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#this is truly going to be The summer. of all time
wlntrsldler · 3 days
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almost (sweet music) | luke castellan
synopsis: exbf! luke castellan goes on a date with another girl after your death. went back to my roots and wrote an aphrodite reader!
song: almost (sweet music) by hozier
it's been a year.
it's been a year since percy uttered the words, "we need a shroud, for the daughter of aphrodite." it's been a year since he survived the battle of manhattan and you didn't. it's been a year since hermes had to pull him off your dead body as he thrashed and mourned your death.
he's out of camp half blood now, which he thinks you'd be surprised to learn. you always joked that he'd end up taking over mr. d's position if he wasn't an immortal god. luke had a special relationship with chb, just like you did. back when he was sixteen, the first time he kissed you, he let himself think about growing old with you there.
maybe taking over the summer activities and planning. living in a small cabin just on the outskirts of camp. he thought about making it into a welcome center for new arrivals, somewhere where they could have a hot meal and have a room of their own before they inevitably ended up in the hermes cabin with his rowdy siblings.
those were the easy days. back when his biggest fear was losing his best friend if he told you how he truly felt about you. it seems silly and trivial now that he looks back at it. he wishes he told you how he felt sooner, just to get those extra years, extra days, extra seconds with you knowing that you were his and he was yours.
but now he's in his twenties and you were six feet under. it wasn't fair and he felt disgusted with himself as he prepared for his first date with a girl chris set him up with from his sociology class at nyu. he knew that you would've wanted him to move on, after all, you always said that your favorite version of him was when he was in love. something about how his eyes sparkle differently and how his voice turns softer, kinder, when he spoke, but luke didn't know how to tell you that he was only like that when it came to you.
the date was fine. the girl was pretty. she had the same hair color as you and same giggly laugh, and luke should be grateful that chris knew his type, but all luke could do was compare her to you. it wasn't fair to the girl. she was lovely and she deserved someone who didn't think about their ex-girlfriend every time they looked at her.
when she showed up to the mom and pops restaurant luke picked out for the date, she was listening to your favorite artist. luke almost felt like he was back in the aphrodite cabin, listening to the song on your record player, swaying you back and forth in a lousy attempt at slow dancing. if he tried hard enough, he swore he could feel the sound of your heartbeat pressed against his chest, reminding him that you were still there, still alive.
it made him so dizzy that his date had to ask him if he was okay. he turned pale, all the color draining from his face. luke meekly nodded and told her a half-truth. i haven't gone on a first date in a while.
the girl smiled at him kindly, just like how you did when you first met him, and told him she understood. she sat across from him and sipped on her water, trying her best to keep the conversation going, but luke could tell that she knew his mind was elsewhere.
his mind was at camp half blood, in the sheds by the strawberry fields. his lips were on yours, a smile grazing his face that you had to pull away to tease him. he was always so smiley with you, no facade of the brooding, tough as nails, hermes head counselor that everyone else got from him. with you, he was luke, young, naive, and helplessly in love. when he closed his eyes, he could still feel the ghost of your lips on his, cherry lip gloss teasing his tastebuds.
his date complimented his necklace and for the first time that night, luke gave her a genuine smile and a look of interest. it was the necklace you bought for him for his seventeenth birthday. you'd saved up all your money from your part-time job at the froyo shop in ohio during the year. it was a silver dog tag with an engraving of mercury and venus circling each other. he hasn't taken it off since you put the necklace on him years ago.
when she asked the story behind it, luke spoke your name for the first time in a year to a stranger. when he caught himself talking about you in the present tense, a bitter taste lingered in his mouth and he had to gulp down the rest of his water to wash it away. he flexed his hand, a nervous habit that he had. and when the girl leaned over to place her own hand over his to steady him, luke pulled away from her like she just burned him.
he apologized profusely and it became clear to the girl that luke was not ready to go on a date with anyone. luke saw a flicker of disappointment in her eyes and he wondered if he'd looked like that the entire time, disappointed that it was her in front of him and not you. but then she tapped the back of his hand in a friendly way and leaned back in her chair and said, tell me about her.
you were his favorite topic of conversation. he recalled one too many conversations with chris and the stolls where they'd complain about how every conversation somehow ended up about you. so luke obliged and told her the story of how the two of you came to be. he kept the details vague, deciding that exposing olympus and the existence of the gods would be too much for a first date. maybe sixth, or seventh, but he doubts he'll get that far with her.
when the date was over, the girl gave luke a hug and whispered, i hope you guys get back together. it seems like you really love her.
luke wanted to tell her that if he had the power to be with you again, he would do it in a heartbeat, but that was beyond his control. luke thanked her and said, i hope so, too.
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lukehughescurls · 3 days
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Felt soft today, so I wrote soft summer Jack Hughes
Jack Hughes x reader
I was rudely awoken by the sound of someone mowing their yard, groaning, I squish my face into my pillow before reaching over to wake Jack up. “Jack, go close the window,” I grunt out, but all I get is silence in response, peeking up from my pillow I squint over at his side of the bed and find it empty. Scrunching my face in confusion, truly awake at this point, I reach over to pull my phone off of the charger before checking the time. It’s 8 am. Why isn’t Jack in bed at 8 am? Groaning once again, I drag my body up and head into the bathroom to take care of my morning routine without Jack interrupting me like he typically does. When I’m done I open the door of our shared bedroom and smell the intoxicating scent of coffee. Sighing I head down the stairs of the Hughes family lakehouse for my true love, and to see my boyfriend Jack. Turning the corner and walking into the kitchen I see Jack standing in front of the coffee maker which makes me smile. I shuffle over to him and I wrap my arms around him so I press my face into his toned back. “Good morning baby, how did you sleep?” Jack’s gravely morning voice held no alarm because he immediately knew my touch. Sighing again I respond, “it was rudely awoken by the neighbor mowing his yard at this fine hour,” Jack chuckles at that before turning in my hold and wrapping his arms around my frame. Kissing the top of my head, he reaches back and holds out the mug of steaming coffee to me. Taking a large sip I let out a pleased moan at the familiar taste of my morning brew, “ugh you know me so well,” Jack just hums and smiles before pulling me back into his chest and swaying softly. 
Suddenly footsteps start to pound down the stairs and a wheezing laugh I know all too well rings in the air. Trevor. “Aw Cole, look at them, so soft and sweet this morning” rolling my eyes I turned to look at my mortal enemy and Cole. “Morning Cole,” I respond purposely ignoring Trevor who’s already bouncing off the walls at 8:15 in the morning. I don’t even listen as Trevor starts to yap at Jack about what we should all do today. Noticing my zoning out Jack starts to pull me away from the kitchen and outside to the backyard. Trevor notices and tries to follow us but Cole holds him back and effectively distracts him. 
When we finally escape the clutches of Trevor, Jack and I head out to sit and look at the gorgeous view of the lake in the morning. Jack sits down and before I can blink pulls me down onto his lap, careful to make sure my coffee doesn’t spill everywhere. Snuggling into him I turn to stare at him. He truly is gorgeous with his bright blue eyes, button nose, and pouty lips. Catching my stare, he gives me his soft smile that I know is reserved for me before saying “caught you staring gorgeous.” Butterflies erupt in my stomach and a blush breaks out on my cheeks, which makes Jack smile even more. “Can’t help it, I just love looking at you,” his smile is now a full blown grin due to my candor. Leaning down Jack kisses me all soft and sweet. Perfect kiss for this perfect morning.
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localemofreak · 3 days
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The One That Got Away.
(Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader)
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Based on the song:
The One That Got Away - Katy Perry
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Story: you and Eddie were basically high school sweethearts, you were just completely in love with each other- seeming like you were never apart. But one day- you had to move away for college, and not wanting to deal with the stress of long distance, you broke it off with Eddie. More than a couple of years pass and you are now in your late 20’s returning back home for the first time since moving away- you couldn’t seem to forget about what you had with Eddie, but he seemingly moved on.. or did he truly??-
‼️Warning‼️: use of y/n, slight angst, reader moves away, reader and Eddie both get heartbroken, crying, huge time jump, mention of older!eddie, reader gets hurt even more, slight friendly affection, ending is kinda good if you think it is, etc. (please tell me if I forgot anything!)
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The year was 1986- you and Eddie had been dating since you were in junior year (and Eddie’s first retake of senior year) , and you guys were probably the cutest couple in all of Hawkins.
You were just obsessed with each other, spending every second of the day together, the love you had for each other just seeming to never go away.
The year you both graduated, you had planned spending that entire summer with Eddie- just having as much fun you two could have in this small town.
It seemed like it was a continuing cycle- Eddie would come pick you up from your house in his van, he would bring you on a date somewhere around town, you two would then end up making out in his van after (sometimes you two would hook up in the back, but it really depended on the time), then you would go to his trailer and chill around with him in his room until it was time for you to head back home.
You guys just seemed to have everything perfect, there was no issues at all- and Eddie was head over heels in love with you.
He genuinely thought you would be the one he would spend the rest of his life with and he would always tell you that..
That’s why you were so afraid to tell him that you were heading to California for college, but you knew sooner or later he would find out.
And then that dreaded day came..
Eddie was excited to spend the last few days of the summer with you- he had a whole day planned for you and him, but the smile he had on his face as he pulled up instantly turned into a look of confusion as he noticed you bringing boxes out to a small moving truck.
Eddie noticed how you noticed his van had pulled up in front of your house, causing you to quickly move a box onto the truck before you started to try and quickly make your way back inside, obviously avoiding Eddie.
“Y/n??- what.. what’s all this?..” Eddie called out as he made his way out of his van, the confused look still on his face.
You just froze in front of your front door, your back facing him to hide your tear stained face.
You just stayed quiet, hoping that he would just somehow disappear at that moment, but you knew he wouldn’t- and you knew you couldn’t have just left without him knowing, he had to know.
“I’m leaving..” you mumbled with your head down, Eddie couldn’t even hear what you said as he made his way towards you.
“Wait what?- y/n look at me please..” He said, still giving a confused look as he moved his hand to rest on your shoulder, trying to force you to turn and look at him.
You just quickly pushed his hand off your shoulder and shook your head, letting out small sniffles as you finally turned to face him with your tear stained face.
“I’m leaving Eddie.” You said, your tone slightly sharp which caused Eddie to furrow his eyebrows slightly, just still so confused about what was happening.
“W- okay wait, what do you mean you’re leaving??..” he said, looking down at you as he tried to bring one of his hands up to wipe the tears off your cheek.
Your hand just instantly came up to stop his, pushing it back towards his chest pretty harshly which caused him to look at you with a slight shocked look on his face.
“I told you a while ago I was planning on going to college Eddie.. in California- I’m leaving today.” You muttered through silent tears, shaking your head as you started making your way back inside your house.
Eddie’s brown eyes just widened as he quickly followed after you inside.
“Wait you never told me this-! I thought you were gonna stay here with me.. baby- wait please-!” He said, obviously panicking a little as he quickly stopped you as you got to the stairs, his hands moving to grab yours as he turned you to face him.
“Eddie please- I get that you want to just live your life carefree but I need to worry about my future okay??” You said through sniffles, pulling your hands away from his as you quickly started making your way upstairs to grab more boxes from your room.
“But what about OUR future y/n?!- the future that we promised ourselves?!” He called out, honestly totally freaking out over the fact you were moving away as he quickly followed you into your room.
As you grabbed a box, you noticed how he had basically blocked the doorway with his body, refusing to let you continue trying to run off while he talked to you.
“There is no future between us Eddie-!! Okay?? How can there be a future between us when I’m fucking halfway across the country?!!” You screamed at him, honestly not giving a shit if your parents could hear you from downstairs.
Eddie just looked at you with wide eyes in shock, you had never screamed at him before- he just stared at your red, tear stained face as he took a moment to comprehend what you just said.
“Wh-what… what do you mean by that baby?.. come on, you don’t actually mean that sweetheart..” he said, his voice soft since he was just kinda in shock- he didn’t want what he was thinking, to be the truth.
“Eddie this isn’t going to work out between us..” you muttered out with quiet sobs.
Those words just instantly hit Eddie like a train- his heart fell and shattered into his stomach, his face instantly dropped and his eyes started to fill with tears.
