#don't let anyone or anything deter you from using them if you need them

[rafeandonlyrafe]

heat rage

words: 1k

warnings: 18+ only, smut, male receiving oral, fwb, hooking up, mentions of drinking/partying and hooking up while drunk

“topper, will you shut the fuck up?” rafe yells, making topper physically jump, eyes widening as he looks to rafe.

“i didn’t even say anything.” topper argues back, his voice almost sounding whiny.

“and yet you’re still being too fucking loud!” rafe growls, looking like he's seconds away from standing up and hitting topper across the face.

“alright, come on.” you stand, gesturing to rafe to join you.

“what?” he grunts out, the heat and stress of the day clearly having gone to his head, making him frustrated and angry for no reason, ready to lash out at anyone.

“you're being a dick because you're all upset.” you say, reaching your hand out for rafe to take, but he just swats it away.

“im fine.”

“fine.” you shrug, turning away from the boys and walking towards the stairs. “i guess you don't want me to give you head.”

rafe is scrambling off the couch to follow you up the stairs towards his bedroom, eyes on your ass as you make your way up each step.

“you're gonna be more relaxed after this right?” you question as rafe closes and locks his door behind you. “because if you're just gonna be an asshole all day im going home.”

“yeah, promise.” rafe nods, leaning forward to press a smearing kiss across your lips. his version of a thank you, since the words will never actually leave his lips.

you're not a couple, but you don't exactly just hook up either. you guess it would be defined as friends with benefits. rafe often says you're the one girl he can actually stand to hang out with, and it certainly helps that you often end up hooking up after parties where you drink a little too much.

rafe places a hand on your shoulder, shoving you down to your knees, indicating just how needy he is for your mouth.

you smirk when you realize he's tenting in his shorts, having grown hard in just minutes. you tug at the two sides of his pants, opening them to reveal his boxers.

“come on.” rafe grunts impatiently.

“rafe, you said you'd be nice!”

“after you give me head i will be! come on, i need it.” rafe pushes his pants and underwear down his hips in one swift motion, his cock popping up from its confines.

you place your hand around the base to hold it steady as your lips and tongue tease over the head, kissing and licking as rafe moans. you wonder if topper is able to hear his sounds as you sink down on his cock, allowing it to fill you mouth.

“fuck, we should do this sober more often.” rafe tangles his hands in your hair, helping guide your motions up and down.

you're determined to make this good and memorable, not just because rafe is pissed off and needing the relief, but as a reason to continue hooking up without the influence of alcohol or drugs in your system, wanting to experience rafe fucking into you without being sloppy drunk.

you force rafes length down into your throat as you bob your head, his hands tightening and loosing in your hair like he keeps losing control only to quickly regain it.

“god, that's fucking good.” rafe moans out, his voice low and when you look up to his face you aren't surprised to find his eyes closed, face one of bliss.

you place both your hands on his thighs, giving yourself a good base as you use your whole body to move off and on his cock, truly getting into the motions.

“damn.” rafe curses. hes inclined to let you do all the work, but he's too into the way it feels that he can't help but begin to thrust his hips forward and back.

you feel yourself choking around his cock and try to hold back the gagging noises as he rams into your throat, but you can't hold them back for long.

the noises don't deter rafe, only spur him on more, his hips pumping faster as you feel his cock swelling in your mouth, the telltale sign of his imminent release.

you try to suck, rub your tongue against the underside of his cock, or give some sort of extra stimulation, but ultimately you end up letting rafe fuck into your face, mouth ajar and wet for him, drool dripping down your chin.

“fuck, cumming.” is all rafe can get out before his cum is spurting down your throat in long ropes that you're eager to swallow.

you pull off the second he's finished, taking deep breaths intermixed with coughing you wish you could control, not wanting to seem like you couldn't handle it.

“you good?” rafe asks, attempting to fix your hair by smoothing his hands over the curls he was gripping tightly into.

“yeah.” you nod quickly. “just get me a drink of water.”

you move from your knees onto the bed, breathing deeply as rafe puts his bottoms back on before heading into the bathroom, coming back with a cup of water for you.

“thanks.” you mumble, taking it from him and gulping it down.

“no, thank you.” rafe says, leaning down and in a moment of rare softness pressing a kiss to the top of your head. 

“we should get back down to topper.” you say, wiping your mouth and taking one last drink.

“shit, kinda forgot he was here.” rafe laughs, helping you stand before walking down the stairs with you, back into the living room where you flop onto the armchair, stretching yourself out and giving your knees much needed relief.

“damn, if i knew all i had to do was get all pissy to have my dick sucked i would have been an asshole this whole time.” topper chuckles, meaning it as a joke, but rafes relieved calm face quickly turns back to one of anger as he growls out.

“oh god.” you drop your face into your hands, all your hard work undone with one sentence from topper.

[scarletwinterxx]

but on a wednesday in a cafe i watched it begin again - kim mingyu imagine

hiiiii - okay i'm so so so inlove with this one. may i say this is half inspired by real life scenarios haha anyways i hope you like it!

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10 years ago

"Kyeom, I'm gonna go. I have assignments to do"

"What noooo, the game's just about to start" he mutters, he even kick feet like a little kid

"Then stay, but I'm going" you didn't even give him a chance to say anything because you're already out the gym doors. Your bestfriend used to your attitude at this point, he lets you be.

You pull your bag on your shoulders as you walk towards the school gates, some students were also on their way out since classes are done. Just as you were about to exit, someone calls your name making you look back.

When you spot who was calling you, confusion took over your face. Wondering why Kim Mingyu is here running after you when he should be inside with the basketball team.

"Hey, glad I caught you" he smiles at you.

Kim Mingyu, the guy who's known across all campus. He's the star student, all the teachers like him, he's never missed a class, he's good at studying, never the troublemaker, has a big circle of friends and an even bigger number of admirers from all across the school.

"What's up, do you need something?" you nonchalantly replied but that didn't deter him one bit

"Yea uh actually I wanted to ask you out" he scratches the back of his neck, looking down at his shoes as he waits for your answer

"Me?"

"Yea, I like you"

"Oh uh thanks. But I'm not really looking for that type of thing right now"

You watch the smile fall from MIngyu's face before it comes back again, it doesn't quite reach his eyes though. You notice.

"Oh"

"Yeah, sorry but uhm goodluck on your game though. I'm gonna go now" you wave goodbye before going your way. Not once turning to look back where Mingyu was left standing.

The rest of your high school life flew by like that. You still mostly kept to yourself, a few close friends, never really wanting to have any eyes on you. Mingyu never contacted you after that. You two acted like strangers once again, his confession something only you and him know.

Present Day

"Did you get the invite?" Dokyeom asks the moments he enters your apartment. After all these years, he's still your bestfriends. Most of your 'friends' from high school you've already lost contact with, you realized you were only friends with them only because you saw them everyday. Not many of them really made the effort to keep in contact, you can't blame them though since you didn't either.

But that's life. People come and go.

"For?"

"Our high school reunion, please tell me you're going"

"I did get it, and no I'm not going"

"What? Why? It'll be fun" he still does this thing where he stomps his feet like a kid when you say no to him, annoying but he's your bestfriend so you learned to put up with it.

"I don't even talk to anyone from high school apart from you"

"I'll be there, you can talk to me" he weakly reasons out, trying to plead with you is like trying to move a cement brick wall. He knows it's a losing battle but he still tries anyways.

"You won't stop bugging me unless I go, won't you?"

"You know me too well"

"Fine, but I'm not staying long"

"3 hours tops"

"2, take it or leave it"

Leave it to Dokyeom to make sure you're actually coming because by 5pm the day of the reunion, he came to your apartment even though you're taking your own car since you don't plan on staying as long as him.

"Oh you actually got ready" he says when you open the door

"I don't want another long message from you, let's go before I change my mind"

The two of you drove separately to the venue, as an introvert you admit when you got there you already want to go home. You see the familiar faces, already dreading the amount of small talks you have to do for the rest of the night. Cursing Dokyeom in your mind.

Your bestfriend didn't even give you a chance to step back inside your car before he's pulling you inside, saying hello to everyone on your way in. He's always been the nicer one between the two of you.

The two of you grab some snacks and drinks before continuing on meddling with your former schoolmates. Your social battery draining drastically by the second when you hear Dokyeom almost scream from beside you,

"Kim Mingyu! Yo dude you made it"

You look over where Dokyeom went, watching him give a bro hug to the guy. There Kim Mingyu stands, still as handsome as ever. A lot of years passed by but he still looks the same, just even better now.

The years have indeed been kind to him.

With everything happening around you, you can't help but feel overwhelmed. A few moments away from sneaking out but Dokyeom catches you once again before you can even give it a try

"Y/N's here too, you remember Mingyu right?"

You wanted to step on your bestfriend's shoes to make him shut up but instead you just shoot him a tight lipped smile before turning to the taller guy,

"Hi"

"Hey, it's been a while. I haven't seen you since... graduation"

"Yea, you too"

End of conversation.

You're still the same, Mingyu thinks. You're still the same girl he liked back then, you're still just as hard to read, still answering with single sentences, still beautiful like the day you broke his heart.

He wonders how you've been since then. Are you dating anyone or are you still out there breaking other guys' heart with your cold demeanor. He's still friends with Dokyeom and last he heard you've been doing okay. No mention of a boyfriend.

You don't give him a chance to ask any question, you say something to Dokyeom before walking towards the door

"Is she alright?" he can't help but ask

"Oh yea, she's being her usual self. It's a miracle I even got her to go tonight so I won't even be surprised if she's about to sneak home now, I'll just call her later"

"You two still close?"

"She's my bestfriend, dude. Of course we are, we're like twins ya know. Anyways how's the cafe going"

Mingyu hangs out with Dokyeom for the rest of the night, they didn't really run out of things to catch up on. He can't help but wonder how two very different people manage to stay close friends. But then again it's Dokyeom, one of the nicest guy he knows. At the end of the day, he's glad you're friends with someone like him.

The next day Dokyeom calls you to bombard you with stories about the reunion that you missed when you came home, he goes on and on about catching up with Mingyu then some other people from your batch you don't even talk to anymore but you listen anyways.

After the phone call, you get ready to go to work. You go on with your routine and before you know it you're done with your 9-5. That goes on for the rest of the week.

Some people hate it but you liked having a routine, it drives you crazy when things don't go your way.

Like tonight, your workmates all but forced you to come with them for afterwork drinks. You wanted to decline but you already done so many times so they made sure you come with them this time.

"Okay okay so what if you're in a room full of all the people you ever liked, who would you go to?"

Everyone take turns to answer until all head turns to you, "Oh me?"

"Yea, come on spill the details girlie we won't tell" one of your workmate jokes, clearly drunk

You take a few more seconds to think before you say your answer

"I guess this guy I rejected in high school"

"What? Oh my gosh whoooo, tell us tell us what happened" they excitedly ask

"Oh no big deal, just a guy. He was nice, like really nice. I liked that about him, but uh I guess high school me wasn't ready for any kind of commitment so I rejected him. I choose him because I want to apologize, that's all"

"Aw did you hear that? that's so cuteee"

"So where is he now?"

"I don't know, I never really kept in touch"

You grab your glass so you can avoid any more questions, after an hour to tell them goodbye since you still have to go to work tomorrow.

And as expected you woke up with a slight headache, even though you wanted to stay in bed for the day you know you can't. You get up and get ready for the day, planning to stop by this cafe your workmates keep on mentioning on your way to work.

Good things it's still early, when you got the cafe there were only a few people inside. You can smell the freshly brewed coffee and pastries on the stand.

"Next, Hi goodmorning what can I get you?"

"Hi, can I get an iced Vanilla Latte and a bagel with cream cheese to go? Thank you" you say your order while the cashier notes it down "Okay, for a moment I'll just get your order ready"

"Sure" you wait on the counter for your order, checking the other pastries and the menu board.

Mingyu was at the back, getting some stocks ready for the day when he spots someone on the counter. He had to do a double take to make sure it was you standing in his cafe, immediately a smile forming on his face as he watch you look at the display case.

You're too lost in your own world to notice him now standing Infront of you so he clears his throat to get your attention, "Can I get you something else, see anything you like?" he asks

He can see you weren't expecting to see him here, out of all places.

What in the twisted fate was this, you think to yourself.

"Oh uh the other barista already took my order" you tell him, Mingyu goes to the other guy telling him something before returning to the register with your order, "One iced vanilla latte and bagel with cream cheese, here you go. Anything else?" he asks again

"I think this is all for now, so how much?"

"On the house" Mingyu says with a smile, makes you wonder if he does this on a regular basis but you shake the thought away.

"What? No, come on I'll feel bad. Tell me how much" you tell Mingyu but he just shakes his head at you

"Free coffee for the pretty lady"

"Do you tell all your lady customers that?" you ask him, the words already out before you can stop yourself. You can feel your cheeks heat up but Mingyu just chuckles, again he shakes his head

"Just you, tell me next time how's our coffee and baked goods are then we'll call it even" he tells you, pointing at the suggestion box

"Are you sure? My workmates recommended this place and they said the coffee is good but I never really went with them" you tell him,

"You work close by?"

"A few blocks from here, I sometimes pass by here but it's always so busy. I guess I got lucky today"

All this time you were this close to where he was and he never knew. Mingyu mentally agrees with you, indeed it is a lucky day because for the first time since he met you you finally said more than one sentence to him.

17 year old Mingyu would be pouting and kicking his feet out of jealousy, he would never believe this day would come but here you are.

"Thank you for the coffee and food, uh see you around"

"You too, Y/N. It's nice to see you again" he smile again, you shoot him a small smile before going your way.

