#chesley asks

[lennysfridge]

FAVS

[slafkovskys]

OKAY YES RYSN AU WOO

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so i think they meet freshman year? maybe? like in the beginning of the year, hookup, and then she gets pregnant?

that would be the exact same storyline as baby moyle, unfortunately.

i was thinking something more along the lines of a hometown girlfriend that he’s been with for a couple of years and they get pregnant right before he goes off for his freshman year

[snuggerudism]

yes!

like he’ll be the number one supporter of you no matter what you do, wether that’s your classes or your hobbies

yes!!! he loves doing it too! he has such heart eyes watching you do anything

[sweetestcaptainhughes]

that’s my man

Word Count - 7200

Summary: Cole loves to train, and it’s no secret that’s how he’s number three on the Grind ‘24 list. But it’s also no secret that in the summer he loves taking his girl with him to the gym. But what happens when the new check-in doesn’t get the memo that Cole is in fact taken. 

Warnings: jealous girlfriend, easily embarrassed boy, talks of different kinks, VERY sub male, dom female, praising kink, thigh riding

Author's Note: I don’t know a lot about lifting, but I know enough to write this. Also if you're someone who goes to the gym regularly. They are doing a full-body day because you can fight me on it but it’s actually better as far as recovery time. As per usual, I was too lazy to do a full grammar edit, so sorry in advance. Anyway, thank you for reading as always. 

Masterlist

One of your favorite things to do in the summer was go to the gym with your boyfriend. Honestly, you don’t know what it was that made it your favorite summer activity. Maybe it was because you knew Cole cheered you on like no other when you beat a PR. Maybe it’s because he’s one of the only humans who you truly trust as your spotter knowing that man will injure himself before anything happens to you. Maybe it was that somehow he always wears the same damn white snapback and tightest shorts he has. Maybe it was because you loved being able to tease him in between sets. Maybe it was the fact that you were able to just stare at him while his muscles tensed to lifting the heavy weights. If you were being honest with yourself it was probably a mixture of all the above that made you happily jump your ass in the car before him when he asked if you wanted to come. 

This time was no different when Cole walked into the kitchen and hugged you from behind as he asked if you wanted to go to the gym with him. You happily agreed, especially since you couldn’t go the other day with him due to your work schedule. Quickly nodding your head yes, you ran upstairs to get some leggings on, crew socks because you liked lifting in socks, and a random Montreal crop top with 22 on the sleeve. Once you were done, you threw some vans on and went downstairs to meet Cole in the car. He already had the AC blasting and music on. As soon as you buckle your seatbelt, he is pulling off and handing you your water bottle he filled up. “Here you go Mamas” he shyly says, rarely does he call you by that name and whenever he does it makes himself blush. Deciding to reward him for the pet name you reach over and lightly kiss his cheek. 

“Thank you, baby boy.” you can’t help your smile grow as his cheeks get even more red.

It’s like time escapes you and before you know it Cole’s parking the car.  Both of you are shuffling out of the car. Cole waits for  you at the back of the car and flexes his hand, you know he wants you to hold his hand but he won’t say it out loud. A large part of you loves how shy he still is even after almost a year together. Slowly you reach for his hand that isn’t holding your water bringing it to your lips and leaving a small kiss. “Happy baby?” you ask shyly, he didn’t have to answer you already knew the answer. As you watched his cheeks stay that light red color, and smile shyly down to you.

Once you're inside you hear someone call Cole’s name, you turn your head to see it’s a girl you don’t recognize behind the desk. Cole starts to walk over, pulling you automatically due to your interlocked fingers. “Oh hey Chesley, nice to see you again.” Cole starts to make small talk with the girl and you can’t help but notice how she stands dipping over the counter trying to put her breasts on display. As if that’s not already too forward, she lightly touches Cole's upper bicep as his arm rests on the counter. 

“I’ve been great, I’m so glad to see you again… you know after the other day.” Her voice makes your stomach hurt.

“What was the other day?” you ask even though you know ignoring this girl was probably for the best. The little jealousy that started to brew in your gut couldn’t help but want answers.

“Oh you know when you were working the other day. That’s when I met Chesley and you know how the locker room door gets stuck sometimes y/n/n, well she didn’t know how to get it unstuck and she had to use the bathroom” you nodded your head yes but your eyes never left the girls as she wouldn’t stop staring at you “- and I was the only one here so I helped her.” Cole sounded like he had no idea what he just walked into and he probably didn’t. “Oh wait let me introduce you guys - Chesley this is my girlfriend Y/N, Y/N, Chesley.”  

“Hi nice to meet you.” you say your other hand is going to wrap itself around Coles arm that was still holding your hand. Not caring if it came off bitchy when you didn’t extend your hand especially since she hasn’t stopped batting her eyelashes at Cole since you got here. 

“Hi. oh Cole well if you need anything I’ll be here. I know last time you forgot your water.” The way she said it slipped like it was some secret between them. But it did cause your face to wrinkle in confusion because it didn’t make sense.

“Water? Baby you never forget your water.” you say turning to him.

“I know, but I was leaving as my mom was calling and I guess I got distracted.” His cheeks are still a soft pink from earlier in the parking. You couldn’t help but smirk at how easily embarrassed Cole gets sometimes. As you glance back to the girl, you see her smirking thinking she’s the reason for Cole’s blush, and something twists in your stomach. 

“It’s okay because I let him drink from mine. Plus you earned it shoving that door open after your… Hard workout” As she reached up to touch his arm again. Cole must have finally realized what was happening and pulled away. He really isn’t big on physical touch from people he doesn’t know and the fact he pulled away makes you smirk.  

“Well we're gonna go see ya” you don’t even pretend to be nice as you pull Cole away. You can feel her eyes following you to the turf as you put one earbud in, put on your playlist, and shove off your shoes. 

“Hey mamas, do you want me to spot you first?” he asks as he sets his water down, as you shake your head no. Handing him the other earbud and he quickly puts it in his ear. 

“It’s okay Cole you can go first today, I need to stretch anyway.” Cole can tell by your voice that something is wrong but decides not to push it. He walks over to the barbell that’s on the floor, adding the proper amount of weight while you finish your dynamic stretching. As you look up you can see Chesley starring at Cole while he sets the bar. 

Possessive isn’t a word you would normally use to describe yourself but as you feel your jaw set with her watching your boyfriend shamefully as he bends down to make sure the weights are fully locked in. Something about this girl shamelessly staring at his thighs makes you want to claim Cole, mark him as yours even though she already knows he is. You glance over at Cole as he moves the bench to behind the bar, knowing that means he’s decided to start with hip thrusts. Cole starts his set of twelve reps, slowly raising his hips each time, you can’t help but let your mind wander as you finally start to make your way over to him. Once he’s done with his first set he sits up shoulders resting against the back of the bench, the bar rolling stopping barely mid thighs. You come up to him from behind, separating your legs so they’re on either side of him and sit down on the bench. Your hands remove his snapback teasingly put it on yourself. “Hey give it back.” he says in a fake annoyed voice. His head tilting back so he can see you with a pout on his lips. Both of you know however that his announce and pout are fake and that he likes when you wear his clothes even if it’s just a simple hat. Your fingers lightly scrap at his head, his body automatically relaxing under your touch. His hands move away from where they were resting on the bar, to moving to the sides of your calves pushing you closer to him as he sinks into your legs. “Feels good love.” softly closing eyes, letting himself get lost in your comfort for a few seconds. Although you love this little moment you're having, the jealousy in you, can’t help but glance up at Chesley, as she quickly averted her eyes as you make eye contact. 

