#and my dad especially has made comments in the past that make it clear he doesn't know how to help with my mental health

[queseraone]

You had this coming. Worst 5 Chenford Episodes of the Rookie. Tim and Lucy must interact. You reap what you sow 😈

And then to give you even more to procrastinate with—

5 missed opportunities that you wish the show would have done more with

Okay, let's dive into this.

My opinion on worst episodes is similar to yours - these episodes feel like a departure from the characters and from the development of their relationship, etc.

Hit and Run (4x08) - I do not like this episode for Chenford (and in general tbh). GENNY: When you were 7 years old, he dropped you in Griffith Park with a compass and made you find your way home. TIM: Which I did. LUCY: A Tim Test. (setting aside the overall UGH of someone doing that to a SEVEN YEAR OLD...) As if Lucy 'empathy is her superpower' Chen would make such inconsiderate comments about someone else's pain, especially Tim's?!?!??! No, no, NO. Even her conversation later with Tim where she says she's overstepping, but that his sister needs him... I get that, but Tim did not want to go back there. And the Lucy of the past and of nearly every other episode would absolutely not say that. She would respect and support Tim's choice, because it makes sense - emotionally, psychologically, etc. And if they really needed Lucy to have a conversation like that, it should have been with Genny, telling her to leave Tim alone and respect his choice. Ugh.

Mother's Day (4x21) - This makes the list out of my absolute HATRED for that fake proposal. Sure, the teasing earlier in the episode was fun, but the ending was AWFUL. There are about a million other (better) ways we could have seen Lucy having that sort of "aha" moment. Tim Bradford views marriage in high regard (again I go back to - this man was true to his vows with Isabel long after she took off), he's not going to PROPOSE as a joke. GRRRR

The Choice (5x04) - What you said, honestly. That Look™ as he's lowered down to the basement is !!!!!, but beyond that? Booooo, such an anticlimactic conclusion to this story arc. Certainly this was a byproduct of (heartbreaking) real-life circumstances, but the complete lack of closure to this arc for Lucy (and Tim) will be forever disappointing. And on top of the way it all played out, the brief exchange between them when they see Rosalind's body at the end? It's so devoid of any emotion or compassion on Tim's part (granted, we can't see his face as he says "she only seemed larger than life", but his subsequent line is all business), and it just feels so out of touch with the previous Chenford + Rosalind moments.

New Blood (3x11) - Again, big old ditto here, but yes, hated the way they portrayed Lucy as insecure and jealous of Barnes. (Seriously listen up everyone: Lucy has never ever been insecure about her appearance - nor should she be, she's a fucking babe.)

This is a tie between A.C.H. (4x05) and Long Shot (4x14) for the same reason. Both episodes have some fun moments, and are certainly not awful overall, but similar to Lucy's comments re: Tim's childhood/dad in 4x08, I hated seeing Tim spin Lucy's mom's comments/actions in a positive light ("Or she's just looking out for you, knowing how busy you are." and "Maybe she's trying to prevent you from making the same mistakes she did."). Sure, maybe he was trying to play devil's advocate or make sure Lucy was considering all her options or whatever, but it comes across as him siding with her mom. And based on how easily Lucy talks to him about this stuff, it's clear he's heard plenty about that situation in the past. Lucy's mom sucks.

Five missed opportunities, hmm, this is hard to think about on the fly...

I think it was a massive missed opportunity to have Chenford do the whole secret relationship thing (delicious) and then not have a reveal of the relationship. This show is light and fun, and there was major comedy potential there. I wish they would have explored that more. This is slightly related, so I'll lump them together - I wish we had a conversation between Tim and Angela after the reveal of Chenford to bookend the ones in 5x01 and 5x02.

Still can't believe they brought Chris back after the breakup just for lawyer stuff. I was more than happy to close the door on that character, but if they really wanted to bring him back, it felt like a missed opportunity to not have some interaction with Chenford and real closure to that arc.

The Emmett of the it all - I've been chatting with @goodgirlssayiloveyoutoo (Go read her fics! Do it now!) about this recently, and it's honestly such a bummer that the actor had to leave so abruptly. There was so much potential in that relationship - he was super hot, Lucy deserved to have a love life (!!!!), and it felt like such an opportunity to propel things forward and make something happen with Chenford.

This one is silly and stupid, but after Tim called LA CLEAR in season 2, I would have loved to see Lucy or Nyla or someone set his ringtone to Lady Marmalade.

I can't believe I'm relating one of these to 5x01, because that episode is a fave, but it's a bit of a missed opportunity that Hajek's crew busted into the hotel room so early. There was only one bed. Would have loved to see how they handled that (and just having more of them undercover in general). But that's a minor one overall.

And I absolutely positively wish Tim broke up with Ashley.

Oooookay wow this post feels super duper negative... which is insane because I absolutely adore this show and CANNOT WAIT for it to be back in 4 (!!!!!!!!!) weeks!!!!!!

Omg someone ask me some positive happy questions hahaha

#asked and answered #roguetwelve #chenford #the rookie #in my opinion #super interested to hear other points of view #as long as you share with kindness

[loveskilljoy]

Ok so like. Heimdall. Love him, hate him, whatever—I feel as though a Rather Large Point of his character is often overlooked, and its actually one of the most important parts ! So, I wanted to make a (mildly longwinded) post about both his personality and how its a stellar example of Odin and the abuse he’s so frequently described as having put his “family” through. TW’s for discussions of emotional and psychological abuse from a parental figure, the cycle of abuse, and a very brief mention of alcoholism 

First and foremost, this post is NOT to excuse some of the genuinely shitty things Heimdall is responsible for both in the present setting of the game and things mentioned in the past (by Mimir, mostly). There is certainly plenty that he has done wrong. What this post is about is one of the most frequently misunderstood aspects of him; which is that while yeah, he’s definitely an asshole—especially for having spoken to Literal Kids like that I mean cmon Atreus is like 13—but there is ABSOLUTELY a reason for that! Does that excuse it? Not at all ! But it does give an immense amount of insight into both Heimdall and Odin as characters. Primarily, it’s an excellent example of how Odin just Loves to nurture codependency, and that his way of going about that often involves whittling a person down to whichever traits he thinks will make it most convenient for him to bend to his will/manipulate. This is obviously seen with Thor pretty explicitly in game, Odin commenting that he’s really only good for fighting and drinking, but I 100% believe the same has and continues to happen with Heimdall. His outwardly haughty, somewhat conceited/holier-than-thou attitude that boils down to everyone else being beneath him in some way are simply the traits that Odin has made him out to be—over lifetimes. He is special because he has Gjallarhorn, he is better and smarter because he was gifted foresight, and the job of protecting his home from threats. He is Odin’s most trusted and loyal confidant, and for a guy who likely wants admiration and pride from the All-Father more so than anyone else in Asgard, that’s reason enough to be completely at his will. It’s why he’s so absurdly faithful to Odin. Because really, what is Heimdall without any of those things? He can’t fight for the life of him, he’s not nearly built for that. He’s still obviously pretty young (even in god terms) so it’s not as though he’s fit for being a general or war counsel. So, strip away the foresight and illusion of an elevated position, and you get a kid who just... desperately wants to prove himself to his dad. A kid who gets shoved away at the top of a wall on his own for eons. Which, might I mention, Heimdall basically says upon meeting Atreus. LIKE THE PROJECTION IS LOUD

With all that said, in my very sporadic and probably a little incomprehensible way, it really isn’t a surprise that he acts the way he does—because he’s reacting to trauma. Of course he’s going to lean completely into the egotistical act, because that’s all that he is. And, most importantly, when he’s in a position in which that identity is questioned, he like. IMMEDIATELY crumbles and retreats in on himself in a way that’s goddamn blatant in one of the very first cutscenes with him: after his fight with Atreus. Unfortunately Tumblr adamantly refuses to let me post this damn scene as a video so we’re just gonna have to make do with pictures BUT. But... the fact that he sobers up so quickly in Odin’s presence, his determination in convincing him that Atreus is of ill intent (because. yk. thats Heimdall’s JOB) and the way his expression drops as soon as Odin shows even a Hint of being disappointed in him. LIKE. LOOK AT THIS. 

I know I definitely read his expression as confusion the first time I watched this scene, but upon multiple rewatches it’s pretty fucking clear that isn’t what this is. Heimdall isn’t confused at Odin’s reactions, he’s scared. Of Odin. Genuinely I implore you to go give this scene another watch because the way he whispers the “But... All-Father...” line sounds like he’s damn near about to cry.  WITH ALL OF THAT SAID ! Heimdall is shown rather brilliantly in his introduction on the sheer basis that we, as the player, are supposed to read him as a jerk with a stick-up-his-ass, only to then see that demeanor falter entirely in the presence of his father. He is a living, breathing example (as much as Thor is) of the effects Odin’s manipulation and abuse have on all that he’s supposedly close with and I think it’s a facet that tends to get forgotten amidst a large portion of the fandom piling on hate for Heimdall. Which is to say, if you hate him, that’s absolutely fine! he’s uh. Not designed to be a likeable guy. What Heimdall is designed to be is a representation of trauma and unhealthy coping mechanisms, of which his character shows splendidly in multiple instances even outside of the stuff I’ve shown here. In the hopes of not letting this post get any more egregious in its length than it already is, these are the main things I’m going to cover. but just. Yeah, got tired of seeing takes saying he’s a one dimensional character when he’s obviously got a lot to him !!!!

#God of War #god of war ragnarok #gow #gowr #gow heimdall #heimdall #(pulls a whole character analysis out of my ass) #(directly after having posted the most abhorrent fancam of this man imaginable) #anyway. many Thoughts on this shitty little man !!!!!!!!!

[sasusakucoded]

"Just relax a bit, Sasuke-kun. Everything will be fine," Sakura assured as she stroked his hair. Sasuke was avoiding this day as much as he could. He made so many excuses in the past just so it wouldn't push through. But on that day, it had been decided— he was set to meet her parents.

It was not his first time to see them, of course. He had been civil with them when he was still a genin. But, many things happened in the past and he knew they were aware that he had been tagged as an international criminal. Sakura told him many times that she had explained everything to them and he had nothing to worry about. Still, the thought of talking to them made him uncomfortable. The only reason he agreed was because he knew this meeting was unavoidable and it would be unfair for Sakura if he wouldn't do this.

They were about to enter her house when a messenger called her attention. She went to him and he relayed the message. Sasuke's focus was on how he would greet her parents. He had practiced it several times in his head but he still felt he would mess up.

"Can't it wait? There's an important event tonight.." she asked. "I'm afraid it can't. But, the earlier you check the patient, maybe you'll finish sooner too." The messenger left instantly. Sakura rushed to Sasuke and told him the situation. "But Sakura?" he pleaded. "Sasuke-kun, I'll be back as soon as I can. I promise," she said.

"How about.. Let's postpone this?"

"Postpone again? My parents prepared for this day too, my dear.."

"But Sakura.. You know what, fine. Just try to be quick, okay?"

"I will. I'm sorry.. I know you're not fully comfortable to do this but—"

"It's fine. You don't have to be sorry. This should've happened a long time ago anyway."

Sakura entered their house and introduced Sasuke to her parents. She explained about the emergency and told them she'd be back in no time. She pulled her mom and told her, "please be nice to him. Don't let him feel uneasy. Don't let Dad make unnecessary comments please." Her mom assured her and told her to leave already. She glanced one last time to Sasuke before leaving.

---

"I hope you'll like all these food. My wife prepared all of them," Kizashi said.

"Hai. Arigato," Sasuke thanked them profusely while looking at the spread in front of him. They all looked tasty.. until he realized.. "Wait, are these.." The more he inspected the food, the more it became clear to him what they were made of. "This is.. unbelievable" was all he could mutter to himself.

There was natto avocado rice bowl.. Natto soup with miso.. Natto with enoki mushrooms.. Natto rolls.. Natto udon.. Everything was natto-based.

His stomach turned. Sasuke hated natto to the core. He had never been this scared to eat something.

"Is everything alright?" Mebuki inquired seeing he hadn't started yet.

"Y-Yes, ma'am.. I'm just thinking about Sakura. Shall we wait for her?" he answered politely, masking it also to delay his demise.

"Ah, don't bother and go ahead. We prepared these for you and I'm sure she'll be happy if you're almost full when she comes back," Kizashi said while Mebuki served Sasuke some of the food.

The two were watching him intently. "Which one has the least amount of natto?" he thought. He took the rice bowl and carefully picked the rice with his chopsticks, leaving the natto out.

"Mebuki, please add natto to his rice. I don't think it's enough."

Sakura's mom glady put more natto on his rice. She smiled at him and he had no choice but to have another bite full of natto. He wanted to vomit. Its texture and its taste were horrible to him. He forced himself to swallow it. "You're an Uchiha. This is nothing," he cheered himself on.

