#but aaaahhhhh I miss this place

[a-crepusculo]

hi.

how’s everyone? 👀

[melverie]

Aaaaaaahhhhhhhh today I've been constantly experiencing the urge to un-private today-in-the-devildom & start writing for it again

[julysn]

there’s a place for us in a dirty movie | dilf!kyle x fem!reader

𝓢ynopsis ⋆ After a long day of work and taking care of your children, you and your husband end the evening in bed.. and maybe end up making another kid.

𝓘ncludes slightly ooc!𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂!dilf!kyle / submissive top (?) kyle.. idk where i was going with this. / spoiler he rips your panties off with your teeth. / slight praise / you have two kids together / breeding / milf!reader / handjobs / probably didn’t cook. maybe i burned the meal. let me know

𝓦ord 𝓬ount ⋆ ≈4000

𝓝otes ⋆ dunno what i was cooking LMFAO i wrote this during class and i’m pretty sure the cute guy next to me noticed.. also sorry for inactivity!! yk how school is. HAPPY TRAIL DILF KYLE !!!!!!!! AAAAHHHHH

what motivated me 2 write this was there being not a lot of second person smut on kyle :,( can we all agree that first person SUCKS 4 smut 😭 | ao3 link

You sat there in bed, head tilted slightly and eyes lazily gazing into the screen of your television. Your kids were all asleep and tucked in nicely, and you were now waiting patiently for your husband to come home from work.

You and Kyle Broflovski have been married for about four years, and you loved him dearly. You’d give him the world and the moon if you could. The way your life turned out felt like a dream come true—you were living comfortably, had adorable children running around the house, and were in the most perfect relationship ever. It felt surreal.

A soft yawn escapes your lips as your gaze drifts from the TV to the door, before you reach over to the nightstand and pick up your phone. It was about time for him to come home, and you couldn’t deny the little flutter in your chest at the thought of him being back in bed with you. Even though you two were now married, whenever you looked—or, hell, thought about him, your heart rate would slowly pick up its pace and a smile would develop on your lips. It reminded you of your highschool years and when the two of you first began liking each other.

You remembered the day the two of you went on your first date together. Junior year, on a snowy day during December. The two of you were supposed to go to the local Buca di Faggocini for dinner, but it ended up snowing so badly that it was impossible to drive. Kyle decided to walk down to your house because the two of you were practically neighbors, and you both ended up sitting by the fireplace, bodies curled up into an embrace as you watched a movie.

Then there were the basketball games. You only attended them once you and Kyle started to date, and they were fun to watch. Or maybe it was fun because you just gazed at him the entire time. You loved seeing SPHS win, loved seeing the bright smile on his face whenever his team won—which was practically every game, since the other schools in the area couldn’t compare to the athleticism of South Park High—and seeing him celebrate.

Most of your favorite high school memories involved him in some way, whether it be you and Stan’s friends skipping class, or him just being in the background of your fondest moments. You two were truly meant to be.

Sinking deeper into an ocean of thoughts, you almost barely missed the sound of the doorknob twisting, the creak of the door shaking you out of your nostalgia.

“Hey.” You give Kyle a nonchalant smile, hints of tenderness in your expression as you desperately tried to hide the fact that you were practically smiling and giggling at the thought of him. He’d tease you if he knew.

But he could already tell.

Oh, he knew everything about you. Not in a creepy way, of course, but spending so much time with you over the years and watching the two of you grow from angsty, chaotic teens in high school to mature, intelligent adults caused him to learn little things about you. Your little habits, how you’d always try to act relaxed around him even after being married—when in reality you were thinking about him, every little thing. He noticed it, and he loved it. He loved you, loved every little thing you did and said.

“Have you been thinking about me?” Kyle asks, voice soft and smooth as he walks over to you and places a hand on your cheek, lightly cupping it as he leaned down and gave you a kiss on the forehead.

You practically melted at his oh-so-sweet gesture, even if you were used to it by now. He was just so sweet and perfect, the definition of husband material. It sounded crazy, but you were thankful that he was yours, no one else’s. You’d do anything to keep him as yours. You couldn’t help but let your lips curl into a wide smile, a soft blush blanketing your cheeks.

“Yeah.” The truth slips from your lips, and you watch with a sweet, lovestruck gaze as he turns away from you and pulls his shirt off, the softest hint of red climbing up your cheeks.

Kyle’s body was divine, comparable to the likes of Greek gods. He had the perfect set of abs; his athleticism from his high school years etched into his waist like an everlasting memory. Small, slightly noticeable veins ran down his arms, and your eyes fell upon his happy trail. You had to bite your lip to conceal the bit of drool that threatened to spill out, your gaze sliding down the way his hair led down to his genitals.

That was the father of your children. And you couldn’t be more grateful.

You watch him with an almost intense gaze, eyes glued to the sight before you as he balls up his shirt and tosses it into your laundry basket, carefully unbuckling his belt and slipping it off of his pants as he places it on the dresser and pulls his pants down, leaving himself in his boxers. You can’t help but stare as he opens the drawer and picks up a pair of comfy shorts, slipping the fabric around his legs and pulling it up to hug his pretty waist.

Ugh, he was so pretty. Kyle Broflovski was the prettiest man to ever grace the earth with his mere presence. You weren’t exaggerating, that was genuinely how you felt. He aged like fine wine, still as handsome as he was in his teenage years.

God, you could remember the first day you laid eyes on him. Sophomore year, the first day of school.

You had moved to South Park with your parents over the summer, and stepping into South Park High, your eyes were greeted with chaos. It was comforting, in a way, since your last school was stricter than a Mormon’s life.

You were then approached by a group of four boys, one of them being a kid with curly red hair and little freckles on his cheeks. He stood there awkwardly, not saying too much as two of the guys hit on you while one of them just introduced himself and the guys.

You glanced at him occasionally, mentally noting each feature he had. Not to be a creep. But he was pretty. Tousled red hair that slightly covered his eyes. Pale, freckled skin. Mossy green eyes. A defined jawline, unlike one of his friends that was currently trying to impress you. The softest hint of a blush on his nose—was it a cold, or just natural?

After the other three boys had left, the curly-haired teen offered to walk you to class, and you let him. I mean, this was a new school, and you needed help to get around. When the both of you began to walk to your first class, you two instantly hit it off.

And the rest was history.

Falling deeper and deeper into an abyss of nostalgic memories and thoughts, you barely noticed as Kyle slid into bed beside you, letting out a heavy sigh as he relaxed against the soft pillows and comforters. You barely noticed the stress etched into his features, deep in your love for him.

“Y/N?” His voice snaps you out of your thoughts, and you turn from staring at the wall to face him.

When you looked at him, you stole his breath away. Kyle couldn’t believe that you were real. You were an angel, someone worthy of becoming a model. The prettiest wife he could’ve ever asked for. His eyes drifted down to the way your top showed a bit of your cleavage, drifting down to your thighs, the sight of you causing a rush of blood to immediately run down to his penis.

“Yeah?” You tilt your head, looking him up and down. Damn.

Before he could reply, he watched as your eyes trailed down his body, silently admiring his muscles and pale, freckled skin when your eyes drifted down to the growing bulge in his shorts.

Immediately, you spoke, a finger pointing down at his crotch. Your mouth moved faster than your mind. “You want me to take care of that?”

And immediately, you regretted it. The way you said it caused a wave of embarrassment to wash over your consciousness as a blush crept up your cheeks and blanketed your skin.

Kyle blushes too, his cheeks turning a gorgeous shade of red that rivaled his hair as he stutters for a moment. Even though you two had been together for years, the thought of you performing such acts on him always caused a certain heat to rise up to his face.

Silence descends upon the two of you, the soft hum of the television filling the air as he slowly leaned in and captured your lips in a passionate embrace. You didn’t even need a verbal response or a nod of the head to know what he wanted, you just knew.

He wanted you.

Kyle’s arms wrapped around your waist, your hands on his cheeks as your tongues clashed and fought in a battle of control and dominance.

And he was winning.

Your eyes fluttered shut as you melted into the kiss, letting him deepen it as he pulled you onto his lap and slid his hands down to cup your ass, calloused fingers digging into your flesh. Soft whimpers escape his lips as he kisses you desperately, wanting more, needing more of you.

One of your hands slipped down from his cheek down to his thigh, gently squeezing it as you tugged his shorts down and freed his erection from the prisons of fabric. Kyle let out a soft, pretty moan as your fingers gently brushed against his tip, sending shivers crawling up his spine. Pre-cum was already dripping down his cock, the perfect substance to use as lubricant.

“Fuck, oh my god..” His deep, breathless groans encourage you, motivating you to go him, motivating you to wrap your hand around his shaft and pump up and down, pre-cum coating your fingers as you do so.

As you stroke his dick, arousal begins to pool in your stomach. Fuck. He looked so pretty like this, desperate for you to continue your handjob, desperate to finally cum and feel your cunt around his cock. You could feel yourself getting wetter and wetter just at the thought of the two of you having sex again.

A soft giggle escapes your lips as you stroke his cock, motions beginning to accelerate as you smile cheekily. “Am I making you all worked up, baby?”

Kyle rolls his eyes playfully and flashes you a smile, still able to look as charming as ever even while you were jerking him off. “Maybe.”

You continue your motions, the thought of causing him to climax, or, in other words, to fall off of the edge of heaven motivating you to no end. Each stroke got faster, harder, better as he threw a hand over his mouth to muffle his moans.

The kids are still asleep, you thought, biting your lip anxiously as you occasionally glanced at the door. It was locked, but the kids might knock on the door or cry to get your attention. I hope they don’t ruin this for us.

Your free hand lifts, fingers lazily drawing circles around Kyle’s nipples as he looks down at you, eyes pleading for more.

“Y/N, please, I’m about to cu—“

His muffled warning was too late, as before he could even finish speaking, he ejaculated all over your hand. Kyle let out a deep groan into the palm of his hand, milky white cum flowing down your hand to his balls as his hips buck upwards.

You pull back, slumping against the soft comforters as you lick his semen off of your fingers. The silence was deafening, and you could’ve sworn there was a ringing in your ears. Tinnitus, maybe? Or was it really that quiet?

“So… do you want to go to sleep now?” You ask sheepishly, rubbing the back of your neck as you stand up from the bed and walk over to the dresser.

You begin pulling your shorts down and slipping them off of your ankles, the soft fabric brushing against your skin. Just as you place them on the dresser, you feel his arms wrap around you, his calloused fingers tugging at your panties.

“I need you so fuckin’ bad..” Kyle mumbles against your neck, pulling you into him as his teeth graze against your neck. A soft, almost whiny moan leaves your lips as his hands squeeze your thigh before sliding up to your hips.

He pushes you down onto the bed, hovering over your figure as his teeth nibble on your flesh. You whine and gasp, looking down at him as his lips descended your chest to your waist, to your hips, pressing kisses everywhere he went. He was really desperate for you, wasn’t he?

“Oh god..” You moan breathlessly, eyes glued to the way Kyle kisses your hips, eyes glued to the sight of his lips exploring your body. He looked so pretty like this, all desperate to fuck you.

“You’re so pretty.” He comments absentmindedly, busy with ravishing your body, not even realizing the words that slipped from his mouth as his fingers gently caress your skin.

Kyle’s teeth found the waistband of your panties, tugging on them slowly as his tongue darted out to tease you with soft, quick flicks to the skin. Just as you relaxed from his ministrations, he pulls back and you yelp, feeling the fabric snap off of your skin.

“You better pay for that.” You frown, crossing your arms and glaring down at him.

“I will, Y/N. Promise.” He whispers against your ear, leaning in to kiss your temple. You smile at his affectionate action, caught off guard when he starts to rub his member against your entrance, shaft sliding up and down your clit.

“Ohmygodohmygodohmygod,” You babble out mindlessly, the sensations of Kyle’s cock in-between your folds sending a wave of pleasure throughout your body. He always felt so good.

