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eunoia-writes · 2 years

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Shitty First Dates • Conrad fisher

Warnings: n/a

Summery: y/n gets asked on her first date but starts to panic about never having her first kiss so of course her life long best friend Conrad is there to save the day

It was a typical weekend in cousins y/n was having her usual Saturday night movie marathon however this time her parents were going out for a fancy dinner leaving y/n on her own. That’s one thing she hates. Being alone. The world seemed so much louder when she was alone but then it also seemed so quite. So she called the one person she knew would never say no to keeping her company. Conrad.

The phone rang a few times before she heard the voice of Jeremiah answer “y/n, you’re not stealing my brother from us again tonight!” She couldn’t help but laugh hearing the two fisher boys arguing with Conrad telling Jere to give him his phone back and Jeremiah telling him he’s too much of a bitch to say no to y/n. When Conrad eventually got his phone back she heard him running up the stairs

“Hey Connie.” She said she could hear his smile as he said hi back. Conrad always claimed he hated the Nickname Connie but when y/n said it he couldn’t stop his cheeks from getting hot at red. He wasn’t blushing. Conrad didn’t blush. Well that’s what he told everyone.

“Do you maybe wanna come over and watch a movie? My mom and date have gone out and I hate being alone.” Y/n asked although she didn’t need to give him a reason he’d be there without a second thought.

“Of course, I’ll be there soon.” Conrad said before saying a soft goodbye and hanging up. He’d hardly noticed the smile playing on his lips as he walked downstairs until Laurel just had to make a comment.

“What’s the smile about Con? You going to see y/n?” Laurel teased as the grabbed his car keys. Conrad rolled his eyes his smile only getting bigger. He got so shy when it came to y/n. Yes they had been best friends for as long as they could remember. His mom loved to tell him stories of how Conrad would pick flowers everywhere they went for y/n or how in school they refused to sit next to anyone but each other no matter how much teachers tried to seperate the two they’d always end up back next to each other. It wasn’t until they started high school that Conrads feelings for y/n grew into something much bigger.

“No… I mean yes I am going to see y/n.” Conrad said grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge trying to hide his now crimson cheeks

“Oh Connie, when are you going to make her your girlfriend?” Susan said Conrad ignored the question

“Mom don’t call me that!”

“Why not? Y/n calls you Connie.”

“Yeah but she’s y/n.”

The truth is Conrad was terrified of admitted how he felt about y/n. He was terrified that if he told her he didn’t want her like a best friend and she turned him down it would ruin the last 17 years of friendship they had. He couldn’t do that. He wouldn’t.

“Oh Conrad.” Susana said grabbing his face he pushed her hands away before making a quick escape before anything else could be said other than his brother yelling after him that he was a ‘Simp’

When he arrived at y/n’s house practically every light was off expect the soft glow of the tv he could just about see though the curtains. Conrad let himself in with the key her mom had given him a while back as she knew how forgetful y/n was when it came to locking the door.

“Y/n.” He called out not wanting to turn the light on and ruin the atmosphere for her

“Living room.” She said back. Conrad knew her house like the back of his hand even in the pitch black “hi.” She said softly as he fell into the seat next to her

“Why are you watching a horror movie alone when you hate being alone at night enough as it it?” Conrad asked looking over at her y/n smiled

“Because I knew you were on your way and you always make me feel safe.” She said before moving to snuggled into his side pulling the blanket round the both of them. Conrad was glad she wasn’t looking at him so she couldn’t see the smile on his face

The room had been quit for about 20 minutes when y/n’s phone suddenly started ringing causing her to jump before realising it was just her phone. She grabbed the remote pausing the tv and answering the phone moving away from conrad slightly

“Hello?” She asked. She hadn’t checked the caller ID before answer the call. As usual for y/n.

“Hey y/n it’s Daniel, how are you?” Y/n had been crushing on her co worker Daniel for the last month or so and he asked her for her number on her last shift in work.

“Oh, Hi I’m good, how are you?” Conrad looked at her quizzically, and She mouthed, Daniel from work. His eyes widened, and he gestured for her to give him the phone. She waved his hand away.

“I’m great, so I was kinda wondering would you maybe like to go to the carnival with me tomorrow… as a date I mean?” He asked y/n gasped a little

“Yes! I mean yeah I’d love to.” She said trying to keep her cool and not freak out over the phone. After all this was the first date she’d been asked on. Conrad looked at her confused wanting nothing more than to know what was going on.

“Perfect it’s a date, I’ll text you.” Daniel said before they both said goodbye and hung up. Y/n started giggling to herself as she put her phone down

“What?” Conrad asked watching his friend freak out a little

“He asked me on a Date tomorrow!” She said Conrad tried to hide his disappointment at her words but when he saw the sudden look of panic on her face he was more concerned about that than anything else

“What’s wrong?” He asked as she started biting the skin around her nails. A thing she does when shes starting to panic about something conrad pulled her hand away from her mouth rubbing the back of it with his thumb to help calm her

“It’s stupid.” She mumbled

“I’m sure it’s not.” He said. She hated how well he could read her sometimes

“It’s just… this is the first date I’ve ever been on and I haven’t even had my first kiss what if I make myself look like an idiot.” She said her voice was shaky cringing at her own words

“You won’t make yourself look like an idiot I promise.”

“How do you know that?”

“I just do, hey If it makes you feel better I’ll kiss you so then you’ve had your first kiss and it’s not a big deal.” He was half joking but the other half was completely serious. It was probably the jealousy jumping out. The idea of someone other than him being her first kiss was the worst thing he’d ever heard

“You’re not funny Con.”

“Who said I was trying to be funny?”

“I don’t want things to be weird between us.” She said considering it

“It won’t be, just think of it as me doing you a favour.”

“Okay.” She whispered. Conrad was suddenly more nervous than she was. He didn’t think she’d actually agree to it. But he wasn’t going to back out now. His hand slowly came to her cheek brushing her hair behind her ear before he leaned in kissing her softly. The seconds there lips touched neither one of them wanted it to end.

All the previous nerves were suddenly out the window as conrad pulled her onto his lap so she was straddling him and what started as a simple kiss turned into a full on make out. Y/n was the first to pull away panting a little

“That was one hell of a first kiss I’ll say.” He joked watching as her face turned bright red

“Shut up.” Conrad just leaned in kissing her once again neither of them having a single thought in the world that wasn’t each other right then and there.

The pair had abandon the movie they were previous watching and ended up spending the next half an hour making out on her living room couch giggling to themselves every now and then. Right as she was about to lean in again she heard the front door open and the hall light come on.

Y/n jumped off his lap and readjusted herself before pulling him up with her walking out of the living room towards the stairs “oh hi mom, we’re gonna head to bed.” She said conrad following behind her his head still in the make out session they were just having

“Okay sweetie, goodnight and Goodnight too Con.” her mom said she was slightly suspicious as they usually would both just fell asleep on the couch when they had a movie night but not suspicious enough to asked questions

“Goodnight.” They both said before practically sprinting up the stairs and into her room having to shush each other’s giggles.

Y/n dived on her bed crawling under her duvet as conrad pulled his shirt and jeans off. He always slept in her bed in just his boxer but this time y/n caught herself staring at him

“Quit staring at me.” He teased

“You wish.” She said as he got into what was always his side of the bed

“I know it’s gonna be difficult for you to resist me now but you better get some sleep you’ve got a big day tomorrow.” He half joked as she rolled her eyes snuggling into his side finding her usual place on his chest. Y/n ignored his dumb remark feeling her eyes grow heavier by the second

“You smell like strawberries.” She mumbled Conrad smiled to himself

“Had to use Jeres body wash, mine ran out.” He told her but she was already fast asleep.

Y/n had made the mistake of telling Conrad what time her date was so 20 minutes before when he came through her bedroom door flopping on her bed she wasn’t too surprised.

“Don’t go.” He said wrapping his arms around her waist pulling her close to him y/n rolled her eyes pushing him off of her and standing up patting down her dress

“Why wouldn’t I go?” She asked applying another layer of lipgloss in her mirror. Conrad sighed he wanted to say that she should tell this boy to suck it and stay with him but instead she decided to go down the protective best friend route instead

“Because Jere was saying that this Daniel guy has hooked with the whole of cousin.”

“So has Jere.”

“Ugh why do you have to be so difficult.” Conrad pulled her back over to him pouting slightly

“I’ll call you after and let you know how it was.” She said with a smile but conrad only pouted more

“Are you really gonna leave me on my own all night?” And almost on que they heard a car horn outside

“Wow he’s not even gonna come to the door.” Conrad said as she shot him a look grabbing her phone and bag before making her way downstairs conrad following behind her.

“Wish me luck.”

“You don’t need luck you’re you.” He told her pulling her into a hug making sure Daniel could see though the open door “home by 10.”

“Shut up.” Y/n ran over to Daniels car watching as Conrad got in his own. She knew he wouldn’t drive off until they left which only made her hurry into Daniels car.

“Hi.” She said with a smile but he completely ignored it

“Who was that?” He asked pulling out of her driveway. Y/n felt her stomach drop she could already tell his was not how she wanted her first date to go.

“Connie? Oh he’s my best friend we’ve been friends our whole lives.” She said smiling at the thought of him

“You’re best friend is a guy?”

“Yeah!”

“Weird.” Oh how she wished she’d listened to Conrad and stayed home with him.

It had been less than an hour since Conrad had left y/n’s when his phone started ringing and when he saw it was her he felt sick. “Hey, what’s wrong? Are you okay?” He asked he was in the middle of a card game with his mom and Laurel who were now trying to figure out who he was speaking to

“No, can you come get me Connie, I need you.” he could hear her tears through the phone which shattered his heart

“Of course I’ll be there soon.” He told her she mumbled an okay before hanging up. He didn’t even have to tell his mom and Laurel who it was they could tell by how quickly he was out of his seat apologising for having to leave mid game. Of course it was y/n. He’d drop anything for her.

When he arrived at the carnival he found her sat on the curb outside wrapped in her cardigan crying to herself standing up when she saw his car. The second he was close enough she fell into his arms crying harder

“I’ve got you.” Conrad whispered holding her close

“You we’re right I shouldn’t have gone.” She said through tears he let out a soft sigh wiping her tears away

“Come on let’s get you home.”

Conrad did is best to distract her on the drive home from playing her favourite songs and singing along to them despite how awful he sounded. Conrad grabbed her hand trying to do anything to get her to smile

“I want you for worse or for better I would wait for ever and ever Broke your heart, I'll put it back together I would wait for ever and ever!” He sang to her y/n couldn’t help but laugh at his attempts to reach the same notes as Taylor swift

“There’s that smile.” He said as they pulled into his driveway

Conrad was praying that everyone was too busy to notice the pair so he could help y/n avoid the question and just his luck everyone was outside meaning they could get to his room without being seen

“You wanna talk about what happened?” Conrad asked as she sat on his bed across from him. Y/n let out a sigh biting the inside of her cheek slightly

“It was awful from the beginning, he started by calling me weird for having a guy best friend because that’s not something girls do. He spent the whole time talking about himself and then said he only asked me on a date because he knew I wasn’t the kinda girl to just hook up with him so he thought he’d ask me out first.” Y/n explained trying not to get upset again She let out a soft sigh laying back on his bed

“I don’t know, I guess I always hoped my first date would go different. He’d pick me up from my house and actually knock on the front door talk to my mom and dad before we left. And then we’d spend our time together asked each other questions to get to know each other better and then we’d end the date with a ride on the Ferris wheel and he’d kiss me when we’re at the top. I guess I didn’t expect to end up crying on the side of the road having to call you to come and rescue me like you always do.”

Conrad could see the sadness in her eyes and it broke his heart. He didn’t know what to tell her. He didn’t know what to say to make her feel better instead he said something he never thought he’d ever say.

“I’m in love with you.”

Y/n sat back up looking over at him. Conrad felt like he couldn’t breathe. Had he just ruined everything they had? Had he just lost his best friend because of those 5 stupid words?

“You are?”

“Yeah, how could I not be… you’re you y/n.” He’d never seen her smile so wide before she leant in kissing him softly catching him off guard.

“Only took you our whole lives to finally admit it.” She said as he pulled away

“I promise I’ll make our first date better than that shit show.”

“You better.”

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magicalyaku · 9 months

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I had vacation and tooth surgery and thus a lot of time to be lazy! <3 A chunk of it I spent listening to the narrations of some creepypasta series. Though, honestly, I'm not sure they can be called that? They're more episodic paranormal stories. Yes, there's monsters running around and dangerous, maybe scary stuff going on, but they're also incredibly wholesome and soo sweet and very queer! So if you're into that, go look for the stories written by @02321 on r/nosleep and Youtube! My Name's Skyler, I'm a Freelance P.I. narrated by Baron Landred (the title on r/nosleep is I Work as a P.I and a Government Agent approached me to help with a case) and I Deliver Mail to Cryptids narrated by Animas. (And also a bunch of stories more set in the same universe of the Silver King.)

Now back to our regular books! We have 4 princes, 2 kings and 1 queen this month!

Banshee Blues (Nina Blazon): I'm in the editing process of my latest novel, which I'm writing in German, so I felt I should read a German, non-translated book for once. This was the only one in my pile but it is from my favourite German author, so all was well. I have a lot to thank her for. The first novel read from her was Der Dunkle Kuss der Sterne (The Stars' Dark Kiss) and that was the first time I liked first-person viewpoint! Her next book had split POV and different tenses and I had to admit it was done well. Banshee Blues was not quite up to par with her previous works but it went a few new directions than usual which was nice as well. It tried very hard to lead you astray with what's going on and who is evil and who isn't. And while I liked how things turned out between the two leads it would have been monumental to have them stay platonic.

