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thisismeracing · 5 months

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Super shy | MS47

SOCIAL MEDIA AU

― Pairing: Mick Schumacher x plus size!reader (she/her) ― Warnings: mentions of food, shy!reader, and tooth-rotting fluff. ― Summary: The one where your boyfriend is your biggest fan to the point of turning his account into a fan account or something of the sort. Or, Mick and Yn's relationship through the years. ― A/n: none of the pictures used are mine, they are all from Pinterest and other apps, but the work is and I do not allow it to be published on a different platform. I would appreciate it if those things could be taken into consideration 💛

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2020

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ynusername what a beautiful season! super proud of my blondie :)

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mickschumacher thank you for being by my side through it all! I love you, pretty ❤️

user2 Yn you're amazing, but coffee with ice and milk is a crime!

collegefriend congrats, mick, the whole class was rooting for you!! 🥳

⤷ collegefriend2 the whole class: our friend group that happens to have seven people in it lol

jackdoohan send me the pics you took 🙏🏻🙏🏻

mickschumacher

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mickschumacher Yes, we decided to adopt! Meet Angie Yln-Schumacher 🐶❤️

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jackdoohan omg you two look like a fifty years old couple sometimes 🥸

⤷ mickschumacher that sounds so single of you, I might have to ignore 🤨

ginaschumacher omg bring her to the ranch asap!!!!!! (also, you look perfect on this set, yn!!! ❤️❤️❤️)

⤷ ynusername love you, G 💖

user05 can Yn please share her skin care routine with us? home girl is glowing!!!

ynsfriend the shirt omg hahahaha I love you guys sm

username1 Angie is so cute!!

ynusername 🩷🩷🩷

2021

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ynusername went vroom vroom this weekend 💙

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user03 I am so ready for the paddock pics aaaa

mickschumacher love you, pretty!

⤷ ynusername love you more, blondie <3

oconzinho31 omg so this is his gf?? She’s stunning!!!!

mickschumacher

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mickschumacher had a great week ❤️

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estebanocon it was nice catching up with you guys

⤷ ferrarifanatic he says as if they weren't together every weekend lol

⤷ schumashoes nah but they were gossiping I'm sure, during the weekend the focus is racing

ynusername 💞💞

lancestroll 🥂🥂

charlesleclown I wanted to be Yn sm. Can you imagine being this pretty and also dating Mick Schumacher?!

2022

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ynusername 💛 a little throwback time to Angie a year ago

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ginaschumacher omg I'm so used to seeing Angie that I didn't notice she lost her puppy face

lilymhe 🤍🤍🤍

1directionpaddock all of her dumps are so aesthetic, I'm in love

yukilover Yn you should show your face more, you're so pretty 💘

mickschumacher my princess and my queen ❤️

⤷ ynusername yeah, Angie is our little queen 💗

⤷ mickschumacher you're my queen, silly 😜

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mickschumacher week's dump

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lancestroll where am I? 🤨

⤷ estebanocon you were gossiping with Yn and Albon

⤷ ynusername as if you weren't gossiping in the last pic huh

⤷ strollingaround LMAO get them, queen!

hamiltontouch can someone make a fan account for Yn clothes? I need all of her sets, they're too perfect!!

lewishamilton ❤️❤️

rbrvettel can we keep seb forever please? :(

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ynusername It's the most beautiful time of the year 💚❤️🤍

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ginaschumacher one more xmas together 🥰

mercmick I WANNA LIVE ON THIS DUMP!

jackdoohan 💚

mickschumacher every time is the most beautiful time of the year as long as I'm with you

⤷ ynusername you're so cheesy

⤷ mickschumacher just for you 😚

monzasainz I wanna cry they're so cute

2023

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mickschumacher month dump: sza concert, we adopted a sister for Angie, and we're moving to a bigger place 🤍

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estebanocon now you're a father of two

interlagoshamilton Mick account is actually a fan account for Yn I said what I said 🏃🏾‍♀️🏃🏾‍♀️🏃🏾‍♀️

⤷ tauritsunoda and you’re right, bestie!

happyricciardo I wanna be loved the way Yn is, get flowers, and praises, and have a man obsessed with me the way Mick is with her *crying in single*

hammert1m3 THEY'RE MOVING TO A BIGGER PLACE CUZ NOW THEY HAVE TWO DOGS, AND DKGJDKHJD OMG IM SO HAPPY BUT IM CRYING

ynusername I love you forever, blondie 💗 here to many more years together

⤷ mickschumacher I love you the most, Schatzi

lilymhe 🤎🤎 ily guys!

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vivid-ink · 7 months

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'The Love Shack' Part IV - Haunted by You (Teaser Snippet)

Relationship: Neteyam(23) x fem!Omatikaya reader(21) x Lo'ak(22)

Snippet summary: It seemed like such a simple plan to execute: Stay away from Neteyam, distract yourself with other males and move on… But your body seems determined to fight you every step of the way, longing for the touch of a man you are desperate to forget… Your mind is haunted with memories of him, and the only place you seem able to find your pleasure is when you’re alone, drowning in your fantasies and pretending your touch is his…

Warnings: Adult content 18+ MDNI, masturbation, sex toy use

Author's Note: Here's a naughty little teaser snippet for Part IV of 'The Love Shack'! 😉 There will be another Sully brother threesome in the full chapter too, which I hope to upload next weekend. You just can't seem to get Neteyam out of your head, can you? 😜 Enjoy this little homage to self-love.

“Thanks for walking me home.” You pushed onto the balls of your feet to brush a kiss of gratitude against Kai’s cheek.

“Don’t mention it. Goodnight Neyomi, sleep well.” Dissatisfied though with your chaste farewell, one of Kai’s hands caught your elbow and he pulled you towards him to claim a proper kiss against your lips.

