#dni raoul

[operas-phantom]

If Raoul ever shows up on Tumblr, I ask that all of you spam him with this beautiful image.

[bloodykora]

Phantom of the Opera but its Buggy finding you and wanting to hire you for his circus. There is no Raoul adjacent in this, not in my brain and home

I think this is like my actual first mention of sex in my writing so some nsfw content ahead but very minor. Speaking of, minors dni

A few lines I'd like to give everyone:

Insolent boy, this slave of fashion. Basking in your glory. Ignorant fool, this brave young suitor. Sharing in my triumph.

He made your start as a star, his star. Your glories, the applause you receive also belong to him.

Sing my angel of music. Sing my angel. Sing for me.

Just ahhh, that line is what made me think of him. Do it for him, he wants it greedily to be for him. He needs it to be.

Turn your face away from the garish light of day. Turn your thoughts away from cold, unfeeling light.

The first part I think of stereotypical old circuses happening at night time but the second. Turn your thoughts away from the past, the loneliness you had faced before. You now have him and his crew, you're not alone anymore.

*uhh the whole song of Past the Point of No Return basically*

(Haha the sex song ahem I mean) look i ain't gonna lie to yall, that's the boning stage come on.

Pity comes too late, turn around and face your fate. An eternity of this, before your eyes.

Man is insecure okay, we all know (and assume) that LA Buggy has some issues under that facade. He is convinced in his mind that he doesn't deserve you, no matter how badly he wants to keep you.

[canonrpfinder]

Hi! 21+ female here looking for some more rps (18+ only, minors DNI).  I write third person and my reply lengths can vary, but mostly responses can be a couple lines to a paragraph. My schedule is odd but when I’m free, my responses can be very quick. I write over discord. I’ve listed my fandoms below with my preferred role in italics. 

Supernatural

Dean Winchester/ Castiel

Sam Winchester/ Gabriel Dean Winchester/ Benny

Lucifer/ Dean Winchester

Suits

Harvey Specter/ Mike Ross (open for romantic or platonic)

Harvey Specter/ Donna Paulson

Marvel/MCU

Tony Stark/ Steve Rogers

Tony Stark/ Stephen Strange

Tony Stark/ Bucky Barnes

Steve Rogers/ Bucky Barnes

Natasha Romanoff/ Steve Rogers

Natasha Romanoff/ Clint Barton

Natasha Romanoff/ Bucky Barnes

Natasha Romanoff/ Tony Stark

Tony Stark & Peter Parker (platonic)

Peter Parker/ Wade Wilson

Wanda Maximoff/ Stephen Strange

Wanda Maximoff/ Loki

The Rookie

Tim Bradford/Lucy Chen

Phantom of the Opera

Christine Daae/The Phantom (Erik)

Raoul De Chagny/ Christine Daae

Once Upon A Time

Emma Swan/Killian Jones

Mary Margaret(Snow White)/David Nolan(Prince Charming)

David Nolan(Prince Charming) & Emma Swan  (Platonic)

Legend of Zelda

Link/Zelda

If you stuck around until the end and you are interested, interact with this post and I’ll reach out!

✒

[findroleplay]

Hi! 21+ female here looking for some more rps (18+ only, minors DNI).  I write third person and my reply lengths can vary, but mostly responses can be a couple lines to a paragraph. My schedule is odd but when I’m free, my responses can be very quick. I write over discord. I’ve listed my fandoms below with my preferred role in italics. 

Supernatural

Dean Winchester/ Castiel

Sam Winchester/ Gabriel Dean Winchester/ Benny

Lucifer/ Dean Winchester

Suits

Harvey Specter/ Mike Ross (open for romantic or platonic)

Harvey Specter/ Donna Paulson

Marvel/MCU

Tony Stark/ Steve Rogers

Tony Stark/ Stephen Strange

Tony Stark/ Bucky Barnes

Steve Rogers/ Bucky Barnes

Natasha Romanoff/ Steve Rogers

Natasha Romanoff/ Clint Barton

Natasha Romanoff/ Bucky Barnes

Natasha Romanoff/ Tony Stark

Tony Stark & Peter Parker (platonic)

Peter Parker/ Wade Wilson

Wanda Maximoff/ Stephen Strange

Wanda Maximoff/ Loki

The Rookie

Tim Bradford/Lucy Chen

Phantom of the Opera

Christine Daae/The Phantom (Erik)

Raoul De Chagny/ Christine Daae

Once Upon A Time

Emma Swan/Killian Jones

Mary Margaret(Snow White)/David Nolan(Prince Charming)

David Nolan(Prince Charming) & Emma Swan  (Platonic)

Legend of Zelda

Link/Zelda

If you stuck around until the end and you are interested, interact with this post and I’ll reach out!

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[rumpletrumple]

Just realized I never even made an intro for you all to get to know me 😭

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I’m rumpletrumple but I prefer to be called Rumple! I’m 19 years old and I’ve been a fan of Phantom for 5 years! I saw the restaged production in 2020 at the Princess of Wales theatre! The phantom I saw was Derrick Davis :> This musical has literally consumed me and is my number 1 favourite :))

I like other musicals as well, ofc! I’m also a fan of Come From Away, Chicago, Les Mis, Spongebob the Musical, Sweeney Todd, and Hamilton! I’ve seen productions of them all except for Sweeney, I’m hoping to go sometime 🤞

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My main video games currently are:

- Identity V, Genshin Impact, Resident Evil 7, and Roblox!

I can’t decide on a favourite movie but I’m a huge fan of horror movies and Shark movies! I also like TV shows such as:

- The Boys, Gen V, House of the Dragon, and Black Mirror!

I have three pets! I have a dog named Emily, a gecko named Loki, and a fish named CJ :) (RIP Davy Jones 💔) I also own a community fish tank and a shrimp tank!

I love to write! I write mostly phanfic that focus on Raoul since he’s my favourite and my comfort character :} My ships are rerik, raoulstine, and megstine! I don’t ship erikstine cause it’s just not for me but I won’t judge anyone that does!!!

Quick DNI list

Racists

Homophobes/transphobes/terfs

Zionists

Proshippers/comshippers (dead dove, incest, underage and non con)

Raoul haters

If you ever wanna chat feel free to dm me, I do work but for the most part I’m available to talk!

My socials

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/users/RumpleTrumple

Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/rumples_art?igsh=aWR6NXQ1MXpiazh6&utm_source=qr

Discord: rumpletrumple

[gwaaaaar]

Why MazM Raoul SOLOS!!!

Raoul haters dni/j. You guys know how I feel abt him from when I was replaying MazM POTO but I'm putting it into an actual post + tagging. This is gonna be long so buckle up.

The plot/characters of MazM POTO is kinda weak, and it's a little debatable on if Raoul's character is purely reliant on the decline of Christine and Erik's characters. But I'll just talk about him individually.

My first point here will be analyzing him alone, who he is without Christine.

Raoul on his own:

Raoul is very very childish on his own. The art makes him look quite baby and from the get-go you can tell how naive he is. When he first comes into the opera house with Philippe, he makes so many jokes. For example when Jammes asks who he is, he jokes that he is Philippe's son, which pisses him off and causes him to scold Raoul. Then when Philippe tells him to stay in their box seat, he decides to go in the one besides theirs, Box 5, to play a little prank on him. 10 PM PRANK GONE WRONG GONE VIOLENT!!! Carlotta constantly reminds him of his drill sergeant and makes him whimper. Lawd she is real for that. You almost forget he was part of the navy with how much he pouts.

In Christine's dressing room, when he is snooping around, he's like oh Philippe's gonna ground me for months if he finds out. Dude youre 20. And when Christine tells him she can't go out a certain hour he's like oh you have curfew? I understand. Like I know curfew might've been a *thing* back then like there's context to it probably. But between that and the grounding it does feel like Raouls life had been placed under restrictions for his protection.