He watches you go out the door, the scene of you walking away hitting him like a Deja vu. A scene from 10 years go playing in head. Just as you were about to exit the door, to turn around to look at him behind the counter then shoot him another smile then you were gone.

This time though Mingyu wasn't left with a heart to mend but something to look forward to. Maybe just maybe this time it'll be his chance.

"You're down bad" Hoshi, his co-owner and other barista, says from beside him

"Huh?"

"Really?? Coffee for the pretty lady? so original" he laughs

"What? I never used that on anyone" Mingyu mumbles, "I know, that's why I said you're down bad. Who is she by the way?"

"Someone very special, call me when she comes back" he pats Hoshi on the shoulder before going to the back to resume his re-stocking duties.

Mingyu didn't want to expect (but he was), he would be lying if he didn't tell Hoshi he'd open tomorrow and man the register just in case you come in early again. He would be lying if he says he looked up every time the bell dings signaling another customer came in only it wasn't you.

It took you a few days before you visited again, and this time luck wasn't on Mingyu's side because he was not on duty.

"Hey, you're Mingyu's friend" Hoshi remembers you from the other day, greeting you with a big smile making his eyes almost disappear. He seems like a warm person, very friendly.

"Yeah, you can say that" you shyly answer him "Oh right sorry, what can I get you?"

"I'll get another iced vanilla latte. The last one you made was really good" you tell him

"Thanks, make sure to drop that inside our box" he jokes "Anything else?"

"Can you recommend any pastry for me to try? They all look so good"

"Honestly, not to be biased, everything's good here but that chocolate cake is extra special. Mingyu makes it himself everyday, want a slice?"

"Sure, sounds great"

Hoshi, you learn his name, goes and make your order like before then returns to the counter "Okay here you go, and the man says it's on the house"

"Huh?" you ask confused "Mingyu said it's on the house if ever you come back"

"Oh I can not not pay, he already said that the last time" you said, already getting your card out

"No really, he insists. And between us, I'd be in bigger trouble if I let you pay. If you want to scold him, feel free to do so and drop it in the box"

You chuckle, finally taking your drink and food "Thanks again, let me write something" you seat on a vacant chair to get a paper from inside your bag, writing a quick note before going back to the counter to drop it in the box. You say goodbye to Hoshi before going.

You feel your phone ring in your pocket, Dokyeom's name flashing on the screen "Barbeque later"

"Are you asking or are you telling me?"

"I'll come by after work" then he hangs up.

A few hours later, your bestfriend shows up with a few grocery bags and a loud mouth. You two catch up on what you missed on the few days you didn't get to talk, he likes staying up to date with your life even though nothing really ever happens. He's like the brother you never expected but you're now stuck with.

"Do you have any sweets here, chocolate or something" you hear him scrummaging through your kitchen

"I have a cake slice in the fridge"

Dokyeom finds it then walks back to the dining table, setting it in the middle to share between the two of you

"Oh gosh this is so good, where did you buy this?"

"At Mingyu's cafe, did you know he had one?" you ask back, Dokyeom's head springs up to look at you

"You went there? Mingyu did mention he had a cafe. So you two talked?"

"Yea he was there the first time I went, it was really nice the coffee is good. The other barista said Mingyu baked this" you tell him, taking another bite

"You know, you never told me why you rejected him"

Dokyeom suddenly mentioning that made you cough out loud, "You said you liked him right? Then all of a sudden you were telling me you rejected him"

"Are we really talking about this? It's been 10 years"

"Yea"

"Like I said, I didn't have the time and I got overwhelmed. Everyone knew who Mingyu was, I didn't want that kind of attention on me too. I guess 17 year old me got scared"

Dokyeom listens to you, watching you stab the piece of cake before taking a bite "For what it's worth, he really liked you back then. He even asked me what your favorites were, I said you liked cakes more than ice cream"

Back at the cafe, Mingyu comes in after Hoshi closes so he can start on baking tomorrow's batch of cake. He's in the kitchen getting the ingredients ready while Hoshi cleans the display case and front of the house.

He was humming to himself when he hears the kitchen door swing open, "Oh by the way Y/N dropped by today"

Mingyu forgets the number he was on, now he has to measure the flour all over again. He turns to look at his friend with an annoyed expression, Hoshi holds his hands in the air

"Hey don't blame me, not my fault she went here on your only day off. But I did say it's on the house courtesy of you, so you're welcome"

"Atleast you did something right" Mingyu says

"And she got the chocolate cake, she also dropped something in the box. Go check it when you're done, I'm going now" he waves goodbye before going to the office to do a few more things before leaving Mingyu alone at the shop.

He tries to focus first on what he's doing, going back to measuring the ingredients and putting it in the oven before going to the counter to get the box.

How will find your note here when there's about 30 others in here, he's not so sure. He reads through a few of them when finally he finds one

Coffee is great, maybe even better with company. On me next time I come back, thanks Gyu :)

He knows it's from you because of the nickname, a lot of people from highschool used to call him that. It may be common but it sounded extra special when you're the one calling him that. He takes the note and put it in his pocket before putting the others back.

Tonight's cake about to be extra good.

When Mingyu comes in the shop the next day he was expecting you to come, he wasn't going to lie about it this time.

It might seem silly but he never really got over his crush on you. There's something about you that he admired so much, even though people said you're the 'ice queen' with your stoic expression and one line answers he thinks you're just always straight to the point.

He never harbored hard feelings even after you rejected him, he understood your reasons. He knew you were focused on your studies but he just wanted to shoot his shot.

That day when he asked you, he already saw you in the gym before the game. He thought you were going to watch only for you to disappear a few minutes before they started, he chased after you with high hopes only to be handed his heart back in a few pieces. But even then he still liked you, he continued on admiring you from afar. Cheering you on your academic victories and cheering for you on your graduation day when you gave out your valedictorian speech.

He liked watching you achieve your goals, you always had that laser focus and determination. The entire class knew you deserved it.

Now a decade later, you're still the same in some ways. The night during the reunion party, he didn't expect to see you there. You didn't age a day, you still look so beautiful. You now carry this confident but reserved aura around you, he admits he was a bit intimidated to approach you so he thanks Dokyeom for being there.

The day passed by and still no sign of you, when he turns the open sign over to close he lets out the biggest sigh. Looking at the last slice of cake on the stand, ironically very similar to him. Waiting for you to come by.

He's busy mopping the floors to notice he didn't lock the front door, you just got out of work and decided to check if the cafe was still open. The sign said closed but you spot Mingyu inside so you try to knock on the glass door but he couldn't hear you so you let yourself in.

You walk closer to where he was before tapping him on the back making the tall man jump up in the air with mop in hand.

Mingyu turns around, holding his hand to his chest as he looks at you blinking back at him "Fuck you scared the shit out of me, sorry" he mumbles the apology after letting a few curses out

"Sorry, I didn't mean too. I knocked but you couldn't hear. Uhm is it a bad time?"

"No, I mean no it's good. I was just cleaning up. Do you want anything?" he asks you, putting the mop in the bucket before walking towards the counter with you following. He stands by the cashier while you stand on the other side

You spot the last piece of cake like it's calling your name, Mingyu following your gaze. Smiling to himself while he waits for your order.

"I'll get the last piece of chocolate cake, please. Hoshi recommended it yesterday and it was really food. Glad I got the last one" you smile

Little did you know he made that recipe with you in mind. He knew you liked chocolate cakes. "Chocolate cake coming up, anything else? Our cookies are good too, let me get some for you"

"As long as you let me pay for it"

"Not a chance, miss" Mingyu smirks, putting the remaining cookies in a box along with the cake before walking back to face you

"Not this again, you already got it for me the last few times I was here. How will you run a business if you keep on giving it out for free"

"I don't always do it" Mingyu shrugs

"Just let me pay please" you say giving him your card but he just pushes it back

"No"

"Mingyu"

He smiles, looking over at you. For a second you were taken back by his stare. The only way you can describe it was sweet, he looked so sweet like the cake he baked. He looked so soft and gentle like he wouldn't break a heart.

"Come back next time, I'll let you pay"

"You said that the last time"

"Then keep coming back, maybe one day I'll let you" he confidently tells you, the underlying message of wanting to see you again lies in the air. He holds his breath waiting for your next words,

"If you don't let me pay the next time, I won't come back" you threaten him cutely, finally taking the bag from him. Mingyu smiles walking to the other side to walk you out.

Before you reach the door you stop, "Actually, there's something I need to tell you" you turn to look up at him

"Go ahead, I'm listening"

You take a few seconds, again surprised with how he's staring right at you. Like he's seeing all of you.

"I would like to apologize for what happened before, you know the whole rejection thing. I know it's a bit overdue, actually it's very overdue but I've always wanted to say sorry. Someone asked me if I was in a room full of all the people I liked, who would I run to I said you. That's because I wanted to say sorry... so yea. I'm sorry" you mumble, now you're looking at his chest. Too shy to look at him

"You like me?" Mingyu mumbles

This make you look at him again, "That's all you heard?"

"I mean I appreciate the thought, apology accepted. Now back to my question.. I heard that right, right?"

"You're not wrong"

You and your one liner answers.

"So how many are there in the room" he asks, now he's teasing you. You can't help but scowl at him, rolling your eyes.

"It's a very short list and you're missing my point"

"No I get it, and no need to apologize. I respect your decision back then and I still do now. No need to say sorry over that, no hard feelings" he smiles at you.

Mingyu wanted to reach out and hold your hand but he stops himself. He didn't want to mess this again with you, if this is finally his second chance then he's not going to do anything to mess it up.

"I really am, it's been 10 years but I just wanted to tell you that. So yea.. that's uh that's all"

"Can I ask something?"

"What?" you ask back "Who else would be in the room with me, do I know the others"

"Oh my gosh! It's a very short list"

He laughs at your answer, reaching up to tuck the loose hair than fell on your face behind your ear.

"I believe you, tell me about it next time you get coffee"

"Seriously making me rethink about coming back here" you pout, this made Mingyu's heart pound like crazy. A hundred shots of espresso got nothing on you. Only you can make him feel this way, so alive.

"I'll bake you a cake" he bargains

"Chocolate?"

"All yours, on the house"

[victoria-grimesss]

Hello! Do you think you could write 141 + konig with a tall fem!reader who has a crush on them but is so used to taller men not liking taller women that she starts “preemptively rejecting them” (self sabotaging herself lol) but is still clearly crushing hard

Or alternatively maybe even someone else shamed her for her height when she mentioned the crush and now she’s acting more distant because she’s second guessing herself now

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->Warning: slight violence, self doubt.

->A/N: I'm chipping away at the requests but I love writing them so have patience I will get them all out, and don't feel afraid about asking for as many as you want! (I got a little carried away with Soap's).

->Price:

Price has a lot on his plate so I feel like he wouldn't care too much about the height difference. If anything that's what started his attraction to you. He would hate to see you bring yourself down especially if you were on the team and worked closely with them. Hearing the way you would talk about yourself when you think no one could hear. Or when he heard the talk in the locker-room, other men snickering about your crush on him and how he could and would never entertain the idea of being romantic with someone who's so much taller, when he could have anyone. He would find himself Infront of your door late one night, the lines of ranks and right and wrong blurring as he brings his hand up to your door. He would hear no noise after a second and third knock so he would turn to leave until your soft voice alerted him. He would notice you've been more distant than usual, not coming to the usual team drinking events and speaking less to him. Under a veil of tears that would fall from your eyes and a hurried confession of your feelings and a spew of word vomit about how he could have anyone and more self doubt would come out of your mouth before it was silenced by his embrace. He would give you the warmest hug, a hand stroking your hair as he lead you into your room to reveal his own confession. And through that someone beautiful would bloom.

->Ghost:

Ghost is quiet by nature, your lingering stares that would stay on him for longer than normal, how you would find yourself nearby to him in almost every briefing room. He would find himself irritated at first but as he got to know you and work more with you he found himself enjoying your company and in turn developed a small crush which festered its way deep into his heart. You being tall was just an added bonus. He enjoyed you being tall in fact because when standing side by side he could glance over and admire your profile. Although his head was filled with thoughts of you, your head was filled with doubt and insecurity. You noticed him staring more and being closer and it scared you, so you did the only thing you knew, you distanced. You didn't come to the rec room for the group chat, nor the pub that weekend to celebrate he grew concerned. He found you on the rooftop one night, his footsteps quiet as he approached you. He would question you on your lack of appearance lately, he thought he had done something wrong, maybe he read you the wrong way. Maybe he let his feelings get ahead of himself. You would brush him off saying you were too tired. He called bullshit, saying if he had to be there around drunk Gaz and Soap so did you. Your mood would lighten the slightest before telling him why you had become so distant, fearing your height would scare him off, deter him from you. He laughed then, his eyes casted down on you as he crouched down next to you. “That’s what you’ve been fuckin worried about?” He sounded exasperated when he said it but a sniffle from your nose answered for you. A hand clasped on your shoulder before he spoke again, “If you think you being taller is going to drive me away you’re wrong, now let's go, Soap’s been asking for you and I need you down there to get through this bloody night.”