The Fallen King's Penitent Soldier (Tales of the High Court 5) (Megan Derr): Sigh, it's been a ride. I had a good time with the whole series. I love the worldbuilding, really. But it is alright to end it here, while it's still good, you know. In a way, these five stories are all built very similar: Being kidnapped by bad guys, running from the bad guys or running after the bad guys for the first half and afterwards waiting to let other people sort it out. There's probably a limited amount of iterations you can go through while still be interesting. But for these five volumes it was fun! As for book 5 by itself, I think it's a good thing it comes so late in the series. Because it really takes its time. There's a lot introspection going on for the two protagonists which is okay because they go through a lot but it's also very long and sometimes not much else happens. I liked the two of them, I liked how religion was handled, I liked how it went full circle back to Allen's story. I liked the series. Good times. :)

Prince & Knight (Daniel Haack & Stevie Lewis): I wanted this for the pretty pictures. But apparently the universe didn't want me to? I ordered this last year already, but the package went on an odyssee through several cities without ever arriving at my home. I ordered it again this year and … the same thing happened?! 8D The odyssee was shorter this time, mind you, but … why again?! I tried a third time and ordered it for pick up at a local bookstore and that finally worked. Geez! It's a children's picture book so the story is as basic as it goes. Is it goo for children? I wouldn't know. The dragon doesn't die and it's very sweet and very pretty.

In all seinen Farben (Boy Queen) (George Lester): I had some exhausting weeks at work and thought I could use something inspirational. Something about finding your own way and shine. Which happens in this book but there's also a lot of drama going on and I was not prepared for the rock-bottom-hit in the beginning. xD I mean, it was written in the blurb but I've owned the book for a year why should I reread the blurb … I know nothing about drag or make-up or anything in that direction (I did watch like 15 minutes of the drag show at Comic Con Stuttgart last year but that hardly counts), so it was charming and interesting to read about.

We Could Be so Good (Cat Sebastian): I have to apologise to everyone on the waitlist for this at my library because I could have read it faster but … once I realised what sort of direction the 70% drama might take I had a tough time reading on. They were so happy and it was nice and I just did not want to suffer! I did assume, since the book goes out of its way to address how all queer books published during the mid of the last century would have to end badly (and the protagonist outright refusing to read them therefore), it would probably take a turn for a happy ending. That was the only hope that kept me going. If I had known any of the author's other work I maybe wouldn't have worried so much, because it's written in her bio already that she'll only write happy endings?! Well … So for anyone else fearing the drama of a book set in 1959: No queer person was harmed in this book! (Nothing major anyway.) I like the book, though! Enjoyed reading it. Nick and Andy are both sweet. But that fear did something to me, took me a while to recover. :'D

Prince & Assasssin (Perilous Courts 1) (Tavia Lark): I needed something simple for my fragile heart and it seems gay fantasy is my comfort read now in the same way my mom reads stuff named like "The Little Bakery at XYZ Street". And what should I tell you, yeah, there're men who are tenderly and not so tenderly intimate with each other, yeah yeah, but there's also giant talking cats! Giant talking cats! Also, I really like the author's writing style. It's so smooth! I started reading and didn't want to put it down anymore because it read so smoothly! The book itself was so much better than I had expected (which was basically nothing). It won't blow you off your feet but it's pretty enjoyable and surprisingly wholesome. Also the worldbuilding felt just right. I'm looking forward to reading the next volumes soon!

King of Immortal Tithe (Darkmourn 2) (Ben Alderson): Did I buy the expensive hardcover just because I like the illustration more than the one of the paperback? Why hello, that's me. So this is the second fae book I read this year. It's apparently a universal truth now that fae men are the most beautiful and well endowed beings on earth and beyond. Not that I mind, you do you, but why does fae anatomy work the same as humans' actually? Anyway, this is a stand-alone in a series of stories all set within the same universe. I like that concept. Hunting for pieces of lore is fun. Arlo is a feisty character so following him was enjoyable. The switch from enemy to lovers was kinda sudden like … I can see why but personally it still felt sudden. Also Faenir calling Arlo constantly Darling was not my taste but you know, if it's just that, I can overlook it. The twist at the end had me barking out evil laughter (which means approval). I did hold back reading the final chapter until I read the first volume as not to spoil any more! (While they are stand-alones the previous story is referenced in this one.)

Lord of Eternal Night (Darkmourn 1) (Ben Alderson): "He was so tall and his hands were so large and his length was so great and so thick my fingers couldn't touch reaching around it. He was not just a man, he was a god!" I laughed. That's not a literal quote, but a good summary. Yeah. I laughed. And while praising one guy he was also dissing his former lover, the baker's son, for not being as large. Not the poor lad's fault, no need to get mean! Should have known at that point already who was the true evil mastermind. :'P. But in all fairness, there is a little more going on in the story. And well, these books know very well what kind of fantasy they're catering. There's a short guy, a little crafty and feisty, not too weak, and the very tall, very beautiful guy who everyone says is evil, but turns out he isn't so evil, he just has a tragic past, he also falls very hard for the protagonist and oops, maybe he does have some capacity for evil. I did like how the story subverted who's good and who's bad like three times. Otherwise, it's not really complex. But I'm kinda into the ending.

Alpha of Mortal Flesh (Darkmourn 3) (Ben Alderson): The third installment in the series, they've been getting more elaborate with each volume. So instead of the 2 and 3 half characters we had in the first one, there's actually a whole cast in here with motivations and backstories. That was nice. The writing style, however, is still as … trying as hard as in the beginning. It's not bad, mind you, I commend it for trying to use the full range of the English language, but there's a lot of words, making everything longer than needed, and sometimes their choice is really weird. Example: "My tongue broke free. It slithered from the confines of my mouth." But it's just a normal human tongue licking something eagerly yet still very normally! And, they're indie books, yeah, but I do wish all three books would have gone through another round of editing. The unnecessary repetitions and errors made me suffer a little. And while I got a little bored and impatient at the end I do like the story and what it's trying to do. Just that it was trying too hard in some aspects of the writing and not hard enough in others.

That's it for July! Apparently, August will be library month again. My TBR bookshelf disapproves but duh. Let's go and have fun. :P

#yaku reads #books #queer books #lgbtq books #queer lit #bookblr #creepypasta #i deliver mail to cryptids #nick & skyler #we could be so good #darkmourn #lord of eternal night #prince & knight #banshee blues #tales of the high court #perilous courts #prince & assassin #boy queen

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bifangirl09er · 10 months

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Title:They are not Yours, They are Yours

Fandom: Love In The Air, Manner of Death

Rating: Explicit

Relationships: Prapai/Sky, Phayu/Rain, Prapai & Sky & Phayu & Rain, Tan/Bun, That/Sorn, Tan & Bun & That & Sorn, Tan & Everyone, Bun & Everyone, That & Everyone, Sorn & Everyone

Warnings: Non-Con Touching, Past Unhealthy Parts of Relationships, NSFW, Sexual Content

Major Tags: Found Family, Jealousy. Possessive Behavior, Possessive Phayu, Possessive Prapai, Possessive Sky, Possessive Rain, Established Relationships

Summary: For years now...the four of them have been kind of a group that has done everything together. Prapai and Sky are a couple, and so are Phayu and Rain, but the friendship is between all of them. They go out on weekends all the time or just hang out all the time. Tonight is a double date night at their friends' bar. Though, maybe this time, it won't be as fun and nice as usual, when Rain and Sky end up getting hit on by a couple of strangers.

“Two minutes, we were gone for only two minutes. How do people move so fast?” I hear Phayu say next to me. The anger in his voice gets me to turn away from the bar and try to figure out where he is looking at. When I see where he is looking, I see two guys sitting at our table very obviously hitting on Rain and Sky. I can’t help my anger crawl up from the pit of my stomach. I clench my fists, feeling the need to punch something, preferably that smug bastard who thinks it’s okay to run his hand up and down my boyfriend's arm.

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#bl fanfic #lita #prapai love in the air #phayu x rain #prapai x sky #prapaisky #phayu loves rain #ao3 writer #ao3 #ao3 fic #ao3 fanfic #prompt fill #prompt fic

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iheartgarrus · 1 year

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N7 Month Day 30(!!!): Heritage

(AO3 Link - OMG! We're here! I made it! WE made it!! My end note from AO3 is going to go in a separate post on here because I do want to include it. For now, I hope you enjoy this feels-y piece about Calain [Shepard and Garrus's adoptive daughter]. Note that this is pretty much all about adoption-related themes.)

Calain Vakarian was turning 10 years old, and she had a decision to make.

She sat at the dining table staring at the datapad in front of her. On the screen were two holos of herself, taken staring straight at the camera specifically for this reason. Over one, she had drawn on colony markings identical to her father’s - her adoptive father’s - and on the other, she had drawn Invictus markings like the ones in the only holos she had of her birth parents, from their official Hierarchy ID records.

Carthidax and Mercia Veranis. Their names, birth dates, places of birth, and where they had lived when the Reapers came - that was all Calain really knew about them. She’d only been 3 when they died, and even though she still had dreams about Reapers sometimes, her mother and father were never there.

But… they were still her parents. And so were Garrus and Viola. So what was she going to do?

Neither Palaven nor Invictus was really home to her. She’d only been to Cipritine a few times to visit Grandpa Castis and Aunt Sol, and Invictus was just fuzzy memories from the group home before she came to live on the Citadel. But there were no Citadel markings - turians born there inherited them from their parents.

She idly zoomed in and out on each photo. It felt wrong to make a “pros and cons” list like she’d learned in school - this was too big for that. But if she couldn’t decide for the reason she was supposed to, maybe she’d just pick the ones she liked better. The ones from the part of Palaven that Dad was from were blocky, but a nice shade of blue - hers would be a little lighter to stand out on her dark brown plates. The Invictus markings were more elaborate. They were usually white, and they covered most of the person's face in precise shapes across their forehead, nose, chin, and mandibles.

She liked them both, really. They each tugged at her heart for reasons she couldn’t understand.

A distressed subvocal rumble started to rise in her chest, but she pushed it down, not wanting Dad to hear from the next room. They’d said this was her decision to make, and she didn’t want them to think she couldn’t handle it.

She sucked in a breath and let it out slowly. What else was there? There weren’t many turians from Invictus on the Citadel, so maybe she should try to fit in? The ones in her class were starting to wear their markings, and she hadn’t seen any yet. Then again, her parents were always saying not to worry about “peer pressure”.

Calain wished someone could tell her the right thing to do. She didn’t want to make her parents feel like she didn’t love them or wished she was still on Invictus. They said they would support her decision no matter what - that it was okay and even admirable to want to honor the place she was born.

She swiped the two holos aside for the moment and pulled up the few that the group home had sent - the only ones she had of herself on Invictus. None with her birth parents. Any of those that had existed were lost in the war.

Her mandibles trembled a little. She didn’t usually think about them - it was so long ago and she didn’t remember them anyway - but now, trying to make this decision, she wondered. She asked questions she’d never asked before.

Did they die saving her? Would they be happy with her new home?

The folder the photos were stored in was labeled the same as it had been when the home first sent it: “Calain Veranis - 2188”. Vakarian had only officially been her name for not even two years, but she would probably have it forever now. Someday Shepard too, even if Mom was nervous about it.

Would that have made Carthidax and Mercia sad?

She flicked back to the two side-by-side photos. This time she only needed a few moments to think before she shut off the datapad and went to the living room where her parents were watching a vid. Her nervous subvocals gave her away before she could say anything, and Dad paused the vid. "Hey, c'mere," he said, waving her over. "What's going on?"

They made room for her on the couch, but she stayed standing - she wanted to be able to see them both when she told them. "Um…" she started, twisting her fingers around each other. "I think… No, I know. I've decided. About the colony markings."

Mom smiled a little. "That's great, Calain! What did you decide?"

She took a very deep breath, her heart beating fast. "I want Invictus markings," she forced out all at once. Then, before Mom or Dad could react: "It's not that I don't want yours, Dad, or that I don't like Palaven. It's just that they're- I mean, my parents - my birth parents - they're gone and I don't have their name anymore, and I like having your name but I don't want it to be like- like they never existed, so I thought-"

"Hey, hey, slow down," Dad said gently, taking her hand and tugging her into his arms. She hadn't even realized her subvocals were so all over the place until he interrupted, but she eagerly accepted the hug. She felt Mom's hand rubbing her back too, and when she felt a little bit calmer, Dad pulled back to look at her. "You don't need to worry, sweetheart - we meant it when we said we'd support you no matter what. All that matters is that you're sure and that you took the decision seriously."

"And it's obvious you did," Mom added. "I think you've got a very good reason, wanting to honor them in some way, and I'm proud of you." She leaned over to kiss Calain's cheek and pulled her into a hug as well. "We love you so much, and so did they. It's okay that they're a part of you, too."

Calain wrapped her arms around Mom and squeezed hard, her subvocals buzzing with relief and love and safety. "Thank you," she said, her voice muffled in Mom's shoulder. "I love you guys, too."

