#famiar

[mothman-swamp]

Made challah for thanksgiving lol

[countessofravenclaw]

I have been wondering about what jobs the other Roller Crew member's parents have since we know that they are all well of and I assume that all the parenst are quite busy since the kids spent all their time at Roller. So here are my collective ramblings on the topic.

Gastón's I have talked lot about. His dad, Marco is in finance which is the best I can say since I don't excatly know what those people do, but you bet that he is an important person and makes a lot of money. Isla, his mom, is an internationally high-profile real estate agent that deals in multi-million properties and is really good at her job

With Matteo, we know that his dad is a diplomat... and I think his late mom, Lucia, was one too, and that was how her and Alexander met. Then we have his second wife, Sofia, who he met and BA's Italian embassy, where I think she was a consultant of some sort, so not directly a subordinate to Alexander, so it's all neat and tidy

It's pointless to talk about Nina, we know what her parenst do

For Delfi, I also have quite good hc her parents. Serena and Daniel Alzamenti and both surgeons. Serena is a trauma surgeon, while Daniel is neuro surgeon

Jazmin's mom could be some kind of PR or marketing rep for some big company while her dad, an entrepreneur of some kind

I kind of like the idea that Jim and Yam's moms went to school together, and both became pediatricians. I have zero idea what their dad's could do

For Ramiro, I like to think that his parents are super put together since he's kind of all over the place. So some kind of high ranking people in some companies

Simon doesn't excatly fit in here, buy who's gonna stop me? His mom, Carla is a stay at home mom, while his dad, Diego, used to be a cook and at the time of SL was few year into starting his own restaurant as a family business. (I imagine that somw how though that he met Monica and Simon and Luna through that)

[elytrafemme]

diagnose me ^_^

OKAY WE'RE GONNA HAVE TO CROWDSOURCE THIS A BIT bc truth be told uhmmmmm. I am not very good with charts that aren't my own </3

Working backwards we have the same Uranus, Neptune, and Pluto, which ARE all signs that mostly represent generations rather than you as an individual! Gonna add a shitty screenshot to this response with what mine says (ignore anything to do w houses) once I finish typing the rest of this up <3

your Sun sign is your fundamentals, so basically who you are at the core of yourself. Yours is Cancer which tracks so hard and also means our bdays are super close together (I think we're born the same yr in which case u are only a lil older than me ^_^). Cancers are water and cardinal signs; water signs are deeply led by their emotions, and cardinal signs are signs of leadership and new beginnings. This is basically the epitome of you having friendly boy swag, and you're pretty passionate albeit sensitive. Again keep in mind these r generalizations of the sign

Your moon is the sign when u are most deeply comfortable, or just how you view yourself when u are alone etc. Geminis are air signs and mutable, which means they are generalized to be the most indecisive or unpredictable sign. Mostly this just means that you are consistently led by a duality of light heartedness and good humor, and a layer of seriousness. Which is true of everyone but is heighted for Geminis. Would have to guess that one of these sides gets more presented when u interact w people (whichever aligns closest to your Cancer or Ascendent, which u didn't include in the pic bc it geets put in the other column for some reason idk why) and the other is a more internalized thing. This again ties into how much you value ppl too; Geminis aren't super keen on being alone in a broad sense, so this with your Cancer makes me think that you like people as a whole but tend to latch onto specific people to which you are extremely loyal to.

Speed time: Mercury is how you communicate, which is Gemini, I'm not sure 100% how to relate that but again co star is a good place to find descriptions thats what Im tryna go off of here HAHA. Venus is love in cancer, again w the feelings you find love through your emotions most principally and there is a level of vulnerability when you approach people you are interested in rather than obscuring it from them. Mars is aggression, yours is Leo, going to assume that you assert yourself confidently and a little dramatically only when necessary. Jupiter is idealism, optimism, and expansion, which in Capricorn I'm guessing means that the way that you change and grow happens in a more practical and grounded way, again not sure. Saturn is responsibility and such, which with a Virgo I assume means that you can be a bit overanalytical in that sense but you take that stuff super seriously. Again this is MOSTLY just guessing which is how all this works n stuff I hope this is semi helpful!!! Heres the rest of the signs

[pvrkacciosan]

Kicks and Kisses

Summary: After the readers run-in with Xaden's training methods, Bodhi isn't in any rush to let her back on them defenseless so takes it upon himself to teach her a few things.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

Pairing: Bodhi Durran X Marked Fem! Reader

Word Count: uncounted

Warnings: Suggestive, swearing, fighting training, Mature language content

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With the valiant help from a group of young healers you were released from the prescribed rest, and were able to get yourself back up and moving within a week.

You were still tender but your breathing wouldn't cut out on you and the blinding pain was no longer erupting behind your eyes rendering you useless in ever sense.

But still Bodhi had refused to let you return back to your own dorm in that time. Even when you had a perfectly good bed there.

Those beds are un-comfy and you know it.

You rolled your eyes at Asra, whether she could sense your attitude, you were hopeful she couldn't,

I don't understand why he won't let me go back to my own bed. That chair can't be very comfortable. You stared at the chair positioned on the far side of the room, the one Bodhi had been sleeping in whilst you took his bed. You didn't understand why you were entertaining such topics of conversation with her. Talking with Asra had always come naturally, like a sister you could confine in, and the subject of Bodhi Durran left your chest feeling warm in a rather pleasant way.

So Invite him into the bed with you.

It wasn't difficult for you to sense every dripping pulse of Asra's amusement, you gawked at her words in your head.

I can't do that. Won't it be awkward You couldn't help but contemplate the outcome.

