#arlie panting

[thunderstruck9]

Arlie Panting (American, 1914-1994), Still Life with Leeks. Oil on canvas, 30.5 x 41 cm. Glynn Vivian Art Gallery, Swansea

[fatuismooches]

HAVE YOU SEEN ARLE LEAKS?? A WOMAN GI WITH PANTS ARGHH-

Not to dramatise but I'd die for this woman (also waiting for Sandrone, my fav harbinger ever...)

YES I DID I WOKE UP TO GENSHIN LEAKS TRENDING ON TWITTER AND DIDNT EXPECT MUCH BUT THEN I WAS HIT WITH THAT IMMENSE GORGEOUSNESS LIKE OH MY.... I'm with you there nonnie, screenshotting every second when she finally appears on my screen 😭 Also hella excited for Sandrone too!! I hope she's not overshadowed by Arlie because she's equally as interesting and pretty. I'm super excited to know their lore especially!!

[knavesflames]

part 2 of arlecchino tying us up and eating us out? :3

Hehe sorry it was so late! I’ve been trying to get through some asks!

Part one is here!

Contents: strap on, reader is still tied up with the lace, praise, reader has cat ears 🫨

Word count: 1369

Nsft utc:)

Panting as you stare at the ceiling, your body trembling and the pink lace digging into your skin, you listen as Arlecchino rises from her position, kissing back up your body. This time, the kisses are urgent, almost aggressive as they travel up your stomach, across your breasts and around the soft part of your neck where your shoulder and neck meet. She listens to your breathing, already ragged from your previous orgasm and the anticipation of the fact she isn’t finished with you. Her hand reaches underneath your chin, tilting your head to look into her dark, dark eyes. Her face is stoic, almost blank, but the arousal she’s so good at hiding is very clear, especially in addition to her slightly louder breathing. Her lips meet yours, tongue grazing your bottom lip, and then dancing with your own, fighting for dominance, though, it’s not really a fight. With you naked and your wrists tied, mind hazy from the orgasm you just had, it’s clear she’d win. Then again, she’d win anyday. Arlecchino’s lips part from yours, thumb wiping the saliva that gathers in the corner of your mouth before she moves from the bed. She rummages in that drawer, the one always kept locked, the bottom drawer of her dresser with a selection of her favourite objects and toys she can use to draw out noises and orgasms out of you every time.

You realise, despite her acting cruel, she’s giving you just a little bit of time to gather your breath, for your body to calm down. She could have been back over to you already, but she’s waiting, taking her time. Either that, or she’s just incredibly indecisive today. By the time your breath has finally regulated, the familiar footfalls are getting closer to you again. They stop right next to you, and your eyes open to her face, this time with a hint of a smirk on her face. Your eyes travel towards her hands and your eyes narrow in slight confusion. Her hands, with her pointed nails (filed down just for you, of course), held multiple items, all of which are about to be used without complaint (unless you want to be punished today). Her hands move above your head, placing the cutest little headband on your head. A white headband with the cutest little kitten ears placed on, originally a Halloween accessory from long ago, kept for times like these. It started when you dressed up as a kitten for Halloween one year, and the outfit you wore drove her insane, and the night ended up with you being fucked against the wall, the little bell on your collar jingling with every thrust and movement.

Since then, the bell has been engraved with a simple ‘M’, done by Arlecchino’s own nails. She says it stands for ‘mine’, and you can only trust her word for it. Obedient as you are, you lift your head for her, letting her put the pretty collar around your neck.

“Good.”

Arlecchino knows you relish in the praise you get from her, no matter if it’s her picking you up and spinning you around after a good exam result (which she’s done, though refuses to admit she has), or a simply “good” when you do something she tells you to do, so she’s sure to pepper lots of praise in just to see you melt every time. It’s a weakness of hers, your fucked out grin or the way your pussy flutters around her strap every single time. Said strap is quickly and expertly attached to her, her favourite one. Long and slightly angled to hit the spot you love so much, a light pink colour, picked by you, one of the things she allowed you to pick out when she bought it. You struggle to hide the way your eyes light up in delight at the sight of it, your wrists once again straining against the pink lace she tied around them at the beginning.

“Arlie, please.”

“Be quiet, kitty.”

The nickname alone shuts you up completely, stealing the breath from your throat, and she knows it too. The bed shifts under her weight as her hands pry your thighs open, though they don’t need much prying. She could look at you and you’d spread as far as you could get them. She gives a nod of approval, the slightest smile appearing on her face before it quickly disappears. Her hand moves to grip back of your head, bringing you closer to stare into your eyes, to watch your face as she slides into you. You can smell yourself on her breath, and it isnt like either of you care. You lock eyes, but yours flutter closed as you let out a sharp puff of air when you feel the silicone material against your entrance. She takes a fistful of you hair, tugging it to get your attention, and it does. You gasp, and your eyes fly open.

“Look at me, or I won’t do this at all.”

“Sorry.”

“Sorry, what?”

You gulp. She seems to be playing this game tonight. It’s your fault for teasing her all week anyway, and you should be glad you aren’t bent over her lap counting spanks, or on your sixth orgasm, which you very well could be by now.

“Sorry, mommy, I—“

Your voice is swept away by a push of her hips as the strap slides inside of you with ease, a lewd wet sound echoing in the room. One of Arlecchino’s favourite things is to slide into you while you’re speaking, to listen to the way your voice goes from speaking to quiet whines.

“Good girl.”

Your arms strain against the lace again as you try to clutch at her, the bell on your collar jingling with every movement the two of you make. The jingles are music to Arlecchino’s ears, and she whispers soft praises against the shell of your ear, her smooth velvety voice driving you insane.

“Stay still, kitty. You’re so desperate today.”

“I think—“

“Not yet.”

“Please.”

Her hand moves from your hair to slide a finger under the collar wrapped around your neck, creating a small bit of pressure around your neck before she speaks again, panting through each thrust.

“You have been bothering me all week, and now you get what you want and you want it to be over so quickly? My pretty slut.”

You whimper in response, but you stay quiet for the next five minutes, listening to her grunts, the bell jingling and your incessant breathy whines. The lace restraints around your wrists finally break (they are lace, after all, they were never very strong), and you waste no time in clawing and clutching at her to bring her closer, burying your head into the crook of her shoulder as your nails claw at her back. When your legs begin to tremble again, and tears beginning to gather in your eyes, a clear sign of another incoming climax, she takes pity on you, giving your cheek a stroke with her thumb.

“Cum for me, kitty.”

She gets only the first syllable out before your pussy is fluttering around her strap, your body arching and twitching as your eyes roll back and close. She keeps thrusting through the climax before coming to a stop when you tap her thrice, your silent signal that you’re done. Still stoic, yet softer, she gently rubs your wrist, soothing where the lace had rubbed against it.

“Are you fine?”

“Yes.”

You pull her down, trapping her in a cuddle that she’s more than happy to take part in, both of you breathing heavily. The hint of a loving smile ghosts her face as her fingers come up and adjust the cat ears, setting them properly back on your head before she whispers.

“Pretty.”

You’re too breathless to speak, so you only poke her in response before your body begins relaxing, and you feel your eyes drift closed, feeling a hand run through the ends of your hair as she whispers sweet nothings to help you along in your slumber. Though, as soon as you’re ready, you’ll be going again. You know that much.

[worldsandemanations]

Arlie Panting (American, 1914-1994), Still Life with Leeks. Oil on canvas

[ringleaderising]

Decompression.

The Vaudemire Sideshow's participants in the dive take a moment to regroup.

"Sit. Down. Yer gonna give yourself th' bends, and we gotta walk back to the tents before the end of the day." Pig grunts, the massive, clown-painted guardian lifting one heavy paw to pin Harlequinn by her tail- the spiral squawking as she's forced back onto the floating raft they've taken refuge on.

"Not many whirlyswirlies can get worse than already swirly, BigPig."

"I don't want to listen to you complain about your stomach hurting all day." Comes the response, flat. "Opie. Get back from th' edge."

"Starling's been down there a while."

"He's a guardian, we're built for swimming and diving."

"I heard some of the dragons in the other dive crews saying they heard something underneath the water. Did you hear anything, Eidaving?" Pig scoffs- it's unclear if it's at his name, or at her question.

"What, just 'cause I'm a guardian you think I got a direct line t' an absentee God? I abandoned 'im a long time ago, Calliope- before he abandoned us. In any case that's shockin'ly regressive thinkin' outta you." The skydancer scrunches her snout, closing her eyes to listen more closely as she leans her head closer to the depths below, feathered crest flickering with interest.

