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squishysoftmonsters · 8 months

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🌺Let's Get Lunch🌺

Read Last [Only a Dream Class]

The said "after school" activities with your sweet professor Beleth were only a dream as you gasped awake and back to reality with a kick of your desk. Your history professor stared you in the face,while the students laughed at you.

History Professor : Did you have a nice nap? I'm sure you did with all the silly faces and noises you made alongside squirming in your seat.

You : [gasps] I fell asleep?I'll stay after class.

History Professor : It'd only be right and fair if you did,missy.

You bit your lip,eyes darting back and forth in disbelief. Trying to shut out the laughter,you buried your face in your arms.

You : [groans]

You did stay after class with your history professor. She wasn't as nice as Beleth,who had pardoned you for not paying attention and taking down notes as one should. According to her students,she was ruthless when it came to paying attention in class.

After doing said time in History class..You clenched your books tightly and shut up all the horrible murmurs and jeers as you passed through the hall.

Random Female Student : [murmurs]She's the one with a crush on Professor Alexandersson...

Random Male Student : [murmurs] He was kinda lovey-dovey with her after class. Teacher's Pet detected [snickers]

Random Female Student 1 : [murmurs] That's not even a girl...What's he on?

Random Male Student : [loudly] Teacher's Pet!

You : [scoffs tearfully] ........

You ignored the jabs and continued on with the day..trying NOT to naughty nod,which you kindly called dirty fantasies with your professor. You passed by his auditorium.and he quickly winked at you,while lecturing.

You sniffled,blushed and cuddled your books tighter.

Friendly Male Student: So you really like the calculus professor..He's a regular guy. I don't think there's anything really special about him..except the fact he looks like a real life anime protagonist..Weebs like that stuff. Think Kirito of Sword Art Online. Generic as hell. Alexandersson is kinda the same.

You : But I can't even be a fan of anime. My parents are always "stick with your studies if you plan to be someone important and get somewhere in life. Sitting in a basement playing video games all day is not what I want for my precious daughter!" In short I don't know what anime protagonists are.

Friendly Male Student: Jeez..that sucks for you..but don't mind those prissy missies over there..they're just jealous that the anime protagonist favors the shy damsel persona instead of the stuck up bossy bitch persona. I knew I could get you to smile. Catch you later!

You giggled at what the student said,heading to your next class before lunch,marine biology.

You had several written pages in your notebook of what you took in during the first quarter of the class before you started nodding off.

You : [to yourself] Why do I keep falling asleep? [focuses] Oh..Hey there.

Marine Biology Professor : Are you alright? Someone looks like they didn't sleep well. However I am impressed on the mass of information you collected..but I'd find it more impressive if you stood awake. I have an idea to keep you alert. Please,inform the class of your gatherings..You are a highly intelligent young lady.

You : [stammers] I don't do well speaking in crowds.I'm not good at it. Please reconsider

A student murmured "Pretend the anime protagonist teacher from normie anime is in one of the seats". The professor caught the young man who coldly jabbed at you and whacked his desk with the ruler,smirking at the student.

Marine Biology Professor : Do you have something important to tell us? You're quite capable,young man. Please share. You my dear are spared. Do sit. And you. [scoffs] may stand.

Mean Male Student : [gulps] Honestly, I did nothing. This is a set up to make me look bad! I just gave her a confidence boost!

Marine Biology Professor : I'm sure your moving lips as this fine young woman came up front would tell you different. Pretend your strict mother is in the room because time is burning,child!

You stifled a chortle on the way back to your seat,and stifled laughter mixed with ooohs built up in the auditorium. The student stood in front of the entire audience with nothing to say and empty-handed. A cackle,then a humph escaped the mouth of the marine biology professor.

Marine Biology Professor : Where are your findings,dear? You had a lot to say before.

The auditorium erupted in hysterical laughter,and you giggled into the notebook.

Marine Biology Professor : Quiet. This isn't a spectacle,but a learning experience! Our oaf here is a prime example of why you should pay attention! [to the mean student] I expect you to stay after class you uncouth primate. Now return to your chair and stay quiet!

The hallway was full of laughter after class. Students ruffled your hair and laughed with you. Your confidence and happiness shot up.

Nice Female Student : Way to sucker punch a loser!

She gave you a five..and a male student put their arm around you.

Nice Male Student : [wheezing] And then the biology professor came all A class anime villain on his ass! But Professor Craven IS like that. [chortles] Nice work kid.

For that moment you felt as if you played a reverse Uno..that your nerdiness countered the negative energy. With a smile,you headed to lunch. Meanwhile at the break room..

Garnet : Well Beleth...looks like you're a fine generic normie anime protagonist among the college..[slurping noodles]

Beleth : That spread around fast. I was only giving her advice. Teachers do that. [bites apple] I mean,if you're new..You're gonna need someone nice in your corner. [bites apple again]

Claus : Apparently she has deep feelings for you..fell asleep entirely in the middle of class,squirming around and faintly groaning your name. As if you and her were..Well you know. It was kind of cute.[soft chuckle]I remember the days when I was young and melted over my favorite teachers..

A slight of red crosses Beleth's cheeks as he swallows the bite of apple.

Beleth : [bites apple again] Well..the "anime protagonist" gets the girl. Goals! Mic Drop. [trashes the finished apple]

The teachers start to laugh.

Claus : The poor child does get picked at regularly..so it was only fair you consoled her. A shame that other students still can't accept transgender students...[sighs]

Sylar : She is quite clever..and handled a smart mouth bully well timed and quite elegantly I must say. But she IS hot for you.. [soft chuckle] Anime Protagonist. [pats Beleth's shoulder]

You sat outside for lunch. The girls from earlier came up to you as you ate.

Mean Female Student : We crushed on the calculus professor first..He wouldn't be caught dead with a nerd,let alone touch you with a pole. I think he was just feeling sorry for you.

You : He's not an object. He's a human being of flesh and blood! And besides,teachers can't date students! [crunching celery]

Mean Female Student : I'm sure you'll try something to get him to like you!

Mean Male Student : [chuckles while popping gum in your face] He has no idea what he's doing toying around with you. Or perhaps..he's curious of what it's like. Good luck with convincing the anime protagonist teacher to tear your guts.

Mean Female Student 1 : Stay away from him..or else there's gonna be trouble!

The lead female student took your philly cheese steak sandwich with a scoff then a laugh..

Mean Female Student 1 : Let's go girls and boys.

Mean Female Student : Later [laughs]

You : .........

From afar,Beleth saw what was going on,while chatting with his wife,a well known and beloved nurse.

Beleth : Sure my love. See you soon.

You sighed hard as the group left,and hung your head low. Beleth slowly walked up to you,and took out his handkerchief when the group was far into the distance.

You : [sniffling] Why?Ugh..[finishes celery sticks] Why? [sobs bitterly] Why me?

Beleth : [softly] Fix that face..

He lifted your chin tenderly and dabbed your eyes gently with his handkerchief. He pocketed it afterwards.

You : [mouthing] Beleth..[sniffles]Professor Alexandersson..What are you doing here?

Beleth : [softly] I can't ask if you're okay..but I'm on break. Wanna get something to eat? Just to kinda..you know,replace your lunch.

You livened up.

You : [sniffling] Sure.

You grabbed up your books and followed him to the parking lot.

Beleth : My chariot!

It was a well tuned Honda Civic Type R. You giggled when the doors opened up.

Beleth : Like a swan. They call them scissor doors. [mouthing] Come on!

You got in with him and pulled your door shut. He did the same. Both belted in.

Beleth : [imitates car noise] Push button start. I wanted to get gull wing doors..but wifey was like noooo..

You giggled some more..and gasped at the glistening sapphire on his wedding ring. He made an unlocked item jingle while wiggling his fingers at you,then started driving.

Beleth : [nods] Mission accomplished..I got you to stop crying. My ring..You likey? Diamonds are forever..and so is intelligence. Sapphire makes sense for a teacher.

[Sapphire represents knowledge, intelligence and making wise decisions!]

You : [to yourself] He IS married. But he's so sweet..goofy and loveable..like a kid-adult. You wouldn't even think he was married.

Beleth : That group of girls have been trying to objectify me from day one when they were in my class. The boy with them is their said bodyguard. Anyway [in kingly voice] What shall I get the queen?

You : [blushes] Anything. It doesn't have to be fancy either.

Beleth : Getting the queen McDonald's is a crime..Off with his head! [imitates cutting sound]Beleth Alexandersson is convicted of treason towards the queen! [imitates head in a basket sound]

You : [laughing and snorting]What?

Beleth : [imitates drive through voice]A go to meal of college and high school students. Second cheapest and filling meal is pizza... [makes the off sound of the intercom]

You : [wheezing] I wasn't going to ask that!

Beleth : I'm sure it doesn't need to be fancy means one of those two picks. I'm not gonna be cheap with you. We are officially away from the college. [imitates Scarface] You can call me Beleth Alexandersson.

You : [laughing] Okay,Beleth.

Beleth : [imitates Macho Man] Lemme tell you summin right now. Once we get back on campus ground yeah..You're gonna have to call me Professor Alexandersson again yeah.

You : [laughing] I will.

💚Having a professor with a heart of gold like that is one of a kind! He does favor you..and is seemingly getting a soft spot for you! Stay focused...and try not to naughty nod while Beleth drives!💚

#monster fucker #squishylovers #monster lover #trans #transisbeautiful #transgender #trans mtf #forest dryad #fae fucker

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sinhal · 8 months

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"Well look who it is, the greatest Green Lantern of us all. I can't believe you decided to slum it with us peasants." Guy laughed, loud and long. He dropped his bag off on the table with a clang.

"Screw off, Guy," Hal sighs, not ready to deal with this. Not right now.

"Oh princess is prissy, I see. What has you around here anyway? Thought, you were off doing a top secret mission for the old blues."

"I'm on break and I want a drink, so get out of my way."

"Thought you didn't do that anymore."

"Maybe I do now, now go away, please. You can do whatever you want elsewhere. Go visit the JLI, see G'nort, fight with Lobo, whatever."

"Eh, JLI and I aren't really on speaking terms currently. There was an incident with some explosions and burnt pants and some panties. It was hot though." He waggled his eyes. "Though of course Mr. Perfect wouldn't know anything about that sort of thing.

"Not Mr. Perfect, Guy," Hal rolls his eyes, "you know, if I did even a fraction of the things you did....well it'll make the Guardians up to now look reasonable."

"They would never get too mad at their golden boy, besides, they kept me on Maltus for a month after Crisis, that has to count for something."

"Guardians, I can't believe you. Do you hear yourself? I got stuck away from home for a year for delaying to save the Ungaranians, while you get a month away from home for almost destroying the whole universe, and you got to just leave and come home with no contest, and you still think they don't like you?"

"Oh boo hoo you couldn't go home for a while, well at least they actually want something of you, versus just sticking me here to be out of the way. They made G'nort my partner, G'nort."

"Well, maybe if that's what you get for not being wanted, maybe I want to not be wanted."

"Well, if being wanted means getting trusted and getting actual missions and being in the group, maybe I want that. Everyone just wants me to be you."

They both laugh. "I can't believe Guy Gardner is admitting to wanting to be me. I wish I could get it on video for John."

"Oh Hal Jordan wanting to be me? That video would be all over the jl servers in seconds. You're never living it down, Jordo."

"Well, I guess I have to give you some wins. Ugh, I guess I should get back on duty. I'm flying to Xudar next, and I really shouldn't get behind schedule."

Guy doesn't say bye, or anything stupid like that, but he might, just maybe, think it.