“Alright my time for my set.” you say as you remove your fingers from his hair and place his hat back to keep his hair out of his face. As you find both you moving around the gym, you still find the girl’s eyes following your boyfriend. Later when you were benching you could feel her eyes like a bad itch on your skin. Cole being your spotter could feel you start to slip as you were doing reps until failure. 

Cole hand was right there ready to help you if you felt like you needed as you finished one last rep. But once he saw you second guess the last pushup he didn’t give you a choice. “I got you baby.” as he gently helped you lift the bar to lock it in the stand. 

“I am proud of you know, you realize you just benched as much as Luke does. AND you got more reps in than him the other day!” with a small chuckle. 

“Yeah well he’s barely been in the gym all summer so nothing to celebrate.” you mumble annoyed at yourself.  As you watch your boyfriend bend his head over the bar to look at you, slightly frowning at your pout. 

“Okay so he’s a lazy fucker we knew this. But do you want to hear the lecture about how insane it is that you're a girl and your muscle density isn’t-” you pull Cole down with a smile on your face and kiss him upside down.

“What’s that for?” he mumbles, not fully pulling away. 

“To shut you up but also thank you.” you mumble as you pull away you see Cole’s cheeks bright red and as you sit up you see Chesley looking at you both from the check-in desk again. 

This isn’t your proudest moment and you're not sure if it’s you being frustrated that your spotter actually had to rescue you or just Chesley staring all morning at your boyfriend. But you decide at that moment, to turn on the PDA even more which is wild because you and Cole never have this much PDA in general. It’s almost impossible to find pictures of you online together kissing or even cuddling because you both respect your privavy and like keeping intimate moments private. Slowly you started with little touches as Cole set the weights on the rack for himself. He was so focused on what he was doing barely even noticing at first. But as you glanced up you could tell she took notice and you couldn’t help the smirk on your lips. 

Eventually, Cole did catch on to the fact that you would let your fingers ever so slightly graze his arm, or touch his thigh after a set. Everytime, he did you could feel him getting more shy and almost twitch away from your touch in shock. His cheeks looked like a lobster shade of red almost permanently from all the small touches you left behind. 

Later as you were doing jump ups, making sure your ass was on full display for Cole. He got embarrassed when you put your ass practically in his face instead of easily going from the other side. “Sorry Coley” you whine out as you turn around and see the almost permanent blush on his face from today. Once you jump down from the box, take your hand and lightly rub it down his chest and slowly bite your lip trying to look innocent. His dick twitching in his compression shorts between all the touches and now you are looking at him with that look in your eyes.  

“Hey are you okay, love. You’ve been off since we got here.” he asks suspiciously. The gulp he let out didn’t go past you. Part of you started to feel bad for doing this to your boyfriend all morning, but you also didn’t want to hear his reaction to your insecurities about the new girl. 

“Yup peachy.” trying to make your voice a normal tone but failing miserably. He gives you that look that tells you he knows you're lying. But before he can open his mouth you sigh. “I might… be a little jealous.” you barely whisper as you hide your face with your hands and shove it into his shoulder. Naturally he wraps his arms around you, tightening his grip unconsciously as if it was the most natural thing in the world to hold you. 

“Jealous of who?” he whispers, trying to keep his voice down to have a private moment despite being in a semi crowded gym. It wasn’t often you felt insecure or jealous and Cole knew that you probably didn’t want others to hear about you having an off day.As he looked down at you, finally you felt like showing yourself to him and  you removed your hands from your face. 

“The new girl, she won’t stop staring at you and yeah I know you're hot. But I’m literally right here! She could at least pretend to respect me.” With each word your voice raises to more of an annoyance. 

Cole shyly smirks “ okay let her” as he dips his mouth to your ear. “She’s not the one who’s made me hard right now.” You tilt your head up to him and take your hand to caress his check. 

“Oh yeah?” you can’t help but tease him a little.

His mouth finds your ear again, “ yeah you have me almost begging you in the middle of the fucking gym how badly I need you.” He doesn’t bother removing his face from the crock of your neck, pressing his hard on to your thigh. 

“Oh yeah.” your hand goes to the nape of his neck pushing closer. You hear him make a sound of agreement. “What do you want me to do baby boy?” At this point you should probably stop considering you're in the middle of the gym but you wanna see how far Cole is willing to go before he whines to go somewhere else. 

“I just need you please, you can use me however the fuck you want I don’t give a fuck. But if I could choose I’d have you ride me as you used my cock to get yourself off. When my mouth plays with your boobs and you play with my hair while you tell me how good of a boy I’m being for you mamas.” Cole usually isn’t so forward with what he needs especially in public and it makes you drip at the thought of claiming him. 

“Imma grab my shoes okay baby. Can you be a good boy and go to the car and wait?” you can feel him shake his head yes. “Okay good I’ll drive us home baby. I know you don’t wanna get caught by one of the boys as I’m fucking the shit out of you in the car.” You can hear him grunt as he pulls away from you pulling down the ends of his shorts trying to hide his hard-on. He backs away and turns towards the wall where you discarded your slip-on vans earlier and your water bottle. By the time you turn away Cole is already gone and you can’t help but smirk as you know he’s probably already in the car waiting for you with the AC already blasting. 

You quickly make your way out of the gym but can’t help but hear Chesley try to get your attention. “Oh Y/N you're gone so soon! Is Cole not feeling well? He usually spends hours here… with the boys.” Trying to control your breathing but honestly you wanted to clock this girl but knew that Cole loved this gym, you took another deep breath. “Guess you don’t have the stamina that he does.” Her voice sounding like the scratching of nails on a chalkboard, although you control yourself not to hit her, your mouth isn’t as easily convinced. 

“Actually Sarah was it? We just decided to get some cardio done at home instead. Cole didn’t think the owners would like it if we fucked in the middle of the turf.” Your voice comes out so sweet and innocent pretending that you have no idea why Cole would see anything wrong. You smiled as her mouth fell open, “well see ya around” as you walked out of the gym and quickly made your way to the car. Opening the driver's door you let yourself get settled in the seat, purposely not looking in Cole’s direction. You grab your airpod case and put your airpod away realizing that Cole already put the other one away. 

As you adjusted the seat and mirrors to be able to drive home you could feel Cole’s eyes burning into the side of your face. Finally you decide to give him a little attention, “thanks for listening so well baby.” as you take your right hand off the wheel and put it on his thigh slowly moving your hand up and down. All of the teasing must have gotten to Cole more than you thought because he softly buckled his hips trying to get you to put pressure where he needed it most. “And just when I compliment you for being a good listener you try to be a brat.” Your mouth making a ticking noise of disapproval as you turn onto the highway heading back to Cole’s place. 

“Please, i’m sorry” you can hear the pleading in his voice even though your eyes are 0n the road. It kind of hurts your heart a little denying Cole when he didn’t do anything wrong. 

“I know baby boy, it’s okay, I’m not mad” you say as your hand inches closer to where he needs it. Coming up on your exit, both of you realize you're only ten  minutes away from his place. “What do you need?” you ask softly as your hand gently goes over his bulge and gives a light squeeze. His one hand was going to squeeze your wrist, the other that was leaning against the window flexing as he leaned his head back. 

“I - I na need” you could tell Cole was getting overwhelmed and for once you were grateful you were close to home so he didn’t get too worked up before he could have his release. 

“Do you want me to help you cum?” you ask, your hand still not removed from the bulge that as you glance over makes you squirm from how uncomfortable it looks like it is, Cole shakes his head no quickly.

“Nnn, no. I want you, I wanna taste you mamas.” His words have more of an effect on you than he even realizes. But sadly it logically doesn’t work if you're driving and Cole knows that too. 

