#Santi's Little Helpers

[fall-out-boytoy]

okay the source for this is two people i met at emo nite milwaukee tonight. one of them was a HUGE fan of tai..., was at the almost here album release show, was one of santi's little helpers, etc etc. naturally i was like "heyyy so there's this rumor about mike carden [pause for laughter] that in like 2002 before the academy was a thing, he had a solo folk album. is this true." and she's like uhhh idk for sure :( if i run into him i'll ask him 😁 but i can tell you a different mike carden fact! when bill was doing remember maine, mike carden would stand at the back of remember maine shows and call him a faggot hahaha cause they were like rivals at the time. i am paraphrasing but i trust this person so 👍

heyyy ron doublydaring i have a question. is it common knowledge that mike carden used to stand at the back of remember maine shows and call bill a faggot. because im just now hearing about this 😭

mike and bill's supposed high school rivalry is woefully undocumented. I feel like despite the sort of infamous nature of their feud because they both tend to be more private than say... one mr. Business. I cannot say this is common knowledge as I have never heard it specifically but the spirit of it does strike me as believable.

[bigmanlittledignity]

freaking out abt my chem and tai… in the office today is not a good day for me to be working

[rayslittlekitten]

3. Santa Baby

2. All I Want For Christmas Is You | A Very TF Christmas Masterlist | 4. Baby, It’s Cold Outside

A/N: Again, thank you @kesskirata​ and @green-socks​ for beta reading!

Rating: M

Pairing: Santiago “Pope” Garcia x Named OFC (Vanessa/Nessie)

Word Count: ~1.4k

Plot: Santi gets cozy with a crush while he’s dressed as the jolly man in the red suit.

Contains: lots of flirting

"Nessie, how do I look?" Santiago asks while adjusting his fake white beard.

"You look good," Vanessa smiles while adjusting his floppy hat.

"Yeah? You think the kids are gonna know it's me?"

"Nah." Vanessa scrunches her nose and shakes her head. "You sure Santa doesn't need a little helper?" She steps into his space.

"Well uh, Santa might need help taking this suit off later." Santiago licks his lips as he glances down at hers.

“Actually, I think I prefer you with the suit on,” Vanessa teases, leaning in closer to him. “At least some of it.”

"Sorry to interrupt!"

Santiago and Vanessa immediately take a few steps back from each other upon Frankie's presence.

"But Santa's services are needed right now," Frankie says, yanking on Santiago's sleeve.

Santiago winks at Vanessa before letting Frankie drag him away.

"Ho Ho Ho! Merry Christmas! Feliz Navidad!"

"Santa knows Spanish?" Tess asks no one in particular. "He also looks different than he did last year."

Santiago walks out into the common area wearing the oversized Santa get up, fake beard and all. Benny usually plays Santa for the kids, but he had to work. He drops the giant sack he carried on his shoulder and starts pulling gifts out one by one, handing them to the children they each are addressed to.

"Ari!" Santiago hands the wrapped gift to her.

"Thank you, Santi- uh. Santa!" Aracely quickly corrects herself. She walks back to her spot near Frankie. "I'm not a kid anymore. I shouldn't be getting presents from Santa."

"You gotta get married or have a kid to not be considered a kid anymore," Frankie tells her.

"What about you? You and Emily aren't married nor do you have kids yet and you don't get gifts from Santa."

"I'm different." Frankie shrugs smugly.

"No you’re not. It's because you're a viejo." Aracely laughs.

"Shut up. Respect your elders." Frankie tries to hide his smirk.

Just then, the doorbell rings and Frankie breaks off from the crowd to answer it.

“Benny! You made it!” Frankie gives his friend a big hug. “Merry Christmas!”

“Merry Christmas, Fish! You’ve met Sam before, right?” Benny asks.

“Yeah, it’s nice to see you again.” Frankie shakes Sam’s hand. “Welcome in.” Frankie steps aside to let his new guests in.

“You guys hungry? Want a drink?”

“I’m fucking starving. Did you save me some of your mom’s chicken stew?” Benny asks as he and Sam follow Frankie into the kitchen.

*************** “I’m sorry. Wish we could stay longer, but you know.” Tom points to Tess who is asleep on his shoulder.

“Don’t worry about it. As always, thank you for coming,” Frankie says. “Good to see you again, Mol-- Oh! Wait, stay here, guys.”

Frankie runs off to the kitchen. After a quick moment, Frankie comes back with a large bag and hands it to them.

“What’s this?” Molly looks into the bag and finds tupperwares of leftovers.

“My family always makes a ton of food every year and there’s always enough to literally feed the Army. Please take it,” Frankie says.

“This is very generous,” Molly says.

“Don’t worry about it. Everybody’s leaving with a goodie bag. I don’t want the food to go to waste.”

“Thank you, man.” Tom nods. “We appreciate it.”

“I know she liked the empanadas,” Frankie points to Tess. “So I threw a few extra ones in there for her.” Frankie winks.

“Thank you so much, Fish. Merry Christmas.” Molly goes to hug Frankie.

“Get home safe, guys.” Frankie pats Tom’s shoulder.

Most of the people have already left, mainly Frankie's family. The ones still around are mostly hanging out in the backyard gathering around the patio table drinking and bullshitting.

"Fish, do you ever wash any of these or just throw them in the attic with your fake, plastic tree? Because that beard probably smells worse than Benny's jock strap after a week of training for a fight," Santiago says, inciting laughter from everyone before taking a sip of his beer. After all the kids left, he took off the hat, jacket and scratchy beard, leaving him only a white tee and the baggy red and white pants being held up by suspenders.

"Fuck you," Benny spits out. "My jock strap smells like roses."

"It must be you Pope because I Febreeze the shit out of it," Frankie laughs. "You guys want another round?" He points to the group.

"I'll take another!" Benny hands Frankie his empty bottle.

"Nah, just gonna nurse this one.” Will shows him his still half full bottle. “I gotta drive, especially since this one is clearly not stopping anytime soon," Will points to his brother.

"I can drive Benny home," Sam offers.

"Danggoo," Benny slurs as he bows his head.

"You are so wasted," Sam laughs.

Frankie shoots Will a look while holding up the empty beer bottle.

"I still gotta drive." Will shakes his head. "But thanks."

"I'll take one!" Aracely jumps in.

"You get nada,” Frankie scoffs.

As Frankie heads inside the house to get some more beer, someone else steps out.

"Mija, ready to go?"

"Sì, mama. Good night, everyone! Merry Christmas." Aracely hugs and kisses everyone goodbye. With Will, the hug lingers a little longer and a little tighter.

"Take care, kiddo." Will kisses her forehead and ruffles the top of her head after they pull away from the hug.

"You too," Aracely smiles before leaving.

"Hey, Will. I heard you made Ari cry," Santiago says when Aracely is out of earshot, nudging his head towards the house.

"Who told you that? It was Fish, wasn't it? Fucking snitch." Will shakes his head.

"You made Ari cry?" Benny looks over at Will with sad puppy eyes. "Sweet little Ari who's had a crush on you since she was like ten?"

"Okay, I let her down as gently as I could," Will says, putting his hands up in defense.

"That poor girl." Benny shakes his head. "You shot her right in the heart."

"You're a cold-hearted killer, Ironhead." Santiago shakes his head while looking at him in fake disapproval.

