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Fandom: Criminal Minds Pairing: Aaron Hotchner/Spencer Reid/Latina OFC Sophie Cortes Word Count: 8,691 Tags: 18+, NSFW, Daddy Kink, Daddy Training, Dom/sub, Oral Sex, Spanking, Oral Fixation, Office Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Unprotected Sex, Protected Sex, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Rimming, Double Penetration, Subspace, Aftercare Summary: One month after the events of ‘Perfect’, Aaron has some very big plans for Spencer and Sophie—and a few things don’t go according to plan. Collection: Part 3 of 5 of Present, Perfect, Patient, Promise, Pretend series Note: This is a previously published work from A03, just moving it over to tumblr. Link to A03 or read below! Spencer and Sophie are about to head to the break room together for tea when her desk phone rings. He reaches his hand out for her cup, earns a mouthed thank you and a smile, and she answers as he walks away.

When he walks back with their tea, she has a look on her face. It’s one he recognizes easily, after a month of being her daddy, a look that tells him it was Aaron on the phone. He smiles softly, sets her mug down on the desk. “You okay?” She nods slowly.

“Hotch wants us in his office.”

“Ooh, sounds like it’s time for a spankin’, girl,” Morgan teases, and Sophie rolls her eyes lightly.

“Reid’s coming too. You think he’d spank me in front of him?”

It’s kind of a funny question, because he has, on more than one occasion. Spencer has spanked her, too. It makes her flushed, whiny, needy, gorgeous—just thinking about it makes him hot under the collar.

“Come on, we better go up,” he says, guiding her to the stairs. If anyone has noticed him being a little more assertive with her lately, they haven’t mentioned it, and that kind of surprises him.

Adding him to their relationship hasn’t exactly been kept secret—they don’t make an effort to hide the fact that they all leave together sometimes, or arrive together, go to lunch together—but nothing has been explicitly confirmed with the team. Still, he kind of expected them to notice the change in him. He feels changed, a little more confident, a little less awkward in his own skin, but so far, nothing. He’s still just the same old Reid when they’re here.

When they’re not here, though…

They enter the office, and Spencer closes the door behind him. Aaron gets out of his chair, walks over to them, plants a warm, firm kiss on his lips, then Sophie’s.

“Mmm. Are we being rewarded?” Sophie asks, eyelids heavy. He wonders what Aaron said to her on the phone to get her so softened up already. “If so, I don’t know what I did.” Aaron chuckles.

“You can think of it as a pre-reward, because I’m going to tell you to do something, and I know you’re going to do it. Do you know how I know?”

“How, daddy?”

“Because you’re our good girl, and you’ll do anything you’re told, and because you're our horny girl, and I’m going to let you come after.” Spencer looks over at him, must look as turned on as he feels, because Aaron smirks a little. “I’m going to let you come, too. You’re going to do what I tell you, aren’t you, Spencer? You like that.”

Ever since the weekend he trained Spencer to be Sophie’s daddy, Aaron has been slipping in some subtle commands for Spencer as well, and he can’t deny the way his body reacts to the sound of his voice, the stern set of his eyes. He likes it both ways, likes feeling submissive and making Sophie feel submissive. He even looked it up on the internet, and he’s definitely not alone.

“Yes,” he replies, and he feels his voice is a little weak. Sophie takes his hand; Aaron crosses his arms.

“Try again. Yes, what?” Sophie looks up at him, chews her lip, and he takes a shaky breath. This part is new.

“Yes, daddy.”

It’s a good thing the blinds are closed, because Sophie kind of loses it, pulls the both of them toward her and kisses Spencer and then Aaron and paws eagerly at his clothes.

“This is so hot, can I suck you off? Please, daddy, I’ll be quick.” Her eyes are big when she looks up at him, and he sighs, like giving her what she wants is a hassle. Spencer hasn’t quite mastered the art of not eagerly letting her do whatever she asks, but he’s working on it.

“Okay, but you have to be quiet. I know you’re a loud, needy slut when you’re on your knees for daddy.” She nods quickly, and Spencer comes up behind her, covers her hands where they fumble with Aaron’s belt.

“Easy, baby. Let me help you.” He unclasps Aaron’s belt, looking up at him with undoubtedly hooded eyes, then unzips his pants, pushes them down a little. Aaron presses his lips together like he’s trying not to moan; it makes him feel like he’s being good and bad, and it’s a feeling he likes. “Can I suck, too, daddy?”

Aaron does moan at that. Spencer considers that a win.

“Yes, gorgeous boy. You’ll take turns: ten seconds each until I come.” Sophie is breathing so hard between them, and kind of trembling, and Aaron touches her face. “Calm down, love. I don’t want you hurting yourself.”

“Yes, daddy.” She swallows hard. “Can I start?” she asks them both, and they nod together. She squeezes her eyes shut briefly, slides to her knees, and moans softly as soon as her mouth is on him. In ten seconds, Aaron puts his hands carefully in her hair, guides her off.

“Spencer’s turn.” Fuck, this is so hot. He drops to his knees beside her, looks up at Aaron, and sucks tight; Aaron’s hands clench white against his desk. “Time’s up,” he rasps after ten of the fastest seconds of Spencer’s life, and when he pulls back, Sophie is on him immediately, hand on his balls, taking him deeper.

That’s not really fair, because she’s had more practice. He’ll have to find a way to catch up.

She doesn’t need to be told to stop, this time, and she puts her hand in his hair as he takes his turn, making him moan around Aaron’s cock. A slightly rougher hand grips him, tilts his head back so he slides off.

“Quietly, if you want to be daddy’s good boy,” he murmurs, and Spencer nods. He wants that more than anything. “Start over.” He sucks at the head, gets him extra wet, and bobs until he thinks it’s time; he pulls off with a lick, and Sophie leans in to lick as well, and they curl their tongues around him together even though that’s not the rule. Aaron doesn't seem to mind, tips his head back and clutches at his desk for support. “Oh, fuck. Jesus.” Sophie’s tongue touches his when she licks a stripe up the side of Aaron’s cock, and it takes all of his willpower not to come in his pants.

“Okay, my turn,” she says, breathlessly, and he pulls back to let her suck him down, stroking quickly; it’s clear he’s close, his hips moving slowly, because he knows she doesn’t like that too fast, and Spencer feels greedy, wants the come in his mouth.

“My turn,” he says, and she releases him with a sigh but bends down to suck on his balls while Spencer takes him in.

That’s enough for Aaron, and he comes with a muffled groan, flooding his mouth in a way that’s almost overwhelming, but he swallows, gasping when it’s over. Sophie kisses him dirty and deep, her tongue probing inside his mouth like she’s looking for a taste, and then she gives up and licks the head of Aaron’s dick until it’s too much for him and he guides her off.

They are all left panting, and Sophie pulls Spencer against her, nuzzles his throat.

“Can I suck Spencer, daddy?” she asks in a small, needy voice, and he groans softly. Aaron fixes his clothes, scrubs a hand through his hair.

“Yes, you can, my perfect little come slut. You’re unhappy because Spencer got to swallow for daddy, aren’t you?” She bites her bottom lip, and her eyes are wet as she nods. Spencer pulls her in for a hug, rubs her lips with his thumb. “You’re going to have to learn to share, sweetheart. I know it’s hard.”

“It’s so hard, daddy.” Aaron crouches down to their level, touches them both gently.

“I know, baby girl. I’ll let you suck him, but first, bend over the desk.” She practically scrambles into Spencer’s lap at his deep, stern command, whimpers quietly.

“What did I do?”

“I was trying to give you two instructions and you pounced on me. You were greedy and impatient because you wanted to suck daddy’s cock so badly. You’re going to get four spanks from each of us.” She looks at Spencer, squirms in his lap, and he kisses her softly.

“You heard daddy. Over the desk.” She takes a deep breath and Aaron stands, helps her up, guides her to the desk so her arms are stretched across it and her ass is out for them. Spencer rises to his feet, and Aaron pulls him closer, kisses him hard.

“Take down her pants. She was very naughty, and she needs to really feel these ones.” Spencer takes a rough breath, nods, and unbuttons her jeans, slides them down her thighs; she’s wearing a thong, so that can stay. Daddy’s rules. “Good boy. Kiss me.”

His mind goes blank. Even after sucking Aaron’s cock and swallowing his come, the thing that makes Spencer the weakest is hearing him say kiss me. That’s very interesting.

His heart rate picks up, and he flushes, pulls him close, kisses him deeply. Aaron’s lips are softer than his words, almost reverent as they move against his, and Spencer feels lightheaded when it’s over. “Perfect, shy boy,” Aaron murmurs, and he takes one of Spencer’s hands. “You first. A little harder than last time.”

“Yes, daddy,” he breathes, and the hand not holding Aaron’s comes up to smack her ass, making her lurch forward and whimper softly. Aaron leans in to whisper in her ear, and she wiggles at his words.

“Again, baby,” Aaron tells him, looking back, and he spanks her again; her head comes up like she wants to moan, and she’s panting, but Aaron shushes her, pushes up her shirt and runs his hand soothingly over her back. “Good girl, just two more and then Spencer will come kiss you. You love his kisses.” He looks back at him, nods, and this time when he hits her, Sophie’s hips move afterward, like she’s looking for friction against the desk. It’s incredibly arousing. “One more, horny girl. You know you can’t get off like this, but you try anyway because you’re so fucking desperate.”

“Desperate, daddy,” she repeats, voice quivering, and after his final blow, she groans softly, sighs. He’s not sure why she sounds relieved; Aaron is only going to spank her harder. “Kisses, daddy?” she rasps, and Aaron lets go of his hand; the other hand is stinging, and he walks around the desk, presses it to Sophie’s hot cheek while he brings her close for a kiss. She sighs again.

“Four more, baby girl. You can take it, you’re my tough girl,” Aaron says, and he smacks her; Spencer watches her face carefully, marvels at how pain and pleasure are equally reflected in her eyes, her mouth. He presses his lips to hers again and she looks up at him like he’s her salvation; it’s enough to make him moan, press against his erection, and Aaron notices. He wonders if that means he’s in trouble. He didn’t ask to touch himself.

Aaron looks at him for a moment, then lifts Sophie by her hips, lays her more on the desk, so her feet are off the floor and she’s closer to Spencer. He licks his lips.

“Take out your cock,” he instructs, and Spencer does, fingers eager and clumsy as they unzip his fly. “Suck, baby girl.” Sophie shudders and scoots forward, takes him in hand, starts sucking like she’s never going to get the chance again. His eyes snap closed and he exhales deeply, palms pressing against the desk. “Stop.” She releases him, panting, and Aaron spanks her; her head sags, and Spencer leans down for a kiss.

“Good girl, you’re doing so good. Your mouth feels so good. Just two more and you’re done, perfect girl.” She nods weakly, her body shaking, and Spencer looks to Aaron.

“Time to suck, baby.”

He puts his hand around the shaft, brings his dick to her lips, and she covers his fingers with her own, sucks a little less enthusiastically—but for Sophie, that doesn’t really mean much. Her mouth is so wet, and he bets her pussy is too; he hopes she’s not so in trouble that she doesn’t get to come, because he really wants to make her come… But only if daddy lets him.

“Stop,” Aaron directs. She doesn’t, and that worries him a little. He holds a hand up for Aaron, pulls out gently, pries her fingers off, and crouches down so he can see her face. He presses his palms to her cheeks.

“Baby girl, you didn’t listen. Have you had enough?” Her eyes are a little teary, but she shakes her head no.

“I’m daddy’s tough girl. I can take it.” He sighs, kisses her mouth a couple times, presses his forehead to hers. When he pulls back, she bites her lip, squeezes her eyes shut, and Aaron spanks her twice in succession.

Her relief at being done is visible, her tense body melting against the desk, and she reaches for Spencer’s hips, but he puts his hand on her arm, stills her. “You did so good baby, so perfect, but you need to ask daddy before you finish sucking, okay? Make sure it’s okay.” She nods, and Aaron comes over to them, kneels down to kiss her, touch her, praise her.

“Spencer is right baby, you did so good for us. We’re so proud of you. You can suck Spencer until he comes in your perfect, pretty mouth, and I’m going to rub your pussy. Remember to be quiet, and I’ll get you off.”

“Yes daddy, thank you daddy,” she says, rushed, and Spencer presses himself against her lips in reward.

She groans softly when Aaron reaches back to touch her, but she’s quiet, good; he lets himself get lost in the feeling, no longer worried about following rules, or making sure she follows the rules, and he comes within seconds. His orgasm is so good, deep, all-consuming, that he just stands there and catches his breath for a minute, and Sophie continues moaning around him while Aaron strokes his fingers inside her panties.

“Amazing boy,” Aaron says, voice low, and Spencer shudders where he stands. “So good to your little girl, and so good for your daddy. So obedient and smart and pretty.” His eyes close involuntarily, and he wets his lips. These words sound so good coming out of his mouth, directed at him, that it makes him hazy. Happy. And a little horny. “Kiss her, baby, if you can—if you two aren’t such a mess you can barely think.”

He kind of is, and he knows she is, but he likes kissing her when she’s barely coherent, so he pulls out of her mouth, cups her face in his hands, and kisses her, catching her moans and whimpers with his lips. “So perfect, Sophie, so good for us. Now come for us. Come for daddy’s fingers, okay?”

“Yeah, I can come for you.” She presses up against Aaron’s arm where it lays across her ass, and Spencer thinks maybe she likes the feel of him against the stinging redness. He leans in, puts his hands on both of her sore cheeks, rubs them softly, spreads them a little, and she sighs, pleased. “Spencer. Daddy.” Aaron glances up, looks at Spencer with a soft expression, then takes one of his hands off of her ass and guides him to her pussy, has him put one fingertip against her opening. Sophie comes the first time he pushes it inside.

She is so good, and quiet, and Aaron helps her off the desk and pulls up her pants, hugs and kisses her softly, while Spencer fixes himself up—between his clothes, his hair, and the undoubtedly foggy look in his eyes, he feels like a fucked out, rumpled mess. He gets hugs and kisses too, when he’s done, and Aaron soothes them, helps them through the blankness he caused so they can function again.

Spencer and Sophie both lean against Aaron’s body where he leans against the desk; he doesn’t look fuzzy like they do, but he does look very pleased with himself, and maybe a little like his mind was blown.

“So. Do you want to hear why I called you up here, now, horny little things?” he asks, holding them both close. They nod together. “I have to work a little later than you tonight, but not much. I have rules for while I’m not there. I want you two to go home, and take a very good shower, and get into some pajamas, and watch tv until I get there. You can make out or otherwise do whatever you like, but you may not come until I get home.” He kisses them each on the mouth once more. “I’ll bring dinner. Understood?”

“Yes, daddy,” Spencer says, licking his lips.

“Yes daddy, no coming,” Sophie recites, and she takes Spencer’s hand. “Back to work, daddy?”

“Back to work, baby. Smart and beautiful girl.” She gets another kiss. “Smart and gorgeous boy,” he tells Spencer, and he gets a kiss too. “Text me when you make it home, I probably won’t see you before you leave.”

“Okay, love you, daddy,” Sophie says, and Spencer follows her to the door, but she stops, puts a hand to her mouth and looks back at Aaron. “The fucking door is unlocked.” Aaron stands up straight, no longer relaxed as he had been, and he walks toward them. Sophie looks up at Spencer and swallows hard.

“Who closed the door?” Aaron asks, and Spencer swallows too. Aaron’s eyes are very hard and his jaw is clenched, and Spencer suddenly feels very, very small.

“I did,” he answers.

“Try again. I did, what, Spencer?”

Fuuuck.

“I did, daddy.” Aaron crosses his arms—looking extremely hot, for the record, like too hot for Spencer by tenfold—and then sighs very deeply.

“Okay. You obviously know you need to be more careful. I don’t need to tell you what could have gone wrong.”

He really doesn’t, because about a million things are running through Spencer’s head, and they all lead down a very bad road of joblessness, homelessness, Aaron-and-Sophie-lessness, and general mortification. He’s glad he’s not being made to feel worse than he already does.

“I will let you choose how you would like to be disciplined, since it’s your first time; it doesn’t have to be spanking, that’s just what Sophie prefers. She can explain your options later.” He uncrosses his arms, runs a hand through his hair. “Really, it’s my fault for not going over the rule again. What’s the rule, Sophie?”

“If you close the door, lock it, every time,” Sophie says quietly, squeezing his hand.

“Right. What’s the rule, Spencer?”

“If you close the door, lock it, every time.”

“Good. I’m not angry, so please don’t be upset.” He kisses them both. “I have a meeting at 3, so I need to get ready. Take care of each other,” he instructs softy, touching both of their faces, and they head downstairs.

Sophie remembers to let go of his hand, or he would have held it all the way to her desk.

“Was that a partner performance evaluation?” Prentiss asks when they sit, unlock their desktops. “I didn’t know Hotch was doing those already, it’s only May.”

“Just squeezing them in when he can, I guess,” Sophie answers. Spencer’s glad, because he still feels kind of low, doesn’t really feel like talking. She kicks at his foot lightly under the desk, a tap he thinks means ‘I’m here.’ Take care of each other. “Yours will be next week, I think he said.”

“Good to know we don’t have to dress up or anything. You look like a college kid and Reid looks like he just rolled out of bed,” Morgan teases, and he freezes for a second. He thought he fixed the blowjob hair. Sophie scoffs.

“He does not. I think he looks really cute today.” Another tap.

“Of course he does,” Prentiss says kindly. “So, how did you do?” He looks up at Sophie, and she smiles, takes a sip of her certainly lukewarm tea, taps his foot again.

“Very satisfactory.” The rest of the work day drags on, and Spencer looks sad about the door thing, so Sophie really wants to make him feel better. She starts by letting him drive to the apartment, and choosing the cheesiest 80s ballads to sing in the car on the way there. When she sings Keep on Loving You by REO Speedwagon as dramatically as possible, he smiles like she’s his favorite thing in the universe, and her heart feels so very full.

When they make it home, she gets them in the door, and then kisses him soft and slow, drags him playfully to the bathroom by his tie. He laughs, and puts his hands on her hips to stop her so he can kiss her properly again. “Hey,” she says gently when their kiss breaks, touching his face. “I really enjoyed myself earlier. Forgetting to lock the door, that’s okay. I did it too, once.”

“Oh, were you in the middle of a kinky threesome with your pants down?” he asks sarcastically, and she rolls her eyes.

“No, but I had Aaron’s head up my skirt and my tits out, so it still probably would have been frowned upon to have an audience.” He laughs softly, and she runs her hands down his body, pulls open his belt. “I don’t want you to feel bad, that’s all. It was an accident, it happened, it’s over. I get you all to myself for a couple hours,” she says, trying for coy, “and that’s never happened before, so I kind of wanted to enjoy it. You?”

“Yeah, I want to enjoy it,” he agrees, takes her face in his hands for a kiss. His lips always feel so good, like they’re caressing her wherever they are, and she sighs happily. “But remember, no coming,” he adds, voice low, and she gives him an appraising look.

“Is that my daddy talking? ‘Cause I want to know how bratty I can be.”

“I’ll be whatever you want me to be,” he murmurs, pulling her t-shirt over her head, and she guides him down for a deep, steamy kiss.

“In that case, I just want Spencer.” She unbuttons his pants, loosens his tie, and they finish undressing each other pretty quickly for two people who aren’t actually going to have sex. When they step under the hot waterfall of the shower, they kiss and touch a little more, and she moans against his arm when he reaches down to touch her between her legs. “What happened to no coming?” she breathes, and he grins a bit wickedly.

“From what I’ve seen, you’re pretty good at not coming. Almost as good as you are at coming. Maybe I want to tease you a little.”

“If you really want to tease me, put your dick in me and don’t let me come on it.” He licks his lips, looks calculating, and she holds up her finger. “No, stop, I’m just kidding. Do not do that. I might cry.”

“What I’m hearing is, not tonight, Spencer,” he emphasizes. “That sounds like something your daddy might do, though, sometime.” She squeezes her legs together, loves when he refers to himself as daddy, even if she likes playing with Spencer as he is as well. Her pussy is complicated.

“Yes, definitely. For now, though, there’s something I wanted to talk about.” He looks at her, so serious, and she touches his face. “When daddy says to take a very good shower, that usually means anal, of some sort, so. Since he told us both to shower… is that going to be okay with you? Because if it’s not, that’s a grenade I’m happy to fall on for you, so to speak.” She sees him process that, and he flushes pink.

“Yeah, yeah. That’s okay with me. I’ve never seen him do it to you, but you like it? It doesn’t hurt?” He cups her cheek, her wet hair, so gentle.

“Well, what’s okay for me may not be okay for everyone, but yes, I like it, and no, it doesn’t hurt. Aaron is so good; he takes his time and makes it feel so good that even his cock isn’t too much. And he goes slow. It’s not like porn, you know? That stuff is made for and by people who fuck, not people who get fucked.”

“Yeah, I get that. I want to, I—I want to.”

“It’s not a guarantee or anything, if he’s not feeling it, but I wanted to let you know just in case. And for the record, I think it would be really sexy to watch him come in you.” Just the thought makes her super horny, and she can tell it makes him lose his mind, so she guides him down for a kiss so she can get her tongue in his mouth. They kiss for a long time, and when Spencer pushes her up against the glass door of the shower and it rattles in the track, she moans. “Fuck, I’m so horny. If I didn’t get spanked already today I’d get off and say fuck the consequences.”

“I think it would be worth it, to feel you come on my cock,” he pants, grabbing her ass, and she holds his shoulders tightly, moves so that his knee is in the perfect spot for her to rub against. When she starts, he groans, squeezes her tighter. It still kind of hurts, which feels really good. “Baby girl, you’re killing me.”

“Just a little taste,” she begs, grinding her pussy on him, and he lets her for a minute before stopping her with forceful hands on her hips.

“Okay, okay. I don’t want you to get in trouble. Let's get cleaned up so when he gets home we’ve been good and we get what we want.” She knows he’s not daddy right now, but he’s being so sweet, and taking care of her, that she feels herself falling, a little bit. She swallows, nods.

“Okay. Thank you.” They kiss, but they don’t let themselves get distracted; they clean up well and dry off and get into pajamas—Spencer’s wearing boxers, and they’re each wearing one of Aaron’s t-shirts, because he’s not the only one who gets to be a fucking tease—and they’re on the couch making out when he makes a soft noise like he’s remembered something.

“You’re supposed to tell me how I can be punished.”