“Baby we're five minutes from home now okay and then you can have me I promise.” The hand that was on his bulge moved to his face and squeezed his cheek. The pout on his lips makes your knees feel weak. He shifts in his seat so that he can lean over so that his head is resting against your upper arm. Both of your hands now on the wheel for the first time this entire drive. It takes everything in you not to pull the car over and just take care of him right here but being so close to home it just doesn’t make sense. 

“I know.” you hear Cole mumble, although you're not looking in his direction, you suspect that his eyes are closed and that he’s pouting. Removing your right hand from the wheel you find one of his and put it under your crop top. His head lifts up as he feels his hand move under your shirt. 

“Mamas?" he asks in a questioning tone probably thinking about how obvious it looks to the people we pass as I turn into his neighborhood. 

“It’s okay baby, you got tinted windows.” That's all it took for Cole to unbuckle his seatbelt so he could shift in his seat fully to face you. He dipped head under your crop top and you could feel him push up at your sports bra desperately as his mouth closed on your right boob and sucked. His right hand going across your chest to squeeze the other one. “Fuck bubs. Hmmm..” one hand busy turning on your street, while your other hand goes to press Cole’s head deeper into your chest. His mouth is swirling and sucking hard on your nipple now. Wanting him to know that he’s doing a job you let out a small moan. He moans in response with your nipple in his mouth, the feeling going straight to your core. “Coles were home” you whisper, quickly removing your hand to press the garage remote. Driving into the garage and parking. Cole still hasn’t moved from under your shirt but now that the car is parked at least you can let yourself get lost in the feeling. 

Throwing your head back against the headrest and closing eyes. Your hand going under your shirt to pull at Cole’s hair, not sure where his hat disappeared to but grateful you were able to touch his hair finally. After a minute or so you became antsy to go inside. “Cole baby, it’s time to go inside.” you say in a semi-serious tone. All you hear from Cole is a grunt that you can assume means no as he squeezes your boob not his mouth harder. “Come on baby, we gotta go inside, you're acting like a brat bubs. Don’t you like being a good boy.” knowing exactly what to say for Cole to remove himself from under your shirt and start to move finally. As he pulls away, you catch him in a needy kiss, biting his lip by surprise easily taking control of the kiss. Deciding that you need to move away before you end up not leaving the car. Both of you rush out of the car, Cole running around the hood to meet you picking you up unexpectedly makes you chuckle as he sits on the hood of his car, quickly stepping between legs. He connects your lips again but quickly you take control of the kiss, Cole moaning in response. He pulls away after a minute to catch your breath, and he pulls on your shirt, refusing to use his words. 

“Baby you know you have to use your words. What do you need bubs? You gotta tell me.” you say slowly encouraging Cole to use his words instead of pouting. He also knows when he uses his words 90 percent of the time he gets what he wants. But when he’s in this state of mind, of needing to be taken care of. He tends to struggle with using his voice, which actually turns you on even more but you will never admit that to him. 

“Can I take it off mamas?” softly pulling at the fringe at the end of your shirt. He looks up in your eyes and you shake your head yes. He quickly grabs your shirt and rips it off the top of your head. Quickly making contact with your chest leaving soft wet kisses and soft bites everywhere but not hard enough to leave a mark. The feeling makes you lean your hands back to give him more access. “I wanna taste you.” he whimpers as he continues his attack on your chest slowly moving up to your neck. 

Quickly you move your arms that were extended behind you to around his neck, crossing your legs behind him. “Take me upstairs, first baby boy.” you demand.

“Okay my love.” As he picks you up and turns you both so he can carry you up the few garage steps and into the house effortlessly. Both craving each other, you lean in and continue to deepen your previous kisses, quickly feeling more desire for eachother then before. Cole can’t stop whimpering as you pull at his small hairs at the back of head as he enters the bedroom. He softly places you on the bed, without breaking contact with your kiss. Both of you kick your shoes off as soon as you make contact with the bed. He slowly pulls away sitting up on his knees to catch his breath asking, “can I please eat you out now mamas.” 

Cole usually doesn’t whine for this long, he also usually doesn’t have to wait this long for what he wants. As much as you want to to edge him on and push his limits. The idea of him sinking when he never has before makes you nervous. “Okay baby go ahead.” The smile on his face makes your stomach warm with anticipation. Lifting your hips, you help Cole take your leggings, underwear and socks off. Deciding to take your sports bra off as well. 

“Wait bubs, you gotta take something off too” reaching forward you pull his shirt above his head. Slowly you scoot up on the bed to give him more room to lay down. Leaning against the headboard as Cole dips his head down giving you wet kisses, lightly nipping your soft skin on your stomach as he makes a trail to your pussy. Moving your legs to make more room for himself, keeping his hands on your thighs making sure they stay further apart to give him more access to your core. Slowly he dips his head down and looks up at you waiting for your direction. One of your hands is going to move the hair out of his face, “go ahead baby.” 

That’s all it takes for him, to shove his mouth in your folds licking up and down as if his mouth had been in a drought for days and this was his first sight of water. He closed his eyes enjoying tasting you after begging for it for so long. His hands pressing down on your thighs pushing you closer to you. The hand that wasn’t playing with his hair, going to your boob to play with your nipple. “bubs feels good, always such a good boy for me.” you softly coo your encouraging words to your boyfriend. He decides to put your attention on your clit, moaning as he hears your breath catch in your mouth. The sensation going straight to your core, feeling yourself being worked up. Deciding that if you were gonna cum off of his mouth you needed a new angle. Pushing his face away, he got the message and pulled away, not without a small pout on his lips. 

“Lay down on your back.” your demanding  tone leaving no room for argument. Quickly he laid down beside you, his head resting against the pillows. His leg twitching in nervousness not going past you, as you smirk down at him. Sitting on your knees beside him your hand goes to lightly go over his bulge in shorts. Knowing that it was mean but not caring as the idea came to you. “Bubs you're wearing too many clothes, I’m gonna take your shorts off.” Your fingers moving up to his lower stomach, pushing down in the start of his v-line making him whine a little in response. Then returning your hand to his bulge and giving a light squeeze, Cole bulks his hips in response not caring if he got punished for it. “Babyboy wait, then once you're undressed, I am gonna sit on your face and use your mouth to get myself off.” As you slowly start to pull at his shorts and boxers he lifts his hips automatically to help you. His brows frown, wanting to know what happens next. 

Barely over a whisper he asks “ then what?” 

“I’m gonna tease you, and suck you off until you're begging for me to ride you and let you cum inside me.” Lightly take your pointer finger and trace the vein that’s so visible on his dick. “Do you think you can handle that bubs?” you ask as you start to sit, getting ready to swing your leg over his shoulder. 

“Ahmm.. yeah mamas” 

“Good boy.” Finally, swinging your leg, before you lower yourself all the way down you ask “remember the sign if you need a break right.” making direct eye contact with his hazel-gray eyes. He shakes his head and with that you sit down, your hands resting on his chest for stability. Slowly you start grinding on his face. Cole’s hands go to the back of your thighs, kneading the flush there slowly creeping up to your ass, pushing you even closer to him. Quickly you find your pace, rolling your hands as Cole’s long tongue goes in and out of your core. The pleasure slowly starts to build, you increase the speed of hips rolling, basically just grinding on his face. 

“Yeah right there baby. Don’t stop.” you encourage him. Your nails starting to dig into Cole’s chest, the little bit of pain Cole felt going straight to his dick. His hands are scratching down the back of your thighs. Starting to feel the familiar coil your stomach straightens to tighten. “Fuck I’m gonna cum, don’t fucking stop.” His nose starts to nudge at your clit, as Cole pushes you down making you sit completely on him. That being the final act being enough for the tight warm feeling your stomach to explode. “FUCK fuck I’m coming Cole. fuck” repeating it like a prayer, Cole only mildly slowing down his actions licking up all your juices as you work yourself through your orgasm. Finally, parting from his mouth you crawl down to his boxers.