Loud, breathless moans escape your lips as his hands gently fondle your breasts, his thumb twirling against your nipples. His erect member slid up and down, up and down, torturing you as you waited impatiently for him to slide inside you.

“Shh, darling. Hold still.” Kyle whispers, leaning down to capture your lips into a kiss, your tongues pirouetting and tangoing sloppy as you try to maintain your composure, failing when he was teasing you so good like this.

You let his tongue explore your mouth and muffle your moans, letting him explore each and every single crevice he could come across and memorize the taste of your tongue against his.

Finally, after what felt like years of waiting, Kyle pulls back from you, ending the kiss as he hastily reaches over to the nightstand and grabs a condom out of the drawer. You watch through your eyelashes as he rips the wrapper open, tugging the condom over his shaft as he flicks the wrapper away and turns back to you.

“Are you sure we’re going to need that?” You ask slyly, finger aimed at the condom on his cock. “I wouldn’t mind another kid.”

It was a bold suggestion, but you just had to say it, you just needed to let it out. It’d be nice to have another one, and he was such a good father, it was unreal.

Kyle stares at you dumbfounded, a soft red hue rising up to his cheeks. It sounded like a good idea, in all honesty—your eldest was five, youngest being three. Maybe it was time for another baby..

After a few moments of hesitation, he starts to slip the condom off of his shaft, tossing it aside. “You ready, sweetheart?”

You nod so quickly your head would’ve probably fallen off, eager to have him inside you.

Kyle slowly pushes himself inside of you, gripping your hips as he fills your insides. He was quite large and hard, so it always felt amazing to have him pushing himself past your folds and into your canal. You squirmed in delight, throwing your head back against the pillows as he rolls his hips forward.

“Kyle-!” You moan, pearls of sweat dotting your hairline as he goes deeper and deeper, pumping into you with increasing intensity. Your eyes roll back, your fingers finding the bedsheets and tightening their grip on the fabric.

“You’re so pretty..” He moans, leaning down as his lips latch around one of your nipples, tongue swirling around your areolas as your body writhes underneath him.

Kyle’s thrusts find a steady pace, his hands gripping your hips as he gently sucks on your breasts. You squirm and moan, pleasure coursing through your veins as he starts to tease you, teeth grazing across your chest. His cock pushes in and out of you, in and out, in and out again as the sounds of his balls slapping against your clit fill the air. The kids better not be awake.

“You’re so tight and wet, babe.” The nickname slips out of his lips like he’s wanted to say it forever, but can’t bring himself to. You smile a bit, though, a small smile gracing your lips while he continues to pump his shaft deep into you.

You’re so distracted, distracted by the feeling of each and every thrust in and out of you, distracted by his tongue sucking on your chest, leaving hickeys in areas no one else could see, so distracted that your moans slowly get louder and louder to the point that your children could hear.

Kyle takes notice of this, pulling back and pressing his lips against yours in a quick attempt to silence you. It works, as his tongue swirls around yours and he explores your mouth again, loving how you tasted and how you felt around him.

Once he finally ends the kiss, pulling back and gazing at your figure as you writhe and squirm under him, he places his hand over your mouth so his palm could muffle your moans.

You’re losing your breath, the feeling of his hips brushing against yours and his cock pounding into you sending waves of ecstasy to your core. Soft, breathless whimpers leave your lips, eyes fluttering shut and back arching forward as his hands come up to fondle your breasts.

Kyle’s close, oh so close, oh so close to hitting his climax. He’s going to explode, and it becomes more and more evident as his thrusts begin to increase in speed, cock sliding in and out of your entrance as quickly as he physically could.

“Fuck, I’m gonna..” His words slide off his tongue without its sentence even being completed, cock swelling slightly as he begins to cum. You feel full, full of your husband, the love of your life.

Kyle groans as semen spills into you, penis twitching inside of you as a sense of warmth fills your being. This felt exquisite, divine, like your body was made only for the purpose of being pleased and pleasing your one and only.

Once he’s finally done emptying his cum into you, he pulls out of you, sliding out of you and collapsing against your body lazily.

Kyle lays his head on your abdomen, letting out a soft hum as you run your fingers through his tousled hair. The moment was sweet and peaceful, a stark contrast to the events that had just transpired between the both of you.

Silence envelops your figures for a few seconds, the rush of pleasure slowly fading as he comes to a realization.

“Did you cum?” Kyle asks, looking up at you and cocking his head to the side. A wave of embarrassment washes over your being as you replay the moment and realize no, you didn’t. You didn’t cum at all.

“No..” You admit sheepishly, rubbing the back of your neck as he lifts his head from your stomach. He just wasn’t hitting the right spots when he was penetrating, and you didn’t make it obvious.

Kyle lifts his head, the thought of him finally making you cum once and for all sending a spark of blood rushing down to his groin. He presses a kiss to your lips as he quickly flips you onto your stomach.

You gasp as he presses his cock against your folds, feeling it grow and harden. “Fuck..”

A smirk grows on Kyle’s lips, and he leans down, tilting your head to face him, capturing your mouth in a passionate kiss, tongue swirling and spinning around yours.

Distracting you with his kisses, he effortlessly pushes past your entrance, filling you up and making you feel whole once again. You moan and whine, all of your noises muted by his tongue pushing past your teeth and exploring your mouth as if he hadn’t ever kissed you before.

Kyle hits the right spots perfectly, his mind focused on bringing you the most pleasure possible. You squirm and writhe, your arousal elevated by the way his tip tickles your g-spot with every thrust.

“Fuck—!” You cry out, burying your face into a pillow in an desperate attempt to muffle your sounds of delight. You just couldn’t keep quiet, no, not at all, not when he was fucking you like this. Not when he was fucking you so good.

You’re lost in a haze, a haze of satisfaction and pleasure, head empty except for thoughts of how good it felt whenever Kyle pumped into the right spots. You barely even notice his hand crawling up your scalp, fingers wrapping itself around the strands of your hair as he keeps your head buried in the comfort of your plush pillows.

He tugs on your hair, strong enough to lift your head to face him yet light enough to be barely painful, pulling your face closer to his so he could press kisses against your jawline.

Your noises of pleasure and gratification begin to crescendo as you feel yourself begin to climb to your peak, climbing to the climax as each thrust hit your g-spots perfectly. Your fingers curl around the bedsheets, gripping the fabric helplessly, feeling just so good, so satisfied with him filling your insides.

You felt whole again, like his dick was the one thing missing from the puzzle of you. Like he was the key to your soul, and sex was just the way you had to unlock your emotions.

“I’m gonna.. I’m—“

Your warning was abruptly interrupted as he pushed your head back down into the plush pillows and comforters. He knew he had to stop you from waking the kids.

“Just let it out for me, Y/N.” Kyle whispers against your skin, his voice sultry and smooth as his thrusts get deeper, harder, better.He was going to cum, and so were you.

Then, it happens.

You scream incoherently, screaming into the plush fluff of the pillows, screaming with pure delight. Indulgence crashes into you, your orgasm marking an end to your pursuit to climax. Your fingers tighten around the soft fabric, nails digging into your own palm, eyes rolling to the back of your head.

You knew that Kyle was exceptionally good in bed; he always was. But there was something special when the two of you did it this time, something special in the way he thrust into you, something special in the way his lips pressed against yours.

Maybe that something special was the excitement of attempting to create another child.

You sigh and relax against the sheets, panting and out of breath as he releases your hair and plops down beside you, trying to catch his breath. Sweat pools beneath your thighs as he nuzzles his face into your neck, exhaustion overcoming your senses.

“That was really nice..” You sigh heavily, pressing a tender kiss to his temple, looking down only to see that he had already dozed off, eyes shut and lips parted slightly as his soft breaths hit your skin.

Tonight was a night you knew you’d never forget.

[breathe-101]

The long drive home!

Characters: Jacob Scipio and writer.

Dear diary,


Hehehe, look at you and your nosy self.

There's some PG18 stuff I need to share.

As you were!


Sooooo, I’ve been dating Jacob for about six months now.

It was my idea to keep it private of course.

Honestly, after loving him from a distance for so long, I just wanted to give it a chance.

You know better than anyone that he's my first boyfriend.

It's exciting but I can't really say I'm not scared.

Just a little. Okay, maybe a lot.

Oh my days what the fork am I saying!


Anyway, having flown in this morning he insisted on picking me up after work.

I didn’t want him to cause man needed sleep.

The press tour was long and to expect anything from him now was just ridiculous.

We settled on spending the weekend together.

It’s been a hectic week and sleep was all I wanted really.

I don’t think coffee is the answer anymore, might just give myself heart failure at this rate.
 
Oooo and before we move on with the story, I actually said goodbye to my colleagues before leaving the office today.

Talk about progress.

Still don't really like them though.

Anyways, back to the story.


Jacobs black Jaguar pulled up out front.

Sprinting to the car, my first thought was to get the fuck out of there before my colleagues

had something to write about in the group chat.

Forget the butterflies of excitement welling up in my tummy, those villians gossip like fish wives.


Jumping in, there he was, you know.

After weeks of FaceTiming he was actually here.

‘Hi’ I whispered. It was all I could manage in that moment.

No judgement please!


Jacobs hair had grown longer.

Dark curls bouncing effortlessly as he moved his head, looking at me then the road again.

I hadn't even realised we’d started moving.

He had one hand on the wheel and the other now resting comfortably on my thigh giving it a slight squeeze.

You know that grip.

The one that makes you all giddy. Ahhhhh!!!


Okay, so. My eyes made their way down his face, his skin looked good.

Clear and somehow giving off a glow.

He didn’t have any makeup on having had the morning off.

I liked his bare face.

His almond eyes looked more defined against his now darker completion.

Guess the Florida sun agrees with him cause even his lashes looked longer.
The car came to a sudden stop.

Red light.

Lips parting slowly, his face turned towards me and he finally whispered,

‘Hi'. You knowwww, the way guys do when they want you to lean in closer cause you can't hear what they're saying.

Hmmmmm, I see you Jacob!


I watched him unable to speak.

I had so many things I wanted to tell him about

and so many questions to ask but, nothing.

I just happily stared at the amused expression on his face.

His scent filled my nose as he placed his hand on my cheek, outlining my brow then gliding down to rest on my neck.

‘I missed you' he whispered again.

Aaaahhhhh! (Hand on the chest level of excitement)


I followed his inspecting eyes as they made their way up my body.

Starting with my stocking covered legs, then a glance at my full thighs.

Eyes stopping at my chest, Jacob slowly released a deep breath then quickly looked me in the eye.

I could feel him moving closer, fingers caressing the short hair on the back of my neck.

Beeeeeeep!

His gaze sharply turned back to the road as the honking snapped us out of the moment.

Seriously!


It was a long drive to my apartment.

I'd just started a new job and hadn't found a closer place yet.

Note to self, get that sorted ASAP.

He'd packed a bag for the weekend and had several paper bags I didn't recognise.

I wanted to ask but exhaustion got the better of me.

We drove in silence.

Both of us reluctant to disturb the heavy tension in the air.

We'd said a few words about our weekend plans then continued an amusing dance of stealing glances at each other. 
This was all new to me. I'd never really liked someone this much.

I just wanted to touch him.

Feel the weight of his legs wrapped around me and rest my head on his chiseled chest.

He'd been working out.

I could tell. Jacobs arms had grown bigger more defined.

The dark T-shirt hugged his bicep as he loosely held the wheel.

I could see the outline of his abs under the fitted shirt.

His waist looked smaller against his broad shoulders.

His legs had grown bigger, leaner.

Jacob was holding my hand now, squeezing it lightly, stroking my finger with his thumb.

Keep it together girl!


We made a quick stop to get some snacks for the road then continued home.

The heavy atmosphere and smooth car ride made me drowsy.

I wanted to look at him longer but my eyes were fighting a losing battle.

I'd forgotten just how cute he was when he was happy.