There was a slight ringing in his ears, what you said couldn’t be true- maybe he was just dreaming, maybe he was just having a truly bad dream and he would wake from it any second.
But seconds passed.. and it didn’t seem like he was waking up at any moment.
“..so- you’re just breaking up with me??..” he finally managed to mutter out quietly, his eyes full of tears and pain as he looked down at you.
You just stayed quiet, small sniffles escaping from you as you shook your head and looked down- unable to look up at him as small tears trailed down your face.
“Just like that-?.. we’re done??..” he got out in his shaky voice, his brown eyes slightly glaring at you.
You could tell he was upset and hurt- you could just feel the pain and anger from the glare he was burning through you.
He loved you more than anything in this life, and here you were- breaking his heart.
“Eddie.. you know I love you-” you got out quietly, your red puffy eyes finally moving to look at him.
His face was now red and just full of tears as he stood there, his fists clenched at his side- he didn’t know how to react.
At that moment he wanted to just punch a hole through your wall, but also he wanted to just break down on the ground and sob, just wanting to curl at your feet and beg for you to try and work things out.
But his body just couldn’t get him to do either besides freeze there while staring at you.
You decided after a moment of just staring at each other to make a move, your body slowly shuffling towards him as your shaky hand moved up to cup the side of his face.
You noticed how his eyes moved from your face to your hand, just looking down at it for a moment before looking back at your tear stained face- not saying a word.
“I didn’t want to do this Ed’s- you know that..” you whispered out through sniffles, looking up into his brown doe eyes.
But Eddie just shook his head and took in a deep breath, one of his hands moving to slowly pull yours off his face.
“No y/n… it’s fine- I’ll just get going now, I don’t want to slow you down.” He muttered out, his voice quiet but also slightly sharp sounding as he let out a tiny huff- his body moving to take a step back from you.
Your eyes just filled with more tears as you watched him instantly distance himself, the hurt obvious in his face and body.
You just shook your head as small sobs finally started to escape from you, your eyes watching as he brought his gaze down and instantly stormed out of your room.
You just broke down, your body forcing you to your knees as you leaned against your bed- the sound of heavy sobs escaping from you as you heard the front door swing open before slamming shut.
You just couldn’t seem to get your body to move- you were just stuck crying on the floor, all alone in your room full of small boxes.
Soon enough, your parents had slowly come upstairs, deciding to let you have your moment as they moved the boxes for you.
And after a moment- you managed to collect yourself, just completely numb with your tear filled eyes as you helped them put the rest of your shit into the truck.
This was just another step in your life, one that you needed to just walk over and move on from-
One big step.
-time skip-
It had been a pretty long since you have been back in Hawkins.
Yeah, you would visit here and there for holidays- but you never genuinely stayed and rested down back in your hometown.
You had decided to stay in California and lived there after you managed to find a pretty good job- you had even managed to find a few guys here and there and pretty much seemed to move on with your life.
But there was always that one thing stuck in the back of your mind- that being Eddie.
God you missed him- you missed what you had with him, you missed all the fun you used to have with him- you just missed him.
But it had been years, you were now in your late 20’s- you should have forgotten about him by now, he was just some high school boy that you loved, but it was way more that that..
and you knew it.
You had arrived at your parents place, being super glad they decided to let you stay with them for the time being until you find a nice little place either in or right outside of Hawkins.
You just missed home, after living in California for so long- you had started to get homesick, missing all your friends and family.. and certainly other things.
Currently, it was around 4:30 pm and your mom was starting to prepare a little ‘welcome home’ meal for dinner.
You had decided to help out, missing the feeling of just spending time with your mom after being away from her for so long.
As you guys were preparing dinner and shit- your mother had noticed that she had forgotten one thing, and she didn’t have any more currently.
So just to be nice and take the worry off your mother, you had offered to drive to the store to go pick her some up real quick- which she instantly appreciated.
You just instantly grabbed your jacket, quickly put on your shoes before you grabbed your car keys and sped out the house- just quickly getting into your car so you could pick up what she needed before dinner was finished cooking.
And when you got there, you did what you needed to do.
You walked into the store, grabbed what you needed, paid for it, and started making your way out the store.
You didn’t really recognize anybody in the store, I mean- you didn’t have a lot of friends to be honest living in Hawkins even though it was a pretty small town.
As you made your way back to your car, softly humming to yourself and just minding your own business- you heard a familiar voice.
You froze for a moment, just standing by your car as you listened to the voice speaking to somebody- at first it didn’t really click to you..
Who was it??..
As you slowly turned your head to look over at the person speaking, revealing their identity to you- you just froze.
You could recognize the long messy brown hair anywhere- the big shiny smile, the tall stature, the iconic brown doe eyes.. you could recognize them anywhere.
It was Eddie.
You knew it was rude but you couldn’t help but stare with wide eyes- he was even more beautiful now than he was in high school.
He had gotten more muscular, more tattoos that covered more of his arms and hands, also managing to see some poke out from the top and bottom of his shirt as he moved around carrying paper bags full of groceries.
He had grown a little scruff on his face and overall just looked more older and mature- this Eddie was wayyyyy different than the scrawny boy you dated in high school, he was now a man.
Out of instinct you wanted to go up to him, say hi, just try to make conversation with the man you once loved more than anything.
And you were genuinely planning on it- but as you took a small step away from your car, you froze once again as you saw a little girl quickly run up to Eddie and wrap her little arms around his legs.
She looked about 5, she had blonde hair that was wavy like Eddie’s slight curls- and she had the cutest little smile on her face as she happily squealed ‘daddyyy!!’ at almost the top of her lungs.
And as you stared, watching Eddie smile big down at the little girl while trying not to trip over her- his hands still full of groceries, that’s when you saw her.
A tall blonde woman- she looked gorgeous, she could have honestly been a model with how beautiful she was.
You watched as she appeared from around the car’s other side- a little grin on her face as she walked up to Eddie and quickly scooped up the little girl before pressing a small kiss to his lips.
Your heart just seemed to slightly jump up into your throat, and you just automatically put the pieces together.. you weren’t stupid after all.
Eddie had moved on with his life- he had gotten a wife, had a child- he had moved on.. completely forgetting about you.
You had definitely been staring for way too long, because as soon as the woman stepped away to put the kid in the back seat- Eddie’s eyes had glanced over, instantly making eye contact with you.
He seemed to instantly recognize you by the way his eyes widened, and his face dropped slightly- the same way it dropped when you broke up with him years ago.
You just felt a slight shock run through your body, instantly pulling you out of whatever trance you were in as your face turned red in embarrassment.
You just quickly shook your head and looked down, not wanting to waste another second of being there before you just quickly got back into your car and sped back off home.
You tried to play it cool for dinner- keeping casual conversation but not saying too much, also not staying too quiet to accidentally cause your parents to question you.
You just felt absolutely heartbroken with what you saw at the store, this is what is must of felt like for Eddie when you broke up with him- and now karma came back to bite you straight in the ass.
You just decided after dinner to go out and drive around, wanting to try and clear your mind from what you saw.
It had been years, it was obvious he wasn’t going to be stuck on you forever- he had to move on, and so did you..
But why was it so fucking hard?!
You had tried to get with other dudes, but they never worked out- all that you had in your mind was Eddie.. just Eddie.
Why did you ever break up with him-? It seemed to hurt you more than benefit you.
But now it was too late to cry and throw a fit about it- you now had to force yourself to move on, find somebody new.
And what better way to try and move on- then going to a bar??
You weren’t really interested in catching someone’s eye tonight- so you were just in casual clothes, I mean- you still looked nice but you just genuinely came here to drink and distract yourself a little.
You had sat down on the bar, quickly ordering yourself a drink.
You sat there for a while, staying to yourself as you looked down at your glass, just lightly fiddling with the rim of the glass.
“Funny to see you here..” you heard a voice say- and you instantly recognized it.
It caused a slight wave of shock to run through your body once again as you quickly picked your head up and sat up, your eyes slightly wide as you glanced over.
And there he was- Eddie Munson.
You didn’t notice how he had slid into the seat next to you, you didn’t even know when he arrived.
You noticed how he looked relaxed, there was slight tenseness in his shoulders as he sat up, but overall he seemed like he was trying to make sure you were comfortable.
“W-what are you doing here?..” you had managed to get out, your fingers nervously playing with the rim of your half empty glass.
Eddie had placed his arms on the bar, putting his tattooed and ring covered hands together as he rested against his elbows.
Your eyes had glanced down at his hands, instantly noticing the wedding band on his left ring finger.
But his eyes were on you- studying your face and eyes as he noticed you seem to slouch slightly while his eyes glanced down to his hands as he saw you looking at his wedding ring.
“Oh just.. y’know.. grabbing a drink, decided to come out and get out of the house..” he muttered, just letting out a small awkward cough as he moved his hands off the bar, causing your eyes to inevitably meet his.
They were soft, almost like a look of sympathy- it was like he could read your mind, but really he could just tell and know what you were thinking just by the look on your face.
“I’ve seen you got married.. had a daughter- they’re both beautiful-” you hummed out, just instantly getting to the elephant in the room as the bartender brought Eddie a beer.
You could hear the small sigh escape from his nose as he nodded his head and took a sip of his beer- just sitting there silent for a moment as he looked down at the bottle in his hand.
“Yeah.. they are my world.. we’ve been married for like three years.. and then we had her when we were still dating..” he muttered, his eyes moving down from the beer bottle back to you as you just nodded your head and sighed softly.
You would be lying if you said it wasn’t awkward- you two were literally the definition of awkward at that moment.
“Well- I’m happy for you.. truly.” You said, a soft tone in your voice and look on your face as you slowly brought one of your hands up to gently rest on his shoulder.
Eddie’s brown eyes just glanced over at your hand for a moment, sitting there quietly for a little bit before he looked back at you and gently lifted your hand up- deciding to hold it in his as he made eye contact with you.
“I want you to know y/n- you were the love of my life.. and I will still love you forever- even if we can’t be together..” he muttered softly, his hand giving yours a small squeeze as you felt his thumb run circles against the back of your hand gently.
You seemed to get teary eyed slightly as you looked into his eyes, a tiny sniffle escaping from you as you nodded your head lightly.
“And I will always love you… I always have Eddie- no matter what..” you whispered out as tears started to fill your eyes slowly.
Soon, Eddie’s hand had moved from holding yours to slowly hold the side of your face- a soft look in his eyes as he gently wiped away your tears with his thumb.
“Hey.. no crying on me, you know it hurts my heart-” he joked, a little stupid smirk appearing on his face which you couldn’t help but let out a tiny giggle at.
No matter what- Eddie always knew how to make you smile, even if you were sobbing and having a complete breakdown- he was always there for you to help and make you feel better.
“I’ll always be here for you sweetheart..” he said, his voice soft as he continued to look into your eyes.
You both just sat there for a moment- staring into each other eyes and just enjoying each other’s presence.
You even had decided to catch up on each other’s lives, and it was like you were back in high school joking and talking with Eddie.
Soon enough, it had started to get late- and Eddie had to get back home to his wife and daughter before he got in trouble.
You sat on the bar stool as Eddie stood up, leaving money to pay for his drink, as well as yours.
“It’s on me tonight, okay??- just, make sure to get home safe and we can still be friends… just- call me if you ever need me.” He said, his hand resting on your shoulder as he stood behind you.
You just gave a soft smile and nodded your head- and before Eddie walked off to leave, he placed a small friendly kiss on your cheek.
You couldn’t help but blush a little bit as you gave his hand on your shoulder a small squeeze.
“Byeee Eddie~” you said with a little grin, saying it slightly exaggerated to hint at him that he should really start heading home.
Eddie just let out a small chuckle and shook his head, giving a little bye before he finally left- leaving you at the bar to let you finish your drink and use his money to pay for your drink.
You had a relaxed smile on your face- just glad that even through everything.. you still were able to have Eddie in your life, even if it meant you guys were only friends.
(A/n: this took me so long to finish like holy shit, but I hope you liked it- 😭)
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sorchathered · 1 day
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Summary- Bob, Mickey and their girlfriends go on an adventure to the local renaissance faire, but how can Bob be expected to keep his hands or thoughts to himself when you look like the fairy princess of his wildest dreams?
