Chuldah
Gender: Female
Pronunciation: KHUL-dah
Origin: Hebrew
Meaning: Weasel; Mole
Ranking in the US top 1000: Not ranked
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Chuldah
Gender: Female
Pronunciation: KHUL-dah
Origin: Hebrew
Meaning: Weasel; Mole
Ranking in the US top 1000: Not ranked
Ring Ring Hello
"Mom?"
"Yeah, Ches'?"
"Can I make a phone call?"
"Sure. who to?"
"My new TA."
"Who?"
"The girl who comes in and helps me. She's a student."
"Oh, Alright. What's her number?"
Chester repeated the number he'd memorized to her and took the phone from his mother, cradling it awkwardly in his hands. He'd never really been sure of how to hold a phone, or maybe he just hadn't gotten used to it yet.
"Uh, hey, 's this Fay?"
Little Bunny Foo Foo
"Is Foo Foo still here?" "Yeah, do you want to play with him?" "Yeah."
Katherine led her son by the arm to the room in the animal shelter where they kept the larger rodents in cages. Most seventeen year olds' weekend plans didn't involve going to your mom's work and spending a lot of time by yourself, but Chester didn't exactly have any video games or homework anything to keep himself occupied.
"Why hasn't he been adopted yet?" He asked, "Not a lot of people come here looking for rabbits, baby." "That's dumb." "I know."
He smiled when she set the bunny in his arms and Chester sat on the ground to hold him. Foo Foo was a good bunny, rescued from an awful breeding farm where he was malnourished and mangy, but Katherine made him good as new. He never squirmed or bit, and Chester loved to hold him and set him between his legs like a tiny pen. He loved to feel his soft coat of fur, and how fast his heartbeat was underneath it.
"Don't lose him, now. I'll come in later, okay, Chester?" "Okay, mom. Love you." "Love you, too."
She planted a kiss on the top of his head and left.
Foo Foo moved around a bit more than usual, so Chester lifted him back into his arms and held him there, stroking between his ears and kissing the top of his head. He was scared that soon they'd have to put Foo Foo down if nobody adopted him.
The door to the room opened again and Chester tightened his grip on Foo Foo so he didn't try to get away.
"Mom?"
Class for the Not-So-Incredibly-Gifted
Chester heard voices he recognized, speaking of a name he didn't know. Alexa. New student, probably. There was a shuffle of papers, footsteps, new sneakers squeaking as someone walked and sat in the seat beside him. As usual, the room was quiet with no real education going on. The 'very special' students were out walking the halls with their paras and the more functional students were sitting in the room watched by one teacher who didn't really teach any subjects. Other students in the room would get to go to certain classes and learn real things from real teachers but not Chester... no. Chester was a little too 'special' for that.
"What are you in for?" He asked the body beside him. The answer could be anywhere from Autism to Downs Syndrome, but he always waited for someone to answer with what would be totally obvious to anyone else but Chester.
I like my odds (Any pairings but the ones I did!)
Olivile
Kiss- Lips (mainverse)
Oliver sat quietly with her on the couch, watching amateur actors die ridiculous deaths with loads and loads of fake blood. Slowly, he moved closer to her, until she turned to notice what he was doing. After which he placed a peck on her lips and turned back to the show as if he'd done nothing.
Jayvon
Touch- Lips (addict verse)
Jay grinned, feeling the buzz of the coke he'd just snorted. He licked his finger and tapped it into the white powder before placing it on the blonde's lips, stroking her lower lip gently and applying a bit of pressure to see if she'd be willing to tease him.
Dempziv
Touch- Below Waist (Dystopia)
Dem watched Zivon's figure move about the room, his eyes falling curiously on her rear. He found a strange arousal he wasn't sure he was supposed to feel. "C'mere..." He murmured, beckoning her over. Cautiously, he reached around her and placed his hands on her backside, squeezing and letting out a satisfied moan at his curiosity.
Chuldyan
Fondle- Below Waist (Dystopia)
Chester heard Ryan beside him and reached out, coming into contact with a part of his body he didn't recognize. He pawed at it for a moment, growing slightly familiar but the angle confused him. His fingers trailed up and he found the hem of a shirt, making him quickly realize what he'd done. His entire body felt aflame with embarrassment. "I'm so sorry." He yanked his hand away.
Chudel (why not)
Fondle- Chest
Chester stroked Adel's face lightly, beginning to breathe a bit heavily. His hands fell to his shoulders and he wondered if he should ask permission before exploring. Too nervous to ask but hoping he wouldn't object, Chester let his hands fall to Adel's chest, sliding slowly across his pectorals and letting his fingers curl slightly.
Benxy
Lick- Chest
Benji knelt over Proxy, smirking fondly at the way he blushed. "I just want to try something." He said calmly, leaning down and circling his tongue around his nipple before looking up to detect a reaction, genuinely curious whether or not it felt good.
I've Never Seen the Circus _ Circus AU
Chester felt his way to the third stall on the left, where his favorite show horse, Midnight. His mom told him it could be dangerous, but he didn't care. He loved the smell of hay, and the sound of the large animals breathing. He loved exploring their bodies and trying to picture what they might look like in his head, even though his mom made him stay away from their legs because they kick. He slid her stall door open just a crack and slipped in, closing it behind him and reaching out for her. He gripped her bridle gently and stroked her nose, the velvet soft under his fingertips soothing him instantly.
"Hey girl..." He whispered, "Did you miss me?"
Miles to Go Before I Sleep {Chuldyan}
Chester had had a long and lonely day, a few needy members of The Underground straggling in, getting what they needed from him, and leaving. At the end of it all he'd put up a 'Do Not Disturb' sign someone had made for him and placed it outside the doorway, since he 'door' to his office was just some curtains that covered up the open tunnel.
He was laying on his desk with his arms behind his head, his sunglasses laying beside him and his eyes closed, wishing there was something more. Wishing there was a way out, or at least a reason to stay in.
He heard someone enter, their footsteps and the sound of curtains ruffling distinctive. "Can't you read? If it's a skill you possess you should take an advantage of it."
Welcome to the Underground {Chuldah and Ryan}
Chester played with the cane in his hand. He usually didn't use it since he could make it around the tunnel systems quite well, but sometimes things were moved or shifted around and he would run into things and feel stupid and clumsy, so he kept it on him. He had a nice office space to himself, behind him cabinets upon cabinets of files stolen from the surface and translated into braille. It wasn't so far from his living space, a closed-off piece of tunnel that his moms had set up as his bedroom. Most people didn't live in the underground like Chester did, most were able to go up to the surface and pretend to be normal law-abiding citizens but then escaped to the underground when they found time. Not Chester, though. Chester could never pretend to be 'normal.'
He scratched his ears where his sunglasses were sitting, he'd grown irritated of wearing them, but he didn't like to remember to keep his eyes closed and he didn't want to freak anyone out with them. He didn't really know what they looked like, but his mom had told him to wear his sunglasses when he was little to not scare the other kids so he'd grown to be insecure about them.
It was too quiet in his office. He wished he'd had more visitors. Maybe one of his moms would come and see him, or a client would come in and need something, or maybe Adel would bring him some music... He smiled to himself at the thought.
His head turned in the direction of one of the entrances when he heard a noise. Excited that it might be Adel, he called out quickly. "Aye, who's there?"