#Lied to myself and went back in the closet

[assigned-marcille-at-breakfast]

Lol nothing like waking up to an email from a job telling me I'm "not fit" for a job I applied to. A job that is literally an entry position in the specific field I studied and got a college degree in.

Like not even like it's in the realm of what I studied. It's literally Exactly What I Studied. My degree is in it. I got my degree to do this. My electives expand on this specific field. I've been continuing to work in and learn more about and integrate into this field after college as a hobby. Like. This is literally what I live and breath.

From a fuckin smaller studio too not like some big major company or massive thing that has their pick of hundreds of skilled people. Like at least fuckin say some HR bullshit like "we are moving in another direction" or something.

Not a fucking fit for the position.

God I really am never gonna get a job beyond some bullshit part time shit that doesn't respect me or my skills and won't pay me enough to live huh.

Fuck me I guess.

#I was really hopeful about this one too #Idk what to do anymore #Like what is it that's making me so unemployable #Is it the fucking autism? Making me come across as awkward somehow or something and setting hiring managers off of me? #Or is the the being trans #Would I fucking get a job if I just #Stopped being trans #Lied to myself and went back in the closet #Pretended to be that person again #God fucking damnit! I've fought so fucking hard just to finally get here #But now there's a fucking chasm. And I don't have a fucking clue how to cross it. #And im doing everything everyone says to do to get across #But im so beat up and bruised from falling so many times. Broken so many bones. I've never made it more than a few feet across the chasm #And i can feel the fray in the tether that keeps me from plummeting to my death. The ridge of the cliffside cutting into it with every fall #One of these times it's gonna break #I'm worried itll be the next try that does it

[little-spicy]

LIES

Aemond Targaryen x Reader

Summary: Aemond is to be married to Jocelyn Baratheon for an alliance and doesn't tell Y/N. He's willing to lie to keep her and way more.

A/N: okay so watched outlander and this scene is TOTALLY Aemond. When Jamie says "I would do far worse than lie to keep you."

WARNING: SMUT 🔥🔥🔥 MDNI!! Angst, non/con to dub/con, breeding kink, etc. (let me know if I forget anything)

THE NIGHT WAS SILENT AS Y/N PACED BACK AND FORTH IN her chamber, her heart filled with rage and disparity after hearing the news of an engagement.

Y/N was Rhea Royce's and Daemon Targaryen's child. After her mother's death, Daemon took his daughter and raised her as his own. She was a Targaryen through and through and was loved by her family.

Her strong spirit and her kind nature was what made her the heart of her family.

Even though she was loved by both the Blacks and the Greens, not even her could stop the battle of ice and fire between the families.

She did side with Blacks, she felt as if she had to since her father was with them and she loved her step mother, sisters, and cousins dearly.

But in her mind she had always longed for Aemond, they were always so close to one another as children and as they got older they still were close but only in the shadows.

The Greens and Blacks were silent enemies before they both were born but nevertheless they both knew it would never be approved.

No one in their family knew of it, every kiss and touch were in secret and it pained them both to have to hide.

And once the king had died, the fires from both families began to burn.

The fight over the Iron Throne had begun and Y/N was asked to go and grab allies before the Greens could.

However when she reached Storm's End, Aemond was there as well to seek an alliance.

The two clashed and fought and as Y/N went home to return to her family, Aemond had taken Y/N. Forcing Vhagar to take control of Y/N's dragon and force them to go to Kings Landing.

She was a prisoner and taken to her old quarters and to be bargaining chip.

She honestly believed that Aemond had taken her to be his bride, telling her a long time ago that he would.

The weeks had gone by and she was visited from time to time by Aemond or on the rare occasion the Queen.

But one morning her maid came in, talking about how Queen Alicent had announced Aemond was to be wed to Jocelyn Baratheon.

When hearing the news Y/N's heart broke and asked to not be disturbed for the remains of the day.

At first she cried and stayed in her bed, her heart ached as thought she knew the man she loved.

But as she cried the tears of sorrow soon became tears of anger. She felt used, she felt that every word and every touch was just a game and she felt like a fool.

She was ready to release her fire in her and she felt it bloom once she saw Aemond come into her chambers.

"You bastard!" She yelled and threw the closet thing to her at him.

He leaped out of the way as she threw a book at him and his eyes held anger as well.

"Seven Hells! Have you gone mad?"Aemond asked and came towards her and she slapped him. The force made his head turn to the side.

"You lied to me!" She cried and was about slap him again but he held her wrist. "Fucking Jocelyn Baratheon!"

Aemond's eye widened at her words and realized that the word had spread. He tried to keep his composure as she tried to hit him.

"Calm down." Aemond said as he held her back, squirming in his arms and trying to claw her way out.

She pushed him away and she breathed heavily as they stared at each other.

"I- I gave myself to you." She said angrily. "I let you take me and you claimed you loved me, I was fool to think you actually cared for me."

"Hold you tongue." He seethed. "I have never loved anyone else, I am just as surprised she announced it."

"But you knew?" She asked and Aemond sighed and nodded.

"My mother told me of it a couple of days after I brought you here." Aemond said. "But I didn't think-"

"You lied to me." She said and laughed bitterly. "You two will be an adorable couple, while I'll be called the Targaryen whore."

Aemond looked at her in anger.

"Yes I lied but that doesn't mean I love her, my mother forced me to accept." Aemond said. "What am I to do?"

"Leave." Y/N said." We are both subject to our families quarrels and we have no debt to them over a fucking throne."

"If you haven't forgotten your nephew took out my fucking eye." Aemond said and pointed to his eyepatch.

"So you're willing to lose me for this?" Y/N asked and Aemond was silent, she shook her head as tears began to fall. "Get out."

"No." Aemond said firmly and tried to come close to her.

"Get out!" Y/N yelled and threw a chalice at him. He avoided it and pounced on her and grabbed her arm and pulled her towards him.

"Yes I lied, it doesn't fucking matter." Aemond said and squeezed her arm as she tried to get loose. "Believe me when I say I would do far worse than lie to keep you."

He grabbed her face and kissed her roughly. She bit his lip and caused him to release her and she slapped him.

"Get off me!" She yelled and tried to run but he grabbed her arm again and pushed her onto the bed.

"You are mine, no one not even my mother nor the gods could stop this." He said and kissed down her neck, sucking on the skin harshly, leaving dark hickies.

"Fuck you!" She said and kicked his leg, causing him to groan in pain and release her. She got off the bed but was tackled to ground on the fur rug and he held her close.

"I love you and only you."'Aemond said and she cried in frustration as she tried to get out of his grip. He leaned forward and placed his forehead against hers. "Don't fight it."

She looked into his eye and saw his feelings, the desperation, the anger, his love. She tried not to cry and turned her head away from him.

Tears fell from her cheek and she felt him kiss her tear stained cheek.

"You are mine." Aemond said and kissed her neck and in an instant grabbed her nightgown and ripped it in half.

Her breasts were exposed and she tried to fight the moans as he began to suck and bite on her breasts.

He moved his hands all over her skin, the smoothness and smell of lavender filled his nostrils. He moved his hand down to her cunt and felt the wetness.

"If you fight so much why is it that I feel as if your cunt was a waterfall hmm?" Aemond taunted and began to move his fingers around her folds.

She let out an agonized moan, she felt the sparks fly and tried to refuse her body reactions.

Aemond removed his night clothes and began to rut against her with his hardened member. His pants the only barrier between his and her warm walls.

"Please." Aemond said and kissed down from her neck all the way to pubic bone.

"Leave with me." Y/N said and looked down at him as he stared at her in front of her drenched entrance. "That's the only way we can be happy, leave with me."

Aemond moved away from her core and looked at her in the eye. His face held fear and she touched his cheek and sigh. She moved his eyepatch and looked at the sapphire that was in it.

"You and I both know that's the only way." Y/N said. "I want to be yours but I know in the end our family will die in flames."

Aemond knew it was true and for once he wanted to be selfish. He was the second born, the boy who would inherit nothing but a title. He didn't want to be the lap dog for his brother or his mother. He's done so much that he felt that he deserved something.

As he looked down at Y/N he knew that was his something.

"I will." Aemond said and kissed her. Y/N moaned in the kiss and when they released Aemond moved his pants down and removed them. "I want to marry you, I want to run away."

"Yes, please." Y/N said and gripped his hair as she felt his kisses on her neck and the bites that came along with it.

Y/N cried out as Aemond swiftly plunged into her core. She moaned as Aemond began to fuck her.

"We'll move far away across the sea and-" Y/N was cut off by Aemond lifting her up and carrying her with his cock stuffed in her and placed her on the edge of the bed.

"I'll fuck my children into you, I want a whole family." Aemond said and rutted into her and put her legs on his shoulders. "I'll breed you until your full, I'll fuck you every night if I have to."

The words Aemond spoke and the way his cock hit her sweet spongy spot, she couldn't help but feel the walls tighten and breath hitching.

"Aemond I'm-" Y/N was cut off by Aemond kissing and grunting.

She felt her walls clamp down and she screamed as she felt Aemond's cock twitch. She heard as he let out a soft moan and rocked into her.

She felt his arms and wrapped around her and held her close. She felt the goosebumps on his skin and felt him pull out.

She felt the warm cum dribble out and Aemond smirked at his mark on her.

She watched as Aemond grabbed his shirt and trousers and grabbed her a few things.

"What are you doing?" Y/N asked Aemond and he came forward with her clothes.

"We're leaving." He said and helped her up and grabbed a cloth and stuffed it in her cunt. "Don't want it all to fall out."

She leaned forward and he helped her put comfortable clothes on.

"Thank you." Y/N said and Aemond kissed her forehead.

"No, thank you." Aemond said and Y/N looked confused. "For giving me a choice."

Y/N smiled and both of them decided that night that their fate was their own.

Nobody knew what had happened of the couple. All that was left was a note from both children.

Revealing their love for one another and that they decided to leave and refused to take part of the disintegration of their family.

Rhaenyra and Alicent were torn apart that their family member had abandoned them both.

Daemon had never been the same once he learned his daughter had left. Some believed that he died of a broke heart when fighting Aegon on his dragon.

Some say that the lovers escaped to another land and had many children. That they had turned to farmers and lived their lives to the fullest, away from the cursed throne.

But one thing they had always gotten right was that Y/N and Aemond Targaryen loved and died together.

A/N: hope you all liked it! Love some steamy angst! Ty for reading and I also do other fandoms! As well I wanted to add I'm doing commissions!!!! Just message me and I can show you some of my pieces or go to @ peytonmunson on insta!

#aemond targaryen x reader #Aemond smut #hotd smut #game of thrones smut #got smut #aemond targaryen x reader smut #aemond targaryen #house of the dragon #house of the dragon smut

[pizzaboerr]

From nothing to something.

(Sanji x reader, part 7.)

Part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6.

Summary: Sanji finally slept in your bed, and it could not be better with what happened. You realized you had night duty today so you made it the best you could.

Word count: 2.1K words

content warning: smut (if you blink you’ll miss it), Sweet and cute Sanji

Authors Note: Sorry fot the long MIA, a lot has happened. I told myself I’m not gonna pressure me writing stuff, that’s not gonna work. I’m also gonna start uploading a Eddie fanfic I held in my archives for almost a year(!!!)

P.S.: Sorry if there are sentences that are grammatically incorrect, English isn’t my first language, so my apologies in advance.

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You woke up with Sanji still sleeping. You looked at the vlock and sighed. 9:34AM. You looked over to Nami’s bed, who wasn’t there anymore.

“Great.” You looked back to Sanji and shook him gently. He grabbed you and pulled you closer to him. “Five. more minutes love.” He mumbled while he put his head in the crook of your neck.

“Sanji, it’s 9:30, Don’t you have to prepare food or something?” You whispered. He shook his head. “They’ll be fine eating the scraps from yesterday my love.” He barely whispered back, trying to stay awake.

You smiled to yourself and nodded. You closed your eyes again until you heard some whispers from outside your room. You sighed and turned around. Sanji groaned and lied on his back. You put your head on his chest and looked up at Sanji, who was now awake. “Nami’s probably told everyone that I’m in your bed.” Sanji said closing his eyes again.

Nami walked inside and quickly closed the door behind her. “Good morning lovebirds! How was your sleep?” She said happily. “It was okay until we heard you guys whisper outside.” Sanji said a little bit irritated, looking at Nami and sitting up, causing you to sit up as well.

You stretched and got out of bed, climbing over Sanji in the process. “Watch it love.” Sanji mumbled as you looked down to see his growing problem. “Oops, sorry.” You whispered, now slightly blushing.

You were walking to your closet as Nami looked at Sanji.

“The reason I came in here was to tell you that the boys are, as they are saying it, still starving, after eating the remainder of yesterday’s meal Sanji. ” Nami said, gesturing he should get up. “I’ll be there in ten minutes okay?” Sanji asked while Nami walked back over to the door. “Okay, ten minutes is the max though, I will get you after that.” Sanji nodded and Nami left.