They were smooth and warm, comforting, but also entirely wrong…

Kai’s kisses didn’t spark passion within you, they didn’t make your heart skip a beat or make your stomach flutter with need. His kisses were too soft, almost tentative at times as if he didn’t want to scare you. It wasn’t what you craved. You craved confidence, sure hands and sure lips that consumed you entirely as they set your body ablaze with desire.

You forced as genuine a smile as you could at Kai as you pulled away to disappear into your family’s shelter, “Goodnight, same to you.”

Your parents would be asleep by now, but you still skulked through your home on silent feet towards the little alcove that was your own private space in the shelter. You were the youngest of three siblings and your two older brothers had left home several years ago after getting mated. It made home seem less lively than you remembered as a child, but you were thankful for the lack of people about now.

Less people at home meant less chance of someone overhearing what you were about to do.

You hadn’t found satisfaction with Kai tonight and your body still burned with the need to be satiated.

Hidden now in the privacy of your alcove, you double-checked that the thick cloths that hung from its entryway were tied and fastened to keep them closed and you lit the small oil lamp that hung in the corner. Little needles of shame pricked in your gut as you unfastened the ties your hips and behind your back, letting your loincloth fall while you shimmied out of your chest piece.

You weren’t ashamed of touching yourself, that part was natural. It was the shame of the entire conundrum you found yourself in that made your face flame. You’d been seeing Kai casually for just over a moon now and while your encounters with him were pleasant, and his touch felt good, your traitorous mind refused to forget the other man who your heart yearned for. Your body refused to submit to Kai’s touch and it denied you the height of pleasure with him as a result.

Kai tried, truly. It wasn’t lack of enthusiasm or skill on his part. It just didn’t feel the same. He simply wasn’t Neteyam. So, to avoid the certainty of awkward conversations and to save Kai’s pride, you’d faked your pleasure with him from the beginning. How low you had sunk…

It had been Tula’s suggestion to distance yourself and try to connect with other males.

Near distraught at the doom you felt after the night you’d shared with Neteyam, you’d spilled the entire truth to your best friend the next evening. Tula had looked on with a myriad of emotions and reactions as you relayed your story from start to finish; of your secret arrangement with the brothers, of the unadulterated bliss you found with them, and the subsequent crash and burn of your emotions for Neteyam at the end. You’d thought you could keep things simple, keep the lines clearly drawn between pleasure and emotion, but you’d failed ultimately.

Beautiful soul that she was, Tula hadn’t judged you, only comforted and consoled you before advising you of what you already knew you had to do. Put space between you and Neteyam, end the arrangement with him and Lo’ak, and try to move on. But alas it wasn’t working…

Sinking down to sit on your heels with your knees splayed, one of your hands snaked downward to its destination between your parted thighs. Licking your lips, you let your head loll backwards, eyelids sliding shut as your fingers smoothed through your still soaked folds. Your pussy throbbed, appreciating the repeated stroke of your fingers delving into its slick depths, alternating with a sensual massage over the swollen nub of your clit. You were helpless to stop the torrent of images and memories of Neteyam that swamped your mind; the feel of him suckling at your nipples; the feel of his longer, thicker fingers stroking in and out of your pussy; the ravenous look in his amber eyes as he looked at you while his tongue and lips wrought pleasurable havoc at your core.

Rolling a nipple between the fingers of your free hand, the dual stimulation made your pussy squeeze and pulse desperately for something to fill it. The three fingers you had buried to your last knuckle inside you weren’t cutting it and you needed something bigger. Your eyes travelled to the neatly piled heap of your belongings on your right where a cloth-covered satchel sat.

Pausing in your pleasure, you reached for the satchel and undid the fastening at its front to flip it open. Rummaging through it, it didn’t take long for your hand to grasp hold of what you were looking for.

Long, girthy and weighty in your palm, the blue toy was a striking replica of a Na’vi cock. It was called a dildo apparently and its use was obvious to you from the first time you’d laid eyes on it. You’d filched the toy from the toy box at the shack many weeks ago when the brothers hadn’t been looking. If they had noticed its absence since, they hadn’t remarked on it.

Heat pooled between your legs and you could feel your slick dripping from you in anticipation as you turned the dildo over in your hands. It wasn’t as smooth or as seamlessly designed as the other toys you’d been introduced to, and it didn’t hum, but by Eywa did it feel fucking good with its bulbous head and its ridged shaft. The dildo had a flanged base where it could suction to a flat surface and you reached towards your pile of belongings again for its accompanying aid.

Gingerly, so you didn’t make a sound, you extracted a long and shallow wooden serving platter from the pile. You turned it upside down so the smooth wood of its polished base was turned upwards towards you and placed it between your thighs. A wave of embarrassment washed over you again as you positioned the dildo on the platter so you could mount it.

Great Mother, your mother would kill you if she knew what you were doing with her serveware…

Lifting your hips and shuffling forward on your knees, you let the head of the dildo smooth past your folds, lubricating it. You were so wet that you knew the impressive size of the toy would be no issue upon entry. Aligning it with one hand, you let your weight bear down on it and your other hand flew to your mouth to stifle a muted cry as it breached you.

The stretch of it entering you was rapturous and your aching pussy eagerly swallowed its length whole, your inner walls squeezing appreciatively around its fulfilling girth until you bottomed out. It wasn’t warm with body heat and it wasn’t attached to your man of choice, but it was a close second. You undulated your hips, testing the feel of things, and when unfettered ripples of pleasure shot through your core at the movement you instinctively began a rhythm of gyrating hip thrusts.

Your fingers circled at your clit while you moved, your body rippling back and forth in time with the slight up and down of your hips. Your thighs burned with the exertion, but your pussy burned even more torturously as your climax came hurtling towards you. An unbidden fantasy of Neteyam groaning beneath you plastered itself to the back of your closed eyelids. You rode him wildly, imagined the feel of his fingers digging into your hips while you worked his hard cock in and out of you. You could see the sheen of sweat on his forehead, the shine of it over his flexing abdominals as he panted and strained with you. And then you felt the familiar burn of urgent pressure low in your pelvis.

