#its always fun when im told reading my posts is fun morning material and the sort

[todayisafridaynight]

how’ve you been!! Been a while since I’ve seen ya around on the dash… I miss reading your tags like the morning news HFHHF

hello chat i am not dead. as shown by me finally answering things in my inbox :]

all's been well ! just havent posted to tumblr lately is all

[fussball-imaginesz]

happy birthday

words:2k+

player:robert lewandowski,niko kovac

warnings:smut,cheating

summary:robert is planning on surprising his girlfriend on her birthday but she surprises him

(btw Niko’s hair in gif?im dead)

Robert opened the hotel room door and snuck in,closing it behind himself and walking in the main room.He looked around, the big box in his hands waiting impatiently as he searched for a spot to hide.He then saw a big white closet and smiled to himself before opening doors and entering it.He could peer through it because of its doors and he put the box down.It was his girlfriend’s birthday and he had to get her a great present and even better surprise.He smiled at himself as he heard the door of the room open.He heard his girlfriend’s giggle-for him the best sound in the entire world and then a deep laugh-the one he knew to well and the one that surely didn’t belong to his girlfriend.

He tried not to make a noise but he couldn’t stop his eyes from widening as he saw his coach Niko carrying his girlfriend over the room.He was carrying her with such an ease in his arms.Robert’s heart stopped as she landed on a bed with a thump and a giggle shared between them. He had to cover his mouth so his breathing isn’t audible as much as his heartbeat in his ears.The anger rushed through his veins as she spread her legs,the dress that was covering everything suddenly was exposing her more than it should to anybody that’s not Robert.Niko only groaned at the sight and crawled on top of her,careful not to crush her.He couldn’t believe!

His coach,the one that should correct him at his mistakes and errors is doing the one of the biggest sins in the world.It is like your dad says to you how smoking is awful and bad and that you should never smoke,but a few minutes later,the smoke is coming out of his mouth, cigarette in his hand on show to the person he’s supposed to teach.To be idol.In Robert’s eyes,Niko was his idol.He was always very wise and spoke smartly,had amazing game tactics and even though maybe his name will be heard better,in his eyes,Niko was THAT person.That person he only had nice feelings about.The person he respected.But now,respect and admiration turned into hatred and revengefulness.He wanted a payback to be so bad that Niko will always regret what he’s doing.

But he couldn’t put himself to open the door.His arm wouldn’t move and he only became more interested of how his coach could please his girlfriend more than him.He watched like a student who is hungry for knowledge how he kissed her neck hungrily and how her head threw back against the mattress,her mouth wide open and in a smile(as much as it could be).He moved towards her collarbone,sucking the skin there and soothing it with his tongue.

Robert couldn’t believe he was taking mental notes.Her body lifted enough for him to find the zip of that yellow dress that clung on her body like second skin,unzipping it and slowly pulling the material down her soft skin.Robert gulped when he saw her in that yellow set of her’s.That yellow bra and yellow thong gave him memories of how he senseless fucked her against the counter when they came back from one October fest.Maybe that was the problem.He was rough.

Niko’s mouth moved across the line of her bra before his hands roamed all over her hips,then stomach and finally,back, finding a bra clasp and slowly pulling it away from her.Robert wanted to storm out and slam his coach in nearest wall to beat the hell out of him.But he was paralyzed.He couldn’t move.He just stood there.But his eyes roamed down to see his dick hardening.Really?He’s getting hard at the sight of his girlfriend cheating him?Now it’s not a real good timing,he thought.

His gaze turned back in time to see Niko sliding her thong from her legs slowly,appreciating her curves and her body.She had a smile plastered on his face like he did before he started leaving a trail of kisses from her foot all the way to her chin,only to passionately kiss her,his tongue invading her mouth.She grabbed the hem of his shirt and pulled it over his head,revealing his abs. Robert was slightly shocked.I mean,he knew Niko was in good form but full six pack?Niko smiled as she licked her lips,looking at his abs.She tugged at his belt and took it off while Niko was gazing in her eyes.

He leaned and cupped her jaw,forcing her to look at him and she only leaned and kissed him again,her fingers tangled in his hair,just gently tugging on it.Robert was full hard now.He thought,fuck it, and undid his belt as he started to stroke himself slowly,up and down.

With her feet,she slid Niko’s pants down his legs along with his boxers. She gulped as she looked down and Robert stayed in shock too.Well,fuck abs,this is a whole new level.She started stroking him now and he let out a loud groan as she smiled,gazing in his eyes and she pecked his lips.It was like something clicked inside Robert’s head.They have never been sensual.Slow.Just a hard fuck.Yes,they loved each other but in bed?No love.Maybe she craved for it and that’s what Niko is giving her.