“Disciplined,” she corrects, gently. “Aaron doesn’t like to think of it as punishment, but discipline. If you call it punishment, he won’t do it. But anyway. You could be spanked, like me, or tied up and not allowed to touch him—that’s too much for me, I cried. Aaron does not like to see me cry.”

“I wouldn’t either, baby. You’re too sweet, you don’t deserve to cry. You only deserve good things.” She thanks him, kisses him softly, tenderly, climbs into his lap.

“You could also have him deny you an orgasm for a while by like, literally pretending you aren’t there. We tried it and I cried again, but don’t let me scare you. You might like it.”

“Soft, sappy girl,” he says with a half smile, and she wants to kiss it off of him.

“Yeah, what can I say? I'm just as emotionally needy as I am physically. Fair warning.”

“I think I’m up to the challenge,” he says, looking serious, and he brings her close for another sweet kiss that turns more heated as she presses closer, winds her arms around his neck. “Sophie,” he sighs between kisses, and she weaves fingers in his hair.

“I want you.” Her brain is clouded by lust, and while it’s not the dizzying pleasure of being dominated by her daddies, it's something more, she can feel it. “I want you just as you are, funny and sweet and shy and the smartest guy in the room no matter what room you’re in. I love all that about you.” His hips move under her, she can feel how hard he is, and she moves too, grinds down, kisses him.

“I love you,” he pants, and her hips still, because despite all the sweet and sexy and frankly filthy things he’s said to her in the last month, it’s the first time he’s said that. “It’s okay if you don’t love me back—”

“Oh, shut up. I love you.” She climbs off his lap and tugs his boxers down, and she slowly sinks onto his cock with the help of his careful hands; she wraps her arms around him, puts her mouth on his as she starts to move. He pulls back to speak, and she kisses him hard. “Spencer, I swear if you talk to me about rules I’m going to murder you.”

“But no coming,” he reminds her with a groan as she bounces hard, her chest heaving. His arms are around her waist, snaked up her back, and she can’t believe plain old sex can feel this good.

“We’ll get a pass, I promise. I promise.” She pushes a hand through his hair, kisses him more gently than before. “I love you, let me fuck you. I know you just wanna be good, but let me fuck you.”

“Fuck, Sophie.” His hips slam up hard, and she swears it’s over, but he slows back down again and she sighs, like a part of her still cares about the rules, doesn’t want them to be naughty. It’s not a minute later that Aaron walks through the door, bags in hand, and Spencer groans. “Oh, thank god.”

“What’s going on here?” he asks calmly, putting the bags on the counter and taking off his tie, and fuck, that’s just what she needed to help her finish this stupid, loving, deeply hot sex she impulsively started. She comes, her hips moving fast and her pussy clenching around him, and Spencer moans and presses his face against her shoulder, holding her body tight and coming inside her.

Aaron comes up behind her, shoves a thumb in her mouth, possessive, and she sucks it slow and then pants when it’s gone, “he said he loves me.”

He drops to the couch beside them, runs his hands over the both of them while they calm down, and then he presses his lips to theirs. He rests his forehead against Spencer’s, sweat be damned, and Spencer says, “I love you, too.”

He and Aaron kiss, and Aaron says it back, and Sophie feels kind of bad that they can’t have the same sex just yet, but she’s also not moving unless someone makes her.

“We love one man with impeccable timing,” she says when they come up for air, “because technically you said we couldn’t come until you got home, and you were very much home when your impatient little things had their happy love orgasms.”

“You can have this one on the technicality, but just because I’m happy too,” Aaron says, touching her lips. “But don’t think that means you can challenge daddy ever again, little girl, because you’ll learn quickly that it’s not in your best interest.” That sends a shiver of daddy-specific pleasure up her spine, and Spencer’s too, apparently, because he whines.

“Are you gonna fuck my ass?” Spencer asks Aaron, and Sophie laughs, because they’ve finally found the thing that makes him sound dumb, and turns out it’s just love and lots of good sex. Hilarious. They have dinner shortly after Aaron arrives at home, since Spencer and Sophie aren’t exactly desperately turned on like he’d planned, but what happened was better than he had planned, anyway, so he’s not upset in the slightest.

After dinner—which they sit through looking so sweet and innocent, as if he didn’t walk in to see them fucking in his clothes—everyone gets naked and piles onto the bed for kisses and cuddles. Aaron is in the middle of the love fest, and his heart is so full of love for them it almost hurts.

He never would have thought he’d get to have any of it, let alone all of it.

It’s Sophie who starts it—go figure—by curling her leg around his hip while they kiss, and Aaron softly but firmly tells Spencer to get the lube, which makes them both anxious and squirmy. He squeezes her cheek, gives himself a little more room to work with, and then presses a wet finger against her ass, pushes it in slowly until she gasps. He’s only gone about an inch, but that’s all it takes for her to start moaning, because she fucking loves this.

“Oh, daddy. Please, daddy.” She clings to his shoulders and hitches her leg up higher, and Spencer watches carefully as he pulls his finger out, adds more lube, pushes it in further. “Fuck, yes, daddy.”

“Be patient, sweet girl. You know this takes a while.” He thrusts his finger in and out a handful of times, and Spencer shushes her when she starts begging for more. It’d be enough to make him hard, if he hadn’t already been as soon as he walked through the door.

When she is used to the feeling of one, of how deep he can get it, he pulls out his finger, lubes up another, and slowly inches them in. She feels like silk inside, hot and smooth and perfect, and he holds her tight so she won’t try to buck into the thrusts of his hand, just in case.

“Oh, god,” Spencer groans as he watches him open her up, as he pushes just a little deeper, as he stretches her just a little further. “Can I try, daddy?” he asks, low, and Sophie moans at the idea.

“Yes, perfect boy, but you must follow the rules. Slow and easy, very gentle. Can you promise me?”

“I promise, daddy,” he says, looking so gorgeous and serious, and Aaron removes his fingers and slicks up two of Spencer’s, kisses Sophie’s skin when he slowly sinks them inside. “Oh, fuck.”

“Mmm, daddy. Spencer. Oh, please,” Sophie mewls, bringing up a hand to tug at Aaron’s hair. “Feels so good, daddy. You’re so amazing, daddy.”

“It’s Spencer now, baby,” he says softly, pushing her hair back from her face, and she leans in to kiss him.

“I know, but everything Spencer knows, daddy taught him, and it feels so good.” Aaron closes his eyes, exhales softly. She’s so perfect, and being so patient, and he loves her so much.

“Yes, baby. I taught him because I knew he’d be so good to you, baby girl, and look at him. He’s opening up your ass so carefully because he loves you.” Spencer pulls his fingers out and slicks up a third, and he’s gentle with her, moves his fingers in and out but also side to side, spreading them apart a little. She moans, clings to him, and he reaches down a hand to press himself inside her pussy, pumping slow. A little extra pleasure never hurt anyone, especially when having three long fingers working at their ass.

“Oh, god, yes, daddy.” She doesn’t move, because she’s a good girl and she knows to be still for Spencer, but he can tell she wants to, wants to force his cock deeper inside, then Spencer’s fingers. “Daddy, I’m ready.”

“I don’t think so,” he says carefully, doesn’t want to upset her. “Almost, but not just yet. Let Spencer’s fingers do their job, so his big cock doesn’t hurt you.” They both groan at that—maybe Spencer didn’t think Aaron would let him? But if he wants fucked so badly he’d like to try to soften him up a little first—and Aaron moves carefully inside her. “I’ll let you take us both together if you can be very good and still for me.”

That turns her dial up to 11, and she starts blabbering, and every other word is daddy: “Yes daddy, please daddy, thank you daddy. I’ll be good, daddy, I want you both daddy, I can take it daddy.”

“Fuck. I think she’s ready, daddy, can you check?” Spencer asks, and Aaron smiles. He is such a good boy.

“Yes, baby, let me check and then you can put your cock inside her and feel how tight she is there.” Spencer slips his fingers out, and she whines at the loss, but Aaron slicks his fingers up carefully and pushes them inside her, grinding them and spreading them apart to make sure she is okay with the stretch. She only moans, claws at his back, and he is so turned on, so ready to come inside her it’s unreal. “Okay, sweet girl, your ass is ready. Tell us if you hurt or it’s uncomfortable, and let us know if you’ve had enough. Grab a condom, Spencer.”

“Yes, daddy, I’ll tell you, I promise. Thank you.” They kiss, and Spencer puts the condom on and gets it very slippery, and he leans in to nuzzle against her neck, and Aaron holds her while he presses inside. Sophie starts panting, vibrating in his arms like she wants to move but knows she’s been asked to keep still. “Fuck, yes, oh my god. I need this. Please.”

“Easy, baby,” Spencer says, holding her hip. “You’ve got us, we’re here. Just follow daddy’s rule and be still and we’ll make you come hard.” She nods, frantic, and they move inside her, slowly, taking turns thrusting inside her perfect, tight body.

“Perfect, needy girl. Such a needy slut for us, you want both cocks inside you, fucking you together.”

“Yes, daddy, oh my god. Yes. Needy slut, I’m getting fucked just like a needy slut,” she rambles, holding onto him, reaching back for Spencer. “Spencer, I’m being a good girl, are you proud?” she asks, breathless, and Aaron groans, puts his hands on Spencer so he’ll stop moving, and then thrusts inside her a few times, coming hot and deep. Sophie moans long, and Spencer rubs his hands over her breasts.

“Yes, Sophie, so proud, you’re doing so good. Do you feel daddy’s come? Does it feel so good?”

“So good, it feels so good. Wait until you feel it. Even with a condom, it feels so good when daddy comes.”

Aaron feels lost for a moment, overwhelmed, like they don’t even need him, but then Spencer starts thrusting again, and Sophie clutches at Aaron, puts her mouth against his shoulder and moans and whines, and he remembers how special this is, the three of them, how good. How they all need each other for it to work.

“I love you, daddy. I need you, daddy,” Sophie murmurs like she can tell what he’s feeling, and he touches her face, kisses her deeply, lovingly. He reaches for Spencer, too, caresses his cheek.

“Good boy Spencer, keep fucking. She loves feeling you there. Your turn is next, but remember, you’ll have to be patient.” Spencer closes his eyes, his breathing heavy.

“Yes, daddy. I want you inside me. I’ll be patient.” He squeezes Sophie’s breasts, thrusts a little quicker, like he’s getting close. “Feeling good?” he asks against her neck, and she nods, hums.

“Yes, please come in me. You feel so good, I wanna move, I wanna come.”

“You’re gonna come, baby. You can move a little; I’ll rub your clit,” Aaron promises, and he reaches down between them, slides his fingers over her where she’s swollen. “You’re so messy, baby, between the three of us. You’re getting pumped full of come tonight, dirty, horny girl.”

“Oh, yes daddy. I’m a mess, full of come, still desperate for more.” Spencer grunts, holds her still, and snaps his hips against her, pressing deep and spilling inside the condom, and Sophie all but screams, comes, writhing between them. “God, oh god, fuck, Aaron, Spencer, fuck.”

“Fuck, Sophie, yeah. Keep coming,” Spencer pants, pumping inside even though he’s spent, and he wrings several more groans and shivers out of her before she leans back against him, sighing, satisfied. They both pull out, and Aaron hugs her close between them, because he knows she’ll feel empty and get a little sad, and he’d like to prevent that if possible.

“Beautiful, perfect, good girl,” he coos, and he rubs Spencer’s back, keeps him pressed against her. “You did so good for us, you were so full, and now you’re empty, but we’re right here. We’re still here and we’re not going anywhere.”

“Not going anywhere,” Spencer reiterates, rubbing Aaron’s arm. “So proud of you, letting us both come inside, coming so long and hard for us. You’re our perfect baby girl.” She hums, rubs against them like a pleased cat.

“I’d do anything for you, anything.” They continue to touch her and each other, give her lots of skin contact, and when she’s fully herself again they take her to the bathroom to clean her up.

Aaron pulls the comforter off the bed, because it’s a sticky mess, and they pile back on, kissing and touching softly. Spencer is in the middle, and Aaron grabs two handfuls of his ass, squeezes, making him moan.

“Are you ready to start, sweet boy? Do you want daddy’s fingers?” Spencer presses his teeth into his bottom lip, breathes hard.

“Yes, daddy. Please, daddy.” Aaron rewards him with kisses, pulls a pillow down and guides him onto his stomach. Sophie curls around his head and brushes her fingers through his hair.

“You’re going to feel so good, daddy will make you feel only good just like you did for me, I promise,” she says, and Aaron spreads Spencer’s legs, leans between them to lick gently at his hole; Spencer curses, rubs against the bed, and Sophie laughs softly. “Oh yeah. There’s that, too.”

Aaron smiles, because Spencer is going to be a gorgeous fucking mess when all is said and done, and that’s kind of what he’s been waiting for.

“Do you like that, Spencer? Tell daddy. Do you like my tongue?”

“Oh, god, yes daddy,” Spencer groans, and he leans in and licks again; Spencer’s fingers fist in the sheets. “Feels so good, daddy, thank you daddy.”

“You’re welcome, gorgeous boy. You’ve been so good for me, I wanted to treat you to something special.” He flicks his tongue quickly a dozen times, then presses the tip of it past the barrier, and Spencer arches his back, moans loudly. Sophie is getting flushed just watching him, and she smooths back his hair, murmurs sweet words just for him. “Spencer, I want you to do something for me. I want you to lick Sophie’s pussy while I continue. Sophie, open your legs for him.” She whines, but does as she’s told, and Spencer pulls her closer, buries his face in her and eats her just the way she likes. He’s had plenty of practice, by now.

She curls fingers in his hair, and Aaron dives back in, licking and probing with his tongue until he is wet and soft and moaning against Sophie’s clit.

“Oh, you’re a slut for it, Spencer, eating pussy and having your ass eaten too. Horny, desperate boy for daddy. Are you leaking onto the sheets?”

“Yes, daddy,” he pants, pulling away from Sophie, and she rubs his shoulders soothingly. “Yes, I’m a slut, daddy, making such a mess of myself. My dick is wet and my face is, too.” Aaron closes his eyes, exhales deeply. This may be a little more than he bargained for.

“Of course, dirty boy. When you eat Sophie’s pussy, you do it right, make her wiggle and whimper. You love it, getting messy, filthy.” He presses his tongue inside again, and Spencer whines.

“Fuck, yes, daddy. Filthy.” He rests his head against Sophie’s thigh for a moment and then licks at her, holding her hips, moaning while Aaron moves his tongue inside him. “Daddy, fingers, please. It feels too good,” he shudders, and Aaron doesn’t want him to come just yet, so he pulls back, leans up on his knees and finds the lube.

“Okay, since you’re such a good boy, I’ll open you up for daddy’s cock now. Do you think you can take me?” Sophie whines, either at his words or Spencer’s tongue, he’s not quite sure.

“I can take you, daddy, yes, daddy. You can hold me down, and, and…” Aaron slides a wet finger in easily, and he thinks Spencer’s mind goes a little blank. It takes him a moment to finish his thought. “And, and fuck me, daddy.”

“Oh, I’m going to, sweet boy. I’ll hold down your arms and pump into your tight, perfect ass and make you come on my cock, gorgeous boy.” Spencer moves his hips a little, rubbing his dick against the bed, and Aaron presses a palm to his lower back. “Be still, baby. You have to be patient for me or I’m going to stop.”

“Yes daddy, please don’t stop, I’ll be patient. Don’t stop,” he begs, and Aaron lubes up a second finger and slides them inside together, and Spencer trembles, whimpers.

“Put that mouth to good use and make Sophie come, filthy boy,” he instructs, and Sophie whines, rolls her hips against nothing.

“I don’t need it, daddy, it’s okay,” she pants, but Spencer knows better, shifts up to suck hard at her clit.

“Baby girl. Who is giving the orders tonight?” She moans, grinds against Spencer’s mouth.

“You, daddy.”

“Only me?” he asks, looking into her eyes as he thrusts his fingers into Spencer, and she shivers, bites her lip.

“Only you, daddy.”

“So what’s going to happen?” Spencer moans into her pussy, rolls his hips around for friction, and Aaron adds another finger, stretching him, breathing out slowly because he’s getting a little too excited at having them both at his complete mercy.

“I’m going to come, daddy.” She groans deeply, tugs at Spencer’s hair, and Aaron smiles. He knows it looks dirty.

“That’s right, baby. Can you come for me now? So I can fuck Spencer?”

“Yes, daddy.” She presses against Spencer, pinches her nipple, and whimpers, shudders, tries to squeeze her legs together as she comes. “Oh, fuck.” She bucks her hips a few extra times for good measure, then sags back against the pillows, her chest heaving. Spencer sighs, kisses her thigh, rubs her hips where his hands were rough. Aaron pulls out his fingers, crawls up to kiss both of his perfect partners.

“I love you both. So incredible for me, so good. Spencer,” he whispers into his ear, pushing back his hair, “are you ready to be fucked by your daddy?” He is sweaty, flushed, gorgeous, a complete mess, and he nods quickly.

“I’m ready, daddy.” Aaron kisses his soft, slack mouth.

“Good boy. Sophie, come lay down. Spencer’s going to put his cock in you so he has a place to come.” She runs her hands through her hair—she is also sweaty, flushed, wrecked, and so beautiful—and looks at him with desperation in her eyes.

“Daddy, I don’t know if I can.”

“You can, baby. Just be still and let daddy do all the work. You can come if you want, but you don’t have to. We’re just using your pussy for clean up, baby girl.”

He loves the look in her eyes when she gives in, slides down the bed, when Spencer hovers over her, shaking, and presses inside. She wraps her arms and legs around him, holds him close, kisses him, and Aaron crowds in behind them and rolls on a condom, slicks it up, and guides himself into Spencer’s ass.

Spencer moans so loudly and deeply that Aaron feels it in his bones, and his hands fist into the sheets again, and Aaron thrusts inside, slow and steady and long, the tight heat around his cock threatening to end things before he’s ready. He drapes himself over Spencer’s back, pumps shorter, shallow, kisses his shoulders.

“Good boy for me, Spencer. Daddy feels so good inside you, doesn’t he?”

“Yes, daddy. So big and... and careful, daddy, thank you, daddy.” Aaron licks his lips, covers Spencer’s arms with his own, applying a little pressure, and fucks slow, rolling his hips, grinding against him. “Yes, that feels so good, oh, god.”

“I know, baby. Sweet, slutty boy. So hot and tight for daddy. This is daddy’s ass, isn’t it?”

“Yes, daddy’s ass,” Spencer murmurs, his hips stuttering a little, making Sophie grab his back. “Only daddy has been in this ass, and only daddy will be.” Aaron exhales hot against his skin, and he leans up, because he has to come, can’t wait anymore. He has to make it good while he lasts.

“That’s right, my sweet, shy boy,” he groans, hands on Spencer’s hips, and he fucks him fast, but not rough, not hard.

“Oh, yeah, fuck, daddy, yes,” he whines, rocking back into Aaron’s thrusts, forward into Sophie, and she whimpers beneath him. “Yes, daddy, come inside me, daddy. Need you to, want you to.”

“I’m going to come, baby, hold on for me. Almost.” He fucks a little harder, can see Spencer wants it, as he works his body fast in time with Aaron’s hips. “Slutty, needy boy, messy and dirty and desperate and perfect. I love you, sweet boy.”

“Yes, fuck, daddy, needy, dirty, desperate. I love you.” He lifts a hand, covers Aaron’s on his hip, and Aaron can feel Spencer’s whole body tighten from inside when he comes, grunting, spilling into Sophie. She sighs, pulls him close, and Aaron folds forward and comes too, pressing deep, running hands over Spencer’s shoulders and neck.

He pulls out so they can get into a more comfortable position, spoons him, wraps his arms around his body and holds him tight, kissing everywhere he can reach. Sophie presses against his front, softly kisses his lips, his cheeks, and he just breathes between them.

After Spencer has calmed down a little, Sophie slides down his body to nuzzle against one of Aaron’s hands, and he lifts it, strokes her face, presses his finger to her lips so she can suck on it. He rests his cheek on Spencer’s arm, wonders how in the fuck the universe decided he deserved this.

Sophie’s sucking slows, then stops, and it’s clear she’s fallen asleep. Spencer swallows hard, clears his throat, and tips his head back for a kiss.

“Hi there, baby. You did so perfect for me, felt so good. My good boy.” He hums, and Aaron kisses him again. “You okay? What can I do for you?”

“Um. Water, please? And then, I can help you with her in the shower. I’m sure she’ll feel gross when she wakes up.” Aaron squeezes him tighter, brushes his lips over his shoulder.

“I can wash you both up, you don’t need to help. When you submit, daddy takes care of you.” He rubs his hip, massages his ass gently. “Did you like it better than being a daddy?”

“I like both,” he rasps. “They make me feel so different, it’s hard to compare.”

“I’m happy to hear that, baby. I like when you do both, too. I’m going to get you that water, and then we’ll wake her up and shower, okay, perfect boy?”

“Yes, daddy.” Aaron nods, gets out of bed.

“Oh, and Spencer?” He turns his head, soft and sleepy and pliant, so cute. “I hope you enjoyed coming tonight, because you’re going to be disciplined tomorrow, and it might be a very long time before I let you get off again.”

He groans, and Aaron grins.

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jeranasblog · 4 years ago

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Starker Kink Advent Calendar - Day 3

Summary: Peter marries Tony because he wants to keep working. Tony marries Peter because he doesn’t want the boy’s brilliance to go to waste. Neither one of them expects an overwhelming attraction to unfold between them. Feelings, insecurities, and doubts tangle together until they find themselves inextricably linked. And what happens when a surprise turns everything upside down?

24 days, 24 chapters, 24 kinks

Pairing: Peter Parker/Tony Stark

Rating: E

Notes: Hey guys. I’ve decided to write a “Starker Kink Advent Calendar” this year, so 24 chapters with 24 different kinks. Enjoy <3

Warnings: Check all the sex tags on Ao3

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Day 3 - Size Kink @venomondenim

The week with Tony had been heaven. They had spent their days together in bed, only leaving when they really had to or when they wanted to go to the lab together. Peter didn’t remember ever being so carefree, and with each passing day, the insecurities were pushed further and further into the back of his mind.

Tony was amazing. He was kind and funny, listening to what Peter had to say and he didn’t belittle him once like all the other Alphas did when Peter joined a discussion. Tony didn’t think Omegas belonged into the bed or the kitchen, and Peter couldn’t be more grateful his husband had picked him.

