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a-soft-hornytiny · 1 year

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On bad days.

Summary: You struggle to pick out an outfit for your date with Jongho and he helps you get ready.

Word count: 1.2k+

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: body dysmorphia, frustration, non-sexual nakedness (or maybe a bit sexual) but not really, Jongho is the sweetest bean beware of a sugar shock (let me know if I missed something) be careful while reading.

Notes: for anyone who needs this rn <3 you are beautiful the way you are. requested by @euphoric-emily16

Taglist: under the cut (let me know if you wanna be added)

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“Oh come on!!” You pulled the shirt above your head and threw it onto the ground. You were frustrated. It was the fifth outfit you had picked out for the date with your boyfriend Jongho at this fancy restaurant but nothing felt right.

The pants were always too tight, showing your belly more than you wanted, the skirts were too short, revealing your thighs and legs which you were so insecure about and every top you tried on sticked to your body in an uncomfortable way.

All you wanted was to get into a hoodie and sweatpants and bury yourself in your blankets so you didn’t have to look at yourself anymore. Not only at yourself but the disappointment on Jongho’s face when he sees you far from ready, even though the reservation was in less than an hour.

You felt tears swell up in your eyes. I’m so annoying, why do I always cry about nothing? You asked yourself as you wiped the tears from your eyes. Why can’t I just wear anything? Why does it have to feel good? I’m such a bother.. if Jongho finds me like-

“Y/n? Are you alright? I heard you swearing.” Jongho’s voice was right behind your bedroom door and you heard a soft knock.

You sighed deeply. “Come in..” You said, knowing that you wouldn’t be able to avoid the confrontation.

Jongho entered the room and you could see how his eyes were scanning it. Noticing all the pieces of clothing spread on the floor and on your bed. Finally his eyes stopped at you. You were sitting at the foot of your bed, shoulders slouching down and only wearing a pair of jeans and underwear. But Jongho understood immediately.

“Can’t find something that feels good?” He asked, causing you to lose the last bit of control you had. You started sobbing. How did you deserve him? He didn’t ask ‘nothing to wear?’ or ‘can’t find something that fits?’ or was annoyed because of the state or your room. No. He immediately knew that it was the feelings that were the problem.

You were so caught up in thinking that you didn’t even realize that Jongho had come to hug you. He stood in front of you, pushing your face against his stomach as he gently caressed your back.

“Want me to help you?” His voice was soft, nearly a whisper. You nodded slowly. He giggled. “I’m going to make sure that you’re the most beautiful person in that whole building.” He said, completely serious. You couldn’t help but smile a little.

“That’s not possible.” You responded, laughing but still wiping tears off of your face. Jongho immediately put his hand under your chin to make you look up.

“In my world you will always be the most beautiful person in the room.” He whispered, gently pressing his lips onto yours. It was a short and loving kiss but you still blushed. Compliments were your guilty pleasure and no matter how often he called you beautiful, you would always blush.

“Now where do we start?” He rubbed his hands against each other as if he was making an evil plan.

“I say you go to the bathroom, wash your face and put skin care on. In that time I’ll pick an outfit and then we’ll meet again here at your make-up desk so I can do your make-up.” He elaborated, already diving into your closet.

On your way to the bathroom you let out a little giggle. He always knew exactly how to make you feel better. Even if he was annoyed or in a rush, he wouldn’t show it. He would put on a smile and motivate and help you. That’s what you loved about him. He knew that fighting and accusations wouldn’t make anything better.

When you came back into your room after preparing your face for make-up, it was a bigger mess than before. All sorts of clothing were spread across the room.

“If we wanna feel good, we start with underwear.” He revealed a fancy set that you only ever wore for special occasions as it was quite expensive. You lifted one eyebrow skeptically.

“What? You look really hot in it.” He stated dryly, handing the underwear to you and turning around. You hesitated for a second but then you started undressing to change your underwear. He was right.

“Y-you can watch, i-if you want to..” You nearly whispered as it was incredibly embarrassing to say but you loved the way he looked at your body.

“Are you sure? Because I cannot guarantee anything if I see you like that.. I'm just a man after all.” He said while already turning around. His eyes were following your every movement. Your curves, your stretch marks, your skin, everything of it was his and he loved it.

When you were done putting on your underwear, Jongho shook his head a little to get back to reality.

“Okay now to the makeup.” He gestured to the little table with your cosmics on it. You sat down at it and Jongho immediately got to work. He knew quite a lot about applying makeup, one of his many interests, so you knew you were in safe hands.

After about half an hour he was done. It was discreet. Nothing much, but it was putting the emphasis on all the right places. Your eyes were shining under the little color he gave them and your lips were looking delicious. His words not yours.

“How does it feel?” He asked, giving you a kiss on the head.

“Good.” You answered. And it was true. You felt pretty. And worthy.

“Good. I hope you like the outfit I chose.” Jongho was already rooming around the room again, picking up what he needed to place it on your bed.

He picked out black dress pants and a silky coloured blouse. The blouse perfectly matched your eyes and made them shine.

He knew what he was doing. It was simple yet special. You had tried too hard.

Even though the dress pants were high-waisted, their cut and color perfectly hid the belly you were beating yourself up about. You smiled to yourself. The blouse fit loose but very well, the lower ends disappearing in your pants, putting emphasis on your waist and curves.

“Jongho this.. this is perfect.” You said, feeling like a completely different person. You knew you looked the same. That nothing drastically changed about you in the last 40 minutes. But you felt good. Unlike before.

“Nice.” You could see that Jongho was satisfied with himself, making you chuckle.

While you were in the bathroom making your hair, Jongho went to change. And when you met him again at the door you fell in love again.

He had color-matched you with the vest on his white his shirt, which was tightly hugging his body and his pants were also a black pair of suit pants.

A big smile painted both of your faces when he pulled you closer.

“Ready to impress?” He asked against your lips.

“Yes.”

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transjudas · 6 months

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wait what happened? i've been a bit out of the loop with anthony did someone leak his nudes? yikes

there’s apparently old show footage from years ago where anthony has a dick slip (i don’t even know what band show it’s from and don’t need/want to) that someone posted a link to.

while that’s absolutely inappropriate in and of itself, what makes it so much worse is when they got a couple people telling them it felt weird they said they didn’t want to sound victim blamey but anthony shouldn’t play shows in his underwear if he doesn’t want shit like this to happen, and following it up with making a joke about how his dick is basically too small to really see anyway.

and i’m gonna be honest, this person (thekidsfromyestergay) has posted shit that he made me feel kinda weird and uncomfortable before. i don’t remember the specifics rn and i’m not interested in being a receipts blog and compiling shit but i’ll say this

it doesn’t matter that tumblr is largely kept separated from the rest of the internet. there still needs to be lines. we still need to respect boundaries and bodies because they are fucking human and so are the people following us.

there’s a difference between sharing public and purposeful images in certain outfits that you think are hot, and sharing clearly accidental slips of body parts not for our “consumption”. it doesn’t matter what or how little someone’s wearing or what their gender is! that should be a given!!

#ask to tag if needed #asks

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kvnis · 7 months

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KURONUSHI SEX WHERE WE THIRST OVER HIM WHILE HE PRACTICES PLAYING SHAMISEN AND WE'RE LOOKING AT HIS FINGERS THE ENTIRE TIME AND HE KNOWSSSS 😈😼🔥💥💯🦅🫵🏽🫵🏽🫵🏽🫵🏽‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

౨ৎ ﹒ nushi’s fingers !

── ୨୧：sub!reader x dom!kuronushi

୨୧﹑synopsis :; kuronushi’s just trying to play his shamisen, but seeing you losing your mind over his fingers, he decides to take a break for you!

୨୧﹑genre :; smut, nsfw

୨୧﹑cw :; fem!reader, established relationship, reader mentioned to wear a kimono, fingering, drooling, overstimulation, reader is down bad… like rlly down bad, slight degrading but then he praises you, mentioned choking, kuronushi might be ooc i haven’t wrote about him b4.

﹒notes ! ⸜⸜ THIS IDEA IS DOING UNSPEAKABLE THINGS TO ME 😍😍😍 yes yes kuronushi ml <33 sorry if this is bad i’m sick rn, never played a string instrument but i hope this is satisfactory 😔

cold, calculating and skilled fingers pluck at the strings of his shamisen, his gaze trained on the chords as he hums a simple tune to aid him in his task.

his hands twist the tuners, back and forth to get the precision he wants. it’s a pattern; twist, strum, twist, strum, bachi down, twist. kuronushi was deep in focus, almost hypnotised by the three-stringed instrument, and you were hypnotised as well, just not by the instrument.

your brain was wandering to all the other things he could be doing with his fingers right now. it struck you into a daydream and you had been staring at his fingers for the past fifteen minutes.

the dull sound of the shamisen and the racing of your heartbeat echo in your ears, bouncing off every part of your brain and giving you just enough satisfaction to satisfy your daydreaming—however, you couldn’t ignore the growing wetness in your underwear.

you swallow a lump in your throat, shifting uncomfortably in your seated position. your teeth catch your bottom lip as your eyes flickered from his face to his hands at timely intervals.

kuronushi looks up from his instrument, eyes trained on yours, which were obviously staring at his fingers.

his left hand stays on the neck of the instrument, whilst the other one comes up to flick your forehead lightly.

“did you find something you like?”

he smirks, cupping your chin and running his thumb along your bottom lip, tugging it lightly. he leans in and gives you a quick kiss, and you swear your brain nearly explodes.

your eyes widen and you pull your eyes away from his hands. you puff your cheeks out, looking off to the side.

“come on, do you really think i wouldn’t notice you staring at my hands this whole time?” he teases you. with a hand on your chest, he starts gently easing you down onto the futon. he sets his shamisen and bachi to the side and slots himself in between your legs. “you done a really bad job at hiding it.”

your breath hitches as his hands creep to the hem of your kimono, slipping underneath them and gliding over the cloth of your underwear.

his eyebrows raise and he looks at you with a disapproving look when he feels just how utterly soaked you are. “are you seriously this soaked from only watching my hands?”

when you stay silent and only breath out a sigh, he scoffs at you. “you are, aren’t you? that’s so pathetic.”

he pulls on your obi, letting it fall out of the loose bow. it opens your kimono up for him, his hands pushing the clothing up so it pools at your hips. he squeezes your thigh firmly, tugging you closer. you let out a whimper as your cunt accidentally brushes against his knee, gaining unexpected friction.

you cover your mouth in shock of the sound that exited your mouth, and kuronushi looks equally as surprised.

“was that a—”

“shut up…”

kuronushi scoffs at your brattiness, his hands trailing up and under your shirt before going back down and tracing your sloppy folds, dipping his middle finger into your heat to test the waters.

your mouth parts in a quiet moan, before he ruthlessly shoved two fingers into your pussy. they bullied their way deep into your walls, pressing up against your sweet spot which he found with ease.

his cock was already throbbing just from hearing the sounds of your whiny moans, his tongue darts out to lick up the length of your neck, sucking on the spot that makes you shudder the most.

“a—ah… ‘nushi, please…” you mindlessly begged, not even knowing exactly what you were begging for. there was lewd squelching noises coming from his ministrations. once he heard you beg, he grinds the heel of his palm into your clit, making your head loll back and eyes roll into your skull.

he curls his fingers up into your sweet spot, causing all your thoughts to shatter. you’re forced to swallow down the shards, a burning feeling in your throat as you hold back your cries.

your lungs are in distress, straining for air as his fingers keep thrusting into you, pushing the lung you keep breathing in, out. your slick was already staining the insides of your thighs.

kuronushi’s fingers pull out to circle around your clit, before landing a wet smack on your folds. you jolt, but it’s not soon before he rams his fingers back into your soppy cunt.

his free hand comes up to push your head back, slipping two fingers into your mouth and pressing down onto your tongue. he thrusts them in time with the fingers working on your pussy, coating them in a thin coating of your saliva.

drool pools at the corner of your mouth, dribbling down your chin erotically. you gag and your throat spasm around the digits, eyes closing as tears prick them.

you’re close; he can tell by the way your cunt tightens around his fingers and the way your moans continue to grow louder.

“awh, you gonna cum all over my fingers? hmm?”

you suck on his fingers, letting out a wet cough. “yes… please, can i cum? pleaseplease…!”

he shoved his fingers further down your throat, his nails grazing the very back. you flinch, teeth scraping against his knuckles when you slacken your jaw.

your fluids are practically dripping down his wrist, creating a mess as it drips onto the bedding. kuronushi hums, in that same tone he was using while practicing the shamisen, “cum for me then.”

you cry his name as you orgasm, his fingers fucking you through it. your thighs tremble and back arches. your cries are muffled from his fingers stuffing your mouth full.

his hands still, slipping out of your warmth and slowly circling around your clit. the pain of overstimulation hits you, making you whine and complain.

“oh, stop your whining. you were the one asking for this, weren’t you?” he rasps into your ear, playfully biting your neck.

he pulls his fingers out of your mouth, replacing them with his slick-covered ones. you grimace at the bitter taste of yourself, only to choke as he forced three clean fingers into your abused, stretched out greedy pussy.

“awh, look at you! anybody would think you’re a whore by the way your cunt is practically sucking me in.” he laughs at you, kissing the corner of your mouth before pulling his drool stained fingers out of your mouth, replacing the space with his mouth.

his mouth moves slowly against yours, tongue pushing itself into your mouth. your brain is short-circuiting, and it doesn’t help when his hand squeezes gently around your throat.

the softness of the kiss vastly contradicts the harshness of his fingers. he’d already made your pussy cum around him once, and he’s intent on doing it again.

it builds up quickly, the rope of pleasure in your gut slowly tying, tightening, tightening. his thumb comes to rub your clit in tight circles, tears falling down your cheeks.

“‘nushi, i can’t… m’gon’ cum again,” you mumble into the kiss, slowly getting lazy with it.

“cum again then, cum on my fingers ‘n show me how much you love them.” he coos, using his knuckles to caress your windpipe.

those words send you reeling, mind blanking out as the rope rips another orgasm through you. it’s hazy, all you can focus about was the overwhelming pleasure it brung.

“there you go,” he pulls his fingers out of your slicked up cunt, pulling you closer by the waist and placing a loving kiss on your lips. “feels good, hm? love seeing your slutty pussy cum on my fingers…”

he’s lost in thought, instinctively slipping his fingers back into the comforting tightness of your wet pussy once more. one of your hands fly to his hand which was resting on your throat, the other fists into the sheets.

he bites his tongue as he feels your touch on his wrist, slowly beginning to fuck his fingers in and out of your spent hole.

“can’t t-take it… s’too sensitive… ‘nushi…”

the way you whine his name spurs him on, and now he has no intention of stopping until you’re completely fucked dumb by only his fingers. “you can take it, love, i know you can take it.”

his thumb rubs circles in the side of your neck in an attempt to comfort you, his fingers stretching your gummy walls further. even though your mentality is screaming that you’ve had enough, your physical body is begging for more. craving it, almost.

you squirm, hips pressing up into his palm and grinding into it. you’re drooling, your face a pretty mess of tears and spit. his hand trails up your jaw to shove into your wet mouth, making a wet slapping sound.

your tongue curls around his fingers as he begins to kiss your neck, a sheen of sweat coating your skin. you sob and grumble around his fingers, feeling them curl and slam into every sensitive inch inside of you.

the way his hard cock was pressing up against your thigh shows how much he was enjoying this. he swears he could cum untouched just by seeing you like this; hair sprawled on the pillow, face wet with drool and tears, folds and inner thighs wet and sticky with your release.

a familiar feeling winds around in your stomach for the third time, straining and struggling for release. “hurts, i’m gon’ cum again…” you mumble around his fingers.

kuronushi nods into your neck, teeth teasing the skin and sucking up a small hickey between his teeth.

your eyes roll close as the feeling reaches his peak, the relief of your release hitting you once more. your walls clamp around his digits, coating them in more of your slick.

your lungs are left gasping for air, body limp with exhaustion, legs twitching from the aftermath. he sits up, pulling his hands and mouth away from you and licking your juices off of his fingers.

there’s the rustling of his clothes as he begins to untie his rope belt, a hand trailing from your neck to your shoulder, slowly teasing the fabric of your kimono off your shoulders.

