#Anais Sassi

[stars-n-spice]

A home among the stars. Adventure and risk. The comforting song of the hum of a ship engine. Tinkering to pass the time and the warble of a droid. Late night talks until the morning light. Bedtime stories of tales too good to be true. Ancient artifacts and the most recent technology. Misplaced glasses. A thirst for knowledge. Pouches full of treats and items for a collection. That feeling of understanding, of seeing the value in things. That feeling of knowing your family is with you, no matter how far you travel.

Introducing the Genoas!

Feel free to ask any questions about the family! :D

Links to the others and their families are here:

Hunter + Jung's Family // Echo + Viram's Family // Wrecker + Khea's Family // Crosshair + Tay's Family

Additional Information Under the Cut:

Tech & Phee:

- Tech lives. They get married. They're happy. Fuck whatever happens in canon. They get their happy ending and they get to travel the stars with their little family!! Okay?!? Okay. - Live out of the Providence, though when they're on Pabu they either share a space with Crosshair and Tay or they stay at Shep's place to just be close to everyone since they could just stay in their ship - At first, they go about the galaxy exploring and liberating ancient wonders but they later decide to join the Rebellion a little before Omega joins and occasionally take up missions to gather intel or do supply runs to help the Rebellion out (of course, their kids help out as well) - You could make a spin-off of their family, they get up to all sorts of hijinks and troubles while doing these supply runs or "liberating" missions and they come back with crazy stories to tell their family - Tech keeps up his hobby of recording things (his datapad is FULL of photos and videos of his kids and he'll talk your ear off about them, he loves them so much and is so proud of them) and has even gotten back into riot racing! Meanwhile, Phee's actually taken a hobby to pottery and sculpting alongside teaching her kids how to swindle someone

Vela:

- Thinks her brother is the most annoying and sassy brother in the galaxy; that being said there's no length she wouldn't go to make sure he's safe and has put herself in danger to save his ass - An amazing, talented pilot (thanks to her parents) and loves being able to fly but hates the fact that when she does, her parents make her younger brother act as her co-pilot - Loves, loves, loves all kinds of ships and star charts and is constantly learning up on them and mapping out starcharts and charting her family's travels as they explore - Absolutely terrified of bugs and hates them, unfortunately it's the opposite when it comes to her brother - Tech is concerned that she spends too much time around her Ba'vodu Khea and Uncle Crosshair (he claims they're bad influences) but she loves learning how to repair things from Khea (Khea was the one who gave her the pit droid) and hearing all of the embarrassing stories about her Dad from Crosshair - Character Inspo: Anais (The Amazing World of Gumball), Annabeth Chase (Percy Jackson), Tsukishima Kei (Haikyuu)

Rangi:

- Thinks his sister is the most bossy and boring sister in the galaxy; that being said he has killed for her and he will do it again - Discovered his dad won a riot racing match and hasn't let it go, he became fixated on it and riot racing as a whole and wants to be a racer when he grows up - On the other side of things, he also wants to be an author - he loves the stories that his Ma tells (and often writes them down) and he keeps a journal that has detailed documentation of all of their adventures - Has a collection of bugs that he loves to share and update his cousin Akona on whenever they're back on Pabu; he loves bugs and has a special interest with them though a small part of his interest is because he knows his sister is scared of them and he likes to mess with her (also he has a little bug net made from an old fishing net from his Uncle Crosshair) - Typically spends time hanging around his cousins Zisanu and Elio in their little "younger brothers club" and also enjoys spending time with Akona and Tay (the latter of which he likes spending time with because Tay is always a willing participant in his experiments) - Character Inspo: Donatello (Mutant Mayhem TMNT), Hiccup (How to Train Your Dragon), Ranpo Edogawa (Bungo Stray Dogs)

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[corisanna]

Wanted to bring my own two cents in as another bi-yearly (twice a year, not every two years) ANAI-rereader. Every reread I get a new favorite line.

The most recent one is: "But she's so good at math!" "Thank you."

I love the way you write sassy Hitsugaya, especially with the Mitakihara crew, and this one just feels so organic. I have had several tutors in my life and that feels like something all of them would say.

Thank you so much for ANAI. It's genuinely my favorite example of merging two different systems/fusion of two canons.

Thank you! ♥ ♥ ♥

It's fun to write Toshiro's brand of sarcasm/sass bounce around with Karin and the Mitakihara crew. I like to use it to make him fit in with the teen peer group. Even though his sass isn't exclusively limited to them, making them develop inside jokes and personal teases is relationship-building on their level and weaves him into having the opportunity to "act his age" a step aside from his more "adult responsibilities," even though "acting his age" is an aspect of his "adult responsibilities" itself in this situation. I like playing with that balance/conflict in his psychology/character development and internal/external perception of how much of his behavior is acting vs. genuine. And banter is just fun to write haha.

[mrshobbit]

I cant believe the day is upon us, no more agrettsuko

sending my favourite blorbo's off in peace

my poor silly donkey boy

sassy queens who died as they lived, sassily

she is the aesthetic, death

she'll be stalking hades now

unironically, yea she grew on me, just like the mould will be now.

anai got annihilated

[lucidpantone]

Who here watched zoenne and sobbe live?? I am asking because tho I think anobbie season's writing is very solid I can't seem to get to that hyper intensity feeling I did with the other two couples. Like that completely all consuming vibe. I think it's because Zoe always stood her ground and her and Senne were so at odds because no one would give an inch. Their personalities were so BIG. So it created this insane intensity and with Sobbe it was a different intensity. Sander was like a complete fireball of personality he just drew everyone in including Robbe. Also think I figured out what this season needs which is a spoonful of a Milan type character. Otis isn't really like a Milan. Milan was older and added a bit a humor into all his advice or retellings and I just think we could use a little bit of that seasoning on Anais story. A character like a Milan to not make everything so dense & gloomy and just cut the intensity with some sassy exposition. The Season is still very solid but it's just missing something for me to get it to that next level.

[comedydoctor18]

Mew Crew Family members

Quincy is the dad of the triplets and Kandi alongside being Ezzie's mate. He is naturally the height if a Mega Lopunny so his Mega form is over 5ft tall. He has a slightly crooked foot. He is a beauty pagent champion alongside Mundi. (He has a very powerful kick and the kick is even more powerful once mega'd). Quincy is Adamant.

Mundi is the dad of Saskia, Opal and Koda alongside being Shade's mate. He has taught Opal to sing and even helped her not only become a service Pokémon and use her singing to heal others. Mundi has made sure all in the Mew Crew family can swim. He and Quincy have been best friends for many years. Mundi is Modest.

Saskia (aka "naughty water horse") is the big brother of Opal and Koda alongside being the oldest of the children in the Mew Crew. Despite his naughty nature, he loves his family dearly and will do everything to protect the ones younger than he is. Born with paralyzed back legs, he uses a wheelchair when not in the house. He was also the first to notice Opal's ghost abilities. His nickname is "Sassy".

Both dads are EXTREMELY protective of their mates and children.

Not pictured: Dotty's mate Shiloh. A Lucario with numerous scars from abuse. Her metal spikes have all been broken or ripped out and her tail has been crudely cut. Shiloh is Careful natured and had to learn to talk using telepathy due to a severe injury to her throat, rendering her vocal cords nearly useless. Shiloh loves Dotty and Anais dearly.

