#if i don't get offered what i want this year i'll apply again the year after with my plc awards
Game Tips: 10th Birthday Trades
The yearly tradition of picking a free weapon to add to your collection has returned. This year we get a total of 3 picks instead of the traditional one, so it's a great time to pick up some tools you've been slacking on.
In this post I'll break down the various weapon series you can claim and give you some ideas for which are worth it.
I'll be listing only the ones that are harder to get, as in my opinion, you get the most value from the skip by not having to farm, rather than the weapon being the best.
At the end of the day, if a weapon is incredible but also easy to farm, you might as well just go get it rather than waste your precious skip tickets on it, right?
For info on how to farm weapons, see this post.
When picking weapons, check the Advanced Grids page on the wiki for the respective element for what uses they see before making a choice. You can also reference my What to Farm guide for my personal breakdowns. I'll be offering a lot of choices here, and which one(s) are best for you will fully depend on what you currently have.
You have an entire year to make your pick here, so if nothing strikes your fancy, you can just hold onto the ticket until you find yourself in a pinch missing something.
Worth noting that Magna 3 will be coming out soon, so the usability of any given weapons may heavily fluctuate. It's up to you to decide whether you want an immediate upgrade or to hold off on future changes.
Regalia Weapons
For Regalia weapons, it may be worth getting the "M2.5" type weapons. These are weapons that were added to the respective drop pools several years after the original M2 release, and have a much lower drop rate (they also are not affected by purple chest campaigns).
All other Regalia weapons are trivial to farm with minimal time commitment and should not be considered unless you have no better picks.
This denomination encompasses the following weapons:
Nilakantha (Fire)
Spirit of Mana (Water)
Godsworn Edge (Earth)
Coruscant Crozier (Wind)
Pillar of Flame (Light)
Zechariah (Dark)
Ancestral Weapons
Ancestral weapons still see a reasonable amount of use in grids these days, making them a decent "B-tier" pick. It's worth noting these do not come with any AX attached, so they're going to be weaker than the ones from the raids. Should you get an AX one after, you can apply it to the fully uncapped weapon, so it's not a huge deal.
Low priority but can be okay if you really need one now and don't have the ability to farm them immediately. Not personally recommended but you can defintely get a lot worse.
Malice Weapons
Colomba is a decent slot filler that is entirely superseded by Schrodinger. If you're low rank and find yourself playing charge attack based water setups, it's Okay. Not my ideal recommendation but it can help fill a slot if, once again, you got nothing else you're eyeing.
Obs: Majestas is essentially useless these days outside of incredibly niche usability in high end raids. Chances are if you're at a point you'd even consider using a Majestas in the first place, you already have several. Don't pick.
Menace Weapons
Agonize is still good. Yes, you absolutely can just grab two copies of it here and never have to touch the raid again.
Agonize is absolutely not a must-have for every setup as it was on release, but it's still a fantastic pick if you find yourself running any skill damage based compositions. Probably one of the most popular picks in here overall and for good reason.
None of the other Menace Weapons see any amount of use you'd ever want to trade for.
Fenrir/Cerberus Weapons
Honorable mention here to Cerberus Order as it's seeing some high-end use in Dark Rapture Zero.
Chances are if you're reading this and this usecase matters to you, you either already have one, or were already in the process of making one. Do not buy, I just thought it was an interesting nod.
Don't get Fimbul either, you can make one for free with pendants if you really need it.
Do Not Pick
Do not pick weapons in the following series:
Xeno
Primal
Olden Primal
Epic
These do not come with AX skills (when applicable) and are trivial to farm indefinitely due to being endlessly repeatable free quests. Not recommended.
Ennead Weapons
These come at level 1 awakening, meaning you still have to go farm the bosses for more anima to actually get them to a useable state. Chances are by the time you get enough anima you got several dupes already.
Proven Weapons
Proven weapons before 5-star with awakening have been rendered entirely useless these days. As these do not come with materials to uncap, and you can't get the materials to uncap outside of the event, they're essentially dud picks.
Six Dragons Trade Ticket
Warning: This ticket expires April 10th. Make sure to claim it in time.
Don't claim this until the last day as you can dupe the one you pick on Roulette.
Afterwards, either pick one you don't have already if you wish to strengthen another element or pick one for your main.
These are essentially useless for magna aside from their call, and they can be suptixed, so the value and commitment is low. Not much to say here.
(edit, thank you Ittousei for pointing this out) Wilnas and Fediel's calls can one-shot the Campaign Exclusive Quest by themselves at 0-star. This is a useful niche to have if you're a new player with no good way to handle grinding that yet and don't have any other preference here.
Superlative Weapon Trade Ticket
Warning: This ticket expires April 10th. Make sure to claim it in time.
Toughie.
I'm going to preface by saying Superlative Weapons are, in 99.9% of situations, dead. They've been buried hard by power creep over the years, and the final nail in the coffin was the release of Illustrious. Even farmable weapons often clear them in many places.
I'm going to tell you which uses they currently see right now, but I think you'll notice the pattern that all of them are very high end. These are weapons you use as a "cherry on top" of an already busted grid. Trying to force one of these on a grid that sucks will likely make it suck more, to be frank.
Similarly to the Six Dragons ticket, I also recommend waiting on the last day, as the value of the picks here may alter based on new content or roulette pulls.
Chances are most of the following suggestions don't apply to you, and I don't believe any one beyond these is "worth it", so if you have no legitimate usecases, pick the one you think you'd have the most fun with.
Excalibur
Lyria wasn't kidding, this is a good deal - at least within this context. All six Excaliburs see some use.
The Light one sees use as it provides the highest available Bonus Damage on CA for Relic Buster, and it was used in the fastest setups last Light advantage Guild War. Pick if you're a Florence gamer and only for GW.
All 5 other Excaliburs see use in Chrysaor setups in Hexachromatic Hierarch. Hexa has "Deal 2m Damage Hits X Times" omens, which are easily broken by Excalbur when using Deuce Xiphos, as you can auto attack for 4 million. This requires a very high end setup, and is a binary check (either you hit 2m or you don't).
Dark Excalibur also sees some use in Full Auto Cosmos, once again with very strong grids. This setup is unstable and doesn't always hit blue chest.
Hercules
Do not listen to Lyria, she is LYING to you. This weapon is way past its prime and absolutely buried for any relevant content. Fun weapon, would not recommend as a strong pick to anyone, ever.
Gae Bulg
Its damage cap up doesn't stack with any other, making it immediately useless on any good grids. Also, crit is falling off. Don't.
Damascus Knife
The third skill on Dama Knife is interesting for some incredibly niche setups that absolutely want the echo for Hits omens. I saw an insane Dark Rapture Zero grid with it the other day.
You probably don't want it unless you're already super deep in the weeds with these. The drop rate buff isnt worth it, just run The Storyteller instead, it's free.
Caduceus
You don't need this. No, it's not a good Manadiver mainhand, Manadiver wants to play with CA off to maximize its nukes.
Mjolnir
Freikugel
Similarly to Gae Bulg, the supplemental here doesn't stack with any normal grid sources. Don't.
Sky Piercer
Sky Piercer still sees some niche "best-in-slot" usage in some elements. It suffers from a similar issue to Gae Bulg and Freikugel, as its teamwide echo will not stack with most other common grid/passive echo sources. (The MC-only echo is unique and stacks with everything, though)
Still, it is worth considering if you're really deep into an element and already tend to play Luchador in it often (or are banking on a good Row5 version). Otherwise, it's likely to just rot in your stash.
Ullikummi
Fascinating weapon in that it's, in most cases, the best harp in the game, and yet in most cases, also entirely useless, as harp classes suck for any content you'd really want to minmax in.
When it's good, it's good, but it rarely gets a chance to shine. Maybe decent if you're a FA Lumberjack lover.
Similarly to Sky Piercer, this weapon may end up getting some great usability with a good Row5 harp class, so it may be a decent pick if you wish to futureproof an element you love.
Special shoutout to Water Lumberjack in Dark Rapture Zero going insane with this weapon too.
Ameno Habakiri
Far too unreliable to be any useful. Buy it if you want to meme like crazy, don't otherwise.
Revans Weapon Trade Ticket
Warning: This ticket expires April 10th. Make sure to claim it in time.
Given our current knowledge, these weapons come with no awakening. This means that even after you grab one, you'll have to go the respective raid to finish it.
No matter which you pick, they'll be paperweights when picked from the ticket. If you're sub rank-200, you'll never get any value from these no matter which you pick.
Please do not use unawakened Revans weapons in your grid, you will tank your DPS. Once again, I'm floored at Cygames' insistance on giving players Revans weapons with no awakening. Terrible reward overall in my opinion.
In the event that somehow, through some miracle, these weapons come with Awakening materials, disregard the previous point.
Alas, I'm still here to give advice, so assuming you can play the raids these come from and you can awaken them:
Extinction Blade: Decent in ATK and DEF as a strong stat stick on either side. Works great at one copy, good pick.
Schrodinger: Probably the best pick here, as hosting Diaspora is incredibly accessible and can be done with lower end grids. Even one with ATK awakening is a great upgrade to CA setups.
Sette di Spade: Sette works on a compounding effect. Having just one in your grid is a waste. Worth getting if you want to fast track another and have a few made, but not worth if it's your first.
Fang of the Dragonslayer: Best-in-Slot in ATK for great damage potential. Very strong choice, but make sure you have enough sustain to outlive the Damage-over-Time effect, or you will die.
Symmetria: Primal-only High Difficulty weapon. Chances are if you need it you already have it.
Forbidden Agastia: Very strong ATK weapon for magna and primal alike, especially in unboosted situations. Also a strong pick.
Conclusion
Phew, that was a lot. A lot of this info came out yesterday on the stream, so I had to rush to get this out with a decent amount of research.
While I did ask people to review this before posting, there's likely to be some issues here and there with something I missed. The game is complex enough even a small peer review commitee will miss things in such short notice. If you know of any information/setups I missed that changes the values of things mentioned here, please do let me know.
Thank you as always for reading.
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from the start
you unknowingly developed an attachment towards yjh's facial hair
pairing: jeonghan x reader
tw/cw: lightly suggestive
you stared at the side of his face.
he smirked as he stared at you from the reflection of the mirror, his long hair hanging on the frame of his face, hand holding the razor hanging in the air, “what's it, jagi? your puppy eyes make it look like you're begging for a kiss again.”
“shut up.” you normally don't watch him do his usual morning routine in front of the bathroom sink, but today was different. he had something you wanted, that he was about to get rid of.
his mischievous grin grew wider, with the usual that makes his eyes disappear. he really is that attractive.
dear lord, why is he so–
from where you're standing at the door of your shared bathroom, you inched closer to him and took a good look at his face again. you see him every day, too often that you didn't even realize how much his face had matured through the years.
jeonghan, even with his conventionally feminine features, had always been manly. you knew that. but even more now that he has facial hair, which was normal, he looked even more... risquè.
your indecent thoughts were halted as you gasped when he lifted you and sat you on the countertop beside the sink. he put his body between your thighs and buried his face to peck kisses on your neck.
his short stubble stung a little when it brushed on your skin, yet it also tickled. “hannie, it tickles.” you chuckled and lightly pushed him back.
“will you do the honor?” he offers you the razor in his hand. albeit against it, you took the razor and started applying shaving cream on the lower half of his face.
he supported himself with his palms caging your thighs on each side, closing his eyes as he leans and relishes in your touch.
“you look hot with it, but i'll be selfish if i told you to keep it.” you rested your hand on his chest.
curse his line of work that requires him to always look youthful.
“hm? so i was right, my facial hair does make you feel things.”
“i never said i was demure,” you come to your defense, mirroring his smirking face. if he can be naughty, you can too.