“you’ve been served plenty, haven’t you, love?” he speaks with warm saccharine, tossing his belt to the side alongside his shamisen, dipping his free hand into his waistband of his baggy pants and pulling them down.

“so, you’ll let me indulge myself… won’t you?”

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justlulu · 2 years

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To make him happy

A./N. God this is so embarrassing. I have no idea where I found the courage to publish this sh*t. For real. It’s way too explicit to be legal, but in my defense I was a h*rny little bitch when I wrote this. I’m only reposting it here because I want to have it somewhere else other than on Wattpad (Castle000). I’ll probably publish more stuff soon enough. Straight up p*rn, I won’t say more.

Warnings: dub/con, nudity, dirty talk, smut

She just couldn't help it.

It was like a part of her brain had taken over the entire thing, and it wouldn't stop pulling until she had completed the task.

The task being pleasuring her Sire, making sure he was constantly satisfied, taking care of his every need, and not giving herself peace unless he was happy. She put him before her and everything else, she felt good if he did, but it wasn't love.

No, it was the bond that linked them, a natural compulsion installed in her brain the moment she took her first-second first- breath when she was brought back to life. It was more than rare, an absolute first for a human to be sired to an immortal creature, but then again, you would expect at least one little surprise when the blood of an original hybrid used in a black magic spell is the cause of your second chance at lite.

She would have still been grateful-how could she not?-even though she had yet to find out why it was that he had decided she should be resurrected, but it would have stopped at a 'thank you', and a potential paid debt.

Instead, the sirebond had other plans.

It made her wish to make him proud, seek his approval.

It made her grind her wet center, covered by a pink lacy underwear-now as wet itself- on the expensive fabric of his dark blue trousers, because he had wanted her to.

Soft flesh on hard muscle, frantically sliding back and forth, it made her throw her head back, exposing her white neck, mouth opened, eyes closed, and it made her moan his name again and again, in a whispered prayer, because she knew it aroused him.

He sat there, on his armchair next to the fireplace in his Mystic Falls manor, relaxed, taking advantage- as he always did- of the newly discovered collateral effect of his blood. Arms relaxed on the luxurious red armsets, he made his pet work alone, no corrections, no compliments. Being ignored usually made them work harder, in the effort of hearing any appreciative response from his part.

He was testing her, he wanted to know how low she was willing to go for him -and whether she could stop-before her dignity kicked in.

This was his thought when he ordered her to stop her movements and stand before his hungry eyes. He was hard, his cock had been begging to be set free from the confines of his tight boxers from the moment she had shyly stripped out of her sundress-that he had suggested her to wear- and blushed as he had told her to ride his leg.

Klaus was the original hybrid, thus his senses were so amplified he could almost taste her arousal on his tongue, so intoxicating it took a ton of control not to rip the remaining clothes she had and take her right there, on the soft carpet, without useless ceremonies.

However, his desire to explore his new power on the young girl was a more tantalizing idea.

"Why don't you take it off for me?" His index finger pointed at the push-up bra he had dressed her into, which already gave him a satisfying view of her creamy globes.

She tried her best to focus, but any reason why she shouldn't do as he said was helplessly shouting behind a soundproof glass in her brain, so she proceeded.

Klaus' uncomfortably hard manhood twitched as soon as the bra hit the floor, his mouth watering at the sight: her breasts were small, but firm and round, he could already see himself squeezing them in his hands, her pink nipples were hard despite the near flames in the room, she didn't need to be cold to shiver. The way his lust filled eyes were analyzing her intimate parts was starting to make her self conscious, for she lowered her head and was just about to raise her hands to her chest when he stopped her.

"Hands off, sweetheart, don't be shy, you're exquisite."

His poor words of admiration managed to warm her heart-brain-and she was soon giving herself a point for being good at whatever she thought was her job.

"Do you ever touch yourself? Be honest." Her cheeks were burning as she nodded, trying to avoid his inquisitive eyes.

"Then let me see how you do it, will you? Slowly

She wasn't that experienced, that was clear, she clumsily caressed her upper body and cupped her breasts, a small yet short moment of relief from being covered. His eyes followed her hands as she massaged and slightly squeezed herself before pinching her nipples, making them stand out even more. He had no clue where he was taking the immense will to keep still and watch from, trousers starting to become way too uncomfortable to be left closed. He had stopped her right in the middle of her orgasm earlier, leaving her pussy throbbing, inner walls pulsing, desperate for the release he had stolen from her.

He noticed her quietly squeezing her thighs to get some friction and he stopped that as well, amusingly ordering her to keep her legs apart.

He chuckled when she emitted a quiet (not for him) moan, tensing her legs to keep them from closing again.

"Do you see what you just did?" She looked at the prominent bulge between his legs. A nod.

"You have to take care of it now. Kneel." She sank to her knees with both hands on her thighs, and mentally cursed when he gave her a stern look for shutting them again. He widened them with his right foot but did not comment. She waited for him to give her instructions, but when he only raised his eyebrows, she started to unfasten his leather belt, unbutton his trousers and pushed the zip down.

She was about to take him out when he stopped her.

"No. We're gonna put that mouth to good use. Hands behind your back." As she did that he pulled his stiff manhood out of his boxers and stoke it once, her eyes hypnotically following his hand, like a dog in front of a bone. He chuckled at the astonished look on her face, he knew he was well-endowed but then again, she had probably never seen a man at all. "I know, a work of art." Her whole face went red again, her embarrassment amusing him even more.

"Go on." He didn't move closer, so she had to lean forward in order to reach him, her breasts crushing against the edge of the armchair. She had never given a blowjob, but she counted on what she could remember from the porn videos she secretely watched under the covers at night.

She started with a tentative lick, just the tip of her tongue tasting the waters. It felt good to finally feel something, but he purposely kept himself from making any sound. He enjoyed watching her try harder and harder to please him. When her flat tongue caressed the whole underside of his length though, base to tip, he couldn't control his breath from catching in his throat, muscular thighs stiffing.

She repeated the motion, feeling every vein pulsing where her tongue met his skin. It was only when her chin pressed against his large testicles, stimulating him further, that he shifted his hips to get closer to the source of such pleasure. She immediately took the hint and moved south, happily lapping at his balls; had she not been compulsed by the urge of providing him with pleasure, she would have surely felt humiliated-if not degraded-by her own actions; kneeling almost totally naked at a stranger's feet, legs spread, while sucking his scrotum was not a position she would have ever expected to find herself in; however, the absurdity of what she was doing was completely clouded by the satisfaction of knowing she was making her Sire feel good.

His pleasure was her pleasure, and soon she wished her hands weren't still behind her back. Her sex was leaking, she could feel it, and he could smell it.

"Look at you, getting wet for sucking my balls. You want to make me proud, mh? A soft moan, which didn't quite escape her preoccupied mouth, finally broke his patience. The time to sit and take was over. He roughly fisted her blonde hair in his right hand and pulled slightly backwords, arching her slender neck. The sight of her chin, shiny from the precum he had previously coated his shaft with, almost made him spill in her face.

His back left the comfortable chair as he elegantly adjusted to take a better position for what he was about to do.

"Open" Hand gripping the heavy base of his penis, the hybrid directed it toward her mouth, his husky voice making her quickly obey his firm order, not that she would have questioned him otherwise.

As soon as her lips parted he traced them with his tip, a wolf claiming his territory. Before inserting himself into her hot mouth, As soon as her lips parted he traced them with his tip, a wolf claiming his territory. Before inserting himself into her hot mouth, he took a moment to paint her whole face with his cock; Klaus was a man of power and control, who wouldn't dare to waste any chance of proving he was the one in charge. He felt the compelling need to make others submit to him, and then proceed to remind them in every way he could. He wanted the girl at his feet to focus entirely on him, and know that in that moment she solely lived for his relief. He needed to invade her senses, his smell in her nose when his wet tip neared her nostrils, his touch, hot and heavy, when he rested his throbbing shaft on her forehead, smooth as it rubbed down against her left cheek, his taste, when he finally eased himself inside her waiting mouth.

She couldn't manage much of a movement given her position, her head was held in place by his strong grip, whereas her mouth was so stretched out by his size it couldn't do much except awkwardly wrapping itself around him and let him slide in.

She failed at using her tongue, but he didn't seem to notice, at this point he could easily let himself come by fucking her throat without any added ministrations from her part.

He managed to control his speed, not wanting to choke her at her first attempt at oral sex, but he couldn't help himself from pushing as deep as her gag reflex permitted. It didn't take much for his tip to touch the back of her throat, more due to his impressive length than to how far it went. Her eyes instantly watered as she emitted a chocked sound. Her hands moved out of reflex, planting themselves on both of his knees. He didn't let her push away from his crotch, but he didn't mention anything about her having changed the position he had ordered her gathered the information for later use. If her brain had been able to overpower her compulsion, it meant that her physical skills did have a say in the bond. She would do what she could do.

He reasoned that taking his thick member all the way down her throat at the first go wasn't something she could do, and he slowly withdrew, taking a questionable amount of fluids along, until the head was a couple of centimeters fro her lips.

She loudly coughed as soon as he pulled out and hang her head between her shoulders as she tried to take deep breaths, unconsciously spitting a bit of saliva on the carpet. His fist had left her hair, and his warm hand was now gently rubbing her neck as she caught her breath.

He felt slightly guilty for the unpleasant experience, but he wasn't one to apologize.

She beat him at this.

"I'm sorry.." she uttered in a throaty whisper, keeping her head down. There was nothing worst for the girl at the moment, than disappointing her sire.

He moved his hand to brush the hair from her face, and then raised her head by her chin, careless of the stickiness attached to it. He enjoyed the submission, whether it was her inexperience that made her believe it had been her fault, or her desperate need to fulfill her duty. Taking part of the blame would have compromised his dominant act, he opted for a forgiving tone instead.

"You'll make it up to me, love. Let's try the other way around." He encouraged her to get closer to his crotch, while leaning back against the armchair again, effectively resuming their previous position.

"Wrap your mouth around the head", was his first instruction. It was so much easier to do so when she was controlling her movements; his size was the still huge, but she managed to go down on him a little bit more, not too much to reach her throat but enough to fill her mouth.

"That's it, suck it" His words came out in a purr, and she glanced his way to make sure he was actually enjoying her work. He most certainly was; neck and shoulders relaxed, head resting backwords, eyes closed and lips slightly parted, he looked like he was in another dimension. He had been holding back for so long, even the lightest caress felt like an explosion of pleasure.

She closed her eyes and hollowed her cheeks, taking note of his pungent taste for the first time, before starting to slowly bob up and down.

"Good girl" One of his hands was now petting her head, knowing his affection was the motor for her effort. She sped up, indeed, exited by the appellation, while he used his free hand to stroke what she couldn't take.

He looked down at the girl between his legs, the sight eventually making his balls tighten, his member violently twitch in her mouth, loads of hot, salty sperm finally spilling in her mouth.

"Swallow it all." He ordered, deeply inhaling as he came down from his high. "Look at me while you do it, love."

She kept her eyes on his lidded ones as she gulped his cum, her moving throat clearly showing it. She then spontaneously proceeded on cleaning his entire shaft. not letting even one drop go to waste. He let her, until he softened, partially so.

The reproductive system of a wolf was naturally made for breeding, in order to enlarge the pack and make it stronger, both males and females had to be provided with a lot more stamina than a human being, which would make the coupling last longer and the chance of pregnancy rise. Heats, ruts, long lasting ejaculation and an absolutely above-average amount of seed came as a consequence. Being a vampire had accentuated it all.

That explained why his member was still hard and his balls still full, not satisfied at all after a single orgasm.

Luckily for him, he had all he needed right in front of him.

She was instantly on her feet when he ordered her to remove her damp panties, her hands moving without her brain's consent, sliding the material down her thighs and letting it pool at her feet. He maneuvered her so that she was facing the opposite side of the room, and most importantly, giving him a perfect view of her naked ass, which was at his eye level. His perverted mind provided him with images of those smooth, porcelain cheeks covered by deep bite marks and fresh blood, jiggling under the force of his thrusts as he took her back entrance.

He let his hands gently caress her thighs, moving upward until they reached the underside of her glutes, thumbs moving symmetrically to spread them. He heard her heartbeat gradually increase, noticed the blood rising to her face and neck, painting it red. So embarrassingly exposed, her body tried to close itself under his gaze, muscle contracting as much as it could before he decided to torment her puckered hole, circling and tapping it just to show he had control on her most private part. As if I didn't know already.

She didn't have time to be relieved when his finger left her asshole, for it swiftly found her swollen pussy lips and spread them to test the remaining liquid. She rolled her hips out of reflex when his wise fingers pressed against her outer lips, a frustrated sigh when he didn't move further.

"Tonight you'll learn to beg, sweetheart" He finally got up, still standing behind her, and circled her waist with his left forearm, wrists included, blocking her movement; backside crushed on his cock, which he didn't bother putting back in his pants, hardening on the cleft of her soft ass, front paralyzed by his strong arm, crushed by his fingers which did not dare move a millimeter. All she could do was tense in his grip and hope he would give her something.

He didn't.

Still cupping her sex, he flashed them upstairs, right in front of the big mirror in his bedroom, sitting behind her on the edge of his enormous bed in a way that had her legs spread open by his knees, which kept them from closing. They moved too fast for her to notice, but as soon as they were in his private area, she could smell his cologne all around her. It registered in her brain faster than the sight of their reflection on the glass.

She was never a cheerleader, nor did she do gymnastics, but still her thighs could be stretched wide enough to grant him a spectacular view of her bare pussy, vulnerable and at his mercy.

It would have been the most arousing scene, if she had actually consented it.

"Now tell me what you want" his lips brushed her right ear when he talked, before moving down to her neck, causing her head to tilt to the left.

His words echoed in her brain, dancing in her altered neural circuitry in search of an answer, but as much as she tried to avoid it, there was no questioning what it wanted. To make him happy.

"Now love, I can do this all night long." His words were accompanied by the slightest movement from his fingers pressed on her sex. A hint of what he could give her and a threat of what he could deny.

"I can build you up for hours and take it away every single time" With a barely there touch, he traced her clit once, smirking when she tried to jolt and failed, only managing to tense her lower body. 'All you need to do is ask nicely." His fingertips brushed her inner lips, exploring her entrance but never penetrating it.

All she needed to do was the most humiliating thing ever. Dirty talk was not her thing, dirty talk with a stranger was absolutely out of question. Until now. She closed her eyes, as if it would change the fact that she was in his arms, completely naked and unmistakably wet.

"I. I want." The words dissolved on her tongue.

