#dude i spent 3 days on this and i dont even like it

[qiekzart]

i am back with more bad yugioh fanart

[plz reblog]

[dirtytransmasc]

It is no longer a want, it is a need, I need to get matching permanent bracelets with my bestie/platonic soulmate this instant, I am sick and tired of not having a constant reminder of her existence.

[autistickaitovocaloid]

Guy who just remembered he has a therapy appointment in like 3 days

[bigwishes]

Forced Freak

Tyson was a uni drop out, nothing special about him other than his pretty face and dedication to his diet. He had no real hobbies and no real friends. The only reason people paid him any real attention was because of his body. However guys got pretty turned off after a one night stand with him when they'd wake up and Tyson would have written them critiques about how to improve their bodies and performance in the bedroom.

Tyson was the worst kind of gym bro, not because he had no real personality, but because he was an asshole with no real personality, in fact when he wasn't coming home from the gym, taking selfies in the mirror or scrolling on grinder for someone to bounce on his waist he spent a large portion of his time staring in the mirror admiring his own perfection.

"fuck yeah, I'm probably the hottest guy alive" he'd say as he rubbed his own crotch.

His arrogant attitude had essentially transformed him into a self obsessed autosexual, whilst he enjoyed sex and having a guy put in all the work whilst he laid back in pleasure he still preferred a night to himself and his mirror.

Tyson flexed his arm one last time, admiring the perfection before him before he turned off his alarm and got up to go to the gym.

"well, I'll see you when I get home handsome" he said winking at his own reflection and snapping his underwear band.

He threw on the folded red tank top and black gym shorts he had lying on his dresser, the ones he had steamed the night before. As he walked out the door he picked up his glass from his morning water and placed it neatly in the dishwasher before turning it on and leaving for the gym.

Upon arriving at the gym Tyson walked into the welcome area where he found 3 tall bodybuilders lined up at the key scanner. Tyson rolled his eyes and tried to avoid contact with them, he hated those freaks. The guys who willingly chose to inflate themselves with disgusting amounts of muscle. Who could barely fit in their cars and he huffed and sweat like bovine beasts when they got on the treadmill.

Tyson quickly got impatient and began tapping his foot as the 3 meatheads were holding up the line.

"are you beasts gonna scan in or am I just waiting here all day"

The three turned their heads to them almost in unison

"yoo you think we are beasts huhu" one flexed his enormous bicep that dwarfed Tyson's head

"hey Ty, what up lil dude. Wanna hit bench with us today? we we can help you grow that chest"

Tyson was disgusted at the thought of working out with the three of them and smelling their terrible stench or listening to them heaving for air.

"no thanks, its hard to improve upon perfection" Tyson said with a smirk

"aw come on dude, you can always improve and get bigger, you aint even close to your limit"

"and I dont want to be" Tyson said with a disgusted frown and one raised eyebrow

There was a loud ding and the three bodybuilders began waddling and shuffling their way through the electronic gate into the gym, having to turn sideways slightly to get their hulking frames in the turn gate.

"This is what I mean" laughed Tyson

"haha, can't blame us for being absolute units man"

"But doesn't it annoy the fuck out of you being like that?"

"no way bro, being this big is fucking awesome"

the three bodybuilders all began laughing and flexing

"I'm sorry I really dont see how turning myself into a...freak would be awesome"

There was a dead silence as the three bodybuilders stopped laughing and turned to him.

"that's a bit of a harsh word bro"

"yeah man don't diss the hobby coz you aint into it"

Tyson smirked flicking as he polished his fitness watch with the edge of his jumper "dude I dont think anyone is into it"

"what the fuck is that supposed to mean"

"umm being so big you have no style because you cant fit into anything, constantly covered in sweat marks, you reek after just a few minutes of exercise, you gulp down water like an elephant who hasn't drunk in a year, can barely fit in your cars and take up so much space, plus I like when guys find me attractive and aren't grossed out by my monstrous body" Tyson turned his back placing his gym bag in the locker completely unaware that the three men he had just insulted looked so red their heads could pop with anger.

"I'LL LET YOU KNOW MY HUSBAND LOOOOVVVEEESSS MY SIZE" the bodybuilder in the middle yelled through his teeth

"whoooaa jayce" the two others said in unison as they grabbed him by the chest and stopped him taking a step forward

"don't shoot the messenger buddy but Im pretty sure your husband wouldn't be disappointed if you lost 30-40lsb of muscle, pretty sure he'd enjoy date night without sitting across from a behemoth stuffing himself so full of protein like a slob"

Jayce threw his arms up in the air and pushed his two friends off of him turning around and walking away.

Tyson ignored the interaction implying pulling his towel and drink bottle out of his gym bag.

"You know what you need Ty..."

"and what's that Mark?" Tyson tiredly asked rolling his eyes

"A real good bulk, make ya real big, that'll change your mind" Mark smirked looking at his friend who was smiling back.

"whatever" Tyson groaned as he walked off into the gym.

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A few hours had passed and Tyson was in the changing room admiring himself after his workout. It was enough to pump him to that perfect spot where he looked just slightly bigger and was a little sore, but not enough to make him sweat or stimulate the sort of growth a lot of gym guys were after.

Tyson flexed one bicep and ran his other hand down his thigh feeling himself get hard.

"Oh yeah handsome, just wait till I get you in my bed" He smirked at his own reflection.

Just then he heard the sound to the changing rooms open, his hand quickly shot up from his thigh, not wanting anyone to see his moment of lust.

He watched in the mirror as Jayce rounded the corner, his massive and wide shoulders causing him to bump into subway tiled wall. A massive smile lit up on Jayce's face as he saw Tyson standing there.

"Yep" Jayce yelled out

Dylan quickly followed behind and began walking towards Tyson, not that he thought much of it.

"Grab his left Dylan?"

"No worried Jayce"

Tyson was shocked as the two hulking bodybuilders suddenly grabbed hold of his arms and used what felt like all of their strength to sandwich him between them.

"h-HEY WHAT THE FUCK GET OFF" Tyson struggled and squirmed to get out of there grip but it felt like he was being pressed between two stone walls, he was unable to do anything other than pathetically kick his legs.

Just then Tyson heard the door to the changing rooms lock as Mark rounded the corner.

"Mark!, tell your fucking boys to let me go!"

The three bodybuilder's laughed as Mark walked closer holding a strange metal container in his hand that resembled a protein shaker.

"Hey lil dude" Said Mark with a big smirk across his face

"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THREE WANT" Tyson snapped.

"to prove you wrong man" Jayce whispered

'w-what" Tyson continued to flounder and squirm to no avail

"you said being a bodybuilder sucked, well we are gonna prove you wrong" Dylan smirked tightly squeezing Tyson's arms

"h-how, Im not gonna start bodybuilding because you three threaten me"

"oh there is no threat bud, we have got something we want to try but dont know about the side effects wanna test it"

"ARE YOU GONNA JAB MY ASS FULL OF ROIDS" Tyson squeaked pathetically

"no dude, of course not" Said Mark

"we already know the side effects to roids" laughed Jayce

Mark grabbed onto Tyson's perfect hair and forcefully pulled his head back, Tyson couldn't see but he felt Jayce wrap his giant muscular arm around his pinning his between Jayce's bulky bicep and forearm and grabbing his cheeks forcing his jaw open.

"bottoms up pretty boy" Mark said as he flicked the cap off the contained with his thumb and shoved the mouth piece into Tyson's mouth.

"MMMMM -MMMM -MMMMMMM!!!!!!" Tyson tried to yell but his mouth was full of a strange thick liquid.

Mark dropped the contained and grabbed Tyson's nose still forcing the container to his lips

"gotta drink if you wanna breathe buddy"

Tyson couldn't hold it any longer

GULP...GULP...GULP.....GULP

Tyson sucked down what was in his mouth and what continued to pour from the container, when the last drop was drunk and all he could taste was air the three bodybuilders all let go in unison and Tyson dropped to the ground gasping for air.

"How long does it take to work Mark?"

"errr container says a few minutes for a start and a week for full effects"

Tyson couldn't concentrate on what the three were talking about, his body began to feel like it was being super heated, like his muscles and bones were being fried into pudy.

Tyson's hand began to tremble, as he looked at it pressed against the cold tiled floor he noticed his thumb enlarging, getting longer and thicker, it spread to all his fingers and his hand, at first he thought it was an allergic reaction but it wasn't puffy or fat, it was hard solid and defined, like all the muscles in his hands were suddenly expanding, he watched as his handed swelled up to the size of dinner plates as veins in his arms and forearms pumped in sync with his heart beat.

His forearms stared growing outwards and he felt his already tight and pumped biceps ache as they swelled even bigger. Seeing his reflection in the mirror he looked like a bad art project as different parts of his body were swelling with size and different times, his shoulders got wider as his calves got bigger, his pecs inflated as his feet grew out of his shoes, his abs bloated into a semi roid gut as his quads quickly filled with blood, and his ass pumped up into a big meaty globe as his traps crept up his back swallowing his necks.

after just a few minutes the three bodybuilders were stunned looking down at the sweaty bulky mess that was Tyson on the floor of the changing room.

Tyson had watched the whole thing in the mirror but still he couldn't recognise himself, what had happened, what they did to him.

He looked like one of them, a bodybuilder.

"w-what did you do to me" Tyson moaned, out of breath and out of energy

"damn, he got huge so quick, and he still has a week to go?"

"please, no, no bigger, turn me back"

the three bodybuilders began to have a conversation around Tyson like he wasn't even there as he tried to pick himself up off the floor. A few minutes passed and Tyson finally stood up. He felt uncomfortable, muscles he didn't even know where near each other rubbed up against each other like every aspect of his body was fighting for space.

Tyson looked at himself horrified in the mirror at the big bulky freak he had become.

"oh fuck..m..my perfect body" he turned to the three men behind him "please, please you gotta turn me back"

"you still got a week of growin left bud" Mark replied

"PLEASE I CAN'T GET BIGGER"

Jayce smirked trying to contain his laughter

"Look dude, we said we were gonna show you how being a bodybuilder is awesome, let it go for a week and we'll check back in and if you still hate it, we'll turn you back"

Tyson turned back to his reflection and flexed, freaked out by his bicep being larger than his own head.

"see, its already awesome, see you later dude"

The three bodybuilders started walking out of the changing room

"no WAIT!!"

Tyson ran over to his bag feeling the weight of his new body with every step and feeling his hard muscles bounce. He leant over and swung his bag over his shoulder. He watched as the door closed behind the three and he ran to catch up. Every step was a chore, it was like an entire workout for just one leg to hold up the weight of his new massive body.

