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readychilledwine · 2 months
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Hi I hope you’re doing well! Can I request an azriel x feysands daughter reader fic where azriel leaves velaris and the inner circle temporarily after elain chooses lucien over him. He comes back like 50 years later and at that point rhys and feyre have two kids, nyx and reader. Azriel meets reader at a bar and the bond snaps, azriel is so shocked by the bond snapping that he doesn’t notice that she looks just like rhys and feyre. After going on dates and stuff, reader introduces azriel to her parents and everyone is hella confused.
Small World
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Warnings - best friends daughter, implied smut, angry rhys
A/N - Azriel can't catch a break. Poor guy. Also, peep this cute divider from @animatedglittergraphics-n-more
Part Two is Here
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Azriel held your hand tight as you two walked through Velaris. You were running late to a family dinner where he'd be meeting your parents, brother, and a few other people for the first time.
He watched familiar streets passing by, shadows grown eerily quiet. You stopped at a familiar restaurant, one he had frequented over 20 years ago. He came here with Rhys and Cassian almost weekly before they became mated, and he left the Night Court for 20 years.
He had told you his story of a beautiful love forbidden to him due to her mating bond. He had told parts of his past, of his journeys outside of night, of the past years he had spent healing.
He had been back in Velaris for almost 3 years. 2 of which were spent solely with you.
You had been moving into the apartment next to his when you two crossed paths. You had been struggling to carry a heavy box, so he had taken it from you, helping you get it into your apartment.
That quick interaction turned into nights spent reading together so you both weren't alone. Then coffee in the mornings. Then days spent shopping. Evenings spent out to dinner.
You two spoke about everything.
Well.
Almost everything.
Families were a mostly banned topic.
Azriel knew you had a brother 5 years older than you. He knew both of your mother was involved in your life, as well as married and mated. He knew you had 2 blood aunts, one of which was married, one of which was not. He knew your father was a banned topic.
You knew he had 2 blood brothers, the ones who had scarred his hands, 2 chosen brothers, and several others he considered family. That his mother was wonderful, that he hoped his father found a shallow grave.
But you had told him bringing family into your love life normally ended poorly.
And he had told you he had not been around or spoken to his found family since he left.
You two closed that book, choosing to be just you and him.
You stopped before hitting the private back room Azriel had been in many times. "As a reminder, my dad and brother are dicks."
Azriel leaned down kissing you softly. "I can handle a few assholes, angel."
You sighed heavily. "Just remember, I didn't tell you because they ruin everything. Please." He nodded again, resting his forehead on yours.
You two stood there breathing for a few seconds as he ran a hand through your sandy blonde hair. "Let's just go in. An hour," he murmured, moving to kiss your neck. "One hour and then we go home."
Home.
The cabin you two had just purchased and moved into.
Small. Intimate. Cozy.
Everything you two both didn't know the other never knew.
Everything you two wanted as soon as the bond snapped a couple months ago.
You shared one last kiss, opening the door.
Your father and mother had their backs to you, speaking with your brother who instantly paled the second he saw who you were with.
Azriel had gone stiff, eyes locked with a shocked Cassian.
Nesta almost dropped her wine with a gasp, handing flying to her mouth as she stepped back and shook her head.
Azriel looked at you again. Studying you harder.
Sandy blonde hair.
Button nose.
High cheek bones.
Part illyrian.
Eyes that reflected starlight.
Eyes that were near violet.
Rhysand's eyes.
"Mom, dad," you approached them, ignoring the tension in the room and pulling Azriel with you.
Rhys turned first, whiskey glass shattering in his grip before a look of shock and anger hit him. Feyre immediately turned after that. She was too stunned to move. "This is my mate and boyfriend-"
Elain whispered before you could finish, eyes watering with sadness and hope, "Azriel."
Rhys nodded, scratching his jaw. "I know who he is, babygirl."
Azriel watched you as you looked between them before your face fell. "You're that Azriel."
Feyre clapped her hands, forcing light and air into the room. "Let's sit and eat! This is a um, lovely, surprise. We should all be excited!"
Aunt Elain immediately moved, sitting on Azriel's other side. His hand found yours under the table, lacing your fingers together. Your father sat across from him, mother to one side, Cassian to the other. Nyx sat next to Nesta and her Elain as you all eat at the circled table.
"So where have you been," Nyx refused to be intimated by the situation, secretly filing this away as an example of why he was the better child. "And when did you start seeing my sister?"
Azriel shifted, clearing his throat. "I spent the last 17 years traveling the world. I've been back in Velaris for 3 years. I started seeing y/n 2 years ago."
Cassian drank his beer as if it was water before setting the mug down and refilling it. "You have been back for 3 years and didn't think to yourself that you should go visit your brothers?"
"I wasn't ready."
"But you were ready enough to fuck my daughter as a revenge move?"
"Rhys!" "Dad!"
Rhys put a hand up to your mother and gave you a look. "You would feel the same had it been Elain who ran, Feyre Darling. And you," he turned towards you. "You should have told me who he was."
"Do not speak to her like that. She is not a child."
Nesta looked up, sending a silent prayer to the Cauldron. "She is my child," Rhys growled. "You've been bedding your niece."
Nesta slammed her hands down, "Enough! She is not his niece by blood, and she is clearly upset. If you all cannot be civil, I'm taking y/n home." The room went silent with Lady Death's power flickering through it. "This is the first real family meal we have gotten to have in 20 years," a sad gaze met Azriel's. Guilt shook him, reminding him if the friendship he and Nesta had formed. The friendship he had abandoned. "Can we please just enjoy it."
You were uncomfortable, tears beginning to form as his scarred hand refound yours under the table and squeezed. Rhys nodded, going back to his food as the sound of utensils barely scraping and drinks being poured filled the air.
You should have put two and two together.
Scarred hands.
Massive wingspan.
Mysterious male.
Pretty dagger.
Of course he was that Azriel. The Azriel your Aunt Elain had been pining for for years now.
The Azriel who left in the dead of night leaving only a note.
The Azriel whose seat sat empty your whole life as your dad's stare always lingered on it.
You squeezed his hand back, glancing at the white wine on the table and your empty glass. It was a rare occurrence for you to drink, but now seemed like the perfect time. "Daddy, can I have some wine please?"
You hadn't thought about that either as two deep male voices replied as they reached for the wine, "Of course, baby."
The silence was deafening. Your real father too stunned to speak, Azriel's face growing red with embarrassment.
Cassian, always the joyful uncle, broke into an uncontrollable fit of laughter, as did your mother. The two of them gripping each other tightly as your father sat blinking over and over, trying to erase this moment from him mind.
It was then the tears fell, and you stood, leaving them to eat as you went into the bathroom.
Azriel and Rhys stared at each other. "We have to get through this for her. You have to get over it. It would have happened regardless of me being here or me leaving."
Rhys growled. "You left without warning, without consulting us, without-"
"You told me to do whatever I needed do to move on and prevent war with Autumn and Day. I did what I had to. I got help, I saw the world, I moved on. I did not plan on coming home and meeting y/n. I didn't even know she was yours until tonight." Azriel took a deep breath before turning to Nesta. "She needs you. Please."
She stood, her and Feyre went after the young female without hesitation. Nyx stood, offering an arm to Elain and forcing her from the room as his father and uncles, well, uncle and soon to be brother, spoke. "You want to talk about fucked up abandonment, Rhys? Where the hell have you been the past two years of her life?"
"Do not speak to me about things you do not understand or know about."
"How can he know," Cassian started gently. "How can he know how we're all working on fixing our relationships with her if we don't tell him. We aren't innocent, Rhys. Maybe this is the first step. Accepting them, loving them despite everything," a silent message was sent to Azriel through Cassian's eyes, "Maybe that's what it takes to bring y/n home."
Rhys looked up, eyes being to line with tears. "What does she say about me?"
Azriel sighed, drinking his whiskey heavily. "That her father favored her brother. Despite his power and ability to look and find the truth, he believed her brother without hesitation and would punish her for his actions at times. That he threatened her once by reminding her that as an illyrian, and as a female, her worth was in whom she was sold to."
Azriel watched the visible flinch. "I can't help but to wonder how bad the argument must have been for that to have been what you said to her."
"I caught her with Tamlin," Rhysand's voice broke. "I caught them whispering about running away together. About sailing somewhere and living out their lives, just the two of them now that he handed Spring over to his heir. She didn't know what he had done to Feyre, who he was. I," Rhys shook his head. "I lost my shit without explaining. Tamlin also didn't know she was mine. I hid her so well for her protection. To prevent anyone from trying to purchase her. I did such a great job protecting her that my protection backfired and she began to rebel."
Cassian sighed softly. "She moved out because Rhys told her he gave up. That if she wanted to explore the world without his hands, without our guidance, then that's what she should go do. He set her up with enough money to last 5 years, bought that apartment complex you two live in, and sent her on her way."
"She just doesn't listen."
Azriel shook his head. "Why would she listen when she isn't heard? From her side, you treat her like your father treated Selene."
"I love her much more than my father ever loved my sister."
"Then show her," Azriel leaned back into his chair. "Show her before I take her from this place, too."
Cassian stiffened, his breathing becoming deep but strained. "They're about to come out. Y/n wants to leave."
Azriel stood, "Then we go. I won't force her to stay here. Let me know when you're ready to talk, Rhys. And if you never are, do not be surprised when I do what I have to in order to keep her safe and happy."
You were out the door quickly and into Azriel's chest, shadows pulling you two away to wherever he took you for comfort, to wherever you felt safe. Feyre turned to Rhys, fire blazing in her eyes, "Fix. This."
PS - there will be a part two
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content: leo valdez x daughter of poseidon! reader fic warning: looooooooong ass fic yall that's my bed, got carried away, bad google translated spanish actually doing it myself would have been too much work tbh sorry not sorry, minor angst but also overarching feeling of sadness so idk what to tell yall author's note: on my music lyrics as fic titles GRINDDDDDDD
“gods, i’m melting away!” y/n moaned, her face scrunched up and her hand waving near her face in hopes of cooling herself down. leo laughed, looking down at the girl with a rolling of his eyes.
“please, this isn’t even hot! quit whining,” he mused in response, his eyes trained on the town, taking in the new and old buildings.
“i’ll whine as much as i like, valdez. i hate texas,” the girl muttered under her breath.
leo huffed at her jokingly as he shoved his hand into the back pocket of her jean shorts. his eyes then returned to the familiar streets. when the pair had received this quest, leo almost turned it down. the thought of going back to his hometown made him sick. but, y/n was there to calm him down and talk through what he was really scared of. she reasoned with him and promised at the first sign of discomfort they’d leave, failing the quest without a second thought.
“my cousin used to own that shop,” leo mentioned, nodding his head towards the corner bodega. y/n’s eyes shot to it, her eyes lighting up as she turned back to him.
“cold drinks would help with this heat,” she offered, leaving it up to him completely.
“i’ve seen you sit in boiling water, this is not hot to you,” the boy huffed in response but led her towards the store, swinging it’s door open for her. a bell rang above the door, briefly drawing y/n’s eyes.
“you’re right, i’ve definitely felt hotter,” she joked, winking at the boy as she walked past.
leo laughed, following and draping his arm across her waist, muttering things into her ear that should not be repeated. she shoved him off her with a roll of her eyes, reaching up into a freezer and grabbing two jarritos, a lime one for leo and a mandarin one for herself. she pressed the cold glass to her neck, allowing her head to fall back at the feeling. leo shook his head, shooing her towards the counter as he grabbed his wallet and began to pull out some cash. the bell above the door chimed again as leo paid the unfamiliar man, frowning slightly that his cousin wasn’t behind the counter. y/n noticed, her smile slipping slightly too before she reached out to his free hand, tangling her fingers with his. he pressed his lips to her temple before telling the man to keep the change in spanish.
“gracias! que tenga un buen día!” y/n called as they left, the cashier replying similarly with a warm smile. leo reached into one of his cargo pant pockets, producing a bottle opener, opening y/n’s before doing his own. the two continued walking, leo occasionally mentioning a building here and there, but he tended to avoid the topic of his mother. y/n didn’t push, letting him do it in his own time and allowing his fingers to be snugly hooked around her belt loops.
“ah, this is where i completely ate shit and knocked my front tooth loose. me and my friend were racing to see who could get to the end of the block fastest and i forgot about the uneven concrete,” leo told y/n, who giggled at his little anecdote.
“i can see it. a bloody little leo right there,” y/n laughed, holding her fingers out like she was framing a shot. leo shoved her slightly, laughing lightly with her.
“actually, it was more that way-”
“leo?” a voice cut in, warbly and strained.
leo and y/n’s heads instantly turned in the direction of the voice, leo’s hand tightening on y/n’s waist and y/n’s hand gripping leo’s wrist, where she knew a weapon was hidden inside his sleeve. leo’s grip on y/n faltered as his eyes landed on the man, a few years older than the two, maybe in his late 20’s. leo’s body was having a reaction while his brain was trying to play catch up. the man moved closer, struggling to get breath in.
“god, i- we all- oh, leo, you…you’re so big,” the man gasped out, y/n’s eyes trained on her boyfriend. he was pained that he didn’t know this man anymore, the memories lost with the years of abuse from the foster system. y/n squeezed his wrist three times, grounding him slightly before she turned to the man.
