that.

24: Would you have sex with your best friend? I’m already actively having sex with one of them. I don’t believe Alina would be interested in that, however. 

25: Is there anything you do after sex? (for example, smoke, eat, drink)? Cuddle. I know, I know, I’m a whole cliche.

26: Something that will never fail to get you horny? My partner being horny.

27: Early morning sex or late night sex? Both, either, all of it.

28: Favourite body part on the opposite sex? Forearms.

29: Favourite body part on the same sex? Abdomen.

30: Something that you have hidden in your room that you don’t want anyone to find? Probably any of my sex toy collection.

31: Weirdest sexual act some has performed [or tried to perform] on/with you? I’m not sure I have an answer to that. I haven’t been very adventurous up to this point. 

32: Have you ever tasted yourself? [If no, would you?] [If yes, what did you think?] ...I have. It was enjoyable. Very nice. Quite the turn on.

33: Is it ever okay to not use a condom? If you aren’t concerned with the potential outcomes. 

34: A food that you would like to use during a sexual experience? None, I cannot stand to be sticky.

35: Worst possible time to get horny? I’d imagine in some sort of professional meeting, during a medical appointment, or while in the hospital.

36: Do you like it when your sexual partner moans? Yes. Absolutely yes.

37: What is the most amount of times you’ve ever orgasmed in a day? Five.

38: Best sexual complement you ever got: I suppose just that I was good.

39: Favorite foreplay activities: Kissing, teasing touches, dirty talking.

40: What do you wear to bed? It depends. Sometimes a pajama set. Sometimes just shorts and a bra. Sometimes nothing.

41: What is your biggest turn off? Rudeness or bad hygiene. 

42: Do you have any nude/masturbating pictures/video of yourself? I just might.

43: Have you ever/when was the last time you had sex outside? I haven’t ever.

44: Have/would you ever have sex in public? Perhaps.

45: Have/would you ever had a threesome? Again, perhaps.

46: What is one random object you’ve used to masturbate? ...A hairbrush. The handle part.

47: What is your favorite type of porn? Vocal/Amature. 

48: Do you like oral sex? (why/why not) I do, both giving and receiving. Why does anyone like anything? Because it feels fabulous, when done correctly. 

49: How do you feel about tattoos on someone you are interested in? I don’t care either way.

50: How would you feel about taking someones virginity? If I were going to, I’d have made sure I was committed to at least being in that person’s life in some capacity. I don’t believe in doing something like that and ditching.

51: Is there any food you would NOT recommend using during a sexual encounter? For me personally, any. I’m not big on food play.

52: Would you rather be a pornstar or a prostitute? If I had to choose, porn star. But, neither preferably. 

53: Do you watch porn? Sometimes. On occasion.

54: Have you ever been called a freak? Why? No, not to my knowledge. 

55: Do you feel comfortable going “commando”? Perhaps ;).

56: Would you have a problem with going down on someone if they hadn’t shaved their pubic hair? I prefer it to be at least trimmed, but it wouldn’t stop me, no. Ultimately it is just a preference, not anything I’d ever make a fuss about.

57: If you could give yourself head, would you? ....Maybe? What in the world?

58: Booty or Boobs? Booty.

59: Have you ever cheated on someone? (Why?) Absolutely not.

60: What is your dirtiest sexual fantasy? Truthfully, to be used for sexual gratification. Just...Hard, rough, fast sex.

61: have you ever watched someone masturbate? I haven’t, but I’d like to.

62: has anyone ever watched you masturbate? No, but I wouldn’t be opposed to that either.

63. Have you ever had an erection and someone noticed? I have not, I have a vagina.

64. What is your method of masturbation? (ie. toys, clitorial, prostate) Usually clitoral, but I will use a dildo or something of the sort if I’m desperate enough.

65. What is your bra/penis size? My bra size is a 34D.

66. What is the strangest thing you have ever put up your vagina/anus? I’ll have to go with the hairbrush I mentioned earlier. 

67. When was the last time you masturbated? Yesterday afternoon. 

68. When was the last time you had sex? Last night.

69. When was the last time you watched porn? About a week ago.

70. Have you ever bought a sex toy? If so, which one did you buy last? First sex toy? If not, which one do you plan on buying when you do? I have. My first was a simple vibrator, nothing fancy. The most recent was a set of cock rings ;).

71. Circumcised? I don’t care either way.

72. Which not-genital part of your body do you like being touched? My shoulders.

73. Which genital part of your body do you like being touched? Isn’t that obvious?

74. Are you able to achieve orgasm just through breast stimulation? I’ve never tried, actually.

75. Have you anonymously sent a sexual ask to someone? I have.

76. When was the last time you have had a wet dream? I had a sexual dream about three nights ago.

77. Which wet dream was your favorite? The ones I have about Thomas are always excellent.

78. Is there a friend you would willingly have sex with? Thomas.

79. Is there a celebrity/character you would willingly have sex with? Not anymore, no.

80. Favorite sexual position? Doggy, for the mostpart.

81. Do you like being called a slut or whore in bed? No. No, I do not.

82. Are you into any BDSM? I am, yes.

83. Have you ever wanted to have sex with someone but knew you couldnt for any reason? Why? I’ve been attracted to people I haven’t slept with, because the feelings were not returned. 

84. Do you like dirty talk? Yes.

85. Are you loud or quiet during sex? Masturbation? I tend to be a little loud.

86. Have you ever been interrupted during sex or masturbation? Who/what? I have not. 

87. What kind of porn do you like to watch? Vocal/Amature.

88. Have you ever confessed to someone that you got an erection over them? What about masturbated to them? No, I haven’t. I could though. I’m sure he’d enjoy that.

89. Have you ever masturbated because your sexual partner wasn’t there when you needed them? I have.

90. Have you ever had a one night stand? Do you still keep in contact with them? No, I have not.

91. Have you ever had a friends with benefits? Are they still beneficial? I have. No, they are not.

92. Any kinks you’ve always wanted to try but haven’t? I’m not sure. Perhaps some form of pet play.

93. How should someone who is interested in sleeping with you approach the topic? Unless they’re Thomas, I’d prefer they didn’t. 

94. What are your absolute no-nos in bed? Oh, the usual. I don’t like bodily fluids of the non-sexual variety. No bathroom stuff. No weapons.

95. How do you feel about quickies? Yes, I love them. I think quickies are hot, to be honest.

96. Have you ever tried roleplay in bed? Would you? I haven’t, but I would.

97. Describe the best orgasm you’ve ever had. What were you doing? Alone or with someone else? What made it so good? It was intense, to say the absolute least. My whole body felt like it was on fire, and I couldn’t stop shaking. It was with Thomas, the night we made our bond.

98. Have you ever filmed yourself while masturbating or having sex? I have not.

99. Lights on or lights off? Lights on. 

100. What would you like to do more of in bed? Everything. Anything.

[maggyme13]

Sugar (8/?)

AN: Next one up XD Let me know what you think^^

Masterlist

Sugar- Masterlist

Sugar 7

Four hours later you entered the main room of the flat, one big bag of cosmetics and similar things in hand, while Bucky carried the other three bags of goods. Those mostly contained casual and basic clothing, you unsurprisingly could not buy in the boutiques Bucky drove you first.

It was so ´bad´, he had to drive you to your ´usual´ stores to shop.

“Can you place them next to my room please? I will put them away and then make some-”, the ringtone of your phone interrupted you, it was Mr Laufeyson.

“Hello.”, you greeted him once you had accepted the call.

“(y/n). Are you still out with Barnes?”

“No, I just came back a minute ago. Why?”, you hummed, offering the man a bottle of water, who declined.

“Good. Quill invited us for dinner. Apparently he want to apologize to you in person. He swore he will behave himself.”

“Oh- okay. When and where?”, you asked , though did not sound very thrilled.

“I understand if you-”

“No, it is okay. As long as he jeeps his hands to himself.”, you sighted, your head tilted back.

“He will. Are you really okay with it? I can attend on my own, telling him you felt ill.”, the CEO answered and you could hear his frown through the phone.

“It really is alright; and my mother raised me to always give second chances and allow someone to at least try and apologize. My Ma would have my hide if I were not to allow that.”

Though that does not mean I have to accept that apology.

