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egletsfics · 2 years

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Nyan Neko Sugar Highschool - Chapter 1

STORY SUMMERY: What if Rakuchan, Koneko-chan, Hitoshi-san, Bokutachi-kun, and all your favorite characters from the hit anime Nyan~ Neko Sugar Girls went to... high school?! What if... they were having a School Festival at that highschool? And what if... there was aishiterus and love at steak during that School festival?!!!!!

Read to find out about all the crazy highschool dramas going on at... NYAN~ NEKO SUGAR HIGHSCHOOL! (Highschool AU/ MochiceShipping (Raku x Koneko)/ StockholmShipping (Bokutachi x Hitoshi)

Chspter 1: Neko High School

Authors AN: I used to have a old authers notes 4 chapter 1-2 but for sum reason they got deleted and i forgot wut they were so im writting a new 1 here:

Konichiwa minna-san! 2day Im back with A NOTHER FAFNICTION!!!!!!!! This is about nyan~ Neko suger girls, 1 of my faverite animes. Its a highschool AU story so DONT LIKE DONT READ dont complain in teh coments and stuff if u dont liek it!!!!

Well n e ways… HOPE U ENJOY :D !!!!!!!

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1 day it was a day.

Raku-chan and Koneko-chan, who were just normal neko highschoolers, woke up on that day, and they thought it would just be an ordinary and sugoi day like every day was. But today was NOT a normal day...

...IT WAS DA NEKO SCHOOL FESTIVAL!!!!!!!!!

The Neko School Festival was a festival at Neko High School which was where raku-chan, Koneko-chan and and their tomadachi Hitoshi-San went to school. (translator note: tomdachi means friend)

It was a festival where students did stuff and it happened at school, which was why it was called a school festival.

"BEEP BEEP BEEP" beeped the alarm clock at Raku chans house.

"NYA why r u so loud and annoying u BAKA ALRAM CLOCK!" Rakuchan yeled angerly and she hit the alarm lock until it turned off.

She yawned kawaiily and opened her eyes sleepily and saw the time on the clock:

7:50 am

"N-N-n-N-N_N-N-NANIIIIIIIIII>?!!!!!" Raku-chan said in shock. "I ONLY HAVE 10 MINUTS 2 GET 2 SCHOOL N-N-NYA?!!!!"

Raku-chan ran into da kitchen and put a piece of bread in da toaster. Then she pput on he school unifrom really fastly. It was a sailor uniform with a super short sexy navy blue and pink skirt, a white short sleeved top, a blue and white collar, a pink ribbon, sexy lacy white kneesocks, and pink school loafers. She put on sum kawaii light pink eyeliner and put on mascara and fake sparkly eyelashes and put on a pair of really kawaii wing earrings and a sparkly pink gemstone covered collar with white and pink lace around it and a silver bell in the middle.

Meanwhile, Koneko-chan was waiting outsaide Raku-chan's house (they were nextx door neighbors) and kind of worried bcuz it was already 7:52 and they had 2 go to school by 5 minutes. She wondered if Raku-chan was asleep, or if she had just overslept like she did every year on the first day of school.

Raku chan heard the toaster ding and the bread popped out. She grabbed the bread wit her hands but it was very hot.

"AH! H-h-h-h-hot!!!" The bread bounced around in Raku-chan's hands before she put it in her mouth. She got her kawaii bag and opend the door and went outside.

Koneko-chan was still waiting outside. "Raku-chan! We have to hurry, schol starts in *looks at watch* 5 MINITES!!!!!!" said KOneko-chan.

"Ya I know Nyaaaa desuuuuuu!!!!!!" Raku chan said back.

"Ok lets go!" said Koneko-chan.

Raku-chans super awesome giant sugoi boobs were jiggling up and down as the nekos girls runned to school. Konekos-chans chest wasn't as big but she didn't really care because she was not self conshis.

"Koneko~chan~ aren't you excited for da school festival today???? isn't it SO SUPER SUGOI NYA!?!!!!" said Raku chan.

"Yes, I think it will be super kimochi as well Raku-chan, everyone sure put a lot of effort into making our last school festival at Neko High School extra sugoi," said Konkeo chan.

Suddenly Raku chan was quiet. She was thinking really hard abuot something.

The thing Raku was thinking about was her super giant huge crush on her best tomadachi, Hitoshi San. Calling Hitoshi-san sugoi would be like calling the moon a rock. It was technically true, but the mere word "sugoi" failed so utterly and completely at conveying just how incredible Hitoshi-san was that it made the entire Japanese language seem like a joke.

Raku chan's eyes became misty as she started daydreaming about Hitoshi-san's piercing blood-scarlet eyes, his dark deep ocean blue hair, and his hot steamy shrexy bod. She blushed. Hitoshi-san really was so sugoi desu!

Raku-chan's daydreaming became more serious as she started considering what this school festival meant to her relationship with Hitoshi-san. This was her last chance to confess her feelings to Hitoshi-san!

She started practicing the confession in her head. Romantic music began playing in her imagination as she stood with Hitoshi-san on the school roof, watching the fireworks together. Hitoshi-san... watashi... watashi wa aishiteru anata desu! (translators note: I... I love you desu!)

Hmm... no, that was too straightforward. And also, she really needed to reexamine her imaginary internal music catalog. Stacy's Mom was not romantic enough.

What about, "watashi wa kimochi daisuki Hitoshi-san desu!"? (translatros note: I really like you a lot Hitoshi-san desu!)

No, it was too weak of a statement to properly convey the depths of her feelings. So how was she going to go about the confession?

She needed to hurry up and think about the best way to confess to Hitoshi-san before the festival was over. She might not get another chance after this one!

"Um, are u ok Raku-chan, ur kind of quiet today nya. Did something happen?" asked Koneko-chan.

"O-oh nya desu, n-nothing much nyahahaha!" Raku laughed awkwardly and anime sweatdropped.

"Oh, okay then. Lets go inside, we're already at school after all," said Koneko-chan, pointing at the school gates. "Just in time! We aren't late after all."

"O-ok let's go nya desu!!!" Raku chan said and then they went inside Neko High School.

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RATE & REVEW 4 MOAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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wilderavyn · 1 year

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Watch Love Class 2 Ep 9 & 10 Finale with me

Spoilers Ahead

Ep 9

0:39 Ok I would be pissed if my boyfriend woke me up in the middle of the night for nothing. Sleep is important y'all!

1:28 This is literally the worst time to tell him something but continue.

2:04 It seems that way because that's exactly what happened in your part of the story.

3:14 Putting those neglected child skills you mentioned last time to good use I see Hyun. 😂

3:42 And there we go! An finally initiated some affection. I am finally satisfied!

4:29 Cheeky boy Hyun! 😂

4:58 That was adorable. 🥺

5:50 Love how extra Maru is being about the food once he realized Minwoo made it. 😂 🥺

11:11 Good job saying no to being the third wheel their lady.

11:59 Manager person actually apologized to Minwoo? I'm impressed.

13:41 Damn he asks so directly.

14:39 This is ridiculous and such a misunderstanding.

16:21 Don't you feel stupid now.

17:29 Finally they're acting like real adults.

19:33 Love to see them kiss but their kisses look like they need cpr. 😂

Ep 10

This already looks like such a fun trip

2:24 I love this cheeky boy!

3:58 Love that Hyun is calling An high maintenance as if his needy ass isn't. 😂

5:33 Do all of you really need to go to the store together? The answer was yes apparently

9:05 Maru is so funny.

9:27 That's cute An! 🥺 What is this confession time for everyone?

16:15 What was that about not kissing where it's dark and deserted again? 🤨

20:52 Ok they followed through with their kissing photo for class idea. That was a nice way to end this show.

I'm giving this show a 9 overall. The storyline was very interesting even when it was frustrating. J-Min was definitely my favorite part of the show but that should surprise no one since I already loved him.😂His characters kisses with An left a little to be desired but they kind of wrote it into An's character that he wasn't that into it which was good writing I think and made sense for him. This show dealt with some heavy topics so I'm not likely to watch it a lot but I would definitely rewatch with a friend and will definitely recommend it to others. I also really enjoyed Minwoo and Maru. They were super cute. I could take or leave the third couple mainly because of how frustrating watching them get together was but they too were endearing by the end.

#bl drama #asianlgbtqdramas #korean bl #kbl #love class 2 #bae173 jmin #j min #jmin

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hocusbogus · 2 years

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Small Talks and Being an Extrovert

Best part of being in corporate is you get to people watch, and get paid for it.

I hate conferences, in general, not just in corporate. Maybe TedTalk is an exception but I’ve never been to one so I wouldn’t know.

I’m in one right now, woke up at 5am to be here at 7.30am, for an event that starts at 8.30am. Or 9am to be exact.

So now I am just watching people scramble to prep for the event, my line of work but not this particular one.

There is a guy, maybe in his 50s, he was here before me and he is having breakfast, or was as I am writing this. He actually switched position to also people watch. Relatable.

I took a break from writing, now it’s about 9 hours later, I am in my room continuing this post.

I was not looking forward to the conference at all, I don’t socialize with my colleagues on purpose after what happened with my previous workplace.

So I do expect to be solo.

Boy was I wrong.

Being an extrovert, no matter how hard I try to avoid talking to strangers or others I will still end up doing it.

Things I managed to gather from my colleagues:

1. One adopted two cats named Kitto and Simon, living with his girlfriend who is a student from China and is going back to her hometown for four months soon.

2. Also a Sabahan from Tenom who recently found God and took a coaching course.

3. A recently engaged colleague who got proposed to on a very bad Monday for her, where her friends conspires to get her to come to a fake birthday party and tricked her into wearing nice clothes because she’s about to get proposed to and she didn’t even say yes right away.

4. Two colleagues are scared of the dark and horror films.

5. Two colleagues do not eat Tuna sashimi just like me.

I love finding these out, this is why I am an extrovert and this why I write. This is why I talk to people, they are so fascinating. Yes, I had to put myself out there as well and show them bits and pieces of me that I’ve guarded so well but I get to know their stories in exchange and humans are just so interesting.

Whenever I tell people I hate small talk. I do. Being good at it doesn’t make it any less dreadful.

Small talks are about energy, that transactional thing between those involved.

I love small talks when it’s reciprocated and deep and carries meaning. It can be as simple as them telling me about their cats, it gives me a lot of insights into who they are as a person and what’s important to them. To also find the common ground.

One thing for sure, I love being an extrovert during times where I am thrown in an uncomfortable environment because the more people I don’t know, the more bold I get.

It’s not always, but it’s most of the time.

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obscureglance · 2 years

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Another one

1. Do you like blue cheese? Not at all.

2. Have you ever smoked a cigarette? Yep, but I didn’t smoke my first until I was 22.

3. Do you own a gun? Nope. I probably would if I lived in the city.

4. What flavor do you add to your drink at Sonic? I get a Strawberry Slush.

5. Do you get nervous before doctor appointments? Nervous to be examined? No. Nervous for the price of the visit? Yes.

6. Do you like hot-dogs? I prefer corn dogs.

8. What do you prefer to drink in the morning? A green RedBull or an iced cold brew.

9. Can you do push-ups? Not many.

10. What’s your favorite meal? Lemon basil marinated chicken, twice-baked potatoes, and asparagus.

11. What’s your favorite piece of jewelry? A vintage Givenchy watch passed down through my maternal side of the family.

12. Favorite hobby? Binge watching TV shows.

13. Do you work with people who idolize you? Lol I hope not.

14. Name a trait that you hate about yourself? People-pleaser.

15. Middle name? Elizabeth.

16. Name 3 thoughts at this moment: I hate being sick, I really want Chinese food, and my bed is very soft.

17. Name 3 things you bought yesterday: I bought OTC cold medicine and DoorDash.

18. Name 3 drinks you regularly drink: Ice water, Fanta Orange, and Coke.

19. Current worry right now? Not this paycheck but next paycheck.

20. Current hate right now? Feeling crappy.

21. Favorite place to be? In the water. Ocean, pool, hot tub. Whatever.

22. How did you bring in New Years? I had Covid so I was alone in my room. Damn, I get sick a lot.

23. Favorite place to go? California. I never want to come home.

24. What is your most recurring dream? That I’m the age I am now but I have to go back to high school because I missed a credit or something. I don’t know. It’s very uncomfortable.

25. Introvert or extrovert? Introvert.

26. What color shirt are you wearing? What shirt? Lol.

27. Do you like sleeping on satin sheets? Jersey knit sheets please.

28. Can you whistle? Sometimes.

29. Favorite color? It changes by my mood but right now it’s sage.

30. Would you be a pirate? I don’t like stealing but also fuck oppressing societies. So, sure.

31. What songs do you sing in the shower? Whatever is playing. Probably something by Halsey, Born Without Bones, Avril Lavigne, or fun.

32. Favorite girl’s name? Dylan.

33. Favorite boy’s name? Carrington.

34. Who is your loudest friend? That’s hard. Probably my friend Tiffany.

35. What’s in your pocket right now? No pockets.

36. Last thing that made you laugh? Bachelor in Paradise.

37. Bed sheets as a child? I don’t remember.

38. Worst injury you’ve ever had? Fractured collar bone.

39. Do you love where you live? Yeah, I really do.

40. How many TVs are in your house? At least 4. I have roommates lol.

41. What is your worst habit? Running back to exes.

42. How many dogs do you have? One.

43. Does someone have a crush on you? I think so but she’s confusing me.

44. Do you own slippers? Yep.

45. What is your favorite book? I have no idea but my favorite play is Hamlet.

46. What is your favorite candy? Reese’s Cups or Airheads.

47. What is your favorite sports team? Dodgers.

48. What song do you want played at your funeral? Something bittersweet.

49. What were you doing at 12 AM last night? Watching Big Little Lies.

50. What was the first thing you thought of when you woke up this morning? Fuck, I’m still sick.

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ziee · 3 years

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Yb(TeddyBear) x Reader

"Before I go, I wanted to get you something special." Your dad says, turning around to rummage in his bag. You watched his back in curiosity, wondering what he would have gotten his 22-year-old daughter. He was going on a business trip for about 2 weeks, but every time spent away from you, your dad always got you something. Mostly plushies, or some childish stickers. It started as a kid, your dad would always have to leave due to business trips, so it's kind of sweet he still does it.