It was like an old friend that had come by to visit. The urgent pressure mingled with the pulsating of your pussy and it thrilled you because you knew what it signalled, what was coming. You hadn’t felt this sensation in weeks, not since your last session at the shack when Neteyam had pinned you beneath him and drilled into you from behind with your face pushed into the plush bedding. Your encounters with Kai hadn’t even come close to the mounting bliss you were feeling now.

Caressing one of your breasts and stroking over the nipple one last time, you flew over the edge of ecstasy into freefall. Your face scrunched tight and you fought to remain quiet while your core clenched and pulsed with orgasm. Your inner walls had a crushing hold on the dildo, gripping it within you and your pussy gave a cathartic little squirt of pleasure. Chest heaving with panting breaths, your vision cleared as you opened your eyes, the last image your mind supplied was one of Neteyam smiling sleepily up at you.

The furnishings of the alcove swirled around you, the flickering flame in the oil lamp casting warm shadows about the place. You were alone in your alcove and you’d once again touched yourself to imaginings of a man you were supposed to be trying to forget. A juddery sigh of defeat left you and you flopped over onto your side, rolling onto your back so you could press your fingers firmly against your eye sockets.

The futility of the situation began to overwhelm you and you felt hot tears sting behind your closed eyes. Try as hard as you might, your little plan of ‘move on and forget’ wasn’t working. Kai was a wonderful man, skilled, respected and honourable. You enjoyed his company and everything about him showed real promise that he could be a good mate for you. But the heart wanted what it wanted, and it was Neteyam that your heart soared and longed for.

You hiccupped as sobs began to wrack your frame then. Your hands were pressed tight over your face and your palms grew wet from the streams of your tears. A smothered snuffle snuck its way out from behind the cage of your fingers and you fought to keep any more from escaping. The lump in your throat hurt and you swallowed it down stickily.

It said a lot that you found your sobs harder to stifle than your moans of bliss.

If only you’d kept your distance from the beginning. In hindsight, it would’ve been easier for you to have never known Neteyam like you now did, and to just have watched, daydreaming from afar. But too late now.

You’d made your bed and now you had to lie in it.

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If you are new to this work & are intrigued, you will find the first three parts as follows: Part I, Part II, Part III

Author's Note: I'll be honest, I got quite hot writing this. I can only imagine what I'll go through composing the Sully bro threesome next... 🫢 Let me know if you're not already on it and you'd like to be added to my taglist for this work. 😘

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reodashi · 8 months

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How Class 1-A texts

M.list

Warnings - Mentions of spicy scams in one part.

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Midoriya - no caps, its not even on purpose. he just forgets to, and this slightly triggers some of his friends.

Iida - Very proper, and doesn't text naturally. He more so gives updates. Like...

'I have just gone on a nice run, the sun is very bright today.'

Bakugo - Many would think he'd be all caps and aggressive... But no. Why would he waste time on the extras? So he often respond with 'K' 'No' 'Yes' or leaves them as read. Depending on the person, he will occasionally threaten them.

Todoroki - Texts normally, but if he's feeling fun he'll add the basic 🙂or🙁 emoji. He does have a habit of leaving people on read... But he means well.

Uraraka - She's 50/50 she'll either text normally, and spell everything correct. Or misspell tons of words on purpose with so many emojis💕❤️🎂😜😝🎉. She also reacts to everyone's texts.

Kirishima - Hypes everyone up, he rarely even talks about himself. He just tries to help everyone else out.

'Bakubro, don't be hard on yourself! You're so manly!'

Denki - He has a meme reaction for every situation. Dad died? Squidward is here, no cookies left? Homer Simpson appeared, ran out of toilet paper? Rupaul just popped up.

Mina - ALL CAPS BECAUSE SHE IS SO HAPPY AND EXCITED TO BE TALKING WITH HER PALS AND SHE HAS SO MANY FUN STORIES TO TELL, ALSO LOTS OF EMOJIS! 💕🎉💖💕💖💕💖😜💋🦅

Sero - Sends meme reactions, but not as much as Denki. And he weirdly feels bad for unused emojis so he'll send out weird ones.

'Going to 7/11 want anything? 🍽️🍡💴'

Jiro - Doesn't talk much, she keeps it short and simple. She prefers talking through snapchat feeds or in person.

Momo - Starts all of the most used groupchats, but oddly enough rarely talks in them. She's busy, but she'll answer if someone needs help with studying or something.

Tokoyami - Quotes from his favorite movies or books a lot, tries to give advice even if it isn't the best advice. He likes to use 💀 emoji a lot.

Tsu - Sneaky, she takes screenshots of shady moments or makes private group chats to exclude the boys from. She's all for the girlies💅

Ojiro - Just watches the chaos unfold, sometimes comments on Tokoyami's quotes, saying he knows where it's from.

Sato - Sends yummy recipes he learned for people to try out, shares photos of beautiful sunsets, nice dinners, and wholesome quotes he found. Overall wholesome texter.

Aoyama - Takes selfies of himself, and sends them randomly. Like in a middle of a discussion over homework, he just sends a selfie of himself he thought was cute.

Hagakure - Starts heated debates, she nearly made the whole group chat become deleted after she asked if pineapple belongs on pizza. She likes to stir the pot, she makes sure to add a topic that triggers either Bakugo or Aoyama since they get the most heated.

Shoji - Gets brought into conversations a lot, gets hyped up by people randomly. And even started a small meme amongst the group that he was unaware of, he rarely texts in the group chat but everyone always wants him to join.

Koda - Sends game links in the chat just so he could get free gems in the game he's playing due to sharing the link. He also likes to use pet emojis, and share cute photos of his bunny.

Mineta - Was banned several times in the chat, by numerous people. Has to be told multiple times not to fall for p*rn scam ads, also sends game links for free gems.

