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Triad lore part 4.
Bit of an nsfw warning. If you don’t wanna read that skip the first paragraph, it’s not 100% necessary.
Cyan crawled over Milo making him lay back on Aikos chest, resting his head on his shoulder. She held his face in her hands and her lips met his. She forced her way into his mouth pressing her chest flush against his and ran her fingers through his hair.
Aikos hand guided her to sit in Milo’s lap for her to press against the growing bulge in his pants.
She pulled away to kiss Aiko as his hands ran down her thighs to pull her closer to them. Milo stared up at them as his hands subconsciously made their way up her shirt and ran his thumbs over the bottom of her breasts. She bucked her hips against him making him grit his teeth. Her hand ran its way down his body beginning to make its way down his pants
Milo gasped opening his eyes to the dark room around him, his heart was pounding out of his chest and felt like it had jumped into his throat.
He sat up in bed squeezing the covers under him, he ran and hand through his hair as he tried to control his breathing.
“Oh fuck….” He muttered. Clutching the blanket.
He kept having those kinds of dreams and he hated it. He didn’t know how to make eye contact with them anymore. This definitely wasn’t ok. Ok he could see he had been harboring some feelings for Cyan, he just didn’t really think about it since they had been so close so long, in realizing that though he only felt worse because he knew he couldn’t do anything about it. He just had to grit his teeth and watch another man kiss her. But that was the other problem, God damnit he was bisexual or something because he wasn’t looking at Aiko normally. He hoped it was his brain trying to cope with his feelings for Cyan or something because this situation was becoming and embarrassing nightmare.
This was absolutely torturous, having a crush is bad enough (and mind you Milo pretty much never got them) but this was a special kind of fucked. Every day his brain got wracked with jealousy and conflicting thoughts he had to beat off with a stick.
Admittedly he was already depressed when Cyan started dating Aiko and now he was just more depressed to the point now everyone was noticing. He couldn’t really bear to be around them, his heart felt like it was bleeding. He felt ashamed to say he wished things where like they where before.
Cyan kept asking him what was wrong but he always said he was tired or stressed with classes or something else. What was he supposed to tell her?
Finally she was able to get him to come out with her, they had gotten some groceries and where now eating takeout in a parking lot talking in the darkness.
But like 20 minutes into their chatter Miko started to silently cry, he was so quiet and it was so shadowy she wouldn’t have noticed if he hadn’t stopped responding.
“Milo, what’s wrong?” She asked gently.
He didn’t respond he had gotten too in his head and got overwhelmed. He turned his head towards the window in a feeble attempt to hide.
She turned in her seat placing a hand on his leg. “Milo please tell me what’s wrong you’ve been off for months”
He just shook his head at her and wiped some tears from his face.
She crawled over and wrapped her arms around his neck in a hug.
“Please, I miss you. Did I do something?” She asked.
That just made him sob, he keeled over as much as possible with her around him tears wetting his pant legs and the car seat. She squeezed him harder as he held himself.
“You know you can tell me anything? I’ve known you over half my life you can’t start keeping shit from me now.” She said.
“I can’t… it hurts so bad….” his voice cracked. “I just want it to go away, I fucking hate myself….”
“Milo…”
He continued to shake and cry.
“Milo please look at me.” She said trying to guide his face towards her.
He wouldn’t though, he couldn’t. He only his his face in shame. Cyans heart was breaking, they always shared everything. What in God’s name was so bad he couldn’t tell her? Tears where starting to fall down her face.
“Please, I can’t stand this. At least tell me what I can do to help? For me?” Her voice cracked looking down at him.
“I don’t think anything can help…” He muttered.
“Let me try…?”
He didn’t respond. He just kept staring at the floor with his head in his hands.
Cyan had had enough of this, she grabbed her head and groaned in frustration. “Ghhh, would you drop your pride for 5 fucking minutes and let me help you?! Wallow in your misery if you want but this is killing me. Help me so we both can sleep at night!” She almost shouted.
He paused before he sat up and finally turned to her his face was very flushed and tear stained. You could practically see his shattered heart through his eyes.
“Please don’t hate me…” He croaked.