When Richard pisses him off, he splatters ink all over his music scores and goes "oopsies silly me" and Richard starts going OFF at him abt how that's his important music scores and Raoul goes "That's music??? I've done a favor to the world by rubbing it off." LIKE???? He's a fucking brattttt. He's absolutely childish sometimes and I love it. But he definitely has a good heart. He calls out Philippe for playing with Sorelli's heart later on and how scummy it is. He goes to the managers when Christine gets ill and asks them if they treat their employees well, and while later on it teeters into the Christine obsession, he still wanted benefits for all the singers in a sense. AND he tells them off for conspiring with the police to cover up Buquets death to the point he becomes enough of a problem that they get Remy to kick him out. In the torture chamber when the Daroga is relaying Erik's backstory to him, he's like wow that's horrible :(((. He is a sweet guy. And I'll admit MazM fucked up when they blamed Hatim for Erik's actions, and Raoul shouldn't have been a mouthpiece for that sentiment, I am purely taking what can be said about Raoul here. Raoul gets pissed when he sees injustice, not just in the name of Christine. When the Daroga goes off at him for being privileged (French and White) and scoffing at Middle Eastern governments, Raoul holds his tongue and apologizes. Like he knows his place.

He's smart too, he's reasonable enough to know La Epoque is just a gossip magazine and absolute BULLSHIT. He knows the management is just dogshit and calls their asses out for it. He graduated with honors!!! He gets along quite well with the other characters that aren't Christine and his interactions with them fill him out quite a bit.

But that isn't all that MazM added to him.

Translation Through Time

Now, a part of why people can't sympathize with Raoul in the original book is because he is seen as a privileged brat, and he certainly acts so. His appeal as a character is lost through time as what was seen as extraordinary back then (giving up everything for your lowerclass lover) is to be expected nowadays. MazM translates that struggle into something more relatable to modern day audiences which would be a sense of golden child syndrome. Raoul is held to a standard by his family. In the original book he doesn't throw up much of a fight besides when it got between him and Christine. But here, when he lashes out at Philippe, he straight up says he never wanted anything Phillippe forced onto him. He didn't consent to the army and yet was enlisted because it'd be good for his family. He's considered the black sheep of the family and people gossip about him and he knows it. Raoul was fully ready to die in the Artic, he had nothing to his name and wanted to please his family, until Christine came back in his life. He wanted to make his own choices for once and being with Christine was his choice. Which leads to another thing about him:

His Lack of Agency and Childishness

To touch back on the point about Raoul's childishness: he doesn't know better. He has led a sheltered life, doted and pampered on by Philippe yes, but still sheltered. He had been taught to stay in line and hadn't experienced the real world. As a result he is quite pent up and doesn't exactly know what to do with himself when he's upset. Combine that with his lack of agency where hes constantly forced to live a certain way, well, you have a pipe bomb. He is childish in the sense of, quite literally he thinks like one at times. Children aren't evil or malicious or anything, just naive. They can be selfish. Raoul had been selfish to Christine many times, and it is not out of a sense of wanting to hurt her, moreso he doesn't realize what he's doing. This is not to remove his agency, not at all. He is an adult. This is about his subconscious actions and what he doesn't realize about himself.

Raoul With Christine

Christine brings out the very best in Raoul, and his worst, not her fault however it's just collateral. Raoul never curses Christine out like he did in the original book. He loves her whole-heartedly. Although there is the scene where he taunts her for crushing his flowers. Again I feel that ties more into his childish selfish side, bc. It felt very childish of him to poke at her like that.

I don't know if I'm tweaking, but considering how MazM was pushing a narrative of making choices in this game, like Christine learning to make choices for herself or Erik choosing not to let go, I feel as if this isn't coincidental. Raoul's choice to run away with Christine is a very important one. Raoul had loved Christine since he was a child. As an adult he loved her even more, she was a breath of fresh air to him as she never expected anything of him, she was a choice. When Raoul is helpless to help her during Erik's terrorization, he was miserable! He was lashing out at everyone because he didn't know who to trust or what to do. He could give the world and still it couldn't fix the situation. And thus his pushiness and toxicity came from a place of overcompensation. He wanted to be so sure of himself that he could protect Christine. He wanted her to be fully his.

His lowest point is when he barks at Christine to hand over Erik's ring even after she expressed her discomfort and anxiety. Raoul rlly went I have a pistol and a dream. And yeah this is his worst, but that doesn't mean he was beyond redemption.

Redemption

Raoul begs and cries in the torture room for Christine. He really does seem apologetic and regretful. He asks Christine if she wanted to hear about Erik's backstory. Raoul hated Erik! And the fact he is treating him with such compassion that Christine doesn't show??? </3

Christine's compassion had been butchered near the end. While they are burying Erik's body, there is a choice to be made asking if you wanted to put the ring on Erik or not. If Christine asks to throw it away, Raoul says to wait a minute. He explains that he doesn't say what he's about to say out of sympathy but rather what he would want if he were in Erik's position. He treats Erik like a human when he says "If my body were to show up one day unknown, I would at least want something to be able to identify me." He treats Erik like a fellow man which is just... so sweet. He acts as a foil to MazM Erik. While Erik refused to change for the better and stayed a bitter hateful man, Raoul changed to make sure Christine would be happy and safe. That is hella growth. He tells Christine about while he was in the torture room, the enraged man he saw in the mirror wasn't him but a monster. He is terrified that he ever put Christine through that version of himself. At the ending, while he pushes Christine to marriage again, Christine calls him out, and he catches himself and goes "I'm so sorry." He doesn't fix himself immediately bc that is not how growth works, but he is definitely on the path to growth. Christine tells him she wants him to change for himself, not for her. The ending where he is with Christine is a happy ending however. What I don't see often is people talking about the other ending.

Raoul Alone

In the ending where Raoul and Christine part their seperate ways, people talk about Christine's side a lot. However, Raoul's side of the story is fascinating and marks his own growth. He's free from the Chagny family, no money no connections. He didn't even attend Philippes funeral. He had been disowned but he didn't even feel as if he deserved to go. He's traumatized from Philippe's death but he's keeping it in. Philippe was like a father to him, as cruel as he got sometimes. They still loved each other very much. He gave it all up for Christine, so the ending where they part ways???? It's so bittersweet. He is left alone and traumatized, but his new life was solely his. He will find happiness again, as hard as it will be. Even if he was a pampered spoiled child, he isn't that anymore. He had grown and matured while still keeping his kind heart. He will move on as Christine had moved on.

Can you guys tell I love him.

[roleplay-today]

Hi! 21+ female here looking for some more rps (18+ only, minors DNI).  I write third person and my reply lengths can vary, but mostly responses can be a couple lines to a paragraph. My schedule is odd but when I’m free, my responses can be very quick. I write over discord. I’ve listed my fandoms below with my preferred role in italics. 

Supernatural

Dean Winchester/ Castiel

Sam Winchester/ Gabriel Dean Winchester/ Benny

Lucifer/ Dean Winchester

Suits

Harvey Specter/ Mike Ross (open for romantic or platonic)

Harvey Specter/ Donna Paulson

Marvel/MCU

Tony Stark/ Steve Rogers

Tony Stark/ Stephen Strange

Tony Stark/ Bucky Barnes

Steve Rogers/ Bucky Barnes

Natasha Romanoff/ Steve Rogers

Natasha Romanoff/ Clint Barton

Natasha Romanoff/ Bucky Barnes

Natasha Romanoff/ Tony Stark

Tony Stark & Peter Parker (platonic)

Peter Parker/ Wade Wilson

Wanda Maximoff/ Stephen Strange

Wanda Maximoff/ Loki

The Rookie

Tim Bradford/Lucy Chen

Phantom of the Opera

Christine Daae/The Phantom (Erik)

Raoul De Chagny/ Christine Daae

Once Upon A Time

Emma Swan/Killian Jones

Mary Margaret(Snow White)/David Nolan(Prince Charming)

David Nolan(Prince Charming) & Emma Swan  (Platonic)

Legend of Zelda

Link/Zelda

If you stuck around until the end and you are interested, interact with this post and I’ll reach out!

