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sterekorgtfo · 5 days

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Premise: Broke Buck moves in with Eddie, but still seeing Tommy. BuTomDie/Polyfire/BuddieTommy.

Rated: Explicit

Having Buck move in was turning out to be pretty cool. Chris was ecstatic to spend more time with Buck and Buck equally loved getting to hang out with his more buddy more. Buck wasn’t as messy as he anticipated, and splitting all the chores with Buck was great.

The issues of Buck moving in came in the form of Tommy. Tommy was still great and wonderful and was a great friend to Eddie. The two of them would still hang out solo every so often (less frequent than Buck and Tommy’s date nights, which was fine and obviously understandable) and the three of them would hang out a lot at Eddie’s, now Eddie’s and Buck’s house.

Seeing Buck and Tommy together at Maddie and Chim’s wedding was great. It made Eddie so happy to see his best friend and his new boyfriend so comfortable and happy for the first time. However, several dozen times later, Eddie was starting to feel some type of way about it.

The more he thought about Buck realizing this late in life, the more Eddie questioned his own feelings and sexuality. When Buck asked him if he’d ever checked out a hot guys ass, Eddie agreed because that was normal! But the more he thought about it, guys were hot. And his two best friends were hot as hell.

Eddie had seen Buck shirtless hundreds of times at the station, but basketball with Tommy in his cutoff ranks and shorts? That was kind of eye opening. And one day Tommy was shirtless in his kitchen early morning grabbing a glass of water in the middle of the night and that just made Eddie in desperate need of water to quench his thirst too.

They were always kissing and touching each other. Not significantly in an overt way. They were always mindful of when Eddie was around, especially Chris, and they kept it fairly PG. Eddie almost wished they weren’t. If they had a sleepover at Eddie’s, they kept it respectable and saved their saucier sleepovers at Tommy’s house. Whenever Eddie was home alone he knew what those two were doing and he just couldn’t help but think about it. Fantasize about it.

One night Chris was sleeping over at a friends and Buck and Tommy took that as being in the clear to finally fully fuck at Eddie’s. They didn’t hold back.

Eddie heard all of Buck’s whimpering and moaning through the wall and it was the fucking hottest thing Eddie has ever heard. He got annoyed with fake exaggerated moaning in porn and never really thought too much on his own partners’ noises, but Bucks?; Oh he wanted to save the audio to his phone and listen to it on repeat. He hasn’t even realized he was stroking himself to Bucks sec noises until he felt the splatter of cum on his body.

And Eddie had never thought too much of other guys dicks and tried to not focus on them too much in straight porn in the past but Eddie knew Tommy had a good one to make Buck sound like that. He knew Buck had a good one too, but he wasn’t thinking about Buck’s dick. Eddie wanted Tommy’s dick to fuck his ass while Eddie was fucking Buck. Yeah, that’s what he wanted.

Eddie entered the kitchen the next morning and started making coffee. He waited for it to brew and poured himself a glass when Tommy walked out of Bucks room. Both of them were shirtless, clad in just pajama pants. Eddie was free balling, and judging by the imprint in Tommy’s, that man was too. And yes, Eddie could almost confirm that it was pretty impressive from what he can tell from this side of the fabric.

“Morning, Ed’s,” Tommy said. “Is there enough coffee for me?”

“Of course,” *Eddie said, gesturing to the pot. Tommy came over and grabbed a mug, knowing where everything was by now, and pouring himself a glass. And fuck, Tommy’s ass was just as nice in those thin pants. That muscular wide ass matches his muscular braid shoulders and massive biceps. Tommy was just massive everywhere.

“Did you sleep well?” Tommy asked as he took a sip, just making polite conversation.

Eddie smirked and took a sip. “Once things quieted down a little,” he teased, watching Tommy’s face turn from cool and collected to embarrassed and panicked.

“Oh my god, Eddie,” Tommy stammered. “I’m so sorry. That was so disrespectful of us. Buck was in a mood and I didn’t think how sound may travel through the walls here and-”

“You’re fine,” *Eddie interrupted, reassuringly, with his hand up to stop him. “Don’t worry about it. I didn’t mind.”

Tommy’s eyebrow raised with intrigue. “You didn’t mind….. listening to your two male friends have gay sex?”

Eddie chucked and blushed and looked away from his hot shirtless friend’s gaze, taking a sip of his Joe before nervously turning back. “No, I didn’t,” he admitted bravely.

Gosh, what was he doing? He was flirting with his best friends boyfriend right here in their kitchen; and by the expression on Tommy’s face, Tommy knew it. Tommy’s eyes gazed up and down Eddie lustfully and Eddie understood it. Eddie’s cock twitched, betraying him, earning a smirk from Tommy who witnessed it.

“Did you touch yourself?” Tommy asked in a low, seductive voice that made Eddie’s blood rush to his cock even more. Eddie didn’t know he could be turned on by a voice, let alone a man’s voice, but here they were.

“I-” Eddie stammered as he saw Buck finally enter. “Hey Buck!” He greeted his best friend with an octave and volume not seen since he walked in on them on a date at a pizzeria.

Tommy chuckled and looked at Evan, and Buck gave the both of them curious looks. “Do I want to know what I just walked in on?”

“N-nothing,” *Eddie lied unconvincingly, unsure of whose look he wanted to avoid.

“Eddie was just telling me about how he was stroking his cock to the sounds of me fucking you last night, Evan,” Tommy explained in a way that was both definitive and sultry.

Eddie nervously looked to his best friend who was looking at him with intrigue. “That’s not-that’s a bit of an”-

“It’s ok, Eddie,” *Buck said calmly and reassuringly.* “We know.”

Eddie heart raced a million miles an hour. He turned back and forth between Buck and Tommy who were looking at him with a bit of playfulness, but also earnest. “You know?”

Eddie felt Tommys large hands on his hips rotate him towards him until he was looking right at Tommy. “We know,” Tommy repeated with a gentleness that soothes him before Tommy leaned in and began kissing him.

Eddies brain short-circuited. It was such a suave and tender, romantic kiss that Eddie forgot it was: a) with a man and b) Bucks man specifically.

Eddie pulled away to nervously look at Buck to see C if Buck was pissed. Buck was much closer now, and Buck was most certainly not posted. He was smiling widely at him, the way he smiles at Tommy. Buck cussed both sides of Eddie’s face and leaned in and gave him an additional deep, passionate, sensual kiss.

Eddie wondered what a deep romantic kiss with Buck would be like. Nothing he imagined came close to this. Buck pulled back with a mischievous grin. “We wanted your to hear us,” Buck confessed.

Eddie’s brain put the pieces together and smirked. “You fuckers,” he bashfully mumbled.

“We both want you, Eddie; and we think you want both of us,” Tommy explained. “We’re willing to share everything if you are. All three of us dating the other two evenly. Not both of us fighting over Buck and Not Buck and I leaving you out anymore. Me and Buck, You and Buck, and Me and You. We make room for two person date nights and three person date nights. What do you say?” Tommy explained.

Everything sounded perfect and ideal, but his brain wasn’t currently the primary organ in his body processing this information right now. “That sounds great. Whatever gets me sucking cock the fastest,” Eddie whines desperately.

Tommy chuckled and grabbed one ass cheek of both of his boyfriends in each hand. “So eager,” he purred. “I suppose that’s a heavy topic after rolling you up. I suppose we should give you a taste of what you’re agreeing to.”

Tommy and Buck slid down their waistbands, revealing their cocks, and Eddie sunk to his knees so fast. He wasn’t positive on what to do, but he knew enough to guess. He put his mouth on Tommys cock first and starting pumping Buck with his free hand.