#hal uses guardians like most people use god and/or jesus christ #this is not my favorite snippet but I'm developing on it #this is like 90s era hal and then vague guy because I don't know him as well #the idea is going in my head

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aita-blorbos · 1 year

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Am I the Asshole for pranking my substitute teacher?

I, 15m, was walking to class one day with my friends, (15 f) (16m) when I noticed that my teacher was not there. It was a Sub and like look I'm not gonna assume but she looked liked those prissy subs you see in cartoons so. Already not off to a good start. So I arrive to class with my friends, and my friend 16 m is just like ‘oh shit’. Turns out the sub is his aunt! Funny how that works. Also his family is. Not good. Like there's three good people in his immediate family and one of them is a seven year old. So anyways I arrive and she gives me a look that is crustier than her. Overused eyeshadow. So anyways I sit down and IMMEDIATELY she calls me bacl up. I am like, okay, what’s the matter do you need smth or and am jsut very confused. She tells me that my arm is "indecent" (I should also add I have a prosthetic). So like. How do I process this. Like I was honestly kinda taken aback bc holy shit she just said that. To a whole--ass 14 year old too. Like cmon you can’t just tell somebody they’re indecent for like literally doing nothing to you and simply not having an arm what the hell. so she tells me to go grab a jacket or smth from my locker. This is where I get the idea. So I have a friend, who looks almost identical to me, and really the only way to tell us apart I the fact that we have different eye colors, and he has both arms. So, rather than listen to her, I decide to have a little fun. I mean if she’s going to make this hour miserable for me the least I can do is try to make it somewhat enjoyable. so I go to my friends classroom (I was his teacher’s favorite last year when I had him :>) and his teacher is cool with him coming and being me for a bit. So we go, switch outfits, he gets my flannel, and then he goes back to class instead of me. This is where the fun begins! So he wrrives, and she doesn’t notice anything for like five minutes. So it gets hot out and he takes off my jacket (seriously did she expect me to wear that the whole time???) and THATS when she notices that he is not, in fact, me. Meanwhile. I am getting FREE Fritos bc I am hungry. So while my friend plays dumb ya boi got his prosthetic stuck in the vending machine (again) (the janitor at my school is thrilled I think that he has to do this at least three times a week (he is not)) So anyways while my friend is being all gaslight gatekeeper girlboss and convincing her that he never had a metal arm I shoot him a text saying that it’s time to switch. Back. Keep in mind I don't even have the prosthetic now. we switch outfits and I go back to my first hour. Sub is now EVEN MORE CONFUSED and I continue my gaslight gatekeep girlbossing. she’s like ‘just a minute ago you had both arms where did that go’ and I’m like ‘wdym I never had that I think you need to get your eyes checked :>’. She is fuming btw :>. So we continue to swap every so often and by the time first period was over this woman was about to blow a gasket. At some point I brought the Fritos to class and was just snackin instead of working. Somehow she noticed the arm but not this (I think she might actually need her eyes checked) like. Not even when I threw one at my 15 f friend. Also, I gave my other friends teacher a play by play and he was amused by my shenanigans :>. Am I the asshole?

#aita #am i the asshole #unreality #ableism #KING SHIT!!!!

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indecisive-dizzy · 9 months

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Ramble about Eddie to your heart’s content, bestie :D

I’m honestly very interested in your ideas :3

Again, don’t be scared to just ramble in my ask box, I love hearing peoples ideas

AJDKKAGAJAKAK- THANK YOU <3 <3

I'm wailing rn /pos

My AU! Disabled Eddie!! Ok so he wasn't born with his disability, it came about later.

My Current story is that he had stroke in late middle/early high school! I have done research and Yes it is possible for teens and younger to have strokes. From what I recall it can be significantly worse for them compared to adult strokes

Eddie was left with permanent complications and is disabled bc of it. He has coordination, balance, and general mobility complications among a list of other post stroke effects. I just found the word I was looking for a few days ago to describe his mobility issues, it's Ataxia!

Eddie has to deal with bouts of muscle weakness on his right side which can effect his vision. He also gets vertigo a Lot and at this point dizziness is expected every time he stands.

He uses forearm crutches when he needs extra help walking bc he does have good days where he may not need them! But for longer distances he brings them bc he's better safe than sorry. He also has cane but he doesn't use it As much.

He also has a wheelchair that he Hates. He hates having to use it. But his Really horrible days leave him unable to stand, much less walk. He wishes he could just hide it somewhere and never think about it but alas. it's important.

He dislikes the wheelchair so much bc it makes him feel useless. He is Not! I want to clarify that wheelchair users are perfectly Capable and Independent! Eddie just has an issue with overachieving and working himself too hard. He wants to be helpful and do So Much but there are some things he can't do while in his wheelchair. He was stuck in a chair for months after his stroke and it was devastating back then. He has No good memories with a wheelchair so he continues to dislike using it.

Ok putting a read more bc I am not shutting up for a While

Relationships with the neighbors! Generally the same. Barnaby doesn't chase him bc that would be mean (? I can't think of a better way to describe it)

Sally is still Sally but she's specific on her mailman hate (lmao) to make sure Eddie and everyone else knows she's not faulting him for his disability.

Hmm yeah everything else is pretty much the same. I guess everyone is also more open about offering Eddie help from time to time if he looks like he needs an extra hand. They're not persistent or anything, but if they see him struggling to carry a package or two they're more inclined to help.

I still don't know how Howdy gets his shit. Honestly If Eddie is having a crutch or chair day,, Howdy just won't get his stock unless he gets it himself. I can't think of a way for Eddie to deliver all those heavy ass boxes.

He does ask people to pick up their packages occasionally too. He tries to deliver them all himself but it's not always possible. He offers a trolley they can use.

I want to talk about angst. So this is very specific, I'll try to keep it short. growing up, Eddie lived in a four bedroom house. two downstairs master bedrooms and two upstairs normal bedrooms. Before his stroke he was upstairs, his older brother in the other room, and his older sister in the bedroom downstairs.

Afterwards he had to move downstairs. His sister Hated this. She loved her room and her private bathroom and she was very prissy about it.

This snowballed into her just,, taking all her frustrations out on Eddie. He took Her Bedroom. He's getting all the attention. Her little brother was ruining everything.

Eddie was devastated by this. He went as far as to attempt to convince his parents to let them switch rooms again. He couldn't physically walk up the stairs most days but he just wanted his big sister to not hate him anymore.

Their relationship never fully recovered. As an adult Eddie will still find ways to blame himself and feel guilty. But he just can't bring himself to talk to her.

They used to be so close. She let Eddie experiment with her makeup, they talked about fashion and boys and she helped him so so much when he was questioning his sexuality.

and then it just, fell apart. But not quietly like a loose thread but rather a house that wasn't built quite right and the screws came loose one by one.

Eddie's memory gets really fuzzy when thinking that far back. but some of those memories are burned into his mind and he wishes he could forget them like he does everything else.

#ouch i hurt my own heart #eddie my love im srry but to be loved by me means suffering with my angst #side bit: the stroke also impacted his memory issues #they were already there but they kinda got worse #anyway thank u again for letting me ramble sniff #i have to remember to invade ur inbox bestie #but im literally so annoying and i keep putting it off #keep sending me ur ideas to!! i also enjoy indulging in others thoughts!#but yeah eddie i fucked you up and I'm (not) sorry <3 <3 #i always hc eddie as being very close yo his siblings. so ruining that? hoo boy it hurts haha #dizztalkstoomuch #neon child #welcome home #eddie dear #eddie dear au #???? ig ill put that for now #i need to make my own tag for this au i just cant think of anything clever rn lol #anyway this is incredibly long and i need food #and sleep! sooo Good night! :) ✨✨✨#also i apologize for any typos. im eepy <3

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mothers-of-yn · 2 years

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You Flood My Mind, My Body and My Heart

eventual smut, longing, mutual pining, heartache, unrequited love, jealousy, a dash of justifiable murder, Y/N, angst, Y/N tries to help arthur get over his ex, eventual fluff, soft fluff, pining, i really don't like her, arthur deserves better, Y/N is AFAB and goes by she/her in this

~900 words

Y/N L/N wistfully gazed at Arthur, as he swung the axe back over his head and easily split the log. She couldn't help but notice the sweat gathering on his arms and neck. Her steely blue eyes followed his every movement as he struck it into the stump. He wiped himself down and picked his jacket up.

He was a work of art to her, in every possible way.

Arthur moved to his tent and noticed something peculiar on his table, a letter. He picked it up carefully and slowly read through it. You saw excitement and fear rush through his face, as his perfect blue eyes trailed over the writing. He set it down and brushed his hand over a photograph. He brushed the sweat off his left and hopped onto his horse's saddle.

Y/N pushed her hair back and perked up. Curiosity was her weakness; she knew the framed photographs were of two women. She feared the worst.

She stood up and walked over to his cot. She plopped down on the familiarly hard bed and picked up the letter, noting the fine cardstock and the pencil scrawl. As she read through it, she felt anger. This, this was the infamous Mary Linton, the heart crushing, dreadful bitch that held Arthur Morgan's tender heart in her clawed hands, picking away at it like a raven on a carcass. Her eyes darted to the photograph, the one of the woman in white, with dark hair, the Mary Linton. Y/N may only have been 19, but she could tell a manipulator on sight.

The other women chittered about her every now and then, and she couldn’t help but listen in. Arthur rarely bothered to even look at her, despite her tries. He was stuck on her, the unobtainable gal, the one who liked to toy with people, Mary. Just reading her writings, seeing her, she couldn’t help but wonder why a wonderful man like Arthur would ever fall in love with a woman like that. He never seemed like the type to fall for a prissy little princess. She had a prettyish face, but Y/N couldn’t think of why in Christ's name that would be enough.

“Y/N! What do you think you’re doing?” Dutch’s voice came from behind her. She should have noticed him, but she was far too wrapped up in her thoughts. Y/N dropped the photograph in surprise and stammered out a response.

"N-nothing, Mr. Van der Linde, just wanted to see who the famed Mary Linton was,” the explanation was laced with subtle venom. The man hummed out a response, understanding the matter.

“I see you’ve heard of her. What’s on your mind, miss?” he asked. His tone was understanding, she felt safer telling him just what she thought of her.

“I don’t understand how she could string him along like this!” she sputtered out in anger. “Was she always like this?”

“I’m afraid so, miss L/N. Always.”

“God, what was she like? I don’t understand how he could even stand a woman like that!” she hissed, dropping the frame onto the table.

“Oh, I don’t know a polite word for her.” Dutch absentmindedly mused, his sharp eyes lingering on her, as she leaned against the wagon. “Left him for a richer man one day, couldn’t wait for a day longer for him to leave all of us for her, messed the poor boy up terribly. You wouldn’t know what I'd give for him to be happy again with someone nothin’ like her.”

“I know. I've been meaning to tell him about all this, but I just... can’t.”

“He’s a smart man, my Arthur, if a bit thick. You might have to hint at him, don’t be scared of being overt. He can’t resist you for long, y’know. You're a beautiful, intelligent young woman, Y/N, any man would be lucky to have you. I’d love a daughter in law just like you.” Dutch turned and walked off. She felt like throwing out the photograph and the letter right then and there.

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A rather crestfallen Arthur returned that night, though with a lovesick twinkle in his eye. Y/N swept her hair behind her ears and sat next to him gingerly. Dutch’s words rested on her heart and she knew she could help him.

“Hey, Arthur.” she softly said. He shifted aways so shyly, but she understood. “I heard you were out with, uhh... what’s her name?”

“Mary, yeah. She just needed some help with something, not a big deal.” he wistfully uttered.