"I'm just saying, you talk all the time about your Gods I just thought-"

"The Tidelord ain't speakin' to us just because we went for a swim, Opie." Grunted. Pig's getting tired of this, hulking frame straightening back up as he ensures Harlequinn's tail remains resolutely pinned to the boards of the raft below under a gloved claw- after a moment, he lifts one of the looser ones- and pinches her tail between it and its neighbor.

"Ouch! BigPig! rude- Harli-arli never disobey. Would have sat-sit-sot. Good whirlyswirly."

"Mm right. Sit. Opie's right, Starling's been gone for a minute, I'll go-"

There is a tremor deep below- a blast of heat and a geyser of water a short distance from where they've anchored themselves to assist with the dive.

And after a moment and the cadre of waves shaking the raft-dwellers' footing, Starling appears, panting and rollicking with wild fire magic, oily, orange foam hacked up as he scrabbles onto the waterlogged boards to join his companions.

"Starling? What in th' Eyeless One's graces-"

"I heard it."

Pig does not dare look at Calliope, certain the gray-and purple dragon is preening sodden feathers with a smug expression.

"Heard what, boy?"

"I- I dunno! There was a BOOM and then the dive teams went fwoosh and-" He coughs again and spats up more water-laden foam, a vague flicker of blue light in sharp orange eyes. "And I heard something. A voice I didn't know but was... really familiar. Like I should have known it?"

"Ohhhh what did it say!? Did it mention treasure? I bet it mentioned treasure!" Calliope questions, her eagerness to hear herself discarded in a desperation for coin.

"I'm not sure. But I don't think it was good news, whatever it was."

[chrisevansonly]

headcanon of arlie doing a show and tell to her friends please! :D

Little Duck’s Show & Tell (A Little Duck Headcannon🐣)

Pairing: Dad! Chris Evans x Arlie Mae Evans (Little Duck)

Summary: It’s show and tell day at daycare, and Arlie brought along her friend Duckie to show the class

Warnings: non, just fluff

a/n: here’s a little headcannon i’ve been putting off for a while, i’ve just been really unmotivated to write anything with chris lately, which is how it goes sometimes you can probably tell by how short this is…anyway enjoy :)

Arlie had been waiting for this day for the past week and a half, it was finally show and tell day at her daycare and she had brought Duckie along with her for her friends to meet

Chris tagged along with her since you were at home not feeling well, so bed rest was still on your agenda for the next 2 weeks to make sure baby boy stayed put and healthy

Chris watched Arlie sit up front with Duckie on her lap, a smile on her face

“This Duckie, he’s my duck, and he is ‘vewy nice and soft! He likes to swim and play with our doggy!”

The kids in her class listened eagerly as she continued on with her speech about her little duckling, her teacher’s paying just as much attention

“My daddy also made Duckie his own house! It’s so cool!”

Chris chuckled as Arlie smiled in his direction, sending him a small wave

“Wow that is so cool Arlie! Thank you for bringing him in!”

Arlie looked to her teacher and giggled

“You welcome! Anybody want to pet Duckie? He soft!”

A chorus of soft ‘yes please’ filled the room as everyone circled around and took turns petting Duckie, meanwhile Chris spoke to the head teacher of Arlie’s class, picking up some forms and some art she’d been making over the past few days

“Daddy?”

Chris looked down when Arlie tugged on his pants gently, Duckie now sitting in the pocket of her overalls

“Hi baby, what’s up?”

“Can I come home with you now? Wanna see Momma pwease”

He chuckled nodding his head while rubbing her head gently

“Of course you can duck, we’ll get your things and get going okay?”

Arlie nodded before taking off to grab her backpack and the rest of her things, Chris couldn’t stop the smile on his face at her excitement not only to bring a part of her life to her friends and teachers, but also at seeing her become so independent and grow each and everyday

“I’m ‘weady daddy!!”

Snapping out of his daze he smiled and grabbed Arlie’s hand, the two of them saying goodbye to her class before leaving

“I love you and I’m so proud of you little duck”

“I love you too daddy!!”

Chris cherished these little moments he got with Arlie alone because he knew with a new addition to the family things were about to get as crazy as ever, and he wouldn’t have it any other way

[siriuslysatorusimping]

Hi Kiko! I'm glad to hear you'll be starting your new job soon! So exciting!!

And thank you for the update on Atlas🥺! I'm happy to see him doing so much better!! (And that picture of him as a kitten??🥺🥺🥺omgg so cutee). Also you mentioned he is part Maine Coon, is he a big boy then? Because I know Maine Coon cats can grow pretty big.

I hope the new year hass been good so far for you! For me its been a bit hectic with university but not too bad so far. I'm also taking driving lessons to hopefully finally get my license in the summer!

And I have another fun random question about Goinko for you. What do you think their icks would be about one another? (I feel like Gojo seriously wouldn't be able to find any because he's just that whipped for Rinko haha)

HELLO. I AM ALSO EXCITED, AND TERRIFIED. It's completely in-office, which I haven't done in years. My old job was hybrid, and my most recent job was fully remote. I have to wear real pants for this new job 😭😭😂

Atlas IS a big boy. He's already bigger than Arli, who is just a domestic shorthair. She's going on... seven(?) years old now, and Atlas is already about three or four pounds heavier than she is at just over a year old. But the vet says he's at a healthy weight! He also looks bigger sometimes because he's SO FLOOFY. SO FUCKING FLOOFY. But he's long, too. Like, very long. But his tail is kinda short. (hehe. i'm a child for laughing at all the euphemisms that can be made 😂)

The new year has been mostly uneventful so far! I've been trying to spend the time before I start my new job relaxing and catching up on some chores I let fall flat because of my extreme depression 🫠

Good luck with this semester of school! And with your driving lessons! If you don't mind my asking, are you in the states or somewhere else? And do you have a specific reason for not getting your license until now? I know the driving age is different in a few countries, but some people also just choose not to get their license if they don't want/need!

As for your Goinko question: What are their 'icks' about each other?

BRUH. I'VE NEVER REALLY THOUGHT ABOUT THIS. I also don't have a super good understanding of what this means... DOES THIS MEAN I'M OLD? 😭 google only kinda helped 🥲

We'll just do Another Level for now, but maybe in the future, I'll do Physical Paradox, too! (when i have a better understanding for what this actually means)

Gojo with Rinko:

Whenever she does something that reminds him of the Zenins too much. I think her sneer is one, oddly enough. Like, her really mean sneer that literally matches Naobito or Naoya perfectly.

When she speaks poorly of herself or tries to run from a situation when they have a disagreement. As their relationship develops now that they're together, I can see her avoidant personality really bothering him.

Little ones I think could include silly things like how much detergent she uses when washing clothes, how she hangs her shirts in the closet once they've moved in together completely... I'll probably think of more as time goes on?? maybe??

Rinko with Gojo:

him drinking is for sure one. but idk if that counts?

when he refused to take teaching seriously

when/if he keeps up the facade of overconfidence when they're alone instead of being honest with her...

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there are definitely more, but I AM STRUGGLING, AND I WANT TO ANSWER THIS INSTEAD OF LETTING IT SIT FOR WEEKS.

but in reality, they're so whipped for each other that most things they can just talk through or get over?? like idk if that matters for icks?? WHAT EVEN IS AN ICK. I STILL DON'T UNDERSTAND.

I WILL DO A BETTER VERSION OF THIS IN THE FUTURE ONCE I HAVE A BETTER HANDLE ON IT. IT'S ADDED TO MY LIST OF THINGS TO WRITE 😬

[ronaldanthony4]

Lily had a little lad, A quirky lad was he, And everywhere that Lily went, He followed faithfully. He tagged along to school one day, Though it caused quite a stir, For Arly's ways were odd, they'd say, Her love for him did blur.

The kids then frowned and shooed him out, But Arly stayed close by, He waited there without a doubt, Till Lily caught his eye. And then he dashed to her, his pace Quickened by his charm, As if to say, "In your embrace, I'm safe from all alarm."

"What makes Arly love Lily so?" The curious kids inquired. "Oh, Lily loves him, don't you know?" The teacher's tone inspired. "For every gentle soul you see, With love you'll surely find, And they'll stick close, just wait and see, If you are always kind."

