#I FORGOT TO PUT THE AGE HERE BUT SHE'S 19

[keiranzstuff]

> did you know? in the year 1981. the year that AUUAAHHHHAHAH /ref

[slaygentford]

ngl ten years on natasha in tws is still compelling to me i cry a little. remembering her on this day

The thing abojt Natasha in catws is that she only wears the black widow suit once and there’s only one (1) instance of her being called black widow and it’s by rumlow (evil). And the other thing about nat is that she’s thirty years old which may seem old but is not old for example those of us who were 19 in 2014…. Well. I am almost the same age as natasha black widow romanoff of catws fame. Do you know what I’m doing rn? Today I went to brunch and. A movie. Nat is 30 and should be doing brunch and a movie??? The third thing about nat is that she’s pretty off putting without trying to be she’s just sort of socially not on top of her game here. This is because fourthly and fifthly nat has generously two friends. Sixth her and Steve’s plan in a fight being literally just to jump into each others arms 👍 WHY DID THEY MAKE TJIS MOVIE!!! And then make every movie after it so so so bad. Natasha is the gamer girl of this movie she is hacking computers. She is making little movie references. She is trying to get her friend (1 of 2) to cheer up. Sixth when she gets out of the shower her hair is frizzy. HER HAIR IS FRIZZY???? She has the FUCKING arrow necklace on IM GOING TO END IT. ALL!!!! She put her hand on Nicholas j fury’s bald head. She SHOULD BE AT. PAINT AND. SIP!!!! SHE SHOULD BE AT THE GENTRIFIED DISPENSARY. She’s at first day of socialization with your coworkers lessons. Her and Steve’s strategy, I cannot stress this enough, is for her to physically jump into his arms. I forgot how old Steve is which is insane I know but I assume he’s also about thirty they should really really really be at an LL bean. we can’t bring back avengers tower. It’s too late for us, for the franchise. and yet, on the horizon, a glimmer….

[cal-flakes]

╰┈➤ bestfriend’s to lovers hc’s

warnings: nsfw mentions, mentions of violence.

: ̗̀➛ if y/n had to describe her friendship with rafe cameron, it would certainly be partners in crime.

: ̗̀➛ they’d been best of friends for years, ever since they met on the playground. he’d found her crying underneath the climbing frame because jason todd said she was ugly.

: ̗̀➛ for rafe, that was it. the was the moment he decided he was going to stick by her side forever, and he did.

: ̗̀➛ and you can put money on him going and beating the ever living shit out of jason todd for what he did. if anything, it became a life long vendetta, rafe never forgot what he did, not even by the time he and y/n turned 19.

: ̗̀➛ but nevertheless, it sealed the deal. he protected her life his life depended on it, and she’d attempt to keep him away from trouble.

: ̗̀➛ it was so undeniably opposites attract like you’d never seen opposites attract. y/n was just a small, harmless little girl. and rafe? well, he was rafe, a snarky little boy who enjoyed getting into trouble.

: ̗̀➛ ward and rose adored her more and more throughout the years, she was always welcome at tannyhill.

: ̗̀➛ they saw her influence on rafe, and hoped she’d knock some sense into him when she could.

: ̗̀➛ they also saw her unbelievable kindness, she was always down to help around the house if she could or if wheezie needed help with homework.

: ̗̀➛ she’d even be there when rafe wasn’t, just so she could hang out with his family.

: ̗̀➛ “you scared the shit out of me!”

: ̗̀➛ “i’m part of the furniture rafe, i’m literally always here”

: ̗̀➛ when they reached the ages of parties, alcohol, drugs and sex, they experienced everything together.

: ̗̀➛ they were each others first kiss, they did their first line of cocaine together, their first drink together, when i say everything, i mean everything.

: ̗̀➛ things got a bit sticky when it came to sex, when they were 16, rafe was already a mouth watering sight, he was tall and muscular, what girl wouldn’t want him? so there he was, a new girl on his arm

: ̗̀➛ and y/n was physically gifted too, a beautiful face and prominent curves, but she was a lot more reserved, she didn’t want to give away her virginity to just anyone.

: ̗̀➛ so when it came down to it, and she’d been made to feel insecure about it, rafe offered to be her first.

: ̗̀➛ “i..are you sure?”

: ̗̀➛ “of course i’m sure y/n”

: ̗̀➛ they both pinky promised each other it wouldn’t be weird after, and it wouldn’t ruin their friendship.

: ̗̀➛ and it didn’t, but feelings certainly blossomed after.

: ̗̀➛ the next few months we’re filled with burning jealousy and rage for one another, seeing the other flirt with other people.

: ̗̀➛ around this time, little arguments ensued as they discreetly sabotaged the others relationships.

: ̗̀➛ “did you tell rachel i had an std?”

: ̗̀➛ “what? no of course not..”

: ̗̀➛ “rafe! you can’t just beat the shit out of any boy that gets close to me!”

: ̗̀➛ “i didn’t like the look of him…”

: ̗̀➛ it wasn’t until sarah had to mediate one of their bigger arguments that they were finally confronted by their growing feelings for one another.

: ̗̀➛ “can you guys just kiss and make up already? it’s about time..”

: ̗̀➛ and that’s exactly what happened.

: ̗̀➛ as they stared at each other, the initial anger of the situation slowly dissipating, they both leaned in, their lips connecting aggressively.

: ̗̀➛ rafe’s hands lingered on her waist as her found their way onto his face, cupping his jaw as she deepened the kiss.

: ̗̀➛ “i love you, i always have..”

: ̗̀➛ the pair were even more powerful in a relationship as they were before.

: ̗̀➛ having finally admitted and confronted their feelings, they need to protect one another only grew.

: ̗̀➛ wherever y/n went, rafe was never far. whether she was working a shift at the island club, or shopping around town, he’d always be lurking, scanning the people around them for potential threats.

: ̗̀➛ she found it particularly amusing whenever someone tried to hit on her, entirely oblivious to the 6’2 giant sneaking behind them, observing his prey.

: ̗̀➛ together, they were like a punch. y/n was the swing, the split second you have to dodge the incoming impact. rafe was definitely the punch, he’d lost count of the amount of people he’d beaten to a pulp just for looking at her, never-mind attempting to talk to her.

: ̗̀➛ both of their parents would watch on in awe as the two spent time together at one another’s houses. admiring the love they had for each other at such a young age.

: ̗̀➛ and it certainly wasn’t coming to an end any time soon.

[meanbossart]

Sorry if you answered this, I did go through your asks a bit but didn't find an answer and I was just curious if you have any lore regarding the drow and Orin? Does he have, like, any thoughts regarding her as a pseudo-sister or she is just a henchmen that stabbed him in the back? Or like, regarding the fact it was her betrayal that got him out from the cult and eventually meeting Astarion and the gang? I feel a lot of people sanitize the Durge a little too much (which fair reaction, they are very fucked up in the game 😂) so I love hearing about people who have their durge lean on their violent weirdness

Huh! I guess it's been a minute since we've talked about Orin. Yes, their relationship was very significant and you should be able to find all that I've written and drawn with/about her here (save for anything I forgot to tag, which happens sometimes, lol.)

Also as a side note to everyone, please abstain from making comments about how other people choose to write their Durges (and Astarion for that matter) in my askbox, it is rarely (If ever) necessary.

Anyways, I guess this is a good opportunity to try and put it all down cohesively, so here we go:

DU drow came into the Bhaal temple at ages 17-19, he had lived a profoundly isolated life up until that point where his only constant companion would have been the lackey Sceleritas and, for a time, a horse. He had no friends, no companions, and killed the one woman he lost his virginity to the day after he met her. Sarevok and the rest of the Bhaalists taking him might have been a mockery of a family unit, but it was the closest he ever had to it nonetheless - and by far the one person in it that he felt the closest to was Orin, who was close to him in age and in that moment in time occupied a similar place in the temple's hierarchy as himself.

It's important to note here that when I say they were close, I'm talking about a closeness befitting of Bhaalspawn. They didn't share any good times; they had bad times together. And they enjoyed it to the extent that two profoundly dysfunctional young adults groomed to become murderous deities can. There was no tenderness here, feeling was expressed through violence and vulnerability wasn't only discouraged, it straight up wasn't practiced or even conceptualized in either of their heads. They killed together, mocked one-another, and hurt each other on the regular, and it's through those actions that they saw each other.

And yet, DU drow felt a burning limerence towards her from the moment he laid eyes on Orin, and this feeling never faltered, only grew. Orin cut off his matted hair in a careless, uneven slice of a blade, she pulled out his rotting molars with rusty pliers, she mocked his stink and resented his arrival (dare I say she was afraid, because she knew what it meant) but they had much more in common than they had in difference. This was a silent understanding, a screaming fact of life that led to them often gravitating towards each other in both packed and empty rooms, but never once discussed aloud.

I have no doubt that what would eventually become this Rabid, burning crush and later obsession of the drow's towards Orin is a result of their continous Isolation. The rest of the world was beneath them and temporary, and above was only Sarevok and Bhaal. Because of this, DU drow never once thought or desired to search for companionship and love anywhere besides for her, and so he started to see her not only as the vague concept of a sister, but also as his only option for a mate and wife, one which he embraced wholeheartedly (and that's putting it lightly).