Jacobs face broke into a mischievous smile, amused by the drowsy look on my face.


'I thought you were excited to see me. How dare you fall asleep.' He chuckled,

admiring my blushing face unaware of the Pervy thoughts flying around in there.

I let out a lazy laugh, pulling his warm hand closer to my chest.


Jacob moved his hand down to my legs, slowly caressing my inner thigh.

I looked up at him, eyes half closed.

The sky had grown dark, low lights hitting his face, outlining his now fuller beard.

He looked good, really good.

Jacobs hand slowly made its way further between my legs, strong fingers sliding their way against my tight stockings.

I shifted, slightly parting them in response.

Feeling a strong tug, they ripped making way for his fingers.

Hand lightly tracing the ladder paving its way down my inner thigh, his grip on the wheel tightened.


The car stopped.

Red light.

Taking advantage of the short pause, he leaned over, his face right up against mine.

Moving even closer, breathing heavily, I anticipated the feel of his warm, full lips... but he stopped. Such a tease!

His warm breath now flowed into my slightly parted lips.

I was struggling to keep my eyes open but I craved him.

I craved the mouth I hadn't felt for three weeks.

I wanted to bite his plump lip, feel him wince against me then aggressively come back for more.

Invading my mouth, not knowing where his saliva started and mine ended.

Licking the blood off his lip wanting more of him on my tongue.

Girrrrl who are you!

Holding my gaze, he slowly lowered my car seat then turned to face the road.

‘Rest.' He demanded.

The car started moving again.

‘You fiend' I muttered under my breath.


I could feel my body fully relax into the seat as sleep came over me.

But his hand started moving again this time moving closer .

Hhhmmmm This man will be the death of me, I swear.

I'd like to sleep now ,Sir. If you don't mind.'

He let out a deep chuckle, pinching my thigh in the process.

I jumped surprised by the sudden attack.

I smacked his hand and he chuckled again. 'Such a tease' I muttered accusingly.


The hand crept even closer caressing back and forth,

reaching its goal then moving away again.

The frustration from exhaustion and this slow seduction had my body screaming.

Eyes closed I grabbed his hand and slowly guided it up to where we both wanted it.

Parting my legs further, I arched my back, moving my hips higher up the seat to give him a better view.

‘I’d like to drive if you don't mind' his deep voice tugging at my stomach.

I chuckled leaning my head back giving him a good view of my now exposed throat.

‘You can have your hand back if you need it. You seem to be doing just fine with one'.

‘Hmmm' he reluctantly moaned in agreement.


The car stopped, another red light.

Sitting up, I moved closer to him.

Squeezing his hand tighter between my thighs.

I stared into his eyes, reflecting the GPS light. Moving his other hand off the wheel,

I placed it firmly around my throat, squeezing slightly.

We stared at each other desire hanging heavy in the small space.

Eyes barely open I parted my lips, releasing a slow breath, coated with the smell of Maltesers, his favourite.

My hot breath hit his lips then moved down to his throat.

I swallowed.

Making sure his hand felt every inch of the movement before moving it slowly down to my erect nipple.

Orange light.

Peeling his hand off my breast, I returned it to the wheel.

Moving away, I settled back into my seat, fully closing my eyes.

Green light.

‘You should drive Mr Scipio. Don't want to hold up traffic now do we?’

Running his fingers through his hair, eyes fixated on my charged body, Jacob slowly accelerated.

‘You f*cking tease' he breathed, pinching my thigh again as he turned to face the road.

PS: I’ll tell you the rest later xx

[dark-frosted-heart]

Clavis’ 4th Birthday Story (Part 2)

As usual, can’t guarantee 100% accuracy on this

Clavis: —Did you hear me, miss maid?

Emma: Ack?!

A shriek escaped my lips when Clavis’ face suddenly appeared before me.

Clavis: HAha, that was quite the reaction. You remind me of my fiancee�� 

Emma: How can I help you, King Clavis?

(That was close…I need to be careful)

Clavis: You looked like you froze up when you looked at Chevalier, so I thought I’d help ease your mind. 

Emma: …Thank you for your concern.

When I took a step back, Clavis got more in my face.

Clavis: By the way, I got a handsome face, you know?

Emma: Yes, yes, I understand. I will go make the tea now.

Clavis: Let me help.

Emma: No, please sit and wait, King Clavis— 

Clavis: You’re a new maid, aren’t you? I’ll teach you how to make the best tea.

Emma: No, no. I can’t trouble you like that— 

Clavis: Let’s go. Chev’s got a peculiar taste in tea.

(By the look on his face, he’s definitely up to something)

Though daily experience has me on guard when I get these kinds of hunches, I’m simply a maid at the moment.

I was in no position to stop royalty, so I followed after Clavis who happily walked ahead of me.

(How strange)

Clavis: Look, Chevalier. The new maid put her heart into brewing this tea. Make sure to drink it all.

(The tea’s color is different from the one I brewed!)

Although I prepared tea with Clavis together in the kitchen, some sort of mysterious liquid sloshed in the teacup placed before King Chevalier.

The tea that should’ve been a clear, amber color was instead dull and murky with some magnificent coloring as if several pigments had been mixed in.

(I was so on guard. When did he switch them?)

Chevalier sighed and reached for what he concluded was a “drink”—  

Emma: Um…Please wait!

I quickly withdrew the teacup before he could lift it and bowed my head.

Emma: I apologize…I must’ve made a mistake with the tea. I’ll brew a new one right away!

Clavis: Hahaha, look Chevalier. She’s so clever that you wouldn’t think she’s a new maid. I’m fascinated.

(I understand now)

(Clavis…He’s quite upset about the fact that he has to work do official business on his birthday)

The tea incident was only the beginning.

--

Emma: Please wait, King Chevalier!

On the way to perform an inspection after the meeting, I felt something strange on the ground and stood in his way.

Emma: …The path over there is shorter, allow me to show you the way.

Clavis: Hmm…

–

Emma: Please wait, King Chevalier!

As he was about to board the carriage after finishing the inspection, I felt something strange on the seats and stood in his way.

Emma: There appears to be something wrong with the carriage, so allow me to inspect it right away. If you can give me a few minutes…

Clavis: Oh?

--

Emma: Please wait, King Chevalier!

As he was about to stop by the embassy, something about the statue at the entrance felt off to me, so I stood in his way.

Emma: There may be a bomb planted in there, so please allow me to deal with it…!

Clavis: You’ll deal with it?

--

Emma: Ah, there’s also a pit trap there…Please wait!

--

Emma: Aaahh, there’s bananas falling from the sky so please wait!!

--

Emma: Wait, please wai—Aaaahhhhh

--

Clavis: For a new maid, I’m impressed by how well you know me. I must commend you.

Emma: …I’m honored.

(I’m…so tired…)

The physical and mental exhaustion made me want to jump into bed immediately.

However, it seemed that the foreign affairs faction’s work wasn’t over yet and I led them to their temporary office.

(It’s a miracle that King Chevalier’s not hurt…) 

(I managed to stop all of Clavis’ pranks)

As his fiancee, I was filled with an odd sense of accomplishment.

(...Clavis was on fire today and it felt fun stopping his pranks)

(It looked like he was having fun too…so that’s fine)

Emma: This is the room.

Clavis: Ah, thank you for your hard work. You can return to your room— 

Chevalier: You will be joining us.

(Huh, me?)

Clavis: …Miss maid is exhausted because of you.

Ignoring Clavis, King Chevalier opened the door to the office—

There, we were greeted by a dizzying stack of paperwork.

(Wow…)

Clavis: Did you know, Chevalier? It’s my birthday today.

Chevalier: What about it?

Clavis: …Haha, so this is your present to me, is it?

Chevalier: …

Clavis: Alright, step outside.

Emma: I’ll do my best to be of assistance!

Clavis: The new maid shouldn’t spoil him. He’ll only take advantage of you. I should at least stab him?

Emma: No you cannot!

Continuing to ignore us, Chevalier takes the documents in hand and begins dealing with them in a flash. 

(In any case, I need to work hard to make time to celebrate his birthday!)

--

(—How did this happen…)

[animelover28sworld]

When you gave birth

Ayato x female reader

Warning:none

I wrote this late at night so if it sucks it's because I was tired but still had the idea to write for ayato and I didn't want it to slip my mind

You know Ayato is a busy man being the Yashiro Commissioner and the head of the Kamisato Clan so you and Ayato knew that it would be difficult for ayato to be there while you give birth. Which almost happened.

You and Ayaka were having tea together while Ayato was in a meeting with the other commissioners so you don't have to feel alone. "So you're due any day?" Ayaka asked you. "Yep, and I can't wait." You told her, "and neither can ayato." "Well that makes me the third one, because I want to see my niece." Ayaka told you with a smile. "Well uh you don't have to wait long, because my water just broke." You told her. "Okay, uh Thoma go get my brother." Ayaka told Thoma. "But Waka in a meeting." Thoma told her. "GAAAH." You screamed. "THOMA NOW!" Ayaka told him. "o-okay." He told her as he rushed out the door.

He knocked on the door where the meeting was taking place. "can I help you Thoma?" Ayato asked him, he didn't sound too pleased to interrupt him during a meeting. "Lady Y/N has just gone into labor." Thoma told him. His eyes widen. "NOW?" He asked Thoma. "Yes now Waka." Thoma told him. 'why now?!' Ayato thought to him as he looked at the commissioners and back at Thoma worrying which is more important, but he made up his mind. "I am sorry gentlemen, but I have to attend this emergency." He told the commissioners. Which they understood, though some of them don't have kids and some of them do they understand how big of a day this is. So he rushed out of the door into their room and saw Y/N. "Hey I'm here." Ayato told you as he grabbed your hand, "how much did I miss?" "Not that much." The midwife told him. "Y/N how are holding up?" Ayato asked you. "oh you know, in pain." You told him. "I know you are, and I'm sorry." Ayato told you. "GAAAHHHH" You screamed. "It's a contraction." Ayato told you. "well it sure in the hell doesn't feel like one." You told him. "that's cause it's not your ready." The midwife told you. "r-really?" You asked her. "Really." She told her. You look at ayato, "I got you." He told you. "Push." The midwife told you. You nodded your head and pushed the best that you could. "AAAAHHHHH." You screamed while squeezing ayato's hand. "You're doing good, but you're gonna have to push much more harder." The midwife told you. "I can't." You told her. "You have to Y/N." Ayato told you. "I know, I just don't want to." You said starting to cry, "it hurts.." "I know it does Y/N." The midwife told you, "But you got to push." "Y/N take deep breaths." Ayato told you. "Okay." You told him. "Are we ready?" The midwife asked you. "Yeah." You told her. "Okay, 1,2,3 push!" The midwife told you. You pushed again and harder than last time. "AAAAAAHHHHHHH." You screamed. "Okay, keep pushing I see the head." The midwife told you. Which you kept on pushing. "FUCCCCCKKKKK!" you screamed, then you two heard crying. "She's out!" The midwife told you two. "Can I see her?" You asked the midwife. "We have to get her cleaned off then you can." She told you and she handed it to another woman who cleaned your daughter off. You looked at ayato. "You did amazing." Ayato told you. "while I better have, I didn't squeeze out a baby just for fun." You told him. The midwife came back with your baby daughter and held you to you. "Do we have a name?" The midwife asked you two. "Miracle Lynn Kamisato." Ayato told the midwife. "Hi Miracle." You told Miracle, "I'm your mommy and this is your daddy." You told her as you introduced her to you and ayato. "Let me hold her." Ayato told you. "well of course." You told him as you gave Miracle to him. "you're so cute, you look just like your mommy." Ayato said. Which is not a lie Miracle was almost an exact replica of you if it wasn't for the mole on her chin and ayato's hair color.

[justabitscrewy]

Just want to say I adore your OC Izen! I don't know his whole story but the snippets I've seen are tantalizing and I really enjoy him. Also his design is so cool like, I'm a tiny bit afraid of spiders but he is adorable and epic and utterly amazing.