"Whatever, man. There really is no tactful or nice way to turn down a kid who has had a school girl crush on you for so long." Will takes a sip of his beer.

"Hey, speaking of crushes, what's up with you and Nessie?" Benny looks over to Santiago.

"I don't know," Santiago shrugs. "I think there's something there. We've been flirting heavily all night."

Vanessa was in the service with them and has known the guys for a long while now. Within the last year, she and Santiago have become closer and their feelings for each other became very apparent.

The patio door slides open, getting the attention of some of the people. Santiago watches as Vanessa walks over to him and hands him an ice cold beer.

“Muchas gracias.” Santiago takes the bottle from her. “Where the hell have you been?”

“I was helping Emily clean up a bit.” She then hands Benny an ice cold bottle.

"Grassy-ahss," Benny replies as he takes the bottle. "What happened to Fish?"

"He's saying bye to his aunt and uncle," Vanessa answers and then plops herself down on Santiago’s lap.

"Oh, hey! Hello!" Santiago smiles at her.

"Hi, Santa," Vanessa giggles. "I was hoping I can tell Santa what I want for Christmas," She leans into his ear and whispers.

"That depends. Have you been naughty or nice this year?" Santiago asks quietly.

"Whichever answer will give me what I want, Santi baby." Vanessa smirks.

“And what is it that you want?” 

Vanessa leans in closer so her lips brush against his ear.

“I want to go down Santa’s chimney,” she whispers while running the palm of her hand over his chest.

“Oh!” Santiago pulls back and looks at her with his eyebrows up to his hairline. He wets his bottom lip with the tip of his tongue as he tries to read Vanessa's face.

A balled up piece of napkin hits Santiago's face. He flinches and then the two of them look over at everyone.

"Get a room!" someone mocks before chuckles break out.

"You wanna get out of here?" Santiago asks, turning his attention back to Vanessa.

Vanessa nods. Santiago gently nudges Vanessa off of him and stands up.

“Alright, it’s time for Santa to have his milk and cookies. Good night boys and girls.” Santiago gives everyone goodbye hugs and kisses. “Get home safe everyone. Merry Christmas!” Santiago salutes them.

“You good to drive?” Will asks.

“Don’t worry. I’ll take care of him.” Vanessa winks at the group as she leads him into the house holding his hand.

Santiago smirks at the Miller brothers and Sam, points to Vanessa, and then flashes a thumbs up before he finally steps inside the house.

[xequinn-xscully9362]

New Traditions for @fandomsandxfiles

“Hey Scully,” Mulder called out from the living room, “The kids and I are set up and waiting in the living room,”

“Yeah mom, we are waiting,” Emily repeated.

“Just a sec,” Scully called back, “I was just getting William’s stuffed Marvin the Martian for him” “here you go sweetie,” Scully cooed as she handed over the alien to the four-year-old.

“thank you, mama,” William said around the thumb in his mouth.

“You still think that this is a good idea Mulder?” Scully glanced lovingly at her babies, “It’s Christmas Eve Eve and this movie might be a little scary for them.”

“Mooooommmmmm,” Emily rolled her eyes doing a fair impression of her mother, “I’m 9 and dad said we could,” she looked at Mulder imploringly.

“Come on kids, get settled and we could start the movie,” Scully sighed and looked around, now noticing the arrangements that Mulder had made.

There were sleeping bags positioned in front of the sofa, with bowls of popcorn, steaming mugs of hot chocolate with little marshmallows floating, each mug had a peppermint candy cane for stirring too.

The Christmas tree was lit, as was the fireplace and on the sofa was strewn with piles of faux fur blankets for her and Mulder to snuggle under.

“Get under the blankets with me Scully, I’ve got the VCR all set up to go.”  

Scully stepped carefully around the children onto the couch next to Mulder, laying a hand on his thigh as he reached for the remote to press play.

Scully leaned into him whispering “Who would have thought that when I gifted you this movie all those years ago that we would be sharing it with our kids?”

“I’ll remember to thank Maurice and Lyda,” Mulder joked as he pulled her into him, slinging an arm over her shoulder and placing the bowl of popcorn on her lap.

“Shhhhh” William turned to lift a Scully eyebrow at them as the opening credits appeared on the tv screen.

“Sorry” Scully giggled at her mini-me and hunkered down to enjoy the 1964 comedy classic: Santa Clause conquers the Martians.

At the first appearance of Kimar the Martian, William gasped whilst Emily giggled. Seeing that his sister thought that the green man was funny, William settled down again. “Remember what mommy told us William, movies are ‘make believe’, they aren’t real” Emily edged closer to her little brother offering comfort. Mulder and Scully exchanged glances, both in amusement and worry.

“I’m warning you Mulder, if they have nightmares, you are on night duty” Scully hissed in his ear.

He pressed a quick peck to her lips and spoke to his children “How are we doing down there?”

“Da-da! Santa is on TV,” William replied in awe, then gasped again as the Martians busted into Santa’s workshop, freezing Santa’s helpers and Mrs. Clause.

Scully ended up watching her children more than the movie, well because she had seen it many times before and knowing what to expect, anticipated their reactions.

She was quite happy to see them cheering in the end for the new Martian Dropo Clause while Santa Clause go to return to earth with Billy and Betty.

Scully and Mulder joined Emily and William in singing:

S-A-N-T-A, C-L-A-U-S

Hooray for Santy Claus!

You spell it S-A-N-T-A, C-L-A-U-S

Hooray for Santy Claus

Hooray for Santy Claus

Yay yay for Santy Claus

He's fat and round, but jumpin' jiminy

He can climb down any chiminy!

When we hear sleigh bells ring

Our hearts go ting-a-ling

'Cause there'll be presents under the tree

Hooray for Santy Claus!

Now all year long at the North Pole

He's busy making toys

But he knows just what you're doin'

So you better be good girls and boys!

Hang up that mistletoe

Soon you'll hear Ho Ho Ho

On Christmas Day, you'll wake up and you'll say

Hooray for Santy Claus!

Yay yay! Yay yay!

Yay yay! HOORAY!!!

Hang up that mistletoe

Soon you'll hear Ho Ho Ho

On Christmas Day, you'll wake up and you'll say

Hooray for Santy Claus!

S-A-N-T-A, C-L-A-U-S

Hooray for Santy Claus!

You spell it S-A-N-T-A, C-L-A-U-S

Hooray for Santy Claus!

Hoo-raaaaayy forrr Sannn-tyyyy Clauuuusss!

Hooray for Santy Claus!

 Both kids tucked in bed a little while later, Mulder joined Scully in bed, “See, that wasn’t so bad, was it?” he quirked at her hopefully.

She stifled a yawn, “Oh, we’ll see,” she said knowingly. “I bet you Christmas breakfast that William has a nightmare.”

 In the dead of night- the Witching Hour

 “Mamaaaaaaa!” William’s cry pierced the quiet of the house, rousing Scully from a sound sleep.

Scully sat up in bed, heart racing hearing her son sobbing. Remembering just hours before her warning to Mulder she jabbed him fiercely with an elbow to his gut and smugly said “You’re up” before burrowing deeper in the duvet….at his groan she added “I request pancakes for breakfast later,” before succumbing to dreamland once more.

