#i know some of y’all will disagree but please don’t come for me

[l44serbeam]

— PASS TIME ࣪𖤐 𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦𝐬 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

warnings — swearing, insecurity, anxiety, blood, guns, smut, heavy make out, fingering (r!recieving), nipple play, softdom!ellie, hair pulling, hickeys, degradation (y/n calls ellie pathetic in a joking way)

Stuck in a abandoned pharmacy closet during a storm while on a patrol, Ellie seems to have some interesting ideas on what to do while you wait it out. these ideas lead you to believe that maybe she doesn’t hate you as much as you thought she did.

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There was one thing y/n had in agreement with Ellie Williams and that was that the two of them did not get along.

Whether it was being paired together on patrol and disagreeing on working methods or bickering over meals, the two just couldn’t seem to live in harmony.

It wasn’t because they were polar opposites or anything. On the contrary, the two were quite alike. Both carried an aura of intimidation and were known to be very good fighters. In reality, they had no real reason to have this dispute.

So when Maria partnered the two up for a two day long run to an abandoned town many miles out, not even an hour went by before they were both banging at her door.

“Its for the best. You two are my strongest forces and it’s a far place…” Maria began, looking away from them as she folded the blankets on her couch. “We’re running low on medical supplies and i don’t have enough people to spare to send a whole team. Plus, it’ll do you guys good to be out there with one another. Get to know each other maybe. End what ever stupid rivalry y’all seem to have going on.”

The two groaned and protested but Maria made it clear her pairing was final, no questions to be asked about it anymore.

“This isn’t some simple patrol y/n. No fucking around. Follow my lead, we don’t separate, and we don’t detour.” Ellie instructs sharply as the two rode down the forest, freshly leaving Jackson and preparing for the mission ahead.

“You talk to me like im not the one who was literally raised out here. If anything you should be following my lead.” y/n responded.

Ellie rolled her eyes and scoffed. “That doesn’t make you better. Just means more people were around to save your ass.”

“Then why am I here?”

“To make my life miserable apparently.”

Y/n sighed as her tongue poked the inside of her cheek. She seemed to almost be trying to contain herself, a desperate look of wanted to punch the girl on the horse next to her lingered on her face.

“Literally the only reason im on this run with you Ellie is because i am just as capable as you. So please, shut the fuck up and leave me be.” She retorted sourly, looking the opposite way from Ellie and into the trees. She didn’t want to deal with this now. The hollow, harmful words that they threw at each other.

Ellie turned her head the slightest, catching a glimpse pf her, almost slightly stunned at her response.

The two always argued, that was known, but it was never like that. The harshness and seriousness of her last words surprised Ellie, not being the usual sassy clap back she gave that Ellie could actually respond to. This time, y/n looked distant and out of it but Ellie decided to respect her wishes, looking back ahead and letting silence remain between the two.

The people that surrounded them always tried to recall why the two fueded, but no one ever could. It seemed like from the very first time they interacted, they just didn’t like each other. But, their “first” interaction according to those people wasnt truly their first interaction.

Y/n was brought into Jackson three years ago, scared and alone. Covered in blood and looking with eyes that seemed to shoot daggers at everyone. A team of people had come across her, running from three runners in a torn down office building. Once settled, she had been given a house next to Joels, being one of the smaller ones considering she was just one person.

For the first few days, y/n didn’t leave her house, taking advantage of the fact she hadn’t been assigned with a job yet and avoiding interaction with the public. The majority of the town still hadn’t even seen her since she first came in, rumors beginning to spread about who she was. Some said she had a face covered in scared skin, others said she was tiny and frail but her hands were stained a deep red with blood.

Ellie being the way she was, desperately wanted to know who she really was. She wanted to see this girl and figure out whether the monstrosities people whispered about her.

Y/n was awoken one morning by three heavy knocks on her door. She seriously considered ignoring them, groaning into her pillow as she stood up.

Could be important. She told herself. When she swung the door open, the girl that stood before her was unfamiliar. Unlike most people, she looked closer to her own age, being 17 at the time. The wide smile on her face faltered and her eyes widened when her eyes met with y/ns. Her hands flew up to the hairs sticking out of her bun and tried to smooth them back as much as possible.

“Um… Hello?” Y/n quipped, breaking the girl from whatever trance she was stuck in, her cheeks reddening and eyes rushing the the ground.

