#but i haven't seen him recently and ive been getting kinda worried

[cloudless-petrichor]

I don't have parasocial relationships with celebrities, I have a parasocial relationship with the guy who runs the counter at a local Chinese restaurant.

[harryleatherfit]

Upper East Side || A.U || Frankie Morales

Chapter 9: Voice Lesson

Chapter Playlist:

Void- Melanie Martinez

Peppers-Lana Del Ray

Does and Mimosas- Cherub

word count: 4.5 k

warnings: celeb conflict??? (deux moi) oral m receiving, cum play, cockwarming ifffff you squint, fluff at the end tbh , fondling balls, soft!dom frankie, rough face fucking, mentions of traumatic family

pairing: Frankie Morales x F!reader (teacher x student)

rating: mature (18+)

authors note: so ive never written like sucking dick smut before thankfully so without further ado , also like i’ve planned for this to kinda get darkish- be prepared (pray i don’t fuck up the story 🙋🏻‍♀️🙋🏻‍♀️ )

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Recently rehearsals have been going fantastic. You and Matias have mastered your characters, and most of your blocking has been memorized. You would try on costumes and have your makeup done, getting the final touch ups done for tech week.

You haven't seen Frankie outside of class or rehearsal, but it’s okay. There were occasional hidden kisses in the secret hallway, or sly hand touches when you had to talk to him. You would text him at night and in the morning, but you two were both so busy that nothing had moved with your relationship.

If you could call it that.

He was so busy controlling the tech world and getting the set finished on time in the Broadway theater, he would be gone half the time anyway. The life of an actor you guessed.

During your shifts at Matilda’s, Matilda help would always help you with your lines a bit and keep you on task when you weren’t serving a customer. The money you were bringing in with your job was fantastic, and if you could keep up with the tips- you could hopefully pay back your loans in a few years. You were eternally grateful for this sweet woman taking you in and trusting you with her business.

But today was a day you were missing Frankie more than usual. You hadn’t text all day, and with your busy week before Hell week, you felt like he was slipping from you. It sincerely wasn’t any of your faults, but it was how things had to be for the time. In the pit of your stomach, you were scared he was with another girl. You felt in your heart he wouldn’t do that but you weren’t yet truly dating and you didn’t know if you’d ever get to that point. Technically he’s allowed to be with other people, and so were you.

But you had already gotten to that point with him in your heart. You would seal off the rest of the world for him if you could. All you wanted was him.

You could tell Laylah about Frankie, you told them earlier in the year about how you thought he was cute, but involving Laylah so early on may cause trouble.

You definitely couldn’t tell Hannah or Rose, you had no one to tell. You for fuck sure couldn’t call your mom. That made you chuckle at the image in your head.

An idea popped in your head. You could tell Matilda. She could be the key to all your worries.

You finished ringing up your last customer in the shop and head in the back where she was cleaning the espresso machine, formulating how to ask her about the teacher you’re wanting to fuck and possibly spend the rest of your life with.

“Matilda, I was uh, I had something I wanted to ask you about? Something I really need advice with.” You shrug into a chair, looking into her ocean pearl eyes.

“Honey, if it's about math, you’d have to get lost because I can’t even tell you how to do algebra. Don’t even get me started with that.” She babbles.

“No it’s not about Math or anything school related, well maybe school related, but I need advice because I think I’m seeing someone but I need help with like,” You had to process what to say next, “How to go about what to do next with him if that makes sense.”

I mean it was complicated, not entirely but you can’t just say you want to fuck your semi-famous teacher. That’d make you look delusional.

“Ohhh, boy talk. I’m good with this one.” She sets her rag down, “Now how long have you been seeing this boy dear?”

“Well I guess not until recently but there has always been sparks since the beginning of the school year.” You explain, “And until recently I would like to take things further with him…’ You trail off.

“And does he reciprocate those feelings?” She stares at you.

“We’ve both been very busy these past few weeks with the show and rehearsals during school, and keeping our grardes up. They’re not excuses but we truly haven’t had time to be with each other and I feel like he’s slipping through me like sand.” You blurt.

“Sweetie, if you want him to be yours then take him. Life's too short to cry about men that don’t care. If he’s smart, then he’s thinkin the same thing too.” She tugs you in for a hug, “Are you worried about anything else with him?”

You hesitate, “He’s… a little on the older side.”

“How much older?”

“I’d like not to say.” You chuckle.