[willowcreekrun]

Someone wise once said, "love is stored in the food" ;) In the spirit of that, can I ask what everyone's comfort food is? (Also sorry if its been asked before! also, also ty for that good, good content!!) <3 <3

Who could have said that??? 🤔🤭 Thanks so much for the ask - this is such a sweet question and I’m so so glad you’re liking the content!! 💖

King: Homemade burgers - he doesn’t live on a working cattle ranch for nothing!! King is also absolutely spoiled in this regard and refuses to order burgers out lol

Charlotte: Greasy takeout pizza is her ultimate weakness and brings back memories of watching late night TV with her mom after she got back from a shift

Kit: Tied between hamburger helper (lots of bittersweet memories associated with her favorite lowkey struggle meal) and a strawberry milkshake from the cute little retro diner in town (it’s about the escapism)

Santiago: Any kind of hearty, thick soup/chili is absolutely the way to his heart!! Santi is a soul food person through and through

[faunahudson]

santa baby - sauna

WHO: Sawyer Hudson and Fauna Hudson - @sawyer-hudson

WHEN: 25th December 2020

WHERE: The Flanagan Household, Belfast, Northern Ireland

WHAT: Sawyer and Fauna do some Christmas themed.

WARNINGS: Smut, Santa/Regina George, light degradation 

Sometimes roleplaying was slightly hit and miss. That was the conclusion Sawyer came to when staring at himself in the bathroom mirror, donned in the costume Fauna had picked out for him. Santa's suit hug him maybe slightly too tightly, and there was no vest under it, his bare chest peaking out from under the red velvet, the matching trousers only coming up to rest on his hips, which he had no doubt in mind was the intention. He had spent a good couple of minute messing with the Santa hat, and when he deemed it was acceptable, dashed down the corridor from the bathroom back to Fauna's bedroom before either her parents, brothers, or his sister could see them. "Hey," He said, swiftly closing the door behind him, "When you told me you had a sexy Christmas surprise, I imagined there'd be a certain present I'd get to unwrap, not that I'd be the one, uh, distributing the gifts." Fauna smoothed down her skirt in the mirror, very satisfied with the Regina look for today. Her red lipstick tying in perfectly with the red velvet look that she was rocking. She heard the bathroom door open and carefully reclined across her childhood bed, having changed the sheets into red ones she had Mary pick up under the pretence of festiveness. When Sawyer entered the room she pouted a little at his first words. “Excuse me Hudson. If you want to unwrap your gift then you’d better play along properly.  Enter as Santa and then maybe I’ll tell you what this is all about.” The blonde demanded, gesturing her hand towards the door without a hint of a joke. It should have been obvious the moment Sawyer walked in and noticed the blonde wig, that he should have kept his mouth shut and continued with the act. However, he took a moment to stare at Fauna -- well, Regina -- firstly incredously at how she spoke to him, eyes lingering a little too long on her get up. A part of him wanted to lecture her about speaking to him like this, but another part of him was extremely curious about this evening's plans. "Regina, I didn't know you'd be joining me this evening." He said, voice more tightly than if he was speaking to just Fauna. "One second." Promptly exiting the room, he took a deep breath, praying the other five members of the household didn't have the sudden urge to walk down the corridor, before pulling open the door ocne more. "Ho! Ho! Ho!" He announced, "Merry Christmas! Have you been naughty or nice, little girl?" As Regina Fauna found herself ever more confident in drinking in the attention that she got from Sawyer. Watching his eyes drag across her body. “You didn’t think I was going to go a whole holiday season without giving you a gift?” She was glad when he did as he was told and entered again. “It’s funny that you should ask that Santa Baby... because that’s what this is all about. I want to know if I made your nice or naughty list.. and if I’m on the naughty list I was hoping we could come to some kind of arrangement about getting back onto the nice list.” She purred, slipping off the bed and heading over to him. Regina never wasted time, as she pressed her body close to his. It was important to Fauna to take this scene seriously, and therefore important to Sawyer, although Regina as an added extra to this type of scenario was indeed more of a challenge. "Well," Sawyer-as-Santa said, eyeing her carefully, trying not to groan at the feeling of their bodies pressed together, not wanting to give her the satisfaction. He instead stepped back, holding his hands on her waist firmly to stop her from moving closer. "Why don't we get comfortable, little girl, come sit on my lap, and I'll check my list." They moved to the bed, him spreading his legs slightly wider than usual, pulling her down onto his lap. "What's your name?" Regina watched him eyeing her and saw how he put his hand on her waist to keep her from doing what she had been intending and rubbing herself up against him. “Sure Santy Claus.” She purred, trying not to let out any kind of a squeal as he pulled her down onto his lap. With a slightly devilish smile the blonde began to shift in his lap a little, as if she were trying to get comfortable but in reality she was simply grinding down on him. “Regina George.” She responded in a voice that was perhaps the must innocent that Regina could muster. He refrained from groaning as she shifted around on his lap, his cock twitching in the tight Santa pants. He didn't want to give Regina the satisfaction, not just yet. Sawyer-Santa, Sawnta he dubbed in his head , lips flinching amusedly for a moment, before focusing on the scene at play. "Regina George...yes yes...we know all about you at my workshop," He said, "The naughtiest girl, right on top of the list." He raised an eyebrow, "And why do you think you've been so naughty this year, Regina?" Regina almost pouted when he gave no reaction to her shifting and instead threaded her arms around his neck. If she’d been doing the scene as herself she would have paused to find out where his smile had come from. But as Regina she simply sighed with indignation that she was the naughtiest girl on the list. “Ugh! That is so unfair. Is this because I’ve put that Cady Heron girl in her place, and been sleeping with Hudson even though he has that simpering little submissive?” She asked in a temper. “Surely you can’t be mad at me about that? Hudson likes it when I’m mean to him.” It was fun, to have the occasional scenes where Fauna -- Regina -- was more of a brat. Sawyer didn't like to be a hard-ass, and he never really needed to be, but he felt like a different version of himself when dealing with Fauna's alter-ego, and he guessed as Santa he was a different person altogether. The benevolent leader of Christmas, the one who decided who was good and to be rewarded, and who was bad and needed to be punished. His eyes flicked up and down Regina for a moment, and he decided that she definitely needed to be punished."I don't thnk it's very unfair at all, those seem like very valid reasons for you to be on the naughty list," He said, "And I don't think he likes it, he's had to punish you quite a bit, hasn't he, Regina? I think maybe you secretly enjoy it." He raised an eyebrow, as if daring for her to challenge him. Fauna loved playing this role, because she could mirror every early 2000’s bitch she had ever loved without actually hurting anyone. She made a little ‘hmph’ sound when he claimed that they were all valid reasons for her to be on the naughty list. Face pulled down in annoyed pout when he said she deserved to be on the naughty list. “I think maybe he’s the one who enjoys it.” She protested, folding her arms, eyes glinting as she returned his challenge. Regina never backed down quickly unlike Fauna herself who usually almost immediately backed off. Sawyer recognised the counter-challenge Regina was putting on the table, and decided to rise to it. That was the whole point of her meeting up with him, to pay her dues for being on the naughty list, after all, wasn't it? "I believe he does, but because he gets to punish naughty girls like you, he gets to be on top of the nice list. All you need to do, Regina, to get what you want for Christmas this year, is to admit you're a bad girl and accept a spanking. But," He smirked, taking in a moment to appreciate how well Fauna played entitled bratty characters, a far cry from who she was, "I think that's what you wanted for Christmas all along, right?" Him saying the word spanking was usually enough to make her stir a little, and sure enough she shifted a bit on his lap with excitement at the idea. “Hudson gets to be top of the nice list because he smacks my ass?” Regina huffed though she wanted it, she wanted the spanking very badly but she wasn’t willing to just completely bend she would have to do it on her own terms. “I mean I definitely asked for a pink Porsche for Christmas.. and a new set of FENTY underwear.. however.. I suppose if it’s what will get me back on the nice list then..” The blonde leaned in close. “I’ve been a very naughty girl... and I need a spanking to set me right.” He couldn’t help the very un-Santalike smirk that plastered on his face when he felt Regina shift. “He’s just being Santa’s little helper.” He observed, knowing she was close to giving in, his hand snaking around her waist, resting on her lower back, stroking a teasing pattern into the skin. “Thank you for admitting that Regina, maybe you’ll get what you wished for after all, now stand, hike up that skirt and expose that ass for me, and then bend over my lap.” He ordered, enjoying the idea of her being on Santa’s lap in an entirely different way. Her mouth twitched at his comment about her being Santa’s little helper, but she quickly rearranged it into Reginas snooty expression again. She shifted herself against when he put his hand on her back, her heart fluttering a little when he asked her to bend over his lap. “Alright..” She tutted, standing up and turning away from him so that she could make a show of flipping up her skirt and slowly dragging her panties down before she leaned over his lap. She might not want to tell him so, but she was more than excited for her punishment. He appreciated the show Regina did for him, and once she was positioned over his lap as told, he began to caress her naked cheek. “Good girl,” Sawyer purred, almost sarcastically. “See was that so hard to be good for me?” He teased, before lifting his hand up and spanking her firmly on the cheek he just stroked. Firm, but not