#mass effect #n7month #n7 month 2022 #shakarian #kidfic #fanfic #my work #I'M GONNA FUCKIN CRY

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tiannasfanfic · 2 years

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Catharsis: Chapter 6

Adrian Chase/Vigilante x Reader

Story Summary: (Updated Description) Based on true events, a reader insert story. Please read at your own discretion. After four years, an abusive relationship has finally come to an end. What should be a mostly happy time soon turns sour when the ex begins stalking you. Not knowing what to do, or who to turn to for help, you try to deal with the situation on your own. As things continue to escalate, it doesn't take long before its affecting all aspects of your life. Your coworkers suspect something is up, but it isn't until Adrian Chase witnesses everything first hand that they learn the truth.

Chapter CW: Psychological abuse in stalking, though it’s more like mentions for this chapter rather than full out depictions like in the previous chapters. But that slow burn tho. 😉

Chapter Word Count: 1,651

Tag List (comment to be added): @pansinspace @uncle-eggy @pretendfan @alicefallsintotherabbithole

Chapter 6: (Crossposted to AO3)

Movie night was uneventful, but fun. Chris brought more pizza and beer. While you all had a couple of cans each throughout the night to relax, no one seemed willing to go much beyond a comfortable buzz. While you all weren’t necessarily waiting for something to happen, you were all in an unspoken agreement to be ready in case something did. While you knew you wouldn’t be very useful in any situation that could occur here, at least you would be clear headed enough to provide a good witness statement.

Eagly perched himself next to you on the back of the couch. Eagly always liked sitting by you whenever there was food around because he had figured out a long time ago that you were absolutely weak to animals begging for food. Leota and Keeya’s dogs were the same way. Once animals figure out who they can easily con food out of, they never forget. And so, you always kept a small bag of Eagly’s favorite chips nearby, that way he wasn’t eating even worse than he already was. Whenever he nudged your head with his saying he wanted a bite of pizza, you gave him a chip. Eagly was fine with this.

It was an early night for you since Monday morning had a start time of 6am. Aside from Chris and Adrian, everyone always got to work by 8am. Harcourt never could get the two of them to work on time, but since they were the muscle, it usually worked out. Chris was still over when you went upstairs but was gone by the time you got up. Adrian was asleep on the couch when you came downstairs. He was shirtless again and sprawled out on his back with a pillow over his face, the sound of soft snores floating up from under it. His jeans had sagged down a bit around his hips, showing off that V cut below his stomach muscles that disappeared into his jeans. You couldn’t help but admire the view for a minute before quietly slipping out of your apartment to go to work. You may have been a wreck mentally, but you certainly weren’t dead.

Everything was quiet until Wednesday afternoon when you got a text from your ex.

“Hey. I need to come get the rest of my stuff at some point. What’s a good day for me to come by?”

That was a surprise. You wanted advice before answering though.

You got up from your desk and went to Harcourt’s office, where she was trying to reason with Adrian.

“That was probably a one time thi- Y/N! Good timing!” Harcourt said, relief and exasperation in her voice. “Would you please tell Adrian that actually needing a chainsaw in this line of work was probably a one-time deal and we don’t need several backups?”

“But what if I need the chainsaw and someone else is using it!” Adrian protested.

Harcourt stared at him. "We’re black ops, not a landscaping company.”

“Harcourt does have a point,” you said, and Adrian pouted. “We’d probably be better off getting a weed eater.”

Adrian scoffed.

“You couldn’t use a weed eater to kill somebody, Y/N,” he said, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. “You could use the wire as a garrote maybe, but that’s it.”

“They make weed eaters with saw blades,” you said.

Adrian’s head snapped up in your direction, his eyes wide. “Say what now?”

You found yourself reminded of the war propaganda videos from the movie version of Starship Troopers. ‘Would you like to know more?’ Adrian would now be rapidly clicking the ‘Learn More’ button. That mental image made you bite back a giggle.

“Well, they’re not saw blade, saw blades,” you said. “The ones I’ve seen are made of plastic and look more like tiny chain saw blades that spin, but they’re made to take care of really tough weeds and brush.”

Adrian looked like he wanted to kiss you. He looked at Harcourt as he pointed at you. “Can we get one of those instead?”

Harcourt, on the other hand, looked like she wanted to kill you. “Absolutely fucking not!”

This seemed like a suitable time to steer the conversation off onto something else before Adrian also had you convinced the team could really use a weed eater with saw blades. He could be convincing when he wanted to be, and his logic wasn’t hard for you to follow. Most of the time, you found yourself agreeing with his insane ideas, even though you usually kept that to yourself.

“I think my ex may finally want to settle things,” you said, holding up your phone.

Harcourt and Adrian listened as you read them the text. Harcourt looked amazed; Adrian looked smug.

“Huh,“ Harcourt said, her eyes narrowing in suspicion. “This seems pretty sudden. I wonder if it’s some sort of a trick.”

“Fuckhead knows he’s done,” Adrian grinned. “I think I made myself clear this weekend.”

“Wait, what?”

You had assumed Chris would fill Harcourt in since he told her everything, whether she wanted him to or not. Not this time though. Everyone that knew seemed to be doing their best to be discreet about everything, which you really appreciated. You had been doing a lot of thinking and realized this whole situation was helping you weed people out of your life. A lot of people who you thought were your friends weren’t, and the people you thought were only your coworkers had your back better than anyone else. It was not the flip you ever would have expected, but, then again, nothing ever happens like you expect it.

You both filled Harcourt in on what happened over the weekend. That was when you found out what exactly Adrian had said Saturday night.

“What a fucking little chicken shit,” was the first thing that had gotten your ex’s attention.

But it was the second part that damn near killed you.

“I knew Evergreen was home to some dumbass inbred racist hick cocksuckers, but I didn’t know we were home to such gigantic limp dick chicken shit assholes like you, too.”

That definitely explained your ex’s reaction. Adrian always had a sixth sense on knowing exactly what to say to piss someone off. Your ex was no exception to this. The words Adrian had chosen were a sure-fire way to get under your ex’s skin instantly and Adrian had gotten exactly the reaction he wanted.

Harcourt listened to it all with a look of amazement and even cracked a grin a couple of times. With her now filled in, the two of them helped you respond.

“Saturday after four is the only day I’m available. You can stop by any time after that,” was the reply.

“I mean a day when you’re at work. I’d rather not see you or your new boy toy.”

Adrian turned all the shades of red at that one as a dopey smile came to his face. Harcourt briefly took over your phone.

“No, you may not come another time. The locks have been changed. You will have to come by on a day that my schedule allows. You may come by Saturday after 4pm to collect the remainder of your belongings. That is when I’ll be available to do it.”

“Why the fuck did you change the locks??? I never came by without telling you!”

“That’s how he’s justifying his behavior?” Harcourt asked, sounding a bit stunned. “By saying he always told you he went over there?”

“I guess that’s what he calls coming over at all hours while I was home,” you said. “That's his version of telling me, just showing up and walking in.”

Adrian grumbled, twirling a knife in his hand. He’d been doing that ever since you read the first message to them.

Harcourt ignored that last message in her response and continued on.

“Just so you are aware, this will take place under the direct supervision of my coworkers, Emilia Harcourt and Adrian Chase. I will not be alone; they will both be there.”

“Why you and not Chris?” you asked her as she handed your phone back to you.

“Since your ex chose to involve the two of us, we should leave it at just the two of us unless he decides to drag more people in,” Harcourt explained. “If the situation is dying down, which his change in attitude could be an indicator of, I don’t want it to escalate if all he wants to do is grab his shit and go.”

You nodded, understanding. “And introducing a new person into it, especially someone like Chris, might make it worse and he go back into fight mode.”

“Exactly. Chris’ heart is in the right place, there’s no denying that, but his eagerness to help could make things worse.”

“Didn’t he used to say ‘peace at any cost’ or something like that?”

You had read everyone’s official files after you were brought onto the team, but you couldn’t remember the exact phrasing of what Chris’ old motto was.

“Yeah, something like that,” Harcourt chuckled.

“I can handle anything Fuckhead has the balls to try,” Adrian said, still twirling the knife. Then he tossed it without looking at an old dartboard that had come with the office. It hit dead center of the bullseye. “Let’s not tell Peacemaker any of that though. He’s still my BFF and I don’t want to hurt his feelings.”

Despite widespread belief, Adrian did know when it was a better idea not to escalate a situation.

Sometimes.

Luckily, this was one of those times.

The final response from your ex came in right then, finalizing the plan.

“Whatever. I’ll be there Saturday.”

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eddieeeeeeee · 2 years

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Part 3 of Omega Will (Halstead) and Alpha Connor (Rhodes).

It had been the seventh time Will had puked this morning, not counting when he woke up out of the blue and puked over the bed sheets AND had to wake Connor up because he didn't want either of them lying/sleeping in a puke covered bed.

Connor just kept rubbing Will's back and comforted him. Will was on the verge of crying, not just because the puking was beginning to become painful; but something felt wrong.

'Will?', It was Connor. Will realized he had probably spaced out between puking episodes.

'Are you okay?'

'Yeah.. No, No I'm not. Something feels wrong I- I don't know where but something is wrong.'

Will shuddered as a cold shiver ran down his spine, 'Can we get up now? Cuddle on the couch maybe?'

Will looked at Connor with his big brown puppy eyes; not that he needed to do that, Connor would have agreed either way.

After they had both left the bathroom, Connor Bridle-Style carried Will to the couch and sat him on the furniture.

'Con.. If I'm thinking right and this sickness could be something else...'

'Do you want to take the test Will?' Connor asked, knowing exactly what Will was thinking.

'Yes, that's precisely what I want to do. What if it's negative and I'm just sick?'

Connor sighed , 'We'll find out when that "What if" happens, Okay?'

'Yeah, I hope you're right Connor.'

'You say that too much.'

They both laughed. Realizing how much Will had said that in the past few months.

*~~~~~*

Will almost screamed.. If that was good or bad he didn't really care, he'd taken the test and it came back - POSITIVE - He was ready to start crying right now.

He didn't know how he was going to tell Connor, considering Connor was at work because Will had told him he was being a "Hover". Connor was reluctant to return to work at this point in time, but he agreed - because y'know it's Will you can't say no- he left at 5am and would be coming back at 8pm.

*~~~~~*

Will was contemplating telling Jay (and Adam because they were a couple, about time really). So Will picked up his phone and dialed Jay's number.

!~~! Phone Call

'What did you do?'

'Hello to you to Jay, I was wondering-'

'Are you dying?'

'Wha- No! I'm not dying!'

'Oh okay, what's up?'

'So, before you rudely interrupted me. I was wondering if you and Adam have any time to hang out.. like today?'

'No we don't... But we can go into another room so you can tell us what you want to say in private.'

'That would be good, where are you by the way?'

'Uhhhhhh.. Crime scene?'

'Oh my god- Jay! Call me back when you get home or the District, but it has to be before 7 tonight, okay?'

'Ha. Alright little brother, I'll call soon.'

'2 years Jay Michael Halstead. 2-Y-E-A-R-S. But fine, We will talk soon.'

!~~! Phone Call Ended

*~~~~~*

Will got the call back around half past 6 that night. Having already curled into bed feeling sick the second time that day. He rolled over onto his stomach and picked up his phone and answered the face time from Adam.

!~~! Facetime

'Hey Will! Oh you look pale like more pale than usual, are you okay?'

'Yeah, I'm good at least I'm not dying.'

'Okay good!'

'Hey where's Jay?'

'Oh! He's in the shower' - Adam looked behind himself - 'He should be out soon.'

'Alright. Hey Adam, Omega to Omega - Man to Man, I wanna tell you first and see how you think of it.'

'Okay?'

Will got up and took his phone with him, went into the bathroom and sat on the vanity making sure not to knock anything off.

'I'm-' Will picked up his positive pregnancy test - 'Pregnant!' - He showed the camera the test and Adam's face lit up with joy.

'Omg! Wait, you're not pranking me are you?'

'Of Course not Ads! Why would I?'

In the background of Adam's call Will heard the shower turn off, the next thing he heard made both he and Adam laugh out loud;

'What's all the yelling for, what are you two conspiring?!'

'Better come quick Jay! Before we finish our plans to ruin your reputation!'

Will was sent into another bout of laughter at what Adam had said.

Jay came out in a black shirt and black track pants, climbing onto the bed and laying on top of Adam.

'Hey! Get off!'

'Yeah Jay got off him, I want another brother by the end of the year!'

'Oh, you want another one?! I might just get rid of him just to rub it in your face!'

Adam and Will both yelled in unison 'NO!'

When they had all stopped laughing and wheezing Jay finally asked -

'So? what's up?' - He'd gotten off of Adam and the couple were both sitting up against the headboard of the bed and cuddling.

Will let out a breath and looked down to study the hidden test in his hand. He didn't know how Jay would react, with genetics and all...

'Jay... I- I'm pregnant.'

He once again held up the test.

'*gasp* That's amazing Will! Congrats. Have you told Connor?'

'No. I haven't, I took the test after he went to work. I wanted to tell him after.'

'He left you at home!'

'Adam.. I MADE him go to work, he didn't leave me here.'

'okay good.'

Will heard a door open, then checked the time.

'oh shi- I gotta go, keep this a secret please.'

'Of course little bro.'

'Of course Will.'

'Bye guys, I'll see you around!'

Jay and Adam spoke in unison;

'Bye!!'

!~~! Facetime ended

Will hid the test in his back pocket, and trudged downstairs to see Connor putting his favorite takeaways and the kitchen counter.

'I love you Connor Rhodes.'

Will walked over to Connor and stood beside him with his arms outstretched for a hug. Connor turned to Will, he didn't embrace Will instead he wrapped his arms around Will's waist and pulled him in for a kiss. Will reacted by wrapping his arms around Connor's neck and deepening the kiss.