[thecapturedafrique]

KLAW: Day 1 Post—Character Appreciation

@kingliamappreciationweek may have ended, but my submissions are just getting started! Thanking the lovely hosts @lizzybeth1986 and @sazanes for the extra week! Please enjoy this list of head canons I’ve come up with for our favorite fictional king. 😁

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Face Claim: Daniel Henney

In honor of his mother, Liam chose to use her house name “Shen” as his regnal name when he was crowned; this means only his family and close friends still call him Liam in public

His interest in cooking came from helping Eleanor, but his skill developed following her death when he’d regularly hang out in the royal kitchens under the watchful eye of Head Chef Anais

Liam and Maxwell first actually meet at Lythikos during the social season when Leo turns down Liam’s offer to play in the snow in favor of snowboarding

As King of Cordonia, his net worth is around $10 billion, making him the fifth richest royal in the world

Though his favorite genre of television is historical fiction, Liam was a huge Timian* as a teenager; his favorite professor is Eleven while Leo’s is Ten and Drake’s is Nine

He served for a time with the Cordonian national guard (aka the People’s Guard) as a search-and-rescue helicopter pilot and achieved the rank of flying officer

Liam inherited his father’s love of vintage cars, and he used to run around Ramsford’s seasonal Expo with Drake admiring the models on display

His celebrity crush is Han Hyo-joo, most notably from her role in Masquerade; he’s also been a huge fan of Jackie Chan and Michelle Yeong since childhood

Though Liam of course knows all his bodyguards by name, the five in his personal rotation are addressed as the numbers 2-5 in Greek, with 1 having been Bastien prior to his injury

He and Tariq bonded as children over playing trading card games (mainly Pokémon) and making fun of nobles

Hana begins teaching Liam Putonghua; he also relearns how to be sassy from her (as he’d stopped teasing Drake by and large after the latter came back for fear of driving him away again)

His favorite constellation is Cetus and his favorite Western superhero is Batman

Following a Disney Princess marathon with the gang, Liam decides he relates the most to Ariel

*Professor Time is the name of the Choices version of Doctor Who, thus Timian is the analogue to Whovian.

[angryschnauzer]

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I tagged 99 of my posts in 2022

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#valentines ask - 12 posts

#chris evans - 7 posts

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Longest Tag: 110 characters

#those chips you find under the steak that have soaked up all the amazing flavours and are now drenched in mayo

I personally find this hilarious that i tag so few posts and the biggest one is about food lol

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Beast and the Beauty

Summary: Life with your prim and proper boyfriend Humphrey is luxurious but boring, so you try and spice it up a little. However when he’s delayed at work one night and you end up getting locked out of your apartment, your neighbour Sy comes to your rescue and makes your evening a whole lot spicier.

Fandoms: Henry Cavill, Stardust Movie (modern day AU), Sandcastle Movie

Pairing: Syverson x Reader, Humphrey x Reader

Warnings: NSFW, 18+, cheating, dubious consent, morally grey situation, oral sex (female receiving), Oral Sex/Blowjob, Fingering, Sex Toys/Buttplug, Rimming, Unprotected Sex, Vaginal Sex, Rough Sex, Squirting, Cream Pie, Sloppy Seconds, Anal Play, Anal Creampie, hints at cuckolding.

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A/N: This is another story that i started months ago and had langished in writers block purgatory. Originally i had intentions of making this dom/sub, but that kept making me stumble. Instead this is simply rough sex with a dominant male. Female reader is fairly sassy and would not be considered a ‘sub’ generally. A/N 2: At one point i describe Sy wrapping his fingers into the readers hair. I kept this as un-descriptive as possible so to include as many different types of hair, only mentioned that its tugged at the roots, which i believe would work with any hairstyle with the exception of hair shorter than 2cm/1inch.

Beast and the Beauty

“Darling, i’m so sorry, but this could really advance my standing with the company, they’ve only just let me handle the big construction account”

You sighed at your boyfriend's words. You’d been looking forward to him coming over tonight, had bought the things to cook dinner and had prepared a few things to spice up the evening afterwards. But you knew he wanted to succeed and climb the corporate ladder, and going to ‘the club’ for drinks with the high flyers in corporate would get his foot in the door.

“Humph its fine, we can do it another night”

“Darling, you’re an absolute sweetheart. I’ll make it up to you”

You grinned; “You certainly will”

“Oooh” you heard people talking and calling out to him in the background; “I’ve got to go Darling, i’ll give you a call later”

“Okay, bye Humph”

The sound of men laughing in background and Humphrey muttering a goodbye was the last thing you heard before the line went dead. With a sigh you set your phone on the counter and wondered what to do with your evening. 

An hour later you’d rage cleaned your kitchen, vacuumed the rugs, and emptied the trash baskets, loading everything into one bag. With your music still playing through your earpods you took a deep breath and let the breeze from the open window cool your skin, before grabbing the trash bag and stepping out into the hallway to drop it down the garbage chute. Halfway down the hall as you hummed along to your playlist you felt the gust of wind followed by the loud bang and your heart sank; your apartment door had blown shut. With you on the wrong side of it. Dropping the bag you hurriedly patted down your tiny booty shorts like a dumbass, there weren’t even pockets in the tiny scrap of fabric, let alone had you remember to put anything in them. 

“Fuck” you cursed, looking down at your outfit. It was one you had specifically bought to tease Humphrey; booty shorts, cropped t-shirt, and over the knee socks, knowing it was super casual to his primped and proper button up shirts and chinos he always wore. With a sigh you knew what your only option was, so admitting defeat you grabbed the trash bag and shot it down the chute, before standing in front of your neighbours door, knocking with your knuckles. 

The door swung open and a rush of air wooshed past you, and it felt like the oxygen had been sucked from your lungs. Standing in the doorway pretty much blocking out all of the light spilling into the hallway from his apartment was your neighbour; Sy.

The brute of the man let a smile tug at the corner of his mouth, crossing his arms as he leant against the frame of the door;

“What do we have here then?”

“Hi… I was putting the trash out but the wind caught my door…”

“And now you’re stuck”

“Yeah”

“Wearing that”

“Yeah”

He paused, blatantly looking you up and down before you crossed your arms;

“You know what, forget it. I’ll go see Mrs Cooper downstairs”

Turning away you were stopped when a massive hand caught your arm;

“Hey, I'm sorry. You wanna come in?” turning back to him the cockyness was gone; “I promise i’ll even be nice”

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542 notes - Posted March 11, 2022

#4

Netflix and Chilled

Summary: Living in a shared house, you do your best to keep your sexual desires a secret, especially from your attractive floor buddy Henry. But when the heating goes out and you’re both cold, surely watching a movie cuddled under the duvet wouldn’t lead to anything?

Pairing: Henry Cavill x Female Reader Henry is a inexperienced Dom, Reader is an experienced Sub.

Warnings: NSFW, 18+, Friends to Lovers, Oral, Fingering, Unprotected Sex, Anal Toys, cum play, body piercings.

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A/N: This originally started out as a Mikey x Reader story but then i got writers block. That was until i got one helpful comment in particular on AO3 and it inspired me to change it to RPF and make it Henry instead of a character. Thank you AO3 commenter!

Netflix and Chilled

Living in a shared house could be a pain sometimes, but once you got the right mix of people things seemed to flow nicely. The house itself was perfect, spread over a grand total of five stories, it was tall and narrow, a kitchen and living room on the entry level with a basement containing two bedrooms below. Above the shared area’s there were two more main levels each with two bedrooms and then an attic room. 

You had one of the basement rooms, sometimes a bit too cold in the winter. It however had its own access through a low doorway out beneath the stone stoop and steps of the front door, as did the other room in the basement that led into the garden at the rear. A small shared shower room was the bathroom for the basement, which your floor roommate kept relatively clean, although did have a tendency to leave body hair pretty much everywhere and didn’t know how to hang towels up to dry.

Ah yes, your floor-mate; Henry. Tall and skinny Henry, with a goofy smile and inappropriate jokes. Henry who went from job to job, never lasting long in each position from either getting fired or quitting. The only thing he did seem to stick to was his guitar practice, and many weekend mornings you were gradually woken to the soft strumming of his acoustic guitar. You’d made the ‘mistake’ of walking into his room one morning with a mug of tea for him as you’d heard him playing, almost spilling the contents when you’d seen that he was sitting there in just his boxers as he had been trying a particularly difficult chord whilst hungover. You’d made a hasty exit, apologising for not knocking. It was after that morning you could understand why the women that Henry brought home made so much noise; the guy was certainly packing some equipment in the underwear department. It was a few weeks later when most of the housemates were sat around the table for dinner did the subject get onto Henry’s conquests, and someone had teased him that it was a different girl each time and why he didn’t keep one around for longer than just a night. His reply was that they were ‘too vanilla’ for him which made everyone laugh, but the subject was then dropped.