Tommy smelled so masculine and musky. It occurred to Eddie that this dick was inside Buck last night. Did they fuck raw or use condoms? Was Eddie tasting Buck right now? He’s never treated cock before so he wants sure; but he thinks he was.

“That’s pretty good for your first cock, Eddie,” Tommy said proudly as he risked his hips. “This was a great idea. Evan.”

Eddie’s brain raced. Buck was behind this seduction? His best friend if so many years? He wasn’t sure what to think about that; but it didn’t matter because Tommy pulled out of his mouth and stepped to the side so Buck could step in.

“Suck your best friends cock,” *Tommy instructed. Eddie looked up at Buck to ensure this was what Buck wanted, and his hung best friend above him, hard cock dangling in his friend, nodded assuredly.

Eddie took a deep breath and took Buck into his mouth, his best friend, his roommate, his partner on the field; and quickly found out why that man was called a firehose.

This new dynamic between the three of them would be tough to navigate and take some getting used to, but if he got to keep taking both of their cocks like this; it would be a most welcome change he’d embrace with open arms (amongst other body parts).

The End.

#BuTomDie #polyfire #buddietommy #bucktommy #buddie #tommy kinard #evan buckley #eddie diaz

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diazfox · 24 days

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(A tentative guess about your BuckTommy vs Buddie post)

I guess a big part of it is because it's canon ? It's canon and it seems to work, and it seems to be make Buck calm and fluffy and happy in a healthy way, which is what a lot (all ?) of us want. So we can get behind that, for now.

Your "why not a similar support behind his exes / fetishizing MM relationship" question is valid and i think the difference is because it's the first time someone Buck dates seems to really fit with him without having something that we can pre-shot is going to be a problem, and the first time he goes into a relationship (getting myself ahead of things there) without it being to heal something in him ? And as I've read other people point out, Tommy's not silo-ed out, he has a backstory with the Begins episodes, he is friends with some of the 118, so it makes him less of a plot device than Buck's female exes.

And about the second part, the fetishizing part, i think sadly it's just a real thing that happens here, on tumblr and in fandom spaces : men are seen enjoying being together and fandom smooches them together together. One could even argue that it's the same for Buddie, wanting them to be together together when canon just factually says they are BFFs. I don't think anyone is erasing anything, but all that is canon about Buddie is that they are BFFs (a lot can be read as more that friends but ultimately it's with shipping goggles on, only - i'm not a very optimistic person, though).

I guess some of us think that if they didn't make Buddie happen for this long, then it may be because it is meant to stay on the fandom shipping side ? And we're given this incredible chance to have a canon lgbt character with an unusual story of self-discovery that doesn't happen a lot in tv shows so we're just enthusiastic to go with the flow ?

And if it turns out that the writers have the guts to get Eddie his own self-discovery journey, and if that later leads to Buddie happening somehow, then I think all BuckTommy shippers will be glad that it finally happened, and that it is canon, and is finally the Truth.

damn, thanks for your insight! i do see how things being canon and properly canon (like Tommy having a "backstory") can cause shifts in perspectives looking into the future.

i 100% understand why some might think buddie is a form of fetishization too. ngl i've seen strong arguments like "why can't 2 male characters share a strong emotional bond platonically? why does it have to lead to romance?" i guess my main reason for bringing up fetishization with respect to bucktommy is the fact that they are quite lacking in the "strong emotional bond" department. so it feels pretty much like "2 hot guys kissing and touching each other hell yeah" to me.

but i realise i'm overlooking the fact that this is bi buck's first relationship, though. i forgot to consider the fact that majority of this support for tommy comes from the fact that this is the first love interest of buck's to whom he can give all of himself and get twice as much with all the freedom in the world AS A BI MAN. thank u for putting me on to the fact that i've been misinterpreting this enthusiasm to some degree.

thats not to say that just bc something is canon or just a headcanon everything is set in stone. writers and actors themselves have made it very clear time and time again that audience reactions and engagement matters when it comes to plot development. in your own line of thought, right until 7x 03 they didn't make bi Buck happen for so long. so would u say it was meant to stay merely on the fandom shipping side? i just think the possibilities are endless, and maybe we as a fandom can try to have a bit more resilience to see through fan-originated storylines instead of a "i'll just go with whatever is canon bc it's easier" ethic.

#911 #911 on abc #evan buckley #buddie #911 abc #eddie diaz

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maygrcnt · 27 days

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How would you rate Buck and Eddie’s love interests, best to worst, in terms of chemistry, connection, personality, relationship etc. 😊

ooooo okay yeah let’s do it, excluding each other obviously and only counting multi episode love arcs

Buck:

Tommy— self explanatory, the only love interest who doesn’t have any of the things mentioned below. the first post abby love storyline that respects the love interest as a person more than just someone to put in relationship with buck

Taylor— HEAR ME OUT BRO. i enjoy the bucktaylor STORYLINE. i.e: i like that it happened, and i especially like that it ended. i think in retrospect it was a good journey for buck to go on. i also enjoy weird little situationships in television and god they had some fucked up shit going on. i like it like i like to watch a car crash.

Ali— There’s really nothing wrong with ally tbqh just a lack of development. she actively did good things for buck, and the way she left sucked but i really cannot fault a woman for finding a boundary, setting it, and standing her ground. if she had stayed any longer it would have been just setting up for a major explosion that would have hurt buck way more than her just leaving early on

Abby— i just don’t like abby, enough said.

Natalia— oh sweet natalia she is actually probably the best buck love interest in my opinion in terms of being a kind and enjoyable presence on screen and she’s fucking stunning. but i just can’t get behind how this relationship was pieced together from nothing in order to fulfill some sort of quota based on a hypothetical cancellation. even if the show WAS completely cancelled, the idea that every character HAS TO be paired up with someone by the end of the narrative in order to show them as fulfilled and happy… doesn’t vibe with me.

Eddie:

Shannon— shannon diaz my love and light god i wish so much better for her and more. i get so incredibly upset and teary thinking about her. i wish they could have found peace and been able to raise their boy together somehow after reuniting (and divorcing lol). genuinely one of the most tragic characters in this whole show, i love her.

Ana— ana is in the middle literally only because i don’t like her but i don’t hate her as much as marisol.

Marisol— besides the fact that she was never supposed to be a character beyond her emergency and was pulled from the trenches TWICE when different storylines fell through and they needed to figure something out, she’s just genuinely so fucking NOTHING that i do not care. she’s like a prop they put on eddie’s arm and it pisses me off astronomically. i don’t like the way they use women as devices in this show and she’s just the shining fucking example of that.

#911 abc #evan buckley #eddie diaz

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thistangledbrain · 3 years

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Autism Awareness/Acceptance Month

Day 5!

“Special Interests”

Have a quiet Autie in your life? That won’t last long if you tap into their special interest. We can’t shut UP when we find someone who’s genuinely curious about what lights us up.

Every older Autie I know has at least one special interest, sometimes several.

Mine? Dogs. Primarily.