“hmm... i'll keep that in mind, jagi." he hummed as he breathes and stares at your wet lips, both your eyes full with desire. "just this once. after this, i'll give you what you want, and more.”
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Hi, so excited your requests are open! The morning after a very steamy sex session with Tangerine?
Tangerine x gn!reader (gender is not specified but reader is referred to as having the body of a person fab.)
Warnings: NSFW, smut, fluff (18+ Minors DNI!!)
Disclaimer: As per usual English is not my first language, I tried my best with the British slang. Also this isn't proofread so all mistakes are my own.
A/N: Since its the new year I thought it'd be fun to theme this around that. Hope you enjoy it!! This is also my first time writing smut so pls go easy on me, the plan wasn't even to write this with smut, but somehow we ended up here.
You could feel Tangerine's warm breath on your neck as you slowly awakened from your sleep, his arm holding your body tight to his own.
Looking over your shoulder you could see he was still fast asleep. The usual frown on his face was no where to be seen. He looked so peaceful and innocent.
Innocent was the last thing the two of you had been last night. It had been one hell of a night to say the least.
This had been your first New Years Eve with the twins. More over, your first New Years Eve with your new boyfriend, Tangerine.
You'd spend the entire evening playing various board games. Tangerine had been more than happy to participate after you made him an offer he couldn’t refuse.
"If you do this, I'll let you do whatever you want with me tonight." You'd whispered in his ear.
Tangerine's eyes had gone wide, his body stiffening under your touch. And even though he was terrible at board games he did all of them, like the perfect boyfriend he is.
After the countdown, new years kisses and a lot of champagne Tangerine almost pushed Lemon out of the front door.
"Time to hold up your end of the deal, darling."
Everything after that was a blur to you. What you did remember however is that was the most mind-blowing sex you had ever had.
That's how you ended up here. In Tangerine's bed, tangled up in each others bodies, the smell of sex still in the air.
Wanting to take a shower you tried to untangle yourself from your boyfriend. He however had no intention of letting you go. Tangerine's arm tightened around you, pulling you closer to his chest.
"Stay in bed with me." Tangerine whispered as he nuzzled his face in the side of your neck.
"Tan, I feel disgusting I'm gonna take a shower."
"You didn't think it was disgusting when you were screaming my name last night." You felt him smirking against your neck.
"Don't get cocky."
You gently moved Tangerine's hand off of you and went to sit on the side of the bed. You heard him whine at the loss of your touch.
Before you could even sit up his hands were all over you, pushing you back down on the bed as he straddled your hips.
"Come on, admit it, no one can fuck ya like I can." The smirk on his face almost reached his eyes.
It's true, though you'd never admit it out loud. It's not like his ego needs the extra boost anyway.
You playfully rolled your eyes at him and tried to push him off, but he didn't budge.
"Uh uh, I'm not lettin' ya leave 'till you fess up."
You tried to look annoyed, but you were loving this and he knew it. If he had his way, and let's be honest he probably would, you two wouldn't be leaving this bed all day.
"You know you want to." He teased, placing kisses from your jaw to your collarbone.
And god you did, but you were loving this game a little too much to confess right away.
Your breathing started to get a little heavier when he trailed his hand down to your pajama pants. Sliding inside them, he rested his hand on your clothed clit not applying any pressure to it.
"Tan.." you whined.
He always knew exactly which buttons to push and you hated how easy it was for him. In a matter of seconds he's already got you on edge again.
"Yes, love?" His accent thick, smirk returning to his face. If you weren't so turned on right now, you'd slap that stupid smirk off of his fucking face.
"Please-" you breath hitched when he started applying a bit of pressure on your clit.
"All ya gotta do is say it."
You shook your head, wondering how long you'd be able to keep this up. Your question was answered when he firmly pressed two fingers down on your still clothed pussy.
"Fuck, shit okay, you win, please.. I need you." You basically pleaded with him, not being able to withstand the build up anymore.
"Still haven't said it, darlin'." He said, continuing his kisses down your neck.
"No one can fuck me like you, Tan, now will you please get on with it?"
"That wasn't so hard now, was it?."
Finally he slipped his hand into your panties, pushing one finger inside your folds.
You threw your head back at the sudden feeling of being full. Without warning he added a second finger and started pumping them along your walls.
Your moans got louder as his pace started to get faster and faster. Using his thumb to circle your clit.
"That's it, love. Taking my fingers so well, aren't ya?"
"Y-yeah" you failed to get anything else out of your mouth. Your hands found his hair pulling him down to capture his lips in a deep, hungry kiss.
Tangerine could feel that you were close. He decided to insert a third finger, before crooking them inside you, sending you over the edge.
"Cum for me." He whispered in your ear and that was all it took.
"Fuck." You cried out as you clenched your walls around him, cumming all over his fingers.
You whined at the loss of his fingers when he pulled them out, trying to get your breathing under control.
Never breaking eye contact between the two of you, Tangerine moved his fingers to his mouth and slowly licked your juices off of them.
Fuck, this man really was something else.
"You did so well." He praised kissing the top of your head before laying back down next to you.
"Happy New Year, love."
"Happy New Year." You repeated, turning to face him to capture his lips once again with yours, still being able to taste yourself on his tongue.
You did in fact not leave his bed all day.
A/N: hope you liked that, not bad for a first time I think, feedback is always welcome.🥰 Please comment if you wanna be on my Tangerine taglist.
And most of all, have an amazing 2023!!
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Seduced by Shadows
Summary: Y/N summons her demon boyfriend Bang Chan for a movie date night but things quickly escalate as the atmosphere gets hot and heavy.
This is my own work not a reblog! Please do not repost or translate.
Content Warnings: demon sex, magic used in sex, oral (male receiving), face fucking, cursing, pet names, creampie, unprotected sex (wrap it up people!), established relationship, rough sex, breeding kink, marking, possessive language, shameless smut, fluffy smut, domestic fluff, porn with feelings, Minho and Changbin make a brief appearance, demon form during sex, cum swallowing, demon summoning, an attempt at comedy
Word Count: 4,914
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It's been a very long day at work and all Y/N wants to do now is relax and unwind, she's had enough of her bosses nagging her and customers walking all over her. She hurries home as fast as she can and quickly grabs some chalk to draw the all to familiar summoning circle placing a candle around each point.
Happy with her work, having done this many times before tonight, she dusts her hands of the chalky substance and runs upstairs to her bedroom to make herself look a little more presentable. She applies some light makeup, a simple red lip with sleek winged liner, and puts on a sleek form fitting black dress before kneeling at the base of the circle and whispering a small spell to summon the great demon prince Bang Chan into her home. Almost immediately the white chalk lines are replaced by vibrant blue magic and she can instantly feel the crackles and sparks that shoot off from it, a gust of wind sweeps around the room before settling back down leaving a beautiful young man firmly at the centre.
Once the dust settles the man walks out of the circle and smirks "hey there babygirl, what took you so long?" he rolls his strong shoulders letting the bones crack with each movement "almost thought you weren't going to summon me tonight" he pouts slightly as he offers a hand for her to take which she happily does as he pulls her to her feet ``sorry Channie got held up at work stupid boss wouldn't let me leave, came home as fast as I could" she smiles sheepishly at him.
He chuckles softly taking hold of her chin turning her face towards his own "it's alright babygirl no need to apologise" he wraps an arm around her waist pulling her close against him "you look so fucking beautiful tonight baby~" his other hand slides down her back caressing her skin gently "what's the plan?" Y/N sighs contentedly feeling the demons strong arms wrapping around her so tightly "thanks you're not looking so bad yourself" she giggles as she looks him up and down his red hair is styled up and out of his face, his dark eyes shine beautifully and the intricately decorated jacket he wears shows how regal he actually is "I figured we could have something to eat, maybe watch a movie cuddled under the blankets'' she gives his chest a tight squeeze "wasn't sure how long we'd have before your bodyguards show up but wanted to do something nice tonight… I don't know if you remember but it's been a year exactly since I first summoned you" she blushes slightly feeling a little silly under his brooding gaze.
He nods stroking her cheek lovingly finding her embarrassed blush so very cute "of course I remember that sounds perfect babygirl, we can order some takeout, I'll even let you choose what movie we watch" he winks playfully giving her ass a playful slap making her jump slightly and let out a squeak "after all it's been a year since the best night of my life" Chan pulls her in for a soft kiss before adding "as for the bodyguards, Minho and Changbin won't be showing up anytime soon" he murmurs into her ear "we've got all night baby~" he wiggles his eyebrows seductively, she giggles at the seductive look he's giving her "really how do you know? because I don't want them walking in on us like last ti-" he stops her sentence with a soft kiss and a low growl "that won't happen again, no one but me gets to look at my baby's body" he stares down at her possessively making a shiver of anticipation crawl up her spine.
Her gaze moves from his eyes to his soft plump lips thinking to herself how kissable they look, realising she's getting distracted she shakes her head of the thoughts starting to niggle in the back of her mind, she pulls away from his body slightly and grabs his hand leading him to her kitchen where she digs out some takeout menus to look through "where do they think you are Channie? surely they know your here with me again" she asks with a raised eyebrow as she hands him a couple menus to look through "I left a few tasks to keep them busy, told them they were of the utmost importance to keeping the realm safe" he chuckles as she gasps and pushes his chest "if they find out you're here they'll kick your ass" she shakes her head at his antics "I had to tell them something!" he laughs as he explains his thoughts "they can try and kick my ass but I am a prince of Hell, plus if they do find out you never know maybe they'll understand, they already know I have a soft spot for you babygirl" he winks and pulls her into a warm embrace "if by some miracle they DO show up I'm here to protect you, they'd never lay a hand on you" she sighs and rolls her eyes playfully at him.
She picks up a menu for a pizza place, basic but yummy and not too heavy, and nods towards the paper asking him to tell her what he wants "you're going to get in so much trouble for being here again aren't you?" she asks as she wraps her arms around his body burying her face in his clothes, enjoying the way his scent wraps around her making her feel safe and loved, he quickly points to a pizza he likes then curls his fingers under her jaw and presses his forehead to hers whispering "maybe but I don't care anymore even my father couldn't keep me from you, you're going to be my queen one day" his promise makes her chest tighten as he smiles enjoying their embrace before reluctantly pulling away to let her order the food. She takes the menu and orders two large pizzas with extra cheese and pepperoni. It doesn't take long for the food to get there so they gather up from blankets from Y/N's bed and huddle onto her sofa.
She turns on a movie she knows they've seen a few times before and cuddles into his arms as they eat. Y/N cuddles up to Bang Chan's side as he drapes a large fluffy blanket over the two of them, once settled he places a soft kiss on her forehead as they start watching the movie "you know, when I first summoned you..." at her words he turns to look at her face intrigued "I never could have imagined I'd be having domestic as fuck movie dates with the crown prince of Hell" she giggles as she teases him, he chuckles at her teasing "yeah yeah I know, I'm a big bad demon and we're watching fuckin' Bride Wars while cuddled on your small ass sofa" he jokes as he pulls her closer to him as he sighs contentedly "the shit you do for love" he smiles as he kisses her lips gently. The word 'love' makes her heart thud rapidly against her ribs "I love you too Channie" she returns his kiss eagerly.
He wraps his arms around her tightly as he pulls her closer to his chest "I want to spend every moment with you, to just lay in bed with you every night and wake up to you every morning" he kisses her hair softly "I don't want to let go ever, I can't wait for the day I get to take you back with me rather than having to leave you here alone" his words almost make tears of happiness well up against her lashes ``want to spend the rest of my life with you Chan" she moves her hands to her fingers wrap around his jaw as she pulls him down into a passionate kiss. He lets out a low laugh as he leans down to kiss her again "I want that more than anything babygirl and I promise as soon as I can guarantee your safety I'll take you to Hell with me" he says as he begins to nibble along her neck gently, his fingers moving to run through her hair as he pours all his feelings of love and affection into her skin.