“and you are?” she asked, knowing leo wouldn’t, his shame burning brighter than any fire he could produce. the man’s eyes briefly flickered to y/n before returning to leo.
“i’m…i’m mateo. mateo cruz. we- we used to go to school together,” the man, mateo, replied, tears welling in his eyes. y/n turned back to leo, who broke from her and staggered towards the man.
“mateo, h-hey, man. long…long time no see,” leo joked, though it was strained, before pulling mateo into a strong hold, the man replying similarly. y/n watched all this with a small smile, getting what she wanted out of this quest. she could return to camp empty handed and with a smile, knowing leo was healing.
“yeah, no shit,” mateo muttered into leo’s shoulder, both of them laughing. they pulled apart and mateo’s eyes instantly went to y/n, who got distracted by one of the rings on her finger being out of place, surely switched by leo subconsciously.
“right, right. this is y/n, my girlfriend,” leo jumped in, waving the girl over with a huge smile. she presented her hand to mateo, who gave her a pointed look before pulling her into a hug too. y/n chuckled, more than willing to accept.
“tengo que ser honesto, hermano, no pensé que terminarías con una chica tan atractiva,” mateo told leo as he pulled back from y/n. leo’s eyes widened as a blush covered his face, opening his mouth to cut in.
“el tampoco lo creía. pero el amor es algo voluble,” y/n replied, easily, leaving mateo’s jaw dropped. she smirked at the man, who shook his head and pointed at her.
“and here i thought you were just another girl,” he joked and y/n waved him off dismissively.
“he knows how to pick ‘em,” y/n winked, nodding her head towards leo, who wrapped his arms around her and picked her up, the girl squealing and trying to escape his arms. mateo watched this with a warm smile as y/n was returned to the ground, shoving the boy off her and flipping her hair out of her face with a huff.
“how long are you guys in town, leo? i’d love to have lunch or dinner, catch up, ya know,” mateo asked, hopefully, glancing between the pair. leo’s face faltered slightly and y/n was quick to interject with a warm smile.
“we’re here on business, but i can take care of it by myself. leo, go have lunch, make up for lost time,” y/n stated, half-lying. she looked up at leo, who frowned down at her.
“but-”
“i do not need a man to help me with this. i love you, but i can do it without you. it wasn’t an offer, that was an order. i’ll be back in, like, two hours,” y/n cut in, sharing a look with leo that said ‘if i’m not back in two hours, find me.’ leo still wasn’t happy but knew there was no fighting her on this.
“okay, okay. just-…just be safe, y/n. i love you,” leo muttered to her, knowing mateo would be suspicious if he heard too much. y/n smirked up at him, planting a kiss on his lips.
“i’m always safe. eat something good and save me some. it was lovely to meet you, mateo, and when i return i expect baby pictures,” mused y/n as she began walking away, waving at the men before she rounded a corner. leo’s heart clenched as she disappeared from view, a tugging in the pit of his stomach telling him to follow but then mateo gripped his shoulder and pulled leo’s eyes to him.
“c’mon, that really good pizza parlor is still open,” mateo told him, nodding his head towards what leo knew to be the pizza place. leo smiled, quickly falling in step with the man who he used to see more as a brother.
it was only a few blocks away and they made the time fly as they caught up. by the time the pizza was set in front of the guys, leo had learned about mateo’s wife and kids, career, what happened to his parents, and the names of his three cats. leo took a sip from his coke as mateo presented a photo of his kids, his son, edgar, looking like the boy leo used to play in burst open fire hydrants with.
“he’s like your twin,” leo stated and mateo nodded.
“we get that a lot,” he shrugged, returning his wallet to his pocket before moving his eyes back to leo, swallowing thickly, “what about you, leo? i mean- after…everything.”
“well,” leo started, debating on what to say and what not to say. he couldn’t just be like, hey, man, i started the fire that killed my mother because i was my father’s, who is a god by the way, chosen son. oh, and y/n, we met when she saved me and my friends from roman wind demons. one of those friend, by the way, i had fake memories of even being friends with and he was kidnapped and brain wiped. then i built a massive flying ship and sailed through the sky to a place called new rome and got possessed and nearly blew up my girlfriend’s brother. lifes been good. refills still free here or?
“just, uh, a lot of moving from one foster house to another,” leo surmised, shrugging as he lied. mateo frowned slightly, somewhat expecting more.
“is that how you met y/n? is she a foster kid, too?” he questioned and leo hesitated to shake his head. it was an interesting question that he wished she was here to answer.
“uh, no, we met at a summer camp, up in long island,” answered leo, glad the topic moved away from him once more.
“come on, leo. i know when you tell me half-truths. it’s been a long time, but that’s not something you forget,” mateo argued, crossing his arms with a frown. leo hung his head before opening his mouth to reply.
“look, mateo, i want to tell you, i do, but i can’t just-” his words faltered as his brows furrowed and he twisted in his seat, his eyes locking on the door.
“leo, i’m here for you and-” mateo tried only to get cut off.
“shh!”
“excuse me?!” huffed mateo but leo just shooed him again, his eyes still on the doors. then the doors smashed inwards, leo ducking down and glancing at his watch.
“shit,” he muttered, noting that nearly an hour and half had passed and y/n still wasn’t back. he then reached across the table and dragged mateo up and out of the emergency exit of the restaurant, not even looking back to see whatever monster was crashing their quest.
“it- he- lion-” mateo sputtered out, still reeling and the mist was doing little for this situation.
“fuck, you’re joking? a nemean lion over a hair clip?” leo groaned, peeking around a corner before dragging mateo with him as he ran a block away.
“what- what are you even saying?” mateo questioned, shrilly, as he glanced behind them. leo groaned before pulling the man into an alley and grabbing him by his shoulders, forcing the older man to look at him.
“my father is a greek god. it’s why i’ve got adhd; i was built to survive battle, not sit in class. the greek god of fire and mechanics is my dad. that was a nemean lion, which is determined to rip me and y/n into ribbons. y/n’s father is also a greek god, god of the sea. we’re here to collect some stupid hair clip but i just had to let y/n go off on her own and i don’t know even where she is-” leo explained, which quickly dissolved into a rant as his worry for y/n left him radioactive.
“you’re crazy! you’ve gone insane!” mateo shouted, pulling away from leo, who rolled his eyes.
“please, even i’m not creative enough for this.”
“so, i’ve gone insane,” reasoned mateo, gripping his hair in his stress.
“no, mateo-”
“leo! leo! where the hell are you, you lug nut of a boy?!” y/n’s voice called, causing leo’s head to instantly shoot up and look around for y/n. he sprinted out of the alley, leaving mateo with no other choice but to follow, still confused but wanting to be near the boy. he looked up and down the street before catching a glance of y/n, gripping her shoulder and her sword firmly held in her hand. leo’s body tensed and he quickly made his way to her, allowing the girl to sink against his chest. leo pulled her hand back, wincing at the claw marks that easily cut through her tank top and shoulder.
“stupid, stupid girl. i thought i told you to be safe,” leo growled at her, reaching into his pocket, magically producing a water bottle. y/n rolled her eyes at him, her teeth gritted.
“i’d like to see you try and take a nemean lion on by yourself, fire boy,” y/n huffed, her eyes trained on her shoulder as leo poured the water on it. the wound seemed to begin healing itself, not so much as a faint scar left behind.
“i’m asleep. i’m just dreaming. this isn’t real,” mateo muttered as his eyes stayed trained on y/n’s rapidly disappearing wound. y/n’s eyes jolted to him before frowning up at leo.
“why would you-”
“he saw the lion. it was out of my control,” leo justified.
“whatever. i got the hair clip but that lion can’t just be out on the streets,” y/n huffed, pulling the hair clip out of her back pocket and presenting it to leo, who took it with a grimace.
“all this for that measly thing,” he complained and y/n nodded in agreement as she twisted her blade again, pulling it into an up right position.
“don’t let aphrodite hear you say that,” the girl mused, in a sing songy voice and with a tight smile. leo huffed at her, glaring before the lion roared from what could have only been a few streets over.
"you got a plan?" questioned y/n, looking up at leo, who scrunched his face up in thought.
"nah, got nothing, you?" he jokes with a wide smile that told you that he was lying.
"look, i'm not the smart one here. that's your job. where do you want me, cog head?"
"that's a new one," leo mused with a smile before explain his rather lame plan, but a plan none the less. and mateo just stood there, looking between the two like it was an intense tennis match. he wasn’t exactly sure what he was supposed to do while they made this big huge mastermind plan, but leo could sense the worry basically oozing off him.
“mateo, stay with y/n or i and you’ll be fine," leo told him, clapping the older boy on the shoulder with a serious look, "preferably with y/n, she's a better fighter than me."
"plus, i've got motive to keep you alive! you still owe me baby pics," you joke, grabbing hold of mateo's wrist and gently leading him towards the alley you were supposed to hide in.
the plan was relatively simple. leo stood in the street and drew the lions attention until it was close enough for y/n to go in for the kill. easy peasy, lemon squeezy. except for the fact that the lion was a tad bit smarter than they gave it credit for and it instantly sought out y/n, despite leo's best efforts to look like a tastey demigod. though, it wasn't all that terrible as y/n burst open an nearby water tank, dousing the lion and blinding it for a few seconds, giving her time to swing her sword with a groan. it burst into glittering ash, fluttering into the air as y/n swatted it away, refusing to breathe it in.
"all good?" leo called, sopping wet but better that than dead. y/n giggled at his state before holding up a thumbs up, shrinking her sword back into a charm on her bracelet before turning to mateo. he was also soaked but he didn't seem to mind so much as he stared at where the lion had been a few seconds ago.
"...are you alright, mateo?" y/n questioned hesitantly, reaching a hand out and setting it against his shoulder softly.
"i- i'm okay but- what the hell is going on??" he hissed out as he felt his shirt rapidly drying, looking down and watching the water seemingly seep from his shirt into the girl's hand, where she waved it away to spalt against the ground.
"i think leo and i have some explaining to do," the girl reasoned as she did a similar process to leo's shirt.
"obviously," mateo bit out before taking a calming breath and looking at the two teens, who looked rather disappointed in themselves, "alright, alright. here's what were gonna do. you two can come home with me and explain all of this. spend a night or two or however many nights it takes to explain all of this. c'mon, it's this way."
it was a long walk but the trio filled it with plenty of explanation from y/n and leo. mateo promised to hold a open mind and he truly was trying his best, asking logical questions and really trying to understand. by the time they got to mateo's house, he was using 'gods' instead of the singular and making greek jokes like he'd been doing it his whole life. leo couldn't have been more grateful.
"honey, i'm home! with company!" mateo called as he swung his door open, leo and y/n hearing the distinct sound of little footsteps slapping against hardwood.
"daddy!" three voices cheered in near unison, launching themselves into their father's arms, who kneeled to squeeze them tight to his chest. his wife followed, smiling as she took in the sight before looking up and taking a second look at y/n and leo, who waved awkwardly
"oh, goodness! are you- leo?? oh, welcome home, buddy!" she cheered, moving past her kids and pulling leo into a tight hold, pressing a kiss to his scalp. leo wound his arms around the woman, another ghost of the past that he was more then happy to see. mrs. cruz then turned to y/n, pulling her into a tight squeeze as well before letting go and introducing her kids.
the kids took to the pair of teens like a sponge to water. while the cruz couple slaved away over dinner, y/n and leo were running around outside with the kids, playing some version of tag that leo didn't remember the rules to anymore. y/n had the youngest girl held in her arms, swaying her back and forth when she caught leo's eye, beaming a soft smile at him before giggling as the girl laid her hands on her cheeks. and leo's heart clenched, knowing he'd rather burn the whole world than live without the daughter of poseidon. then the two boys managed to tug leo down into the grass, laughing as they clambered onto his chest.
"dinner's ready, kids!" mateo teased from the doorway, drawing all five pairs of eyes to himself. the kids scrambled inside and y/n helped leo off the ground, earning her a kiss to the cheek as he pulled her into the house.
traditional hispanic meals were scattered across the table, leo explain each one to his girl as he went, giving suggestions as he filled his plate. he didn't realize how much he'd missed it until he took the first bite. obviously, it wasn't the same as his mom's, but it came pretty damn close. then the kids bedtime came, leo and y/n helping as they insisted.
mateo and his wife didn't really have a spare bedroom to offer to the pair but they were more than happy to sleep on the couch, knowing they've slept in worst places. but, before turning in for the night, mateo passed a scrap book over to y/n, giving her a warm smile and wink before setting into a seat next to her. for the next hour or so, mateo explained every photo and told every embarrassing story he could, despite leo's many protests. he even pulled a few from the book, gifting them to her, smiling as she clutched them to her chest like it was her prized possession.
"no, no, that's not what happened at all!!" leo insisted following a rather embarrassing story, his blooming blushing giving away the fact that he was now lying.
"believe what you want, leo, but that is what happened," laughed mateo, gently shutting the scrapbook as he yawned. he glanced between the tired pair, watching as you snuggled closer to leo, who leaned down and pressed a sleep kiss to your temple.
"i just- i gotta say, man, having you back home...it's nice, leo. we've missed you so- so much," admitted mateo, coughing down his emotions but leo could read it on his face.