[youre-a-star]

raoul | it/its | system | agere blog

welcome to our blog that we set up really badly 10 minutes ago to post an image. hi welcome!

system with a lot of homestuck fictives. we're probably the only ones who will post here for time being. mainly karkat & gamzee.

pronouns etc

karkat they/she

gamzee he/it

if anyone else joins then they can add themselves i did not plan to set up a blog tonight.

dni

terf radqueer & nsfw blogs. no real 'dni'

welcome to our blog hope you enjoy. yayaayayaya

[lady-dulcinea]

Beats me, friend. I can’t even imagine how someone could read the book or watch the plays and reach that conclusion. Christine is already severely depressed at the beginning because she never got to grieve her father in a healthy way and Erik was all to ready to exploit her pain with the whole “Angel of Music” thing. And during the middle part of the story when she and Raoul are just courting each other and bonding, Christine can’t even fully let herself go and just enjoy the company of her boyfriend/childhood friend because Erik’s shadow is always there. Following her every move. So she’s on edge the whole time because one can never know if Erik isn’t around preparing to strangle the man she loves and then take her to his underground prison. Reading the book for the first time I was honestly ASTOUNDED by how Christine not only managed to not go insane from all this but also had it in her heart to stay hopeful that things could get better and have sympathy for the man who made her life miserable.

Christine haters (that apparently are a thing), DNI. Never disrespect my precious girl like this again.

Okay Christine Daae is THE MOST UNJUSTIFIABLY OVERHATED CHARACTER IN MUSICAL HISTORY. THERE I SAID IT.

This VERY YOUNG WOMAN somewhere from 15-22 lost her father, the only person she ever had, at a young age and found her way of expressing grief through music. a MUCH OLDER MAN (we are not going to deny this fact please) saw her and decided to take advantage of that grief in order for her to fall in love with him (I know he had his reasons but it STILL HAPPENED) and after she found out how the man manipulated her she still understood why he did it, even after he KILLED PEOPLE she saw that he just wanted her love, and even after he threatened to KILL HER AND HER FIANCÉE for EXISTING (“now let it be war upon you both”) she was VERY smart and knew how to break the murderous trance that Erik was in, by showing him the one thing she knew he needed, compassion. She has the unique ability to see good in people when it’s not visible to anyone else, even after it seems like they’re past the point of ever being good again. That’s some LUKE SKYWALKER SHIT. She is literally a HEROINE who does not let anyone’s shit get to her, not raouls dumbass plan, not Erik’s anger. She wants to SING HER SONGS and she WILL, DAMN IT. Yes she’s naive sometimes but what did you want?? Her to be perfect?? Then you’d just call her a Mary Sue. Also she was a GRIEF STRICKEN YOUNG GIRL WITH FAITH IN THE WORLD OF COURSE SHE’D BELIEVE A NICE VOICE TEACHING HER TO SING AND BELIEVE IN HERSELF.

Christine Daae is a SMART, BRAVE, EMPATHETIC, ABSOLUTELY AMAZING CHARACTER AND IF I SEE ONE MORE PERSON BLAMING HER FOR *ANYTHING* THAT HAPPENED TO HER I AM GOING TO EXPLODE.

(Disclaimer: this is not an anti erik or anti raoul post, this is a PRO CHRISTINE DAAE POST) (GOD I LOVE HER)

[operas-phantom]

Nobody move while I get my sword.

[agendaculturaldelima]

#ProyeccionDeVida

🎥 Biografías. Mujeres y Sociedad, presenta:

🎬 “COLETTE. Liberación y deseo”

🔎 Género: Drama / Biográfico / Literatura / Feminismo / Años 20 / Homosexualidad

⌛️ Duración: 112  minutos

✍️ Guión: Richard Glatzer, Wash Westmoreland y Rebecca Lenkiewicz

🎵Música: Thomas Adès

📷 Fotografía: Giles Nuttgens

🗯 Argumento: Cuenta la historia de Sidonie-Gabrielle Colette, autora de las polémicas novelas que causaron gran revuelo en el París de los años 20 "Claudine" y "Gigi", desde su infancia en el campo hasta su consagración en la sociedad parisina junto a su marido, el también autor Henry Gautheir-Villas “Willy”, que en un principio actúa como mentor de Colette.

 👥 Reparto: Keira Knightley (Colette), Dominic West (Willy), Eleanor Tomlinson (Georgie Raoul-Duval), Denise Gough (Missy), Ray Panthaki (Veber), Fiona Shaw (Sido), Rebecca Root (Rachilde), Sloan Thompson (Matilde), Robert Pugh (Jules), Al Weaver (Schwob) y Aiysha Hart (Polaire).

📢 Dirección: Wash Westmoreland

© Productoras: Bold Films, Killer Films, Number 9 Films & BFI Film Fund

🌎 País: Reino Unido

📅 Año: 2018

📽 Proyección:

📆 Martes 19 de Marzo 

🕖 7:00pm.

🏪 Cine Club de la Universidad de Ciencias y Humanidades (av. Bolivia 537 - Breña)

🚶‍♀️🚶‍♂️ Ingreso libre con DNI.

[dbnightingale24]

Patience

Chapter 10

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It took me forever to post this because I kept changing what the hell I wanted to happen in this chapter, but SO MUCH HAPPENS. This part strays away from Andy and Neal’s history, but just hold on tight. Once again, I'm sorry for another long ass chapter, but this story just gets away from me! I hope you all enjoy it though!!

Warnings: Smut (so much smut), angst, daddy kink, degrading, swearing, drinking, angst, drama, fingering, 18+, minors DNI (seriously), fluff, stress, heavy dialogue...I’m sure I’m forgetting a lot

Word Count:  8074 (I honestly don’t know what's wrong with me)

Songs That Inspired This Chapter:

Nasty - Ariana Grande

No Ordinary Love - Sade

Baby Girl, I’m A Blur - Say Anything

I Get Off - Halestorm

I do not give consent for and of my stories/works to be posted elsewhere.

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Previous Chapters:

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 ,  Chapter 6 , Chapter 7 , Chapter 8, Chapter 9

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‘You’re STILL at the office?’

‘There’s nothing I can do about it. If Neal says I have to stay, then that’s what I have to do.’

‘Babe, this is bullshit and you know it.’

‘I didn’t say it wasn’t but he’s my boss, Andy. What do you want me to do?’

Julia sighed as she put her phone down on desk and resumed typing up transcripts for Neal. After their night at the bar, and her calling out of work with Andy the following day, Neal started keeping her later and later. The only time she could really spend with Andy was on the weekend and even that was hard, because she did actually have to make time for her sister and everything that had been going on with her. She was trying to split time between work and her personal life and it was becoming exhausting. 

“Hey, I’m gonna order some dinner, do you want anything?” Neal asked, leaning against the door frame to his office.

“Um, I was actually gonna ask how much longer we’ll be? It’s getting late and I have an early day.”

“I know and I’m sorry, but we’ve got a lot of work left to do especially with all of the new evidence that just came in. Since you’re not here on the weekends, it’s hard for me to squeeze time in.”

“I’m not here on the weekends cause I’m here so late during the week,” Julia laughed awkwardly, trying to hide her irritation.

“That’s a fair point,” Neal sighed as he rubbed the back of his neck “how’s she doing? Your sister.”