You grabbed some clothes and looked over at Sanji who was looking at you. “Well get up then lazy ass.” You teased him. He laughed and walked over to you. “Where were we?” Sanji put one hand on your waist while he looked at you lovingly.

“We were cuddling in bed but that’s not happening anymore.” You smiled putting your arms around his neck. His hands made their way to your face and held your face lovingly, his hands warm and big on your skin. He leaned in and you smiled as you felt the butterflies in your stomach went wild. The kiss was deep and so unbelievably pure, it punched the breath from your lunges the second your lips connected.

You sighed into him because the moment felt so right, so perfect. You felt yourself smile as he brushed his tongue over your bottom lip.

one of your hands ended up tugging at his hair, making him moan against your lips. He smiled and pulled you closer, if that was even possible.

“Sanji.” you whimpered when his thigh made its way between your legs. You were really taken aback from this but Sanji made you feel so good.

You ground down on his legs in rhythmic motions, trying to contain the moans. He pushed his leg higher, really enjoying all the cute little sounds that came from your lips and the very knowledge he was the one making sure you felt that good.

Sanji almost came undone from this alone, knowing he was the one making you feel this amazing.

But still, it wasn't enough. “Sanji, maybe we should continue this later.” You whispered, kissing his neck and jawline. He sighed and pulled his leg back, slightly. “I hate it when you’re right.” He sighed as he kissed you once more as he played with your tshirt. You smiled into the kiss and that made him smile too, causing him to deepen the kiss once again.

There was a knock at the door which made you both jump. “I’ll be there in a second!” Sanji yelled quickly, letting go of you, grabbing his clothes and putting it on. You changed too into a hoodie and jeans and looked at him. He was tying his tie and you smiled at him, walking over and making sure he looked perfect, fixing his tie and hair in the process.

He smiled and looked at you. “Thank you my love.” He said sweetly as he gave you a hug and a quick kiss after that.

He let you go and walked towards the door. “I’ll see you in a second?” He asked while smiling broadly and you nodded. He walked over to the door as you quickly stopped him. “One more kiss won’t hurt.” You quietly said while giving him one more kiss before sending him away.

He exited your room and you smiled. You cleaned up the room a little and did your makeup.

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As you entered the kitchen you could see everyone enjoying their food. You smiled at Sanji and took a seat next to Ussop. “How was your sleep?” Ussop asked you while he was wiggling his eyebrows. “It was good, thank you for asking.” You smiled politely. He just smirked and continued eating.

You sat there, quietly eating your breakfast and listening to the plans that everyone made while you were still docked.

“What about you y/n? What are your plans today?” Luffy asked you with a full mouth. You laughed before answering. “Well I think I’m going to wander around a bit, see what this place has to offer, maybe shop a little.” Nami smiled and nodded. “We could go together?” I smiled brightly. “You can always join me Nami, would be very nice!”

“We’re going to continue our adventure tomorrow morning, so enjoy today!” Luffy excitedly yelled. Everyone nodded and parted their ways.

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Nami and you were walking through the busy streets and looked around. “Let’s go clothes shopping! I’m desperately in need of new clothes and maybe shoes even!” You almost yelled out of excitement. Nami laughed and followed your lead.

After telling Nami everything that has happened, except for a few parts you rather keep a secret for now and walking into a few stores, not really finding anything, you saw this beautiful little shop. You grabbed Nami’s hand and guided her through the crowd into the store.

You were never a dress person but when your eyes laid on the prettiest, most gorgeous dress you walker over to it. “It is my size!-“ you whispered excitedly to yourself. “175 berries..” You whispered sadly. “I can’t afford something like that.” You mumbled before you sighed and turned around, seeing Nami there, crossing her arms and looking at you. “What did you find?” She tried to see what you were looking at, but failed. “Nothing special, just a dress.” You silently replied.

Nami carefully pushed you aside as she laid her eyes on the dress you fell in love with. “Let me handle this.” Nami said before putting on a fake smile and walked over to the lady who worked there.

You didn’t want to see what she was gonna do so you acted like you were looking around.

You couldn’t hear exactly what they were saying, only that Nami was acting sad. You smiled to yourself and looked around. She came back after a few minutes and had a big smile on her face. “Okay so It’s now 50 berries.” She laughed silently as you walked to the counter.

The lady looked at you and smiled brightly. “Hope he treats you well and I hope you two will have a great time.” She smiled and scanned the dress. You quickly thanked her and paid.

You followed Nami out of the store before hitting her on her arm. “What did you say!” You whisper/yelled. Nami laughed and looked over at you before she started to walk away. You quickly followed her and she started explaining. “Well I might have said something about you having your first date and not having money for a dress.” She laughed. “Nami! I can’t believe you, but anyways thank you. It was very sweet you trying to get a discount.” Nami laughed and you two continued wandering around.

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Nami and you both found some other clothes and even a pair of shoes. After a few hours of walking around, your legs started to hurt. It was a 15 minute walk back and you sighed happily. “I had and still have a great time today.” Nami smiled back. “Me too, the boys are a bit much at times, most times actually.” Nami laughed.

As you walked back to the ship you could see that everyone was doing their own thing. Luffy and Ussop were playing some kind of cardgame, Zoro was ‘resting’ which ment sleeping, lastly Sanji who was smoking a cigarette already smiling and waving towards the two of you.

“Just in time, I gathered special ingredients for dinner tonight and I was just getting ready to start cooking.” Sanji happily explained, while walking over to help you two on the ship. “Don’t fall y/n” Nami laughed looking over at you and Sanji. “One time and then never again right?” You joked back, grabbing Sanji’s hand with your only free hand and getting on the ship. Nami followed your lead as she also got onto the ship. “Thanks Sanji.” Nami said before walking over to your shared room.

“Got anything special my love?” Sanji asked while trying to peek into the bags you were holding. “Nope, regular stuff, nothing special.” You smiled as you walked past him towards your room. Sanji laughed. “Yeah right.” He yelled back before making his way towards the kitchen.

After putting everything away and getting changed into something more comfortable. You had night duty tonight so you made sure you were warm as well. You grabbed an extra hoodie and made your way to the kitchen.

“Hey Sanji.” You smiled as you walked in the kitchen and only saw him. He smiled back. “Hello my love, how are you?” He washed his hands before making his way over to you. “I’m alright, Night duty today so mentally preparing for that.” You laughed as you gave him a long hug, both slowly swinging from left to right. “Are you going to be alright? It’s going to be cold tonight.” Sanji concernedly asked you. “Yeah I’ll be alright.” You smiled slightly as you closed your eyes, taking in his cologne and cigarette smoke.

“I can take over the night shift?” Sanji asked you as he let go of you. You smiled and shook your head. “No Sanji, I’m not gonna let you do it.”

“Let me join you then, keep you company.” Sanji looked at you lovingly. He already made up his mind and he wasn’t going to let you be on your own the whole night.

“You can join me if you want too, but only if you want.” You sternly looked at him. He laughed and took a step towards you. “Of course I want too, otherwise I wouldn’t have said anything, right mademoiselle?” He gave you a quick kiss as he went back to his working station.

“Take a seat love, dinner is almost ready.”

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Dinner went really smoothly. everyone finished really quick snd everyone made themselves ready to go out on their final night before heading out tomorrow morning. You had night duty which meant you couldn’t do that but that also meant you could go to bed after breakfast and sleep a bit, which made you feel a little bit better.

“Are you sure you don’t want to go out tonight Sanji?” You asked him one final time. It was just Sanji and you in the kitchen. He walked over and placed both hands on your hips. “There is nothing i’d rather do mi amore.” You blushed at the nickname he gave you. You nodded and grabbed his hand. Everyone already left and Sanji smiled. “After you.” He kindly said before you made your way up to the crow-nest.

You sat down when you arrived at the top of the crow nest. You had already placed a few blankets, in case it was going to be colder than it already was.

Sanji came up only seconds after you and closed the hatch. He sat down next to you and grabbed a blanket. He placed the blanket over his legs and over yours as well. You smiled and looked at him. “Thank you Sanji, you are too kind.” His cheeks turned a slight pink as he shook his head. “The pleasure is all mine mademoiselle.” He said lovingly as he grabbed a cigarette for the both of you and lit them casually at the same time. “Here you go my love.” He said as he exhaled while looking up.

#monkey d. luffy #one piece #one piece sanji #vinsmoke sanji #sanji x reader #nami #one piece nami #one piece luffy #one piece usopp #usopp #one piece zoro #roanoa zoro

[wen-kexing-apologist]

Best QL of 2023: Favorite Lines

Okay so I am slightly over my one year mark in the BL Fandom, and have watched over the past like...12-14 months a little under 100 shows, so I am forcing myself to stick to the shows that aired in 2023 or else I would never be able to finish this. But I saw @abstractelysium do this so I had to climb aboard:

Top Five Lines that Lived Rent-Free In My Brain This Year:

"Have you been well? Without me?" - Shin Ki Tae, Our Dating Sim, Ep 4

Y'ALL THIS FUCKING LINE. KNIFE. CHEST. EVERY TIME! This line sits on the same level of absolute and total emotional devastation for me as the "I just want things to be nice for him" link in Big Eden.

"Are you tired, Uncle Jim?" - Li Ming, Moonlight Chicken, Ep 8

Jim and Li Ming's relationship just makes me absolutely so fucking emotional. I love them individually, I love them together, and I love how much Jim does for his community. But no one ever asks him this. And it is so striking to me that Li Ming is finally the one to demonstrate how much he understands and appreciates everything Jim does not only for him but for the entire community when he ass him that question.

"My family is old fashioned. I kept everything in my heart and didn't want to tell anyone until I was 15. My family went to Europe with Wa's family. We saw two women kissing on the street. I saw her and wanted to talk to her. I want to know how she did it. I want to release it like them. But Wa's mother and I...You can probably imagine. A pair of old-fashioned women who think same-sex love is wrong...That's when I realized I wasn't the only one feeling terrible. When we got back that night she broke down and cried. No one knew why. I asked her if it was about the afternoon incident. She asked me if a kiss between two women was wrong. I said no. It's just like two men kissing. It's not wrong. On that night a 15 year old boy and a 13 year old girl held each other and cried." -Sailom, Wedding Plan, Ep. 6

Okay this isn't a line, it's a monologue but holy fucking shit this was such a beautiful speech, and I will quote @bengiyo here and say "I CAN'T BELIEVE PEOPLE HATED THIS MAN." He has spent so much of his life in the closet protecting not only himself but especially Yiwa. Sailom was going to go through with the wedding just to ensure that Yiwa and Marine could be together without anyone prying.

"This is as tender as I can be. Someone like me." -Mhok, Last Twilight, Ep. 4

Honestly you could replace the first sentence with whatever you want, the part that sticks in my brain the most is "someone like me" because I know that Mhok must have heard shit like that his entire life, and Day is here saying it in a way that I don't think Mhok takes as an actual insult or passing of judgement. I like that the line is used whenever Mhok does show who he truly is and how much tenderness or warmth he is actually capable of in a subversion of the expectations placed upon him.

"But you know, I already knew your preferences so well. When I go shopping with Kakei-san, he talks about you all the time...He says it with a smile" -Kayoko, What Did You Eat Yesterday?, Season 2 Episode 11

THE WEEP I WEPT WHEN KAYOKO TOLD KENJI HOW MUCH SHIRO TALKS ABOUT HIM. This entire second season of WDYEY Shiro has just continuously shown so much beautiful beautiful growth and my heart twists with pride every single time I see him looking more relaxed and smiley. WDYEY is the most perfect show to ever exist.

#our dating sim #moonlight chicken #last twilight the series #wedding plan the series #what did you eat yesterday? #best ql 2023

[inconveniently-discorporated]

I saw the Barbie movie.

One thing I did not expect was to have Feelings about what it is like to be a neurodivergent woman.

This wasn't even really addressed in the movie directly at all (aside I guess from having "weird Barbie" who lives separately from everyone else and takes in the "broken Barbies", and all of the super-positive and "uplifting" Barbies who were supportive of each other were OPENLY rejecting her because of things that were beyond her control and didn't even make her harmful to their society, just not entirely Like Them...)(okay I guess I lied, I guess they did address it and it didn't really click for me until now). (I'm still leaving that sentence in because I'm so shocked at how the point of this post is how minimized I have felt as a woman, TO THE POINT I APPEAR TO HAVE MINIMIZED THE WOMAN I CAN ENTIRELY EMPATHIZE WITH.)

Anyway. It was made EXTREMELY clear by my peers from literally day one that I was Different. I mean, I'd had one-off interactions with kids before kindergarten, but going to school was the first time I was seeing the same group of children every day.

I remember being utterly baffled. Many kids seemed to understand what to do already. Most kids were friends with someone by the end of the first day. One of my most vivid memories was from the first day almost 30 years ago, when I turned to one of the girls -- her name was Sofia, she had waist-length black hair, and her name card was a laminated piece of letter practice paper. I asked her, "How does everyone know this already?"