"i'm glad to be back. gods, yeah, i'm happy to be here too," replied leo, nodding his head like he was confirming with himself too before beaming a smile at the older boy.
"well, sleep well, you two. hasta mañana," mused mateo before heading off to his room, faint similar calls coming from the teens.
the girl was aslready half asleep against leo's chest, yawn once more as she resting her hand above his heart and tucked her face into the junction between his neck and throat. leo's hands found her waist like a magnet to metal, slipping under her shirt and simply resting his fingers against her skin. he knew she was sleepy, which is why he said his next words.
"i love you, so so much. thank you for...all of this"
murmurs back of similar words is all he got in return, bring a small smile to his lips. she was all he needed, even when she was sleepy and drooling into his collarbone. he was certain he'd never loved someone like this and never would again.
and in the morning, the pair would decline mateo's offer for breakfast and leave, not without getting their phone number and address, forcing leo to promise to call or send letters within the week. then, y/n would make the offer of getting flowers and visiting his mom's grave. the tightening of leo's chest was back again but this time it didn't hurt so much. it was nearly warm and more of a pounding against his chest. a feeling he, strangely enough, wanted to keep around.
so, the pair of demigods bought flowers and y/n hung back, leaving leo with a comforting smile and allowing him alone time with his mom. and leo took it, sitting criss cross and raving about how much she would have loved y/n. how much he wished they could have met. how much he missed her. how different he felt, back in his hometown but not even sure if he could call it that anymore with how long he's been away. how much he wanted to love this place in the same way he did at seven, but he's forgotten the way. he left without saying goodbye, knowing he'd be back. he found the daughter of poseidon, leaning against a nearby fountain with a tilt of her head. he took her hand into his, offering a smile.
"let's go home, yeah?"
Just trust me, you'll be fine And when I'm back in Chicago, I feel it Another version of me, I was in it I wave goodbye to the end of beginning
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ughgoaway · 6 months
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playing on my mind- blurb masterlist
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hi yall!!! I am so glad you're enjoying the blurbs, so I figured I'd make a separate masterlist for them!! I try and tag anything relating to this au with #teacher au! so you can search that on my blog for any content of these two idiots <3
original full fic- here
blurb 1- matty is late to pick Annie up from school, but you're there to keep her company
blurb 2- matty comes into school on career day to play some music for the kids, and maybe to see you...
blurb 3- it's parents evening and matty comes in to see you, and talk about his daughter
blurb 4- its the yearly nativity play, and little Annie has a starring role
blurb 5- it's Annie's birthday, and matty brings in cake for the whole class. Maybe he ends up staying a while.
blurb 6- trick or treating together on Halloween and getting mistaken for a couple.
blurb 7- pre teacher reader, new dad matty has a screaming baby and no clue how to make it better. that is until he discovers the magic of a baby wrap...
blurb 8- two possible scenarios for the first "I love you"
blurb 9- you surprise matty front row at a show
blurb 10- going to a theme park once you and matty get together
blurb 11- (not really a blurb more just a passing thought lol) Annie losing her first tooth
blurb 12- another "I love you" for the first time scenario, if it was said during a fight/apology. Annie breaks her arm, and matty is a dickhead about it lol
blurb 13- short thoughts about matty dad dancing at a school Christmas dance.
blurb 14- not really a blurb but some slutty thoughts lol
blurb 15- Annie doing ross' hair
blurb 16- running into matty at a coffee shop and meeting george
blurb 17- Annie calling you mum for the first time (older teenage annie)
blurb 18- Annie calling you mum for the first time (young annie)
blurb 19- baby Annie is ill for the first time, and matty has no idea what to do. cue a panicked call to Adam and 4 grown men worried about a baby with a cold
blurb 20- Annie finds out about you and matty, and not in the way you hoped.
blurb 21- telling matty you're pregnant, with the help of new big sister Annie :)
blurb 22- you are sick and trying to ignore it, but matty becomes a nurse very quickly and refuses to let you just sit and rot lol
blurb 23- what matty is like during your early pregnancy
blurb 24- (short) Christmas with your family vs Matty's.
blurb 25- girls night out ends up with you getting a lip tattoo for matty, and he loves it
blurb 26- Annie decides its time to trial haircuts in her spare time, and matty is her first victim.
blurb 27- Annie is performing in a talent show, and everyone comes to watch.
blurb 28- Annie meeting her baby brother for the first time
blurb 29- small thoughts about Matty's reaction to Annie dating.
blurb 30- radom thoughts about matty comforting teacher reader after a hard week.
blurb 31- pregnant teacher reader and her mourning Matty's curls: :(
blurb 32- Annie gets her first boyfriend, who just so happens to be George's nephew. and they were doing a great job keeping it secret, until now
blurb 33- short thoughts about Annie's first award show :)
blurb 34- valentines crafts with Annie for matty pre-dating, and all the yearning that entails lol
blurb 35- first time going out as a family after you and matty have officially gotten together!
blurb 36- jealous matty after you see someone you used to go to uni with at a bar. He's definitely hitting on you, and matty is not happy.
blurb 37- a little explanation on Annie's mum and what their relationship is like!
blurb 38- first fight after you've gotten together and your first time trying to build something together.
blurb 39- your parents meeting Annie and matty for the first time.
blurb 40- mayhem, matty, and annie come home covered in mud after a walk, and the three of you are left with the job of bathing mayhem...
blurb 1- matty tries on your labcoat, and you can't help but feel slightly embarrassed about how attractive you find it - matty takes advantage, obviously.
blurb 41- matty is home from tour, baby healy is born, and annie is beyond ready for her whole family to be in one place. matty makes snoopy pancakes for a the peanuts obsessed Annie as a celebration of his return <3
18 + blurbs
blurb 2- soft gentle sex with matty after you've had a long week.
blurb 3- pulling matty straight off stage after that grab he did...
blurb 4- morning oral w/matty and holding his hand as he's between your legs <3
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Mr. Munson
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Pairings: Older! Eddie Munson x younger fem!reader
Summary: You made a new friend at work, and she invites you over to spend the weekend with her. Her father takes a liking to you, and you find yourself giving him a helping hand late one night.
Warnings Eddie is in his 40s. The reader is in her 20s. Unprotected sex. Back riding (Is that a thing? idk I'm needy)
Not proof read ignore any mistakes
18+ minors do not enter.
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Eddie and his daughter have always been close it was just the two of them since she was just a few days old. Her mother, who was also his fiancé decided to pack up in the middle of the night and leave them. There was no explanation why or how to fix things. He tried being the best dad he could for Chelsea. He worked hard, and sometimes he'd even have to bring her with him some days.
Eddie was determined to give his daughter a struggle free life. He was going to become successful no matter what he had to do to get there. Eventually, he did get there when he opened up a mechanic shop in town. Then, eventually, his own record store as well. He became an entrepreneur and made his own schedule.
His daughter never missed out on anything except having a mother in her life. That's one thing Eddie just couldn't succeed in. He tried dating around and having girlfriends. Only bringing them around his baby girl when he felt like it was getting serious. Just his luck, though they never stuck around too, long.
After a while, he gave up only doing casual dating and a hook ups here and there. Eddie being single meant him and his daughter grew a bond he wished others got to have. She was funny and sarcastic, just like him. They both had a twisted sense of humor, so some people got offended when they would hear them go back and forth.
Eddie wouldn't trade it for the world, though. This is why he also has trouble letting her go. He insisted she still live with him while going to college and working. Using the excuse that she should save up her money and move out when she's financially stable. When Chelsea finally got a new job in town and made a friend just a few years older, he didn't think anything of it until when he finally met you.
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"Hey, dad, can my friend from work spend the night? " Chelsea asked as she was tossing her bag on the couch.
"You know you're an adult. You don't have to ask permission?" He said, not looking up as he was preparing them dinner. "Yeah, I know, but it's still polite to ask." He smirks when he hears her sarcastic tone while entering the kitchen.
"When is she coming over?"
"This weekend after she gets out of class."
Nodding his head and tossing the knife he used to chop onions in the sink. "That's fine, no boys, though." his daughter rolls her eyes at him. Even though she's an adult, now he's still weary of men in her life. He can be a tad bit over protective, but his heart is in the right place.
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That weekend, after you got out of class, you practically ran to your friends car. You can't remember the last time you were this excited for a sleepover. You felt like a teenager all over again. Tossing your bags in the back seat, you jump in, squealing with excitement.
"I can't wait to just have a girls' weekend. I'm so sick of college, " you sigh, throwing your head back into the seat.
Chelsea just laughed at you turning the radio up a little bit. Sleeping with sirens plays softly through the speakers as you both ride through the neighborhood with the windows down. "Hey, my dad will probably be home, but don't worry, he's not like weird or anything. He's cool." Chelsea said over the music playing. Looking over at her, you nod your okay and go back to listening to the music.
Arriving to the Munson residents, you notice a few motorcycles parked in the driveway and a muscle car next to them. Honestly, from what Chelsea has said about her dad, you'd never guess he'd live out in this preppy suburban neighborhood.
They lived in one of those big mcmansions with fountain in the front yard. You felt a little out of place now being here. Chelsea always told you her dad made good money and made sure she had a better life than he did. He spoiled her rotten, and she wasn't afraid to admit it. You never grew up like she did. It was just you and your mom.
Your friend nudges you from your thoughts and pulls you through the front door. Kicking your shoes off to the side. Taking a look around your surroundings, you notice tons of pictures on the walls. Some of just Chelsea as a baby with a curly haired man. You assume that's her dad since he's in almost all of her baby pictures. There were some of him playing with a band on stage, too. He looked like such a fun and energetic guy. You can see why Chelsea loved him so much and always said what a great dad he was to her.
"Dad, are you home?" Chelsea yells in the foyer walking towards the kitchen.
"I'm in here sweet pea" He called back to her.
She motions for you to follow her, and your heart begins to race a little. "Dad this is my friend from work." She said introducing you.
He looks up from his magazine and stares for a moment too long. He licks his lips and extends his arm, going in for a handshake.
"Nice to meet you, sweetheart." He said, looking deeply into your eyes.
"Nice to meet you too, Mr. Munson" you say clearing you throat.
You don't know what it was, but something about the way he's looking at you made you feel funny. Funny in a good way like butterflies in your stomach. After removing your hand from his and introducing yourself, his eyes never once left you. Chelsea finally spoke up, telling you two would be going to her room now. Giving an okay and eyes still lingering on you, taking in every curve on your body, waved you both a goodbye.
"Well, that was not as awkward as I thought it was gonna be" Chelsea said flopping back on her bed.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, I don't usually bring friends over often," Chelsea confessed to you.
Eddie had left his magazine behind and headed upstairs, wanting to ask you guys if takeout is alright for dinner. He was really just using it as an excuse to get another look at you, though. He stopped at the door and listened to your conversation. He felt bad for it he had never eavesdropped on his daughter before. He just wanted to hear if maybe you were talking about him.
"If I'm being honest, I think my dad likes you," he heard his daughters muffled voice through the door.
"What makes you think that?" You laugh awkwardly.
"Oh, please, I saw how he was looking at you.
Oh my god, I just had a thought. What if you became my stepmom?" Chelsea kept going on and on.
You look at her with a shocked expression, shaking your head at her being ridiculous.
"I'm like, almost your age chells." You told her trying to act like you didn't want that.
"No listen, that would be so cool you being my stop mom. I've never had one before, and you're my best friend it's a win-win situation." She said, her voice perking up more.
"Yeah, until I like have to bang him"
"Oh please, so what l mean yeah, it would be a little awko taco at first, but I'll get over it. Besides, he needs to get some," she said, laughing at her own joke.
"Chelsea, I really don't want to talk about me banging your dad with you," you told her, hoping to change the conversation.
Eddie slowly backs away from the door and sneaks back downstairs. He wasn't offended by what his daughter was saying. That was her sense of humor, and he loved it.
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Later that night, you try to sneak downstairs for a glass of water. Going to open the cabinet, the kitchen light suddenly cuts on, causing you to jump. Turning around quickly to see who's behind you, you see him. He's standing with arms crossed over his bare tattooed chest. Leaning against the wall, he's giving you that look again.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Munson if I woke you."
He doesn't say anything back he's just staring at you with a smirk slowly creeping up on his face.
"It's okay, sweetheart. I was already awake. I'm having some back pain." He finally spoke up.
He moves away from the wall and slowly makes his way to stand in front of you."Do I make you nervous?" He whispers in your ear. Moving to look back at your face, you don't say anything. You just nod your head, yes, which earns you a soft chuckle from the older man. He rubs his scruffy beard and backs away to sit at the counter.
"There is nothing to be nervous about."
You still don't move from the place you've been standing in. You finally speak up trying to ease the tension in the room.
"Why is your back hurting? Did you pull something?"
He looks up at you with a smile. He jesters for you to get closer to him. "Can you help me with something?"
"Sure." You say as he grabs your hand, gently leading you down a dark hallway. He opens his door and motions for you to enter first.
Noticing this is his bedroom, you turn quickly to face him. He told his hands up, showing you he means no harm. "I was just wondering if you could rub my back is all." He said, sitting at the edge of his king-sized bed.
"Um, okay, what do you want me to do?" You aks him nervously.
