#absolute goddess of a woman fr

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Howdy folks. I’ve said I’d make a rant about this for a while. It’s time.

Let’s start with the basics. Mesopomatia is the earliest known human civilization. Humans existed before them, but this was the first “city”. They also made the first writing. This rant also kinda covers Sumerian tuff, because the two groups had a bit of a merging.

You know what transgenderism is. You’re on tumblr dot com. Chances are you are a transgenderist yourself

Transphobes often say that transgenderism is a “new concept” and that “nobody was trans 20 years ago”. For the record, you don’t have to go as far back as Mesopotamia. There’s Greece, Egypt, Hawaii, and tons of others I fail to remember. But yeah, we date back to The First City.

The First People believed in many gods, one of which you’ve likely heard of. Today’s subject: Inanna/Ishtar, The Queen of Heaven (I’ll be calling her Inanna, as it’s her original name). She was the goddess of Sex, War, and Justice. The most notable things she was believed to do were changing people’s genders and being an absolute queen. Like fr she slayed-

Anyways, the “transgender power” as I’m gonna call it because it's funny, is well documented in poetry fragments, with the direct quote “To turn a man into a woman and a woman into a man are yours, Inanna.” This was written by Enheduanna, Inanna’s High Priestess from Ur (Ur is a city).

Speaking of Inanna’s Priests and Priestesses, they were actually known for their androgyny. Poems and Dedications to Inanna often included them, with the direct depiction of the goddess transfer-ify-ing them. It’s unknown if these and the Gala are the same priests, so I’ll add a little space and talk about them for a bit.

The Gala were priestesses for Inanna created by the god Enki (who is really fuckign cool for non-trans reasons (might talk about him sometime)) to sing for her. Mourning Rites previously sung by women got taken over by the Gala, and as men joined, they adopted ALL societal roles and expectations of women, switching to female names and singing in the Sumerian eme-sal dialect, which was reserved for women trying to render the speech of female gods. The Gala looked after the sick and poor, and were highly respected by the rest of the Mesopotamian peoples.

Time to talk about the Pilipili! They were a group of cultic performers who worshiped Inanna, with the name coming from a person named Pilipili. They were raised as a woman (according to Mesopotamia’s gender roles), and were blessed by Inanna and given the name Pilipili. Inanna gave them a spear, an item associated very heavily with masculinity “as if she were a man” and they are only referred to as “The Transformed Pilipili” from that point on. “Spear'' is also thought to have phallic meaning here, which is even more directly saying that Inanna trans’ed Pilipili’s gender.

How about we move beyond the cult on Inanna now? A statue (or technically statuette but honestly whatever) found in the city of Mari depicts a singing woman. But wait! The name of the depicted person is “Ur-Nanshe”, a masculine name! This might mean nothing, but honestly, you’d assume transgenderism too if you met a woman named Steven. The statue has a soft face with traces of makeup, and it’s got tiddies!

A statue in the British museum (which for the record should not be in there. give it back) has a label translated as “Hermaphrodite of Inanna”. Hermaphrodite has a different meaning now, which a different translator, Cheryl Morgan, recognized, stating that “person-man-woman” would be more accurate. We don’t know specifics about their gender, but clearly this was a person outside of the gender binary who was not only significant enough to have a statue of them made, but also assumedly well-liked!

So, to summarize, Ancient Mesopotamia viewed genderqueer individuals as:

often blessed by the Queen of Heaven

transgender-ify-ed by said Queen of Heaven

well respected enough to be priests

said cult of trans priests was also said to be made by another god in devotion to Inanna

significant and well-liked enough to have statues of them

sounds like we should take some notes from our ancestors, huh?

[k0yaz]

Alright, how about some DRV3 smut/light-fluff headcanons for Kaede, Miu, and Tsumugi (separately) having a mutual masturbation session with their male s/o

drv3 mutual masturbation hcs

Pairings: kaede akamatsu, miu iruma, tsumugi shirogane x male!reader

CW: nsfw, amab reader, mutual masturbation (OBVIOUSLY), miu iruma (yes, she is a content warning atp.), FREAKY ASS SHIIII, very heavy nsfw like very, inventions for horny purposes, passing out, praise

A/N: IM GONNA BE SO FR I WAS SCARED TO WRITE THIS BC I THOOGHT ID FUCK IT UP BUT IM NOT A PUSSY SO YAYAYSYS

At first, Kaede would be slightly nervous to indulge in something like this with you. Mostly embarrassed.

You’d have to reassure her that you wouldn’t judge and that the two of you were just experimenting. You let her know that she didn’t have to do this if she didn’t want. Eventually, she works up the courage to agree doing this with you.

During these sessions, Kaede enjoys it when the two of you face each other. There was something intimate about way both of you heaved heavy breaths while pleasuring yourselves. It usually brought the feeling that the two of you were doing this to each other instead.

Her breaths slow and labored as her hand dips between her parted thighs, circling her clit slowly. Kaede’s head is slightly tilted back as she squeezes her eyes shut, beads of sweat piling against her forehead.

If you gently gesture her to open her eyes, they’d soften slightly upon seeing your own heavy lidded expression as your hand pumped your cock.

Often times, her eyes would dart between your legs to help herself out.

She’s the type to ask you if the two of you could finish at the same time, holding herself back if you weren’t about to come just yet.

When you two are done, PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE praise her and tell her she did good

Cuddle my sweet girl or smth please ‼️

On the other hand, Miu is absolutely bratty and insufferable during your sesh.

Constant. CONSTANT teasing when you bring it up.

Or maybe she’d bring it up first. This woman’s a freak fr so we’d never know who asked first.

Well obviously she’d agree almost immediately

Would definitely try and bring one of her inventions into bed. Probably an abnormally fast mechanical cockring to help you get off. Or maybe even an…oddly shaped vibrator (COUGH COUGH THAT ONE SPRITE OF HER.)

Once you two are finally in bed, Miu is absolutely a moaning mess, it almost sounds fake. She’d sneak glances at you as she’s fingers deep inside her own cunt, and snap at you if your eyes are closed—insisting that you have the honor of looking at her “goddess body.”

Any position is good with her, but on the condition that you have to have a perfect view of her legs parted and her sopping pussy.

She ends up bringing atleast one of her inventions regardless of what you say.

Definitely contemplating reaching over and jacking you off herself once you start getting tired, but held herself back.

Does not stop after just one orgasm. Makes you go for atleast 3-4 rounds of getting yourself off. This freak is drooling while you do this too.

After she’s done…you have to cuddle her cause she’s passed out from the fact that she brought her own demise with her inventions.

Miu is such an ass tho I love her sm

Surprisingly, Tsumugi is the most “unsure in how she’s doing” one?? Like more than Kaede- Okay that might have been a shitty headcanon but that’s how I feel so ha

I genuinely think this woman can’t do a full masturbation sesh yk? I’ll elaborate what that means later but she doesn’t hesitate or contemplate further on it when you ask. In fact, I feel like she COULD bring it up herself, but not likely.

Strangely enough, she’d sit between your legs facing away, so that her back is flush against your chest. It provides a strange sense of security to her.

She’d sigh softly as she noticed your hand stroking your own cock in the corner of her eye as she slipped her middle finger into her pussy, eyes heavy lidded and mouth hung open.

She would grind her hips back to meet yours, hoping for a feel of your dick as she fingered herself. You on the other hand can’t help yourself, and buck your hips forward as your hand works along your cock.

As your tip brushes against her back, she’d breathe out shakily out of enjoyment.

Remember when I said she couldn’t do a full masturbation sesh? Well that’s cause you two end up having full on sex. She ends up not being able to hold back and straddles your waist, slipping herself onto your cock.

After you two are done, she falls asleep on your chest, breathing ragged and uneven.

Hey bonus points if she keeps her glasses on lol

A/N: mr requester person don’t get mad if I admit this and I mean no shade towards the request but if I’m being fr I didn’t enjoy writing this request as much but I don’t hate it like I was okay with writing it but I didn’t enjoy it iykwim sorry 😞😞

But there’s nothing wrong with this req so no worries it just felt weird to write cause yk I’m a skittle squad member so writing for male reader especially smut is awkward 😭😭

OK HAVE A GOOD DAYYY HOPE U LIKED IT

[alluralater]

i just want to say that i have been watching the two of you fall in love since october and its the sweetest thing to witness, im endlessly happy for you both

i showed this to her and she was like "we really thought we weren't being obvious" LMFAOO. settle in for some romantic gushing <3

can you believe i pulled her?? i still cannot. i mean i know i'm funny but goddamn. to be able to fulfill her in so many ways is a privilege and a pleasure. she and i were made for one another. for instance, the first time i saw her, my legs gave out. that only happens when i'm overwhelmed with romantic sensation OR when i'm so turned on, like excruciatingly turned on with someone. in her case it was both, the only case of both. let's just say i'm glad there was a surface nearby for me to hold onto. do you know how hard it is to be smooth and collected with a woman like this??? a goddess in both mind and body??? we tried so hard not to fall in love. at the beginning we were joking around about it and being so unserious. now it's completely serious and has been for a while. the first time she said she was falling in love with me i felt like i got the fucking wind knocked out of me. it was so forceful that i can't even call it an exhale because it wouldn't be true. this was all the breath pulled from my lungs like someone removing ribbon from spool in unexpectedly quick fashion. fate brought us together and i'm very grateful to know her. i was the first between us to say i was falling in love with her. i waited awhile even after i knew. i've never been the first to say that to anyone before. it wasn't scary like people say it is. it was... certainty. it was calm and relief. saying it aloud felt like i had let something go from within me that had been dying to leave for longer than i realized. when she said it to me i was practically levitating. she hid how she felt for a long time for fear that it would scare me off, and honestly it was probably the best move. i'm glad she let me be the one to say it first. she would not have scared me off but it was amazing being able to say that to someone and completely mean it without the pressure of them forcing me to do so. we both have a history of people becoming infatuated with us without actually knowing us and so we were really comfy with one another and just letting things go wherever they went. we prioritized our friendship. comfort, communication, and safety above all. less than 5% of our interactions happen on tumblr but i am really thankful now that i started this blog. i'm sure fate would have guided us together some other way but i'm grateful i met her now. the universe sent her to me when my life was in massive disarray and i was even more against the idea of allowing love into my life. aphrodite fr said "you're silly. time to get clowned" lmfaoooo. AND?? did i mention she's perfectly made for me when it comes to sex too, like what the fuck?? no person should ever be this perfect and exist outside of fiction/fantasy but she does. i need to hire someone to craft the absolute most beautiful engagement ring that has ever been seen by human eyes. a goddess like her deserves that at the very least <3

@maidenpalais i will cherish you always.