“Well sweetheart, at least you’re over 18, anything younger and I’d call the cops on his ass.” She gets riled up, “But older as in older than 30?”

You blink, deciding to stay silent.

“Oh darlin, you’re treadin hefty water.” She shakes her head, “When I was about your age, I dated an older man too and I had the biggest disneyland eyes for him. He paid for anything and everything for me. We partied but mind you this was the 80’s. We were the happiest we could ever be, but I wanted kids and he didn’t. He was already so much older and his kids were about to have kids.”

You listen to her, the age gap indefinitely being a serious factor for you both, “Well he doesn’t have kids.” As far as you know, you didn’t know if he had other family, or past relationships. You didn’t know much about him.

“But me and my man back then, we ended things on a good note. We were in each other's lives for a reason. If you and this boy end things for any reason, it can end on a good note. You needed each other for a certain part of your life and you move on with it. That’s life.”

“Thank you, so deeply inspirational.” You say sarcastically.

“I'm serious Sugar, if people learned to have less hate in their hearts, we would probably live longer and not have wrinkles.” She chuckles. “Will you bring him in someday?”

One day, maybe one day in a perfect world when you can officially be together in the world’s eyes and no one would hate you guys for it. In another lifetime, you’d hope.

“Someday.”

“Everything’s okay as long as he’s treating my sugarpie alright.” She kisses your temple and you bask in her scent. Matilda always smells like sweet orange reminding you of the meadows in North Carolina. Reminding you of your mom when you were just a happy little girl. What would you be without Matilda?

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You clock out and walk out the bakery from your shift, rushing to get to a late night voice lesson you had scheduled with Mr. Miller, after the play you had to worry about your voice recital, and to prepare your voice to be in tip top shape for the spring musical. You feel your phone buzzing in your pocket, checking to see your suitemates group chat blow up.

New Message: 19:45

Hannah: Guys check Mr. Morales’s instagram.

Laylah: That man has an instagram? Isn't he like in his 50’s?

Rose: OHHHH SHIT

Laylah: Fuck is this bad, what is it?

Hannah: That picture looks like it was taken outside near our dorm building.

Oh shit.

Laylah: Who’s the fucking girl!

You immediately check Frankies instagram, you guys had followed each other a couple weeks ago, not paying any attention to the fact he has tens of thousands of followers. You click on his profile from the search bar, and his recent new post on his page is the one he took of that night. Captioned: Missing you, mi amore.

You study the picture, your hair is long past your neck, and you obviously can’t see your face, but you can see the moonlight reflecting off your body. It was a good picture. He deleted everything else off his page, it’s just you.

Every step you took felt like the weight of the world was on your shoulders. After looking at the group chat, you decide to respond,

You: Do you guys think it could be a teacher?

Rose: It could, but none of the teachers here have that hair color.

Of course none of them did, you couldn’t blame the picture on anyone else. At least they didn’t immediately suspect it was a student, or fucking you.

Hannah: It’s blowing up everywhere, the comments under the post are filled with questions and congrats.

Laylah: Look at fucking Deuxmoi.

The next few stories were the picture again, but submissions of people saying who they think it is. You were glad to see nowhere near your name or level of regular people, all C-List celebrities and above.

You: Do you guys have any bets on who it is?

Hannah: Imagine it’s Halsey or like someone super fucking famous and we get to meet her for the show.

Rose: That would be fucking amaze.

Laylah: Isn’t it crazy how he’s like considered famous to us and we just don’t even blink an eye just because he’s our teacher

You: Oh yeah, it’s fucking crazy, I bet we’ll find out soon.

Thousands of people are trying to figure out who you were, and you were 100% sure you would not let that happen.

New Message: 19:57

Frankie: I have a surprise for you

You: I think you have surprised me enough for one day, you think?

Frankie: Was it too much?

You: No it wasn’t, I love it Frankie. It just took my breath away. That gossip girl page Deuxmoi has it posted everywhere though.

Frankie: Well I had to post you sweet girl. That page can talk about you all they want, because I want everyone to see it, I want people to know that my heart has been taken from me.

After receiving that text, you walk into your voice lesson with Mr. Miller and you see Frankie seated next to him, both men looking up from their phones to meet your eyes.

His heart has been taken.

“Hi Mr. Miller, Mr. Morales.”

He shifts in his chair, that name coming from your mouth always makes him squirm.

You get out your music and wait for Mr. Miller to prepare his ipad with his accompaniment for the piano.

