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c3berus · 3 months
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# afab!𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐒 kinkshot ! — forbidden (dads best friend) — continues..
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fuck…
you stiffened at the sound of dale’s voice. your hand that rested on the doorknob began to clam up. after a few seconds, you took a breath and faced your best friend. ‘would he even sill call me that..?’ you bitterly thought before locking eyes with dale’s. you could feel dale’s disappointment without him having to say much of anything. this caused shame to weigh down on you worse than anything.
“dale..i-im sorry man, I don’t know what i was thinking…h-he’s your son for christ’s sake, and im supposed to be your best friend man..” you spoke, your stomach churning with regret. you watched dale wipe his hand over his face before he rested his hands on his hips, slowly nodding.
“you’re right, that is my boy that you slept with, and you are supposed to be my best friend. what you did isn’t right! i knew where this was headed the second he told me that he felt for you!” dale’s voice rung out gradually getting louder with his increased anger. the more his words spewed from his mouth the more you felt your irritation grow. didn’t he atleast see the good soil under the cement? you weren’t some random jackass that wouldn’t care for his son in the long run. no, you cared for phillip, you loved phillip. you stood listening to dales heated words cutting through you like sharp blades of steel. this went on for another 20 minutes before you broke.
“ok! OKAY! I GET IT! I GET IT DALE. I FUCKED UP. i fucked up..i-i did, but I’ll be damned if i sit here and insist that i don’t love your boy..come on dale you know m-no, no! i don’t know who you are! I DONT KNOW YOU, I DON’T RECOGNIZE YOU AT ALL…i knew the guy that was the life of the party, an absolute legend among our high school, the guy that everyone loved and trusted..now..i no longer know if i can look at you without thinking about how you fucked my son, let alone trust you with him, you’re pathetic.”
ouch..
you were about to retort until phillips voice cut through the tense atmosphere.
“dad..whats going on?” you wanted to see the glow he’d harbor after just waking up but you couldn’t bare to look at phillip after how disgusting you felt for yourself.
you and dale both said nothing and never tore your eyes from each other. you clinched your jaw as you felt phil try to grab ahold of your face. you shook your head no and closed your eyes. you could hear dale scoff and phil shuffling before his warmth left as soon as it appeared.
you opened your eyes and stared at nothing but everything all at once.
“i told you to stay away from him phillip, why didn’t you listen to me..” dale quietly asked. you finally met phillips eyes and you felt yourself crumbling all over again. he looked so concerned for you, how did he still find it in his heart to worry over you when a matter this serious is present? youd never know. phillip cleared his throat before meeting his father’s awaiting eyes.
“pa..i apologize i really do but, i really love him. and he loves me. he treats me like royalty, he makes me feel special, like im the best thing that has happened to him sonce meeting you, he’s the only person Ive seen myself with in a long while, face it you’d trust him more than you’d ever trust any of the others..you said it yourself” at hearing this, you cut your eyes to dale. he avoided your eyes like the plague and said nothing. you took this as your time to speak up as well.
“‘s true, i really love your son dale. nothing will ever sway that fact. you can hate me, you can disapprove of what we have but if i know anything about you then i know that you’d do anything to keep phil happy and protected. no matter how much you won’t admit it, im your best option.” you boldly spoke wrapping your arms around phils waist. “so i ask for your forgiveness and for your acceptance” you finished. you all sat in silence before dale silently nodded before speaking the words you’ve wanted to hear for a while…
“keep my boy happy..and please, if you decide to leave him be, bring him back with a full heart.”
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tank2476 · 25 days
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🤷🏾‍♂️
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sigmamale-adventures · 6 months
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I was humiliated that my mother arranged for me to go to Prom with my cousin. I admit she was one of the hottest girls there and I don't think anyone knew we were related.
But the evening ended better than I expected when she suggested we go make out after the dance. It wasn't too much of a surprise that, biologically speaking, we fit each other well.
She's been my "go to" date for a long time now.
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potter-solomons · 11 months
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Jamesy. Y'all have put me in the mood.
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footsilly · 2 months
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Visiting my aunt.
Well, technically she is not by blood, but a close friend of the family, who lives in a nice big house by the seaside. She and her girlfriend like when there is company and sometimes I pop in for a day or two to relax. They are very generous and always show me around, take me out to eat and are very laid back. They always want me to bring them something to smoke so I make sure they always get from me what they want. I am a bit embarrassed to tell them about my fetish, perhaps I would not want to change an already great and friendly relationship. But I can't help and go through their laundry and find their beautifully smelling socks after hanging out together in town all day. Once we all had a smoke, listened to some music and laughed at some comedy, they were very relaxed so while high myself started to pretend I'm a weirdo and showfully and entertaining them took off their socks and took a deep whiff in a comic manner, pretending I passed out from the smell. They laughed so hard but I did my best not to show this was giving me immense pleasure. Soon after they dozed off and I went to my room, hoping they forgot about their socks. I fell asleep with them on my face. The next day I was leaving, so after a hearty goodbye I was praying they forgot about their socks hoping they were too high to remember. I packed them in my bag carefully sealing them to keep the smell for a while. They didn't mention anything. Maybe they knew..
