#and theyre STILL opening the food court

[gabessquishytum]

Hob is a former escort, now a permanent ornament to some rich guy (you know what, let’s say burgess). Orphaned at an early age, hob has never known another way of life, other than scraping by using what he can. And often that’s been his body.

At least with burgess he knows where his meals are coming from and he knows what to expect and how to please him. he knows burgess isn’t going to share him around or hurt him. But he’s very jaded about love.

Enter poet dream. Dream is an aspiring writer who grew up pretty sheltered. This is a dream who’s never been heart broken, or lost a son, who believes in true love and the moment he sees hob, he feels it.

Maybe burgess is trying to court Dream’s sister, death. Death isn’t into it but it does get them invited to a party at burgess’ estate. and that’s where Dream first meets hob.

Hob is getting towed around by burgess, wearing clothes picked for him, laughing at all the right times, while being very clearly bored. Enamored with his beautiful brown eyes, Dream follows him around the party, heart pounding in his ears. And when burgess is distracted, Dream takes his chance. He introduces himself to hob and in the same breath tells him that he’s never seen anyone look so lovely or so lonely.

Hob just laughs, charmed despite himself. But they talk, secluded on a balcony all night. Hob finds himself opening up about his life, about how he is tired of being used by the highest bidder, about how he always wanted more for himself but has stopped believing it’s possible. And dream recites his poems for him and tells hob about how he’s always dreamed of meeting someone he could talk to, just like this. They both marvel at how different their lives have been, despite being about the same age. Finally, they kiss under the moonlight. Dream begs hob to leave burgess and run away with him. But hob hesitates. Dream is a penniless artist. And burgess might be old but he’s a dangerous man. Hob knows he wouldn’t just let hob go without consequences.

But does he dare? For the first time in a long time, hob is starting to hope again.

Escort Hob and soft poet Dream... oh they're a match made in heaven. I love them.

Hob wants to believe that he can have more than this life. He's tired physically, and tired of being disrespected too. It's all very well knowing that he's got food and a roof over his head, but he really doesn't feel safe. Maybe starving in a shitty flat with Dream would be the better alternative, as at least he'd feel loved. Dream keeps sending him letters with these amazing poems in them and every time, Hob feels a bit of his broken heart coming back together.

He asks politely for Burgess to accept his "resignation", but that goes about as well as you might expect. Burgess isn't prepared to let an asset like Hob get away.

The thing is, Hob grew up on the streets. He's dangerous too, even if he pretends not to be. And an old man is still an old man. Sock him in the jaw once and he'll keel right over. Hob empties the safe in the office and gets the hell out of there.

He shows up at Dream’s flat with bruised knuckles, a bag of cash, and a willingness to make it work. They really don't have time, since Hob is pretty sure he's not going to just get away with stealing from Burgess. But Dream pins Hob to the door with soft, adoring hands and kisses him until theyre both lightheaded. That night, Dream just holds him. Doesn't ask for anything more. He seems entirely happy just to have Hob in his arms.

And really Hob is still far from being safe. His future is totally uncertain. But there's Dream, and poetry, and a bag of Burgess's dirty cash. Its a start towards a better life. That's for sure.

#the sandman #dreamling #nsft

[pardon-the-decomposition]

there’s an awful lot of Shenanigans afoot these days :D comes with some bonus AU content:

-molty is almost always on the ceiling or upside down somewhere. if someone tugs on his wires he’ll pull them up with the cable and he’ll be very offended

-he’s a moth and butterfly magnet and it’s his favourite thing to sit by an open window in the break room and watch all the bugs land on him

-springbonnie is conscious in FFPS, and stumbles across the pizzeria shortly after scraptrap gets decimated by lefty! this is confusing for everyone but especially spring, who’s trying to figure out what parts of them are themself and what parts are Springtrap (theyre both kinda livin in the one body now and its strange)

-toy bonnie has a bell for when he wants attention. its his Attention Bell and it means he hasnt got enough hugs recently

-shadow bonnie (and springbonnies original body, long since lost among Afton’s consciousness transfers springtrap/springbonnie were dragged along for) looks more like a hare than a rabbit. this was retconned with the first Fazcrew as bunnies have a friendlier reputation

-glamrock bonnie is extremely lanky, and compared to the other glamrocks very plain (ive excluded his clothing and piercings because its a sketchpage). he’s still alive and doing... something

-gregory stole a cap to keep his hair under wraps in the pizzeria. he hoards items in his pockets and is wearing someone else’s shirt that’s two sizes too big when the events of Security Breach happen

-plushtrap and her Freddles would be weirded out by bonnet or bonbon. they’re fine with helpy though

-some of the STAFFbots are a little more... sentient... than the others. Beatrice is the no-nonsense ruler of the food court. She lets Gregory steal from the displays while he’s hiding out there before Security Breach happened

#figured yall would like a sketchpage since full art is going to be slow #now for tags oh god #fnaf #five nights at freddys #ffps #fnaf security breach #molten freddy #springtrap #rockstar bonnie #springbonnie #toy bonnie #shadow bonnie #chica the chicken #plushtrap #glamrock bonnie #fnaf gregory #ffps lefty #AU: SEARCH

[aphrorite]

-ˏˋ sweetheart diaries ˊˎ- #2 🕊🌱 🐥 !!

૮₍ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ₎ა ♡ ༘

⋆ ✧₊ﾟmay 13th 2022 🦋 🫧🎐 ⊹ɞ

posting yesterdays diary log bc i was too tire to do it SLKFJLSDKSJS hehe. so yetsterday wasnt too bad again ! i wasntn sure on what to wear so i wroe a black pinstrip e skorts, a white puffy ruched tank, and a black t shirt button up tht had pretty rhinestones on it fo r buttons tht matched w my af1s and pearl necklace <3 🪄✨💖

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i woke up at 730 this time ))): but stil made it in time to straightn my hair (cos i shower on may 12 n hair got rlly wavy ) which was crazy !!!!! im proud of not being late late ⏰😁

at school i had a math test for mu trig, n it wasnt too dificult acc, i k i need to finish the homeworks still and do some word problem s as the last page is what i strugg with the most cos is the most difficult, so ye! OH AND IGOT MY TEST MARK BACK FOR 2 OF THEM AND IM SO HAPPY BC I GOT AN 88 ON ONE AND THEN AN 86 ON THE OTHER !! i still a a+ student. n then in art we were doing mosiacs n i almost done my butterfly one, i jus need to grout it ! i think blue, white or black, or maybe dark blue grout wouldlook good 😮😵‍💫😵

break came n i scroll on aliexpress n played a little bit of projec sekai, have to get my daily in ! 😈 my main card is mizuki’s pink bow one, n then my title cards r “luka fan” “i love them all!” and “hbd airi” cos theyre all pink and aesthetic. and im thinking of all this new stuffs i wanna get on aliexpress, ever since i starte d regressing frilly stuff and pink sweaters is like,, really interests me which is crazy cos usually, even though i do love pink , i dont think id ever wear wear it or have super frilly stuffs, but i hav this idea in my head and idk if itll work or look how i want it to ,, though its opened my eyes to appreciate croquette aesthetic and cutsey ones more , i nev er thought id be into croquette though ive been into brandy melville ditzy stuff and soft girl vibes, and i think agere (age dreaming / half agere) allows me to feel mor girly and comfy in it even though u dont have to be a specific aesthetic to be agere. 💗

in regards to age regressing, i feel really guilty and shamefula bout it, because its almost involuntary righ tnow ); but talkign tomsyefl in a child voice in my head is soo much ebtter than hearing intrusive thoughts or mean voices. i just hoope it can balance it bc my ocd kicks in and says that the reason why i love pink and all these cute stuffs is because im an age regressor when really, i loved cute stuff before age regressing and so now that im sort of age dreaming that cute stuff i really really like! it had nothing to do with each other ther is no correlation. i like cute stuff because I WANT TO !!! not bc its trnedy or becuse im age regressing . i do like cute stuff. silly mind likes to play tricks )): (₸~₸)

work was soooo slow for a friday ))); i mostly did greets and extreme detailing but it was super boring and i was starinrg down at the clock. i do love internships dont get me wrong bec its a big opportunity though these days work is so dry and theres not a lot of sparks to it anymore, though i do feel like woring here hs help s lots wiht my confidence and public speaking! beforehand i was very shy to go and greet customers but now it is slowly becomign muscle memory so i am proud of myself cos of that

my mom picked me up n she was super hungy so she went to get some bourbon chickn from food court, we ate in the car in the shade and jus talked, n then went to home depo for a water tnak gear n some other thingies, i laid in the back seat while waitn for her cos me feet tire fromw orking, n then we went home ! i spent time w m sister for a littl bit n then played sims 4 hehe n tthen went upstairs to hug teddy n b on my phone for a little, ate some popcorn yumyum popcorn my favourite, n then mom n sister went out for food so i spent some time w my cat roscoe while waiting, n pet his soft orange white fur while he licked his blanket. mom n sister came back with CHICKEN NUGGET!!! i so happy abt that cos i havent had maccas in a long while so i enjoy my chicken nugget while looking at aliexpress smore, ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