“Sorry, today Mr. Morales is going to sit in on your lesson today, we were talking about things for the musical and he doesn’t have much to do for now.” Mr. Miller justified.

“My bad Darlin, I hope my presence doesn’t scare you or anythin.” He glares at you.

“No worries Mr Morales, I don’t mind at all.”

“Perfect, so for today I wanted to pick out Winter Recital music and have you briefly sing them all. This Winter senior recital will be a little shorter than the springs since that’s the last hurrah for your college years but let me show you,” He shuffles through papers, “Here’s the music, I hope you enjoy these pieces, I think they fit your level and voice part quite nicely. And here’s some ensemble music you’ll all be doing together, I’ll play theml.” He turns on his TV, “Fish I hope you don’t mind man.”

There’s that nickname again.

“No it’s cool, I love choral music.” He sits back in his chair, not taking his eyes off of you.

He handed you some pieces your class would do together, he played Indodana, a hymn in Xhosa. This piece brought tears to your eyes, it was incredibly beautiful and you were excited to recreate it with your class. Then he played Earth Song, a cry for peace in the midst of war. This song really resonated with you. Then he went through more pieces for you, commenting on what parts he likes for you.

“And for the finale, I’d like you to pick an opera for yourself. I don’t really teach opera, but I’ve heard you and I know you can do it.” Mr Miller smiles.

“Me, do an opera song at our senior winter recital?”

“Yes, I think it would be good to show off what our school has, yes?” He shakes his head to Frankie.

“Yeah I agree, your tone is so clear darlin, and your voice never gives out. I’m sure you can do it.” He chides in. “Show off your perfect pitch sweetheart.”

He was edging you on. The way you sound with him, so loud and clear. You could scream so loud and high pitched because of him, the heavens could hear.

“Thank you seriously, this means a lot. Do you want me to pick a song now?”

“Preferably so I can get the sheet music, or have someone transpose it onto paper. 5 ish minutes good enough for you?”

You nod, and take out your phone to look through your music library, preferably looking through Caroline Polacheks discography.

New Message: 20:46

Frankie: 5 minutes starting

You: Keep your eyes to yourself Mr. Morales, you’re making me lose focus.

Frankie: Hmmm, I would. But that's no fun. Sorry.

He gets up from his seat to sit next to you, blabbering about some opera songs that he’s liked in his past years.

But you can’t focus on that, all you can focus on is his infatuating smell, it covers your brain cells and prevents you from formulating a single thought. His hair is curlier than usual today, and you would risk your whole life to touch it in front of Mr. Miller. You felt completely unresponsive to anything Frankie was saying to you.

“Find one yet?” Mr. Miller looks over your phone.

“I really liked this one.” You blurted, “Last Days: Non Voglio Mai Vedere II Sole Tramontare. It’s by my favorite singer Carolina Polachek, and she actually did it for a parisian opera a couple months ago. I would absolutely love to see if I could perform this.”

“That’s funny you say that. We all have actually met her.”

“Of course you have,” You throw your hands in the air, “So you know her style of music?” You question Mr. Miller.

You’d have to ask him more another day about her, you were too distracted to care about anything.

“Oh yeah, her voice is beautiful. Those high F sharps may be a challenge, but we'll work on them don’t worry. I’ll get some sheet music soon enough and we can work on the pronunciation.” He looks down to his watch, “Ah, it’s exactly 9. You may leave now, next lesson everyone will be together, and then we’ll go to individual lessons again.”

“Thank you Mr. Miller, have a great night. Mr. Morales.” You smile at him.

You walk out of his lecture room, receiving another ding from your phone.

21:03

Frankie: Wait at the water fountains for me, he’s about to leave through the other exit.

You: What are you up to?

Frankie: We’ll see.

You wait, scrolling through your phone. Interested to see what he wants.

He walks out the hall, locking the door behind himself. Catching you, he looks like a hungry lion. The glimmer changed in his eyes. He advances towards you, grabbing your hand and pulling you to a door near the building entrance unlocking quickly before you can even register. It looks like a janitor's closet.

He flicks on the light, it’s about big enough for someone to sit in, shelves to hold cleaning supplies, but not much more.

“And what is this, Mr. Morales? A small little closet to do what in?” You play dumb.

“You tell me.” He whispers.

A vibration went down your back. You set your bag down in a corner of the tiny room, knowing exactly what you want this night to be for. You’ve been planning for this all along.