He continued eating while the two of them had questions left and right. Although they had lots to ask, especially about the welfare of their daughter, he didn't feel unconfortable and was even confident with his answers.

He was almost done with his meal when Sakura came back. "Sorry, it took me a while to finish.. How are you, Sasuke-kun? Did you like—," she realized it immediately. "Mom! Why is the food— Why are there natto all over? I thought I made it clear to Dad—"

"Calm down, Sakura. What's the problem here?" Mebuki asked worriedly.

"I told Dad.. Sasuke doesn't eat natto. I told him to tell you to prepare lots of tomatoes because it's his favorite."

"Oh, is that the case? Maybe I interchanged the two.. I'm so sorry."

"Kizashi!" scolds Mebuki. "I'm sorry, Sasuke. You should've told us."

"It's fine. You cooked them well and I thank you for the dinner.. Sakura, it's okay. Come, let's eat."

"Sasuke-kun.."

"I liked it. Come sit now."

---

On their way to Sasuke's inn..

"Sasuke-kun, I'm really sorry. This meet-up was a failure." Sakura was really guilty for the whole ordeal. She thought maybe he was right after all, that it would've been better if they postponed it.

"Sakura.. Don't be upset about it. Now, I know your parents a little bit more.. And probably they've learned something about me too. So, it's all good."

"Sasuke-kun.. Thank you! I know your tired, I will massage your back.. Then tomorrow I'll make you a good breakfast."

They held hands and continued on their way.

---

"Dear, what can you say about Sasuke?" asked Mebuki. "I can see why Sakura likes him so much."

"That Uchiha boy, I like him too," Kizashi announced. "He's polite.. He's well mannered.. He's handome like me.." he laughed. "And oh, I gave you the wrong info on purpose. I knew he hates natto."

"What? You're crazy, Kizashi. You saw how mad your daughter was!"

"Yeah. Our daughter was mad.. In fact , she has been madly in love with that guy for a very long time. I don't want Sakura to be with someone who doesn't love her back. And love is sacrifice.. He ate the food without complaining because he cared about what Sakura would feel. That boy has a good heart. Now I can die in peace knowing she's in good hands."

"You make sense sometimes.."

"But don't tell Sakura I did that on purpose! She'd kill me and I'd die sooner!"

#sasusaku #sasusaku headcanon #ss headcanon #uchihas #harunos #sscoded no 78

[legendofzoodles]

LOZ Character Analysis/Rant

Hero of the Wild 1 || Before the Calamity 

“With so much at stake, and with so many eyes upon him, he feels it necessary to stay strong and to silently bear any burden.”

A youth with so much promise. A youth selflessly dedicated to his duties. A youth who refused to crumble under society’s expectations and shut away his heart from the world.

How can Link hope to recover his lost identity, when the stoic knight from 100 years ago willingly cast aside the memories he so desperately seeks now?

~~~

100 years ago

Masterworks summed up his character pretty well. Link was born into a family of knights, he chose the path of a knight like his father, he dedicated himself to training every day never skipping practice for anything and was if anything overly committed to his duties. After becoming the Princess’ knight he followed her everywhere even when she explicitly told him not to, then when the Calamity came he sacrificed himself to protect her. Since being chosen by the Master Sword, Link was aware of the people’s eyes on him and thus in order to project strength he became emotionless and silent. 

Let’s look at how he got there. Masterworks does say that after his slumber Link was freed from people’s attentions and expectations, and also had no memory of the past. This is what allowed him to be more lighthearted and expressive during the game proper. I’d argue that Link has always been this way, but events that happened in his life leading up to the Calamity made him become a stoic knight. Solid foundation here to build off of.

Let’s talk childhood. The game gives no real insight into Wild’s family or homelife before the Calamity...but Masterworks let’s us speculate. 

This is concept art of Link’s family. There’s no mother in the picture so I’ll assume she’s dead. Either after giving birth to Link’s sister, illness or something tragic like a monster attack. That buff guy could be Link’s dad, although given by the white beard it could also be his grandfather or uncle. In one of the game’s memories where Link is training in the rain and Zelda comments on his career path, it isn’t made clear whether Link’s father is alive or not. 

Forgive me, but the guy in that picture doesn’t strike me as a high ranking royal knight, so much as simple tradesman, like a shoemaker or...blacksmith. Since Link’s father was a knight it’s safe to assume this isn’t him, maybe an uncle taking care of him and his sister, following his and his wife’s death. And while his sister technically isn’t canon, I’ll include her as a part of his family. 

The stuff in italics will be what I’ll call ‘soft analysis’, so filling in the gaps with my own story. And the regular text will be ‘hard analysis’, posing questions and answers using information from the game and Masterworks.

Link in BoTW was emotionless and silent. It makes sense for his to act that way in public but not in private and certainty not with people he’s close to like Mipha. I don’t believe that he’d go to such extremes just because of the threat of the Calamity and his role as the hero. Especially when I believe that public morale regarding the kingdom’s readying defences would be practically sky high. Strides in Sheikah Technology with the uncovering the Divine Beats, Shrines and numerous invincible Guardians would have helped to bolster the spirits of the people. There was no reason to fear Ganon, not with the incredible mechanical army on their side, even after the sudden death of the queen.

Link was an energetic and happy kid, in such an environment, he’d grow up to take his responsibilities seriously sure, but he’d do it with a reassuring grin and dish out some banter. His friendly outgoing personality tells me his reaction to such a burden wouldn’t cause him to hide behind a mask. Something must have happened before he pulled the Master Sword, to make him react in such an extreme way. 

If nothing traumatic happened, then I believe that Link would have almost thrived in his role as the Princess’ appointed knight. Everyone looked up to him and he had the skills to back up his position- getting chosen by the master sword is like the ultimate proof of your abilities. Link doesn’t seem to know much about the sword (more on that later), so he wouldn’t have any insecurities of needing to unlock its true power. He wouldn’t have known that he needed to do that, assuming that pulling the sword was all he needed to do. He also had the Champions unwavering faith (except my fav salty birb but come on, it was blindingly obvious that he was jealous) and the support of family and friends.

Speaking of friends, since Link didn’t have a normal childhood- as in he was strung around the kingdom rather than living a regular middle class life in Castle Town- he probably didn’t have many friends his age. He was a favourite among the soldiers he trained with both Hylian and Zora, and he had Mipha. Although, his father’s colleagues probably had kids too and they all met up with their families now and again, letting Link play and spar with kids like him. But because he didn’t see those kids frequently they wouldn’t really be friends.

It’s a meme that there are 1001 things to do in BoTW before defeating ganon, but that freedom given to the player reflects on Link’s character. I don’t believe that a guy who’s a bit of a free spirit would follow the King’s orders to such a near obsessive degree. I’m sorry to say this and I understand that it’s his job, but the extent that Link follows Zelda around as her appointed knight is plain creepy. She explicitly tells him multiple times not to follow her, yet he does so anyway, and with that unsettling inscrutable silent demeanour. To over step boundaries like that and not even give a reason, or even try to make her feel comfortable in your presence? It’s not in line with his character, in the game proper and in descriptions of him as a kid. 

It also contrasts the friendly and social pun master we play as 100 years later.

I remember when I first played BoTW I disliked Flora for being so hard on Link, but analysing it now... gosh, she must have been so unnerved! Imagine having a silent stranger follow you around everywhere and you’ve convinced yourself thanks to your own anxieties and insecurities that they hate you. No wonder she lashed out at him.

You can read into Link’s strange behaviour in the time leading up to the Calamity however you want, there’s absolutely no wrong answer! I’m going to say he acted this way because of the guilt of him causing him parent’s death. This made him always follow orders to a capital T, even if he disagreed or didn’t want to, and it made him focus all his energy intro training. 

The beauty of BoTW is that it leaves crumbs for people to theorize and make up their own stories for Link. Take the house in Hateno village. That prime piece of real estate that you can buy off the Bolson, go full Animal Crossing and become a suburban mum hylian homeowner. That house could have been his 100 years ago. 

His uncle’s home (I’ll call him ‘Rhys’) is the house that Link and his sister ‘Aria’ lived in after the death of their parents. As a blacksmith, he had the best weapons he ever forged on display on the walls of the first floor- something that resonated with Link. Since he lived alone there was only one bed upstairs, but he was able to squeeze in a second one. By this time Link was old enough to take care of himself and his baby sister well enough (he was like 11, but still) for Rhys to live his workshop in the village centre. Walking over every morning for breakfast and walking back after dinner. 

Link was noticeably more quiet after moving in to live at Hateno, something the people around him began to notice but not pay too much attention to. After all, Rhys didn’t know what Link’s true personality was since he hadn’t seen the kid since he was an infant and neither did Aria, because she was an infant when Link’s shift in personality began to happen. 

For around the next two years Link took a bit of a break from chasing his knight career. He still visited Zora’s domain, Hyrule Castle and even the Akkala Citadel to continue his training, but didn’t pursue his goals as intensely as before. These trips were made either by joining up with a travelling soldier unit or alone. Link found that he rather liked being out in the wild by himself, and enjoyed things like camping, foraging, hunting and sleeping outside. Despite this slightly more lax attitude, Link still found himself knocking on the doors of destiny. 

It’s heavily implied in the game that Link uncovered the Master Sword on his own and at a youngish age. So let’s run with that. 

At the around the age of 13 Link was on a little expedition to the Military Camp when he came across a Korok. He’d never seen one and being a curious kid who often took pit stops when travelling to check out cool stuff, he followed the forest spirit. The Korok led him into the lost woods and disappeared from sight part way through the chase. Link used his wits and a lighted torch to navigate his way through the whispering fog and into the Korok forest. There he saw a sword sat in a stone pedestal.

He’d heard stories from the soldiers about the sword that seals the darkness. Lloyd himself had tried to pull it and failed, as did other members of his family. Link saw that there was no one around to watch and judge him so he decided to give it a go, not expecting anything to happen. Imagine his surprise when after quite a bit of effort, the sword slowly slid out. 

You can theorize that Link sought out the sword on purpose because of the stories surrounding it or maybe Fi called him herself. Then again, you can also say that the adventurous boy found it by accident and didn’t know what he was getting himself into. I’m doing a bit of both here. 

There was no going back from there. The Great Deku tree awakened and exposited Link’s destiny as the hero, now that the sword had found its master. When the shell shocked boy wandered out of the woods, was found by a returning unit of knights, who saw the boy clutching the sword and whisked him away straight to the palace. 

The rest is history: he had a crash course in Royal Knight training before officially being appointed Zelda’s personal knight at around age 15 (I like to think that he’s a year younger than Zelda, cuz he’s so short in AoC) and then becoming a Champion a couple months or so later.

The shift in his personality occured the moment those soldiers found him. Link was now a part of something huge, something bigger than himself. He had to dedicate himself to the role and couldn’t allow any distractions. That meant less visits to his sister and uncle, less trips to Zora’s domain and no time to hang ug with the other knights after practice. He imitated how his father used to act, in order to project that fearless stoic strength he exuded. Those in the army and nobility had high expectations, but there were a few bitter dissenters who wanted to see him fail, who didn’t believe that he was worthy. 

Link was determined to never experience a repeat of that night during the Blood Moon. He wouldn’t let the weight of the people’s attention crush him, he’d redeem himself for Aria (who thanks to him grew up without parents), he’d never show weakness and silently bear any burden.

~~~

Thanks for reading! 

Part 2 

Check out more character breakdowns:

Hero of Twilight Hero of Time  Hero of the Sky part 1

Masterlist

#legend of zelda #linked universe #botw #breath of the wild #linked universe wild #loz link #loz #loz botw #legend of zelda link #zelda #zelda fanfiction #lu wild #lu flora #calamity ganon #calamity #hyrule #silent princess

[skywalking-through-life]

20 Questions Writer Meme

I was tagged by @60sec400 ! Thanks friend, this is such a fun thing to be tagged in! 🥳

1. How many works do you have on ao3?

13! I've only been posting for a little over a year, so I'm pretty pleased with that.

2. What's your total ao3 word count?

111,651 words! Another number I'm really, really pleased with. I had a tentative goal of trying to publish 100k words between September 2022-September 2023, and I met it! 🥳

3. What fandoms do you write for?

At the moment just Percy Jackson, though I have written for a bunch of fandoms over the years - Harry Potter as a kid, Star Wars pretty much always, some Tamora Pierce, etc etc etc - I just never posted any of it publically until this past year, lol.