You’d made no attempt to take part in that conversation, partly out of a well hidden jealousy, but also you didn’t want to get interrogated as your own tastes were considerably darker than anyone knew about. Occasionally you’d have your own conquests, but you always went back to their place so your housemates were none the wiser of your preferences. As far as they were concerned you were the one who liked fairy lights and fluffy pillows, completely unaware of your box of tricks you kept in the bottom drawer next to your bed. It was one of those tricks that had almost got you caught out that morning, just after you and Henry had returned from the supermarket where it had been your turn on the monthly rota to buy cleaning supplies and bathroom tissue for the whole house. Two of your other housemates had been loitering in the kitchen as you’d bent over to stash the laundry detergent into the low cupboards when one had let out a low whistle as your lower back had come into view from your low riding sweatpants and t-shirt;

“Gurrrl, no panties? Really getting into that relaxed weekend vibe…”

The other had laughed as you’d spun around and stood quickly, glaring at them and annoyed with yourself for almost revealing one of your secrets. Glaring at both of them you pulled your t-shirt up at the front, exposing the thin elastic band of your underwear;

“You two can just shut up”

You slammed the cupboard door shut and left the room, angry not only at them but also at yourself. You’d worked so hard to keep everything a secret, and there you were almost giving things away. Passing Henry in the hallway you stomped downstairs.

As he entered the kitchen Henry turned to his two housemates;

“What was that all about?”

As the two other guys stood up they shrugged;

“Dunno… when she bent over her sweats slipped down and you could see the top of her ass crack and Dave made a joke about going commando…”

“But she wasn't, she showed us the elastic to her panties when she turned around in a huff…”

Henry shrugged;

“Guys, you know she’s a private person. Take it easy on her, ok?”

“Yeah, whatever man. Think the cold it getting to everyone”

Henry turned and looked at the silent water heater in the corner of the kitchen;

“When is that getting fixed again? It's freezing in this house at the moment”

“Dunno… next week i think”

-

In your room you had rolled up a blanket and put it along the bottom of the outside door to try and prevent the cold from outside coming in through the gap, and switched on the small fan heater you’d had in case of emergencies. You planned on crawling under your duvet and watching movies, perhaps treating yourself to some personal time if the house went quiet. What you hadn’t expected was a quiet knock at the door;

“Only me” 

Henry. He was probably bored and tended to loiter when he didn’t have any plans. You didn’t mind but it just meant the personal time you’d considered would have to wait. Looking up you saw him entering your room with two steaming mugs piled high with whipped cream and marshmallows, the aroma of chocolate wafting on the chilled air of the room;

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576 notes - Posted March 9, 2022

#3

Heads up for non UK people: if your mutuals aren't online for the next couple of days, its because we have a HUGE Atlantic storm about to hit the entire country. Storm Eunice is due to make landfall 9am Friday Feb 18th, with sustained wind speeds of 80mph in the west of the country, and even 400+ miles inland, the storm will still be strong enough to obliterate urban areas and major cities with wind speeds of 70mph.

Unfortunately this storm arrives after a very rainy winter, plus a previous storm having hit the country just 48 hours earlier. Coincide with an early spring, trees already starting to bud and grow leaves, and soft earth meaning root networks have only sodden ground to try and cling to, its looking like hundreds of thousands of homes could be without power.

On the plus side, homes here are generally made of stone, brick, or concrete, or substantial solid wooden buildings. But pretty much every govt agency is warning against travelling apart from essential journeys only.

The last time we had a storm with wind speeds this high, it cut power to 70% of the country for 10 days (1987).

So, fingers crossed we're all still here come Sunday.

894 notes - Posted February 18, 2022

#2

By The Waning Crescent Moon

Summary: As an Omega you know you need to get home before your Heat starts, but when your car breaks down in the woods you need to seek refuge somewhere safe... surely a Convent will be the best place? Little do you know the nuns have long since left, only to be replaced by the worst possible thing; a pack of Werewolves. Even worse, its a full moon. Fandom: Henry Cavill, Sand Castle - Movie.

Wordcount: 4949

Pairing: Alpha Werewolf Syverson x Omega Female reader (no race or body type specified)

Warnings: NSFW, 18+, Smut, Oral Sex (Female Receiving), Unprotected Sex, Desecration of Religious artefacts, Knotting, Werewolf Sex, Monsterfucking, Unplanned Pregnancy, ABO Dynamics

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A/N: This story has been stuck in WIP hell for a couple of months, i originally got psyched to write an entire werewolf gangbang, but then all the bullshit in the USA happened and yeah, forced pregnancy wasn’t at the forefront of everyone’s to do list, even in fanfic. Furthermore the wolf gang was originally going to be a biker gang, but another amazing writer @sillyrabbit81​ has since launched a truly amazing biker gang reverse harem fic, i decided to shelve that idea and instead sit on the original thought of werewolves for a while. I then had inspiration to make this a Syverson story, so here we go. The Were sex scene is heavily inspired by the graveyard scene between Lucy and Dracula in Bram Stokers Dracula movie, which in my opinion is one of the greatest creature feature/monsterfucking movies in the history of cinema.

By the Waning Crescent Moon

You waited at the stop light, the remote intersection of two highways high up in the hills of logging country. It was dusk, yet the sky was hidden behind obsidian clouds, heavy rain systems waiting to release their downpours in sporadic outbursts. Despite the cold rain dulling the summer evening, you were burning up. You’d stopped at the last gas station and had stocked up on a huge slush drink and a popsicle, but neither had done anything to quell the growing warmth within your body. Sat in your flimsy sundress you were at least grateful that in a moment of optimism that morning you’d dressed for good weather, even if you’d spent the day wrapped in the cardigan you’d found on the back seat. However now as you felt a droplet of sweat make its way down your neck and cleavage, you cursed and opened the window, grateful for the cool damp air against your skin.

The red light finally changed and you muttered under your breath to yourself as you pushed your old Nissan into gear;

“C’mon, lets get home” you said to no-one except yourself.

The highway grew narrow as it entered the woods, just a single lane in each direction, tall cedar trees closing in on both sides. The rain wasn’t as heavy beneath the thick canopy above you, instead there were wisps of mist clinging to the roadway’s edge. 

As you continued along you felt the first pang of pain in your stomach, a cramp that grew with intensity like an old lightbulb trying to illuminate but suddenly extinguishing.

“Oh fuck…” you cursed, resting your hand on your stomach as you rubbed to ease the ache. You drove on cautiously, ignoring the rattle that was emanating from the engine, your mind elsewhere. You had only finished your last period a little over a week ago so it wasn’t that. You could feel another cramp starting to build, your concentration far from the road. That was more than likely the reason you didn’t notice the pothole, the car shook and the suspension made a deafening thunk as you hit the flooded crater without pause. With a scream you pulled your full attention back to the road, ignoring the cramp pulling at your gut as you struggled to keep the car on the road, slowing gradually until you were able to pause. The sudden understanding hit your mind as the realisation of what was happening registered. You scrambled for your phone, opening the calendar and scrolling back to the cold winter months. 

A cold chill ran down your back like icy fingers against your spine. Six months. Almost to the day. Six months since your last heat.