Orin, on the other hand, had no such desires. Not to mention that her fear of being replaced and the implied consequences of it always spoke louder than any genuine feelings of comradery.

As DU drow ascended in the ranks and became head of the cult, those fears solidified in several ways. Not only did Sarevok favor him and she could feel herself being pushed aside, but DU drow's ego grew tenfold. What was once a quiet young man who saw himself as an equal to her became a self-righteous bhaalspawn who lavished in his role and all the boons that came with it. DU drow took everything he had acquired for granted, including her, whom he assumed would eventually succumb and become his romantic partner.

It didn't help that Sarevok subtly encouraged this partnership, thinking that through their children they could continue to produce bhaalspawn of a purer and more efficient pedigree.

Ironically, DU drow's disillusions went so far that he never once in his life thought Orin would turn against him, and as much of an egomaniac as he became, his love for her was always genuine - misguided, but genuine, and he never once wished for her death until she betrayed him. Realizing this, as well as that Bhaal would only accept one chosen, she struck, putting the tadpole in his head and sending him off to Kressa.

[azaleath3cursewhisperer]

Intro and rules or smth

Its been forever since ive had an rp related anything so im a lil rusty, pls be nice and gimme some grace abt it 😔 i gotta relearn.

I, the creator of this blog, am 20.

I created this blog bc i got bored and wanted to engage in the arcane rp community cuz it looks like fun 🤩 and everyones interactions seem nice too.

Since i dont really think i could get the personality of any arcane character right (the closest i might get right is Jinx), i will be interacting as a random oc i have (hope thats okay).

In character i will try to make it a point to highlight everything in purple (even when interacting with others anonymously) just like this. When not anonymous i will be sure to sign off with the oc's name

Out of character i will leave things blank and normal perhaps even do ()s just to be sure cuz i might forget the colour when in character.

Update abt pfp: I did create it using Custom Cast. I didnt feel like putting my glasses on and didnt feel like deeling with another AI art pfp bc of my irrisponsible habits.

My main blog is @thesecretestofsimps so you might have had an ask from me there 😅 i have a tendency to forget to put on anonymous bc my brain defaults anonymous on for some reason. Im sorry if thats the case. If you ever get an ask from me there or have had an ask from me there just know i forgot to switch back here probably (or it was before this blog was created)

About the OC

His name is Azalea (after the azalea flowers his mother loved before she died to illness).

Hes 19 (i can and will rp him at different ages but baseline age hes 19)

He is an orphaned Zaunite

His mother died to illness when he was 7 while his father comitted suicide about a years later due to losing his wife. Azalea's father blamed him for his mothers death, calling him a malison (synonymous with execrate) due to Azalea pointing out his mother's unlikeliness of surpassing her illness and living. His father saw that as Azalea cursing or execrating his own mother, and couldnt handle the fact it was an innocent observation from Azalea. That wasnt the only time Azalea has witnessed a situation in which his words have so called "directly impacted" an outcome, leading him to believe he is a malison like his father told him before his death. He uses Malison like a nickname now, as a twisted way of honouring his late father and apologizing to his late mother for what he believes to be his fault in her untimely death.

Azalea is a tad chaotic, pretty mischievous, loves to "mess around" (if you can count trying to make people go insane whether literally or figuratively "messing around"), likes to be annoying if it gains attention on him (good or bad is irrelevant.), prefers helping behind the scenes rather than directly helping even if directly involving himself would benefit everyone, he DOES age regress to younger ages in his teen years and to age 7 (due to that being the year he lost his mother)

Dont interacts

Homophobes/transphobes/Bigots in general. I dont tolerate that shit.

Pedos we dont do that pedo bullshit here.

If you ship JinxVi or whatever Vi and Jinx's ship name is or SilJinx or whatevrr Silco and Jinx's ship name is. Leave we dont tolerate that here. Thats fucking gross.

People who have a problem with MelVik or MelJayVik or JayVik. Please. See your whiney selves out. Nobody has energy for your bullshit other than you.

People who sexualize age regressers or the dd/lg or whatever it is community. You are not welcome here, please see yourselves out. This is a safe space for SFW age regressers, your community makes it an unsafe space.

Minors you tread a VERY thin line. Watch yourself carefully please. If you are a minor you know how to behave.

Im probably forgetting alot and theres prolly alotta mistakes but im not wearing my glasses and my eyes are sore. ill just fix this later.

[sl-vega]

✧xingqiu's victims friends✧

THIS SERIES IS CANCELLED: announcement about its cancellation

THE SERIES REVAMP IS HERE

✧xingqiu✧-a creative writing major with a minor in literature, second born son of the CEO of Feiyun Corp. discovered his love and reading and writing at a young age. when he was 10 he wrote a fanfic as a joke but to his surprise it went viral. he forgot the account's password so he never got around to deleting it. comes off as an absolute gentleman, but he's actually a bit of a gremlin.

"me? putting chili powder into chongyun's food? what baseless accusations are these-okay fine, i did, but how else is he supposed to survive living with xiangling?-"

✧xiangling✧-attends a culinary school nearby teyvat university. she does the cooking but not cleaning for all her roommates. she has a pet dog named guoba, and her father owns a famous restaurant. she's known for her weird sounding recipes, but they actually taste really good (except for the slime smoothies, that's an acquired taste)

"so we have jueyun chilis, fowl meat, now we just need some some slime secretations!"

✧chongyun✧-mythological studies major with a minor in theology. he went through a ghost hunting phase when he was younger, which turned into an interest in mythology and folklore as he got older. he met xingqiu in elementary school and they've been friends ever since (even though xingqiu constanly tries to sneak him spicy food)

"i know for a fact that xingqiu put jueyun chilis in that"

✧yanfei✧-a student at a law school nearby xiangling's culinary school. she's great at winning arguments/debates, and already has tons of internship offers from many different law firms. she has tons of rules/laws memorized just in case, and can apply them to any situation

"Ah, this weather's got me in the mood for reciting some laws. Let's see... "Commercial Law of Liyue," Chapter 27, Section 6, Article 3 stipulates that— Wait, what was it...? Oh my goodness, I've completely forgotten! What is wrong with me today...?"

✧hu tao✧-forensics science major, and her family owns a funeral parlor (frequently advertises it, telling people that she can hook them up with a free coffin). a bit eccentric, but she means well. she's also a horror and true crime fanatic (criminal minds, forensic files etc.)

"YOU! YES YOU! what if i told you, that if you plan with wangsheng funeral parlor today you can get a discount on your future coffin!"

✧gaming✧-dance major, and a part time uber driver and the designated driver for every outing with his friends. he's the type of driver that talks a ton to his passenger, but he'll shut up if needed. most of his passengers mispronounce his name upon pick up, and he's very used to jokes about his name.

"hi i'll be your driver for today-hm? yes, my name is actually gaming"

additional notes:

-everyone is in their sophmore (second year) of university (19-20)

-everyone in xingqiu's friend group lives off campus together

-yanfei doesn't attend teyvat university, she is in her second year of law school at oratrice mecanique d'analyse cardinale

-xiangling attends a culinary school nearby oratrice and teyvat university

-xingqiu's a wattpad author. fight me

✧Going off Script✧

synopsis:

Xingqiu's next major project requires him to write a romantic short story, the only problem is that he has zero romantic experience. meanwhile, you just found out that your boyfriend cheated on you, and you need to show him that you're 100% over him, the only problem is that there's no way you can get an actual boyfriend that quickly. clearly, the solution to both of your issues is to fake date each other. all you need to do is stick to the script

spoiler alert: you go off script and end up falling for him

masterlist

(CLOSED) taglist: @freyao7

[wrongcaitlyn]

guys... i just wanted to add a few notes to the end notes because i forgot about them... and for the first time... i have RUN OUT of room in the end notes. WHAT THE FUCK??? i honestly didn't realize that could happen... and it's like. over 1000 characters over the limit. anyway, i'm gonna add those notes right here, and then add them to the beginning notes of next chapter:

for sadie's age, my instinct was to make her younger than nico, seeing as she's like 12/13 in the books, so around kayla's age- HOWEVER then i looked up the timeline, and im pretty sure she's 12 during the time of ttc? so like two years older than nico in canon? not that they ever interact, but anyway, i decided on a decent medium and made her just slightly older than nico. then i also widened the age gap between carter and sadie, just because i wanted to have him traveling more and figured he couldn't do that much of it during undergrad (?? i dont know a lot about archaeology im SORRYSDJFD) SO he's like. 22/23 ish. and sadie's 20. for reference nico is 19 and percy/annabeth are around 24 now i think? yep that sounds about right. ages get a bit confusing around here, esp with the biggest change- making meg much older, but im just going with what i think works best with the fic, seeing as im pulling a bunch of characters from several different series!! either way, kayla and sadie will still be besties despite the four year age gap bc dyed hair girls are iconic (says me, a dyed hair girl, thank you very muchSDKLF)

that's pretty much all i had to say (i think) but who knows if im forgetting anything else right now. i tend to do that when it comes to end notes, and i had to pack a lot in there this chapter- so anyways, just wanted to put that out there!

