#and I was like fuck yeah we'd have awesome sex

[yonderbeasts]

I realized I was pan in college when we were eating dinner in the dining hall and someone in my friend group asked "would you have sex with your clone?" and the answers ranged from "eww no" to "yeah but only once and I'd look away" and I said "hell yeah that'd be so hot" and someone clarified "but your clone would be female" and I was like "yeah, that's fucking awesome, girls are hot" and everyone just cocked their head to the side with concern like girl... You ain't straight

[sturnsmadl]

mafia!matt headcannons!

warnings!- mafia!matt duh, swearing, mentions of murder..kinda?, sex, kissing, overprotective!matt, dad!matt, fluff. light angst.

mafia!matt who is your childhood bestfriend.

mafia!matt who is only soft for you.

mafia!matt who you know is still the boy he always was.

"we've both changed sweetheart."

"not really. your still the same cute kid you always were."

"dont think thats true."

mafia!matt who is out for revenge.

mafia!matt who is dangerous if he needs to be.

"and this guy literally slapped my ass-"

"you know where he lives?"

"matt its fine..god.."

mafia!matt who shouldn't be underestimated.

"where did mason go? haven't heard from him in ages."

"oh..umm..not sure."

mafia!matt who didn't plan on falling in love with you.

mafia!matt who your always bandaging up.

"fuck-"

"sorry. sorry. what did you even do to get nearly shot?"

"oh you know..just walking. people are crazy nowadays."

mafia!matt who can't be apart from you for long.

"finally. i hate leaving you here."

"you went to the bathroom matt."

mafia!matt who never lets you see his business.

"im going out for a while."

"im so bored. can i come?"

"absolutely not. im handling business."

mafia!matt who respects you even if you are a woman.

"how come you respect me? if the whole 'scary big guy' thing is to hate women?"

"its gross. i like women, think they're awesome."

mafia!matt who believes your the sweetest soul ever.

"i made you cookies while u were gone!"

"aww baby. thank you. your so cute."

mafia!matt who makes sure your protected 24/7.

"ive gotta go baby. gaurds will be outside all night alright?"

"gaurds..?"

"yeah. can't have you getting hurt."

mafia!matt who finds out you've always had a crush on him.

mafia!matt who makes sure everyone knows hes taken.

puts her hand on his bicep

"you're quite an attractive one huh?"

"mhm. my girlfriend who i love very much seems to think so too."

moves her hand off him

mafia!matt who moves very quickly.

"wanna marry me?"

"what?"

"just asking for future references."

"we- huh.."

mafia!matt who never stops until you're close to blacking out.

"too much! matt! wait-"

"whats the safe word huh? one more. come on last one."

"u said that- fuck!"

mafia!matt who knows hes the most powerful man you know

mafia!matt who makes sure you're always respected.

"move. fucking h-"

"say sorry or i swear i will-"

"matt! let him go."

mafia!matt who spoils you all the time.

mafia!matt who makes it his life goal to be a dad to your kids.

"do you think we'd make cute kids?"

"yeah..why..?"

mafia!matt who spends ages figuring out the perfect proposal.

mafia!matt who proposes at your childhood spot.

"will you marry me..?"

"omg! what?! yes! yes..omg.."

mafia!matt who only lets you see him cry when you tell him your pregnant.

mafia!matt who has certain people assigned to protect you.

"so this is pablo."

"uhh..whos that?"

"hes been your bodygaurd for while."

"i knew someone was following me.."

"me."

"yeah i gathered that pablo.."

mafia!matt who makes you get a checkup every other week.

"we went not that long ago. its gonna be the same shit!"

"not risking anything. get in the car."

mafia!matt who pays for everything for the baby and you.

mafia!matt who makes sure you have the best doctors for the birth.

mafia!matt who always want to be the one to feed the baby.

"so whos feeding the baby boy for the first ti-"

"me! me..please.."

mafia!matt who bounces the baby on his lap while doing work.

cooing

"shh..yeah.yeah sounds good. get that car there by 2."

mafia!matt who doesn't trust anyone with his baby.

"i can get a babysitter boss the-"

"nope. absolutely not."

mafia!matt who kisses you both goodbye when he leaves for business.

"kiss."

you kiss

"love you. and you, be good for your mum. cya baby."

"bye.."

mafia!matt who finds anybody that hurts you.

mafia!matt who only smiles when hes around you.

mafia!matt who needs updates every hour when hes gone.

"baby okay?" "you okay?" "need me to come home early?" "send me pic of baby so i know hes okay."

a/n- i hate this but after this im probably gonna dissapear again :) i also just ordered a milkshake ya'll

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[nalyra-dreaming]

Loustat always has been and always will be my endgame. But I wish we could've seen more of Loumand's everyday dynamic. Maybe more of their intimate relationship. It feels like it happened so fast going from meeting to a casual rebound to I'm gonna kill you. Which I know in the universe it wasn't like that, but yeah I wish we'd gotten more like the scene in ep 6 where Louis comes in high on dreams of becoming an art dealer/airplane pilot and just wants to fuck Armand silly.