[verawhisk]

i dont know dick or shit about dnd or baldur's gate but i looooove how much minsc's line "in my homeland we hid young wizard boys away so mystra wouldn’t take them” reveals so much about the gender roles in certain civilizations… like imagine a culture in which girls are bred to be rulers and leaders but the boys are forced to practice in silence and secrecy because of this predatory goddess… if gale grew up in that sort of climate it would totally explain why hes like that. he's super clingy and emotionally attached after knowing you for like a second and how can you blame him when he's been essentially trapped in a tower his whole life (a la rapunzel) and you're this daring dashing leader gently guiding him towards his destiny (a la flynn rider) -- ESPECIALLY if you're a female tav because for all he knows WOMEN are the rulers and leaders of this world. of course he thinks you're the sun and the moon and the stars. he barely has the faintest concept of male supremacy and sees himself as like this plaything at your disposal but sees you as a being with greater purpose and meaning in this world. he also has this yearning to be equal to mystra much like a woman yearns to be equal to a man… IT'S SO…. RRGJUHRGGHFJGFGFGH!!!!!!! GALE!!!!! I LOVE YOU POOKIE BEAR!!!!!!!

gale is once again reminding me that my favourite character trope/trait/characteristic is just "man experiences misogyny" LIKE THAT'S MY FAVOURITE OF ALL TIME SERIOUSLY LMFAO. a male character being systemically feminized and oppressed really makes him ten times more interesting to me. AND I MIGHT BE VERY VERY DELULU HERE but i think it informs even the little things about his character in the game… like how he's always the one in camp cooking meals and wearing the most modest pjs and sporting multiple brands of his goddess all over his body with his earring, tattoo, even the vaguely spiderish vein below his eye that looks like it might be attached to his tattoo acts as an indrect brand of mystra… OOH OOH and the way he always introduces himself as "gale of waterdeep" instead of "gale dekarios", the same way a woman takes her husband's last name and abandons her maiden name -- as if he sees himself as more valuable when associated with his home and not standing by himself…. definitely not by choice mind you but because it's just an innate belief drilled into his head from childhood… LOL IM SERIOUSLY FUCKING DELULU HERE but idk idk i just love this weird trope of male-misogyny that i just absolutely eat up and see in everything i play/watch because i'm insane. idk. gale is just so girl-coded, like he's such a girl to me. only the girlies understand him fr. like almost every man and about half of the women i've seen talk about the game HATE gale but you know what? the REAL ones will get him. TRUST.

[theshmeepking]

I LOVE AIKO SO MUCH I NEED MORE INFO

does she get along w the gang/ how does she get along?

*rubs my hands together evilly 😈*

nahh but fr, i think i wrote this down somewhere before but it's uh. kinda outdated now ._. sooooooo...

Lupin is easily the one she talks to the most outside of Jigen. She's known him the longest, having first met him at the same time she reunited with her brother, and he did help save her life back then, so he's the one she's most comfortable with. Plus, since he a) is close with Jigen and b) was involved in her kidnapping and rescue, she doesn't feel the need to be as secretive as she usually is and is able to be more open with him than most other people.

He comes around fairly often--sometimes with Jigen, sometimes without--and most of the time they have a couple of drinks and joke around, talk about life, shit like that.

He still tries to flirt with her because of course he does, he's Lupin, but weirdly enough he's more reserved and gentlemanly with her, especially when Jigen isn't around. When he is, Lupin likes to see how far he can push it before he is threatened with bodily harm. He usually get's shut down pretty quick, but whether they admit it or not they all know it's all in good fun.

tl;dr they get along pretty well! Lupin's definitely one of Aiko's closer friends both in and outside of the gang.

Goemon doesn't talk to her nearly as often as Lupin and Jigen. They've only met a handful of times, really. Having come around later than everyone else, he's a little behind on Aiko and her whole deal, so he's usually pretty quiet around her (though her being an attractive young woman who also happens to be his friend's sister doesn't help with that, either).

While they haven't spoken much, she seems to like him a lot. He's quiet and polite, which is a nice change of pace from how rowdy the rest of her boys seem to be. She still loves them, obviously, but it's nice to have someone a little less chaotic around for a change. Even if he is a modern day samurai carrying around a sword.

Truthfully he doesn't feel much different about her, though she does tend to be a little more boisterous than he is, especially when she's around people she's comfortable with (i.e. Lupin and/or Jigen) and double especially after she's had a few drinks. Still, she seems nice.

tl;dr they don't talk to each other very often but they like each other well enough.

Unfortunately there's not a whole lot to say about Fujiko or Zenigata since Aiko's never actually met either of them, only knowing about them from secondhand accounts courtesy of Lupin and Jigen. As far as she knows Fujiko's either an absolute bitch or a goddess who can do nothing wrong and Zenigata is the guy trying to put her brother and their mutual friend in jail. I imagine if they ever did meet Aiko would just be kinda wary around both of them. I can see her maybe warming up to them a little bit (more so Zenigata than Fujiko, though) but never enough to drop her guard around them, really.

I also feel the need to mention that because of a typo my friends and I now joke about Aiko being like, super down bad for Zenigata. Do what you will with this information.

Also he probably doesn't count but I briefly mentioned him in The Aible and also just want to talk about him a little bit but Dynamite Joe! He's a guy! Who may or may not have had sexual relations with her brother! Fun!

Basically Jigen set up Joe as Aiko's emergency contact because lord knows he's a hard man to reach and the list of people he trusts, especially with his sister, is like, microscopic. Joe was his only real option outside of the gang. She didn't really like talking to him at first since he was loud and scary and kinda gross but after a while they warmed up to each other and surprisingly ended up becoming pretty good friends and Jigen absolutely hates it.

[sodascribbles]

ok the sly cooper ones were fun so im making ahau/botw ones. gender and sexuality hcs galore <3

link (he/they) and zelda (she/they) are both trans just in different directions and i will Die on this Hill

sidon (he/him) is trans and i actually have evidence for this one but honestly hes also trans just based on vibes. i personally hc him as aroace bc hes just like me fr but a lot of people hc him as gay and that's valid too

not lgbt but he is autistic actually. again hes just like me fr

mipha (she/her) is transfem and though i dont have evidence for this one (in fact my evidence for sidon is. directly contradictory) im still right she told me herself /j

teba (he/they) is bi and polyam him and saki are also dating harth. i think hes cis adjacent but they/them wouldnt kill a guy

revali (he/him) is a trans gay man that's just canon /j. nothing else to say about him

saving the Gorons for last bc they have a different relationship w gender

urbosa (she/her) is a lesbian her and zeldas mom were in love im right she told me herself

riju (they/she) is a child actually. complicated relationship w gender bc of gerudo town

OK NOW FOR THE GORONS important thing to note they just dont have gender at least not in the way the rest of hyrule does so by earthly standards they're all nonbinary

daruk (any but prefers she/her) as w most gorons just does not care,, but likes she/her <3 shes gay i think but yknow im not entirely sure HOW

yunobo (any but prefers they/them) is ALSO a child and again just doesnt care but likes they/them

more speedrunning w side characters:

purah and impa are both transfem but purah is a trans girl and impa is nonbinary

robbies genderfluid i think

king rhoam is probably a lil homo/transphobic but he supports zelda and is therefore trying

king dorephan is cishet but supportive hes got bi wife energy

trying to think of other characters uhhhh

hylia is probably a terf ngl

the golden goddesses (din, nayru, farore) are probably supportive tho. but ive only ever seen them in the context of botw so maybe im wrong

ASTOR. transmasc gay and also transphobic and homophobic.

i think hestu is canonically nb but if they're not they are now. koroks also do not have gender

ok these are the funniest to me personally bc me and my little brother have the absolute BEST discussions about these ones (and dont give me any of that "they're just Creatures" shit you're right but im just having fun):

terrako is a woman

naboris and ruta are women

medoh is nb

and darunia is masc nb

ganon (in the context of calamity ganon) is nb and uses it/its

[prettybutter-flyy]

Sza released music! I want to give a review, a deepdive and a journal entry.

I just discovered sza honestly, like 2 weeks ago. I fell in love with Ctrl and when she released a new album just 2 weeks later that cemented her as my new favorite artist. Ive never been to a concert before- i want to go to her concerts. She gives me the vibes of someone i am AND someone i want to be at the same time.

I'll admit i avoided listening to her for a long time bc of her looks- she looked urban she looked impossible, how could i relate to her? But looking at Sza and listening to her is like two different experiences, bc looking at her and hearing her music she is a literal goddess and she makes me feel absolutely otherworldly, uplifted in her rifts and tone..

And then listening to her lyrics... she just like me fr. Like she was clearly a suburban black girl, who was average in her hometown, and grew up being overlooked by everyone, but she always knew she had indescribable talents. And then the fact that she lost weight and "glew up" (even tho she was goregous before) gave me hope that, hey im an average overweight black girl, i could look like her too. Those facts (that i probrably projected onto that poor woman) give her just a sense of relateability.

Sza is a relateable, timeless, sub/urban goddess and she manages to wear all those hats so fucking well in the album.. listening to SOS have me the eternal feeling of sitting in the car with my aunt, who was always unapologetically black, proudly booj-etto, always listening to india Arie and Erykah Badu, thinking "who will i be listening to when im your age?"

That's a really specific feeling, if you get it, you get it, but I'm gonna go into my review now.

Szas album was just what i needed. It was fresh, relateable and revolutionary. We explored so many different genres: rnb, pop, rock, rap, classic rap, and yet it ALL had signature sza (the riffs, the runs, the autotune/filter that makes her voice sound like that, the echos in the background). She exposed herself, to me anyways, as the black girl next door, the older one that i look up to. She knows who she is even when she doesnt. And shes a great antirole model. Bc she can be self destructive but she knows exactly WHY shes destroying herself, very in tune with her feelings.

The song that sticks out to me the most is Special.

I think its bc (im pretty sure im autistic and) i spent a LOT of my childhood just trying to blend in and be normal. And people you wouldnt expect (my mother and siblings) made fun of me for not understanding how to properly be social. And so i threw away the parts of me that made me special bc they made me stick out. Fuck man, i didnt deserve that. Now what? Im a loser with identity issues, struggling to figure myself out: what i like, how to create and enforce boundaries. And i imagine thats all too familiar of a story for many (autistic) people. And the worst part is i imagine that i did it to other pekple who understood even less than me how the world worked. They didnt deserve that either.

For a while, i was trying to figure out if cacooning was something i needed to do to discover myself. Im a very social person so im still not sure it is. But this album did make me realize maybe space is good. Not full isolation but magic happens when a creative gets bored. And i deserve that.

I want to elevate like sza but i want to be me. Bc no one else on this planet gets to have that experience and i think that's really special. Its the main thing im qualified for right?