“Shit fuck FUCK” you shouted at the rain splattered windows. How could you have missed it? As another cramp hit your stomach you curled over and rested your head against the steering wheel, at which moment your phone chimed. Peering out of one eye you looked at the screen and the reminder that had just popped up;

*Heat starting soon!!!*

“Yes, THANK YOU. 24 hours too late”

As an unmated Omega you set yourself reminders for when your heat was due, coming every six months you generally made arrangements to work from home, and ensure you loaded your purse with suppressants and painkillers so to deal with the build up. It would seem this time however you hadn’t set the reminder early enough, as you had neither medication with you, but would also explain the hot sweats and the reason you’d woken up that morning tangled in the sheets after dreaming of faceless intimacy. 

With a sigh you wiped the sweat from your forehead with the back of your hand, before peering out of the windshield at the dark and twisting road. Engaging first gear you set off but were immediately reminded that something terminal had happened when you’d hit the hole in the asphalt, your car now leaning on the kerbside. For a moment you considered calling for a tow truck, but then the rapidly failing rational side of your brain reminded you that the truck would likely be driven by a man, and the last thing you needed when you were about to come into heat was to risk being stuck with an Alpha you didn’t know. No, you needed to try and limp your car home, at least close enough to town that you could call your roommate to come help, she’d know exactly what to do.  You made it a good couple of miles at a slow pace, the road straight and gently downhill, until a hairpin bend meant you had to sharply turn the wheel. Something loudly went ‘twang’ like a spring being violently recoiled. It was quickly followed by the sound of hissing air, and the car dropped even further on the kerbside. The tell-tale thud-thud-thud of a flat tyre could be heard as you freewheeled to the side of the road, before coming to a stop on the gravel side of the highway.

You took a deep breath and let out a scream, yelling at the windshield, before your stomach cramps hit back again. They were getting closer together and you knew you needed help. Checking your phone hopefully you were still disappointed when you saw that there was still no service, more than likely due to a combination of location and the bad weather. With a sigh you stared out of the windshield and you noticed a sign on a wall;

“The Sisters of St Augustus’ Refuge” you paused, the synapses in your brain firing and finally connecting; “A CONVENT! That’s just women!”

Climbing out of your car you grabbed your purse and cardigan, holding the latter over your head in a vain attempt to keep the worst of the rain off as you started to trot up the long driveway towards the building that loomed on the horizon. You failed to notice the other sign that lay on the ground, one put up by the real estate company handling the sale of the building but has since fallen.

The driveway was considerably longer than you anticipated, and by the time you were halfway your pace had slowed, your cramps now even worse. The large wooden doors of the convent came into view as you staggered closer, the rain and sweat mixing and running into your eyes, blurring your vision. You stumbled, your no longer white Converses catching on a pebble, righting yourself before you fell flat on your face. Another two steps and another pebble, you were falling when suddenly a pair of arms caught you, the dark robes fluttering in the storm as you blacked out.

-

Sy sat back in his chair, his boots resting on the large table as he picked at his nails with one long claw, being able to control the change to his advantage. Walter was pacing the room, pausing to glare at the clock on the wall before returning to pacing. Sy let out a small sigh, the entire pack was antsy, anxious and ready for the turn of the full moon, however this summer storm obscuring its silver rays was turning the pack into an angry mess. August had wisely disappeared into the depths of the building and Sy was thankful for that, he and Walter would always argue over the smallest thing. Sy also glanced at the clock, his stomach growling;

“Where is Mikey with that takeout?” he muttered to himself.

A sudden increase in background noise caused both Sy and Walter to pause and look up, their nostrils flaring. August entered the room from the door that led to the private quarters, just as the large double doors to the chapel opened. The two youngest members of the pack came bustling in, Will holding the doors open as Mikey staggered along, his long black duster raincoat still dripping with rain, a now soaked bag of takeout hanging from one hand, but what caught everyone’s attention was what else he was carrying; a young woman.

The room fell into an eerie silence as Mikey stood still, waiting to gauge the reaction from the rest of the pack;

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951 notes - Posted July 8, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

On Your Knees

Summary: As general maid for 221 Baker Street, you assist most of the residents. However on one quiet night when most of them are out, only one resident returns to his home... a little worse for wear. He thanks you in the easiest way possible.

Fandoms: Enola Holmes 2, Henry Cavill

Pairing: Sherlock Holmes x Female Reader

Warnings: 18+, Smut, NSFW, Drunk Sherlock, Oral Sex (Female Receiving).

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On Your Knees

The cold wind rattled the fragile glass in the frame, a chill advancing into your room even further as the dark night continued. The building of 221 Baker Street was colder than usual, most of the apartments empty for the night due to various parties and festive events happening this time of year meaning the tenants wouldn’t be back until the morning. 

As the scullery maid of 221 Baker Street you were in and out most of the apartments each day, tending to the fireplaces and delivering meals if required. The housekeeper who supervised you telling you where to go and what to do wasn’t around either, though her instruction was rarely needed anymore, you knew the routines of all of the tenants and could read the calendar hung in the kitchen showing who was home and who wasn’t.

At that moment the wind rushed against the window again and you pulled your dressing gown further around your body, shivering beneath your quilt. Glancing at your own laundry you’d hand washed that evening, your bloomers hung on the wooden airer where the chimney breast rose through the building. With every pair you owned doing little to dry in the cold attic room, you cursed your schedule for not giving you time to do it earlier in the day when the sun had been coming through the window. Now you just had your thin nightgown and woollen stockings to keep you warm beneath your dressing gown.

You were drawn from your thoughts by the sound of movement in the hallway far below your room. Freezing you wracked your brain to try to remember if any of the tenants were due back tonight, but none were. Through the eerie quiet of the house there was another bump and a quiet curse. You reached for the large floor brush that still sat beside the door to your room with its dustpan, lifting the brush as a weapon as you opened the door and carefully stepped out onto the old floorboards to peer down through the stairwell. Clinging to your brush you leant forwards over the bannister and peered through the darkness, a single lamp in the hall four floors down barely illuminating the entryway before you suddenly saw a shadow move. Letting out a small gasp you clamped your hand over your mouth as you watched, but that tension evaporated when you recognised the wide shoulders and curly dark hair of the tenant in apartment B;

“Detective Holmes!” you called out, the figure below swivelling rapidly before spinning and looking up.

“Ah. There you are…” a soft hiccup followed as he swayed on his feet.

“I’ll be right down Sir”

Just last week Mr Holmes’ sister helped him into his apartment having had too many drinks at the pub, and it would seem he’d done the same again tonight. Padding on stocking clad feet you descended the stairs quickly, soon arriving in the hallway as Mr Holmes swayed a little on his feet;

“Can i help you to your apartment Sir?”

“Oh that would be *hiccup* wonderful Darling”

Hooking your arm around his back and pulling his own arm over your shoulders, you started to help him up the stairs one at a time, before arriving at his apartment. 

“I have a… I have my… dammit” Mr Holmes cursed as he fumbled for his key, and as you glanced down you could see that the bunch of keys in his pocket had caught on the fabric and were stuck. Without even thinking you batted his hand away and slid your much smaller hand into his pocket, moving the keys around until they were no longer snagged on the fabric. You tried not to think of the heat radiating from Mr Holmes thigh, barely separated from your touch by a thin layer of cotton, nor the firm muscle beneath the fabric that flexed as your delicate fingers brushed against it. He answered your silent thoughts with a grunt, before you pulled the keys out and unlocked the door, all whilst he had his arm around your shoulder.

His body was firm and heavy, a welcome weight against your cold frame, and as he swayed you did so too, before he finally pulled his arm free of your shoulders and started to shuck off his coat and scarf, struggling as he went about the task.

“Mr Holmes, Sir, please let me help…”

He swung around, shrugging his shoulders, his coat now held on his arms around his elbows, his wide shoulders only accentuated by the white shirt and silk waistcoat that clung to his torso. Whilst distracted you didn’t spot his flailing, one stray arm of his coat socking you around the chin, and although not hurting you, caught you by surprise and knocked you back where you lost your footing and fell on your bottom. 