As I sit down again in front of my trusty digital canvas, the familiar thrill of creation surges through me. There's something about bringing characters to life that never fails to invigorate my soul. Today, my muses are none other than my beloved original characters, Arlon and Liliana. They've been constant companions in my artistic journey, embodying the very essence of my ideal romantic love. With each stroke of my stylus, their personalities come alive on the screen, their emotions palpable and their connection undeniable. It's a privilege to share their story with the world, one that continues to inspire me every time I delve into their world.

In this latest artwork, I envision Arlon and Liliana frolicking in the serene countryside, surrounded by the vibrant hues of nature's tapestry. Their hands are intertwined, fingers laced together in a silent promise of companionship. The setting is a lush garden, teeming with life and possibility. It's a moment frozen in time, capturing the essence of youthful exuberance and boundless joy. As they frolic in the golden sunlight, their laughter echoes through the air, filling the scene with a sense of pure bliss. It's a reminder of the beauty and magic that can be found in even the simplest moments of life.

As I meticulously craft each detail, I draw inspiration from unexpected sources. The idea for their attire, for instance, springs from the quaint charm of resin and porcelain figurines I stumbled upon in a home decoration store. There's a whimsical elegance to their outfits, reminiscent of a bygone era. Arlon, with his rugged charm, sports a white shirt paired with a brown vest and khaki pants, while Liliana exudes ethereal grace in a white strapless smocked dress adorned with a delicate white flower in her chestnut locks. A straw hat perched atop her head adds a touch of rustic charm, completing her ensemble.

Their poses, too, are a nod to the past, drawing inspiration from an old drawing I chanced upon in dusty tomes. It's as if they're stepping out of the pages of a timeless fairytale, embodying the roles of Little Boy Blue and Little Bo Peep. Liliana clutches a shepherd's staff in her hand, a symbol of her nurturing spirit and gentle strength, while Arlon's gaze is fixed on her with an unmistakable tenderness. The soft sunlight filtering through the trees casts a warm glow on their figures, enhancing the dreamlike quality of the scene. As they stand together in perfect harmony, it's impossible not to be captivated by the beauty and simplicity of their connection.

With each brushstroke, I infuse the scene with layers of meaning and emotion. There's a sense of longing in the way Arlon gazes at Liliana as if she's the very essence of his world. And Liliana, with her radiant smile, seems to hold the promise of endless adventures yet to come. Together, they're a testament to the power of love and connection, transcending time and space. The soft hues of the sunset reflect off their faces, adding to the ethereal atmosphere of the moment. It's as if their love is a force of nature, unbreakable and eternal.

And so, I name this artwork "Lily Had a Little Lad," a playful nod to the classical nursery rhyme that inspired its creation. It's a title infused with whimsy and nostalgia, capturing the essence of innocence and joy that permeates the scene. But even as I put the finishing touches on this piece, I know that it's just the beginning of their story. The painting serves as a snapshot of a fleeting moment frozen in time, yet it holds the promise of a future filled with love and happiness. As I sign my name in the corner, I can't help but feel grateful to have been able to capture such a beautiful moment on canvas.

For in the depths of my imagination, I can already see another artwork taking shape—a companion piece to this one, perhaps, featuring Arlon and Liliana in a full-body shot. It's a vision tinged with anticipation, a glimpse into the future of their journey together. As I embark on this new artistic odyssey, I can't help but feel a sense of excitement coursing through me. The vibrant colours and intricate details of their intertwined hands serve as a reminder of the power of love and connection. With each brushstroke, I am one step closer to bringing their story to life on canvas, immortalising their love for generations to come.

[prehistoricmancunt]

Ophelia paintings (& 1 sculpture) 🤩🥰💐 

(in order, by Odilon Redon, Arlie Panting, Susan Anne Russell, William Ireland, Andrey Aranyshev, Sarah Bernhardt, Odilon Redon, Joanna Smielowska, Margaret MacDonald, John Everett Millais)

[wandawiccan60]

More Than Friends

Eddie Brock X Venom X Arli (FemOC)

***SMUT***

A/N: Hi guys I hope you all having a good week so far and finally Finally I got to do my first ever One-Shot with our sweet adorable softie Eddie Brock and our cute and scary Venom. This idea for this fun and yet adorable short story just came out of nowhere because I've been watching short clips of both Venom and Venom 2. So I said why not do a short story about Eddie and my new character Arli? And here are the final results of this new and fluffy story of Eddie, Venom, and Arli. Again thank you guys so much for liking and leaving comments on my latest post the prompt I did on Alfie again I appreciate it so much. As always guys please comment, reblog, and follow my blog it'll mean so much for both the page and for me thank you every single one of you for following and liking. Once again guys enjoy this new trio and catch you guys later. See Ya!!!

More of our favorite Team Lethal Protectors???👉🏻X(If you want to also have chocolate as well 💙🤍🍫)

ONE-SHOT/DRABBLES MASTERLIST

Word Count: 6,261

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WARNING 18+!!!: Fluff, Cuteness, Lots, Lots, of SMUT, SMUT!!!(Alien Sex)

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Eddie was the person who one should say they are lucky to have as a friend. And Arli was grateful to be one of those people since both had each other’s back, besides Eddie being some sort of a hero around San Francisco. They both go way back to when they were both around their teens and, of course, before the whole Carlton Drake and Eddie becoming Venom’s hoist for the first time. Eddie and Arli clicked in an instant when they both had to do a science project; mostly the work was done by Arli. But Eddie did the talking when it was time for them to present their project and they ended up getting an A+ thanks to Arli being smarty pants.

“See, I told you we would nail that project,” Eddie said once they got out of school, when Arli gave him a punch on his right arm. “OWW Arli, what the hell, what did I say?”

“That’s for leaving me hanging on the rest of the project and doing the entire work, you butthead. You owe me a chocolate bar for sure,” she said, sticking her tongue playfully out towards Eddie, which he shrugged off.

“Yeah, yeah sure, but hey I am a good talker, aren’t I? And ok, you’re right, I’m sorry I should have helped you. I promise on the next project we will do it together, I’ll do the work and you will do the talking. Deal?” He said, giving her a playful wink and cheeky smile her way, which she just chuckled and shook her head.

“Gosh, Eddie, you are something you know that, right? Remind me again why we are friends again. Oh right, because we are both shy, lazy, quiet, and anti-social, which overall makes us weirdly enough to be here right now in front of each other. How can you explain that genius?” Arli said, crossing her arms together, giving an arched eyebrow at Eddie saying “I don’t know” and shrugging his shoulders at the same time.

They both laughed as both teens walked their way towards their homes, playfully nudging each other’s arms to each other.

After they both reached high school 4 years later, they both couldn’t help but not be away from each other for at least an hour. They were like fire and ice and most of the time during lunch and after school, they would always be with each other. Arli found some friends along the way in her classes, but mostly, it wasn’t really as much fun as when she was with Eddie. He found some guy friends, but he also found nothing fun when he was around “the boys”. Usually, his friends would mostly talk about which chick was the hottest in school, the school’s football team, ditching school, etc. Well, the ditching part was the only thing that Eddie enjoyed more, but after that, it was boring. So what he would sometimes do is make up an excuse to get away from his friends and instead go hang out with Arli. Luckily enough, he would find her in the school’s library, spending most of her time reading books of any kind. Eddie would make fun of her for being such a bookworm and a nerd, while Arli would playfully hit him with whatever book she would be reading.

“What the fuck can you quit doing that? First it was the punches to the arm and now you hit me with books? Why are you so sensitive, R?” He said, trying his best to keep his voice down while the librarian in front of them was typing on the computer.

Arli just giggled under her breath while she went back to reading her book. Eddie, meanwhile, was doing his best to focus on doing his homework, which was giving him a hard time. Most of the work was from his English literature class, where he never really pays a lot of attention. He had never enjoyed reading books ever since middle school, seeing that it seemed pointless to do. But mostly he hated to spend some nights doing useless and pathetic essays that he also saw as a waste of time. 

“For fuck’s sake, I got to read 3 chapters on this dumb book and write at least a paragraph for each chapter and its due tomorrow. God, I hate literature,” he said, letting his head fall flat on top of his notebook as he heard Arli chuckle at his silly behavior.

“Wow, Eddie, you give up easily, don’t you? And come on, cheer up books aren’t all that terrible, sometimes they are fun to read. It just depends on what genre you’re reading. Hey and that reminds me, come with me. I think you might like this part of the library. Follow me,” Arli said, closing her book and shoving it into her backpack while Eddie let out a small groan as he lazily got on his feet as he as well put his stuff inside his backpack and followed her lead.