"Tada!" He excitedly says, turning around while holding a large plush in his hands. In his hands, he held a rather large stuffed bear. It wore a black vest with a blue shirt, housing a rather cute black and white heart. It's fur was grey, with large blue eyes.

You smiled at him, thinking that the bear was incredibly cute for just being a stuffed bear. "Aw dad, he's so adorable!" You squealed, taking the bear from your dad's hands. He puffed out his chest in pride due to your reaction.

"I bought him in the cafe next to your work, they said he was one of a kind. I'm pretty sure he has a name too, check the tag." You rolled the tag on the bear's back around and looked at the tiny words. Your boyfriend- Peter!

"So your names Peter huh?" You smile and hold the bear to your chest. "Thank you dad, this is much better than those paw patrol stickers from last time." You playfully roll your eyes as your dad clutches his chest in a playful manner.

"You hurt me Y/n, I thought that was your favorite show." He fakes his painful expression as you laugh.

"Yeah, from like when I was 5!" You shout at your dramatic dad. Once the giggling fades, you move in to hug him. "Stay safe, ok?" You mumble into his chest. Your dad wraps his arms around you, pulling you tighter in.

"I'll be back before you know it." He kisses the top of your head and lets you go, moving to enter his car. As he drives off, you wave goodbye. Returning your focus on the bear in your arms, you smile as you run your fingers through his soft fur. Entering the house, you make your way towards your bedroom.

Placing the bear on your bed, you settle him between your pillows before leaving the room. "What to do now.." You mumble just as your stomach growls. Food, of course. You hadn't even eaten breakfast. It was just 5 minutes past 9 AM. Your dad usually leaves early on business trips, so you wake up to say goodbye.

Entering the kitchen, you go to prepare some food. The day moves on as you do your usual activities on your off days. Clean the house, get some groceries, dread going to work the next day. You decided to try and relax, preparing a hot enough to melt your bones bath. Perfect.

You stripped in the bathroom, setting your clothes on the counter before realizing you forgot one thing. Wrapping a towel around your nude body, you enter your room for a candle to light. You then notice how your bear was suddenly not on your bed. Your brows furrow as you stepped closer to your bed before feeling a soft plush under your foot. You yelp and scramble backward, tripping on your own feet before falling on your ass.

You moan in pain as your rub your pained butt, looking forwards at the monster that tripped you. It was.. Peter? "Peter? How did you get on the floor?" The window wasn't open, preventing the breeze from coming in. Even though you don't think a little breeze would knock over a plush bear. Your exposed legs closed as you move to crawl towards your bear.

In doing so, your towel got caught under your knee, pulling it down from your chest. There you sat, crawling towards your bear in the nude. You didn't really care, there was no one else but you home and besides, you walked around this house naked before. You got to your bear, taking hold of its.. Hot body?

Was it in the sun or something? His fur felt warm as well a pink tint on its cheeks. Maybe you just didn't see the pink outside. You stood up, holding the bear to your chest before placing it back on your bed. "Now you stay there, alright?" You say, pointing a finger at the grey bear before grabbing the items you need, making your way back to the bathroom.

The day went on with no more predicaments. You relaxed in your bath, ate as much as you wanted without annoying comments.. And soon enough the day was coming to an end. Changing into your pj's, you stripped once more in your room and threw on a t-shirt and some shorts.

Washing your face, you hopped back into your room and jumped onto the bed. Bouncing up and down with your new teddy, you smiled before pulling out your phone. You brought the bear under your arms, looking as though you're cuddling it as you scroll through social media.

Eventually, you got tired and put away your phone on the nightstand. Turning off your light, you rolled over, away from the plush before falling asleep. As the clock reached 12, your bed suddenly bore new weight.

Your bear disappeared from view, instead, a man took its place. Beside you, the man silently watched as you slept. He wore the same as his stuffy counterpart, but with the addition of black pants. Blue eyes, almost suffocating, stared at your unconscious body.

Feeling his grin widen, so did his boxers. "Oh darling, I almost couldn't control myself after that show you pulled earlier.." He whispered as his hand ghosted your cheek, almost touching your warm skin before stopping himself. He got off the bed, making his way to the other side, towards where you've turned.

Leaning down, his face stood in front of yours. His breathing turned heavy as he stared at your face. Cheeks dusted with red blush, a large tent formed in his pants. Soon, the pounding of his cock beneath his clothes became too much for him. Growing annoyed, he figured he can just relieve himself while watching you..

The next day was busy. Having to get up early, get ready for work, and whatnot. Thankfully, the shift seemed to end quickly. Although you hate it when it gets super busy, it does make the time fly by. When you got home, you kicked off your shoes and headed straight for the shower.

Walking in your room to grab your pj's, you smile as you spot Peter on the bed. "Hi Peter, did you get lonely when I was gone." You asked the stuffed animal.

...

Why are you talking to a plushie.

After your shower, you flopped down on your bed. Grabbing the bear, you set him on your chest as you stared into your phone. Peter couldn't see your face but did feel your breasts underneath him. Rising up and down from your breathing, he watched you as scrolled endlessly.

The first week went by quickly, your routine being work, shower, lounge around. Maybe do some chores here and there, obviously you had a little more control when your dad was out, and do some snack trips.

All the while, every night when the clock hits 12, your little bear would turn into a 6'5 man. Who is awfully obsessed with you. He wishes you would take him everywhere, feeling anger every time you leave him on the bed. But it's to be expected, you still only know of his toy form. That would change this week.

Only having a week until your father gets home, he doesn't want to miss his chance to introduce himself. He doesn't know why he waited this long anyway, I guess it's just so fun to watch your sleeping face as he.. Uh, does his 'activities'.

As of right now, it was about 11:50. Just 10 more minutes. He could wait that long. You had already gone to bed, sleeping like an angel, but facing away from him. He grumbled as the clock took its time ticking.

But alas, it struck midnight. He stretched his stiff body, staying in the same position every day unless you readjusted him. He moved his weight off the bed, walking over to the side where you lay before kneeling down.

He smiled as he leaned in close, feeling your soft breaths through your nose on his. Watching you sleep was a ritual, but recording every detail of you was a way of art. The way your nostrils flared slightly as you breathed out, your lips growing dryer throughout the night, and your beautiful open eyes..

Opened eyes?

The first thing you usually woke up to was either your nightstand or the ceiling. Not a pair of large, blue eyes. Wait, blue eyes? You shot up, away from the strange man as you scooted to the other side of your bed.

"Who are you." You shakily spoke, feeling around the bed for anything you could use as a weapon. In doing so, you realize your bear is now missing. Your eyes now pierce the stranger on the other side of the bed, not daring to move as he stares at you. Wait a minute..

He looks familiar. His clothing reminds you of your bear. As well as his eyes.. And skin too?? "Peter..?" You whisper, furrowing your brows. His eyes light up, a grin spreading across his face.

"Yes! I'm your boyfriend." He comes up on the bed, sitting in front of you as confusion racks your brain.

"Wait- Are you really my stuffed bear?" He nods. "But how? You're a stuffed BEAR! Not a human? Are you a cursed bear or something?" You look at his skin, trying to find any markings of curses or what not when he grabs your hands softly.

"I'm not cursed. I turn into a human at midnight each night." He smiles, rubbing his thumb over your hand. "You're really cute when you sleep." Bringing your hand up, he rubs his cheek against your palm, all the while as he stares at you.

Your mouth opens, flabbergasted at what you've just been told. Your bear can turn into a human. Each night. And he's been staring at you while you sleep?? "How come you didn't tell me before? You could have just woken me up."

"You're always so busy in the mornings, and I want you to get your beauty rest.~" He mumbles, rubbing his face into your hand. You let it happen, a bit weirded out but I mean, it is your bear. Your bear.. That saw you naked... MULTIPLE TIMES.

OH MY GOD.

Your cheeks suddenly flush, remembering all the times you've been naked in your room the past week. The first day burns into your mind. He takes notice of your blush, grinning as he guesses what you're thinking about.

"You know, I've seen your body so many times yet you have never seen mine." Great observation dude, this is the first time I'm learning about it too.

"What are you saying?" His rubbing stopped, seeing him lick his lips before bringing his head up. My hand falls onto my lap as he grins.

"If you want.. I could show you." He's offering to show you his body? Actually, you've never seen a man's body. In-person, of course. It's not like you haven't had boyfriends, but you never got close enough for 3rd base. This- your teddy bear is now offering to show you his junk.

...

You were a little curious.

"I've listened to the videos you watched, and albeit I'm still furious that you would look at other bodies while pleasuring yourself but, I've only ever heard male voices." Your face burned in shame. Completely forgetting most of the time that your bear was right beside you as you touched yourself, he was right.

Your history consisted of mostly guys jerking off. You just found it fascinating and fucking hot, how they came. The different ways they would touch themselves too, and their small groans of pleasure.. Thinking about this is getting you a little wet..

"Oh um well.." You didn't know what to say. 'Yes, I wanna see your dick.' ?? God you were such a virgin. He watched you with a smirk, watching as your eyes zoomed everywhere but his eyes. He could tell you wanted to say yes, but you were just too embarrassed. Cute.

Slowly, he grabbed hold of your hands and placed them on his chest. You let out a quick 'eep' as you felt his hard chest. Looking up towards him, his encouraging smile allowed you to run your hands over his shirt. Your hands were a bit shaky at first, but you kept telling yourself this was alright. It was your stuffed bear anyways.

Moving one hand down, you poked his belly button, making him laugh a bit. That seemed to ease you, moving your hands more freely around his chest. You got curious, wanting to see under the vest and shirt.

You inched your hands down, looking up at him as you do so. You flick your fingers under his shirt, slowly pulling it up. He stared at you and grinned, allowing you to do so. "My, so eager.."

"Shh!" You blushed as you lifted his shirt up. He took off his vest as you placed your hand just below his collar bone, holding up the shirt as your other hand cautiously touches his free skin.

His skin was cold, and grey. Flinching at your first touch, you watch in awe as his stomach clenches before relaxing. His belly button was small, a cute innie. Your hand moved up from his hips towards his nipples. They were a darker shade of grey than him, small as well.

You ran your fingers over his right one, instantly becoming hard from your touch. Your cheeks flushed with heat and color as he arched his back, pushing his chest out towards you. You softly pinched one, making him let out a soft moan. You immediately release his nipple and throw your hands up, shocked. His shirt fell after your hand left, as his eyes stared at you in confusion. "Did I do something wrong, darling?" His whispered voice made you want to writhe in excitement. You made a guy feel good! Even moan! Your fantasies were coming true, and oh boy were you gonna milk this.

"N-no.. I just got a little excited." You mumble, fanning yourself with your hands. His face morphed into one of pure delight, his cheeks dusted with the same pink as you. Lifting his hand up, he pulled his shirt up and grabbed one of your hands, placing your palm against his chest once more.

"Then by all means.. Continue to explore." You felt your legs twitch as you got even more aroused. Now with another free hand, you used both to play with his nipples. Twisting, flicking, pulling, all the while a large tent was forming under his pants. You wondered what it would feel like licking his nipples.. Should you- ask?

...

"Can I.. Can I lick them?" Peter almost creamed in his pants. Figuring you were too far though, he grabbed your waist and pulled you upon his lap.

"You can do whatever you want with me. I'm yours." He answered, begging in his head that you would do much more than lick his nips. You licked your lips as you stared at his swollen nipples, moving your head closer towards his chest before your mouth was almost touching one of them.

You opened your mouth, lolling out your tongue before giving a quick flick onto one of them. Peter's body flinched at the cold contact, creating a jolt of pleasure straight to his pelvis. You pulled his nipple into your mouth, twirling it around your tongue. He let out more moans, encouraging you to do more.

Softly biting into his skin, he continued to be at your mercy. You released him from your mouth, looking at the bite marks encased into his skin. You grinned, staring at his flushed face. "I didn't know you were so sensitive." You teased, trailing a finger around his abused nipple.

He smirked, deciding to say nothing but look down. Following his gaze, you suddenly realized that you were subconsciously grinding against his knee. You opened your mouth but closed it after not knowing what to say. God, how desperate were you?

"Didn't know you were so horny y/n." He let his shirt fall and grabbed your waist, moving you back and forth faster on his knee. You jolted and moaned, the feeling of someone else pleasuring you was far better than you expected.

"Mmm.. Oh god.." You clutched onto his shoulders as he swayed you, your shorts doing little to nothing in resistance, which you thanked. You jolted every time you moved, your breathing heavy as you felt nothing which you've felt before. You wanted more.

"Peter.. Do you wanna do it?" You moaned into his ear, still clutching onto his shoulders. He stopped moving you, softly pushing you off his knee and onto your back. Leaning over you, his wide blue eyes stared into yours. Rose dusted his cheeks as his tongue licked his lips.

"I've been waiting since day 1 to do this to you, darling." He leaned down, rubbing his head against your breasts. You bit your lip as your thighs trembled in anticipation. You could see his cock against his pants, trying to escape.

This would be your first time seeing a real cock. In person. Up close. And very, very, personal. He removed his head, touching his fingers against your shirt before pulling it off you. He stopped to admire, watching as your chest rises and falls, remembering the time he had sat there. God, you were so warm.

He moved down, pulling down your shorts. Easy enough, but he stopped at your underwear. Dragging his fingers over your clothed slit, you whined at the consistent pounding of your clit. "Patient love, like I have been.." He growled as he continued pushing into your clit. Due to how wet you were, your underwear soon became drenched at the constant pushing. He soon takes off your underwear, coming over you once more as he leaned down.

