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thecranberriesslut · 21 hours ago

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Californication

Summary: You and your best friends dad commit sin on family vacay.

Pairing: no-outbreak! Joel Miller x Fem!Reader ’Cara’

Wc: about 3k

Warnings: The age gap is girthyyyy (Joel is 40-something, reader is 18), dirty themes, smut, read at your own risk, inappropriate jokes.

Notes: It’s my first fanfic posted on this account so please be nice, also english is not my first language so sorry for any typos, also you decided to read this so don’t complain about the age cap, it’s legal guys…

The sky is bleeding shades of gold and orange over the navy blue early morning shade, only a couple of stars still visible from the night before. You shift in your bed uncomfortably, not having been able to sleep almost the entire night, mostly due to pure excitement. Luckily, your alarm sounds, and you get up to turn it off. 7:01, you manage to make out as your eyes adjust to the morning hue. You gather your honey-blonde hair and tie it up, so it's out of your face. As you retrieve your phone from charging on your bedside table, you see 4 new messages from Sarah, your best friend since grade school, right when you moved to the suburbs from New York.

You love Sarah, you have from the very first moment you met her. When you had just moved to a new house, and you felt all blue until you saw a beautiful blonde girl about your age in the yard next to yours-- wearing denim overalls with flowers on them, reading a book and eating a strawberry popsicle. She saw you looking through the window, and yelled to ask you whether you wanted a popsicle too. Sarah was an angel-- unfortunately, you were the fucking devil, especially when it came to Sarah's father.

Joel Miller-- You had begun to notice his appeal in the seventh grade, right around the time you started feeling things while watching that one scene in titanic. When you happened to scrape your knee outside Sarah's house and Joel had to patch you up. He lifted you onto their bathroom counter and placed a hello kitty band-aid on your knee, while looking up at you with his dark brown, captivating eyes and giving your knee a kiss. He told you that you were such a good girl for being so brave. You, being a horny 13-year-old, thought about that for months. He was your sexual awakening.

And now you're 18, still not able to look at him without your face growing hot, and your knees nearly giving out, going on spring vacation to Palm springs with your parents, Sarah, and Joel.

“Cara, are you up? We're leaving in two hours, with or without you!”

You hear your mom's perky voice yell from downstairs, she can be quite dramatic. But you wouldn't change her for anything.

“Yeah, mom!”

You quickly gather yourself and make a mental note to not think absolutely anything dirty about Joel 'sex god' Miller while on vacation. You answer Sarah's anxiously worded texts about what to pack for the vacation, and whether she can wear a bikini or will your mom think it's too whorish. The thing you love about Sarah is how much she thinks about stuff, she knows your mom loves her, and still, she's worried. You tell Sarah not to worry, and that you'd already packed, because you can think ahead too. You move onto picking an outfit for the trip.

It has to be something cute, but not too cute so my parents don't get suspicious-- but Joel has to like it.

You think to yourself, and then go on to curse yourself for thinking about Joel, and what he might like. You need to get yourself together. He's like 40, not to mention your best friend's father. You settle on some classic Levi's 501 shorts and a white Brandy Melville long sleeve, because the morning dew can cause a chilliness in the air. You decide on no makeup, and to wear your hair down, unstyled. You hurriedly grab the last of your things, phone charger, bikini-- a book.

Furthermore, you grab a Red Bull from the fridge quickly before you make it down to the driveway. Sarah's already sitting in the backseat of your moms gray sedan, and Joel's loading up their stuff. You feel weak as you see Joel, he's wearing a black t shirt that shows off his sweat glazed biceps and that damn cross necklace hanging around his neck. God-- there's something in you melting right now, and it is not from the heat outside.

“Hey darlin', need any help with that?”

Joel asks, in his low voice, smooth like whiskey, topped with the most charming southern drawl imaginable.

“Uhm, yeah! Thanks, Mr. Miller.”

You smile at him as you hand over your suitcase, trying to paint your face with an attractive smile, it is probably coming off as shy and adolescent if anything. Joel smiles back, the kind of smile that could stop traffic, and he pats you on your lower back, his hand lingering there for a second too long to be considered innocent. Even after he lets go, the heat of his big hand lingers there.

“It's no problem, a pretty lil' girl like you shouldn't be doin' heavy lifting, go on sit down, Sarah's in the car already.”

You go in the car, ready to blame the heat for your fiery crimson cheeks if it comes up. You hug Sarah excitedly and your parents carry the rest of the stuff to the car. You almost choke on your Red Bull as you see Joel opening the back door and motioning you to sit in the middle so he can fit in the back. Reluctantly, you move to the middle seat, as close to Sarah as possible, so you don't accidentally brush up against her smoke show of a father and go even more red than you knew to be humanly possible.

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After a long 5-hour drive of sitting next to Joel as still as you could, avoiding sliding closer to him during bumps in the road, and trying not to look at the slight bulge in his shorts. You were exhausted. You were so aroused and embarrassed, you feared that in the span of 5 hours Joel had noticed your horniness, had thought it was super gross, and had somehow telepathically told your parents about it. You were pulled out of your thoughts as the car came to a stop in front of a gorgeous white beach villa and Joel patted your thigh.

“Finally here, bet you're dyin' to stretch those legs, huh?”

He fucking knew. And now you needed to find the nearest hole in the ground and bury yourself in it. You just let out an awkward laugh as he got out of the car, and tried to console yourself.

He doesn't know anything, you are being paranoid.

You and Sarah managed to get out of the car, and you almost dropped your phone when you saw it.

“There's a huge fucking pool!”

You yelled in utter shock and excitement.

“Watch your mouth, young lady!”

Your dad yelled from behind the car. You and Sarah just laughed as you ran inside the villa, the tile floor freezing in contrast to the scorching hot air, you ran to the biggest bedroom and claimed it for you and Sarah. There was a huge king-sized bed laying in the middle of the room with expensive looking white sheets, and pillow mints set on the pillows.

“I could get used to this.”

You exclaimed, joking with a certain sense of indifference, as you unwrapped the pillow-mint. Sarah only laughed and said something about her dad, before he appeared in the doorway with our bags.

“Speak of the devil.”

Sarah said.

“You were talkin' 'bout me?”

Joel asked, a smug smile on his face, as he set our bags down with ease. The veins in his forearms prominent as his muscles bulged. He was strong, like-- incredibly strong, those bags weighed a lot, and he lifted them with not as much as a grunt. His rich dark brown hair fell over his eyes and he pulled it back with his hands, revealing some gray salt and pepper hairs underneath.

“Yeah, Cara was saying how embarrassing you were in the car.”

Sarah said nonchalantly, rolling her eyes and smiling at you. You were horrified. First of all, you were already terrified of Joel and now the fact that he probably thought you disliked him.

“I didn't say that! I-”

You defended yourself frantically, until Joel interrupted you.

“Sure you didn't, you lil' troublemaker. Your dad 'oughta teach you a lesson about respectin' adults.”

He joked. You couldn't say anything back, just stare at him as he turned to leave the room.

“Gosh, my dad's embarrassing.”

Sarah complained.

“No he's fine.”

You said quietly. Joel's jokes sounded like normal jokes to everyone else, but if you were a horny 18-year-old avid dirty book reader, his jokes always had a dirty undertone to them. Like that one time he suggested he bend you over and spank you for stealing some of his beers with Sarah. His words always had an effect on you, and sometimes you felt like he was doing it on purpose. Although every time he joked, you tried to hide behind your shy, enigmatic personality and not reveal that you had just gotten hornier than ever.