And I mean EVERYTHING dog, but starting with behavior. Then in no particular order, health/genetics, various breeds and their traits, training....literally everything. Even the genes that define coat color & pattern, and what physical genetics are tied to behavior (if you’re curious about that, start with the Russian studies about domesticated foxes and what happened to their red coats, the more tame they became). It was horses when I was younger, but I soon moved to dogs when getting into my late teens (more affordable and accessible I guess lol). And if I don’t know the answer to your questions, we find out together, because I *need* to know, too. 😉 I can talk dogs with you literally all day and never get bored...which helps socially, too (I’ve mentioned that most of my closest friends are dog people) - I have a larger network of friends than most other auties I know, and it’s because of a shared passion for all things dog.  Then there’s the sciences, but particularly quantum & theoretical physics. I. Fucking. Love. Physics. LOVE IT. Unfortunately, my brain hits a wall with more advanced mathematics, so I can’t “do” physics on the level I want to. Luckily for me, my oldest son is also pretty obsessed with it, and he is now pursuing a degree in physics....so when he comes home, we sit down with his notes and he breaks it down for me (the language behind the experiment or action). I have pictures of his notes saved on my phone, for simply the silly reason that I like the patterns of the math (it’s the “universal language”, if you didn’t know), and like to daydream about understanding it. (He struggles with the math as well...we are both HEAVILY right brained...but he manages.) If there’s a documentary out there about physics (plus many lectures), I’ve probably seen it multiple times. Idk why quantum physics in particular interests me...maybe because it’s almost like magic. ☺️ Quantum entanglement fascinates me, and the theory that things aren’t what they are unless/until you observe them...I can get stuck absolutely obsessing over these things.

Nature/animals are the big background special interest that the specifics tie into, though (and this ranges from astrophysics to the life cycle and structure of an ant colony - and even human psychology). Concerning observable animal/plant nature though (and this is a big one for me), Sir David Attenborough is my hero lol- no one else answers the questions I have, and opens up the natural world for me, like that dude. It was Mutual of Omaha’s nature shows when I was a kid, now it’s him. Sorry not sorry, but a doc on the secret life of plants is *fucking riveting* to me. Science is my JAM! 😆 I am happy to recommend any docs to any other fellow science nerds (Through the Wormhole, The Elegant Universe, and Cosmos are all MUST SEE - if you’re a nature nerd, of course Blue Planet, Our Planet, Life...gosh. So many great series). When I get on a science kick, I get the same feelings I get when I’ve tapped into a difficult dog’s psyche, and we start to figure things out. It’s an absolute thrilling obsession, and I am very restless until all my “why/how” is answered. It’s never enough - I never know enough, and I never will.

It’s also an area where my perpetual 2-3 year old is consistently mostly satisfied. I mean that’s the whole scientific community in a nutshell LOL! “WHY?” “HOW?!” When I was a kid, I’d have to write down all my questions that weren’t answered by our Encyclopedias, and wait till the weekly library trip to find the answers I sought. Now, I have a smartphone and Google LOL....and I cannot even begin to describe how consciously thankful I am for that quick access to answers!! Questions will *eat me alive* sometimes, so answering them in a timely fashion is sooooo satisfying 😆

I guess I’m a bit of an artist/creative personality. I’m unhappy when I don’t have space to create....but that space is pretty damn large, because I’m into almost all of it (you can’t exactly fit a miter and bandsaw into your apartment studio, so I’m very grateful I have the space for the power tools LOL...)  From building things to fabric crafts, I love it all. I get way burned out if one of those things become a “job”, though (ehh except being paid as a regular employee of a historic renovation construction firm LOL) - something I HAVE to do. Then it’s not enjoyable anymore. I had started down a path of marketable creations, and they were in high demand...but then it became something I HAD to do for money, instead of wanting to do for enjoyment - and I haven’t touched that particular craft in 8 years or more now (which frustrates people, because I was good at it). 🤷🏻‍♀️ That’s one of those things I really can’t help. My oldest son seems to be sort of similar....he’s commissioned several pieces (and secured his first few at a VERY young age), but he also tends to get a little frustrated when he’s expected to create something, instead of the urge naturally striking him. The whole beauty and satisfaction from art - for me anyway - stems from pure imagination without constraints. When you’re doing something to please someone, it ceases being art, and turns into just...a skilled task you completed. That’s how I look at it, anyway. So even though I could actually make my art into a career (at least supplementary income), it ceases to be enjoyable for me *at all*, unless I’m creating something for someone who means a lot to me. That, and I really just prefer to give my stuff as gifts. It makes me feel good to see people light up with joy over what I’ve made for them, whatever it was. (I also do a shitload of remote training with people and their dogs, for free. I point folks towards the trainers I respect if they need extensive in person work, but lots of folks don’t have several hundred bucks to sink into understanding their dogs better...so...I just help where I can, now. I think it *used to* frustrate my husband, but he absolutely understands now & is cool with it.)

Oh. And rocks and minerals. I’m an obsessive rockhound LOL - and a cousin is a geologist, so he can break down how and why each is so unique, how it formed & why, etc. I’m actually currently converting a large yard sale antique wardrobe into a piece that can showcase Sir Tommy on one side, and my extensive rock and mineral collection on the other (waaaay not extensive enough, but you might be surprised how expensive quality specimens are. Take moldavite for example...fascinating thing...little chip of it about the size of your pinky nail will run you $20 +, because it’s rare. And yes I am fascinated by the metaphysical value attached to these minerals, and why that’s even a thing.) The way minerals form - let’s cite Aragonite as an example - just captivates me.

So I guess those are my main special interests! If you have a *young* Autie in your life, try to expose them to various things. To find a “special interest” is to find a way to ground ourselves. Special interests are a bit different than...well, I’m not sure what words work for stim interests that you can escape into for NT’s, but it’s less of an interest, and more of an obsession for us. It consumes us.

So anyway, EVERY Autie has a special interest. It could be science, it could be gaming (that’s a big one with lots of males, and not a small one for Autie women either, because it’s an escape you actually have to engage your brain in) or computers; it could be mathematics or art. It could be animals and nature. But eventually (for those of you with wee Auties), Your Pet Autie ™️ will find something that they absolutely obsess over & gets them excited to share their knowledge or creations with you. I encourage parents of auties to help them explore the world and find their niche. It helps us navigate your world, and find a way to be at home in it. It also gives us something to fixate on other than our bumbling attempts at fitting in to a world not built for us.

Circling back - if you know an autistic in your life that you want an “in” to get to know, start with their special interest. (Of course we recognize when you’re doing it just for the merits, versus when you actually want to learn something from us, but we appreciate both, really. It gives us a chance to ...idk. Feel important, maybe. At least that’s what it is to me, and my boys. We love to feel needed for our knowledge!)

Special interests are truly your “in” to an Autie, regardless of what their subject is.

So that’s MY take on the special interests. What lights your beloved Autie up?

#asd #autism #autistic #acceptance

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kyotakumrau · 5 years

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2019.09.13

VERY rough notes from TRill MUsic radio program with Toshiya as a SUPER SUDDEN guest.

DJs are Joe Yokomizo and Yumenoyua

In the beginning they actually commented on how sudden this visit is and that Toshiya doesn't appear often on a radio.

They talked about the new artist photo:

Toshiya : Everyone decides their outfits etc by themselves, Kyo didn't want to show his face.

♪人間を被る

They talk again about the artist photo - it's so dark it's hard to understand who is who

T: すみません・sorry! (they all laugh)

Tweets from fans commenting how handsome he is, his fitness, diet. Toshiya replies that he eats properly.

Joe asks him about going grocery shopping and Toshiya talks about buying side dishes at the supermarket, he also buys discounted food (like any other normal person XP)

Other DJ summarizes band's history and they talk about the start of the band in 1997. All other members are from Kansai besides Toshiya who's from Nagano.

Toshiya explains they met in Tokyo. He was friends with a different band person and was invited to do a joint concert (2man) with Kyo's band. He thought that Kyo will definitely succeed. When he heard that Kyo's band disbanded and his band was planning to do that as well he decided to talk to Kyo.

Kyo apparently said :おれもしゃべりたかったねん・I wanted to talk to you too (Toshiya's imitation of Kyo was so sweet😂).

He says that indie times were a long time ago, now it's just a story, fun talk, even if then it was hard.

