#i have to write waaaay faster

[bonefall]

how do surrogacies for cats in another Clan work, socially? With honor siring you don't have to stick around once the cat you're siring for is pregnant; but with surrogacies you're going through an entire pregnancy and kitting process, which your Clan will probably catch onto at some point. Do you just... go off to give birth and come back and tell your Clan "bad news they didn't make it :( they all got uhhh eaten by a hawk sry all" after dropping them off with the cats you surrogated for

The out of universe reason is simple logistics. Some parents can't give birth but they still need a visit from the stork, with how small Clan sizes are.

In-universe, it's a whole process.

MOST surrogacies are done by family, or are in-Clan. A sibling who is able to get pregnant will do so, with the expectation that their family member will take and raise the kits.

More are done on a sort of "open book" policy. Onestar and Whitetail are an example of this; One wanted kits and asked White, but didn't want to coparent. She agreed, and neither one kept it a secret.

So Whitetail is not Heathertail's MOTHER, but it is known she was the honor-sire.

Likewise though, it's within your rights to keep it secret, even within a Clan. If you asked Onestar where the kit came from, invoking Queen’s Rights would shut it down.

But you could put two and two together that Whitetail was probably pregnant and stopped being so right when Onestar became a Mi.

For the record though. Listen carefully.

not every cat who is expecting will suddenly flash like a neon sign indicating it. The whole Clan will not suddenly get a text saying "DUDEHEART IS PREGNANT." Some people just don't show. Some cats don't smell that different. It's rude to ask unprompted and even worse if you guess wrong. Like real life.

Please understand.

On the Anthro-Scale, from 100% feral cat to 100% fuzzy human, BB cat gestation is closer to the feral cat than most of their other behaviors. So this is not the same "big deal" as a human pregnancy.

In general, I write "medical" topics closer to real cats than the Erins do. I mostly take "liberties" in the portrayal of disabilities so THOSE are closer to the real humans in my audience

intelligent cats are not going to be correcting me on my incorrect portrayal of Feline Diabetes, but I could unwittingly cause harm in spreading diabetic misconceptions that real people try to clear up, y'know?

Anyway. What that means is that warriors giving birth is not the federal issue that it is for humans. It's still not TOTALLY safe, but dying in childbirth is exceptionally rare, plus being much less painful and considerably faster

"The Birthing Stick" means something is wrong.

So there's several factors at play within Clans, but Out-of-Clan surrogacies are much more interesting.

These are usually arranged at Aftergatherings. They were rarer before the move to the Lake, which now sees waaaay more cross-clan friendships.

USUALLY the Clan's Cleric will be involved, which IS technically a waiving of the Queen’s Rights. Leafpool simply doesn't interpret it that way.

A more "traditional" Cleric, like Littlecloud, will NOT be involved for personal safety and comfort reasons. This makes a bad situation but that's the reality of QR (and is a reason why Fire Alone cats think QR doesn't go far enough.)

Kits are always given to the parent before 1 moon. Fading Kits aren't socially questioned if they fade before that 1st moon. So it's pretty easy to hide it.

"All of my litter was faders" is unfortunate in the way that a car accident is unfortunate. "Shit, are you ok?" "Is StarClan trying to keep a close eye on you? Are you going to try again?" Etc.

"Frequent Flyer" surrogates, like Brightheart, often keep a single kitten from each litter to avoid the implication of "bad omens."

If they aren't Brightheart who likes raising kittens with her mate, the kitten is often given to an in-Clan parent who wanted a child.

Most surrogacies aren't "free," but it does depend on who's doing it for you.

Like all other things in BB, this looks very different between generations, and depends heavily on the "attitudes" of the Clans at the tine. But, Queen’s Rights will protect you from revealing too much. STILL, surrogacies ARE harder than sirings. Just not impossible.

[couldawouldashoulda50]

Toi et Moi

A/N - Happy Birthday yesterday @leafs-lover - this is my fic for your birthday celebration. It’s waaaay longer than I had planned (11+k words) but I wanted to try and get some previous ideas pulled together into one fic.  This still falls under William Nylander and the reader who is a global super-star in her own right.  

I’m sorry - I can only write about Willy Styles for now but I’m starting to have some thirsty thoughts about a handful of other players; I plan to keep broadening my horizons 🙂

I hope you like this regardless.  

Warnings: 18+ content, general smut (p in v, oral m receiving), swearing, pregnant reader feeling insecure, discussions of jealousy

November, 2023 - Stockholm

“Fuck….William…” you pant.  “Oh…my…god…. – oh no…shit - what time is it?”

“We’re good - we got time” William grunts as he continues to buck his hips, pounding his cock deep into you.  “Fuck Y/N….you feel too fuckin’ good”.

You and William finally had a couple of hours to spend alone together after days of him being in the spotlight during the Leafs visit to Stockholm for the NHL Global Series.   With the first game against Detroit behind them, William had once again been thrust into the eye of the media hurricane that ensued after his 3 point showing.  His goal and two assists helped the Leafs win a come from behind game which only helped to bolster the overall frenzy over William’s (and the other Swedish members from the 4 teams) return to Sweden. 

While William, the team, and the WAGs that came along on the trip stayed at a luxury hotel in the city, you opted to stay at the apartment where you and William now consider “home-base” during the off-season; it was the safest bet for you to remain away from the cameras that were all but guaranteed to be following William this week. The apartment is, by far, one of the happiest places on earth for you and you had been looking forward to coming back to it, albeit a a different time of year.  The times that William and you have spent together in this space are nothing short of perfection and the present moment, with William underneath you, was certainly no exception.

William’s hands move skilfully around your body as your hips rock back and forth, grinding and forcing his cock deeply inside of you.  You catch William watching you; his expression is a mix of deep desire and ultimate pleasure and he smiles at you when your eyes lock on each other.  

“Fuck, William….” you sigh as the corners of your lips form a tiny smirk, followed by a full grin.  Your mouth drops open as the tip of his cock, coupled with his thick girth, hits the perfect spot while stretching you just right; your walls respond by gripping his cock even tighter.  You can feel a fresh release of slickness seep from your core and a distinct groan comes from William as thrusts become faster and harder.   

He sits up and kisses you madly; in doing so, you slide further down taking his entire length inside of you.  A jolt of pleasure shoots up through your body and you can’t help but to tightly grab a fistful of William’s hair as you bury your face in the crook of his neck.  It feels like you - your whole body is dangling from a cliff and you grasp at his body like he’s your only saviour.

What William doesn’t say with words during these moments, he more than makes up for it with a symphony of the most sensual and erotic sounds.  Normally every grunt, moan and growl that’s forced through his gritted teeth shows you what you do to him and you, in turn, close your eyes and allow yourself to completely melt into him.  

In this moment however, thoughts in your mind begin to converge between feeling the ultimate pleasure with the love of your life and uncertainty that swirls in your mind with William’s new heights with his celebrity.

You desperately try to stay in the moment with William as he sucks on your earlobe, sending another high-voltage shock through your body.  

You press your forehead against his jawline and graze your lips against the base of his muscular neck, mouthing the words “I love you” over and over against his skin.  You taste the delicious salt of his skin as you leave open mouthed kisses along his shoulder blades and over his collar bone.  

William’s strong arms have you fully enveloped, pulling you into him even closer, he pumps his cock upwards into you.  The slapping sound of William driving into you grows even louder, echoing alongside your strained cries throughout the entire apartment.   Your ass, tits and thighs give way to the ripple effect of each powerful thrust; your body’s reflection in a nearby full length mirror is on full display and it catches William’s gaze.  He watches you in the mirror as you ride and grind his cock with such fervent passion that he loses complete control and erupts deep within you, grunting and groaning with each twitch from the after effects of his orgasm.  He holds you in place for a moment, and once his lips find yours again, he kisses you deeply, releasing a long moan into your mouth as his hands glide effortlessly over your glistening skin.

“Shit, I came before you didn’t I?” he said, huffing breathlessly, his lips still pressed against yours.  His hands move up to your face, brushing some of your sweaty tendrils away from your face.  

He looks at you and smiles; his thumbs lightly stroke the delicate skin on either side of your mouth.

“You’re so fucking unbelievably beautiful…”

You bashfully smile, looking down from his gaze…your eyes landing on the shine of his thick chain around his broad neck.  “So are you,” you said softly.

You can feel William’s cock softening, still inside of you.  His seed begins to drip from your entrance but he remains holding you in place on top of his lap. 

“You ok?  I know we don’t have a ton of time right now to take care of you… but you know I’ll make this up to you, right?” William said gently.

“Mmmm-hmmm…you know you give me multiple orgasms regularly…I think I can let this one go” you said jokingly, followed by a soft kiss on his mouth.  

“But are you doing ok?  I know been a fucking circus since I got here…and I know I’m kind of being pulled in all different directions - ” 

“William” you gently interrupt him, cupping his face and smiling.  “This is such a huge moment for you…for every Swede on all the teams.  I’m just so fucking proud of you, I could almost burst.  And to watch your family get to see what you do…live…at home in Sweden - it’s fucking amazing.  This is a once in a lifetime thing, and I want you to take in as much as you can.  Trust me, I’ve loved watching every single moment of what’s happened here.”

William kisses you again, and helps you slide off his lap, murmuring words of love to you. He helps you onto your side, his arms wrap around you and you nestle your face into his chest.

“I sort of wish our relationship was more out in the open now though - I feel bad that you’re always sort of in the background and not out taking pictures with me” William confessed.

Since you and William officially began dating, both of your ultra-private tendencies kicked into high gear.  It’s not always been easy; when William is asked about any part of his personal life, he averts spilling any details except for a few crumbs about Pablo and Banksy, friends and family.  You have done the same during interviews and have become a master at giving answers with no real details associated with them.  It’s worked well for the most part, allowing your relationship to flourish without being under a microscope.  You were able to date, move in together, become engaged, get pregnant and married without a whiff to anyone that didn’t respect your right to privacy.  Up to this point, neither of you seemed to be in a rush to make your joint lives public; you both lived by the adage “if it ain’t broke, don’t fix it” and it has led to a happy and harmonious life so far.  

Until now, that is.

Prior to arriving in Sweden, you thought long and hard about remaining in the background during the week, despite being involved in some of the more publicized events that would occur during the week. You were one of the primary investors in the “Börje” docuseries that was premiering early in the week, however, you opted to be dropped off at the back entrance of the theatre, while William, his teammates and his family took pictures together in the front.  It was during these photo ops that William began to feel very strongly that no matter the recourse with the media and the public, he wanted you next to him. 

You had also begun to wish you hadn’t covered-up and protected your relationship as much as you had now.  One of the biggest moments of his life, and you, his wife, pregnant with your first child, was nowhere to be seen, at least not in the pictures.  You had desperately wanted the attention to remain on the teams at the Global Series, but it now seemed with the sacrifice of your own making, it appeared like you did not exist in his life at all.  You had always thought it was not the “outside world’s” business to know about the details of your personal life but now, to be able to stand with William as part of his world, meant more than keeping everything under wraps.

The nights were even lonelier, leaving William at the hotel and you returning to the apartment without him.  While you were exhausted most of the time, too many thoughts derived from some of your deepest insecurities started to bounce around in your mind, keeping you awake for far too long.  

The pregnancy lately only exacerbated those insecurities.  Prior to leaving for Sweden, you had driven William to one of his last practices and hung out with some of the staff while the team was on the ice.  

While at the rink, you relaxed as you waited leaning back in your chair with your feet up on another, Mitch came into the lounge afterward bellowing a “whoa!  Big Momma’s in the house!  Tone - hey - …c’mere for a sec.”  

Auston enters the room giving you his normal shit-eating grin.  

“Doesn’t she look bigger than yesterday?”

You look at Mitch, your mouth slightly agape, trying to process what in the tom-fuck he’s got going on in his brain, only able to shake your head at the comment.

Auston tries to stifle a chuckle and turns to Mitch “She looks like she’s gonna fuckin kick your ass dude”.

“What?  Well - maybe not bigger…more like thicker…”

Mitch’s comment wouldn’t have bothered you so much if, let’s say, you hadn’t sat in the corner of your massive walk-in closet, hating how you looked in every single item of clothing (that still fit) the night before.  

“That’s essentially the same thing as being bigger - Jesus Mitch” you chuckle.

“You still look good though….look, I was just saying the baby’s getting bigger…” Mitch trails off, trying not to sound too defensive.  

You get up from the chair.  “Awh, Mitchy…it’s all good.  Big Momma still loves you” you said, patting him on the shoulder before walking out of the room.  You overhear Auston chuckling at Mitch saying “you’re such an idiot”.

You see Max (Domi) and give him a quick hug before heading into the washroom for some solitude.  It was these little moments in time - the little innocuous comments that weren't meant to be hurtful but just came out wrong - that badly skewed your perception of yourself when you allowed them to.  Being a performer, with all of its perks - it had dented your self-esteem in ways that you yourself are still trying to comprehend, even after all of these years.

Now that you are in Sweden, you’re acutely aware that there are an impossible number of beautiful women (yes - a Shoresey reference)  just in Stockholm alone, and have yourself convinced that 99.9% of them want your husband.  The way that your mind played out the scenario is that William might want a little taste on the side too.

“Y/N?  Did I lose you or something” William chuckles.

You look up at him and all of his handsome features and suddenly, you feel a pin-prick feeling from your eyes as a tear threatens to fall from the corner.

You hesitated saying anything for a few moments but quickly realized your emotions were getting the better of you.  “Fuck…we don’t have time for this” you quietly said, trying to discreetly wipe your eyes.

“It’s ok - we’ve got time…out with it, what’s going on?” 

You mentally joke that William has said ‘we got time’ already when he was balls deep in you so your radar is now up…he probably has no idea at all.

You paused a bit longer, gathering your thoughts together.  

“I don’t know…I’ve got all of this stupid shit running through my head lately.  I’m trying to get a hold of it but it’s really kind of fucking with me”.  

You try and not let out a sob and try to stop the tears. 

“Try not to judge me for thinking this….every time that I see a beautiful girl within 100 feet of you, I think you’re going to ditch me and run off with her….and given we're here, in the fucking land of the beautiful people…I just can’t get a grip….it’s driving me mental…”, you said, a tiny smile forms through your tears.