Tying up your hair, unbuttoning the cuffs to the sleeves of your shirt. You walk up to him, closing in and pushing him against a shelf.

“You’re gonna let me do what I want to do next, even if you want to save it for a “special night”. Tonight's about you Frankie.” You bring your hands to the hem of his jeans, cupping your hand around his cock. Always so swollen.

“Fuck sweet girl, I’ve imagined so much with you lately, I need your hands on me- please.” He begs.

You sink to your knees, bracing to open his jeans and unleash his cock. You’ve never seen it, you’re nervous, but what you’ve felt makes your mouth water. You shimmy his jeans down his legs, kissing his stomach, adoring his happy trail. His whole body succumbs to you immediately, kissing every rough patch of skin, every freckle, every section of skin open to you. You notice his legs are covered in tattoos.

The dark ink on his golden skin making you hornier than ever.

The second you meet his boxers, his cock twitches.

“Can I?” You look up, bracing your hands at the edge of his boxers.

“You’re gonna kill me sweet girl. A man’s gotta beg for a girl like you to be touchin my cock?”

With his needy confirmation, you bring them down, revealing every inch. Your brain plummeted. It was so big, and thick. Hair at his base surrounding his cock, and your mouth couldn’t stop watering.

You wish you could skip this part and immediately crawl over him, pushing every inch into your pussy, closing in so tight you both can’t move.

The more you looked at his cock, the more it grew in size, the wetter you became. You could feel the liquid oozing out of you. Still, who knew you could want to suck a man so bad, but it is Frankie Morales.

“It’s big, really big Frankie.” You choke.

“What darlin? Cat bite your tongue? Those googly eyes like what they see?” He falters.

Instantaneously, you swirl up spit in your mouth and spit on his tip, bringing your thumb to his head, mixing your spit and pre-cum together.

He seethes through his teeth, the movement happening too fast he had to hold onto a rail.

He looks down, “Taste us together, go on, pretty girl. I know you want to.”

You take your thumb up to your mouth. It tasted almost sweet, of course coming from Frankie. This made you crave more. You hum in the taste, swallowing every last drop.

“Look at you dirty girl, already licking cum. I bet that pussy is aching to feel me again huh?” You nod. “Get those fingers wet from your leaking pussy, I wanna taste.”

You do as you’re told, shoving your hand so fast in your pants to relive the prevalent ache in your core. Tonight is about Frankie. Dick what brain needs to go away.

He bends slightly to lick your fingers, “Sweeter than candy angel, fuck. Such a good girl.” He swallows what’s given to him.

Catching him by suprise, you spit along his dick, wrapping your hand around him, “You’ve been so good to me Frankie, making me squirt, making my pussy feel full with these thick fingers.” You bring his hands to your head, making his hands wrap full of hair, “Now fucking face fuck me, use my mouth.”

In double time, he grabs a hold of your hair in both of his hands, violating your face with his cock, spreading your mouth so wide, you can feel your jaw tick.

The sound of his cock relentlessly hitting the back of your throat made you want more, you wanted every ounce of cum inside his shaft to fill you up in every hole.

“Is this what you wanted from the start, just to suck me off pretty girl? You could’ve just asked nicely.” He growls.

You push away for a second, sending a popping sound. The spit from your mouth covering your lower face, dripping onto your clothes, “Why would I do that when you’ve been dying to cum down my throat?” You raise your eyebrows, “Just stating the fucking obvious Fish.”

He snarls, grabbing your face, you thought your body would give out, but you love it. Your body is opening up to him so easily, it’s simple biology. This is what you wanted for him. You knew he was so stressed, and letting him see the stars could make your heart have an orgasm too.

His cock continues to swell in your mouth, globs of pre-cum and spit are dripping all down your face, tears falling down. You reach the base of his cock for some time, nose nested into his hair. You move your face around his cock, angling it inside your mouth so it can reach deeper down your throat.

You reach your hands to touch his balls.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck- babygirl-.” He groans.

You pull off, “Is this okay, is it too much?”

“No, no- so good- so- fuck- you’re gonna make me cum in you like that.” His legs spasm.

“That’s the goal.” You chuckle.

You continue to bob, up and down his perfect cock, rubbing his balls. You bring them to your lips, moaning, hoping the vibration will send him over the edge. His body reacted perfectly, you couldn't believe your ears when he started to slightly whimper, it was too much for him.

“Oh my god- baby- keep doing that-- shit-.” He yells. “Such a good fucking girl.”