Don't be foolish girl. You're a dragon rider, start acting like it. If you want something you might just start acting like that Riorson boy, heys taken the silver one to bed.

You didn't want to know where she had got that piece of information. But the notion of what she was speaking... There was a difference between asking Bodhi to share his bed and committing to taking him in his bed.

When Asra laughed in your head, you clamped your knees together, trying to ignore the heat that was building there. As you ripped the covers of Bodhi's bed from atop your body, you could't stop the swirling of those blood igniting thoughts. Couldn't decide what you would want more, to have him sleeping in the bed with you, or having him take you in the bed you had come to love.

The quilt scented of him. A deep smell that you hadn't noticed the first night you slept, it lingered on everything in this room.

His scent has been all over you. Asra's voice in your head, you only assumed she was referring to when you had gone flying yesterday, trying to ease yourself back into training once you got the all clear from the healers.

Bodhi and Cuir had flown with you both yesterday, positioning himself slightly below you, to catch you should you fall off Asra's back.

I would have caught you. Asra's voice was dripping with some tone you couldn't place, Laughing lightly in your own head you shot it down the bond. She didn't respond beyond that of a gentle huff.

Closing up the wall between you. Moving to begin gathering ouself from the room. Bodhi was supposed to meet you down at the mats for an initial round of training, trying to strengthen the muscles and reconditioning them to get back to what they had once been.

And as usual, you were running late. At least you could use the excuse of your lingering injuries. They weren't as painful, just uncomfotable. Especially your shoulder, a mender had reattached many of the tendsons and ligaments in your shoulder, but you still have only light movement in the joint.

Moving down through the halls, you rounded into the training room. The mats laid out as per usual, there were a couple cadets scattered around each pair training away from one another in private lessons.

Strolling in softly you glanced around and spotted two famiar bodies. Sauntering closer you watched them, matching hit for powerful hit on one another.

Bodhi and Xaden often never sparred with each other. Garrick was the usual go-to. The third boy was on the side of the mat, arms folded as he watched the cousins spar. You moved to stand beside the giant.

"Hey Y/n" He offered you a small smile.

At the sound of your names, Bodhi glanced up, un-focusing the fight at hand. It landed him a stiff jaw from the next punch Xaden landed. Blinking to look you over once, Bodhi dodged out the way of his cousins next hit.

You watched from the side returning Garrick's smile with one of your own before turning back unaware of the excited glances Garrick was switching between you and Bodhi.

"Garrick.," Bodhi warned as he dodged a swing from Xaden before getting a punch in at the Wingleader's ribs.

You glance questioningly up at the boy beside you, Garrick coughed, covering his smirk with a hand.

"They are sparring to burn off...Pent up...emotions"

You frowned at him, that definitely was not what Garrick was entertaining in his thoughts. You squinted at him before glancing to watch Bodhi swing hard and fast for Xaden. What Bodi lacked in size against his cousin and Garrick he surely made up for in speed. His exposed muscles rippling with each movement. Your gaze zones in on the sweat gleaming, coating every inch of his skin.

What it would be like to have his body pressed against you own on that bed, having him above or below you, At each others mercy.

You're drooling

You went to snip back at Asra but she hid behind your mental shield straight after her own words.

Paranoia took hold, Twisting away from Garrick slightly you wiped at your lower lip and chin with the back of your hand. You weren't but you still sense Asra's lingering amusement at your sudden panic.

Turning back to watch, Xaden and Bodhi panting hard as they finally parted from one another on the mat. Bodhi gave Xaden's shoulder a rough shoves but they were both smiling as they stepped back.

Xaden initially avoided your gaze. You hadn't seen the Wingleader since the day of your injury. Besides once when he had tried to come see you. Bodhi had refused to let him in then and you could still recall the sound of them arguing outside the bedroom door.

He tried now to get out of the way, Slipping from the room. Bodhi folded his arms across his chest clearing his throat, Xaden froze. Pivoting to meet your stare.

"Y/n I'm sorry for putting you on that mat" His tone was so awkward even you didn't know what exactly to say. Bodhi rose his eyebrows when Xaden cast him a sidelong glance.

The Wingleader sighed, "It was clear you didn't want to fight, I shouldn't have made you and it won't happen again"

Bodhi was grinning like an idiot in your direction when Xaden finally rose back to his full height. Bodhi watching you intently, waiting for you to acknowledge his efforts in making his cousin apologize. Something about the way he smiled at you made the strings in your heart cinch. Asra slide into your mind, her presence alone snapping you from watching Bodhi.

Glancing to Xaden, "I'm fine Xaden. I'm alive am I not?" The Wingleader waited. Attention flicking to Bodhi, You warily followed his stare. A muscle beneath Bodhi's eyes twitched, Garrick caught it after seeing the expression on your own face. Spinning himself into the middle of the two and clasped Xaden roughly on one shoulder.

"Right we're off to find your opponent from that day. Try and make sure Imogen hasn't gutted the girl for her slander against you" Garrick's usually stoic face was set in a grin, you had a feeling he might sooner set Imogen on the girl first before saving her hide.

Garrick and Xaden stalked from the mats, leaving the room entirely within a few long strides,

When you turned back to obverse Bodhi, heat bloomed in your cheeks to find him already watching you.

"Right" He shook his head, these dark curls shaking to cover his brow bone. "Let's get started."

After running through a quick warm up with him your skin had already formed up quite a sweat. Many of the other cadets had vacated the training room, probably to attend to other daily duties.

Bodhi had been wary of your shoulder joint and coached you through each movement, sometimes he would place a hand against your body to steady the off balance the injuries had given you and It was becoming increasingly difficult to focus.