Pairing- Robert “Bob” Floyd x reader
Warnings- language, drinking, smut, knife play if you squint.
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It was probably the hottest day of the summer, but that hadn’t deterred any of you from gearing up in your painstakingly hand crafted costumes and caravanning down the highway to Escondido for the Renaissance festival. Fanboy and his girlfriend and you and your newly minted fiancée Robert Floyd had been playing dnd with a group in Coronado for about 2 years now, that’s how all of you had met. You were putting signs up for the new campaign at the library, and Bob happened upon the prettiest girl he’d ever seen, feet carrying him to the bulletin board before his brain caught up with what he was doing. He’d been shy but charming, and you had enthusiastically convinced him to join your group later in the week to try it out. He’d never played before but he new for sure that Mickey had, so with a little (a lot) of begging and promises to buy his beers at the Hard Deck that weekend, the both of them turned up at the community center in Coronado to join the band of misfits they would soon call a second family.
It had turned out to be the best decision he’d ever made if he was honest, the two of you had gone out for coffee after the first meeting and had been inseparable ever since. Two years later and he would follow you anywhere, you were quite literally like a fairy, full of bright energy, quick witted and downright ethereal with your wide shining eyes and angelic features, he truly didn’t know how he had gotten so lucky. You’d kept your costume a secret all month, carefully curating little bits and pieces and as you crossed the threshold into your bedroom he had the thought to just stay home and ravish you all day. A beautiful green peasant dress was split at the hip, the skirt frilly and flowing down past your knees, with a beautiful laced up corset starting at your waist and pushing your cleavage impossibly high on your chest, he was definitely salivating and couldn’t seem to snap out of his trance until you skipped over and tapped his nose. “Hmm? What? I’m sorry baby, what did you say?” He wasn’t subtle at all and you giggled as you leaned into him to pepper kisses along his cheeks and slotting yourself between his thighs. “I take it you like what you see my strong, powerful warlock…buuuut I don’t think we have time for what you have in mind so get dressed handsome it’s time to go!” You say with a laugh as you step out of his arms and skitter down the hall with a cackle. Good Lord, he was going to lose his mind watching you all day, as he heaved himself off the bed he heard you holler down the hallway, “oh and baby just wait until you see my wings!” He groaned again at the thought and trudged to the bathroom to take an ice cold shower, grumbling about his temptress fairy princess and how he’d rather stay home.
You couldn’t have had a better time if you tried, somehow you and Mickey’s girlfriend Lana had convinced the boys to dress up as well, and you both had to admit there was something to be said about watching them walk around in billowy shirts looking like they’d just stepped out of a Tolkien novel. The boys were having the time of their lives, drinking ale from giant wooden tankards and consuming their weight in turkey legs, while the two of you girls bought glittery potion bottles and crystal necklaces from the local vendors. Finally heading home as the sun went down you peeked through the rear view at the drunken rogue and warlock passed out in your backseat and giggled, you just hoped Bob would be alert enough for what you had planned for the evening when you got home.
After safely depositing Lana and Mickey at home, your knight in shining armor clambered into the front seat, bright eyes full of mirth as he looked you over, his fingers had been itching to loosen your corset strings all day and if he was honest he was a little hard at the thought of letting you ride him with nothing but your fairy wings on. You fortunately were on the same page, impatiently ushering him through the doorway and down the hall as you groped at him and sucked on his tongue, you’d always wanted to role play as your characters but had been too scared to ask, but now looking at Bob’s flushed cheeks as he toyed with the laces of your corset you knew he was absolutely into this.
“Can I help you handsome? See something you like?” You said as you turned in his arms, looking up at him through your lashes and rubbing your body all over his. “Fu- I- I see a lot of things that I like my lady, think you should show me what’s hiding under this gown, can’t be too careful can I? Fairies are known for their trickery.” He says as he leans in to suck a mark behind your ear and begins unlacing your corset, tantalizingly slow as he continues to nibble at your neck and collarbone, nimble fingers untangling the laces and smoothing over exposed skin as your dress begins to loosen and slip from your frame. “I don’t know what you mean sir, we fairies are a peaceful lot, I would be a fool to try and get the upper hand on such a strong, powerful warlock such as you” you say with a cheeky grin, sliding the dagger you’d bought today from your thigh holster and pressing it into his side. “Hmmf, exactly like I said, tricky business dealing with fairies” he huffed out a laugh and raised his hands, letting you lower him to his knees in front of you. You switched to your normal voice as you lifted his chin, stroking the stubble that you always loved him to have on the weekends. “What’s your color baby?” “Green, so so fucking green, You’re a dream come true you know that?” He said as he smoothed calloused palms across the back of your thighs, taking your thumb into his mouth and sucking it, drawing a whimper from you as you nodded furiously at him.
“If you wanted to check me for weapons all you needed to do was ask, but since I have you on your knees, why don’t you put that smart mouth to task on something useful” you said you hooked your leg over his shoulder and pulled him close to your core, as fun as the banter had been you were wound up and needed him to touch you. He ran his nose along your underwear, teasing you with little nips to the side of your thighs and pulled back to look at you again, disappointment crossed your features and he chuckled and pinched your ass from under your skirt. “I think you might want to roll for persuasion sweetheart, I could draw this out a little longer if I’m honest, but I wouldn’t be opposed to you begging for it.” You blinked down at him a little stunned, that cocky son of a bitch, he knew exactly how to play you. “Oh- oh that’s mean. Fine. Give me your dice then, I know you bought new ones today.” He definitely did buy a new set today, and he would be lying if this wasn’t absolutely hilarious to him so he pulled them from his pocket and placed them in your hand, throwing his head back and laughing at the irritated look on your face as you shook the dice and tossed them at his feet. “Ha! D20! You heard me Warlock, put that silver tongue of yours to good use or I’ll cut your throat where you stand.”
You feigned irritation but you’d get what you wanted, you both knew he’d never tell you no anyways, he ran his hands over your thighs again and began to slide your underwear down your legs, letting it dangle off the leg hanging from his shoulder and set to work, licking a stripe through your folds as he looked at you with his piercing blue eyes. Fuck he was always so good at this, eating at you in earnest as you ground against his face and tugged his hair, making out with your cunt and moaning into you like it was the best thing he’d ever tasted. “Oh, oh fuck I’m there just like that” you breathed out and came hard on his tongue, he didn’t stop until you were overstimulated and pushing at him to stop, wiping his mouth on his sleeve and pulling himself up to grope your chest and kiss you. “What do you want my sweet fairy princess? I’m at your service my love.” “Want you to fuck me, need you inside me, claim me.” He was pretty sure you were trying to kill him, it wasn’t even his birthday and you were giving him his wildest dreams, he pulled the rest of your dress and corset off as you clawed at his shirt and pants trying to strip him down to nothing. Finally free of clothes his eyes roamed over you, you were perfect in every way but he still couldn’t get that one thought out of his head so he stepped around you to grab the wings you’d dropped and held them in front of you. “Can’t get it out of my head, what do you think baby? Ride me with the wings on?” He had the gall to look a little sheepish as his cheeks heated up, you’d never get over just how damn cute he was, he could be downright filthy but this is somehow what caused him to get shy on you. You slipped your arms through the holes and shoved him backwards into the bed climbing onto him and sliding his hard cock into you, rocking slowly with him as he sucked on your chest, pulling a nipple into his mouth as you cried out, oh God were you close again already? Shit maybe you two needed to start doing this more often, you felt like you were buzzing with electricity with every thrust, the small thatch of hairs at the base of him grazing your clit deliciously as you came hard for the second time, sending him tumbling over the edge with you as his teeth sank down into the juncture of your neck, painting your walls with his spend.
He made to roll you onto your back but you made him wait, your wings were expensive and you didn’t want him to crush them, so you slid them off and let them hit the floor, rolling him on top of you as you continued to kiss lazily. “Damn this could be a problem” he said with a grin and you looked up at him puzzled, “how am I ever supposed to go to dnd on Fridays with you when all I can think about is you rolling a d20 so I’d eat you out.” You both couldn’t stop your giggles, and when Friday rolled around and your DM suggested Bob roll for persuasion, you couldn’t help but giggle and wink at him, thinking about taking him home and donning your pretty wings for him again and how it should definitely become a regular event.
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One of the relationships that I always think about in PJO is Percy and Rachel’s. Not on a romantic level, but on how they see each other and what the other represents for themselves and how I think they were a kind of escape from their lives .
Like with Percy, Rachel is normal. She’s mortal. She doesn’t have monsters after her, she’s not trying to raze nor save Olympus. She (at the time) isn’t involved in the war.
But, on the contrary, she CAN see through the mist. She’s seen cyclopses and centaurs and furies and hydras. She’s seen not just the Greek world, but the fantastical AND the horrifying. Just like Percy.
She’s removed enough to where talking to her isn’t hard. She’s not pressuring him about a war. But she’s also close enough to where he CAN talk to her if he wants to. She sees what he sees, sometimes before him, and won’t and doesn’t think he’s crazy.
She’s mortal, but he can still relate to her and talk and be a normal teenage boy. Something he can’t do with a lot of people at that point.
For Rachel, Percy might as well be her manic pixie dream boy. He came crashing into her life swinging a sword and proving to her she’s not crazy. Confirming all her suspicions and confusions.
He’s an escape from her dull reality, he’s got monsters and mythical creatures. He’s the son of a Greek GOD. He’s fun and new and fantastical and so colorful compared to what she goes home to.
But even with all these things, he’s still just a teenager, like her. He’s fantastical but also normal. He slays gorgons but still has to study for algebra. He’s on crazy adventures during the summer but still comes home to summer reading and packets that they both don’t do. She can escape her reality into his but they can still come back to the one they both know.
Percy takes Rachel on fun adventures into labyrinths and Rachel takes Percy on summer vacations. I don’t think they truly liked each other (on a romantic level), i just think they were what they needed at the time.
The look into each others lives with rose colored glasses, a little envious of what the other has. Because they’re both at a point were they’ll take neglectful hardass parents or a war over what they gave going on at home.
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lowkeychenle · 3 days
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masterlist + all about me (and nct dream)
hi everyone! name change/rebrand alert ;)
prev @/lowkeyjaemle, now @/lowkeychenle :D
i'm juls (as some of you already know) and my ult group is NCT Dream! i'm chenle biased (this will never change lol) and the majority of my blog is also chenle biased lol.
i do not have a bias wrecker. chenle is safe (although jisung is my #2, which just makes sense bc chenji is a package deal okay).