Thank you for sharing him and your art!

THANK YOU SO MUCH. i know i should've just answered this ask when i received it, but i was so excited at your words that i spent like,,, two weeks drafting a primer? just so that way you'd have more context?? Theres a LOT of lore that provides the foundation for Izen's backstory, so writing a primer of any kind was DIFFICULT. I've parsed it down substantially. The vibes are there, and i think it all tracks, but I haven't broken down any specific timeline or events, because a) it would be way too long, and b) some of those events haven't come up at the table yet.

Summary:

Izen fled the Monks of Mercy after becoming a drider, and found sanctuary with a formless voice that lives deep in the underdark, a voice lingering on the boundary between life and death. This voice would become Izen's undead patron and friend, and provided Izen with magic and means of defending himself. The patron is missing pieces of himself (ancient relics that were scattered to the surface) and Izen has made it his mission to leave the underdark in order to find his friend's missing pieces.

On the surface, Izen first met Phaela -- who would quickly become the greatest friend he ever had. She would offer him safety and transportation (in the form of her truck) and more importantly, a kind hand and an eagerness to show him how beautiful and wonderful the world can be.

Now, Izen and Phaela are traveling with three more people -- and the more people Izen meets the safer he feels. The world is a kinder place, and these people are good. He believes in them, he trusts them, and he wants to help them.

Breakdown of Themes and Lore are under the readmore!

THE THEMES BABY:

Pre-Campaign:

Izen sees his drider transformation as a victory over death — society told him that he was cursed, condemned, and in need of redemption. He refused to internalize the guilt and blame and fought tooth and nail to separate himself from anyone who would manipulate him.

Izen is driven by equal parts hope and fear. Fear of death, fear of captivity, fear of pain — but an unwavering hope and raw belief that life has to be good, that freedom is obtainable, that there must be a kinder and softer place for him out there somewhere.

Now:

Izen is trying so hard to embrace the second chance at life and freedom that the surface has provided him. He has a best friend in Phaela, someone who has proven to him that he was right all along. He was right to never give up, never give in, that the world could be better and kinder than what he was raised in.

Izen is absolutely enthralled by what he finds on the surface. The moon, the stars, the changing of seasons. And he’s torn between being fully enamored with the people he meets while still harboring a paranoia at being found out and returned to the drow. But every person he’s met, from Phaela, to the party, to strangers along the way, has only reaffirmed that the cruelty he experienced in his past was the outlier.

He loves bright colors, clashing patterns, soft blankets, scented soaps, and beautiful candles. Simple and beautiful things that brings such small but profound comfort and vibrancy

AAAAHHHHH Lore Notes:

Enlightenment: The Drow are a culture that lives in division. There are the days of Enlightenment — the days of now, where they have agriculture, cities, infrastructure, mining, industry — and the days of Descent — the days of a previous age, where they were nothing more than primitive warriors who had to fight to survive in a savage time, barely more enlightened than the monsters and beasts they fought against.

Death: The Drow believe that the moment of death is the most important time in a drow’s life. Death is when they return to Lolth, death is when Lolth sees how far the drow have come. For every drow returned to Lolth, her judgement of their entire progress shifts. This is why the Drow believe that it is imperative for each individual to die with pride and dignity — to never fear death and always welcome its embrace. Only animals fears death, and the Drow are not animals. And the individual will be held against the whole.

Drider: The Drow believe the drider transformation is a divine punishment from Lolth. And given that Lolth has not spoken to the drow in generations, it’s the only form of contact she has with them in this age. The Drow believe that the Drider are a lingering scar of the Descent — a time when they had to become monsters themselves in order to survive. When Lolth turns a beautiful drow into a hideous drider, she’s revoking their progress — reminding them that they haven’t grown at all. It’s a warning that they are still no better than their primitive ancestors that crawled in the dirt of the under dark. And worse of all — given that ever drider transformation is given to a drow near death — its a rejection. Lolth only wants to receive the brave and the enlightened. For Lolth to seeing a dying Drow and instead of ending their misery and welcoming them into her embrace — she prolongs their life by twisting them into a monster that isn’t even a drow anymore. It’s a rejection. A guilty verdict. That drow was so fallen that she spit them out and left them to be an example and warning so that others might learn from their mistakes. This is what they believe.

[shanks42]

Shanks: The ancient prophecy of the missing millennia

This is the first time I am posting. I appreciate feed back and I can do separate one-shots with character if you'd like to place a request. This is a ongoing story with many chapters to come. The story is about Shanks getting Captured, tortured and rescued. Shanks has a relationship with Nami and Robin and history during the 2 years they were gone. Stay posted for more :)

Chapter  1: Shank’s battle with The Blackbeard Alliance

Shanks was currently involved in a battle with Blackbeard, Burgess, Flamingo and Kaido all at once barely dodging attacks. “That was close” painfully exclaimed Shanks after barely escaping a direct hit from Blackbeard. He was barely conscious as it was since his crew had all been wiped out by Kaido and Blackbeard. “Well looks like you dodged that hit and is still conscious I see” snickered Flamingo. Shanks glanced up and gasped when he saw Do Flamingo coming in with his string shotgun. 

Oh no, when did he get up there. I was barely able to stop Blackbeard's attack, I don’t think I can dodge this one. I can’t move and my vision is blurry, I didn't even detect him thought Shanks as he attempted to stand and failed falling to his knees. “Looks like this is the end of the road for you red hair” boasted Flamingo as he sent his string 72lb shotgun straight towards the yonko. “Aaaaaahhhhhhhh” screamed Shanks as it hit him dead on. He flew back and smashed into the ground, blood spraying across the air from Flamingo’s attack. 

Shanks vision is extremely blurry and fading into blackness, the last thing he remembers was Blackbeard walking up laughing “Oh the fun has just begun” was the last words he heard before succumbing into darkness. “Wakey Wakey, don’t want you missing out on all the fun now do we” laughed blackbeard as he punched the red haired yonko in the stomach with his blackhole causing Shanks to jolt awake.

 “Aaaaaaahhhhhhh blahhhh” screamed Shanks as he spat up blood. “Oh good, you’re awake just in time for the party” snickered Kaido from the corner of the room. Where am I, what happened? Last thing I remember was Flamingo attacking me and the “huh” it dawned on him. BLACKBEARD!!! Everything came back to him at once. 

“What did you do to my crew?!?!?!” weakly demanded Shanks, earning him a sharp kick to the chest by Bellinger. It was at that moment Shanks realized his cape, sword, shash and shirt were all gone leaving him bare before his torturers. “Oh, your crew??? Don’t worry about them, we left them to die back there!!” laughed Kaido right before he delivered his gorilla punch right to the side of Shank’s heading. “Uggghhh” groaned a semi conscious borderline delirious Shanks. Blood ran down his face and onto the floor as he realized he was suspended in the air and chained down. 

“W-wh-where a-am I??” weakly groaned Shanks, trying to blink the blurriness out of his eyes. His head was throbbing from the gorilla punch by Kaido. “You are at the new location of the smile factory. PUNK HAZARD!!!” maliciously laughed Flamingo. “Don’t worry, no one followed us so we have all the time in the world to spend time together” laughed Burgess landing  a 1 ton gravity kick masked in armament Haki and lightning to the yonko’s gut. Shank’s head flew back and a blood curdling scream came from the young redhead “Aaaahhhhhhh Aaaahhhhh” screamed Shanks as his eyes rolled into the back of his head and he splattered up blood.

“I think he wants more. Bellinger hit him with your double bull horn head butt” said none other than his stepmother, the one who tried to kill him when he was a boy. “Y-Y-You B-Ba-bastard” wheezed Shanks. “OKIE-DOKIE!!” exclaimed Bellinger, hitting shanks and piercing his chest with his horns. “Aaaaaauuugggggggghhhhhhh” was all that came out before Shanks succumbed to the darkness taking over from the pain he was in. “Oh no, we're not done yet” was the last thing he heard from Flamingo before passing out watching a string pistol shot heading towards him.

This is a ongoing series, let me know what you think. I am currently working on it and will take requests for any pairings for other stories including once shots. Enjoy!!!

[soulhavens]

my running list of wallaru thoughts (plus one or two headcanons)

the trauma from sybil's speech ))):

the wallaru zeke quest i midnight oil - a slurry of plant-life and dream water, used in place of coffee.... the YW definitely is the Midnight Oil addict (caffeine addict yknow??) - they run on stress and Midnight Oil lol

i hate the sounds that the dingos make when we defeat them ):

Krokodile dundara tries to fight his own battles but the YW steps in... dundara kinda reminds me of moo bo (moo bu?) in that he comments on the wiz's uhhh.... battle-readiness

anyway it seems like the wiz has some pent up aggression that they're looking to burn off with battles

the kangaroo bushwhackers comment on how the YW takes their battle v seriously.... so no holding back on the YW's part

I think it'd be cool if we get to see our companions do some of the mob fights?

the bushwhackers are unionized!!

Fallen Arachna Empire... WHAT. "Great Prince"???? oh no

lol spiders of the multiverse. i see you KI, i see you

how did i know it was a con

fghjkkjdhg the loading screen for Rest by the Fire

daseinnnnnnnnnnn D:< i miss you

did we just get a cut scene for a cannonball-ed emu?

are we about to re-enact the emu wars LMAO

phett and cadd - i see you KI, i see you

when we're destroying the emu cannons... we're walking along quite a thin ledge. i bet the yw isnt in a great headspace here for a number of reasons

did we just get called out for being isekai-ed into the spiral???

i bet the outback makes the yw feel nostalgic for the aero plains (god i miss the aero plains..)

dasein )): "It is you! the real you" im gonna cry

aaaahhhhh "and what are my dreams, my unrealized reals?" "I want to be Something. I want to be good. I want to belong (everywhere)"

has the wallaru loading screen been changing as we go through the world? like it was just the poster and now its the poster with "ned collie was right" and i think thats super fucking cool

in hindsight it's probably cued into which area you're loading.... but it gives the effect of "its evolving as you play thru wallaru" which i like

the yw keeps nodding off and having dasein dreams, which makes me think that during this world the yw is just chronically running on a lack of Good sleep, yknow?

something about judge judi is throwing me off. i dont like her.

VEG???? not you ):<

wait actually? maybe not so bad....

who tf is the prince theyre talking about. i s2g.

oh goodie. corrupt government. didnt see that coming.

patrick warburton??? (no, unfortunately)

fought the law and won..... what an interesting badge. the yw is collecting so much trauma (:

bonesbury rules of magical combat?? (ok i know this is a play on john locke... but im intrigued by there being various sets of magical combat rules)

i love morp

oh god wait are we about to get into some matrix plots? yknow. cos morpheus?

"Even way out here we've heard of the one who walked the Reverie" i think its interesting that diff NPCs know the YW for diff reasons which is cool

"can't let anyone around the barrier with corrupted influences about" but we are child of light and shadow, divine paradox, touched by shadow.... hmm

me, staring at the magistreto, squinting: "...maestro? master? professor hex? the professor? is this another dr who reference??"

i like how small we are in the eucalyptus forest

dont mind me side-eyeing sandiago

did..... did we just watch an NPC get vored? oop no theyre alive

it amuses me so much that phasmanian devils can do the apollo spell (and it amuses me still that hes a chicken because apollo. a pollo. hah!) - also... thinking about how spells work again, especially when theyre based on an in-game character/npc/boss you fight... (coughcough the morganthe spells)

i am going to slap these judges and also these gold class guests

dasein stop breaking my heart ))):

"But you can brainwrite yourself. Just jump in the lake. See the scaries what haunt them when the sand hits their eyes." - oh boy... the YW is def not in a great headspace and everyone else can tell

okay so the dialogue box says "Sandiago camel" and "old one camel" but the mob title is "Feral camel" lol? wait wait wait old one??

hey sandiago im getting a bad feeling about you and morp too (rip me from approximately 13 notes ago)

"The Dreamer has only ever been seen by Wallu. Imagine what it could create if fueled by diverse experience?" oh no i'm getting a bad feeling about this

Freddie Croaker says to tell Judge Veg he says hi, but it doesn't seem like we as the YW do that? (at least not in the dialogue immediately following the instance..)

welp. morp.

