#[might be changing it sometime if i can make something more decent but for now i hope this one works fine!]

[techmomma]

Facts about your body after you turn 25, AKA things I wish someone had told me:

you will get hair in fun new places. this is normal and fine.

these places include (but are not limited to) if you don't already have them: your asscrack, your back, your ears, and moles. it's fine.

some of you, dick or not, will also lose hair. this is normal, but also if you have ovaries maybe get this checked out for PCOS.

your acne will probably change. some people get better. some people get worse. it's fine.

your nails will probably get an infection or a fungus at least once in your life. this is fine. (but also let your doc know).

how you gain and lose fat and where you do so will change. this is fine.

how you smell will change. this is fine. (fishy or rotten smells mean doctor time though)

if you have a prostate: it gets harder to pee. prostates enlarge as you age (get this checked regularly). this is fine.

if you do not have a prostate: it gets easier to pee but not in a good way. as in as you get older, your pelvic floor muscles tend to lose some of their strength. this makes it harder to keep pee in. this is fine.

all breasts and pectorals eventually sag, with the rest of your body. this is fine.

a decent percent of the population will experience a cyst at least once. some of you will make up for the rest with multiple. this is fine, but keep them checked out by a doctor. (sometimes this is a condition! get checked for that too!)

almost half of everyone gets hemorrhoids. it's a good idea to just expect them since your chances of getting them get higher the older you are. your toilet will look like a murder scene. definitely get your booty checked out BUT this is almost always perfectly normal. just eat more fiber. "but I already-" eat more fiber. and maybe suck it up and buy some hemorrhoid cream, you'll thank me later.

yes, this means you will probably need to make an appointment for a doctor to see your butthole. it's okay. not only do they really not care but 1. they've seen weirder that day and 2. they'd far rather you see them now than later when it's been going on for forty years and now it might be colon cancer. it's okay. consider it a rite of passage.

adults need more sleep than children. don't believe the myth that you need less than they do. that is capitalist propaganda to make you give up more of your life to the work grind, comrade.

vitamins and medicine, something you are more likely to take as you get older, sometimes make the toilet turn weird colors. it's okay.

if you still have your tonsils and get those little stones and get sore throats more than once a year you should plan on getting those suckers out before the tonsils cause an infection and go septic. if you're getting stones at all you should get those reevaluated every year, especially if the stones are bigger than a needlehead (or get bigger over time). it's gross and yucky. I don't care. get them looked at before you end up in the hospital.

you'll probably need to add foot support to your shoes if you don't already do. this is fine.

your body changes. sometimes it can feel sorta weird and upsetting that it isn't what it used to be. that is okay, and it is okay to be upset. just know that this is normal, it's normal to be upset or not upset, but don't let it hinder your quality of life. trans or cis, there is a certain level of acceptance you just gotta give your body and forgive your body for as you get older. it's okay.

it's okay. I promise.

[apomaro-mellow]

Steve's parents compete to matchmake him with someone 1/?

Jonas and Diane Harrington sat in silence as their son's confession hung in the air. They'd met homosexuals before. You didn't travel as much as they did and not meet different people. But it had never occurred to them that someone so close to them - that their own son might be...

"Can you guys say something? Please?", Steve begged.

"Oh honey...", his mom started. "...Was Tommy?"

"What?", Steve pulled back at that. "Tommy? And me? Me and Tommy? No. We were never like that. Ever."

"Well, good for you son. You can do better", his father said, leaning back in his chair a little.

"He was so smarmy. You deserve someone who'll actually take care of you", Diane said, putting her hand on top of Steve's.

He looked down at the point of contact. "What's happening here?"

"Well, you being, you know, in your way, doesn't change our conversation", Jonas said. "We still think you need to stop sleeping around and find someone to be a little more serious with."

Diane nodded. "It's not good when all the gossip at the hairdresser's is about who your son is messing around with. Oh! What about Matthew?"

Steve raised a brow. "Your hairdresser?"

"Not mine, but he did fix me up when we were in New York, you remember the gala? He's nice, worldly-"

"I'm sorry", Steve interrupted. "I just told you guys for the first time ever that I'm gay, and you immediately try to set me up with someone?"

"Your love life is getting out of hand", Jonas said. He leaned forward and tented his hands on the table. "There's bets down at the bar. On who you're gonna knock up first."

"But if you're gay, we don't need to worry about surprise babies, right hon?", Diane smiled.

"Actually, I have a question about that now", Jonas started before his wife sent him a glare. "But we can save that for later. Point is, you need to hold on to someone for longer than a week."

Steve shook his head. "I can't believe my parents are talking to me about dating. What makes you think I can even get a guy? Can't exactly put the moves on them like I normally would."

His parents looked to each other, proving that neither of them really had an answer. With a sigh, Steve asked to be excused and when they granted permission, he went up to his room.

"Our Steve...a...a queer", Diane whispered.

"You think it's because I made him play football when he was a kid?", Jonas asked.

Diane shrugged. "If anything it's because of all those musicals we watched together. Then she released a heavy breath. It couldn't have been easy for Steve to tell them. And it couldn't have been easy for him to go on all those dates with those girls.

And if the rumors were true, he'd done more than date them. Jonas reached out and grabbed his wife's hand. From the moment their son had been born, all they had wanted was for him to be happy and healthy. Sometimes the healthy part meant leaving him for extended periods of time. Clearly, he'd been left on his own for too long. Surely they would have caught onto this sooner if they'd been around more, been involved more.

"What are we going to do?", Diane asked.

"You and I knew what we were going to do when we started this conversation", Jonas said, standing up from the table and putting his hands on his hips as he paced about the kitchen.

"Jonas, we can't give him Noelle's number now."

"Not Noelle, we just switch gears. Find a...a Nolan instead", Jonas decided, nodding as if to convince himself.

"Jonas, even if we can find another gay guy in this town, how do we know Steve will like him?"

"I know my son, I've got a decent idea what he likes."

Diane shook her head. “You just don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“I don’t know what I’m talking about?”, Jonas questioned. “What, I can’t see what makes a man attractive?”

“Not the way Steven would. I think I understand this a little better than you.”

Jonas’ hands went to his hips. “Oh you do? You think I can’t find our son a date? You don’t think I know a handsome man when I see one?”

“Name one then”, she challenged.

“….Robert Redford.”

She crossed her arms, unimpressed. "Easy shot. Now name five that are actually our son's age."

Jonas looked put out and rolled his eyes. There was...there had to be some rock star, who was Steve listening to nowadays? Did he have a poster of someone? Who was in the movies? Maybe he had mentioned a boy at school at some point?

"Well, the bar is very high Diane. Steven is obviously the best looking boy at his school."

Diane grinned and stood up. "Was. He graduated, remember?"

"How can I forget? The grays won't stop coming."

Steve's graduation had been what had sparked this evening. Not getting into college, their son had seemed directionless. And messing around with too many girls had been the cherry on top. They had agreed to a gap year for him if he could use the time to get his relationships in check.

If he was into men, that made it slightly more challenging, but they wanted to give Steve the freedom to find himself. It was more than either of them had ever had. And what good was all the money if they couldn't spoil him a little.

"So, maybe I don't know what he's into. Doesn't mean I can't find him a good guy", Jonas said.

Diane wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his cheek. "You do know a good thing when you see one."

They went upstairs to check in on their son only to find him halfway out the window with a packed duffle bag.

"I'm sorry", he said, leg hanging out. "There's just no way you guys were this cool about this."

"For god's sakes Steve, get back in here", Jonas grumbled, grabbing his son before he cracked his head on the ground.

"Believe it or not, your parents are capable of higher brain functioning", Diane said, already setting to unpacking the bag and putting the clothes away. "Some of this stuff doesn't even fit you anymore", she noted as she looked through his closet.

"Hey, how's about we all take a trip to the mall tomorrow?", Jonas suggested. "Refresh our wardrobes for the summer!"

"Oh that sounds perfect!", Diane agreed. "It's been a while since we Harringtons turned heads as a group."

Steve sat on the edge of his bed, looking tense, yet hopeful. "You guys don't...you don't think I'm any different? You don't...", his voice got small, "hate me?"

"Oh Steven!", his mother wailed and sat next to him in a rush, holding onto him tightly as she cried.

Jonas cleared his throat. "Di, there's no need for tears. There's nothing sad happening."

"I'm not crying because of Steve", she said defensively. "I was thinking about Matthew. I really hope he and Otis worked it out. And that he knows he always has family who love him. And that even if the world beats him black and blue he can always come home, okay? Always, you can always come home."

"Yeah mom, I know", Steve said, eyes wet as he got her thinly veiled meaning.

Jonas sniffed and patted Steve's shoulder. "And if the world does decide to put its hands on you, remember your old man's got mob connections."

Steve gave a watery laugh at that but thanked him anyway when his mom lit up in recognition.

"Oh! What about Ricci?"

"Ricci? For Steve? Get outta here", Jonas waved her off.

"Who is Ricci?", Steve asked.

"He's a nice boy", Diane answered.

"He's a numbskull is what he is. I'll do business with the mob, but I'm not giving them my son", Jonas said as he walked towards the door.

"Who said anything about giving? His family's well off, he can take Steve nice places", Diane said as she followed him.

Jonas threw his hands up in derision. "Mobsters are like five year olds with their dames. Once they lick it, it's theirs."

"OKAY good night!", Steve closed his door to shut out the rest of their talk.

"We're going to the mall at ten, honey! Be ready for breakfast", his mother called out, then continued her conversation with his dad. Probably debating whether or not to set him up with a closeted senator's son.

Steve rubbed his face and let out a sigh. He'd confessed tonight to get any talk of girls out of the way for the summer.

Mission accomplished?

Part 2 coming soon

#apo writes #stranger things #fanfiction #steve harrington #let's mix it up and give steve nice parents #this will eventually be steddie #but eddie's not here yet

[crystalandbow]

PICK A PILE🤍

CALL OUT EDITION

Pile 1 is beach, pile 2 is garden, pile 3 is swans. Take the reading with a grain of salt and only take what resonates 🤍

If you liked the reading, lmk! & Follow for more

Hello pile 1👋🏻

Or should I say hello my mama bears

lol anyways let's begin!!!

The cards that you got: 2 of swords, ace of coins, the emperor and the ace of cups.

Okie so The 2 of swords really sums it up for y'all, the others cards just confirm it more. like you guys are torn between 2 options/paths/things/ whatever. Making a decision is important because It seems like this has been on your mind for some time and is bugging you ? Taking up all your mental energy/stamina. *like a vampire/jk* most of y'all already know which path you want to choose but for some reason you haven't locked in your answers is what I am feeling. And now it's time to make a decision! It might be that you are afraid for some reason, you have this fear of what if things go wrong or something like that or it might be that you are unable to make a decision because both options seem equally tempting.

I think you can choose any path because they will have decent results. The advice or call-out message is that whatever you chose to do for your situation, stick with it. Its not about the options it's about you! The reason why I called you guys mama bear is because that is how you should deal with your current situation. Chose whichever path you want, fight or flight. But stick with it! Know that what you did was absolutely okay!! You have to embody the emperor's energy (of being bold and authoritative, because it is your life, do not fall for anything that doesn't feel right )

The ace of cups tells me that you guys should make a decision using your heart ( feelings & intuition) because afterall you know what's best for you! follow your intuition/gut feeling, don't be afraid of anything YOU ARE THE EMPEROR & YOU'VE GOT IT !

Keywords: stability, bravery & action. Facing fears/oppositions, gut feeling

Ig thats it, lmk how I did and only take what resonates 🤍 have a good day/evening/night

Hello pile 2 👋🏻

Cards you got: 3 of cups, death, 2 of cups & 9 of cups

I'm getting the word "love potion" for guys, I mean we do have alot of cups *the 2,3 and nine of cups* woah! That's alot of emotions. I'm also getting the word "self acceptance" all the cards are so positive but it doesn't feel that good? Something feels heavy? And a Lil stressful yk? I think the message for you guys is opening up yourself.

Y'all might have the habit of guarding yourself, but many times sometimes you just end up over doing it, leaving you feeling sad? Y'all feel that you are different from others in a sad way and that you have to put up this "fake" self to fit in. You try to be like others / everybody around you in public and this needs to change, atleast your mindset that people won't accept you for who you are. Change is needed! Stop blaming it on other exteranl reasons. Do you even know who you actually are? Do you accept yourself? Do you love/care about yourself? Do you prioritise your needs first? Its not always others, sometimes it's our fault that we let people treat us like that! The two of cups imagery is giving me mirror energy, it looks like there's a mirror between the two peeps and they are actually the same person but also different at the same time like it's just their "other side" yk? How you view yourself, and how you let yourself be you truly. Love your inner child. Death talks about how you need to embrace all your different sides and be yourself, be unique & don't try very hard just to "fit in"

The nine of cups is here for advice and it talks about prioritising your needs first & putting yourself on the pedestal! Whether it be in romantic relationships or platonic or any relationship

Call-out message: DONT BE AFRAID TO BE YOURSELF let yourself be! Accept love, prioritise your emotional needs first!!!