"What do you guys mean, Anna isn't in my area?"

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photogirl894 · 1 year

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Hi ! I hope you're doing well and that you're taking care of yourself 😊

I was wondering if I could drop a request 😊 I ABSOLUTELY LOVE your headcanons of Tech and Hunter as dad's with a pregnant S/0 and I was wondering if you could do one with Crosshair ?

If not that's totally fine 😊 have a nice day and take care of yourself 😊

I'm so happy you love those headcanons! 😊 I revisit those ones a lot, especially the one of Hunter, no surprise 😜

Ooh but with Crosshair...let's dive into that one, shall we?

Crosshair with a pregnant S/O...

You getting pregnant was definitely not something he had planned on and at first, he wasn't happy

After some coaxing from his brothers and having them remind him of how much he really loves you--not to mention reprimanding him for if he chose to leave you--he eventually came around

He was very nervous and unsure of what to do when you first talked things over, but you assured him that you would figure things out together

Even though he felt he hadn't the faintest idea of how to raise a child, he promised to do whatever he could to ensure you'd be happy

He sometimes would forget you were pregnant and would wonder why you were acting so strangely from time to time. Once you reminded him of it and that you were going through a lot of changes, he'd drop his usual snark

If he didn't know what was wrong with you or how to help, he'd just get Tech to figure it out, but would stand off to the side so he could hear what was going and how to help

He thought it was weird when you first asked him to feel the baby's kicks and was reluctant at first, but you took his hand and placed it on your stomach. When he felt the kick, it took him by surprise and it's what finally made it really click for him that there was another being growing inside you...and even though he wouldn't admit he liked it, you could see it in his eyes

You'd tell him you hoped the baby would be strong and brave like his father, which would make him smirk with pride

The day comes when your water breaks and, like the soldier that he is, Crosshair is calm and ready to go, remembering the plan you both put into place for when the time came. Luckily, his brothers are also there to help.

The delivery is a bit harder for you, so it takes longer and he's starting to get nervous, wondering if you and the baby are going to be okay. Hunter and Wrecker have to keep him calm and reassured that everything's all right

Finally, he's able to go in and see you...and your newborn son (unlike a lot of the other Batchers, I see Crosshair being a father to a little boy)

He's nervous to hold the baby, but once he does, he is full of pride at the small child he helped create in his arms

Calls him "his little rascal"

Then, for perhaps the first time in a while, he gives you the most loving kiss and tells you how grateful he is for you and that he looks forward to raising a son with you

He jokes that he's going to train your boy to be a sniper one day...but you remind him to let your son be a child first, which he reluctantly yet gladly agrees to

Great, now I'm getting all giddy about Dad Crosshair 😆 I just love this!!

#star wars the bad batch #bad batch headcanons #bad batch crosshair

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valkyrieandstrangeridingaragorn · 2 years

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I can't imagine a worse writer for a big event like Secret Wars than Waldron. I'd honestly prefer the Russos.

The original comic work because of knowing who was on what side, what they could do and what personal agenda they had and what means and ability they had to accomplish that.

Walnut seems care even less about what a character can and can't do than he does about story. The "powers level" of the characters he writes change depending on the scene. They can do whatever until the plot needs them to not be able.

Characters can easily get lost in the fold in events but it is crucial to know what character's powers actually and not to get lost in the Spectacle. Being able to write where everyone gets do something and be important.

I just checked Marvel's comic wiki on Secret Wars and yeah, there's no way in hell Mikey is going to do a good job with this.

Although I suppose it makes sense, they gave him the Loki gig then MoM and now Secret Wars and if he was a good writer it would be a good idea to stay consistent, these 3 are probably the most important installments in the new saga, but why isn't Feige looking at the quality of those products before hiring him again?

The Loki series didn't introduce any character properly, the story is convoluted and the multiverse was never addressed beyond a couple mentions of other universes. The incursions in MoM were mentioned twice but we never saw one and the multiverse was never explored, and this is not counting the variants in these two shows being completely uninteresting and bland (I'm sorry Defender, I love you but we don't know you).

I highly doubt Mikey is capable of handling different agendas and purposes. He seems keen to write characters into boxes of good and bad with no nuance, his humour is focused on talking down and belittling others and he's more focused on writing them out of character than anything else (let's not forget the only salvageable parts of MoM came thanks to Benedict).

Oh well, I guess if he's going to write Stephen again (😭) that means Ben will have to work with him again and he might keep him on a leash. Now that I'd watch 😜

#anti waldron

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chloeworships · 2 years

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They are jealous of your anointing and your gifts

Ok so who upset God??? 👀

Which Prophet, Pastor or Apostle is jealous of the gifts of another servant of God?

Who has accused this servant and prophet of needing to display more humility?

I was given this scripture and a song (please excuse the swearing in the lyrics).

This is what the Sovereign Lord says…

Moses was given this special relationship with God because his calling demanded it. When God first spoke to me he was in a cloud ☁️ I will never forget it. I was todays year old when I learned that cloud was in fact God’s true form he uses when he speaks to humans, based on these scriptures 😱🤯🙊 “Then the Lord descended in the pillar of cloud and stood at the entrance of the Tabernacle”. ‭‭Numbers‬ ‭12‬:‭5‬ ‭NLT‬‬

God gave Moses a special audience because he was humble and the LORD trusted him… why else would he be given this gift to see things others could not including the gift of seeing the LORD as a cloud? Do you know what Moses had to endure for him to be able to lead the Israelites out of Egypt 🇪🇬👀 Some of us had to walk through 🔥FIRE🔥 to get to where we are today and where we are going to tomorrow, why be jealous?

Also a Cushite is a modern day Ethiopian. Ethiopians are Black. Is someone speaking out against someone’s wife? Are you in an interracial relationship/marriage? You can clearly see here that Miriam could have been RACIST. Someone could also be talking about the appearance of someone’s wife or gf.