The only thing that started to annoy Peter was Tony’s unwavering patience to wait for Peter’s sake. It had been cute in the beginning. His Alpha didn’t pressure him. He gave him time to get used to it but soon, Peter was losing patience himself.

It had started with making out and a few fingers inside his hole, but each time they fooled around- and they fooled around a lot- Peter got greedier. He was ready for it. Tony had given him four fingers by now, and Peter had sobbed in pleasure while he was riding them. He was ready. He wanted to be claimed. He wanted to be owned.

Unfortunately, Tony had the patience of a saint.

“Please, Alpha. Fuck me,” Peter had begged yesterday while his hole milked the fingers greedily. “I need it so bad, need your knot.”

But Tony had only cooed and soothed him by stroking his back. “Baby, I’m huge. You need to get used to this. I don’t want to pressure you.”

So Peter was left behind, satisfied by the three orgasms he had gotten in the morning, but still moping because he didn’t get his Alpha’s cock yet. If he wanted to get fucked more than once before the week was over, he had to step up his game.

His plan was easy. Tony’s control was already running thin. There was just one last step necessary to push him over the edge, and Peter knew exactly what the Alpha was weak for.

When Tony’s employees had brought Peter’s things over a day before their marriage, they had also packed Peter’s entire clothes. They weren’t put away into the closet yet because Peter had been busy fooling around with his husband, but the boxes were still somewhere in their dressing room. Peter just had to find what he was looking for.

Thankfully, the clothes were sorted and the boxes labeled, so it took Peter less than a minute to find his favorite skirt, white and far too short, as well as a pair of white panties and a short crop top. He paid attention that his mating mark was in plain view before he started the mission.

Tony was a possessive Alpha, Peter knew that already, even though the billionaire tried to hide the side of him. It was endearing. Peter could see that Tony’s gaze lingered on every mark he left on Peter’s body and that the Alpha lost it when he saw the proof of their bond. And Peter had every intention to use the knowledge against his husband.

When Peter approached Tony, the man was sitting in the living room.

“Alpha?” Peter’s voice was dripping with innocence and he could watch in delight how his Alpha’s eyes got wider as he took in Peter’s appearance. “Alpha, I need your help. I finally wanna feel you.”

Tony was hesitating, still fighting against his attraction, so Peter decided to step up the game for one last time.

“I wanna be yours, Alpha. Wanna be claimed completely. Please, I need you so badly. Please, take me.”

Just as Peter had thought, his words were the last straw. He couldn’t even blink before Tony was at his side, pulling him against the Alpha’s chest. Peter could already feel hands on his ass, kneading his cheeks and pulling them apart. That’s what he wanted, his Alpha losing control.

“Let me take you to bed, sweet thing,” Tony growled into his ear while he already pushed him towards the bedroom door. “I wanna fuck you properly, Omega. Wanna take your virginity in our bed.”

Peter purred in pleasure, and he allowed his husband to guide him wherever Tony wanted. He was far too aroused to worry about pain. The only thing that mattered was his husband's cock finally inside of him.

They barely made it to the bed. Peter already lost his panties in the hallway, his slick running down his thighs, and Tony’s shirt disappeared as they entered the room. They couldn’t get to it fast enough, clawing at each other’s clothing, and Peter could swear he had heard his top ripping at one point.

The first time Peter paused was when Tony actually opened his pants. Peter laid on his back, propped on his elbows while he wore nothing but the white shirt that had ridden up dangerously high. He watched every move of his husband in anticipation, his thighs shaking as he heard the sound of the opening zipper.

The sight made him anxious and excited at the same time. Tony hadn't exaggerated. He was huge. Peter could feel his mouth watering as he saw the thick cock, red and angry, already leaking at the tip, but there was a hint of fear as well. What if he wouldn’t fit?

Tony noticed his worry. “We don’t have to do it today, baby. I can wait for you.”

No! Peter was sick of waiting.

“I can do it, Alpha. I need you now. I feel so empty.”

The words made Tony growl. He got rid of his pants before he pressed Peter into the mattress, spreading the Omega’s legs and rubbing against him.

“You’re such a tease, baby. Such a temptation. Spread your legs a little more, baby. Show me where you need me.”

Peter whimpered and obeyed, spreading his legs until his thighs were straining and the Alpha had a good view of his leaking hole. There was slick everywhere, trying to coax Tony into giving Peter what his body needed.

“God, you’re wet, baby,” Tony said while his hand wandered between Peter’s legs to play with the edge of his rim. “Dripping like you’re dying for it. Tell me how bad you need me, Omega.”

Peter tried to answer, he really did, but while he was speaking, Tony had thrust two of his fingers inside Peter’s hole and the Omega couldn’t focus anymore. The stretch wasn’t much, they had fooled around a lot the last few days, but it was already enough to make Peter stupid with pleasure. He immediately started to ride them, begging wordlessly for more while he wrapped his arms around his husband’s neck.

“Just like that, baby,” Tony cooed while he added two more fingers, giving Peter exactly what he craved. “Show me how open you are for me. Show me how much you needed my knot.”

Whimper after whimper slipped from Peter’s lips, pitiful noises that were meant to convince Tony to finally give him what he needed. But even though Peter could see raw hunger in his Alpha’s eyes, he was still patient, still focused on preparing him.

When Peter couldn’t stand it anymore, he started to sob. “Please, Alpha. Fuck me. Need you. Please.”

Maybe it was because of the tears, maybe because Tony couldn’t wait anymore himself, but he finally listened to the Omega’s pleas and pulled out his fingers. Being empty almost hurt, but Peter knew it would only get better. He could feel his Alpha above him, could feel the strong arms pinning him onto the mattress while the tip of his Alpha’s cock nudged against his dripping hole. He was ready.

Tony pressed in carefully. Every inch was a struggle, a mixture of pushing in and pulling back. Peter should have been more afraid. He should have asked his Alpha to pull out and stretch him even more because every inch sent a wave of pain through his body but instead, Peter basked in the feeling of being filled so thoroughly.

His body was struggling, his hole was aching and straining, but his mind was quiet, savoring every inch that was forced into his body. Peter had never felt better before, completely lost in the moment, in his Alpha around him and the pulsing length that claimed every little part of him.

“Are you okay, baby?” Tony asked concerned, forcing himself to stop, but Peter couldn’t take that. His Alpha didn’t understand that he needed him to move, needed more of the stretch, more of the beautiful cock.

“Ngh- so good, Alpha. Gimme more.” His words were slurred, barely understandable at all, but they were enough to make the Alpha lose his fears.

Peter could feel the shift, could feel the thrusts getting harder and quicker until Tony finally bottomed out.

“I can’t believe you’re a little size queen, baby.”

Tony didn’t stop his movements once, driving into Peter, even though he had been a virgin seconds ago, even though the stretch should have been too much. Peter craved it. He tried to meet the thrusts, tried to signal his Alpha that he wanted it like this, needed it like this, but every drag against his walls made it harder to move. Tony had fucked it out of him.

“Look at you. Such a greedy whore. I haven’t expected you’d take me so easily, baby. I thought I’d have to prep you more for my cock. But look at how you take me. Peter, your sweet little pussy must be burning, but you don’t even care, do you?”

Peter could only whimper in response. He did care. The burn made everything only better, only more intense.

“Love it, Alpha.”

Tony chuckled. “Oh, I know, sweet thing. You’re gagging for it. Such a cock hungry whore. I’d have stuffed you days ago if I’d known you need it that badly.”

Peter didn’t even know what he should concentrate on. Tony’s dirty words that set his body on fire, the delicious friction against his sweet spot or the burning stretch. He had never felt so much at the same time, and he already knew it would be over quickly.

Tony sped up his thrusts, fucking into Peter as if they had done it for years, as if this wasn’t Peter’s first time. The Omega loved it, savored the burn, almost disappointed when it lessened after a while. He had never imagined that sex could feel so good.

“Gonna come soon, sweet thing. Gonna claim you. Do you need my hand on your pretty little cock?”

Peter could already feel the wave, only a second away from jumping over the edge. He needed nothing but his Alpha’s cock.

“Just harder, Alpha. Fuck me, please.”

Tony growled as he thrust even harder, even faster. Peter’s body spasmed, pressing into every touch while he chased his own orgasm.

When Peter finally came, he took Tony over the edge as well. His hole was like a tight grip around the Alpha’s cock, milking it and begging for every drop while his own length dripped with his Omega come. Peter’s vision was dancing, everything blurring together but the thick cock that was spreading him open.

Tony’s come was hot inside him, splashing against his walls and marking him up. It was the final claim, and Peter could feel his inner Omega relaxing, finally properly claimed.

“Such a good Omega. Mine forever. My husband.” Peter basked in Tony’s words, closing his own eyes and giving himself to his Alpha. Tony would take care of him. Tony would clean him and move him, so they could nap for a while.

Maybe their marriage could work. Peter was still afraid of fucking it up, still afraid of disappointing his Alpha, but if he worked on himself every day, maybe he could be enough for Tony Stark.

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godesssiri · 5 years ago

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My step dad’s mother is an evil Old Bitch.She has been the absolute stereotypical nasty mother-in-law to my Mum for 30 years. She adopted 2 boys in the 60s and screwed them up so badly that one ran away to find his real parents when he was in his 20s and then never spoke to his adopted family again, the other (my step dad) has spent 55 years tying himself in knots to be the perfect son so she wouldn’t send him back to the orphanage (a frequent threat for bad behavior as a child). He is in jail right now and so my mother has had to look after the Old Bitch.

She has been getting steadily more and more demented. My mother and I have been involved in Elder Care for a long time and we know senile dementia when we see it. We have struggled trying to make sure she is looked after, that her house is clean and she has food in the cupboards and she is getting her medication. My mother has text messages to the Old Bitch’s little sister going back over a year letting her know when the Old Bitch had had yet another incident, begging for help, saying she needed to be in care. She wasn’t safe, she kept leaving the door unlocked, the house had been turned over at least twice that we know of and there were some very dodgy drug addict neighbors across the street. She had several major falls. She’s diabetic and the home help who were supposed to administer her insulin messed up regularly. We actually lined up rooms in rest homes on 2 separate occasions but she wasn’t quite demented enough that we could invoke power of attorney and force her to go in.

3 weeks ago we finally managed to get her into a rest home and I cleaned out the house with the help of the new tenant and a family friend. Her sister said we could keep a small dining table and ceramic elephant side table, they were the only things in the house we actually liked, they’d actually belonged to the sister but had been in the Old Bitch’s house on permanent loan. Then she came to visit along with their other sister and they didn’t like the rest home. They weren’t happy that we had gotten rid of all the Old Bitch’s stuff (we kept photos, decent jewelry, important documents and antiques). They didn’t like that she didn’t have anything personal in her shoebox room. They wanted their parents and grandparent’s marriage certificates that were in a wooden box with roses on it. They wanted her opal broach and diamond ring and emerald ring. We couldn’t keep the tables anymore because they were mad at us. Did we really need to get rid of all her things, she’s not dead yet. They think we’ve either lost or gotten rid of their family heirlooms or we’re keeping them for ourselves.

We had rooms in better facilities lined up for her - it’s really hard to get rooms in our area, her family didn’t try to help us find a place for her so if they’re not happy they can find another place. I’m a good judge of what’s good vintage and what’s crap and believe me we got rid of so so much crap. I made sure we didn’t get rid of anything good. We haven’t had a chance to get her photos/mementos etc out to her yet, we’re not withholding them, we haven’t gotten rid of them, we’re just fucking busy - We’ve got a friend lined up to take all her stuff to her next week. The wooden box with roses on it was full of knitting needles and tangled yarn, which I told them immediately after they accused us of throwing out the contents, damn sure I threw out the contents. I have gone through another (much cooler) wooden box full of old photo’s pulling out some for my step-dad and found the certificates - they obviously got the boxes confused, they’re about the same size and shape. I’ll be keeping the cooler box (it’s an Edwardian soap box with the original paper branding still on it and still really clear, it’s fucking awesome) because they’ve clearly forgotten it existed, they knew I had the photo’s because I was going to put them in albums for the Old Bitch but never got around to it, I’ve just told them the photos were in a cardboard box but I’ve packed them into the rose box for them. I went through twelve (12) jewelry boxes and did not find an opal broach or a diamond ring or a emerald ring, I found a crap tonne of tin and plastic but the things the sisters are demanding have either been lost by a demented old lady or sold by the neighbors for drug money - I have point blank told them that.

We have now informed her sisters that we will be sending everything to the Old Bitch at her rest home, if they want anything they can go pick it up from her there. They’ve accused us of wanting her stuff even though she’s not dead yet but they’re laying claim to it all like she is. If they want all this stuff they’ll have to go and pry it out of the claws of their dear demented sister and prove themselves to be the grasping greedy bitches that they’re accusing my mother and I of being. Or they do the decent thing and actually wait for her to die before they claim it.

TLDR step-dad’s Aunties are evil old ladies and we’ve forced then into a corner where they either have to actually be decent or expose themselves as the bitches they are.

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trysomecats · 6 years ago

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Caught in a Web Part 5

Summary: Dan was offered to join Willow Grove Academy, Britain’s most prestigious and renowned private school, on a full scholarship. All of the other students are rich, unlike Dan who comes from a modern lower class society. Things become complicated when he lies about his background to Phil Lester, the most popular and richest boy in the school.

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4

The confession happened before the food had even arrived. They were at a small Italian restaurant with prices that were thankfully affordable. Dan viewed it as a small victory, considering that Phil was going to hate his guts when he revealed the fact that he was nothing but a pathetic liar.

Dan had initially planned on confessing before they even went inside the restaurant, but it was hard to interrupt Phil’s bright eyes and cheerful babbling. It was only after they had sat down at their table and ordered drinks when he spoke the truth.

“-and we can go on vacation together when our next school breaks comes around. I figured the four of us could go somewhere new, an adventure, you know? There’s this place in America called Roswell - it’s in New Mexico I think - and there’s this conspiracy theory that aliens landed there one time. And it got me thinking that we could go there and, well, who knows, maybe-”

“I lied.”

“What’s that?” Phil asked, eyes still crinkled with happiness as he sipped his cider.

Dan’s mouth was dry. Despite this, once he began speaking, it was impossible to stop. He was a fly making his last stand before the spider came to kill him. Everything came pouring out, right there in the middle of the most expensive dinner he had ever eaten, with the first boy he had ever loved.

“I lied,” he repeated. “I lied about everything. My dad doesn’t work in India, he works in a shitty cubicle copying papers all day. I was never homeschooled, I went to public school instead. The headmaster at Willow Grove was feeling charitable and gave me a full scholarship to attend. I don’t have any money to my name, most of my clothes and games are second-hand. I’ve lied about everything, Phil, everything...”

‘I lied because I was scared you’d judge me,’ were Dan’s unspoken thoughts. ‘I lied because you were the first people besides Louis who talked to me, and I never had any friends before you, Pj, and Chris.’

Phil was staring at him, his mouth open. All traces of happiness were gone and replaced by obvious shock and anger. His eyes, usually so beautiful and blue, were wide and glinted darker than usual.

“I’m really sorry,” Dan spoke, when the silence became suffocating. He felt like he was going to vomit.

“I’d like for you to leave,” Phil finally spoke. His voice was so soft, but it sounded as if he struggled to get the words out. It was as if he were seething with anger on the inside, but trying desperately to keep calm on the outside. “I’d like for you to leave right now.”

Dan didn’t need to be told twice. He shoved his chair back and stood up quickly, knocking over his glass of sparkling cider. The waiter rushed over to help with the spill, but Dan only pushed passed him. People from nearby tables shot him glares as he ran through the restaurant and created disturbance, but he couldn’t have cared less.

He left without turning back, so that Phil wouldn’t see the tears streaming down his cheeks.

Somehow, word had got around by the time Dan went back to school the next day. He arrived at the very last minute, when the bell had already rung. There was no use coming early, because he knew that Phil would never talk to him again, and neither PJ nor Chris either. Oh God, he dreaded having to face Chris, who was easily the most tempered out of the trio.

Louise was one of the first people to give him an icy glare when he walked into French class.

“I guess I was wrong about you this whole time,” She spoke loud enough for the whole class to hear.

“I guess you were,” Dan found his words, but he didn’t dare look at her. His heart was pounding fast, and it took all of his willpower to remain seated rather than leaving the classroom.

Louise wasn’t done with him.

“You might not be rich, but you’re just as greedy and snotty as everyone else in this school! I didn’t take you as the kind of guy to use someone for their money. I mean, do you even have anything to say?”

“No,” Dan told her, his throat too tight. His hands clenched his pen tightly, and tears were pooling in his eyes once again. Before coming to school today he’d sworn to himself that he wouldn’t cry, but evidently that was not going to happen. “No, I don’t have anything to say Louise, so just don’t talk to me.”

She gladly took him up on that offer for the rest of French class, as well as Arithmetic too. In fact not one person offered him any sort of greeting. Joe made brief eye contact with him, but it wasn’t friendly, and Zoe didn’t look at him even once.

It took Dan a great amount of courage to step into his Advanced Literature classroom, and when he did, he immediately regretted it. His usual spot, the one next to Phil, was taken by another student who Dan recognized as Anthony Padilla. Phil didn’t even spare a glance at Dan, talking with Anthony as if he always sat there.

Dan’s face felt hot as he hurried to an empty seat in the back of the room. Phil might have not been looking at him, but the rest of the class certainly was. The entire school had obviously known by now about his lie.

But there was nothing more he could do; Dan knew that he had been slowly digging his own grave at Willow Academy from the very start. In a way, he had known from the beginning that sooner or later his life here would end in disaster.

Dan made it three days before everything became too much for him to handle. In his old school he had been used to being ignored, but this was a lot different. People who used to talk to him on a regular basis now either gave him the cold shoulder or blatant scorching glares.

After hours and hours of pleading with his mother, she had agreed to set up a meeting with the headmaster to discuss his transferring back to public school, but she wasn’t happy about it in the least.

Now he would be looked down upon in school and at home.

When lunchtime on Wednesday rolled around, he skipped it yet again to hide in the library. There was no way he could possibly eat; his stomach had felt too tight and uneasy every since PJ has discovered his secret.

His thoughts lingered back to the conversation he’d had with his mother this morning.

“This could completely change your future Dan,” She’d said with a shake of her head. “I hope you know what a wasted opportunity this will have been. And you won’t even tell me why! I was under the impression that you were coming to like Willow Grove....”

His breath felt too short as he thought about how badly he’d messed up. The look of pure disappointment on Phil’s face was impossible to forget about. Dan had been the cause of it….

Because that’s what he was, a disappointment. If he knew how to talk to people, or was smart of good looking, or had something to counter against his awkward, pathetic personality, then maybe things would be different. Maybe he would have been able to befriend Phil without having to lie. There were so many opportunities to confess early on, before the web had grown too big. But he had wasted those opportunities, and now the web was wound tightly across his throat, choking him.

Dan realized that he wasn’t in the library anymore. His feet were taking him down the winding hallways, so he could be somewhere alone, somewhere where he could hide forever…

His breath was still short as he reached the bathroom, and as soon as he reached a stall his stomach lurched. He heaved his meager breakfast into the toilet, over and over again until there was nothing left to come up, not even caring that the door was still wide open.

He felt shaky and his heartbeat was thunderous.

He wanted to be anywhere rather than here, but home was almost just as bad, and there was no safe place to go. His only comforts were Phil, Chris, and PJ, but he didn’t have them anymore, and now he couldn’t breathe.

An immeasurable amount of time passed before Dan became aware that someone was speaking to him.

“Dan? Hey- what’s the matter?”

“C-Cant-,” Dan struggled to find his voice, the dizziness becoming overwhelming at this point in time. “Can’t breathe, I-”

His stomach twisted again and he was back to dry heaving. His knuckles were white as they gripped the porcelain. There were black dots interfering with his vision, mingled with the hot tears that had built up in his eyes.

“Try to take some deep breaths Dan,” Chris encouraged, but his voice was distant and Dan could hardly focus on it. The voice became sharper and more desperate. “Dan! Come on, you have to breathe!”

It was easier said than done.

“Fuck,” Chris was swearing, and Dan realized that he had collapsed onto his knees.

It took several minutes, but Dan managed to evade passing out. As soon as his breathing was back to normal, Chris took him by the arm and led him outside the school before he could protest.

Dan was completely silent during the whole ride to Chris’ house, and the other boy didn’t say anything to him. When they finally got inside, the mansion big and empty and unbearable, Chris sat him down on a sofa worth more than Dan’s house and handed him a bottle of water.

“Drink it,” Chris demanded, watching with sharp attentiveness until Dan had taken several gulps of the clear and refreshing liquid. Chris, meanwhile, had taken a seat next to him.

“Jesus, just look at you. When’s the last time you’ve slept?”

Dan spared him a response, because they both knew the answer to that one.

“You have to give me some answers Dan,” Chris finally said. “We both know that you didn’t lie to take advantage of us.”

What?

Dan looked up at Chris in confusion. “H-How do you know that?”

“Well, obviously I was pissed as fuck when Phil and PJ told me the truth about you. But then when I calmed down, I got to thinking about things. You never once asked for...well, anything. If you were really just friends with us for our wealth, surely you would have tried to get some, yeah?”

“It doesn’t matter anyway,” Dan finally muttered after a moment of silence. “I lied, and that’s the real problem here.”

“It matters to me,” Chris said, folding his arms. “I want an answer, Dan.”

“I don’t know what you want me to say,” Dan began to feel desperate for some sort of way out of this. “I mean, I don’t even know why I did it! I was an idiot, okay? I’d never been to such a fancy school before, with chandeliers and school lunches too expensive to afford! I didn’t have any friends in my old school, so I certainly didn’t expect to have friends at Willow Grove! When you guys actually started talking to me, poor insignificant me, I panicked! Does that answer your fucking question? Does it!?”

“Yeah,” Chris said sharply. “It does! Dan, you need to talk to Phil about this as soon as possible.”

“What are you talking about? Phil doesn’t want anything to do with me, and I completely understand why!”

“No Dan, you don’t get it. Phil loves you!” Christ took a hold of his shirt collar. “I don’t understand why you’re just letting everyone assume that you were after our money!”

Dan pulled away from him. “What’s the point of trying to explain? I lied!”

“But you didn’t lie to hurt us; you didn’t lie to hurt Phil!”

