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Second - Thorin Oakenshield x Reader

Summary: The reader realizes something about Thorin's priorities.

Part 2 Part 3

Word Count: 0.8 k

Warnings: slight cultural misunderstandings, a little heartache

"Thorin!" You called with a smile, striding towards him at your usual meeting place. It was just a forgotten, low stone wall among an even more forgotten old plot of land. But it had a great view of the sunset, and sitting against it kept the wind out on cold days. It had become one of your favorite places.

He called back to you, a faint grin accompanying it. "You're late."

"Perhaps you're early," you pointed out, jumping up to sit on the wall next to him. 

He gave one short chuckle.

"You seem preoccupied," you commented, trying to keep the comment light.

Thorin sighed through that long, angular nose of his. "I turn one-hundred years of age today," he stated. 

"I know," you said, drawing a small package from your bag. "Congratulations."

He swallowed. "It's been seventy-six years now, since I saw my home. The ravens still have not returned to the mountain."

Your brow furrowed. "Thorin, maybe it's best not to focus too much on that," you consoled. "Focus on living your life well and fully now, instead of just... waiting for that day," you said, instead of a day that may never come in your lifetime.

He didn't respond. "Here," you passed the package to him, pressing it into his palm. 

"What is it?"

You smiled dryly. "Open it and find out."

Thorin studied the round silver object. It looked almost like a ring—that meant something to most men. Or perhaps a bead—which definitely meant something to dwarves—but it was neither, having a narrow incision through it. "What is it?" He asked again.

"It's an ear cuff," you smiled. "I know that most dwarves like jewelry, but a ring or a necklace didn't seem right, and I don't know if you have piercings..." you trailed off. "So I figured an ear cuff could be a good compromise. I tried my best to sort of make it match your beads."

Thorin hoped his face didn't look as warm as it felt. 

To you, it appeared his mind was still far away from you. "Here, I can help you put it on." You turned to straddle the wall, brushing his hair away from his ear. 

Thorin tried his best not to shudder.

"Tell me about something," you requested. 

"Like what?" He tried to keep his voice even as you didn't drop his hair once the cool metal was wrapped into the shell of his ear. You ran your fingers through it instead, gently untangling the knots, your knuckles brushing his shoulder.

"I don't know, something important to you," you suggested, and he swallowed. Would he be able to tell you what hair meant to his people? To him? Would you stop? "Tell me about your creator."

He swallowed. "I suppose... Where to begin? Aule was one of the Valar, and Eru was the only one allowed to create life..."

You listened intently, humming with understanding, until at some point the sun was very nearly set and Thorin's head was in your lap. You didn't know how he had gotten there, only that you had never stopped running your fingers through his hair and he had never told you to. You thought you could stay like that forever.

"Do you remember what Erebor was like?" You asked, filling the silence after he told you about how the dwarves had only narrowly escaped being removed from existence. You felt him tense.

"No," he said, and it sounded as though he had never admitted that to anyone. "I was a child when it happened. I... I see glimpses, but... I don't remember what it was really like, aside from what I've been told."

You brushed another piece of hair out of his eyes after the wind had put it out of place. "And yet you still love it."

Thorin breathed for a moment before answering. "I do."

"You would do anything for a homeland that you hardly even remember?"

Thorin sighed, closing his eyes. "Perhaps it is not the Lonely Mountain that I love. It is my people. They deserve to have their home back. They deserve for revenge to be exacted on Smaug."

"You would do anything for your people," you said, and it was no question.

"Anything."

And me? You couldn't bring yourself to ask. You withdrew your fingers from his hair, balancing on the stones again. "I admire that about you."

Thorin sensed the shift in your tone. His eyes blinked open again, piercing blue staring into your eyes. "Have you ever had something that you would die for?"

"Die for?" You repeated softly, fidgeting with your fingernails. You gazed back at him, unable to look anywhere else. "Worse, I think. Something that I would live for."

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part 0.8. IF YOU'RE WILLING TO LISTEN

"home and i know, it's always different. i'm the one in love."

from genesis by grimes, left at osaka university, osaka

she’s slipping her phone into her pocket right as she sees them approaching. she smiles, waving excitedly towards both of them. omi is a few strides behind him but she sees them both return the gesture. 

“sorry we’re late,” suna says as they both approach, paper bags in hand. “we got held up buying you these.”

her breath catches in her throat when he pulls out a bundle of tulips wrapped in parchment paper from the bag and she gives him a hug in thanks, trying not to linger or overthink the contact. “don’t worry about it at all, we just opened like eight minutes ago so you guys aren’t late, and this totally makes up for it anyway. thank you so much, suna– rin.”

he smiles when she corrects herself. omi steps forward and reveals his own bouquet which she receives with thanks and hugs him as well, “congratulations. it looks like everything turned out well. how do you feel about it?”

there had been some portfolios she’d slaved over and still not been happy with the end result no matter what anyone told her, and he had been there in high school, staying awake late into the night, listening to her rant about it. “i like this one. a lot,” she answered truthfully. “and i hope you do, too. thank you for asking and coming tonight, omi! you’ve been my number one supporter since high school.”

she can see his smile through his mask and smiles just as wide when he ruffled her hair. “thank you for letting me support you. i’m glad i’ve been here since day one. you deserve this–all of this. remember me when you get famous.”

she laughs at his words, repositioning the flowers in her arms, “i should be saying that to you! you’re the upcoming professional volleyball player here.” he only scoffs at her, trying to keep humble but there’s no denying it. “i’m gonna put these flowers somewhere safe. in the meantime, you guys can wander around if you want. everything’s on the wall and kenma and akaashi’s exhibits are to the left if you want to check them out as well!”

omi nods and walks off and suna gives her another look before following after him. she's giving them time to look at her art before she comes back. she wants them to interpret the photos themselves, without anyone looking over their shoulders, telling them how to feel.

but this is suna’s first exhibit, and she can’t blame him for looking a little lost. all of her shows last year had lined up with days he had games and he’d been unable to come to any of them. he had always apologized for it but it never bothered her. if anything, she felt a little nervous now, letting him see such a raw side of her through her photos.

but at the same time, she didn’t really mind when it came to him. they had had intimate conversations before; he had even spent the end of last year with her when she was all alone at her apartment. he had assured her that he wouldn’t think any differently of her no matter what he saw, and she hoped that was true. she hoped that even if he saw the worst parts of her, he would still stick around.

she placed the flowers by her bag at a table she was sharing with akaashi and kenma. they had all dumped their things there to claim it as their own and had relaxed there for a little bit before the gallery had opened. akaashi was there now as well, screwing off the lid of a bottle.

“how’s it going?” she asked, making sure the flowers were stable and wouldn’t fall off the table.

“good,” he responded simply. “more people than i expected showed up, to be honest. but they seem to be liking everything a lot. is it going well for you?”

“of course they like everything! anyone who says they don’t like your work is lying,” she laughed and looked up at him. he only smiled and shook his head in response. “it’s been good for me, too. suna and omi just got here so they’ll probably come visit you soon.”

“good to know. i’m sure i’ll see sakusa, but not so much suna,” akaashi says, putting down his bottle.

“what’s that supposed to mean?” she raises her brows, unsure of what to make of his statement.

“he only came for you, i’d be surprised if he even left your side tonight,” he answers with a teasing grin.

she sighs, her face reflexively warming at the thought, “oh please. he’s still your guys’ friend too. i’m sure he’ll come by. and it’s not like he’s gonna stay for the whole three hours.”

“you’d be surprised what a person would do for someone they love,” akaashi says and then shrugs when she looks up at him in shock, as if he’s just said something completely normal. “didn’t you tell me you used to make him food for basically every game you went to for him? didn’t you take pictures for inarizaki just to be around him? well now he’s all the way here in the arts building to see you and i have to get back to my stand. bokuto’s waiting for me. i’m sure suna’s waiting for you, too.”

he leaves her after that, and she’s left staring at the flowers suna brought her. she can’t get akaashi’s words out of her head, and her heart won’t calm down. she tries to take a breath before walking back to her wall.

she sees omi just as she returns, and he gives her a nod, which roughly translates to he’ll talk to her later, but he glances back at suna and she knows he’s purposefully leaving them alone.

she comes up from behind, moving to stand beside him and follows his eyes to see the picture he’s looking at. it’s her favorite one of the bunch, the one she had posted last on her twitter, saving the best for last. she hadn’t even taken it recently, it was a picture from nearly a year ago that she had been saving for the right time. “what do you think?” she asks with a playful smile. “this is your first time seeing this side of my photography, right?”

he turns to face her, but his eyes stay staring at the photo for a second longer as if he can’t look away. “it’s stunning. i mean– i feel like i don’t even know what’s right to say, sorry,” he breaks eye contact with her to look down towards the floor and her laugh brings his attention back to her.

“you don’t have to apologize for complimenting me. there’s no right way to say it, but hearing those words from you means a lot. thank you, suna,” she tells him, trying to keep her tone friendly. if he wanted to question her words, he could, but she wasn’t brave enough to outright tell him anything.

“rin,” he corrects. when she looks at him, frowning in confusion, he clarifies, “you called me suna.”

“oh, right. sorry,” she apologizes sheepishly, and it’s her turn to look away. it feels too intimate to call him the name and it nearly gets caught in her throat everytime, but he keeps urging her to call him it and she doesn’t know what to make of that. “any questions you have about any of the pieces? you know how i am, i can go on for hours about anything photography related.”

he turns back to the work she initially found him looking at, “no. i mean, i think all of your pictures were great, and the titles really hit. isn’t finding a meaning for yourself part of the fun? haven’t you said that before?” she nods at his question, mumbling a small thank you. “i think if anything, i’m just confused by this one. it’s– it’s us. we took this picture together. last year. but you said the theme of this group is ‘home’ so it’s the only one i can’t figure out. how is this home?”

“oh,” she says, her mouth working faster than her mind. “that’s easy, well i guess for me–” even when he turns to look back at her, sharp yellow eyes looking into her own, it doesn’t stop her from saying the next few words. “it’s here because to me, you are home. all of the other pictures are mainly centered around childhood homes but the night we took that picture is when i really realized i had found a new home. a new place to belong.”

when he doesn’t respond, the realization of what she just said kicks in and she breaks eye contact, her stomach turning as she plays with her fingers nervously. “oh god– sorry. that probably sounded really weird. i didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable or be sappy–”

“y/n,” he cuts her off, the knuckles of one of his fingers under her chin gently guiding her face up back to look at him before he seems to realize what he’s doing and drops his hand back to the side of his hip. “it wasn't sappy. i just didn’t expect you to say that,” he explains with a small smile, and this time she can’t look away. she feels like she’s only being pulled in farther to him. “can i ask you about the other pictures, too? i just want to know how you see them.”