Moving off the mat to grab a quick drink of water you tried to organise the shambling thoughts which flushed your flesh to the core.

"We will move onto some evasion techniques and manoeuvrers to get yourself out of someone's grip."

You nodded, taking a quick final gulp of the water, evasion and defensive practise that would be fine. You had done this before.

You turned to move back onto the mat when your thoughts finally processed what you were getting yourself into. There was only a few ways to actively practise these sorts of manoeuvrers . Ones that involved lots of bodily contact.

You blinked as Bodhi shook his muscles, rolling each of his joints, The silence prompted him to look up

"I won't bite" there was a boyish smirk gracing his lips, it was an expression you had seen on him for years since knowing each other, often when causing mischief. The only form of consistency it offered you now was that it caused your heart to hammer harder against your ribs.

Pull yourself together. You were reducing yourself to no better than a teenage boy seeing a women naked for the first time in his life. Sighing deeply you moved onto the mat.

Bodhi stilled hands clasping together, allowing you to come closer, he watched carefully, assessing you.

"How is your shoulder feeling?"

Prompted by his question you rolled the ball and socket joint, easing deeper into the muscle there. They ached slightly but nothing more beyond overexerting the shoulder.

"All good" smiling softly you ignored the joint focusing now as Bodhi began to prepare himself.

"We are going to start with something simple. If someone tries to grab you from the front."

He waited for you to nod before continuing, "I'm going to grab for you and all you have to do is get me off you. We will critique everything once we've gone through every scenario "

He didn't wait for your acknowledgement now, unprepared you stepped back when both of Bodhi's hands came up towards you. As his body followed through your own muscle memory kicked in, grabbing his right wrist you jammed a thumb into the pulse point there and twisted— hard.

Bodhi let loose a grunt as he moved with the twisting limb, following so you wouldn't break his arm entirely. You only let go once his limb was flush unnaturally against his back.

"Good." He turned shaking his wrist lightly "That was perfect. Could be a little quicker with your reaction time, but we will work on that in our next session"

You nodded, worriedly glancing at his wrist perhaps you had been too forceful.

"This time we are going to run with the scenario that I actually got a hold on you"

Bodhi closed the gap separating you both, slowly raises his hands, hesitating with them hovering your body, noting their destined locations you gave Bodhi the go ahead. He rests his hand on your left shoulder the other at the base of your neck.

"Right.." Bodhi cleared his throat, "I'm going to pretend to be trying to push you back as if to get you.. against a wall. Get out of my grip."

Nervous, you glance at him, he offers an encouraging smile, nodding softly you tried desperately to ignore as his grip squeezes lightly against you body, try to ignore the pander of heartbeats that flutter in you.

When Bodhi began to push back you resisted, planting a foot behind to stabilise the weight of you. The muscles in the back of the leg stretching with the pressure. The result of Bodhi pushing you however; his hand pushing into your windpipe, slowing the flow of air to you with dizzying affect and not from the lack of oxygen.

Relaxing the breaths you took, You made quick work of trying to lessen his grip. Pressing your finger into his wrist's pulse point.

"Find somethinng new. That's not going to work a second time"

Frustration grew like a building short circuit. You knew strength wasn't your biggest fighting factor, it was instinct at this point born and bred as a female to go for a man's weakest point and it was taking everything within your resolve to not kick between his legs.

Pressure point began quizzing through your mind. Bodhi watches as your eyes flicked across his body ravaging at the sight of your attention on him. Felt the heat of it across every inch of his aching skin, tensioned for the need of touch, your touch. You were simply looking for his weaknesses, ones you could reach from the position you were currently in.

Shifting your weight into the side he held a hand to your throat, you rammed your thumb under his arm, nail digging into the soft flesh there.

Bodhi loosens his grip enough for you to duck under the other arm and release yourself. Bouncing back on the balls of your feet, you teetered towards the edges of the mat.

Bodhi rounded with a smirk, shooting a quick wink your way, "Atta Girl." The genuine pride and excitement in his tone made your cheeks flush.

Any focus you had fought to obtain since the beginning of this session slipped entirely away from you in that second. Shallow breathing, you shook yourself off the rising tension with it.

"Again." Bodhi gestured you back for the middle of the mat, "This time I'm coming at you from behind"

The air hauled in your throat, gulping quickly and moving back to the centre. Bodhi stepped up behind you.

He gave you even less warning. Albeit you could have used one this time unexpecting of his arms to latch themselves around your torso.

You needed to focus, focus on getting yourself out of his hold, but the only thing swirling in your mind was how close his body now was to yours, you could feel the rippling warm muscles on his chest against your back.

His arms tightened and you gasped lightly when you felt the sensation of his palm brush up the side of your breast, the material of your clothing ruffling as he righted his grip

A pulse of fresh warmth coursed through you, blooming from your core. It was almost painful as the material brushed the peak of your nipple.

If this was how your body reacted to his unintentional intimate touches you could only imagine what he might do to you intentionally.

"You seem distracted." the heat of his breath fanned your neck when he whispered the words against the shell of your ear, close enough you swore on your life that was his lips brush the curve.

Nerves rippled against him. You needed to get your shit together, but. . .

There was a smugness in his tone. That bastard, was he potentially... teasing on purpose to distract you? You swallowed a scoff. Two could definitely play at this game.

Grabbing his elbow you made an attempt to lift his arm up over your head, the well tones limb didn't move, but you couldn't resist the smile, for it was a cover up.

Rolling your hips and pushing you ass back against him. With the shared closeness he had created you heard his breath stuttered behind your ear and felt his pulse skyrocket.

Who was the distracted one now, driving the heel of your foot into the top of his, you heard the oxygen whoosh into his lungs as he hissed. Elevating the foot ever so slightly.