“It doesn’t matter Chris! The whole point is that I wasn’t honest with Phil, or any of you! I have a meeting with the headmaster tomorrow, so I can make arrangements to go back to my old school.”

“You can’t do that. Dan, you have to talk to Phil!”

“No I don’t!”

“Yes you do!” Chris said, gripping Dan’s sleeve so he couldn’t rise. “Besides, you have to whether you want to or not. I called him and told him about your panic attack, and he’s on his way now.”

i’m sorry for taking SEVERAL YEARS to update. If there’s anyone left who still remembers this ol’ fic, then you have my gratitude as well as my sincerest apologies!

#phanfiction #phan #high school au #angst #panic attacks #comfort #caught in a web #I'm sorry it took me years to update

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fourteen--steps · 7 years ago

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On big goldfish, and listening to each other

I apologize if the tone of this post is maybe a little more snippy than my usual ones. I’m usually very thoughtful with my words but I’ve had an incredibly rough physical and emotional week and I’m running low on spoons to devote to thinking things through properly. My frustration’s gonna bleed through here but I don’t want anyone to take it personal cause it’s really more me than you.

That said.

Remember that whole trend a while ago of “don’t give advice on animals you haven’t kept or deeply researched?” What ever happened to that? What ever happened to respecting the expertise and hearing out the opinions of people who actually have it in that field vs demanding you’re right because you’ve read some care sheets and seen some photos of worst case scenarios?

My whole life and world has been immersed in goldfish for the last several years. Keeping multiple breeds of both single tail and fancy, reading, researching, joining everything from casual hobbyist groups to those of serious breeders and highly respected names. I’ve moderated, built, and eventually owned my own care forum. I’ve spent hours reading vet manuals and scientific articles, as well as conducting necropsies on every animal I lose to better understand their inner workings and what’s gone wrong. I had the wonderful experience last summer of raising a small batch of someone else’s fry. I’ve experimented with all different kinds of food and filtration and maintenance and decor and enrichment.

I don’t know everything, nobody can. I’m not perfect, nobody is. But I can say with confidence I know a lot about the care and keeping of goldfish overall, and that my information is overall very solid and thought out.

So when someone comes in my inbox and asks my opinion on something goldfish related, my answer comes with all that experience and thought behind it. I often include caveats in my answers when I’m not 100% sure, or if I believe there’s no one-size-fits-all solution. I’m not so bigheaded as to believe that my way is absolutely always right and will work for every situation and every fish. But I answer in earnest and with confidence and reasoning.

But then my posts get immediately doused with comments from people who to the best of my knowledge have little to no experience with the species. The ones who do have experience tend to be polite in their responses, if not a bit misguided, although even then their knowledge tends to bottom out at keeping some orandas in a 40B or having tended a garden pond. Often the other comments are far more cursory and involve varying amounts of dismissal of my opinion entirely, insults, condescension, and most frustratingly, wild misinformation (much of which I’ve only heard echoed back and forth within the microcosm of tumblr, and never from a reputable outside source)

Like I’ve read a fair amount about bettas now both on here and elsewhere just cause they’re such popular fish and I’m a nerd and I’m curious. But I’ve never kept one, and I’m not an expert, and I’d never go be snappy on the advice post of someone who I know has a lot more practical and academic knowledge with them than I do? At the very least I could politely ask a question or voice a dissenting opinion with some of my reasoning, possibly acknowledging the deficits in my experience, but diving straight in with the vitriol just baffles me.

It’s come to my attention people are vagueing about me now and that’s just? So fucking childish and unnecessary. I’m also being accused of having stunted fish based on, among other things, the old eye proportion criteria, but btw that image of the ranchu that circulates as an example? Is heavily photoshopped and not a reliable catchall method to determine stunting.

For those who didn’t believe Zoom is as big as I said, I took this picture today. He’s not the most personable of my fish so he wouldn’t let me get him against a measuring tape but I measured my hand like that at about 4 inches, then pasted those identical bars on him (swear the blue bar is the same I just recolored so it’d stand out, not sure why it looks a little longer than the red). He’s just under 8 inches, nose to peduncle. Maybe even a tad longer cause he always curls a little when I flip him on his side (also why his side looks a little sunken here, he was getting ready to snap back and splash me in the face :P). When measuring goldfish you don’t include fins, by standard. If you wanna tack on the extra inch or so of tail go ahead and call him 9″

I also weighed him, he’s 109 grams which is a tad less than I’d like but I’ve been having issues with one fish in the tank needing a specialized diet so they’ve all been getting a little less protein than usual lately. The fish with the diet issue is probably going to be going back to @finefeatheredfish soon and I can pick up with weekly Worm Nights as usual again. His body condition is still good though rounded from above without being bloated, muscular rather than fatty, with a nice smooth taper head to tail and a bit of a belly. He’s not a very tall fish, but that’s more cause he’s a badly bred feeder fish who doesn’t fit the perfect common genetic standard than anything. Height isn’t about health, that’s a genetic characteristic that some fish just won’t achieve. In fact many tall “humpy” commons are not actually properly tall, but have large fat deposits along the tops of their bodies particularly built up behind the head which are an indicator of poor diet and overfeeding.

In fact if you want, here’s the US hibuna show standard! Take a look!

What about the eye thing? It’s huge compared to his head right? Well here’s a shubunkin posted by Gary Hater, currently one of the most well respected breeders in the US hobby, both for his fish quality and welfare standards. Who incidentally keeps most of his in aquariums and states that they normally reach 6-8″ indoors. This fish was from his “giants” tank, one of which he said was roughly 10 inches. This one in the video looked a little smaller than aforementioned Big Boy so I figure it’s around 8″ or so, like Zoom. and hey, look at that big googly eye! Almost like eye size can vary naturally in healthy goldfish and isn’t necessarily a sign of stunting without other important factors that are often much more subtle and far less textbook!

The last think I want to bring up, is that this whole “goldfish are ALL large” and by extension “NEED to be large” to be “right” worries me for another reason. I’m concerned there’s a mounting pressure that goldfish should be reaching these enormous sizes that they aren’t meant to, in far too short of a time. Many of the fish that do reach these sizes in captivity, yes even the ones in ponds, reach them due to powerfeeding. Intentional or not, these fish are put on high protein, high filler, sometimes high fat diets, and often fed a lot of it. Outdoor fish also gorge themselves on algae, insects, worms, snails, aquatic plants, sometimes other small fish, anything they can get their greedy little mitts on. Then their owner will dump in a large cup of cheap high protein pond conditioning food and they scarf that down too.

For aquarium fish, a nervous newbie keeper may see their young fish isn’t growing to the size they believe it’s supposed to and get a bigger tank, start feeding extra bloodworms, more meaty pellets, maybe turn the heater up a degree or two to boost their metabolism. They balance it out with lots of veggies so they think it’s okay, they just want their fish to be healthy and catch up to where it’s “supposed” to be! This leads to rapid and impressive growth, yes, but it comes with dangerous and potentially deadly consequences.

Some of you may remember Queenie. She was the largest goldfish I’ve ever personally encountered, 10-11 inches and fat fat with it. Her original owner surrendered her to our LFS and @finefeatheredfish immediately bought her with the plan that she’d move into my 150 when it was set up. She was healthy at the time, some kind of long bodied fancy mix and drop dead gorgeous, though she needed to drop some weight for sure. Too young to be that massive and visibly overweight. She was unquestionably a powerfed pond fish.

Cw for euthanasia mention, pet death, graphic descriptions, next 3 paragraphs

But about a month into her QT she began getting sick, infection-like symptoms but antibiotics didn’t do anything. We worked on her another month, did our best to save her. We probably should have euthanized her earlier in hindsight but we wanted so bad to get her through and give her a happy home. She was just so amazing you know? I took her for the last week of her life to try some last ditch treatment, she died about 3 days after this photo was taken.

I did a necropsy on her afterwards. Her vital organs were layered in fat. There was so much of it around her swim bladder that I thought it was another organ at first and got confused. I’m shocked it was still functional. Her liver was unidentifiable mush, suggesting chronic disease, and her gallbladder had simply exploded and spilled bile all over the surrounding tissue. Her body cavity was full of blood and fluid. The cause of death appeared to be the rupture of her gallbladder or liver and the tearing of some important vessel in that area, she bled out internally.

The chronic liver and gallbladder disease were entirely untreatable for home aquarists. What we thought was infectious dropsy was full on liver failure, she couldn’t balance the fluid and electrolytes in her body anymore which caused the swelling. Likely even if we had taken her to the vet there would have been little they could do. You can’t really remove a fish’s inflamed gallbladder, or transplant in a new liver to replace a failing one. Those conditions are linked to obesity in many species, and I have no doubt that Queen’s diet and obesity were the cause of the chronic conditions that lead to her slow death.

She was powerfed because someone wanted a large, impressive fish, and it killed her. She deserved so much better than that.

CW over

Powerfeeding and its results are not always that extreme, and I can go into more on the other risks and issues if anyone is interested, but this is long enough already. I wanted to include Queenie as a cautionary tale, and because I’m still so sad she never got to meet the rest of my little school. She was such a sweetheart.

I have a genuine concern with this normalization of 12-14″+ fish as average, that people are going to start pushing their pets to meet that. Most goldfish are not genetically capable of that growth. I’d go so far as to say most goldfish should not reach that size, at least not in any appreciably quick period of time.

Feed your fish well. Keep their water clean. Give them room to swim. They will grow on their own time, to their own size.

And lastly. I’m open to talking about this stuff, really. I love to learn new things and hear new sides. Just please, be friendly and mature and let’s have a real conversation? We can disagree politely. It doesn’t have to be black and white, mortal enemies, I know fishblr’s environment these days isn’t very conducive to that, and that’s part of why I’d left a few weeks ago. But I’m trying to give it another chance cause this community used to be really welcoming and wonderful. I’d really love for us to be able to step away from all this polarizing distrust and be open and considerate again.

My responses may be spotty because of the terrible week I mentioned at the beginning of this post but I’ll try and check back.

#I think I kept this mostly together and said most of what I want to say #goldfish #fishblr #long post #fishies #zoom #queenie #pet death mention

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minalous · 7 years ago

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Cave me in || 3

pairing: bts x reader

description/warnings: supernatural!au, dirty talking, unprotected sex

genre: smut | a little bit of fluff | angst

words: 1.9k

cave me in: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6

The darkness of the woods made the light of the moon illuminate the entirety of your path with faint colours of pale grey and white. The place you decided to take Hoseok was the place you had lost your purity, your innocence, your kindness.

The trees surrounded a certain part of the woods; the enormous tree stood proud and full of life in front of you like it always did. You held Hoseok’s hand and led him to the place everything happened.

“This is where everything happened” you started telling him “and this is where everything ended”

“What happened here?” Hoseok’s voice was soft, covered in a worried tone

“Every summer all the children would gather under this tree to celebrate the creation of the universe, the birth of the beauty this earth grew and how it fed us with life. The wisdom our people held was colossal, all of our elders knew the danger this power of theirs had but denied whatever it was to happen, whenever it would happen. The summer came and as every year all of the children came under the tree to celebrate but nobody was prepared for what it was to come. Demons, greedy filthy demons came to take the books our ancestors had into their possession for so many centuries.

Most of my people were slaughtered, others were killed while trying to escape, some even took their own lives not wanting to be captivated and tortured. As for those who were still alive, we were killed one by one when they understood we wouldn’t give our secrets away. My time came and my death wasn’t quick; one of the pure blooded demons bit me, devoured my soul and left me for dead but I was still alive. Imagine the agony of watching the rest of my people being killed in front of my eyes.”

“I was down here” you said in a broken voice, kneeling down to the spot it all happened and pointed right into it “right here, I could see everything and could do nothing. The emptiness I felt without my soul was so painful. But the feeling was suddenly gone.”

You suddenly stopped when you felt you had told him more than you ever should. Why was it so easy to talk to him even though you knew him for that short amount of time?

“What it’s important and I wanted you to know, is that this place is the reason I am who I am right now and the reason why I hate men, why I hate the feeling of men touching me when it’s not with my own command. Having men take control over me.. That can never happen”

“Why would you not want to feel safe inside a man’s hands if he is worth it?”

“I do not know if anyone would ever be worth it”

“Why not look into the depths of my mind once more and see if I am committed to worship you as you deserve to be?”

You laughed to his innocence but you had nothing to lose. You leaned on the tree and told him to come to you. Hoseok gave you a warm smile and let you wander into his mind. Even before using your power, he was letting you wander into his mind and soul.

You knew he was committed from the moment you had a glimpse into his mind unwillingly when he completely surrendered into your arms. The immerse, deafening silence the woods offered you the opportunity to hold him tight into you arms, his hard chest touching your breasts while his hands found a place to rest on your waist.

Something in him had a power that made you fear of, his dark orbs stared deeply into you, in despair to look into your soul, a soul you never owned to begin with. The actions of the young man that was sitting relaxed inside your arms unexpectedly made you confess the truth.

“You are more than worthy to be by my side”

“Can I make you mine?”

The way he said that meant only one thing; he wanted to make you submit into him.

“Let me try making you feel as good as you made me feel these two times”

“Show me then, make me give in”

You could barely tear your eyes away. the way his hands travelled all over your body, the way he touched your most sacred parts as if he was an artist who did not wish to ruin his favourite painting, delicate, smooth touches brushing along your skin. Shivers possessed your body, the body that came to betray you because of him. You closed your eyes and let your senses take control.

You felt helpless for a moment; not the type of helpless that made your body scream to run away but another type of helpless. The state he brought your body into screamed of an unwanted release of submission, a numb feeling devouring your body and soul.

You opened your eyes slowly to see the boy with the angelic face and the devil’s smirk written all over his cherry lips, his dark orbs that previously stared into nothingness now glared at you. You were staring into open flames, you knew by the look on his face that he wouldn’t surrender easily into your will, not until you’d let him show you.

“Give in to me”

“Make me.. But now that no man ever made me give in”

“I know what I hear and see.. and I see that you want to give in.”

“No man is worthy of me”

“You just said I was worthy of you”

With those words falling from your lips, Hoseok grabbed a hold of your hands, holding them within his tight grasp above your head. The weight of his body crashing on you pushed you firmly against the tree. Hoseok’s free hand reached for his jeans, unbuttoning them to free his hard length that was already slightly covered with precum.

You let him lift your dress up to your hips, his soft cold hands peeling your underwear off.

“How can you deny yourself the need to give in to me?”

You did not dare to speak because if you did, he would acknowledge your weakness. the soft spot you had for him inside your cold, black heart. He had almost achieved breaking you when his hand lined his hard member to enter your core.

“Say it, say you want me”

“I don’t want anyo- mmm no no”

“Look at me please”

“Why should I lis- Aghh..”

You watched his mouth gape open as he pushed inside of you, his hard length reaching deep into your wet core. He placed one of your legs around his waist, his eyes fixed on yours in fear that if he teared his eyes away, he would lose your precious expressions of lustful pleasure.

You gasped out as he continued to move, so painfully slow but you could feel how pleasantly he stretched your walls. The feeling was amazing and you wanted so badly to touch him. You heard Hoseok groan when he was fully inside of you.

“You’re so wet, so warm”

You still refused to talk, you denied yourself of moaning or even giving him the pleasure to know how good he made you feel.

“I know it’ll feel even better if you give in to me”

“N-no.. I’ll be the o-one to control y-you”

Hoseok wedged his free arm around your waist and held you tight before dropping his gaze between your bodies. He pistoned his hips claiming you as his, driving himself into the deepest parts of your core and oh did it feel like heaven to have this young man put his everything to bring your mind into pure bliss.

“How wet and warm you are around my cock”

“Please don’t..”

“How pretty your tight pussy looks when it sucks my cock inside it.”

“Hoseok.. Hoseok..” you finally moan

“Say it.. Say how good my cock makes you feel”

Listening to all these profanities he kept spilling arrogantly were something entirely new to you. No man had ever made you bend under his will, make you give in. But here you were; wrecked and satisfied by someone who was merely living two decades but he felt so right while filling you up. He was a fresh, sweet poison, he was someone who made your insides turn into excitement.

“Say that you are mine. Say it” he said in a low gravelly tone with his gaze fixated in you

“Yes yes yes I am yours”

As the words slipped your lips you felt your body give in completely to him, your hips bucking against him and it felt even better. Your back was harshly pushed on the tree and you felt your leg going numb after such a long time that he kept pounding you hard. The pain of keeping up with him was excruciating but you were too turned on to care about it.

“Let me come inside you”

“Yes yes give it to me.. Please fill me up”

Hoseok was affected as much as you were from his words, his hair was sticking to his forehead, his eyes so dark with a promising look that your wish would come true - and it did. The moment he felt your walls convulse, he let go of his tight grasp on your hands to let you hold on him. Your walls tightened around his hard length, the friction of his rough pace caused you to muffle whines of pure lust.

“Let me hear your voice. I want to come listening to your moans”

Your high hit you in waves, filling you with blissful euphoria and you couldn’t help but moan as Hoseok led you into your second orgasm. Hoseok slowed the pace of his thrusts, savouring the moment he saw how beautifully he destroyed your facade - the untouchable cold hearted siren was soft and warm into his hands. With a slow, hard thrust he came deep inside you, hot streaks filling you up and leading you to your second high.

The mixed feeling of your high and his had you seeing stars and a warm feeling bloom inside your ribcage.

It wasn’t love, so what was it?

Before collapsing into his hands you thought you saw someone behind one of the trees. What you saw next had you lose your breath. The youngest of them, Jungkook, was furiously pumping his hard length into his fist. And you knew that those seven boys would be the best thing that happened to you those last centuries.

#supernatural!bts #bts!au #bts smut #hoseok smut #bts reactions #hoseok fanfic #hoseok scenarios #kpop scenarios #kpop smut #btswritersguild #sub!bts #hoseok x reader #bts x reader #bts fanfic #hoseok #jhope smut #cave me in

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straane · 7 years ago

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Motherworld (Ch.2/?)

Title: Motherworld

Author: strane-stelle

Fandom: Final Fantasy X

Central characters: Tidus

Rating: 12+

Chapters: 2/? Chapter 1 Chapter 3 Chapter 4

Word count: 2390

Summary: “The fayth said it’s pointless to keep dreaming. The dream will disappear, he said. What did he mean?” After a long journey, Tidus finally gets to go home.

Warnings: Ton of OCs; slight suspense/horror elements.

Other comments: credit goes to @shuyiin for the idea. (or @leviathkand technically lmao)

Chapter 2 - Perspective

Within the next week, 'Sin's toxin' had become a well-loved slang word for alcohol. It was simply too wide-spread to name a single type of drink after, to the disappointment of many a greedy nightclub. That still didn't stop them for coming up with their own variants and mockeries: there were at least “Sinner's toxin”, “Gin and toxin” and “Unholy Water”. The mega-popular trend only died down after the Zanarkand Abes board of directors threatened to sue at least a dozen of the most distinguished clubs in town – after all the name had been coined by their beloved top talent, son of Jecht, Young Promise of the Year, and a disaster survivor hero to boot.

At least, this was the public image of Tidus that they wished to preserve – for as long as possible. To a small group of people on the inside, however, he was starting to look more like a… problem. A fallen star, one that had perhaps burned too bright. A bright red apple practically leaning on the tree-trunk. Blitz elite at the top of their game… swimming against the current to the bottom.

The fame, the grandeur, the screaming fans… the money. It was never enough for Tidus, they said. He was always stuck in his father's shadow. To be sure, the man had been an icon – even at his most disgraced, one strike away from being kicked off the team, he had turned the situation around for himself – he had vanished. Vanished to live on forever as a myth, an otherworldly being; one that they had all perhaps collectively hallucinated. The son had made a name for himself, for sure – but he was never going to outshine Jecht. Not until he had fully embraced the imitative nature of his career, of his stardom, and pulled a mystery death of his very own. Stir together the familiar grieving, the all-too evocative memorial tributes, the sensational news coverage starting to turn mundane, the ingredients of myth cobbler were all in the bowl. Add the secret ingredient – a sudden inexplicable return – and the bowl toppled over from the swollen dough.

But even that had not been enough, not for this young glory hound. He just had to have the crazy, too. At least Jecht's had been a fairly commonplace kind - “Sin's toxin”, as one might call it now. But Tidus, he would not be satisfied without a gargantuan whale monster, a magical young woman from a paradise island, a corrupt thousand-year-old religion, and a whole another world that they all inhabited. Long story short, either the storm had taken its toll on him in the end, or life had. Everybody knew that the boy had always faced insane pressure; unhealthy expectations; and here were the results. He was also proving to be something of a chronic orphan. The most mean-spirited of gossip, even the tabloids would steer clear of.

Of course, Leo, being a hard-boiled professional (with some help from Bern with the physical task), had removed the troubled teen from the conference by the time he had gotten to “mask-wearing creeps showed up”. Ever since, the sports agent had assumed full-on damage control mode. But new rumors were constantly leaking, either grossly false or scarily accurate ones. And naturally, the boy had told him everything. He had told his doctor everything. And it was up to the two of them to keep him from telling others. The Abes had suffered a huge drop of morale since their key player's disappearance (if also a boost of the legend status) and Leo doubted they could handle a scandal of this magnitude.

At the moment, the only acceptable narrative (paraphrasing the official statement) was, “he hit his head”. “He went through heavy trauma during the past few months.” “He is receiving the best possible treatment and what he really needs from his fans right now is privacy and respect.” Fortunately, Tidus had always presented a likable public persona, and thus gathered quite a devoted fanbase actually invested in his well-being, so these wishes were being granted, for the most part. No one knew quite what to believe, but everybody agreed that they wanted their favorite blitzer to get better. For every sensational piece twisting every syllable that had (or had not) come out of his mouth at the conference, there was another calling for common sense and common civility, and making huge leaps of rationalization.

Tidus knew that technically, he had made a mistake. He could have played dumb, bellowed “Go Abes!” a couple of times and things would have been fine, in fact his popularity would have likely risen to an all-time high. Why hadn't he, he even wondered himself. The problem with the whole “staying true to oneself” philosophy was that all too often, one would still look like a nutcase to others. Of course they weren't going to take him at his word. The story was bananas. It was as bananas to them as a thriving, pulsating Zanarkand had been to Rikku and Wakka. And not that he needed another reminder, but this place was sorely lacking in people like her.

“I do believe your Zanarkand exists. I really do, you know!”