'What was that for?'

'I wasn't ready to leave you alone. I couldn't think when I didn't know if you were safe or not.'

'That reminds me, why are you home early?'

'Maggie sent me home, apparently she could "sense my distress".

'Hmm okay.'

*~~~~~*

During dinner Will was reminded about the test in his back pocket he had to show Connor. So, Will plucked up the courage and stood up in front of Connor.

'Everything okay, Sunshine?'

Will opened his hands and pushed them towards Connor. Connor looked between Will and Will's hands.

'You're pregnant?'

'Yeah.. I found out this morning. I told Adam and Jay..'

'That's okay, I'm glad you told me tonight instead of tomorrow.'

Will chuckled and hugged Connor, clinging to him.

'Connor Rhodes, carry me to bed.'

'Yes of course, your majesty.'

*~~~~~*

Fin

Part 4 and angst coming soon :)

#omega will halstead #alpha connor rhodes #chicago med #alpha Jay halstead #omega adam ruzek #Mpreg

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larissaligus · 2 years

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Interview with John Frusciante on February 24, 2001 (The Invisible Moment, part 5)

John says we can’t view his new album as a diary of what happened to him the last few years. At least not of what was visible to the outside world. 'This album is about everything that happened deep inside of me.’ Record opener Going Inside is a good example, John thinks. 'That song is about the value of doing nothing. Because the older you get, the greater the pressure to make something out of your life. You have to study, to be creative, to work, to be social, to make money, to be successful'.For society, you have to improve constantly, especially in America. I don’t care about that. I’m at a point where I discovered the value and advantage of complete emptiness. I’ve found satisfaction in things as elementary as sitting down. Letting the world pass me by. Going Inside, to see what’s down there. Drugs helped me with that, yes.’

In the meantime, John might be clean, but he doesn’t rule out that he will use some again in the future. 'But in a different manner. I look forward to doing nothing for a year and not to worry about money. Or about what others think about me. You see, to enter yourself is not visible to others; that’s what makes it hard. Others think you are doing nothing. But I see it as a way to meditate. Devoting my life to tripping my head out. Without sometimes having those periods of emptiness, I wouldn’t be able to do what I’m doing now. What I did on Californication, I wouldn’t have been able to do without the years that came before it.’

THAT THOSE PERIODS OF EMPTINESS CAN GO COMPLETELY WRONG, is something John has experienced too. During the Paradiso-concert, during one of his talks between songs, he pointed out that he once was dead for some time’. So to say. And after that he just had his rebirth. 'How can I explain' The elements that make me who I am, the spirits that sum up to the vitality that’s usually within me, weren’t there for some time. Nine months, to be precise. That number makes the illusion of rebirth even prettier [laughs]. It was 1997. Worst time of my life. I just wasn’t there. I was nothing. If someone addressed me as John Frusciante, I felt like a con. If someone reminded me of something I made in the past, my first solo-record for example, it was like I was talking about the work of a stranger. I didn’t exist. I had become an empty place of my own.’

How it went down exactly, John doesn’t remember, but eventually he came back to life. 'That was a process of about three months. I slowly started to feel regular feelings and sensations again. I remember I used to write an awful lot in that period. Notebooks and notebooks. And I used to dance a lot. But from the inside, maybe. I probably did nothing that was of any value to an outsider, maybe not even something visible, but slowly I could become John Frusciante again. Shortly after that I ended up in a rehabilitation clinic, and I got better physically too. The stars finally aligned.’

The time for the interview is over. One final question: Whether drugs, in whatever way, still played a role in John’s life. 'No. I still look for the kick, but now through other means. Innocent, natural things. For example, I take valerian. Most people fall asleep when they take that, I get fucked up. But there’s one big difference with the past, when I got in that state with heroine: I feel good when I get up the next morning. And you can talk to me all day.’

HE'S

REMARKABLE

The message that John Frusciante explicitly allows recordings of his shows, clearly had reached the Paradiso-audience, as became clear seeing many spectators with cameras and audio-equipment. Their recordings may not bring in much because of that, but the people will be careful with them, because this was a special show. Frusciante might come across way more shy than his charismatic bandmembers of the Red Hot Chili Peppers, but when he’s alone on stage with his acoustic guitar, he turns out to be a captivating and liberating personality that loves to make contact with his audience. He chatters between all songs, and answers the questions he can hear. After about six songs, he encourages his audience to make requests, which he will keep playing for the rest of the show. When he doesn’t know how the rest of the song exactly went, he just tries it again. The request to play Under The Bridge, he doesn’t find appropriate for the moment, after which he spontaneously explained it’s a rip off of David Bowie’s Andy Warhol, which he plays ad hoc in his totality. The transition to the refrain turns out to be copied form T-Rex, which he makes clear moments later. A lot of covers pass in review, but of course he also plays a lot of his own songs. Frusciante has huge technical capabilities, but he doesn’t always seem to care about them. What he sings and plays is not at all times right, but it is extraordinarily intense. His songs are melancholic and even sad, and not accessible to everyone. When he sings and talks about something, he is open and honest, and together with his eager speeches, it makes for a very personal show during which everybody is hanging upon his lips. He does encores until he’s not allowed anymore, and after that, he goes and talks with the people in the audience. He uncovers himself from all mysteries, until you clearly see who he is: a very wayward artist, upright and admirable.

#red hot chili peppers #john frusciante #john ❤️#rhcp #spotify

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islandofsages · 2 years

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HELLO HERE'S THE RAMBLE-Y ASK

to start, CONGRATULATIONS ON YOUR YOIMIYA!!! you may have lost the 50/50 but she still came home in the end!! i am unfortunately skipping her bc i got her when she had her first banner but if she has a rerun next year and i'm not planning on pulling anyone around her then i'm 100% going for cons

ALSO ABOUT THE SLIP UPS, I ABSOLUTELY AGREE!! i don't know if it's just me but man, i read through what i write like 50 times before sending an ask or posting something even if it's just one sentence — I GUESS IT'S JUST ANXIETY BUT I FEEL LIKE THERE'S NO WAY PEOPLE JUST TYPE SOMETHING OUT AND THEN POST IT?? there's gotta be at least a once-over, right?? it's important to catch mistakes especially when it comes to pronoun slip-ups :( i really wish there was more inclusion in the fanfic community, not even just when it comes to gender, but sexualities, skin colors, different body types, even disabilities, etc!!

if i came across a fanfic about a chubby, aroace, nonbinary reader who gets support for their identity, mental disorders & disabilities, and comfort for their insecurities? i would actually ascend to the clouds. i would read that fic so many times until i'm able to recite it word for word. THIS IS THE KINDA STUFF I WISH I CAME ACROSS MORE. omg and neopronouns. i use a set of neopronouns do you know how cool it'd be to me to read a fanfic with a reader who uses cub/cubs pronouns AAAJSJDKSKS

i know fanfics are usually made to be super ambiguous so most people can insert themselves but if there can be specified genders that only people who identify as that gender can read then i feel like people could expand into other things as well. maybe they wouldn't get a ton of likes but even the smallest chance that it'd make someone's entire day should be enough to post it yk??

i actually have my own writing blog that i haven't really posted on much, but what i have posted has been romantic x readers because i know that's what gets attention. i mean i don't mind romantic x readers i think they're fun to read even though i don't feel romantic attraction myself but I ABSOLUTELY PREFER PLATONIC X READERS BUT I AM KINDA AFRAID TO WRITE THEM BC I DIDN'T KNOW IF ANYONE WOULD ACTUALLY READ THEM

but after coming across your account, which i am SO GLAD EXISTS, i realize big numbers don't matter, what matters is that the right people see the fics and are happy to know that there's people in this reader insert community that are just like them!!

(about the misgendering thing; i have a funny story! so i have a new therapist, and she's really cool she's the first therapist that i have ever seen to ask for my preferred name and pronouns — which fyi is extremely rare in this really small Catholic town i live in FISEK — and actually understand my aroace identity. yesterday, we were having our session in her car at my house and my dad had come home from work for lunch and stopped to say hi, said something about me to her that misgendered me. when he walked away my therapist turned towards me and asked "you looked anxious when he was walking over here, are you okay??" and i was like "yeah i just knew he was gonna misgender me :(" and then we talked about how it made me feel and she was SO VALIDATING. i mentioned how i live in a very small conservative town; it's very homophobic and transphobic here, very VERY hard to find another queer person. but my therapist told me that there are actually quite a few trans people in my town that she sees and that i'm absolutely not alone here AND THAT MADE ME SO HAPPY BC AAAAA)

^ that was longer than i meant for it to be JDJWKEKD

i swear kid's shows are so good with the found family trope — Alvin and the Chipmunks, Sonic, MY LITTLE PONY

AND THE FOUND FAMILY IN GENSHIN AAA the first thing that comes into mind is albedo and klee, i adore them both in my heart alice has adopted albedo and that alone makes me so DANG HAPPY

ABOUT THE QPRS I FRICKIN AGREE it isn't something that's exclusive to aspec people, i feel like sometimes allos end up in something like a qpr unintentionally?? like before i realized i was aroace i was very close to one of my friends — cuddling, hand holding, etc — if i knew what a qpr was back then i'd have asked about being in one with them. EVEN IF I DIDN'T END UP REALIZING I WAS AROACE and just managed to find out what a qpr was i still would have brought it up with them yk??

i have never officially been in a qpr because i'm too awkward and i have really bad social anxiety LOL but HEY, that's what fictional characters are for HEHE

I'M ALSO THE ELDEST SIBLING!! i have one brother and he's 16 months younger than me and an asshole HAHA

i'm so attached to the idea of an older brother, specifically a protective one, because the idea of having a sibling older than me who wants to protect me makes me feel so safe and secure in an environment where i'm not and AH!! that's probably why i'm so attached to thoma as a big brother

ironic bc he's a shield character DKISKEKD

AND THANK YOU FOR PUTTING UP WITH MY REALLY LONG ASKS AND TENDANCY TO RAMBLE i currently have diagnosed adhd but i'm not being treated yet and i am just so bad about being overly talkative people have told me i don't even stop to BREATHE when i speak

which is true, i get so out breath after a while that i'm literally gasping HDISKEKDKO

ANYWAY I HOPE YOU HAVE AN AMAZING DAY ❤️❤️

- 🐯

THANK UUUUUU i mean i spent so much on her it almost feels like a lost yknow? but thats just me being ungrateful HAHA in the end she's very worth it shes so fun to play also shes ADORABLEEEE UGH also oooo initial banner yoimiya haver huh? based af. also the fact that you even want her cons what a chad

SAME THOOOO especially when it comes to messaging i have to double-check everything,, and FRRR WE NEED MORE DIVERSITY IN FICS actually i do plan on writing chubby reader bc im chubby myself :D i just want my comfort charas to think my chubbiness is cute instead of it being an ugly trait LOL also omg yes neopronouns i actually used to go by some neos but then nobody used them so i stopped using them myself too LMAOOOOO

and yeah true like while x reader fics are mostly written to appeal to the general masses, sometimes it's just not enough yknow? like sure i could settle for gn!reader but goddamn the euphoria i get from male reader fics....immaculate. and yeah i used to write romantic fanfics for the same reason - for clout. i mean, i did enjoy it somewhat but at the same time, it's not the only thing i wanted to do. not when non-romantic relationships are deemed insignificant.

so i started this blog. im very, very aware of the lack of attention i get but i genuinely dont care. bc at least im actually doing what i wanna do instead of doing what most people do to easily grab attention. like sure, your ayato x reader marriage fic got 10k notes - so what? marriage and romance are so overrated, especially those two combined. the only time i'll ever write a marriage fic is for a (queer)platonic marriage lmao

god bless your therapist's soul thats so nice of her!! i can relate to living in a small conservative town LMAO literally no one i know is queer (well at least, not outwardly which is understandable bc my whole country is very queerphobic). hope you find your trans buddies soon!!!

YEAHHHH tbh the whole knights of favonius is just a big happy family. also zhongli and hu tao + xiao,, and yeah that's the thing tho - ive seen people say that qprs were like normal back then but suddenly now they're not?? the only difference is that back then no one had a word for it. but now we do!! so we gotta educate and spread awareness!!! ive been in a qpr and it lasted like 5 months LMAO tbh i didnt really treat my ex any different from when we were friends,, so now we're back to being besties teehee

PFFFFT younger brothers are like that,, mine is a lazy ass motherfucker who contributes nothing to my life or even society. hate his ass. and yeah tho i dont really think about it, the thought of having an older sibling caring for you and being a role model for you is appealing...which is why i enjoyed childe's story quest LMAO but yass big brother thoma supremacy 🔥🔥🔥

IT'S OKAY you can talk to me about anything !! i actually like talkative people bc im really quiet irl so at least i dont have to come up with topics to talk about and overthink LMFAO

i hope you have an amazing day too hun <3 you dont mind me calling you that right? i have a tendency to call people endearing nicknames so please do tell me if you're uncomfortable with it !!

#not writing #ask #🐯 anon

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living-d3ad-gh0ul · 7 months

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Tuesday 17th October 2023, 02:45am

I really should be asleep right now. But I can't seem to get comfortable and when I do, my brain just won't shut up. So here I am, writing to you. I've been thinking about you a lot lately. I don't know why. I think I've been missing you a bit. Is it strange to miss you? I don't know. I'm sorry if it is.

