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Life’s full of twists and turns, and we don’t often know beforehand the kinds of encounters that could change our lives forever. Before events actually take place, do you know if you’re being specifically guided towards a special someone? Have you ever thought of that? Some kind of an unexpected, but destined, rendezvous? Have you ever felt the pull? 🤪⭐️🤯

‘That day, that time, at that place; if I hadn’t met you, we would’ve remained eternally strangers.’ – Suddenly, A Love Story by Oda Kazumasa

series: Friends (2002)

deck-bottom: Queen of Swords, Red Alchemist (John Dee) & Priestess of Contemplation

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Pile 1 – Heartfelt Old-School Romance

‘Love, I know that someday real soon, you’ll be right next to me. Holding me so tight, so I will always be yours. Although we can’t be together now, remember I am here for you, and I know you’re there for me.’ – One (OST Friends 2002) by Lee Soo Young

unexpected rendezvous? – XIX The Sun

OMG this Pile has the strongest old school vibe. It feels very romantic in the sense of what you’d expect from it as depicted in movies, books and other forms of literature XD It’s open, honest, straightforward, without any pretences. This means your Destined Person is likely to show interest from the get go and make it clear to you that they’ve got intentions~ It could also be the other way around, although it’s more likely that you both share this mutual attraction from the start <3

It's very likely you meet your Destined Person during the daytime, but it could also mean outdoors or basically, where there’s a bright light for some reason LOL It’s a cheery situation and this rendezvous could happen as an ‘accident’. Like you’ll think there’s no way you could be meeting someone this important in the manner you find yourselves in! It’s just crazy! Probably even embarrassing for one or both of you XD

But, you’ll be glad the ‘accident’ happened at all. Without this tiny hiccup in the grand stream of Fate, you’d probably never crisscross each other’s paths. And what a delight it is to have met someone so similar to yourself! Someone who also lights up the darkest corners of your heart. Someone so positive and helpful and kind, and possibly also wise ;P Making you feel…what an aspiration of a person <3

ah, courtship! – 6 of Cups Rx

Your Destined Person is totally not an ex or anybody you’ve known in the past. Could also be someone from a foreign land (or you could be the foreigner in town). And yet, in spite of these immediate differences, you really do find yourselves to be very similar! Like two peas in a pod kind of similar! Which is so fascinating especially if you’re visibly different by nationality, race, custom and some such.

And yet, here you are sharing similar philosophies, taste in music, aesthetic, etc. Maybe even some past struggles with personal development, too. There are so many similarities shared between you that makes being with each other feel like a homecoming. You are awash by a sense of renewal of the spirit or of the psyche hahah This ‘foreigner’ is really just me in a different body~! And this whole thing motivates the both of you to become better people in general, but also for each other <3

There’s a genuine sense of appreciation for each other’s Souls, talents, skills and life’s many downfalls and triumphs. You both really connect on a mental level but especially on emotional and spiritual levels. And it’s such a beautiful thing because, all this time, with the people who seem more similar to yourself, you’ve never felt a connection this deep yet effortless. But this stranger… You view the world with eyes that seem to be made of the same cosmic material~

adoration ON – 4 of Cups Rx

Smile, baby~! Because your Destined Person’s smile literally brings sunshine and calm into your Life. If you get to meet them often, every day is a cosy day of fun and meaningful conversations. You see, up until the point juuust before you meet your Destined Person, Life could’ve gotten quite boring, stagnant, or you could’ve been quite disillusioned with your routine or the stream of events you were used to operating with. But when this person popped into your Life, it’s like being reborn in their inspiration.

Surely it’s Love? This much adoration. And how much you feel stronger and more excited about what could be next for you if you keep going? Surely, it’s something such as Love that could move you in this way? Yes, your Destined Person adores you in a mature and sensible way. They think very highly of you, so when you feel seen by someone just as capable, as motivated, someone so strong and positive, you can’t help but view yourself that way, too. Awesome by association, you know? :D

Their inspiration makes you go for a levelling up! That in itself—them adoring and cheering on you like that—becomes the fuel that makes Life full of wonders again! In essence, theirs is a Love that nurtures your Soul just by them having their heart connected to yours~ <3

MANIFESTING A HIGHER ROMANCE🔻💗

what signs are they receiving about you? – Silver Astronomer (Galileo Galilei)

how are they feeling as you’re manifesting them?? – Priestess of Innocence

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Pile 2 – Business Partners Turned Power Couple?!

‘I kind of liked it your way, how you shyly placed your eyes on me. Did you ever know that I had mine on you? So let me come to you, close as I wanna be. Close enough for me to feel your heart beating fast.’ – Final Fantasy VIII (Eyes on Me) by Faye Wong

unexpected rendezvous? – Ace of Pentacles

Ah! This the power couple Pile! XD Chances are very high that you could meet your Destined Person at the workplace. This could also be a business partner of yours if you already have a business of your own. This could also mean meeting your Destined Person during a business event, trip or meeting. Basically, your unexpected rendezvous with your Destined Person has something to do with ‘work’. For some, this could also mean meeting your Destined Person at a ‘charity event’ if that’s something that’s deeply important to you <3

You could also meet your Destined Person when doing some ‘charity work’ such as helping the less fortunate or feeding the homeless or even when building a house for somebody else! So, this is a really cute Pile in which on the day you meet, you kinda intuitively know that something special is likely to occur…but you’re not quite sure what it could be. It’s just…such a good, cheery day and your heart is very wide and open. It’s very possible this occurs outside when the sun is out, too~

Even if you’re the type that’s been thinking and manifesting your Destined Person, this sudden meeting will still be very unexpected, possibly because you’ll have forgotten all about this reading LOL On the day you meet, there’ll be other people present and you won’t be at your own house or anywhere near it. Basically, there’s this ‘work’ vibe so you’ll definitely be working on something at some other place that’s not your house or theirs, though it could be somebody else’s house nevertheless😉

ah, courtship! – Queen of Wands Rx

You probably have gotten this from other readings as well but your Destined Person isn’t your usual ‘type’ if you have any. Like you normally wouldn’t fall for a person like this, whether it’s their face, race(?), height, age, or overall style and vibe. Even if you never declared a type, your friends could tell that you had a tendency to fall for a certain look, age group or behaviour LMAO But your Destined Person is kinda totally on the outside of those preferences… AT FIRST GLANCE!

Your Destined Person is without a doubt extremely attractive, but what really draws you to them is how pure and honest they are. It’s giving, ‘With that kind of a face you could be the smoothest criminal and still get away with most things, so how are you so, so… good?’ They may have a look that gets people misunderstanding them because they’re just that attractive, but your Destined Person is really lovely on the inside. Their heart is kind and tender, and this is the type of person who genuinely wants True Love <3 They got no game.

Upon closer investigation you’ll learn that your Destined Person has a character that’s everything you’ve ever dreamt and prayed for. You’ll see how this person opens up to you very quickly because they themselves can’t deny their attraction to you. They’ll be all over you very fast but they got no game on you. That’s not what they wanna do with you. This is a person, who, when they hold you, they hold all of you in their embrace to heal you and make you safe and very happy. Quite gallant, indeed! <3

adoration ON – 3 of Cups

It’s obvious to all of your friends/colleagues that there’s something unusual going on between you and your Destined Person XD The attraction you feel towards one another is undeniable! It can’t be hidden, especially from your Destined Person’s side. Their friends will notice just how different they are when looking at you, talking to you, just being with you. There’s a kind of cheerfulness that seems to shine only when you’re around; and it’s obvious to anyone who knows you both that there’s Love here.

Due to ‘work-related circumstances’ you may not become a couple right away—in spite of the attraction—but everybody at the workplace is whispering, and possibly even gossiping, speculating if there’s something more going on between you two LMAO For the most part, most people are SUPER SUPPORTIVE of you two. There’s just… something quite pure and innocent in the way you treat each other. You two adore each other in the softest, sweetest manner. And that’s such a breath of fresh air—aspirational, even.