"They built the Great Barrier because strangers came here, right up to the Dreamer itself, and made something horrible. An engine of evil it was, that could reshape the Spiral. Even the Great Tree could not perceive it. We could not allow such a creation." Oh no oh no oh no... i'm getting bad feelings b/c dasein... and the yw... and the old one..

"then we enter the dreaming to.." sandiago.... why are you trying to access the dreaming? and with morp continually being like "i feel like i know you" hmmmmm

its fucked up that you fight hostages but also i like the mechanics. i know that damaging the hostages is like breaking the aura on them which is like the ropes, but wouldn't it fucked up if you actually had to damage the hostages to release them

god these judges are sooooooo annoying

"Ten, nine, the Spiral hates Dasein" KI ARE YOU TRYING TO MAKE ME SOB

"in these waves which are not water swim the thoughts which yearn to be real" i am sensing a major potential for YW angst right here

avatars of avarice... are we about to get into layers of hell/seven deadly sins or something?

sandiago was the one who guided the old one to wallaru... interesting........ ohhhhhh he was a founer of the cabal. wild.

i'd need to go back and do mirage since i dont really have an opinion on sandiago.... but more yw angst potential (:< this time with Betrayal

"This sapce is special. Its waters are not entirely real, thus not visible to Bartleby - a blindspot in reality." interesting piece of lore that i need to think about

oh are we finally cashing in on freddie kroaker's "say hi to judge veg for me"? nice

so far i do like the theme of "you can have done some Not Great Things in the past and still grow and change and learn"

ok wait judge veg's "I was always a fighter, a weapon to be aimed. First against the outlaws of Wallaru, then against unhealthy diets, then the Spiral itself. I don't know what to do after this." jdgkl;akdjfksoa;dkfja;dkf im - I think veg and the YW would reallly relate to the "a weapon to be aimed" line

"...because I'm a bad guy" not a big fan of this line, or of freddie kroaker in general..

freddie's plan was to remake a toxic, juggernaut crab..

the dreamer is bartleby but like different? hm "from his unconsciousness imaginings come new realities' idk how to feel about that

we get to connect dasein to the dreamer though <3

"Wizard, you are real. and so is he." ajdgkls;ajdka dasein and the yw real <3

"What are you doing here?" "We're here for you, to help you figure out where you belong" omgomgomgomgomg

dasein my beloved

"Was [our Walkabout] all you had hoped, Wizard? You did not face your demons, nor realize your truth as we all did." [insert YW's assumed dialogue here] "Haha, indeed, well said my friend. Your truth is to help others, as you demonstrated countless times in our journey. Your walk was for your friend after all." - I'm unsure about how I feel about this line too - in some sense I was hoping the YW would get more of their own conclusion, although i understand thats not possible with the way the wiz protagonist works

[lettersfromandie]

2020 Highlights

I guess it'd be an understatement to say that 2020 was a really awful year, given the devastating effects of the global pandemic and the innumerable disasters and issues happening in our country. I think we got jinxed with our "2020, please be good to me" posts 🙍

We all started that year still not knowing about the presence of COVID-19, and from then on, it all went pretty downhill after that. From everything that has happened in my life and others', I can frankly say that 2020 was actually the worst 😠 However, while reflecting on it, I can also count some bright days. I guess it wouldn't hurt to kind of celebrate the good ones during that horrible year, eh?

I fully acknowledge that so many lives were (and still are) at stake and just trying to get through that year wasn't easy for us -- even much more for others. I also know that terrible things can still happen regardless if there's a pandemic or not. But I too still acknowledge that despite the horrible year, there were actually bits in my life, however small or big they seem, that remind me to keep moving forward and get through the day no matter how mentally and emotionally challenging 2020 had been.

So I just want to share some of the good highlights I had that kept me sane during that dreadful year, without seeming tone-deaf or tactless:

HK & Macau Trip

Litrato mula sa sandaling bago mag sakuna??  Wow pre-COVID days na we were still not stuck in our homes? and still be able to travel?? Gosh I miss those days  😞 

Anyway, this was my first time in Macau and second time in Hong Kong! We went back a year after our first HK trip because our fam loves it there. What I most especially like in HK is its easy-peasy convenient public transportation system -- which, I reckon, is a huge factor why we wanted to visit again since it's less hassle to go to many different places. Macau though, has one of the most beautiful and extravagant-looking architecture and interiors (we only visited a whole day because too laysho for my layf LOL). 

With High Honors

I don't have a photo to share for this highlight (well I actually have a few but for privacy reasons I wish not to nalang) but I'm really so happy to know that my hard-earned efforts led to the expected performance and reward! I remember back in JHS I made a deal to myself that if I ever belong in the Top 10, I'll treat myself with a large Sbarro lasagna! HAHAHAH grabe noh kana ra jud haha it's been long since I last ate one (gi dibdib jud ang deal ba) and I actually haven't treated myself one after the recognition program. When everything starts to settle down I hope to get myself one!! hihi (I can only imagine how the food tastes better after not eating it for years!)

Happy Birthday to me!

I turned 19 on May 19th! Ew, I am growing old. Just the thought of me turning 20 this year makes me puke 😖 chz. But this is obviously worth celebrating because I am blessed with the gift of life and the time to celebrate it with my family <3 

Passed UPCAT

MOM, I PASSED UPCAT! AAAAHHHHH Well this is unexpected as someone who just skrrrt-ed my way through the Math part and didn't even finish half of it! Luck doesn't always favor me but I'm happy that I got lucky in this 😊 I feel like I don't deserve it but still, thank you so much, Lord!

The Weeb Life

If there's one thing to describe what I did the whole time while I was just at home, I would say... BINGING ANIME! My fave anime characters are my fave fictional companions during quarantine huhu I'm so glad I started watching anime (and reading manga) this year. Honestly at first it wasn't really my cup of tea after watching some anime recommendations but then I tried watching one episode of Attack on Titan and after that MY LIFE STARTED TO CHANGE (HAHAHA OA kaayo noh).

There were actually days and moments I did not include in my highlights that gave me a sense of strength and purpose while coping everything that had happened that year. But I wish to just keep it to myself for these are my little personal winning moments hihi. 

Albeit this "wasted" year of mostly spending my days within four-cornered walls, 2020 was actually a year of learning and growth for me. I just hope this year everything will eventually get better for all of us and we'll no longer have to get by with those community quarantine classifications 🙏

Love, Andie

[mj-skyair-star]

█🕹️👾🎮Chapter 6: Before To Now░▒▓█

March 29th, 2036, Saturday morning, 4:33 a.m (Oscar's P.O.V Flashback) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Comfortably, I was sleeping, dreaming about getting an award from the ANZAC army and my dad being present for me, proud of me! I was in tears when I saw him again. It has been so long, and the place is stunning! It felt like I was in heaven, surrounded by soldiers who defend our country and defend others that are in need of our allyship. The most enjoyable part for me was a hug from dad as he told me how proud he was of me for making it this far. There has never been a better feeling than this, to have this moment with him again. It was almost real.

Everything was amazing.

RING! RING! RING!

Until I got disturbed by a certain noise.

RING! RING! RING!

I was so startled that I fell off my bed along with my dark blue blanket. I panicked at the random thought that someone was trying to kidnap me. I immediately stood up, freaked out from being blinded by my own blanket, and totally didn't run around like a mad man...

"AAAAHHHHH! I'M SORRY! WHATEVER IT IS I'VE DONE! I PROMISE, I DIDN'T DO IT!!!!" ... For a few minutes of pondering what the hell is going on. It turns out that noise was coming from my phone, ringing SO DAMN LOUDLY!! And I realised that I had a blanket on me, not a sack... "Oh, my-" I took it off and placed it on the bed carelessly. I felt a bit upset that this had happened and the fact that my dream had been ruined. My back hurts a bit since the floor is hardwood, but not enough to break my back completely, luckily. I looked over at my phone that was sitting on the bedside table, charging. "Who's calling me?" I scoffed indignantly.

"My ringtone must have been on high volume again... Get fucked by the phone once again! Ugh! This is my third time forgetting to adjust the volume!" I took the phone with the dark blue case to see who the hell was calling AT THIS TIME! Once the phone has been turned over, the screen shows a picture of me and my crus- FRIEND! At the front of the laser tag entrance.

We had one arm around each other's shoulders like best friends. (We are friends, except... I have feelings for her... I don't know if she likes me back that way... that's why I said friends, and yes, you caught me out for calling her my crush.) That photo was taken a year ago for my 12th birthday. We were at an arcade if you couldn't guess where, and Laser Tag is my favourite gaming area. That's where we snapped a photo together.

Okay, back to the real story here. Her name was shown on the screen with love hearts on each side of her name, above the picture, of course. As I stared at it, anger drained away for perplexity to take over before I looked at the time.

"Four-thirty-three am!? Why is Airis calling me that early!?" I exclaimed at the unexpected.

The only person I anticipated most was my awful AND infuriating cousin. He's a massive jerk and would ring me in the middle of the night, EVERY NIGHT on purpose! To get me on his nerve-! Wait- I haven't heard him call this time... Huh? Strange... Why do I even care? Airis is calling me for God's sake!

I answered it because I wanted to hear her explanation of why the hell she was calling me. Yeah, I'm a tad mad at her for waking me up. Although calling me this early isn't something she normally does, and all of this is giving me a sense of unease. A feeling that something unpleasant has happened to her.

***

I hung up my phone after our interesting conversation about Airis' dog barking from ages ago, her mum's garden has been destroyed (along with finding weird footprints and a piece of metal), her family has gone missing, the neighbours are not answering, I couldn't say bullshit, and somehow, triple zero doesn't exist in the contact??? Strange... And of course, I believe every word she says, even if it sounds crazy!

Right now I'm rushing to get ready.

My closet is where I get the clothes that I'll be wearing today. I grab out a white shirt, brown camping jacket, blue shorts and a pair of white mid-calf socks. The shoes are at the front door of the house, so I'll put them on after I tell my mum and... stepdad about what happened.

Leaving my room, I headed to my parents' room and knocked on their door.

Knock, knock, knock.

"Mum? Byron? I'm sorry for disrupting your sleep. This morning, Airis called me- and I know it's early, but! It's an emergency, and we need to be there ASAP!.." I called out and waited for at least my mum to answer, hopefully, it is my mum... OK? Nothing happened… I knocked again, louder this time. "Mum?" ... Feeling nervous, my hand reached for the doorknob until it made contact with it... turning it... I entered... "Huh??" ... They're not there? Stay calm.

I think my sisters know where they are.

With a simple shrug, I left the room to head to Hayley and Holly's room.

As soon as I got there, I knocked on their bedroom door.

Knock, knock, knock.

"Hayley? Holly? Has mum or Byron said anything that they went off somewhere?" I waited for a bit...

Neither of them answered the door.

Knock, knock, knock.

"Hello!?" Ok, that's it.

I burst into the room only to discover that my twin sisters weren't there either. My entire body grew numb while my ocean blue eyes grew wide, and my head felt dizzy from the shock I was experiencing. Now my cool has been taken over by fear. I can fully understand Airis' perspective... That is until I remembered something.

"Celven!" I ran to the baby's room (speed walked) and checked his cradle- HE'S NOT HERE! OH, MY GOD!- MY BROTHER IS MISSING!

"... No... NO!" I clench my blonde hair tightly, stressing out at the fact that I'm in the same situation AS Airis!!

My knees tumbled on the floor in the middle of the room.

"GOD, WHY!? WHY DID YOU TAKE MY FAMILY!? WHY WOULD YOU TAKE BYRON!? WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU!?!?!" I couldn't believe that all of this was real.