i'm 22 (almost 23!) years old, and my pronouns are she/her. now that all this intro/boring stuff is out of the way, please keep reading for my updated masterlist ;)
p.s. if u are also a chenle stan, there are so many chenle fics here just for u
AY YO! MDNI >:(
text!au masterlist | smau masterlist
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So, this'll be a little different. These fics will be in order of my personal faves, so if you want a rec on where to start, try right at the top ;)
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And Then It Was (M)
After your marriage with Chenle was arranged by your parents for a company merger, things with him aren't quite like you expect. In your life full of obligations, he's determined to finally give you the ability to make your own choices. (smut/fluff/angst) *WC>10k
Cruel Summer (M)
He wants you. Everything to do with you--your heart, your body, all while keeping your friendship. What's a man to do during a 30-day hook up to get you to stay? (smut/fluff/angst) *WC>10k
See My Sea (M)
You never expected your lab partner to be the captain of the basketball team...or a decent human being, but you get proved wrong twice. Despite a rocky past of your own, you find yourself falling for him faster than you thought. Maybe, with his help, you can finally find your way home and see your sea. (smut/fluff/angst) *WC>10k
Like We Just Met (M)
Everything else about the day is completely normal when Chenle realizes he wants to marry you. It hits him like a tidal wave, and he's itching to tell you just how much he wants to love you forever. (smut/fluff) *WC>10k
SOS (M)
Road trips with Chenle are your favorite thing. Late at night, the two of you stop at a hotel, but it's not everything it seems to be. You barely have time to settle before you get a call to evacuate immediately. Beneath red neon flashing lights, you and Chenle have to try and escape the group of people hunting you down. (suspense/thriller/smut)
this is me trying (M)
Meeting Chenle was a fluke--a good one, at that, but you never expected things to escalate the way they did. But despite the whirlwind romance, you'd go back to December if you had the chance... (smut/fluff/angst) *WC>10k
Is It Over Now? (M) (Feat. Jisung)
Your relationship with Chenle is nothing but fight after fight. Amidst the toxicity, infidelity comes into play--except you're determined to one up him...but is it ever truly over? (angst/smut) *WC>10k
Within the Piano Keys (M)
For as long as you could remember, Chenle has been your neighbor and childhood best friend. That is, until one day he disappears without a word…or so you thought, since your mother hid all the letters he sent you. (smut/fluff/angst) *WC>10k
Paris (M)
Pure smut on a hotel room balcony in Paris! Woo. (smut)
Sunshine (M)
You're not usually able to wake up with Chenle due to his schedules, but on the days that you can, it's certainly worth it. (smut/fluff)
Quiet Down (M)
You and Chenle visit your parents, but he just can't help himself... (smut)
You're Not Sorry
You and Chenle broke up two weeks ago. The first time he calls you at 3am, you ignore it. Then he calls again. You answer, and you go to him knowing there's nothing he could do to fix what he's broken. (angst)
The Last Straw (M)
Chenle has been your best friend for as long as you can remember. Being in love with him isn't easy, until you find out he reciprocates those feelings (thanks to Cockblocker!Jaemin). (smut/fluff/angst)
Chilled Nights, Fogged Windows (M)
After being gone for weeks, the first thing Chenle wants to do is get ice cream with you. One thing leads to another, and suddenly, you're in the backseat (oooops). (smut)
In Your Dreams (M)
What started as innocent phone sex hotline stuff (if that can ever really be innocent?), you get an offer you just can't refuse...you just have to be a little sleep deprived ;) (Chenle as Freddy Kruger Halloween thing lol)
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Irrevocably (M) Series Masterlist
You were friends with benefits with Chenle until he got a girlfriend...fast forward months later, and now they've broken up--leaving Chenle to come back to you, very much in need of a distraction. (angst/smut/fluff)
Opposites Attract [Poly!Jaemle AU] Series Masterlist
Your relationship with Jaemin started out simple--friends with benefits with zero complications...until there was one. That complication's name is Zhong Chenle, and after Jaemin agrees to expand your exclusivity deal to involve him, there's only one logical thing left to do... (smut)
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모래성 (ONE) (TWO) (THREE)
You and Mark have had a friends with benefits relationship for almost a year now. He's in love with you, addicted to you, but you don't feel the same. You're his poison. (smut/angst)
Late Nights (M)
Mark's busy schedule only gives him time to come over late at night, but it's safe to say neither of you are complaining by the time you fall asleep. (fluff/smut)
Empire State of Mind (M) (Feat. Jisung)
Life with Jisung is almost perfect. He loves you, and you love him. But when you run into your ex, Mark Lee, you realize the one thing you've been missing all along is him. (smut/angst)
Lost & Wayward Mini-Masterlist
After the worst couple weeks of your life, you finally break down in the middle of an alleyway. Jaemin hears you and comes to comfort you, and little do you know, he's about to change your life--in more ways than one. (fluff/smut/angst)
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kakashi-addict · 3 days
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Loving husband^^
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warning ⚠: conatains smut. MDNI. nsfw.
also contains lovely conversation with teases and fluffs.❤️
word count: 2k
summery: your husband plans your anniversary.
*as this is my first time writing explicit content please be generous to leave heart❤️ if you like it🙏.*
Nanami this morning was brushing his teeth, he was only wearing simple clothes, namely a short-sleeved shirt and underwear after he brushed his teeth he rushed over to you,
Nanami: "My dear? come on wake up.”
You: (smiling softly) good morning husband of mine.
(Nanami smiled warmly, leaning down to kiss you gently on the lips before pulling back to look into your eyes.)
Nanami: Good morning, my love. I trust you had a good night's sleep? Get up now, we don't want to be late for breakfast. Today is going to be a beautiful day, just you wait and see.
You: every sleep beside you is the sweetest and happy anniversary my love.
(Nanami's grin widened, his eyes sparkling with mischief.)
Nanami: Happy anniversary to you too, my darling! I have a few surprises planned throughout the day, ones that will make your heart race and your cheeks flush. But first things first - let's get dressed and enjoy a delicious breakfast together. 
(He leaned in again, whispering softly against your ear.) 
I assure you'll love your surprises baby.
You: (blushes intensely and mischievously questions) what would you like to see me in ?
Kento's eyes twinkled with amusement as he playfully traced a finger along your jawline.
Nanami: How about something that makes my heart skip a beat? Something flirty yet elegant... Perhaps that red dress you wore last summer? It brought out the fire in your eyes, like an enchantress bewitching her prince. Now hurry up, my love, I can't wait to see you in it. (He playfully nipped at their earlobe before releasing them with a smirk, already imagining the sight of you wrapped in the fiery fabric.) After all, my precious jewel, we wouldn't want any other man stealing glances at you today, now would we?
You got ready as he requested while smiling and imagining his reaction to your gorgeous red dress which is elegant and captivating by hugging your curves perfectly which would leave him breathless while wearing a sexy black lingerie underneath which you bought to give him a surprise too.
you reached the dinning table without leaving Nanami's eyes and smiling looking at him giving the reactions which you imagined.
Nanami watched with a satisfied smile as you got ready for breakfast. He couldn't help but admire your beauty, even more so when you were dressed up. As you sat down at the table, he reached over to hold your hand, his thumb stroking the back of it gently.
Nanami: I hope you're hungry, my love. I've prepared a special meal for us today. He winked teasingly before leaning in to kiss your cheek softly. Happy anniversary, my precious wife.
You: (with a sincere smile) happy anniversary to you too my love.
As you both enjoyed your breakfast, Nanami couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of happiness. The warmth from the sun streaming through the windows, the smell of freshly cooked food, and the company of his beloved - it was truly perfect. He squeezed your hand affectionately, looking deep into your eyes.
Nanami: Thank you, my love. Every moment spent with you is a blessing. Now, finish your breakfast while I prepare the first surprise of many. Trust me, you won't be disappointed. (He winked playfully, already planning how to keep the excitement going throughout the day.) 
You: (blushes intensely and smiles) sure darling.
(Kento chuckled softly, shaking his head with fondness.) Nanami: Alright, my coy one, finish your breakfast and let's get going. Your first surprise awaits! (With a sly grin, he stood up and began clearing the dishes away, humming a soft tune as he worked. His mind raced with ideas for the day ahead, eager to spoil his beloved wife rotten.) By the end of it all, I promise you'll be begging for more of my attention, my dear.
(as you got ready to leave you could not help but to get a pink shade to your cheeks.)
(Kento couldn't help but chuckle as he saw the slight hint of pink on your cheeks. He finished cleaning up quickly, casting a final glance around the room to ensure nothing was left undone.)
Nanami: Let's go then, Baby. Today, you belong to me alone, and I intend to show you exactly why.
You: (you got a butterflies dancing in your tummy as he said those words. you take his arm and follows) let's go Baby. I can't wait for my surprises.
Nanami: (he intertwined your fingers, grinning from ear to ear as you stepped out into the bright sunlight. Soon enough, you arrived at a quaint park tucked away among skyscrapers.) Here we are, my love. A place where no one knows us, a place where we can be free. Let's dance under these trees, just you and me. (He pulled you close, leading you onto a small patch of grass beneath an ancient oak tree. Soft music played nearby, setting the mood for their private dance.) In this moment, nothing else matters but us, our love, and the rhythm of our hearts beating in sync.
You: (softly kisses his cheek) thank you my love, this is lovely.
(Kento felt a warm glow inside as you kissed his cheek, basking in the sincerity of your gratitude, as you both moved in harmony, his hand resting lightly on the small of your back and yours on his shoulders.)
Nanami: You're welcome, my jewel. Everything I do is for your happiness. But remember, this is just the beginning. There are still more surprises in store for you. (His eyes sparkled with mischief as he looked into your eyes, your bodies entwined in a loving embrace. Even amidst the bustling city, both of you seemed worlds apart from everyone else, lost in each other's world.)
You: (places hands and your head on his chest softly continuing to dance while blushing listening to his heartbeat.) oh, I'll be waiting baby.
Kento couldn't help but grin wider, feeling the joyous thudding of his heart echoing with their own. He returned the gesture, placing a gentle kiss on your forehead before pulling you closer.
Nanami: (after a brief moment while slowly pulling back.) Well, my precious, our next stop will surely take your breath away. Are you ready to venture further into this day I've planned for us? (He whispered into your ear, a promise of thrill and excitement lacing his words. With a nod towards the distant horizon.) Come, there's much more awaiting us, my love.
You: (excitedly) let's go. (your stomach was tickling with excitement and anticipation while there was a constant reddish pigment scattered on your cheeks)
Kento chuckled softly, squeezing your hand as you began walking towards the next destination. The sun was high in the sky now, casting a golden glow over everything it touched. You walked hand in hand, lost in conversation and laughter, your hearts beating in unison.
As you approached a tall building, Kento couldn't help but feel a sense of pride. This was his kingdom, his domain, and he was about to show his beloved wife just how powerful he truly was. With a confident stride, he led you inside, the opulence of the lobby leaving You awestruck.
Nanami: Welcome to my world, my love. He smiled warmly, guiding you towards a private elevator. As the doors closed behind them, he pressed a button marked 'Penthouse Suite'. The elevator began its ascent, the lights flickering softly as you ascended higher and higher. Hold on tight, my precious jewel. We're about to reach the pinnacle of luxury.
with a fast heartbeats waiting, you lovingly grabbed his arm and gave him the sweetest smile.
The elevator dinged open to reveal a stunning penthouse suite, filled with plush furniture, luxurious decor, and panoramic views of the city below. Kento turned to you, his eyes shining with anticipation.
Nanami: Welcome home, my love. For today, this is ours...ours alone. (He gestured around grandly, taking in the breathtaking view before wrapping you in a warm embrace. His voice dropped to a low rumble as he spoke into their ear). Here, we can indulge in whatever pleasures we desire, hidden from prying eyes. What would you like to do first?
You: (while blushing and pulling him in a passionate kiss you mischievously asked him) how about anything you want.
Kento froze for a split second, stunned by your audacity before breaking out into a wide grin. His heart pounded hard against his chest, matching the rhythm of their shared kiss.
Nanami: Your wish is my command, my mischievous love. (In one swift motion, he scooped you off your feet, carrying you towards a plush sofa near the window, still grinning widely.)
"And so begins our day of debauchery and delight. Remember, anything goes here. Anything." (His eyes locked with you, filled with promises unspoken and desires untold. He settled you gently onto the couch, his hands caressing your face tenderly before his lips met yours once more.) Let the games begin, my darling.
You: sure my love (confidently pulling him by his tie for a hungry kiss full of passion and desire)
Kento groaned softly, falling prey to your insatiable hunger. He allowed himself to be lead, your lips crashing against each other passionately. The scent of lust hung heavy in the air, filling the penthouse suite with an electric energy. As you broke your kiss, he caught his breath, his eyes never leaving yours.
Nanami: It seems we both share similar appetites today. Very well then, my love. Allow me to satisfy your hunger.(His hand slid down your back slowly, leading you towards the bedroom with a knowing smirk. Each step made his heart beat harder, anticipating what lay ahead.) Tonight, I promise you'll beg for mercy.
You: we'll see about that darling.(teasing while smirking knowing what affect these words will have on him )
Kento let out a low growl, his dominance surging as he pushed you against the door of their bedroom. His lips captured yours once more, demanding submission and obedience. When he finally pulled back, he grinned wickedly:
Nanami: Oh really? Well, let's find out, shall we? (With a snap of his fingers, he revealed a lavish bed adorned in silk sheets and rose petals. He swept you onto it gently, desire burning fiercely in his eyes.) You won't escape me tonight, my darling. Not until I've claimed every inch of you. (His voice dripped with promise and threat, both enticing and terrifying in equal measure. As he stripped off his shirt, Kento's gaze never left yours.) Prepare yourself, my love. This is just the beginning.