“of course, i mean– if you’re willing to listen. just tell me to stop if you get bored,” she already feels like she’s rambling and she hasn’t even started talking. finally, she tears away her eyes to look at her own photos, deciding on which one to talk about first.

but he's still looking at her. there's nowhere else he wants to look; even in front of her own work, nothing is more beautiful than her.

“i’m willing. i’ll listen to all of it.”

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extras <3

suna thought it'd be funny when he was buying flowers with omi to be like "oh man these are kind of expensive and i'm broke. you think you can pay for mine too?"

omi just looked at him asking, "is she not worth everything to you? is she not worth the money to buy flowers for?"

suna immediately dropped the joke

NEXT CHAPTER WILL BE A SORT OF FLASHBACK ! i'll make that clear there as well but just so we're all on the same page <3

one more chapter of slight hurt/comfort and then we're silly again!!!

kenma continued to have a stare off with a girl across from him and would get all snarky whenever someone came to his display and not hers LMAO

hopefully the images i chose for y/n's exhibit are okay :) i had a theme going for them and they feel a little mismatched but to me every single one of them is important

omi hung out with akaashi and bokuto and then kenma before leaving. he texted y/n later about his thoughts and how well she did but he left to give suna and y/n time to themselves :)

suna stayed with her until closing

she didn't even realize how fast time was going. a lot of other people came to look at her pictures as well and many stayed to listen while she was explaining her thoughts behind each photo to suna

a lot of things went unsaid that night. suna wanted to say he felt the same way after y/n explained the picture of them together but thought that was too much

thank u guys as always for reading <3

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0.8 | For old times sake

Summary: Bradley hasn’t gotten any action with his wife. They didn’t have kids, not because of their jobs, but because she just didn’t want to anymore. Bradley had a very high sex drive, and his maid that his wife hired might just give him a memory refresh of how good sex is.

Pairing:Bradley Bradshaw x maid!reader

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After this weeks fiasco, Bradley was in desperate need of a break. He needed something to relax him.

So he went to his only solution, The Hard Deck.

-

Phoenix was throwing darts with Coyote and Fritz when Bradley walked towards them with a beer in his hand.

“Hey, there’s my favorite girl friend.” She said as she threw a dart towards the target.

Bradley rolled his eyes and hid his smile to himself. Even on his worst days, Phoenix always found a way to cheer him up.

“Nice to see you too.” He muttered and took a swig of his beer.

“Where’s your maid?” Hangman popped up to his side and asked.

“None of your business.”

“Oh, come on, we hit it off the other night.” Hangman raised his arms and dropped them down to his sides.

Bradley was not pleased by this, he shouldn’t be talking about you like that, hell, he shouldn’t even be looking at you.

“Come on, Rooster. throw some darts with me.” Phoenix turned to him and handed him a dart from her hand.

Bradley took it and stood beside her.

“So, how’s the wife?” She asked as she reared back and let go of the dart, sending it straight to the target.

Bradley sighed, he didn’t even want to think about her right now. He didn’t want to ruin his mood, “Not good.”

“How come?” She asked, Phoenix knew very well what went on in their relationship and how he was treated.

“I think shes seeing someone behind my back.”

Phoenix almost choked on air at his statement, “Really?”.

“Yeah, really.” Bradley nodded and threw a dart.

“What makes you think that?”

“I saw her phone, some random number was texting her. And I got Y/n to help me figure out who it is.”

“Wait,” she turned to him, “you got your maid in on this?”

Bradley sighed, yes, it sounded awful, “Yeah, I didn’t mean to. It just happened, she knew how to trace stuff like that.”

Phoenix nodded and grabbed another dart off of the table, “And, how did that go?”

“Shes gotten pretty damn close.”

“Elaborate.” Phoenix said as she and Bradley walked to the target to collect all of the thrown darts.

“She figured out that the number that has been texting Isabelle is a local bank number.” He said as he plucked darts out.

“Damn, she is good.” Phoenix muttered, “So, what are you going to do?”

Bradley sighed, “I don’t know.”

“I like this Y/n girl. What’s she like?”

He looked up as if caught in a daze and let all of the air out of his lungs, “She’s smart, cute, sweet, independent, she uses this detergent on my laundry that every time I smell it I just think about her, its like shes stuck in my brain.” He felt terrible talking about you like this when he’s a married man.

“She sounds great, maybe shes the one for you.”

“Nat.” He warned as he walked back to the table and dropped the darts back into the basket.

“I’m serious, you ever think that you deserve someone who makes you happy? And this girl really sounds like she’s good for you.”

Bradley sat down and placed his head in his hands, “I can’t do this, I can’t be this person.”

“Why not? Just confront Isabelle then take it slow with Y/n.”

“There’s a problem.” Bradley slowly looked up to her nervously.

“Uh oh.” She widened her eyes and braced herself, “What?”

Bradley sheepishly looked down and played with his fingers nervously.

“Shut the fuck up,” she gasped which made him look up at her, “You fucked her? You fucked the maid!”

“Lower your voice,” he hushed her, “No, I haven’t fucked her.” Not yet.

“You kissed her.” She kept playing the guessing game.

“No, I sort of ate her out.” He mumbled as he rubbed his neck and leaned back in his chair.

“No you didn’t.” She smirked and laughed.

“Mhm,” he closed his eyes and held up two fingers, “Twice.”

Nat looked like she was going to faint, her eyes were wide, her eyebrows were raised, her face was red from shock and she looked amused.

“You’re a dead man, Bradshaw.” She tsked and shook her head.

“Yeah, I keep hearing that.”

-

Bradley had realized he had been at the hard deck for a long time when he checked his phone and realized it was 4:25.

He hurried into his bronco and hurried home when he caught a glimpse of of a sign that read, JP Morgans citi-bank.

He swerved into the parking lot and drove through each row, trying to find Isabelles car.

He sighed and rested his head on the steering wheel.

Just as he picked it up, a white SUV caught his eye.

He turned to the left and in his side mirror he saw his wife and a random man practically eating each others face against the wall.

Every thought ran through Bradleys head right now, he wanted to drive his precious bronco into them and call it a day. But instead, he drove off and made his way home with one thought on his mind.

You.

-

Today you had on some tiny, baby pink shorts with a skin tight, white, tank top on. You hummed as you folded the blankets on the couch and fixed the hideous decorative pillows.

You hated that you let yourself inside their house without them home, but Mr. Bradshaw did tell you that there was a key hidden under the door mat after last times incident.

But here you were, cleaning with the house to yourself.

That was, until Bradley pulled into the driveway and you heard him locking the bronco.

He rushed inside apologizing for being late and took his shoes off.

“That’s ok, I just decided to come in and do my job. I hope thats okay.”

He admired you for a second, in your skimpy outfit, your hair that was pulled up in a clip, your white painted toes, the pink gloss on your lips, it was all too much for him.

He stepped forward until his chest touched yours and he had to look down at you. You peered up at him with doe eyes and batted your eyelashes, “Is something wrong?”

He said nothing as he grabbed our face and leaned down to capture your lips with his. Your lipgloss tasted like strawberries as his tongue darted out and licked your bottom lip, pulling it in between his teeth.

His hand came down to your ass and squeezed the flesh between his fingers.

Your lips smacked against each others as your tongues tangled together and he backed you up to a wall.

You gasped as his cold hands came under your shirt and onto your belly, rubbing it softly.

He dove back down and shoved his tongue into your mouth, causing you to moan and close your eyes.

Your hands came to his hair and tugged to pull him as close as possible to you.

He could feel your hard nipples through your tank top pressing against him which was sent down to his dick as made it twitch.

You had an incredible rack, one that he couldn’t stop staring at every time you walked past him or cleaned the windows.

He gripped your hips and hoisted you up too carry you down the hallway towards his bedroom. Once he made it there he turned you around and pressed you against the door, closing it. He pushed his body against yours and you could feel his dick pressing against your core.

You could already tell he was big by the way it reached from your thigh to the top of your pussy.

It wouldn’t be different, you weren’t a virgin and had been with guys in college and in high school. Not that it was many guys, just two.

You sighed when his lips found your neck and sucked lightly, pulling the skin between his teeth.

Your fingers laced through his hair and you held onto his broad shoulders as he held you without a struggle.

He turned the two of you around to lay you down on the bed softly while he caressed your sides.

Bradley leaned back and realized what was happening, he was kissing another woman while his wife kissed another man.

He remembered she could be home any minute, so that’s a why he locked the door on the way in. He quickly removed your shorts and panties, tossing them to the side out of his way.

Bradley tapped the side of your thigh, “Turn around, sugar.”

You obeyed and turned over, doggy style, and let him put you in the position he wanted you in.

He pushed down between your shoulders to set you face down ass up and spread your legs for him.

Bradley got on his knees until he was face to face with your pussy and licked a long stripe up your pussy, groaning at the taste of you, he took the tip of his tongue and toyed with your entrance.

You moaned and shoved your face into the soft duvet while he shoved his tongue inside you and you felt his nose against your ass.

He let go and grabbed both of your ass cheeks and kneaded them while he licked your pussy and sucked on your clit softly.

Listening to you whine, he sucked harder and pulled on your clit until it released from his lips and returned back to its place inside your pussy lips.

“Fuck!” You groaned as he dove back into you and his nose pushed against your entrance.

He sat back up and smacked your ass, roughly, and rubbed the spot where a red handprint flamed on the globe of your ass.

“Turn over.” He said as he grabbed your hips and roughly spinned you to get on your back.

You bit your lip as you gave him your best innocent looking eyes as he stared down at you with hunger.

His veins pulsed, as did his dick, and he brought his hands down to remove his shirt to reveal his abs and delicious arms.

You brought your foot up to rub his six pack and watched as he grabbed it and brought it up to kiss your ankle and drape it over his shoulder, casually.

“Say my name.” He growled.

“Mr. Bradshaw.” You whined.

“No,” he let do of your leg and leaned down to your ear where he licked your jaw and kissed it before whispering in your ear, “Say my name.”

“Bradley.” You moaned and nuzzled your face into his neck.