“5pm. And we have to meet  there. I will send Barnes the locations. Wear something  chick. It is an italian Restaurant.”, he explained further.

“Alright. See you there?”

“See you there. And if you change your mind, let me know.”

“Will do. See you this evening Mr Laufeyson, bye.”

“What is wrong?”, came Bucky´s worried voice from behind you.

“Ego invited us to an ´apology dinner´ at 5. Mr Laufeyson will send you the address. And now I have to get ready. Yayyyy! Motivation!”, you fake cheered.

“Boss makes you attend?”, the Bouncer asked in disbelieve.

“No. My upbringing does. Ma always said to allow someone to try and apologize, though to have a good way to politely decline. My Ma would kill me if I would not attend. So, if you excuse me, I have to get ready. And that means to find an appropriate dress, I actually would wear. And then there is make-up and hair and – just be glad you are a dude.”, you groaned.

“Well, have fun. I will be downstairs in our flat. Just call me when you need anything.”

“Will do, thank you for everything today.”, you smiled and entered your room.

There is that one black dress I could have worn at the club. It shouldn´t be too warm for a restaurant….. Yes sounds good, and now the make-up. Sigh lets see- two hours to go.

You took a quick shower (with the glass turned opaque), before drying you hair and body with one of those huge soft towels, only to put on some simple make-up and do your hair.

One and a half hours later, you were rather satisfied with what you were able to pull off and chose the most comfortable pair of lingerie (that would fit the dress) and then the dress.

Waiting with the shoes until the very last second, you walked around the apartment to get used to the way the fabric would move around you body.

It was comfortable and was long enough for you not to feel exposed in any way.

Knock Knock Knock

“Ready to go?”, it was Bucky.

“Yes. “,and with that the two of you were off.

____

My number is saved on your phone on speed-dial. Nr 6 if I was informed correctly. Just dial it and come and get you or send someone. Thor made me your personal bodyguard, together with Sam. Depending on whom is working at the club. I will wait until Pietro arrives with Loki and then get to the Bifrost. “, your friend spoke from the drivers seat.

“Personal Bodyguard?”, you repeated his words.

“Yes. You thought you would not get protection? Think again.”, he shook his head, “Tomorrow we are going to save your ´safe word´ in the security system. So think about one till then.”

“Okay. Any idea what?”, you hummed, looking at the passing streets on the other side of the car window.

“Any word you can remember well, but you do not usually use.”, he answered in a matter of fact kind of way.

Professional, even.

“Oookay. Do you know anything about the restaurant you are escorting me to?”

“It´s high class, but not too stuck up. Portions are decent sized , so you will at least not leave hungry.”

At least something

“Am I to wait in the car until Mr Laufeyson arrives?”, you wondered, not used to any situation like this.

“Uhm-no. He is already here, see?” Bucky answered, pointing to the window of the restaurant , only for you to notice the man in question with Ego.

It was that moment that your phone buzzed, indicating you got a message.

“Just tell the Hostess your Name. She knows you are with me and will escort you to our table.”

“We just arrived. Will do.”

“Well, let´s go.”, you mumbled to yourself and waved Bucky a good-bye, leaving the black SUV.

A young woman greeted you with a typical customer-service-smile.

“I am with Mr Laufeyson. My name is (y/n) (y/ln)”, you greeted her with a smile in your voice.

“Of course, please follow me.”, she answered with a monotone voice and motioned towards the dining area.

“Please lead the way.”, you nodded and followed her to your table.

Am I too late?

There were three people seated, with two being Ego and Mr Laufeyson, while the last one was a young woman, with fake blond hair, a skirt that barely covered her ass and a top that did the same for her breasts.

She sat on a cushioned stool, and not like the men on real chairs.

There was a stool for you next to Loki as well.

Seems like I have to sit on one of those as well.

“Ah, the final guest has arrived. And right on time. We only ordered drinks for now. Please take a seat.”, Ego smiled like nothing had happened and you had to forcefully suppress a gagging reflex.

“Thank you. And thank you for your invitation.”, you smiled instead and took the designated seat.

It was obvious, that those seats meant to show your position was not equal to the men.

“Good choice with the dress. I took the liberty to order a bottle of white whine for the two of us. But feel free to order whatever you like. And if you want to leave at any time, let me know and we will.”, Mr Laufeyson leaned towards you and spoke only for you to hear.

“Thank you. Will do.”, you whispered back just as quiet as he did.

Not three seconds later a menu was placed in front of you.

You thanked with a smile and started to look over it. Reading the offered dishes, you decided on some Pasta with creme-sauce and vegetables.

“Excellent choice.”, your companion hummed, seeing the dish you pointed at, like you were asking for his approval.

“We will take the Pasta and the Chicken-Breast, with a side-dish of bread-sticks as appetizer.”, the CEO ordered for the two of you.

“My Pleasure, Mr Laufeyson. What can we prepare for you Mr Quill?”, the servant inquired.

“ A salad for Puppy and the Black Angus Steak with Truffles for me.”

“With pleasure.”, and with that he disappeared just as unnoticed as he had turned up.

“So, Loki, I hope you got home after our last meeting without any problems. I was sad about your sudden departure; it was a quite interesting and fun evening.”, Ego smiled and you nearly choked on the sip of water you just were about to drink.

Excuse me?!

“Yes, but you know exactly why we left. And I believe that was your reason for this invitation.”, Mr Laufeyson smiled back with a pointed voice.

“Yes, yes. Of course-”

Do I get my apology now or not? WTF

“- Why don´t we talk about our business ideas while we wait for the food?. Puppy, why don´t you fresh up a bit?”, the other man literally ordered and the other woman stood up with a smile and walked away in a slutty way.

It was like an accident, you had to follow her with your eyes even though you did not want to.

Ego harrumphed and send a questioning look at you.

“(y/n) can stay if she wants to.”, his voice was stern and dark, “and I still believe you still own us something. Otherwise we are leaving.”

He sighted.

“Yeah, yeah. My apologies for my behavior. Satisfied Laufeyson? “

“Mmmmh. What do you want to talk about?”

That´s it? WTF? I can´t believe it!

Anger made your blood boil, but you tried to keep calm or to at least  not show your state of mind.

The next couple of minutes continued with business-talk you were not really interested in.

That was until Puppy returned; her hips and tit´s swinging from one side to the other. She let her fake ´claws´ brush over her ´companions´  shoulders, earning a loud smack on her ass for it.

She giggled.

You nearly puked. Again.

Soon after, the food arrived; it smelled and looked amazingly and you had to really use restraint to not dig in at once.

You had been raised to wait until everyone was served after all.

Loki received his food last, and once he had, you wished ´bon apetit.

The food was even more delicious than you thought.

Part 9

AN2.0 How will this turn our for the reader? And will her family make an appreance again in later chapters?

REBLOGS and comments are appreciated:)

Thank you very much.

~MaggY

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[pbandjesse]

I am back at home! So glad to be in my own space even if I do miss Jess already. We had a good day. It was like a sleepy day. We just had a thrifting weekend and it was good. 

I had a hard night. I couldnt fall asleep. And had a lot of anxiety. I texted with James but it still took a while to fall asleep for real. But I did sleep okay and woke up at 7 because I heard Jess awake. But I fell back asleep for a while. 

When I got up for real Jess was getting dressed. And so I got ready too. Felt really cute today. 

We ordered breakfast from Sabrina's. Which is the restaurant we went to after I graduated from college. So it was nice to learn it still existed. 

We walked over there (with a 711 pit stop for drinks) after we ordered and it was a lot more humid than I was expecting. But it was okay. Our food was ready and it was heavy! I got french toast and she got avocado toast. And we both got potatoes. 

We got back to her place and had a nice breakfast. Made a plan. I thought I would leave around 4 but I ended up leaving around 2 because I was very tired. But we had a fun day!

After we ate we went to go get the car. Found someone was trying to park behind me and having a lot of trouble. So I called out to wait, that we were leaving. And she was like! I didnt hit your car! And I was like I wouldnt have been mad if you did! And we had a nice laugh before we drove away. 

We drove over to this wild thrift store. Jess says that sometimes is also a flea market but today was just a thrift store. Its in an old church and its one of those junky thirft stores that is just. Jam packed with stuff. Its everywhere. Its everything. Its a little dirty. There are cats walking around. Taxidermy and lamps just chilling. I had such a good time. Its one of my favorite types of stores to spend time in. We didnt buy anything. And if it wasnt so hot in there I would have wanted to spend more time. But I had a really good time. 