[aethersocietyofficial]

♡ HELLO WORLD! ♡

I am SO SO SOSO pumped to FIIIINALLY officially introduce the ~AETHER SOCIETY~! (^O^)/

We're a RAD, SMART, and ♡TOOOOOTALLY ADORBS♡ group that is SUPER DUPER DEDICATED to preserving the REAL goal of Lady Lusamine and the REAL Aether Foundation!! We felt the way it's been going is so totally NOT KEWL <(｀^´)> so we decided to TAKE A STAND and put the world on the RIGHT TRACK!!! (*^.^*) We made this account for a *fewwwwww* awesomesauce reasons- to SPREAD THE WOOOOORD ＼(^o^)／, to *sometimes* posting supercute mems of supercute Pokémon because they're *supercute*!!!,,, and to get the universe PUMPED! RIGHT! UP! for our STELLAR REVIVAAAAL!!!! ♡♡ヽ(´ー`)人(´∇｀)人(` v´)ノ ♡♡

SPEAKING OOOOOOOOF here's the SUPER COOL LINK to our SUPER COOL MISSION STATEMENT by the SUPER FABULOUS DR. ZENO!!! MAKE SURE TO GIVE IT A REEEAD ~♡

Please also see posts tagged with "mission statements" for updates regarding this document. We are always learning and expanding more as a society.

(Other post links since I forgot to reblog these off of this post when I made them oops.)

OOC post

OOC character rundown

*BUT ENOUGH OF ALL THAT BOOOOOOOORING STUFF,,,, DONTCHA WANNA MEET US????*

♡♡ I'LL GO FIRST!!! ♡♡ ehehe~ (`･ω･´)

My name is Hydie! ♡♡ Soo cute right?? ♡♡

I go by she/her, I'm originally from Kanto (ugh.. (；一_一)) but I'm an Alolan girl at heart~♡. I'm super stylish at 19 FOREVER!! I'm also this awesome blogs CREATOR AAAAAAND I run it and the rest of the Aether Society as its leader!! So you'll be hearing a lot from Lil ol meeeee~ (^_-)-☆ I've got a big team of ♡♡ADORBS LITTLE CUTIE BABIES♡♡ and I CANT WAIT to show them all to you!!!

This is my FAAAAAV picture of me, in case you REALLY wanted to know how cute I was ;)

Ignore the weird guy behind me! He doesn't matter.

Hello. I am Dr. Zeno, the leading and only scientist of the Aether Society. I am also the goal coordinator. I am the one you will speak to if you have any questions regarding our mission statement (which will be posted soon) or any other scientific inquiry. Enclosed is a photo of me in my former uniform. I am told I will need to update it soon. I go by they/them and am an adult. (I do not feel the need to disclose my age).

I have since ranked up from an entry-level scientist.

WHATS UP GANG ITS THE BOY COMIN AT YA!

You already know what fuckin TIME IT IS- YATT TIME BABY! My full name is Wyatt but that's such a dork-ass name so I go by Yatt- AND DONT NONE OF YOU BITCHES CALL ME WYATT OR I SWEAR I WILL FUCK YOU UP!

(Hydie says I'm not allowed to swear, but we'll fuckin see about that huh?)

As a former Pokémon Ranger, Team Plasma agent, AND Team Skull agent (Guzma is a weak-ass shithead by the way) I've kinda been around the block a few times- which is why I do the dirty work when these two softies don't wanna do it lmaooooo. I got a Team of absolute fuckin killers and I'm not afraid to use them or my fists- that shit is up to how much you piss me off, YA FEEL?

Oh and yea I go by he/him and I'm 21- and I'll TOTALLY buy you fireworks and shit too hmu. Here's my picture so you can find me ahaha

I look like a TOTAL DORK I know but I swear to fuckin arceus I'll update it soon alright

♡♡*AAAAND THATS ALL OF US!!* HOPE TO SEE YOU GUYS AROUND SOON- WE'RE SOOOO EXCITED TO MEET YOU!!! ♡♡

(^^)/~~~

[shipcestuous]

Appassionata 1974 (f/d) (submission)

Hey Shipcestuous. ShipCestFan here. Didn’t see 1974’s “Appassionata” on your list so thought I’d submit it.

TL;DR:

Eugenia, a voluptuous, curious and coquettish young woman, decides to seduce her suave, sophisticated father with the help of her BFF.

DETAILED SYNOPSIS:

(WARNING - NARRATIVE AND GIFs CONTAIN SPOILERS!)

Appassionata is a 1974 Italian film made when morality was IMHO at one of its least restrictive points in cinematic history. And I say that as a good thing because I’m not sure this movie would be made today. Then again? It’s the Italians, so who knows? LOL Thank God for me that the 2 young women looked older than the 17ish year olds they were portraying.

I couldn’t find a rating for the movie, but I would put it at rated-R for strong sexual content, taboo themes like ‘cest, con-noncon, zoophilia dreams (don’t ask…just watch the movie), and nudity. And while that is all well and good, I rather enjoyed this film more for how it flip-flopped, back-n-forth from familial to romantic/sexual between father and daughter. One moment dad is scolding his insolent, 17ish year old teenage daughter for staying out too late or not picking up her mess. The next moment, she’s intentionally flashing him, and he’s willingly taking it in. One moment she’s innocently asking daddy to take her shopping; the next moment, she’s devilishly removing her panties for him.

The tagline for this movie on IMDB is “deep inside every young girl burns the passion of a woman.” IMHO, they forgot to add, “…woman’s desire for her father.” LOL The film basically revolves around two best friends, Nicola and Eugenia, who are on a mission to explore love, romance and sex. And they decide to use Eugenia’s sophisticated father, Emilio, as the object of their affection! Mom suffers from mental health issues, spending most of her waking hours on the piano or in bed or talking senselessly as she scurries about. Emilio, his daughter and her BFF pretty much do as they please.

As was popular with 1970s, Italian films of this genre, there’s plenty of gratuitous nudity and sex (altho I would not put this in the softporn/sexploitation category). The stars of the movie were big names back then, especially the still very beautiful Ornella Muti, who plays Eugenia – then 19 years old.

Among some of the key scenes for shippers are Nicola visiting her BFF’s dad – a dentist – under the guise of having dental work and screwing his brains out on the first visit and each visit thereafter. Meanwhile, the more nubile Eugenia is executing her plan to seduce dad, flirting coquettishly, and in one of the more appealing scenes, teasing her father mercilessly with her body. The look of agony on his face is priceless! One of the other things I like about this movie was that Emilio looks very much like a middle-aged dad. He has a paunch, graying temples, is mustached and seemed too old for having just a late-teenaged daughter. I’d put his age in the film at close to fifty.

The film ends with mom being committed because she has a particularly bad meltdown after discovering dad and Eugenia consensually behaving as more than father and daughter. So Elisa is locked away while Eugenia and Nicola take the opportunity to complete their final seduction of Eugenia’s dad.

Without Elisa around, Emilio calls up Nicola with whom he’s now having a full blown affair. But the viewer gets the sense that Nicola and Eugenia were expecting his call. Emilio picks Nicola up and they head back to his home where she gets to work seducing him. She relaxes him, bringing him a bourbon, lighting a cigarette for him and unbuttoning his stiff collar. Once he’s relaxed and in bed, she disrobes and surprises him with sex. But as the morning sunlight shines through the window, it’s Eugenia who’s lying naked next to her father in bed. The movie intentionally obscured the lovemaking scenes through the night so it’s not quite evident who’s making love with him? Is it Nicola? Is it his daughter? I like to think it was both.

The movie’s closing scene was quite satisfying for me. It shows the girls leaving the house, happily, arm-in-arm while Emilio watches them from a window. The shipper in me wants to believe that ending was communicating their new life, now, as a throuple. But it could just be that the girls satisfied their curiosity. And life for everyone is back to familial normality. Your followers who enjoy these types of movies should watch the movie and decide for themselves on that ending.

Here are some GIFs from the movie with my editorial comments in yellow. I added the white-font subtitles for clarity.

[smileydk]

''Noona and Hyung should marry!''

Pairing: Idol!Beomgyu x OC

Summary: Beomgyu has to work at a kids café for some kind of promotion for his band. Jiwoo is partially forced and partially happy to bring her newphew to the very same kids café.

cw/tw: fluff, crack, k-drama shit, oral (m, f), fingering, unprotected sex (wrap it if you wanna tap it), car sex, tummy bulge, kissing, hickeys, orgasm denial (kind of?)

Note: Based on the youtube video obviously. Not gonna be exact since we need some romance.

''Noona!'' Changmin screamed as he ran through the house.

Jiwoo chuckled to herself. She was playing hide and seek with the boy and was currently sitting in his closet. Changmin had been screaming Noona for 3 minutes while he searched, and Jiwoo had zero intentions to reply.