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

'Is it blasphemy if he's my dad?' (2,517)

'some have entertained angels unaware' (1,462)

'it's how you swing it' (1,177)

'more things in heaven and earth' (1,054)

'a thin barrier between two worlds' (1,021)

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Yes! I am so incredibly grateful that people take the time to leave me comments that it feels like the least I can do to respond kindly to them. Sometimes I get so busy that it can take me a few weeks to get to them, but I always respond to every initial comment that someone chooses to leave me! I also try to continue to respond to folks who want to have a conversation about plot, or characterization, or what might be coming next, but I don't always continue those conversations indefinitely. So I encourage those folks to come talk to me here! ☺️

6. What's the fic you wrote that has the angstiest ending?

I tend to not write angsty endings, lol, because I make myself too sad if I don't end a story on a hopeful, or at least more ambiguous, note. But that being said, I guess it would probably be 'to sleep, perchance to dream?' That ended on an anxious note, since it was a prelude to a dangerous moment.

7. What's the fic you wrote that has the happiest ending?

I hope that almost all of my fics have happy-ish endings, lol! But if I had to pick...the most clear-cut happy endings are probably in 'some have entertained angels unaware' and 'come wash my war paint away.' They are two VERY different types of happy endings though, one meant more ah, euphemistically. 💀💀💀)

8. Do you get hate on fics?

So far, no. I've had a few comments where folks have let me know that they've disagreed with creative decisions that I've made, and even though those can sometimes sting a little bit, that's more of a 'me and my overly sensitive soul' problem than anything else. It definitely hasn't been hateful! I admit, I sort of live in fear for the day when I get my first one, since I don't imagine I'll be able to avoid haters altogether. Especially because I have some very, very dark fics planned, that are going to tackle some pretty ugly topics. 😬

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Yes, lol, something that has honestly really taken me by surprise, since I never thought I'd write it! So far I've only written very sweet and fairly vanillla canon compliant percabeth smut - and one very experimental fic where Aphrodite essentially propositions Annabeth (and also Percy, through Annabeth 💀) - but I actually have a lot of plans to write more, lol! I have a sequel to 'to burn and to boil' in the works, and 3-5 smutty wips at least, in outline form. It's mainly percabeth, though a few are potentially percabeth + friends. 💀

10. Do you write crossovers?

No, not yet, but I'm open to the right idea! I love a good crossover.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

I don't think so? I've had folks write fics inspired by mine, but they have used the 'inspired by' feature in ao3 and tagged me. Which I find incredibly flattering, so I welcome that! 💙

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

I don't think so? If you want to do that though, please feel free! I'd love it if you let me know, but you don't have to. 💙

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

No, but I'd LOVE to! I think collabs are so interesting, and I'm curious to see how my writing practices/style/etc. would mesh with someone else's. So if anyone wants to do that, let me know! I'm not 100% sure I currently have the time, but I'd love to chat about it.

14. What's your all-time favorite ship?

Oh God, this one is REALLY hard! I think it might actually be a tie between Percabeth and Luke×Mara, from the Star Wars Legends-verse. They are the two that have made me feral for the longest, because I fell into the brainrot for them both when I was about 12 or so? And now I'm 30, so, lol. 💀I'm not currently writing Star Wars because PJO has me in a chokehold, but whenever that loosens, I'll probably try posting some of my many, many Luke×Mara ideas.

15. What's a wip you want to finish, but don't think you ever will?

I really want to finish all of my wips, and AM actively moving towards that goal, but I have one that I am really, really nervous to finish and post, because it's SO DAMN dark. The working title is 'still half-perfect,' and it is a mash up of a fic I tried and failed to write while sick with COVID - some of whose plot points I reused for world-building - and a majorly fucked up dream I had earlier this year. I think it's going to be a compelling story, but I also think I will get hate comments if I post it, because it is SO DAMN dark. So I'm still working on my courage with that one.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Folks pretty regularly tell me that my characterization is really good, and I've gotten some amazing comments saying that my works really feel like a part of the PJO world! I cherish those. 😍 I've also been told my descriptions and imagery are evocative, and that my technical writing skills are good. I tend to think that I am good at contextualizing and synthesizing information, and am pretty good at foreshadowing!

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Sticking to any type of writing schedule, RIP. 😭 My ADHD genuinely makes it so hard for me to predict when I'm going to be able to focus long enough to make progress, and I haven't developed really any disciplines that help. I also think I am inclined to be too wordy, and I have spent a long time trying to work on being clear and concise. And, I'm definitely just very sensitive about my writing! I get sort of panicky if folks tell me they don't like what I've written, cause I feel like I've let them down/am a failure/other unhelpful and untrue things that I know about myself that am working on.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

I'm open to it, but most of my language skills aren't really good enough to entertain the possibility, lol. I could probably finagle something in Spanish, but I'd be leery of using others without help.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Harry Potter, LMAO. I was maybe...10? the first time I decided to try to write fic, obsessed with HP, and the results were both very short and very hilarious. It was also handwritten in a Lisa Frank notebook that I am certain that I no longer have. 😂 But definitely PJO after that!

20. Favorite fic you've written?

This is a hard one, because I don't publish fic I'm not satisfied with? I like all my fics for different reasons! I think that some of my best writing is in 'to burn and to boil,' but that's such a weird, horny story that I know most people probably won't read it. 😂 But probably the story I am most happy with all around- plot, dialogue, pacing, tone, characterization, etc - is 'some have entertained angels unaware.' I genuinely, truly, love that story, and I re-read it whenever I'm trying to get myself back in the writing groove. 💙

Thanks glockness! 💙🫂💙 This was super fun! Let me know if you have any questions, y'all! I'll tag @ashilrak ❤️

#20 questions writer meme #this was so fun!! #ask me anything you want to know more about! #fanfic is fun for everyone! #fanfiction #fanfic #fic #pjo fic #percy jackson fanfiction #pjo hoo toa cotg #my fic #percy's senior year (mis)adventures

[kisses4wonie]

dear you chapter 01 : oh indeed

“shouldn’t you be heading to school, miss?” your dad says in a teasing manner.

you stopped by your family’s bakery to grab some bread for the day. the bakery consisted of cupcakes, cakes, many different types of breads (cream cheese, condensed milk bread, chou cream bread, etc) and so on. you absolutely loved the atmosphere of the bakery. it was peaceful and quiet (probably because it was so early in the morning) even on days where there are more customers than usual it still keeps the same vibe.

“let me just stay here for a couple more minutes, dad.” you groaned with your head down on the counter, about to fall asleep any second. you couldn’t sleep last night due to the usual issues. crying every other night leads to sleepless nights. especially if it’s over someone who was once special to you.

after a few minutes had gone by with you half asleep, you finally lifted your head up only to see your dad with a guilty expression. it’s as if he knew what was wrong. you didn’t find the need to comment on it since it seems like he had you all figured out.

“alright, i’m off.” you grab your bag with one hand and your bread in the other and made your way to school. it wasn’t much of a walk, really. there weren’t many people around, making you appreciate the calm scenery and the faint fresh breeze.

you see a familiar keychain on the ground as you turn the corner that provides a clear view of your school and pause only feet from from it.

“this is the same matching one he got..” you whisper. you felt goosebumps form on your arms and slightly wince from that. you decided to take it to the lost and found section located at your school’s office. almost arriving at your destination, you end up bumping into someone by accident. your head hits their chest aggressively, just how tall is this person?

“ah- sorry about that” you jolted your head up, eyes widening when you realize who it is. oh my god.

“no it’s my fault i didn’t see you.. yn?” he says.

“beomgyu,” you say, eyes wandering everywhere instead of looking at his. he looked down at the direction of the keychain noises (since your collision together), which was at your hands.

“my keychain,” he points, making you look as well. if you were to be honest at this moment, you had forgotten all about the keychain.

“you found it,” he says letting out a relieved sigh.

"oh- yeah here," you say as you hand him the keychain. you both awkwardly stand there, the uncomfortable atmosphere slowly killing you. that was until she came.

“gyu, did you find it?” she says in a sing-song tone. you knew exactly who it was, just from her voice. her annoying, high-pitched voice that you wish you could just zip up forever.

she realizes that you were standing there before her and her whole body tenses up, almost frozen. you can tell by her face that she regrets ever coming to check on him. her being scared of you isn’t new info. it fueled your ego, so you weren’t complaining.

you look at beomgyu, then walking past by the anxious girl while shooting her your natural deadly glare, except making it deadly intentionally (this time).

"yn!" he exclaims. your ruthless thoughts about the girl you despised seemed to be unexpectedly interrupted by his words.

you hesitantly turn around to listen what he has to say.

“thank you,” he signals to the keychain causing it to dangle. this boy knew just the right words to make your heart ache. you then say nothing, and continued to make your way to school, only this time you were in a hurry.

god what is his problem? is he trying to kill me?! you think to yourself, palming your heated up face.

ʚ ɞ m.list | next

synopsis — the school’s well-known sweethearts suddenly break things off and rumors had started to spread, both about the girl and the boy. what really happened between them?

#༉‧₊˚✧ BEOMGYU #txt #txt x reader #beomgyu #beomgyu x reader #choi beomgyu #choi beomgyu x reader #beomgyu fluff #beomgyu headcanons #itzy ryujin #itzy yuna #shin yuna #hwang yeji #lee chaeryeong #choi jisu #txt smau

[transwhorefinn]

I love albatrio so much. Even though they all have different traumas and backstories there’s a lot of overlap. They’re all so relatable and great characters with their own complexities. Their struggles are layered and dimensional.

Chip struggles with letting go of the past to focus on the people who are here with him in the present, wanting to be something else instead of himself, that faux insecure self-confidence to hide his insecurities that he will never be good enough as himself that in order to be Something he needs Arlin or Drey or the rest of the Blackrose Pirates. His unhealthy coping mechanisms, maybe his teasing of gill gives him some sort of superiority idk. In the beginning I was always like “haha bastard boy” but he’s been growing on me and I find him deeply relatable. His struggles with letting go is something almost everyone has to go through. Trying to find the balance between self confidence and narcissism. Trying to figure out who you are in the world, who you are in comparison to the people around you, trying to figure out if you will take the well worn dirt road or create your own legacy. Struggles almost every teenager can relate to.

Gillion struggles with similar things: his self worth, following this life that was laid out for him and do something for himself for once, I also do believe he has abandonment trauma. The choice between following authorities or taking the risk and do something different, dangerous, and something you might be shunned for. Living up to the expectations you were given and the ones you give yourself. Gillion’s expectations of himself are probably higher than any expectations the elders could’ve set for him. Everyone can relate to the struggle of balancing the things you want to do and the things you have to do, whether it be work vs leisure time or school vs childhood. His abandonment trauma is clear as day too. Putting up a tough act so his friends don’t see him as weak and leave him. I mean he was literally separated from his family. His reaction to Pretzel being gone. That comment he made in the BLOCK episode (“oh cool like when my parents dropped me off for training. You’ll come back though right?”). Not all of us have abandonment trauma but I’m sure everyone’s lost someone/something, had times where we needed someone but there was no one, or doubted our relationships sometimes.

Last but not least, Jay. She struggles with role confusion, again with the conform or do your own stuff, I’d say she comes off as the least insecure of the Riptide pirates. Her self-esteem never comes off as a way to make herself feel better than others or as an act she puts up to hide her flaws. Most, if not all her struggles come from her dad (no one is surprised). As someone with similar issues. Jay’s dilemma of her opinion about her dad feels so real and genuine unlike a lot of other portrayals ive seen. She doesn’t really hate her dad but realizes he isn’t the best either. She’s confused about their relationship and had a lot of difficulty deciding whether or not to cut him off, and I don’t believe Jay’s dad is intentionally being abusive (this is not me justifying anything he has done this is me explaining maybe the thought process) he likely grew up with this harsh mannerism of raising kids so it is just “normal” to him, he’s definitely scared to lose Jay as he lost Drey, emotionally he was not there for Jay but I highly doubt he even knows how to process his own mental/emotional issues. Too busy with his job to connect with his kids. Either way he still loves Jay (Just look at her wanted posters) to some degree. Jay probably knows this, but also knows his behavior wasn’t the best and can’t be excused. Letting go of family is hard and every little nice thing they do makes you question if you’re just overthinking and being insecure and every little bad thing they do makes you wonder where you’ll draw the line if you ever do. Cutting off toxic relationships (especially familial ones) is just like this. It’s not as simple as “this person is being bad i hate them and im leaving” because sometimes they’ll do something kind and it’ll make you doubt everything. Jay’s confusions and mixed feelings of her father, the difficulty of choosing to leave behind a toxic relationship, it’s all so real and very relatable as someone who struggles with similar issues. And ofc not everyone has daddy issues or whatever but I’m sure everyone’s been in a few relationships that just didn’t work out and you had to choose whether or not to let that person go.

Idk if anyone will read this long ass rant but have a nice day if you did, and remember that you aren’t alone. Peace.