“She doesn’t deserve you, Arthur.”

“Y/N, it wasn’t like that. Besides, it was just nice seeing her again, despite the situation.”

“You’ve ought to move on, for your own sake.” Y/N innocently looked up into his eyes and placed her hand on his. He stood and moved away.

“I’ll catch ya later then, Y/N.” he coldly stated. Tears started rolling down her fine cheeks and she pressed her head into her palms.

How could he be so unaware as to not see her right there? How could he not see her pine for these months?

Y/N could see the pain in his eyes as he rejected her for the night. Mary. She figured it must be Mary, Mary not letting him loose even after all these years, not letting him live his own life. Y/N knew just how happy she could make him, if he just let her try. Y/N wouldn’t ever hurt him like that.

Y/N wasn't her and would never be her or like her.

#arthur morgan #arthur morgan x mary gillis #arthur morgan x you #arthur morgan x y/n #rdr2 #happy ending #pining #mutual pining #rdr2 fanfic #arthur x reader #arthur morgan x reader #arthur morgan x female reader #mary linton #mary gillis

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factorialsotherfandoms · 8 months

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Screaming again don't mind me, just I usually realise the tags are going to be trashfires but I went to bed before the inciting incident last night and oh boy are my blocked tags insufficient huh.

This should be taken in the context of I've had a long week, I'm literally ill, and I just want thoughts out my head so I can enjoy the streams tonight please thank you love you all <3

I'm sat here like on the one hand Sunny being upset about last night is COMPLETELY legit. Like I think I know where Philza was coming from - Tubbo and Slime both respawn when killed, which 'real' eggs don't - but many of the words he said while his usual teasing were out of line, especially when Tubbo wasn't there to defend himself. And like a kid isn't going to see that so fine its cool if I thought it was ever going to get resolved yeah no perfect sense here. And even with that logic in mind it's a fucking dick thing to say. There were only bad answers. It was a question designed to have only bad answers. The least bad answer was probably honestly Trump as not only is he dead all his parents are too, but that suuuucks.

On the other hand, I know where this started and what it started with is with ccPhilza's tone of voice and phrasing (because those are the same as qPhilza's in many of the instances), and I do not think it was ever appropriate to have this come up as a thing in the first place. I don't care about the IC-ness or whatever right now, I mean pure simple if this should ever have been a plot point in the first place. And the longer it goes on without anyone fucking telling Phil so he can fix it the more certain I am it was a fucking awful move that never should have started - and if Sunny didn't already think Phil hated her, maybe this would be more interesting! The whole thing with the Tubbo and Gegg.

Anyway point. QSMP is supposed to be about cultural exchange and communication over differences and language and stuff, but what's being done here is reinforcing genuinely harmful with real life consequences stereotypes about English Northerners - the sorts of which have things like people being put on blacklists by their own home insurance providers due to being 'difficult customers', and having the cops called on them for 'being aggressive' when they said fuck a bit and laughed too loud, and being failed in class for talking wrong, and I just... The one thing from last night is completely legit. That's entirely and perfectly legit and all that, but the fact is it's not in isolation and whether intentionally or not every time Sunny and Philza are in a room together no matter what I blacklist if I look in the tags for my primary PoV it becomes a fucktonne of classist microagressions.

And like ccPhilza may well be fine with it! And that's cool and all! (Though I'm honestly not convinced he's entirely aware ooc Sunny's afraid of him) But much like any of these things, it's not /only/ the cc who stands to be hurt by it.

Which is to say I think Sunny's admin is a good roleplayer but not so good at being an NPC and is - probably accidentally, and only in a minor way god knows the rest of the media joins in - contributing to genuine and actual harm with their choices here. Calling Philza aggressive or scary based on his accent, phrasing, and tone of voice (and like this is outside of last night - this is how it /started/ not where it is now) is in a similar if smaller vein to saying the French players are stuck up, entitled, prissy, flirtatious, etc for having French accents. Or the Mexicans are stupid for their accents. And when he's the only northerner and he genuinely isn't being aggressive when he's being accused of it it's... uncomfy. ESPECIALLY as it's not from another player, it's from a fucking admin('s character) who should be being held to a higher standard on shit like this as the admin's are part of the organisation team.

It'd be less bad if there were more regularly playing northerners, or if tubbo wasn't a southerner, or if she was afraid and people were yelling about her being afraid of other characters too, but it's /so/ noticably Philza.

And it's not intentional, there's very little chance it's intentional, but it's still why I have to put on a fake accent to call the DWP else I get blacklisted and treated significantly worse. One time I rang up, usual accent, after 40 minutes of being bounced around was told no. Rang back, spoke to someone else, put on my other accent, was treated significantly nicer and got told yes. And this shit happens regularly in my life. Northern is more natural to me but I can also do southern. And my sort of northern is considered more acceptable than ccPhil's!

I don't really want to talk about it, I just want to scream.

#discourse #qsmp crit #fandom neg #admin crit

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Yorii's Thoughts on Saitama Division

Sayaka Miyuki

"Ah, Sayaka-san! The woman behind the formation of TDD, herself! I have to say, there is quite possibly no one better to lead a division team than this woman, I'll tell you that. I mean, if she was able to get four of the greatest rappers together to form a powerful supergroup, then heading up her own team should be a piece of cake! I can't wait to see what rap skills she shows off for her my siblings and I when we meet!"

Lola Takahashi

Yorii looks at the photo of the model and a frown sets on his face as he looks at it.

"Ya' know, I truly don't mind Takahashi-san. Really and truly, I don't. When my producer told me that I was going to have the chance to meet her, I was excited. Ecstatic even! And when I finally met her, I can say the rumors about her beauty were not at all exaggerated! Truthfully, I don't know which side of her I prefer, the front or the back."

"But... during our introduction, she said something that really... set me off, so to speak. She said that, besides my hair, I resembled someone she was acquainted with. When I asked who, she said ██████, which I really didn't like. After that, I excused myself and went to the nearby restroom."

Yorii starts to become agitated as his hair gradually begins turning from blonde to pink.

"I-I tried to calm myself down, but... her words... they just stuck to me! And... I can't help but despise her for it."

Yorii looks up as his appearance has changed: his hair is now completely pink, and his eyes are red. He speaks, and his voice is deeper with an edge in it.

"Know this, you prissy hag! I am nothing like him! Do you hear me? Nothing! I am my own person with my own destiny! I am not him, I do not want to be him, and I will never be him! Do not ever compare me to him! Do you hear me?! Never in your life compare me to him!!"

Yorii breathes heavily as he finishes his tirade. He looks down as his appearance slowly goes back to normal. He looks up, a smile on his face.

"So yeah, because of that incident, it's safe to say we're not exactly on a good relationship with each other. ...Oh well!"

Kureha Koizumi

"Ohhh, is this the girl that Elliot's been gushing over?! I have to admit, she is kinda cute. But sadly, I'm not really into Goths. Besides, I promised myself and Kanra-chan I'd be faithful to her, so... yeah. But as for Elliot, I'm really happy for the guy! I heard he started talking art classes cause he wanted to talk to her more. Good on ya, El! Keep at it, bro! I'm rooting for you!"

Femme Fatale

"Like I said earlier, Sayaka-san's got a good handle on this team thing. I mean, I haven't seen her or her team really compete against anyone, except that no-name team in the qualifying round. But I'm really looking forward to seeing who their first opponents will be! It'll be fun to see!"

#hypmic #hypmic oc #hypnosis mic #hypnosis mic oc #hypnosis microphone #yorii sakuma #saitama division #sayaka miyuki #lola takahashi #kureha koizumi

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Am I the asshole for pranking my substitute teacher?

#spooky month #spooky month o #oc #fake aita

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Am I the asshole for pranking my substitute teacher? I, 15m, was walking to class one day with my friends, (15 f) (16m) when I noticed that my teacher was not there. It was a Sub and like look I'm not gonna assume but she looked liked those prissy subs you see in cartoons so. Already not off to a good start. So I arrive to class with my friends, and my friend 16 m is just like ‘oh shit’. Turns out the sub is his aunt! Funny how that works. Also his family is. Not good. Like there's three good people in his immediate family and one of them is a seven year old. So anyways I arrive and she gives me a look that is crustier than her. Overused eyeshadow. So anyways I sit down and IMMEDIATELY she calls me bacl up. I am like, okay, what’s the matter do you need smth or and am jsut very confused. She tells me that my arm is "indecent" (I should also add I have a prosthetic). So like. How do I process this. Like I was honestly kinda taken aback bc holy shit she just said that. To a whole--ass 14 year old too. Like cmon you can’t just tell somebody they’re indecent for like literally doing nothing to you and simply not having an arm what the hell. so she tells me to go grab a jacket or smth from my locker. This is where I get the idea. So I have a friend, who looks almost identical to me, and really the only way to tell us apart I the fact that we have different eye colors, and he has both arms. So, rather than listen to her, I decide to have a little fun. I mean if she’s going to make this hour miserable for me the least I can do is try to make it somewhat enjoyable. so I go to my friends classroom (I was his teacher’s favorite last year when I had him :>) and his teacher is cool with him coming and being me for a bit. So we go, switch outfits, he gets my flannel, and then he goes back to class instead of me. This is where the fun begins! So he wrrives, and she doesn’t notice anything for like five minutes. So it gets hot out and he takes off my jacket (seriously did she expect me to wear that the whole time???) and THATS when she notices that he is not, in fact, me. Meanwhile. I am getting FREE Fritos bc I am hungry. So while my friend plays dumb ya boi got his prosthetic stuck in the vending machine (again) (the janitor at my school is thrilled I think that he has to do this at least three times a week (he is not)) So anyways while my friend is being all gaslight gatekeeper girlboss and convincing her that he never had a metal arm I shoot him a text saying that it’s time to switch. Back. Keep in mind I don't even have the prosthetic now. we switch outfits and I go back to my first hour. Sub is now EVEN MORE CONFUSED and I continue my gaslight gatekeep girlbossing. she’s like ‘just a minute ago you had both arms where did that go’ and I’m like ‘wdym I never had that I think you need to get your eyes checked :>’. She is fuming btw :>. So we continue to swap every so often and by the time first period was over this woman was about to blow a gasket. At some point I brought the Fritos to class and was just snackin instead of working. Somehow she noticed the arm but not this (I think she might actually need her eyes checked) like. Not even when I threw one at my 15 f friend. Also, I gave my other friends teacher a play by play and he was amused by my shenanigans :>. Am I the asshole?