[pirunika]

Now that the Lovestruck is ending i wanna say 1 more thing abt my fave series, route — the worst part of Astraeus' story is that you can't be less apologetic about destroying Olympus... (I wanted to like..rub it in Zeus' face (,,ΦωΦ,,) and like.. What gives? Why am I supposed to feel bad... other than like.. harming one of my friends (Cyprin) mother who i also don't care abt... they are there doing absolutely nothing good but being rich and petty

Fr tho never in a moment it felt like the DarKest EndIng as people like to say here, to me its in fact the only Good ending - you save a persecuted group from eternal torment and get to have revenge on the rich elite, get revenge on your unjustly sacrificed mother, gain your freedom and give knowledge to the ordinary people (knowing gods exist etc), have your own power w/o depending on the love interest and w/o giving yourself as sacrifice to Pantheon (everytime she declared she was ThE GoddEss of FaMilY in some of the other routes I cringed so hard.. No girl you ain't) I literally couldn't enjoy any other routes BC it simply does not compare.. At all

Hydra was good I guess but I thought the mc was too much of a damsel in distress and Hydra was a total asshole who's only redeeming quality was not liking Hades

Didn't read Medusa but from what I heard I know I wouldn't like it

Chimera and Cerberus... yeah nothing good to say about it Chimera was slightly better i cant get over the fact mc literally had to b passed around like sheep in Cerberus' story, oh good now Cerberus owns the mc bc he Fought W Another Man how romantic

Alex.. I could never get into it... idk can't really place it... But I can't see them anything but a friend to the mc - not even a crush.. It felt so mild and emotionless.. Anticlimatic.. WhERE ARE THE FEELINGS,, THE LOVE??? Annnd it lowkey pissed me off when the story said the mc's mom was buried in Olympus tho like -- no? i totally refuse that lol she died a horrible death bc of the gods.. no way let the woman Rest

Hades --- yeah the capitalist in a suit we established that.. i liked his route for a moment when i ignored %75 of it, wouldve liked it better if he had long hair and robes or sth different.. sth charming.. But nooo we cant let men be pretty here </3

[rottingflovver]

Random relationship (and just general stuff) headcanons for the ADA squad!!

Atsushi Nakajima 🐯

Soft boi

Smells like strawberries and vanilla

Don't question me on this, he just does

Also probably adores eating strawberries and vanilla, alongside ice cream and anything sweet really, but like, in moderation (it's gotta be a soft food tho)

He also likes fruits and veggies

A healthy boi

His ideal date would be sightseeing, just walking around town with his s/o and admiring the scenery

Would try to be really cheesy and say something like "you're prettier than any location we've been to" but he'd get too embarrassed halfway through so it would just come out as a stammering mess

He's adorable tho, you love him

When sleeping, if you sleep in one bed, he'd legit be like a big cat (no pun intended)

He'd be so warm, and his arms would be wrapped around you in a soft embrace

Prone to having nightmares so please comfort him

Ozamu Dazai 💀

The literal opposite of a soft boi

What I mean by this is that he's a straight up f-boy

Don't @ me, it's official; he's left every woman he's ever been with crying

But don't worry, once he gets attached to you, he'd be all giddy and happy whenever you even exist around him

My dude adores coffee (+ alcohol!)

Doesn't really eat much (please force him to eat more) but he's a sucker for sweets (I feel like he'd be really picky tho, like "no this brand of chocolate is absolute garbage I only eat the finest *insert niche brand literally no one has EVER heard of*"

We love him for it

He'd also really be into salty snacks, anything that has a crunch to it really

Did I mention that he smells like washed out Cologne mixed with his natural scent (+ the most recent way he tried to commit not-living)

His ideal date would be a coffee-date

He knows it's not much but that's where he feels the most relaxed and happy, so he wants you to experience that with him as well

Unlike Atsushi, this boy can FLIRT

Expect a cheesy remark every few seconds

It comes to the point where it's actually kinda annoying

Once you start firing it back at him (it's gotta be something sincere tho) he'd be flustered and kinda flabbergasted

Is also prone to nightmares, but don't expect to see this side of him unless he REALLY really trusts you

Kunikida Doppo 📚

Stoic boi

Idk how to explain this but I feel like the 🗿 emoji really represents him

Also he smells the most normal out of everyone ㅡ literally just some kinda nice perfume and neutral, washed out shampoo (by neutral I mean that you can't really identify what it is, but it's nice)

I feel like he'd be warm

Like not to Atsushi's level, but he'd be a good heat provider if it ever gets windy or rainy

Not to mention how comforting his hugs are, although, extremely awkward (he's so inexperienced with them Lord help him)

Also a sucker for coffee but that's because it's the only thing keeping him sane (and awake, Kunikida go to bed challenge)

He's a really good cook

Like it surprises you how many dishes he actually knows how to make, given how much time his work occupies

He's also more like your dad (or even mom tbh) than your boyfriend, because he's always nagging cuz of some idealistic criteria you failed to meet (ie. "cLeAn YoUr RoOm")

That's why his preference for dates are dates that don't even feel like them

It's literally just everyday activities

Going shopping together? Sure, he's down, gotta get it done anyway and it's nice to have company. You want him to teach you how to make a certain dish? Geez, finally, it's about time you start doing that yourself. You wanna join on a mission? That's a bit too dangerous, but you can meet him afterwards

Like do you get what I'm saying

It's so obvious you two have a thing for each other but he's just so damn dense and yet somehow gets super flustered at the same time

Compliment him on something he's insecure about and he'll be a mess for like 10 whole minutes (by this I mean he genuinely won't be able to utter a word)

Akiko Yosano 🦋

She listens to girl in red

Okay maybe not, but she definitely stans Dreamcatcher

I'll stop you get the point

Her favorite LOONA solo is Heart Attack

(That was the last one I swear)

But fr tho, she looks and acts scary but she's a whole sweetheart

Kind of cold but it's okay you can warm her up (melts if you do that)

Really scared of letting people get too close to her, but if you keep insisting and being nice to her she'll have to accept your love

ALSO fond of coffee (seriously what's with these people) and a mediocre cook (she's trying ok)

Will always be down to try and make something with you, whatever the dish may be

Smells like oranges and roses (not mixed, obvi on different days it's a different vibe)

Also sometimes has a lingering aftertaste of blood due to her job at the ADA and you're kinda just like 😶 about it because?? Do you tell her?? Does she know?? What do you do???

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Hint: you should definitely tell her tho

SHE FINALLY HAS A CONSISTENT SHOPPING BUDDY

Although she doesn't force you to carry everything around like she forces everyone else to, because you're special ✨

That would also be your assumption on what her favorite date is, but she can actually be pretty romantic!

Don't expect anything grandeur tho, it's just a fancy dinner date at a restaurant

Poor bb has been planning and saving up for this for months now so please appreciate it

She sleeps like a rock

She's just straight, like a soldier

Oh the irony

But I feel like if you were to hug her she'd instantly melt into your embrace

Is ALSO prone to nightmares (seriously what's with these people) but she doesn't wanna bother you with them

Edogawa Ranpo 👓

Praise him

Please

He has a praise kink

So please praise him

He's surprisingly soft

Maybe it's all the sweets he eats, but he's both soft to hug and soft personality wise

Oh yeah did I mention he emits an aura of candy

Like he walks into the room and you don't even have to look to know that it's him, cuz it'll just smell like sweets all of a sudden

Speaking of, he really adores them

To the point where you'll have to force him to eat something healthy from time to time as well, I mean, seriously, that much sugar CANNOT be good for you

If you give him some homemade baked goods (ei. cupcakes, brownies, cake, ect.) listen he will LITERALLY lose it

You're his angel now

No not even that, you're a GODDESS/GOD to him

(Yes he's that dramatic)

He likes taking you to see detective movies with him where he figures out the killer in the first 3 minutes

Also he gets lost so gosh darn easily; never ever let him out of your sight or he'll just be gone forever

Other than that, he lets you organize and plan the dates, cuz he thinks you could do a way better job at being romantic than he ever could

He's really okay with anything you wanna do ㅡ he's just happy to be with you

(Just don't take him to someplace where he can't eat candy)

Force him to eat spicy food and he's breaking up with you nckdndjc

When sleeping together, he's sprawled out across the mattress

In many ways he's just a big teddy bear, you can climb on top of him and sleep there and he'll just be chill with it

These next few ⬇ are only friendship hcs bc a sis doesn't wanna go to jail

Kenji Miyazawa 🐄

Baby boy, baby

Listen I can't explain it but he smells like grass and that fresh air country smell

Like you just know he does

LOVES getting head-pats

Loves giving them too!!

He's so confused when it comes to city stuff, so he'd much rather chill with you somewhere on a grass field

Expect to play a lot of tag and hide n seek with him!! It'll be extra fun if he drags Kyouka and Atsushi with him as well

Sometimes he'll randomly drop a country fact that seems so obscure to you (think; that one time he mentioned they just throw criminals off a cliff) and you'll just stare at him like; 👁 👄 👁

He loves to eat

Literally anything

"I love cows but I love eating them too"

He mentioned before that he shouldn't eat a lot cuz he has no power when full but you can't just??let him starve??

Give him an apple and water and he'll be fine

Introduce him to arcades and he'll get hooked in a matter of seconds

Kyouka Izumi 🌺

baby girl, baby

Loves to go sightseeing like Atsushi

Kind of stoic in the beginning but as she slowly warms up to you she'll be smiling all the time

Brings out Demon Snow to protect you if a leaf falls a little too threateningly

Cdndjdj no but fr ㅡ she never really had friends that accepted her and wanted to spend time with her so she really doesn't want anything to happen to you

You have to remind her that she's just a kid; she should be allowed to relax and enjoy the moment for a bit

Smells like flowers and death

The death part of it fades away with time

Spends a lot of time with Atsushi!! Meaning you will spend a lot of time with Atsushi as well

If you don't like him I'm sorry but you two just can't be friends

She has no idea what counts as friend activities and what doesn't so expect her to either: a) not propose anything, or b) propose totally obscure stuff

But if something cute catches her attention she'll make an attempt to guide you to it

Like if she thinks you two should eat ice cream she'll stare at a nearby ice cream shop intensely

Sadly missing Junichiro and Fukuzawa cuz I just don't know enough about them 😔 we sad

[blackberry-gingham]

Ok, concept, but do y'all think any of the boys would be down for us curvalishious women? Like fr?

Bc I can't stop thinking about the absolute POWER of walking around town with my skinnty ™ bug boy, hand in hand, beside my Ms Jessica Rabbit body 😪 Or even one of the boys with any curvy/plus size woman, tbh.

Like... Would their jaw drop if she pulled up in a fitted dress, their eyes tracing every inch of her perfect body, looking like the goddess Aphrodite herself?

Would they worship the thickness and caress her thighs and hips with revrent, shaking, slender hands?

Would they care if she weighed more then them, considering the awful stigma, both then and now? What if she had more muscle mass them them as a result of it? Would it bother them? Or would they ask her to put those powerful, gorgeous thighs to work, somewhere... else.

Would they kiss her stretch marks, every one, from her thighs to her hips and beyond with hungry lips and teeth and tell her the truth, that they're beautiful... Every bit as much as she is?

Would they encourage, even welcome her to do things like sit on their lap, or even... Get up on top? Because no, she's not "too big" or "too heavy", and yes, they think she's beautiful, and they want to see her body, if only she'll let them?