By the time he reached the door Tyson doubled over gasping for air, he placed his giant meaty hand on the wall and slid down the the floor, he had only run a few feet but it felt like he had just done and three hours of cardio without a break, he felt the sweat running down his back and struggled to come up with a reason anyone would want to be this big, why guys would dedicate their lives to become titans.

it took 15 minutes, for Tyson to catch his breath and stand up again and by the time that happened the three he was after were already gone, he walked through the gym defeated hoping nobody would recognise him. He made it to the turn gate and as he went to go through he felt a hard pressing against his shoulders. Not at all used to his new size Tyson hadn't adjusted the angle that he approached the gate and found himself stuck between the two steel bars. Tyson pushed with his back leg but didn't realise the power behind his colossal quads as he easily pushed himself out but he couldn't stop the moment and he came tumbling forward face first onto the floor in front and multiple gym attendants.

"woah, you okay big guy" one of them asked,

Tyson looked up and saw the other two doing their best not to laugh.

"yeah I'm fine!" Tyson tried to get up as fast as he could but the sheer weight of his frame meant it was an awkward step by step process that took almost a whole minute.

Tyson quickly raced out the doors as fast as his could but once again misjudged his giant muscles and his two shoulders slammed into the automatic doors not realising they weren't wide enough for him. A loud bang rang out and Tyson looked back as the glass automatic doors wobbled and shook, and ounce more pressure and they would have surely crashed down around him.

Tyson waddled through the car park desperate to get to his car. Swinging open the door he quickly realised why he had never seen a bodybuilder in a sleek sports car, he didn't fit, just one leg stepped in and there wasn't any more room for him to squeeze in. He tried everything, moving the seat back, moving the wheel up, but still he didn't fit. After about 10 minutes of doing everything he could think of to get in he just decided to force his way in.

Sliding into the car he felt cramped, and when he closed the driver's door it bounced off his arm and swung back open denting the car next to him. Tyson tried again leaning all the way into his car and shutting the door. It shut but as he sat back up he found himself on an awkward angle to the wheel, he tried to adjust himself to roll down the window so he could stick his arm out and get more space but as he placed his arm down on the leather seat to push his own body out the way he heard a loud tearing. His clothes didn't feel loser and he couldn't see what had torn but it sounded bad...

When Tyson arrived home he squeezed himself out of his car, it felt like being freed from a sardine can but as he turned around to shut his door he had found the source of the tearing noise from earlier, in the centre of the seat, directly under where he was, was now a large split right down the leather, seats that cost over a thousand dollars to fix split apart like paper, and that wasn't the worst of it, he looked at the lower back of the seat to see how the leather had warped and swollen from the amount of sweat that had been pressed against it.

"AW MAN" Tyson moaned slammed his car door, not realising the force his arms were able to put behind it and as the door lodged into place his hand carried the momentum behind it straight into the metal of the car leaving a large dent from his palm.

"ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME"

Tyson stormed over to his front door just wanting the day to end. He pulled up his keys to the front door and fumbled for a few minutes as he struggled to sort though them with his massive meaty fingers, finally he got in the door and shut it behind him as gently as he could which still resulted in a slam.

His stomach let out a loud groan, he had never felt so hungry so sudden in his life, Tyson tried to walk to the kitchen but realised it was more of a waddle has his massive muscular thighs slammed into each other. Arriving in front of his fridge he opened it up and grabbed one of his already made meals out and placed it in the microwave to heat up. He watched in spinning round and heard his stomach grumble as the 2 minutes felt like an entirety. Finally he heard the beep and opened up the microwave to devour his meal. What normally would have left him feeling full for hours didn't even make a dent in his hunger. Tyson opened up his fridge and moved on to his next meal without even heating it up, then another, then a protein shake to wash it down, then another meal and a couple apples, along with a banana or two, and of course he had to pull some of the muffins out of the freezer to defrost to have a bit later.

Tyson sat on his couch, feeling groggy and finally full. He looked around him, plates, protein shakers, wrappers and plastic containers were spread out all over his lounge room from the floor to the coffee table. He felt so heavy he didn't want to get up, he just wanted to pass out on his couch and go to sleep. As his eyes began to drift close...

BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP

The loudest belch he had ever heard forced him to jolt awake.

"aw fuc-uuuuUUURRPPP, this place is a mess"

Tyson finally realised he had trashed his lounge room in his feeding frenzy, he got up to try and clean but he didn't get very far. His body was so massive it was hard to move between his furniture and it was hard for him to constantly bend down to pick stuff up. On his second trip back from the kitchen to clean the last of the mess he finally noticed where he had been sitting, and the enormous sweat patch pressed into the fabric.

He pulled his tight tank top out from his body realising it looked like he had never washed it in his life.

"god, I need a fucking shower"

He made his way down the hall to the bathroom where he was shocked by his own reflection. He knew he had been turned into a hulking behemoth but, he looked like a completely different person now. His tank top was tight and clung to his body as his pecs hung out the sides. It was covered in sweat patches and strains from spilt protein shakes and food. His face was covered in a coat of sweat and his hair was oiler than he'd ever seen before. Tyson's gut churned as he let out another belch. He suddenly felt a tightness in his pants and he got hard.

"what the fuck..."

Tyson lifted up one arm to flex his bicep, he watched the sweat running down from his pits to his lats, he swallowed a quick gulp of air expecting maybe a small burp but was greeted with a massive room shaking belch. Tyson couldn't help it, he got rock solid staring at his sweaty body and hearing his own manly belching.

He worked his hand down awkwardly to his dick and started to pleasure himself.

He couldn't work it out, he missed his perfect body, he missed his old self, he was grossed out by being such a freak but god he was too horny to not please himself.

Right before his big moment he felt a wave of heat surge out into his body, his clothes felt tighter and suddenly the left strap of his tank top snapped as his shoulder, pec and arm practically doubled in size.

"AAH NO, NO NOT AGAIN"

Tyson watched as his dirty tank was torn to shreds by his growing body. His shorts felt tighter and tighter, soon he felt the sound of ripping fabric. As he turned to the side to inspect his growing legs he saw as his muscled ass split his pants in the back and the fabric quickly tore through making his shorts look like a bad loin clothe prop from a Halloween costume.

"OH FUCK NO, STOP, STOP AHHHH"

Tyson could only watch as his body continued to rapidly grow in the mirror...

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3 weeks later

Tyson leant back on the workout bench groaning and gasping for air. It was the most he had ever lifted, not that he wanted to get bigger but it was the only thing he could do with his day at this point.

He heard the noise of 3 guys cheering as Mark, Jayce and Dyaln approached him.

"HEY BIG MAN" Said Mark

"oh great, what do you guys want"

"relax big guy, just wanted to bring you a snack" Dylan laughed as he pulled out a paper bag of drive through crispy chicken and handed it to Tyson.

"Dont forget to wash it down" said Jayce handing him a protein shake

Tyson didn't have the will power to hold back, his new muscle and size burnt so much fuel from simple existing he was practically starving constantly. He immediately reached into the bag and started eating as much as he could as fast as he could, washing it down with a swig of the protein shake, only taking breaks to gasp for air.

A river of chocolate protein ran down his cheek and dripped onto his XXXL tank top, which looked more like a medium crop top on him.

A young handsome gym attendant walked over to the group with a smile on his face.

"hey guys, just a reminder, you can't eat like that in here save it for outside okay" He smiled as he looked straight into Tyson's eyes.

Tyson's mind was racing, this guy was the most handsome guy he had ever seen in his life, we wanted to apologise for being such a slob, hell, he wanted to ask the guy on a date.

Tyson rubbed the crumbs and protein from his mouth away with the back of his hand and opened his mouth. Immediately he gritted his teeth and almost by instinct at this point cocked the side of his mouth open.

BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPP!!

Tyson couldn't help but belch and burp as he struggled to get a word out.

"bro..that's nasty" the gym attendant laughed as he walked away.

Mark, Jayce and Dylan all erupted with laughter.

"DUUUUUUDDEEEE" yelled Dylan

"You aren't gonna get a date like that dude I tell you that" laughed Jayce

"They probably wouldn't date him even if he didn't burp every couple of minutes, I mean who wants to date a bodybuilder freak right guys" Mark laughed as he rubbed Tyson's shoulders

"Yeah, you're right Mark, nobody wants a freak like Tyson" Dylan chuckled.

Tyson couldn't control it, the sound of their laughter, the way the three called him a freak and a slob. His dick got hard and he felt as a mixture of pre and cum leaked into his underwear.

They were never going to change him back, he was going to be stuck as this good for nothing muscle pig, forever....

he threw himself back down on the bench..

BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPP

[hazelvrr]

Chapter 1: The fair

S/n: As promised here's chapter 1, let me know if I should continue with this fic as I've never written a full fic before so I might be rubbish, also it's not proofread but any mistakes should only be minor. No use of y/n. I tried to capture their personalities to the best of my ability but they are so funny that they're also extremely difficult to write. I tried to not repeat any scenes from the movie, they still happen unless I mention them differently but I didn't want to sound like a broken record.

Summary: you get ready with pj and josie for the fair and they question your friendship with hazel and then you see her at the fair.

Warnings: none

Word count: 2.1k

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The fair was the one thing you looked forward to at the end of summer. Pretty much everything else about summer ending absolutely sucked but at least there was the fair.

Every year as soon as August rolled around, you were counting down the days until you could ride the ferris wheel, get cotton candy and most importantly, see hazel for the first time in 3 months.

Your 'best friend' hazel, if you could even call her that, volunteered at some charity or association of some sort all summer every single year without fail, so you couldn't see her for 3 months straight, which always drove you crazy.

You weren't quite sure why, after all, it was the same with pj and josie because they were away at some abstinence camp for the youth or as pj called it 'an anti sex cult run by a bunch of jealous old nuns who dont get any and are trying to ruin her life because shes hot as fuck' (her words, not yours) so you didn't see them either but you couldn't care less, so why were you so bothered about not seeing hazel?

Either way, you were super exited about this year's fair and had decided to get a ride from josie (only because you were embarrassed to tell anyone cool that you had failed your drivers test 5 times over the summer and had acctually managed to get yourself banned from the local dmv from 'assaulting your driving instructor' which you only did because he totally had it in for you) so naturally you thought it was a good idea to get ready at her house with her and pj.

BIG MISTAKE.

You should have known that pj and Josie, being the horny pervs that they are, spent the whole evening scheming about getting the cheerleaders attention, and how they were planning on getting possibly the straightest teenage girls you had ever seen in your whole life to fall head over heels for them.

Absolute losers.

You were so used to their antics that your brain had completely tuned them out as you applied your eyeliner, sitting beside pj, faces pushing eachother out of the way to fight to look in the tiniest mirror on josies desk.

You had stopped listening after josie had started ranting about the size of Jeff's penis, you were planning on stuffing your face with corndogs in less than an hour, and that was really putting you off the idea, that was until you heard josie say your name.

"Soo, have you spoken to hazel since school ended?"

Pj looks over at you with a shit eating grin on her face, "what she means to say is, have the two of you fucked yet?"

You roll your eyes at pj, not even dignifying her with an answer and turn your head to face josie, who was now stacking snapbacks on her head whilst looking in the mirror.

"To answer your question, yeah we've facetimed a few times and texted a lot."

"Oooo phone sex," pj giggles, "kinky."

You just flick pj in the head and begin applying your lipgloss.