He gets up and gets some massage oil from his large black dresser. He tosses it to you and goes to lay on his stomach. You move slowly and sit on the side of his bed, almost hanging off. "It would be better if you kinda straddle my back," nodding okay. You move to straddle his back, cursing yourself for wearing a night gown.
"Squirt some oil all over my back and pay close attention to my shoulders, sweetheart"
You pour a little too much of the oil on his back and begin to knead his tense muscles. Eddie, let's out low groan and shifts slightly, making his back put some added pressure on your clothed cunt. You continue kneading his shoulders and in between his shoulder blades.
Eddie moans loud at your skilled fingers, easing his tense muscles. His back is so slippery from the oil that it's hard to steady yourself on him without sliding around. The more you move around on him, the more your aching cunt begs for more. The way he's moaning is going right to your core, and you're thankful he won't notice the wet patch on your panties.
He lifts his hips and flexes his muscles underneath you. You bite your lip to stifle a moan at the friction. "You okay back there?" his voice makes you jump. "Im okay," you say a little too quickly. He smiles to himself, knowing exactly what's going on back there. He speaks up again,
"Take your panties off" he says with his low husky voice.
"What? Um, I don't think -" You try to argue, but he cuts you off. "Take them off and take care of yourself while you take care of me,"
He commands while reaching back and patting your thigh. You do as you're told and remove them, lowering your core against him. "Put more oil down, sweetheart, so you can glide around." He bites his lip, and you begin to pour more oil down his back.
The feeling makes him groan louder, and he jerks his hips back against you, causing you to whimper. Your needy pussy is practically crying out for you to grind on him. Spreading your legs a little wider so you can be closer to him. You begin to slowly move your hips in a circular motion on his back. Grinding yourself on him giving your aching pussy exactly what it needs.
Your breathing is becoming shallow, and you start moving back and forth against him a little harder. He shifts ever so slightly while you grind yourself on him, causing more friction on your pussy. Throwing your head back, you let out a loud moan while you use his back to get you off.
You begin to rock and back forth faster the wet slick noise of your wet pussy and oil mixing together makes Eddie's cock painfully hard. He can feel your thighs flex and squeeze at his sides. He can tell you're getting close. "Come on baby, use me, go faster."
"That's a good girl." You move to lean back and rest your hands on his ass. Grinding down harder on him, you feel a tightness in your core beginning to build.
"Mmmm, I'm gonna getting close, Mr. Munson" You moan out, voice sounding so needy.
"That's okay baby come on me. let your pussy soak my back" You move to lean forward gripping his shoulders as you grind down on him. You can feel it building up more, and you're getting closer to your release. You begin to practically bounce on him until your legs start to shake and your eyes roll to the back of your head.
You bend forward, pressing your fourhead to the back of his neck crying out for him. You try to continue grinding on him to help ride out your orgasm. "Fuuuuck, I'm coming." You say finally collapsing and rolling off him. Your clit is pulsing at the intensity of your orgasm.
Eddie turns over to check on you and taps your cheek lightly with the palm of his hand. "You with me, baby?" Your eyes slowly open, and you look him in the eyes. He smiles down at you and shifts up on his knees. He starts to take off his sweat pants, stopping for a moment. "Is this okay? "Do you want to continue?" He asks you with genuine concern.
"Please fuck me I need you." Biting your lower lip.
He grins wide and grips his thick cock in his hands. You move to sit up a bit and remove your night gown, licking your lips when you see drops of precum leaking from his angry pink tip. You lay back down, and Eddie moves to position himself between your legs. He rubs the head of his cock at your tight entrance and curses under his breath.
He slowly sinks himself inside you inch by inch slowly spreading you open around him. Both of you throw your heads back, letting out a soft groan. "Fuck" He whispers to himself. Moving, he leans over you, hooking your leg over his arm while the other is his around his waist. He starts pulling in and out of you painfully slow. You move your head to the side, and Eddie takes the opportunity to attack the soft flesh on your throat.
He starts thrusting into you faster, making your tits bounce in his face. He bends down, capturing one of your nipples in his mouth sucking hard. He bites down a little, making you scream out. His cock is pumping into you so hard and you swear you've never felt this full before in your life. Looking you down you try to see him fucking into you.
"Does my girl wanna watch herself get fucked?" He said in your ear before nipping at it.
"Yes, please,"
He laughs, and let's go of your leg moving to kneel on the bed. He takes the back of your head and holds it steady so you can watch his cock spread your pussy open. "You like that, huh?" All you could do was moan in response. Eddie begins fucking you hard and you swear you can see his cock buldge in your stomach. That tight feeling in your core is returning, and you know you won't last much longer.
"Please make me come again. I'm so close. Please, Mr. Muson"
He moves his hand from your head to play with your clit. He rubs your sensitive bud in tight circles until you start squirming under him.
"You're so wet and so fucking tight" He said clenching his teeth.
He begins to rub your clit faster and your pussy clenches around him. Eddie throws his head back at the feeling of you around him. He doesn't stop playing with your bundle of nerves between your legs until it has you shaking beneath him. Your second orgasm washes over you so intensely that you claw at his back.
Eddie can feel himself getting closer, too, with every stroke of his cock. The bed squeaking, and the sound of your wet pussy being fucked is the only thing filling your ears. You can feel Eddie's cock twitch inside of you and with a few more powerful strokes he's spilling his cum all inside your velvety walls. He let's out a long, loud moan. you have never before heard a man be this vocal before.
He stills for a moment, catching his breath and slowly pulls out of your sore pussy making his cum leak out. He rolls over onto his back and lets out a breathy laugh rubbing his face. You look over at him, wondering what was so funny.
"Fuck I haven't came that hard in so long." He confessed breaking the silence.
"Me either." You agreed.
He moves and grabs your face, gently giving you a soft and gentle kiss to the lips.
"Does your back feel better, at least? " You asked him shyly.
"Oh sweetheart, my back feels like a million bucks, sweetheart."
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cupiohearts · 3 months
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CUPID IS SO STUPID ?! - kazuha, albedo, kaeya, diluc, aether, alhaitham, childe.
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there were a total of 7 people you've been ever loved before. all of them you loved for every word they've ever said. all of them have rejected your love and every word stung.
after 7 years they all got sent your letters. reading it and understanding the same feelings that you had. seeing how you saw them.
KAZUHA was your childhood friend when you were younger. someone who you knew well due to your parents. it was a dumb childish puppy love that no one took seriously not even him.
"kazuha!" you cheerfully exclaimed as soon as you went to daycare. he was at the front with his stuffed animal of a small white cat one that his older friend had given him.
immediately taking his hand inside of yours and holding onto it tight. your parents looked from afar as they saw clear signs their daughter was falling in love with someone. they were whispering amongst themselves about how long it would last till you latched onto someone else.
you paid no mind to this because how could you ever love someone else when kazuha is right there. happily talking to him about your weekends although he already knew since you spent the weekends at his place.
it's been 8 years from kindergarten and you were still friends with kazuha and no matter how hard you try. no matter how many hints were thrown his way he wouldnt pay you any mind. chalking it up to something similar to how a little sister views her older brother.
it was only in the middle of summer did you realize that your feelings would never be taken seriously.
that summer you were sitting on the field with your friends when you saw kazuha from far away. you watched as he talked to his friends and talked to the girls around him. a sting in your heart.
you watched as his expressions changed while talking to them. a face he's never shown you before, the face someone makes while talking to someone that makes them nervous.
he didnt see you as a friend, he saw you more like a sister.
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kazuha was now in his late 20's. he wasnt strictly tied down to any work place but he was known to freelance around the crux's fleet.
a shop on the seaside that sold all kinds of goods from the ocean. often seen hanging inside the shop as somewhat of an exibit for people to see considering how pretty he is.
beidou came strolling inside, running her hand through her hair while holding a small letter in her hands. "its for you kazuha. havent opened it yet. its from someone with the intials yn." she says to him. placing the letter next to him where he was admiring the view.
"y.n? i dont think i recall knowing someone with intials like that" he muttered. taking his headphones off and rested it on his shoulders. grabbing the letter and gently opening it up.
a letter. a formally written one. not a typed up one that would be professionally made. the handwriting was hard to read but he could recognize the handwriting still.
'kazuha,
i really really really really really REALLY like you. :D i hope we can still be friends even if you dont like me back because i enjoy hanging out with you and youre my best friend in the whole world! - (y/n)' alongside doodles of stick figures holding hands with flowers and hearts.
theres something written near the bottom in a pen instead of crayon. this handwriting was different. one he doesnt recognize all too well. compared to roughness of the crayon and the letter. the words written with pen were gentle and a bit shaky.
'i just found this. if you ever recieve this letter please visit me someday. i would love to catch up and see how you are'
kazuha felt his heart race a bit. the corners of his mouth glide wider and he chuckles at the letter. "my childhood friend sent me a love letter from back when she was a kid. i wondered why she strayed so far away from me back then.. now i know" he says to beidou. showing her the letter in his hands.
a light blush on his face as he rereads the letter over and over again.
you had drifted apart from him when you two reached middle school. he assumed it was because you two were becoming teenagers and just matured. now he understands it was because you were in love. he supposed you were too shy back then to tell him your feelings.
oh how he wished he couldve told you how he felt.
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the-froschamethyst4 · 5 months
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Dad’s Best Friend
➤Day 9
𖤐 Pairing: Soap x F! Reader
𖤐 Pronouns: She/Her
𖤐Warnings: Smut, NSFW, age gap, language, P in V, eating out, dad's best friend, kissing, making out,
𖤐 AN: I would like to say this kind of clashes with hes-just-a-bit-older it's kind of the aftermath after Price finds out about Y/n and Soap's little incident.
𖤐 Summaries: The day Soap and Y/n had fucked, Soap and Y/n's relationship grew, and Price was definitely weary of the relationship. Price of course doesn't want his daughter hurt and he doesn't know how he feels seeing his best friend kiss his daughter every now and then.
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A Couple Years Later
Soap and Price were watching at football game (soccer for the American) Soap's team was winning and Price every time Soap's team would score Price would sink down into the couch as Soap would cheer.
Y/n was in her bedroom talking to her best friend. She would roll her eyes when she heard Soap cheer and Price groan. She's glad they're having fun and all, but she sometimes wishes they'd be quiet, so she could hear her best friend.
Her best friend wanted to go shopping and do a girl's day out and maybe go to a bar afterwards to have fun.
"I mean, I'll get ready, but we'll see on the bar, I'm not big on bars."
"Yeah, I understand, we don't have to go," her best friend Aria said.
"Yeah, I'll get ready and let you know." Y/n said as she hung up her phone and opened her closet pulling out an oversized t-shirt that was actually Price's old Military shirt that had 'Capt. J. Price' on the back and 'Task Force 141' on the front. It was worn out, the Task Force and Capt. J. Price where slightly creaking, and the J was fading. Luckily no holes or stains on it.
She then grabbed some black sweatpants because it was going to get cold when the sun will go down. She grabbed shoes, her wallet and texted Aria that she was ready.
She goes downstairs and sat on the love seat putting on her shoes. Price and Soap looked at Y/n getting ready to go somewhere.
"Where are you going?" Price asked.
"Aria, wants to do a girls day out, so I'll be gone for a while."
"How long is a while?" Price questioned his daughter.
"I don't know, what it's 12:30....maybe 5:00? I'm not sure," she said, putting her shoes on and kissing Price's cheek and going to Soap with a smile and kissed his lips.
Soap placed his hand on her lower back deepening the kiss.
"Okay, that's enough. It's already weird for me, seeing my best friend kissing my only daughter," Price said as Y/n pulled away with a red face and Soap just smirked.
Soap and Price are still close best friends, inviting each other to parties and anywhere to hang out like bars to talk and come over to each other's houses to watch a football match. Even though it's been 2 years of them being together, Price still finds it a bit weird that his best friend who's almost 40 years old, and his daughter is only in her late 20's and doing college work online.
Price allowed it because Y/n and Soap are happy together and he doesn't see anything wrong with it as long as his daughter isn't hurt by Soap, if Soap did hurt Y/n, Soap would be 6 feet under, and his tombstone would be saying 'died by strangulation, stabbing, shot, drowning, and fell off a cliff.'
"I'll be back," she said, walking out the door and going to Aria's car and they drove to the mall.
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6:00PM
Y/n had walked through the front door of her home, arms full of bags and her left hand held her phone and her right hand held a Starbucks drink.
They didn't have time to go to a bar or anything.
"I'M HOME!" Y/n shouted.
"He's not home." Soap said, coming around the corner of the kitchen holding a bowl of cereal.
"Where is he?" She asks, placing her bags down on the ground, and her drinks and phone on the counter.
"His work called him asking him to come in...he asked me to stay here till you got home to make sure everything's okay..." he said as he brought the spoon to his mouth and started to eat the cereal.
"I thought you wouldn't like fruit loops," she giggles at him, eating the cereal.
"Nah, it's good, just haven't had cereal in a while," he said. Y/n smiles at him and walks towards him. He placed the bowl down on the counter and held his little girlfriend's face and kissed her lips.
