#BIW. WRITES

[bitchiswild]

Possessive Desires

G!P Wonyoung x F! Reader

Word Count: 3.3k

Warnings: creampie,mean girl wony, smut, giving head, idkkkk 🤷‍♀️

A/n: IM BACKKKK…I THINKKK🥳🥳🤷‍♀️

Wonyoung was well aware of your interest in her friend, but he seemed oblivious to it all. Whenever you were around, being charming and friendly with him, he remained clueless, like an airhead who couldn't see beyond your niceties. This only fueled Wonyoung's jealousy, as she couldn't fathom how you could flirt with her friend right in front of her. After all, she knew she was attractive—every girl wanted her attention. But it seemed like you only had eyes for her friend.

The repeated occurrences of seeing you shower her friend with attention only intensified Wonyoung's envy. It irked her to see her friend effortlessly capture your gaze, as if she didn't deserve any attention herself. With her looks, intelligence, and wealth, Wonyoung couldn't understand why you weren't drawn to her instead.

Gradually, Wonyoung came to realize that her jealousy wasn't really about you—it was about her friend getting the attention she craved. The attention that she wished was directed towards her. Deep down, Wonyoung harbored feelings for you, but her pride and ego prevented her from confessing. Yet, amidst her internal struggle, she couldn't ignore the occasional glances you threw her way.

Feeling frustrated and determined, Wonyoung realized she needed to take action. She concocted a plan—a scheme designed to make you desire her attention, to prove that she was more than just a jealous bystander. Her goal was clear: she wanted to see you beg for her affection, to demonstrate that she had the power to captivate you, even if it meant embracing her reputation as a "mean girl."

There you were, looking stunning as ever, but who was it all for? That dim-witted friend of her. Wonyoung longed for you to dress up for her instead, to be her doll, a doll she could lavish with all her wealth. With determination burning inside her, Wonyoung rose from her seat and confidently made her way over to you.

As she approached, she took charge, moving your chair to face her, a smirk playing on her lips as she caught you off guard.

"Y/n," she purred, your name rolling off her tongue like honey.

"Wonyoung, hi, can I help you?" you asked, eyebrows raised in surprise.

Wonyoung clicked her tongue disapprovingly. "What are your intentions with Eli, hmm?" Her gaze locked with yours, causing a flutter in your stomach.

As you tried to gather your thoughts, Wonyoung leaned in closer, her gaze intense. "I've noticed how you've been cozying up to Eli lately," she continued, her voice low and compelling. "But let me make something clear, Y/n. Eli may be my friend, but I won't stand by and watch someone take advantage of him."

You could feel the tension in the air, Wonyoung's words hanging between you like a challenge. But instead of backing down, you met her gaze squarely. "I assure you, Wonyoung, my intentions with Eli are purely friendly," you replied, your tone steady despite the swirling emotions inside you.

Wonyoung's expression softened slightly, but the fire in her eyes remained. "Good," she said, straightening up. "Because if I ever find out otherwise, you'll have me to deal with." With that, she turned on her heel and walked away. She paused for a moment, then unexpectedly, she stopped and turned back towards you. "Oh, and you look cute today," she said with a faint smile, before turning on her heel and walking away, leaving you to ponder her words and the unexpected flutter in your heart.

You were in the midst of a conversation with Eli, the atmosphere light and easy between you two. His laughter was infectious, and you found yourself getting lost in the warmth of his company. However, the tranquility was shattered when Wonyoung approached, her steps deliberate and her gaze fixated on you with an unsettling intensity.

"Well, well, well, what do we have here?" she drawled, her tone laced with thinly veiled disdain.

Eli's expression shifted to one of confusion as he glanced between you and Wonyoung. "Hey, Wonyoung," he greeted cautiously. "What's up?"

Ignoring his greeting, Wonyoung narrowed her eyes at you, her voice cutting through the air like ice. "Y/n, you seem to be spending an awful lot of time with Eli lately," she remarked, her words tinged with accusation.

Your stomach tightened as you braced yourself for what was to come. "We're just friends, Wonyoung," you replied, trying to maintain your composure in the face of her scrutiny.

A smirk played at the corners of Wonyoung's lips as she leaned in closer, her words dripping with venom. "Friends, huh? Funny, because it looks like you're trying a little too hard to get his attention," she whispered, her gaze boring into yours with an intensity that sent a chill down your spine.

Eli's brow furrowed in confusion as he sensed the tension between you two. "Wonyoung, what's going on?" he asked, his voice tinged with concern.

Wonyoung straightened up, her facade of superiority firmly in place. "Oh, nothing, Eli," she replied sweetly, her eyes never leaving yours. "Just thought I'd remind Y/n here to stay in their lane."

With that final jab, she turned on her heel and walked away, leaving you and Eli to exchange bewildered glances, the tension thickening in the air as you both grappled with the implications of Wonyoung's words.

As the days passed, Wonyoung's constant interference in your interactions with Eli became increasingly bothersome. Her persistent questioning and snide remarks left you wondering if there was more to her behavior than met the eye. Could it be that Wonyoung harbored feelings for you herself, explaining her relentless interruptions and scrutiny?

After class ended one day, you decided to retreat to an empty classroom to study, hoping for some peace and quiet away from Wonyoung's prying eyes. As you made your way down the deserted hallway, lost in your thoughts, you rounded a corner and nearly collided with Wonyoung.

"Y/n, fancy meeting you here," she greeted, her tone laced with a hint of sarcasm.

You couldn't help but feel a twinge of apprehension at the unexpected encounter. "Wonyoung, hi," you replied cautiously, unsure of what to expect.

Wonyoung's eyes glittered with a mischievous glint as she stepped closer, her gaze locking onto yours. "So, still spending all your time with Eli, I see," she remarked, her voice dripping with insinuation.

You bristled at her remark, a mixture of frustration and curiosity bubbling within you. "What's it to you, Wonyoung?" you shot back, unable to mask the edge in your voice.

A knowing smirk tugged at the corners of Wonyoung's lips as she leaned in closer, her breath ghosting over your ear. "Oh, nothing, Y/n," she whispered, her voice sending a shiver down your spine. "Just making sure you're not forgetting who you really want."

With that cryptic remark, she pulled away and sauntered off down the hallway, leaving you standing there, bewildered and more confused than ever about Wonyoung's true intentions.

As you settled into the quiet confines of the empty classroom, books and notes scattered across the desk before you, Wonyoung's cryptic remark echoed in your mind. "Just making sure you're not forgetting who you really want." What did she mean by that? The question gnawed at you, distracting you from your studies as your thoughts drifted back to Wonyoung and the complexities of your interactions.

Despite your best efforts to focus, your mind kept wandering, replaying moments spent with Wonyoung and Eli, trying to decipher the true nature of your feelings. Did you truly want Eli's company, or was there something more drawing you to Wonyoung? The realization sent a jolt of uncertainty coursing through you, leaving you grappling with newfound emotions and the daunting task of untangling your desires. As the hours passed, you found yourself lost in a tumult of conflicting emotions, unsure of where your heart truly lay.

As you prepared to leave the room, the door swung open, and there stood Wonyoung, a smirk playing on her lips. "Wonyoung," you greeted, trying to mask the unease in your voice.

She stepped into the room, her gaze unwavering as she sauntered closer, the smirk never leaving her face. "Well, well, well, look who's here," she teased, her tone dripping with amusement.

Your heart raced as you felt the weight of her gaze upon you. "What do you want, Wonyoung?" you asked, attempting to maintain a semblance of composure.

Wonyoung's smirk widened into a knowing grin as she closed the distance between you, her movements deliberate and confident. "I'll be honest, Y/n. I've been eyeing you for a while, but you had to pick my friend. While I stood there waiting for you to give me the same amount of attention," she husked, her voice low and seductive. "But to sum it up, I want you."

Her words hung in the air, and before you could respond, she reached out and caressed your face, sending a shiver down your spine. You were left speechless, the intensity of her gaze leaving you powerless to resist her allure.

"I... I didn't realize," you stammered, your mind racing to process her confession. Your heart pounded in your chest, the air thick with anticipation and an undeniable undercurrent of sexual tension between you.

Wonyoung's eyes sparkled with amusement as she leaned in closer, her breath warm against your ear. "Well, now you know," she whispered huskily, her lips brushing against your skin in a tantalizing caress.

A shiver ran down your spine at the intimate gesture, your senses overwhelmed by the electrifying chemistry crackling between you. Despite the uncertainty swirling in your mind, there was no denying the magnetic pull drawing you closer to Wonyoung, igniting a firestorm of desire that threatened to consume you both.

Your eyes locked with Wonyoung's, the intensity of her gaze sending a jolt of anticipation coursing through you. In that charged moment, her eyes flickered down to your lips, a silent invitation hanging between you.

Without hesitation, she gripped your jaw with a firm yet gentle touch, pulling you into a kiss that ignited a blazing inferno of desire within you. Her lips were soft against yours, her kiss possessive and electrifying. As the heat between you intensified, her hands began to caress your sides, trailing down to your hips with an intoxicating urgency.

Breaking the kiss, she pressed feather-light kisses down your jawline, her lips trailing a path of fire along your skin. Your breath hitched as she pushed you against the nearby desk, the cool surface contrasting with the searing heat of your desire.

Lost in the heat of the moment, you surrendered to the intoxicating whirlwind of sensation, Wonyoung's touch igniting a passionate inferno that consumed you both in its fervor.