Ig thats it, lmk how I did and only take what resonates 🤍 have a good day/evening/night

Hello pile 3 👋🏻

Cards you got: the strength, justice, devil & the star.

Surprisingly all major arcanas😭I really wanna know what's going on with y'all. Like what MAJOR shit is going on lmao

Anyways here's my interpretation for you guys: you guys are working hard towards some goals of yours. I'm getting the vibes that the world told you what you think or thought once upon time is unrealistic and unachieveable but to you it feels like "inner- calling". you have started working towards it and might have achieved/ overcome certain milestones and mini achievements that you should be proud about and if not then you should know that they hard work that you have put in WILL workout and you will gain the fruits for you dedication. One thing you should possibly avoid is arrogance and / or greed attachments will be different for everybody, basically avoid the temptations of the devil. Don't believe you're at the top of the world and for some it's not getting overly obsessed with results,etc. Everything will workout at the right time. The justice card over here is likely talking about getting your results. Call-out message for y'all could be to choose the path of hard work & patience instead of shortcuts and unfair means. The star card is asking you to stay optimistic regarding your work to know that it will all be worth it, you will get your answers and result just keep working hard and have pure intentions

So yeah basically, just on the right track, keeping working hard, don't fall for temptations like shortcuts, procrastination, unfair means,etc be patient and you will be good to go

Ig thats it, lmk how I did and only take what resonates 🤍 have a good day/evening/night

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[eggcats]

Bowuigi fic where the entire reason Bowser spends all his time kidnapping Princess Peach to marry her is because the first time he kidnapped "Princess Peach" it was actually Luigi and they had an actual connection.

Like, the first time Bowser does his whole "kidnap the princess" scheme, he's intending it more as a show of force to take over another kingdom or negotiate terms of trade or something. (Not saying he's Right, but hey he was trying as a new monarch.)

So he shows up, and is like "Surrender to me the Princess, or I deploy my troops and destroy your toads!" Like an ultimatum or something.

So! In a panic, Luigi and Peach swap outfits and they go into disguise as each other. (This ultimatum gives them the time to pull this off.) Peach so she can escape and rally help to rescue Luigi, and Luigi because they don't know what Bowser intends and they don't want Peach to be in any legitimate danger. (They've literally never met Bowser before this, who knows what he's going to do!!!)

Except! Peach!Luigi and Bowser never get to determining terms of trade or anything, because they start talking and hit it off. Peach!Luigi meets Jr and Bowser sees how good "she" is with his youngest kid, and now suddenly Bowser IS thinking of marrying her and making her Jr's mama.

Bowser even says a cringe-corny pickup line to Peach!Luigi and while Kamek is facepalming in the background, "Peach" is blushing and laughing at it, enjoying their banter.

By the time Mario shows up to rescue "Peach" all "her" and Bowser have done so far is have dinner, say cringe flirts to each other, and play house with Jr. Literally nothing was accomplished except Bowser thinking he has a girlfriend now.

(Luigi might have forgotten that he probably shouldn't flirt with the dude kidnapping him, especially not dressed as someone else. Listen, he's under a lot of pressure and Bowser made him dinner and introduced him to his son, sue him.)

Luigi then assures Peach that Bowser wasn't doing anything mean or cruel to "her" and that he's actually pretty decent, all things considered (he did still kidnap her, after all.) So now they know that the next time Peach is captured (for real this time) they still, obviously, need to rescue her but it's not a critical life or death situation.

Except the next time Bowser shows up, he just tries to talk to Peach. But she won't even listen to him or give him the time of day! So! He kidnaps her, hoping that doing the same thing as last time will reignite their chemistry, but nothing he does works! She's not even that interested in talking to Jr this time around!!

Obviously Mario did something to make his Peach no longer like him! How dare he!

And so, the "kidnap the princess and marry her" schemes arise, because Bowser KNOWS somewhere in there Peach still likes him, he just has to remind her! If she spends enough time with him she'll come around!

More drama is that sometimes Bowser will kidnap Peach!Luigi again and they hit it off fine, so Bowser KNOWS his plans are working!! Peach does actually like him, he's just not trying hard enough.

Luigi doesn't even think HE'S the cause of all this Bowser drama because, like, of COURSE Bowser would want the princess? She's a princess? He doesn't realize that the ONLY reason Bowser wants the princess is because of him. (Luigi in no way thinks he's special enough to have caused all this. This could be in part because he doesn't know that "marry the princess" was never even Bowser's original scheme.)

Maybe one time during a kidnapping Bowser will lament to the real Peach about what changed since the first time he kidnapped her? They had such a connection! And Peach has to reveal to Luigi after the fact that, hey, I think I'm getting kidnapped because Bowser has a crush on you? What did you SAY to him???

Who knows what turn of events will eventually reveal the truth on who he actually connected with, or how he handles it.

#bowuigi #Bowser #Luigi #smb #super mario bros #idk if anyone has already made this as a fic but I've been thinking about it #bc like what if!! what if Bowser only started bc like he thought they were courting #and he cant stop now bc he doesn't know why 'peach' had such a 180 on him so now he has to kidnap her to ask her what he did wrong!! #long post #fic #my post #mine #princess peach

[kaeyas-beloved]

Character: Childe

— he’s hopelessly in love with you <333

CWs: spoilers for Childe’s real name, gn!reader (no pronouns mentioned), not proofread!

a/n: snatching this format that I’ve seen around Tumblr because I like it and it fits here. Will I use it again? Not a clue!

hopelessly in love ajax who introduces you to his family relatively quickly and with little to no hesitation. childe feels with his whole being, love is no exception. so, when he can see a future with you, no matter what form that future may take, you meeting his family is the first step forward.

hopelessly in love ajax who’s all talk unless you make the first move. he can kiss you over and over and over again, teasing you along the way, but the moment you pull him forward and plant your lips on his face before he can is the same moment it’s all over for him.

hopelessly in love ajax who buys you gifts often but they all have sentimental value to them. he’ll but you flowers, handing them to you with the confession that he bought them because his love for you was too much to keep in his heart and no amount of words would describe what he was feeling. childe would also purchase your preferred jewelry - watch, ring, necklace, earrings, a bracelet, whatever you liked, as long as you promised to wear it whenever you went out. “so you’ll always have me with you!”

hopelessly in love ajax who refuses to let go of you once he has you in his arms. he acts like he might perish if he loses the warmth and love you radiate in your embrace! it’s not that he hasn’t received a hug in years, he gets plenty when he visits home, but there’s just something different in your hugs and cuddles that regular holds don’t have. a certain feeling they lack.

hopelessly in love ajax who grabs your wrist if you’re ever helping him take off his scarf or fatui mask, allowing his cheek to rest in your palm. you’ll find he nuzzles into it much like a cat would, but unlike a cat looking for warmth or to scratch an itch, ajax does it because your touch is one of the few things that soothes him after a long day, his mind instantly at ease.

hopelessly in love ajax who tries to impress you in any way he can. it starts simple enough, trying to flash his strength on the battle field and such, but the more he falls for you the more creative he gets. balancing a spoon on his nose, his (slowly improving) chopstick skills, leaping over decent sized creeks, anything to rouse some kind of pleasant response from you.

hopelessly in love ajax who flips between drowning you in whatever fancy dates his money can buy and the more simple, quieter date ideas. it’s never bad to change things up, he reasons, childe’s favourite being to take you out on walks through the nation’s scenery. whether it’s the snow dipped forests in snezhnaya, the golden mountains of liyue or even the green fields of mondstadt, as long as ajax is around, he’ll make sure you enjoy your time with him. (he certainly will be, because when dates like this happen is when he truly gets to connect with you!)

hopelessly in love ajax who’ll sometimes just stare at you. could be while you’re cuddling or sat at the table for a meal, his pretty blue eyes are on you, taking in all that you are. he’ll think how gorgeous you look, how luck he is someone like you loves someone like him, the darker sides of him and all. he thinks about how it’s now his mission to spoil and love you for the rest of his life, because anything less is a crime punishable by life behind bars.

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[imorphemi]

Hermitgals but its a PRISM Corps au! Because I haven't stopped thinking about it

if you don't know, PRISM Corps is a magical girl universe created by ActuallyRea/Ginjaninjaowo. I drew Pearl as a prism magical girl a while ago for a daily pearl doodle, and later Gem as well, but now here's all of them!

These are still just sketches and rough ideas of what they'd look like because I'm bad at designing clothes, but I'm pretty happy with most of them :D

Notes about the gals and their weapons under the cut :3

I know that the girls change their hair color when they transform, but for the sake of keeping them more recognizable I did keep their hair colors the same as how I would usually draw them, plus sometimes some colorful streaks. Also their hair colors just happen to go pretty well with their color schemes anyways

Pearl - Weapon: Broom, has the ability to make anything it sweeps over disappear. Objects can be resummoned at a later time and will reappear once the prism is deactivated. She's usually part of the cleanup and damage control crew. Her Prism's name is Robbie!

Gem - Weapon: Still deciding on this one! Originally I put her weapon as twin swords but I'm reconsidering it. I also slightly changed her outfit design. Suggestions are very welcome for what her weapon should be, and feel free to be as creative as possible :D Her Prism's name is Mackenzie!

Stress - Weapon: Pandora's Box. A box that contains...something. We're not sure what it is, but it's some kind of spirit that is able to possess and take control of other people. There might even be multiple spirits. She can also trap other people in the box. Her Prism's name is Mochi!

Cleo - Weapon: Puppet Crossbeams, has the ability to control inanimate objects. Is also pretty decent at wacking people. I'm the least sure about Cleo's current design, I had a lot of trouble with it and would appreciate some suggestions and feedback because I am not a Cleo watcher haha. Her Prism's name is Stheno!

False - Weapon: Feather Blades. She can pluck the feathers off of her skirt to use as blades of any length. The amount of feathers she has is pretty decent and more than enough to get her through a standard fight, but it is limited. She'll have to wait for her prism to recharge again after using all of them. This is probably my favorite concept because it is dramatic as heck. I haven't decided on her Prism's name yet, but it'll probably be some kind of bird.

Storywise, False and Cleo joined the Corps around the same time, Stress some time after, and Pearl and Gem joined together later on. Out of this lineup, False is easily the most powerful, prism-wise and skill-wise, out of all the gals here. Maybe False gets to coach Pearl and Gem or something hehe

Oh! And this isn't all of them. A prism has gone rogue and there seems to be an independent magical girl in the city as well...

#my art #hermitcraft #hermitgals #PRISM Corps #pearlescentmoon #geminitay #stressmonster101 #zombiecleo #falsesymmetry #very proud of all these #like for false specifically #i just imagine that like shes in a really rough battle #and she only has a few feathers left on her skirt #(she has pants underneath dw lmao) #i really love the look of that i think its super cool #the feathers “oxidize” into the coppery green when she plucks them off #also i struggled with stress for a good while as well #mostly because initially i wanted to make a character page for her like pearl and gem #but i couldnt find a way for her to hold the box without it covering her outfit #which was actually the main motivation for drawing this lmao #anyways drop your suggestions ideas comments for the girls! #i need ideas #as someone who only watches pearl and gem adlfkjadfs

[red-pill-to-swallow]

How to be attractive to men and my goals

Hey babes,

like I said – I want to incorporate RPT (Red Pill Theories) into my daily life immediately.

A few things that every women within the community seemed to be content with were:

1. You are never finished with glowing or leveling up. Never stop learning. Never stop trying to better yourself.

2. Pretty privilege is real.

I agree that pretty privilege is very real. I mean, I get affected by pretty people like everybody else, even if I don’t do it on purpose. It’s just something that is ingrained in our brains and I need to learn how to take this to my advantage.

I think I have a decent starting base, because I’m a skinny white woman in her twenties with long blonde hair. I am not really tall – even short men are at least 5-7cms taller than me – but I’m also not extremely short.

I have a petite frame but my body-shape is something between an hourglass and a peach. My face is average – I don’t really have striking features or am a natural beauty model – but my features also aren’t hideous. It’s really just something you can look at without thinking too much.

On a scale, I would rate myself a 5,5-6/10 on an average day and I guess that’s great!

But how can I make myself look better on a daily basis? I really took hours to research how I could make myself more attractive to wealthy and high value men.

Obviously, no man is like the other and every man prefers something different. One man might like tattoos and piercings while another man with the same social status thinks they are hideous. I don’t want to completely change who I am and I don’t want to spend thousands of dollars for it.

However, I really like this whole clean girl and old money aesthetic that is going viral on Tiktok right now – and I think those two aesthetics could fit me and my personality really well.