“Ta-da! Done it!” he proclaimed proudly, before spinning around; “Where did you…?”

Climbing to your feet you took the bundle of coat from the floor;

“Ah, there you are Darling, didn’t get you did i?”

“Just a little Mr Holmes. Let me hang this up for you”

As you hung the coat onto the hook near the door you heard a gasp and a soft thud, turning to see Sherlock on his knees before you;

“Mr Holmes!”

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[josiesimblr]

Anais: And we all going to be on the white unicorns and we-

Chrissy: Anais, guess what? Unicorns are PRETEND.

Anais: No they NOT! Lola and Lolo getting me unicorns today for the party!

Chrissy: They are not getting unicorns because unicorns are for pretend. 

Anais: They ARE! You meanie butts! You not my cousin no more, Chrissy! Go home!

Chrissy: Anais, guess what? You are RUDE. You are a rude little girl.

Anais: I not rude, Chrissy! You RUDE and you ugly and you dress is ratty! And you not going to ride on the unicorn!

Chrissy yawns: I know I not ride unicorns, because guess what? They are pretend. RUDE.

Thank you @catssimblr for the toddler tea party poses!

[trrickytickle]

Switch!Pennyfitzgerald hcs?

ah-kay! i like this picture. this is a cute picture

ler- Has used her shape-shifting fairy ability to her advantage in muntiple occasions, On one of their dates that went well, turned into a stork, embraced Gumball in one wing and vigorously feathered his tum with the other. His laugh was ADORABLE to her. She started being all sappy and romantic while Darwin was watching- unfortunately, and he ratted out all his worst spots despite his plea. She can only shape-shift when it corresponds to her emotions, so on strong ler/romantic moods only, which is just SO cute to imagine Favorite spots to target are the belly, feet and anywhere that makes a funny noise. Even sometimes, the tail. Very very sassy ler, esp. with her boyfriend. Has visited the Wattersons multiple times so I'd say she likes to tickle Darwin and Anais too :> Also likes to tease a ton, but very casually. She is such a savage when it comes to that. Says stuff like "You're all red!" and verbalizes the action "boop", and snidely plays the role of someone who's kinda evil, likes to do evil laughs and play a part like a tickle monster. sPEAKING of that she can turn into a LITERAL monster imagine her power Has joined others in wrecking people before- taught Tobias a lesson with other Elmore classmates once Doesn't realize when she's making her lee embarrassed a lot. Teases without realizing, but right when she does, she makes this smug-ass grin and starts teasing some MORE. lee- Loses her sass, and in turn her marbles. Incredibly lee for Gumball and sometimes just wants to climb back in that peanut shell when she's teased. Also transforms in lee moods, either into something small like a mouse to run away or puffs up in embarrassment. Gets fidgety and sweaty when asking for tickles, can't ever look at her ler. Once asked for Gumball, who in turn flustered the fuck out of her by doing snide impressions and even doing tickly kisses!! Got ganged up on by her peanut fam a while ago, now not so much. Kinda, sorta tickle starved. Loves being a lee WAY too much, and is obsessed with tickle-kisses. This baby is touch starved. Worst spots are her wings and even her horns, as well as her tummy (death-spot) have you HEARD her canon laugh? It's just so adorable and squealy. switch- Penny would be insanely fun to switch with! She sould definetly transform in a tickle fight and react like she's going to die, even using her dragon-form somehow, almost always wins the fights. Always gets revenge after being tickled, but the times people do get the jump on her, she's on the floor, begging.

[sleepydreameroncloud9]

Tag Game

Rules: Tag nine people you want to get to know better. Thank you for the tag @minniedlucca 🥰

Favourite colour: Aquamarine

Currently reading: Rereading Phantom of the opera

Last song: Violin cover of humko humise chura lo

Last series: Class 3A - All of You Are Hostages From Now On

Last movie: A Banana? At This Time Of Night?

Sweet, savoury, or spicy: Sweet 🍩

Currently working on: hmm, I'm redoing all of my old @velvetsilkmilkandhoney gifs of Xiao Zhan because I finally got photoshop

I'm also working on Othello quotes for The Untamed along with video edits with bollywood music. I'm also planning to do Romeo and Juliet quotes, and Virginia Woolf/ Anais Nin quotes for Word of Honor

And gifs for imaginary dramas with Bai Lu and Xiao Zhan, Zhou Yutong and Xiao Zhan

Tagging: @lan-zhans-butterfly-collection, @wrayofmoonshine, @captain-stab-a-hoe, @wack-overflow, @oh-yebaiyi-you-sassy-bitch, @desi-angel, @tittyofgorilla, @arizona-trash-bag, @safety-pins7 and anyone else who wants to do it 😊

[ugbyj]

in the words of our lord and saviour, miss sza: i've been on my empty mind shit!!! 

info under the cut, beautiful ppl :-)

MUN INFO

name/alias: theia age: 18+ timezone: GMT +11 ( aka literally the other side of the world from 99.9% of everyone else in krp rip me ) discord: svnshinegrl#3232 little trivia fact about you: communicates exclusively in memes because a picture says a thousand words so technically i can send u essay in under a minute :-) i’ve also been on some pseudo-hiatus from the krp scene for like 3-4 years or something ridic so my incompetence knows no bounds!!! unless you’re fellow admin anais, if you knew me back in the day, lmao no u didn’t ( but if u did i’m sorry u had to know me )

CHARACTER INFO

character name: baek yongji age: 25 zodiac sign: aries group/band/position: drummer of (formerly) known as info links or quick points about your character: - does not spend more than 15 seconds before making a decision - 5′0 of pure ‘take no shit, but also, fuck this shit, but also, i don’t give a shit’ - an only child whose parents wanted her to grow up and be ‘normal’ not start a gosh darn band!!! - absolute spitfire of a person; your resident angry/sassy bisexual - loyal to a fault to her fellow fka members - doesn’t know how to say no to a dare - works part-time at a laundromat - is always drumming her fingers or tapping a pen on something so sorry but not really, you’re defs gonna get annoyed at it - is surprisingly good with money, but spends most of it on gin and cigarettes - oh she also has a lot of pent-up anger towards the current members of pab ( v sorry in advance for future hostility! ) - idk her bio is here if u would like to read!! i have shit time management when it comes to balancing work with literally everything else in my life so yongji’s other pages literally don’t exist yet i apologise plots or any development you’d like to see for your character: - i know i just apologised for angry!yongji above re: pab members, but i’d love to see yongji vs. pab happen pls and thank u - plots with yongji’s fellow fka baes is a must :-) - i live for messy relationships, both romantic and platonic, between charas so......... yes - ummmmm someone who points out how her surname + first part of her given name means ‘white dragon’ and says something related to blue eyes, white dragon??? any type of comedic relief would be v much appreciated yes - one specific plot/rel i’d love to see is someone who comes into the laundromat yongji works at for the sole purpose of annoying her and riling her up - i’d love to see someone soften yongji up for whatever reason - also would love to see yongji be friends with someone statistically she should not get along with ever - i can’t think of anything else alksdjhfa

[ellemant]

Allison: Gentleman, Anais and I are ready to go out to dinner. Don’t we look marvelous?

Anais giggles: We match! Lola match with meeeee and we looks soo beautiful!

Nico Jr laughs: Wow. You do look so beautiful, Peanut.

Allison: Hello? And what about me?

Nico Jr smiles: Same, Mom. You look stunning.

Nico: What did we do to deserve dinner with such lovely ladies? We’re not worthy. 

Allison: Anais, give a twirl and tell Daddy and Lolo what I told you to say.

Anais twirls and sachets.

Anais sassy: Hello, I’m Anais and I’m a superstar! 

[themadchemist]

(emetspersephone) I know we haven’t chatted personally, but I wanted to say hi!! I am curious about your ship headcanons. Basically, gush about your babies for me!