She smiled as Niko lowered himself down to lick a long stripe from the bottom to the top of her as she gasped,the whole time keeping the eye contact. Robert’s hand started stroking a bit faster until it stopped.Niko pushed his tongue in her and her back arched as she pushed him away.Robert’s heartbeat stopped when he heard the words that are coming out of his pretty and not-so-innocent now girlfriend.

“I need you,Niko”she whispered and he nodded.Robert usually edged her.He slid in her with such and ease only halfway before looking in her eyes,searching for approval to continue.When she bit her lip and nodded,he went all the way,groan leaving his lips and a loud moan leaving hers as he filled her completely.He still looked in her eyes and she nodded.He continued moving slowly inside of her as her fingers found his back as she grabbed him,clearly not wanting this to be a dream.It wasn’t.For her boyfriend,Robert,who was standing in the closet and jerking off at his coach and girlfriend having fun,it was a nightmare.But he enjoyed it so much.

Robert stopped as it seemed like blood in his body drained and he realized that when their noses rubbed against each other in something that she used to say was eskimo kiss and when that words left Niko’s mouth and she smiled at them before locking their lips in another passionate kiss..that this isn’t just a cheating or anything.Niko didn’t fuck her hard as he did,the words that left his coach’s mouth,oh damn it those three words,never left his,the way Niko looked at her is the way he never did.It was a love making.Not a fuck.But instead of stopping, Robert’s hand sped up as Niko flipped them over so that she was on his lap.

She started bouncing slowly on his cock while soft moans of his name turned into hard screams of his name(again).He started grunting his girlfriend’s name before he moved and before Robert knew,he was taking her doggy style and there,Robert busted.His seed filled his hand as he bit the other one to stop making noises.Robert took his pants back on,but he realized when she looked over her shoulder,her face that expression he saw only once-when he tried fucking her in her tight little ass.

He looked at the sight of Niko’s cock disappearing in her for enough time to realize-he’s in her ass too.Robert was red from anger.She was always too shy and one night they did it,but the next morning she said that she didn’t like it and asked if they could never do that again with a smile to make it easier for him.Niko whispered something in her ear, probably those three words again.

“Who’s taking you better?Me or your boyfriend?”he asked her and Robert’s hand was in a fist.

“You,daddy”she said and Robert’s eyes widened.She told him one night that she has no kinks.What was that?It was all gone when Niko started spanking her.Robert almost slammed the closet door but he stayed still.Maybe it’s his fault.He should’ve never taken her to his training.She used to joke around on how his coach is hot but he only took that as a joke.How long has this been a thing,Robert thought.

But Niko’s loud groan of his girlfriend’s name interrupted him as he quickly pulled out of her and spilled his seed on her ass.Robert sighed. Niko leaned down and kissed her passionately with those three words(again) leaving his mouth.

“I love you”he said and she smiled at him before kissing him again.They cleaned themselves while Robert was still in the closet.Niko helped her to put her dress back on and she helped him suit up again. They looked like nothing happened.He grabbed her by the waist and pulled her for another kiss.

“We should go”she murmured,smiling against his mouth.Niko nodded and spun her around as she laughed and they slowly walked out of the room like nothing happened.Robert opened the closet door and put the box on her bed,finding a paper on the night table with a pen before writing one message,leaving it on top of the box before he left downstairs at the restaurant.

‘Happy birthday bitch.I hope his cock is better than mine’

-heyy!I hope you liked it!I had some trouble posting it on my main acc but hey,it’s here!I really hope you liked it bc i was a little insecure about this topic,cheating in general but my friend suggested this and i was feeling really good so i said why not.Thanks for reading,ly all

[noxrynne]