#thoughts #ive barely woken up and I just #jrwi #jrwi podcast #jrwi riptide #jrwi show #just roll with it #jrwi spoilers #gillion tidestrider #chip jrwi #jrwi chip #jrwi gillion #jay ferin #jrwi jay #chip lastname #jrwishow

[hijitae]

Hi so i’ve read your fanfic a Comet sounds like a frog in space (I couldn’t comment since I didn’t have an account) and I remember Togoro mentioning having a sister. What is her name ,and what is she like.

Hi there! Thank you for the question. I forgot that I had anon comments disabled for some of my fics, and I must’ve overlooked that fic when I got rid of that setting. I used to do that because of stalkers, but now AO3 users and guests can comment. Sorry about that!

Also, my apologies to the other anon; I am gathering some head canon things together for that question! I’ll get back to you soon, although I guess this can be included in with my future response, as this post features some head canons for HijiTae’s children.

For those who haven't read that fic of mine yet, here is a direct link to it.

Anyway, I’m glad you enjoyed the fic. :) And I thank you for your curiosity into what a daughter of Tae and Hijikata would be like. I’ll put the rest of my answer under a cut:

So, I always imagined Hijikata and Tae having a daughter, too – not just to give Togoro a sibling (since they both had siblings), but also because they’d want another child.

I’ve never been able to stick to a name during the few times I’ve written her into (unpublished) fanfic. I once used “Takako” in order to keep all their names beginning with a ‘T’ and fashioned it after Tae’s name the way fathers would conventionally pass on the first part of their name to sons (Toshiro, Togoro, etc.). However, Takako didn’t seem to fit the image I had in mind. I’m not well-versed in kanji, so I can’t pick names through that process; I have to rely on the kinds of meanings various blogs provide for any name I might choose. I thought of Asumi. I considered Masami or Yukino to pay homage to Tae’s live action actress and voice actress.

At this point, I still haven’t settled on a name, and until she makes a proper appearance in my fanfic, I’ll leave it to readers’ imaginations. Mostly I’m trying to finish HijiTae fanfic that focuses more on them before/if I get into family life. But for the sake of this ask, I’ll refer to her as Asumi.

I see her being born 5-6 years after Togoro. What she’s like? Well, right now, I base it on how I created Togoro’s appearance and personality. He looks a lot like Hijikata, except he has Tae’s eyes and smile. He was raised to be responsible and well-mannered. Also, being the firstborn, there is a little more pressure on Togoro to live up to expectations and so forth. Not to say Tae and Hijikata would be super strict parents – maybe Hijikata a bit in some aspects because of his years spent as the Shinsengumi’s vice-chief – but it’s common for firstborns. First-time parents are going through a lot in trying to make sure everything starts off well. Some parents tend to be more relaxed by the time the second child comes along now that they have the experience.

I see it like that for HijiTae, especially with the age gap between Togoro and his yet-unnamed little sister. He’s still a child, but eager by then to help take care of his sibling as she grows. As a result, Asumi will be a little more spoiled by her parents and brother. She will also be born during a time with more peace and stability – I mean, as peaceful as the rapid changes within the Meiji era can be in the Gintama universe after an immortal tried to destroy the entire world and all, lol, complete with advanced technology and galactic travel being mainstream now. Anyway, with a more stable society in place and Hijikata finally letting go of his past, I envision Asumi being sort of symbolic of that inner peace he’s achieved – and, of course, Tae being delighted to have a girl to raise now after a son.

I don’t want to make HijiTae’s kids carbon copies of their parents in appearance (or personality), but since Sorachi made it quite clear that Hijikata’s genes run strong in Togoro, then I imagine it to be similar with Asumi. She’ll have her dad’s eyes and a hair colour shade between dad and mom. She’ll grow her hair long, but might cut it to shoulder-length when she’s older – a reversal of Tae’s childhood and adulthood hairstyles.

Personality-wise, I haven’t given that too much thought yet. Asumi won’t be that short-tempered, but when she is, she is more like Hijikata in that way. She's less patient than Togoro, who is generally calmer; it takes more to anger him, especially since he did his best to be very patient with a little sister, so that influenced him as he grew older. I see Asumi being quite assertive and straightforward like her parents – which might make her seem less courteous than her brother when she speaks her mind. She has a lot of pride in her family background, so she’s determined to succeed and live up to her fullest potential. She also looks up to Togoro, idolizes him like a younger sibling tends to do. She wants to make her parents just as proud of her as they are of Togoro (though, of course, they already are). She's more expressive, less prone to bottling things up, and more relaxed than her brother.

Togoro will most likely follow Hijikata into law enforcement, but Asumi will be more interested in helping to keep the Koudoukan Dojo afloat in the new era. Like her brother, Asumi will receive the same training, but with an emphasis on the naginata from Tae’s instruction in order to uphold the tradition of women and the naginata. I think the history behind the naginata is fascinating, so I imagine Tae to proudly pass on that knowledge to her daughter, teaching her about women’s past roles in society but also encouraging her to pursue any path she dreams of taking – especially since public education really took off in the Meiji era with the first Ministry of Education established in 1871, so there are many more possibilities open to Hijikata and Tae’s children, paths that they did not have in the Edo era, growing up in a more turbulent time (not to mention Utsuro).

Okay, I’ve talked a LOT on the subject of Gintama OCs here, lol, so I’ll stop now. Nonetheless, I hope it was entertaining and interesting, and that I was able to answer your question to your satisfaction. I think Tae and Hijikata will be great parents, who will raise their children in a way that seems best for the family and for society. Positive and negative traits may be passed onto the children because, whether we like it or not, we all end up reflecting our parents in some way when we're older.

Thank you once again!

P.S. Hijikata will be quite devastated when Asumi doesn't take to mayonnaise that strongly. She ended up liking sukonbu a lot instead because Kagura was a frequent visitor and babysitter on occasion. Don't worry, Toushi -- Togoro will carry on the great mayonnaise tradition. 😄

#hijitae #answered anon #i still don't know what my tag for asks will be #i'll fix it later #thanks again for the question; it was a nice surprise to be asked about my fics #maybe i put too much thought into hijitae family head canons oops but it is what it is #i even brought up the ministry of education lol but i'm a fantasy novelist #world-building is my thing so i always end up thinking a lot about even backstory details #and next generation possibilities #pardon any typos; i didn't closely read through it after i typed it up

[loosesodamarble]

BC Next Gen Winter Thoughts

I've got some thoughts about how my next gen ocs would spend their winter days/celebrate Christmas. And now I'm gonna share them!

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The Cresswells: Jill and Daniel go out winter camping with their parents. Mama Cresswell knows some good recipes made with wild greens. Jack and Jill hunt a nice juicy boar to roast over a fire. Daniel would use his magic to make new jewelry for his mom and sis and a new cloak clasp for his dad.

The elves: Patry’s family would visit the Vangeance household for one. The men’s shared birthday is actually the main reason with Christmas coming second. Andrea (Alfried's mom) would find her way to attend and give Patry something nice from afar. She definitely spoils all the kids, especially Alfred, with gifts. Alfred uses his Shield Magic to let everyone snowboard. Elfrieda likes making snow men and snow angels (and she will stay up late to catch Santa). Avery would get knickknacks for his squad mates (curiously not having enough money to buy Caelum a gift... how convenient).

The Vermillions: Leoray and Mereoleona go hunt some wild game to bring to the Vermillion Christmas Dinner! Ray would probably give Uncle Fue one of her old training journals because she knows he’d appreciate something that holds memories and logs a person’s path to improvement. Uncle Leo is the one who gave Ray her pet boa constrictor King for Christmas.

The Silvas: There's a BIG House Silva Christmas celebration. Noelle was very clear when she said she’d only come back home for Christmas if the family put in effort for a Christmas party. And by the time the kids are all around, they’ve gotten the hang of it. The original Silva sibs created a tradition of doing a magic show for a randomly selected orphanage, to give the kids entertainment for the holiday. The big finale is always Solid vs Noelle magic display where the kids vote who is the better mage (them sharing the same attribute makes it easy to compare). Noelle’s winning streak is currently at 12. Nebra jokes that Noelle having kids is what's made her so strong. Chalivas and Elana are very strict with Soleil and Skylar about no pranks during the holidays. No ifs, ands, or buts! The servants who work shifts during the holidays don’t need more stress! Elana does go along with Skylar to sneak into the kitchens and "help" the staff prepare the Christmas feast. But all they ever do is taste everything being made. Not that the servants mind. Elana is a little picky but Skylar loves everything! Because they're royals, the gifts exchanged are either classy or niche/weird. Asta and Noelle once got the elder Silvas wine glasses shaped like them. Everyone, literally everyone, was laughing for so long. Those gaudy glasses are on display and the servants love snickering at them. The kids coming along makes things calm down, a little. Eirlys always writes a poem to go with whatever gift she gives the others. Aecor has this eerie ability to get everyone exactly what they want without them ever saying. No one knows how he does it (even me). The first gift Filomina ever gave was a big, sloppy family picture that Noelle will fight to preserve. Nozel, Nebra, and Solid are so embarrassed by it because why did Filo draw them with bird heads? The Astelle family spends Christmas Eve at House Silva but Christmas Day in Hage. Father Orsi’s gift to the kids is a story from a Christmas past with Asta and Yuno. But also tatoe recipes or little trinkets to carry with them. The tears of that man and the parents when the kids put on their first little Christmas concert for the church. Filomina really did sing like an angel.

The Voltia-Swings: In winter, Luck, Magna, and Jesse play in the snow so much! They all run hot so the cold barely gets the them! Sledding in a favorite for Jesse. Luck sometimes comments "And you'll be going even faster than that once you learn how to use your magic like me! Exciting, huh?" Christmas is a day devoted to fun for the Voltia-Swings. Joking around and singingly horribly while they make breakfast/lunch. Taking ridiculously long times to choose what present to open next. The fathers playing with Jesse's new toys. Of course Magna and Luck also take Jesse out to visit friends and they're just so soft for seeing their little girl happily sharing her toys and playing with friends. She doesn't have the most luxurious life but it's better than what either of them grew up with. Christmas Eve and Christmas Day are also the two days out of the year where Jesse always shares a bed with her parents. Until she moves out, Christmas is the snuggling days for their little family.

The Enotecas (and Selen): For Christmas while Cynthia is still little, Selen takes her and Vanessa out for a fun joy ride. Maybe he's a giant wolf or a polar bear or caribou. Runs through the snow with the gals on his back. Giving them an experience humans can't really have. They go out to a spot in the woods/mountains without any human settlements to enjoy a view of the night sky that's so beautiful. Maybe Cynthia gets a chance to meet some wild critters. Vanessa thanks Selen every year for doing what he does with Cynthia. The two of them aren't in love but they do love their daughter. When Cynthia's older, she makes a tradition of bringing wool thread and other good insulators out into the woods and leaving it in places for birds and other nest building animals to find so they have something to make their homes even better. The animals see Cynthia as one of their own by the time she's got her grimoire.

The Yamis: The Yamis spend Christmas together, the four of them. Sukehiro cooks up some warm, Hino style stew to enjoy around a fireplace. Charlotte makes some cinnamon hot chocolate. Saki grows some poinsettias and mistletoe for decorations. Blue, red, black, and white roses decorate as well. Ann makes a tradition of reading olf Christmas folklore, the heartwarming and the heart-stopping. I imagine that the Yamis can ice skate. When the girls were small, Sukehiro guided them around like they were doing a little dance on the ice. When they’re older, they can skate on their own. Then one year, a gift is delivered to Saki. It’s a full set of matching jewelry with a black rose theme. Beautiful and expensive. Sukehiro was really confused but all the women seemed to know who it came from.

The Adlais: The Adlais, along with Auntie Marie, go out for a winter stroll. They’ve got baskets and thermoses of hot drinks with them. Grey and Marie attract the wild critters like a couple of Cinderellas. Clara spots and picks some wild winter berries. While Silver and Clara are really young, Gauche would carry them on his back when they got tired. The stroll ends at an empty field where they lay out thick blankets and have a picnic out there. Grey and Marie work together to make the best Christmas feast. Gauche and the kids are in charge of dessert. I also imagine Gauche gets into the habit of making his gifts for the family. Wood carved dolls or knitted scarves. He's a secret artist, only for his family though. He spent so much money on gifts for Marie in the past but in the future, he learns how to make presents really meaningful by hand crafting them.

The Roulacases (featuring @sailor-muno's oc Mallory): The Roulacase family wears the ugliest sweaters you will ever see! Mallory picked them all out herself (even got one for Finesse so she can pose with her space sons). Actually, Lukian helped pick them. Finral can hardly keep a straight face with his on (in a good way); he loves how enthusiastic Mallory looks when she can find matching sweaters. Caelum is beet red wearing his but Dawn thinks it’s cute and is a little jealous so he would eventually give his sweater to her. Raphael is happy to wear an ugly sweater if it means driving away people that would usually flirt with him. Amarielle is running around showing all her friends and the family friends her sweater because she thinks her is adorable (and it is! Ugly cute!). Theodore laments his is a little scratchy but thinks it’s fun and knows its how his mom shows her love.