Most wealthy men seem to like this traits in women:

1. great skin without obvious pimples or enlarged pores

2. long and healthy hair in a natural color

3. straight white teeth

4. clean nails on both hands and feet

5. hairless legs, armpits and at least trimmed pubic hair

6. wearing clean and wrinkle free clothes without any holes

7. wearing a nice smell that is fitting to your overall appearance

I think those are the basics and they can be achieved by almost anyone. If you can’t afford braces make sure that your teeth are always perfectly brushed and that you’re keeping up with your dental hygiene in general.

In fact – if you have problems affording certain beauty procedures, research how to get as close as possible to them with DIYs.

For years, I always wanted to be the mysterious woman in the room. The woman with a dark aura, the woman that doesn’t speak much and remains most of her life a secret.

Well, I am not this woman even if I’m trying very hard. It would be an act that I would put on and I am sure that everyone in the room would notice.

I am naturally very bubbly and I love having conversations with people in general. I would also say that I have a broad knowledge on different topics and that I’m able to talk to almost everyone.

I am also very welcoming and I enjoy making people laugh and have fun in my presence. I tend to have strong opinions and I’m not afraid to take on a discussion.

With everything that I know about myself now, I made some points that I need to tackle in order to level up:

1. stop oversharing. Being bubbly is great but not everyone needs to know everything about my business. Sometimes it’s just better to be silent and to listen.

2. start with exercise again. I am happy with my weight but I am extremely weak and I have almost zero muscle mass. My breath is getting heavy if I have to take the stairs and my legs start to hurt after roughly 15 minutes of walking. I plan on going for a walk every day and doing pilates 3x a week.

3. start doing my hair and makeup again. My hair is long and blonde – so it is an eyecatcher. It’s also very healthy but I usually just throw it up in a bun or in a clawclip, so no one is really seeing it. I have multiple styling tools at home and I need to start using them. The same applies to makeup. I have so much great stuff that looks really beautiful and natural but I am just too lazy to use it. I plan on taking 20 minutes every day to do my makeup and to suck it up – because I usually always do a double cleanse at night, so it’s not really a struggle to take it off in the evening. It’s just inconvenient in the morning.

4. taking better care of my skin and of my dental health. I have high quality skincare and I love doing my skincare but sometimes I’m just too lazy. Let me just say that it doesn’t happen often – but still too much for my liking. Also my dental health – I need to make a dentist appointment asap. I think the last time I went was around 3 years ago!

5. buying better fitting clothes. I don’t like shopping for clothes but it is what it is. Right now I only have cute lounge sets for being at home but when I go out I usually only wear jeans with a basic top and sneakers. I want to look more polished and feminine. I want to stop wearing jeans and focus more on pants, skirts and dresses. Also literally any other shoes than sneakers.

6. go out more. I’m your typical homebody. Movie night? Reading a book? Ordering food? Count me in! I always have fun when I go out but I’m still mostly at home and I want to change that. I want to have a group of like minded friends that want to hang out with me. Maybe even at home. Lol.

I really thought hard about those six points but I think those are the first things that I need to tackle down.

In the end – I was asking myself: what could I do to feel the most comfortable with spontaneous outgoings and meeting new people?

It came down to wanting to look my best. Obviously. I want to make a good first impression and maybe even profit off of pretty privilege.

I’m sure we all know those times when we’re dressed like slobs and suddenly an opportunity to go out arises and we decline because it would take hours to get ready.

That’s the reason why I want to get ready in the morning – so I would only need to touch up if anything came up.

see you soon!

#hypergamy #spoiled girlfriend #leveling up #hypergamyblr #hyper feminine #spoiled heaux #pro heaux #redpillwomen #red pill #RPT #red pill theory #hypergamous heaux #hypergamous #hypergamous mindset #hypergamous lifestyle #high maintenance #high value woman #high value mindset #high value men #high value dating #heauxlife #heaux #heaux tips #spoiled #spoiled gf #trophy wives #trophy wives in training #beauty

[starstruckwillows]

— fashion obsessed s/o ♡

requested by @juneberrie <3

includes: annabeth chase, frank zhang, hazel levesque, jason grace, leo valdez, percy jackson, piper mclean — gn!reader

annabeth chase 🏢

has never given fashion much thought really, but the more she sees you pouring over magazines and sketches, the more she sees how it could be interesting. it’ll probably never be a priority to her, but she thinks it’s cool, and you two can side-by-side sketch dresses and buildings. she may even ask for design opinion, as you have a trained eye for colour, style and proportion, particularly on her more modern designs. if your clothes ever get mixed up, she’ll easily separate them by what’s a variety of colour, and style, and what’s navy tank tops and denim shorts.

frank zhang 🐻

fascination. genuine fascination. he never had time to pay attention to fashion or trends or anything like that, and camp jupiter didn’t boast it’s colour co-ordination skills all that much. he’s surprised he has any clothes that aren’t armour. but as you grow closer, he might take peeks at your bookmarked magazines to see what sort of thing you find fashionable, and put in an order. he won’t tell you, he’s too shy, but will wait for you to notice his new jumper or jeans or trainers. it’s few and far between times that he is able to scrap enough money together for them, so you make sure to notice any changes and compliment them.

hazel levesque 💎

it’s a shock for her to switch time periods and see the evolution of clothing. sometimes modern fashion will make her blush and stutter and turn her head. but seeing your passion for it has her coming around on the concept. i think hazel’s love language is gift giving, and i can see her grabbing you fashion related posters, magazines, sketchpads, or even items of clothing when she’s returning from a quest.

jason grace ☁️

he was so young when he joined lupa and later camp jupiter, that he honestly remembers very little about fashion. maybe a flash memory of his mother’s hollywood style, but that’s it. to have a partner who becomes genuinely excited by clothes is something he may never feel, but he’s happy if you’re happy, and he’ll readily offer any opinions you ask him for on outfits. except the boy doesn’t have the most advanced sense of co-ordination and style effect, so it’ll mostly be “i think you look great”, “they’re both beautiful”, etc. at least he means it. also - matching clothes. not full outfits, but a jumper, a pair of custom converse, or something more subtle like a bracelet.

leo valdez 🪛

leo likes to create things, and ‘things’ isn’t limited by much. he’s constantly finding your sketches and adding things to them such as fire-proof thread, concealments for daggers and other assorted weaponry. every design you come up with, he’s turned it into a full suit of stylish armour. he loves your clothes and shoes and will make a mess if you ask him to go get something from your wardrobe.

percy jackson 🐳

indulges you if you want to talk about it - it’s not something he thinks about much before meeting you, but ever since, he’ll pass clothing stores and think of you, and pick up fashion-related items as he goes. he opens his drawers and thinks of you. he now looks at the tattered shoes he’s worn for four years and thinks maybe it’s time to upgrade. accidentally and with no thought at all, percy has a decent sense of style. he will also let you dress him up to your heart’s content.

piper mclean 🤎

fashion and style goes against a lot of what piper lived her life by. she doesn’t hate it, but she was surrounded by it too much. but upon meeting you, and discovering archetypes of street fashion, and a wider variety of styles, she finds it’s actually fun and starts to love it. she will never follow a trend of fashion, but she doesn’t mind if you do. she’s the most supportive girlfriend ever, and will happily watch/listen while you engage with your interests. will also let you customise her clothes - e.g embroidered jeans, painted shoes, etc.

🏷️ — none yet

#starstruckwillows #riordanverse #jason grace #annabeth chase #hazel levesque #frank zhang #percy jackson #leo valdez #piper mclean #fluff #multi pairing #annabeth chase x reader #percy jackson x reader #jason grace x reader #leo valdez x reader #frank zhang x reader #piper mclean x reader #hazel levesque x reader

[anarchy-and-piglins]

"I know it's probably not as good as whatever your private chef could cook up for you," Phil says. "But I promise there's no poison in it or anything."

"Great," Techno mutters and picks up a fork. They got rid of the zip ties, so that's an improvement. He's not as thrilled about having his leg chained to the wall. The reach is far enough that he can walk around the room pretty easily. But he wouldn't be able to walk out the door, even if it wasn't locked. Which it always is.

Phil sits on the other chair across from him and pretends to tap away on his phone. Actually, he keeps glancing at Techno every few seconds in an almost calculated way. Techno doesn't like it - it reminds him of the way some politicians would look at his Dad during debates.

After picking at the food for a minute and wondering if Phil's use of the word "poison" was deliberate and the food could still be drugged with sedatives or something, Techno puts some of it in his mouth. It's pretty good, but that might also be because he hasn't eaten anything for two days and is starved.

Phil smiles pleasantly at him.

Techno looks at his plate. "They haven't paid, have they?" he asks.

Phil's smile doesn't fall. If he wasn't already kidnapping the children of high-profile senators as his job, the guy might have a decent career in poker.

"Nope." Phil crosses his arms on the table. "Are you going to say 'I told you so' now?"

There's a challenge in those eyes, cold and blue. Techno knows he should not mess with the person who has a gun and blood still stuck under his nails.

Yet, he can't help himself.

"Nah. But for the record, I did tell you so."

Phil's grin gets impossibly wider. "You did."

Techno puts the fork down. Maybe he isn't as hungry as he thought.

"Are you going to kill me then?"

Phil stares at him. Stares through him almost. Thinking hard about the answer.

Techno realizes he's not scared. Or maybe he is - he's scared Phil will say no.

“Not yet,” Phil answers eventually. “Sometimes people need a little… encouragement. To make the right decisions.”

“What, are you going to cut my fingers off one by one and send them to my parents?” Techno chuckles, dry and without humor. “You should know that will just have the opposite effect.”

Phil’s expression does not change, eerily calm. But there is more intensity when he looks at Techno then, a burning curiosity. Like everything will depend on Techno’s response to his next question. “How so?”

“A damaged heir won’t be any use to them.”

Clearly, that was the right answer.

“I think I’ll go down and have a little one-on-one with them then,” Phil says as he pushes back his chair and stands up. “They can give me their final answer to my face.”

Techno sits up straighter. He feels incredibly helpless, watching Phil head to the door with no way to stop him. “And what if they still refuse to pay?”

“If they tell me to fuck off, that’s fine.” Phil pulls the gun from his waistband. “You know what they say. Finder’s keepers and all.”

(same AU as this one)

#technoblade #philza #dark sbi #shara writes

[skylarsblue]

billy loomis / stu macher x reader with autism? tysm! and if you can’t do it no worries ^^

(Autism gang, let's go! Also, I added Danny for my own enjoyment, forgive me.)

✦Ghostfaces With a S/O That's Autistic✦

✦Content; No warnings that I can think of, fluff, GN!Reader with nothing specified physically✦ ✦Stu; He/Him, Billy; He/Him, Danny; He/They✦

✧Stu Macher✧

I'm fairly certain Stu is neurodivergent, ADHD specifically. You look at this man and tell me he has a neurotypical brain, I dare you. Yeah, no, you can't.

Now given this is 1995-1996, the concept of people having ADHD & Autism wasn't super accepted. Honestly, people treated it like a devastating blow most of the time. (Sadly, not a whole lot has changed) I imagine Stu doesn't really understand what being neurodivergent really means. Like, he knows what autism is, but he's got a bit of a warped view of what it means for you. You can blame media for the majority of it, but don't worry! He's not gonna go Anti-Vax Mom™ on yo ass.

He'll actually listen to you, even if he doesn't fully understand. You'll have to break it to him that Autism isn't a life-destroying thing. It just means you process things a bit differently, have sensitivities, etc. He'll grab the concept pretty quickly.

When you explain stuff like sensory processing issues, he'll actually relate really hard. Stu's lived his whole life thinking he was just weird for his reactions to certain stimuli, but when you describe your own experiences, it makes him question.

Bringing up that he might have ADHD won't make him want to get tested, he doesn't see a need, it won't change anything about him and he's not huge on the idea of medications. But, he will ask you more questions. Autism & ADHD are different but they do have a decent amount of overlap and you know more than he does so he trusts your judgment.

"Wait is that why I feel like I wanna tear my skin off when I feel velvet?! ...YOU MEAN NOT EVERYONE HEARS ELECTRICITY? IT'S JUST US?!"

Mans has an epiphany every five seconds while you're talking.

When it comes to him helping you, he tries his best, but he's spacey and forgets certain things. Still, he does his best to keep it all in mind. If he knows there's one food you absolutely can't stand, he'll keep it off your plate. Even if it means scraping it all onto his own and making a mess.

Is there a sound that makes it feel like your head's about to explode? He'll cover your ears, put his head on your head/shoulder and hum something.

Sometimes, if you two share a sensitivity, he'll loudly express his hatred for it and insist you both leave/get rid of whatever's causing it.

Has probably broken something that was making a noise you both hated. "Ugh, finally. Look, see? Problem solved! Aren't I a genius, babe?"

Stu absolutely understands the consumption of hyperfixations and he supports you completely. If it's something he can't get into, sometimes he comes across a bit aloof to it, because it doesn't give his brain the dopamine rush it does for you. Still, he's glad you have something you enjoy and he'll still listen to your rants. As long as you do the same for him.