“I mean...she’s dealing, I guess. She goes back and forth about what she wants, so that doesn’t help anything. But that’s love. It’s never simple. Andy’s been really good with her helping decide on her next move. It’s apparent to all of us that they still love each other, but they have to work through their shit. Her husband needs to do better,” Julia sighed, running her hand through her hair. “So yeah, weekends are a little long and complicated,” she smiled at him before shaking her head.

“Go home,” he sighed softly.

“What? No, if there’s more work-”

“You’ve got a lot going on and you’re young. I forget sometimes...go home and get some rest,” he smiled softly before going back into his office.

Julia looked at the empty entry way for a moment, before saving all the work she had done for the day and logging off. She quickly gathered her things and bid Neal a goodnight, before dashing out the door.

Sending Andy a text on her way to her car, she took a deep breath once she finally was inside. Enjoying the small sense of relief that washed over her. She was about to start when her car when her phone went off.

“I know I know, I’m heading home now, babe,” she sighed, rubbing her temples.

“Awh! Are you going home to him?!” Meg squealed, and Julia had to laugh and roll her eyes.

“What do you want, trouble maker?”

“I resent that! I’ve been on my best behavior as of late!”

“Bullshit,” Julia laughed, starting her car. “How are you?”

“I’m okay, I guess. Raoul just left.”

“How’d that go?”

“Lots of tears, lots of begging, no resolution. Same as always. Pain as always.”

“Meg, I’m so sorry.”

“It is what it is, ya know? We’re trying in our own way and sometimes love just isn’t enough. We’ll see what happens. How about you and Mr. Perfect? I need something positive right now.”

“We’re fine,” Julia sighed.

“But?”

“Something is going on between him and Neal. I’m staying out of it, but I have a feeling it has something to do with all of these long hours I’m working.”

“Probably cause Neal has a hard on for you.”

“Please don’t start, it’s been a long day and I’m tired.”

“Jules, how can you not see it? The man is one step away from proposing!”

“Please stop, it’s just not possible. Neal is....well, he’s Neal. It’s just how he is.”

“Whatever. New subject, am I seeing you two this Saturday?”

“Yeah, but is it okay if we make it an early day? I kinda just wanna spend some time with Andy. I’ve been working overtime so much and I feel like I’m barely ever alone with him.”

“Don’t worry, I get it. I just wanna get away from these people for a while. At this point, everyone knows and everyone is gossiping. Raoul wants to take Luis for the day, and as much as I hate it, I know Luis needs it.”

“What’s the problem? Why don’t you think you two can get past this? He’s trying now and he really wants to make it work.”

“Because I’m angry. Yeah, now he’s trying to do better, but look at all that had to happen for him to put us first! I shouldn’t have to reach my breaking point for him to finally realize that he needs to do better,” Meg sighed, her voice breaking a bit.

“Do you want me to come over? I can come right now and I’ll call out tomorrow-”

“Stop. I’m the big sister here and you’ve done more than you know. I’ll be alright, I just...I have to make a choice. This back and forth shit isn’t good for anyone involved.”

“It’s a lot to handle, take your time. You’ll choose what’s best for you and Luis in the end,” Julia sighed as she pulled up to her apartment. “Are you sure you don’t want me to come over?”

“No, spend time with Andy. Be happy, I love you and I’ll talk to you later, okay?”

“Will do. I love you so much, night,” Julia responded as cheerfully as she could before hanging up.

She took a deep breath and rested her head against the steering wheel. She didn’t see Andy’s car and she couldn’t bring herself to be irritated with him for leaving. She was supposed to be home hours ago. Slowly getting herself out of her car, she dug her keys out of her purse and slowly made her way inside her complex. She was starting to feel drained and she hated it. She was beginning to think Andy was getting to sick of her, because she was either with family or moody. She hated it, but she couldn’t help it. Whatever the hell was going on between him and Neal was starting to take a toll on her. She couldn’t help but think that whatever...thing she walked in on almost a month ago is what led Neal to find any reason to keep her late.

She had asked Andy a few weeks ago, but he kept saying it was nothing. When she’d press him on the issue, he’d just change the subject. She knew that he was entitled to his secrets and his own life, but it was really starting to eat at her.

As she shoved her key into the keyhole to the door of her apartment, her irritation quickly faded when the scent of her favorite dish filled her nostrils.

Andy quickly got off the sofa and made his way over to her, wrapping her in a tight hug. “I thought I’d make dinner tonight,” he mumbled into her hair before kissing it softly.

“You are so sweet, did you know that?”

“I do my best,” he chuckled before closing her apartment door. “Any clue when this case will be over?”

“No,” Julia sighed, as she kicked her shoes off and hung up her purse on her coat rack “it has to end soon though, right? He can’t drag this out forever.”

“No, he can’t,” Andy sighed, taking her hand and leading her into the small kitchen. “What would you like to drink?”

“Wine,” she responded, rubbing her temples and taking a seat at her little kitchen table. “It’s like he thinks he’s in a competition with you? Like...he’s trying to prove what a great lawyer he is. Which, I’ve never doubted, but this is overkill.”

“Maybe he’s trying to prove something else to you,” Andy shrugged, placing a glass of wine in front of her before returning to the kitchen and taking out two plates from one of the cabinets.

“Like what?”

“How great he is.”

“Why would he...oh for fucks sake, Andy. Can we not do this tonight? My day was long enough already. I swear to God, if you two are fighting over me-”

“We’re not fighting,” Andy quickly interjected.

“You two aren’t getting along.”

“We’re not speaking,” Andy said simply. “Do you want any sauce to go with your salmon?”

“Not speaking is not getting along,” she snapped matter-of-factly “I’ll take the lemon dijon dressing, please.”

“Not talking is not talking,” he quipped back, grabbing the dressing before closing the fridge door. Andy made up their plates and poured himself a drink, before making his way back over to her and putting everything down.

“Not talking is not getting along,” she snapped back before reaching up for a small kiss “thank you for making dinner.”

“Don’t thank me until you eat it,” Andy smirked, sitting back down.

“I’m thanking you either way because you went out of your way to do it,” she smiled. “You didn’t have to stay, it’s late.”

“I wanted to see and spend time with you. I’ll never mind waiting for you.”

“How’d I get so lucky?” she questioned before taking a bite of her linguine and salmon. “Someone’s been practicing!”

“It’s okay?”

“It’s perfect, thank you so much,” she smiled at him.

That’s how most of their nights went. One of them made dinner, they’d have a minor disagreement about Neal, but then they’d flow back into regular conversation about work or whatever they wanted to do on the weekend. Julia liked that. She enjoyed the fact that their relationship was so easy and honest. She would’ve been lying if she said it didn’t make nervous that something terrible was on their horizon, but she was doing her best to just live in the moment and accept everything as it came. For the time being, they were happy and they were in love. She wanted nothing else. She needed nothing else.

“Do you wanna ride into work with me tomorrow?” Andy asked once they both finished dinner and he started cleaning up the dishes.

“You know we can’t,” she sighed. “Leave those, I’ll do them tomorrow. I just wanna lay with you right now. I miss being alone with you.”

“You’re not gonna wanna do them tomorrow,” Andy scoffed, putting a plate back into the sink.

“No one ever wants to do dishes,” she chuckled “lets just lay down and watch TV.”

“As you wish,” Andy smiled before leading her to the sofa.

He laid down first and Julia let herself get comfortable, back on his chest and her head on his arm. She was full, tired, and ready to fall asleep right there until “Oh,” she giggled softly.

“I can’t control it around you,” Andy chuckled lowly.

As bad as she wanted him, even more once she felt him hard against her ass, she was determined to resist. She didn’t want them to become a couple that needed sex all the time. She wanted to make sure that they stayed more than just sex crazed. However, that was hard for her seeing as Andy Barber was her fucking boyfriend.

“It’s...it’s fine,” she stuttered as his finger softly started to stroke her bare arm “I just wasn’t expecting it.”