I did say before s2 that I hope they fuck nasty, and... well. I get why AMC refrained from showing any Loumand sex scenes I guess (though I do not concur with the decision).

That said... forgive me nonny, but... especially that scene? Where Armand is sitting over the draft for trial script that would be used to kill Claudia and Louis? And Louis does not care what he does or what the coven hears? Where Armand mocks him for his dreams and his successes? Where Louis tells him to turn onto his stomach to take it (insinuating he does not care if Armand continues to read)???

I'm sorry, but especially that scene is so fucked up to me. Sorry.

I would have wanted to have a more wholesome scene for them at some point, maybe at Louis' apartment. Or in Dubai. But then... Dreamstat was always there. (Which would have been an awesome opportunity for ghost threesome, but.... *sighs*). And Dubai was so beyond FUBAR it was not even funny anymore.

Again, I said it pre season 2, I had expected Loumand in s2 to be something else, carry at least some actual love (clear on display)... but they went beyond dark and fucked up for them. Within season 2... this is all that the show let them be. Unfortunately, as said before. But they did what they hinted at with the posters. And they did not soften any blow.

[chaosgremlinlivinginyourwalls]

Yay! A trigger warning for described gore. Also, just be aware that this is a lot of stuff.

This is the right-honourable miss Penelope cardinal. She uses a cane because when she was a lot younger her leg got trapped underneath a big rock after she went to visit a cave with her Family, getting caught in the collapse. I would tell you more but my mind is currently a flat line with no thoughts, sorry.

Nevermind, i got my notes here, there's a lot, and most of it is rambling.

she's about seventeen years old, and important in that she has a title, and is currently receiving magic training, but that's about it. She shows real promise at fleshcrafting (wich is the manipulation of flesh, bone, and spirit) wich is logical because the last bleeding Queen of the fleshcrafter empire chose her to engage in a... Hm, pact? Sure, a pact. Anyway, the last bleeding Queen of the fleshcrafter empire chose her to form a pact with, more on this in a bit, she's also really good at Creationistic magic, wich is no suprise, because her parents are noblewomen with creationist roots.

To nobodies suprise she's terrible at both destroyer and visioneer magic, though she does have two small enhancements of the visioneer variety (here's the quickest rundown of that part of history, there were four tribes, creationists who could make stuff from nothing, destroyers, who could reduce stuff to nothing, fleshcrafters, who are explained, and visioneers, who could see the future, didn't want to, figured out how not to, and became a technological superpower instead, they got into . Then, everything went to shit. What's notable is that all groups could do every magic, but it was rare for them to practice multiple until the cataclysm) one of these enhancements is located near her leg, and makes sure it doesn't hurt, and one is located in her glasses, to make sure she always knows where they are because of the counterpart of the glasses one, wich is inside her brain. What's notable is that the one in her leg is mostly on the outside, with only small parts being inside her actual leg. This is because her leg still hurts a lot,

Remember how i said we'd come back to that pact? Yeah this is that part. Basically, the fleshcrafters were a special kind of group because the dead would make a pact with newborn babies, wich is not as creepy as it sounds, they're typically good people, and the evil ones (like, sex offenders, pedophiles, etcetera,) were typically cast into oblivion. This was known about until the cataclysm, because they would largely stop doing that, instead just going through the regular channels of the underworldbThe pact was basically "hey, do you mind if i get inside your body and mind and offer advice of how to do stuff, and in return i don't go to the afterlife for a bit?" While they share a mind, they are still two different people.

After the cataclysm, this became really rare, and the bleeding Queen, a woman named crescentia, didn't know this due to not being around for three centuries or so, after wich, the gods decided they should do that again. However, she still assumed that it was normal and as such never mentioned it to the parents. So, Penelope just grew up with a centuries old ghost inside her head who suggested dueling anyone who disagreed with her, not remembering that that's not the norm anymore.

And that's where the scribbles i have written start. With Penelope at a new school for magic, discussing what would be good courses to take with crescentia, learning how to create watertight grass bottles filled with water from thin air, and learning anatomy. Let me know if you want to hear more.

that’s fucking awesome

[nicolewoo]

All Along Part 2

Pairing: Joe Anaoi X Reader, Roman Reigns X Reader

Warning: Cursing and explicit sex. SMUT SMUT SMUT.

I woke up to the realization that I was curled up on Joe's chest again. I breathed in his scent and appreciated the feel of his arms around me. I looked up to see that he was still asleep. The movie we'd been watching last night was over, and the TV screen was on the menu page. I was going to lay just like this for as long as possible. I placed a kiss on his chest and ran my hand over his arm tracing his tattoo.

“Mmmmm” He moaned. I felt his head shift and looked up to see him looking at me. The sweetest smile brightened his face. “Hey. Looks like we fell asleep.” He ran his hand up and down my back.

“Looks like it.” I answered laying my head back down onto his shoulder. “How did you sleep?” I asked.

“Baby, I always sleep well when you're here.” He kissed my forehead, running his fingers through my hair.