His nose was so close to her pulsing artery, inhaling the smell of her blood as it pumped faster than usual. " Yes?"

"Please.."

"Please what, love?" His hands were still torturing her sex, caressing it with the back of his fingers as she writhed in his embrace.

"Please touch me" She managed to utter, swallowing her pride.

"Oh but I am." His accented voice sang directly in her ear. "Can't you feel it?" Not so much.

"More"

"You'll have to be more specific, sweetheart." His index finger traced her slit, before circling the bundle of nerves. She could feel her clit swelling, begging to get some attention.

"Please touch my clit"

"Here we go. Now open your eyes and say it again" Her stomach crunched when she met his daring eyes, and she finally came to the conclusion that he wouldn't make it easy for her, I might as well make this faster.

"Please touch my-oh, oh my..” He finally pressed two fingers directly on her clit, sending a wave of pleasure powerful enough to reach her toes. "That's it, was it that difficult?" His tone of voice was clearly mocking but she couldn't care less at the moment. She frantically shook her head and rested it on his shoulder, eyes closed again. A series of "please" and "don't stop" kept him rubbing her pussy, alternating his speed between unbelievably fast and torturously slow. He kept He kept her onthe edge for so long just to hear her sweet pleas whenever she was about to reach an orgasm, just to slow down and tell her to "beg him better".

"I just don't think you actually need it that much, love."

He jokingly explained as he watched her face, sweaty and contorted, mouth opened in an 'O' shape as a waterfall of moans and sighs came out of it. She had long passed the part where she'd tried to suppress any erotic sound he had so easily evoked.

"Oh please, Klaus, please I do, I need to come, please."

He smiled at her words, gradually increasing his speed as he continued to rub her clit and now puffy lips, taking her to yet another peach. She gasped loudly when instead of just slowing down, denying her pussy probably for the tenth time, he swiftly inserted his entire middle finger to feel the way her walls contracted when she was about to come. The sudden intrusion had her pussy squeezing his digit as tight as it could, making him wonder just how it would react to his much bigger cock. I can't wait to be inside of vou.

He kept still as she adjusted to the new sensation, only moving when he felt her grip on him relaxing a bit. She was so wet it was easy to add a second finger without it bothering her, pushing both all the way in and starting a slow caress from the inside. He resumed rubbing her clit as a third finger entered her, to overcome the slightly painful stretch and keep her body relaxed in his. His speed gradually increased, and consequently her cries of pleasure, until he was effectively fingerfucking her and she was screaming like a pornstar.

"Open your eyes, love. I want you to look in the mirror."

The sight was shocking and arousing at the same time, his hand was fingering her so fast that she couldn't actually see its shape, the friction making her cunt tremble from the inside as if it was having an electric shock.

This time, when he stopped, leaving her walls visibly closing around the air, she couldn't help the frustrated scream that came out of her mouth, nor the useless jerking in his grip, which only made him laugh at her.

"What's wrong, love? Did you say anything?"

Bastard. She hated him so much in that moment. Not only was he manipulating her into doing all of this, but he wasn't even making it enjoyable for her.

However, that thought wasn't as strong as the need to have a release, which had her completely loose control, making her sound like a horny slut.

"Please…please I beg you- need to- please I.. just-make me come please- it.. I can't take…. nymore-please Klaus-beginning..please.let me come, please." He smiled in victory as he listened to her pleading, never giving her peace, but keeping one finger still at her entrance, casually dipping it in and retracting when her desperate pussy would try to close around it. "You want to come for your Master, huh?"

"Yes, oh plea- yes, I-my. pussy- please let me…. come for you- I need to come so bad-I.."

"And you will." He offered her his right hand, drenched in her juices, and she didn't waste a second before enveloping his long fingers and sucking them clean. "On my cock."

The new information had moaning around his fingers, while pressing her bare ass against his rock-hard shaft behind it, shamelessly inviting him to take action, and he knew he had broken her walls down, dignity long forgotten, and gotten himself a brand new slave.

**********

A./N. I'm such a bitch for ending it here, I know. It's been two months since the last update, so I sincerely hope the wait was worth; I put a lot of etfort into this one, hopefully it came out nice.

Anyways, next one will see King Klaus having fun with one of our TVD girls, can you guess who?

Also, votes and comments really motivate me, so I don't wanna sound desperate but pleeeease, I beg you to leave something.

#fanfic #imagines #the vampire diaries #tv series #fanfiction #joseph morgan #the originals #klaus mikaelson #niklaus mikaelson #compulsions #vampires #smut #the vampire diaries smut #the originals imagine #the originals smut #klaus x reader #klaus mikaelson smut

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boldlyvoid · 3 years

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❤️🤢 reader is on her period and feeling just awful and spence comforts and takes care of her (only if you're comfortable with this of course!!)

congrats on 800!!

i'm on my period rn so I actually needed this lmao thank you

TW: periods in realistic detail!! blood tw, hurt/comfort

When she wakes up she knows it’s going to be bad, she gathers all her courage while still cuddled into her boyfriend and slowly, Carefully… she tries to make her way out of bed without unleashing the gates of hell between her legs.

She has been laying for over 8 hours, her period was mad at her like most morning’s when mother nature visited. When she stands it all wants to leave her, and she cups her underwear with her hand and runs to the bathroom.

She wakes Spencer while doing so, he’s wondering why she’s acting so weird so early, but he’ll never understand the panic of rushing to the bathroom before the red river flows down your legs. She makes it in time, she’s in there forever cleaning up and now she needs to go back into her room for another pair of underwear but she doesn’t want to tell him. It’s a lot for a new boyfriend to handle.

“Are you okay?” He knocks on the door lightly, “do you need anything?”

“You can come in,” she says softly.

He finds her sitting on the toilet with no underwear on, hand covering her modesty, “can you get me a new pair of underwear? Like a regular cut, period underwear that I wear?”

“Sure,” he nods enthusiastically and rushes back into her room.

She can hear him in her drawers, he comes back with 3 pairs, “I didn’t know if you’d want a dark pair or not so I brought colour options.”

She smiles, taking a dark purple pair and reaching for some pads she keeps organized by the toilet. She slides them up to her knees before putting a pad on and he watches in silence, she’s careful and makes sure it’s in the right place before standing again and then she's making sure it’s laying flat in all the right spots.

“Sorry,” she mummers, “it’s gross.”

“No it’s not,” he shakes his head, “it’s really cool that your body can make a child and when you don’t, it has to get rid of everything it stored for said child.”

“Yeah, but it’s gross to deal with,” she smiles, washing her hands in the sink before grabbing a towel and walking back into her room. “Sometimes I have to sleep on a towel or blanket, and sometimes when I stand after sleeping it’s really bad.”

“Can I cuddle into you or is that going to be uncomfortable?” He asks as he sits back down on his side.

“We can cuddle, just don’t squeeze me too hard,” she laughs, laying back and pulling him in. “Thanks for not being weirded out by that.”

“I love you, and that includes the mess,” he whispers, “Do you need anything else; medicine, water, heating pad?”

She smiles back and pulls him into her chest, “a cuddle will be just fine.”

#periods tw #spencer reid #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid fanfiction #blurb #800 celebration

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ajii-i · 3 years

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just wanted to drop this: mean!dabi stealing your underwear, cumming in the, and forcing you to wear them. love you 😁

—🕷

did you know i had a thing for dabi or..? because rn i’m having a heart attack 😁.

but you’re absolutely correct. i mean, dabi stealing your underwear was already a regular thing: he’d take them off of you before you both went into a restaurant to eat, when you went around your family, and he’d always keep them after sex.

but more recently he’d steal your underwear, masturbate with them, cum in them, and force you to wear them.

you obviously hated this at first because it would be too uncomfortable and it would drip down your legs. dabi didn’t really care because you’re gonna do what i say when i say it.

so it’s become a regular habit. and maybe sometimes he’d slip a vibrator in you and make you cum and then at the end of the night, he’d eat you out with yours and his cum mixed!

#anime #ajii.originals👁#ajii.drabbles👅#ajii.ask💬#bnha dabi #dabi smut #bnha #my hero academia #dabi my hero academia #🕷.anon!!

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dervampireprince · 2 years

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Hey, I’m not saying this to be rude cause your content is great! But when people are scrolling the Viktor x reader tag, your nsfw 18+ post of your Viktor cosplay wearing lacy underwear is not hidden behind a keep reading tab so anyone who is scrolling, including minors, are seeing that without having time to either not look at it at all, or scroll away. Not saying this to be a hater, just thought you should know.

okay i guess i need people's feedback on that then because that wasn't something i was aware i had to / was supposed to do. i've never seen anyone else do it. i understand because it is suggestive content and it's out there in hashtags and search results, though there is also drawings of uncensored nsft art in the same tag and i've not seen anyone send asks to fanartists doing that. if you go in the viktor or jayvik tag on twitter its so much uncensored graphic n-sfw art. my stuff doesn't have any genitalia in it, but yes i only want people 18+ to interact with it. i tag things for people who follow me and are 18+ and want to see the viktor content, makes it easier for them to search through my blog. i do tag with nsft tags so if people have them blacklisted it wouldn't show up for them. i completely understand your point and it's honestly not something i even thought about because half the time my posts don't show up in tags anyway because tumblr just blocks them. i understand there's a difference between a nsft fic being in the tag and images/gifs. i certainly don't want the arcane fandom or arcane hashtags to become uncomfortable for anyone because my content is in there and they don't want to see it. i don't really understand the example of a keep reading tag because you can't use that with image posts? but i take your point. i suppose i also didn't think because all my arcane n-sfw writing and audio posts are under the same hashtag and i kept using them without thinking, thinking that well there's full on naked sex art in the tag so my fully clothed but just a little suggestive might not be a problem. if i had been in anyway nude or engaging in sexual acts i would not have tagged them with fandom tags for sure. i guess i didn't about it because they're much more like boudoir photos and aren't actual p*rn . i think they'll always be a problem of more adult themed content being in general tags. maybe if we all agreed to use #arane-nsft or something idk. other fandoms like undertale have had their own unique nsft tags because there were a lot of children in that fandom and people didn't want 18+ drawings and fanfic to show in it so they tagged it #undertail instead.

i've deleted the hashtags from the post. it may still show up under some searches because sometimes tumblr detects the words in the text body of the post and not just the words used in the hashtags. in future then would everyone prefer when it's cosplay photos for me to post them as text posts with a description of what photos are underneath the cut and then it's up to you to open the post? you can't have more than one image/gif in a row in text posts so might break the usual formatting a little, but then it would be sort of censored in a way?

#all this is /gen by the way i'm not annoyed at you i hope that doesnt come across #the vampire answers

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Convince Her

Requested fic by anon. (If you have any fic ideas or requests you'd like me to write, you can leave me an ask!)

Book: Queen B

Pairing: Veronica Lombardi x MC (Bea Hughes)

Genre: Fluff but like, a little smutty and angsty?

Rating: Uh... NSFW 🤭 Sexual scenes, strong language

Word Count: 6,793 (explains why I took so long doesn’t it)

A/N: Things seem to be going great with Veronica and MC but when V is forced to choose between MC and her online presence, things get a little bumpy. This is a continuation of Influence Her. This took me so long and so much energy and effort I wanna die 😭 I’ve been writing the whole day so if some parts are off, I’m sorry, I’m a little loopy rn. Anyway, V stans, come get y’all’s feast!

Tag list: @ineedskyecrandall @kamilahsayeet2063 @avalawrencefl @lovekamilahsayeed @thequeenkamilahsayeed @heygmicheelle @djtjsmith14 @jjlover01 @soft-for-drake @dopeyouth @alexroyard @satrinadia @toalltheboysididntlove @mypegasifly @samanthadalton @playallthechoices @queensayeed @fundamentalromantic (lmk if anyone would like to be included or removed in my next fics and if you only want to be tagged for certain pairings.)

2nd 'Date'

"Where are you going?" Zoey asked curiously, eyeing me up and down as I approached the living room.

"Uh, the library, why?" I said, fidgeting uncomfortably.

I definitely was not going to the library but she didn't need to know that.

"The library, huh, babe?" she said skeptically and stood up from the sofa, walking towards me. "Right, to the library... wearing your push-up bra and that sexy perfume of yours."

"Um, yeah?"

"You're definitely not sneaking off to meet a certain someone, hm?" she hummed.

"I have no idea what you're talking about," I played dumb, pretending to busy myself by checking my bag. "I'm just going to... read..."

My roommate started circling me, gazing at my outfit that was the farthest thing from anything anyone would wear to stare at words on some pages.

Why did I say the library? I groaned and cussed inwardly at myself.

"So you're not gonna meet this special someone who so happens to be the queen of social media and is ranked top three in Belvoire and is one of the hottest persons here and also has the hots for you and grew on you only after the first date and made out with you outside our suite, which, I heard everything, by the way, and made you day dream about her for the past few weeks and-"

"I did not daydream about her!" I said defensively then immediately, my eyes widened.

"Oh? So you do know who I'm talking about."

I stayed silent, contemplating my next words as she stared at me.

"I'm talking about one Veronica Lombardi."

"I know who you're talking about," I snapped.

Zoey giggled and gave me a pat on the cheek. "Aww, look at you, scoring a second date with Vivi."

"It's not a date! We're just hanging out."

"Ah, so you are going out with her!"

I bit my lip and sighed. "So what if I am?"

"Eek! I'm so happy for my bestie!"

She crushed me in a hug and which took me aback and left me gasping for air.

"Thanks... Zo...!" I struggled to get out.

"Okay, okay," she pulled back and smooth out my clothes, pushing me towards the door. "Go get your girl!"

"She's not my-"

"Yeah, yeah, we've been through this before, now go!"

I smiled, shaking my head at Zoey before stepping out.

"Oh, and Bea?"

"Yeah?" I turned to look at her.

"If you're gonna shove your tongue down her throat against the door, try not to be so loud this time, okay?"

I grabbed a pen from the side table by the door and chucked it at her. "Zo!"

She clutched her stomach laughing as the pen bounced off her shoulder harmlessly.

"Bye, babe! Have fun," she blew me a kiss as I finally walked out.

~*~*~

5th Date

"Oh! Veronica!"

"I love it when you moan my name," she groaned against my neck where she was left aggressive nips and kisses, no doubt leaving her mark on me. I felt her smirk against my skin. "You sound so hot."

We found ourselves in her car after our date at the park. And yeah, yeah, I admit, it was a date. What was meant to be a sweet, innocent kiss turned into a heated make out session with me on her lap and her hands on my ass, guiding me to move against her.

I ground myself harder into her, her words making me whimper and encouraging me even further. Her lips travelled further down to the exposed skin of my chest that was left uncovered by my buttoned shirt, leaving kisses.

"Mm, V! I need to feel your lips on mine."

My hands that were wrapped around her neck brought her face up to mine and I smashed my lips against hers in a fiery passion. She moaned against my lips and I felt a shot of heat rush through my body at the gorgeous sound, making me groan in return.

I felt a hand slip down to my thigh, giving it a squeeze while the other moved around my waist and pulled me closer into her. She bit my lower lip, making me shiver in her arms.

"Oh, you like that, huh, beautiful?" she teased with a smile.

The hand that was on my thigh quickly moved around to give me a sharp slap on the backside. I collapsed onto her, gasping as I felt myself getting soaked, still grinding against her.

"You liked that too, hm?" she said cockily. "Such a naughty girl."

"God, you're so annoying," I grumbled between breaths and straightened up. "You talk to much!"