I really hope your blood tests came back okay and everything is all well with your health. Do you know when you'll have surgery yet? I was thinking about that the other day and hoping I hadn't missed it, so I could wish you good luck for it. I'm really glad to hear that you've found a job you can do that will turn into a career too and that you can get the training for it. Has that happened yet? Or are you still waiting?

I knew you were thinking of leaving the band, and that's okay. If it's ran it's course for you, then I'm sure your bandmates will be understanding, especially if they're your friends. I really hope the last two shows went well and that you enjoyed playing them at least and I hope the last show you do next month is good too. Will it be near your birthday? Because I know that's coming up really soon too. It's the week after I get back from another comic con, I go away on 17th November and come home on the 19th, so I'm just gone for the weekend. This time it's in Wales, I've only been there once when I was a kid.

Aw no poor Chonky :( I really really hope she's okay now. It sucks when our pets get sick, because they don't have a voice to tell you exactly what's wrong, so it can be pretty worrying. It's a good job that owners can usually tell though when something's wrong and what it could be, because they know their pet well. But it sounds like you did the right thing for her and I hope she's feeling much better now. I'm sure she loved having you look after her and care for her and make sure she was all okay.

Don't worry about streaming and stuff, you can come back to it whenever you feel like it, whenever you have the time. I look forward to the next time you do, I've missed chilling in your chat and just.. hanging out. I liked it before. I actually was playing some of the Cyberpunk DLC myself the other week, it was quite fun haha. But I definitely think I need to start upgrading my PC soon. Definitely a new fan and CPU and maybe a secondary SSD. I would upgrade my GPU but those are so expensive and my 1080 still serves me well at the moment.

I'm sorry it's been a little bit since I last wrote, I've just been busy with work mostly. I haven't had much going on or much exciting happening. Apart from going over to Belfast to surprise my best friend, that was quite cool. We went to another convention, I just booked a flight and a hotel and turned up. She had no clue I was coming and was really surprised when I got there haha. I literally just went over for like.. 24 hours. I'd felt bad cause I had to cancel a trip to go see her at the end of this month just due to work and not being able to get the holidays and stuff. So I was pretty upset and just wanted to do something kinda.. fun and spontaneous? Idk

Ian Somerhalder walked by me too and didn't even notice it, it wasn't until my best friend pointed him out and I was like "oh shit" hahaha. But I was more excited about Peter Facinelli and Jackson Rathbone from Twilight, I used to love that when I was like.. 14. I would have met Ian and Paul too, but it was far too expensive for me. Maybe some day I will. I recently started watching The Vampire Diaries again, since it's spooky season and all and I haven't watched it for years. So I've went right back to the start, I'm at the end of season 1 right now where Isobel is in it (I hate Isobel. And I fucking hate John Gilbert too)

It was also my dad's birthday on 8th October. That was a pretty hard day. I was quite sad and upset all day, but I watched a lot of my dad's favourite programs and stuff and tried to distract myself. Red Dwarf, Monty Python, The Mighty Boosh (which me and my dad actually started watching together) and some Billy Connolly. I also listened to some of his favourite music too. And I got a clootie dumpling from a local bakery (it's like a Christmas pudding kind of but not as rich), coincidentally it was the same bakery me and my dad and grandma and grandpa would go to, it was just down the street from my grandma's house. My grandma used to make him one for his birthday every year when he was a kid, instead of a birthday cake because it was cheaper. And he loved it. It was one of his favourite things. He'd always ask me to bring him some down when I'd go down and visit him in Nottingham, because you can't really get it anywhere in England and to make a proper one yourself, it's a bit of a pain and really easy to mess up if you don't do certain things right lol. When he was in the nursing home, I remember one day the chef had came to talk to him and asked him about food he liked and stuff. He was telling me that they'd asked him what kind of birthday cake he wanted and my dad immediately asked if he could have a dumpling. The chef agreed and said they absolutely could do that and I remember my dad being so so happy. His face was just.. completely lit up, big wide smiles, all excited. I think that's what made me extra sad, because he had been so excited for his birthday and his dumpling. He really liked the simple things in life, honestly.

So even though he wasn't here, he got his dumpling. I went out early on the Saturday morning and picked it up, had a chat with the guy who owns the bakery (who actually weirdly recognised me and asked me who my family were, so I told him and he immediately remembered me from when I was a kid, telling me about how he remembered I'd come in with my grandma to get the rolls and the papers, how I'd come in with my dad for a yum yum or a strawberry tart lol. I unfortunately had to break the news of my dad's passing to him, he didn't know. And he was quite sympathetic. He was a nice guy, just as friendly as I remembered when I was a kid. I'll attach a picture of the dumpling to this so you can see. I stuck a candle in it and everything for him. Sang him happy birthday and cried while doing so. But I knew he'd be nearby. I knew he'd be standing right behind me hugging me while I did. God just writing this is making me tear up a little bit.

I've started some grief counselling too. I think they are really helping me. I'm getting it through the hospice who helped with dad's end of life care, even though the were only involved for.. well a few days.. they've given me more support that some family have (my mother included. I'm still at odds with her. She's done more horrible and nasty shit since we last spoke and.. honestly I'm just seeing her for her true colours now, realising that I've been gaslit, emotionally neglected and manipulated by her for a very long time). My boss has been more than happy to allow me to attend these sessions, because they know in the long run it's going to help me and isn't going to affect my performance at work or anything. I'm actually doing really well at work at the moment, even considering that it is incredibly stressful and emotionally/mentally taxing at times, but I've had nothing but good reports in my weekly catch ups with my manager so far. So I think it's safe to say they can see that I am more than capable of doing the job. I just wanna try get through my probation and then move to a different department. Something that doesn't involve talking to customers lol.

Gran also got out of hospital, which is a good thing. She's back home and still resting and stuff, trying to get her strength back. She was in there for like.. just over a month. Unfortunately we don't think shes gonna be able to get any more chemo though, which sucks. But we're hoping her oncologist will still be able to do surgery for her, we just have to keep trying to get her strength up and make sure she's eating well and we're getting her walking and stuff. Even if it's just to the kitchen and back or around the garden. Small steps. It hopefully will make a big difference. I've been making sure to go see her at least once a week, even just for a couple hours at the very least.

I don't have much else going on right now. It's just work and looking forward to next month when I go to Wales. I don't think I have anything incredibly exciting planned for Halloween, which sucks, but I'll be working this year unfortunately. Maybe I can just relax and watch some spooky movies after work, eat some terrible sweets and enjoy myself a little. Oh and I'm on some new medication too actually, I'm not sure if it's working yet, I don't feel anything different. This is for a physical thing, not a mental thing. But it's nothing too serious, just something I need to like.. manage symptoms of.

I really hope you're doing well, E. I hope everything's going good and that your health is good and Chonky is good and work is starting and surgery is getting scheduled and all the good things. I know it must be getting warmer there too, because it's definitely getting fucking colder here haha. I've been absolutely frozen in the mornings for a couple days now, until I turn the heat on again and warm up. I think it's gonna be a reaaaaally cold winter this year which is unfortunate.

I really hope to hear from you soon. And I hope I've got more exciting things to tell you next time.

N x

"I saw you in a dream then it came to an end, I wonder if you'll come visit me again"

(the selfie was me at the con in Northern Ireland. It was SO fucking hot, I was boiling all day. But I still looked cute I think.. maybe haha)

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crazyworldofemmamarie · 7 months

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Day 12 of Rammstein's Countdown to Halloween and it's a Special One tonight!

WARNING SPOILERS (in case anyone is planning on seeing it)

Saw X (2023, dir. Kevin Greutert. )

Plot: Set between Saw (2004) and Saw II (2005), The film follows the infamous jigsaw killer, John Kramer after traveling to Mexico for a risky and experimental procedure in order to cure his illness. However, it turns out to be a scam and the now cheated man turns the tables on his con artists.

Okay, I don't know where to even start. This was a absolute rollercoaster ride, I gotta say. I mean, I am absolutely speechless.

I'm not even gonna lie to you, I have cringe or been so freaked out by movie violence in such a long time and this film managed to just make me go, 'ahh!' and 'oh my god' and 'no, no, no' so many times, it was crazy.

I'm in love with this plot and I think this is just as good as the first one. I mean, the storyline just runs so smooth. I really like how it was very character driven, we got to know each character very very well. We were given time to understand the victims and I found especially John himself and in all honesty this film really fixed some holes to John Kramer's character. I feel now that I understand him a bit more, because we were allowed to see his thought process. Beforehand, we would of called him a hypocrite, and I'm not gonna lie I tend to tease about his character all the time but I found with this film it really opened up to his thought process. He's just a human, who is really unwell, and knows it in some way but is almost in denial and is just trying to get by, and that's how you make sure a horror villain gets any sympathy, in my opinion anyways.

I really enjoyed Amanda's Kramer interactions and honestly Kramer's interactions with everyone was extremely natural and not odd like I find they usually are. (I did laugh when John was speaking metaphorically and Amada is like: "He does that a lot." That was great.

I also appreciated how it showed Amanda taking more charge and being a part of making and running the traps like we see Mark Hoffman do in earlier films and I find we don't see enough of the apprentices working on traps and I'm glad the filmmakers were thinking the same thing.

The traps were excellent as always and I think my favourite would have to be towards the end with the waterboarding trap; and my number one reason is that one, it was a trap Kramer himself took part which was shocking and with twist on twist it was the most complex and riddled with conflicts that honestly is such a strong representation of humanity. Kramer and a young boy fighting to sacrifice one life to save another was just so beautiful.

I enjoyed the nostalgia this film gave, there were moments where I be reminded of the films that came before it. It has a modern vibe, but I really enjoy that green/red/blue tint that gloomed over certain shots which leads me to the next thing I really liked the lighting and the cinematography for the film, there was just certain shots where the lighting and shadows casted on the actors faces just right and it really complimented them and I love it when film do that.

And of course, we got to see fan favourite Mark Hoffman and Amanda Young, now hopefully maybe the next move we can see all of the apprentices, Amanda, Hoffman, Dr. Gordon and Logan in the same film, either interacting with each other or doing their apprenticing duties. I would love that.

Even Mark Hoffman had a great line, "Epic Bad Luck" was great and it's defiantly worth sitting through the credits to see that.

This movie honestly made me, cry, laugh, gasp and even cringe. It honestly deserves the attention that it has gotten this year and I think it's best of the year so far. I highly recommended anyone who is a fan of the franchise, the genre or even just horror in general to go and see it. The ride is worth it for sure.

#saw #saw x #high thoughts #I am so happy right now #one of the best films in 2023 so far #Rammstein's Countdown to Halloween 2023

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Murders and Metaphors by Amanda Flower

Series: Magical Bookshop, #2 Read time: 5 Days Rating: 4/5 Stars

The Quote: I wish I could say I was surprised to see you here, but then we'd both know I'd be lying. — David Rainwater

I keep coming back to this series. Amanda Flower has created such a wonderful and endearing world with characters that you want to either get their happiness or their comeuppance or oddly in one case both (look I don't like Nathan and I make no apologies for that). I was reading this addition while I was commuting which means I was reading in a bit of a stop-start fashion. What is important to know when picking up Murders and Metaphors is that it was written in 2019 some 3 years after the previous entry, Prose and Cons. As such her style has changed, her voice for some of the characters has changed and her characterisations have altered. It feels like in 2016 some of the characters would have been less blatantly written. But for those reading them close together it can be a bit disconcerting, even if it is nice in a way to see someones evolution.

The associated text for Murders and Metaphors is Louisa May Alcott's Little Women. I feel it is a much better choice than the previous Edger Allan Poe's The Fall of the House of Usher and The Purloined Letter. Alcott's work is maybe more accessible it is certainly a classic and extremely widely read, as both a studied text in schools and as recreational reading. Lord knows how Verse and Vengance is going to work out using the works of Walt Whitman at first Leaves of Grass and maybe others. On how Little Women is used... there is the canonical interpretation of the hints given by the bookshop then there is the other one I saw. For a bit of context as much as this book is about finding out who killed Belinda and helping Lacey it is about Violet making her choice between Rainwater and Nathan. You can read the quotes as Charming Books giving her direction as to her choice. Whom it would like her to choose. Whom would expect her truths, its truths. The bookshop has an opinion and it's expressing it. Or that is another way I read it. Especially while I was trying to figure out the clues given by Little Women. Particularly when you consider Charming Books revealing its secret to Rainwater in a shocking turn of events.

Through the course of the story we meet the new members of the Red Inkers. Renee, we've met before the university librarian whom Richard is massively sweet on. The other is Simon. Simon is new to the area and writes poetry. He has a crush on Sadie. But like Renee is blind to Richard's affections Sadie is blind to Simon's. It's a theme. Because readers of the series will remember that Violet was somewhat blind to Rainwater's (or at least perceived it as one-sided). I like Renee, I always have, she is a prime example of a well-written librarian. Making me think Amanda Flower definitely knows a librarian, Renee is that on point. Simon is just so, so sweet. He and Sadie will be so good for each other.

Have a dump of comments and quotes.