I’m going to leave detailed commentary on this scripture. It’s interesting because God spoke to me and said someone should speak to MARYUM and now he’s led me to this scripture. I didn’t go looking for it 💯

One thing to note is one of Moses wives was name Zipporah. In this song one the artists name is Zipporah. I mean COME ON?!?! That name is not common. I just can’t invent this stuff babes. I really can’t. I don’t have the time😂.

I woke up one morning and heard the song playing in my ear as if I had my headphones on 🎧I hadn’t heard it in a longgggggg time bc, as some of you know, this mixtape was released over a decade ago (SN: I love this beat btw and this mixtape is a classic 😜)

In the lyrics it also says something about spit and in the scripture God speaks of what would occur should Miriam’s father spit in her face: “But the Lord said to Moses, “If her father had done nothing more than spit in her face, wouldn’t she be defiled for seven days? So keep her outside the camp for seven days, and after that she may be accepted back.”‭‭ Numbers‬ ‭12‬:‭14‬ ‭NLT

Think about how shameful and demoralizing it would have been if your father spat in your face? 🥺 This is what God did to Miriam and this is what will do to those who speak ill of you.

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Someone is going to be punished for speaking against you. This could even be a religious leader or those in the church but it doesn’t have to be. This could simply be another servant of God. They will become sick 🤒

These individuals are jealous and envious of your gift. They themselves need to be humbled and that is surely what the LORD will do. They accuse you of being prideful yet it is their own pride that leads them to falsely accuse you. They are no different than the Pharisees

I was also shown the word “gossip”. The song mentions that too.

The article breaks this scrip down beautifully and it’s a MUST READ. Based on this, you’ll know if this word is for you.

Who is the LORD speaking to? He is surely defending your name as he did for Moses. You will be VINDICATED and as the song says your doubters will have to pick their jaws up from the floor after they witness what God will do in your life. Like Miriam they will feel ASHAMED. When you speak against or disrespect a Prophet of the LORD, expect disaster to come upon you and SUDDENLY.

This commentary is DEEP. I LLAAVVVVEEEEE IT 🤩

PS. When others falsely accuse you, like both Aaron and Miriam, pray for them just as Moses did.

PPS. When God’s Spirit departs from you as a servant of his, all hell breaks loose. I’ve seen this happen and it also occurred to Samson when he chose to disobey God.

The LORD is also saying, someone needs to apologize FACE to FACE for hurting you just as Aaron apologized to Moses.

If you are this person who needs to apologize, be clear about your transgressions, don’t beat around the bush or speak in riddles via social media. Don’t act cowardly. The apology has to be as LOUD as the disrespect was, perhaps then the LORD may have mercy on you as he did with Miriam and give you back your glory and success… Oh my didn’t God say speak to MARYUM!?

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Yeah it’s time. If this person keeps delaying this conversation know that God has already spoken to them about putting their pride aside and apologizing.

Perhaps she is owed an apology. I’m hearing no success will come until this is done as the scripture says “So keep her outside the camp for seven days, and after that she may be accepted back.”

‭‭Numbers‬ ‭12‬:‭14‬ ‭NLT‬‬

https://bible.com/bible/116/num.12.14.NLT .

It’s reminding me of Beauty and the Beast. In order to regain his wealth and good looks, Beast had to humble himself and apologize to Bell for the curse to be broken and like Miriam, be accepted back into camp and most importantly, into God’s good grace 💛

Also, even though God may forgive us, there is always consequences for our behaviour. That cannot be avoided. God may forgive a murderer but that murderer still has to serve time. Let’s not forget that the next time we decide to hurt another. Forgiveness does not absolve you of the consequences. Justice will always be served when you trust in God to vindicate you.

PPPS: lol I was watching the Princess and the Frog and the movie spoke about Gumbo Soup 🍤, which is a Louisiana staple food, in the song it mentions that too. This might mean something to someone as the Frog prince was arrogant to the poorer Tiana because he felt she was of lesser value than he was when in fact HE was superficial and just as broke. He too needed to be humbled.

Please understand the LORD and his Angels give me music just as confirmation just as he gives us movies and scriptures.

Pray about this message because it won’t be for everyone.

UPDATE

I had a visitation from the DEVIL 🤯 He showed me his true form which was a darkish grey blue.

Since God revealed his true form in the cloud, he wanted to reveal his true form to me as well. He is jealous of God and wants to be like God hence why he does everything God does but in the reverse. Hence why he tries to mock God. That’s another word I’ve been hearing in the spirit… reverse. Wow

He looked EXACTLY LIKE THIS but with slightly shorter horns👀 ⤵️ oh my

What in the blessed name of Jesus….

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I forgot to mention someone will be receiving a heartfelt apology 💌

#envy and jealousy #yes it’s in the church too #apologies are in order

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The Photoshoot (Part 8)

Cillian Murphy x OC

Previous parts here

A/N: S2E6 is filmed in the end. Credits for the photographs: Rich Gilligan for Cara Magazine (2014)

✨Am I the only one that thinks the shoes look so worn out and are his?

💎 I don’t have anything planned yet for the date mentioned later, so if you fancy some recommendations, I’m open to hear them.

Notes: I had to edit a wedding ring off a picture, you are welcome 😜

As the doorbell rang, Cillian’s lips stopped kissing Yael.

“Are you expecting someone?” He just came out of the shower a few minutes ago and his skin smelled delicious, she was about to unwrap the towel around his waist, but they were interrupted.

“No.”

Again, the doorbell rang and then her cellphone.

Groaning, he let her go.

“I’m going to rip off the head of whoever is behind the door.” He mumbled.

“Yeah, you can come up, just give me two minutes.” He heard she said. “You need to hurry, it’s Vassilis.”

“Shit.”

While she made the bed and picked up their clothes from the floor, Cillian got dressed, they both moved around so fast.