i was trying to focus on relaxing cos whenever id os oemthing i always feel very guilty. shame i livewith everyday , and it was a battle of tellignmyself tht i deserve to relax, and live i nthe moment, so i did! i worked on my bllogg, played arsenal fps game with my close friend, went on dizzy n smashed my anxiety of setting my acc to online and spent some more time w him wathc ing him play sonic, ready or not, stanley deluxe, and listening to undertale music he pciked out. speaking of undertale, i lstening to respite rn from deltarune . i dont relly like playing underale or deltarune and i never hav, btu ive seen him play it and i liked the music ^u^ i also did some creating and tried to make some roblox softline clothes, it difficult tho bc it was un-hardlining my other creation, so i ended up quiting it )): ill pick it up tmrrr probably after i take care meself. 🎆

i was srolling on shein while watching stanley deluxe , n then he went to bed so i did too, i was on my phone a lil more beside teddy n then around 12:35 i decided to sleep instead of fighting it. 😊😴💤

night night diary, luv u lots. bear says hello  👋🧸

╭┈─────── urs truly, ࿐ ˊˎ-

╰┈➤ sweetheart xx

#aphrorite.diary #🌸 #agere #agere blog #sfw agere

[cuddlepilefics]

could you pretty please with a cherry on top🥺🥺🥺 do a fic where felix from skz is a little and none of the others really know because he's really shy about it. While the group is out shopping they pass the baby section of the store and he sees a rattle he really likes. felix tries so hard not to slip in front of the members but when they get back home he like shuts himself in his room and closes off from the members. Bang chan or changbin (your choice cause i cant choose) notices how theyre acting and earlier saw him looking at the rattle so he buys it in secret for felix and then eventually felix has to come clean about being a little

i love your work but try to stay happy and healthy during these hard times in the world😊😊

Changbinnie-hyungie

 Fandom: Stray Kids

Little: Felix

Caregivers: Stray Kids

 No one’s POV.:

Stray Kids had just finished their dance practice for today and wanted to go for lunch together before splitting up for their individual schedules. They went to the food court of a close by mall, chattering while eating. When they were done eating, it turned out that they still had some time left before they’d have to be back at the company, so they decided to just visit some of the shops. Since they were quite many, they decided to split up as to not form a too large crowd. Felix wasn’t really looking for anything in particular, so he just trailed some random aisles to pass the time till the others were done or they had to get back to work. To his misfortune, the Aussie managed to end up in the baby section of the store. This was exactly what he had wanted to avoid. Felix was a little and being around toys and pacifiers often made him feel very young. It wouldn’t have been that much of a deal if his members knew about this. They could help him try to hide his secret from the public and get him home safely but they didn’t know. Not only needed the dancer keep up perfect appearances for the public, he also needed to hide his age regression from his friends, who knew him better than anyone and who would know something was up.

The Aussie turned on his heel, ready to make his escape when something caught his eyes. There on the middle shelf was a sky-blue baby rattle, decorated with a smiling sun. Not able to stop himself, he picked it up to get a better look, immediately smiling back at the sun. He gave the rattle a few light shakes and barely managed to suppress an excited squeal. Things like this always made him feel giddy. His exhaustion had vanished as he felt himself slowly slip into his headspace. He wasn’t fully little when a realization hit him and he quickly pulled himself together. He couldn’t be little now, people would find out, his friends would find out. If they couldn’t find out, that also meant Felix would have to walk out of this store without the pretty rattle he had discovered. Just the thought of it broke his heart but it couldn’t be helped and right when he put the rattle back onto the shelf, there was a loud voice a few steps away, startling him: “Hey, Lix! We’ve been looking everywhere for you. We really need to leave now or we’ll be late.” The Aussie nodded and walked stiffly towards Changbin, who ruffled his hair. Meeting up with their group, they went to the company building together before splitting up again into their units.

With one final smile, Changbin said good bye to Felix and followed Chan and Jisung to their production studio. As soon as the older was gone, the fake smile Felix had plastered on his face vanished. His anxiety was high after almost exposing himself at the store and to make matters worse, he still didn’t feel fully big. He was trapped somewhere in between, not fully big, not fully little. It was confusing and it made his head hurt. It usually wasn’t this bad when he felt like slipping because his little side was just a bouncy, giggly ball of cuteness and excitement, so nobody thought much of it. Today was different though. When he was little, Felix felt all emotions much stronger. That’s fine if he’s happy and excited but right now, his little side still mourned the rattle he couldn’t buy because he was too much of a coward to tell his friends. While Felix big self tried to be as professional as he somehow could, his little self was hurt and upset. Upset at himself for not being braver and getting himself what he wanted and scared that, should he ever find the courage to come out to his friends, the rattle would be sold out and he’d never see it again, never get to smile at the cute sun again and never get to hear the exciting sound it made.

The dance-line maknae felt his eyes burn and bit the inside of his cheeks to get his control back. He managed not to cry but his headache steadily got worse as the battle between little and big became more and more desperate. “Hey, you okay, Felix? You keep missing steps”, Hyunjin frowned. The younger nodded but the tears in his eyes betrayed him. Minho carefully guided him back to their bags and decided: “Let’s take five and have some water.” Felix slid down the wall next to his bag and buried his head in his hands. A futile attempt to hide the tears making their way down his freckled cheeks. His two hyungs had moved the bags around and now sat down on either side of him. “What’s wrong?”, Hyunjin tried again. Felix sniffled and rubbed at his face, admitting: “Head hurts.” Minho worriedly pressed his palm against the younger’s forehead to feel for a fever. Yeah, the Aussie was a bit warm but he had been dancing for a while. “You don’t have a fever. Did it just start to hurt or did you have a headache all day?”, the oldest dancer examined. “It started on the way back from lunch”, Felix replied, wiping his tears. The older two cringed in sympathy. During the short moment Felix had lifted his head, they had both seen the pain in his eyes and the slight furrow in his brows, indicating he was tense but trying not to show it.

Hyunjin pulled him into a comforting hug and Minho rubbed his back, asking: “Do you want to go back to the dorm to rest, Lixxie?” Being cared for by his hyungs, along with the use of his nickname made the Aussie feel incredibly soft. With that his little side won and he slipped, crying harder due to the increased sensibility. He nodded his head, if he didn’t speak, they’d hopefully not notice. Hyunjin pulled him to his feet and steadied him on their way back. Minho quickly threw everything into their bags and slung them over his shoulders, following the other two members. Felix remained quiet for the entirety of their walk. He let Hyunjin walk him to his bed, while he tried to pull himself out of littlespace. “Here, I got you some medicine and water. Do you need anything else?”, Minho smiled. Shaking his head, Felix managed to at least become big enough to talk to them properly. He thanked his hyung but assured them he’d just go to sleep and they could go back to the practice room. The older two were reluctant but they knew Felix would feel even worse if they stayed back from work for him. They said their good byes and told him to get some rest. With one final hair ruffle they were gone.

As soon as he heard the front door click, Felix slipped out of bed and locked the door to the room he shared with Chan and Changbin. Then he pulled out a box from his closet and retrieved cute yellow pacifier. Popping it into his mouth, he crawled back into bed and hugged his plushie. Not having to hold back anymore, he cried freely, sometimes rambling to his plushie explaining what a cute rattle he had seen and how happy he had been but that he’d never be able to get it. At some point, he had cried himself to sleep. When he woke up from his nap, he noticed a few missed calls and multiple texts from various members. He had still about two hours left till the others would come back, so he ignored the messages and huddled deeper into his fluffy blanket. Despite still being little, his thoughts had cleared up a bit, so he went on his phone and searched the internet. Maybe he could find the rattle online and get it delivered discreetly.

An hour later, that hope was also shattered and Felix threw his phone on his bed, tearing up again. It was almost another hour till his friends would get back and the little made a decision. He would tell the others about his littlespace and maybe he was lucky enough to be able to go buy himself that rattle that he yearned for so much tomorrow. Sitting down at his desk, he pulled out a blank paper and started writing with a purple crayon. He’d write down exactly what he was going to say, so he wouldn’t just forget everything and make it even more awkward. Covering the paper front and back, he included an explanation what littlespace was and his personal reasons why he needed to slip once in a while. When he was done, he was satisfied with the short speech but mostly he was nervous. Would they accept him? He heard the front door open and different voices chatter. Not to long after, there was a knock on his door before somebody tried to open it. “Lix, you okay?”, Chan asked, his voice muffled by the door. The younger pretended to be asleep, feeling a bit guilty for locking his hyung out of their shared room but he wasn’t ready to confront anyone yet.