Omg hi!! Hope you're doing well and having a nice day!

I'd love to chat! So hit me up anytime! 😄

And thanks for asking about my nerds ship 💙

I'll start by introducing Anais since you probably don't know much about her.

She's my Amaurotian WoL and childhood friends with Lahabrea. They even attended Akadaemia Anydr together and became scholars but she specializes in pharmacy and healing magic and was dubbed The Alchemist before becoming Azem.

Now, onto the ship, Anabrea (for the lack of a better name XD):

They only realized their feelings for each other when they were students in the academy but they didn't admit it because they were scared of ruining their friendship. Anais ended up confessing first because she couldn't keep it in any longer (and because she's the opposite of Lahabrea's calculating calm) and ruined his big plans for confession (it would've taken him hundreds of years to do it.) but all worked out well in the end.

Anais is a self proclaimed culinarian. She always drags Lahabrea to the kitchen with her (sometimes even wakes him up in the middle of the night) to try whatever new recipes she came up with. Lahabrea complains most of the time until he he tastes the food. He complains even more if he doesn't like it.

They're pretty much the only ones that actually listen to the other's ramblings on magic theory and science and shows interest in what they're saying. And they do it all the time. (much to Emet Selch's dismay whose lunch time is always interrupted because of these discussions).

Lahabrea is much taller than Anais (I imagine him being pretty tall in general) and since he's a little shit, he always puts things on the higher shelves just so he laugh at her attempts to get them. He regrets it when she interrupts his work just so he can get her something.

Anais enjoys taking care of him and spoiling him. She truly believes that he deserves all the care and love in the world and would do anything to see him smile (she thinks it's adorable but doesn't dare to say it out loud).

Her gestures are both big and small. Helping him with his work, making his favorite food, trimming his hair, getting him new books on her travels, surprising him with big plans for his days off, (creating energy potions), etc...

His gestures aren't as big but he would anything for her, (except lending her Ifrita to do reckless things). He created a traveling companion for her that she can ride and is capable of casting healing spells to help her with her work (it can also cast basic fire spells for her to start the fire and he's working on making it capable of mixing potions for her but it's still a work in progress.) Aside from that, his gestures are mostly small but meaningful, like checking on her supply of materials and restocking on them whenever needed (she always forgets to do it) and checking if she has everything ready before traveling, making her tea when she's working, even doing the dishes sometimes and etc... And all is greatly appreciated. He may not show it with words and grand gestures but Anais knows him well enough to understand that this is his way of showing his love for her and she loves and accepts him just the way he is, just like he loves and accepts her despite her shortcomings.

They may sound cute and all but they actually bicker almost all time, 95% of it is thanks to Anais' inability to be serious and Lahabrea's inability to keep his mouth shut and not say anything sassy.

Of course that doesn't mean that they don't have real fights but they're rare, they're both really patient with each other, and even when it happens they make up immediately. The only one that they couldn't work out was over summoning Zodiark and sacrificing Elidibus as the heart. They didn't see each other afterwards.

That's all I have for now (I had more but Tumblr decided to not save it and I had to type what I remembered again so yeah...). Feel free to ask about certain scenarios or details or anything!

Again, thanks for asking and have a nice day!! 💙💙

[comedydoctor18]

*MEET THE SANCTUARY POKÉMON*

~The Mew Crew~

Shade - Mewtwo. Identifies as they mainly but will also accept he or she. Severely claustrophobic when outside the sanctuary. Loves all foods except mustard and most bitter foods. Naked like a sphynx cat. Lets ONLY the humans they live with touch them. Had to be on a special diet for a month during treatment. Has the most even temper of the adults. Middle child

Ezzie - Mewtwo x form. Naked giant sphynx cat. Very clingy to her humans and lets only them touch her. Was extremely self conscious about how she looked and even her weight during her treatment but lots of TLC helped. Also extremely claustrophobic when outside the sanctuary. Hates eating bitter food and avoids most chocolate related foods and pretzels. Gets upset easier than shade.

Dotty - Mew. Can be very tempermental. Gets severe anxiety outside of the sanctuary. Loves all foods but sour and bitter. Wears pet shirts as a comfort thing (like a safety blanket). Prefers to watch what her humans are doing and possibly sneak a piece of food. Will attempt to play music on the record player owned by the witch. Smol nakey cat. Only lets her humans touch her

Opal - shadow Mewtwo. Big bundle of love. Allergic to most spicy foods. Loves sweets with an insane passion. Will eat some extremely weird food combos. Stone is an extra bone. Also mentally disabled but a happy camper; has a broken speech pattern. Gains two beloved mates by the time she turns 3 yrs old. Harmless to a fault and hella good at healing others. Enjoys the dark and being with others. A social butterfly. Loves to hug and be hugged.

Anais - fusion Mewtwo (umbreon). Fluffy boi. Hella quirky natured; definitely a weird one and proud. Enjoys all but sour foods (unless it is sweet & sour). Doesn't mind being touched if he sees who it is first (minus the humans he lives with). Loves to poke things to find out what they are. Hates the taste plain rice or noodles.

Angel, Amora, Lucky - infant Mewtwo triplets. Clingy to their mama and papa. Angel is a crybaby; blind little crybaby who always wants mama. Amora is a troublemaker; watch that exposed heart of yours little mister! Lucky is calm; ninja baby, sneaks off to hide and nap often. All three mainly love milk and berry puree right now; will gain a shaggy like appetite later. Basically the Aristocat triplets.

Koda -shiny infant Mewtwo. Deaf bab is very loud. Loves to explore. Docile but curious by nature. Tries to follow her family everywhere. Favorite spots are with mama or with 'grandma'. Can't actually speak very well when she's older; uses sign language. Very vocal.

~Mates and adopted children~

Mundi -Primarina. Total drag queen and sassy to boot. Adores his family with a fiery passion. Makes sure his mate and babies are healthy and happy daily. Will slap a punk if they hate on his family. Can come over as very proud. (Mated to Shade)

Quincy - giant variant Lopunny. Has vitiligo and a crooked foot. Also a drag queen and very sassy. Will mega evolve to beat the snot out of haters. Adores his family as well and does his best to keep them healthy and happy. Grows his fur out to make blankets for his family. (Mated to Ezzie)

Saskia -Keldeo. Naughty water horse. Paralyzed back legs. Loves spicy food like no other. Now has a new horn and is stronger. Very loving to family; still a lil shit when he wants to be. Was the first one to realize that Opal had ghost abilities.

Rei -Gabite. Adopted by Quincy and Ezzie. Loves her family to bits. MUST DIG! Will chomp on bones and rocks for fun and relaxing. Loves to mess with Saskia because she can. Loves wearing her bandana and will get angry if someone tries to take it (unless it needs to be washed, then she's fine). Has a strong love for being nicknamed "land shark".

Shiloh -Lucario. Abused by bad humans; breeding fodder. Found by Kaden and soon loved on by Dotty. Had to learn to speak telepathically. Gets to bedazzle herself with spiky bracelets and loves it. Tried to learn how to cook like her human and failed miserably. Loves her mate and son with all her heart.

Mysty -Zoroark variant (Hisui). Opal's future mate along with Kikz. Cautious by nature and very observant. Loves Djamila dearly and is very proud to be her Pokémon. Always very worried she scares others but is happy when she doesn't. Can become very protective very quickly. Does NOT like overly sweet or overly spicy food. Tall and light, extremely agile. Has a nasty habit of taking cheese sticks from the fridge at 3am.

Kikz -Cinderace. Opal's future mate along with Mysty. Very active; has to move around. Adores playing with his soccer ball toy. Mildly disabled due to missing an arm. Loves spicy food and keeps it away from Opal. Adores his human, Kaijika, and has helped him. Can and will sneak off any apples he sees.