Taking a moment to catch her breath and trying to compose herself, she looked in Cillian’s direction, putting on his shoes to then, take a seat on the couch as if nothing happened. Scout sniffing on the door.

“Oh, and don’t hurt him, I like this one.” She asked winking at him.

“My sweet girl, who is this?” Vassilis greeted her but moving back when he noticed the dog in her arms.

“This is Scout.”

His eyes moved around the place, until he noticed Cillian.

“I didn’t know you were here, I only brought two Greek coffees.” As if owning the place, he placed the cups on the table and made himself comfortable.

She explained Vassilis they had agreed to go to the Cara Photoshoot together.

“Cillian just adopted Scout and came here asking for some help.” That was the only thing she could think of to say, looking at Cillian for approval.

“And she’s also puppy sitting while I am filming.” He added following her lie, good thing he was an actor.

“Can’t believe she made you adopt a dog, she’s been trying to convince me for years.” Vassilis took a sip of his coffee. “Why don’t you get one yourself?”

Shrugging, she walked to the kitchen to get a mug. “I have been traveling a lot for the photographs, and a dog is a big commitment, they need time and attention.” Getting up, Cillian followed her. “And I didn’t force him.”

Scout followed them to the kitchen, he had already decided Vassilis was a good person.

“You gonna split that coffee?” His voice sounded casual, but his left hand caressed her bum blatantly, hidden by the kitchen bar.

“I loved your photographs.” Vassilis added looking at the dog seated next to Cillian wagging its tail.

“Don’t give him another treat, he already got two.”

Cillian looked at her.

“He kept asking, I already did it.” He replied looking at Scout. The dog gave him the loveliest puppy eyes.

“Why do you keep talking about the dog as a ‘he’? It’s an animal.”

Cillian took his mug and walked towards the table, making a sign to Vassilis to be quiet. “You really don’t want to start that conversation with her.”

“Because dogs are family, it’s not just a dog…” Yael stated while walking to them.

Vassilis put his head between his hands and rolled his eyes. “Please forget I said anything, you never heard me.”

Cillian chuckled.

“And all they…” she continued, but Vassilis interrupted her.

“I forgot you are the Mother Therese of pets, yes they are incredible and no, I’m not getting a dog.”

Cillian laughed at that.

“What are you laughing at?” She shoved him playfully on the shoulder.

“I didn’t bring any Greek food, since they don’t make it right.”

“It’s alright, we already had breakfast.”

Vassilis asked to be with them at the shooting, that’s why he arrived early at Yael’s apartment. He always loved to see her in action, felt so proud of her.

Yael showed them the pictures, she had her favorites printed and on a white backing card.

“Every time I see your work, I know I say the same but you really see something, it might be the angle, the light, a spark… something and the way you captured him, makes me want to pull my hair.” His words faded as he kept watching the picture of Cillian with the white t-shirt and jean jacket. It was mesmerizing, and every time Yael watched, her heart skipped a beat.

“She even made me like myself, in a non-vain way, if you know what I mean.” Cillian looked up at Yael in complete adoration, he wanted to pull her into his lap and kiss her right there.

“You know what’s funny?” He tried to find the right words to say. “Even before I asked you to take my place on the photoshoot, I just kept thinking how bad I wanted you two to meet, I have always wanted to set you up on a date.”

Yael choked on her coffee. Stealing a glance at Cillian, she mouthed him to not say anything, then, she moved around quietly.

“I’m ready to go just give me a second.”

Vassilis turned to Cillian then: “I hope I don’t make any of you uncomfortable, but you should think about it… she’s one in a million.”

Cillian nodded thinking at his words. It was somehow funny Vassilis thought of suggesting a date, when it was thanks to him that they got to work together and now, being in a relationship.

“Yael?” Cillian called. “Do you… hmm have this thing you mentioned…?”

He tried to play the fool going after her.

Once in her room, he pinned her against the wall, kissing her lips, his hands on her waist.

“Cillian!… He’s…so… close.” She managed to said between kisses.

“So am I.”

“I don’t think we should tell him… yet.” Pushing slightly him by the shoulders, she needed space, Cillian clouded her thoughts. “He will be making comments on the photo session later.”

“Whatever you decide, it’s okay.” Giving her one last deep kiss and he left the room. Leaving a tingle in her mouth, wanting more.

Vassilis announced he would take the lead and wait for them at the location.

The thing that excited him the most, was having Yael taking the photographs. Not the cover, nor the interview.

He was just glad he got a chance to spend some time with her, since at the last minute, he couldn’t have Sunday off from filming, being the lead of the show also meant he had less free time than the rest of the cast.

And again, he would be filming from midday until late at night.

“You have everything you need?”

“Yes, let’s go.”

Making their way out of her apartment, they greeted James, who was waiting by the car, he would be driving them to the location. Vassilis would be on his own since he had other things to do.

“I’m nervous.” She chuckled.

Cillian looked at her, holding the door, Scout trying to walk with them, but James was looking after him. “Hey don’t be, you are a pro.”

“But it’s different, because we are together now and this is for an important magazine.”

“What do you have in mind this time?” He asked, trying to make her forget her nerves.

“I really would love to follow a similar line to the previous shoot, you know effortlessly handsome just like you are.” He looked down, blushing. “I asked them for a white t-shirt, hope that is alright, and they didn’t have a lot of time to get a brand borrow a big wardrobe since it was organized last minute.”

“I don’t care about that. Let’s just have fun.”

“Fine, but you have to keep your hands to yourself, otherwise this won’t look professional.”

A genuine laugh came out of him. “I cannot promise you anything.”

She started setting the equipment while he went to another room to get ready, Vassilis helping with his guidance and suggestions of what he thought worked better. He always had something good to say, a valuable advice that would make the difference.

Yael tried to block away the thoughts of her mind from the night before, but it was slightly harder when he looked like that; dark jacket, white t-shirt, he didn’t like the shoes so he wore his own.