She sighs softly as she feels his warm lips on her skin "I'll make sure you keep that promise" she replies as she moves the hair from her neck giving him more access to mark her body the action making him smile as he continues to kiss her neck and shoulders nibbling on the sensitive skin, he leaves small red and purple marks peppered over her neck and collarbone. As he moves one hand to cup her face and bring her head close to his so he could look into her eyes "you'll stay with me? Forever?" he asks as he looks deeply into her eyes. She nods her head "forever" she promises as she shimmies the blanket off her body as she climbs into his lap, she wraps her arms around his neck "let me show you how much I love you Channie" she kisses him, licking over his bottom lip with her tongue making him groan as he grabs onto her hips pulling her closer towards himself as their tongues dance together passionately.
His other arm wraps tightly around her waist holding her firmly against him as she bites his lip gently before breaking apart panting heavily Chan looks at her with love filling his dark eyes "my beautiful baby…" Y/N pulls away from his lips to kiss down his neck and jaw leaving her own little bites and marks, claiming him as her own knowing that his court would know who left the marks on their prince. Once satisfied she moves her hands down to unbuckle the belts tied around his waist, next she unbuttons his shirt and pulls the material off throwing it to the floor, taking a moment to run her hands down his exposed body.
The demon prince lets out a low sigh as he feels her touch sending chills down his spine as he leans back and closes his eyes enjoying the sensation of her hands caressing his bare chest. With each movement of her fingers he can feel the warmth radiating through his body enjoying the way her nails dig into his skin "so pretty" she smiles as she kisses down his body moving off his lap to sit on the floor between his feet. She runs her hands over his muscled thighs then settles her hands on his belt slowly undoing the leather material letting it also fall to the floor.
He looks down at her with an intensely lustful gaze as he bites his lip at the feeling of her teasing his body. Chan reaches down to run his fingers through the silky length of her hair as he feels his body reacting to the seductive touch of her fingertips Y/N moves her attention to Chan's hardening length, she applies slight pressure making Chan suck in a sharp breath as she plays with him "don't tease babygirl, it's been too long since I've felt your hands on my body" she bites her lip nodding almost obediently as she motions for him to lift his hips so she can tug his pants down. As he sees her motions he lifts his hips allowing her to pull his pants down with ease, as soon as they are down she licks her lips at the sight of his pretty pink cock a bead of precum dribbles over the head of his length.
Chan growls in warning as he sees her staring "what did I say about teasing me?" he groans "sorry baby just love your cock, so pink and pretty" she smiles as she leans forward to lick off the precum from his head, she gives teasing licks and kisses down the length of his dick. He groans low in his throat as she starts licking his cock, the feeling of her tongue running along his shaft sends shivers across his body as he arches his back slightly urging her to stop teasing him "mmmh.." he moans softly. His big hands flex and grip onto the sofa cushions "ah ah" she tuts as she uses her hands to push his hips down and keep them there "we're doing this my way" she smiles as he looks down at her not fully sold on relinquishing control however his the worry soon leaves him as his mind goes blank when she wraps her lips around the head of his cock giving the slit as few licks then moving back to soft sucks around his cock head.
As she sucks his cock head he lets out a shuddering moan her soft sucks aren't quite enough, he starts gripping the cushions tighter as he begs "mhmm.. baby, please" Y/N feels pride swell in her chest at his reactions to her touch but she wants to explore his body "wanna take my time Channie, we're always rushing because of your bodyguards" she flattens her tongue against the underside of his length using her tongue to lick at the veins running along his length, moving her right hand from his hip she spits into it before gripping his length giving it short pumps. His eyes roll back as she spits into her hand and starts applying sweet pressure to his dick, he can feel pleasure starting to spark in this body "you're killing me babygirl," he pants "please let me fuck you already" she simply shakes her head as she rolls her wrist tightening her hold on his length letting her hand rub up and down as her mouth focuses on the head, she gives him a few hard sucks before she starts to move him slowly down her throat licking anywhere she can as she does, keeping up the rhythm with her hand.
His eyes close as he feels her hands and mouth working together in perfect harmony, she's always been good at making him melt with her touch, but this is on another level. Her tongue feels so sinfully good as he clutches onto the pillows and moans her name, as she moves her head further down taking in more of his length she keeps a firm hold on his length making sure every inch of him is covered and pleasured as best she can with his impressive size. Her thighs start to rub together in a bid to create some much needed friction as wetness starts to collect between her legs, having him in her mouth and hearing his moans turning her on quickly. He feels every movement in her throat, every twitch of her tongue, every touch of her hand. He's almost at the point of no return, and she hasn't even taken all of him yet. He knows he's done for as she steadily takes his full length down her throat, the tightness and wetness of her tongue and throat making his length throb as a low moan leaves his lips and his hands shoot out to take a hold on her head.
Suddenly she pulls off his length completely taking a breath as her hand keeps pumping him, when she's gotten a lung full of air she takes him back down her throat to the hilt and takes a hold of his hands and pushes them into her hair making him take a hold of her "shit~ you sure babygirl?" he asks, she taps his thigh to give her consent as he starts to fuck her throat his hips thrusting up into her mouth starting slowly at first to let her adjust. She takes everything he's got to give, her throat working against him in a rhythm that drives him wild. Her hair slides through his fingers as he tightens his grip, his eyes closed tight as he fights to maintain control and not go too rough. He can feel his release building in his balls, the pressure building with every stroke of her throat, his grip tightening as the rock of his hips increases as he fucks his cock down her throat as carefully as he can.
She moans around his length as he takes control of her body, the vibrations flow straight to his cock making him choke out a loud groan "fuck...fuck... close" he moans out as his grip on her hair becomes almost bruising, she uses her tongue to lick against his cock as he moves faster down her tightening throat. He feels his orgasm building, and with a grunt he grips her hair even tighter, his thrusts becoming more frantic, harder, his breathing quickening. Then it hits him, with a loud moan of her name he holds her head firm against his body as he cums hard down her throat as his grip on her head loosens she slowly pulls away from his cock making sure to clean him clean as she moves away, looking into his eyes she licks her lips and any precum left on her fingers "you good baby?" she asks with a giggle as his chest heaves heavily.
His breath coming in ragged gasps panting for air he nods, letting his hands run over his face before looking back down at her and nodding slightly, "yeah I'm fine..." he says softly, "I think you just sucked my dark soul out through my dick" he chuckles as his breathing evens out. She giggles at his dramatic comment "glad you enjoyed it baby" she crawls back onto his lap as she nuzzles his neck with her nose, Chan basks in her loving attention for a moment before he grins at her mischievously. His dark eyes glow blue as his magic crackles into existence, he clicks his fingers and teleports them to her bed where he throws her down and crawls over her body with a predatory gaze.
He smiles widely when they arrive at her room feeling himself getting lost in her beautiful eyes, he leans forward and presses gentle kisses along her jawline before trailing them lower towards her collarbone, licking lightly "I've missed this, missed feeling you" he clicks his fingers again to leave her bare in front of him, he nudges his nose along her neck as he growls possessively "you smell so fucking good babygirl... smell like me" a shiver runs down her spine at his words she lets out a small whimper as she spreads her legs for him "need you Channie" she reaches her hands out to grasp at his body.
His cock hardens at her words, he nips at her neck softly and smirks a little "need you too little one, need to be inside you... I need to hear your sweet voice calling my name as you cum around my cock..."he reaches his hand down and groans as he feels her slick running down her thighs "so wet... I'll barely have to prep you" he smirks as he pushes two of his long fingers into her wet pussy making her moan out. His words have her walls clenching down on his thick fingers as they thrust up hitting the deepest parts of her body "don't need prepped Channie, I can take you please...please need you in me now" she cries out as her hands come to grip his muscled arms.
He pulls back sucking her essence off his fingers and growls hearing her beg before reaching under her knees and lifting them over his shoulders. He groans deeply as he enters her, stretching her wide, slowly pushing his cock into her, filling her so deliciously as her moans steadily increase in volume before he begins to pound into her with force, his lips crashing against hers with a savage passion that matches his movements. Her back arches off the bed as he sets a rough pace pounding her back into the bed as her eyes screw up from the immense pleasure "want you to call me by my birth name babygirl" he grunts as he re angles his hips to make sure his cock head is hitting her g-spot "want you to call me Chris" a loud moan leaves both of their lips as she clenches down on his length, she nods her head immediately moaning out his name "C-Chris~ fuck baby... you're cock is filling me so deeply" she chases his lips as he trusts into her.
He grips her asscheeks tight pulling closer as he continues to pound into her hard, his teeth bared in a feral grin as he speaks "always wanted to hear you moan my given name...had to wait until I knew you'd be my queen" he grunts each time his cockhead rubs against her g-spot. He growls out her name as he slams into her faster and harder, his breath coming in short bursts, his face twisted in pure lust as her pussy sucks him in greedily. Her bed starts to shake with every thrust but neither of them could care what her neighbours can hear, she whimpers and clenches down on him as he calls her his words "you like that babygirl? when I call you my queen?" he grins as she nods her head, her grip on his body tightening as he rocks her body back and forth.
He groans loudly as he feels her tighten around him, her walls squeezing tightly around his shaft as he pounds into her relentlessly, his hands gripping onto her thighs for support as he leans forward kissing and licking her neck "well I love calling you my queen because that's what you will be when we get married" he whispers between kisses, his voice hoarse from all the exertion as he lays his heart bare for her. Her cries in pleasure are making her throat sore but she can hardly recognise the pain through the immense pleasure shooting through her limbs "'m gonna fuck my babies into you, gonna breed you so every demon out there knows your mine" his grip on her thighs tightens, the skin turning red from how hard he's gripping her "need your cum Chris" Y/N cries out.
The sound of her cry sends shivers up his spine, his hand reaching down to stroke her clit in gentle circles "I'm going to fill you up babygirl, mark you as mine" he whispers before leaning down to kiss her lips passionately, his tongue sliding into her mouth eagerly "want you to cum around my cock~" he grunts as his fingers increase their speed on her throbbing clit. Y/N reaches her hands up to rest in his hair tugging roughly as he thrusts into her, she whines loudly as the pleasure of his fingers on her clit and his cock spearing into her g-spot have her eyes rolling back as she babbles cock drunk "g-gonna- g- gonna cum!~ cumming~" she cries as she bucks her hips up, thighs shaking wildly.
He grunts as she tugs on his hair and he feels her buck against him, her body trembling beneath his touch as she cums hard around his thick member, coating it in her slick "ohh fuck...you're such a good girl for me..." he moans softly, as his thrusts become erratic a familiar blue crackle fills the room as his regal red horns sprout from his head making her gasp, knowing his horns are sensitive she gives them a rough tug making his hips stutter into her walls.
He growls deeply in pleasure at her rough touch on his horns thrusting into her harder as he feels them being played with, making his eyes roll back as he loses himself in the moment "you're so fucking sexy playing with my horns like that...Y-Y/N... I-I'm…" she clenches her walls down hard as he gives her one last rough thrust before he's spilling his hot cum into her pussy, rocking his hips forward as he slowly comes down from the intense high she's milking from him.
He releases a ragged groan of pleasure as he spills himself into her feeling her tight walls clench down on his cock making him shudder with pleasure, leaning forward as he kisses down her neck groaning as he feels her soft lips against his neck "fuck...you're so-wet and warm around me…" they stay still wrapped in each other's arms for a moment as their breathing becomes less erratic Y/N winds her hands through his hair, brushing her fingers over his golden tipped horns with a small smile on her face.