And we found a cute little end table in the alley so we took that to the car and I am excited because its going to be my new sewing machine table. 

Next we walked down the street to go to the circle thrift. This store front, if I'm remembering correctly, used to be the anarchist book store. Where they had free stuff. But now it was just a really good thrift store. I got a cute little leather backpack (Jess tried to remind me that I was supposed to be getting rid of bags. but were just going to ignore that) and some fabric and a top. I was in a good mood. I had a fun time. 

We decided to go to the fancy donut place that opened up across the street from my old apartment. But we had a lot of issues. First we got there and we saw a sign that said we had to order online. Okay cool. So we go back to the car and order on my phone. And it says the 4 donuts wouldnt be ready for almost 45 minutes? What? So in the mean time we moved the car to their parking lot (we didnt realize it had one so we were around the block), and tried to let them know we were here because thats what the sign said. 

We went to wait in the car and saw a huge family (of like 8) come up and they ordered there! In person! And got their donuts right away! I was so mad! So Jess went back up to ask about our order and she was like. Yeah its still going to be a while. What?? It was the weirdest thing. Thankfully we got our donuts soon after that but man. That was very obnoxious, 

We went back to her apartment (stopped for coffee for Jess) and had our donuts. I got a guava and a brown sugar. Jess got a strawberry lavender, which I also got for James. I cut my donuts in half so I just had one donut. The guava was super good. I would for sure get both again. 

But soon after that I was just. Ready to be home. I was tired. And honestly worried that if I stayed longer I would just be exhausted and its a long drive. 

So Jess helped me pack everything up (including the sewing machine shes giving me) and got to the car to go home. 

I had a nice drive honestly. I listened to music. Tried to just stay awake. I saw some near miss accidents. And we were stopped on the highway a few times for seemingly no reason. But it was overall a very nice drive and I got home just at 4pm. 

As I parked I saw there was a bookcase in the alley. And I texted James and he laughed at me but said its wobbly. But he came out to help me bring stuff in. 

His friend Gabe was there, they had played frisbee. And he helped bring in the sewing machine while James brought in the nightstand. And I convinced him to bring up the bookcase after a little bit of back and forth. And honestly its great. Its a little broken down and the paint is a mess but its a great size and it feels so solid. I am very pleased. 

Gabe left not long after they brought in that. And I had James to myself. I unpacked and we ordered sushi and dumplings. He took a shower and I worked on reorganizing the studio to fit the two new pieces of furniture. I am really happy with how it looks and now all my sewing stuff has better places to be. 

I spent time putting things away after I showed James the things I got. And we had a nice dinner. I played animal crossing while he had his trivia with his friends. There are fireworks on sunday nights now and so I enjoyed playing with that and it was just a lot of fun. 

I made my outfits for the week. Took a shower. And now I am laying in the studio just enjoying being home. I am really tired though and very excited to sleep. 

Its supposed to rain all week. So we will see how camp goes. I hope well, even if its wet. I hope you all have a good night and continue to stay safe. Goodnight everyone. 

[tsubasaclones]

The freezer we have in our weird outside pantry thing died and we lost a couple hundred dollars of food but before they found out it died they blamed my sister for not closing the door correctly, which shes done multiple times. Maybe I should feel bad but mostly I'm relieved I wasnt blamed bc I'm blamed for literally everything else (even my sister does it, whenever she couldnt find her shoes for school instead of looking for where she put them shed start yelling at me to check what size shoes I'm wearing because idk clearly she thinks I want to steal her shoes???) And I know if I ever had gone in there on my own (which i havent literally because I'm scared i wont close it and everything will go bad) i know *i* would be blamed so.

[nie7027]

Super5 headcanons part 4

Part 1     Part 2     Part 3  Part 4   Part 5

And thats how they found themselves one saturday morning in the parking lot of the closest mall with no idea how to go about this

Hatori, who already regretted this, was regretting it even more when he noticed how crowded the place was "so... What do we do if someone recognizes him as the prime minister kidnapper? "

"We have come before and no one has recognized us so far..." said shibata a little hesitant "what makes you think this time it would be different?"

"Well i dont know...how about the fact it was internationally televised"

"So were you destroying that army helicopter" quipped Shimazaki from behind "if you are so scared you shouldnt have come"

"Who do you think is gonna pay for your shit dumbass?!"

"Did i ask you to do it?" Shimazakis glasses were obscuring his eyes but the glare was evident "I am the one forced to come. I DONT NEED YOU-"

"BOTH OF YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP" Minegishi yelled before Shimazaki could say anything further "Hatori! we have gone through this before. Everything willl be fine and if it isnt then we'll deal with it and Shimazaki no one is forcing you to do this! we talked and you accepted, you cant turn back now"

When both of them kept quiet Minegishi thanked god(gods? Whoever was in charge of his stupid life) for it and rubbed his temples, a headache already threatenint its way

Although Shimazaki had been mostly right in saying they forced him to come they would never give him the reason

Besides its not like he couldnt transport away at any moment. If he was here it was because at some level he actually wanted and it was enough for them.

"Cmon guys, people are starting to stare" Shibata, bless him, decided to take charge at that instant and ushered them inside

"So...where do we start? " said Hatori wearily glancing at the different stores there were

"How about we start by replacing his jacket?" mused Shibata "i think its the item that attracts attention the most"

"Whats wrong with my jacket?"

"It has bullet holes"

"And scorching marks"

"Scorch marks? That fucking kid..."

"You didnt notice? It used to have blood stains too but they were gone after i washed it...was it even yours?"

"How would i know?"

The three men sighed at this before minegishi spoke "Okay...that settles it then. Well start by the jacket"

"Oh how about we get him a sweater? I actually need some myself and they are in offer!" said Hatori excitedly pointing at the store where he usually bought his

"Im sorry man but someone needs to tell you...your taste in sweaters suck" admitted Shibata making Shimazaki snicker

"Says the guy who only wears shorts and nike t shirts"

"IM A GYM INSTRUCTOR"

"So? Why does everybody need to know at all times?"

Minegishi, for the second time that day. interrupted the fight between his friends "Im sorry Hatori but Shibatas right"

"What?" asked Hatori feeling betrayed

"I mean...the pigeon sweater?"

"Oh for the lord of-You know what? FINE! Whatever! I dont care! But thats a start and none of you have a better idea." Hatori smirked knowing he was right when the others didnt said anything "Besides he is going to pick his clothes so you dont have to worry about my "horrible taste" and fuck you guys, that sweater was awesome"

Shimazaki watched amused the exchange that followed while they walked to the supoosed sweater store. It remind him of the reason he accepted coming.

He was getting used to these petty fights and actually found them kind of funny.

Maybe coming wasnt as bad of a idea as it felt at first

Maybe it was

"So do you like the burgundy one?" asked Shibata when he noticed Shimazaki finally picked something

"Whats burgundy?" replied Shimazaki who had only grabbed something that felt soft

"Its kind of like red...but darker"

"Shibata I dont know what red is"

"Oh...thats....thats sad man"

Minegishi facepalmed before picking more red sweaters and handing them to Shimazaki "Red is actually the color of the t shirt you are wearing so it's close to your current style. Here. These are red too just...try them out and see if you like any"

"I cant believe i forgot he cant see" said Shibata while Shimazaki went to dressing room

"It happens to best of us" responded Minegishi

Some minutes later Shimazaki returned with 2 sweaters including the burgundy he had picked

"So how did it go?" asked minegishi retrieving the sweaters from Shimazakis hands

"They felt soft"

"And?"

"And....what?" this was new fo Shimazaki and he didnt know what answer were they expecting

"How did the fit? How did you feel the neck? The chest?"

" they just fitted"

"Really?" shibata checked the tags "these are two sizes apart. Didnt one feel too loose or too tight?"

Shimazaki tried to remember but he didnt actually paid attention to that.

Luckily for him Hatori decided that moment to come back.

"Hey guys how its going? I talked with the cashier and he said that theres a 2x1 offer. So we can-oh, you already got 2? How did you know?"