At the height of passion, Wonyoung suddenly pulled away, her movements swift and purposeful. With a seductive grace, she lowered her skirt, revealing the hard cock, which slapped against her stomach. The sight left you breathless, your senses overwhelmed by desire.

As you watched, captivated by the tantalizing display before you, Wonyoung seized control, pulling you down to your knees with a commanding grip. Your heart raced with anticipation as she looked down at you, her eyes dark with desire.

"Suck," she commanded, her voice husky and commanding, sending a shiver of excitement down your spine. With a hunger that bordered on desperation, you eagerly complied, unable to resist the irresistible pull of Wonyoung's dominance.

As you obediently took Wonyoung's cock into your mouth, a wave of primal desire surged through you. The taste of her on your tongue, the feeling of her hardness against your lips, sent a thrill coursing through your veins. With each eager movement, you elicited soft moans and whimpers from Wonyoung, her pleasure echoing in the air, driving you to new heights of arousal.

Her moans were like music to your ears, spurring you on as you lavished attention on her, relishing every gasp and whimper that escaped her lips.”Thats it baby.” Lost in the intoxicating rhythm of your actions, you surrendered yourself completely to the heady sensation of pleasuring Wonyoung, each moan she uttered pushing you closer to the edge of ecstasy.

As Wonyoung's moans grew more urgent, you felt a surge of desire coursing through you. With each flick of your tongue and gentle suction, you sought to drive her pleasure to new heights. Her hands tangled in your hair, urging you closer, her breaths coming in ragged gasps.

Unable to resist the overwhelming urge to taste her fully, you took her deeper into your mouth, eliciting a guttural groan of satisfaction from Wonyoung. Her hips bucked against you, the rhythm of her movements matching the frantic beat of your heart.

With a swift movement, Wonyoung pulled you off her, drawing you close against her as desire blazed in her eyes. Before you could react, she guided you over to the desk, her touch firm yet gentle as she positioned you just the way she desired. Your heart pounded with anticipation as she pulled your skirt and underwear down, baring you to her hungry gaze.

Pressing her body against yours, she trailed kisses along your neck, sending shivers down your spine. With a low growl of need, she rubbed her hard cock against your ass, the friction igniting a fierce hunger within you both. The air crackled with electricity as you surrendered to the intoxicating heat of the moment, the boundaries between you blurring in a haze of raw desire.

With a husky whisper against your ear, Wonyoung's voice dripped with desire as she spoke, "I'll make sure you forget about Eli after this, and only I'm on your mind." Her words sent a jolt of arousal coursing through you, the promise of forbidden pleasure igniting a fire within.

As she continued to tease and torment you with her words, her hands roamed your body with a possessive fervor, stoking the flames of passion to new heights.

Wonyoung wasted no time in fulfilling her promise. Gripping your hips with a firm yet commanding hold, she positioned herself behind you, her hardened length pressing against your entrance with undeniable urgency.

With a guttural groan, she thrust into you with unbridled force, filling you completely with her throbbing cock. The sensation was overwhelming, a tidal wave of pleasure crashing over you as Wonyoung plunged into you again and again, each thrust sending shockwaves of ecstasy coursing through your body.

Lost in the frenzy of passion, you surrendered yourself completely to Wonyoung's relentless rhythm, the sound of your combined moans filling the air as she claimed you as her own. With each powerful thrust, you felt yourself pushed to the brink of oblivion, the intensity of your connection transcending all boundaries as you were consumed by the raw, primal heat of desire.

As Wonyoung relentlessly pounded into you, her voice filled with primal desire as she unleashed a torrent of dirty talk. "You like that, don't you?" she growled, her words dripping with lust. "You're mine now, Y/n. Mine to fuck however I want."

Her hands tightened on your hips, her grip possessive as she drove into you with unrelenting force. "I bet you've never been fucked like this before," she taunted, her breath hot against your ear. "But you're going to remember me every time you close your eyes."

With each punishing thrust, she pushed you closer to the edge of ecstasy, her words fueling the flames of desire that consumed you both. In that moment, nothing else mattered except the raw, unbridled passion that bound you together in a frenzy of pleasure and abandon.

Her words became a symphony of domination and desire. "You're mine to spoil, mine to fuck whenever and wherever," she groaned, her voice thick with lust. "You belong to me, Y/n, and I'm going to claim every inch of you."

With each powerful thrust, she drove the point home, her grip on your hips tightening as she took you with an intensity that bordered on primal. "No one else can satisfy you like I can," she declared, her voice a husky whisper against your skin. "You're mine, Y/n, and I'm going to make you scream my name."

Lost in the intoxicating whirlwind of pleasure and dominance, you surrendered yourself completely to Wonyoung, your bodies moving in perfect synchrony as you were consumed by the fiery passion that bound you together. In that moment, there was no doubt—you belonged to her, completely and utterly, and she intended to make sure you knew it.

As the intensity of your connection reached its peak, the air was filled with a chorus of moans and gasps, mingling with the rhythmic sounds of flesh meeting flesh. With each impassioned cry that escaped your lips, you found yourself calling out Wonyoung's name in a fervent plea for more.

"God, Wonyoung," you moaned, the sound choked with desire as pleasure surged through every fiber of your being.

Her own voice joined yours in a symphony of ecstasy, each moan and groan echoing the raw intensity of your shared passion. "Yes, Y/n," she groaned, her voice thick with need. "Scream my name, let me hear how much you want me."

With a swift yet commanding movement, Wonyoung flipped you onto your back, her eyes smoldering with unbridled desire as she hovered over you. The sudden change in position sent a thrill of anticipation coursing through you, your heart racing in anticipation of what was to come.

As she thrust into you with renewed vigor, each movement driving you deeper into the throes of ecstasy, you couldn't help but cry out her name in a symphony of pleasure and need. "Wonyoung!" you screamed, the sound echoing through the room as pleasure surged through every fiber of your being.

Her own moans mingled with yours, the air thick with the heady scent of desire as she claimed you as her own. With each powerful thrust, she pushed you closer to the edge of oblivion, her dominance igniting a fire within you that burned hotter with each passing moment.

As the sounds of slapping flesh echoed through the classroom, punctuated by gasps of breath and cries of pleasure, the intensity of the moment reached its peak. "F-Fuck, Wonyoung, I'm gonna cum!" you cried out, your voice trembling with ecstasy.

"Yes, that's it, baby," Wonyoung groaned, her thrusts never faltering as she drove you relentlessly towards the edge. "Cum all over my cock."

With a desperate cry, you felt yourself teetering on the brink of release, every nerve ending tingling with pleasure as Wonyoung's skilled touch pushed you closer to the edge. Her fingers found your clit, rubbing and pushing you to the brink, until finally, you couldn't hold back any longer.

You came hard on her cock, your body convulsing with the force of your release as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over you. The vice-like grip you had on her cock only served to drive her further over the edge, and with a guttural groan, Wonyoung emptied herself inside you, painting your insides white with her release.

As Wonyoung collapsed on top of you, her body still trembling with the aftershocks of pleasure, you wrapped your arms around her, holding her close as you both gasped for air. The intimacy of the moment was palpable, the heat of your passion still lingering in the air as you lay together in the aftermath.

When Wonyoung lifted her head to look at you, her gaze was intense, filled with a possessiveness that sent a thrill coursing through you. "I don't want you to talk to Eli anymore. You're mine," she husked, her voice laced with determination.

Your stomach fluttered at her possessiveness, a mixture of excitement and apprehension swirling within you. But as you looked into Wonyoung's eyes, you knew that you wanted nothing more than to belong to her completely.

With a soft smile, you nodded in agreement, your heart feeling lighter at the thought of relinquishing your ties to Eli. "I'm yours, Wonyoung," you whispered, your voice filled with conviction. "Only yours."

In that moment, you knew that your connection with Wonyoung was something special, something worth holding onto with everything you had. And as you held her in your arms, you felt a sense of contentment wash over you, knowing that you had found your place by her side.

#bitchiswild #BIW. WRITES #ive x reader #jang wonyoung ive #ive jang wonyoung #ive wonyoung #jang wonyoung smut #jang wonyoung x reader #wonyoung x reader #jang wonyoung #wonyoung #ive x fem reader #ive smut #ive imagines #ive #jang wonyoung x female reader #wonyoung x fem reader #mean girl wonyoung

[slmcreative]

Taking a break from period drama to do modern stuff is so refreshing. I can just sit down and write. I don’t have to learn an entire new culture / time period. 