too hard, but definitely with enough force to leave a delicious red mark on her pale skin. “And what do we say after every spanking, Miss George?” He prompted. Regina tried hard not to show how aroused she was by the situation. Though she knew that the small sharp breaths that left her body betrayed her. “Being good for you is not a requirement.” She responded slightly bitterly, though she knew that it was. The blonde couldn’t help but moan just a little as his hand came down on her ass. Hips shifting just a little with arousal. “Thank you Sir.” She said without really thinking about it. “Or something like that.” Sawyer chuckled, pausing the next spank, hand lingering in anticipation, hovering in the air. "I think you'll find, little girl, it's the only requirement." He corrected her, smirking at the moan, and the little shift of her hips, as if trying to gather some friction. "Sounds perfect to me," He said, before spanking her again, "Now tell me, Miss George, what do you want for Christmas? Aside from the lingerie and car? What, in this moment right now, do you want?" The blonde waited for the next strike and found herself almost holding her breath anticipating his hand. Where he couldn’t see her face she licked her lips, Sawyer was always so hot when he was in control like this. She couldn’t help but let out another little noise of surprise when his hand came down again. “Thank you Sir.” She responded curtly. “I want.. to get this over and done with so you can fuck me. Because let’s face it.. everyone wants to fuck me.” She declared without shame, Regina George was never shy. Not even when it came to the all seeing, all knowing Father Christmas. He chuckled, tempted to deny her for the way she had answered his question, but stopped himself because she had only followed orders. Sawyer never said how nicely she had to tell him, just to tell him what she wanted. "Keep making demands like that, young lady, and I'll drag this on until you're sobbing for release." He warned, as another smack landed on her cheek, "But I don't think everyone wants to fuck you, not without a bit of begging from your own end." Sawyer smirked, biting his lip at the thought of it all. "Beg." He ordered, with another smack to punctuate it. "Off my lap and on your knees and beg for me to fuck you." The blonde couldn’t help but let her mouth fall open when he threatened to make her sob for release. Her thighs squeezing together slightly with arousal. “Thank you Sir.” She remembered as his hand came down again. Had she been playing herself she would have perhaps teased him about all Dominants being secretly evil. But Regina was just slightly shocked that she was being forced to beg, this early, before arousal had truly penetrated her bravado. In a very unlike Regina manner her cheeks flushed red. She slid off his lap and onto her knees, chin jutting up with her own pride. “Please..” She swallowed. “I really want you to fuck me.” Her tone was flatter than really begging, but Regina could never quite give in properly right away. Sawyer knew the usual Regina routine like the back of his hand by this point, but he thought since they were shaking things up with this specific roleplay in mind, he might as well try and catch her out when he could. Try and see how much of Fauna's natural good girl instincts would jump out to contradict with Regina's more bratty side. All he could do at her version of begging to fuck her was raise his eyebrow unimpressed, pretending to check the time on the imaginary watch on his wrist. "You know, Miss George, I have plenty of other naughty girls to get on the good list before Christmas Eve. If you're not gonna take it seriously, I'm just going to have to go." Regina pouted a little when he seemed unimpressed with her display of begging, but as her eyes traced his abs peaking through the outfit and the strong line of his jaw, she confirmed how much she actually did want this. "No.. please Sir." She responded, changing her posture from grumpy to seductive, leaning forward on her knees to put her hands on his thighs. "Please, I want you so badly. I want you to fuck me, not any of those other naughty girls.. I want you to fuck me like the bad little girl that I am. Please, please fuck me. I'm desperate for it, all you've done is put me in my place and I'm already so wet for you. Do you want to feel how wet I am for you?" It was so easy how much he could make Regina work for it, and he focused on her words as she begged, the change in her body language, how she placed herself for the sole purpose for Sawyer to look at her. To get him as desperate as she sounded, and honestly it was working. His cock twitched against the soft velvet of the Santa pants, and he bit his lip as he thought about his next move. “Since you’ve proved to me you can do what you told, I’ll let you have a little treat,” He decided. “Do I make you suck me off whilst you’re already conveniently on your knees for me, put that mouth you run to good use to get me nice and hard to fuck you with, or do I let you back on my lap, to finger fuck you, inspect how wet you claim to be?” He asked, curious in which direction she’d want to take it. Reginas entire body language had shifted now that she was in seduction mode, and she continued to run her fingers lightly over his leg. Cheating just a little because she knew that it turned him on. Licking her lips she leaned in closer. “Why don’t you let me show you what a good little girl I can be and suck you off and then see how wet it makes me.” The blonde was hedging her bets, she wanted his fingers inside her but she didn’t want to admit it in case he teased her by taking the opportunity away. Plus the Fauna part of her brain was always a little desperate to bring Sawyer pleasure. Sawyer tried not to shift at the sensation of her running her fingers down his leg, sometimes as equally stubborn to show his enjoyment as much as Regina was. Truthfully the suggestion was delicious and as much as he wanted to enthusiastically agree, he had to pace himself, pretend he was mulling it over. "You can try," He eventually said, "Show me how much of a good girl Regina George can be." Sawyer leaned over from where he was sat, hand placing over the back of her neck, to angle her head to look at him properly in the eyes. "I don't want you breaking eye contact from me the entire time, I want to see how much you enjoy being a good little girl." Internally Fauna had to bite her lip to stop herself from visually melting just a little when she challenged her. Regina however quirked an eyebrow when he set down his terms. She was beyond aroused, but she wasn’t sure she wanted him to know that. It wouldn’t do if people thought she enjoyed being a good little girl for anyone. However she nodded as much as she could without breaking eye contact. “I can do that for you Sir.. though don’t be afraid to tell me how much you like it.” She purred as she went for the waist band of his pants, tugging them down. She ran one hand over his length as she leaned in to swipe her tongue over the head of his cock. Sawyer had to steady his breathing, not wanting to show just how desperate he was for this. Fauna was an amazing, talented person in many ways, and that included her mouth. Mixed in with Regina’s sassiness, it was hot and almost overstimulating. “Only if I’m enjoying it,” He managed to say, reminding her who’s in charge, gulping thickly as she pulled his trousers down, freeing his cock, her tongue making contact with his sensitive head. “Oh....fuck...” He gasped out. Regina liked watching him a lot as she slowly slid her mouth down his length pressing her tongue to the underside of his cock as she did so. It always made her feel powerful to see how she could break him down just a little with what she considered to be such a small notion. She continued until she had taken him all the way in, before pulling back just as slow. You should always start with a tease, was her personal motto. Once she’d pulled her mouth back, she gave him a little wink before she began to bob her head with a little more speed. Sawyer let out a shaky breath as she began to work over on his cock, eyes slipping shut as he felt his length hit the back of her throat, letting out a groan. "Shit," He moaned, "Guess your mouth is good for something other than talking back." Sure, the Dominant had stammered out the sentence, but he couldn't help but flutter open his eyes and smirk down, rolling his eyes at the wink, another moan falling from his lips as she increased the speed. "Don't...stop..." She watched his eyes fall shut with satisfaction, glad that she already had him starting to fall apart just a little for her as she continued to work her mouth over him. She stopped for a moment again when she had him all the way to the back of her throat, and as she pulled back she hummed around his length to create a slight vibration to further stimulate him. Doing a few ministrations like that before returning to her regular rhythm. The familiar twist low in his belly only increased in pressure when Fauna hummd around his cock, and he let out a groan. He was so close already, but he didn't want to come like this, he wanted to drag it out for the both of them. "Fuck, Kitten," He murmured, momentarily forgetting the roleplay aspect of the scene for a moment. When it popped back into his head, he snapped his eyes back open from where they had fallen shut, glancing down at her, reaching out to hold a tuft of her hair. "That's enough, Miss George," The Dominant panted out, "You've proven yourself to be a good girl for me so far, why don't you come back on Santa's lap, and we can check how wet you are for me, and see if you're deserving for an early Christmas present?" Fauna almost smiled when he said her special little name instead of Reginas, because she loved to make him lose control like that. But she didn't say anything because she was more than enjoying herself. She whined as he pulled at the wig stilling her movement almost wishing that it was her real hair that he was tugging on, shifting her hips a little with arousal at the husky quality of his voice.  "I'm glad you enjoyed yourself Sir, I did say that I was very good with my mouth." Carefully she rose from her knees and laid herself across his lap. "I really am hoping for that early Christmas present." Sawyer had to remind himself not to be too rough with Fauna’s hair, that it was a wig she had probably spent ages laying just right. He didn’t want to ruin the mood of the scene, or accidentally catch it and hurt her. “Well guess we’ll see, won’t we?” He mused to her, shifting to make sure she was comfortable on her lap. He moved his hand onto her thigh, slowly tracing the sensitive skin as he moved further up in between her legs. “Tell me again how badly you want me.” He ordered, murmuring in her ear. Regina waited patiently while he shifted them, smug in the knowledge that she’d done a good enough job to get him a little flustered. Before suddenly his hand was moving up her thigh and the smugness was replaced by a little pant of excitement. “I want you so badly Sir, I want your fingers in my cunt... I need you to feel not just hear how badly I want you, I’m so wet for you Sir. I don’t act like this for just anyone you know.” She responded in a low purr, trying to make sure that despite the fact that she was begging that she still sounded somewhat in control. If he had his way, he'd listen to her beg for him all day, cock twitching at the desperate ache of want in her voice, a pleasurable pain all too familiar to Sawyer. And though he wanted to keep teasing, keep her begging, have her practically sobbing under his control, he didn't know how much patience he had left himself. "Good girl," He rewarded her, hands snaking up her sensitive skin, fingers teasing her lips, letting out a groan at the wet warmth he was greeted with, biting his lip in anticipation. "I'm impressed you weren't lying," He murmured, fingers running up and down her lips, thumb circling at her clit,"You are fucking soaked for me." Her breath hitched again as he ran his hand up her thigh, waiting with anticipation until he finally began to touch her where she wanted him the most. The blonde let out an uncharacteristically desperate moan as he teased her. Hips shifting on his lap a little as she searched for friction. “Lie? Me? Never.” Regina lied, though the words were lost to a loud needy moan as his thumb finally found her clit. “So wet for you.” She promised. “Only for you.” The blonde encouraged, not wanting him to take away the pleasure now that she had it. Something about the way the Regina character mixed in with Fauna's own clear desperation really did something to Sawyer, and her began nipping at her throat, fingers sliding in easily into her wet core, curling upwards, before he began to slowly finger-fuck her in teasing motions, wanting to her her beg for it before he filled her with his cock. "God so desperate and needy," He groaned, breath hot against her ear, "What do you want for Christmas?" He repeated, smirking because he had a feeling he knew the answer, and he was more than ready to give it to her, "What does my good little girl want fro me this Christmastime?" The little submissive couldn't help but let out an eager whine from the combination of his fingers pushing inside her and the nips to her neck. Unable to stop herself from grinding back against him as his fingers teasingly pulled in and out of her, desperate for him to give her a little more, to fuck her a little faster. "I want you." She said forgetting her character for a moment, her words clouded by lust before she corrected herself. "I want you to fuck me hard." She corrected in her Regina voice, though it was way harder to keep thinking about Regina when he was calling her his good little girl. "I want you to fill me up, and make me see fucking stars." He couldn't help the chuckle that left him, vibrating against her neck from where he nipped at the skin with his teeth. "You're so pretty when you beg," He commented, the speed of his fingers inside her increasing. "I want to fucking ruin you, I never want you to feel pleasure with anyone else like you do with me." Sawyer's voice was low and husky, and he had an almost dangerous glint in his eye as he removed his fingers, using the hand that was holding her to lift her chin so she had no choice but to look him in the eye, as he sucked the juices of his fingers. "Fuck you taste delicious, guess there was a sweet side to you after all, Regina." He teased, before shifting, where she was sat on his lap, giving his exposed, hard cock a few strokes, before both hands reached to grip her hips, and he slowly began to push inside her. Regina let out a little annoyed huff at his words as if she was somehow above being a pretty beggar, but it came off somewhat pathetic due to the fact that she was panting desperately with excitement, hips pushing back against his hand as he fucked her. "I-" She began to form some kind of sassy remark but it died before it begun, he had her entranced. So all she could do was watch with lust filled eyes as he brought his fingers to his lips, letting out a soft whine as she reached to put her hands on his shoulders nails digging in just a little as she watched him. "I've told you before Sir, I have a pussy to die for." She managed, before she let out another needy whimper as he began to push inside her. "Fuck.. yes.." The blonde mewled, head tilting back. Sawyer chuckled in a way that was more dirty and mischevious than Santa-friendly. "Cat got your tongue?" He teased with his words, as he was teasing her with his hands, feeling a rare type of smugness wash over him that he could do this to her with a few well-placed touches and words. She seemed to have found her persona again just before entered her, and he playfully rolled his eyes at how quickly the biting words turned into a whimper, because it was obvious Regina was losing her hold, and he wasn't afraid to tell her so. "Well it seems like I have a cock you're absolutely desperate for," He groaned as he began to thrust, slowly and almost painfully, burying his head into his shoulder as his own desperation began to sink in. Sawyer didn't know how long he'd be able to tease her as it was already not doing himself any favours. He was so attractive to her when he was smug like this, and she had to hold back from telling him so. Because Regina George didn’t want to give him the satisfaction. Even though she was desperate for him right now and she knew it was written all over her face, pushing her body as close to him as she could as he pushed slowly inside her. The blonde let out another needy noise that was akin to a sob as he teased her. “Please fuck me Sir. Please I need you to fuck me hard.” She begged in his ear, unable to hold back. “Ruin me.. make it so I can only ever think about your cock from now on.” She dug her nails into his shoulders as she ground her hips down on top of his length. leather daddy17/02/2021 Sawyer couldn't hold back anymore, her sobbing out of desperation only tipping him further over the edge, and with his teeth grazing the skin of her neck, he began to fuck her hard and fast, letting out his frustration in the best way he could. "I want you to think of me, and only me, no matter what." He instructed in a low grunt, finger nails digging into her hips to hold her in place as his thrusts deepened. "When you're whoring yourself out for jocks on the football team, when you're touching yourself late at night. You only think of me." The blonde gasped as his teeth scraped over the skin of her neck, and let out another soblike noise of relief as he began to fuck her hard and fast. Her nails digging in even harder into his shoulders as she rocked her hips against him. “I will Sir, no matter what. I’ll only think of you fucking me, how good you feel inside me.” She promised breathlessly.”When I’m using my fingers to get myself off I’ll be wishing it was you instead.” Fauna added beyond turned on at this point, she took a hand from his shoulders snaking it down her own body. “Can I?” She asked referring to touching herself. Every single noise that left Fauna's mouth urged Sawyer on, and he didn't stop, only trying to go as hard as fast as they both craved in this moment, as evidenced by his hard grip on her waist, surely causing bruises, and her sharp nails digging into the skin of his shoulder blades, making him hiss every so often in pleasurable pain. "Good girl, I don't want you ever getting off unless it's because of me." He growled in her ear, eyes following where her hands moved from his shoulders to inbetween her legs. "Yes, yes," He groaned out, not even caring he was supposed to act more Dom-like, to berate her for her lack of manners. They were both too far gone now, no longer caring about the pleasantries of the scene they had created, only caring about the end result. "Fuck, Kitten," He groaned, "I'm so close." Fauna couldn’t barely think now that he was giving her exactly what she wanted, little moans and whines leaving her lips with every thrust. “I won’t.. I swear.. only you Sir. There’s only ever you.” Regina was basically gone now, Fauna was just telling him the truth. He was it for her forever, the only one that she would ever think of or let touch her. Before the words of approval were even fully out of his mouth she was rubbing at her clit. Fingers moving quickly to try to keep up with the punishing rhythm that their hips had created. Leaning her forehead against his shoulder for support as she did so. Knowing that he would support her. “Me too Sir... can I cum?” She choked out against his skin, the pleasure radiating through her body almost too much to handle. Sawyer didn’t know when Regina had completely evaporated from Fauna but he was grateful to have his Kitten back when they were like this, pushing each other over the edge, enjoying the everythingness of each other. “Yes, yes,” He moaned, not only answer to her question but as a proclamation on how he himself was feeling. “I...fuck,” And with that he came, realising with a groan, steady rhythm growing sloppy. “Come for me, Kitten,” Sawyer commanded, softly urging her to finish too. Despite the ridiculousness of the original set up there was a kind of intimacy that had settled over the two of them in this final moment of being together in this way that was so special to Fauna. She whined as she felt him release inside of her, pressing her mouth against his shoulder half as a kiss and half as moan. "Love you so much Sir." She choked out as she came hard, clenching around his length. Before she felt herself go boneless against him. "So good." She panted. The need for release gone, the cloud of lust in his head slowly evaporating, Sawyer couldn't help but laugh once they were both sated, remembering the original premise for this scene. He laughed against her, trying not to exert himself. "God I love you so much," He murmured, giving himself a moment to breathe before he pulled out of her with a hiss. "Let's get us cleaned up and ready for bed?" Sawyer then suggested, tucking some stray hair of the blonde wig behind Fauna's ear, no longer seeing her as Regina. When Sawyer laughed Fauna laughed too, peaking her head up from where it had been buried in her shoulder. She leaned in to delicately kiss his forehead. “Merry Christmas Sir.” The submissive giggled and then nodded. “You might have to carry me though because I think that you’ve broken my legs for now.” She informed him with a little shrug, completely content