You wouldn't have the strength to throw him over your shoulder but if he was off balance as he was now. Gripping both hands as far up his arm as you could reach you twisted sharply into his unbalanced side.

Feeling his weight falling against you own you planted both legs to limit the chance of you falling too.

When Bodhi hit the ground you were diligent, moving quickly while he stunned to recall his senses.

Swinging one leg you planted yourself above him to pin him below you.

There was a second were you hadn't thought, just did. Hadn't realised what you were doing until you did it. Hadn't realised you now straddled his waist, hadn't realised you might have miscalculated the extent of your teasing until you felt the growth hardening beneath your ass.

Bodhi blinked at you in wild surprise as though he too now realised what had been done.

Had he not been thinking just as you hadn't? Simply following movements and feelings that felt so inheritable right until there was an irreversible shift between you both. Bodies welded together from where you sat atop him.

Every nerve in you was jackhammering in your heart, blood thrumming against your hearing. An unmistakable ache was growing between your legs, one which could and would lead to decisions you knew were irreversible.

Perhaps Bodhi had been teasing you simply to district, there was nothing attached to that. No emotion or feeling.

Foolish girl. You hadn't realised Asra had been listening into your thoughts, Had failed to notice she had lowered her shield. Is that how distracted Bodhi had made you?

You went to move from his lap, but Bodhi groaned, the sound low and guttural from deep at the back of his throat, head falling back with his eyes squeezing shut. Without looking his hand found your thigh, squeezing to hold you in place,

"Don't move." The guttural throaty sound in his voice blinded your every sense, glancing to his veined hand you couldn't rip your attention away until Bodhi blinked at you startled, a muscle in his jaw twitched as his eyes darkened.

Within the next second you attempted to lift yourself back off him, in one swift movement, Bodhi pushed himself up with a hand behind him. Using the grip on your leg to keep you on top of him, the positions now pushing you to sit further onto his growing erection.

It wasn't until he rightened himself that Bodhi released his grip only to move it across your body, you felt it clasp the back of your neck as he leaned closer pulling you with him and wasted no more time of colliding his lips with yours.

You stilled, stunned as his lips moved against your own, Asra's presence stroking against your mind prompting you from the stupor, her rebuilding her shield was enough of a hint and approval.

Softening your tense muscles you wrapped both arms to encircle around his shoulders, pulling your chest closer to his. Letting one hand slip to cup the back of his head. Fingers threading his dark curls.

Bodhi continued denying himself breath as he smiled, feeling you finally give in. Letting yourself match him. Giving and receiving the hot kisses, fast and swift.

They continued, hungry for more. Starved for the touch of one another. It was a sensation you didn't know you wanted — needed.

The heat encased between your bodies made your heart hammer into overdrive, Lifting your weight and then lowering it with a roll of your hips, causing friction against the now obvious erection beneath you.

Bodhi exhaled sharp and hot against your mouth, pulling from your lips. Once more his eyes squinted shut, brow furrowed.

You couldn't pry your attention away. The expression on his face alone set you emotions spiralling. It was the perfect mix of pain and pleasure rolled into one.

Wiggling your ass down, Bodhi groaned louder this time. His eyes snapped open to level with your own, within that hungry fire that was beginning to demand more of you: a desire you would happily indulge.

Even within that burning, there was still a softness to Bodhi, he was still the same man you grew up with, a comfort you had come to depend on.

He grinned as he watched you, eyes flicking to scan every inch of your face. You shivered as Bodhi dragged a hand across you collar bone, up your neck to cup the line of your jaw. Thumb rubbing into your now swollen lower lip.

He leaned so close once more that you now shared a combined airspace.

"We shouldn't continue" the smirk growing on his lips said more. The growing heat within you was answer enough, rubbing a hand into his jaw, for the thrill of it you shook you head leaning closer still. "We shouldn't"

Tightening your grip at the back of his head, fingers twisting into a strand of hair, Bodhi dipped his head to yours, lips a whisper apart.

"Kiss me again" His voice turned throaty, the blood in you warming at his touch, "Please" the shift in his tone was astonishing.

Giving yourself over, leaning to rejoin him, a coil of tension grew in the core of your chest. You kissed him fully, Pulling Bodhi into you.

Bodhi broke the connection after a second, "Atta girl" he was already smirking by the time he kissed you again.

That coil continued to tighten. This was an irreversible decision, this pairing. It could easily cleave you in two.

But this moment as Bodhi began to lower his kisses flowing down the column of your throat, you couldn't bring yourself to give a flying fuck.

[lillybearrie]

Hello I would like to remind everyone that the first (technically second if you wanna get really technical but who cares) thing we heard from fable was

"Release Me,

You are free of Enderian, now focus on purpose"

Directed at Icarus

"Now focus on your purpose"????? WHAT HAPPENED TO "HI" "HELLO" "HOW ARE YOU MY SON"

BECAUSE NEWSFLASH SIR THAT'S NOT HOW YOU TALK TO YOUR FUCKING CHILD

THEY AREN'T A FUCKING ROBOT TO TAKE AND CARRY OUT YOUR ORDERS THAT'S YOUR GODDAMN KID!