A smile plays on his lips as he feels her hands in his hair and ghosting over his horns reaching up he wraps his fingers around her waist, tugging her closer to his chest as he nuzzles his nose against her own "I love you" a soft giggles escapes her lips at his feather light touches "I love you too Chris" the demon on top of her blushes slightly but smiles moving his lips to place kisses along her wrists, once his length has started to soften he pulls out of her slowly moving his body away to get a damp cloth to clean them up with.
Chan quickly and carefully cleans her up first then gives himself a quick wipe down before throwing the cloth into a nearby bin, he rejoins her in bed crawling over her body as he pulls her close his face inches from hers as he places light kisses over her cheeks then down to her lips. She returns his soft kisses sighing contently, he rubs his nose against her neck then he looks into her eyes "if you ever wait that long before you summon me again I'll hunt you down and make your life insufferable" he laughs as he gently pokes her side "didn't wanna disturb you in case you were busy with your 'princely duties' but couldn't pass up the opportunity to see you tonight" he hums at her answer "summon me anytime you want or need me babygirl, I'm all yours" he smiles as she gives him a tight squeeze.
A low hum rumbles in his throat as he holds onto her tighter, unable to resist the urge to claim every inch of her body. His lips are hot and demanding as they take hers desperately, their tongues intertwining together without restraint. Chan softly pushes Y/N into her bed and he's about to crawl back on top of her when the pair hear two very familiar voices pounding on her bedroom door "you in there Chan?" Changbin asks, sounding a bit sheepish, as a slap fills the space "of course he is, can't you smell them" Minho complains and she can already imagine the look of disgust on his face. Chan simply growls low in this throat "someone better be fucking dying" clearly not sensing the danger they're in at interrupting Chan the duo burst into the room "no one's dying yet… woah" Minho blinks as he points to Chan's clearly visible horns grumbling as he dodges a pillow thrown at his head by Chan.
The frustrated demon prince pulls Y/N behind his back and makes sure her body is covered completely before giving his friends his attention "demons are whispering about how long you've been gone man" Changbin speaks before hesitantly adding "the king and queen, y'know your parents, are demanding you return home" he flinches slightly expecting another pillow to come flying at them.
The sigh that leaves Bang Chan is one of defeat and annoyance "fine fine I'll get dressed and come back home" he turns to his pretty human with a frown " 'm sorry babygirl, I'll make it up to you, yeah?" he places a chaste kiss against her lips, he gives her one last longing look before he stands making the men quickly cover their eyes "you could've waited till we left the room ew" Minho tuts as Changbin laughs silently "you two" Chan points between them "wanted me to hurry and I was clearly very busy before you teleported here" an amused laugh leaves his friends as they both nod muttering a joint "clearly" while looking at each other with smirks on their faces which only works to increase the frown on Chan's gorgeous face.
Using his magic he quickly redresses himself and his lover allowing Y/N to stand and say goodbye, she gives him a long passionate kiss before muttering a soft "I love you" against his lips. With a longing sigh he responds "I love you too babygirl" he gives her one last tight squeeze before standing with his life long friends and bodyguards "a pleasure as always" Minho smiles giving her a small bow "same time next week" Changbin jokes earning a slap to the back of his head from Chan and a laugh from Minho and Y/N "bye boys, look after him will you?" she speaks sweetly, receiving an earnest nod from the two slightly smaller demons as she blows Chan a kiss and watches with a sigh as they disappear in a haze of smoke "see you next week" she smiles to herself as she flops onto her bed curling into her bed sheets surrounded by the scent of her royal lover.
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How the Web Was Woven: Chapter 10
A/N: Thank you for your patience as I got wrapped up writing everything but this. I knew this chapter would be a tough one, so I kept putting it off. But I hope you all enjoy it. If you haven't been paying attention, this is the soulmate/time travel AU between Elvis and a fem!reader. It's still 2016/1966.
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Warnings: 18+ minors DNI, kissing, cussing, fingering, oral sex (m receiving) masturbation, use of sex toys, overstimulation, squirting, dirty talk, and angst.
Word count: ~3.5k
"Yes."
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You've taken a short leave of absence from work because of everything you've been going through, so you get to spend the next few weeks just having fun with Elvis.
And that's exactly what you do. It drives him crazy that all his money is back in 1966 and he can't buy you a ring, but otherwise you're very happy together. Luckily, your job pays well, so you don't have to worry about that much. You offer to buy your own ring, but he refuses to let that happen. Instead, he gives you his watch to wear and insists he's going to get a job.
"I think I'd like to apply for the police academy." He says shyly over dinner one night.
"That sounds like a great idea! We need to find a way to get you a social security card, though. We can't use anything that says you were born in 1935."
"I didn't even think about that."
"It's okay. I have a former client that might be able to help us."
And sure enough, knowing criminals pays off. You manage to get a birth certificate that says he was born in '85 and use that to get him the rest of his credentials. Everything is going well when you go back to work. He gets a short-term job at Guitar Center just for something to do before he applies for the academy. Secretly, he loves it. He learns a lot from the kids he works with and before too long he's an expert in everything in the store. It's strange to admit it, but he's enjoying just being "John" and not having to be Elvis Presley.
One day, he looks in the mirror and almost has a heart attack. You come up behind him and wrap your arms around his waist.
"What is it, babe?"
"My hair. It's growing out. And turning light again." You can tell this bothers him. And that he refuses to acknowledge the grays that are mixed in.
"Well, get it cut. We do still have barber shops in 2016."
"I will. But the color..."
"I'll dye it." He looks at you curiously.
"You can do that?"
"Of course. I've done my own before. Black is easy." You shrug and he smiles.
Next thing you know, he's sitting on a chair in the bathroom with a towel around his neck and you're wearing gloves and squirting black hair dye onto his head. Keeping him still is damn near impossible and you wonder how he managed this in the '60s. When you reach the point where he's just waiting, you have to read to him to keep him from flipping hair dye all around the bathroom. He sits still when you produce a philosophy book that was written in the last fifteen years. When the timer goes off, he wants you to keep reading, but you'll have to come back to it later. You rinse his hair and put him in the shower and he makes you get in too. It doesn't take long for him to enter you from behind and fuck you silly in the shower. You ignore yet another portal and dry his hair with the blow dryer. He looks in the mirror to inspect your work.
"Not bad, honey. Thanks."
"You're welcome." You reach up and tussle his hair since it doesn't have anything in it yet. He grabs you and throws you over his shoulder, carrying you to your bedroom.
This is what it's like when you're together. Everything is foreplay and you live for the moments you spend with each other. Now, you have your fair share of little arguments, but it's never something that you can't overcome and talk your way through. In fact, you talk a lot, all the time, and that's what keeps you together. There are no secrets and everything is a conversation. This is out of character for both of you, but something about your relationship brings out the best in both of you and you thrive as a couple. Even the boring days are happy for you.
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"Babe, can you grab my phone charger? It's on my nightstand." You ask Elvis as he's coming back from the bathroom to the couch one afternoon.
"Sure, hon. What does it look like?" He calls from the bedroom. You stifle a laugh. Of course he wouldn't know. Sometimes you forget he's out of place here in 2016.
"It's like a long cord with a little box on the end that plugs into the wall." After a few minutes you start to think he's having trouble finding it, so you decide to help. You get up and walk into the bedroom. He's standing there in front of your nightstand with the top drawer open.
"You okay?" You ask tentatively.
"Yeah, I just. Honey, what are these?" He gestures to the things inside the drawer and you blush.
"Oh, um, those are... toys... but not for kids..." You walk up next to him and look at your collection of vibrators and dildos in the drawer.
"Toys?" He looks at you with an intrigued look on his face.
"Yeah. For... well, for sex." His eyes go wide and he looks back at the contents of the drawer. Then, he looks back at you with a look somewhere between sheepish and mischievous.
"How do they work?"
"Well..." You take them out and lay all four of them in a line on the bed. "This one is just a vibrator. It vibrates and you put it on the clit. This one is too, but it also goes inside." You continue down the line describing each toy and he nods along like a good little student. When you get to the rabbit, his eyes go even wider.
"What is that?"
"This is called a rabbit." You turn it on so he can see how it moves.
"Whoa."
"Yeah. The bunny ears go on your clit and vibrate and this part-" You point to the dildo part.
"I think I know where that part goes." He chuckles and you laugh a little too. You turn the rabbit off and put it back on the bed, waiting for him to say something.
"Why do you have so many?"
"Babe, I'm a woman in the 21st century. I have needs."
"Oh!" He laughs and blushes slightly.
"And honestly, this is a pretty modest collec-"
"Can we try one?" He interrupts you and you look up at him to find his eyes sparkling with curiosity and something else entirely.
"You want to try one?" He bites his bottom lip and looks at the toys and then back at you.
"Yeah. Can we?"
"We can do whatever you want, babe."
"Then actually I wanna try two." You suppress a smile. He's so excited and it's cute when he's like this.
"Which two?" He grabs the first vibrator and then hesitates.
"Fuck it. I'm curious." He grabs the rabbit and you put the other two back in the drawer. You lay down on the bed and he undresses you carefully. When you go to take his shirt off, though, he stops you.
"Oh no, honey, I just wanna play with you."
"Ohhhh." You lay back on the bed and he finishes taking the rest of your clothes off. Once he's got you completely naked, he runs his hand from the middle of your chest down to your center.
"Are you excited for this baby? You're already wet for me."
"I am." You answer breathily as he slides a finger inside you. He hands you the vibrator.
"Show me how you use this one." You click it on to the speed that you like and then place it gently on your sensitive bud. Immediately, you throw your head back and moan.
"Wow." He says quietly under his breath.
"Mmmm." You can't make words with the intensity of the pleasure that's rushing through you. He continues to push his one finger in and out of you as you move the vibrator around on your clit and he watches in awe. When you come, hard, he looks up at you, surprised.
"Already?!" You feel yourself pulse around his finger as the orgasm washes over you, bathing you in exquisite pleasure. When you come back down, you pull the vibrator away and look down at him.
"Yeah. It happens fast."
"Can you do it again?"
"I can do it over and over as much as I want, really."
"Okay, this is my favorite thing from 2016." He grabs the vibrator and looks at it. Then, he turns it on and puts it back on you. After 3 more orgasms, you have to beg him to stop because you're so sensitive.
"I need a break, baby." You put your hand in his hair and try to gently pull him up to lay next to you on the bed, but he resists.
"I haven't even tried this one yet." He holds up the rabbit and you whimper. "You can do it, honey, show me how this one works for you."
You take the rabbit and slowly push it inside you. Then, you arrange the ears to be just where they need to be on your clit. You whimper again and he pushes the button to turn it on.
"Oh FUCK." You say it loudly and slam your hand on the bed and he laughs. "FUCK FUCK FUCK!"
He laughs again and starts to slowly move the rabbit in and out of you, mimicking what he would do with his cock. You come again, harder than you ever have, and try to pull back away from him and off of the rabbit, but he follows you and keeps pushing it in and out of you. By this point your whole body is shaking and covered in sweat. You know what's coming and you have to stop him before it happens.
"No no no! FUCK." You scream and pull the rabbit out as you come again, but this time when you pull the dildo out, you also squirt everywhere. And because of his position between your legs, his whole chest gets soaked. This is what you were trying to avoid. "OH MY GOD."
This might be the most embarrassed you've ever been, so you try to back away from him and curl into a ball, but Elvis just busts out laughing. He does the biggest laugh he's done since you've been together and rolls over on his back unable to catch his breath.
"I'm sorry." You cover your face with your hands and wish you could just disappear.
"You told me to stop and I didn't! I got what I deserved!" He continues laughing his big-joy laugh and then sits up, pulling his shirt up and over his head. Thats when he notices you trying to sink into the pillows. "Aw, honey, come here. You don't need to be embarrassed. C'mere."