As a means to get to know each other, your Destined Person is likely to hang out at ‘innocent’ places with you. You could have lunch breaks together quite a lot hahah They could accompany you to a café; grab a baguette at a boulangerie with you; run errands ordained by your bosses; and other activities that seem work-related and unromantic that could potentially turn accidentally romantic by some higher power XD Well, maybe that Higher Power is really just your intent😉

MANIFESTING A HIGHER ROMANCE🔻💙

what signs are they receiving about you? – Red Physician (Galen of Pergamon)

how are they feeling as you’re manifesting them?? – Priestess of Luck

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Pile 3 – Unexpected Love After a Total Heartbreak

‘The miracle of our rendezvous changed the colour of my tears. You make me feel brand new and I wanna Love that’s brand new. I don’t worry about the dark night where I can’t see the Cosmos because I can see you. You are my Shinin’ Star and I wanna be your Shinin’ Star.’ – La La La Love Song by Kubota Toshinobu

unexpected rendezvous? – Queen of Cups Rx

Some time in the future, you’ll have your heart broken by someone who’s irresponsible—prolly downright callous and even narcissistic. The whole experience is very likely to break you apart, leaving you traumatised and may even find it difficult to trust again. In some ways, you could be questioning your worth, wondering why nobody loved you the way you wanted.

‘I asked for snuggles, but all I got are struggles…!’ kind of frustration LMAO In many ways, you could’ve given up on the idea of love and romance. You’d given so much of yourself but got nothing in return—if anything, you got garbage and mistreatment in return! So, it’s likely you’d decide to take this time for self-reflection and building a connection with yourself. But that instead is the magical part!

On the way towards healing and loving yourself, very IMMEDIATELY the Universe sends you a match who’ll answer all of your prayers! By ‘immediately’, I really mean immediately! Like, straight away you will meet your Destined Person to replace all of the heartache you’ve sustained up until that point in your Life! Dang! The manifestation works way too fast it may take you by surprise! <3

ah, courtship! – VI The Lovers

Well, yes, for some of you reading this, the manifestation of your Destined Person could be in the flesh immediately. For some of you tho, this could mean ‘meeting’ your Destined Person in the spirit first! It could be that you begin to wake up to the notion of Soulmates (even Twin Flames, hopefully the real notions of it, if you are a Twin Flame indeed). If you’re meeting your Destined Person in the spirit first…

Their aenergy could come to haunt you regularly in the forms of…let’s see:

angel numbers (this could get persistent!); repeatedly seeing names, numbers and symbols that make you wonder if these signs are related to their identity in the physical realm; coming across memes, quotes and tarot readings online that seem to redirect your attention to this notion of a higher romance—a spiritual kind of Love; aaand receiving messages while seeing glimpses of them in your dreams~

For those that’ll manifest immediately in the physical, you’ll notice—immediately—that your Destined Person is the complete opposite of whoever caused your heartbreak in the first place. That in itself will be very healing for you because, immediately, you’ll believe in Love again—maybe even in the goodness of the Lord, as the religious ones would say LMAO

Basically, your Destined Person is like a mirror-Soul to yours and by this point in your spiritual evolution, you’ll have been able to tell what’s trauma bonding and what’s a real empathetic bond based on kindness and mutual compassion ^o<

adoration ON – Knight of Pentacles

Oh! Seriously, let me just say first that you need to watch or at least find clips of Long Vacation drama on YouTube. Your Destined Person’s aenergy feels quite similar to the main guy, Sena. Very kind and caring, responsible but shy while being quite a tough and stubborn male character LMAO Your Destined Person feels very much like this part of Sena’s personality. He has a lot of compassion for the people around him but especially you, after knowing what kind of bullshit you’ve had to brave through all alone T.Tv

In many ways, they respect you a lot for your strength and courage! They feel like they could learn a lot from you. As much as they admire you in this way, they also want to be the person who babies you—they want to be allowed to take care of you. They will seriously, and carefully, endeavour to make you feel safe, nurtured, cared for…they just…really, really want to keep you safe, feeling secure in the connection. They want you to trust them wholeheartedly and will show through cute little actions how dependable they are. They will plan cute dates with you, all for you to simply have a good time <3

This person is the type that fantasises about having a Life with you, and they’re serious enough, responsible enough to truly plan everything out. Something in you—something very cute in you—motivates them to become a bigger, stronger, more dependable version of themselves! Even if you identified as a demure character and your Destined Person were the more cheerful one, they’d still think of you as the Sunshine in their Life~☀️

MANIFESTING A HIGHER ROMANCE🔻🧡

what signs are they receiving about you? – Green Geographer (Gerardus Mercator)

how are they feeling as you’re manifesting them?? – Priestess of Fertility

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let me kiss you

summary: after waiting for the right moment, you finally get to kiss your lover on the lips for the first time note: my canva and grammarly are both down so i can't do the requests today 😭 but hihi omg omg omg im sorry if it's bad okay i tried tags: gender neutral, fluff and maybe suggestive or ITS VERY SUGGESTIVE HONESTLY 😭 recent works: i'm not jealous !! (savanaclaw x gn!reader) & octavinelle with a fischl like female reader! & to my beloved (octavinelle x gn!s/o)

༉‧₊˚. look at me: now don't go hiding your face from him after pulling off such trick 😭 before you could even run away, his hands wrapped around your waist and already pulling you in for another kiss - lips pressing against each other somewhat aggressive + you could feel your blood rushing through your veins, legs almost giving up causing you to hold on to his neck and after what seems like hours - you both took a step back to take in a deep breath 😮‍💨 you just want to give him a peck why did it escalated so far? not that you are complaining 🧍🏻‍♀️

— trey clover, LEONA KINGSCHOLAR, jade leech, vil schoenheit, MALLEUS DRACONIA (im on the floor)

༉‧₊˚. kiss me again: at first they would be stunned but they would hold your cheek gently, letting yourself sink into his embrace before your lips brushed against his so tenderly - feeling his hands caressing your hand in circles and your body start feeling warm over as he slowly inched towards you until your foreheads are touching + whispering "kiss me again?" in the softest voice and you couldn't help but swoop in and give him a fleeting kiss 😚 beware of this greedy man because he will and can sneak and give you a lot of kisses every time you would see each other 😍

— cater diamond, ruggie bucchi, FLOYD LEECH, JAMIL VIPER, rook hunt, lilia vanrouge

༉‧₊˚. am i dreaming?: now this man hasn't felt the touch of someone in a romantic way !! he knew that he is brave to do pda stuff with you is when he is dreaming 🛌 so the moment you pecked them - they would start to malfunction very much 🤯 and start mumbling like "this is not another dream right?" and you had never seen him in such mess before so take it easy on them + would be hesitant in asking you but after taking in some courage he will hold your hand and look you in the eyes very determined - i've never done this before. i’m probably not going to be great at it and that is okay because you are trying it together !! his first time initiating it might not be perfect but for sure it won't be the last time 🫡 after all, practice makes perfect 🤩

— riddle rosehearts, ACE TRAPPOLA, kalim al asim, epel felmier, SILVER

༉‧₊˚. speechless: oh great heavens help this guy because one moment he would be talking your ear off and the other second he is just all stunned and speechless, staring at you in shock 😳 + his face and ears are a shader (lighter/darker) due to him blushing and what after seems like an eternity he finally realized that you actually kissed him + would ask you to do it again for one time, then it will become two times until you spend the whole afternoon showering him with kisses and he will wear it as a medal if your lipstick / lipgloss is visible all over his face 🤩

— deuce spade, jack howl, azul ashengrotto, IDIA SHROUD, SEBEK ZIGVOLT

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Never Alone

paring: Bradley Bradshaw x female!IC!reader (callsign Nike )

wordcount: ca. 3700 (only because this will be a multi-part thing XD)

synopsis: When Bradley stumbles out of the Hard Deck with a pretty tag chaser he has a plan for the night. Take her home, fuck her, kick her out. Not that this was something he did often but with the stress at work he needed to let off some steam. That is until he hears someone crying and his night takes a turn he hadn't expected at all.

note: I initially intended to post the whole thing (currently at almost 12000 words 🤯 ), but I really wanted to post a new piece and since I started a lot of new WIP instead of finishing something I thought this would be a good idea. Also, my Rooster debut so to speak (you can thank @mynameismckenziemae for this one. The fact that Rooster is the hero in this one is kind of on her 😅 . Thanks for helping me decide and for listening to my rambles on the regular. I am really thankful for the support) and I hope you all like it. And you know that navy inaccuracies are a given with my stuff, but this time I went a bit more ham than usual. The role of IC (Incident Commander) is existing in crisis and natural disaster management but fuck if I know if some work for the Navy. I made all of that up for the sake of the plot. Don't like that, please skip this one. And last but not least, yes this is yet again very self-indulgent stuff and it will get only worse with the next part, so if you don't like it, click off 😘

Trigger Warning(If I forgot something or you want me to add to the list, my inbox is wide open. You are responsible for your media consumption, so proceed with caution, you know the drill): plus-size!reader, military/navy inaccuracies, non-canon (not even sure if this is canon compliant so, take that as you will), allusion to trauma/dissociative episode, written by a non-native speaker

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When Bradley stumbles out of the Hard Deck with a pretty tag chaser on his arm he knows how this is gonna end. Take her home, have some fun and then kick her out. He wasn't one to indulge often, but considering how Maverick had been on his ass during training all week, he really needed to let off some steam. His arms were wrapped around her waist, lips wandering over her neck as he manoeuvred her back towards his Bronco until he stopped in his tracks.