“Did I make you feel good?” he shyly asks. God how you loved this man, and how he always needed to be reassured that he made you feel good. 

“You did so good baby” you softly tell him, as you straddle him. His hands go to your hips pulling you closer as you bend down so your chest is flesh with him. Starting at his most sensitive spot on his neck, immediately getting his breath to catch in his throat. Smirking as you do kitten licks, finally putting your mouth on the spot and sucking making sure to leave a bruise. “Gotta make sure I mark you so that girl knows you're taken.” The jealous feelings from earlier today slowly rising in your chest again. 

He squeezes his hands on the flesh of your hips at your words. “Mark me everywhere, cause you're the only one who I ever want to see me like this for the rest of time.” His cheeks immediately became bright red, you know that he didn’t mean to confess so much and it was in the heat of the moment. But you can’t help the butterflies form in your stomach. Kissing his cheek giving him nonverbal comfort for his confession. 

Moving on you make your way down his chest, leaving hickies on the center of his chest. Licking down each of his abs, up and down and up again. Then softly biting each ab, probably leaving bite marks, Cole doesn’t seem to care as his moans grow into groans at the pleasure. “Ppp ple- please mamas.” almost as if he’s crying out.

Glancing up at him, you see how overworked he’s getting. “I taught you better than that bubs, use your words.” Your mouth doesn’t leave his lower stomach as you make eye contact with him through your lashes. 

Cole takes a few seconds to collect himself as his hands up and down your shoulder blades, something you know he does when he’s feeling a lot of things and needs to ground himself. “Mamas it hurts.” he whines out taking another ragged breath. “Can you please help me cum.” He begs and you swear you could never say no to him when he asks so politely. You shake your head yes, and you kiss down the side of his v-line. Quickly making your way down, you leave little love bites and kitten licks up both of his thighs alternating between the two. Moving his legs so bent and open more giving you more room to down properly between them. Cole is a whimpering, moaning mess at this point. Each sound from his loops turning you on more and more. Finally making it his almost red tip, softly kissing and licking it between the slit. Cole automatically bulking his hips. Taking your hands you push down on each of his hips so he can’t move them any more. His heads going to your hair and you know that it’s going to be a matted mess but the end of this. 

Taking your tongue, you start at the base and lick down the same vein you were teasing earlier. Then going back to kiss each of his balls which you know he would describe as ‘blue balls’ if you asked him. “Fuck mamas, feels so good” his eyes squeezed shut from the pleasure your finally giving him as your mouth puts the tip in your mouth. Softly sucking, slowly taking more and more until your softly choking. Cole usually isn’t this vocal in bed but you're loving how much he always moans and grunts when you take him in your mouth. His fingers threaded in your hair, as you moved the pace of your mouth. Cole never dares to push your mouth down, scared that he might accidentally hurt you since he knows he’s bigger than most. “Augh I- I am close” he whispers and he starts moving his hips unconsciously. Deciding to quicken your pace to help him cum faster, within minutes he’s crying out in pleasure and curse words as he shoots his cum into you. Continuing to suck until he comes all the way down, and tries to wingle out of your grasp scared over getting overstimulated. Finally you pop yourself off of him, a huge smile on your face as you look up on Cole as he looks properly fucked out, that glow on his skin as he pulls you up to his face. Softly he brings you into a kiss “Thank you mamas.” he whispers once he pulls away for air. 

Kissing his neck softly, as he arms tighten around you. Sitting up stranding is lower stomach, you have a devilish smirk on your mouth. “no love I don’t think I can” Cole says knowing where your brain is going without you even saying it. 

“Oh I think you can, but if you insist I know how to give you some rest while I still get what I want.”  your voice is cheekily teasing as you pull Cole to sit, sitting fully in his lap. 

“What?” he softly asks his forehead resting on your shoulder. 

“I'd rather show you.” as you move your leg so you're straddling just his right thigh. Taking your left hand resting it on his cheek to turn his head in your direction. Moving your head to crain of your neck, as you sit fully on his thigh grinding down. Bending down slowly whispering in his ear “what if I just use you again to get off, it wouldn’t be the first time I use your thigh.” His hands tightening on your hips, his grip so tight you would be shocked if you didn’t have little bruises on them later. He hums in response as you softly kiss the hickies you gave him earlier in the crook of his neck as you continue to softly grind on his thigh. “What do you think, you wanna watch me use you as I use you to get off. I’ll let you play with my boobs. While I use you to get off, I’m not evil bubs.” Softly moving down to the spot between his collarbone and neck biting hard as he groans in his pleasure. 

“Fuck. Please” he mumbles as he softly puts his left boob in his mouth tightening his grip on your left hip. That’s all it took for you to roll your hips at a faster rate, alternating between rolls and purely grinding down on him. Breathing between both of you becoming uneven again, as you glance down to softly tease Cole’s cock as it’s already getting hard again. Cole softly bites down on your nipple, removing his mouth to hiss as you continue to softly tease him. “Do you want me to stop, I don’t know if I can get off watching you hard on. I'd rather be riding you.” letting you confess out quickly, your intrusive thoughts taking over as you slip off his thigh fully straddling him again teasing him with your hole. 

“Yeah I need you mamas please.” as he rests his forehead. “Wanna feel your warmth mamas.” You softly kiss his pouty lips, as your core clench at his words, pulling away from kiss whispering yes. Sitting down on him getting used to him, throwing your head back in your mouth at finally feeling full. Cole starts making little kisses on your chest and down the valley on your breasts as you start to bounce softly on his dick. “I wanna make you feel good please.” as he looks up at you silently asking if he can continue his attack on your breasts. 

“Go ahead baby boy.” that's all it took for him to put your nipple in your mouth, his hand kneading your other one, flicking and pinching the hard nipple. His hand on your hip shows the first sign of dominance from him today, by helping you keep an even pace. All that can be heard is your soft moans and skin slapping. Cole takes the hand that was kneading your boob to your ass kneading the flush until you're sure it’s bright red. His mouth going to your other boob deciding it needs attention. “Ugh ugh Cole fuck, you feel so good. You always fill me so well.” you voice is low, filled with your lust for the man you love. Your hand slips between the two of you to give your clit attention, rubbing small harder than normal circles on it. Your other hand moves to his hair, threading your fingers through his dirty blonde hair pulling at the roots. Cole’s mouth opened slightly at the pressure and groaned. 

“Fuck bubs. You feel so fucking good, swear your dick was built for me.” His hand on your hip helps you fasten the pace. His hips help meet your thrusts, making him hit your g-spot with every thrust.  All you can do is moan as you feel your entire body on cloud 9 from the pleasure you're feeling. “Augh augh fuck baby, your always so good for me.” you slur out due to the pleasure you feel from the start of your lower stomach tightening. 

Cole removes his head from your breast to ask “mamas i- i am gonna cum.”

“No” you demand. “Wait for me. I’mm close wait for me. Will let go together bubs.” leaning your head back as Cole leaves wet kisses down your collarbone, quickly removing the hand that was on your ass and lightly slapping it. “FUCK.FUCK. YES YES YES” you scream. Cole going back and slapping your ass a few more times, you can feel yourself about to let go.  “Let go baby, it’s okay.” 

That’s all it took for Cole to lean back and moan in pleasure as he shot his cum filling deep in your pussy and you let go. Both not stopping your thrusts until you come completely now. Cole just holds you for the first time today, kissing down the top of your shoulder while you catch your breath. “I love when you use my body.” he softly admits. 