Her answer was that she went to preschool, and for the longest time I thought that was it. I thought that was the only reason why I didn't Get It, and never Got It from then until I graduated and from then until after I got and quit my first job and moved onto my second job (where there happens to be A LOT of neurodivergent people and I seem to get it a lot better now). It didn't occur to me that there were other kids who admittedly didn't go to preschool, who didn't have the same problem as me, and other kids who did go to preschool (because believe me, I was asking) who DID have the same problem as me (and looking back I remember at least one point where the teacher had to address the class about bullying people who were "different").

Moving from childhood into adolescence, it was made EXCEEDINGLY clear to me that I wasn't simply a Different Person, but moreso a Different Woman. It was made apparent that I was NOT an object of desire, and I did NOT deserve to think of myself as such in any way, shape, or form.

I didn't simply ignore makeup because it was expensive, and a little confusing, and somewhat of a sensory difficulty. I ignored it because I didn't think it was for me. I wasn't allowed to be one of those girls. I didn't only ignore fashion because clothes shopping was overwhelming and I couldn't spend that kind of energy in the morning putting together an outfit (not that I had a cohesive closet anyway). I ignored it because of the giggles I heard behind my back when I DID try to camouflage as A Normal Girl, because of the comments like, "Look at her wearing that belt like she thinks she's cute."

It affected me so much that I frankly didn't see myself as a "real woman" until I was in my (LATE) twenties. It's not that I didn't want to be a woman, it's that I didn't think I was allowed to feel like one. I was absolutely convinced that my husband would someday discover this "secret" about me -- that I wasn't a "real woman" -- and leave me. I literally thought he was lying to me about being attracted to me.

This did eventually change with work on my self-esteem, but one of the results is something that still persists to this day -- I feel simultaneously constrained by the societal views of women, while being almost entirely unable to relate. I went into that movie and left, today, realizing that I STILL feel like I'm Not Allowed to feel like I have some of these problems.

I've never been cat-called (though I have been screamed at by people on the street for not being desirable enough of a woman in public). But I HAVE been dismissed as an overdramatic woman by medical professionals, when my husband wouldn't get the same treatment. I've never been harassed for my number, but I HAVE had men harass and belittle me at the mechanic for saying "no" to them, who then promptly stopped the moment my husband walked into the shop and came up beside me. I've never been told I'm too pretty to be smart, but I HAVE had men refuse to talk to me and seek out my less-experienced male coworkers for answers instead.

So I drove away realizing that this dichotomy still exists for me. I couldn't relate to Barbie crying because she didn't feel pretty enough, because I've never felt like that pressure actually applied to me -- it was just always made apparent by my childhood peers that I wasn't, and didn't deserve to even worry about whether I was attractive enough. And I realized that these other pressures were the same way -- I didn't feel the pressure to be the perfect leader, because of course I couldn't be that. I didn't feel the pressure to fit in perfectly, because of course I just already couldn't.

I want to do extraordinary things, not because people expect that of me as a woman, but because people think I CAN'T as someone who is Different and Not Like Them. People are SHOCKED when I eventually adapt to a social situation (like a new job), and show that I can contribute at the same level as other people once I learn what I'm doing.

Kind of like how the Kens didn't even bother with Weird Barbie, she was just forgotten in her weird house, and she ended up being the one to help them all. And then at the end, when the Barbies realize what they've done to her, they apologize and she just sort of goes, "Eh, that's how it is."

I don't know. It's just a very weird place to be. And it can all probably be summed up by the fact that I didn't even register her experience as something I could entirely relate to, until I went to write this post about the experience that I entirely relate to.

#barbie movie #neurodivergence #womanhood #weird Barbie

[melimelissa998]

A Favor pt. 4

Part 3

“I still can NOT! Believe you asked him on a date” Mina says clapping her hands together, “It’s not a date” I say for maybe the 5th time today “Y/N, it is a date! He said so!” Jihyo is obviously on her side “He said, set the date, not it’s a date” I repeat but not sure if it was more for me than for them.

I lied to my friends about how I met Christopher and how we’re having a date dinner tonight. I had to go with a simple: we met at district 9, chitchat ever once a night and one thing led to recommending good restaurants and I mentioned one we both wanted to go and set a date to it…

“If he wasn’t interested, he wouldn’t have said something like that” Jihyo arches her eyebrows and me. I try not to laugh at her meme face, but I fail. “He was just being nice” I try one more time to make them stop “BUT! He said, ‘I’ll take you!’” Mina screams irritated at my denial. I roll my eyes and smile ignoring her, I later I realize I’m still smiling “Yeah, I, guess it is a date” I whisper hoping they don’t hear me, but I know they do. The 3 of us giggled as if we were 17 again and we just said hi to our crush passing by the hallway and he said hi back.

I still wasn't sure if i was nervous excited or nervous scared of what can happen tonight, was this even a good idea? I wish I wasn’t this excited over dinner with someone, but it’s been years I went out a date and Chris is such a mystery, but again, it’s just a favor he’s paying back I am reading all this as something it’s not…

“Soooo, what are you going to wear?” Mina’s voice makes me stop overthinking, I blink twice and come back to earth, “I was thinking of.” I’m about to show them the outfit, but Jihyo stops me “No.” she says firm and I look at her confused “You are not wearing a cute blouse with your jeans” she crosses her arms and I look at her surprised “I, I was not going to.” I lie to her and turn to my closet again. How the hell did she know?

I desperately look through my clothes for a second option and almost at the end of the rack, I see 2 nice dresses: a purple sundress with puffy sleeves and a navy-blue dress to the neck with long sleeves. I show both and they choose the blue one. “Isn’t it too much?” I take the piece to the mirror and try to imagine myself in it “You should do sexy tonight, not cute” Jihyo says, and Mina agrees “Leave the purple one for a day date, and besides, you do look amazing in blue” Mina tells me and I half smile “Okay, fine, I’ll go shower” I inform them and leave the room.

After I shower and change to something for now while I do my hair and makeup, I go back to my room and see Mina and Jihyo on their phones and internally laugh remembering Felix’s phone from the other night.

I walk to my vanity desk and start my makeup, simple, nude palette. “You should put on a red lipstick, that would be very, very hot” Jihyo suggests and laughs, I roll my eyes and I shake my head “Nah, I, will go with brown tonight, I can do red lipstick another time” I tell her, and she sees me through the mirror and tries not to do a frown but doesn’t say anything else.

I straighten my hair a little and go back to the bathroom to change to the dress, when I go back to the room I spin in the dress “Yeah, I like how I look” I tell them, and both of my best friends smile at me “You look great!” Mina compliments me and I fake a blush, I walk to the closet again and I look for shoes, black heals or brown flats “Heals” Jihyo says behind me, and I laugh again, “I knew you would say that.” I tell her.

I arrive at the address Chris texted and the uber left me in front of one of the 3-star Michelin restaurants there is in the world “God’s Menu”, I recheck the address on maps and the location was the same, as I walk to the entrance my heart starts to skip a beat and my hands start to sweat. Is this a joke?

A beautiful young hostess smiles and welcomes me “Can I have the last name for the reservation?” she asks while she pulls out a tablet “Oh, um, it’s under, um, BangChan? He told me to give you that name?” I pass on what he told me to say at the door, but it sounds more like a question. She looks at me surprised and clears her throat “I see, yes, follow me please” She leads me in the beautiful place, all so brown, and gold, so luxurious I felt even the air in here smells expensive.

“I, sorry to ask, but, is it a business diner?” she whispers and I shake my head “Not that I know of” I laugh a little to it and she nods trying to hide a smile, we do a right turn and as I’m looking around being distracted by all the details in the celling, she suddenly stops and I accidently bump into her “I’m so sorry” I apologize and she laughs “Don’t worry, it happens more than you think” we both smile at each other and then she points to the booth beside her and when I turn, Christopher is already sitting there with a drink in his hand, he’s looking at me with a smirk. “Hope you have a great night” she again whispers and this time she gives me a different smile, a soft smile. I see her go and I turn to Christopher “Hi” I wave at him and stand there not actually knowing where to sit.

Next to him? The other side of the booth? Am I going to slide all the way?

“You look gorgeous babygirl” he compliments me so daringly and I forgot to breath for a moment “Thank you” I feel my cheeks hurt from the blushing, he scoots more into the booth and with his head he points to the new spot he made. I swallow hard and sit next to him. “When you said ‘great place’ I thought it would be a pizza place like dominos or something” I joke and he smirks “I can take you to dominos next time” he shrugs, I don’t answer to that, but I feel my stomach flip inside me “This place is, just so, amazing, I thought it was hard to have a reservation here in with days” I tell him “It is, but the owner is a friend of mine” he says so nonchalant about it, I don’t speak and just stare at him, so casually, handsome, is face features are so drop dead gorgeous, his black suite looking expensive…

“Are you allergic to anything?” he asks taking a sip to his drink and hiding a smirk, I look away and felt embarrassed, he knows I was staring… “Um, yeah, shrimp? Seafood actually, it gives me like a rash and closes my throat” I explain, and he looks at me a little surprised “and my eyes get puff so that also looks ugly” I point to my eyes, and he chuckles “Got it, anything to drink?” He asks “lemon juice with whiskey” I answer and he nods, he does a sign in the air to call a waiter “Bring her a sour whiskey and today’s special make sure there’s no seafood related” he orders and the waiter agrees and leaves. Again, I feel my stomach all weird and I really don’t want to feel how special he is making me feel.

There’s a moment of silents between us and I wonder if he feels it as uncomfortable as I do, but his facial expression is so hard to read “So Bang Chan? Is that your last name?” I ask, he straightens up from his position and clears his throat “It’s my business name” he clears out “Oh, and Christopher is for friends?” I chuckle “Like Hannah Montana?” I joke and as soon as I say it I regret it, I am about to apologize for doing such a comment but before I can say I’m sorry, he laughs as if I said the funniest thing in the world “Yeah, you can say I have the best of both worlds” he joins a punch line and I bite my lips trying to avoid my smile.

The waiter comes back with my drink and an entrance soup. I thank him and he gives me a small nod, he leaves us alone again, Chris is looking at me as waiting for me to try the soup first, I take the spoon with soup and bring it to my mouth. “Oh wow, this is so amazing!” I sound too excited about it, but I can’t contain the happiness of the taste. He smirks and starts to eat too. There is another moment of silences and I try to think of something to talk about, I take a sip of my drink and remember the other night and see he still has painted nails “Does the whole ‘drug in the glass’ happens often?” I want to know, and he nods “yeah, we are kinda used to it” he keeps it simple “We? As in Lee Know, Felix? The other boys with you?” “Yes” I nod and talk again “Your accent, it sounds, not from here, it’s like a.” “Australian, it’s an Australian accent” he interrupts me “Oh! Yeah, it is, Felix too, right?” he nods, and I feel conscious of how many questions I made “Sorry, I’m doing too many questions” I explain and breath in and start to eat again “You’re fine” he says sincerely “Sorry, I just get nervous when there’s silence, I feel like I have to fill it up with my talking” I nervously laugh “You don’t need to apologize, it’s fine” he says again and I am about to say sorry again but he gives me a “don’t say it” expression which makes me shiver and the word gets stuck in my throat. His face expression relaxes, and he continues to eat which I do the same “You, have a job?” he asks after a while and I nod “Yeah, I’m an elementary teacher, at the Northwood school, the one that’s on top of the hill?” I question the last part waiting for him to answer if he knew which one I was talking about, and nods “Is it a hard job?” he asks, and I smile “Oh let me tell you about it…”

Through the night, I start to tell stories of my kids and how crazy it is to be an elementary teacher, I also tell him all the funny moments I’ve had and at first, I really felt I should shut up at one point, but Chris would give me a look as if he was very interested or as if I was telling the most amazing story ever and made it feel like if it was okay for me to keep talking. Every now in then he would also share a story of his elementary days or crack a joke between my stories making all uncomfortable feeling go away.

At the end of dinner, after have to most amazing dessert Christopher lets out a heavy breath “I’ve got to say, you are funnier than I thought” he says with a half-smile, I roll my eyes hiding mine “Thanks, sounded offensive but thanks” I joke with him and he smirks. He’s about to say something back at me but the sound of a ringtone stops him. He talks a very old phone from his pocket and looks at the screen. I look at the phone with a frown, but also let out a chuckle, he looks at me confused “What’s up with a modern phone? You and Felix seem to not like smartphones” I comment and laugh about it, Chris looks down and the phone and back at me “It gives me what I actually just needed it for” he kinda sound serious almost annoyed about my comment “Sorry, I didn’t mean anything abo.” I feel bad and want to apologize about it but he interrupts me “I, didn’t mean it like that, I, just don’t need a fancy phone” he says in a better tone but it stills make me feel bad, I nod understanding and he still seems uneasy “I’m not into social media or have time for texting with friends” he comments in a sad tone now. I try to think of what to say instead of sorry, “Oh, that’s sad, and here I was thinking we were going to be text buddies after this” I tease him and give him my best “it’s okay” smile. He looks at me with an expression I try to read.

Was it funny? Did he hate the joke? Did he even get the joke?