My alarm went off, jarring us from our snuggling bliss. Joe moaned as I reached to grab my phone and turn the beeping off. “I don't want to get up,” he sighed. I opened the calendar on my phone and began reviewing my schedule for the day. Joe peeked down at my phone and said, “What time is our flight?”

“10 am.” I said. “We should get up and get ready.” I smiled up at him.

He turned me so my back was to the mattress and he shimmied down so he was on top of me, face to face. “Can't we just play hooky?” He nuzzled my neck and I felt him begin to get hard. If only he knew how wet he made me, he'd never get out of bed..... I wouldn't either.

We hadn't had sex yet. We'd only declared our feelings two days ago, but knowing each other as well as we did, waiting to be together was so difficult. It felt like we were ready, but were holding off out of some archaic morality system.

Now, laying in his bed beside him, sleeping next to him as I had both nights since Thanksgiving, feeling him nuzzle my neck, I KNEW I was ready. Maybe it was a good thing that we had to catch a flight in a couple of hours.  

“I wish.” I said as I played with his hair.

He pulled away from my neck and looked in my eyes, his hand running under my shirt and skimming my stomach lightly. “Stay with me tonight.” He said impulsively.

“What?” I was shocked at how certain he sounded. “We're going to be in a hotel full of co-workers.”

He smiled slightly, “And?” he quirked an eyebrow. “Stay with me.” He pleaded. “I don't care who knows or what they say.” He was so certain it was hard to argue with him, so I nodded yes. He kissed me sweetly, and his hand began to brush against my stomach again. As he slid his tongue in my mouth, his hand slowly ventured down slipping inside my shorts. It took every bit of willpower I had to grab his wrist and stop him. He pulled back and looked into my eyes.

“We have a plane to catch.” I gently reminded him, and he lowered his head to rest in my neck.

“It's getting harder and harder to stop myself.” He admitted.

I grunted in frustration, “Here too.” I admitted.

I took a deep breath. “Ok, let's get out of bed before we start something we don't have time for.”  With a quick kiss to my lips, he slid out of the bed, holding his hand out to help me up. Joe showered in his room while I used the shower in the guest room. When I returned to his room to start putting everything back in my suitcase, Joe came out of the bathroom, wearing nothing but a towel. I gasped at the view.

“Shit, baby girl. I didn't know you were in here, he quickly turned to go, but not before I saw the tent in his towel.

“Fuck.” I whispered to myself as I turned away.

“Could you... um.... Can you bring me some pants?” He called out. I knew where he kept everything and I quickly got into his dresser to grab a pair of boxers and pants.

“Which pants?” I asked looking at the array.

“The jeans that are on top please.” He said. I grabbed them and went to the bathroom to hand them to him. “I was never shy in front of you before.” He admitted, and I realized he was right. I often saw him changing or in a towel in his locker room. Now though, it was so different.

I just chuckled and went back to packing, trying desperately to forget what I'd just seen.

“Did I see The Bump on your schedule?” Joe called out from the bathroom quickly changing the subject.

“I'm meeting with the producer today. I'm a guest on next week's show.” I saw him come out of the bathroom, still incredibly sexy with wet hair and no shirt.

“That's awesome!” he said as he wrapped his arms around me from behind. “You've been kicking ass and taking names since you got to Smackdown.” He kissed my shoulder softly.

“Joe?” I asked, and he answered with a questioning hmmm. “Baby,” Fuck! How could I say this? “If you keep touching me......” I trailed off, but he knew.

He pulled his arms away from me and took a deep breath. “Yeah, I understand.” He said, but he didn't move away from me. Instead, he kept his body pressed against mine. His voice was husky with lust “Tonight, baby girl.” His voice resonated in my body and I felt my pussy clench in desire. I had to take a deep breath this time. He moved away from me and calmly said, “Finish packing. We're running out of time.”

“Ugh! That's not fair!” I complained, and turned to see a shit eating grin on his face.

“It might not be fair, but it's fun.” He teased, and I threw a sock at him.

He reached into his dresser to grab a shirt and slid it on his body, covering his incredible chest. “Tonight?” I asked.

He stopped what he was doing and came over to wrap his arms around me, “If you're ready.” He looked into my eyes. “I'm ready.”

I couldn't help the giant smile on my face. “I've been ready.” I said and he smiled too.

“Let's finish packing and get to the airport.”

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The day DRAGGED. Everything seemed twice as hard as it should have been.... First a plane delay.... then a mix up with our room reservation.... the whole day was difficult. I just wanted it to be tonight. I wanted to be with Joe so bad, and it was all I could think about.

After losing my match, which I really didn't care about today, I showered, then waited in Joe's locker room until his match. As I went to the common area to watch the match on the TV, Becky wrapped an arm around my shoulder. “How are things going?” I knew she was asking about Joe.

“Everything is perfect.” I said, but she quirked an eyebrow.

“If everyt'ing is so perfect, why are you all tense?”

“Tonight.” was all I said.

“Tonight?” She questioned.