William chuckled lightly.  

“Please don’t get me wrong - I do love to see all the attention, all the recognition - all the outpouring of love for you this week.  All those times your character was completely ripped apart in the media coming out of Toronto…it made my blood boil.  I always thought ‘if those people only knew…if they could really see you - how gifted of a player you are, how hard you work, and how good of a person you are…they’d just shut the fuck up’.  But now….I don’t know…I guess now that everyone else has caught up to what your people already knew…and I hate myself a little for saying this but everything seems like it’s completely different now.  I’m feeling so uneasy about all of this…like maybe you’re going to want to be single again…maybe go on a bit of a sex bender, have a different taste of the week…something like that.”

As long as William had known you, he had always been perplexed about the level of self-doubt you had, but seldom revealed.  He could never quite figure out where it all stemmed from.  You were exceptionally talented, hugely successful, extremely intelligent, and had a heart as deep as an ocean.  You were amazing to your family and friends.  William often mused that he has never been loved so passionately by a partner,  nor had someone that was so openly devoted to him.  

All of this, and you were a total knock-out; an absolutely stunning beauty.  William would sometimes lie there quietly as you slept and just watch you breathe.  He tried not to disturb you but as always, he would give into the urge to glide his hand over and around your stomach; his fingers lightly and slowly trailing past your belly-button, and ever so delicately, his middle finger would touch the top of your slit.  His tongue would create a glossy trail along the curve of your breast and would move eagerly to your pointed nipple, lapping and swirling around the peak until he heard the moans escape from your mouth.  

It’s through these moments, touching you - the constant urge of knowing he had to have you, when William hoped you could feel how deep his love for you is.  Spending countless hours, with him talking into your forehead and you into his chest (simply because neither of you were willing to break free from your embrace) he felt you letting your guard down and any doubts kicking around in your head would dissolve.

Tears were beginning to fall steadily, saturating William’s chest.  You hated these moments when you were feeling so vulnerable, especially about William.  

You continued, speaking softly.  “It’s all the changes that are going to happen once Little One arrives.  Just picture it…after the baby’s born….how are you going to feel when you get home from a long road trip and I’m a grumpy mess and the baby’s crying and the dogs are barking, and there’s no food in the house and there’s just shit…everywhere.  This is what greets you when you walk in?  What happens if this…your new home life…drives you to feeling like you want to get out…escape back to your single life…and the first thing you end up doing is diving between some model’s thighs who slipped into your DM’s…”, you lament.  

You finally say “It’s just…with all of this" rubbing the roundness of your belly, “I just don't want to do any of this without you…and I’m having trouble shaking these thoughts,” your voice sounding small, filled with anguish.

William pulled you in even closer, your head rising and falling on his chest with each breath he took.  The wetness from your tears had pooled, trapped between your cheek and William’s chest.  You lift your head, wiping his chest off with your hand and softly pressed kisses along his skin before burying your face back into his body.

“Look Y/N, I get it.  I totally do.  I maybe never said it but I sometimes feel sorta the same thing.  Like, when we were at Lollapalooza, you were up there on stage with all these rock star guys just killin’ it.  I could see the way the guys looked at you, like they were in awe of you.   Like they worshipped you in a way.  I admit it, I got jealous. Like really fucking jealous.  I didn’t know the bands or the songs - fuck, even Linus and Sandy were singing along - I guess I felt like a bit of an idiot.  Like maybe you deserved a lot better than me”.  William plants a long kiss on the top of your head. 

William continued; “I know this stuff scares you and you’re spinning all of these worst case scenarios…do you really believe I’m just going to walk away from you, from our baby, from this life just to fuck other pretty girls?  And I know you’re going to say that it happens all the time…and yeah, it does.  But there’s also couples that are perfect for one another.  I think that’s you and me.”

William lifts your left hand so it’s within your view.  He thumbs your engagement ring that is nestled alongside your wedding band. 

“Toi et Moi…” William said, bringing your hand to his lips.  The duality of the reference makes your heart melt; for you, it not only alludes to the two-stone design of the ring, but the memory those three words hold.

*flashback to July, 2022*

William had first seen the Toi et Moi design vacationing with you and his family in Saint Tropez in the off-season the year prior.  The trip itself was one of the gifts you have given him for his 26th birthday; a trip anywhere he wanted with whomever he wanted.  Once the shock of your generous gift wore off, he barely needed to even think about it; William chose the French Riviera with the most important people in his life.

A few days into the vacation, parents Camilla and Michael departed for a day alone at the beach, followed by a trip to the open air market.  William and Alex had ventured into town while you and the sister contingent of his family stayed back at your villa, relaxing in the sun by the pool.  

The brothers meandered through the streets amongst the many tourists that flocked to the stunning French coastline during the summer.  The trip had been the perfect antidote for Alex; he had recently broken up with his girlfriend and had been testy and grouchy ever since.  Alex was in his element now, being surrounded by beautiful girls in short summer dresses, and he embraced his singledom wholeheartedly.  William ribbed his brother incessantly as Alex was constantly swivelling his head around to survey each girl as they passed by.  They continued on to the shops and cafes that dotted the waterfront, chatting about nothing but laughing at everything.

They stopped at Cafe de Paris which had a street level patio with an amazing view of the port.  The deep blue sky was completely cloudless and save for all the yachts in the harbour, it was hard to distinguish where the water ended and the sky began.    

Once seated under the outdoor canopy, Alex removes his sunglasses and soaks in the view.  

“Fuuuuuck….look at this.  This…is pretty incredible, no?” 

“Yeah, this whole trip has been amazing.  Y/N was a little nervous about going on her first Nylander family vacation but I think it’s going pretty good”, William said while taking in the view.

“I still can’t believe she gave you a trip…a trip for your entire family…just for your birthday.  Fuck dude…it’s not even a ‘big’ birthday”, Alex teases.  “Man, I don’t know what you must do to her….”

William laughs his trademark laugh.

“Scratch that.  I know what you do to her…I’ve heard you two going at it more than once”, Alex said, dripping with sarcasm and rolling his eyes.

“Bit bitter, eh?” William chuckles at his brother’s sour expression.

“Fuck, c’mon man….” Alex said, leaning back in his seat.  “It’s hard not to be a little envious….your girlfriend - she’s famous as fuck, stunning as fuck, rich as fuck.  You’re pretty fucking greedy….you know that?” Alex backhands William’s upper arm.

William laughs even harder.

“She’s also kind as fuck, funny as fuck, talented as fuck, and smart as fuck too…she picked me after all.  It’s the Nylander charm….”, William goads him on, as he backhands Alex’s arm in return.  “Maybe you should try it some time….” 

“Low blow fucker… I’ve heard enough out of you” Alex deadpans, followed by a smirk.

The banter dissipates as they both peruse the drink menu.  

“Ohhhhh yeah….Porn Star Martini” William chuckles.  

“Yeah…it figures you’d go for that, pornstar…seems fitting” Alex said sardonically, his lips curling into a smile afterward.  

“You might want to think about ordering a couple - maybe you need to up your game a little with the laaa-dies”, William said, tongue in cheek.

“Oh my God William - fuuuuuck off….” Alex said, shaking his head.

The server arrives at their table and William orders the drinks for both he and Alex.  The men had decided on a lunch full of rich French fare; Baked Mussels, Croque-Monsieur and Beef Tartar.

The Martinis are going down pretty easy so Alex tells the server to keep them coming.  They have nowhere specific to be, at least not for the next few hours, so they settle in for a relaxed afternoon.  The conversation is typical; they trade notes on their sister’s boyfriends (potential or otherwise), gossip about mutual friends and their ongoing sagas, family drama, and about what the next hockey season may bring.  They continue to people-watch - mostly girls (William’s not really looking - not that much anyway - just helping his brother out) that are out shopping or out sunbathing on the yachts that are moored at the marina.  

After lunch and a few too many beverages, Alex and William decide to move on, needing a walk to sober them up a little.  They take their time strolling along Rue François Sibilli and window-shop the luxury boutiques to see if there’s anything intriguing to buy.

As they continue to wind their way along the narrow streets, William’s phone buzzes with a notification - a text from his sister, Stephanie.  A picture of you and William’s parents appears, standing around the island of the gourmet kitchen in the villa.  You and Michael appear to be prepping food, and Camilla is standing and watching; all of you seem to be mid-laugh.  There are half-full wine glasses near each of you.  

William is entranced by the photo, his heart feels like it could burst with happiness.  

William turns to Alex and shows Alex the picture that Stephanie sent.  Alex smiles faintly saying “Awh…great picture”.  Alex leans in closer and reads Stephanie’s text [in Swedish] “I hope you marry her so we can keep her.  Or we can just vote Alex off the island and she take his spot” 

“Real fucking nice - she’s getting chucked in the pool for that one”, Alex’s slight irritation showing.  William had missed seeing the text, and giggled once he read it.  He felt a little bad for Alex, but he laughed at the expression on his face anyway.

 “I was going to do this after we all got home after our trips but…I think I want to get Y/N something now from the family to say thank-you to her”.  

“Yeah - good idea…..what would she be into - what do you think she’d like?” Alex asked.

“That’s the problem.  I could show up with an old t-shirt of mine wrapped in a paper bag and she’d be over the moon….”, William said.  “Well, maybe not that as a thank you for spending thousands of dollars on our family but you know what I mean…she’s seriously like that though”, William confided.  “I don’t know…I want to get her something that’s really special…something that will always make her remember her first vacation with me…with all of us”.   

“Ha - you are so fucking whipped….” Alex said jokingly as William shot him a warning glance

Alex put up his hands in defence “Don’t get all pissy - I was going to say that she really is awesome...Mom, Dad, the rest of the family - including me…before I get voted off, that is  - she seems to fit right in.  You’re lucky….considering what everyone thought about my last girlfriend, I can tell you that it REALLY fucking sucks to have Mom and Dad disapprove, let alone anyone else in the family.”  

Alex nods in the direction of a jewellery store.  “Get her some jewellery.  Fuck, you cannot go wrong with that”, Alex said.  

They enter the small but elegant boutique, and are greeted by a stylish and attractive young woman.   Her smile widens at the gorgeous Swedes, unintentionally blushing when they return the smile.  

In a demure voice, with a hint of seduction and a distinct French accent, she asks if the men speak English.  They respond yes, and just to catch her attention, Alex adds “Oui” after he responds.  It was a small gesture but it worked…Alex had no trouble getting her to focus on him.  Alex sees from her name tag that her name is Eloise and commits it to his memory.

“What can I help the gentlemen with today?” Eloise asks sweetly.

“Bonjour, Eloise…that’s such a beautiful name” Alex said, appearing more smitten by the second.  “My - my brother’s looking for a gift for his girlfriend”.

Eloise looks at William, and a wide smile appears on her face “You are brothers - ah oui, I can see it now!” she giggles.  

The group chuckles and Eloise smiles at Alex “Je m’excuse…excuse me - un moment” she turns as she heads through a door leading  into the backroom of the store.  The brothers begin to look at the brilliant pieces though the display cases while they hear Eloise faintly talking to someone else in French.

Eloise reappears with another woman, more mature in years than Eloise but equally as beautiful.  Eloise introduces the other associate as Juliette and explains Juliette will be assisting William, while Eloise helps Alex.  It was obvious it was a ploy for Eloise’s attention to remain solely on Alex, and Alex did not mind one bit.

Juliette motions for William to take a seat in one of the plush chairs in front of a glass display case.  She introduces herself and William does the same.  The two make small talk which flows easily.  Eventually the pair shoot a glance toward Eloise and Alex and jointly chuckle.  On the surface, Alex and Eloise appeared to just be looking at different selections of jewellery but their body language told a completely different story.  You could see the temperature rising between them every time they shared a mere glance at one another.

Juliette turns back to William and begins to ask questions about what he’s looking for.

“Eloise tells me you are looking for a gift for your girlfriend…how very lovely,” Juliette gently said, smiling.  “Is it a gift for a special occasion?  Birthday?  Anniversaire - oh, quel est le mot…your Anniversary?”

“It’s meant to be a thank you from me and my family.  She gave us all a trip here to Saint Tropez and I wanted to give her something special to show how much this meant to me…and well, to my family too.” William explains.

“Mon Dieu, that’s wonderful…” Juliette smiled brightly.  “Bien sur, of course…I will help you choose something perfect for your love.  Can you tell me a little more about what she might like?  Diamonds or Gemstones?  Colour of Gold?  Things like that.”

“I’m actually more into jewellery than she is, I think.  I’m really into David Yurman and have been since my Mom gave my brother and I these chains when we were little. So - um, I’m a little more flashy when it comes to jewellery than her”  William smiles.  “When I have seen her wear something for a long period of time, it’s mostly because it has a sentimental meaning behind it.”

“Have you been together for a long time?” Juliette asks.

William thinks for a moment.  “Well, we’ve really only been an ‘official’ couple since last fall, but we’ve known each other since 2016.  It took us a really, really long time to finally be able to be together.  It’s a long story.” William said with a grin.  “She’s a pretty amazing girl”.

Juliette smiles at William.  She can hear it in his voice that he is very much in love.  

“I’m so happy to hear that…I can hear how much you care for her.” Juliette said warmly.

William glances at Eloise and Alex for a moment and laughs to himself at the sight of them; flirting is in full swing between the two with doe eyes being exchanged.  He thinks that’s exactly how you and him look at each other, with the big difference being that he wants you for his forever, not for just a “perfect for right now”.

Having already discussed a budget (which William wasn’t interested in setting any kind of dollar limit), Juliette begins to bring pieces from various collections for William to view.  She lays the velvet boards out in front of him and smiles to herself when she sees his eyes grow wide and bright at the options presented.  

“Oh…wow…this one is interesting.  There’s something really unique about it…” William’s eyes dance as he looks intently at the details of the diamond necklace laid before him.  

“Ah oui - yes, that necklace is a very special piece and is part of the ‘Toi et Moi’ collection, meaning ‘You and Me’ en anglais..in English.  The design has historical importance, especially here in France.  In the 18th century, Napoleon presented Josephine with the very first ‘Toi et Moi’ ring, which we have in various styles in another case over there.  As with this necklace, two lovers are represented by each diamond, and the design, the stones being set together as they are here, represents the two loves meeting,” Juliette explains.  “Toi et Moi - You and Me….it’s very romantic, no?”