“In that case, I’ll have to change it” he wiggles the old phone in the air and takes me off guard, I feel a chill breeze all of a sudden and my back is shivers. I really try stop myself from showing any emotion on my face but I feel a stupid smile on my face trying creep. I think of something to say back but I don’t know what to respond. I look away and distract myself with whatever I see first, I hear him chuckle but still don’t say anything else. I take a deep breath and look at my watch “I, should probably get going before it's late, then the Ubers get really expensive and I.” “I’ll take you home” he interrupts “Oh, I didn’t mean it to sound like.” I panic and try to explain myself but he ignores me “I’ll drive you home, getting in a car this late isn’t a good idea.” He again interrupts me and takes the last sip of his drink. I sit there looking at him getting up and out the booth, how can he just be so fine and cool about it… “. Let’s go baby girl” he sounds like he’s ordering me which I instantly react to it by getting up. He guides his hand to the bottom of my back and gives me a little push to start walking. I again feel a shiver down my back and my heart in my ears, I am so glad he can’t see how my face is probably damn red right now, I take small breath to stop my heart race and hope he can’t sense my nervousness.

We walk to the entrance of the place and a black Mercedes probably car of the year pulls up, a valet steps out and gives the keys to Chris, the valet guy is about to open the passenger door from me but Chris stops “I’ll take it from here” he again speaks in a demanding order in which the guy steps aways “Yes sir, have a great night” he says goodbye and leaves. Chris opens the door of the car and also closes it after. I take the chance to let out the air in my lungs and wait for him to get to the driver’s seat. The drive to my department was silent, not even music playing to make it feel not weird at this point. My need to vomit talk was making me go crazy. “Thank you!” I say out of the blue “. F-for dinner and the ride home” I look at him but he doesn’t seem to react about it “I know I talked a lot and sorry if I annoyed you, but.” “You didn’t at all, I enjoyed it” he interrupts and stops in front of a red light. He looks at me and just stays like that. The light makes his skin glow and I once again I look at his face, the scar, his lips, his nose, and into his eyes. The light turns green and he turns to face the road.

I then feel so unreal, the night, the air, this isn’t real, it’s so unreal, he’s unreal.

I stop overthinking as soon as I hear Chris get out of the car and walk to my side to open the door, I am about to say goodbye and thank him again but he speaks first “Let me take you out again.” I stand there a little confused “. But this time not as a favor…”

He just really knows how to take my breath away…

5.

#fy #imagine #stray kids #kpop #kpop imagines #mafia #stray kids imagine #stray kids mafia au #stray kids scenarios #bang chan #felix #mina #momo

[angrylittlebimbo]

Moon Knight System x Bimbo Reader

this is an expirement strictly for idk why, but there arent any Bimbo reader for under the moon knight tag and it upsets me. The reader will have female body parts and feminine basically everything because this is actually my first writing and i have never written before so writing femininely will be all i can do atm.

Reader was in her closet throwing clothes everywhere and waiting for her boyfriends to get home. She pouted when she couldn't find anything to wear in her thousands of clothes, all in different shades of pink. When Reader heard the door unlock she ran to greet her boyfriends with a big smile one thing about her she always knew who was fronting. Currently fronting was Steven and he looked tired barely noticing her"Steven!! Hi Steven!!"She happily and quite loudly said as she jumped on him. He caught her of course and seemed a little less tired"Hi, love..."He softly spoke to her and offered her a small smile.

Steven let her kiss all over his face know that she definitely left lipgloss all over his face, he could feel it. He put her down and she grabbed his hand and pulled him to the bed letting him sit down and she went back to the closet. She continued to throw clothes out"Lemme tell you about my day babe!"She said and finally found a cute outfit"You are like..totally a good luck charm!"She happily said"So first i woke up and fed Gus! then i fed myself and then i came to the closet and looked for an outfit! then you came home." She explained and started to undress to put on the outfit, Steven blushed and closed his eyes"You've seen me like this many times!"She pouted and crossed her arms. Steven moved his hands, only it was no longer Steven, but Jake"Hi Jake!"She jumped on him happy to see him"Mi vida, what are you doing barely clothed"He asked, signature smirk on his face as he ran his hands over her curves slowly.

She giggled a bit and wrapped her arms around his neck"Well i was just about to get dressed y'know, but then i got totally distracted!"She said and got off of him to put on her skirt that she should definitely not bend over or crouch in. She put on her tank top that had the word Milf across it, she didnt know what the word meant, but she loves the shirt anyways. Reader smiled at Jake and did a little spin for him"Do you like my outfit?"She asked and faced him again"Podrías usar una bolsa de basura y todavía querría estar entre tus piernas princesa(1)"He responded and she stood there confused"Uhm...Okay?" He chuckled to himself"Marc wants to speak to you about that skirt princesa."He said and Reader pouted crossing her arms"No!"She said as Marc fronted"That skirt barely covers your ass!"He scoled and she pouted and whined"I dont care! Im cute!"She protested"Everyone wants to see my ass!!" She said to him.

Marc crossed his arms"And thats the problem! You are amazing, but we dont want other guys staring at your ass or your tits cause they belong to us"She stomped her foot"I dont care! I wear what i want to you meanie!"She crossed her arms and walked away to the kitchen with Marc following her. Marc frowned and held her waist"You dont understand cause you dont see the world for how it really is"He played with her hair(if you have some)and ran his hand along her curves much like Jake does. Jake fronted"Marc is trying to say you are too pretty for the world"

"Tell her that her ass looks nice in the skirt"

Marc said from the headspace and Jake relayed the message by stepping away from her and smacking her ass"Marc wanted me to do that"He said, half truth, half lie. She made a small noise after he did that"That hurt!"She pouted and faced him, all he did was shrug as Steven forced his way to the front"I absolutley love the way you dress! Its truly creative and your body does look amazing, but we promise your personality brought us to you."He said and opened his arms for her"Oh Steven!! You have such a way with words!"She happily said and jumped into his arms much like she did when they first arrived.

translations:

(1)Podrías usar una bolsa de basura y todavía querría estar entre tus piernas princesa-You could wear a trash bag and i would still wanna be between your legs princess

#marvel #moon knight #jake lockely x you #marc spector #steven grant #layla el faouly #konshu #bimbo girl #give us moon knight season2 #x reader #marc spector x reader #steven grant x reader #please like this #first time writing

[plentyoffandoms]

Main Masterlist ♡ AEW Masterlist ♡ Christian Cage Masterlist

Just like all my other stories, this has not been proofread, but please enjoy.

Warnings: Some swearing.

Gifs & photos do not belong to me. 1st gif @orange-catsidy

WC: 1321

I wanted nothing more than to punch the closet wall after Adam came and talked to me.

"How you holding up, man?" He clasped his hand on my shoulder.

"Fine. Why?" His hand dropped from my shoulder. "You haven't heard?"

"Heard what, Adam?"

So he told me.

"Wait, wait, wait. Why are you telling me all of this? She can date anyone who she wants. Her and I are over."

Adam just stared at me, slowly blinking.

"Jay, I know for a damn fact that you are not over her. Why the hell are you lying to me?"

"I am not lying to you. We are done. Remember, she left me." I poked his chest, and he swatted my hand away.

"Jay, I am just worried about you. I have never seen you so happy." I didn't say anything to him. I just told him that I was fine and walked away, replaying our conversation over and over again in my head.

I turned a corner that hardly anyone went down, and I really had to hold myself back from punching the wall.

I thought back to that night she left me. Her and I were together for years, perfectly content and happy in our relationship.

That was until I started to work with Shayna. Her and I were getting close. Not romantically, but it did look like that on the outside if you were looking in.

Shayna had great concerns about Nick being on TV, so I decided to take him under my wing. Soon, Shayna became a part of my faction, and many fans saw her and I getting involved romantically.

Mother Wayne and I, being the perfect parents to Nick as they saw it. But I am not trying to take over the role of his father in real life, and I had the love of a good woman at home who was not a part of the wrestling world.

She brought me back down to reality when I live in a world of stories or altered reality, where I am Christian Cage. When I am with her, I am just Jay.

She voiced her concerns after seeing photos of Shayna and I together, but her and I talked, and I thought I put her mind at ease.

Hell, I even had her meet Shayna, and the two of them seemed to hit it off. I thought this was all past us.

Until the night she left me.

I came home, and her bags were packed. She was sitting on the couch in her favourite spot. The TV wasn't on. She wasn't looking at her phone. She was sitting in almost pitch black, except for the lamp that was on.

"What is all this? We going on a trip?" Sometimes she likes to suprise me with trips.

"You lied to me, Jay. This whole time."

"What are you talking about, baby?" I was so confused. I took a few steps towards her, but she held up her hand, asking me to stop, which I did. I didn't want to upset her anymore.

I didn't notice the paper on the coffee table, but that was until she flipped it over.

I grabbed the paper, and I could see it was a photo she printed. It was a photo of Shayna and I sitting next to one another in a restaurant, I was leaning in whispering something in her ear, and her hand was on my knee. What you couldn't see was Nick and Austin, as they were on the opposite side of us.

"I am done looking like a fool, William."

Fuck, my first legal name.

"Baby, this photo looks like something it isn't. Her and I were with Nick and Austin. We are just friends."

"Yeah, you and I were just friends once. I am done. I can't handle this anymore. If you want to be with Shanya, I will not stop you."

I tried to stop her from leaving. I really did, but once I saw the tears in her eyes, I let her go. I watched from the living room window get in her cousins car and drive off.

Leaving me alone in what was once our home.

◆

It has been a few days since Adam told me that she was going on a date with someone from her work. I even asked him how he found out.

"Beth. They still talk." Of course, Beth. I should have known.

I was in a meeting with Austin, Nick, and Shayna, but my focus was somewhere else. After Adam told me, i thought about going to her cousins place. I even drove down to the street, but I sat in my car, wondering what the hell I was even doing.

She was the one who broke up with me.

She is the one who didn't want to listen to me.

But as the days went on, memories came back to me. Every single one, from the good to the bad ones.

"I have to get her back." I said out loud, startling the other three people in the room.

They knew her, and I broke up. They didn't say anything as I stood up and grabbed my jacket and phone, rushing out of the building, towards my car.

I already knew where she would be. It is Saturday, and she usually is at the book store around this time.

I pulled in front of her favourite bookstore, just in time to see her walk out the door.

Even as I got out of the car, I knew this was insane, but I had to go get her back. I called out her name, running towards her.

Startled, she looked up at the sound of something calling her name. Her eyes widened when she saw it was me.

"Jay." She said my name. Oh, how I have missed the sound of her voice.

"Can we talk." I said. She bit her lip, thinking it over, and then she shook her head no.

"Jay, I am meeting someone."

"I know, please, this won't take more than ten minutes." I pleaded.

"Fine."

I walked her towards my car, not wanting to do this in public.

◆

I finally stopped in a random parking lot.

"Jay, what do you want to talk about?"

"I know you have a date with someone from your work."

"This is what this is about? Jay, I don't have time for this."

"Yes, please let me explain that photo. You didn't let me that night."

"I don't want to hear about you and Shayna."

"There is no Shayna and I! There never has been. I was whispering about a gift I got you. I didn't want Austin and Nick to know who was sitting at the table because Nick couldn't keep a secret and would just blurt it out."

"That doesn't explain why her hand was on your knee, Jay."

"She slapped my knee when she heard about the gift. She was excited for you."

"And what did you get me?" She crossed her arms over her chest

"I was able to take two months off. I got us a trip to Europe."

"What?" She sounded stunned.

I cupped her face in my hands, and she leaned into my hand. "It was an early anniversary gift. Just you and I, in Europe."

"I am an idiot." She said. "I ruined us."

"We can still be together. Let's start where we left off. I want you to come home with me."

"Jay, I got jealous for no reason."

I kissed her lips gently, wanting nothing more than to deepen the kiss.

"I see why you did, but nothing is and never will be going on between Shayna and I. You are the only one for me. I love you, baby."

"I love you too, Jay."

"Good. Now, text that guy and let him know the date is canceled."

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[mama-qwerty]

Gone to Ground

Couldn't help myself.

“Don’t you give me that look!”

The furrow in Knuckles’ brow deepened and he uttered a soft growl as he peeked at Callie from his hole in the dirt. He blew out a little puff of air from his nose, sending a small cloud of dust floating away from his snout.

“And don’t you growl at me, either. Get your butt outta that dirt and talk to me like a man.”

“NO!”

He disappeared underground again, a small mound appearing in a line as he dug to a different area. Old Looney Tunes shorts came to mind, of Bugs Bunny burrowing through the soil and leaving a trail of displaced earth behind him.

Callie uttered a frustrated grunt. She hated when he did this. Whenever he was mad at her, he went to ground. She normally didn’t mind when he dug—he was an echidna, after all, and that’s what they do. Well, Earth echidnas, anyway. Knuckles seemed to sport many instincts and behaviors of the Earth creatures that bear his species name, but she was always surprised when a new one popped up.

But this time it wasn’t for enrichment or entertainment. He was doing it to piss her off.

And it was working.