As they made their way upstairs, she stopped for a moment, making sure they weren’t being watched. She then grabbed Eddie’s right hand as they entered some staircases that lead upstairs to the top of the building. 

“Arli, we’re not supposed to be in here. Let’s go back before we get in trouble,” Eddie said, not liking where this is going.

“No, we’re not Brock, don’t be such a scary cat. Come on, follow me. It’s not too long from here,” she said as she made her way up the stairs while Eddie just let out a loud sigh as he still followed her lead.

Once they got to the top, there was another door in front of them, and without pausing for a second. Arli then opened the door while Eddie breathed heavily for some air.

“Jesus… Arli… what the… why did you… bring me up here for?” He said between breaths, placing his hands on top of his bent knees while Arli just laughed at him.

“Why Eddie? Well, therefore I wanted to bring you up here,” Arli said as she pointed out into the distance Eddie then looked up to see an outstanding view in front of him. 

“Holy shit,” he said as he walked his way by Arli’s side as they saw a beautiful sunset setting behind some buildings of San Francisco while the soft cool wind blew across their faces. 

Arli smiled as she closed her eyes, extending her arms open wide, feeling the warm sun against her body. Eddie saw what she was doing, making him smile at the sight of her best friend. Arli then relaxed her arms and as she opened her eyes, she then sat carefully down on the edge. She then looked back at Eddie as she patted on the brick cement, gesturing for him to sit next to her. 

“You know I’m not good with heights,” he said as he felt his hands tremble while breathing softly in and out of his nostrils. 

Arli then got on her feet, making her way towards Eddie, placing her small tender hands on top of his. This made him feel calmer once he felt Arlie touch his large hands. 

“Just don’t think too much about it, ok? Here we will walk slowly and keep your eyes on me. You trust me, don’t you?�� She said reassuringly as he nodded his head “yes,” as he did what he was told. 

Before long, they both then sat on the edge of the building as Arli then air kicked her feet. While Eddie had his legs crisscrossed together while resting his elbows on top of his knees. 

“Man, if only I could just stay up here forever, you know? Feeling and smelling that fresh air of freedom, not giving a damn about nothing else but feeling relaxed, and just… god it’s just so peaceful up here,” she said while she continued to kick her feet in mid-air as Eddie nodded his head in agreement at what Arli said.

“Yeah, me too, you got nothing else to worry about but just feel unruffled. That’s another word for at peace,” Eddie said, trying to show off his vocabulary advances in front of her face. 

“Oh ha ha, hilarious Brock. I thought you said you hated literature and reading books. So why are you trying to sound so innovative?” Arli said, also trying to sound better than her best friend.

“Ummm… ok, what type of word did you use in that last sentence? Because that is a word that I haven’t heard of until you said it right now. You're smarter and fucking better than me. I give you that much,” he said, feeling mentally defeated while making Arli chuckle at this.

“Hehe, thanks for noticing, but seriously, I would stay up here for the rest of my life if I had the chance. But sadly, that can’t be possible even if it was,” she said, letting out a small sigh as the sun now set lower behind the city. 

Eddie eyed her sideways, seeing that sad expression form on her face. He then lightly placed his left hand on top of her hand, making Arli look in his direction.

“If you had lived up here since the beginning, I would have never met a bright, lovely person such as you in my life. I wouldn’t be here next to you if it wasn’t for you R. I’m just happy and grateful to call you my best friend,” Eddie said, giving her a smile while she returned that same expression. “Well, if it wasn’t for that science project back in middle school. I wouldn’t have met that shy, quiet, anti-social but explosive fun kid. That went by the name of Eddie Brock or B for short. I am also grateful and lucky to call you my best friend also,” said Arli, making Eddie’s cheeks blush hard red.

They sat there for another good hour as they saw the city light in the dark of night. Eddie could then feel Arli’s headrest up against his left arm. As she wrapped her right arm around his forearm, Eddie didn’t want to disrupt her sleep if he moved an inch. Meanwhile, he felt this tiny spark that lit up inside of him having to embrace this moment with Arli. Not wanting to ruin this memory with her while he still looked at the view ahead of him. Thinking and wondering what the future would be like for them. Arli would be there with him and she would have his back like how that saying goes. 

“Best friends until the very end, no matter what.” 

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5 Years Later: Winter 

“Eddie, Eddie, how about that one right there?” Venom said, shifting Eddis’s head to look at another diamond ring that caught Venom’s eyes.

“V, how about I make the choices here first and you can choose the next place we will go, ok?” he said under his breath, not wanting anybody else to think he was talking to “himself.”

“Hmmm… ok, but I will get a better gift than you will. What is so important for us being in this place anyway?” said Venom, sounding annoyed and not understanding why such a small thing could be so important to Eddie.

“Because it’s something that I have been wanting to do for so long since I and Arli have been friends for so long. And I think now it’s a good time to ask her to be more than my best pal and girlfriend. That is why it’s essentially important why we are here,” Eddie said while he still looked around to find the best ring to buy and get for Arli, hoping it wasn’t too much when he would ask her to be his fiance.

It was nerve-wracking when Eddie asked her to be his girlfriend for the first time. But to his surprise, Arli also had a lot of feelings for him all along since they graduated from high school. She also was afraid and shy to tell Eddie about how much he meant to her. But once he first asked her, Arli, then said yes, and they have been together ever since that day. And that is when the whole mess of Carlton Drake and The Life Foundation happened after they became boyfriend and girlfriend. Until now, Arli and Eddie have stuck with each other even though Venom was part of the relationship. They would always have fun whenever they felt like running around the city at night. Which Arli enjoyed the most while feeling the fresh cold air while Venom would run and jump on top of the buildings.

An hour went by, as both Eddie and Venom made their way out of the jewelry store, feeling the cold chilly wind blowing across his body. 

“Now is it my turn to choose what I want to get for Ali now?” Venom said, sounding eager to choose the best gift to give to Arli.

“V, I told you so many times it’s pronounced Arli, not Ali. There’s an R after the A and yes, we’re getting there. Either way, what type of gift are you going to get her that’s way better than the ring I got for her?” Eddie said, making his way towards Mrs. Chen’s liquor store to 

“Hi Eddie, hey Venom.” she said, greeting them both as she heard the bell chime from the entrance.

“Why are we stopping by Mrs. Chen’s place?” said Venom said as he made his way to get some drinks from the large glass fridges 

“I got to get some drinks for me and Arli and this is the place where she likes to get them the most,” he said as he got two large red wine bottles out of the fridge.

“Why do they look so red? Don’t tell me, is it blood? Are we going to drink blood with some delicious raw meat with it,” said Venom which Eddie just rolled his eyes at the comment that the symbiote just said. 

“Don’t be so stupid. You know what this is already, so don’t pretend that you don’t know what wine is,” he said, making his way towards Mrs. Chen behind the cash register.

“Hmmm, you getting the fancy stuff I see you got any plans you doing tonight Eddie?” she said before Eddie can answer her Venom then pops his head out from announcing the biggest announcement.

”Eddie is going to propose to Arli tonight, which I find it pathetic but he says it’s very important to him,” Venom said, making Mrs. Chen arched an eyebrow towards the slimy creature in Eddie’s direction.

“Wait, you're talking about your best friend and girlfriend from high school you told me before? Awww, Eddie, that’s great, so what made you have the guts to want to propose to her now more than the other time?” Mrs. Chen said, giving Eddie a cheeky smile, making him feel embarrassed and warm from his cheeks.

“Well… it’s just… she’s just special to me, you know, and I thought since we have been friends for so long. I just caught so many feelings for her after we both went to different colleges. I’ve liked her more than just a friend and now, I thought that tonight is the night and moment I ask her to be mine. But I don’t know how she will react to this since I’ve been thinking about this for a while,” he said, recalling the times he had so many chances in wanting to ask her to be his wife but was terrified to do it.

“Eddie, I know she will say yes, just be yourself, and take deep breaths. The things you have told me about her, she sounds like a keeper. So don’t mess it up,” she said with a sharp finger, pointing at him while he gave her a thumbs up. 

“I won’t promise, and speaking of which, look at this beauty,” Eddie said, talking out the small black square box that had the lovely sterling silver ring with a big blue diamond in the middle of everything else.

“Well, well, Eddie, she is a lucky girl, but I wish a lot of happiness and luck for the both of you. You have a good night Eddie and say hi to Arli for me,” Mrs. Chen said, handing over the two bottles to him, which he smiled in return.