“It’s perfect” William said, running his fingers over the white gold setting and along each of the diamonds.  “I know she’ll love it….the history of it even….she’s even fluent in French, so the whole France/Napoleon connection is awesome.”  

“Oh, ma coeur, a girl after my own heart…that is lovely!  A very strong and loving connection, that is what I see you two have, so this necklace is the essence of you both.” 

Juliette couldn’t help it but William had already endeared himself to her.  She could feel his utter devotion to you, and it resonated with Juliette deeply.  She had found the very same thing with her late husband and to see William speak about you so adoringly, her heart felt full knowing that kind of pure love still existed.

“I will definitely take the necklace, and I see there’s a bracelet too….I’d like both please.”  

William looked toward the other display case.  “Can you show me a Toi et Moi ring?” he asked.

William's heart momentarily raced at the thought of looking at a ring for you, let alone an engagement ring…although, he knew it wasn’t the right time to propose to you, not just yet.  It wasn’t because he was unsure about wanting to be with you; he wanted the two of you to experience more of day to day life together and hopefully move in together for the coming season.  

Juliette brought a small selection of the rings to William and explained how the rings could be completely customized.

Eloise looked over at Juliette as she handed one of the rings to William to inspect.  

“Ohhh!  Alex…ton frѐre…is he looking at engagement rings?” Eloise gasped lightly with a wide grin.

Alex’s eyes darted toward William as he stood there holding the ring between his thumb and index finger.

“William…wait, are you serious?” Alex said, his serious tone apparent.  

“Don’t freak out, I was just looking.  The design of the ring is crazy…it’s perfect.  After everything we went through, I don’t think there’s any other ring that comes close to actually being ‘us’... this one definitely does.  When it’s time, I think this is what I want to give to her”,  

“Phew…ok.  Yeah - it’s really beautiful.”  Alex looks back towards Eloise, relief washing over his face.  Eloise giggles at Alex’s expression and they resume with their flirtations which are more apparent now.  

Juliette and William chat while she places the pieces in the individual velvet boxes which William requested.  The bracelet, he decides, will be from the family but the necklace, he’s planning on giving that to you separately when you’re alone later on that evening.  He’s fairly certain that it’s all you’ll be wearing once he places it around your neck, and he can feel himself harden slightly with the thought.  

Once he settles the invoice, William and Juliette exchange a quick embrace and warmly bid their thank you’s and goodbyes.  Juliette quietly reminded William that if you and he ever find themselves back in Saint Tropez next summer to come and visit her, she would be so thrilled to meet you.  

Alex, having already snagged Eloise’s number, flashes her a brilliant smile and quietly said “Call you later” followed by a wink.  Eloise’s cheeks are flushed with a red hue - a knowing smile formed on her lips, followed by “à bientôt, Alex”.

The men departed the store, both grinning like two idiots, totally in love - or lust depending on the brother.  If they had managed to sober up at all after lunch, you couldn’t really tell at this point…both seemed to be almost reeling, beaming with their own individual images in their minds of what the coming evening might hold. 

William takes in some of the scenery on the way back to Villa Margarido.  The cab ride thankfully is quick as a nervous-excitement begins to build in William’s stomach.  He has given you gifts before, but this set - these specific pieces - mean something so much more.  It’s undeniable now, he knows what he wants his future with you to look like.

The driver was pleasant and friendly, and given the kind of afternoon the brothers had, they tipped him generously - excessively even.  The driver thanked them profusely, secretly hoping to have them as repeat clients.  William and Alex’s mood continued to elevate as they breezed through the glass front entrance doors, stopping only for William to tuck his purchases away, and they made their way towards the lively conversations taking place on the large poolside terrace.   

Despite the dinner hour approaching, the hot July sun still hangs in the cloudless, azure skies  and is nowhere close to setting.  Light permeates every square inch of one of the spacious, white living rooms embellished with red accents throughout, which bordered the expansive and modern kitchen.  The private chef that was included for the duration of the week, Marco, greets Alex and William with fist bumps and animated repartee.  You had all established with Marco when you arrived that you wanted him to feel like an extended member of the family, which seemed to suit Marco’s personality just fine.  

William peered over the island to see the multiple creations that Marco had in store for tonight’s multi-course dinner.  Hunger pangs hit William suddenly, and he sneaks a piece of grilled homemade focaccia with cherry tomato and fresh burrata.  Marco catches him in the act and with a strong Italian accent, he tells William his hockey career will be over if he does it again.  Marco erupts in laughter, as does William while complimenting the chef with his mouth full.  They leave the chef to continue with his prep work and make their way out to the large, light stone terrace. 

William spots you sitting beside Camilla and Michael; Camilla is stretched out on a lounge chair and Michael sits at the end on the same chair, tenderly rubbing her calves and feet.  The three sisters are wading in the pool as they discuss the scandals of late in the competitive world of women’s tennis and within their respective circle of friends.  You seemingly had just gotten out of the pool, your toned and tanned body still had water beading on your chest and arms as it dripped down from your long, slicked back hair.  

Two thoughts converged in William’s mind; the first thought being that nothing could make him happier than seeing you relaxing with his parents and thoroughly enjoying each other’s company, and the second thought, he wished you two were alone so he could throw you over his shoulder, stretch you out on the nearest comfortable surface and go completely feral on you.  ‘Fuck’ William thought to himself as he scanned your features, willing the uprising in his shorts to calm down. 

Everyone’s attention redirects to Alex and William’s arrival, the conversations now switch to greetings.  The men walk around the pool’s edge towards you and his parents and the questions start flying about how their day was.  The three sisters wade to the opposite edge of the pool, propping their elbows up on the warm stone to allow them to participate in the conversation. 

Alex spots Stephanie; he discreetly dips his foot into the pool and in one swift motion, he flicks water in her face.  Before she can complain, Alex cuts her off with a low “vote me off the island…you’ll go before me there, sunshine”.   

The two other girls in the pool splash water back at Alex, missing him by a mile.  He sets down his things on a table close by while greeting you and his parents. Giggles and laughter erupt when Alex suddenly rips his shirt off and with shorts and flip flops on still, does a cannonball into the water and promptly bombards Stephanie with the miniature tsunami that the jump, and his frame, generated.  

Whoops and hollers echo all around and even Marco came out from the kitchen onto the upper balcony to chime in when he heard the commotion.  You laughed and applauded at the sibling chaos, and finally afterward, you were able to cast your eyes on your beloved man.  Your gaze meets Williams, followed by wide grins and soft hellos.  Your heart already racing, William leans over and kisses you gently.  He tastes so exquisite that you are desperate to slide your tongue against his, but not with his parents and siblings as an audience.  You cradle his face with one hand, and quietly ask, while his face is still close to yours, if he had a good day.  “Very, very good” was William’s response as leaned in for one more kiss.  You place a dry towel for him to sit down on the lounge chair with you, and as he sits, you and Camilla resume chatting.  William began telling the three of you about the super yachts that he saw at the port, where they went for lunch and what they had, and how girl crazy Alex seems to be here.  Camilla and Michael look at each other with a knowing smile and then chuckle at William.  

He was just about to mention Alex meeting Eloise but he stopped himself, not wanting to give away the location of where they met her.  You saw him stifle himself but you quickly looked past it as he continued to answer more questions about his day.

Marco reappears on the upper deck and in his booming voice announces that dinner will begin in an hour.  The group all shout thank-you’s back and Marco bows down in an exaggerated, grandiose manner.

You finish your water and the remainder of your cocktail while the surrounding conversations begin to wind down.  Having multiple layers of sunscreen baked onto your skin throughout the day, you’re looking forward to a warm shower, preferably not alone, before dinner is served.  

You excuse yourself, being the first to retreat to your room.  William helps you gather a few things and explains that he needs to talk with his parents for a couple of minutes and he’ll be in soon.  You kiss him softly on the cheek and affectionately tell the group you will see them at dinner as you depart.  

You enter the villa and see Marco working away in the kitchen like a conductor in front of an orchestra.  The aroma of the various dishes that everyone will be enjoying this evening fills the air, and with wide eyes, you simply say “Oh my gosh, Braaaavo Marco” praising him and his incredible talents as a chef.  As you walk by the floor to ceiling windows that look out over the pool and terrace, you see the Nylander family gathered around William while he speaks.  It’s none of your business but there’s something…it’s not quite suspicious or unsettling…but whatever intuition you’ve been bestowed is giving you a funny feeling in your stomach that the discussion might very well be about you.

You softly pad across the bedroom while thoughts swirl around in your mind, wondering what Wiliam was talking about with his family. 'It’s none of your business' you tell yourself as you undress and step into the walk-in shower in the ensuite of your bedroom.

You turn on the shower, the rainfall shower head envelops you in streams of warm water.  Exhaling deeply, you lean your head back as the water gently pulsates against your face. You slick back your long curly hair which is now stretched out and hangs low, touching the cheeks of your ass.

You hear William enter the bedroom and shortly thereafter, he appears at the ensuite door wearing just his shorts.  He watches you with keen interest, a small grin appears on his face once you spot him.

You gather your ample breasts in your hands, not really doing much to cover them, looking at him with a look of faux sheepishness on your face.

“Um, excuse me….have we met?” you look at him with a slight grin.

“Oh…we’ve met…” William said cheekily.  He removes his shorts, his cock already appearing rigid.  He steps into the shower and his hands waste no time encircling your waist, landing on your round ass, pulling you into him.  

“You sure?” you say, teasingly.  

Your hands release your breasts, your nipples hard and protruding against William’s chest.  You glide your fingertips down from his shoulders, along his biceps, around to his lower back, finally settling your hands on his muscular backside. You scan his face as you gently sway your hips so the area above the slit of your pussy comes into contact with his penis. Your flesh brushes against the tip of his cock and incites a low groan from his mouth.  You feel the growing pressure of his erection against you and instinctively, you bite your lower lip as your own pressure intensifies between your thighs.

Your eyes are fixed on his mouth, the natural and sensual curves of his lips beg for a slow and passionate kiss.  William lowers his head, your mouths almost connecting, breathing each other in before succumbing to your primal urges.  Your kiss is deep and passionate, the longing you’ve had for William all day is now being unleashed and is completely untamed.  Hands begin to feverishly grasp at each other as the water streams over your interlaced bodies.  The taste of William’s mouth further ignites your already desperate need to devour all of him.  

It’s the second time today William felt intoxicated.  God, he needed you so badly.  The way your body felt pressed against his drove him wild; it always has.  The moans that escaped your lips alongside your murmurs in his ear of loving, wanting and needing him so much, nearly put him off balance.

You break from the kiss, your mouth descending down his body, leaving a trail of licks and kisses from his jawline, down over his neck, across his collarbones, and down toward his torso.  You worked your way further down his body, turning him around so the water from the shower is hitting his back.  You are on your knees now, his fully erect dick right in your line of sight, ready for the taking.  

“It looks like Wild Bill is happy to see me,” you purr as your lips ghost the tip of his cock.   Nicknames weren’t necessarily your thing, but one night in his bed, early on in your sex-plorations with William, the name ‘Wild Bill’ rolled off your tongue in reference to his cock after he had made you cum so hard that you thought you might pass out. 

You looked up at Williiam as he mutters “Fuck” , leaning his head back under the steady stream of water, his cock now throbbing with the anticipation of your next move.  

Torturously slow, you gently take the tip of his dick in your mouth. As the taste of William’s pre-cum hits your tongue, the nerve-endings throughout your pussy are electrified.  Streams of water continue to flow down his body, weaving paths along the protruding veins of his thick member.  

You run your hands up the back of his calves and then further up to his muscular thighs.  You’re in complete awe of his body as you caress the intricate designs of his muscle mass in his legs, his ass and that fucking perfect “V” on his lower torso.  As your hands continue to walk over his lower body, your long tongue continues to lap and stroke the head of his cock, encouraging more of the pearlized fluid to seep from the tip.  

William was starting to lose control.  You heard a strained moan and could feel the muscles in his body tighten and compress.  Your right hand firmly grips him around the girth of his beautiful thick cock and you guide it into your mouth.  Your tongue naturally moves along the underside of his shaft, and you accept his full length into your mouth again and again.  Your hand stroking and manipulating his shaft and balls compliment the expert work done by your mouth.  William clenches his jaw while a series of indiscernible words, possibly in Swedish, pour out of his mouth.  

“Jesus….fucking….Christ…Y/N…fuuuuck” WIlliam stammers as he begins to buck his hips to a faster rhythm.  More and more, you taste his arousal on your tongue.  You raise your body up slightly while remaining on your knees, your mouth never leaving his member.  The slight change in angle as you continue to work his manhood is marked by a long agonizing growl from his mouth.  One of William’s hands clutches a mass of your wet hair while the other hand presses against the marble wall of the shower for stability.  William’s thighs begin to twitch and his hips continue to pump his cock into your mouth in rapid, shallow movements.  

“Shit, Y/N - I’m cumming!” William bellows as he grabs the back of your head and fully erupts into your mouth; you allow the thick streams of his cum to slide down your throat.  Your hands are splayed on his hips, your fingertips press into his flesh as the involuntary jerking motions from his powerful orgasm subsides.  You gently grab the base of his penis to hold it steady as you slowly withdraw him from your mouth.  You hold the weight of his cock gingerly in your hand as you gaze up at him, smiling innocently.  His soaking wet hair has fallen forward as his head hangs, his chin towards his chest, allowing the water to hit the back of his neck.  His breathing is almost back to normal as he opens his eyes and sees you still kneeling in front of him.  

William extends his hands to you, interlacing your fingers with his, giving you some extra leverage as you stand up.  He wraps his strong arms around you and angles his head into the crook of your neck, the warm water creating a steam bath of sorts.

“You’re incredible, Y/N” William said as he grazes his lips along your neck, up toward your ear.  

Knowing you were left without any kind of release for yourself, William tells you how he’s got something special planned for you later on this evening.   Despite the warmth of the shower, his low voice purring in your ear sends a shiver down your spine, your clit now aching for his attention. You kiss him, moaning softly as your tongues connect while your hands continue to follow the expanse of each other’s bodies.