“Oh- Uh- Hi! Im Ellie. Your neighbor.” She began, pointing at her own home in the distance. Y/n nodded and gave her an acknowledging smirk.

“Im y/n,” She introduced, leaning against the door with her hand still on the handle. “Is there anything i can help you with?” She asked when Ellie returned to silence again.

“N-No not eaxctly. In all honesty i came by out of curiosity. Wanted to see if you were really like some murderous crazy person.” She laughed slightly, a strange pitting feeling in her stomach.

Y/ns eyebrows knitted together and her demeanor changed as she shifted on her legs.

“Why? Because im from the outside? So seems like since Im not from some fuck ass FEDRA base or some community im automatically a wild animal that kills people for fun?” She begins, clearly offended by Ellies comment.

Ellies eyes opened worriedly. “No no no. I didn’t mean it like that! I just meant that thats what people have been sort of saying about you since no ones really seen you. Kinda cant blame them-”

“For titling me as some savage just because I was born outside their little bubble?”

“Im just saying you haven’t really given them much to work on. And its not like your the sweetest either.” She said, mumbling the last bit.

Y/n scoffed, stepping back into the house but leaving the door open, her hand still on the door knob. “You come to my house, call me a murderous crazy person, then try to justify it?”

“I wasn’t calling you that. I- I just meant i get why youve stayed home but you really havent gone out and last time people saw you was when you first came in and-“ Ellie hissed and raised her eyebrows, suggesting severity, “that wasn’t exactly the kindest sight.” She finished rambling, realizing it didn’t help in the slightest when her eyes fell on y/n.

“Ok you know what, fuck you.” y/n said, slamming the door shut and leaving Ellie wide eyed and red.

How could i have fucked that up so badly. Ellie asked herself frozen in guilt and embarrassment.

After that, Ellie couldn’t bare being around her and not feeling that turmoiling feeling in her gut. She automatically counteracted it with harsh comments and rudeness. Even when a few days later, y/n attempted to apologize, Ellie dismissing her with a rude comment and sparking another fight that solidified their dislike.

But after a year or two and one drunken evening where their bickering turned into borderline foreplay, the dynamic changed. The majority of times, their stabs at each other seemed to be laced with an igniting feeling and fiery looks at each other. People close to them had seemed to start noticing this shift, whether it was the devilish smirks on Ellies face or the way y/n seemed to gravitate closer and closer to her.

So now, when y/n had barely even looked Ellie in the eye and dryly responded to every comment thrown at her by the girl as the walked down the foreign towns roads, the map in Ellies hand and a knife in y/ns, Ellie couldnt help but feel a growing sense of concern.

Did someone do something to her? She wondered, anger stacking up at this imaginary person just at the thought of it

“The pharmacy should be up ahead. Joel gave me a side note to check back room closest and storage rooms. Most should be locked so they’ll probably have shit inside.” Ellie began, scanning her surroundings.

“If the rooms are locked how are we getting in?” Y/n asked.

“Lucky for us, i have a lock pick and 6 hours worth of learning from Tommy.” She says with a smirk. Y/n simply nods and keeps walking with precaution.

“Whats up with you?” Ellie finally voices, her tome coming out harsher than she’d meant it to.

“Nothing. I thought we weren’t fucking around so thats what im doing. Not fucking around.” She shot back. Ellie sighed and rolled her eyes.

“God you’re dramatic.” She mumbled under her breath.

Y/n scoffed a sarcastic laugh, suggesting her comment to be absurd, but she didn’t respond.

Suddenly, thunder boomed from the gray clouds above, the scent of rain invading their senses with the gust of wind that hit them.

“Shit.” Ellie hissed beneath her breath. “We should get to the pharmacy soon. Seems like it gonna be a bad one.” She finished, referencing to the harsh wind that rocked the trees and over grown vines around them, the sky darkening above them.

“We should pick up the pace.” Y/n suggested as she began jogging and Ellie trailed behind her.

As the two felt patters of rain fall on their shoulders, the jog became a run as the wind picked up.

“There!” Ellie yelled, pointing ahead of them to their left. As the two approached, they saw the busted out windows, the glass covering the ground around it.

They jumped through the glassless windows and unto the store. The two breathed heavily when they reached somewhat safety.

The pharmacy looked completely ran through, shelves thrown all over the ground and trash everywhere.