You had all settled in by the time the sun was starting to set, your parents had gone out for a walk and Sarah wanted to go scout the surrounding area for shops and things to do. So you were alone at the villa-- with Joel. You hadn't dared to leave your room yet, but your stomach was begging you to go get food already, and you had no other choice. So you gathered your courage and went into the kitchen, Joel was nowhere to be seen. You opened up the fridge to see a tuna sandwich, and came to the conclusion that it was probably for the road trip, and you could eat it now. So you took a bite, and felt someone's eyes on you, you turned around to see Joel wearing only his swimming trunks, hair soaking wet, and his abs glistening, as he dried them with a white towel.

“So... now the naughty girl is stealin' sandwiches too, huh?”

He accused you playfully, while dragging the towel across his body lazily, as if trying to torture you.

“What? I- I didn't know this was yours-”

You were quick to defend yourself.

“Relax, Cara.”

He said, a sly smile painting his beautiful face. The way your name rolled off his tongue felt like a direct attack to the tough exterior you were trying to keep up around him, and it went straight to your core.

“I'm jus' jokin' with you, you're always so tense around me, why is that?”

He asked, his voice remaining velvety smooth.

“Uhm... no, I'm not.”

You tried to sound convincing, you didn't. The way you fidgeted with your shirt hem and always slightly lowered your head when you spoke to him, suggested that you were genuinely afraid of him. But you weren't, just head over heels in lust. Wrongful lust.

“You jus' seem nervous is all... is everything all right?”

He asked as he walked slowly closer, like a predatory cat, he was a tall man, well over 6 foot. As he got closer, he started to tower over you in an intimidating but undeniably attractive manner. His build was strong, he looked like a man who could throw you across the room and not break a sweat.

“I'm not nervous.”

You lied. He looked at you knowingly, like a teacher who had just caught you cheating and was about to embarrass you in front of the entire classroom. He brought his big rugged hand to your forehead and made a caressing motion, you were confused until he held his hand to the light and confronted you.

“You're sweatin', and it ain't even that hot in here, you're also red as a beet.”

He smiled, having caught you in a lie. You were about to say something, but he stopped you.

“You know, lyin's not nice-- only bad girls lie.”

“What are you, my father?”

You clapped back, soon to realize that was a mistake. Because he placed his hand on your chin gently, but in a way that was meant to intimidate you, and forced you to look straight in his dark, scary eyes.

“No, and you're damn lucky I ain't, cause I'd sure as hell punish you for lyin' to me, make you respect your daddy.”

Your eyes widened in shock, and you could feel the familiar redness rising to your cheeks. He dropped your chin and laughed a hearty laugh.

"Listen, kiddo, I'm jus' messin' with ya.”

“Oh!”

You let out a breath you hadn't realized you'd been holding and tried to shake off your dirty thoughts.

He didn't say anything sexual, you are just a weird ass dirty minded virgin.

“And I'd work on hidin' your emotions better. Gettin' all worked up by your best friend's father callin' himself daddy-- you are one sick puppy.”

His crude words should have disgusted you, you should've felt gross or violated or something, but you didn't. All your feelings were overpowered by one. Complete intoxicating arousal, purely from his words. You didn't have a lot of time to gather yourself when you heard the door and saw Sarah walking inside with something in her hands.

“What do you have?”

You asked, curious. Sarah held the items up, and you could make out two bagels and two diet cokes. You smiled like you had just seen a million dollars.

“I love you so much!”

You screamed as you ran for the bagels.

“I thought you'd probably be starving, I found this cute ass little café down the road.”

You took the bagels and headed to your room. Feeling extremely guilty about what had happened with her dad just moments prior, how could he just say something so-- vigorous out of nowhere, and now you had to pretend it didn't happen. You placed the bagels on the bed and changed your denim shorts into your comfortable pink Hollister mini shorts, you took out your MacBook and scrolled endlessly, trying to find something for you both to watch.

“Can we watch The Kardashians?”

You asked Sarah, she just nodded a quick yeah and bit into her bagel. You watched the show until it was very late, the sun had set completely, and the only sound throughout the house was the quiet hum of an air conditioner. Sarah was half asleep, you had almost forgotten about the whole thing with his dad already.

It's fine, you were just reading too much into it, he didn't mean anything by it.

You were way too in your thoughts to go to sleep, so you decided that a little midnight swim could do you good. You changed into a tan Burberry bikini and retrieved a white towel from your closet, and made your way to the massive pool. The air felt warm, the night had brought a cold breeze, but the heat of the day still lingered in the air, almost like a memory. The water was warm, it was sitting there day after day in the heat, so it had gathered some of it. You could easily just go all the way in, it felt heavenly-- After having swam a couple of laps you lifted your head out of the pool. You almost drowned when you saw Joel, crouched by the side of the pool, staring at you and smiling.

“Fuck! You scared me!”

You screamed at him. Coughing out some water you had accidentally swallowed when you saw him.

“Sorry... was jus' enjoyin' the view.”

He said, smugly. You decided that if he wanted to play games, you would play along. You splashed him with water so his sweatpants and white tee got soaking wet, and smiled at him-- challenging him.

“Whoa! Kitty's got claws... But you ain't a brave girl.”

“Why's that?”

You asked, swimming closer to him and holding onto the border of the pool, inches from him. The light of the moon reflected on you from the water. The air smelled like smoke, brittlebush, and chlorine.

I probably look fucking ethereal right now.

You thought to yourself, feeling confident, trying your best to give Joel 'fuck me' eyes, something you'd learned while reading one of your grotesque books.

“You know I can't come in that pool, you're hidin' out 'cause you know you shouldn't challenge me.”

If there was ever a time to be courageous, this was it. You lifted yourself out of the pool slowly, Joel observed you with a slight sparkle in his eye. You got out of the pool and slowly walked over to your towel to dry yourself off. Joel laughed a low, hearty laugh.

“I guess I was wrong.”

He said, holding his hands up in defeat.

“So, what are you doing up this late?”

You asked him, party curious, partly trying to relieve the tension.

“Oh, well darlin' if I told you I'd be considered a dirty, bad man. Let's jus' say I couldn't sleep.”

To be continued.

#Spotify #joel miller fanfiction #joel miller #joel miller x reader #tlou fanfiction #fanfic #smut #joel miller smut #pedro pascal #pedro pascal fanfiction #girlblogging #aesthetic

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theramseyloft · 3 months ago

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there was this one bird in your flock that i was so enamored with a few years ago and i wanted to know how she was doing but i cant remember her name, she was an Ash Red Hen, Checker i think? she and her husband were breeders in your flock until you found evidence they were passing on some genetic issues and put them up for adoption to a Non-Breeding owner, i think her husband was also ash red but i think he was a bar?, i was wondering if you might know who they are and give an upd8 on how theyre doing?

Was it Cookie, by any chance?

I haven't had many Ash Red check hens...

In which case, maybe it was her and Pinto?

They didn't go to the same home. Both went singly as house pets.

Maybe he big sister, Papillion?

I know a lot of people were in love with Papillion because she presented as a cock until she wanted eggs, and it took for ever to tell she was a hen.

I haven't heard from her family in a while either.

Radish (Mia x Cara) and everyone directly related to him was adopted out to a non-breeding home when his older sister Escher died of peritoneal cancer, which is extremely rare and only effects females, but males can carry it.

He lives on a horse ranch in a modified stall with a small flock of our least human-friendly pigeons and I get updates on them now and then.

Last I heard, he's pretty happy.

Wookie is Pinto and Cookie's baby, also removed from the pool for sharing lineage.

His mom isn't in touch with me on the regular, so no idea, sadly.

Both sides of Cara's family ended up being a mess.

I have not heard from her family since she was adopted.

Sun Tsu, her Chinese Owl dad died of calcified lungs.

Her Old Dutch Capuchin mother, Bobbi, died of a calcified heart.