“Damnit, echidna,” she muttered, fast-walking to the hole he’d just disappeared down. She went to her knees, and peered down into the crater. “Knuckles MacPherson! You get out of there, right now!”

“NO!” The refusal was muffled, the dirt absorbing his deep baritone. “You come in here and face me!”

An angry grunt. “You think I won’t?! I’ll go get the shovel right now and dig you up like a rotten potato! How would you like that?”

“Do it!”

Another grunt, and Callie pushed herself to her feet, stomping heavily around the yard. She had no idea where he was, and truly no intention of actually digging for him and he knew it. And the fact that he knew it pissed her off worse.

“Look, I’m sorry I threw away your little stick dolls!” she called out, crossing her arms as her brow furrowed. “I didn’t know they were important to you.”

The ground trembled to her right and a red-quilled head poked up again.

“They were not dolls!” he growled, his lip curled in a snarl. “They were totems of protection! To keep you safe when I’m not here!”

She turned, throwing her arms wide. “I didn’t know that! I never would have touched them if I knew they were an important part of your culture! You need to tell me these things, kid!”

He blinked, the snarl fading into a look of confusion.

“My culture? Echidna do not need protection totems. We are mighty warriors, such things are unnecessary.”

Callie blinked back, reflecting his confused expression. “Then why were you making them?”

“Because he said you would like them.”

“He?” Her face cleared as realization hit. “Sonic.”

Knuckles nodded. “He said they were a sacred Earth custom. Especially if you use very old sticks, and make them look as unpleasant as possible. Then you place them in locations that allow them to watch over the one to be protected. Usually in shadowy corners, inside closets, or on the back of shelves.”

She let out a long sigh, massaging her forehead with a hand. Of course Sonic told him that.

“Knux, hon . . .”

She sighed again, and curled a finger in a ‘come here’ motion. The boy cocked his head to the side, eyes narrowing as if expecting a trick, but climbed out of his hole and came forward anyway, shaking off the bits of dirt that had stuck to his fur and quills.

“Did I misunderstand?”

“No, sweetie,” Callie said, sitting on the deck steps and patting the spot next to her. Knuckles sat, giving her a slight look of confusion. “It’s so sweet of you to want to make sure I’m protected. I’m really touched.”

He nodded slightly, the furrow in his brow deepening. “But?”

She pulled her lips tight. “But, what Sonic told you wasn’t true. While I’m sure some cultures do indeed have some sort of protection totem, it’s not exactly a custom known all over the planet. And it’s certainly not one I follow.”

The furrow deepened further. “He lied.”

“He lied,” she said with a nod.

“I will destroy him,” he said with a growl, fists clenched. “I will feed him his own quills. I will break his legs, then his arms, then punch him in the face so hard he’ll—”

“Hold on,” Callie said, placing a hand on the boy’s arm. “I’m sure he was just having some fun. No need to go all sparky throw down.”

“But he—”

“He played a trick on you. Not exactly a ‘beat him to a pulp’ offense. Besides, that would have Maddie here ripping me a new one, and I do not want to be on her bad side.”

He seemed to think about this before giving a small nod. “Fair. So I should simply be the bigger person and let it go?”

A little smile tugged at Callie’s lips. “I didn’t say that. He wants to play, we can play. Maybe he’s the one who needs some protection totems. As ugly and disturbing and creepy as we can make them.”

Knuckles blinked at her for a moment, before a little smile curled his lips. “Agreed.”

#knuckles the echidna #sonic fanfiction #callie macpherson

[hainethehero]

Bucky shouldn'tve been in there. Steve's room.

But the idiot had been avoiding him for three months now. And so he thought he'd pay a visit. Unfortunately, Steve was off doing God knows what so, he thought he'd laze around by the time, wait for his pal. It had been about an hour, when he'd heard something clatter from inside Steve's bedroom.

He quickly put down the coffee he'd helped himself to and gingerly approached the location of the sound. Steve's room smelt of sweet vanilla and peppermint. It looked cosy, soft white walls, a king sized bed with baby blue quilts and even softer looking pillows. The walk-in closet door was slightly ajar, with the sleeve of a plaid shirt poking out and a pair of running shoes just on the threshold.

Must've been in a rush this morning, Bucky thinks with a fond huff.

He walks over to the side of the bed closest to the window where the curtains are billowing like sails in the wind. Steve must've really been in a rush to leave his window open. He reaches out to shut the window when something shimmering on the floor catches his eye.

It's a small book. Leather-bound and tan with gold script embossed on the front. Bucky's mind provides a memory of Sarah Rogers walking with it everywhere she went. Of tiny Steve reading from it while he waited at the hospital for his mother after her evening shifts. If memory served him correctly- and these days it occasionally did- they'd buried the prayer book with Sarah when she died. Steve had told him to.

He must've really searched for this one then, Bucky realizes wistfully. His chest twinges at the thought of Steve waking up from the ice, lost and confused and trying his best to find anything and anyone to reconnect with his past again. Then he frowns. If Steve was so desperate to reconnect with his past, he wouldn't be avoiding Bucky right now. It's a bitter thought that seems too harsh in the soft and peaceful aura of Steve's room, so he quickly picks up the book. He eyes the open Bible on Steve's nightstand, a blue-beaded rosary with a celtic cross resting atop crisp pages.

Steve had never been as religious as his mother, but perhaps the future had changed his mind. Bucky knows it had changed him. Maybe Steve thought that going back to his Irish catholic roots again would somehow bring some closure. The thought doesn't comfort Bucky nearly as much as it should, because he knows Steve's been avoiding him, the one person who could probably share in his despair and loneliness and grant him some closure.

He sighs, moving to rest the prayer book back on the nightstand when he notices a word just barely concealed beneath the raised cover of the small prayer book.

Bucky. It says Bucky.

He frowns, reaching for the book again, every voice in his head screaming at him to leave it alone. That this was Steve's private stuff and he shouldn't be prying like some crazy obsessed person. But a part of him- the part that sort of resented Steve for avoiding him like the plague- won out. He opened the book.

Bucky's Prayer, it said, written in Steve's semi-neat scrawl.

The next line is a subheading that reads, "Prayer for Forgiveness."

It goes, "Jesus, forgive my sins. Forgive the sins that I can remember, and also the sins I have forgotten. Forgive the wrong actions I have committed, and the right actions I have omitted. Forgive the times I have been weak in the face of temptation, and those when I have been stubborn in the face of correction. Forgive the times I have been proud of my own achievements, and those when I have failed to boast of your works. Forgive the harsh judgements I have made of others, and the leniency I have shown to myself. Forgive the lies I have told to others, and the truths I have avoided. Forgive me the pain I have caused others, and the indulgence I have shown to myself. Jesus have pity on me, and make me whole."

Bucky knows it from the many times he'd go to church with Steve. Prayers for forgiveness were particularly popular during war-times as many women, children and men who weren't able to join in the war effort were encouraged to pray for their soldiers on the front lines. Steve used to tell him how he knew his mother would go to confessional, to pray for her husband and her ailing son. She often asked for forgiveness. As if it was her fault the way things had turned out.

He reads a line from the prayer again, one that Steve had underlined in blue ink, an anger building within his chest.

"Forgive me for the pain I have caused others, and the indulgence I have shown to myself."

Did Steve feel that way? And why the hell was it called Bucky's Prayer?

He turns the page and sees another subheading, "Intercession." He knew that as the part where the preacher would ask the congregation to say specific prayers for certain things and people they'd wished to pray for, or intercede. The next few lines make him sick.

"For Bucky,

I pray that his mind is healed in totality,

I pray he feels whole again,

I pray he feels loved again,

I pray he never feels alone again,

I pray he never has nightmares again,

And I pray he forgives me for my transgressions, for the pain I've caused him, though I don't deserve it. Amen."

#marvel #captain america #steve rogers #avengers #james bucky barnes #stucky #sebastian stan #chris evans #ao3 fanfic pending #catws #ca:tfa #hail hydra #mcu #guilt #angst #irish catholic steve rogers #irish steve rogers #catholicism #stucky edit #stucky wip #ao3 wip #wip #stucky angst #steve rogers needs a hug #steve rogers whump #steve rogers deserves more #bucky barnes #the winter soldier #praying #brooklyn boys

[keisha-knell]

Seven minutes in heaven part 2

A/n: read part one linked above :)

Here I am in a closet with Tyler who I’ve never spoken to ever. “So what are we supposed to do?” I asked nervously, “well I was hoping you would take the lead” he said and I could feel his hand on the side of my face. “Are you serious I’ve never done this” I ranted and I knew he was staring at me puzzled.

“No way” he said under his breath but I heard it, “it’s easy” he said bluntly. “Easy what’s so easy?” I asked and I felt him press his body against mine as he took a step closer. “C’mon princess just one kiss” he whispered near the shell of my ear sending shivers down my spine.

“Just one” he whispered this time brushing his lips past mine. Biting the inner part of my lip I barely nodded until I felt his lips on mine. Subconsciously wrapping my arms around his shoulders I could feel his hands moving down and resting on my hips. Kissing back I had nowhere near enough effect than Tyler had it was like a drug I wanted more.

He pulled away and tilted his head placing his hand on mine side of my neck as he leaned in peeping small kisses along the side. “You like this don’t you?” He asked and I knew there had to be mischief in his tone. My eyes slightly opened as I saw that small smirk on his lips, placing my hand under his chin guiding his face back to mine before I could give him another kiss.

Tyler didn’t protest if anything he just pulled me closer. His hands grabbing mine as he pinned them above my head to the wall behind us. He left hand hovering under my shirt sending tingles and goosebumps.

*knock knock*

“Times up you two!” Dante yelled as Tyler pulled away releasing my hands. I stood there stunned but Tyler looked relatively calm, “c’mon let’s go back to the others” he said putting his hand around my waist leading us out of the closet.

Excusing myself to the bathroom I looked in the mirror fixing my top and hair, what the hell did I just do. I took a deep breath in front of the mirror and went back to find sky and she returned a cheeky grin when I found her. “So tell me the juicy details” she squealed and I brushed her hand off my arm.

“Nothing happened” I lied and she rolled her eyes, “that’s a lie because I walked past the closet and heard you two” she smirked and my cheeks must’ve been turning red. “One time thing it won’t go further” I said taking a sip of some punch, “whatever you say but I don’t believe that” she said poking my cheek.

Oh boy was it really going to be like this.

#730 hook #hook aew #send hook #tyler senerchia #hook #seven minutes in heaven

[theworldoffostering]

February was so busy! H and E had an orchestra concert. DS had a band concert. H and E had weekly private orchestra lessons. Baby took a Lego “class” after school one day a week, and NB is now in dance one day a week too.

This weekend we are putting away Christmas decorations. They were packed up, but we are relocating them from our basement to the new storage closet upstairs so we needed to actually get the bins in there. Mission accomplished!

Last weekend, I went through clothes for Baby and NB to see what fit, and what needed to be handed down, stored for the next kid, or donated. That’s such a big job, but it’s done (for now).

I also attended DS’s junior conference. It was helpful and informative. He has ZERO idea what he wants to do with his life and I don’t know how to direct him/be helpful. He has great grades, but isn’t actually a great student. As a whole, he doesn’t love anything, and isn’t particularly motivated. I’m hoping he’ll find his way eventually. Let’s be honest, I’m hoping his exit from our home isn’t horrible and unexpected like it was with our two girls.

I talked with Ms. 6 this week. She’s feeling the pull of living with people that are open about how much they hate us. I feel bad for her in that respect. I told her that we are aware of her family’s feelings about us, and have zero intention of trying to change their minds. I encouraged her to try to just let it go as there is nothing that she could say or do to change their minds either.

She’s worried about high school graduation because she doesn’t want there to be fighting. I simultaneously offered to throw her a graduation party at our house that her mom would be welcome to attend, and also said we were be okay with not coming to graduation at all because it’s her day, and the most important thing is for her to enjoy it. She said she wants a party at our house, but a lot can change between now and June so we’ll see.

DD went to urgent care last week because her leg that has the blood clot was giving her issues. Once she got to urgent care she lied and said she was actually short of breath and needed an ambulance to take her three miles down the road to the emergency room. She lied to me about why she was in the ED. She had a CT of her heart and lungs and an ultrasound of her leg. Everything was fine. She blocked me from her phone for a few days when I asked her why she lied to me, but now she’s back to texting me. I keep telling myself it’s the bipolar.

DH is applying for a super intensive graduate program. The deadline is Monday and we just found out about the program, so he’s applying now and going to ask all of the questions later. The application is free, and he spoke with the director of the program yesterday who told him he’s an excellent candidate and he should apply.