“He was right! Come back here Ellie.” Y/n yelled against the sound of the wind whistling. By this point, the weather had reached full storm level and the strength of the wind tunneled throughout the exposed pharmacy.

With the aggressive push of the wind on Ellies back, she ran to y/n.

“Fuck i don’t know how well i can do this while a fucking tornado is going on.” She yelled at y/n as she crouched before the door knob.

“Ill block you.” Y/n said as she stood behind Ellie, bringing her arms to lean on the door on each side of Ellie above her, y/n head near Ellies neck and the gusts of wind pushing y/ns front into Ellies back. How the fuck is this supposed to help me focus.

Ellie inserted the lock pick into the slot and began twisting and turning it, different clicks falling into place and the knob rattling.

Y/n couldn’t lie, but her apathetic mood almost slipped with Ellies proximity. As Ellies arms moved to undo the lock, her back muscles flexed against y/ns chest, the wind blowing her into Ellies neck, the scent of pinewood soap and the metallic sent of blood from the infected they’d taken down earlier.

“I got it!” Ellie beamed, shooting up to pull the door. The resistance of the wind made it particularly difficult to open, y/n grabbing onto the door through the little crack Ellie opened and helped her.

When it opened just enough, the two rushed in as Ellie gripped the door, letting it slam closed when they were in. The room was pitch black, the two utterly unaware of their surroundings.

Ellie fiddled with the knob and tried to open the door, her theory being proved when the door didn’t budge at her push.

“Guess were camping in here tonight.” She said as y/n clicked on the flash light. The two looked around and saw quite a few things they could bring back. Bulk packages of ibuprofen and other medications.

“Fuck yeah.” Ellie said, inspecting the items and making sure they weren’t broken open or contaminated.

y/n set down her bag and removed her sleeping bag from it, laying it on the ground.

“Think the horses will be ok?” Ellie asked, attempting to start conversation.

“Yeah they should be. I tied down the garage door pretty well.” She responded, grabbing amo and supplies out of the bag to clean and reload her gun.

Ellie sat down on the ground in the small spot that wasn’t covered by y/ns sleeping bag, her lip in between her teeth and eyes nervous, like she was resisting saying something.

Y/ns eyes flickered up from the gun to Ellies face. “What?” She asked.

“Why are you acting weird?” Ellie finally asked. “You’ve been super fucking offputish and like not talking.”

Y/n sighed and shook her head in almost disbelief. “I haven’t been acting weird Ellie. Were on a mission and im focusing on it like you said.” She repeated, making Ellie bite her cheek at the rising feeling of guilt . “And why do you even fucking care. You dont want me to be here and i dont want to be here. We dont have to pretend.”

“What do you mean i dont want you to be here?” Ellie asked accusatively.

“You’ve made it pretty obvious Ellie! Like for the past three years maybe!” Y/n said, putting down the gun and investing herself into the interaction.

“Why would you say that? I never said i dont want you here. Never.” Ellie retorted, putting a punctuating finger in the air.

“You practically do every day! You pick apart everything i do and make sure to insult me on it. I mean Jesus i cant breath around you without you telling me im doing something wrong!” Y/n began yelling, rising to her feet and towering above Ellie, her eyes going up all of y/ns body as they fell on her face.

Fuck. y/n thought. Her eyes. Her big, round, bright eyes looked up at her, her eyebrows knitted together and tongue cupping her teeth.

“You say that like you don’t do the same thing y/n! Dont act like im just some bully, this situation goes both ways!” She said, also coming up to her feet to match y/n.

“I do it because im not gonna let you just insult me and act like nothing happened! Im not going to let that slide Ellie so of course i argue back but thats because you start it!” Y/n said, punctuating her ‘you’ by aggressively poking Ellies chest, her wrist immediately being caught by the girls strong hand.

They’re eyes met one another, anger coating them. But, beneath, there was something else. Something almost animalistic.

“Stop fucking yelling at me.” Ellie said, her words bitter but tone almost pleading.

The closeness between the two finally seemed to settle in their minds. Y/n’s wrist still in Ellies hand, their fronts pressed together. Y/n could feel Ellies warm breath against her skin, igniting goosebumps all along her spine.

There was no way Ellie didn’t feel it too, she thought. There was no way that Ellie would let herself be in this position if she wasn’t feeling the same carnal compulsion as her. She wouldn’t be looking at her with the eyes she was.