Just thinking about it 😪

[palmett-hoes]

Hi, I really loved your post with the monsters as Birds of Prey! Was wondering if you had any thoughts on the Foxes as Marvel or Mcu characters? I feel like I could see Dan as Carol Danvers and Andrew for sure is Jessica Jones, idk about the rest.

oh wow old post!!

haha unfortunately i’m not really a comics person so i don’t feel like i can really give the best analysis possible, but i have seen most of the mcu movies and bits and pieces of the netflix show so i’ll try my best. also im using dc characters too bc i want to

1. Dan: I think your instinct with Dan as Captain Marvel is spot-on (at least uhhh,, based on the movie lol sorry comics ppl). Her direct, forceful powers and fighting style are definitely reminiscent of dan’s no-nonsense leadership approach. similarly the themes of overcoming sexism and acceling in a male-dominated industry in the captain marvel movie is pretty much the same as dan’s story establishing herself as the first female exy captain (tho sports is way more valid than the military). plus there’s a lot of emphasis on love and friendship between women that dan is ALL about. also lashana lynch would be a god tier dan wilds fc. Dan could also def have that lawful good Okoye from Black Panther energy. Loyal, disciplined, no-nonsense leader. no powers except discipline. no hair. also danai gurira in 2012 with the dreads and the sword and the cape on TWD was definitely part of my middle school sexual awakening

2. Kevin: Aquaman. this is based pretty much exclusively on the fact that jason momoa is my #1 kevin fc and also that Pasifika kevin is phenomenal and mandatory, actually. otherwise i think he has a decent amount of stick-up-the-ass cyclops energy. or dick grayson nightwing energy but i don’t have any evidence for why. kinda looks like him tho

3. Andrew: andrew gets the most characters bc he’s my favorite. i think ur jessica jones instincts are absolutely correct, both in her storyline (i only watched the first season) and her powers. i’ve seen some powers au and the tendency seems to be giving andrew like,, psychic powers or the like, and i don’t really agree. andrew is a very direct character. he’s pragmatic, he confronts problems head on, and he doesn’t muck about in details. to me this really translates best into physical powers like super strength that help u big punch straight thru all ur problems. also i def think andrew would be not just a solo hero but a mercenary (or a detective) because he’s not altruistic enough to be a standard vigilante. he doesn’t care enough about other people to hang out on rooftops all night waiting for Crime to occur. there’s a price for that.  which brings us to the NEXT andrew hero: deadpool. maybe in personality more of a drugged andrew but the superpowered mercenary is really a perfect fit for andrew. also, healing powers have a decidedly tragic poetry to them on andrew. already he’s self-destructive, if he had a healing factor his concern for his own well-being would be so beyond rock bottom it’d be in the earth’s core. even worse when you remember that with a healing factor, as opposed to indestructibility, you still feel all the pain. which brings us to Wolverine and X-23, who have the same thematic points as deadpool but are much more of a personality match and they have knife hands, which i really think andrew would appreciate. ending that sadness train and onto another tho, andrew’s aesthetic and Vibes fit the Winter Soldier just SO well (just that movie tho, not really civil war or anything past that) and a reinterpretation of the captain america story using the twinyards would be incredibly interesting. and finally, one last hero that would work really well for andrew: rogue, only remove the angst around not being able to touch people, andrew would love that. one touch and their comatose? baller. don't fucking touch him.

4. Matt: Shazam. I didn’t see the shazam movie but my dad and brother did and they said it was very funny and all the trailors looked like it had a lot of fun himbo energy and i really think that fits. in terms of matching himbo disaster energy i think i’ve heard good things about comics hawkeye (not mcu). thor?

5. Aaron: Mr. Fantastic. now this might be a stretch but aaron is a character who uses a skin-deep veneer of anger to cover the fact that he’s actually quite pliant and bends to other people’s wills. and he’s a doctor or w/e. he could alse be like,, antman. he’s smart right? hank pym not paul rudd. katelyn can be wasp

6. Seth: Arm Fall Off Boy. no i will not elaborate.             ..... ugh fine, but i'm using my favorite piece of superhero media of all time: x-men evolution, the one where they're all teenagers in public high school. seth can be lance alvers/avalanche who’s a bit of a jerk and has a lot of issues with authority and has a rivalry with cyclops very reminiscent of seth with kevin, but still there’s the recurring theme that he’s lashing out because of low self-esteem and a bad situation and he’s a surprisingly sympathetic character who i’m very fond of. his power is earthquakes but i think the name makes that pretty self-explanatory

7. Allison: Iron Man. cocky, bitchy, and rich rich rich. sounds like allison to me. then to elevate it a level higher: emma frost, rich bitch extraordinaire. also if allison had telepathic powers she would be unstoppable. plus one more bitchy, morally-gray blonde (but chaotic this time): Harley Quinn

8. Nicky: Okay so I do wanna give a quick shout-out to Northstar, the first openly gay comicbook superhero, who’s a speedster which I’d actually say fits Nicky pretty well. However, if i had to choose a superhero to represent nicky in presence and powers it would have to be Jubilee from x-men (... from what i’ve heard lol. i’ve never actually consumed any of her Media hahaha anyway) she’s a joyful, energetic presence and her powers are setting off fireworks which i think is a good balance of nicky being a supportive cousin-parent AND a chaotic train wreck garbage trash man. also gonna throw in johnny storm for a cheap 'flaming' joke

9. Renee: Thunder/Blackbird from Black Lightning bc she’s a fufkin lesbian lol. (i don’t watch the show but i do follow nafessa williams’s tag). now the fr ones i’m gonna do together because to me they have the same Vibes so i chose them for the same reasons. Wonder Woman and Storm who to me have the same  reserved, impartial, regal energy. honestly ethereal and somewhat otherwordly, and quite literally goddesses. also op as hell.  black widow and her “red in my leger” looking for redemption story also fits thematically.

10. Neil: okay lazy answer first: the flash or quicksilver. get it? because they run fast? and neil run too? yea i like to think i've proven myself to be better than such a surface level interpretation but worth the mention ig. so for srs now, mystique and her shape changing powers would be an interesting interpretation of neil's identity issues, but i wanna push it a step further. nightcrawler would actually be possibly the MOST interesting hero to apply to neil 1. because powers still very movement go fast place to place 2. because of the thematic focus on neil's unusual looks and the lengths he goes to hide them, very much in line with the way nightcrawler will use a hologram-projector in order to look human, yet in both cases it's only a surface-level illusion, and 3. his parentage. here, mary would be mystique, which i also think works very well considering mary seemed to be the far more effective chameleon on the run than neil, and also fits with her place as a morally grey character, as mystique herself is often a villain or an antagonist, with her own agenda and shadowy motives. then nathan matches well with nightcrawler's father: azazel, a literal demon, and also where kurt gets his appearance. it's a shockingly coherent narrative between the three of them. then, to also give neil some powers that aren't contingent on his fucked up geneology and rather on his own merit and abilities, Black Canary and her sonic voice parallel the way that neil began to anchor his identity and take ownership over himself through his voice and his sick roasts

and 1 extra, wymack: batman, on account of his altruism, his dedication to second chances, and his many, many adopted children

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anon, ik it's been a sec since you sent this, so i hope it gets back to you. i had a fun time with it and it prompted like,,, 7 different au s that i'll never write

[niuniente]

@writers-block-help-everything​ wanted to have a master post of my current library collection, so here you go, with photos so the books will be easier to find if any of you wants to read/buy them:

1. Spellbound; Magic, Ritual and Witchcraft (Ashmolean Museum, England); Basic book of spells, witchcraft and different rituals in history. Lots of pictures!

2. A History of Medieval Christianity; Prophesy and Order ( Jeffrey Burton Russell & Doughlas W. Lumsden)

3. The Complete Book of Devils and Demons (Dr. Leonard R. N. Ashley). A good beginner book with lots of simple information from here and there if you want to study devilish monsters throughout the globe. 

4. Witchcraft in the Middle Ages (Jeffrey Burton Russell)

5. The Prince of Darkness (Jeffrey Burton Russell) This books contains all basic information of 4 earlier books from Jeffrey Burton Russell about the Devil. 

5. Satan - The Early Christian Tradition (Jeffrey Burton Russell) A book of how early Christian traditions saw the evil and the God in the world,

6. Lucifer - The Devil In The Middle Ages (Jeffrey Burton Russell) A book of how medieval church and different heretic views saw the evil, the Devil and The God. Goes actually all to way to romantic era and covers a bit also Islamic views of the evil. My fave books.

7. The Devil - Perceptions of Evil from Antiquity to Primitive Christianity (Jeffrey  Burton Russell) How non-Christian religions and early Christians saw the Devil and the God

1. Medieval Punishments - The Illustrated History of Torture (William Andrews). This book was published in late 19th century, and it covers ONLY medieval English punishments. It’s not so much about torture than about criminal convictions. Super easy to read and very interesting! Is definitely not as horrible as it sounds by the title.

2. The Secret History of Lucifer (Lynn Picknett). This is more of an occult book to me than history book, but it covers historical religious views of Lucifer. It’s more like one woman’s manifest I think?

3. Witchcraft - Demons, Folklore and Superstition (Lois Martin). VERY basic notebook sized book of the subject.

4. The Witch-hunt in the Early Modern Europe (Brian P. Levack)

5. History of the Devil (Gerald Messadié)

6. Male Witched in Early Modern Europe (Lara Apps & Andrew Gow)

7.  The Witch - A History of Fear from Ancient Times to the Present (Ronald Hutton) This book cover witches from all around the world, so it is very throughout book. Ronald Hutton is one of the leading experts of the history of witchcraft.

8. The Werewolf - Montague Summers. This book covers history of werewolves. Unfortunately, it is very hard to read and the author HAS NOT translated any sources to English. If the source is in Latin, it is in Latin in the book too. Like “Pope XXXNJN 3 said; Latinlatinlatinlatinlatinlatin; and he was absolutely right, as German pastor YYYUT added 5 years later; Germangermangermangerman”.

9. Life in the Medieval City (Frances Gies & Josept Gies)

Then, some obscure monster and paranormal books!

1. The Beast of Bray Road - Tailing Wisconsin’s Werewolf (Linda S. Godfrey) A book covering the famous Bray road Dogman sighting in early 90′s and how things proceed. Linda was a reporter in the area when the incident happen and it started her 25 years long career as a dogman researcher. She’s the world’s leading dogman specialist now.

2. The Michigan Dogman - Werewolves and Other Unknown Canines Across the USA (Linda S. Godfrey) This book contains from cover to cover eyewitness testimonials of Dogmen and other upright walking canines in the USA.

3. Real Wolfmen - True Encounters in Modern America (Linda S. Godfrey) Another super exciting book from Linda covering from cover to cover eyewitness testimonials of Dogmen and other upright walking canines in the USA.

4. American Monsters - A History of Monster Lore, Legend and Sightings in America (Linda S. Godfrey). This book has different short sections for different cryptids in America, together with eyewitness testimonials of said cryptids.

5. The Art of Psychic Protection (Judy Hall) This is a literal handbook how to protect yourself from different energies, people and spirit when you work with spiritual things and encounter spirits.