Next topic is free time - toshiya on his days off does what he likes, namely designing clothes. He draws his ideas, chooses materials; it takes time to make sample, fix problems, but he enjoys it.

It's a single but it's 10min long.

Toshiya comments that for a single it's their longest one; releasing singles is becoming more and more difficult and confusing, what's the point? (from a music market industry view point). When releasing a single there's more tough parts to think about compared to albums (including catchy parts etc).

Each time they struggle making decisions about singles.

He was sorry again for the length of the single😂

When asked if it's hard to play such long songs live? He said its fun.

Recording also took long this time.

Kyo wanted to do long song but it didn't go smoothly??

Is it connected to the last album?

Toshiya: it's different for every member, but for me it's connected to as the last song from the album.

♪the world of mercy radio edit

Which part is important according to you?

Toshiya says thinking about the flow of the song, how it will progress. They have quite few longer songs, but they always have to think about the flow, consider performing it live etc.

They always want to make something that doesn't exist yet, something better.

They talk about Toshiya's roots:

Toshiya got interested in music thanks to his mother liking music and listening to music on TV, her favorite was Julie (Sawada Kenji).

(Toshiya sings his songs in karaoke??😂)

Next they talk about performing live. Toshiya gets very nervous before every performance.

Among their 30 singles what does he remember best?

Toshiya: at the start being produced by Yoshiki.

He won't share his impression of Yoshiki so he doesn't need to quit music😂

(as in godfather Yoshiki could finish him if he overstepped😂)

His reason to start a band was BOOWY, Buck-Tick, LUNA SEA (there was one more band listed I didn't catch).

The bassists he respects the most are Taiji from X and J from LUNA SEA.

Back to the indie times topic. Toshiya first did a band in Nagano, then came to Tokyo. He was basically so poor he didn't have money for food or a proper place to live. He survived thanks to 天使ちゃん・an angel. His dream at that point was to be able to feed himself・食えるようなりたい

Then they talk about their first budokan, how they made it there. Tommy-san did impossible come true, they talk about Tommy and Joe laughs: it was Toshiya who laughed (not me)!'😂

They talk that at that time ppl with make up in bands where scary (in a cool sense). When Toshiya met Tommy and checked his past band, he had to double check it's the same person😂

This radio program is the first time Toshiya talked about being so poor during indie times. He had no time to work part time because of band activities, but there was no money from music.

♪Toshiya announces the next song by Julie, 'a song that my mother liked very much!'

"I never thought I will be listening to Julie during a program with dir" - fan comment😂

Joe asks about the upcoming tour, everything is ready, rehearsal finished, setlists ready (one of the reasons Toshiya was staying only first 30 minutes was that he wants to rests before the start of the tour).

Toshiya is looking forward to the food he can try during the tour in Japan. But he's not good with spicy food and can't really drink now, in the past he used to drink after shows but gradually stopped.

Joe gives a long speech about how great are DIR's shows❤

Next he comments: And you have tour abroad in winter... do you not rest???!

Toshiya: I'm grateful we have a chance to play abroad.

Can you share some memories from touring abroad?

Toshiya explains that when they played in Germany, at Rock am Ring for the first time, after their performance he was walking up by the stage and he saw Metallica was watching them, they complimented their show. And asked about Kyo bleeding from his mouth 'is your vocalist okay????'

😶

How about foreign food?

Toshiya: it's not good, I don't like pizza, in the US pizza is huge but not tasty at all.

When touring abroad they want cup ramen and yakisoba and will fight over any they get (from fans etc) among themselves🔥😂 it will turn into violent bloody fights😂

CUPMEN

Any plans after you finish the tour in Europe?

Toshiya: there're already things decided, so please look forward to the announcements.

They 'fight/do their best on stage' (fan tweet) Toshiya's joke: We only don't fight on stage, after the show we fight over ramen xD

Yakisoba/smell stays on the bus, you know what was eaten immediately.

They talk about the playing at concerts, 3~4 kg lost during the show, sweat it out

Joe: Are you masochists?!・君たちはドM？！

Which place he's looking forward to visit?

Toshiya: each place, but I don't think I've been to Morioka, so I'm looking forward to going there (and food there!).

What about playing in Nagano again?

Toshiya replies that playing in his hometown is too embarrassing so he always refuses, he doesn't want any special treatment like 'welcome home Toshiya!' 😂

They talk about taking care of himself after shows: going back straight to hotel and having water, taking care of his throat.

When the other DJ comments they are busy with so many shows Toahiya replies that comparing to their schedule in the past now it's not so tough.

Joe reads fan's comment on twitter about the white stuff kyo used to make to spit - when Toahiya saw him mixing the stuff in the backstage he thought he looked very happy 😂

And then came more praises from Joe about DIR shows: 人生変わります・ they will change your life.

♪Ranunculus

Toshiya left, but DJs talked a bit more about Dir, but my hand refused to cooperate anymore😅

#dir en grey #toshiya #joe yokomizo #trill music #translation #kind of #i tried XD #tour19 this way to self destruction #the world of mercy

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the--blackdahlia · 5 years

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Too Young to Fall in Love Chapter 40 (Dirt!Nikki x Reader)

Title: Too Young to Fall in Love 40

Summary: Nikki Sixx was a hard partying musician on the strip. He never expected to fall in love with anyone, until a girl knocked on his dressing room door looking for a ride home and took his breath away. Just like everything else Nikki did; the drugs, the money, the music; Nikki went hard with love. (Y/n) Bass never expected the bassist of Motley Crue to be the one to shake her calm and calculated life up. She had a plan. Graduate school, become an epic producer, and watch from behind the scenes as her brother’s band rose to fame. Nikki and (Y/n) were perfect for each other, too bad her brother, Tommy, didn’t think so.

Series warnings: Smut (18+ Please), drug use, language, referenced miscarriage, drug overdose, mentioned attempted suicide, out of character moments for everyone in the band, the timeline might be a little screwy but it’s fanfiction! I know nothing of music production and my medical knowledge is really screwy, so it won’t be accurate.

The next morning, Nikki woke up before (Y/n) a devilish smirk playing on his lips as he made his way under the covers and found himself between her legs. Gently spreading her legs apart he kissed at her inner thighs leading up to her folds before licking a long stripe against them. He let out a small sigh and smiled against her as he pressed his fingers into her. He paused when he felt her squirm wanting to keep her asleep as he played with her. He wanted her to feel good. And she felt perfect in his arms. Felt perfect around her fingers. Her missed the feel of her, missed the way she tasted against his tongue.

His lips enclosed around her clit as his fingers curled against her g-spot. He slurped and sucked against her smiling at the way her body responded to his touch. He felt happy with her, and this time he wasn’t going to let anything ruin it.

“Nikki…” (Y/n) moaned in her sleep. “Ooooo…” Her hips bucked in her sleep.

Nikki gave a low chuckle as he thrust his fingers faster into her. His lips sucking on her clit as he moaned at the fell of her. He loved making her squirm, loved the memories of her withering against his touch. Her hands found her way down to his hair, giving it a light tug. He couldn’t help the moan against her then. He might have realized he liked having his hair pulled.

“Cum for me sweet girl,” he whispered against her as he thrust his fingers faster into her. It didn’t take long before she opened her eyes and came all over his fingers.

“Shit!” She gasped. “Nik?”

“Morning,” he kissed his way up her body before giving her a searing kiss. “What a way to wake up huh?”

“That was amazing.” She breathed. She kissed him then sniffed the air. “Is something burning?”

“What the fuck,” Nikki threw the covers off them and got dressed in his boxers and robe rushing down the stairs.

“Morning!” Tommy waved the smoke out of his face. “Sorry tried to make breakfast but…”

Nikki sighed and rubbed his eyes.