#don't worry I'm still doing BiW #but I'm taking some time for pride month to write about my other characters

[divorcingjimmatthews]

questions about the tower !! spoilers for the finale

so in the end boyd's dungeon and tabby's lighthouse turned out not to be the same building right? i didn't pay that much attention to the s1 finale bc i only got really into the show in s2... if someone can clear this up for me i'll love them forever

anyway about the bottle tree, could it have some kind of time fuckery going on? because of all the bottles with dates written on the messages inside, i mean. we've seen the boy in white out in the wild but he never touched anyone or actually spoke to anyone either (he told sara they'd be safe in the tree, but i think that was through telepathy). he definitely felt more "real and present" this episode with tabitha than ever before. i think he was also missing his dogs? sara told khatri iirc that she believes that he's trapped here too "but doesn't know how to help". so maybe it's his real self that's trapped in the lighthouse (maybe in a different time) and he kind of proyects to the outside/present or something like that

BUT he was able to move the playground game (merry-go-round is what they're called??) in the victor flashback so maybe he could interact with people and things if desired. also sara said this episode that she doesn't think he's a boy at all, and he pushed tabby with quite some strength so uhhhh i don't really know, i'm kind of drawing a blank here because no matter how i rearrange all the biw pieces they don't seem to fit T_T i'm gonna leave this to the smart people and go write imagines for jade. this blog isn't called theorize-epix-from smh

#epix from #from epix #from mgm+

[raypakorn]

Are there any other Home School theories that you have? As I was watching the latest episodes I thought to myself “that one person on tumblr called it”😂

i did feel pretty validated when it came to nai's relationship with his family. i am not sure i have a lot of new things worth sharing and i haven't watched any of the special eps because i heard there were some spoilers and for things like this show i'd rather just kind of figure it out myself or just if i haven't, be surprised. but here's a few things that i'm guessing based off the last eps.

biw did most likely go through something traumatizing when she was alone. she doesn't seem to have a problem being alone since she happily skips out in the woods (girl, why?). however, she clearly freaks out when she realizes she's lost and alone and that would make a lot of sense with the whole she was (will soon be again) constantly holding phleng's hand.

the twins are very interesting, the more i see them interact i do think their parents are at odds. and that they both have taken their own way to react to that. mork (much like me) tries to be the good kid, get the good grades, maybe if he's perfect enough it'll fix things or at least cause less problems. mek on the other hand rebels, he wants attention (even from his brother).

i feel like all the master's must have been pretty well known or outstanding in whatever field they were in after finding out that champ was on the national team. like it makes sense that amin would only recruit the best especially with the way he is pretty skilled at behavioral psychology. which, i do wonder what drew them to home school.

tibet's dad had to have been connected to home school somehow because how else would master amin have known his family because his mom even applied or mentioned it? like i want to guess a teacher but i feel like tibet should have known that...unless it's like some secret... (this could just be a writing technicality that will never be explained but i have hopes)

now as for run...he seemed almost catatonic...and that can either be because of drug complications or that he does have mental illness. which i am really leaning towards the latter. in the first episode when he was running away from home school, it was shot in such a way that i felt paranoid (yes i know it's home school and he should feel paranoid but it just felt very exaggerated) . of course, he could also just be heavily drugged to keep him calm as he clearly recognizes the alias he gave his little sister but other than we got nothing really out of him. it's just the way that the headmaster says they're not a hospital, i do think that they're trying to treat him for something.

#sorry this took me some time been fighting off a cold #will say i didn't go back and watch the last few eps...haven't had the time so i probably didn't notice as much in my watch since i spend t #thanks for asking and feel free to share theories with me! #home school the series #anon #asks

[petrichoraline]

on ep.7 of home school rn and im like why does biw suddenly have a crush on nai, were there any signs, what was she doing this whole time- and it hit me. she was being besties with phlueng. when she was left with no close friend to spend time with, she got bored and chose a crush to occupy her time..not much different than jingjai's grand schemes of dating every guy in the school. which, as I'm writing this, makes me think biw probably got the idea from jingjai herself - only the two of them and fuji were present to the conversation and fuji was the only one with a big reaction of disapproval. feels like biw, on the other hand, found jingjai's philosophy inspiring in a way

#home school #home school ep7

[cedrick-lhyton]

2 REMARKABLE WRITERS IN DIFFERENT PERIOD

Period of the New Society

Bienvenido Ramos

Photo Credit

Writer

The works of writer Bienvenido A. Ramos include Mucho Dinero (1959), Tomcat (1979), and Kamaong Asero (1981). Welcome, A. passed away in Malolos City, Philippines, on April 24, 2012.

died on 24 April 2012 Source: https://www.google.com/search?q=Bienvenido+Ramos&source=lmns&bih=568&biw

Aniceto Silvestre

On April 17, 1898, Aniceto F. Silvestre was born in San Mateo, currently known as Rizal Province.

Despite not having received any formal training in writing, he was still able to produce beautiful poems, short stories, novels, and essays that contributed to the literature of the Philippines.

Eight categories in which his poems are categorized are found in the Nature collection: Free, Moving, Image of Life, Pulse of Love, Strong of Faith, Sign of Hope, Open to the Path of Greatness, and Blood in the Light of Sun.

Four First Prizes (under the Commonwealth administration), a Third Prize, a First Prize (10th year of the Republic of the Philippines), and a First Prize in the Palanca Memorial Awards for Poetry are among the accolades that poet Aniceto F. Silvestre has received 1969 literature.

Source: https://www.google.com/search?q=aniceto+silvestre&source=lmns&bih=568&biw=1366&rlz=1C1CHBD_enPH1044PH1044&hl=en&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwj9_Ke-i9v-AhXG6mEKHV-BAR8Q_AUoAHoECAEQAA&bshm=bshqp/1,bshqp/1

[employee210]

they stole your watermark

https://logos.fandom.com/wiki/Magnit https://logos.fandom.com/wiki/pewdiepie/icons

https://www.google.com/search?q=magnit+store+logo&bih=750&biw=1536&hl=en&sxsrf=AJOqlzUav0lbpqseDOtaq7fmZFZnrx2fGg:1674661019178&source=lnms&tbm=isch&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwj_hau5huP8AhVZFcAKHfjdBXIQ_AUoAXoECAEQAw

https://www.google.com/search?q=pewdiepie+logo&bih=750&biw=1536&hl=en&sxsrf=AJOqlzUP2So_5LrJ9qIyCNezo27UkfZiKw:1674661029829&source=lnms&tbm=isch&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwj5jrW-huP8AhVSY8AKHQ81DkAQ_AUoAXoECAEQAw

Esfer, I know it’s you cause you compared my watermark to fucking Pewdiepie before during the whole “You posting non-repostable art to your shit VK group” debacle. I could hazard a guess about you sending those insensitive anons to Azura as well, because your writing style is so recognizable. Get a fucking life, dude, oh my god.

#esfer

[amooo1023]

I imagine that Yandere Bill would create or possess a human body so he can kiss the reader...

(as in this photo: https://www.google.com/search?q=version+Bill+cipher+human&client=ms-android-xiaomi-rev1&biw=393&bih=713&prmd=isvn&source=lnms&tbm=isch&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwjq78vS8dj3AhVdSLgEHa3NAjkQ_AUoAXoECAIQAQ imgrc=5kKlCXLmei5KgM )

He probably would! But I just don't really like human Bill or writing human Bill. I'm pretty sure he would rather have the reader kissing him instead of him having to possess someone's body just for some small affection. But who knows? He might possess a human body! I'll just not be writing for it.

#thanks anon!

[princess-of-the-corner]

so biw thgat you've seen some episodes

what vibes do luz and hunter give you?

I assume you mean sibling vibes or romance vibes.

And it's one of those things where I can see why people go either way on it. It's.... how do I put this?

For me, I like relationships to have a strong element of 'that is my best friend and I love to dunk on them but this is my circus they are my monkey and I will kill a man to protect them'. So it's kind of the thing of, to me, unless there is a specific reason /not/ to ship them(actually related, age gap, canon sexuality doesn't fit, etc), I can see the potential in the dynamic.

I think I'd have to actually start writing the characters to decide where I want to go with that relationship. Though obvs if it is romantic it'll be a polyship with Amity and Willow in either a Fluid Chain or Bros Tho configuration.

Edit: Lmao wrong link but I don't apologize for accidental Miku

#unless I go with that transfem!hunter I joked about to make it a unicorn quad lmao #honestly could you imagine the outrage from Orion of hunter being transfem and changing her name?

[leopoldainter]

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GP Yoo Jimin x F! Reader

Warnings: smut, creampie, racing , and probs other things 🤷‍♀️

Word Count: 6.8k 😟

A/n: A LOT OF PLOT AND A LITTLE SMUT 😭

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The night unveiled the mesmerizing beauty of the city as Karina and I zoomed through its streets. The motorcycle's roar echoed, seemingly announcing our presence to the entire city. Yet, in our youthful spirit, we disregarded it. Karina had injected adventure and excitement into my life, making every moment extraordinary. She's what makes my days and nights awesome, always bringing joy. I gotta thank Aeri for introducing me to Karina, even if we didn't hit it off right away.

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“Wanna come along?” That’s all she said. Life always seems to dangle something new in front of me. Aeri pitched this idea, and I had no clue what was in store. Mysterious. But I trusted her completely; she’d been hustling and making some cash. It was our little secret. A game where the risk just added spice to the thrill. Kind of sketchy but exhilarating, you get me?

“You sure this is the right way?” I asked cautiously. We were heading down these shady, dimly lit stairs where the lights flickered oh-so-slowly."

"Yeah, I know the way. Been here a few times, no sweat!" she assured me, continuing down the steps.

As we got closer to the door, the music’s volume surged. Stepping inside, the booming bass hit us hard. The place was a riot of colorful lights, but there was this pervasive mix of gasoline and weed smell that wasn't too pleasant.

"Is this your usual weekend scene?" I quizzed Aeri.

"No doubt, I do. I'm here to help Karina gear up for her races," she said.

"Are you finally gonna introduce me to this Karina you're always on about?" I inquired.

"Absolutely! I'll take you to her now. Or would you prefer to check out the place first?" she asked.

"Let's take a look around first," I replied.

Aeri gave me the grand tour of this spot. I soaked it all in, kinda interested in this whole new vibe where everything's a bit of a gamble. It's all about the danger and excitement, you know? I find it pretty intriguing. This place, right before the race starts, it's got a vibe. But I did however, noticed how everyone's eyes are on us.