Cara's handsome little husband, Mia (Changed to Bowie after he was adopted) was Old Dutch Capuchine on Ferdi's side. Old German Owl mother, Astrid.

Astrid ended up having and passing on a very poor immune system.

Last I heard, Bowie was a happy house bird, but it has been years since I have heard last.

Mia's sister Brandy wasn't a breeding bird either...

Do you remember anything other than the sex and color?

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cinnabun-faerie · 1 month ago

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JJK: What's on their Christmas Playlist

A/N: Day 3 (I'm late, yesterday was a bit busy for me)

Note: These are just my opinions of what I think would be on their Christmas Playlist.

Characters: Choso, Kento Nanami, Megumi Fushiguro, Nobara Kugisaki, Satoru Gojo, Shoko Ieri, Sukuna, Toji Fushiguro, Yuji Itadori

Snowman - Sia

Don't Give Your Heart Away for Christmas - Alexander Stewart

Winter Ahead - V, Park Hyo Shin

Silver and Gold - Burl Ives

Silver Bells - Dean Martin

The Christmas Song - Alan Jackson

We Wish You A Merry Christmas - Weezer

I'm With You - Mayday Parade

All I want for Christmas - Point North

Bonus: Lost in the Woods - Weezer

Santa Tell Me - Ariana Grande

Christmas Tree Farm - Taylor Swift

Santa doesn't know you like I do - Sabrina Carpenter

Bonus: Christmas Card - Tenille Townes

All I want for Christmas is you - Mariah Carey

My Only Wish - Britney Spears

Last Christmas - Wham!

Sleigh Ride - TLC

Shouldn't Wait for the Holidays - The Animal in Me

1 Wish - Ava Max

Bonus: Make it to Christmas - Alessia Cara

Kidnap the Sandy Claws - Korn

Carol of the Bells - August Burns Red

Have yourself a Merry Little Christmas - Frank Sinatra

Bonus: Christmas EveL - Stray Kids

Wit it This Christmas - Ariana Grande

This Christmas - Pink Sweat$, Donny Hathaway

Candy Cane Kisses - Lyn Lepid

Last Christmas - Tinashe

Christmas Everyday - Brandy

Let it Snow - Tori Kelly, Babyface

#jjk #jjk choso #kento nanami #megumi fushiguro #nobara kugisaki #satoru gojo #shoko ieiri #ryomen sukuna #toji fushiguro #yuji itadori

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sunskate · 5 months ago

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IAM.O programs 2024-25

Carreira/Ponomarenko: RD: Etta James - I Just Wanna Make Love to You; Little Richard - Long Tall Sally FD: Carmen

Skating's Elite Summer Sizzler: x x X Nebelhorn RD FD

Veillon/Brandys: RD: Beatles - Twist and Shout; Maurice Williams & the Zodiacs - Stay; The Contours - Do You Love Me FD: Nino Rota - La Strada Choreo: Cara Moir, Adrian Diaz

Next Gen: RD FD Aug Sectionals: RD FD JGP Czech Skate 2024 RD FD JGP Ljubljana

Hensen/Lickers: RD: The Commodores - Slippery When Wet, Brick House FD: Stravinsky - Firebird

Lake Placid: RD FD Aug Sectionals Denis Ten

Dozzi/Papetti: RD: The Champs - Tequila, Harry Belafonte - Jump in the Line FD: Asaf Avidan - Between These Hands, Reckoning Song Choreo: Adrian Diaz, Madison Hubbell

Lake Placid: RD FD Aug Sectionals Lombardia: RD FD Nebelhorn: RD FD

Robinson/Portz: RD: Saturday Night Fever FD: Dream Travel and LTJ Yard - Music in my Soul; Douglas Dare - Dance Me to the End of Love

Lake Placid: RD FD Aug Sectionals

Ritter/Brykalov: RD: Boney M - Daddy Cool, Fever FD: Francis Lai - Mayerling; Nicole Croisille and Francis Lai - Where Did Our Summers Go (La leçon particuliere)

Lake Placid: RD FD Aug Sectionals Lombardia: RD FD Nebelhorn: RD FD

Shilling/Baeten: RD: James Brown - I Feel Good, Super Bad FD: Celine Dion - It's All Coming Back to Me Now

Lake Placid: RD FD Aug Sectionals

Roberts/Alis: RD: Rolling Stones - Miss You, Satisfaction FD: I Monster - Who is She; CLANN - Her & the Sea

Lake Placid: RD FD Aug Sectionals Lombardia: RD FD Nebelhorn: RD FD

Corneil/Emery: RD: Aretha Franklin - Think, Respect FD: Cody Fry - Flying

Lake Placid: RD FD Aug Sectionals

Programs for outside skaters:

Maddie Schizas: FD Danse Macabre (choreo by Scott Moir, Madison Hubbell, Adrian Diaz)

Lia Pereira/Trennt Michaud: Tango FD (choreo by Adrian Madi - ISU bio. in an interview P/M said Scott also)

Utana Yoshida/Masaya Morita: RD Be Bop a Lula FD Romeo & Juliet (choreo by Scott, Adrian, Madi)

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lulu2992 · 9 months ago

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Who is the voice of the female Deputy?

When I saw this question, I decided to try to find an answer.

I looked up all the actors listed in the credits, listened to their voices (in interviews, demo reels, or other videos), and… I’m still not sure who played the female Deputy.

While I usually find it relatively easy to recognize voice actors in French, my native language, it turns out that’s much harder for me to do in English. Also, it doesn’t help that they’re usually very good at changing their voice/accent and that, in real life, most of them don’t sound like the characters they play.

I still believe the person who played the female Deputy is also “Cult Follower Female 5” (CFF5), but it seems to me the actor used a different accent and tone so the cultist sounds a bit “villainous”. In any case, I didn’t find anyone that sounded exactly like the two characters…

According to my ears, though, the female Deputy and the female Captain from New Dawn have the same voice. Outside of cutscenes, the Deputy has 314 lines in Far Cry 5 (which you can listen to here, here, here, here, and here) and the audio files were all reused for the Captain. In cutscenes, so the “lines” that were specifically recorded for New Dawn, the character sounds exactly the same to me, which means the voice actor must have worked on both games.

I looked at the names that appeared in the credits of the two games and narrowed the list down to the 15 (+1; see below) likeliest candidates, so here are the people who, in my opinion, could potentially be the voice of the female Deputy, as well as, when the information was available, either in the game or on IMDb, which character(s) they played:

Claire Armstrong

Kailea Banka

Carolina Bartczak (Cult Follower in FC5; apparently not in FCND, but you never know)

Kimberly D. Brooks (Gun for Hire)

Nicki Burke (Cult Follower in FC5, Selene in FCND)

Lucinda Davis

Stacey DePass (Nana in FCND)

Amber Goldfarb (voice of Faith’s Priestesses, “Cult Follower Female 3”, and, I believe, Rae-Rae)*

Julianne Jain

Mara Junot (Sherri Woodhouse, “Civilian Female 6”)

Helen King

Erica Linbeck (voice of Anne, but also this and this)

Cynthia Kaye McWilliams (Resistance Soldier)

Debra Wilson

Kim Yarborough

Mayko Nguyen, who plays Kim Rye, was credited a second time as a “voice talent” in Far Cry 5, which implies she may have also played one of several NPC. Since she worked on New Dawn, she too could be the female Deputy’s voice.

Again, English isn’t my first language, and after spending two days listening to all those voices, everyone started to sound the same to me :’) If you’re a native English speaker and/or have a great ear, though, maybe you’ll be able to more easily solve the mystery! We can do it!