Sensing Wild Bill is getting aroused again, as well as yourself, you affectionately remind William that dinner’s going to be ready soon, and you don’t want to advertise to everyone what you two have been up to by arriving to the table late.

“We could skip dinner,” William said, raising an eyebrow as he hands you the shampoo for your hair.

“Mmmmm….I know it’d be totally worth it, but I’m fucking starving now…did you see what Marco made?” you smiled.

“I swiped one of those burrata things…it was pretty fucking good” William said before he’s immerses himself back under the shower head to rinse.

You stood there for a moment, finally responding with “You’re lucky he didn’t break one of your fingers for doing that you know” you quip.

William decided not to mention the (empty) threat Marco made about ending his hockey career after he lifted one of his creations.  In true Willy Styles form, William simply responded “Nah…he loves me”.   A wide grin appears on your face as you shake your head.  You don’t say anything else; you’ve known William long enough to know when he’s harmlessly stretching the truth.

You and William quickly finish showering, both of you stealing little kisses and touches while chatting about various moments throughout the day.  

You were trying to decide on something fairly simple to wear when William motions toward a white off-the-shoulder shirt, suggesting for you to ‘show off your tan’.  You grab the shirt and match it with a long and flowy white cotton skirt accented with lace embroidery and some simple low-heeled cross-tie sandals.  You tie your long locks into a low, loose bun at the nape of your neck, allowing some tendrils of hair to fall, framing your face.  William looks amazing as usual in just a nice t-shirt and shorts.  You curl your toes when he comes up behind you as you open the door to exit your bedroom, the scent of his cologne literally making you weak in the knees.  

“Jeeeesus, William” you say, turning to face him.  You start nuzzling his neck and you wrap your arm around his waist, pulling yourself towards him.  “Actually, maybe we could skip dinner, or just have it delivered outside here…I can give you more oral pleasure, monsieur William…” you say with a heavy French accent.  You smile mischievously while William rubs his hand over his face, and follows by a barely audible “fuck me…”.  The two of you take a deep breath,  intertwine your fingers and head out to the outdoor dining area, miraculously right on time. 

Everyone, including Marco, are seated at the table; the soft lightning further deepens the sun-kissed skin tones of the smiling faces that greet you and William.

The dinner conversations, as they always are at a Nylander gathering, are lively and animated and full of laughter.  You and Marco being the only non-relatives sitting at the table revelled in their family dynamic and ate up their stories as voraciously as the divine food.

At the end of the multiple course dinner, you could hear the collective sigh of pure contentment and satisfaction from the group.  You stood up and raised your glass, proposing a toast.  The wine had hit you a little more than expected but your words of praise and admiration for Marco and the Nylanders were heart-felt and the expressions on the faces of your audience simply beamed.  You sat back in your chair and William leaned in close and kissed you by your ear, sending tingles up your spine.  He reached one arm around your waist and pulled you in closer.  ‘Ha..he’s tipsy…he’s gonna be such slut tonight in bed’ you thought, chuckling to yourself.

“What’s so funny?” William softly mumbles in your ear.

 You shake your head, stifling a grin that eventually breaks wide open.  “I’m just happy,” you said quietly.  

Before William could respond, Michael rose from his chair.

He raises his glass, eloquently giving accolades to Marco and welcoming him into the Nylander family.  The group cheers and glasses clink together; everyone takes a generous sip of their drinks.  

“Now, Y/N.  I am truly speechless when I think of your generosity.  Throughout these past months, when William tells me of all the amazing things you think of doing for him, for his team, for anyone it seems, I am truly awestruck.  Camilla and I, the girls, and Alex are so happy that you and William found each other again.  I can see it every time you’re around each other…it’s so apparent how much love you share, how much love is felt between you…I know it because that’s how I feel about Camilla.  I recognize it when I see the way you look at each other.”

You try to swallow but the lump in your throat is working against you.

“To say thank you, we have a gift which I hope shows you how much we truly appreciate what you’ve done for our family”.  

You hadn’t noticed Marco leave the table; as he returned to the patio, he handed Michael a longer, rectangular velvet box.  Michael approaches you and places the gift  in your hands.  You hear murmurs around the table in anticipation of the gift’s unveiling.  

As gently pry the box open, the sparkle of what looks like a billion diamonds dance in your line of sight.  Your cheeks are flushed and you let out an audible gasp as you look at the exquisite bracelet before you.  

William takes the box from your hand and gingerly places it around your wrist, followed by a long but tasteful kiss.  

“I’m just overwhelmed,” you shook your head, fighting back tears.  “I don’t have the words…I can’t think of the perfect words right now - this is so unbelievably breathtaking.  Thank you all so much”.  

“To Y/N!” Marco cheers.

“To Y/N!” the Nylanders toast in unison.

Hugs ensue and the ladies surround you to get a closer look at the expensive bracelet.   

More wine is poured and eventually, everyone begins to clear the table to make room for the dessert tasting menu Marco has prepared.  

‘No other night has ever felt this enchanting’ you mused, soaking in the warmth of the evening sea breeze and the loving atmosphere that surrounds you.  

You can feel William’s gaze and as you turn to face him, he tenderly holds your wrist, angling the position so the lighting hits all the stones at once.  

You lean into him, kissing along his jawline up to his ear. “It’s gorgeous, William…”

“Do you wanna take Pablo for a walk?  We can just take him around the property…I’m stuffed so I’m not sure I could go any further anyway” William said, tapping his abdomen.  

“Let me go change my shoes - be right back”.  Feeling a little buzzed from the wine, you slowly pull his body toward you and kiss him seductively and sensually, your tongue searching for his.  Your hands slide up his toned chest and with that simple movement, you start to feel that ever familiar sensation between your thighs as that touch conjures up images of him being inside of you.   

“Jesus - can you guys just not?  I’m in blue-ball hell and then I have to sit next to my big brother as he eye-fucks his girlfriend all night. I was trying to enjoy my dinner for fuck sakes.” Alex said as he poured another glass of wine.  

You give Alex an apologetic look; you know it’s been a bit bumpy for him lately.  You walk over to him and give him a little side-hug squeeze.  Alex draped his arm over your shoulder; a wide grin full of mischief forms on his face. “You know, Y/N…you could just trade him in for the more handsome and younger model…”

Camilla swats her second born lightly on his arm as she comes up behind him to grab her glass of wine. She jokingly scolds him in Swedish, followed by a quick kiss on the cheek and grabs your hand, rescuing you from the conversation.  You stand chatting with Camilla, finishing off the last remnants of wine from your own glass.  You turn to see the brothers clowning around jostling into one another yanking at each other’s shirts.  With every movement, their muscular legs, arms and backs are on full display; you shake your head as you excuse yourself and head inside to freshen up.  Glancing back at the boys still horsing around, you laugh to yourself thinking ‘this family is too fucking perfect’. 

You return a few minutes later and greet Pablo with a couple of his favourite dog treats.  The mere mention of the word ‘walk’ has Pablo running and jumping around in anticipation.  

“You ready?  OK….break!” giving Pablo the familiar command that he can run around as fast as he can go.  You step shoeless into the lush and manicured grass that surrounds the terrace; the heat of the day has now dissipated and you welcome the coolness from the earth against the bottom of your feet.  You stand there for a moment watching Pablo as he darts about and a wide smile adorns your face with the adoration you have for him.  

The sun is beginning to set; the once bright, giant orb now resembles a fireball blazing deep orange hues as it recedes into the horizon.  William stands beside you taking in the mesmerizing view.  You begin to walk together; your fingers loosely intertwined as you meander around the property.  You and William often share quiet, serene moments where just being in each other’s presence fills you both with such bliss.   More often than not, those tranquil moments when it's the two of you together eventually give way to fits of giggles and lively storytelling.  

William leads you to a long and wide bench covered by pergola; sheer white curtains surround the loveseat and large, soft cream-coloured pillows line the back rest.  Pablo is in full zoomie-mode as he jumps up on the bench and leaps off again, running in figure-8 patterns on the lawn.   

William sits down and slides himself back so his muscular legs extend to the full length of the bench.  You see him lift his hips to pull an object from his back pocket, presumably his phone.  It’s odd that he slips the object between the pillow and the side of his leg, but in all honesty, you’re not focusing on that as he motions for you to straddle him.  The bench is wide enough that you have no trouble comfortably positioning yourself as he desired; the pressure in your core is rising, as is William’s cock as you gently lower yourself onto him.  You can feel a very distinct bulge at your scantily clad entrance and you arch your back, pressing your need against his erection.  Although the curtains have numerous layers of gauze fabric, it does little for true privacy as it wouldn’t take long for anyone that happened to walk by to know what business you two are up to.  

Your lips lock together; kissing though giddy smiles as hands wander over each of your bodies.

“I’ve got something for you too - a gift” William murmurs in your ear.

“Mmmm - really?  I can feel it” you said softly, your lips ghosting his neck.

You can feel William smile.  “Yeah…not just that though….something else”.

You sit up more, still straddling him, as William reaches between the cushions and pulls out another long, velvet box.

Your eyes grow wide and your cheeks flush with the sudden rush of emotion.   

He opens the box for you and the sight of the necklace has you covering your mouth from the overall surprise of the gift.    

“William….this is too much….it’s absolutely stunning…” you gasp, your eyes still wide as they scan William’s smiling face.

You feel patches of heat radiating through your face and neck; between the wine and the presentation of this exquisite gift, you hope your deep tan covers the blotches that usually decorate your neck under circumstances like these.

“You like it, right? The design caught my eye….and there’s a history to it that made me think of you and me.  That’s what the design is called - Toi et Moi”, William explains, his smile growing wider with each second.

Tears well in your eyes.  It had definitely been a long and winding road for your and William to get to this very moment.

“Oh my god - William….seriously….it’s exquisite - stunning – gorgeous… I- I honestly can’t find the perfect word - I am seriously overwhelmed here” you said just above a whisper.  

You lean over and kiss him gently at first, but the magnitude of his gift has you almost feeling breathless as your kisses deepen.

“Let me put it on you” William smiled softly, breaking from the kiss.

You slide off of him and turn so your back is facing him.  You gather your hair in your hands and lift it to not allow the necklace to tangle in your long curls.  

“Beautiful” William said in a low tone; he’s directly behind you; his breath tickles the sensitive area along your slender neck.  You reach behind so your hands lightly glide alongside his body.

He places the necklace on your neck, laying it gently across your skin and closes the clasp.

Your hand instinctively goes to your neck; you fingers lightly graze the perfectly cut diamonds.  You turn around and look at William; you’re certain you might very levitate right then and there and just float away. 

“I might be able to come up with something better than a simple thank-you a little later - my brain is overloaded in the most amazing way right now though.  Thank you, William…aside from you, this is the most amazingly gorgeous thing I have ever seen….and the bracelet - my god, I am completely stunned by all of this”.

“I just wanted to make sure you know how much you - everything you do - how much it means to me.  I’ll never be able to think of all the ways, like - all the different things, the kindness that is just there in you…fuck, everything you do just blows me away.”  

William knows he’s not great with words and sometimes he struggles with expressing exactly what he feels but all he can do is try, and hope that you know that he’s yours, totally and completely.

The sun has almost completely dipped out of sight; there are streaks of orange and red that help illuminate the incoming clouds in shades of purple.  The tall coniferous trees that line the property are all but cloaked in black, contrasted by the subtle lights that dot the various pathways.  

After the long, luscious kisses and loving embraces have paused (at least for the moment), the two of you walk slowly back to the villa, even more in love than when you left.  You enter through the already open doors off of the terrace.  The family have gathered in the large living room and as usual, they are laughing with hints of that unique and wonderful Nylander laugh, at a story that Michael is telling Marco about playing hockey.  It’s not that the story was necessarily comedical: Michael was animatedly explaining one of his most serious injuries, a broken neck of all things.  The laughter was at Marco’s expense with his heightened levels of shock and horror at Michael’s very descriptive recollection of the trauma.

Alex appears from the hallway that leads to the bedrooms, freshly showered and looking devastatingly handsome.  There’s a collective “Oooooo” as he strides past the group and he smiles and shakes his head in response.  You catch the scent of his cologne as he walks past you and lean into your man standing next to you and inhale his own tantalizing fragrance.   

Alex is on his way to meet Eloise and as he runs out the door, he hollers back to the family to not wait up for him.  It’s a clear indication what he has in store once he meets Eloise tonight.

The rest of the family is following Marco to a music festival in town.  Marco implores that you and William join them this evening but William, seeing a rare opportunity to have the villa to yourselves, politely declines.  

Camilla catches a glimpse of your new piece of jewellery and her eyes light up with a mix of love for her son, and admiration for you.  She hugs you both and quietly says “I’ll distract Marco and the others, you both just go hide until we leave”.  She gives you a knowing smile and glides over to the kitchen, and calls Marco and the others over for a quick shot of Sambuca before they depart for the evening.

You both stealthily walk past the family and head into your bedroom, closing the door quietly behind you.  Almost if on cue, you overhear Camilla saying you and William were exhausted and have already gone to bed.  She wasn’t entirely fibbing….you and William had gone to bed, just not to rest.  

You and William made full use of the empty villa, testing the acoustics in various places until you both finally collapsed from “exhaustion”.

[xxxavxx]

So, In my own re write of Seduce me, I put a lot of thought into how exactly the biology of Incubi and Succubi work. It's a known fact that Demons of Lilith are vastly the majority in the Demon world because of their nature to breed. However, in my rewrite I wanna touch on more about how exactly it works in my rewrite and what differences I made.

In my personal rewrite, the incubi’s demon forms are waaaay different. Of course they have their signature horns and Lilith markings, however they gain some of their physical attributes from their other halves. I always found it disappointing that the boys’ demon forms didn’t look more..demon like? Originally it made sense since the first succubus was originally human, so it would make sense that incubi and succubi would look more akin to humans. However, the boys aren’t pure blooded incubi. It makes sense for Diana to look the way she does, but for the boys I feel like there could’ve been much more to their demon forms. Being that Incubi and Succubi have the strong urge to breed, its very common for them to mingle with other demon races. Which means the gene pool can get muddled very quickly.