He wasnt expecting the others to shrug

"Okay..." continued Hatori "Are you finished? I already got mine"

"Do you want those?" Minegishi asked and sighed when the other man kept silence

Shimazaki didnt know. Sure, they have felt nice but so did his current clothes. Besides minegishi was asking if he "wanted" them and Shimazaki wasn't used to actually considering if he wanted them. Usually there wasnt many options.

"How did you pick your clothes?" tried Shibata

it was shimazakis turn to shrug "I just robbed them and kept what fitted"

"What? Who did you rob to get your current clothes" said Hatori surprised "i thought you had this aesthethic going"

"What?"

" You know like bad boy style. Kinda like grease"

"What"

"Grease? The musical-"

"ANYWAY" interrupted Minegishi "we are barely starting. Lets try somewhere else"

After that they went to other stores to try other clothes but each time the same scene of shimazaki, being unconfortable and not caring that much for what they picked, repeated and Shibata was having none of that.

He pulled Shimazakis arm turning him back. "Okay, man. From the clothes you are wearing right now. Which one do you actually like?"

It took shimazaki a full minute to answer but he finally said "The jacket"

Without thinking it twice Shibata dragged him to the first leather jacket store he saw, the others following close behind and scanned the items looking for a model that resembled Shimazakis the most.

Minegishi who had been looking at the tags glanced back to shibata "Are you sure about this? These are really expensive"

Shibata didnt reply and kept looking until he found what he wanted and smiliing turned to shimazaki"Take off your jacket and try this"

Shimazaki did as he said (and almost suceed at hiding the apprehesion Shibata had seen before when handing his jacket) and frowned when he put on the other. "Did you just hand me back my jacket again?"

Shibatas smile grew wider "Nop"

Shimazaki didnt believe him so he started to feel around for the bullet holes he knew were in the back and "stared" in disbelief when he couldnt find any of them.

Shibata resisted the urge to laugh "If you dont believe me check the sides. It has pockets"

"Maybe i never noticed mine had pockets" said Shimazaki stuffing his hands into the new pockets

"Sure man" shibata looked at the others "What do you think?"

"What am i suppsed to think? He looks exactly the same" said Hatori "At least this one isnt falling apart"

" Are you sure? Did you looked at the price" asked Minegishi again

Shibata glanced back at a now pouting Shimazaki who still had his hands stuffed inside the pockets and nodded "Its not like i will be broke if I buy it"

Shibata returned Shimazaki his old jacket and after paying for the new one he and the others gathered around Shimazaki

"Now shimazaki. Your pants"

"What about them?"

" what dont you like about your pants?"

Shimazaki looked offended "who said i dont like my pants?"

"You. You said it was the jacket what you liked the most and not the pants so theres sometjing about tjem you dont like" pointed out Minegishi

"Is the tightness isnt it?" Hatori asked with a smirk

"I actually like the tightness" deadpanned shimazaki and then looked like something disgusting crossed his mind but Hatori started screaming

"AH CMON! IM NOT BUYING HIM SLUTTY SKIN TIGHT LEATHER PANTS. DO YOU KNOW WHERE WE WILL HAVE TO GO-"

Minegishi covered hatoris mouth with his hand shutting him definitely "what did you think?"

"I liked shibatas clothes" Shimazaki reluctantly grumbled out

"AND THATS ANOTHER POINT FOR THE NIKE SHORTS GUY" bragged Shibata

"I liked Minegishis socks too"

"Wha-When did you use my socks?"

Shimazaki shrugged "That week you were hiding with them"

"You little piece of-"

They went to buy those and other clothes they deemed necesary ("STOP BEING CHILDREN YOU TWO. HE NEEDS UNDERWEAR TOO" yelled an embarrased Minegishi after the others laughed at him for suggesting it). Trying to get at least 2 items of each type of clothes

Eventually Shimazaki admitted he had liked the sweaters he tried first too and Hatori gladly bought them even though none of them correctly fitted (one was too tight and one was too loose)

With bags in hands they set out to leave and were talking about what to eat when Hatori cut it "Hey guys. Before we go i need to go to the bethroom!"

"Cant you wait till we go to eat?"

"If i could i would"

"Ugh fine. Do you even know where the bathroom is?

"There are six. Two in each floor. the closest to us in the middle, we passed it some minutes ago." shimazaki unexpectly said

Minegishit, shibata and Hatori stared baffled at him.

"How do you know...?"

"Mental eye?" said Shimazaki like it was the most obvious thing in the world "Theres so many people that I basically can see a complete map of the mall"

"Yeah but how do you know when you are seeing a bathroom?" asked curiously Hatori

The three of them started laughing when Shimazaki refused to answer

While they waited for Hatori Shibata glanced around and almost smacked himself in the head when he noticed certain store.

With all the drama of the clothes Shibata had completely forgotten the real reason they were here. Luckily for him it was in front of them

"LOOL GUYS! A PET STORE!"

Minegishi looked to where Shibata pointed and hummed "we could go look around while we wait"

"Why would we-" Shibata pulled again shimazakis arm not letting him finish his question and dragged him inside the store.

'Please let it be one of those stores please let it be one of those stores' kept repeating Shibata in his head until Minegishi pointed at one side of the store "Look, they have a pet zone"

Victory! "Lets go!"

Shimazaki followed Minegishi and Shibata to the far end of the store where a lots of kids were and stood awkwardly not knowing what to do when Shibata suddenly handed him a little ball of fur.

Heartbeats. Blood flowing. Breaths. Warm. Soft. Oh no.

When Hatori finally found them after searching for minutes it was to the scene of Shimazaki sitting on the floor the floor, face being licked by one of the five puppies sitting on his lap....Was he crying? (No he wasnt but it was close)

Minegishi and Hatori were loudly gasping while Shibata kept saying variations of "I told you guys!" "You didnt believe me"

It was a good day for Shibata.

At night Minegishi. And Shimazaki were facing a new problem he hadnt considered. Where would they put Shimazaki stuff?

"I thought you could use my wardrobe but its too small..." minegishi had forgotten how much of a space his uniforms occuped.

Shimazaki suddenly dissapeared and after some minutes teletransported back with some boxes and ignored when Minegishi asked him from where did he got them "People use boxes to store things. We can use them"

"I guess? But it will be a hassle to pile and unpile them whenever-I have an idea"

without further ado Minegishi activated his powers and with the plants and the boxes built and cabinet of sorts in tje licing room "This will have to do for a while"

They spent the rest of the night folding the clothes (more like Minegishi trying to teach Shimazaki how to do it) and then went to sleep.

Since Shimazaki was overpowered by a bunch of puppies(YEAH SHIBATA YOU WERE RIGHT WE WERE WRONG CAN YOU JUST SHUT UP), Hatori decided something must have broken inside him because he developed a new habit: He started to pet every dog he encountered

And "Encountered" was a way to put it

After the third scream that afternoon Hatori shaked his head while waiting for the man to come back

"SHIMAZAKI FOR THE LAST TIME STOP POPPING OUT OF NOWHERE"

"Why?"

"BECAUSE YOU SCARE THE SHIT OUTTA PEOPLE!"

"So?"

Hatori groaned dragging his hands along his face and then turned to walk away /flee the scene

" I knew we should have stayed back in the apartment playing videogames"

"I told you I didnt want to come" shimazaki whined

Hatori just glared at him and walked faster not caring whether the bastard followed him or not. Why was he stuck babysitting Shimazaki on his off day? Oh yeah, minegishi was working and Shibata...fuck shibata! How could he forget his wallet "well, you wouldnt have had to come if you had accepted to take him his wallet"

Shimazaki somewhat got offended by that "Iike some kind of delivery guy? What a waste of my powers. Besides if i had taken it to him he wouldnt have invited us to dinner"

"Okay. First of all delivery guys are the foundation of modern society and you should respect them and second SHIBATA DIDNT INVITE YOU YOU INVITED YOURSELF"

Shimazaki just shrugs "so? Its shibata! He always pays for me"

"Aaaand the manchild cant see why thats wrong" hatori mutters

"Hatori Im blind"shimazaki deadpans

"YOU KNOW EXACTLY WHAT-"

Shimazaki who was clearly ignoring Hatori perks up "Hes coming"

"Who is-?" hatori doesnt need to ask once he sees shibata giant form turning the corner ahead

"Hi guys!" Shibata greets waving at them .