Chan luckily bought it and decided to grant his dongsaeng some more sleep, if he was really feeling as poorly as Minho and Hyunjin had told him. The next time, he went to try the door was when he wanted to wake Felix for dinner. This time he wouldn’t just walk away again. If need be, he’d pick the lock but he needed to see with his own eyes that the younger was okay and just sleeping. That’s what he ended up doing and Felix barely managed to hide his pacifier under the pillow in time. Chan carefully sat down on the edge of the bed and when he saw the younger blinking up at him confused, he asked: “Hey, how are you doing mate?” Felix shrugged, not trusting his voice. “Dinner’s ready so I was going to wake you, plus if you sleep much more, you won’t be able to sleep tonight”, the leader explained. Felix cringed, he really didn’t want to face all his members and he was to nervous to stomach anything at the moment, so he asked: “Hyung, I really can’t eat right now. Can I stay here? I won’t go back to sleep, I promise.” He was almost fully big by now but that didn’t mean he’d want his members to see him. Chan sighed but nodded, not before settling that Felix would have to eat something later that evening and that he wouldn’t go to bed without dinner.

Felix listened closely and when he heard the table being cleared, he took a deep breath before exiting his room. If he didn’t jump over his shadow now, he’d never do it. “G-Guys, can – can I talk to you? All o-of you?”, he asked shakily. They nodded and gathered in the living room before Chan stopped him: “Changbin’s not here yet. He took a detour earlier and should be here soon. We should wait for him.” Felix nodded and bit his lip, growing more anxious as time passed. After what seemed like an eternity, the door swung open and Changbin gave them a confused look. He didn’t know there’d be a group meeting. He only kicked off his shoes before joining them and every step he took was accompanied by a weird noise. With trembling hands, Felix unfolded the note he had written and started to read it out. He was stuttering, stumbling over his words before pushing the paper into Chan’s hands, a silent plea for the older to continue. The leader complied and finished the short speech his dongsaeng had prepared. There was silence, except for Felix soft sniffles. Chan pulled him into a hug and assured him that it was fine and that he was grateful the younger had trusted them enough to open up about such a vulnerable thing. Seeing how much their silence scared the young Aussie, the others were quick to follow their leader’s example and tell their friend that they didn’t judge him for it.

When Felix had calmed down a bit, he was ready to answer their questions. “Yeah, when I try to suppress my need to slip, I get a really bad headache, which is what happened today. I didn’t think I could go on like this, so I needed to tell you”, he explained. Minho gave him a questioning look: “Are you little right now?” – “No, I’m not. Though I feel really close to slipping, just not yet. I was little earlier when you took me back home, that’s why for a while I wasn’t talking”, Felix replied. Hyunjin admitted: “I’m scared guys. He’s so cute already, I don’t think I could handle it if he was little.” That brought a smile to Felix face, happy that they had taken him the way he was. Changbin got up and made his way over to Felix. There was that weird noise again and when he reached for the pocket of his jacket, Felix could see it was bulging slightly. “I saw you looking at that rattle earlier at the store, you really liked it, right?”, the rapper asked, “Now I understand why you do. It makes you feel little.” Felix nodded, growing sad. He avoided the older’s eyes by looking at the floor. “Then it’s a good thing I went back and got it for you, hmm?”, Changbin smiled, pulling something from his pocket, “Your eyes were literally sparkling earlier but then you looked sad when we left, so I thought you must have really wanted it.”

Felix face lit up when Changbin handed him the toy he had been wishing for so badly. Looking at it again, he slipped in an instant. Beaming at the sun, painted on it, the little gave it a good shake and broke into giggles when it made the noise he liked so much. Changbin felt his heart beat faster and he smiled widely at the excited little in front of him. There were muffled squeals from the members around them, as they had to realize being little multiplied Felix cuteness. “Changbinnie-hyungie!!! TANK CHU!!!!”, the little squealed and threw himself into his hyung’s strong arms. Laughing, Changbin caught him and hugged back. The two stayed cuddled together, with Felix occasionally shaking his rattle, eyes wide and innocent, until Chan spoke up: “Cutie, can you let go of Binnie for a while?” – “Nuh! My Changbinnie-hyungie!” – “I’m not taking him away from you”, the oldest chuckled, “but I know that neither of you have eaten yet. You can cuddle again after.” Felix seemed to be thinking about it. “Come on, Lixxie. We saved you some fried chicken and Channie-hyungie is going to feed you. When Binnie is done eating and took that shower he has been looking forward to for hours, you can cuddle again.” – “Lixxie wan’ cuddle with Channgbinnie-hyungie and Channie-hyungie.” – “Okay baby. We will but first. Food?” – “Foowd”, Felix agreed before being picked up by his hyung.

[captain-jinguji]

Helloo pls don't judge me but I need a yandere Ai for my life sjhshs so can I request the whole alphabet for him? Thanks luv you and keep it up

BABE I DONT JUDGE OKAY I LOVE YOU AND I TRIED MY BEST AT THIS (I am not the best at his character ngl ) ❤❤❤ hope you're doing well

AI MIKAZE YANDERE ALPHABET

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

He's very… monotone in his love. He rarely says it verbally and usually turns to soft touches. Mainly because hes still unsure himself oh how this is supposed to work but by God dont think that's a weakness. His grip does tend to tighten. 

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

Much like Masato, he ruins their life without taking it. Im talking about exploiting their deepest darkest secrets, absolutely humiliating them in front of everyone that knows them hes like anonymous, but worse. 

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

He doesnt mock them but he studies them which may or may not be worse. To have someone watch you break down and lose it, completely emotionless; analyzing you as your form becomes weaker and weaker is so much worse than a punch to the face. 

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

Eh. He puts them in uncomfortable situations to study their reaction. It can go from anywhere to calling a ~bigger~ person pregnant looking, to going on the dark web and watching someone commit cannibalism. 

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

He unknowingly entrusts then with a lot of it mainly because he wants his darling to explain to him why he's feeling this way. Why his heart aches to be with them under any circumstances. 

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

He'd have a very rationally laid out answer for this type of reaction. May it be the lack of freedom of constant staring of his; its okay. He forgives them. 

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

This is not a game but rather a sick science experiment. Go ahead, try to escape, but there's literal traps all around the house and without his helping hand to guide them past them, theyre are sure to hurt themselves. 

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

As mentioned above, he has literal traps around the house. From tripping over invisible string to being magnet cuffed to the wall. Their worst experience, however, has to have been when they found a "secret" door, (which wasn't actually there, he put it there) and opened it only to have water pour on them and getting electrocuted. Now if you didnt know, water and electricity dont mix. Especially not on a human. 

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

He wants to keep them with him of course. But more as a pet. A science experiment that bends to his every will. 

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

He doesnt get jealous. He gets deadly. If someone tried to touch his darling or "save" them, he would W R E C K them in the worst way possible. Rationally, of course. All his steps are calculated and they would never catch him. 

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

He acts relatively normal. Emotionless, stoic, smart. But he loves to just, well, love them. He likes to curl up against them or put them in his lap and run his fingers through their hair, whispering sweet words that they knew, ultimately, meant nothing. 

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

Its a curiosity game. He's curious about them and they try to find out why he's the way he is. Why so blank? So monotone? It's quite fun to watch them figure him out while he already several files on them. 

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

No. Much like he told Syo and Natsuki, theyre a test subject and he made that very clear from the beginning on, to everyone. 

Naughty: How would they punish their darling?

Traps, testing the limits of the human body, you know? Hypothermia? How long til it kicks in? Could you withstand the boiling point of skin if he just gradually turns up the heat? Of course hed never kill you. Just… observe the process. 

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

They dont have any rights outside of him. They rely on him for everything from clothing to food and water, to walks in the park. Everything is determined and up to him. 

Patience: How patient are they with their darling?

He actually has a decent amount of patience because, again. Experiment. He wants to know why they're feeling this way and makes them talk about every last out and episode. 

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

Quite honestly, that depends on the natural personality of his darling. If they're kind and compassionate, almost like a mother, he would feel all kinds of sad emotions, maybe even overheat and "die". If they're constantly defiant and just annoying to deal with one way or another, he can find himself a new darling. 

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

No. He might have felt a ping of guilt once or twice but if his darling didn't catch that, they missed all their opportunity. 

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

Mainly the confusion about emotions in general. No one told him that feeling this strong toward someone was not, well, normal, but toxic. Suffocating. Deadly. Everyone just told him he was in love. Who knew love could be so killer? 

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

Indifferent. He'd take comfort them to get information out of them. Some times though he actually does hurt for them, mainly if it wasnt his fault though. Which is rarely the case. 

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

This is literally an experiment to him. Its not true obsession, but a kid who takes it way too far, ya know? 

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

Since he is very confused about his emotions, as mentioned above, if you catch him in a vulnerable state and kind of step on his emotions a bit, you might be able to distract him. Emphasis on might. 