Exactly like yesterday night when I was at my nana, Polly's place (mum's side.)

She's... A Christian old lady (not that I have a problem with Christians in general. The only time I will have a problem with Christians is if they did something really wrong. My nana would be an example- You'll see what I mean). She is aware that I'm an atheist, which somehow made her think that I'm a 'sinner for not believing in God and Jesus.'

If I was staying at her house for a week or longer, she would make me pray, and take me to church. I would also be forced to read the Bible for some lessons in the word of the Bible and watch some Christian movies with her. Basically, it was all about what she wanted. That's the problem I have with her. I have no freedom when it comes to staying with Nana Polly, and oh yeah, my younger sisters were forced as well.-

Oops, Sidetrack!

So, about her plan... Her plan may have gone astray... as usual.

Seeing that God can take every good person and Christian, including all children of all ages across the entire globe.��That movie terrified me! Despite the fact that it was only a movie, however, I couldn't help it! Leaving the bad people and non-religious on Earth to suffer the chaos, ‘just to go home’?! That's just... A lot! I was afraid of the chaos! Everyone turned completely nuts!

Nan, I know you 'care' about me and my sisters but... UGH!.. You're getting very annoying and you got me scared of that movie!

Now I'm not saying that 'all Christian force people' if that's what you're thinking. Some may be more respectful than you think.

I told a friend (that I made at a church that nana attends) about it and he completely understands me! He agrees that my nan shouldn't be forcing me or my twins to believe in something that she believes in, unless you want to, without force, meaning, if she didn't abu- force us to, then maybe things could have turned out a lot differently... Still wouldn't be interested.

All of this was kept a secret for about two years so no one else in the church knows or even outside of it.

... Anyway, enough talking about that, because I'll ramble too much about my tra- experience!

After taking a couple of breaths, I felt a lot calmer now.

Even if I did take the film way too seriously in a freak-out manner, I still have to meet Airis at the church (not that I was suddenly convinced to pray or worship God and Jesus because of the movie- Just ignore my continued ramble).

I left Celven's room and began to gather some things that I needed before I headed out, just to get on with packing. I hurried to a closet (located right next to the garage) then I hurried to the kitchen to get my drink bottle (that had water) from the fridge before heading off to other locations like some chips, my game boy (a gift from my dad), my phone and a first aid kit.

By the time everything was ready, I zipped the bag and placed it on my back. I also took my yellow cricket bat and skateboard with me before I put on my shoes.

As soon as I left the house, I used my house keys to lock the front, grey-painted door, and off I go.

***

I arrived at the church to see Airis and her dog, Winter, there. We had a short chat until we left the building to head to Airis' place so we could ask someone for help in the bright morning.

That's not exactly what we expected since today is supposed to be a hangout day at my house. The problem boils down to a major one instead.

While we were skating to her place, the wheel of my skateboard got shot by some laser out of nowhere! Causing me to fall and scratch my knee... Ah, the agony! After she nursed my knee, we ended up walking to her place since there was nothing we could do about my skateboard, and yes, I'm still upset about it. Speaking of that... Admittedly I felt flustered about her suggestion of travelling on the same skateboard together (her one)... Hmm... What's there to be embarrassed about? It's just a ride... Well, it was too late to change options, besides, I don't want Airis to feel uncomfortable if she really is uncomfortable. That's why we stuck with walking.

***

A few moments later, I felt like we'd been followed, just when we heard something in the bushes. It took some convincing for Airis to allow me to check the bushland. Yes, it worked. However, she only allowed me to go if I took Winter with me, and of course, I said yes for the sake of not dealing with her stubbornness.

From my point of view: Me and Winter were out in the forest. Looking around for animal/s that may be injured, though we did not see anything nor hear any more rattling from the bushes.

"There's nothing there. Maybe it got away?"

Bark! Bark!

"Huh?" I looked over at Winter who was jumping to get my attention.

I raised an eyebrow at him curiously and headed up to him to see what he had found.

"What's up, Snowdog?" I asked. The husky stopped jumping and pointed his snout further down into the dense forest. I'm not actually afraid. I'm familiar with nature because I go camping almost every year. "Did you sniff somethi-?" Before I could finish, the fluffy dog ran off. "W-Wait! Winter!" I called out to him as I ran after him.

Airis will kill me if I let something disastrous happen to him! I'm not exaggerating, she will!

Whatever it is, I know Winter is trying to show or tell me something.

We delved really fast, deeper into the forest.

Pushing the grimy green leaves out of the way, pushing the annoying branches out of the way as well and jumping over the roots until I found him.

He was sniffing the ground and... growling at it??? I'm clearly dumbfounded by this.

"Why is he growling at the dirt???" It doesn't make sense.

I approached him once again, completely baffled.

"Dude, why are you growling at the dirt?" All he did was stare at me without showing any emotion but soon reverted back to being all riled up and growled back at it even more. Whoa! I've never seen him act like this before. "Winter stop! Stop!" I grabbed his slightly dirty leash (that's been dragging around for a while) and pulled him away (without hurting him). Now that I had done it, I had the chance to gaze down at the ground to see what could possibly make Winter an-... gry... "What the-" There are prints on the ground that oddly resemble the one that Airis showed me... Curiosity grew in me, much stronger than before. I decided to do a bit of investigating. I kneeled down and examined it more closely while getting my phone out of my pocket. After I got it out and unlocked the password, I hopped on Messenger to look at the photo that Airis sent. A sudden gasp escapes my lip- IT'S THE SAME PRINT AS THE PHOTO!! "No way..!" I muttered out loud as the realisation struck me... This thing was at Airis' house... This thing was following us... This mysterious print belongs to that thing and it leads down to...

My blue eyes follow where it's going...

"Oh no...-"

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!"

Awro!?

"AIRIS!" Winter began barking mad! Since I still held the leash in my hand he managed to make me follow him to where Airis is- A HELL OF A LOT OF MIGHT AND SPEED!

"SHIIIT! Whatever it is, it's no good! And I left her alone by herself! WHAT WAS I THINKING!? I should've listened to her stubbornness!"

***

We arrived and stopped behind one of the bushes to look over to see- OH MY GOD!

"IS THAT 'THE SLAYERS'!? FROM 'WAR OF TIME'?!" I haven't played that in a while... Wait- Am I dreaming??? Using my pointer finger and thumb, I pinched my arm really hard.

"Ow!" I hissed quietly at the pain...

"Not a dream!?" No way... THIS IS REAL!?!?

"That's not... possible..." I looked down at Winter, astounded, however, he was about to charge at them. Using the leash, I held him down. "Winter! Don't charge at them! I know you're protective of Airis, but it's not the right time!" I whisper-shouted at him who gave me a rage whimper.

My head then turned back toward Airis and TS.

I'm fully aware that 'The Slayers' are bad news, I mean, incredibly bad. I could tell that they were talking. I don't know what, obviously. All I know is the eight-point or seven-foot-tall chubby bot, Drillbit, is holding Airis hostage, facing Slaytrap. Damn, Airis can't even touch the ground because of Drillbit's height. Speaking of Airis, she's petrified as hell.

While I spy, Airis looked away from the leader, but Slaytrap wasn't happy about that, so he cupped her cheeks and forcefully made her look at him. THAT made my temper flare up. I swear, if he makes her cry, I'll be determined to end him.

Whatever the hell TS wants, I'm not letting any of them lay a single hair on her!

"Don't worry, Iris. We're not leaving without you. I'll find a way to get you out of there," I began to brainstorm rapidly about how I'm gonna get Airis out of Drillbit's grip... Looking around while thinking intently, I saw my bat right in front of us... Looking back at them... then at the bat...

I think I have the unthinkable idea that Airis will say for sure that I'm insane.

I can't just sit around watching all of that crap all day. Very carefully and quietly as possible (so the bush doesn't blow my cover) I crawled up to my cricket bat, grasped it and crawled back into the bush again. During my examination, Winter let out a curious yelp about what I was doing/thinking.

"I have a plan. Once I let go of your leash, you distract everyone while I throw the bat at the fat robot over there,"- I pointed at Drillbit for two seconds- "When it hits him. He'll release Airis, I'll grab her so she can run along with me, and that's when we escape. Sounds good?" ... Wait a minute- How did I just realise this? I'm literally talking to a dog... Ok? Anyways. Winter was completely unsure about it (so dogs can understand English... alright?) The fluffy Siberian husky tilted his head as he showed 'I have a bad feeling about this.' "Clearly, you can't speak English, and I don't think you can think of a plan for this type of situation, can you?" He knows I'm right. I glance back at the group, holding my bat tightly. "On three, I'll let you go... one..." As I started counting, Winter prepared his position. "Two..." I was ready. " Three!" I let go of the light blue leash.

Winter ran out and ran towards them, barking like an aggressive coyote. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

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Yandere Valentines

Kamado Tanjiro student AU- All throughout the day he watches as you give out your obligatory candies to the classes and teachers you like. He tries to not stare whenever you dig into your extra bag.

“Tan-Ji-Ro! Nobody’s given me Valentine's Day chocolate yet! Tanjiro, are you listening?”

“I am and I already gave you one for friendship.”

“It’s not the saaaaaammammeee!!!”

“If you want MY sweet choco-lats then I will give you one as my minion.”

“But it's not the same as getting it from a girlllllllllllllllll!!!!!”

He tried to drown out their banter as he watched you hand over a chocolate to your teacher. He wished that could be him.

All throughout the day he silently prayed you’d come over and flash your smile before lightly grazing his hand as you gave him his chocolate. He both loved and hated how you bashfully looked away while the recipient thanked you. You just seemed to be completely ignoring him now and it almost seemed like you wanted to make him jealous. But he kept his cool, fighting off the urge to sulk as he zoned out of Inosuke’s gloating and Zenitsu’s whining. Wait this smell its-

“U-uhm e-excuse me!”

He turned to hear that angelic voice.

“Yes?”

“H-here,” you dropped a bag decorated with a light pink with black floral accents. “Thats for Nezuko-”

His spirit that was lifted so high just dropped and he felt like throwing up.

“Thanks.” Tanjiro tried to leave before his mask slipped and he just started crying.

“W-wait, please.” The warm shy tug on his sleeve made him stop in his tracks. He turned to you again, energized by your touch his spark was back.

“Uhm, here you go. Uh happy Valentine's day!” You pushed three pouches into his stomach before running away. Catching it fast enough to feel your hand he looked to see three pouches with his name, Inosuke’s, and Zenitsus’s. Even with the unforeseen others he was on Cloud 9.

You actually thought of him, you really are destined to be with him.

Levi Ackerman- “Oi what's this?” You had placed some weird brown thing in front of him; he was genuinely worried. Sensing this you giggled. “It’s from where I’m from, it's called chocolate. You're supposed to give it on Valentine's Day.”

He gave you a look, he didn’t want to ask but he wanted to know.

“It's a day that celebrates love. You give chocolate to people you like.”

His gaze sharpened and you turned to leave out the door. “Platonically or romantically, (Y/n)? This isn’t something you can say to a man and not have him react.” Met with another laugh, he snarled at you.

“SPECIAL FORCE (Y/-”

“Both man, it's both. You always get so wound up.”

Getting quieter as you left his room he still caught it. You say that like the whole squadron isn’t drooling over you. He finished his written tasks all the while stealing glances at the mysterious and menacing gift you left. Deciding its haunting was too much he decided training his cadets was a good tradition.

Leaving his office only served to make this ‘chocolate’ more elusive as he saw different cadets munching on something brown.

“AAAAHHHHH! It's like heaven condensed treasure for your mouth only the god/goddess could provide!!!!”

“Sasha get hold of yourself!”

“She’s not wrong, this is truly a delight. I’ve never-”

“Whhooo if they can cook this I’m marrying them!”

“You want to marry them because they can make this?”

“Not before me.”