6. Black Eyed Children (David Weatherly) Black eyed children are a fairly new and rarely encountered cryptid/spirit type, but they are super chilling. They randomly appear and ask to get inside cars, houses, buildings, really trying to coo people to allow them to get inside. This book contains eyewitness cases of these kids with black eyes. I have yet to determine myself what these kids are. My assumption is a demonic entity based on the eyewitnesses’ stories.

7. Poltergeist Over Scotland (Geoff Holder) Recorded poltergeist cases from Scotland.

8. An Exorcist Explains the Demonic (Fr. Gabriele Amorth). This is a personal view of demonic activity and exorcism written by world’s leading Catholic exorcist Father Amorth. This is thus 100% purely Catholic view only. Not what I personally share with Father Amorth but I wanted to understand Catholic’s point of the view of the phenomena.

9. Our Occulted History - Do the Global Elite Conceal Ancient Aliens? (Jim Marrs). I’m not a fan of conspiracy theories. I like to study them occasionally as they are super great source for inspiration and story setting, right? Now, ancient aliens theory has been a favorite of mine since I stumbled upon Erich von Däniken’s books about them when I was 14  (I have 3 of his books) Many spiritual books talk about the same subject, so I do fall into the category of believers, even when I didn’t swallow every single case and evidence. Marss was one of the leading conspiracy theory spoke persons, especially about aliens, so I’m curious to read about his thoughts.

Under read more are Finnish books:

1. Malleus Maleficarum’s Finnish edition.|  2. Suomen pyövelit / Executioners in Finland  | 3. Keskiajan pyövelit / Executioners in Middle-Age  | 4. Noitaäiti / The Witch Mother; A real life case of a Finnish woman who moved to Stockholm, Sweden, as was burned on a stake as a witch during the Witch Craze | 5. Pohjoisen Noidat / The Witched of North; witch hunt and its convictions and legal issues in Sweden-Finland during the Witch Craze | 6. Karjalan räyhähenget / Karelian Poltergeists; Cases of reported poltergeists and beliefs of demons, witches and the devil in South-West Finland (Karelia) area and in East-Finland in 19th century | 7. Paha silmä / Evil Eye; the belief of malicious intentions and powers and protection against them in Finnish culture.

1. Johdatus keskiajan teologiaan / Introduction of Medieval Theology | 2. Suomalaisen kuoleman historia / History of Dying in Finland; belief systems and traditions of death, dying and afterlife in Finnish culture | 3. Musta-Maija ja Kirppu-Kaisa / Black Maija and Flea Kaisa; prostitution and life of a prostitute in 19th century Finland | 4. Kissojen maailmanhistoria / The World History of Cats | 5. Rutto / Plague; the history of plague | 6. Ihmesatujen historya / The History of Wonderful Fairytales; where do fairytales come from and their importance and meaning for societies | 7. Auringonjumalattaren tyttäret / The Daughter of The Sun Goddess; the history of women in Japanese culture.

[heyitmelexie]

No One Compares To You (Bucky Barnes x Plus Size Reader) Chapter 1

Hi guys! Something new from me today!

This will be a fanfiction with several chapters. If you want to be tagged - just tell me!

Pairing: James Buchanan Barnes/The Winter Soldier/Bucky Barnes x Plus Size! Reader

Word Count: 1935

Summary: You are the daughter of Pepper and Tony. Currently living isolated (by choice) in Siberia to work on your master’s exam, someone stumbles into your life and changes it completely.

Author’s Note: In this work Pepper and Tony are a couple for way longer. The Events starting with Captain America: The Winter Soldier (and following) will happen at the same time they actually did (sounds weird but I think you know what I mean). 

Always here for advice so please tell me what you think and what I could do better! :)

Now enjoy ♥

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Snow was falling heavily outside your hut. Like every day, Siberia was covered in snow, a white fairy tale, far away from any other civilization. It was just you, the forest and its inhabitants. And you loved it.

The white landscape of Siberia was a dream. An introvert’s dream, mostly, but a dream after all. Although your hut was miles and miles away from the next city you didn’t feel alone or isolated. The animals here were your friends. Thanks to a part of your mutation, you were able to communicate with all animals. You didn’t need human interaction if it wasn’t necessary. All you needed was a nice cup of hot chocolate, your fire place, a good book and occasionally a funny chat with a bear friend maybe. Doesn’t sound so bad, right?

The silence here helped a lot to focus on your studies. You studied palaeontology and were working on your master’s exam. It consumed most of your time, but it was worth it. Fascinating and exactly what you wanted to do since you watched Jurassic Park for the first time when you were about 5.

You remember the moment you first looked at the hut your dad had bought for you. And he had said jokingly “I spared no expenses” when you walked around the rooms. Luckily, he respected your wishes and didn’t make it all too extravagant. You know, Tony Stark style, all tech and stuff. But you wanted it cosy and decent and he kept it that way. It was a beautiful little wooden hut in the middle of a Siberian forest with a little pond right next to it. A little kitchen, modern but nothing high-tech. Wooden furniture with fuzzy rugs, a bunch of fluffy pillows and blankets, stuff like that. Basically how you would imagine a semi-modern wooden hut in the middle of nowhere. With a basement stuffed with food and drinks for months. Cosy as heck.

Tony didn’t mind that you weren’t a tech geek like him or a business woman like your mother Pepper, he was proud anyways. You did everything in order to reach your goals and to achieve your dreams. Never once did you complain that it was stressful to write so many essays, that it was stressful having that many deadlines. Never. The only thing you did was huff in frustration occasionally, but nothing else. You were tough, like your mother, and he appreciated it. You looked like a chubby mini-version of Pepper mixed with Merida. You were a ginger, messy curls that almost reached your butt and pale skin covered in freckles. Eyes like your mothers and a character exactly like hers, with a little bit of Tony showing sometimes. The side of Tony that messed with Pepper all the time. So Tony saw a mini-Pepper in you and Pepper saw a mini-Tony in you. Perfect.

Your childhood as the Stark kid was rather normal, considering the circumstances. Your parents always made sure that you were out of danger and didn’t witness all of the things they’ve been put through. But when you grew up and developed your mutation, they had to take action.

At the age of 5 you started to do weird things by accident. The first thing that happened was that, during a tantrum, you somehow created a small tornado that completely messed up your whole room. Baffled you had stopped crying immediately and watched in silence, fascinated yet shocked at how that could have happened. You had only felt a slight vibration rushing throughout your body but assumed it was because of the anger you had felt. Today you know it was the power soaring through your body before all hell broke loose.

It would take too long to count and explain all the things that happened after that first incident, so let’s just explain the mutation rather simple: You were able to control all five elements and connected to that you could communicate with animals. ¹ To you the mutation was a gift. You absolutely loved it and wouldn’t want it any other way. It was perfect to you. Logically you went to Charles Xavier’s School for Gifted Youngsters. During your time there you discovered everything your mutation had to offer. Which sometimes resulted in cataclysmic situations (a huge and deep hole in the ground, a completely dried out pond, stuff like that) but today you were completely in charge of it. You used your mutation to do good things like growing trees and grass, creating wells with fresh water in regions of need, restoring sections of the rainforest, things like that. But, if necessary, you could use it as a weapon as well. You just didn’t have to, yet.

All in all your life wasn’t too bad. The only thing bothering you was your body.

You have always been a heavy kid. Your family didn’t mind, they loved you nonetheless and always thought you were the most beautiful girl in the entire universe. They always told you that it doesn’t matter if you’re thick or thin. That people might be mean towards you because they think they are better than you just because they were skinny but that their foul words would mean nothing.

One day you came home from school crying because the new kid in your class had called you bad names because of your weight and had made fun of you.

“People can be arse holes” your dad had said to you.

“Tony!” Your mother lightly slapped his arm and looked at him angrily.

“You know I’m right, Pepper. People can be really mean. So sweetie, listen to me. If they say mean things to you: Ignore them. Nothing, absolutely nothing is wrong with you. You are beyond perfect the way you are. Yes you are chubbier than other kids but you’ve got a heart of gold which they don’t have and that makes you better than them. Being kind is way more important than being skinny. You are a little angel and you make me and mommy extremely proud. And no one can ever tell us different. Because people are often very superficial and judge others by their looks. There are people that might be ‘super skinny and beautiful’ but when you get to know them they’re shit.” Another slap. You giggled a little and sniffled and he continued.

“Whatever you do in your life, remember that you do it for yourself and not for others. Never change yourself for anyone. Never let anyone tell you how to live your life and certainly never let anyone rule over you. Your life lies in your hands. Yours only. Your body doesn’t define you, but your character, your actions and the way you treat others do. So stay who and how you are. Be kind, help those that need help and do good things. And don’t you ever worry about the size and shape of your body. You are gorgeous the way you are, honey and I love you to pieces. You don’t need negative people in your life. But there will be people who will love you for who you are. And honestly? If someone thinks you’re not pretty just because you’re bigger, than they are idiots and superficial losers with sticks high up their asses.” He winked at you and you giggled. Your mom just shook her head but smiled.

It made you feel better to hear these words from your dad but the kids at school continued calling you names and bullying you. Their behaviour made you hate your body and at some point not even your parents or even auntie Nat could make you feel better.

You had always wished for a Prince Charming that would love every bit of your body passionately and that would treat you like a Greek goddess. Little did you know that someone would soon burst into your life like uncle Steve once crashed full force into a bridal shop back in the day (he had told you the story several times when you were younger) and turned it upside down, positively.

But back to your current situation. It’s around five pm. You’re sitting on your sofa, wrapped up in a blanket, a mug with hot chocolate on the table and your laptop on your legs, working on your exam paper. This week has been very successful, you’ve filled about 21 more pages and the topic captivated you more and more. You wrote about the Jurassic Park movies and their accuracy compared to the real deal back then. As much as you loved the movies, but many facts were just wrong. A 2-meter Velociraptor? Yeah, no. There were 10 more pages ahead of you and 2 more weeks of time to fill them. 120 pages in 6 months, you felt very proud of yourself.

You decided to stop writing for today. Your eyes grew heavy and your mind was empty for now. And you knew that before you could have a relaxing bath you would have to go outside and carry some wood inside for the fire place. So you put on thick clothing and stepped outside into the cold evening. ² As you made your way to the little shack that holds your wood you noticed a dark pile of something between the trees, halfway covered in snow. This doesn’t look like an animal. It’s all black and doesn’t seem to have any fur covering it. Strange.

Wondering what or who this could possibly be you slowly made your way towards it, preparing for a possible assault. Maybe it’s a human? But who, besides me, would be out here? You hadn’t seen any other human in the past almost 6 months since you live here. And someone getting lost and finding exactly your hut in this isolated area? Only a small chance but you would have to see.

As you got closer you saw a face almost completely buried in the snow. Now you realized there was actually a man lying in the snow, half frozen to death, face blue and body stiff. You felt for a pulse. First you didn’t feel anything and almost panicked but then you could feel a slight beat against your fingers and exhaled relieved. He lived.

You picked him up but struggled. He was really heavy. Not able to carry him all the way back to your hut like this you just drag him through the snow and into the warmth. You put a thick blanket in front of the fire place and him onto it. Then you used your powers to slowly warm him up and at the same time dry him off. The colour slowly crawled back into his face and you felt his pulse getting stronger.