He crawls over to you and wraps you in his arms, pressing his bare skin against yours.
"You knew that was going to happen, didn't you?" You nod.
"Yeah, that's not the first time I've done it."
"You know, I've heard about it but I kinda always thought it was just an urban legend. I've never seen it myself until now. Looks like I was wrong!" He laughs again and you can't help but start to laugh with him. You relax in his arms and both of you lay there laughing together.
After a few minutes, he rolls into you and presses his erection into your thigh.
"Oh, no, you wore me out. You're gonna have to take care of that yourself." He whimpers and pouts, sticking out his bottom lip.
"Will ya just talk to me at least? And stay naked so I can look at ya."
"That I can do." He rolls onto his back and pulls his pants off so that he's naked too. He wraps his left hand around his cock and starts to stroke himself, gently moving his foreskin back and forth.
"Mmm. Talk to me baby." You roll over on your side and he looks down at your body as he pumps his dick.
"Imagine that I'm sucking your cock. I'm doing that thing you love where I pull the whole thing in my mouth and you hit the back of my throat."
"Mmm yes, baby, that's so good."
"And now I'm holding you back and licking a slow circle around the tip." When you say this, he rubs his thumb over the head of his cock and groans.
"What else, baby?"
"Now I'm gonna climb on top of you and fuck you with my tight little pussy."
"Goddamn, baby, you know I love your pussy." He closes his eyes and continues stroking his cock, picking up speed.
"I'm sliding up and down on top of you, taking you so deep, bouncing on you just like you like."
"Yes, fuck baby, mmmm."
"You like it when I lean against your chest and let you fuck me so hard from underneath?"
"God, yes, baby, I fuckin' love that. I'm gonna come." At the last second, you crawl between his legs and pull his cock into your mouth. "OH FUCK YES BABY!"
He comes hard into your throat and you suck it down, swallowing every last drop. You keep bouncing your mouth on him as he softens and he laughs and grabs your hair.
"Stop, baby, it's too sensitive!" You keep sucking him and he does a little scream. Finally, you pull off and look up at him.
"Oh, is it too much? You want me to stop?"
"Yes! Yes! Okay, you made your point!" He grabs you and pulls you into his arms and then rolls over, pinning you on the bed as you both laugh again. He starts peppering your face with kisses as you giggle.
"I love you, y/n." He stops and looks into your eyes, moving so that you're no longer pinned.
"I love you too, Elvis." He caresses the side of your face and then runs his thumb across your lips.
"I'm so glad I'm here."
"Me too." He pulls you to his chest and you lay there together, naked and wrapped in each other, both of you content to stay this way for the rest of your lives.
******
In May, Elvis has saved enough to buy you a perfectly respectable engagement ring. He assures you that you'd have at least 10 carats in 1966, but you love your 1/2 carat solitaire because you know how hard he worked for it.
By June, you're both tired of not being married, so you decide to load up and head to Vegas. At the airport, Elvis is totally perplexed by all the safety procedures to get on the plane. You sigh deeply and explain 9/11 to him. He's almost in tears by the end of your explanation and he's quiet for the first hour of the flight. Eventually, he comes to terms with the reality of what happened and he kisses you on the cheek and takes your hand.
"I'm excited to be your husband." He smiles and rubs small circles on the back of your hand. It reminds you of the time you went to breakfast in 2007 and the whole history of your relationship hits you like a ton of bricks. You haven't been together consistently, but you've been a part of each others' lives for almost ten years. And now you'll be together until the end. You sniffle and a single tear slides down your cheek.
"Honey, what's wrong?" He kisses the back of your hand.
"Nothing. I'm just so happy. I love you so much."
"I love you too, hon." The plane starts its descent and your heart flip flops with excitement that you'll be married to Elvis soon.
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Your wedding is exactly what you'd expect from a Vegas chapel, but you're so in love that you don't care. All you see is each other.
That night, you get the honeymoon suite at a casino hotel and drink champagne and make love as many times as you can before you pass out in each other's arms. Overall, the whole experience will live forever in both of your memories as one of the best nights of your life.
The next day, you're laying on the couch in your suite enjoying room service and watching tv. You go to the bathroom and he flips the station to an entertainment news show. When you come back, he's absolutely enthralled and you look at the tv to see what it is.
It's Lisa Marie.
She's recently announced that she's getting a divorce, so she popped up in entertainment media again. You grab the remote and turn the tv off as fast as you can. Luckily, you catch it before they say too much.
"Who was that?"
"Who?"
"That woman. You know what I'm talking about. Her name is Presley. Who is she, y/n?"
"She's... she's your daughter." You know what her existence means for you. Your heart shatters into a thousand pieces and you wish more than anything that he hadn't seen her on tv.
"My daughter? How?"
"Elvis, you know how." He looks down at the floor and takes a deep breath. You slide onto the floor in front of him and put your hands on his knees. He looks into your eyes and you both start to cry.
"I have to leave."
"Please don't! God, Elvis, please don't leave me here without you." He closes his eyes and shakes his head.
"I have to. I'm her father. I have to be her father."
"No! Elvis, please!" You know you're begging now as the tears run down your cheeks.
"I have to go now."
"Now?! Why now?"
"If I don't go now, I won't go." You grab his hand and put it on your cheek.
"Then don't." He stands up and walks away from you.
"Damnit, y/n, please don't make this harder than it already is!" He picks up the tv remote and throws it against the wall as hard as he can. "Goddamnit!"
You sit on the carpet weeping and rocking back and forth. He looks at you on the floor, his tortured heart evident on his face. He walks over to you and scoops you into his arms, carrying you to the bed and holds you as you cry for an indeterminate amount of time.
When you finally calm down, he kisses your face down to your mouth. You pull away from him.
"You just want to make a portal."
He grabs your chin and makes you look into his eyes.
"Yes, I need a portal. But more than that, I want to make love to my wife. Because that's who you are. And I don't care who I marry that's that girl's mother. You are my wife and you always will be. In my heart, I am yours. Forever, honey. Forever." He kisses you again and you submit to him fully, letting him undress you as lovingly as possible. You hold him close to your body and kiss as much of his skin as you can reach. He pushes into you slowly and gently makes love to you with his head on your shoulder. By the end of it, you're both crying. He tries to push off his orgasm as long as possible, but eventually he has to give in. Both of your shoulders shake with sobs and you hold each other as close as you can for what you're pretty sure are your last moments together. The portal appears like it always does and he drags himself away from you to get dressed. Once he has all his clothes on, he grabs you and holds you so tightly it almost hurts. He whispers in your ear.
"Never forget that I belong to you, always. Know that for the rest of my life, I will love you and I will miss you." He presses his forehead to yours and kisses your lips one last time. "You are and always will be the love of my life. Goodbye, honey. I love you."
He walks away from you towards the portal, not letting go of your hand until the last possible second. He looks back at you one last time and then goes through the portal. You fall to the floor and sob out loud. When the portal disappears, you scream, "No!"
He's really gone. And now that he knows about Lisa, he's never coming back.
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Three weeks later, you're back home. You sit in your bathroom and laugh hysterically. It's all you can do to keep from breaking down completely. You look down at it in your hand again.
It's positive.
You don't know how, but it is.
Somehow, you're pregnant with the child of Elvis Presley.
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Come back for Chapter 11 soon!
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Can I claim AMS 5 please
You were hoping that there might be some weed in the suitcase. Instead, the suitcase is full of faggot fetish shit. You really can't do anything with that. Too bad. You rummage through the suitcase again, but nothing you could use. You could have saved yourself the trouble with the suitcase. You're a mechanical engineer. At a congress in Amsterdam. You'll have to organise your weed differently.
No matter how often you wash your hands, that rubber smell just won't come off. It was annoying at dinner. But now in bed it's just penetrating. Fortunately, you finally manage to fall asleep. And you dream confusedly and wildly.
The next morning you realise that the suitcase with the rubber things is open again. No wonder the whole place smells of the stuff. What a shame. Leather is more your thing. Your dick would react more to that. And speaking of dicks: That's a new piercing, isn't it? Like the one through your septum.
You're finding it harder and harder to concentrate at the congress… You can't get the suitcase out of your head. After the lunch break you go back to the hotel. You just have to try this stuff. However, the way there is difficult. Although you use a lot of silicone oil, the hair on your body just bothers you when you get dressed. Actually, it bothers you at all. The sexy smooth latex would look much better if your skin was smooth and shiny. Nevertheless, your cock already produces ounces of precum when you look in the mirror.
You call the spa to see if they offer epilation. They do, and they have an appointment available if you don't have a problem with a male beautician. As long as he's hot. Did you really just answer that? You put on your bathrobe and take the lift to the spa. The young man who welcomes you is hot! He invites you into a cabin and asks you which part of your body you want to have epilated. You hang your bathrobe on a hook and struggle out of your latex clothes. Everywhere, please, you answer. The man laughs, puts on latex gloves and says that you would certainly prefer him to wear them at work. Damn, the hard-on doesn't want to disappear. Not even when applying the hot wax. Your beautician is a master of his trade. When he oils your body after two hours of work, you can't stand it any more and shoot your load onto your chest and into your beard. I'll go and get the long hair clippers, says the beautician. And he shaves off all the hair he couldn't epilate. Except for the eyelashes, you are now smooth and shiny. And somehow it looks as if a few years and several kilograms have disappeared with your hair. A young man stands in the mirror, as if prepared for the slave market. You have to cum again. Fortunately, your beautician reacts quickly and sucks every drop out of your cock.
Putting on the latex clothes is now a piece of cake. But you've already practised this hundreds of times. Now you want to get out of the "harmless" stuff. For an evening at Dirty Dicks you should get yourself especially dressed up. You are a rubber drone with a passion. And where better to be that than in Amsterdam!
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she's just not into you - r.b.
robin buckley x fem!lesbian!reader
steve has been looking at y/n y/l/n for months, to no avail. she just seems to have no interest, even with steve's kind gestures. he doesn't understand why. robin does.
a/n:
hi!! omg this is the first time i'm ever writing something like this! i hope someone sees it and likes it lol :) pls ignore any grammar mistakes i tried my best!!
"i can't believe you managed to score a date with the hottest girl in all of hawkins after my millions of failed attempts", steve remarks, his hands running through his almost-too-long coffee-colored locks. "you've seen it! she just isn't into me at all."
"well, you're not exactly tom cruise or anything", robin responds sarcastically, still lugging her trumpet case from the pep rally.
"tom cruise probably couldn't even pull y/n y/l/n anyway."
"but i could."
"don't remind me!"
the two best friends continue down the halls of hawkins high, robin's heart still pounding remembering what she had managed to pull off minutes prior.
she has a date. a real one.
with y/n y/l/n.
she feels like she'll always remember the exact moment y/n's lips lifted into a smile as she accepted her offer.
the hawkins high pep rally was one of robin's least favorite events of the year.
she loved playing the trumpet. she actually really did.
but playing it in front of her high school full of judgemental jocks and cheerleaders wasn't quite her speed.
nonetheless, she knew she would get to see y/n y/l/n in the crowd. and that made her confidently apply a little extra makeup in steve's car, despite the background noise of steve's babbling.
robin's heartbeat kicked up the second steve pulled into the hawkins high parking lot. she scanned the crowd, but caught no sight of the girl she wanted to see.
that was, until she stepped into the stuffy gym and began to ascend the bleachers.
"robin!", a familiar voice sang.
"oh, y/n! hi!"
"i'm excited to hear you play. i'll be right near the band section!"
those words make robin's stomach start to twist.
"i'll make sure to play as best as i can then!"
y/n laughs in a way that makes robin's cheeks flush a red so deep it's almost maroon.
"oh, y/n, i wanted to ask you a question actually."
oh god, it's happening.