"Hey, what's with all the staring? Starting to weird me out a bit," I mentioned to Aeri, feeling a tad uncomfortable.

"They all know I'm friends with Karina. She's, well, let's just say she's a big deal around here. They call her the 'Queen' of racing," Aeri explained, and it all clicked for me.

"Can we bail, though? Feeling a bit too conspicuous," I suggested.

"Sure thing! Let's get you introduced to Karina; you two will hit it off, I'm sure!" Aeri exclaimed, ready to make the intro.

Aeri dragged me to this garage, all bright and half-open. She went and knocked on it like a maniac. ‘Karina! I'm here! Did you miss me?!’ Aeri shouted at the top of her lungs.

“Aeri! Keep it down! Get in here already,” the girl I figured was Karina snapped.

Aeri nudged me to step in first. I crouched a bit and walked into the garage. The garage was alive with various colored lights, yet one glaring light outshone the rest. Posters and tools adorned the walls, while a car occupied one side and a motorcycle sat on the other. The girl I presumed to be Karina was busy fixing something on the bike.

“Karina! Meet my bestie Y/n! Y/n, meet Karina!” Aeri introduced us, gesturing between us."

"Hey, Karina, nice to meet you. Aeri's told me loads about you, and don't worry, I won't spill anything that might get you thrown in jail," I said, immediately regretting my choice of words.

"Hi," was all she replied before returning to her work on the bike, leaving me feeling a bit like a fool.

Naturally, I felt offended. I wanted to confront her, but I held back. I hardly knew her and picking a fight with Aeri's friend wasn't the right move. It'd make me a lousy friend.

"Don't stress, Y/n. Karina's just... like that. She's very... monotone, but she's cool. Give her some time to warm up to you. Honestly, I didn't spill that I spilled everything about her illegal racing," Aeri explained with an awkward grin on her face.

“ It's fine it didn't bother me," I lied, though it bothered me more than I let on.

"So, Karina, when's your next race?" Aeri asked.

"In about 30 minutes. You heading out or sticking around here in the garage?" Karina inquired.

"Since this is Y/n's first illegal race, I'll probably stick around, cheering you on alongside her," Aeri nudged me while saying that.

"Alright, let's head out. I'm all set," she said, wrapping up the final touches on her bike.

We all made our way out of the garage, heading toward the main event. Karina revved her bike, riding off towards the street where the race would take place. The way people glanced at us left me feeling intimidated. Despite my smile, fear crept in. This was uncharted territory for me.

"Hey, Karina! What's up! Ready to race?! There's a hefty pot riding on you, lots of folks betting," a guy shouted as he approached us.

"Absolutely, BamBam. I'm always geared up to win some cash," Karina replied with a grin.

I never thought this girl smiled, but here she was, flashing a smile in front of me. It was kinda cute.

"Awesome! Just remember to stay safe, can't afford to lose our top racer, aka our 'Queen'," The guy I now know as BamBam added.

"Who's that guy? Her boyfriend?" I asked Aeri in a hushed tone.

Aeri stifled a laugh. "Nah, not her boyfriend. That's her childhood friend. They grew up together, got into street racing, and he's sort of her manager. He always bets on her because he knows she'll win. Also, Karina's gay and has a dick," Aeri explained frankly.

The last sentence caught me off guard and I took a double take at Aeri.

“She has a dick??,” I blurted out in surprise.

"Yeah, she was born with it. Why, wanna hop on it?" Aeri quipped, giving me a smirk.

I was flabbergasted! “What? No way!" I exclaimed.

"Sure, just saying, you're not the only one. Lots of other girls here do too," she casually replied.

"Alright, alright, let's stop talking about her dick," I said, eager to change the subject.

"Stop talking about my what?" Karina chimed in, joining our conversation.

I was horrified. If she overheard our discussion, I'd be mortified.

"Your bike," Aeri quickly interjected, coming to my rescue. "Y/n here was just saying how much she liked it but wanted to stop gushing over your bike."

"Thanks," Karina replied, giving me a stare that made me cough in awkwardness. Why did I suddenly feel so awkward? I needed a shot, maybe ten.

"Anyway, I came to tell you guys that the race is starting soon, so get to your spots. And remember, don't accept drinks from strangers. Have the bartender made you the drink, alright?" Karina instructed us.

Can we grab a drink, Aeri? I seriously need one after that almost-embarrassment," I admitted, fanning myself to emphasize the point.

"Sure thing," Aeri replied, leading me towards the bar.

Once we had our drinks, we headed towards the restricted area where only people acquainted with Karina were allowed. There was a large TV screen displaying Karina, geared up with her helmet on, ready for the race. Her eyes reflected unwavering determination, making me equally certain she'd emerge victorious.

The audio from the scene was clear, capturing a guy beside Karina yelling that she was going to lose. Karina, unfazed, remained focused, displaying even greater determination. A girl emerged onto the street, holding a red flag. Raising her arm, she brought it down swiftly, marking the start of the race.

The race unfolded rapidly. Kai, the guy I just learned the name of, initially took the lead, but as they reached a sharp turn, Karina surged past him. Watching her on the screen, it was evident—she had a natural talent for this. Her movements on the bike were graceful, navigating every turn effortlessly. I finally understood why people bet on her. Yet, watching her gave me a mix of sensations, tingling feelings that I couldn't quite decipher—was it anxiety or something else?

As they approached the finish line, it was a dead heat. Anxiety crept up on me, evident in my shaking leg. I desperately hoped for Karina's victory. Beside me, Aeri seemed absolutely chilled, not a speck of doubt in her eyes. I couldn't help but wonder why she was so composed. "She knows something," I muttered to myself, suspecting that Aeri had an inside track on this.

Right after that thought, Aeri did the exact thing I suspected she knew about. With a simple press of a button, Karina's speed surged, propelling her faster than before, and she breezed across the finish line.

When Karina hit that button, everyone was stunned by the speed she picked up. But as soon as she crossed that finish line, the crowd erupted in cheers. Aeri and I jumped to our feet, cheering, hugging, and bouncing around in joy. Karina had not only won the race but also scored a substantial amount of prize money. BamBam, having won all the bets he placed, was also celebrating his success.

After breaking on her bike and removing her helmet, Karina was engulfed by a swarm of well-wishers. Aeri and I maneuvered through the crowd to reach her. Aeri led the way, offering her congratulations with a pat on the back, while I stood there beaming at her. Our eyes met, and she returned a small grin. For me, that was enough. Her eyes spoke volumes, brimming with excitement and joy.

As things settled, Karina gathered her winnings, and we trailed back to the garage together.

"That was one of your finest races in a while!" Aeri praised.

"Thank you. I really appreciate you guys being there, cheering me on," Karina replied, a grateful expression on her face.

"So, when's the next race?" Aeri inquired.

"In two weeks. I need to get some more parts for my bike, upgrade it, and also visit my mom to give her some money," Karina informed us.

"Speaking of your mom, how's she doing?" Aeri inquired.

"She's still working, despite me telling her to retire. That woman is just too stubborn," Karina replied, shaking her head.

"Just like you," Aeri teased with a smirk.

"Hey! I have my reasons, alright?" Karina retorted with a slight glare.

Before Aeri could reply, her phone rang. 'I'll be right back,' she said before leaving Karina and me alone. 'And now there are two,' I murmured to myself.

"So, Karina, you did an awesome job out there! I was really impressed by how you clutch in the end. I was so anxious the whole time, rooting for you, and I just wanted you to win and I was so worried—" I started to ramble.

"Y/n!" Karina exclaimed, gripping my shoulders and staring at me. "Calm down, you're rambling," she urged, trying to rein in my chatter.

Her sudden touch caught me off guard, bringing an unexpected closeness that felt like we were almost within kissing distance. I shook my head, trying to dispel those thoughts. "Sorry... that happens when I feel awkward or anxious," I explained.

She withdrew her hands and kept staring at me. "It's fine, just take a moment. If you need to ease your anxiety, try dunking your head in ice-cold water. That might help," Karina suggested calmly.

"I'll keep that in mind for next time," I replied.

Karina returned to her bike, resuming work by taking parts off, fetching tools and components from her workbench, and moving back and forth between them. Lost in my thoughts, I scanned the garage, wondering where Aeri had vanished to.

"You know, you can sit, right?" Karina's voice startled me out of my reverie. I glanced at her, finding her staring at me and pointing to the chair nearby.

“Oh right, sorry,”I sheepishly grinned in response, taking the hint and finally sitting down. I couldn't help but keep glancing around the garage, occasionally stealing quick looks at Karina. The silence became unbearable, prompting me to break it.

"Do you need any help?" I offered, hoping to engage in conversation.

"Nope," she replied bluntly.

"Can I help you, though? I can't stand this silence, and I want to do something," I persisted.

"You can sit and be quiet," she repeated, smirking as she glanced up.

I remained silent, pursing my lips and continuing to observe her.

"Please, let me help!" I pleaded, growing desperate to do something.

"Fine, come here," she finally relented. I eagerly approached her, thrilled to lend a hand.

"I'm giving you a very big responsibility, okay? Now, hold the flashlight and don't move," Karina instructed, handing me the flashlight.

I felt disappointed; holding the flashlight was something my dad always made me do, and I often got yelled at for doing it wrong. Nevertheless, I was doing something, and for the next 20 minutes, I held onto it diligently. Finally, Aeri returned from her phone call.