Josie picks up one of the snapbacks from the floor and launches it at pjs head and instead misses and knocks over the mirror.

"Dude what the fuck." Pj hisses, standing up to go over to josies closet door to look at her outfit in the full length mirror, posing and checking herself out.

"Seriously though, when are you going to make a move?" Josie asks, backing away from pj and going to sit on the bed.

You look at her with a confused expression, "what do you mean, we're just friends."

Josie cocks her eyebrow and smirks, "please, you've been in love with her since 5th grade, you know it, I know it, pj knows it, pretty much everyone in a 10 mile radius can see it, except for hazel herself since she's an oblivious dork, but that's besides the point."

You go to answer but pj comes back over and sits back down next to you and you take the opportunity to escape and use the bathroom.

You take your time in there staring into the glass, turning your body around, checking that your hair is straight, your makeup looks good in natural lighting, oh and that your cleavage is poking through your tank top just enough, for no particular reason other than looking hot for yourself (well, that's what you told yourself anyways).

As you open the bathroom door to return to josies bedroom you hear pj and josie whispering, and being as nosy as you are, you press your ear up against the door to listen to what they're saying.

"Shhh she's gonna hear you" josie hushes.

"Shut up no she's not, that bitch couldn't hear a rocket land if it landed on the roof."

"How much did you say you wanna bet again?"

"50 bucks. If by the end of the school year they haven't fucked, I owe you 50 bucks, but if they have, you owe me 100."

"How the fuck does that work, why do I owe you double?"

"Because I'm fucking awesome... okay because I'm broke as hell and am gonna need the contribution for my homecoming dress so I can look sexy for brittany, duh."

"Yeah yeah whatever, its a deal, I think she's coming."

You once again roll your eyes at how pathetic they are. You swear to god that if you spent any more time with them than you already do, your eyes would permanently be fixed in the back of your head.

"Hey guys, you ready to go it's almost 8," you suggest as you open the door, "josie, what the hell do you think you're wearing?!"

"What do you mean?" She looks down confused at her spiritual playboy shirt, 5 carabiners hooked onto her pants' belt loops and her arm sling on her right arm.

"You look like dyke throw-up," pj cackles, standing up from the desk and following you both out of the bedroom door.

Josie looks back at pj as you're all walking down the stairs, "pj you can't say anything, look at you, you've got suspenders over your nipples like a goddamn freak."

Pj flips her off from behind her head and you can't help but giggle as you follow them out to the car and hop in the backseat.

"How'd you break your arm again josie?" You lean forward and ask as josie turns the keys and reverses out of her driveway.

"She flunked out of anti horny camp and fell out of her bunk rubbing one out," pj replies casually, looking down at her phone that displays brittanys Instagram posts from the summer, "fuck, she got even hotter over summer, how's that even possible?"

"Is isabel in any of the photos?" Josie questioned desperately, sneaking a peak down at pjs phone as she pulls up to a red light.

"God you're both pathetic."

You finally arrive to the fair, granted you're 20 minutes late because josie circled the parking lot at least 10 times as pj yelled at her to just fucking park, but josie wanted to make sure she could find a big enough spot.

You hand over your tickets and walk in, they're both muttering about something or other but you're not really listening, you're just scanning for hazel until you feel a tap on your shoulder and nearly jump out of your skin.

"Hey guys," hazel smiles, bringing you in for a hug, "long time no see, wait.. pj, josie, you never come to the fair?"

You point over at isabel and brittany standing a few feet away, where they had been gawking at them for the past 5 minutes.

"Ah, I see," She nods, I haven't seen you In ages I've missed you."

"Yeah.. me too," you blush, looking down at your shoes.

"Oh shit what happened to josies arm?"

"Masterbating."

"What, is her vagina made out of concrete or something?"

"No what? Hazel, she fell out of her bunk," pj scoffs.

"Can everyone please stop talking about my vagina?" Josie interjects.

"Soo hazel, what's this I hear about you volunteering at a slop farm?" Pj questions.

"The national meat association? Yeah it was good," hazel replies, "so did you guys get up to anything crazy over summer?"

"Yeah we killed this girl at camp for snitching on josie, got arrested, taken to Juvie and spent the rest of summer there, nearly died but they let us go when we told them that we're dykes and called them homophobic," pj explains sarcastically.

"What?! Are you guys okay?"

Josie facepalms.

You were about to explain that pj was being sarcastic when you hear cheering and you all look over to see Jeff appearing with the rest of the football team.

You all exchange disgusted looks and then pj notices that isabel and brittany are walking in your direction.

She snatches your corndog out of your hand and hands it to josie and then takes hazels cotton candy and hands her a wad full of tickets. Her and josie anxiously keep swapping the corndog and cotton candy mumbling to eachother until isabel and brittany are standing right infront of you all.

Josie drops her corndog, well actually YOUR corndog and kicks it away in hopes of isabel not noticing but both isabel and brittany look down and watch her do it, then look back up at her and raise their eyebrows.

"Hey can I uh, get my cotton candy back?" Hazel asks as she reaches forwards towards pj to grab it, but instead is hit in the head with it by pj who just ignores her and takes a bite out of it.

You look at hazel and shrug your shoulders, jerking your head to turn her attention back to the disaster of a conversation going on between the four of them.

"Oh hey, didn't see you there," brittany says to you poking her head round to look at you, "how's your summer been?"

"Yeah it's been good," you reply, "looking forward to cheering again though I've really missed it, what about you guys?"

"Yeah, I've been practicing all summer I'm really looking forward to getting back into it!" Isabel smiles, stepping forward.

The conversation goes on for a painful amount of time, every second making you want to gouge your eyeball out with a fork as you just make ridiculous faces at hazel, who just looks back at you the same way before giggling.

You went to follow pj and josie out to josies car when hazel quickly follows, "I can drive you home if you want, your on the way and I doubt you want to listen to another second of them babbling on about isabel and brittany."

"Yeah that would actually be great, thank you."

"No trouble at all," She says, "plus, it's an excuse to speak to you, we haven't had much of a chance to talk tonight."

She pulls out her car keys and unlocks her car, of course its a range rover. Her mom gave it to her as a pity gift when her dad left which obviously didn't fix the issue but hazel didn't complain and just accepted the car, even though she wasn't old enough to drive at the time, which her mom forgot because she barely pays any attention to her own daughter.

The drive is only 5 minutes long, since you live so close, so you don't get long to chat, but she tells you all about the meat association and the cool tshirt she got to wear, even showing you a photo when she pulls up on your driveway.

You lean over and give her a hug, "see you at school tomorrow?"

"Wouldn't miss it," She grins, "meet me outside to walk in together?"

"Wouldn't miss it."

Once you had kicked off your shoes and lazily removed your makeup, you got changed and plopped onto your bed.

Tonight was so chaotic yet for some reason you weren't thinking about pj and josies funny attempt at flirting or how they had made complete asses out of themselves, only about the drive home with hazel, how her hair blew in the wind, framing her face perfectly, how her hand gripped the steering wheel as she reversed out of the parking lot and how her eyes practically lit up when she was talking to you about her voluntary work over the summer.

You try to sleep but instead you lay awake for hours staring at your ceiling thinking about it. You simply cannot get her out of your head.

Huh. Maybe, just maybe, you did like hazel callahan? No. Surely not. Unless...

[pumpkinsy0]

I’m not sure if America does this much, but from where I am, a grade is able to travel to a different country for around a week or two for educational purposes (e.g Italy, France, Etc.) So,,, any Papercut Hcs for that? (Taken that they were able to make up the money for that, maybe Pony took up extra jobs to earn the money.)

ik what ur talking about!!! i dont think its common for a WHOLE GRADE to do it, but ik wym!!!!

OK SO

•lets say they’re traveling to france (ewwww🙄🙄 but trust me, makes sense later), their language class was french and they were like “man y dont we all travel to france to test out skills n have fun”

•gonna b frank w u, pony, curly, and their families were hesitant on it, MOSTLY bc of money restraints but when it comes to pony, its bc he just never traveled out the country before, let alone all by himself

• curly rlly has no aspirations to travel anywhere but then he realized that if pony left, he would b bored out his mind cayse who else can he annoy as well as he does w pony??? so he was on board!!

•look, getting that money was a hard time for all, tim and curly did more jobs, darry and soda worked their asses off and so did pony, but at the end of the day, they did it (also some of it was covered for everyone bc of some soc’s rich ass dad)🙏🏽🙏🏽

•when the packed, they damn near packed everything they had bc they just dont have much, it was like they were going away forever😭

•look, curly (and angela, shes here too!!! :3) r haitian immigrants, they knowwwww french bc they HAD to learn it in haiti to get through the education system, hell theyre probably one of the few ppl who even know it fluently out this whole grade, everyone else was lowkey bullshittin

•curlys basically ponys translator for everything, and curly WILL use it to his advantage, ponys always smarter than him but HERE??? HEEEE has the upper hand, plus, this means pony being clingy

•but his french was a lil rusty bc he wouldnt rlly speak it a lot, even in class he wouldnt rlly speak

•pony had this “introduction to french” book darry gave him bc darry can actually speak french bc of the class!!!

•curly and angela CANNOOTTT see the eiffel tower as being romantic btw, that shit was built w haitian money they hate france man (YES, im airing out some of my grievances i hate france dude🙄🙄), if pony mentioned the tower near curly he’d roll his eyes, ALSO BC HE FOUND IT TO B CORNY

•curly and pony keep getting lost dude, its like hell on earth, YES, france is walkable, but that probably just makes it worse for them bc theyre walking far in the wrong way😭

•u can def tell theyre american tourist, but i dont think curly would care, ponys trying to keep a low profile tho

•i dont think they rlly, like french food that much, not even that it taste bad or anything just not their cup of tea, honestly

•if i remember right, france has a problem w pick pocketers and i PROMISE u that wouldnt slide w either of em, they WILL fight u over it😭

•angela was excited to try the macarons!!! honestly like top thing she liked there probably, maybe she also flirted w some guys in french, got some perfume, she treated it like a vacation more than like something educational, she knew french already this was USELESS to her

•pony loved the museums, and wouldve liked it MORE if curly didnt RUSH him all the time bc he was bored, curlys the kind of guy to only go to museums for the gift shop and tbh??? so real

•they were able ti get a room together at a hotel thankfully, and half the time in it was NOT spent sleeping, it was spent w curly making stupid jokes and pony laughing so they were tired in the morning

•let them have some souvenirs, they deserve it!!!pony tried to get something each for the gang, curly got something STUPID for tim, angela got a cute gift for herself

•pony promised to take pics while he was there and he did, but some of the pics had curly being a dumbass in it🙄🙄

anyways i went through this whole post without making a kanye west joke, im truly growing to b more mature

[ninja-knox-ur-sox-off]

I don't look for season 5 criticism (cause I get sad when I see it and take it too personal) (that sounds bad, I'm purposely looking at your liveblog knowing it will have criticism, I dont feel bad here cause I'm ready). But of the negativity I've seen, which again I don't look for, no one has ever mentioned sound design as an issue. Sandy sounded like sandy, macaque like macaque. Not saying it's just you, but it is the first time I've seen that criticism

Ayo that's fair! I get what ya sayin o7 ngl I don't really go lookin for critical stuff either, and i do try my best not to focus too much on my own negativity cause i don't like being super negative it is stresssFUL (though there is definitely gonna be salt in my reaction posts sadly cause i'm still processing and mourning the loss of FB :') ) but you definitely end up seeing it around regardless of whether you look for it or not. It does tend help when people preface it with "hey guys i'ma be a little negative here." seeing it out of nowhere can really feel like a slap to the face. (i'm glad my posts are manageable for you) ur doing great dude <3

Honestly I think it might just be a me thing. I was informed the sound mixing studios changed so I'm currently crediting the off-sounds to that. But i spend like a lot of time listening to the sound effects in monkie kid while I make my amvs since i don't just mute the sound. I use the impacts and sound effects as part of the beat of the songs for most of my amvs. I even end up timing the rhythm of the voices to match the music cause I can hear when it clashes or when its off. I've spent hours and hours and hours and hours listening to voice clips and getting familiar with tone and beat and delivery and cadence of the voice actors so when things sound even a little off, I think for me it sounds REALLY off, even if its not noticeable for other people.

leave it to me to end up noticing something literally no one else cares about WHEEZE gotta admit that's comedy right there CACKLES. thanks for the ask dude! i hope you have a good day <3

[brutalitybunny]

foe the character ask game: 2, 3, and/or 14 + the Gay Dragon Dads™️

YYAAAAAAY thank you.