His small feet could be heard outside the closet, they tapped against the carpet as he ran around the room, looking everywhere he possibly could.

''Noona?'' His voice was breaking.

''Fuck'' Jiwoo mumbled to herself and opened the closet. ''Changmin, I'm here'' She wrapped her arms around his small body and smiled as sweetly as she possibly could.

''Why didn't you answer me when I screamed?'' Changmin glared at the older woman.

Sometimes Jiwoo forgot that Changmin was only 3 since he was very bright, but then again, at moments like these his actual age showed.

''Because we were playing hide and seek. It wouldn't have been fun if you knew where I hid, would it?''

Changmin sniffled and wiped his eyes. He pouted slightly but nodded slowly.

While the two just sat in Changmin’s room his single father, Changkyun, and Jiwoo’s brother peeked inside the room.

''Jiwoo, would you mind taking Changmin to KiCa today? I’ve gotta go to work. Some paper work I, apparently, forgot the other day''

''Wow, the Kim Changkyun didn’t do all his paper work in time? I’m so telling mom about this'' Jiwoo teased.

Changkyun was a brain surgeon. He finished his education at the young age of 30. Despite his young age he was a very skilled surgeon. Jiwoo was proud of him, but she also saw it as her duty to keep his ego to a minimum.

''That didn’t answer my question. Can you take him or not?''

Jiwoo nodded. ''Of course. If I get the car''

Yes. Jiwoo lived with her brother. Why? Simply because they had a great relationship and because she was a broke college student. It was hard to make enough money to live in Seoul while also studying at Seoul university.

Jiwoo had saved since she was a little child so she could get into the best of the best, and she got some money with her scholarship. She wanted to become an attorney, after being 19 and seeing Extraordinary Attorney Woo.

Yes, a k-drama was the reason.

Besides, it was Changkyun’s proposal that Jiwoo moved in with him. His idea was that she could help him out with Changmin, and she gets to live with them. Plus his apartment was close to university.

''But I'm going across town!'' Changkyun exclaimed. ''And you know, it's mine!''

''Fine! Where is KiCa anyways?''

''It takes 10 minutes with the bus, come on, you've been there before! Dumbass. The new workers there are your age. Find a boyfriend'' Changkyun smiled sweetly as he threw on his coat. ''See you later, sis! Might wanna put on something other than that mini-skirt, it's cold outside''

Jiwoo turned to her nepwhew. ''Your appa is mean, Noona can wear whatever she wants''

''I know, you look pretty, let's go to KiCa!'' Changmin was very excited. He adored the place. He was quick to put on his shoes and jacket. Jiwoo wasn't even by the door when he was done, and the three year old was impatient.

''Noona! Hurry up!'' Changmin jumped.

''Calm down, Changmin-ah, I'm coming. KiCa doesn't open for another 20 minutes'' Jiwoo put on her favorite knee-high boots. They were a gift from Changkyun on her birthfay, and she basically lived in them at ths point. And then she threw on her leather jacket.

''Noona looks like a kpop idol. But Noona is also the slowest person on this planet'' Changmin complained as Jiwoo finally opened the front door.

''Yah, I can also stay home which means you have to stay home'' Jiwoo raised a daring eyebrow.

''Sorry Noona! Let's go, please'' He pouted.

''Aish, fine'' The woman couldn't say no when he pouted.

A small, happy squeal left Changmin's lips as they got on the bus. He hadn't seen his friends in so long! He missed them so much. He also really wanted to play in the dirt! And have P.E with the work-Hyung.

As they got off the bus, and Changmin bowed politely at the driver, he broke into a sprint. The Kids Café was right by the bus stop. Jiwoo chuckled slightly as she jogged to catch up.

Changmin pulled gently at the door to check if they'd opened. The door opened with ease and the boy's smile widened. He rushed towards the elevator and immediately pressed the button.

''Noona, hurry! The elevator will be here any second! I wanna meet Juhyeon!''

Jiwoo chuckled as she nodded. She sped up her walk and reached the boy just as the elevator dinged, signaling it was on their floor.

Changmin quickly pushed the button to the KiCa floor and the elevator doors closed. As the display showed the floors ticking by Changmin only grew more excited.

Jiwoo had been at the KiCa before and she knew the ones who worked there, kind of. According to Changkyun there were a few new faces, but when they entered she spotted the old workers, and an unfamiliar head.

He turned around and Jiwoo's eyes were as wide as saucers.

''Choi Beomgyu'' She mumbled to herself.

''You must be Changmin'' He smiled and leaned down to put a name sticker on the boy's chest.

Changmin nodded happily, not frightened by the unfamiliar face. He had always loved meeting new people. He was a social butterfly. ''Yeah! I'm Changmin, what's your name, Hyung?''

''Beomgyu'' Beomgyu smiled as the three year old nodded, before he quickly walked into the playroom to join his friends in whatever they were doing.

Jiwoo took a seat in the café area. She got herself a fruit tea before pulling out her phone. She was usually bored out of her mind since Changmin spent the full hour at this place, and she couldn't leave during that one hour.

She was facing the little window they had, which showed the play area. She chuckled to herself as Beomgyu clearly tried his best at bonding with the children, without much success.

Beomgyu looked up from his failed bonding attempt and spotted the laughing girl. He raised an eyebrow at her and crossed his arms. Jiwoo tried her best to not laugh at him, but it was hard when he pouted like a five year old kid.

Changmin spotted his Aunt looking through the window with an amused grin. ''That's my Noona. Appa says she's single and needs to find a boyfriend. Hey, you're pretty, are you single?''

Beomgyu raised an eyebrow. ''Changmin, your Noona is very pretty''

''Wait here'' Changmin stood up. He dusted off the dirt on his clothes before he rushed out to Jiwoo.

''Changmin, what did you do?''

''Work-hyung, I can't remember his name, thinks you're pretty! Come on, I'll introduce you!'' Changmin grabbed Jiwoo's skirt and tugged gently.

''Changmin, I can't be in there. I can talk to him la-''

Before Jiwoo could finish her sentence Changmin had walked back into the playroom. He walked straight up to Beomgyu, who had now managed to make a little girl cry, grabbed his arm and gave it a harsh tug.

''I'm gonna introduce you to Noona!''

Beomgyu's only thought was that at least one child seemed to like him, even if it was because he wanted to match him with his Noona.

He pulled him outside and forced Beomgyu to sit. ''Get to know each other. I'm gonna play with Juhyeon'' Changmin smiled sweetly before taking of once more.

Jiwoo looked after her nephew with a confused look. She had no idea what his plan was, but she was sure she didn't like it.

Beomgyu also looked quite confused. ''You're a mom!?'' Was the first thing he exclaimed. Not "hi" like the normal person would.

''Aren't you too young to be a mom? And too beautiful?'' He continued and winked before he leaned back, trying to act cool.

A small chuckle left Jiwoo's lips. ''Nope, I'm his aunt. Why he calls me Noona is a mystery. And do you mean mom's aren't beautiful?'' She raised an eyebrow.

She was born a tease. It didn't make it better that she was almost 10 years younger than her older brother, meaning she could tease without any consequence.

''No! I didn't mean it like that- don't twist my words!'' Beomgyu sat up with furrowed eyebrows. He enjoyed meeting someone who a) weren't his members and b) someone who didn't treat him like a global superstar.

''I'm not twisting your words. I'm creating my own interpretation'' Jiwoo shrugged and put her phone away as well as her Airpods.

''So, Ms. Tease, got a name?''

''Yeah, don't you? I thought everyone had a name'' Jiwoo raised her eyebrow again, knowing very well that she probably got on his nerves.

''I would like to know it if you would like to tell me'' Beomgyu took a deep breath. She was a bit too good at teasing.

''Kim Jiwoo, I know you're Choi Beomgyu. Must say, big fan, and you look damn taller without the other giants in your group'' Jiwoo stretched out her hand for Beomgyu to shake. ''What is Mr. Superstar doing here? At KiCa? And what in the world did you do to make that girl cry?''

''I'm here... why am I here? I have no idea. And she started'' Beomgyu mumbled in an accusing tone, as if he wasn't almost four times her age.

''Ah yes, the four year old girl probably deserved a grown man fake-crying in her face'' Jiwoo chuckled as Beomgyu tried explaining himself. ''I think that's some kind of record''

Beomgyu narrowed his eyes at her. ''You're actually worse than Yeonjun-Hyung''

''It's a talent'' She flipped her hair dramatically, causing it to whip Beomgyu in the face.

''Are you always this rude?'' Beomgyu raised and eyebrow and leaned closer to her.

''Yep'' Jiwoo wouldn’t admit it, but he made her a little nervous.

''Beomgyu-ssi, I told you to clean the shoes. It's a punishment for making a girl cry'' One of the, female, workers scolded Beomgyu.

''Fine''

20 minutes later Beomgyu finished cleaning the children’s, very dirty, shoes. And the other workers decided he'd probably do better in the "P.E" room.

Why?

Mostly boys, and apparently the boys were a bit more hardcore. And because the P.E room was a lot more… well physical and less sitting still.

Beomgyu put name tags on the boys as they lined up after each other.

