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Meergh
Twinsane Powers 1
Untitled
The Kerminator rules le world
cristina
Draw you when you're sad.
Some shit below yuh
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-Onyx-[OP]
23.09.2021 00:37
LinkIgnore that mostly top shit I 😭😭😡🥄
https://paste.pics/DYGMB
Uh sadist/masochist
If ur oc is a parent he will **** them and will give their kid good grades for it, anyways what’s ur favorite color
-Onyx-[OP]
23.09.2021 00:44
LinkAlso unsure whether I should keep him human or not help
AOWOOGA PERMISISON 2 MAKE AN OC 2 BE WITH UR OC
also maybe he'll just give the parent another kid 😌😌 /hj
😡😡😡👍))
It was a regular, fall Saturday near the capital of the state. School had just started a few weeks ago, leaving the shelves stocked with back to school supplies. In the aisle was idk lemme make up a name uhuh Phillip Young and his mother, Camilla. Camilla was always to help her son, who to her delight, was also exited to see his friends this semester.
She wore a light pink, crocheted turtleneck sweater tucked into a pair of light blue mom jeans. She had a pair of white tennis shoes on that matched the white bow that held her hair in a messy bun. She had a white purse around her shoulder with idk mom things in there.
😭😂💕💕✨thank
Also she’s adorable
The tall, stalky yet muscular man smiled. Bit to himself as he was looking through a few notebooks not too far from her, he pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose as he picked a fw out for his students that couldn’t afford much, it always made him happy to help, he held them in a small basket, along with some candy for the kids and a few totally child friendly books in there for himself. He hummed a bit, smiling happily as his fluffy, brown hued tail swayed behind him. The tall man wore a black knitted since u stole the word crocheted 😡😡 sweater and a brown shirt trench coat over it, along with a nice pair of jeans.
WYM STOLE KNITTING AND CROCHETING R DIFFERENT THINGS 😭🧍🧍🧍 AND WHY IS HE BUYING PRON MAGAZINES WTF 🧍🤠🤠 😭😭😭😭))
She put a few pencils and stuff in her cart as she glanced around, noticing Quill, her eyebrows raising. She gave her son a small tap on the shoulder, nodding over to his teacher.
Being the reasonable kid he was, he didn't really want to interact with a teacher in public, especially considering how poorly he was doing in his class. He was usually a good student, but his class was hard as shit and he could never grasp the concepts correctly.
😡😡😭😭😭😭😭STFU I KNWO STUPEED
And wym they’re
They’re nursery rhymes 👁
His ears flickered a bit as he hadn’t yet noticed the two, he tossed a few notebooks over the NURSERY RHYMES as he sighed happily, he thought that was all, besides pens and sharpies of course. He turned to the direction of the two, his eyes f=briefly flickered to the two before he looked away, not wanting to be rude. It took a moment for the realization to hit him before he looked back to the two, his lips parted for a moment before he smiled gently to the boy, then the woman, he hurried over.
nursery rhymes my ass 😭😭 the cashier gonna have some questions when he has candy, porn magazines and children school supplies in his cart 💀💀))
The woman gave him a polite, warm smile when she saw him walking over. "Hello there. You must be one of Phillip's teachers?" She had a soft, soothing voice, her presence very comforting. She held out one of her hands for him to shake. "Im Camilla."
😭😭😭😭😭
This is why he goes through self checkout
His eyes softened at the sight of her, and that voice, he already couldn’t get enough. He chuckled softly as he nodded gently, leaning down a bit to shake her hand, he gave her a gentle, friendly expression. “His English teacher-:
She nodded as she glanced back at her son then to him. He was a lot younger than she had imagined. And a lot more attractive. "I've heard he's had a bit of trouble in English this year. Ironic considering I'm a journalist, but that's alright." She gave a small, friendly laugh.
He nodded a bit as he gave a soft, brief, breathy chuckle, his eyes paused on one of her floppy ears before he pushed his hands into his coat pockets, his friendly eyes flickering to the boy. He always was a nice guy, a bit too nice if that, he hadn’t snapped once that year, even to the naughtier of kids. “He’s smart, just needs to get his homework in and pay more attention is all, but we’re all still getting used to the new school year! He’ll learn.”
gonna b pulling on those ears later 2night 😩😩😩😩 /j))
"What a considerate teacher! Most teachers wouldn't care enough to even critique those kinds of things, so it's refreshing to see it." She paused as she examined his face one more time, trying to see if she was right about him being as young as she presumed. He seemed like he was in his 20s or so, bit she couldn't tell at all.