“Can we start over the window please?”

“Hello, how are you? It’s a lovely day.” Cillian shook his head. “You just go straight to business as if we saw each other this morning.”

She shot her eyes directly to him, looking around nervous. Anyone could hear him.

“I think we greeted on the way in.”

“Oh yeah? I don’t remember…” he was playing the fool. “Had some trouble sleeping.” He then added in a low voice, only for her to listen: “Very good trouble by the way.”

A cocky smile appeared on her lips, but the stylist getting close made her glad she didn’t reply anything.

“I will take your glasses.” Kayla offered. This time it wasn’t Rose, she was busy that day, so from the previous team they only had Karen the makeup artist, who had been complaining she preferred to work with Rose.

“Don’t worry Kayla, I think the glasses add a nice touch to the shoot.”

The girl smiled and looked in Cillian’s direction, blushing.

“Look outside, please… remember, I am not here.”

Cillian asked her to see the picture, it was actually just an excuse to get close to Yael.

“It’s hard to ignore you, you can’t blame me.”

“Think of something else.”

He wasn’t looking at the photo in her camera, he was brazenly looking at her.

“That’s dangerous baby, it involves you naked.” He murmured under his breath.

It only took one look at him and she would be imagining him like that too.

“You have magic hands and magic in your eyes.” Vassilis lifted his arms in the air and touched the top of his head.

“I learned from the very best, remember?” They were checking out the shoots when Kayla tried to get their attention. Karen asked a minute to adjust something on Cillian.

“I just want to say that I have been following your work for a while and it’s amazing to be here today.” She blushed.

“You are doing some fantastic work yourself young lady.” Vassilis stated smiling at the girl, she adjusted her glasses.

“Thank you, Mr. Karidis.”

“You know I started taking pictures around your age.” Yael smiled proudly. “And someone told me once to spread my wings and follow my dreams, and here we are today.” She smiled at Vassilis, her mentor. “You will find endless challenges along the way, just enjoy the moment and learn from every opportunity you get.”

Wrapping his arm around Kayla, Vassilis added: “There will be millions of Karen’s out there, don’t pay any attention to that, focus on your work and it will speak for itself.” He knew the makeup artist was giving Kayla a hard time.

“Will do.” The girl nodded with a smile.

“Can you take a seat on the stairs for me?”

“Oh, this is new, never been on a-”

“Put your hand on you knee.” She sighed, he had been making comments with a dirty meaning since they started shooting. His purple sock showing, he loved those.

Playfully touching her whenever he got a chance, stealing glances. And she enjoyed it, but she wanted this photoshoot to be as good as the previous one.

“Stop scolding me.” He complained and leaned his chin against the palm of his hand.

“Behave yourself.”

“Wha- you gonna punish me later?” she laughed and rolled her eyes at him.

While he took a seat on the stairs outside the building, Vass talked to her. “I know he is shy… but maybe you could take the lead and invite him to do something?”

“I’m working…”

“Yeah, but once you are done with the photos…”

Ignoring Vass, she got a few shoots of his face. “Look at the ground for me.”

They went around the building to get some outdoor shoots. Cillian changed into a grey jean washed out jacket.

Cillian was made to be in front of the camera.

“Hold the jacket tight, please. There it is.”

“One more…” with every move he made, she took that as an opportunity to capture his image.

“Your eyes on me now.” Yael demanded.

“Let’s go back inside, please.”

Cillian then changed into a deep blue plain t-shirt, matching his eyes, making them shine like diamonds.

He was the one that was a masterpiece.

One look from him and she got everything she needed. He had a magnet that was pulling her in.

It was hard to focus when his eyes were looking at her with such intensity, making her forget of the people around them. So inviting. Cillian’s eyes were some way soulful, saying so many things he probably wouldn’t dare to say out loud.

“Let me see that one more time…” she moved and closed the focus on his face.

“There it is, beautiful.”

Sure, his physical beauty helped, but the other part, the inside was the reason behind the spark in his eyes.

Looking at him from above her camera, Yael winked at him. This was the second part of an incredible photoshoot. She could never get tired of him.

“And we are good.” She high fived Kayla, the stylist was a really nice girl, she made it easier to shoot him than Rose did. “Thanks everyone.”

Cillian hurried to get changed, he needed to head back to the filming set.

“You aren’t going to use the rest of the clothes?” Asked Karen in disbelief. “You did the same the last time.”

“I don’t need more shoots, the ones that I got are enough.”

“Brands pay big to show their clothes.” She retorted.

Vassilis got close wondering if he should intervene. Karen shouldn’t be questioning Yael’s work, it should be the editor if anything.

“Cillian has to go, Karen I can’t keep him here forever.”

“Well maybe if you didn’t waste so much time chatting instead of shooting, he would have been able to change.”

Yael was about to answer something, but Vassilis cut her off.

“Hey, we are all good, the shoots are incredible.” He tried to reason, touching Yael’s arm gently.

Taking out her cellphone, she texted Cillian to wait for her in the car. She didn’t want him to be involved in this.

“We don’t have to use all the clothes they send.” Kayla offered. “They do it to give us options, a margin. The photos look good already.”

“But…” Karen started to complain.

“You are not going to tell Yael how to do her job. It’s not your place to do this.” Vass lost his patience. Yael placed a hand on his shoulder to stop him. “She is the photographer here, she is in charge of the shooting, if Yael says she’s done, she is.”

Karen made a face.

“The day you are behind the camera, you can give your opinion.”

Feeling uncomfortable, Yael tried to make him move. “Vass, let’s go. We are done here.”

Collecting her equipment, she opened the case of the camera and just like in their first Photoshoot, she found a note at the bottom.

Since I’m going to be late filming tonight…You can exchange this coupon for any date you want. Place, time and day is your pick. Cxo.

“She thinks everyone has to bow at her because she has worked with the Kardashians and Jennifer Lopez.” Kayla shook her head, sending Yael an apologetic look. “I have worked with her before, she is just mad Rose isn’t here, they are like a nail and dust.”