“Tonight's the night.” She didn't understand. “Becks, tonight is THE night.”

Realization dawned on her and she looked at me in surprise. “You guys still haven't....?” I shook my head no. “Holy shit girl! No wonder ya look like yur gonna snap on someone.” She giggled a bit which caught the attention of others in the room. I pressed my finger to my lips to tell her to keep the information quiet, and she patted my shoulder in understanding. I leaned my head back onto her shoulder. “It's gonna be great.” She said to me.

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“Let's go to the gorilla,” she suggested when the match was almost over. I hadn't pried my eyes off the screen through the entire match. We headed over just as his music hit. He'd won the match.

AJ styles came through the curtain first. Everyone was congratulating him on such a great match. Joe took a few extra minutes to ham it up for the crowd before he came back. Once in the gorilla, he and AJ congratulated each other on a great match, and Paul Levesque  joined them for hugs and congrats. As the show ended, everyone in the room started milling around.

Joe was talking to Paul, so Becks and I chatted while we waited. I noticed Joe peaking up at me, and I smiled softly at him. Then again and again. He was having trouble paying attention to his conversation.

“Get a room,” Becks said quietly to me.

“We have one,” I whispered back, “and as soon as he's done talking to Paul, we can head there.”

Paul finally looked up to see where Joe's attention was. He looked confused when he saw me. He knew Joe and I were best friends, and it wasn't uncommon to see me waiting in the gorilla. My guess is that he was wondering why Joe was distracted by me this time. Either way, Joe focused solely on Paul after that. When their business was done, Joe marched over to me, took my hand and dragged me to his locker room without even a word.

I took a seat on a bench while he showered trying to block out the urge I had to strip down to nothing and join him. Before I could I even imagine what would happen in there, he was out, and he was ready to go a minute later. He beckoned me to him and we left. He didn't even care who saw us. Yeah, it was normal for us to hold hands, but not for him to be dragging me out like this. I saw a couple of  people take second looks at us.

“Are you hungry?” He finally spoke once we got in the car.

“Yes.”

“Can we order room service or is there something special you want?” He asked, and I agreed to room service. Once in the hotel, we stopped by the front desk and ordered dinner. Joe left specific instructions to have the meal delivered to our suite's living room, but not to bother us. He tipped there at the front desk.

“What was that about?” I asked about the special instructions as we got I the elevator

Joe walked over to me, placing a hand on the wall on each side of me. “I don't want to worry about having to wait because of room service.” He looked in my eyes and I reached up to kiss him.

“You think of everything, don't you?” I teased.

“Well...” Joe looked shy again, “There's one thing we haven't talked about. Birth control.” He looked down to me, grabbing my chin in his fingers. “I brought condoms, but I'm pretty sure you're on the pill?” He was right. One of the benefits of working for WWE was that we were tested for STD's when we were drug tested; which was frequently, so we didn't have to worry about that.

“I am.” I answered; then added “But we can use a condom if you want.”

He chuckled down at me, “No baby girl, I trust you to take the pill.” He pressed his lips lightly to mine, starting a fire inside of me, but it was interrupted by the elevator stopping.

I was getting excited and just a bit nervous. What was going to happen? Was this going to be awkward? I began overthinking every possible scenario of how this was going to start. I shouldn't have worried though, because once we were in the room, Joe took my face in his hands and stared deep into my eyes. He slowly leaned down and gave me a gentle, sweet kiss. Instantly, all of my nervousness was gone. I was with my best friend, and this is what we were meant to be. I knew it. He knew it.

He guided me to the bedroom, and I was pleasantly surprised to see a few candles scattered around the room lighting everything in a soft glow. Joe turned to see the happy look on my face and shyly said, “I wanted to make tonight special.”

“Thank you,” I said as I wrapped my arms around him and kissed him deeply. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close, kissing me back. I began to guide us to the bed, and I felt a smile cross his lips. When I felt the mattress against my legs, I stopped and laid down on the bed.

“Sit up,” He said, and leaned over to kiss me, his hands slipping under my shirt and running over my skin. I moaned at the gentleness of the move. He lifted my shirt up and over my head and removed his own shirt. His eyes took in my form as he smiled down at me. “I've thought of this so many times,” He said as he laid next to me and ran his hand over my stomach again.

“Me too.” I said as I pulled him closer for a kiss. I moved to start kissing his neck, and he moaned as I gently sucked a spot for a moment. He pressed his body against mine, and I reveled in the feel of his skin against mine, but it wasn't enough. I needed more, and he sensed it.

Slipping his hand behind me, he undid my bra and discarded it onto the floor. He leaned up for a second to survey my breasts and smiled in pleasure. He took a nipple into his mouth, his tongue lathing it quickly, causing me to arch my back and press closer to him. I felt a contented hum from him, and it vibrated my nipple wonderfully.

I reached and grabbed for anything I could hold onto finding only his shoulders as he continued to tease my nipple. I could feel him hard as a rock inside his jeans as he pressed against me. I was having trouble concentrating on anything except the pleasure his mouth was giving me, but I managed to reach between us and undo his button. He pulled away and looked into my eyes as he took off his jeans and then mine. I pulled my underwear off which prompted him to also.