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                                              M E E T   E Z R A

1. Full Name?

Ezra James Bergmann

2. Preferred Names or Nicknames?

Just Ezra, although those who are ‘close’ to him call him Ez. His family always refer to him by his full first name.

3. What does their name mean? Does it have any significance in their family? Do they like their name?

Ezra is a Hebrew name, meaning ‘helper.’ There are several reasons why his parents chose his name, the first of which being it’s biblical context in the Old Testament. The religious Ezra was a scribe who was sent to Jerusalem to teach the laws of God, in addition to leading exiles into the Holy City. However, Ezra himself thinks the biblical Ezra to be (in his words),  a total dick-bag because he enforced the divorce of several ‘sinful’ marriages between Jewish men and Non-Jewish women. Interestingly, the fourth book of Ezra details a ‘conference’ with God in which Ezra questions humanity’s culpability for sin, the lengths of free-will, and justice. He petitions on the behalf of ‘sinners’ and God shows him visions of the Antichrist and the tortures Gahenna of FIre. Ultimately, the conclusion of this book is that everyone who does not accept God is damned to eternal punishment in the flame, but acceptance and subservience of God results in the forgiveness of sins and salvation from torture. Ezra is not fond of the meaning behind his name, and often finds himself feeling uncomfortable when discussing the biblical Ezra in his sacred scriptures class. Unlike his family, he feels rather disconnected from religion in spite of his participation in religious traditions. He finds many of the teachings cruel and suffered beneath is parents’ stringent rules and perceptions of the Bible. Although he doesn’t like to say it, he also feels like his brother Emmanuel had a toxic relationship with religion, which may have played a part in his suicide. On a far less apocalyptic and dismal note, his mother was fond of the idea of having matching names - Emmanuel and Ezra.

4. Age and Date of Birth?

Ezra is 18 years old and his birthday is March 15th.

5. Gender and Pronouns?

Ezra is a male and uses the pronouns he/him.