Even Erwin was indulging in the treat almost looking like he’d cry. He was sort of worried you drugged this or something. His last stop was to see Hange’s reaction to all this: she was in love. Half was missing but the rest was being dissected by the scientist who seemed as though she reached an epiphany.

“This! This is the future and it needs to happen now!”

Procrastination would get him nowhere so he settled back into his office and finally took hold of the melting square dropping it onto his mouth.

It was sweet and bitter like you. It melted and became malleable and a wonderful feeling fell down his throat. Like he wishes you would. He touches his mouth as though it were still waiting to be dropped and couldn’t help licking his fingers. That sweet bitterness, he couldn’t but picture you. Licking you off his fingers. Licking you off his fingers.

It was bound to happen, he would make sure of it.

Bonus~~~

Takami Keigo-”HERE!” You threw it at his face, you didn’t care if he got it. You looked down on the city you were levitating above. You hated this chicken. He was such a player/perfect boy/annoying bird. Everything about him infuriated you. What’s worse, your darling friend wanted you to deliver her Valentine's Day gift to him. You just wanted to make sure he knows this wasn’t from you.

“It's not from me. It's from Toyue.”

“You…you gave me…A VALENTINES GIFT!”

“IT’S NOT FROM ME!”

“MY DOVE GAVE ME A GIFT!”

He just wasn’t listening and you couldn’t take it anymore. You decided flying back home could hopefully help him wise up. Instead while you try to enjoy the air whipping in your face, the faint warm breath proved that he just decided to follow you.

“LEAVE ME ALONE!”

“NO WAY! WHAT KIND OF MATE WOULD I BE IF I LET YOU SPEND THE NIGHT ALONE.”

“UGGHGH YOUR DISGUSTING!”

“I LOVE YOU MY DOVE!”

Happy Valentines You Guys!!!

Love ya

when it came to the chocolate i don't remember if they had that or not but whatever

im not watching the newest episodes until im emotionally ready plz no spoilers

anyway have a wonderful day

🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

[justdaphne]

Nina takes a temptation test

The crows: *discussing a plan*

Kaz: do you ever stop eating, Zenik?

Nina: what the hell did you say? *chews*

Kaz: it’s all you ever do, clearly.

Nina: *rolls eyes*

Kaz: you’re obsessed

Nina: OHOH CONGRATZ CAPTAIN OBVIOUS *eats*

Kaz: I bet you can’t even spend one day without eating waffles

Nina: who knows

Nina: *sees Kaz’s devious grin* what are you proposing?

Kaz: a test. If you succeed you get a prize of your choice

Nina:

Nina: fine. Any prize of my choice?

Kaz: *nods*

Nina: fine

Kaz: the deal is the deal?

Nina: the deal is the deal

Kaz: *devious grin* alright

Kaz: tomorrow. 7 bells

Nina: ugh whatever

*the next day*

Nina: oh great. An actual audience

Inej, Matthias, Jesper, Wylan: *waving*

Nina: really want to see me suffer huh, Brekker?

Kaz: more of witnesses but you can call it what you like

Nina: what am I gonna do?

Kaz: good question. It’s gonna be like everything’s normal. EXCEPT you can’t eat and touch any sweets

Nina: *rolls eyes*

Kaz: should you fail, you have to do whatever I say for a day. Because I made this bet *grins*

Nina: whatever

***

Kaz: *discussing plans for a job*

Nina: *bored asf*

Kaz: I have some leftover toffees from yesterday. Anyone want some?

Kaz: *tosses toffees to the middle of the table* it’s there if anyone wants them

Nina: *fidgeting* it’s hot here isn’t it *laughs nervously*

Everyone else: *looking at Nina*

Kaz: *grins* Alright anyway

***

The crows: *on their way to the Van Eck mansion*

Jesper: OH MY SAINTS IS THAT LICORICE?

Jesper: *rushes in the sweet shop*

Nina: *stiffening*

Jesper: *comes out of the shop with licorice* I HAVEN’T HAD THIS IN A LONG TIME

Kaz, out of nowhere: if Jesper would be so kind to share some with you...

Nina: *raging* you’re gonna pay for this Brekker

Kaz: only if you succeed *smirks*

Nina: *about to go insane*

***

Wylan: So glad you guys could join us for dinner

Nina: of course!

Kaz: *smirking*

The crows: *talking and eating*

Matthias: this is surprisingly really good

Jesper: well of course it is! Wylan hired the best chef for this special tonight

Wylan: *smiling*

The servants: *bringing out dessert*

The servants: *placing it infront of the crows*

Kaz: how scrumptious looking. Do you agree, Nina dear?

Nina: *about to explode* I. AM. GONNA. KILL. YOU- *lunges*

Matthias: *stopping her*

Kaz: hm

Kaz: *begins eating*

The others (except Nina): *follows eating*

Nina: MATTHIAS-

Nina: INEJ NOT YOU TOO

Inej: I’m sorry *shrugs* *frowns apologetically*

Nina: I’D RATHER DIE THAN BE IN THIS

Kaz: what a dire situation

Inej: Kaz I think this is too extreme..

Kaz: no one is stopping her from taking a bite

Nina: *panicking* JNZJAHSW AAAAHHHHH

*the next day in Kaz’s office*

Kaz: OH NINAAA

Nina: fuck you Brekker

Kaz: Hand me the papers Nina dear

Nina: THEY’RE NEXT TO YOU, YOU LAZY BABOON

Kaz: the deal is the deal.

Nina: IT WAS ONE CRUMB

Kaz: to you. For everyone else you took a bite ‘secretly’. These eyes don’t miss anything

Nina: I’M GONNA KILL YOU

Kaz: papers, Zenik

Jesper: you guys remind me to never bet anything against Kaz

[chiizuburger]

Let's talk about the series Giri/Haji (2019) aka the most underrated series in Netflix

I literally just finished Giri/Haji and I need to talk about it. Because I don't think I've ever been this...in love with a series since ever.

First things first, I'mma share a little bit how I learned about the series:

I became obsessed with Sophia di Martino after seeing her in Loki, and like anyone with a heart, I looked through her IMDB to find where else can I see her?!

And I stumbled upon Flowers, which is an equally phenomenal series also available in Netflix, and I discovered Will Sharpe.

And lemme tell ya, he's a beautiful piece of mankind and I learned that not only did he write and direct and act in Flowers, but he is also the lucky husband of Sophia.

Then I saw that Will won a BAFTA for his role in Giri/Haji. Learned that it was also in Netflix and a week later (because I wanted to savor it), here we are.

Okay. No-spoiler thoughts first.

If you dig detective series and/or British series and/or Japanese drama, this delicious piece of bilingual media is for you.

If you love the whole "found family" premise, this is for you.

Off the bat, Will's character Rodney is the clear scene stealer of this series. Right from the first episode, you just know you're gonna love him and wanna give him all the love he sorely needs.

I adore that Kenzo isn't written as a macho detective lead. He allows himself to be vulnerable and isn't afraid to get in touch with his emotions.

Of course, as the Japanese man he is, it takes time for him to accept his emotions, but I'm happy he doesn't resort to anger or self-pity to deal with them.

I love how all the women--and I mean all of the women characters--are strong-willed and unapologetic and flawed and fierce and I-will-stab-you-in-the-legs-if-you-grope-me energy. All of em. They take no bull shit and I respect that.

It is particularly nice to see that kind of energy with Japanese women, who are often written as innocent and demure and pure.

My most favorite aspects of this series is its cinematography, its editing, and its storytelling.

The various ways it uses cinematic language and different forms of media to highlight important moments of the story really makes the series a well-crafted show.

My favorite episodes are Episode 3, 4, and 6.

Episode 4 was particularly memorable. It is one of the best flashback episodes I've ever seen and it deepens our perspective of every main character.

My favorite sequence comes in both Episode 6 and Episode 8, the finale.

Despite getting recognized by BAFTA, the show got cancelled after one season.

But you know what?

(Spoiler thoughts start under the cut)

I think it was a smart move to keep it a one-off drama.

Everything actually wrapped up nicely. There's one semi-loose end that I need reassurance about, which is whether Rodney and Sarah (our female lead detective) become friends again and Rodney can fully realize that he is loved by his newfound family.

Apart from that, this is one series where the semi-open ending finale trope works.

I think the whole Ian-might-rat-us-out subplot could have played out better? Or maybe it could not have played out at all? Like, maybe instead of Abbot being at the rooftop, maybe it could have been Ian?

I actually wasn't sure about how we should feel about Ian. I mean, he didn't deserve Sarah, but...he's...not...a bad...person? I mean, a sketchy detective and a bad boyfriend, yes, but it didn't fully read out to me as "don't trust him" or "stay away from him."

Because when Sarah said in the second episode that her ex was a man who did bad things "until he couldn't," I heard that as he physically abused her. Like, that shit of a man.

But...I don't know. Maybe I missed out on something.

Plus, WHO DID PUT THE SNAKE IN SARAH'S LETTER BOX? Was that some kind of sicko prank?! Did one of her neighbors have it as a pet and it accidentally went to her letterbox???

If Ian was worked for the mafia, maybe that would have worked better? Like, switch Vickers, for Ian, maybe?

Gosh, Vickers, am I right? I mean, who would have thought Justin Long would be a part of this?

ROY was a surprise. Did not expect that twist in the finale. I feel bad for him though because he was really just a bloke caught up in a sticky situation. Like, he's not a bad guy, too. He's just in a bad situation.

Huh.

It's like what Kenzo said, huh? "We're not bad people. We're just doing bad things."

Kenzo and Sarah, right? I felt like it wasn't necessary for them to get romantic, but after Episode 3 with that silent exchange, I appreciate that they went that direction.

I also appreciate that Kenzo was fully aware that he is married and Sarah was fully aware of it too. She knew it was the worst way to let light in.

And I'm glad that there was a moment between Kenzo and Rei where they allowed themselves (or at least Rei allowed Kenzo) to go off their separate ways.

I love the detail that Rei was actually in contact with Yuto and Natsuko is an badass old woman who likes to live on the edge.

The way she said, "Then we will fight" when Eiko and Rei worried about the yakuzas. I mean!

Okay, okay. I'mma back up a bit, because the reason why I thought the whole Ian subplot didn't work was because it felt like the writers eventually didn't know what to do with Rodney?

Like, why bring this kind of pain to Rodney?!

But then, you know, thinking about it as I am writing this, we all know Rodney would be with Taki and it might be Rodney who gets in trouble with Jiro.

Ahh, Jiro. That...dangerous specimen.

Glad he didn't kill Toshio.

But still, my biggest concern for the ending of this series is that we leave Rodney at such a low place.

Like, I just need to know that he needs up okay and he reunites with Sarah and Taki and all live together in London now. And Rodney's restarting his life with a better direction in life, but of course struggles with relapse?

Okay, I am seeing now where the second series could have went on. The creator said it would have been a "Rodney-Taki centric" season.

Gosh, so maybe they would have changed genre?! Aaaahhhhh! but who knows? I mean, I imagine the yakuzas are still after the Mori brothers.

But then again, Fukuhara and Endo are dead sooo...

Giri/Haji, right?! It's... It's a great piece of media.

Anyway, if you wanna talk about Giri/Haji, please feel free to send me a message!