“Make me.” y/n said, her actions turning to become beyond her own control.

A devilish smirk painted Ellies lips for mere seconds before she slammed herself into y/ns lips, the force so strong y/n back hit the wall behind her.

Their bodies flowed together violently, pushing each others hips back and forth against one another. The kiss was fueled with regressed anger and burning passion, tongues not waiting a second to collide.

Y/ns hands found themselves to grab onto the girls hair, nails scratching at her scalp as she hissed into y/ns mouth.

“You’re a bitch, you know that?” Ellie groaned into her mouth.

“You’re telling me?” Y/n responded, Ellies taking advantage and letting her lips trail down y/ns neck, latching onto her pulse point the second she felt ut and biting down, a breath of air harshly leaving y/ns lips as she felt Ellies thigh press against the place she wanted her most.

The lack of friction from layers of clothing made y/n whine as she tried to find some kind of it, grinding against Ellies leg as she made an attack on y/ns neck, leaving red marks in her trail that were sure to become purple within a few hours.

“Desperate aren’t ya?” Ellie litted.

“Fuck you.”

Ellie laughed, her teeth pressed cold against y/ns jaw. “Isn’t that what you’re trying to do?”

y/n rolled her eyes and pulled Ellies head back into a heated kiss, one Ellie cheekily smiled into. Her warm hands found themselves under y/ns shirt going up, dragging up y/ns shirt with it.

“This ok?” Ellie asked, y/ns frantic nods being her signal to fully separate and remove the shirt over y/ns head.

She looked down at y/n in awe, her tongue peaking out from between her lips and her cheeks reddening. “Fuck. i’ve been wanting this for so long.”

“Oh really?” Y/n responded as she brought her arma up to rest of Ellies shoulder, her own hands on y/ns hips, holding the two of their pelvises pressed together.

“Yeah, really. From the time you opened your door front door and yelled at me.” Y/n laughed at that.

“God you’re so pathetic.” She laughed as Ellies arms wrapped around her upper body and unclipped y/ns bra, slowly pulling the straps down her arms.

“Watch yourself. Just cause im gonna fuck you does it mean im gonna be nice.” Ellie said into her ear, shots of electricity flying down y/ns back.

Before y/n could say anything in return, her head flew back against the wall as she felt Ellies lips wrap around her nipple and her hands knead the other. Her tongue worked against it and she rolled her thigh up and down, an extended groan leaving y/ns lips.

She switched positions, paying attention to the other nipple and reciprocating her same movements,

Y/ns hand knotted itself in Ellies auburn hair as her lips seared her chest.

Ellies lips kissed up her breast, her neck and her jaw and fell into y/ns mouth, her hand crawling down and being met with the barrier of y/ns jeans.

“Can i get these off of you baby?” She asked into y/n’s mouth, her words rushed and desperate.

Y/ns hands came to the button of her pants and undid them, lowering them slightly and undoing the zipper. Ellies didn’t wait a second before dipping into the pants, the pads of her fingers pressing into y/n’s aching clit.

Y/n let out a lengthy moan as Ellie drew tight circles, her slick pooling in her panties. She mewled desperately, her hips grinding against Ellies hand.

“Shit- Please Ellie. More.” Y/n groaned, her head falling into the crook between Ellies shoulder and neck.

Ellie smiled smugly, pressing kisses into her exposed shoulders as she pushed aside y/ns underwear. “Whatever you want, pretty.” Ellie said, her middle finger running through her wetness, separating her folds and making a mess of her.

Ellie cursed under her breath at the feeling of y/n clenching around nothing, practically begging for her fingers.

Appeasing her wishes, Ellie sunk two fingers into her slowly, hooking her fingers to bottom out into the sweet spot that caused y/n to moan out into Ellies neck.

Gently, Ellie pulled put her fingers and pushed them back in, her palm hitting y/ns clit in the movement. She Ellie repeated her movements over and over, her free hand coming down from y/n’s waist and to the back of one of her thighs, lifting it from the ground and up to Ellies waist, giving her better access to hit y/n as deep as possible.

Y/n’s moans and pants made the hairs on Ellies neck stand. She couldn’t believe this. She thought shed utterly blown her chances from the second y/n first raised her voice at her, standing on her porch. Now, she was knuckle deep in her and cradling her body against the wall.