Hatori hesitantly waves back "Shibata? What are you doing here? Didnt you have a class?"

"Boss had an emergency and we had to close early"

"Oh damn i hope it wasnt something serious-"

"WHO CARES? CAN WE GO ALREADY?" shimazaki whines

Shibata laughs and pats him on the back "Shimazaki! buddy, Im glad you came!"

Hatori rolls his eyes "the only reason he came was the food. He didnt even want you bring your wallet to you which reminds me" he takes out the wallet and gives it to him " you left it on the kicthen counter"

Shibata takes it and smiles "thank you man, you are the best!...so where do you guys want go?"

Shimaza was already opening his mouth to declare what he wanted when hatori pointed at accusatory finger at him "oh no! Dont even dare! Minegishi and Shibata spoil you enough"

Shibata frowned at him "We dont spoil him-"

Hatori turned to look at him with a face that said 'You gotta be kidding me' "YES YOU DO! He picked the last two times and I already had to deal with his bullshit all day so today I get to pick where we go!" hatori crossed his arms "besides it was me who brought the wallet"

"What? No! The places you pick are lame." shimazaki explaimed "shibata tell him!"

"Im sorry bud, he has a point there. You picked the last two times and its only fair he gets to pick today"

Shibata had to resist the laugh at seeing shimazaki sulk and Hatori stuck his tongue out at him.

After hatori proclaimed where he wanted to got they started to walk in that direction. Shibata carefully observed Hatori.

"So...what did shimazaki do to make you mad like that?" asked Shibata after a few minutes of walking

"He scared three persons on our way here" mumbled Hatori while he texted on his phone

"Three persons?" shibata looked back at shimazaki who walked behing with his hands in his pockets "Why?!"

Shimazaki shrugged "Its not my fault people are so easy to scare"

Not undertanding shibata turned to hatori confused

Hatori sigued and without looking from his phone he replied "He is doing again that thing where he teleports to pet nearby dogs"

Shibata groaned "Buddy! We have told you already theres no need to teletransport, you can just walk up to them and ask the owner if you can pet their dog"

Shimazaki rolled his eyes "Wheres the fun in that?"

"The fun is in the fact i wouldnt have to run 3 different times in less than 1 hour because of you" hissed Hatori finnally pocketing his phone

"Besides" picked Shibata " You cant go around petting peoples dogs"

"Huh? Why not?" rebuked Shimazaki "All dogs like to be petted!"

"Because you have to ask the owners permission first you dingus! Some people dont like to be molested "

"And there are some special dogs who shouldnt be petted or they get distracted from their duty "

"Oh! I heart about that-"

"They are dogs" Shimazaki snapped "What duty could dogs possibly have?"

Both men turned to him surprised "You dont know? You must know"

"About what?" answered Shimazaki

"Service dogs? You know...Dogs that help blind people? "

"What?"

Thats how they spend dinner explaining to shimazaki about service dogs

Later that night when a text from Minegishi saying "Who was the idiot who told Shimazaki about service dogs??" came they both ignored it

Feeling guilty for letting Minegishi crush Shimazakis dreams of having a dog after being the ones who told him in the first place, Hatori and Shibata arranged a day to accompany Shimazaki to pet dogs.

Susprinsingly the man had listened to them and stopped popping besides every person who walked their dog and instead waited for Hatori or Shibata to let him know when he could pet the dog.

Due to how complicated that was they soon found a solution: stray dogs were free of hassle even if they were more difficult to find.

"You know? The day he tries to keep one of them we will be in big trouble" mussed Hatori after Shimazaki dissapeared probably finding another stray

"i dont know. Minegishi was very harsh." Shibata laughed remebering that day " I doubt hell try it anytime soon"

Hatori hummed "Do you think hell stay there this time or wil he bring it-"

As in cue Shimazaki reappered, a dirty bundle of black hair in his arms "I got it! It was behind some trash bags"

Both men stared at the strange looking ball of fur, dread setting in their stomachs.

"S-Shimazaki...Buddy... I dont think thats a dog" said Shibata slowly backing away

"What do you mean-" the thing decided that moment to turn its head and reveal its masked eyes.

It was a raccoon.

It bit Shimazakis arm.

"AHHH STUPID SHIT" Shimazaki screamed and quickly trew the damn thing

"AHHHHHHHH" the damn thing, now a blur of claws and fangs, unfortunately landed on Hatoris head.

"Shimazaki help me here-AHHHH" screamed shibata when he tried to rip the beast from Hatoris face

Shimazaki just teleported away.

By the time the raccoon finally jumped and scurried away both Hatori and Shibata were covered in scratches and bleeding from different parts.

"He is gonna pay...Im gonna make him pay" muttered Hatori while cleaning his glasses.

"I think we should go to the hospital first..."

Originally shimazaki was gonna mistake a cat for a dog but a racoon sounded funnier.

Did you know you rarely see stray dogs in Japan because people immediately report them? Or at least thats what my japanese teachers told me.

I know this is like a month later but i had difficulties writing this...ngl the por reception the 3rd part had kinda bummed me BUT i love these guys too much and dont want to stop writing this so im okay now.

Besides in the meantime i wrote for my fics! College funds chapter 2 is up now and so is my newest fic Mother's day! You should check them out. Ive been writing a the good place au for mp100 too but i havent posted it yet.

Anyway! Hope you liked this (Dont listen to them Hatori, your sweater are great)and see you next part because where we will finally reach THE PRANK so be ready for it and some feels

(i was gonna include it in this part but it was already too large and i decided to rearrange some stuff)

Im posting this again because tumblr sucks and posted the first version as a quote that even i cant see

[arethesewritingtips]

Writing Trans Male Characters (from the perspective of a trans boy)

Okay, so for this to work, it’s going to get a little weird.  I have to talk about my personal experiences and talk about things that I don’t experience.  My experience is not “one size fits all,” and this will mostly apply to trans boys.  If you can twist it to fit trans girls accurately, go right ahead, but I would still advise consulting a trans girl first.  This could also work for non-binary characters if you want it to.

To start, I will be talking about trans acronyms.

FTM - Female to Male (trans boy)

MTF - Male to Female (trans girl)

AFAB - Assigned Female At Birth

AMAB - Assigned Male At Birth

AGAB - Assigned Gender At Birth

With that out of the way, coming out as trans is never easy, no matter how supportive your friends are.  It’s best if you have your characters asking their friends for their opinions before going ahead and just coming out to ensure that they won’t be left in the dust (though, sometimes that will still happen.  I lost everyone when I came out.  Of course, that doesn’t always happen, but it is something that can really happen, so it is not totally unbelievable if this happens.

IT IS NORMAL TO HAVE DOUBTS ABOUT YOUR GENDER!! I start T in a little over a month and my name is legally changed. My family has been referring to me by my preferred (i guess now legal) name for five years and I’ve been out at school for four, going on five, and I still have my moments where I breakdown and I just want to retract everything I’ve said and just pretend to live as a girl and just deal with it because that would be easier than dealing with the internal struggle I have.

Now for how some trans boys **MIGHT** act:

They might look at boys to see how they walk. Personally, I don’t know how to copy it so I just walk normally, but I know a lot of trans guy who do follow to the best of their ability how some guys might act.

Binders: personally, my family was pretty accepting and always makes sure that my binders are being used correctly. I have a friend who had to gethis friend to sneak a binder into school for him so he could take it home. He kept it hidden between books so his parents wouldn’t find it. When they ultimately did, they threw it out. One of my best friends doesn’t wear a binder. His chest is extremely flat and doesn’t feel the need to wear one.

Hair cuts: my friend’s parents wouldn’t let him cut his hair, so he cut it himself. My parents were hesitant to let me do it, thinking I’d regret it, but it was before I was out. I know tons of people (I was an admin on an trans boy account on instagram and a lot of people DMed us about how to do it so when I say a lot of people, usually I’m referring of that) who would just tuck their hair under a hat. One of my friends shaves his head every two weeks and keeps it as short as possible, meanwhile I can go up to six months without cutting my hair. It all depends on how your character and their parents are.