*IMDb says Amber Goldfarb played “Noodle’s owner” (the woman who called Ms. Mable for her pet snake) but the files tell me the voice is actually “Civilian Female 6”, so Mara Junot.

And under the cut, just in case, I included all the other female voices who appear in the credits.

FAR CRY 5

MAIN CAST Beryl Bain (Tracey Lader) Sarah Booth (Tammy Barnes and, according to IMDb, a “Civilian”) Luisa D’Oliveira (Deputy Joey Hudson) Jenessa Grant (Faith Seed) Debra McGrath (Nancy) Tasya Teles (Mary May Fairgrave)

VOICE TALENTS Carolina Bartczak (Cult Follower) Lauren Jackson (Skylar Kohrs) Erin Mathews Julie Nathanson (Jess Black) Kristen Peace Murry Peeters (Grace Armstrong) Claire Rankin Cara Ricketts (Dr. Sarah Perkins in FC5, Mickey in FCND) Charlotte Rogers Paula Shaw (Ms. Wilhelmina Mable) Jane Wheeler (Adelaide Drubman)

PERFORMERS (I’m not sure they recorded voices and they apparently didn’t work on FCND) Michela Cannon Roanna Cochrane (Cult Follower) Athena Karkanis Karen Knox Janet Porter Melissa Robertson Alyssa Trask Brandi Marie Ward

FAR CRY NEW DAWN

MAIN CAST Reina Hardesty (Carmina Rye) Leslie Miller (Lou)

VOICE TALENTS Rylee Alazraqui Mary Faber (in the “Additional Thanks” section in the FC5 credits and in Lost on Mars according to IMDb) Camryn Jones Rachel Kimsey Melanie Minichino (Gina Guerra) Carolyn Ratteray Marisha Ray Nadia Verrucci

PERFORMANCE CAPTURE PERFORMERS (again, I don’t know if they recorded voices in FCND) Ava Augustin Tamara Brown Jenny Raven Ajanae Stephenson Lydia Zadel (also credited in the “Additional Thanks” section in FC5 and a voice in Lost on Mars according to IMDb)

Good luck!

#if you need voice samples to help you you can request them on vohc #but this was harder than expected for me…#far cry 5 #the deputy #the junior deputy #far cry new dawn #the captain #the security captain #we can solve this I believe in us!

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ctimenefic · 5 months ago

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sooo obsessed with your regency au!!!! can't wait to read more of it

The regency AU is very important to me and so is the strollonso sequel I'll definitely finish

Here, have an extra bit that fits after this but before this:

Horsey has installed himself on the chair closest to the fire; George hesitates a moment, then settles on the rug beside it, legs splayed out before him, so he can better scratch under his chin.

“We’ll have to send you home with a litter after your next visit,” he jokes, but his breath catches a little when George looks delighted at the prospect. He’d forgotten, in all these months, what it was like to bring someone simple joys. He’s the source of too many “no”s of late. But even when the estate is low on rents and crops and capital, it never lacks for kittens in the spring.

“Are you onto Chesapeake after us, or Norwich?” he asks.

“Chesapeake for at least two weeks, perhaps a month. Cara’s shut up the Norwich house, but I can’t imagine Benjy will want us underfoot for that long. I’m sure he’d much rather have solitude with his wife.” There’s a wistfulness to the way George speaks that makes Alex’s mouth twist in sympathy. The oldest of a crop of siblings so close they could almost exchange places without their mother noticing, Alex has never quite grasped the strange, stilted way George loves his older brother and sister.

He is tempted, naturally, to blame it on the money, but that’s his own lack of funds colouring the picture. George’s fortune, inherited from a mercantile uncle who’d taken his brother’s unexpected second son as an heir, certainly had altered the trajectory of the Russell family from decent sailors to almost gentry. But there are subtler tensions that Alex had almost blundered into on his last visit, three years ago, still too much a boy to pick through the nuances of respect and rank when there were no titles to guide the way.

He doesn’t want to visit George at Chesapeake. He wants George here, relaxed and happy, soft fur against his fingertips.

“Cara wants me to find a place of my own, now that I can access the capital. Apparently it would be more fitting. Sometimes I think she forgets I grew up in the dockyards as much as she did.” There was, of course, a difference between a captain’s daughter and an admiral’s son, but Alex kept the thought stowed. “I’m sure being mistress of a grand estate is only part of the appeal.”

“Ah, she’s being savvy with the timing. You’ll have your pick of the bunch, I’d wager. Almost everyone is letting or selling something.” At George’s blank look, he elaborates. “The harvest last year was dire, George, up and down the country. I have the best steward in England and I’m haemorrhaging rents. Those that have funds to fall back on can weather perhaps another year or two like it, but those on thinner purses, or dud speculations? They’ll sell what they can to keep the rest afloat.”

He’s come too close to the truth of his own situation that to not go on feels almost like a lie. He takes a sip of brandy to stiffen up the sinews. It’s strange, when they’d been boys it had been so easy to talk about money - George’s strange acquisition of it, Alex’s lax relationship with his own allowance. Two years of managing an estate in dire straits have made Alex cagey, nearly embarrassed. But George, of all people, deserves his candour. “I’d have sold the London house, if I could. Unfortunately, my hands are tied, so the best I can do is let it.”

“Is it that desperate? Alex, I could-”

“I hope you’re not going to be insulting, George,” Alex says sharply. “And no. It’s not desperate. Merely… close-run. In truth, there’s more riding on the horses than I would like. The two we took out today are our best shot at reviving the stud business. If one of them can take the Triple Crown, or the Stayers’-”

George is looking vaguely quizzical, and Alex wonders exactly how he became best friends with a man who can barely tell the start line from the finish. “The 2,000 Guineas at Newmarket, the Derby at Epsom and the St Leger at Doncaster are the Triple Crown. The Stayers are the longer Cups - the Gold at Ascot, Goodwood and the Doncaster Cup. Still with me?”

George frowns. “And these are… horse races? I’m not sure I quite follow, where do you put the crown, on the jockey or the horse?” He can’t quite hold the expression long enough to be convincing, his grin leaking out around the edges.

“Oh go to the devil.”

#an extremely horse girl segment if you look at it obliquely #my fic #answered asks #triple crown

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fairytale-poll · 1 year ago

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LOSER'S BRACKET NOMINATIONS!

It is time to announce the LOSER'S BRACKET!

The Loser's Bracket is meant to give some love to characters who lost early, so anyone who has made it to the Quarterfinals and farther (even if they lose there) has gotten far enough they don't really need the love of the Loser's Bracket. During our last tournament Red Riding Poll, the Loser's Bracket winner was a character who hadn't even made it out of Round 1! This is for all the characters who might have been less recognizable but still awesome, to all the characters that got overshadowed by others.

The rules for nominations:

The Loser's Bracket will be either a 16 or 32 single elimination bracket, depending on the amount of nominations that are sent in.

Unlike the main tournament, where the polls each lasted a week, the polls for the Loser's Bracket will last only a day. That means the entire Loser's Bracket will probably last around a week.

Nominate as many characters as you want, but don't nominate the same character multiple times. Be mindful that the most nominated characters will be the ones that will make it to the bracket. Also nominate characters one at a time.

Propaganda from the Main Tournament will not appear, but feel free to submit any propaganda you want for why the character should win the Loser's Bracket!

Nominations open today and will close on the 15th of January, the same day the Quarterfinals of the main tournament loses.

Be respectful! Just because your fave didn't make it as far as you wanted in the main tournament or the Loser's Bracket, doesn't mean that the other contestants aren't worthwhile either! Remember, every character in this tournament have people who love them just as much as you love your fave, so please be courteous!

NOMINATE CHARACTERS HERE

Under the cut is a list of every character who has lost & which round they lost in. Feel free to consult the list if you want to jog your memory on which Cinderellas you might want to nominate.