The view of his thick member being freed caused me to inhale sharply, and I reached to take him in my hands, causing him to moan and lean his head back as I stroked him. His hand began to slide slowly up my inner thigh, sending pangs of need straight to my core. I released his penis and wrapped a leg around his waist trying to pull him closer to me.

“I need you,” I begged, and he moaned back at me.

“There's so much I want to do with you.” He whispered to me.

“Later.” I whispered back. “Right now I NEED you, baby.”

He looked down at me, giving up his plans and slowly sliding into me, causing us both to moan in relief. It felt so right having him inside me. He kissed me softly and began to slide in and out of me slowly, tenderly. My hands grabbed onto his arms and explored his muscles as I reveled in the feel of him filling me. He moaned again and I saw frustration in his eyes as he tried to keep a slow pace, so I wrapped my legs tighter around him.

He pressed his forehead against mine. “Baby girl? Tell me what you need.”

My voice was louder than I meant it to be as I answered, “I need to cum.” He didn't need to hear any more. He pulled out of me and replaced his dick with two fingers causing me to cry out in sadness. He pumped in and out of me a few times before stilling his fingers deep inside me and curling up to brush my gspot. It was exquisite pleasure, and I lost all control of my body as he brought me to my orgasm, watching my face as I came.

He kissed me deeply until he was sure my orgasm was over. “You look so beautiful when you cum.” He smiled down at me, and I felt a hint of shyness, but this was Joe. This was my best friend, and we were taking this journey into a new phase of our relationship together.

“Come here,” I said as I pulled him back on top of me. He immediately slid back into me and started a steady pace. My gasps and moans spurred him on. He grabbed my legs and pulled them over his shoulders, looking down at me lustfully.

I screamed his name as he began pounding into me unabashedly. “That's it baby girl. Give me everything you've got.” He slid his hands between us and began rubbing my clit. I exploded around him almost instantly. My walls squeezing him tight and he lost control. He began rutting into me wildly, nearing his own orgasm. He pounded harder and harder, faster and faster until he lost himself inside of me. He exploded with a wild groan and stilled inside me, releasing my legs, laying on top of me and burying his head in my hair.

I ran my hands over his back as he caught his breath. He rolled beside me, and I turned to face him. We stared at each other as we recovered, smiles on both of our faces. He reached up and put his hand on my cheek. “That was amazing, baby.” He said, and I moaned in agreement.

After a few minutes, he whispered, “Are you hungry ?”

I hadn't heard the food arrive. “Is it here?”

He chuckled, “Yeah. You were busy calling my name when it got here.” I blushed and groaned at that. “Go get cleaned up, baby girl. I'll get the food.” He laughed.

We had a picnic that night right there on our bed. The food was fantastic, but nothing could live up to the feelings I had for Joe. We laughed. We joked. We ate. We kissed. We cuddled. We loved.

[ineedrelationshipadvice]

I have a friend who is 15. I am 19. Well, he asked me if I would date him. I told him no, he's a minor. He asked what about when he turned 18? I told him we'd have to wait and see. I am I a pedophile if I say I would actually be interested in a date if he was 18? He is 15 now and it's been eating me. He is my best friend and he is a good person. Should I cut all ties to make sure he is safe? Am I dangerous?

Let’s get the first and most important part of this reply out of the way: NO, you are not dangerous. Even the fact that you feel the need to be concerned that you MIGHT BE dangerous shows a large misunderstanding of this issue, which is what I’m going to try to cover throughout this response. 

And because it’s a concern, no, you do not need to cut all ties with your literal best friend to “make sure he’s safe.” If you are legitimately concerned about his safety because YOU are going to infringe upon his safety, YOU are the problem, and need to seek immediate help. And as I’ve already said, you are not dangerous. 

Part of the issue that you’re experiencing with your situation is a sudden and pronounced awareness of adults being attracted to minors. It’s illegal and it’s gross. That’s pretty universally agreed upon. Are there people who disagree with that opinion? Sure. Is this news or something that has never occurred before? No, these communities have always been there; the availability of the internet has just made their ability to communicate much easier, and so it seems like they’re more present in common discourse. 

It’s good that we’re taking so much interest in protecting minors as an issue! And it’s good that more people are aware of the bad apples that are out there. But you hit that weird part of this issue where you’re directly affected while also not being the source of the problem. This is why you’re so upset and concerned by your current situation. And again, that concern is good to have. But let’s analyze it more. 

The way that these issues are discussed by fancy-pants smart people is with the DSM-5, a big book that talks about all kinds of psychological and psychiatric disorders and issues. Pedophilia and all its various branches are lumped into a larger understanding of sexual desires known as paraphilias. If you want to learn more about paraphilia, click here. But with regard to the DSM-5, it states (paraphrased), that a paraphilia is unhealthy when it: is it causing a risking harm, impairment, or distress to anyone. 