Clothing: we tend to go for the boys’ clothes if we are allowed to. Aside from the occasional female fit shirt I have that still fit and I couldnt bear to get rid of, I only wear boys clothes (jeans, underwear, and sports bras being acceptions due to gym class, periods, and hips), as do all of my other trans guy friends. I am the most feminine out of all of us t b h.

Makeup: a lot of trans guys prefer not to wear makeup, but some will contour their face to look more masculine. I really love clear lip gloss or red lipstick. I haven’t worn it a year and a half, but personally, I love it. I also know some guys (including myself) who just use concealer on pimples or dark circles or something.

Interests: I have never really been one for sports and being asthmatic and not being able to wear a binder during gym, everything turns it off to me. I also don’t really like video games. I know maybe three trans guys who actually like sports (obviously more than three in the whole world do, but I’m just saying that I know personally). All of them like video games except for me. Some of them have more traditionally female interests: i.e. k-pop, art, one direction, etc, but that doesn’t make any of us less than male. Once again, depends on your character. It is 100% okay to have them being into jewelry and still being male. One of my friends for the longest time had a phone case with pink flowers. After he came out. Because he liked it. There is nothing wrong with that.

Interests pt. 2: now, something that has happened to me (in the past and recently) is my parents shut down what I’m into and gave me shit for it, saying it isn’t typically masculine, so there is a lot of pressure to be in the box. I purchased some earrings worn by cismale k-pop idols and my parents were judging me really hard. The first time it happened, I stopped doing nearly everything I could think of that could be categorized as “feminine” to appease my parents. I know a lot of trans guys (myself included) who really do try to force ourselves to be into things just because it’s labeled as “male.” There is so much pressure like that.

As long as your character has some sort of disconnect between their AGAB, they are valid as trans people.

That’s all I can really think of for now, but if you have questions or don’t think I answered anything in enough detail, message me either here or on instagram @ arethesewritingtips and I may make a part two.

[anastasiaskarsgard]

Destiny of the Damned

Part 1- Roman Godfrey

Chapter 1- nosebleed

I never thought I'd miss traffic and noise. In California, something is always happening, and traffic is just a fact of life. When I had to move out to help my uncle, who lives outside of Hemlock Grove Pennsylvania to say it was a culture shock was an understatement. Everything closed early and I think they’d have to schedule a traffic jam or someone would need to get murdered on the main roads. After about a month, you figure out who everyone is. Small town life is bizarre. I went to eat at a local diner, and a police officer was eating there as well, looking out the window and makes a call. I’m in the next booth, so I can’t help but overhear him call someone that had just run the stop sign, and told them to come pick up their tocket at the station later. I always took the energy and anonymity giant metropolitan areas like Los Angeles or San Francisco for granted. It never even occured to me there were places where there were no malls, airports, freeways or parking fees. I’ve been here for a little over 2 months, and I am literally the only Mercedes Benz S-Class I’ve seen. In order to reach civilization and acceptable fashion retail, you had to go on a full on road trip. My uncle was the closest thing I had to a parent, so I was willing to tough it out for him. He had fallen down his concrete basement stairs, and fractured his neck a hands. He is very independant and stubborn and needed assistance until he healed from the multiple surgeries he’s had to endure, to get his hands working correctly again. His home is a famous work of art, more than a place to actually occupy, so strangers coming to stay there, and touch his stuff, damn near got him catching a charge. I just finished University and was an executive for my Uncles’ multi billion dollar corporation but realistically, we could take the rest of our lives off, and be fine. But we are both workaholic innovators that share the same miraculous quirk. We have autobiographical memories which means we don't forget anything. Want to know what the date, temperature, things I did, who I was with the first time I heard a particular song? I can tell you. It's a blessing and a curse. Everything is a trigger for memories for me and my Uncle. So although his desire for isolation and little contact is extreme, I get it. Having a brain that doesn't stop can be exhausting and stressful.

Books help, so when I turned the corner, and spotted a Barnes and Noble, I actually squealed in excitement. I pulled up and looked a little out of place, but i didnt care. My car was understated, low profile, over the top. With its clear panoramic sunroof,  technology, and ambiance lighting, id always kid with my uncle that i needed it for my mental health. Really, I was terribly spoiled,  yet I appreciated it and never tried to rub it anyone's face, but I understood a young woman exiting a very expensive car, in a small town, that lived in the strange house with her reclusive billionaire Uncle, wasn't going to have anyone baking me pies. I was a realist.

I was pleasantly surprised by the sheer size of this store. inside there was a shockingly large lego display and it reminded me of how much i used to love assembling complicated structures, while most girls played wth dolls. While most little girls wanted to play with dollies and imagine scenarios about their wedding day, I was trying to improve my laptops performance (catching a few on fire in my early years). The dynamics and emotionality of people never held any value really. It was what truly always puzzled me. Losing oneself in another person, or the entire concept of love, seemed so unlikely. Far too many factors involved, and why anyone compromises when they can just do as they please by themselves only makes sense in situations like with my Uncle. It was still inconvenient, so getting close to people has never been appealing, but the legos we're.

I walked over and spotted a gigantic Death Star set and clapped in delight. I thought I heard a low chuckle behind me, so I spun around to find the best looking man I'd ever seen, dressed in a very nice suit. He didnt waver or look away when i looked at him, and almost looked as though he were daring me to look away. Most people would find him intimidating, but nothing really made me nervous so he didnt phase me.

"What's funny?" I asked looking him dead in the eye.

"You." He smirked.

"Glad to oblige you" i said sarcastically as I did a half hearted bow, then standing straight with a smirk. Who did he think he was? Green eyed, puffy lipped punk. I didn't break eye contact which usually caused people to look away by now, but To my surprise he laughed and looked me up and down. Assessed me like i was livestock; sizing me up and trying to decide if he could break me.

"I'm Roman."

"I'm American." I replied.

"No my name is Roman." He laughed heartily. An amused twinkle in his eye.

I couldn't help but notice he really had the best smile, and I really have a thing for noses, and his was divine.  if you think about it, its the most important facial feature. A nose can make or break a face, and his cute little slightly upturned nose, with its perfect symmetry was for sure making his face. combine that with his gorgeous green eyes, long lashes, defined bone structure, alabaster skin and standing at least 6′3″ he must be one of the biggest pains in the asses, this side of the Mississippi! Most women would see him and be all in but having a gorgeous man that exudes sexuality and is very sure of himself is far more trouble then anyone could ever be worth.

Why pretty boy wanted to trade names, probably had nothing to do with me, and much more to do with boredom, or what he could get out of me. I usually don't pay much attention to anyone of the opposite sex, especially obvious pains in the ass like the man before me, but something about him, was preventing me from just turning around and blowing him off.

"Generally when I tell someone my name, they tell me their own." He said staring into my eyes with such an intensity that I reacted almost involuntarily.

I have a defect. If someone tries to tell me what to do or control me, I am not fucking having it. Authority has always been an issue, and this felt a lot like him trying to dominate me, and I felt almost sick. Like when you stand up too fast and get a bit woozy. I took that as a good time to turn my back on him and ignore him.

He walked in front of me, blocking my view of the legos and ducked down a bit to make eye contact. I couldnt hide the complete shock on my face at his behavior.  He's either crazy or incredibly confident. I raised my eyebrows as if to say "can i help you" and I know my face was absolutely unfriendly, yet he didn't appear to notice.

His face hardened "tell me. Your. Name." He said slowly and deliberately.

Now it was my turn to laugh. I looked at him to see the smile or just kiddding , but it never came... WOW. He was serious!!! I leaned my face a couple inches from his face and I said "Nope" making sure to loudly pop the p.

The look on his face was absolutely priceless, and had my laughing enough that several people were starting. just as I was about to walk away victorious, his nose began to bleed. I instantly was embarrassed for him and I couldnt just leave him here to bleed on the legos so I jumped into action.

"Oh shit, your nose is bleeding." i said lookinbg around for any type of tissue, when i noticed we were right next to the restrooms.

"What? Seriously? Can you get it?" he implored looking all frightened, dare I say fragile.

Without any hesitation, I wiped the blood from his face. "Come with me, we need tissue, bathroom is right here. Look up and hold your nose." I grabbed his hand and recieved a shock. static electricity stayed with me a lot and often scared people but he didnt even flinch. He laced his fingers in mine as if it were the most natural thing in the world and i led him to the bathroom.