“Thank you and believe me, she is a keeper.”

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“When is she coming already, Eddie? I am starving,” Venom said, sounding desperate as he flipped through the many channels on the TV. 

“She’ll be here any minute. Calm down man, it’s not like it’s the end of the world. And can you choose a channel already? You’ve been changing one channel to another for the past 30 minutes already,” he said as he looked at his wristwatch, seeing that it was 10:30 P.M. which she normally doesn’t come back home late at these hours.

Eddie prepared a nice steak with some potatoes and some fresh broccoli on the side for dinner, which was Arli’s favorite dish to eat. The table was set nicely while white candles were lit in the middle while some soft music played in the background. Before he felt he was about to pass out on sleep, the front door of the place they shared opened up. Venom then made Eddie get on his feet in a swift, making him curse out for a moment.

“There she is, Eddie’s beautiful soon-to-be wife,” Venom said as Arli was busy taking her boots off until she noticed the scene in front of her.

“What the… Eddie, what happened here? Is this some sort of fancy thing you cooped yourself up with Venom or you got yourself a raise at the new job you got?” she jokingly said, giving Eddie a big hug as they both kissed each other on the lips.

Eddie could feel her cold, small, thin lips against his while they continued to share a long, tender kiss. They then parted away from each other as she nuzzled her nose against his, making each other chuckle.

“Welcome home baby, and surprise from us to you,” he said as he gave another kiss on top of her forehead. 

“Awww, you guys are so sweet. So what made you and Venom make the place look intriguing and that smell? Is that cherry blossom?” Arli said as she sniffed the fresh, pleasing scent in the air.

“I, I just wanted to make something special tonight for you and me, and no, I didn’t get a raise, but I wish I did. But that don’t matter what’s more important is that I made your favorite dish and I’m pretty sure you are dying to eat already. So what do you say, baby, care to join me?” he said as he raised his hand towards her, which she took with a small chuckle coming out of her.

“So, when can we have chocolate? And do you have the ring with you? I hope you do because if you don’t you will look foolish in front of Arli if you won’t have it”

“V, can you shut the hell up while we have dinner, please?”

“Hehe, what is Venom saying now, baby? Let me guess, he wants chocolate again?” Arli said as she sat on her chair while Venom, like a gentleman, used one of his tentacles to gently push Arli forward towards the table. 

Eddie then sat on his chair while Venom aggressively shoved Eddie forward towards the table. Almost knocking out Eddi’s and Arli’s dinner off the table made her giggle as she shook her head at the same time.

“Wow Venom, you’re being so nice and a gentleman tonight. I wonder why you both are acting like this tonight?” Arli said as she cut her steak into small pieces. 

“Do you want me to tell her, or are you going to pussy out on this one again?” Venom mockingly said while Eddie bit his lips together in frustration, trying his best to not lose his cool.

“No, well sorry, I meant to say that yea me and V made a deal that we just wanted to surprise you. Just you know I just want you to feel special tonight and well I got a surprise soft you too. But Venom wants to give him before mine,” Eddie said, shifting himself under his chair, feeling the small square box on the side of his right pocket.

“You guys are too much already and hehe Venom has a gift for me too? How exciting I wonder what it is?” Arli said as she took a bite of her steak while Eddie nodded his head.

“Pussy.” 

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Once dinner was over, Venom then took out his gift from the fridge. It was a full fudge chocolate cake with some strawberries on top, placing it in front of Eddie and Arli on top of the table.

“Ta-da! This is my gift from me to you Arli, now let’s eat it,” Venom said as he cut an enormous piece of the cake with the kitchen knife, devouring his piece in one go.

“Hehe Venom, you’re so sweet and my favorite flavor of cake chocolate thank you V,” she said as she placed a small kiss against the symbiote’s left cheek, making the creature blush.

“Now it’s Eddie’s turn to give you his gift. Go on then if you are brave to do so,” He said while Eddie gave him an annoyed sideways gaze at him, wanting to slap him hard across the face. 

Before Eddie could say his next words, he then grabbed Arli’s hands in his as they stood up on their feet.

“Arli baby, I want to say first that you have been the best friend and girlfriend that I have ever met in my life. And I want to say thank you for being here with me from the very beginning,” he said, raising her hands and placing small kisses on top of them, making her smile bigger than before. “Come with me. I want to give you my gift in the bedroom.”

“Ok, you lead the way, my sweet boy,” she said as they made their way to the bedroom where they both shared.

“But I need you to close your eyes first before we go in, ok? Do you trust me?” He said as he still held onto her hands while she let out a chuckle.

“Hehe, I remember I told you that when we were up that building back in high school. You are a very funny babe and I do trust you very much, love. So lead the way and surprise me,” she said, still with a big smile on her face.

“Yeah right? And good baby, now can you close you’re for me, please? I’ll let you know when to open them,” he said as Arli then closed her eyes while Eddie took out the black square box with the ring inside it.

“Do you want me to open the door?” Venom asked while he whispered a quick “yes,” which Venom then used one of his tentacles to open the door for Eddie and Arli. 

Eddie took Arli’s hands, guiding her inside the dimly lit room while her eyes were closed shut. As they made it inside, Venom, then closed the door with his tentacle as Eddie felt nervous about what he was about to ask her next.

“Can I open my eyes now, Eddie?” Arli said as she clasped her hands together in front of her, while Eddie then got himself on one knee holding the box between his hands.

“No, not yet, babe. I want to say before you open your eyes, I love you so, so much. And I want to continue being your loving boyfriend and you continue being my girl,” he said as he caressed the little box with his fingers, feeling his heart pumping fast as he continued talking. “I would be the happiest man alive if you took this special gift and asked you if you… you would.”

“Go on Eddie, just like Mrs. Chen said she is a keeper, and just be yourself. She will say yes,” Venom said as Eddie then opened the small box and prepared to say the next words that would come out of his mouth.

“Arli my baby girl, would you be my wife forever?” he said, which made Arli gasp as she now slowly opened her eyes to see Eddie kneeling before her, seeing the small black box that contained the ring inside.

She noticed that they also decorated the room with some red and white candles while the bed had two bouquets of roses. And in between the flowers was a medium size black box with a nice dark blue bow on the top. She then looked back at Eddie fearfully, anticipatingly waiting for Arli’s reply.

“Is that the face of disappointment or excitement?” Venom then said this Eddie felt more anxious waiting to see what Arli would say about his proposal.

“Eddie, baby, this… this such all such a big shocker. I… I don’t know what to say to this love. This is so, so gorgeous. I love it and yes, I do so deeply want to be yours forever, Eddie Brock,” Arli said, can’t help holding back the smile and excitement building inside of her.

Eddie felt his heart relax as he let out a small chuckle that he was holding back all this time. He then stood up on his feet as he wrapped his enormous arms around her as he lifted her off the floor, twirling her around in 360.

“Haha, babe put me down please we might fall together,” she said as she continued to giggle as he then steadily placed her down on the bed next to her roses and gift.

“So it was the face of excitement. I knew that all along,” Venom said as Eddie then placed the ring on her finger, which fit perfectly as he hoped it would be.

“Yes V, it was the beautiful face of exhilaration,” Eddie said, caressing Arli’s hand, seeing the bright diamond ring on her finger as they kissed once again on the lips. 

They parted their lips away as Eddie handed over Arli’s gift, which she took with that bright smile she had on her face. She then untied the small bow from the top and in seconds took the lid off. 

“Eddie, you didn’t have to,” she said as she took out a 5 book set box of her favorite horror author. 

“You would always talk about this author so much that I got you this collection set. Do you like it, baby?”

“Like it? Babe, I Love It!!! Thank you so, so much and thank you Venom. You two are the best that I could ask for,” she said as she hugged Eddie around his neck as he placed a kiss on the side of her left cheek.

“Awww, she is cute. I might feel like I might cry,” Venom said as he turned Eddie’s left arm into his arm while hugging her and Eddie tightly between the three.

“I’m glad you loved them, my Arli. I’m happy that you loved everything that we gave you,” Eddie said, giving her another kiss on her cheek.

Arli leaned back as she placed the box set back into the box, setting it down on the carpet. She then grabbed the two bouquets of roses and settling them down with the box. She then placed a hard and soft kiss on Eddie’s plump lips, making him laid back on the soft white bed. Arli then let out a small moan between their lips as their tongue twirled lovingly. Eddie unbuttoned Arli’s black long blouse while their kiss continued. 