“You walk around in these fucking skirts,” Andy sighed. “What am I supposed to do? I’m trying to be good and make you happy, but you don’t make it easy.”

“You’re one to talk,” she scoffed.

Julia held on to her resolve to not give in for as long as she could, but as he continued to stroke her arm, she soon found herself grinding against him.

“You know all you have to do is ask,” he whispered hotly into her ear.

“No,” she moaned, pressing her thighs together and forcing herself to stop. She refused to give in.

“Tell Daddy what you need,” he mumbled against her neck before pressing a soft kiss into it.

‘Fuck!’ she thought to herself. “Andy...” she breathed out, her eyes fluttering shut as she slowly started grinding against him again.

“Tell me, Sweetheart,” he cooed, letting his tongue trace lightly over her neck. “Want Daddy to guess? Is that it pretty girl?”

He softly pulled her skirt up and let his fingers softly trace over the thin material that was now damp. “You need Daddy there, baby?” When she whimpered in response, he softly let his hand travel up and her shirt, stopping to message her bra covered breast “Or here?”

“Please,” she whimpered softly, not sure what exactly she was begging for.

“Or do you need Daddy here?” he questioned, his hand traveling down again, but this time grabbing her ass.

She bit her lip to a suppress a moan, deciding to just give in. “Anywhere you want, Daddy. Just please,” she pathetically whimpered.

She hated how easy it was for him to make her so desperate for him. While she knew that he wanted much more than just sex from her, it still made her worry that they were spending too much time in the bedroom. Granted, with how her schedule had been lately, that’s all they really had time to do.

But still.

On the other hand, how was she ever supposed to say no to Andy? Her body always melted at the sound of his voice, and the minute they made any kind of contact, she needed him. That’s what she found so odd about him apologizing to her for needing her so much. She always needed him. In every way that a person could need someone. She wanted to believe that she’d be fine without him. That if he ever decided to walk away from her, her entire life wouldn’t fall apart. She wanted to believe that, but by the way her body was responding to him, she knew that was total bullshit.

In a short amount of time, he had become everything to her.  

Andy quickly sat up and practically tore off his clothes before tearing off hers. Growling as he took in the sight of her, only making her more desperate for him.

“Fuck, my perfect girl is wet for me,” he growled, placing her now bare ass on his bare lap, rubbing two fingers over her soaked folds.

“Daddy...please,” she whimpered, pressing her back against his chest.

“My sweet girl had a long day, didn’t she?” he whispered, slowly pushing his two fingers inside of her.

“Fuck...y-yes!”

“That’s okay, baby. Daddy’s gotcha and I’m gonna make you feel so much better,” he smirked against her neck, before biting down on it.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” she mewled, eyes clenched shut. “I need you to fill me up,”

“I know you do, but I’m gonna tear you apart first.”

He quickened his pace, fucking her faster with his fingers, and she was doing all she could to hold on. When he used the thumb of his free hand to apply pressure and start making circles on her clit, it she was did her best to not cum all over him right then and there, clawing at his thighs because she wasn’t able to think of anything else to do with her hands.

“Need you to stand up for me, princess,” he cooed, smacking her thigh and removing his fingers before she reach the blissed out state she was longing for. “Need to taste you. Always need to fucking taste you,” he growled.

Almost as soon as she stood up, Andy had her bent over before getting on his knees and starting to eat her out like he hadn’t had her in months. “Fucking shit!” she moaned as she clawed at her coffee table.

His tongue was relentless as it went back and forth between her clit and between soaked folds. “Fucking....needed you so much, need you love me in the way that only you can,” she moaned.

That made him desperate, because he had two fingers inside her again almost instantly after she said that. She almost came completely undone for him, but he removed his fingers after only a few pumps. Before she could protest, those two fingers forced their way into her ass, and she let out a pleasurable scream.

She made a mental note to apologize to her neighbors for the long night she was bound to put them through.

Andy wasn’t holding back, which meant Julia was barely able to keep her keep herself up right. When her right leg did buckle, Andy was quick to slap it and she knew she needed to quickly regain composure. She needed to make him proud and be a good girl for him. She wanted to show him just how obedient she could be for him.

“Please,” she begged, sobbing a little from all the pleasure “I n-need to cum, Daddy! Please let me, I’ve been so good for you!”

Andy placed his free hand in her hair, grabbed a fist full of it, and yanked roughly. Almost instantly, Julia came undone all over his tongue. She couldn’t feel any humiliation as he removed his fingers from her ass and lapped up her mess. The loud and lewd sound that was coming from between her legs, caused by Andy, was only turning her on more.

“One of these days, Daddy is gonna bend you over his desk at work and eat this perfect little pussy. Would you like that?” he growled, taking himself in his hand stroking it.

“I want that so bad, Daddy. I think about it all the time.”

She wasn’t lying.

“Think I might want you to send me some videos from the bathroom tomorrow. I wanna see two fingers buried deep in that pussy, while you moan about how much you want me to fuck you on my desk. Think you can do that, baby?”

“Mhm,” she pathetically nodded, her core throbbing again. “I can do anything you want me to.”

“I know baby, you’re such a good little slut for me,” he praised before thrusting into her, which was met by a loud cry from her. “You’re such a perfect little whore for Daddy. Taking every thing I give you and never whining about it!” he grunted, pounding into her from behind.

“I just...I just wanna be the perfect girl for you, Daddy. I wanna p-please you all the time,” she moaned, loving everything she was feeling. Loving every thing he was kind enough to give her.

Without warning, Andy wrapped one arm around her waist and pulled her down with him as he sat on the sofa, pushing himself as deep as he could go. “You are so perfect for me, kitten,” he moaned into her hair, using his hands to open her legs. “You are every thing and more to me.”

“Fuck!”

Andy started making little circles with his thumb on her clit again and Julia tried to close them almost instantly. It was too much too fast.

But Andy wasn’t having that.

“Did Daddy tell you to close these legs?” he questioned in a deep growl, slapping her clit twice.

“No!” she cried out from the pleasurable sting. “I-I’m sorry, Daddy!”

“Don’t start disobeying me, sweetheart. You want me to start being mean?”

Part of Julia wanted him to be mean, because it had been so long since he had been rough with her. But she needed a release. She needed to get her frustration out, “N-no, I’ll be so good for you, I promise!”

“Yeah? Show me. Show Daddy what a good little whore you can be and start bouncing up and down on my cock,” he commanded before leaning back and letting his hands wander up and down her back.

This time she looked back at Andy and silently asked for permission, which he nodded yes, before closing her legs and placing her hands on each one of his thighs. She started fucking him in reverse, hard and fast, just like he loved. Each time coming down harder on his lap.

“Fuck yes, just like that sweet girl,” Andy grunted, gripping her hip tight. “Fuck, I love watching you take this cock.” That had her clenching around him. “Better not fucking cum, honey. You know what happens when you cum before I tell you to.”

“But it feels too good, Daddy! Your cock fills me up so good!”

“I don’t care. Wait until I tell you or you’ll be sorry,” he warned, slapping her ass.

Those words alone had her salivating. “Please!”

“What did I say?” he growled, pulling her hair, hard.

She clenched her eyes shut and gripped his thighs tighter, “fuck,” she moaned, biting her bottom lip.

“Just trust me, baby. You trust me, don’t you?”

“With everything,” she replied breathlessly.

Though she paid little attention to the thought in the back of her mind, she hated that. She hated that she truly did trust him with everything. Even with the situation with Neal. As much as it bothered her not knowing what was going on with that whole thing, she still trusted him to not get her into any serious trouble. She trusted him to let her know if she truly needed to know. She knew that he would always take care of her no matte what.

“Fuck! Daddy!”

“There it is, baby,” he groaned, his grip getting impossibly tighter. “Knew you could get yourself there. You wanna cum on my cock?”