->Gaz:

I have a feeling his type is taller women, from the moment you met he was drawn to you. You had a welcoming air to you and he could never quite get enough. He would be conjoined at the hip with you if he could. He didn't believe you could be insecure about something that he found so attractive about you. Well until he heard some guys talking shit to you after training, he was walking towards you, bringing you a spare water bottle since he knew today was a longer day for you. They were crowded around you as you laced up your boots. Gaz knew you could handle yourself if you needed to but something within him sparked to life as he watched them talk down to you about something that was far out of your control. He pushed his way past one, shoulder roughly bumping into one of them and his dark gaze centered on the one currently speaking to you. Your face grew heated, now embarrassed to be seen under these circumstances. “If you have something to say to her you can say it to me.” You had stood up by now, a hand on Gaz’s shoulder in an attempt to calm him. “It’s not worth it, c’mon let's go.” You pleaded with him but he was still burning. “All we was sayin’ is how no one would want to be with her, especially you. Guys are intimidated by tall women.” The other man wore a smirk on his face as he finished his sentence but it didn't last long before Gaz’s fist met his nose with a sickening crunch. The man clutched his face and to say you were flattered Gaz came to your aid would be an understatement. You both left the room in a hurry, his fury burning slightly dimmer as you walked. “Won’t you get in trouble for that?” You asked him and he looked over to you and smiled. “Maybe, but it’ll be damn worth it, seeing that guy get what he deserved. Can’t be talking to you like that.” You sighed, “Maybe he’s right though, don’t guys feel intimidated by taller women, I mean my dating history shows.” Gaz rolls his eyes, “Well then you’ve been hanging around shit guys. Let me take you out and I’ll show you how you're supposed to be admired.”

->Soap:

I think Soap would love having a girlfriend that’s taller than him. But your self-doubt really came into play when your crush on Soap grew to an immeasurable size. He’s a ladies man, confident, funny, and good at his job. Being on the team you had heard about his conquests and the women he found attractive, none of them being as tall as you.. Although since you had joined the team and grown to be better friends, he met up with random women at night less and less. You would ask him why and he would blame it on being too busy or not finding it as fun anymore. But the real answer was that he found himself head over heels for you. He had tried to distract himself with other women for a bit but he always thought of you. Even if you're taller in general or taller than him he would still be just as attracted, He would notice you would be less inclined to be around him, and he wouldn't know why, he craved your attention and admired you. His feelings for you had been growing and growing until he felt like he was going to explode. He found you in your room, still in your day clothes. You had seemed surprised to see him, not expecting him at this time. “Come to tell me about another girl?” You faked a smile as you let him in. “No. I wanted to talk to you, I was looking for you.” You sat down roughly on the sofa and patted the spot next to you. “Well here I am. Go on.” He sat next to you, his heart racing being so close to you again. “Where have you been bonnie? Been missin’ ya lately.” You rub the bridge of your nose, a headache blooming. “Just tired Johnny. That's all.” He scoffs. “That's a load of shit, ya know if something is wrong I’m here for ya.” You stand up, and turn to him, finally letting all your feelings out. “That's the problem Johnny! You’re always around and it drives me mental because I hear all about the beautiful women you sleep with and how they don’t look like me and how I’m too tall for you and you would never be with me and it kills me because I’m in love with you!” Your hand clasps around your mouth and both yours and Soap’s eyes are wide. Until a devilish smile breaks his lips and he stands as well. “You mean it bonnie? Ya love me?” You don't say anything but he steps closer, eyes glimmering. “Please say ya do, because fuck, do I love you too. I love everything about you, I kept trying to find what I wanted in other people when you were here right in front of me the whole time.”  You break into a smile then too and you confess that yes you do love him. He holds you the whole night and definitely takes a million candid pictures of you to hold onto.

->Konig:

He’s tall, incredibly tall and broad so anyone is going to be short to him. He would find his gaze drawn to you especially if you’re taller than a majority of the other guys on the team. His gaze would make you flush, beating yourself up for getting caught up in feelings for such a high ranked officer. Konig is confident when it comes to his job, yes but he’s on the quieter side when it comes to casual conversation. Unless he likes you, which he does, very much. He uses his rank as an excuse to be around you more, who's going to tell him no? He would oversee your training. And since you were taller it was easier to train you on his level. During these training moments you would talk, most of the time it was just the two of you in the area, others wanting to avoid having to train with him. But you never minded. You would be honest with him about your insecurity about your height and he would be able to relate to you. He was insecure about it until he was able to use it to his advantage in the field. He advised you to do the same, he told you to be confident even when you don’t feel like it. You also told him about the guys that turn you down or flat out criticize you for your height. His accent would grow thicker as he got more heated, and he did as he talked about how stupid those men would be for turning you down, how they should treat you with respect and admiration for all your hard work on the team. How he would never treat you like that. And he plans to show you. He most definitely talks to those guys that made you upset later, they're on bathroom cleaning duties for the next six months.

[torialefay]

hi your astrology post on chan are absolutely amazing, what do you think he will be like when jealous. I mean we all get jealous when it comes to some people but given how possessive chan is it can be bit overwhelmingly intense emotion for him and it can lead to steamy situation. So can you write a little about what he would be like when jealous in regards to astrology, please.

Thank you💕

of course, anon! i actually have v strong (and maybe not so popular idk) opinions on this.

yes yes yes! you are 100% right that channie can get super jealous & possessive. but the thing is, he is VERY good at hiding it. and let me tell you why:

• his venus in scorpio: this one is the most obvious and why i think a lot of people suspect his jealous/possessive tendencies. and duh, we know venus rules love & beauty, scorpio rules deep emotions, passions & desires, etc etc. BUT, scorpio also has also always been associated with manipulation. i feel like this is 100% the case with chan. he may not outright say that he feels jealous over something that you did, but he will twist things so that you end up feeling guilty and don't do it again (but that wasn't his intentions of course, you came to that conclusion on your own 😉🤭 sarcasm if you can't tell). he may even have this obsessive/possessive quality to the point that he subtly manipulates you into ONLY caring about him really. for you to put him before anyone else and make you feel like he's the only person in the world that can truly take care of & provide for you. very veryyyyyy subtly of course. but he may plant those seeds. why? because it makes you fall in love with him more & become just as obsessed with him as he is with you.... of course you're gonna know he has this side of him, but you don't know just how deep it goes

• his gemini rising & sagittarius mars: these signs are more about freedom & friendliness. making a wide array of friends & coming off as a "people person." very open-minded as well. these definitely aren't the first signs that come to mind when you think "possessive and jealous." but here's the thing, neither of these planets are necessarily WHO you are. they are more so who you come across as. who you present yourself to be. so channie's gonna come across as light-hearted and a super trusting boyfriend. he knows that & that's what he wants. he wants to be seen as someone who trusts you & lets you do what you'd like without making a big deal about it (after all, he's our sweet little channie and he would never try to control us like that! 🫠🤥).

• i also wanna mention his libra sun and moon. obvi we know that libra is all about balance & is definitely the type to run away from conflict. SO, if there's something chan doesn't like, he's probably not gonna outright talk about it. libras are also the "people pleasers" of the world and are greatttt at conversation, so more than likely, he's gonna tell you exactly what you want to hear. he's gonna struggle a lot bc at his very core (his moon), he really just wants to be loved and accepted. but he may feel like, in love (venussss), the only way he can do that is through manipulating you into seeing him as the only person in the world for you. libras love that shit too. feeling validated? feeling needed? they can be prone to manipulating the situation a little bit too. so yes, channie is gonna really have a tough time with it.

how i see this playing out:

• he will plant little seeds in your head. for example, he may say something like "i love you so much more than anything else" simply for the fact that he wants you to say it back. he wants to hear you say that he matters more to you than anyone or anything else in the world. he wants to be the only thing on your mind, but he'd never admit it.

• he wouldn't outright say anything if he saw you with one of his friends/another idol and got jealous... he doesn't want that confrontation. instead, he'll make snide remarks about them (again, tiny little pettttty things) to deter you from thinking ab them. like "oh you were talking to mingi at the party tonight? i heard he was pretty bad off tonight, got into some shit with one of his members" etc etc. just any petty thing he can think to bring up that isn't exactly putting that person down.

• let's say for example that you go out for the night & go clubbing and chan doesn't like it bc he wanted to stay in with you (but of course he's never gonna tell you what to do, right?). he MAY (depending on the day) do something that he knew you wanted to do without you. you wanted to watch that new movie on netflix? he totally forgot and he already watched it. "you would have loved it," he'd say. or maybe he'd hit up the cool new restaurant that you'd been dying to go to, and when he tells you, he'd brag about how cool it was & what a great time he had. basically, he'd make you feel like you were missing out by not being with him.

that's all i'll say for jealous & possessive channie, but i do want to end by saying that he doesn't have these tendencies ALL the time. and tbh, he's probably very unaware just how toxic he's being. he may even have conflicting feelings about it bc he DOES KNOW that you need your freedoms, and probably does TRY to gove you that. but sometimes, he just can't help himself. when he's in love, he wants you to himself & he wants to protect you.

[cowboylor]

meet cute

you need an emergency boyfriend and ross happens to fit the role.

warnings: language, creepy men? in uncomfortable situations?, implied alcohol consumption, fake dating blurb yay

wc: 1.5k

note: this was just for giggles but i'm gonna post it. cheers! :)

Your life mantra is not to wish ill will on anyone but—

“Bet you we could set up your crypto account tonight. Hell, even chicks like you need to get in on this.”

Fuck this guy. Absolutely fuck him.

You're trying to be positive; trying to look for any part of him that you think you can stomach. But you hate his hairstyle and the way the gel clings to it like a different entity. And you don't like his voice when he talks over you. Or the trickles of spit that spew out of his mouth when cutting you off.

Worst of all, the more time you spend listening and narrowing your eyes the more trapped you feel.

It wasn't exactly your friend's fault for finding someone exciting and she had to make a swift exit with them through the back door. In any other setting, you'd commend, even applaud her for getting laid but now—

Todd is here. Or Tim.

You're barely tipsy but can't recall his name for the life of you. But he doesn't seem to mind; talking your ear off about his bitcoin investments and how his independent company is finally taking off after years in practice.

You bring your glass to your lips, muttering sardonically, “Even chicks like me?”

He grins. “Certainly.”

Fighting off a snort, you set your drink on the bar top. You busy yourself with anything to avoid more small talk; checking the time on your phone, scrolling through old emails, and even jotting down a few miscellaneous items for your grocery list.

When have Friday nights become this cruel to you?

“Then, how ‘bout it?”

You perk up. “Sorry?”

He stands by your side with a toothy grin and an eyebrow raised that makes your stomach churn.

You avoid his eye again out of habit, laughing uncomfortably as he steps closer to you to press his shoulder to yours.

“Us taking this somewhere else.”

You blink.

The word 'no' threatens to spill out of your lips, along with 'eat shit' and 'not in this economy' but alas—you're silent and shifting your eyes uncomfortably again because you are not too sure any of those options would deter him anyway.

He barks a laugh and your face warms.

“I need to make a call.” You end up saying before quickly retreating to the other side of the bar.

He lets you go with a raised glass and smirk.

You wander over to the corner. You try calling your friend once before the voicemail comes and you're cursing lowly. Glancing up at the exit sign, you weigh your options quickly before looking back across the room.

You watch as Todd, or Tim, picks up his draped coat from the bar top and tops off his drink with one last swig.

Shit.

Your eyes skirt over rows of people. Past the obvious bachelorette party that you could realistically get lost in and get a shot of tequila out of it. Past the pretty bartender with a sleeve of tattoos, and past the middle-aged man who sports a green cardigan over his button-up.

The door of the bar opens and you're walking over before you can think twice.

“Babe!” You jeer loudly and then immediately close your mouth.

'Babe' is tall and looks kind, which is already enough to rival Tim (you're ninety percent sure it's Tim). He checks behind himself, craning his neck to see if anyone is behind him because you definitely couldn't be talking to him. He lets out a sound of surprise when you clash into him, wrapping your arms around his middle as you awkwardly embrace.

“Can I ask a favor?” You say in a hushed voice, peering up at him through your hug.

“Uh,” He opens and reopens his mouth before landing on a simple, “Sure?”

“Need you to be my fake boyfriend,” You say, resisting the urge to roll your shoulders in disgust at the way it sounds. You glance over to Tim. “Please?”

He follows your line of sight, before immediately wrapping an arm around you.

“Been looking for you!” You gush loudly.

“I'm here now,” He assures, letting you grip his shoulders like you're taken with him.

And partly, you are. With your face buried into the front of his coat, you can't help but notice how good he smells. Woodsy is the word you land on before he's tapping his index finger against your lower back until you whip around to face Tim's furrowed brow.

“Oh,” You breathe out.

You shift, detangling limbs from your fake boyfriend's body to lean into his side instead. Awkwardly, he rests his arm around your waist.

“This is my friend,” You say to him before your eyes flit back to Tim.

He nods before extending his hand. “Ross.”

Good to know. Really good to know.

You watch as Tim undecidedly takes his hand before roughly shaking it. Fighting the urge to roll your eyes, you open your mouth to explain an early exit.

Tim interrupts, “Are you two–”

“Yes!” You both say.

Tim’s gaze hardens. “Oh.”

He looks indecisive; as if debating whether or not he wants to say something more that could possibly get him into trouble. He would if Ross wasn't here—or if Ross happened to be a foot shorter. Yet, Tim just purses his lips and nods.

“We would love to stay...” You trail off before glancing up at Ross.

He catches your look. “But we have plans.”

You nod enthusiastically.

Romantic ones, you want to quip to really drive it home. You settle for a hand on his chest to get your point across.

“Right,” Tim says, eyeing you directly. It looks like he finally gained enough courage because he takes another step closer to you. “So no–”

“Have a good one, mate.” Ross interrupts, stepping in front of you.

You're only able to exhale when he retreats to the other end of the bar. Then, you're reactively stepping away from Ross and his gaze is falling to the hand that held you by the waist.

“Thank you,” You say like you're out of breath. He looks up at you with a smile that would put any other person at ease, but for you, it has you screwing your eyes shut in embarrassment. “And I'm so sorry."

He laughs. “For what?”