There it was again. He had almost missed it with the busty brunette giggling into his ear, but he was sure that he heard right. "Hey Casanova, I am down here", she puts a hand on his cheek to pull his focus back to her," You wanted to show me a good time, remember?" But Rooster couldn't focus on the way her hands were roaming his body or the way she began to kiss his jaw, leaving a trace of lipgloss in her wake. "Didn't you hear that? Someone's crying" "That's just a girl who got what you promised me", she retorts, but it only makes him cringe. If this is how she imagined the sound of a consenting couple, he sure as fucking hell didn't want her in his bed.

Untangling himself from her limbs he walked over to the dark place next to a huge palm tree. The curled-up figure was barely visible in the shadows, but the sniffling was getting louder the closer he walked. "Hey what about me?", the woman whines, stomping her high heel sandal-clad foot on the ground. "Go in and find yourself another set of tags", he growls back annoyed, regretting the tone of his voice and the volume the moment he sees the figure flinch.

This was bad.

For a moment he wondered if he should call Phoenix or even Penny to make sure he wasn't doing more damage than good, but then he saw how a ring caught the light from the Hard Deck entrance. He knows that ring. The silver laurel branches that are winding around a delicate finger. He has seen it more than once.

"Nike?", he freezes for a moment unable to compute the situation. He had been at the Hard Deck all night and was sure he would have spotted you in the crowd. Not to mention that you weren't one for bars. You said as much yourself whenever one of the others had invited you for an evening out. "Hey Nike, it's me. Rooster", he tries to make himself small as he approaches, not wanting to intimidate you, voice soft and gentle. "Are you...", he begins before he stops himself. Was he really just about to ask you if you were ok? It's so goddamn fucking obvious that you are not, so he settles for something else. "What happened, Nike?" You were still sitting there, legs pulled close to your body, head resting on your knees as you cried. He moved another step closer when you suddenly looked up at him as if only now you realised that someone was there. "Rooster?"

Your chest was heaving, your fingers nervously drumming on your kneecaps while you tried to focus on him, clearly struggling with the situation "Yeah. It's me. Shall I call someone?", he asked and as soon as he mentioned the call you began frantically shaking your head, reaching a trembling hand out to him to grab the wrist of the hand that was about to reach into his pocket. "No, please don't" He pulls his hand back out of his pocket and lifts it up in the air to signal surrender. "Ok, I'm not"

Bradley only knows you as IC. The woman for the impossible jobs and who you call when shit hit the fan and you need someone to fix it. A woman tough as nails and level-headed who always has a backup plan for the backup plan to make sure you got your people home safe and you were fucking brilliant at it. They named you after the goddess of victory for a reason. Whenever he was on a mission you were responsible for he felt a lot calmer and he knew he wasn't the only one. People trusted your competence and your judgement. They trusted you.

Hell, you were probably the only person on planet Earth to tell Admiral Simpson no if you thought something was a shitty idea and lived to tell the tale.

"Then say what you need Nike. Please?", he pleads feeling completely helpless. He has never seen you so utterly terrified and there is a feeling rising in his chest that makes him want to knock on the door of whoever left you so scared and very impolitely beat the shit out of them. You loosen the grip on his wrist and let your hand glide down his arm until yours is in his and he gives you a reassuring squeeze. Even with his fingers wrapped around yours, he can feel the trembling. When you finally answer him your voice is barely above a whisper. "A place to stay"

He didn't need to hear anything else. He just nodded and pulled you up by the hand that was still clinging to his own. Your feet were wobbly and the heels didn't make it any better. His eyes wandered over you, assessing whether there was any injury that he had to be mindful of before he let go of your hand for a second, the terror lighting back up in your eyes immediately. "It's ok, Nike. I am here", his voice is low and raspy as he places one hand on your back and bends down, placing the other under your knees to pick you up bridal style. He felt the way your body seemed to relax in his hold, face buried in his neck as he rested his head on yours before he murmured into your hair. "Let's get you home"

At a red light on the drive to his place he looks down where your hand is still holding his, his thumb gently petting the back of your hand while your head rested on his shoulder. In all the years of knowing you, he's never seen you so close to someone else. You usually prefer to keep people out of your personal space. It was something everyone on base respected and that makes him wonder.

You were so strong, so resourceful and intelligent. You had seen so much shit in your life and 9 times out of ten they called you in when it already hit the fan, so you were no stranger to working under immense pressure, the lives of people depending on the shots you were calling. How could someone bring you into a position where you would be so utterly terrified that it'd push you into a state that looked like a full-blown anxiety attack?

Considering the pretty dress, the heels and your by now smudged make-up it was likely you'd been out today and since bars and clubs are not your scene, he figures it must have been a restaurant. The thought that someone treated you so badly was infuriating him. You had dedicated your life to protecting people, making sure that they get back home to their families and loved ones unharmed. To treat someone like you bad enough to send you spiralling called for a grade-A asshole and a part of him hoped you'd tell him the name later. He would gladly pay that asshat a visit and he would bet, the rest of the dagger squad would happily tag along.

It's not much later when he puts the Bronco in park in front of his house, feeling the way you instantly stiffen next to him. "I'll go ahead and open the door", your grip around his hand tightens even more. You are holding on to him for dear life. Bradley Bradshaw was your lifeline right now and to be someone you trusted so much filled his heart with pride. He only wished he would have found out under different circumstances.

"I'll be right back, Nike", he hears you stifle a sob while you tremble. Whether it's the chill night air or your fear, he is not quite sure and so he leans to the side to press a gentle kiss on your forehead. "You tell me when you are ready", he adds, pulling you into an embrace as the two of you sit here in his car. He'd stay here with you for hours if you needed it. "Promise you'll come back" "I promise", he looks down at you and you nod. Letting go of his hand so he can get out of the car. Brad cannot remember any other time when he ran up the steps to his house this fast, unlocking the door and grabbing the quilt from his couch before he gets right back to you.

Seeing the way your eyes light up when you see him as he opens the car door makes his heart soar and ache at the same time. "Told you, I'd come for you Nike", he steps closer and gently places the blanket around your shoulders and when he picks you up again he feels how you instantly melt into his embrace. "I'll always come for you"

He tried to kick his front door closed as quietly as he could to not spook you even more and kept the lights off too as he made his way to his bedroom. From there he goes into the en-suite and sits you down on the counter. "Blanket on or off?" "Off" He nods, taking the colourful patchwork off of your shoulders and throwing it in the corner where he usually stores his dirty laundry. He could deal with that some other time. "I'll turn on my bedside lamp in the other room. Close your eyes and I’ll tell you when to look”, he was looking for any sign that you needed another moment but you nodded.

So he turns around and walks into his bedroom, turning on the lamp and throwing the next best piece of fabric over it to dim the light. It was enough to see something but not too much on your eyes that had probably gotten used to the darkness outside. "You can open your eyes", he says, turning back to look at you, eyes wandering over you for a moment to see if there was any injury that he had missed in the darkness outside the Hard Deck but he couldn't find anything. On his way back to you he rummaged around in his drawer, finding a Phillies jersey that could fit you if the dress wasn't comfortable enough for you to sleep in.

"I'm back", he announces himself and sees how your entire body relaxes, shoulders lowering and fingers no longer playing nervously with your ring. "I'm gonna take your shoes off first" He throws the jersey over his shoulder before he goes down on his knees, unlacing your oxford heels, every move slow and deliberate, before he places them down on the floor under the cabinet, to get them out of the way. He is looking up at you from his crouched position. He wants to seem as non-threatening as possible for what comes next.

"Do you want to keep your dress on or change into a shirt?", he asks, taking the jersey from his shoulder and showing it to you. He sees the way you are contemplating for a long while, brow furrowed and teeth sinking into your lower lip before you reach out for the worn-out material. It's soft and you are digging your fingers into the material and holding onto it the way you'd been holding onto his hand. Holding on for dear life.