So because of that, Incubi and Succubi can look vastly different from each other. Of course in canon its much different, having the Lilith gene is the most powerful gene in the demon world. Which is why the boys look more like incubi with almost to no physical Brute attributes or attributes of their other halves. I however changed this because I believe in monster boys that actually look like monsters supremacy.

The Incubi in my rewrite look more like…well demons. I will go into detail about their appearances in a different post since this is more of an overall post on how demon genes work. Of course the Lilith gene is still incredibly strong but it won’t completely write over the other genes if the incubus or succubus aren’t pure blood.

Which is why majority of demons of Lilith use glamours. Let me explain. Among demons of Lilith, there is a huge need for purity. Of course not sexually speaking, but more bloodline wise. Pure blood demons of Lilith are incredibly powerful, being the highest ranking demons of the land. Majority of other incubi and succubi want to be just like them. Diana’s pure bloodline is something that almost every other incubus or succubus is envious over. Blood and power is everything in the demon world. So, to appear more like the first succubus, they glamour themselves to look more akin to her. Getting rid of added traits given to them from their non Demon of Lilith parent or ancestors, only leaving them with the horns and Lilith taint.

Of course this also means that the four succubi queens and their sons also glamour themselves. Not Damien and his mother however, they don’t get that luxury.

Its very rare that the boys show what they truly look like, being that they’ve been glamoured for practically their whole lives. But just because its rare, doesn’t mean that it doesn’t happen. There’s a story that was once told, back in the demon lord’s castle. A servant was sent to fetch a new supply of glamour potions for the eldest since he had just ran out of his own supply. The servants have been commenting on how the eldest had been running out faster and faster but their concerns were quickly brushed aside. The lone servant had retrieved the Prince’s supply of glamour, however she failed to knock before entering his chambers.

The poor servant girl, afterwards she was never the same. Jumpy almost at every noise, incredibly skittish, always on edge. She acted like everyone was out to get her. Or something was out to get her. There were times she would go into manic episodes saying how something was going to “eat her alive.” Once the Demon Lord got tired of her constant panic, he swiftly got rid of her. No one ever knew what had gotten into her, or what had happened. Uzaeris remembered asking his brother Raestrao on what had happened, but he refused to comment.

[stillfrownyclownlol]

Thanks to @canadianlucifer for the ships questions :>

MORE aidlyn because I just. Need this for my mental health guys.

Actually I've been thinking about doing stuff for other ships?? But idk let me know if yall wanna see that ^_^

1. Who would ask the other "would you still love me if i was a worm?" And what would the others reaction be?

...You guys know Aiden would ask 💀 He also asks stuff like "would you love me if I was a shoe" and other bullshit. Ash just looks at him like "...what."

2. Who plans the best dates?

Depends on your definition of best. Aiden plans all the cool/exciting stuff and he actually has the money for all the stuff he wants to do with her. Ash's dates are more romantic, if only by virtue that they're in quiet places where they can be alone. Tho neither of them plan dates a lot they just kinda end up alone together lol

3. Who's the best at carnival games?

Aiden's been to a lot of carnivals and he's a good shot with a BB gun! Ash doesn't really like carnivals (overstimulating) but she's good at the fish pond and ring toss.

4. Who drags the other onto rollercoasters?

Aiden LOVESSSS rollercoasters so much, its a great way to get his adrenaline up! He'll ask Ash a lot to go on one too, but he won't force her (rollercoasters are *really* loud, especially all the people screaming, and he wouldn't make her do anything that causes her pain)

5. Who does the most chores?

Ash is pretty strict about chores, and she makes sure any household stuff is evenly split between them, but...I mean, she helps Aiden with his own chores cuz he's really bad at cleaning and stuff 🫠

6. Who gets drunk faster?

At some point in the future: Depends what you mean. Aiden has a higher tolerance but he would also drink WAAAAAY more than Ash ever would, so he would get drunker "quicker", but if they were drinking exactly the same Ash would get tipsy faster (vertically challenged struggles fr 😔)

7. Who watches more reality TV?

Aiden likes all that crap like Big Brother and stuff, watches reruns at night when he can't sleep.

8. Who is more likely to insist their way is the best way, even though objectively its the worse?

Ash is more stubborn than Aiden is but her way is probably waaaay better than Aiden's way 🤡 Aiden might insist for a bit but he also finds arguing to be kinda boring so eventually he would drop it

9. Who believes in ghosts?

Ash doesn't believe in ghosts at all, and Aiden is really into the idea of ghosts and would LOVE evidence, but he also doesn't believe in them.

10. Who texts the other memes?

I don't think Ash has texted a meme to anybody in her entire life. So...Aiden.

11. Who makes the most typos/autocorrect mistakes?

Aiden because he types really fast and he doesn't bother to fix the mistakes lol

12. Who's the nervous flier?

Ash has never been on a plane, and she doesn't like doing stuff that's outside her comfort zone, so she's the more nervous flier. Aiden doesn't like flying but only because it means he needs to sit still for more than an hour and he cant do that shit happily 🤡

13. If they had matching profile pictures would they be cute/funny/weird?

Aiden would beg to match pfps because he's an absolute dork. it can't be anything too weird because like...Ash isn't into that. Would probably be smth really basic like Hello Kitty and Tuxedo Sam or whatever (he's Hello Kitty) if Ash even wanted to do it.

14. Who is better at writing formal emails?

Thank you discord for helping me settle this. We settled on Aiden because his parents/tutor definitely would have taught him how to do that so they could be in contact/to teach him about their job. Ash only does them for school and they end up really short and simple.

15. Who steals the others food?

Aiden always offers Ash his food, so she doesn't even need to steal 🤡 Aiden will do it mostly to mess with her lol

16. Who is more willing to commit murder for the other?

Lol. Guess. :)

17. When their kid is chanting "McDonalds!" Who is joining the chant, who is saying there's food at the house, and who is pulling up to order a single black coffee and leave?

Aiden is joining the chant because he's always up for McDonalds, but Ash is driving and she's driving home 😭

18. Who uses the most slang?

Aiden unironically

19. Who uses emoticons?

Aiden feels a spiritual connection with the smiley face emoticon

20. Who'd slay at the Met Gala?

Um they'd both slay 🤭 But Ash would slay harder I mean have you seen her fits??? I literally wanna steal her closet omg

[justsquibby]

Got my ass handed to me in ranked zero builds so

I think it’s time to finally write my Madoka magica movie four theory thoughts

MxSquibby's Walpurgisnacht Rising theory thoughts

(Thoughts are based off my knowledge of the franchise so I could be missing vital info)

I think the big premise for this movie is showing off Walpurgisnacht’s lore or some info about her. and like usual she is going to disrupt Homura’s wish. Or In this case her world and probably force homura to make a choice.

by the logic of Homura’s wish.

Three peoples karmic destiny should have been cranked up to a billion since the timelines always converged the most around 3 people.

Madoka(who the wish was for) and her amount karmic destiny is why she was able to make the ultimate wish and become the law of cycles for magical girl kind.

Homura (who made the wish) increased her own amount of karmic destiny which is why she was able to split apart Madoka (and take her memories?) and rewrite the universe to her liking which essentially just what she did in her labyrinth, but with more production value and can change the entire universe and not limited within the confines of her labyrinth and witch magic.

I’m guessing Homura’s got Madoka in what I like to call “The Good Place Season 2”

Which light spoilers for that show ahead but

One of the main characters, Michael, traps Eleanor and the other humans within a time loop. Erasing their memories every time Eleanor figures out what Michael is doing to them. Repeating this over and over. Over 800(0?) times, with each time him slightly tweaking and changing things to try and get a different outcome of her not figuring it out.

I think this what Homura’s doing to an extent. We saw at the end of rebellion, how fragile Homura’s hold on Madoka’s memories was. However all homura really has to do is ground Madoka back down to homura’s rewritten reality and since a part of Madoka does want to stay on earth and live a normal life this helps her forget easily of her god hood. However this very fact is what will always make her remember in the end. If madoka truly starts to enjoy her life on earth, She knows deep in her SOUL that she sacrificed her normal human life for a cosmic duty of Saving magical girls so anytime she thinks to hard about it or just kind of realizes she should only being viewing the lives of normal people not interacting with them she will start to remember and become magical girl god again but homura will just grab her again and reset her memories and then rewrite the timeline. Starting once again… essentially... ANOTHER TIME LOOP. Homura’s favorite thing 😂😭

And I’m guessing Homura’s got to do this a lot. Like hundreds of times. And if sayakas around during one these moments she sure as hell is also going to remember homura being a “devil” so homura will have no choice but to rewrite the timeline again and again. With each time she’s most likely going to make slight changes to the world in attempt to make Madoka not remember. I think it’s why she remembers so easily at first. It was waaaay to similar to the thousands of timelines her and homura lived through (ultimate Madoka is aware of all the timeloops homura and her went through so following that similar time loop structure will probably make her remember faster so Homura is going to start changing things. Which is whyyy we see the girls in different costumes at one point in the trailer. (I think this is why in that old ass concept trailer we saw Madoka being a ballerina, one to resemble Madoka just being part of Homura’s elaborate play now but to show her trying normal human things. Homura's going to help her find her human dreams. Maybe madoka wanted to be a dancer. Then after that fails Homura probaby thinks if she can find a perfect scenario where Madoka find some sense of self on earth maybe she will stop remembering her godhood. Maybe Homura can finally live a full human life with her and watch her grow. Maybe Madoka being a dancer, a painter, a musician, a celebrity. Something right? Will stop Madoka from reaching her magical girl potential. Homura’s so obsessed with giving Madoka the life she shouldn’t have had to sacrifice. So she will try over and over to make her happy. To find the one scenario...timeline if you will, where Madoka will be truly happy within her rewritten world.

Which will be a fun way to show the girls in different scenarios that we usually wouldn’t see them in. So like cool new costumes!!! Like cool bandage sayaka is just one of Homura’s AU’s or a by product of one of the new timelines she has rewritten. And sayaka is probably going to have a bigger part. Idk why I just feeeel it. She has special secretary powers. I believe in her. We saw all that special treatment they gave her in S2E1 of the anime timeline of magia record. Bitches love Sayaka. And like Bebe also has secretary powers I guess lol. But she just wants to hangout with mami and eat cheeeeeeese (yoooo plagg and bebe would be besties)

but This movie is just explaining the 3rd girl who’s karmic destiny was increased by this wish and then background info cause we know like nothing about her…

Walpurgisnacht (the reason homura HAD to repeat timelines)

Walpy (for short) is going to put an end to this loop homura and Madoka are trapped in. Or at least change or add to it.

what is concerning is that Walpy’s karmic destiny was already extremely high to begin with for her to end up looking like that. So logically she should be stronger than devil homura, and the only reason she isn’t stronger than ultimate Madoka is because of the wish of Ultimate Madoka made to erase witches. But since madoka’s slightly nerfed at the moment trapped in Homura’s rewritten reality, no one’s actively checking on the law of cycles. Sure girls don’t turn into witches but without Madoka actively monitoring the cycle this might have given some version of Walpy enough time or power to form or to come back and interfere. So I’m guessing homura might have to choose between keeping her time loop safe (and live her fantasy life with madoka) or let Madoka out so she can defeat Walpurgisnacht from destroying the universe homura has tried gone so far to get control of…. Cause homura, at least historically can not beat Walpy lol. So i'm guessing Walpy will always come back to cause universal destruction unless madoka is back. So will Homura be able to let go of her love for sake of the universe? a choice between keeping her love down on earth with her or letting her go and accepting that she’s nothing more than a universal concept. But like Homura’s crafty. She could weasel her way out of this

I will say a crack in this theory is from my own understanding that Walpy is made up of many magical girls? So either we are dealing with many girls coming in or some fusion magical girl perhaps? Or I guess just one of the girls from Walpy would do right? Perhaps the first girl? Though we don’t know if this was an individual wish, and then she absorbed other magical girls/witches or like a group wish? Kind of like the hospital trio. Like you can do a group wishes I suppose.

ALSO another addition to my thoughts. Homura isn’t the Antagonist. Should state that. Kyubey is. And like i haven’t even talked about this fucker yet. (Well in terms of the franchise as a whole, guessing for movie 4 Walpy is our more traditinal antagonist (She also probably takes the form of homura at first to fuck with her, Why we see two homura's in the Movie Poster but thats just a theory lol) but He? little rat noy. Within Homura’s new world order. He’s Most likely just collecting all despair and probably just collecting and suffering with the weight of all negative human emotions and curses within a labyrinth. Like. She probably just making him and the hive mind know what it’s life to feel emotions, specifically all those negative ones you’ve been putting magical girls through for hundreds of years. But like he could be up to some fuck shit. He technically is like a robot made by an alien race, right? So like they could finally pull up on us or something and be like “what have you done to my robo rat sons, you fucks”

But anyway I’m rambling a bit now but homura isn't the antagonist because she pulls Madoka from the law of cycles for a multitude of reasons, she states it’s for her love for Madoka. Which yes that is true but homura also understands Madoka should have never had to make this wish. The flower field scene conversation in rebellion is what makes homura realize this. Madoka is a normal girl, she just never got the time to figure herself out or to figure out normal human dreams. She was a young naive girl, where in many timelines used her wish to save a cat or make a cake. Because at first glance being a magical girl is a once in a lifetime opportunity, you don’t pass up. So she never got a shot at a real life when she should have. Madoka never wanted to leave behind her friends and family. She loves them. Like the girl don’t got much That’s like one of her core traits, she loves her friends, is a great daughter, and a great big sister, love cute things, is pink like 😭😭 But Madoka was just another cog in the magical girl machine but because of Homura’s wish it gave a Madoka a chance to look at the whole machine and see what the fuck has been going on. So Madoka, with no real dreams or goals, but is given the opportunity and explicitly told by the evil rat himself that she could make literally ANY wish. So when she sees everything and realizes she has the unique opportunity to save all magical girl kind from their souls being tortured for all eternity until murdered by another magical girl well no shit she HAS to make this wish. She doesn’t have any other choice in her eyes. To badly paraphrase Kyoko. "Something something if you have a loving family and good food on the table why on earth would you sacrifice that to be a magical girl? but who knows maybe one day you’ll be backed into a corner and you’ll HAVE to make a wish. If that day comes something something I guess i can approve of you being a magical lass"

So like. Is it fair? Ya know. All this is Kyubey and some alien race’s fault. Why should these girls have to suffer because of him. Who cares about the heat death of the universe. Let it burn, because if torturing magical girls is the only way of keeping it alive then fuck the universe. Like Madoka shouldn’t have to sacrifice her human life to save all these girls from suffering because they shouldn’t be suffering. They shouldn’t be turning into witches. Like 😭 and homura doesn’t think it’s fair that Madoka should be the one to make this sacrifice to save magical girls because Madoka wouldn’t have even been able to make the ultimate wish if not for homura’s wish but like also homura shouldn’t have been turned into a magical girl herself like it’s all fucked and idk what the end would even look like?