If you both are hyperfixating on the same thing at the same thing? Bro, y'all annoy the shit out of everyone and he does not give a single fuck.

If anyone makes you feel like shit for talking about it, he's gonna rip them a new one. He makes fun of their biggest insecurities if he feels they deserve it. Is it cruel? Yes, but he, doesn't, care. If you don't wanna feel his wrath, you sit there and listen intently to his baby's ramblings, damnit.

Stu's a pretty intense dude and he likes a lot of stimulation. But he understands if you get overwhelmed sometimes. His tolerance for lots of stuff going on is a lot higher than most people. Again, he'll cover your ears if it's a lot of noise. He'll cover your eyes if it's too much visual stimuli, keep you close to his body in a crowd. This also helps if you're shorter than him because he can surround you completely, helps feel like you're disconnected from the stressors around you.

He's hella rich, he'll get you all the fidget toys you want. All the shit you want for a hyperfixation. Best believe you get the best headphones and music player the market has to offer for those times you need to drown shit out.

He's a touchy-feely person and he's likely to forget your physical boundaries sometimes if touch is a problem for you. But he'll always apologize when you correct him. If touch isn't a problem, he's super cuddly. And if you're the type to be only okay with touch from specific people, he gets a huge ego boost from being that person.

He's a bit boney & fidgety but makes a decent human blanket.

An overall 10/10 for a Neurodivergent Partner.

✧Billy Loomis✧

I'm gonna be real with you, chief. He's not the best. He's not terrible! But not the best. I'm not saying he's gonna bully you for the things you do, no, he's an overall sweet partner in all honesty. He's patient and understanding.

Still, if he doesn't understand a thing you're doing, he might come across a bit annoyed. Like if you have an audible stim that you keep repeating, his tone comes across a bit snappy when he asks why you do it. He's not trying to upset you, his temper's just a bit shaky.

Sitting him down and explaining that you're autistic might get you a few annoying questions. He's not an asshole, he means well, but the questions come across rude. Ex; "But you don't act autistic.", "But you do (insert stereotypical thing).", etc. If you tell him that most of the stuff he knows is basically all poor representation and rumors, he'll give you a pretty basic apology and he'll stop. Billy will also ask what else is a result of shitty ideas of autism so he knows better. (You'll need to tell him that the R-word is a slur. He doesn't really use it but it's good for him to be aware.)

I personally see Billy as neurotypical, but he's been friends with Stu for a long time. If you have behaviors that overlap with Stu's, he'll handle it perfectly. He's a veteran at it.

Sometimes he'll think you're being a bit too sensitive about sensory stimuli, but when you explain it's not just that you dislike something, he'll be more willing to understand.

"It's just a bit of corn, it's not that bad." "Billy, when I bite into a single kernel, it triggers my fight or flight response, my body goes into panic mode, and I wanna tear my hair out and throw up. It is that bad." "...oh. Aight, here, trade me."

When it comes to overstimulation caused by stuff like noise and people, he actually understands. He's an introvert and large crowds exhaust him, which makes him irritable. If he sees you starting to get antsy and uncomfortable in a loud environment, he'll give you his walkman headphones and find a reason for you both to leave. He's excellent at manipulation, he'll find a way.

If you have skin sensitivity, he'll start keeping things on him that help alleviates it. Scissors to cut tags out of your clothes, a spare shirt(that's his because he totally has a kink for that), hand sanitizer, etc.

Best believe he's ready to throw hands with anyone who gives you shit. He will whoop ass, no hesitation. Billy's a very possessive & protective partner most of the time, he's ready to defend your honor at the drop of a hat.

He's got his hobbies and likes, but he doesn't have anything he'd consider a hyperfixation. Still, he'll be perfectly happy for you that you've found one. Sometimes he has to ask you to stop talking when you're rambling about it, but he learned after the first two times to specify it wasn't personal. He just needs quiet every now and then and he knows you'll get sad if he isn't actually listening to you.

Like Stu, he'll be very happy if your hyperfixation has anything to do with his own interests. Billy will actually be impressed if you know more niche facts and nuances than he is, this is often the easiest way to hold his attention when you're in a long info-dump.

He's not as rich as Stu, but he's got some decent money, plus a part-time job. His spare money will definitely be spent on your interests, no matter what it is. It could be a hyper-specific brand of toys and he'll buy the most expensive one they offer. He wants you to be happy! (And the terrible part of him wants to have the leverage to keep you loyal to him, no matter how terrible his actions get)

Despite his struggle to understand sensory processing disorder, he actually offers some pretty decent suggestions to get around it. Using myself as an example, I often struggle to brush my teeth because it'll feel like bugs are in my teeth. If you had something like this, he'd come up with a potential solution on the spot. "What if you brushed them in the shower? That way you can focus more on the water than the brushing."

Again, similarities between you and Stu will catch his attention and he'll make a mental note of it. One, he'll see if he can use his experience with Stu to handle your symptoms better. Two, he'll definitely consider asking you if Stu's neurodivergent.

Not the best, but he's trying his best. Solid 7/10.

✧Danny Johnson✧

ANOTHER NEURODIVERGENT.

I headcanon that Danny has AuDHD, which is both Autism & ADHD. Once he was diagnosed (well into his twenties), it was like they had opened pandora's box. Researching it made them go "OHH THAT'S WHY" every five seconds.

He grew up in rural Utah with a shitty dad who would definitely not treat Danny well if he knew about his son's neurodivergence. But that doesn't matter cause the bastard's dead. Letting Danny have the freedom to research the topic to his heart's content, which he does. It helped them immensely in terms of lifestyle.

When you come into his life and explain that you're autistic, he's completely accepting right off the bat. That's also assuming he wasn't stalking you for months prior to your relationship and that he didn't already know to begin with.

He's probably the most equipped to handle things like sensory overload & sensitivities, given he has so many himself. He's also, ironically enough, got the most patience for things like stims & info-dumping. Danny's a tempermental hypocrite but on this list he's the most chill with these things, funny eh?

They absolutely pick up on some of your stims and you pick up on his. It makes them so much worse, but it's cute. His main stims involve his hands and little sounds with his mouth, like whistling or humming.

Your food sensitivities don't need to be explained to him, he's got a million. It's aggravating because he wants to be a foodie so bad but then they have all these damn sensory problems. If a single piece of broccoli will ruin your entire meal, broccoli will be essentially banned from the house. He's a romantic like that.

Pre-cuts tags from your clothes, picks out things from pre-made meals that you hate before he even gives it to you, has a plethora of scented candles you like to cover up troublesome smells, and he's got a million versions of headphones/earbuds. They all work he just loses them constantly, buys more, then finds the originals again. Honestly, they have a whole drawer dedicated to music players.

Your ability to stick to a schedule helps out with his ADHD experience. He's got a pretty decent routine himself, but sometimes he'll fuck it up and find it hard to get back on track. For example, they've misplaced their meds and it's fucking up their whole morning? There you are with the correction and they're back on track. He'll jokingly call you a saint for it.

Sometimes his temper gets touchy and he'll get snappy at something you do. (This is more a general thing and less an Autistic thing) He gets real guilty when you look at him with sadness and quickly apologizes. Which is baffling, given they were pretty sure they were incapable of guilt for a long time.

"I'm sorry, sorry, it's not you. Not mad at you. Mad at this other thing, it's not personal, doll, sorry."

If you're overstimulated, Danny's got you covered, rest assured. He's got earbuds, at least three fidget toys, and he's always ready to give you comforting pressure. Whether it's by acting like a weighted blanket or a tight hug. They also really appreciate when you return the favor when they've had a bad day at work.

They get a huge ego boost if you consider him your main comfort, or if your comfort object is something of his. Like a gift they gave you or some article of their clothing.

Actively researches your hyperfixation so he can engage in conversation with you about it. They like seeing you get all excited when they bring it up. Most of the time, he ends up having a hyperfixation on it as well. If you do the same for him? You're asking for a cuddly bitch of a man.

Feels their cold heart melt when you do something to help their AuDHD. Remembering his safe foods, his fidgets, etc. If he wasn't obsessed before, he is now.

Anyone who gives you shit for being autistic is dead by morning, that's a basic rule. If you defend him against bullshit? He's fucking the shit out of you.(/hj)

Considers you a hyperfixation, honestly.

100/10, you caught a winner with Danny. If you don't mind obsessive behavior, possessiveness, and murder. But c'mon. You're here. Of course, you don't mind.

#slasher x reader #slasher headcanons #slasher community #slasher #slashers #scream 1996 #billy loomis x reader #billy loomis #billy loomis x you #stu macher x reader #stu macher #stu macher x you #danny jed olsen johnson #danny johnson #dbd ghostface x reader #dbd ghostface #dead by daylight #ghostface x reader #ghostface #gender neutral reader #headcanons #autistic characters #adhd memes

[just-wrting]

Best Friend?

Title: Best Friend?

Pairing: Real-life AU! Portgas D Ace x Reader

Summary: After finding out how horrible your brother is, you vent to your best friend. Turns out, he's been hiding something from you.

Word Count: 1657

Master List

A/N: Alright. I've done it. I've admitted that I'm into 2D men. This prompt is today's actual prompt due to this coming easier than yesterday's prompt. Still expect 2 fics in one day later this week.

The line between the two of you has been blurred for at least a few months. You’ve done things with Ace that you haven’t done with your other friends. Given that he lives next door, that was understandable. He’d stay for hours talking to you through the window. Other times, he’d sneak in and you’d watch movies together. The number of times you’d fall asleep leaning on him was uncountable.

Neither of you acknowledge this. You’re worried that if you say something, he’ll get grossed out. You don’t think you could stand losing such an important friend.

The sound of bickering drifts through your open window, and you know everyone is home. You wish you had their sort of bond. Your brother is your biggest problem, and you did your best to avoid him. Nothing would make you happier than him moving out.

Ace sometimes jokes about the two of you moving away from your siblings to a quiet place. While the idea is tempting, you both know that for now it’s just an idea. College is a struggle even without rent.

After the noise goes down, you watch Ace nearly slam his door shut. You can practically see steam rolling off him, and you know that the argument didn’t go in his favor. In an effort to cheer him up, you chuck a pebble at his window.

As soon as he sees you, he lights up. He throws his window open and gives you a big grin.

“(Y/N)! Don’t tell me you heard everything?”

The way the sun shines on his face makes him look radiant. He’s definitely a charmer.

“Nope. What was it about?”

He sheepishly looks away. “I don’t know what I’m going to eat. No one’s gonna cook anything since most of them are going out tonight.”

“Of course you were fighting over food. You three boys eat more than my whole family combined,” you say with a chuckle. “I’d offer for you to come over, but I’m sure that my brother would throw a fit.”

“Well let me know if you change your mind on that. You and I can go get something.”

Now you’re sporting an equally wide grin. “Tempting offer, Ace.”

“Just you, me, and some of the most unhealthy food you’ll ever see. I haven’t even taken Luffy or Sabo there.”

“Don’t tell them that. But as much as I want to, I shouldn’t. Maybe next time.”

Now, he’s pouting. Despite being an adult, he’s decently childish. In fact, he’s adorable when he’s like this and you can feel yourself caving. What would be so wrong to say yes? Why couldn’t you get the same privileges as your brother?

“You promise?”

“Of course. You know how difficult it is to say no to you,” you tease.

Your mom calls you downstairs, and you wave goodbye. Ace leans out his window, pouting the whole time. The guilt will bother you for a bit, but he’s never made you feel bad about not accepting plans.

You frown at the table spread. Dinner plans have changed, with food you don’t enjoy sitting on trivets. A smirk is plastered unpleasantly across your brother's face.

“How long have you been dating the neighbor boy? What’s his name?” your dad asks, setting the newspaper down. “Portgas Ace or something, right?”

You rest your hands on the back of your seat. “Ace and I are just friends.”

“Well, honey, it might be good for you to start dating. After all college is almost over,” your mom chimes in. “You’re only this young once.”

Your brother snorts. “Dating isn’t possible for that one I’m afraid. (Y/N) should’ve just said yes when Jeffery asked.”

Your blood turns to ice. “How did you know about that? He asked me not to tell anyone. I never even told my friends about it.”

He now looks like a deer in headlights. “Of course he told me. He’s gotta ask me first.”

“Yeah right. That was supposed to be some sort of prank, wasn’t it?” you hiss.

“You know what? Yeah! It was a prank. I figured that at the very least maybe you wouldn’t end up being single and pathetic.”

You don’t reply and just storm out the door. You make sure to slam it on your way out, and you’re tempted to swear at them. If your parents knew about it, they’re amazing actors. Their shock seemed almost genuine.

Not knowing where to go, you just start walking down the sidewalk. It doesn’t take long for footsteps to race after you. You ignore whoever it is, and keep going. It’s not until you’re spun around that you stop.