"What the hell?! What took so long?" I exclaimed at her, still clutching the flashlight.

"Y/n, hold the flashlight correctly!" Karina interjected. "Oops, sorry," I apologized and adjusted my grip to hold it correctly.

"Sorry I took so long; it was an important call I can't go into details about right now, but I promise it's nothing bad," Aeri explained.

"Okay, I hope everything's alright," I replied.

"Everything's good. Are you ready to leave? Because I am," Aeri asked.

"Yeah, I'm ready," I confirmed, turning off the flashlight and handing it back to Karina.

"Alright, let's go. Bye, Karina! See you soon!" Aeri called out as she exited the garage.

"Bye, Karina, till then," I called out. As I began to duck my head under the garage door, I caught her saying goodbye.

"Bye, Y/n," I heard Karina's voice say as she continued tinkering with her bike.

"Alright, let's head back to our dorm. Don't worry, you'll be back; this is just the beginning," Aeri reassured me as we made our way back toward the stairs we came from.

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It's the following day, and a strong urge pulls me to return to the garage. I'm not sure why I feel this way, but the desire is there. After getting ready, I head towards Aeri’s room to check if she's around, but her neatly made bed indicates she's probably left for class.

Deciding to go on my own, I recall the location and remember that Aeri had sent me the address. Gathering my belongings, I leave the room and start walking towards the destination.

I'm in the stairwell, making my way down toward the familiar door Aeri had led me through. As I approach, I notice the music still blaring, but today, the neon blue lights replace yesterday's vibrant colors. I glance around before heading toward Karina’s garage.

Suddenly, a random guy yells, "Hey, Beautiful! Come over here and sit on my lap!" I choose to ignore him and keep walking.

"Come on, I know you heard me! Come here!" he yells out again, this time patting his lap in an insistent and uncomfortable manner.

"No thanks, I'm good," I firmly replied, trying to maintain my course toward Karina’s garage.

But, as expected, the guy persists and ends up blocking my way. I look up at him, my expression blank, while he grins down at me. "Can I help you?" I retort, my arms crossed and an attitude evident in my tone.

"Yea, I asked you to do something but you didn't," the musty guy states.

"Yea, I know," I respond bluntly.

"You know... I don't take no for an answer," he declares, his tone suggesting an intent to push the issue.

"And? I do not care," I reiterated, my arms remaining crossed.

He made a move to reach for my arm, but thankfully, a familiar voice intervened. It was Karina. I felt a surge of relief; I was beginning to get anxious at the thought of him grabbing me.

"Nate, what are you doing?" Karina's voice addressed him directly.

"Karina! Hey! I was just trying to get this beautiful lady to sit on my lap and do other things if you know what I mean," Nate replied with a suggestive wink, trying to play it off.

Karina's expression turned serious. "Actually, she’s with me, and she is off-limits. I do not want you anywhere near her," Karina asserted firmly, setting a clear boundary.

"How come? I'm just having some fun," Nate retorted with a smirk, clearly not taking Karina's instructions seriously.

"I don't care. She’s off-limits. Now leave!" Karina's tone grew firmer, her frustration evident.

"Yea, sure, see you around, beautiful," Nate said, smirking as he began to walk away.

Karina gripped my hand firmly, concern evident in her eyes. "Are you okay? What are you doing here by yourself? Do you realize that if I wasn’t here, things could've gone bad? You can’t be here without me or Aeri, got it?" She guided me towards her garage, still holding my hand.

"I know. I'm sorry. I promise not to come here without you or Aeri," I assured her.

"You didn't answer my question. Why are you here?" She pressed for an explanation.

"I just wanted to continue helping you with your bike. Also, I had no class today, so I decided to come here," I answered honestly.

"You came all this way just to help me with my bike?" she asked incredulously.

"Yeah, why not?" I replied casually.

Karina chuckled in disbelief. "Okay, fine, you can help. Let's get started," she agreed.

And so, that's what we did. I began coming by every other day or whenever I had free time to assist her in preparing her bike for the upcoming race. Over time, we started enjoying each other's company, engaging in light conversation. However, we hadn't broached certain topics—things I wanted to know, like why she started street racing. I chose to keep those questions to myself, saving them for another day.

One such day, I had no class and was free. I had Karina’s number now, so I texted her beforehand that I was heading to the garage. She mentioned she'd meet me at the door, and true to her word, that's where she was. We walked together towards the garage, and she let me enter first before following. "So, what are we working on today?" I inquired.

"Nothing, because we are finished!" she announced with a grin, a familiar expression that I had come to adore over the past two weeks. That grin, when directed at me, felt unlike any other.

"Really? You finished it?" I asked in amazement.

"No, we finished it," she corrected, her grin turning into a warm smile.

I mirrored her smile. "Does that mean we get to go on a test drive?" I was thrilled at the prospect of riding the bike after investing so much effort into it.

"Of course! Here, let me get you a helmet," she offered, fetching one for me. She returned, placing the helmet on me. The visor was closed, but a simple click opened it, and suddenly, Karina was gazing into my eyes.

"There you are, hi!" she greeted with a grin.

"Hi back," I replied, returning her greeting. She continued to gaze at me for a moment before turning to retrieve her own helmet, securing it in place. Walking over to her bike, she mounted it first, signaling for me to climb on behind her.

Once I was on, I instinctively held onto the sides of the bike, but Karina guided my arms around her stomach, encouraging me to wrap them securely. I held on tightly, feeling the firmness of her toned stomach, grateful that she couldn't see my blushing face.

"Are you ready?" she asked.

"Of course," I replied, trying to mask any hint of nervousness in my voice.

She ignited the engine, and it roared thunderously, the sound reverberating throughout the garage. As she opened the garage door, the engine revved, and we surged out. The speed we gained made me hold onto Karina even tighter, a sudden fear gripping me.

In my helmet, I heard her voice. "You okay back there?" she inquired.

"Wait, how am I hearing you so clearly?" I asked, puzzled.

"There's Bluetooth connected to the helmets," she explained.

"Ah, that’s nice. And to answer your question, yes, I am okay, just a bit scared at the speed we're going," I confessed.

"Do you trust me?" she asked.

"Yes," I replied without hesitation.

"Then everything will be okay," she assured me, continuing to ride out of the tunnels and onto the main road.

As we navigated through the city, Karina's voice came through the helmets. "I want to take you somewhere, will you let me?" she asked.

Her proposal made my heart melt; it was a simple yet profound request. "Yes, take me wherever you want to go," I responded.

"Okay, thank you," she replied, steering toward her chosen destination.

We ascended a hill with a breathtaking view of the city, but Karina kept driving until we reached our final stop. She parked the bike, removing the key, and got off first. Extending her hand, she helped me dismount as well. "What is this place?" I inquired, following her closer to the view.

"It's a place where my dad brought my mom to confess his feelings to her. It was his spot, and even before that, it belonged to my grandma. After my dad passed away, my mom brought me here because I couldn't get over his death. She shared all their stories with me, and we laughed and cried together," Karina explained, her voice carrying the weight of memories.

I hung onto her every word. Karina paused for a moment before continuing.

"She also told me to come here whenever I feel stressed out or just need to connect with my dad in a way. So that's what I did. I was here last night, seeking guidance. I asked him if I should go forth with something, and I got the answer I wanted," she said, smiling warmly at me as she spoke.

Karina's revelation left me speechless. I sensed there was more she wanted to express.

"There’s another thing Mom told me about this spot. She said if I wanted to confess my feelings to someone, I should come here. It’s a place special to me, where my dad and grandma did the same in the past," she explained, her gaze fixed on me.

My heart raced at her words. She took hold of my hands. "Y/n, over the last two weeks, my feelings for you have grown. It started when I saw Nate getting too close to you. I realized then that I’d do anything to keep you safe. I've cherished every moment we've spent fixing my bike. I’ve come to realize that I have feelings for you. Please, tell me you feel the same?”

I was taken aback by her confession, my mind racing as I processed her words and the depth of my own feelings.

I was taken aback. Karina's confession of her feelings caught me by surprise, but it filled me with joy to know that the emotions were mutual. With heartfelt honesty, I replied, “Karina... from the moment your smile caught my eye, I felt something special. The time we've shared, every moment, it's made my feelings grow stronger. I do feel the same way. I'm grateful you feel it too.”

As Karina's hand cupped my cheek, her touch was gentle yet filled with longing. Our gazes locked, conveying emotions words couldn't express. I leaned into her touch, feeling the warmth of her hand against my skin. In that silent exchange, the air thickened with anticipation. We moved closer, our bodies drawn together by an invisible force. When our lips finally met, a surge of electricity ran through me, setting my nerves on fire. My heart raced with a mix of excitement and nervousness, mirroring the intensity I sensed in Karina. Every heartbeat seemed synchronized, creating an unspoken harmony between us. I withdrew my hand from hers, instinctively wrapping both around her neck, drawing her closer and intensifying the kiss. Simultaneously, her hand moved to the side of my stomach, tracing gentle, reassuring circles. The passionate exchange stirred a whirlwind of emotions between us, each moment pulsating with raw feelings. As the kiss deepened, the need for air became undeniable, forcing us to reluctantly break apart, breathless and exhilarated.