"Want me to stay or wait outside?", he asks, not wanting to put you into a worse situation than you are already in. Damn, he wished you would have allowed him to get Phoenix or Penny, then this would have been not as bad by a long shot. You are quiet for a while and he wonders if you've drifted off again the way he found you in front of the Hard Deck, but then your gaze finds his and you take a deep breath. "Can you help with the zipper?" "Of course"

He gets up and watches you jump off the counter, your stance much more stable now that the heels are off. It's more the look he's used of you and it gives him the feeling that he's at least doing something right here. You turn around, his jersey still pressed to your chest, looking down at the washed-out red and white fabric as if it gave you some form of solace. Bradley takes a step closer, his eyes searching yours in the mirror to make sure you know what would come next and when you give him a nod he reaches out his hand, gently pulling down the zipper. Underneath the fabric is some sort of underdress all laced up with a pretty bow. Fuck. He would have never taken you for the corset-wearing type of gal.

You let the dress slide down to the floor before you pull his jersey over your head. He wants to help you to smooth it down your body but you shake your head and his hands are off immediately. "Sorry" "No...Can you untie...?" This time he's the one nodding, letting his hands glide under the fabric, pulling at the laces to undo the bow and then loosening them enough so you could let it glide down your body too and step out. The pile of fabric, tulle and boning is on the floor and he sees that you attempt to lean down, your hand on the counter for balance in order to pick your clothes up but he's faster. "Thank you" “I can put this on a hanger for you”, he nods over to where he usually stores his drying shirts. “There are loops...”, you start and he easily finds them, placing them on the hanger's hooks before he puts them on the clothes rail. As his eyes wander over the dress, he's wondering for a moment who you had met to doll up like this. "Anything else?"

He sees the way you are thinking, fighting with yourself "Whatever it is, if I can do it, I will" "Can you help with the stockings?" You don't meet his eye, probably embarrassed to make yourself vulnerable in front of a coworker like this but right now Rooster doubts that there is anything in this world he wouldn't do for you.

So for the second time tonight, Bradley Bradshaw lets himself fall onto his knees, feeling your hand on his shoulder for support while both hands are smoothing up your calf to your knee and under the jersey, feeling where the nylon ended so he could pull it down for you. His eyes are glued to the ground to make this at least a little less awkward for you. Once the fabric is gone, he switches to the other side and repeats the same movement before he looks up at you, the bunched-up material ending up under the sink next to your shoes.

"You good, Nike?", he asks, eyes searching your face for any sign that he's overstepped but all he finds is that gentle expression of fondness on your face, not quite a smile but considering the circumstances, Bradley would settle for this. You give him a small nod, hand moving from his shoulder closer to the crook of his neck, fingers lingering on his scars and Brad couldn't help but close his eyes at the gentle touch, willing his body to stay perfectly still to not destroy this moment of peace. Not for you and not for him. "Thank you Rooster", he's had your voice in his ear so often, assertive and commanding, but now your voice was gentle, as much a caress for him as your fingers. "For you, always", he looks up at you and for a moment he feels like the world stops turning and he wonders if given another chance at a different time, you would return to his home and allow him to prove to you that there were men out there who could treat you right.

When you finally pull back your hand he slowly moves up to stand before you, towering over you but you don't flinch. Bradley Bradshaw doesn't make you feel you need to and he cannot help but feel a pride rising in his chest that of all people, you chose him to put your trust in. "Now let's get you into bed", he steps to the side, letting you walk past him with his hand hovering over the small of your back. His hand wants to touch, but he doesn't want to push. Not after the night you had. That is until he realises that you are walking towards the door.

"Where do you think you are going?" "Couch" Fuck no. He would not make you sleep on that thing that was short and so worn out that it'd surely break your back. But what was even worse than the idea of you on his couch was the fact you believed that he would allow, let alone want that. Getting his hands back on you he picks you up bridal style and carries you back over to the bed. "You take the bed" "Rooster..." "No" There is a small smile playing on his lips. It reminds him of the first time he met you way back when.

You had just finished the mission briefing when Hangman suggested a change to the plans and your only reply was: "No" "What no?" "No", you looked Hangman straight in the eyes, pretty brow arched, and everyone in the room could feel the fury start to simmer in Hangman's veins at the way you're dismissing him and his points so easily. "No is a complete sentence, Lieutenant Seresin. Considering your reputation as base casanova I was hoping you'd understand the concept" That was the moment Rooster knew that he liked you.

Rooster was a navy guy and could sleep wherever, even on the hardwood floor if he had to, but you needed some proper rest. He lays you down on the bed as gently as possible and when he straightens his back he sees the expression on your face. It's such a wild swirl of emotions that are washing over your features, ever-changing like the ocean, that he doesn't know what to expect next, but it sure as hell wasn't this. "I'm scared of being alone"

He knows that this is far more than a simple statement. It is your way to ask for him to stay, to have him around for your comfort. It's not like he doesn't want to, but there is a part of him that wonders if this would be something you'd come to regret the next morning. He had always known you as someone who loved her personal space, avoiding even handshakes whenever you could. He had his hands all over you tonight and he didn't want to push his luck, but then he saw your pleading eyes and he smiled down at you. "I'll just get into some comfortable clothes and then I'm right back", he leans down and presses a soothing kiss to your forehead. He couldn't remember the last time he had been this soft around someone and yes, the circumstances were shitty at best, but there was a part of his heart that revelled in the gentleness of these moments. "Thank you, Bradley"

He has to stop himself for a moment, eyes wide with surprise as he looks at you. Never before have you used his first name. It was always Lieutenant, Bradshaw, Rooster or a combination of those three, usually depending on how pissed you were at him for fucking around with your meticulous mission plans. There was a flicker of fear that washed over your face as the realisation hit you what you just said but he reached out his hand, gently resting on your cheek, thumb caressing your skin. "No need to thank me, Nike. I am glad if I can help"

He allows himself another moment to enjoy the feeling of your soft skin against his before he pulls back and turns to grab some fresh clothes to sleep in and heads to the bathroom. His movements are hurried, almost frantic while he gets out of his clothes and ready for bed. All the while feeling a fear creeping up on him. He closed the door, to make sure to respect your boundaries but now he regretted it. It meant he couldn't check in on you, couldn't make sure that you were ok and not spiralling. Throwing his worn clothes over to the hamper without caring if he actually hit or not he just pulls on his sweat pants and opens the door, muscle shirt still in hand as he walks into the bedroom and pulls it over his head.

When he reached the bed where you had curled up already, he crouched down to be on eye level with you. “Tell me what you need from me", his voice is soft and quiet as he talks, pushing a strand of hair out of your face and behind your ear. He sees how you try to sink even deeper into the pillow as if you wanted to hide from him and that makes his heart ache. "Remember Nike. Whatever you need as long as I can make it happen, you'll get it" "Can you...", your voice is barely above a whisper and when he tries to meet your gaze you turn around and scoot over on the bed to make room for him. "I just really don't want to be alone"

You feel the way the mattress is dipping under his weight but you cannot bring yourself to turn around and look him in the eye. "You are not alone Nike", his voice is close to your ear and you can feel the way his breath is fanning out over your cheek and neck. And then you surprise him when you reach behind him and take his hand to place it over your waist, your fingers interlaced with his as your thumb drummed a nervous rhythm into the palm of his hand. "You are never alone"

Part 2

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[nightcolorz]

Beyond my hope that Daniel will give Marius a colossal amount of shit in the show, I am interested to see how their first meeting will go. Daniel is Armands first and only fledgling, and he’s an old man. A baby vampire sure, and really what’s 71 years to vampires as old as him? But still, a human with visible signs of age.

ME 2 I THINK ABOUT THIS ALL THE TIME!!

I think Marius would genuinely rlly like amc Daniel and find him very charming and endearing + be so happy and fascinated that his fledgling he thought would never turn someone now has a fledgling, he’s like a proud new grandpa. I think he also, from a vampire who hates ancient vampire rules standpoint, would be delighted that Armand turned a clever old man instead of the ideal for “who should be a vampire”. And I love to think about this bcus it would make Daniel SO MAD. As much as he hates being infantilized by ancient vampires now he has to be infantilized by Mr pedo-mcfile. Omg he’d be seething,

I also think it would make Daniel rlly mad that Marius is infinitely more self aware then the vampires Daniel is used to interviewing so while Daniel is trying to use his asshole reporter tactics to get under his skin and give him those Louis style 😦 gasp!! Memory is a monster indeed Daniel 🤯🤯 moments, Marius is just like 😁 hehe yess I am a pedophile and I’m attracted to young boys 🙏 yes I know I did everything wrong with Armand and I fucked him up real bad 🥺 heart break emoji. Yeah I am a rlly bad person I feel so bad ☹️😣. And Daniels like FUCK OFF JUST HAVE A REVELATION ALREADY U STUPID SHIT

[forabeatofadrum]

Hello and El WooWoo! @artsyunderstudy and @you-remind-me-of-the-babe tagged me on Sunday, but that day was moving day so I didn't have time to post. And then Monday and Tuesday AND today was more moving stuff so folks, I skipped SSS. Gasp! This was actually the first time I skipped a SSS/WW post ever since I started doing these in November 2021 (🤯). Honestly, I am not even sure how I managed to keep this "streak" going for so long.