You: (whispering) as you say love (kissing his neck a little harsh).
Kento gasped softly at the sudden intensity of the kiss on his neck, his body responding instantly. He pulled you closer, your lips locking passionately. His hands roamed over your body, exploring every curve and contour with expert precision.  your breathing became ragged with anticipation as you watched at both of yours heightened pace.
Nanami: This is what I live for, my love. To possess you fully, to lose myself in your touch. (as you both continued your intimate dance of lips, Kento knew that this wasn't merely an anniversary celebration; it was a testament to your unbreaking bond.) His lips found their way back to you, sealing your pact in passion and desire.
you starts to undo his belt while kissing with same desire and passion. Nanami groaned softly, as you undid his belt. The sensation of your skilled fingers sent shivers down his spine, igniting the fire within him, driving him farther into the abyss of lust.
Nanami caught your wrists before they went further down.
Nanami: not too fast, be patient darling. I want to savour every moment. Give yourself to me completely. Be a good girl and let me devour every part of you until tomorrow becomes irrelevant.
your heart skipped a beat as you nodded to his command looking at the fire in his eyes, burning with passion and desire .
Nanami: use your words sweetheart and I want you to beg.( revealing his need, he hooked a finger under your chin and tilted your head upward for another searing kiss.)
You: (while looking in his eyes with desires you starts grinding onto him) I need you Ken, please.
Nanami again connected his lips to your collarbone while he took your dress off precisely. he was flustered at the scene of you lying under him in you black silk lace lingerie.
Nanami: darling, you do things like this which force me to loose my cool.(A low hum of satisfaction vibrated from his throat, his eyes drinking in the sight before him)
You: (intensely blushes being so exposed under him as the intensity of his gaze is driving you crazy, you whisper low which was just audible to him) well I too planed a little surprise for you.
(he slid your panties off and sniffed it while releasing his thick shaft from his pants and started rubbing it.)
(You watched him intensely with hunger in your eyes while starting to rub your clit, wanting to be fucked by him)
Nanami: mhmm... like what you see, princess. (saying this his caught your hands and pinned them above your head and kissed you hungerly with pure lust)
mmh ,(with a demanding and controlling tone)I don't want you to to touch anything which is mine, darling.
trailing kisses down your body he slides his hand under your back and undid your bra and took one bud in his mouth sucking on it, kissing and softly biting while his hand played with the other. While you grinded onto him in longing for his thick veiny cock inside of you he gave a low growl which sent vibrations to your cores, he moved his face to your other bud and started tormenting you with pleasure.
You: nanami.. please I want you ,please. (you say while moaning desperately)
when he was satisfied to see the red and purple marks on your neck and chest, he moved further down. He spreads your legs and hovered above your dripping wet cunt while holding your thighs firmly in place, teasingly looking in your eyes.
Nanami: you want me to do what baby. I need words, darling. (His voice trembled with urgency, his thoughts consumed entirely by the present moment.)
You: (your face flushed with embarrassment while speaking) Please eat me out Ken, please. (The anticipation built up between you like a storm, threatening to break free at any moment)
Nanami: that's more like it. (he attacked your pussy with desperation.)You are mine, my love. Mine to taste and worship. (It wasn't just sex anymore; it was ownership, possession, and surrender. without warning, he dove in, indulging in your sweet offering with reckless abandon. Every lick, suckle, and nibble was done with utmost care and passion. Tonight, he wouldn't settle until you screamed his name in pleasure. His tongue danced along sensitive areas, eliciting more moans from them that drove him wild)
You: (gripping his hairs and pulling him closer while moaning ) oh ken! so.. so good (while catching breath)
Nanami: This is mine, my love. Mine alone.(he purred against your sensitive clit while sliding one finger in your hole and toying with it)
You: I am all yours love, all yours (while moaning in sensation)
Kento moaned softly, his control slipping as he tasted heaven itself on your skin. Your each moan sent shards of desire coursing through him, making it difficult for him to think clearly. His tongue danced along sensitive areas as he pushed another finger into you curling them in the perfect spot and moving them precisely giving you heavenly sensations, eliciting more moans from you that drove him wild as he creased his cock with other hand stroking it with equal pressure as your pussy is applying on his fingers.
you became a moaning mess while panting you felt yourself clenching around his fingers from the sensations
Nanami: That's it, scream for me, my love. Scream out my name. (with this he fasten his pace giving you ultimate pleasure)
You: oh! NANAMI...!!! NANAMI..... Babyyy i am gonna..... gonna cum. so... so close baby (while panting and gripping his hairs strongly)
Nanami Kentooo....... (you screamed his name and climaxed on his tongue as your vision blurred from watering eyes and mind became blank)
Kento's eyes widened at the sound of his name, echoing throughout the room. With a growl, he increased his pace until you cried out again he laped all your juices as licked all out, while his cock throbbed begging to be inside you.
he kissed you and you tased yourself on his lips.
You: please Ken, fuck me, please baby.(you moaned between kisses)
Nanami: You've got me, my love. All of me, right here for you.
He positioned himself over you. Rubbing his length on your folds drenching it with your wetness.
his hand gripping the base of his cock before he slides forward, a low moan spilling from your lips as he presses into your entrance inch by inch. He pulls you more closer so he can reach deeper, the head of his dick meeting your cervix as he buries himself to the hilt inside of your tight heat.
"Oh, fuck, baby... she's soaked....so wet and tight for me." He moans, (his brows pinching together as he stays still for a moment, taking in how your walls squeeze his length, sucking him in. He'd never leave if he could help it. He reaches down to gather some of your slick and use it to rub small circles into your clit.)"This all for me?"
All you can do is nod, gasping as his thumb rubs your swollen bud. His hips start to rock into you gently, his head hanging back as pleasure overtakes him, low groans and sounds of pleasure leaving him. Strands of blonde hair hang lose as he picks up the pace of his thrusts, dangling in front of his eyes as he leans down to press a chaste kiss to your lips.
he starts thrusting hard and deep into your willing body. Each movement echoed loudly in the quiet room. His gaze locked with you, desire burning fierce and hot between you.
"Pretty pussy made just for me... Now, let me claim you fully. Let me fill you with my seed, marking you as mine..." His words are punctuated by a particularly rough thrust, his cock bumping against your sweet spot just as he brushes his thumb against your clit. The coil in your stomach snaps, your orgasm rushing through you as you clench around your husband's dick.
His breath came out in panting bursts as he grunts as he feels you cum, your arousal coating him. His movements grow more sloppy, his cock barely leaving you before he's burying it deep inside of you once more, his mouth hanging open as his on orgasm builds inside of him. "Mmph... my wife's milkin' my dick so well."
His head drops into the crook of your neck as he cums, biting down on your skin gently as he snaps his hips forward, shooting ribbons of white into your cunt. His teeth release your flesh after a moment and he presses a tender kiss to the bite. He pulls away and gives you a sweet smile, his hands moving to your hips as his thumbs gently stroke your skin.
After what felt like hours of ecstatic bliss, he collapsed beside you, breathing heavily.
He wrapped you close in a protective embrace, not wanting to let go even after the deed was done.
"I love you so much, Baby..." He say softly, leaning forward to press his forehead against yours, your arms coming up to loop around his neck.
You: (while sinking further in his chest and whispering while blushing intensely)  "I love you even more, my love."
Nanami: (softly whispers in your ear while pecking your forehead..) Rest now, my love. You did great.
Kento couldn't help but sigh contentedly, wrapping an arm around you protectively. His eyes drifted shut, allowing sleep to claim him too.
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because I process everything through dean and cas. i think. i think dean doesn't know what love is really supposed to feel like. the forever kind of love. the kind he thinks cas feels.
i think it felt like heat and hunger when he was twenty three and there was this girl with the dangerous smile and a look in her eyes like she could kick his ass and he better know it. and I think it felt like something that didn't quite fit right but fell across his shoulders all the same when he was with Lisa and he thought, well, it keeps me warm, this, whatever it is. it keeps me happy.
but then there's cas and he can't put his finger on what it is he's supposed to be feeling. and he thinks it should be big. after the dungeon and death and the empty and everything. after. after. he thinks it's supposed to make the world feel different. he thinks it's supposed to do something to his bones, the way cas talks about it. and it doesn't. and dean thinks, maybe, he's not meant for things like this. maybe it's just that he's empty. maybe cas is missing out by choosing him. and it's selfish, but there's something in there, and he can't let go, because it hurts, hurts like a heart attack, and he'd know because he's had a few. and he thinks, whatever it is, this broken, bent, useless thing, it wants him to stay still, for once, and he listens.
and it's the little things, i think. it's how he knows to spear tomatoes off Cas' plate or maybe it's how he knows to make time to tie his tie for him when they go out. how he switches the radio in the car to whatever cas wants to listen to — knows a frown means pop music, and a sleepy heaviness in his eyes calls for the oldies and there, that soft light, that makes dean think of the summer and the sea, that's when he knows to pick his own favourite mixtape.
i think it comes slow, this realisation, that there isn't dean's life anymore, not really. it's deanandcas' life, and they fit together, seamless, and dean's been worried about how he is not enough, but he thinks about how he's slotted into place here, in Cas' arms and his home, and his habits, and he thinks. he thinks maybe that's what it is supposed to feel like. or maybe it's what it feels like to him. and it's not a feeling that lifts his feet off the ground, but it's this soft thing in his chest, something like his mother's hug when he was young, truly young. like watching his infant brother's fingers curling around his pinkie for the first time. like walking into a house and seeing a place where your shoes are supposed to go, putting them there, almost unthinking, your mind already on the food at the table. like the smallest shift in your being. a settling of sorts.
he doesn't think he loves cas like cas loves him, doesn't think he could if he tried. cas' being is the breadth of the world and his love is bigger than that. it's hard to compete with that sort of thing. but dean's heart is full, and he thinks he fits nicely, at the center of it, this big, wonderful, impossible thing. thinks he makes it happy, too. thinks maybe that's kind of the whole point.
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Timeless - Part 4: "In The 1500's, Off In A Foreign Land"
"If I first saw your face in the 1500's off in a foreign land, and I was forced to marry another man, you still would've been mine..."
Summary: It's the kind of love you find once in a lifetime, the kind of love you don't put down, and somehow, you know you would've found each other in every life.
'Timeless' Chapter List | The Grumpy Sunshine Series
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Your eyes flutter shut as the summer breeze fills your lungs. You grip the stone balcony with all the strength you can muster.
"Your highness," Bucky announces himself.
"James, please, spare the formalities," you halfheartedly beg of him. You both knew what was coming. You couldn't bear the cold formality in his voice reminding you. "We're alone out here."
Spare the formalities, he does not.
He softly inhales, holding his head high and his jaw tight, "Your highness, the guests will be arriving shortly."
You pay him no mind, instead, you stare out into the garden. The one that held all those stolen moments, lingering touches, and longing glances. "The garden looks particularly beautiful this time of night, doesn't it?"
"Your betrothed," he pointedly remarks as though to remind you that you were never his to begin with, "...will be here shortly."
"James... please."
He can't stop himself from taking his place by your side when he hears the plea in your voice. He knows he'd be killed if someone caught him here in this moment with you. Still, he takes your hand, grazing over your fingers in tender strokes.
It's the last time he'll ever have you like this. He may as well make the most of it.
He glances over to you, his gaze soft and swimming with despair, "We've always known this would happen."
You shake your head so softly, Bucky can't be sure that it isn't just the warm summer breeze playing tricks on his mind. You hold your head high, but your voice wavers, betraying the regal facade, "Please, don't."
It breaks him. It tears him apart that he's hurt you because he wasn't strong enough to resist falling in love.
He took the most sacred of oaths. He was supposed to protect you.
Mind, body, soul.
Mind, body, soul, and heart.
He broke that. It was his turn to be strong, to walk away so you didn't have to. He tears his own hand away, "I'll let your ladies know you're ready for your evening gown."
"James," you call after him. "James!"
Your only response is the door snapping shut followed by a loud resounding silence. And then, there's just nothing. A nothingness that sweeps over everything, your world becoming a shade of bleak you've never known. 