Preliminary Round Losers

Danielle de Barbarac (Ever After novel by Wendy Loggia)*

Danielle de Barbarac (Ever After the Musical)*

Julie Andrews as Cinderella in Rodgers & Hammerstein's Cinderella (1957)**

Leslie Ann Warrens as Cinderella in Rodgers & Hammerstein's Cinderella (1965)**

Various Actresses as Cinderella in Rodgers & Hammerstein's Cinderella the Musical (2015) **

Cinderella (Hey, Cinderella!)

Pigerella (Muppet Babies 1984)

Peter Parker / Prince of Arachne (Spider-Man Fairy Tales)

*Not to be confused with Danielle de Barbarac from the movie Ever After (1998), which has placed in the quarterfinals of the main tournament.

**Not to be confused with Brandy as Cinderella in Rodgers & Hammerstein's Cinderella (1997), which lost in Round 1.

Round 1 Losers

Ella (Disney's Cinderella live-action)

Hello Kitty as Cinderella (Hello Kitty no Cinderella)

Vasilisa the Beautiful (Russian/East European Fairytale Variant)

Rhodopis (Greek Fairytale Variant)

Eun Ha Won (Cinderella with Four Knights)

Mireleh (The Way Meat Loves Salt by Nina Jaffe/Louise August)

Leila Takashiro (Hime Chen! Otogi Chikku Idol Lilpri)

Hoshizora Miyuki / "Cure Happy" as Cinderella (Smile PreCure / Glitter Force)

Isabell Heartwell (Cinder's Ball)

Cinderella (Mary Skelter)

Ella of Maidenvale / Cinderella (The School for Good and Evil by Soman Chainani)

Eleanor / Cinderella (The Wide-Awake Princess by E.D. Baker)

Vassa (Vassa in the Night by Sarah Porter)

Cinderella (Fables)

Rose Cinderella (Regal Academy)

Maria Aparecida "Cida" dos Santos Souza (Cheias de Charme)

Ella of Frell (Ella Enchanted 2004)*

Danielle Whiteshore (nee de Glas) (Princess series by Jim C. Hines)

Jess Parker (The Cinderella Society by Kay Cassidy)

Fairy Tail - Rella (Yu-Gi-Oh! TCG)

Cindy (How to Save Your Tail by Mary Elizabeth Hanson)

Cinder Edna (Cinder Edna by Ellen Jackson)

Elle Wittimer (Geekerella by Ashley Poston)

Sophie Beckett (An Offer From a Gentleman by Julia Quinn)

Cynthia "Cyn" Robinson (Cinders) (Sapphic Fairy Tales by Cara Malone)

Lucina Jarvis (Grimm)

Mary Santiago (Another Cinderella Story)

Cinderella (Cinderella 2021)

Cinderella (Bad Cinderella)

Cinderella (The Slipper and the Rose)

Threadarella (Monster High: Scarily Ever After)

Popelka (Three Wishes for Cinderella)

CinderElmo (Sesame Street: CinderElmo)

Minnie Mouse as "Minnie-rella" (Mickey Mouse Clubhouse)

Brittany Miller as Cinderella (Alvin and the Chipmunks)

Cinderella (Sabrina: The Animated Series)

Fella (CinderFella)

Cinderella (Swing Shift Cinderella)

Yasmin as Cinderella (Bratz: Kids Fairy Tales)

Cinderella (Collector Plates)

Touya Kinomoto as Cinderella (Cardcaptor Sakura)

Reki Kyan as "Cindereki" (Sk8 the Infinity)

Cinderella (Stand of Aya Tsuji) (Jojo's Biazzre Adventure Part 4: Diamond is Unbreakable)

Dulcie Hastings (nee Duveen) aka Cinderella (Murder on the Links by Agatha Christie)

Scarecrow as "Scarecrowello" (D'Ocon Mumfie)

Cinderella (Girl Genius Fairytale Theater Break: Cinderella)

Cendrillon (Cendrillon by Telephone)

Morgan Philips (Disenchanted)

Cinderella (Dimension 20: Neverafter)

Brandy as Cinderella (Rodgers & Hammerstein's Cinderella 1997)

Cinder Fall (RWBY)

Cinderella / Princess Ella / Ashley Boyd (Once Upon a Time)

Cinderella (Kingdom Hearts)

Cinders (Cinders)

Cinderella (SINoALICE)

Cinderella (Sid Story)

Xing Xing (Bound by Donna Jo Napoli)

Clara (Confessions of an Ugly Stepsister by Gregory Maguire)

Kate Kassell / Nate Ganymede (After the Ball)

Shindou Rei (Boku wa Ohime sama ni Narenai)

Haine Otomiya / "Seashore Cinderella" (The Gentleman's Alliance Cross)

Ghauri (Azure Striker Gunvolt)

Cinciarell Winchestion (Don't Call Javotte an Evil Stepsister)

Cinderella (Blood Bank)

*Not to be confused with the original book Ella Enchanted by Gail Carson Levine, which has placed in the quarterfinals in the main tournament.

Round 2 Losers

Hatsune Miku as Cinderella (Various Songs) (Vocaloid)

Ye Xian (Cinderella Fairytale Variant)

Hamupipőke (Hungarian Fairytale Variant)

Cendrillon (Otogi-Juushi Akazukin)

Cinderella (Grimm Notes)

Elegant "Ella" Herringbone Coach (Disenchanted: The Trials of Cinderella by Megan Morrison)

Vasilisa "Vasya" Petrovna (The Winternight trilogy by Katherine Arden)

Cinderellis (Cinderellis and the Glass Hill by Gail Carson Levine)

La Cenerentola (La Cenerentola (La Cenerento Laossia La Bontà in Trionfo)

Imogen Keegan (Damsel Distressed by Kelsey Macke)

Cinderumpelstiltskin (The Stinky Cheese Man by Jon Scieszka/Lane Smith)

Bronwyn Murdoch (The Prince Who Loved Me by Karen Hawkins)

Queen Cinderella (10th Kingdom)

Katie Gibbs (A Cinderella Story: Once Upon a Song)

Ella (Happily N'Ever After)

Ashlynn Ella (Ever After High)

Baby Gonzo as "Gonzo-rella" (Muppet Babies 2018)

Chuckie Finster as "Finsterella" (Rugrats)

Betty Boop as Cinderella (Betty Boop: Poor Cinderella)

Ella (Total Drama: Pahkitew Island)

Mettaton as Cinderella (Undertale)

Cinderella (Once Upon a Crime)

Ella Brown (Just Ella by Margaret Peterson Haddix)

Cinderella (Cinderella by The Cheetah Girls)

Linh Cinder / Selene Blackburn (The Lunar Chronicles by Marissa Meyers)

Carrie White (Carrie by Stephen King)

Lucette Riella Britton (Cinderella Phenomenon)

Cinderella (TAISHO x ALICE)

Aisling "Ash" (Ash by Malinda Lo)

Euphemia "Effie" Reeves (Ten Thousand Stitches by Olivia Atwater)

Cinderella (Cinderella Monogatari)

Itsumi Tachibana (You Are My Princess)

Round 3 Losers

Cinderella/Aschenputtel/Cendrillon (German/General European Fairytale Variant)

Settarah (The Persian Cinderella by Shirley Climo/Robert Florczak)

Giselle Lai (Cinderelle)

Mia Basile (Cinderella the Cat)

Cinderella / Prinzessin (Yu-Gi-Oh! Duel Monsters & TCG)

Cindy (If the Shoe Fits by Julia Murphy)

Sam Montgomery (A Cinderella Story)

Ella (The Glass Slipper)

Scrooge McDuck as "Scroogerello" (Ducktales 1987)

Popeye the Sailor Man as "Cinderfella" (Popeye the Sailor Man: Ancient Fishtory)

Cendrillon (Persona of Sumi Yoshizawa / Violet) (Persona 5)

Harper Finkle as "Harperella" (Wizards of Waverly Place)

Cinderella (Into the Woods)

Rin Hoshizora as Cinderella (Love Live!)