“Your so fucking hot baby, how did I get this lucky with you?” Eddie said as he kissed the side of her neck, making her moan out loud.

Arli helped Eddie get her blouse off from her, showing her dark red bra in front of him.

”Eddie, are you and Arli going to… do it again?” Venom nervously said, but Eddie didn’t listen to him as he was busy leaving a small hickey on Arli’s soft neck.

Eddie then squeezed her butt cheeks while kissing her between her tits Arli bit her bottoms lips at this reaction. 

“Baby, stop your teasing… make me your little slut tonight,” she said, as she helped Eddie take off his long sleeve gray shirt, revealing his muscular body in front of her. 

“Oh yeah? Do you want to talk dirty and make you be my naughty girl too? Alright baby, I’ll make you into one then. Get in your back,” he said as Arli got on her back while Eddie then undid her dark red bra, releasing her small and fleshy breasts. 

“I like when you let out her boobies. They always look yummy,” said Venom as Eddie then took in her right nipple as he playfully teased her left breast.

“Ohh fuck baby… hmmm yea,” Arli moaned feeling his teeth lightly biting and nibbling her right breast while he continued playing with her left breast.

He then made his way down to her stomach while caressing her right breast. He then unbuttoned her black jeans until he noticed Venom’s head popping out from him. 

“Guys… is it ok if I could join in?" Venom asked shyly. Arli then looked at Eddie, wondering if he felt comfortable if the black symbiote should join.

“V, if you want to join in with me and Eddie, you are more than welcome, just as long as you feel comfortable. I don’t want to see you do something that you don’t want to do, Eddie. Are you ok with this?” Arli said, wanting to be sure both boys agreed with her.

“Yeah, sure. Just if you do maybe get freaked out, V let us know, ok?” Eddie said as Venom nodded his head while Eddie finally unzipped Arli’s jeans.

“Arli, is it ok if I could lick your boobies?” Venom said as Eddie kissed Arli’s stomach, letting out a small whimper.

“Yes… Venom, that’s fine,” she said between moans, and Venom licked both of her breasts while Eddie removed her red panties, along with her black jeans.

Eddie planted kisses on both of Arli’s thighs, the symbiote, then licked the side of her neck. Her body filled with goosebumps while both Venom and Eddie gave her pleasures that she had never imagined before to feel. Eddie then twirled his tongue against her sensitive clit, making her gasp, and arched her back. The symbiote cupped her chin with one of his tentacles as he gave her a sweet kiss. Arli moaned between his mouth as she felt Eddie insert two fingers inside her warm core. 

“Oh, fuck you guys… yes, just like that,” she moaned out loud Venom then kissed and licked her lips while Eddie fucked her pussy with his fingers.

“You like that, don’t you, little bad girl?” Venom seductively said, caressing her tits with two of his tentacles, making her whimper out of control.

“Eddie, V… oh god yes don’t stop,” Arli said as she grabbed softly on Eddie’s brown locks as he tongued and fucked her continuously on her pink flower.

She felt she was about to reach her climax until Eddie then sat on his knees, removing his fingers away from her wet core.

Arli and Eddie then clasped into each other’s lips, tasting her own sweet juices off from his lips. Venom then unzipped Eddie’s pants as the two couples continued to kiss passionately and lovingly. Eddie was now laying on his back. Arli in no time kissed her way down towards where she wanted her mouth to be.

Eddie let out small moans while feeling her delicious wet lips trail down to his abdomen. He felt her hands slowly undo his jeans, along with his black boxers. Venom cupped her face with his tentacle again, giving her another small kiss.

“Hey, hey V, she’s mine. Take it easy,” Eddie said as he watched both his beautiful fiance and his best pal making out in front of him.

“Jealous much Eddie? Consider that she is ours now,” the creature said, giving a smirky smile Arli just giggled at this.

“Boys, boys, I love you both equally. I mean it a lot. Eddie sweetheart, you want me to suck that lovely cock of yours?” she said with a cheeky smile, wrapping her hands softly between his erected hard cock.

“Oh Arli babe, I want that so fucking much. Don’t make me wait anymore longer and fuck me with your mouth please,” he said as he felt her sucking on the top of his dick, letting out a hot moan.

Venom felt the vibration through Eddie, loving how pleasurable and amazing it felt as she continued to suck his cock. Eddie grabbed a fist full of Arli’s light brown hair as she bobbed her head up and down at a steady pace.

“Oh, fuck… shit… yes R, just… oh fuck, please don’t stop,” Eddie whimpered, tightening his fist on her hair while Venom let out a pleasing groan.

“Yes, yes Arli, this tingling feeling you’re making us feel is so good,” Venom said as she massaged Eddie’s balls with her left hand, making both boys moan at the same time.

“Fuck… I might cum,” Eddie burst, feeling his insides building up little by little.

Arli came to a brief halt, feeling drips of her saliva streaming down on the corner of her mouth, hearing Venom whine at her stopping giving head.

“Hehe, don’t worry Venom, the best part of having sex is just beginning,” Arli said, getting on top of Eddie giving him another wet kiss on his lips, tasting his own somewhat sweet cum.

“I can’t wait to feel that fluffy feeling while you guys fuck,” said the symbiote as Arli became to grind against Eddie’s length, hearing Venom moan at this feeling.

She then made herself get comfortable between him and her genitals until, not long after, Arli sank down on Eddie’s cock. Making all three couples moan in unison as she then rocked her hips back and forth. Eddie placed his hands on top of her hips as she continued her rhythmical thrusts against Eddie’s hard rock.

“Fucking hell baby… oh yeah, who is my little naughty girl?” Eddie demanded as he grabbed both of her breasts with his large hands while Venom kissed the side of her neck.

“Just like that, Arli, make us feel good and dirty,” Venom said against her left ear, sending chills down her spine as she picked up the pace. 

She moaned louder than Eddie’s cock was hitting the right places inside of her warm walls, feeling like she was above the clouds. As he thrust rocked faster and faster, Arli aggressively kissed her soon-to-be husband’s lips. Groaning and moaning between their lips as Eddie now thrust his cock upwards against her small, tight pussy. Venom liked this new pleasuring feeling as he then fingered her clit with the tip of one of his tentacles. This made Arli fall off the edge, feeling her climax was about to burst soon.

“Eddie… Venom, FUCKKK!!!!” she moaned out, feeling both their orgasms burst as Eddie rocked out his semen inside of her warm canal.

Not long after, Eddie, Arli, and Venom felt relaxed catching their breaths while she rested on top of Eddie’s chest. Hearing his now steady relaxed heartbeats, while he caressed his hand up and down behind her back. Venom then gave a small kiss on top of Arli’s head as he removed a small lock of her hair behind her right ear.

“Arli, do you feel ok? You don’t feel hurt or anything that seems wrong?” Venom said while Eddie placed a kiss on top of her head, feeling his warm chest rising up and down on the side of her face.

“I feel good Venom. I got to say that was the best sex that we three have ever had. We should do it more often in the future, which I enjoyed ever so much. My boys, where would I be if I didn’t have you two in it in my life? I’m grateful for the two of you so much. Thank you for everything tonight,” Arli said, feeling her eyes drooping off to sleep while hearing both boys say “you're welcome,” in unison.

“Arli, are you sleeping? Eddie is she awak-.”

”Shh V, she is sleeping. Let’s not make too much noise. Either way, I’m beat too. We should all go to bed, still my birthday gift was better than yours,” Eddie said as he pulled up the white blankets over his and Arli’s body, giving her another kiss on her forehead.

”No, mine was much more delicious and edible than those red plant things, the silver ring and those small covers you humans call “books,” Venom said in a little tantrum which Eddie ignored as he closed his eyes while a big smile was glued to his face.

“I got no time for this and I’m going to ignore you now, so goodnight V,” he said as he hugged Arli close to him, hearing a low hum coming out from her.

I love you so much, my Arli Brock.”

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04x06 “A Little Father-Daughter Chat” - June 11, 2021

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Prompt #27: Intermission

The Azim Steppe Some weeks after the raid on Castrum Occidens

C’arliani Khilo - C’arli to her friends, Arli to her loves - had not slept in weeks.  Guilt, an old and familiar presence had settled its discomforting weight on her shoulders and whispered in her ear about spears and explosions, of war and murder, and of the trail of blood and chaos she left in her wake.

It had not taken her long to reach the Steppe and its infinite sky, glittering with stars from another part of the world she had not seen from her comfortable balcony in the home she had made with a man that she loved.  Here, amongst the biting chill of the air and the familiar scent of wildgrass and horses it was the furthest she could possibly be from the life she had fled from in the dead of night, unable to bear the consequences of her actions.