You stand so still on the balcony, silent tears streaming down your cheek. You hardly notice your ladies entering your room. You don't move from your spot on the balcony, the spot where he left you for the very last time.
One of your ladies taps on your shoulder, she curtsies before you, "Your highness, are you quite alright?"
"I suppose I'm anxious," you halfheartedly chuckle, wiping away the tears. "I don't - I don't truly know what will become of me tonight."
"He's a good man from what I've heard. The servants say that he treats them well, he has a good heart. He will be a good ruler and a good husband."
You look over your shoulder, offering a soft smile, "Thank you."
"We should get you dressed. They'll be expecting you shortly."
You nod, allowing them to slip the off white gown on you. It's a beautiful gown, but you'd be lying if you said you didn't select it specifically for Bucky's eyes.
There was a time not long ago, a time when you were young and naive, full of hopeless love and a head full of fantasies of a triumphant, timeless love, that you would dream together.
Hand in hand, you would lie in your private meadow and dream. Dreams of one day walking down the aisle to Bucky. Dreams of wearing a gown that would take his breath away. Dreams whispered for only him to hear. Dreams carried away in the night.
Going through the motions off getting prepared make your chest feel more hollow than you thought ever possible. If you listen closely, you swear you can hear the summer breeze whistling through the hole torn through your heart.
By the end of the hour, you stare at yourself in the mirror. You look beautiful. And yet, you feel more empty than ever before. 
It feels like a death march, walking from your bedroom chamber to the ballroom. You've never met the man you were promised to before. You don't know anything about him except what your ladies in waiting knew.
You know it wouldn't matter anyway. You could know everything about him. You could know him from head to toe. You could know his heart, his mind, his soul, and he would never compare. He couldn't compete with the man that held your heart.
Your guards trail you behind with one notable absence. Bucky. The head of your security. Your most trusted protector. One of the most senior members of the Royal Guard.
Long before either of you knew civility, you knew him as that bright eyed little boy. Once a little boy wandering the grand halls of the palace, he followed in his father's steps, becoming an invaluable knight. It was somewhere in that time he became your own knight in shining armor.
He held your heart long before he commanded soldiers, long before your father appointed him to your security detail. He was the person you trusted most. Your confidante. The one person who spoke freely to you. 
You walk past the garden. It was always your favorite place in the palace. The place where you first saw those blue eyes. Even at such a young age, your heart knew. He would always be yours.  Even if fate would not allow it, even if destiny tore you apart, your soul would always belong to him. All those nights, sneaking out to the garden. You would be dead if anyone knew. He would be dead if anyone knew. 
You don't even realize you're being presented to your betrothed until your name is bellowed through the ballroom. Gilded from top to bottom, you can the ballroom from the very top of the grand staircase, Bucky is nowhere to be found. 
You walk down the staircase alone. Your heels click against the smooth marble. You hold your head high, face unflinching and stoic. The face of a future queen. The face of a woman that just lost the great love of her life. 
There is nothing remarkable about the man you're to marry. Nothing but the crown resting atop his head - a crown you weren't the least bit interested in. His words sound like a dull buzz in your ear. His eyes flat and dull. Even his kind smile is but a spark to the flame you shared with Bucky. Perhaps, in another life you could learn to love him. It's a lie, you realize. In those other lives, your heart belongs to Bucky too.
You can't do this, you decide in the moment the dinner is finished. You can't promise yourself to another man knowing that you'd lose the love of your life. You could do without the crowns, without the jewels, without any of it, you would give it all away if it meant you could have him. You can't go about your life without Bucky. 
You wait until the cloak of night. And then you go after what you can't live without. 
You stand in his room all alone. He's not here. Nowhere to be found. You curl your hands into fists, determined to wait for him all night. Consequences be damned. You're not but a few moments into your rumination when you hear footsteps in the corridor.
The moment his lantern illuminates the room, he gasps, his hand flinching towards his sword. He sighs, sheathing his sword when he sees it's you. His face is cold and distant as he speaks to you, "You shouldn't be here, your highness."
"I do not love him."
"You will learn to love him," Bucky dryly insists. "We must get you back before-"
"No," you forcefully interject. "I will not. My heart belongs to another. My heart belongs to you."
"We can never be," he speaks through gritted teeth, his trembling hands tightly clenched. "You are the princess. You will one day be queen. I am sworn to protect the crown that will rest on your head. That is our duty."
"Tell me," you softly exhale. "Tell me you do not feel the same."
"I -" He can't bring himself to say the words. 
"Please, so that we may fulfill our duties," you beg. "Tell me."
"You know I cannot."
"Then tell me why you run."
"You know why."
You furiously shake your head, "I do not."
"I cannot give you the life you deserve. Even if I could, your future does not lie with me, a mere commoner. I am but a man sworn to protect you. My place is not and will never be by your side."
You bitterly chuckle, "You truly think so lowly of yourself?"
"No." He shakes his head. His eyes flash over to you, finally his gaze softens, "Perhaps I think of you only in the highest regard, in the highest esteem, far higher than I could ever reach."
"You do not see yourself clearly. You are what I cannot live without. You are what I cannot bear to lose."
Bucky takes your hand, squeezing it tightly, "You love your people. You love this land."
"I love you."
"As I love you..." He cups your face, tenderly stroking your cheek, "There is no other heir. With your mother passed on, what will become of our people if we leave them defenseless and without a ruler?"
"I've read our constitution, there is nothing proclaiming I must marry of royal bloodline."
"Your father would never allow it. I would lose my head for even thinking of such impropriety."
"I am the sole heir. I will be queen."
"Yes."
"I will not allow myself to be torn between my love for my people and my love for you."
"We all have our cross to bear."
"Then let me bear mine. I will speak to my father. I will make him see. I will rule with you at my side or I will rule alone and our bloodline will die with me."
"You cannot -"
"I can."
"Am I truly worth risking the wrath of your father, the wrath of our king?"
"You are worth everything to me." 
You find your father first thing the next morning. He sits surrounded by his advisors, the same advisors that convinced your father to promise you to the neighboring country.
You knew you were not unique in this situation. You were not alone when your heart and duties were pulling you apart at the seams. You knew few loves ever triumphed. Few could overcome such pressure. And even fewer survived with two intact.
You shudder at the thought of Bucky paying the price for falling in love with you. You were both so young when you first saw him. So young and so naive.
Regardless, you stand tall. This was a love worth the fight. A love that would endure. A love that would be timeless.
"Father," you curtsy before him. "I must speak with you at once."
"Leave us." He raises a hand in dismissal. As gentle and benevolent as your father could be, he could also be stern and unflinching in his mind. People don't question your father. People don't question the king. The advisors scurry out of the throne room without another word."Is something troubling you, my dear?"
You nod, swallowing your fear for Bucky's sake. "There is something I must discuss with you."
Wonder burns in your father's eyes. "Go on."
"I am afraid I cannot proceed with the betrothal," you firmly state, your voice as cool and unwavering as steel.
He quirks an eyebrow, his eyes blown wide, "I beg your pardon?"
"I cannot marry him. I do not love him."
"You will learn to love him."
You can't count how many people have told you something similar. Hundreds since your betrothal over a decade ago. Even then, you were hopelessly in love with Bucky. "My heart belongs to another."
"An infatuation is not - "
"It is no infatuation," you explode. "I spent life loving this man. I love him with all my heart. I will not lose him. Allow him to rule beside me when the day arrives."
Your father leans forward, his gaze bearing down on you, "And what of our alliance? Your betrothal? Imagine the scandal!"
"We can ally ourselves without my hand in marriage," you reply, speaking each syllable as calmly and carefully as your most revered diplomats. "Our land is bountiful. Our people are strong."
"You love this gentleman?"
"I do."
"And who, pray tell, is this man?"
You lower your head. This was the part you feared most. Risking the life of the one you love with every fiber of your being. You reminded yourself that there was a plan. One you spent all night constructing. He was waiting on the outskirts of your meadow, if it didn't go well, you'd run away and leave it all behind. For him. "James. James Barnes."
"The head of your personal guard?"
You don't allow your voice to waver. "Yes."
"And what if I had him executed for this treason?"
"This was no treason, Father!" you speak with an intensity that you've never dared to before. Your chest heaves with panic. This was it. The moment where you lost or gained everything. "I have loved him from the moment I saw him when we were children. I would never forgive you. You would lose your sole heir."
"You would forsake your land, your people, for him?"
Without a breath of hesitation, you nod, "Yes."
Your father sucks in a breath. It was unlike you. You were the perfect portrait of an heir. With the death of your mother, people looked to you to see a steady hand and a reasonable mind. He almost forgot that somewhere buried in your sense of responsibility, was a heart that was entirely your own. "I see."
You reach for your father's hand, holding it tightly, "He is a good man. A good man who has devoted his life to the Crown."
"You cannot marry an untitled man."
"Father, please -"
"Let me finish," he stops you. "You cannot marry an untitled man, but I cannot lose my only daughter."
"Thank you, Father." You don't bow to him this time. This time, you rush towards him, throwing your arms around him. "Thank you."
"I loved your mother the way you love him," he whispers for you to hear. "I would have given it all away for her. Everything except you."
Tears well in your eyes. You squeeze his hand one last time. "Thank you."
You don't waste another moment before you run to Bucky. You find him anxiously pacing the meadow, the sunlight making his blue eyes look more brilliant than any flower you've ever seen.
His breath catches the moment he sees you running towards him. Down the cobblestone path he's spent years watching you from. He run towards you, meeting you in the center of the meadow you turned into his haven.
The moment you're close enough to touch, his hands grip your waist. His wild eyes rake over you, "Your highness..."
You throw your arms around him, "I love you."
"Your father?"
You nod into the crook of his neck. "He understands."
He breaths a sigh of relief. And for the first time since your betrothal was announced, he feels hope bloom in his heart. He pulls back, his hand pushing away the stray hair from your face. His chest heaves, his heart overwhelmed with the one dream he never dared to believe would come true. His eyes bore into yours gleaming and twinkling, so inviting you have no choice but to jump in. "Our love will be timeless, I swear it."
And it was.
On the dreaded day your father's long reign ended, and you became the queen you were born to be. He was there, holding your hand, holding you steady, by your side where he belonged.
Yours was a story of triumph, a story of hope, a love story turned into folklore, destined to be passed down from generation to generation.
Your love would last forever. A tale as timeless one could be.
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Work-in-Progress Wednesday
Hello and welcome to another edition of my screeching madness. Today we have a special different POV...those of you who remember the elf from last snippet? Well, here he is...(And even if you don't remember him you don't need to.)
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Late summer rain pours from the sky making the grey and lifeless scenery of Hjaalmarch appear ever more bleak and dull. Mud cakes to the sides of Elisindir’s boots, causing them to squelch as he drops the latest letter his mother has written him onto the ground. The swampy water or mudcrabs will take care of it, and he is beyond caring at the moment.
Why can’t just once in his sorry, sodden life someone have the tiniest sliver of faith in him? He has done many things, written many articles, and it was even by his hand that the Emperor now lies dead? Does she not remember this?
A pale hand reaches up to slick back his the dripping strands of his hair once again. At least the weather fits his mood. He sighs and stops for a moment, looking up at the sky and allowing the drops to wash down his body. If only they could weigh him down further like the heft of of his boots. He could sink right down into the marshes and disappear. Would she even care? He doubts it very much.
After all, he is but nothing but an afterthought. He merely exists to be remembered as secondhand.
Maybe he truly belongs here, scattered, pale and forgotten just like the ghosts whose spirits reportedly wander through this accursed swamp.
He would deserve no less.
For now, however, he must pick up his leaden feet and trudge himself back to Solitude—the irony of which is not lost on him. He is well and truly alone out here.
As he begins to walk North, the familiar screech of a saber cat reaches his ears over the din of the rain and wind whipping around him. He shivers for a moment as he has heard tales of those who come face-to-face with one of Skyrim’s most vicious beasts. Up until now, he has been lucky enough to avoid them, and he starts walking faster away from the noise until he hears a faint shouting in the distance. At first, he is unsure if he really hears it or if it is just a trick of the wind, but then it comes again a bit louder. Is that—?