“Something wrong?”

You’ve never seen Ace look so worried. Part of you wants to have him hold you. Another part wishes he wouldn’t ask. Apparently the look on your face says enough.

“I’m still hungry. Wanna go get dinner now?”

You don’t say anything, instead just nodding. His hand is gentle as he gets you to the car. It’s an old car, but it’s comfortable and smells like him. The leather is surprisingly soft and you let yourself relax.

You watch Ace while he drives. There’s something about the wind in his hair and the sun on his skin that makes you realize just how attractive he is. The dusting of freckles across his face really highlights just how cute he is.

“Do you always watch people when they drive?” He gives you a cheeky smile and a wink. “Or am I just special?”

“You’re just special. Besides those brothers of yours, I don’t know a single person who can eat as much as you do and still look good.”

“Oh so I look good. That’s why you’re watching me.”

Rolling your eyes, you swat away his hand. “If you wanna believe that.”

Ace pulls into a little parking lot, swerving to avoid a hole. His parking is terrible, but it works. Ever the gentleman, he rushes to open the car door for you.

“I’d like to think that it's true. After all, you don’t usually give me compliments.”

The food is made fast, and the servings are surprisingly large. Despite how hot it is, Ace starts to pick at his food. He makes a face, yet continues to eat.

“If you’re gonna wait to eat, you wanna talk about it?” he asks, nearly choking on a French fry. “I’ll listen.”

“A couple of weeks ago, one of my brother’s friends asked me out.”

This time, he starts to cough. The man behind the counter eyes him for a second, but thankfully Ace is fine. You didn’t think he’d react like that, so you hesitantly start to eat as you wait.

“I told him I wasn’t interested. He asked me not to tell anyone, so I didn’t. Turns out the whole thing was a set up. After all, who’d wanna date me?”

Ace is silent. He occasionally looks like he wants to say something, but he doesn’t. Instead, he polishes off his food and starts to grab at yours.

“I can’t believe my brother would go that far. Like sure it can suck to have a sibling, but you and your brothers care so much about each other. Maybe it’s because you chose to be brothers.”

“To be fair, I still think Luffy is a crybaby. He’ll never live that one down no matter what he does.”

“Is there something terrible about me?” you ask. “Maybe that’s why no one wants to date me.”

Ace is quick to shake his head and respond, “There’s nothing bad about you! Anyone would be lucky to date someone like you, (Y/N).”

Before you can stop it, you blurt out the question you’ve been avoiding for weeks. “Would you date me, Ace?”

You can’t even look at him as silence settles between you. His finger taps against the table, and you feel awful. The way you said it was harsher than you meant. Not to mention the fact that your friendship could be over.

“Yes. I thought we already were dating though. I was just waiting for you to be ready to kiss me.”

Looking up at him, you can see a flush spread across his cheeks and down his neck. Ace isn’t even looking at you, his head resting on his hand, turning his face away. He’s covering his mouth like he’s worried he’ll say something you won’t like. What little resolve he might have, crumbled the moment you make eye contact.

“I don’t let just anyone take my stuff or hug me or say weird things to me. I thought you’ve just been nervous this whole time.”

You think back to all of those slightly awkward moments. The times that he’d look up at you from the windowsill right before he sneaks back out, almost like he’s expecting a goodbye kiss. The moments that you’d pull him in for a hug and his hands linger even after you pull back. All of the pauses before he said your name, almost like he meant to say something else.

“Why didn’t you say anything?” you prod. “If you thought we were dating, shouldn’t you have made it super obvious?”

“I thought you were taking it slow because you were scared of your family. I figured if I said something you’d break up with me.”

“So what do we do now? Even if you were wrong, do you actually want to date me? Officially?”

Ace looks more excited than you’ve ever seen him. His hand is quick to grab yours, and you’re sure if it wasn’t for the table he’d be kissing you, not that he doesn’t try.

“Now that it’s official, I’m gonna be the best boyfriend ever.”

For the rest of the night, his hand never leaves yours. Every opportunity to show you affection is taken, which leaves you flustered. Nothing makes you more nervous than having a cute guy kiss you.

#reader insert #one piece #one piece x reader #x reader #portgas d ace #portgas ace x reader #portgas ace x you #ace x reader

[thewulf]

Who are You? Part 3 || Jake "Hangman" Seresin

Summary: After breaking up with you lovely cheating fiancée you find a place to stay at your Aunt Penny's house in San Diego. You might just get more than you bargained for when you meet the Jake Seresin.

A/N: Hi friends! Sorry, this took so long... my inspiration was lacking. This is literally just fluff. So much fluff. Once I found a good plot line it was so much fun to write. I hope you enjoy! This will likely be the last part. Thanks for enjoying this little mini-series!

Pairing: Jake “Hangman” Seresin x Y/N

Word Count: 4,200+

The gentle patter of the rain coming down on the roof soothed your soul as you took small sips from your lukewarm coffee. It didn’t rain that often in San Diego. When it did though, you were sure to snuggle up on the couch making sure to enjoy the gray day. Being from the Midwest you were rather used to gray skies dominating the horizon for the majority of the year. San Diego was a rather different than where you were from. You loved the weather but sometimes missed the Midwest. When the sky turned gray in San Diego you felt that homeliness you didn’t realize you were missing out on.

Grabbing Jake’s sweatshirt from the coat rack, you moved from the kitchen table to the couch making sure to bury yourself under your favorite blankets of his. Scrolling through your phone mindlessly it hit you just how happy you were with this life. Deciding you didn’t want to leave San Diego you found a decent engineering job out here to begin your life here. Your mom dreaded the thought of you permanently moving across the country but the fact that Penny, her sister, was right down the street calmed her a bit.

It had been an incredible nine months with Jake, everyday spent with him seemed to only make your life better. Once sure you’d never come across a love like this you often counted your blessings for this man to show up in your life as randomly as he did. It was hard to fathom that you were about to marry another man only eleven months ago. Oh, how shortly time can drastically change a life.

“Babe!” Jake yelled from his bedroom that was slowly turning into a shared bedroom between the two of you. The two of you loved sleeping next to the other. You couldn’t recall a time in the last eight months where he wasn’t sleeping next to you. If you weren’t as his place he was at yours. Looking back, it might’ve been stupid to sign a yearlong lease, but you wanted to get out of Penny and Amelia’s way. Penny’s house was getting crowded with Pete moving in shortly after you did.

“Yeah?” Your eyes looked up from the mindless scrolling you were cued in on trying to find where his voice came from.

You heard the rumble of his footsteps as he ran down the stairs, “Have you seen that new Navy crew neck I got last week? I swear it was on my dresser last night…” He trailed off once he saw your devious smile.

“I have.” Grinning you let the blankets fall down from your chin, “So cozy.”

Jake let out a low chuckle, “You’re lucky you’re adorable.”

Eyeing his naked upper half you nodded, “Touché handsome. Here you can have it though.” You attempted to shimmy out of it, but he stopped you by placing his hands on your shoulders.

“What are you doing?” He asked giving you a stern look as if you were doing something wrong.

You shrugged, “Giving you your sweatshirt back?”

“Babe, no. Never. It’s yours now.” He almost looked offended that you would even offer to give it back to him. The corners of your mouth twitched into a smile knowing just how sweet he was too you all the time.

“What?” You giggled looking up to him with a curious stare, “I was just a little cold, so I grabbed it. I promise I’ll give it back.”

Shaking his head he joined you on the couch shimmying underneath your blankets, “No can-do sweetheart. It’s yours now.”

“What if I don’t want it?” You eyed him giving him an almost challenging look.

He grinned pulling you into him, “Then we burn it.”

“Jake!” You let a full on belly laugh out as you snuggled into his side, resting your head on his chest listening to his steady heartbeat, “I really don’t need your brand new sweatshirt babe.”

Smiling he gave you a quick peck on your nose, “But you look so cute in it.” He paused giving you a once over. He too was more than happy with his life. So satisfied with his life and his choices not ever dreaming to change a single thing. He fell for you, hard and fast. He knew after the date at the aquarium he was never going to let you go. Jake was ready to start a life with you and he knew you felt the same.

“You know, you can’t give me every single item of clothing from your closet.” You threw him a fake pout trying your hardest not to break out into a grin. God, you just adored this man more than anything in the world.

He shrugged this time, mimicking you, “Says who?”

“Me.”

“Hmm,” He looked over to you with mischievous look in his eye as he snaked his arm completely around your waist bringing you all the way to him, “I’ll tell you what, let’s make a deal.”

Raising a brow you looked him over this time, “And what’s the deal?”

“You move in with me and we just share a closet. It’s a win, win.” Squeezing your hip, he gave you those eyes that melted you entirely.

You were sure your eyes were bugging out “What? Just like that?”

“Why not?” He raised an eyebrow now as if to challenge you. He was right though, why not? You were also more than ready to take the next step with him. So, why not?

Eyeing him to make sure he wasn’t just messing with you, you nodded, “Okay… only if, you’re sure.”

He laughed nuzzling his head into your neck, “Babe, of course I’m sure or I wouldn’t have asked. I’d marry you tomorrow if you wanted to. I’d do anything for you.”

Eyes softening, his comments like that made you love him that much more. He sure did have a knack for getting your heart racing, “You want to?”

“Hell yeah. I’ll marry you right now.”

Giggling, you knew he was completely serious. Hell, you’d even consider it but knew your family would completely freak, only your mom had met him briefly. But she sure did like him giving you a big thumbs up after her trip “As much as I want to, I think my mom would have a heart attack.”

Pulling you into his lap he didn’t want to be further from you, “You want to marry me?”

Nodding your head eagerly you didn’t stop the grin that seemed to permanently dominate your face for the last while, “Of course I do, you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”

Jake thought he’d been in love before, but he hadn’t. This was love. Feeling so inexplicably in enamored with you felt some way. But knowing you felt the same? That sent him into planning your future together. He envisioned so much for the two of you. That is, if you wanted it of course. He wasn’t lying when he said he’d do anything for you. If you wanted to move, he would. If you wanted six kids, he’d give you six kids. If you wanted a quiet life away from the world, he’d let you. He just wanted to see you happy. Nothing made him feel any better than seeing that grin on your face.

“You know how much I love you right?” Jake spoke after observing your features for a moment.

Nodding your head, you traced the pattern on his shirt that ran across his abdomen still resting your head on his chest. The slow and soft rhythm of his heartbeat relaxed you as the two of you conversed, “I do.”

He kissed your forehead that was resting on him, “I’d do anything for you Y/N.”

Looking up at him you gave him a drowsy smile. The grey skies and the warmth of his body was lulling you to sleep unknowingly, “I know Jake.” You kept giving him your lazy smile.

“Literally, anything.”

Lifting your head up you studied his face this time. He too looked dopily in love, “Jake, I know really. You do everything for me already. You make me feel like the most special person in the whole wide world.” Kissing his cheek this time you pulled back and continued, “No joke. I’m the happiest I’ve ever been in my life and that’s because of you. I know you’d do anything for me because you show me all the time. I love you so much Jake.” You giggled seeing his eyes darken a shade. Caressing your hand along his cheek you could never get tired of looking right into his beautiful eyes.

“God, I love you Y/N.” He gave you a gentle squeeze, “Can I cook you dinner?” Jake gave you a quizzical look shifting the conversation.

Giggling you nodded, “I would never say no to such a request.”

“Noted.” He threw you a wink planting a kiss right on your lips, “I’m going to run to the store really quick and pick up some food. Go relax and take a bath. It’ll be ready before you know it.”

“You really are too kind to me Mr. Seresin.” Your cheeks begun to hurt from the perma-grin that never seemed to drop when you were around Jake. He really did make you the happiest you’ve ever been in your life. Penny noticed it. Pete noticed it. And Amelia certainly noticed it. She’s a big fan of the couple she claims she pushed together. You let her have it, she did push you early on and you couldn’t be more thankful to her for it.

Your mom even came out to meet him once she knew how serious it was. Amelia told her that you were so in love. You tried to play it off as cool, but she picked up on it. She picked up on how relaxed and at ease you were around him. How you were always either giggling or laughing when you were with him. How the normally not so touchy girl is always hanging off of him one way or another. Completely enamored and more than in love.

Letting yourself relax you closed your eyes fully submerging yourself into the tub listening to the quiet music you had on in the background. Still, you couldn’t wipe the goofy grin off your face feeling quite literally like the luckiest girl in the world. It still didn’t feel quite real to you that you managed to find him.

After a while you heard Jake open the front door and get to work in the kitchen. Looking at the time you were surprised you’d already been in the tub for thirty minutes. You opted to put on a cute dress wanting to look nice for him. That was one thing you never wanted to do with your ex-fiancé. He never made you feel pretty enough or important enough to do that for him. But with Jake? You wanted to look pretty for him. You wanted to see his eyes glow when they spotted you. He made you feel like the most beautiful creature to ever walk this earth and you loved to show him that you were.