''Are you a female teacher or a male teacher?'' One of the kids asked, causing Jiwoo to burst out laughing.

''Yah, Seoan, he's clearly a man'' Changmin protected Beomgyu as he spoke. ''Men can also have long hair, and be very pretty!''

''Thank you, Changmin'' Beomgyu patted his head and glared slightly at Jiwoo as she still laughed.

''Yes Beomgyu, you’re a very pretty man'' Jiwoo snickered as Beomgyu still looked a little offended.

''I know. Now stop laughing at me''

Jiwoo raised her hands and nodded.

''Good girl'' Beomgyu disappeared into the playroom with the four boys.

Jiwoo did not enjoy the fact that him calling her that had such an affect on her. Nor did she like that the comment basically went straight to her core.

''Fuck''

''Yah! You can’t just leave me here!'' Beomgyu whined as the staff and crew from HYBE packed into the car.

''You made a girl cry. Yeonjun said you deserve it'' One if the producers shrugged and closed the car door. ''Here’s a few bills for the bus. Have a good time''

''Hey, Mr. Superstar, need help?''

Beomgyu turned around and found Jiwoo standing in front of him, holding Changmin’s hand.

He was slightly embarrassed, since he came from Daegu he didn’t know the bus system that well Seoul. In his defense they never took the bus in Seoul, someone always drove them around.

''Uhm�� yeah?''

''Me and Changmin are heading home and uhm… hopefully Changkyun’s back with the car and I can give you a ride to HYBE. Sounds good?''

Beomgyu nodded. As Jiwoo started walking she missed the fact that Beomgyu didn’t follow her.

Changmin noticed. ''Work-Hyung, you coming or not? And stop staring at Noona’s ass''

Jiwoo chuckled to herself as an awkward cough left the man’s lips, followed by some quick steps.

''Noona and Hyung should marry!'' Changmin exclaimed out of the blue.

The two adults looked at the child. ''No. Noona and Beomgyu are friends. Nothing else''

Beomgyu nodded along.

''No, marry'' Changmin pouted.

Jiwoo sighed and shook her head. Sadly Changmin got the genes everyone in the family had. The ones that basically made it impossible to convince you once you'd decided on something.

After the 10 minute bus ride and another bow from Changmin to the bus driver the three found themselves in Changkyun’s luxury apartment.

''Oppa~''

''Yes I’m home, yes you can borrow the car. Key’s in the bowl. Hello Beomgyu''

Changkyun looked up from his phone and waved at Beomgyu.

Beomgyu and Changkyun went to the same high school. Changkyun remembered Beomgyu as a small, adorable, shy nerd.

Now he was 6’1 tall, grew out his hair, grew some muscle, could sing, his voice dropped about 4 octaves, and he wasn’t as shy anymore.

''You got a glow-up. You look a lot better in long hair'' Beomgyu smiled and bowed.

''Thank you~ I’m giving Beomgyu a ride to the HYBE building''

Changkyun smirked. ''Condoms in the glovebox''

Jiwoo flipped him off as she exited the apartment. Beomgyu only followed, and chuckled slightly at Jiwoo’s red cheeks.

During the few hours he’d known her she’d only been an ass, a teasing ass, not that he minded. She was fun to hang out with. But now Ms. Cocky was blushing over something as simple as condoms.

''So… if you’re a fan, whatcha think about my longer hair?''

Jiwoo totally forgot the fact that she was speaking to the Choi Beomgyu. She spoke as if it was her best friend, Sanghoon, in the passanger seat. They always made suggestive, flirty jokes with each other.

''Sexy, easy to pull- I mean… it looks fine''

Beomgyu smirked. He enjoyed every second. ''You think I’m sexy? And your thoughts are what now?''

''What? You are sexy and you know it'' Jiwoo slowed down and stopped outside the HYBE building.

''And you’re sexy as hell'' Beomgyu smirked. ''Here’s my number. Call me''

''Uhm… sure''

Jiwoo never meant to actually call Beomgyu. Not because she didn’t like him. But come on. She was a “normal” person, not famous in any way other than possibly being the sister of the "best surgeon in the world".

Beomgyu was a global superstar. He had millions of fans who adored him, cried as they saw him, spent all of their savings in hope to pull a little piece of paper with his face on.

She was sure he didn’t even give her his real number.

She was convinced he only did it as some kind of thank you, for the ride.

But Changmin found her phone one day, unlocked, wondered who it was and decided to find out himself.

When he realized it was work-Hyung he immediately found his father, told him about the situation and the two quickly went into action. Action meaning: getting Jiwoo a boyfriend.

With other words, Changkyun forced his sister to drive to a place he’d chosen, pick up Beomgyu and drive to another place, which he'd also chosen.

She hadn’t planned for anything that happened that day to actually happen.

It was all her brother’s fault.

She was absolutely not planning on laying on her back in the backseat, Beomgyu’s head burried between her legs. Chest heaving quickly as Beomgyu shoved his tongue between her folds.

Her hands were pulling at Beomgyu’s long locks, making the man smirk, due to the statement she made a few days ago.

As her high was approaching Jiwoo tried closing her legs, which Beomgyu didn’t seem to like. His fingers dug into her plush thighs, forcing them to stay open.

''Fuck~ I am so… close- fuck!''

The man smirked and pulled away from her pussy. He smirked as he wiped his lips. ''You tease me, I tease you, princess'' Jiwoo whined as she felt her orgasm fading away.

''Fuck your legs are sexy, especially in these boots'' Beomgyu ran his nose along her legs, leaving a kiss or hickey along the way.

Jiwoo was embarrassed over how easily he made her wet. But then again. He was Choi Beomgyu. He was basically famous for singing and good looks.

''Changkyun is gonna kill me'' Jiwoo mumbled as Beomgyu continued kissing her legs, which seemed to go on forever in Beomgyu's mind.

A small chuckle left the man’s lips. ''Wasn’t he fhe one who wanted you to do this?''

''Shut up'' Jiwoo whined and punched Beomgyu in the chest. Beomgyu only continued chuckling and leaned closer. He pressed his lips against Jiwoo’s while he allowed his hand to travel south. His ego grew slightly as a high pitched moan left Jiwoo’s lips.

It was dark. The clock might have been 1 in the morning. But someone passed the car, which caused Beomgyu to slap his hand over Jiwoo’s mouth.

The person stopped slightly and turned towards the car.

''Keep walking!'' Beomgyu snapped in a rude tone. The person seemed terrified and disappeared. He removed his right hand, which covered her mouth, while his left hand sped up it's movements.

Beomgyu dipped his head down and started leaving hickeys all over Jiwoo’s neck. Jiwoo’s fingers found Beomgyu’s scalp again and started pulled at his roots.

A small groan left Beomgyu’s lips as her nail scratched against his scalp. He might have enjoyed her pulling his hair a bit too much. ''Fuck that's nice- do that again, princess''

Jiwoo chuckled and repeated the action, forcing another groan from his pink, plump lips.

As Jiwoo felt her orgasm building up again, which didn’t take long due to previous orgasm build up, she clenched around Beomgyu’s long, slender fingers, only he had no intnetions of letting her cum anytime soon. He ripped his fingers from her and smirked.

''Beomgyu!'' Jiwoo whined loudly. ''I swear. If you don’t let me cum soon, I’m doing it myself and forcing you to watch''

''Fine, only because you asked so nicely, princess ''

He pulled down his pants and underwear. He pumped himself a couple of times.

Jiwoo stared with wide eyes. ''That is not gonna fit'' She mumbled to herself.

''We’re gonna make it fit, princess. Hands and knees''

Jiwoo did as ordered. Beomgyu could almost cum from the sight of her on her knees, mouth open and ready for him.

Beomgyu pushed his dick past her lips and immediately let out a groan. Her warm mouth embracing him was almost enough for him to burst right away.

Without a second thought he grabbed her hair and pushed her head all the way. A choked sound left Jiwoo’s lips while Beomgyu thrusted into her mouth.

Beomgyu had a firm grip on her hair, pulling slightly, which forced a moan from Jiwoo’s lips. ''You like that, hm?''

Jiwoo hummed in response, which sent vibrations down his shaft. A loud, throaty groan left his lips. An ego boost on Jiwoo's behalf. She hollowed her cheeks as much as she possibly could.

Beomgyu groaned again, feeling his own orgasm coming. He twitched in her mouth, causing the woman to hollow her cheeks again. His thrusts sped up and a final groan left his lips.

A moment later he came down her throat. As Beomgyu pulled out he groaned at the sight. A string of cum, mixed with saliva, hung between her perfect, pink lips and the tip of his dick.

''Oh my god- best head ever. So your smart mouth is good for something other than snappy remarks''

Jiwoo laid back down on her back, per Beomgyu's demand, and waited for him to do... anything to her.

The man placed his hands by her head. He hovered over her and smirked as he stopped just an inch from her face. He laid his cock across her stomach, groaning to himself.

Jiwoo spotted it as well and a concerned whimper left her lips.

''It's gonna fit, or I'm gonna make it fit'' Beomgyu pumped himself a few times before running the head along her slit.