“Fuck Ellie don’t stop. Im close-” Y/n groaned.

Impossibly, Ellies fingers started to slam into her faster, the vibrations shooting straight to y/n’s clit and the tips of her finger repeatedly plunged against the spot that made y/n moan out in pleasure. “I wasn’t planning on it.”

Y/n legs began to shake, Ellie keeping her pressed against the wall and holding her up with her leg and hand. Ellie could feel y/n’s insides spasming around her fingers, her orgasm close and brimming.

“C’mon baby. I know you’re there.” She mumbled into her ear.

Y/n’s eyes squeezed tightly and her mouth flew open silently, her hand flying to Ellies wrist as a way of stabilization as her orgasm flushed over her like a tsunami. Wetness rolled down Ellies fingers, Y/n’s pants and underwear made a complete mess.

Once y/n’s breathing settled, Ellie removed her fingers from her and brought them to her own lips.

“Fuck. You taste good.” She whispered, kissing up her neck and into her lips.

She settles y/n’s leg down but still held onto her waist, her knees bucking the second she put weight on them, making them both laugh.

“I should change into the other pants.” y/n quipped, separating from the kiss.

“Yeah you should..” Ellie said almost dismissively as she pulled y/n down to lay on the sleeping bag, flipping over and placing herself on top.

“Whenever im done with you i mean.”

a/n: heyy babes! my bad i said i was gna post this last night but i got a little too high and fell asleep at like 5pm and forgot to post it 😭😭 also i got carried away with added backstory and setting so i hope you enjoy my beauts. Also wanted to giv a big thank u for the positive feed back on Tired of You!! part two is gna be out on sunday for any of you guys reading this that are waiting for that too!!

[thepradapariah]

Astrology Observations

Twin Flames 😇😈, Karmics 🪐 & Soulmates 🕊

AUTHOR’S NOTES

Hello to all the Kosmic Baddies!! And welcome to all the new ones! I ADORE you all. All the positive comments and words of encouragement really make my soul warm and it means the world to me that you enjoy the content as much as I enjoy making it.

You all have given me the energy to write something else! And I appreciate it because I get so bored……………………………………

Thank y’all. Love y’all and I hope y’all enjoy this post. If you aren’t interested in my definitions, you can scroll down to the observations. I promise, I won’t take it personally :)

With Love & Lust,

A-D

INTRODUCTION

Unlike most of my other posts, this is a breakdown for how to read soulmate connections in a chart. Most of these observations are ones that me and my sister made just studying couples in pop culture and in our personal relationships. I thought it would be a fun post to write how I categorize these different kinds of relationships.

This post is probably my most subjective in awhile. These aren’t rules, per-say, but they are patterns I noticed when studying different relationships.

First, I will breakdown MY interpretations of what all these different titles mean, and then I will breakdown how they MAY appear in a chart. It is imperative to have the correct birth details for these observations to reign true. In Vedic Astrology, you don’t have to have a birth time because you can use these same calculations through the Moon chart. (Making the moon sign the ascendent. For instance, I am an Aquarius Sun and an Aries Moon, so my Moon chart starts with Aries. So my first house is in Aries, Second house in Taurus, third house in Gemini etc. My sister on the other hand is a Gemini Sun, Scorpio Moon, so her Moon Chart would be Scorpio in the first house, Sagittarius in the second house, Capricorn in the third house etc. Moon charts are a nifty thing to look at when doing astrological overlays, particularly if you don’t have an accurate birth time).

Again, just a friendly reminder that this is a PERSONAL OPINION piece. Now, for those of you who have been with me for my previous post, you know I’m not talking out my ass. So I can absolutely promise that I am giving you the most educated and thought out explanation that I can give at the moment. I am by no means the final say on ANY of this stuff, I am far from God and don’t want to be the judge or the jury…it is faaaarrr too much work. But please understand that there may be some things in this post you disagree with~ that is LOVELY, share your opinion with me in the comment section, I am more than happy to hear from you and listen to your insight!

But without further ado, let's break this down shall we?

DEFINITIONS

Karma:

Hinduism, Buddhism. action, seen as bringing upon oneself inevitable results, good or bad, either in this life or in a reincarnation: in Hinduism one of the means of reaching Brahman.: Compare bhakti (def. 1), jnana.

Theosophy. the cosmic principle according to which each person is rewarded or punished in one incarnation according to that person's deeds in the previous incarnation.