I forced her head into my cleavage where she hummed and immediately began nipping at the skin that wasn't covered by my bra. "Thank fuck I found a way to shut you up."

I felt her chuckle against my chest as her hand on my thigh crept up under my skirt, massaging as she went. It approached dangerously close to where I wanted her the most and I was sure she could feel the heat radiating from between my legs. I squeezed them together, wanting to some sort of pressure against my center.

"Please, V," I whined. "I need you to touch me. I need to feel you."

She lifted her face from my breast. "Touch you? Where?" she responded playfully, smiling. Her hand grabbed onto my thigh. "Here?" Then moved up to cup my chest. "Or here?" And then further up to my next to clutch at my throat. "Or did you mean here?"

"Fuck you," I cussed at her but with a grin, grasping her hand and brought it down between my thighs, gasping when her hand made contact with my damp panties under my skirt. "Here."

She kissed along my jaw and made her way up to my ear where she bit my earlobe and whispered huskily into my ear, "You're so wet for me, beautiful."

I let out a loud moan when I felt her hand slip into my underwear, working her hand back and forth. "I've wanted this since we first hung out together."

"Not since you first saw me?" Veronica spoke teasingly into my ear. Her fingers moved faster and I threw my head back with my eyes closed, panting hard.

"No comment," I managed to get out even though my thoughts were clouded in desire and pleasure wrecked my body.

"Looks like you're gonna have to wait a little longer," she smirked and took her hand away. I whimpered from the lost of contact and glared daggers at her.

"What?!"

"What?" she asked back laughing, casually taking her fingers in her mouth.

"You're such a jerk!" I slapped her shoulders in disbelief. "Why can't you just finish me off?"

"Where's the fun in that?"

"God, you're insufferable!" I huffed and got off of her, plopping myself back onto the passenger's seat.

"Aww, you're adorable when you're mad," she cooed and pinched my cheek. "I promise to make it up to you."

I swatted her hand away but felt myself start smiling. "You better watch out, Lombardi. Next time is gonna be hell for you."

She looked at me in the eyes and the intensity in them did nothing to calm my libido.

"Why are you threatening me with a good time, darling?"

I rolled my eyes at her even though I could feel the heat creep up to my cheeks. "I'm gonna tease you till you're begging me to stop."

"And what if I do the same?" She moved in closer to me.

"Then I'd say," I whispered, our lips skimming each other's, not quite touching. "Game on."

~*~*~

8th DATE

"I still can't believe you brought me to an arcade! I haven't been to one since I was a kid."

"You and me both," Veronica laughed as she grabbed my hand, making my heart leap. "I haven't been here in years!"

We played a bunch of games, trying to outdo the other by seeing how many tickets we could get from the same machine. I clutched the heap we won so far in one arm as I giggled along with her, letting her lead me to the next arcade machine. "I definitely won that last one."

"No way! I swear you were cheating."

"How would I cheat at skeeball?" I laughed.

"Maybe you leaned in closer when I wasn't looking!"

"That wouldn't help at all. Plus, I saw you staring at me the entire time." I looked at her pointedly with a brow raised.

"You have no proof."

We laughed and I moved my arm to wrap around her bicep. "What do you think we can get with all these tickets?"

"Plenty of stuff, but we aren't done yet," she glanced back at me with that familiar mischievous glint in her eyes.

"V... What else do you have planned?" I asked cautiously.

"You'll see."

"Are you gonna get us into trouble?"

She gave me a lazy grin. "Maybe."

She brought me to a machine at the corner of the arcade. It was decorated with rockets and stars and anything else to do with space. There was barely anyone around since it was a weekday but this side of the place was completely deserted.

"No one comes to this part 'cuz it's supposedly the hardest games to win tickets," she laughed, shaking her head. "I honestly can't believe it's still here after all this time."

"What do you mean?"

"I'll explain later, right now, I'm gonna tell you what you have to do."

She lead me a few paces away from the machine. "Okay, so I'm gonna do a little tinkering and I'm gonna walk away. After a while, it's just gonna start spurting out a bunch of tickets, so you just gotta take 'em and leave."

"Wait, what-"

But she already started walking towards the machine. She shot me a wink over her shoulder and placed a finger over her lips.

She nonchalantly looked at the machine, inspecting it from different angles. She bent down and reached behind it then under, fumbling around until she finally stood up. She gave it a hard jerk and the machine gave out a loud whirr.

"Hey, you! Stop!"

We both whirled around to see a worker pointing at Veronica and rushing towards her.

She ran past me, smiling. "Well, that looks like my cue to leave!"

"Oi! Get back here!" the worker shouted and started racing after her around the arcade while she laughed joyfully.

I had to stifle my giggles behind a fist as I watched the scene unfold.

God, this was amusing.

Veronica sprinted out of the building and apparently the worker had enough of chasing her. He returned to the machine and gave it a brief check before walking away.

Soon enough, it started shooting out a long stream of tickets that seemed never-ending. I quickly started gathering them in my arms that were already full of the tickets we won.

'V!' I sent her a quick text. 'Get your ass back here!'

She sent me the laughing emoji and I rolled my eyes at the screen but I couldn't help but let out a small smile.

'Alright, alright, I'm gonna try and sneak back in.'

A few minutes later, Veronica was back by my side and helping me stuff all the tickets into a bag which I had no idea where it came from.

"Where did you even get this?"

"I came prepared," was all she said.

I just shook my head at her as the machine continued to spit out the tickets.

After what seemed like forever, it finally stopped and we walked away, giggling and pretending like nothing happened.

"Where did you learn how to do that?

"My brother and I used to do this when we were younger," she explain and reached to hold my free hand. My stomach filed with butterflies as she intertwined our fingers together and I smiled. "We used to come to this very arcade. He taught me how to rig the machine and soon enough, we started doing this every other week. It was our version of bonding time." Veronica smiled at the memory and looked at me.

"I didn't know I've been going out with a felon," I teased.

"Nah, think of it like a Robin Hood situation."

"You gave the tickets to other kids?"

"When we were feeling generous."

"And how often was that?"

"I'm not at liberty to say."

I laughed at her, giving her an amused look as we made our way to the redemption prize centre and looked at the wide range of selection for us to choose from.

"What would you like?" V turned to me and asked.

"Hmm, why don't you pick out something for me?"

She snaked an arm around my waist and bring me into her, making me lose my train of thought for a moment. "You sure about that?" She kissed my cheek.

"Mm, I'm regretting it now."

"Too late," she spoke. She spun me around and instructed me to close my eyes and ears.

"But why?"

"'Cuz I want to surprise you."

I groaned but complied. "This is dumb," I muttered.

"You're just no fun."

"What's that?" I shouted, pretending I didn't hear her. "Did you say something? Sorry, my ears are covered."

She laughed and stepped in front of me, holding the prize behind her back.

"What is it?"

She pulled it out and held it up to my face, grinning proudly at me.

"A board game?"

"For our next date," she explained.

My heart burst with joy at her words. While I was sure it was already a given that we'd have more dates in the future, it was so sweet to see her already thinking about our next one already.

"You're just begging to get your ass kicked again, huh? Today wasn't enough?"

She waved a hand at me. "Pft, as if. I let you win today. Next time, no mercy."

"Is that so?" I moved in closer to her.

"Mhm," she hummed. "Why don't we make things more interesting."

"I'm listening," I whispered and took her hips in my hands, bringing her closer into me.

"The winner has to punish the loser, however they see fit," she smirked.

"I like that idea. You better get ready to lose, Lombardi."

Her face moved closer to mine. "In your dreams, Hughes."

Right before our lips met, we heard a shout that made us jump back.

"You!" It was the worker from earlier.

"Time to get out of here," V tapped me on the shoulder and held onto my wrist.

We both ran out of the arcade, hand-in-hand, giggling as the man shouted after us. I looked at Veronica and saw a child-like gleam in her eyes which was absolutely adorable. It was obviously she used to get up to trouble when she was a kid. Thrill ran through my body as we ran along the sidewalk under the night sky and I could feel the adrenaline pumping in me.

Eventually, we stopped running and looked back. We stared at each other, breathing hard and then doubled over laughing.

I glanced over at her to find her smiling back at me with that heart-stopping smile of hers.

And in that moment I realised, I really liked Veronica Lombardi.

~*~*~

12th DATE!

"Come here."

I grabbed the collar of her shirt and tugged her into me then pushing her up against the wall.

"Yes ma'am," she teased and pressed our lips together. One of my hands tangled in her hair while the other fumbled around, searching for the door knob of my dorm.

"Zoey isn't in?" she asked against my lips.

"Don't know, don't care."

I pushed myself further into her and ran my hand up under her shirt and over her chest, making her groan.

"Why didn't we go to my room then?"

"Mine's closer," I whispered hurriedly as the door clicked open. "And I need you now."

I pushed Veronica past the door, never breaking off the kiss.

"Hey, ba- Oh!" Zoey stopped herself in surprise.

I walked Veronica back to the direction of my room, hands never leaving each other's bodies and lips never parting.

"I'm guessing you guys had a good date, then," Zoey added.

We crashed into the kitchen counter on the way to my room. Veronica's hand were all over me as she kissed her way down my neck.

"Mm!"

"Good to know, babe," Zoey replied.

I ignored her and finally pushed V towards my room, finally making our way past the door.

"Have fun you two," my roommate said jokingly as I shut the door behind us and shoved Veronica on the bed, straddling her.

We sure would.

~*~*~

"There she is!" Zoey cheered as I walked into our suite after class the next day.

"Uh, hey?"

"The sex was that good, huh?"

"Zo!"

"What?" she asked, laughing. "You're the one that barged in here groping and sucking the soul out of your girl as if I wasn't sitting on the couch or anything."

"I'm sorry!"

I was going to continue but she waved me off.

"I don't need to hear some lame excuse about how horny you were, I heard it all. Till an ungodly hour in the morning too like damn, you both really went at it, huh?"

"Zoey, please!" I groaned and hid my face behind my hands, heat making its way to my cheeks.

I walked towards the fridge and Zoey followed me.

"You're even walking a little funny," she giggled.

"Stoppppp!" I playfully shoved her even though I knew it was true 'cuz I still felt a little sore.

"Aw, no need to be shy! You definitely weren't last night," she smirked at me cheekily. "'Oh, V! Yes! Don't stop, please, god!'"

"That's it!" I walked off towards the direction of my bedroom. "Conversation is over."

"And then she went, 'Mmm! Bea, right there! Fuck!'" Zoey mimicked teasingly.

"Bye, Zo!" I said as I shut my room with her laughing her ass off.

~*~*~

Nth DATE!!!

I woke up to find myself wrapped up in a pair of strong arms. The familiar warmth and comfort of the embrace made me smile.

I felt the arms hug me tighter and a soft kiss was placed on my neck. I sighed in contentment and melted further into her clutch.

"G'morning, beautiful," I heard Veronica's sleepy voice whisper into my ear and my heart swelled.

"Morning, V," I yawned and turned in her arms to face her. She looked at me and smiled.

"What?" I giggled.

"Nothing, you just look really cute."

I felt my cheeks heat up. "God, V, it's too early in the morning for all your cheesiness."

"Cheesiness?" she laughed. "I'm not cheesy."

"You're like the cheesiet person I know."

"Well, even if I were, you're in my bed so it worked, didn't it?" She gave me a crooked grin.

My face was burning at this point. "You're unbelievable," I groaned but the smile on my face gave away my true emotion.

She smirked. "I know, you told me last night, remember?"

Flashbacks to the night before played in my mind and I felt my entire body get hot.

"Veronica!" I grabbed the pillow beside me and gave her a whack on the head with it as she laughed. I looked at the time on my phone and sighed. "I gotta go."

"Aw, c'mon," she said as I moved to sit up and stretched. I glanced back to find her eyes running up me down my bare back. "Can't I hold you a little longer?"

She crawled towards me and wrapped her arms around me from the back, resting her chin on my shoulder. I felt her whole body pressed up against back back as she held me tight.

"You know I wouldn't leave if I had the choice," I moved my head back to kiss her cheek.

"You going soft on me, Hughes?" she teased as I rolled my eyes.

"I could say the same about you, Lombardi."

Our lips met in a soft, sweet kiss but not longer after, I pulled back which made her groan.

"I know, I know," I said as I stood up. "But I have class soon."

Before I could take a step, Veronica pounced on me and wrapped me in a bone-crushing hug.

"Ahh! V!"

"You can't escape now!" she giggled and attacked me with kisses.

"V! Stop!" I laughed along with her.

"No!"

"Please!" I wheezed out. "I'll make it up to you later, I promise!"

"Promise?"

"Yes!"

"Fine," she said sadly as she reluctantly let go off me and as much as I was protesting, I was already regretting it and thinking twice about going to class.

"I'll see you later, okay?" I told her as I reached for my clothes, putting on my bra and underwear before reaching for my pants while she did the same.

"Mhm," she hummed.

"V? Where's my shirt?" I asked, looking around.

"I don't know...," she spoke in a low, mischievous tone that caused me to whip my head to look at her.

There she was, one hand on her hip and holding my shirt in the other. She looked at me with a cheeky glint in her eyes and a small smirk on her lips. "Wherever could it have gone?"

"V, give it back," I stepped in her direction and reached for it but she held it out of my reach.

"Give what back? I don't know what you're about." She jogged past me to the other side of her room and grinned at me.

"Oh, that's what we're doing, huh?" I quickly moved towards her but she evaded me and jumped onto the bed instead.

"You're gonna try harder than that," she laughed and jumped off the bed as I lunged after her.

I started chasing after her around the room, the both of us giggling like children playing a game of catch.

"Veronica! Come back here!"

"You wish, Hughes!"

Eventually, I managed to corner her against the wall.

"Got you now," I grinned at her, both hands pressed against the wall to trap her. "Give it back."

Veronica was holding my shirt up, still out of my reach. She gave me an entertained look and shook her head. "No."

I was about to retort when an idea popped into my mind.

"Fine," I said and moved away from her. She looked at me curiously as I walked to her closet and started rifling through her clothes.

"Are you gonna steal one of my shirts?" she asked in amusement.

"Yes, I am."

One particular sweater caught my attention. She always wore it whenever she invited me over to her room. I removed it from the hanger as Veronica crept up behind me to see what I had chosen.

"Seriously? My favourite sweater?"

"Yup!" I tossed it over my head and felt the comfy fabric envelope my body. It smelt just like her which made me smile. "I think it's only fair. Since you're not planning on giving back my shirt, I'm gonna take your sweater then."

"Y'know what, darling?" she asked and pulled me into her, hand still holding onto my shirt. "I think it's a pretty fair trade."

"You do, hm?" I said teasingly. "Why don't we seal the deal with a kiss?"

Her arms wrapped around my neck as I brought her closer to me by the waist. She gave me a brash smile. "Just say you want to kiss me."

"Shut up."

Our lips met in a slow, tender kiss and suddenly, I didn't care that I was running late for class.

~*~*~

Aftermath...

"Veronica!" I heard a shrill voice shout from outside my room a while after Bea left.

I sighed and shouted back, "What do you want, Poppy?"

"Let me in!"

I groaned and got off my bed to open the door for her, knowing she would just scream until I let her in anyway.

"Yes?" I questioned, clearly annoyed.

She brushed past me and entered my room. An angel walked out only for the devil to come in. She turned to face me and crossed her arms. "We need to talk."

"About?"