He leaned back and undid his belt, “Good girl.”

He placed it to the side and undid his pants and let them drop to the ground, he pulled you up by your arms, gently, and placed your small hands on the front of his boxers.

You looked up at him as you pulled them off of him and blinked as his thick cock sprang out of his boxers and waved in front of your face.

God, he was huge. You wondered why his wife never wanted to sleep with him because shes the luckiest girl on earth. You’d be sleeping with him every second if you could.

His red tip was throbbing in your face and the veins curled around his thick length, small white beads of precum dripped down onto your thighs as he stood in all his glory in front of you.

You stuck your tongue out and kitten licked his tip, collecting the cum on it, and staring into his dark eyes.

“Fuck.” He hissed and gripped your hair as you sucked on his cock softly teasing him.

He shoved you back onto the bed and removed your tank top to reveal a pink sports bra, he grabbed it and pulled it over your head to watch your tits bounce out of it.

“Fuck you’re so hot.” He grabbed one and played with it as he kissed the other. You moaned and held his head there while he sucked on your nipple, pulling it between his teeth until it was peaked.

“Please, Mr. Bradshaw, please fuck me.” You moaned, helplessly.

He smirked and spread your legs open, he grabbed his dick and rubbed it between your pussy lips, collecting your wetness and pushing his tip into you.

He watched as he stretched you out and your walls hugged his dick tightly.

“Holy shit, you’re so damn tight.” He groaned and tried his best not to bust right then, “Fuck.”

You moaned as he slid all the way inside of you until he was balls deep.

You whined and squirmed, trying to get him to fuck the daylights out of you. You had been waiting for this, for him.

His large arms came under your knees as he held them wide open and started to snap his hips into you.

“Fuck!” You almost screamed as the head of his cock rammed into your cervix immediately finding that sweet spot inside of you.

“Shit!” He threw his head back and thrusted into you with all he had. It had been so long since he had sex with anyone, and damn did you show him how much he missed it.

“Fuck!” You flailed your arms out and gripped the sheets tightly between your fingers.

He threw your legs over his shoulders and brought both arms up to your perfect tits and grabbed them like handles as he fucked you.

You could hear the sound of skin slapping together as he snapped his hips forcefully into you.

He fucked the shit out of you, like he had been wanting to.

He pulled out and heard the suctioning noise of your pussy longing for him to fill you up and turned you over doggy style for him.

He placed his cock on your entrance and stopped, “Tell me how much you want me.”

“Please, please, please fuck me! Please, Mr. Bradshaw. You have such a big dick.” You moaned into the bed as the cool air hit your pussy.

He shoved himself deep into you, finding a new angle, and started to thrust into you. He watched as your ass jiggled for him with each thrust and the clapping noise was louder now at this position.

“Fuck.” He groaned and gripped your ass cheeks in each hand, pulling you back onto him.

You moaned with each thrust and leaned back up when it got too much, only for him to shove you back down and slap your ass.

“Nuh huh, I’ve been waiting for this for too damn long.” He said as he kept thrusting into you with so much force you became dizzy.

“God, I’m gonna cum!” You warned him as he kept his brutal pace on your poor pussy.

“Good girl, cum for me.” He encouraged you as he kept hitting that spot inside of you, “Say my name, baby.”

“Fuck Bradley!” You screamed as you felt your stomach tightening and Bradley spilling his load inside of you, filling you to the brim.

You felt your thighs shake as a warm liquid poured out of you as you orgasmed, coating the bed and the two of you.

He slowed his pace and rode you through your high, “Shit.” He hissed as he finished cumming and watched as you whined on the bed.

He gave your ass another small smack as he pulled out and watched his cum leak out of you.

He brought his finger up to collect it and push it back into you and watched as your pussy sucked it all up.

You flopped onto the bed and he flopped down beside you with a content sigh, “That was amazing.”

“Yeah, let’s just hope your wife doesn’t find out.”

“I could care less.” He shrugged and smirked to himself.

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Part 9

Authors note: AHHHH. It happened! They freaky little things. ;)

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Birds of a Feather 🌙☀️

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Summary: A peek into the future.

Rating: 18+ mature content mdni!!!!

Word count: 0.8 k

Authors note: First of all Happy Birthday to my Wife @joelmillerisapunk and myself, I love you so much Sunshine (we are literally Scorpio twins) 🫶🏻 This was supposed to be something else, a whole multi-chapter Fic based around this couple (which I still plan on writing) but as you know my life kinda changed completely so I was busy with taking care of that instead. I hope y’all like this little gift I’ve prepared.

Warnings: no use of y/n, Female reader, Female OC, FFM, beautiful domestic vibes, getting married, implied age-gap, cock lol, throuple,

Shoutout to @saradika @strangergraphics and @steddiecameraroll-graphics 💛

Disclaimer: English is not my first language so if you come across mistakes it might be due to that. You are always welcome to talk with me about my writing. In general I appreciate comments, likes and reblogs greatly. 🫶🏻

If someone would’ve told you that your future is gonna look like this you would’ve never believed it. So full of love, happiness and joy, exactly what you deserve after all these painful years. You finally get to wake up and be happy about it. Free of the past that kept dragging you down into the abyss. Meeting Sunny changed everything, you spend hours day after day talking to her and never once getting tired of each other. Love at first sight. Within months the decision was made to leave everything behind, runaway and move in with her.

It may seem rushed to others, but not once since then did you regret leaving. Sunny and you quickly fell into a blissful domestic routine, waking up together in bed, making breakfast for each other, cleaning the house like maniacs together and let’s not forget about those countless trips to Costco while listening to music you both loved. Movie nights cuddled up on the couch, tending to the vegetable garden in the backyard and all the dates Sunny planned, showing off the beautiful hidden spots of her town.

Of course one day the topic of getting married came up and it wasn’t surprising that the both of you had similar dreams, tying the knot in Italy. A month after that conversation Sunny got down on one knee and popped the question, which of course you immediately said yes to. A couple weeks after she slipped that moon shaped diamond down your finger it was time to walk down the aisle. It was a small ceremony. One of the best days in your life, one you won’t ever forget. The day you married the love of your life.

A year has since passed and if someone, again, would’ve told you that it will get even better you would have not believed it.

Life was already pretty perfect, but then you met Joel Miller that fateful night, 6 months ago, at the local bar. Sunny and you had talked about sharing someone but the opportunity never came. Joel however was different from those other guys, his interest was not driven by perversion, no, he was genuine and respectful. A mature man who knows what it takes to make a gal happy. Broad shoulders, strong arms, the sweetest brown eyes and luscious brown locks streaked with grey.

In the beginning you felt like a traitor for feeling the way you did about Joel.

Sunny ever the Angel reassured you each time that you are not a bad person for loving more than one person, after all she loved him too.

Those doubts feel silly now as you stand in the kitchen of the house you three share. Glancing out of the big window above the countertop you can see Sunny in the garden outstretched on a big blanket. She’s soaking up the last rays of sunlight and the golden hues make her look so angelic. It’s November 10th, her birthday and yours too.

You quietly step out onto the porch, tiptoeing over to her, she seems to sense your presence and opens her eyes. “Hii Babygirl,” Sunny’s sweet voice greets you. As you sink down to your knees, she sits up on her knees and slides her arms around your waist. “What did you do inside?” Sunny asks after pressing her soft lips on yours. “I cleaned the kitchen,” you try to lean in for another kiss “Wait I already cleaned the kitchen this morning,” Sunny pulls back and tilts her head questioning “are you okay Baby?” She knows you so well. “Yeah I’m just nervous, do you think he has something planned for us?”

Sunny chuckles “I sure hope he does or else he won’t get his cock sucked tonight,” her boldness still makes you blush furiously “ awww Baby no need to get shy, it’s okay I know you love that cock.” She smirks and you can only nod bashful.

“Yes, but shouldn’t he do something to us?” You pout your lips and Sunny takes the opportunity to kiss you again. She strokes through your hair gently “He will definitely do something to us, but that gift you want probably the most has to wait for a little longer.”

“I know, maybe we can give him that for his birthday?” You suggest in a giddy tone.

“Would it really be a surprise if he’s actively involved in making that gift?” She retorts.

“No, but you know what I mean.”

“Yes I do, let’s talk about it with him okay sweet cheeks?” You nod.

Sunny’s attention is pulled to something behind you “Speaking of the devil,” Sunny smiles and points to something behind you.

When you whip around you see Joel with two huge bouquets in his arms, a big smile on his face and even after he’s worked a hard shift he still looks breathtakingly handsome. And when he opens his mouth to bless your ears with his deep Texas drawl you are immediately put at ease.

“There are my two pretty girls, now who’s ready for a Birthday Party?”

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[hinatiny]

swooning ੈ✩‧₊˚ semi eita

you're not sure whether it's a blessing or a curse to be the only witness of semi's charming side; being treated like royalty all while falling victim to his antics and yet, you never really try to stop him.

w.c: 0.8

you feel so silly when you catch your breath hitching due to having your shoes tied by someone else. 

it's not like it's the first time. you vaguely remember fragments of childhood memories where you needed someone else to tie your tiny shoes while you still hadn't learned how to do it yourself. once or twice or so, you've had to ask a friend to hook the loosened strings of old sneakers, probably because your hands were too full to do it. of course it has happened before.

it’s just that it’s, for some reason, a lot more intimate if it's semi eita.

your fingers feel clammy around the edge of the chair you’re seated in. stood in the hallway and ready to head out, you had bent down just a few moments ago to tie your shoes, just for your hands to be gently swatted away by a pair of others.

“you know, i can do it myself.”

semi doesn’t look up at you from where he’s sitting on a knee in front of you, but you can make out the small curve of a growing smile as he breathes out a chuckle. “you can,” he says softly, although there’s something playful lacing his voice, “but what kind of boyfriend would i be to not do it for you?”

“semi, it’s just some sho–”

your words fall short, replaced by your breath getting stuck in your throat when you feel his lips graze your knee. you catch the slight force of the final knot but before semi reaches for the other shoe, he grazes the tip of his nose against the skin and once again, you feel the tingling traces left by his lips.

under the dim lights, his ears are graced by various shining piercings. you’re greeted by the fluff ash gray hair and you have to fight the urge to touch it, not needing to leave it more disheveled than it’s already been purposely styled for the upcoming event of the night. he tilts his head back, just slightly, enough for his eyes to peek up at you past the messy strands. the fall half-lidded at the same time as he flashes you a smile, one you barely can see as he’s busy pressing another kiss to your knee, a bit further up this time.

you feel so silly, being this nervous by such simple actions, but it’s the mere fact that it’s semi tying your shoes this time that’s making you oddly nervous.