Soulmates:

Soulmates are just that– a mate for your soul. This is another soul, individual, or essentially another life force that you just “get”. Every relationship comes with its ups and downs and soulmates always seem to find one another no matter what. I find animals to be some of the BEST examples of soulmates out there. Isn’t it crazy how you can form a bond with another life force? I don’t find it to be a coincidence that animals and their hoomans can even look alike!

But enough with the furry friends, let's talk about hooman friends as well! Soulmates can also manifest as people (duh…)– whether super long lasting or a fleeting moment. Some friendships can prove to be some of the most profound soulmates in the course of a lifetime.

And of course…a soulmate can be a lover. We will discuss what can make a soulmate different from a twin flame further in the post. But yes, soulmates can absolutely manifest as boyfriends/girlfriends/theyfriends/husbands/wifes/partners etc. This is probably the most common and sought after kind of soulmate in mainstream culture, but I cannot express enough how soulmates can manifest in so many different ways. You know how Prince would rock out with that beautiful purple guitar? I consider that guitar to be a soulmate? After all, they shared a vibration and what is a man without his tools? As long as science says that everything is made up of tiny atoms, and each person, place, or thing contains its own vibration, we are bound to time and space by our soul’s connection. These types of connections help us move through the void of the darkness and chaos that is the universe, and we will be defined by the contracts of our souls through lifetimes and eons. (Smeeexxiiii, huh)

Twin Flames:

All twin flames are soulmates, but not all soulmates are twinflames. This is IMPERATIVE to understand when you are defining your connections for yourself. It seems to be trendy in mainstream culture to conflate the two, but these relationships have very distinct qualities and very different karmas (lessons). For the sake of starting on solid ground, let’s say that Twin Flames are like soulmates on steroids. Why? Because the contract level of Twin Flames can be an extremely heightened feeling and bring out the best and worst of ourselves so we can confront ourselves through a mirror like image, a reflection, if you will, so we can truly see ourselves through a 3rd eye perspective. Sounds like a lot of mumbo-jumbo, huh? Well, it kind of is. This may be a hot take, but it is an important one, NOT EVERYONE WILL EXPERIENCE A TWIN FLAME RELATIONSHIP IN THEIR LIFETIME. I repeat, NOT EVERYONE WILL EXPERIENCE A TWIN FLAME RELATIONSHIP IN THEIR LIFETIME. Why? Again, because this is HIGH level spiritual work that most souls just aren’t prepared to encounter. To be fair, just because it’s high level spiritual work does not equate to it being “high vibrational”. Most Twin Flame journeys deal with lower vibrations in order to raise them. So don’t confuse the work with the payoff. Twin Flames catapult one’s soul to the next dimension when it comes to spiritual growth and learning. One of the most popular modern examples of a Twin Flame relationship is…drum roll, please…Twilight (Spoiler Alert!). Bella started out as an innocent, run-of-the-mill suburban average teenage boring, blah blah blah, nothing-special kind of girl, with perhaps a proclivity towards darkness, who got entangled with a 300 year old vampire (or however old….), went on to experience the highs and very very very lows of a relationship, flirted with death, lost him, got him again, was deflowered, got pregnant, damn near lost her life trying to give birth and ultimately had to be “killed”/ “turned” by Edward– literally (or figuratively because it’s in a book…) “dying” to be born again and made anew. Essentially growing from an innocent virginal girl, to a very powerful woman & mother. Meanwhile, Jacob, who I would argue is simply a soulmate (see the difference…he was obviously the “safer” choice, but would not have sparked that dramatic of a shift in her soul) just watches from the sidelines. It’s just worth noting how traumatic that entire 4-book series and 5-part movie is from Bella’s perspective, but also from Edward’s. His darkness engulfed her willingly, like Hades to Perspephone. He wasn’t really a willing participant– until he unleashed all his passions and desires onto her. She reflected back to him a purer version of himself that was lost to the past and to his “vampirism”, while she was drawn to him to take her out of the mundane expectations of suburban living. Both parties were made to sacrifice a sacred part of themselves in order to embrace one another, but ultimately to embrace their truest form. For Bella, it was her becoming a mind-bending vampire…a FAR cry from the less than average suburban girl she started as. And for Edward, it was to bring love and happiness back into his life. He had to let go of his “I’m a monster” perspective of himself and see that although he is a lust driven, blood sucking, overly wealthy, perpetual teenager…he is…in fact, worthy of love. Awwww…now isn’t that just…romantic? To the teenage version of me…yes. To the adult version of me who has bills to pay…not so much. However, the story is a powerful one because it clearly illustrates the drama, the passion, the highs, the lows, the love, the lust, the hate, the envy in a spiritual twin flame connection.