"NTA"

I love when we're let out of our enclosures

#Freddie

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❝i'm sorry people are so jealous of me, but i can't help it that i'm popular.❞

ɴᴀᴍᴇ: gretchen carmelita wieners ꜰᴀᴄᴇᴄʟᴀɪᴍ: christina nadin ᴀɢᴇ: 21 ᴘʀᴏɴᴏᴜɴ��: she/her ᴘᴏꜱɪᴛɪᴏɴ: personal assistant to madison montgomery ʜᴀɪʀ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ: dark brown ᴇ��ᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ: green ʜᴇɪɢʜᴛ: 5'7 ꜱᴇxᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ: bisexual ( closeted ) ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱʜɪᴘ ꜱᴛᴀᴛᴜꜱ: single ꜰᴇᴀʀꜱ: becoming irrelevant, losing her connections & lifestyle ʙʀɪᴇꜰ ʙɪᴏ: glitz, glamour, the limelight.. gretchen wieners loved and thrived in it all. her childhood was a happy one, she'd gone to more places than the average person would go in a lifetime by the time she was 8 years old and had all the best her parents could offer. this lead to her becoming quite the spoiled girl, but that didn't mean she lacked in friends-- she didn't care most people were friends with her for popularity's sake, the more well known she was the better after all. high school was a breeze, she and her two best friends, regina and karen, remained at the top of the food chain. she may not have been the leader, but she was often pulling the strings behind the scenes, making sure things always worked out in regina's favor; if there was something that needed to be done, gretchen would make sure it was, whether or not it was her doing the work ( which most of the time, she wasn't.. she'd often rope others into the grunt work ) but high school didn't last forever and she was forced to go out into the real world. college wasn't in the cards for her, that much she knew, she wanted to go straight into working in the industry and that's exactly what she got. it was no surprise to anyone that the job her dad got her was that of being a personal assistant to one of her favorite actresses. news of how good she was spread and before she knew it, she was booked and busy, although a little stressed, which comes with the nature of the business. when she was approached by madison montgomery's management team, she couldn't help but say yes, everyone knew how infamous the former teen star was, but if there was one thing gretchen loved, it was a big comeback. ᴘᴇʀꜱᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ: gretchen wieners knows what she wants and she's not afraid to do what it takes to get it. stuck up and more than a bit prissy, she fits perfectly into the stereotypical southern california mold, but don't let her valley girl persona fool you, she's not a total airhead-- at least not so much as an adult. when it comes to her work, she does her damn best, but outside of that, she loves to cut loose, and especially gossip. she knows everything about everyone, the proud keeper of secrets. don't worry, she'll keep her mouth shut..maybe.

#i love my baby & i'm so stoked to bring her to this group verse ;-;#pls i've had so much kate & april & gretchen brainrot #gv black hills #— ❛❛ // GRETCHEN WIENERS ¦ i can't help it that i'm popular ・「 verse: black hills ! 」

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May 2005

May 1, 2005

Like woah. I totally just got a copy of the story of ferdinand on dvd, I'm gonna burn it and try to put it online so you're pretty little eyes can see all about "from under the cork tree". Its so amazing.

Turn me on like a switch and off like a faucet. We had fun at bamboozled but we were definitely pissed off about all of the kids that weren't allowed in while we were playing. That's all on the fire marshall and staff their. We definitely told them things had to be different next year if we were gonna play.

Me and william from academy are probably gonna do this project next year, watch out for it.

Lately on the internet all I have been reading is how we're either gonna be the next big thing and save this kind of music or how we ruined it and our record is terrible. I personally think we fall somewhere in between. Its a lot of pressure either way and all we hope is that you check out the record for yourself and decide on your own.

We got a big tour were planning for the fall.

Staylovely

May 3, 2005

come on, get FUCT!

no we're not being mean or saying get laid... go out and grab our new record "from under the cork tree", it's out rigggght now.

what about when cartman has the tea party with: artemis clyde frog, polly prissy pants, and peter panda. pretty hilarious.

new jersey gave me some awesome closet secrets but it's new york that i'm just this in love with.

news about some stuff in the next day or so.

May 3, 2005

i love the way you type...

didn't you think it would be about time where it got to the point where people hated us just for the sake of it? i have so much to say about it but i am keeping it in. it's just not worth addressing every internet claim or review. no offense to your standards but i don't think you got the point of what we were doing. THE LYRICS and SONGS are a commentary on YOU. you are what is ruining music and what we love... we aren't writing summer songs and we aren't writing progressive music- we're calling you out- so when we're reading your IMs, we're laughing cause you didn't even get it. everything you read about us isn't true. i'm not saying everyone should love our record or us, that would be ridiculous. music is a very subjective thing. i understand that but your condescending bullshit and unnecessary harshness doesn't go unnoticed. we remember you and the way you can't ever say anything to our faces. what are you in it for? the music or the misery? thanks to the people who have stuck by us through thick and thin... you are our heart.

what would they say if they could see us now?

keep l i / o ving

- petey

May 4, 2005

thank you nyc for coming out to our first record release. we have our second in chicago. we are so excited. we have many things we are planning to make your pretty head spin.

what about jay-z and beyonce rocking out to fob? totally one of the few times i have ever felt super starstruck at one of our shows. crazy shit like that only happens in new york…

i lost my cellphone yesterday- send the waaaaahmbulance as soon as possible.

Xxoo

05/04/05 Q&A

question

does patrick want to only sing? because my husband is an amazing guitarist……..

answer

my husband (patrick) is an amazing guitarist too.

05/05/05

question

pete. being in love with your best friend: in or out in 2005?

answer

same sex, definitely in. opposite sex was like so 90’s.

May 11, 2005

a day in the life of the new york trip:

woken up today at 9 am by patrick and our publicist to do an interview for rollingstone. my throat is fucking wrecked. couldn't really talk in the interview.

joe and hurley go to get haircuts at some fancypants spot. patrick and i on the other had are content with looking like we haven't showered in a month.

pick up my sister and go over to NBC studios.

soundcheck and realize that no back ups will be going on tonight. i can barely sing regularly and mostly suck but can't even really talk.

soundcheck goes pretty badly. go back and hope that it goes alright.

run into matt dillon backstage. definitely comment on the movie "over thedge", dunno if he appreciated it. he said "punkrock huh? you sound like the pistols" i had to pee so i said "yeah kind of" and went to the bathroom.

change and our publicist tapes the hole in the crotch of my pants and says i will ruin the entire show if they rip. but i think a blur on conan would be pretty funny.

i gotta say this is one of the only times i have been nervous about performing. mostly because it was so unnatural. its not like a show at all, so that felt awkward. the rest went alright. i'm glad you guys make us feel so comfortable and all, its the only thing that makes it worth keeping on doing this.

home soon.

sorry for the lack of updates. got a writers block attatched to a chain around my neck.

truelove

05/11/05

question

Why did patrick suck balls on FUSE?

answer

that kid is my bestfriend, i don’t care if you’re a girl i’d still punch you in the mouth if you said that to my face. have a nice day.

05/14/05

question

hey peter!! if u or william ever need help getting those hott girls pants or tight shirts off im here.

answer

thanks, but i handle his shirts and he handles my pants. then we switch.

question

Pete, it seems as though you always go for the rude/aggressive/not-so-nice girls. Or that is how it seems to me. Forgive me if I am wrong. Why is that? Why dont you go for a girl that is nice and sweet, but can be aggressive when she needs to be?

answer

haha. woah. it seems like you’ve been looking through the keyhole in at my life. i go for girls that my heart/hips like.

question

just how much of your songs is based in fact and how much in fiction? are they all about things that actually happened?

answer

we don’t write fiction.

question

Hey Pete, Well I gotta be honest, i just recently became a Fall Out Boy fan, but better late than never i guess. Anywho, i live in wilmette like 3 houses down from you and our dads play golf together every sunday. What was your favorite thing to do as a kid growing up in this town?

answer

i liked fireworks and skateboarding.

question

lets just be honest here — how completely jealous are you that i just came home from seeing mars black, the faint, and BRIGHT EYES at the riviera???? gasp!! it was beyond fabulous!

answer

nope. im going tonight.

question

where, and who to did the guys lose their virginty?

answer

hahahahahahahaha. jesus.

question

one of my guy friends (which is ugly and fat) asked me out but i told him i was going out with one of my other guy friends, so i had to ask my guy friend to fake going out with me even though we arent. now my fat ugly guy friend hates me and all my friends that like my fake boyfriend hate me too. was this as wrong as i think it is?

answer

yes. honestly, the best bet is always honesty on this type of stuff. everyone is always one step away from being ugly and fat themselves so think about that before you completely crush someone else.

question

the song with no sexual lyric: nobody puts baby in the corner.

answer

yes. honestly, the best bet is always honesty on this type of stuff. everyone is always one step away from being ugly and fat themselves so think about that before you completely crush someone else.

question

the song with no sexual lyric: nobody puts baby in the corner.

answer

judges? “nothing comes as easy as you”- “can i lay in your bed all day”

question

i was watching the “saturday” video and i noticed that all of you were wearing red armbands. i was wondering of there was any significane to it?

answer

viva le revolucion. message two. more to follow.

question

Best piece of literature youve ever read? and… tell patrick he fucking rocks. he doesnt get enough positive attention on here for getting the kickass guy he is.

answer

the best piece of literature i ever read was this torn up zine about 3 years ago- its called “go on, get left at an altar”- absolutely amazing. trust me patrick gets alot of positive attention. we make a trophy for him every night at a show and then we sing “you are the champion of the world” when he walks onto the bus.

question

Push-up bras: in or out in 2005?

answer

out. work with what you got.

question

I think I found the innuendo free song. “Sophomore Slump Or Comeback Of The Year”, am I right?

answer

patrick says “or are we just going down” is technically sexual.

question

im confused. who has the bad twin pancho or bedussey? will pancho make a creepy yet awe inspiring cameo in the sequel?

answer

pancho is dead or gone, we’re not sure. he will not be in Bad Twin

05/15/05

question

Is the song without a sexual reference Ive Got a Dark Alley and a Bad Idea That Says You Should Shut Your Mouth?

answer

“kisses on the necks of just friends” kinda sexy dont you think. like if my friend was say william beckett that would be really sexy.

question

my brother just ate all my funyons.. do i pound on him or let it slide?

answer

funyons are gross. he did you a favor, high five him.

question

Get busy living or get busy dying - Is the innuendo free song. But then theres - Ive got a dark alley and a bad idea.. but the just friends part can be seen as an innuendo, so I go with my first answer. Is it right or am i wrong twice?

answer

“tell me you like boys like me better in the dark lying on top of you” “im falling apart to songs about HIPS and hearts”

question

im also in a band from the suburbs of chicago….whats the secret to your success?

answer

never really considered us successful. we’re always a step from falling apart. i guess success is just a matter of perspective. get in the van, its your best bet.

question

its my birthday today and to be honest i miss the feeling of being excited about birthdays like when i was younger. my question is: whats the thing you miss most about being a “kid”.

answer

being carefree. not knowing what regret was.

question

do you think that your rising fame will result in you guys no longer playing intimate shows (Metro, HOB, etc) and not hanging out with us before/after shows or at other local shows like the KOC here at home in Chicago? PS: you guys should try to play at the KOC again (like The Academy Is… did in March) sometime - that show would be insane.

answer

its harder to play smaller shows now because they aren’t safe and because alot of people don’t get in- keep a look out though. we’ll be playing shows around chicago in small venues all next year under secret names.

question

Hey Peterpants. How come every time my bestest friend Anna puts you on our team in Oregon Trail, you die? Last time you drowned while we were trying to ford the river. It makes us very very sad. We cried like, ten times. Do you any suggestions for how we can keep you alive?

answer

we had to do like a simulated version of oregon trail called wagons west when i was in fourth grade with mr. kemp- and everyone in the class got married and had a family except me and andrew corcoran had to be cousins and he kept trying to give me hugs. we died in the winter anyway, i can’t say anything about it though. andrew kind of made me want to be dead.

question

so are you just trying to make us go crazy by saying theres a song with no sexual innuendo? cause you know we are all trying to figure out which one it is, but you know that there really isnt one.

answer

i think there are two

question

Is the song without a sexual reference Ive Got a Dark Alley and a Bad Idea That Says You Should Shut Your Mouth?

answer

that rules. i agree.