At one point Violet infiltrates a meeting of the Cascade Springs Winemaker Guild kinda half unknowingly she ends up sitting next to someone who will become important. It's made clear who that person is

My black-and-white tuxedo cat, Emerson, was strangely MIA. He was usually the first on the scene when there was any promise of commotion, Emerson loved commotion, loved being in the midst of it, and he certainly loved making it. — This is such a fair description of Emerson. When he goes missing you have to start to worry. (Violet, p.4)

"You are the most determined woman I have ever met. I guess that's why I find you so fascinating." — Fascinating is a good way to describe her. He does know how to flatter a girl. (Rainwater, p.114)

"Are we all settled now?" The cat and crow stared at me expectedly. I shook my head. If my friends back in Chicago could have seen me now, looking for guidance from magical books and talking to animals, they'd have had me committed. — What is wrong with talking to the animals Violet? They are trying to help you and they are cute. (Violet, p.163)

"I'll be there tomorrow. I have two morning classes back to back. Both are freshman comp, and therefore, no one in either room wants to be there, including me." — I like this moment. Just that reality of no one ever really wanting to do that early morning class or shift. (Violet, p.168)

Okay. So Bunnicula... Yeah, it's a thing. And as an audiobook it's brilliant. Bunnicula was written by James and Deborah Howe. Victor Garber does the narration on the audiobook his narration is fantastic.

Violet has the sweetest confession. It made me soft.

I did not see the baddie, the killer coming in this one. Again I'm not sure the hints are truly there. Though I'm not well versed in Little Women and its themes. Just some warnings there is murder (as is the norm), attempted murder (because you know Violet) and psychological abuse. It is a great entry to the series. It has an important epilogue, setting the scene in an unexpected way. I'm looking forward to reading Verse and Vengance.

#amanda flower #magical bookshop #murders and metaphors #louisa may alcott #book review #read 2022 #cozy mystery #ktreviews #booklr

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peachycoreroo · 3 years

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the forbidden fruit | zeke yeager

summary: zeke was like a second father to you and you were his favorite little girl. maybe, it wasn't normal to like your dad's best friend that much, but who cares if it's normal when it feels this good.

pairing: dad’s best friend!zeke x college fem!reader

genre: smut, pwp

word count: 5.4k

warnings: age gap, vaginal penetration, lowkey pseudo-cest bc you call zeke 'uncle', daddy kink, oral fem!receiving, fingering, oral m!receiving, mini degradation, praise kink, a few spanks, choking, zeke spits in your mouth, usage of ‘slut’, ‘whore’ and ‘slutty’, bunny as a pet name, kinda exhibitionism?, manipulation, corruption kink, dub-con vibes but you actually want it, jealousy, mentions of alcohol, smoking, dumbification, manhandling, unprotected sex (pls wrap it up kids), creampie, size kink

authors note: this is for @weepinglevi‘s adult movie tropes collab, thank you sm for letting me join!! def check out the other amazing fics in this collab<3 this is a lot darker than my other stuff so far, but i had so much fun writing it, so enjoy my first piece for aot!! here’s a link to my masterlist

uncle zeke, or uncle zuzu as you liked to call him when you were still a child, has always been your favorite person since you were little. technically, you weren’t blood-related, but you might as well have been with how integrated into your family he was.

him and your father were best friends since middle school and you did call him ‘daddy’ a lot back then as a three-year-old, when you couldn’t grasp the concept of him not also being your dad. he was there for your birth, your childhood, your embarrassing teens and now even for your 20th birthday.

you don’t exactly know when the thing happened though.

one day, you were all a big, happy family and the next you suddenly realized, how attractive zeke yeager really was. maybe, it was the way you noticed that he was so much more athletic and broader than your father as they walked around your pool in their swimming trunks on a hot summer day. maybe, it was the way you suddenly became aware of how tall he really was, when you tried to reach a cup on a shelf too high, only to feel his presence directly behind you with his chest against your back as he reached his arm above your head and grabbed the cup, only to hand it to you with a teasing ‘you should really try this thing called growing. i heard it does wonders against high shelfs.’ or maybe, it was the way you finally registered how his gray eyes shamelessly checked you out as you walked around in your flimsy crop tops and shorts, barely covering anything.

it was so wrong, but that didn’t mean you would stop your little teasing. your dresses got shorter and shorter, dropping your keys on purpose on the way out just to flash him your lacy panties. hugging him longer than usual as he was leaving, just to press your breasts up against his hard chest. you wanted him to know you weren’t a little girl anymore. you wanted his mind to be filled with lewd thoughts about you. only you.

even when you left for college, you couldn’t stop thinking about the blond man, especially when you were in your bed late at night, with your hand stuffed in your panties and your mouth whimpering his name into the pillow. images of him, with his hard cock in a large palm, pleasuring himself with you on his mind, groaning your name, always brought you to an orgasm, but it wasn’t enough. you knew the only way to quench your need for this man was by having him, no matter how rotten your desire was.

at last, it was finally your birthday, and you couldn’t wait to get home and act upon your ploy to seduce zeke yeager. it was a foolproof plan really. nobody would even suspect you were trying to rile your favorite uncle up, and he would only react, if he wanted you just as much. what better gift for your birthday, than ultimately having the forbidden fruit you’ve been trying to deny yourself of for so long.

“happy birthday, angel!”, your family exclaimed excitedly as you came downstairs. you quickly scanned the room to see uncle zeke already sitting in his usual spot on an armchair in the corner of the living room, getting up and joining your parents at the bottom of the stairs when he noticed your presence.

knowing that he was there, you finally smiled happily, thanking them softly before being pulled into a tight embrace by zeke. “yeah, happy birthday, angel”, he lowly murmured into your ear as he pressed you firmly against him, goosebumps erupting at his slightly suggestive tone.

“thank you, uncle zuzu”, you whispered back, squeezing him tight, hoping to get the message across that you were more than happy to be in his arms.

alas, you were forced to part as your mother shoved him to the side to embrace you, your dad jokingly complaining about you going for a hug with your favorite first instead of your parents, in the background.

“well, i can’t help that i’m so much cooler to her than you”, zeke retorted playfully, earning him a light-hearted punch to the arm from your father.

the rest of the day felt like an eternity. it’s not that you didn’t enjoy spending time with your parents, especially if zeke was there, but the prospect of getting the blond male to act upon your, hopefully, mutual desires, had you looking at the clock more times than you would like to admit.

“are you waiting for something?”

you quickly snapped out of your daydreams of what could happen later, as the man with the main role in them sat down closely beside you, your thighs brushing against each other. you couldn’t help your gaze lingering where your skin touched before blinking up at him through your lashes, only to see him grinning down at you, clearly amused by your stare. time for the first part of the mission.

“oh yeah, i’ll be going clubbing with a few friends later.”

“clubbing?”, zeke pressed with a frown, “and your parents are letting you?”

zeke has always been very overprotective of you. your dad joked that it’s because you’re basically like his daughter, but you hoped it was more than that. that’s why you were counting on his overprotectiveness to eventually lead you to the desired outcome of the day aka you, stuffed full of his cum.

“mmm, yeah. it’s my 20th birthday uncle zeke, not my 10th, you know. i’m an adult”, you retorted provocatively before getting up. “’m gonna go get ready.”

you could swear you felt his irritated glare burn into your back as you made your way upstairs, grinning at the first bit of your plan succeeding.

the second step, was your appearance. just a week before that, you went shopping for the shortest dress you could find, ready to turn heads, or specifically, one head. shower, hair, makeup, baby pink lace underwear, see-through tights, black dress. you haven’t felt this hot and confident in a while with college forcing you to wear hoodies and sweatpants all day every day. no way in hell were you going to make yourself suffer through endless lectures in cute skirts and dresses.

five minutes before your friends came, one of your essential male friends included, you decided to head downstairs to make sure zeke had enough time to admire how hot you looked.

as you came downstairs, you could hear your dad exclaiming ‘look at my beautiful girl, all grown up’, making zeke turn around. goosebumps erupted as you felt his eyes slowly trail along your figure, your skin tingling where his gaze burned into your exposed skin.

you did a full spin, showing off your outfit to the three people in your living room, but only caring about the opinion of one. to your disappointment, you didn’t quite get the reaction you wanted, with zeke turning back around to your mother, continuing to talk about whatever.

no matter how much you hated it, you couldn’t stop the jealousy crawling up your tightening throat, making you sick with disgust. you knew your mother was just as much as a friend to the man of your desires as your father, but it didn’t stop you from feeling this way. you wanted his eyes on you and not some other woman, even if that woman was your own mother.

as if on cue, the doorbell rang out, your mood immediately lifting at the chance that the third step of your plan finally elicits a much-craved reaction from zeke.

you opened the door, your best friends immediately throwing themselves at you, screaming their congratulations and complimenting your attire. just like you hoped, the boy you’ve been friends with and flirted with since high school, jean kirstein, was the last one to congratulate you. he hugged you tight, leaning down, whispering a low ‘happy birthday, pretty girl. you look good enough to eat’, at the same time as your parents and zeke came into the foyer.

the hug you shared with jean lasted just a tad too long for it to count as appropriate, with you giggling excessively at his comment just to be sure that zeke heard it. and as you parted to say goodbye to your family, your flirty friend kept his strong arm around your waist, as though it belonged there.

you don’t miss the way zeke glared at jean’s arm around you or the way he had the slightest frown on his face as he told you to ‘have fun and be careful’, but when you turned around and left the house to get into jean’s car, disappointment filled you when you realized that the blond male didn’t do anything to keep you from going. all this planning and finger crossing for nothing. ‘happy fucking birthday to me’, you bitterly thought, as you drove off into the night, mood already completely ruined.

after hours of trying to enjoy the end of your birthday even for a bit, you finally had enough. jean took you home, trying to make out with you on the backseat of his car in the parking lot, but as tempting as the idea of letting him fuck zeke yeager out of your mind sounded, you couldn’t bring yourself to. the fact that today was supposed to be the day you got your dad’s best friend right where you wanted him, was enough to make you crave a nice shower and your warm bed. you couldn’t wait for this day to end.

when jean pulled up to your house, you parted ways with a quick kiss and a cheeky promise of tomorrow, before making your way into the house. it was already 3 a.m., so you were sure everybody was already asleep, as you quietly made your way inside.

“there you are. welcome back, pretty girl.”

at hearing zeke’s raspy voice out of nowhere, you flinched and let out an unvoluntary squeak. what was he doing here?

you brought your hand to your heart, feeling it hammer against your chest, your eyes snapping to the spot your dad’s best friend was sitting in, in the kitchen. “uncle zeke! you scared me, what are you still doing here?”

as you made your way into the kitchen, you finally noticed the empty tequila bottle on the table and your unconscious father, snoring on the coach in the living room, just a few feet away.

“mmm, wanted to make sure you come home safely after your dad passed out, so i waited for you”, he casually retorted while his grey eyes inspected you from head to toe. smeared lipstick, a light sheen of sweat on your skin and your dress hiked up dangerously high on your thighs.

feeling small under his calculating gaze, you once again looked at your sleeping dad and gestured towards the bottle. “guess you also had a wild party going on?”

“mh, your dad’s just a lightweight.”

the air inside the kitchen was heavy and suffocating. you knew something was wrong with the way zeke wouldn’t stop staring at you and only answered with short sentences, his usual playful chattiness nowhere to be seen.

trying to get rid of the awkwardness and your nervousness, you asked: “where- uh, where’s mom?”

“asleep”, was the short answer you got, making you even more uneasy than before. “oh, w-well. i’m gonna go and also hit the hay. thanks for staying up for me uncle zeke, good night.”

“stop.”

this one word made you halt in your tracks just as you were about to turn around, making you look questioningly back at him. what you didn’t expect however, was to see zeke yeager spread his thighs and pet one of them with a simple ‘sit down, angel.” somehow, the pet name sounded condescending as it left his lips, but that didn’t stop your pussy from clenching at the sight of him with his legs wide open, looking positively inviting like never before.

your gaze quickly flickered towards the unconscious figure in the armchair, but even that couldn’t stop you when uncle zeke was offering you to sit on his lap, like you dreamed of for so long.

your legs slowly took you towards the spot he was sitting in, only for him to pull you on one of his thighs as soon as you were in his reach. his arm wrapped tightly around your waist, while the other found its place on your thigh, your heartrate skyrocketing at the close proximity.

not really knowing what to do with your hands and where to look, you once again brought your gaze to your dad in the living room, having the perfect view of him from your position on zeke’s lap, your fingers interlocked in your own lap as to not touch him too much.

“how was the party?”, he questioned seemingly nonchalant, but his tone had a certain edge to it, that made you feel as if you were being scolded.

you chuckled nervously, keeping your eyes locked on your unconscious father, as you started uttering: “oh, uh… it was- “

only to have zeke’s palm grab your cheeks, squeezing them together in a pout, as he turned your head towards him, forcing you to focus your gaze on him.

“did you fuck him?”

zeke was watching your expression closely when he practically growled the question, taking note of how your eyes widened, your breath deepened, and your thighs automatically pressed together as the meaning of his imposing words settled in.

the jealousy could practically be grabbed as it rolled off the blond male in waves and you knew, that if you wanted your birthday wish to come true, you had to play the part of the innocent and unsuspecting little girl.

“wha-? no!”, you exclaimed supposedly offended and distraught that he would even ask such a thing, as best as you could with your lips pressed together in a pout by his large palm.

the man’s dark grey – were they always this dark? – eyes narrowed as you seamlessly pretended to not know what he was hinting at, but the way you immodestly battered your eyelashes at him, one hand finding it’s way onto the palm that was squeezing your plush thigh, showed him at you weren’t as oblivious as you feigned to be.