"what's up, robin?"
it's actually happening.
"can you meet me below the bleachers at the end of the pep rally?"
robin's heart pounds while she waits for a response. sure, y/n doesn't know her plans, at least not yet. but simply the thought of her and y/n in privacy makes her feel nervous.
"yeah! i'll meet you there!"
robin simply smiles genuinely, nods, and starts the short walk to the band section of the bleachers.
the pep rally flies by in a blur. robin almost forgets the songs she has to play countless times, her mind only focused on what she wanted to say to y/n.
finally, the student population starts to file out of the gym, and robin makes her way to the bottom of the bleachers. to her surprise, y/n is already standing there, leaning against the wall.
"hey rob!"
the nickname sends a chill down robin's spine.
"y/n! you beat me here!"
"i couldn't keep the best trumpet player in hawkins waiting."
robin's face falls flush again, her hands nervously folded in front of her.
"i guess i'm okay. lots of practice."
"no, robin, you're really good at it. i know a pep rally is supposed to be about school spirit and whatever other bullshit, but i was watching you play. and trying to listen despite how loud everything was."
robin is shaken by how genuine y/n sounds. she knew y/n was kind. she had just never experienced it this personally.
she knows she can't hesitate any longer.
"y/n, do you wanna maybe go get a coffee with me tomorrow? after school?"
she had done it. she had asked one of the most coveted girls at hawkins high on a date.
countless hawkins boys had asked y/n out. robin had even witnessed some of the rejections y/n had dished out, noting the guilty look on the girl's face.
and steve was right. he had tried, quite a few different times. y/n was always kind to him, but never in a more than platonic way. he didn't understand why. had he done something wrong?
"of course i will, robs. that sounds like a lot of fun."
robin then understood why.
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[3:41 pm]
(00′s line cafe 7dream au)
"I'll give you 100 if it happens again today," Renjun offers.
"That's not even fair, we all know it will," Haechan rolled his eyes.
"Mmm I don't know about that, shift lead talked to them on their last shared shift, so it might not," Jeno added, wiping down the espresso machine now that it was slow in the cafe.
"Fine, I'll take your bet,” Haechan concluded after mulling over the bet silently.
You and Jaemin had been together longer than anyone in the cafe had worked together or even known each other, minus Jeno and Jaemin who had been best friends since they were kids. Which wasn't exactly saying much, you and Jaemin had started working at the cafe about 2 years ago and everyone else had slowly joined. Even though you were all close friends, it didn't mean they were necessarily used to the habits you both had.
Recently they had been picking up on a habit they didn't even think that you and Jaemin knew you had. A habit that was disgusting to them since they knew you, but they would never admit that they actually thought it was kind of cute. As cute as it was, it definitely wasn't meant for the workplace which you both had been gently talked to a few times now that people around you were catching on.
Today, you were coming in an hour before Jaemin to help with the pastries and Jaemin was scheduled to come right at the beginning of the rush after kids got of school. You walked right in, greeted everyone and got right to work as soon as the apron was tied around your waist.
You were able to get a few trays of best selling pastries out of the oven and another few just going in as the rush started, meaning Jaemin was finally coming in soon.
The bell over the door chimed, revealing Jaemin with a bright smile rushing to the kitchen right past his coworkers who eyed each other inconspicuously, immediately rushing to the door to see if Renjun would be making any money.
You were too busy to look up from what you were doing, trying to scoop the cookie dough onto the tray and get it into the oven quickly. Jaemin placed his hands on your shoulders and you instinctually tilted your head toward Jaemin who was quick to place a kiss on your lips before he started talking like he had been right there with you for hours, no greeting.
You chatted about the desserts you were making, if it had been busy, what you wanted to dinner, if you wanted your usual drink when it slowed down. He pressed another kiss to your lips before he was heading to the cash register where he usually worked because the older women loved his charisma.
Eventually when the rush died down, Jaemin was able to make the drink he promised you, and again, the coworkers rushed to the tiny window in the swinging door to catch Jaemin kissing you before he pushed the drink into your hand. He sat next to you while you pushed a cookie in his direction, while you made small talk on your shared break.
"Hey, you owe me 100," Renjun remembered with a smile.
You perked up, calling out, "What did you guys bet on?"
"Haechan bet you guys wouldn't kiss when you guys got here like you always do," Renjun shrugged, counting the new bills in his hands.
"I was agreeing with him and then you! Jeno, you told me a shift lead talked to them about it, I wasn't sure if you guys would risk a write up," Haechan whined with a stomp of his foot.
"But why would either of us get a write up, when Jeno is shift lead? It's like that rule doesn't apply when he's in charge," Jaemin asked, confused.
"You told me a shift lead talked to them about it!" Haechan yelled at Jeno.
"No, I said a shift lead, me in this case, talked to them and I did because we're best friends and we talk all the time. I never said anyone complained," Jeno shrugged.
"Why?! What did you gain from this?!" Haechan yelled again, luckily there was no one in the restaurant.
"I got half of Renjun’s winnings and entertainment, now let's get back to work." Jeno concluded.
Once again, a kiss was exchanged between you and Jaemin which only made Haechan whine louder about how you all must hate him to betray him like this.
"Saved you a muffin," you told him. He immediately shut up and rushed over to you with a huge hug.
"I love you so much. You're the best coworker and friend I've ever had. No one on the whole planet compares to you or your delicious muffins. I don't even know what you do to make them so good, nobody makes them as good as you do," Haechan rambled.
Jeno's voice suddenly came from the doorway, "Haechan, hands off in the workplace! Let's get to work."
“But you said nothing when we literally watched them kiss! More than once!”
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Chapter twelve coming Thursday August 3rd, 6am CT/8pm kst
Chapter summary: yoongi takes you on a date
Warnings: slight angst (mostly talking about her past), mentions of past abuse, homelessness, fear of abandonment
Honestly yall its a lot of yoongi and oc being freakin soft 😩
Teaser below the cut
Once you got settled in the front seat, Yoongi cleared his throat before he started the engine. "This is for you," he said as he handed you a brand new Samsung phone.
"Oh, I–"
"Before you say you don't need it, just consider that it's for me. I want you to make sure that you have it with you and it's on all the time. I told you that it's important for me to know where you are, so I can keep you safe, so you need a phone. And don't worry, it's not like the newest model or anything. Besides, remember you're agreed to let me provide for you. So just accept it. It has all of the pack's numbers saved already, in case you ever need one of them, and they all have your number already. I'm your emergency contact," he rambled.
Instead of offering any protest you smiled softly and unbuckled your seat belt to lean over and kiss him on the cheek. "Thank you, alpha," you said before you leaned back into your spot. You may have wanted to refuse, but he was right, it was for him and not you, not really. If he needed you to carry this thing around in order to feel more secure, that shouldn't be hard for you.
You weren't prepared for more gifts when you got to the drive-in. When you found a spot to park, Yoongi told you to wait while he got out of the car and went to the trunk. You looked anxiously through the back window, but couldn't see anything that gave away what he was doing. Eventually he pushed a large gift bag and picnic basket through his open car door before he joined you again.
"What's all this?" You wondered, looking at the tissue paper sticking out of the huge bag at your eye level.
"Why don't you open it and see?" He teased.
You narrowed your eyes at him as you got up on your knees to be able to look over the bag, but your scrutiny only made him smile. Pulling out the paper piece by piece revealed two soft round pillows inside, one lavender and one orange.
"I figured you needed some pillows for your nest. I thought these could remind you of me and Jiminie."
Your cheeks and your eyes burned as you pulled out the two pillows, almost ball-like except for how plush they were. They squeezed nicely in your arms when you held them to your chest.
"Do you think they'll be okay?" Yoongi asked, beginning to feel nervous when you didn't say anything.
You buried your head in them to hide your wet eyes. "They're perfect." Your words were muffled, but they still warmed Yoongi's heart. When you collected yourself, you placed the pillows safely back in the bag and set it aside. "What's in the basket?"
"Oh, I asked Hobi to put together some snacks for us. But if there are any other treats you want, I'll go get something from the concession stand." Yoongi opened the top of the basket and you both reached for the box of raisinets at the same time. You whispered an apology while Yoongi plucked them out. He opened the box and handed it to you. "I'm going to go get some popcorn. Do you have a drink preference?"
You shook your head and he got out once again to go get more snacks. You shoved a few raisinets into your mouth and put the rest away. Then you pulled out the soft orange pillow from the gift bag at your feet and held it close again. You wondered if he'd already scented it, or if it was your imagination that applied the orange aroma.
The longer he was gone, your mind began to wander. It was hard not to think about all the first things you were experiencing lately. Your very first completely safe, self-made nest, your first drive-in movie, your first date. It had felt like you'd been living for years in the most raw way possible, but maybe all you'd done was survive, and only barely. These new things seemed so small and insignificant to you when they were only abstract ideas, things you would live without because you didn't need them to survive, but now they felt monumentally important as each one carved a memory in your heart. And each one was available to you only because of Yoongi.
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Winter is Coming - Rekindled schedule adjustment and plans for next year!
So it's that time of year now when conventions, markets, and expos for next year are rolling out their submission periods. So far I've gotten accepted to attend the Atlantic Entertainment Expo again (both venues so two shows), MiraCon, and I'm gonna be attending not one, not two, but THREE tattoo expos ! Which is definitely a lot, but I'm excited, it's gonna be good publicity and good money :' ) I'm also gonna be applying to HalCon, Geekquinox, and Animaritimes again, I didn't get in on HalCon this year and didn't find out about Geekquinox until submissions were done (and I only got in on Animaritimes at the last minute when they were looking for people to fill in) but if I do get into any (or all) of those, I'll have to play the fun game of "make sure none of these events land on the same weekend" LMAO
All that's to say, it's gonna be busy next year! (and all of those are the ones I actually decided to apply to, there are ones I did this past year that I'm not planning on doing again because they just didn't turn out to be as good as I had hoped). Thankfully, none of this is starting up until spring, so I'm gonna enjoy the winter off and get to work on new stuff to sell. I'm really eager to get through the rest of [AFTERBIRTH], it's still got quite some time until it's done but my plan is to pitch Thread of Fate to publishers once [AFTERBIRTH] is finished - and if it's not able to get in with those publishers, then I'm gonna pursue other means in getting it published, either digitally or traditionally. Time Gate is a series I've been working on for well over a decade of my life, and it's not something I want to keep throwing to the wolves of free-to-read platforms like WT. As much as I love being able to offer it for free, I want it to be taken more seriously than being just another free to read comic and that starts with me and how I choose to distribute it.
Right now working on all these things is sort of limiting due to the fact that I'm stuck on my iPad, but I'm making it work as best I can and I'm hoping to have the new PC setup going by the end of the year running with a new tablet (currently shopping around between an XP-pen and Huion, I don't want to get a Kamvas 22 Plus again if it's gonna shit the bed in 2 years like this one did, apparently this is a common problem from what I've seen :/)
So yeah, with all that in mind, I'm planning on adjusting Rekindled's update schedule. While I did initially want to offer a poll for y'all to choose between "shorter updates once a week" and "full updates once every 2 weeks", frankly I'm erring more towards the "every two weeks" one because it'll give me more actual time and room to work on everything else. Not to mention (and I'm sure you've all noticed by now) that I have a very specific way that I structure many of these episodes so making them shorter would sort of ruin that rhythm. I don't want to be sacrificing the comic's quality, pacing, or narrative progression for a schedule adjustment.
This isn't going to be an immediate change, I'm thinking of doing this sometime in December so that y'all can have a decent amount of heads up before the switch. I know it's gonna be a little painful to go to a slower release schedule but ultimately I think it's the best way to go so that I can balance all of the projects I have going on without sacrificing quality. Rekindled may be a free to read non-profit project, but I still hold myself to high standards and I want to do my best to deliver on those standards !