“You’re probably right Kayla, thanks… would you give me your contact information for future shoots? They always ask me if I have someone to recommend. Would like to work with you somewhere down the road.”

“Ah yes! Of course!” The girl chirped in excitement.

Yael collected her camera while Cillian went to wait for her in the car.

“Want to go and have lunch?” Kayla asked, she seemed like a lovely person, young as she was starting in the business.

Hurry up, starving.

Was the message Cillian sent her.

“I would like to, but I have plans already, we can go out another day?” Yael saw Kayla nod and said goodbye.

She wasn’t going to let Karen ruin her mood, she and Cillian needed to buy some food on their way to her apartment and then he would be gone for the day. And she really cherished the little moments they had, even if it was only for a quick lunch in the car.

And the little things? They aren’t so little in the end…

***

This was it. Maybe this was it for him. The grave, three men pointing at him with a gun in an empty field… his heart was pounding so hard.

“So fucking close.” He looked down, a smile bitterly on his face.

Taking an inhale of his cigarette, he turned around. Looked up to the sky in one last attempt to ask for one more chance, a chance to be with Grace, so meet his baby… Was this it?

“Oh, and there’s a woman…” He swallowed hard, his eyes closed, he could picture her smiling down at him. “Yeah… a woman… I love.”

“And I got close.” Slowly, he opened his eyes. Anger taking over him out of frustration, despair… “Nearly got fucking everything!”

Feeling hopeless, he closed his eyes one more time. He felt the cold air, maybe this was it for Tommy.

“Oh what the fuck.” Throwing away his cigarette, he walked towards the grave. “Get it done boys.” Threw his pocket watch.

“Comrade… we have our orders…” said the man. “You know how it is…”

Feeling his heart rate going up he nodded slightly. “I know how it is.”

Kneeling, he was getting ready to feel the bang and the bullet.

There was no way out…

Closing his eyes tight, he let out a small last breath. “I’m the bleak mid-winter…”

A sharp pain ran through his right arm and he felt himself falling to the ground. Simultaneously, two loud bangs were heard and he stayed still. Another body fell next to his. The third man pointed his gun at him.

“At some point in the near future, Mr. Churchill will want to speak to you in person, Mr. Shelby” Tommy looked around breathing heavy. “He has a job for you. We will be in touch.” Moving the gun around he said: “Get out of the grave, you tinker.” Tommy was in shock, still trying to understand what happened. “Be on your fucking way!”

Startled, he blinked in disbelief, trying to get up. In shock because he didn’t know what was next. His legs felt like jelly, adrenaline running through his veins, he stumbled and fell to the ground. Hitting the ground in frustration. “Fuck!” He continue walking confused.

“Cut!” He heard from afar. “That’s it everybody, well done.”

“Are you alright?” Steve Knight got close to him.

Cillian could barely register what was happening around him.

Swallowing hard, he nodded and walked to his trailer to get changed, still in complete shock.

***

“Where’s the treat?” He heard Yael somewhere, she was laughing and Scout barking as he made his way inside.

He felt dreaned, today’s filming was hard, exhausting, he felt anxious. Blinking, he felt his mind go blank.

“Cill?” He looked at her, didn’t realize she had been calling him. “What happened?” Yael rushed to him, Scout started sniffing his shoes.

Taking his bag from his shoulders, she made him sit on the breakfast bar chair.

“Are you okay?” She was so worried, he wasn’t saying a word, his gaze seemed lost and he had a red little stain on his eyebrow, panicked she thought he was in some kind of accident.

“Look at me, what’s wrong?”

Finally, Cillian realized he was home and her arms were around his neck, her scent bringing him back to life.

“I’m fine.” His head buried against her torso, while her hands were caressing him from his head, to his shoulders and back.

“Want to talk about it?”

Sighting against her, he said: “Not really.” He held his arms around her waist tight. His Irish accent was clear, but his presence and energy was totally Tommy’s.

Kissing the top of his head, Yael thought of something to make him feel better. “Why don’t you have a shower while I take Scout out and then we can have dinner in bed?”

Finally Cillian dropped his shoulders, letting Tommy slip away from him.

“Why are you so good to me?” Letting go of her waist, he patted his knee.

She kissed his cheek. “For the very same reason you are good to me. Go on, have a shower, you will feel better.”

Twenty minutes later, Cillian was curled in bed next to her. He was struggling trying to keep his eyes open, he felt so tired. Yael smiled at his sleepy face, her fingers stroking the fringe hanging from his forehead.

“I’m sorry you had to see me like that.” He murmured, his voice soft.

Yael moved closer to him. “It’s fine, it’s one of those times you told me about?” He nodded, they had talked about how sometimes it was difficult for him to break from the character.

“Was it hard to film?”

Cillian wrapped his arm around her, closed his eyes, letting his system fill with her scent. “I didn’t know what would happen to my character… sometimes they give us the script incomplete on purpose so we can fill in the blanks with improvisation.” He felt his eyelids heavy. “They we supposed to kill me today. Or at least, that’s what I thought.”

Yael looked at him, he seemed so invested in this role, being the lead, he had so much pressure on his shoulders, did his best to play the part as expected, worked really hard on the gym, endured pain, she knew he did most of his scenes unless there might be some real danger, he was constantly reading both the script and complimenting reading to prepare the character he wanted to deliver, in the short amount of time they had together, the compromise was evident, even off screen. The difference in his energy when he was still on his character’s skin to his normal self was abysmal, everything was the opposite like light and dark.

“It’s okay, you’re home now.” She whispered softly. And by home, she meant her arms.

She watched his chest rise and fall as he was drifted away peacefully sleeping.

Maybe he would be up for a weekend getaway after he finished filming… her family owned a cottage over the lake. He seemed like he needed to relax, and they could use some time together.

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