With the underwear in his hands, he takes a long lick up the cloth, sapping up all your juices. You watch, mouth agape. That was fucking hot. He smirked at your blinded reaction, too red to move. Throwing the panties on the ground, he pushed your legs up before spreading them apart.

Resting in front of you, it was now time for the grand show. "Are you ready to take me all dear?" He purred, reaching for his zipper.

"Yes! I want your cock inside me, please!" You cry, all the teasing from him was too much for your virgin self. He chuckled as he unzipped his pants, his cock almost protruding from his boxers. You breathed heavily as you stared at his erection. Such a pervert.

He brought down his boxers, pulling them down to his knees. There, his cock stood at full attention. "Is it- uh, always this big?" You gulped, seeing the size. He laughed, bringing a hand to your cheek, swiping his thumb against your skin.

"Only when I see you, darling."

"Will it fit?" You question.

Like an idiot.

"Of course it will. Don't worry, you'll only feel a little bit of pain. If it hurts, I'll take it out, alright?" He promised, giving you an oscar worthy smile. You relaxed a bit, trusting him enough to stick it in you. Just like your doctor.

You breathed out and nodded, confirming you still wanted to do it. He positioned himself over you, his tip touching your entrance. "Just relax, alright?" He leaned down, giving you the first kiss of the evening. Your lips mushed together, you being a bit less experienced but still, it was romantic.

Pulling away left a string of saliva, turning you on even more. He stroked himself over your slit before slowly pushing himself inside. The tip was alright, but past that it started to hurt. You grabbed onto his arms and squeezed, stopping him immediately. He nuzzled into your neck as you breathed, trying to relax.

As soon as you were ready, you nodded against his head. He kissed your shoulder before pushing himself further in. You breathed in and out, trying to relax. "I'm- in." He panted, resisting the urge to destroy you.

"Your so- b..big." You moan, clenching his arms. He chuckled, sweat growing on his forehead.

"Thank you dear, you're the perfect fit for me." He waited until you were alright, slowly pulling out as you gave him a nod. Pushing himself back in, you gasped. Continuing to do so slowly, pain turned into less pain before it turned into pleasure.

"F-faster." You moan into his ear. He complied happily, turning up the heat with his hips. The slapping of skin commenced in the room, panting and moans swirled around the 4 walls as sweat dripped.

His thrusts were hard, pushing himself in and out of your wet hole. His cock shone from your juices as he panted in your ear. Him being inside you excited you, but hearing his groans and pants? You thought you were already close to cumming.

His hands suddenly went to your hips, gripping into your skin as he pounded harder into you. Was he already close? His thrusts suddenly went wild, pounding into you harder and harder. You saw his thighs start to shake before he lets out a long, low groan.

Hot liquid shoots into you, leaving him blinded with pleasure. His hips go into auto as he pumps his seed into you, filling you up before he stops. Pulling out of you, a trail of liquids follows him out. Great, now you'll have to wash your sheets, but to be honest, that was far from your worries.

You hadn't even cum yet! You felt him all up, let him in and you don't even get to cum?? He lays next to you, panting. You watch as his breathing slows from hurried gasps. "Had fun?" You mumble, staring into his eyes.

"Yes, you felt amazing darling." He lifts himself up, before rolling to hover over you. You're trapped under his arms, smiling at what's about to happen. "Don't think I haven't felt your glares at me, I'll get you to cum too, dear~" He smirks as he leans down, head before your entrence.

Is he gonna..? After he put it in?!

That's hot.

You grin as you felt his hands trailing your thighs before clutching onto them. You start to feel his breath on your clit, waiting in anticipation for what's to come. You squeal as you felt the first lick. His long tongue spreading along your whole slit. It's so wet and warm, mixing with his own cum. He doesn't seem to mind though, lapping it all up along with your juices.

You moan as he gets into it, taking your clit into his mouth as he sucks. Placing a hand on his head, you softly urge him into you further, making him suck harder. Biting your lip, you muffle your moans as he twirls your clit along his tongue.

You buck your hips into his mouth, your breasts bouncing along with your body. You place your other hand onto your tit, rubbing and squeezing your nipple. It seems to boost your arousal, suddenly getting more and more sensitive.

You jolt and tremble under his tongue, squealing as the pleasure overwhelms you. You squeeze your tit hard, pushing his head into you as you buck widely into his mouth. Crying out as you cum, you see white. When that fades, you're left dazed. Your hands move back beside your hips, sprawling out onto the bed as Peter holds his head up from his job well done.

Licking his lips, he smiles as he sees you passed out from pleasure. He cleans you up, putting yours and his own clothes back on before tucking you under the bedsheets. Just as the sun rose, he gets back into his usual position, beside you.

Your dad comes back after a week since the incident. Well, the 'first' one at least. "Y/n! I'm home!" You run downstairs to greet your dad, pulling him into a hug. "Welcome back dad." You smile.

"So, did you like the bear?" He asks as he sets his coat on the rack. You grin, nodding.

"He was great companionship!"

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silkylovey · 3 years

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Ups and downs

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You’ve had been dating Tom for 5 years and have been married to him for 6 months. You had your ups and downs, but it was going great. Tom was the best husband you could ask for, but it’s been a bit rocky between the two of you.

He was always coming home late and cancelling on date nights, and you were starting to get insecure. He couldn’t be cheating. He isn’t like that, right.

One night he came home saying that he would be going to a therapist for his experience with ‘Cherry’. “But that movie has been filmed 2 years ago, why only go now?”, you asked confused. Why did he only go now? Was he hiding something? It was all so strange. “I’m having nightmares now so I thought I should go see a therapist”, he said annoyed.

“Oh, okay. Could you come home a bit earlier today I just want to spend some time with you.” You said hoping that he would say yes. “Uhm yeah I’ll see if I can come earlier.” He mumbled.

Why was he acting so strange? He didn’t even kiss me goodnight or give me a hug.

He was late again but this time you wanted to stay up till he came home. You waited in the living room. It was already 2 in the morning where could he be? You heard the front door open, and you knew that he was finally home.

“Where have you been?”, you asked tiredly. “I was out, I told you not to wait up right?”, he said without looking at you. He went straight to the kitchen and took a bottle of water. You followed him in the kitchen and said: “No, actually you haven’t told me anything, anything at all. You didn’t even tell me that you were out. You don’t tell me anything. I have a feeling that I’m married to a fucking wall. I’m tired Thomas, I am so tired. Sometimes I just want to come home and cuddle with you while watching a movie but how am I supposed to do that when you’re never home?”. You finally let everything out. You felt relieved.

He didn’t even bother to look at you. “I don’t have time for this. We’ll talk about this tomorrow. Goodnight” he said and then he went into your bedroom. You didn’t want to sleep next to someone that doesn’t give you the love and attention you need so you did your night routine in the guest bathroom and went to sleep in the guestroom. It felt strange to sleep without Tom. You felt cold but you needed to sleep because you had work tomorrow.

You woke up in the middle of the night, you felt nauseous. You ran to the bathroom to puke. You didn’t feel good. You were sweating but you wanted to stay under the covers of the bed. You realized that you period is late.

Oh no no no how we were so careful! How would he even react? Would he leave? Oh no no no no no!

You needed to tell Tom, but you wanted to meet his therapist. So, you say her card on the table in the dining room and you gave her a call. “Hello, this is Y/N Holland, I would like to book an appointment with you.” You said. “Oh, good morning Mrs. Holland, Mr. Holland talks a lot about you and sure, I’m free at 9 a.m. today. Does that work for you?” she said sweetly.

Was he cheating on me with her? She sounds so nice. Oh, maybe she is a lot prettier than me.

“Uh yes, that works for me. Bye.” You said quickly. You didn’t want to talk with her anymore, so you hung up after you said that. It may seemed mean but so many thoughts were going to your pretty head.

You called in sick at work and Tom woke up just when you were about to leave.

“Where are you going?” he asked with his sleepy voice. You didn’t respond because you would be late for your appointment. “I know you don’t start work till 10 a.m. so where are you going?” he asked annoyed by your behavior. “Out”, you said and then you rushed out of the house.

You arrived at the therapist 15 minutes after you left. She was waiting for you in the waiting room. She wasn’t the youngest somewhere between 40 and 50 years old. She had the sweetest smile and big green eyes. She wasn’t that tall.

Oh no I’ve been sharing for too long, but would he cheat on me with her?

“Hi Y/N, I’ve been waiting for you. You’re even prettier than Tom tells me. I can definitely see why he fell deeply in love with you.” She said while she smiled oh so nicely. You followed her awkwardly after saying thank you.

“So why are you here? And here we only tell the truth, doll.” She spoke. Oh no you didn’t want to tell the truth, but you didn’t have another choice. “I thought that Tom was cheating on me with you because he has been really distant, and I think that I’m pregnant and he comes home late, and we don’t have any conversations. I feel so lonely.” You started to cry because it was to much for you.

“Oh no love. The way that Tom talks about you is like he talks about his favorite hobby or his first tea of the day or his favorite movie. He talks nonstop about you. He told me about this, about how distant he has been. He told me he has been so distant because he doesn’t want you to worry. He knows you are busy yourself with you work and an asshole as a boss. He’s always out with one of his friends Harrison because he doesn’t want you to see him vulnerable. And I told him that it wasn’t the greatest way to tell you wife that you’re going to a rough patch, but he would never ever cheat on you. I can assure you that and you need to book an appointment with the doctor, okay?” You felt so relieved after her words. “Oh god, I’m so sorry for wasting your time”, you said embarrassed.

She gave you a hug that made you feel like everything was okay. She was a great therapist. She was like a mum to all her patients.

You felt her and called your doctor. You had an appointment at 12 p.m.

“Hey Y/N, how are you feeling?”, the doctor asked. “I think I am pregnant.” “Okay let’s get examine you”

“Congrats you’re eating for 2 or even more!!!”, the doctor said excited.

Oh god it’s really happening. I’m pregnant.

You were on your way home. You didn’t even know if Tom was home. You didn’t really want to face him after what happened this morning. All lights were of so that meant that nobody was home. When you opened the front door, you smelled your favorite food.

“Hi darling, I am extremely sorry for being distant I didn’t want you to worry about me and I made your favorite food and I just want to spend time with you because I’ve been a real arsehole to you and I promise you that from now on I’ll always tell you what is going on in my mind” he said with a shy smile. The food did look so good. “Oh Tom, I’ve been really hurt by your actions even that I went to your therapist -” “I know she told me to get my act up and that’s what I did. I am so sorry I’ll do whatever you want me to do, I pro- “You cut his little rant of with a kiss. You missed being kissed by him. “Tommy, I need you to do something for me.” “Anything, I will even learn a new language if you ask me” “No I want you to listen and don’t freak out. So, I was felt nauseous last night I puked, and my period is late, so I went to our doctor, and he told me that we’re pregnant.” His eyes widened. He looked at you with the biggest smile and he went on his knees. He gave your belly so many kissed that you started giggling. “Hey little one or ones it’s daddy here I can’t wait to meet you.” He stood back up and gave you a long kiss. “Thank you, my darling, for giving me another chance and for this news let’s enjoy the evening now”, he said before giving you a big hug.

What a great way to start your evening.

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creepytoes88 · 4 years

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Famous weeb part 2

Hey y’all i know have been MIA for awhile but i hope you like it <3

Y/n POV

-The next day-

I felt the heat from the sunlight on my face, I open my eyes and look around the room the arm around my waist tightens I smile knowing Vinnie hasn't woken up yet. Slowly I turn to face him and see his hair all over the place and his mouth slightly open I let out a little laugh and move some of Vinnie’s hair from his beautiful face. I don't know how long I saw staring at him but his eyes start to flutter

” Fucking weirdo watching me sleep n shit,” Vinnie says his voice deeper than normal because he just woke up. I laugh ” It's not my fault your pretty” I put my head in the crook of his neck I feel Vinnie rub my naked back. ” Do you still want to go on that date, I'm starving and I would love to take you to breakfast, maybe I could show you around LA while we're at it?” Vinnie asks as he plays with my hair

” mmm I would love that Vin, but first let's take a shower yea?”

~Time skip 6months ~

I and Vinnie have been dating for 5 months it's been the best 5 months of my life Vinnie is everything I've ever wanted. He's caring, Thoughtful, and he's always there for me, when the first video we did together came out the hate was brutal from Vinnie’s fans and my followers started to slut shame me. I couldn't go in the public eye for a month because every time I was out some random man would call me horrible names, Vinnie stood by my side the whole time holding my hand and telling me how amazing and beautiful I am. No wonder I fell so hard for the boy DON’T even get me started on how good the sex it's mind-blowing every time it's like Vinnie was made for me. We aren't planning ongoing public anytime soon we're happy in our own little world I hear Vinnie's footsteps come up the stairs to my bedroom ” Hey daddy I didn't know you were coming over” I stand up and meet him at my door and Vinnie laughs

” you don't have to call me daddy all the time ya know.”

” Yea I know daddy I'll stop if you want me to baby” Vinnie looks into my eyes ” don’t you dare,” he says as he kisses my lips, Vinnie wraps his strong arms around me holding me against him ” will you please stay the night with me I would stay here but I have to stream.” Vinnie puts his head in the crook of my neck

” I've been having that nightmare again” I run my hand through his hair and kiss the crown of his head ” yes of course baby I just gotta pack real quick-” Vinnie pulls his head out from my neck ” why don't you just move in with me, we can be careful-” I kiss Vinnie and jump into his arms wrapping my legs around his waist ” Yes a million times yes.” It wasn't a whole 3 days later I moved out of Avani’s house into Vinnie's room, unfortunately, we didn't think about how Vinnie posts in his room, and the bathroom, he streams as well FOR HOURS and I can’t be in there because if I make a sound people will know it's me.