“Thanks man.” Nikki opened the patio door to let the smoke out. (Y/n) came running downstairs in her shorts and shirt that she hadn’t been wearing just a few minutes before.

“What’s going…” She stopped when she saw Tommy trying to cook. “Oh.”

“Tommy decided he was going to be nice and cook breakfast,” Nikki walked to her and rubbed her shoulders. “I couldn’t let him just leave the way he was… he could have ended up hurt.” he whispered to her.

“Yeah, you’re right.” She sighed. “Need any help t-bone?”

“Yeah…” Tommy rubbed the back of his neck. “You’re always the better cook in the family besides Ma,” he smiled at her. “Sorry for ruining your time with Nik… I just… I didn’t think my marriage would fall apart.”

“Well Tommy, you were caught with a porn star. How did you think that was gonna end? A magical threesome with two hot blondes?” (Y/n) asked, taking over cooking. “Heather has more self respect than you give her credit for…”

Tommy bowed his head and nodded, “Yeah… but maybe I rushed things and we just…. weren’t right I mean I was always touring… she was always filming… it never seemed like the right time you know?”

“You really loved her, didn’t you?” (Y/n) asked, watching her brother.

“I do or at least I think I did in my own way?” Tommy sighed and sat at one of the stool on the Island. Nikki had gone upstairs to take a quick shower and get dressed. “How are you guys doing?”

“We’re fantastic.” She said. Tommy watched her smile. He could see the old her coming back through. “Glad I picked LA over London.”

“They were going to send you to London?” Tommy looked at her as Ziggy scratched at the patio door and whined.

“Yeah,” She went to the patio and let Ziggy out. “My options were retain my pay and position and go to London, or pay cut and such and stay in LA.” She smiled as she watched Ziggy chase a butterfly around the yard. “I picked LA.”

“You took a pay cut?” he shook his head. “Why would you do that?”

“I also gave up Tom Petty and a couple of my New York bands.” She shrugged. “LA is more of my place. There’s more here that I want to be around.”

Tommy glared at Nikki as he came down the stairs. In Tommy’s mind, Nikki was doing it again. He was holding his sister back from being great. He held his tongue as he watched Nikki and (Y/n) kiss.

“Okay, who’s hungry?” (Y/n) asked, dishing out the food. “I’m gonna do some laundry before I have to go to work today.”

“I had a bit of an appetizer but I could eat,” Nikki said as he kissed her smirking. Tommy closed his eyes for a second, groaning.

“So...you two seem happy…” Tommy said, wanting so bad to scream at Nikki and tell him he ruined his sister. But that had worked so well in the past.

“I hope so, because I am not letting her go this time,” Nikki grabbed the plate (Y/n) prepared for Tommy. “Eat up man we have rehearsal today and a meeting with the reps,” Nikki sighed.

“Oh, that’s so much fun.” Tommy groaned.

“Well, I only have one meeting today, so I’ll be home well before you guys.” (Y/n) told them. “So seriously, laundry needs put someplace I can get it and anything you need from the store add to the list on the fridge, okay?”

“You got it sweet girl,” he kissed the top of her head. “I think most of the clothes I need I put in the laundry room so you’re covered there. List looks good anything I think of I can pick up on the way home?”

“Sounds good.” (Y/n) looked at Tommy. “I saw you had a bag when you came in. Why don’t you go get it and I’ll make your clothes smell good.” She smiled at him.

“Thanks pipsqueak,” he said and smiled at her. Walking to the guest bedroom, he noticed a black notebook on the floor by the nightstand. He picked it up and opened to the first page, reading some of the words scribbled on it.

I don’t make everyone happy…..but it’s ok….it’s ok

I’ve been through this before

It’s nothing new…nothing new

“They’re song lyrics.” Tommy mumbled to himself as he flipped through the pages. Not everything was something that he would be into, but there were quite a few good songs. Looking around, he slid the notebook into his inside jacket pocket before taking the bag to (Y/n).

“Thanks fuckface.” (Y/n) teased. “You’ll be smelling good before you know it.”

“Ok, we gotta go,” Nikki sighed and pulled (Y/n) in for a deep kiss, his hands rubbing at her sides.

“I’ll miss you.” She kissed him back .”You boys have fun, okay!”

“Let’s go Tom,” Nikki sighed as he grabbed his keys with Tommy following behind.

************

Weeks later.

Nikki sighed as Tommy once again interrupted a night between (Y/n) and himself. Nikki could tell that (Y/n) was getting frustrated with her brother. Neither of them knew that he was doing it on purpose.

“Tommy, why don’t we go find you an apartment?” (Y/n) asked. “Some nice bachelor pad where you can set up your DJ equipment.”

“But living here is great isn’t it?” Tommy smiled. “I’m learning to cook and we are having fun aren’t we?” Tommy smiled. He knew his sister seemed happy, but in the back of his mind Nikki held her back from being a great producer.

“Tommy…” Nikki sighed, “you know i love you. You’re my best friends… but dude (Y/N) and I… we need our space man.”

“I thought you two were taking things slow. And I stay in the bedroom most of the time anyway.” Tommy shrugged. (Y/n) sighed.

“I’m going outside and reading.” She grabbed the leather bound journal. “And if anyone sees a small, black notebook, please tell me.”

“It’s still missing?” Nikki asked. “I’ll keep an eye on it babe.”

“You’re missing a notebook,” Tommy looked down at his shoes.

“Yeah. It had some things I was working on. It’s not anything important, I just can’t seem to find it and I looked everywhere.” She sighed. “Well, I’ll be outside.” She headed out to the hammock they had set up and relaxed into it. Ziggy ran out and laid on the ground by it.

“We are going slow Tommy trust me painfully slow. It took me six months to just have sex with her again ok… and it almost cost me how slow I was going…”

“What do you mean?” Tommy asked. “What did it almost cost you? Is her being here making you…” He didn’t need to say it.

“No… I mean…. not like that… I think she would have left me if I didn’t take her to bed and… well….” Nikki sighed. “I just really didn’t want to fuck it up Tom and I still don’t.”

“I don’t think she would’ve left you. She’s too hung up on you,” Tommy rolled his eyes, which Nikki missed.

“I’m hung up on her too… I’m staying clean and I feel good… I feel happy.” Nikki smiled and pulled out the old engagement ring. “I’ve been thinking about this but… I’m going to wait until I know for sure that we’re ok.”

“I…” Tommy looked at the ring. “Are you sure that’s a good idea Nik?”

“I’m not going to ask her now,” Nikki shook his head. “I kind of have is as a reminder to slow down and make sure she’s happy, you know.”

“Oh, yeah.” Tommy said. “If she’s happy, why is she out there crying?”

“What?” NIkki opened the patio door and rushed out towards (Y/n).

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While they were talking…

(Y/n) had been reading the journal slowly over the past few months. She had come to a page that was marked with dried water spots and marked out words. She started to read it.

The day you came into my life was the day I realized I had a spot missing in my heart that you could fill. You showed up after the show because your siblings ditched you, and I think I fell in love with you on the spot. I had my demons to fight, but you provided me with the right weapons to do it. I just wish I would’ve realized it soon. I let those demons turn me into something that would scare even me, yet you stood by me until it became too much. I wish that I could take away the pain I caused you, turn it around on myself.

But with those words, I, Nikki Sixx, take (Y/n) Bass to be my wife, in sickness and in health until death do us part.

(Y/n) stared at the journal, rereading his words over and over again. She wiped at her eyes as she started to cry. She could feel his words in her heart. She could feel it deep in her soul and she wanted nothing more than to hold him and keep the demons away.

She didn’t realize that they saw her crying until Nikki and Tommy rushed out to her.