She rolled her eyes. "Farmsville, duh!"

"Bea, you mean."

"Aw how cute," she mocked with a jeer. "Protecting your little girlfriend."

"Cut the crap, Pops. What is it?"

"Break off whatever fling you have going on with Bea," she said her name with distaste on her lips, cutting right to the chase.

I scoffed. "Why would I do that?"

"When was the last time you vlogged? Or live-streamed?" Poppy asked, ignoring my question.

I paused for a while. "Almost a week ago."

"A week, V. A week," she tsked and pretended to busy herself with the makeup on my dresser. "You used to do it all the time. Speaking of, why haven't you been vlogging or live-streaming your stupid dates? Embarrassed the Veronicats would find out their precious Vivi Lombardi is dating some farmgirl?"

"Oh, but you know Bea isn't just some farmgirl, don't you, Pops?" I smirked, challenging her. "You know Bea is coming for your crown, and fast. You're threatened by her."

I saw her shoulders tense in anger, as if she was gonna blow her lid as she scoffed defensively, "I am not!" She cleared her throat and spoke calmly, "Anyway, you're avoiding my question, V. Afraid to tell the truth?"

"For privacy," I said deadpanned but that wasn't true. If I had it my way, I would've told the Veronicats all about Bea since our first date but I promised her I wouldn't vlog and although it's been months since then, I didn't want to go back on my word even though I was sure Bea would definitely be okay with it.

"You among all people should know there's no such thing as privacy for social media stars," Poppy mocked.

"What's your point?" I asked, getting frustrated.

"My point," she whipped her head around to look at me. "Is that she's a distraction. No wonder you've barely had the attention you used to from your followers. Poor them, too."

I squinted at her. "You don't care about my followers. You never did, you only cared that so many people would listen to me. And in return listened to you. I know why you became friends with me, if we can even call it that, so don't pretend for a second you give a fuck about me or them."

"Oh, so you aren't as mindless as you seem," she raised a brow at me.

"I'm not stupid, Poppy."

"Well, you definitely seem to play that role well."

My jaw clenched in annoyance but I was determined to not give her the satisfaction of knowing it.

"But this benefits you, too, V," she continued in a condescending tone. "If she's gone, you can focus on your," she waved her hand, looking for the right word. "Career."

"You must have gone insane if you think I'm buying your bullshit for even a second."

"Oh, but you will."

"What is that suppose to mean?" I raised a brow at her, tired of games.

"You'll cut things off with Farmsville because if you don't," she paused, giving me a malicious smile. "I'll expose Veronica Lombardi for the fraud she is."

And suddenly, my entire body went cold.

~*~*~

"Veronica!" I heard that familiar voice I've been longing to hear for the past week call out to me and my heart wrenched.

It had only been a week but I missed Bea like nothing I've ever felt before. On top of that, there was also the guilt and shame of ignoring her instead of talking to her like what I should have done.

I wanted to run away on instinct but I forced myself to stay put. I've never felt so unsure in my life which was such a strange feeling since I always knew what I wanted. But this time, what I wanted was a little bit more complicated.

I closed my eyes and exhaled slowly, bracing myself to face her.

"Hey, Bea," I said awkwardly as I turned to look at her which made me even shudder. God, this so wasn't like me.

She looked at me weirdly for a second before concern took over her face which only me feel worse.

"Is everything okay?" Her brows creased as she spoke, her tone laced with worry. "You haven't been replying any of my calls or texts."

"I... I'm so sorry," my voice cracked and I gulped.

"V, what happened?"

The guilt was eating away at me and I couldn't hold it in any longer especially with the way she was looking at me. I looked around and remembered we were still outside the lecture hall.

"Can we talk somewhere private?"

She took me to her room and sat me down on her bed.

"Okay, what is it, Veronica?"

I steeled myself and looked her in the eyes. Then, I spilled everything Poppy said to me. By the time I was done, I expected to scream at me. To shout and cuss at me, to tell me to go to hell and that she never wanted to see my face again. To accuse me of leading her on and using her.

But instead, she was quiet.

I searched her face, looking for a reaction, any reaction, and where I expected to find anger and rage, I found something much worse.

Hurt and disappointment.

"Bea..."

"Veronica, no," she said firmly. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"I'm sorry, I didn't know how to," I said lamely. 'Cuz honestly, how was I suppose to tell the girl you liked and have been seeing for months that you were torn between choosing her and your follower count? Even thinking about it made me cringe but that's what it was.

"God, V," she spoke sadly. "I don't even care that you're having trouble choosing between me and your followers. I know how hard you've worked for them just to throw it all away." She looked away. "I'm upset that you didn't even think to come to me to tell me about what was happening."

And I felt a million times worse than I already did.

"Bea..."

"I could've helped you. Don't you trust me?" her voice cracked. She stood up, not looking at me but I stood with her. "'Cuz I trusted you. And if Poppy pulled some shit like this on me I would've told you. I wouldn't even think twice about it."

I didn't respond. I didn't know how to. It wasn't that I didn't trust her, I just didn't know how to face her.

"Of course I trust you! I was just worried!"

"Worried about what?"

I bit my lip, wondering how I should phrase it. "That you wouldn't understand."

She scoffed and turned to face me. "Yeah, so much for trusting me, right? You didn't even give me a chance."

I knew she was right. "I'm sorry," was all I could say.

"That's all you have to say?" she asked, disappointed. She crossed her arms and shook her head, groaning. "God, I should've known better."

"What? What are you saying?" I asked warily.

"Of course you were too good to be true. I should've seen it. I knew there had to be a reason I didn't like you when I first saw you." She stepped towards me, tears streaming down her face. "And this was probably why. You run away as soon as things get bumpy and ignore it. So goodbye, Veronica."

Her words were like a knife slicing through me. Piercing and jabbing at my soul but I deserved it. She pointed towards her door, not even wanting to look at me and I felt my heart start to shatter.

"Bea, please, let me explain."

"Explain what? About how I was I fool to think I meant more to you? About how I would've told you everything but you didn't even tell me about this? Save it!" she spat. "I don't want to hear it."

"Please, let me make it up to you," I begged. "Please, Bea."

She sighed. "How?"

"This past week was hell for me. I felt like absolute crap. And I know how that must have felt for you too and I'm sorry. I know it must have been frustrating being left in the dark."

"I was just so worried for you," she admitted in a small voice that made me want to kick myself.

"And I can't apologise enough for it," I continued and stepped closer to her. "And I'm not just saying that, I really do mean it. It killed me, not talking to you for the past week and I know I'm the only one to blame for that. But I felt guilty and ashamed but mostly, I felt so lost. Ever since I started spending time with you, you were like a light guiding me even if you didn't realise it. I opened up more to you than I ever had with anyone and I was becoming more comfortable showing the real me to others. And if there's anything I learnt in the past week, I'm ready, Bea. I'm ready to show my followers who I am."

I cautiously raised my hand to cup her cheek, afraid she would slap my hand away or pull back but she didn't. My palm met her face in a soft caress and I felt butterflies in my stomach. I wiped away her tears with my thumb as I spoke. "And I also learnt that I really like you Bea. Much more than I expected to. And I would give it all up for you. Of course I'm proud of what I've worked for but what's the point if I lose my happiness because of it? And you, Bea Hughes, are my happiness."

She looked at me, her piercing brown eyes bore into mine and I tried pleading with them to her, to show her how honest my words were, how I meant it all.

After what seemed like eternity, she rolled her eyes and breath out, "And you say you aren't cheesy."

Relief washed over my entire body and I let out a huge sigh.

"I gotta do what I gotta do to get you back don't I?"

"God, don't you ever stop?"

I gave her a small smile, feeling incredibly thankful. "Not if I can help it."

She pulled me into her and hugged me, resting her head on my shoulder. I felt chills run through my body as I rubbed her back.

"And for the record," she whispered quietly. "I like you a lot too, V."

My heart leapt in my chest at her declaration and I was so happy, I could cry. "Thank you, beautiful."

"So what are you planning to do now."

I closed my eyes and rested my head against hers.

"Expose myself before that bitch does it first."

~*~*~

"Are you ready?" she asked me as we stepped onto the courtyard. She looked at me to be certain. "Are you sure you want to this?"

I smiled at het softly and took her hand to give it a reassuring squeeze before letting go. I couldn't express how grateful I was that she still by my side. "More than anything if it means I get to be with you."

We walked side-by-side to the middle of campus where a screaming Poppy was scolding a poor freshman for something stupid, no doubt.

"Hey, Glorified Barbie, over here!" I shouted at her.

She shot me a glare. "What the hell did you say to me?"

"Oh, so you do know I'm talking about you then," I laughed.

A crowd started to gather around us and my heart started racing but there was no backing down now. I had to do this. I looked at Chloe who was among the crowd. She held up my phone, live-streaming to my followers the shit storm that was about to happen.

Poppy turned red in the face and noticed Bea standing beside me. "For fuck sakes, V! Are you really gonna throw away all your years of pretending online just for that?" She pointed at Bea with a disgusted scowl on her face. "You must be dumber than I thought."

I was about to shoot back a snide remark in Bea's defense but I felt her hand lightly touch my arm. She knew what I was thinking and shook her head, reminding me not to get distracted from the actual reason we were here.

"If anything, Pops, you're the dumb one here." I stepped closer to her. "I have to admit, you got me there for a second. You really made me believe you had power over me. But you underestimate how loyal and understanding my followers are." I looked into the camera of my phone. "And if they aren't, then I don't think I want them."

"Veronica, you stupid cow! What the hell do you think you're doing?"

"Oh, am I making you mad Poppy? That you you have nothing to hold over me anymore?" I taunted her with a smirk, no doubt infuriating her more. "That you can't control my followers anymore either?"

"This is ridiculous!"

"You heard it here first, Veronicats!" I grinned into the camera, finally feeling free. " Veronica Lombardi isn't who you think she is." I turned to Bea and my face soften looking at how proud she was of me. "Consider this my first step of rebranding."

I held out my hand to Bea and she gladly accepted it with a smile on her face.

"And one more thing," I said and held eye contact with the fuming bitch across the lawn. "Fuck you, Poppy!" I flipped her off and the crowd surrounding us gasped as I tugged Bea into a passionate kiss. One of my arms wrapped around her neck while the other cupped her face, my thumb gently stroking her cheek while hers was pulling me into her by the waist.

Among the sea of people, I heard Zoey whooping and cheering for us. "Hell yeah, babe! Get it!" And just like that, everyone started clapping and cheering along.

I felt Bea start laughing against my lips and I smiled into the kiss. I pulled back to grin rakishly at Poppy who was about to blow her lid off. Her face was red and she stomped her feet in anger. "Veronica! Stop this nonsense right now!"

"Or what? You'll expose me? Oh, wait!"

Bea and I giggled as Poppy shouted, "You better watch your fucking back! Both you and Farmsville! This isn't over!"

"Oh but it is, Pops!" I called out after her. "You have nothing over me now, so go find someone else to blackmail and manipulate!"

She lets out a shriek as she stormed off, leaving us in laughing in each other's arms with a crowd of supporters behind us. I walked towards Chloe and thanked her before taking back my phone to address my online audience.

"Well, Veronicats, there you have it," I gave them a winning smile, trying my best not to look at the comment I was currently being bombarded with. "I know you have a lot of questions right now, so leave 'em and I'll answer them in a Q&A later." I signed off in a much calm and collected manner than the usual high-energy outros I would give them. It was a small step but for the first time in years, I felt like I could finally breathe again.

I made my way back to Bea's side where the crowd started to dissipate.

"Well, you did it!" she cheered with a huge grin as she encircled me in her arms. "I'm so proud of you!"

"Thank you, beautiful." I placed a kiss on her forehead and brought her closer into me to hug her tight, resting my cheek against hers.

"Are you scared?"

"Oh, I'm terrified," I laughed and she giggled along. "But having you by my side definitely helps."

I heard her scoff but her felt her cheek become warm against my own. "Cheesy Veronica is back at it again I see."

"But seriously," I whispered into her ear. "Thank you so much. For everything."

I felt her squeeze me. "Thank you for choosing me."

"You're worth it," I sighed. I thought about all the backlash I would get, from my manager, my followers, the haters, the general public, everyone. I think about all the followers and subscribers and support I'd lose and yet, nothing would be as bad as losing Bea.

So despite my worries and fears, my greatest comfort was in my arms and no matter what happened next, I knew I could face it with her.

"You'll always be worth it."

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Word count: 1790

Cameos: Graham Norton and Daniel Radcliffe (don’t ask why)

Synopsis: Running late to her interview on the Graham Norton show, she arrives wearing a latex dress and having to give a good excuse on why she’s wearing something that’s considered heavily sexual; only one person on the lounge knows the true reason and that’s Henry Cavill.

Original a/n: X

A/N: Let’s see how this one works….might even be a pre-hype for chapter 6 of Uncomfortable . Also, sound note, due to researching bdsm I got hyper curious; I’m an outsider looking in and my knowledge of bdsm is purely from research and not uh...being in..yeah...

Warning: P*RN! (I’m kidding!! Or am I?). Fingering (male giving/female receiving), hand job (female attempting to give/male receiving), daddy/princess/ naughty girl/baby being used.

I’m not sure if this will be a one off or if I’ll keep going….so until than..hopefully enjoy.

For your listening pleasure: Spotify playlist.

“Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome Y/N” Graham Norton said as he stood up.

The two male guests turned their attention to the back entrance of the stage; watching as she walked out.

“I’m so sorry I’m late” She hugged Graham.

“Look at you” Graham wasn’t sure what to think of her in her black thigh length latex dress.

She blushed a little as Graham lead her over to the two other guests. She stepped towards Daniel Radcliffe “Oh my god, hi” She almost squealed as they hugged.

“Hi” Daniel was used to fans eagerly meeting him for the first time.

She stepped back; she was hesitant to interact with him. They were each other’s secret, he was the reason she was dressed like this.

“Hi” She smiled at Henry Cavill.

Henry carefully hugged her “Hi” he tried to hold back his words.

The three of them sat down; Graham looked down at his cue cards.

“So, I have to ask. What’s with the dress?” Graham looked up at her as she tried to get comfortable on the lounge without flashing the world her underwear.

She placed her hands over the skirt half of her dress; She turned her attention to Graham, Henry was intrigued to hear her reason. “Well, it’s part of the reason I was late.”

Henry kept his poker face on as she tried to avoid his gaze.

“Well, a friend of mine had their birthday party. Her theme of the party was leather and latex”

Graham and Daniel’s eyes widened.

Henry attempted to hold his composure. Is that what she’s calling it? He thought to himself.

“The guys had to dress in leather and the girls had to dress in latex. Unfortunately, I also forget about the time it takes to get from the party to here and didn’t have a chance to change clothes. So” She gave an awkward this is what you get shrug.

Henry was surprised to see how calm she was acting with her response. He had realised that she hadn’t looked at him once while she explained.

“How do I get an invite?” Daniel piped up as he tried to control his laughter.

“You just gotta know the right people” Y/N winked at him.

Graham was glad he didn’t have his wine in his hand as he heard that answer.

Henry noticed her little side eye glance at him as she turned her attention to the audience in front of her.

“I have no shame in what I do in the comfort of my own home” She smirked as members in the audience started to cheer.

Henry studied her carefully as she picked up her glass of water.

“Right” Graham was lost for words as he looked down at his cue cards.