“my angel got so dressed up and pretty just to come to one of my band’s gigs,” semi gently hums. “the least i can do is to treat you the way you deserve to be treated.”

so serious and stoic, at times even hotheaded and competitive—you got that confirmed as early as the first volleyball game you watched shortly after getting to know semi—yet ever so gentle and kind in the purest forms of the words; you’re certain that’s how everyone from his former teammates, to his current band members, to his friends perceive him. they’re not wrong. far from such, but it sometimes makes you wonder how many of them, if any at all, are familiar with this side of him, the rather assertive and impish side that has your heart racing abnormally fast by the most simple of gestures. maybe any of his previous partners? you’re surprised to find yourself not feeling remotely bothered or jealous at the image, because somewhere you’re sure you’re the only one who has gotten this privilege (or curse, take it as you may).

“eita, we’re gonna be late…” you mumble into the peaceful coziness of your home, poking the cheek that wasn't resting on your leg.

semi laughs again, before sighing in defeat and returning his full focus on the other shoe. without tearing his eyes away from the strings around his fingers, he speaks, "you look stunning tonight – trying to steal the spotlight away from me?"

"oh, hush," you scoff, although making him chuckle when he can almost hear the smile you're responding with.

tying the final knot, semi settles one last kiss to your knee. he pushes himself up from his own, but stops eye-level to you. his palm finds your cheek, cradling, caressing it oh so lovingly.

you feel less silly when he leans closer, because you simply cannot be blamed for feeling the flutter in your chest as your lips lock with his – a brief touch, but it carries every bit of affection he holds for you, and you hold for him.

"alright, let's go." semi pulls back and flashes you a wide grin, "can't get late to showing you off."

this makes you laugh, even as he holds your hand to swiftly pull you up on your feet, "i thought we were going there for your live?"

"i have my priorities."

[stargirlie25]

Make it make sense..

I just don´t understand some e/riels logic.....

Like one day, Azriel is Elains mate because he figured out her power and cleared the murky realm she was in.

Another day he is a good protective boyfriend for saying the whole ´´There is an innate darkness that Elain should not be exposed to´´'and that was previously because she got kidnapped due to her powers.

Another day Lucien is a horrible man for saying ´´good´´ after feyre mentioned there has been no sign of her powers even though he originally asked how she was doing not anything to do with her powers.

Apparently that´s bad behavior because Elain should embrace that power. Although when someone mentions how Elain can get uneasy because of it, they say ´´Well she´s going to be stuck with it forever so its best to embrace it´´

BUT Azriel should forever hide his power because he apparently feels better without it?

One day its ´´The bonus chapter isnt even important because not everybody has access to it!´´

Although another day, the bonus chapter thats so useless reveals lightsinger powers for one of the key people in ACOSF? The optional bonus reveals that a character lured in Azriel and has a dangerous spell on him?!

One day its, oh my gosh forbidden love!

Another day its Elain has a choice and she should not be forced into anything!

But she should be Azriels hidden f-toy? She should be forced to that position even though he isnt ever going to be satisfied with her because he wants a mate?

Or its, Elain does not owe Lucien anything! BUTTTT she deserves to give Azriel her time and hide in the darkness with him and play out his fantasies (only thing he wants) even though he refers to her as ´´The thrid´´. Even though SHE HERSELF gave back the necklace out of her own choice. (something e/riels always disrespect and never notice)

Ugh mates are boring! We want rejected mates!

Or its, E/riel are actually mates because Az can smell the bond.

They are mates because Azriel thought so!

Like Elain is literally a conspiracy theory to Azriel miss maam

Or, Elain made a deal with koschei to be Azriels mate.

Its forbidden love!

No its the whole ´´The boy who never got chosen and the girl who never had the option to chose´´

Elain is the light to Azriels darkness!

Wait no Elain is the light IN the darkness!

(Azriels shadows shy away from light and he trains at night and Elain is a light who needs light and chases away darkness)

Death and life!

(Makes sense because the NC sucks the LIFE from her and obviously death can restore it?)

Elain can´t be highlady of the day court!

Yeah because shes totally going to be High lady of the dusk court with Az..

There is nothing wrong with Elains hobbies! (gardening and baking)

Elains going to be the spymaster of the night court because she keeps secrets about a pregnancy and she will wield a dagger it all times!

She will be the savior of Illyria! (Never trained a day in her life)

Stop trying to change Gwyn for a man and try to say shes a spy (even though she literally was spying in the BR like Az was doing at the same time) However Elain can be a spy because she is foreshadowed to be!

Also Elain is foreshadowed to be taking private lessons with Azriel (Gwyn already does. Canon)\

Luciens gifts to Elain prove that he views her as a breakable docile flower but Azriel basic necklace proves that he sees her for the bada$$ she is? (got that from @lorcanisdabest thought it was funny haha)

Azriel feeling insecure and unworthy of being near Elain because of his TRAUMA means nothing! Elain can fix him! Although Gwynriel isnt happening because they were reminded of Gwyns past (which they were both present for) for a HEARTBEAT WHICH IS LITERALLY 0.8 SECONDS AND THAT MEANS THEY CANT THINK OF ANYTHING OTHER THAN THAT AND THAT´S TOXIC!!!!!!

E/riel are mates because a smile bloomed on Azriels face in regards to Elain.

Although its just normal that a smile bloomed on elain face (AFTER HER DAD DIED WHO SHE WAS CLOSEST to) in regards to Lucien. Like thats just clown sh!t.

Amren said Az was underestimating Elain but we should not take her word for it because it was not Azriels (even though thats the only canon piece of what sjm provided on what Azriel could have been doing) BUT we should take feyres word on Elain and Azriel everytime!

There is so much more crap E/riels say but that would take FOREVER. All im saying is that to make your content consistent. Stick to one plot and make it make sense.

Something i have seen with Eluciens and gwynriels is that we have a solid idea on the romantic part for our ships and it stays consistent.

[feniksiara]

SPOILERS FOR UNDERVERSE 0.8 PART 1 BELOW(it's all a simp rant you have been warned)

The new Underverse episode was absolutely amazing. Truly the series is at it's best both writing and art wise. Especially art wise.

XGaster looks absolutely GORGEOUS and I am tired of pretending he isn't hot. That smirk at the beginning when talking with Cross and XChara??? I was gone. Deceased. Ascended off this mortal plane of existence. His batshit crazy look to Frisk at the end when tauting them over their choices?? Breathtaking. I know it's supposed to be intimidating but please look at me like that I would not mind at ALL. The glimpse of his past self in the intro with that God damn sleeveless turtleneck??? It was a treat for me. Specifically. I don't know how Jakei heard me ranting to my friends about a screenshot from XTale of him without his outer layers on(and melting/in pain but shhh) but clearly she somehow did.

The last 2 episodes have FED me with XGaster content. I will be re-watching them on repeat for the next year and a half. Would he treat me right? Probably not. Do I care? Not particularly after seeing his claws and fangs. Would he kill me? Maybe, but it's a risk I am willing to take. Do I have a self insert for him hidden deep in my art folder? You can't prove anything.

In short: XGaster is hot. I need him to hold me gently or throw me against the wall, either is fine. Go watch the new episode if you haven't already.

May Jakei get the rest she deserves for years of constant amazing animations, content and patience towards this fandom.

[formulaorange]

2024 Winter Anime

It's here! It's finally here!!! Solo Leveling comes out this season! There's definitely a few others to keep an eye out for but this is the star of the winter season:

Solo Leveling One of my most anticipated series. I'm caught up on the english light novels (8 volumes) and I'm honestly so invested in this story. In a way it gives the same impact as One Punch Man but if the story progressed a little faster toward fame and growth in his power. Easily the best of the season. Noteworthy On Going Shows: Frieren - Episodes 17-28 One of the most mesmerizing and well paced fantasies I've seen. Also one of my 10/10s of all time. Worth looking into if you remotely like fantasy. Shangri La Frontier - Episodes 14-25 Another fantasy game series that honestly just looks like it's a fun game. Explores a lot of game mechanics within this full-dive VR type game that almost puts SAO to shame. Fun action, fantasy and fun for game lovers. Apothecary Diaries - Episodes 13-24 My current favourite drama/romance/medical mystery series. The characters are simple but the show highlights the different dynamics and almost feels like an enemies to lovers plot. New Seasons:

Blue Exorcist - Season 3 This is one of the og shows I watched growing up. It's a mythology school themed show that I loved. It's been 13 years since season 1 aired and I'm stoked to see it come back. It's being done by a different studio since A-1 is busy with solo leveling, so I'm not sure if it'll hit the same but I'll still check it out at least for the nostalgia.

Mashle - Season 2 The funniest anime I've seen in a while. Man muscle brains his way through magic school and the whole show is a meme of harry potter and other magic series. Truly entertaining. Can't wait for this season

Delicious In Dungeon This is a series I've wanted to pick up the manga for for a while. It's about dealing with food and hunger when these adventurers are deep in a dungeon and learn to start cooking and eating what they can find down there. Funny concept but honestly looks like a lot of fun.

The Unwanted Undead Adventurer I read this manga and light novel so long ago. (Literal years - link to my manga thoughts and summary). I'm looking forward to the adaptation. I think nowadays this kind of story doesn't catch nearly as much attention as it did a few years ago. An adventurer dies in a dungeon and is reborn as an undead who can evolve as he kills other monsters and he deals with trying to fit in with the human realm again and evolving. I'm still looking forward to it after keeping an ear our for so long!