He pushed his tongue inside of her mouth. She slightly moans into the kiss, as his hands were placed on her hips, and he picks her up setting her on the counter. His hands went up her shirt and tossing it on the floor, he put his hand behind her back and unhooked her bra, letting it fall off her shoulders.
he grabbed the bra and tossed it on the shirt, his head goes down to her chest sucking on her breasts and squeezing her on breast as well. She moans and tangles her fingers into his hair.
His hands went to her sweatpants and pulled them off her lower half just leaving her in a cute black thong. He's never seen her in a thong before. Her hips just protruding from the small thin straps made him fucking melt. The small triangle just barely covering her clit and nothing covering her ass.
"Holy shit," he said with a red face.
"What? You don't like it?" She said, bring her leg up to cover herself but Soap stopped her.
"No, no, I love it. I fucking love it...you look so sexy with this on," he grabbed the thin straps hugging her sides and let them smack against her skin earning a soft moan from her.
"I don't even want to take these off of you. I want to see you just walk around in them...I want to fuck you in them..." he said, kissing her neck as his hands just rested on her hips.
"S-Soap..." she moans.
He pulls her off the counter till her feet touched the ground, Soap turned her around and pushed her over the counter, seeing her ass and giving her a hard smack leaving a red handprint on her ass.
"God," he leans over her shoulder pushing his clothed crotch against her ass and she could feel his bulge in his pants. She smirks and rubs her ass against him.
Soap looks around remembering the cameras in the house Price put up. He could see one in the corner of the kitchen looking right at them. He stops and moves away from her.
"Why are you teasing me?" She whines.
"I don't want the cameras to see us, and Price gets mad that we're fucking on the kitchen counter."
"Okay, follow me, I know where we can go..." she said as she stood up grabbing Soap's hand and bring him to the bathroom, there was no camera in the hallway where the bathroom was.
Soap looked down staring at her bare ass in the thong.
"Why does he have cameras everywhere?" Soap asked.
"We had a break in when I was 15 and...I was home alone while he was out..."
"Oh wait...your-"
"Mom...yeah...when I was 15 and the break in happened, and I was home alone my mom came home and the robber...shot her....this is when my dad started to come home a little more and then he decided to put cameras in the house so I could feel safe."
Soap felt bad that he asked.
"I'm sorry-"
"Don't be, it's okay..." she shut the door behind them and placed her arms on his shoulders. "I know this is kind of weird to do it in the bathroom but it's the only place that doesn't have a camera in the room or in the hallway." She said.
"I understand." He smiles down at her. His hands went to her waist and smirked and leaned down kissing her lips.
Y/n's hands went down his chest to his pants, unbuckling his belt and pulled them down and she pulled his hardened cock out.
He smirked into the kiss and started pull her thong off her lower half pulling them down and tossed them somewhere in the bathroom.
He puts her on the sink counter, and she put her feet on the sink giving him a perfect view of her slick coated pussy. He smirks and starts pumping himself viewing at her. He smacks his cock on her lower half.
She moans as he then pushes himself inside of her. She moans and falls on her back, Soap traps her between himself and counter. He starts to go easy till she gave him a look to speed up and go a little harder, which he did.
She moans and brings her head back hitting against the marble counter. Her hands held her legs, but her arms were getting tired, Soap grabbed her legs placing them on his shoulders.
Her hands kneaded her breasts as she moans and brought her hands under his shirt pulling it off his head and she tossed it on the bathroom floor. Soap was getting the rest of his clothes off as he still was thrusting into her.
"H-Holy f-fuck," he moans. He looks down at her seeing her stomach bulging with his dick inside of her. He smirks and leans down kissing her lips pushing his tongue inside of her mouth.
She moans when his tip just barely hits her g-spot. She moved her mouth, and his lips attacked her neck leaving hickies all over her neck and collarbone.
"Ahh~" She moans when she felt herself cum on his dick. He smirks and keeps going till he came inside of her.
He pulls out of her and goes down on her, licking between her folds getting cum on his tongue and swallowing it. Y/n moans feeling his tongue go inside of her as well. She grabs a handful of his hair making him go a little faster with his tongue.
KNOCK KNOCK
"Y/n? Are you in there?" Price was on the other side of the bathroom door. She looked down at Soap who kept going but she doesn't know if she could keep quiet.
"Y-Yes!"
"Everything okay?" Price asks.
"Y-Yeah, I'm just not f-feeling well," she moans but tried to keep quiet as Soap just keeps going.
"Oh okay....hey Soap." Soap stopped and looked up at Y/n knowing they were caught.
"Fuck," Soap whispers. "Hey, Price..." he says.
"What's going on?" Price asked.
"Nothing much."
"C-Could we not h-have a con-verstaion bet-between t-the door, p-please." Y/n asks.
"Fine...I just came back for my wallet," Price said.
They heard the front door shut letting them know, Price was gone.
"Did that turn you off?" Y/n asked, Soap.
"No, don't worry about me, did you get turned off?"
"A little."
"Why don't I fix that?" Soap went back to licking between her wet folds. She moaned and grabbed a handful of his hair once again, her thighs squeezed around his head.
"Oh baby," he moans as he looked up at her and she felt herself cum again and Soap licked her clean again.
"S-Soap," she moans.
He smirks and stands up hovering over her and kissing her thighs and biting them as well.
"God...you look so fucking sexy," he said as he grabbed his clothes, and she grabbed a towel to go get her clothes from the kitchen. Soap looked down seeing her black thong on the ground and stuffed them into his pocket.
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Y/n was getting ready for bed wearing a shirt that was Soap's and laid on her back looking at her phone, she was looking at TikTok before getting a text from Soap.
Soap: *I have something of yours*
Y/n: *Oh? And what is that?*
Soap: *Sent 2 photos*
Soap had sent two photos of Soap holding her black thong. He had the thong resting on his hardened dick and she could see some white liquid on the black thong.
Y/n: *Is that your cum?*
Soap: *DUH!*
She looked at the other one and saw him holding it in his mouth, he was shirtless meaning...he jerked off on her thong.
Y/n: *SOAP THOSE WERE NEW!*
Soap: *Oh, I know, love, but goddamn all I could think about was you in this thong, looking absolutely sexy*
She rolls her eyes and thought she should send some back. One of her showing off her butt in another pair of underwear in Soap's shirt.
Another where she stood in front of her full body mirror lifting the shirt exposing her panties and her hips being tightening by the panties.
Another one with the shirt off and panties off.
Soap: *GODDAMN! New photos to jerk off to*
Y/n could feel his smirk from a far away and could feel him already jerking off. She placed her phone down getting her clothes back on and laid on her bed.
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duskymrel · 27 days
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Every time I (16) have been mistaken as my siblings mother, in order
How does this keep happening ik I look older than I am but I couldn't pass for more than 19 or 20.
When I was 14 my little sister (2 at the time) was throwing a tantrum in target at the checkup line so my mom told me to go outside and hold her. I live in the Bible Belt and this Karen looking conservative lady walked by and paused. She look me UP and DOWN, mean mugged me with disgust, and stalked inside the store. Made me mad because even if she *was* my daughter, why would you be such a bitch to someone who had a child at a young age? Note that at this point I probably looked 16 or 17, as I've always looked a few years older than I really am.
2. Last year my brother was late to his baseball practice so my mom told me to run ahead and take him to his field. One of the moms approached me and was like "oh, your son's uniform is ready, would you like to take it?" And my brain fizzed out and the only thing I could think to say was "I'm 15."
3. A few months ago my family and I visited Washington D.C. and we were in a gift shop and my mom told me to watch my little sister (she was about half a year old then) while she took my little brother and sister around the shop. The kindest old man ever came up to me and told me my baby was beautiful. I awkwardly smiled at him and was like "Oh, thank you, that's so kind! But this is actually my little sister."
4. My dad was on a work call and was sharing his screen. His background is a picture of me and my siblings, all four of us. His coworker was asking to see a specific file and said "Oh, the one right above your wife's head." My Dad didn't know wtf to even say to that and, as described from him, "autismed out and didn't say anything."
5. Today after dinner my mom had gone out to the car to put the baby in while I got some quarters out to get my brother and sister gumballs. The man at the counter pointed to my little sister and said "Oh, she's so cute! A little mini-me, she looks just like you!" And I just died inside and said "Probably because we're sisters!" Then proceeded to refer to my siblings as sis and bro in front of this guy until we left.
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My siblings are 7, 4, and 1 why do people keep thinking I'm their mom oml. I love them so much but like I do NOT look that old.
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bellaramseysgf · 2 years
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Take me to church (M.M)
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Warning(s); age gap (reader is 19,Matt is in his late 20’s,talk of religion,fingering,oral (M receiving),dumbifaction,innocence kink,Finger sucking,misuse of a lollipop,public (ish) sex,daddy kink,food play + more!
Pairing(s); Matt Murdock X Priest’s daughter! Reader.
Summary; you’re tired of being your fathers ‘good little girl’ however,you’d gladly be his good girl.
A/n; I’m feral for Matty boy <3
Divider by @firefly-graphics <3
Also, a big thank you to @lanadelreyscokewhor3 for encouraging me to write for Matty and being the biggest supporter for me I adore her <3
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This didn’t go as planned,you sneaking out of school that is. Your father makes you go to this stupid catholic Sunday school bullshit every sunday. You’re 19 you should be able to choose what you do on sundays but no,you’re always forced into that same stuffy classroom. In the same stupid skirt and white top,in the same stockings and shoes. Every. Fucking. Sunday.
You were so tired of going wishing you could do normal stuff like go to parties or spend the day shopping,stuff your friends from actual school did.
You groaned as you put all your strength into pulling yourself over the fence,it wasn’t working. You huff your boots hitting the ground again. You were determined. You back up getting a running start but your back hit something hard and you squeezed your eyes shut. The smell of his cologne enveloping your head and making your brain fuzzy like always.
“Mr. Murdock!” You said spinning around to stare and the suit clad man,glasses sat on his nose. “If you’re gonna sneak out maybe don’t be so loud.” He said and you shrugged “how’d you know it was me?” You asked,the man was legally blind how he always found you,you weren’t sure.
“Who else would be trying to hop the fence at 11am on a Sunday?” He replied his voice laced with confidence and a chuckle. “Right….well uhm-” “I suggest you follow me back inside before your father finds out” you nodded and grabbed his outstretched hand. “Of course” you replied walking,partially leading him back towards the entrance though he knew the way.
“Good girl” he praised thumb running over your hand and you smiled up at him eyes twinkling though he couldn’t see it he could feel your smile pointed at him.
You sat at the back of the church in the Last possible pew available while your dad was speaking to people in the front. You sighed sucking against the sucker he’d bought to keep you quiet. You laid your head back staring up and the old wood work on the ceiling completely spacing out,your mind going to him.
Matt was always on your mind. How could he not be?,the man was attractive. Maybe it was just the lack of fatherly love that had you so attracted to him. A older man,a man who took care of you,made you feel special,made you feel wanted and loved. He wasn’t like the boys at your school he was mature and he had values other then getting into girls pants.
You wanted him. Dreamed of him. Wished you could have him.
“Psst” you jumped hearing a voice next to you,it pulled you from your day dreams and down next to you to see Matt. “Mr. Murdock!” You whispered and he smiled over at you “come on” he said and you once again took his outstretched hand. He lead you through the church and up a set of stairs to a small room,you weren’t sure what it was it looked like storage.
“Is this the part where you kill me and I fall victim to another man?” You asked and he replied with a chuckle shaking his head. He grabbed a chair from the corner and brought it over to you letting you sit down before getting one for himself. “You know,you function pretty well for a blind guy” Matt smiled at you “yeah,I’d hope so.” Your eyes trailed to his hand a bruise residing over his knuckles “what happened to your hand?” You asked and Matt glanced down at his hand “oh,nothing just ran into a wall” you raised your brow at him.
The man just lead you up 4 flights of stares and he ran into a wall? “You okay?” You asked just letting it go and he hummed nodding. You twisted the candy in your mouth with your tongue. “What’s in your mouth? It smells like cherries” he said and you giggled “it’s a sucker,you want a taste?” Pulling the candy from your lips with a audible pop and holding it out to him. Matt’s fingers wrapped around the stick of the candy and grabbed it,he shifted sinking out of the chair and onto his knees in front of you.
“What’re you doing?” You asked and you gasped feeling his calloused hand trailing up your thigh. “Just keep quiet, love” you nodded and Matt hooked his finger into your underwear tugging it to the side you let out a quiet whine and a smirk fell on Matt’s lips. He slowly brought the candy up up up until it sunk down inside and you let out a moan. Matt shushed you his open hand rubbing your thigh and he slowly thrusted the sugary treat in and out of you, his eyes trained on the way you body sucked it back in Every time he pulled it out.
“Shhh, that’s it. That’s a good girl baby, just swallow it right up” he smiled. Your head fell back much like it did before your face pointed to the ceiling as he pushed the candy just right to bring you flying towards your peak. You whined out and heard him chuckle “want you, want you so bad!” You whine out and Matt smirked. “Yeah? How badly do you want me baby? Want me to be inside you like this candy?” You nodded “yes! Yes! So bad you…you make me so wet…I-I think about you when I touch myself” you admit and Matt felt pride wash over him.
“Awh that’s so sweet doll,touching yourself is wrong. Only I can’t touch you okay? No more of you making yourself cum,understand?” You nodded “y-yes” “yes what?” He pushed. “Yes daddy, w-won’t touch” your body trembled as your orgasm rocked through you,you felt on cloud nine while he was chuckling beneath you.