# # #

“And that’s all for tonight, join me next week when we sit down with Ralph Fiennes, Gary Oldman and David Tennant.” Graham spoke to the cameras before turning his attention to the guests on the lounge.

She was bright red from laughing all night; her first experience on the graham Norton show and it was the best interview she had, it helped that she had Henry Cavill and Daniel Radcliffe to bounce off with their energy including Graham Norton who kept digging at the right questions while keeping his guests in line.

The three guests stood up and walked backstage where staff for the show began to unmic them.

“It was absolutely lovely meeting you, Daniel” She said to him; she couldn’t believe that she had a chance to finally meet her childhood crush.

“Lovely to meet you as well Y/N” Daniel smiled “Did you want that photo now?”

“Oh, yes please” she bounced on the balls of her heels; Henry carefully watched her. She had only interacted with him when she had to, when the cameras were rolling, and he had noticed. “Thank you” she said to the person who finished unmic-ing her.

Her assistant pulled Y/N’s phone out of her bag “Smile” she said to Y/N and Daniel as they stood together. Kel took two photos.

“Again, thank you so much Daniel” she beamed.

“You’re welcome, hope I get to see you around again.” Daniel bid goodbye to everyone in the room as he and his assistant left the green room.

It just left Henry, Leah; his assistant, Kel and Y/N.

“I just have to run to the bathroom than we’re good to go” She said to Kel.

Henry was surprised to see how well Y/N was doing by ignoring him.

“It was lovely to see you Mr Cavill” She looked at Henry; she had broken his surprise.

“Likewise, Y/N.” Henry smirked. The four of them knew, they all knew but only two of them knew more than the other two.

“Right. Bathroom.” She spoke out loud to herself as she exited the green room and down the halls to find the toilets.

- - -

“Just be a moment” she called out when she heard a knock on the door. She was thankfully her underwear wasn’t latex. She began to turn on the taps when she heard the knock on the door again, this time it sounded impatient.

She gritted her teeth as the knocking continue; she unlocked the door and stood in surprise.

Henry pushed her back into the cubicle, he locked the door behind him.

“Latex and leather party, huh?” His hot breath squashed against her face.

She nodded slightly.

He used one hand to keep her pushed up against the wall of the cubicle while his other hand began to run up her thigh “And ignoring me all night? I thought you’d know better than to ignore me.”

Her hands ran down the front of his jacket “and I thought you knew better than to make me late.” She titled her head up slightly as she watched his poker face.

His hand stopped at the bikini line of her underwear “I can make you however late I like.”

Her hands moved down to his belt.

“Did I say you could touch my belt?” He breathed.

She nodded slightly.

“I don’t think so” The hand that was holding her against the wall moved down to her hands, pushing her hands away. While his hand in between her thighs began to trace the outside of her underwear. “You teased me all afternoon, now it’s mine turn.”

“Teasing? Is that what you call it? I call it being professional” She moved her hands back to his belt.

“Professional?”

She could feel his thumb softly stroking the centre of her underwear; she could feel what he was doing. She kept her attention on him as her hands fumbled with his belt buckle. He wasn’t stopping her this time. She wrapped one of her hands around his flaccid kraken; she watched as he shook his head, she bit down on her lower lip as she pouted slightly.

Henry began to move his index finger inside of her underwear; their eyes locked onto each other. Her hand still around his kraken, she hadn’t done anything, but she knew what she was doing. She could feel his index finger making a come here motion in between her legs.

She parted her lips slightly as she began to moan.

“Shh…”He hushed her; she leant forward, leaning on his shoulder trying to conceal her moans in the collar of his shirt.

She felt his index finger stroke faster; She tried to stroke his kraken, but Henry was distracting her with just one finger that she couldn’t keep her focus on him.

She carefully bit down on the collar of his jacket as Henry hit the right nerves inside of her; she wanted to scream out. She wanted to be loud; she could feel Henry’s upper body move as he began to laugh.

“Not...” She moaned “Fu…” she couldn’t finish the word funny as Henry moved his index finger out of her underwear “Nny.” She kissed his neck.

“Did I say you could kiss me?” Henry sounded strict.

“Yes” She nibbled at his ear.

“Naughty girl” Henry laughed a little; he used his other hand to push her away “Now it’s your turn to wait.”

She pouted “but I don’t want to.”

Henry brought his index finger up to his lips; he placed it in his mouth tasting her over his finger “You know the rules. Every time you ignore me...”

“Baby has to wait her turn” she finished his sentence.

Henry nodded before moving his hands to put himself back into his pants.

She crossed her arms against her chest as she pouted.

“You started it, I’m going to finish it.” Henry unlocked the cubicle door “Now don’t you have somewhere to be.”

She sighed as she gave him puppy dog eyes.

“Your not Kal, this won’t work on me.” Henry went back to his poker face.

“But I know what will.” She chewed down on her lower lip.

Henry rolled his eyes “Now, princess. Your assistant will send a search party if your in here for too long.” He gently moved Y/N out of the cubicle.

She adjusted the bottom of her dress and her underwear as Henry washed his hands. Henry looked up in the mirror’s reflection watching as she left him alone in the bathroom without a word being said.

She saw Kel standing in the reception “Sorry, I got lost” she lied.

“Lost, is that what we’re calling it?” Kel remarked.

“Yes” She swiftly responded.

“How the two of you have managed to keep things private is behind Leah and I” Kel mentioned as she lead Y/N out of the studio building and to their awaiting car.

They both got into the backseat of the awaiting car; Kel heard a phone notification as they buckled into the backseat, she searched her bag and pulled out two phones. One was hers and the other was Y/N’s. Kel reached Y/N’s phone towards her.

Y/N took the phone and tapped her screen seeing a new message, she tapped it open.

10.

She knew what it meant, it meant that he wanted her home in 10 minutes; She looked at Kel “Are we going straight home?”

Kel looked down at her phone, checking the schedule in her phone “You have one more interview to pop to than you can head home.”

She leaned her head back on the headrest of the back seat “Okay” she moved her attention back to her phone. She flicked through her emojis and sent a halo faced emoji.

It was Henry and Y/N’s code for sorry to disappoint but you have to wait.

Henry sent back an instant message with a devil faced emoji.

It was Henry and Y/N’s code for your in for a hell of a time when we are together again.

#numbers #henry cavill #mywriting #9th November 2020 #celebrities masterlist #dc masterlist

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purplesurveys · 3 years

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1130

survey by nadine07

Where were you three hours ago? Was passed out on the living room couch and probably dreaming away, lmao.

Were you with anyone? Both my dogs were in the living room with me, if that counts.

Have you had anything alcoholic in the last 24 hours? Hmm, I’m trying to remember but I don’t think so. I went outside to eat, but I doubt they put any alcohol in my meal since I literally had a truffle-based pasta. No plans to drink this weekend, either.

Are you wearing shoes right now? Nope, I’m always barefoot around the house.

How long have you known your 1st phone contact? At least since the 6th grade cos I think that’s when she had transferred to my school.

Are they a relative? Nope, I went to school with her. We were seatmates for a while in sophomore year and that’s when I was able to see how talented she was at drawing and painting. She ended up transferring to UP as well after getting accepted to the fine arts program so we got to be collegemates as well, though I don’t really remember what university she initially got admitted to.

Would you ever consider getting back together with any of your exes? Yeah, because I’m a dumb fuck when it comes to these things. I WILL SAY though that I’ll be so much kinder to myself should this ever happen, and no longer tolerate her bullshit and emotional/mental abuse under the guise of ~unconditional love. There’ll be a lot of shit she’ll have to pick up and fix, and I wouldn’t get back with her unless she acknowledges her mistakes and seek to correct them.

Would you ever go skinny dipping with the last person who commented you? That would be Leigh, and no. Idk if I’ve shared this or if this has ever come up on a survey but Andi actually once asked me if I’d like to be a part of a threesome with them and Leigh, and I just had to immediately decline because I view Leigh as a younger sister more than anything and I can’t bear to see her all naked loooool.

When was the last time you saw a movie in theaters? December 2019.

When did you last talk to the last person you shared a kiss with? I think the morning of New Year’s Eve. I was already starting my healing process by then and the holidays were getting me feeling kind of peaceful, so I sent her a few voice notes thanking her for the year that was but giving her a heads-up that I might not talk to her for a while, because I realized I was starting to get happier on the days I didn’t force conversation with her.

I honestly thought ‘a while’ would only take a couple of weeks, but I’ve since gotten used without her presence and it’s been 3 1/2 months since our final encounter; and I think it will stay this way now.

Has anyone called you beautiful today? No.

Are you still friends with the last person who broke your trust? That would be JM, and yeah. I find him ridiculous for lying to our faces about joining a fraternity in law school (frats are a big yuck where I live because of their toxic hazing and misogynist culture), but I mean I still sort of understand why he had to do it - obviously not for the above reason, but for the perks and support that usually come with joining frats. From now on I’ll always see him as someone who can smoothly lie to my face, though.

Does drama seem to follow you everywhere? No. I would hate that lol, that would just be too much to handle.

Do you feel like anyone is playing mind games with you right now? No.

How would you feel if your best friend hooked up with your ex? I think my literal first reaction would be to laugh out of sheer disbelief, and then proceed to call her stupid for cheating and for choosing to cheat with her. After that’s died down, I think I’d mostly feel disappointed and betrayed.

How long did your last relationship last? The stint lasted 4 years, but we were technically together for 6 years if we’re counting the whole on/off thing.

If you knew you had the right person, would you marry them today? No. That’s what I had thought and they left. I’ve stopped trusting my feelings about these things anymore, and will assume anyone is capable of leaving.

Does it make you uncomfortable to talk on the phone around people? I just don’t want to be loud enough that I’m almost screaming around other people, but I can’t always monitor that since I have to concentrate on what I’m hearing on the other line.

Would you rather be 10 years older or 10 years younger? Probably 10 years older so that I can see into my future.

Have you ever kissed someone the same night your met them? No.

Do you bite your fingernails? Occasionally. I pick at them more frequently.

Would you consider yourself very flexible? Nah. Like I said on a previous survey, I can’t even reach my toes either while standing up or stretching on the floor.

Do you embarrass easily? Yeah.

Have you ever tried to talk your way out of getting a ticket? Yup. It’s happened twice; one of the occasions I was able to handle by myself and the other time Gab had to step in to talk to the officer because he was adamant about the ticket and I had started crying.

Did it work? Yes, both times. I’ve only been issued a ticket once, from this annoying grumpy officer in Alabang.

Have you ever been banned from anywhere? Trying to remember if I have been, but I don’t think so.

Do you have a ringtone or do you leave your phone on vibrate? The important messaging apps are on vibrate. I’ve turned off notifications for some apps and I have just the silent banner notifications for others.

What was the last thing you drank from a mug? I’m drinking coffee from one right now.

Has your #1 ever seen you naked?

Does your #2 know your deepest secret?

Will your #3 repost this?

Does your #4 smoke?

Were you born in the 90's? Yes, but by the end of it so I never considered myself a 90s kid.

When was the last time you paid less than $1 for something? The parking fee in Feliz.

Have you loaned anything out to anyone recently? Nope.

Are any of your siblings married? None of us are.

Who was the last person to spend the night with you at your house? Gabie.

How many different picture ids do you have in your wallet? Just my driver’s license and TIN ID.

Do you have a hard time making decisions? Depends on the weight of the decision. The heavier it is, the more I seek out friends who can provide fresh perspectives.

Has anyone kissed you when you weren't expecting it? Idk, Gabie probably snuck in some surprise ones a few times. IBetween the two of us I was more likely to do so, though.

Did you like it? If she did then I probably did during that time.

Who was your date to senior prom? We have junior prom, not senior prom. I just bought my favorite cousin since I had no interest in boys and was still learning how to make guy friends at that point.

Does your dad smoke? No, he’s never tried.

Is your mom over 50? She is turning 50 this year, but not until September.

Do you want to get married? It would be nice to experience it.

Have kids? Yes.

Are there any movies coming out you wanna see? Not that I know of. There are movies I do want to see, but they’ve already come out, like Ammonite and I Care A Lot.

Do you ever feel like you're leading a double life? No.

Do you have any plans to get a new tattoo or piercing? Tattoo, yeah. I’m just super chill about said plan and am not really in a hurry about it. I’ve yet to think of a design and where on my body to place it.

Do you know anyone named Christine? I know several people named Christine but they go by a nickname, like Tin.

Do you know anyone who's biracial? Sure, I went to high school with a couple of girls who are both half-brown and half-white as they both have European dads. I believe one of them is part German while the other girl is part Swiss.

Do you know anyone who works at Walmart? I don’t think so. I know my aunts who live in the US will occasionally shop there though, hahaha.

Has the last person you rode in a car with seen you in your underwear? I mean yeah, as a baby and as a young kid (it was my mom).

Are black bras sexy? They can be, sure.

Spell your full name without 'C','I','R', or 'Y': Obn.

Open the nearest book, turn to page 11, and type the first sentence: I’m at a Starbucks rn and didn’t bring any books with me.

Are you currently listening to anything? There’s jazz music faintly playing at the moment.

Would you ever consider getting breast implants? Before I definitely used to, when people still liked to make fun of small boobs. Nowadays I don’t feel the need to anymore.

If you could spend 30 minutes with someone who's gone, who would you pick? I’d probably pick my great-grandpa over my grandpa. I never met the former; and if I only had 30 minutes with my grandpa (who I did grow up with) I think it would just fuck with me psychologically.

Are you on birth control? Nopes.

Do you know anyone who is bisexual? Lots.

Would you walk into Walmart naked for $10,000? Yes.

Does anyone call you babe? No.

Do you hate it when people try to play with your hair? If I’m not close enough to them I would feel bothered, yes.

Who would you tell, or who did you tell when you lost your virginity? I think I had just told Sofie then.

Were you in a relationship 6 months ago? Yeah but it was cracking and it was cracking fast. It’ll be hitting 6 months this March, actually.

Are you still with that person? No.

Are you the kind of person who has crazy mood swings? No. This happens to my mom and I hate it very much, so I try to watch my actions and not switch rapidly between different moods.

This is question 69...so have you ;)? Sure.

How long is it until your birthday? Around a month and a couple of weeks.

#survey #surveys

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syfynjvall · 4 years

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OTP ASK GAME - farah & juliette

tagged by @havennly thank u!! i’m gonna tag @agentnatesewell @bryceslahela @agentfreckles @serafinedupont @agentnats if youve done it already i apologize ksks

(long post warning)

DISAGREEMENTS.