Mr. Villain's Day Off I recently heard about this series and thought it was such a cute concept. Us with all our villain complexes with enjoy this one. Will likely be a background show for me as there won't be a huge plot, regardless, still fun to watch. Burn the Witch - #0.8 - 30 min Special I think this won't be as exciting now that Bleach has come back and we aren't as depraved of Tite Kubo's work but I really enjoyed the original short series. Hoping for more of this world in the future. Sequels: Classroom of the Elite - Season 3 Tsukimichi - Season 2 (Link to review of season 1) The Dangers in My Heart - Season 2 More Continuations: Undead Unluck Ragna Crimson After going through 20+ shows every season, many with sub-par animations and the same fantasy twists, I've become real picky about which series are even worth trying to watch these days. Here are the ones that deserve at least 2 episodes in order: A Sign of Affection - Gets a special spot since it's incredibly rare to see disability representation in anime and it looks like it's done quite well- A romance between a guy and a deaf girl. Looks super sweet Bucchigiri?! - I honestly can't say this looks appealing to me personally but I've hear the name before and well it's MAPPA. (Give em a break) 'Tis Time for "Torture," Princess - looks well animated and just a fun watch Metallic Rouge - The sci-fi series for this season. I'm not sure I have it in me to watch something heavy like this this season but it looks decent. The Wrong Way to Use Healing Magic The Witch and the Beast - Here for manga readers - lowkey looks like the manga will be much better and this might be a skip for me. Hokkaido Gyaru's are super Adorable (Ecchi) ALSO - Big reminder: Haikyu!! and Demon Slayer have their movies coming out this season as well (both theatrical releases so keep an eye out!!!) Demon Slayer: To the Hashira Training - Feb 2nd 2024 Haikyu!! - The Dumpster Battle - Feb 16th 2024

[religion-is-a-mental-illness]

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Channel4 Mini Doc:

Sherry Naidoo Cleared:

Last year a crown court judge ruled Naidoo had no case to answer for murder nor manslaughter.

[..]

At an inquest in Ampthill, coroner Sean Cummings recorded a conclusion of unlawful killing.

He said: "After hearing the evidence I consider that it is likely beyond the balance of probability that Sherry Naidoo did subject Paul Jenner to a violent assault and that assault put in train a sequence of events that led to his death."

The inquest was told that during the criminal trial, a neuropathologist agreed with the defence that the bleeding on Mr Jenner's brain could have occurred over a period of time when Naidoo was in custody for the previous offence.

A pathologist also said she could not rule out the possibility that he had accidentally stumbled to the floor after drinking.

The cause of death was given as complications from an acute bleed and traumatic head injuries.

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Sources:

[1]

Male domestic abuse victims are suffering a lack of support despite a sharp rise in attacks, a charity said.

Police in England and Wales recorded 149,248 incidents in 2017 - more than double the number reported in 2012.

One charity, the ManKind Initiative, said while a third of domestic abuse victims were men, only 0.8% of refuge beds were reserved for them.

The Home Office urged "all victims to come forward and report this horrific crime" and said support was available.

The charity, which helps men escaping abuse, told the BBC while there more than 3,600 beds in safe houses for women, there were currently only 20 earmarked solely for men in England, including none in London.

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[2]

Male domestic violence victims lack support despite being the focus of an increased number of reported attacks, a charity has said.

Police in England and Wales recorded 149,248 instances of domestic violence involving a male victim in 2017, which was over double the number reported in 2012, according to the BBC.

A third of domestic violence victims are male yet only 0.8 per cent of refuge beds are reserved for them, according to the ManKind Initiative, a charity that works with male victims.

The rise in reports has not been met with increased resources.

The charity said that although there were over 3,600 beds in safe houses for women, only 20 in the whole of England were set aside for men.

There are no refuge beds solely for men in London.

Although one in six men experience domestic abuse, only one in twenty report it, the charity said. Some are forced to travel huge distances, sometimes over 150 miles, to get help due to the scarcity of available resources.

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Q: "If you had a magic wand, where would you like to go?"

A: "......... Heaven."

I was recently assured that stories like this are entirely the result of "toxic masculinity" and "misogyny."

That is, it's not due to an external cause, that society is failing, ignoring and even denying these victims of violence. Or that, like any victim, he's afraid of his attacker, has given up, and no longer thinks he deserves better. Or that she's a narcissist who has psychologically abused him as much as physically, and he's no longer able to function on his own. Or that despite everything, he somehow still loves her. Or any combination of dozens of complicated reasons.

No, it was firmly explained that it's one thing and one thing only: an internal personal failing. Someone like Paul is simply too stubborn and sexist to get help, because something something patriarchy.

This person, having awarded herself a "10" for her own mental gymnastics, felt good about informing me of this, and remarkably, not at all like a perverted, mentally sick piece of shit. Go figure. 🤷‍♀️

[captainnameless]

Plssss grace us with your post-race thoughts!!! I wanna wrap yuki charles and lando up, their races were horrible 🥺🥺 very happy for the merc boys tho- what a drive!!

tbf imo it was a boring race, i had a dinner party so was only able to watch it after (luckily without it being spoiled) but i literally skimmed through so much of it, i’m pretty sure i watched it in like less than an hour.

always happy for a Max win, but i’m much more happy when he’s able to show his craft rather than him getting absolutely zero screen time bc he’s 7 minutes ahead in his rocket, has literally no battles bc even with his pitstops he remained P1, even when he was getting a black & white flag for track limits they didn’t even show him 😭

merc getting a well deserved p2/p3, even though i am sad merc finding pace seems to equal ferarri losing it. i was mainly rooting for Carlos this race so yea big disappointment there.

also was really hoping for a closer battle between Checo & George those last 15 laps because Checo was lapping 1.5 seconds faster those opening laps on the soft and then just… stopped? disappointing. not that i didn’t want George P3, i was just finally hoping for some excitement lol.

lando having that contact with lewis (?) in the first 0.8 seconds literally almost made me turn it off.

and yuki getting that penalty is ridiculous to me, at least from what i’ve seen during the race (i haven’t looked at any close ups or tech talks or whatever) so yea big sad for that too. also real heartbreak seeing those pictures of him tucked away and upset.

[the-firebird69]

We are in receipt of your message from Tumblr Max the Camaro Z28 give up front license plate vanity thing. It was sent to us a little and won't be saying is no thanks we don't give up ever.

-more things in Charlotte county yeh the trash is tomorrow. They drive those trucks around all the time it's very annoying and strange.

-we have about 4,500 people who are disgruntled in punta Gorda and they are planning to do things here so we're coming in in force and we're going to take neighborhoods over to keep calm and order

-we have 5,500 people in Port Charlotte no there's like 50,000 saying that they get it pulled out in a moment

-people like John remillard have warrants on them and they're active and being sought now for a rest and they want to put them in prison

-the higher-ups and the household numbers and stay the same and I didn't go down real slow or not at all but that's not really what's going on. It's really going on is that you're going to lose households today I'll be only a few and tomorrow I'll be a few but over the next week or two after that you're going to lose lots of households there's nobody out there in Florida for the most part and the people that who lives here of them houses that are being taken and by court order and it takes time they're coming in bunches and it's really the clans move that they did and it takes a bit of time in court and the southern part of PG has mostly houses for living accommodations it's hard to route them out and the neighborhood still has a hundred households so people associated with them are still there and some are cleaning online and well three quarters or having a tough time and a quarter of them are doing okay but not well and they don't feel like they should leave it's very odd thing they're going to have nobody and be arrested I mean it's gross they're living off these people and they can't afford it and that's what they're doing. It is coming up that actual kind of event. And the households are actually being taken over but then they simply reoccupy the house so he decided to do it by neighborhood and they simply keep flowing in so we are deciding what to do it's kind of trickier here but that's the way it is you said that there are diminishing our son said that and daughter and that usually they die and they have the house sits there because they're fighting over it or something and it's true and there is that strategy he said if they vacate a neighborhood and it's a piece of crap just rip it out in punta Gorda we get that too, but 90% of the houses are in decent shape or new most of those are new and like 5% or decent shape so we do think we'd have to do this program when they're wasting away and it's occurring and can't think of any other way to do it except forcibly take it over and we're not ready for that and it's continuing but globally they're less than a percent in the general populace and the pockets are being destroyed and betterwood camps are being destroyed every day and you're going to come down a couple percents of a percent today it'll probably be 0.8% by the end of the day and that's why we're saying and about four or five days they'll notice that the kids stay here anymore finally and his jackasses insisted on doing it and they'll be this last pile of idiots out of here so people start to go nuts to get them out in their own people too what's happening now in Charlotte county that people are trying to get them out of here it's also happening that they are going to be moved by them dying in the force being removed Florida and elsewhere and it is happening too there's groups going around they're seeking them out all over the world until they're gone and we made it this big ones

-other than that they're seeking to make the sheriff instead of 125 and that's today and that would be bja doing it to trump. And it's Non-Stop they're harassing Trump all the time and he's good he's been doing to our son and it's Trump who is doing it and he really deserves it today we think they might do it you got the pink slips and they're ready to do it and the local PD too it's ready to go to 30 that would be mostly all bja there's some minority more like and not many

-other than that other agencies are experiencing the same thing bja is taking them over. I here in town the FBI they're 90% of the people in the office and the CIA local office there 80% of the rest of the FBI is 5% minority and 5% Trump the CIA is 10% minority and 10% Trump. That's how it's going for most agencies and they're taking them down. There's an action on New Zealand as well and Mac is down there hitting them as well as ships offshore from bja and Africa probably them and pummeling them and the population is 3% and now it's about 1.9% and they're getting hammered

-there's a few more things happening here the building construction projects have been tied up for years and hours months and it's terrible they're horrible people right now the town folk are looking at them because they're not doing anything they never in the office you can have to get a permit for anything ever and they're just s*** heads they want them out and is there a bja so who do you put in there Stan wanted to do it they wouldn't let him some other people are volunteering and it won't work with volunteers. There are several things happening the departments are sort of being disbanded it's an idea that our son had and he said to move it to the state or county and it's moving to the state and that's run by Jason and Lily a little she's lieutenant governor. And it's happening now and it's going on now that the state might come in deer the permitting process because they can't get a building department together and his point of view is we need to have projects going and something has to happen my son says get all your cheese balls are a bunch of assholes and your grandfather and stuff it looks like them in the way any more or less kind of are off and on but it's really Tommy f and Star Trek you can see him and he is not hoping you can get the data he looks and says you're my brother this is a brother as a rebel. And it's true they just said that they get along about it but it is true with our son says and he thinks that it's because he builds things but our son would go ahead with it too and Mac would and his own grandfather and father would and we know Jason will... The process has already started but they noticed that the building department is evacuated and the state will come and take over and since laughing cuz you won't notice too much of a difference and he's laughing too it looks the damn same. They're thinking of moving it today or tomorrow and Max's today would be good

-our son thinks that Trump and others will be evicted if he moves into the building department and we know it's true.