May 16, 2005

you wake up but not really. in the bedroom you grew up in. it's the only place on this entire planet that is yours- the only place on the planet that understands you. it understands the way your nerves flare every time you think about talking to anyone- scared into shyness at the thought of opening your mouth but the way you are the best hypocrite around when you're in front of a microphone. it knows what turns that switch on and off and back on again. it understands the way when you don't have a smile on your face everyone only spits: "whats wrong"s and "you look tired"s. so the way you keep it on your face just wide enough to avoid questions. it understands how neurotic you have become, the way you treat your flaws like old friends. the way you look in the mirror and think of yourself as "mr. misery"....

alot has been going on and not going on all at once. i went to the bright eyes show the other night expecting a near religious experience- possibly some connection. but i came away empty handed. i must say i winced when i realized that there wasn't an acoustic guitar in sight- though i was secretly hoping he'd play something off of "im wide awake", he stuck to his guns and played "digital ash" start to close. i then bought chuck's new book "haunted" and had a similiar experience- it felt watered down, kind of like reading stephen king rehashed over and over again. it scared me for a second, that maybe our new record feels like this to someone. more than anything i don't want to let you down. more than anything i hope that we are remembered for our sincerity, or not remembered at all.... there are big things in the air but i can't spill about them until i know for sure.

its funny the way i sit outside my house and there are seagulls overhead, but this far from the coast. it doesn't seem right. she said she would watch my troubles and worry so i wouldn't have to pack them and take them everywhere with me. and there's not a day that i don't think about dropping out and moving to the middle of nowhere cause sometimes it's just not fun anymore. and only YOU make it at all worth it. all clubs and contests aside i lie awake nervous as hell waiting for the dream to end. and sometimes i spill all the pills out on the tiled floor and sit there and think about the sweat dripping the makeup off of your faces and thats all there is. always. i know this probably isn't making sense but this is how i spend most of my days, far from the person i am supposed to be. in between all of the hooks and the screams- the right clothes and our eyes darkened just to the right shade- there is a boy who just doesn't fit in. but if it weren't for this place we have made, i don't know where i would be. i just wanted you to know you have our hearts.

xxoo

May 17, 2005

i recieved this email a couple of days ago and have been being asked everyday since:

“There are flyers all over…and posted on MySpace sites…promoting a benefit show at Bethel Church in Palatine, hosted by Stereo Therapy Records. ( www.stereotherapyrecords.com)

Listed as playing…

American Homecoming

Breaking Back

Dear Me, Dear You

Just Left

Marty McFly

Second Star

Lost On 53

Mystery Guest

Then at the bottom are pictures of all the bands…including Fall Out Boy.

Then a kid in one of those bands asked me if you could sell out the place.

It holds 400.

Then another kid in one of the bands playing is telling people that you guys confirmed several days ago.

So are you playing it?

If not, they have definitely been using your image to promote the show on flyers and on their website, hinting that you will be playing.

April 25, 2005

"Hey stellas and stellers, I hope your week has been treating you well. I miss you all. The May 28th show at the Bethel Lutheran Church in Palatine has been confirmed. Go to the events for more information. We will have a special guest closing the show, and trust me, you will not want to miss it.”“

we are NOT playing this show, we will be out of town. we will not begin playing secret shows until after the fall next year and they will all be benefit shows…. we are all for supporting the local scene but at the same time do not want you to be suprised when we do not show up. please support local bands because they deserve it.

May 23, 2005

i just saw the most amazing sunset. it came in second to my eyes only behind the new starwars. there is simply nothing better than jedis. working in the lab.

had halloween in florida this year. so decided i'm gonna do my birthday there. come by and give me a highfive at the hardrock show.

May 24, 2005

hey. things havebeen kind of hectic lately.

i just wanted to let you guys know my opinion on whats going on with FOB and all.

"we're the kids you used to love, then we grew old"

first of all, with us being on TRL and all. i have loved bands growing up- there are so many bands that i kept in my back pocket and began hating them when they grew up and got bigger. at first i told everyone i knew "i cant believe you havent heard of savestheday/lifetime/quicksand" then when i started seeing kids wearing the shirts and other kids at my school (that i didnt think were as cool as me) started talking about them- they stopped being cool to me, they stopped being my secret. being a part of this band has changed everything for me. when i was younger and i saw axl rose walk off the bus in the "welcome to the jungle video" i was like holy fuck- i want to be him. you have to believe me when i tell you this band was never supposed to get where it has- those who were there in the beginning know that- we were terrible, it was just something fun for us to do (if you dont believe me go try and find our demo and listen to it). but before we are in a band- WE ARE FANS OF MUSIC. most of the music out there on trl or the radio is complete shit to me- thats why when bands like: blink, new found, thursday, or taking back sunday get played or are on TRL- i loved it. id rather see a tbs or nfg video than a little jon or mariah carrey one any day of the week, and hopefully a couple of you feel that way about "sugar we're going down". they represent sincere music to me. it was like they were the flag that represented our scene and what we were doing- and everything we believed in. it made me smile to see- i have met and or am friends with all of those bands and they are doing it for the right reasons.

that being said, we want to be out there at the forefront of it- representing our scene, representing the people who have always believed in us. i understand that growing pains suck and sometimes it's hard to deal with. but we will always be the same boring kids from the suburbs of chicago. we have NEVER played their game. we do what we want. when they tried to get us to shoot a video with "a swimming pool party, with hot girls and punk oriented kids dancing" we said FUCK NO, that was not fob. When they asked us to do a mall tour we said FUCK NO that is not fob. We've been asked out by countless bands that we don't respect (for how they treat their fans or how they portray themselves) and we've turned it down, even if it would have made us much bigger. We've been offered sponsorships by companies that we do not agree with and we've turned them down even though they offered us alot of money. this is what we believe in. we (you and us) own these songs and we wont let them be cheapened by shit like that. the only reason MTV is interested in playing a video as weird as antler boy is because you guys bought the hell out of the record the first week. that is all real. i sometimes pinch myself, cause it's so unbelievable. bands always say "we're not gonna change"- but the proof is in the pudding, come and find me on warped tour- we're ready to prove the wrong.

no matter what happens fob has always been blood,sweat,gas,tears,fights and love. it is our rushmore. it is what we want to be remembered for. thank you so much for what you give us. if it means half that much for you help us out and vote on trl (on the news page). if it doesn't at least maybe this will explain our thinking. who would have ever thought you would be able to see an FOB video on tv?

as ive gotten older ive realized that noone is born cool- everyone has some deep dark secret- a band that got them into it all- for me those bands are like defleppard and metallica- for others i am sure they are bands that people would call cheesy or whatever- but hopefully these bands open the door for you to check out other bands that you might not have heard of otherwise. so when i go on our messageboard and see someone asking a question and see an og fob fan say "why dont you fucking know that" or "check the fucking thread below" or "shut up" or whatever it makes me feel like shit. imagine if we treated newbie bands like that, some of you never would have heard of the academy is or gym class heroes (even though both of these bands are so great they would have gotten there eventually)... so please try and be understanding- we love our oldest fans, you mean so much- and we'll always have cool stuff like the secret order of fob and secret shows, so don't worry.

anyway. i'm rambling and this probably doesnt make much sense. but ive been there before and just kinda wanted to explain some of my/our thoughts.

last night i saw my world explode.

May 26, 2005

Its not me, its you

The (after)life(r) of the party

Blow out the candles

And try to forget another year of favors (and how long its gonna take to repay them)

And sleeping in between cities

Im up to the hips with dreams

We’re green and gold racing towards 6 am

Who was me last night?

“slow down pretty boy”

but youre just not keeping up

and I never told you the way I love how you sleep in your make up

its not romance but itll have to do

would it be forward of me to say im the best youll (n)ever have

and dollface dreams are just something that get in the way of giving in

broken down not broken out

im only good for a couple of hours on your couch,

hand down the front of your pants or maybe for a story or two

im a stitch away from making it

and a scar away from falling apart

full moon pills got me out on the streets at night

watch me transform in the moonlight

I watch you work the room

Knowing that its their smiles and clinking drinks at cocktail hour

But its always me at this time of night

Hips pressed close to mine – true blue

The way they talk about you aint even close

Envelopes postmarked to nowhere

Vacant baby

Im checking out

failure never looked so pretty

Line em up, flashes across the room in red

Kiss me electric

Leave my best days in memories

And my bestlines closed tight in books

Keep the lights off so I cant see your tears

She said “we should move somewhere deep in the middle of july”

And I replied “dream me up something better than me and you”

- petey

05/26/05 Q&A

question

Someone on a fall out boy group on Myspace is saying patrick has a myspace profile.But everyone is saying its fake becuse you dont even have one and you would be the first one to have one.So is it true that Patrick has one or is the profile just dead fake.

answer

patrick does not have a myspace profile. he thinks the internet is the name of a taking back sunday song.

05/29/05

question

patrick has amazing lips…can i kiss them?

answer

they look amazing but they are poisonous, how did you think i got too sick to make it to europe?

question

Do you ever wish that you were as drop dead sexy as Patrick is!?

answer

no he is so sexy that i bet it burns him alittle bit on the inside. that scares me.

#fall out boy #pete wentz #livejournal #pete wentz livejournal

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the-firebird69 · 6 months

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There are a few more things about today that we're kind of hurtful these people are expressing themselves about our son in the wrong way and they keep saying that their empire they're running around him saying and our son says you're not even empire you're not suitable empire you're being executed right out there like 20 miles away in the furnace I don't want to hear all this s*** from every single one of you and it doesn't view any good cuz the empire wants you to shut your pie hole and doesn't want to associate with you and they start going to work what the hell you doing I'm being mean can finally comes around at some point in Stan and then become massive rebels because they see that these guys are just feeding the empire and part of the problem is the guy in the frontal lobe of Matt's place in the cause he's a child and he's riding on Mac his rapping on back I mean there's some stupid stuff going on that you should stop I look at it this way they're both rebels and the guy should shut up cuz he's stuck in there so they said you have to respect someone who can figure that out they went out to him and said just what the f*** are you doing and if he's going your way it's going your way they said I can't help it I have to tell them you're telling them they're having you guys fight and you're getting rid of you because that's what they do every time you really you're not really that bright when you're stuck together and they're using that fact that you're really kind of a mess and that you think you can change their minds by saying some dumb stuff as motivation and they move real fast and he said boy this is dumb and it's new to these people but I said a little and I started thinking about it thank you Mac said thank you and our son has said this before now these masks are not real happy with him but they're doing nothing except making people angry they're aware that making our son angry and they keep trying to dig him it doesn't really do anything valuable and they're getting hit and again taking apart but that's their problem and you know why it's very simple you can't stand hearing there's we cannot stand hearing their prissy little mouth it comes out and starts saying s*** they can't back up and they're going to get there now we are going to war with you people you Max and you better learn how to shut your face where you going to go real quick

Thor Freya

I have to tell you what we're doing is messing up some stuff. And it's disgusting here and we're not doing anything to help and we're running our plan and we can't see anything wrong with it and he says you are at the Giants and can't get to them and you know where some of them are and you're spoiled brats and you see the face and you know that they escaped you don't know what to wear I don't know what they have on Saturn if anything I'm sure they didn't sit around although they didn't have too much time and you don't know what's on Mars questions a lot of questions and you can't deep scan we hear all that and say it's true I'm trying to slow down and we can't oh well it's like arguing over nothing we're sitting there piss him off and he's doing stuff and we don't know what it is and it's probably getting worse and worse and nobody can see our point of view and they're not nothing but they don't do things right and yeah I guess we're encouraging it and he doesn't fall for their redhead Cockney stuff cock need it really is cock need it's a real low level thug stuff and believe me cuz I'm telling you that events are matching up with what we want it's like mob stuff it's not a military technique it's low level psychology and you guys are going to be doomed if this is what you got. And his contrary to what we want to do and he says it and we noticed that it is we're having a lot of problems he says how can I help you and we're sort of getting something we're sitting here talking and they're angry about it but sure they want to know how they can help and yeah so since desert after us the Zerg after us and we don't know what superbikes can do now that's supposed to be probably right we probably don't know no we know and don't need it she says what the f*** are you doing asking for it all day long for years and they're saying we made a monster to fight me so it's okay he says then get off the line girlfriend