“Oh yeah” your head softly setting into his neck. Although you can’t see him you can feel him shake his head. His fingers lightly ghosting up and down your back as he leans back so he’s laying down still on top of him. 

“You're the only one who I’ve ever let dominate me.” he admits, your head lifting up in shock.

“What?” The confusion is clear in your voice.

“You heard me mamas. You're the only one I feel safe enough to give that type of control to.” He admits his cheeks become a light pink as he lets his words sink. 

“Thank you baby. I love you.” as you leave soft kisses all over his face. Slowly you lift your hips to remove yourself, but his hands stop your hips. 

“No, we stay like this. I like being close to you.” Turning your bodies so you're both on your sides as he looks directly into your eyes waiting for a response. 

“Okay” you lightly let out, shifting again so you're on your back, Cole’s full body weight on you, as he settles between you. As your legs come up behind his back and hold him there. His face hiding in your breasts, softly kissing the valley of your breasts as he lets out a light thanks closing his eyes. He looks so comfortable you can’t help closing your eyes, your hands playing with his hair. Sleep almost grasps your consciousness. Cole's voice brings you out of sleepiness for a moment. 

“Mamas.” in a questioning tone to see if you're still awake.

“Hmmm” still not bothering to open your eyes.

“For what it’s worth, I like when you get possessive over me.” His tone is as if he’s listing a well known fact, as he snuggles deeper into you as you can feel him pulling a blanket over the both of you. The laugh that escapes your mouth is contagious as you feel Cole’s chest rumble above you. 

“Okay baby I’ll keep that in mind, let’s get some sleep.” you let out, little did you know Cole was already letting out little snores before you could finish your sentence.

[neddea]

Some days ago I made this post with some concept art, so here’s a little bit more info about my No Man’s Land! (Disclaimer about the details below the cut: I’m just an artist and in no way, shape or form a scientist, even less so an astrophysicist, so the chances of some of this info being wrong or dubious are very high lol)

Just as a little bit of context, Kepler-47 is an actual “solar system” with two host stars. We’ve been able to find three planets so far, and the outermost (47c) lies in the habitable zone. All three of them are gas giants (or rather “puffy giants” since they’re surprisingly not very dense and temperate).

I’m not gonna give too many details about the real 47c, I’ll leave that for the long post I’m working on (if I ever get to actually publish it, let’s be honest), but the only thing to keep in mind is that Nomans would be a moon orbiting this planet. Also, I decided that people would shorten “No Man’s Land” to “Nomans” overtime, which is the name I’m gonna be using. The question is: how do we call the people living there? Nomanians?

So here are the main points of my design!

-I’ve given 47c several other moons because I wanted it to match the canon as much as I could, and I think it might even help the stability of the orbits if they’re in a specific resonance? Idk, maybe an actual astrophysicist could give me some advice on this (please do)

-The interesting bit about trying to make it match the canon is that I had to make Nomans tidally locked to 47c just to have an excuse for why we never see the big planet on the sky. The idea would be that most of the Seeds ships crashed into the outer face of the moon, and since the other side, the one that’s always looking at 47c, has more extreme conditions precisely because of the influence of the host planet on it, not many people have ventured too much into these lands. At least until now…

-Speaking of the other moons, which one would be the best candidate for the Fifth Moon incident? (Spoiler alert for Maximum and ‘98: Knives forces Vash to use his Angel Arm and he ends up firing at the fifth moon, which leaves its surface marked with a big crater) We have two options: It could be one of the outer moons (the ones whose orbit is beyond that of Nomans) since those are the ones more likely to be present in the visible sky; or it could be Moon II, whose regolith would be launched into space from the blast and form the rings…

-The surface gravity is almost identical to ours here on Earth, although slightly lighter (9.66 m/s^2 compared to 9.8 m/s^2).

-Nomans is somewhat bigger than Mars but smaller than Earth.

-One day lasts for almost 27 hours, and one year would take almost 270 Nomanian days (I swear this was a coincidence). Also, a fun fact on which I’m basing the calendar system (still working on that): it takes 6.6 days for the two stars to orbit around each other. People probably noticed this and were like “Sure, that’s the seven days of the week if you ask me”, probably so that they didn’t have to figure out everything from scratch (I’d do the same). It would be fun to see different cities and places to develop their own weird and wonderful systems (not me spending several hours yesterday to understand all the Maya calendars and wondering what they would come up with in this alien planet moon…).

-And speaking about time, here’s a visual explanation on how the times of day work on the side facing 47c! I realized the other day that at noon the light would probably be tinted slightly red (or some other color, depending on the elements found on 47c’s atmosphere), just like it happens on our Moon when there’s a lunar eclipse. Please make as if you didn’t know this and let’s move on. Also, as a Spaniard I have the right to declare noon time in this part of the world the Sacred Siesta Period.

(Also, shout out to @norageonlypancakes because my main inspiration for these BGs is Chesley Bonestell, he was The Space Artist™️ of the 20th century and inspired so many people to become space nerds or even scientists!) (Also x2, thank you everyone for the lovely comments and tags on the previous post <3)

[tomoleary]

Chesley Bonestell "Double Star" Painting Original Art (undated) Source

“This image of a binary star system was identified as the RW Persei system and appeared on page 283 of the Time-Life book, The World We Live In.From the collection of Richard and Wendy Pini.”

Richard Pini: "When I worked at the planetarium in Boston's Museum of Science, there were a number of Bonestell pieces that had once been on display, but were sadly being neglected and stored badly. When I left my job there, the director (who knew of my science fiction leanings) asked if I would like either of these paintings as a parting gift. Screwing up my courage, I asked if I could have both. Both paintings appear in "The World We Live In," and the "Double Star" also appeared as the cover to the December 1954 issue of Life magazine."

[cuttergauthier]

Who I Write For

Hey everyone this is a list of who I write for.

If you have someone else in mind, send me an ask and i’ll let you know if i want to write for him. I’m not picky

Also if anyone would want me to start an AU let me know!