i dont really have the highest hopes for making the goal i had for school odds are i fail a class, do poorly in another or two, and maybe get by decently in one of them i really regret doing online courses since it always goes back to “oh i missed that because it wasn’t posted,” “oh the professors don’t use the news alert system when new stuff is added with a concise explanation of what I need to do in that post blurb that’s 3500 words of bs,” “oh i didnt realize this awkward and uncomfortable ‘post your personal assignments here that are about yourself so a bunch of strangers can also read and criticize it’ was required,” “the syllabus is written out of order, it’s messy and has a bunch of color code usage that’s never explained and makes reading it harder and, oh, they want me to print it out too bad i dont have a fucking printer and looking at it makes me want to throw up since it’s literally just everything put up on a page and i just start panicking because its so much stuff and it immediately overwhelms me” i also fuckin hate the professors who’ll say like “if you’re here just to get a degree you’re in the wrong place” b/c it’s like college costs a lot of fuckin money and you can bet your ass the only reason im here is to get a degree so i can eventually have a job that lets me be financially stable. trying to say “oh it’s just for funtime education” is bullshit when it costs what it does and isn’t even accessible to everyone from the get-go. i could learn the exact same shit for free from a fucking library and the internet, and talk to people i know if i have questions about material. but that doesn’t give me the piece of paper i need. idk i wish there was more of a “oh i can go do this and be fine financially” rather than needing to spend years in a university because i really hate it. i *wish* i hadn’t fucked up before and been as suicidal and couldve got through it *before* its used as a “yea we can’t have you here cuz you dropped out in the past” *even when* it’s an associated school with the one i *did* drop out of and they told me they *would* re-accept me when i was healthier. no im not a great student. i get overwhelmed really easily, i stress out over everything too much, i break down if i miss one assignment. i dont do well on the shit i actually try really hard at. i dont participate in class because it’s a terrifying experience to be called a fucking “idiot” again by a professor (ty philosopher dickhead at uwgb im gonna fucking punch you if i ever see you) i *forget* about assignments a *lot* and *yes* that’s a *my* problem thing but it’s something so extremely difficult to work around without having someone telling me about it, or just having a visible schedule written down about what’s due on a front page that always pops up. which i mean yeah it’s extra work i guess for the professor to just copy paste some info that’d really help me out, and no i dont have this issue as much in a traditional school b/c i actually *go* to the classes to sit in and be reminded through that. and yea im probly gonna fail out unless the other university sighs and says “well she did try and it was online” and ngl i probably would be *fine* in a regular classroom oriented thing *now* it’s more organized and there’s a schedule i can keep to and get into and when i get *into* a schedule i stick to it 100% b/c i derive a sense of security, existence and safety from having schedules. but if i fail out and they dont sigh and say “okay” then im kinda fucked. i mean, i could probably attempt to get through another year there and maybe go to the actual school instead of the online bullshit and *maybe* then i’d actually meet the reqs. but idk if that offer is gonna stand after this year. and idk im just back to feeling really fucking hopeless and empty. i mean ive been feeling this way all this month. i feel like nothings fucking worth it because i feel like i just cant do it. and that ultimately im gonna end up fucked. and i *know* im 90% of the problem. i *know* my thinking of “what’s the point” is screwing me over. i *know* accidentally falling asleep an staying asleep for a whole day is a fucking issue. i *know* i shouldnt forget important shit i need to do. i *know* i should participate no matter how fucking uncomfortable and frightened it makes me. but it feels fucking *impossible* to work with 0 energy. it feels terrifying to be asked “write an introspective piece about yourself and reflect on the events of your life that made you who you are today” BECAUSE i dont talk about THAT STUFF to people I DONT KNOW i *BARELY* covered those topics in *therapy* because of how uncomfortable they make me. and I DONT need a bunch of strangers in a class knowing the shit that happened to me. and fuck i feel like the entire idea behind the writing assignment was “oh this’ll be fun haha” but it’s like... remembering *most of the shit hat directly impacted how i am today* is one of the most fucking difficult things for me to do, especially publicly. i *regret* online schooling. i didnt realize how much i dont work with it until i thought about it this year. i get overwhelmed. i get stressed. i get depressed. i get suicidal. i get hopeless. i feel useless. i didnt realize i *need* to actually *go* to a class because it helps with the isolation i put myself in. because i straight up actually understand shit when someone is actually explaining it to me and not just handing me a textbook and saying “read it that’s it that’s the entire class, but oh, write an informed paper structured off what you read and if you dont understand the material well go fuck yourself i guess.” and in actually *going* there to a physical room it becomes easier to do things like homework and assignments *because i can walk over to the library*. what *really* shit on my previous school ability was like i was overwhelmed (we *just* moved to a *completely* different state and environment, i *just* had a series of panic attacks in italy b/c i thought i could handle it on my own) and the first school didn’t have a/c and it was fucking 101 outside every day and i dont do well in heat, and by that, i mean i hyperventilate, i get dizzy, i get lightheaded, i get emotional and frightened and stressed and cant sleep. the professor who asked if we read the chapter (I DID) and then pointed at me to explain what i read (I DIDNT FUCKING UNDERSTAND IT), and when i finished he just laughed and told me to sit down and pretty much called me an idiot in front of everyone and i started crying. (i also got a 0 so i failed the reading since he didnt believe i read it). at *that* school there were no therapy or counseling or offers like that. the art building made me cry and feel unsafe (i couldnt control it), having to walk *all* the way back to my dorm building at 12AM b/c that’s when my one class ended was *terrifying* then in a different school it was just i had a class that made me physically uncomfortable to be in. i *hated* being in the freshman course for feminism so much. not b/c i hate the material, but i felt so “other” and uncomfortable b/c im a trans woman being asked about my male perspective on shit and i just. i remember leaving because i just felt upset and depressed and i couldn’t get over the really bad dysphoria i kept having in that class (the professor there was the reason i went to counseling on campus, she’s the one who referred me to it in the first place). on top of that, the dorm i was told id be getting was a fucking lie. i was supposed to have one or 0 roommates. i got 5 roommates. beds didn’t fit me b/c of my height (i slept with the back of my feet on an iron bar). the food was straight fucking garbage. one of my roommates just randomly touched me all the time. hugged me, put arms around my neck, *kissed my cheek*. another was always drunk and loud. another talked about making bombs incessantly. one of them seemed actually concerned about me and he came in once or twice when i was face down on my bed just not moving b/c of therapy sessions and talked to me once or twice to make sure i was still alive. friday mornings in winter id be up at 5AM, trying to get ready without waking any of the 5 other people, then walk outside with no access to breakfast/coffee/anything (b/c too early) to get to a class across and off the campus i had to walk to (and when snow was present my feet were numb b/c of all the water that got into my shoes). and then there was the legit getting 4 hours of sleep if that a week. eating basically nothing. extremely suicidal and getting to the point where i was having days where i legitimately could not discern what was real and wasn’t. and then i left ‘cuz my other option was to be hospitalized. from there its just been attempts at online schools. which i already tiraded about above. i mean fuck id be happy if i *could* just go work in retail and make a decent wage and not have to work every waking hour of my life to make it work. like. i *wish* i was lucky enough to be one of those “i had no degree but x really liked my resume” stories i always read about. i *wish* writing and publishing a book was considered and *was* a viable career option without needing to get really fucking lucky. im passionate about writing fiction, but in order to do that professionally, i need a 4 year degree from an institution. i can technically publish something, but if no one ever hears about it or cares, then it doesn’t become a job to have and it does little else. and then there’s also just a lot of irl shit i keep worrying about and dwelling on and nearly making some really fucked up or stupid decisions in the interim. and idk i just i wish i was one of those ppl who felt like they had a future and aren’t likely to die before age 25. or one of those people who just *does* something and it works out and they get to exist.