#family #life

[venusinthepentagram]

i’m childe posting again but this time, modern au:

he’s a computer science student with a ludicrous amount of money he’ll never disclose how he makes. seems to rarely attend classes yet someone earns the highest grades.

hair always slightly disheveled, glasses often wonky on his face. on most occasions, he’s clad in a large hoodie and jacket that covers the muscular body that lies underneath with whatever pants he grabbed from his closet. he looks a mess but in the hottest way ever considering he has the most handsome smirk plastered across his face permanently. he smells of energy drinks, incredibly faint cologne, and his own personal kind of musk. some would consider him disgusting but not you. never you. not when you were hyper aware of the massive cock he hid under baggy sweatpants, underside decorated with three ladder piercings. the gradient of bushy pubic hair to piercings was downright erotic to look at. if never failed to make your mouth water. the silver jewelry lining his cock matching the single piercing through his tongue; another feature no one but you noticed.

most nights you’d end up in his lavish apartment desperately bouncing on his cock. neither of you were ever patient so typically his sweats would be pushed down just low enough for his cock to pop out and his hoodie messily pushed up to the middle of his stomach. his glasses always further askew while his mouth hung open grinning. the lights would reflect off both the metal rims of his glasses as well as the ball in his mouth. one of his hands rested lazily on your hip, the other over the back of the couch. he’d grab and grip at all of your plush fat and rolls while spewing debauched phrases at you about how nice your cunt felt and about how he’d love nothing more than to have you drop out to peruse courses in being his own personal housewife and sex slave.

you ended up succumbing to his offers.

sh….should i expand on this or………. written solely for me myself and i as a uni dropout. i wish it went like this sigh………

#genshin impact x reader #genshin impact x you #genshin x reader #chubby reader #childe x reader #modern au #pierced cock supremecy #cw: sex slavery #man #childe smut

[dazaiandhislovelybandages]

Just a regular day {Shinichiro Sano}

Pairings: Shinichiro Sano x reader

Warnings: reader has mild anxiety, MANGA SPOILERS,

A/n: if someone can explain Izana's family tree to me...like Tokyo Revengers is one of my comfort manga and I've read it like at least three times yet I still don't understand that part.

"Shin, wake up." You shook your boyfriend's shoulders. 

"Just five more minutes. Emma will come to wake us up, angel." A sigh escaped your lips, he would always depend on his younger sister whenever he wanted to wake up.

"Emma came in 15 minutes ago." You lied. Shinichiro slowly sat on the bed and rubbed his eyes before quickly fixing his bed hair. He let out a yawn and turned to face you: technically half naked (only wearing one of his shirts and your underwear). "Good morning." 

"Good morning." He patted your head. "How did you sleep?"  

"It was nice, you?" 

"Good if you rule out the fact that you woke me up one hour earlier than usual." 

For a brief second you felt uncomfortable. You didn't know how on earth Shinichiro had figured out you were lying but he had. You hadn't been dating each other for long so you had no idea how he was going to react.

"I'm sorry, I was nervous and-"

"I didn't say I was angry." Shinichiro leaned backwards, pressing his back against the headboard. He grabbed you by the hips, urging you to sit on his lap. Almost out of instinct, you wrapped your arms around his neck. "More time with you."

You laughed and at that moment Shinichiro felt like his heart was ready to explode. "We're literally inseparable. And we've only been dating for 2 days now?" 

"So what?" He kissed your cheek. "I hope you like this because I can't really hold back anymore..." There was a small pause in which you placed your head on the crook of Shinichiro's neck. "About the job interview...do you want me to wait outside? I can open the shop later, there is no problem." 

You threw your head back in frustration. Despite it being the reason you had barely slept and had woken your boyfriend up early, you had forgotten about your job interview.

Shinichiro and you had searched through all of his grandpa's newspapers trying to find a decent job for you and after three hours you came across a pretty good one.

"No, no, I can handle this myself." 

"Are you sure?" 

"Yes." 

"Just...like...when you're done come over the shop, just to make sure you're okay and that everything went well. It's a nasty world we're living in." 

"You worry too much." 

You flashed your boyfriend a smile before getting out of bed and picking your clothes from inside the closet. Shinichiro laid back on the bed, admiring your body. When he realised that his bladder wanted to be relieved, he went to the bathroom. You, on the other hand, proceeded to get dressed. 

“What?” You asked him. He was leaning against the door frame, looking at you fixing your shirt. 

“Nothing.” He smiled.  

  Once you were done, you neatly folded Shinichiro’s clothes and placed them at the edge of his bed.

A few moments later Emma knocked on the door to inform you that breakfast was ready. But as soon as she opened the door to you and Shinichiro already put of bed and already dressed, her eyes widened in surprise. She didn't know about you, but her older brother was usually asleep at such an early time. 

Emma laughed it off and after mumbling a quiet good morning, she ran all the way to Mikey's room to inform him about the strange incident she had come across.

  Even though you and the oldest Sano sibling started dating two days ago, your presence in the house during the mornings was not unusual. However, unlike today, you were usually accompanied by Wakasa and/or Akashi.

As per usual, Shinichiro was trying to separate Mikey from his blanket, their grandpa was reading his morning newspaper and you and Emma were talking about clothes shops in the local mall.

And after numerous complains from both Emma and Shinichiro, Mikey 'offered' to wash the dishes so you and his older brother could head off to work.

  One hour later, you and Shinichiro were standing outside the music equipment shop. It wasn't far from his shop, a ten minutes walk at best, something that helped with calming him down. He took a quick look inside through the glass door, noting that there was only one employee in there. You didn't know why, but Shinichiro seemed to be more anxious than you, maybe because he used to be in a gang and should always be cautious? You had no idea.

“I’m going in.” You took a deep breath and turned around to go into the store but Shinichiro grabbed your wrist. 

“Good luck.” He said before planting a kiss on your lips and patting your head. He fixed your hair with his right hand with his left hand still holding onto your wrist. “I love you, angel.” You blushed at the cute nickname. 

“I love you too.” You shyly replied and gave him a quick hug before walking into the shop.  

  Thankfully, everything went well and after an almost two hours interview, you were to start work tomorrow morning. It appeared that you weren't the only employee there and there was still one more person working at the shop but he was a student and couldn’t work in the mornings for obvious reasons.  

“Oh my god, you’re finally here.” Shinichiro immediately stood up as soon as you walked in his store. No customers had arrived yet so he was fixing his own motorcycle with his work uniform stained with what appeared to be mud and dirt. “How did it go?”

“I got the job! I’ll be starting tomorrow morning!” You said excitedly. 

  Shinichiro made a move to hug you but immediately realised that the dirt would be rubbed on your clothes so he just wiped the dirt off his hands on his uniform and patted your head. He searched for his pack of cigarettes inside the pockets of his uniform and when he found it he lit up one cigarette and motioned you to sit down on the chair of the cashier as he leaned on the counter. 

“We need to celebrate this.”

“No.” Shinichiro didn't turn to face you but the question on his face was evident. “I’ll be going home now to maybe write some lyrics or music.” Oh, how he loved your songs... “I still need to tell my parents about my new job.” You looked up at your boyfriend while asking him with hand gestures if he wanted to sit on the chair. 

“Stay where you are, angel.” Shinichiro smiled at you.

It felt like a lunch to the gut. It wasn't like he didn't like your parents, he did but he knew that after you telling them that you didn't want to go to university, the pressure on finding a job was getting worse.

“Izana will pass by here at 6 so you can come at 5:30 if you want. I was planning on taking you both somewhere to eat or have fun but it appears I will be working until late today so we will have to stay here.” He took a sip from his cigarette in an effort to change the subject. What you would say to your parents was not his business.

By the time you kissed Shinichiro goodbye it was around 3 pm so your parents would most probably be home. As soon as you arrived at your place, you took a deep breath and called your mother to inform her about today.  

Not going to university to pursue a career in song writing had caused a few arguements back at home. You knew that your parents only wanted the best for you but sometimes you wished they were a bit more supportive.

“You did? How much money will they be paying you?” Your mother asked you. She was in the kitchen, cooking. Your father hadn't returned yet.

  She sounded angry but you soon found out that something had happened at work. You answered all of her questions and ran back to your room after telling her that you would be going out later that evening.  

  Inspiration never came. You ended up falling asleep, too tired to do anything. This time you had set an alarm though. But apparently sleep also never came. For three and a half hours, you had been lying on the bed with your eyes closed, unable to fall asleep and relax.

  You had gotten out of bed by the time your dad returned home from work. Your mother had told him about you finding a job and despite his obvious exhaustion, his face lit up when he heard the news.

You got ready and headed towards the centre of Shibuya on foot. It was just a twenty minute walk from where you were staying but since you had your headphones and iPod, you didn’t mind. Besides, it would be the first time you would meet Izana, Shinichiro's...brother. You had no idea what the relationship between them was mostly because during your boyfriend's monologue about his younger step brother, you were half asleep.

“Hey.” You walked into Shinichiro's store and leaned against the door in a desperate attempt to catch your breath. You had been running for at least the past five minutes, thinking that you were running late.  

  Shinichiro was fixing what at first sight was his motorcycle but it turned out to be a client’s. He lifted his head and smiled, tiredness could easily be seen on his face and from his smile you understood immediately that he needed a break. If you had paid enough attention to your best friend whenever he would fix his motorcycle you would know how to help. 

“Are you in for a break?” You kneeled down next to him without your knees touching the floor. He nodded before throwing his head back, letting out a long sigh. Immediately he reached to his pocket for his cigarettes.

  Even though you protested, you ended up sitting on the small stool Shinichiro was previously sitting on, with him sitting on the floor. None of you spoke except Shinichiro who ordered food from a sushi restaurant nearby and while waiting for Izana who came not too long after you did, you enjoyed each other's presence in silence.

   Izana obviously looked nothing like Shinichiro but he and Emma had quite a few similarities. During your time alone, Shinichiro had told you that Izana was half Filipino and had been sent by his step mother to something like a boarding school during the same time Emma joined the Sano family. The boy had short white hair styled exactly like Shinichiro and his eyes were purple.

  At first Izana was a bit hesitant to actually let his guard down around you but after a while he finally started feeling more comfortable. Especially after seeing how much his role model trusted you and loved you. You were the same though during what it seemed to be the first hour or so, so you didn't blame him. 

  He was nothing like Mikey or Emma. Besides him being older than them by 3 years, he was more reserved, unwilling to show his real emotions and somewhat straightforward. Izana respected Shinichiro so much. He idolised him basically and you found that to be the sweetest thing ever.  

"Hop on." 

"You can't possibly be serious." your eyes widened when Shinichiro patted on the space in front of him.

Izana had come to the shop on foot and the facility he was staying at was too far for him to walk back at night. Like a good older brother, Shinichiro had offered to take him home with his motorcycle. At the same time though, he wanted to take you home which was the main reason that your boyfriend ended up sitting between you and Izana on the motorcycle's seat. 

"I am pretty sure this is illegal." 

"It is." Izana confirmed your suspicions. 

"No one is going to see us angel, don't worry." Shinichiro kissed your cheek.

  Needless to say that during the whole ride from the shop to Izana's house you were terrified for your life while the two boys were more or less enjoying theirs. 

"Goodnight!" Izana waved and entered the house he was living in.

  Shinichiro readjusted himself on the seat and with his right hand readjusted the way you were sitting as well by gently pushing your body towards his. 

"Did you have fun? I'm sorry next time I'll take you both somewhere else." 

"It's fine, I really liked it." 

  On the first red light you encountered on your way back Shinichiro lit up a cigarette. 

"Can you stay over?" He asked as he blew the smoke on his left so it wouldn't get on your face. 

  For once, you wanted him to sleep over at your place but then you remembered that he had to return home to take care of his siblings. Somehow the thought of your parents being present never crossed your mind. 

"You want me to stay over?" 

"Yes. I'll drive you to work in the morning, I'll come and pick you up when your shift ends so we can eat together and then we'll go back to my place and you'll sleep over again and again until you basically move in." 

"So you want me to move in?"

"Yes." He threw his cigarette on a nearby bin as you were passing past it. "I have it all planned out." 

"Oh...I'm listening." You got off the motorcycle when he parked it outside of a shrine nearby.

"Okay so we move in together and a few weeks later I propose, how does that sound?" 

"Spoiling the fact that you were planning on proposing huh..." 

  Making this stupid comment was the only way you could actually deal with the heat on your cheeks caused by what Shinichiro had said. You knew his eyes were on you as he was leaning against the wall but you weren't looking at him. 

"Just thought you should know." He chuckled as he continued. "It was Emma's idea and who am I to say no? Plus, it would be a lie to say that I had never thought about marriage these days." 

"You're weird." You giggled. Shinichiro didn't reply, he pulled you in for a hug instead before kissing the top of your head. You stayed like this for a while until you decided to break that peaceful moment.  "Here's what we'll do. You'll take me to my house for today." He pouted. "I will lie to my parents about finding a place to stay and I will move my things over to your house." His grip around your waist tightened at the sound of that as if he wanted to remind you that he was there.  

"Sounds good." He said after giving it some thought. "Can I come and pick you up tomorrow from work though?" 

"Yeah, sure." You sighed and stood up. 

  You got on the motorbike and waited for Shinichiro so you could leave since it was pretty late. A minute later he stood up, a loud groan that came from his tiredness, escaped from his lips. He stopped and looked at you with a smile on his lips, a tired one. 