2; favorite canon thing about them

for datz OH GOD DO I JUST PICK ONE...? i just love Him okay ?!?! but i think the way he gets so serious and takes the revolution SO SERIOUSLY is so fucking cool...and adds so much depth to his character. the way he's such a joke dumbass character but when phoenix presses him, datz's psyche locks are about how much he loves the defiant dragons and would never abandon them...im sick!!!

for dhurke it has to be how he's a fucking loserNo sorry help. but the way he's so like cool macho dad and then when apollo is Not Having it, dhurke's just like .... ah. scratches cheek bashfully. it's adorable. and i love that apollo doesnt instantly give him dad status back ok. it's a little awkward and clumsy and he's great and theyre great. Or i guess you can say my favorite thing abt him is his clumsy masculinity...it's like almost toxic. his "boys dont cry" his "men just love to fight and drink" like it's adorable to me

my favorite canon thing abt them together is Dhurke! You're a sight for sore eyes! I knew you'd come save me!

3; least favorite canon thing about them

this one is so harder ok. WELL. i guess my least favorite thing about datz is. dude i literally don't know. there isnt anything. He's Everything. i like that he spent like a day of a trial trying to pin a murder on maya (on accident okay he didnt mean itttt) i like that he throws firecrackers at children i like that he's a fucking wreck who keeps making things harder for everyone. i love him. what's his fucking problem

for dhurke it's him saying that amara is the only person he loved Like are you crazy for real PLEASEEEE. IM NOT SAYING HE CANT LOVE AMARA BUT ITS LIKE. HEY. HUH? YOU RAISED KIDS WITH DATZ AND YOU IGNORE HIM

my least favorite thing about them both is THEYRE NOT ACTUALLY EVEN CANON. BTW. LET'S REMEMBER THIS. BECAUSE I FEEL LIKE SOMETIMES WE FORGET. NOOO. CAPCOM DIDNT EVEN BOTHER MAKING THEM CANON FOR REAL. EVEN IF THEY RAISED KIDS TOGETHE

14; assign an aesthetic to this character

oh okay. according to my pinterest datz gets Gear fetishism and im trying again

datz should be a crust punk and dhurke should be. dhurke should be. Wait. duh. Parrothead. he's in margaritaville. he's on island time. it's 5 oclock somewhere. ok?

[jackhughesily]

moving to jersey

illicit affairs au

based on illicit affairs by taylor swift

pairing: sadie mercer x jack hughes

warnings: swearing, covid-19

summary: sadie and dawson move into new jersey and sadie begins school and her season and meets a certain duo.

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moving from canada to the united states was it’s own culture shock, but moving from the small hometown of carbonear, newfoundland to hoboken, new jersey?? a whole new ball game. sadie mercer knew what she was getting herself into moving into a city in another country, and she was so grateful she wasn’t alone, and had her brother, dawson, to rely on when they’re so far away from their family. a 33 hour car ride to be exact, and dawson would keep reminding her as they waited for their uber to take them from the newark airport to their hotel in hoboken. 

“what if i dont make the roster, sade? i can’t just leave you in new jersey and go back to the q.” sadie frowned.

“dawson, you are literally an amazing hockey player. and the devils would be stupid to not put you straight on their roster.” dawson smiled gently at his younger sister.

“you’re always so optimistic.” sadie rolled her eyes and went back to scrolling through her instagram feed.

soon enough the uber pulled up to the airport and the pair hopped in. the 25 minute ride over to their hotel was spent in comfortable silence, but sadie knew her brother was stressing. after all, their entire plan in new jersey was based on dawson making the roster so they could live together since sadie was attending rutgers university. of course they knew that there was a chance that wouldn’t happen, but they were hoping and praying dawson would make it through camp and onto the roster. 

the uber dropped them off at their hotel, and they headed in to get to their room. their apartment lease wasn’t going to start until september 1st, but since that was the same day she was starting classes, they were in new jersey a week in advance. the 2 bed hotel room looked comfortable with a gorgeous view, and the two instantly laid back onto the beds with no want to plan to unpack anything. dawson only had a duffel bag and a backpack, while sadie had a suitcase and her school backpack. the rest of their stuff is supposed to be mailed in when they move into the apartment.

“dude i’m so hungry, those pretzels on the plan were shit.” dawson complained.

“i think there’s a dunkin like two blocks down, or we could go out to eat but i don’t know what’s open at 10pm.” dawson groaned and looked over at his sister,

“dunkin it is.” sadie lightly laughed at her brother’s dramatics, but she was starving as well so she slipped her birkenstocks back on and grabbed one of the keycards. 

it felt so surreal to walk through the city, even if it was 3 blocks to a dunkin donuts, it was so drastically different to their canadian small town. when the siblings arrived at their lovely destination, they were happy to see that the dunkin was in fact still open, even at 10:23pm. 

dawson got an iced tea with a panini and a boston creme donut, while sadie got herself a refresher, a bagel, and a small munchkin box. 

the siblings sat at one of the tables towards the corner of the store and instantly started eating. after about 10 minutes of silence and eating, dawson got up to throw away his trash and sadie followed. 

the pair walked down the street peacefully and enjoyed the late august breeze. sadie snapped a picture of the roads and sent it to the ‘mercer sibling groupchat’ on snapchat.

jessica was the first to open the snap and quickly responded with a picture of herself in her bed holding a thumbs down. sadie felt bad that she was leaving her sister all alone at home for her sophomore year of high school, but she was happy she got to send jess off for her freshman year since sadie was taking her classes online. riley opened it about 2 minutes later and sent back some funny filter, causing all 4 siblings to start sending funny photos. 

once sadie and dawson got back to their hotel, dawson decided to take a shower first, leaving sadie to have to unpack atleast some of her things. about 10 minutes later, dawson came out of the bathroom with a pair of shorts and t-shirt on and began rummaging through his poorly packed bag for his toothbrush. sadie on the other hand, took this as her opportunity to take the bathroom over and grabbed her toiletry bag with her pjs and ran in. 

“i wasn’t done in there!” dawson yelled through the now closed and locked bathroom door. 

“i can’t hear you! i’m showering!” sadie yelled back as she twisted the shower knobs and got in. 

once sadie was finally done with her shower, brushed her hair and her teeth, and did her extensive skincare routine, she opened the door and smiled at her brother as she passed his bed. 

“finally..” he groaned and got up, with his found toothbrush in hand. 

 for the next couple days, sadie and dawson spent their days out in hoboken and newark to get used to the city. dawson, of course, couldn't let the week be a full rest week and started attending a gym nearby, and occasionally dragging sadie with him, resulting in being forced to make tiktoks with her as payment.

soon enough, september 1st rolled around and sadie was beginning her classes and preparation for preseason which was starting the following monday. her schedule was set up nicely by one of the athletic’s guidance counselors, so she only had class once on monday and wednesday, twice on tuesday and thursday. luckily, they were also all at or after 11am. sadie also was lucky to have some classes with some of her teammates so it was easier for her to become friends with them.

liza ryndych and sofia maksimova were also rookies this year, but they were freshmen. sadie, liza, and sofia became a trio during practice as they all were fly/free strokes, and that translated to outside of the pool.

the beginning of september blew by and devils camp was approaching sooner and sooner. sadie was happy to make friends and be in new jersey living out her dream, but each time she came home to her and her brother’s hotel room, the idea of dawson not making roster became more and more prominent. 

it was september 20th, only two days before camp was to start and sadie only had her elective class at 1:30pm. sadie was running late to practice this morning, so she didn’t get the chance to grab herself breakfast. once practice finished at the aquatic center, sadie was starving. on her way back, her and her ‘big’ sofia chichaikina decide to stop by one of the delis in hoboken.

sofia parks her car a little farther up the street from the deli since all the parking spaces right in front of the small shop were taken.

the girls begin to cross the street after the walk sign lights up and make casual small talk about how much practice drained them that morning, until sadie hears a loud boy-ish scream and someone yells out,

"watch out!" causing sadie to stop dead in her tracks in the middle of the street to face the noise. thankfully, sofia had some common sense in her and pulls sadie out from the middle of the road as two boys speed past them on electric scooters yelling out a quick apology.

"assholes!" sofia yells out at them and flips them off.

"are you crazy?? why would you stop in the middle of the street!" she lectured as they walked on the sidewalk.

the two boys park their scooters in front of the deli and jog over to the two girls about to enter.

"hey, we're so sorry about uh.. you know... almost running you guys over.." the slightly taller boy stammers out.

"yeah, just because you're on a scooter, doesn't mean you don't follow basic traffic laws." sofia bit back at him before going on a rant about how their stupidity put not only sadie and sofia's lives in danger but also their own.

sadie took sofia's rant as an opportunity to examine both of the boys. the stuttering boy who almost ran over sadie had longer hair, blue eyes, and a growing in mustache-beard combination. he was wearing a grey nike t-shirt with a pair of basic athletic shorts.

the other boy, who had yelled in the first place for sadie to watch out, was about the same height as his friend. he had long brown hair- lighter than his friends, coming out from under his baseball cap and curling upwards at the ends. he also had blue eyes, but his seemed softer to sadie. he was also wearing a t-shirt and athletic shorts, but the simple outfit still made sadie swoon a little.

"we're really sorry about almost running you guys over with our scooters. it was irresponsible on our ends, we should've watched where we were going." he interrupted and then nudged his friend.

"yeah, we're really sorry. uh, i'll be sure to make sure i'm following traffic patterns next time." sadie looked up at the two boys and sofia rolled her eyes.