Who is more likely to raise their voice?

juliette, but it’s honestly never anything serious. more often than not its just bc she gets very competitive during game nights

Who threatens to leave but never actually does?

neither, even kidding about it kinda hurts each others souls

Who actually keeps their word and leaves?

neither

Who trashes the house?

i cant see either of them doing it

Do either of them get physical?

never in a million years

How often do they argue/disagree?

not often, and when they do its mostly about petty things like leaving empty containers in the fridge

Who is the first to apologize?

both are good about it

SEX.

who is on top? Who is on bottom?

hmmm they switch

any kinks?

welllll jules put on her old cheerleading uniform from college as a joke once and farah was into it. theyre both into roleplay

who has the strangest desires?

jules

who’s dominant in bed?

it’s a pretty even split

is head ever in the equation?

yes

if so, who is better at performing it?

probably farah

ever had sex in public?

once. under the bleachers at the football field. pretty cliché

who moans the most?

uhh both

who leaves the most marks?

farah

who is the more experienced of the two?

definitely jules. she had a LOT of fun in college

do they ‘fuck’ or ‘make love’?

make love. it’s very special for both of them bc they know they’re gonna last

how long do they usually last?

it depends but both of them can usually go pretty long

rough or soft?

typically soft, but rough if theyre in the mood

is protection used?

does it ever get boring?

where is the strangest place they’d have sex?

dont know? maybe in an empty room in the agency? idk lol

FAMILY.

do they plan on having children/or have children?

oh yeah definitely

if so, how many children do they want/have?

juliette loved the look on farahs face the first time they talked about it and she said she wanted ten kids. it was a joke obv but they probably end up having three or four. jules always wanted siblings growing up and she was sad she never got that wish so she doesnt want her own kids to be lonely like she was

AFFECTION.

who likes to cuddle?

both of them are huge cuddle bugs and they get cozy almost everywhere

who gets naughty in the most inappropriate of places?

juliette

who struggles to keep their hands to themselves?

both

how long can they cuddle until one becomes uncomfortable?

their cuddles can last a while but farah probably wiggles away first

what is their favourite non-sexual activity?

they love girls night out and its even more fun when tina joins them. put the three of them together and its basically nonstop chaos, but so fun

where is their favourite place to cuddle?

predictable, but the bed. jules is one of those extravagant mattress people so her bed is basically a giant pillow and its very comfortable

SLEEPING.

who snores?

both

if both do, who snores the loudest?

jules, and you better believe farah teases her relentlessly

do they share a bed or sleep separately?

jules WAS a very picky sleeper until she got together with farah, now she gets pouty if they dont share a bed

if they sleep together, do they cozy up together or lay far apart?

they cozy up, but juliette is a blanket hog so she usually ends up with most of the covers

what do they wear to bed?

jules usually just wears a top, farah wears pajama sets

are either of them insomniacs?

can sleeping pills be found by the bedside?

not before everything that went down in book one, but since murphy, yeah. jules has a hard time falling asleep now

do they wrap their limbs around each other or just lay side by side?

definitely cuddly sleepers

who wakes up with bed hair?

both

who wakes up first?

farah. she’s usually the one to rouse juliette when she’s about to be late

who prepares breakfast in bed for the other?

neither of them can cook so... neither lol

what is their favourite sleeping position?

farah loves being the little spoon and jules loves making her feel safe so

do they set an alarm each night?

jules does but she hits snooze at least six times a morning

who has nightmares?

juliette, and farah has no problem soothing her back to sleep when she wakes up

can a television be found in their bedroom?

yes. they’re both obsessed with trashy shows

who has ridiculous dreams?

farah!

who sprawls out and takes up most of the bed?

again, juliette is an unfortunate bed hog

who makes the bed?

farah. juliette is cute but she’s not always that tidy

what time is bed time?

whenever jules feels like it, and farah will follow her lead

any routines/rituals before bed?

other than the typical going to bed things, no

who’s the grumpiest when they wake up?

farah probably

WORK.

who is the busiest?

both are pretty busy but since juliette has two jobs i guess she is a little bit more

who rakes in the highest income?

juliette probably?

are any of them unemployed?

UB gets paid right? so neither then? lol

who takes the most sick days?

juliette. her “bend the rules” stat is at 88%

what are their jobs?

detective and agent

who sucks up to their boss?

definitely not jules. farah might a LITTLE bit since rebecca is juliette’s mom but i think we know how that turns out lmao

who is more likely to turn up late to work?

despite juliette’s aversion for rule following she’s usually pretty puntcual at least, so im gonna say farah

who stresses the most?

im gonna say neither

do they enjoy or despise their careers/occupations?

farah loves hers for the most part, jules feels like hers is more of a chore but she does love interacting with people.

are they financially stable?

yes

HOME.

who does the washing?

farah. once again juliette isnt super messy per se, but she is a bit cluttered

who takes out the trash?

both

who does the ironing?

jules is pretty good about that

who does the cooking?

neither. they both try but they’re both disasters so they order out mostly (more than they should)

who is more likely to burn the house down just trying?

it’s about equal because again, they’re disasters

who is messier?

juliette

who leaves the toilet roll empty?

farah

who leaves their dirty clothes on the floor?

neither

[redacted] you are not going to miss this question.

who loses the car keys when it comes time to go somewhere?

both

who answers the telephone?

juliette

who mows the lawn?

they dont have a lawn

who does the vacuuming?

probably jules

who does the groceries?

when they remember to do it, they like to go together

who takes the longest to shower?

jules

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MISCELLANEOUS.

is money a problem?

no but farah does love buying stuff

how many cars do they own?

just one

what’s their song?

it changes but rn lucky by jason mraz fits them so well

do they live in the city or in the country?

juliette LOVES city life and farah thinks it would be fun too so they plan to move to the city one day

do they own their home or do they rent?

rented for now, for juliette anyway

do they enjoy their surroundings?

jules has a nostalgic fondness for wayhaven but again, really she’s itching to live in the city. farah likes it too but it’s a little too mellow for her liking sometimes

what do they do when they’re away from each other?

oh my god, theyre both clingy babies so they’ll be pouty and sad and constantly just text each other

where did they first meet?

juliette’s office

who spends the most money when out shopping?

probably farah

who’s more likely to flash their assets?

jules, but farah will too

any mental issues?

juliette definitely has ptsd after book one, and then its worsened after the trappers (she saved farah so she had to see sanja die)

who finds it amusing when the other trips over?

they both do lol

who’s terrified of bugs?

im thinking farah

who kills the spiders around the house?

juliette

do they have any fears for their future?

they’re both afraid of losing each other, mostly. juliette also worries a bit that maybe farah will get sick of her because she’s a “lot,” she was always told by past bfs/gfs that she was a handful or too wild or whatever so she worries she might scare farah off but when she voices that thought farah is very quick to very seriously assure her thats not going to happen

their favourite place?

the bar, also the forest to stargaze or picnic

who’s more likely to surprise the other with a fancy dinner?

jules, but it’s definitely at a restaurant lol

who pays the bills?

definitely juliette

who’s the tallest?

jules is 5’9, farah is 5′4

who’s more likely to just randomly hop into the shower with the other?

farah

who wanders around in their underwear?

jules

who sings the loudest when singing along to the radio?

both!! theyre both so goofy about it

what do they tease each other about?

pretty much everything, they’re bantering almost constantly

who is more likely to cringe at the other’s fashion sense at times?

neither of them are exactly fashion experts, so

who crushed first?

juliette

any alcohol or substance related problems?

no, jules enjoys drinking but she knows her limits

who is more likely to stumble home, drunk, at 3am?

jules

who swears the most?

both

#this was so much fun!#thank u for the tag #twc #tag games #twc: farah x juliette

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19. sleeping position? - uhhh fetal, or on on me tummey

29. best way to bond with you? - Im hard to bond with because of how uncomfortable I am as a person hee but when I’m vibing I like bonding over watching cartoons and just hangin out!!!

31. what outfit do you wear to kick ass and take names? - OMG there’s TWO I’m loving rn the first one is black turtleneck, bomber jacket, rolled up jeans and purple doc martens, the second one is my underwear and my kimono because coole

46. most comfortable outfit to sleep in? - n-😳 n n nak 😳😳 nake-😳

50. what made you laugh the hardest you ever have? - dkkfkejdjdisj fjfjfkfkg it won’t sound funny talking about it but when I was at a Halloween house party I met a guy dressed as Thatcher and we got mega drunk and wanted to give him boobs so we put my friends bra on him and filled it with potatoes because it’s all we had, and I found a potato in the toilet and the bath at one point and when I played vengaboys on the speaker he got so hyped up that I just heard screaming and the scattering sound of like 50 potatoes hitting the ground where he raised his arms too aggressively and it took a lot to calm me down

93. nicknames? - my main one is coops / koopa troopa to the point I dont respond to my real name but my step mum calls me lulu :)

#SORRY i didntsee this in my inbox!!!!!!!!#THANK YOU #anonymous

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osomatsu-san-quotes · 5 years

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Time to get to know me a little more, don't have to read, just something 4 fun

1. Who was the last person you held hands with?

My mom-

2. Are you outgoing or shy?

shy

3. Who are you looking forward to seeing?

Not really anyone-

4. Are you easy to get along with?

Depends. If work then no, if just hanging out then I think so

5. If you were drunk would the person you like take care of you?

‘‘I like’‘ friend: probably. ‘‘I like’‘ crush: no

6. What kind of people are you attracted to?

outgoing ppl and that just like memes and gaming. Don't know really

7. Do you think you’ll be in a relationship two months from now?

Nope

8. Who from the opposite gender is on your mind?

my older, middle brother

9. Does talking about sex make you uncomfortable?

little bit

10. Who was the last person you had a deep conversation with?

Mom

11. What does the most recent text that you sent say?

‘‘Ah, ok.’‘

12. What are your 5 favorite songs right now?

Kenshi Yonezu songs. (Nighthawks, Lemon, Eine Kleine, Loser, BNHA Intro 2/Peace sign)

13. Do you like it when people play with your hair?

Yeah but I have hair that is greasy 24/7. So the person would probably be grossed out before they touch it

14. Do you believe in luck and miracles?

15. What good thing happened this summer?

summer sucks so badly- but I guess…..I- don't know actually

16. Would you kiss the last person you kissed again?

Never kissed someone before

17. Do you think there is life on other planets?

Nah

18. Do you still talk to your first crush?

Nope, I told him and after years of being good/best friends we stopped talking

19. Do you like bubble baths?

absolutely

20. Do you like your neighbors?

don't have them. Or I just never talk to them

21. What are your bad habits?

This is kinda embarrassing but thumb sucking. like a baby. Also, nail biting

22. Where would you like to travel?

Japan or China

23. Do you have trust issues?

yeah.

24. Favorite part of your daily routine?

sitting behind my computer

25. What part of your body are you most uncomfortable with?

My face

26. What do you do when you wake up?

think about life and lay there for 30 mins

27. Do you wish your skin was lighter or darker?

darker. I'm a marshmallow now

28. Who are you most comfortable around?

My older youngest brother

29. Have any of your ex’s told you they regret breaking up?

Ye, surprisingly

30. Do you ever want to get married?

Probably yes

31. If your hair long enough for a ponytail?

I think it has to say ‘‘Is’‘, so yeah, it is

32. Which celebrities would you have a threesome with?

Interesting question- I don't keep in touch with the new celebrities so idk.

33. Spell your name with your chin.

oh god- Ill just use my nickname ppl know me as, not my real one:

RfdIkVERf - River

34. Do you play sports? What sports?

I have a worse condition than a snail

35. Would you rather live without TV or music?

without tv. Don't watch it. Also, you have youtube

36. Have you ever liked someone and never told them?

Once.

37. What do you say during awkward silences?

Nothing

38. Describe your dream girl/guy?

Likes gaming, horror, memes, and is overall a nice guy to talk to

39. What are your favorite stores to shop in?

Outside? You want me dead?

40. What do you want to do after high school?

Probably go into game design

41. Do you believe everyone deserves a second chance?

Depends on what they have done

42. If you're being extremely quiet what does it mean?

I'm being myself

43. Do you smile at strangers?

If I try to smile I look like I am disappointed in them or angry

44. Trip to outer space or bottom of the ocean?

outer space.

45. What makes you get out of bed in the morning?

Remembering I have youtube vids to watch and I have books to read

46. What are you paranoid about?

the things I don't know

47. Have you ever been high?

Nope

48. Have you ever been drunk?

Nah

49. Have you done anything recently that you hope nobody finds out about?

Yeah. So I ain't going to tell it

50. What was the color of the last hoodie you wore?

Purple. I am wearing it rn

51. Ever wished you were someone else?

Yeah, constantly

52. One thing you wish you could change about yourself?

My face

53. Favorite makeup brand?

I don't do makeup

54. Favorite store?

Don't go to stores

55. Favorite blog?

Can't think of anything on the top of my head. Too many

56. Favorite color?

Purple or black

57. Favorite food?

Broccoli or something unhealthy like hamburgers

58. Last thing you ate?

McDonald's

59. First thing you ate this morning?

Worstenbroodjes

60. Ever won a competition? For what?

Yeah. Won a playback competition in 4th grade of elementary

61. Been suspended/expelled? For what?

Once. I yelled back at my teacher

62. Been arrested? For what?

I'm too much of a pussy to do something to get myself arrested

63. Ever been in love?

Of course

64. Tell us the story of your first kiss?

Mk. It all started when I was a baby and my mom kissed me on the head

65. Are you hungry right now?

Just ate

66. Do you like your Tumblr friends more than your real friends?

Don't have Tumblr friends, (Or real friends)

67. Facebook or Twitter?

Twitter

68. Twitter or Tumblr?

Tumblr

69. Are you watching tv right now?

Nope

70. Names of your best friends?

Don’t have them

71. Craving something? What?

A drink

72. What color are your towels?

blue, blue, black, white

72. How many pillows do you sleep with?

around 5

73. Do you sleep with stuffed animals?

Yeah

74. How many stuffed animals do you think you have?

over 100 probably

75. Favorite animal?

Bears or cats

76. What color is your underwear?

Night sky dark blue

77. Chocolate or Vanilla?

Chocolate

78. Favorite ice cream flavor?

Chocolate

79. What color shirt are you wearing?

Purple hoodie

80. What color pants?

dark grey sweatpants

81. Favorite tv show?

Tanked

82. Favorite movie?

UhHHhh Osomatsu san the movie probably, not sure yet.

83. Mean Girls or Mean Girls 2?

Never seen both but I think I like Mean Girls from what I've seen and heard

84. Mean Girls or 21 Jump Street?

Mean Girls.

85. Favorite character from Mean Girls?

Never seen it

86. Favorite character from Finding Nemo?

random, but Dory

87. The first person, you talked to today?

My older middle brother

88. The last person, you talked to today?

Mom

89. Name a person you hate?

To many

90. Name a person you love?

my family

91. Is there anyone you want to punch in the face right now?

100% 24/7 yes

92. In a fight with someone?

Have been.

93. How many sweatpants do you have?

around 5

94. How many sweaters/hoodies do you have?

95. Last movie you watched?

Detective Pikachu

96. Favorite actress?

don't have one

97. Favorite actor?

don't have one

98. Do you tan a lot?

99. Have any pets?

100. How are you feeling?

could be better, could be worse

101. Do you type fast?

102. Do you regret anything from your past?

of course, I do

103. Can you spell well?

Depends if I'm rushing: not

104. Do you miss anyone from your past?

105. Ever been to a bonfire party?

Yep

106. Ever broken someone’s heart?

Yeah

107. Have you ever been on a horse?

Mhm

108. What should you be doing?

Getting ready to go to bed

109. Is something irritating you right now?

Nah

110. Have you ever liked someone so much it hurt?

Nada

111. Do you have trust issues?

Isn't this question asked before?

112. Who was the last person you cried in front of?

Mom

113. What was your childhood nickname?

Never had one

114. Have you ever been out of your province/state?

Yeah

115. Do you play the Wii?

Used to

116. Are you listening to music right now?

Nope, for once

117. Do you like chicken noodle soup?

Never tried it

118. Do you like Chinese food?

Kinda

119. Favorite book?

Warrior Cats

120. Are you afraid of the dark?

Pretty spoopy shit

121. Are you mean?

I dunno

122. Is cheating ever okay?

Nope

123. Can you keep white shoes clean?

Waste of time when they are going to be dirty again by the next day

124. Do you believe in love at first sight?

Never thought of it.