[kujo1597]

Actually, That Was a Good Thing

A fire left Peridot with nothing and nowhere to go, she contacted former classmates and one of them told Lapis about the situation. Lapis let Peridot move in with her and they developed a friendship.

One year later Peridot met a beautiful woman named Amethyst at the club and they kept in touch over the phone.

Part three of the “Maybe That Wasn’t Such a Bad Thing” series. Read it on Archive of Our Own! (Or don’t, I basically summed up the first two parts at the beginning of this post.)

Chapter 1

Ams: Oh my god Peri, the Lil Butler reboot looks awful!

Ams: Like, it barely has anything to do with the old show yknow.

Peridot: I KNOW THE RECENT CPH MOVIE WAS THE SAME WAT HOW           HARD IS IT TO BE FAITHFUL TO THE SOURCE MATERIAL

Ams: I never watched CPH but I heard the movie was bad.

Peridot: BAD IS AN UNDERSTATEMENT

Ams: The Jem movie was god-awful! And not even in a funny way.

Peridot: I NEVER WATCHED JEM

Ams: Ha! Not surprised, even I’m a bit young to grow up with Jem.

Peridot: WAIT HOW OLD ARE YOU I ASSUMED WE WERE THE SAME AGE

Ams: 30 Per

Peridot: OH IM 25

Ams: Jeeze, you have to wait before your childhood shows get bad reboots. ;p

Peridot: ITS ALREADY HAPPENED YOUVE SEEN THE CN SCHEDULE

Peridot chuckled as her and Amethyst’s conversation about terrible TV shows and movies continued. She didn’t expect that cool and beautiful woman she met at the club to be such a TV geek.

Peridot faintly heard her phone ringing and lifted her head from her drool-covered pillow.

She groaned and squinted at her clock but the combination of tiredness and not wearing glasses made the numbers very hard to make out.

11:27PM?

Who calls at that time?

Peridot answered her phone and heard a somewhat familiar voice on the other end.

"Hey Peri, what's up?"

It was Amethyst.

"Sleeping," Peridot replied.

Or, at least she thought she did. It's hard for Peridot to form words right after waking up.

"Ah shoot, I woke you up, didn't I?" Amethyst sounded a bit guilty. "I just wanted to talk but I can call some other time."

"I'm already awake," Peridot briefly wondered if it came out snippish.