But Tidus also knew what he had seen, what he had heard; smelled; tasted. He missed the people he had met. Heck, he missed Spira, with all of its backwards ways. His journey – their journey – had forever left a pronounced, profound, near-obtrusive mark on him; he was no longer that bitter little child with bitter little dreams; that used to congratulate himself on the bare minimum – not being his father. Spira had taught him what it meant to be part of something bigger – a bigger person – one might, say, a hero – and how he might go about showing at least a fraction of those qualities – the qualities that he’d so admired in the six individuals he’d gotten to know the best. Make that seven, he mused.

There was a notion – on first glance an absurd one – lurking in the back of his mind. Days would pass before Tidus could give it words, but when he did, he knew it to be true. Spira was his home. Somehow, at some point, when he had not paid attention, something had shifted. Home. Such a simple word; yet a deceitful one. Never before had he given it thought beyond the obvious, the concrete; the comfortable little houseboat at the Zanarkand bay. Clearly, doing so was a dangerous business. He wasn’t sure just how many more life-changing epiphanies he could take this week.

But what really complicated things was that this place was real, too; the only reality he had known for 17 years. Zanarkand may never have been his true home, but it had been a home. He may not have formed here the deepest of friendships, met people who would change him in such powerful, enduring ways – but he had known companionship, conflict, fondness, playful rivalry. Even back in the day, he used to get on Leo's nerves; he would exchange the occasional witticism with Bern, quarrel with his teammates, answer fanmail, go out with his pals from that awful would-be elite school… turn in his homework five minutes late, have a whole debate with his lecturer on whether or not his future was doomed. He had lived a life.

But it was never supposed to be a problem, Tidus sighed, with something approaching anger. It was supposed to have been a dream. A memory. A live, metropolis-sized museum exhibition, sponsored by the fayth for the exhibits themselves - with an expiration date. He was never supposed to have either life, Spira or Zanarkand. And what an ordeal the fayth had put him through, too; what mental and spiritual gymnastics he had exercised to get from anguished denial to noble acceptance and sacrifice! For this? Was this a joke to them? Did they think it funny, to first sucker-punch him with death penalty; to dangle before his eyes the ticking time-bomb that was his existence; and then cry, “Surprise! Just kidding!”

Did they think it funny? To put him in impossible situations, constantly pull the rug from under his still-unbalanced feet? Make him a perpetual fish out of water, always longing for – always belonging to – someplace he wasn't? Never mind those tabloid speculations about Auron – if anyone had abducted him, the fayth had. They had robbed him of his home twice over. To have him be disbelieved, humiliated, deemed off his rocker – again. Dismissed as “sick”. Again.

And what did sick people need? Treatment.

“This has been our… third meeting now.”

Technically, as meetings went, it was more around their fourteenth. Therapy session, Tidus scoffed to himself, just say the proper word. He supposed that the very thin and wildly ironic silver lining was that on this side of the cross-dimensional fence, he was at least important enough to fuss over. Not so in Spira – heck, he doubted anyone in Trauma Land had ever heard of mental health care beyond pats on the back and campfire anecdotes, and boy, was there a gap in the market. Who would tend to all the overworked therapists, he wondered.

He lazily let his gaze wander around Dr. Cidron's unremarkable office. It was a houseboat as well; on the other side of the Zanarkand bay. It was larger in size and more clinical in design; yet trying very hard to look cozy with pleasant little objects such as flower pots, miniature paintings and assorted blitzball collectibles sprinkled around. The curtains were very deliberately shut and the air felt thick to Tidus's lungs, even with the downright exemplary air conditioning. Dr. Cidron had wanted to take the sessions to Tidus's house, but the patient had refused. He still had trouble embracing the city in its entirety as his new reality, and badly needed the practice. Ideally someplace he couldn't imagine – he could have too easily written off his house as a prolonged hallucination.

This dour office was a start, he supposed. Although the good doctor seemed to hold quite a high opinion of his patient's creative power.

“And you still wish to call them… your experiences. Not daydreams or fantasies, not hallucinations. I'm only speaking this frankly because you know your agent's thoughts on the subject. And I want to hear yours, while reminding you of--”

“What? The truth?”

The truth was, Tidus had not told Leo or his doctor everything. They'd heard all about the attack on the city, Spira's oddities, Sin – and Tidus in turn had been on the receiving end of both a snappy, self-pitying lecture boiling down to “get it together or get a real job” and a long-winded analytical breakdown on how Sin was a metaphor for his dismissive father, among other things – but neither of his babysitters had gotten the full story. No one had. The story of the summoning of Zanarkand, a city destroyed a thousand years ago, and the phantom citizens that still wandered its ever-lit streets.

After all, judging by the present circumstances, he could've been horribly misinformed on that front.

Tidus opened his mouth, then reconsidered. “I'm… not sure what the truth is, myself. I'm not caving in, I'm… make no mistake about that. But it's not like I'm making this up for fun, y'know? Being called crazy, nuh uh – not my idea of a good time.”

“Yes, I understand.” Dr. Cidron took a short pause, gazing fixedly at his clasped hands resting on the desk between them. “That's exactly what… I guess I want to remind you of the truth as it appears to most people.”

The man had a point. The truth, right now, was a matter of perspective, with the opposite ends heavily unbalanced, too. No matter how unfair his situation, eventually Tidus would have to accept that not everyone in town – no one in town – had experienced what he had, and perhaps they deserved better than the apparent mad ramblings of an unstable teenage sports sensation. Perhaps it was time he did damage control, too. But which parts could he take back… and did he want to? Perhaps the city was the unstable one here, with its allegedly dubious existence. Perhaps he'd been given a task, a responsibility… to tell them everything.

“I have to say,” Dr. Cidron began again, “you do paint quite a vivid image. Of this 'Spira'… the corrupt politics, these social structures so completely different from our own. Of these individuals… You know, if the whole blitzball supremo gig never pans out again, you should be a novelist.”

Tidus rolled his eyes, although he felt a warmness from the doctor.

“Funny.”

- -

As very much expected, Tidus found Bern the bodyguard waiting for him outside the doctor's office, with a studious look on his face, which he then awkwardly tried to adjust into a smile.

“Not today, Bern. I need some time alone, okay?” Tidus groaned, then strutted past the muscled tower of a man, and, as annoyed as he was, had to marvel at the empty streets. If anything, his team was superbly competent at making sure nobody knew where he was, ever; in the midst of all this media hassle. “I'll give you paid leave. Overtime pay.”

“Not in the budget, champ,” Bern retorted. “Try again.”

“I wish to be alone... please.”

Bern shrugged. “I suppose that's fair. I mean, my exact assignment is to accompany you home…”

“Forget about it,” Tidus shot back and on his way he went, well aware of how immature he must have sounded.

- -

On the deck of his houseboat something else entirely awaited. He could see it from some distance away, and exactly nothing about it invited a closer examination. It was small, it stood completely still, and appeared to emit some sort of whitish glow. It looked familiar in that out-of-place sort of way – when something unremarkable in one environment simply did not belong in another.

It was a fiend.

Tidus instinctively reached for the sword he no longer carried. But the creature was already dying – dispersing into pyreflies. Tidus had at first seen a vague mammal-esque shape, but now the trespasser's true form was growing harder and harder to discern. Apart from the eyes – the vacant, terrible eyes.

“I come from Spira, just like you.”

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abaone94 · 8 years ago

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Love Live! Sunshine!! School Idol Diary ~Aqours’ Sea Side Diary 02~ pt 3

Translated by Daxing Dan, who also translated the 2nd years SID and Aqours audio dramas. Thank you for your hard work! 05. Hanamaru Kunikida Peas in a Pod

“Ah, watch your step! There’s a pud-“ Chika calls out from behind, but by the time I hear her, it’s already too late.

My right foot comes down, making a large splash in a puddle in front of me.

Muddy water flies about, staining my white socks gray.

We’re on the rooftop, afterschool. After homeroom and cleaning, all of Aqours gathered here, one by one.

We were just about to start practice.

“Agh…” I whimper.

My white athletic shoes are soaking wet.

It’s so cold…

I almost want to cry, but Ruby says, “Oh no! Your shoes are all wet, Maru!”

With a stern face, she takes out a white lace handkerchief and tries to wipe off my shoes.

“Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah!”

Stop that, Ruby! My socks and shoes aren’t worth ruining your handkerchief for!

“It’s fine, Ruby. It’s a sunny day. They’ll dry in no time♥” I manage to say with a smile.

“Really? Well, that’s great, Maru♥ And you didn’t even cry, either. I fall into puddles a lot, too, but if that were me, I’d definitely start crying right away, ehehe☆” Ruby says with an embarrassed smile.

You don’t really need to compliment me on that♥

I only held back the tears because I was so surprised when Ruby tried to wipe me off with her handkerchief.

When you compliment me for that, it gives me a weird, kinda embarrassing, kinda happy feeling♥♥

From a bit away, I hear Yohane giggle and ask Dia, “She’d cry right away if that were her? Does Ruby really fall into puddles that often?”

With a reluctant smile, Dia responds, “Unfortunately, yes. They must not pay too much attention. But, in Hanamaru’s defense, I think that’s because she’s always reading while she’s walking. But, Ruby is simply careless, and when she does fall, the damage tends to be more severe and more widespread.

“Waaah! Sis is being mean to me again!” Ruby starts crying.

“I-It’s okay, Ruby. Dia wasn’t being serious” I say, holding Ruby’s hand. It’s very warm, just as it always is.

As I hold her hand, her hand tightens around mine, too.

Hehehe♥

It’s been like this ever since we were little.

♥♥♥♥♥♥

When I was little, I lived in a world full of monsters.

I was born in a temple in Uchiura.

This rural temple is big, with several old buildings and sheds, filled with those unnerving shadows that small children are so afraid of.

It felt like some giant monster could jump out at any moment.

The main hall, where the Buddha was, was always dark, silent, and empty whenever we weren’t holding memorials in there.

Sometimes, I would be sent inside on my own, for errands, into that dark silence with the shadowy glimmer of the Buddha. If I looked up, among the gold-adorned ceiling, I would see a dragon painted in black ink, glaring down at me.

I would get so scared, I’d tumble out of the door, with the lingering scent of incense trailing behind me.

Surrounding the main hall were some trees, covered in thick, dark green foliage, as if prepared to ambush me the moment I jumped out.

Rustle rustle rustle.

The leaves shook loudly.

Now that I think about it, that must have been a stray cat that wandered into the temple while patrolling the town.

But, I was so scared I thought I’d die.

While my legs were shaking, the wind started howling, causing the abandoned outhouse by the main hall to start creaking.

And the air above me would start swirling about.

Aaaahh!!

I started crying, unable to take any more.

Help me, Grandma! I’m not gonna make it to the toilet!

Maybe it’s because that was the environment I grew up in, but I was a very timid girl.

Scared of the little gaps behind things, scared of sudden loud noises, scared of meeting new people, and scared of the voices of rough outdoorsmen. I’d always run and hid behind someone.

I imagined anything I saw to be several times bigger than they actually were.

As if they would swallow me up if I let my guard down for even a moment. I was always afraid of that.

My parents were often out of the house, busy with temple work, so usually my grandma looked after me. Grandma was from out of town, and married the priest of the temple. She seemed to understand me, and she would always help me out, without yelling at me.

“The Buddha of the temple is always protecting you, but also he’ll punish you if you do bad things. Is that what scares you, my little one?” She’d say, patting my head as I pressed it against her bottom through her silk kimono.

When I stood behind Grandma’s kimono and white apron, I always smelt a sweet aroma.

“What are we having, today, Grandma?” I’d ask quietly, so the Buddha wouldn’t think I was a greedy girl.

Then, Grandma would apologetically say, “Just potatoes again.”

Hooray♥ Grandma’s making candied sweet potatoes! I’d think, but out loud, I’d only say it as a whisper while looking down so nobody would see.

That way, the monsters lurking around wouldn’t catch me and chomp off greedy little Maru’s head.

Then, when I was four years old, I started going to Uchiura’s only preschool.

It’s an old preschool, but it’s a one-story building, built by the beach and well-lit by the sun. During daytime, there’s not even the slightest shadow anywhere inside.

Luckily enough, not even I could find anything to be afraid of at that school.

But, since I had grown up by myself in a quiet temple, I didn’t like being with the rowdy boys or the loud, bossy girls there.

In the end, I ended up in the corner again.

I was always in the back of the room, sitting in the sun and reading books.

Now that I think about it, this was when I started liking books more and more.

Even when I was alone in the corner, I could enter the world inside the book, and even when I couldn’t hide behind Grandma’s kimono, they helped me forget about the monsters hiding in the darkness.

In those picture books, I read about little girls the same age as me.

Although they seemed shy and cowardly at first, they got stronger and braver as the story went on. And, by the end, they would usually become a smiling heroine who could solve any problem they came across.

When I read those stories, I would get excited too.

I’d feel happy and refreshed, even though it wasn’t even my story.

I wished I could become like them♥

That would happen only when I read those books.

And then, one day, we had a sleep in.

The preschool had a sleepover in May, just once a year, every year.

Even now, I can remember how much I hated it.

Ehehe♥

I just hated it so much.

I wanted to stay home so badly, my stomach started hurting several days beforehand.

But, it didn’t hurt as badly as I hoped on the actual day. I was bawling before we left the house, and my mother, thinking that was normal for me, took me to school for the sleep-in.

The sleep-in began after lunch, and for a snack, we all made pancakes on electric griddles together.

Then, at night, we had a special dinner with curry and fruit punch.

I managed just fine until then, but after dinner came the movie. That’s when the problems started.

It was a Disney movie, but it had to be the one with scary monsters coming out from behind doors.

It had a happy ending, and everyone else loved it.

But, as for me…

After the movie ended, we all went to sleep at the preschool, but of all places, I ended up at the end of the group.

I was too close to the door.

As I crawled into the futon, I felt like I was going to die.

I pulled my hands and feet in, curling up like a bug inside the futon.

In my mind, I kept praying, let it end, let it end, please let this sleep-in end.

The teachers said good night, and turned off the lights, and then they all left.

What should I do?

I need to go to the toilet.

But what if one of the monsters from the temple popped out of the door, like they did in the movie? I thought, and began fidgeting in the futon.

And then, I heard a voice.

“What’s wrong, Maru?”

A cute and gentle voice.

But, I was on the verge of tears, unable to respond.

“Maru, Maru, are you okay? Does your tummy hurt?”

The sheets next to me started rustling. Apparently the girl got up and was now shaking me through the sheets.

Stop that, you’ll just make it worse!

“Should I call the teacher?”

I didn’t want to make the teachers come and cause a scene.

“Don’t, I’m okay, but…”

My voice must have been trembling as I talked.

“Ruby, I need to go to the toilet. Will you come with me?” I said.

Even though I was shivering inside the futon up until that point, as soon as I asked that question, I suddenly felt brave enough to sit up and throw the covers off.

“Okay!”

As soon as I sat up, I saw her face right in front of me.

She was looking towards me with a worried look. It’s Ruby.

As soon as she saw me get up, with tears in my eyes, she gave me a happy smile.

“Let’s go♥” She said, reaching out to me.

I held her hand tightly. It was so war.

I can still remember feeling like my body was growing lighter.

Then, we were on our way through the halls of the preschool.

But, the first step she took into the hallway, Ruby froze up and her knees started quivering.

She pressed her lips together in an attempt to endure something.

Tears started welling up in her large, round eyes.

When I saw Ruby like that, something inside me suddenly pulled itself together.

I felt courage rising up within me from somewhere.

It was dark around us, with little night lights being the only illumination in the hallway. Normally, I’d be too scared to move.

But, when I saw Ruby, it felt like a bright beam of light was falling around her.

Although the hallway should have been covered end-to-end in darkness, I thought I saw a soft, warm light just around Ruby.

I remember thinking that no monster or ghost could scare me.

We were still holding hands, and this time, I tightened my hand around hers.

“Let’s go♥”

This time, I'm the one to talk.

The tears disappear from Ruby's cute face, and she smiles, like Little Red Riding Hood from the illustrations in my picture books. Like a heroine.

Ooh! I can't look away♥

Ehehe. Just for that moment.

For that moment, it felt like Ruby and I were the main characters in one of my picture books.

That was the first time I realized I wasn’t alone.

I didn’t have to rely on the teachers or Grandma to protect me.

We were together.

We were a team, heading onwards in the same direction together.

I felt like we were sharing our courage with each other through our hands.

Nothing troubles or scary things could stop us as long as we were together.

One day, I’ll be able to face this alone.

It might have been that on that day, a little light of courage lit up in my heart, and illuminated that hallway.

♥♥♥♥♥♥

It’s been ten years since that day.

But, Ruby and I are still together.

We’re still holding each other’s hands, the same way we did when we shared our courage on that day♥

Ruby’s kept growing cuter ever since then, and I thought that she wouldn’t stay with me forever, but here we are. Why is that?

Sometimes I wonder, but it might be fate that we were born in the same year, in the underpopulated town of Uchiura♥

Neither Ruby nor I are so good at saying what we’re thinking.

When we need help, we reach out our hands.

Either Ruby reaches out to me, or I to her.

And when we hold hands, we become braver.

So, even when Ruby wanted to become a school idol,

I didn’t hesitate to hold her hand.

So that Ruby could be brave.

And so that I could find the courage to jump in with her.

To me, school idols represent courage.

I hope that whenever we’re in trouble, we’ll hold each other’s hands and press forward.

And, I want all the fans of Aqours to see my utmost courage.

I’m short, and bad at dancing, and I’m clumsy, and always falling into puddles, but I want to hold their hands and let them feel my warmth♥

Joining Aqours has really given me so much courage.

I want everyone to know the warmth you can feel in someone’s hands, no matter how scary things get.

#love live sunshine #school idol diary #hanamaru kunikida #translation #not my translation #okay so in sid maru and ruby is kindergarten friends #while in the anime it was yoshiko #nevertheless this is very cute #oh and that pretty innocent demeanor is too much to handle

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newagesispage · 5 years ago

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MAY 2020

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Check out the We are One Global film fest on youtube from May 29-June 7. We will be able to experience movies from Cannes, Sundance, Tribeca and Venice for free!! Yahoo!!

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May 10 will bring us The Feeding America comedy Fest. So far the stars on board are Eddie Murphy, Adam Sandler, Tiffany Haddish, Chris Rock, Louie Anderson, JB Smoove, Brad Garrett, Jon Lovitz, Tim Meadows, Keegan-Michael Key, George Lopez and Sarah Silverman, just to mention a few.

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Jim Carrey will release his Memoirs and Misinformation on May 5.

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If you need honest medical info, take a look at Quackwatch: A guide to quackery, health fraud and intelligent decisions.

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Current times are a magnification of a problem that has been brewing for quite some time. The kiss ass, the indifferent, the greedy who don’t miss a trick are todays fortunate sons.** If half of this country didn’t want the other half to have a fighting chance we wouldn’t be in this situation right now. The Federal government should have all of our best interests at heart. I will never understand why so many of the’ have not’ voters love supporting the’ haves ‘that love to fuck over the little guy.

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SAVE THE USPS!!

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I guess we know how this country would be prepared to react to bioterrorism.

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SNL is working from home like so many but with Tom Hanks, Brad Pitt, Fred Armisen, Paul Rudd, Miley and Sandler.

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George Gray, announcer for the Price is Right is recovering after a week of 3 heart attacks.

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Marijuana use is at an all -time high. Alcohol use is up 40%.

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What is up with Georgia Governor Brian Kemp who seemed so surprised at the virus months after everybody else seemed to know the facts? This is what happens if we only listen to Trump and Fox news.** He is so ready to open up the state early. ** A Georgia citizen said it best: Kemp mandates restaurants open, whether I reopen dining rooms or not. I file for business interruption insurance, it does not go through since I am “allowed” to operate full capacity. My landlord can demand all their money since I am allowed to fully operate. Furloughed staff that is collecting unemployment insurance have to come back to work or I have to let them go. Their unemployment insurance then goes on my tab. If things blow up again they are still on my tab, not on the state since they are no longer employed. This is about screwing the working class.** A dog has now been diagnosed with the virus as well as some cats.

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UFO footage has been declassified by the pentagon. Wow, anything to distract! ** This whole Scary Clown 45 mess often seems like a big government experiment. Just how much will we put up with? How stupid or complacent are we??

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The President’s council on reopening America has a message for our country: Die you fucking slaves. Die Die Die. We’re rich and you’re not and we’ll be even richer after the mass burials are over. Sucks to be you.

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The Federal government does not have absolute power. Why do “big government” haters suddenly want the Feds to run their lives??** Some checks were delayed because Trump wanted his name on them?** The Huffington Post has reported that $180,000 a year of Trump campaign money is given to his son’s significant others.

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The Carter’s have asked donors to the Carter Center to instead give those donations to local organizations in need.** A great charity is RIP medical debt which puts $100 to every dollar you donate to wipe out medical debt.

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Need some nature sounds in your life? Visit NPS.gov/sounds

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It looks like Macgruber may become an 8 episode series according to Will Forte.

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It is sort of reassuring to see that the late night hosts who mostly hover around my age, are no better at technology than I am.** BTW, Billy Eichner is such a great guest from home.. more please!** I see that one of the 8G band on Late Night has a big pic of Mick’s face behind him at home. I also see that same pic everyday above my desk. A kindred spirit.

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Linda McMahon, wife of WWE chair, announced the18.5 million Trump super PAC in Florida. Governor DeSantis now calls WWE essential. Many of the wrestlers were fired so the bottom line looks good.

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Being willfully stupid is not part of the Christian tradition.- John Meecham

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Some fast food workers went on strike. This is a good time to do it. Risking your lives for minimum wage is hardly worth it.

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Threadgill’s, the Austin bar that helped launch Janis Joplin is closing down.

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Is this true? 150 members of the Saudi royal family tested positive for covid-19.** Did Trump play down the virus because he owes millions to China’s state owned banks or was it to try to get dirt on Biden?

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I am not sure what has happened to the American workplace. So many strides were made in the mid 20th century but a lot of that seems to have fallen away. I see so many employers leaving it to employees to provide supplies before they even get the job. Teachers sometimes buy things for the classrooms. Some employees must buy their own cell phones for video conferences or even punching in and out. Some nursing home employees bring in their own cough drops or snacks for residents. How much $ do the people at the top need?? No sick pay? Work or starve!

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Everyone staying at home proves how badly we need a better high speed internet system in the U.S.