Even though I have gotten massive amounts of hate from both mine and Vinnie’s supporters I hit 50 million on TikTok and began my own clothing line and I guest-starred in a Disney movie. It's probably been 3 months since I moved in with Vinnie and everyone else surprisingly, we have been able to keep our relationship a secret from most of the world. I just don't post anything at the house and make sure I don't talk or walk in on a live. The only downside to living with everyone is we can't be as loud as we like to be we also have to be careful to only have sex when everyone is asleep because everyone in the damn house ” forgets” to knock other than that EVERYTHING is perfect. Unfortunately, the last 8 months of pure peace and love have finally come to an end after Vinnie posted a video where he put his phone as far up about his head as possible. Seemingly an innocent Tiktok Vinnie posted It without ever watching it back and on the far left corner of the phone, you could clearly see the socks, the skirt, and even my underwear that I was wearing in my last video sprawled across his floor.

THE FANS WENT NUTS we both received hate but surprisingly most of the supporters had changed their minds about our relationship. Not that they ever had a say but it still feels good to know most of our supporters like us together. We had to come out and say that we have been dating for 8 months and have lived together for the last 3. We finally don't have to hide anymore we can post freely and with each other, I finally got to put my stuff in our bathroom and hang pictures of us up on the walls of our room. Vinnie even told me to pick out a new bedspread and pillows of my choice.

” I love it, baby, it looks perfect,” Vinnie says as he rubs my back admiring the bed and the clean room, in general, I finally got to clean it and it doesn't look suspicious that his room is so clean. Vinnie starts to kiss my neck as he runs his hands up my arms, I tilt my head so Vinnie can access more skin. ” mhm baby... Did we have any plans tonight or tomorrow?” Vinnie says in between kisses ” um I don't think so” I say as I turn around and kiss Vinnie’s lips putting my hands in his hair the kiss gets heated faster than usual as Vinnie runs his strong hands down my back before grabbing two handfuls of my ass making my knees buckle and moans leave my lips. Vinnie picks me and walks me to the bed ” You have to be quite baby everyone is asleep, and we can’t wake them up again” I nod my head quickly

” answer me baby,” Vinnie says as he pulls away looking down at me ” yes daddy I understand, I'll behave.” I look into his eyes standing on my tippy toes ” I promise” oh I promise to keep quiet but if I get my way Vinnie won't be able to keep quiet. Vinnie always tells me not to make a sound and then fucks me till I scream and then laughs when the others make fun of me.

This time it's my turn to make him scream and embarrass him I have a plan the only problem is going to be getting his wrists in the handcuffs I have hidden in the bed frame. Vinnie is much stronger than I am so even if I can get one hand in the cuff he would fight me tooth and nail to put the other in but I'm gonna try. ” Daddy I have a big favor.” I say with my puppy eyes Vinnie let out a chuckle ” what is it doll?” I bit my lip as I look at him ” I saw a Tiktok going around saying to give your boyfriend a blowie while he's wearing a blindfold and I would like to try it if you're willing?” I ask sweetly and kiss his lips Vinnie tilts his head and takes a deep breath ” please Daddy! Can we just try it for a minute or two and if you don't like it we can stop” Vinnie kisses my lips ” I don't know-” my bottom lip pops out ” Please Daddy, can we just try it?” ”I-I......sure” Vinnie says defeated I throw my arms around his neck kissing his lips sweetly. My plan just might work ” lay on the bed baby” Vinnie looks at me weird ” why-” I kissed his lips once more ” please Daddy” Vinnie lies on the bed and puts his hands behind his head. I walk into the closet where we hide everything I grab the smallest vibrator I have from before we started dating. I hide it in my back pocket and started to walk towards Vinnie ” ok Daddy sit still” I kiss Vin on the lips putting the blindfold next to us on the bedside.

Vinnie grabs the back of my head while kissing me I began to grind against him as I move my lips down his neck. I'm never allowed on top and I am usually the one with the hickeys but this time it's his turn. I start to kiss Vinnie's jaw and upper neck ”n-no hickeys baby” I nod my head I'm gonna leave hickeys all over him if I get my way. As I continue to kiss and suck his neck I can feel him harden under me ” are you ready Daddy?” Vinnie nods his head as he sits up on his elbows I pick up the blindfold and bring it towards him, Vinnie looks at the blindfold in disappointment but stays silent.

” Thank you Daddy, I love you” I say as I kiss his lips sweetly once more before I pull his shirt off immediately kissing and licking his chest as I rub my hands on his strong arms and shoulders. I lick down to his sex lines kissing them softly as I feel goose bumps on his arms before I pull down his shorts along with is boxers. I watch as his cock slaps against his toned stomach my mouth-watering ” Shit baby hurry!” Vinnie moans as he puts his hand in my hair. I kitten lick his tip and play with his balls in one hand ” baby stop teasing me” Vinnie moans as I pull away ” put your hands by your head and stop touching me” Vinnie huffs and drops his hands by his head.

Before Vinnie could say anything else I wrap my lips around his red tip “Ooh-f-fuck” Vinnie moans as he buck his hips up making me chock slightly. I lean back and giggle “shh Daddy” I grab ahold of his base as I kitten lick his tip I look up to see Vinnie biting his lip and gripping onto the blanket. I grab onto the handcuffs with my free hand and push him deep down my throat making Vinnie gasp and put his hands in my hair. I take the opportunity and clasp one of the cuffs on his wrists Vinnie grunts as I began to hum. I don't think he even noticed I quickly grab the other set of cuffs and snap them around his other wrist. I pull away and sit on his lap Vinnie starts softly grinding his raw dick between my thighs trying to get off not even paying attention to me as I clip both his hands to his headboard. Vinnie stops grinding and tries to move his hands but was stopped “Y/n what the fuck do you think you're doing, uncuff me now” I giggle as I take off his blindfold “No Daddy I don't think I will you always make me feel so good I wanna make you feel good.”

Vinnie laughs ” you wanna make daddy feel good....uncuff me, so I can ruin you baby” Vinnie hisses out as I kiss his lips and began to take my clothes off. When I take my panties off I make sure Vinnie can see everything by laying down on my back on his stomach I toss my underwear near his head as I spread my legs wide, watching as Vinnie licks his lips and takes deep breaths. Before he can get close enough to taste me I stand on my knees and kiss his lips “you have to be quite Daddy” I kiss down his neck as I trail my hand from his balls to his tip softly pinching his tip. “Ugh fuck I'm gonna ruin you the moment you let me out” I look into his eyes as I firmly grab his balls and squeeze slightly Vinnie throws his head back moaning “shhh” I say as start to nibble and suck his neck Vinnie fights against me as I play with his balls. I leave hickeys all over his neck and chest occasionally sucking his tips this went on in for a while but at this point Vinnie was about to cum. His tip was a was red and twitching, his legs were trembling, Vinnie had only let out small whines the whole time but I wanna her him I want him to be as loud as me. But if course don't want him to know that “Gonna cum already Handsome?” I ask as I suck hickeys on his hips and inner thighs making my way towards his twitching tip.

I lick a soft stipe over the tip and Vinnie let's out a very load moan. I pull away with a disappointed look and let go of his balls

“F-Fuck keep go-going” slap the inside of his thigh making Vinnie lift his hips off the bed and moan even louder than before. “I said to be quiet and you're not being very quiet, so I'm gonna have to punish you Daddy,” I say with an evil smirk I stand up and Vinnie. I grab the vibrator and turn it on I rub it slowly up his thigh making him jump “Stop that” Vinning says sternly. “No” I say looking into his eyes I grab on to his hard cock placing the vibrator on his red tip Vinnie let out at load moan “Shh daddy everyone's gonna hear you” I say as I softly pump his cock in my hand “Put it in your mouth I’m about to cum” Vinnie moans in a demanding tone I look up at him as I take the vibrator off of him. I pick my panties up off the bed and bring them his mouth Vinnie glares at me “let me go” I slap Vinnie on the cheek and grab it as I push the pink lace thong in his mouth and Vinnie tries to push it out “If you push it out I'll go get lunch and leave you here with the door open.” I say with a bratty smile. Vinnie nods his head just giving in to me I move down his body again caressing as much of him as I can “God daddy your perfect.” I lick both of his nipples making vinnie whine and try to move away as I blow cool air on them, and they get hard “mmm such a pretty boy” I continue to kiss his chest and tummy before I settled between his thighs nipping and sucking on the sensitive skin bruises littered everywhere. I kiss the space between his balls and cock Vinnie moans and arches his back.

“To bad your a bad boy” I pull away from his cock and climb up on his chest straddling him I pick up the vibrator and place it on my clit. I throw my head back In pleasure as Vinnie let's out grunts of protest. I stand on my knees above his face, so he could get a better view the vibration making my eyes close. I feel something push against my slit and up my folds, I pull away to see Vinnie's nose shiny and a slight blush on his cheeks. “Nasty little boy aren't you?” Vinnie looks in my eyes and winks. I take the vibrator away and turn it off pulling the panties out of his mouth I set them aside “want a taste Daddy?” I say as I get close enough for Vinnie to run his tongue through my folds letting out a soft moan I pull away his mouth following me I giggle and grind against his lips and nose as I grab his hair making him moan into my pussy. Vinnie plunges his tongue inside of me and swirls it around collecting all of my arousal his hips bucking in the Air. I keep grinding my heat on his face as he tongue fucks me “O-OH YESS” I cum on his tongue Vinnie licking up the rest.

I pull away and make my way back down his chest leaving hickeys and kisses in my path. I pull away to admire him for the first time tonight his hair a mess, face and nose shiny with my arousal cock standing straight up and eyes blown out, His plump lips are red and have teeth marks from holding in moans. I grab ahold of his balls as Vinnie moans and bucks his hips “I bet I could make you cum just from playing with your balls baby” Vinnie let out a whine but didn't answer me “I guess we'll just have to try?” I stand up and walk to the bed side table grabbing tape and a tissue. I wrap the base of his cock in the tissue with his tip sticking out and I tape his cock to his stomach the tissue protecting his cock skin from the tape. “B-baby?” I look up at him as I make sure everything is secure and will hold “yes Daddy?” Vinnie's looking down at the head of his cock “what if it hits me in the face?” I smile at his word “I’ll lick it up Daddy” before he could say anything else I place his balls in my mouth sucking hard, and he let out a load moan “Ugh FUCK Y/N” I pull away rub his balls in tiny circles as I kiss him inner thighs.

I can feel his balls tighten and Vinnie thrust this hips up “YES BABY YES.” I gasp and lean back Vinnie’s face bright red in embarrassment “Daddy tsk tsk you made a mess and now I have to clean it up” I lean down licking his tip and up his neck and jaw I suck a little harder, so he knows he indeed did hit his face. “mmmhmm Daddy you taste so good.” I lean down and lick his cum off his hard stomach his soft cock growing slowly “I have to punish you again though Baby... You came without asking without warning...so naughty” I pull the tape and tissue off as I grab on to his semi hard dick shoving him down my throat Vinnie lets out a little yelp as he hardened quickly in my throat I began to suck him and move my head I choked every once in a while I pull off when his tip started to twitch I straddled his hips putting his hard cock inside of me “If you move I will leave you in here tired up by yourself” Vinnie let out a whimper as he takes deep breaths as j slowly slide down his huge cock “Fuck Daddy so Big! You always fill me so good” I say as I move my hips slowly squeeze my walls around him I sit down on him fully letting out a small moan.“Shit Daddy” I giggle “I can feel you in my tummy.” I say as I rub my lower stomach Vinnie throws his head back moaning I roll my hips on his one time making him moan again.

“PLEASE BABY LET ME CUM” I look at him as I wrapped my arms around his neck laying on top of him with my head on his chest. “I will in a minute Daddy but first I wanna say my last words before I let you out” I kiss his lips as I rotate my hips to harden his cock up and soften his heart up, so he won’t be so mean later. Looking deep in his eyes I say “I love you Daddy and you would have never let me try this on you If I didn't trick you.” I kiss his lips again, moving my hips a little faster “Please don't be mad at me Daddy I wanted to make you feel good-od” I undo one of his wrist grabbing on to his hand kissing his wrist, and placed it on my hip as I do the same to the other wrist. I look down to see Vinnie just looking at me “I love you Daddy, your so beautiful.” I stop all movement to kiss his lips nibbling his bottom lip his hands rubbing my butt and thighs before Vinnie pounds into me from underneath. Taking me by shock “OH FUCK DADDY YES JUST LIKE THAT! YOU’RE SO BIG! MORE PLEASE” I moan tears filling my eyes it's never felt like this before Vinnie flips me over and grabs my face “I'm gonna put a baby inside of you don't you dare let a single drop fall out” Vinnie knew that was literally impossible but the look of fear and lust on her face was all worth it. “Fuck are you ready baby” Vinnie moans pulling out flipping me over so my face is in the pillows and my ass is in the air. Vinnie pulls out before pushing into me at a fast pace slapping my thighs and ass as he moans.

He was hitting my g-spot repeatedly making us both moan “mmm gonna fuck my baby into your doll” I moan out as I hear Vinnie gasp his hips stop and I let out a whine pushing my hips back into him “do it please Daddy, I want it inside of me” I moan and whine “Daddy don't stop please keep fucking me Ugh I want your babies.” I moan as I fuck myself on his cock Vinnie was frozen above me just watching as his beautiful, amazing, rich and famous, whore of a girlfriend. Begs as she fucks herself on his hard cock. “P-please Daddy” Vinnie starts thrusting harder and faster than before pushing her head into the pillows as screams of pleasure come out of her mouth “want my cum bitch” Vinnie moans as he pulls her up by her hair “Yes Daddy please I want you filling me up.” Vinnie moans as he takes his thumb as rubs it around my pink button. Vinnie takes his other hands pulling my cheeks apart as he spits on my asshole making a moan fall from my lips Vinnie slowly pushes his spit around as moans bubble out of my throat I’m so overwhelmed by pleasure he spits on my hole again “F-Fuck baby your so tight around my cock I’m gonna cum so deep your pussy baby” the only sounds in the room were the sounds skin slapping together and wet noise I could feel the knot in my stomach when he pushed in hitting a different spot a scream comes out as I cum on his cock “AAAAGH Daddy YESSSSS” I thrust my ass back against him when the door opens.