"Nah, it can wait, I just saw the latest teaser for the final season of Ninja Keith and had to talk about it," Amethyst was clearly suppressing her excitement. "Steven's asleep so I called you."

"We can talk about it now, just give me a minute so I can watch it."

The two chatted about the show until two in the morning.

Over the next month Peridot and Amethyst called and texted each other on several occasions.

Peridot never really had a friend before.

It was nice.

Peridot yawned while reading her menu, she had stayed up quite late texting Amethyst. This was becoming a regular occurrence which is unfortunate for early-riser Peridot.

"Hey," Lapis addressed the sleepy young-adult across the table. "You can sleep later, we have errands to run."

Peridot dismissively waved her hand. "I know, I just had another late..." she trailed of when she noticed a waitress with long lavender hair tied up in a high ponytail walking by.

"Cute girl?" Lapis asked, clearly amused.

"Oh no, was it obvious that I looked?" Peridot asked with a blush.

"Yeah, you can't exactly subtly turn your head," Lapis put her hand on the top of her head to replicate Peridot's sky-high hairdo.

"Oh, heh, right. Um, you remember how I met a girl when you dragged me to the club?"

"You mean when I invited you because you need to get out more?"

"Whatever."

“Yeah, I remember you mentioning a girl. Was that her?”

Peridot nodded. “She said she’s a waitress but not where she works. I didn’t expect to see her here.”

“You gonna go talk to her?”

“I... don’t know,” Peridot fiddled with her fingers.

“You’ve been chatting for a while, you should ask her to meet you after work.”

“Talking on the phone is different,” Peridot’s voice got quiet. “She can’t see me over the phone.”

The change of tone took Lapis by surprise. “She saw you at the club.”

“In strange dim lighting. She had no way of seeing just how bad my burns look.”

“That’s never been a problem before.”

“Yeah, well,” Peridot gestured at Amethyst. “I’ve never met somebody so beautiful and perfect before.”

Lapis took a good look at Amethyst. “Peridot, she has a cleft lip and her left eye’s really squinty. She’s not exactly perfect.”

"Those are such tiny flaws. This," Peridot waved her hand around her face, "isn't a tiny flaw and a significant amount of my body's like this. You know, you've seen it."

Lapis shrugged. "It's not as bad as you think. You only think it's really bad because you know what you used to look like. Amethyst likes you. She gave you her number and you suck at starting conversations so she must keep coming back to you."

"Yeah, she always starts the conversations."

"Knew it. I think you should go up to her. You two will meet eventually, wouldn't it be best to do it soon? If she is repulsed by a little thing like your burns then she's not worth your time anyway."

Peridot put her finger to her chin in thought. "You may have a point..."

As Peridot weighed her options she faintly heard Lapis talking to someone.

"Peri?!"

Amethyst's excited voice snapped her out of it.

"Ah! Amethyst!" Peridot's voice cracked  in shock.

"Good to see you again," Amethyst said with a grin. "Wish I could chat but I'm pretty busy."

"What time do you get off work?" Peridot blurted out far louder than she intended. She could feel the blush spreading across her face and ears.

Amethyst had an amused look on her face. "I get off at four-thirty."

"I-i-if you want we could hang out for a bit then eat supper together."

"Yeah, sounds great," Amethyst said with a smile then rushed off to do her job.

"See you then," Peridot said quietly even though Amethyst was long gone.

She turned around and met Lapis' smug gaze. "I don't know if I should love you or hate you right about now."

"You should love me, I just got you a date."

Peridot arrived right as the clock struck 4:30PM she pulled out her phone as she stood outside the restaurant door.

It was only a fifteen minute wait before Amethyst came sprinting out of the door.

"Woah," Amethyst nearly ran into Peridot. "Oh hey Peri. Were you here long?"

"Nah, it wasn't that long."

"Cool, cool. Are you up for some walking? I'd like to swing by my place to change."

"Yeah, I'm fine with that. We can also talk and choose where to eat."

The pair started off for Amethyst's house.

"So Peri, what's the deal with you and Lapis?"

"Deal?" Peridot asked, obviously puzzled.

"Yeah, I know you and Lapis are roommates but are you dating or anything?"

Peridot nearly burst out laughing. "Oh no, we're good friends but that's it. Lapis graciously opened her home to me when I had nothing and nowhere to go," Peridot thought a second. "Well, I guess I could have moved back to Alberta and in with my dad. But to be frank, I really don't want to get on another plane any time soon."

Peridot nervously laughed.