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Porn hub has been giving free porn.** The My Pillow guy is praising Trump as he donates 50,000 masks.

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All these Trump worshipping MAGA shills, they’re willing to die for the dumbest, flounciest fancy lad in history. –Patton Oswalt.

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So we don’t want to give Government help to immigrants who pay taxes, we do want to help cruise lines who avoid taxes by registering as foreign companies. Got it! ???

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The Neo confederate hate group, ‘league of the south’ is moving ahead with its annual conference in June.** Trump is getting ready to open the country with a coalition of his republican Governors and companies (some of whom seemed surprised). ** How did we get here? If our Pres is incapable of reading simple memos, he is incompetent. ** Scary Clown is trying to speed up the Wall as we are dropping like flies.

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This can’t be true. Federal agents are confiscating masks and supplies in hospitals, presumably for ICE agents??** Was Scary Clown 45 trying to force congress out of session so that he could skate some recess appointments by?** Rules have been weakened as to the release of mercury and various toxins from oil and coal power plants.** Dr. Oz and Dr. Phil do not seem to concerned about the virus.** Trump circled back around to the heat and light thing as a cure because he could not get over the shit he got for telling us that spring’s warm weather would take care of everything, right?

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Chicago businessman Gene Staples has purchased Indiana Beach amusement park and will open in July if he is able.

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Nascar will be back this month with new races but without the live audience.

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Catch Ashes to Ash: The disappearance of Robert Bee on Youtube.

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As everyone is sick with respiratory problems and the pollution has ebbed a bit, scary clown 45 has to roll back some of our rules that protect clean air. Auto emissions are rolled back to 1.5%. He has to be loving the fact that we can’t all gather and protest. Hmmm?? Perhaps it is a conspiracy.. but his.** Oh but the disbelievers did gather in Michigan with dolls in nooses and confederate flags. Why do they think that the medical experts are telling them this for partisan reasons or just for their own kicks? They have our safety in mind. Use your fucking heads. How can this country get stupider as time goes on? ** Why can’t they just cover Covid treatment? Medical debt is gonna skyrocket.** I don’t like big government either but in times of crises and health care, we need it to work properly. ** But when the powers that be tell us that animals can’t get it and then a tiger gets it or that masks don’t protect you and then they suddenly do, it makes us all skeptical. Way to confuse us fuckers!! Even with the ignorant and the panicked, just tell us the truth and the average person will be with ya!!** It was snowing in April? Where was this warmer weather that was going to kill the virus?

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You just knew that Trump and his cronies had money on the line when it came to hydroxychloroquine. ** Scary Clown 45 has removed the very man who was set to oversee the $ 2 trillion stimulus. The good ol boys can’t wait to get their hands on that money while people are dying. ** Trump delayed checks that are not direct deposit because he wants his name on them.** People had trouble getting thru when applying for unemployment. Canada gave out the benefits and then checked the details.** States and companies are very confused. Jared claims he is in charge, Pence is supposed to be in charge and FEMA claims they are the final word. Trump seems to thrive on chaos. The states bidding, stocks up and down and Doctors disagreeing are right up his alley. He probably does hate being stuck at the WH.

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People will forgive you for not being the leader you should be, they will never forgive you for not being the leader you claim to be.

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Why should it be surprising that poor communities are being hit so hard? The poor, the minorities do so much of the cleaning, the cooking and delivering that still has to be done. When people are not sheltering in place because they are needed or they need that paycheck, of course they are getting infected since they are still out there. Add to that, little or no health care and poor diets from food deserts etc. and there you go.

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White House press secretary Stephanie Grisham is out after 9 months. Kayleigh Mcenany is in.** Vaccine chief Rick Bright is reassigned. He recently wanted to put hydroxychloroquine to some rigorous tests. He has been vocal about the administration.

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Lights Out is leaving Comedy Central and looking for another place to air.

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Can’t wait to see Mrs. America about the women who shaped our past.

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I rarely pay attention to advertising but I love that Chantix turkey. I hate the fact that he had a smoking problem, though.

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Every prisoner in every prison, especially the non -violent and the elderly should be reviewed. There needs to be more room made for white collar crimes that hurt so many more of us.

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Word is that Kim Jung un is brain dead.

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Rumble media has released Planet of the Humans from Jeff Gibbs on Youtube . The film will run free for 30 days and sort of explodes the myth of our ‘green’ heroes.

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Common, Woody Harrelson and Shinola watch co. have created a cannabis leak motif watch and the proceeds will go to criminal justice reform.

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Navy Captain Crozier was fired for telling the truth and looking after his crew. ** The U.S.S. Comfort isn’t taking Covid patients??

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Good bye Schitt’s Creek. We sure will miss ya!!

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Franklin Graham was asking volunteers for his field hospital in NY to sign a ‘statement of faith.’ It stated that they, “believe in God’s plan for human sexuality within the context of marriage between a man and a woman and that those that stray from those beliefs face eternal damnation and eternal judgement in Hell.”**

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Jon Cryer has a new book out: So that happened.

We can see now what would happen if all the humans were dead. The mountain goats have come down the hill and taken over a town in Wales. The Pandas are finally mating in Hong Kong now that they have some privacy.

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Bernie is out after 4 long conversations with Obama and tells us that he will concentrate on the pandemic. Looks like we are stuck with Biden. At least Biden is talking about lowering Medicare to 60. It’s not enough but at least it’s a start.** Who will the female VP pick be, Klobuchar, Witmer, Abrams??

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Netflix along with Steve Carell and Greg Daniel will bring us Space Force on May 29 with Lisa Kudrow and John Malkovich.

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In Sweden, all land is for public use. Imagine!!

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ICP cancelled their Juggalo fest.

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Perhaps home schooling will become more popular. Perhaps with the pollution dropping, humans will get the message that we have really fucked ourselves in this world. Less cars people!!** The Twitter CEO donated a billion. That made the other top $ people look like schmucks.

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Kleenex Cottonelle is donating a million rolls and a million bucks. Share A Square!!

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Fight Island??

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Tiger King.. who cares.. Crip Camp is the one to watch. A Secret Love is also great. This is the world that we should build from the ashes of Covid-19.** Stop trying to get me to watch Tiger King. –Bill Maher

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We are in a recession.** I don’t understand when I see so many “devout” people show no respect for religions other than their own.

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Tom Pelphrey on Ozark this season just blew me away!! He has to be the one to watch at the Emmy’s.

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On a personal note: Hey Aunt Ritski, I will never forget that you saved a couple of people from drowning when you were a lifeguard. I will never forget one of your favorite tales, that you wanted to be Miss Kitty when you were 5 years old and got a little drunk trying. I will never forget the times that you drove thru the ditches, your Cooter Brown stories or the way that you often left all the change on the bar when we were out. How could anyone forget the weddings, the bullet you had to live with the rest of your life and the love you had for your siblings. We will miss you forever because all of the lives you touched would have been a whole lot different without you in it. What the fuck would we have talked about if not for the saga of you? I can think of nobody who would disagree with that. Your family loves you baby. Go in Peace and serenity.

R.I.P. Adam Schlesinger, Ellis Marsalis Jr., Mort Drucker, Lorena Boreja, Janet Alexander, Patricia Bosworth, Bucky Pizzarelli, Logan Wiliams, Maeve Williams, Wallace Roney, Joe Diffie, Andrew Jack, Alan Merrill, John Prine, Thomas L. Miller, tornado victims, Charlotte Figi, David Driscoll, Hal Willner, Patricia Bosworth, Ann Sullivan, Brooke Taylor, the Canadian shooting victims, Matt Seligman, Barney Ales, Bootsy Barnes, Bruce Meyers,Roger Beatty, the tornado victims, Tim Brooke- Taylor, Jorge Camara, Andrew J. Fenady, Brian Dennehy, Don Reed Herring, Henry Graff, Allen Daviou, Tom Lester, Bill Withers and Rita Hale.

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Episode #6: “Can i PLEASE get a blindside.” - Jared

ok so basically the game has been sooo quiet and ive like. felt dead. idk. i had a breakdown last night bc of it and i cried on my couch (KNOW THERE WAS A LOT MORE THAN THIS LKSDJGKLDSGLS I WOULDNT CRY PURELY BC OF THAT) but yaaa and now im better but like the entire day i was throwing up in class (or like feeling anxious im exaggerating sorry) about going home.

i didnt want mo out but with that being said i didnt want anyone out?? after i mentioned to him that stephen/mo were targeting each other, rhys came to me with the idea that like him jared chloe and i should make a chat, and i was down for that bc it would secure my positioning and like ALSGKSDG who'd flip on an alliance THIS early.. right?? right..

chloe was really not talkative with me. stephen/jared were active so i appreciate that immensely. im just thrown off. i dont really know who i can or cant trust.

OK ALSO SIDE NOTE CHRIS SENT ME [IM NOT EXAGGERATING] 55+ MSGS SPILLING TEA ABOUT HOW THE TUATHA HAD AN OG ALLIANCE WITH EVERYONE BUT MITCH + MAYNOR - which i knew about but LASKGLDKS AHHHH. and he leaked that stephen wanted kori/bryce targeted and i leaked that to bryce to further stephens target. IM JUST SO MESSY LOL

also i kind of predicted a swap likeee omfg. and i dont know how i feel. i kind of felt safe on my tribe??? but like.. oh no. anyway, my tribe isnt super dominant in challenges or anything (compared 2 the other tribe who has bryce/stephen/drew), but i think we can win a lipsync since we have a woman, gay men, and a metrosexual male who has an outgoing personality (and i mean that in the nicest way obviously). IDK I HOPE WE WIN BC THAT TRIBAL WAS HORRIFIC AND I LOVE MO SO MUCH AND AHH.

ill probs give a video soon in more depth with what chris said. yalls deserve it.. oops period.

I HOPE YALL CAN FORGIVE ME. im eating hotdog. bye bye love u all.

Wow I like the whole tribe! Alyssa is probably my front runner of talking and honestly she's great! I am in her spell ahhhh but hey JARED is here too woo! I think at least with Mitch and Zach too I'll be safe but I'll see! This challenge could either go really well or really badly for us but I'm excited to do anything creativity!!

I absolutly love my tribe at the moment, i'm getting along well with alot of them except Kori who i haven't spoken to much at all but im confident in our abilities to win! Jared is talking a little bit about wanting the game to pick up a little bit and i agree to some extent however blindsiding someone just for the sake of a blindside isn't smart gameplay so im just gonna lay low nd continue making those strong bonds here there and everywhere to hopfully come out on top should we end up at tribal

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hi it's 6 am but rhys fucking filmed vertically so if we lose he automatically has my vote

I feel good but also scared. I dont think I'll do as good of a job as I hope, but it also is turning out decently so far. My biggest concern is time. With having work tomorrow, I can only do the editing on my lunch break of 90 minutes, then whenever i get home which probably wont be until 6, given the upload time that leaves me with about 3 hours in total. Hopefully I'll be able to work with Rhys and Jack's stuff, as i think it'll be easier for me to do it then. Regardless, I'm gonna be a zombie but LOL this is the second Wednesday in a row I stayed up late except this is not for school and instead of 3 hours, ima get 2 hours of sleep haha that is so sad and funny and heebee jeebee zoinks, alright goodnight

Two things: 1) there's really nothing quite like making a fool of yourself multiple times in a single org, just to be immune for one round. 2) i am horrible at looking for idols

So Matt just told me he thinks we’re gonna have a double tribal right before merge which is like ew I hate that throw it out please, speaking of throwing out uh Kori can go because he’s wearing on my nerves like yes we’re gonna get things done on time calm down please and thanks.

these people are actually delulu if they think that video is winning. no fucking way we are winning. time to go to tribal!

So the swap has happened, and I get what is almost probably my worst case scenario player-wise. All of my close allies, with the exception of Kori, are currently on Cyrena. Meaning that winning immunity isn't even really good, since it puts them in danger.

I think there's a way to make this bad situation good though. Getting to finally work with Michael, Matt, Loris, and Drew can actually be a blessing in disguise. If I get on their good sides now, they might clue me into their plans once merge rolls around. That's the hope, anyway. For now my goal is just to survive being swapped with a bunch of people I've barely spoke to!

The past 24 hours have been major toughie for me. Staying up late and then trying to manage editing a video, work, and time constraints, and I won't lie, its been exhausting, but I didn't want to let my tribe down, or anyone down I guess. A little ways through, I kinda felt pretty defeated and then learning at last minute it was due an hour before I predicted made me panic A LOT internally, but it does seem like the tribe likes it so if we do lose and if they do vote me out, I can look back at this and feel like I did something right.

Well a lots happened and to be honest at times life and this game move too quick for me to even remember if I've mentioned it. We swapped, and I'm trying to just keep myself afloat however I can.

The challenge was overly stressful and I have no idea if we'll pull it out. Editing has been so stressful and I've found new appreciation for the people that do it. I just hope whatever I whip together will just be enough so that I can breathe and really take stalk of my new situation.

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So, I haven't been around a whole bunch recently. However I'm glad we didn't go to tribal, that could've been a reason if my name came up. So I'm glad I have time to more cement my bonds on this tribe and keep my name out of peoples mouths.

We JUST WON IMMUNITY WOOHOO. I was kind of nervous with a music challenge considering the only other one I did previously I did not do the greatest in :P. Both videos were amazing and im so glad Eve and Jones's mom liked ours significantly greater than the other one! As far as my position is concerned, I am reunited with Jared and our relationship is still strong I think so that's good. Stephen I am HOPING will be ok by just latching on to Kori at least for premerge. Those two are still the ones I trust the most, but I also like Alyssa Chris and Zach. I WISH i could connect more with jack, but i feel like every time we play together it gets more difficult to hold a conversation, so that's a yikes. Jared myself and stephen are diligently working on the idol search, but it's likely already found. I'm pretty sure there are too many components for someone to just find it by themselves

WELL. Im a target tonight! God we really do love that for me. We really do. Kori, eat my fucking ass. You leave me on read all the time. And then you have the NERVE. THE ACTUAL NERVE. to be like "omg stop slipping in my dm's!" Boo if you didn't leave me on read constantly then maybe i would actually want to speak to you! an actual moron. And then STEPHEN HAS THE FUCKING AUDACITY to me like "ya lol i'll be at tribal i'll make the decision between you and Kori at tribal!". BOI. THAT IS NOT HOW YOU GET TRUST IN SOMEONE. Its fucking ridiculous. Thank god Michael is in my corner, hopefully drew and bryce too. I am NOT getting 15th right now, no way. I am BETTER than this. i am going to make it work, tim gunn style. maybe its time to break the fajitas and channel their energy once again

Why do I go on the initiative literally ever? I'm clearly bad at it, I wasn't even remotely thinking things through and I SHOULD have let Stephen or someone else suggest someone but no I had to be mildly greedy and wanna send home Matt whom I barely DM.

I already flopped editing the video, and now here I am flopping the social/stategy game that I love playing supposedly.

Of course I tried reaching out to Michael and Drew FOOLISHLY because I wanted to build trust and maybe work with them. So naturally Michael tells Matt because ofc they'd be close as would Drew probably since he and Michael have been together since Day 1. As it stands I'm stuck praying Loris is gonna vote with me and it just sucks because I'm so bad at this game.

I'm trying to keep a cool head right now because there's still time. Stephen and I are trying to work logistics, see if we need to switch the vote to say Michael in case of an idol, but I'm not sure Loris/Bryce would be on board for that.

There's a pretty good chance that I'm definitely dead. But I'ma fight to the bitter end!

Today I learned from Stephen that Kori is in some dangerous water. He I guess said Matt's name to Michael who told Matt and now them and Drew are voting Kori. However Bryce and Stephen and perhaps Loris are all voting Matt. Now this is good if it works because honestly that group having to endure their numbers dwindling is good for my game. It only leaves Jack and Alyssa but I think we better be careful because I can see both of them slipping through the inevitable war zone that is gonna be happening.

Today's been a pretty informative day for me. After losing the immunity challenge by a hair, I was worried because I didn't think I had bonded very well with my current tribe through One World, luckily for me, that doesn't seem to be their biggest concern at the moment.

During the initial stages of the vote, I talked to Kori and the two of us decided Matt would be the easiest target to take out. I was leaning towards voting Matt because we hadn't talked very much, so hearing Kori was on board right away simplified things for sure. Bryce and Loris both seem to be on board with it too so I shouldn't have anything to worry about at this point.

In the morning, things got a whole lot more complicated. Matt found out he was the target through Michael, and began his campaign to get Kori out instead of himself. I'm not entirely sure why Michael decided to do this, but it doesn't make much of a difference at this point. Matt campaigned to me, and I sorta pretended to be on the fence. I was listening to what he said, but Kori is realistically one of my closest allies, there's no way I'm voting him out to side with people I had just met.

Once campaign season got under way, I had a conversation with Chris. Chris tells me that on original Orfeo, him, Loris, and Zach believed there was an alliance of Chloe/Sharky/Drew/Michael formed. This explains not only why Sharky was seen as an easy boot on swap-Tuatha, but also why Michael wants to keep Matt instead of Kori. With Chloe re-joining after tribal, him/Drew/Chloe/Matt would form a tight majority. Without Matt, they're a minority.

I proposed an idea to switch the vote from Matt to Michael or Drew. I said it was because I was worried about an idol, but this alliance is the real reason I wanted to do it. However, Kori, Loris, and Bryce are comfortable with the status quo and since it's not my neck on the line I didn't feel the need to push too hard.

Me, Kori, and Bryce now also have an alliance with Loris, which is cool? I haven't gotten very close with Loris yet but he seems like a smart player tied to Chris and Zach which spells good things for us working together in the future. Assuming I survive this vote and have a future, of course.

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hi I think I might make it past final 15 that’s nice umm... I suggested an alliance of me Bryce Stephen Kori to counter the potential power of chloe Matt Michael and drew once chloe joins our tribe because my brain is massive. but now we’re like scared for idols . scary shih anyways like how r u I’m good.

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oh huh tribes r gonna be even again next round... so I have to make this conf by default just in case of a you know what wait no anna u said no more 24 hour challenges QUEEN ... thank god I can’t be bothered to delete this so she’s being SENT

Right now there's so many things running through my head with the introduction of Matts vote steal, because realistically i could convince him to give to me or i could keep him around as a potential shield. I don't want to do it to the guy but also a vote steal could shift the tides of the game in my favour later down the line. so it's a difficult decision and one id rather have more time to contemplate.

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Wooo ok operation vote steal is a go and next round we’ll be swimming in green hopefully but with one world sis og tribe lines just ain’t it!

God im over this tribal. Like ugh these people really are under Kori's mist so like im probably going home. Do I think i might be able to survive? a small glimmer of hope says yes, but i'm not confident. God im just... so annoyed at this. Im clearly on the outs here and I just HOPE i can pull through i just am so scared. I know if i do leave though that I have fought my damn hardest to stay tonight. Im trying to think of the positives because its hard to do so because im being sad atm.. UGH. the fajitas really have failed me tonight, their light has dimmed and their guidance is no more. i am now with the darkness. we r one.

Oh my fucking god my heart is breaking. Matt is basically in such a deep hole he's going to go home, unless he plays an idol. And Alyssa has an idol. And she doesn't think it's smart to use it on him because Michael says he's just gonna go home next round. His social game hasn't been up to snuff and they're gonna boot him regardless, so she wants to keep us with power and let him go. And I agree with her. Which kills me. I'm usually able to just be a robot when it comes to this like yes I will make the smarter decision if it means I'll be emotionally torn, and this is such an instance. Luckily, it's not my idol to give up. Yes Alyssa says it's "our" idol but it's her call end of the day. I just... fuck. This is all stars man. And I'm actually starting to feel, for once.

Well it's about an hour before tribal and at least on it's surface it would seem Matt is going. I'm not confident though because any number of things COULD happen. I'm hoping there's no idol play, just because I feel like pre-merge just isn't a good look for me.

If Matt does pull something off, then kudos to him, and if it's me that'd make this my final confessional for the season. I've had such an amazing time playing and while I feel like I've been playing a lower key game on purpose I feel like I'm doing what I can to really come into my own. I hope the bonds I've made are gonna stick and that everything works out for us.

But if it doesn't I guess I'll have to find a way to be ok with that. This has been such a unique All-Stars experience so far, and I hope I can take what I've gotten from it and make myself better for it. (Also highkey hopefully this isn't my last confessional and I'm getting sentimental for no reason.)

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Kori is voted out 4-3.

#shinebright #episode

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jeranasblog · 4 years ago

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Starker Kink Advent Calendar - Day 11

24 days, 24 chapters, 24 kinks

Pairing: Peter Parker/Tony Stark

Rating: E

Notes: Hey guys. I’ve decided to write a “Starker Kink Advent Calendar” this year, so 24 chapters with 24 different kinks. Enjoy <3

Warnings: Check all the sex tags on Ao3

Read on Ao3

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Day 11 - Impact Play for Kim @twokinkybeans

To his own shame, Peter had to admit that he hadn’t seen his best friend Ned and MJ since the wedding. Ned was currently in Africa for a year, building schools for Omegas, but MJ was still in New York, working in her own coffee shop. Peter was too busy at SI and, he had to admit, getting fucked by his Alpha so it took three angry phone calls from MJ until he promised her to visit the coffee shop.

MJ had a break at four o’clock so Peter arrived ten minutes earlier, ordering a Vanilla Latte that she brewed for him. When he took the first sip, Peter was reminded again why this was the perfect job for his best friend. Her coffee was the best Peter had ever tried in New York.

“So, what did you do the last few weeks,” MJ asked as soon as she took the empty seat next to him.

Peter blushed furiously, giving her all the answers she wanted without saying a single word. “Oh, it’s like that. I’m glad you’re having fun with your husband. Tony is good in bed, isn’t he?”

“Yes.” Peter really hoped short answers would stop her from asking, but it only got worse.

“It’s good to hear that you can enjoy yourself. Tell me. What did you try?” Peter didn’t think that he could blush even more, but MJ proved him wrong.

“Peter! I didn’t know you’re that kinky.”

Fuck, could she read his thoughts?

“Did you try ropes? Ties? Plugs? Spanking even?”

Peter closed his eyes, wishing to wake up somewhere else, but when he opened them again he was still sitting in the coffee shop. Apparently, his silence told MJ everything she had to know. “I can’t believe it. Everything? Peter, you’re a kinky son of a bitch. Tony is a lucky man. It took my Omega a year until she allowed me to spank her for the first time.”