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

Oh yes, mainly to see their reactions and it's not as extreme as others. He would never beat them, cut them, or feed them to the wolves. Just… testing their limits in other ways.

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

Its so bittersweet that after every bad thing, he holds his darling tight and tells them how proud he is of them, how much he "LOVES" them, knowing damn well that he has no clue what love is and this is just unhealthy behavior. 

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

He calls it observing rather than pining lol but he can go on for ages or at least until his darling shows interest in him, too. Thats when he strikes.

Zenith: Would they ever break their darling? 

Yes and hes in the process of that. Taking away their rights is only the first step of forming an obedient pet .

#uta no prince sama #uta no prince shining live #utapri headcanons #utapri starish stillnotsorry #quartet night #starish #utanoprincesama #ai mikaze #mikaze ai #yandere alphabet #yandere

[voidselfshipp]

📼 + bolin ^^ - lovinggreeniehours

Howls Moving Castle--(ost) theme song

(Okay to rb!)

--are you sure about this?

Bolin asked, while holding jericos hand.

--Yes!--jeri said, smiling.

Both of them had gone to visit Jers family and early in the morning of the Next day from their arrival had gone hiking to the nearby "enchanted" forest Near the house.

--I dont like ghosts or things like that jerico you know that--the Man walks closely to his partner,pressing his head against their neck nuzzling it as they arrived at the forest.

The sun drapped through the leaves, the Woods werent so thick that you couldnt see the Sky but still made bolin a bit unconfortable.

--Wanna hear some cool facts about this forest?

--Is deeply haunted by some deadly ghost?!--the Man almost yelled still uneasy.

--No no,hear me out its a legend about one of the gods here....okay here it goes..

"A long time ago...a young Man Walked through this exact forest looking for food, he had his quiver and hunting bow.

He heard a young girl singing, and follow the sound below, there he found a maiden,who lived in the willow,he called to her as she listened from a ring of toadstools red,but when asked to go with him she said no.

For Many days he tried to court her, but when asked to marry him he said shed wed him never,not near nor far nor soon

That same day, the Man cut down her tree" --they sit for a bit in a clearing,eating some snacks while cuddling against a rock.

The hot summer wind blew softly.

Bolin looks down to meet his partners eyes, kissing them while cupping their cheeks.

--What happened then?

--:Then he forced the faery out her forest,but she collapsed upon the earth, the Man cried and cried as his beloved died and became a flower.

He prayed to the god of providence, Raymond,to take his soul in exchange for the maids life...

The gods accepted his sacrifice, and the maid came back to life, with the Mans soul embeded in the tree so they could be togheter"

Both already started walking.

--Thats so sad...but so nice at the same time! Jerico!

--or legend has it that the god of war Killed him, and his soul haunts this very forest

And so she speeds her pace, bolin runs after her.

--JERICO!JERICO DONT LEAVE ME HERE!

He traps her and both roll down a hill to a plain.

Theres some flowers scattered around and a weird low grumble in the ground.

--W whats that...--bolin asked hiding behind his partner,hugging them.

--Oh , its nothing to be scared, I think youll like these!

Jericos Mark in her right hand lights up, a disk with various scribbles like sigils, she throws it into the ground and nothing seem to happend

--okay....what now?

--earth bend something to make them stop hiding

--stop what?!

--do it, trust me

She turns around to kiss the Man, who hugs her waist.

They press their foreheads togheter.

--Do you trust me?

--i do...

--Then do it!

The Man sighs and sees a boulder,he launches it into a nearby tree.

It makes the ground shake as s family of 4 big Ferrets jump out of the earth.

But theres something weird about them, theyre shining...and they have those same flowers on their back.

--These are floral ferrets,one of the magical creatures on this side of terra

--woah!--bolin pats one of the ferrets, who nuzzles into his chest licking their face--im calling this one "pabu the second"

Jer looks up to the Sky,almost midday

--We have to head back, and I have just the way to get there faster

One of the same disks appear on her hand, she launches it into the Sky, and yet nothing happends.

--Great ,you casually fling one of those into the sun, whats that gonna do for Us ?

--hey! Dont sass me bolin

The Man laughs and picks her up

suddenly the Sky darkens, and it seems to split Open as various types of....fish?fly on the Sky of a beautiful yellow colour shining like gold.

--W what are those?

--we dont know for certain but we think its the spirits of people migrating or just travelling the world

--g great

--Come on!--jer jumps Straight on the ferrets back, who kneels so bolin can sit behind his partner.

The animal jumps, and bolin holds on jeri for dear life.

The ferret casually starts to hover above the forest.

--im...im impressed! This is so cool baby!thank you!

--Dont mention it baby

They arrived back home in less than ten minutes.

When they landed the Sky went back to normal and the ferret sunk into the ground and left.

--Okay, im starving--the Man says entering the appartment complex.

--okay,lets see what aunt Elena made for lunch

--Wait....your dad is tecnically a retired god...right?

--yeah

--and his names...Raymond?

--yeah

--hes not gonna kill me if I break your heart...,right?

--Maybe

--m MAYBE?!

#f/o community #f/o #romantic f/o #f/o x s/i #self shipping #my f/os #self ship #self insert #f/os #f/o tag #f/o fic #bolin #ask #f/o ask

[tulipanthousa]

what if fae had heats (probably during some time in their season?) - wyrm

okay so, i dont know yet if this is gonna be canon (i dont think it is though) but i did DEFINITELY want to play around with the concept a little so, maybe non-canon bullet fic incoming

i’m gonna say this is only a thing that happens when fae are Properly Wedded/Mated so this goes down after theyre married and so i can make Virgil just as baffled and confused as Logan

they married at the end of summer, so Winter’s closest - Virgil’s first

he doesn’t display very many physical symptoms, at first. he just gets like, freaky intense.

he’s always been very Gentle Dom with the other three - and still is - but this whole “edging them with non-stop praise for an hour after tying them up with the wedding ribbon” thing is not unwelcome but certainly A Lot

And he already showered them in gifts but some of the gifts are getting a little more… Unseelie for lack of a better term.

(jewelry made of bone instead of metal, things made of suspiciously pale leather, Logan gets a necklace with a gem shaped like a rose that he’s about 80% sure is an enchanted drop of blood)

but they don’t really figure out what’s going on until a revel

Fae are pretty goddamn shameless - they’ve seen people have sex in the open at revels, but they definitely never have.

They’ve kissed, made out, and couple times Logan or Patton have worn butt plugs while theyre there, but they haven’t actually had sex - they all like the concept of people knowing when theyre having sex, but they’re all hopeless romantics and like to save the actual Event for only each other.

So Virgil’s making out with Roman and sort of has this hazy epiphany that he would absolutely lay down something soft, strip Roman and fuck him right there in full view of the entire court, in the middle of December to boot, he’s like “ok. something weird is going on”

His mother’s having trouble explaining it to him because 1) speaking in abstracts does not lend itself to sex talks and 2) she’s 100% mocking him the whole time

So guess who Virgil has to sit through a sex talk with

White

its horrible and they both hate it

But I digress - its a good thing they figured it out when they did, because it just gets worse.

He already had a pretty negligible refractory period but now even Logan can’t keep up with him. 

Especially because Virgil’s tendency to try and get 2-3 orgasms out of each of them for one of his Has Not Gone Away

So its a VERY good thing theres three of them.

When he’s not laser-focused on the sex he’s just fucking padding the room with silk, which is both endearing and really goddamn weird.

and then after a few days when he’s calmed down he now has to remove the silk, and he’s DEFINITELY being roasted the WHOLE time

Logan’s next, and his is… slightly less funny.

I’ve mentioned a couple times the type of fae Logan Actually Is, which is a Green Man - a sort of male nymph.

Thing about Green Men

They are territorial as fuck

(freaking out on that knight, being ready to bitch slap Eirwen and highkey willing to take on Durant one-on-one in hoping the whole makes sense, and being 100% down for murder in Farewell come to mind)

it’s a Very good thing he was off school by the time this hit (It’s May) because Logan is, as the kids say, straight up not having a good time

he’s irritable and and snappish and he feels needy and not a little bit pathetic because he alternates between wanting to strangle anyone who so much as looks at the other three -

and being on the verge of tears because they are not in immediate arms reach Right This Exact Second

The other three decide the solution is to just not be out of arms reach - so they spend much more time holed up in their bedroom than they did for Virgil. 

The only time one of them leaves is to get food/water/more lube and they try VERY hard to only do it when he’s asleep and be back very quickly.