-the other things happening and they're pretty big in Charlotte county and they're like this these people are paying and a nasty and evil and won't shut up he's having a war with you elsewhere and they are arresting you for even minor infractions so you should not try their patience but you already are and are vowing to come pick you up. In the sun States the clones and others will probably fill back in and Cali and frustrate Max and us for that matter and foreigners and they will and warlocks too and it will be there thier doing. But here they're being pulled in for that kind of thing lots of them constantly and it's a consistent effort

-Stan will be off the radar for time in PG and PC and he's busy doing something

Couple more points we are at war with you people here because you will not leave us alone and we're going to make sure you know it and she's going to feel the pain and you already are out west and we're setting up basis there and we're going to set up bases around Florida too and we're going to set them up shortly you're not going to like it you're going to set them up in Brazil. We have them up on the other side of Georgia the other side of the mountains and it's a big one there and you're trying our patients all the time and the cities out there will be gone and we're going to move closer there's a few more things you should know

-Verizon or armies now we are raising them now and they are horrific they're extremely strong and invulnerable and mutants and destroy you with ease and you will pay for your indiscretions against us all of you will satanists. We're beginning now no we started earlier than 7 years started later cuz I was just a kickoff for a massive number of infiltrators huge numbers and most of them are children our son and Hera and the place down there recently and the priests only enough looks less human and are controlled by us and they're the ones below the Vatican and yes Allah is there too and it begins the process where other countries start up theirs and it is going on right now and the keys are found to be with Biden it's been pursued all week and the White House comes under attack today and tomorrow and this weekend even though he's a camp David and he's going to be in Utah around the 26th or 27th and it all is going to happen this week it's coming up what the attacks have started and he's already accepted so you're attacking the military and they're going to attack you it's going to be huge this is going to be a major major change on Earth from warlock being rulers to them being nothing and from Satan's being in power and them not and they won't notice it. It's a major change coming up and we want those cities empties and want Galactus and Galactica to secure help they need to do it we want them out and up and operational. He says he doesn't want people to believe they exist but they do and they're his children and hers and we helped and we're going to get them out.

Thor Freya

It's terrible but we lost that battle and we entombed a lot of them and Tommy have said he did and he's a liar and a lot of your stupid towns look like helmets sorta. But we made so many it's irresistible and it starts in Rome no that's all these One Wing of the military of ours are particular clan, and we made so many father and mother and Olympus are there as well but they do run our kids or demons and other and they're moving out they say it's a challenge that's a challenge to us that's how it's about you no you're challenging us and that was Mac and then go through it every time he said they're not moving it's not much of a challenge for Christ say kid shut up he says. And we are watching them rise on occasion but there's still those 20 cities sitting there and today another third of the stuff will empty out of the rivers and the cone. And one more day they'll be out and bja will go up with chips in the place will flood but we will be raising our Giants

Olympus we approve this message to go out

They said the upper part of the last paragraph and we say this we're raising them now and we're calling you because we need your blood to raise them s here

Hera Zues

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I watched the new episode.. hoooo boy.

MAJOR UNDERVERSE 0.8 PART 1 SPOLIERS

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LOOK GUYS!!! ITS XPAPYRUS!!! XPAPYRUS XPAPYRUS I LOVE XPAPYRUS!!

WE FINALLY GOT TO SEE HIM ANIMATED!!! AFTER LIKE TWO YEARS!! YES!!!!!

ANYWAYS. Papyrus appreciation aside, the new underverse episode was pretty good!! The animation had very noticeable improvements, and the soundtrack mare this episode so much more enjoyable.

I can’t bear to keep my mouth shut, so here’s some of my personal favourite scenes in the episode!

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1. X!TORIEL’S NEW POWERS ARE SOOOOO INTERESTING TO ME. I absolutely loved watching this part auuuugh….

“THE CLOSER TO HER SORROW, THE STRONGER THE ILLUSION HOLDS.”

The fact that she can shape and manipulate the world around her really shows the impact that the loss of her family and her universe has had on her. As a motherly figure to not only her children, but towards the royal guards, she clearly feels a deep remorse over realizing that her loved ones could possibly never feel the joy and innocence of their childhood again.

As stated by X!Toriel herself:

“The sorrow of a mother is one of the hardest feelings to purge from the soul.”

She’d obviously feel compelled to gift just a fragment of that happiness to her family even if it meant creating a purely false reality, because that’s what she believes what her role is as a parent.

As said in the episode, she was compelled by those few good memories from all of the timelines from XTALE, and she chose to keep her eyes closed and to attempt to dissociate herself from the dilemma of her universe and of the present events.

While she is still overwritten by X!Gaster, her instincts as a Queen and her overpowering companion still prevent her from killing others.

And possibly because she views the citizens in this universe as her own from XTALE..

YOUR HONOUR, SHE DOESN’T DESERVE THIS. 💔💔💔💔

2. THIS scene.

I love that Jakei continues to show to us that Cross hasn’t forgotten his duties as a royal guard and that he probably never will. BUTTT I’m not entirely sure if Cross kneeled on his own or if Asgore was controlling him to do so, but I personally think that Cross just did it by himself.

Otherwise, still an awesome scene.

3. FINALLY. MY FAVOURITE. BROTHERLY ANGST!!!!

Oooouh man….

To me, I feel like X!Papyrus had to have been SOMEWHAT present here, even under X!Gaster’s control. Yes, this technically all still a part of the illusion, but, like many of the XTALE characters, X!Papyrus must still have a fraction of his mentality that he’s able to control.

But, like, it’s right here that I think that X!Papyrus shows a trace of legitimate remorse from unknowingly hurting his brother. I love it, but man it hurts.

CONTINUING ON:

GODDDDDD. I CANT. Cross clearly still cares so much for all of his family, especially his brother, considering that he literally erased his entire universe and was trapped in isolation for who knows how long. He’s had to come to terms with his failure as a protector and an older sibling, to remind himself of the blood that stains his hands. EVEN after murdering hundreds of monsters and storing his hollow soul full of hostility, he can’t abide to witness his younger brother conceive in the same acts sinful as him.

ITS JUST HISVUEVUSBINSUSVUNS I WANT TO DIEEEEE (this shot is awesome though)

Ranting aside, very cool episode. It’s probably my favourite one out of season 2 just from the animation alone. I do have a few very very very minor nitpicks, but it won’t stop me from rewatching this again. After this, Jakei definitely deserves the long break that she’s getting, and I’m hoping to see more interactions between the xbros in the future!!!

ALSO, be aware that I’m obviously not a professional analyst, so I’m very sorry if my interpretations on certain scenes feel completely wrong or confusing. I wrote all of this at 2am and I don’t feel like spending any more time on writing this than I already havee..

Okay if I don’t see a bunch of fan art of the papyrus fight after underverse 0.8 I’m actually gonna throw a tantrum. /hj

LIKE. LOOK AT HOW COOL THEY LOOK????

LOOK AT HOW AWESOME XPAPYRUS LOOKS IN THIS SHOT??? AND YOU’RE TELLING ME HE HAS A SPECK OF DUST AS HIS FANBASE??? COME ON!!!! LOOK AT HIM. LOOK.

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My Future in You | 0.8 | Bradley Bradshaw x Reader

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Synopsis: Bradley’s twenty-two years old and not where he’s supposed to be. He’s supposed to be out of the academy by now. Instead, he’s retaking his senior year of college and praying to god that he gets into flight school. Mav’s gone, his mom’s gone. He’s mad at the world. Then, a hook up at a Halloween party changes his future even more than he could have imagined.

Warnings: accidental pregnancy, enemies to lovers - they aren’t quite lovers yet, poor Jake bc his suffering deserves a warning

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Bradley sighs softly as he leans back against the hood of the car. He folds his arms over his chest and glances towards the front door. He’s been waiting for twenty minutes for you and Jake to collect your things.

He looks around the place that you grew up. It doesn’t have much personality. It’s a nice place. But it looks like a place that a politician lives, which is what Bradley dislikes about it.

He grew up in a small house. It was a bungalow, two bedrooms - enough space for him and his mother, it had a nice backyard with space for him to play. A treehouse that he was too big to fit in by the time he was eight because his dad and Mav had screwed up the measurements.

He’d much rather raise his kid in a half-crappy bungalow thirty minutes from the beach than this place. He thinks of Pensacola and imagines that there are probably a lot of half-crappy bungalows matching that description there.

His lip quirks softly as he reminds himself to check the measurements before ever building his kid a treehouse.

Jake’s the first one out, struggling with both his bag and Bradley’s.

“How’d it go?” Bradley moves to take the first bag. Jake sighs in relief as he drops the weight into Bradley’s hand. He shakes his head slightly.

“As well as expected.” Jake scoffs. You spent a couple of minutes crying in your room rather than packing, but Jake managed to get that to stop.

The front door is still wide open behind Jake, since both of his hands were too full to swing it shut. Bradley’s eyes are on you as you struggle with your own suitcase.

He moves to stand upright and help you with it, but hesitates about stepping inside. Guns, plural, after all. You grunt as you tug the case towards the door. He shakes his head and heads towards you anyway.

Your parents might be out – specifically avoiding you – but Bradley knows that if they find him in their house, things will be even worse than they already are.

Your lips quirk up into a soft smile as he takes your suitcase wordlessly and drags it to the trunk of Beth’s car. She’s the only member of your family still talking to you currently, so will be the one driving you to the airport. Bradley sets the case in beside Jake’s. He lifts his gaze and finds you standing with your back to him, staring at the house.

George and Ellen are out today already. It’s purposeful. You know it’s because they can’t stand to look at your face. You think of the little girl that grew up in this house and how horrified she would be at how you’ve turned out. You swallow, turning and sliding into the backseat. Jake takes shotgun. Bradley sits on the other side of the backseat.

Beth glances back at you in the rear view mirror, she catches the look on your face and turns her attention towards Jake. She knows that you’ll be taken care of either way.

“Don’t worry about Dad, he’ll come around.” Beth decides.

Jake almost scoffs in the passenger seat. He’s never known his father to change his mind on anything, let alone something this big. Bradley isn’t too convinced either. Besides, Bradley’s not sure he wants that guy around his child either way.

You rest your temple against your fist. It’s clear that you don’t believe her. “How can you be so sure?”

Beth laughs, turning the car off of the driveway. It’s like the answer is so obvious to her. “Because you’re his favourite.”