He forces your face up and down a few more pushes, and finally a thick sweet substance is flowing down your throat and you can’t get enough. You moan louder, draining his dick for everything he has. You can see the whites of his eyes, his strong hands bracing your skull, your tongue never leaving his cock.

“Come up baby, let me see your face.” He whispers. You didn’t want to breathe, you wanted to stay stuffed from him. His cock started to go soft in your mouth, but you didn’t want to detach from him.

He breaks free from you, breathing together in sync, “You’re gonna be the death of me, pretty girl.” He falls to the ground holding you on the ground. Laying limp against the shelves in the closet. “My beautiful sweet dirty girl.”

“Your beautiful sweet dirty girl?” You ask. Your heart is completely unsolicited and open to the question, “Am I yours, Fish?”

“Baby girl,” He holds you tighter, ��You always have been. Since I saw you getting your dorm room that night. You saw me looking down at you, remember? And the bathroom?”

“I do remember, your memory is impeccable.” Kiss.

“Since the orientation meeting.” Kiss. “I brought in Timothée for you, I needed someone I trusted to see how talented you are.” Kiss.

“He kinda slipped up at the end of class that day and told me how you felt. I couldn’t see it then because you were so closed off with me.” You reveal.

“Of course that boy did.” He grumbles. “I was closed off with you because I didn’t want to scare you away, I didn’t want this to be dead before it started.”

“Hey, he didn’t mean to. Don’t give him a rough time. I think because of him, we’re in this very spot right now.” Kiss. “And your death scare makes you really fucking hard to read.” You giggle.

“Oh whatever,” He clicks his tongue, “But since your monologue, since I heard your beautiful voice singing Caroline Polachek. Fuck, ever since I heard about that fucking bitch Nina talkin to you.”

“You know?”

“Of course I know. When we were all talking about who would get Lady Macbeth, Pope, um Mr. Garcia, told us what was going on. She’s been a headache ever since she’s been a freshman, and her father can get fucking lost.”

“Yeah during my audition, she got to me, deeper than I thought. It made me actually cry during my scene though.”

“Oh sweetheart, fuck. I’m sorry I was so cold to you. I wish you could’ve come to me after that.” “No, Frankie, it was the both of us.” You nestle to him closer.

“Up on that stage, I can’t take my eyes off you. You captured us all so much, we all immediately knew you’d get the part. You’ve been broadway ready for ages. Those questions we all asked you were like a bullshit follow up if you’re askin me,” He kisses your head, “And if Nina Wyatt ever gets close to you or your friends, tell me.” He adds darkly.

“But the nightclub.” He holds your face, “That night was when I knew I never wanted anyone else. Seeing you dance on that stage, your dress, your skin in the lighting, your smile spreadin all across your face. My heart is fucked.”

You wish you could have done something about this sooner, every time after you’ve been with him you have to fucking overthink and question every action.

“I’m afraid.” You shiver.

“I know, you’re such a smart girl. So smart for weighing out your options. That kind of yours, always thinkin about everyone. If you wanna back out for any circumstance I understand. There’s so much to risk. For the both of us. But I’m done hiding away from the risks, m’not gonna lose you because of some people talking online.”

“Deuxmoi has it out for me, literally.”

“Let them find you, I don’t care.” He murmurs in your ear. Playing with your hair.

You knew this was Frankie giving his heart to you. If he continued any more, you would’ve burst into tears, he’s all you’ve been looking for your entire life. This feeling consumes you. You need him to know how you feel.

“I couldn’t, Frankie. I could never leave you. I was just scared you were seeing someone else and I don’t want my issues to mess with anything.”

“Darlin, it’s okay. I want you to know, you can have access to anything. I want to give you my world, want you to feel safe no matter what. And you don’t have ‘issues’ gorgeous, you’re human and that’s okay.”

You’ve never had a man, especially an older man, say words to you that resonated with your heart so deeply. How did your worlds suddenly align?

After your mom and dad, you would never stay with a man through abuse, or if he cheated on you. And you pray to fucking god Frankie would never hurt you. God left you a long time ago, but you would pray that you were enough for him.

You felt that eventually, you’d tell Frankie about your life, you’d tell him about the things that have happened to you. And hopefully you’d meet his friends and family, and hear about his life. Hear about Spain and his travels. But right on now, you want to create a life with him.

“Then I’m forever yours.” You graze his lips, you can feel his heart beating so fast, you don’t know who fell eachother first.