Cinderella (Burn the Witch) (Bleach)

Ashley Vans (A Wicked Tale of Cinderella's Stepmom / I Raised Cinderella Preciously)

Round 4 Losers

Cinderella (Disney's Cinderella)

Cinderella "Cindy" Baxter (The Sisters Grimm)

Cinderella (Cinderella Penguin, or, the Little Glass Flipper)

Ella (Cinder Ella) (Black Trans Fairy Tales)

Barbie as Cinderella (Barbie Dolls)

Saki Hanajima as "Cinderella-ish" (Fruits Basket)

Cinderella (Shrek)

Miyo Saimori (My Happy Marriage)

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The Fourth Step - Chapter Thirty-Three

Part of The World Is Light, Embodied.

Pairing: Din Djarin x F!Reader

Rating: Explicit

Word Count: 3100

Warnings, etc.: Grogu being adorable, domestic moments, introspection, a hint of smuttiness, silly silly banter, Greef gets annoyed, Cara gets sassy, probably too much description of tree-dwelling creatures habits but I did a ridiculous amount of research for it so you all have to suffer, a little twist of anxiety at the end I’m sorry

Notes: Look! A wild plot appears!

Mando’a translations at the end of the chapter.

Please check out the Series Masterlist page for more info.

It’s a funny sort of feeling, buzzing low behind your ribcage, an excitement mixed with anticipation that threatens to bubble up and out in a burst of laughter. You haven’t felt it in a long time, but you remember what it is - it’s the same sensation you felt each time you hopped off a transport and took the first step onto the soil of a new planet.

That feeling of shaking off an identity and becoming someone new.

The only difference is this time, that almost-laughter isn’t layered with anxiety, trepidation. Fear of being recognized as who you once were, ripped out of the life you chose and forced back into the one you were born into with no one to fight for you if you found yourself helpless.

Because this time, you have someone who would care.

This time, you have someone who would fight.

As I am yours, tionas.

You smile as the words float across your thoughts, directing it at the kid so the people around you don’t think you’re grinning to yourself like a madwoman. The Nevarro market is busy at this time of morning, people rushing off to work or running errands before tackling the other tasks of the day.

The little guy quirks his ears at you, obviously curious as to why you’re in such a great mood.

Flashes of memory, moments from the night before - hot, slick glide of a tongue, grip of a hand pinning your thigh in place as his cock pressed so deep -

Yeah, not going to explain this one to the kid any time soon.

You throw him a wink then turn your attention to the line of food vendors. “What do you want for breakfast, kiddo? Something quick, we’ve still got to stock up on some rations and then meet your dad at Greef’s so we can be ready to go when that contact of his checks in.”

The kid coos happily, big eyes turning to the selection of vendors.

Your nose twitches at the scent of roasted meat, and your gaze follows it instinctively, squinting at the last stall. “I think they’ve even got some poor creatures for you to munch on, my adorable little Sarlaac pit. Come on.”

“Can he actually understand you?”

The voice coming from your left sets your heartbeat racing, your hand automatically pushing the kid’s pod behind you until your thoughts catch up - Cara Dune.

That warm, dark gaze meets yours with an apologetic smile. “Sorry, didn’t mean to startle you. I figured you saw me coming.”

At one point in your life you would have been embarrassed, maybe even angry, at being caught off guard. But her guilt is so genuine, not a trace of accusation or judgement on her face.

So you return her smile, waving a hand in dismissal. “No apology necessary. I’m the one walking around with my head in the clouds today.”

“Well, you did sling back quite a bit of that brandy last night.” Cara’s smile turns crooked, teasing.

“Surprisingly, I’m unaffected.” You nudge the kid’s pod closer to her as he babbles in greeting, lifting a tiny clawed hand that she squeezes lightly. “Must have been sleeping in a real bed, for once.”

“There’s no bed on the Razor Crest?”

“Well, there’s a bunk, but it’s not big enough for the two of us.”

Her gaze sharpens, gleams with delight. “So it’s like that, huh?”

Nervousness twists your stomach, seeing that look in her eyes. “Like what?”

“Like you’re ‘sharing a bed every night’ kinda what.” She teases, her smile reassuring, making sure you know it’s all in good fun. “I knew you and Mando had something going on, that’s obvious to anyone who’s in the same room as the two of you for more than five minutes, what with all the pining glances and sexual tension so thick I could cut it with a knife.”

You almost choke on the sudden rush of embarrassment. “We - kriff, we don’t, do we -“

“Oh come on, you guys are like a couple of hormone-riddled teenagers. You think you’re being sneaky with the under the table touching?”

“Crikking hells.” You run a hand over your face, sighing.

“Easy, I’m just teasing you.” She laughs, reaching out the grasp your arm consolingly, her voice warming with sincerity. “Honestly, I’m happy that Mando found you. He’s a good man who’s been through more than most people. He deserves someone who cares about him like you do. And you deserve him, too.”

Your embarrassment fades with her words, a sort of profound feeling replacement it. For one of Din’s closest friends to say that… “Thank you. That means a lot to me.”

The kid babbles, standing up in his pod, hands outstretched toward the meat stall and you grab him before he loses his balance and tips over the side. “Ok, ok, calm down, we’ll get you food.”

Cara chuckles, sliding into step beside you as you make your way toward the stall. “So, can he actually understand you? I’ve always thought he knows more than he lets on.”

“Oh, I’m positive he does. I mean, he’s still a child so he doesn’t grasp everything.” You shuffle the kid in your arms as you approach the stall so he can get a look at the display. “But he’s smart. Too smart, sometimes - hard to get things past him.”

The kid reaches for a slab of meat on a stick that’s almost twice his size and you pull him back, directing his gaze to the row of much more reasonably-sized kebabs. “How about something that’s less likely to upset your stomach later? We’re flying out today.”

He grumbles in discontent, but points to the largest kebab. You smile and nod at the vendor, who moves to wrap it up. “A compromise we can both live with.”

*****

The kebab is long gone by the time you get to Greef’s, even though it takes less than half an hour to find the supplies you need and get to the magistrate’s office. Cara keeps you company, asking about what you and Din had been up to since the last time you were on Nevarro - never prying for details, seemingly satisfied with whatever you choose to tell her.

That feeling of something new grows stronger.

Your steps are light as you walk into the front door of Greef’s office.

Maybe something new includes close friends, as well as your aliit.

The reception area is empty as you enter, but a familiar flash of silver coming through the door to Greef’s office sets your heartbeat fluttering.

Din stops, helmet tilting toward Cara in greeting before the black visor turns to you. There’s a strange little pause then he speaks, voice carrying a hint of strain through the modulator.

“Tionas. I need to speak with you.”

Concern tightens your shoulders. What happened? Is it something Greef’s contact said?

Cara curls her fingers around the edge of the kid’s pod, tugging it behind her as she starts toward Greef’s office. “We’ll be in here when you’re done.”

Din moves to a door on the opposite side of the room, stride eating up the distance and you hurry to join him.

Panic starts to swirl hot in your stomach, your gaze fixed unseeing on his back. “What’s wrong?”

He turns around, reaches over your shoulder and keys the door shut. “Nothing.”

You blink, panic shifting to bewilderment. “Then why - wait, are we in a ‘fresher?”

“Yes.”