And they decide the solution to him being absolutely mortified about this whole ordeal is too make him so blissed out from a fuck ton of orgasms he can’t think about it

a fantastic solution, really

#laoft ask #Anonymous #ask

[shhbean]

fuck it! some thoughts on al’s years in xing. if you guys have thoughts or criticisms let me know! i just wanna ramble lmao.

also don’t reblog lmao bc theres a lot of errors in here and its all sporadic and frankly embarrassing

okay so first things first i think in the two year gap between the promised day and the post canon adventures the brothers keep up a correspondence with ling and mei through letters (bc theyre planning this big adventure and its wild that they would show up unannounced even tho i know thats theyre style but als like. mmm dont want lan fan to execute me on sight)

side note! i think of xing as a relatively isolationist country, but with a phone and railway system that operates within itself, not on the outside (its a big country! people need to communicate!) ling is not against isolationism per say, only because drachma and amestris are still very much Major War Torn disasters, however ling puts a big emphasis on assisting refugees and families displaced by war. he also holds relatively frequent council with their bordering countries* *more on this later. but i dont see xing moving away from isolationism until ling is MUCH older. and even then most of their opening up mostly revolves around trade and world aid. 

ed sort of bangs his adventure out west in like a year and a half, because hes kinda. rarin to get back to rush valley and marry winry. al spends about three and a half years in xing bc he has to learn the language AND a brand new form of alchemic science. (with visits back to amestris for. weddings, occasional holidays and meeting his nephew and niece)

when al gets to xing the first thing he notices are 1) the food is incredible (though some of it is spicer than hed realize and amestrian food is blander than he thought)  2) the art and architecture is amazing and beautiful 3) he’s never worn silk before and he privately amends to never make that mistake again 4) ling has two modes Emperor mode and Ling mode (al has been on the receiving end of both 5) lan fan seems much happier 6) mei got taller

side note yes ed and winry have the emperor of xing and his sister, the princess and imperial alkahestrist at their wedding. no no one knows how the fuck to deal with it jfhgkjfdhjk

ling, in order to establish security for clans with less power appoints one family member from each clan to his court. hence why mei becomes imperial alkahestrist at 16. this ruffles a lot of feathers, and lings happy for it. 

in general one of lings biggest projects in his time as emperor is helping the poor and disenfranchised of xing. he has the aristocracy pretty much on its knees all the time. 

al spent so much time in the two years preparing for his trip studying up on xingese culture, tradition, and especially xingese aristocracy because he didnt want to offend an entire culture (he leaves that to ed) only for mei and ling to horrify the entire court by yanking al into a very tight HUG 

ling continues to horrify the court by asking al for advice and counsel in front of everyone lmao

lan fan has other family members! not just fu! she has a whole mom and two younger sisters. lan fan remains ling’s personal gaurd until she turns 20, and then she appointed captain of the guard. she really loves her job and honestly being home has made her 1000% more outgoing and confident (not when shes guarding tho obviously) 

lan fan’s family has their own suite in the palace, for being the yao’s families faithful servants. however once lan fan becomes captain of the guard she insists on sleeping in the barracks (this annoys ling greatly. though he doesn’t say anything)

mei is an INTENSE teacher. not so much izumi level bet she has al wake up at 6 am every day and run arrays for her until shes decided shes satisfied. al does not mind this, he likes watching the sun rise 

al takes awhile to learn xingese. and once he’s finally mastered it he’s better at speaking it than writing it (his script is basically chicken scratch) this sort of impedes his alkahestry lessons too because of a lot of the tomes and books on it are in xingese. a lot of al’s lessons are spent doing translations

jerso and zampano, somehow, pick up xingese stupid fast. al is furious lmao. 

winry and ed and their children (lil 1yr boy sig and actual baby baby girl nina) come out to visit at behest of ling. xing had no established automail program, just a few engineers here and there, so winry worked with him to train a few automail engineers. this becomes one of the only forms of trade that xing has with neighboring countries. an automail material trade agreement was presented by general mustang and signed off by emperor ling and furher grumman. (an eventually, would become a regular commodity of amestris under roy’s rule as furher) 

once his three years of research and study are up al (now 21, keeping track of ages for my benefit, bc this timeline largely exists in my head) heads back to amestris to write his paper and swap notes with ed, and eventually publish a book together. ed somehow earned a fucking PHD in three years while al was away. al is once again, is furious and super proud. (he privately amends to earn his in 2) he convinces mei (now 19) to tag along to help continue her own research on the link between alkahestry and alchemy. ling lets them go and starts a research initiative that funds their travels all over the world. 

mei and al visit scar alot on their travels, and while theyre in ishval they help out the community (doing wonderfully but still needs a hand every once in a while) wherever they can. mei’s always so excited to see scar. lots of hugs and catching up. scar always fixes al a hairy eye when he arrives with mei (note they are very much JUST friends at this point. scar does not care....probably having flashbacks from how quickly ed and winry got together fvjdghjkf) 

they also have tea with the newly promoted brigadier general and his captain every visit. who...share a tent. al and mei make sure not to comment. this does not stop jerso and zampano from commenting. (roy and riza are doing well though, and very much concede their authority to scar and miles on every deciding fact. reparations suits them) 

mei’s 22nd birthday is spent in ressembole where ed and winry and their babies have relocated. pinako (still holdin on strong) watches her great grand babies. ed and winry have alcohol for the first time in 5 years. chaos ensues. al and mei watch he stars and al starts to realize maybe. he might. have a crush. oh well. not going to address that. too much work to do. 

on al’s 27th birthday he has a mild crisis about how old he’s getting. ed, 28 a whole professor, with a third goddamn kid on the way, laughs at his pain. mei (24 now. jesus. im writing this why am i getting whiplash) receives a letter from miles telling her scar, much to humble to admit it, has been made lead representative speaker for ishval. he hints that al should be on the lookout for a letter coming his way. and sure enough, a letter asking if al would like to be the amestrian ambassador to xing arrives at their doorstep. 

and then its back to xing again to get ling to sign off on the order (of course he does) and to get his approval on al and mei’s courtship (re: not engagement. theyre very slow lmao). (that one requires a longer conversation wherein lan fan threatens al with a knife) 

#why did this get so long lmfao.

[dangandidlyronpaimgines]

Hi! Could I request Mikan, Kyoko, Celeste, Akane, Sonia and Sayaka with an ultimate mercenary S/O who looks and acts really tough and always has some story to tell about how he fought off an entire army single handedly or something...but then it turns out when theyre alone hes actually a big softie who loves cuddles and surprises his girlfriend with a lot of cheezy but sweet gestures and dates

Sayaka Maizono

Honestly everyone thought they were polar opposites

After all, S/O seem to a permanently blank look plastered on his face

Plus the fact that he always seem to have grizzly stories to show (and scars)

Yet Sayaka knew the truth, her boyfriend was a total softy

It surprised her at first for sure but she went around with S/O’s act

Privately the two would cuddle on the couch watching sappy romance movies

Who would have thought the Ultimate Mercenary would be such a romantic?

But she understands why S/O wore this mask, she did the same thing after all

Both of them had an image to protect in public

While they had a couple of public ‘dates’ to help maintain their public image, their real dates would be private

Like a homemade candlelight dinner for two or a night gazing under the stars

And since you trusted her enough to take off your mask, it would be only fair to take off her’s too right?

Kyoko Kirigiri

Honestly she had her suspicions

You seem a bit… too tough, almost as if you were trying too hard

Her deductions seem to be proven true when you two started dating

Though.. She didn’t expect you to be this cute and affectionate

It caught her off guard at first but she slowly got used to it

And while you weren’t as affectionate in public you still did little things for her

Like making sure to hold open the door for her, or always making sure to pack her a homemade lunch

(The first time she saw the heart shape bento.. Her heart practically melted)

She encourages her S/O to slowly let go of his tough guy persona to try and be his real self

You shouldn’t be ashamed of who you are after all

Her favorite habit of yours though had to be the little notes you always left for her

She even carries one of her favorites around at all times, so that whenever she’s in a bad mood or feeling down she could just look at it and cheer up

Celestia Ludenberg

This was certainly a surprise for the gambler but she loved it all the same

After all, only she was allowed to see this side of you

You were feared far and wide as the Ultimate Mercenary yet around her you were a simple love struck fool

Not going to lie it made her feel powerful in a way

Plus she loved how much you pamper her

Whether it was the ridiculously sappy lines you used on her or how affection craved you seem to be, she loved it all the same

Her favorite thing, had to be when you surprised her with a bouquet of roses plus some of her favorite gyoza

(If you learned how to make gyoza for her.. Oh boy she was never going to let you go)

Plus it wasn’t only her you pampered but her beloved Grand Bois Chéri Ludenberg as well!

Oh she loved when she saw you playing with her beloved cat or showing off a new toy you got him

Two of her favorite beings happily getting along… it was almost like paradise

(Now if only she could get you to dress like a vampire butler)

Mikan Tsumiki

Honestly she was a bit scared of you at first, I-I mean who wouldn’t!!

But.. you didn’t try to bully her, in fact you even protected her!