“What did he do this time (Y/n)?” Tommy muttered as he held his sister close. She looked down at the journal.

“Nikki…” She whispered. “I...were those…” She couldn’t contain her emotions again. “I’m so sorry I left you…”

“I wrote it in rehab,” Nikki muttered, he looked at Tommy and shook his head. “Can’t believe I was nice and let you stay here.” he looked down. “Think what you want about me Tommy, I gotta get to the studio.”

“Nikki wait��” (Y/n) went after him.

“(Y/N), what’s going on?” Tommy grabbed her hand. “Why were you crying? Was it because he’s holding you back. I mean you could be an awesome producer in London and you stayed here?”

“What? No. He’s not holding me back.” (Y/n) stared at her brother. “He wrote his wedding vows in here.” She held the journal to her chest. “I need to talk to him.” She went to run again, but Tommy held her arm a little too tight. “Let go of me!”

“He’s only going to hurt you again (Y/n)....” Tommy shook his head. (Y/n) pulled and eventually got out of his hold, but it caused her to lose her balance and fall, the journal flying away from her.

“Ow!” She called out as her tailbone hit the hard patio.

“(Y/n)!” Nikki called as he saw her fall, “What the fuck did you do Tommy? Did you hit her again?” Nikki pulled (Y/n) up gently and held her behind him. “You know what, you can go ahead and just pack up and go…. Why the hell did I help you? All you’re doing is driving that wedge between us and I’m never going to be good enough for (Y/n) in your eyes but you know what you can fuck off!”

“I didn’t hit her!” Tommy yelled. Nikki looked at (Y/n)’s arm, there was fingerprints on there. “I swear I didn’t hit her!”

“Tommy, just go.” (Y/n) whispered. “Please. I’m happy here. He’s not holding me back. Do you want me to go back to New York? Do you want me to kill myself? Is that what you want?”

“No… that’s… (Y/n) I’m…” Tommy looked at Nikki and (Y/n) and sighed. He nodded and walked away.

“(Y/n) you ok? I’m going to cancel my meeting,” He said and caressed her cheek.

“You...you don’t have to.” She whispered. “I’m sorry.” She was always apologizing for things Tommy did. When they were growing up, she got in trouble for things he did, but she didn’t want him to get in trouble so she just took it.

“Sweet girl, stop apologizing for his fuck ups,” he whispered and held her close. “I need to call the label and have them reschedule and I’ll call Mick over. He hasn’t seen you in awhile.” (Y/n) nodded.

“I got emotional over your vows.” She whispered. “I wish I could find that notebook. I wrote mine in there.” She sighed and headed inside. It probably got lost in the move. She got some ice and put on her arm to deal with the marks Tommy had left on her wrist.

“I can call Vanessa over and she can help you for a bit while I deal with the label crap?” Nikki shook his head. “Do you think he’s using again?”

“I think more of the Jim, Jack, and Jose variety, not drugs.” (Y/n) told him.

Nikki sighed and closed his eyes. This was another think he failed at. He failed his best friend. Closing his eyes he took a slow deep breath and remembered what he was fighting for. “I’m going to call Vanessa,” Nikki muttered as he led her inside and grabbed the phone.

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That night Nikki sat in his home recording studio strumming on his bass. He had taken his special bass from the case and began playing it. He wasn’t sure what song he was playing but the beat just came to him. He grabbed his notebook and began scribbling. He put on his headphones and tuned the bass. Pressing the button he just began strumming and sighed. He wasn’t sure what to do anymore. His friend was spiraling and he was sure that (Y/n) was blaming him for her brother’s spiral.

There was a soft knock on the studio door then.

“Nikki?” (Y/n)’s soft voice whispered. “Can you come outside for a minute?”

Nikki took of his headphones and put the bass down walking out of the small studio, “Hey, you ok?”

“Yeah. I just...I wanted to do something for us.” She smiled at him. “Come with me.” She took his hand and led him out to the backyard. Out there, she had attached a white sheet to the side of the house. She had went out with Vanessa and rented a projector, and had a movie ready to play on it. She had set up the lounge chairs and put a bucket between them with bottled smoothies, some juice, waters, and there was popcorn. “Surprise.”

“Sweet girl what is all this?” he smiled at her holding her close.

“I wanted to make it up to you, with everything that happened today.” She told him. “And I want you to know that Tommy’s drinking isn’t your fault. Him being him is not your fault. The only person you need to take care of is you. Not him, not me. Okay?” She looked up into his eyes. “And I don’t think you’re holding me back. I don’t think any of that mean stuff my brother was saying. I’m happy being here, right here with you.”

“(Y/n)...” Nikki smiled at her. “OK, so what is the feature for tonight?”

“Well, you have a choice.” She laughed a little. “I got Blue Brothers and A Hard Day’s Night. I wanted something musical and not really in an Elvis mood tonight.” She laughed a little.

“Hard Day’s Night sounds good,” Nikki smiled and led her to the area she laid out for them to sit. “Where’s Ziggy?” He ran out then, looking freshly groomed with a new bandana around his neck.

“Vanessa and me were busy while you and Mick were talking.” (Y/n) said. “I hope you don’t mind.”

“He smells good,” Nikki laughed. “Thank you,” he leaned in a kissed her. She kissed him back tenderly before going to start the movie for them. She settled in her chair as Nikki got his. Ziggy jumped up and laid on her legs, keeping them warm for her. She laughed a little.

“Good boy.” She scratched his ears. The marks were bruises on her arms, but they would fade quick. At least she hoped they would.

The next day, Nikki woke up outside with (Y/n) and Ziggy curled up close to him. They had pushed their chairs close together during their double feature so they could stay close. He groaned and stretched softly while moving away careful not to wake her as he chuckled at how beautiful she looked. He had a small idea as he went inside and grabbed a small camera. Winding the film up he knelt down and took a picture of (Y/n) and Ziggy curled up. (Y/n) moved a little in her sleep and Ziggy adjusted his head, but they slept on.

And they would’ve stayed asleep if a car alarm hadn’t gone off, making (Y/n) jump awake, which, in turn, woke up Ziggy.

“What? What?” (Y/n) asked, looking around. “What’s so funny Mr. Sixx?” She yawned as she saw Nikki laughing.

“You looked so beautiful,” he reached over and brushed her hair out of her face. “So, I have a free day today. We can pack up some things and take Ziggy out to Santa Monica.”

“That sounds great.” She leaned up and kissed him. “I can’t believe we fell asleep outside.”

“There is a first for everything,” he said and smiled. “Come on, let’s get ready for a good day.”

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peace-coast-island · 4 years

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Diary of a Junebug

Gyroids clad in plaid

It’s gyroid hunting time and we’ve got a busy week ahead! Emilie’s back at the camp with a familiar face - Kat - and two new faces - Amy and Natara. Dixie’s joining us too, though she won’t be here until the day after tomorrow.

It’s nice to see Emilie again, especially since we had so much fun at the last gyroid hunt. She’s doing a lot better as she extended her short break from work for a few months longer and time has been good for her. While she’s not working at her main job, Emilie’s been focusing on hobbies, self care, and the agency - her side gig. In fact, she’s been strongly thinking about leaving the bureau and transferring to Dixie’s agency as an agent.

Considering how stressful working in the FBI is and how it’s been burning her out, I think it’s a good idea for Emilie to step down. Also with people like Rocky, Lex, Kat, and Jamie on the team, I know she'll fit right in.

The thing is that it’s gig based so on one hand, you’re not working 40 + hours a week, but you might have times when you’re in the office for six months and then spend the next six months globe hopping. But it’s super flexible and since it’s not like a full time job, it leaves you with plenty of time to focus on other stuff when you’re not on a mission. So those kind of hours might appeal to some and detract others. In Emilie’s case, I think that’s a plus for her.