When his body had a normal temperature again you covered him in a bunch of blankets and went into the kitchen to prepare some hot chocolate.

He was wearing weird clothing. All black and it resembled some weird kind of uniform. Also a mask covering his mouth and goggles that you both had taken off his face. It gave you a creepy feeling but for now you would have to make sure he’d get better again before you could ask him some questions.

You just took some mini marshmallows out of the bag to put them on top of the hot chocolate as a body pressed you against the counter. The person wrapped an arm tightly around your torso to hold you in place and you felt a blade being pressed against your throat.

“Move and I’ll kill you.”

(End of Chapter 1)

Author’s Note:

1) Five elements: Air, Fire, Earth, Water and Soul. I got this idea from House of Nights. The main character was able to control the soul element if I remember correctly, I read the books too many years ago to remember any details but this is only an explanation as to why I am referring to five elements rather than four as people usually do. I also personally think seeing the soul as a fifth element is quite logical, it’s as natural as the other elements. But this is not just the soul of a human, it’s basically also the soul of animals and plants etc. It will occur that I’ll talk about auras and moods and stuff like that. Like, seeing the aura of people mostly (like the concept of Vampire Academy), the aura having different colours indicating their moods and states of their souls and stuff like that. I will also create a little legend that tells you what colour means which mood or state of mind/soul.

2) Of course basically you could warm yourself up with your mutation but everything has a price. Using it too much means you’re also using your own energy and that is exhausting. So you rather only use it if you have to, saving your energy.

[thatlesbiannudistcult-stories]

Finding Goddess (Chapter 18)

"I'm still naked, aren't I?"

Carol let out a long, defeated sigh as the realization hit her, though she could no longer say it was surprising anymore. Her body was just finding more and more ways to keep itself bare that it was quickly becoming normal for her. But what really embarrassed the nudist was not the fact that she forgot to dress herself again, but that it took her almost fifteen minutes to catch this latest mishap. At least she now knew what Henrietta and Katherine were grinning so stupidly about.

"You sure are!" cackled Henri from the driver's seat.

"Took you long enough, Mommy," giggled Katherine from where she sat next to Carol in the backseat. She unbuckled her seatbelt and slid closer to the older woman to give her a hug, wanting to enjoy her nude body after clearly holding herself back for so long.

"You really should stay buckled up, Katy, it's not ohhhhhhhh!" Carol shuddered as the black girl took one of her nipples into her mouth and starting suckling on it gently.

Carol really wanted to curse herself for being such a sucker, for being so weak to the sexual whims of her current company. But...shoot, her young lover was just too good at this. And knowing she was doing something so lewd and so indecent in public, surrounded by people on all sides who had no flipping idea what she was doing...got her hot. Really, really hot. So Carol couldn't complain, and she couldn't mope. She could only lean back and enjoy it.

"Hey, Henri?" she said after a few moments, finally finding the energy to speak in between the kisses and laps Katy was sprinkling all over her breasts. "Where exactly are we going anyway?"

"Before I tell you that," said the bikini-clad woman, "have you given it any consideration? You know? Joining that lesbian nudist cult?"

"Mmmm...maybe," Carol murmured, not certain if she was moaning in pleasure or mumbling with indecision.

"Oh, good, good," said Henrietta. "Because you see, both Katy and I have been talking, and we agree that we would appreciate it if you did."

"What are you trying to do, peer-pressure me?" said Carol. "I can't outright change my religion just like that. It requires a lot of thinking. And that's without taking into account the...lifestyle changes it requires, and finding out if it's really not just some big con..."

After giving Carol's nipple one last playful flick of her tongue, Katy pushed herself away from the older woman's breast to look her in the eye. "It's not a con at all. I've been looking stuff up about the Zenrists online, and it's totally legit. There's been no criminal investigations into them at all, and nothing about them requires you to give up any money aside from what you donate to them—"

Carol rolled her eyes doubtfully. "Donations, riiiggghhht. I bet that fancy Temple we went to was paid for entirely by donations as well."

"Yeah, about that," said Henrietta. "Donations did play a big role in the construction of that place, but most of it was financed by the priestess and a bunch of her adherents, a number of whom sold their houses to build it. The Temple in New Deastone is by all accounts their home."

"Where'd you hear this?" said Carol. "Did Maisie tell you?"

"Yep! She's been telling me all sorts of things in between the kinky stuff she's done ever since she converted." At this, Henrietta let out a moan and shuddered as some sudden sexy thought played out in her head. "Ohhhh...Carol, honey, you would not believe the kind of stuff that girl has done. She's a real 'sweet-talker,' if you know what I mean. Among other things."

"Okay, I get the picture," said Carol. "But what does this have to do with where we're going?"

"Well, Carol, both Katy and I have concluded that we need a Zenrist in our life. Right here, locally in Beringall, a hot, naked woman who'll always be around to entertain us. You know, whenever we feel under the weather. And for reasons that should be obvious, we think that woman should be you."

"We want to help you decide quickly, Mommy," added Katy. "And we want to do that by giving you a real Zenrist experience!"

"You, completely naked, no clothes in sight, far from home, outside," said Henrietta, her tone getting increasingly breathier with every word she spoke. "Getting horny, ready to be pleasured at any time...and maybe, ready to pleasure us any time as well."

"I can't...I can't pleasure you anytime in public just like that," said Carol, though she couldn't deny how sexy that sounded. Goose bumps were already prickling up on her flesh and she could still feel Katy's wet lips on her tits even though the black girl had just pulled away. "I'm not a Zenrist yet! I could get in trouble! And so could you!"

"That's why we're not taking you to too public a space," said Henrietta. "Just somewhere where it'll be just us. Katy, me, you, and your wonderfully naked self."

"What, do I count as two people now?" said Carol with an amused chuckle.

"With these mommy-balls, you should be," giggled Katherine, who took that moment to fondle Carol's breasts again before leaning in and rubbing her face all over them. She cooed as the soft warm flesh squished all around her before she paused with startling abruptness. Looking up with an uncertain expression, she asked: "This is allowed with Zenrists, right?"

"Everything is allowed with Zenrists," said Henrietta in a strangely serious tone. "There is nothing a woman and a Zenrist cannot do together."

***

On the trio rode, past the city limits, off the highway, onto a side road, onto another side road with more cracks and dirt in it, until they finally came to a stop at a little parking lot situated at the mouth of a trailhead leading into a forest. Carol recognized the place.

"We're hiking on the Vage Nature Trail?"

"Not very far," said Henrietta. "We're going to take a little detour on it. Go to a nice secluded spot on the Vage Lake."

"Vage Lake, huh." Carol took note of Henrietta's bathing suit. "So you're taking us out for a swim? Or a skinny dip in my case?"

Henrietta winked at her. "That's the plan."

"I...guess I don't have anything against that," said Carol. It had been a long time since she got to go on a proper naked swim. The idea of submerging her completely bare body into a pool of natural water sounded absolutely heavenly. Still, there was a reason she hadn't done it at all recently. "But, uh, is this safe? I've never hiked the trail...like this before."

"And I never hiked it like this," said Henrietta as she gestured at her bikini. "Besides, what are the chances we'll actually bump into someone on the trail?"

Carol's eyes fell on a couple of cars also parked in the lot. "Uh."

"Don't worry about them, Mommy," said Katherine. "There's no signal out here, so no one can report you anyway."

"And even if some prude asshole did want to," added Henrietta, "they'd have to hoof it back to their car, drive to the nearest town, report to the nearest cops, and hope they'll actually care enough to drive all the way out here to arrest you. Believe me, Carol, police stink, but even they have better things to do than hunt for random perverts in the woods."

"I...guess you have a point," said Carol. Come to think of it, hiking the trail in the buff sounded like a fun idea, and a very low-risk one at that. Why hadn't she ever thought of it before?

"It's settled then! Let's go!" cheered Henrietta.

The hike proved to be a relaxing affair for the three women as they walked side-by-side in the forest. The weather was reasonably cool, the sound of the leaves rustling in the wind was soothing on the ears, and there were no bugs in sight to prey upon all the bare skin that was being displayed. About the only troubling sight was the sky, which was blanketed with gloomy grey clouds that warned of impending rain. Wouldn't be a problem for me though, Carol thought with a smug grin. It's been a while since I got to experience a proper outdoor shower.

Thinking about that brought the mother back to the immediate situation, which was that she, Henri, and Katy made a really strange sight. The black girl was the only one among them who was decently dressed for the occasion, sporting a pair of hip-hugging khaki shorts that showed off what a firm booty she was packing underneath them, as well as a camo-patterned top. It didn't fully cover her waist and left her cute belly button exposed, but it was decent enough; no one would be doing any double-takes on her if she strolled past them. Meanwhile, Henrietta was wearing her black bikini, a pair of plain brown hiking boots, and a small duffel bag of sorts over her shoulder. She just looked plain weird, wearing an assortment of stuff that didn't match in style or purpose. But Carol knew she was in no position to criticize her redheaded girlfriend's current attire, for she herself was wearing nothing but her weathered grey (formerly white) running shoes.

Here I am. Butt-naked again. This time in the wilderness. Miles away from my clothing, which is getting farther and farther away with every step I take.

She shivered all over just thinking about it. Knowing that the distance between her body and her clothing was growing steadily wider excited Carol for some odd reason. It was like she was getting even more naked now, even though she had nothing left to take off.

I wouldn't ever wear clothes if I could. I wouldn't even own clothes if I could!

Looking all around her, at the natural grace of the forest, almost completely untouched by human hands, inhabiting it in her almost completely natural state, made Carol start to feel strangely wistful. The women in Zenriah's time were so lucky. They got to enjoy the natural world like this all the time. They could go anywhere, do anything, do any girl without guilt or shame. And they did it all naked. They never wore clothing. They didn't even have a concept of clothing. Just living and loving in the presence of the Goddess the way She made them...that was all they ever needed. She sighed. I wish I could have lived in that time.

Carol frowned and cast her eyes downward, feeling her heart clench up as that familiar sensation of emptiness started to come over her again. Damn it, not now. Why does thinking about the Goddess make me feel so...

A hand passed over her butt and gave one of her cheeks a reassuring squeeze. Almost immediately, the feeling of melancholy left her. Looking to her right, Carol's eyes fell upon the smiling face of her fake daughter, Katherine. Just seeing it warmed the nudist's heart, enough to make her lean in and give the black girl a gentle kiss on the lips. Another hand passed over her left butt cheek and gave it a squeeze in turn, prompting Carol to turn to her other lover, Henrietta, and kiss her as well.