Once inside, I grabbed some tissues and directed him to stand over the sink. I wet some paper towels and wiped away the blood and then took the dry tissues and pushed his head back and crammed little tissue torpedos in his perfect little nose. The whole time I could feel his intense gaze on me, but what else was he going to look at really?

"Gotta admit, this is new." He quipped, admiring my handy work in the mirror and laughing in dismay.

"What? Bloody nose or attention from ladies?"

"Um.... you're kind of rude, but then when there is an issue, you don't hesitate to help.  Then you're taking better care of my nose bleed than anyone. No one really takes charge with me.... and now I'm in a bathroom with a woman and we aren't fucking." He laughed again.

"Fucking. Classy. If I didn't know any better I'd swear you were the Godfrey asshole everyone keeps telling me about." Ever since I'd arrived at Hemlock grove, I'd heard Godfrey this and Godfrey that. Their name was on everything and I'd heard the son was like a 21 year old gorgeous nightmare, that was as kind, as he was humble. The few people id spoken to had told me to stay away from him. I found it odd, I didn't know his first name all of a sudden.

His face fell into a frown.

"I see that's the general consensus about that guy. Cheer up Charlie, your nose stopped bleeding most likely, let me just pull these out." i gently pulled the tissues from his nose and waited for blood but none came. "Boom mothafucka its on!" i laughed at my own ridiculousness before turning and washing my hands.

"You're weird” he stated matter of factly.

Roman stood there quietly thinking. I could almost feel the wheels turning in his head. His mood had completely changed at the mention of the Godfrey kid.Maybe his family had lost everything because of them too or the guy stole his girl, i felt a little guilty so i relented a tiny bit.

"Hey listen, Roman was it?" He nodded and bit his lip. oh he knows what hes doing. boy he was trouble "I'm sorry if the Godfrey's are a sore subject. I don't know anything about anybody here. I'm just helping out my crazy uncle that fell down his basement stairs and broke his hands and neck. I'm from the west coast and this dreary fucking place isn't exactly my cup of tea. I don't know why I'm rude before I'm polite but it's involuntary. My name is Letha, it's like Lisa with a lisp and now I've officially over shared." I could feel my face turning red. Why was He making me such an awkward mess? My God this WAS new.

suddenly he grabbed me by my shoulders and pulled me in stopping just an inch away from my face. "Who put you up to this?" He asked with such venom in his voice it made me flinch. "WHO!?!?!" He screamed in my face.

I tried to push him away but he wouldn't budge. My mind raced and I began to panic. No one has ever screamed in my face like this and I didn't like it and yet, the way his eyes searched mine and the tenseness in his body, and just sheer panic made me do something I hardly ever did. Maybe it was brought on by panic or survival instinct, but it was not my normal. Especially to a crazy stranger in the bathroom, but I had the overwhelming NEED to hug him. I fought past his hands trying to hold my shoulders in kind of a silly slap fight and grabbed him around the waist and buried my head in his shoulder. He smelled so good.This was outright crazy behavior for me, and i was confusing myself but if i tried to not think, it almost felt nice, for a few moments my mind was blank. A minute passed with me holding him as he calmed his breathing with his arms raised. Nothing was triggering me and I felt odd.

"Nobody sent me, you nut job! Hug me back, you need a hug. ”i squeezed even harder, nuzzling my face into his collar, his chin gently resting on my head.

His arms hesitantly closed around my back and then he crushed me into a deep embrace. He really did need a hug. "You ok now crazy?" I asked trying to pull back to look at his face but he held me fast. He started to shudder a bit and then I felt moisture hit my forehead. Ok it's gone too far, this is why I don't hug.

Was this crazy ass dude crying? Oh no, he was really crazy. Shit shit shit. Good job Letha, you're gonna get murdered in a bookstore bathroom, in shit hole Pennsylvania, on a Friday afternoon. Why did you hug this fucking guy? I was starting to breathe funny now!

Roman loosened his grip and looked deep in my eyes searching for something. What? Im unsure, but he must of found it, because he laughed and he seemed almost sweet, except tears were running down his face and a moment earlier he screamed in my face.

"Well Ms Letha, it's a pleasure to meet you. I'd love nothing more than to take you out this evening wherever you want to go. Before you refuse, I assure you I'm not crazy, it's just I had a cousin named Letha, which I'm sure you're aware is an unusual name, and I loved her very much and she passed and I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable. It caught me off guard."

I had heard about that Letha. Everyone that found out my name, told me about Letha Godfrey, the Godfrey girl that was as kind as she was beautiful, but tragically got knocked up and lost her mind talking about angels being the father, and dating some weirdo outcast. when she went to give birth in the family skyscraper medical facility, she mysteriously died and so did her baby.

"You're the Godfrey kid." I practically whispered staring at him with wide eyes as I recalled what I'd said about him, TO him.

"Hardly a kid anymore I think." He smiled. He was so handsome, it was freaking me out. "What's your phone number? I have to run to the white tower, and then I'm all yours."

I knew better. He was too good looking and too rich and too everything but something told me he needed me. I know it sounds crazy but I believed in my heart and soul, this perfect beautiful fucking legend of a man needed me. I knew it wasn't logical, but I told him my number and turned to walk out of the bathroom, but he grabbed my hand.

"Please answer." He pleaded pressing a kiss to my hand. He wasn't trying to make me do anything now. He was giving the power over to me and i was honestly taken aback a bit by the almost desperate look in his eyes. I knew in my heart, he genuinely needed me, but for what?

I can't explain the feeling I felt in that bathroom with this man, but when I say I felt a deeper connection to him than I'd ever felt in my 22 years on this earth, I mean it. It was thrilling, and scary, and strange. I smiled at him and nodded my head. As I made my way to my car, I tried to convince myself not to answer, but I knew that I would.

He didn't follow me out of the bathroom and I just made a bee line for my car. I had to go. I couldn't help smiling from ear to ear. The cashier glared at me with open animosity, before turning her attention to the restroom door, looking dreamily for Roman to appear. Boy oh boy did I know better than to get involved with this guy, but deep in my gut i knew. He needed me.

[thelifetimechannel]