“I'm sure you didn't expect to be terrorized when you were just coming here for a drink,” You explain in rush, your words running together in an effort to get them out all at once. “I got ditched and trapped and none of that was going great—”

You know you sound like a case, but Ross listens to you go on until you’re sighing and looking at him apologetically again.

“I am sorry.”

“Don’t apologize,” He frowns when you say it again. He hesitates before adding, “I’m just glad I didn't get throttled by anyone.”

You blankly stare, eyes running up his stature. “You would’ve been fine.”

His eyes light up.

“Saying I could’ve taken him?” He teases.

You laugh quietly. “You’d have a fighting chance.”

There's a brief pause of silence between the two of you that has you thinking this is where it ends. Before Ross ends up bidding you a quick goodbye and making his way to his group of friends or painfully informing you that his non-fake girlfriend is waiting for him at the other end of the bar top. You're prepared to apologize again, the "s" word is on the tip of your tongue—

“What’s my girlfriend's name?”

Your mind stutters momentarily, and you look at him in surprise. He's peering down at you and you realize your assumption that he looked kind was completely accurate. His eyes fucking radiate it.

You give him your name and hand sheepishly.

“Can I walk you to your car?” He asks after, still holding your hand. Then he nods to the bar, “Or buy you a drink?”

You chuckle shyly. “Shouldn’t I buy you a drink for what I put you through?”

“If you’d like,” He shrugs. “If that gets you to stay.”

You spare a look away from Ross to survey the bar. You can't see him anywhere but your eyes still skirt over every bar seat just to make sure.

“I'll hold your hand the whole time,” He adds lightheartedly, following your eyes as you glance around the room. Then he quips a quiet, "Don't think he'd try anything anyway."

“Boyfriend of the year,” You muse at him with a smile.

You swear tints red at this but you don't linger on it too long, letting his hand brush yours as guides you back to the bar. He ducks his head down, murmuring something along the lines: “Would be a pretty shitty one if I didn't.”

[albertfinch]

DEFEATING THE GIANT IN FRONT OF US

As many are facing giants today, we need to learn from David -- a man who knew how to handle giants.

As God gives us the spirit of David, He wants us to be personally offended at anything or anyone that keeps us from fulfilling His CALLING on our lives.

Saul and the army of Israel were all controlled by fear and their hearts melted.  But David said, "Let no one lose heart on account of this Philistine; your servant will go and fight him." (1 Samuel 17:32)

Saul had even tried to talk David out of the showdown with Goliath (see verse 33).  Even so, the devil has tried to get you to quit or talk you out of fighting a certain giant in your life -- ignore them!  You do not have the spirit of fear, but of power, love and a sound mind (2 timothy 1:7). 

When the spirit of BOLDNESS comes upon you, you will not let any giant deter you; rather you will focus on the power of God's name (vs. 45).  God will give you courage to face every giant.

HOW DO WE DEFEAT THE GIANT IN FRONT OF US

Look around, you will see some stones (weapons) within your reach:  God's Word, Truth (Jesus' name) and faith (Ephesians 6:13-17).  You have all the weapons you need; simply pick them up.

DON'T LET DISTRACTORS HINDER YOUR CALLING

David's brother Eliab got angry with David and criticized him (1 Samuel 17:28).  David ignored his brother's criticism because David had a pure motive.  What was David's reaction?  He said. "Is there not a cause?" (Verse 29).

Eliab couldn't see David's true motive, and don't expect everyone to see yours.  His brothers did not believe he would actually ascend to the throne.  Some do not believe you will succeed.  Like David's brothers, they are wrong.

GOD GIVES US ANOINTING TO FIGHT THE GOLIATHS IN OUR LIFE

We prophesy victory over our giants.  David said, "This day will the Lord deliver thee into mine hand; and I will smite thee, and take thine head from thee..."  (1 Samuel 17:46)

David prophesied to that giant in front of him.

The devil tries to intimidate Beilevers, but we need to intimidate the enemy.  Jesus dealt severly with the devil and gave him no space.  We must do the same.  We deal harshly with the devil and stand our ground.

Paul instructs Believers to "therefore put on the full armor of God, so that when the day of evil comes, you may be able to STAND your ground, and after you have done everything -- to STAND." - (Ephesians 6:13).

The word stand is mentioned TWICE. We need to dig in firmly and stand our ground!

THE SPIRIT OF GOD RESTING ON US MAKES THE DIFFERENCE

Rely on the Spirit of God..  The same Holy Spirit that rested on Jesus is the same Holy Spirit given to us.  Jesus said, "As the Father has sent Me, so I am sending you," (John 20:21).  God is looking for people who will receive His Spirit to the fullest.

Make sure your heart is given over to the Father completely:" ... I have found David son of Jesse, a man after My own heart;  he will do everything I want him to do" (Acts 13:22).

David was an "abider" (John 15:4-7); so must you be.  He actively sought after God (Psalm 27); so must we.

"And David took out his sword and cut off Goliath's head..." - 1 Samuel 17:51

"Do not change yourselves to be like the people of this world, but be changed within by a new way of thinking.  Then you will be able to decide what God wants for you; you will know what is good and pleasing to Him and what is perfect." - Romans 12:2 NCV

Sometimes the events of life seem to distance us from the awareness of His presence and we feel cast into a wilderness.  In the wilderness, we tend to tune into the bitter past of life rather than the sweetness.  However, it is in the wilderness that God speaks most clearly and opens the portals of heavenly revelation.

"That the God of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of glory, may give to you the spirit of wisdom and revelation in the knowledge of Him, the eyes of your understanding being enlightened that you may know what is the hope of His CALLING...." - Ephesians 1: 17,18

We can position our hearts to become an open portal to Heaven -- where God infuses us with His presence and revelation abounds -- flowing to us and through us.

Like Moses' encounter with the burning bush, new direction often becomes clearer in the wilderness and DESTINY unfolds through the oddest signs along the trail.

As we move into the sweetness of His presence, we exit the wilderness of circumstance.

REACHING THE CENTRAL PLACE OF OUR INWARD WALK

By not speaking, desiring, nor reasoning, we reach the central place of the inward walk -- that place where God speaks to our inward man.  It is there that God communicates Himself to our spirit.

"For God alone my soul waits in silence." - Psalm 62:1

We recall that Jacob wrestled with the Lord all night, until daybreak. THEN it was when the Lord blessed him. We persevere against any and all difficulties which confront us in our seeking the Lord's presence in our spirit. We are steadfast until the Lord gives our spirit His blessing.

Job 26:14 - "And these are but the out fringe of His works; how faint the whisper we hear of Him!  Who then can understand the thunder of His power?"

A revelation of the thunder of His power catapults us out of our wildernesses, shatters the realms of darkness and releases the awe of God through signs and wonders -- through us as we walk in His authority.

As our heart becomes an open portal of His love -- the awe of His power thunders around us and we find ourselves walking IN THE FULLNESS of Him, not just alongside of Him; but carrying this authority to release the realm of Heaven on earth.

AFFIRMATION:

My heart is a portal for His love.

PRAYER:  

Father, I abandon myself to You.  You love in me Your only begotten Son.  You see Him in me.  You embrace Him in me, because He has willed to identify Himself completely with me by that love which brought Him to death, for me, on the Cross.  Amen

ALBERT FINCH MINISTRY

[aueternus]

They've  danced  this  dance  a  hundred  times  ——  held  a  blade  at  each  other's  throats  and  promised  death  by  each  other's  hands.⠀⠀This  time  though,  it's  not  malice  and  disdain  which  thickens  the  tension  between  them,  Lila  begins  to  understand...⠀⠀and  dread.⠀⠀She's  not  built  to  care  for  anyone  else  but  herself;⠀⠀taught  from  a  young  age  that  people  would  deceive  and  manipulate  at  any  chance  given  to  them.⠀⠀Five  was  nothing  but  cunning  and  sharp,  and  yet,  she  was  finding  her  hollowed  out  heart  was  softening.

Even  as  he  spits  out  the  words  that  should  deter  her:⠀⠀❛  you’re  a  fucking  nightmare.  kiss  me.  ❜⠀⠀and yet, it  does  anything  but.⠀⠀A  sardonic  grin  graces  her  lips  instead.

❛ Going  soft  on  me,  are  you? ❜⠀⠀she  purrs,  voice  equal  to  honey  as  she  inches  closer,  fingers  finding  themselves  tangling  in  the  fabric  of  his  tie.⠀⠀❛ Don't  you  know  the  dangers  of  letting  your  walls  down? ❜⠀⠀Hypocritical  or  self-projection?⠀⠀Possibly  both,  but  nobody  needed  to  get  into  the  semantics  of  it  right  now.⠀⠀Lila  crowds  into  Five's  personal  space,  using  her  leverage  on  his  tie  to  draw  him  close  and  her  lips  ghost  over  his,  taunting  him.

❛ Unless  you  like  all  the  danger. ❜⠀⠀she  continues  to  tease,  dark  eyes  flicking  up  to  meet  his  gaze  ——  she  wasn't  about  to  make  it  easy  for  him.

@maimedaffair⠀+darker vibes prompts

[arrancxr]

Pet Au, maybe the Espada learning that their owner has a stalker who’s been sniffing around a little too closely and unfortunately their owner doesn’t recognize it. Could be a tossup between one who’s obsessed with their owner or someone who could dispose of them in order to steal their pet? (mostly asking cuz Nnoitra, but I’m curious about the others as well)

I'm going more with the "obsessed with their owner" option~

. . .

Starrk — As much as he wants to ignore it and leave the human problems for you to handle, this seems like an actual problem. Growing increasingly worried, he tries to make you aware of the issue, hoping you'll believe him before anything goes wrong.

Halibel — While she'd rather simply alert you to the problem and let it end there, if you won't recognize the severity of the issue, well, she is capable of protecting you if the situation calls for it. She'll just have to stay on guard and try to dissuade the stalker from their efforts.

Ulquiorra — At first, he believes it's your business and your business alone. There's no need for him to intervene. But the longer the problem goes on and the more aggressive the stalker gets, the more displeased Ulquiorra becomes. He'll tell you about it soon enough.

Nnoitra — His first instinct would be to just kill the person and deal with the problem quickly... but that would just cause more issues. If you won't recognize what's happening, though, he'll settle for threats. From him, that would be enough to deter just about anyone, right?

Grimmjow — He has one solution to most problems, and that solution is violence. If telling you about the stalker doesn't do any good, Grimmjow is going to maul them. Regardless of if he gets in trouble, it fixes the problem, right? And it keeps you safe.

Szayel — If you don't believe him, he will set some kind of homemade, horrible trap to catch the person in the act. And maybe hurt them a little in the process, just to make a point. It's partially to show off, and partially because he's grown quite protective of you.

Aaroniero — Humans generally find him highly disturbing... and that can be used to his advantage. If it's necessary, Aaroniero will simply make sure that the stalker never wants to go near you again, for fear of what might be waiting for them should they attempt it.

[pridewishes]

i wanna try to get into enstars bc i like pjsk (even tho i am so bad at it) and also am gay but i find it overwhelming and confusing can u give me some tips or something

Absolutely, I will do my best to help! It's very, very overwhelming and a lot so I don't blame you at all! I'll put everything under a cut because I'm autistic and very excited and have a Lot of links and things!

First, absolutely watch the Enstars anime. This will go over the main points / ideas of the Main Story of the first game (aka ! era). Strongly recommend watching in sub because the dub isn't very good.

Then, watch Element. This goes over the Element Arc of ! Era Main Story. They cover this in the main anime but not as good.

There's also a movie, which I have but I don't have a link for it. If you'd like the download + subtitle file for it, just shoot me an ask or dm me at @shinobukawajiri and I can help out! But it's not super lore important or anything so don't worry.

Alright! So you've seen the anime! Now you can get into the music. You could also listen to songs before the anime, really whatever you want! For this, I'd suggest going to the wiki and picking a Unit! Check out their discography, which you can view from their wiki page and give the songs a listen. You can find all of them on YT! I'd definitely listen to a couple songs from all units to get a feel because they all have very different sounds! If there's a music genre you like let me know, and I can recommend some songs / units! There's also some Temporary Units + Shuffle Units, which have music as well that you can listen to! If you'd like some recommendations, lmk!

Now, after viewing the anime, and listening to songs, pick a Unit or some characters you like and focus on stories for them! Since there's a lot of stories it's better to just pick some favorites and go from there. Crazy:B and Alkaloid were introduced in !! era / the second game, so you won't see them in the anime, if they're of interest to you. Here is a guide for important stories from the first game for the characters in that.

To access stories for the first game / ! Era, you'll have to use the wayback machine, or you can just look up (story name) tl / translation on Google, and you should usually be able to find what you need, since they were forced to take down any tls on the wiki.

Now, there's two games as I've established. The first game is completely in Japanese, and I'd rely on Story translations from the wayback machine wiki. As for the new game, you can play in English! It's accessible from the appstore, but remember, this takes place AFTER the other game! You absolutely do not have to know all the lore / read all the stories or anything to play! I'm just mega autistic so lmao. But the English version of Enstars Music doesn't have the best translations, but it is more accessible. Though, if you become super invested like me and my partner, you can absolutely download the Japanese version of the game!

There's lots of people on Twitter who translate and things for the stories + general game things and id be happy to direct to them if you find yourself super enjoying the Series!

Basically it is VERY difficult bc there's also drama cds, stageplays, manga, but finding things translated or just finding them can take work but ofc all that isn't required. In general just have fun!!! Don't be deterred and like I said I'm more than happy to help find things or whatever anyone needs! Since my partner has been more invested for longer than me, we both can do our best to help!!