6. Hometown?

Ezra’s hometown is Stonington, Maine. A small coastal town where his family owns a prominent estate. Something of a local legend, the children in Stonington avoid the Bergmann house and several ghost stories circulate about the young son who took his life within the walls of the family home, the most frequent of which being if you stare at the window on the upper right-hand side of the house, you will see the darkened shadow of a boy, hung from his neck, staring back.

7. Does your character fit into any well known archetypes or tropes?

The Black Sheep The High School Reject Doing it For the Art The Hopeless Suitor

8. How long have they been at Broadripple?

This is his fourth year at Broadripple

9. What led them to apply to Broadripple? Was it a decision made by them or by their parents/guardians or somewhere in between?

His family have been students at Broadripple for generations. Ezra always knew he would attend. It was never a choice for him, and while he doesn’t particularly like being at Broadripple, at this point it’s better than being at home.

10. Whether they’ve been at Broadripple four days or four years, do they enjoy it? Do they like Broadripple?

He enjoy some parts of Broadripple, such as the architecture, the woods, and his almost unlimited access to art supplies. However, he dislikes just about everything else. Save for his sparse companions, the other students at Broadripple make his life at Broadripple challenging (and that’s an understatement). Ultimately, at this point he’s just trying to make it out with minimal damage to himself.

11. What house are they in? Do they care very much about their house?

Ezra is a legacy student in Melleray. He doesn’t mind the house, although he wouldn’t say he has a large amount of house pride. Sometimes, being in Melleray reminds him of his brother, which is painful to think about, but eventually passes. 

12. Who do they share a dorm with, or are they on their own for the moment? What are they like to live with? Are they clean or messy? Early risers or night owls?

Ezra shares a dorm with Jonah Cartwright. Ezra is cluttered, but not entirely teen-boy disgusting. He tries to keep his dirty laundry confined to the hamper, but his bed is rarely made, his walls are clustered with sketches, photographs, and articles of recent hauntings, conspiracy theories, or instances of demonic posession that have captured his interest. His bedside table is overstuffed and will no longer close properly, and attempting to use his desk at this point for anything other than a place where his papers, jackets, and assignments are dropped off is laughable. If his roommate took issue with the status of the room, he’d do his best to cooperate. As much as being cluttered is in his nature, his abborhence to confrontation trumps everything. Ezra is most definitely a night owl.

13. How is your character’s dorm decorated? Is it bare or bursting at the seems with personality? Any particular sentimental items from home?

See above. Additionally, he stores his skateboard under his bed and has a bookshelf stuffed full of horror novels and films, so much so that he’s had to resort to stacking books on top of books in order to fit all his belongings. He doesn’t have many personal items from home and if he did, it has been tucked away. It’s still too painful to see his old family photos and the last time another student caught sight of it, the hall didn’t stop talking about Emmanuel and the Bergmann family for a week straight. 

14. What is their favourite subject at school? Do they even have a favourite? Why?

If he had to pick a favorite class he would have to pick Botany, or at least the part of Botany that includes taking care of plants. Otherwise, his favorite part of the day is afternoon activities, all of which provide an outlet for his creativity, such as painting, drawing and photography.

15. Are they involved in any clubs? Which ones?

Ezra is in the Unofficial Broadripple Unsolved Club and Jazz Band, in which he plays the bass.

16. How does your character feel about Broadripple’s Unofficial Clubs? Do they know about them? Are they a part of any of them?

It depends on the club. Ezra likes Broadripple Unsolved and participates in it, but the Broadripple Boy’s Club is abborhent, mostly because he is often a victim of their revelry. He doesn’t agree with the chastity club and some of their beliefs make him uncomfortable, but they don’t repulse him like the Broadripple Boy’s Club.

17. Does your character participate in any sports? If so, what made them join the team?

Ezra considered participating in Cross Country but decided against it. He wanted to devote as much of his time to art as possible and felt being involved in sports would only put him in an environment where he would be prone to suffering more torment.

18. What afternoon activities does your character do? Do they just do the one mandatory one or are they involved in multiple? Why?

Ezra does multiple. He participates in drawing, painting, and photography. He doesn’t participate in sports and he doesn’t have many friends, so he seeks to fill that empty time and loneliness with art. He doesn’t do every activity every day, sometimes he alternates or focusses more on one than the others, but he is a regular participant in all.

19. Do they miss their home when they’re at Broadripple? Do they often go home for the weekends or do they only go home during holiday breaks?

He only goes home during holiday breaks. His relationship with his parents is complicated and while he does miss them, he finds being with them also makes him sad. It’s an unfortunate situation that makes him feel guilty and he feels unable to repair. They wouldn’t be receptive if he was honest about his feelings.

20. Did your character know Izzy De Santis or Maggie Monroe?

Ezra knew Maggie through their religious background and through both generally being outcasts from Broadripple’s student pool. Although she was strange (stranger than him in many ways, a revelation that brought him guilty relief), the two weren’t particularly close. But she was kind to him, and to Ezra that meant a lot. He worries about her and has found her sudden, unexplained disappearance suspicious.

21. Has your character heard of Edith Lynch? Do they know the story?

Ezra is too involved in all things related to murder, death, hauntings, and conspiracies to have not found out about the story of Edith Lynch. However, the story was also familiar with their family, as there were students from the Bergmann family enrolled in Broadripple at the time.

22. How does your character feel about Nighmore? Have they noticed the recently closed shops yet?

He doesn’t mind Nighmore. He doesn’t feel he has the opportunity to visit much because he has no friends to go with, thus spending most of his time on campus. He has taken note of the suddenly closing shops and finds the timing a little too coincidental to be ignored.

23. Have you made any aesthetic Pinterest boards/WeHeartIt collections for this character? Or playlists? Anything you would like to share!

**in progress

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[dellisantidias-blog]

—— ❝ let’s start off easy. tell me the basics. ❞

[ NAME ] tatiana abrielle delli santi née dias

[ DATE OF BIRTH ] october thirteenth, 1630

[ PLACE OF BIRTH ] guarda, portugal

[ AGE ] thirty-four

[ RELIGION ] roman catholic

[ MARITAL STATUS ] married to riccardo delli santi

[ OCCUPATION / TITLE ] dutchess of florence, italy

[ GENDER IDENTITY ] cis female

[ ALLEGIANCE ] the entente

[ SPOKEN LANGUAGE(S) ] portuguese, spanish, italian, english

[ SPECIAL SKILL(S) ] violin, ballet, equestrianism, literature

—— ❝ what of your family ?? are they still alive ?? ❞

[ FATHER ] antônio nicolau dias ( deceased )

[ MOTHER ] catia elisabete dias ( deceased )

[ SIBLING(S) ] felipe jorge antônio dias ( brother )

[ CHILDREN ] nicolau armani delli santi ( son ), sofia noemi delli santi ( daughter ) and isabella caterina delli santi ( daughter ) - twins, lorenzo raul delli santi ( son ), danilo leonardo delli santi ( son ) - deceased

—— ❝  now let’s paint a picture of you. ❞

[ HEIGHT/WEIGHT ] 5′11, 128 lbs

[ BUILT ] slim

[ HAIR COLOR ] dark brown

[ EYE COLOR ] dark brown

[ ACCENT ] portuguese, slight italian

[ VOICE ] low in tone, alluring

[ STYLE OF SPEECH ] publicly eloquent, privately informal

[ SCARS ] upper lip, received in her youth after being slapped by a schoolmarm

[ ABNORMALITIES ] none

[ CLOTHING ] fashion-forward. she can often be found wearing dresses that are tight around the waist, jewelled or at least expensive in appearance. she can sometimes be caught in her riding garb, usually with a light coloured or black coat.