ANYWAY. FIC. It's Pride Month, my dudes, and I have a pride themed chapter planned for Ljubili se. I've had this planned since I started outlining the story and it would be ideal if I were to post it in actual pride month, but alas. The Pride(TM) chapter is chapter 11. I posted chapter 9 a week ago or so BUT I HAVE NOTHING FOR CHAPTER 10 YET.

Ah well, at least I am not a big company. I'm fine with posting pride stuff after June. Here's some of the Pride(TM) chapter, though:

Blaine follows Kurt, Santana and Dani. Dani and Santana are chatting happily. They've already done some pregaming at Dani's place and they are very happy because of it. The outside doesn't look too flashy, apart from the string with little pride flags that's decorating the building. There are so many of them and it's colourful. It's Blaine's first time going to a gay bar and he hates that he wishes that it weren't so obvious. He loves the flags, truly, but he's very aware that everyone around him will be able to see what place he's entering. "You okay?" Kurt asks, "We can still go and watch a movie." Dani and Santana don't waste time. They enter the bar without a second thought and Blaine looks up to the flags again. Isn't this the point? Doesn't he want visibility? He's come out to Santana and Rachel. He's planning on telling his family. He's nervous, truly, but he also definitely wants this. Yes, people will see where he's going, but he wants to be here. He grabs Kurt's hand and the two of them follow Dani and Santana inside.

Does anyone have a fun title for a gay bar?

And now, the weather: @quizasvivamos @coffeegleek @caramelcoffeeaddict @raenestee @tectonicduck @nightimedreamersworld @urban-sith @bookish-bogwitch @confused-bi-queer @that-disabled-princess @special-bc-ur-part-of-it @larkral @cutestkilla ​ @wellbelesbian ​ @facewithoutheart ​ @shrekgogurt @rockitmans @bitbybitwrites @whatevertheweather @theotherhufflepuff @shame-is-a-wasted-emotion @esilher @kurtsascot @blackberrysummerblog @nightimedreamersghost @ivelovedhimthroughworse @thnxforknowingme

[jujutsusimp]

Yo just wanted to compliment you on your smaus. They are really good, definitely the most in-character I've seen on Tumblr, and really well written. And the fact that English isn't your first language? 🤯 Anyways yeah really good stuff!!!

Thank you so so much for your kind words!!! It really means a lot to me.

As for the fact English is not my first language, I think it's visible with the abbreviation and slang. I know a couple but not much. Initially, I wanted some of the chara like Toji to have a more broken writing but it's too difficult for me.

I am also using quillbot to help me check for obvious mistakes. For example I often write "loose" instead of "lose" 😅

Anyway, I am glad if it's not super obvious when we read them now and that people enjoy it! Thank you for taking the time to send this nice message Sariahael you made my day <3

[ladymerlin-lab]

ANGRY MERLIN

Merlin: Stop already! I am darkness, I am power, I am your worst nightmare. I could kill a man in more ways than you can imagine. I am the night, I am fury, I am a weapon, I am-

Ban *visibly swallows*: ...

Elizabeth, smiling: A cinnamon roll🥰🥰

Escanor, smiling: A sweetheart.❤❤❤

Meliodas, grinning: A baby girl💕

Merlin: ...

Merlin, trying not to blush: ...please stop.

Ban😲🤯: What the hell just happen!?

[africanethereal]

As January Comes to an End

Honestly, it feels like 2023 started yesterday, I don't understand where the first 30 days have gone.

I've been so blessed. I am so blessed.

I haven't been keeping up on here, tbh I just post sporadically 😂 but I'll probably start posting weekly.

In 2023 I plan to be more intentional and soft.

Life updates:

I live alone! I love my place, it's my first apartment solo, and it's literally my dream home. It's the best Birthday present I've ever received, thank you universe.

I started my own business! I love being my own boss and working with other women entrepreneurs 🥰 I'm continuously growing and up-leveling. Visibility is my current challenge as a super introvert.

I finished the coursework for my post-MSc certification! Woot Woot! It was a lot of work and I'm super proud of myself for upskilling! I am now a Certified Online Business Manager! 🤯

🥳🥳🥳

I'm super excited to continue to glow in February and work with more women entrepreneurs!

I never thought I would be helping other women set up and manage their businesses, but here I am, doing the Lord's work 🤣

So excited about all the elevation of 2023!

From Corporate Barbie to Ethereal Entrepreneur 💖

[cyclist-of-guilt]

Aaa- 😩 so! 😏 finally! 🙂 you've come! 🙂 I 😐  hadn't 🥴 pictured you like this. 🤨But,   ooh well, 🥴 I suppose, 🤔 that eeeeven 😯 in  DEATH, 😲 WARRIORS 😡 AND MIIIIINERS 🤬 don't   mix. 😌 But I prefer 😒you-to-a 🥹 VALKYRIE!  🤯 I am 🙂 pleaaased. 🫠 Hurry 😗 up! 😚 I think he takes you for death itself! 👵 Poor idiot! 🧐 I'd be only too   happy to be his death, if it helped my cause. 🧐 Liar!! 👧 It won't take long. 🧐 A few questions, at the most. 🧐 For pity's sake, 😩 no riddles! 😓 I've  been 🥴 CRAWLING AROUND THIS CAGE 🤬 for   weeks 🥹 now. 🤨 So spaaare me 😅 you little  guessing games, 🤬 Just take me 😣 AWAY! 🤪 I'll grant your wish. 🧐 But first, you must help me! 🧐  I haven't come just for you. 🧐 I must destroy Albereerh, 🧐 your torturer. 🧐 Oh! 😲 God of Gods! 🥹 Thank you! 🤓 And so, 🙂 FOR US  😐 we revolutionarieees, 🫡 does 🤔 death 😑 advance   🤠 by leaning 🤔 on the arm of 😬 JUS TICE? 🤪 I'll help you, 🤭 deadly SPIRIT! 😝 with 🙂 ZEAL   🤪 and with 🤨 JOY! 😱 But in return 😏 ssSSWEAR  🤬 that you'll give me 😤 the gift of 😡 sleep. 🥹 I swear it. 🧐 Why does Albereerh needs Chrysoberhyl, so? 🧐 That 😯 mmMMONSTER! 😨 that 😣  TURNCOAT! 😖 He has managed 🤖 to   create 🤓 a 😳 philoshopher's  egg. 😰 Any metal 🤓 which   is 😟 PLUNGED 😤 INTO IT 😡 turns to 😐 goooold! 🥹 But the egg, 😨 must be 🙄 completely covered   with 😡 Chrysoberyl 🤬 for this to happen. 🤓 Now! 😌 The stone 🥴 concentraAaAtes 🤪 energeeee   🇫🇷🗿 and makes 🙃 anything enveloped 🤨  in its 😒 SHARDS 😲 indistructable. 🥺   The egg ☹ accomplishes the 😟 miracle! 🥹 HOWEVER! 🤓 each 😌 magical 😡 OPERATION 🤬 wears   out 😖 the eggs 😐 prrrrrecious 🤪 shell! 🤓 That is why, 🤬 Alberish 👿 makes the   Nibelungen 😡 DIG UNCEASINGLY! 🤬 It is a rare  gem indeed. 🥹 What hope can there be 😣 in a   world 🙂 where dwarves 🤔 send other dwarves  😐 into the mines 🥴 for a 🤪 little metal? 🥺 Tell me again, 🧐 What must I do to reach Albereerh? 🧐 You have a 🤓 DAUNTING TASK 💀 ahead of you. 😏  Like all 😵 DICK 😳 TATORS, 😲 he's a 😟 COWARD! 😩 He   will not come down. 😒 The Nibelungen? 🤔  Don't count on them 😡 to help you out. 😐  I've 🤓 devoted my 🙃 life 😐 to them, 😵  and did what I could 😡 TO GET THEM TO   REBEL! 🤬 BUT IN VAIN! 🗿 To them, 🤨 I'm 🙂 just  A FREAK 🤬 to be 😒 LAUGHED AT! 😡 during their   break 🥴 time. 😏 They've 😯 bent oVeR BaCkWaRdS  🫣 toooo protect that 😑 MEGALOMANIAC CREEP! 🤬   YoOoOu won't even be 🙄 YoOoOu won't even be able 🤔  to get 🙂 close to him. 😆 The only solution is 🙂 TO   KILL THEM, KILL THEM ALL! 🤩 Believe me, 😊 it pains  me to 😐 admit it, 🤨 but my peopoawll 🤯 are damned,   🤓 fallen, 🥺 willingly enslaved. 😼 May they 👀 disappear, 😆 and   their 😑 sorry story 🥺 with them! 😊 But for Alberish, 😏 that 😬 wouldn't   be 🥱 enough! 🙂 As long as the machines  work, 😞 he'll remain 😳 IN-VISIBLE! 🤬 You   must seize 😊 Loge's Tear from the 🤪 MINE'S  ENERGIZING 😱 heart. 😍 The infamous 🤔 Tear 😲 of   the 😏 ANCIENT 😳 fire 😏 spirit, 😦 who has  himself 😟 been enslaved! 😨 Anything that   aspires to 😰 subjugation 🙂 is food for tyranny! 🤬 Fire! 😡 The Dwarves! 👿 And now, 😞 the stone… 🥹  I wonder, sometimes. 🥺 Should we perhaps  loathe more weakness 🤬 more than brute force? 🥺   Drown the dwarves in the 🙄 abyss 😟 of their  😲 IDOLATRY! 🤬 Take the Tear, 🤓 confront   Alberish. 🙂 The time has come! 😲 Keep your  word! 😳 Appease my 😒 ToOorMeEnted SoOoul. 🤪 You shall therefore be freed, by a serf. 🧐 From one slave, to another. 🧐  You have helped me, and for this I thank you. 🧐 With the compliments, of Logah. 🧐 Aaaah! 😩  Oorh! 😤 🔥🔥🔥 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥💨💨💨