"it's okay, sometimes it happens.. i guess. but, thanks for the heads up atleast." the boys nodded back at her, so the girls decided to take that as their que to exit that awkward conversation and finally get their breakfast.

"wait! let us pay for your breakfast, it's the least we could do." the girls looked at eachother, and then back at them.

"sure." they responded. i mean, what college students would pass up free breakfast?

the two girls got on line while the boys went to grab drinks from the fridge. sadie watched them as the one in the hat took out a raspberry snapple and held it up while looking at her, she smiled at him and nodded her head.

"you like him, don't you?" sofia said to her, snapping sadie out of her thoughts.

"what do you mean? i just met him. i don't even know his name or anything. he doesn't know mine." she rambled until sofia smacked her, gently, so she'd realize the boys were back.

"here's your drink, you like snapple?" sadie looked up at him, smiled, and almost got lost in his eyes before she responded,

"oh yeah, one of my favorites." he smiled back at her and sadie thought she was going to melt away in the middle of a deli.

"i'm jack, by the way, my friends ty. he's the one who uh, you know.."

"oh! yeah. i'm sadie, and this is sofia."

soon enough, they finally got to the the front of the line and ordered their breakfast sandwiches. the girls had planned to just eat theirs on the way back to school, but the boys insisted they ate together at one of the tables outside. they had just a simple conversation, mostly the girls talking about school and swim, until sadie realized they've been talking for 15 minutes and they know nothing about the boys.

"wait so do you guys go to school around here too?" the boys glanced at eachother, trying to see how they wanted to play this,

"we actually play hockey." ty revealed quietly, and jack looked over at him like he just told the girls the biggest secret in the world.

"i didn't know rutgers had a hockey team." sadie nodded in agreement to sofia.

"so you guys live around here?" jack changed the subject 'smoothly'.

the group continued to talk until it was time for sofia to leave for one of her classes. the girls were driving over to the new brunswick campus when sadie suddenly put her phone down,

"fi, we didn't get their numbers. or like anything about them other than their names." sofia rolled her eyes,

"i knew you liked one of them, it's okay maybe we'll run into those boys again. hopefully not in a moving vehicle."

little did sadie know, she would run into those boys again, but not where she expected it..

AN: ahhhhhhhh i know this took absolutely forever to come out, and honestly i had the idea in my head but i just wasn't sure of the perfect way to execute it. this'll be the background leading up to the beginning of the song, illicit affairs by my bae taylor swift. let me know what you think about this and any requests!!

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[specter-writes]

Do you do yandere stuff? 👀 and if so could I request y!hunter general hcs or perhaps yandere alphabet

*gasp* a request!!! these are welcome and encouraged actually

so here have some y!hunter for youe trouble

Warning: possessive/obsessive/manipulative behavior, mentions of killing and blood, mentions of kidnapping, swearing

PSA: Hey dont be creepy don't stalk people and dont do crimes, even youre gay

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Affection: How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?

Good fucking luck, bestie. I hope you like being touched because if you don't you might have a rough time with this dude. He wants to always have a hand on you. 25 hours a day, 8 days a week. Usually it's wholesome and fluffy, but if he's feeling particularly jealous, have fun having your bones crushed in insanely tight hugs.

Blood: How messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling?

He rather not kill anyone. Only as a last resort. He might do some light torture if they've done anything to particularly upset him though.

Cruelty: How would they treat their darling once abducted? Would they mock them?

Why would he mock someone he loves? That doesn't make any sense. He took you to keep you safe, not to cause you harm! He practically worships the ground you walk on. I hope you're ready to be a God.

Darling: Aside from abduction, would they do anything against their darling's will?

Physical touch. Also, he likes to be in control specifically of what you wear. He's not too controlling in other aspects, he just loves the idea of dressing you up. He spent a while observing you while you were just friends though, so he'd like to think that he knows how to pick things you'd like.

Exposed: How much of their heart do they bare to their darling? How vulnerable are they when it comes to their darling?

He wears his heart on his sleeve and he hopes soon you'll do the same for him. He tells you things he doesn't think he's told anyone before. To some degree, it's to get you to feel bad for him, but for the most part, he just wants desperately to trust you and to be trusted.

Fight: How would they feel if their darling fought back?

He'd be really upset. Not necessarily at you, but sort of in a general sadness and frustration with circumstance kind of way. He wants to love you but you keep rejecting him.

Game: Is this a game to them? How much would they enjoy watching their darling try to escape?

The safety of his loved ones is no game, thank you very much. In a sick, twisted way, he does derive a little enjoyment from knowing there's nothing you can do to get away from him. But mostly it makes him sad. Why would you want to escape? He's treated you so well! 

Hell: What would be their darling's worst experience with them?

His favorite punishment is isolation, because he can't bare to bring physical harm to you. He kept you locked away for upwards of 3 weeks once, after you not only repeatedly rejected him, but also let out strings of verbal abuse and said, "I should have stayed with my ex.* To keep sane you eventually come crawling back to him.

Ideals: What kind of future do they have in mind for/with their darling?

He just wants to be domestic and intimate. Carve his palisiman and come home to his loving spouse who will support him. He really just wants your future to involve him.

Jealousy: Do they get jealous? Do they lash out or find a way to cope?

He gets jealous very easily, but like I mentioned, would rather not kill anyone. He does cling onto you more and do the Arthur fist thing. He might break some sticks or something he gets back from wherever he was. After years of being the emotionless golden guard, he has figured out how to regulate himself. TL;DR: he's ODing on copium.

Kisses: How do they act around or with their darling?

He's desperate to be loved by people, but especially you. He'd do anything to get you to say you love him. And I do mean anything. He's gotten really good and enduring all kinds of abuse, and what's a little pain if he's also getting praised by someone as perfect as you? He's physically very clingy and affectionate. As long as you don't piss him off too badly, he's not very dangerous, only obsessive. He also loves to go on walks and sometimes he finds cool stuff on the ground and just brings it to you. He will be crushed if you do not accept his offering of the cool rock.

Love letters: How would they go about courting or approaching their darling?

He met you back in his days with the emperors coven. As soon as he saw you, he knew he had to get your attention. So what did he have? He had status and authority. Would those things impress you? Or would you want something more down to earth? He couldn't tell. So, he needed to watch and wait, so he could know.

Mask: Are their true colors drastically different from the way they act around everyone else?

Not really. In fact, his shift from morally fine, albeit sort of weird crush, to insane obsession was so gradual and slow that no one noticed.

Naughty: How would they punish their darling?

Isolation, as stated above.

Oppression: How many rights would they take away from their darling?

He's actually pretty lenient and relaxed. When you're first taken, you're not allowed outside without him, pretty standard for a yandere, but as you gain more trust and prove you won't leave him, he lets you go out alone more and more. The only thing he stays firm on is how he loves to dress you. He's passionate about fashion and passionate about you. The rush of dopamine he gets from seeing you in something he sewed is unmatched. He does still always keep tabs on you though.

Patience: How patient are they with their darling?

Very much so. He understands it would be a rough transition period to say the least. You love him, he's sure, soon you'll realize. Until then, he's willing to wait.

Quit: If their darling dies, leaves, or successfully escapes, would they ever be able to move on?

You're his everything. His world. He feels like less of a person without you. If you escaped or left some other way, he'd spend his whole life searching for you. If you died, he'd never get over it. He'd try to convince himself you're still out there. Maybe he'd even try to resurrect you. After all, it worked on him.

Regret: Would they ever feel guilty about abducting their darling? Would they ever let their darling go?

He honestly sees it as a matter of safety. You're safer with him, and therefore better off. It was necessary, and he doesn't regret it.

Stigma: What brought about this side of them (childhood, curiosity, etc)?

Growing up around abuse/being abused definitely caused some issues that led to this. Identity issues and insecurities that come from being essentially a clone also play a huge role.

Tears: How do they feel about seeing their darling scream, cry, and/or isolate themselves?

He despises it. He refuses to acknowledge that he could've caused this, and he just wraps you up in a tight hug and whispers sweet nothings to you about how it's alright and how he loves you.

Unique: Would they do anything different from the classic yandere?

He's a lot more relaxed. He lets you do almost anything in an attempt to gain your favor, just as long as you don't leave.

Vice: What weakness can their darling exploit in order to escape?

His need to be assured and loved by you. If you're the one enacted physical contact, he'll just melt. You tell him you love him while you cuddle on the couch? He doesn't care what you're asking for, if getting it can get him this, he will get it for you, no matter the cost. And God forbid you get him a cool rock back or infodump about your hobby or just flap your arms around in excitement. He understands that perfectly, he knows what that means and he will melt into a puddle on the floor.

Wit's end: Would they ever hurt their darling?

Maybe, but you'd have to push him way past his breaking point. He's trying to make you like him, not afraid of him.

Xoanon: How much would they revere or worship their darling? To what length would they go to win their darling over?

I've basically answered this, but he is Obsessed with a capital O. He reveres you almost like a deity of some kind. He'd doing anything to please you.

Yearn: How long do they pine after their darling before they snap?

A year and a half. He's a patient guy, he wanted to have everything ready and perfect for you.

Zenith: Would they ever break their darling?

Not intentionally. The isolation might fuck with your mind though. He thinks dependency is a show of love and he wants as many shows of love as he can get. Your happiness is, however, important to him and he tries his hardest to be as gentle as humanly possible.

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General Headcanons

-he definitely opts far away from physical abuse. He just thinks it's icky, people who love each other shouldn't hit each other, and obviously the two of you love each other.

-he's surprisingly supportive of your hobbies. While he loves and thrives on having your full attention, he also wants to be able to sit in silence and just relish in each other's presence while also doing something else.

-y!Hunter is especially obsessed with your hands. He loves them so much. They're beautiful to him. He wants to just hold them forever and ever.

-he really loves making you things and info-dumping about his special interests (right now it's wolves and color theory, weirdly enough)

-he is such attentive listener. Got a story? He wants all the details. Want to talk about the cool fun fact you learned the other day? He'll hang off every word. And god forbid you're into the same things as him. He will. talk and listen to you talk for hours and hours about it

-y'all know Eskimo kisses? He loves those so much. It feels so intimate to him. He just loves it.

[sunny6677]

Ramble about my day today + Photos

FACE REVEAL BELOW IF YA DONT WANNA SEE, KINDA VENTY AT SOME PARTS

Morning was about the same, but it looked pretty as always. Cloudy sky's, humid air, the sound of crickets. I saw my friends cat outside her house this morning so I pet him again and even took a video of him I posted a while ago. I ended up taking the bus like usual, listened to some music on the way, took some photos, and when I got to school, I just ended up having Gatorade again for breakfast as my friends talked and also complimented my new haircut./lh

(One of them said I looked like a Victorian woman lol)

(New haircut—)

Psychology came once again. I got kinda scolded for having my headphones on without realizing, but it's fine kdndnsn. I didn't have a dream last night, so I fortunately had nothing to write down for my assignment regarding my dreams this day. We ended up just having some light hearted banter though, and were told to write about something we like and why. So.. I ended up writing a (technically) two page essay about spooky month that I finished in like fifteen minutes. And then just spent the rest of the time playing roblox on my phone during advisory because the site I use to work on Geometry stuff was being laggy.