No. It can’t be. Not here and not now of all times.
Elisindir turns to look behind him, as if he could confirm what he hears in the distance. No. No. No. You cannot stop, and you cannot go back there. If you have continued to stay alive in this Divines-forsaken country, it is only because you have kept your head down and done as your mother said. You are not a hero. You do not amount to anything. Do not start now because it will only end in more disappointment.
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❄️ Lucy Frostblade ❄️
Fantasy High Junior-Year Mini-Playlist
It's blizzarding where I am, so I've decided it's the perfect time to post my first Fantasy High NPC playlist. Lucy has been captivating my little theorist mind for weeks now, and God, I have so many feelings about her. A lot of the situations that I have this playlist highlighting are very much headcanons/theories about who she was, her relationships, and the events leading up to her death. (also, they are all winter-themed. None of them are explicitly "holiday," but one is holiday adjacent, as it comes from Sufjan Steven's holiday album and is inspired by Christmas, though it is instrumental)
Genres: Alternative, Folk, Instrumental
Vibes: Moody, Introspective, Spiraling, Winter
SPOILERS AND THEORIES BELOW
1. Winter is Blue, Vashti Bunyan
Winter is blue Living is gone Some are just sleeping In spring, they'll go on Our love is dead Nothing but crying Love will not find even One more new morning Why must I stay here Rain comes I'm sitting here Watching love moving Away into yesterday
Vashti Bunyan is a name in folk that you need to know. She's 79, and she's still writing amazingly gorgeous music. This one comes from my personal winter solstice mix that I've had since high school, so every year when wintertime rolls around, this song is always one that I am vibing to. I think the way it gets at this really soft sadness is perfect for lucy and how she worked with her goddess.
2. If Winter Ends, Bright Eyes
I dreamt of a fever one that would cure me of this cold, winter-set heart With heat to melt these frozen tears burned with reasons as to carry on Into these twisted months I plunge without a light to follow But I swear that I would follow anything Just get me out of here
Ok, this ties into a theory I have. We were only told a few things about Lucy in her introduction but one of the things that was reiterated several times by Brennan as Yolanda Badgood was that she was deeply sad/depressed. And part of that comes with the territory of her god, Ruvina, whose domain includes sadness, coldness, and winter.
Lucy, before her death, tries to switch her god (whether of her own volition or not) to Ankarna. Ankarna, as we found out, is a sibling of Ruvina and a Summer god, which might also put them originally as a god of joy and warmth- acting as a foil to Ruvina's sadness. So maybe part of the motivation that Lucy had to switch gods was to find something that could bring her out of her depression.
What confirms this to me is that in the d20 mid-season recap, after they show Kristen talking with Yolanda about Lucy, they end it with a clip of Ally as Kristen."Was it to something more positive?"
3. Winter Wonderland, Animal Collective
Mold of the fawn I have been frozen there for days With headlights reflecting in my face I must be cold on your lawn But inside I'm okay I can live without your time Where snowmen never melt Instead, they all went shy And if you don't believe in fantasy Then don't believe in fantasy Do you not believe in fantasy because it gets you down? If you don't believe it's raining I won't tell you that it's raining Do you not believe it's raining just because it gets you down? And if you don't believe in happiness Then don't believe in happiness If you don't believe in happiness then man you must be down If you don't believe you're dying I won't tell you that you're dying But do you not believe you're dying just because it gets you down?
You can find my thoughts on this song here!
4. The Incarnation, Sufjan Stevens
(instrumental)
This song I picture playing under the miracle Kristen performs, releasing the souls of Lucy and Yolanda in the forest. It is truly gorgeous, and I think the reverence and mystery in it is perfect for a miracle of doubt
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nicoline1998enilocin · 21 hours
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Bright as the sun
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PAIRING | Husband!Dad!Young!Tony Stark x Wife!Mom!Fem!Reader
WORD COUNT | 3.6K
SUMMARY | Your growing family is finally adjusting to its latest addition, and now Howard and Maria have invited all of you for a barbecue on a beautiful summer day. This is the perfect opportunity for everyone to relax while enjoying being together as your big, happy family.
RATING | Mature (M)
WARNINGS/TAGS | Use of pet names (Sunshine, Love/My Love, Little One), mentions of breastfeeding,
A/N | This one-shot has been sitting in my drafts for a long time, so I'm happy to finally share it with you all! It was a lot of fun to work on this story, and I want to thank @ccbsrmsf1 for all the support and proofreading for me! You're truly appreciated 💙
EVENTS Masterlist | @anyfandomfluffbingo | "We have chickens."
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Banners: Yours truly | Divider: @firefly-graphics | GIF: Source
Main Masterlist | Tony Stark Masterlist | AU Masterlist
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"Do we have everything, Sunshine?" your husband, Tony, asks as he's looking at the bags strewn across the floor. He looks at you and quirks a brow to ask, 'Do we really need all this?!'
"Yes, My Love, we have everything. Can you load the car while I change Paxton? Both Hudson and Orion have already dressed themselves, so I'll be right with all of you," you tell him before giving him a soft peck on his lips.
He looks at you as you turn around, your summery dress flowing around you perfectly, highlighting every single curve of your body to perfection.
"Are you ready to get changed, Little One? Yeah? That's what I thought!" you coo at Paxton, who looks up at you with a curious gaze, and you can't wait for the day he will show his first smile.
Changing him into his coveralls and shirt went smoothly, for which you're very thankful. He can be a handful sometimes, but he will always cooperate in such moments.
"Aren't you looking perfect today, Little One? You're the most handsome one of all today," you say as you bring him outside to meet the rest.
"Hi, Mommy!" the twins say in unison, and Tony's head shoots up so fast he hits his head against the roof of the car as he's loading it in. The laugh escaping you is a little too loud and earns you a glare from your husband, but you can't stop laughing.
"Sorry, 's too funny," you say before walking over to the car and putting Paxton in his carrier, ready to be strapped in and driven to Howard and Maria's house.
When the twins and Paxton are comfortable in the car, you can finally tend to your husband and apologize for laughing like you did just now.
"I'm sorry, My Love, I didn't mean to laugh at you like this," you say as you run your fingers through his hair, soothing him with a soft kiss on his forehead.
After a few more pecks on the lips, he lets go and heads to the driver's side of the car, and you can't help but admire the way his butt looks in the outfit he's wearing.
Although long, the drive to Howard and Maria's house went by without any problems, but you can tell you last fed Paxton a while ago.
"I'm so sorry, but would you mind unloading the kids and the things we brought? I'm getting very uncomfortable and need to either feed or pump right now," you say hastily, and Tony agrees.
You slip inside the house, and after a quick "Hi! I'm Going to feed him!" you run up the stairs as carefully as possible and slip into Tony's room for a bit of privacy. Whenever it's this bad, you prefer to be by yourself, whereas you would usually not mind breastfeeding in front of Howard and Maria either.
You open your dress, and Paxton is already a little fussy because he's hungry, but you're glad he's finally drinking. The relief is even seeping into your bones at this point. When you hear a knock on the door about 10 minutes later, you turn your head only to find Tony poking his head around the corner, concern visible on his face.
"Are you okay, Sunshine? You said you were getting uncomfortable, so I just wanted to make sure. I also brought your pump to be sure," showing you the case with your breast pump.
"You're a godsend, you know that? I might need it because he was less hungry than usual.
He puts the pump on the bed for you, and after one more kiss, he returns to Howard, Maria, and the twins, who were already outside and wanted to go into the pool.
Paxton didn't take long to be done, and you decided to pump the rest of the milk he didn't drink right now. He's perched up against your legs, which you pulled up so he can sit at a bit of a slope.
"What do you think your brother and sister are doing, hm? I bet they are already swimming right now!" you tell Paxton, and he melts your heart despite not doing anything other than grabbing your fingers.
The pump makes a soft whirring noise that lulls him to sleep in no time, and you decide to take a photo of it because he looks so cute when he's knocked out cold like he is now.
When the pump is done, you detach it carefully, ensuring you're not waking up Paxton. Then, you lay him in the pop-up crib that Howard and Maria have for him in their room. The baby monitor is also on, so you can go down to put your pumped milk away.
"Hi, Sunshine," Tony says as he walks into the kitchen to get something to drink. You're pouring the milk into bottles for easy access later.
"Hey, My Love. Thank you for bringing the pump earlier; it was a lifesaver because he wasn't too hungry today. Hopefully, he'll drink later," you say, and Tony stands behind you. His hands are splayed out on your stomach, and he rubs softly over the scar on your lower abdomen from the emergency c-section you had when Paxton was born.
You sigh softly as you close your eyes, leaning into Tony's touch with a content smile.
"I'm still so proud of you, you know that? After everything you've gone through since the surgery, the difficult healing process, and my not being home for most of it, I want you to know that you're amazing, and I'm so proud of you. I'm glad I'm growing old with you," he says before placing a few soft kisses on your neck.
A content hum leaves your lips as you slowly sway back and forth in his hold, enjoying the moment until your twins walk into the kitchen, looking for both of you.
"Mommy? Daddy? Are you two swimming with us?" Hudson asks, and you turn around in Tony's arms, giving him a questioning look.
"What do you think, My Love? Shall we join them in the pool?" you ask, and based on the wide smile on his face, he would love nothing more.
"Alright, since the two of you are already changed into your swimsuits, you go ahead, but be careful and listen to Gramps and Glamma, okay?" you say, and they nod in unison before running out the door and into the garden, enthusiastically telling both Howard and Maria the two of you will be swimming as well.
"I might need some help putting sunscreen on my back. Would you mind helping me out?" you ask Tony before placing a soft peck on his lips. His mouth curls into a wide smile at your question.
"I'd love nothing more, Sunshine," he says. Within less than 10 minutes, you're changed into your swimsuits and ready to join your twins in the pool. Maria is watching little Paxton through the baby monitor, and you can enjoy a careless afternoon in the pool with your beautiful twins and fantastic husband.
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Paxton took a good three-hour nap when you were all swimming. When he woke up, Maria got him out of bed before changing him into his own little swim diaper and swim shorts, making him look adorable. You got his baby pool floaty ready, and you're patiently waiting for your youngest son to be brought outside so he can cool off in the pool.
"Look at him, Sunshine! He's so cute in his swim shorts!" Tony says as he swims over to you, and your heart melts at the sight of him. Maria is carrying him over to you, and you quickly grab hold of him as she hands him to you.
"Hi, Little One. Did you have a nice nap?" you ask him, and he gives you something starting to resemble a smile in return. You place him in his baby floaty before walking down the stairs, and he's wiggling his arms and legs as you take him with you.
Hudson and Orion are playing with Howard and Tony on the other side of the pool. They keep climbing out and doing all sorts of tricks and jumps while you, Maria, and Paxton are near the shallow end. The sun is shining brightly on all of you, and everything feels right for the next few hours.
There are no worries about work or Tony being gone for weeks or even months on end during a busy filming schedule, and not a single concern clouding your mind as everyone is laughing carelessly, having the time of their lives.
After a while, Tony makes his way over to where you, Maria, and Paxton are floating. He comes to stand behind you on the step you're on, his head leaning on your shoulder while his arms are wrapped around you, and your free hand is interlaced with one of his.
"Are the three of you enjoying yourselves over here?" Tony asks as he looks at Paxton, who is having the time of his life in his floaty. Ever since you first introduced him to the pool, he has been unable to get enough, just like Hudson and Orion.
"We are, yeah," you say as you let Maria take over Paxton's floaty, and you turn in your husband's arms.
"What about you? Are you enjoying yourself?" you ask, and he nods, leaning in to peck your lips.
"Even more now that I have my girl in my arms again," he whispers, and the warmth floods your cheeks as he says those words. Even after being together for the time you two have been together, he still brings out your shy side, and you fall in love with him every day without fail.
"I love you, My Love," you tell him before leaning in, and as soon as your lips descend on his plump, pink lips, you can feel every last worry seep out of your body, and he is taking over your mind completely. Your tongue glides over his bottom one, and he opens up willingly, and you two explore each other's mouths for a little while without a single care in the world.