(Honestly she fell for you in that instance)

She was a secret romantic at heart too so she was so glad that you were too

Honestly she was a bit glad that you didn’t act like that in public because she might faint out of embarrassment

She soaks up every bit of affection you give her, even if her face is cherry red

Every little gesture you did made her heart flutter and she couldn’t help but respond equally

In public you two were an odd but somewhat cute couple

But in private you two were a lovey dovey sappy couple

Honestly it would surprise anyone to see you two acting like that

Though as you and Mikan spent more time together you slowly got more and more sappy in public

Akane Owari

She was extremely surprise about how soft you actually were

I mean this was S/O, the super cool fighter who gave Coach Nekomaru a run for his money!

Hell you usually beat her into a fight

Yet as soon as you two were alone you practically pounced on her for cuddles

Sure she was embarrassed at first but it felt so nice and warm that she couldn’t help but love it

Also she loved the fact that you surprised her with food constantly

(For some reason knowing you spent time cooking for her made the food taste even better)

Though the constant kisses never failed to make her flustered

She wasn’t used to affection alright!

(Though she doesn’t really get why you keep sending her flowers.. They were nice but she didn’t really need them)

Like I mentioned before her favorite gift is homemade food

She really loves the simple dates, like going out on a picnic or just a training session together

Sonia Nevermind

Finding out that you had a secret soft side just made her fall for you even more

Plus it was sweet that your time to look up Novoselic courting mannerisms and traditional dates

(She practically melted when you surprised her with a dinner full of food from her country)

She is equally as affection in public and in private so it’s a bit harder for you to keep your tough guy persona up

She doesn’t quite understand why you try to pretend to be something you’re not

But if it bothers you enough, she will stop

She practically squeals when she hears you say, “I love you” in her native language

She couldn’t help but to pull you into a hug and pepper your face with kisses

If you actually try to learn her language to try and surprise her, she’ll gladly help you with it

She loves all of the affection she gives you and will happily give you the same

Honestly she can be equally as sappy and loves watching old Japanese Romances with you

Why does the reader in this remind me of Kanji from Persona 4? ~ Mod Souda

#sonia nevermind #celestia ludenberg #kyoko kirigiri #akane owari #mikan tsumiki #sayaka maizono #dr #sdr2 #sdr2 imagines #dr imagines #mod souda #male reader

[peckhampeculiar]

Twerking nine to five

PECKHAM’S KELECHNEKOFF STUDIO OFFERS FITNESS CLASSES RANGING FROM POLE-DANCING TO TWERKING TO YOGA. We meet its inspirational founder – the personal trainer, actress and Peckham resident Kelechi Okafor

WORDS JUMOKÉ FASHOLA PHOTO DILESH SOLANKI

I don’t think you could find anyone prouder to be a south Londoner than Kelechi Okafor. Born in Nigeria, she arrived to join her mother in Peckham at the age of five and the area has been her home ever since.

Describing herself as a ride or die Peckhamite, she not only lives locally, but has also established her Kelechnekoff fitness studio here.

Kelechi is a fierce, fun and fabulous woman, with boundless energy, who sees her remit as one of reclaiming the narrative about what it means to be a strong black female in the age of social media.

Her studio, based in the Sojourner Truth Centre on Sumner Road, offers everything from yoga to pole-dancing to twerking. Why twerking?

“One of the things I wanted from having a space like this,” she says, “is to allow women across the board to be tender and engage fully with their bodies.

“Because society has hyper-sexualised the female body so much, and the black female body specifically, there are women who just want to be as far away from that narrative as possible, not understanding that our power lies in the sexuality and sensuality of being a woman. That’s what I want us to take back.”

As an actor, director and personal trainer who specialises in twerk and pole-dance fitness, it’s been a challenging road to get to where she is today – from the homelessness she experienced as a teenager to supporting her mother and brothers, to depression, therapy, having to integrate into a new family when she first arrived in the UK, childhood sexual abuse and a lot more.

She has survived and is very open about her personal journey to date, particularly on social media. No topic is off limits – black issues, police brutality, mental health, her own recent miscarriage.

She has amassed a following of almost 35,000 people on Twitter, with a further 12,400 followers on Instagram. Where did her fascination with social media start?

“It was probably around 2013, when the shift started happening and I just felt that we had something here that allowed us to communicate with everybody, worldwide,” she says.

“I’ve always been a writer, and when Twitter came along I just took to it, because I thought, ‘This is a space where I can say what I’m thinking and I can put it out there as a form of microblogging.’

“I joined it when hardly anyone else was on there and I remember when the influx of celebrities started joining us. I thought, ‘There goes the neighbourhood, they are going to ruin everything!” she laughs.

“But it has changed and I’ve changed with it, as I saw how it allowed us to have our own voice separate from the narrative that we were getting from the media.

“I feel that this is where the power is. It’s an opportunity for me, Kelechi, to give you an alternative narrative to what you’d normally get from the mainstream.”

But in being so outspoken across her social media platforms, has there been a cost? “Yes, there has been, but I think that for anything that matters to you, there is always a sacrifice,” she says.

“Occasionally I will go online and there will be someone calling me a black b**** or a black this. Sometimes I save the tweets. Perhaps one day I’ll take it to court and then they’ll have to show up and explain that email or tweet they sent. But it hasn’t really got there.

“I did have horse manure sent to me in the first small studio I opened in Clapton, though,” she remembers ruefully.

“I had been speaking that weekend about the appropriation of black culture by mainstream pop artists.

“I was pointing out that when it’s ‘appropriation’, there’s always someone with more power who benefits from it financially. If it was ‘appreciation’, the person who has less of the power should be benefiting from it but they’re not.

“I was explaining that and someone got extremely upset with something I said, because soon after, I got horse manure posted to me anonymously.

“Although,” she laughs, “it didn’t even offend me because it was so well packaged and 100 per cent organic.”

What was the response to that experience from her social media followers?

“I have a lot of black female followers who care about my safety and care about my wellbeing. So, someone wrote an article for BuzzFeed about it, which basically helped promote my studio.

“Many people, men and women, sent me flowers and books of poetry including one by Maya Angelou. I just received so much love.”

Whatever the challenges she has faced in life, keeping fit has always been her way of working through issues.

“I’ve always been active and into sports”, she says. “Growing up, I played football and netball. It was stuff I didn’t have to try hard at, it was just a skill that I had.

“I had wanted to be head girl at school but my teacher thought I was too boisterous for that, so she said I could be sports captain instead.”

Her love of sport comes not just from her innate ability, but also from the discipline that it requires.

“When I was in secondary school I joined the air cadets. All I’ve ever yearned for, after not seeing it in the family home, is discipline. I like routine and structure.

“I think we were in year eight when we had a talk from the air cadets. And I thought, ‘Yeah, that’s it, I’m becoming an air cadet.’”

True to form she worked hard at it and for her, “the psychological part of the training gave me a break from being the one who did everything at home and having to be in control of everyone. I wanted and needed that break.”

Alongside fitness, her other passion is acting. It was a choice of career that her mother was dead set against.

“I can understand why,” she muses. “If you’re losing your home and don’t have a regular job, what you want for your children is a steady job. You want to know that they will never suffer or want for anything. Mum was like, ‘Just be a lawyer, you are such a great orator’.”

As a compromise, Kelechi found a course that would allow her to study both drama and law at Liverpool Hope University.

“I’d never been to Liverpool before,” she says, “but that’s the only place which was offering that degree.”

Coming back to London, she started working at a call centre and found it soul destroying.

“I remember going through London Bridge one day and just thinking, ‘There has to be something I can do where I’m not at the mercy of this corporation’. And I just thought, ‘I’ll become a personal trainer’. Fitness was the thing I loved most after acting.

“I saved up my money from my job, paid for a distance learning course and then I did lots of work experience in different gyms.”

Her business took off straightaway, courtesy of her followers on social media.

“When I did qualify, there were already women on Twitter and Instagram who were like, ‘Just come and train me’.

“So I went into that and that’s when I started to see the kind of freedom and flexibility that I could have access to without being at the mercy of big corporations.”

Her personal background means that she has a real desire to see women embrace who they truly are, not just physically but also emotionally and spiritually.

“What I really want for women to understand, especially when it comes to our bodies, is that we only have this one body,” she says.

“When I start training people, I want them to understand that there’s nothing I can do that’s going to make them more beautiful.

“I can get you slimmer if that’s what you really want. I can get you more toned, but none of these things are actually going to make you more beautiful, because it’s not really based on what you look like.

“[It’s about] getting my clients to understand that to me, personal training is 80 per cent psychological and emotional, and 20 per cent physical.

“You didn’t come to me because you care about your fitness, not really. There’s something else that’s happening there. What is that thing?

“If we talk about that ‘thing’, then the fitness doesn’t feel so bad. I’ve had women and men break down into tears when we’ve been having a session because I will say things like, ‘I just feel today that you’re holding a lot in’.