The Fausts: I imagine the Faust kids being a bit musical in their free time so special occasions in the Faust family is celebrated with music. The Faust family plays some songs together, just for themselves. If they go in public though, they would go dancing. Josele loved dancing with Morgen and loves to dance with Nacht so she wants to pass on that love to her kids. Nacht lets his daughters stand on his toes while dancing with them. Dusk and Sirius would also offer dances to their sisters. Josele and Nacht definitely have the last dance before the whole family goes home. Christmas dinners are feasts for the family. Josele takes the children out hunting and foraging for wild ingredients. Nacht and the devils then take over in leading the cooking effort. Josele sometimes joins in on the cooking but Nacht usually convinces her to rest so they split the job evenly. A creamy rabbit stew is the most common Christmas dinner with sides of roasted greens and berry jams and sweet rolls (the only thing store bought). When it comes to gifts, Sterling promises not to use her magic to know what she gets ahead of time. She also refrains from using her magic to determine what gifts are "correct." She goes with her gut and it's hit or miss. Sirius has the best record with gift giving, seeming to always get perfect gifts. Dawn has a gift of giving everyone the same thing (giving everyone books, but one suited to each person). Dusk obsessively keeps receipts in case someone doesn't like a gift and he insists on getting them a new one. Merel is the type to make gifts, she learns from Josele and Gauche how to craft. Vivian tends to get more daring, "I thought you could be interested in this" types of gifts.

#black clover #black clover oc #next gen ocs #soda's ocs #leoray vermillion #aecor silva #fleuriana silva #chalivas silva #soleil silva #skylar victor silva #elana silva #eirlys silva #ferro silva #aimee silva #naru silva #filomina silva #jesse voltia swing #cynthia enoteca #saki yami #ann yami #silver adlai #clara adlai #caelum roulacse #raphael roulacase #sterling faust #dawn faust #dusk faust #sirius faust #merel faust #vivian faust

[lennies-blog]

This ask might be a little bit confusing so I hope you don't mind but I wanna share my thoughts on the current situation. Right now I feel very frustrated with the whole Mick and Haas (aka Guenther Steiner) drama, but the hate Mick recieves is getting out of hand. I've heard that Sky Germany plays a huge part in it, they are very biased towards Mick while they like to hate on other drivers like Kevin, also I've heard that they don't really care about Seb and appearantly Ralf Schumacher likes to make negative comments about everyone except Mick. I don't know if it's true but since Ralf seems to be a dickhead I can imagine it. Now they criticized that there is so much pressure on Mick and that it's Haas' fault, but then they make a full drama out of guenther steiners words (I've read the translation and it doesn't sound as bad as germans made it sound like.. however still not a fan of steiner). So aren't they the ones that put even more pressure on Mick with their pre race shows? I've also heard that he gets a lot of hate from german fans, but tbh I've only seen german fans so far that like to shit on Kevin to defend Mick. Mick himself on the other hand seems to be very affected (understandable) by all this drama, you can see his laugh is mostly fake and he's being sarcastic and annoyed, also he never really answers questions he avoids them and gives basic answers to be political correct. Also in post race he appearantly blamed it on haas that kevin has a better pace? (i only read translation so I can never say if this is really the case so that's why I ask you hahha) I find it so weird because we talk about a 23 year old and his second year in f1, his first year with an actual working car, now people are saying he wont get a seat in the next season. Are people always so cruel to new drivers, or is it because of his name? I know he made mistakes, he crashed, he didn't get into the point but he gets so much hate, I am confused if this is really normal (I am watching only since last year...) what is your opinion on all of this? Do you really think he won't get a seat next year? Sorry if this was too long to read...

Hey there! 👋 First of all thank you for your ask, I always love to talk to others or engage 😊

I can understand a lot of what you said. To be clear, I have only started watching last season as well and I am not a huge expert, I can only tell you my pov poverty everything I see/read/hear. I might have been influenced slightly by watching the races in German, but Mick was an instant favourite of mine and is now my absolute favourite driver 😊 (This is why I'm doing all of this in the first place, with this blog with all the translations, to support him and spread content among fans)

The German media/TV hosts are definitely biased towards Mick and Seb/ anyone with German connections in general. They want the audience to be able to connect with drivers/Germans by their shared nationality and language, which is why they so so many interviews with Mick and Seb in the first place. I started watching all the interviews more extensively / attentively during theast past of last season and I think they always kind of had a bigger interest in Mick, but also kept a respectful distance. My brother in law once mentioned that the name Schumacher still has a huge meaning and influence in the paddock, which is also part of the reason why Mick hardly ever/never gets personal questions, especially about his dad. I think last season especially he had this 'protection' still being a rookie and basically driving a tractor, everyone was so nice to him and very hopeful. Seb on the other hand lost that years ago. They are harsher on him, ask him more dirfficult/triggering and sometimes brutally honest questions. I've noticed a change in their attitude and also questions towards Mick during the last few races. I have the feeling that now that Haas is slightly more competitive they suddenly expect so much of Mick and that might in part be due to his name. I personally don't like Ralf that much, but he does not always go down on Mick but actually defends him in equal parts. What I don't like is the fact that when the Sky Germany team asks questions that are unfair, too personal or push the drivers' (or Günther's) buttons purposely they always act so nice and smiley and laugh while asking the questions as if its perfectly normal. I was actually a bit shocked about the interview with Günther, I think he is being treated unfairly and he told them straight so their faces that they make a lot of the stuff up and put wrong words into his mouth.

I agree with you that the ones (the media) always suggesting that there might be bad blood or a lot of pressure are actually the ones creating the pressure. I hope that in the future they try to back off of Mick, he is doing what he loves, he naturally always gives his best as every driver does and doesn't need all those bad comments as a 23-year-old. Of course, it comes with the profession but people could still be nice.

Mick also didn't blame Haas that Kevin had better pace, he just said that he didn't know, since he hasn't seen any of the data yet and could therefore not answer that question. I also don't engage that much online (especially where there are no good vibes and I don't have twitter), so I don't know if Kevin gets a lot of hate from German fans, I sincerely hope not 🥺 but the German commentators rarely mention him. I do believe and sincerely hope Mick gets a seat next year! There are a lot of factors that come into play as he is still a driver for the ferrari academy and they can be part of the decision making processes who gets a seat at Ferrari, Haas and Alfa Romeo.

So as Toto said, just let Mick drive! 😊 better races will come and it does not do any good to always address his lack of points and to his face.

I know this is not twitter but anyone who wants to add something or say their opinion, please feel free to do so, comment or send me a message or anything 😊 I'm always happy to engage with others as I don't have that many F1 friends to do so! But please keep it nice 🥺

#mick schumacher #mick #sky sport f1 germany #ask

[shaaaaaaar]

excuse the vent post, just… this is a topic that has been agitating me for the past few days, and i want to not be constantly lingering in my friend group’s vent chat.

a few months ago, i got diagnosed with adhd. specifically, i did an autism and adhd test, but only adhd got a diagnosis. which was weird, because i only really went in for autism and the guy i first talked to asked if i may be interested in an adhd test as well which i agreed to.

except, minor issue. the stuff about autism was just dead wrong a lot of the time, or portrayed in an incorrect way. like they commented on the fact that i tended to fidget during the evaluation, but chalked it up to anxiety. they also said i didnt report fidgeting or stimming, when i do. its not even an anxiety thing. add on the fact that i’m very fucking obviously autistic to most people, and it became clear i got a missed diagnosis.

so the evaluation got re-opened at my request, i signed some release forms for my parents and therapist, fun times overall /s

but among the autism stuff was that adhd diagnosis i got. got thrown to the wayside, because it’s not autism and that’s what i originally went there for. but nevertheless, i got diagnosed. so suddenly adhd became important too.

…to only me.

i went to my parents to talk about it, and they never really talked about it more than “well the diagnosis could be wrong”. true. it could be. but we also need to actually assess the validity of the adhd diagnosis rather than blowing it off fully.

so i tried my best to. on my own. and it’s hard to navigate, especially because i was unprepared for adhd. but… it made sense

dealing with executive dysfunction. my tendency to misplace things a ton. outright forgetting to do responsibilities i have. my terrible attempts at prioritizing. my impulsivity. my habits of not following through with projects.

i sat down and reflected. across months, on and off, trying not to invalidate myself because of constantly being told it could be wrong.

the adhd diagnosis was correct.

but i don’t know what to do with this information. cool, i have adhd. but i don’t know how to process it, to work around it, to exist with it.

i went to my therapist to talk about it, became the same conversation about the legitimacy of the diagnosis. which was helpful for validating my feelings of isolation but not for what to do with the new information i have. i talked to my dad about it again, he told me about how “i think everyone has a little adhd.” cool thanks dad fuck off.

only the autism part of my neurodivergency matters, it feels like

and i get it. it’s autism that got me tested. it’s autism that got a missed diagnosis. it’s autism that’s way more blatant. and i’m not blind to the intersectionality of my autism and my adhd. i can’t truly understand my adhd until i understand my autism.

but intersectionality is a two-way street. i can’t understand my autism until i understand my adhd. and on that evaluation, i got diagnosed with adhd. and it makes sense. that information i believe to be correct. and it’s tiring, the constant disregarding of that part of the diagnosis. it’s tiring, the constant invisibility. and it’s so goddamn hard to figure everything out on my own, it’s so goddamn hard when my resources aren’t listening to me.

isn’t this why we’re looking at the autism test again? because i didn’t feel heard?

how come the people around me don’t realize they’re making the same mistake?

#vent post #vent #shar rambles for way too long

[not-pretty-smart-funny]

I fucking did it

I told my dad how I actually feel about him: terribly, skin crawling when he’s in my space, was never there when I was younger, became a paragon of punishment and now that we’re all diagnosed in my family and he’s changed how he acts with everyone else but it still feels like us two are stuck in the same routine since I was 9.

for a bit of context, I have been going to therapy recently, got diagnosed less than a year ago now, and on medication for even less. Obviously, this problem has been going on for a while, but I’ve never had the right words to express it. I do not want to be mean because he is depressed and overworked running his own business and he also has my siblings and I to look after and still is in a relationship with my mom. They’re in a happy marriage, don’t misunderstand, but as I’m the oldest kid I get stuck with the more rigid parenting style. My parents say I’ve been more combative, angry, and testing the limits. I am willing to stand up for myself more ever since I’ve gotten therapy, and it’s just been a build up of off hand comments and empty promises/threats that made me snap last night when my dad tried to wheedle me into getting my sister from a party. Normally, it wouldn’t be a problem, except that she told me she wanted to ask our parents for a ride and the past 3 days I haven’t slept well, but there have been lots of parties and hangouts so I’ve been dropping off and picking up my siblings without complaint. He told me this morning that I should have had my room cleaned yesterday (didn’t hear, not on meds and no physical reminder), and I’ve done an incredible job cleaning the floor especially since little kids play in my room all the time and I organized my dressers and desks. He took my phone away, and when I finished he wanted to have a talk about why I felt this way. I’m very autistic and I struggle with emotions and putting feelings into words, which makes it hard to explain how I feel about something if I’m not prepared. My dad got frustrated when I started crying from the confrontation, and finally let me leave. I got my hands on a notepad and started writing how I felt and came to some important revelations about our relationship, mostly that I think he needs help too and our relationship is never going to improve if it keeps going the way it is. I meant in the way that we can both try to get better, but he read it as that I don’t want a relationship at all with him, which isn’t true at all.

I’m just sad because I knew he’d interpret it that way, but I feel so much better because I wasn’t bottling it up anymore. Sometimes, to grow a forest you have to clear out the old roots

[knife-dad]

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#my parents have pretty much decided that due to my grandpa's health they will be moving back to the states #which is great... we can afford a house with six incomes... I'll have my dog again... #but the thought of having to live with my parents again is making me spiral lol 🙃 #i love them but that last year before i left gave me a lot more trauma than i am willing to admit #and I've stood up for myself and gotten apologies and everything is fine but... I've got this fear that if i live with them again it will #go right back to being the way it was. i spent that last year in a constant state of not feeling productive enough #and struggling with intrusive thoughts and yeah my parents love me but they also don't always know how to help me #and my dad especially has made comments in the past that make it clear he doesn't know how to help with my mental health #and i just. i cant deal with that every day again #but maybe it wont be like that. maybe when they move back they will treat me like the adult i am and give me space and stuff #maybe it will be better? maybe I'm blowing things out of proportion #anyways. i think i just have to wait and see how it goes when they move... but if it's bad im gonna need to platonic marry someone and leave #preferably to a commune with all my friends on a nice estate in Utah. but i have to give my parents a chance first #any way ignore me I'm being dumb i love my family and i will be fine. i will be fine or so help me i will get out and thats a threat #also oh shit idk how long i can stay in the closet if i have to live with them oh no oh no... #UGH CRAP i just want to live in peace why is my brain like this

[beomglocks]

happy (very) 'belated' father’s day

summary : the only father willing to come to the dinner

pairing : dilf neighbor!soobin x (legal)!reader x beomgyu (?)

warnings & other: i wrote the day after fathers day, the title is edited bc im posting this like WAY later LOL, threesome (?), degradation, some beomgyu (no incest), sub!beomgyu if you squint like really fucking hard, definitely not a normal relationship, slight exhibitionism, some possessiveness, DON’T read if you’re uncomfortable with age gaps, edit: REwriting this, this one is for the dilf soobin stans, eat up, don't say i don't feed yall, enjoy <3, kind of proofread

w/c : ~4k

you realize it now.

after living side by side with mr. choi soobin and his son, beomgyu, for a couple of weeks, you’ve started to realize something quite interesting.