She wiped some tears from his cheek. “How could I ever hate you? I love you more than anything.”
That made him grimace and drop his head a bit. More tears streaming.
“You’re going to be the death of me….” He said.
“You’re going to be the death of me if we don’t fix your attitude.” She sassed. Holding his face.
He sighed looking off at the dash. “I love you…” He said so quietly she couldn’t hear.
“Wha?” She made more a of a noise than a word and leaned in.
“I….I love you.” He glanced at her then back at the floor.
“I love you too?” She smiled at him clearly not getting it.
“No.” He groaned pulling her hands off his face.
She interlaced her fingers with his waiting for him to continue.
“Not like…. differently…” he again said the last part very quietly, but this time she could actually hear.
He scanned her face waiting to be horribly rejected or have to actually explain.
She looked at him puzzled for a moment before it clicked in her head, her face relaxed and her jaw fell slack. He had to look away in shame.
“Milo…” She started but didn’t know how to continue.
“I’m sorry…” He muttered shedding a few more tears.
She pulled her hands away and embraced him in a tight hug. He sat shocked for a moment before he hugged her back burying his face in the crook of her neck like he always did.
“That’s it? I thought you killed someone or something.” She giggled at him.
“Shut up…” He gently punched her back.
She pulled away holding his shoulders and smiled. “any other deep dark secrets you need to confess to me?
"Uh…” He glanced off again. “I think I might be bisexual?” He confessed.
“That’s a weird follow up. But welcome to the club, how’d you figure that one out mate?”
“Uhm…” He tried to pull away and avoid eye contact.
“Nope, I need the tea. Surely your queer awakening is less embarrassing than confessing a crush.” She said yanking him back.
“Uh… ImaybestartedlookingatAikosomekindofwayandit'snothelpingthesituation.” He spat quickly and quietly.
She paused trying to decipher it. She blinked at him.
“Hmm, maybe you are a little freak.” She smiled and shrugged.
“I swear to God I will kill myself.” He said leaning on the car door, his face extremely red.
“I’m kidding. I cannot deny his beauty.” She said dramatically laying her chin in her hands dreamily. “But that makes a lot of sense actually. I would have hoped you would know I’m not a dick about these things but I understand how that would be really confusing and embarrassing.” She looked at him as he again eyed the dash.
“Don’t tell him please…” He mumbled. Holding himself.
“Tell who what?” She asked jokingly.
He smiled and scoffed. She looked at him silently for a moment before yapping again.
“Ooohh are you gonna steal my boyfriend? He’s not straight either you know?” She teased leaning her elbows on the console and resting her head in her hands.
“Ok it’s time to stop talking and go home.” He said shoving her lightly back into her seat.
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Okay, back to posting about my Yuri, here’s them in color!!! Next tjink will be the background :3
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waaaa i haven’t drawn in forever but i am getting a FURBY FURSUIT so i needed to draw them!! meet toybox!!!
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She’ll Just Get You
“She wants a lover who will work it out.
She wants a lover she can cry to.
She wants somebody gonna make her proud,
But tonight, she’ll just get you.”
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Pokemondays | Okay, Let’s Try This Again….
Going live with weekly Pokemonday stream, let’s give this nuzlocke another go. Hopefully luck will be kinder to me this time! Hop on in and stay a while!
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I know I’ve been quiet - winter is my busy time, if you don’t know, I race with my sleddog kennel ( flightriskmushing.com if ya want to follow that!) But what have I been picking away at this winter? This monster of a commission! I am almost on the home stretch with so expect more soon!
I am always so optimistic every winter, I am like, oh I’ll definitely try harder to work on commissions during race season! But in the future I am finally acknowledging my limits and writing in my contracts that no commissions are worked on in Jan/Feb. There’s just ALWAYS something else to do.
As far as reopening resin casting orders in my shop, because I know some of you are waiting on that - as I speak, we have over a foot of snow on the ground still and more coming with this final cold spell 🤣 But I am hoping to be back to resin casting in April or May…we will see how it shakes out.(For those who don’t know - resin will only cure if its warm out, in my experience 65 degrees F or more, since I need to open windows for ventilation. So I am at the mercy of the weather here!)