So Like a happy ending would be getting revenge on the RAT kyubey… and like idk. I don’t think that’s happening. Like if you want a happy ending for these girls I believe it falls within our little anomaly timeline. Which I like to believe the magia record game timeline is held within a phone. (Cause get it, it’s like a gacha game we play on our phones lol.) and when Madoka touched the anomaly timeline at the end of arc 1? Now the record phone screen is cracked 🫨🫨

I don’t think we’ll get a horrific or completely tragic ending but it will probably be bittersweet or mixed emotions. (Would LOVE TO BE WRONG, GIMMIE HAPPY) But also we won’t see the end end to this franchise for a hot minute lol. Like I’m pretty sure this is technically be advertised as the 4th movie. Though more like the second movie but I guess the movie versions of the anime do count I guess. Idk. The first two movies are fine, best part is just some updated animation and new yuki Kajiura tracks… but yeah i don’t think it’s the final movie.

Now what like actually happens? Fuck if I know. I’m still half expecting mayabu to find infinite iroha and make her pop in to save everyone cause idk. Is homura realllllly gonna let Madoka go. Ya know? Like she’ll probably try to control Walpy or fight her for a hot minute before even considering of letting Madoka go again.

And ALSO.

Okay I feel like I covered all my brain theories about the movie... for now… Idk if I explored or finished every thought. I know I be yapping. And I have adhd so And I can YAP about Madoka and then immediately forget where exactly I was at in my Madoka thoughts.

Imagine how more I could yap if I read the wraith arc. (It’s truly laughable how I’ve read all of arc 1 and the other story with it, most of arc 2 (I skimmed early bits so I could catch up faster, then end of arc 2 was happening and I wanted to be a cool kid and read it asap) quite a few events, and the early chapters of scene 0 (now behind lol) BUT NOT the wraith arc. And I know I could pull it up so easily lol. Hell I read the event where ui went back in time to see fart but not the wraith arc I- I read Christmas strings but i wont take my lazy butt to read manga of my fave series within like kind of main timeline. Like i know i dont need to read but I need to read it. cause having a better understanding of Ultimate Madoka's universe and how wraiths work would be cool. and maybe one of these days ill read another story but idk... Think id rather read tart or Oriko first lol

but yeah i've got to stop myself of this post will never end. I'll prpbably re-read it tomorrow and add edits lol

ALSO one last thought this is a theory I could be Super fucking wrong about everything. Like maybe sayaka looking like that cause of her secretary powers and not homura's universe rewriting at play? like there's so much i don't know haha

and again my theory could fall apart with like new info i didn't know about. there's a lot of content madoka content out there ya know

[carbondioxda]

The damn snow.

Albedo x reader <33

c/w: lots of swearing!!, the reader is a girl, traveling through dragonspine, reader has a backstory and a cryo vision, experiments, mentions of the ginger, overall fluff and comfort

a/n: second fanfic, writing this at 2am sorry for typos or repetitions!! english isn’t my first language, so please tell me if I make any mistakes, I’ll be very thankful!

as I said in my previous post, the way I write dialogue might different than what you’re used to

She was sick of hearing the crunches her boots made in the thick snow. It was deafening at this point.

She felt hot inside, which made her wanna rip off her winter jacket, but somehow her joints were completely frozen.

,,I’m gonna loose my fucking fingers by the time I get there.” She thought to herself, knowing it was a plain lie, because it wasn’t her first time going through Dragonspine. And most certainly not the last.

Maybe it would’ve been easier if she had a pyro vision, instead of the currently useless cryo one. Everything in her life was about snow. Parents? Froze to death. Siblings? Froze to death. Homeland? The fucking cold-ass Snezhnaya. Herself? Froze to death as well, multiple times actually. Every single time she made her way to her spouse’s laboratory, to be more precise.

Despite her past expieriences she wasn’t afraid of the cold. She used to be, however now it’s just making her blood boil. Only hatred stayed.

They did have a small, cozy, warm, cute house in Mondstadt, but Albedo was stubborn on working in the most annoying fucking region known to man.

She looked up, ignoring the snowflakes on her eyelashes. Right, time for a hilichurl. Poor guy picked the wrong time to be on her way. He didn’t even have time to notice her, before her weapon went flying into him. She was waaaay too pissed off to even try to put effort into this fight, or any other thing at this point.

She flew over to his lab, using the wind glinder. It was a true wonder how it worked in that weather. She stood right next to the small fire right at the opening of the ,,cave”.

- Oh? You’ve arrived. - Albedo noticed, unfocusing on his work.

- No shit. - his beloved mumbled, still covered in snow and barely able to move. He must’ve noticed how much she hated going into his lab by now.

- You were pretty fast. Two minutes faster than usual. - the blonde pointed out, inviting her in.

- Furious too. - she stated, taking off her soaked jacket and taking out a few small boxes from her backpack. They weren’t in such horrible state as she was, thankfully. Albedo took out a few herbs from them, he needed them for his research. As she went further inside, a nice smell struck her nostril. He was cooking soup.

- I see. - he smiled. He wasn’t phased by her behaviour. The first time she had to come there was extreme though, he was afraid to even speak to her. - Those look more fresh than I anticipated.

- Childe gave me those this morning, when he arrived. He’s going on a worldwide trip again, I guess. - she said, now sitting next to the fire, regaining her ability to feel arms and legs. She spoke in a calm tone now, not wanting to let out her anger on the poor alchemist. Fingers are gonna take a hot while to come back.

- Do you know if he’s staying for long? - Albedo asked, multitasking. He was boiling some water and mixing liquids with the herbs, while still listening to what she had to say. She didn’t come all this way to just be ignored, after all. Honestly, he couldn’t ignore her even if he wanted.

- Not really. But not for long, if I had to guess. He never stays for longer than a week. I bet he’s gonna visit that one guy from Liyue next. - she rambled, staring into the fire. It was so comforting to finally rest.

- Drink this. - he requested, giving her a cup with a flowery-smelling tea. It had the same blue hue, as the herbs that she gave him.

- Is this made from the thing you asked me to get you from Snezhnaya? - she said puzzled. - Come on, I thought you needed this for research!

- I did. I saved some of it. Come on, drink up. It’s gonna make you feel better. You need more vitamins, don’t force me to make you come all the way up here every time I see you skip meals or eat junk. - he insisted. It did make a lot of sense. Whenever she was overworking herself or too lazy to keep a healthy diet, he’d make her come to Dragonspine and drink crazy teas, which were probably vitamin bombs.

- You…you realise you couldn’ve made me a tea at home, right? - she mouthed, slowly sipping on the hot drink.

- You forget about all of the things I make you in a span of 10 minutes. They all go cold. - he pointed out. He wasn’t mad, or said it in a venomous tone.

- Good point. - she responded bluntly, trying to forgive him for the torture he made her go through. - But you could’ve just reminded me!

- Also, I need to work. - he added quickly. He focused on his work again, meanwhile she started reading a book. Albedo gifted it to her some time ago.

She managed to finish her tea. Then, he put away all of the documents he had on his desk into a drawer. He did the same with some supplies, only left a few colorful vials untouched. The blonde made his way to the girl’s side. She was feeling warm now, but looking at the horrible weather outside made her want to cry. Albedo noticed it.

- We’ll head out tommorrow when it stops snowing so much. You did a great job going through that snowstorm, I honestly thought you’d stay home. - he said, sitting down.

- Nah. I decided to be productive. I wanted to see you. - she smiled at him. Finally, she was in a good mood. He took out two bowls and finally put the wonderful-smelling soup into them. God, they were starving. It was gone in a few minutes. Now, she was fed, tired and ready to sleep.

- I think I’m gonna take a nap.

- A nap? It’s nighttime anyway. Just go to sleep. - he giggled. He slowly got up and placed a small kiss on her forehead.

- Aren’t you gonna rest too? - she asked, seeing him get back to his desk.

- No need. I’ll get plenty of that when I die.

- You’re not gonna be doing that anytime soon. Lay down with me. - she begged. She saw him hesitate for a second.

- I still need to finish this. If I won’t, I’ll need to do it some other time and you’ll have to go through the whole Dragonspine just to see me again. - he tried to negotiate.

- I will.

- Don’t you hate the snow?

- I do hate it, yes. Not as much as I love you though. - she said, her words sounding like honey to him. He had to take a breath before he responded, trying to comperhend how she never had a filter.

- Got me there. - he said, coming back to her.

Now she’ll cuddle him to death.

[chevvy-yates]

WIP Saturday

got tagged by @morganlefaye79. thank you <3

I feel like sharing a WIP today so yeah I made it WIP Saturday! Hope you guys don't mind. :P the ones I tag can still post it next Wednesday if the have something to share. Also no pressure! @dreamskug, @imaginarycyberpunk2023, @wraithsoutlaws @ugh-my-back, @kittenchrissy, @gloryride, @theviridianbunny, @humberg, @wanderingaldecaldo and @itzsassha <3

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Since I put a lot of thoughts onto my own personal VxV ship a.k.a. Ry'n'Thy and Enzolino and Jay-Jay is thriving lately as well I feel like ArkixVijay has been pushed waaaay to much into the background. So this WIP is dedicated to them!

I'm currently getting the last bits for Vijay's npv together so he can be made into one as well that soon Arki and him can be together, too. <3 I can't find my screenshot anymore but it should be close to a year when I asked @nervouswizardcycle what she thinks about Arki and Vijay having a thing going bc we used to tease each other in a deleted server about our boys in our vp. I still know how it felt like asking her (ffs I didn't even know her at all!) and when she agreed it was like "Whaaaaaat so easy?" and then she throw Arki literally at me and I ain't seen anything coming, literally unpredictable — both of them — but so exciting! And everything started to go wild.

Wild as in I started rp for the first time (and I'm still super bad at answering fast). But also wild as in my boy Vijay started from being a nobody to develop to a real character. Wild as in I created Ry (okay he was planned long before but still it let to me creating him faster than I've wanted and now I love him to friggin' bits), Thyjs and Jaysen afterwards — all tied together in this awesome story asdfghsdf. And together we worked out out more, constructed more comple thing around the core story. We still have to write a lot thanks to me being so bad at rp once again.

So I want to share a snippet of a finished rp part where I turned our writing into a readable fic form. It's a scenery-snip at the No-Tell-Motel that literally started it all what is now and coming in the future:

Arki barely reacts, raising his eyebrows, smiling a little more as he drinks his next round. He noticed the meaning of this question. Just a little more. Both of them were obviously playing to get each other aroused here, that was for sure. It was only a matter of time how far this would go on. But V likes it. it was challenging, different compared to the usual flings he’s had. That man was an unread book to him he suddenly wanted to soak in like reading a bestselling thriller shard. “Since we are alone here, you were just in a runners suit. That’s hard to forget,” Arki adds. That felt almost naked. “I love the colors, but it’s not giving any protection. Just visual distraction. It won’t stop bullets or blades.” As soon as Arki mentions V’s clothes choice, V raises one eyebrow. He takes a new sip of whiskey, feels the smooth liquid burn as it goes down his throat. "Agreed. Ain’t very protective. But like you said: distraction. Seemed to work on ya as well with you talkin’ so stoked ‘bout it.” V decides to give Arki another smirk then gets serious again. “‘Course ya right. I usually stay in the back, though. Rest of my team’s up front. A runner ain’t no good in there.” He made a pause to lean a bit forward to grab some further spice. “‘Sides, wore a jacket over it to feel not completely — unprotected and exposed.” His last word ended in a mere mumble. His eyes move to fixate Arki’s lips for a moment. What do they taste like? Blood, ironish with a salty flavor? Or maybe like a red dragon fruit, slightly sweet? he wonders, licking his lips subconsciously. Suddenly they look so glossy in the dim light, inviting and kissable to him. 

Yet still, V restrains and instead leans back again, his look shortly moving over to the tv, he’s not even interested in. The corner of his eye catches the empty bed. He continues to nip on his whiskey, curious what Arki’s going to do next. Arki ignores the spicy snack as if he doesn’t want this heat somewhere wrong, but licks his lips ready to answer. “In combat, support and runners are the first priority to deal with. But indeed — it worked on me. Not gonna hide that.” Arki has no idea how a netrunner like Vijay can be so dangerously sexy. “You are already here, so—” Arkis begins anew. Those mixed signals here running down his spine and skin, definitely must mean something. He said it his own way. Pushing the limit. “About further plan —” he goes on, downing the rest of his drink, leaving the glass on the table now leaning towards the ginger man. “I mentioned some proper time together not long ago. After today’s situation left you wind up, wanting to let it go. Don’t you feel it?” Cards on table choom! Vijay cocks his head a little at Arki’s request about feeling wind up because of the risky action situation earlier. But no, V didn’t feel wind up in any way after today, instead he just feels his arousement rising steadily, the other man's presence is causing since he arrived here. He chooses to say nothing for the moment. Meanwhile the red-haired man chose to stand up, fingers reaching the harness about to take it off. “This shower here in the room.” His head nods towards the completely open accessible shower area right next to the bed. “Why is it here when there’s another one in the separate bathroom?” Arki gallantly throws the question into the room, making V risking a look at it as well while he newly refills his tumbler. Funny idea, to build a shower this way. Is the first that comes to V’s mind. It looks somewhat like a fish tank to him, but in the shape of an oversized vase. Arki’s smooth voice gets his attention again. “It took me some time to get why.” He holds the harness in his hands now, fingers playing a little with it. “And ever since I wanted to use it in the right way — don’t mind me if I do?” The man’s request sounded playfully.  In the next moment Vijay sees the harness fly almost carelessly discarded next to him onto the couch and Arki moving slowly towards the shower taking off his turtle neck shirt. Hot shower instead of the bed, huh? Nice choice. V leans back watching Arki with delight, as the man slowly removes his clothes in a delicate way, hands moving to his belt in the most erotic and cocky way Steyr hasn’t seen in a while. Bet you’re also a sexy dancer, Vijay thinks biting his bottom lip now, eyes observing the man’s interesting and now revealed tattoo decorating his upper back. “Mmm, I don’t mind. Do as you please — as long as you don’t mind I finish my refill, watchin’ you gettin’ wet?” V counter questions shamelessly now, feeling the heat bottling up smoothly in his middle. The imagination alone makes him want to remove his own clothes and follow-up Arki instantly – he had liked to shower before anyway – still he chooses to let Arki wait.