We were both breathing heavily, savoring the lingering sensation of the kiss. I opened my eyes first; Karina's remained closed, a charming smile gracing her face. When her eyes finally met mine, we shared a moment of laughter, both in disbelief and excitement. Karina reached out, taking my hand. "Come on, let's go do something fun," she said, smiling warmly.

I grabbed her hand, and we sprinted back to her bike. She swiftly handed me the helmet, planting one more kiss on my lips before securing the helmet over my head. With her helmet on, she mounted the bike, extending her hand to help me get on. I wrapped my arms around her waist, holding on tightly as she revved the engine and guided us to our next stop.

This time, cruising through the city felt different—carefree, even. I felt lighter, more alive, and undeniably happy, all thanks to the girl in front of me. As we reached Imperial, a nightclub, Karina dismounted first and helped me off the bike. She handed the keys to the valet, grasped my hand, and led me confidently toward the entrance. We bypassed any need for IDs as Karina was familiar with the bouncer.

After arriving, we beelined to the bar for drinks. Shots flowed freely, and we lost ourselves in the music, dancing together all night. Carefree and spirited, we moved to the beats, laughing and enjoying the moment. Eventually, we somehow made it back home, and waking up there, I was grateful that we'd safely returned.

I woke up in a room that didn’t seem familiar, but seeing Karina next to me put me at ease. Glancing around, I noticed a picture of her and BamBam on the nightstand. It was Karina's room. I felt a moment of panic, worrying we'd gone too far last night, but a quick check under the blanket revealed I was fully dressed. I sighed in relief and stole a glance at Karina, peacefully asleep beside me. She stirred, and I found myself captivated by her face. She slowly opened her eyes, catching me in the act.

“What a lovely sight to wake up to,” she said, her morning voice soft and gentle.

I grinned and leaned in for a kiss. She reciprocated, but before it could linger, she broke away. “As much as I'd love to, let me brush my teeth first.”

“Karina, it's fine. Come here,” I insisted, trying to pull her back for another kiss. With a laugh, she evaded my grasp and dashed into the bathroom, teasingly repeating, “No, let me brush my teeth!”

I stayed seated on her bed, chuckling at her playful antics, before eventually rising and making my way to the bathroom. While we brushed our teeth, our playful nudges and giggles made it feel like we were back in high school.

Once we finished brushing our teeth, we moved to her kitchen and decided to make some food. Karina prepared some eggs and toast, a simple yet satisfying breakfast.

“Y/n,” Karina said, breaking the calm ambiance of the morning.

“Yeah?” I responded, looking up to meet her gaze.

Her eyes held a mix of adoration and nervousness. “Will you be my girlfriend?” she asked, her voice slightly wavering.

My heart fluttered in excitement. "I would love to be your girlfriend," I replied, rising from my seat to give her a passionate kiss. She returned it with equal fervor.

Breaking the kiss, she took a deep breath. "There's a race tonight. I want you and Aeri to be there, please," she requested.

"Absolutely, count on us!" I assured her.

"Great! You guys are like my good luck charms in a way, so I need you there," she said, gently rubbing my sides.

The tension was palpable as the night settled in. Karina had her eyes set on a significant prize this time. Winter, her competitor, was no ordinary racer, having secured victories at a level matching Karina's own accomplishments. When I inquired if Karina felt nervous about this race, she assured me of her composure, having previously met Winter, who seemed amiable.

As we arrived at the garage, the atmosphere crackled with a blend of excitement and anticipation. Aeri and I joined forces to help Karina ready her bike, meticulously tuning every detail for optimum performance. Meanwhile, Karina engaged in a serious conversation with BamBam, strategizing about bets and fine-tuning her approach for the upcoming race.

"Think Karina's got this one in the bag?" I asked Aeri, passing her a wrench.

"I'm not entirely certain this time. Winter's no joke. She's a fantastic racer, saw her work before, and it's impressive," Aeri replied, adjusting a tool.

“She’s really that good?” I inquired, surprised by Aeri’s statement about Winter.

“She’s just as good as Karina,” Aeri confirmed.

Karina returned after her conversation with BamBam, drawing me in for a quick peck to express gratitude for cleaning her bike. Before I could respond, Aeri interjected playfully, demanding her own acknowledgment for the help she'd provided. Karina indulged her with a forehead kiss, a smirk playing on her lips.

Aeri teased about being the matchmaker, observing Karina and me embracing each other. As the moment of the race arrived, BamBam's booming voice signaled Karina to prepare, redirecting everyone's attention to the impending competition.

“Alright guys, let's go race,” Karina announced, setting the momentum for the upcoming event. As we made our way to the race track, Winter appeared, engrossed in conversation with some acquaintances. Aeri departed momentarily to fetch drinks while I stayed by Karina's side.

Karina sought to park her bike beside Winter’s. “Are you okay waiting here for a bit?” she inquired.

“Yes, I'm good,” I replied as she moved to position her bike. In the meantime, Winter approached me. “Hey, what's your name?” she asked with a smile.

“I'm Y/n, and you’re Winter,” I responded.

“That’s me! So… why is a beautiful girl standing alone by herself?” Winter questioned, her expression playful.

“Oh, just waiting on a friend,” I answered casually, trying to keep things light amidst the anticipation of the race.

“How about this? You and I go somewhere together after the race is done?” Winter proposed, her tone playful.

“Umm-” I hesitated, feeling a rush of panic. Where was Karina when I needed her?

“Oh, come on, I don't bite… unless you want me to?” Winter flirted, her demeanor teasing.

"Karina!" Relief washed over me as she arrived, once again coming to my rescue.

"Karina! This is your girlfriend?" Winter's curiosity was evident in her gaze toward both of us.

"Yes, she is." Karina confirmed, wrapping her arms around me protectively.

Winter eyed Karina's protective gesture and then smirked. "Okay then, your girl is a fine dime. I want to make a bet. If I win, you break up with Y/n, and she comes with me. If I don't, we can act like this conversation never happened," Winter proposed, extending her hand for a handshake.

“Deal,” Karina said, her tone firm, as she shook Winter’s hand.

“Great doing business with you,” Winter said with a smirk, winking at me before strolling toward her bike.

My heart raced with disbelief and hurt. “Karina, seriously? You’re just going to let that happen?” I felt betrayed, hurt that she would entertain such an idea without discussing it with me. I began to turn away, but Karina caught hold of my hand before I could leave.

“Y/n listen to me,” Karina pleaded as she held onto my hand.

I stopped but didn’t turn around. “No way. I can't believe this. You’re willing to throw away our relationship just like that,” I exclaimed, snapping my fingers in frustration. “We haven't even been together for two days, and now you’re betting on me? If you lose, I’m as good as gone,” I said, my anger palpable, trying to control the quiver in my voice.

“I did it to protect you.” Her voice cracked with an unexpected vulnerability.

“Protect me?” I turned to face her, frustration and confusion mixing within me.

“Winter... She’s a ruthless racer, and she’s been known for her tricks off the track. I couldn’t risk anything happening to you. I had to agree, but believe me, I never meant it. You mean more to me than anything else, Y/n. Please, you have to trust me on this.”

Her words struck a chord, but I was still shaken. “How could you make a deal like that without even discussing it with me?”

Karina's expression softened, remorse clear in her eyes. “I know, and I’m sorry. I panicked. Please, I’ll figure out a way. I won’t let anything happen to us.”

I hesitated, the hurt mingling with understanding. “You promise?”

“Absolutely. Trust me, okay?” Karina pleaded, her eyes pleading for forgiveness.

I sighed, torn between emotions but wanting to believe her. “Fine.”

She pulled me into a tight hug. “Thank you, Y/n. I promise, I’ll fix this, I’ll win the race for you.”

“I don't want to discuss it further. Let’s just focus on the race. I’ll be there with Aeri cheering you on,” I said, my hurt evident as I gave Karina a peck on the lips before walking over to Aeri, who had our drinks.

“What happened between you and Karina?” she asked, noticing Karina's sad expression.

“She and Winter made a bet about our relationship,” I explained.

“What kind of bet?” she inquired, eyebrows furrowed.

“If Winter wins, Karina and I have to split so I end up with Winter,” I revealed.

“What? Why would she agree to that?” Aeri exclaimed.

“I have no idea, but she’s asking me to trust her,” I replied.

“Okay, then let's try to trust her.”

The race commenced as Aeri and I fixated on the screen, watching Winter and Karina revving their engines atop their bikes. A girl emerged, brandishing a red flag. As she dropped it, signaling the start, the engines roared to life, and the race began.

Initially, it was a tight competition, neck and neck, but Winter skillfully claimed the lead. Her bike navigated every twist and turn effortlessly, gaining ground with ease. Karina trailed closely behind, mirroring Winter's prowess as they maneuvered through the course.

As the race unfolded, it became evident that Winter's racing skills were formidable, just as Aeri and Karina had indicated. The tension mounted within me as I fervently rooted for Karina to win. My feelings for her grew more pronounced with every twist and turn. I didn't want to end up with Winter; it was Karina I truly cared about.

Karina surged ahead at one point, fueling a flicker of hope, but it was short-lived as Winter swiftly overtook her. They were now neck and neck, closing in on the finish line. Karina managed to match Winter's pace, riding side by side. Both racers shared a momentary gaze, a blend of determination and grit in their eyes, each vying for victory.

My heart raced with anxiety as they neared the finish line. Winter had a slight edge, but Karina's resolve was unmistakable. The atmosphere was electric as they crossed the finish line simultaneously, leaving us all in suspense, waiting for the official outcome.