You aren’t so sure. The girl that left for college might have been his favourite, but he isn’t a fan of the person that returned. You think about it for the entire thirty minute drive to the airport. About if he’ll ever forgive you. If you’ll ever be allowed in that house again. If your child will grow up with no grandparents at all.

An hour starts to seem like a long way away once the wheels hit the tarmac in Virginia. The turbulence made you a little nauseous and Bradley can’t get the memory of how weak you were when you were throwing up out of his head. Sure, you have roommates, but Bradley’s not too confident in their ability to keep an eye on you.

Jake’s the first to say it, but Bradley’s been thinking it for hours.

“Maybe you should come stay at hour place for a bit.”

You’re against the idea at first. You like your space. You like your apartment, your room. You like being surrounded by girls. You like living in a place that doesn’t smell like a gym bag.

But, morning sickness does still have a grip on you and Bradley’s worried about any other symptoms that may arise. Jake’s worried that it’s going to hit you soon that your parents really do want nothing to do with you.

He knows that that’s going to be a hard hit to take. He doesn’t mention that he’s in the same boat. Guilty by association. He knows that knowing that would make you feel even worse.

It takes some convincing, but, with both of them badgering you the entire way through baggage claim — you give in. They’re annoying enough as a team to have you convinced.

“Alright, alright - just shut up.” You give in, glaring at the both of them. They glance at each other triumphantly. Bradley grins and drapes his arm around your shoulder, squeezing you in against his side. You bite your cheek to keep from smiling.

Jake looks between the two of you. It’s better to keep his mouth shut. He’s not thrilled about the affection between the two of you. But he knows it’s not his place to interrupt.

You sleeping with your head on his shoulder the entire flight, hugging onto his arm as you leave the airport, him tugging playfully at your hair as you’re arriving at the house.

Jake knows that Bradley hasn’t been in a relationship since high school. Jake knows that that’s purely because Bradley hasn’t wanted to be. Bradley’s got a good balancing act with girls.

Being charming and affectionate enough to draw them in, being aloof and cruel enough that they think the distance is good for them, smart enough to know how to bring them back when he wants.

Jake stands torn, watching the way your lips quirk up into a smile as Bradley carries your bag upstairs.

On one hand, you’re having his baby - whether Jake likes that or not - and Jake doesn’t want to come between the two of you being a family. On the other, Jake knows Bradley well enough to know that this is just the first part of the juggling act. He opts to keep his mouth shut.

Jake moves into Bradley’s room and you take Jake’s room. Jake’s room smells less like a gym bag than the rest of the house. Your mother trained him into being hygienic early on in life. It’s just for a couple of days.

Jake and Bradley agree to take turns driving you over to your campus for classes. It’s not the easiest adjustment.

You learn to lock the bathroom door and knock before entering any room that isn’t on the ground floor. Bradley struggles with the adjustment too. By day three, he has blue balls and he can’t stand one more night of Jake talking in his sleep.

“Can you stop fucking tossing and turning?” Bradley snaps, pulling his covers up higher as he faces the wall.

After a couple of hours of passive aggressive sighs and under his breath comments, this is the final straw. It’s three in the morning and Jake has yet to have longer than twenty minutes of uninterrupted sleep. Bradley snores.

Jake bolts upright and glares at him across the room, “I’m sorry — maybe if you quit snoring, I wouldn’t have to—“

Bradley throws the covers back, sitting up and shooting a glare across the room. He grits his teeth, shaking his head as he swings his legs over the edge of the bed.

“That’s it. I’m staying in your room with-“ Bradley mutters, ready to head for the door. Jake’s eyes widen and narrow in on him from across the room.

“No the fuck you aren’t!”

Bradley groans in frustration, throwing himself back against his bed, covering his face with a pillow. Jake rolls his eyes, turning to face the other way and covering his ear with his pillow.

The next morning, Jake wakes up late. It’s already ten. He pulls a hoodie on and stumbles downstairs to the kitchen, stomach growling in anticipation. He grabs the railing at the bottom of the stairs, swinging around and starting towards the kitchen.

He’s interrupted by a happy giggle.

Jake steps forwards cautiously a few times until you’re in view. You’re sitting on the kitchen counter, eating a bowl of cereal. Bradley’s at your side, grinning at the fact that he just made you laugh.

Jake watches as you lean your head against Bradley’s shoulder and laugh softly against his skin. He sighs, shaking his head as he steps into the kitchen.

“Jake, hi.” You smile at him.

He nods in acknowledgement, then looks at Bradley, “What’s so funny?”

“Your sister just said she hopes the baby doesn’t get my big ears.” Bradley answers with his eyes on you, his lips quirked up into a smirk as he shakes his head in playful disbelief. “I said I hope it doesn’t get her damn attitude.”

Jake rolls his eyes and walks towards the fridge. You’re both too busy grinning at each other to notice his annoyance anyway.

“So, New Years - you’re still fine to go pick up the drinks with me later right?” Bradley asks as he leans a hand onto the counter beside your waist. Jake retrieves the orange juice and turns towards him.

He almost sighs in relief. That’s right, the party. He had forgotten. That’s a testament to how stressed he has been — he forgot about their annual New Years’ Eve party. He’s been waiting for something to get all of this nervous, half-angry, energy out of his system.

“Right. Yeah. No problem.” Jake agrees.

Bradley slips his phone from the pocket of his shorts and checks through his notifications. Jake watches Bradley chuckle softly and start to reply to a text. Those three entire seconds of relief fade from Jake’s system immediately. He glares across the kitchen.

“So are you guys, like, together now?” Jake asks bitterly. You look up from your cereal, eyes widening as you scowl at him across the kitchen.

“No.” Bradley answers without looking up from his phone, still smirking at the text that he’s answering. Jake watches the disappointment settle into your features. He regrets asking for just a second, then reasons with himself that he did the right thing.

You turn your gaze towards your big brother.

Jake presses his tongue to the inside of his cheek. He’s seen that Bradley Bradshaw cruelty up close a hundred times over, but Jake hasn’t ever thought to look at the girl’s face afterwards.

He regrets his choice in friends all of a sudden. Maybe if Jake had picked better company, you wouldn’t be hoping for a future with a guy like him.

Bradley slips his phone back in his pocket and looks between you and Jake, oblivious to the exchange you had just shared. He smiles softly as he rests his hand against your knee and squeezes, “Anything you want me to grab you from the store?”

You turn your head towards him, brows furrowed slightly. You swear that he’s going to give you whiplash one of these days.

“No. I’m okay.”

“Cool, I’m gonna go take a shower.” He smiles, tapping your knee and turning away from the both of you. Jake waits for him to reach the stairs before he speaks. You frown at him.

“Don’t look at me like that, I did that to show you what he’s like.” Jake answers before you can question him on what the fuck he thinks he is doing. He won’t look you in the eye.

He’s busy fixing himself some protein filled breakfast that he’s convinced will help his muscle development - he’s still a little skinnier than the other guys on the team and is busy doing something about it.

He’s certain he has the capacity to be one of the biggest on the team. You aren’t so sure. Sure, he has muscles, but he always been a tall, skinny type — you can’t imagine him as buff as he tells you he’s going to be.

“We’re getting to know each other.” You reason with Jake, scrunching your nose disapprovingly at the quantity of eggs he decides to add to his breakfast. You finish your cereal and leave the bowl in the sink, pushing yourself down from the counter.

“I know him enough for the both of us, don’t waste your time.” Jake scoffs, he furrows his brows as he finally notices the pyjamas you’ve chosen to wear. A comfy t-shirt and tight athletic shorts. “And start wearing real pants.”

You open your mouth to protest, sighing and tugging the shorts down a little further. You frown at your big brother, tilting your head at him like that will help him change his mind. “Jake… he really isn’t that bad.”

Jake stops whisking his eggs and lifts the fork, pointing it towards you accusingly.

“You’re lucky you’re pregnant because someone ought to knock some sense into you,” Jake scoffs. He shakes his head and looks back down at the… omelette? - whatever, that he’s making.

He bites his cheek, then lets out a soft sigh. “If you think you mean more to him than any other girl that might walk into this house, you’re just setting yourself up to get your feelings hurt.”

Your lips part slightly.

“Don’t be such an asshole.” You shove at his shoulder.

“Don’t be such an idiot! He was literally texting some other girl right in front of you and you’re sitting there giggling and batting your eyelashes,” Jake snaps back. He sets the fork down and turns towards you with his full attention.

He stares at you seriously, “You’re embarrassing yourself.”

Considering that Jake proclaims himself to be such an expert on cruelty, you know that this was intentional. You swallow but the lump in your throat remains. You bite into your cheek and take a deep breath through your nose.

“You’re wrong.” You bite, turning away from him.

Jake rolls his eyes indifferently, continuing to make his breakfast as you stomp up the stairs. Sure, he has always been a great big brother to you, but it’s days like today that he realises it’s because of the way that you have needed him.

He knows that you think he’s an asshole now - he knows he’ll be the one holding you when you’re crying over your broken heart soon enough.

Jake winces as your door upstairs slams. He shakes his head. In a couple of hours time, when there are a hundred people in this house counting down seconds towards New Year, and Bradley’s all over some girl that isn’t you - he knows you’ll see his point.

Hours later, you’re living through his point being proven. You sip on a cup of just orange juice from a red cup - so that no one knows that you aren’t drinking. You’re standing alone in the living room. Jake’s laughing with a girl, she’s pretty and she’s clearly into him. He hasn’t ever mentioned her to you before but it’s clear that they know each other well.

You fidget with the plastic cup, wondering how much of his life Jake doesn’t share with you. You tell him everything. You always have. Standing in the corner of the room at eleven fifteen on New Years’ Eve, you wonder if your older brother ever wanted to know, or if you just needed someone to tell. You look down at the floor.

The music is loud and you’re certain that you’re the only one still sober in the entire house. This time last year you were streaking across Richmond’s campus lawn by eleven fifteen. You suppose your streaking days are probably over now that you’re going to be a mommy. You frown against the rim of your cup.

You have already considered just ditching and going upstairs to bed, but the entire house is buzzing with people, music and scattered yelling from the frat boys that live here. There’s no way you would be able to find peace, let alone maybe go to sleep.

The lock on Jake’s door is busted and you’re certain that there will be people busting into the room all night in search of an empty room to screw in.

So, you stand alone and check routinely towards the clock on the wall.