1. your mother has a liking for tall lean men.

2. she also has a liking for trying to set you up with the tall lean mens’ son.

now, you wouldn't say you're exactly opposed to getting close to beomgyu. he's conventionally attractive and he seems like a nice boy but you're very much more attracted to the one who created him. it made sense after all.

"give these to mr. choi for me?" your mother all but shoves the roses and chocolates in your arms. you look down quizzically at such gifts. "it's not valentine's day.." you trail off.

you have a strange feeling that soobin would be put off by such acts, not seeming to be as out there as your mother. she doesn't care.

"it's fathers day..well it was...yesterday," she shrugs, fixing her bombshell red lipstick. why was she doing herself up? well a certain mr. choi was coming over.

despite the fact that your own father was out of the picture, that didn't stop your mom from wanting to celebrate every holiday in existence. unfortunately, the only willing father in town to partake in your mother's antics was mr. choi.

he liked to rile her up, you notice. soobin liked to toy with your mother's clear affection towards him, just as he did you. he also liked to throw it in your face sometimes. you didn't say what you observed but you knew he liked to make her feel wanted by a much younger, much more handsome man.

without another word, you decide to give the outlandish gifts to your neighbor. you sigh, looking down at the gifts. some assorted chocolates, nice flower arrangements, and what seems to be a sealed note? you want to roll your eyes but a part of you wonders if soobin would really like these kinds of things.

when you get to the door and ring the bell, the door swings open and there's stands the man himself. he's more put together than you at the moment so you feel out of place even at the front step of his house.

"always a pleasant surprise~" he smiles. his eyes trail down to the gifts in your arms. "for me?" his eyes grow wide and his pouty lips, the ones which you suddenly can't stop staring at since they seemed to be stained cherry red, lay slightly agape.

"from my mom," you deadpan, holding the gifts out. "she's generous~" "overbearing," you correct. "we seem to have different views then," he shrugs. "where's my gift from you though? this can't be all," he ponders in faux thought.

you smile shyly, looking down in embarrassment. "what did you get me baby?" he teasingly leans down closer to you to properly see your face. "could it be perhaps-"

before soobin can place a hand on you, beomgyu comes from downstairs. he's looking sharp, which suits him a lot, you admit. his hair is parted, giving you a teasing view of his forehead. regardless of the fact that he's wearing casual clothes, a stark contrast from his father who dawns an all black attire, beomgyu still manages to make it work for him.

"we'll be seeing you at the dinner," soobin clears his throat, noticing your apparent staring at his son. you can tell that he feels off put by your slight attraction to beomgyu. however small or minuscule it may be its still there to him.

the dinner goes almost exactly how you thought it would. soobin and your mother hit it off, talking about whatever they could to distract themselves from their children for a while. to your surprise soobin barely interacts with you. he seems too occupied with entertaining your mom to pay you any mind.

you're not sure why but this bothers you. beomgyu is occupied in the bathroom at the moment so you can't help but glance in their direction every couple of seconds. your mom is currently leaning against soobin's broad shoulder, laughing at something he's previously said. so he’s a comedian.

you watch as he looks down at her with a satisfied smile on his face. you bite the inside on your cheek and as if on cue, soobin looks up in your direction and smirks. it's almost as if he's taunting you. you bite down harder until you taste something metallic in your mouth.

you're not sure where this feeling of jealously is coming from and you know it's not healthy but you can't help it. maybe you've gotten too attached to your older neighbor in these past couple of weeks.

beomgyu comes out of the restroom with a sigh, walking back into the living room where you are. he can feel a weird tension in your general area but decides not to comment on it. suddenly you stand up, catching beomgyu off guard.

"come on beomgyu!" you say loud enough for everyone to hear especially soobin. the man in question practically pauses in speech midway to look over at you and his son. he eyes you both, mainly giving you a glare that will be engraved in your mind but you don't care. he needs a taste of his own medicine.

"come on let's go to my room, i need to show you something~" you urge him along. meanwhile, you say those words while staring straight at soobin. you hear your mom assure him that it's ok, "the kids are doing their own thing." you knew you were being childish and petty but if soobin wanted to fuck around with you this is what he would have to deal with as well.

you drag beomgyu along to your room who seems quite eager to be in this position. all he knows is that there's a weird tension between you and his father but that's as far as his knowledge goes.

when you both arrive at your room you close the door behind you and lean back on it. "is everything alright?" beomgyu hesitantly asks. you sigh, ushering him along to sit on the bed with you. he looks around subtly at all the little items in your room. everything seems to reflect you well, in his opinion. "well.." you try to stall.

you look up at him through your lashes. "you like me right?" beomgyu stares at you with wide eyes, "i-i mean yeah?" he stutters at your boldness.

"then lets try something," you smile at him, casually pulling your shirt over your head. "let's see how long it takes for your dad to come see us in this position," you say to yourself.

soobin doesn't need to be a rocket scientist to know what's going on here. he knows you're being a brat on purpose but he doesn't care because it makes it all the more fun. he will say he's surprised that you're using beomgyu, his own son, to get to him.

at first, he was getting annoyed with how you seemed to take a liking for his son which is why he wanted to rile you up by seeming extra interested in whatever your mom had to say. now, however, he knew he had a plan for that. you were not going to outsmart him, he wouldn't allow it and he would just have to put you in your place.

"excuse me but i need to use your restroom," soobin makes up a bullshit excuse to get to where you are. "oh of course!" your mom nods at him, instructing him towards the one upstairs. perfect.

"ill just finish up the dinner then!" your mother offers. "great that's enough time to put this slut in her place," he thinks. he smiles at your mom heading for upstairs.

"beomgyu you look like you just saw a ghost," you chuckle lightly, looking down at him. "y/n," he groans at the sight of only seeing you in your bra. he reaches up to grab your breasts, fondling them as delicately as possible. "you can be rough," you offer.

without even bothering to knock on the door, soobin opens it to see you both on the bed in a lewd position. you shirtless on top of beomgyu. he sucks his teeth when you both look back in alarm at the door being burst open. "y/n," he chuckles, almost sadistically.

you can already see the look in his eyes and suddenly you feel bad for not only yourself but beomgyu as well. you try to subtly grab your shirt again in shame but soobin's glare stops you. "what do you think you're doing little slut?" he folds his arms over his chest. not even caring that beomgyu is in the room, he walks over to you and grabs your hair causing you to yelp in surprise.

"s-sir.." soobin narrows his eyes at you then they flit over to beomgyu. "sit over there," he motions to the beanbag in the corner of the room. "i want you to learn something from this." without another word, beomgyu scrambles over to the seat, his heart beating in fear and excitement strangely.

you feel heat rising up your neck and to your cheeks as well as your dripping pussy. "don't be embarrassed, im sure this was your plan all along," soobin tsks, shoving your face down into the sheets. you breathe out when he rips the skirt and underwear from your body without a second thought. the racy thong that was supposed to be his surprise for father's day discarded in a second.

"soobin-" a smack to your ass. "that's not my name."

he doesn't even give you a chance to correct yourself, messing with your sticky juices before entering his cold fingers into your hole. you try to stifle your moan by burying your head further into the sheets.

"god you're so wet," soobin comments. he slowly moves his finger in and out for a while, practically torturing you with how meticulous and slow he's being. "please," you whine pathetically. "please what?" he slows his movements to stare at you with a raised eyebrow.

"please f-fuck me, please, i need your cock," you beg shamelessly. beomgyu breathes heavily, trying to forget about his growing boner but not being able to ignore it. he painfully wants to do something about it but he's not sure if he's allowed to touch himself.

he opts for subtly dragging his hand to his clothed crotch and palming himself through his pants, as uncomfortable as it is. in the meantime, soobin rids himself of his own pants, shaking his head.

he lightly smacks your throbbing pussy and you jolt. "do you seriously think you deserve it? fuck, look at you, can’t wait to be fucked like a bitch in heat~" you whine, wiggling your ass wordlessly in his face to hopefully get what you want.

soobin rubs your clit with narrowed eyes, making sure beomgyu is watching. he could care less that beomgyu is touching himself. he drags some of your cum from your hole to your clit and sighs. "alright then.."

he aligns himself with your hole and without another word slips his cock in with ease, completely bottoming out.

you want to scream at how big he is but you're only left with ragged pants as you know you're unable to make any loud noises. it seriously feels like you could be torn apart at any minute but you love the feeling of soobin’s cock filling you out.

"you're so tight seriously," soobin breathes. he can barely move at first. the way his dick fits inside of your pussy perfectly. he almost wants to comment about how you were practically made for him. he's sure if he flips you over right now, he would see the outline of his cock in your womb.

after waiting a bit for you to adjust to his length he finally starts moving. "shit-" he breathes. you have to grip the sheets to stop yourself from yelling. soobin's hands find their way to your waist and when you look to the side just for a split second you can see beomgyu fighting for his life to not moan out loud.

"look beomgyu-" soobin says in between jagged breaths. "if you wanna fuck around with his pathetic slut this is how you treat her." a moan gets caught in your throat when soobin pounds into you at once. "ah- i-" a part of you wants to apologize and is trying to but he won't give you a chance to speak.

"isn't that right my slutpuppy? did you have something to add?" at the sound of the nickname your walls tighten around him and he sends a harsh smack to your ass. "you're enjoying this aren't you?" he rolls his eyes and sighs heavily.

soobin thrusts start getting faster and faster, beomgyu watching with his mouth agape at his father kissing and sucking at your neck to muffle his own moans. beomgyu can only bite his lip and noises from his throat barely pass his lips as he reaches his high.

soobin growls at seeing your eyes focus on beomgyu so he starts slamming his cock into you at an animalistic pace and you think you might break.

beomgyu bucks into his hand as he cums from the sound and sight of skin slapping added with the tiny noises you'd make. not too long after you feel yourself shudder, unable to warn soobin that you had come you squeeze your eyes shut and let out a whine instead.

"fuck- ok baby," soobin understands as soon as your walls squeeze around him. he pants a couple a times and as soon as he reaches his high he pulls out, pumping his cock to let his cum shoot out on your ass.

"s-sir," you moan. "shhh it's ok." soobin sighs heavily, coming down from his own high to tend to your broken state. he looks over at beomgyu, who's head is lulled to the side as he gazes at your sweat and semen covered body.

soobin sucks his teeth deciding not to say anything to the boy and let him chill for a minute. he shrugs his pants back on and carries you in his arms to the nearest bathroom.

you cozy up to his warm embrace, letting out a sigh. "baby we need to clean you off.." you hear him whisper. you almost completely forget that there's a dinner that's supposed to be happening and you cant just go to sleep with soobin like you'd want.

a sudden coldness hits your body and you shiver. "ok," you agree. his cum is already starting to dry on you and you want nothing more than to be cleaned like he offers. you're not sure how you'll explain your change of clothes to your mom but you're sure you'll come up with something later.

no words need to be spoken after what happened and you're glad because you're not sure what to say. soobin doesn't seem keen on talking at the moment either, too focused on cleaning you off, so you decide to stay quiet.

it's silent in the bathroom until you both hear your mother all out. "dinner's ready!"

you chuckle, breaking the silence as soobin looks up at you with a questioning eyebrow. “happy father’s day.”

#soobin smut #soobin x reader #txt smut #txt imagines #txt scenarios #soobin scenarios #soobin imagines #choi soobin smut #txt x reader #smut #drabble #tomorrow x together imagines #soobin reactions #soobin drabble #now..... #i have to cleanse #and think abt my life #i love dilf soobin #rip beomgyu

[angelkurenai]

Oh baby dear - Chris Evans x Reader

Title: Oh baby dear

Pairing: Chris Evans x Surrogate!Reader

Warnings: None

Summary: After a trip that gives the chance to Chris to take a long-overdue break from his job, he comes back home with his mind made up to change his life. And even if it weren’t for the trip itself or meeting you, even though he had no idea if he’d ever see you again, he was determined to not wait any longer. Feeling ready to become a father he starts looking for a surrogate mother, only to end up finding you of all people.