That was our son and that's how he talks to them because they're very evil condescending losers who insist on winning just like they're retarded kids and they didn't learn it from them their kids learned it from them and the kids don't have it and the empire doesn't have it yet but it's saying they do we know the status and people are going to get the status and and they're mad because you told them to seek the status and they're screaming about him and they don't know now we're going to publish

Thor Freya

Olympus

Zues Hera

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sword-and-lance · 2 years

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((yup I'm not entirely done and I wasn't joking about the Nereus/Lahabrea elaboration deserving its own post 8D

these two idiots (affectionate) I stg, like

it actually took a fair bit of time for them to even realize that oh yeah I do get the warm fuzzies about this person in THAT way don't I

and while Nereus was actually pretty willing to run with that, if a bit cautiously because this blowing up in his face like the other relationships he tried having would be kinda bad if he still had to work with the guy

Lahabrea was just. um. kind of scared actually even if he couldn't even admit that that's what it was to himself

I mean of course there's the whole specter of what if someone just uses me again hanging over him but also even if that wasn't the case--

after something that outright horrible happening to him, like

it leaves something awful and grievously wounded and angry in your chest that lashes out not just at other people but yourself, too, so he wasn't even convinced he deserved that chance because he (thought he had) fucked up so. BADLY. in his last relationship that he nearly got his own kid stuck into a fate possibly worse than death

despite supposedly being one of THE smartest people

and given that Ancient society was, um, clearly not good with mental health stuff, and given that he couldn't even actually talk about what happened for obvious reasons of having to admit to murdering someone, that all had to be terrifically isolating, too, on top of all the self-blame

and that nasty combination of bad feelings basically going at him 24/7 made him want to run from even a hint of a relationship because did he really deserve it after that and what if what if what if, and yet

he was also just as painfully lonely as Nereus was after all this time and (while he probably considered it selfish of him at first) he just...wanted just one single thing that was his, after sacrificing damn near everything of himself to the star, to the Convocation, to everyone and everything else until he truly had made himself a bit miserable as a human being

(He just liked to think he was above that sort of thing when L O L no you are not sir, and he nearly had a wholeass mental breakdown over it at one point even)

and Nereus was actually genuinely kind, if a bit prissy and vain outside of work, and even when Lahabrea's harder more jagged edges bit into him he never really blamed him for it--didn't like it, sure, no one likes being on the receiving end of someone being angry or distant or just plain difficult, but never got too pissed and seemed to realize it was coming from a place of immense hurt

(I mean the guy's a healer, it's generally pretty obvious to someone like that when someone's just lashing out in pain, rather than just being mean for the sake of being mean)

and he was just quite willing to sit there and listen when Lahabrea wasn't being too...mentally shut down about the whole thing to be functional about it, and yeah it took fucking AGES and slow, painstaking work to get the man to actually open up about anything, but

damn if Nereus didn't manage it anyway at some point

and Lahabrea got to know him better too and realized that yeah Nereus is in fact just Like That in some ways but also that he's a rather sweet man, especially towards the people he loves

(And he...struggles to actually show that same softness in return, after so damn much of his life was basically building layer after layer of personal armor until what was the armor and what was him started becoming less and less distinguishable)

(but even if he can't really bring himself to do too much in public without feeling like his everything is screaming at him to knock it off, he does try in private--even if he was never really shown how to do it, he is still willing to try, as awkward and hesitant as he can be about vulnerability inherent to intimacy)

(not just emotionally, though that's a major part of it, but also physically--I headcanon he has a bit of a scar across his neck from when Athena actually tried to kill him back, hence the weird under-robes that no one else seems to wear, and he is actually really self-conscious about it)

(In fact that caused a bit of a spat between them when he first revealed that mark on accident early on, because Nereus was a bit sensitive to wow do you even trust me to DO MY JOB at the time and wasn't happy that one of his closer professional cohorts was uh, not asking him to help. BUT ANYWAY--)

As for Nereus he was basically just extremely lonely and felt like he didn't entirely fit in, especially since every other person of the Fourteen were from the city at the time (least until Azem wandered in) and he was basically from the Beach Boonies--and while the settlement he was in was actually pretty chill with his propensity for indulgence, the city really very wasn't and it made him wonder more than once if he was actually a good fit for the post

or even still being in the city at all tbh, for a while there

...and then it turned out that part of that particular brand of impulsivity was mostly because he was just. very very alone and didn't like it, and so it got tempered a fair bit when he actually started to be with Lahabrea proper (and Lahabrea himself being very you stop that? helped lol); he felt like Lahabrea saw him for who he was rather than what, and accepted it and even loved it, and it really did chill him out a bit as a result

they really did just both want to be seen and heard and loved for who they were, rough edges and all, and even if it makes Nereus nervous and Lahabrea straight-up anxious to try and do that, it gets juuuuust slightly easier as time goes on and it's just

genuinely pretty healing for the both of them

and in a world that wouldn't sit with big complicated damaging feelings that might never go away, that really did just mean everything, to the both of them))

#; musing #nereus tag #6.2 spoilers #okay ngl it IS kinda funny that my aromantic ass fell SO damn hard for this ship #it's just. Lahabrea actually trying again. It means everything to me #especially when this is two people SEEING each other's hurts and going #I see it. I accept it. I love you.#just. how am I NOT supposed to go utterly feral for that

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latte-fairytaekwoon · 3 years

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Church (Choi San) Rated

Pairing: Choi San × Reader (Female)

Genre: Smut, Angst, Fluff, College AU, Friends to Enemies(?), Enemies to Lovers (?)

Summary: He used to be her best friend until he abandoned not only his childhood beliefs, but her in the process. One night, he decides to show her a glimpse of what she's been missing out on. Inspired by Chase Atlantic's Church .

Word Count: 6.3+K

Warnings: Mentions of religious beliefs, brazen college parties, allusions to alcohol/nicotine intake, body insecurity (reader has small breasts), oral (female receiving), fingering, nipple play, body worship/praise, slight cumplay, multiple orgasms, unprotected sex (always use protection), slight corruption kink, inexperienced reader, experienced San. (Probably forgot something)

Taglist: @little-precious-baby @yunhoiseyecandy @yunhofingers @galaxteez @brie02 @deja-vux @a-soft-hornytiny @multidreams-and-desires @couchpotatoaniki @daniblogs164 @yunsangoveryonder @minhyukmyluv @nanamarkie

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The infamous rebel let out a pernicious snicker when he saw the serene and usually proper former acquaintance walk in his direction.

"Are my eyes deceiving me or is that really the pastor's prissy little daughter out past her bedtime in a college party?" He found the situation much too amusing that he just had to point it out.

"I have a name you know." The female he was referring to halted in her steps to turn her head and give him an unkind and unfriendly look.

"You have several, actually. There's goody two shoes, priss, prude, prig-"

"Oh shut the fuck up Choi San." She scoffed as she began walking away from him, already feeling annoyed by his presence.

The man trailed after her, his face donning a shocked expression as he flailed his arms around in a dramatic way.

"Guys it's happening! The apocalypse is really here if L/N Y/N has not only attended a wild party full of debauchery, but her mouth has actually uttered out cursed words!" He shouted out, the other attendants either joining in laughing at her or ignoring him in favor of the bottles or sticks in their fingers.

"I'm surprised you even know what that word means." She turned to look at him with a mocking smile, arms crossed over her chest.

"Please, I know a lot more than you have ever pretended to know." He clicked his tongue, elbow coming up to rest on the wall next to him.

"Is that why you turnt corrupt and abandoned everything you believe in?" She couldn't help but spat back at him.

"Hey at least I was honest and didn't hide it like you people who lead double lives. Preaching one thing but living the total opposite. You're all nothing but a bunch of hypocrites." The venom in his voice was unmistakable, nose scrunching up in disgust as he remembered gross sins he had more often than not had witnessed from people who claimed to be pure and holy.

"I do not lead a double life." She remarked.

"Oh really? Then why the hell are you here in a college party? Full of alcohol, drugs and walking STDs? Riddle me that princess." His foot tapped against the floor, patiently awaiting an answer from her.

Y/N swallowed the non existent lump in her throat and turned her gaze to the floor in embarrassment.

"I just wanted to see what it was like. Just once." She admitted begrudgingly, the man in front of her chuckling lowly.

"Well you sure are going to have a lot to confess on Sunday to your dad. Silly girl, walking into the lion's pit like this." He jeered at her.

"Don't get ahead of yourself. Just because I came here doesn't mean I've done anything morally wrong." She counteracted his words to which he only snorted.

"Yet."

Tired of his overly obnoxious attitude, Y/N spun on her heel to get away from him, but she spun so carelessly and fast that she ended up bumping into another classmate who unfortunately was holding a full cup of beer that ended up being doused all over her white blouse.

"Oops! Sorry, my bad." He excused himself, looking completely unapologetic about the situation.

Meanwhile Y/N looked absolutely horrified as she took in the drenched state of her shirt that now had the stench of alcohol on it. The fact San was bursting out in giggles only served to make her even more mad.

"Now tell me how do you plan on explaining that to dear old-"

"Can it San or I swear I'll gauge your eyes out." She threatened him as she stormed out the building, not caring that she bumped into a few figures on her way out.

Feeling just a bit of empathy for his old friend, San sighed softly before following after her. Upon catching up to her, he took hold of her wrist and started dragging her in the opposite direction.

"Hey! Get your filthy hands off me! I will not hesitate to scream!" She tried tugging her arm away.

"Calm down I'm not planning on kidnapping or anything like that sweetheart. I'm taking you back to my car."

She let out a dry laugh at that.

"But that's not kidnapping?" She raised an eyebrow at him.

"I have a spare shirt in the backseat that you can change into. Unless you wanna go home smelling like PBR." He looked back to see the mess one more time, lips curling up into a smirk.

Against her better judgment, she allowed him to take her all the way where his car was parked, standing there quietly as San rummaged through the backseat before taking out a clean plain white tshirt and held it out to her.

"Here. Put it on."

She looked at him with a face that asked if he was stupid.

"Well what?" He asked.

"Oh yes..I'm totally going to strip in a middle of the street and let anyone passing by see." She rolled her eyes at him.

"Oh for fuck's sake, there's nobody here, nobody is going to see and frankly I don't think anyone cares about seeing your non existent boobs." He scorned at her as he gestured to her chest.

"Ok rude and uncalled for." She felt slightly hurt by his comment, having always been somewhat insecure about the size of her chest.

"Don't look." She warned him.

"Not like I want to." He jeered at her as he turned away to not only give her privacy, but to also serve as a lookout for anyone that might accidentally show up and see the scene. He could hear her behind him tearing off her clothes and then slipping it back on.

"Ok there. I'm done." Y/N announced as she stuffed the soiled shirt into her bag.

"Not even a thank you?" San pouted slightly, to which Y/N gave a feigned smile.

"Thanks."

With that said and done, she brushed past him and started walking away, absolutely done with the night.

"Careful not to get caught sneaking back inside your house." She heard San say from behind.

"For your information I'm not living with them anymore. I moved into the dorms 2 months ago." She stated in a matter of factly, a proud look on her face.

"Well in that case....want to ride back with me?" He offered.

"Yeah no, I'd rather take my chances at being kidnapped and then butchered up. Besides, I wouldn't want to cut your wild night short." She declined the offer.