“Chill homegirl,” Amethyst put her hand on Peridot’s shoulder. “We’re just hangin’ out. No different from our texts and phone calls ‘cept we’re face-to-face.” Amethyst didn’t get much of a response but she sort of expected that. “So what do you want to do before dinner?”

“We both enjoy video games so I thought we could go to Funland Arcade for a bit.”

“Sounds good and Fishstew Pizza’s close by so we could eat there.”

“Sure, that works for me.”

They continued to walk and talk and eventually they reached a large beachfront property.

Amethyst opened the door and led Peridot to a couch in the livingroom.

“I’ll be back in a sec, make yourself comfortable,” she said before heading upstairs.

Several minutes later Peridot heard footsteps coming from the stairs. She expected to see Amethyst but instead saw a short chubby boy with curly black hair.

“Oh my gosh,” the boy exclaimed looking at Peridot all starry-eyed. “Are you Peridot?”

The boy’s staring made Peridot a bit uncomfortable. “Yeah.”

He chuckled and jauntily walked up to Peridot. “Amethyst told me all about you! I’m Steven by the way.”

Hearing that Amethyst talks about her made Peridot quite happy and much more relaxed. A smile reached her lips.

But there was a kid to entertain. “So you’re Steven, Amethyst told me about you.”

Steven beamed at Peridot. “She did?”

Peridot giggled. “Yes, she did. This visit is a bit impromptu, if I knew I was coming ahead of time I would have brought some of my spare G.U.Y.S. with me.”

“You have G.U.Y.S.”

“Yes, I collect lots of toys and figurines. I have G.A.L.S. too.”

Steven squealed. “That’s so cool!”

“I dunno, I think it’s pretty nerdy.”

Amethyst’s voice took Steven and Peridot by surprise. “But I like nerdy so it’s cool.”

“I don’t know if I’ll ever understand your vocabulary,” Peridot said.

Amethyst laughed. “You’re an egghead, you’ll figure it out eventually.” She then held out her hand. “C’mon, let’s go.”

After saying their goodbyes to Steven, Peridot and Amethyst walked to the arcade.

They started off by playing some fighting games against each other.

“Wait, you use grapplers too?” the surprise was clear in Amethyst’s voice.

“Yeah, they’re a lot of fun and their designs are usually really cool,” Peridot replied amused.

“Dude, I pegged you as the type to use trap characters and zoners.”

Peridot shrugged. “I dabble with those. It depends on the game. But I always go straight for the grappler.”

They completely lost track of time playing the fighting games. Before they knew it well over two hours had passed.

The only reason they stopped was because Peridot’s fingers and right wrist were stiff and sore.

“You okay?” Amethyst asked Peridot who had started to bend and flex her sore joints.

“I’m fine, that just happens sometimes,” Peridot rolled her sleeve up a bit to show her wrist to Amethyst. “Skin grafts are a bit stiffer and more taut than normal skin so I sometimes need to do stretches.”

“Oh, I had no idea.”

“I didn’t expect you to, I only know that because a third of my body’s covered in them.”

The number really surprised Amethyst.

And Peridot could tell. “It’s mostly on my back so it’s not that bad. It’s the ones on my wrist and upper arm that are the problem.” Regret started to bubble up in Peridot’s gut when she saw Amethyst’s blank face. “Sorry, I made you uncomfortable.”

“Oh, no, nononono, Peri, I just- wow, I can’t wrap my head around it. That’s actually pretty amazing. You’re really tough.”

Peridot laughed. “I don’t know about that.”

“It’s true! Not everybody can walk away from a thing like that. You’re pretty impressive.” 

Peridot burst into a giggle fit.

"I'm gonna keep saying it until you believe me," Amethyst wrapped her arm around Peridot's shoulders then poked her on the nose.

"I believe you, I'm just so relieved. I was really worried about how you'd react to seeing me in decent lighting. You're so gorgeous!"

Amethyst's face was completely covered a blush. "Whaaaaat?"

"It's true!" Peridot was now blushing too. "You're the most beautiful woman I ever laid eyes on."

Amethyst buried her face in her hands.

Peridot laughed slightly villainously. "I will keep calling you gorgeous until you believe me."

"You think you're sooooo smooth, huh?"

"Stars no! I'm the biggest nerdy mess ever! Luckily, you're kind of a nerd yourself."

"Ha, that's true," Amethyst took Peridot by the hand. "So, how about this 'gorgeous woman' takes a certain 'nerdy mess' to the pizza parlor?"

"Wasn't that the plan?"

"Yeah, but it's kinda late now."

"We have to eat anyway," Peridot said with a shrug. "I have a terrible habit of getting too into coding to eat so I'm kind of used to not eating supper until late at night."

"Oh dude, you have no idea how many times I had a pizza for a midnight snack."