How to request

I DO NOT WRITE SMUT

New jersey Devils

Jack Hughes

Nathan Bastian

Dawson Mercer

Luke Hughes

Nico Hischier

Timo Meier

Brendan Smith

Vancouver Canucks

Quinn Hughes

Brock Boeser

Elias Pettersson

Cole McWard

Anthony Beauvillier

Dakota Joshua

Toronto Maple Leafs

Mitch Marner

Auston Matthews

William Nylander

Matthew Knies

Morgan Reilly

Buffalo Sabres

Owen Powers

Tyson Jost

Devon Levi

Erik Johnson

Jeff Skinner

Tage Thompson

Dylan Cozens

Casey Mittelstadt

Carolina Hurricanes

Michael Bunting

Andrei Svechnikov

Jack Drury

Pittsburgh Penguins

Pierre-Oliver Joseph

Ryan Graves

Ty Smith

Columbus Blue Jackets

Nick Blankenburg

Kent Johnson

Cole Sillinger

Adam Boqvist

Zach Werenski

Adam Fantilli

Vegas Golden Knights

Brendan Brisson

San Jose Sharks

Thomas Bordeleau

Tristen Robins

William Eklund

Henry Thrun

Luke Kunin

Anaheim Ducks

Trevor Zegras

Mason McTavish

John Gibson

Frank Vatrano

St Louis Blues

Jake Neighbours

Colton Parayko

Ottawa Senators

Josh Norris

Brady Tkachuk

Mathieu Joseph

Jakob Chychrun

Zack MacEwen

Tim Stutzle

Thomas Chabot

Minnesota Wilds

Matt Boldy

Brock Faber

Brandon Duhaime

Los Angeles Kings

Alex Turcotte

Quinn Byfield

Brandt Clarke

Pierre Luc Dubois

Alex Laferriere

Florida Panthers

Matthew Tkachuk

Sam Bennett

Mackie Samoskevich

William Lockwood

Aaron Ekblad

Josh Mahura

Brandon Montour

Colorado Avalanche

Cale Makar

Bowen Byram

Nate Mackinnon

Miles Wood

Detroit Red Wings

J.T. Compher

Dylan Larkin

Joe Veleno

Jake Walman

Boston Bruins

Mason Lohrei

Johnny Beecher

Jeremy Swayman

Jake Debrusk

Charlie Mcavoy

Montreal Canadiens

Cole Caufield

Arber Xhekaj

Kirby Dach

Christian Dvorak

Alex Newhook

New York Islanders

Noah Dobson

Mat Barzal

Philadelphia Flyers

Morgan Frost

Cam York

Jamie Drysdale

Joe Farabee

Tyson Foerster

Noah Cates

New York Rangers

Alexis Lafrenière

Adam Fox

K’Andre Miller

Braden Schneider

Chris Kreider

Zac Jones

Arizona Coyotes

Logan Cooley

Dylan Guenther

Clayton Keller

Nick Schmaltz

Chicago Blackhawks

Lukas Reichel

Seth Jones

Alex Vlasic

Connor Bedard

Tampa Bay Lightnings

Brandon Hagel

Anthony Cirelli

Seattle Kraken

Brandon Tanev

Jamie Oleksiak

Philipp Grubauer

Will Borgen

Dallas Stars

Wyatt Johnston

Jake Oettinger

Rope Hintz

Craig Smith

University of Michigan

Luca Fantili

Rutger McGroarty

Nick Moldenhauer

Phil Lapointe

Jacob Truscott

Tyler Duke

Marshall Warren

Frank Nezar

Ethan Edwards

Michigan State University

Red Savage

Isaac Howard

Maxim Štrbák

Ohio State University

Joe Dunlap

Cam Thiesing

Davis Burnside

Caden Brown

Matt Cassidy

Minnesota University

Luke Mittelstadt

Jimmy Snuggerud

Ryan Chesley

Oliver Moore

Brody Lamb

Boston College

Cutter Gauthier

Will Smith

Ryan Leonard

Gabe Perreault

Drew Fortescue

Jacob Fowler

Will Vote

University of Wisconsin

Cruz Lucius

Charlie Stramel

Zach Schulz

Random Teams

Nick Granowicz

Jay Keranen

Colton Dach

Nathan Gaucher

+ more

AU’s 

Nick Granowicz x Msu Reader

Josh Norris x Tkachuk sister

Trevor Zegras x Hughes sister

Cutter Gauthier x Hughes sister

Matthew Knies x Matthews sister

Jack Hughes x Mercer au

[hopetorun]

✿ did anything major change when you started writing [fic] to when you finished? For home for now

▵ pick a fic and I’ll tell you my favorite line For wait a year

Please ♥️ @/carouselstars

✿ did anything major change when you started writing [fic] to when you finished? For home for now

THE LENGTH LMFAO. i did think that was gonna be like a quick 60k and it sure was not! more substantively, in the original shape of the story in my head matthew and leon started a serious hookup thing over the summer, verging on getting into real feelings. obviously that did not happen! there were way too many feelings to work through!

oh, and maybe this is smaller, but at first the news/twitter/etc bits were in reverse chronological order. i rapidly realized that was going to be too confusing to read and, more importantly, to write, and flipped them around to be in chronological order.

▵ pick a fic and I’ll tell you my favorite line For wait a year

The most surreal thing that happens in Prague is that they win, an overtime goal shoveled in on a rebound by a kid named Ryan Chesley that Luke played with in Michigan and who spent the first week of the tournament sitting next to Quinn at every meal to ask him questions about the NHL.

the first clause of this line existed from very early on in the drafting! i knew i wanted them to win something together! i really like the detail of one of the younger players following quinn around like a duckling! also i swear i made up "ryan chesley" without consulting any rosters or anything but it turns out there actually is a ryan chesley who was a year behind luke at the program 😂 he plays for minnesota now. so if this happened the way i remember i was like "sounds like a plausible name" and it turned out to be a real guy lmfao

[coffee-n-ocs]

Onyx Soul: Mayor Shelley Tatum, Ghost (2001)

The mayor of Gravesend, and a former human who died in the 50s. Somehow he always gets re-elected.

"I run this town, no one does anything unless I tell them to, am I clear?"

Name

Full Legal Name: Shelley Oakley Loreto Tatum First Name: Shelley Meaning: From an English surname that was originally derived from a place name meaning 'Clearing on a bank' in Old English Pronunciation: SHEHL-ee Origin: English Middle Name(s): Oakley, Loreto Meaning(s): Oakley: From an English surname that was from various place names meaning 'Oak clearing' in Old English Loreto: From the name of a town in Italy, originally called 'Lauretum' in Latin, meaning 'Laurel grove' Pronunciation: OK-lee, lo-REH-to Origin: English. Spanish, Italian Surname: Tatum Meaning: Variant of 'Tatham', from the name of the town of Tatham in Lancashire, itself from the Old English given name 'Tata', of unknown meaning, combined with 'Ham' meaning 'Home, Settlement' Pronunciation: TAY-tem Origin: English Aliases: None Nicknames: Shelly, Shel, Oak-Tree, Lori Titles: Mr, Mayor

Characteristics

Age: 34 (Permanently) [Technically 85] Gender: Male. He/Him Pronouns Race: Ghost (Former Human) Nationality: American Ethnicity: White Birth Date: 7th January 1916 (Died: 14th Feb 1950) Sexuality: Straight Religion: Atheist Native Language: English Spoken Languages: English, Latin Relationship Status: Single Astrological Sign: Capricorn Face Claim: Mark Lamarr

Geographical Characteristics

Birthplace: Somewhere in England Current Residence: Gravesend Have They Been Beyond The Veil: Yes, but has never gone back through the veil

Appearance

Height: 6'1" / 186 cm Weight: Technically weightless Eye Colour: Black (Were Blue when alive) Hair Colour: Black Hair Dye: None Body Hair: [Data Redacted] (He can't remove the clothes he died in) Facial Hair: Clean Shaven Tattoos: [Data Redacted] Piercings: None Scars: Bullet wound through his heart, hole straight through his chest where it went through (Usually hidden by his clothes) Clothing Style: Permanently wearing the suit he died in

Health and Fitness

Allergies: None Alcoholic, Smoker, Drug User: Smoker (died with a cigarette in his mouth) Illnesses/Disorders: None [Dead, but that doesn't count] Medications: None Any Specific Diet: Cannot eat

Relationships

Affiliated Groups: Gravesend Ghosts Friends: Maria Brooklyn, Dale Chesley, Parris Marshall, Raphael Hex, Lacy Channing Enemies: Navy Carson-Harlow Mentor: None Significant Other: None Previous Partners: Ada Byron (R.I.P, Former Lover) Parents: Edward Tatum (R.I.P, Father), Marigold Tatum (R.I.P, Mother, Née Gould) Parents-In-Law: None Siblings: Edward Tatum Jr. (R.I.P, Brother) Siblings-In-Law: None Nieces & Nephews: None Children: None Children-In-Law: None Grandkids: None Other Notable Relatives: None

Notes

Occupation: Mayor, Politician Tropes: (Purely Speculative)

Barred From The Afterlife: Due to being murdered, and it going unsolved, Mayor Tatum is barred from entering any sort of afterlife or reincarnation

Dead Person Conversation: Literally any time a living being talks to him, it counts as this

Demonic Possession: He may not be a demon, but in Gravesend, every ghost can possess living beings

Ectoplasm: A side-effect of being possessed is that you end up with a mouth full of ectoplasm 'goo'

Electromagnetic Ghosts: every ghost in Gravesend can mess with electronics

Fearless Undead: Because he can't die twice, Mayor Tatum has no fear of anything

Ghastly Ghost: Acts malevolent towards Navy, especially when she asks questions

The Ghost King: A Mayor, but still is the highest authority in the town

Ghostly Chill: As with all ghosts in Gravesend, he makes everyroom he enters extremely cold

Glowing Eyelights of Undeath

Haunted House: Lives in one, making it haunted

Jacob Marley Apparel: wears the suit he died in

Monochrome Apparition: black and white ghost

Poltergeist: All ghosts in Gravesend have this ability

Undeathly Pallor: His skin is literally as white as it gets

Unfinished Business: Is still around due to being murdered

[snugglebug-92]

Who I Write for...