;P

[exosorcery]

- THE EXOSORCEROR -

@dukeoftheblackstar tagged me EVER so long ago to fill this in, and - in typical Life of the Teacher fashion - I am just now getting time to do it. So here you go.

It's been so long since I was last able to post, I'm gonna just assume everyone has forgotten who I am.

Name: Kim :) My nickname is Kasey/KC.

Pronouns: They/them

Where do you call home? Saint John, New Brunswick, Canada - a little city on the Bay of Fundy. Interestingly, CNN voted it THE place to visit in the world just recently. I am still in shock over that.

Favorite animal: Horses. I love to ride. I used to lease a horse but it became cost-prohibitive and now I just WISH i rode horses. My favorite breed is the Morgan horse. Rode them waaaay back when and loved them.

Cereal of choice: Um, good question. I love MINI WHEATS but they make me gain weight faster than you can say YUM. So, no. I love them - but, NO.

Are you visual, auditory, or kinesthetic learner? Auditory OUT. I walk around talking to myself every single hour of the day. The busier the day, the louder and more constant the dialogue. My High School students just nod and smile, now. Their mums and dads (who had me as a teacher) did me a huge favor by warning them it just was my way of processing; I am not peculiar.

First pet: A stray Tabby chonker my family named Tuna. I still seem to adopt cats from all over the neighborhood... Expo, Fanta, Oliver... The list goes on and on, and I STILL do it. That's how I got Simon (the cat I have now. AKA "Pussy Pissyfoot".

Favorite scent: I am a perfume collector, so this will be a super precise answer. I LOOOOVE Vintage Poison (I know. Cringe.) A super modern one I like a lot is Fenty. Try it and thank me later.

Do you believe in astrology: Yep. I was an amateur astrologer in University in the early 90's. I also read palms and was really good at that. I am a Gemini, Moon in Pisces/Aries, Gemini Mercury, Sagittarius Mars and Taurus Venus. My chart is all over the board. I am sure this is no surprise to the people who know me well.

How many playlists do you have on spotify/apple music? I've lost count. My favorite I Tunes playlists are my 80's playlists. I also love my Bjork and Kate Bush playlists.

Sharpies or highlighters? Sharpies.

Song that makes you cry? "End of Innocence" by Enigma. Every time... but they're happy tears. It brings back wonderful memories of driving across Quebec with my family in the 90's. Quebecois have terrific taste in music and the rural stations ALL had this on their station playlist.

Song that makes you happy? "Faces" by Clio.

And finally, do you write/draw/create? Yes :D

The above image is a painting/with artistic filter I did for another graphic novel I have been working on forever. I was the reference for the female character Case... I feel like I'll never finish it. Bummer :(

[nananarc]

Sharing some vague plans for the future (long rant)

I have some long-term projects in mind that i want to be able to work on for the few years at least. Hopefully i can successfully monetize them and be able to make a living for myself doing what i actually love instead of having to take on a corporate job in a shitty company drawing fucking awful shits for awful people.

- a sporadic comic of the daily life of two women living in Hanoi. It's just gonna be a cutesy lovey story. And it's gonna depict the beauty of an ordinary life in my home country. I plan to release lineart version for free, while colored version with extras will be paid. This will allow me to work on the story faster bt dividing it into 2 phase (lineart and then color later), and also allows everyone to have access to my stories.

- nsfw comics: one shots or short series of sexual stories. I have a lot of stories in mind that i want to work on in the future. Stories of angst and fluff alike, but there's gonna be a lot of kinky boinking. I really like telling sexual stories and drawing sensual arts as you can see, so hopefully in the future i can properly share with yall what i have in mind. This is probably gonna be all paid, unfortunately. Nsfw comics are much harder and riskier to work with, so i need to make a living more out of it accordingly.

- some other slice of life comics from waaaay before: i honestly don't know how they are going to play out, but let's just put them here as a self reminder that they still exist lel.

- in the far future, a fantasy epic graphic novel with my sister: thus is more of a passion project at the moment, and it relies on my sister a lot so I can't really say much about it.

- "a complete dummy's guide to drawing" book that covers everything in the process of making art. I strive to cover all the fundamentals and self learn resources for beginners to start drawing. My goal is to provide a framework of thinking so that anyone can self study for art, especially beginner, making art more accessible to everyone. This is a very long term project and I'm only in the very early stage of skeletoning for it. It will be available for free on a pay-what-you-want basis. There are probably something like this already exist, but from my experience, the knowledge and content is very scattered and illogical. I want to give people a more scientific, logical and easier to follow approach to art. So there will be a lot of textbook formatting and havard citing xD well i came from a business background and i found scientific research methods are really convenient in self study. I have not think of a way to make this more profitable tho, especially when it's such an ambitious and long term project. Maybe I'll put it off for another few years before working on it more seriously, when I'm more financially stable. I'll still be writing notes on it on and off as i have been doing for the past couple of years tho.

- zines of artworks and sketchbooks: i plan on compiling more sketches and wips of the past and future into zines to earn some living money out of it. There will also be themed nsfw arts zines that are exclusive, but this is still a very vague idea that i have not hashed out yet.

- paid content will be either available through one time purchase zines, or subscription. Zines are simple to work out, suitable for oneshots, sketchbooks and tutorials. But subscription requires additional maintenance that frankly I'm reluctant to take on. I'm very much not a social person or social media person, and having to consistently giving creations and engaging with people sounds dreadful to me. It's also gonna be tricky to incorporate nsfw and sfw contents in the same subscription so I'll have to work that out in the future if i want to go this route.

- zines and subscription will probably be priced relatively cheap, as I'll mostly be making profits through volume, at least until i figure out a better fitted business model. Something like 5-15$, with nsfw priced higher.

- experimental art project, for a lack of better word: i have some ideas for some experimental shits, some are mixed media with original music and stuff. It will explore old ideas in a new lense, and also explore Vietnamese traditional values as well. I hope to be able to bring the full experience to both offline and online audience, but that's obviously not possible, so I'll try to tweak it so it will still be fun despite on how you experience it. There might be a way to make some money out of it, will figure it out later as i actually work on it. It's gonna be exciting and weird.

- in a far future, I'll open some sort of art mentorship that is based on subscription. I'll be coaching individual over online meetings and personal mentoring, and this is probably gonna be only 1-2 at a time. This is a far future tho.

- I think I'm gonna have a hard time making a living wage for myself considering how niche i am. All the the above are niche at least to a level. So maybe doing commission as active income is still gonna be main income. Even then my audiences are still pretty niche lmaoo but i digress. For the near future, maybe I'll only work for individual clients instead of company due to creative freedom. Not like there will be a line of company begging for me to work for them tho lel it's the opposite.

- i have always been interested in furry arts but never got to really explore this. You'll be seeing more experiment of my art on this in the future. Furries seems to be able to make money more easily too so that's a good thing.

All in all these are just some points I'm telling myself to work on in the future. It's truly hard to find a career here since no one i know irl walk in the same path, so all i do is just fumbling in the dark as i find a way. Tonight i managed to string a few coherent thoughts together so might as well put them down for future reference.

Sorry if i make it all sounds so money and business, but the hard truth is we are living in capitalism and I'm not born into a rich family. I need to be able to live alongside of actually learning how to enjoy living.

Please tell me if you have any comments or suggestions on this, because i really do need the help ahahahahhaa *crying uncontrollably

[fandomfluffandfuck]

Delete if this is too creepy/awkward…

That porn link your anon sent you was, uh, an awakening. I came harder and faster than I think I ever have (anon, if you’re reading this, my body THANKS YOU). And I want to explore the site more but it’s waaaay more hardcore than any porn I’ve watched before, and with the internet and devices being connected to everything, I’m hesitant to keep it open or create bookmarks. Even though my body (and lbh my mental health and need for stress relief) is screaming for it. I always open porn in incognito windows but who knows if that works.

Do you or your followers have advice for watching and bookmarking porn that lessens the chance of the data being connected to your Google/Apple ID/etc?

(You’re so amazing and inspiring and your writing actually makes me feel things. You’re great)

related to this

Ah, no way, basically nothing too tmi here. Don't worry about being creepy, you're all good.

I'm glad you've had an awakening. That's always fun 😏

As far as worrying about your data in reference to porn... having a VPN, in general, is always a good idea. So you might look at that if you don't already have/use one. Personally, though, I don't bookmark porn. I either remember the name of the porn to search later, or I copy and paste the link into a secure note app that I have to save it for later reference 👀 (Honestly, I don't think too hard about hiding my porn lol)

Yeah, though, if anyone else has any ideas/practices for saving porn feel free to drop it in the replies or in my ask box!

(Thanks! You're so sweet!)

[onestepbackwards]

I saw you stating you weren’t super into macrophilia,  but the way you write the twins I kinda think they’d be super into it?

Like okay immediately throw out anything death related or trauma inducing because no (we will not speak of that side of that particular fandom) and you’re left with size play, the control aspect, the care aspect and some pretty deep set trust and communication.

Emmet- I can see your version of him really REALLY being all for the control, you’re tiny and helpless and possibly depend on him for everything from food to being carried around so going from the living room to kitchen doesn’t take 15 minutes. He wouldn’t be fond of the sex life I imagine the horn dog you got him lol but he could manage.

Ingo- see him fairing waaaay better similar with the control but he’s a lot gentler, he enjoys carrying you and gets soft at every show of trust and knowing you’re putting yourself in compromising positions (literally life in his hands situation) because you know he won’t hurt you and has your best interests in mind makes him weak in the knees with affection. Honestly again given how you write him, sex wouldn’t be bad for him given he gets off to your pleasure and has an oral fixation so he wouldn’t even need to be touched to get off.

Like, I am not a huge fan, but I don’t not like macrophilia either. Just not something i’m personally into, you know? I can see some appeal!

Though let’s be honest, you are right. They both would probably be really into it. Especially for the trust and control. With Emmet, I like to write him as a switch who prefers to top and dominate. So you being incredibly tiny, he would both love/hate it. He enjoys control, but there isn’t too much he can do to you sexually if you are only 8 inches tall! ...But you are incredibly cute. He loves being able to pick you up and carry you (If you’ll let him of course. He won’t if you aren’t comfortable with it.) He is willing to still do sexual things with you, but he still wishes you were his size so he can do more. If you want him to touch you though, he well gladly do so. He loves making you squirm in his hands or on his bed, or even with his tongue. If you want to use him to get off, however... He finds he might have a new kink of sorts. Seeing tiny you grind yourself on his cock turns him on way more than he’d like to admit. He enjoys it, even if it doesn’t make him cum. He ends up thinking about it in his office, thinking how easy it’d be to hide you, and watch you use him to get off. No one would be the wiser.  Ingo, however, is secretly in love with taking care of you. The fact you trust him so much with your life? To carry you? Help provide for you? He adores it. He loves making small meals for you, and even takes up sewing to help make clothes for you! Every time you hold onto him, his heart pounds a little faster. He loves you so much, and loves caring for you. He also isn’t super sexually active, but if you are in the mood, he will gladly take care of you! He gets off from your pleasure, and would love to use his tongue on you, if you’d let him. He could do it for hours. You don’t even have to be worried about him getting off. When you cum from him touching you, bringing you pleasure, he’s already staining his underwear, cumming from pleasing you alone. However, if you want to touch him... He won’t be opposed. Seeing tiny you rub yourself on his cock, using the friction to get off would easily make him cum. ...And seeing you covered in his cum makes him incredibly hard. He likes the thought of his spent covering you, basically as a claim. Expect him to be ready for another round.

[dragonclaude]

Hello! Do you have any tips on animation? I think you make some beautiful ones and I wanted to know how. Does it take a lot of time? and do you enjoy it?

Oh, sure I do, and thank you! Though keep in mind what I'm about to say just applies to frame-by-frame traditional animation as 3D and Puppeting animation are their own beasts. I also assume you at least know the principles and some exercises as Im going to call them by name here. If not there’s a ton of videos out there that can tell you like this one!

While I leave it at 3 bullet points, I still think this is a hefty amount of writing soooo long post below!

There are three major tips I can give to an animator:

1) Learn how to simplify the body into a series of shapes.

If you want to animate figures,(human or animal!) I think this is probably the most important idea for you to practice. Animation is about movement, and if you’re focused on minute details from the beginning, you will spend too much time erasing and fixing them to get your motion right. If you start with simpler shapes instead, it will help you, both, draw faster and have an easier time understanding how the body parts look from different perspectives straight away. Here’s the “skeleton” I use for my art and animation as an example of what I mean:

To me the chest is an egg with an arc on the front, the forearms/shins are teardrop shapes, the head is an oval with another egg behind it, the collarbone is just a cupid bow shape, hands are a gumdrop shape with sticks. And you should find ways to understand it too! I've seen people that understand the body with blocky shapes, purely with arcs or just circles too.

And also, here's a quick example I whipped up. This is how I use them for the early stages of animation:

Everyone's idea of a “skeleton” will be a little different, but it should serve the same purpose! Use different colors, stick figures, or whatever makes sense to you as long as you can draw it loosely and it keeps you in the flow.

2) Exercises are important for fundamentals but you will learn way more when you apply them to personal projects.