Okay, so how does your situation apply to this understanding of you being attracted to your best friend? Is you being attracted to your best friend (and him to you) causing a risking harm, impairment, or distress to anyone? Your friend is a minor, and therefore can’t consent, so we have to analyze you exclusively. 

Is this causing a risking harm? No. You do not wish to date your friend, thus he is not in harm’s way. 

Is this causing a risking impairment? No. You have chosen to do nothing about his advances, so this question is not applicable. 

Is this causing a risking distress to anyone? No. Nobody is being distressed by your feelings. 

By this more clinical understanding, because you have laid down the law as the legal adult in this situation, any attraction you may feel toward your friend is safe and grounded. You know the law, you don’t want to disobey the law, you have told him as such, end of story. BUT WAIT YOU HAVE NAUGHTY FEELINGS FOR A MINOR. Yeah, so did a lot of people toward Taylor Lautner, who was voted 2nd place in a “Sexiest Man of 2010″ award, even though he was a minor. It’s okay to think people are attractive, and fuck yeah, he was VERY attractive to many people. It’s not okay to act on those feelings. That’s the distinction here.

Another way to look at the same issue is with a similar analysis. Paraphilias are grouped in a series as being either: optional, preferred, or exclusive. Optional denotes that you can kind of take or leave the issue; preferred suggests that the ideal is to include the issue; exclusive, which suggests the issue is mandatory for the person in question. So, for your attraction to your friend, where do you fall? I would argue none of the above, as you do not even accept your attraction to a minor as optional; it’s not an option, you entirely reject it. 

It’s easy for people to throw the word pedophile around these days. But another thing to remember is that you share an age range with your friend. You’re only four years apart; when he was a freshman in high school, you were a senior; you literally shared the same spaces with each other like millions of other people. Four years is nothing, and as he suggested, the moment he crosses some magical, invisible line into the age of 18 (at least in some parts of the USA), all of these concerns you’re currently having suddenly vanish. This is the complication with this issue: somehow, if the person is 17 “THIS IS HORRIBLE AND IMMORAL AND TERRIBLE.” But the moment they turn 18, "eh who cares, they’re an adult.” That lack of nuance in activist communities fails when people who are of similar ages care about each other in the way you do with your best friend, and it’s why you feel so shameful for even the consideration of the possibility. You should not be concerned. You are not a sex offender because you have a friend and might find them attractive. You would be a sex offender if you acted on those feelings. 

So what do you do? Hey, don’t be a sex offender. Seems easy enough right? 

You don’t have to CEASE ALL COMMUNICATION with someone because they like you and you might like them back. That’s literally batshit crazy. It’s okay for adults to talk to teens. There are no laws against this. Nobody is doing anything wrong by speaking words and being friends. Be his friend! Have fun times! Do cool stuff. That’s what friends do. You’re both actual teenagers, so be chill teenagers together. As long as it’s legal, it doesn’t matter.

What should you NOT do? Don’t have sex with your friend until he is legally of age to consent. Don’t be romantic with your friend until he’s legally of age to consent. What if he flirts with you? Deny his advances. Simply say, “I’m sorry, you’re too young.” End of story. 

I understand that I probably sound pedantic and kinda like I’m treating you like you’re stupid when I say these things. But again, and I have to reiterate, YOU ARE NOT A DANGER. Because do you know what an actual pedophile does? Completely disregards everything you’ve written to me about. Actual pedophiles don’t have these concerns or limits; they just have relations with people who cannot consent. That is not you. If you can have the common sense to obey the laws of wherever you live, then you’re fine. There is literally no need for concern. 

What about when he does cross that magical, invisible line and turns into an adult in accordance with the laws of the land? You already said it perfectly yourself. “We’ll see.” Maybe you’ll both be in different places by that time. Maybe he’ll find a different person to like. Good for him! Maybe you’ll be in a different relationship. Good for you! Maybe you’ll both be single, but you’ll be in different life circumstances, and don’t want to date each other even though it’s legal now. Good for both of you! Go your separate ways. 

And maybe you’ll both maintain your friendship, still crush on each other, and decide that now that you are both consenting adults to try out dating. AWESOME. But when he is an adult, and you’re also an adult, THEN you can contemplate those issues. For now, just be friends. It’s okay to be friends with people.

[ghostsandmirrors]

What’s your sweetest RP experience so far?

⨳ — MUNDAY; send one to get to know the mun better!