“Y-yes! Yes please!” she whimpered, the knot in her core becoming too hard to keep a hold.

“Do it babygirl, cum for Daddy,” he grunted, tossing his head back trying to hold off his own release.

“Shit!” she screamed in a pathetic cry, finally feeling the knot come undone.

Her legs gave out but Andy was quick to catch her before she fell forward, pulling her as close to him as possible as he sat up, chasing his own release deep within her.

They both sat there for a moment, nothing but their labored breathing providing sound. Andy his other arm around Julia, pulling her close to him and pressing soft kisses to her back.

“You okay baby?” Andy asked softly.

All Julia could do was nod.

“Do you feel better?”

“Almost,” she answered shyly, hating how much she still needed him.

“Tell me,” he commanded softly, still giving her soft kisses. “Tell me what you need and I’ll do it, Sweetheart.”

“I need you more. I just...I need the world to not exist right now. Just us...just right now.”

“Honey...are you sure you’ll be able to get to work on time tomorrow?”

Julia slowly got up, groaning when they were no longer one, and turned to face him. She slowly straddled him and wrapped her arms around his neck. “I don’t care, I just...we are all that matters right now. Out there...I can’t have you. I can’t have us and that’s where I need you most. It’s all too heavy, but then when it’s just us...none of that matters. None of it exists. Not my sister, my parents and their bullshit, not whatever the hell is going on with Neal, no therapy...it’s just us. Tonight, I just want to get lost in you until I can’t take anymore.”

Julia could feel him getting excited beneath her and started to grind against him, her clit rubbing against his pelvis.

“Love me, Andy. I just need you to love me tonight,” she pleaded with a soft moan.

Andy’s lips were on hers instantly, pulling her as close to him as possible. A silent gasp left her mouth when she felt him push himself inside of her again,

“I will always love you,” Andy groaned breathlessly, hands roaming all over her body as he thrust up into her. “I will always do my best... to bring you the peace you bring me daily. ‘M gonna take such good care of you, baby. Always.”

Julia pushed him back, placing each hand on either side of him, and start grinding down against, as Andy held a steady pace upthrusting. They said nothing and just kept their eyes on each other, knowing exactly what the other needed.  

When Julia bit her bottom lip and thew her head back, Andy knew she was close. “There’s my good girl, give it to me. Give me all of it,” he groaned, placing his hands on her hip, beginning to to guide her.

“Fuck, I don’t-”

“We have all night, baby. Just let go, I promise to take care of you,” he moaned, fighting his own release, again.

Andy took one of her nipples into his mouth and started to message it with his tongue before biting and sucking on it. “Shit!” Julia mewled, coming undone for him, almost completely lost in the pleasure. “You’re so fucking good to me!”

That night Andy made her feel like never before. Only stopping when she was begging. Julia almost instantly fell asleep after Andy cleaned her up and held her close. She felt so full and loved.

Content.

Everything was going to workout as it should and she just needed to give it time. Everything and everyone needed time, and for once, she felt like she could handle that. She felt like she could handle anything, as long as Andy was by her side.

**

The next day, Julia was reminded of another reason as to why she hated sleeping with Andy during the week.

She hated waking up to an empty bed.

While they had both agreed that they can’t show up to work together, she at least wanted to leave with him, but Andy said that was too hard on him. He’d rather leave while she was asleep then have to leave without her. She’d asked so much of him already, she thought it only fair to agree to that.

However, that meant she woke up alone and feeling alone. She was prepared to lay around and mope for a bit, until she saw that she only had an 40 minutes before she needed to be at work.

‘You changed my alarm?!’

‘You needed your rest. Plus, it gives you less time lay around and be sad.’

‘Andy!’

‘Hush and get your cute ass to work. I miss seeing you, I love you.’

‘I love you too...asshole.’

‘Keep it up and I’ll be in yours tonight.’

‘Mr. Barber!’

‘See you soon, sweetheart.’

Julia couldn’t stop the smile that spread across her face and she didn’t want to. She took a quick shower and threw an outfit on before rushing out.

She was about to rush into Neal’s office and apologize for cutting it so close, when she was stopped by the bouquet of roses and red irises on her desk.

“Looks like someone has an admirer,” Neal scoffed, leaning against his door frame.

“I guess so,” she smiled, putting her purse in her lower drawer and taking a seat at her desk.

“You’re cutting it pretty close today. You’re usually here before me.”

“Yeah, I’m sorry about that. I was more tired than I thought and slept through my alarm.”

“No, I’m sorry. That’s my fault, I’ve been asking a lot of you and it isn’t fair,” Neal sighed, running a hand through his hair. “I promise next week will be better.” “I’m not complaining,” she quickly interjected. “I can handle the work load and if there’s work to be done-”

“No no, I’ve been pushing way too hard. It’s not fair to you that I’m an overachiever,” he chuckled. “Next week will be better.”

“Thank you, Neal,” Julia smiled sincerely before turning her attention to her computer and logging in.

‘You got me flowers?!’ she text Andy.

‘Do you like them? Did I do okay?’

‘You did perfect! I love them!’

‘I got it right, right? Red iris is your favorite flower, right?’

‘Andy, you are amazing. So fucking amazing, I love you so much.’

‘I just...I know this isn’t picture perfect and things are stressful, but whenever you are ready, this can go further. It doesn’t have to be a secret. I will take this at whatever pace you want, and I love you. I love you so much. I know that this is still new and I understand your hesitation. Whenever you’re ready, I am too. Until then, don’t feel alone because you’re not. Never. I will always do my best to love and be there for you.’

Julia put her phone away before she burst into tears of joy. She spent the first half of her morning trying to think of a subtle way to thank him, when the perfect idea finally came to mind.

Andy’s P.O.V.

Andy couldn’t even be annoyed with himself. He had done almost no work all day, but work could wait because Julia was his top priority at that moment. He had been looking up restaurants and places to stay in Salem. He wanted to surprise her after they left her sister’s place, but nothing he saw felt right. He knew that Julia be happy with whatever, but he wanted to give her everything. He had to stop himself the other night when he was looking at wedding rings, because he knew she was nowhere near ready, but he was. He’d do it in a heartbeat if he thought she was on the same page as him.

It didn’t make him upset though.

He knew that she loved him and was just scared. All of this was new for her and she just needed time, and he’d give her as much as she needed. He was about to look at another restaurant when he got a text. He rolled his eyes thinking it was Lynne, reminding him about their lunch meeting, but instantly smiled when he saw it was Julia. The smile was soon replaced by a groan when he saw the text.

‘To Daddy, as commanded’

Andy checked the time to make sure he could watch it the video before his meeting.

30 minutes.

‘That’s more than enough time to watch it and get myself together...right?’ Andy thought to himself.

He didn’t care and he didn’t want to wait. He quickly got up and closed the door before practically running back to his desk. As soon as he pressed play, he knew he was fucked.

Julia rubbed herself over her panties and moaned ‘Daddy please’ softly, before temporarily putting the phone. When she picked the phone back up, her panties were in her mouth and her breasts were out. Andy groaned in pure frustration, balling his hand into a fist as he did his best control himself.

‘There are rules for a reason. Control yourself’ he thought to himself.

Rules that he had put in place. Whenever either of them sent videos, the other wasn’t allowed to touch themselves. They could only watch and wait until they were alone, but the more he watched, the less control he had. When she finally started fingering herself, Andy almost bit a hole into into his bottom lip.

“Need you to bend me over your desk and fuck my pussy, Daddy,” she whimpered, fucking herself faster. “Fuck my pussy then my ass, please...I need it so much!”

As if the view itself wasn’t enough to make him cum instantly, when he heard someone come in, in the background he got even more turned on. Julia didn’t miss a beat, but she was quiet while she continued, biting her lip to be quiet. When she did let an accidental moan slip out, she was quick to cover it up.