Yes, do the bouncing ball, pendulum swing, walk cycle, and floursack exercise but also don’t let that be the only thing you do! If you use these ideas and apply them to bigger projects, you will also have to solve smaller, specific problems you wouldn’t face if you stuck to exercises all the time. This could be “how do I do that with this program?” or “how does this specific thing look in this angle?” and being able to solve them makes you a stronger animator! (Animation forums and Google will always be there for you I promise. Search up your problems.)

For example: Take the timing you learned from doing the bouncing ball but then try to make the ball a round, little creature. More than that, put it in an environment and give it a reason for it to be bouncing like that. If you do this, you would learn how to change the features of this creature when it squashes and stretches, how to keep its details consistent, how to affect the environment, and possibly character acting if it has a reaction in the end. Waaaay more than if it was just a circle and a line.

You are creative, there's practically an infinite amount of things you can do. Animate things you enjoy!

3) Don't be afraid to use yourself or videos online as a reference.

It’s absolutely not cheating! And reference will be essential for lots of animations; you're not going to know what everything in the world moves like in the beginning. In an era where Youtube, TikTok, Twitter, whatever, exists and everyone has a video camera practically at their fingertips, I think it’s easy to find a way around things you don't know how to animate at first. Take the video, skim through it a few frames at a time and draw the pose you see. I like to do every 4 frames personally but going on 8s, 10s or even 2s is not too bad either, especially if the motion happens really fast. You can always tweak your poses or add more frames in-between later!

As for your next questions, sure it takes a lot of time but it gets easier the more you're in the flow. I consider myself a quick drawer. I can hyperfocus and bang out several rough animation shots in a day but it all depends on my motivation to start it in the first place. It likes to fluctuate a lot so, that’s really the deciding factor to how much time it takes ^^; Though yes, since it is animation, it will naturally take a while to complete no matter who you are, unfortunately. But I still enjoy it regardless! No matter what I still live for seeing the whole thing come together when I hit play. When characters come to life and I'm like wow! I did that! I made life!! That's the thing that keeps me going and what I love about doing animation.

Finally, I also want to plug Toniko Pantoja who makes great animation tutorials and lessons as well!

[kazzykatt]

Actually!! What are some stories and plot lines for your OCs :)

i gotta admit i had some troubles with this ask, because I for the life of me could not find a solid definition/translation for "plot line" so apologies if this is not correct xd

with that said, this is gonna be long

okay so first of all, i don't have 1 plot (or at least i think i don't, i dont follow just one oc's story)

i try to keep my ocs in groups so every set of characters (families, friends, etc) have their own little plot. Some of them collide with each other, some of them will never met, some will met waaaay later. Idk it makes their lifes more realistic 🤔

what they do share is living in the same planet (with some exceptions) and thus sharing the same magic system.

is the story of the planet a plot line? 🤔 idk but its 6am when I'm writing this so i dont care (disclaimer: I suck at naming things)

So, in the beginning there where 3 species: Magic Beings (SdM/Seres de Magia), Dens and Gelozens (basically demons and angels lol). They lived peacefully and mostly ignored eachother. Then one day, Haches appeared.

This weird little creatures didnt have any type of magic. Their bodies weren't made to channel it. This was new, but none of the other species cared enough. A big mistake on their part. You see, Haches have a great adaptation capacity and they were also curious, it wasn't long until they began learning. About their surroundings and about the other creatures living in the same planet. They explored, they investigated. They created their own thing. If they couldn't do magic, they could do other things and soon, they could do almost the same as the other creature could. Flying, faster transportation, moving stuff without their hands, they could do all this and more.

But it wasn't enough. They were still ignored. Even after some individuals from other species started taking interest in the Haches, and shared all their knowledge. Even after mixing and creating new species, it wasn't enough to be taken seriously.

And they got angry.

This is how The End of the First Era started.

For beings with short lifes like Haches, the war lasted a lifetime.

For immortal beings like everyone else, everything ended too fast.

How the Haches made magic inhibitors (something capable of deleting magic from existence) is a mystery to this day. Dens and Gelozen blamed each other, separating their kingdom and cursing one another on the process. Magic Beings almost go extinct. Almost.

But yeah, magic got messed up, completely changed from what it used to be, starting Era Two of the planet... The Haches got kinda what they wanted, a world where every creature has at least a little of magic inside them.

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uuuuhhh i don't have more info for now, If anyone likes this I'll make a second part or something :3c

[stoic-whumpee]

Hi! It's me again! I hope I'm not bothering by coming here again (if so, I'm sorry :( )

So

In my story the captain does become a vengeful spirit but he doesn't want them to just die... he wants to haunt them until they go after a breaking point. Be it either grief/guilt/anger/sadness idk.

My question is: should he just ... Vanish? After he has reconciliation with his team, his spirit is at peace (i think so) so should he just vanish? Just haunt the seas? Be reborn? That's the part I'm not sure what to do.

And since we're here for angst (hehehe love it!) I wanted some prompts for family whump (if you have the time to make some, of course)

Some context:

He's living with his mother in England after he fights with his father, thus he meets his mom's new husband and his half siblings. The older half sibling hates him at first, and the second half sibling tries his best to be as kind as possible (he's a child btw).

In the end, Character A (the one who becomes the captain waaaay later) does have a good relationship with his half siblings but only after a long time of living with them.

Maybe family whump for the siblings and the mother? (Her new husband is an asshole, not an evil one but still an asshole).

Thanks for reading this far if you did it, I love your prompts and you're the first one who payed some attention to my request after time and time again asking some people to make some prompts.

Have a good day!!! You rock ✨

Hewwo!

For the Captain, I'd say it depends on your world building and your Captain's characterisation. Like what is the norm for spirits in your world to go after they are done with the things that hold them back to the living world? Is there anything different from the Captain that makes his end different than a "normal" spirit.

Also consider what would be the most fulfilling for your Captain after reconciliation with his crew. I also think it's not *what* you write about it but *how* you write about the ending that is more important. 'Cause I think all endings you list out can have merits of their own, and how you explore each of them and use them to tie up the narrative in a satisfying way is entirely up to you. Would he find peace roaming the seas, and if he does, would he do it alone or with his crew? If he vanishes or moves onto a spirit realm, how would he part with the world and the crew? What would being reborn do to the story, and how can you tie reincarnation into an ending of a story?

For your next question, it'll be under the cut. TW for domestic violence and abuse. I also suggest you look into stories from domestic abuse survivors to know how to write about this in a respectful way, cause this is a very real topic that prevalently affects people. 

Also check out [this post] where I answered a similar question. 

If you have more questions, feel free to send another ask or DM me. I answer to DM way faster than I answer asks.

- The new husband encourages the half sibling to hate/bully character A, possibly leading by example. He berates A, talks down to him, cuts him off, acts like A is useless/knows nothing etc. 

- Similarly, but encourage the older sibling to also bully the younger sibling for being too “soft” with A. 

- Not letting his wife/their mother have a say in anything, especially when it comes to A and the other kids. He talks over her and just turns her away when she tries to stop him. 

These are kinda vague but I think I went into more details in the other post :D 

[haleigh-sloth]

Why do you think Endeavor and Hawks have the worst dynamic in the series? The ship makes me uncomfortable, but I think at least from Hawks’ end, the attachment he has could be interesting if handled meaningfully. I don’t /like/ it, since it seems incredibly lonely for Hawks’ life to revolve around supporting one man, especially when you compare him to Twice who had friends he loved. I guess I am not sure if HK is going to dive deeply into Hawks’ mental state / coping mechanisms at this point.

In my opinion, I find the dynamic between E and Hox not interesting. I feel like their dynamic is overrated and I just don't care for their interactions. I feel like the dynamic between Hox & Dabi and Dabi & his father are far more interesting. Even Stain & Lida and Kurogiri & Aizawa are more interesting dynamics. Its going to be such a shame if the series doesn't explore that more. I'm hoping E & Hox get put on back burner for a little bit we need space from them.

Answering these two together.

Also side note: I’m not sure why I get so many Hawks asks like bro I am not nice to him why do y’all come to me 😭 I follow several blogs that genuinely love Hawks and still criticize him fairly. I feel like I am just mean to him lol. Anyway.

ALSO ANOTHER SIDE NOTE: the ship—I pretend it doesn’t exist.

Regarding Hawks and E’s dynamic—it’s supposed to be a horrible dynamic. And that’s what’s interesting about it—or what could be.

The problem is, as first anon said, I do not believe that Hori is going to dive into Hawks’s psyche more than he already has, or at the very least MUCH more. There’s a lot to explore in Hawks’s mind, but there isn’t enough time, this isn’t his story, and there are far more interesting/important things that need to happen, so it’s not the place for that.

Basically what I expect for Hawks is for Hori to sloppily deliver on his foreshadowing. Hawks dies heroically because he inserted himself into the Todoroki plot line with the intention of protecting someone who doesn’t need or deserve it (Endeavor) from someone who DOES need it and deserves it (Touya). It’s the wrong choice, he’s making the wrong choice. Again, after refusing to acknowledge what he did to Twice was wrong until it’s too late. This is definitely preferable to the second expectation I have which is Hori decided to back out of killing off Hawks (because he’s popular 🙄) and just has the story pretend everything Hawks did either doesn’t matter, or just brushes over the consequences.

I’m not against Hawks surviving but like at THIS point??? This whole Hawks kissing Endeavor’s ass has been drug out waaaay too long and I’ve lost my patience with his character. He’s made zero progress this arc. ZERO. For fucks sake the main character who had been stagnant for 314 chapters has had more development in this arc than Hawks, and Hawks is a MUCH better/more compelling character than Midoriya. But for some reason Hori has either given up on, put on pause, or backed out of his original plan for Hawks. Why? Idk, doesn’t matter. All we can do is wait until we see some development for him and hope it’s decently done.

I’m not very optimistic in Hawks realizing how unhealthy and BAD his attachment to Endeavor is. Like I’m not sure Hori will deliver on it. I do think there’s a good chance Hawks will realize what he did to Twice was wrong, and I expect him to see that Touya needs to be saved, but I don’t expect much exploration of his thoughts when it comes to Endeavor. Like, he’s like Midoriya where all development and writing consistency just goes OUT the window when it comes to Endeavor. It’s ridiculous. God.

Addressing second anon: The thing about Hawks is that I don’t find his dynamic with anybody in particular interesting at all. I find Hawks’s inner world and thoughts more interesting because he himself carries a lot of potential. He could seriously be so much better if he’d develop faster. But idk man. But yeah, there are a bunch more character dynamics in BNHA that I find interesting that don’t involve Hawks.

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for the fic ask game, multiples of five!! and for ruins :)

Hey Luka!!! thanks for the asks (there are so many omg)

5: Share a snippet that you’re proud of from an upcoming fic/chapter.

I know what you want and you're not getting it 😉 Instead have some waaaay in the future migratory birds

Things are...different when Damian comes home for summer. More frantic, tighter, hotter and faster and it makes Damian feel bad that the only one on vacation is him. He works a morning shift three times a week at the clinic, just desk work, but it gives him the kind of behind-the-scenes knowledge that a veterinary medicine degree won’t give him. Sometimes Mark the vet lets him stand in the corner and watch procedures. Sometimes Bianca the vet-tech lets him look at blood samples down a microscope. And then there’s Chara and Mel who sneak him in before his shift to cuddle the in-patients with them on their early morning rounds, and slide boxes of Chara’s grandfather’s homemade baklava across the front desk as they troop in from their lunch break. Aaron, who mans the front desk and supervises Damian, wants to be an accountant. This is something Damian will never understand. He lets Aaron do all the accounts and systems and spreadsheets, and takes over customer service instead. He signs in the patients, gives them all the pamphlets they’ll ever need, spends one - horrifically dull - morning crossing out the landline number on every business card in the stack when they switch over to online booking only.

He comes home in the early afternoons with hours of nothing stretching out before him and does nothing but watch out the ceiling fan whir. New York summers are hot as hell. He cannot physically bring himself to move from the floor. Titus tries to flop down on top of him and his body heat is too much for Damian. He shoves him off, and Titus whines as if he’s actually hurt by this.

“You,” Damian tells him seriously, “are an over-dramatic idiot.” Titus thumps his tail on the floor and licks Damian’s face. It’s disgusting, but his slobber is surprisingly cool.

10: Who has been your favourite character to write about in 'ruins'? What do they bring to the fic?

Why would you make me choooooose? Tim and Steph are both so much fun to write. Chaos gremlins who share half a braincell between them. I don't want to choose one. The best thing about them is that neither of them actually hold the braincell, but each of them thinks they do. If that makes any sense at all. Like they both think they're so smart and so mature, but really they are just stupid teenagers and it's actually so much fun. They're great as unreliable narrators because they don't think they are! They think they're totally reasonable!

15: Which fic that you’ve written relates to you and your personal life the most?

Well they all do a little I think? Like 'ruins' is a chance for me to rag on the BM and repatriation/decolonisation efforts; 'migratory birds' is wish-fulfillment for 17 yr old me who wanted to go to vet school; 'if wishes were horses' is pretty self-explanatory in inspiration. But the only time I've written a fic and gone 'oh this is really personal maybe I shouldn't do this' was sticks and stones, so I'd have to say that.

20: Which fic have you put the most work into? Which fic have you put the least work into?

Most: in terms of time and background research? ruins. I have spent hours on google looking for specific facts, or places of interest, or archeological stuff, and half of it doesn't actually make it into the fic I just find it interesting and then 4 hours later I'm still on wikipedia and 0 words have been written.

Least: There are fics that I have rattled out in an hour at 1am. Anything tagged 'I wrote this instead of sleeping' is one of those. The one I will say as my ultimate 'least effort' is probably the one with Damian and Santa solely bc I don't remember anything about it. I wrote it at like midnight on Christmas eve and posted it unedited.

25: If you could remove one character from ruins’s universe, who would it be? Why?

Most of the characters I don't think I could actually remove without crippling the story. But, I think I mentioned Ives once or twice and I realised very quickly that he was mentioned solely bc I wanted Tim to have friends, and I remembered his name before anyone else's. So, I'd probably remove him, bc I know nothing about him as a character, and replace him with someone else. I had the chance to bring Bernard back before it was cool and I blew it!

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