A whiney moan left her lips and her body jerked slightly. A taunting chuckle left Beomgyu's lips. ''Needy?''

''Yes, please fuck me~''

''Your wish is my command, princess'' Beomgyu chuckled but did as wished.

As he entered her slowly Jiwoo's jaw fell open, eyes closed and eyebrows scrunched. ''Fuck- you're too big'' She panted as she could feel him still pushing inside her.

''Come on princess, be a good girl, you can take it''

When he bottomed out he stopped for a moment. Both so that Jiwoo could adjust to him, and to allow his eyes to take in the heavenly look before him. As he let his gaze travel her body, it stopped by her belly.

''My god, you are tiny'' Beomgyu mumbled as he laid his hand on her tummy. His ego grew as he could see his own dick all the way up in her belly.

And the size difference was a bit too hot on Beomgyu’s behalf.

Another whimper left Jiwoo's lips. ''Fuck- please move~''

The man nodded slightly and pulled out slowly. He pulled almost all the way out before thrusting back in, harshly, making the whole car shake.

His ego grew with each moan that left Jiwoo's lips. It grew even more when she moaned his name, loud and clear.

Jiwoo placed her hand over her mouth in an attempt to silence her moans. It didn't do much, but it did something.

Beomgyu chuckled and grabbed her hand. He pinned them both by her head. ''Nuh-uh, I wanna hear those pretty sounds''

Due to the two earlier, almost, orgasms it wasn't hard for the third one to build up. Quickly.

Apparently Beomgyu could tell as well as his hips sped up even more.

If someone was to talk by they'd know right away what was happening. But the two inside the car? Not a single care in the world, except chasing their much needed orgasms.

''Fuck- please let me cum this time'' Jiwoo managed to get out between moans and pants.

''Of course, princess. You've been such a good girl''

Those were all the words Jiwoo needed to hear before she released around Beomgyu. A moment later Beomgyu came inisde her, slowing down his movements to ride out both their highs.

As he pulled out a cocky grin grew on his lips. ''And you said it wouldn't fit''

Jiwoo only punched him in the chest again. A small "ouff" left his lips. ''Fuck you''

''Hey, you texted me first''

''My brother texted you first. I left my phone unlocked, which seemed to have been a mistake''

Beomgyu raised an eyebrow. ''You calling me a mistake? The sounds you made say otherwise''

''You- I- we-'' Jiwoo didn't know what to say, which was a rare thing.

''Cat got your tongue, princess?'' An amused grin grew on Beomgyu's lips as he spoke. He leaned down and pecked her lips. ''Sorry''

'They both got dressed and walked around the car to get into the front. They both missed the paparazzis snapping photos of them. They both missed the fact that they were, most likely, gonna be on the news tomorrow.

''Asshole''

''Your asshole''

''Whatever, cheescake''

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Only In His Office- Ch. 2 Negan X Reader

Y/n is 19 year old Senior in high school who is particularly quiet but that's only because she always takes the time to write in her notebook filled with.. thoughts about someone imparticular, but its not who you expect it to be…

◇There is a age gap in this book so if you are not ok with that or if it makes you uncomfortable then you do not have to read, it's your choice.◇

Warnings: Sexual themes, Cursing, Age Gap, Sick/Throw up, angst, mentions of drinking, Abuse, (bad writing.. :L )

Word count: 2231

"I have to go.." I whine looking down again.

"If you go now don't you think it would be a little suspicious?" He whispered resting a hand on my shoulder guiding me away from the door.

His touch was comforting.. I had never felt such a wonderful thing, our eyes locked just observing every feature on each others appearance, or maybe I was just so stuck in my own world that I only wanted to stare instead of speak a reply, but what more is there to say... it would be suspicious, he was right.

I bobbed my head slowly, "Ok..."

He moved his hand to his side with a clap. "Well." He spoke shuffling back around to his desk.

He picked up the book and sighed handing it back to me with a smile.

I took it gently bringing it to my chest holding it tightly.

As I looked up he had flopped down into his chair once again, his leg crossed over the other. He raised an eyebrow and gestured to the door.

"Thanks for the chat Miss. L/N. I'll be seeing you in gym tomorrow."

I turned on my heels and slowly left shutting the door behind me. I walked slowly out into the hall my body still stiff and shaky.

I immediately felt nauseous; Bolting toward the bathroom holding back a gag. Barging into the first bathroom stall I seen dropping to my knees and hurling into the nasty toilet.

-

Now sitting in the nurses office as the Nurse took my temperature I felt no better, still hot.. and bothered I suppose.

"Your temperature is pretty high, I'll go get a trash bag and you go to lay down, maybe you need some rest." She says.

I laid down on the plastic sheet covered bed. The uncomfortable paper over the pillow shuffled in my ear but eventually settled as I did.

I heard her laying down the bag next to me along with fanning a blanket over me and allowing it to fall gently.

My eyes stayed closed pretending to sleep as I listened to her every movement, from her sitting in her chair to her typing away on her computer.

I heard her gasp and shuffle around the small office. I listened to the pressing of a new set of keys. She was calling someone.

She laughed as if I wasn't trying to sleep just right next to her, "Hello, I'm sorry I almost forgot to call you up." She paused.

"She came into the office asking for me, she didnt look to good I think I'm going to call her dad to come and pick her up."

'Yea right' I thought to myself mentally rolling my eyes.

She put the phone down only to start calling my dad now.

It ringed and ringed, and-

"Hello. Is this y/n's father?"

I shifted around trying to listen; shocked that he had the time of day to answer.

"Yes, she isn't looking to well she might be sick would you be able to come and pick her up?"

'No... he never has time for anyone.'

"Oh, that sounds good thank you, see you in a bit" I could feel her smile radiating from here.

'huh.'

The phone gently hit the holder again and my ears followed her footsteps to her chair.

I relaxed my body falling into a deep thought.

-

I stretched out opening my mouth to yawn. I felt like I was in a different place; my eyes shot open and I looked around seeing I was in my room.

Was I that worn out that I didn't wake up until I was home...

I closed my eyes once again and shifted to my other side hoping to fall back asleep.

I laid there with my eyes closed for a good 5 minutes before I decided to get up noticing my backpack and notebook on the floor in front of my closet door.

I sighed as I looked at it. How was I supposed to face him tomorrow?

I sat up; my legs dangled from my bed as I stared right in front of me where a poster of a basketball player hung, I hadn't played basketball ball since 6th grade, my favorite coach was replaced by Negan and of course until today I couldn't even be an inch close to him, there is a lot of thoughts rushing through my head, I couldn't catch one if I tried..

"Y/n? Are you awake?" I heard a woman's voice from the kitchen.

Mom?

I stood up making my way down the hall and into the dining room where I peeped through the door to the kitchen.

"Mom!" I smile rushing to hug her.

"How have you been?" She asked while patting my back.

I pressed my lips together and just smiled ear to ear, "good."

She laughed letting go. "I missed you so much sweetheart." She screeched.

"I missed you too!"

I just couldn't stop smiling at her, I hadn't seen her in 6 months, and for me and her that hasn't been our longest apart but it always felt so long...

"Oh god, stop gabbing we have to go" My dad said stumbling into the kitchen with his keys.

I looked over confused.

"For one day Micheal could you be a real father figure!" My mother shouts.

"That's what I'm trying to do Claire! ...y/n go get in the truck."

I looked into my mother's eyes one more time before heading out the front door.

I don't know why my dad has to be like this but I guess I put up with it, either way, it's just nice to see my mom right now..

I flopped down in my dads truck with my hands in my lap.

Not even seconds later he shoved himself into the driver's side and threw a small orange piece of paper onto my lap before starting the car with a grunt.

I looked over at him as I picked up the loose paper off my lap, "What's this?" I question.

He didn't answer he just began to head down the road, so I took it upon myself to read it.

---Dear parent or Guardian your child is eligible for the girl's basketball team and we would love to see them tonight from 6:00 pm to 6:45 for a presentation and tryout sign-up. ---

My eyes widened, I could only hope Negan wasn't the one to be hosting the sign-ups. I licked my chapped lips trying to gain moisture back in my mouth and setting the papers into the dash of the truck.

"So," My father asked, except it sounded more of a 'so you're going to do it if you want to or not', but I still answered.

"I can't. Its not the same as kids basket ball. There's to much pressure."

"Y/n, Thats bullshit! You just gotta get out there and fuckin' do it." he spat gripping the steering wheel. He took a deep breath. "Look. I'm not the best dad ever, but when you were a kid; I could see that passion in your eyes when we would play."

I turned to look out the window watching the town houses pass by.

"You don't have a choice kid. I'm tired of seeing you rot away in your room. I want a daughter to actually be proud of for once."

My heart sank. "wow." I bit down on the inside of my cheek.

The rest of the car ride was silent.

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I hesitated to step foot into the gym, but I couldn't go back. I bolted up to the top of the bleachers.

I could feel eyes on me. Most of these girls had been playing basket ball all their life, some of them I haven't seen since 3rd Grade.