thank you gamer

[shaadwynn]

Aaa- 😩 so! 😏 finally! 🙂 you've come! 🙂 I 😐  hadn't 🥴 pictured you like this. 🤨But,   ooh well, 🥴 I suppose, 🤔 that eeeeven 😯 in  DEATH, 😲 WARRIORS 😡 AND MIIIIINERS 🤬 don't   mix. 😌 But I prefer 😒you-to-a 🥹 VALKYRIE!  🤯 I am 🙂 pleaaased. 🫠 Hurry 😗 up! 😚 I think he takes you for death itself! 👵 Poor idiot! 🧐 I'd be only too   happy to be his death, if it helped my cause. 🧐 Liar!! 👧 It won't take long. 🧐 A few questions, at the most. 🧐 For pity's sake, 😩 no riddles! 😓 I've  been 🥴 CRAWLING AROUND THIS CAGE 🤬 for   weeks 🥹 now. 🤨 So spaaare me 😅 you little  guessing games, 🤬 Just take me 😣 AWAY! 🤪 I'll grant your wish. 🧐 But first, you must help me! 🧐  I haven't come just for you. 🧐 I must destroy Albereerh, 🧐 your torturer. 🧐 Oh! 😲 God of Gods! 🥹 Thank you! 🤓 And so, 🙂 FOR US  😐 we revolutionarieees, 🫡 does 🤔 death 😑 advance   🤠 by leaning 🤔 on the arm of 😬 JUS TICE? 🤪 I'll help you, 🤭 deadly SPIRIT! 😝 with 🙂 ZEAL   🤪 and with 🤨 JOY! 😱 But in return 😏 ssSSWEAR  🤬 that you'll give me 😤 the gift of 😡 sleep. 🥹 I swear it. 🧐 Why does Albereerh needs Chrysoberhyl, so? 🧐 That 😯 mmMMONSTER! 😨 that 😣  TURNCOAT! 😖 He has managed 🤖 to   create 🤓 a 😳 philoshopher's  egg. 😰 Any metal 🤓 which   is 😟 PLUNGED 😤 INTO IT 😡 turns to 😐 goooold! 🥹 But the egg, 😨 must be 🙄 completely covered   with 😡 Chrysoberyl 🤬 for this to happen. 🤓 Now! 😌 The stone 🥴 concentraAaAtes 🤪 energeeee   🇫🇷🗿 and makes 🙃 anything enveloped 🤨  in its 😒 SHARDS 😲 indistructable. 🥺   The egg ☹ accomplishes the 😟 miracle! 🥹 HOWEVER! 🤓 each 😌 magical 😡 OPERATION 🤬 wears   out 😖 the eggs 😐 prrrrrecious 🤪 shell! 🤓 That is why, 🤬 Alberish 👿 makes the   Nibelungen 😡 DIG UNCEASINGLY! 🤬 It is a rare  gem indeed. 🥹 What hope can there be 😣 in a   world 🙂 where dwarves 🤔 send other dwarves  😐 into the mines 🥴 for a 🤪 little metal? 🥺 Tell me again, 🧐 What must I do to reach Albereerh? 🧐 You have a 🤓 DAUNTING TASK 💀 ahead of you. 😏  Like all 😵 DICK 😳 TATORS, 😲 he's a 😟 COWARD! 😩 He   will not come down. 😒 The Nibelungen? 🤔  Don't count on them 😡 to help you out. 😐  I've 🤓 devoted my 🙃 life 😐 to them, 😵  and did what I could 😡 TO GET THEM TO   REBEL! 🤬 BUT IN VAIN! 🗿 To them, 🤨 I'm 🙂 just  A FREAK 🤬 to be 😒 LAUGHED AT! 😡 during their   break 🥴 time. 😏 They've 😯 bent oVeR BaCkWaRdS  🫣 toooo protect that 😑 MEGALOMANIAC CREEP! 🤬   YoOoOu won't even be 🙄 YoOoOu won't even be able 🤔  to get 🙂 close to him. 😆 The only solution is 🙂 TO   KILL THEM, KILL THEM ALL! 🤩 Believe me, 😊 it pains  me to 😐 admit it, 🤨 but my peopoawll 🤯 are damned,   🤓 fallen, 🥺 willingly enslaved. 😼 May they 👀 disappear, 😆 and   their 😑 sorry story 🥺 with them! 😊 But for Alberish, 😏 that 😬 wouldn't   be 🥱 enough! 🙂 As long as the machines  work, 😞 he'll remain 😳 IN-VISIBLE! 🤬 You   must seize 😊 Loge's Tear from the 🤪 MINE'S  ENERGIZING 😱 heart. 😍 The infamous 🤔 Tear 😲 of   the 😏 ANCIENT 😳 fire 😏 spirit, 😦 who has  himself 😟 been enslaved! 😨 Anything that   aspires to 😰 subjugation 🙂 is food for tyranny! 🤬 Fire! 😡 The Dwarves! 👿 And now, 😞 the stone… 🥹  I wonder, sometimes. 🥺 Should we perhaps  loathe more weakness 🤬 more than brute force? 🥺   Drown the dwarves in the 🙄 abyss 😟 of their  😲 IDOLATRY! 🤬 Take the Tear, 🤓 confront   Alberish. 🙂 The time has come! 😲 Keep your  word! 😳 Appease my 😒 ToOorMeEnted SoOoul. 🤪 You shall therefore be freed, by a serf. 🧐 From one slave, to another. 🧐  You have helped me, and for this I thank you. 🧐 With the compliments, of Logah. 🧐 Aaaah! 😩  Oorh! 😤 🔥🔥🔥 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥💨💨💨

At first I thought "shit, now these bots can spam your asks too," but then ALBERISH

THIS IS SO CLEVER NONNY THANK YOU 😆😆😆

[fluentinchaos]

Nicky membranes: a sequel featuring bird people

Once upon a time (10 minutes ago) I wrote about nictitating membranes on birds. Now I’m putting on my writer’s cap (one of those multicoloured hats with the propeller on the top) and bringing out my world building tools (an inflated toy hammer and ibuprofen).

Avians. Angels. Archangels. I don’t care what you call them, I’m talking about Bird Boys. Flapper Folk. Feathered Fuckers. Them Man with Burd Wings. Squawkers in the form of Homo sapiens (alternatively, Homo erectus).