"A whole pizza?" Peridot raised an eyebrow.

"Well, it was just a medium pizza, nothing too big."

"I don't think I'll be able to eat an entire pizza."

"We can order a large pizza, you eat what you can and I'll finish it off. Sound good?"

Peridot nodded.

While they were talking they arrived at Fishstew Pizza. They walked in and sat at a table.

"So what kind of pizza are you thinking of?" Amethyst asked. "I'm cool with whatever."

Peridot hummed in thought. "I'm in the mood for something spicy."

"You have good taste."

"Oh, you like spicy food too?"

Amethyst grinned and nodded. "Spicy's the best!"

"Then spicy it is."

Peridot ordered the pizza which her and Amethyst greatly enjoyed as they made casual conversation.

After the meal they hugged and parted ways.

Peridot arrived at her home and called out to Lapis.

"I'm gonna lie in bed, my leg's killing me!"

She walked into her room and smiled when she saw her little brown havanese curled up on her bed sound asleep.

Peridot sat on the edge of her bed, fondly gave her dog a pat then removed her prosthesis and sprawled out checking her social media on her phone.

Soon after Max woke up and took his place on Peridot's tummy.

Lapis came into Peridot's room some time later.

"So, how was your date?"

"I'm not entirely sure that was a date," Peridot said. "I mean, we held hands soooo... maybe?"

"Woah, slow down there, you're already holding hands?" Lapis' voice was dripping with sarcasm.

"Shut up," Peridot was giggling. "We also hugged and neither of us was sad."

"So what'd you guys do other than hold hands and hug?"

"We spent a few hours playing fighting games at the arcade, we then shared a pizza. AndIwasfeelingreallyselfconciousafterItoldAmethysthowmanyburnsIhaveandthenIblurtedoutthatIthinkshe'sgorgeousbecauseshecalledmeamazing."

"What was that last part?"

Peridot's face was bright red. "I told Amethyst just how much of my body's covered in burns and she said I was amazing. I felt really relieved and then I blurted out that I think she's the most beautiful woman I ever met."

"How'd she react?"

"She blushed and tried to brush off the compliment. It really surprised me. It was as if she has never been told that before."

"That's very possible. Amethyst's kind of pretty but in a really specific way. You're into short stocky girls and piercings. It's actually kind of crazy how up your alley she is. And she probably thinks you're pretty attractive so getting a compliment from you must've been exciting for her."

"I guess? She did call me cute at the club."

"That's good and she thinks you're amazing, you two are also always chatting. I think you have a shot with Amethyst."

"Yeah, I think so too," new confidence began to fill Peridot's body. But there was a problem. "I've never dated before, can you give me advice?"

"I'm really not the best person to ask, I suck at dating. You should just go with your gut, it's working so far."

"Go with my gut," Peridot muttered. "Thanks Lapis."

"Yeah, don't mention it," Lapis waved it off. "G'night."

"Night."

After getting ready for bed Peridot sent a message to Amethyst.

Peridot: I HAD A GREAT TIME TODAY THANK YOU FOR HANGING OUT WITH ME

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4, 5, 9, 11, 13, 16, 18, 23, 29, 49, 43, 50, 51, 53, 57, 58, 72, 93. sorry i know it’s a lot but i’m super indecisive

holy shit thank you !!! i kinda want a distraction rn so this is perfect 

4. how did your elementary school teachers describe you?

going off what they said to my mum at parent-teacher interviews, i was disobedient (i’d finish my work quickly, go back to reading my book, and then refuse to do any additional work), too loud (i had no idea how to regulate my voice volume), and had no social skills (this actually happened. what was supposed to be a 10 minute conference turned into half an hour of the teacher telling my parents how behind i was, and my dad yelled at me for it when he got home bc ‘how i act reflects on him’. i was 10 years old). 

5. do you prefer to drink soda from soda cans, soda bottles, plastic cups or glass cups?

i don’t drink soda bc i don’t like the bubbles + sweetness, but when i drink water n occasionally juice i like glass cups. i reuse old candle jars as cups so they’re thick and i like when theyre cooler than plastic 

9. favorite smell in the summer?

fruit !!!! i love mangoes and bananas and nectarines and passionfruit and when im cutting them up in the morning and i smell them OOFT i am a happey. my friend got me a fruit candle so i can smell it whenever i want now ! 

