Quick Question, Why Do You Put Z When Replacing The S In Words? Its Vry Confusing And Difficult To Read

Quick question, why do you put ‘z’ when replacing the s in words? It’s vry confusing and difficult to read for someone with a reading disability.

I thought it would be silly, and I don't do it in my writing or when being serious so I, personally, don't see it as a big problem because it's not a part of what I truly want people to be able to read. The main reason is it matched my username so I thought it would be fine. I don't know if I'll continue, but I'm sorry if it was hard to read the notes I left for Moon and the warnings in my headcanons or if you saw my intro posts or requests.

HI MOOTIE.

HIHIHIHI MY BEAUTIFUL MOOT!!!!

we all love u man!!

,,, EVERYTHING ALL IN ONE PLACE

Mazter Lizt

One-Zhotz ━ ( 0 / 5 Zlotz Open ) Art ━ ( 4 / 5 Zlotz Open )

,,, Ztanley "Ztan" Marzh

; ztan x fem!reader x craig headcanonz | zfw&nzfw

,,, Craig Tucker

; ztan x fem!reader x craig headcanonz | zfw&nzfw

,,, Kyle Broflovzki

; "Irrationally Rational" | toxic kyle x fem!reader

longer ztoriez ,,, it'z quiet here

Rulez to Follow

Az Long az You Follow Theze Zimple Rulez, You'll Be A-Okay In My Book!!

everything to do with requeztz NOTE: theze can change on the regular zo make zure to check in with them!

Zee What'z Coming Next

Want to Know if You Zhould Look Forward to an Pozt or if Your Requezt iz Going to Be Done? Thiz iz Your Place!

Click Me!

Get to Know Me

If You Ever Have Any Queztionz about Me, Feel Free to Put Zomething In My Inbox!

hi! my name iz vega, and i'm zo glad you have found your way to my blog! My pronounz are they/zhe with a preference for they/them! i'm a pretty buzy perzon zo i'm zo zorry if your requezt izn't done in a timely manner!! believe it or not, i have a life outzide of tumblr, and az much az i love writing and drawing, practicing for my band and zchool will alwayz come firzt. zorry not zorry. i'll write when it comez to me, my mental health iz zhit right now, zorry chat :/

Tagz

I Might Forget to Put Zomething on the Mazter Lizt Zo Zearch My Blog With Certain Tagz to (hopefully) Get What You're Looking For.

#➥ vega yapz ,,, i talk about anything and everything #➥ vega'z art ,,, any type of art i pozt #➥ vega'z mutualzᡣ𐭩 ,,, my beautiful mutualz #➥ vega'z perzonal opioinz ,,, maybe a rant or any debate zomeone wantz to have with me #➥ life updatez ,,, i want to zhare my life with you, and i will! #➥ boo!!! ,,, one of my bezt friendz, boo!! (@boothyghost) #➥ noah | boo'z oc ,,, it'z boo'z oc, noah!! zhow him zome love!! (@boothyghost)

welcome,,,

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status; AHHHH AHHHH AHHHH I HAVE A GIRLFRIEND NOW :3!!!

hello!! welcome to my blog!! this is a little writing/art blog that i’ve decided to also use as a diary!! my DMs are always open and i have to request that you don’t ask me for donations. i can’t help you, and you should go to people who can.

i’m pretty forgetful and i procrastinate a lot, so i’ll write or draw when it comes to me. school and my band comes first, though, as of recently, i’m not for sure if the lead singer will stay with us. the band is falling apart right now and if things don’t work out i’ll probably have to start figuring out how to sing on top of guitar, so i might be extremely busy.

my name is vega, but vegas or las vegas is fine too!! i’m a genderqueer person and i’m honestly unsure of how to define my sexuality right now, whether i should call myself a lesbian or gynosexual. my mbti is INFP (mediator), and my time zone is GMT-5.

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i’m only in two fandoms right now, south park and attack on titan!

i absolutely adore music, my favorite artists right now being the cure, insane clown posse, cannibal corpse and destroy boys!!

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i love gets asks, it doesn’t matter what it is, a simple hello or telling me about your day will make me extremely happy!!

i have a general DNI list, but if you’re making me uncomfortable i’ll be sure to tell you.