(Tangent, but the word envy made me realize another key difference in the twin flame journey versus the soulmate or karmic journey…Envy plays a major part in twin flame relationships. There is something that you feel your twin has, that you feel like you don’t. Going back to our Twilight example, Bella envied Edward for his mystique, and his seemingly other worldly experiences. She envied his relationship to his own darkness. She found him interesting, to say the least. He was a masterful artist, a great pianist, wicked smart, and a selfless individual. Bella, at best, was a mid-level high school student. She didn’t have any talent, any hobbies, any desires. She was very boring and humdrum. She envied him for being so ridiculously complex. She was essentially a blackhole, wanting to be filled by him– sexually, physically, mentally, etc…She wanted nothing more than to dissolve into his world, inheriting his self-hatred and his life issues (like the Volutrie)...she envied his essence. On the other hand, Edward was envious of her purity. He found deep comfort in her lack-lusterness. She was beyond ordinary. So ordinary, in fact, she became extraordinary to him. To see a virginal young woman, full of life, and promise, brought him great desire. A desire he fought for like 3 books/movies. Edward, was by far, the “runner” in this scenario because he absolutely felt that his presence in Bella’s life would destroy her. And for what it’s worth, he was absolutely correct. He demolished her from the inside out– taking her virginity to ultimately making her a mother, an evolutionary act within itself. The triumph of the virgin to the whore pipeline (lol, no pun intended, but pun definitely accepted). Tangent over lol)

BUT what makes them a twin flame specific quality is the fact that you realize, you are actually the same. Edward was equally as dark as he was pure and same for Bella. There was no need to envy one another because they were both capable of all states of being. Edward and Bella are a good and bad example of twin flames, because they are the rare twin flames that stay together. So it’s beautiful they were able to find a middle ground and create a child and merge families–blah blah blah…but, that is pretty uncommon. MOST, not all, but MOST twins do not end up with a happily ever after. They usually are unable to reconcile their souls' differences. These relationships are usually to prepare one another for a high vibrational soulmate.

Karmic Soulmates:

Karmic Soulmates, are souls that have past-life unfinished business OR are meant to inspire a lesson that may or may not be resolved in this life in general. Karma/Karmic is a neutral term, so this type of relationship doesn’t have to be inherently good or inherently bad. It is a relationship that brings forth lessons so the soul can carry out the rest of its karmic mission. These relationships can play out in a romantic way, but they tend to be more on the platonic side. You can be in a Karmic relationship with your mother, brother, sister, teacher, etc. as well as a place! You can have a significant bond with a city, country, place and time. Anything that promotes the soul’s growth through support, challenges and forces you to learn, is a karmic contract/soulmate.

You are certainly meant to learn. But because of Karma being ruled by the planet Saturn, these relationships can go on for a long time, can be extremely difficult and will keep pressisting until the lesson is learned and the karma is fulfilled.

Karmics tend to have a negative connotation, particularly in the youtube tarot world, but it genuinely doesn’t have to be. In fact, I argue that all significant relationships are inherently karmic– be it clearing up Karma from a past-life, or creating new karma for the next.

Always remember, the universe is neutral. Lessons are neutral. Love/Hate is…neutral. We need not judge the nature of any relationship, including our own, if it means to help enlighten, enrich and grow our souls. We are social creatures and we don’t learn lessons about ourselves in a vacuum. Different souls, people, places, and things can trigger our growth in ways that we are incapable of imagining beforehand.

I say all that to say, as one of my favorite quotes from a family friend who passed away years ago said, “some things, you just don’t need to experience”. There will be times in life where you touch the fire and need to feel it to get burned…other times, you will know what that burning feels like and will turn away. This is the perfect system of Karma. Sometimes you will get burned, whether you “asked for it” or not, and other times, you will know that there is no need to even play with the fire to begin with.

So take everything in life with a grain of salt and a shot of whiskey! Life is supposed to be fun…even the not so fun parts! Live, laugh, love, lust & learn! Enjoy the moment.