PEOPLE TREATED SEVEN WITH MORE FAMIARITY AND RESPECT

no offense to seven great guy rip man BUT STILL

Anyway on to actual analysis

After reading this note, several deductions can be made about our antagonist's character right off the bat, which in season 3 we see to be accurate assumptions

First of all the sending of the note "release me" constantly at the beginning of every reset presumably for the past several ones gives us a base line of a few things A) whoever wrote it is trapped B) they really want out C) whomever was to recive the note presumably can help with this D) this person is either very angry and resorting to formal wording as a form of passive aggression or they are simply a very formal person Had this not been the case they would have written "let me out" or "get me out" or even "help me"

Now for the post-corruption portion

"You are free of Enderian"

1) this person knows Enderian 2) This person knows at least of Icarus 3) They intentionally have been sending these to Icarus 4) despite being trapped they have some way to know what is going on 5) their particular view of Enderian is not favorable it's not overtly antagonistic however this is the one part of the not that can be read as at least partially sympathetic to Icarus

Finally "Now focus on your purpose"

1) they don't see Icarus as anything but a means to an end 2) tone wise it feels like both the chastisement of a child and an order to an unthinking being 3) "your purpose" seemingly refers to the prior statement of "release me" either implying that the writer believes Icarus is only here to get them out of wherever they are or that Icarus's sole purpose in life is to aid and assist them and 4) the use of "now" after the previous statement implies they view the corruption arc as simply something that was inhibiting the progression of them being let out

First off once again SIR THAT IS YOUR CHILD YOU MOTHERFUCKER-

In conclusion deductions that can be made from this note with the knowledge that i now hold are as follows: Fable wanted out of purgatory, they issued Icarus with the fulfillment of this task and saw the corruption arc as merely a speed bump on the road of getting his ass outta there. Fable is a pretentious douchebag. Like everyone else in his life Fable is constantly using his own son as a means to achieving his end goal.

Other notes:

Had Fable's motivations not been his underlying obsession with keeping what he believes is "his" even when it disrupts and disregards the rules of the universe and the sanctity of life he likely wouldn't have given 2 shits about Icarus.

If we view Fable's interactions with others through the lense of him thinking of those of the overworld as "his" his people his creations his world then it starts to become clearer that he only sees individuals as tools and for their potential usefulness to him. And if we want to take this view even further we could even say that he at least on some level viewed Alerion giving a place for his deceased mortals to restate something akin to how a child views their sibling stealing a toy from their room, which then implies that the war of the gods is just a big temper tantrum where Fable hurt his brother then his other siblings stepped in and went "hey woah man not cool you can hit Al dude he is literally just playing the game" to which Fable's response was to hurt them as well and now he's just got out of timeout and basically started blaming his parents for everything wrong in his life which is so silly goofy of him until you remember that these were people he was upset about his brother "stealing" from him and it becomes less silly goofy.

"But Lilly!" I hear you say because you've totally read this far, mhm definitely "If he doesn't actually care about the dead people, then why does he act nice? Why is his charisma stat so high?" Well to that I say is it easier to keep someone in one spot when you make them believe this is where they wanna be or when they know the whole truth?

[carp-from-space]

Sasha loves pretending to be the knight and gathering xeir bearings.

Uno heeds bad advice from famiar.

[skinnynat]

Miałam ogólnie 2 dni binge , ale dzisiaj z tym kończę , mam famiar zrobić fasta 90h. Wczoraj jedząc kolację💀 moja siostra powiedziała mi ��e przytyłam i mam grube ręce , a moi rodzice zgodzili się z nią, wtedy się wkurwilam i się popłakałam. Także nowa motywacja jest🦋 w dodatku mieli nas ważyć na wf ale na szczęście waga się popsuła i będziemy się ważyć dopiero we wtorek.

Błagam trzymajcie za mnie kciuki bo boje się że mi się nie uda 🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋

Chudego dnia motylki

[itspdameronthings]

Here is a preview of the next chapter of my mini series, never letting you go.

Some say leave the past in the past. Some just moved past it. Some just can't. When it comes to seeing the very person that brings so much pain. Pain that won't heal. To this person she is a  bringer of pain. Gemma. The very person who brings so much pain. She doesn't care who she hurts. Even her own daughter. Only thing on her mind were drugs, sex,and motorcycles. Now she is returning to the town that she once called home. Goal? No goal. Maybe to stir up trouble, or to make amends. 

Gemma arrived into town. Hasn't changed much. Same small town vibe. Same people doing the same thing when she left. Parking at the very diner she loved so much. Thinking about the happy times with her family.Until things start to unravel. Her being drinking so much a neighbor had to take her young daughter home. Diane Miller. Person who always took care of Sunshine. She loves her as if she were her own. Sunshine. How she missed you. Wonder if you are happy. Prayers were answered when she see Diane Miller with her husband Jack leaving the diner laughing ,and eating an ice cream cone. Taking a breath she gets out," Hello love birds. See both of you are still so hung up on each other. So fucking sweet." Remark like that would rile anyone up. Diane rolls her eyes," See you never lost sense of humor,and your sense of fashion. Tats ,and tight clothes that would tip if you breath." Gemma wasn't having that. Got in her face. After blowing smoke in her face," Oh really? Says who? By looks of you? Still dressed like a fruppy lady. Least I have any man. Hi Jack." Jack rolls his eyes . Stepped between the ladies," Now see here ! There will be no fighting near my diner! One more remark against my wife. I'll make a call to the sheriff. Gemma, I don't know why you are here. So God help me.." After lighting a cigarette," I'm looking for Sunshine. By the look on your faces. You know where she is. " 

Sounds of punching bags ,and gloves hitting other gloves filled the Miller/Garcia gym. Business is booming. Fighters new ,and old training. On certain days MMA fights were held here. Upstairs you are busy with massages. Nothing erotic. Mainly helping others who suffer from pains,and others need to relax. That feeling made you feel good. To help people. Resting on the office couch. Exhausted from being on your feet for the last few hours. Eyes started to close till a famiar voice filled the room," Care for a nice snack little one?" William. Your big brother to the rescue. One person other than Benny who was always there growing up. Took good care of you when things got tough. Since your father passed away in a young age. Mother who left you alone most of the time. Till one day she left,and never came back. Diane and Jack took you in. Gave you a safe place to stay,and feel loved. For the first time.You felt like you belong in a loving family. Now you are officially married to your soulmates. Never thought you ever be well protected like you are now. 