“I can feel it and then they let that out. And that’s what they needed. Then they feel safer because they know that I will spot it if they’re holding a lot that day and we taper the session to create space for them.”

She’s irritated by men who try to dominate in gyms. “I’ve had it myself when I’ll be training at the gym and a guy who clearly knows nothing about fitness comes up to me, just because I’m a woman, and says, ‘So when you’re doing this you really want to do it like this.’

“Wait, you’re telling me, the actual professional, how to do it?! And then they often have the temerity to say, ‘Don’t grow too much muscle though, because you don’t want to look like a man.’”

She dislikes the way Christmas and the new year are promoted to us commercially.

“It’s interesting to me how around Christmas time, the focus in adverts is on massive turkeys, chocolates etcetera, pushing a form of gluttony on us.

“Then as soon as January hits, it’s ‘You, disgusting fatty, get to the gym, get fit’, and I just think that we have to pull ourselves out of that. We are being sold one thing while being beaten with another. What does that do to your self esteem? We never know where we stand because companies were just telling us five minutes ago to eat all of the food!”

What’s on offer at her own gym is a way, according to her, of connecting women to the “divine feminine” through dance.

“With the twerking classes at the studio I wanted to celebrate my African-ness while still paying homage to the ways in which it has changed and how it’s now become linked with hip hop culture,” she says.

Also available at the Kelechnekoff studio are very popular classes in pole-dancing and also yoga, which she is particularly keen to make accessible to all, especially those on lower incomes.

She hopes in 2019 to include a few more aerial disciplines, such as aerial hoops and also Wing Chun defence classes. Primarily though, whether it’s a twerk hen party or a pole-dancing class, her dream is that the studio continues to be a fun place that celebrates all women.

On a personal level as we approach the new year, she’s living by her own mantra: “Don’t stop striving for that thing that makes your heart warm. You deserve it. You can achieve it.”

[anurean99]

Of Pimps & Proxénètes

I dont have social workers. I have pimps.

They seem to be purposefully making mistakes: as in fucking up and jerking off at work in ways that suggest thry want me to stay and make love to all these kinky pervy police Ive been courting online. Do remember, this is when and where I am being a terrorist felon and so are police & social workers.

Im still here. I reported the place as a terrorist cell when I first got here. People smoking dope, christians serving food, women with guns, females with an opinion, that all equates to terrorism. Pakistan was bombed for the same reason: women where given the ability to speak their minds.

The people masquerading as my social workers, are all sodomous whores who've decided to exhert authority over my person and case. May I sue them for social damages, psychological trauma, undue stress, & for loss of wages? Theyve now wasted 2 more years of my life. This, after the people who kidnapped me wasted 10 years of my time. Im supposed to be rehabilitated. How is it I have a hookup with The Chief of Staff? I seem to have annother Airforce General than the one who hired me to help him move from his Chicago townhome. Oh, it must be that I have a social worker deciding to make me use those condoms they pass out like candy at the front desk.

Kill these people. Theyre sex trafficking.

They told Sean that his mother, sister, and grandmother died. He didnt have a sister & his grandmother died 15 years ago. I hope they wheren't supposed to be notifying me of this. They sat him down and respectfully told him that people who didnt exist where killed. Then they kicked him out feeling threatened because he was related to a military general.

Im still here. I was supposed to be in Kansas two years ago.

However the ticket bought couldnt be printed due to rioting and protest our staff took part in themselves.

The serial killing child touchers are still online.

The serial killing child touchers are still making paliperidone.

I wish they would make it out of the midget bitch who wakes me up, opens her dirty whore mouth, and directs noise at me.

I hate Christians.

No. I hate Americans.

Especially those who live in these parts. Then too you cant call these people American or Christian. You can only call them subhuman liabilities.

I would rather they be killed. I would rather commit suicide than live in the same state as a single one of their kind.

They smoke too much dope. Theyre complete fucktards who seem to be fallowing a socialist anti-human agenda. They need to be locked up. They need to be smacked with a leather slapper across the face and told to fuck off, eat shit, and speak French.

This is America bitch, we ain't not no England nor Angleterre.

Je n'ai pas d'assistantes sociales. J'ai des proxénètes.

Ils semblent commettre délibérément des erreurs : par exemple en foutant en l'air et en se branlant au travail d'une manière qui suggère qu'ils veulent que je reste et que je fasse l'amour avec tous ces policiers pervers pervers que j'ai courtisés en ligne. Rappelez-vous, c'est quand et où je suis un criminel terroriste, tout comme la police et les travailleurs sociaux.

Je suis encore là. J'ai signalé l'endroit comme une cellule terroriste quand je suis arrivé ici. Des gens qui fument de la drogue, des chrétiens qui servent de la nourriture, des femmes avec des armes à feu, des femmes avec une opinion, tout cela équivaut au terrorisme. Le Pakistan a été bombardé pour la même raison : les femmes ont eu la possibilité de s'exprimer.

Les personnes qui se font passer pour mes assistantes sociales sont toutes des putains sodomies qui ont décidé d'exercer leur autorité sur ma personne et mon cas. Puis-je les poursuivre pour dommages sociaux, traumatisme psychologique, stress excessif et perte de salaire? Ils ont maintenant perdu 2 ans de plus de ma vie. Ceci, après que les gens qui m'ont kidnappé m'ont fait perdre 10 ans de mon temps. Je suis censé être réhabilité. Comment se fait-il que j'ai une liaison avec le chef de cabinet ? J'ai l'impression d'avoir un autre général de l'armée de l'air que celui qui m'a embauché pour l'aider à quitter sa maison de Chicago. Oh, ça doit être que j'ai une assistante sociale qui décide de me faire utiliser ces préservatifs qu'ils distribuent comme des bonbons à la réception.

Tuez ces gens. Ce sont du trafic sexuel. Ils ont dit à Sean que sa mère, sa sœur et sa grand-mère étaient décédées. Il n'avait pas de sœur et sa grand-mère est décédée il y a 15 ans. J'espère qu'ils n'étaient pas censés m'en informer. Ils l'ont fait asseoir et lui ont dit respectueusement que des gens qui n'existaient pas étaient tués. Puis ils l'ont expulsé, se sentant menacé parce qu'il était lié à un général militaire. Je suis encore là. J'étais censé être au Kansas il y a deux ans. Cependant, le billet acheté n'a pas pu être imprimé en raison d'émeutes et de protestations auxquelles notre personnel a participé lui-même.

Les touchers d'enfants tueurs en série sont toujours en ligne.

Les touchers d'enfants tueurs en série fabriquent toujours de la palipéridone.

J'aimerais qu'ils s'en sortent de la garce naine qui me réveille, ouvre sa sale bouche de pute et me fait du bruit.

Je déteste les chrétiens.

Non. Je déteste les Américains.

Surtout ceux qui vivent dans ces régions. De plus, vous ne pouvez pas appeler ces personnes américaines ou chrétiennes. Vous ne pouvez les appeler passifs sous-humains. Je préférerais qu'ils soient tués. Je préfère me suicider que de vivre dans le même état qu'un seul de leur espèce. Ils fument trop de drogue. Ce sont des connards complets qui semblent suivre un programme anti-humain socialiste. Ils doivent être enfermés. Ils ont besoin d'être frappés avec un gifle en cuir sur le visage et de se faire foutre, de manger de la merde et de parler français.

C'est l'Amérique salope, nous ne sommes ni l'Angleterre.

[stunt-lads]

hey heres an update on my life

tl;dr i need money help and commissions are open (examples here and here! <-- those are more recent than the first set) 

and for anyone interested i can do written stuff as well just hmu via messenger here and we can work out the deets! (examples for that here)

Soo in late may, after a doctors appointment and literally around the corner from our home, my mom was pulled over. 

we have no insurance on the car and luckily she wasnt arrested and the car wasnt impounded but we arent legally allowed to drive it and if she is caught driving it its grounds for arrest. 

she has a court date on July 13th iirc (im not home and cant check the exact date right now) but we have no way to get their other than my grandmother who is 

really fucking pissed off at my mom for some reason? but like the options were pay rent or car insurance and a house is more important to us and i guess she thinks thats offensive

ANYWAY we're hurting for money because we need insurance as well as extra cash for whatever the court fees may be. and like, my mom has a job but she cant go to it because we dont have a car. (and my grandma, once again was hounding me but this time behind my back, about getting a job again, LIKE BITCH HOW WOULD I EVEN GET TO WORK YOU DUMB FUCK) 

on top of that jazz we have no hot water. again. this time its likely a pipe burst because theres just a steady stream of water and the sound of running water constantly. now granted the pipes are as old as the trailer which iirc is from the 70s so like. yea this was always gonna be an issue but its at the literal worst time. 