—— ❝ tell us, what kind of person are you ?? ❞

[ STAR SIGN ] libra

[ ALIGNMENT ] neutral good

[ ENNEAGRAM TYPE ] type two, the helper

[ COLOR PERSONALITY ] the website linked wouldn’t give me my result so i used a different website found here  -  true white

true white personalities are probably exactly what you think they might be. clean, simple, elegant and highly spiritual, white personalities are people with pure intentions and angelic characters. you probably come across as sweet and honest, and many love interests will hold you on a pedestal and see you as marriage material. on the downside, you're also emotionally unavailable at times, and can be quite stubborn if you can't get what you want--which isn't often !

[ WHAT PLANT(S) BEST REPRESENT YOU ]  

chamomile - easy-going, friendly and well liked, you’ve got a gentle and sweet nature and a calming presence that puts others at ease. your sensitivity to others may cause you to take on too much of other people’s feelings, though, and you may even be prone to worry.

echinacea - a protector. with an amazing blend of optimism, nurturing and goodwill, you lend your strength and energy to those in need. your seemingly infinite goodwill and boundless supportive energy make you the one people turn to when times are tough. your greatest strength is, of course, also one of your weaknesses, especially if you neglect to take care of yourself. at times like these, it’s a good idea to take a step back and focus some of that protective energy on yourself.

peppermint - unflappable. you are cool in the crisis, calm in the storm, collected amongst the chaos. you’re a breath of fresh air, a waft of inspiration to the down-and-out, a refreshing, inspiring, uplifting person to be around. of course, even a cool cucumber like yourself can run into trouble. you may try to take on too much, which can leave you feeling weighed down and not quite yourself.

[ THEME/CHARACTER SONG ]  safe and sound / taylor swift

—— ❝ do you have anything more you wish to say ?? ❞

[ - BASIC INFORMATION - ] ↳ trigger warning. depression, death of a child ● born in guarda portugal, tatiana abrielle dias was a very happy child. though she was not born in to a title or particularly wealthy family, her mother’s father held a lordship, which was enough to provide tatiana with an education, but it was not enough to consider her nobility. her father worked hard at the estate of an earl as the stable master, while her mother worked as a handmaiden.  ● tatiana grew up alongside cordelia santos, the two of them becoming the closest of friends. tatiana was a loving, caring little girl who would often rescue injured or stray animals. she was not what would be considered a “young lady” - tatiana liked to climb trees and play, she had her heart on her sleeve and in her youth, she was incapable of even the slightest cruelty.  ● as she got older, as she started to look less like a child and more like a woman, tatiana garnered attention that she would otherwise ignore. she knew that she was a pretty girl, that had never been an insecurity of hers, but her interest in boys was fickle. until she met riccardo delli santi. tatiana met riccardo when she was seventeen, and he was twenty. she developed a crush that, at the time, she assumed would pass. after all, she had no title to her name and he was the duke of florence. to her surprise, he returned her affection and within a year, the two were married.  ● their first child, nicolau, was born ten months after they were wed. two years after nicolau was born, they welcomed twin girls, sofia and isabella. lorenzo was born four years after the twins and danilo three years later.  ● less than five years ago, when danilo was three, tatiana and cordelia had a falling out. cordelia wanted what tatiana had, a husband and children, and the two fought viciously. tatiana gave cordelia space for several weeks before attempting to contact her through letters, all of which we ignored. eventually, tatiana gave up on reconciliation and the two have not spoken since.  ● two years after her fight with cordelia, tatiana and danilo became sick due to plague. for several days, they fought the illness but when tatiana woke, riccardo was forced to tell her that their son had passed away that morning. danilo’s death and her consequent survival was unbearable to tatiana at the time. she fell in to a depression and it was not uncommon to find her wandering the grounds aimlessly. eventually, she became more like how she was before the tragedy but sometimes she thinks of her youngest and she becomes withdrawn, quiet and sullen.

[broadwayblainers]

elysiumfrannie​:

It certainly sounds like you’re finding your niche- at least, in what small ways you can. Good for you, Blaine. I just saw your picture! Everything looks so wonderful, I’m definitely impressed. I’d like to, of course. It takes me a little time to decide on things, though, and I want to have a clear vision of what I’m doing with things. All of that is of course dependent on whether or not I can find someone to help carry the thing. It was nice, yes. The movie was wonderful, I haven’t seen that one in quite some time. It was a nice bit of nostalgia, if you’re into that kind of thing. Are you planning on attending this evening?

Yes, it would seem so. Thank you so much, Frannie! I look forward to seeing what you put together as well. Might want to hurry though, t-minus four days! I’d love to come try to lend a hand. However, it would seem my little helper has cleared his schedule for me today, so if you need some extra assistance... he’s promised me four more rounds of Christmas tree carrying. Truthfully, I’m not sure he knows the monster he’s just created, but I’d expend one of those for you. I do believe so, yes. It might just be me, but Santi might come along. Would you like to attend with me, or us?

PM: I do want to apologize for how I acted towards you the other day. I wish I could say it was uncharacteristic, but given the circumstances we had found ourselves in, I suppose I was slightly paranoid.

[awkwardranga]

I long for the day I see another person wearing a Santi's Little Helper's t-shirt.

[tabbytabbytabby]

You guys will have to excuse me while I mourn the loss of SLH

Not sure what's to happen now. What's worse about this whole thing is that there wasn't even a warning or anything. Need to just attempt to gather my thoughts on this whole thing.

[holytrohmanempire]

Phrase: Panic! At The Disco Fans

Definition: The reason Santi's Little Helpers and Overcast Kids are overpopulated.

[fueledbybeckett-blog]

Last night at FBR15...

I met TAI during the Santi's Little Helpers meet and greet.

When I met William, I asked him to sign the envelope my tickets were in.

He said 'of course' and then asked me for my name.

When I said Jackie, he looked at me, smiled, and then said 'Let me guess... JKRAID?'

JKRAID is my SLH name...

WILLIAM BECKETT KNOWS WHO I AM.

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[tabbytabbytabby]

In regards to The Academy Is...

I doubt it even makes much sense but I had to get it out.

I've been sitting here trying to find words to describe how I feel about The Academy Is... breaking up. But so far I've been failing miserably. How am I supposed to give a name to what I'm feeling? Is that even possible? To say I'm sad is probably an understatement. They've been my favorite band for so long now. Even when other bands would come into my life TAI was still always there. And I know they always will be. Because they've affected me in more ways than any other band has been able to. They've brought me friends that I never would have made if it wasn't for them. And for that I will always be immensely grateful. Because honestly I don't know where I'd be without some of those amazing people I've met through SLH. But even knowing that and knowing I'll still have the music and all the memories I still fill this great overwhelming sadness. Some of it in regards to SLH. What will become of it now? That place has become like a home to me. I can talk about things on there I'd never dream of talking about anywhere else. It's become my safe place to go. And I just can't even think of losing that. I know eventually I'll be able to accept all of this. But right now I'm just feeling sort of lost.