Also a note from said partner ;

to my wife’s autism anon: i am also autistic . enstars has been my favorite thing in the entire world since the ripe and beautiful year of 2019. this source is beautiful , fun , indulgent , deep as all hell , and So So So much to unpack . there is no such thing as a background character in enstars . there are 50 characters who are all so deeply fleshed out and have so much content and backstory to them so i am absolutely certain you will find somebody that appeals to you . enstars can have some pretty heavy topics at times it’s not your run of the mill happy idol franchise, but if you like project sekai (which i also LOVE) you will Love enstars . the game is so much fun , the characters are so deep and interesting and real , the stories are engaging and silly and wonderful, you will love it. you Have to. for me . stan knights

[pink-tonic]

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I'm a total wreck. That's the best way to describe my current state. There is so much happening in such little time. It feels like I have nowhere to go and no one to run to.

When I wake up, I contemplate whether to stay home or to gather all my power to go to school. I decide to power through because I remember that Osoro wanted to talk to me. I'll finally find out what he wants from me. My stomach twists in knots at what he wants from me. Are his intentions good? Did he want to gain my trust only to betray me in some way? I hope that this isn't the case. I hope Osoro wasn't just trying to get on my good side in order to get something from me. If he's going to tell me anything, I hope what he reveals to me isn't going to hurt me in some way.

I get ready, and I head out the door. I walk down the street, and I make it to the Yamada residence. The three of them start to leave the house once they see him waiting outside. They all greet me before joining me on my way to school.

I thought that my gloomy mood wouldn't be noticed by anyone. I was more silent than ever. I wasn't bickering with Teako, I wasn't catching up with Taro, and I wasn't talking to Hanako. They all must know that something is wrong. The only question was who was going to be the brave one to make me talk about it.

Taeko would be the one.

"Did something happen?" Taeko asks me as she observes the frown and downcasted eyes present on my face. I look over towards her.

"Sorry, just thinking about some stuff. I'm fine," I do my best to deter them from digging deeper. There is so much I haven't told them. I'll tell them eventually. Sometime before Taeko graduates, they are all most likely to be there.

"Well, you better start speaking your thoughts soon. We have another paper to publish, you better have contributed something," Taeko orders me with a glare. She sounds more like a club leader than I do. If she wasn't in her last year, I would definitely have her as next year's leader or as a co-leader. She definitely has the potential to be one.

"Wow! So cool, big sister!" Hanako praises his older sister's strong presence with stars in his eyes. He runs up to us and gets in the middle of the two of us. Hanako looks up at me and smiles, "Are you really going to publish something? I really want to read it!" Hanako asks as he grips on to my forearm and his sister's forearm.

"Hanako! Don't hold him like that!" His sister reprimands as she tries to take his hand off of my arm.

I laugh, "It's fine, I don't mind it," I reassure her as I gently push her hand back, "But I was working on an article last night. I just need to revise it. I'll send it to your sister so she can see it, I'll be out on Friday so I'm leaving club duties up to her."

"You're just telling me now?" Taeko harshly questions me, "You could have told me at the start of the week. It's fine, I was able to get it done before. It better be a good article."

I've had this thought over the past few months, but Taeko has changed. It's not a bad type of change. I remember her being the quiet bookworm who was always shy around me. When I rejected her, that's where I saw her change. She went from the picture-perfect shy, bookworm girl. To a girl who is assertive and likes to tease others in a friendly manner. I start to wonder if she was always like this, but only showed it to her siblings? Maybe I'll ask one day, but not today. She's bound to rip me a new one for asking such a question.

I look over towards Taro, wondering what he was doing at this moment. I let out an airy laugh once I see him reading a book. Reading and walking must be a talent because I could never do something like that without running into someone.

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When the four of us make it to school, I wonder who I should go to. Should I stay with the siblings? Or should I go and talk to Kizano to clear things up? Osoro wanted to talk to me, and I'll finally get some answers about his attitude towards me. Ayato is another person I can go to, but maybe I'll go to him later. Saikou is also an option, but I shouldn't bother him. Especially since the other members of the student council are going to keep tabs on me for the whole day, trying to see if I'm a good candidate for the job.

After thinking about my options, I decide to go to Kizano. I need some quotes from him since I was unable to get a meaningful conversation last time, and I need to clear up his feelings. I can't keep letting his feelings grow when I don't reciprocate most of it. I like Kizano, but I can't really imagine being with him and actually dating him.

I've thought about it before, but I'm unsure what I like in a relationship. I've never been in one, and Kizano's feelings makes me question something important. Do I like men? It's a bit of a funny question to think about, but it's a genuine question I have. I haven't shown interest in men, but Kizano makes me reconsider a little. I know I like women because I've had crushes on girls when I was younger, and when I see a cute girl, I can't help but look twice to catch a glimpse of her.

Do I like both?

If I do, then what would happen to me? Not many people are supportive. Would people stop being friends with me? Are people going to start looking at me with disdain? Are my parents going to be disappointed? Are all my friends going to leave me?

I snap myself out of those thoughts. I know that I don't fully accept Kizano's feelings, and I have to tell him that. That’s what matters.

I leave the three siblings, and I make my way to the Drama Club. As I'm leaving, I notice that Taeko wants to ask where I'm going but holds herself black from asking. I'm not sure why she stops herself from asking, but I don't stop to ask.

I make it to the Drama Club, and both of the doors are closed. I decide to knock on the door, I don't want to intrude. I give the door two knocks, and I wait. I look around ideally before the door opens for me.

"You came!" A familiar voice greets me as he drags me into the club room. The door closes behind me, and I look around the room, noticing that it's just the two of us in the room.

"That Saikou is on my bad side now because he cut into our time together. Even though he comes from an elite family, he really doesn't have any manners," Kizano rants about Saikou and how the future heir ruined our moment together. That might be true for Kizano, but to me, Saikou saved me. I wasn't sure what would happen if the conversation between me and Kizano kept going.

"Oh! Here," Kizano quickly runs behind the small set in the middle of the room and comes out with a bouquet of red roses. A frown starts to present itself on my face at the sight of the gift.

"Do you not like them?" Kizano asks me as he keeps holding the bouquet. I start to feel bad because I didn't mean for him to see my frown, I didn't even think he would notice in the first place.

"No, it's not that..." I let out a sigh and look away. My demeanor is completely different from the previous times we've been together.

"Then... what is it?" Kizano questions while walking over to me. He places the roses on a nearby chair and stands in front of me, "Please tell me. Is it... is it that damn delinquent? I knew something was up when I saw the two of you together! If it's him, then I'll go and give him a piece of my mind!"

"That's not it! He wanted to come with me," I clarify what happened yesterday. I'm not sure why it's hard to tell him how I feel. I know he likes me. It's been so evident, but I thought that it would go away and he would start to pursue someone else.

"(Y/N), can I please tell you what's been heavy on my chest for the past weeks?" Kizano asks for my permission before he goes further.

I nod my head, already knowing what he wants to tell me.

"(Y/N), I thought that I couldn't love one person. I knew that I could love, it's what I do all the time, but I didn't know that one person could hold all my love. It seemed like someone else would come around, and I would start to love them instead. I sound so selfish, and it's true, I am. I knew it was wrong to feel that way. But by being with you, I learned I can put all my love in one place... (Y/N?)" Kizano took one pause before calling my name. I was in a daze. I didn't know what I should feel.

I started to feel a storm of emotions cloud over me. One part of me wanted to walk away and end the conversation before I even had a say in it. Another part wanted to pity him and consult him. I wanted to question him and how he felt, trying to dig deep into his emotions and to even prove that I was just like all his other crushes and loves: A phase. But then there was that last feeling. It was the only positive one in a sea of negativity. It shined with a dim glow, but it was the brightest emotion of them all.

It was love.

My heart pounded at the thought of accepting the roses and leaning into Kizano's love. I wanted to drag him down and kiss him.

I wanted to kiss Kizano.

I back away from Kizano and look away, "Kizano, I can't accept your love. I'm sorry."

I look up towards Kizano to see his expression. His smile that was present is gone in the next second when he hears the rest of my sentence. His feelings are crushed. I shattered his heart that was bursting with love.

I feel like a monster.

"Why? Please tell me," Kizano reaches out to me and grasps my shoulders in his hands. I don't back away or push him off, I let him hold me because I know this will be the last time he will hold me like this or look at me.

I let out a sigh that I was holding in, "I just... I don't love you the same way you love me, Kizano. You're so sweet, charismatic, and amazing to be around. I love you how friends love each other, but not like lovers. I'm sorry."

He retracts his hands away from me and looks away. His long hair falls over his face as he looks down, shielding his eyes from me like a curtain.

"I understand. We'll see each other around, right?" Kizano asks me with a newfound heaviness in his voice. I recognize the tone. He is trying hard not to cry, but the sounds of his sadness want to burst and show themselves. I know it's best for me to leave. Being here any longer is bound to make him cry sooner.

"Of course we will," I reassure him, but I don't think my words do much to make him feel any better. It might make him worse off because he'll keep seeing me while knowing he can't be with me.

I make my leave before he says anything else because I know it'll hurt him to say anything more. I close the doors to the club, and I let out a sigh. I can feel my hands shaking from the event. I didn't want to do that to Kizano, and I can only hope we can move on from this. To let us both think this is some sort of shared dream that never actually took place in the physical world. But this is reality. The cool feeling of the club door and the eyes of other students wondering what happened makes it apparent that this is our reality. We're living in a world where we will be yearning for each other.

He'll be loving me from afar, while I wished that I loved him like how he loves me.

As I turn to leave this section of the hallway, I am met with the sight of one of the student council members. It's Akane Toriyasu, one of the few members who will be leaving. She always creeped me out in a way, and I never liked to admit it because it sounds mean. Her eyes are always closed, but she can see you clearly. Her constant positive energy is a bit chilling, too.

She stands watching me, even though it doesn't look that way. I can feel her analyzing me, maybe even scrutinizing me. I'm sure she can tell that I'm sad and even frustrated. A contrast to her bright smile and her equally bright aura. I look at her too, but I'm the one who leaves first. I'm sure she would've left soon, too, but I couldn't stand being there much longer.

Not when I could hear Kizano's pain filled cries piercing through the door, it triggers my eyes to get glossy and for my lip to tremble in reaction.

I look away from her and leave for the nearest bathroom.

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During my trip to the bathroom, I was able to pick myself back up and get myself back together before class started. I did my best to ignore my guilt, but it’s a hard task to do.

It's lunchtime now, and I'm unsure who I should be with. Kizano is out of the picture, it's best if I don't talk to him today. That leaves me with the siblings, Ayato, or Osoro. Saikou could be on the list, but I’m worried that he has been told about what happened earlier, and I don’t have the guts to talk to him about it if he asks me about it. I should see Osoro after school since it'll give us more time to talk, and I do want to eat right now. The siblings are most likely going to ask me what happened, Taeko being the one who is going to ask me while the other two watch.

Ayato is the best for right now. He doesn't know that I talked with Kizano, and I do want to talk to him about tomorrow.

I didn't think I would ever have these thoughts, but I would really like to talk to Ayato right now and tell him everything. I just need to find him.

I go looking for him, but as I go through each hallway, I feel a sense of unease because of the student council members lurking in every corner. I know they’re watching me. This isn't some new type of paranoia festering inside of me. They are monitoring me. Analyzing and scrutinizing everything I do so they can come to a conclusion on whether or not to let me in.

I finally find Ayato, and I feel so relieved to see him. He was walking through the halls. I run up to him and wave. He stops walking and waits for me to catch up to him.

"Ayato!" I greet him as I slow down, "I was looking for you." I walk closely to him, and I hope I'm not coming off as too clingy. I don't want him to get uncomfortable with me.

Now I'm debating on whether to tell him about what Saikou told me. The offer isn't bad, but it could change things for us next year. I'll probably have to stick with the student council members. I don't see them hang out with anyone. Will I be like that? Will I abandon everyone because I'll hold more importance than them? Will I even be cut out to be a student council member? They are the precedent for everything. They are people who the student body should aim to be, but I don't think I fit that build.

I'm thinking too much about an opportunity that's not even mine yet. Saikou made it clear that they will come to a conclusion at the end of the week, so all this overthinking could be for absolutely nothing in the end.

"You seem deep in thought," Ayato comments as we start to walk up the stairs to the rooftop. He was in front of me, but now he's next to me, looking closely at me.

"Oh! Yeah, I am," I answer him as I look away. Shyness taking over me from the fact he was able to catch on easily to my dazed state. I was hoping he wouldn't question me.

Ayato looks at me and asks me a question that will be hard to dodge, "What are you thinking about?"

To be fair, I could lie and carry on, but I'm not a great liar, and it could be helpful to have someone to talk to about it.

Why not?

I'll tell Ayato about what Saikou proposed to me yesterday.

"Yesterday, Saikou came to talk to me after the play," this clearly piques Ayato's interest and he looks more heavily engrossed into the conversation than before, "He told me that they are looking for new people to be members of the student council. You know, how he's leaving? Two others are leaving, too. This leaves three spots to be filled. Two are already filled by upcoming first-years, but he recommended me for the last spot. The members are currently deciding if they should let me in, so it's not official or anything, but I keep thinking about what if they do think I'm worthy of being in there with them? Should I say yes or no?"

I finish my explanation and thoughts about what I should do. I see Ayato close his eyes and start to think. Is he thinking about whether or not I should join or not? Is he going to give me a clear answer or tell me it's up to me? I hope he gives me his own opinion because I can't even decide whether I should join.

"Join," his words ring in my ears, and I sit in shock. Why does he have to be so blunt at times like this? It doesn't help me and my feelings, but I need to hear his reasoning.