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He smiled a bit as he nodded with gentle eyes, he too, took a moment to examine the woman, he gave a s]deep, gentle sigh, definitely gave off mom vibes, a good one, too. The thought brought a gentle blush to his cheekshahahmilf. He held his hand out to her , his tail seeming to sway with satisfactions and joy. “Quill Daxton-“
She gave his hand a shake, her small hand struggling to fully wrap around his. "A pleasure to meet you, Mr Daxton. I'm so glad my son has such a reliable teacher."
Phillip was hyperfixgated on one of the 'nursery rhymes' under the notebooks, one page left open cause it's funny:). He tried to hide his shocked face, but the slight lift of his equally floppy ears gave it away.
He nodded quickly, chuckling a bit as he nodded, his eyes flickered back to the boy as he smiled, pausing for a moment when he saw his expression. His eyes followed his as he shook the woman’s hand, his lips parted gently in realization as he gave a nervous expression he quickly shifted his things as he lowered the basket, clearing his throat a bit as he moved his hand away, his cheeks seemed to flush in embarrassment, he hadn’t ever let any of his students see what he usually had his eyes on during class, it almost scared him he knew now, but then again, it almost excited him in a way. “Pleasure, m-meeting his, mother. You’re lovely dear-{
She blushed slightly at his compliment, not understanding why he was sk flustered all of a sudden as she giggled. "You're rather lovely yourself, sir." She glanced up at a clock that is totally there, noticing how late it was getting. "Oh wow- I didn't expect us to talk for so long. We need to get back t-"
"Uhm, actually Mom-" Phillip spoke up, trying to shake off his own embarrassment of seeing his teacher with some questionable magazines in his cart. "I was thinking I could go to <insert friend name>'s house to spend the night. His parents are home and since he lives on the way, it'd be easy to get from place to place."
He gave a shaky sigh as he averted his eyes, clearing his throat a bit a she glanced down to the basket, sliding a few of the notebooks around to be sure they would be hidden, before he looked back to them, he smiled awkwardly as he listened, maybe, he could get with the pretty woman.
She gave a small sigh. "Well, I guess that's fine- But I'm not sure about walking back.. I guess I should've driven here.." She trailed off in her own thoughts as she thought to herself. She didn't want to walk home alone since it was one of the more dangerous parts of town. That being said, she didn't know what to do.
She looked over at him as she made her way to the self checkout, starting to scan and put things in the bags. "How old are you, Mr Daxton? I feel like you look closer to a student than a teacher." She gave a small laugh, more searching for an answer than anything. Not like she wanted it for any reason hahabababjaja
For the sake of her son and herself, she chose to ignore the fact he just said erotica. But she would have to admit, whe had her own secret collection of erotica she read every now and then. "Romance novels are some of my favorites. Some of my favorite books are actually romances! I would be happy to lend you some if you'd like."
His eyes brightened up a bit a she smiled, chuckling happily as he turned to her. “Really?? I’d love that! I could give you some books as well if you’d like, o always keep a few in my car actually, you never know when you might need them-“ he opened the door for her, chuckling a bit before getting the backseat for her son.
She kept her own bags nestled at her feet, her purse in her lap politely. "I'm exited to read them! Maybe once we get back, I can get you one of my favorite books for you to read! I've reread it at least 3 times now."
Phillip glanced down at the magazines, looking at them both before flipping open one of the pages in curiosity. Immediately stunned by what was inside, he closed it frantically, sitting back up straight.
Her face reddened at his words, glancing back to a Phillip who acted as if he was more focused on his phone than the conversation. With a small laugh she shrugged. "You'll just have to read to find out." In short, it was a borderline erotica with some pretty heavy bdsm scenes. Pretty much 50 shades but written well.
He glanced up as he looked around at where they were. "Ah- You can drop me at the beginning of the next street ahead. He's the first house down." He tried to see him the same way, but after he asked about porn novels his mom had and bought what he assumed to be playboy magazines, he didn't know if he could.
His gaze narrowed as he moved to open the door, suspicious of what his teachers intentions were. "Yes... Thank you Mr Daxton." He looked back at his mom with a smile as he waved. "Bye Mom. See you in the morning"
"Be safe and text me if you need anything!!" She watched as he walked out and to the house, leaving them both in the car alone👁