125. Do you believe in true love?

Probably not

126. Are you currently bored?

YEah

127. What makes you happy?

Spending time with myself

128. Would you change your name?

Mhm

129. What your zodiac sign?

Libra

130. Do you like subway?

Never tried it

131. Your best friend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do?

Think about life and what to do

132. Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with?

This has been asked before

133. Favorite lyrics right now?

‘‘Write a story of a hero!’‘ - Peace sign

134. Can you count to one million?

Yeah but I ain't gonna try rn

135. Dumbest lie you ever told?

A lot, hard to pick one

136. Do you sleep with your doors open or closed?

Open

137. How tall are you?

around 5′9

138. Curly or Straight hair?

Straight

139. Brunette or Blonde?

Blonde

140. Summer or Winter?

Winter

141. Night or Day?

Night

142. Favorite month?

October & December

143. Are you a vegetarian?

Nope

144. Dark, milk or white chocolate?

Dark

145. Tea or Coffee?

Neither

146. Was today a good day?

Yeah

147. Mars or Snickers?

Mars

148. What’s your favorite quote?

‘‘Eh’‘ -points to sweater- ‘‘ ‘Not my problem‘ ‘‘

149. Do you believe in ghosts?

Kinda??

150. Get the closest book next to you, open it to page 42, what’s the first line on that page?

don't have a book next to me

Wow if you are here holy shit- ty??

-Mod Nekomatsu

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2 months post stage 1 update

I had first stage radial forearm flap phalloplasty with Dr Hans Goossen in Brisbane, Australia on the 1st of February 2019. I’ve decided to split this update into several parts to reflect the different areas of healing etc. if you have any questions or wish to clarify anything let me know.

Here is how I’m healing up now, 2 months post stage 1.

ARM

Healing

Since I’d say about 5 and a half weeks post op, my arm has been healing and changing very rapidly. Every time I see it, it looks completely different. I’d say that now at 2 months 95% of my arm is completely healed. I have 2 small scabs healing on the seam line which would combined be no larger than a 5 cent piece. I also have a larger scab on the corner of my graft that is pretty much hanging on by a thread. I’m just leaving it there for the time being, and I’ll let it fall off when it’s ready. I’ve got a little bit of a blister by the looks of it on the seam line too, but I’m also leaving that be.

At 8 weeks, I stopped bandaging my arm, and only used island dressings on the problematic bits. Before this, I was having my dressings changed biweekly, once at my GP and once at hand therapy. Dressings changed pretty frequently with my arm, but we played around with jellonet, silver dressings, some more absorbent non adhesive dressings and loooooots of gauze. It is definitely nice feeling not being all bandaged up as I was pretty sick of it after 2 months. I’m able to dress my arm myself now too, so I’m changing the island dressings every few days. I still need to keep it covered when I shower until it is all healed, but they predict it really won’t be too much longer.

Mobility

My arm mobility honestly has been a complete non issue. I was lucky in that I never had any loss of sensation or very much swelling. My hand in general has been minimally affected. I was allowed to be majority out of the splint at 6 weeks, and then began some physio on my arm. My hand therapist Nicola was pretty impressed with how my movement was looking, and so I didn’t have to see her at 7 weeks. I was given some exercises to do at home and was sent on my way.

At 6 weeks, my movement was looking like this:

Wrist flexion/extension:

Right (donor arm): 50/40 degrees

Left (for comparison): 75/55 degrees

Ulnar deviaton/Radial deviation:

R: 35/15

L: 35/20

Supination/pronation

R: 75/85

L: 75/90

Grip strength (not super accurate as I was told to go gentle and not push it too much)

R: 5kg

L: 30kg

I was pretty close to matching my left side by 6 weeks, which was a pleasant surprise as I had not done any exercises and my arm was still splinted up up until this point. By 8 weeks, I was completely matching my left dominant arm in all tests besides being 5 degrees off in wrist extension, and my grip strength was still a little weaker at 18kg. Since I am left side dominant and usually your grip strength and mobility is weaker on your non dominant arm, Nicola is pretty happy with my progress and how my movement is looking, and so now the only exercise I’m really needing to practice is to work on grip strength and stretch. I have an appointment next week to see where I’m going and to touch base, but once that is closer to about 25-30, I’ll not need to keep going back which is exciting.

Mobility was a factor I was very concerned about leading up to surgery. As someone who wants to go into the medical field and is considering practicing as a surgeon, my fine motor movement was definitely something I was scared to risk. I am by no means saying that that fear was unfounded, as I know many people who have not been unaffected, but I’m very happy with how I’ve healed up in this department and that it didn’t end up being affected long term. I’m still working on my strength in general, and as I’m still not back at the gym I’m not sure if I’m completely unaffected or if more strenuous situations may leave me limited. I’m just taking it as it comes, doing my exercises and hoping for the best.

Scar care

Now that most of my graft is healed, I am finally allowed to begin actively managing scar care. It’s really nice mentally to have some agency in a process that by in large is completely out of your control, so I’m definitely liking that responsibility if that makes any sense. It was super frustrating watching my arm heal and knowing there’s absolutely nothing I can do to help it along!

I have begun scar massaging, all over the healed bits of the graft. I’m using a vitamin e cream, and just massaging it for about 5 minutes every couple of hours. It’s a bit too early to tell if it’s made much of a difference just yet, besides the graft feeling a smidge softer in some areas.

I have some other lotions and potions that I’m keen to try out, but I want to wait until I’m completely healed up and all the scabs are gone before I do. I’ll let everyone know what I found to work best once I figure it out. Nicola suggested a silicon and sunscreen blend stick to rub on my arm, which has been super easy to apply and use compared to other silicon products I’ve used in the past. It’s a bit too early to say if it’s made much of a difference, and I still have to be careful with where I apply it, but having some SPF built in definitely eases my mind. Although it is autumn now and my arm is always covered, UV is a constant menace and I don’t really want my very sensitive graft skin to get sunburnt. Nicola is also looking to find somewhere to get a custom silicon sleeve fitted, and will update me on that process at my next appointment.

As for compression, I’m doing a bit of both. During the day, I’m using a pretty light sock so I can let the skin breathe a little. It’s been bandaged and under compression for the past 2 months, so I’m happy to let it live a little. I’d say I’m at about 60% compression (mainly overnight and with a tubigrip sleeve) and 40% freedom. For how I’m healing now, that’s what Nicola suggested and is happy with, so I’m not complaining.

Final thoughts Arm wise

Everything is going well, and I’m looking forward to being able to stop dressing it and just going gung ho into scar care. Patience is key though, and now that it’s so close it’s easy to see how much has changed in such little time. The human body is amazing.

I’m seeing Nicola, who is an OT at Melbourne Hand Rehab opposite the Alfred in South Yarra. I honestly can’t recommend them enough. It’s definitely been a learning experience for everyone as they have never treated phallo patients before, but the care and support they’ve given me has been great. They definitely are very patient focused which I’m super grateful for. I don’t get the feeling like they’re trying to squeeze money out of me which is often what I’ve felt at some physios/allied health practices in the past (not ECKO, they were great too). Nicola and Isabelle (another OT at MHR) have both been super helpful, and so willing to explore solutions to help benefit me and my healing.

I was very flustered and stressed coming back to Melbourne as I knew that I was going to be away from Goossen and EKCO, and literally anyone who has experience with phallo, and so I felt very vulnerable. If you’re in Melbourne I totally recommend them, especially now that they’ve got some experience with me and will have established connections to help organise sleeves etc.

My team at the Prahran Market Clinic, especially Dr Doyle and RN Dianne have also been super. Hats off to all of them for supporting me and being so willing to learn and set up a system that before me (to my knowledge) was nonexistent here. Hopefully this will mean it’s easier for those in Melbourne in the future.

PENIS

General healing

At 2 months, I’m pretty sure all of the swelling in this area is completely gone. All my stitches are dissolved and out, and have been for a while. Redness and irritation are all completely gone. The end of my neourethra (which is located left side under the phallus) healed superbly and Goose is super happy with it. I am pretty sure I’m completely healed in this department in general.

I haven’t experienced a change in length, but I’ve had a slight reduction (maybe half a cm?) in girth as the swelling went down. I haven’t had any tightness in the underside scar, but I will start to massage it along with my arm to keep the scar loose to prevent any issues. I have no issues wearing underwear, and I prefer pouch undies from an American company called seperatec. I find they keep me the most supported whilst at the same time not squishing it. When I’m wearing pants I get pretty uncomfortable if they’re tight in the crotch area, and occasionally after a long time it’ll feel kinda sore, but manageable. Over time this has gotten much better, so I’m definitely not feeling super restricted. I was never a super skinny jeans sorta guy anyway so I’m not having too many issues. I defs look more forward to coming home to take my pants off though 😂

The hole

I’ve mentioned previously that I had a little hole that formed on the underside of my phallus at about 3 weeks post op due to some small haematoma/seroma. Well, it’s been a wild ride, but it is FINALLY closed up. Like my arm, this was changing pretty frequently and honestly half the time I had no idea what was happening. It looked like hypergranulated tissue for about a week, then it started swelling quite a bit and there seemed to be a buildup of fluid underneath that eventually just all came out. After, it looked a little like a fistula, and to this day I still have no idea if it was or not as it was hard to tell. After this it healed over again, popped (?) again, and then looked like an open blister. It was really strange and I didn’t really know what to do. Goossen said he was happy to wait and see how it was looking at my post op. I was just changing dressings every day to keep it dry, updating Goossen with its progress, and using saline to clean it every few days. It was taking weeks to look better, then one day last week I looked down and it was gone? Real weird.

The wound is healed, but there is still quite a larger incision due to it stretching, which aesthetically I’m not super happy with. I may look into a revision on that scar line during stage 2 or 3, but it’s not super pressing.

Urethra

The urethra is healing fine. I have begun flushing it every so often, as a bit of gunk builds up over time and that comes out the tip of my penis. It’s not an infection, and is totally normal (just a buildup of dead cells and other debris) but until my urethra is hooked up, I can’t really get rid of it without flushing it. I use a little syringe and just use a little bit of warm water every few days (mainly when I’m leaking quite a bit) and squeeze that in the tip of me penis so that it flushes it out. The water comes out of the constructed end of the urethra. This is all completely seperate from my natal urethra, which hasn’t been altered at all yet. I try to limit flushing as I don’t want to irritate the urethra or anything when I don’t need to. I’ve noticed the leaking increases after wearing tight pants, being hot and sweaty down there and standing for a long time. Usually it doesn’t drip out or anything though, and isn’t a huge deal.

I do have some hair that seems to be in my urethra. Maybe one or two that I just pluck out the end. They aren’t obstructing the urethra, and everything is still nice and clear, so I’m not super stressed about it or anything, nor is Goossen concerned.

Sensation

The exciting one! Definitely wasn’t expecting it, but I started getting a little bit of sensation on the phallus at 7 weeks post op. It is VERY patchy, and it definitely doesn’t feel good yet. It’s only in one very particular spot on the left side of my phallus, near the base. When I touch there, I feel a shock like feeling in my natal genitalia. It’s almost like a referred feeling, so I don’t really feel it directly on my phallus, but I also kind of do a little. It’s a pretty hard feeling to expain, but it felt a little like my nipple sensation after top surgery. Since then, I occasionally feel spontaneous shock like pains randomly in my penis and original junk. I’m starting to feel a little bit of something along the scar on the underside of the penis too. It’s not much, but I’m happy it’s something! I definitely wasn’t expecting anything until I was a lot further down the track. I’m using vibration to try to stimulate the nerves, and I find that I feel the sensation strongly when it is from that compared to just touching. I don’t know how much that will help or anything, but talking to friends and some anecdotal accounts from others have been promising so I might as well try it out.

Hair

I had laser hair removal pre op on my donor arm, and that did work quite well, however I did have quite a bit of hair grow back post op. This was expected as laser is not permanent, and often surgery and increased blood flow can stimulate this to grow back more than normal. It’s pretty frustrating as it does feel like I totally wasted my money, but compared to my left arm it is definitely a lot thinner and more sparse, just not *hairless*. Because of this, I’ve started looking into getting some electrolysis post op as soon as I can before I start getting more sensation. I’ve got my first appointment on Thursday, and will update with how it goes.

If you have the time and funds, I’d suggest starting hair removal as soon as you can. I definitely didn’t start early enough (I was able to have surgery 9 months earlier than I was planning for, if I'd known I would have started at least 6 months earlier than I did) And if I had the time and money I would have tried to get more in, and probably would have opted for electrolysis. Laser does work, but is definitely not as effective as electrolysis and is not permanent. Make sure you’re managing expectations as it can take a long time to see long term results, and can’t be rushed. Not looking forward to whipping my dick out for hours on end, but for me it’s worth it to not have to worry about unwanted hair.

MISC

Other Incisions

My incisions are healing nicely. The ones on the inside of my thighs are still pretty thin, and are healing nicely. The scar on my abdomen is also healing well. I’m keeping a little fixomull on it to help reduce tension and to help keep it thin. I’m happy with how it’s looking. I’m still a little shocked by how thin they all are. Goossen is an artist.

Butt Incisions are also all good. I’m keeping fixomull on them for the time being, and changing that every 1-2 weeks depending on how well it sticks. Like on my abdomen one, it’s just to relieve tension and to help the scar heal nicely. Having the fixomull really isn’t a huge deal, and so I’m gonna continue to do so until I run out of fixomull (which will be a while as I have a very long roll lol). I don’t have any issues sitting, though I don’t like sitting on hard surfaces for an extended period of time as that can still cause some discomfort. Sitting on anything with a little cushion is a non issue at this point which is good. I’ve got full range of motion and I’m able to squat and move as much as like.

Work

I started back at work at 6.5 weeks post op. I work as a pharmacy assistant at chemist warehouse, so it’s a lot of walking around, stock take and customer service. I wanted to give myself at least 6 weeks so I wouldn’t have to rush, but I probably could have gone back earlier. I’m glad I had the time to relax and recover though.

The first few shifts were a little hard to manage, as I kept wanting to lift more and I wasn’t used to standing for that long without sitting down so it was pretty tiring. It got easier over time though, and I feel pretty much back to normal now. I’m still being careful as I don’t want to lift anything too heavy or to injure myself. I’m stealth at work, and I’ve had some customers/coworkers ask about why my arm is covered. I just say I had to have surgery and usually people leave it after that.

Appointment with Goossen

I had my 2 month post op yesterday in Brisbane. It was a little bit of a rushed morning as my flight was changed about 48 hours before the day of my appointment, from leaving at 11am to 1:10pm. My appointment at Greenslopes was booked in for 2:45, with no chance of pushing it back or rescheduling. After almost missing my flight (it had been changed a few times and I just misread the time it I guess, completely my bad) I landed at 2:25, and ubered to the hospital. I ended up arriving at about 3:05, and for once doctors running late worked to my benefit as I ended up arriving just in time!

Goossen has a look at everything and was super thrilled with how I was healing. He was really impressed with how my arm was looking. He said it looks like everything is healing ahead of schedule, and has healed really well. We confirmed my stage 2 date for the 1st of August which is exciting! I’m seeing him again at the end of June as a final pre op just to make sure everything is all good. Exciting times! Only 4 months away 🥳🥳

Anyway, that’s it for now. Again if you have any questions leave them down below 😊

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