"Stop being so negative Nancy and accept my generosity. Geez."

Running over to her, he quickly snatched her up and threw her over his shoulder, ignoring her shocked exclaims and protests.

"Now this is really kidnapping!" She declared.

"Yeah I know, now shut up before I duct tape that bratty mouth of yours." San grinned mischievously as he tossed her into the backseat and shut the door before striding over to get on the driver's seat.

"Oh come on. Stop looking at me like I'm a criminal. Just because I indulge in a few sins every now and then, doesn't make me into a bad person." He stated when he saw the dirty look she gave him.

"Whatever." She muttered as she locked in her seatbelt.

San opted for just driving back to the dorms and get Y/N tucked in her bed since it was clear to him she needed it.

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"You're lucky my roommate is on vacation, otherwise I would have left your ass back there." Y/N spewed out as she threw her keys onto her dresser.

"Thanks Y/N, I always said you were the nicest and most giving person in the planet." San complimented her as he felt he should given she was letting him stay the night in her dorm after a little tiny incident with his keys dropping inside one of the manholes surrounding the university. And the administration office wouldn't be open til the morning, meaning he was screwed unless his roommate showed up to let him in, but that was a definite no since San knew Seonghwa would definitely end up in someone else's bed and come back til the next day, hickeys plastered all over his neck and chest.

"No, you always said I was the most stuck up-"

San shushed her by pressing a hand over her mouth.

"You dwell so much on the present image of me you drew up in your head that you completely erased the friend you had all those years ago." He slid his hand off her mouth, shoulders slumping down as he turned away from her to crouch on the floor.

"That friend doesn't exist anymore, that is if he even existed in the first place. If I recall, my friend wasn't into parties, booze, vaping, tattoos, piercings and fucking around with every whore in the school."

San didn't say anything as he heard her ramble, he just let her talk away as she started pulling out spare blankets and pillows for him to use.

"My Sannie was sweet, cute, adorable, always ready to lend people help and respectful to others." She reminisced with a sad look. Pulling her expression straight, she laid out the blankets and started arranging them neatly on the floor.

"I still am."

San's voice was so quiet that she barely registered that he even opened his mouth in the first place, but she heard him.

"Maybe if you weren't so puffed up with pride and didn't cut me off after I cut ties with the church, you'd see that I'm still the way I was. You think I changed completely because of ink and metal on my body? Because I wanted to try certain substances and yes, satisfy some perfectly normal and humane needs?"

Y/N averted her gaze from him and continued the task she was in. San let out a despondent scoff.

"Of course you do. And yet didn't I just demonstrate to you back there that I haven't changed? Giving you my shirt, giving you a ride, yeah I know, it's not much and no big deal, but wasn't those the types of things I'd do even back then?"

Y/N's tongue poked against her cheek as she knew she couldn't deny that was San said was absolutely true. He did nothing different back at the party as he used to do years ago. Helping old ladies with grocery bags, giving away some of his clothes to less fortunate kids, he was always known as being such a giving and kind person.....

No wonder so many were devastated when it was announced he had resigned as a member of the church. Y/N herself was hurt and even indignated by his decision. And after that she adamantly refused to see him or talk to him, and of course San respected her decision and avoided contacting her so as to not make her uncomfortable. He understood that their friendship was broken and he wasn't going to overstep boundaries just to try and fix it when the other party didn't want it. So he just decided to live his life as he thought was right without his conscience bothering him. And he was much happier now, he felt free, something that he had never felt before. Perhaps he was so chained down by formality, discipline, strict regulations and even fear that he didn't realize that he was miserable all that time until his eyes were fully open and he found he didn't like what he saw, especially after seeing the dark and ugly side of what was supposed to be a safe and pure sanctuary. He was let down severely and he suffered in the process. But now that was behind him and he had no regrets......

Except Y/N. He truly missed her and her company. As he laid on the makeshift bed on the floor, he found himself unable to sleep as he recalled all those fond times spent with her. The trips to the lake, hiking, first day of school, their first accident after he had gotten his driver's license. He let out an involuntary smile at that memory. Unbeknownst to him, the girl on her bed was equally reminiscing on the old days filled with her best friend. She had been so alone ever since she distanced herself from him, the world now feeling empty and cold without him. Shifting around in her bed, she whined into her pillow as she desperate tried to sleep.

"What's the worst thing you've ever done?" Her question startled San momentarily.

"Are you that sleep deprived that you're suddenly asking me to confess my worst sins?" He chuckled amusedly.

"Maybe it'll help me get actual sleep, I don't know. And.... I'm just curious." She clutched one of her plushies and started messing around with it.

"Curiosity killed the cat and I don't think your virgin mind will be able to handle my confession." He asserted confidently.

"I'm not a virgin, but oh well. Just tell me, what's the worst?" Her casual response made San flip out. He sat upright and kneeled at the front of her bed with an incredulous look.

"What do you mean you're not a virgin? When did you-?" He was so flabbergasted he wouldn't even finish his sentence.

Rolling over to where he was, Y/N smirked at him.

"Uh uh. I asked you a question first and you have to answer it before I can answer any you want."

Knowing he had no alternative, San placed his chin on the top of her mattress.

"Had a threesome with 2 of our professors." He laughed when he saw how shocked Y/N looked.

"What?! No way!" She refused to believe him.

"It's true. I won't tell you who they were since you won't be able to look at them the same way if I did...... I'll just dish this: they both got really huge tits and it's a shame they're married." He admitted with a smug expression.

"I can't believe you." She fanned her face which she was sure was now a deep crimson color.

"Ok now your turn. When did this happen? Who was it with?"

Y/N didn't even mind that San got up and crawled into her bed to lay down next to her. His face was rested on his hands as he looked at her with intense inquisitiveness. Knowing she'd have to talk about it sooner or later, she thought it would be best if San was the one to know since he would never tell anyone else and he'd understand since he was tainted as well.

"Remember when that group of missionaries came to stay over at our city for a while back in high school?"

San nodded, vividly remembering everything. Y/N blushed and smiled shyly.

"Do you remember that there was a family with a son our age? Chase?"

San widened his eyes and flopped over on his back as his hands came to hide his face.

"Oh dear lord, please don't tell me it was that Canadian boy." He groaned in pain.

"Yeah....yeah it was."

San couldn't stop cringing at the thought of his friend doing such a thing.

"How even did that happen?" He was so lost.

"I don't know! It just did ok? It happened while we were out in that camping trip. Somewhere there, we were left alone and we started talking about everything and nothing til it spiraled into talking about sex and us being virgins decided to see what was the big deal....." She bit her lower lip as the memory flashed in her mind. Looking over at San, she knew he was judging her as she expected. A tiny snort escaped his lips.

"That must have been the worst 45 seconds of your life." He joked, earning him a slap on his chest by Y/N's hand.

"It was not 45 seconds!............. it was 2 minutes."

San only laughed harder at that, nearly crying from how funny it was to him. He composed himself though when he saw how embarrassed Y/N looked about it. Feeling bad for laughing at her expense, he cleared his throat and patted her head.

"It's ok. First times are always awkward and uncomfortable. The problem was you weren't prepared and you were both inexperienced. He just didn't know how to please you."

Y/N couldn't help herself as she asked:

"And I suppose you can?"

Flipping onto his stomach, San cupped her chin with his hand and ran his thumb across her lower lip.

"Don't tread on dangerous territory little angel lest you want an evil demon to corrupt you." He warned her, and although he wouldn't actually follow through on it, he did want to tease her a little. But he wasn't expecting for Y/N to play along to his teasing, only she was not joking at all as she brought her face closer to his.

"Maybe I want you to corrupt me, show me what I've been missing out on." She brushed her lips against his, tongue daring to poke out and press on his slit briefly, leaving him stunned.

"You have no idea what you're asking for princess." San mused as he held himself back from touching her.

"I know what I'm asking for Choi San and what I'm asking for....is you." She responded with confidence.

Escaping from underneath the blanket that covered her, Y/N reclined back on the mattress, her head laying on her soft pillow as she gestured for San to come over to her, which he promptly did. Parting her legs so he could fit his body between them, he smirked softly down at her eagerness, fingers brushing against the soft skin on her thighs.

"You're serious about this?" He wanted to make sure it wouldn't be something she'd regret.

"I already messed up once, what's one more time gonna do?" She pulled him down against her, not caring when he lost balance and accidentally crushed her under him with his muscular body.

"Besides...." Wanting to further entice him, Y/N brushed her lips against his ear.

"Look at me and tell me you don't want to fuck me. That you don't want to stuff that hard cock of yours into my tight and inexperienced pussy. Bet you're itching to tear into me until I'm crying under you. Don't you want that?"

San let out a moan at hearing such filthy and depraved talk from her. It only fueled his appetite and hunger for indulging in carnal desires.

"Yes... I want that.... I want you."

Closing space between them, San molded his lips over hers, encasing them in a sloppy and wet kiss. Y/N could faintly make out the leftover scent of alcohol and nicotine as she let him taste her mouth, but she didn't mind or felt grossed out by it. She just kept her lips parted and allowed him to move his tongue freely inside her. Cupping her cheeks, San continued to roll his tongue over hers, massaging it gently with both deep yet gentle strokes. When he pulled away, he made sure to tuck her bottom lip between his teeth, pulling it towards him as Y/N let out a moan that was like music to his ears. Pausing briefly, their lips were barely touching as they breathed in each other's air. San was the first one to break into a smile, the one that had Y/N melting since it displayed his dimples to the fullest.

"Never thought I'd hear that sound come out of your pretty mouth." He teased her.

"S-shut up." She frowned, hand reaching up to smack his chest.

"It's not a bad thing. I like it. Now let's see if I can make sure you keep them up."

Stuffing his face into her neck, San ghosted his lips across her skin, tongue subtly poking out solely to hear her breath hitch slightly. Dipping his tongue into her collarbone, his lips opened up so they could firmly latch and spread wet kisses across her neck. Y/N gasped when she felt teeth sink down, head tilting back to give San more room which he took advantage of. Focusing on particular spots that he knew she was sensitive in, he sucked her skin into his mouth. Each time he pulled away, he reveled when he saw the finished mark that was now painted on her skin.

"I would love to see your parent's reaction to my love bites." He brushed a fingers across the newest spot he just embedded in her body, hand then reaching up to suddenly clasp around her neck. Y/N shuddered when his grip got tighter, her oxygen intake getting cut and making her feel hazy, but it was nonetheless enjoyable. Snaking a hand under her shirt, or more like his shirt, San swiped his tongue over his bottom lip as he started to pull the material up.

"How about I make some matching ones all across your pretty chest?"

Before he could lift the shirt any further, Y/N's hand clasped around his wrist, preventing him from moving any further.

"Don't." She begged him.

San retracted his hands away from her, fearing he made her uncomfortable.

"I'm sorry." He immediately apologized and began to move away from her, but Y/N's hands raked against his thighs to keep him in place.

"No, it's not you. It's just..... if we're going to do this, can I keep the shirt on? I don't...." She took a deep breath and closed her eyes as she admitted an insecurity of hers.

"I don't like my chest. My boobs are too small, it's unflattering and I'd rather you not see them." She slowly opened her eyes to see his reaction. San had a sad look on his face, bottom lip poking out as his fingers came up to brush against her cheek. Remembering what he had previously said back in the parking loyal, he felt terrible for saying that ill intended joke about her body. He probably hurt her and he didn't realize it.

"Y/N don't say that. Your chest size doesn't matter. You're beautiful the way you are and I bet underneath that layer is clothing there is the cutest and most adorable set of boobs in the world." She let out an involuntary giggle at his words, letting him run his hand down her clothed sternum.