“SHU-EEEEWWWW WTF” Jordan burst in and then left just as quickly when he saw the site in front of him. His best friend balls deep inside of me and spit drips down my ass as Vinnie jackhammer thrusts into me so hard I think he's gonna break me for a second “F-FUCK PRINCESS IM GONNA PUT MY BABIES SO DEEP INSIDE OF YOU-” Vinnie yells as he cums inside of me I can feel the warmth fill me up, and he pulls out getting off the bed “Don’t move” he says in a soft voice. I can feel both mine and his cum running down legs. All of a sudden I hear a click and see a bright light I turn my head to see Vinnie holding a polaroid camera as it spits out the picture “can I take one of you on your back princess?” I giggle flipping over and spreading my legs putting on a sexy face for the camera as he takes my picture. Vinnie grabs a towel and wipes me down before he lays down “I'll take us to shower in a minute baby” I look up at him as I grab his hand “I love you Daddy” Vinnie turns to look at me “we should get our own apartment Princess” I look at him trying to read his eyes “do we get to paint?” Vinnie's eyes crinkle at the sides as he laughs and kisses the top of my head. “I don't know weirdo.... I love you” Vinnie says he kisses my lips “now come on bath time.”

#vinnie hacker #vinnie hacker imagines #vinnie hacker smut #vinnie hacker x reader #vinnie #Smut #smut imagine #swaygaming #Swayboys #Sway #skaterboy #hypehouse #hypehousesmut #thehypehouse

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playboysaleen · 4 years

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Love Malady.

Part 2.

Part 1.

Summary: Daughter of the notorious gang of thieves. One day your brothers group kidnap a nobel woman. Feeling guilt you gave her warm clothes, tended to her injuries, and helped her escape. instantly the world falls under a deadly pandemic and is killing/infecting people left to right and you are the only one who is immune. All because you saved a girl years ago coming to find out... it was the goddess of death(Famine).

Warnings- cursing i think, violence.

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Present.

February 12th, 2021.

The night Buck got sick changed everyone's life. I waited hours for my phone to ring giving me the ‘okay homeboys fine.’ but Jaime walked into my room with tear-stained cheeks telling me Buck didn't make it.

Then a couple days later after Bucks death one of the guys found Adam dead with the same symptoms. Then Pedro, then Jackson, then Shelli, and it killed off almost all of my fathers gang. The disease spread like a wildfire. From our home town to the city, the state then just did this hopscotch move and expanded around the whole world.

The first year the doctors tried to keep it a secret but it flared so fast that society called it the ‘Sinister Ash’. There was no cure when the officials realized it was airborne, literally nothing could cure anyone. Some were lucky with similarities of a stomach virus and a mild headache, and there were the less fortunate. Headaches, stomach bugs, fever and cancer like symptoms. The strong can work through it but it was permanent. The rest who had it worst? Died off just like Buck and Adam.

“Why are you not eating?” My fathers voice rang me out of my thoughts with his thick Venezuela accent, I peeked at my father shrugging my shoulders. Grumbling, he focused his attention to Jaime as they went over the next move for their ‘purloins’. I grabbed my plate walking towards the kitchen running the hot water over the greatest plate, a thud sounded in the dining room which caused my brother's name to boom out my fathers mouth. I ran towards the other side of the table to grasp my brother's shaking body, cursing under my breath. I dialed 911.

“The ambulance is on the way, go Pa.” I instructed my father watching his face fall, he sighed placing his hand on my shoulder.

“Our time has come, I love you, my child.” he whispered, placing a soft kiss on my forehead making his way out the back. I cooed into Jaime’s hair as I held him in my arms praying to the man above if he could not let this disease invade my brother's body. ________________________________________ “Did you at least get the girls number?” Jaime stated in disbelief when he woke up and saw the EMT worker reeling him into the ER. I chuckled, shaking my head playfully, pushing his shoulder.

“She was pretty..” I mumbled causing Jaime to widen his eyes pushing me back-

“I TOLD YOU!” he laughed out loud when the doctor walked in with a clipboard. A man around his 50’s with a look that masked his face of light, but we all knew he was trying to survive like the rest of us.

“Good afternoon, I am Doctor Nives.” The man spoke ever so gently but his beard gave me Cap vibes. I nodded my head looking at Jaime slipping my hand into his.

“So there’s news, I do not know how you both will take it but-“ he grabs the x rays placing them onto the screen that took up half of the wall next to Jaime. I watched as the deeper detailed body of my brother's chest caged clouds of red, black, and green.

“As you can see you have stage 2 of the Ashen, the red that covers this area here-” Dr. Nives circled the red that surrounded the upper left of my brother's chest.

“Covers your heart, but after running the test I see your red cells are fighting the virus and it knocks more time for you.” A lump formed in my throat as the last 4 words flew out his mouth.

“Wait, what do you mean more time?” His eyes soften sending me a sympathetic look, Jaime gasped softly looking down at his hands.

“Well from the lab work it shows that you had 3 months, but at how good your cells are handling the virus you have 6 months to a year.” He finished taking his gloves off and applying hand sanitizer,

“Since you ma’am we’re around him can we run some lab work for your safety?” He asked looking between Jaime and I. I looked at my brother to see him nodding my way, turning to the man I nodded as he clasp his hands together.

“Great. We can move you right next door so you can stay close to your brother.” Reassuring the both of us, I placed a kiss against his forehead following the doctor out. I took a seat onto the bed leaning against the back of the wall holding out my arm.

For the last 4 years I’ve noticed a big change in my appearance that it actually scares me on the inside. First year, I lost a tremendous amount of weight, the extra weight turned into bulk in the places I always wished for.. huh..

During the first year, the acne on my face disappeared in thin air. One minute I’m trying to clean the pores with three different facial cleansers, I go to bed, then the next I wake up and my face is so clear. I was changing for the better, yet the world was changing for the worst. That first year we lost almost 2 million lives, including a lot of the people around me.

The second year is what sparked my curiosity of my body. One night, I was cooking dinner for Jaime and I, having a heavy debate with who is better at shooting the knife slid through my palm causing Jaime to spring off the island placing his hand against the deep gash trying his best to stop the bleeding. We knew we couldn’t head to the hospital for the sake of our fathers identity and the groups, so Jaime wrapped my hand the best he could and called it a night. I didn’t like his Tostadas anyways. Next day, I woke up to change my bandage. I opened the wrap to see no gash from the night before. Eyebrows furrowing together I question my own body for the first time in my life.. I can’t be immortal, that’s only in books. Then I noticed it. From small paper cuts to bruises- my wounds healed faster than any other person. From taking days for a wound to close, a couple minutes and it’s gone. Clean. Like it was never there to begin with.

Last year, an incident had happened; Traumatizing to say. Snuck out with an old friend of mine, talking around the den says she’s been trying to make a move on me but me being me I waved them off knowing she’s not the type. Met up with her, got a couple drinks in headed back to her place, got a couple kisses in. The kissing escalated until this small beautiful voice that I heard years back echoed in my ears, jumping back, I stopped what we had and went home. Next day I received the news that she passed away AND GET THIS- JUST like Buck. Since then, her voice echoes in my ear. It’s been quiet the last month, I miss it though.

A pinch brought me out of my thoughts when the nurse smiled my way explaining what the blood was for and Dr.Nives will be in shortly to give me the news. I snooped around heading to my brothers room when my name was said from the doctors a couple rooms down from me.

“That can’t be possible, it’s only been 5 minutes and she’s literally clean from head to toe.” A nurse quarreled, a couple more murmurs were heard but Dr.Nives voice caught my attention-

“Let’s do Code A.” A gasp was heard from within their circle with multiple disagreements, confusion flashed my face until a ‘yes sir’ and footsteps were heard coming my way. I sprinted towards my room taking a seat sending Jaime a small text message.

“Heya Y/n, do you mind if I give you some antibiotics just in case you are diagnosed with the Ashen?” The nurse requested which I nodded extending my arm watching her place the small plate next to me. I squinted my eyes examining the shot that contained a weird dark substance.

“Why is the stuff black? Isn’t medicine a clear color for safety purposes?” I blurted out, watching the nurse grab the shot striking the needle into my vein. I grunted feeling the warm liquid enter my body, I huffed lightly leaning my head against the wall. Then, it hit me.

“Wait, what if my test comes back negative? Why do I need antibiotics?” I glanced at the nurse feeling my heartbeat raise as the room began to shrink.

“What’s… what’s happening to me?.” I whispered watching the nurse draw more blood from the previous spot. I felt like I needed to throw up, once the nurse left I wobbled towards my brothers room next door,

“Man bro we need to get some take out when we leave this place- Y/n? Are you okay?” Jaime rambled out then his face washed with concern as I stumbled onto his bed.

“I don’t feel so good Brother..” I breathed out looking up to lock eyes with his own. He gasped, wrapping his arms around me, rocking me back and forth.

“Y/n…” he whispered, watching my contacts with my brown eyes slowly drain into this grey/golden color.

“What the hell happened?” He asked turning towards the door making sure no one came in.

“They gave me the Sinister Ash.. I can feel it in my chest. We have to go.” I grunted using all my strength to push myself off my brother's bed wobbling towards the door. A cough formed in my throat falling out my mouth, my hand flew to my mouth watching the black and red substance pool into my hands.

“Y/N?” Jaime shouted running to my side, I grabbed him for support walking out the room. I felt the fire in my chest pass when a small burp lashed out my lips. Sighing deeply I stood up straight facing Jaime.

“I… I feel better.” I mumbled opening the doors to the emergency waiting room. My body collided with another grabbing them instantly- I gasped at how quick my reflexes were, even Jaime’s eyes widened.

“Why thank you, I’m so sorry I- Y/m? Why are you not in your room?” Doctor Nives questioned looking between the both of us, I felt warm liquid on the side of my mouth. Quickly wiping it, a fake smile formed on my face slowly stepping back towards the exit just a couple feet from us.

“Sorry Doctor, but I think it’s time my brother and I head home- our father must be worried sick.” I bluffed, gripping my brother's wrist, giving him the signal.

“Y/n. We know who you both are.”

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Thank you for the wait<3

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#wanda maximoff #wanda maximoff x reader #wanda #The Avengers #avenger #powers #book #WLW #fanfiction

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samsflannel · 4 years

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survey results are in!

sorry, this is gonna be a long post. yesterday i posted a survey with a list of polls regarding Supernatural, and it was SO much fun. I got over 300 responses, which was A LOT to sort through for the short responses, but I’ve gathered all the “data” and here it is! My responses to each poll will be under the screenshots (they are in groups of 2). I’m going to include the short answer responses in another post. ENJOY!

1. Starting off strong.

2. Pleased with this one as well.

3. Yep, I expected this response from most of us.

4. Sami, I made the wincest and destiel response just for you. YW.

5. CMON YOU GUYS......live a little!!! samjack sexy

6. I’m not really surprised that Playthings got the bulk of votes here, but I think my vote would have been 8x23.

7. :)

8. i’m disappointed that more people didn’t choose the yellow one tbh

9. it is sexy. it is. wake up.

10. i love Dean, but he’s definitely an asshole. and that’s what makes him a great character!

11. hehe.....i understand why not a lot of people picked noncon bait....u r valid its ok im gross.

12. WHO THE FUCK PICKED NO......have you ever consumed media

13. WBK.

14. damn, Dean kinda got the short end here! a lot of samgirls took this survey

15. i get why you wouldn’t like Bugs bc it does have harmful stereotypes about native ppl but the rest of it is peak season 1 wdymmm

16. almost 50/50 here! old vs new fans we love to see it. I am definitely wincest old guard.

17. YEP. Eric Kripke needs shock therapy for that one

18. The fact that some people admitted to being dry.....tragic. I think Eileen is a great character but they are NOT endgame.

19. SO YOURE JUST GONNA SIT THERE AND ADMIT HOW WRONG YOU ARE??

20. ugh. yeah. same.

21. who tf picked blue. cmon. red meat incest agenda.

22. SAM MOMMY MILKERS!!!!! hucow sam <3

23. Mixed on this one! My response is obviously yellow :)

24. I do think Bobby favored Dean somewhat.

25. Johnzazel agenda so true

26. HIGHKEY CANON. AND SEXY

27. someone requested a combination of blue and yellow and you’re so right i apologize.

28. mixed on this one for top vs bottom fans! almost a 50/50 split

29. ANNA DID NOTHING WRONG

30. I can’t believe this one is almost 50/50. Ruby girlboss you guys are haters

31. again. admitting you’re dry. THEY FUCKED

32. yeah :(

33. Q-anon level conspiracy theory.

34. I actually fall into the blue. I do believe Cas was in love with Dean, but not the other way around. I think Cas loving Dean makes wincest so much more spicy

35. I love sam so much

36. those of you who answered yes........join my movement.

37. c’mon. even if you don’t ship wincest you need to admit this one.

38. sorry this one was self-indulgent.

39. JESS PEGGED SAM.

40. idk, i personally think Cassie deffo pegged Dean. She has top energy.

41. So all the people who answered no have definitely not read the fic (were too young to remember it) or are squicked by underage which is ok! its one of those fics i read back in 2010 so i have fond memories of it

42. hahahah you guys were mean on this one

43. it’s canon bro sorry

44. thank god this one was majority yellow

45. i give wincestiel a valid pass! dean has multiple holes

46. Jack is hole <3

47. I actually think both are great (and ppl were mad I didn’t have that option srry) but deanpussy is incredible and underrated.

48. SEXY>>>>>>

49. thank you for enabling me.