Taking a bite of your blackberry muffin smiling," Thanks big brother. Always know what I need. How is it going downstairs? Hope the boys aren't getting hurt." Will smiles as he sits next to you. Arm around your shoulder," Oh the usual. Lots of instructions being yelled across the room. Benny is trying to impress the young teenagers. Pope sits him straight." That made you laugh. Knocks at the door filled the room. Will looks up to see his beautiful wife, Sam . Gets up to hug her husband," See you missed me handsome. " Rubbing her lower back as he continues to kiss her," Oh I missed you lady bug. Missed you when you left this morning. Miss you when you leave again." Giggling at this lovely display. Newlyweds. Oh how it brought back memories. Thoughts were distracted by the sounds of your phone. Looking at the phone caused you to scream! Will rushes over to see what happened. Shacking like a leaf. Hand him your phone. Will runs downstairs to fetch the boys. Sam pulls you close," What's wrong. Tell me." Chocking back a sob," My.. mom.. she is looking for me!" 

[titan-senpai]

The Crystal Heart

Gyomei x Chubby tall reader

PART ONE 

The long awaited Part 2 of Gyomei x reader is finally here enjoy this finally after months! and it finally has a titel :D Crystal heart

Warning: Mention of suicide, rejecting comfort, Angsty ish

As we walked back home we saw the other pillars just prepairing to head back to bed, as i held his hand i felt mine get numb my hand started to turn blue like a crystal, thank god my jacket/ kimono coverd my hands, it started at the tips of my fingers”My love whats wrong” He suddenly asked feeling my cold hand..”Oh dont worry im just cold”i lied.. we walked to our room, i took my jacket of and helped Gyomei with his.

my hands began to show crack at the tips..”Hey Gyo~ i’m going to take a dip in the hot springs..” i said walking to our private one..”Oh okay can i get a hug first” he asked like always..”Uhh maybe later im not feeling wel” i lied again i took of my clothes in the bathroom and grabed a towel, i wonder if Gyomei is sleeping right now.. i took a peek at gyomei sipping tea enjoying the sounds of the night. 

i closed my door and wraped the towel around my body, walking to the hot springs, “Love dont forget sleep”I told him kissing him on the cheek, “What a shame..i wanted to wait for you” he said sipping his tea.

“Oh..ill be really quick and then ill join you!”i said walking outside to the hot springs, i put the towel away and slowly enterd the water feeling the warmth of it but taking another look at my hands..

they were still cold, and still cracking, its blue to my knuckles now..and the cracking is even worse.. i took a look at my legs they were all blue like crystals? they have some cracks just like my hands... “Something is deffinetly wrong"

I hopped out the water and wraped a towel aorund my cold body, sliding the tatami door and closing it behind me.

Gyomei sat there. Still drinking his now cold tea. "Gyo ill dry meself and change. Then ill come cuddle with you." i said walking to our room sliding the door behind me. 

i took my towel off taking a look at my bod in the mirror... legs, cracking...arms cracking... between the cracks was something neon blue...really shiny.. kinda glowing. i dressed myself and took a closer look in the mirror.. *Crack* i saw and heard my face starting the crack and my eyes turned a neon blue.. “crap”i said under my breath, “love is something wrong youve been in there for a while now..” i heard Gyome say..I didnt dare to anything.. my lips..trembling and starting to crack aswel..”ye..a. i’m fine” i replied to gyomei, “Love im coming in..” he slid the door open ,thank god he coudnt see.. or els he would freak out  “is something wrong?” i said softly trying to hide the fear in my voice.

he didnt say anything and reached out for my hands to hold them “Love lets head to bed” Gyomei smiled trying to feel my hands. “sure love.. you know that i love you right..” i started crying.”ofcourse i know you love me and i love you..no matter what..”

i smiled and walked away to the door “Gyo..im gonna talk a walk outside okay..” i said sliding open the door “Love are you sure, should i come its late..” i started crying..”Yes...i’m sure” i said sliding the door behind me.. feeling the cold air hitting me skin the warmth in my body was completly gone... my hands stil felt numb.

i felt something strange in my body.. i walked torwards the forest something was calling me.. i started running to the forest.. the sound kept getting closer..and closer.. i soon heard a familiar voice.. “Mom?” i said running even faster. there was no way she was still alive.. or is it a illusion.. or a trick.. i stopped running when i saw a famiar figure.. she turned around.. coverd in blood.. blue neon eyes..” Oh my sweet child.. it’s been a while..”she said smiling.. i coudn’t believe it.. it was really her.. i looked closer and saw she coverd her lower body and arms

“Mom..?” i slowly walked into her direction. soon i felt someone put a towel on my mouth and nose. and everything turned dark.

[blaaaaa3451]

Miles Morales...

A mood board for my love <3

Miles Morales would be the type to lend you his jacket if you didn't take your own, he'd be the type to share food with you on the rooftops afterschool just to chat. He'd even link his pinky finger with yours if it gets extra crowded so that he doesn't lose you while the famiar scent of Sage, Tonka bean, Cedar wood and Smoke wafts around him.

[cruelfeline]

One of the comments Cuff makes when Frey finds yet another Tanta familiar is that the little cats are easily swayed.