Once he was sure you were sated in afterglow he pulled the candy from you a thick sheen covering the candy as he popped it into his mouth. You lazily look down at him as he fixed your panties back over you just in time for your dad to walk in.
“What’s going on here?” He asked and Matt was quick to stand back up knowing you were too dumb to really talk. “Ah,she tripped I was just making sure her knee was okay.” Your dad tilted his head “what’s with the sucker?” “I didn’t want anymore” you chimed in and stood up on slightly shaky legs. “Thanks for checking up on me Mr. Murdock” your cheeks flushed as you embarrassingly walked past your dad who followed you.
You for once were excited for Sunday, not even to be preached on or for stupid Sunday school but to see him. You had been good all week not touching yourself just like he said but fuck were you needy now,especially for him. You wanted to be good though,be good for him and not be needy and desperate. All determination to not be needy and desperate was thrown from the window the second you spotted him though.
He was always early, him and your father would spend mornings talking. You waved at him just as your mother jerked you towards the classroom. For them to be so adamant for people to attend sneaking out of the class is easy, or maybe it was just easy because of who your dad was.
You trailed down the hall peaking carefully out the door at the people your dad was teaching to. You scanned and scanned until your eyes fell on him,in his suit the same glasses sat on his nose and you smiled to yourself. If you’re gonna be needy and desperate might as well go all in right?.
Matt was sat towards the back,he always sat there incase he had to cut out early. His trained ears heard the bench creak when someone sat next to home and then the smell of strawberries and orchids filled his senses and he knew it was you. “Love, why aren’t you in class?” He asked his tone dropping to one of a disappointed father. You rolled your eyes knowing he couldn’t see it “I have something for you” you whispered grabbed his wrist. Matt felt your hand graze his and then felt a balled up piece of cloth in his hand. It didn’t take him long to figure out what it was.
Your panties.
Matt heard you get up and he quickly shoved the cloth into his slacks. Matt sat rather uncomfortable for the rest of the time his slacks getting tighter and tighter with the fact your panties were in his pocket.
You were stood talking to your friends when all at once you caught them staring behind you. You turned around to see Matt stood in the doorway “your dad wants you” he informed and you nodded “bye!” You waved to your friends and walked to Matt. However he put you in the opposite direction of where your dad would be.
“Mr. Murdock my dads the other-” “shut it and keep walking” you nodded allowing him to push you into the a empty room. “How do you know where so many storage rooms are?” You asked spinning to look at him his glasses were gone and you were met with his dark chocolate brown eyes. “What the fuck was that? You can’t actually not be wearing anything under your skirt.” You smiled at him “yeah? You wanna check?” You asked and matt let out a soft growl before walking towards you.
You pushed yourself up on a empty table in the room grabbing a hold of his hand you placed it on your thigh. He trailed his hand up your leg until he met your core between them,warm and wet. He groaned at the feeling his fingers pressing through your slick and sinking into your core.
You gasped your head tilting back you bared your neck to him and he was quick to place kisses along your chin and down your neck as he pumped his fingers in and out at a steady pace. Your hands found place on his shoulders nails digging into the button up he was wearing.
“Look at you, such a good little dumb baby. Going dumb on my fingers princess? It was quite fun hearing your sounds the other day. I can still taste you on that lollipop your sweet cum mixed with cherry. Delicious.” You dropped your head onto his shoulder and you whined “sit up,cmon you know better then to get lazy.” You made no effort to move so Matt stopped his fingers.
You let out a desperate whine and Matt clicked his tongue on the roof of his mouth “I said sit up. Mind your manners princess” you pushed what little energy you had left into your body and leaned back up looking at him “M’sorry daddy” you mumbled as his fingers went back to work. “Yeah? It’s okay princess daddy’ll forgive you just this once.” You beamed at him knowing he wasn’t mad “I can feel that smile on your face,you happy? Happy daddy’s Fucking you on his fingers in the back of your fathers church? Such a needy little slut. Passing me your panties in the middle of it? How desperate are you?” His tone was condescending,not filled with a ounce of actual anger.
His words made your head feel fuzzy you wanted to reply but your brain felt jumbled and mixed up. “You know,my senses are a lot better since I lost my sight?” You moaned when he curled his fingers nails digging into his skin though his shirt. “I can hear how Fucking slutty you sound,your little mumbles. I can smell you,my pretty baby’s arousal that’s soaking down my arm. Smells so Fucking sweet it drives me crazy” you lifted a hand to his cheek.
“Lips…” you breathed out and Matt obliged your lips meeting his with nothing but utter want. Your lips pushed together while his tongue slipped into your mouth muffling the sounds you were making. You started to grind your hips against his fingers as he pulled away “you gonna cum? Huh? Gonna cum all over daddies fingers like the desperate,needy,dumb baby you are?” You took a deep breath “y-yes” you pushed out and Matt smiled. “You can’t cum until I say,you won’t because you’re a good girl right” “yes!” You whimpered.
“Then I think I wanna hear you beg a little bit honey,beg daddy to let you cum on his fingers” you swallowed thickly trying your best to stay coherent for him. “Please..needa cum for you wanna…wanna be your good girl and cum for you daddy. Squeeze your fingers so tight while daddy makes me feel so good…I-it feels so good” you managed words between breaths and moans. “Yeah? Daddy makes you go dumb huh baby?” You nodded “yes!” He could feel you fighting it back,your cunt clenching around his digits.
“Pretty please daddy…can I cum?” Matt hummed “yeah,go ahead my little princess make a mess for daddy.” Your body responded as your orgasm came crashing down. It had you feeling something more then bliss something close to euphoria just from his fingers.
Matt slowed his fingers letting you ride it all out before he pulled them out,when he did you collapsed forward your body laying into his chest. “You made such a mess that’s so rude doll” you blinked and lifted your head opening your mouth up. You made a quiet ‘Ah’ so he would know you opened it. Matt chuckled and pushed his fingers into your mouth leaving you to suck them clean for him,his other hand made quick work of his belt.
“Gonna make me feel good too right princess?” You nodded and slipped off the table settling on your knees in front of him. You once again opened your mouth obediently and Matt filled it just as quick his cock sitting heavy on your tongue. You sucked against him and he let out a groan “Cmon, sweetheart. You can take more then that…yeah Atta girl” he praised you as he sunk deeper into your throat your eyes watering as you swallowed around him to stop yourself from gagging. Matt took note of it “oh? Look at you such a good little cocksucker” no. You were just good for him.
You hummed around him as you started to bob your head back and forth. You pulled groans from the man above you,his hands resting on your head as he let you do the work. He continually muttered praises at you calling you a good girl and saying how good you made him feel. You felt your head drop into a even fuzzier headspace only wanting to focus on him and his pleasure. You picked up the pace of your mouth and your sucking.
“Fuck- god you’re so good. So so so so good you make me feel so good,you know that don’t you? My little devil.” You hummed as a response and it tipped him over the edge. Matt clung to your head as he let out a elongated groan spilling his warm spend down your throat. After he took a minute to breathe he pulled out you swallowed what you couldn’t and wiped your mouth clean with the back of your hand.
“You alright? Let me get you some water” he was quick to lift you back up onto he table walking away just far enough to grab you a small cup of water. You still didn’t understand how he could function so well for a blind person. You took the paper cup from him and chugged it down washing the bitter taste from your mouth. “You did good,you’re such a good girl” you sighed as he pushed his waist between your legs standing between your thighs.
You leaned forward your head resting on his chest,he stayed like that rubbing his hand up and down your back while he waited for you to come back to him.
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sentofight · 10 months
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ooc. so, no one asked for a milf oc but i will write a milf oc haha. and f/e a/wakening oc too hoho.
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Rahma is born in Plegia to Samer and Toqa, two spices merchants. She grew up helping her parents in their modest shop and when she got older, Rahma found the human body fascinating. Her interest was piqued when she noticed the shop's regulars' orders. Some would buy weak spices, and some would buy stronger ones. She would stop them and ask why they prefer this over that.
This continued to become a doctor. Rahma was known for her particularness; at first, she would treat everyone that comes to her clinic, but afterward, she got bored of the same old 'symptoms' and the way she treats them. That's why she stopped seeing people with common illnesses and paid attention to strange and odd illnesses.
This increased when the war between Plegia and Ylisse happened. Rahma was in her late twenties during the war. She helped to tend to the injured soldiers and people. Her obsession flourished when she saw all these test subjects around her and no one is the wiser if she did an experiment or two on them in the name of medicine.
Her actions were known and people were displeased with her and came after her. Rahma had to flee out of Plegia and use the war between the two nations to escape to Valm as it was the 'safest' choice and farthest from the two countries. Ferox was a choice but she didn't want to risk someone of the merchant guild to find her there.
In Valm, Rahma took her time to understand the consequences of her actions. She stayed in an inn which is run by an old lady who took care of her as if she was her daughter. Slowly, Rahma told her everything and the old lady didn't judge her but she told her the best way to atone is to acknowledge the wrongdoing, and if she wants to go back and ask for forgiveness then that's the second step. Rahma, who as soon as she could, changed her name and look, now is called Amina. She waited until the war has calmed down and the aftermath lessened. She kept in touch with whatever is happening between the two countries. When Emmeryn came to succession, news of her goodwill traveled to Valm. That encouraged Amina to travel back to Plegia and figure out a way to atone for her past actions.
Amina lives in a border village between Ylisse and Plegia in fear someone might recongize her still. She is yet to summon her courage to go back and apologize. It has been almost 20 years yet she cannot make the move.
She can do anything in the village she stays in but anything related to medicine she will pretend she does not know. She developed a bad habit in which she neglected her wounds or cuts if she sustained any. The thought of going back to being a doctor and being found out scares her beyond words.
During her stay in the village, a couple of men tried to court her but she keeps denying everyone's advances. she rather focuses on the lonesome atoning journey to bind another person in her hell life. despite that, she is seen as a mother figure to the kids around the village, something she finds burdening because she cannot see herself as a mother, heck making a family and being with someone. who would accept her sins?
note: if your muse finds out about her past they are free to do whatever they think is right. however, do not just use this information whenever you like without a proper build-up to that point. yes, your muse can call her a coward and i dont mind. she needs the reality slap haha
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Birth name: Rahma
Alias: Amina
Age: 43
Height: 180cm
Skin color: Dust storm
Hair Color: Black then she dyed it with Hena and turned a bit brownish like this Metalic Brown
Eye color: Royal green
Reference images thanx p.icrew: pre her escape || post her escape
She cut her hair shorter than it was and dyed it with hena so it got reddish/brownish but it got a little bit longer with her stay in Valm.
Occupation: Doctor, previously. Volunteer, currently.
Class: Cleric changed to Mage
Nationality: Plegian
Family: Father, Samer. Mother, Toqa. unnamed two brothers and two sisters.
Resident: Border village between Ylisse and Plegia
Personality traits pre: curious, inquisitive, obsessive, tunnel vision.
Personality traits post: quiet, reserved, anxious
Face claim: none so far.
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Timeline of my Fallout 4 OC Jasmine's Life
This is apart of a request from the lovely@satansleftasscheekcouldnever, I will probaly edit this later to add more when i think of it. ☺️
Early Life
June 21, 2062. Born after her twin brother to unknown parents in the city of Boston. Shortly after her birth, her birth Mother tossed her in a local garbage bin and ran off, claiming that she only wanted a boy. Luckily, some passersby stopped to bring her out and take her to the hospital.
July 12, 2062. Adopted by her parents, Jameson Brooks and Heather Brooks, along with their 5 year old daughter Lilac Brooks. She was named Rosalinda (Rosie) Marie Brooks after the sweet pink roses in her mothers garden.
2063. Baby Rosie is discovered to somehow be able to lift her baby gate on her own.
December 18, 2064. Jameson is reported missing by his wife after he didn't return home with the Christmas shopping.
December 20, 2064. Jameson was found murdered in a alleyway in Boston by police. Near his body, they found a doll that he had bought for his two year old daughter Rosie. His killer was sadly never caught. Heather keeps her children from ever knowing the truth about their fathers death, always saying that he just flew to heaven.
January 2065. Heather finds out she is three months pregnant with her late husbands baby.
April 4, 2065. Two year old Rosie is seen falling out of her apartment window by a neighbor. The neighbor ran over screaming, only to find Rosie playing in the rocks completely fine without even a scratch. The doctors told her mother that they couldn’t understand why she didn’t get hurt, she should have at least broken a bone at that hight. Most people say she was blessed by angels, others say she landed in a shrub.
July 1, 2065. Heather gives birth to her new son Cosmos Brooks.
Summer, 2067: Five year old Rosie is declared the fastest, strongest kid in her grade. A title that she will keep for the rest of her school days.
Fall, 2067: Rosie punches a boys arm for trying to kiss her, they become close friends.
Summer, 2068: An elderly neighbor offers Heather and her children daily shooting leassons, saying that the war is near and they must be well prepared. Only six year old Rosie takes a real interest in such lessons. Keeps asking, “Is this legal?” Over and over again.
Winter, 2069: Rosie picks the lock of her family’s small snack cabinet after her older sister showed her how, inspiring the small girl to pick other locks.