~The Nanny~

Kyuu -Mimikyu. Was taken in by the witch after being found with a ripped up costume. Got a new costume and takes very good care of it. Loves sweets to bits. Very loving and gentle to all babies. Learned to hum so he could help babies sleep. Helped Opal learn to control her ghost abilities. Basically the brother figure of the witch's team; adores them to pieces. Adopted a traumatized Kadabra as his baby brother. A very loving ghost fairy.

-humans-

Witch Sephi -basically the family leader. Loving mama, strong woman. Disabled and proud of it. Takes no garbage from anyone. Strong in mind and spirit but very weak in body. Uses a cane mainly but will use a wheelchair if need be. Always looks very tired.

Professor Scott - second in command of the family and a very loving dad. Strong yet chubby. Loves to help Pokémon and humans alike. Will throw hands if his family is insulted. Very family oriented. Bit of a spazz and proud of it. Has been bitten by the Mew Crew adults at least once.

Kaden -"bi rockstar". Oldest child. Abuse survivor and healing thanks to lots of love. Enjoys time with family to bits (was an orphan). Can be hot-headed but very loyal. Can play bass and electric guitar. Wants to be a rockstar and mechanic as an adult. Eagerly learned sign language to talk to her little brother. Has a girlfriend from Galar.

Kajika -"deaf boy". Very loving and hyper (has ADHD). LOVES to take pictures of Pokémon. Very vocal. Wears his hair in braids as a sign of respect to his culture. Wants to be a fashion designer as an adult. Currently teaching Koda easy signs. Loves his family to pieces. Nicknamed Kai (full name is pronounced Kah-jee-kah)

Djamila -"shy girl". Very socially awkward. Has autism and proud of it (Dad Scott has it too). Loves her family and Pokémon. Will have a meltdown if away from family for more than 3 minutes. Very smol (technically a dwarf in height). Wears traditional clothing of her culture out of respect. Wants to own a huge floral shop as an adult. Hates loud noises that aren't familiar to her.

(Not listed: Sephi's team and Scott's team)

[bapyess1r]

Amphetamine

WARNINGS: cursing, age difference, fluffiness

CHAPTER 3

Sam’s POV

I watched her saunter off into the kitchen with a lump in my throat and my mouth hanging open. She really was something to look at. I couldn’t believe she was James’s goddaughter. She seemed so different from them all. Before my thoughts could get any dirtier, the baby threw up on my shirt and began to cry rather loudly. “Ugh! Jesus buddy!” I switched shoulders and hurried to the bathroom to clean up then begin babysitting duties.

After about an hour, I had sat through…. so much. I sat through a tea party, I’ve worn a tiara, gotten a makeover, I’ve played with dolls, I’ve done the hokey pokey probably about ten times, and yelled at Mickey Mouse multiple times because he couldn't hear me the first time we gave the answer to 1+1. All with a baby in my lap or in my arms. Safe to say, the kids were happy and starting to tire out. “You guys hungry?” I asked them, starting to get annoyed by this little cueball Caillou. It was time for a break and for the baby to take a nap. The little slugger was already tuckered out in my arms. I stood carefully to place him in the crib in his room and grabbed the baby monitor, hooking it through the loop in my jeans and bounced down the stairs, two steps at a time.

I could see her through the opening at the bar and smiled at her bobbing her head to some music that played over her phone. I took a moment to get myself together before strolling into the kitchen with a proud grin. “One child down, two to go!” I said slapping the counter next to her. I washed my hands before getting ready to make sandwiches for the girls. I caught her eye for a moment and she smiled as if she were impressed.

“Well look at you…” she sang, patting together what looked like burger meat. I could smell the seasoning from here and I had to say….

“It smells fantastic in here.” I reached for the towel to dry my hands and I could’ve sworn I saw her turn a bit red. “That’s all goin’ on the grill?” I asked, being a bit nosy and opening a container with marinating chicken. The scent hit my nose and I almost wanted to cry. “My goodness…You can come abuse my kitchen anytime.” She giggle-snorted in response and I laughed a little bit too hard about it. “How much left you got to make?”

“Um...almost done with these here, then I got these kebabs to skewer and that’s all. Then in about an hour, probably right when I get done, Anais is gonna arrive AND Godfather James is gonna come home.” The poor girl still looked so stressed out.

“Well how about this… Once I make the girls their lunch, I’ll help you out with the rest of the food. When James gets back you can go change for the night.” I said. She looked at me incredulously and scoffed with a sassy smile.

“What makes you think I had an outfit?” She laughed.

“Call it intuition.” I fired back. She rolled her eyes so I defended myself with further reasoning. “You’re friend is coming, you’re gonna be around a lot of people, you’re all messy from cooking, of course ya got another outfit.” I snickered, laying out my entire logic for her. And she laughed with the sweetest voice. My ears started to heat up a bit and I didn’t understand how to feel about it. I don’t get like this with many women. I laughed nervously before asking her, “Now where’s the bread and your knives?” She nodded in the direction of the bread box and I scoffed. “Leave it to James to have a fucking bread box.” I laughed to myself. I’m sure she’s noticed by now but James was always a man that chased after the bougie and classy things in life.

“That’s what I fucking said. It’s much more practical on top of the fridge-” This girl was telling me all the right things.

“Exactly!” I expressed my agreement with much more passion than was intended. So to cover my embarrassment I started working on those peanut butter-jellies.

“I said I wanted a wall of mirrors in my room so I could practice my dancing, and I was gonna get a bunch of those cheap seven dollar mirrors and line them up… This man buys me a mirrored WALL. A whole wall!” She added.

“Ridiculous! Like why spend so much on that shit?” I nodded in agreement and we burst into a mischievous laughter. She punched me on the shoulder and shushed me with a giggle.

“He could come home literally any minute!” She giggled. ‘My God, she’s precious…’ I thought with what probably looked like a goofy grin.

“So you dance, huh?” I asked. I wanted to know more about this girl. I knew it wasn’t gonna happen overnight but I had to get the random stuff out the way first.

“Ballet, contemporary, hip hop, jazz. The good stuff. I wanted to be a dancer but it seemed the only job I could get- with all that god damn training- was a burlesque dancer.” She told me as she placed the new burger patties on top of the baking sheet in its container. My ears perked up at the word.

“What is that like….fancy stripping?” I asked, trying not to sound too excited but also impressed.

“Basically… I had my own number in the show and everything.” At this point, I could tell she was trying to get a rise outta me. And it was working. I cleared my throat before begging the question.

“What did you do?”

“Oh a little leather here and fishnets there…. A bit of pole work… I know a few handcuff tricks. I was supposed to be the bad girl. Set to some Billy Idol.” She told me as she finished the patties and closed the lid on the container. She hip bumped me on the way to the sink to clean her hands. I smirked at her.

“You’ll have to show me some time.” I said as cool as possible. She laughed aloud and set the containers in the fridge.

“In your dreams, Mr. Drake.” She said patting my back. But I knew for a fact I was gonna be thinking about that when I laid my head down tonight. That’s when I had an idea and a sly grin crawled across my face.

“If I sang Billy Idol during the set, would you do it?”

“Do what?! My routine?!”

“Yeah…” I shrugged my shoulders attempting to be nonchalant about it. She put her hands on her shapely hips and shook her head.

“Depends.”

“On?” I didn’t mean to but I definitely sounded more eager about it.

“How drunk I am by the time you play. I’m really excited for tonight if I’m being honest.”

“Me too. I missed playing with the band while I was gone. When the neighborhood kiddos hit the sack is when the real fun begins.”