I’m SAYING that more-human-than-bird birdfolk may also have a need for nictitating membranes (every time I write that damn word, someone somewhere dies from the absurdity) because, well, they’re flying. And, thus, unless they be blinking a lot (every bird ever: 😧) then they’d be needing nicky membranes.

Eyelids: poo, make you blind for 0.2 seconds, not transparent, cannot see through, thick, ugly, poo poo, terrible 👎🤬😰😫🙄🥱🤮

Nicky membranes: transparent, can see through, visibility 100% throughout blinking process, thin, lovely, sleek, elegant ✨🥰😍❤️❤️‍🔥😚😩🤯

But for real though, human eyes are definitely not equipped to deal with the brutal, destructive force of wind. Eyes v Wind, I wonder who will come out victorious with a devastating 100-0.

Humans used to have nicky membranes themselves, but we lost them because we weren’t smart enough to realise their amazing worth (nicky please come back I miss you we can talk about it nicky ple-)

OKAY SERIOUSLY THOUGH (watch me not be serious like the clown I am) nictitating membranes do the exact same job as normal eyelids, which is blink. Blinking clears away whatever is in the eyes that isn’t supposed to be there (e.g, prophetic visions of me with your mom) and ~moisturises~ the eye. While maintaining vision (quoth the Wikipedia).

Because birds-but-actually-humans (back to my initial point (fucking finally)) do be flying, having human eyes is a no go because those eyeballs would shrivel up and die.

Anyways I rest my case. I’m smart take my advice (nicky membranes + feathers-glued-onto-human creature).

Also it’s almost 1am and I’m a grandpa these days so my head dead and my brain shrivelled like raisin and that’s it goodnight folks I’ll be here whenever I decide to show up.

Peace sluts

[kmp78]

Oooooooh just wait. The US supreme court is gonna make gay sex illegal in roughly 3-4 weeks time. 🥱

Truthfully would not be shocked by this honestly. Things are so out of wack here. I generally do not discuss politics because, well, I get super heated and can't stay friends with people who support the Republican agenda. I tend to judge that person based on their political beliefs and their morals. But as an American I am floored that we are L

Allowing a Facist regim to build here in this Country. My fear isn't Trump anymore. Nope. It's that Ron Deathsantis. He is on a path to become the next President and it scares the shit out of me. He has already banned books and done all kinds of wacky shit in Florida.

HE should be feared. If he takes over we are fucked.

Well they already sacked a teacher in Florida for daring to show the students a picture of the David statue cos OMFG HIS PEEPEE IS VISIBLE!!!!! 🤯😱😵

But shoving a Cohiba into a woman's vagina in the Oval office is fine. 👍

[mikewheely]

It's been seven days, and I still don't understand how could Mike spot her from so far away, when she is hardly visible! That too lying on the ground.

The way my brain processes this information is crazy. It's like the camera is so far away, from the Cali group's POV, it means she is actually that far away. Idk, they could have shown it a bit closer where she was a bit more clearly visible. But they didn't, they showed this. So, could they be implying that, as shown before, Mike can like SENSE when she is around? Like he just KNOWS? But then I start thinking I am overanalyzing this, which I probably am, like the antis (💀). But it's still crazy though! 🤯

[xxrainbow-princessxx]

Mafia!Leo x Isabella

AU: Most of Europe’s kingdoms fell to independence and those royal families must figure out how to survive, some others decide that they still wish to rule with an iron fist as part of the criminal underworld. This is a quick one shot of Mafia!Leo x Isabella. Please note this is 18+, 🍋, NSFW and something that’s been in my drafts for a while. I am so sorry for heading off but getting married and running after the kids has been crazy 🤯

Tag list: @drakewalkerfantasy, @lorirwritesfanfic @lorircreates @kimmiedoo5 @rafasgirl23415 @texaskitten30

Leo Rys grinned towards the news camera with his dazzling, bright smile as it was announced that he was acquitted from the latest murder inquiry. “What can I say…” the 6’3” sandy haired Cordonian chuckled, “The judge called it how it was…” his lips began to curl upwards with a subtle wink, “…innocent until proven guilty!” Flanked by reporters, Leo Rys looked almost regal in his Italian designer dark navy suit, a crisp white slim fit shirt unbuttoned to his chest and his uncovered skin decorated with visible black and grey tattoos across his neck, chest and hands. Placing his aviators cockily onto his face, Leo grinned as he effortlessly jumped into the waiting Lamborghini that revved it’s engine raring to go. “You got pretty lucky this time… the new police chief is out to get you…” Liam pursed his lips as his ocean blue eyes rolled to the left to meet his brother racing towards the capital, “Next time you mightn’t…” but Leo brushed him off patting Liam’s shoulder with a laugh, “Don’t be such a worrier, being born into Royalty always did come with some perks… we just gotta keep to the plan… but first…” Leo’s sea green eyes glittered with mischief, “Drop me off at the Valtoria Estate… I have a little job for Bertrand to take care of, I hear he’s been a little lax with the merchandise lately…” Liam took the next turnoff heading east towards the estate, “Is it to do with the club?” Leo nodded, “The books aren’t adding up… you still ok to go to the airport?” Liam rolled his eyes, “Could you not send Drake?” causing Leo to laugh, “What would the fun be in that little brother? I love the fireworks…”

“Bertrand!” Leo slammed the door behind him as he entered the vast property, “Where the fuck are you, you son of a bitch?” He removed his aviators, cradling them effortlessly against his shirt as he looked around. “Boss!” Bertrand smiled, patting his shoulder, “Good to see you… I wasn’t expecting you to have been out of Court so quickly…” Leo raised his brow almost insulted by Bertrand’s comment but decided against it. “I need to ask you something…” Leo closed the distance between them both before pinning the Lord against the wall before Bertrand could react. Leo’s arm pressed against Bertrand’s throat clenching his jaw, “You better start finding out and finding out real soon who is taking the money outta the club or I’ll be comin to take it from you… do your fucking job!” Leo grinned watching as Bertrand struggled to breathe, his face turning red, then purple struggling to nod his head in agreement before barking once more “If I find out it’s going up Maxwell’s nose, I’m gonna make him regret that he was ever fucking born!” Angrily Leo pressed just a little harder before letting the exiled Lord go gasping for air, “You got to the end of today Beaumont!” Leo shouted behind him and he casually walked through the parlour.

Later that evening, Leo gathered his crew around to discuss additional business. Sitting at the head of the heavy mahogany table, he leaned back slightly in his chair, “Liam’s gonna be a bit late so we should get started…” before turning immediately to Bertrand, “You got something for me?” and with a quiet nod, Bertrand pushed the folded page across to the former Crown Prince. “We’ve taken care of it…” Bertrand narrowed his eyes towards Maxwell, as Leo read the contents “…and another consignment is due from Eastern Europe tomorrow night…” the sandy haired Cordonian nodded, “Fine…” he grunted, “But don’t let it happen again Beaumont…” Leo ran his fingers through his hair only to be interrupted by the bickering that got louder and louder. “Shut up Liam! Don’t you fucking touch me!” Isabella barked as Liam stood behind her rolling his eyes not caring what or who she screamed at, backing the Laurentian beauty into the lion’s den, her Louboutin heels clicking as she stumbled into the room that fell deathly silent. “There she is!” Leo began to grin clasping his hands together as Isabella fumed, his sea green eyes burning through to her soul. “Awww what’s up Crown Princess…” the sandy haired Cordonian leaned back in his hair with a grin, “You not happy to see me?” Isabella lunged forward towards Leo angrily but Liam and Drake stepped in holding her back as she darted towards him. Her aggression didn’t phase the intended target, only making him laugh as he stood to his feet. Leo’s strong, muscular 6’3” frame towered over the petite brunette who kept trying to break free from Liam and Drake’s grasp.

Reaching out, Leo squeezed Isabella’s cheeks with his heavily tattooed hand, “So cute when you get annoyed…” The Laurentian beauty shook her head from side to side, pulling away from Leo’s grasp, “Fuck you Leo! Go to hell! How dare you drag me in here!” The Crown Princess screamed loudly in retaliation but this just made Leo smile more, “tsk tsk baby doll…” he cooed, “You know that I don’t like it when you start being a brat….” he calmly spoke as his thumb traced against her plump lips, “You should know better…” The former Crown Prince’s sea green eyes narrowed slightly as he stared into Isabella’s eyes sadly as she continued to fight back. Only a few years prior, Leo stood in Valtoria, telling the Crown Princess how he loved her, how he would do anything for her, protecting her from everything. Now Leo extorted her father for the Crown Princess’ safety. “I’ll tell you where the money is…” Isabella’s strong, Spanish accent began to roll off of her tongue, “Once you all go fuck yourselves!” Leo’s eyes darkened immediately. Grabbing Isabella’s arm roughly pulling her from Liam and Drake’s grip, he clenched his jaw. “Get out!” He barked to those all in attendance, face reddening in anger, “Don’t fucking test me Bella… where is it!” How dare she question his authority in front of his men like that.