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this is caroline polacheks opera song and tbh as a chorus person im not too deep into opera, but this is really damn good and how the hell does she hit those damn notes

[stimmypaw]

stimmypaw reads the apprentice’s quest, a blog post

A big one, just a bunch of thoughts as I’m reading it, of course, lots of spoilers for the first book in the Warrior Cats series A Vision of Shadows. This will be covering just the first book tho, it’s all in the Read More, let’s gooooooo!!!!

Vision Of Shadows time

Lots of new cats!!! I don't remember these guys as kits or anything wrow!!! I like their names but itll take a while to get used to them

Also cant believe they printed stormcloud's dead name

Omg there's a cat named beepaw

I love these cats all of them so much im going 2 cry

All new names are perfect

I FORGOT HOW GORGEOUS THE CAT VIEW IN THE RECENT BOOKS WAS, LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT

I'm glad leafpool smokes weed

I love reading from Jayfeather's point of view, his grumpiness hasn't grown on me ever but thats just me, I still enjoy it lots he's great and its fun

Firestar and Leopardstar's characterizations are On Point i love it

OOF i feel so bad when jayfeather is mean to others, poor kestrelflight, I love those two

Lovely Jayfeather moments now its time for the first chapter

I like this duo! Also I didn't think I'd ever say this but shut up squirrelflight one can have fun AND learn with their mentors

Sparkkit sounds nice she makes jingling bell noises when she walks around

Alderkit is chadphobic /j

I can see Alderkit taking deep breaths to relax its rotating in my mind its beautiful

God this first chapter feels so good and comfortable, like eating noodles and chicken nuggets. I am so so deeply in love with it, its gorgeous!

Sparkkit is so perfect too, and Graystripe remembering Firestar aaaaaa

DUSTPELT SAID WHAT? PHDHAHAHHA OH NOOOO I don't remember their relationship much, must have been fun, I love young little creature squirrelflight I MISSED HER SO BAD WOW

I started reading the second chapter and died, I think ill take a break now 2 sleep heehhee

I love them describing twoleg stuff its always so fun and alien, like watching an animal planet show about funny sea creatures.

Also I have determined sparkpaw is my favorite, might be my favorite cat ever next to hollyleaf??? I really identify with her and also she's autistic i have decided that

Alderpaw baby noooo hhhh their mentor at least is trying to show its okay, he seems very emotionally distant so far and alderheart feels very emotionally needy, actually both of them do, did I mention I love Sparkpaw??? I might be imprinting myself 2 much on her

I love how like, its clear both of them are absolutely anxious and worried about others opinions on them, which is clearly something they got from being Firestar's grandkids, deputy kids and leader kids. And bramblestar too, I recall him being quite the anxious lad ahhah. Sparkpaw will be showing confidence and being loud but the second anyone isn't approving of her or she does something "wrong" she gets small and quiet, and she ended up setting a high bar for herself by being good at hunting and fighting so I'm curious to see how that will go. Also there's nothing wrong with being guided through a crowded place to meet others Sparkpaw!!! I bet the two of them would be stuck without not knowing how to talk to others had Needlepaw not shown up. I love them, my gf is mocking me saying I'm a Sparkpaw kinnie.

Apprentices will like learn about a thing and tell everyone about it all the time and assume its always true in every situation and thats valid I love kids like that. Also in my head Needlepaw kinda looks like a porcupine. Oh boo she's fatphobic >:(

I love apprentices they are so fun and silly, just making fun of the leaders like its nothing. The way they are clearly learning and absorving everything their warriors say and do like sponges its just ***chefs kiss***

Omg shadowclan is just full of 12 year olds help

And then the old person said "it sure is hard being old!" And everyone clapped

Shout-out to pretty Riverclan apprentice #481977 I love her

Leafpool: 👁👁

Alderpaw: I knew it im cursed and awful and terrible and I will never amount to anything

I wish the cats didn't seem to be giving up on him so easily though

Ah yes the classic thunderclan move "you suck, into the medicine hole you go"

The way sparkpaw changes the things she says and how she does when it isn't the status quo around her oooooooooooooyeaaaaaaa I love 1 autistic cat

Alderpaw considering your problems lesser than other cats won't help you deal with them better bro

I love Needlepaw's excitement about Alderpaw being a medicine cat apprentice, and her sarcasm, she feels like a preppy teenager

Ahhh this is so good, I am so thirsty for family moments like this, just Alderpaw bonding with grandma, I’ll definitely want to draw this one it’s so sweet.