I nod my head at his answer, "Why? I'm happy you gave me an answer, but why did you pick that?"

"Because it will do you good. It's a lot of responsibility, but you could help students. Isn't that what you want?" Ayato's answer is thoughtful, and I can see now why he would come to that conclusion. I could help students or even the school as a whole. I could propose new ideas to make the school safer, but I think back to what Saikou said at the play when he went on stage.

Saikou is planning to do something to make the school safer, but what is it? What is he planning? He already installed numerous cameras around the school. Metal detectors would be my next guess, or maybe police officers on standby if anything were to happen.

I purse my lips at the thought of being some sort of help, and the idea still doesn't fit in my mind. What could I do for the school community that could help?

I just nod my head, letting Ayato come to the conclusion that I agree to his idea of joining. Even though a part of me is still hesitant at the thought.

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I have one last person I have to talk to, and that's Osoro.

I really don't know how this is going to go. He is finally going to tell me what he feels, but my mind starts to think about what that could be.

Is it love?

I'm scared that might be the answer to why he is treating me a certain way. His possessiveness is questionable if I believe he sees us as friends. I have never encountered a friend before who is this possessive over my attention and time. It feels more like that of a clingy lover who gets jealous easily, which perfectly describes Osoro in this situation.

I grab my bag that is hanging off the hook of my desk, and I start to make my way over to where the delinquents are. I'm sure most of them are there right now, but they could also be gone. They usually don't stay after school for long, but since Osoro is still on campus, they may be here too.

As I walk, I see students going to their clubs, participating in clean-up duty, or leaving school to go somewhere else. I make my way to one of the doors that will lead me directly to the delinquents hangouts. When I get closer, I can hear the loud radio they usually listen from playing catchy but obscene music. I can barely hear them, but they are definitely talking to each other. I tighten the hold on my bag strap, and I reveal myself to them.

I can see all of them stop what they're doing. One of them who's sitting on the ground lowers the music of the radio. They all look at each other before one of them lets out a chuckle. "If you're looking for your owner, he's in there with the incinerator. Probably jacking off," he whispers the last part to himself before one of the other delinquents elbows him, and he lets out a sound of pain.

I nod before walking past them, and they turn the music back up before going back to talking. I walk into the area where the incinerator is located and see Osoro sitting on a pile of boxes, which leaves me in awe at the fact they are strong enough to hold his weight.

"You came," Osoro rises from his cardboard throne and walks over to me, and stands in front of me. He towers over me, and I start to feel small. I look up to him, and I see his golden eyes sweep over my frightened form.

"Of course I did," I tell him, "It's the least I could do for you."

He nods in response and lets out a sigh, "I really need a smoke." His comment catches me off guard, but it makes sense. He must feel stressed out.

"Got one here, boss," one of the delinquents offers as he stands at the entrance while holding a cigarette between his fingers. I take notice that they must be listening to us since he was quick to offer something that Osoro was requesting.

"Hand it over," Osoro orders him, and the delinquent places it in his hand before leaving. Osoro rummages through one of the pockets of his tattered jacket and pulls out a red lighter. He lights the cigarette and takes a drag from it. He turns around to me and walks back over.

"It's hard for me to tell you how I feel, but I need to tell you," Osoro states before taking another puff from the cigarette, its ashes hitting the dirty, white tiles of the incinerator area, "You've changed me in some way, (Y/N)."

"How so?" I question him, wanting more answers from him. My hands were starting to get clammy at what he could say. It could be my imagination, but this moment felt more intimate than I thought it would. The way his golden eyes focus on my body and the close space between us gives it a tense, electrifying mood.

"God..." Osoro mutters under his breath, but I can hear him clearly, "I wished you caught on, but maybe you did... You feel like home to me, you know? Do you get what I'm trying to say?" Osoro looks like he is sweating more than me, but when I started to connect the dots of what he meant, shock takes over my body.

No... this isn't what he meant. I'm just overthinking what he's saying. Osoro views me as a good friend and nothing more. It has to be that, it has to be. He doesn't mean... he isn't in love with me in some way, right? Why would he? I'm nothing like his type, but to be fair, I don't know what his type is. But…I can't fit that box.

"You figured it out... I can tell. Tell me what you think," it almost sounds like he's begging to hear my response. He is desperate to hear what I'm thinking.

"Osoro, are you in love with me in some way?" I ask him, letting the question float around waiting for it to reach him. When it does reach him, he lets out a chuckle and puffs more smoke. He drops the cigarette on the ground, joining the ashes, and he stomps it out.

Osoro walks closer to me, but I stand my ground. I must've been right with my answer, and my heart squeezes at the thought. My heart clenches in fright at what this entails for me. Am I going to step into territory I can't return from? Is Osoro going to let me go if I reject him? What is his reaction going to be?

Osoro lifts my chin up and makes me look at him. My eyes look down when I get a close glimpse of his golden eyes. His eyes start to match the sight of the sky above us. Both possess a golden hue that is astonishing to look at. "Look at me, (Y/N)," Osoro tells me with a soft tone. I stop looking at the dirty ground, and I take a look at him.

"Let me kiss you," Osoro whispers into my ear, and I feel a tingling sensation run through my body. I can smell the smoke that is tangled with his breath, and it causes me to scrunch my nose at the scent. I can feel my mouth go dry at Osoro's request, and I feel trapped. I can't run from him because he might grab me in response, and the delinquents are just around the corner, and they could chase after me. Do I have no other choice but to let him kiss me?

"Let me, (Y/N). Even if it's only for today, let me know what it feels to kiss you," Osoro keeps whispering into my ear, trying to persuade me into giving in.

And it works.

I close the gap between us and I plan to pull away from him immediately, but Osoro grabs the back of my head and wraps his arms around my torso, keeping me in place as he captures my lips in a searing kiss. I can feel all his built-up love in one motion, and it makes me melt. I wrap my arms around him, and my eyes end up closing.

I can feel a whine leave my throat, and it seems to set Osoro on fire. He tries to get more noises out of me before he has to let go of me. He ends up succeeding, and I become flustered. Osoro eventually pulls away first and looks down at me. His grip tightens as if I'll disappear forever if he lets me go. I look away with a flushed face, and I take a step back from him.

I start to regret my actions. I didn't expect him to do all that with me. I planned to give him a quick kiss before backing away, but he surprised me. What’s going to happen now? Is he going to ask me out? Is he going to become more possessive over me because we kissed?

"You can go," Osoro's voice cuts through the silence and looks away from me. I didn't notice it, but he let go of me, and his hands were balled up. He must be holding himself back from letting me go.

I nod and leave. As I leave the area, the delinquents start to yell and cheer, running towards where Osoro is. They ignore me, which I'm thankful for.

I look down at my hands, and I can see that I'm shaking. It feels like I'm in a dream, and I wish I was. I wish I woke up now with the realization that nothing happened and I am free from regret. But this is my reality, and I have to live with the consequences of what I allowed today.

[beea-idiot56]

Let Me Know, I need to make a decision.

Some of you may be confused if you do not personally know me/follow me on Discord, but I've been seriously obsessed with Minecraft Diaries recently. yes. the series was made 8 years ago by a creator who has now been making childish to the point of cringe videos on youtube. The series ranged on for 237 episodes and has 3 series, was discontinued, and then remade(which I don't know but I don't believe it was ever finished). specifically, I've been obsessed with Garroth. GARROTH..... I mean why does my heart hate me so? why must I be obsessed with him if all characters, it's really bad.

So in my fanfiction writer abilities, I've been thinking of/daydreaming/conjuring up a plotline for a possible Garroth x reader. I wanted to know if this was anything even SLIGHTLY exciting and if it was I was planning on maybe writing out a few chapters, and then going from there. I am well aware that this post, nor any chapters I may or may not post, would get any cred. but to the people who may see this, let me know! I'm super curious and if it piqued anyone's interest then I'll explore the possibility of putting Perfect Hit on hold for a little while to divulge my hyperfiction.

well, here we go, some little snippet weird prologue summary thing I've conjured up

First things first, Aphmau IS alive and well in this series, heck shes even the lord! however, at some point on one of her journeys, she returned with someone who looked a little down on their luck. they didn't respond to anyone and seemed to stick to aphmau like glue.

"Oh dont mind them!" aphmau would excuse anyone who questioned them. however one day Garroth let his concerns get the better of him "Lady Aphmau, I mean not to pry more than my position allows me, but I worry for your safety. Who is this person?" he would ask, and the person would look at aphmau with wide eyes that were full of fear. she would sigh and hesitate before speaking.

"Im sorry, Garroth. i cant tell you before they are willing to let me, ut rest assured they wont hurt me." aphmau would say. silence would pass between the three for a few moments before the person sighed, they opened their mouth, shut it, then opened it again and this time words followed.

"Im Y/N." they started, their voice cracking a little since it wasn't used to being worked, "I come from a village far off south, I was a guard for a long time, but the lord became corrupt and would turn against the villagers if they didn't look at him the right way. so when aphmau came by, i had tried my best to deter her from entering the village, visitors were not particularly welcome, especially lords." Y/N had begun, the words flowing out of their mouth in a tidal way of sudden information. "She had refused to listen to my pleas and came in any ways, stating that she needed to talk to the Lord for some sort of potion. In reality, she was looking for the past lord who had been killed. not under my watch, but rather the lead guard at the time, who was then executed as it was found he had been the one conspiring against the lord. that was when the lords son rose to power and appointed me to be the head guard." y/n sighed, rubbed their arm, and then continued, "Well aphmau came in and found the village in complete disarray. so she decided to help with her utmost kindness. I was thankful to her and began to talk to her more as she stayed the night in my village. I found out she was a lord and immediately wanted to follow to her village. so she helped me escape."

"How did you escape?" garroth had asked, being curious considering he himself had gone under something similar. "Well, it wasn't particularly hard. i simply told my lord I wanted to leave, for a long time it was a back and forth between her and him as they argued for who would take me. Eventually, it came to the point I decided to simply leave, so I asked aphmau to take me in a golden lasso and go home."

"Before you say anything garroth, it took a long time to convince me, it felt wrong to take away the head guard of the town, but y/n assured me that the apprentice guard that was training under them would help." aphmau spoke, smiling as she reminisced in the old adrenaline that followed their daring escape.

"so why don't you reside bear the title of guard now?" garroth asked, curious as to why he hadn't been training this person as a guard if they were previously a head leader.

"oh that's easy!" aphmau spoke, smiling, "because they don't want to be!" with the words released in the air everyone paused for a moment, but aphmau quickly started speaking again. "they made a deal with me actually, they did not want to be a guard that was out in the open about it, but rather a personal guard of mine that would be there in disguise. they would carry weapons but conceal them. we both agreed it would be easier on future trips and in general, it would provide more protection if Y/n was under the premise of being seen as a mute follower!" aphmau smiled.

garroth had nodded, then reached across to hold his hand to y/n, "well then Y/n. welcome to the guardship of Pheonix drop, you are officially aphmaus secret bodyguard."

from there the two had a blossoming relationship. y/n had continued to be silent, but would show up more to guard meetings and had stated to talk a little more to the other ones. laurence, dante, garroth, and aphmau were the only ones who knew of this arrangement and they kept it well in secret.

however, one-day aphmau asked to go on a trip by herself, she had wanted to go to bright port, it was only to be a four-day trip to check up on the people of the town and visit the wolf tribe. so y/n had stayed back, and suddenly they found themself bored.

What were they supposed to do when no one was around? looking around aphmaus property they sighed, before looking up to the guard tower, ah, that's right. they could go up there. they smiled thinking about it, deciding they would bring some paper and a quill and draw the scene that lay at the top of the tower.

so they went, grabbing the materials needed and climbing the large staircase, they hadn't expected anyone to be there. since it was mid-day many people were either eating lunch or hanging out in the plaza, so most guards would most likely be in patrol or joining their families in lunch. however, when they climbed to the top, they found garroth sitting on the side and looking out into the ocean.

"oh, hello there Y/n" garroth spoke, his voice grim and his face downcast. he had obviously been shuffling around in an attempt to put on his helm when he heard the trap door open. "hello there, garroth. i apologize for intruding. ill be ff" they spoke, a little disappointed they would have to go somewhere else, the tower produced the best scenery. "no need, you may sit with me if you'd like, you seem to need the company" garroth spoke, leading y/ns gaze with a wave of his hand towards the chair next to him. y/n nodded and sat down, taking out their quill and beginning to do a light sketch of what lay before them. making sure to include the wide arrangement of objects that were seen on the horizon.

"do you often come here to draw?" garroth asked, which earned a shrug in return. garroth looked at them before a small chuckle erupted from his lips. "I feel as though we are not a good match when it comes to socialization." garroth spoke out loud, his voice seeming more upbeat. rather than grim as it was before. "it is because neither of us seeks out a conversation unless sit is of importance. we are simply comfortable with the silence of the world or the conversation being held by someone else." y/n stated, having noticed this very thing on other occasions. it was not often the two were alone. however, when they were it was always an awkward silence. Neither of them were outgoing, and neither of them were willing to break their old habits of being quiet to cure the silence.

"well, should we try?" garroth asked, "to communicate better" he spoke, clearing the air of questionatore. "We both work together so I feel as though it would be worth it. additionally, you seem lonely"

"sure..."

(also this story would probably be in season 1, but not in war and before they enter the dimension with rene and shz)

so let me know, honestly, i think I could write a really cute fluff heavy story :D

[zenkor123]

Notes: Morphling Peeta on Old Peeta late 13 with notes on an obituary he made.

(Or a stream of consciousness.)

Summary: Peeta interacts with the memories stored in amygdala.