We continued conversation as I briefly exited to give the girls their lunch and put them down for a nap. When I came back, I helped her skewer the kebabs and bombarded her with shameless flirting. From what I could gather, we were both starting to really enjoy each other’s company. Working with her was going to be interesting to say the least. In a few moments, she’d received a text from her friend that she’d be touching down soon and I took over making the last of the kebabs while she went and changed. I took a moment to myself to look at the contrast between where I’d been and what I was doing now. Absolutely simping over this girl considerably younger than me, so much so that I’m making kebabs for her. Not that I’m mad about it. I actually enjoy cooking when I have the time to do it. Despite the age difference, there was something about us that worked really well and I was kinda curious to see where it’d go. I voiced a surprised chuckle to myself, I could hear some keys in the door. Through the bar window, I could see James in all his Miami Vice glory. “Goddaughter, I’m home!” He shouted kinda gently before noticing me in the kitchen. “Sam! You’re back, my man!” He smiled, throwing his keys on the counter and patting me on the back with a strong hand. “Barbara told me you’d be here helping Talia with the kids.”

“Uh… yeah. I met her last night and let’s just say I owe her a favor. The kids are napping, they’ve been fed, Talia is getting dressed to go do errands and pick up her…. her friend…” The moment I mentioned her, Talia had appeared simply walking down the steps. Her body clad in a purple and blue tye dyed Rolling Stones tee, split down the middle so far it exposed her black lace bra and tight black leather pants hugging her every curve. Her hair done up all extra curly n’ fluffy and her lips glossy, two rhinestones in the inner corners of her big brown eyes. She had a bag on her shoulder and a pair of heeled boots in her hands. She smiled kindly at James as she descended that staircase.

“Hey Sam, eyes off my Goddaughter.” He said in a half joking tone as Talia lightly hit him in the chest with her hand. I could feel my face flush and I chuckled nervously.

“Yes sir!” I said with a sarcastic salute. She briefly locked eyes with me and winked before kissing her Godfather on the cheek.

“I’m on my way to pick up Anna. The kids have b-” She said sitting in the bottom of the stairs to lace up her rather high heeled boots.

“Sam filled me in, sweetheart.” James smiled as he kicked off his loafers. She looked me surprised and this time, I winked.

“Then, I’ll be off!” She kissed her Godfather on the cheek and waved at me as she strutted out of the home. I was left with James.

“Be safe!” I shouted kinda late after she left.

When I’d finished the kebabs, I had excused myself from the house in order to prepare for tonight’s show. Mostly to shower and exchange this Hawaiian shirt for a black one.

[decrescending]

initial hadestown original broadway cast recording thoughts: woop this will be long bc i HAV so much

1. HOLY SH*T THE NEW PERSEPHONE VERSE! who’s doing the best she can? persephone! THATS WHO! i dont condone alcoholism but it definitely is a consequence of hades and persephone’s troubled marriage

2. um so whats up with seph introducing herself again in our lady of the underground

3. CMON GREEN THANG lmao hermes. the cast‘s reactions here is so cute uwu. i missed the slurping tho lmao for me it made livin it up on top tHAT song

4. seph and hermes taking orpheus parts in way down MAKES SENSE yall. im 100% on board. they know what happens in Hell and the mortals dont know shit

5. BRIAN DRYE ON THAT TROMBONE HOLY SH*T!

6. You’re early. I missed ya. F*CKING KILLS ME. EVERY SINGLE TIME

7. huh they really did skip to hey little songbird me for 0.005 seconds

8. PUTANGINA GAGO AJHSHJSHJASHSKH PATRICK PAGE!!!!!! HOW IS A GOD LIKE YOU ALLOWED TO WALK THIS EARTH???? HE KEEPS GETTING BETTER EVERY RECORDING IM IN TEARS I LOVE!!!!!

9. EVA’S where are you now, orpheusss?? GUYS I CANT STOP THE TEARS HOLY SH*T im always looking forward to this part bc it SHOWS so much about eurydice’s character and this productions’s portrayal of her relationship with orpheus

10. I FORGOT TO CLOSE MY MOUTH WTF IM STILL IN GOOSEBUMPS

11. WATCHU GON DO WHEN THE CHIPS ARE DOWN??? NOOOOOOOW THAT THE CHIPS ARE DOWN? F*CKING LAY DOWN MY FACE FOR YOU TO STEP ON!!! these fates are so dang sassy I STAN

12. they sound so full and menacing SHOOT TO KILL indeed

13. eva my baby :((((((((( im gone’s gasp!!! I AM SO DEAD TOO

14. jewelle’s in her skiiiin growl and basically every line ender of this song SLAPS

15. wait for me’s opening notes!!!!! FOREVER FAV

16. mR. HERMES! really do radiate mr. sTaRK! energy

17. orpheus sings with all my heart. kill me the f*ck now

18. AT THIS POINT IM JUST SOBBING

19. who are youuu?? THE FATES REALLY PERSONIFY DOUBT™

20. ajdhasjdhashk you can hear when the set changes!

21. HERMES SINGING WITH ORPHEUS IN I AM NOT ALOOONE! F*CK I HADNT THOUGHT ID LOVE THIS SONG MORE BUT HERE WE GO

22. I’ve talked before how i prefer broadway’s wait for me over nytw’s. I STILL DO

23. THEY TOOK OUT EURYDICE’S SOLO IN WHY WE BUILD THE WALL????

24. in a way i do understand bc it singles out eurydice too much and at an outside vantage point it didnt really need to happen bc all the solo does is present eurydice’s thoughts at this point. IM STILL DISAPPOINTED THOUGH

25. asjdhfjkdh my dumbass only now realized that anything can happen on the factory floor when the foreman turns his back is about persephone’s illegal spring club lmao

26. anybody want a drink? NEVER fails to make me laugh

27. i love our lady of the underground and livin it up on top but didnt seph already introduce herself in livin? sounds redundant tbh

28. but it gets us amber aND I AM HERE FOR IT. I JUST LOVE HER OKAY

29. THIS MUSICAL NAMING EVERY SINGLE BAND MEMBER! I WILL LOVE FOREVER AND EVER! ALSO THE CAST REACTING IS SO CUTE AND SUPPORTIVE

30. BITCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YOu wANT stAAARRRS????? I DIDNT KNOW IT COULD GET BETTER!

31. tell my husband to take his time hades’ infidelity confirmed :/

32. ITS FLOWERS! EVA MY BABY I LOVE YOU

33. oh no theres no growling, shes playing it softer than onstage????????

34. IM KINDA DISAPPOINTED LIKE 1% BC I LOVED THE GROWLING-REGRETFUL-ANGRY-AT-HERSELF EURYDICE SO MUCH

35. OOPS NEVERMIND HER youuUUUUU, the one who i left behind RESSURECTED ME

36. andre’s super soft road to hell intro :((((((((((((((((((((((((((( i BAWL

37. its a sad song, its a sad tale, iTS A TRAGEDY. its a sad song. bUT WE SING IT ANYWAY GODS ANAIS. This song perfectly captures hadestown’s mythical origins. I WILL LOVE FOREVER AND EVER

38. u can hear the cracking in andre’s voice in iTS A SAD SONGs and the cast! the harmonies! I STAN EVERY SINGLE ONE

39. we’re gonna sing it again and again always ALWAYS KILLS ME HOLY SHIT

40. OHMY GOD THAT WAS A WILD F*CKING RIDE lets play it again! (and again)

notice how they released the songs highlighting the four tony nominated cast members? bar wait for me, which is a CLASSIC fav. i mean i get it, even if we wanted reeve to be nominated and even if the cast wants to, MORE SO than we do i daresay, they had to make sure the nominated ones get as much exposure as they can

ALSO i really love the sentiment that hadestown’s many versions and iterations actually makes it SO TRUE to mythology. myths and stories gets passed down in yeARS and generations until we mix whats right or wrong and better or worse. somebody posted about this a long time ago im sorry i cant remember you :( but thats what makes it so beautiful!! YOU CANT JUST F*CKING DECIDE WHAT YOU WANT! we all have our preferences and no one’s is the same as the person beside them but its the same musical we all adore.

also im still laughing about this but i forgot to include it up top dANA LYN! on the vioLIN!! LMAO