The light flicks off and you blink again, this time into utter darkness. “Din, what is going on? Did Greef’s contact check in? Why are we -“

Your words are cut off by the press of soft lips to yours, a gloved hand slipping around the back of your neck, holding you in place as he deepens the kiss, his hum of approval mingling with the whimper that slips past your throat.

The taste and feel and scent of Din overwhelm your senses and you grasp the edge of his breastplate, pulling him impossibly closer. He obeys your silent plea, one step bringing his body flush with yours, another pressing you back against the ‘fresher door, then a shift and -

Oh kriff -

You break the kiss with a gasp, breath stuttering as his thigh slips between yours and the steel of his armour presses to your core, cold seeping through your leggings and underwear.

He takes advantage of the break, lips trailing along your jaw, dipping into the curve of your neck, his hand guiding your head back even more to bare your skin to his mouth.

A spark of arousal shoots through your body as his teeth graze your pulse, the urge to roll your hips, grind your cunt against the hard thigh between your legs almost impossible to ignore. It would be so easy, just a nudge and your clit would find that pressure it’s beginning to ache for -

Pfassk, remember where you are.

His tongue flicks out to trace the line of your collarbone and you have to bite your lip to stop the moan that threatens to burst free, trying to pull your already-hazy thoughts together. “Din. Why are -“

He shifts his thigh, pressing it tighter against your core, and this time you can’t hold back the moan, bouncing off the walls of the small room, drawn out as his fingertips dig into the curve of your waist in response.

You’re burning up, his breath warm on tender skin, heat of arousal spiralling out from between your thighs and your hips rock with need and yes there -

The movement grinds your clit over his thigh plate, the seam of your underwear catching it just right and you do it again, body seeking -

“Mando?”

Greef’s voice floats through the closed door.

Dank farrik.

Din nips at your jaw, tip of his tongue laving over the spot immediately, sending shivers over your skin.

Footsteps, coming closer.

You thread your fingers into his hair, pulling gently. “Din, wait -“

His lips brush over your ear, voice rasping down your spine. “The door is locked.”

“That’s great, but he can still figure out we’re in here.” You keep your voice low, barely a whisper, ears pricked as the footsteps pass by the door.

“Mando? Where did you go?” Greef’s voice drifts away as he continues on, sound of his footsteps leading out of the reception area.

Din pulls your lips back to his, tongue a slick caress against your own that has your hips rolling again, your mewl swallowed up by the heat of his mouth. “Problem solved.”

Your head falls back against the door, panting breath filling the room. “Until he sends a search party out.”

“Then we still have a few more minutes.” The smile in his voice says he picked up on the wavering concern in yours.

Something about his insistent desire for you is thrilling, exhilarating, making laughter bubble up in your chest, shaky with need. “If we keep this up, I’ll leave this refresher looking like we did exactly what we’re doing in here right now. You at least have the helmet.”

His groan buzzes against your lips, hand on the back of your neck moving to grab your hip, pull you tighter to his thigh. “Is that supposed to deter me?”

“Crikking hells.” Your cunt clenches at his words, the pressure of his thigh against your clit, arousal rocketing up so fast you’re dizzy with it. “Cara is definitely going to say something about this.”

He sucks a kiss into the underside of your jaw. “Then I’ll tell her it’s your fault. So beautiful I couldn’t help myself.”

Pfassk. This man is almost too much.

Never enough.

You tilt your lips to find his, scraping his scalp with your fingernails as you kiss him deep, share your giddy laughter with him. “Did you steal that line from those HoloNet dramas you love?”

A pause, the sound of his thoughts turning almost audible. “Maybe. Would that make you the tempting seductress who turns my life upside down?”

Your gasp of surprise is muffled by another press of his lips. There’s no way he happened to guess a common plot point in those stories. “You just gave me so much ammunition for future banter, I hope you know that.”

A familiar soft coo drifts through the door, then Cara’s voice, muffled but obviously trying to convince the kid to go back into Greef’s office, fading as they leave the reception area again.

Arousal fades, awareness of the press of time and nearness of others dulling its edges.

Din sighs, and you comb your fingers through his hair soothingly, letting your own disappointment filter into your voice. “It seems the search party is out.”

“It seems so.” He kisses you a final time before pulling away, a soft shuffle of movement telling you he’s slipping the helmet back into place.

A quick once-over to pull your clothes back into place, then you’re following him out of the refresher and into the magistrate’s office.

Cara is holding the kid, chatting with Greef as you enter. Her dark gaze flickers over you, almost immediately glinting with amusement.

She clicks her tongue. “Hormone-riddled teenagers.”

You clear your throat, pretending not to hear her as the kid reaches for Din, babbling excitedly.

Greef glances up from his desk, brows drawn in the hint of a scowl. “Where did you two disappear to for so long? I received a transmission from my contact, I’ll pull it up on the holo.”

He keys the command into the holo console and an image pops up - a star system, cluster of planets around a single sun.

The coordinates flash in the corner of the display, and recognition skips your heartbeat. “The Pax system?”

Greef rests his hands on his hips. “My contact said they would send me the coordinates of the planet they had confirmed Mandalorian sightings on. I suppose a backwater system is the best place if you’re in hiding.”

Din takes a step toward the holo, black visor intent on the image. “An uninhabited planet on a backwater system is even better.”

Your gaze finds the dwarf planet you’d stayed on so long ago. “No, you don’t think… that’s almost too much of a coincidence.”

Cara looks between the two of you. “What’s special about this planet?”

Din shifts the kid into the crook of his arm. “We stayed there some time ago. Temperate climate, forests and canyons that would make excellent cover.”

She shrugs one shoulder. “Sounds ideal for laying low.”

You sigh, crossing your arms over your chest. “Sure, but it’s still an entire planet to search. Where do we start?”

The helmet turns to look at you, flashing in the light of the holo display. “Maybe your friends can help.”

“My friends - the tree-dwellers?” You raise an eyebrow. “They’re just animals. I don’t think I can walk up to them and ask if they’ve seen any excessively armoured two-legged creatures around lately.”

His huff of laughter filters through the modulator, drawing looks of surprise from Cara and Greef.

It takes you a moment to realize they’ve probably never heard him laugh before.

Warmth blooms in your chest.

One of the many marks you’ve made on each other.

Din reaches into one of the pouches on his belt and pulls out the durasteel splinter. “This might help.”

You hold out your hand as he drops it into your palm, some thought flickering at the edge of your mind. It sputters out, and you frown, reaching for it again, pulling the idea into the forefront, something is there, something about the durasteel splinter…

Your own voice startles you - so lost in thought you didn’t realize you’d started speaking. “Tree-dwellers like them typically have a home area they don’t like to stray far from. The more solitary breeds tend to have a wider range, but these guys live in packs. I’d say they have a den somewhere, probably a permanent one, and they wouldn’t go far from it, maybe less than ten kilometres. So that means the one I pulled this splinter from picked it up somewhere within a ten kilometre radius from where we were.”

Looking at the holo, you reach over and key in the command to enlarge the dwarf planet, gaze pinpointing the forest where you had stayed, darting over the surrounding area, catching on the canyon you’d come across during your brief solo exploration.

You point to the jagged image of the canyon. “There, only a few kilometres from where we were. It’s fairly deep, with trees and rock outcroppings covering the canyon floor. Hard to infiltrate on foot and good cover from an aerial view.”

Greef claps his hands once, pulling you out of your musings. “Seems like as good a place as any to start.”

You glance at Din, suddenly aware of the weight of his gaze. The helmet is tilted slightly, shoulders relaxed, weight shifted to one foot as he takes you in.

There’s something confident, proud, about his stance that pulls your chest tight.