Peeta obituary

Peets Experimented with poetry

Just bechase his feelings are based on falsehood does not mean he does not feel strongly

The ancient German song I had a comrade now a d13 song he read about it in the library and thought of it while he wrote his obituary.

Has accou t of his death they tried to make Annie and Peeta fight over who is taking the pill Peet got up took the pill and account of his birth his mother reveled peicex of it while beating him

No woman or anything could cover a wound that refused to heal

.ends with rbe chains breaking I hold peeta hand and he dissapears into me like my calls for him work

But I know better he leaves me agian rest eternally old self!

Our hands touch in the Jacker firewall no fire deters me but my old self says "here is the key to the door of what no one knows".

He opens his belly a wound is present not inflicted by the capitol and vomits something to me. It's the key and a door opens.

I see my the wound inflicted by my moms murder attempt never fully healed.

It never stopped bleeding.

I won't be unwanted I won't pretend to be anything I want

I can't forgive what he did to Katniss but the possibility of being wanted of Katniss loving me like she pretended to and putting her life on the line for me put the late Peeta on edge.

Better a mutt then this.

No one has any use for Peeta anymore

The late Peeta would be devasted by the fact that Katniss hates me and would kill him on sight. In the end he was no better then Katniss though with sex being a commodity.

Peeta's obituary made him cry. (Obituary seoerate from his death warrent).

Gale was sold and that made Peeta wonder if Katniss was also a seam sex worker.

Peeta made Annie promise to save Katniss from him if she survives intact.

Even if I was forced beyond all the sun I was a murderer had to get to know the pigs I was forced to kill

Peeta is so tragic he could not get over the fact that he was unwanted and this killed him from the inside.

D13 Could have killed Peeta and no one would have vatted an eye.

I don't know what D13 sees In me I hope I don't let them down.

It dies not matter what you are as long as it does not decide you. Just becuadr your a mutt doss not mean that you need to kill Katniss. D13 wants me and values me for me.

Peeta was afraid to open this door to run away from being a runt.

But morphling Peeta has nothing left to lose from being a runt.

He wsd friends with a pig but then his mom forced him to kill the pig. The mom then said he betrayed the pig.

Peeta vowing to not change himself for others that reputation does not mean anything and he won't change based on reputation.

Friends didn't provide the wound healing as they didn't know the circumstances of his birth.

He felt he lied to them. Myrna had to present an image of a happy family and pretended Peeta wasn't a cray baby.

Did Myrna want power?

Mryna hoped it would be a girl was twister by Peeta being a boy.

One thing I notice about my old self (late Peeta was used by October but not before) is he never felt pity for himself and maybe I'm like him. Anyone who treats me with pity I avoid or stonewall with a 10 foot Lance.

But damn is he sad. And I am a capitol mutt who lives in a mental institution he with many 'friends' was never happy how did being a good person not kill him? (Not physically or morally but mentally)

The Pig was named Clayton. At age 12 he had to sliaghrer his first pig

And Peeta was attached to the pig but had to kill Clayton for food Myrna made him do it. Clayton haunted Peeta for the next few years.

I'm filled with anger at my old self for dying but my death Warrent is really : He died unfulfilled and with little notice by anyone who had used him, he was an extra I've had enough of this. I shed my lies my masks everything. But I don't really blame my old self for anything. He's dead. I think something like the resource allocations was what he always wanted if his fake attachments didn't hold back.(and they should not have held him back despite Katniss viewing him as a useful asset, Myrna tolerating him, brothers viewing him as a rival set agianst eachother by Myrna, having friends wno didn't know who he was. He dutifully designed all the cakes for the bakery. This level of loyalty to even rotten connections is admirable. But my old behavior with Katniss indicates desperation I was clearly at the Brink. None of the opportunities to cut his old connections he had any business taking except cutting off his parents, he did the right thing by not killing Katniss. Even if his connections were built on desperation he could not have done anything else but what he did. And nor could I in thr same situation.

When the trap where unless one took the mind breaking pill both would die, Peeta immediately grabbed the pill and bit it. Those times feel more like "I" there are times when it feels like I'm watching someone else from behind a firewall equipped with morphling and other times I unconsciously use "I" .

Nothing in district 12 was pure no relationship untainted. What did Delly want from me all those years?

These types of thoughts explain why I am so enthusiastic about Coin’s resource allocations. From the distance of the hospital bed it makes me feel sick.

[falke-marlowe]

M U N I N - The Raven of Odin - CONCEPT POST

THE RAVEN OF MEMORY AND MIND

Name: Falke Munin Odinson

Age: ???

Sexuality: Homosexual

[ Note - this is a concept character as of now, he is a Supernatural OC as I've only just finished off Season 2 Episode 21. It's also my first viewing. ]

The concept is that one of Odin's ravens is on earth from Asgard, at the moment it's unclear as to how he got there however it is clear he was sent. Similar to what I know of Castiel's introduction.

The personality - he's rather playful even in human form and is often quite distracted. He's extremely intelligent yet comes across a bit of an airhead, and he'll protect anyone and anything that gives him a good vibe. If you respect him, he'll respect you. If you love him, he'll love you.

The story - He's fallen to earth in search of an artifact with his brother, Hugin - Mjölnir. At this point in the story they don't find it whatsoever and Munin proceeds to camp out and try to blend in with the environment around him. With him being a raven - he's often seen playing in the snow and acting out with other ravens. When he's human, he's a biker, constantly on the road and looking for his objective. He's a supernatural entity but he isn't a harmful one. Not one to be detected on any kind of radar until Ash does.

From there, there's a record of where he had been to up until that point. (His Story more or less is stuck at S2 E22 as of now.)

Often his tell is actually in his linguistic abilities, he can speak every language known to man but he's known best to converse in Scandic languages, such as Norwegian, Swedish, Icelandic and in some cases: A Uralic language like Finnish will suffice. Especially when he connects with his other self or brother, Huginn.

The Raven of Odin is typically a kind and noble being, but will not hesitate to use force if need be. Especially as Odin did struggle with retaining memory and information from time to time.

Munin was great at that, almost a savant - he could remember a date and time pinpoint, and knew exactly where someone was at each interval in their conversation.

But ironically enough - he's constantly distracted. But don't let that fool your character, he'll pop one in between their eyes if he suspects something's amiss.

If he were to meet the Winchesters he wouldn't exactly be deterred by their presence, thinking they were just ordinary brothers who were on a road trip together until slightly later on when small details don't match up. Say Dean embellishes a story or Sam misplaces a detail - he's going to notice, and will keep a close eye on them from afar.

I also will probably say that this oc will also have MASSIVE inspirations from other pieces of media i.e. SIGNALIS.

That will be a MAJOR inspiration on the character as I'm planning an arc for Muninn and Huginn based on that. Especially regarding FKLR and LSTR, if you know, you know.

Either way, that's the concept post - hope you guys enjoyed.

[missmitchieg]

beer & boyfriends

ao3

"After that case, I need a drink. Anyone wanna join?" Tara announced as she scooped up her gray blazer and purse, looking more than ready to leave and get smashed.

Penelope looked up with a smile, always up for a drink with her friend. "I'm in!" She said quickly, adjusting the peach cardigan she wore over her baby blue dress with peach roses along the skirt.

"Me, too!" JJ nodded, draping her black jacket over her shoulders.

"And me." Emily breathed out, rubbing a tired hand over her face.

"Ah, not this time, ladies. I'm exhausted and I got a bottle of scotch with my name on it at home." David smiled kindly, waving at his team.

"Oh. Bye, Dave." Penelope pouted as she waved back at him.

"Maybe next time." Spencer gave everyone a smile. "Love you guys."

"Love you, Spence." JJ nodded and patted his shoulder.

"I love you, Reid." Emily grinned.

"Love you, Boy Wonder." Penelope smiled at Spencer and watched him leave.

"I gotta get home to the kids. Promised we could watch a movie before bed." Matt shrugged. "You know how it is with the little ones."

"Aww, yeah. Give everyone hugs from us." JJ smiled as Emily draped an arm over her shoulders.

"Will do!" Matt promised as he followed behind David.

"Can I come?" Luke asked as he approached the group, bag slung over his shoulder.

Her smile drooping, Penelope groaned softly and looked at Luke, crossing her arms. "Seriously, Newbie?"

"Aww, come on." Luke ducked his head to look at Penelope, giving her a hopeful smile.

Penelope let out a small noise as her lips parted, feeling her resolve weaken. With furrowed eyebrows, she looked at her friends, who were smirking silently at her. She looked back at Luke and sighed, rolling her eyes. "Ok, fine. But only because my friends seem to like you!" She insisted.

"Sweet!" Luke cheered as he draped his own arm around Penelope's shoulders, chuckling softly as he swore he could feel his crush leaning into his touch.

"To O'Keeffe's!" Tara announced as the group of friends left, heading straight to their favorite hangout.

"Oh, thank God. I need whiskey!" Emily announced the second she stepped foot inside O'Keeffe's.

"Ooh, same." Tara agreed.

"I got you, ladies! Two whiskeys coming up!" Penelope offered and walked toward the bar to order their drinks.

"I need some Jack. What about you, Luke?" JJ asked.

"I'll just have a beer."

"Got it." JJ ran up behind Penelope, ready to order the Jack and a beer before noticing some guy watching Penelope.

"Hey, pretty."

Penelope furrowed her eyebrows and glanced over her shoulder, looking for a pretty girl that wasn't there. She looked at the source of the gravelly voice, tucking a strand of her behind her ear. "Uh, hi."

"Hey! Uh, Jack Daniels for me and a beer for my guy friend over there." JJ scurried to get herself between her best friend and the greasy stranger, pointing over her shoulder.

"Sure thing, Doll."

JJ smiled and placed a protective hand on Penelope's back, but it didn't seem to deter the man at all. If anything, it spurred him on.

"My Name's Collin." He smiled, a collection of fake gold teeth scattered throughout his mouth.

"Uh, I'm Penny."

"Jennifer."

"Pretty names for pretty girls." Collin nodded.

"I'm married, dude." JJ rolled her eyes, unamused.

"And what about your friend, Penny?"

"Here's the drinks you ordered, ladies."

"Ah, thank you!" Penelope grinned kindly and grabbed the whiskeys while JJ held the Jack and beer, taking a step back. "Hey, uh, why don't you meet our other friends? I think you'd really like them." She suggested and gestured with her head.

"Yeah, sure." Collin grabbed his half drank Gin and followed the girls to their table, sipping his drink.

"Guys, meet Collin. Collin, this is, uhh, Tara, Emily, and my boyfriend, Luke." Penelope smiled as she and JJ strolled back toward the table where Tara, Emily and Luke stood, placing their drinks in front of them. "Here you go, Honey." She said softly and gave him a pleading look she hoped was subtle enough that Collin wouldn't notice, looping her arms around his bicep.

Thankfully, Luke got the hint quickly and gave Penelope a smile, his eyes crinkling as he gripped the beer she handed him. "Thanks, Chica." He said, his voice equally soft before he leaned in to whisper in her ear. "Are you ok?"

Penelope smiled at his question and nodded quickly. "Yeah, I'm ok." She whispered back, squeezing his bicep appreciatively as she felt Collin's gaze harshly.

"So, Collin. What do you do?" Tara asked, her voice casual as she sipped her drink.

"I'm a truck driver, ma'am. Just in town to visit my sister." Collin answered, not noticing the way she almost cringed at being called "ma'am".

"What's that like? Being a truck driver?" Emily asked, resting her chin in her hands in a way that showed off large rings that would hurt if you got punched by them.

"Oh, you know, drivin' takes a lot of concentration and you never know when there's gonna be a group o' kids or animals on the road when they shouldn't be."

"Mmm, true." Penelope nodded, giggling as Luke pressed a kiss to the top of her head. "Babe."

"What?" Luke smiled. "I can't help it. I just love you so much." He said honestly, giving her another kiss on the forehead.

"Luke!" Penelope laughed and leaned up to kiss Luke's jaw, her face flushing as she did so.

"Oh, these two." Emily shook her head, her eyes fond. "We can't keep them off each other."

"Seriously. Believe it or not, this is them toning it down." JJ joked with a chuckle.

"Is that so?" Collin inquired, quirking an eyebrow.

"Mmm-hmm. Just last week, I caught these two canoodling in my bathroom." Emily snickered, and Penelope almost shrieked at the false accusation, her face bright red.

"Oh, my God! That was one time!" Luke huffed, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "How many times do we have to apologize for that?"

JJ couldn't hold back her laughter and spit out some of her drink, giggling into her hand. "Oh, my God! I remember that! You two looked so embarrassed!"

"Well, it's gonna be a little embarrassing to get caught kissing your boyfriend, who you really love, when you're in a bathroom!" Penelope defended herself and took a swig of Luke's beer for herself, pouting cutely at him. "Honey, the girls are being mean!"

"Aww, poor baby." Luke cooed and pressed a kiss to Penelope's cheek, giving her a hug.

"Hey, refresh my memory. Was that before or after I found Luke sneaking pictures of Penelope in that little red dress?" Tara asked.

"It was after." Emily answered easily. "Pen, you picked a good dress to wear that night because your man really loved it."

"Ehh, it was better on the bedroom floor." Luke shrugged, delighting in Penelope shrieking again and lightly smacking his shoulder.

"Oh, my GOD!" Emily snorted into her hands, unable to control her laughter as JJ giggled into her shoulder.

"Dude! That is the literal definition of TMI!" Tara admonished, though she grinned, shaking her head.

"Lover, not in public, please." Penelope begged and buried her face in Luke's neck, who turned to watch Collin type something into his phone and then look up, taking another drink.