Spanish came around after—and we didn't get much done, but we kinda just went over the stuff we're gonna be doing to help us learn for the subject itself and weren't able to go over a story in Spanish our teacher was gonna read us. I also said hi to my Geometry teacher during the beginning period of second period, and my Spanish teacher complimented my haircut./lh

Chemistry came around, and not a lot happened aside from filling out a bunch of notes and cutting out stuff we're apparently gonna use later. But it was fun since I was able to listen in on some funny conversation, and also one of my friends only just now noticed my spooky month hoodie./lh

Technology came around. We're supposed to be coming up with concepts for an animation movie, so I wrote a concept for an animated movie where the main character is a sassy sarcastic easily anxious female cashier who gets isekai'd into a stereotypical fantasy world (the cashier is inspired by Kevin kdndndn). I finished rather quickly, so I spent the rest of the time working on the Hot To Go comic.

Didn't do much for lunch, aside from play roblox and eat some chips while my friends talked. They were saying some pretty bad stuff though like usual, so I kinda tuned em out. I know they're just teens like me and act all edgy and will one day learn their lesson, but Jesus fucking christ it's really hard to remember that sometimes. The only reason I haven't said anything about it is because I'm scared of what they might do to me if they don't take my concerns that well.

English came around—we read our books for a little while, and ended up playing a somewhat stressful but rather fun game where we have to circle a bunch of tiny/giant numbers on a paper in order. And my team ended up being the winning one. We weren't able to read the book we're supposed to be reading cuz of how long the game went on for tho.

Theater also came around—where we were all grouped up into four, and because my table had six, I split up to a different table with this guy, his partner, and some random dude. The assignment was to do our skit, and our prompt was someone being pulled over by a British journalist (changed to a cop for our skit). We weren't given enough time to prepare so we had to improv, and I was the British oddly gruff uncomfortable police officer who basically interrogated this guy as his cat just wondered around the car. We played 'Freeze' during the last minutes of class, and I got to change the three 3 times—with the scene changes being me as a arrogant classist person accusing someone of not being good enough for their daughter, a Disney channel bully, and an eldritch crab entity that growled and chased people around. The random dude I partnered up with said I was just too good for everyone since they kept kicking me out like a few seconds in and seemed to find me funny.

Geometry was kinda boring as per usual—with me just working on different Geometry stuff online as my teacher sort of bothered other people in an attempt to be friendly and ended up just arguing with some random student because he accused him of 'doing nothing all day'. And he also started getting really political for some reason. And going on about how much he loves America.

The last period was World History, where I joked around with one of my friends and finished an assignment I was working on with him. Then we filled in some notes about what we learnt so far, but we didn't have much time left, so we're just gonna be working on them tomorrow.

..today was kinda meh.

Photos I took today:

[sir-arlieosaurus-lung-struggler]

the holidays are always really fucking weird, i dont like many of them but specifically December is just- ew

Anyway ill just thro my mini pitty party real quick:

These song explains how I feel about christmas time *perfectly*

Have yourself a Merry Little Christmas by mother mother (christmas playlist)

From heres basically a trauma dump about being in the hospital, but i typically talk about this in a tone more like "oh yea! i nearly died lmao"

When i was like, just turning 6 I had 💫pneumonia💫 & needed to go to the 💫hospital💫. So I spent like, 12/11-31/15 in the hospital. along the way i had these treats happen (not really in order, 💜=story from family member, ❤=i actually remember this)

💜being diagnosed by my sisters 16 yo boyfriend by looking at my gums, whereas medical staff took 4 days

❤Some mcdonalds, cool auntys banana bread, jello & making popin cookin sets w/ my older sister

💜a 5 day medically induced coma

lung surgery therefor cool fuckin scars on my back (WHICH I CANT FUCKING SHOW ANYONE CAUSE I WAS CURSED W/ TITS AND 2/3 ARE UNDER MY BRA)

💜waking up from said coma periodically only to say "im scared" w/ my mom trying to comfort me but i had ear shit going on

💜Finnaly actually woke up, yelled "IM DEAD", which is reportadly the scariest shit my dad has ever heard, my mom asks if i hurt, i say yes, she like "ur not dead honey" again i was 6 & in & out of a coma 😂 (idk why but I've always found that story funny)

💜my parents being thretened w/ truancy by my dumbass school

❤Christmas, I had *2* mini christmas trees in my hospital room 💅 1 was cool but my cool uncle & aunty got me a pink 1 which I still have to this day as a lamp

💜only trusting 1 of my doctors cause he looked like my grandfather who'd been deceased for 2years at that point

❤💜going on walks around the kids floor in a wheelchair & stealing a little gingerbread beanie baby ornament but they didnt care so they just let me keep it & i still have it somehwere.

💜my mom met a lady who had a son who was a few months old & they didnt expect to live past a couple weeks but he *did* (more on that later)

💜had food in the cafeteria and i proceeded to rub the pizza i got *into my hair*. My response? "Its just cheese" my family and I quote that to this day lmao.

💜being reverted to a toddler for a good minute (someone asked my age i said i was 3, i was not) & needing to relearn walking, talking, the little bit of reading i knew & getting into a shower w/out being scared of being pulled down the drain

❤said dude who asked my age worked at the hospital cafeteria & we visited him after most of my appointments. miss u uncle (that was what he went by), wish u well. Dont know where he since covid cause the part of the building cafeteria was in was torn down.

❤and after all that later and i got releaced on new years eve :>

results:

From there forward i had a 20-30minute nebulizer to do every 4 hours (which my parents had to wake up at like 2am for a half hour for), 2 twice daily inhailers, 2 nasil sprays, "the tire" (tastes like shit and makes me feel anxious) (that isnt even all of it my mom counted 8 meds at one point) and i slowly dropped them year by year till they had me down to just rescue inhailer as needed & if my lungs r really shit for a min i go on the tire. (Tire=prednisolone but what 6 year old is remembering that name lol)

specialist appointments every week, then 2 weeks, then every month, 3 months, 6 months, now im at checkup every year and check in as needed

"Look whos inside again" by bo burnham is my life in a nutshell

To this day the smell of a consentrated area of hand sanatizer just has me stop in my tracks lol.

seeing a picture of tiny me on my parents facebook feed yearly of me unconscious in a hospital bed w/ tubes in mah face

couple of close friend i met post hospital (keep in mind i was like 7) didn't believe me so i ran around the playground cursing them the fuck out (never did get in trouble for that 😂) ((I still talk to 1 of them shes cool))

Idk where to put this but about that kid I was talking about before, I found out last year around this time he had just died- of 💫pneumonia💫. yea that fucked me up for a good minute, he was around 6 too which didn't help, I never even met the kid and I still had a weird form of survivors guilt.

Anyway have a merry fucking christmas i really dont get this holiday lol, treat yourself kindly, feel free to be the grinch you are and explain in detail why u hate the holidays u arent alone lol

[masonjarsmoments]

Top 5 tennis players

Top 5 animals

Top 5 memories

Top 5 Tennis Players:

There are some new faces on this list but they just robbed my hart in storm

1. Casper Ruud - home boy (when I got into Tennis for the first time in 2017/18 I scrolled down in the rankings until I found the first Norwegian and said you are coming home with me when I found Casper somewhere in the 140s and he was my favourite ever since) only player I've seen playing live and talked to so far

2. Andrea Petković - home girl and I don't care that she isn't active anymore because for me she is Tennis and the main reason I fell in love with this sport - she is an icon, one of the prettiest women I've ever seen and her way with words is everything. I love her both want to be her and be with her

3. Daniil Medvedev - definitely wouldn't have thought that when I first started watching tennis because I was a Stefanos girl back then and kinda disliked Daniil ?? Crazy I know. I love how different he is in so many ways his tennis persona is so unique smart and extraordinary and then he is just a nerdy dude that might look a but boring sometimes off court the perfect mix.

4. Aryna Sabalenka- I just want her to give me hug with her strong arms, smile at me and tell me that everything will be fine.

5. Andrey Rublev - I just want to hug him with my not strong arms smile at him and tell him that everything will be fine. He is sunshine and rain in one and even though I am a rainy day autumn girly myself for him i hope there's more sunshine than rain.

Top 5 animals:

1. Elephants - my first stuffy that i had and still cuddle today is an Elephant called Elefanti

2. Cats - I grew up with cats and they are just the best - really don't trust people who dont like cats

3. Kuhs (cows) - its a group chat thing but they are also just cute

4. Sheep/lambs - kinda random but look st them ?? Also I spend so much time at the north see there's no way around them (literally we were in the middle of a horde once and had to wait for an hour )

5. Penguins - just loyal and there was this gay penguin couple in our zoo and they were everything to me

Top 5 Memories (this was such a hard one)

1. My first ballet production I've danced in when I was 8 years old - it was just amazing (besides the costume I was a shellfish and was wearing a weird thing on my head) mostly because of the time that we spend together before and after our part (I was on stage for a total of 10 min) because we just were in one of the classrooms watching barbie movies and playing sing star.

2. First time I went to Lillehammer and saw Lysgårdsbakkene Hoppanlegg because she is beauty she is grace and Lily is home. Also every other time i went there especially Raw Air 2020 with my wonderful friends, Pero winning, Stephan podium, a wild Fannis that nearly killed us with his stares, inside jokes it was just a great time.

3. All the group chat road trips because I can't choose but here are some highlights: Ruhpolding, the cheesecake in Berchtesgaden, playing UNO in the car while waiting for the rain to stop, Picknicks in the sunset, cross country skiing, our raod trip Playlists, Ireland, watching les mis together in London from the first row.

4. Our school trip to Poland in 10th grade it was a tough one because it was all about remembering the Holocaust and we had to prepare presentations and there was a survivor who told us their story and we spent a whole week in Oświęcim working on a project and spend a lot of time in both camps for research. We learnt so much and it shaped us all it was a really impressive time and i am still so grateful that we got the chance to do this.

5. Spending time with my Aupair friends in Norway especially all the Sunday afternoons in espresso house, Kristiansand in winter (not to recommend but we made the best out of it) skiing together, our the voice evenings, evenings at the German Church, tacco kveld, 17.Mai and so on

[slayingstan]

Will you? Shuriri Fic.

Shuri's POV: 

Her and Riri had went to a bulls game 2 weeks ago, and she hasn't seen her since. Of course they called, and texted about all sort of tech related things. This was great, but she wanted to see her,  be around here, feel her. 

Ever since Riri left Wakanda and Shuri fixed her car, Shuri has formed a habit of doing things for her. Sending her doordash, paying her parking, and just venmo-ing her money. Shuri's love language has always been gift giving, she loved to go overboard.

Shuri felt her kimoyo beads buzz as she received a message, she prayed it was from Riri. Happily it was.

ironheart:  princesssss, whats up <3

black panther:  nothing much, stuck in the lab working on things

ironheart: like whatt?

black panther: a curse for cancer riri.