Thank you all so much for your patience and support. It seriously blows me away to see all of the wonderful comments, asks, and support for what I do here every day. I'm gonna do my best as well to respond to asks in my inbox as they come in, but please just know I get a LOT of them on a regular basis, it's sort of a Hydra situation where I respond to 1 or 2 and then get 4 more LOL That said, rest assured that I do read and appreciate each and every one of them <3 That also includes essay posts about LO, with LO returning in November I'll surely have more stuff to say about it so I'm gonna try and keep up as best I can :' )
On a final note, we're coming up to the one year anniversary of when I started posting actual episodes of Rekindled!! I'm so excited for this, I can't believe it's been a year!! And I have so much awesome stuff planned for the story that we're gonna see throughout the next year, I can't wait! Thanks so much for being a part of this project with me, I couldn't have asked for a better audience <3
(P.S. everything I have lined up for next year is lining up with the dry period for FF XIV between Endwalker and Dawntrail so I won't have distractions until the summer LMAOO)
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𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒
𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆:𝐃𝐀𝐖𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐄𝐑 𝐗 𝐇𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐄𝐒 𝐒𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑!𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑
𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐍𝐄
"I can't this week, Y/N. I'm sorry. I forgot and made plans with Ryan and Austin."
"You forgot? Bullshit, Erik. You 'forgot' the last three fucking weekends. All the poor girl wants is to spend time with her dad and all you care about is going out and getting wasted."
"I'll make it up to her. I got to go."
He ends the call and I sigh locking my phone. Three weekends. Three weekends in a row 'plans' have somehow came up and he can't get his daughter like he's supposed to. But he doesn't care, he's not the one that has to try and come up with an explanation for his three year old daughter to not know that daddy would rather go and get boozed up then to spend time with her.
I cleaned the house and applied for a few other jobs while waiting for Odessa to wake up. "Mommy!" Odessa yells, running into the kitchen. "Hi Dess. How did you sleep?" I ask as she climbs up onto my lap. "Good. When is daddy coming?" "He isn't, baby. He has work stuff to do." "Again?" I nod and she cuddles into me. "We'll have fun here, I promise."
Odessa 'helped' me make breakfast and we ate before she went to go play in the toy room. I cleaned up the mess from cooking and could hear her laughing but didn't think anything of it until I heard Jack talking.
I made my way back to the toy room and she was sitting in small ball pit with her ipad.
"Hi mommy!"
"Hi. Who called who, hm?"
"I called her. I hope you don't mind."
"No, Rowdy. I don't. I just wanted to make sure she didn't spam call you again."
Odessa looks down at her ipad and smiles.
"Daddy has work stuff again, but mommy said we'll have fun still."
"Seriously?" I could hear Luke in the background and the sound of Jack most likely punching him.
"Is momma still there?"
She nodded and I walked over and sat down beside her.
"Call me when she goes down for her nap. I want to talk to you about something."
"What?" Odessa asks, causing Jack to make a face at her.
"Doesn't concern you, nosy."
"I will. I-"
My phone started ringing and I stopped myself when I realized it was one of the jobs I applied for. "I have to take this. I'll be back."
I got up and walked out of the room, answering the call.
"Hello?"
"Hello, is this Y/N?"
"Yes, speaking."
"This is Sarah. I'm calling about the remote job you applied for. Are you available to talk?"
"Yes, absolutely."
"We're impressed with your resume and would like to offer you the position. It's a remote role, but there's a catch. We're transitioning to a hybrid model, and eventually, we'd like you to be based in our Newark office. Is that something you'd be open to?"
I paused, processing the information. Moving was not something I had considered, but the opportunity was too good to pass up and we would be close to Jack and Luke. "I… I think so," I stammered. "Can I have some time to think about it?"
"Of course, take your time. We'll send over details via email. Let us know your decision by the end of the week."
"Thank you so much. I'll get back to you soon."
After the call I walked back to the toy room and Odessa was laughing about something Jack or Luke did.
"What are the weirdos doing, Dess?"
"Dookie fell."
"How many times do I have to tell you that it is either Lukey, Pookie, or Lukey Pookie, and that Dookie isn't an option."
Jack and I laughed and she just made a face at Luke in response.
"What was that about, Y/N/N?"
"What the call?"
"Yeah."
"A call back from one of the remote jobs I applied for that is apparently going hybrid."
"Is it close to you?"
"It's actually in Newark."
"What!? Y/N, you have to go for it."
"I know, Luke. I probably am. I just have to talk to Erik about it."
"Erik can go fu-"
"Yeah, understandable." Jack says, cutting Luke off. "Well, we have to go get ready for practice. We'll talk to you guys later. Love you guys."
"Love you too."
"Bye, Rowdy!"
"What? What about me?"
"Hm.."
"I'll remember that next time we are babysitting and you want something but Jack forgot his wallet."
"Don't worry, Dee. I never leave the house without it. Keep the Dookie hatred alive."
Luke groaned and punched Jack as he ended the call.
The rest of the day was spent playing and chasing after Odessa. She's asleep for the night and Jack and I are facetiming.
"Alright. I'll let you go to bed."
"Wait. What did you want to tell me earlier?"
"Right. I think you should take Erik back to court and go for full custody."
"I can't do that."
"Why?"
"I don't want her to grow up without a dad."
"He isn't even driving ten minutes and picking Dee up on his days, Y/N. If Erik isn't making an effort now, what makes you think he'll do so when you move?"
"I know, I know. I just… I don't want to be the reason Dee grows up without her dad. I don't want her to resent me for keeping them apart."
"I understand that," Jack said softly. "But you also can't keep waiting for Erik to change. Odessa is just going to keep getting let down. Maybe going back to court will be the wake-up call he needs to step up."
I stayed quiet thinking about what Jack had just said, and deep down I know he's right.
"Think about it, okay? Talk to Erik, and if nothing changes, maybe it's time to consider your options."
"Okay. Thanks, Jack. I appreciate your advice, as always."
"Anytime. I'm here for you, no matter what. Goodnight."
"Night."
Days pass and Odessa is at daycare since Erik finally agreed to meet up with me so I could talk to him about going back to court.
"So what exactly is so important that you couldn't just tell me over the phone?" He asks, sitting down in front of me.
"Hello to you to. I want to go back to court."
"There's no point. I'll make this whole thing easy on you and sign away my rights right now."
"Are you serious?"
He nods. "I don't want to be a father, Y/N. Not like this. I thought I could handle it, but I can't."
Tears prick at the corners of my eyes, but I blink them away. This is what I wanted, isn't it? To have full custody of Odessa, to not have to rely on Erik for anything. So why does it feel like I've lost something important?
"Fine," I say, my voice steadier now. "I'll have my lawyer draw up the papers."
Erik stands up, his eyes avoiding mine. "I'll sign them whenever you're ready."
As he walks away, I'm left sitting there, feeling a mix of emotions. Relief, sadness, anger… But mostly, I feel like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders.
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Hi! Grace asker again.
I wasn’t intending to call you a misogynist by any means, I had simply seen a lot of differing opinions of Grace based on her insanity and just wanted to know if it was a female thing or if she was genuinely irredeemable. I’ve been in a few fandoms before where it was mostly just a female thing, and it gets very exhausting very quickly. But, if your dislike of Grace is because of her insane, cult-building, murderous tendencies, I get it. A lot of people just don’t like to see that in their fandoms.
However, does that same logic apply to how you view Max? He was also—in my eyes—an irredeemable monster, and it seems like the general consensus in NPMD is that life in Hatchetfield was undeniably better without him there. And he also was shown to be a huge bully and bigot in canon, so what makes it more acceptable to make him gay, yet not offer that same development to Grace?
Once again, maybe I’ll change my mind once I finish watching all of the content with her, but for now I’m just gauging where the line is here.
Okay, sorry. It's just a thing I've already heard and refuted before so I was a little defensive.
With Max, he isn't actually ever shown Ever doing or saying anything specifically about minorities, which is my main problem. Like, he's just generally a jerk, not specifically against queer people like Grace is.
I might be super wrong here, but I'm also pretty sure he's supposed to be bi in cannon. I don't know if that was Will Branner who said that or one of the Lang's, so take that with a pinch of salt.
He's definitely got way more of "I am being defensive because I am abused and I cannot be seen for how much I'm hurting," thing going on. If you haven't watched thw show, I totally get how you couldn't gather that. In one of my linked posts, I went a bit more in depth about it.
I've always tried to give any aggressor... well, not the benefit of the doubt, but I've always put thought into why someone might be doing something.
A great example from my own life was for a period of time, someone who'd bully me for years would call me by my chosen name, Conner. And then one day, when I posted something about how I'm not a girl, I'm nonbinary, he suddenly was really brash about it and began deadnaming me again. And instead of being offended, all I could think is "what on earth happened at home." Which is what shifted my view of it in the first place.
Just like how I don't like Grace, I can fully understand anyone who doesn't like Max, and i won't jump to his defense, I'll only jump to my own defense if I am specifically being attacked for how I perceive him, and even then it's just like "Oh, well, I see him like this."
Sorry for being agressive in the first response. It's not the first time I've heard shit like that, and it will not the last either.
I am interested in what you think after you watch the show, which I think you haven't based on how you're wording things, but I'm also at work, so I'm only skimming and I might be wrong. Either way, interested
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Good morning Scarlet, I hope that you're doing amazing!
First of all, I wanted to thank you for all the amount of time you put in explaining the law to all of us and seeing all those success stories, we all know how good of a blessing you are in our life.
So, I've been working on manifesting my ex back for a few months now, more than a year actually, and it's kinda embarrassing to me. I'm naturally a visualizer and have inner convos, but when envisioning scenarios like us hugging, holding hands, and being together again (what I've always done before knowing the law and being in love with him) it feels too good to be true, even if I have a deep understanding of the law conceptually. I know part of this process involves letting go of attachment to the 3D and recognizing that my outer feelings (anxiety, fear) and thoughts (how will he change his mind, he doesn't love u anymore) don't define my true self (the inner man that is being happy and in a rs with him). However, despite this understanding, I still encounter challenges when I attempt to engage my imagination regarding these scenarios. I often feel unfulfilled or disconnected from the vision of us being together.
Furthermore, I've been feeling doubtful about all that lately. Different sources offer conflicting advice - some suggest focusing on feelings, while others emphasize decision-making. I've even studied materials from authors like Edward and watched Tom Kearin (BSW), and while I understand the concepts intellectually and have applied them before with success, I haven't seen significant movement. The only time I experienced progress was when I wholeheartedly believed in my ex's return, even if I wasn't necessarily thinking from the end (focusing on the 3D aka he is going to come back). However, now, as I try to embody the version of myself with him already, I'm starting to lose faith in the possibility of him changing his mind and coming back. Have you ever experienced a similar struggle or doubt in your manifestation journey?
I feel maybe my issue is linked to the "feeling" that I do not understand, do you have maybe some recommandations in terms of source, or YouTube channel or else ? I feel like I'll never succeed in this specific manifestation while I succeeded in others for instance my job and travels... it was so hard for me too bc for more than a year I was jobless and so focused on that, that one day I decided I am going to get a job no matter what and not thinking from the end and it happened while I didn't focused on how I felt, I wasn't like "I need to feel I'm already employed", so I am lost in all of that ..
thank you so much for the kind words!
“working on manifesting my ex back” im really hoping you only worded it like this for simplicity sake to tell me, but please stop identifying with manifesting (at all) or seeing anything as a process bc there is NO PROCESS. there is no work to be, no point A or point B, and no one is coming “back”.
the reason you feel disconnected is because you’re still dominantly believing the 3D as a fact/seeing it as unchanging/dont understand youre SHIFTING TO A DIFFERENT REALITY/STATE and not changing the current one. figure out which one. in other words, youre being accidentally 3D oriented.