“I like it,” Peter confessed, suddenly watching his coffee with interest. He couldn’t look her in the eyes anymore. He had been more comfortable talking about sex with Tony during the last few weeks, but it was something else to be questioned by his best friend.

“You have to ask your Alpha for more, Peter. There are so many amazing toys. Have you tried a flogger yet? A belt? A hairbrush? I’ve once tried a riding crop. Marie came after a minute.”

Someone next to them was clearing his throat, obviously a sign that he had heard them. While MJ didn’t seem to care, Peter had to fight the urge to flee from the coffee shop.

“Can we please talk about something else?”

MJ looked at him, watching his expression closely but giving in after she saw how uncomfortable he was. “Alright. But think about the suggestions I made.”

Peter nodded, just so she would let it go.

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After half an hour, MJ had to go back to work, so Peter called the driver who picked him up. Meeting his best friend had been great, but he was glad to drive home again, weirdly unsettled when he wasn’t around Tony.

During the entire ride home, Peter couldn’t think about anything else than MJ’s suggestions. Sure, he had been embarrassed as hell to talk about his sex life in public, but he was actually intrigued too. What would a flogger feel like? What about a hairbrush or a belt?

It took Tony two minutes during dinner to see that something was up and two more to coax an answer out of the Omega. He had promised Peter to tell him about one of his favorite fantasies, and the Omega was too curious to hold back, so he told Tony about his thoughts.

“I talked to MJ today and she questioned me about our sex life.” Tony laughed loudly but let him continue without saying anything. “I might have told her non-verbally that I’m into spanking and-”

“Non-verbally?”

“I blushed.” Tony snickered and Peter lowered his eyes bashfully. “She told me to try out... things if I like spanking that much.”

“Things?” Suddenly, Tony didn’t laugh anymore. Instead, he looked at Peter hungrily.

“You know. Floggers, belts, hairbrushes.” Peter was talking so softly, it was a miracle that Tony still understood.

“You wanna try it, sweet thing? Want me to spank your cute little ass with more than just my hand?”

The words sent shivers of arousal down his spine and Peter found himself nodding before his brain had any time to catch up. Yes, he wanted it so badly.

“Do you want it now, baby?��

God, yes, please. “Yes, Sir.”

Tony growled in response, his eyes fixated on Peter. “I don’t own a flogger anymore, baby, but I let you choose. Belt or hairbrush?”

Tony had owned a flogger? No wonder that the Alpha’s spankings felt so good. He was experienced. Peter had to admit that he was a little afraid of the belt, even though Tony probably knew how to use it.

“Hairbrush, please, Sir.”

Tony gave him a predatory smile in return. “Alright, sweet thing. I want you on our bed, hands and knees. I’m taking care of the rest.”

Peter had to force himself not to run to the bedroom and rip his clothes from his body. Tony had to put their dishes away and fetch the hairbrush, so he would likely need a few minutes. Nevertheless, folding his clothes felt like torture and Peter couldn’t wait even a moment longer. He kneeled on the bed, waiting for his Alpha to come in.

Tony was quiet so it was his scent that hit Peter first. The familiar smell of Alpha and coffee that made Peter slick up and relax at the same time. His Alpha would take care of him. Peter didn’t have to do anything. When Peter finally felt the bed moving he knew Tony must have sat down behind him.

“Peter, you’re so beautiful. Your trust, your body, everything.”

You’re beautiful, Alpha. I love you. Peter didn’t say it out loud.

“Baby, it’s even more important that you remember your safeword today.” Tony’s voice was serious. “I won’t be disappointed if you don’t like it, but I have to trust you to stop me if I go too far. I can’t enjoy this if I could accidentally hurt you, okay?”

Peter loved him even more for being so considerate. “I promise, Alpha.”

Tony believed him, Peter could sense it in the change of his Alpha’s scent. The arousal got stronger, coffee overpowered by the smell of rain, and Peter could feel his own body reacting. But before he could even beg for more, pain spread through his left cheek.

Fuck! Peter hadn’t expected Tony would hit him without a warning so the pain was an overwhelming surprise. It was sharper than Tony’s hand, tingling longer and deeper. The Alpha didn’t hold back, giving Peter the entire experience and it was almost pathetic how needily Peter cried in response. After one hit Peter was already sure that he loved it.

“I can’t believe you’re taking it like this, sweet thing. So greedy for it. Spreading your legs for your Alpha so I can turn your little bottom red.”

Tony gave him more. He hit him again, the brush smacking against his skin, and Peter could feel how his ass bounced under the impact. It was probably already red, the skin burning, and Peter’s whimpers got louder with every hit. Tony was wonderful, sensing exactly where Peter needed the pain. When the burn was just on the verge of being too much, the Alpha soothed the skin, stroking and caressing it until Peter was nothing but a shivering mess.

Peter was trapped in bliss, losing every sense of time. He could focus on nothing but the perfect sensation in his ass, how it was taking him higher and higher with every blow.

Smack smack smack.

Peter sobbed in pleasure, savoring the sounds of the brush on his skin and the little noises Tony made, Alpha growls that vibrated through Peter’s body and fueled his arousal even more.

When the hits stopped, Peter didn’t notice it first. He was distracted by the lingering pain, trapped in the perfect feeling of the burn mixing with pleasure. He didn’t know what was pain and what was arousal anymore, and before he could figure it out, Tony had already made his next move.

The hot tip that nudged against his hole pulled Peter back into the presence and Tony didn’t give him any time to get used to the feeling before he entered the Omega without a break. Peter was slick enough, the stretch barely hurt, but when the Alpha bottomed out, his hips slapped against Peter’s ass. It was like getting slapped all over again.

“Baby, you’re even hotter than usual.” Tony’s voice barely got through the fog in Peter’s mind. “Squeezing my cock even tighter every time I hit your ass.”

Peter heard a sob, followed by a pleasured cry. Was that his voice? He didn’t know anymore. He was too far gone to notice anything but his Alpha, behind him, above him, around him. Tony was everywhere, taking him closer and closer to his orgasm with every thrust.

“God, Peter, I’ll buy you everything you’ve talked about, baby. You’re so beautiful like this. I’ll buy you a flogger, tie you up and spank you. I’ll take you over my knee every day. You react so beautifully to pain, baby. I can’t believe you’re sharing this with me, trusting me with your body. So vulnerable, only for me.”

“Alpha.”

It was the last word Peter got out before his body shook with pleasure, before his body was forced to orgasm. He had never felt anything like this before, so overwhelming and pure. Pain and pleasure were spiraling together, taking him over the edge and the only reason he wasn’t falling was the Alpha beside him.

“Shhh, baby. You’re doing wonderfully.”

Tony had pulled his chest up until Peter’s upper body was pressed against his Alpha. Strong arms held him firmly against an even stronger chest, supporting him while Peter rode out wave after wave of his orgasm.

He couldn’t move much, trapped in Tony’s arms while the thick cock was still stretching him open. Had Tony come? Had he knotted him? Peter didn’t know anymore.

“So good for me, Omega,” Tony gently whispered into his ear while he still held Peter close.

In the end, it was a light shift of Tony’s hips that increased the pressure against Peter’s tender ass. Just a light touch that sparked the fire in Peter’s body again. Another surge of come was forced out of his body, his stomach muscles already hurting from the strength of his orgasm.

The last thing Peter noticed was Tony nibbling on the mark on his neck. Then everything went dark.

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So, that was it, we were on our way home with our newborn baby! Hard to believe, but I know I was lucky I got to stay in the hospital longer than the usual 6 hours!!!

I sat in the back with Cailean on the journey home. We have two Springer Spaniels who were staying with my mum so we had to coordinate picking them up as well. You do worry about how the dogs will adapt and behave, but our two were brilliant. A tip I would give anyone in the same position is that we gave my mum the first hat we put on Cailean immediately after he was born to take home with her, so the dogs could get the scent of him. When she visited the next day, we gave her a blanket we put on him overnight.

My mum was actually meant to drop off the dogs but I changed my mind. Our house is their house, and I didn’t want them coming home to find him in their house and react badly. I told my mum we would pick them up and have them enter the house first. That way, they were already in the house when we brought Cailean in. Texa, our youngest Springer, is a bit anti-social. She’s 4 but likes to take herself off her to bed so she was probably the one we were worried about most. Skye is her mother and 8, so we knew we probably wouldn’t have a problem with her, especially as she had had her own litter. Texa was immediately interested when she got in the boot! She was straining to get her over the back of the seat to look at him, and was sniffing like mad! My husband took them into the house and then I brought Cailean in when they were settled. They were really interested and continued to sniff him. They have been brilliant with him since day 1 and we needn’t have worried. Texa in particular has come into the living room more often and they are so protective. Texa is actually the one to run into his nursery first thing in the morning to check on him and they both immediately sit next to the person holding them when we have visitors. They constantly lick the back of his head and his wee feet and he is completely unfazed by them. We are so lucky to have such good dogs. 🥰

I struggled a bit at home to do the simplest of things because of my stitches and feeling so sore down there. As a result my husband was an absolute superhero! I couldn’t change Cailean on the floor because I couldn’t bend properly, and my back was absolutely killing me so I couldn’t change him standing at the changing table either initially. It was really frustrating. I was so lucky Alex was so hands on, but I felt so inadequate that I couldn’t do these things and all I could do was breastfeed. At that point I think it’s really important to be honest, but also to be kind to yourself. Your body goes through so much in labour and of course you’re not going to heal overnight. As long as you have a great support network (I definitely have that!), don’t feel you can’t ask for help, or accept it for that matter.

Cailean was a hungry feeder and would regularly be on the breast for 30-40 minutes. They don't always feed the whole time - remember their tummies are so small, they sometimes just prefer the comfort, or they fall asleep. What I struggled with, was that he gave me what I thought were cues, even after that length of time and when he would fall asleep and come off himself. Things like hands in the mouth, crying, etc. What helped us was a dummy. I had these ideas of trying not to give him one, but the reality is he was probably always going to need one. The midwives told us the minute he was born he was sucking his hand so said he would either need a dummy or be a thumb sucker. Initially I tried to convince myself we would only give it to him at night, but again, who was I kidding?! It turned out to be a comfort for him, helped soothe hiccups after a feed, and calmed him down when the feed came to an end (which he is never happy about!!). At the end of the day, whatever gives you and your baby an easier life is important. As my mum pointed out, he’s unlikely to be running about a rugby pitch with a dummy!! 😅

I was visited by the community midwives every second day after came home. They usually see you for 10-14 days following the birth. If everything has gone well, they will usually sign you off after 10 days which I think is far too short! As with most things NHS, I totally understand they are understaffed and resources are spread thin. So much so, that as I mentioned previously, I only saw my own midwife once the whole time. This was far from ideal given what I was about to go through.

The first visit, two midwives visited us. One checked Cailean: looking over his chord, weight, checked re toilet function etc; the other checked me: that the uterus had contracted, my stitches and also my stomach. Here’s where the words of the midwife at my 36 week check came back to haunt me and still do now. I had the less experienced of the two checking me. She frowned and called her colleague through. Her colleague pressed my stomach and confirmed my muscle separation was as bad as it could be 😓. She could keep pressing all the way down to my bowel and there was just nothing. She told me she would drop in a tubi grip for me the next morning and I was to wear it all day (not at night) until my 6 week GP check. I’ve just found out that I really should have been referred to a pelvic physiotherapist at this point, and shouldn’t have had to wait for 6 weeks! More on that later...This however, explained why my back was so sore - I literally had no core to support my lower back. No wonder I was moving like I was 90! 😱Aside from the obvious reasons...

Cailean’s check revealed there was some gunk in his eye and I was advised to express breast milk into it to hopefully clear it up. We would see a midwife again on Friday so they would check again then. Friday came and thankfully it was my own midwife. She asked if I went myself which I confirmed and said I had a great labour. I asked her if she was right in guessing at my last appointment what I was having. She laughed and said yes, I knew it was boy because he was causing trouble! She was surprised to learn of Cailean’s weight, as she said he was a decent size so it makes you wonder where he was hiding when I was trying to measure him!!

She did the heel prick test and he was a wee star, didn’t even cry. She also checked me over and was happy the stitches were healing well and said they had done a great job. I mentioned I had started sweating profusely and didn’t know where it had come from. She thought it was just my hormones as my milk was changing from the colostrum to the actual milk now. She witnessed the feed and was happy with the latch and said we were doing great. Unfortunately Cailean’s eyes were crusty so she couldn’t take a swab, but said she would do so on Monday when she next saw me. It was a great comfort to have my own midwife visit and I wished I had been lucky enough to have her again.

I also had been visited by the breastfeeding support worker. They are honestly some of the best people you will ever meet after giving birth! She spent a good few hours at the house just chatting in general but talking through feeding. She explained he was latching well, but I had clearly had some damage to my nipples so just to really make sure he was latching properly and if not, re-position him. She witnessed a feed and helped me get the right position, although said in general everything looked good. She and her colleague made it clear they were always available for advice, and to call back if needed anything. Definitely arrange a visit if you decide to breastfeed, even if you feel quite confident, as they really give such good advice and are actually just great people to talk to and chat about any concerns with.

In terms of our own ‘routine’, (if such a thing exists with a newborn!) Cailean was probably feeding every 3-4 hours. At night time, we brought the Moses basket up to beside our bed. I found next to me beds really expensive so we stuck with the Moses basket. I also switched our bedroom light for one which was much warmer and less bright so that when we put it on to check on him, the room stayed dim and he would know it was bedtime. We didn’t do much speaking during the night, for the same reason. What worked for us, was changing him first, then feeding so that if he was sleepy after a feed he wasn’t then more alert after being changed. Unfortunately for us, Cailean has always been quite a sicky baby so we had to be really thorough when winding him. It also meant we would keep him up for about 30 minutes post feed to ensure he wouldn’t be sick when he lay down. Initially, it’s completely natural to be up at every sound they make, but I was terrified he would be sick and choke. Thankfully, it seemed he like to turn his head to the side and do it instead. He never liked having the blanket on his feet and very early on would kick and kick until the blanket was off so we tended to drape the blanket over the bottom of the basket so it was still over him, just not tucked in.

With him being such a hungry baby it quickly exhausted me breastfeeding all hours of the day and night so we did opt for a bottle of formula or expressed milk at night. You can’t initially express with a pump that well and it’s not recommended until breastfeeding is established and milk is coming through. Thankfully, he did take a bottle absolutely fine - probably because he was so greedy! I was always going to introduce formula as well though, as I am only taking 6 months maternity so it wouldn’t be possible to breastfeed for as long as some mums.

Little did I know that my feeding plans would swiftly change....

#newmum #firsttimemum #postpartum #mybumpbirthandbeyond #newblog

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I think their ads on TV are so right - they have not only the lowest rates (at least for me), but the best customer service too. I have never filed a claim, but recently requested some insurance record from them. Even though I am not their customer anymore (currently do not own a car), they still were very helpful on the phone, sent me the requested letter immediately and even did a follow up on it. I think they are awesome. Who had similar experience with them or any other company? PS - I am not a GEICO employer :))""

How much will a suzuki vitara jlx 1999 cost for a 17 year old to insure in the UK?

Hi there i am 16, almost 17 and i own a suzuki vitara, it has previously been used as a field car but sailed through its MOT... i am looking to use this as my first road car. I can't seem to find anything at all on the internet without having to make an account.. someone please help, I simply need to know how much it will cost me to insure in the UK as my first car at 17 years old. it has no modifications, a 1.6 petrol engine, convertible and a jlx model.. someone please help if you can?""

What is the cheapest online car insurance for an 18 yr old male?

My stepson needs to get some online insurance today............dont have alot of time to research. What would you say is the cheapest car insurance available on line........monthly payments?

""How much, on average, would car insurance be raised if I added a 16 1/2 year old driver?

The vehicle would be an onld 1996 minivan.

I need to buy a car cheap on gas/insurance. i have 2 boys and they need car seats..?

The car seats can be the smaller skinnier type. I am debating with a nissan sentra and maybe a mitsubishi lancer. I need something basic with a great warranty and still a little room. What do you think? Anyone own a lancer or sentra with pointers on if its a good car for a couple carseats?

""If you crashed your car into someones, how much would insurance pay out?""

Assuming the cost is 18,000, most of it being for injuries the other party claims to have (<1000 bucks in damage). How much would insurance pay and how much would i have to pay? No damage to my own car. No need for insurance after this because I dont think im going to drive again after hearing the cost. I cant call the insurance company unforunately. Do you think I would have to pay all of it? I had full coverage.""

How much does it estimately cost for a car insurance?

Please don't give any stupid answers. All I want is to get an estimate because I have not got ANY ANY clue about it. You can just give a range like 100-200 pounds per [unit time]. Hint: I will get my car when I am 17 so roughly how much will it be annually/monthly? The most sensible and reliable answer gets 10 points for best answer.

Can anybody give a good estimate on how much my insurance would be for me driving a 2002 ford mustang?

Im 16 years old and i'm a girl if that matters. My mom will not let me get one but I really want that to be my first car. Also can you give me some ideas to convince her to let me get it. I really need the actual price of how much the insurance would be.

Would insurance on a 79 Buick Skyhawk be expensive?

My husband and I found one extremely cheap, and I desperately need a car. Our worry is the monthly insurance rate. Would the age make it cheaper, or is it so old that it would begin to go back up?""

Can I keep the check from the insurance, and don't repair my car?

Could anyone recommend a decent car insurer for a 17yr old female in the UK???

I am looking for cheap car insurance, the cheapest I have found is 860 fully comp for a Fiat Punto. I would like to find cheaper, could anyone recommed an insurer??? Thanks, Jay""

No health insurance...

I don't have health insurance but have started to worry about needing to get a mammogram because I have a spot that worries me. Is there anything I can do to have it checked out?

My insurance is like $300 a month...help?

I just got a free quote from whipers.com but my insurance is still a little high...what can I do to lower it to like $75 a month or is that not realistic?

""Car for 17 year old? easy on gas , cheap to insure?""

i am a 17 year old girl who lives in ontario and would like to purchase a used car for $1500. it needs to be cheap to insure and really good on gas. i do not know much about cars but im hoping someone will help me. also, i do not want a car that will break down and cost me lots of money to fix. any suggestions with what car i should buy? basically i just need a good student car because it will only be driving me to school and thats it. safety isnt a huge issue for me more like the pricing and maintenance. any suggestions willl do ! please help . thanks:)""

Do you have health insurance?

if so, how much is it per month? how old are you? what kind of deductable do you have? feel free to answer also if you do not have insurance?""

Where can i get cheap Car Insurance?

here you go a website that can help you find the best auto insurance in your area http://is.gs/7xg

Best insurance companies for 21 year old passed my test.?

ok ive pased my test a month on friday and i gettin a car this week and i need some insurance on the car obviiously lol, well basically whats the cheapest car insurance all you 21 year old have and who is it with, please :)""

Can I get life insurance on a family member without their consent?

I'm interested in getting a life insurance policy on my mother because unfortunately she will not be around forever and I want to make sure my sister and I are able to take care of financial obligations that would have to be resolved including funeral expenses. Obviously this is a very difficult situation, no one wants to have to plan for a loved one's passing. Anyone know if this is possible? thanks.""

Car insurance went DOWN after accident?

I was involved in a one vehicle accident and had a failure to control and hit a guardrail. I called today to get my insurance back and its lower ?? I thought it would go up? Also I ...show more

Teenage Car Insurance Question?

I am a new teenage driver about to go for his license in a few weeks. Before I do I have to be on one of my parents insurance plans. My mom says that adding me to hers would be about $1800 yearly and my dad just says that that is ridiculously high. I don't know which one of them to believe on this issue so: How much is average teenage car Insurance

About how much more would insurance be on this car?

i want to get a chrysler sebring convertible. i tried calculating insurance but it didnt ask if it was a convertible or not. Im just trying to see how much more the insurance would be since its a convertible.SO! how much more would insurance be on a 99 sebring coupe than a 99 sebring convertible. it would have 46000 miles.

Help with car Insurance? Insurance broker claims cheap insurance?

Hi, I'm 17 and I just recently passed my test, so I'm planning of getting a car soon, maybe even next year, but the point is - I have seen this guy on facebook claiming to be working with an insurance broker that's why he can get cheap insurance... My question is not if he is a scammer or not, my question is, do insurance brokers have the right to give cheap insurance? And approximately how much off? (note i'm 17 and i'm thinking of getting a golf or a astra and i live in east london)""

How much will previous drink driving ban cost company insurance?

Hi, hope someone can help. I had a drink driving ban about 2 years ago. I am now applying for a job which would like a clean driving license (dont they all). What i want to know is how much extra money would it cost the company insurance to put someone on their books with a previous d/d ban. The job im applying for would require me to drive their vehicles, would it cost the company alot ? Thanks for any answers""

How does car insurance really work for new drivers?

I passed my road test with flying colors last Friday, but my parents refuse to either get me a car, or allow me to drive theirs by myself. They quote insurance as the main problem - new drivers who are male and under 25 typically get insurance rates that are like 200% plus the normal rate. Now if that were the way it really worked for everyone, I wouldn't say anything, considering that I know it's not my car I'd be driving. However, I have plenty of friends who use their parents insurance, but don't pay a penny extra. I'm wondering how exactly that is done, because if my parents had their way, I'd be driving with them sitting in the side seat until the age of 25 - not happening.""

How much would insurance cost?

I am a 16 year old female who just got my license in January. I get good grades, but just a few days ago rear-ended the car in front of me. I totaled my car, and caused minimal damage to the one in front of me. How much should my insurance be on a monthly basis?""

Car Insurance help please?

Hello, I am a 22 year old female who lives in California, I was wonderinf what would be the best/cheap car insurance please... Thank you""

What is the best car insurance?

im 18 i just bought my car and now i need insurance what is the cheapest insurance out there for a guy of my age?

Insurance on Giving Birth?

Me and my husband don't have any insurance and we want to have a baby, what is the average monthly payment for insurance that will cover everything from the ultra violet sound to the monthly check-ups to the auctual giving birth in the hospital.""

Where can i get car insurance for 20.00?

i'm going to ask this question until i get the correct answer ok listen closely i'm not selling my car i'm not catching a cab i paid 10.000.00 for my car it is my car i worked for it i dont joy ride i drive about 1 mile a month i'm disabled i go to the grocery store credit union auto zone my car is parked about about 99 % of the time i dont need that much car insurance. liability is all i need i keep hearing about this car insurance program 15 dollars a month. if you qualify is it the government that has this program has anyone heard of this?