Oh to be young and silly.

I really am enjoying like, Alderpaw’s struggles to seeing how he fits in the clan, how he fits in himself, how he wants to be seen and what he wants to be, it’s really good. I Am Engaged(tm) With This Plot.

SPARKPAW NOOOOOOO but also Yes I want her to be shown vulnerable and weak please 

POP, god watching this stuff always awful, the cats must have thought he broke her ahahah

Also, really great that they learned from Dovewing and now like leave choices and discussions about prophecies between adults

And plus Brambles seemed to take the time to explain stuff to him, seems he wont be going alone either the 1 thing is that he will be the only one knowing what the journey is really about, why though??? I didnt read Firestar's Quest or whatever why does Skyclan need to be secret??? Seems quite silly really!

YESSSS SANDSTORM GET HIS ASS FIGHT FIGHT LOVE THIS LOVE SANDSTORM

I could feel squirrelflight nearing explosion here, this was very fun, i wish they werent hiding this though!!!

The secret thing is showing to be a plot point so I am once again Very Engaged

Also, wonderful dialogue bit, someone asked Bramblestar why an Elder is going and:

Lovely perfect perfect

I miss you dovewing

SQUIRRELFLIGHT LOVE YOU

Oh boy this is it

Traveling book moment

Graystripe: Soooo you're excited to go on the journey to the old territories and Skyclan?

Sandstorm: Yes! It's been ages and-

Graystripe: I'm sure the tribe will love the visit too

Sandstorm, groaning: Oh noooo I forgot about how the tribe is in the way of every journeyyyyy noooooo they're such a racist caricature, please tell me you have a plan

Graystripe: Yes don't worry about it the writers forgot about the tribe in my comic book so you can just use the excuses i did to actively avoid it

Sandstorm: Oh thank Starclan

Sparkpaw's desperation to prove herself oof, her anxiety with understanding the prophecy, oh boy, and Alderpaw feeling too overwhelmed by the questions and not managing to talk!!!! I am so glad they are both autistic

Hoping "Being Leader" wont mean theyre putting nonsense responsibility on the apprentice again

Ah good Sandstorm is on the lead again, as she should, she should have been leader she would have been great

I can't believe Alderpaw thinks I look stupid and diseased :( /j

Everything about this twoleg scene was scandalous I loved it, Sparkpaw just toppled over a trash bag and they are eating from it, iconic, also did those twolegs throw out a whole turkey? Damn

Its not that Sparkpaw is freakishly good at hunting she is very hungry and constantly on the watch for things to eat

BRO Ive never been in a road where the drivers are this wild, throwing bottles out of the car????? Ive seen Fruit being thrown like once or twice, what the fuck!!! I'm glad they are going to wait until the morning to continue

Okay I was not expecting Needlepaw to show up this girl is chaotic I love her

ACTUALLY YEAH WHY DIDNT THEY TELL THE OTHER CLANS ABOUT THIS SINCE THE PROPHECY IS ABOUT ALL THE CLANS???

Needlepaw is like Rono from Bambi 2 if he wasnt a mean bully and thats very epic

Very curious character though, how come her mentor isnt teaching her the warrior code properly? Is that an issue with all apprentices?? Is the clan overwhelmed by 12 year olds and they won?

Having lots of fun trying to play the game "what animal are they describing this time" the erins made here, im glad they're in a farm. Worried about Sandstorm though :c

Fuck im worried about sandstorm a lot, her wound hurt on Me

Yeah water is good youre right sandstorm

Aw man I hope she's okay let her at least survive to meet skyclan please

NOOOOOOOO SANDSTORMA A AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Sandtteooonrjrbbbmmnnnnnnnnnn

I am so sad

Alderpaw denying it, Starclan shining upon their vigil, everything crushed me i cried

Alderpaw considers Nihilism

Haven't seen a cat thank starclan for prey in a while its

Oh look they time skipped a journey! They don't tend to do that thats nice

I'm so excited to be meeting The Skyclan that everyone in the fandom knows now

So far they seem kinda mean but thats most clans at first glance really

Okay somethings up

I uh have heard of Darktail pretty sure he's a bad guy so yeah something really bad happened to Skyclan

Am worried

Darktail sounds like an evil himbo* i may be enjoying him actually

*himbos are usually nice by default so he's just evil and stupid and strong

Does needletail know these cats already?????