“Are you okay in there?” the woman asked from the other side of the stall.

“Yeah, just feeling a bit overwhelmed,” Julia smirked after removing her panties from her mouth, winking at the camera.

That had Andy ready to break all the rules.

When she finally did coat her fingers with her release, she rubbed her fingers on one of her tits, before bringing up to her mouth to lick and suck on it. Only stopping when she felt she had completely cleaned off her tit.

“Please fill me up soon, Daddy,” she panted in the voice she knew Andy loved.

She stood up and slowly put her panties back on before stopping the video, breasts still out.

Andy felt like he was going to lose his mind.

‘Fuck, how the hell am I supposed to keep my hands off of her now?! Jesus, she knows how to break me!’ he thought, doing his best to keep his hands away from his cock.

To make matters worse, he kept watching the video until it was time for his meeting. How could he not? She had to know. The licking of her panties and shoving them into her mouth? She had to know that would set him off. Just like she knew that her sucking and licking all over her tit would drive him crazy.

All through his meeting with Lynne, he barely paid attention. He tried his best, but all he could do was think about his upcoming night and weekend. He needed to be buried deep inside her.

“Andy, did you hear me? We need to release a statement about this. People are looking to us-”

“No, I’m sorry. I was just lost in thought,” Andy smiled, adjusting himself in his seat before leaning closer. “How about this?” he questioned, handing her a statement he had worked on with Julia.

He did his best to stay focused and gave the best advice he could, but as soon as they were done, Andy was out the door. He was quickly on his way back to his office when he heard a voice.

Her voice.

He waited in a vacated office and listened. Listened for her voice and heels to get closer to where he was. When she was right in front of the door, he grabbed her arm and pulled her in before closing the office door.

“What-”

He cut her off with a deep and passionate, sloppy kiss on the lips. “You knew exactly what you were doing, babygirl,” he growled as he pressed her against the door. “Didn’t you?”

“Andy-”

“Tell me how you taste, sweetheart.”

“I taste amazing, Daddy”

“You want me to destroy you right now, don’t you?”

“Of course I do, but you can’t,” she whimpered “you know we can’t.”

“I don’t know how I’m supposed to wait now, you outdid yourself, Kitten,” he growled as he started grinding against her.

“Fuck,” she breathed leaning her head back against the door “you liked the video, Daddy?”

“I loved the video. You’re coming to my house tonight and I’m going to show you just how much I loved it. In every room,” he whispered hotly.

“Daddy, we have to be up early tomorrow-”

“No baby, we’re gonna be a little late. Gotta reward you for being such a good little slut for me.”

“Oh my God,” she mewled, losing her resolve.

Andy smirked. “Give me your panties.”

“Daddy-”

“Give them to me, sweetheart,” he repeated in a firmer tone.

He stood back a little and flashed a wicked grin at the desperate mess she had become for him. She slowly bent down, keeping her eyes on him, and slowly pulled down and stepped out of her panties, before standing up straight and holding them out to him.

“You’ll get these back tonight. You’re to come straight to my house after work,” he firmly commanded, before bringing her panties up to his face and deeply inhaling the scent of her.

“But my dishes-”

“Will be waiting. As soon as you’re done, you come to my house. Do I make myself clear?” Andy growled, using his free hand to roughly grab her face.

“Yes Daddy,” she whimpered.

She was so desperate for him and he needed to do something to hold him over until that night. “Daddy needs a little taste, honey,” he whispered before dropping to his knees. He liked the way she instantly froze at that.

“Andy-”

“What’s my name?”

“No, Andy this is too-”

“What’s my name?” he questioned again, slapping her thigh.

“Shit,” Julia moaned, biting her lip.

“Say it,” he demanded.

“Daddy,” she breathlessly replied.

“Good girl,” he praised before lifting up her skirt.

“Daddy, we can’t to do this here. We could get-fuck!” she groaned at the feel of his tongue on her clit.

Andy smirked against her pussy, sucking and licking her clit relentlessly. He knew she was right, but she was too perfect to him. For him. He pushed two fingers deep inside and nearly came at the sound of the silent gasp that left her mouth as she arched her back. He was so tempted to make her cum, but he knew that there would be no stopping either of them.

He forced himself to stop, giving her pussy a sloppy kiss, before removing his fingers and standing up. “Open,” he demanded.

Julia did as she was told, too aroused to do anything else and moaning at the taste of herself on his fingers. Once she started swirling her tongue around his fingers, he instantly pulled them out. He was barely containing himself as it was.

“Fix yourself, you look wrecked,” he smirked, shoving her panties into his pocket.

“I am wrecked,” she scoffed, smoothing out of her outfit before doing best to fix her hair.

She was about to leave when Andy grabbed wrist. “Kiss.”

“Sorry Daddy,” she smirked, before standing on her tiptoes and giving him a kiss.

“Good girl. I love you.”

“I love you, go get some work done,” she winked before turning, opening the door, and walking out.

She had only walked out a few steps when Andy heard Neal’s voice. “Hey, I’ve been looking for you! Where have you been?”

“That’s my fault,” Andy quickly interrupted, exiting the office and shutting the door behind him. “I wanted to discuss a text her sister sent me and I was unable to speak with her during lunch.”

“I hope everything is okay,” Neal smiled, but Andy could see the hate and anger burning in his eyes.

He loved that.

“We don’t know,” Julia responded, because Andy guessed she probably felt the change in Neal’s mood. “She’s not sure if she wants to get the divorce again. She wants to be sure of all her options.”

“Yeah, I know this can’t be easy for her. I’m sorry she has to go through this, and that you have to deal with her being so back and forth about it.”

“It’s fine. She needs me and I’ll always be happy to be there for her,” Julia smiled.

“And you,” Neal smiled, turning towards Andy “it’s good of you to be so patient throughout the whole thing.”

“Well, I’m always happy to help a friend,” he smiled sarcastically.

“Well, we need to get going,” Julia smiled awkwardly, desperately wanting to break up the scene. “Andy, I’ll see you later,” she waived before walking off with Neal.

Andy wasn’t a fan of how close Neal was standing to Julia, but what could he do?

Absolutely nothing.

Julia still believed that Neal only wanted friendship from her, and he didn’t have any actual proof to give her. All he had was his gut instinct and he knew Julia would just say it’s just because he didn’t like Neal, and he honestly couldn’t blame her for that.

He really fucking hated Neal.

When he got back to his office, he sat back in his chair and sighed. Trying to calm his nerves and sink back into the feeling of overwhelming love and adoration he felt for Julia. That was all he’d ever need.

He unlocked his computer and went back to searching for the best places to take her to in Salem. He was determined to give her the best weekend.

Neal’s P.O.V.

He knew he had no one to blame for his anger except himself, but Neal still wanted to punch Andy in the face.

He knew the minute that he saw Andy walk out of that empty office, the two of them had been doing something. Julia’s hair wasn’t in the same style it was in before and Andy smelled like sex. For the rest of the day, Julia was in a particularly good mood and when it was time to leave, she practically ran out the door.

He knew he should’ve just gone home, but he couldn’t stop himself. When he went by Julia’s place and she wasn’t there, it was as if his body was in control and he ended up across the street from Andy’s house before he knew it.

Then he just couldn’t take his eyes off the damn house.

Andy was fucking her in every place in the house that he could. Not bothering to close the blinds or turn off the lights. He couldn’t turn away as saw Andy holding Julia by throat while he fucked her from behind against an upstairs window, his other hand gripping her hair tight, while her panties were in her mouth.

Part of him couldn’t stop watching because he couldn’t take his eyes off Julia and how she made his cock twitch. The other part of him couldn’t stop watching out of pure anger and jealousy. She was supposed to be with him, not Andy. After all the time, effort, and energy he put forth, how had it ended with her ending up with someone else? She was his. She had been since the day she started working for him. Why did Andy have to take something else from him?