“Son of a guy. You meant it.” brown eyes were wide, and for the first couple seconds no other sound could be heard in the room. It almost felt like the words could echo in the room.

“You're really doing this.” the man's voice was filled with just as much shock as was painted all over his face. At least the woman behind him was more calm, sipping on her drink with an ease that would have been troubling, especially in such a case, if it wasn't known that she had long ago heard the news.

“I wouldn't have brought it up in the first place if I wasn't seriously considering it.” the other man in the room couldn't take his eyes off his friend, trying to gauge his reaction the second it came through. It was bound to be the most honest one, no second thoughts, and he only needed his friends' honest thoughts. Not that, and he was sure of it, the other man would intentionally tell him anything but the truth.

“You- wow.” the shocked expression was still there but there was no mistaking the smile that was slowly but surely appearing on his face “Seems like Evans is finally joining the club, who'd have thought? That's what I call one heck of a year, quickly Scarlett note the date down! It's going to go down in the history books, I tell you. Oh you're in for one hell of a ride, buddy! Wait you knew about this, didn't you?” he turned to the woman but shook his head soon enough “Never mind. You're gonna have to look for a godmother but I do get to be the godfather, right? I really need to start making preparations, nine months are not even remotely enough. I gotta-”

“Take a deep breath and calm down, Robert. That's what you gotta do. Otherwise this kid won't get to meet its one-of-a-kind godfather. And we would never want that to happen, would we?” the woman interrupted his rambling, a teasing smile on her own lips as she noticed Chris himself chuckle.

“Oh goodness forbid that could ever happen.” Chris laughed some more, his chest feeling lighter than it had in the past couple days “And besides that, there has not been a surrogate found just yet. Papers got approved only a day ago, it will take more time than that.”

“You say that as if the second every woman finds out you're on that kind of market, won't volunteer to have your baby. Heck, I know most of them would gladly volunteer to do it the old-fashioned way! You'll see, you will be getting news very soon.” Robert brushed his friend off and got up from his seat, making his way to the mini bar to grab a drink for himself “Which means, I really gotta start preparing everything because a) this is Evans' kid and b) I'm the godfather and it'll get only the best!”

Scarlett couldn't help but laugh, while Chris shook his head with a chuckle, before she added “As you can see, he is going to be more trouble than the kid.” she ignored the look that was shot at her from Robert and kept going “But, speaking of it, I never asked: Did you never really consider adoption?”

“For most of the time that's what I had in mind, yes, but-” he sighed, easing back in his seat “I asked about it and my chances were sadly very low, given my job and everything, not to mention how lengthy of a process it all was. Sebastian was actually the one to suggest it and you know I haven't been able to stop thinking about it ever since. Granted, it is just as hard to find a surrogate who is also willing to be the biological mother but I feel like I have more to hope for this way.”

“You have every reason to be hopeful, I'm sure this will work out just fine. Besides-” she offered her friend a warm smile “There is no other man that I can think of that could be a better father than you. This child will be very lucky.”

“...The part of Robert being the godfather excluded?” Chris added with a smirk, eyeing his friend who narrowed his eyes at him, before both Chris and Scarlett burst into laughter.

“Life isn't perfect, what can you do?” she grinned as she took a sip of her drink.

“I'll try to be the better man, as always, and not comment on any spiteful comments against me. You're just jealous I am going to be the world's best godfather. Anyway, that wasn't what I was going to comment on.” he plopped back on his seat and gave the blue-eyed man a sly smile “Sebastian you say but I'm wondering: was it him or that summer trip to Italy that really prompted you to become a dad? Maybe a certain someone you met there? What was her name...”

“Don't-” it was all he had time to get out, his eyes wide and voice very warning; but there was never any stopping the man when he wanted to speak his mind.

“Ah yes.” Robert grinned widely “(Y/n).”

“What- Who?” Scarlett frowned, tilting her head to the side “How come I haven't heard of her before? I thought you told me everything about Italy.”

“She's nobod-”

“Probably the love of his life. Something like his soulmate. One he talks about a lot in his sleep, hence why I should hold more parties and have you guys over. The info I get is golden. Anyway, think of it as the star-crossed lovers but one where he isn't the Lana Del Rey young and beautiful, you know? Heard she's something like a med or psych graduate or something. So come to think of it all, Italy, soulmates and age difference, this is like another version of Call me by your-”

“And that's it for you. Enough words spoken for one day.” Scarlett said, not hesitating a second to place a hand over the man's mouth who admittedly didn't give up even if his words were only an incoherent mumble after that.

Chris' eyes were wide and there was no mistaking the way he wanted to not talk about it, as if there was some unparalleled sadness that came with the mention of your name, a deep ache and at the same time yearning perhaps because he missed you, just like there was no mistaking the tint of pink that was on his cheeks.

“That's-” he cleared his throat, avoiding looking at his friends in the eyes because he knew how easy it would be to tell that even so many months later the feelings were fresh as much as the day he had to leave, the day he left a part of himself on the airport with you – a part he knew real well he wouldn't get back again, certainly not from any other woman he got to meet. That missing part of him, even if the rest held all the beautiful memories dearly to itself and felt truly blessed, he knew was obvious. It was all on his face that he was missing something, even if he'd gotten so much. And he knew she would see it, it all became so obvious when he thought of you.

He shook his head when he realized he had taken longer than needed to reply “It was way too long ago, I can hardly remember it now. Hell, as if barely anything happened to begin with. She was just-” a lump in his throat, too painful “I made a good friend, a really good friend yes, who helped me see my life in a different way. Helped me make my choice and see the things that really matter. Couldn't keep in contact and yes that's a bit sad but- That's all there is to it, nothing more nothing less.”

Scarlett regarded him for a couple seconds, even as he tried to keep himself busy with getting another drink, before she finally spoke “If you say so.” she nodded her head “At least we now know who we owe this to and who to thank for our family growing, don't we?”

“Then-” Robert's smile was softer, yet also sad, as he raised his glass a bit “Let's drink to that, if not your baby just yet. To (Y/n)?”

“To (Y/n).” Scarlett nodded her head “For helping you make the best decision of your life, wherever she may be now.”

Chris hesitated, the unspoken truth of you not only being the one to help him make the decision but also be part of that decision, part of the family he wanted to build, was ready to break free from his lips but he held it back “Wherever she may be.” he said in a low hoarse voice, raising his glass as well “To (Y/n).”

He had not allowed himself to say your name in a long time and thinking back to it, the effect had been evident not only in his chest, in his heartbeat, but also in his lips, how painfully strange it felt when all he had been doing was think about it for months to no end, down to his throat that closed up with emotion. And he had allowed himself to say it not only so that he would make sure his friends would drop the subject but also because it had been a long time, he felt the need to and he knew that he wouldn't get the chance to do so, not anytime soon for sure.

And yet, only seconds ago, the name had left his lips for the second time in barely a couple days.

His brain could barely keep up with the fact, all the information he had to currently process seemed to make things even harder. Saying your name this time certainly had the same effect, his throat closed up and his heart leaped to his throat, but it felt like it was for an entirely different reason. He blinked several times, trying to make sure that what he was seeing was also true, to make sure that it wasn't wishful thinking and that him holding his breath had not reduced the levels of oxygen to a point where he couldn't even see straight. Truth be told, he felt pretty lightheaded.

“(Y/n) (Y/l/n).” he repeated your name for the third time, the third time in only a couple days his mind nearly screamed at him, but it didn't feel the same this time.

“Yes, I would say she seems like one of the most, if not the most, suitable candidate for you case.” the woman behind the desk gave him a warm smile but his brain was still currently stuck on the word 'candidate'.

“I'm sorry. There seems to be some misunderstanding here and I- I don't know whose part it is on, but-” he licked his lips, trying to swallow over the lump in his throat “When you say- What you're trying to say- I'm sorry.” he shook his head and let a couple seconds to pass in silence; he knew she wouldn't ask before him.

Taking a deep breath he decided to speak, even if his voice was hoarse he hoped she could make out the words “Candidate for what?”

The woman frowned a bit but it was gone faster than it could register, as she spoke in a calm voice “Your case. To be not only the surrogate you are looking for. See, her current, and according to her permanent from now on, residence is in New York City and very close to the residence you have listed as your permanent one. It is important, you understand, if we take into consideration that she will be the biological mother of the child. You might want the child to be able to stay in touch with her, and vice versa, so the close proximity does help. Of course that is always up to you, but in most cases we've seen it hap-”

“When did she sign up for this?” he asked, barely able to keep himself to wait for her to finish her sentence.

“Pardon?” she blinked and only then he realized how he might have sounded.

“You're right. I apologize, that came out as wrong.” he cleared his throat again “What I mean is... does she know who I am? That she- she's signing up to be a surrogate for my child.”

“Every surrogate must be informed, of course, of you as you are informed of her. She too must know whose child she will carry, don't you think it's fitting? But if you are uhm-” she hesitated “Concerned about other children, then, you need not worry. It's not my place to say this but it seems like-” she smiled a bit, almost knowingly “That you have already chosen, so I believe it wouldn't really be against any rule to say this. Consider it an extra bit of information.”

'Seems like you have already chosen.' would be a vast understatement. It was like every cell in his body was screaming 'Yes', chanting it over and over again that he was seriously worried he might have projected it somehow. He could barely control the words that came out of his lips anyway. If anything, the second he had come across the file with your name he had been glued to it, his eyes and all of his attention orbiting around the single file as if he was Earth and you were his Sun. Not far from the truth either.

But it also must have shown- No scratch that. He was sure it had shown because he had done no effort to hide it, too stunned and happy and eager and giddy and blessed and so many other things, to try to hide it. And she had clearly noticed.

“So, no, she has not mothered another child. As a matter of fact, Miss (Y/l/n) is doing this for the first time.” the woman leaned back in her chair “She came to us with the belief that there was too much sadness out there and, amongst other things, she decided to do this little one thing to help someone out. To make someone happy. I believe she didn't really have any further expectations out of this, no further plans, other than wanting to do some good. We only informed her of your case and she said she'd like to help, nothing else.” she shrugged softly “For any further reasons behind her choice you could ask her, I suppose. If you do think she could be the right choice to be the mother of your child, then-”

“She is.” he said, maybe a little too fast, but he didn't care. He didn't find a single part of him that cared for how eager he looked at the prospect of you being the mother of his child. Granted, it wasn't exactly how he'd imagined it but it was so much more than he ever thought he'd get, of what he thought he deserved, when he had told you goodbye that summer.

He cleared his throat again, trying to straighten his back and look as formal as he should in the suit he was wearing. He offered her a small smile “She is the right one. I think I've decided. I-” he paused, glancing at the pile of files and therefore other candidates which he had absolutely not even taken a glimpse at and he hoped she wouldn't comment on it “I've thought things through, yes.” because no man could make such a decision so hastily, he knew, and yet he looked like he just had “I'm glad for all the candidates it means a lot but uhm Miss (Y/l/n) seems to be indeed the right one. I think she will do just fine yes.”

“Wonderful.” she smiled more, nodding her head “If it means anything, she seemed happy when she was presented with your case.” oh if only she knew just how much it really meant to him, ask his wildly-beating heart and everyone would know just how much “Now, you understand that while you seem pretty sure and confident with your choice, you will have to give it some more time, more than anything to get in touch with the surrogate herself and discuss through any specific terms you might have. We will be the ones to set a meeting. Of course there are legal issues that need to be taken care of, but you're a lawyer yourself so you probably know that better than anybody else already.”

“Y-yes uh of course, yes, legal terms. Mr Wilson will represent me on the matter of course. But you said-” he folded his hands over his lap and threaded his fingers and it was either that or let his nerves show “Meeting her? Will I get to meet her in person soon or...?”

“That, Mr Evans, is completely up to you, how ready and sure you are, how much time you need and how fast you want things to progress.” she said as if she'd had this conversation many times over and she probably had “It could be within a week, a month, or, if you have no doubts, within three days the soonest possible. So, do you need time to think over-”

“The soonest possible. I'd like-” he nodded his head, straightening his suit's jacket “I think it would be best if I could meet with her the soonest possible. She's just what I was looking for.”

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[queenshelby]

My Friend’s Father (Part Nine)

Pairing: Cillian Murphy x Reader

Warning: Age Gap, Smut, Domestic Violence, Angst

Words: 3,064

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Almost a week had passed since you stayed with Cillian at his unit in Galway and, despite the fact that he was away, things had further developed between you as emotions grew with every day.

He was different to any man you had ever been involved with and, whilst your involvement with each other stemmed from purely sexual lust and hunger, you had evolved from this to something different entirely within a matter of days.