As she pulled back and set her eyes back on the trail, Carol got to thinking again. Divine Language of the Goddess, hm. I wonder if we're speaking it right now? According to Celeste and the Scripture of Zenriah, lesbianism was a way, if not the way, for women to communicate with each other. Every intimate gesture, whether it was a from a tender caress, a gentle kiss on the lips, a circular lick on the nipple, or even an orgasm, conveyed a thought, emotion, or idea, and it did so in a way that the spoken and written word could not. Even a playful squeeze of a girl's butt cheek said something. Still sensing the ghost her girlfriends' hands on both sides of her posterior, and feeling a little tingly from them, Carol wondered just what they were unconsciously saying to her when they touched her like that. Were they just obvious statements like "You're so hot, Carol," and "Nice butt, Carol?" Were they assuring her that everything would be okay? Or did they tell her something more personal, something they had never said to her before? And what would it be like to 'hear' them?

Carol couldn't help but ponder as she walked alongside her lovers. They hiked a little more up the trail until they turned down a slightly less beaten side path that led them to their destination: Vage Lake. The trees thinned out on the footpath approaching it, leaving the area around the water bare save for some tall grass and a few rocks jutting out here and there. Off to the side, there was an old wooden deck where people could presumably go fish on, but no one really did that on this side of the lake. If people wanted to fish, canoe, or do any other water-filled activities, they did so on the opposite shore, which was closer to the road and had more developed facilities. This side of Vage Lake was really more for those who wanted to take in the view.

Or do something of a naughtier, more legally-ambiguous nature.

"This looks like a nice spot," said Henrietta as she knelt down on one decently leveled patch of ground. From her bag, she pulled out and unfurled a quilt to serve as their little picnic blanket. "Come, Carol, sit down here."

Carol would have been happy to oblige her normally, but Katherine was all too either to take the older woman by the hand and guide her to it, escorting her like she was some kind of princess. As Carol took her seat in a feminine sideways position, she flinched as her bare skin made contact with the quilt, which was softer and more plush than a picnic blanket had any right to be.

"Do you want me to take your shoes, Mommy?" said Katherine.

Carol wiggled her toes. Going barefoot outside was always risky, but then, she did fancy the idea of being completely naked out here. Her feet were starting to feel awfully cramped anyway, and the shoes honestly just looked silly and out of place on her otherwise completely bare body. Looking at her two very happy girlfriends, it seemed they wanted to spoil her. If that was the case, who was Carol to deny them? "Yes, please. Thank you."

She extended one leg out to Katherine, allowing the black girl to untie the laces and pull it off. Her smile widened as the shoe slid off her foot, exposing her heel, sole, and then her toes to the world. Giddily, Carol wiggled the now exposed digits, excited by how free they were and how much more naked she now felt. Then she pulled her leg back, and gave Katherine her other foot. In less than a minute, the other shoe was off, and Carol was now completely nude.

"Mmmmm," she murmured, reveling in the sudden rush of sensation that she could now feel everywhere on her body. Being naked felt so good. It's why she loved to be in that state every chance she got.

"Is that good, Mommy?" said Katherine as she sat down on her knees, looking like an excited puppy.

"More than good. It's divine," said Carol. Sitting up on her own knees, she took the younger girl's face into her hands and gave her a tender kiss on the lips. "Such a good daughter." Katherine's smile did not waver, but her cheeks turned an adorable shade of pink at Carol's comment. She kissed Katherine again, this time more deeply, lingering on the younger girl's lips longer. She was compelled to press herself even harder against Katherine when two fingers suddenly brushed against her nipple tips and started tracing circles in the air around them. Carol shuddered all over, her flesh rippling in delight as her tits extended out just a little longer.

In ancient times, she really could become my daughter, she thought, taking a deep breath, if only to press Henrietta's fingers even harder on her nipples. Henri and I could make love by the side of a lake, much like this one. She would impregnate me. Nine months later, I'd give birth to a beautiful baby girl named Katy. We'd raise her together, teach her all there was to know about the Goddess, Her wonder, Her beauty, Her love...the only things worth knowing in the world...

Her hands slithered against Katy's stomach, slipping under the hem of her shirt.

Then we would go to the Goddess. Present Her newest bride to Her. Show Her all the things Katy learned from Henri and I. And all the things we learned together forming our union.

She pawed at the black girl's shirt starting to pull it up.

Katy would take Her lips. Henri Her nipples. And me...I'd take...I'd take...

She was tingling hard, growing increasingly wetter, her inner self was starting to peer out.

I'd take...!

Henrietta pulled away. There was a ruffling sound in her bag, as though she was digging around inside it, before she pulled something out. "Carol, honey, eat this," she said.

Carol pulled away from Katherine to see what Henrietta was offering her. She was greeted by a length of succulent meat cooked to a rich golden brown hue and dripping with sauce. The smell of smoke, salt, and sesame told her that her friend had brought Chinese for their little outing, bourbon chicken in this instance. Feeling her mouth water at the sight, the naked woman obliged her friend and leaned forward to take a bite, sinking her teeth into the closest chunk of meat and sliding it off the skewer. A few drops of sauce dribbled off it and spattered on her breast, and as she rolled the piece of chicken around her tongue to enjoy the rich flavor, they ran daintily down the curve of her orb, dripping onto the red circle of her areola and against the side of her sensitive nub.

After swallowing her first piece, Carol leaned forward to take another, hovering parallel to the skewer for an easier bite. She bit a chunk off the next piece of meat, splitting it between her teeth and pulling it apart in raggedy white strips. More drops of sauce fell, one landing square on the erect nipple of her other breast. Katherine seized that moment to lick it off, flicking the nub excitedly with her tongue before pulling the whole rosebud into her lips and suckling on it as if it would give her more of that sweet, saline flavor.

"I think you could use some more energy," said Henrietta as she put the chicken skewer away and brought out another item. "Have some rice."

She extended a pair of chopsticks up to Carol's lips, holding a gob of white rice between them, each grain so sticky that they stayed neatly clumped together even as they were held aloft in the air. Carol gladly took it into her mouth, alongside the next bite Henrietta offered her, and the bite after that. And all the while, Katherine continued to play with her boobs, massaging and squeezing them with both her hands and her mouth.

"Would you like a drink?" said Henrietta, pulling out a bottle which released a distinct pop sound that could only come from a suddenly loosened cork.

The sweet, fruity aroma of fresh wine filled Carol's nostrils, awakening another kind of thirst in her. "Yes, please," she whispered, already feeling it on the tip of her tongue. She loved wine, fancied herself a connoisseur of the stuff actually. She'd drink nothing else if she could. She opened her mouth eagerly to accept her lover's gift. She was not disappointed; Henrietta tipped the bottle and poured it delicately into her. It wasn't a fancy or expensive wine of course, but to Carol, who was as happy as she could be, naked, outdoors, horny, and being licked by a beautiful young lady, it was more than enough to make her taste buds dance.

She drank happily, taking small rhythmic gulps as Henrietta slowly pulled the bottle away from her. She poured wine on Carol's tongue, then on her teeth, and then onto her lips, until more of the liquid was dribbling down her chin than down her throat. Then she tipped the bottle more, pouring an even greater stream onto the naked woman. She jumped when the fluid hit her breast, chilling every inch of skin that it splashed upon. For an instant, Carol's boob looked like a big, juicy grape as the whole mass of flesh was painted a delicious shade of maroon. Then it slid down her stomach, dipped into her navel, and finally cascaded down her crotch, soaking the trimmed black hairs down there, and seeping into the crevice within.

Katherine lapped that up too. She licked the wine off Carol's skin, sucking in little pinches of flesh to slurp just a little bit more of the sweet-smelling liquid. A bit even fell into her hair and streamed down her face and neck, but she didn't care. She was too distracted by the body of her 'mommy,' glistening, wet, and tasting of the finest thing in life.

Henrietta pushed Carol down until she was lying on her back, and then poured more wine on her body. She poured it on the naked woman's other breast, on her shoulder, on her stomach, and on her thighs. Then she looked at the slightly parted lips of Carol's vulva, licked her own lips at the sight of it, and poured the drink directly into them.

Carol jolted and gasped as the shock hit her, splaying her legs and arching her back in a way that thrust her whole form up in the air, chest, stomach, and crotch. This pumped her mound even harder into the gentle shower of burgundy rain, catching more of the heavenly liquid within her ripened flower, wettening her petals, enflaming her core...

"Mmmm," murmured Henrietta as she watched her lover convulse, soaked in wine and feminine pleasure. "I think I'm feeling a little thirsty myself." Stowing the now nearly empty bottle, the redheaded woman lowered herself to all fours until she was looking directly into Carol's twitching, heaving pussy, drenched, dripping, and smelling of nectar and wine.

"AH...GLAHHH!" Carol cried as Henri charged forward, thrusting her head in between her legs. She nuzzled the naked woman's nethers, rubbing her lips and her nose all over Carol's womanhood. She licked every inch of her sensitive flesh and breathed deeply into it, catching every individual trace, fleck, and vapor of wine that still lingered on Carol's thighs, that still shimmered on her trimmed hairs, that still slid on the skin of her mound, and that still appeared to ooze from the pores of her wet, pulsating sex.

Carol bit her lips as her lover licked and lapped at her innards, slurping the juicy cocktail brewing within. Henrietta's tongue and lips seemed to be everywhere, licking, tasting, and sucking the sloshing petals of the nudist's vagina. Henrietta was drinking her wine, drinking her nectar, drinking her essence, and the more she drank of Carol, the more drink Carol produced in turn with every buck of her hips.

"MMM! MMM! MMMMM!"

She was hot. She was kicking her pelvis into the air, pushing herself harder against Henri's face. Her hands were balled up on the blanket, holding onto the fabric for dear life, as if her naked body was going to fall into the sky if she even considered letting go. But she dared not open her mouth, for fear of who would hear her screams. She had to maintain control...she had to maintain control...

"Do it, Mommy," whispered Katherine as she ran her own tongue along the underside of Carol's breast, lapping up an especially deep pool of fruity aroma around it. "Let it all out."

"I...I...OHHHH!" Carol groaned, trying to voice a straight thought and failing. She couldn't talk, she couldn't think. Not with Henrietta eating—and drinking—her out like this. Not with Katy suddenly latching onto her wine-soaked nipple again. Not with the running and dripping and oozing and splashing of wine all around her...all over her...inside her. "I can't...I can't...OH MY...GAWWWWWWDEEEESSSSS! OH! GODSS! YES! YES! GODSS! YES! OH! OH! GODDESS! YES!"

She bucked and thrashed as her orgasm tore out of her, writhing around on the blanket as if she was chained to it. Muscles clenched and went taut all around her, toes curled, and the enticing aroma of sweet wine and musty womanly essence flooded into her nostrils and poured onto her tongue as she gasped for breath, a lingering ripple from each fiery explosion that erupted from her loins.

By the time it subsided, Carol had only enough time to take in three breaths before the scent returned in full force, alongside the now even stronger taste as Henrietta's lips engulfed her own.

"I think I may have found the Goddess myself," whispered the redhead as she pulled back, breathing heavily. "And She's lying right here under me."

"Woman is the physical manifestation of Zenriah," Carol said, her tone faint, her voice breathy, almost as if she was in a trance, addressing no one but talking to everyone, even though she had the distinct impression she was responding to her friend, telling her something vital, something important. "All that She is. All that She desires. Taught to become a goddess in and of herself."