A soft knock on the bathroom door startled you out of your thoughts. You were putting on the finishing touches to your makeup, opting for a soft look for the night.

“Hey sweetheart. Dinners almost done. I’m going to change then I’ll see you down there.” You heard him lean on the door waiting for your response.

“Thanks babe. I’ll be down in a sec!”

“Take your time.” You heard him walk off to the closet.

Taking a step back you surveyed the reflection staring back at you. You were still you, Y/N, just a happier version of yourself. Your eyes a little brighter and your smile a little bigger. Slowly your attitude shifted too. The happier you were with Jake the more optimistic you seemed to get. Penny even made a comment that she’s never seen you so sweet before. She was right of course. You were the best version of yourself, and you could only thank Jake for that. Who would’ve thought that a cheating fiancé was the best thing that ever happened to you?

Making your way downstairs you were a bit taken aback by the setup he had managed to place in the short amount of time he had. The dining room was transformed for an intimate date for two. Lights low, candles out and fresh flowers. Jake made sure to go all out. You shouldn’t have expected any less from the guy. He always manages to one up himself without you even asking.

“Jake… this is wow.”

Turning his head around he took you in eyeing you from head to toe, very obviously. Cheeks heating up slowly Jake always managed to make you blush. Nine months of spending almost every minute with him still didn’t make you fall victim to his overly flirtatious advances, “Like I said baby, anything for you. You look…” He paused walking over to you, “Beautiful as ever darling.” He leaned down kissing you softly.

“Touché handsome. Broke out the polo and all.” You pulled him down at the neck for another soft kiss.

He walked you over to the dining table making sure to pull your chair out for you. You thanked him and he threw you a wink. So, Jake. Your Jake, “Only for you darling.” He squeezed your hand before opening the bottle of wine to split between the two of you.

“This is amazing Jake, really.” You grinned seeing the red wine hit your glass.

“You haven’t even seen dinner yet.” He chuckled giving you a loving look.

You shrugged, “It’s already perfect. I never thought I’d have this... and you.” You admitted to him feeling slightly uncomfortable telling him that.

He nodded before leaning down to give your forehead a kiss seeing your demeanor shift in the slightest. Jake could always tell when something was up. When you were feeling a little off, “Best believe it darling. I’m not going anywhere.” He ran his thumb along your cheek making sure to memorize every detail he could, “Now, let me go get dinner.” Feeling a little speechless by his touch you simply nodded as he walked away into the kitchen. You let the breath out and felt your heart hammering in your chest. It baffled you that you still reacted to his touch like so. Like it was the first time at the Hard Deck all those months ago.

Before you could get lost in your head Jake came out with your favorite meal, steak, and roasted veggies on the side, “Oh!” You clapped feeling a little too excited for the meal. That was something Jake just adored about you. Your little happy dances whenever food came around. You always seemed to make the small things seem so impactful on a daily basis, “You’re really spoiling me now.”

He set the plate down in front of you, “It helps that this is one of my favorites too.”

“Great minds think alike.”

He broke out his genuine Jake smile as he sat down across from you, admiring everything about you, “That they do.”

“So, how was your day?” You changed the conversation feeling the heaviness of everything you two talked about for the afternoon.

“It was fine,” He cut into the meat before looking up at you, throwing you that signature Jake smirk, “Then I came home, and it got a whole lot better.”

That stupid blush made an appearance back on your cheeks. That sly man knew exactly what he was doing, “You don’t ever stop do you?”

“Why would I stop telling the truth darling?”

“Mmm,” You mumbled deciding to chew a mouthful of steak instead of replying trying to come up with some answer in your head, “Says you.” Was all you could think of.

“It’s my truth.” He set his fork down making sure you really heard him. You always did this. Always put yourself down. Always made it seem like Jake was the one that was way out of your league when he thought the opposite. He thought the world of you. You thought that he saved you when it was really you who saved him. He was coming off the mission high off emotions realizing quickly how short life could be. Then you waltzed in saving him from his spiral.

You were the kindest person he’d come across in all his time. That alone drew him close to you. From there he quickly fell for you. Your personality and all its quirks. All your insecurities that he promised to himself he’d break down. Even if it took forever and the rest of time, he wanted to break those down. He wasn’t lying, “In my world you’re everything to me. No, you aren’t perfect. And I’m sure as hell not perfect. But you show me every day how to strive for perfection.” He grabbed your hand really wanting it to sink in, “You are my everything. I love you so dearly Y/N. I cannot imagine a life without you sweetheart. Ever since you walked into my life you’ve changed it for the better. You hear that? You helped me more than you’ll ever know.”

Again, for the second time that night, you felt utterly speechless. Sure, the two of you have shared your feelings but nothing quite like this, “Got it.” You managed to squeak out really processing his words.

He raised his eyebrows, “Yeah?”

With a little more confidence you found your voice, “Yeah Jake. I hear you.”

“Good.” He grinned, “I want you to love yourself as much as I love you.”

“I don’t think that’s possible.”

He threw you a wink, “Yeah, you’re probably right. But try for me?”

You nodded, “You got it. I’d do anything for you too.”

“How lucky am I for that?” He grinned.

The two of you continued to converse throughout dinner. Jake making sure that your wine glass was properly filled the entire time. By the end of it you were feeling the light buzz and the blush dancing across your cheeks. Talking about anything and everything with him. That was one of your favorite parts about Jake. The ease at which the conversation flowed so effortlessly. Even when the two of you had nothing to say it never felt off. It always felt so right.

You talked about going to visit his family in Texas. How you’ve never gone line dancing and how offended Jake was that you admitted to it. He promised that he was taking you to a country bar next weekend and he was going to teach you all the moves, his words not yours. Jake couldn’t have you going unprepared to meet his family now. You talked about your parents and your siblings and all their families. You learned how close Jake was with not only his parents but his sisters too. Jake might have had a tough exterior, but you were learning just how big of a softie the man really was. You about lost it when he showed you pictures of him with his nieces and nephews. All but solidifying your desire to have children with him. You just imagined how good of a dad Jake would be to your kids. How hard he would love and protect them.

Like Jake said, he wasn’t perfect, but he was damn close to being it. Early on in the relationship you worried that the little bliss the two of you had created would come crashing down. That’s how all your previous relationships went. Your honeymoon phase would be incredible but after month three things always strained. By month six you’d be at each other’s throats. The only reason you were with your ex-fiancé for so long was because you made it past the irritation stage. You just didn’t realize it was because there wasn’t a whole lot of love to give in the first place. After loving Jake for the last nine months, you realized what your ex was, you being too comfortable and afraid to go after what you really wanted.

“Darling?” A concerned look brought you out of your thoughts. He’d only stepped away for a moment to grab dessert, but you were already lost in your head.

“Yeah Jake, sorry.” You smiled up the handsome man admiring every feature on his face. You felt so lucky to be loved by not only a kind and sweet man but one that was hot as hell to boot.

“You okay?”

You nodded quickly, “More than okay. I was just thinking about how happy I am. How fortunate I am to have met and fallen in love with you.”

“Y/N, you’re making me blush now. You know that’s my job.” He grinned down at you shooting you a flirtatious wink, “My turn now?”

Glancing up at him you nodded before returning your gaze down at his hands on the table. You traced the back of his hand almost too scared to look him in the eyes. At first, you dreaded having these emotionally loaded conversations with him. But he seemed to love them. Over the last few months though you learned to love them just as much as him. It was still hard to maintain eye contact throughout the whole thing though. This whole spilling your heart out thing was still foreign to you. But you were learning to love it, albeit a little slowly.

You let him pull you out of you seat. Throwing him a curious glance he begun whatever he was about to say ignoring your questioning gaze.

“Sweetheart I’m going to get a little selfish and tell you what I want, okay?”

You nodded letting a small smile form across your lips, he could never be selfish. You were all too curious where he was going with this now.

“I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I want to start a family with you. I want to have three little kids running around in the backyard of our home having the time of their lives. Hopefully they take after you. I want to teach and love those little ones with you. Watch them grow up and turn into better versions of ourselves. I want to grow old with you sweetheart. I want to fall so deeply and madly in love with you. I’m already halfway there darling. I want to go all the way though.”

“Jake,” You paused eyes growing wide at his motions. Reaching into his pant pocket he pulled out a small bag. He let the ring fall into his palm. Was this really happening right now?

With one quick motion Jake was on one knee looking up at you. Holy shit, it was happening, “Y/N, my darling. This has been the best time of my life, my time with you. I can’t imagine not spending the rest of my life with you

Before you could say yes, your brain had other ideas, “Are you sure?” Spilled out as if he hadn’t taken the time to properly think about it. Jake knew from the second date at the aquarium he was going to marry you. He got his grandma to send him her old ring and he had it redone by a local jeweler to make it more you. He knew he had found something so damn special with you he wasn’t going to let that one slip from his grasp.

He chuckled nodding his head. That was such a you response, making sure everyone else was sure before you were, “I’ve never been so sure of anything sweetheart.” He responded sending you a sweet loving gaze.

You opened and closed your mouth like a fish out of water failing to form any sort of sentence. Was he planning on this? Did he really want this? A whirlwind of emotions hit you as you realized he was actually proposing to you.

Of course, you wanted this more than anything in your life. You were sure of that. To anybody else it might’ve looked a little crazy. Proposing after only nine months together seemed insane. But both of you knew. It felt so right. You were out of the honeymoon stage completely and still managed to fall more in love with him day after day. It seemed like you’d never grow tired of him, only wanting more of him.

“Sweetheart?” His grin never broke knowing you were lost in your head. A habit you all too often

“Yes,” You paused throwing him your genuine smile, “1000% yes Jake. I want to marry you so bad.”

His smile grew even wider if that were possible, “Yeah?”

You pulled him up by his shoulders not giving him time to put the ring on your finger before kissing him deeply. Pulling away only when you need air you nodded fervently into his chest, “Yeah. Absolutely yes. I can’t wait to marry you. I want those kids too Jake. I want that life. I want to do it all with you. I want it all with you. Let’s do it. Let’s be selfish together.”

You saw him relax at your words before picking you up and holding you into his chest, “I’m so glad you said that baby.” He kissed your forehead before tucking your head into his neck, just holding you into him. He loved your touch. Craved your touch even.

And this was your heaven. Being held by him. Being loved by him. Doing this life with him. You really couldn’t wait.

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[multifanhoe99]

Kinktober Day 17- Camgirl/boy

Pairing: Camboy!Soobin

Warnings: No pairing really, solo camboy!Soobin doing his thang, masturbation on camera,

=Let me know if I missed any.=

18+ MDNI

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Soobin loved his side job. While some people might criticize it he embraces it. There is nothing wrong with showing yourself off to complete strangers for a little bit of extra money. Even more so than liking it, he was good at it. When he means a little side money he actually means a few hundred dollars every week. Sometimes his subscribers sent him cute little gifts and toys to use in his lives too. He also enjoyed doing his livestream because it made him feel really good about himself. That was especially good when he was feeling down and needed a little pick-me-up.

Tonight was one of the nights he went live and he was very excited about it. He had just gotten a new toy that he was very excited to try. It is a small vibrator that also moves in a thrusting motion. It has a circle at the bottom. The idea is that he puts his dick in the circle part and the part that thrusts will go into his ass and the whole thing vibrates. The part that makes him the most excited is that he can set it up so that it responds to the tips he gets. The more money he gets the more intense it will get and if he goes a long period without getting tips it'll stop.

He was excited, not only to try it out but, also to see what it would do for his interaction. He had been looking for more ways he could make his audience feel more included in the live and this was a great idea to do just that. So, when he got home he right away started preparing for his live. He likes to do a little more than just whip it out and start jerking off. He has a little snack with everyone talks about his day and interacts with everyone before starting. He got a snack ready and pulled out the boxes of gifts so he could thank everyone before he started. Then, he changes into a sweater and sweats and nothing underneath. Now he was comfortable but also taking everything off later wouldn't be a hassle.

He was ready and comfortable 5 minutes before the live started which was the perfect amount of time to log in and get settled before starting the live. He started his live right on time and waited for people to join. As more and more people started coming in and saying hello he got more and more excited.

"Hello, everyone," he said, waving to the camera. He looked at the chat reading the responses to himself.

Then, he saw one and read it aloud, "What do you have for snack today?"

"Today, I have some cup ramen to eat while we chat," he answered. He continued to chat while eating. Then, he went through the gifts and thanked everyone. When everything was put away it was time to start the real show.

"I have something very special for you all today," he said. He pulled out the little black toy.