NHL

Nick Blankenburg

Matt Boldy

Spencer Knight

Matthew Knies

Sebastian Aho

Adam Fantilli

Joseph Woll

Connor Bedard

UMICH

Frank Nazar

Rutger McGroarty

Luca Fantilli

Nick Moldenhauer

Garret Schifsky

U of M

Jimmy Snuggerud

Ryan Chesley

BC

Cutter Gauthier

Will Smith

Ryan Leonard

If there is someone else you want just ask and I will let you know if I write for them.

[lennysfridge]

CHESLEY 😄

HEHEHEH

[slafkovskys]

theas so lost when she goes to the obgyn for the first time. mrs chesley is definitely there with her

she was too scared to ask herself. she’s getting ready to walk out of the door when there’s a knock and on the other side is mrs. chesley with a warm grin, “ryan figured that you wouldn’t want to be there by yourself.”

and she cries in the woman’s arms, thanking her over and over again. she tries to apologize that she had to take off work but she was having none of it. mrs. chesley holds her hand the entire time, asks questions that thea wouldn’t have even thought of, and also encourages the girl to make sure she’s advocating for herself and what she wants when the doctor leaves the room.

she truly doesn’t know what she would’ve done without her that day.

[snuggerudism]

ok

I feel like ryan would be the most supportive bf

like whatever his gf does he’s supporting her 110%

he definitely is!

say you’re an athlete, he’s going to every game he possibly can. if he can’t, he’ll watch it on some computer/phone/tv

but if you’re more artistic, he watches you do whatever you do and comments on how talented you are

[author0]

Charlie Chesley relaxing

Which one do you like more? :>

Also, if you want to request an art, just ask. I can do ocs, Countryhumans, FNAF, Undertale, Undertale Multiverse AU, Among us and Gravity falls, but if you'd want someone from diferent fandom, I can do those as well, but I may do some mistakes while drawing them :3

[stargazerlillian]

50 Things About: Arnold Deacon

The OC survey sequel that nobody asked for~

I did one for Bibiana, so of course I had to do one for her neighbor and dear friend, Arnold.

Questions came from this post.

1. What is their name, and how does this fit their character?

Arnold. It’s a name of German and English origins that means “strong ruler” or “eagle power”. In a way, it works, as the eagle often represents honesty, loyalty, and wisdom, and Arnold is certainly a strong believer in those values. He had those values instilled in him from a young age courtesy of his father, and they have served as his guide throughout all his relationships. Truth, trust, and an endless thirst for knowledge became his main formula for an enjoyable journey through life. Sadly, he’s had his formula messed with more than once by friends and lovers alike, and while his yearning for wisdom persists, he now has issues being honest about his emotions and trusting new people.

2. Last name?

Deacon.

3. Do they have a middle name?

He has two - Chesley and Maxwell, respectfully. His father, Walter, wanted Chesley, after his favorite painter, Chesley Bonestell. His mother, Ramona, wanted Maxwell, after Maxwell Smart, the main character of “Get Smart”, the first American TV show she loved after immigrating to the U.S. in the 1960′s. They ultimately compromised and decided to give him two middle names, since it wasn’t too unusual of a concept. The way they settled on the order of the names? A coin toss right on the day of the birth. Walter won and got his chosen middle name to go first. Ramona wanted to slap him silly in that moment.

4. Name a song that describes them.

“La Migliore Offerta” by Ennio Morricone. It’s a song without lyrics, yet it describes so much about Arnold. It paints a portrait of isolation, distrust, resentment, and a pinch of yearning. A spark of hope still remains within him, but it is fighting to stay alive. Is he truly alone? Or is he just waiting for someone to find him?

5. What are their pronouns?

He/him.

6. Gender and sexuality?

Cisgender man, asexual (closeted/unaware).

7. Do they like someone romantically?

No. He hasn’t liked anyone romantically for over 17 years. 

8. List five words to describe them.

Studious, intelligent, dedicated, reserved, and modest.

9. What about five dialogue tags to use consistently on this character?

Observed, hypothesized, grumbled, complained, retorted.

10. What is their motivation?

To become more involved with the people that visit the museum (namely through coordinating educational and public outreach programs, such as tours), instead of being stuck down in the archives all day. He wants so much to show his boss that he deserves better than what he’s been stuck with.

11. Do they consider themselves a good person?

He’d like to think so, but his boss’s constant criticism has him always questioning himself.

12. Color that describes their personality.

Brown. Reliable, honest, and even warm if given the chance, but mostly seen by others as dull, rugged, and isolated.

13. MBTI type.

ISTJ/The Logistician.

14. Enneagram type.

Type 5/The Investigator.

15. Character they’re based on.

Harry Plummer from “The Banger Sisters” and Virgil Oldman from “The Best Offer” come to mind in regard to inspiration. 

Like Harry, Arnold is a little neurotic, somewhat socially awkward and ace-coded, or rather I should say explicitly asexual. No, I’m not still mad at the writers for making Harry’s ace-codedness a wasted opportunity or anything, noooooo-

Like Virgil, Arnold is an academic expert, but in natural history instead of fine art, and is a rather isolated and judgmental individual. He also buries himself in his work when stressed, a common unhealthy habit for far too many people.

16. Person they would bring down whilst dying.

His boss, Mr. Hirschfeld.

17. Person they would kill if they had the chance.

Again, Mr. Hirschfeld. He’s not one for murder at ALL, but if he were, he’d totally go after him. There have been more than a few occasions where he had a seething desire to, such as the time Mr. Hirschfeld forced Arnold to cover another archivist’s work while they were out sick. It’s one thing being forced to cover another worker’s shift/workload when they are absent, but it’s another thing entirely when you’re told to do this literally 30 minutes before closing. Arnold ended up stuck there until 1 A.M. and was still supposed to return back to work at the usual time later in the morning (8 A.M.). Needless to say, that was one of the most tiring days of his career. He felt like dropping dead - and he was also wishing that Mr. Hirschfeld would drop dead.

18. Character they would get along with if they were in the same universe.

Herman from “Hometown”. Both are avid readers, have a wide variety of interests (especially in branches of science and history), are asexual (although Arnold is not aware of this fact himself), and have had their trust absolutely shattered by at least one former love. They’d have a lot to talk about, to say the least.

19. Character they would hate if they were in the same universe.

Elora’s cheating stalker ex-boyfriend from “Aerial Bridge Over Troubled Water”. As someone who’s been betrayed by two exes himself in the past, Arnold knows more than enough about the everlasting pain and mental effects heartbreak can do to someone. After all, it’s mainly because of them that he is the way he is with people by the time his story begins. Elora may be a complete stranger, and he may not want to hang around for too long, but damn if he wouldn’t feel some kind of pain if he heard her story.