Of course, you knew each other for years and, whilst you had a crush on Cillian for as long as you could remember, you never thought that it would be like this and, for Cillian, this feeling had never been mutual.

Whilst he always considered you to be attractive and very intelligent and kind, he never felt any emotional connection or sexual attraction towards you, at least not until that weekend when you visited Denise, which was also the first time he saw you again after six months had passed.

On that night during which you slept with each other, he let his sexual hunger take over his reasonable thinking mind after he saw you, in his kitchen, making pancakes and you had since, quite openly, talked about it. He saw sleeping with you as a mistake but, ever since that night, he couldn’t get you out of his head.

For you, things weren’t just sexual anymore and you began to feel strongly for Cillian which worried you especially since he was open about the fact that he didn’t know where things were heading with you. The fact that you are his daughter’s friend and much younger than him clearly bothered him and he sometimes admitted to you that he felt strange about building such a strong connection with you. A relationship was not what he wanted but he liked you, a lot.

As such, during the past week, Cillian called you every day after he finished filming and you were talking to him more frequently than you were talking to Denise.

During his breaks, he would also text you and check in on you as you were in the middle of exams. He always remembered when you had a test and asked you how it went and, when you told him that you didn’t feel confident with your results, he reassured you that you probably did well and, even if you didn’t, it wouldn’t matter. According to him, a pass is a pass and you needed to lower your expectations of yourself just a little.

To your surprise, he also remembered appointments you had scheduled and things that bothered you which meant that, unlike other men you had been with, he was actually listening and was interested in what you had to say.

Some nights, you had spent hours on the phone or Skype, joking about things you had encountered that day or talking about books, literature and music, which is something you both enjoyed.

Politics and social issues were other matters you could discuss endlessly and, even when you were of different opinions, you would be able to argue in the most satisfying way. Cillian always treated you as an equal and even opened up to you about his divorce from Denise’s mother recently.

Another thing you learned from Cillian was that Denise was brining along her friend Amalie to Manchester to stay at his apartment and, when you gave him a warning about her and her intentions, he reminded you that he only had eyes for you. In fact, he always showered you with compliments and all of his compliments were genuine and came natural to him, helping you immensely with your self-consciousness.

Unfortunately, whilst you enjoyed how engaging Cillian was with you every day, like a teenager in love, with the constant text messages and calls, your father soon got suspicious and confronted you about.

****

“Dad, I am almost 22, you don’t need to be spying on me” you said somewhat frustrated as he asked you who you were talking to every day.

“You live under my roof and you answer me young lady” he said harshly and you couldn’t help but roll your eyes just as your mother stepped in, trying to calm him down. Your father was much older, approaching sixty and fairly old school in the way he expected you and your sister to behave.

“A friend…I am talking to a friend” you explained and your father asked again, telling you not to lie to him because he would know.

“And this friend of yours, you can’t meet him…you just text and talk? You can’t bring him to our house and introduce him?” your father asked along with a million other questions.

“No, I can’t. he lives in Dublin and I, most certainly, wouldn’t bring him into this…” you said somewhat irritated by the interrogation.

“Dublin, huh? So, you met him when you visited Denise?” he asked and you nodded.

“It’s not her brother, is it? Because I really don’t want you to get involved with him. I don’t like this family and their views” your father said harshly, causing you to chuckle.

“Their views?” you asked somewhat surprised and your father nodded.

“Yes, their views on what’s right and wrong. If I recall correctly, this girl you call your friend was going out with someone of the same gender for a while. God didn’t tell us to do this but her parents obviously didn’t have an issue with it which, apparently is called new age parenting. Everything is pro choice and lets their children decide what is best for them even if they lack experience” your father went on to say and you couldn’t help but shake your head at his absurd commentary but, he continued and you soon learned what had happened between your parents and Denise’s parents many years ago, before which your mother had called Denise’s mother her friend as well.

According to your father, Cillian had voiced his opinion to your father when it was found out that your sister was pregnant following a short affair with a man she had met through university.

Cillian’s ex wife had told your sister that she had options, causing your father to get rather angry with her, which is when Cillian stepped in, supporting what Denise’s mother had said.

She had offered your sister help but your father considered this to be a betrayal and, whilst your mother maintained contact with Denise’s mother for a while, your father refused to get involved with Denise’s family thereafter.

Cillian’s often all so public views angered him and he made this very clear. He didn’t want you to be involved with his children and you couldn’t help but laugh about the irony of it all when you found out about this incident.

“Jesus Dad, that was years ago and not everyone has to have the same views as you” you said before confirming that you weren’t seeing Denise’s brother.

“No, they don’t, but I am just looking out for you and, instead of acting the way you do, throwing yourself at guys with new age ideas, I would much prefer if you met a nice young catholic man” your father explained, causing your mother to fume in anger with him.

“Throwing myself at guys? Listen, I am not sure what slut you think I am but it’s nice to know that you think so little of me” you said before storming upstairs and into your room.

Having to deal with this crap bothered you and you knew that, when this semester came to an end, you could be moving out now that you saved enough money for a bond and rent.

*****

As the evening went on, you spent all of your time in your room, reading a book until, finally, at around 9 o’clock you saw a notification on Skype.

‘Hey Beautiful’ Cillian said as you picked up and popped in your headphones.

Cillian apologised for calling through so late and informed you that he was finally able to speak to Laura, the woman he was seeing before you.

He knew that you wanted to know about it and he had no problem telling you what you needed to hear while telling you that you had absolutely nothing to worry about.

It was Laura’s first day back on set after a week-long break and Cillian told you that she wasn’t exactly impressed when he stood her down.

‘She probably likes you…I can understand that’ you said calmly but Cillian told you that he was pretty clear with her about what this was between them.

‘Well, in retrospect, I shouldn’t have gotten involved with her’ he went on and you were quite happy to change the topic by this point and told him that you were aching for him.

‘Well, I am not sure that I can help you with that’ Cillian chuckled.

‘We could have Skype sex I suppose’ you giggled.

‘Skype Sex?’ Cillian laughed before telling you that he didn’t think that this would be a good idea since you were at home with your parents and you had previously complained about the thin walls of the house.

‘Oh Jesus Cillian, my father already thinks I am a slut, so I personally don’t care if anyone hears me getting myself off. I’ve got my earphones in and am the only one who can hear you and my door is locked’ you chuckled.

‘Your father thinks that you are a slut? Do you want to talk about that?’ Cillian asked concerned but you shook your head.

‘I rather not. You met him and know what he is like’ you explained.

‘I do. He takes God very seriously’ Cillian said before continuing on. ‘But, if you have problems at home you need to tell me please. You can stay at my apartment. I can get my house keeper to meet you there with the key’ he offered.

‘You said you were going to stay out of stuff between me and my parents just as I would stay out of matters between you and Denise’ you then said, reminding him on the conversation about your respective roles which you had three days ago.

‘Yes I did, but I can’t if I have to worry about you’ Cillian said firmly.

‘There is no need to worry Cillian. I promise’ you reassured him. ‘Well, actually, I need you to worry about my sexual needs right now’ you then went on to say with sly grin.

‘Through Skype?’ Cillian asked again somewhat concerned.

‘Yes’ you said with a cheeky smile as you settled more into your bed with your laptop.

‘Alright then, show me what you are wearing” Cillian said as he cut straight to the point.

‘Can you see?’ you asked as you adjusted the cam and showed Cillian your dark blue lingerie.

‘Very nice…but…I think you would look even better if you were naked, don’t you think?’ Cillian said somewhat nervously and you nodded in agreement.

‘Well, I suppose I should strip for you and you should strip for me’ you giggled as you seductively took off your bra slowly, showing Cillian your perky breasts through the camera.

You heard him inhale sharply as he watched you and took his t-shirt off at the same time, leaving him in nothing but his CK briefs.

Without words you then scooted back on the bed and removed your undies, allowing him to watch before you sat down on the bed, spread eagle and naked, giving him a good view of your mound.

‘Jesus Y/N, you are so fucking beautiful and sexy…touch yourself for me, nice and slow’ Cillian breathed out and you let his soothing voice wash over you, knowing what he was trying to do and happily helping him succeed.

‘Like this?’ you moaned as you began to run circles over your clit with your fingers.

‘Yes, just like that babe’ Cillian groaned as he shuffled down his briefs and you were finally getting a good look of his hard cock.

‘Oh god, I want to stroke your cock so badly’ you moaned as you seductively opened your pussy lips with your fingers, opening yourself up before reaching for the black vibrator you kept in your bedside table.

‘Well, someone's particularly horny tonight’ Cillian chuckled as he watched you play with your pussy, and you could hear the smirk in his voice.

You mumbled a small "mhm," and he laughed.

‘Good, that's exactly how I like you, so naughty and needy’ Cillian said as he slowly began to stroke his hard member.

You barely registered his words enough to answer with another "mhm," but your subconscious managed it. Your weak answer elicited another delicious chuckle from the other end of the line.

"Why don't you show me how this little toy of yours works?” Cillian then asked as he watched you eagerly.

“I was just waiting for you to ask” you giggled as you began to run your fingers along your stomach and back up to your chest, leaving a trail of goosebumps their wake before reaching for the vibrator and turning it on.

“Put into your sweet pussy babe, let me see it” Cillian groaned and you moan in response, barely processing his words but still understanding enough to answer and do what he asked.

"I bet your pussy is already dripping” he said as you slid the vibrator into you slowly. He was right, you could feel your wetness pooling.

“I am so fucking wet and I wish it would be your cock inside me” you moaned as you began to stroke the toy in and out of you.

Cillian was groaning on the other side, his eyes full of lust and desire for you and you let out a quiet moan as you watched him with the same desire and hunger while you were pleasuring yourself.

“Good girl, keep going…” Cillian tells you and you moan again hearing it.

“Tell me how much you are aching for my cock” he then said you moaned again.

“I want your cock so badly, fuck…I want your cum inside me, dripping out of my wet little pussy” you moaned, eliciting a groan from Cillian as he began to stroke his cock harder and faster.

“Such a naughty needy girl, aren’t you? I can’t wait to be inside you again and make you cum over and over again” Cillian said with a laboured breath and you are barely listening at this point.

“I want you to cum for me and show me this dripping pussy when you do…I fucking love hearing your moans, so fucking sexy…common babe….let go” Cillian said, knowing that you were close and your orgasm rolled over you as soon as the word 'cum' left his lips, and although your sensitive clit was screaming at your hand to stop, you couldn't.

‘Oh god fuck, yes…’ you moaned as you came hard and fast.

“That’s it babe, don’t stop” he instructed as your moans continuously spilled from your mouth, and you were not even sure what you were saying or if you were forming words at all. The only thing in your head is a deliciously heavy fog and Cillian’s voice guiding you to do what he wanted.

“Don’t stop, keep fucking your sweet little pussy babe” Cillian ordered as he knew you weren’t done and, just as he did, you let out a high-pitched moan, bordering on a scream, as an even stronger orgasm washed over your body.

‘Cum for me babe…I want to see all this cum’ you moaned in return, focusing on the delicious image in front of you as Cillian was stroking his cock and, just when you finally come back down you heard Cillian groan loudly.

“Fuck” he groaned as he stroked his cock hard and fast you watched rope after rope of cum spurt onto his stomach.

‘Oh god, what a waste, I want to lick your cum off your skin so badly” you breathed out as Cillian came down from his high slowly and used a tissue to clean himself up.

‘Stop saying those things or you have to stay on the line for another twenty minutes at least’ Cillian chuckled as he could feel his manhood stir again.

‘Well, I think you shouldn’t cum again until you come to visit me in Galway the weekend after next…I want you to save it all for me’ you said, causing Cillian to cock an eyebrow as he pulled his briefs back up.

‘Fat chance babe’ he chuckled, knowing that going without an orgasm for nine days would be rather difficult for him.

Eventually, after a lot of begging, he agreed to try but he wouldn’t be able to make you any promises to this effect.

***

The following day, you went to work and then university thereafter but, when you eventually returned home, your father was in a worse mood than ever before.

‘Can you explain this to me?’ he asked angrily as soon as you walked through the door and you couldn’t help but gulp when he pointed to a white box which he had placed on the living room table.

‘You went through my personal belongings’ you huffed out as the box contained some lingerie and intimate items, including toys, that you were hiding in the bottom of your dresser.

‘Again Y/N, this is my house, my rules and I don’t want my daughter to own filth like this’ he said, after having heard small pieces of your conversation with Cillian on Skype the evening before.

It was obvious to you that your father was appalled and you were outraged that he had been snooping through your room and, as you would later learn, had even tried to access your computer.

‘I can’t fucking believe you dad. These are my personal belongings and you have no right to go through them’ you huffed out and, just as you did, you could feel a sharp strike across your face.

‘Get this shit out of my house and talk to me with some respect’ he said harshly, leaving you speechless and in tears as he walked away, leaving your cheek burning red.

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