“no, huh?”, he chuckled darkly, his hand leaving your face to push you down onto your knees between his legs instead, “then you’re not against helping your dear uncle with a certain issue, or are you baby?”

stammering out a little confused ‘what?’, you quickly checked whether your dad was still asleep, only for yeager’s palm to return to its place on your cheeks, squeezing them once again as he yanked your head back towards him. “don’t act like a brainless, useless slut, angel. it really doesn’t suit you. you’re my smart little girl, aren’t you?”

the sickly-sweet tone he used worked like a charm on your praise-starved brain. you wanted to please him and be his good girl, no matter what it took.

looking up at him with big, wide eyes, a drop of drool fell from your pouty lips onto his jean-clad crotch when he tightened his hold on your cheeks as you nodded like an obedient little toy, making him smile proudly.

“that’s my girl. now,”, he declared, unbothered by the tiny wetness seeping into his pants, his veiny hands made quick work of his belt and zipper, “show me how much you want to help your uncle zeke.”

just the sight of him whipping out his hard cock out of the confinements of his jeans and boxers, was enough to make a small pool of wetness gush out of your cunt, not that it mattered anyway. your lacy panties were already long soaked just from sitting on his lap.

zeke’s cock was longer and definitely thicker than you could’ve ever imagined, bigger than any you’ve ever taken with a prominent vein running on the underside, the tip flushed in a pretty pink. the saliva collecting in your mouth at the prospect of having him down your throat soon made you swallow hard, while you waited for his next instructions, not wanting to disappoint him by acting impulsively.

seeing his best friends’ daughter so submissive and eager-to-please on her knees between his legs as said best friend laid, passed out, just a few feet away, made zeke’s cock twitch. he knew it was sick and wrong, but he has always been a weak man when it came to you.

“go ahead, sweetheart. make uncle zeke feel good.”

at his permission to go, you nearly lunched forward, your pretty lips coated in sticky lipgloss instantly wrapping around the sensitive tip of his dick, making him groan deeply somewhere in the back of his throat.

you alternated between swirling your tongue around his cockhead and slowly sucking, as zeke put a cigarette between his lips, lightning it. normally, you hated the foul smell of nicotine and complained numerous times about how much you hated smokers but… the sight of it dangling between his thick fingers, as his other hand lost itself inside your hair, guiding your head to bob up and down on his length, awakened something deep in you, that you didn’t even know existed.

it didn’t help that while every other person reeking of smoke repulsed you, the same scent clinging to zeke brought you a sense of comfort. the fact that he also looked hot as fuck doing it, certainly didn’t hurt.

above you, the tall man made sure to let his eyes wander to your father from time to time, mostly keeping them locked on your lewd expression and your full lips wrapped around his cock though. he knew that the man a few feet away was a heavy sleeper, especially when drunk, so he wasn’t afraid of letting you know just how pleased he was with you.

“that’s a good girl. doing so good for me, want me to cum down your throat, sweetheart?”

you mumbled a small ‘please’ around his cock, causing him to groan huskily as your vocal cords vibrated against his sensitive tip. knowing he was almost there, you hallowed your cheeks and tightened your throat, wanting him to lose himself in the inviting warmth of your mouth.

as soon as zeke felt himself teetering at the edge, he couldn’t stop himself from quickly putting out the cig in his hand and holding your head still with his large palms as he started frantically thrusting up in your mouth. having zeke use you to chase his own high made you clench around nothing as you gagged around his length, doing your best to try and keep your jaw slack just so you could hear the man praising you again.

at the feeling of you choking on his cock, zeke’s head fell back as he moaned hoarsely, the sound going straight to the fire in the pit of your stomach already forming just from sucking him off and hearing his erotic grunts.

on the next thrust inside your warm, wet mouth, zeke emptied himself in the back of your throat with a low growl of ‘good fucking girl’, making you whine around his dick. the blond pulled you off as you started coughing, instructing you to ‘swallow, angel.’ being the whipped, little toy you did as you were told, looking up at him as you licked the remaining cum of your spit covered lips.

zeke smirked at your sensual display, whilst he stood up, pulling you up to your feet, only to push you against the dinner table and impatiently smash his lips against yours.

you had half the mind to think about how he didn’t even seem to care that his sticky cum still lingered in your mouth as he kissed you before your brain completely shut down because you were making out with zeke yeager.

strong palms wandered up your thighs under your short dress, cupping your ass while the flimsy fabric rode up as a consequence of his wandering hands. the display of strength as he easily lifted you up on the hard surface behind you, made your head spin. everything this man was doing had you weak in the knees and if you weren’t already seated, you were convinced your legs would’ve given out underneath you.

as yeager made room for himself between your thighs, spreading them in the process, your arms found their place around his broad shoulders, pulling him down even closer towards you as you tasted the whiskey and smoke on his slightly chapped lips. you could hear his soft chuckle at the displeased whimper you let out when he removed himself from you, before tracing his thumb faintly over your clothed clit. just that slightest contact with your puffy bundle of nerves had your hips twitching up, your face heating up at the obvious display of his effect on you.

“aww, is my slutty little baby desperate for her favorite uncle?”, he asked in mock empathy, ripping your tights like it was nothing, before his eyes soaked up the sight of your baby pink lace panties completely ruined by your slick.

“i see you were ready for something to happen today. were you hoping the little boy from earlier would fuck you?”, he almost snarled the question, before adding: “or were you hoping for me, bunny? are these pretty panties just for me?”

as your core gushed out more of your juices at the pet name, you obediently shook your head at his accusation of you dressing up for jean, mewling out: “y-you, daddy. only you.”

zeke closed his eyes to compose himself when his cock twitched alive once again at the sweet melody of you calling him daddy. he knew this was the point of no return. he could’ve stopped this before, he was sure of that, but not anymore. not when you oh so sweetly called out for your daddy to take care of you.

in one swift motion, your panties were gone and thrown into a dark corner of the kitchen, the only light illuminating the space coming from the turned-on lamp in the foyer from when you came home. forcing you to recline back as zeke lifted your legs up on his muscular shoulders, you shuddered as his hot breath hit your drenched pussy.

after just one kitten lick to your core, you heard zeke’s pleased hum, mumbling something along the lines of ‘just as sweet as you, bunny’, but you couldn’t tell for sure because the very next second he was diving tongue first into you, sucking, licking, and slurping like it’s his last meal. the moan that left you at his intense ministrations was downright pornographic and you could only clench around nothing as his large palm came up to silence you.

“as much as i’d love to listen to your cries, sweet thing, gonna wake your parents up if you keep at it”, he muttered against your sensitive clit, the vibrations only making you mewl against his hand.

your hands tried to find purchase somewhere, the hard surface of the table, your plush thighs, before your nails finally got a grasp of his blond locks, using the leverage as an advantage to push his face even further into your slick cunt.

the obscene, wet sounds that echoed in the room were making your face heat up, but the embarrassment didn’t stop you from grinding desperately against his tongue, his thick beard rubbing painfully but oh so deliciously against the delicate skin of your inner thighs.

when you felt two of his thick fingers probe at your entrance before pushing in, instantly hitting that one spot inside you, you threw your head back as your eyes rolled into the back of your head, thighs trembling against his head as you reached your peak around his digits. your back arched off the wooden table, thighs snugly pressing against the sides of his head, almost suffocating him in the process, while you moaned a long, high-pitched ‘daddy’ against his palm.

zeke yeager could proudly say that he’s had his fair share of women, but the sight of you, succumbing to the pleasure he was providing you with, was by far the most erotic he had the privilege of witnessing. the mix of your cross-eyed expression, your sloppy cunt clenching impossibly around his thick fingers and your body twitching from the aftershocks of your orgasm, only fueled his desire to see you go dumb on his fat cock.

a hard slap against the fat of your right thigh caused you to squeal, your legs sliding down from his shoulders, completely limp from all the spent energy. zeke leaned down, once again capturing your lips in a heated make out. his warm tongue still had the distinct taste of your release on it as it slipped between your lips, his full beard soaked in your juices scratching against your cheeks and chin, but you certainly didn’t mind as long as you could have him between your legs, mouths interlocked.

“wanna see your cute lil’ ass while i wreck you, bunny. can you turn around for daddy?”, he questioned, voice raspy, but he didn’t actually wait for an answer, grabbing your hips in a bruising grip and flipping you over on your stomach, ass pressed up against his crotch already. not being able to control yourself at another clear display that his muscles weren’t just for show, your hips automatically grinded back against his painfully hard cock.

another strong blow was delivered, this time to your bouncy behind, your small mewl echoing in the large space. “slutty, desperate whores aren’t appreciated here, bunny. thought you were daddy’s good, little girl? guess daddy was wrong about you”, zeke sighed in faux disappointment, knowing you would do anything for him to keep praising you.

“n-no! am your good, little girl! ‘m sorry, daddy, please don’t leave”, you practically sobbed out, to drunk on his touch to realize the manipulative undertone in his phrasing.

smirking victoriously, the blond tenderly smoothed his huge palm, with his fingers covered in your already dried up essences, over your ass check, his fat tip nudging against your soaked entrance, whilst he shh-ed you, promising that he’s ‘not gonna leave you bunny, ‘m all yours.’

at the promise of him belonging to you, your eyes rolled into the back of your head, just as yeager decided to push his aching dick into your tight pussy. at the first bump against your gummy walls, you both knew no one would ever be able to compare. it was a tight fit as he continued to push past the resistance of your cunt, hissing at the continuous contractions around his sensitive cock. no way in hell, he thought to himself as he already had to hold himself back from cumming as if he were some virgin all over again.

when he finally bottomed out, his patience was close to non-existent, so without waiting for you to adjust, he started thrusting in you like a mad man. your hands flew out to grab the other edge of the wooden surface to have some kind of support, as his powerful thrusts made the whole table shake and drag across the tiled floor.

“’s too much, daddy! slow down!”, you wailed, knowing full well that this was exactly what you waited for all this time. the dark chuckle that left his panting and grunting mouth told you that he was also very aware of the fact that you didn’t actually want him to slow down, so the only reaction you got, besides his acknowledging chuckle, were his thrusts picking up in speed.

after another strong hit to your jiggling ass and a groan that sounded suspiciously like ‘such a perfect ass’, zeke leaned over you, completely covering you with his large frame. his hand found its way to your front, giving your tits a quick squeeze through your dress, before continuing its journey up, finally settling around your neck.

as it constricted around your neck, thick fingers expertly pressing against the pressure points, restricting the air flow oh so deliciously, your spit-covered lips fell open in a silent ‘o’, the act lurching you impossibly closer to your orgasm. at this point, the only coherent words you were able to formulate were ‘yes’, ‘daddy’ and ‘please’, causing the tall man’s chest to fill with pride at your dumbed out state.

“my cute, submissive, little bunny. have i fucked you stupid with my cock?”, he teased, only to get his confirmation by the lack of response on your side, too far gone to process that he asked a question.

the rhythmic clenching of your warm core reminded him that his dick was practically begging him to let it stuff you full of his sticky cum, so as his grip on your throat and hip tightened even more, he let his carnal desires take over as he rutted impossibly faster inside you.

every thrust caused his fat tip to poke harshly against your cervix, the feeling of pain only fueling your pleasure, as you silently took all your favorite uncle was giving you. somewhere in the back of your mind the thought of your father sleeping just in the next room flew around, but it quickly got fucked back out by zeke’s fat cock.

at the next rough plunge inside your warm walls and the low growl of ‘cum on daddy’s fucking cock, bunny’ directly beside your ear, you came undone with a loud moan of his name. you were pretty sure the force of your orgasm made you blackout for a second, because the next time you came to your senses, zeke was shooting his load inside your inviting cunt directly at your cervix, your name leaving his lips like a prayer.

you were exhausted. your whole body shook and twitched, your stomach hurt from being pressed against the edge of the dinner table for so long, sweat dripping down on the surface from your face and neck.

suddenly the room was way too quiet, safe for the heavy breathing and your occasional whimpers. slowly, zeke pulled out, only to spread your cheeks apart to take a good luck at your abused pussy pushing out his white cum. it slowly trickled down your legs, mixing with your leaked juices on the tiles beneath your feet.

not having the energy to move, you let the blond male pull down your dress back over your ass, listening to the rustle of fabric and belt clicking as he got dressed again. just as he gently helped you stand-up again, you could hear a yawn coming from the doorway that led to the living room.

“what’re you both doing?”, your half-awake father asked as he made his way through the kitchen past you to get to the foyer. your nails dug into zeke’s muscular forearms as the panic of getting caught formed in the pit of your stomach, only to hear the older man murmur a casual, seemingly sleepy ‘she just got home, gonna go sleep now’, as though he wasn’t blowing out your back just a few minutes prior.

with an unsuspecting ‘’aight, night you two’, your dad disappeared in the shared bedroom with your sleeping mother.

“fuck”, you breathed out, stressed at almost being caught and your legs buckling, only for zeke’s strong arms to hold you up right.

“hey, look at me, angel”, the male softly demanded, gaze tender as your eyes met his. “i’ll bring you to bed and clean up here, okay? don’t worry about a thing.”

a sleepy, but happy smile stretched itself across your lips at him caring for you so deeply.

“open your mouth, sweetheart.”

without second-guessing the request, you obediently opened your mouth, only to feel his saliva hit your outstretched tongue. the taste made you mewl needily as you realized what it all meant. you were his and he was yours.

zeke chuckled, amused by your blissed out expression, before pecking your lips, picking you up and caring you to your room with you mumbling a satisfied ‘best birthday ever’ against his neck.

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Next Significant Relationship Pick a Pile

Who is your next partner and what will the relationship be like?

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Pile One:

Who is this person? What are they like?