Summer, 2070: Eight year old Rosie gets into a fist fight after she defended her Chinese friend who was being taunted by two boys that were three years older. Rosie wins of course.
Fall 2070: Eight year Rosie manages to shoot down all her practice targets in one go. Her neighbor declares her the fastest and youngest learner he has ever met. He then often takes her hunting in the woods, teaching her how to track animals and how to sneak up on them unnoticed.
March 2071: Rosie spots some teenagers attempting to do Pakour on the top of the school building. Rosie walks over to climb up with them, ignoring the fact that she just effortlessly scaled up the side of the wall.
May 13, 2071: Heather Brookes is killed in a car crash, leaving her three children orphaned.
May 29, 2071: Rosie is hit by a speeding motor bike and is slammed into a brick wall. Once again, she is somehow completely okay but leaves the doctors spooked on how she didn’t die.
Dark Years.
June 30, 2071: Rosie is taken away from her siblings by an unknown group of people to where her “living nightmare” begins. She never sees her siblings alive again.
August 1, 2071: Rosie is slapped for asking a “stupid question.” This was the first of many beatings.
August 2, 2071: Rosie is taken to an underground vault up by New Hampshire where she is forced to complete a bunch of training tasks such as shooting targets and scaling high objects. If she messes up by even the slightest, she gets beaten. Thankfully, her hunting skills come in useful.
November 6, 2072: Rosalinda is forced to shoot and kill her first human as part of her training. The persons pleas for mercy still echo in her mind. She has to repeat this “training” multiple times throughout the years.
December 2072: Rosalinda gets sick after her food was purposely poisoned. After that, she would never know when her food would be tainted or not, so she taught herself to throw up the food after a few hours, then a few minutes
July 25, 2073: Rosalinda is first raped by several guards, although she had been experiencing sexual harassment since day one.
Winter 2075: Rosalinda is insulted by one of the trainers. She tells the girl that her that she is so unwanted and pathetic that her birth parents took one look at her, then threw her away like the bitch that she is. Rosalinda feels like the trainer is right.
May 9, 2077: Rosalinda is injected with a mystery serum, she doesn’t know what it is but she feels much stronger afterwords.
June, 2077: Rosalinda almost rips apart a guard with her bear fists after he attempted to rape her while brutally beating her. She is kept half sedated to keep her under control.
October, 2082: Rosalinda is forced into cryo sleep along with a few guards and doctors who volunteered. Despite 5 years passing since the bombs dropped, Rosalinda doesn’t seem to have aged.
Post War
October 10, 2287: Rosalinda wakes up to a robotic voice stating that her cryo pod is malfunctioning. She kills anyone who stands in her path as she trudges out to find what became of her home, taking with her the Overseers Pipboy and keycard.
November 2287: Rosalinda almost dies of thirst while trying to get back to the Commonwealth. She is found and dragged off by a band of slavers who give her water then attempt to sell her into slavery. Rosalinda kills them off before fleeing.
December 2287: Rosalinda makes it back to her home only to find that her town was now part of the glowing sea after directly being hit by nukes. The only place that she recognized that survived was the graveyard where her parents were buried. She found two new smaller graves that had her siblings names engraved on the tombstones. Not knowing how they died drives her crazy.
Late December: Rosalinda tries Jet for the first time as a substitute for her other Chems, finding the blissful airy release to be more addicting than anything else she has tried.
Early-January 2288: Rosalinda finds a settlement that had been razed clean by raiders, the only survivors being four children. Feeling like she is too much of a monster to be called by her real name, Rosalinda introduces herself as Jasmine and offers to help the kids get to safety.
Mid-January: The group finds a small stash of sweet rolls and comics. They hunker down for the night and Jasmine reads to them all of the comics, making funny voices to make them laugh while they much on their sweet rolls.
Early-March, 2288: While trying to lead the children to the safety of Diamond City, Jasmine makes the choice of staying in an abandon house to let the group get some extra sleep. Jasmine, who hadn't slept in days, ended up falling asleep as well, which resulted in a group of super mutants getting the drop on them. Two kids, Dina and Davis were both fatally wounded, Jasmine had to make the choice on leaving them behind in order to get the remaining two to safety. She never forgave herself for leaving them or for falling asleep.
Early May, 2288: The remaining two children are killed by a grenade when a raider sniped Jasmine and they tried to fight them off on their own. Jasmine survived but awoke to find her last two friends dead.
September, 2288: Jasmine pets a settlers cute dog, not really important I just thought she deserved it after all that happened.
October, 2288: Despite it being over a year, Jasmine looks in the mirror and realizes she hasn’t aged at all.
November, 2288: Jasmine goes to Diamond City where she first meets Nick Valentine, that’s where the fic picks up.
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Name: Isabelle Mercier
Fandom: TVC
Timeline: book timeline
Face Claim: Elle Fanning
Age: 20 (in appearance),
Gender/pronouns: Female, she/her
Sexuality: Lesbian
Positive traits: Smart, caring, independent
Neutral traits: Friendly, funny
Negative traits: Willful, stubborn
Isabelle was the only child of Claude and Genevieve Mercier, silk merchants who lived in Lyon at the beginning of the silk trade. She was born in 1540 which was the year that the silk trade monopoly was granted to Lyon and Claude was one of the first to begin to make money from it.
At the age of 15, her father began to pursue a marriage for his daughter, eventually alighting on Alessandro Rossi, a damask trader from Florence. They had one son, Lyon, who was named after the city Isabelle so missed.
Lyon was a precocious child with a love of nature and they regularly left the city to indulge in nature. On one of those excursions, in 1560, they were set upon by robbers. Lyon was killed while they fled for their lives, Isabelle being struck from behind and, thankfully, not witnessing the death of her son, and left for dead. Isabelle was discovered by Sevraine who turned her into a vampire. When the blood gave her the strength, she buried her son temporarily and then found the robbers and killed them, in the name of Lyon. In later years, Isabelle moved Lyon's body and grave back to the city she had so loved and named him after.
Isabelle travelled with Sevraine until the 1800s when she encountered the Theatres Des Vampires. Isabelle fell into a relationship with one of the vampires there, a slightly older woman named Amelie. Isabelle was never part of the theatre but did visit regularly. She was visiting her son's grave in Lyon when the Theatre was burned down, Amelie perishing with the others. Isabelle was devastated and fled the country, heading to Scotland and living in Edinburgh until the late 1900s when the purge began and Lestat spouted off all their secrets.
Isabelle was lucky to have survived, having been far enough away from most other vampires and thus avoiding the situation with Akasha. At the turn of the century, she moved to New York where she later met Armand again, resuming a sort of friendship that they had established back in the 1800's. Isabelle became a regular visitor to Trinity Gate when it was established and would sometimes take Sybelle out on shopping trips for girl time.
Isabelle does not have many other vampire gifts, her power being centralised and focused in the spell gift which she is strong in.
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                                (—) ★ spotted !! ALANA BISHOP on the cover of this week’s most recent tabloid ! many say that the 23 year old looks like MADELYN CLINE , but i don’t really see it. while the  HEIRESS / DANCER  is known for being  ENCHANTING  my inside sources say that they have a tendency to be  MANIPULATIVE i swear, every time i think of them, i hear the song SUGAR BY ROBIN SCHULZ .
*   ◞  ╰   general   .
full name : alana grace bishop . nicknames : lana , lani birthdate / zodiac sign : somewhere in september during libra season . birthplace :  los angeles , ca . sexual orientation : heterosexual . family : sienna rossi ( mother , deceased )  &  elijah bishop  ( father , 54 years old ) siblings :  aiden bishop ( brother , 26 years old ) pets : four months old labradoodle named harvey occupation : heiress / dancer . life goal : idk , she doesn’t really have any she got it all fnerhfbd . love language : physical touch . + traits  :  enchanting , confident , coquettish , high-spirited , passionate , affectionate  &   courageous . - traits  :  vain , manipulative , stubborn , abrasive , selfish , hypocritical   &  dramatic . aesthetic :  lip gloss , long hours at the dance studio , blowdried bouncy hair , lipstick stained coffee mugs , matte nail polish , satin sheets , impulsive shopping sprees , romantic comedy binge watches , day drinking , lingerie as outerwear , chanel eau tendre perfume sprayed at the nape of her neck and wrists , hardwood mahogany floors , bubble baths , half naked pictures , rose water , iced matcha , laughter floating through a room , missed calls , diamonds , getaway vacations . muse inspo :  andie ( how to lose a guy in 10 days ) , brooke davis ( one tree hill ) , rachel green ( friends ) , buffy summers ( buffy the vampire slayer ) , cher horowitz ( clueless ) , stassi schroder ( vanderpump rules ) , jackie buckhart ( that 70s show ) , lorelai gilmore ( gilmore girls ) , blanche devereaux ( the golden girls ) , phoebe halliwell ( charmed ) , gabrielle solis ( desperate housewives ) , cassie howard ( euphoria ) , maddie perez ( euphoria ) , hanna marin ( pretty little liars ) 
*   ◞  ╰   quick history   .
the bishop’s have been a name in the world for decades now , after grandad bishop started a company back in the early 20s ,  &  all the way now to elijah bishop who after co-founding one of the  ( now world famous )  best computer softwares out there ( think microsoft )  , became the youngest billionare at just the ripe age of 22. 
at the time , during during one of his business trips in europe , elijah fell in love with an italian beauty named sienna  &  nearly renounced his business altogether for her if she hadn’t moved to the states back with him . a couple of years later , the pair welcomed their second child  &  according to press at the time , the moment elijah held his daughter he called her  “ the most beautiful girl in the world “ .
if it weren’t for their very public life  &  elijah’s area of work , they could’ve been considered a normal family , after all , alana was spoiled rotten  &  adored by both her parents .  ( tw: death )  but it all changed following the fatal car crash which made sienna tragically pass away ( think princess d kinda accident )  . alana was only a toddler when the accident happened , but even to this day she can almost distinctly remember the media coverage following it  &  the relentless paparazzi .  
frankly , losing her mother left a huge mark on alana’s life , because no matter how big of a daddy’s girl she was , or how she had a great older brother to grow up with , or how many greats nannies she had , nothing  &  no one could’ve replaced that void . perhaps , the same could’ve been said about elijah , who since never remarried . sure , he dated a few women over the years but none of them were serious enough to be officially led into the family .
as alana goes , being the youngest  (  the most resembling their late mother ) definitely had it perks. she was spoiled rotten since day one from both her father , learning at a very young age that manipulation was the greatest art of them all   &   how a few tears on her face can weaken the man’s heart .
by the time she was 5 years old, alana was already a face almost every household had known. after all, she was gorgeous little kid with locks of beachy blonde hair that accompanied her father on many social events. so it came to no real surprise that she grew up to become one of the typical  “ daddy’s trust fund baby “  out there. 
but , something that  did  shock the world was the fact she was actually v v gifted when it came to dancing, something her father picked up on v early on  &  decided to enroll her into the best schools money could buy so by the age of 7, she was also a competitive dancer ! 
by the time she was 16 , she was already featured in a few music videos !  ( think maddie ziegler in sia’s music videos ) 
at 18 , she finally landed her big break ever when j.lo asked her to be her backup dancer on tour .  her dancing career sky-rocked at that point  &  later on went on to perform for many famous musicians including britney spears , drake , rihanna , justin bieber  &  more !   
right now , she’s in the process of filming another season of dancing with the stars ( her star partner is a wc plot idea !! )  !  
*   ◞  ╰   personality & dating life   .
generally speaking , alana is a v v charismatic person . she can light up any room she walks into with her smile  &  it’s something she fully takes advantage of .
loves being around people  ( read : social butterfly )  ! !  she thrives on companionship  &  often surrounds herself with people she deems interesting who can introduce her to new  things .
when it comes to her friends , she’s extremely loyal  &  9/10 times would do absolutely anything for them . like you need a place to stay ?  you need money ?  your rep is going down the toilet ?  you need someone to pick ur drunk ass at 4pm ?  she’s ur girl .
stubborn as a mule  &  very passionate about the things that interest her .
great listener  ( read : gossip queen )  but for the love of god do not tell her your secrets bc she will spill  ! !   although , people do because she looks trustworthy but … like … nah …
extremely coquettish  &  a big attention ho. 
 loves beautiful things  ( read : vain ) including herself ! !  you can catch her posing for pictures anywhere she goes or spending lots of time pampering  &  showering herself with beautiful clothes , accessories  &  other  “ beauty accouterments “  that catch her eye .
known for being flighty ? ?  while she’s lots of fun to be around because she will make you think you’re the most beautiful , loved  &  special human alive …. when it comes to actual commitment she’s not exactly the most reliable person around ? ?   so she dates  A LOT  but the second things get too serious she’s like  “ lol bye “ esdfnsjfg .
another one of her downfalls is that she’s definitely a little too much self-absorbed ? ?  like when things don’t go perfectly right for her she feels as though the world’s ending  &  everyone is against her ? ?
hates being alone - likes to do everything with someone by their side, and ideally that someone is an object of affection aka she LOVES being loved .