“i havent seen much movement” excuse me? wym movement? eradicate that word from your loa vocabulary please theres no such thing as movement. do you HAVE IT OR NOT?
stop looking for more material. no coach or video or book can change how you feel internally if youre just looking for results and refuse to completely drop the outer man and their reasoning.
your sp isnt changing his mind, you SHIFT TO A STATE where you and them are together. the one in the current 3D is NOT the one youre in a relationship with nor will ever be, you have to fully drop that version of him.
if just deciding you have something fulfills you, then so be it. do whatever you enjoy.
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ok so i survived both turkey processing days and all the shenanigans in between, and have made it back to buffalo. I was so tired after driving home I briefly forgot how to use a flush toilet-- not the flushing part, but I just stood there in the bathroom confounded at the notion of all the steps I was going to have to go through in order to answer this call of nature, and genuinely lost a few minutes of time in several scattered interludes at various points in the process to just not knowing how to proceed. I mean like you have to remove clothing and things, you have to sit on the thing, you have to-- do something, which sometimes largely happens on its own but sometimes you do have to like, apply effort, or at least stop applying an effort you may not even have realized you were applying-- you have to then attend to some things-- it's a lot of steps and I fully zoned out between each one, and really had to concentrate to do them in order. it was an ordeal.
Ridiculous.
i'm just gonna put in a cut because this is semi-incoherent bitching.
yet again, my older sister last-minute swapped our Family Togetherness Holiday, too late for me to also change my plans, so the whole family got together yesterday, except me, who had already promised to spend the holiday with Dude's mom (who OFFERED us an out, and like an IDIOT i BELIEVED that the plans my family had made would be honored THIS TIME, lucy won't pull the football away again!!! so I said no, and she made all her plans and I could not back out). I kicked up a whole fuss about this in the group chat when it was first revealed because this has happened every time that we were supposed to have Christmas together for the last SEVEN YEARS, and everyone told me to shut up because I wasn't being excluded on purpose so it didn't count, and so I tried to send friendly messages yesterday so I wouldn't feel so excluded, and really got no responses, because nobody cared that I wasn't there, so I'm feeling real shitty about that. I'm not entitled to be upset, see, since nobody meant for it to happen, but it's what happens every time. And unfortunately by the end of the whole discussion I wasn't feeling very giving, so when my sister said "we'll just have to make our plans for next year", I wrote back "we had made our plans for this year, will it be any different???" and haven't had any response. It will be different, because I just won't ever make any other plans, and so will be able to just "roll with it", which is what my sister wanted, but since we're talking distances of up to 700 miles for me, my deadline for "rolling with it" is a great deal less flexible than hers. but this is all my fault, I guess. I'm not entitled to be upset, see. So I won't be. Whatever.
It sucks and I'm mad. And Mom's mad at me because I made a fuss, and if I'd been quiet about it then nobody would have had to acknowledge any feelings, but don't worry, nobody has really acknowledged any feelings at all so I guess it doesn't matter, I just get to feel guilty for being a Problem.
(The rest of us will get together for Christmas. Older sister, with her three kids, was supposed to come. The last three times when this happened, we scrambled and made alternate plans. But I'm just not free. Which I'll get to. SO there's no alternative really offered. She declined the space I'd had open for her, and I just don't have another one, so it's me not wanting to see my family, I guess, and I don't get to be upset.)
Anyway.
Dude and I had all the windows replaced in our house in October, and contracted with the same company to have our kitchen redone, and when we signed that contract in like April I think (I no longer remember, it was maybe in the summer) they told us the work would happen in probably February.
Last week they emailed and said they could begin now. November 29th.
I have made no plans for this, have begun no arrangements, have not begun to consider where the things that live in my kitchen will be stored for the six-week duration of the work. We knew we were going to bring the cat over to Dude's mom's, but we had not yet worked out our own logistics, because like, it was going to happen in February. We had time. I could get through the end of the farm season, Dude could get through some travel he has to do for work in early December, we could regroup, and then we could start making a plan. We still have to buy a dishwasher, apparently. And lighting fixtures, those aren't included (Dude thought they were but I asked which ones he'd picked out, if they are, and he was like well I didn't, and I didn't either, so there is NO WAY they're installing light fixtures if we never picked any out, they made us pick the color of the grout for the tiles and the hinges for the cabinets and shit they're not just going to pick any old light fixture and go with it!), and there are all kinds of little things we haven't even started to imagine and there is no time, we have to pack everything into boxes right now.
Dude's mom will be away for Christmas, starting next week. So what will happen is we'll bring the cat over, and then a few days later, after we bring her to the airport, we'll just go over and stay in her house. This is incredibly convenient. It's less than a quarter mile from our house, so we can easily stop by and check on the work and make sure everything is in order, lock and unlock doors as needed, so on and so forth. The work won't be done by the time she comes back, but there's enough room in her house that we can still stay there if it drags on. So this is all fine.
But in the midst of this, we will travel to my mom's house for Christmas, and that's already sort of asking a lot (we'll have to board the cat, and then nobody will be there to check on the contractors; I expect they'll take some days off, but we'll have to communicate with them about it.)
I simply can't also travel to Baltimore in the midst of this, which is what my sister had offered as the make-up event for Christmas. (Since her family was blowing their holiday travel allotment on the biannual Let's Just Do Thanksgiving Instead event, which always excludes me, by sheer coincidence, and it's like, you know, I don't have to ascribe this to malice, it just is an undeniable example that you don't give a fuck whether I"m there or not or you would not every single time take the option that excludes me? Nobody will acknowledge this. I'm being oversensitive, and also making trouble.)
I'm really considering for next year just going on a fucking cruise with Dude, if nobody cares whether I'm there or not. But it won't matter, and it will really only hurt my feelings, when it turns out that nobody misses me if I don't turn up anyway.
But I don't have time to really worry about that, because I have to take everything out of this kitchen where I've been cooking for eighteen years, and find a place for it elsewhere in this 800-square-foot house, and make sure it's somewhere I'll be able to find it again in case I need it during the expected six weeks (and we all know these projects always run over) that I'll be kitchenless.
Anyway. Hope everyone had a lovely turkey holiday. I, sick of turkey, was happy enough to eat ham. The three of us had quiet conversation and caught up on things. I don't know if or when I'll see my niece and nephews, this coming year, but I know it will have to be at my own initiative if I want it to happen, and even then I need to be prepared for it to get last-minute cancelled.
I miss my dad a lot, he would have at least answered my texts.
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leah i trust your judgement, good omens fic recs? 👀👀
Aww, thank you!! I appreciate the vote of confidence. xD
H'OKAY so bear in mind that I am basically brand-new to the fanfic side of this fandom, so, I don't think any of my recommendations are going to be news to anyone who's been here since 2019 or earlier.
That said, these are my favorites so far:
Factory Settings by Anonymous. 107k words, 60 chapters (and written in just two weeks last month, insanely enough).
I've recced this one before and I'll do it again, because it's an absolute blast. Premise is that Crowley DOES end up coming with Aziraphale to Heaven, but turning back into an angel has the unexpected side-effect of...well, restoring his factory settings. Meaning he is exactly the angel he was, with no memory of the last 6000 years. And things begin to unravel from there.
This fic is what finally sold me on Ineffable Bureaucracy, by the way.
Be advised that this IS a Crowley-was-Raphael fic. Since I know people tend to feel strongly about that. And it does apply some of the tropes that Raphael-deniers (and me, despite being a mild Raphael-truther myself) usually dislike. But the whole thing is just so damn impressive that, in this case, I'll allow it. xD
Demonology and the Tri-Phasic Model of Trauma: An Integrative Approach by Nnm. 99k words, 16 chapters.
I'm sure everyone already knows this one, but hey, a lot of my followers seem to be brand-new fans, so maybe I can pass the good word along. The POV character is Aubrey Thyme, Crowley's psychotherapist, as she helps him try to unpack all the trauma of...being Crowley. It's basically one long hyper-intensive character study, and it rules.
Bark Dust by rfsmiley. 8k words, oneshot.
This one is just gorgeous.
It's Aziraphale's POV, set during the Saxon Wars. In battle, Crowley gets run-through with a blessed sword, and the effect is the same as being exposed to Holy Water, but much, much slower. So, you know. Agonizing. And neither he nor Aziraphale can heal it.
...I don't want to spoil anything, but. The way this is resolved actually made me stop and put my face in my hands. It's terrible and beautiful and poignant as fuck.
Highly recommend, with a content warning for gore/descriptions of makeshift surgery.
This Soul Outstreaming by Rend_Herring. 22k, oneshot (essentially a novella).
Okay I won't even front with you. This one is my favorite.
It's Aziraphale's POV, following their relationship across human history, in the style of the show. It's also absurd and wry and heartfelt in the style of the show. And, though it was written in 2019, elements of it predict Season 2 with an eerie degree of accuracy.
The through-line here is specifically the development of their physical intimacy, so, heads-up that this is absolutely Porn-With-Plot. But, in like a
kind of way. Quite literally. You can imagine.
I would also like some recs, if anyone wants to offer them! This is my bedtime reading, lately. xD
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Moving update
I'm grateful to the folks checking in on me and @crowtoed and thought I'd drop a quick update.
We're almost done putting all non-essentials in storage. The many bins are an investment in case we have to do this again. (I have already started researching shipping containers for an overseas move.) I'm going to buy storage unit insurance this week because I have more valuables stowed away than standard homeowners will cover.
My storage unit is almost the same size as the moving truck, which makes it easy to guage if I have to purge/store anything that won't fit. I'm going to hire the biggest trailer from upack.com when it's time to leave. The prices are amazing - less than $4k to move to Connecticut.
The Florida realtor (a condo expert) is viewing my place tomorrow, and with her advice, we'll start on final repairs/refreshes (this place is 23 years old, about when things like windows and tile get rather iffy). My mother graciously gifted me money to cover the majority of the fixes. This move would be a lot harder without her help.
Mom is also letting us stay short-term in her MiL suite a few towns over, so we can sell my condo asap. That means we don't have to worry about timing the purchase of the new house with closing on the old. Plus, I should have a few paychecks rent-free I can sock away / apply towards mutual aid.
We're hoping the condo sells by June or so. Once that happens, I'll use some of the funds towards old debt to nudge my credit rating ever closer to 800 (it's 778 rn, a multi-year project as I used to be in the 400s). Most of the rest of the money will be earmarked for a generous down payment on the new home.
We're still looking in Connecticut and have a realtor there as well. If it's possible, we can afford to fly up a few times to check out houses. The realtor told us our budget for what we want (1500sq ft or larger) is totally doable. The housing market there is weirdly reasonable.
Work is incredibly kind and has said if I need more than 2 weeks to move, I can take whatever time I need. I am fully remote now and blessed to be part of such a progressive company.
We still have some household and personal things to sell, but it's more out of "I no longer like/need this" than an urgent need for money. But thank you to everyone who has offered cash. It means so much to us to have such a strong safety net. If this happened even 5 years ago, we'd have been up shit creek.
Once we close on the new house, we'll drive up asap to move in. This is when we'll know our route and we'll connect with folks along it who have offered to be pitstops for us and the cats. The moving truck will meet us there in 5-7 business days after we leave Orlando.
My HRT Rx also got renewed for 6 months, and with my current stash + a little rationing, I shouldn't have any interruption with my shots, even if pharmacies start refusing me come July.
We're hoping to be all settled in the new home come October, but are dependant on the housing market. But we're stacking as many chips in our favor as we can.
Again, thank you, thank you to everyone who has reached out. I'll update again when something major changes.
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