A strong shoulder nudges against yours, bumping the arm holding your cup. You flinch as your fingers curl around it, trying not to spill. That’s a real signal that your partying days are over - the old you never would have been worried about spilling a drop on the floor during a party. Especially not at a frat house.

“Enjoying the party, Seresin?” You lift your gaze and find Bradley smiling down at you. You haven’t seen him since the party began to pick up a few hours ago. He drapes his arm over your shoulder affectionately.

You chuckle dryly, holding up your cup, “As much as I can with an OJ buzz.”

He smiles and nods as he sips from his own cup. From where you’re standing, your sense of smell tells you that it’s vodka. The scent now is so much worse than you remember. You shudder against his side and push the cup away from your nostrils.

He shifts it into his other hand without questioning as he squeezes your shoulder with his now free hand, “Right. Tell you what, this time next year, I’ll watch the kid and you can go get as wasted as you want.”

You raise your eyebrows, lips quirking up into a grin. Your heart soars. He’s thinking of you in his life a year from now. He’s thinking of your future - your shared future - and he’s got a smile on his face.

“I’m gonna hold you to that.” You tell him.

He laughs. You can tell he’s already pretty drunk. You heard a bunch of guys doing shots in the other room a while ago, it occurs to you now that he was one of them. Bradley grins, turning his head to nuzzle his face softly into your hair. You look over at Jake, relaxing against Bradley’s side. His lips press affectionately against your hair.

“Bradley Bradshaw!”

You and Bradley look up in unison, you still tucked in against his side. There’s a giggling redhead looking right at him, having just squealed his name. Bradley’s hand slips from your shoulder. His lips quirk up into a smile as he moves from your side. You sway at the loss of contact. You watch as he steps forwards.

Her arms lift and drape around his shoulders. His wrap around her waist.

You watch their embrace. It’s intimate. He doesn’t hug you like that.

Jake catches the exchange in his peripheral. He turns his head, lips parting slightly. Bradley’s grinning and whispering a greeting into this girl’s ear. You’re standing behind them, dismayed. Jake opens his mouth, ready to give the girl before him an excuse. He stops as she steps forwards, taking advantage of his turned head and pressing her lips to his neck. He wraps an arm around her waist.

He kisses her mouth.

The pieces will still be there for him to pick up in the morning.

Bradley straightens up, laughing at something she just whispered in his ear. He shoots a look back at you, patting your bicep platonically, “I’ll catch you later.”

You swallow, squinting as she slips her hand into his and leads him away.

You think of how much fun last New Years’ Eve was. How narrowly you had avoided getting arrested. You can’t remember the name of the guy you had hooked up with that night, but you remember the fun that you had.

You watch as he presses her against the kitchen island, both of them smiling at each other.

It doesn’t seem fair.

You press your tongue into your cheek, sighing as you lean back against the wall behind you. You debate whether or not it’s right to be jealous.

“Hi,”

Your brows furrow slightly as someone steps into your line of sight, blocking your view of Bradley and the redhead.

“You look amazing.” You look at the boy talking to you, your brows raising slightly in surprise. You look down at your outfit and then back up to him, lips quirking slightly. He smiles. “I’m Ryan.”

You glance past him towards Bradley. He’s leaning down and the redhead’s pouring a shot into his mouth.

You look back at Ryan. It’s not fair that Bradley gets to enjoy his night and you don’t. You smile at Ryan and tell him your name.

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… 🧍‍♀️🙃

feral week

“Hi mama!” You called greeting your soon to be mother in law who was cooking something in the kitchen while watching some telenovelas at the same time. She turned towards you with a smile. “Yn ¡mi amor! ¿Dónde has estado? ¡Te he extrañado!” Yn my love! Where have you been? I’ve missed you

“Just started a new project so I’ve been going back and forth between set and my apartment.” You replied placing the beige tote bag filled with a few things you knew they were low on , on top of the counter taking out everything inside. The woman next to you sighed a smile on her face as she watched you put all the items away.

“What?” You laughed folding the bag and putting it into your purse before your eyes met hers. “He doesn’t deserve you.” She chuckled, shaking her head. “I don’t deserve him either.”

You slowly opened the door to Alexs’ room letting yourself in before closing it softly, careful not to make your presence known to anyone else but your boyfriend. “One sec guys.” He told his best friends before going on mute and turning off his camera, turning his chair in your direction.

“What are you doing here? Didn’t say you were stopping by today.” You placed your purse on the side of his bed near the wall as you watched him take off his headset and walkover to you. “Can’t unexpectedly wanna come and visit my loving fiance?” He playfully rolled his eys leaning down to press a kiss to your awaiting lips. “Of course not but you usually let me know so I was just surprised.” He replied honestly.

“How much longer?”

“Mm about an hour or two, why gonna kidnap me and chop up my body?” Your hands wrapped around the black haired boy's neck flopping back and bringing him down with you. Alex made his head comfortable on your chest playing small kisses along the column of your neck.

“Do you have a death wish or something?” You whispered basking in the small attention you were getting. “Doesn’t help to have one in mind.” He joked getting off of you slowly causing a small whine to emit from you at the loss of contact. “Don’t be gone for long.” You sighed dramatically, throwing an arm over your eyes for extra emphasis.

You peeked from under your arm watching as he just shook his head and went back over to his desk , putting his headphones back on , and unmuting his mic as well as turning back on his camera.

-

A little while later after accidentally taking a nap you were woken back up from lots of yelling. Except you were under the covers and laying on the pillows instead of draped off the end of the bed like you originally were.

“Quackity you couldn’t even pull Yn Ln if you tried.” You heard a voice sound through your boyfriends headphones, you becoming intrigued of the conversation since your name was mentioned,

“But I could! But I could!” He yelled fighting his case in whatever they were talking about. “Yeah yeah, sure you could.” They taunted causing all the others to laugh. “I could because I did.”

His hand immediately went to his mouth as he turned to you not knowing you were awake but silently praying you were asleep ; Only to be met with you staring back at him as if you had just seen a ghost. “You did? I totally believe you bud.” They responded thinking he was only joking.

Quickly his camera and mic were both turned off as he looked at you with pleading eyes. “Mi amor I just embarrassed myself, help me please.” You and Alex had both talked multiple times about waiting until after the wedding to announce your relationship and for a whole year he did so well ignoring all his friends comments about how pretty you were and how much of a simp they were for you.

“You fucking owe me..” You mumbled knowing you’d feel a lot better if you didn’t have to listen to him being flamed by his friends. Alex smiled his eyes following you as you made your way over to him standing off to the side of his monitors out of the way of the camera view.

“K I’m back.” He announced after making sure everything was good.

“Where’s your girlfriend?” A boy with a british accent urges. “Right here.” He stated blankly handing you the headphones as you crouched into the view of the camera. After struggling to put them on ; You greeted his friends and fans with a smile. “Hellooo.” You waved at the camera watching as the chat flooded with confusion and disbelief.

“Oh my fucking god he wasn’t joking hi.”

“Wait what do you mean he wasn’t joking… oh-.”

You laughed at the multiple different reactions you got from the people in the call. Once you’d been introduced to everyone the chat had already begun spamming that it was now your stream and Alex should leave.

“Chat! You little pieces of shit! How could you break my heart like this?”

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🎏 Advanced Astro Tag 🎏

Hi loves I wanted to start this astro tag to get to know you all a little bit better:') Feel free to join the game if you want to no pressure<3!

The placement/aspect you relate to the most: Leo Rising or Leo Venus. I feel that pride imprinted in my bones haha, but I can't imagine me having no fire in me ever😭

The placement/aspect you relate to the least: This is actually so hard to choose haha but I think Sun trine Moon. I don't feel it as much as I should despite it being very tight in aspects (0.8° I think?) But I guess it also make sense cause it does brighten my Pisces Moon a lot

The placement/aspect that is your favourite: Mars conjunct Jupiter 11th house. Makes me so humorous by nature🥰I love entertaining AND intimidating people at the same time hehehe, not to you guys tho

The placement/aspect that is your least favourite: Uranus in the 7th house. Makes me emotionally unavailable 😍 Sometimes its so hard to just ✨feel✨

The placement/aspect you wish you had: Any Aries or Mars placements, they are the few people that get me simp so hard;)

The placement(s)/aspect(s) you often get romantically involved with: Libra rising is common, Leo Venus is also very common, Aquarius placements, fixed Moon or water Moon🥲, Mars Rising, Aquarius Moon are my kryptonite, Leo NN (😂), Libra/Aquarius/Capricorn Mars and Capricorn Venus hehe

The placement/aspect you would never date: Cancer Moons. Never again please I an so scared one time is enoughhhhhhh

The placement/aspect you think deserve more love or attention: Virgo Rising, Mercurians' beauty, 2nd house stelliums, Mars Rising, 12th house placements, etc

One mutual's chart/placement you would like to have rather than your own: @bratz-kitten literally the one chart I would trade mine for, or @rattaemin's chart is also so cuteeeeeee

Lilith and why you love yours: Aries Lilith 7th house, Scorpio 4°. I love how seductive I can be ofc heheh but I know I'm really tough in love and it takes a lot to make me fully committed. This is good bc it gives me so much stability among loads of chaos.

The Sun sign(s) people often misunderstood you for: Leo Sun💀 Libra Sun and Scorpio Sun.

The Moon sign(s) people often misunderstood you for: Aquarius Moon or Sag Moon haha, funny how they're some of my closest too

The Rising sign(s) people often misunderstood you for: Someone rly thought I'm a Cancer Rising (I'm not) or a Libra Rising (how). But I can see why they might think I have a cardinal Rising tbhhh

The Moon sign(s) you relate to the most: Aquarius Moon, Cap Moon, Sagittarius Moon, Aries Moon

The Rising sign(s) you relate to the most: Aries Rising, Libra Rising, Aquarius Rising

If you were a planet, what planet would you be: omg I would be either Saturn or the Sun HASHHA i love them both with all of my heart

Tell me ONE story that you think embodies all of your natal chart: one time, after comforting my friend who had just found out her long term fwb do not want more, I proceeded to call the local floral shop and got a dozen of roses for her. I didn't forget to lecture her and we were just drinking rosé and oversharing all day.That night they had a party and everyone was invited including the dude. He came in her bedroom cause obviously they're gonna "talk". He saw the roses I left on her nightstand and asked her wtf is that and she told him: "Flowers." He proceeded to go bat shit crazy and idk what happened in there but they didn't return to the party. I had fun. She had fun. We won. 🥳

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