The Crown Princess began to smirk as Leo pressed closer towards her, cornering her against the wall, his firm hand began to trace the side of her neck, his thumb tracing her windpipe. Isabella’s dark, chocolate brown eyes widened as a strained gasp escaped her throat. The petite brunette was taken aback as his thumb delicately followed her jawline, “Kitten…” Leo lowered his voice authoritatively, “You know you gotta behave round here… I don’t wanna have to remind you what happens if you don’t…“ The Laurentian beauty knew she shouldn’t push, but as those dark chocolate brown eyes met his, they narrowed ever so slightly. “Did I not make myself clear the first time around…” the Crown Princess pursed her lips, “Go fuck yourself or are you too busy with your whores to remember how to do that?!” Leo’s jaw clenched immediately watching the petite brunette defy him once more. “Isabella…” he growled, “Stop fucking around! Where is it!” As the sandy haired Cordonian closed the gap further between them, Isabella could feel her chest tightening, she didn’t feel too brave as she caught the flicker of Leo’s eyes changing from a serene sea to a cold forest green. Isabella took a deep breath, her eyes glistening with apprehension, “It’s…” she began to quietly speak, lowering her gaze from him, “It’s in the car…”

“Atta girl…” Leo’s frown slowly dissipated as his lips curled upwards, his finger slowly tilting the Crown Princess’ chin up to meet his gaze, “See…” he began to chuckle, “Why do you need to always make things…” his thumb began to trace slowly against her lower lip, making it tingle with each small, nearly insignificant movement, “…so difficult…” Isabella’s brows furrowed, “You hijacked my car at the airport!” but Leo could only laugh, “Well beautiful… it’s this simple…” he lowered himself so his face was millimetres from hers, “… I don’t like being lied to… I really don’t like…” his voice lowered, “… finding out that you’re getting married…” he pouted slightly, “… and not even getting an invite… all over the fucking newspapers… that hurt me kitten…” Sucking in his cheeks, Leo’s fingers followed the neckline of Isabella’s black blouse, navigating it’s low cut, his finger tips barely brushing against her sternum. “…and to that bastard Rodríguez too…” Leo shook his head before effortlessly lifting the petite brunette and pining her against the wall, “Pathetic…” he growled through gritted teeth as his eyes glanced upon the 25 carat diamond that graced her delicate finger. Feeling his hand brush against hers, Isabella bit down onto her plump lower lip. She felt partly terrified but the Crown Princess felt her core beginning to ache. Her doe like chocolate brown eyes looked directly into Leo’s as he removed her most recent trinket allowing it to drop to the floor without a care in the world.

The air of silence was deafening around them, Leo’s eyes narrowed, waiting for a sign. They’d been here so many times before the uprising in the Kingdoms that the former Crown Prince knew her queues, he knew what buttons to press; Isabella was always feisty and that’s what he loved about her. As her features began to soften, Isabella’s lips slowly began to curl upwards. Her hand that Leo carefully brushed past, now had his fingers interlaced with hers, their lips crashing into one another’s. Each kiss was hungry, passionate and yearned for. The Laurentian beauty moaned quietly feeling Leo’s teeth achingly trail against her bottom lip as they finally parted. “You’re always going to be mine, aren’t you?” Leo muttered as he pressed himself harder against the petite brunette, his muscular frame tensing at her touch as her perfectly manicured fingertips traced against his chest, fumbling with the buttons on his dress shirt. “Isabella…” Leo spoke firmly, the former Crown Prince of Cordonia smouldered as his gaze was fixated on her, “I need to know…“ he traced his thumb against her bronzed cheek, “Has he touched you?” Isabella began to shake her head, “No…” she cooed, her heavy accent rolling off of her tongue, “…Only you…”

The sound of her affirmation made Leo growl deeply. Knowing she was his, and his alone took away from the sting of betrayal he felt after reading the headlines. Peppering her neck with kisses, Leo pulled at her blouse, immediately tearing the buttons from their fabric exposing her heaving chest before moving them, still tightly holding the brunette in his strong arms to delicately place her onto the heavy mahogany table. Leo loved how innocently Isabella looked up at him, her caramel curls cascading down her shoulders complimenting her olive, sun kissed skin. Her long dark eyelashes fluttered as Leo’s hands traced up the sides of her thighs, pulling her leather skirt above her waist. With a mischievous grin, Leo slowly licked his lips in anticipation, wrapping his fingers around the sides of her thong, he shimmied the lace downwards until the fabric lay in a pool on the floor. Isabella giggled quietly as Leo’s hands made their way to her hips, pulling her forward to the edge of the table, watching him drop immediately then to his knees with a groan. He took a deep breath before the sandy haired Cordonian began to pepper kisses up her thigh towards her core.

Isabella felt a shiver travel up her spine, feeling the former Crown Prince’s hot breath against her as he flattened his tongue; gasping whilst Leo began to taste her. His tongue moved excruciating slowly before sucking her sensitive clit into his mouth. The Cordonian’s eyes narrowed as he caught sight of the Crown Princess and with a smirk, he began to push one of his fingers against her entrance. Leo took so much pleasure feeling how tight she was, moving his hand back and forth, he played with her sensitive nub between his lips. Isabella reached out, her perfectly manicured fingers ran through Leo’s hair, gripping onto his sandy blonde strands. Humming against her, Leo groaned before pushing an additional finger inside, relishing how good the Laurentian beauty tasted on his tongue; sweet like honey - the former Crown Prince couldn’t help himself, coaxing her to give him more by quickening his hand movements. “So good…” he murmured against her skin, his sea green eyes watching for that exact moment the Laurentian beauty began to come undone. “Give me it all doll…” Leo began to smirk feeling Isabella’s legs tighten around his neck, his tongue lapping up her sweetness that followed. “Leo…” Isabella cooed feeling her chest tightening as her eyes closed, her heart felt as if it were racing, her grip finally loosening from his hair prompting the Cordonian to finally look up towards her.

With a raised brow, Leo brought himself to his feet to tower over the petite Crown Princess once more, his hands unbuckling his belt watching Isabella smiling seductively back at him. “It can be dangerous looking at me that way doll…” Leo spoke firmly as his fingers softly traced the side of her cheek finding their way to brush against her chestnut curls, his eyes flashing a forest green as they narrowed, “I mightn’t ever let you leave…” Isabella could feel her breath hitching at Leo’s bold statement, a part of her hoped that it was true as his hands caressed the curves of her body. The petite brunette gritted her teeth as she felt pressure against her entrance, “You’re doing so good kitten…” Leo purred into her ear, “You’re taking me so well…” as his hips moved back and forth slowly allowing the Crown Princess to become accustomed to the feeling of him inside her. His lips gently kissed the side of her neck, distracting Isabella as the tall brooding Cordonian began to thrust harder, smiling to himself as he watched those dark chocolate brown eyes rolling back, her mouth opening to release soft moans of pleasure that once again was building in the Laurentian beauty’s petite frame.

Leo’s sea green eyes were locked onto her, watching every visible cue. She felt so good sheathed around his length, how he missed the smell of jasmine that she always wore and how soft and supple her skin was. As her hips began to move forward along with Leo’s, he knew she was ready for more as he lifted her legs over his shoulders whilst laying the Crown Princess flat onto her back, thrusting into Isabella deeper. He was insatiable but feeling the petite brunette beginning to tighten around him was enough to push Leo over the edge, groaning as he finally was able to release. Leaning slowly forward, Leo’s lips found Isabella’s, kissing her softly as he whispered against them, “I’m going to fuck you over and over again…” bringing a hungry smile to Isabella’s lips before he continued, “…until I fuck a baby into you… then…” Leo’s eyes darkened more, “… you’ll be mine forever…” Isabella lay there semi naked as Leo pulled out of her core, his warm seed inside of her. The thought of staying here with him made her whole body tingle. She knew it was wrong, it was dangerous - completely illogical, but… she loved him. Parting her swollen lips, Isabella sighed, “… but I’ve always been yours…”