Shuri deadpanned through text.

ironheart: wait r u jk or nah?

black panther: im kidding riri im actually working on some mechanics 

ironheart: mechanics for whatt? i wanna know what ur doingg

black panther: its none of ur business <3 

Riri left her on read for a couple minutes. 

ironheart: sorry, some dickhead just spilled coffee on my tote bag. most of my stuff is fine but i think my ipad is going to be on the fritz after that :(

black panther: you made sure to back it up into icloud?

ironheart: yea, but i dont know what im going to do until i get it fixed. i hate using my laptop to design stuff

black panther: ill get you a new one, or i can fix it, or i can send you money to go fix it yourself. whatever u need i got you

ironheart: dude thats like 200 dollars, aint no wayyy

black panther: u calling me broke? 

Black Panther Has Sent You $400.

A notification popped up on Riri's phone from her venmo. 

black panther: oh alr

ironheart: wait u weren't joking about that? and you sent me 400, the repairs will be like 200. stop throwing your money at meee

black panther: get a new apple pencil, i remember you complaining about your old one acting funny. 

Riri's heart fluttered at Shuri's observantness and at the fact that she so easily spent money on her. 

ironheart: im gonna have to repay u somehow now

black panther: come see me, or i can go see you. thats payment enough

ironheart: a new mall just opened up here, we can go get something together

Black Panther Reacted to your message with: ❤️

Shuri felt like a fucking genius, and not because she was. She just found another way to see Riri, even though it involved her spending money. There was so sum of money that could compare to Riri's presence. 

"$400 really?" A voice said from across the lab. 

"What the fuck!" Shuri jumped in her lab chair. 

She heard a sinister chuckle that belonged to one of the most evil villains in existence, Okoye of the Dora Milaje. 

"Why are you in my lab?" Shuri shouted.

"When did you become a sugar daddy? Looks like we both have questions." Okoye responded.

"Sugar daddy? I'm simply helping a friend Okoye, stop making everything sound so bad." she responded as she rolled her eyes.

"Who's been paying for everything? Not the college student. But you can live in your delusions."  Okoye slid out of the room. 

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Riri's POV: 

Today was the day of her long awaited date. Did she recommend the mall because she knew Shuri would buy her things, Yes. Could this be a bad decision, Yes. Will she regret this, No. 

She wore a cute black bodycon dress with some white sneakers. She decorated her goddess braids with golden cuffs. She was waiting in front of her dormitory building. 

Suddenly a familiar black Lexus with tinted windows drove up and stopped in front of the building, she began to walk towards it. She watched as the princess stepped out of the front seat and walked around the car. She admired her outfit that was a brown leather suit that seemingly had no shirt under it, but it was buttoned high enough for that to not be an issue. 

"Hey!" Shuri opened her arms for a hug, and she received one.

"Long time no see, Princess." Riri rested her arms around Shuri's waist as she pulled away from the hug.

"I know right, it's been years at this point." Riri laughed at Shuri's exaggeration. She sat in the car as Shuri opened the door for her. 

Shuri sat in the driver's seat. Riri examined how slick the car was, she has never been inside this car.

"Griot, take us to the New shopping mall." Riri was shocked as the car began to drive itself.

"Is this safe?" She questioned. 

"Of course it is." Shuri leaned back in her seat.   ________________________________________________________________________________

Shuri's POV: 

They had just walked into the mall and they were wandering around a Forever 21. 

"This is so cute!" Riri pointed to a cropped sweater and then she looked at its price tag and her face dropped. 60 dollars. For this little sweater, no way.

"Whats wrong Ri?" Shuri noticed her face change. 

"Its 60 damn dollars, ain't no way I'm getting that." She put it back on the rack. 

"Thats ridiculous, we can head to another store." Shuri told her.

"Alright let me just try on these shirts." Riri left to the dressing room with a couple other things she grabbed. 

While Riri was gone trying things on, Shuri decided she was going to buy Riri come things she saw her put back, including that cropped sweater. She surprisingly finished checking out once Riri was done trying on clothes. 

"Alright let me check out and we can head off!" Riri said happily as Shuri followed her back to the checkout desk. 

Once everything finished scanning Riri pulled out her card and before she was about to swipe it, Shuri stopped her. 

"No need." Shuri quickly swiped her own card, it made a little ding noise as the purchase completed. 

"That was like 100 dollars worth of clothing! I could've bought it. " Riri lightly pushed Shuri as she grabbed the bags and walked out of the store. 

Shuri chased behind her. 

"Why can't i be nice to you? I like buying you things." Shuri stopped Riri from walking any further.

"You like to buy things for me?" Riri stared her in the eyes, questioning her.

"I'll buy you the world if you ask for it. Anything you want from me you can have it." Shuri stated, grabbing Riri's hands. 

"Why are you so generous towards me, Princess? Like i- " Riri was cut off.

"I think I'm in love with you, and I don't know how to express that besides buying you things. And I know how childish I sound but-" Shuri was cut off by Riri stepping closer to her and grabbing her face. 

Riri looked at the Princess's lips, then her eyes, then her lips again. 

"Is this okay?" Riri asked, and Shuri nodded not being able to gather her words.

Now they stood in the middle of the mall, it seemed as if fireworks were going off as their lips collided. It was slow at first, then they pulled apart from each other for a breath of air then connected once more at a faster pace. Shuri's hands began to drift a bit and that's when Riri grabbed them and pulled away from her. 

"As excellent as that feels you have to remember we are in the middle of a shopping mall, we are technically on our first date. I bet Bast is looking down on you wondering 'What the hell is this girl doing right now'. " Riri joked as she held Shuri's hand and began walking again.

Shuri laughed, everything felt way more relaxed now. 

"So now am I officially your sugar daddy?" Shuri joked.

"I think girlfriend sounds a whole lot better than that but you gotta work for it, and you can't pay your way there either." Riri sideyed her as she spoke.

"Well I guess it doesn't help that I brought that sweater, and those pants- an that other shirt." Shuri exposed herself.

Riri scoffed. "You just throw away money! The pants weren't even that cute either."

"But you look so cute right now so it was worth it." Shuri tried to charm the anger out of Riri.

"I need to get you out of here before you buy the whole store." Riri showed Shuri to the nearest exist.

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(this might be where i add some vibranium strap since yall whores r so thirsty)

Riri's POV: 

It's been about a 1 month since their trip to the mall, and Shuri's still been buying Riri plenty of things and taking her to expensive places. 

Today Riri's going to Wakanda to visit Shuri, but also do some work. And now she was sitting in an aircraft flying through the main border. She had brought a gift with her, after all of these months of being treated, Riri thought to return to favor. She was going to take Shuri out somewhere, give her a beautiful obsidian bracelet, and hopeful seduce her into some sort of 'activities'.

Their long distance and busy schedules have caused strain on certain aspects of their relationship, and Riri has been ready to return every favor Shuri has ever done for her in her bed tonight. She just knew it would be great. 

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Shuri's POV: 

She has been in her lab, working on a 'side project'. She had dismissed all the other sciences who assisted her in her lab for a couple of hours to work on something, and for good reason. Her project wasn't the most 'safe for work'. 

Quite frankly she was designing the world's best strap-on. A device so miraculous that the wearer could feel all sensation through it and at different intensities depending on the area of stimulation. 

She has been taking this seriously too, she was not doing to disappoint Riri. Shuri has had her fair share of sexual experiences, specifically with American girls who has no idea who she was. No complaints, No attachment. But Riri was different, Shuri wanted to absolutely rock her world. Make her scream, beg, cry even. And she wasn't going to stop until she got what she wanted.

She has been working on her prototype and plans on printing it about, now. Then she heard a knock on her lab door. She instantly opened up all her devices to another more appropriate project.

"Princess?" She heard a calming voice from upstairs. It has her shudder in excitement. 

"Riri williams?" She asked in an American accent and went up the stairs to meet her. 

As soon as they seen each other they connected their lips. The urge to go farther was very mutual. You could see their sexual tension in the air. Then they pulled apart. 

"Hey." Riri spoke quietly.

"Hey, I didn't expect you right now. It looks crazy in here." There were all sorts of technology scraps around the area. 

"Don't worry about it at all. I wanted to take you out of here actually. Get something to eat, maybe come back here afterwards." Riri smiled as she spoke, extending a subtle invitation to Shuri. 

"Yea- that's perfect actually. I need to get changed and such though." She looked down at her lab outfit which was just a comfortable red tracksuit. 

"Let's get you ready then." Riri grabbed Shuri by the hand. 

The two walked down a long hallway to Shuri's room. As soon as they were in there Shuri found an outfit to wear that went along nicely with Riri's chic blue dress. It was a pair of blue slacks and a white shirt. 

She changed in front of Riri honestly just forgetting that she was there. Riri watched in awe, admiring Shuri's muscular build. Her waist was slim, her abs were well defined, her collar bone was sharp. She didn't take Shuri as the type to wear boxers, but she did. They weren't form fitting, and dropped a bit in the front. Shuris hips were muscular as well and formed a v-shape. There was just go much to look at, she traced her eyes up and down the Panther's body, in a daze. 

"Riri?" Shuri said as she buttoned the last button on her shirt. She met eyes with the girl. 

"No- I mean yes? Yes, Shuri?" Riri shook herself out of distraction. 

"You ready to leave baby?" Shuri put a watch on her wrist, she obviously didn't need it but she liked decoration. 

"Yea! Let me use the restroom quickly." Riri quickly responded, and left to Shuri's bathroom. 

While she was gone Shuri commanded Griot to print her prototype and deliver it to her room.

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Shuri's POV: 

Their dinner was cute, a simple candle lit dinner. It was at a restaurant outside of central city. Riri paid, and even gave Shuri a present. Shuri had to fight the urges to pay for everything, however she made sure to leave their server a tip.

However now they had made it back to the palace. And were on their way back to Shuri's room.

As soon as Riri made it into the room, she sat on the bed and took off her heels. Shuri sat next to her and did the same thing with her dress shoes. 

"Can you help me unzip this dress?" Riri looked over to Shuri for help. 

"Sure!" She answered way to quickly. 

Riri turned to the side, Shuri made her way to the zipper and slowly unzipped the dress. She got distracted over she was done, she ran her hands down Riri's back. Then let her hands travel to Riri's open shoulders. She massaged them lightly.

Things were going smoothly until Shuri hit a nerve and Riri let out a light moan. The tension was back. Shuri did it again and got the same reaction. That's when she stopped. 

"I want you to touch me, more than that. Please?" Riri said helplessly, so quiet Shuri could barely hear. 

Shuri felt her heart pound, this was the moment. She fully pulled the dress off of Riri. Revealing a navy blue lace lingerie set. Shuri grabbed Riri by the throat and connected their lips again, however this time it was harsher than before, less control than before. Soon they were both panting. 