*   ◞  ╰   connections  .
childhood best friends , best friends , ex best friends , friends through association , friends only for the cameras , enemies , exes on bad terms , exes on bad terms , someone she’s currently “ dating “ aka wrapping around her finger ,  etc ! !  
also let me just add some actual plots that i have written  HERE  .
tbh this list was extremely vague bc i’m down for anything so just hmu or like this so i can come bug u  :~)
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CHAPTER 6 FIELDWORK
How long has your family lived in this country?
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How long has your family lived in this country?. My father Idris landed in the United States in 1984 settle then used his money to create a grocery shop that sells ingredients and many things African, Caribbean and Latinos can buy to cook at home, and items that people used back from their hometown once he open that shop, he was recognized on newspapers, Many people came to shop and were recognized for being the first to have an African shop in Baltimore City since the African community and people outside of Africa recognized him. Two years later, he settled down with my stepmother Eunice, who is African American, and daughter, Joani, in 1987; they had been married for awhile then. She later got pregnant with my half brother, Idris Jr. raised my brother from birth to a young adult (high-school). In 2001, my mom visited the United States. and met family and went back; then, in 2002, she was gifted a visa from family members and was gifted a ticket from her late brother. Later in 2002, my father divorced my stepmother. then a year later in 2003, he went to a party, and my aunt introduced my mom to my father. They met and got together, and in that same year, Mom got pregnant then, in June 2004. I was born; my Mom worked hard and was a nurse for over 20 years. till this day, on 2010 my father Idris sadly passed away when I was 5, it was just me and mom till this day.
Where did they come from?
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Nigeria is a West African country it between the Sahel to the north and the Gulf of Guinea to the south in the Atlantic Ocean, it is the most populous country in Africa, and the world’s sixth most populous country. Both of my parents come from different states / town in Nigeria. Both of my parents tribe is Yoruba, my dad is from Oyo State, and my mom is from Ondo State both states have their dialect and speak Yoruba differently. ( I don’t know much about my dad life in Nigeria), my mother went to school with a full family she had older brothers that were making sure she was focused in school and a little sister and younger brother and two family household, she had a job she was farmer and sold chickens and lamb and many animals in her market and also had a job at the airport. My mom was taking care of her nephew who was having a trouble in school in the United States so his mother brought him to the Nigeria to calm down and experience the schools in Nigeria because of my mom taking care of him the mother appreciated my mom being so kind that she gifted my mom a visa and my mom told her late brother he then bought her a ticket but she didn’t want to leave but my grandmother told her to go but my mom was worried because my grandma Is old and needs to taken care of.
Has your family embraced American Nationalism?
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Yes, my mother and my African American family has embraced the American patriotism. My mom likes American because she feels like she has more freedom and independence. My family celebrates 4 of July which is not common in Nigeria they take it really seriously because this is time for family time and Thanksgiving is another holiday we celebrate and have a family together, my African American family usually invite me to holidays like Christmas, Thanksgiving especially since it’s a great way to celebrate with family since everyone is busy. another holiday that Nigerians celebrate is Easter Sunday, in Easter Sunday my family go to church and pray and lastly my mother embraces the Nigerian culture then USA because that’s her home.
If some of your family have migrated from other parts of the world, how do they integrate their American identity with their ethnicity identity.
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My family connect from food, music, gatherings like church, party, cookout, and American dream. In my culture we eat similar food in west African culture but Nigeria make cuisine like Egusi, Efo Riro, Ayamese (Designer Stew), Ogbono Soup, Ewedu, Okra it goes well with Swallow like for example Eba, Amala, Iyan (Fufu) and Semolina. Jollof Rice, Ofada Rice usually prepared in home but mostly a party favorite. Another one is language for me I speak Yoruba small but I understand it correctly but can’t speak in a full conversation, even though I get judged for speaking English instead of Yoruba I think it’s because I was born and raised in the States but I think even if I don’t speak it I think it’s good that I hear the person. Lastly another popular one is Thanksgiving in Nigerian culture in America is popular in church they have events to come to church and pray and worship together and they give food and stay in church for about 3 or 4 hours (celestial church) this usually happens to family who are religiously wealthy.
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6.
How are you doing today? Eh. Could be better, could be worse.
What is the last song you listened to in a car? Like I remember.
Do you like prefer apple cider warm or cold? Isn’t cold apple cider just apple juice?? I do prefer apple juice over apple cider.
When did you last feel misunderstood? I always feel misunderstood, bro.
Have you ever visited The Louvre or would you like to? I haven’t but meh. I can see the same paintings online if I want.
Have you ever accidentally locked yourself out of your place of residence? Ugh yes. One time I walked out the door and down the stairs and I looked up to my husband shutting the door behind him and then asking, ‘you grabbed the keys, right?’ I never grab the keys, he does. So we had to sit and wait for an hour and a half for our landlord to show up and let us back in. I was also having an extreeemely heavy period that day and I literally soaked my pants while we were waiting. Good thing they were black.
Do you remember your favorite songs as a kid? Barbie Girl by Aqua is the only one coming to mind rn but that really was my favorite.
Do you currently feel calm? I’m feeling quite antsy rn.
When did you last lace up a pair of shoes? The other day when I wore boots outside. I have to untie and retie them every time I put them on.
What's your go to comfort meal? Definitely pasta.
Do you enjoy cloud watching? I don’t think I've ever done it!
Do you currently have any candles lit? No, but I should. I just got my order from the B&BW candle day sale in.
If applicable, what's your favorite sports team? The only one I have any affinity for is our local hockey team because we go to their games sometimes.
How many cardigans do you own? I can think of 3 off the top of my head.
How much is too much for clothes? It really depends. I’m plus sized so what I have to spend on clothes is more than what a regular person would spend. Tops should be $20 and under. Leggings $15 and under. No more than $50 max on jeans. No more than $25 for a sweater/hoodie/cardigan. I shop clearance and other sales as frequently as I can. 
How soon do you normally decorate for holidays? I used to always do it the day after Thanksgiving but that felt too late because we almost always take the tree down the day after Christmas. So I put it up at the beginning of November and now it feels like its been up too long. Idk. Christmas doesn't feel exciting anymore and I'm struggling with it.
Are there any important things happening this week? Not that I'm aware of!
Do you know anyone who is terrified of dogs? My mom had a friend who had a daughter that was friends with my little sister and so she would come home with my little sister some days when her parents were working and then her older brother would stop by when he was done with school to pick her up and walk her home and he was TERRIFIED of dogs. One day he came by to pick her up and it was literally -35 outside and this poor kid chose to sat on the porch and wait for his sister to get her stuff together, rather than come inside because our dog was there. I even put the dog in the garage and he still wouldn���t come inside and warm up. I felt SO bad.
What scent was the last soap you used? I think its oat milk and honey?
How old were you when you made your first big purchase? I bought my first iPad when I was 17 if that counts? 
What last made you angry? My mother. She continually shows blatant favoritism for my little sister and its so fucking frustrating to be 28 years old and jealous of your sister because your mommy loves her more but like...what the hell have I ever done to be continually forgotten about and left out? Ugh.
What's a color you think is underrated? Cream, honestly. It’s become my favorite color to wear lately because it’s so clean and fresh and versatile.
What are you usually doing when midnight comes around and you can't sleep? Just play on my phone until I get tired.
What is your favorite way to eat rice? (white, steamed, fried, brown, sweetened...) I love a good spam rice!
What color is the top you're wearing? Baby bloooo.
When did you last laugh so hard you cried? Oh god, its been a while!
What's your favorite horror movie? I can’t say I have a favorite. It’s not my fave genre.
What's your favorite and least favorite fast food restaurant? Favorite is probably McDonalds and least favorite is Arby’s.
How many pictures can you see in the room you're in? 2!
When did you last sign your signature? A return slip at Ulta a couple weeks ago.
What cover do you think is better than the original song? Miley Cyrus’ version of Heart of Glass is infinitely better than the OG!
Are you currently listening to music? Newp.
What do your favorite pair of pajamas look like? I really just wear a big T-shirt and undies to bed!
What is something you've been working on? Trying to get my mf anxiety under control and be happy. I hurt my own feelings way too much and I'm trying to just let shit go too.
What's something that excites you about the future? Bro the future scares the shit out of me.
How often do you drink smoothies? The only kind of smoothie I really like is strawberry banana and I can’t have bananas anymore so I don’t drink them very often..
What's a TV show you have gotten into recently? Sister Wivessss. I’m impatiently waiting for the next episode.
Have you ever had to have a tooth cut out? I had my wisdom teeth taken out!
When did you last rush for something? My husband got home at 4:30ish and we had to rush to make it across town to get our pup’s stitches taken out before the vet closed at 5.
How many blankets do you own? A handful. Under 10 for sure.
Have you drank enough water today? I’m quite thirsty rn.
Do you prefer apple pie or pecan pie? I’ve never had pecan pie but I love me some apple pie.
What color takes up most of your wardrobe? Cream/white/tan/brown.
What makes you feel alive? Tbh I haven’t felt alive in a really long time.
Who is your last missed call from? Spammm.
Do you have any unusual pet peeves? I really hate when people say they ‘seen’ something instead of ‘saw’ or name their dogs weirdly complicated names but I don’t think that's overly unusual.
What is a food you think is nasty that most people enjoy? Fish. That shit is nasty.
Would you rather never be sick again or be rich? Never be sick.
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Saw this older butch couple at work. One of them was buying this distressed pink button up, which I complimented, and then told about the overalls with the same design which I also bought at this store and her eyes as she looked at her wife who then immediately told her "no you cannot buy pink distressed overalls" was very heartwarming
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So here’s a Former Jedi who came back to help the Order during the war.
He left because he fell in love with a cute girl who runs a little shop somewhere on Coruscant and decided he could still live a fulfilling life of service on Coruscant instead of in the galaxy at large
His master knew he would leave the Order before he did, but didn’t say anything because she wanted it to be his decision and for him to come to the conclusion on his own. She was very supportive when he finally brought it up and helped him come to terms with his decision
The Order hosted their wedding in the gardens, it was a giant party, the younglings didn’t really know what was happening other than they got to stay up late and eat extra dessert
He and his wife live above their shop, she’s the business woman, he helps her wherever she needs him
She gets frustrated with him because he has no concept of monetary value and they can’t go anywhere without him stopping to help someone. She loves him and she loves his generosity, but the bank closes in 20 minutes and they really need to get moving
Everyone in the neighborhood knows him because he’s always around to lend a hand and he’s very social
They have a couple of cute kids, he knew she was pregnant before anyone else because he could sense it in the Force (when the mother and baby start sharing blood her presence in the Force gets stronger because the baby’s cells have more midichlorians)
At least one kid has a high midichlorian count and they decide to let the Order raise her because he wants her to have the same opportunities he did and doesn’t feel right about denying her the choice of being a Jedi. He loves her too much to take that choice away from her
He debates how much he should teach the other kids because of course they should connect to the Force, but they’re going to school without other force sensitives or teachers who know how to handle it and what if they pull a baby yoda and randomly force choke someone who steals their pudding
He also worries about them having enough community because Coruscanti life is much more insular than the Temple.
He calls his master and his crèche master all the time because kids are hard. He sometimes wishes there were other Jedi around so he could hand them off for an hour and take a nap without worrying. 
His master drops in for tea when she’s on Coruscant. He still calls her “Master” so his kids call her that too but it comes out “Mazduh” because they’re small
The Coruscant education system is less comprehensive than the Temple’s and he thinks it’s a disaster so he ends up volunteering at the school because you can take the Jedi out of the Order but you can’t take the Order out of the Jedi and he loves to teach. His wife tries to convince him to maybe, get paid or something, and he’s so confused because teaching is sacred, you don’t put a monetary value on teaching. She gives up explaining that he could make a living with teaching because he’s still way too Jedi for that conversation and they make enough from the shop. He ends up retraining the entire teaching staff of his kids’ school. He finds the whole concept of tuition offensive.
He accidentally ends up in charge of the PTA and isn’t really sure how he got into that position but someone asked him to help and what was he going to say, no?
He hears about Geonosis and his wife knows something horrible has happened because she’s never seen him cry before
His kids sense that he’s upset in the force and they come running. They end up piled together on the sofa while he tries to explain to them that sometimes bad things happen and you can’t control it. His wife puts on some tea
They attend the funerals and he talks to his crèche master about lending a hand. Still haven’t decided if his master survived Geonosis or not.
He folds back into Temple life seamlessly and ends up helping all over the Temple and brings his family to make dumplings at the Jedi family dinners every now and then
He helps with teaching and physical therapy and gardening and stuff
Their shop becomes the target of some anti-Jedi sentiment during the war, so the Order suggests he start carrying his lightsaber again and has padawans patrol the neighborhood to protect them. He reluctantly agrees to this only for the duration of the war.
He knows who his daughter is but he doesn’t try to interact with her any differently than the rest of the initiates because it’s her decision whether or not she wants to meet her birth family. He does tell her she has a lovely name because that’s a normal thing to say except he can get a laugh out of it later because he’s the one who named her. (although maybe she senses something slightly familiar about him)
The padawans love him because he’s the cool older sibling who left the family business and moved far away but still comes to all the family reunions
He brings his kids to the Temple when they have off from school and introduces them to the padawans by saying “come meet your cousins”
He does NOT die and his family is NOT forced into hiding or arrested.
NOTHING. BAD. HAPPENS.
EVER.
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