How much is insurance on a Chevy Camaro?

I'm 16, ill be on the car by myself. the camaro is a 1998, and in great condition. i have state farm along with my family so ill be on their plan, ive done the steer clear program and have good grades which both give me a discount! does anyone have an estimate of what is might be per month????""

Will my car insurance go up after this accident happened(Story included)?

Ok so my brother was driving on the highway and another car hit him but left the scene. It was the other cars fault not my brothers. A cop passed by and ask what happened. My brother didn't have license so I told them I was the one who was driving and explain everything. I was 18/17 at that time. The cop did take my license and gave it back after making a report. I am safe or will my insurance rate be high because of this??? The car and the insurance was under my brothers name. But I took the blame. The car didnt have any major damage. just the front got damage I am also afraid he could tell his insurance it was my fault so his insurance doesn't go up. Could he do that?

Pulled over with no insurance in my friends car?

last night i got pulled over in my friends car and i got citation for having expired insurance since he hadnt payed it how do i pay this off?

How can I get affordable Medical Insurance for my family?

My wife and I are hoping to have another child soon. Were getting alot of our debt paid off since I am working overtime. However our current Insurance doesn't offer maternity ...show more

""How do I get the best deal on a rental car, and what about insurance?""

I am going to Orlando for 4 days/3nights, and want to rent a car while I am there, but I want to get the best price I can. What is the best way to do that...tips/suggestions? I'm also a bit confused about the whole insurance issue, since this is my first time renting a car. I really don't want to have to pay double just to get insurance if I don't actually need it. Please explain. Thanks!""

What happens if you got into a accident and have no insurance?

I was driving my girlfriends truck and got into an accident.. I didnt know she has no inaurance. The officer made an accident report then let us go. What happens next does she eventually get a ticket oe me. and is it criminal offense she ia crying cause she feels so bad. Does she lose her license or me cause i was driving? And who will get sued? Please answer all questions. If i had known she didnt pay her insurance i would have paid it for her.she is mainly worried she will go to jail

Can I keep the check from the insurance, and don't repair my car?

Car insurance question (just turned 16)?

So I just turned 16, and am about to purchase a car after saving up for the past year or so. I just have 2 questions. 1- Im planning to get a 1991 Nissan 300zx, there's a 2 seater-2door and a 4 seater- 2 door version of this car. Planning to get the 4 seater, and from what I've heard, insurance will be a tad bit cheaper with the 4 seater, is this true ? And for the more important question - Im underage obviously, so I have to go under my parents for insurance. Thing is, my dad has a HORRIBLE driving record, 1 accident that was his fault and a heaping amount of tickets. And my parents' insurance has gone up from that.. But is his driving record going to affect my insurance? Like will I have to pay more than expected due to his bad record ? Sorry for such the long question..""

Car Insurance?

I drove my friends car he has liability insurance. I have full coverage insurance on my car. I got hit by a guy without insurance. Will my insurance cover my friends car I was driving because the other guys car is not going to be paying for anything. Thanks.

Can other people drive my car with my insurance?

I am going on a road trip with a friend but I don't want to drive the whole way. I have AAA insurance, will it cover my friend if she drives my car part of the way? She has state farm insurance if that makes any difference.""

Cheap car insurance UK?

I'm a young driver 17 I have no provisional experience or pass plus Im a girl and I'm hopefully getting a ford Ka 2002-2003 Do you know what the cheapest place to get insurance is? I've looked everywhere! Any help appreciated :)

Life insurance at 25 years of age.?

I am twenty five and would like to put my mom in life insurance. Is this possible and what would I have to do to put her in life insurance?

I double paid home insurance?

I just found out that I paid my homeowners insurance seperate and my morgage is paying for it as well. Its been 2 years....should I ask for a refund or what?

What would the cost of insurance be for a 16 year old driving a 1994 3000GT Mitsubishi?

How much would auto insurance cost for a 1996 dodge viper?

I just need some sort of estimate.

Car insurance for 17 year old?

im 17 and have looked nearly all the comparison sites for car insurance and theyre all coming with prices like 3000-6000. and the car is just a fiat punto a 1242cc.i know it was going to be expensive but i have been reading that people have been getting insures for like 1200 who are 17 aswell. could it be the car make or should i look for a really small car like a vauxhall corsa.

Getting homeowners insurance in florida?

I'm considering a move to Florida sooner or later, but I wanted to ask a quick question about insurance. I'm in Mobile, Al., and it seems the region has had some skyrocketing insurance costs, both premiums and deductables. A major factor in this is the hurricanes we've had in the past six years, give or take (Yes, i know there are more factors involving costs, the overall economy being no small part). In fact, many areas can't even get insurance in the first place, because no company will write a new policy. Does Florida have the same problem? In the past decade, the state has seen much more of its share of natural disasters than my home (my city hasn't had a direct hit from any of the major storms)""

CAR INSURANCE - how can I insure my car in a California so my son can drive it even though I live in Florida ?

PROBLEM I own a car that my son drives. He lives in California and will have a California drivers liscense there. I live in Florida. what do I do. The car obviouslyt is in California as well.

How can I get discounts on auto insurance?

I want to know more about auto insurance discounts. I would like to reduce costs so a discount will be nice.

How much will my car insurance cost?

I'm planning to get a car this September. - The car will have a maximum of 1.4L engine and will probably be a VW Golf/Polo, Ford Focus or a Vauxhall Corsa. - I will be 20 years old and will have been holding a driving license for 1.5 years. - I am planning to use the car at University (Nottingham) and have off road parking space. I am a medical student. - I have not been insured on any car before, hence don't have any no claims, but parents have loads and I'll be getting them as first driver. So, how much would I be expecting to pay for a year? Please don't suggest comparison sites.""

How I get discount on car insurance?

I am from Liverpool and wanted to have good discounts on Car Insurance.. Can someone please suggest.

I am looking for a name for my insurance agency I deal in Life Insurance and Health Ins.&annuities?

We deal with all ages and alot with seniors We do not deal with home or auto insurance

Should I get health insurance?

I am an overall healthy guy, but I do spend $30 a month on a prescription for my disorder and I visit my doctor every 3 months for $60. Is there a health insurance that will reduce my cost or is it not worth it?""

Insurance for a 17 year old girl?

Can anyone please give me an estimate on how much insurance might cost me for one year? I'm 17.. did Drivers Training.. and would get my own car.. I think it's a 1992 Aurora. Thanks!

Do car insurance rates increase because of family visiting?

Hello there. I was wondering if anybody ever heard about car insurance rates increasing because of extra people in the house. My wife and I will be staying at my in-laws house for a few months and we have our own vehicles with insurance so therefore we will not be driving my in-laws car. HIs brother was told that his rate insurance will increase because of the extra people in the house. Does any of this sound right to you? Thanks. We ilve in florida.

What is the estimate car insurance cost for me?

Hello~ I'm a 16 year old female who is looking into cars and insurance. I've made a deal with my parents, so I believe that I am getting a 2013 Kia Rio. My question is...What is a rough estimate for the insurance cost that my parents will have to pay? 16 years old Female 2013 Kia Rio I have a 3.5 - 3.8 ish GPA (Can't remember exactly) If I have to, I'll probably take a drivers ed class (Although I'd love to avoid that) I believe my family is with State Farm We live in Gilbert AZ Thank you in advance! <3""

""Just had a car crash, but worried insurance won't pay out..?""

Just had a car crash on the 02/03/2014 at 8:20am crashing into a central reservoir fence accidentally, judging by the aftermath of the accident it's definitely an insurance write off. A week before this incident I had recently got my rear windows tinted (only light smoke) plus got alloy wheels put on but i didn't let my insurance aware of this (i planned on letting them know eventually but i didn't know i was going to crash so soon) Apart from this everything else is legit.. I am currently insured with Zurich just wondering will Zurich insurance still pay me out the value of my car or will I not get a penny ?""

Motorcycle insurance prices in uk at 17-19?

Hello, I really want to get a motorcycle at the age of between 17 to 20 (preferably 17-18) but I was wondering how much it would cost for the insurance of a brand new Yamaha r125 and a Kawasaki Ninja 300 at each age between 17 to 20, thanks guys and it would clear some thoughts on how much it would be, what age seems good. I really want to get a bike before uni.""

Car released to my insurance company?

my car has been released to my insurance company, for them to ascertain whether my car is repairable or is a write off, the car an MGTF Convertible was burnt to dust at the week-end and no courtesy car has been provided, making my journey to Edinburgh from Glasgow and back again every workday a bit of a nightmare, has anyone any idea how long this process of making me an offer will take, as it is costing me a fortune in rail fares""

Is there some kind of insurance I can buy for my pit bull while renting a home/apt?

I'm not looking for housing, but I know how difficult it is to get while owning a dog over 25 lbs and a pit bull mix to boot! Is there a type of insurance that I can get that will over-ride or cover whatever it is in the commerical insurance that makes people reject me for my dog breed? I have read somewhere there might be, but I don't know what it is and what was the experience with using it? I'm wondering if it's something I should get now and have a history of having or just get when I need it.""

Insurance Prices please help?

I want to know how much insurance will be. I need auto, health, life, and renters insurance. What prices do the top insurance companies promise for auto, health, life and renters?""

I need insurance for my car for cheap i'm 21 i had my license for 8 months?

i just bought my car and i need insurance my parents cannot help me . i was thinking about getting insurance out of state .

Can I keep the check from the insurance, and don't repair my car?

https://www.linkedin.com/pulse/maryland-insurance-license-search-noah-daniels/"

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16 Things travel taught us in 2017

We had good intentions to write our ‘Year in Review’ post at the end of the year, but unfortunately we didn’t feel inspired to write over the holidays. The final few months of 2017 were not great for us, because of this, but we’re optimistic about the upcoming year. 2018 will be a milestone year for us – more on that later.

We used to write an annual round-up post that highlights the adventures of fellow travel bloggers, but after 6 years we decided it was time to put that series to rest. However, if you’re looking for some travel inspiration for 2018, check out one or two of the posts below:

26 Epic Adventures by Travel Bloggers in 2016

25 Epic Adventures by Travel Bloggers in 2015

40 Epic Adventures by Travel Bloggers in 2014

28 Epic Adventures by Travel Bloggers in 2013

25 Epic Adventures by Travel Bloggers in 2012

19 Epic Adventures by Travel Bloggers in 2011

Today, we’d like to share a few lessons learned from our travels in 2017. You can also read about what we learned in 2016.

1. You always think you have more time, until you don’t.

A few months ago, my Dad passed away unexpectedly. Fortunately, we visited him in Ontario a few weeks before his untimely passing. We contemplated visiting him another time. Maybe next summer. We have more time, right? Wrong.

I am so grateful for the experience we had with him at Lake Simcoe this past summer. I would have been devastated if I had put that trip on hold. His passing has solidified the importance of not putting life on pause because of [insert excuse here]. Don’t make the mistake of thinking there will always be more time. There might not be.

You only have one life to live – so live it!

Related – You always think you have more time, until you don’t

2. Make time for the attractions that are close to home.

The photo above was captured at Joffre Lakes Provincial Park in British Columbia, located about an hour north of Whistler (2.5 hours from Vancouver). Spectacular, isn’t it? Can you believe it’s taken us almost 20 years to visit this lake? What the heck took us so long?!

We often dreaming about traveling to faraway lands. But, sometimes, you will find exactly what you need within a few hours drive. How many times have you said, “I don’t have the time to travel, I’m too busy”. Or, the most common, “I don’t have money to travel”.

Well, the easy solution is to visit the attractions that are close to home.

Related – 50 Photos from our Summer Adventures

3. The details matter. Don’t be petty.

We splurged and stayed at a nice resort during our visit to Curacao (you can read about our experience here). It’s a great property located directly on the beach and within walking distance to the Curacao Sea Aquarium (which is awesome for kids, BTW).

We had a fantastic time at the resort. The restaurant was good. The rooms were clean and modern. The pools were nice and quiet. The beach sunsets were outstanding. It was a fun trip.

BUT – when people ask us about our time in Curacao, we can’t help but tell the story about how the hotel charged us $2 extra for a coffee pod. We spent over $1,000 for 3 nights at this property and the staff felt it was necessary to charge us for 1 measly coffee pod.

Here’s what happened. We couldn’t figure out how to use the coffee machine and accidentally pushed the coffee pod through, before it had brewed. It’s an easy mistake to make. We love our morning coffee, so we called reception and asked if we could have another coffee pod to replace the one we lost. We weren’t trying to be greedy, we just wanted 1 cup of coffee each. That doesn’t sound unreasonable, does it?

Let’s be clear – it’s not about the money. It’s only $2. What got us so annoyed was how cheap and petty the staff were about this charge. It ruined what was otherwise a great experience – all for $2.

Related – The Charming Old Town of Willemstad

4. It’s okay to be a Tourist doing Touristy Things.

Niagara Falls is arguably the most popular natural attraction in Canada. It’s estimated that over 30 million people visit Niagara Falls each year, with numbers consistently increasing every year. That number is close to the entire population of Canada!

When we revealed that we’d be visiting Niagara Falls in 2017 we heard a lot of negative “it’s so touristy” comments. I can appreciate that not everyone is interested in touristy destinations, but we’ve found that these destinations are popular for a reason – because they’re fun!

Sure, there are more line-ups and higher prices at these touristy destinations, but with that high demand comes more options. We enjoyed our time at Niagara Falls and would recommend it to other traveling families. There is so much to see and do around the Falls.

Related – How to Spend 4 days in Niagara Falls with Kids

5. Most airlines want to help – if you’re nice.

We’ve been pretty lucky when flying with our boys. We rarely have flight issues and most of the time things go smoothly. That was not the case for our flight home from Aruba last February.

There was a big snow storm in Toronto that delayed dozens of flights. Our connection to Vancouver was via Toronto, so were at the mercy of this storm. The agents at the airport in Aruba weren’t very helpful. It wasn’t their fault, they had limited information. They did their best – but it was a frustrating situation.

In the end, we waited at the gate for over 9 hours before the plane arrived to take us home. There’s not a lot to do at Aruba’s small airport, so it felt like an eternity. Our boys did great, but they have their limits.

During this time, we reached out to Air Canada on Twitter. We waited on hold for 30+ minutes before deciding to hang up and try our luck with social media.

We empathize with airline agents. It wasn’t their fault the snow storm required flights to be delayed for hours. But they had to deal with the aftermath. Thousands of people were stranded, which meant hundreds of connections were missed and needed to be re-booked. People were angry. We were angry.

Rather than yell and point the finger, we stayed calm and asked for help. Our kids were tired and we missed our connection in Toronto. The person working the Twitter account was able to get us booked on new flights later that night and they secured us a complimentary hotel room at the airport with food vouchers. It was a nice gesture. We all needed sleep – badly.

The lesson – be nice to people, even when you’re upset.

We ended up catching a quick connection in Toronto and therefore did not need the hotel room, but it was nice to know that they were trying to make the best of a crappy situation.

Travel schedules don’t always go according to plan. It’s easy to blame and point the finger, but if you’re nice to the airline representative, you’re more likely to have that nice gesture reciprocated. Try it next time – even if the airline is wrong.

Related – When in Aruba, visit De Palm Island. Here’s why.

6. We are way too dependent on our devices.

When I was in Charlotte last spring, my phone died. It just stopped working and would not reboot. Not having my phone rocked me in ways I can’t explain.

Beyond the anxiety of not having my precious phone, I wasn’t able to do even the most basic things, like reading email or texting. And, because I was in a different country, I was unable to fix the phone until I returned home. That was a looooong 4 days.

All of my email and social accounts have two-step verification, which means a text or notification will be sent to my phone in order to access these accounts.

Guess what happens when you leave Canada and enter a new city in the United States? I’ll tell you what happens — you can’t access your accounts without two-step verification!

Think about that for a minute.

I try to login to my email to get my flight details (because I can’t check-in using the airline app on my freakin phone!) and it denies me access because the verification is being sent to my phone that doesn’t work!

I don’t print anything these days (we don’t even own a printer), which means all of my important info lives in the digital world. And, when you can’t access that info, life gets interesting (and not in a good way).

I don’t know what the solution is, but it’s likely going to get worse before it gets better.

7. We need to Disconnect and Reconnect more often.

Building on the last comment about our device dependency – it’s important to give yourself a digital detox and reconnect with nature. We’re all addicted to our devices these days, which makes it even more necessary to leave the devices at home and surround yourself with nature.

That means you might actually need to bring your camera instead of your phone when you go hiking or camping or swimming. Now, that might not seem like a big deal, until you actually leave your phone at home and have to navigate the world without GPS.

This year, take time to reconnect with nature WITHOUT your device.

Give it a try. You won’t be disappointed.

8. Fear of wind is a real thing.

Have you heard of Ancraophobia? Most people have not. Basically, it’s an extreme fear of wind. It’s a rare phobia but it can cause extreme anxiety and panic attacks for those who have the fear.

During our trip to Aruba it became clear that Connor, our youngest boy, has this extreme fear of wind.

Because it’s always windy in Aruba, the moment we stepped out of the airport, and he felt the strong wind hit his face, he immediately freaked out and ran back inside the airport.

The first few days in Aruba were really tough for him. The poor little guy was terrified and didn’t want to go outside. In the above photo, Connor is actually sitting in his stroller hidden behind that striped towel.

Fortunately, that trip to Aruba helped him get over this fear. He’s now mostly okay the wind.

Related – First impressions and observations from Aruba

9. Country music ain’t so bad.

Let me start by saying that I’m not a fan of country music. It just doesn’t do it for me.

However, when I visited Nashville last summer, I decided to stop at a Honky-Tonk bar on Broadway Street (that one, pictured above). You can’t visit Music City without listening to some live music, right?

I didn’t hate it. In fact, it was pretty good. Let’s be clear, I’m still not a fan of country music. BUT, if you find yourself in Nashville, it’s definitely worth checking out some live music – even if you don’t like country music. You’ll have fun, I promise.

Related – How I spent 48 hours in Nashville

10. Visit at least one World Heritage Site every year.

Every year we try to visit at least one UNESCO World Heritage Site. In 2017 we visited the Historic Area of Willemstad, Curaçao. As you can see from the above photo, Willemstad is quite the place. Its distinct architecture, vibrant colours and rich history make it a must see when visiting this Caribbean island.

We believe it’s important to learn about a country’s heritage, both naturally and culturally. When you start planning your next big trip in 2018, check out this list of UNESCO World Heritage Sites and see if you can incorporate one or two sites into your itinerary.

See more photos of Willemstad here.

11. Our planet is not happy with us.

The summer of 2017 delivered the the worst wildfire season on record for British Columbia. During our time at Porteau Cove this past summer we were covered by a blanket of smoke for days (see the above photo as evidence – the sun actually looks like the moon).

It feels like every year we find ourselves saying, “WOW, there were so many natural disasters this year”.

The storms are getting stronger. The fires are burning longer. The temperatures are getting both higher and lower. Flooding, earthquakes, monsoons, landslides, drought – the planet is sending clear signs that it’s not happy with us.

We have to do better. All of us.

12. Sometimes, NOT leaving your hotel is a good thing.

The Great Wolf Lodge in Niagara Falls is a destination all on its own. During our visit to Ontario last summer, we decided to spend a few days at the resort. We didn’t leave the property once. There was no reason to. We had everything we needed inside the resort.

Picture this – your hotel has a massive water park and wave pool INSIDE the actual hotel. It’s incredible. You don’t need to walk outside. You literally walk down the hall from your room, go down a flight of stairs and voila – you’re inside a 100,000 square foot water park.

The photo below was captured from the second floor inside the hotel. It’s quite the place.

Related – Our experience at the Great Wolf Lodge in Niagara Falls

13. South Florida is open for business.

I visited Fort Lauderdale 10 days after the devastating Hurricane Irma hit Florida and several Caribbean Islands in early September. I was tempted to cancel my trip, for obvious reasons, but reports said that power and water was restored and it was safe to visit. It’s not unreasonable to avoid destinations that have been the victim of a natural disaster.

I’m happy to report that Fort Lauderdale is open for business.

The above photo was taken from my hotel room at the Fort Lauderdale Marriott Harbor Beach Resort. As you can see, the community bounced back quickly. Most of the beaches are back to normal and businesses are open and ready to serve you.

I was speaking to a taxi driver on the drive from the airport to the hotel. He was very worried about the impact of the hurricane on the local economy. Fort Lauderdale (and most of South Florida) is driven by the tourist dollar, so it’s vital that the tourists return this winter season.

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14. Revisit the places that shaped who you are today.

There are few places in this world that we will revisit again and again. Victoria BC is one of them.

We love the city’s old town character and laid back vibe. Every time we drive off the ferry at Swartz Bay we feel a sense of calm wash over us. Victoria is a relatively big city, but it doesn’t feel or act that way.

Victoria is the place where we first met. It’s where our family story began, so we felt it was important to retrace our steps and introduce our boys to the places we used to frequent. We visited in October over the Thanksgiving weekend (Canadian Thanksgiving), which was fitting, given the purpose of the trip.

That trip to Victoria reminded us how important it is to revisit the places that shape who you are today. It puts life into perspective and allows you to clearly see how far you’ve come.

Related – Where it all began. Revisiting Victoria with our boys

15. Catching dinosaurs is a really cool experience.

Last summer, I went sturgeon fishing for the first time. I knew very little about sturgeon fishing prior this excursion up the Fraser River in Chilliwack, British Columbia. I had only been fishing a handful of times, but I had seen a few photos of these giant sea creatures online (like this one).

If a catfish, crocodile and reef shark mated, the outcome would look something like a white sturgeon. They are not cute and cuddly. They look like underwater dinosaurs! Watch the video here.

We spent about 6 hours on the river and caught 3 sturgeon that day. I would have been happy with just one, so I’d say this fishing excursion as a huge success.

Related – Sturgeon Fishing on the Fraser River in Chilliwack

16. It’s okay to visit Cancun in June.

Most people avoid traveling to the Caribbean in the summer months, which is considered the off season. It’s much more humid that time of year and the chance of rain is high. I learned that visiting in June is actually not a bad time to visit Cancun – is there really a bad time to visit Cancun?

It rained every day during my visit, but not for long. It lasted about 15 to 30 minutes and then it was done. I didn’t mind though. I actually like a little rain. It helps wash away some of the intense mid-day humidity.

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What about you? What did travel teach you in 2017?

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