Which is funny because like... on the surface, yes, they look and apparently behave like fancy little cats. But! If you read their archive entries, it becomes apparent that each one is fully sapient, highly intelligent, and very much equivalent to a human person. Like... to the point of having careers and doing scientific research and whatnot.

So, besides being very cute, this concept kind of makes one think. The cats gravitate to Frey and obviously trust her. Do they know that she carries Susurrus with her? The Tantas do, after all. It would make sense for their closely-bonded famiars to also know. I expect they saw the cuffs on their own mistresses' wrists.

So it's interesting, that these highly intelligent little cats are "easily swayed" by someone carrying their mistresses' tormentor on her wrist. I wonder if they're confident that she can handle him?

Mind you, I'm aware that it's likeky something the writers didn't even bother considering. The cats are just a cute little collectible sidequest, after all. But I like to think that they're aware. And that they have some sort of confidence in Frey handling Cuff.

Betcha they have little meetings about it!

[pityroad]

— Originally, Carol Ann Duffy, from 'The Other Country' (1990)

[text ID: All childhood is an emigration. Some are slow, / leaving you standing, resigned, up an avenue / where no one you know stays. Others are sudden. / Your accent wrong. Corners, which seem famiar, / leading to unimagined, pebble-dashed estates, big boys / eating worms and shouting words you don't understand. / My parents' anxiety stirred like a loose tooth / in my head. I want our own country, I said.]

[devilshills]

Just in case we become close, platonically or not, and I suddenly come off as distant: I am not scared of you or something like that, and I’m not doing in it on purpose, really. So, I realized that I developed philophobia (aka fear of emotional attachment; fear of being in, or falling in love) because of past trauma in this life and my karmic worsened it. For those of you that aren’t famiar with the term “karmic”, it means someone you have a karmic soul contract with, they may come off as kind at first but eventually their true intentions are revealed and they are not meant to last long in your life, you cross paths with them to learm a lesson you failed to learn in a past life. Also, some people use the term “karmic soulmate” but I hate that since true soulmates shouldn’t share a term with karmics. If you realize that you have one or more karmics in your life, please cut them off as soon as possible in any way you can or else they will become really toxic, trust me it’s not worth it. Please always trust your intuition and stay safe if you feel that something is off about someone

Back to my karmic: I am fortunately protected from him and I have no contact with him or with anyone in his circle of friends/family at all. The last time I opened up in depth about my karmic was months ago with a couple of my friends and I am currently not ready to get into detail about what my karmic did but he became too possessive, plus he tried sending psychic attacks to me and all that stuff after I decided to cut him off. He wanted to marry me but we were not even dating. I admit that I had some feelings for him but as the situation kept becoming more suffocating my feelings for him became dread. Again, I am protected from him. He can’t get to me anymore. The trauma is still there but I’m really trying to overcome it and I seriously don’t want to hurt anyone due to having philophobia. I feel that I healed a bit already. Just please know that it’s my karmic’s fault for worsening it and that I’m not trying to make any you feel bad or something

[ask-riddleglider]

[Suddenly, Glider is grabbed from behind and firmly restrained, their wrists tied.]

[A famiar voice pipes up.]

Sorry about this, boss.

[Maybe-Edward stands up carefully.]

Hey! What is the meaning of this?!

Edward?!

[They turn around, seeing Robert and causing him to let go, and they begin backing away from the two of them.]

How could you do this to me, Eddie? You-

. . . You’re not him.

[quietplace26]

Final part~

(Warning. Blood and death is mention. Akito basically has a nightmare about Naga!KK and others being dead, but spoliers, only Hannya and his lackeys die.)

Naga!KK au (6)

Everything around Akito was red. Red with blood.

Akito trembled as he followed the blood trail to something utterly horrifying. There, laying on the ground, was KK.

"KK!" Akito scurried over to his Naga mate and tired desperately to shake him awake. But nothing worked, KK remained still and when Akito slowly pulled his hands back, he saw they were covered in blood.

A strangled cry erupts from Akito's throat as he stares down at his hands, but the sound of something falling to the ground near makes him look over.

"E-erika?!" Erika's lifeless eyes look back at him, and not too far from her was Rinko's still body. They were both dead, just like KK.

Akito was hypernentilating at this point! He-he could barely breath-

The sound of someone clicking their tongue in annoyance catches Akito's horrified attention. "What a mess this is." It was Hannya... and he was covered head to toe in blood.

"Y-you did this!" Akito glared at him hatefully, but the older man just shrugs, seemingly not caring about the fact he ruined Akito's life, his family.

Things only took a darker turn when Hannya motions for Takumi to hand him something. It was the Naga hatchling!

"W-wait! Stop!" Akito reaches out desperately toward the crying hatchling as Hannya aims a gun at it's head and- *BANG*

"No!" Akito screams as shot up into a sitting position, gripping his chest tightly. He was crying heavily and trembling like a leaf.

"Akito?" A tired, but familar voice beside him calls out to him. It was KK! "K-KK..." Akito whimpers as he reaches out to KK, letting his Naga mate pull him into a comforting hug.

"Nightmare?" KK mumurs the word questionable as he held Akito close, letting the human cry quietly in his chest.

"H-hm..." Akito nods weakly as he snuggles closer to KK..

Nightmares sadly became a normal thing after KK rescued him from that vile human settlement...

A soft, confused cooing sound comes from near them. A mop of messy hair pokes out from under Akito's blanket and small reptilian eyes look sleepily up at Akito and KK.

"Oh, Haruka! Did we wake you up? I'm so sorry precious blue..." Akito carefully picks up the sleepy Naga hatchling, the same one he met in that dark, cramp cell he was thrown in not too long ago.