She half-yawned and half-moaned, stretching herself out on the blanket, loving how it glided against her skin. She took hold of her breasts, squeezed them, pinched her still erect nipples between her forefingers and thumbs. Then she slid them down her body, one rubbing her stomach and coming to rest at her thigh, while the other went down her side and around to her derriere. She squeezed both. She felt wet and sticky all over, damp with perspiration, saliva, and wine. On her skin, on her breasts, and inside her still moist flower.

This is the Goddess' doing. This is the Goddess' work. I must commit to my duty. I must honor Her creation.

Carol spread her legs.

"Are you still thirsty, Mommy?" said Katherine.

"She is," nodded Henrietta. "Good thing I brought more wine!"

Again, Carol was treated to a shower of burgundy. It was poured less conservatively than the last one, first on her lips, then on her face, all over her hair, and then down the length of her body. Henrietta took care to drench her thighs and her legs too, before ending things with a sprits over her pussy. Then Katy sprinkled rice onto her, covering her with hundreds of little white grains that clung to her wet body before following up with a smothering of sauce that she lathered here and there all over Carol's skin. They pulled out more bits of food, including skewers of chicken, chunks of pork, and bits and pieces of broccoli, and dropped those on her as well, some on her belly, some into her cleavage, some on her shoulders, and some onto her thighs, where they would roll down between her legs and come to rest on either side of her Venusian mound. Some pieces they would leave alone, some bits they would take hold of and press into her body to ensure they clung to her sticky flesh, some morsels they would roll on her sensitive skin to get them further covered in the mixture of wine and rice and sauce.

And when they were finally satisfied, they began to feast on her.

[luvdsc]

omg have fun w ur vegas trip !! unpopular opinion but vegas in the winter >>> vegas in the summer :,) AND OH MY GOD CONGRATULATIONS ON UR SALARY THATS ACTUALLY INSANE !!!!!!! girlbossing on extreme level fr,,, such a late congratulations but i’m rarely on tumblr now bc of school but i open the app just to check ur blog and see any updates ! <3

and to answer your questions, school has been tiring but i’m enjoying my classes nonetheless ! i think senior yr is the high school experience i’ve been looking and yearning for :,) i’m in love w my schedule

i’m currently on thanksgiving break and i just plan to rest and study for my permit haha,, i did go on a date yesterday tho ! it was with this boy who i’ve been talking to since september and he’s so sweet :(

he’s not what i usually go for BUT THATS SUCH A GOOD THING LMFAO my last relationship in soph yr rlly traumatized me bc of how abusive my ex was to me so i decided to be completely single and focus on myself for 1.5 years so this new boy is my first crush since then … which is kind of scary to me bc i’m not used to someone being this genuine w me and kind to me, like what feels completely normal out of a good relationship seems unattainable for me but we’ve both been patient w each other and it’s going very well and stable !

i just…. it boggles me how i got his attention bc he’s honestly very popular bc he’s lowk the class clown but also bc he’s going to be valedictorian of our class which… IS SO ATTRACTIVE LMFAO intelligence is such a turn on !! i also find him so admirable bc of his drive,, and despite him being so busy with personal and school life, he still puts the effort into spending time with me and walking me to class everyday

god this is just turning into me gushing over him so i’ll try to end this quickly haha but yesterday was such a dream, such a gentleman and very sweet to me :( hoping we stay strong :,)

always wishing the u best !!!!!

- 🫀

aaaa thank you so much, sweetpea !!! 💘 unfortunately, we decided against vegas due to the new variant popping up. have you been to vegas before? what's your favorite thing to do there if so? ✨ AND THANK YOU SO MUCH !!!!! 🤧💗💗 it's still honestly so insane to me like i never would've thought i'd reach six figures this soon, but i'm not complaining :') and omg it's totally fine, pls focus on school !!! i hope your classes are going well, and if you're on holiday break, i hope you're taking the time to relax and destress from all the school work 💛

i'm really really happy to hear that you're enjoying your classes, lovebug !!! 🌸 i hope you're having lots of fun during your last year and that your finals went well! are you excited for your classes in the upcoming semester? 💓

omg best of luck with your permit !!! did you take the exam for it yet? and i hope everything's been going well with the boy 🥺🥺 the way you talk about him is so sweet 🤧💞

ugh i'm so sorry you had to experience a terrible boy before /: but i'm glad that you spent some time focusing on yourself 💜 and plsss oh my gosh he sounds like a dream already, it sounds like such a wonderful and mutually respectful relationship, and i'm so so so happy for you and i hope that boy knows just how lucky he is to have you 😤😤 if he does anything mean, just say the word and i'll show up 😡

you got his attention because you're you !!!! 💗 you're an absolute goddess and he thought wow i would love to have you be a part of my life, and honestly, who wouldn't think that ?? 💕 omg he's respectful, funny, intelligent, ambitious, and kind - this is a man that a woman wrote 😌 but also YES i agree !!!! intelligence is so hot, like i love it when i hear someone talk about something they're so knowledgeable and passionate about like i might not even like the topic, but they're so excited and the look on their face when they talk about it makes me so happy :') he sounds absolutely lovely omg walking you to class too 🥺 i'm so happy that you found someone who treats you so well and respects you, honey bee 💟💟

it's always so cute to me whenever i hear about how people talk about their s/o's like !!!! my friends always get so blushy and their voices turn quieter and shy and soft and it's just !!! when they gush about their s/o's, it's always so sweet and yea it just makes me happy to see that you're happy, sweetpea, and i hope everything is going well between the two of you 💞💞💞💞💞

and thank you so much, lovebug, i'm wishing you the best also !!! send you all my love and support 🌷🌷

[lucky-pancake-blog]

If only you knew.. It is officially two years today. My love for you now is even greater now and seems to never cease to grow. I wish I could tell you how much you mean to me. I wish I had the words to fix it all. I wish I had the power to go back in time and make different decisions. I wish I could take all of your hurt and worries away and be with you now. I will always love you, this will never change. i feel an antagonizing amount of absence from day to day, and a deep void of sadness without you there to hold at night, there to spend my life's moments, without you there to interact with and confide in. Without you there to endure life's trials with. Without you there to bother, challenge, and test me. I love you, I need you, I yearn for you, I am truly and insanely in love with you. Even in this moment the thought of you completely overtakes and courses through my entire being (heart,body,soul,and the unexplaible) as if I were completely, deeply, and intensely loved and accepted. You are everything to me, I truly support you. I'll always be open to your every thought, feeling, and need. I want you to be truly and sincerely happy. Even when it doesn't seem at times, I am here for you. You have my undying loyalty in and out of your presence. I pray that you feel content in knowing these things for they are the god given truth. I'm your #1 fan, your abrasive critic. These things you can trust and know as the sun sets and rises. This is the absolute truth as god as my witness. I want to grow old with you. Spend my life with you. And I'm willing to do whatever it takes. For the good of you, for your happiness there is no sacrifice too great. In my eyes you are my ticket to life, in all of its love and beautiful god given glory. And in you is everything from my worst pain and suffering to the very best moments of my entire life. Thank the Lord in his wonderful and generous blessings thanks be to Jesus Christ our lord and savior for this beautiful blessing in descise. This blessing of you my one and only love. Thank you I am forever grateful and enduring your cause. And thank you for your love in return. Thank you for all the beautiful moments. Good and Sad. I ask the lord everyday to bless you and our wonderful family, and to fill you with the depth and understanding of my love, for you are not filled with doubt. But with love and excitement for this blessing in descise, know through him the lord I will not say or do hurtful things towards you in any way. But am missing you, longing for my return to you, our family, our life as one. To be there for y'all whenever you need me with loving support. I've had a complete change of heart, thinking, feelings, everything. And man do I love and appreciate you and our blessed children. For this opportunity to change, for the forgivness, for you, for our sons. Again my deep loving devotion to you and our sons prosperity in life burns infinitely, intensely, as if there were the single hottest most important thing ever known to man and god sparked within my soul and can never be put out. This is what you mean to me. This is what the boys mean to me. These feelings are almost intimidating, it's scary to love something this much, so at times it gets to me. And I do or say things the wrong way or am misunderstood. And I suffer for these mistakes, but I understand there are sacrifices you must make. In order to keep balance, and appreciate the good in life and grow. Happy Two Years My One And Only Ever True Love. You will never be intentionally harmed or lied to or cheated again. I pray that you receive piece of mind. I pray for mine as well. I know you're alone and struggling. But I am always in your heart, and I am not going to ever give up on you. You cannot see me now, or hear me now. But that doesn't mean I'm not working on getting us back together. In fact that is top priority. Stay strong beautiful, Daddy is with you through prayers for now. But I have a feeling he will bring us back together for we are meant to spend our lives together. Jesus Christ himself has shown me this and if you mutually agree and forgive then we will make it through the worst of the worst. I guarantee. Stay strong baby, boy am I glad I pulled that heart pounding move on you this day in 2015. *Slides arm around you all slick and awkward like* "wanna read your horoscope babe?" I read yours. And you read mine. Afterwards we cuddled and talked I said something dumb like "it's ok for friends to cuddle" lol not knowing​ wether you were into like "that" . We cuddled and talked about everything the rest of your time there. I was really sad when you left and didn't wash mah pillow cause it still smelled of you. Oh and the slipper I kept for when you got back. Man I was in love, and I am to this day and will be for the rest of my life. To this one girl, now a beautiful woman, the mother of my children. You make me so proud baby, you are the strongest, loving, enduring goddess of my dreams and I am lost without you. Thank you. You are my everything. God bless you with strength and endurance and love. I'm always here, and i don't like sharing so you're still my girl the only one I'll ever love and want. When all of this is over, things will be so much better I promise. Stay strong HAPPY TWO YEARS!!! AND PLUS 6 OF BEING BESTFRANS!!! There isn't enough words to explain how important you are in my life. You're cute, I miss your singing my pretty baby. You have a beautiful voice. Man I miss it. That and keep that flawless smile wide for the boys. Ps plz make me sum fried egg n toast when I come home nummy you the egg champ baby lol fr Pss to my offspring daddy doing good following the rules and staying sober. Going to start church sunday. MY BEAUTIFUL BABYGIRL I THINK ABOUT YOU AND THE BOYS ALL DAY EVERYDAY. I DON'T REALLY TALK TO NOBODY BUT MAMA AND DEALING WITH PO S N STUFF. I'M IGNORING ALL BULLSHIT AND HAVE BEEN DOING GOOD. PLZ DON'T WORRY TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF MY HEART IS WITH YOU ON THE LORD ON MY FREEDOM I HAVE BEEN LOYAL HAPPY 2 YEARS!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE YOU FOREVER AND ALWAYS AND AFTER THAT AND AFTER THAT AND BEFORE THAT AND WAYYYY AFTER THAT AND FOREVER A COUPLE MORE TIMES :P I really miss you. 😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘 😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘 For all the days I missed trust me you're in for it when I come home 😉😊😇😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😇 I love you baby Love and miss Daddy God bless