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KANAYA: Im Used To It KANAYA: The Individuals I Traveled With Would Leave No Conversational Stone Unturned Without Wresting Every Wriggling Wordplay Grub From Its Snug Cocoon JAKE: You were with dave and rose right? KANAYA: Yes KANAYA: And Karkat And Terezi KANAYA: And The Clown JAKE: I cant speak for your fellow aliens but for your human companions i daresay it runs in their family. JAKE: Roxy can do incredible things to typos so watch your spelling around her. KANAYA: Spelling Is An Important Part Of Our Brand On Alternia But Ill Watch My Step JAKE: I mean alien typing quirks is a concept im familiar with thanks to the cherubs. Im more talking about bungling the spelling of the words themselves. KANAYA: Understood KANAYA: If There Are Genetic Similarities Between That Group Does That Mean You Take After Those Dreaming On Prospit KANAYA: I Havent Interacted Much With John But I Did Help Guide Jade Through Her Breeding Session KANAYA: That May Not Be Long Enough To Establish True Closeness But Its My Best Frame Of Reference JAKE: As a matter of fact i do. JAKE: ...though the only time ive seen the planet with my own eyes was a few hours ago and i had higher priorities than enjoying the sights. JAKE: Like not leaving my soul flapping in the wind or beating the snot out of the maniac who stole its original getup. KANAYA: Ill Try To Draw Independent Conclusions Based On Your Behavior Rather Than Trying To Match You Up To Any Of Your Ancestors Or Descendants Then KANAYA: Im Not Used To Meeting This Many People KANAYA: Or Any People KANAYA: Fives Been A Crowd JAKE: A feeling i know very very well... JAKE: I mean i seem to remember you were there when we all came across each other in the dreambubbles! KANAYA: In The Dreambubbles KANAYA: ... KANAYA: You Were The One There When We Met The Empresss Previous Form KANAYA: The One Who KANAYA: Uh KANAYA: Attempted To Defeat Her Ghost In A Bout Of Fisticuffs JAKE: Yes. JAKE: That. JAKE: Haha... man that was embarassing in hindsight. KANAYA: If It Makes Any Difference She Was So Addled By The Revelation Of Her Tyrannical Supremacy I Dont Think She Noticed JAKE: Possibly. KANAYA: Actually It Provided Good Conversational Fodder KANAYA: Any Topic Becomes Stale Given Enough Sweeps To Mull It Over So New Stimulation Was Welcome KANAYA: When Dave And Rose Were Together She Frequently Tried To Draw Him Into Speculation About Your Characters KANAYA: He Never Liked To Engage For Some Reason JAKE: That was the first time id been around that many people in my life! JAKE: So i guess that added pressure to impress in a sense. KANAYA: I Grew Up Alone On An Oasis KANAYA: The First Time I Ran Into Crowds Was During This Game JAKE: Likewise! Except it was an island not an oasis. JAKE: That seems to be a trend doesnt it? KANAYA: Jade Told Me Something Similar KANAYA: Maybe Its Easier To Leave The World Behind Without A Second Thought If You Had Fewer Ties To It JAKE: I couldnt agree with you more though its sort of sad when you stop and think about it. JAKE: The game seems to take a lot of lonely chaps doesnt it? JAKE: Or... maybe it sets them up that way. KANAYA: Believe Me As Someone Charged With The Creation Of Life In Our New World The Prospect Weighs On Me KANAYA: Enough To Take Rose Up On An Offer Most Would Consider Suicidal KANAYA: But Then Most Of Her Schemes Are JAKE: O: JAKE: What is it rose is plotting? KANAYA: Oh Hasnt She Gotten To You Yet KANAYA: She Will KANAYA: Especially With Your Capabilities KANAYA: Im Not Clear On The Details Yet But Im Sure Those Will Come In Eventually KANAYA: Probably In The Heat Of The Moment If Our Other Adventures Are Any Indication KANAYA: Mostly It Involves Defying The Status Quo KANAYA: Which Is What Almost Everything She Has Done Since Ive Met Her Boils Down To JAKE: I mean she did help us get calliope back so if theres something she needs me to do id be happy to help lend a hand! KANAYA: I Believe Shes Intending To Bring It Up To The Group Once Weve Finished This Round Of Discussions KANAYA: So Youll Hear About It Then JAKE: Oh boy more mysterious plots. Look i may be a guy whos always eager for the next adventure or whatever but id like to propose a motion that we at least get a siesta first. JAKE: Three super over the top throwdowns in the space of a few hours tuckers a guy out! KANAYA: I Will Back You Up On That KANAYA: If We Bundle Her Up Well Enough She Will Be Unable To Escape And Will Be Forced To Give In To Relaxation JAKE: My grandma used to do that when i was a wee tyke and didnt want to go down for naps. KANAYA: Good Then Youre Familiar With The Technique JAKE: We just need a person three to four times her size and itll be a snap! JAKE: Oh hey jade can handle that. KANAYA: Now That I Have Restored Her First Guardian Abilities I Will Ask That Her First Action Be Restraining Rose For Her Own Good Before She Hurts Herself JAKE: Sounds like a smart idea but given what ive heard of her im not about to volunteer to be the first in her sights. KANAYA: Would Deaths Incurred Be Heroic KANAYA: Im New To These Rules JAKE: Im... not sure. JAKE: Perhaps its best not to chance it. KANAYA: Hopefully We Can Talk Her Into Taking A Short Break JAKE: Surely even a god tier has to take a load off every now and again. JAKE: Unless rose just runs on anarchic fervor and dreams. KANAYA: I Wouldnt Put It Past Her JAKE: Well calm her down and then help her out with her next revolution.

[pk-buttcheeks]

Ah, hello! I wanted to ask since you’ve sold charms — where do you order your charms from? I’ve been trying to find the best place that has glitter epoxy ones specifically, and its kind of my first time making charms out of my art. I appreciate any advice you give — thank you for your time and hope you have a wonderful day! ;u;

hi, thanks for the ask! i currently use vograce, an alibaba merchant (mainland china). i specifically chose them for pricing, specific features (double side printing, epoxy, free accessories, packaging). ive composed a list of my personal experiences w vograce and pros and cons, or just things to be aware of!

some notes before going in:

this list is from a US based lens, i live in the pacific northwest so i dont know if that affects shipping price vs other places in the US or any other international country

out of all the places i know of, only vograce to my knowledge offers glitter epoxy so i only wrote about it

since im writing about vograce, im under PST time zone and mainland china is about 16 hrs ahead of me, give or take a few hours depending on specific areas

not a complete list since vograce is the only place i know that even offered epoxy lol

formatting advice:

always work in 300 dpi minimum. i like 300 but my friends like 350 and up, the more the better

unflattened psds print more vibrantly. you can still save in cmyk which ms coco will request, it’ll just be a psd with layers

vograce (mainland china based)pros:

low/custom moq (minimum order quantity im pretty sure) moq is usually 1 piece while other places do pack sizes (like pack of 25, for example), so theyre good if you need a specific amount or like, just a few things

pricing - depending on what you order and quantity, pricing can be really reasonable. a big order of epoxy glitter charms cost me a little over $1 for each unit, but because it was an order of over 100 (cost goes down the more you order of the unit). i think if you order just a few things then unit price could be like $2, sometimes more depending on what you need.

communication - they do their service through the alibaba messaging system rather than email, so things happen more in real time. (it IS possible to email i think though, i think i emailed them Once) i also asked me to send a draft out cut lines for the charms and they did (this was the second time i ordered, the first time i didnt ask for it). usually its the same person, ms coco, handling the customer service. 

freebees: i particularly like them for this reason lol i think they offer free double side printing if i remember correctly? they also have a range of accessories to choose from, like split rings, lobster clasps, and cell phone lanyards, for free. they have special ones you need to pay for, but the basic accessories are free. there’s a chart on the page when you scroll down. also when you receive them in the mail, they are separately packaged in the little plastic bags with the adhesive flap. i just really like not having to buy jump rings and stuff anymore

options: i really wanted glitter epoxy and i couldnt find a place to do it for some reason? but they do it and i like it! i havent received my package yet but ive ordered charms from other artists that have used vograce and i think theyre pretty! i also think if you communicate that you need branding and packaging options, they do that too for extra cost. also they do more than just charms, im getting some standees done w them too (also i dont know if its a standard or just a vograce thing, but glitter epoxy is single sided. the charm itself can have double side printing but the glitter is one side only)

(i dont remember if the link i sent was an epoxy link but if you just send a message and say you want epoxy ms coco will handle it)

i used to use zap creatives but i think vograce prints crisper than them. my stuff always looked fuzzy w zap and i save files the same way w them 

cons:

shipping: since theyre based in mainland china, shipping could be a problem. im based in the US, so shipping is anywhere from $17-$45 depending on when i need the package by. so it would suck if you needed just a few things i think, and theres always the typical snail mail problems (ive never had problems with receiving international packages, but anything could basically happen)

communication: since its alibaba and theyre based in china, sometimes its hard to keep up with time difference and respond to messages. i really could only respond a few times a day because theyre so far ahead. one time it was really time sensitive and i was up at 2 am messaging ms coco because i needed to get as much as i could communicated! so basically i could only reply and get responses through the hours of 7 pm and 2 am (remember im PST)

printing: ive had a friend send me photos and it was also verified by my personal experiences (a charm i bought from someone). when companies print double side charms, theres usually a layer of white between the two color layers to prevent overlap and to make color pop. i dont think vograce does that? its incredibly slight and i dont notice it unless im looking extremely hard, but depending on what you print, there could be a teeny bit of see-through where you dont want it. again, it doesnt bother me one bit but it could be a breaking point for some people

communication: im gonna be straight and say they dont always tell you everything you need to know beforehand lol like for example, i was making gold foil charms because they offer gold foil charms. we sorted everything out and right at the end ms coco told me its a $15 charge per design bc they have the make custom moulds for the charms. i had poured too much time into these charms and messaging them that i couldnt back out at that point so i just said yes and paid (i had money set aside so it wasnt a problem, it just came as a surprise). bc of the time difference i just have to say yes to certain stuff bc i dont wanna wait a whole new day for a response but its never stuff im like unprepared to do

ok idk if this is a con but they do all their transactions through paypal but its more like “send the money to this email address” and then u send it and u send them a screenshot for proof that you did it. so that may affect how some people shop w them. ive used a non-vograce supplier for cushions and it was the same way.