11. what you have for breakfast on an average day?

realistically, nothing. my routine this year is WHACK and its different on different days and apparently, according to my brain, if there’s no time for it on one day then there’s time for it on 0 days. throw in the fact that im still trying to recover from my ED and its a fun mess. that being said, this morning i made myself eat; i had banana, blueberries, strawberries, a blueberry bagel with peanut butter and some coffee (and maybe it was the only thing i ate today besides some veggies for dinner but it was before 10am hence breakfast)

13. lanyard or key ring? 

lanyard. my keys are on a smashCon lanyard from last year, with a bunch of pins bc my pins kept falling off my bag 

16. most comfortable position to sit in?

cross legged (except its more like a lotus pose, im way too hypermobile). idk if its a sensory/autism thing, but i absolutely cannot sit with my legs flat on the floor, and  i dont really like chairs at all. i like my desk chair though bc its kind of like a bucket seat, and i chose it specifically bc its a perfect size for me to cross my legs comfortably and be able to work at my desk 

18. ideal weather?

sunny, but not too sunny. slight warm breeze. not so bright that there’s glare. around 21-25 degrees celsius. 

23. strange habits?

dude. i’m autistic w a bunch of other mental health and just a fucken weird personality. i got strange habits from the second i wake up to the second i go to bed 

29. best way to bond with you?

accept me as i am. understand that there are some things i do differently, especially in regards to communicating. be patient and try to learn how i connect. i promise i’m trying to meet you on your level, but you gotta meet me on mine, or else you’re gonna get the facade i put up so people will tolerate me 

43. hoodie, leather jacket, cardigan, jean jacket or bomber jacket?

HOODIE. i love having things on my head, so when im overwhelmed, hoodies are my substitute blanket. i’m also really picky when it comes to materials and i especially dont like anything too stiff, but i did recently buy a denim jacket that’s pretty soft so i’m trying to get used to that

49. what saying or quote do you live by?

i don’t really have one?  

50. what made you laugh the hardest you ever have?

probably something dumb that my dog’s done. he does dumb shit all the time. for example: yesterday, he was licking things when he thought i wasn’t looking (he doesn’t understand the concept of peripheral vision its p funny). i told him not to lick my brother’s guitar, which is just hanging on the wall bc he doesn’t actually play it, and its covered in dust. leon licked the guitar, and then acted all indignant that he got a mouthful of dust and stood by his waterbowl until i turned on the tap, bc apparently bowl water isn’t good enough for my princess of a dog. this is super off track but basically, my dog is really silly and he makes me laugh and i love him a LOt 

51. current stresses?

uni, the fact that i’m currently exhausted and burnout from my jobs and volunteering and study, the fact that im super isolated socially, i feel like im not good enough for my course and i dont deserve a place in it, and the fact that my mum wants me to go to the dentist but dentists are absolute hell for me and i just. cant deal w that right now  

53. what is the current state of your hands?

really short nails, and callouses on my four left fingers from strings (the short nails are also bc i scratch myself). the fingers on my left hand are stronger than my right, and i have three crooked fingers from when i broke them in separate incidents in HS. i have indents from bite marks on my left hand. my hands are super cold, not just bc its winter but they always seem to run colder than everyone else. they’re also really dry, a combination of winter and the fact that the packaging that my work uses in stock boxes makes them dry ? its really weird + also bad stim 

57. the three biggest struggles you’ve overcome?

hhhhhhhi wouldn’t say i’ve fully ‘overcome’ all of these but 1. making it through high school and living to be an adult- i’d always assumed i’d be dead by 16. i spent most of high school suicidal and without appropriate help. 2. performance anxiety. this sounds dumb, but mastering this has allowed me to pursue the degree i always thought was a pipe dream, an impossibility. i’m in a place now where i’m doing what i want, something i care about, and i actually don’t regret waking up every morning because of it. 3. managing to navigate things like the crowded city, buses, work and classrooms every day. i’m a massively sensory avoidant person. post high school, i literally didn’t physically leave the house from a combination of depression but also not wanting to deal with overstim when it wasn’t strictly necessary. on one hand, i know im pushing myself a bit, esp when i get physically sick from being constantly overstim with no breaks during the week, but i’m also proud of myself for trying to manage these things now instead of doing everything in my power to avoid them 

58. four talents you’re proud of having?

i’m good at looking after my dog, and loving my dog (and he loves me back so a talent worth having. i think im good with most dogs but ESPECIALLY my dog). i’m creative; i’m a musician, i’m a visual artist, i write, i’m constantly coming up with things. my brain is good at finding connections and memorising content just by understanding. i dont really think i have anything else 

72. worst subject?

MATHS. my hs made me take it all the way to year 12 and i absolutely fucken failed it (im not kidding in year 10 my highest mark on a test was 38% and it really didn’t improve from there) 

93. nicknames?

charles, and basically any way you can wrongly pronounce my name (e.g, chorlie)