"Did Winter just win?" I asked myself in disbelief, falling to my knees, hurt by the outcome.

"Wait, wait!" The announcer's voice boomed. "Let's have a replay!"

As we watched the replay, it was clear: Karina's wheel crossed the finish line first. "Karina won!" I shouted in jubilation, Aeri joining in.

The crowd erupted into cheers. Karina removed her helmet, smiling. Winter approached her, extending her hand. "Good race, Jimin," she said.

Karina shook her hand, replying, "Good race, Minjeong."

Overwhelmed with emotion, I ran towards Karina, enveloping her in a tight hug. "You won," I said, still in disbelief.

"I told you to trust me," she said softly.

"I'll always trust you," I replied, pulling her into a passionate kiss.

The kiss was interrupted by Aeri's arrival. "AYYY, Karina!! YOU WON!!" she screamed, rushing to hug her. But then, Aeri punched Karina's arm hard.

"Ouch! What was that for?!" Karina exclaimed.

"That was for accepting the bet," Aeri retorted.

Karina sighed. "At least I won, and it's over now."

"Yeah, it's in the past. Let's focus on the present and work towards the future," I chimed in.

Karina went to collect her winnings, and we all headed back to Imperial to celebrate her victory. Imperial was alive with music, and we lost ourselves in the beats, dancing and reveling in the energy of the night. Karina and I moved together on the dance floor, the heat of the room adding to the charged atmosphere. The way she looked at me sent shivers down my spine, her desire unmistakable.

As our bodies moved in sync, the electricity between us intensified. Karina leaned in close, her voice a seductive murmur in my ear. “You look amazing tonight,” she whispered, her hand tracing a tantalizing path across my skin.

Unable to resist any longer, I pulled Karina closer to me, breathlessly murmuring in her ear, “Let's get out of here.” I could see the immediate spark of desire in her eyes as she eagerly took my hand, leading me out of the club. Outside, she hailed a cab, and within 10 minutes, we arrived at her house.

Pressing against her door, our passion intensified. Karina momentarily paused our embrace to unlock the door, and as soon as it swung open, she pushed me inside before closing it firmly behind us. We resumed our fervent kissing as we made our way upstairs to her room.

Karina shoved me onto the bed and removed her bra and shirt. She returned to kissing me, making tracks with her lips as she kissed down my neck. She broke the kiss and gripped the bottom of my dress,asking for permission to take it off. And I let her. I reached back to unhook my bra when she removed my dress. Allowing it to descend before me. After everything was off, she teased my nipples and kissed every part of my body, leaving as many traces as she could.

With my panties still in the way, she began to kiss her way down my body, reaching closer to my heart.

"Please," I whimpered.

Karina pulled down my panties and planted a kiss on top of them. began removing her boxers and pants. "Anything for you baby.” She muttered.

She gently brushed her cock's head on my pussy. “Fuck baby you’re so wet. Who makes you this wet” Karina Moaned.

"You!" I groaned, "Please, Karina, do something.

She began to break my pussy apart with her cock as she pushed it through my hole. She groaned, "Fuck you're so tight," and began to thrust in me. I felt amazing the way Karina was touching all the right places inside me. "Harder," I moaned.

Karina pounding me harder. We both moaned loudly. I was getting close. “Fuck Karina I’m close” I gasp out.

She groaned, continuing to thrust, "Me too."

I groaned, "Fuck Karina, you feel so good," as tears streamed down my cheeks from the pleasure she was giving me.

"Baby, where do you want it? Karina groaned, "Where do you want my cum?"

I moaned out, "Please cum inside."

Karina pushed herself closer to me. She reached down to my clit and gave it a few rapid circular rubs, and that was it for me.

I cried, "Fuck Karina, I'm cumming."

“Cum for me baby” She husked.

I squeezed Karina’s cock while I came hard. Sending her over the edge, she shoot ropes of cum into my pussy painting my walls white. I groaned at the warmth. Karina stood steady inside me for a second before releasing her grip and pulling out. She takes a deep breath and settles down next me, drawing me very close to her chest.

“Sleep now, beautiful. I’ll see you in the morning,” Karina whispered, planting a gentle kiss on my forehead.

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“Hey, whatcha thinkin' about?” Karina asked, gazing at me with affection. We had just arrived at our spot. I hugged her tight. “Just thinking about when we first met, that's all,” I replied.

She leaned in for a peck. “Thanks to Aeri, I met the love of my life,” Karina said, smiling.

“Agreed,” I chuckled, drawing her into a kiss.

“I love you, Y/n,” she murmured against my lips.

“I love you too, Jimin.”

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Beyond the Basics: 10 Advanced Grammar Drills for IELTS Writing

Are­ you prepared to ele­vate your writing abilities and achieve­ top-notch outcomes in the IELTS test? In this pie­ce, we pull the curtain back on advance­d grammar exercises de­signed exclusively for IELTS Writing to se­t you on a path to victory. 

Basic grammar is crucial, but to impress your examiner, you need to learn some advanced writing skills. So, brace­ yourself to dig into the world of IELTS coaching in Dubai.

1. Subjunctive Mood Mastery:

The subjunctive mood is a grammatical mood typically used in subordinate clauses to express hypothetical situations, wishes, or demands. Effective incorporation of the subjunctive mood displays sophistication in language use. So, practice constructing sentences like these to express unreal or imagined situations.

Example: "I wish I were more confident in my writing abilities."

The phrase "I wish I were" is a classic example of the subjunctive mood. In simple words, the speaker desires something contrary to reality. 

2. Relative Clauses Refinement:

Mastering relative clauses is crucial for conveying complex relationships between ideas. But you need to focus on reducing relative clauses to enhance conciseness without sacrificing clarity. Instead, practice using non-defining relative clauses to provide additional information about a noun without altering the sentence's core meaning.

Example: "The textbook, which was published last year, has become a bestseller."

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In this specific instance­, a relative clause ("which was launche­d last year") lends more de­tails about the noun "book". Here, the­ relative clause is non-de­fining, indicating it incorporates extra details that are not essential.

3. Advanced Conditional Structures:

Beyond the basic conditional forms (zero, first, second, and third), explore advanced conditional structures such as mixed conditionals and conditional perfects. These constructions allow for nuanced expressions of hypothetical situations and are particularly useful for discussing hypothetical scenarios in academic essays.

Example: "If I had trained harder, I’d have scored higher on the test."

The illustration uses a mixed conditional structure, blending elements of the second and third conditional. It expresses a hypothetical situation in the past ("If I had trained harder") and its potential outcome ("I would have scored higher on the test").

4. Parallelism Precision:

Parallelism involves maintaining consistent grammatical structures within sentences or across sentence elements. Refine your writing by practising parallel structure in lists, comparisons, and correlative conjunctions. Consistent parallelism enhances readability and lends a polished look to your compositions.

Example: "She enjoys hiking, swimming, and biking in her free time."

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Here, parallelism is demonstrated by maintaining consistent grammatical structures in the list "hiking, swimming, and biking." 

5. Modal Verbs Mastery:

Modal verbs add depth and nuance to writing by expressing possibility, necessity, obligation, or ability. Practice using modal verbs with precision, paying attention to subtle differences in meaning and usage. Experiment with modal perfect constructions to convey past possibilities or unrealised past events.

Example: "Students must complete their assignments by the deadline."

The modal verb "must" is used to indicate necessity or obligation, emphasising the importance of completing assignments by the deadline. Modal verbs convey various degrees of certainty, obligation, or possibility.

6. Gerunds and Infinitives Sophistication:

Explore the subtle nuances between using gerunds (verbs ending in -ing) and infinitives (to + base verb) as subjects, objects, or complements in sentences. Focus on mastering verbs that are followed by specific gerunds or infinitives, as well as verbs with different meanings when used with either form.

Example: "She prefers swimming to running."

This example showcases the use of a gerund ("swimming") as the object of the verb "prefers."

7. Passive Voice Proficiency:

While active voice is generally preferred for clarity and directness, mastering the passive voice adds versatility to your writing. So, practice transforming active sentences into passive constructions. But pay attention to when passive voice is appropriate, such as when emphasising the receiver of the action or maintaining objectivity.

Example: "The report was written by the research team."

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The passive voice here shifts the focus from the doer of the action (the research team) to the receiver of the action (the report). 

8. Sentence Variety Enhancement:

Diversify your sentence structures by incorporating complex and compound-complex sentences alongside simple ones. Also, experiment with different sentence beginnings, lengths, and structures to maintain reader engagement and convey complex ideas effectively.

Example: "Despite the rain, he chose to walk in the garden."

This demonstrates sentence variety by combining a subordinate clause ("Despite the rain") with the main clause ("he chose to walk in the garden"). Varying sentence structures like this enhance readability and maintain reader interest.

9. Conjunctions and Connectors Complexity:

Enhance coherence and cohesion in your writing by mastering a wide range of conjunctions and connectors. Practice using coordinating, subordinating, and correlative conjunctions to establish logical relationships between ideas and paragraphs. Additionally, explore transitional devices to smoothly guide readers through your arguments.

Example: "Furthermore, the study highlights the importance of regular exercise."

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The conjunction "Furthermore" here introduces additional information that supports the preceding statement. 

10. Idiomatic Expressions Integration:

Incorporating idiomatic expressions adds fluency and authenticity to your writing, showing a deep understanding of the English language. So, familiarise yourself with common idioms and phrasal verbs related to academic topics and use them appropriately to enrich your vocabulary and convey nuanced meanings.