PLEASE! Haha. Take care, y'all

[somanywords]

omg whizzy i’m so sorry for making you have to tell me, if you know what i mean. i’m glad shelby’s in a better place now, and that that hard time is behind you. he’ll certainly be missed--i’m sitting here in my little house and thinking about a cat that i never even met, i can only imagine how you must feel 💛💛

but it sounds like your new year is going well so far, if in the ways that years just go at times 😭 so glad you and the ranch packet had a good time together, even if that wording heavily implies the devious ranch packet gave you covid lol but i’m so glad you’re well again and a national what now??? that’s so cool, good for you, it sounds so grown up and professional 😉💛

my new year is going well so far, thank you! busy, chaotic, but well. this week especially is beating my face into the dirt, but i’m still tryin’ to get some writing in, which keeps me sane 😌 and taking to you--highlight of the whole week!

aaaahhhhh thank you for the soup wishes, i am reminded i should make some soon! and i hope your band illnesses are treating you well--i scroll past your posts and think of you fondly all the time <3 i adore you as well and wish you luck on your business trip!!! 

hello whiz i am just stopping by to throw down some kisses on your little head, that's all, i hope your new year is treating you well so far and that shelby is being a very good cat <3

HI CASS I LOVE YOU SO MUCH I AM BLOWING YOU SO MANY KISSES😭😭😭

my new year has been chaotic but good!! started it with a visit to our fave ranch packet @turtle-steverogers , got covid the literal day i got back home from him💀, and now i leave for a national business trip tomorrow!! how's yours??

also uh. i cant express how sorry i am that i have to tell you like this but we actually put shelby down in december due to some very unforeseen health circumstances :( it's been a weird adjustment but he's def in a better place now, he was having a lot of trouble walking the last few years

ANYWAYS so sorry about that my god😭 i love you so so much and hope you are having a great year and i hope you eat some good soup this week you deserve it and i hope you know that even when i forget to reply to asks and things every time i see you on my dash i smile so big i adore you xoxoxo

[the-fiction-witch]

Morning

MOVIE NOWHERE BOY

COUPLE PAUL X READER

RATING SMUT!!!!

I stood looking out the window seeing the dew across the grass and the clouds in the sky, the sky that strange colour before the sun rose but enough light that you could see. A little condensation on the inside of the window the little white paint slowly breaking off in little ways on the windowsill. My little box of guitar picks sat on one side on the other a small plant pot no bigger then tea cup with some dark dirt and a little yellow flower.

"Ummm paul. What are you doing up so early?" I heard her sweet voice smile her voice groggy and tried but still bubbly and sweet

"I can't sleep. I didn't mean to wake you" I told her turning away from the window closing the red curtains seeing the little room I had learnt to call my home.

I moved out of my dad's house he wanted to move away from the old place anyways, so I had got a little flat well I say flat it was a house someone divided up, I had the Downstairs and someone else lived upstairs I didn't know I rarely saw them honestly. My bedroom was nothing to shout about I had a double bed with soft white and red covers, a bedside table with a glass of water, the wardrobe built Into the wall, a chest of draws with my mirror, my comb and a few odds and ends scattered across the top a few boxers and socks leaking out the draws. But most importantly the most beautiful thing in my room...

Y/n, my sweet girlfriend. Laid in my bed wrapped up in the covers her sweet y/h/c hair matted and messy from tossing and turning in her sleep relaxed and loose from her usual sculpted curls. Her make up gone leaving her beautiful skin, pale lips and dark circles under her eyes. Her body was wrapped up so tight where she must have been cold, she saw me looking and sat up having a little strech keeping the covers around her waist as she wore only my white shirt that I usually had under my button downs using it as her nightie it falling slightly off her shoulder revealing bare skin from her Arm, shoulder and chest.

"You didn't, good morning" she cooed

"Good morning, what are you doing up so early?' I asked her going over and sitting on my bed hearing the springs creak as I did

"I missed you" she shurgs her shoulders playfully moving her head to one side with that adorable little smile "I got all lonesome without you" she giggled putting her knees up to her chest

"I'm sorry beautiful, I couldn't sleep is all. I didn't wanna bother you"

"It's okay, what are you thinking about?' she smiled moving down the bed and giving my nose a kiss "what's going on it that head"

"Just thinking"

"Your always thinking paul. You don't ever stop." She giggled "what are you thinking about?" She asks going back to lean against my headboard

"How beautiful you look in my bed."

"Awww your too sweet" she blushed

"You do. You really do y/n. I wish you could sleep in my bed every night"

"I'd like that too, maybe soon we could... Snuggle up every night and every morning" she giggled

"You- you'd really want to?"

"Of course I would, I love staying at yours" she giggled

"I love when you stay over too" I smiled giving her lips a little kiss "but if you want to then... I'd be happy for you to"

"Really?"

"Of course, y/n you stay here atleast four nights a week as it is. If you wanted to move in you'd be more than welcome" I smiled

"I'll think about it Mr" she giggled getting out of bed and giving my cheek a kiss she intentionally wiggled her butt as she walked my shirt barely concealing her from my eyes as she walked across the room and out the door to the rest of the apartment, I smiled looking at the mess she had made of my bed the pillows out of place, the covers a mess but I smiled you could almost see the indent in the old mattress where she always sleeps on this side when she wondered back she handed me a cup of tea and she sat back in bed with her own cup "what's the plan today?"

"I need a shower. Then tidy up, john's coming over got some stuff he needs to show me" I told her having a sip of tea

"Ummm" she hummed her fingers wrapped some delicately around the cup

"What's the ummm for?"

"That means we don't have time for cuddles this morning" she whined pulling a sad face at me

"You had cuddles. All night"

"But I'd like some more" she whines putting her tea down and opening her arms I smiled putting mine down to and giving her a hug she bundled up closely as snug as a bug with me I smiled and gave her a kiss before getting up leaving her all sad again

"I'm sorry beautiful, but I need my shower" I told her going to my draws getting some clothes for the day today

"Paul" she cooed making me turn to see her sat against the headboard my shirt hung low, the covers away from her, her knees pulled to her chest she smiled playfully at me with blush in her cheeks as she licked her lips looking at me and she opened her legs wide, my shirt doing nothing to conceal her, I couldn't help staring at her plump lips, her already engorged clit, her glistening pussy, her cute butt perched on my matress, I bit my lip hard feeling my shorts tighten just looking at her like that

"Ooh. I see." I smirked making sure my curtains where closed shutting the door to the rest of the apartment, I took a single specifically I put a spell on you. I know what that song does to her from the side throwing the paper on the dresser setting it on to spin and smirking crawling over ever with her "hummm my beautiful girl horny?" I whispered in her ear hearing the first beats of the song kick up she didn't even answer she just grabbed my face and pulled me to kiss her, I smirked kissing back adding a little tongue into the hot and heavy kiss till I pulled back winking at her before kissing down her jaw, then down her neck, down her chest feeling her breasts against me concealed by the shirt, I smirked wrapping my arms around her thighs licking her sweet pussy, kissing her clit and burying my head between her legs listening to her squeal playing with my hair oftentimes tugging or pushing when she wanted more, I licked and sucked and sometimes even gently nibbled on all her most sensitive of places I knew from years of dating, filled by her hormonal gasps and moans, I kept going becoming rather mercilous on her feeling her legs shaking as she got closer and closer to

"AAAAHHHHH! UUuughhhh! Paul!!! Uuuuuuughhh!" She sqeauled at the top of her lungs I smirked sitting up wiping my mouth with the back of my hand looking at her as she gasps calming down, in her own little wet patch from her squirt. I smirked down at her feeling myself throb for her, I pushed my shorts down revealing my hard erection she caught eyes on it immediately and blushed a little I smirked glancing down at myself and then back to her it was milliseconds but she knew what I wanted she smiled taking a gulp of the water on the side table before crawling down the bed and kissing her wet kisses all over my shaft

"Fuck beautiful-" I gasped feeling those soft kisses "y/n please!" I groaned struggling to watch those perfect lips kissing my cock she smiled up at me innocently and evily, before taking me completely in her mouth "uughhhh! Oohh god! Fuck! Y/n!" I moaned grabbing her hair my head thrown back in pleasure feeling her licks and sucks, moving her head back and forth, from base to tip. I pushed her back leaving her laid giggling at me I smirked pouncing on her and kissing those evil lips I knew I could taste myself on her lips and she could likely taste herself on my own but I didn't care I pulled back grabbing her hips and pushing her to lay on her stomach she giggled and did as I asked sitting her knees up, I moved and instantly slipped inside "fuck!! Y/n! Uuuuhhhhh!" I groaned not wasting a single second moving as fast, as hard, as deep as I possibly could listening to her scream all the while my hips working on there own going crazy just feeling his good she felt, the sounds of the bed creaking and sqeeking, our skin slapping together, get faster and faster "uuuuhhhhh uuuuhhhhh!! Y/n! Beautiful.... I'm gonna cum!" I groaned trying so hard not to loose it, I didn't need to last long I just wanna make her cum, one more time! She didn't respond still moaning and screaming for me, and I couldn't take it anymore I moved her slightly pulling her back against my chest so she now sat ontop of me reverse cowgirl as I sat on my knees I almost ripped my shirt off her leaving her naked moving her just as fast as I had been but my hands folding those sexy breasts making her screams get louder and louder feeling how much wetter she was getting as she was now practically dripping down my legs I moved one hand away from her breasts to mercilously rub on her clit making her grab my hair pulling me to kiss her neck "come on beautiful, cum for me" I smirked in her ear and that very second she screamed like banshee, I kept rubbing and kept bouncing her letting her ride it out even if I knew I and my bed were now soaked from her squirt I knew I was so close so I threw her back down and continued pounding fast and hard for a few more seconds before I felt that pleasure wave hit me and I instantly pulled out and came all over her back and butt before collapsing on my side of the bed in my back gasping for breath still getting over my orgasum. "Fuck I love you y/n"

"I love you too paul" she smiled gasping too as she just laid there on her stomach

"Now, I need to get pants on john will be here in like ten minutes" I laughed getting up slowly "you should also put clothes on" I told her as I got some boxes on and my jeans getting a clean undershirt

"Meh... John will understand that you fucked your girlfriend too good for her to move" she giggled

"Did I now?" I smirked going over and slipping two fingers inside her finger fucking her hard rubbing in her clit making her sqeaul kicking her feet

"Nooooo leave me alone, evil boy!" She whines kicking my hand away "I'll put clothes on" she sighed climbing out of bed "meanie" she whines bending over naked at her suitcase looking for clothes waving her butt at me and sticking her tongue out I put my shirt on going over and slapping her butt making her jump up into my arms

"Dirty tongue" I smirked

"It's not dirty" she whines

"Yes it is. I know where it's been beautiful" I smirked giving her a kiss "you get dressed, I'll tidy up. I'll make another tea when John gets here" I told her taking the cups and going out to the little flat setting the cups on the kitchen side by the burner, generally tidying the house up as y/n for dressed in the bedroom I saw her perched on the bed using my mirror to do her hair and make up just as I heard the door so I went and let John in "morning" I said giving him a faint smile fixing my hair as I did

"Morning" he laughs putting his guitar case on the side by the chair

"Tea?"

"Yeah go on then" he says so I went to the kitchen filling up the kettle and making the cups up he came and stood on the other side of the little counters that seperated the living room and kitchen looking at the cups and he smirked "hi y/n" he called to the bedroom

"Hi John, out inna minute" she called back

"I had a feeling she was here"

"How so?" I asked waiting for the kettle to boil

"She's always here" he laughs

"True."

"That and you need an air freshener"

"What why?" I asked rather confused

"Because paul it fucking stinks if sex in this flat"

"What does sex smell like?"

"Like jizz, sweat and squirt usually" he laughs

"That's not the flat, that's just paul" y/n smiled coming around the corner in her little black dress her hair done and makeup prestige "he didn't shower this morning"

"Hey!"

"It's true" she shurgs

"Nope it's the flat, or you two. Or both" john laughed as I made the tea up "you two have sex this morning then?"

"Yep" she giggled

"How could you tell? The house smell?" I asked

"that and I was here earlier, I waited outside having a cig and I could hear you two screaming"

"You know a weird amount about our sex lives" I told him sipping my tea

"I imagine so do you twos neighbors seriously... I can hear you from down the street" he laughs

"We just like being loud and passionate don't we paul" she giggled cuddling me

"How can I be quiet with my beautiful girl doing such dirty things to me" I smirked kissing her

"It's fine... Just rub in even more that I'm single" john sighed

"Sorry" she giggled

"It's fine, you two are adorable" he sighed.