I sat listening as he and the middle school coach talked about when tryouts were and how they knew we were good for the team. I could barely focus, his words of encouragement seemed to only echo to me. Our eyes caught one another an awkward amount of times before the speech was over.

Once it was I hurried to the door but I quickly realized sitting at the top of the bleachers was a bad idea, I got held up and before I got to the door I felt a firm grip on my arm that flipped me back facing the quart.

I took a deep breath and looked up seeing the face I was hoping to not see for the rest of the night.

I bit my lip, as much as I didn't want to see him, I couldn't help but mentally drool at the sight of his salt and pepper beard and strong jawline. His brown eyes staring down into mine as his figure towered over me. If I didn't stop thinking like this my knees were sure to go weak right here right now.

Before he opened his mouth to speak I interupted. "My dads waiting on me, I'm sorry."

I sprinted for the front desk and filled out the paper as fast as I could, I could still feel him watching me just before I rudely threw the paper at the lady sitting behind the flimsy white table.

I walked calmly out the door and took in a breath of fresh air just as I got into the truck. Finally...

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Getting home after a encounter like I just had I would've went straight to my room and wrote in my book. But today felt different. I couldn't. I had no desire at all strangely enough.

I sighed audibly, falling stomach first into my bed my head stuffed into my pillow. The memories flooded back into my head..

"fuck.." I whisper yell into the pillow.

I rolled over onto my back and closed my eyes trying my best to remember what happened in his office. Even the slightest touch drove me crazy. I hadn't been that close to him in a setting such as that.. ever.

My hand was getting closer the the rim of my shorts, I rubbed my stomach thinking about what I was about to do...It would never compare to his touch in any way. The way his big hands rested on me, the way they felt, so rough.

My phone began to ring and I jumped up faster than I ever had before. I snatched my phone looking at the contact, it was just my best friend Julien, their in collage now and even though their older than me we still managed to become friends through work.

I picked up the phone, "Hey.." I say trying to mask the feeling I had.

"Hey!! Can you make it to the park tonight.. by.. lets see-" They thought, "10:00 or later"

I bite down on my lip thinking all the trouble I could get in if I did, but then again my Dad doesn't ever stop drinking so, "Yea, sure... Should I bring anything like snacks or a blanket ?"

"Yes, that would be great!" They shout into the phone before hanging up.

I sigh, "okay thennn"

I got up from my bed walking over to my closet and bringing out my backpack and throwing a small blanket folded into the bag before walking out to the front door. My dad was snoring over the basket ball game blaring on the tv. I didn't even bother saying anything.

As I walked I watched my feet the way they glided across the sidewalk, I looked back up, it was getting dark.. "hmm.." I pulled my phone from the back pocket and checked the time.

9:37 pm

I had some time to kill so I skipped over to the convenience store.

A tiny bell chimed as I walked in. I looked around walking into the snack isle. I grabbed some gummy worms and some Doritos then made my way to the drinks grabbing a few different drinks. I stumbled up to the cashier dropping all my things onto the counter for them to ring up.

"It's kinda late don't ya think lil girl" the man said.

I looked up from my bag, "heh- yea.." I shuffled to grab some money and shove the food and drinks into my bag with the blanket.

"Have a good night.. and be safe" the man says to me as I walk quickly out of the store.

'I've never seen him before.. that was really creepy.. I just wanna get to Julien...'

I walked the rest of the way to the park and sat on a bench before ringing them.

"Hey! Are you here yet.. I met this weird guy at the convenience store and I still got goosebumps.!" I say

"Yea! I'm here, come over beside the swings" they reply.

I make my way over to the swings and see them swaying back and forth.

I dropped my bag against the pole and sat in the swing next to them. "It's been awhile" I chuckle.

They look over smiling, "yea.."

The night went on and we ended up watching a movie behind the slides on his laptop, needless to say it made me forget about everything that has been going on lately, and just being with my best friend made me feel 100x better than laying in bed while my dad drunkly yells at the TV.

[woahpinkhorsegirl]

Hi mlp tumblr and bluey tumblr! Im Pink! Im hoping to share my stuff on here and discover other stuff!

This is my sona! She's a changeling but stays in her pony form almost all the time, just her preference :)

Im gonna start posting OCs and whatnot for both fandoms soon, but i wanna put here the list of Deviantart basemakers i used from at various points, mostly early on when i forgot to credit them. Hopefully I'll make new refs eventually and they'll have proper credits.

I have a huge MLP and Bluey next gen thing to post too so either look forward to that or check it out if its out by the time you read this!

Other information about me, if you'd like to know:

I am 19 years old, white, American, and ace bi. I'm a ciswoman but I go by all pronouns, she/he/they/it and neopronouns are all acceptable, whatever you see fit or comfortable to call me!

Trans people of all kinds are welcome on my profile, alongside queer people in general! I am pr0-choice and pr0-p4lestine, I don't talk about my p0litical stances much but those are the two most important i can think to mention.

Disabled people, with both invisible and visible disabilities, are also welcome (these feel obvious but I've seen people who make it feel necessary)

Non-white people are also welcome (again, unfortunate that I feel the need to clarify that, but I use twitter so :/)

I also saw a random post about this but just in case, anyone with coping mechanisms (like age regression) are also welcome. I won't judge you for doing what you need to do.

If i look like im censoring some words by using numbers or symbols, that's a force of habit. I don't like appearing in search terms unless I actively want to, it usually invites the wrong people, so i "censor" terms that I think might draw the attention of bad apples.

Uh just some boundary stuff I guess? I love OC interaction and I also enjoy RP. I don't like giving my discord to people so any of that is gonna have to happen here. If that's inconvenient or not gonna cut it, then my apologies :(

Uh my rules for RP are a tiny bit strict but not in the way your probably thinking.

Im one of those "planning ahead" type of roleplayers who like to map out a scenario and key events before we begin and occasionally take pauses between major scenes to plot elements of the future. If you can handle that, then I'd say your golden! Im not picky with the length or detail in responses, as long as theres something to work with, I can usually move things along. The only other restriction i can think of is: when it comes to the sexualities of my characters, please respect them. Thats really it :)

I do platonic roleplays, adventure, romantic, and slice of life. I'm not much for action stuff unless its the spice thrown into the other types occasionally. I'm pretty flexible though, so we can talk about it individually if need be.

Oh, and no nsfw RP. I dont do s3x, and im not much for depicting "elicit substances" to put it lightly. Alc0hol might be the only exception, if its kept in small doses. If for some strange reason our characters end up in a s3xual scenario, we're skipping to the aftermath.

Edit: Some of my OCs have romantic interests made/owned by my boyfriend. This element can be removed for romance roleplays if need be (although they will still be with his OCs outside of the roleplay)

So yeah uhm I think thats it! Im not sure if you can edit things on Tumblr but if you can then I guess I'll update this as needed! Thanks for checking out my blog!!

[discoknack]

Thinkin' bout sonicasura's ghost!kafka au

I wanna seee...! A comic or somethinggggg

But I haven't read the OG manga yet, and I'm not familiar with folklore. And my brain won't let me Do Thing. Oh! (brightly) I have a headache! That might be part of it.

Hikari, I dunno what she's like.

Might be funny if Kafka kinda does whatever after accepting her request, especially if there's a culture of irony among spirits leading Hikari to use terminology that Kafka is only familiar with in spooky media.

Being new to the whole haunting business, he casually turns the Shinomiya living quarters upside down. Opening doors and cupboards; dumping occasional books from the shelves; removing knives - and then carefully setting them on the counter; and scratching walls here and there with his ghostly fingernails. He also puts on a show of moaning and groaning, undulating his slightly-demonic figure even though he is not yet visible to the living.

At this moment, Hikari strangles Kafka for being a dumbass. She had just gone for a walk to clear her head and she comes back to this?

Who's gonna investigate the ruckus...

Kikoru would be somewhere around Lucas's age I think. Math... No wait, I forgot he doesn't have a clear canon age either. Darn... People say she's 16-19, so she would be like 10-12 or 13 when Kafka goes ghost.

what else am I thinking...

....

After thinking on it for too long, it seems events probably won't follow canon much at all. He'd squash the Spider Yoju and slurp up its soul with his ghostly powers because protecting Reno is more important and no one else but him is around. Mina wouldn't see her friend seemingly alive again.

This also means Kafka and Reno don't have to go to the hospital. Which means Kafka is alone in his apartment that night.

It might be funny to have Kafka happily consume the Mysterious Yoju, saying, "too easy, hee hee hee!" which really should have clued him in.

Then he screams. I don't know if his thick noodle-y soul is forced through the sliding glass door into the open air, or if he folds over himself within the room, or if he's incorporeal and pushes through the walls into an adjacent apartment while his serpent soul transforms. At least two of the three options may result in a call for the Defence Force from frightened neighbors. Dunno what happens after that with Number Eight.

But it's some funny fate that he be allowed to be warm again, and the Defence Force age limits be raised. If he could just try one more time... It's selfish no doubt, to make Mina see his face again.

I'm also not sure how much trouble he'd be in? They have his corpse preserved, so if Mina saw him, she might have its DNA tested again. If she wanted to double-check, that is.