Ah

Shit

Oh okay fuck

I've been quietly reading the rest because I am just concerned and I want them to be okay as quickly as possible

Waterfalls are a classic nice

Oh boy time for our unlikely duo of Alderpaw and Needlepaw to get out of a Mess!

I did not expect this to end up with the two of them journeying into parenthood, but I'm happy it did

Well actually I'm very unhappy theyre so lost and there's no sign of Skyclan I am very worried for everyone involved Sparkpaw must be feeling awful!

Twigkit is a great name

Yeah this ended terribly

Overall! Frigging loved it this book was GOOD and a great start for the series I am very excited to read the rest, SO WORRIED ABOUT SKYCLAN THO AAAA the characterizations were great the characters were great the pacing was fun and I didn't get bored once!

I think o only wish I had read this sooner really so I could look up others thoughts without getting heavily spoiled about the last books, I can watch a few videos already though thats a start ahhaha. But yeah it was great and it felt very good to read, haven't swallowed up a book so quickly in a very long time!!! Very happy I finally got my hands on this 💕💖💕💖💕💖 cant wait 2 start the next one

If you read all this, hope you had fun hahaha, ill be making more of these cus theyre fun and I like talking about warrior cats thats just my thing

Til next time

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i am so fucking frustrated rn because my dad arrived here from the us with his new wife after seven years. i'm still mad at him for neglecting his responsibilities to us and what he did to my mom but i hate how everyone is so against to us seeing him. i missed him so much. i love my dad a lot. i haven't seen him since i was in elementary and i dont know what to do anymore. im just really really sad about the whole thing bc my mom's ok with meeting him but my dad insists on bringing his new wife+

his new wife is nice and i get why my dad fell in love with her. shes nice and calm and shes takes care of my dad dearly. shes very supportive of him and maybe thats why dad liked her. my mom is nice too but when my dad went overseas to work he cheated on my mom a couple times. i get why my mom hated my dad. i hate him too for it and i will never forgive him for the terrible things he put us through but no matter what happens. hes still my dad. i havent talked to him properly for the past+

6yrs (and maybe a couple months) that he wasnt with us. ive only recently talked to him and i just really wanna see my dad you know. my mom wont let me and i understand where shes coming from. but i hate how controlling she is of everything. she kinda hates me right now for always talking to my dad and getting excited for his arrival here. im just torn between everything. everything makes me wanna runaway or hurt myself because this is all too much for me. even my relatives are not helping my+

mom get over the whole thing. they're provoking her and drilling her head with bad thoughts instead of telling her to let go of thing. i know it's hard and maybe a little insensitive of me to tell my mom to just let it go and be happy and i should never get tired of comforting her but it's so hard for me you know. im only human and im 17 yrs old. ive been dealing with this ever since my early elementary years. im so done and fed up with everything. it's kinda ungrateful of me to say that i hate+

my life because we're pretty well off but yes i do hate my life because i want a whole family. i would sound like a total hypocrite if i say that the material things in life doesnt make me happy. it only gives me temporary joy & what i want is permanent happiness. im sorry if this is too long i just needed to vent out & i didnt want to bug my best friends because their vacation has just started & i want them to not worry about me. thank you & i hope i didnt annoy u guys for this long ass message

Hey love! So sorry for the late reply I really wanted to sit down and reply to this since its a personal problem. I’m so sorry to hear about the relationship you have with your parents and that it must be rough :/ I can understand where your mother is coming from although there is no need for her to be so controlling of your life as you are 17 years old, almost an adult (in the US at least). Your father messed up and ruined his relationship with your mother and family and while he did make a mistake or two, it is true; he is still your father. As a father’s daughter its perfectly fine and natural to feel excited to see your dad even though he has hurt your mother. He is your dad, and you still love him im sure. Forgiveness doesn’t come too easily and perhaps your mother has crossed that just yet so she may still have those spiteful feelings toward him. Maybe that is why she doesn’t want you seeing him too. Though soon enough, when you become a legal adult, your mom will have no so in what you do and what you want to do and who you want to see. Talk it out with your mother and tell her how you feel and just try to have her understand how you see it in your eyes. You love them both, and hopefully equally. If you have done this already, then I’m sorry hun, I’m not sure what else to tell you other than sorry :c No one could possibly be happy when they’re in a situation like this. I hope things will work out for you soon and that you overcome this issue and try to feel better

-Love, 

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