Watching Julia get railed from behind and loving every minute of it just made hate burn and boil in his stomach.

That’s when his idea hit.

He took his phone out and zoomed in on the upstairs window. He took a few pictures before starting to record their actions. It wasn’t hard for him to get evidence of them doing things they had no business doing.

Andy had taken Laurie and the future he could’ve had with her from him. He had taken his dream job from him. He’d taken his dream case from him. As he watched over the footage that he had captured, he felt secure in the fact that Andy would never take anything from him again.

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raoul voice : people who are 6 feet tall, wear a mask, have a punjab lasso, larp as an angel, drown people while larping as a siren, writes horny operas dni

[theater-system]

🎭Pinned post🎭

Hello! We're the theater system! We are fictive heavy and we do not wish to get involved in drama, so please don't expect that from us! We are okay with asks!

🎭General Info:🎭

Collective pronouns: He/they

Bodily 18

Spanish/English

Basic DNI criteria (+ DNI if you're a fakeclaimer)

🎭Frequent posters:🎭

Aaron -🦊 (He/him) (Host)

Raoul -🌂(He/him) (Host)

Arsène Lupin -🪡 (He/him)

Crowley -🐍 (He/they/she)

Erik -🎼 (They/he)

H.G. -✒ (He/him)

Jonathan Crane/Scarecrow -🎃 (He/it/crow)

Tybalt/Teobaldo/Blaze (He/they/fire/flame/smoke)

Sherlock Holmes -🎻(He/they)

Enjolras -🚩(He/him)

Phoenix Wright (He/him)

🎭Alter blogs:🎭

@thegentlemanarsenelupin (Lupin and Holmes)

@attorneysatgaylaw (Ace Attorney introjects)

[iknikvarrick]

looking for mutuals

Hello! I'm Kiyo, and I'm new to tumblr (and most social media), and I'm looking for mutuals who share interests/fandoms with me. feel free to like this post/reblog if you're interested. also looking for canonmates.

About me:

-anarcho-primitivist

-aspiring Buddhist

-biromantic greysexual

-I have c-PTSD, BPD, DPDR, ADHD, and depression

-Irish/Ojibwe

-I love water, rainforests, swamps, birds, fruit, and exploration. or I could've said I'm "pirate-core" and that would suffice

-chaotic neutral

Interests:

-anthropology (pre-colonial cultural studies, indigenous issues, archaeology, paleoarchaeology)

-theology (non-abrahamic belief systems, buddhist and hindu philosophies)

-primitivism (hunting, fishing, foraging, avoiding industrial habits as much as possible, etc)

-anime/cartoons/video games

-most types of art (drawing, sewing, embroidery, macrame, kinbaku, music, and dancing, to name a few)

-avian psychology (parrots and corvids)

Kins (in the best order I can give):

-Korekiyo Shinguji

-Sokka (found Aang)

-Narciso Annasui (found Weather Report)

-Kohina Ichimatsu

-Spinel (found Amethyst)

-Souseiseki (found Suiseiseki)

-Jae-ha

-Pearl (found Amethyst)

-Varrick

-Diego Brando

-Legosi

-Yakko Warner

-Narancia Ghirga

-Tsukasa Shishio

-Raoul Duke

Current fandoms:

-Dororo

-Avatar/Legend of Korra

-Jojo's Bizarre Adventure

-Dr. Stone

-Beastars

-One Piece

-The Dragon Prince

Previous fandoms/media of interest:

-Fullmetal Alchemist

-Hellblade

-Berserk

-Rozen Maiden

-Gugure! Kokkuri-san

-Pandora Hearts

-Akatsuki No Yona

-Steven Universe

-Princess Tutu

-Animaniacs

-Fallout: New Vegas

-Twin Peaks

-Attack on Titan

-Danganronpa

-xxxHOLiC

-Homestuck

-Bone

-Lord Of The Flies

man the list goes on, just assume I've consumed most popular media among zoomers

DNI if you:

-are under 18

-support the existence of america or canada

-think current industrialism can coexist alongside indigenous traditions

-can't address conflict constructively

-silence stealth trans people

-follow neopagan religions that steal pre-established indigenous beliefs

-kin as korekiyo shinguji, sokka, narciso annasui, souseiseki, or yakko warner

[operas-phantom]

They gave me a phone.

So this is Tumblr. Cool. Can people see this? If you’re seeing this, hi, come by my opera house, yes it is mine, I’ve lived there longer than everyone else so it is mine. It honestly got a bit boring listening to Carlotta What’s-Her-Name continue to absolutely murder any type of operatic symphony with her harsh voice, so I’m on here now after extensive Google searching on what I can do on this bad boy.

Uh I’m he/him. My name’s Erik but nobody really calls me that anymore, and the only reason I’m letting people here say it is because I honestly think that like 2 people will see this post anyway, or at least that’s what I originally thought.

𝔄𝔫𝔡 𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔫 𝔱𝔬 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔪𝔲𝔰𝔦𝔠 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔫𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱..

This will be a learning experience for me anyhow, and perhaps I can get new ideas for the things I write on here. The Internet is a crazy place (and so are my adventures; I’ve found out through this that there are many versions of me, including @erikaskblog. I am down to interact with anyone, but no NSFW please— also, I am bisexual. My other friends include Christine, naturally, @eddiekaspbrak-official and his Losers Club from an apparent “other world”, as well as my best friends, @totally-penelope-and-not-a-siren—that’s Calliope, a siren with a sense of humor who keeps me on my toes, and a former would-be love of mine who I sometimes mentor, @maggiemelodies09. Maggie does have a boyfriend now— she bears such a strong resemblance to dear Christine and I will cheer for anyone who supports her kindness, so said boyfriend shall one day be my friend as well. @daydreamingofafairytale is my third best friend— oh, I am so lucky to have even dreamt of this! You’ll like Nour; everyone does. I give out music lessons to a few people now, attempting to make it less romantically exclusive, including Nour. However, we usually use those lessons to make each other laugh— friends bring light to my darkness and I finally feel like a man now, not a monster. Then there is my muse and a non-singing angel who I suppose might be called a “boyfriend”, @aurelio-the-propmaster. I would go on.. but if I risk becoming “obsessive” again, woe to the opera house, and my other friends have warned against it. Know if you see this, Aurelio— your angel loves you dearly. Also my other friend, @an-american-songbird-in-paris who knows Aurelio and who also composes. Him and I should one day collaborate.) No, I will not list all my “frenemies” or enemies, but I have them too. They are not welcome in my opera house.

If people do end up commenting on this, please do not go wild in the comments or bully each other. I’ve had enough of hearing people insult each other and call each other names for one lifetime, unless I have to do what I have to do. However, I have been made aware that some people are shockingly enough fans of me, even after seeing my face— I normally hate people seeing it, I attempt to shun it from my very being after all —and I will likely post pictures of myself on here in order to share the happenings of the opera house with the world. I would place the screen names of all said “phangirls” here, but hope instead they find this nonetheless. I appreciate you all caring for me. PLEASE come to my opera house, you all.

I am now over the fact that I cannot have Christine— the one of her versions that still talks to me, @angeliquedaae who is my dear friend and tutee— still, thanks to her undying kindness to me. Occasionally we (hilariously) reenact scenes from our shared past, and I find it a form of recreation. I endeavor to focus my attention on other loves (not just Aurelio but for my other friends here) instead but cannot help caring for her if only in a strictly platonic yet protective manner— I care too much about my friends, hence why I have placed their usernames here. They are wonderful people.

𝔏𝔢𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔱𝔥𝔬𝔲𝔤𝔥𝔱𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔩𝔦𝔣𝔢 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔨𝔫𝔢𝔴 𝔟𝔢𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔢..