#god bless whoever sent that ask in

[fryday]

WE GOT A DIRECT ACKNOWLEDGEMENT AND PROMISE OF IT TAKES TWO PART 2 AND THAT'S ALL I NEED FROM THIS VIDEO

[saintzweig]

This is gonna be such a wild ask, but it’s inspired by a tiktok so don’t blame me. It’s a universal experience for some of us that as kids in school, we saw the gym teacher come into the class and try to “rizz” up the teacher by calling out a kid whose misbehaving. It was like their way of trying to get with the teacher? Anyways, I just noticed that pat in his little tennis outfit looks like a gym teacher dcjhefghjj. Like full stop.

Girl I don’t know. Make the reader a teacher of whatever subject and pat the hot gym teacher who always likes to bother her, coming into the class to do so and the kids don’t mind cuz they love him, and other stuff

OHHHH pleaseee omgomgomgomf

patrick finally giving up pro tennis after new rochelle and settling down in a small town with the prize money, where he gets a job as a gym teacher at a local middle school. you've been working there for atleast two years as an english teacher and you were assigned to show him around the school on his first day. and he tries to be professional and not make any advancements towards you but you're just so pretty and smart that he can't help but let a few comments slip.

fast forward a year later, he's the most popular teacher in school. maybe not the best teacher but he's good with kids, they think he's fun and cool and always so excited to see him. his office is right across from your room so whenever he has free time, he pops his head in with a grin, asking for a pen or a marker or anything he can think of. you only roll your eyes as your students say hi and chatter amongst themselves.

during assemblies, he'd always stand next to you and call out any students misbehaving. but not in a strict "kids, quiet down" way but more like "kids, we don't want to make ms. (name) angry now, do we?" in a soft teasing tone, they only shake their head no and mutter an apology to you. it annoys you a bit, feeling like he's undermining you but you think its cute how the kids listen to him so well.

one day, a 'rumor' that patrick likes you starts to spread and your students, being the little shitheads they are, starts teasing you more and more. "is mr.z your boyfriend?" "do you also like mr.z?" and patrick, of course, hearing this rumor starts coming by your room more than usual, causing an uproar among the kids in your room. he only brings a finger up to his lips to quiet them down before revealing the bouquet of flowers he was hiding behind him. he pushes it into your arms and immediately rushes out of the room without saying a word. and you're left standing there with your face red, holding the bouquet as you listen to your students start to freak out.

patrick is definitely going to get a beating once you get home to the small apartment you share :)

[sexynetra]

#1 for the boxer au?

1. What inspired me to write the fic this way

Oh gosh I had JUST started this blog and I was wanting to get into writing and publishing fic, and I got an anon message iirc saying they were looking for an anarcia one shot where Anetra was a fighter and Marcia’s protective girlfriend with some fluff of Marcia patching her up 😂 and I thought it would be a throwaway one shot because that was… the point of writing it, but then I got brain worms for that universe and also people seemed to receive it well and started asking for continuations??? So now when I want to write something low stress or get myself back into the groove of writing I write for the boxer au cause it’s like my safe comfortable universe that I have a million random stories for, and being able to write random vignettes instead of doing a whole long story in chronological order takes so much of the stress off 😂

[svt-luna]

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[seiya234]

happy tauniversary

this post is kind of late, because i was out with my kid all day at the corn maze.

a lot has changed since we started TAU

ten years ago I had been in maryland all of two months. my then-fiancee and i had moved from texas, where we both had lived our entire lives. i was not only planning our wedding (in texas!) but i was also starting my ph.d.

to say that i had a lot going on would be a huge understatement.

i had just gotten into gravity falls via tumblr- shout out to whoever made a gif set from 'the hand that rocks the mabel'- when i ran across zoey's original two to three posts. to this day i couldn't entirely tell you why my brain seized on this au, other than it did and it immediately went into hyperfocus mode.

before TAU, i hadn't really written any fanfic except for some discworld au and some drabbles here and there. but a post about future niblings really inspired me and before i knew it i was writing.

i started messaging @zillychu a LOT and god bless their heart they humored me and answered back. after about a month of accumulated posts they created the blog and began to mod it with @homebeccer and @ghostfiish . There was a brief period where @zillychu was thinking about stepping back from the blog and because i was an extremely over eager beaver, i practically kicked down the door of their inbox and begged to be a mod.

the rest, as they say, is history.

i had absolutely zero idea that this would last ten years. when i joined, i had no idea that we'd have a skype channel and then two (two!) discords, that there would be a wiki, that there would be fanvids and tiktoks and cosplay and of course the literal terabytes of fic and art.

to this day, it still thrills me to no end that y'all make art and fic of my OCs. never in my wildest dreams as a tiny baby weeb would i have ever thought that THAT would be a possibility.

a lot has changed for me in these ten years. i got married. i recently got divorced. i had a baby, and now that baby is a big girl and in kindergarten. it took dont-ask-how-long but i finally got the ph.d and now shamelessly introduce myself as Dr. Seiya everywhere i go.

and i made friends. @haberdashing and @avafalls from our early days (hey habby and avagator!) @skia-oura sent me a beautiful baby kimono from their home in Japan and I still have the beautiful log and flower arrangement @oreramar made me one christmas. (the hot chocolate is long gone lol) i've enjoyed so very deeply getting to know @toothpastecanyon, @feferipeixes and @avespecora (sorry i missed the eclipse!) i almost got detained at the canadian border for @marypsue (spoiler alert, don't tell canadian immigration you're staying with a friend from the internet but you don't know their home address)

the blog almost got deleted. we've had mods come and go as life happens and moves on. the blog is old enough i've been able to see trends happen, and characters become popular, fade away... then coming roaring back again. i've personally told the mods two times that i was stepping back from the blog For Real For Real (for real this time) because life was catching up to me and I just wasn't as in to it as I used to be only to come slinking back like the dirty liar I am. i see in your notes all the time that you all have been reading this since you were tweenagers which ngl does make me feel the cold breath of the grave on my mid-thirties back but also warms my heart.

@transcendence-au changed my life, and for the better.

thank you @zillychu for making a random one off hc post that exploded into something i don't think you could have ever predicted.

and thank you all (yes, you. you in the back. i like your shirt.) for your support and your love.

[mintharabaenrelore]

I wasn't satisfied with my previous post on Orin and Minthara, so here is the updated, more organized version.

Remember, on the Baldur's Gate 3 Wiki, Orin is described as Minthara's "former abuser".

"The drow woman was the only survivor, favored by Orin as the shapeshifter's new toy. She personally took Minthara into the towers' cellars and held the drow as the Absolute infected her with a mind flayer tadpole, making Minthara a True Soul.

The mental control of the Absolute deluded Minthara's mind. She found herself being almost infatuated by Orin the Red. The drow eagerly absorbed the shapeshifter's every word and took up arms in service of the new goddess."- Forgotten Realms Wiki

"Because of course she had great admiration and almost love for Orin"- Emma Gregory, Minthara's (very talented) VA

What do we know?

Minthara is terrified of Orin- she says so herself. She does not believe she can protect herself from her and asks the PC to do so.

Ketheric Thorm sent a True Soul and 2 novices to Menzoberranzan, 'preaching a message of togetherness'. Minthara killed them. She then used a 'simple act of necromancy'- likely Speak to the Dead, but as I said in my timeline, corpses don't speak to their killer, so I don't know how she did this. They informed her where to strke, and so she went to Moonrise Towers with a retinue of warriors and assassins. As she referred to them as 'her men', I believe they were all male.

She met Ketheric at a feast, he proposed an alliance between Moonrise and Menzoberranzan. During all of this, Orin was at the foot of the table, and Minthara notes she should have been more wary of her- the 'pale woman'. Then, Orin spoke for the first time. Minthara caught only her name. Orin then climbed across the table, 'a dagger in each hand', skipped toward her, 'slicing' the throats of her men as she passed by them. Ketheric held Minthara still, a hand on her shoulder, 'the grip tight enough to crack bone'.

Orin stood before her and touched a dagger to her eye, 'drawing out a tear of blood'. Why did she do this? It's possible it was to prepare for the tadpole's insertion, but knowing Orin, I believe she just likes stabbing eyes- that's what she does to whoever she kidnaps, after all. Anyways, Orin said, in these exact words, "I want this one." This is where things get vague.

Ketheric gave her permission, and Minthara never forgave him for 'handing' her to Orin. In fact, she says "For that, I hope Myrkul hollows out his bones and lets them be dust." Minthara was then taken 'below'- by Orin herself, I believe. (Whether that means she was dragged to the colony or injured already or something else, I can't be certain.)

Minthara was kept for days in the mind flayer colony by Orin herself. She was forced to watch as her men were processed as food and thralls. When Orin kidnaps someone, she appears to use a paralysis of some sort, so I theorize that's how Minthara was 'forced to watch'. Unsurprisingly, Minthara has 'grim' memories of the place.

Two contrasting statements are made about exactly how Minthara was tadpoled, but both directly involve Orin. Either Orin placed a tadpole in Minthara's eye herself, or she 'held' her down in a 'cocoon of flesh' (which may or may not mean a mind flayer pod; Minthara is familiar enough with mind flayers by this point that I think she would say so if it was) and 'laughed' at her fear as a mind flayer forced a parasite into her brain.

From that point on, Minthara was brainwashed, devoted to the Absolute. Orin was the Absolute's Chosen, who she believed to be speaking for her, and so Minthara 'worshipped' her. She thought she had found a home, a purpose, a new god. All her hopes and ambitions, encompassed in one person... or so she believed.

She says, "Orin was by my side. She told me that the Absolute had chosen me to be a True Soul. Blessed and adored. Now I know those memories are lies." Based off of the Wiki, I think she means Orin was lying to her, not that this never occurred.

One must ask, if Minthara was associating Orin with the Absolute, if Orin made the same connection, is she showing some sort of affection?

Whatever the case, during this all, the gruesome memory of her indoctrination was obscured, as during banter with Shadowheart, Minthara notes "I am glad my memories of the infection are not so clear."

Minthara didn't stay in the mind flayer colony for long. She says, "My indoctrination - my infection - took place at Moonrise, but I did not stay here for long. […] Ketheric recognized me as a soldier, and took me into his army immediately." Less fortunately, this doesn't mean she wasn't still seeing Orin from time to time.

At some point in the goblin camp, Orin may have visited her as a goblin says the Moonrise Types rarely visit Dror Ragzlin or Priestess Gut so the PC must be here for Minthara. Minthara has a flashback or a vision in which she listens as Orin 'whispers in her ear', getting closer and closer in a distinctly sinister manner. In Gut's scene, she is standing away from Gortash; in Ragzlin's, he is bowing. This makes Minthara's unique because 1. there is movement and 2. the power imbalance is evident, yet less so than in the other two.

How did Orin view her?

First off, why did Orin single Minthara out? Why did she choose her?

Remember, Orin wasn't supposed to kill Minthara's fellow drow. Here is the note found in Ketheric's room that references Minthara's "recruitment"-

“Sweeping up individual drow renegades is not giving us the cadre of Lolth-trained veterans I want for our staff and officer corps; we must be more ambitious. Agent Xilvre, True Soul 113, will be commanded to infiltrate Menzoberranzan itself, ideally House Baenre, ostensibly to proselytise on the behalf of the divine Absolute. I think Xilvre will be convincing in this role.

This intrusion will excite outrage among the Baenre matrons, who can be counted upon to send a warband to exterminate whoever was so rash as to promote anti-Lolth apostasy in their home. Xilvre will have left a clear trail back here to Moonrise Towers, where the warband will find, not a circle of ragtag heretics, but an army in the making. I will parley with the drow leader, but as we negotiate her warband will be ambushed, and every drow warrior we capture will be tadpoled. This accomplished, the warband leader will meet the same fate, and thus we shall acquire our cadre of hardened Underdark warriors. And all it will cost us is the life of loyal Agent Xilvre, but he is, truth be told, a tedious enthusiast and I will not miss him."

Here are some potential reasons that Orin spared her.

As Minthara herself points out not once but twice, she and Orin have similar traits. Orin also appears to understand her trust issues, as she says- when she kidnaps her and is impersonating her- that she believes the party will soon turn on her.

Orin is desperate for affection, devotion, because the Dark Urge was always Bhaal's favorite child. Minthara, a paladin, is just about the most devoted person you could ask for.

Perhaps, on some level, Orin missed Durge and wanted a replacement who was similar to them- deadly and cunning, a leader.

"I gave you this command because I saw something in you. Your efficiency- your ruthlessness- your killer's instinct."-Ketheric. This is why Ketheric valued her; perhaps Orin felt similarly.

But what do I believe, personally?

Orin is sadistic, we know this. She enjoys breaking her victims, physically and mentally- especially resilient ones. So, while it's unpleasant to think about, I believe the most likely reason is that Orin simply wanted to see someone so powerful and self-contained suffer.

I also think that Orin's childish personality is at work here, in some sort of twisted curiosity or fascination with this beautiful, ruthless stranger.

Anyways, I think Orin viewed Minthara as a plaything, a pet project, a toy. (Actually, considering the Forgotten Realms Wiki, this is canon.) Something she could hurt or use, something that would praise and adore her, 'worship' her, "adore" her (according to the Wiki). A fascination, an obsession, to whom she could manipulate however she pleased, to whom she could be God. Minthara's blind devotion was filling a void within Orin, sating that craving for approval and love.

It's confirmed Orin physically harmed Minthara- "I have faced Orin before and she left scars on me that will never heal. She will enjoy adding to them" and "I will dissect her for laying her blade on me again" (this confirms that Orin used Bloodthirst on her, as this is Minthara's line when she is Orin's victim and is freed during the battle) are two examples.

The note on Orin enjoying scarring her and how Minthara later says Orin will 'tease and toy' with them until she 'tires of the hunt' is also telling.

The treatment of Minthara by her lessers and superiors also suggests she was Orin's toy and everyone knew it- Balthazar refers to her as the PC's "pet drow", Zealot Malik says to "keep her on a tight leash",

I also think that Minthara was directly influenced as Orin's own "Chosen" or plaything, because she was far more bloodthirsty than usual; her torturers claim she was distracted by her desires for bloodlust, murder, and chaos, which sounds distinctly similar to our least-favorite Bhaalspawn. (Well. My least favorite Bhaalspawn.)

Did they have romantic relations?

I couldn't come to a conclusion previously, and while the evidence is imperfect, I think it's likely. (Remember, Minthara was under mind control and therefore not a willing party; which is obviously bad.)

I have a few reasons for thinking this.

Take the Grand Infernal Painting, for example- we know that Orin is capable of more than just bloodshed, she can make things weird. And Orin's impression of Minthara when she kidnaps her- "Will you watch when the others kill me? Will you hold my head back while they cut my throat? Will you whisper goodbyes as I gasp and bleed? Tempting tempting tempting. But not yet. Not yet." Take her statement about Minthara in the sewers- "Her skin will make a pretty pretty tapestry." In fact, take "I want this one," "I worshipped that woman", "Orin was by my side" etc.

When you ask Minthara "An old flame?" about Orin, she replies, "Jealous? You needn't be- when Orin is in my hands, her agony will nourish me." She also says "During my time in the cult, I came to know one of his"- Ketheric's- "co-conspirators all too well- Bhaal's blood-letter, Orin."

But I will remind you, there is not solid proof, just implications.

"It is hard to believe she is dead, after everything she did to me"- Minthara Baenre on Orin the Red

"We were both born of trauma"- Minthara Baenre on Orin the Red

[katzmultiverse]

i’ve realized recently how lucky i am that i was raised in a very open-minded, spiritual household.

while we went to church every week, no one told me about God or any sort of religious theology, because i was a child. i was sent to play in the nursery rather than listen and watch people cry on the stage about different religions and how they hope God or whoever they believe in gives them a break. i’m not describing it well, it was a while ago at our Unitarian Universalist church.

Mom and Dad only told me about how our family is pagan about a couple years ago, until then i hardly knew what religion i was supposed to follow, because Mom only talked about how i am the one who will change things for myself. i am the one who has to take action, even if i’ve blessed everything i own, i have to begin the changes myself, the rocks can’t do that for me.

anyways, about a year ago i told my mom about shifting, and it turns out she actually had already known about it. before that even, my therapist asked about it because another client was talking about it. i really wanted to ask who but, i knew she wouldn’t be able to tell me. i’ve even talked to my sister about shifting, she’s a bit weirded out by it, but she’s still open to the idea. i haven’t told Dad about it though, even though i tell him quite literally everything, i’m nervous to bring it up.

mom thinks about it as a sort of timeline type of thing, which is mildly confusing, but she still encourages me. it’s a bit awkward when she brings it up when the doctor talks about hallucinations, but she clarifies that it’s not a hallucination, and it seems like the psychiatrists believe us when we say it’s real.

when i see anti-shifters say that it’s just us being delusional, i’m reminded of how literally every medical professional that i’ve told about shifting, haven’t verbally questioned that it’s real.

i dunno where i was going with this. sorry guys, another ramble. i’m not good at long posts 😕 i’m gonna go to bed now, goodnight y’all 🤍

[stevenssticks]

CAN WE GET THREESOME WITH CHRIS AND EDDIE (him being sub) PLEASEEEEEE

WHOEVER SENT THIS IN BLESS YOU OMG. thinking about being between these two men rn. oh my god.

chris and eddie would be a dream together. chris would be sitting in an arm chair in your bedroom, watching you and eddie make out on his bed. he'd have a hand around his cock, watching the two of you closely. when he's had enough of waiting, he'd tell eddie, "eat her out, eds." and eddie of course is eager to please. he slides down your body, removing your shorts and panties. he blows hot air on your pussy, inhaling you and pressing a light kiss to your clit.

eddie's got a hand under himself, hips thrusting into the hand tight around his cock. he moans into your pussy, fucking your hole with his tongue, letting spit dribble down his chin. the slurping sounds coming from his mouth are obscene, making your legs shake and chris' hand tighten around his own cock. "suck on her clit, baby, good boy..." chris directs, and eddie is eager to do exactly what he says.

when chris decides you're ready, he urges eddie to get up. walking over to the bed, he orders eddie to get on his back. chris gets you up onto your knees, urging you to straddle him, chris' own cock pressing up against your ass as you press down on eddie's cock. eddie whines, long and high. hips twitching up into you. chris keeps his grip on your hips, helping you move up and down on eddie's cock. "she feel good, eddie? i bet she does. so tight and wet. make it good for her." eddie is thrusting his hips up to meet yours, but chris isn't satisfied with the job he's doing.

he lifts you off eddie, "go sit at the edge of the bed for a sec, eds." and then chris is leaning up against the headboard, helping you straddle him and then fucking up into you hard and fast. eddie comes over to the two of you, rubbing up behind you and kissing up your neck, massaging your tits in his big hands, beard grazing your neck.

suddenly, chris once again picks you up and flips you around, letting eddie fuck you from behind once again. chris comes up in front of you, tapping the tip of his dick to your lips, wet with your slick. eddie presses down over you as you moan around chris' cock. his thrusts get sloppy, hand reaching under you to rub at your clit as you scream for the both of them.

"oh fuck, i'm cumming, chris.. can i cum?" eddie asks, and chris nods to him. eddie immediately blows his load inside you, hips stuttering wildly as he presses down on your clit even harder. chris takes your head in both his hands, pushing you down on him all the way, as he cums down your throat with a loud groan. "atta girl... swallow it all. so good... you gonna cum too?"

you spasm around eddie's over sensitized cock, electricity shooting up your spine, legs trembling.

when you are all spent, chris does a little dash to the bathroom, getting a warm cloth while you wait with eddie, laying on top of him. chris would wipe you both down, and then himself, before getting into bed with the two of you. telling you how good you did for him, how good you made him feel, eddie and him pressing kisses all over you<333

[the-lesser-light]

Letter to Ovadiah the Convert by Maimonides

Thus says Moses, the son of Rabbi Maimon, one of the exiles from Jerusalem, who lived in Spain: I received the question of the master Ovadiah, the wise and learned convert, may God reward him for his work, may a perfect reward be bestowed upon him by the God of Israel, under whose wings he has sought cover.

You ask me if you, too, are allowed to say in the blessings and prayers you offer alone or in the congregation: “Our God” and “God of our Fathers,”

“You who have sanctified us through Your command- ments,” “You who have separated us,” “You who have chosen us,” “You who have inherited us,” “You who have brought us out of the land of Egypt,” and more of this kind.

Yes, you may say all this in the prescribed order and not change it in the least. In the same way as every Jew by birth says his blessing and prayer, you, too, shall bless and pray alike, whether you are alone or pray in the congregation.

The reason for this is that Abraham our Father taught the people, opened their minds, and revealed to them the true faith and the unity of God; he rejected the idols and abolished their adoration; he brought many children under the wings of the Divine Presence; he gave them counsel and advice, and ordered his sons and the members of his household after him to keep the ways of God forever, as it is written,

“For I have known him to the end that he may com- mand his children and his household after him, that they may keep the way of God, to do righteousness and justice” (Genesis 18:19).

Ever since then, whoever adopts Judaism and confess- es the unity of the Divine Name, as it is prescribed in the Torah, is counted among the disciples of Abraham our Father, peace be with him. Therefore, you shall pray, “Our God” and “God of our Fathers,” because Abraham, peace be with him, is your father.

And you shall pray, “You who have taken our fathers for Your own” for the land has been given to Abraham, as it is said, “Walk through the land in the length of it and in the breadth of it; for I will give to you” (Genesis 13:17).

There is no difference whatsoever between you and us. You shall certainly say the blessing, “Who has chosen us,” “Who has given us,” “Who have taken us for Your own,” and “Who has separated us,” for the Creator, may God be extolled, has indeed chosen you and separated you from the nations and given you the Torah.

For the Torah has been given to us and to the converts, as it is said, “One ordinance shall be both for you of the con- gregation and also for the stranger that sojourns with you, an ordinance forever in your generations; as you are, so shall the stranger be before Adonai” (Numbers 15:15).

Know that our fathers, when they came out of Egypt, were mostly idolaters; they had mingled with the pagans in Egypt and imitated their way of life, until the Holy One, may He be blessed, sent Moses our Teacher, the master of all prophets, who separated us from the nations and brought us under the wings of the Divine Presence, us and all converts, and gave to all of us one Law.

Do not consider your origin as inferior. While we are the descendants of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob, you derive from the One through whose word the world was created. As is said by Isaiah: “One shall say I am Adonai's and another shall call himself by the name of Jacob” (Isaiah 44:5). -Translation from A Maimonides Reader, edited by Isadore Twersky (1972).

[gamergirlbonestaskforce141riot]

Familia mea mea est domus – My family is my home

I loved @mistydeyes medical checkup thingy here and got a little inspired, so thanks for that, hun

Unedited because I wrote this on a whim

Tagging my usuals that asked, just because: @glitterypirateduck @letsreadallday @jamesrifftapes @sofasoap @mmyrrhh

A soft knock on his office's door made Price look up briefly.

''Come in''

The door opened swiftly, even before the last word was uttered, and Riot stepped inside, closing behind her hurriedly. Then, without asking, she all but collapsed on the chair in front of him.

''Oh, good you're here, I need clarification on what this means, my German is a bit rusty...'' Price leaned back in his chair, leaving his fountain pen and looking up again, but the slight grin on his face disappeared when he saw her eyes.

Her haunted, wide eyes.

''Kid''

Riot's blue-gray eyes - no, Christine's - looked straight into his, unblinking, and he noticed that just as she sat down, her right knee had started bouncing wildly.

''I have my physical checkup'' Even her voice sounded lower than normal, strained, controlled. ''In half an hour''

''I know'' Price nodded, still lost about what could have happened. ''What's the matter, kid?''

''Can you come with me?''

''... what?''

She moved slightly in the chair, visibly uncomfortable, but her eyes didn't waver and still stared at him, desperate, pleading.

''In my file there's specifications that say I only want female personnel in the physical checkup'' When Price nodded again, Christine tried to overcome the knot in her throat. ''I was just there. There's only male personnel working at the moment. They told me Dr. Benítez was on break and wouldn't be back till noon''

''Can't they move your appointment to when she's in?'' Price was already shutting down his laptop, knowing where this was going, and feeling the exasperation boiling inside. Fucking idiots everywhere.

''They said I could either do the checkup now with the personnel that was in or they would put in my file that I refused to do it'' Christine's voice was even lower now, her fingers tapping furiously on her thighs, and her right knee still bouncing. ''Price, I can't...''

Half an hour later, Price was sitting uncomfortably right in front of the door of the room where Dr. Benitez and a female nurse were performing the physical exam on Sgt. Vega. It had cost him only five minutes of raising his voice at the incompetent idiot in charge of the clinic for the day, and a personal call to Dr. Benitez's phone (who had been appalled by the situation and cut her break short, God blessed that woman, and told off herself the idiots at the reception).

''I know. I'll fix this'' Price stood up and walked around his desk to offer his hand to her. ''Come on, kid, we're gonna give them a piece of our minds''

*

To pass the time, he had sent a text to Heather, explaining the situation, and her answer had been almost instant, and indignant.

I personally put in her file she was NOT to be examined physically by any male presenting person. I'm going to raise hell at whoever is ignoring the personal notes in people's files.

Great, now Heather was in the warpath too. Sighing, Price was about to put his phone away when he got a message from Nikolai, some stupid short video of something he had found on the internet.

For a second he considered telling him, but decided against it. There was no need to have an angry Russian mercenary storming into the base demanding to behead someone for upsetting his solnysh... solhn... his sunshine.

Price also wondered why she hadn't asked Soap or Gaz, or Ghost, but was still musing over it when the door opened and Christine stepped out, talking with Dr. Benitez.

It was like night and day. Now she looked her usual self, or at least her usual masking self, chatty and bright, confident and brilliant. Dr. Benitez nodded at Price and then went back inside, and Christine walked over to him as he stood up.

''All set, kid?''

''All set, sir'' She smiled, and then offered him a lollipop. Price stared at it for a second and then at her eyes, unable to avoid grinning when he saw the usual mischief in there. How in the world he had ended with two Soap in the same unit was beyond him, but it made him feel thankful everyday.

''Really? A lollie?''

''She gave me one and I asked for another one for you'' Christine shrugged, with a cheeky grin. He noticed with sadness how the left corner of her lips was uneven, twisted due to the scar, but he admired her 'fuck it all' attitude about it and her refusal to wear her mask most of the time.

''Oh, thank you then'' Price accepted the lollipop and both unwrapped them as they walked to the exit. ''I'm glad I was still around to come with you. I bet if Ghost, Soap and Gaz had arrived sooner from the drill with the rookies they would have been happy to accompany you''

Christine hummed quietly, enjoying the lollipop, but when he finished talking she looked up at him.

''They were already back when I asked you''

Price opened the door for her, and stared at her hair as she stepped out. She had gone to him, for support and safety, even when she could have chosen any of the other Sergeants or Ghost. Price was well aware of the something brewing between the Lieutenant and her, and that her and Soap were practically siblings, and that Gaz and her were thick as thieves too... but still, she had sought him out instead of them... His heart swelled.

''Alright, sunshine'' Price ruffled her hair playfully, grinning when she protested. ''I think we've earned a coffee. Let's go find the rest of the muppets. My treat''

[dent-de-leon]

Obsessed with the idea of Molly being terrified of Lucien, wanting nothing to do with him and insisting that that person is dead because he was scared that Lucien just naturally desired to be cruel and that was something he never ever wanted.

But then Lucien comes back and Molly realising that Lucien largely doesnt WANT to be cruel. But he's been so warped by pain and fear that he thinks that control and possession and manipulation is the only way to keep people from hurting you.

And Molly is like "Oh honey no.... let's get you some therapy."

Molly never wanted to be cruel, ever. But helping someone in pain learn to open up to gentleness and vulnerability? To show kindness? That scares him a lot less and it's what finally leads to their peace. To Kingsley.

Acknowledging and healing Lucien's pain and fear allowed them both to be better

yES!! Mollymauk is so haunted by the little glimpses he sees of Lucien's past, lives in constant fear of those terrifying moments when another life bleeds through. "Whoever it was came to that end, and I want nothing to do with that. Whatever it was, it doesn't feel good when I--when something creeps through, I don't like it. I don't want anything to do with it. I was happy! I liked the circus! The circus was great!"

He crawled his way out of an unmarked grave and woke all alone in the world, reaching for a red moon in the dark. He's always been aware just how fragile his life is, afraid that he'd be sent back to the grave, that his charmed little life at the circus could be torn away from him at any moment--as could his loved ones, like Lestera.

Mollymauk always seemed to believe his time was short, so he always tries to make the most of it. Which involved running away from the past--from anything that could shatter the tentative peace he tried so hard to keep. Whoever Lucien was, Molly knows just enough to instinctively fear him, to believe that all his loved ones would abandon him if they ever knew the truth. During the Zone of Truth, he confesses that, "A lot of this was in the hopes that maybe it would never happen; keep moving, keep quiet."

So I can't agree more--watching Mollymauk face his greatest fear, seeing him finally confront Lucien after all this time--and he's still kind and compassionate enough to try and help him? After everything he did? It's such a pleasant surprise, and just a testament to his character and bleeding heart. I don't think there's many people who'd be able to look at this dark mirror of themselves and have the capacity for love and forgiveness that Molly does.

But of course Mollymauk still wants to help him, still genuinely cares for him. It's, "That's not how we are, Lucien. We love broken things the most." And, "I know what the others think, but the truth is...How do I put this...The world is harsh and cruel, and I don't seem to be able to just walk on by. You see a wrong? You fix it." He saw how much Lucien was suffering, he saw just how painfully alike they are--that they were both "broken," shattered souls--and he couldn't just leave him. He couldn't. Mollymauk just can't bear to abandon someone, and it breaks my heart.

And I think a big part of Lucien's fall also stems from just how much self loathing and disgust he wallowed in, how he clings so desperately to the idea he has this "glint." That he was meant for bigger, better things, that he's somehow fated for so much more--that there's an escape from his painful, bloodstained past in Shadycreek. I think Beau really struck a nerve when she asked, "Do you think you're special, Lucien? I mean, someone who wakes up every day, and thinks they're different, blessed." Because god, he wants to be. He wants to be someone capable and powerful and worthy, craves it more than anything, even as he keeps running away.

He holds onto a stack of letters from his sister that he absolutely treasures, yet he doesn't dare answer any of them--too paralyzed with fear at what she'd think, terrified she'd see the person he'd become. He thinks he's not good enough to go back to her, has nothing at all to offer her. And I think that's part of why he bought into the Somnovem so quickly; he was desperate for a way out. A chance to be more. He needs to have this glint Cree mentioned, because then there's still hope. He can still be someone fortunate enough to take care of his sister, to get them away from Shadycreek forever. He can still be one of the heroes in the little plays he used to perform. He can still change his fate. And, most tempting of all, he can bring his family back.

And it's so sad that his self-depreciation and guilt started so young, that even as a child, he was tormented by all the atrocities his parents forced him to be complicit in. Until Lucien couldn't bear what they'd turned him into anymore, and he makes sure they can't hurt anyone else ever again. "After a while I couldn't let it go on, couldn't look at myself or live with myself, so I burned the caravan with all three of them inside, took my sister, and that was that...No more little songs. No more farces."

Mollymauk is fascinating, because he's another facet of Lucien. He was born from the very same soul. So in one sense, I think Molly reconnecting with Lucien is so beautiful, because it really does feel like a kind of self love and acceptance. But in another way, I think they're almost like family too. It really struck me that Kingsley called Molly a "brother;" just the way that he said, "Everyone should have a brother." It's such a sweet sentiment, especially considering that Lucien had a brother--someone he lost so long ago.

A corpse left buried in the snow. An empty puppet. A hollow, ghastly reminder of the person he once knew. Lucien had a brother, and they were killed, their body desecrated by their own parents. He had a sister, who he was willing to sacrifice everything for, and it still wasn't enough. In the end, even she doesn't trust him anymore, and he's entirely alone. So then here's Molly, and he does the one thing that Aldreda and the rest of his family never did. He decides to stay with Lucien. To reach a hand to him when he needs it the most.

In many ways, Molly is the family that Lucien always wished for. Ironically? If they actually were siblings, I think Lucien would've been very protective of him. Even as things are, Lucien still starts to grow a bit fond of Mollymauk in spite of himself. Starts to slowly regret the life he'd taken from him, as loathe as he is to admit it. "Nothing about this has been easy, and our hard work is at an end. Our chats have been...edifying. Goodbye, Tealeaf. You won't survive where I'm going."

I do think the end of the novel really did reassure me about a lot of why I found C2 heartbreaking, because I like that Molly and Lucien both decided to come back together. That it was a choice they both made, and they both live on as Kingsley. It's Molly getting another chance and yet deciding to bring Lucien back with him, because Molly thinks he deserves it too. It's neither of them being alone. It's both of them returning to the Nein, hand in hand, and deciding to try again--

[johnwickluva]

Cleaner

Summary: you’re a cleaner and you fuck John Wick. Smut 18+

Word count: 1.6k

AN: whoever sent in this request god bless you bc this is what I do for a living. I posted this but wanted to tweak it a bit so here’s a reupload.

You were laying in bed when you got a text from your boss.

You know that big house in Mill Neck? Need someone to clean, you were requested.

You raised your eyebrow at the text. Requested? Well it made sense, you had actually become friends with the owner of the house, John. He was a widow who lived alone in a huge, beautiful house. It took you about two hours to clean the place. You were actually excited to go to work.

You got up and got into your ugly company uniform. It made you cringe when you wore it, you wished he could see you in your clothes that you wore everyday. You looked much better. Looking at yourself over one more time you decided you looked good enough. When you were ready you headed out the door and got in your car.

The drive there was twenty minutes and you couldn’t help but daydream. John was a handsome man that you felt like you flirted with. Everyone else at the shop, your coworkers, would say he was silent and didn’t speak to them besides to greet them and say thanks and goodbye. When you worked though, the two of you would have conversations, ones that would leave you blushing.

You pulled up to his house and grabbed all your supplies.

“Hello! New York cleaning!” You announced while walking in.

“Welcome.” He said with a smile. “You look beautiful today.”

Already with the compliments.

“Thanks and you don’t look too bad yourself.” You responded.

Something felt different about this time. You don’t know what it was but the atmosphere felt heavy. John was staring at you unabashedly, in a way you’d never seen him stare at you before. The two of you made your way into the kitchen and you set your stuff down. You were looking down in your bin for a rag and cleaner when he asked you a question.

“Would you like a coffee?”

You thought about it for a moment before nodding your head yes. John made his way to his cabinet and pulled out two coffee cups.

“You don’t have to start yet. We can have a cup of coffee first.” He offered, sounding just a little shy.

“Okay.”

The two of you just made small chit chat while John couldn’t stop complimenting you. This wasn’t unusual but he was definitely more bold today. Every time he complimented you, you’d give one right back. When the two of you finished your coffees you grabbed both your mugs and started to hand wash them.

Although washing dishes wasn’t in the contract you did while you were here, liking to do extra for John. You grabbed the towel he kept by the stove to dry the glasses and put them away. When you turned to look at him he was really close to you. His hand came to caress the side of your face.

“Normally I’m not so bold, but you bring something out in me.”

“In this uniform?” You asked.

He chuckled.

“You still look like a piece of art.”

John came closer and grabbed your hips before bringing his lips to your ear.

“How long are we gonna play this game?” He asked.

You felt yourself grow wet.

“I haven’t showered yet I need…” you stopped as you heard him growl.

John’s dirty little secret. He grabbed the sides of your face and pulled you into a kiss. He sucked on your bottom lip before licking it. You gasped and he shoved his tongue into your mouth. Yours immediately came to greet his and they swirled together. His hand went down to rub you through your pants.

You groaned out and let him do what he wanted because it felt so good.

“So you’re a dirty man?” You moaned against his lips.

John twirled you around and pinned you to the island, bending you over.

“Yeah.”

His hands held your arms to the table. He pulled your pants down and felt yourself get wetter at the action. He let his fingers explore your folds before his hand came up to rub your clit. A moan left your throat as his fingers worked slowly. You couldn’t believe this was happening. When you were wet enough, he took two fingers and started to pump them in you.

“You like that?” He asked.

“Yes. Fuck yes.” You groaned, hitting your forehead on the marble.

This was not what you were expecting to happen when you came into work today but you were sure glad you took the call in. His thumb rubbed your clit every time he fucked you with his fingers. He sped up his pace and tried to get them in as deep as he could. You were a moaning mess.

If it wasn’t for him holding you up, you think you would’ve fallen to the floor. Your thighs and legs were shaking as he fingered you. You were so wet and warm, he couldn’t wait to put himself inside you. He almost groaned at the thought. After about five minutes you felt the coil in your belly tighten and snap.

You let out a loud moan as you thrust yourself against John’s fingers, essentially fucking yourself with his digits. He moaned at the sight before pulling his fingers out and bringing them up to his lips. He licked his fingers clean, all while groaning. You tasted fantastic. Then you heard him zip down his pants and them hit the floor.

You fantasized about this all the time and it was finally coming true. Then you felt the tip of John’s penis drag from your vaginal opening to your clit before back down. You could tell he was thick and big. He was toying with you and you couldn’t help but shake your ass a bit, tempting him on. You pushed back and felt him enter you.

“Shit…” He shuddered.

Within seconds John was pumping in and out of you. You were moaning and groaning as you had never felt such pleasure and so full before. He was definitely the biggest man you had ever been with. It was a lovely feeling. His hands were on your hips as he pulled you onto him and then pushed you off. Your hands scratched at the marble counter.

John was grunting out with every thrust. The two of you were fucking like animals. You couldn’t help but wonder if your boss had any idea what was going on. Probably not and it just made the whole situation ten times hotter. You hoped this would become a regular thing. He picked up his pace and squeezed your ass.

The fat flesh in the palm of John’s hands mesmerized him. He leaned down so his chest was pressed up against your back and his hand snuck in between you to mess with your clit. You cried out and arched into him. His fingers and hips worked fast, trying to bring you to another orgasm.

“Fuck you feel so good.” He grunted out.

“Oh god…”

You felt the pressure again and grabbed onto the ledge, the fiery explosion running throughout your whole body. Your body jerked and twitched as he held onto your body, continuing to rub your clit. A squeak left you as you were extremely sensitive. You felt like your legs were going to give out and we’re glad he was holding you up.

Within seconds his hips twitched and he pulled out, jerking off fast before coming into his own hands with a long groan. You held onto the ledge of the counter and felt yourself sticking from your sweat. He helped you up and you stumbled a bit. You smiled at him and kissed him, deeply.

Nobody had ever made you feel so good.

John pulled away, letting out a chuckle and washed his hands. Then he pulled his pants back up and helped you pull yours up as well. He grabbed your ass one more time and gave you a quick peck on your lips.

“Do you fuck all your cleaning ladies?” You asked, joking but secretly hoping this was just with you.

“No.” He shook his head.

You felt your heart soar.

“Wanna go lay on the couch?”

“I have to clean.”

John looked at you like you had two heads.

“I’m not making you clean after that.” He said.

You laughed and grabbed his hand taking him up on his offer. You brought his wrist up to your hand and looked at the time on his watch.

“I have one hour.”

As the two of you made your way to the couch he looked at his watch.

“Maybe I can request a deep clean, keep you here for a few more hours.”

You giggled and slapped his shoulder.

“Why? So when the other women come here next they can make fun of how horrible I did because I didn’t do anything?” You asked.

John looked like he was thinking for a moment.

“I don’t even need anyone to clean. Do you want to come over for dinner sometime?”

“Isn’t dinner supposed to come first?” You joked and he laughed.

“Usually.”

You smiled at him and nodded your head.

“Dinner and hopefully another fuck.”

John laughed and pulled you onto his lap. Then it hit you.

“Oh my god you planned this! My boss told me you requested me.” You started laughing.

John’s face turned bright red.

“I didn’t plan… that. That just happened. I was just going to ask you if you’d like dinner sometime.” He shrugged.

Not that either of you cared. The fuck was good. You laughed again and laid your head onto his chest.

“I’m glad it happened.”

He just hummed in agreement and the two of you sat like that until it was time for you to go.

[mybeautifulchristianjourney]

1 My friends, how I wish with all my heart that my own people might be saved! How I pray to God for them! 2 I can assure you that they are deeply devoted to God; but their devotion is not based on true knowledge. 3 They have not known the way in which God puts people right with himself, and instead, they have tried to set up their own way; and so they did not submit themselves to God's way of putting people right. 4 For Christ has brought the Law to an end, so that everyone who believes is put right with God.

Salvation Is for All

5 Moses wrote this about being put right with God by obeying the Law: “Whoever obeys the commands of the Law will live.” 6 But what the scripture says about being put right with God through faith is this: “You are not to ask yourself, Who will go up into heaven?” (that is, to bring Christ down). 7 “Nor are you to ask, Who will go down into the world below?” (that is, to bring Christ up from death). 8 What it says is this: “God's message is near you, on your lips and in your heart”—that is, the message of faith that we preach. 9 If you confess that Jesus is Lord and believe that God raised him from death, you will be saved. 10 For it is by our faith that we are put right with God; it is by our confession that we are saved. 11 The scripture says, “Whoever believes in him will not be disappointed.” 12 This includes everyone, because there is no difference between Jews and Gentiles; God is the same Lord of all and richly blesses all who call to him. 13 As the scripture says, “Everyone who calls out to the Lord for help will be saved.”

14 But how can they call to him for help if they have not believed? And how can they believe if they have not heard the message? And how can they hear if the message is not proclaimed? 15 And how can the message be proclaimed if the messengers are not sent out? As the scripture says, “How wonderful is the coming of messengers who bring good news!” 16 But not all have accepted the Good News. Isaiah himself said, “Lord, who believed our message?” 17 So then, faith comes from hearing the message, and the message comes through preaching Christ.

18 But I ask: Is it true that they did not hear the message? Of course they did—for as the scripture says:

“The sound of their voice went out to all the world; their words reached the ends of the earth.” 19 Again I ask: Did the people of Israel not understand? Moses himself is the first one to answer: “I will use a so-called nation to make my people jealous; and by means of a nation of fools I will make my people angry.” 20 And Isaiah is even bolder when he says, “I was found by those who were not looking for me; I appeared to those who were not asking for me.”

21 But concerning Israel he says, “All day long I held out my hands to welcome a disobedient and rebellious people.” — Romans 10 | Good News Translation (GNT) Good News Translation® (Today’s English Version, Second Edition) © 1992 American Bible Society. All rights reserved. Cross References: Leviticus 18:5; Deuteronomy 6:25; Deuteronomy 30:12; Deuteronomy 30:14; Deuteronomy 32:21; Job 42:5; Psalm 19:4; Proverbs 1:24; Isaiah 28:16; Isaiah 53:1; Joel 2:32; Matthew 10:32; Mark 9:32; Luke 8:31; Acts 7:59; Acts 13:39; Acts 21:20; Romans 1:15; Romans 9:30-31; Romans 9:33; Titus 1:3

Notes: In Romans Chapter 10, Paul talks about the importance of confessing Jesus as Lord and Savior, and how that confession is necessary for salvation.

Key Passages in Romans 10

[scribeforchrist-blog]

Truly Hearing

MEMORY VERSE OF THE WEEK

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+ Jeremiah 17:7: “Blessed is the man who trusts in the Lord, whose trust is the Lord.

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VERSE OF THE DAY

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+ Hebrews 2:1 Therefore we must pay much closer attention to what we have heard, lest we drift away from it.

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SUBJECT: Truly Hearing

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** SAY THIS BEFORE YOU READ; HERE’S SOME CHRISTIAN TRUTHS **

I AM HEARING GOD

I AM NOT SPIRITUALLY DEAF

I AM WALKING WITH HIM

I AM NOT CONFUSED

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THOUGHTS:

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  We can listen to 2 hours of a podcast, 30 minutes of YouTube, and 1 hour’s worth of Instagram, but when God speaks, when do we give him the time? And if he spoke right now, would you know it was him or your thoughts? When we don’t give him the time to be in our lives and the time to hear him, how will we know he speaks its classic verse that the Holy Spirit keeps saying to me,”    

  “John 10:27 My sheep hear my voice, and I know them, and they follow me:”

    If we truly know Jesus when he speaks, could we say that’s him, follow him, or would we be lost? We are often lost on our journey because we don’t listen to him; we are too busy to stop and see what he has planned for our lives. The disciples followed Jesus around, listened to his teaching, and saw he was the Messiah; they followed and were eager to learn because they knew if they followed him, he would lead them to where they wanted to go, which was on the right road to heaven they wanted to be sure they wanted to follow they wanted to hear. They wanted the world to know about him because they had the greatest opportunity on earth: to follow Jesus.

 Verse 42-43 Jesus said to them, “If God were your Father, you would love me, for I have come here from God. I have not come on my own; God sent me. 43 Why is my language not clear to you? Because you are unable to hear what I say.

  If we love Jesus and say we want to do what is right if we say we are Christians and believe him, we will follow him and do what his word says; his word and the message are clear, but we don’t understand. We can’t hear because we are spiritually deaf to the things of the light. I remember listening to a song I loved at one time, and I was singing and snapping my fingers, and my dad looked at me; he said have you read the lyrics to that song? And I said no, I just love this song, and he said go back and listen to it and read the lyrics.

   Later that night, I went online and found the lyrics and listened to the song and what I thought it was saying it wasn’t, and the reason why I thought it was saying one thing was because I wasn’t listening; I was so fixated on what I wanted to hear that I ignored the original lyrics and that some of us now, some of us are so blinded by having things our way and doing things our way that when we hear the words or read the words we don’t hear it because we are making it fit our lives instead of allowing the words speak to us and change us.

   John 16:13 When the Spirit of truth comes, he will guide you into all the truth, for he will not speak on his authority, but whatever he hears, he will speak, and he will declare to you the things to come.

   We can't hear the truth of God or his voice because we are not ready or care enough to hear it. The Holy Spirit asks us to hear him when he speaks and applies the word to our lives, and many of us won't do it. We won't make time, but we have time for what we want to hear and what we want in our lives. To live a Christian and holy lifestyle, we must hear him when he speaks so he can mold us into holiness.

   The word tells us whoever has ears, let them hear. We must hear, use our ears, and truly hear him speak; we allow only the good things to apply to us, but what about the hard things? What about the things in our life we shouldn’t have, and the word is saying to remove? What about the things holding us into a sinful lifestyle or living a dead lifestyle? If we are living in sin, we are dead, and until we allow the Word to enlighten us, we won’t come into the light of God.

 *** Today, we learned about hearing God's voice and letting his truth come to us, and his truth has guided us. He is truth and what he wants us to love is the truth. Everyone thinks they know the truth of God, and some don’t because sometimes we allow our standards to be what we think God's standards are, and it shouldn’t be that way; our standards must align with God’s word, and sometimes God won’t speak in an audible voice he will direct us with his word, or he will allow the Holy Spirit to unction us. Still, we must be open to allowing those cues to be visible.

  We do this by asking God to give us ears to hear when we pray because we can hear, but do we hear him? Do we fully embrace what the lord is trying to tell us? Sometimes, we ignore him because it’s not what we want to do, but when we are stuck in a season, maybe the question we should be asking is, did I miss the sign? Did I miss your voice? because God isn’t making us hear him; he’s not going to set up caution signs to slow down us down , because hearing him and feeling the unctions and reading his word is his CAUTION SIGN , but he will speak and wait for us to do as he likes; it’s up to us to follow him.©Seer~ Prophetess Lee

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Heavenly Father, thank you so much for everything. Lord, forgive us of the sins we have done; help us to stand with you and to hear your voice. Lord, give us strength not to waver. Help us to hear you precisely and not what we want to hear. Lord, we desire to follow you but sometimes we allow fear to overtake us. We stall because we aren’t sure, but we ask you to help us trust in you and help us believe in your plan and your will for our lives. Lord, we claim peace in our lives; we claim victory over addictions and sins in our lives; in Jesus Name, Amen

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+ Romans 15:13 May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace in believing, so that by the power of the Holy Spirit you may abound in hope.

 

+ John 10:16 And I have other sheep not of this fold. I must bring them also, and they will listen to my voice. So there will be one flock, one shepherd.

 

+ Psalm 5:3 O Lord, in the morning you hear my voice; in the morning I prepare a sacrifice for you and watch.

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FURTHER READINGS

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Proverbs 2

Revelation 16

Mark 13

Lamentations 5

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[catsi]

GOD BLESS whoever sent the anon ask about Primals in our ffxiv dnd campaign, the answer is YES we have fought some and i NEED to draw some additional sketches to convey to u how fucking cool these fights were. i am working on it sooooo hard rn

[rukia-writes]

Greetings, to prevent myself from sounding repetitive I will be using a Thesaurus to state my opinions of your blog. *insert throat clearing* Vis record is guilelessly prodigious! (that is to say, your blog is simply amazing!) As well, (im pretty sure requests are open...) could I get some SnV/RoR Aphrodite relationship headcanons with a human reader? Like they're just a normal person. If not that's fine, no hard feelings, your blog is still killer! Thanks for taking the time to read this!

Thank you for your kind words ♥️

Human or not, Aphrodite loves and loves whole heartedly. Depending on what era, Aphrodite wants to bond with her human lover any way she can.

If they like hunting, she wants to go even though she’d rather not in a ancient era. Modern era, going shopping or to a football game she wants to go. (She knows about sports but plays innocent so her human lover can explain it to her and she gets to be close.

If the gods are planning on sending an earthquake near where her lover stays, she warns them. If the gods are planning some divine retribution she warns them. She also tries to stop this from happening if she doesn’t send the gods wrath somewhere else and she tries not give away that she has a human lover.

Which brings us to, she tries to hide that she has a human lover since (most likely) having a human lover is not a good thing, especially in the modern era. (The gods really don’t like humans) but! It could be a blessing! If she sees the good side in her lover.

It’s a 50/50 chance someone knows Aphrodite has a lover, they may not know they are human but they she has one as she always smiles and talks about how lovely the day is and it’s raining. (She’s got sunshine on a cloudy 🌥️ day)

This only pertains to Valhalla, once she comes to earth/Midgard she wants or would want everyone to know who her human lover was with. 🎀Her🎀 shes going to pout if her human lover doesn’t want to show her off, she’ll think her human lover might have someone else. Which brings us to…

Aphrodite is the sweetest lover, but don’t make her jealous. She’s very scary when she’s jealous or made and whoever is in the way…will be dealt with if someone doesn’t intervene. She means no harm, but if her human lover is paying attention to another good looking human more than her she’s not happy. Don’t get Aphrodite wrong, she wants her human lover to be happy and to be freely about just if she notices a good looking person is hitting on her human lover her claws come out.

Aphrodite! Could also pout about the situation, she may not show her claws it just depends on her mood. Aphrodite could be extra cuddly with her human lover and ask why they were so nice to so and so. (She’s also very, very cuddly in private if her lover isn’t into PDA) example; she’ll wrap her arms around their arm and lean in all sweet like while giving her human lover those sweet eyes of hers and ask why they like another human more than her, a goddess.

I do believe, once Aphrodite loves she loves truly and she doesn’t want to be away from her human lover, so sometimes she’ll try and see if she can somehow make them cheat death. (Even though they go Valhalla) I believe it’s just the overall thought of her lover dying one day that makes her sad and so she spends much more time with her human lover than she would if her lover was a god or goddess.

Sends letters to her humans lover all the time, it’s a wonder no one in Valhalla doesn’t notice all the doves being sent out to earth/Midgard. Because she writes all the time. This is why it depends on the era her lover is in, if it’s before the time of the cellphone she’ll write her letters as she doesn’t want the other gods and goddess to find out, if it’s after then she probably text and write letters (as they have that romantic connection) but she’ll lean towards texting her human lover.

Before she leaves back for Valhalla she always gives her human lover a kiss, whether it’s on the lips or cheek or forehead. It’s mandatory. No fuss. When she comes back from Valhalla she’ll have a gift ready to give her human lover. ♥️

🎄Rukia-Writes🎄