Haruka, the name Akito ended up giving the female Naga hatchling, was a sweetheart. Akito loved her, and KK ended up loving her just as much when he first met her.

KK had bascially just laid waste to the human settlement, tearing every human in his path to pieces till he got to the cell where Akito was in, and when he broke in, he imediately went to hold Akito, but was shocked to hear a angry hiss from his mate's arms.

A small Naga hatchling was glaring and hissing up at him from Akito's arms, her tiny, dirty blue tail was wrapped around Akito's arm possessively.

KK loved her at first sight. He looked over to Akito and simply says, "Our hatchling?" Akito nods, a serious look on his face. "Our hatchling."

The happy moment is sourly broken when KK heard the famiar sound of Hannya yelling for his men. He scoops Akito and the hissing hatchling up and escape into the forest where he hands them human off to Rinko.

"K-KK? Where are you going?" Akito snags one of KK's claws, stopping his Naga mate from leaving. KK gently pries Akito's hand of his claw and presses his forehead against the human's. "That pest... He must die."

Hannya caused trouble for the last time! He killed many Nagas on the island! Killed hatchlings even! He even tried to murder his own daughter who was now Rinko's hatchling!

He hurt Akito! He hurt KK's mate! Tonight, Hannya was going to die!

Hannya does indeed die that night, along with all of his loyal followers. Every single one of them was killed by KK.

A bullet narrowly misses KK's head as he killed off Hannya. The shooter was a young human male (Takumi). He looked enraged as he shouted how he was going to kill KK for revenge killing Hannya!

"After I kill you damn monster, I'll go after that traitor Akito and kill him as well!"

Of course this triggers KK to go into a complete rage, but before he could kill this stupid pest, a gunshot goes off... And the pest that just threatened Akito's life fell to the ground dead.

KK looked over to the small crowd of surviving humans suspiciously. They killed this pest... Why?

His suspicion changes to that of surprise when these human's thanked him for killing Hannya and those other pests. Some even thanked him for saving Akito, as they were just too weak to do anything.

Looking at these humans that were left, KK knew they wouldn't be causing problems like Hannya did, so he left them alive.

Now here he and Akito was, slowly getting over what happened to them along with their new hatchling. It was a slow healing process, but things were slowly getting back to the way they were originally... just with a hatchling added to the mix.

"Da!" Haruka coos happily as she nuzzles her face against Akito's before turning her attention to KK. "Pa!"

Akito watches in amusment as his big Naga mate seemed to melt into a puddle of goo when Haruka called him pa.

"I think your daughter is asking for you." Akito hands a squriming Haruka off to KK, who quickly starts nuzzling his face against her, making happy rumbling sounds that mixes with his hatchling's happy coos.

Akito watches the whole scene with a fond expression on his face. He really did love his family so much.

Light suddenly starts filling the cavev, making Akito realize it was now time to get up. He claps his hands, geting his Naga's attentions. "Alright! I think it's time to get out the nest now." A laughs slips from his mouth when both KK and Haruka began pouting.

"Oh, don't pout at me you two!" Akito stood up and steps out the nest, stretching his limbs out with a groan "Especially you KK! You promised me and Haruka that would take us over to visit Erika and Rinko."

Haruka imediately stops pouting when she hears Erika and Rinko's names. The small hatchling loved her aunty Erika and aunty Rinko!

She squrims out KK's arms and starts pulling KK out the nest excitedly. "Pa! Go see Aunty Eri 'nd Aunty Rin!" The older Naga reluctantely lets the tiny Hatchling drag him out the comfortable nest with a annoyed huff.

He wanted to stay in the nest longer! But alas! He couldn't say no to either his mate or hatchling.

So with a sound of defeat, KK slithers out his very comfortable nest, plucking up his hatchling as he went, and slithers over to Akito where he tugs him close.

"Ready mate?" Akito nods with a smile. "Yeah. I'm ready." He ruffles Haruka's messy hair affectionally, his smile only growing wider when he hear heard giggles. "Let's go see Erika and Rinko."

When Akito washed up on this island all those months ago, he never expected he'd find the one thing he desperately wanted so much after Mari died... A family.

[zola-no-kanojou]

!!!!!!!! ZOLA!!!!!! I want to see 55 with wolgraha!

"Vi ses nog aldrig mer

Jag skulle inte känna igen dig

Har försökt att va på samma plats men jagade din skugga utan dig

Nu finns du nästan inte kvar

Med all min längtan som ett skal

Men när jag vågar så sitter du bredvid mig"

Zola peered at the stranger in the cowl. The man's crystalline hand refracting the every present sunlight beating down upon them.

She felt like she should know this man. Something about him was frustratingly famiar.

"But I see that you have met my guest i will escort her to the crystarium myself if you have no objections?" The man was adressing the Gateguard Viera, but Zola felt something that was like a tug in her chest. This tug had been felt every time she had heard this voice.

This was the voice that had called her friends and herself over to this strange land. That had things called sin eaters and a never setting sun.

But other than that there was something else. She knew this voice from somewhere, not related to the recent summonings.

"I know you" the words came out of her mouth before she could stop herself. The reaction was not something she expected however. The man was suddenly.. rigid?

"You must have mistaken me with someone else who you are familiar with" The man said after a brief pause. This did nothing but make to deter Zola as the detail made it even more certain in her mind.

Striding up to the hooded M'iqote. She noted the half of centermeter she had on the man, just as she remembered.

G'raha didn't move he looked uncertain to what she was about to do. After a very brief pause Zola closed the distance, throwing her arms around him and burying her head in the crook of his neck.

"I missed you" the words were bearly audible but there was no mistaken it. His cover was utterly blown.