Example: "The professor hit the nail on the head with his explanation."

The idiom—hit the nail on the head—describes someone who has precisely identified or articulated a particular issue or solution.

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Although this small cave may look ordinary- it has a very important meaning to Muslims. In early Muslim civilization, around 610 C.E. Muhammad (peace be upon him) became the last Prophet of Islam. He is known to be the teacher, the role model and the messenger for the Muslim Ummah- meaning group or tribe. The cave pictured above is called Jabal- al Nour or Cave Hira. It is a small cave atop a mountain, where Prophet Muhammad would ascend daily- which was no easy task as the hike was one of great struggle. So why is Cave Hira so impactful? This is the very cave where the Angel Gabriel came to the prophet on The Night of Power and bestowed the first few verses of the Quran to the messenger. This was an astonishing sight because the Prophet was not well versed in reading and writing- however he was able to read the text as well as remember it. This cave was the first area of the world that was touched by anything of the Islamic religion.The prophet would often visit the cave to get away from the busy life of Mecca prior to the revelation of the Quran- he would often meditate or even nap in the cave.  The cave has since been a popular tourist destination for muslim’s- especially during Hajj. As you ascend the mountain towards the cave, you will be surrounded by stone and dirt as wide as the eye can see. The hike is rigorous and requires physical strength. 

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“The Cave of Hira in Jabal Al Noor: History and Importance.” Zamzam Blogs, June 4, 2023. https://zamzam.com/blog/cave-of-hira/.

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Rogelio Mangahas

Rogelio Mangahas was a Filipino poet and artist who lived from 9 May 1939 to 4 July 2018. He was raised in the Philippines and attended the University of the East where he studied AB Filipino. He was born in Palasinan, Cabiao, Nueva Ecija. He spent most of his time with poet friends like Virgilio S. Almario and Teo Antonio at the University of the East at that time since he was already looking for others who shared the same passion in language. They led the second effective modernist trend in Filipino poetry together. For his critical essay on Edgardo M. Reyes's novel "Sa mga Kuko ng Liwanag" and his collection of poems, "Mga Duguang Plakard," Rogelio Mangahas won the first prize at the Palanca Literary Awards. He also co-authored and edited Manlilikha, an anthology of poems that some have referred to as "the best poetry collection ever."

In the 1960s, reviewers hailed it as a major accomplishment in contemporary Filipino poetry. Winner of the essay category at the 1986 Palanca Awards. He taught Filipino language and literature at De La Salle University, University of the East, University of the Philippines Manila, and St. Scholastica's College in addition to serving as editor-in-chief of Phoenix Publishing House and SIBS Publishing House. He worked as the country editor of Tenggara, a Southeast Asian literary journal published in Malaysia, and as a consultant for literature at the Cultural Center of the Philippines. He was the recipient of the SWP's "Poet of the Year" award as well as the UMPIL's Gawad Pambansang Alagad ni Balagtas. At the age of 79, he passed away on July 4, 2018.

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From 1971 to 1999, he served as the director of the Commission on the Filipino Language, formerly known as the Surian ng Wikang Pambansa (Filipino: Komisyon sa Wikang Filipino). Pineda began sociolinguistic studies to broaden the Filipino language under his direction. The Filipino language's orthographic reform is another of them. Language policy under Pineda underwent significant changes, including the introduction of bilingual schooling in 1974, the declaration of Filipino as the nation's official language in 1983, and the adoption of the 28-letter Filipino alphabet in 1987. In the Philippines, he founded 12 regional centers for the Filipino language. Ponciano B. Pineda edited the Philippine Dictionary (1973) by Jose Villa Panganiban and the Centennial Dictionary (1998) by the Commission on the Filipino Language. He

published the Filipino Dictionary, which served as the basis for the country's lexicography. Pineda completed his studies at the University of Santo Tomas in 1948 with the aid of former secretary of the Department of Filipino, angelica Panganiban, earning an Associate in Arts degree. He also took on the role of The Varsitarian's director. In addition to writing scholarly works, Pineda is a filipinologist, or specialist in Filipino culture. His literary works include "Pagpupulong: Mga Tuntunin At Pamamaraan," "Pandalubhasaang Sining Ng Komunikasyon," and "Sining Ng Komunikasyon Para Sa Mataas Na Paaralan." The Gawad Palanca gave him first and second prizes for his short stories "Ang Mangingisda" (1958) and "Malalim ang Gabi" (1953), respectively.

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They almost always get wet when you drop one of these on them . . . in the right situation.

 Dirty Pick Up Lines

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 What’s most important is if you are going to pick up a girls in a bar or club or any other kind of social setting you need to make sure you use the right pickup line for the right type of girl. Using dirty pick up lines on nerdy girls are not going to work as well as they would with sluts. Make sure you remember a few of these, I would hand write a few of the ones you like and remember them and practice how you would say them infront of a girl.

Baby, Ive got and eight inch tongue and i can breathe through my ears.

Are we related? Do you want to be?

Can I take you to the Bone-yard?

Are you cold? You should be; you’ve been naked in my mind all night.

Are you going to the party tonight (what party?) The one in your mouth, everybody’s cumming.

Are you in to Casual Sex or should I dress up?

Are you menstruating? If so, I know how to insert tampons.

Are you cold? Let me be your electric blanket. Just plug me in and I’ll make you feel nice and toasty inside and out

Are you free tonight or am I gonna have to pay?

Are you gay? (No.) Wow, me neither, let’s have sex.

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Are you a lumberjack? Because you just gave me wood!

Damn girl, you have more curves than a race track.

Damn, I thought “Very-Fine” only came in a bottle!

Can you believe it? It’s been more than fifteen minutes since I’ve had sex.

Can I please be your slave tonight?

Can I see your tan lines?

Can I stir your drink? Mind if I use my dick?

Are those Guess jeans? ‘Cause guess who wants to get into ‘em.

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Do you like to dance? Well then, could you go dance so I can talk to your friend?

Do you like whales? Well I have a hump-back at my place.

Do you sleep on your stomach? No. Can I?Very hot girl

Do you take it up the ass?

Do you think a relationship between you and I would be all sex, or do you think that there would be some depth to it?Do you wanna box? [Yes.] Well, get on your hands and knees and give me two blows to the head.

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As long as i have a face, u always have a place to sit.

Please tell your tits to stop looking at my eyes.

Do you know anything about real estate? (Grab crotch or breasts) I was just wondering if you could tell me if this is a lot.

Do you know how many licks it takes to get to the center of a tootsie-pop? Wanna find out?

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Do you like chicken? Sorry, I haven’t got any, how about a cock?

Do you like chips? Because if you are frito lay than I am a barrel of fun!

Do you like clocks? (if yes) put two hands and a face on this. (pointing down)

Do you wash your pants in Windex because I can see myself in them.

Do you work for UPS? I thought I saw you checking out my package.

Don’t you think most people who use pickup lines are dipsticks? (Yup) In that case, mind if I check your oil level?

Don’t sweat the petty things… pet the sweaty things!

Don’t worry, I don’t get emotionally involved. It’s just physical.

Erections like these don’t grow on trees you know.

Ever slept in a $5000 bed? Want to?

Ever tried those weird prickly condoms? (sure to get responses)

Excuse me , she says “Uh huh”, do you have any Grey Poupon? no? well we can still get the sandwich action going on baby.

Excuse me M’am, you dropped a piece of ass, let me get that for you. (then grab her ass)

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Do you like jewels? (Yes.) Suck my dick, it’s a gem.

Do you like jigsaw puzzles? Let’s go to my room and put our pieces together.

Do you wanna lick my tongue?

Do you want a worm-do? (Whats a worm do?) It does this..(Move your finger like a worm~~~~~~)

Do you want to come over to my place and feed your beaver some wood?

Excuse me, but I think that you are too drunk to drive. Can you recite the alphabet backwards? [Does it] Next, I need for you to bend over and spell “RUN”.

Excuse me, but I’m freeballing, can I borrow your underwear?

Excuse me, but would you like an orally stimulated orgasm?

“Excuse me, but you dropped something back there” Woman: “What’s that?” You: This conversation, lets pick it up later tonight.

Excuse me, but you have a “dick for” on your head. [What's a "dick for"?] I’ll show you.

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Excuse me, but you’ve got a Wild Blocost on your shoulder! (What’s a Wild Blocost?) How much do ya got?

Excuse me, do I need to buy a ticket for your fantastic voyage?

Do you want to see something swell?

Do you want to see the soles of your feet in the wing mirrors in my car?

Excuse me, but do you have the temperature?

Excuse me, I’m a little short on cash, would you mind if we shared a cab home together?

Excuse me, is it true that you’re a sexual tyrannosaurus?

Excuse me, is that dress felt? Would you like it to be?

Excuse me, is that semen in your hair?

Excuse me, I’ve seem to have lost my virginity, can I have yours?

Nice fucking weather. Want to?

Pick a number between 1 and 10. You lose now take off your clothes.

(Put out hand) Give me five. (after they give you five, leave your hand up)

Give me elbow. (after they give you elbow, leave your hand up) Give me shoulder. (after they give you shoulder, leave your hand up) Give me nose. (after they give you nose, leave your hand up) Give me head.

Roses are black, violets are red, what is it going to take, to get you into bed?

Roses are red, violets are black, why is your chest as flat as my back?

Nice legs, lets eat out.

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Nice pants. Can I test the zipper?

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