What’s your sweetest RP experience so far?

the situation i was saving.

so, one of the sites i made bam on a long time ago was a sister site to another one, so i made bam on there, too, because why not? the admin of both sites loved him, and it was a supernatural creatures site so obviously i had to make him as a human just to fuck with everyone.

there were a couple of fun things, like someone else's first thread on the site was their werewolf meeting bam. he managed to trigger a transformation by being a little shit and then called the werewolf a puppy and would not stop hugging him. the mun was writing in brackets at the beginning of the post like 'I LOVE HIM' while the character was in the posts themselves going 'why are you hugging me? i'm not a puppy. i'm a ferocious beast. i could kill you. you're not gonna let me go, are you? ok fine, i guess i am a puppy.'

on a site related to that site (it kept gettin remade) in 2015, there was an ooc chatbox to just, vibe in. so people are vibin and i was lurkin because i was never super comfortable in cboxes and there was a conversation in the chatbox one night. i'm gonna summarise it, but know i have the conversation saved and am reading through it again while writing this.

summary: my friend who i mentioned in the last ask, her name is luna, loved me for the name of a wanted ad i posted. i think it was a joker reference? she was a batman fan, loved harley. so we were just talking and she was saying about 'i love his friend is called harley and his brother is jack napier' because 'jack napier' was a name for joker in i think the tim burton film? i don't remember. anyway, the chat just turned into like, praise for me and bam? and it was unexpected. luna was like 'bam and crow are fun to play with', one of the admins said they stalked threads with bam in ('it's been a quiet pleasure'), third person--who made a pun after about a weremoose made with mads mikkelson because 'mads mooselson'--just dropped a 'crow's awesome' even though i'm not sure we ever spoke, thinking about it now.

like, it doesn't seem like a lot, but it was a big site and we'd all been on sites together for a few years at that point, because there was the original site the other one had been a sister site of, where most of the people joined it, then a second iteration of it because there were disagreements on the staff team and the main admin left so they had to remake so she didn't have control of the site anymore, then the third one that the above happened on (i don't know why it got remade again) and...

listen, it's very easy on a larger site to feel like your threads aren't read by anyone else which on the one hand can feel like 'does anyone even like me or my character(s)?' and on the other gives you the freedom to play a character like bam, who'll streak or put on a feather boa and pretend to be a sex worker so he can hit on guys who very clearly have girlfriends and get them in trouble and then meet his future boyfriend who is now a canon fixture in his life, because no one's gonna see it... then they do see it. they see it all. they've been actively reading this shit. including the admins.

then they say they like it, and you just don't know what to do anymore! except say 'that's mildly terrifying' and get told 'well crow i mean, you're one mysterious cookie'.

then people threatened to bite me because i made a joke about, 'am i choc chip or raisins? never know!'

we had fun.

but yeah, that might be the sweetest? just because... idk. it was unprompted and nice to see. it was weird to see, but it was nice to see and sometimes i forget about it, and find it saved and get to re-experience it.

the good thing about a shit memory is that you get infinite chances to experience the nice things you save, which also means you get to choose if you keep the bad things. hey ho silver lining and all that. might forget birthdays and favourite colours and genuinely important shit, but i will also forget... i was going to give an example and realised i don't have any because i forgot them.

my life is a joke. /positive

[citycfangels]

text: raquel ⇄ charlie

Raquel: sometimes I wonder why I talk to Adriana and Casey and then I realize that if I only talked to you you would probably get sick of me.

Charlie: i would never get sick of you, babe

Charlie: something happened?

Raquel: promise?

Raquel: nothing, they’re just being weird and brought something up

Raquel: can you promise something else?

Charlie: i promise

Charlie: they're weirdos, but you love them anyways

Charlie: tell me

Raquel: this is why I love you.

Raquel: I should stop being around weirdos.

Raquel: promise that you’ll never ask me to marry you.

Charlie: where did this come from, babe?

Raquel: can you just promise?

Raquel: please.

Charlie: i can only promise that for now i won't, but who knows if that happens in the future when we're both ready?

Raquel: no.

Charlie: no what?

Raquel: no. I’m not marrying you and no you aren’t proposing at any point in our lives. No.

Raquel: that’s not the promise I asked you for.

Charlie: okay, i promise

Charlie: but why not? don't you want that?

Raquel: No I don’t want to get married because I know what it means. You and me being married isn’t what it means to everyone else. You and me being married means us eventually ending.

Raquel: and I know being married isn’t what you want either.

Charlie: why would it mean the end of us? that doesn't have to happen if we don't let it happen

Charlie: not now, but what if i want to make you my wife in, let's say, years?

Charlie: the thing is that i see a future with you, marriage or not marriage

Raquel: because that’s just how it is. Adding another label to something changing how we already are. We’re good now. Why do we have to change it even years from now? We are good.

Raquel: and I see a future with you. I’m not saying I don’t want to be with you. I’m saying I do and that I don’t want to change how we are.

Charlie: i don't think we wouldn't be changing that much if we were married but okay. you don't want to get married, i won't ask you to marry me, no matter how much i want to in the future. i promise

Raquel: I love you.

Charlie: i love you too. don't worry about it, okay?

Raquel: I just don’t want you to think that I don’t. I love you so much and I know I already said no to kids which is what people want but I just don’t want you to think that there is mo future with me because I do want to spend the rest of my life with you.

Charlie: i see it even if there's no kids and marriage on it, you know that, right?

Charlie: we're probably not getting the house with the white fence in the suburbs either, you know

Charlie: and no, i don't want that

Raquel: I didn't know that you did, but I see it too, babe.

Raquel: the suburbs are overrated, but if you want that house then that is something I know I can give you.