50. can you guess the redacted part? it was: insert various objects into himself :))))

51. ok heres the big question! i’m not surprised ilysmmbb won, but i personally vote for “yeah, there he is” !! i think its underrated and such a tender moment.

52. i’m in the blue. i like cas.

53. i actually am in the yellow on this one. i think its more realistic, although blue is hot forsure

54. top 3 cas moment right there.

55. objectively yes on this one. thank god for COVID- *gets shot at*

56. sorry this was shady i’m not really like this usually haha. i think death is my fave besides Rowena

57. obviously i’m in the red. i’m shocked that so many people said Yes.......

58. Clearly.

59. I enjoyed fan fiction! i love campy episodes as you all know (like Dog Dean afternoon and such) so i loved fan fiction. it was a nice nod to someone like me who has been watching for a long time.

60. HOW THE FUCK COULD YOU NOT KNOW WHO ANDY IS. i wish he would have been in the show longer........

61. uh....yeah.

62. Yeah c’mon. Dean would and you know it.

63. Thank god you guys didn’t fuck this up. I would agree, but Corbett is a close second for me.

64. IN THE RED BABY!!!!

65. we love a man bleeding out. we do.

66. i actually think misha is chill with J2 but.....you can’t deny J3 have more chemistry.

67. I uh......don’t think Dean would be a great father. is this me projecting my own issues with my father onto Dean? maybe,,,,

68. i’m surprised this was so negative! I think i would be interested

69. thanks for reading my shitty poetry!! i also had s4 dean in mind when writing this

70. CMON.....ITS KINDA SEXY CMON.......that spice of battered wife syndrome.......violent man in the house.......sam beaten down....im barking

71. haha yessss go yellow.

72. go yellow again.

73. I think I would actually vote yellow on this one. what a sweet and beautiful thing to say to someone, and its so very DEAN.

74. mhm. i think so.

75. SEXY CONTROLLING OLDER BROTHER!!!!!

76. no idea why people answered yes to this one. that punch was fucked up. was it sexy? thats another story,,

77. WOKE.

78. I do. I love pilot Dean.

79. Dean is a carfucker. any side of the fandom can recognize that

80. thank you GREEN!!!!!!

81. Sam is bi wtf! Sera Gamble erasure

82. Padackles commune <33333 they all fuck and they don’t know whose kid is whose!!!! (not really but this is sexy)

83. THESE BROTHERS ARE WEIRD FOR SURE.

#wincest #supernatural #spn survey #Sam Winchester #dean winchester #samdean

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streep-mulgrew-anderson · 3 years

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Sex education thoughts ☀️ SPOILERS

So it took me two days to watch this because I was working night shift. I really struggled to stay off social media. Mostly no spoilers but made me wish I wasn’t at work so I could binge-watch the whole thing. But then stupid me wanted me to know and I did find THE spoiler, well what I thought was but wasn’t.

Episode 1

Omg I can’t believe it’s finally back!!

That intro!! Everyone clearly is living their best life.

That first shorts of the milburn house omg!!! They are really back.

Jean!!!!!! Look at her. She’s glowing!!!!!

Gillian IS a comedic genius! I also love that fact the it took Jean so long to tell Jakob like it is so Jean.

Fuck me Jean is the cutest pregnant person ever

OMG FUCKING GOD the way she just gets out of the car!!!! Like holy shit. How on earth did she keep that a secret and fuck Gillian is acing this.

JAKOB TURNED UP FOR THE SCAN. They are so freaking cute

Episode 2

What the fuck is this. Jean farting 😂😂😂😂she just is so fucking adorable

Naw that counselling session. She’s 48! Wtf did Gillian not say she was in her 50s. And the way he put his hand on her upper thigh.

Holy shit that kiss!!! Jesus fucking Christ. That was such a cute scene. And then afterwards! They are both so hot together. And her hair!!!! And then him being like let’s be a family. I’m dying. On the fucking floor

I honestly can’t get enough of pregnant Jean.

Episode 3

Naw she said yes to a smoothie!!

That scene where they are laughing together is perfect. Her smile!!!!! The way he touches her.

Episode 4

She is honestly so happy around him and he is so in love with her.

That yoga scene! Gillian is acing this. I can so relate to the way Jean is reacting. She looks amazing too.

Episode 5

So at this point, I had just gotten home from nightshift and decided instead of sleeping to keep watching.

I love how sassy Jean is this season

Omg that fucking ultrasound scene. That man was such a dick

Like damn Jean going off at all those men! Get it sister.

Fucking fucking Dan. So I saw a spoiler for that and damn this is going to a roller coaster

Episode 6

Damn! Gillian’s hair!! And the way she tied it back

We are really being served with so much Jean this season.

At this point in time I don’t actually care for the school storyline and just want Jean

Her clothes this season are so good

So it has to be Jakobs baby right?? Like I don’t see a point where it might not be.

Episode 7

Okay so I had heard that this was the episode that was going to break me so here it goes.

She looks so perfect.

She was so cute getting ready for that interview

Omg she is going into labour. It’s happening!

Not sue for another 8 weeks omg no. But like she couldn’t been 8 weeks wrong with her dates though like that’s a bit much.

Omg this is going to ruin me.

Omg this labour scene holy shit Gillian. And I’m yeah where is jakob.

TO THE FUCKING WRITTERS WTF WHO LET CHRIS FUCKING CARTER INTO THE WRITERS ROOM WTF I DID NOT EXPECT THIS.

I actually had to pause to scream. There is 60 something minutes left for you to fix this fucking shit hole. How dare you let her be fucking adorable then have her haemorrhage after giving birth to her daughter at 32 weeks.

This is fucking frustrating go back to Jean. Otis your mum for fuck sakes not maeve

Episode 8

Okay the last episode and I swear to god I can’t deal with this. I hate this show so much.

Naw Eric i really needed that peep talk. And thanks for making me cry

I just want to see her hold her daughter. Like she has a daughter. I actually don’t give a shit who the dad is because she is here and Jakob will love her no matter what. And Jean is going to love her so much. So can everyone else just fuck off. If she is not in this episode I swear to fucking god.

I so want to fast forward and find out what happens but I won’t.

Omfg that drawer in Jeans room. Love it.

OMFG Jean high after she woke up made up for everything. Yes Jean you are the king of everything

Naw that scene where they named her joy. Like I’m okay if it ends here. Next season is going to be so fucking cute.

That “oh shit” fuckkkkkk you know, I actually don’t care as much as I thought I would. I’m just glad that she has her daughter. Though I am trying to convince myself that oh shit might mean of lot of things.

I can’t believe that it is all over after such a long wait

So now I’m going to go back and watch my favourite adorable Jean moments and cry over having to wait for what ever the fuck comes next.

#sex education #gillian anderson

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jaxsteamblog · 3 years

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Disguised

Click here to read the entire fic on AO3

Being woken up in the middle of the night was never ideal. But for both Zuko and Katara, with their backgrounds, the heavy thumping immediately put them in fight or flight mode. With the only light coming from Zuko’s fire daggers, Katara was disoriented and tried to steady herself. She was indoors and a voice was calling for the Fire Lord.

None of that helped her figure out if she was safe.

“It’s for me.” Zuko whispered, dissipating his weapons and turning on their bedside lamp.

Pulling on her robe, Katara stood at the bed while Zuko answered the door.

“Apologies Fire Lord, but we caught a thief in one of the gardens. She says your mother sent her.” A man in the hall said.

“My mother?” Zuko repeated.

“She said her name is Kiyi.” The man added.

That woke Katara up.

“What are you doing here?” Zuko hissed.

Kiyi sat in the armchair, her arms crossed tight over her chest. She glowered angrily at the floor as Zuko paced back and forth in front of her.

“You haven’t replied to any of the letters and it’s not like I can pick up the phone and call the freaking Fire Lord.” Kiyi stated.

“But why are you here?” Zuko asked.

“You’re my brother aren’t you?” Kiyi retorted, turning her glower up at him.

Zuko froze and Katara sat down on the couch opposite them.

“They told you?” Zuko asked.

“Told me?” Kiyi laughed bitterly. “We live in a hut. They couldn’t really keep it a secret.”

“That was all months ago, why now?”

“Mom went back to the lakes. She got her memory back.”

“And?”

“And?” Kiyi sputtered and her cheeks flushed. “Isn’t that what you wanted?”

“I wanted her to not have forgotten me or my sister in the first place.” Zuko snapped.

“Don’t you think I might know how that feels? I found out that my parents were other people in disguise and lied to me my entire life.” Kiyi rubbed her eyes vigorously and huffed. “My dad let me hero worship the Fire Lord instead of telling me that I’m his half-sister.”

“So you want to join my family now? Is that it?” Zuko’s voice dripped with venom and Kiyi flinched.

“Zuko.” Katara warned. “She’s upset.”

“And I’m pissed.” Zuko said, still watching Kiyi.

“I just want a family. But right now I only have fakes.” Kiyi said, her voice wobbling as more tears came.

Zuko shook his head and walked to the couch, sitting next to Katara and leaning forward. He held his head in his hands and focused on his breathing.

“I looked up mom online. I saw what she did and so some of it makes sense. Like dad with his face. But it wasn’t just their faces, it became everything. Like they realized they could pretend nothing happened.” Kiyi explained. “I don’t want to be the Fire Lord’s sister or anything. But I am your sister and I just want… I want something real.”

“I have a sister.” Zuko said.

“I didn’t ask to be Ursa’s daughter.” Kiyi shot back. “I wasn’t the one that made her forget you.”

“You are not Ursa’s daughter!” Zuko shouted, sitting up. “You are Noriko’s and part of the problem is you don’t understand the difference.”

“Yes I do!” Kiyi cried. “I’m the bastard child of a murderer!”

Zuko fell back in his seat and Katara turned to press her knee against his. Kiyi pulled her legs up, resting her feet on the seat cushion so she could hide her face to cry.

She was just a teenager.

“Zuko, she’s hurting.” Katara said softly.

“Aren’t we all?” Zuko replied, laying his head on the back of the couch. He rubbed his face with both hands, sighing.

“Ursa didn’t send you here.” He said, letting his arms fall to his sides.

“No.” Kiyi sniffed.

“But they’ll figure it out where you went.”

“Yeah.”

“Why are you here, Kiyi?”

“I missed you.” Kiyi sounded so small. “You stopped coming around and then I found out why and I knew you hated me. But I didn’t hate you.”

Zuko sat up and looked at her.

“I don’t hate you, Kiyi.” He said softly.

“But you hate mom.” Kiyi said.

Zuko opened his mouth but nothing came out. When Kiyi looked up at him, he nodded.

“Yeah, I do.” He admitted.

Kiyi sighed and lowered her legs.

“Mom cried for days when she got her memories back. She kept calling out for Azula and dad actually got rid of our computer so she couldn’t look anything up. But I searched everything at school. No one talked about your Agni Kai but I found a video. I saw what happened and I knew mom made the right decision to leave. But I didn’t know why she didn’t take you with her.” She explained. “I don’t know why she left you both behind.”

“It was too dangerous. Ozai would have hunted her-”

“He did. That’s why she had to change her face. She got lucky.” Kiyi shook her head. “You two could’ve been changed too.”

“Ah.” Zuko said and Katara touched his leg.

“Then we wouldn’t have met.” Katara said.

“I know.” Zuko said softly, sadly.

“You got lucky.” Kiyi said.

Zuko and Katara looked at her.

“It’s not like you had to go through all of that just to be here. If our parents were less terrible, who knows?” Kiyi clarified. “I’m glad I was born, and I’m glad you have this now, but that doesn’t make what they did okay.”

Kiyi sniffed as she started crying again.

“They all want to pretend that the ends justify the means but this whole thing sucks.” She added.

Zuko chuckled and rubbed the back of his neck.

“I missed you too, Kiyi. I had thought of you as my little sister before I found out you actually were.” He said.

Kiyi stared at him and started crying hard. Panicked, Zuko looked at Katara and she pushed at him. Zuko stood and went over to Kiyi, crouching next to the chair and awkwardly hugging her shoulders. Kiyi turned and wrapped her arms around his neck, sobbing into his shoulder.

“I’m so sorry!” Kiyi sputtered and Zuko patted her back.

“It’s not your fault.” He murmured. “Ssssh, it’s okay.”

When Kiyi cried herself out, Zuko held her hand and escorted her to one of the guest bedrooms. Still fully clothed, Kiyi buried herself under the blankets and immediately fell asleep. Standing in the doorway, Zuko and Katara stared at the lump on the bed.

“Sometimes I ask myself if all this is worth my mother’s death. Or if I’d give up everything to get her back.” Katara said suddenly.

Zuko startled and pressed his back into the doorframe.

“Then I remember that that’s not how any of this works. Nothing in life is truly transactional.” Katara said. “There is no fate, no destiny. There is only moment after moment, with some cause and effect sprinkled in.”

“So random happenstance is disguised as a glorious purpose?” Zuko asked. “Doesn’t that make everything meaningless?”

Katara turned and smiled at him.

“You mean an awful lot to me. Moment after moment, until my time runs out.” She said.

“Which means I’ll never be able to prove how wrong you are. Our love is a story for the ages.” Zuko said.

Katara laughed and tapped his chest.

“Let’s go back to bed.” She said. “We can deal with Kiyi in the morning.”

Zuko smiled back at her and slowly shut the door.

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the-fiction-witch · 3 years

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NSFW 100 Rafe Sadler

1. What's the dirtiest thought you've ever had about a total stranger? Hummm... I once as a boy, had a very dirty thought about one girl I saw across the way in church she was beautiful and I thought about doing things to her about us sitting side by side and touching each other but I never saw her again after that.