Could be worth having Kafka consider changing his name or trying for another division first? Seems like delaying the inevitable. hmm.

But I think he would be very motivated by the prospect of the chance. It's his major regret, I'd presume. Onryō are spirits of vengeance, from what I'm reading. So I'm a little confused. Revenge against kaiju? Not just the one that got him?

[neatfrog]

my oc Boldizsár for @alexfeelyx, since you said you wanted to see him lol

(ignore the shitty minigun I didn’t feel like adding a bunch of detail for a sketch)

character info below the cut for anyone else interested

Boldizsár is a character I created roughly 8-9 years ago when Fallout 4 came out. He has a twin sister named Petra, and in my Fallout canon they are members of the Gunners. (*realized I forgot to add his blood type tattoo here, but he’s B+ and Petra is A-. I have no clue if twins can have different blood types like that so correct me if I’m mistaken, I genuinely tried to google but couldn’t get a solid answer)

He likes big guns and explosions, and sometimes talks himself up, but spending more than 2 minutes with him will reveal he’s an absolute cinnamon roll. Less prickly and more compassionate than his sister, he has a particular soft spot for animals and children.

They both joined the Gunners at the age of 15 - Boldizsár because they “looked badass”, and Petra followed only because she couldn’t convince her brother not to go.

(at the time of Fallout 4’s events, they’re both 19, but now that I’m almost a decade older than I was when I made these characters I might bump it up some more)

He and his sister are both of Hungarian descent, and their last name is Zsoldos (which I chose purposely because it means ‘mercenary’ and I thought it was funny as fuck. still think it’s funny tbh)

Traits/Behaviors

brave (sometimes too much for his own good)

outraged by injustice or mistreatment of innocent people

sometimes serious situations make him uncomfortable so he often compensates with humor to try to lighten the mood

struggles with guilt over past actions that harmed people

when young, he always listened to whatever Petra told him, and obeyed whenever she instructed him not to do something, but as they got older he became frustrated with her controlling behavior and started to make more of his own choices (which causes a good deal of the conflict in their relationship)

likewise, he has trouble telling her how he truly feels sometimes because he doesn’t want to hurt her (and also doesn’t want to deal with her being angry)

he has trauma from childhood events, but doesn’t realize it (and is somewhat ignorant of how bad it actually was, since Petra shielded him from most of it)

can be stubborn when he feels really strongly about something

very curious about the world and wants to explore (their upbringing was very closed-off and sheltered, they were basically raised in a cult)

is good at logic games and puzzles, and can strategize well

throughout time spent in the Gunners he became familiar with the inner workings/mechanics of explosives and large weapons (idk if it’s possible to dismantle a minigun and put it back together, but if so he could definitely do that)

the thing that would make him happiest is having a family of his own

he’s an aquarius (I gave him and Petra my mom’s birthday so it would be easy to remember lol)

can be pretty oblivious to certain things when they aren’t said/shown explicitly (yes he’s autistic why do you ask)

he’s naive about certain things in the world due to his sheltered upbringing, but is open-minded about new information and experiences

does his best to see the good in people even when they’ve done bad things (but also doesn’t tolerate purposely cruel people)

he wears that Coat all the time (he found it on a skeleton)

(during fallout 4 timeline) becomes deaf in one ear due to a bad injury (this is my reminder to give him some headphones bc the weapons he uses are loud af)

phobia of radscorpions (can we blame him? fuck those things)

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There’s way more I could say but I think this is enough to sum up his character for now. I guess I should make a post for Petra too 🤔

[bluebelleix]

Here's her dad! What? They don't look similar? Oh yeah, forgot to mentioned that he adopted her.

He's a two liner, with two lines above his left eye.

His personal magic is blue fire and his Secondth involves having a Phoenix rising. He actually had trouble managing his magic in the past and would have burn marks on his hands, hence why he wears gloves.. (but not an eyepatch to cover his eye lol)

He attended Walkis because he didn't passed the Easton's entrance exam. (If he passed, he would've been in Orca)

He's 32 years old.. He's just really tired, he got 'em eyebags.

He used to worked as an assistant to the Magic Research Administration team before having an accident that causes his scar on his face and that results to him changing his job placement.

Quick backstory on him and Claire (I promise it'll be quick.. If I lie here, forgive me), neighbours have been reporting that Claire's mother figure during that time hasn't been around and often times, Claire would be in other's (the neighbours) care.

However one day, her mother supposedly erased all her traces in the house, only leaving the child and her (Claire) belongings.

No neighbours actually wanna take in Claire due to their own personal issues. So the report suggested that the police could investigate and trace her relatives. However another issue was brought up due to the fact that there's seems to be little to no information to her own family because the mother has cut all ties as well.

Another solution was to bring her to an orphanage. The current Detective, Louis Renaud, was filling in the paperwork and had the child staying with him for the time.(I know there's probably other places she could go but this one's different, sorz)

Claire was like.. 5 at this age, still a baby (to me). For Louis, it's been almost a year since his change from the Magic Research Administration to the Magic Police.

[Ryoh Grantz is in charge for the Magic Police but he's still like a teenager (19), Tsurara was not there yet]

He took pity on the kid and always try to cheer her up with small stuff like trinkets even though she wasn't even sad about the situation considering she rarely sees her anyway.

He didn't have the heart to just give her away to an orphanage and home did felt lonely that time.. so he adopted her.

He filled in the paperworks for her orphanage and the adoption paper so it was quick work. Thus, from that moment, Claire had her old family name removed and taken in on the "Renaud" family.

Quick quick quick facts:

After he adopted her, Ryoh sometimes teases about his choice of becoming a father but did say his choice was "manly" and a "handsome" to do.

If Louis is staying up late in his office again to do paperwork or other work related stuff, he would have Claire stay in his office and provide things like books, small toys and drawing materials to keep her entertain.

Until like the age of 13, she had met some people like Kaldo, Renatus and Agito but only them. (Considering that Renatus and Agito are apparently appointed Divine Visionaries at the same time, I'll put them together)

But Divine Visionaries that's like 25 and below, she only somewhat know them. That means she barely know Rayne Ames and Lance Crown.

The closest Divine Visionaries she know is Ryoh Grantz. Mainly because he's friends with her father so yeah.

Ryoh's wife once babysit her aswell.

Lol, I kind of lied, it was not short..

[thilsworld]

[October 11th 2024]

Once again I forgot to post for a few days so... Yeah...

Yesterday was my sister's birthday though! Since her apartment is really small she decided to visit me and my mom instead of us visiting her. My mom made homemade Belgian waffles and we decorated them with whipped cream and sweet sauces (meant for ice cream but whatever) and chocolate sprinkles.

Here's a picture, featuring Storm

Unfortunately my birthday gift for her got delayed and it ended up arriving literally 2 hours after she went back home. So I'll give it to her next time I see her. Which might actually be my own birthday since that's 11 days from now...

We also played cards against humanity again since that's her favorite game. To make it a little more interesting, we also always add 1 random white card, so the person picking has to choose between 3 instead of 2. But sometimes the randomly selected card from the top of the pile is a little TOO good. At the end of our long playing round I had 19 points, my sister 15, my mom 21 and the randomly selected card 9. Which... 9 too many to be honest...

Here's a nice example of the random card fitting TOO well. Cause the first white card was my mom's, second was random, 3rd was my sister's

Now as for something about today instead of yesterday:

I'm trying out something new. For the past week I had been struggling to make my day to day life more meaningful and feel like I am productive, considering I am disabled, don't work, and due to anxiety also don't go out often. I'm basically in a bubble with just my mom and cat, and occasionally my sister, my best friend, or my therapist.

So I went looking for someone who had documented their daily life routines down to it's VERY basics. I wanted to find some habits that work for me to make my life feel functional.

I found this blog from a husband and wife, very conservative Christians so definitely not my type of people, but the wife had basically written down EVERYTHING she does from the moment she wakes up to the moment she goes to sleep. Brush teeth, pray, put clothes on, open curtains, EVERYTHING. And one thing it said was that she starts her day with a cup of coffee and the newspaper. Which, is very normal I know. But I decided to give it a try today for the first time. But in my own way cause I don't like coffee and we don't have a newspaper subscription at our house.

So I made my breakfast, and went through the news app, taking small notes of anything that seemed noteworthy. Most is quite depressing, but one thing I loved seeing that according to a research they did among millennials and gen z, about 48% of people in that age group identify as lgbtq in some way, and another 30% is an ally. How amazing is that! I love how with time we're slowly becoming more progressive, and because of that younger generations are able to identify themselves more safely from earlier ages.

It's currently 21:32 as I type this so I guess I'm gonna stop typing and just go to bed now. Maybe I'll write down my (very short) routine tomorrow, kind of like that blog I found, so I can see in the future what stuck and what improved.

3 positive things about today:

We had pizza for dinner

Mom and I played monopoly again, and for the first time in AGES i actually won

I felt more fulfilment today than the past few days. Idk why cause I didn't do much more than usual. I guess I got out of bed on the right foot