Charlie: good

Charlie: no, not there. i would get bored there. i see us in a big house with a pool for us, maybe a hot tub outside and lots of places where we can fuck

Raquel: oh come on. I could join like book clubs and you could go to like poker nights with the rest of the balding middle aged men. I’d be like the perfect stepford wife. You know without the title.

Raquel: but a huge pool with a waterfall feature. I don’t care about the size of the house as long as I get to come home to you every night.

Charlie: poker, huh? i'm good at poker, even better at strip poker, but that wouldn't be the game we'd be playing. i guess we would be perfect at that kind of life

Charlie: a waterfall? we can have that, that would be awesome. a huge pool to swim naked only for us. i'm into that

Raquel: strip poker is just for me and I would wipe the floor with you Babe.

Raquel: well maybe a waterfall feature. I don’t think we can be like Christina Aguilera who actually did have a waterfall at her house. Skinny dipping in the pool. And here I was thinking the pool was just going to be for us to have pool parties and invite people over.

Charlie: you know i let you win sometimes so you can get me naked, right?

Charlie: well, pool parties sound fun, but it doesn't beat fucking you in the pool, does it?

Raquel: isn’t the whole point of the game to win so that /you/ can see the pretty girl get naked? I don’t think you thought that one through all the way babe.

Raquel: well nothing beats you fucking me so there’s that but you’re just making me think about sex and that’s not fair.

Charlie: you think i didn't? you strip me off my clothes, you basically demand me to take them off each time i lose, you get turned on, i see you naked. it's not like i don't win at the end of the game

Charlie: that's the purpose of this, babe

Raquel: Okay there's a whole reverse psychology jedi mind trick thing there but I've caught on and maybe I just am going to have to learn to control my urges.

Raquel: again, not fair and if you want to have sex then all you have to do is say so.

Raquel: or according to you take your shirt off and I won't be able to control myself.

Charlie: do you want me to help you to resist me, babe?

Charlie: well, if you want sex the night before your audition you know what to do

Raquel: no because I know that you won't really be helping.

Raquel: no. You know I have to focus.

Charlie: nope, i wouldn't

Charlie: okay, no sex tonight. i guess it'll be celebration sex tomorrow, or comfort sex, depending on how it went

Charlie: i'm sure you'll nail it tomorrow

Raquel: Yes you would.

Raquel: I'm hoping it'll be celebration sex because I don't want to have sad comfort sex. I really want this job. As much as I love working with you some nights, I want to do what I love.

Raquel: you mean as hard as I want to nail you?

Raquel: okay that sounded a lot better in my head and I'm not supposed to be thinking about sex right now.

Charlie: i meant that i wouldn't be helping, but if you say so...

Charlie: well, i hope it's celebration sex. i know you'll do great and hope you get out of this, even if i love working with my girlfriend

Charlie: that sounds weird but as soon as you're done with the audition and you're home, we'll have as much sex as you want. i'll make sure to wear a shirt tonight so you don't have any temptations

Raquel: I thought you would think working with me is a drag. Like you're forced to work with your ball and chain.

Raquel: okay, but I'm not promising the same thing. Shirts are overrated.

Charlie: most people think that working with your girlfriend/wife is a bad idea, but it's not that bad. i can take a look at you every now and then if i'm unmotivated so

Charlie: so i'd be wearing a t-shirt but you can be topless? i won't complain about it

Raquel: I motivate you?

Raquel: baby that's so sweet.

Raquel: I'm re thinking the whole no sex tonight thing. Or at least we can do like a really steamy make out scene. I think there has to be one in this script. You'd be helping me get into character.

Charlie: yeah, you do. you're the reason why am i working hard to make sure we have a future

Charlie: ooooh we could do that. i'm sure there will be some in that movie, so what's better than help you get into character? i'm in

Charlie: i don't mind having to go to the bathroom afterwards if you don't really want to have sex

Raquel: I love you so much.

Raquel: You're not going to the bathroom. Not unless I'm coming with you and we're having shower sex. The love of my life just said that I'm his motivation and makes me feel like the most beautiful girl in the world. I'm not letting you leave our bed.

Charlie: i love you

Charlie: well, if you say i'm not going to the bathroom to masturbate after making out for practice, then i won't leave our bed until we've had several orgasms

Raquel: I like this plan. You having your tongue on me. Fucking me while I moan your name. It’s just the right distraction I need.

Raquel: hey babe, do you have time before work? I just need to talk to you about something and I think it’ll just be better in person.

Charlie: yeah, i don't start until later, what's up? do i have to worry?

Raquel: okay.

Raquel: it’s just better if we talk in person.

Charlie: i'm starting to worry, is it bad or...?

Raquel: I don’t know what it is yet but I love you and it’s just something we have to talk about before I make any kind of decision.

Charlie: sounds really important. i hope it's nothing bad, but if we talk about it, let's do that. are you coming home or...?

Charlie: is it about the audition, babe?

Raquel: I’ll be home in 10.

Raquel: yeah a little bit.