Even though she’s not doing field work, Emilie’s busy training two new recruits who were handpicked by Dixie - Natara Lakshmi and Amy Leang. Both are students at Spectrum University studying in psychology and computer science respectively. If Dixie chose you to join her team, then it’s a big deal.

Up until today, I never got to really know Natara and Amy that well. All I knew is that they’re friends of Jamie and Delanie so our circles kinda overlapped, but never really meeting up completely. I’m glad that after all these years, our paths finally crossed!

Natara’s an aspiring criminal profiler who not only has strong intuition, but she can also ready people like a book. She began taking an interest in criminology after she and her friends managed to thwart a crooked businessman’s attempt at taking over her father’s company. Although she saved her father’s name, Natara lost his respect as she disobeyed him and put herself in danger.

While her friends are happy that Dixie recruited her - a dream come true for Natara - her family’s not so keen on it. Growing up in a strict Asian family it sometimes feels like you’re twice as pressured to pursue your own ambitions and meet your parents’s expectations. If they contradict each other, you can’t help but blame yourself because you shouldn’t have to struggle so much to gain approval.

At least for Amy, her family’s a lot more supportive. But the pressure to succeed is just as high, as well as the pressure to excel. Her mom works as a data analyst, which is what Amy wants to do too, except instead of finances, she’s interested in law.

Amy’s also a self taught hacker and was notorious for clearing her school’s name when they were accused of leaking test answers. She also played a role in helping Natara take down her father’s rival and was partially responsible for taking down a criminal hacker group - both happened when she was in high school. In short, Amy’s got an interesting history as a vigilante hacker, which I’m pretty sure was what caught Dixie’s eye.

And there’s Kat, who’s been having a crazy year so far. From having to take her mother’s place as queen, becoming a prisoner in space, getting her friends out of trouble multiple times, ending a long war, and reuniting with her presumed dead father - it’s a lot for anyone to handle. Though compared to her father and brother - who never met each other until then - Kat feels like she’s the least disoriented out of the three.

Reuniting with someone you thought was dead for almost two decades is as jarring as it sounds. While things are a bit awkward as Kat’s dad still sees her as a little girl he’s slowly adjusting to having not only one but two almost grown kids. I still can’t get over the image of Micah - the kind of guy who runs headfirst into trouble - hiding behind his sister like a little kid after seeing his father for the first time.

The elder Micah’s adjusting well for someone who was thrown to the frontlines after a long absence - or at least that’s how he comes across to everyone. Now that things have settled down Kat thinks the full impact of everything that has happened is finally getting to him. Since then he’s been keeping himself busy by making up for lost time, which according to Kat’s aunt, is his way of avoiding dealing with his own problems.

After confirming that he’s in fact not okay, Kat, Micah, and their friends staged a coup by forcing him to do absolutely nothing for a month, which he wasn’t too keen on. So they threatened to lock him in his room and tie him down to the bed if they have to. In the end he gave in so now he’s trying to relax as well as make up for sixteen years worth of lost time with his son.

Kat would’ve invited her friends and family to join us for the gyroid hunt but they’re all obviously busy. Everything’s still a bit of a chaotic mess, but it's nothing that Kat and the others can’t handle.

So the theme for this event is a cozy plaid aesthetic, which is totally my thing! After the success of the matcha mint gyroids, Reese and Cyrus enlisted Daisy Jane to help design the furniture we’ll be building with the gyroids. Knowing Daisy Jane, this kind of aesthetic’s totally in her element!

First stop is Lost Lure Creek, where we took the time to catch some fish as my inventory was running low. We had a pretty early start so we’re in no rush to collect gyroids. Plus it’s nice to sit down and hang out with the campers. There were a lot of gyroids hanging from trees so Emilie and Kat had a lot of fun swinging branches as well as finding special fruit and bells hidden under the leaves.

Next stop was the Market Place, where we met up with Isabelle, Tommy, and Timmy. I don’t normally drop by there on a regular basis during my rounds but for gyroid events, it’s a must. It’s also a good thing that we did because Natara found a book that Pecan dropped yesterday. Sometimes there’s a lot of gyroids lying around and sometimes there’s none. We lucked out today!

Then we went to Sunburst Island, where we went bug catching with Bea. I might have gotten a bit distracted with the horned dynastids but I had to catch them in order to shake the trees to get the gyroids so either way I get both. Kat was fascinated by the butterflies, Amy helped Gulliver log in his inventory, and Daisy Jane taught Emilie and Natara how to make flower crowns.

At Saltwater Shores we collected shells, went fishing, and harvested coconuts. There weren’t a lot of gyroids hanging around so we went for a swim for about an hour. Daisy Jane almost went overboard after catching a king red snapper so it took me, Emilie, Kat, Natara, Amy, and Buck to keep her feet on the ground. Looks like we’ll be having a big campfire dinner tonight!

After taking our well deserved break and making a quick stop at the campsite to drop off the big catch, off we headed to Breezy Hollow. I normally stop here at the end so I can restock on fruit without having to go back and forth between hangout sites. Today not only happened to be full of gyroids, but perfect fruit as well! While the others went picking fruit and wildflowers, I restocked my marketplace with grapes and crafting materials. I also bought some lychee and lemons for tonight’s bonfire.

Last stop is OK Motors, a place that I don’t visit too often unless my RV needs tuning up, someone lost something over there, or if I just want to hang out with Beppe, Giovanni, and Carlo. Like the Market Place, gyroids sometimes pop up here and there. Emilie, Kat, Natara, and Amy took turns playing Brake Tapper - Natara won the most caps with Emilie coming in a close second. Amy did fairly well while Kat was all over the place.

Maybe one day I’ll finally have enough caps to trade them in for a t-shirt. But right now I’m more interested in collecting plaid gyroids. Gotta make some trips to Shovelstrike Quarry sometime this week - with a group as big as ours, it won’t take too long for us to get in.

Then it’s back to either the campsite or cabin where we just hang out for a couple hours before going back out to hunt for more gyroids. At the campsite Amy taught Daisy Jane the basics of building a website - which will be very useful for her in the future. Kat showed off some cool spells she learned from her dad, including a fireworks one that’s perfect for tonight. Natara made coconut mango lassi while Emilie baked brownies and I made a pasta salad.

We had a pretty good haul today - not enough to build furniture yet, but it’s a good start. It was a busy but also a kinda chill day. It’s nice seeing Emilie and Kat again and just having a great time with them.

At the bonfire Emilie and KK put together an impromptu show that was fun to watch. Celeste and Natara took turns looking for constellations and nebulas. Kat showed us how to manipulate fireworks into cool shapes (and accidentally caused a few small explosions here and there - nothing serious though, it’s just something that happens from time to time). Amy, Goldie, and Kitt went looking for shells, gyroids, and whatever treasures that were buried in the sand.

While sitting by the waves I can see Daisy Jane sitting by a coconut tree, both of us scribbling in our journals while the memories of today are still fresh in our minds. Book in lap, pages full of words and sketches, ink smudged hands with an uncapped pen, plaid gyroids lying in the sand or hanging from a branch above, all illuminated by the moonlight.

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cynicaladm · 5 years

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Love bites 2

The Queen and the Sailor

She looked east, towards the first lights of dawn peeking over the rooftops. She'd been working the docks for about six hours, plying her trade with the dockhands and loaders, foremen and sailors on leave, in narrow alleys and dark recesses. She was cheap, so she had many customers. A quicky, a blow-job sometimes even a quick handjob, anything for a few bucks. she was cheap, but clean. Didn't do drugs, and got herself tested regularly. She couldn't afford to get the claps or something worse. She had a name here, it would do her no good if the word spread she'd gone bad, so she was always careful. Besides, who would look after little Tommy? Who would pay for his tuition?

