#kahamiya

she was most active in the mcl fandom on here in like 2016 to 2018. in the fall of 2018, a lot of things got out about her; transphobia, bullying, borderline stalking, faking her suicide. she disappeared off the internet after all of that got out. there was a document of messages and things that was posted. in winter 2023, I woke up to a message from a new account, and it was her apologizing for most of the things that happened, we talked a bit, and then the account was deleted. I don't hold a grudge anymore, really, but I still think about it

what I'm getting at is. I'm now graduated from university with a bachelor of arts. I work with digital archives and internet culture. and also I've been in therapy for 3 years. I can't find any real trace of these things happening.

the document vanished from my shared on gdocs, and most of the posts and links on my old blog have succumbed to link rot as people left their blogs.

this is purely for personal reasons, but if anyone still has those screenshots, documents or messages, anything that was posted back then in 2018, if you feel comfortable sharing, you can dm me on here or on discord, my user is also centralsaints

Laying on the bed together Armin and Kaha had been making out for so long that they had completely lost track of time. Their lips moved together with a perfect unity that they didn’t even have to think. All they needed to do was allow themselves to melt into the moment and enjoy the feeling of their bodies pressed against one another.

The two of them were laying on their sides, Kaha’s leg was hooked over Armin’s body helping to hold him close as her hands roamed his naked body. It was only in the last 10 minutes or so that the two had begun removing their clothes, but once they started there was no stopping them. Shirts, shorts, socks, underwear, all of it was discarded off and dropped onto the floor. It didn’t take long for them both to be laying on the bed completely naked.

A whimper slipped from Kaha’s lips as Armin broke the kiss, but it soon turned into a soft moan as his lips made their way to her neck. As he kissed, bit, and marked her neck one of his hands roamed down her body, stopping at her lower abdomen. His hand was temptingly close to the growing wetness between her legs. All he needed to do was move his hand a little lower and it would be right where Kaha desperately wanted it. But instead of moving down Armin’s hand remained where it was, gently rubbing circles on her skin.

Kaha’s body was growing impatient. Although his lips felt like heaven on her neck, his hand was doing nothing but creating an unsatisfied itch that she needed him to scratch. Squirming and wriggling her hips Kaha attempted to give herself some very needed friction. Instead Kaha found herself rolling onto her back.

Maybe it was the new position or maybe Armin had enough of teasing her, but slowly his hand began to move lower down her body where his fingertips brushed over her clit, pushing a moaned, “Yes,” out of Kaha’s mouth. Armin held his body up with his free hand, staring down at the hand he had between his girlfriend’s legs that was torturously slowly playing with her clit. A steady stream of moans emerged between her slowly increasingly staggered breathing.

But it wasn’t until his fingertips grazed over her wet entrance that her breathing hitched in her throat. Slowly Armin entered one finger into her and began to pump. In and out. His thumb pressed against her clit, not letting that stimulation stop for even a second. He stared down at her the whole time, gauging her reactions as she moaned beneath him. There was no stopping the grin that sat on his lips as his actions had the effect that he had wanted so desperately from her.

With a series of shaky moans, Kaha squirmed on mattress as her hands tightly gripped the blankets. Trying to force more of the friction that she desperately needed. That friction came in the form of a second finger entering her as Armin’s hand began to pump faster in and out of her.

His fingers were strong, heavenly, and completely magic within her. Every move of his thumb, every pump of his fingers, and every time their gazes locked Kaha felt herself being pushed closer to her end. Pleasure was building up within her and threatening to spill over at any second.

A little something more was all she needed, and Armin was more than happy to give it to her. Picking up the speed of his fingers Armin leant down and kissed Kaha slowly. Her breathing was staggered as she kissed him back to the best of her abilities, loving the feeling of having him pressed closely against her as his fingers worked within her.

As her back arched up off the mattress Armin broke the kiss and stared down at her and watched as she came on his fingers. Her voice caught in her throat, her moans falling silent, as wave after wave of her orgasm washed over her. Armin’s fingers continued to slowly move in and out of her, drawing out her orgasm for all it was worth. Every second that passed where Kaha was in a state of complete pleasure thanks to him was a second that Armin wanted to have last for as long as possible.

Phoebe dreaded Kaha’s blinks because for one split second those enchanting eyes were hidden from her. They were a gorgeous shade of grey that had Phoebe’s head spinning. They were the sort of thing that could only be found in fairy-tales, yet there they were, in front of her, more beautiful than Phoebe ever thought to be possible.

Sitting in the classroom, waiting for their teacher to arrive, Phoebe found herself yet again staring in Kaha’s direction. Only on this particular day Kaha was staring back. The two of them seemed to have found themselves in a silently agreed upon staring contest which pleasantly gave Phoebe every reason to consider staring into those gorgeous eyes that she had so quickly fallen in love with.

“Non voglio mai che questo finisca,” What? Phoebe may have been able to hear what Kaha had said perfectly, but she had no idea what it meant. “Tu e i tuoi occhi siete belli.” Phoebe may not have known Italian, but she knew what ‘belli’ meant and the fact that Kaha had just directed it towards her had the blush on Phoebe’s cheeks deepening.

Kaha thought that she was beautiful. Never in her wildest dreams did Phoebe think she would hear something like that from Kaha. Let alone hear it in that alluring Italian accent that made Phoebe’s knees weak.

The sheer joy that she felt mixed with the surprise of hearing the one Italian word that she understood had Phoebe blink and lose their contest. A second after her eyes opened back up, Phoebe watched Kaha stand and walk over to her. Unsure of what was happening, Phoebe stood up too as she waited for Kaha to reach her.

When Kaha was within arms reach, she did something that completely threw Phoebe off. Kaha took one of Phoebe’s hands and placed a kiss on the back of it, closing her beautiful eyes as she did.

Phoebe’s cheeks were red hot. She could feel it, and she sure as hell didn’t want to see her reflection right now.

Kaha had kissed her. Sure it was only on the hand, but that’s not something that people typically did with someone that they considered to be just a friend. Particularly not right after they’d told said friend that they thought they were beautiful in a foreign language.

Screw it.

Not giving Kaha to say anything after standing upright, Phoebe cupped Kaha’s face with her hands, closed her eyes, and closed the distance between them before pulling Kaha into a kiss.

For a moment Kaha didn’t do anything. She simply stood there with her eyes wide open in shock as Phoebe’s lips were pressed against her. Then that magical moment hit. The moment when Kaha allowed her own eyes to close, let her hands return Phoebe’s touch, and began to kiss back.

The classroom and other students around them melted away as they lip-locked. Nothing mattered in that moment but the two of them and the thing that they had both secretly been wanted to do for longer than either of them would care to admit.

They inevitably had to come up for breath, and when they did Phoebe took a deep breath before whispering what she had thought ever since she first saw Kaha, “You’re beautiful.”