2. Do you prefer sex at night, in the morning, mid-afternoon, or NOW? Now would be nice. But I like in the morning as the sunlight shines in across y/ns perfect skin watching the sunrise and the fire embers flicker thought the canopy on our bed as we make love in that sweet sleepy morning state

3. What's your favourite way to be seduced? Seduced? I don't know. I like to be touched not like... Overly sexually just like touch my arm, my hand, my hair something about it I just kinda like it

4. What's the dirtiest fantasy you've had at work? Ohhh! Once I was in the office with Cromwell going over some paperwork and some letters and my mind sort of drifted a minute and I imagined y/n coming in to dust and sitting on my lap letting me grind against her till I was hard and desperate for her and then she got down and sucked my cock but cromwell woke me up before I could imagine much more

5. How would you dominate your boss sexually if given the chance? I would not. No thank you.

6. What do you do when you get horny in public? Ignore it. I don't get horny In public often usual only when my little ladies getting frisky and wants a little attention so I usually just take her somewhere private and make sure she makes me feel better

7. Have you ever masturbated in a public bathroom?

No. I have not and frankly that's sounds like a bad idea

8. What's the weirdest thing you've thought about while touching yourself?

I like to picture y/n. The strangest was when I hadn't known her too long and I imagined coming across her in the house as she was bathing, of her sat in the hot steamy water naked rubbing soap up her..... Uuuummmm I miss picturing that but I don't usually have to anymore

9. What's the strangest prop you've used to get yourself off? I once used a pillow and some intricately placed blankets within the case

10. Do you remember the first time you felt aroused? I remember it well. I was only a young boy maybe ten, eleven. And I went down to the kitchens as I was still new in the cromwell household and I saw this girl, this woman who was doing the laundry and I saw as she was scrubbing the clothes down the washboard I could see her wet bouncy boobs in her dress and yeah it uhh did something to me.

11. Who gave you your first orgasm? I did. With my hand one dark winter night after looking at our new maid girl all day

12. Do you remember what that first orgasm felt like? It was amazing!

13. Have you ever had sex with someone whose name you never knew?

I have not. I've thought about people I didn't know but never much else.

14. What's your favourite thing about a quickie? I love what they do so my little lady, y/n loved quickies and they drive her crazy which makes her very needy and very loud.

15. What the most sexually daring thing you've ever done?

I stood watching the maid girl in the kitchens as she was knelt down scrubbing the floor her dress all wet from the water she was washing it with, I had desired her a long time by this point and I just... I went over and slapped her butt kneeling down with her and rubbing myself on her ass, I'd barely even spoken to her yet but she resupricatid it back and we ended up losing our virginity to each other right there on the kitchen floor, and we've been happily and smuttily together ever since

16. Have you ever fantasized about fucking one of your teachers?

No! Damn I thought I was a horny little bastard

17. Do you ever mentally strip strangers just for kicks?

No just y/n I like thinking about what's below her dresses

18. And then imagine, in dirty detail, what it would be like to fuck them?

I do. And then I usually make a note of it and make her do it once we get home.

19. Have you ever kissed someone of the same sex?

I have, me and gregory grew up much like brothers as I was part of his father's and families service for so long being part of there household, and he thought of me much like a brother And infact still does but one night, we weren't that old he wanted to see if... That was something he liked and I admit I was curious so we kissed, and gently touched each other but we both agreed, it wasn't for us.

20. What inspires you to make the first move?

Hummm? How horny I am I guess?

21. In your opinion, what does it mean to be good in bed?

I think to be good in bed you have to be willing to change and be considerate of your partner, it's two of you working together and you have to work together it can't be about one or the other.

22. Have you ever cheated on a boyfriend or girlfriend because you just couldn't help yourself?

No! Many times richard and others have stopped places on trips but no. I wait till I get home so I can save it all up and ravish my little lady

23. Have you ever pushed the boundaries of fidelity to the brink and then retreated just for the rush?

No! I adore y/n! After cromwell's I entered the king's household I could have had a lady, a princess, anyone I wanted but I staied with y/n until we got married because I love her so much

24. Do you have a go-to masturbation fantasy?

Y/n. Bathing.

25. What kind of porn turns you on?

Windows. I suppose. Well watching y/n

26. Have you ever had sex with your eyes closed?

Yes! Usually because you ever been to tudor england, if we blow out the candles it's fucking dark ain't much to see anyways well it's my beautiful wifey but not much I can see in this level of darkness

27. Have you ever blindfolded or handcuffed your partner?

Well I have tied her up a couple of times and she had too me too.

28. Does naughty talk get you aroused?

I like when y/n whispers to me especially in public or in meetings or other such things, once I had to go to court so I brought her along with me and as we sat watching the king speak about his new wife, she slipped her hand across my leg and whispered "please master Sadler, I miss you so bad it's dripping down my legs" Umm dirty little girly! And yes I did take her out at the first time I could and we had a quickie against the wall in the gardens of the palace.

29. Are you sure about that, my dirty little forest nymph of a sex goddess?

Very sure princess xx

30. What's the dirtiest thing someone's ever said to you during sex?

Not during we don't take alot during but 'my waters getting a little cold maybe you could help me warm it up' as she was sat in the bath. Yeah.... That was a good day.

31. Have you ever watched another couple get it on without them knowing?

No!

32. Have you ever watched another couple have sex with their permission?

No!

33. How would you respond if a couple approached you to be their "third"?

No thank you I am good

34. What's the most flattering thing someone's said about your naked body?

She usually just says how beautiful I am and how much she loves me which in happy with

35. When's the last time you had a vivid sex dream?

I do not have sex dreams. I have a sexy wife you see I just kinda turn over tap her and go hey... Sexy time?

36. What do you think an orgy would be like?

Weird! And I don't wanna be involved ever

37. Have you ever propositioned a total stranger?

Well... I don't think so, I wouldn't say I have.

38. What does your ideal one-night stand look like?

I don't like one night stands

39. How long does it take you to get yourself off, on average?

Myself? Ohh like five minutes, with y/n well it depends how mean she is to me

40. What's the weirdest thing that turns you on?

Water! Or we'll when stuff is wet like a wet corset, a wet dress, wet hair just ummm something about it is so hot

41. Have you ever had a naughty dream about a close friend or family member? Close friends yes! Anyone my age in the house hold till they hired y/n.a

42. Have you ever woken up humping your pillow?

Yes. Many times

43. When's the last time you orgasmed in your sleep?

Many years ago before my first time

44. What's the most embarrassing thing that's happened to you while hooking up?

I have cum to early alot and uhhh I think that's it

45. Do you like touching yourself in front of the people you sleep with?

Very much and I know she liked watching too but I adore to watch her

46. What's the dirtiest text you've ever sent or received?

She once sent me a note that said she was in the bathroom waiting for me in a bubble bath

47. Do you prefer professional or amateur porn?

Uhhh windows

48. What's your favourite blowjob technique?

I like when she licks

49. If you had to pick, would you be a dominatrix or a submissive?

Dominant but... I'm happy to switch

50. Is there anything you won't do in bed?

Nothing with her butt just... Not somewhere I wanna go

51. What's your dirtiest sexual fantasy?

Ummm watching her bathe in her sexy bubble bath and then tieing her naughty little hands together and having my way with her anyway I want

52. How many people have you slept with?

One! And I indent to keep it that way

53. Where's the weirdest place you've had sex?

Uuhh the river? Royal gardens? A coach? The woods?

54. What's your favourite part of Y/n's body?

Uuuummmm I love her waist. I like looking at it, stroking it, and caressing it

55. Have you ever had anal sex? Nope!

56. If you could choose what Y/n was wearing right now, what would you choose? Nothing. Or her little robe and nothing else

57. Where on your body is your favourite place to be touched?

I like when she touches my leg or my hand

58. If you could have sex anywhere in the world, where would it be?

Our bed of course it's the cosiest

59. When did you first had sex?

She had been with us about a month and I had loved her since the moment I saw her and I decided one night to just go for it and we had sex on the floor and told each other how much we loved the other

60. What's the best sex you've ever had?

The night of our wedding, or the first time I can't decide

61. What's your favourite position?

.... I like, when she faces away as I'm on my knees and she sits her butt on my crotch don't know what it's called but I like it.

62. Have you ever been caught having sex?

Weirdly never.

63. Do you watch porn?

I watch y/n

64. What kind of porn do you watch?

Y/n

65. How often do you masturbate? I used to every night but I never do now I have y/n

66. Name a sex position you'd like to try? I would like to try... Hummm uuuhhh I don't know I don't know any we haven't done maybe I need to learn more sex positions.

67. Do you prefer to give or receive?

I like to receive, I like when she spoils me.

68. Have you ever been skinny dipping?

A few times yes

69. What's the most sex you've had in a day?

Sixteen times!

70. Are you loud or quiet during sex? We are both fairly quiet

71. Have you ever tried using food during foreplay? No. Seems like a bad idea

72. What's the first thing that sexually attracts you to someone? Personality and how snuggly they are

73. Would you say you have any fetishes?

I don't think so no 74. When it comes to BDSM, how far have you gone/would go?

As far as you want me too princess xx

75. What's your favourite toy?

Rope

76. Do you ever read erotic fiction?

Not really, I make up my own

77. Have you joined the mile high club? Nope

78. Do you think you could take off Y/n underwear with no hands? I know I can

79. Would you say you're kinky? Eh? Kinda

80. Do you enjoy shower sex? I like bath sex yes!

81. Where's the weirdest place you've ever masturbated? Many cupboards and little places but the weirdest I think was a little corner of the gardens

82. Do you like to be spanked? I do

83. Have you ever fantasised about someone else during sex? No! Why would I? I have y/n.

84. If y/n caught you masturbating, would you stop or would you finish? I finished for her and let her watch and she let me watch her too in return

85. Have you ever had an inappropriate crush?

I guess on y/n

86. Have you ever cried or fallen asleep during sex? Fell asleep after yes! Lots of times when she tries me out

87. Do you prefer eye contact or not during sex?

Eye contact please!

88. Do you like to kiss during sex?

Lots and lots of kisses please 89. Do you get tired after sex?

I do of she's being mean to me 90. How many positions do you think you've tried? Most of them I think

91. What's the longest you've ever gone without sex?

A year, I was so busy and I was barely home so I waited, and when I got home she couldn't walk for the next week

92. How high is your sex drive?

Fairly high

93. What's a surefire way to turn you on?

Touch me, or get in a bath or wet like seriously throw a bucket of water on yourself I'm weirdly hard! Maybe I just have a thing for water? Y/n in the bath that first maid girl washing clothes, ohh my god an I into water?

94. Sex with lights on or lights off? On else we can't see anything

95. Do you like dirty talk?

Very much

96. Do you prefer one night stands or longer-term sexual partners? Long term

97. Do you prefer to be on top or bottom? I like bottom I like giving her that power over me

98.Rough or romantic? Romantic

99. Quickie or marathon session? Quickie

100. What's the best thing about our sex life?

Awww that I adore you, your my little lady, I never even look or think k anyone else that's how lovely you are the fact it's never a no everything we discuss and we try somethings we hate others we love and I can't wait for all the other things we shall try once baby comes my beautiful wife.

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anogete · 4 years

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Watch me vomit up my thoughts

It’s been a while, hasn’t it? I’m sorry I’ve disappeared on everyone. It’s been... a year. I think that probably goes for everyone, not just me. If you’re interested in a personal life update, then read on. If you’re looking for an update on my writing then I regret to inform you that I haven’t written a single thing this year. Maybe next year, though. There is always next year, right? I think I saw a blurb that we’re getting Sam and Bucky back in March. And Loki shortly after. Maybe that will be my inspiration.

I’m fortunate enough to have a job that lets me comfortably work from home. I’m also fortunate enough to own a home. And my last blessing is that I don’t have kids, so I didn’t have to figure out the nightmare of childcare and home schooling like some of you. My library on the second floor of the house has been my office since mid-March. I’ve been transitioning into the Associate Financial Advisor roll this year and that has been going well. I’m supporting the clients I’ve worked with as an assistant for the past nine years, so it’s been easy-going. I’m able to order my groceries for pick up to avoid going in the stores and I live in an neighborhood where it is easy to get delivery from restaurants. I’m incredibly lucky to have all these things going for me and I am thankful every damn day.

I fell into a bit of a funk this spring and early summer, but managed to pull myself out of it in August. I started planning my meals, walking 2-5 miles every day, and exercising on the Peloton bike I bought a year ago. I also started reading again and zipped through almost 50 books between June and now. By November, I was feeling strong and healthy. I felt like I had found a balance between work and activity and self-care. I was still coming to terms with my grandma passing in March of last year and with Ferguson (my sweet doggo) passing in September of last year. But I was trying and things were getting better. I felt like I had my feet underneath me.

Lemme stop you here if you don’t want to read about death and some general medical stuff. Because that’s mostly what you’re getting from here on out.

On November 21st, my mom texted me at 5:30am. I got it right away because I usually wake up around that time, alarm or not. She said she had dropped my dad off at the hospital because he was having difficulty breathing. Apparently, he’d been feeling bad for a week, but insisted to everyone that it was just his sinuses draining. I called her and began questioning her like I was cross-examining a star witness. I was able to piece together a really fucking shitty story.

My dad always went to a friend’s house on Friday evenings to have a couple beers and hang out. We’d all warned him since March that he needed to stop, but he insisted it was fine. He bought into a lot of the cavalier attitude that the Trump fans have over this virus. Plus, he was 64-years-old and didn’t take any medication so he probably thought it was no big deal. He spent a few hours at his friend’s house on November 6th. Unbeknownst to anyone at the time, he received a call from that friend on November 11th that the friend and the friend’s wife had tested positive for COVID. He didn’t share this info with my mother, my brothers, or my uncle, all of whom had been near him. By November 15th, he was coughing but insisted it was drainage when my mom suggested he take something for it and go to the doctor. By November 18th, he was worse and admitted to my mom that his friend had tested positive but that he hadn’t seen him for almost two weeks so his problems were just sinus-related and not COVID. My mom hates confrontation, so she accepted this and didn’t tell anyone, including me and my brothers. By November 19th, he had a fever and was having trouble breathing along with a persistent cough. He finally agreed to take some cold medicine, but refused to call his doctor’s office despite my mom asking him many, many times. At 4:30am on November 21st, he woke my mom and asked her to take him to the hospital because he couldn’t breathe well. She dropped him off and returned home to text me since they wouldn’t allow her in the building. She also texted my brothers, who admitted that they felt like they’d had a cold for several days. I live 4 hours away and haven’t traveled since March, so I hadn’t seen any of them.