"I got this as a gift from one of you," he began, "I am very excited to try it out. With this, you'll be able to be very involved in what happens tonight. The more you tip the more intense this will get. I am sure you all will take good care of me tonight, right?" He finished talking and got up to begin stripping himself of his clothes. When he was naked he got comfortable and picked up the toy and some lube. He first lubed up the thrusting part of the toy very generously and then he lubed up his cock. Part of it was so that he was able to squeeze through the ring on the other side of the toy and the other part of it was to get himself nice and hard for everyone to see. He was now officially ready. He put his cock through the ring and made sure the audience had a nice view of him slowly pushing the toy into his ass.

The view of that itself had the tips rolling in. The toy began thrusting at a decent pace. He stroked himself slowly as well. He was moaning loudly which made more tips roll in. The toy went faster. The thrusting, the vibrating, and the stimulation from jerking himself off were all so good. He couldn't remember another time he had felt so good. The better he felt the more tips would roll in and the more tips that came in the better he felt. He wished he could personally thank whomever it was that sent him this toy because he was feeling amazing. It was so good that he was starting to get light-headed. He wasn't sure how much longer he was going to last.

"I am so close, everyone," he moaned out, "Do you want me to cum? Should I cum? Tell me you want to see it." The chat went crazy. More people kept tipping big amounts and everyone kept typing that they wanted to see him cum. The little toy went as fast as it could. The vibration mixed with the thrusting motion and he adjusted so now it was at an angle that reached his sweet spot. Plus he was still stroking his cock as fast as he could. All of this pleasure built up and it was ready to explode and so was he. A few pumps later and he was cumming. Long white ribbons shot out from the top of his cock. It got all over him and even reached up to land on his chest and neck rather than just his stomach. It was the most he had ever cum before. When he finished the toy was still moving as tips kept coming in. He didn't think it was possible but, the toy's continuous movement had him cumming again so quickly. He couldn't take anymore though and even though it was still going he had to remove the toy.

"That was amazing," he said, "Thank you everyone. I will definitely be using this toy again. Thank you for coming to hang out and make me feel good. I will see you all later this week. Bye!" Then, he ended his live. He got himself cleaned up and put his sweats back on afterward. He couldn't wait to use that toy again.

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A/N: I hope you all like this one! I know it's a little different but, I still like it a lot. Let me know if you have anything you want to see! My asks are still open.

#kinktober 2023 #kinktober #txt smut #tomorrow x together #soobin #soobin smut #txt soobin #txt soobin smut #tomorrow x together smut #k pop smut

[soonsluv]

valentine’s special

pairing: sub!dokyeom x dom!gn!reader

contains: unnecessarily long build up💔, edging, the reader is a bit mean and dokyeom is a crybaby about it

a/n: this is part of the collab the amazing @huiranghaes​ organised! here’s the link to the hyung’s and maknae’s masterlists, go check them out! and ofc respect and protect sex workers!!<3

dokyeom hadn’t been a camboy for long which is also the reason why his content was relatively tame. despite his simple performances, he still attracted a decent number of viewers thanks to his charming allure and gorgeous body. he was sweet, making sure to ask how his viewers' day had been and always had a gentle smile on his face, no matter how contradictingly dirty his actions could be sometimes.

his viewers loved him and his lives but he felt like trying something new, especially with valentine’s day coming up. only problem was, the young man didn’t know where to start. there were definitely some things he wanted to try out but he wasn’t sure if his viewers would like them considering how… specific some of his interests were. and besides, most of them required at least two people with decent experience to have a pleasurable session. but it’s not like finding someone with experience willing to teach him was hard to come by on the app he was using, he might even argue that it was too easy. all he needed to do was to browse through his favorite creators, find one that lived close by and-

ping!

you look down to your phone screen at the sound of a notification and see that another creator from the app you cam on has sent you a message.

kyeomie18_: “hi! i don’t really know how this is supposed to go but i really like your work and i was wondering if you’d like to collaborate sometime? i can host :)”

hm. you scroll through the pictures and clips he has posted in the past and you can’t help but admit that the man is dangerously hot. he also looked pretty professional, you couldn’t see his full face and the room he filmed in was clean but considering the tone of his message, he couldn’t have been on the platform for long. teaching him a few tricks seems like a tempting idea but you didn't have to choose right this instance so you decide to think about it for a bit more and besides, his next live show is tomorrow night so you might be able to make a decision after seeing him in action.

the following day, you come home particularly excited to watch kyeomie18_’s live. you change into more comfortable clothes and sit down in your bed, making sure to get in a comfortable position, just in case you… enjoy it.

kyeomie18_ is now live!

he starts the live by waving at the camera, not showing his entire face like in any other videos and pictures he posts. he is still fully clothed so you guess that he likes to tease his viewers instead of directly getting to the point.

“good evening everyone, i see that we have a special guest tonight so i’ll be sure to make it extra special this time to make a good impression on them,” he says, making your face heat up. that’s right, every creator could see the users that were watching so he knew you were watching him too.

a bunch of jealous messages asking about the mystery guest start flooding his comment section.

“don’t worry, you will always be my number one.,” he starts off in a cutesy voice, making you roll your eyes and scoff, “this special person will be revealed soon enough… or never, depending on whether they like me enough,” he trails off.

after the comments have died down, he slowly removes his cardigan that he was wearing with a plain white shirt and blue jeans. he sighs heavily.

“work was so hard today, i could barely focus because i kept thinking about you…”

the type to do fanservice. noted.

“it just hurt so much…”

you could practically hear the pout in his voice and his viewers all played along, worryingly asking him where it hurt so bad.

“it hurts here,” he reveals while grabbing his crotch, effectively drawing attention to his erection.

most comments were urging him to just jerk off but one comment, one that caught your attention, said that he should deny himself for being so horny even at work. you decide to leave a comment agreeing with shiningm00n73.

“d-deny myself?” he cautiously asks, like you might change opinions if he acted cute enough.

the first person comments a simple “yes” but you have a feeling that that question was more directed at you so you also confirm the suggestion.

“your wish is my command,” he finally says with much more determination this time.

he ever so slowly unzips his pants, showing off his happy trail and the fact that he wasn’t wearing

shiningm00n73: “no wonder you got horny at work if you were walking around with no fucking underwear.”

this makes you snort and it probably flustered him by the way he avoids answering the commenter.

he just pushes his shirt up so it’s out of the way and continues by fully taking his hard cock out of his pants without removing them and starts stroking it lightly while his other hand reaches for the bottle of lube that was near him and proceeds to squirt a generous amount on his already throbbing member.

he hisses and you’re not sure if it’s because of the cold substance hitting such a sensitive area or out of relief because he must’ve been holding back for quite some time to already be throbbing.

he quickly loses himself in the pleasure though, his hips keep twitching and small moans are slipping in between his quick breaths. he’s already worked up, maybe even close. it’s easy to tell that he’s a rookie and you wonder if he’ll really keep his promise.

that’s when his hand jerks away from his member and comes to a stop as a frustrated huff leaves his lips.

“how many times do you want me to do this?” he breathes.

and by the way all the viewers implore him to stop and just finish, you deduct that his fanbase is used to simple masturbation sessions where he whispers them a bunch of lovey doves words

but you can’t have that, that would be too easy so you leave a comment.

“continue until you cry.”

he lets out an nervous laugh but complies nonetheless.

“okay,” he sounds weak and a smirk appears on your face. guess he doesn’t have the best stamina.

his hand starts moving again and his breathing loses all rhythm despite the slow pace.

whines start bubbling up his throat while the comment section is filled with people admiring his body or taking notice at how incredibly hot he sounds.

it doesn’t take long before he gets close again though.

his breathing is heavy and his abs are flexing uncontrollably, it is truly a sight to behold.

“i’m-“

before he can finish or rather start that sentence, he spurts all over his stomach and previously clean shirt. some of his cum dribbles down to his balls that are still relentlessly twitching and it becomes crystal clear that he needed this.

it takes a minute before he can calm himself down and when he finally does, he makes sure to shoot a finger heart to his viewers.

“goodnight, hope you enjoyed and i get to see you again next week.”

what a cheeky motherfucker but you would be lying if you said you weren’t itching to remove your underwear and relief the pressure that has now build up. you decide to keep that frustration to record an audio for your viewers later though, instead concluding that you have an important message to send.

“sure, what did you have in mind?”

—

after having met up to get to know each other and laid down some ground rules, you now find yourself entering the apartment of the mystery cam guy, dokyeom. he was wearing a plain shirt with comfortable joggers, in other words, clothes that are easily pushed out of the way. smart.

the apartment looked neat and smelled nice. the table in the living room was filled with snacks and drinks for later you assume. you smile.

“what? what’s funny?” he asks a bit too insecurely.

“no nothing, i just think it’s sweet how you organised so well is all,” you respond as you smile a bit wider at him.

now it’s his turn to smile.

he leads you to his room after dropping your belongings on the couch of the living room.

“so this is where the uh magic happens,” he chuckles awkwardly while gesturing to his inviting bed.

it was made prettily with a bunch of unnecessary pillows and his computer was already in position. on his night table were a bottle of lube, a bullet vibrator, bottles of water and wet wipes.

he turns to you.

“so i’ll just open the live, introduce you and then you’ll… take the lead like we discussed, right?”

“right.”

you give him a reassuring smile because you can practically smell the nervousness on him.

“don’t worry, i’ll take good care of you,” you add to lighten the mood. his cheeks redden a bit. cute.

when the two of you are in position, with you sitting behind him to be precise, he starts off the live by introducing you.

“hi, have you been well? remember the mystery person i was talking about last week? as you can see they’re here with me today to celebrate valentine’s day!”

and without skipping a beat, the viewers bombard the comment section with questions surrounding you and what the two of you were planning.

“well my friend here will have their way with me and my goal is to last as long as i can. very simple rules but i doubt i’ll be able to abide by them anyway,” he snorts.

the word he used to describe you makes your heart skip a beat but you make sure to not show it even though he’s facing away from you and the viewers can’t see completely your face nor his.

“their user is _ so if you end up liking what we do tonight, you should definitely check them out,” he adds.

after receiving the green light, you teasingly run your hands along his clothed chest and leave feather like kisses along his neck, helping him to relax in your hold.

you stay like that for a while until both of your hands slip underneath his shirt and you hear him exhale heavily.

as you continue to caress his skin, you feel goosebumps growing under your fingertips and you smile softly. hadn’t he been touched in a while or was he just really sensitive? either way, you certainly liked how reactive he was.

your right thumb brush against his nipple, making him suspire again.

while your right thumb is circling around his nipple, your free hand reaches out to grab the vibrator to then swiftly turn it on and press it against his left nipple over his shirt.

“no fair,” he whines and all you can offer him is a kiss against his jaw because this is much too fun to stop.

your right hand slips from under his shirt and goes down to firmly grab his crotch, making him whine again.

“already excited i see?”

he only lowers his head but doesn’t deny your accusatory statement, he must be red as a beet you muse.

he pushes his chest against the vibrator when you start to message him through his joggers.

“move on,” he breathes with effort.

“don’t forget who’s in charge, dear.”

he huffs but doesn’t protest, his hands obediently remaining at his sides.

your left hand leaves the tormented bud and glides into his joggers to thrust the toy against the head of his cock through his boxers while your right hand goes to his thigh to secure it in place.

“oh fuck,” he moans as his hips jerk at the new sensation.

“there there, you’ll feel better very soon,” you whisper to help him slip into that specific headspace better.

“mhm…”

his head is now leaning on your shoulder while his hands have formed fists, tightly clutching the blanket beneath you.

you almost feel bad for the poor man in your arms, now being able to notice how his lips are parted and how his eyes are blissfully closed.

“i hope you didn’t forget about the rules,” you remind him, removing the toy to prevent an orgasm you anticipated was creeping up on him much too quickly.

he hisses.

“no no, i didn’t forget,” he hastily reassures you but it’s clear that he was a bit far gone and would’ve probably jizzed his pants hadn’t you reminded him.

“remove your pants and boxers,” you order.

he lifts his hips and swiftly removes the clothes that are hindering you.

after you grab the bottle of lube, he eagerly resumes his position back in your arms.

you squirt ample amount in your hand and warm it up a bit before smearing it all over his cock that was now gradually reddening.

he completely melts in your hold as a relieved sigh glides from his lips.

you take your time in working him up because he seemed to be real close.

you stroke him and progressively slow down your pace, feeling your mean side peek out again.

a whine rips out his throat.

“please,” he drags out the word and you can tell that he isn’t acting for his viewers, he’s begging.

“do you want me to go faster?”

“yes,” he whimpers.

“beg.”

“please go faster, i might die if you don’t.”

you almost laugh but as ridiculous as he sounds right now, you’re sure that he’s speaking with utmost sincerity so you indulge him and pick up your pace.

“oh shit,” he curses as his hips spasm but relatively stay still.

his body melts further into your hold, you’re afraid he’s going to turn into liquid.

“i love this,” he sighs and you know this is the perfect time to deliver the killing blow.