"I want to fuck you Riri. And you're going to enjoy it. I want to hear you moan and whimper. But before that happens I want you to know that I'm going to be rough, and react to that however you like. Scratch, cry, yell. But I'm going to make you cum over and over. So if there if any of that is against your liking, let me know now." Shuri stated, nonchalantly. 

Riri just shook her head no. 

"Say it, I need to hear you say it." Shuri commanded. 

"I'm cool with all of that." Riri said shakily. 

"Great." Shuri got up and began undressing. Her shirt, then her pants, then her bralet, and finally her underwear. She was cleanly shaven and moisturized, her body glistened against the moonlight from the open slightly opened window blinds. 

She made her way over to a box on her desk and opened it, there sat her 8 inch creation. It was a dark black with bright purple highlights along the side. She attached it to herself and Riri watched in awe as the machine seemed to actually connect to her, it wrapped around Shuri's waist on its own and the base covered all of Shuri's heat.

She walked back over to Riri. She unclipped Riri's bra and revealed her chest.

Riri shivered as Shuri took one of her breast into her hand lightly squeezed it. Shuri's lips wrapped around the bud, sucking lightly. 

Riri felt herself dripping through the fabric, she groaned wanting to be touched. She rolled her hips upward. 

"You don't know how to wait? I never thought you were the slutty type, You've proven me wrong. Maybe I need to teach you how to act." Shuri said as she glared up and the girl.

"So what if I am, what are you going to do about it?" Riri challenged, it was going to be a long night.

Shuri just laughed a bit. She pulled away and pulled Riri's soaked underwear off. She ran 2 fingers between Riri's sticky folds. As fingers were coated in wetness as she showed Riri. 

"You want this really bad don't you?" Riri stayed silent as she watched Shuri play with her. 

Suddenly Shuri grabbed her by the hips, flipping her onto her stomach. Her back impulsive arched. She noticed a mirror across from the bed, she saw how helpless she looked.

Shuri wrapped her hands around her new device, she felt some pleasure. She placed the tip of the cock against Riri's clit and rubbed it there.

The girls simultaneously let out low moans. 

"I'm a slut? Listen to yourself baby." Riri teased Shuri.

Riri's enjoyment was cut off by feeling something breach her entrance. She felt a pleasing pain as the entire length was pushed into her. Shuri shook a bit at the new feelings but soon enough she was pounding into Riri. 

Riri yelped and gripped the sheets of the bed. Their was loud slapping sounds. Riri could feel wetness dripping down to her stomach.

Shuri's hands sunk into Riri's hips as she went faster, she never felt anything like this. She felt Riri gripping around her. She stared at Riri in the mirror, she noticed she wasn't looking. 

She grabbed her by her braids, pulling her head up to make her look at herself in the mirror. She looked like a wreck, she looked like a braindead slut. Drool was dripping from her lips, her pupils were blown.

"Do you want to come baby?"  Shuri slowed down her pace. 

 She mumbled, incoherently. She was having a hard time thinking straight. 

Shuri slid almost all the way out of her then slammed back in. 

"Use your words." Shuri repeated the action and moaned. She could peel how wet Riri was through the strap, she was trying hard to keep it together. 

"Please Daddy, I'm sorry! Please let me come." Riri cried out. 

"There you go. Don't worry baby I'll make you come." Shuri set back at her fast pace.

Riri's face distorted a bit, her eyes closed in pleasure. She sunk down, struggling to hold herself up on her arms anymore. She finally came with a spine chilling moan. However Shuri continued to thrust into her. She began to whine. She tried to pull away a bit, and Shuri pulled her right back. 

"You know I feel like I really need to put you in your place. You have to remember that I'm the one in control here. I'm going to do whatever I want to you." She continued thrusting, the splashing sounds got louder. The comforter had a wet spot on it. 

Tears began to run down Riri's face because of the overstimulation. She was getting closer to cumming again. She yelled. Shuris grip tightened as she got closer as well. 

Riri's legs shook once more and she was cumming again. She was dripping everywhere and couldn't handle anymore.

"I'm done baby I can't go no more." Riri exclaimed. Shuri's breath hitched as she pulled out, she was so close this time. She felt like Riri was doing this on purpose, edging her. 

Riri turned facing Shuri seeing how flushed she looked. 

"Did you?" She asked, Shuri shook her head no.

Riri grabbed the strap in her hand and Shuri shuddered.  Riri smirked.

"You can feel that can't you? You made this didn't you?" Riri questioned. Shuri shook her head yes. 

"You were waiting for this? You wanted this bad didn't you? I'm a slut but you literally engineered a sex toy Princess." Riri teased her. She wanted to reverse the roles.

Riri moved her thumb around the tip of the device. Shuris eyes fluttered. 

"You made this well baby, I'm gonna have fun with this." Riri spoke and moved her head closer to the strap. 

She trapped her mouth around the tip and sucked lightly. Shuri thrusted her hips upward strongly. The tip touched the back of Riri's throat and she coughed a bit. She took that as an invite to go down farther. 

Words started to flow out of Shuri's mouth, the most sinful phrases. She said a few things in Xhosa, Riri didn't quite understand. 

Riri grabbed Shuri's thighs and decided to take all of the strap at one. She took a deep breath then went down. It slid deep down her throat. 

"Faster." Shuri grabbed Riri's hair and began to fuck her face. Tears pricked at Riris eyes. Shuri moaned loudly. 

"Riri!" Shuri shouted as she finally came. She pulled Riri off of her as she settled down. She unequipped the strap and it disconnected from her. She couldn't handle any more feelings at all.

Riri laid on the bed, her eyelids heavy. She looked ready to go to sleep. 

"You gotta stay up baby, I need to clean you up." Shuri brushed her hand along Riri's face as she spoke.

Riri just groaned. She could already tell Shuri was going to take this seriously. She realized that Shuri loved aftercare. She loved to take care of her period.

Shuri got up and went to her bathroom, turning the shower on a medium-high heat. Then she went back to the bedroom. 

"Go get in there while i make the bed. I'll be in there to join you." Shuri rubbed Riri's stomach and made her get up. 

Riri walked to the bathroom and when she was gone Shuri quickly changed her bedding. She didn't want to leave Riri in the shower alone for too long. She walked to the bathroom, it was steamy and she could see Riri's figure faintly through the foggy glass. She slid the glass over and stepped in. 

While they were in there Riri was struggling to stay fully awake a bit, she rested her body against Shuri as Shuri cleaned her gently. Shuri also managed to wash herself. She didn't take long because she knew Riri was exhausted. 

Shuri grabbed a spare robe off of the bathroom door. She put it around Riri and grabbed her own as well and put it on. At this point Riri was practically sleepwalking as she sat her on the bed. Shuri grabbed some shorts and a tank tops out of her drawer, she put a set on Riri and a set on herself. 

"Please lay down baby, I'm tired." Riri groaned as she got under the covers. 

Shuri quickly turned all the lights off besides a small purple star night light her had. Then she laid next to Riri and began to talk to her as she fell asleep. 

"You're so gorgeous, and perfect." , "You did so good." , "Your so smart." These were all things Shuri had been saying as RIri drifted off. 

"Shuri, I love you, and you're a great girlfriend but I'm tired baby. Sleep with me." Riri said softly. 

Shuri's heart fluttered 'girlfriend'. She was so happy to hear it finally said, used in a sentence. 

Shuri decided to be quiet, she wrapped her arms around Riri as she began to fall asleep. 

They were definitely sleeping in before work tomorrow. 

[lindszeppelin]

It's your friendly neighborhood guy anon to chime in on things.

One thing that made me notice that Austin wasnt into Kaia was the lack of acknowledgement of her. I have seen celebs be private but i have never seen them completely dismiss like that. I have said before when we men love a woman we do not stfu. We may not tell the world our business but we do not hide her like that shit. If i were Kaia, I would be a little offended. I will understand privacy, but dismissing me? What are you trying to hide? I wish I can low key run some type of live to school the young ladies who think a man craving human connecting, dismissing his girl, and looking miserable as hell every time he around her is "goals". Another thing I wanted to add is I see people who are always bringing the 2 years thing like it means something. He was with Vanessa for how long? and didnt put a ring on it, and I doubt he will do the same with Kaia. What I am trying to say time dont mean shit when your hear isnt in it. And it do not take a man 2 years to wonder if he wants to marry you either. I knew early on when I wanted my wife and my dad proposed to my Mom after 7 months. And they are still together. Wanna know how man really feel when we are in love? Just listen to when a man loves a woman by micheal bolton. :)

Hello dude anon, always good to have you here!

it really is the lack of acknowledgement, almost as if the relationship doesn't even exist or is taboo to talk, about that gives me pause. that sure as hell is not what love looks like.

and hey you are more than welcome to use my inbox as a platform to keep on providing your insights. i think it's incredibly important to remember that there are two people in this relationship. us as women can see it from the female perspective, but we need that male perspective too. i really do find that the whole thing of men and women think a little differently is true, i don't think that's a crazy thing to say. so, austin is going through something that us as women can't 100% relate to because we experience it through a feminine lens.

and you're right. 2 years is not that long of a time to have been with somebody. you're still in that honeymoon phase. you begin to settle into a normal routine probably like after 3-4 years. 2 years is still too fresh. and hell, most of those 2 years were spent with austin filming a lot of projects and working away from home. he wasn't spending 2 years exclusively with her if that makes sense. and that's cool about your parents, i have a very similar experience where my parents also got engaged after 6 months and they are still together. how many stories do you hear when the guy said they knew within like the first couple of days that a woman was their forever? practically all of them lol. i feel like we put people into categories right away...either "this person is marriage material" or "this person is fine for now and im not looking to commit". and it's hard to get into that marriage category if someone just doesn't see you as their forever person. either the chemistry is there or it's not, and you can't force compatibility.

i'll end it by saying that song is so good!! i listen to the Percy Sledge version. the lyrics are so true!

[spricket-central]

this is a memorial post for Peanut, a sweet and spunky gal who made me laugh so many times.

i found her on December 30th, 2022. it was only a few days after my girl Cookie had died, leaving Biscuit all alone, and i was hoping to find an adult female to keep him company.

when i spotted Peanut in my living room, i noticed she was missing her back jumping leg. i decided right then that id take her in, whether she was male or female, but when i picked her up and noticed her ovipositor i was overjoyed!

she found Biscuit... a little obnoxious at first, i think. dude wouldnt stop trying to court her, and shed often end up running away from his advances, sometimes giving him a little smack before she left.

god i love that picture :,)

but the two ended up mating on multiple occasions! they spent a lot of time together.

my favorite was when, after a bit of shoving, theyd sit side by side and enjoy some cucumber together.

i dont know how old she was, nor do i have any idea what her life was like before i found her, but id like to think she did well in my care. she was so active and full of attitude!

what i do know is that I'm grateful to have had her in my life. she was - and always will be - so, so loved, even if she didnt know it. i hope that the eggs of hers i have will hatch and get to live the life she deserved to have lived from the start.

i love you, Pea. I'll always love you. thank you for being my friend. 💚

Peanut

12/30/2022 (caught) - 3/11/2023