A nurse called my mom a couple hours after she dropped my dad off to tell her that he was positive for COVID and pneumonia and they were admitting him to put him on a bipap. From what I understand, that’s the oxygen mask that pushes air into your lungs. Later that day, the health department called my mom and told her to quarantine for two weeks. My mom cooperated and gave them my brothers’ phone number (they live together), my uncle’s phone number, and the name and number of the person we suspected my dad was infected by (his friend). My brothers opted to get tested and were positive. They quarantined for two weeks and had mild to moderate symptoms (brief fever, very tired, cough, drainage). My mom had virtually no symptoms with the exception of some drainage that she took Mucinex for. She didn’t get tested, but she lived and slept in the same bed with my dad for a week while he was symptomatic. If my brothers got it from 30 minutes in the same room as him, surely she got it as well. My uncle and his son got tested, but they were negative.

My dad was cooperative with the doctor and nurses at first, but as the first day wore on he became irritated. He’d been without his chewing tobacco (yes, I know: eww) for several hours and was going through nicotine withdrawal, but wouldn’t admit that to the nurses or doctor. The next day he was put in ICU, still on the bipap, and even more unruly and rude to the staff taking care of him. They called my mom to ask her to talk to him and convince him to cooperate. They said if he couldn’t recover on the bipap and required a ventilator then “things would be very bad.” My mom tried to talk to him by text and he just continued to insist that he was well enough to come home.

I used to be close to my dad when I was a kid, but we’d grown apart over my adulthood. Over the past 20 years, my dad morphed into someone different. Everyone around him, especially my grandmother, told me they saw this happen the same as I did. The result was that my dad became someone I didn’t like and didn’t want to spend time with. He also didn’t seem to know how to talk to me anymore. To be fair, I didn’t give him much help in that regard. I texted him to see how he was doing and the conversation quickly devolved into him complaining about the care and insisting he was well enough to come home. I tried to reason with him and appeal to his love for my mom by saying that my fear was him coming home and giving her the virus. He told me that he’d decided he was no longer contagious and this was just a bunch of bullshit. This conversation via text continued through Monday and Tuesday (November 23rd and 24th), but it took a turn for the delusional. The doctor can only assume that the virus and the lack of oxygen had resulted in hallucinations and delusions. My dad told my mother and I that he was in an office building owned by a man named Mr. Pritt. He said he was the only patient and that this man was having his workers experiment on him and that they would eventually kill him. He demanded that we come get him immediately so he could recover at home. When we told him he’d die if he came home because he was too sick, he insisted he wasn’t sick at all and became very angry with us. He accused both my mom and I of conspiring to kill him because we wouldn’t help him. One day he told me that I’d confirmed what he’d known all along. I asked him what that was and he said, “That I always loved you more than you loved me.” This really hurt because even though I knew he was loopy, I also knew that he’d probably actually had that though before.

He began refusing treatment on those days and wouldn’t accept the steroids they were trying to give him and raised hell when they tried to take him for a chest x-ray. He also told them he didn’t want to be placed on a ventilator even though he had agreed to one when he was admitted. He was texting all of his friends and telling them he needed a ride home. He attempted to get up and leave the hospital twice, falling in the floor both times because he was so weak from lack of oxygen once he took the mask off. He also told my mom and I that he was secretly removing the mask when the nurses couldn’t see to prove to them that he wasn’t sick. He was taking and sending blurry pictures to us of the room as “evidence.” He told my mom to forward the pictures to “the feds.” The pictures were of his hospital bed, the whiteboard with his nurses’ and doctor’s names on it, his IVs, etc. By the morning of Wednesday, the 25th, I was getting some off-the-wall texts from him. He was begging us to come check him out of the hospital at that point and we were trying to play along and tell him we were getting everything in order for him to come home soon. Eventually, he told me that he wasn’t getting out of there alive and that he loved me. I told him I loved him too and begged him to do whatever the doctor said because the doctor wanted to help him get better.

A few minutes later, the nurse called my mom and asked if she’d been on the phone with my dad. My mom said she and I hadn’t spoken to him by any way other than text since he arrived at the hospital. The nurse said he had been on the phone with a woman, trying to convince her to come get him. The nurse made him put the call on speaker so she could tell the woman that he wasn’t well enough to leave. Because she was concerned that her message didn’t get through before my dad hung up, she called my mom to make sure he hadn’t convinced my mom to check him out against medical advice. My mom assured her that we had no intention of breaking him out of the hospital, but she didn’t know who the woman was. It wasn’t her or me. We called a long-time former co-worker of my dad’s that I’ve known since I was a kid and she said she hadn’t talked to him. We called his best friend and asked if he’d called and spoken to the man’s wife. Not her either. More on this later. I’m sure you know where it’s going.

We were stumped, but didn’t have time to deal with it because the nurse practitioner called and told my mom that my dad was delusional and could no longer make his own decisions. They said he had no chance of survival if they didn’t put him on a ventilator immediately. My mom called me. I told her to agree to it. The nurse called her back and gave the phone to my dad. He had agreed to the ventilator as well and wanted to tell my mom that he loved her and me and my brothers and his dog. His speech was slurred and muffled from the bipap mask, but she at least heard that. They intubated him right after the call. He was on a paralytic for a week. When they backed off on the paralytic, they had to increase his oxygen. A week later, the nurse tried to kindly tell us that he wasn’t getting better and his chances of survival were low. She suggested we start to talk about turning off the ventilator and letting him go. We did talk about that, which was very upsetting for everyone, but the doctor said he’d been on the ventilator for two weeks and we’d give him one more week to see what happens. By this point, he no longer had pneumonia. But the damage COVID did to his lungs couldn’t be repaired.

The ventilator was on full blast (highest pressure, highest oxygen) just to keep him somewhat stable. The days were ticking by and he still wasn’t making progress. Any step forward was followed by a bigger step back. My mom would call and get the update from the nurse most days, but I did call myself a few days. When I’d call and talk to the nurse, I’d get a grim picture that my mom didn’t seem to get or understand. I talked to her on December 12th and asked her if she was trying to protect my brothers and I or if she really thought he was going to get better. She admitted that she’d had a feeling for days that he wasn’t going to get better. We decided to just wait for the doctor to call. The nurse called my mom on Monday, December 14th and told her that my dad’s blood pressure was all over the place and they were struggling to keep him stable, that the ventilator was turned up to the highest settings and it was barely enough to keep him going. My mom texted me and told me she asked them to call me. The doctor called me within about 20 minutes and basically told me that my dad wasn’t going to make it. They’d had him on a ventilator for 19 days and within a couple days his throat tissue would likely become necrotic from the pressure of the cuff keeping the tube in place. They could only continue the ventilator if they could put in a trach and he wasn’t stable enough for that. In addition, he needed more support than the ventilator could provide. I was told he was either going to go into cardiac arrest while on the ventilator and die or they’d be forced to take him off the ventilator because of the damage to his throat. The most damning thing he told me was that he’d removed the sedation but my dad didn’t wake. He wasn’t responsive, wouldn’t squeeze their hands, wouldn’t flinch when they tested his reflexes, nothing.

I was told we could come sit with him and say goodbye when the ventilator was removed. I asked when and the doctor said soon. I live 4 hours from my parents, so I told him I’d leave right away and have my mom call to make arrangements for me to come to the hospital. I called my mom and told her all this and asked her to let the hospital know. I packed a bag and rushed out the door. On my way out of town, the doctor called me back and asked if I was on my way. My mom had told them that we’d come by the next morning and he was worried my dad wouldn’t make it through the night. So, I had to have a shitty conversation with my mom about how we couldn’t schedule my dad’s death for 7am on Tuesday, that it needed to happen at 8pm on Monday. I do not recommend these types of calls.

I got into town around 7pm and picked my mom up because she’d decided she wanted to come with me. My brothers said they couldn’t handle it and decided to stay at my mom’s house. My mom and I were taken to the COVID floor, given gowns, and gloves, told he was COVID positive so we’d need to continue to wear our cloth masks (no medical mask, is that safe?!), and escorted to his room in the ICU. Guys, he looked so fucking tired and so sad. It was heartbreaking. The nurse said their ICU was full and most of the patients were in the same shape as my dad. We talked to him for a few minutes, held his hand and all that shit. He didn’t respond in any way, so I don’t know if he was even there. We stepped out of the room while they removed the tube and gave him some medicine. When we went back in, his breaths were labored and it looked like he was gasping for air. My mom almost lost it because she wasn’t expecting that. I told her she could go wait in the hall and I’d stay with him until he passed. The nurse was kind enough to give him a little more medicine to make it less dramatic, but it was still difficult watching him breathe in that way. My mom sat so she couldn’t see his head to make things easier on herself. We sat there with him for about 40 minutes before he passed away at 8:32pm on Monday, the 14th.

I stayed with my mom last week and helped her arrange a private graveside service and the burial. She wanted to do a funeral and I thought that was the worst idea, so we agreed on doing a celebration of life next year when things are a little better (hopefully). To my knowledge, I haven’t had the virus. I operated under the assumption that my mom and brothers had it and were immune for now and wouldn’t transmit it. So, I was able to be with them without mask, but I did wear a mask when anyone else was around. I can’t say the same for the fucking funeral director and the locksmith’s employee who opened my dad’s safe for us, though. I live in a bigger city and mask wearing is pretty wide-spread here, but I saw so many people in my hometown (a more rural area) who didn’t bother with them.

Anyway, while all these graveside preparations are going on my mom goes through the bag of personal items from my dad that the hospital gave us. She tossed his clothes in the washer and placed his two rings into a bag to give to the funeral home so he could be buried in them. She also pulled out his wallet and his cell phone. His wallet has a picture that was obviously cut from an old driver’s license of a woman named Deb. Apparently, this woman lives in Florida and had attended junior high school with my dad. About two years ago, my parents took a trip to Florida and visited with her for several days. She even friended my mom on Facebook. So, the old driver’s license picture of her was very weird. What was even more disturbing? His wallet also contained a plastic bag of hair that very obviously is not my mom’s. And there was a piece of paper with three phone numbers on it. His phone was locked with a PIN and was set to wipe itself after 20 incorrect tries. I did tried to break into it, but wasn’t successful. My mom admitted that she suspected he’d been talking to someone on his phone for years, but she never directly confronted him about it. She’d just make comments about him always texting on his phone and being secretive. Two Christmases ago he bought her a ring at a store that she has an online login to. This particular store posts the receipts for all purchases linked to the customer’s account to the website. She saw that my dad had purchased two pieces of jewelry even though she only received one. My dad has never in his life bought me a Christmas present without my mom assisting, so she knew it wasn’t for me. She still didn’t confront him, though. She just told him that she could see the itemized receipts online.

I sympathized with my mom because I’ve experienced the infidelity of a partner in a relationship and if I were her then I’d want to know. But I also told her that I don’t know digging into it will make things any better and may not even give her the truth. He’s gone and there is nothing that can be done about that or anything else. While I was running errands for her the day before the graveside service, she messaged Deb in Florida and asked if she wanted her picture back. She also called the three phone numbers in his wallet. One went to Deb. The other two were the cell phone and work phone of my dad’s best friend’s wife, Anne. The same friend and wife who likely gave the virus to my dad. My mom told me when I got back that she’d done this and admitted she’d always felt like my dad was talking to Anne and might have an inappropriate relationship with her. I suspect my mom is right. Gut instinct is usually accurate. She said she didn’t think anything physical was going on with Deb, but she did think my dad was carrying on a flirtatious relationship with her via text. In both cases, he tried to hide it. And if you hide it, then you know it’s wrong. That night Deb messaged my mom back and said she had heard about what happened to my dad and was very sorry. She said that my dad was always clear that he was married and nothing went on that was inappropriate, but that he gave her someone to talk to when her husband was sick and dying five years earlier and they’d always kept in contact. Again, I don’t think my mom can count on anyone to give her the full story without spin or deceit. A couple days ago, she texted me a picture of a receipt from my dad’s truck. It was from last Christmas from a department store. It had two pieces of jewelry on it. She looked them both up using the UPCs listed and found the necklace he gave her last year and a ring she doesn’t recognize. We don’t know if he was giving this jewelry to Deb in Florida or Anne, his friend’s wife. Or someone else we don’t even know about. And we’re probably never going to know. Do I want to call Deb and Anne and tell them I want to full story? Fuck yeah. Do I think it will fix anything? Fuck no.

TL;DR? I finally found some balance in my life late this summer. This balance was destroyed when my dad got COVID and died after three weeks in the hospital. And when you’ve already got a not-so-great relationship with your dad, you get all kinds of feels when he dies in a traumatic way and then you find out he’s been screwing around on your mom. I also have lots of anger toward him for knowingly exposing my other family members to the virus simply because he didn’t want to own up to getting it after doing something we’d all told him to stop doing.

Health-wise? I think I’m okay. It’s been almost ten days since I was with him in the hospital and seven days since his graveside service. I haven’t had any symptoms yet and I think most people show symptoms by now. Regardless, I’ve been at home since I returned last Thursday evening and I intend to stay home until January 2nd. My boyfriend is also home and will be here until January 2nd as well. Just to be safe. My brothers are mostly recovered, but both still have a bit of a cough. My mom never had much in the way of symptoms and seems fine. My dad was 64 and overweight. We found out once he was admitted to the hospital that his regular doctor had told him he was a diabetic and my dad insisted on “treating” that with cinnamon instead of actual medicine. Other than those things, he didn’t have any health concerns. Be careful, ya’ll.

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