She removed her helm and let it fall to the grass, looking up at the sky.  Gone was the thick mail coat in her favorite color, replaced with the black chromite that kept her heart guarded and hardened against the world.  Gone was her long hair, hewn with a knife to as to remove any distractions.  It would be her, her blade, and her armor - until she finally found some kind of release.  

“I did not think I would find you in the Steppe again,” a voice said from the darkness.  “Not alone.”

C’arli turned as her greatsword but leapt into her hand, flaring with the aether from the soul contained therein.  

“I won’t come as easily as I did the last time,” she snapped back, the familiar voice drawing an equally familiar rage from deep within the Miqo’te’s breast.  “Why are you here?”

The Xaela that stepped closer was dressed in a much more Eorzean style; long pants and thick boots instead of bare feet and bare legs.  She wore a vest dyed in red in contrast to her dark skin, but it was the white hair cut just as short as C’arli’s that drew the attention.  The Xaela carried no weapon - she didn’t need one as she was the weapon, eternally coiled and ready to strike.

“Because a Mol told me I should,” Houlikhan replied.  “To deliver a message.”

The Borlaaq warrior looked to the sky, drinking in the ocean of stars with a breath and releasing the tensions of the day as she exhaled.  The grasslands hushed as the weight of the Dusk Mother’s attention bore down upon them both.

“...The Mol,” C’arli replied.  “What did they say?”

“That you would not find your forgiveness here,” Houlikhan replied simply.  “Nor with those who follow your steps.”

“I wasn’t looking for that here,” the Miqo’te said, bending down to scoop up a veiled helmet.  The scars on her back ached.  Everything ached.  Yet, she could not sleep.  

“You were looking to die,” Houlikhan replied with a smile.  “In glorious battle with the Borlaaq, or the Dotharl, or the Oronir, but most likely the Adarkim, who would weigh you down with numbers.  The Mol told me this, too.”

“Of course they did,” C’arli snorted.  Cronus fizzled out, and the Miqo’te replaced the weapon on her back.  “Fine.  Where will I find what I want?”

Houlikhan crossed her arms and said nothing.  C’arli could swear she was enjoying this.  

The silence stretched into seconds, then minutes.  Houlikhan’s expression went from stone, to smug, to delighted outright as her stubborn nature wrestled with C’arli��s, and neither would give ground.  Unless the stalemate was broken by word or by deed, it would be broken with the rise of the Dawn Father whom chased the Dusk Mother across the sky.  Indeed, it was half an hour before the Miqo’te sighed and her shoulders slumped.

“I am asking the wrong question,” she said, looking to the sky, and then to the mountains which would be bathed in Azim’s light in a few hours.

“You are,’ Houlikhan agreed.

“...What do the Mol suggest?” C’arli asked.

“The gods tell you to honor the dead,” Houlikhan replied, her voice quiet but sure.  “Only when you have done so will the answers lie in reach.”

“Which ones among the pile?” the Miqo’te asked in a bitter tone, fortified with self loathing.

Houlikhan Borlaaq did not answer, as she had long since left the chromite-clad woman to the gods and the sky.

[eaglesfans]

In 2002 Glenn Frey guested on Arli$$ as a former star quarterback turned politician. Too bad Wonder Pants never caught on. #glennfrey #arliss #hbo https://www.instagram.com/p/CDeKCCKMz0S/?igshid=rkd6c6k86u3i

[distinguishednachotale]

Home

Soft music played in the background, Ed Sheeran’s voice playing softly while you folded small socks together. Occasionally you stopped to smell the soft fabric, the fabric softener leaving an aroma of lavender behind. You smiled to yourself looking around the nursery both you and your Husband had designed together, hours of online shopping while cuddled up together in your bed. Neither one of you wanting to share your pregnancy with the rest of the world, you wanted to keep this time and this moment between you both. Grey walls, with white panelling on the longest wall where an oak timber cot was pushed against it. Two name plaques sat in the wardrobe for the known-gender baby, one for either option waiting to be hung above the cot after the baby arrived.

Of course you left the house, the clothes you wore before your pregnancy were typically oversized and flowing, no one was the wiser of your abdomen slowly growing over the last thirty five weeks. The week before you had been sitting on the soft plush carpet watching your Husband hang artwork on the wall, laughing as he tried to get it as even as he could.

You often found Taron laying on the tufted rug when he wasn’t working just taking in the ‘feel’ of the nursery, thinking about all of the memories he was looking forward to making with his Son or Daughter. Often he would emerge with a small change he wanted to make to the Nursery, a question for to ask the Midwife at the next appointment or just came out to tell you how excited he was to meet your child. You had travelled with Taron while doing press work for Rocketman, you were early on in your pregnancy dealing with mild morning sickness but it would strike at any stage during the day. Whenever Taron heard you become ill he would sit near you, knowing you hated nothing more than being touched while you were sick. When you were done he would pass you mouth wash rub calming circles on the small of your back while you leaned into him for a hug.

He was born to be a Father, you knew this from the moment you saw him with his younger sisters. A natural paternal instinct was always there. Interrupted from your thoughts, a pair of arms crept around you core and a warm body pressed gently against your back.

“Love, it’s two o’clock in the morning, you should be resting.” Soft lips pressed against your temple, lingering as he took in the scent of your freshly washed hair. “How long have you been awake for?” He worried about you, the last three or more nights you had been woken up by pains - surges you preferred to call them. They always fizzled out, your Midwife assured you they were just practice contractions and pre-labor pains that could last for weeks.

“I’m okay, just the same as last night.” You smiled, turning in his arms while your small yet round abdomen pressed lightly against his stomach. “It’s already slowing down again.” Standing on your toes, you wrap your arms around his neck swaying and humming as another surge comes over your body. Knowing what you need Taron sways slowly with you, closing his eyes and not wanting to watch your face while you’re in pain. As much as you hid the pain behind your emerald green eyes, he knew you better than anyone else and knew the subtle signs of your pain. The way you played with your own fingers on the nape of his neck, the way you turned your head slightly to the side with a slight frown, the small gaspy breaths occasionally.

Throughout the last thirty five weeks, Taron had watched you read and listen to podcasts about calm birthing, wanting to keep this entire pregnancy as calm and natural as possible. Initially you had mentioned a home birth, Taron was deeply concerned about this, eventually you both agreed on a birthing centre focused around natural births instead of a clinical hospital environment. Before pregnancy you had fueled your body with healthy foods, occasional treats and always a bottle of water by your side while Taron found it harder to deny himself sweet treats. Throughout the pregnancy he watched you as you kept fueling your body to grow your little Human as strong as possible, you kept moving your body while doing pregnancy yoga and always kept your pregnancy glow. He felt pregnancy suited you in every way possible.

“Take me to bed?” You yawn against his chest as the surge passes. The two of you made your way back to the king sized bed, but only briefly as another build up of pain begins in your body the minute your head hits the pillow. Natural instinct kicks in, you find yourself on your hands and knees rocking slightly to alleviate the pain in your back.

“That wasn’t long between, love. Only three or so minutes. Do you want me to run a bath and call Gracie?” Shaking your head he continues, “I think we need the midwife to come check you, love.” He insists, as you hum through the longer lasting pain. Knowing what you need is warm water around your aching body Taron runs he bath anyway, keeping it at a safe temperature he helps you remove your sleepwear and lower into the bath. Another surge, even closer. “Love, tell me, how long has this been happening?”

“An hour or so,” You confess, groaning as you rise to your knees. “I thought it would stop.” Taron removes the shower head and holds the tap so warm water splashes directly on your lower back. The pain is increasing with each surge, the contractions coming closer together.

“Gracie is on her way…” Taron steps back into the bathroom to see you have removed yourself and are leaning against the bathroom sink, wearing nothing but your silk bathrobe. The small noises coming from your lips let him know you’re in the midst of another contraction and wouldn’t be able to form words. He did however notice a constant flow of water running down your legs, a slight hint of pink tinting the white floor mat. The books told him amniotic fluid could be pink tinged, it wasn’t a worry. “I guess this is time, Arlie.” He says to you as you rise slightly, a smile making its way back to your face as the contraction ends. Looking up at the mirror before you, you see your Husband standing here in nothing but his sweatpants.