"Ok, ok. I'm sorry. That was a little too far. I'll stop." Luke promised, topping his apology with another tight, protective hug. "I'm sorry. I love you."

"I love you, too." Penelope said, almost breathless. "You're so sweet, Luke."

"Aww, I wish Spencer was here for this." JJ lamented, a dreamy look in her eyes.

"Ah, he promised next time, sort of." Tara waved her off and noticed Collin typing on his phone again out of the corner of her eye before he picked up a call.

"Hello? Hey, sis." Collin smiled, gripping his drink. "Oh, what? A pipe burst?" He asked, his eyes comically wide. "Your place is flooded?" He scratched his chin, biting his lip. "No, I gotcha. I'm comin' over."

"Somethin' wrong, buddy?" Tara asked, her tone uninterested as she watched Collin chug the rest of his drink, throw some money on the table, and start walking away.

"Uhh, I'm sorry, guys. My sister's having an emergency! Nice meetin' you's!" Collin called as he ran out to his truck, speeding away.

Penelope watched the door shut behind him and smirked, laughing into her hand. Her laughter set off everyone else, and she giggled into Luke's shoulder. "Oh, man! That was so funny!"

"Ha, 'it was better on the bedroom floor', Luke Alvez?" Emily cackled, wiping a tear away.

Luke groaned and face palmed, shaking his head. "God, I'm so sorry, Garcia. I don't know why I said that. That was too far. I swear I'm usually not that crude." He grimaced, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.

"Hey, you were saying what you had to say to keep your girl safe." Emily said simply, gesturing to Penelope.

"We've all had to do worse at some point in our job." Tara agreed.

Penelope nodded, her arms still wrapped tightly around Luke's neck as she watched him. "You protected me. Thank you, Luke."

Luke stared at Penelope, her sweet tone catching him off guard. "Anytime, Penelope." He promised, glancing at her lips. He smiled as she nodded and leaned in, pressing a kiss to her lips.

With wide eyes and a jaw on the floor, JJ repeatedly slapped Emily's shoulder lightly as she, Emily, and Tara watched Luke and Penelope kiss. "I... Need to call my husband. Suddenly, I feel like I drank more than some Jack Daniels."

Emily scoffed and patted JJ's back, pulling out her phone to call the man she might've trusted more than anyone else, watching Tara place a large tip on the table.

"Come on, ladies. Let's wait outside. I think our friends will appreciate the privacy." Tara insisted, tugging Emily and JJ outside.

Penelope giggled almost silently as she pulled away, her eyes shining and her lips tingling. She blushed as she bit her lip, ducking her head. "Thank you, Hunky Newbster."

Luke laughed at that, his eyes crinkling again. "Hey. Anything for you." He vowed, kissing her cheek. "Anything."

[albertfinch]

DEFEATING THE GIANT IN FRONT OF US

As many are facing giants today, we need to learn from David -- a man who knew how to handle giants.

As God gives us the spirit of David, He wants us to be personally offended at anything or anyone that keeps us from fulfilling His CALLING on our lives.

Saul and the army of Israel were all controlled by fear and their hearts melted.  But David said, "Let no one lose heart on account of this Philistine; your servant will go and fight him." (1 Samuel 17:32)

Saul had even tried to talk David out of the showdown with Goliath (see verse 33).  Even so, the devil has tried to get you to quit or talk you out of fighting a certain giant in your life -- ignore them!  You do not have the spirit of fear, but of power, love and a sound mind (2 timothy 1:7). 

When the spirit of BOLDNESS comes upon you, you will not let any giant deter you; rather you will focus on the power of God's name (vs. 45).  God will give you courage to face every giant.

HOW DO WE DEFEAT THE GIANT IN FRONT OF US

Look around, you will see some stones (weapons) within your reach:  God's Word, Truth (Jesus' name) and faith (Ephesians 6:13-17).  You have all the weapons you need; simply pick them up.

DON'T LET DISTRACTORS HINDER YOUR CALLING

David's brother Eliab got angry with David and criticized him (1 Samuel 17:28).  David ignored his brother's criticism because David had a pure motive.  What was David's reaction?  He said. "Is there not a cause?" (Verse 29).

Eliab couldn't see David's true motive, and don't expect everyone to see yours.  His brothers did not believe he would actually ascend to the throne.  Some do not believe you will succeed.  Like David's brothers, they are wrong.

GOD GIVES US ANOINTING TO FIGHT THE GOLIATHS IN OUR LIFE

We prophesy victory over our giants.  David said, "This day will the Lord deliver thee into mine hand; and I will smite thee, and take thine head from thee..."  (1 Samuel 17:46)

David prophesied to that giant in front of him.

The devil tries to intimidate Beilevers, but we need to intimidate the enemy.  Jesus dealt severly with the devil and gave him no space.  We must do the same.  We deal harshly with the devil and stand our ground.

Paul instructs Believers to "therefore put on the full armor of God, so that when the day of evil comes, you may be able to STAND your ground, and after you have done everything -- to STAND." - (Ephesians 6:13).

The word stand is mentioned TWICE. We need to dig in firmly and stand our ground!

THE SPIRIT OF GOD RESTING ON US MAKES THE DIFFERENCE

Rely on the Spirit of God..  The same Holy Spirit that rested on Jesus is the same Holy Spirit given to us.  Jesus said, "As the Father has sent Me, so I am sending you," (John 20:21).  God is looking for people who will receive His Spirit to the fullest.

Make sure your heart is given over to the Father completely:" ... I have found David son of Jesse, a man after My own heart;  he will do everything I want him to do" (Acts 13:22).

David was an "abider" (John 15:4-7); so must you be.  He actively sought after God (Psalm 27); so must we.

"And David took out his sword and cut off Goliath's head..." - 1 Samuel 17:51

"Do not change yourselves to be like the people of this world, but be changed within by a new way of thinking.  Then you will be able to decide what God wants for you; you will know what is good and pleasing to Him and what is perfect." - Romans 12:2 NCV

Sometimes the events of life seem to distance us from the awareness of His presence and we feel cast into a wilderness.  In the wilderness, we tend to tune into the bitter past of life rather than the sweetness.  However, it is in the wilderness that God speaks most clearly and opens the portals of heavenly revelation.

"That the God of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of glory, may give to you the spirit of wisdom and revelation in the knowledge of Him, the eyes of your understanding being enlightened that you may know what is the hope of His CALLING...." - Ephesians 1: 17,18

We can position our hearts to become an open portal to Heaven -- where God infuses us with His presence and revelation abounds -- flowing to us and through us.

Like Moses' encounter with the burning bush, new direction often becomes clearer in the wilderness and DESTINY unfolds through the oddest signs along the trail.

As we move into the sweetness of His presence, we exit the wilderness of circumstance.

REACHING THE CENTRAL PLACE OF OUR INWARD WALK

By not speaking, desiring, nor reasoning, we reach the central place of the inward walk -- that place where God speaks to our inward man.  It is there that God communicates Himself to our spirit.

"For God alone my soul waits in silence." - Psalm 62:1

We recall that Jacob wrestled with the Lord all night, until daybreak. THEN it was when the Lord blessed him. We persevere against any and all difficulties which confront us in our seeking the Lord's presence in our spirit. We are steadfast until the Lord gives our spirit His blessing.

Job 26:14 - "And these are but the out fringe of His works; how faint the whisper we hear of Him!  Who then can understand the thunder of His power?"

A revelation of the thunder of His power catapults us out of our wildernesses, shatters the realms of darkness and releases the awe of God through signs and wonders -- through us as we walk in His authority.

As our heart becomes an open portal of His love -- the awe of His power thunders around us and we find ourselves walking IN THE FULLNESS of Him, not just alongside of Him; but carrying this authority to release the realm of Heaven on earth.

AFFIRMATION:

My heart is a portal for His love.

PRAYER:  

Father, I abandon myself to You.  You love in me Your only begotten Son.  You see Him in me.  You embrace Him in me, because He has willed to identify Himself completely with me by that love which brought Him to death, for me, on the Cross.  Amen

ALBERT FINCH MINISTRY

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Terrapin Soup Part 4 (1/3)

After a bit more time at the park Usagi packed his things and took Leos hand as he led him towards his house, "Y'know. I'd been thinking, about out chat the other night." He started as Leo used his free hand to text his brothers that he'd be out late again tonight. To no ones surprise. "Oh? Which part were you thinking about." "Us being boyfriends. Of course, I know you'd meant it more in a.. Pretend situation." "Right.. I mean, it'd be a little weird to date someone you just met that day. I mean we'd been talking for a while but I couldn't just ask you something like that forward as soon as we met and-" "You're rambling." "Hm? O-Oh.. Sorry I uh.." "It's alright, I find it kind of.. Endearing."

"Is.. That a good thing?" Usagi chuckled giving his hand a little squeeze, "Yes Leo, it's a good thing. Endearing means to inspire affection. I like listening to you. Which brings me back to what I was saying. If you'd like, I think it would be beneficial for us to date. But as an honest couple rather then a mask to deter suspicion." "Beneficial..?" He asked, raising a brow and hoping his face markings would be enough to hide any blushing. "Yes. On each of our ends we'd be supplied with plenty of alibis, someone to collaborate with, and a real relationship with someone who shares many of the same preferences. Seems like a fair deal, seeing as neither of us mentioned having feelings for someone else prior to this agreement. And seeing how your family already has a good impression of me it'd be easier for us to stick with each other for a while instead of trying to find someone else, and slowly trying to ease them into these kind of.. Dietary preferences. And... You aren't exactly awful to look at so, that would be a plus as well.." Leo laughed a bit hearing the last bit, his eyes scanned over Usagi, having already called him hot it wasn't a lie to say something similar.. And they already had quite a bit in common. Who else would like him as he was? Who else would treat him as kindly as Usagi had? Probably no one.. "Well you make a solid argument, but I would've said yes if you asked me out normally too y'know~"

"Well, far from normal seems to be our thing. Why bother with it?" "I love how you think.."

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Once the brothers set foot on the other side of the portal they headed off to do their own thing, doing their daily training exercises then right to goofing off as usual till later that day when Leo finally texted letting them know he wouldn't be home till later that night. [R (Raph) D (Donnie) M (Mikey) for texting]

R; 'Hey what are you all up too'

M; 'I'm writing down the pizza puff recipe for the next time we see Leos boyfriend'

D; 'At the moment I'm doing some upgrades, why do you need something?'

R; 'I mean, it's not like important or anything. I just. So what did you think of Usagi?' D; 'You wanna gossip about Leos boyfriend? I mean hey I'm all for it I love drama but it's kinda random' 

M; 'Yeah I thought he was great! Oh! And he's soooo fluffy too! Did anyone else get to touch his fur I'm so jealous we aren't mammals :C'

R; 'I don't wanna gossip! I was just wondering.. If anyone else got like... A weird feeling' D; 'I mean he didn't like. Impress me, but he was better then most guys Leo's been fanning over lately, and he's real so I can't ask for much else. And he did bring us food, that was an unnecessary kindness. Why? Did you get a weird vibe?' R; 'I dunno.. I mean not really I just.. Raph's brain is thinking a lot right now.' M; 'Well tell Raph that Dr. Feelings says it's okay to be conflicted, just don't overthink it okay? He's our brother so it's normal to feel a little uneasy about him going off with someone else, but you can't let that feeling interfere with something that makes him happy if there's no tangible sign of danger' R; 'I guess you're right.. It's just weird. He's not here that often anymore and I mean he's here for missions and stuff but don't you guys miss him?' D; 'I don't usually interject when emotions are involved but I think I have something to contribute, this once.'

D; 'When we were younger me and Leo made a promise, an oath if you would. To always be there for each other, no matter how mad we were or how far away, we'd always be brothers and always have each others shells. Even to this day that idiot still stands behind me when we get attacked as if its second nature to cover me even I wear my battle shell. Despite his absence from recent activities, I don't feel like he's MIA in our lives, because I know that if I need him he'll be there, in the most flashy and annoying way mind you, but still.'

M; 'Awww Dee :'3c ' R; 'That was.. Surprisingly heartfelt. Thanks Dee.' D; 'Mhmm are we done here I need to keep this core stabilized or it could blow up so Imma brb'  R; 'I'm sorry what-?' -_-_-_-

Usagi led Leo into his house, not far from the garden they'd had lunch in. It looked surprisingly normal, its was a mix of a modern New York style house and a Japanese apartment. Leo smiled a little as he was led in, he wasn't sure why but his mind had made up this dark and ominous house he thought Usagi would've lived in that sort of unnerved him, but this of course was the much more realistic place. "Please make yourself comfortable, my teacher is the houses owner but he is not here often, and will not mind if I have guests. He is a tall lion yokai, which may look a bit intimidating but he's harmless." Leo nodded, glancing towards the kitchen as he listened. "You can look around if you'd like?" "Hm? O-Oh, no it's alright. I was just.. Curious." Usagi chuckled and took Leos hand again leading him into the kitchen, it was surprisingly clean- Well.. Usagi did say he liked to be organized. He mentally cursed himself out for thinking such harsh things about Usagi and what kind of things he might do in his own time. "I like that you're curious." He said with a little smile, letting go of his hand to show him around, "It's no fun to sit in silence. Ask anything you want, and I will answer." "..You will, no matter what it is hm?" "Correct, as long as I'm comfortable doing so of course." Leo nodded, leaning against the island counter in the kitchen, "Do you cook regular stuff and.. Other stuff, in a separate place?" Usagi went to the other side of the counter  leaning forward, "That would waste time, I do all food prep here. And in the basement where we have a bigger freezer, but it's also very well kept down there." "Oh? What kind of prep do you need to do there?" Part 4.2 Part 1

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