"But if that's what you want, I'll respect it. Either way, my tshirt looks amazing on you." He acknowledged rather cockily.

Shifting further back, San took hold of the top of her shorts, making sure to look at her.

"Are you ok with these coming off?"

Y/N resisted the temptation to slap the top of his head.

"If you don't take them off, how are you going to fuck me genius?" She retorted.

"You'd be surprised at what I've learned." He uttered, mostly to himself than at her.

Like an expert, he practically tore her shorts down her legs, panties falling to the floor along with them. Y/N let out a soft squeal when he took hold of her thighs and brought her down so his face was at eye level with her most intimate part. San took a few seconds to admire her bare mound, lips parted and threatening to start drooling all over her thighs. Pressing both thumbs against each one is her lips, San pried her folds open, staring intently as he now clearly saw all of her.

"Oh fuck. I'm gonna need to prep you real good. I can tell you're going to be really tight."

She wanted to ask him what he meant by prep, but her words got caught in her throat when she felt his tongue delve into her core. She had never felt someone's mouth anywhere near her folds and she regretted not having experienced it before. Her eyes shut tight as she marveled at the sensation of San's tongue lapping at her bud, his lips making sure to enclose all around the flesh surrounding it before giving it gentle suckles. Shaky breaths blew out from her mouth, her legs wanting to close themselves around San's head but his firm grip on her thighs kept it from happening. He kept her knees pinned to the bed as his mouth continued to ravish at her taste, sloppily consuming her heat fervently. Her mind was so occupied in what he was doing that she didn't register the hand that slowly crept away from her thigh until she felt something poke at her entrance.

"Oh-" She gasped, opening her eyes to see what was going on.

"Relax princess. It's just my finger.....for now." He momentarily pulled off her heat to let her know what was happening before diving back in to continue his task of eating her out.

His finger inside her felt a little weird at first, sliding in slowly before pulling out only to plunge itself back into her. During one of those times where she expected him to slide back in, she was surprised when she felt herself being stretched out as San curled a second finger inside her. Keeping them lodged there, he began scissoring them alternatively so he could further spread her walls apart. During one of those movements, his fingertips brushed along her hood, making her hips slightly jolt up into San's face, who smiled against her folds as he now knew exactly where to angle his hips for later. Using this new knowledge, that was probably unbeknownst to Y/N, he slipped his fingers deeper into her, knuckles deep as he moved his tips rhythmically on the the spot he found. Y/N's mouth fell wide open into an 'O' as whiny gasps and airy moans poured out of it. San's mouth latched to her clit and his fingers working deep in her hole was producing a stirring in the lower pit of her stomach that she couldn't quite make out. But it felt good, especially since it continued to grow more and more, almost as if it was a cord about to snap.

"San- wait. I feel, I feel-" She couldn't finish her sentence as her body trembled slightly, a flood of overwhelming pleasure washing over her that was prolonged by San drinking up the juices that spilled forth out of her body. He didn't pull away until he made sure to swallow every drop she had to give.

"Aren't you grossed out?" She asked him, always having wondered about that.

"Nope. I love licking girl's pussies, especially if they're as sweet as yours." He affirmed while pulling his shirt off his body.

Y/N turned her flustered face away from him, keeping her gaze locked on the wall to her right, which was decorated with several polaroids of her with her family, friends and members of her church, some of them even had San in them, back when they were inseparable. Before she could become nostalgic, a strong set of hands clutched her chin and teared her gaze away from the pictures, forcing her to stare at the now naked man in front of her.

"Forget about that for now. Right now I want your full attention on me and what we're about to do. After we're done, that image of a good girl you have will gone." His words seemed to almost taunt her.

Although she tried not to look, Y/N's eyes fell in between San's legs, filled with astonishment when she glimpsed for the very first time at her former friend's member, fully erect and leaking at the tip as it awaited to be hugged by her warm walls.

"Like it? Maybe later I'll let you play with it." San giggled when her eyes shot up at him in surprise.

Placing himself to hover above her, he hummed lowly as he slowly stuffed himself inside her, working her open until he was fully nestled inside her warmth. Although she felt a light burn scraping against her inner walls, it wasn't unpleasant or painful like her first time. She could tell San knew exactly what he was doing as he began rolling his hips. Perfectly recalling exactly where to aim at, he made sure to angle his thrusts accordingly so each time he pushed back in, he'd hit her pleasure spot.

"Oh God-" Y/N exclaimed when he continued to brushed against the hood of her core.

"Really think it's a good idea to call out the good lord's name when I'm balls deep inside your pussy?" He asked with a malicious smirk plastered across his face.

"No baby. Tonight your only lord is me."

Pinning her wrists above her head, San continued pushing his cock deeper into her. The harsh pounding of his hips against hers was becoming louder, their bodies starting to get heated and producing sweat. Y/N couldn't do anything but whimper and wrap her legs around San's waist, keeping him firmly locked to her body. She closed her eyes once more as she felt the same familiar feeling from before start piling up, only it felt more intense and stronger probably due to the fact that she was getting railed to her bed by her ex best friend, whom she still cared about deeply. She was definitely not planning on making up with him this way, but holy hell, she couldn't deny that he was making her feel so many emotions at once. Pleasure, lust, satisfaction, happiness, euphoria, love? Perhaps that last one was definitely a stretch, but she blamed her confused thoughts on how well his cock was abusing her hole. She felt unable to focus on anything except him.

"Clenching so hard around me babygirl. Are you gonna cum all over my cock?"

Slipping one hand in between their bodies, San pressed his thumb against her clit, rubbing it back and forth so it would serve as an extra push to tip her over the edge. Y/N splayed her hands on San's lower back, nails raking against his skin, causing him to hiss.

"Fuck- am I seriously making you feel that good babygirl?" He knew for a fact he was feeling absolutely amazing, her tight warmth gripping along his shaft, making it hard for him to hold back much longer.

"Mmm yeah." She shamelessly moaned.

"Am I better than your first?" Although he already knew the answer, he still wanted to feed his ego and hear her say it.

"So much better! It feels so fucking good." She inhaled sharply when that she began to feel the sensation from before. With even louder cries from before, her body shook underneath San's, blood rushing to her head as an even greater orgasm coursed through her body. She was left speechless, a full on panting mess even after San had pulled out of her after helping her ride out her high.

"Oh geez. Shit." San's voice rasped out as he jerked himself off, his cum painting her thighs white, not stopping until he had finished coating them with everything he had to give.

Looking down at the mess, Y/N couldn't suppress a tiny giggle, one of her hands clasping over her mouth while the other picked up some of his cum and spread it between her fingers.

"Having fun there?" San grinned, finding her fascinated gaze to be completely adorable to him.

"Yeah.." She said as sat up to get a better look at the cum around her thighs.

"Well I was going to clean it off you, but seeing as you're so entertained by it, I'll just leave you with it."

Not forgetting that he was merely a guest, San slid himself off her bed and plopped his tired body onto the blankets on the floor. Closing his eyes, he was thinking he would finally be able to sleep, but he found his plans thwarted when he felt a pair of hands graze across his chest. Looking up, he found Y/N straddling his lap, biting down on her lower lip as she grinded her wet folds along his softened dick which was now becoming hard again thanks to her.

"What in the world are you doing you crazy girl?" He sucked in a breath, not expecting her to suddenly pounce on him.

"I wanna try that again." She pleaded, grinding her hips harder on him.

"Oh my- did I accidentally turn you into a nymphomaniac?" She chuckled at his joke and although he groaned as if he was frustrated, he obliged to her wishes and sat up.

Clasping her waist with his hands, he lifted her up and guided her so she could easily sink herself down on his length. Not letting go, he slowly rolled his hips up, burying himself deep in her body once more. Since they were both still riled up from their previous session, it didn't take long for both of them to start spewing out a clutter of moans and grunts as they once again get lost in a mist of lust that clouded their minds. San drunk up every expression on Y/N's face. Every twitch of her facial muscles, every shuddering breath she exhaled, each time her eyelids shut close, he marveled at seeing her enjoy the experience. He loved seeing her indulge in such an intimate practice with him, more so given how special she was to him, one of the most important people in his life aside from his family. Looking down at her torso, his fingers brushed along the hem of her shirt.

"Please...." His urging caught her attention.

"Please let me see all of you. I want to admire every inch of you and your beautiful body. I promise I won't laugh or judge. I just want to worship you."

Y/N hesitated briefly, still afraid to let him see what was hidden under the shirt.

"It's ok if you don't want to. I won't force you." He shot a kind smile at her as he focused back on making sure to drive his cock up into her.

Feeling safe and knowing she could trust her lifelong friend whom she thought of as a soulmate at one point, Y/N reached for the bottom of her shirt and peeled it off her body. Coming face to face with her bare chest, San groaned in ecstasy as he slid his hands up her body.

"Just as I predicted, you have very cute breasts."

Pulling her chest to his face, he opened his mouth and took one of her nipples in it, swirling his tongue around it before sucking on it. Y/N's fingers raked themselves through his hair, harshly tugging them when she felt his teeth sink themselves into her flesh.

"Aren't they too small?" She inquired.

Letting go of her breast with an audible pop, San cupped her chin.

"No baby, they're absolutely perfect. They're gorgeous, just like every other part of your body. You're gorgeous, absolutely stunning and holy fuck, you're driving me insane honestly." He confessed, his mouth diving into her other breast so it wouldn't feel left out from being tenderly kissed and sucked on.

His words sunk deep in Y/N's heart. He really did found her beautiful, attractive and it spurred something in her. Feeling a newfound passion, Y/N unconsciously began taking over their movements. Pushing against his thrusts, she began to set her own pace, rutting herself on top of his dick. San of course took notice and was happy about it.

"Oh wanna take over now baby? Well go ahead."

Laying back down on the floor, his eyes stared up at her with lust.

"Fuck yourself on me darling."

Encouraged by him, Y/N began bouncing herself on his cock. Finding an angle that she liked, she sunk down on his length over and over, her head thrown back as she used his body to push her down another spiral of immense pleasure. San just relaxed and admired the way she lost herself and gave into her deepest desires. He loved the way she rode his cock, and he loved feeling her walls tighten once more around his shaft.

"Oh shit- Sannie." She cried out his name as she quivered on top of him, her juices spilling out onto his cock once more.

Knowing fully well she was probably aching between her thighs, San gripped her hips and helped her ride out her climax so the feeling she was going through wouldn't go away just yet. He made sure to be gentle, easing her up and down his cock with absolute tenderness. Once he knew she was satisfied, he pulled her of him and set her down on the floor before sitting up above her body. Just like before, he took hold of his cock and began pumping his cum out of his body, plastering it all across her inner thighs and even splattering some on her stomach. Looking up, Y/N had the same giggly expression as before.

"Does my cum really make you burst into a fit of giggles?" He questioned her.

"I can't help it. It's just... I don't know. Maybe it's the fact it's so dirty and wrong, and then to have you spread it all over my body." She explained, which made San chuckle.

"Maybe I should baptize your thighs with my cum more often." Although he was joking, Y/N was more than willing to take him up on that offer.

"Will you?" She looked up at him with puppy eyes.

San studied her for a moment, before a wicked idea popped in his brain.

"How about you let me baptize and stain that pretty face of yours?"

Getting a hint of what he meant, Y/N got up on her knees while San stood up right in front of her, cock in hand as he brought it up to her lips.

"I hope you weren't planning on going to morning services tomorrow because I'm going to keep you up til morning until your knees hurt."

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