She had a name, yes, but that wasn't all she had. She also had "the looks". Men mocked her for it "you are the best hooker on the docks" they'd say... "you have the looks of a TV celebrity, yet you're here selling pussy a pound.. 'cause you're too stupid for anything else" They were right of course, she always knew she was not the sharpest tool in the box, not by far, but what about them? They never seemed to notice, but she was the only hooker on the docks; not the best one, the only one. Men, what do they know?

Yes, she had a name, she had the looks, but most importantly, she had the docks. her father had known it too, that she wasn't good for anything, that her heart was too big, and her brains too small for her heart. He'd known it when word spread around that his little girl was the bike of the town.. that she was doing tricks for dimes, and every boy in the school had had his way with her... he'd known it when she'd disappeared for months, and he'd found her clutching little Tommy, wheezing in the cold. He'd brought her home, and taught her how to change nappies, with his rough hands and his light touch; taught her how to be a mother and a father. He himself was a great father, but he too had his demons.. the drink and the horses were eating away at him, so he did what he could, before it was too late, and he gave her the docks. A respected foreman in his time, he made sure everybody knew she was his daughter, and he made sure that his friends in the Union would look after her, even after he'd gone. He'd done a good job there.

And so it happened that the docks were her refuge, and she was able to do what she did, tolerated, by the guards, some of them where clients after all, helped and looked after by the men of the docks. So it happened that if some sailor who didn't know the rules was too rough and left a mark on her, somebody would notice, and quietly have a word..and the sailor would soon be out of a job. They all learned the rules.

She was queen of the docks, but she worked hard to stay so, as the years passed and little Tommy grew to somehow, mercifully, be the spitting image of his granddad, so wise and serious, even at his young age.

And then came Ruben. She'd never known where he'd come from, with his stark blue eyes, his pale complexion scorched by the sun, and his hair so light it almost looked white. As she scanned the docks for maybe a late customer, her mind went back at how they'd met.

A sailor, who didn't speak her language for many a month, she'd found him in an alley, beaten black and blue, robbed of his papers, his pay and his future. She'd heard the screams, and known what was happening. Against all reason, she'd run towards the sound. Queen she might be, but she still was the dimmest girl in town. Even for her though, this was a new level of stupidity and she'd known it as soon as she turned the corner..but by then it was too late. For once, she got lucky, as help came from an unexpected source. In front of her, the unknown but expected bully, his equally expected victim leaning on the wall, as the pockets of his jacket were being pillaged.

She'd pulled her knife, a necessary tool in her trade. A tool, in fact, she'd never needed, thanks to the good men that looked after her. Of course the thug had a knife too, and he knew how to use it, so he turned around to face her. Out of the blue, however, a dark mongrel, thick neck and a mouth full of gleaming teeth, had stepped in the alley. Where he had come from was not clear..he somehow just "was there". More importantly though..he was facing the bully, and did not have a happy look about him.

Seconds later, the bully had run off, the Queen had laughed, and the mongrel had bitten her as she tried to caress it. Not too strong a bite, fortunately, only a scratch, in fact, but still annoying, still itching. she'd taken the sailor in, letting him sleep in her bed as she snuggled up with Tommy. The only hooker with a single bed.

She'd nursed him, as it took him several days to recover from the beating he'd got..and without words, without touching, barely looking at each other, they'd fallen in love. It was hopeless, desperate and pure. By night she'd walk the docks, by day she'd bring Tommy to school and sit there, on a chair next to the bed, reading to him from the children books she'd been taught to read from by her father, the only books she'd read in years. She'd read, and he'd smile at her, from under the blanket.

Then one day the blanket had come off, and so had the bandages, leaving a thin scar, reminder of a cut that had grazed narrowly past his liver. By then he'd learned her name and a few other words, but he'd also learned about her life, and he preferred to call her Queen, like so many others did. Somehow, it sounded different when he said it.

She had dreaded this day, as now he'd go on with his life, and leave her behind. he got up, and touched where he'd been wounded. It was still sore, stitches still in place, but it looked good. Instead of putting clothes on and walking away from her, he'd walked towards her cupboard and retrieved the book she'd been reading over and over to him. He opened it at the last page and walked back to her, as she sat helpless on the chair, next to his bed. Handing her the book, he sat down on the bed, his bony physique covered only by tight fitting boxers. What little body hair he had, was of the same fine quality and colour of his hair.

As she read about how Billy finally found his dog in the neighbour's garden, she was overcome by a terrible sadness, and tears flowed from her eyes; green eyes, of surprising quality. He sat there, with the same disconcerting smile he'd worn all these days. When she turned the page and closed the book, however, he leaned forward, and put his hands on hers. Gently, he took the book away and put it next to him, on the bed, then he grabbed her hands once more; tiny hands, compared to his. She marveled, as his touch reminded her of that of her father, gentle but rough, strong fingers but careful and delicate in their movement.

He turned her hands around, and found, on her right hand, the bit of skin that had been nipped away by the mongrel that might have saved both their lives. When he saw the white mark of a single tooth, he brought her hand to his still healing wound, joining the two wounds. She had stopped crying, and for once, understood what he meant; understood with every inch of her skin, with every beat of her soul.

She was leaning forward, as he had pulled her towards his chest. She was wearing a light summer dress, loose fitting, and delicate. He brought up his free hand, and placed it firmly on her hip. She moved forward, her "marked" hand still placed on his wound, her free hand busy undoing the clip that held the dress in place. He let go of her, as she stood in front of him, the dress sliding down, barely held up, in a form of modesty that was new to her. Then she let go and stood naked in the morning light.

Again his wry smile, again his hands on her hips. This time he stood up, and as he did so, his hands went upwards with him, cupping her breast for the shortest of moments, and then her throath, her chin..her cheeks. Big hands, covering her ears, touching her long red hair, his thumbs brushing the corners of her mouth. He leaned in, scrawny but tough as a willow branch, and kissed her.

His eyes were closed, she noticed. Why? She never closed her eyes, never had. In fact her clients had told her so many times that she had witch eyes, that it had become second nature, to look them in the face, stare them down, almost. Now she closed them too.

He somehow had managed to retain the flavour of the sea, or maybe it was her, hanging out on the docks too much, but she'd never noticed how salty a kiss could be, how skin could smell like the wind and how her own feelings were only skin deep. She wept some more, as he kissed her, her closed eyes shedding tears long held in check, his thumbs catching them and rubbing them all over her face.. she opened her mouth, let him nibble at her lips, their tongues touching for mere instants. Her hands browsed through his hair, shoulder long and thin, as she was reaching for his neck; she stretched up to meet him, almost hanging from his shoulders. she could feel his erection through his boxers, and wriggled one hand free, to pull them down in one quick movement.

They had let go of each other, and stood both naked, in silence and blushing admiration of each other. Only then, had she truly realized that he was probably quite a few years younger than she was....but it didn't matter, how could it? -Queen- he had called her in his peculiar voice she had taken one step, and bulldozed him against the wall with her hands outstretched. They'd forgotten the bed, the chair and all that was in the room. She'd climbed him and wrapped her legs around him as he pulled away from the wall to let her. His hands on her buttocks, hers on his neck, he'd entered her, and closed his eyes again.

...So had she.

The memory was sweet on her lips, as she walked home from her nightly beat.. she picked up the tempo. Today was their anniversary, and she wanted to be there when both the men of her life woke up.

A few blocks further down, a black dog climbed out of a skip with what was left of a roasted chicken in his mouth.

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