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# ➥vega yaps # ➥vega’s art # ➥vega’s mutuals.ᐟ.ᐟ # ➥life updates # ➥boo.ᐟ.ᐟ ,,, @boothyghost # ➥noah | boo’s oc # ➥the band

all of these are put in tags for easier navigation

AHHHHH THAT'Z FUCKING CRAZY😨

thiz iz not what i waz expecting when i went to check out your blog😭🙏

i wrote this for a friend

The door to the janitor's closet creaked open, revealing a space barely large enough for two people to stand side by side. A dim light bulb flickered overhead, casting a weak yellow glow over the dusty mops and rusty buckets. Laughter echoed down the hallway, growing distant as the door swung shut, leaving them shrouded in near darkness. The scent of lemon-scented cleaner mingled with the faint aroma of stale popcorn and the unmistakable musk of desire.

Phillip Pirrup, the soft-spoken British exchange student, had found a temporary refuge from the schoolyard taunts in the arms of a fellow student, Leylan. His heart raced as he leaned her against the cold, cinderblock wall, his hands exploring the contours of her body with a mix of curiosity and urgency. She looked up at him, her eyes half-lidded with lust, her breaths coming in shallow gasps. The air between them grew thick with anticipation as they kissed, their teeth clashing briefly before settling into a rhythm that sent shivers down their spines.

Pip's hands slid under her shirt, his fingertips tracing the lines of her bra, teasing her sensitive skin. Leylan's hands weren't idle either; they roamed over his shoulders, down his back, and finally settled on the waistband of his trousers. The sound of their clothing rustling was a stark contrast to the silence outside the closet door. With a flick of her wrist, she unbuckled his belt, the metal clanking against the metal shelving, and he sucked in a breath as she unzipped him. His arousal was palpable, straining against the fabric of his boxers.

Their kiss grew more fervent as she reached into his pants, wrapping her hand around his firm length. He groaned into her mouth, his hips bucking involuntarily at her touch. The closet was their clandestine sanctuary, where they could indulge in their secret desires without fear of the cruel eyes of their classmates. The walls felt like they were closing in around them, heightening the intensity of their encounter.

With a swift motion, Pip lifted Leylan, her legs wrapping around his waist as he pinned her against the wall. She bit her bottom lip, stifling a moan as he ground his hips into hers. The roughness of his movements sent waves of pleasure through her, and she could feel the wetness building between her thighs. He pulled away from her briefly, his eyes searching hers for any sign of hesitation, but all he saw was a hunger that matched his own.

"Pip," she whispered, her voice needy and urgent. "Now."

Her words were all the encouragement he needed. He lifted her shirt, revealing her bare breasts to the stale air of the closet. He kissed and nibbled his way down her neck, leaving a trail of fire across her pale skin. Leylan arched her back, pushing herself closer to him, her nails digging into his shoulders. He reached behind her, unclipping her bra with a quick flick of his thumbs. It fell to the floor, forgotten amidst the chaos of their passion.

He stepped back just enough to pull down her skirt and panties, leaving her fully exposed. His eyes roved over her, drinking in the sight of her bare flesh, the curves of her hips and the softness of her belly. She was a vision, and he couldn't wait to claim her. He stepped closer again, aligning their bodies, the tip of his cock brushing against her. They both moaned, the contact sending a jolt of electricity through them.

With a gentle push, he entered her, filling her up in one smooth stroke. The closet was silent except for the slap of their skin and the quiet whimpers that escaped her lips. He held her tightly, supporting her weight as he began to move, his hips driving into hers with a steady, powerful rhythm. She felt herself stretch around him, her body adjusting to the intrusion, her muscles tightening with every thrust.

Her nails dug deeper into his shoulders as she threw her head back, her eyes squeezed shut in ecstasy. The sensation of his cock sliding in and out of her was overwhelming, sending ripples of pleasure through her core. The roughness of the wall against her back and the cold metal shelves pressing into her thighs only served to enhance the heat building between her legs.

THATS IT.

I just wanted to say you seem really cool :3

AHHHHHHHH THANK YOU ZO MUCH!!! you do too!!! >:3 <3