we also have gotten shut off notices from the gas company, electric company, and internet provider. which is the least concern right now, ive been using our neighbors internet (bless them) and thats taken care of for now (of course we will have to pay it anyway or else theyll send collectors after us but it can wait honestly). the electricity is the highest priority because if you have ever lived in an old trailer you'll know theyre made of metal. 

and what does metal do when the sun beats on it because the trailer park cut down all our shade trees? it heats up like a fucking oven. (it was literally 92 in our house one day even with all three of our fans and AC on high.) its so unsafe for my mom and i, because of our medications, and our poor cat who has super thick fur so even just a bit of relief with the fans and AC is a godsend, hence the need for electricity. 

on top of that i have no proof ive quit my job and while the government had no problem finding out i had a job and cut our food stamps, they suddenly cant read or invade our personal lives to find out im unemployed again so our food stamps are still super low as though im still working. 

my mom and i live on her disability check which is barely $800, our lot rent for our trailer park is a little over $500 and we're just having a hard time. 

ive opened commissions for half price, i cant go lower than that though, its just not worth it if i do, i mean, im already offering my art for literal pennies at this point because im so desperate. 

if y'all could spread this around i would be super grateful. im hesitant to take donations because that feels like stealing to me sorry;; at least this way im working for any cash i may make 

#sess speaks #this feels whiny sorry;;

[15001700tt]

Mix And Match

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

Part 3

After the wedding, i moved to his castle since it was more convenient. Since then i became more acquainted with his home. Occasionally i do get lost but one of his brothers or mates are always around and they help me find my way back.

It was the day where my cousins and I get to meet the remaining two guys. They have been so involved in the war that they had no time to come by. But it was understandable it was getting worse each day, and i could sense it brewing without werewolf heightened senses.

Jong In was also getting restless each night having to wake at the crack of dawn to finish some planning. The dark circles under his eyes get deeper as the days go on i am surprised he hasnt passed out. I brought it up to his attention but he always dismisses it and says hell catch up on sleep later. I dont believe him. But i cant do anything because he wont let me.

The warwas getting on my nerves and i was ready to fly over there and end the war myself. Today is much needed as anyone can see, i am very tense and grumpy and the girls havent had time to talk to me and are getting whisked away by their parents for possible suitors back at home. Hyun Jin is devastated that she doesnt get to fall in love, and Ji Mi just refuses to marry a complete stranger.

As Jong In sat next to as we waited for our guests his head lolled to the side until it slumped against my shoulder. His deep breaths confirmed that he fell asleep. I rolled my eyes before moving him to lay against my lap for more comfort on his part since this is most likely the only nap he will get today or maybe for the next week.

The first one to arrive is Hyun Jin, she came in a grim expression. Her eyes settled on our position before her face lit up ad she awed at out ‘cuteness’

“He couldnt stay awake” i excused. She shook her at us before muttering, “i wouldnt either if i had a war in my backyard”

“Well how are you doing with the influx of suitors?” i asked worriedly.

“Facing an army of vampires doesnt seem that bad anymore” she groaned before she came and sat next to, i started running my hand through her hair while keeping one in Jong In’s.

“I know hun, i wish it was easier”

“Ji Mi literally just chased away the last one but my guy was more sticky that the last” she huffed in annoyance. The doors opened one more time while Hyun Jin was mid sentence, “and the worst thing is he wasnt even trying to be gentle, he was pushing me around and being a total dick. And mid way through he tried to touch me, i almost thre-” a growl erupted from the figure standing by the door.

That seemed to wake Jong In up and grab hold of me. I caressed his face to show him that i was fine, but clearly the man at the door wasnt.

“Baekhyun” Jong In’s voice rang clear in the room, while Hyun Jin’s was more a breathy sigh. I could tell the days events took a toll on her from the way her face looked, all pale and no light that usually shines.

In an instant Baekhyun was next Hyun Jin and looking intently into her eyes, eyes slightly red, before another snarl rippled from his throat scaring Hyun Jin a little bit that she jumped.

“Who dared to touch you?” that seemed to snap Jong In’s haze and immediately he came and restricted Baekhyun and whispered in his ear. He seemed calmed a bit, he closed his eyes before opening them to a golden hue in them, then finally their normal shade.

I knew what this meant, i couldn't help the small smile that creeped onto my lips, a small gasp escaping my lips when JongIn flopped down on my lap again.

“You Are comfortable.” his only excuse.

“Honey we have guests” i told him

“it s fine, those guests are going to get really comfortable, so should we” he mumbled against my legs. I chuckled, i looked up to see that Hyun Jin had moved up from her seat and was standing in front the calm man who had a gentle smile on his face.

I listened in to their conversation when i couldn't help my curiosity, no remorse felt because she spied on my first day of courting.

“I am guessing youre Yong Sang’s cousin” he smiled cheerfully, “i am Byun Baekhyun, One of Jong In’s closest friends and knights” he introduced.

“You are correct, i am Song Hyun Jin” she curtseyed at him while batting her eyelashes at him innocently. Somehow that lead to them furiously hugging, my small gasp caused Jong In to chuckle.

“They went straight to the point didn't they?”

“You should be sleeping” i playfully snapped at him.

“Dont you think Ji Mi and Kyungsoo are taking too much time to get here?” he questioned looking at the slightly ajar door.

“What do you mean?” Baekhyun’s voice cut through the thick haze that surrounded me and Hyun Jin.

“I mean that i can both their footsteps really close but they havent ever met each other and i want to see that” he grabbed my hand and pulled me off the chair and dragged me soundlessly towards the open door. Hyun Jin following behind me and Baekhyun at the end. As we rounded the corner we saw the pair just making eye contact.

3rd POV

Kyungsoo’s eyes flashed gold before turning normal brown once again, he finally found her, whoever she is. Although he was pretty good at guessing, she’s Yong Sang’s cousin, if she was heading this way and he had never seen her before. He needed confirmation thought, he feels as if hes grasping at thin straws.

“I uh i am Do Kyungsoo, head knight” he introduced awkwardly before letting a charing smile grace his lips.

“Song Ji Mi at your service” she responded with a soft voice. She was drained from the events of today, if she could just go to her bed and sleep she was sure she can deal with it tomorrow. She was exhausted to no point and this attractive knight wasnt helping her poor brain.

Of course she knew who he was, she saw his pictures everywhere and he was also the reason for her embarrassment in Yong Sang’s wedding. Her barely functioning brain had successfully led her down the right corridor but she still doubted.

“uhm-I-I do not know if i am going the right direction to the room, would please help me?” she asked with grace even she couldn't believe she mustered.

“I dont think thats a good idea,” he paused before getting closer to her whispering, “theyre eavesdropping at the end of the hall.” her eyes widened in shock.

“I suggest we go to the kitchen because you look like you could use a meal.” he offered.

“Why are you being so nice to me?” she couldn't help but snap. “You are my mate” those simple words seemed to turn her whole world upside down, she stumbled back a step. He caught her.

“Are you ok?? You need to sit down” he held her up as he led her to the kitchen. Once they arrived he sat her down at the table. And rolled up his sleeves of the casual attire he wore.

“Wanna tell me about your day as i make you a delicious meal?” he suggested playfully, causing a small smile to bloom on her exhausted face.

“I chased away five suitors today, the last one was stubborn until i punched him right in the face, then he almost hit me,” she in took a breath to calm her frantic beating heart, also hearing a small growl leave his body frame. “Which would be bad for him because i am not trained like an assassin for nothing.” she continued causing Kyungsoo to turn his head and eyebrow raised.

“What? The king and queen thought it would be a good idea to give us some training if we chased away the guard they assigned us” she shrugged.

As time flew, so did the smell of whatever Kyungsoo was cooking because to her it smelled heavenly and mouth watering. He placed the dish in front of and sat down opposite of her so he could see her face better. Unlike the tired expression she held on their way here, now she looked like she was on cloud 9.

“I am glad you think it smells good but shouldn't you taste it first?” he smirked as she bobbed her head. She grabbed her eating utensil and put some of the dish in her mouth, her reaction almost immediate. He grinned as she moaned and grabbed another bite.

“Interesting” he murmured catching her attention, “my cooking won you over not my good looks which hurts my ego a little but but i'll get over it.” he stated with a small smirk.

“If you weren’t such a good cook I’d cut off your hands” she bashfully said.

“Gruesome, i feel bad for the suitors but then again, they didn't know better” he said with fake remorse, causing Ji Mi to roll her eyes at his tactics

“Do you know any better?” she questioned playfully, he scoffed and finally ate some of the food he prepared, “of course i wouldnt be your mate if i didnt”

“Doesnt mean you dont have to win me over” she tsked at his confidence.

“Thought i already did with my cooking” he countered.

“Maybe your fighting skills” she stated

“I am sure i can teach you something” he teased.

“Sure you can” she rolled her eyes, that seemed full of light now. She feels as though she can do this forever.

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