20. Artist they would listen to.

Blur. He was a real big fan back in their heyday (1990s). He still occasionally listens and hums along to “Blue Jeans” when getting ready in the morning.

21. Artist they would hate.

Any artist whose songs are being blasted at maximum volume within close proximity to his house, especially when he’s working late.

22. Give them a theme song.

“Helplessness Blues” by Fleet Foxes. It perfectly tells the story of a hopeful, creative and trusting boy who grew into an overworked, overlooked, and untrusting man who can’t imagine going through everyday life without overthinking every little detail - in other words, Arnold. He doesn’t know who to believe. He’s being worked to the bone and having to fake being cordial to his boss while also hiding his resentment. He doesn’t see the point in speaking his emotions or waiting for someone else to see his issues because he feels nobody will understand/help him. But there is one person whose golden hair catches in the sunlight who - much to his surprise and confusion - is becoming his light in the dawn. Considering I searched long and hard for ANY songs that would even come close to working for a man with a story like Arnold’s, I’d say this is a fairly solid choice. If this song were slower and more sad in tone, then it would be just about perfect.

23. Make them a playlist!

Maybe later. I don’t have the energy or patience for that right now, LOL.

24. Make them a mood board.

Done.

25. Assign them an aesthetic.

Curly hair forcefully straightened, deep-set stress lines, wiry glasses often slid down to the tip of his nose, rolled up sleeves, books left open everywhere, aged veiny hands that seem to gesticulate in their own language, turning of pages, constant clearing of the throat, brown corduroy, well-worn Oxford shoes, the occasional hum of a tune from happier days lost to time, lingering hope for a better future.

26. What are their strengths?

Very responsible, practical in most times of stress, direct with his words, dutiful in his work, intelligent in many subjects, and loyal to a fault (with those he trusts enough anyway).

27. What about fatal weaknesses?

Stubborn, distrustful, overly judgmental, often blames himself unreasonably (such as if something is not his fault), sometimes comes off as callous/insensitive, and is inflexible in an unstructured environment.

28. The one person who can convince them to do something they’re stubbornly against.

Sadly, Mr. Hirschfeld. It’s either his way or the highway, and Arnold has to go along with it, or lose his only stable job. He’s been overworked far too many times to count as a result of this.

29. Who would they kill for?

Nobody. To him, nobody is really worth killing for, even if they hung the sun, moon, and stars in his mind.

30. What tropes do they fall into?

I don’t know exactly what this question means by “tropes”, but if we’re talking common character tropes, then I guess he’s a more low-key take on the “neurotic” character.

31. Fatal weakness (food edition).

Cucumber sandwiches. For Arnold, something so simple shouldn’t be so delicious, and yet the humble cucumber sandwich always delivers.

32. Book they would definitely read.

“The Birds of America” by John James Audobon. While many of the natural history books he reads consist mostly of words, he also deeply enjoys illustrated ones - especially those with illustration works made by the greats (Charles R. Knight, Heinrich Harder, George Edwards, etc.). So obviously the works of John James Audobon would be on his bookshelf. 

33. Language besides their mother tongue they would (have) learned.

French and/or Italian. For a man who isn’t seen as a romantic, he sure does like Romantic languages.

34. Murder accomplice.

Nobody. Like I said before, he is not one for murder. He’d like to keep himself employed and in proper society if he can help it.

35. Thing that makes them go weak at the knees.

A beautifully remastered copy of the 1925 paleo-documentary, “Fifty Million Years Ago”. Not much blows Arnold’s mind at his age, but even he can’t help but be amazed at what people knew about Earth’s past almost 100 years ago. Sure, compared to the paleo-documentaries of today, it lacks plenty in terms of accuracy, but to him, it still possesses great artistic value - especially with the practical effects used at the time.

36. Most obscure thing they HATE.

People who mockingly imitate the way he moves his hands when talking about the things he likes, or worse - people who criticize or outright try to physically grab/restrain his hands. To Arnold, the way he gesticulates is a unique part of who he is - one that dates back to childhood. Other people may not like it, but it’s his way of expressing excitement. If he wasn’t so afraid of any and all possible repercussions, he would slap the crap out of them.

37. While we’re there, biggest phobia.

Pistanthrophobia - the fear of betrayal.

38. Are they (would they be) a book or movie person?

Book person, without a doubt. The bookshelf in his office room is almost overflowing with books (most of which he’s read all the way through) on the various subjects he’s interested in. Natural history (his main field of study), biogeography, neontology, paleontology, etc. Plus, one of his favorite leisure activities is cracking open a new science book and absorbing even more information on a quiet evening.

39. Are they a romantic?

Only with people he has formed a super strong connection with over a long period of time (usually months to years). This has only successfully happened twice – and both times ended in heartbreak. Otherwise, no.

 40. Childhood experience that defines an aspect of their life.

When Arnold was 16, a massive blowout occurred on the oil rig his father was working on out in the Gulf of Mexico. The fire grew so large and intense that Walter, along with most of the other men, had no choice but to jump off the platform into the water. Thankfully they were saved by incoming helicopters and rescue ships. When Walter was finally brought home, Ramona and Arnold seemed to hold him close for hours, letting out all their pent-up fear and relief in the form of grateful tears. It was in those days that Arnold learned how to appreciate every moment he has with the people closest to him, as they can be easily taken away from him at any given moment.

41. What is their age?

53 at the start of the story.

42. Birth sign? / Zodiac?

Capricorn.

43. What constellation would they be?

Aquila/The Thunderbolt Eagle. Not only because his name partially means “eagle” but also because he serves the beck and call of Mr. Hirschfeld the same way Aquila does with delivering Zeus’s lightning bolts to Earth and bringing Ganymede to the heavens.

44. Name a famous myth where they would have been the main character.

Prometheus and the Theft of Fire. Much like how Prometheus wanted to give humans the gift of fire because Zeus didn’t care much for them, Arnold has a hidden desire to share his knowledge and enthusiasm of natural history to the people who visit the museum. But much like how Zeus punished Prometheus with physical restraint and torture at the beak of a hungry raven, Mr. Hirschfeld more often than not forces Arnold to stay hidden away in the archives most of the time, not really allowing him to leave unless it’s his scheduled break time or all his work for the day is done. 

45. Old or new soul?

Old soul for sure. Inquisitive, sees the big picture, often feels like an outsider, prefers his inner world than the outer world he lives in, often needs to mentally/emotionally recharge, likes to think things through before diving into a new project, values deep connections, etc.

46. Assign them a smell.

Old books and earthy aftershave.

47. Assign them a smell they like.

Woodsy scents, like sandalwood or balsam.

48. Can they swim?

Yes. He used to be afraid of swimming in the deep end as a child, to the point where he would get stomachaches at even the thought of it. But over the years, he became more and more acquainted with the deep end, until he became brave enough to perform high dives into it. He even owns a backyard pool now, surrounded by the many flowering plants he proudly placed there himself.

49. Street smarts or brain smarts?

Brain smarts. If Bibiana or anyone else has a question or a logical problem, Arnold is the guy to ask (especially if it involves natural history, biogeography, or even some neontology and paleontology).

50. What is this character’s purpose to the plot?

To provide Bibiana - a wide-eyed newcomer - with some much-needed guidance and stability in her new town, along with possible friendly companionship.

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HEY BBY <3 HERE IS MY THING FOR THE ASK GAME :> THANK YOU

[I didn't add any words cause I probably would just use the same ones I have been using for every single one of these 💀💀]

aaaa such a cute moodboard <33

i’d say your love triangle would be w akaashi and kageyama!!

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