  As he was about to get on the motorcycle you grabbed him by the silver chain that was hanging loosely from his neck and kissed him. His smile only widened. With great difficulty you broke off and Shinichiro drove you to your house.

"Do you have any idea of what you're doing and how you're making me feel?" He laughed when you jumped on him for a hug. 

"Maybe." You took a deep breath. "You can sleep here if you want to. But you must wake up early." 

"How early?" He scratched the back of his head. His left hand was on your lower back while his right hand was on your ass for support, your hands around his neck. 

"Like...at 6? And you will have to be quiet so they won’t wake up." 

"Double fuck." He squeezed his eyes shut and threw his head back. "It's worth it though." Shinichiro let you down. "Lead the way, angel." 

A/n: level of cringing 10000000000/10, I'm sorry anyways let's talk about how Shinichiro would definitely call his partner angel

#shinichiro sano x reader #tokyo revengers shinichiro #shinichiro x reader #sano shinichiro #shinichiro sano #anime and manga #writing #anime #tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyorev x reader #sano shinichiro x reader #tr shinichiro #sano shinichiro fluff

[sissyndfw]

Chapter 2 - Allie Confesses

Travis brought me a towel and I cleaned up as much cum as I could. I kissed him again and whispered in his ear, when we get back tonight I'm going to suck your cock, I flicked his ear with my tongue and handed him my panties, I want you to wear these while we're gone. As I walked away I looked back and lifted my skirt, his cum was leaking out of me and running down my legs, look what you did to me I said. I made my way to the master bath and Allie was doing her makeup. I said I was running late so I'm going to shower here, as I pulled off my cum soaked shirt and skirt and tossed them on the floor.

I hope she doesn't see all this cum leaking out of my ass I thought to myself as I stepped into the water and relaxed letting Travis's cum flow out of me. A quick rinse and I was good as new, I dried off and noticed Allie was looking at my dick in the mirror as she did her lips. Do you remember that time in college I asked, Allie blushed and responded, of course Jessica, you little slut. I laughed as I went into the closet to find something sexy to wear. I picked out a cute see through thong and a short teal skirt with some striped stockings that matched.

I touched up my makeup and put my hair back, hurry up bitch, I said to Allie, I'm ready to go. I went out to the living room and found my cock cage. I locked up my little sissy clit and put my flip flops on. I sat on the couch and surfed Tumblr, replying to some hot messages as I waited.

Allie was finally ready and our Uber was waiting. I yelled back at Travis as we walked to the street, you better be good, we're going to get Allie drunk and you know how horny she gets. She slapped my arm as we laughed together. We got to the bar, and guess what, Sarah was already there and it looked like she already had a few shots. We piled into the corner both with her and ordered a round. After a few hours of talking about our boring day to day the topic came up of Sarah's new boyfriend, Derek.

Sarah started telling Allie about what had happened between the three of us and how hot it was watching Derek fuck me. Allie's expression was priceless as Sarah went into great detail about how big her orgasm was and how she squirted pee right into my mouth. You dirty little fucking slut, Allie screamed over the loud room as we all laughed about it. Is his cock really that much bigger Allie asked seriously. Ohhhh my God, both Sarah and I reacted at the same time, yes girl, his cock is fucking huge. Allie's jaw dropped as she looked at us with curiosity. I've never seen a big black cock, she exclaimed as she stared at the two of us across the table.

I have a confession and I will probably regret telling y'all this but fuck it, Allie explained. We all leaned over to table together. She went on, Travis has been saying that he wants to watch me with a black guy. He wants me to fuck a black guy and then lick the cum out of my pussy. Fucking do it girl, Sarah yelled out, he's giving you the okay to fuck a black guy and you haven't done it already? I'm scared, Allie responded, I've never done anything like that before, the craziest thing I've ever done is that night in college with Jessica. Sarah laughed, that's high school stuff Allie, you let Jessica eat your ass, she's one of us even though she has a little sissy cock, aren't you bitch? Sarah reached up my skirt and grabbed my cage, she's got her little clitty all locked up like a good girl. You should hear Derek talk about how this dirty slut took all 12 inches of his big black cock down her throat. The memory of Derek's big cock pumping cum into my tummy caused my little dick to start throbbing.

Come pee with me Allie asked as she got up and grabbed my hand. We scurried off to the bathroom. Allie pulled me into the stall as she squatted and started peeing. I can't belive Sarah is being so mean to you Jessica, she said as she finished and pulled up her panties. We traded places and I started peeing. I'm so jealous of your little cock, it's so easy for you to pee, she said as she reached around me to grab it. Can I hold it while you pee she said into my ear, okay I replied. She took control of my caged dick as she looked over my shoulder and aimed the stream of pee at the toilet. That's so much fun, she exclaimed, as the last few drops dribbled out. I wonder what it would be like using a strap on she said as I turned and faced her, her hand still grasping my cage. She grabbed the back of my head and kissed me deeply. Do you think Travis would like that she asked. Yes, and if he doesn't, you can peg me while he watches, I replied. We kissed again and then straightened up to head back to the booth.

As soon as we got back Sarah started in again, did y'all fuck in there, that took forever, she slurred. Are you jealous, all this talk about big cocks made me horny, Allie replied. Suddenly the lights came on in the bar, last call they announced. We settled up with the waitress and walked Sarah out to the street, as she was pretty wasted. Her Uber pulled up and we helped her into the back. I'm going over to Derek's she said. Tell him I said hi I replied as I motioned like I was sucking a big cock and closed the door.

Our Uber pulled up next and we climbed in the back to head back to Allie's house. She started making out with me and pulled my hand between her legs, I'm so horny she confessed as I rubbed her pussy with my finger gently. Let's save this for Tyler I told her as I circled her clit, we'll be home in a few minutes and I bet he will want to play with us. Allie moaned at the thought of what was about to happen.

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[ayodele-loretta]

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I was woken up by mom running around the house, making sure we were all awake, which was just a safety measure after what happened to Will last year. I understand her worrying but god was it annoying when you just want to sleep. Not to mention she peeks into our rooms while we are sleeping just to make sure we are still there.

"Y/N, Jonathan, Will, you gotta get up its time for the school!" Mom yelled. I groaned as I got out of bed. I went over to my dresser and grabbed out some clothes. I closed my curtains and started getting changed. I looked in the mirror to examine my outfit. Muted rainbow sweater with blue jeans and a brown jacket over all of them. As I was about to open the door when Jonathan opened it instead.

"Are you ready to go? I can pick us up some breakfast from popeyes if we leave now." He said.

"Jonathan, what the fuck! I could've been naked!" I yelled, glaring at him. "And yes, I'm ready." I say pushing him out of the way to go say bye to mom. I grabbed my backpack from the closet door and went over to mom. "Hey mom, Mike wants Will to sleepover tonight. So we will drop him off at the Wheelers."

"Karen didn't tell me about that. I'm sure it will be fine though. I'll just call her to make sure." Mom said, smiling as she went over to the phone. "You guys just head to school, Will's in the car and I gave Jonathan some money to get breakfast."

I smiled at her before heading out. I took the front seat as Will was already in the back and watched as Jonathan came out. I leaned against the window as he started driving to popeyes. Once we got there he looked at me.

"What do you want for breakfast, y/n?" He asked. I huffed. The thought of eating made me sick. It always did. Ever since 4th grade, being made fun of for being slightly overweight, everytime I saw food I was sick of it. I used to love food. I like to think of it of loving it so much I just wanted to savor it.

"I'm not hungry. I just woke up." I said. Jonathan looked very disappointed.

"Mom said you won't get better if you don't try." He said. My stomach churned.

"I will eat later. I'm just not hungry right now." I lied about that. I don't want to eat later. Or ever.

"Fine." Jonathan said as he turned to ask Will. I tuned out. Theres no reason for me to listen. I just want to get to school already, go hang out with Robin and get to Tina's party afterschool.

I must've zoned out for a while because next thing I know we are in the parking lot. I get out, stretching afterward. Then I see a new car pull in. A 1979 camaro. Without thinking I start walking towards it. I smirk slightly. It was a nice navy blue, and very clean. A girl with red hair got out and walked to the middle school. Then a very attractive guy got out. No, not attractive to me of course. Just like, conventionally attractive. The guy had blonde hair, a mullet. Definitely gonna be more of a king than Steve. He was gonna be toppled by the girls. Probably even Nancy Wheeler, little miss perfect, would fall for him. Or at least look at him.

"Yo, who the fuck are you?" He asked. I didn't even notice he was talking to me before I look around. No one. Fuck.

"Uh no one. Bye." I say before quickly turning and going into the school. That was fucking pathetic. I can't believe I would be able to embarrass myself like that. I'm such a fucking idiot. Why'd I even go to him? God you're so fucking stupid. It wasn't long until I got to my locker, where Robin was.

"So, who were you looking at?" She asked, leaning against the lockers. Hers was right next to mine so it'd make sense she walked in with me while I was internally scolding myself.

"No one. I was looking at the car. It was a very nice one. I've never seen a camaro so new so close before, let alone in Hawkins." I say, putting my stuff away other than the stuff I need for my classes. "Why? Do you like him?" I asked jokingly, looking at her. I know she was gay so I was just teasing her.

"What? No. I don't even like guys like that." Robin said. She scoffed and looked away. "I'm gonna head to class, loser. Have fun with your little crush." She teased. I think she was teasing. I'm not gay. I'm most definitely straight. I had a crush on Nancy and Chrissy. Well, I think I did. "I don't have a crush on anyone!" I said, flipping her off before heading to class. She did it back, which wasn't surprising. I sat down in my seat before I see him walk in. The guy from the parking lot. Well fuck.

~

I stared at him in shock. I wasn't expecting him to be in the same class as me, especially after what happened in the parking lot. I hid my face. God, I wish Robin was here to save me from any more embarrassment from being here. I should've skipped today. But mom would've never allowed it. Soon enough the class filled up with people and everyone took their seats. I presume the guy sat next to me just for my misfortune. Not only do I have to deal with the fact that I deeply embarrassed myself by going toward him in the parking lot, now I have to sit next to him in homeroom. Next thing I know, he's gonna be in all my classes.

"Alright class. I'm gonna go through the attendance. Don't say anything stupid." Our teacher said. I sighed as each name is said, I was one of the first so I just rose my hand. Then the new boys name was said as it wasn't a name I normally hear in the attendance. "Billy Hargrove."

"Right here." The boy said. Billy. What a little kids name. Little Billy. I looked at him. How can such an attractive, conventionally attractive, guy be named something like that. He must've noticed me staring as he then made eye contact with me. His eyes were a nice blue color, a contrast from mine. His pupils seemed to dilate when they looked at me. That was weird. "Is there a reason you're staring at me?" He asked me.

"You're just like really hot." I said. Fuck. Shit. I didn't really flirt with him, did I? You're such a fucking idiot with terrible coping mechanisms. He looked stunned, like he hasn't heard that before. "I didn't mean that. You're just kind of terrifying." I turn to the front. "Miss. Can I use the bathroom?" I asked.

"Yes, y/n, go ahead." She said as I stood up and speed walked to the bathroom. I looked into the mirror.

"You fucking idiot. I can't believe you just told some definitely homophobic guy that he is hot." I said to myself before going into a stall. I continue to lecture myself. I know that it would not help, I only know after me and Jonathan had to talk with mom about how to handle mental breakdowns and our anxiety. I wasn't listening to half of it, mostly just zoning out. I then hear the bathroom door open and wipe my face. I didn't even notice the tears until now. There was a knock at the door.

"Byers, get the fuck out of there and get back to class." Billy said. I knew it was him. He is speaking in the same voice as in the parking lot.

"I'm having bowel issues." I lied. It was quite an obvious lie. Why would I come to school with bowel issues.

"Bullshit." He responded. He then started pushing on the door. "At least open the door and tell me something to tell the teacher other than shitting problems."

"Why would I open the door for you? I don't even know you."

"God you're so difficult."

"For a good reason."

Billy just sighed. He leaned against the door. "Well I'm gonna head back to class because I don't wanna go back and carry your things to you for a bullshit excuse."

"No one asked you to carry my things to me." I said, watching him sit against the otherside of the door. He must be having a rough day because there was no way in hell he would talk to me like this.

"I know you're gay. You're even lying to yourself." He said. Wait. What the fuck?

I blinked before looking back underneath the door. No one was there. Must've been dreaming again. I gotta take some medicine for that. I stood up. How much did I imagine? What time was it? I check my watch. Robin got it for me after I told her how much I hate not knowing the time. 3:39. Shit. I skipped all of school. Though my stuff was outside of the door. He must've came here with my stuff.

I opened the door and picked up myself. I then walked outside, going to Jonathans car. School wasn't out for another 10 minutes but I can wait. Mom must be worried by me missing all of school. I'll tell her I was having bad anxiety again. Whatever. I promised Jonathan I would go to the stupid party at Tina's tonight so we would go drop off Will at the Wheelers and then go. Eventually, Jonathan and Will got out and came to the car. Jonathan looked at me.

"What are you doing here?" He asked.