Nine of Winter:

This is the nine of pentacles in this deck. Usually, the Nine of Pentacles represents a woman, but not always. A person represented by this card is highly feminine and an extremely independent individual. They are very hardworking, they appreciate the finer things in life, and their hard work has allowed them to enjoy these things. Your next partner will embody this energy.

King of Autumn:

In this deck, this is the King of Swords. Besides being a hard worker and extremely independent, this person is also calm and collected. Before making any decisions, they weigh the pros and cons of every situation. Your next partner will be someone you can turn to when you have trouble making decisions. They are a very mature individual, someone who is extremely logical and can sometimes appear to be judgmental.

How will you meet?

Three of Spring (Reversed) and The Crow:

One or both of you will be in a state of disarray when you meet this person. It will be difficult to make decisions in your life, maybe even in one particular area. Several directions will be pulling at you, and you won't know which one to take. Your progress in your personal development will be affected by this. The energy I'm receiving from this pile indicates that it will be you who is struggling and that when you meet this person, they will be drawn to you because they feel like they can help you, and ultimately they will.

How will you know it’s them?

The Lupin:

The Lupin is a highly intelligent and confident individual. Here your guides are telling you that the way you will be able to know that this is your person is by recognizing that they exude these qualities. As far as the environment goes there may be some flowers around you when you meet which is a sign to you that this is your person. You or they could be wearing purple as well.

What will your first impression of them be?

The Goldfinch:

The first impression you will have of this individual is that they are a very organized free spirit, willing to travel. Initially, you may be intimidated by their confidence and their refusal to get involved in drama or chaos. Initially, their eyes may also catch your attention and seem beautiful to you. If you are highly spiritual, you may even observe that this person's third eye is open whether they are aware of it or not.

How will they affect you?

Ace of Winter and Queen of Autumn:

When you are with this person, you will find that you have so many opportunities. You will become extremely passionate about your career and life choices. You will become more aware and even more in control of your path. Pursuing your dreams will be so much more fun because unlike in the past, you will know exactly what you want. With this person, you can regain control over your path and enjoy life again.

What kind of relationship will it be? What is the main bond between the two of you?

The Empty Cottage and Eight of Autumn:

It seems that this relationship may not be a good one. Although this person will provide you with many opportunities in your career, they are not healthy for your mental health. There is a strong possibility that they are very possessive and jealous in your relationship, which isn't healthy. Your anxieties might get worse or they may not understand the reasons for your mental health. The problem is that the person is extremely rational and does not deal with emotions very often, whereas you are an extremely emotional person. Relationships like these do not mix well and you may end up feeling very alone as a result.

Current obstacles standing in your way?

The Lighthouse:

One or both of you may be lacking in the stability department and also in the confidence department. I believe that it may be you that is struggling in this department and your guides are telling you here that this is blocking you from entering this relationship at the moment. I know that with the way that I just described this relationship you may not want to enter this relationship at all and so you may be saying “what is the point of clearing out these obstacles if it won’t be a good relationship.” to that your guides have to say that you are meant to be in this relationship. It won’t all be bad in the relationship, there will be good, especially when it comes to you getting out of a funk and finding joy and drive for your passions. This is something that is needed in order for you to excel in life. This person is meant to help you in your career and your passions, which is why you are meant to be in this relationship.

How to break through those obstacles?

Ace of Spring:

To overcome these obstacles, you need to become aware that this person is going to push you to pursue your passions and career further. You will learn how to succeed in your passions and career through this relationship, regardless of how short it may last. As your guides are telling you here, this is what you need to hold onto so that you can move forward with this relationship.

What will you learn from this person?

King of Winter:

You will learn how to be a successful and driven person through this relationship. It may not be good for your anxieties and your emotions but it will be good for your career. The two of you may have a lot of 10th house overlays in your synastry chart because the energy of this relationship is not at all emotional, it is way more career-centered.

If you would like to see some channeled messages from this person and spirit regarding this relationship click here.

Pile Two:

Who is this person? What are they like?

The Hermit:

The person may be a Virgo or have significant Virgo placements or energies in their chart, more than likely they are a Virgo Rising. This person is wise beyond their years and prefers their solitude. They are extremely observant, and constantly seek to expand their knowledge. Additionally, they may even have a deep connection to spirituality. All that being said, they are highly sensitive, especially to judgments and criticisms from others.

How will you meet?

King of Swords:

You might meet them at work, and either you or them will have some authority. Based on the energy I am getting from the two of you I believe that it will be them who is in authority. Once you start working for them, they are struck by you and your presence. You are constantly on their minds, and they watch everything you do. The two of you will be following a very common office romance trope.

How will you know it’s them?

Seven of Pentacles:

Your future may not be something you enjoy thinking about or planning. You don't seem to be a type A at all. Your preference is to go with the flow rather than make a solid plan. It might however turn out that, once you meet this person, you have a greater sense of direction and need to plan your future in a more structured manner. It is quite likely that this person is very much a planner and a critical thinker, so when they are around you will be trying your best to impress them. It is for this reason that you will begin to become more like that person. It is also possible that both of you will be wearing red or blue when you meet, which will be a sign that this is your person. Question marks may be involved in your meeting as well. They could be in the environment or you may find that you are very curious about this person which will result in you wanting to ask a lot of questions.

What will your first impression of them be?

King of Wands:

When you meet this person, you will think they are extremely confident. Their ability to lead and their determination to achieve their goals will impress you. As friendly and outgoing as they are, I can tell you that it may seem intimidating at first because you are really hoping that they will like you, and they can be hard to read so you aren't sure what they think of you.

How will they affect you?

The Hanged Man:

Part of you knows that there are aspects of yourself that do not serve you. Despite this, you continue to do nothing about eliminating these toxic behaviors from your life. This person will help you to do this. They do not tolerate toxicity, especially from the person they are pursuing, so when you begin to see them, they will work toward helping you eliminate those behaviors. This enables you to lead a healthy life.

What kind of relationship will it be? What is the main bond between the two of you?

Temperance:

It will be a very satisfying relationship for you both. Together you will build a solid foundation and live very comfortably. In the end, you'll feel at home with each other, seeing each other as family. Perhaps you both have never experienced something like this before, and for you both, it is a breath of fresh air.

Current obstacles standing in your way?

The Heirophant:

You may be stuck in a pretty traditional mindset especially when it comes to love. In that, you may believe that dating your boss is very unprofessional and that other people will think you are sleeping your way to the top. The last thing that you want is other people viewing you negatively and in your eyes, pursuing this is a disaster waiting to happen. According to your guides, this mindset is currently blocking the two of you from coming together.

How to break through those obstacles?

Page of Cups:

Your guides are telling you here that the way for you to release these blocks is by allowing yourself to feel emotions. You can’t help who you fall in love with most of the time and that is the case with this person. Instead of denying yourself this relationship, your guides are encouraging you to allow yourself to express your feelings, especially when it comes to this person.

What will you learn from this person?

Death:

As we have discussed, you have some toxic behaviors that you refuse to let go of, and this person will help you let go of them. In this person, you will learn how to shed the old side of yourself that doesn't serve you anymore and be transformed into the person you were created to be.

If you would like to see some channeled messages from this person and spirit regarding this relationship click here.

Pile Three:

Who is this person? What are they like?

The Moon:

This person may be a Cancer or have significant Cancer placements, more than like they are a Cancer Rising. They are a natural daydreamer and will stop at nothing to make their dreams their reality. Because of this, they have very strong opinions about how and what they want their world to look like. They tend to struggle when it comes to trusting other people because they wear their heart on their sleeve and have gotten screwed over quite a few times because of it.

How will you meet?

Nine of Pentacles:

You may meet this person right after you make a significant purchase in your life, whether that is a house, a new car, home renovations, or even garden improvements. They may be the person who helps you get these things done, or you will simply just meet them around this time in your life.

How will you know it’s them?

Five of Pentacles:

It really does seem like you will have just purchased a new home or you will have some renovations in your current home around the time you meet this person. I say this because in the imagery on this specific card you can see a door with a house key. I believe that when you meet this person you will be in a great place financially but they will not be. You may even need to provide this person with a place to stay. You will know it is them because they are in a very dark place when you meet and you will be in a very bright place. This will lead you to want to help them get back on their feet.

What will your first impression of them be?

Eight of Pentacles (reversed):

You may not have a good impression of them when you first meet them. You will think that they are lazy and have a bad reputation, especially when it comes to money. I get the feeling that you will know who this person is because they may be a family friend or a friend’s friend. However, you will not have officially met this person or really gotten to know them, hence you having quite a bad impression of them. I think that someone will ask you to invite them to stay with you and you will say yes even though you don’t want to. This is because in your eyes this person has gotten to their dark place because of their own actions and you feel like helping them will only encourage their behavior. However, you will be wrong about your impression of them and once they come to stay with you, you will see a different side of them and realize this.

How will they affect you?

Ace of Swords:

You will experience many powerful emotions with this person. They will make you hate them so much one day but then the next day you will be madly in love with them. You may have been in relationships in the past that were filled with simplicity and ease. You will experience an entirely new type of relationship with this person, one that will send your adrenaline soaring.

What kind of relationship will it be? What is the main bond between the two of you?

Eight of Wands:

You two will never grow tired of each other. Even when you are apart, you will always want to stay in touch. Whenever you are with this person, you will feel as if you can tell them anything. With this person, you will feel at ease, and you won't worry about what others think of you because of how comfortable you feel around them. You will be able to fully express yourself around them without fear.

Current obstacles standing in your way?

Three of Pentacles (reversed):

Right now your ego is getting in your way when it comes to this relationship. You may believe that you are better than this person and therefore you do not need them in your life. There is another part of you that may even be struggling when it comes to working in teams, you currently prefer working on your own and do not go out of your way to hang out with other people or work with others. Your guides are saying that this is blocking you from experiencing this relationship.

How to break through those obstacles?

The Tower (reversed):

You have been holding off the inevitable for quite some time now because you fear change and this person will be bringing you to change. Your guides are telling you here that you need to release your fears and allow this person to come forward. They are telling you that they have your best interest at heart and would never bring you something you can’t handle and this person is someone that you are meant to be with.

Two of Cups:

Part of you may think that this relationship will not be true love or you may even believe that you are not worthy of true love and your guides are telling you that you are incorrect. This person will show you a whole new side of what love means and feels like. They say that it is definitely true love, even if it isn’t how you define what true love is.

What will you learn from this person?

Six of Wands:

In your mind, you think you know what success looks like, whether that be in love, or just in life. The only problem is that you are still not expanding your view of what success really looks like, and it will be this person who is able to introduce you to the different facets of success. Through them, you will learn how to truly experience success in all of its glory.

If you would like to see some channeled messages from this person and spirit regarding this relationship click here.

Pile Four:

Who is this person? What are they like?

Ace of Cups and Strength:

This person may be a Leo or have significant Leo placements, more than likely they are a Leo Rising. They may also have significant water placements. They are extremely confident and courageous. They hold a great deal of power and many people come to them for guidance. They are also extremely romantic and sensitive. They love love and are a huge hopeless romantic.

How will you meet?

The Artist:

It is possible that one or both of you are artists. A gallery opening or an art museum may be the place where you meet. On the other hand, based on the energy I sense that one of you will have your art on display, and you will meet them through the event. You will get along almost immediately since you have very similar views on art.

How will you know it’s them?

High Priestess:

One of you may be wearing blue when you meet, maybe a long blue cardigan or dress. A floral pattern may be significant as well, whether it be wallpaper in the room you are in or someone is wearing it. This is a highly spiritual connection so you will almost just know it is them. You will feel how you have never felt before in their presence, it’s like they awaken your spirituality. You will feel your connection with this person almost instantly.

What will your first impression of them be?

Seven of Pentacles:

This person will seem like an extremely hard worker, someone who is very talented but doesn't see their own talent. You might also think that this person overworks themselves. However, you will also see them as kind and patient. You see this person as someone who has a lot of talent and is going to accomplish so much.

How will they affect you?

The Emperor:

They are very much someone who loves to be in control, and they enjoy bossing others around, especially when it comes to love. It seems that they want to dominate you and make sure you are doing exactly everything they want you to do. They will express a lot of their masculine traits in this relationship. However, it could also be you who expresses all of this rather than them.

What kind of relationship will it be? What is the main bond between the two of you?

The Lovers and Ten of Swords:

True love will be the foundation of this relationship. Both of you will experience the kind of love you have always dreamed of. However, this is not to say that the relationship will be easy, as there will be challenges along the way. However, due to your love for one another, you will get through each challenge together. This relationship may last for a long time.

Current obstacles standing in your way?

Six of Pentacles:

You may be an extremely generous person, especially when it comes to your time and energy. Your guides are saying that this aspect of yourself is hindering your progress towards this person. Yes, it is nice to be generous with the people you care about, but that generosity should not come at the price of your health or sanity. Make sure you are maintaining some boundaries in your life.

How to break through those obstacles?

Two of Wands:

It is time for you to set better boundaries especially when it comes to the people you are close to. You may be scared to set better boundaries because you feel like people will be mad at you. You need to release those fears because if people get mad at you for taking care of yourself, they do not truly care about you. Now is the time to make sure the partnerships in your life are healthy and the first step in doing that is by making sure that the partnership you have with yourself is healthy.

What will you learn from this person?

Eight of Swords:

This person will teach you how to get out of your own way. You have a lot of anxieties and insecurities, especially when it comes to relationships and this person will show you how to heal. Through them, you will learn how to let go of your fears and fully express yourself in a healthy way.

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