“How far off is Gracie, Taron? Because I need to push.” You groan, more pain pushing through your body and an intense pressure suddenly appearing. Panic hits like a tonne of bricks, holding your hand he lowers you to the ground gently. Without hesitation he calls for emergency help, he knows Gracie is a good forty or more minutes away but a paramedic team could be here in five minutes. “This isn’t the plan, Taron, this isn’t the plan.” Small sobs escape your lips, the calm you had felt for the last hour and a half is out the window. You’re scared. This is too early at thirty five weeks, your Midwife isn’t even here, it’s happening much too fast. Everything is a blur.

“Arlie, look at me, take a deep breath okay. The paramedics are on their way, lights and sirens. You can do this, Love. You have been preparing your body for this for months. I’m here.” Opening your eyes to meet the eyes of your Husband, he has put his own fears aside to get you through this. On the other end of the phone you can hear the voice of a woman asking Taron questions, he nods at you and helps open your legs for him as you lean back. Nothing about this felt unnnatural, some woman would hate to have their husbands look while in labor, but you feel nothing but safe with Taron. “… no I can’t see a head, but I can see…” He trails off, his stomach sinks and his blood runs cold. “Ma’am I see a foot, I think. Please tell them to hurry.”

You let out a choked sob, another contraction and the urge to push becoming stronger as you fight against it. You know you cannot push, you need a medical team here to save your baby.

“Sir we have an emergency team coming now, they should be minutes away. One of the medics on board is a maternity specialist.”

Something gives and your body begins to involuntarily push, you breathe through it trying to not push but as your body betrays your mind it cannot be stopped.

“… okay, love I need you to push as hard as you can. We have to get the baby out.” Locking eyes with Taron you shake your head, no. “Arlie, look at me, you are strong. You need to do this.” A small cry escapes your lips as you push with everything that you have, a hand presses against your vagina as instructed to try and prevent tearing. “Okay the feet are out,” Another pain surges through your body and you moan softly pushing with everything that you have, no movement from the baby further out as you feel sweat beading on your forehead. You pull yourself up with your Husband’s help, knowing gravity could help you both Taron kneels beneath you as you squat slightly and push again. The pain becomes unbearable, a burning pain you cannot describe has you panting louder than before.

“Yes Ma’am, the body is coming out…” Your legs shake slightly as you bare down, and feel a release. “It’s here, it’s here…” He says into the phone as you look down to see Taron cradling a baby in his hands, he is rubbing a towel over the little one to try and get a noise from it.

You can vaguely hear the voice on the other end of the phone asking Taron questions, you can feel paramedics lower you to the floor safely but you cannot hear your baby cry. All you can feel is a heaviness take over your body as your eyes force themselves closed.

“… is doing well, responding to everything very well for thirty five weeks. I’ll bring the baby by shortly.” The unfamiliar voice explains.

“Thank you.” Hearing the familiar voice of your husband and his hand over yours beckons you to open your eyes to see him. “Hey you.”

“Hi,” You rasp, your throat dry. “I guess we had that home birth.” You smile softly, your eyes welling up. Not from happiness, but sadness and shock. The birth had been fast, much faster than you anticipated. You had no idea the baby had turned breach, a foot first birth would have had you at the hospital with the first pain had you known. “I’m so sorry..”

“Shh, no no. Don’t be sorry Arlie, you were so brave.” Warm lips press against your hand as he squeezes reassuringly, that’s when you notice the two IV’s you have, one in either arm. “You’re having a transfusion at the moment, Love. You lost a lot of blood after the placenta came out. Plus some fluid to keep you hydrated.”

“Is the Baby okay?”

“Yes, Love. She,” He beams with excitement telling you the gender of your baby. “is absolutely perfect. Tiny, though. I had no idea how little she would be.”

”What does she weigh?” Wincing as you sit up a little, pain radiating around your pelvis. Helping adjust you in the bed, he proudly tells you your little girl weighs a tiny four pounds eight ounces but has a head full of black hair. Nervously Taron did tell you that despite him doing what he was told, he was unable to prevent you from tearing and you were now sporting stitches to help you recovery, you could see he felt awful about it. “Honey, you’re not a Doctor. You got our Daughter out, I don’t mind a few stitches-”

“It’s definitely more than a few…” He cringed biting his lip.

“Hello, there’s someone here to see you!” Looking over you both saw a middle aged woman in cheery scrubs wheeling in a bassinet with a small bundle in it. Taron adjusted your bed and pillows to help you sit up comfortably, he helped lower your gown slightly so you could have your daughter cradled against your skin. Taron placed the sleeping infant onto the bed, taking the swaddled blanket off her and placing your daughter gently against your waiting skin before placing the blanket back over her back for warmth. Your breath caught in your throat as you took in her tiny features, she had your dark hair, Taron’s ears, your olive skin and his nose.

The click of a cellphone camera capturing this moment drew your attention up to Taron, tears welling in his blue eyes as he saw his two girls having their first moment together. Taron had gotten to hold your daughter skin to skin the whole way to the hospital while you were being tended to in the ambulance. The entire time he stared at her in total disbelief that he delivered his daughter on the bathroom floor.

“So next time,” Taron starts. “Lets get you to the hospital when the pains first start.”

“That sounds like a great idea Midwife Taron.” You tease with a smile.

[karliesstyle]

Nothings more personal than the relationship between you and your body (x) | New York City, NY | October 25, 2019

Re/Done ‘Relaxed Straight Jeans No. 24RS157590’ - $280.00 sold out

Arlie must have searched very long for the loose boyfriend pants in her closet as she was last seen wearing them in 2017!

Also worn: Leaving her apartment and at the Pancake Pantry

Worn with: The Kit Undergarments bra, HYKE coat and Dior bag

[benvanderbilt]

TITLE: Fool Me Twice, Shame On Me. LOCATION & DATE: Arlo’s Place & Early New Year’s Day (1/01/19) SUMMARY: After a night of drinking and getting high, Ben gets busted. However, that doesn’t stop him from resisting. AKA Benjamin Vanderbilt is an idiot.  TRIGGERS:  Oding, mentions of drug use, mentions of arrest and jail

It was destiny that he had run into Chessie or Arlo. Or rather, that they had ran into him. Or met him in the same room. Whatever. And now he was feeling this high all over again. It felt like wind on a crisp fall day to him. He felt something he hadn’t felt in two years. He was pretty damn out of it but it’s not like he really knew that. He thought that he was completely coherent. 

Then when Chessie went down, it didn’t hit him much. It should’ve brought him back to reality. Instead, he just saw her go down without it registering. He then spent the rest of the night, away from others. With a little baggie tucked away in his pocket. How it got there, he wasn’t sure but he knew he’d save it for a good time. 

When uninvited guests made their way in, Ben tried to quickly get up from the floor but pretty much stumbled over. 

“Hey, hey, hey. What are you doing?” He asked, his words completely slurred. Next thing he knew he was against the wall with his hands behind is back. 

“If you fellas wanted some too, all you had to do was ask.” He announced as they searched his suit. Fuck. The counsequences of his actions weren’t something he was really thinking about, his thought process was blurred but he knew that this probably wasn’t good. He should’ve just fucking left with King when they were talking about it. Now Ben was stuck in a god damn mess with no one to save his ass. Talk about being a Damsel in Distress. 

“We were making it snow since it’s not even cold outside!” He exclaimed, not helping his case. He was told to be quiet immediately but he couldn’t shut the fuck up. The adrenaline rushing through him was warping his judgment completely. Maybe this was a nightmare. Maybe he was dreaming. That could be the case. He was a heavy sleeper. This could’ve just been his guilt. Yes, that made the most sense. This couldn’t have been real. 

“Can Olivia Benson at least arrest me?” He asked one of the cops as they took him off the wall. The Miranda Rights being read to him were muffled. He couldn’t hear shit. It sounded like a bunch of idiots in a room talking. “These handcuffs are really tight.” He made it seem like he was talking to old buddies. There was no filter. He was just blurting whatever the hell he was thinking. Next thing he knew, he was being led by a police officer out of the building. It felt worse than the walk of shame. At least with the walk of shame, you weren’t being carried out by police officers. Fuck this.

The worst part was getting booked, and telling him that he had one phone call. He couldn’t call his mom, he hadn’t spoken to her in two years. He couldn’t call his sister. Besides, he knew he was going to call King. However, he wasn’t sure what the results of his actions would do to her or them. They were here for Ben to make amends, not to get actually arrested this time. But he had to suck it up to get the fuck out of here. That meant putting on his big boy pants and calling his wife.