Howard and Maria give each other a knowing look, but they let the two of you do your thing, instead taking over the care of your kids as you share a private moment. Tony's hands roam over your back before sliding down and giving you a squeeze of your butt, making you smile into the kiss.
"Not now, My Love. You have to wait until tonight to get some of that," you tell him with an eyebrow wiggle, and this time, he turns a bright shade of red on his cheeks. He buries his face in your neck as he pulls you close, your fingers gliding through his hair simultaneously.
"I think I'll start getting ready for dinner. Do you want to help, Y/N?" Maria asks, and you nod. After placing a kiss on Tony's nose, you get out of the pool, but Tony can't keep his eyes off your body as you get out. With every inch of your body dripping water and the sun making you look like you're glowing, Tony knows he will never get enough of it.
"Be careful with the drooling, Son. We wouldn't want the pool to overflow," Howard remarks, and Tony turns toward his Dad to glare at him. Tony still blushes furiously at his Dad's words. He swims to the pool's deep end to play with Hudson and Orion while Howard takes care of Paxton in his floaty.
Meanwhile, you've put on a loose tank top and shorts as you work in the kitchen with Maria. She's preparing the meat that Howard will grill during dinner while you're cutting vegetables for the salad.
"How did you and Howard meet?" you ask your mother-in-law as she marinates some chicken, and a broad smile appears at your question. You have heard Tony say their first meeting was adorable, but he never told you exactly how they met, so you decided to take matters into your own hands. Her smile is contagious as you look at her, and you can't stop smiling.
"Well, as you know, Howard and I met in college. I hadn't been in the US long then; it wasn't even a year. I was looking for a classroom and couldn't find it, so I ran into Howard. He walked me to the class even though his class was on the other side of the Campus, and the rest is history," she tells you. They have been inseparable since then, and it can only be described as 'meant to be.'
"But that's not all, actually. It gets cuter," Maria says as she stops what she's doing as she looks at you.
"Howard asked me on a date that same day because he came to my class after his class was done. We got together not long after, and he is my first - and last - boyfriend. I was supposed to go back to Italy after finishing college, but I stayed for him, and not long after, we got a beautiful baby known as Anthony Edward Stark," she tells you with a wink, making you smile again as you listen to her story.
"And the rest is history," you whisper, and she nods. Your gaze wanders to the pool, where Tony teaches your twins how to flip into the water. Your bottom lip is pulled between your teeth as you think about how lucky you are to have fallen in love with the most caring, loving man and the best Dad your three kids could ever wish for.
"He's fortunate to have you, Y/N. Running into you is the best thing that could have happened because he told me right after you two had your first date that he had found his soulmate. He is so in love with you, and to see him feel so happy is something I could only wish for as a Mom," she says, and you're fighting against the tears gathering in the corners of your eyes.
"And seeing Tony turn into a loving Dad as soon as you told us about Hudson and Orion made my mother's heart proud. You're the best thing to have happened to him, and you are meant to be, I know it," she tells you. At this point, you can't fight the tears any longer; they slowly make their way onto your cheeks.
"Thank you, Maria, for everything," you tell her before you pull her into a much-needed hug. She hugs you tight as she rubs your back soothingly. Maria has been a second Mom to you, and this moment only cements that for you. After the sweet moment, you both return to preparing dinner, the rest of your conversation light and plenty of jokes sprinkled throughout.
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"Is everyone ready for dinner?" you ask the remaining members of your family who are still in the pool. The weather is still hot, so everyone climbs out of the pool before taking their places around the large dinner table. You take Paxton from your husband's arms as you sit down.
"Are you hungry, Little One? Yeah, you are, huh?" you ask him as you free your breast, allowing him to latch on quickly as you breastfeed him. Howard prepares the large grill while Tony sets the table with Maria, and Hudson and Orion play on their iPads until dinner.
You get comfortable in your chair as you look at your youngest son, suckling contently, when you feel a pair of eyes burning into your head. Tony is staring at you as you breastfeed your son, and he can't stop thinking about how he wants that to be him drinking your precious milk instead. His lactation kink is back in full force, and you can't help but chuckle.
"Maybe tonight, My Love," you tell him with a wink, and he turns bright red as he knows you caught him staring—and you also know what he is thinking. Tony quickly turns around, almost bumping into Maria as he does. She shakes her head with a smirk as she puts down the plates and cutlery on the table.
"He's crazy about you," she says, and you nod in response. Paxton ate a lot more this time, though you chose not to pump the excess, wanting to save it as a little treat for your husband later. The food is gone within no time, and dessert is quickly devoured. Hudson and Orion play in the sun for a bit, and Paxton is napping in your arms as you, Tony, Howard, and Maria enjoy an after-dinner drink.
Tony and Howard are sipping whiskey, Maria enjoys white wine, and you drink water. While you wouldn't usually say no to a nice glass of wine, you always stop drinking during pregnancy and breastfeeding.
"I wish we could have days like these more often," Tony sighs, and you nod before taking another sip of your drink. His hectic shooting schedule usually doesn't leave much time to spend with family, but whenever he can, he spends every second of quality time with them—just like he was brought up to be. Now that he has a big family, he can't get enough of the happiness he feels.
"You could just retire, you know," you joke with a wink, and for a brief moment, you can see Tony considering it. Ultimately, he shakes his head with a smile. He loves being an actor, and he wouldn't give it up just like that. He also knows that if he needs to be home, he will give it all up in a heartbeat because nothing comes before his family.
"I almost forgot to tell you something: we have chickens!" Howard suddenly says, and it makes you laugh at his sudden change of topic.
"Shall we look at them?" he asks, and you nod. Everyone quickly gathers around the large chicken coop they built for their five chickens.
"Do you want to know a little secret?" Maria asks the twins, and they nod in unison.
"We named three of them after you and your brother, and the other chickens still need a name," she tells them, and you can't stop yourself from laughing. Of course, they would name their chickens after your kids!
"Can we name them?!" Orion asks enthusiastically, and Maria nods.
"How about Chip and Dale?" she says, referencing her favorite Disney characters.
"I think it's perfect," you tell them, and then Tony suddenly bursts into laughter. You look at him with a quirked brow, wondering what is going on in that head of his.
"I just thought that Gramps and Glamma used to have a flamingo! Yeah, a real, bright pink flamingo named Bernard! I grew up with him, but unfortunately, he is no longer around. He got old, and then he passed away," Tony says as he thinks about his fond memories with the pink bird.
"Really? I don't believe you, Daddy!" Hudson says, but it's true. You have seen the photos of a little Tony standing next to Bernard as he imitated him, both standing on one leg. Tony sported a bright pink pair of pants, a huge smile, and a messy mop of hair on his head. He was - and still is - adorable.
"It's true, Baby Boy. Shall we go and look at the photos?" you ask, and before you get an answer, Hudson and Orion are running toward the house, wanting to see the photos you talked about.
"You brought this upon yourself, My Love. You just had to mention Bernard, didn't you?" Tony shakes his head with a goofy smile. You give him a peck on his lips before walking inside and putting down Paxton for his night's sleep, and then you join the twins as they look at old photos of Tony.
"Look, Mommy, it's like I see myself in that photo," Orion says, and you nod. The resemblance between her and Tony is uncanny, making you smile at the sight - it's obvious she is your husband's carbon copy, while Hudson looks precisely like you.
"You're beautiful, Baby Girl," Tony tells her as he picks her up, sits her on his lap, and cuddles her.
"Just like you, Daddy, if I'm beautiful, then you are too because I look like you!" she says with a big smile, and she's entirely correct. Hudson climbs into your lap as well, wanting to have some cuddle time with you before bed. His eyes are slowly getting heavy, and sleep is setting in quickly.
"I think it's time for a bath and then some sleep; what do you think?" you ask Hudson, and he nods. He gets up, closely followed by Orion, who is also starting to get sleepy after the day they've had. Their baths are finished quickly and out like a light within 45 minutes.
As you close their door, Tony walks over to you, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you close. He immediately captures your lips with his, his tongue sliding into your mouth almost instantly. A soft groan leaves his lips as he lets his hand wander down to your butt, squeezing it softly.
"I think it's about time for us to go to bed as well, don't you think?" he asks in a teasing tone, and you can't help but agree as you jump, wrapping your legs around his waist as he catches you. After all the teasing both of you did today, he can't take it anymore, needing to take you apart in every way imaginable.
"I thought you'd never ask," you say, and he walks you two to his old bedroom, shutting the door and locking it behind him. He won't make that mistake again, after all.
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babygirlgiles · 10 months
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I think my fic where Xander accidentally becomes a successful novelist (largely without realizing it) is the funniest idea I’ve ever had. This guy started writing little stories to remember their adventures in Sunnydale (his last line in Chosen about “how will anyone even know about this unless we tell them” burrowed itself into my little archivist brain and won’t let go) and posts them online. He unintentionally goes viral. He thinks someone named Simon N. Schuster is leaving him voicemails. He ends up on the New York Times bestseller list.
He doesn’t even realize that everyone else thinks the stories are fiction. Xander is out here writing autobiographical non-fiction but everyone else thinks he’s a weirdly dedicated author that’s really committed to maintaining a Lemony Snicket style pseudonym/persona for the narrator of his novel. There are “Who Is Xander Harris?” articles. No one can dig up much of anything on him because he lived his whole life in a town that got wiped off the map. He keeps rejecting requests for interviews because of his stage fright. At first this drives his publicist absolutely ballistic but it just adds the the air of mystery that’s drumming up book sales so she lets it go.
He only responds to questions over email and only ever responds “in character” as his “novel’s narrator” and this baffles everyone, only adding to the supposed mystery. It’s literally not even Xander actually writing the emails 95% of the time. It’s Dawn. She has appointed herself as “Xander’s representation” even though she doesn’t really know what being someone’s representation means. She printed business cards.
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peniscat · 24 days
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i miss succession and the community it gave me </3
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hella1975 · 7 months
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basically threw away £20 on my nails today so was already getting weird bc i apparently cannot be normal about money and then my paycheck came through just for my manager to have knocked off 11 hours worth of pay. so naturally i am crying in a dark room about it
#this is such a girl moment wdym you’re crying about your fucking nails. couldn’t explain it to you if i tried#im just an utter FREAK about money and then for my payslip to get fucked as well. whyyyyy would you do that#im not built for the working world truly idk how sensitive people do it bc i am NOT im tough as shit 99% of the time and i STILL can’t deal#just give me my fucking money it’s not fair 😭😭😭 i worked hard 😭😭😭#and the dumbest brattiest part of this is that the thing that tipped me over the edge is that my mum didn’t offer to pay for my nails#like how ridiculous and spoiled is that but still i was so so angry at myself about fucking them up and it’s £25 to get them done tomorrow#and I’ve worked so hard for her this summer and both days I’ve been in town I’ve got her things#like nothing spenny but I’ve just thought of her and got her things I know she’d like just to be nice#and £25 is NOTHING TO HER AND SHE DIDNT EVEN OFFER 😭😭 she even joked it off#she was like ‘your dad would offer to pay if he was here but I believe in lessons’ GIRL FUCK YOUR LESSONS I WANT MY NAILS DONE 😭😭😭#why am i actually in tears over this. this is so silly. now all my money is fucked and im going to be the skint one when we go to dublin#AS USUAL. even though i worked hard and clocked the hours it still got fucked bc im fucking. cursed#im aware im being dramatic and this isn’t even about the amount of money i have atm i promise this isn’t some desperate bankruptcy claim#like for once im actually fine money wise it’s just all been FUCKED and my dates are now FUCKED bc i have to wait for next paycheck now#and it’s so unfair bc usually things go wrong for me bc im DUMB and mess it up LIKE MY NAIL APPOINTMENT#but for work and dublin i literally planned it perfectly and did the hours and it still didn’t work#like what is WRONG with me. i hate being an adult i need a sugar daddy ive had enough#the message I sent my manager…. scathing…. ik his scared of confrontation ass is panicking. give me my fucking MONEY#hella goes home
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boobveins · 6 months
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logging off again. its been nice coming back for a while and even though i'm not sure when i'll be back, i still hug and wish u all to be always safe, healthy and happy! take care and treat urselves like the earthlings that u are! 🌈✨🦋🏹❣️
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