Cara rests a hand on your shoulder, smiling. “I’ll help you load up those supplies before you hit the black.”

You return her smile, looking back to the holo one last time.

That little planet - where you had sat with Din under the stars and shared your childhood dreams of freedom.

Where he had told you his name, removed his armour in front of you for the first time.

Where you had pulled away the last barrier of your own clothing and he had touched your naked back with more tenderness than anyone else ever had.

It had been a beginning of sorts. A step toward where you are now, that ever-present buzz of anxiety quieted, dulled by the gentle pulse of acknowledged love.

Now, you were returning there, following the trail of someone who might belong to Din’s tribe. His people.

Something cold hardens in the pit of your stomach.

A jumble of emotions, twisting and turning and -

Realization rushes through your body, prickles over your skin.

This is what you’d felt, back on the Razor Crest. When Din had first told you that Greef had news of the whereabouts of some Mandalorians.

All those emotions you had tried to decipher, failed, put aside to pick through later.

A night of drink and laughter and intimacy had pushed them to the back of your mind, but now, looking at the holo of that dwarf planet, you feel them.

Apprehension.

Dread.

Fear.

His people.

Not like you.

You’re not Mandalorian. And you’re not a child, like the kid, accepted by a people who place high priority on children and foundlings.

Sure, Din says you’re part of his clan.

But what happens when he’s reunited with the people who saved his life, raised him as one of their own, instilled in him a deep-seated loyalty to their kind?

What happens if they disagree with him?

*****

Mando’a translations

Tionas - question

Aliit - clan, Mandalorian equivalent of family

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softpine · 8 months ago

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i feel like cara and beth can never catch a break BGHFDBGD god damn!!! took them decades to get together and then every single timeline seems to lead to them being unhappy together or divorced :')) let the lesbians have a little win brandi!!!

sjfksjd i kind of did it on purpose to show that beth and caroline are not like... soulmates. they're just two people who love each other a lot and are willing to put in the effort to make things work even when it seems like the world is against them. and it's funny in contrast with their teenage son who's like "i have died and been resurrected and died again while traversing the vast universe to find my life's one great love with only the red thread of fate as my compass"

#asks #anonymous #nonsims #brandi answers

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virtchandmoir · 1 year ago

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skateontario: What a way to cap off an incredible day of skating! Congratulations to the Canadian Junior Dance champions, Layla Veillon & Alexander Brandys. 🥇🇨🇦👏 Having the 2nd best Free Dance today, Alisa Korneva & Kieran MacDonald moved up from 4th place in the Rhythm Dance to claim the bronze medal. 🥉 6th place - Dana Sabatini-Speciale & Nicholas Buelow 7th place - Sophia Gover & Billy Wilson-French 9th place - Nicole Bolender & Aiden Dotzert 12th place - Caroline Kravets & Jacob Stark 14th place - Charlotte Chung & Axel MacKenzie Coaches of the medallists: Layla & Alex - Cara and Scott Moir Alisa & Kieran - Carleigh MacDonald We are #SkateOntarioProud of all of you!

#scott #off ice #i.am ontario #coach #ctnsc 2024 #first big win

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trastornadosrevista · 3 months ago

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¡Ya se puede ver el primer TINY DESK de CA7RIEL & Paco Amoroso!

LA QUE PUEDE, PUEDE: CA7RIEL & PACO AMOROSO ESTRENAN SESIÓN EN TINY DESK

Tras el lanzamiento de BAÑO MARÍA, su primer disco juntos, y en medio de la gira para presentarlo en su tour más importante hasta la fecha, CA7RIEL & Paco Amoroso hicieron una parada en Washington para grabar un show en el mítico Tiny Desk de la emisora NPR. Se suman a la lista aún breve de artistas argentinos en haber pasado por el mítico escritorio junto a Juana Molina, Nicki Nicole, Trueno, y María Volonté.

Con el primer segmento latinoamericano del Tour 2024 “BAÑO MARÍA” recién completado, CA7RIEL & Paco Amoroso estrenan show en formato íntimo en el legendario Tiny Desk de la emisora estadounidense NPR, un rito de paso consagratorio para artistas de todo el mundo. La grabación se dio en medio de la etapa latinoamericana de la gira, que arrancó con un show sin precedentes en el Movistar Arena en Buenos Aires y recorrió Argentina pasando por Córdoba, Santa Fe, Salta, Tucumán, Neuquén y Mar del Plata, así como por Chile (Santiago de Chile), Perú (Lima), Ecuador (Quito), y Colombia (Bogotá y Medellín). Mientras se preparan para la próxima tanda de presentaciones del material de BAÑO MARÍA en Mendoza, San Juan, San Luis y Montevideo (Uruguay), la sesión es una oportunidad para disfrutar de versiones bien distintas de las canciones del disco.

Con un setlist de 5 temas y acompañados por la espectacular banda que integran Javier Burin en teclados, Anita B Queen en coros, guitarra y samples, Eduardo Giardina en batería y Felipe Brandy en bajo, CA7RIEL & Paco Amoroso aprovecharon para mostrar varios de los submundos de BAÑO MARÍA, un disco que plasma a la perfección la versatilidad con la que arrasan los límites genéricos… y de todo tipo.

Para el Mes de la Herencia Hispana, la emisora organizó “Latin Music Month”, una serie de sesiones con artistas como Juanes, Eladio Carrión, Iván Cornejo, Danny Ocean, y The Marías, entre otros, y les propuso como tema el amor. CA7RIEL & Paco Amoroso se lo tomaron en serio: con estilismo por Negra Negra, CA7RIEL vistió un chaleco confeccionado con los típicos peluches de corazón que dicen “Te amo”, mientras que Paco lució una remera con el actor Roly Serrano interpretando a Diego Maradona.

Arrancando con su reinterpretación del dembow “DUMBAI”, levantaron la temperatura del escritorio enseguida. Con el clima instalado, pasaron a otra cara del amor, porque la historia siguió con “EL ÚNICO”, la canción en la que CA7RIEL y Paco hablan sobre salir con la misma chica, cuya performance es uno de los puntos altos de todas sus presentaciones. Después dedicaron un momento a sus canciones solistas, una muestra más de cómo juegan a cara y cruz, ángel y demonio, y cada uno encarnó un lado opuesto del romance: en “MI DESEO” Paco explora el período “luna de miel” de un vínculo, y en “BAD BITCH” CA7RIEL se calza la guitarra y canta sobre una relación que no funciona, como se resume el estribillo: “Yo no soy para ti”. A continuación pasaron al drum and bass pegadizo “BABY GANGSTA”, donde se definen como “tiernos pero gangsta” y cuentan algo de su recorrido artístico, desde el colegio a este presente de giras internacionales. ¿La cereza del postre? “LA QUE PUEDE, PUEDE”, otra de las canciones donde hablan de su lugar en el panorama de la música, un cierre que deja claro esa otra faceta del amor, acaso la que está por encima de todas.

El paso de CA7RIEL & Paco Amoroso por Tiny Desk destila talento, fantasía, frescura y humor, y la sesión sin dudas logró captar toda esa esencia que los hace únicos. De sus noches delirantes a las canciones y videos de BAÑO MARÍA, de su tour actual directo a las pantallas del mundo entero, el Tiny Desk es otra pieza indispensable para vivir la gira junto al dúo y sin dudas habla de un momento de expansión a escala internacional.

CA7RIEL & Paco Amoroso aún van a seguir de gira: con 6 fechas más en Argentina, un show en Uruguay y 4 shows en México, así como un segmento europeo con 11 shows en España, Francia, Portugal, Reino Unido, Alemania y Bélgica no está en los planes pisar el freno.

#CA7RIEL & PACO AMOROSO #TINY DESK

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