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depressionkitty420 · 9 months
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It’s hard being attracted to someone you can never ever be intimate with. It’s like a force pulling this way and that way. It’s the feelings I experience each time just confirming how safe and comfortable yet excited I am each time your near. It’s a crazy feeling to try to force out of my system. In my dreams is the only place I could ever experiment with the idea of you.
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saleemp · 9 months
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Average psychoanalysis contents page
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tiktoksinspo · 1 year
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sweetiebriar · 2 years
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Don't look surprised or dismayed, this is a rant. I'm going to be deliberately mean, accusatory, and probably a little injuring too. Minors and sensitive people out, I guess? Anyway, I expect nothing from this post except to put my exasperation into words, let alone ❤️s unless perhaps you share my opinion. No comments allowed either unless you follow me so if you have something to say to me after that, there’re always reblogs (which I leave open) and asks (any insults or abusive language will be deleted immediately and the person blocked, of course). You have been warned.
So, a minute ago, Tumblr addict that I am, I was scrolling through posts looking for new blogs to follow when I came across a reblog comment from a user who was offended by a ship and its fans (no idea what fandom that was) because the characters included a minor and an adult.
Aaaand the writer in me just snapped and rose up. Still, it wouldn't have had to end in a rant, I could have just brooded in my corner as usual... if only the response that followed this reblog hadn’t made my hair stand on end just as much. And so, my legendary patience reached its limits. I'm not trying to make a fuss, but as a confirmed author, avid reader, and occasional shipper, I simply can't understand WHY people are always trying to apply the moral codes of today's society to works of fiction! Forgive me but it's crazy!
IT'S A FUCKING WORK OF FICTION, IT'S NOT REAL, I DON'T HAVE TO FEEL ASHAMED TO WRITE ABOUT WHAT I WANT!
There is such a desire for revolt these days, that others are desperate to create chaos wherever they can.
'Oh, this book must be banned because it contains racist remarks within; It doesn't matter that it was written at a time when these sort of remarks did not reflect the same offence as today and that it is a great classic!'
'Oh, this horror book certainly is outrageous since it depicts a serial killer who abuses his daughter; It doesn't matter that this man is a psychopath and therefore this is the behaviour one can expect from such a character!'
And when a fanfiction writer gets lynched online because she wrote in vampiric fandom where the main couple are brother and sister… They are bloody vampires! In the vampiric genre, incest is not considered an issue!
What the bloody, fucking hell! What do you not you understand in 'work of FICTION'!?
The fictional does not encourage reality or imitation, the fictional is here to make you dream, travel, and escape into an imaginary universe where the world as you know it would no longer exist. Authors shouldn't have to restrict themselves for fear of 'what will people say'. Writers shouldn't have to censor themselves because brainless idiots will take offence and trolls will just want to screw things up wherever they go. Inspiration is such a precious feeling that one should not put chains on the few souls who possess it. I'm tired of reading comments similar to this reblog, I'm tired of seeing passionate authors feeling their work being reduced to nothing because wimp people don't understand anything about freedom of writing! We defend freedom of expression, but we oppress authors about what they’re writing. This is absolute madness!
However, I really, sincerely understand that people can feel outraged or uncomfortable with certain subjects, but in this case, then go on your way. Nothing obliges you to read this story which could fascinate many others.
And I say the same thing about fans a bit too radical who destroy the canon of a story to just impose their own ideas and ships! This. is. not. normal! Of course, you can create your own world within a fandom (that's what fanfictions are all about), but you don't have to impose it on those who don't share your views, or even on the authors themselves. In the same way, one mustn’t blame others for liking something that they dislike themselves.
Yet, banning books for this or that a reason, bringing authors down for this and that thing; there is nothing modern about it! Nothing revolutionary about it! And there is absolutely nothing justified about it!
So leave works of fiction in peace! Unless it physically hurts others or morally/psychologically hurts an actual person/community, it’s perfectly legitimate! That I choose in my fictional story to address incest, abuse, paedophilia, murder, unbridled sexuality, cannibalism, suicide, mutilation, religious truths, profanity, or disease-type mental disorders etc, it's my right! And in particular, if these subjects concern fictional characters to whom moral human codes do not apply and do not have to be applied.
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harlowopal · 1 year
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🍆 💦 You know you need to read the full story 😍
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sigmamale-adventures · 6 months
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She'll enjoy seeing your bulge grow as she peels that banana and seductively slides it in and out of her mouth for you. If only you weren't her older brother.
Oh wait... that doesn't matter to her at all.
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