“tell me darling, do you like being touched by me? does it turn you on to know that i get to choose what and when you feel it?” you whisper in his ear while your hand squeezes around the head of his cock, making his body jerk as a mewl slips from his throat.

“i-“

“don’t lie to me, baby.”

“i like not hav- having to think,” he pants, hips frantically trying to keep up with the serene rhythm of your hand, without much success. this wasn’t going to last much longer.

“i like it when you tell me what to do, when you’re mean to me.”

“you think i’m mean to you?” you ask with a faux pout he can’t see.

“yes but i like it…” he whispers back.

“you do?” you ask as your free hand goes to fondle with his balls.

this, without your intention, pushes him over the edge and he’s just as surprised as you are when his cock violently throbs and leaks cum in lavish abundance.

his body is much quicker than his mind though, his hips fucking up against your hand in a attempt to ride out this orgasm. you push the idea of ruining his orgasm out of your mind and keep your grasp tight so he can be satiated.

for a moment, his heavy breathing is the only thing echoing in the room until silence settles when he’s fully calmed down. you decide to break that silence.

“guess edging isn’t your forté, huh?” you snort, completely forgetting about your audience.

“well, this was a nice valentine's gift anyway,” he sighs dreamily.

you stroke his hair and notice that he looks a bit… far away. he really liked this, didn’t he?

“glad you liked it,” you giggle before getting up to go look for a towel and pick up the snacks from the living room.

dokyeom glances at his computer screen to read the comment at the very bottom.

shiningm00n73: well, fuck.

#sub!dokyeom #dokyeom x reader #dokyeom smut #dokyeom scenarios #seventeen x reader #seventeen smut #seventeen scenarios

[gt-jar]

Hide 'n' Sleep

Word count: 1,665

Ted placed two plates on the table. A normal-sized one for himself and a much, much smaller one, that belonged to the young borrower he shared his apartment with. It's been almost two months since he officially started to foster the seven-year-old. Becoming a legal caretaker had made a positive impact on his life. One of the many things that changed for the better was that he actually put in the effort to cook a decent meal at least once every day, now that he was responsible for the well-being of another person. He, by far, wasn't the best cook, but he was doing his best, and so far the kid had liked everything he had served him, so he counted that as a win. Though, that most likely didn't have much to do with his cooking skills. His old living circumstances, the fact that the boy used to live mostly from scraps and wasn't picky at all when it came to food, definitely played a major part in that matter as well. The man still liked to think that the kid genuinely liked his food.

Today he had made something simple, mashed potatoes and grilled chicken slices.

Ted opened the drawer and took out two sets of silverware and placed them next to their respective plates. He already dreaded having to clean the tiny fork and knife. He lost count of how many times he had to replace them, after accidentally dropping them down the drain. But well, that was a problem for after dinner.

He walked into the living room area, after calling out to the borrower to announce his presence, and went over to the sofa, where they had been watching TV together, before he had started to make dinner. But when he looked over the back of the sofa there was no borrower to be seen.

"Pip?" Ted called softly.

When the man didn't receive an answer, he carefully lifted up the cushions. Sometimes the kid liked to hide under them and fell asleep. But again the borrower wasn't there. Ted looked around, trying to spot the small boy. It wasn't really a surprise when he didn't. At his size the borrower could be hiding anywhere.

Luckily, his hiding spots were limited to the living room, since the kid hadn't told him that he wanted to leave the room. It was one of the few rules the borrower had to follow. If Pip wanted to enter or exit a room, he had to tell Ted, and vice versa. This way the borrower could move safely on his own, and the man didn't need to watch his steps all the time. Pip knew how important that rule was, especially for his own safety, he wouldn't break it without a good reason, so the chances for him still being in the same room were high.

Knowing Pip the kid was probably laughing at him from his hiding spot, like the little gremlin he was. He might as well just play along.

"Man, I knew that my cooking skills weren't the greatest, but I didn't think they were so bad that you needed to hide from them," Ted drawled with a smile on his face.

When he still didn't get a reply and couldn't hear the familiar sound of poorly muffled laughter, he was getting a little nervous. Usually the kid would have popped out of this hiding spot to "scare" him by now. His little schemes never lasted this long.

Ted stepped around the furniture, now very mindful of each step, and knelt down to look under the sofa and the coffee table, in case Pip fell asleep while waiting for him to finish cooking. When he wasn't there either the man began to check more possible hiding spots. The bookshelf, the dresser, behind the TV.

And every time.... nothing.

With each empty hiding place and unanswered call, the tension in his shoulders began to increase a bit more.

"C'mon bud, your food is getting cold. We can play later if you want."

Yet again, no answer.

He began to wonder. Did something happen? Did he say or do something wrong? Before he had started to cook Pip had been dozing on the back of the sofa, perfectly content. He was aware that sometimes borrowers that were in the room mate or the foster program choose to move back into the walls. Living with a human was the borrower's choice and theirs only, if they wanted to leave there really wasn't anything humans could do about it. But why would Pip want to leave? Ted had the impression that the boy liked living with him, even though he still sometimes wondered why. He wouldn't call himself great parent material and the wish to be one never really crossed his mind, until Pip came along and changed things.

Sure, they had a rocky start, but against all odds Pip had liked Ted from the very start and wanted to live him, even after being given the opportunity to move in with a family that was better suited for a kid his age. And yet the young borrower had wanted to hear none of it, and instead chose to stay with him, as if it was the most obvious choice in this world.

The possibility that he left just like that, without any hints, simply seemed too absurd.

Coming to this conclusion should have been at least somewhat reassuring, but all it did was bring up worse reasons for the borrower's sudden vanishing in his head. Images of Pip being hurt or unconscious and unable to call for help flashed across his mind.

Ted tried calling out again, fear causing his voice to raise, something he normally avoided given the borrowers' sensitive hearing.

"PIP?"

Ted held his breath and listened closely, trying to pick up even the tiniest sound in hope to somehow locate the borrower. At first he feared that only silence would answer him, but then he heard sleepy mumbling coming from somewhere behind him and just a moment later-

"Teddyyy why are y' shoutin'?" Pip grumbled, his voice slurred from sleep.

Ted turned his head to see where the voice was coming from, it sounded incredibly close, though he still couldn't spot the kid even after fully turning around.

He wasn't hearing voices, was he? He frantically looked around, still unable to spot the kid.

Ted almost feared that his mind was playing tricks on him, but then he felt light tugging on his hood and a moment later he could see the kid, rubbing his eyes with a fist, out of the corner of his eye. The man let out a sigh of relief and reached over his shoulder, wrapping the borrower in a loose fist.

"Oh Pip, there you are," Ted whispered as he pulled the boy close to his chest, relishing in the feeling of holding the kid safe in his hands again.

Meanwhile Pip happily snuggled closer to him and latched onto his shirt, always soaking up any kind of affection like a sponge. Yet, as he pressed his head against the man's chest, there was something keeping him from fully enjoying their cuddle session.

"Why is your heart beating so fast?" The boy asked with a frown.

God.... this kid.

If the man still had any hair to turn gray, this kid would be the reason for every single one.

"Why? I couldn't find you and you didn't answer me when I called, that's why."

Ted pulled the small boy away from his chest and held him on eye level. Pip wasn't too happy about their cuddle time being cut short, but didn't make much of a fuss and switched to hugging Ted's thumb instead. Ted met his eyes with a stern gaze, it made Pip avoid eye contact and his tail started to swish back and forth. It was a habit, Ted had noticed, something the borrower always did when he was embarrassed, nervous or anxious.

Good. The kid at least had the decency to feel guilty.

Ted didn't like being stern, but he needed Pip to know that couldn't do something like this again. Or else he would get a heart attack before reaching his 60's.

"I'm not mad, okay?", Ted patiently waited for Pip to meet his eyes again before continuing, "But I was worried about you. What were you doing in my hood anyway?"

"Well uhm... I was tired and... and your hood looked really comfy," Pip looked away again and his next words weren't more than a whisper, "and I wanted to be close to you."

And there went his lecture he had mentally prepared in his head already. Y'know? Like any good parent did.

Just like that. Gone. Poof.

He had always thought of himself as a tough guy, but this tiny kid never failed to make him utterly melt. The man had a hard time suppressing a coo, as he pulled the kid close again. This time he brought him to his face, so he could nuzzle the boy's chest with his nose, who in turn instinctively hugged it.

"How am I supposed to scold you for scaring me half to death, if you are being this adorable?" Ted said more to himself than anything else, Pip still mumbled a quiet 'sorry' back. Seriously, who gave that kid the right to be this precious?

"Just tell me the next time you decide to climb in my hood, 'kay?"

Pip, still being a bit dozy, just hummed. And that was good enough for Ted, who only truly cared about the kid being safe and sound.

A loud rumble coming from Pip's stomach reminded Ted of the reason why he had come to the living room. He had almost forgotten about dinner after all this fuss.

"Come on, let's see if I need to heat up our food again, sounds like someone is hungry," Ted laughed as he made his way to the kitchen, still cradling Pip in his hands.

And if Pip spent the next morning slouching in Ted's hood, while he was making breakfast, and many times after that, no one else needed to know.

#giant/tiny #g/t #g/t community #g/t writing #parental g/t #my-writing-jar #OC: Ted #OC: Pip

[gothamslostboy]

The Lost Boys

How Dwayne Flirts

Very slow to introduce himself

Seriously

It takes at least a week

In that week he spends most his time watching you

And for the weeks/months it takes until your living in the cave

He doesn’t mean to stalk you, but he does

Like at first he’s just following you around the boardwalk, but then you go home early one night

He wants to make sure you arrive safely and once you do he’s curious to see how you act alone

He’s not a creep or anything; if you’re not dating him and you change your clothes or do something that feels too personal he looks away

Eventually after you’ve been dating awhile and you know he’s a vampire he’s gonna tell you about the stalking

But he’ll be genuinely confused if it freaks you out

“I was just keeping you safe darling”

Enough about that though

When he does speak to you, it’s after he notices that you’ve been looking at him and getting flustered when he catches you

He comes over and introduces himself, but lets you lead the conversation

What he does next depends on where you are and you’re vibes

If he ends up not actually liking you he does some pick up lines and cheesy flirting until he can get you alone and feast

On the other hand, you manage to make him actually stay interested? Well now getting together is his number one priority !

Boardwalk

If you’re more extroverted he lets you ask most the questions ppl say when meeting

“Where you from?” “What do you do for fun?” Etc.

He’d ask if you wanted to go to the concert or to meet his friends

He’s already noticed where you tend to go on the boardwalk and suggest those places to impress/ interest you

For an introverted person, he’ll think of one on one things to keep you comfy

Probably a bike ride so you’ll hold him w/o having to ask

Other options would be riding attractions, getting food from a stall and chatting, just walking around together, or if you seem comfortable enough he’ll show you the cave

Might ask the boys to stay back for a bit, then has to block out teasing comments in his head until he sees them again

He does a lot of little things, like paying for food or rides, holding doors, wiping food w/ a napkin, helping you on/off the bike etc.

Tries to be a full gentleman the entire time

Shop

You both go to buy or in his case steal the same thing

Or he sees you struggling to reach/ pick up something and helps

You make introductions and he carries your stuff as you walk around the store

He pays for your things & holds the door when you leave

Again he suggest activities based on your personality

Restaurant

He’s on a food run and sees you searching through your wallet/purse/bag for change

Steps up and pays whatever you hadn’t yet and places his order

Sits next to you and lets you lead the conversation while you two wait for food

When it’s ready, offers for you to come back to the cave and eat with them bc he wants to keep talking

If you say no then he’ll walk you out of the store and to your car or home if you’re walking

“Can I see you again sometime? Preferably when we don’t have to rush food home?”

If you say yes then he makes plans based off your vibe

Surprisingly chill if you say no

He’s not gonna stop stalking you, and after a little bit “bumps into you” again and puts on his full charm trying to sway you

If you’re still not interested then he does his best to move on

Defending You

Sees you looking uncomfortable around a group of Surf Nazis and steps in

Scares them off

Eats them later

Tells you not to thank him bc it’s “the decent thing to do”

If you want to repay the favor, he lets you buy him something from a food stall, as long as it’s cheap

Offers to hangout with you in case the surf nazis come back

Again based on your personality he chooses an activity

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For all of these situations he is very gentlemanly and polite, later in the night he does light teasing once your both comfortable

Some people could mistake his flirting for just being nice, and that’s on purpose

If he or you ends up not into it he can just pretend he was being nice for no reason

After you establish a friendship he keeps doing Acts of Service and getting one on one time with you

Teaches you to skateboard if he thinks it could become serious between you two

It’s EXTREMELY important that you get along with Laddie & the boys

If you don’t get along with Star he’ll be a bit bummed, but it’s not a deal breaker

#tlb #the lost boys #tlb 1987 #the lost boys 1987 #the lost boys dwayne #Dwayne #dwayne tlb #tlb dwayne #dwayne the lost boys #glb tlb