"I got out early." I responded. He must've believed me and got in. We began driving to the Wheelers. We were gonna pick up Nancy and Steve since Steve's tires were slashed by some middle schoolers earlier this week. I watched as Billy and his little sister, I assume, came out to their car. Billy looked at me through the window, a slight glare. I hate this. I made the new guy hate me already. Great job me.

Once we got to the Wheelers, Nancy and Steve got in after Will got out. Karen was watching, telling Nancy to not do anything bad or get drunk.

"Dude you had to bring your brother?" Steve said. I flipped him off.

"Shut the fuck up, Harrington before I beat your ass with your own bat." I said. I wouldn't really do that. I don't even know how to properly swing. Nancy rolled her eyes as we drove to Tina's house. The party didn't start till later so we waited for a while. I closed my eyes and dozed off.

~

I woke up to Nancy tapping my shoulder. "Come on, it's time to go in." She said. She was all dressed up for the Halloween party, everyone in the car was. I wasn't. I only came because I didn't want to watch Will and the last option was to go to a shitty party the whole school is at.

"Fine," I say, getting out. I walked into the already bustling party. Immediately my anxiety peaked, seeing how everyone is so packed together. There was food all over the floor, and beer everywhere as well. I walked toward one of the only clear areas. The kitchen. As I started I see Billy. I slouched some more, crossing my arms, as I passed by. Next thing I know, something gets liquid all over my shirt. I turn to the source. It's Billy. Of fucking course. "What the fuck, dude. I just got beer all over my new shirt." I say walking up to him and standing up straight. I was pretty short compared to the rest of the guys in Hawkins, standing at 5'4". Mom told me my growth must've stunted after I got a concussion at 9. I had to look up at the blonde.

"It's fine it washes off." Billy said before snickering. I scoff.

"You're such a douchebag. Go fuck yourself." I said. I turn to head to the kitchen when I hear him and the rest of the brainless basketball guys start laughing. I go into the kitchen to see Steve and Nancy. I pushed them out of the way and got a cup of punch. I knew it would be spiked. It's a high school party full of teenagers who think they are cool. I don't care. Maybe a lack of judgment is what I need. Alcohol infected brain like a smoker's heart to get rid of the daydreams and the anxiety. Maybe people would like me more.

"Woah, y/n, slow down. You're gonna get blackout drunk if you drink anymore." Steve said. I look at him with furrowed eyebrows before putting the cup down and leaving. I see Nancy also getting juiced up before Steve tries to calm her as well. I smile as I see some random people dancing and talking. I join in, dancing and talking as well. It was quite fun. They gave me some more drinks, so I downed them. This was so much fun.

As time went on I felt tired and sick. I made my way to the couch. I saw Billy also sitting down, he seems to still be talking to the ball nerds. I chuckle to myself. Ball nerds. I sat next to Billy. "Heyy, I know we got off on, like, the wrong foot but like, you're actually really cool." I say, looking at him. His eyes furrowed slightly, not expecting me to talk with him.

"Uh, okay? I've heard that a million times already." He said. I laughed slightly, leaning against his shoulder.

"But have you heard how you're eyes are such a good ocean blue and how you and your sister could be models. I mean," I touch his chest, "look at you. You're jacked, even better than Steve. But you also are like a massive asshole to people for no fucking reason." He pushed my hand away but left me leaning on him. "It's okay, that's how Steve was last year. Until my little brother went missing in this place called the upside-down and Steve was like, 'Nancy, don't leave me, I'm insanely hot and everyone loves me but secretly hates me.' and Nancy dumped his ass for my brother for a little bit, but then they got back together after the Demogorgon came over and beat the shit out of them." I spilled. I looked up at Billy. He seemed to be really confused.

"What the fuck are you talking about? Is this your first time being drunk or some shit?" Billy asked.

"Yeah, but I'm not socially awkward anymore so I guess my life got better after the alcohol. Oh did you know that when I went to the bathroom in homeroom, you came in and told me I was gay? Turns out, I was daydreaming. It's a mental illness I have. I got it all while Jonathan only got anxiety with me." I said, yawning. I looked at the door for a moment. I saw Jonathan rush out Nancy. "I guess Steve and Nance just broke up again, my brother gets only one bitch and that bitch is Nancy Wheeler. Fuck her for being in love with my brother and Steve at the same time." I move to lay on his lap. "I'mma just take nap here, 'kay?" I asked before passing out. Billy looked down at me. He sighed. He must've known that Jonathan was my ride here and now Jonathan is gone.

"Jesus Christ, y/n." He muttered. He didn't push me off. He kept me there. I stayed there until the party ended. I then was picked up by Billy, taken to his car, and buckled in. I shifted, groaning slightly. He didn't know where my house is unless he was stalking me, and mom would be home by now. He took me to his house. He seemed thankful when he looked out into the driveway, a sense of relief as he unbuckled me and got out. He went to my side and took me out, carrying me to his room. I woke up when I was plopped onto the bed.

"Fuck." I said, looking around with hazy eyes. I see a red-head peering into the room.

"Billy, why'd you bring someone back home? Y'know your dad will get mad." She said. She was pretty. Was it Billy's sister?

"Get out, Max." He said, going over to the door and closing it. He turned to me. "You, go back to sleep. I'll take you home tomorrow. I shouldn't have driven now." I listen and immediately went back to sleep. Billy laid down in the bed, facing away from me.

I woke up quickly the next day. I looked around the room, catching a glimpse of a garbage can. I hopped out of bed and grabbed the garbage, vomiting into it. God, that shit inside my system is so gross. I vomited straight into it. At this moment, I'm glad I got good aim when it came to this. My stomach hurt so bad. But then I realized, this was not my house. I leaned against the edge of the bed and held my head, as it started to hurt. Soon enough all the memories came back. I told Billy about Will, the Demogorgon, my dreams. Shit. I stood up and looked at the bed. Billy was still asleep. I laid back in bed. I felt terrible, there would be no way mom wouldn't notice that. Jonathan must've been responsible like he always was and didn't drink anything. He left the party early though.

"Finally you're up. I'll take you home when you stop having the urge to throw up." Billy said getting up. He walked out of his room and to his sisters, telling her to make some toast, 2 slices. I heard a groan and whine before walking to the kitchen. Billy came back in. "Max is getting you something to eat. To soak up the beer." He said. He started to put on some different clothes. Instinctively, I looked away. I know usually guys like him, they don't care if they change in front of other guys but it's for some reason weird for me to look at guys changing.

"Thanks. Um, I'm sorry for not making any fucking sense when I was talking to you. I get it if you were severely weirded out by me." I say. "Also, touching you like that. I'm not gay or anything and I really doubt you would be either so it was probably really weird." I rambled. I gotta work on rambling. Billy rolled his eyes. "Also, you could've left me at Tina's, I know how to get home from there." He stopped me from talking anymore by covering my mouth with his hand.

"Shut the fuck up. You are seriously almost as annoying as Max." He said. My heart was beating abnormally fast, especially if it were anxiety or fear. "I took you here because it would be an asshole move to leave you at a girl's house for her to take care of on top of clean up. Yeah, no." He removed his hand. "If you say another word I will kick you out and have your mom take care of you instead." I nodded.

"Billy here's your toast. Your dad's gonna be home soon so if you don't want to be called another slur, then you should get going." Max said, setting the plate down. She looked at me and gave me a dirtyish look before leaving. Billy scoffed, giving me the toast.

"Hurry up, I don't wanna babysit any longer." He said. I nod and began eating quickly.

~

After finishing, I was rushed out to Billy's car. It was really lovely. The seat was very comfortable. "Why do I have to leave so early?" I asked, looking at him.

"My dad is coming home soon." He responded. I looked a little confused. What would his dad have to do with anything? I didn't want to push any further as Billy did scare me a little bit and I didn't wanna get hurt. Not only that, I understand the daddy issues, I mean with Lonnie and all that. Lonnie is a fucking dick, calling Will a fag at such a young age. I yawned. He seemed to be relieved that I didn't push, his muscles relaxed and so did his eyebrows.

"You're really nice for driving me home," I said. "Thanks for not making me walk home like Steve would."

"Yeah, yeah. Does that Harrington guy give you trouble?" Billy asked.

"A little, only when Nancy decides she's too good for him and chooses my brother instead. Then he really hates me as if Nance would ditch him for me sometime. Nancy isn't even my type." I catch my breath. "Sorry, rambling. I need to fix that." I say giving a small smile.

"I can fix that for you," Billy said.

"And why would you do that for me?" I ask.

"Why not? Gives me a reason to overthrow King Steve." He said rolling his eyes, laughing slightly.

"You don't have to. I mean, the Byers are kind of known as the ones who are supposed to get bullied and not have that much confrontation. The most we've ever been through is my brother going missing for a while." I said. Billy looked at me. "Can you pinch me, or like punch me?" I asked. I was hoping I wasn't dreaming. I mean, it would make sense. There would be no way in hell that- "Ow! Okay, not dreaming. Thanks." I rubbed my shoulder where Billy hit.

"I didn't even hit you that hard. What are you, a pussy?" He asked.

"No, I just don't have enough muscle to protect me from that."

"Then why'd you ask to be hurt?"

"Because I daydream sometimes and that leads to the inability to know if I am in a dream or not."

"You mentioned that last night." My face burned slightly. I don't talk about my disorder and forgot I told him that. I was mostly worried about what he would say about the Demogorgon and him telling me I was gay, not just that I daydream.

"I said a lot of things that probably weren't true last night," I say. Finally, we get to my house. "Thanks, again, for driving me." I unbuckled. "See you at school. Unless you don't want to see me in that case I guess I won't. Say hi to your sister for me, she is really pretty. But not in an 'I'm attracted to her' kind of way, more of a 'She's really pretty and I love her hair' way." I say before leaving. I walked into the house before I could hear him say bye to me. I don't even know if he did. As soon as I walked in, mom ran up to me all frantic.

"Y/n, where have you been? I called Karen to see if you stayed over at her house and I called Tina's parents because Jonathan said you wanted to stay there last night. I was so worried you disappeared like Will." She said.

"Don't worry, I stayed over at a friend's house," I said.

"Which friend?" She asked.

"Billy Hargrove. He's new. Tina kicked me out because she couldn't let me stay so Billy picked me up and let me stay at his house." I say. I smiled at her to assure her I was fine.

"Okay. I'll find his parents in the phonebook." Mom responded. "Just, call me next time. I just want to make sure you're safe."

"I know mom. I'm sorry. I'm gonna take a shower." I walk to the bathroom and lock it. I sat against the door. I was so worried about what I said last night to Billy. What if he tells the whole school about me? Like I'm weird, which they basically already knew about since I'm the brother of the zombie boy and the stalker. Or what if he took what I said about my dream the wrong way and thinks I'm gay so he tells the school? Not there's anything wrong with being gay. Robin's gay. But I'm not. At least I don't think so. I mean, why would I be? I liked girls. Like, Joan Jett. And at one point I thought I liked Nancy. I mean, her sense of style is out of this world. Immaculate even. I don't like guys that way. I think. Maybe there was a spark at one point when I first saw Steve. But that was just admiration. I think so at least. Then Billy. Billy is the reason I'm acting this way. I've never had anyone come to me in a dream like that to tell me I'm gay. There was a knock on the door.

"Y/n, I need to pee, you've been in there for an hour," Jonathan said. I got up and washed my hands. They were sweaty and had crescent-shaped indents in them. I need to cut my nails before they start to cut through my skin. I open the door and see Jonathan as expected but also mom.

"What?" I asked.

"What's wrong, sweetie?" Mom asked, pulling me aside so Jonathan could use the restroom.

"Nothing. Why would something be wrong?" I ask, putting on a smile.

"You know that whenever you go into the bathroom for a while something is bothering you. The last time was because you thought you were overweight and the time before that is because you wanted to look like Nancy Wheeler. What's wrong this time?" Mom said.

"It doesn't matter. Just school stuff. I just don't think I'm gonna pass a test in a few days. It's in math so it's just really confusing, y'know." I say. I walk to my room and lay on the bed. Jonathan and I have been sharing a room since there isn't enough for all of us to have separate rooms. It didn't bother us. We shared a room for 9 months before we were born. We shared on as babies and then now. We have separate beds and a curtain separating half the room since I got uncomfortable changing in front of Jonathan when I was 9. Luckily we haven't used it in a while since during the summer Jonathan is always working and I only do afternoon shifts. Then during school, he gets up early to wake up Will and get breakfast ready. I think back again, seeing Billy was nice. Like the way he was talking. He was, I don't know, gentle. Not like a douchebag. Which was very different than in the parking lot and at the beginning of the party. Maybe it was because it was morning. But he wasn't that kind to his sister. Why was he nice to me? Maybe we are friends now. Or at least acquaintances. I should get him something, to say thank you. Show appreciation, maybe get him to be my friend so my family could handle a little less bullying and have significantly less trauma than we would if we got bullied and had monsters from a fucking game. I get up and grab Jonathans keys off his bed. "Jonathan! I need you to drive me to the store!" I yell.

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