(This is a great example of a non romantic karmic, he wrote this song for his grandmother who passed & it catapulted him to another dimension career wise)

OBSERVATIONS

Observation 1

Do not underestimate the power of Chinese Astrology

Hear. Me. Out. I haven’t found a more accurate astrology for relationships than Chinese astrology. Crazy, I know. But Chinese Astrology is extremely straightforward. Screw the birth times, you just need a month and year and you’ve got all you need. I always joke that I exclusively date through Chinese Astrology, but I am seriously only half kidding (lol). I kid you not, whenever I study my relationships through this particular astrological lens, I am genuinely AWE STRUCK with how uncannily accurate it is. Try it! Next time you find yourself dating, or even checking the compatibility with your current mate, read a few articles and see how it lines up for you. I’m sure you’ll be pleasantly surprised. I manifest partners through their Chinese zodiac because I am so passionate about it! It hasn’t let me down yet!

***Note: I don’t have this as an official observation because it’s not astrologically based, but look into numerology as well when studying compatibility! It is VERY insightful.

Observation 2

Usually Twin Flames/Soulmates have Gemini placements somewhere in their personal planets or ascendent

So this take may not sit well with everyone, because you may feel limited in the types of soulmates you can encounter if you don’t have any Gemini placements. Fret not, keep reading, you may fit in another category.

I am not saying that this is the LAW, I am saying this simply is something I have noticed when studying what I consider twin flame relationships. In most Twin Flame/Soulmate relationships, the Zodiac sign of the twin is usually present for BOTH individuals/souls. The psychic nature of Gemini makes it very easy to just “get” someone, and feel as if you’ve known them for years. Have you ever heard two Geminis talk to one another? It can be hard to keep up with them!

Soooooo…..I feel the same to be true when it comes to these kinds of intense relationships.

It is also worth noting that Gemini is ruled by Mercury. Mercury/Hermes in Greek Mythology is the only God that can travel between Mt. Olympus (Heaven, so to speak) and The Underworld (Hell, if you will). I think this is important because it demonstrates why Gemini placements in particular can experience a love of such depth. It can go into the pits of hell and to the glories of heaven with ease, making it one of the most valuable placements for a twin flame relationship.

Another note is, in traditional tarot, The Lovers card is depicted by the twins. I feel this is a significant indicator of a deep soulmate connection because of the telepathy and how intertwined lovers/gemini energy can be. The inherent closeness of these soulmates is intrinsic to closeness that is required for any level soulmate/twinflame. Nonverbal communication can play a major role in these types of connections. As chatty as Geminis can be, it’s what they don’t say that ACTUALLY matters. Only another Gemini person would understand that.

Now, Virgo is also ruled by Mercury, but Venus is in detriment in the sign of Virgo. I don’t think Virgo fits this description as well, because Virgo is inherently about solitude, represented by The Hermit in traditional tarot, making it more about virginity/purity than about a 3D twin flame physical connection. To be honest, I just haven’t witnessed it as much when dissecting charts, but I will study it more and perhaps my opinion will change. But as of right now, I don’t believe Virgo placements depict as strong of a connection as Gemini in this case. Feel free to prove me wrong! I’m always open.

Back to Geminis…It seems so weird that Gemini energy would be the ones who attract such intense relationships because they seem so, unloving…but one of my favorite Gemini on Gemini relationships is Courtney Love (Gemini Sun & Moon) and Kurt Cobain (Gemini Moon). Ooof. OOOF. But it was like they had their own language and lived in their own world. Now, that relationship ended up in tragedy…but hey…they had some “fun” moments. They were so similar and too similar at the same time, that it fueled an outwardly bizarre connection, but to them it made perfect sense. This is the power that a double gemini connection can have. Minus to tragedy part.

Observation 3

Twin Flames almost always have the SAME zodiac placements or DIRECT OPPOSITE zodiac placements.

This rule, without fail, is one of the most important and powerful observations that I have come across. If you are checking the zodiac for twin flame compatibility, I will almost say YOU MUST have the same or opposite placements in the big three (rising, sun, moon) and/or Venus and Mars.

This can be ANY SIGN in ANY HOUSE.

For example: You have Sun in Scorpio, Moon in Cancer, Rising in Sagittarius…Your twin could have Sun in Virgo, Moon in Taurus, Rising in Aries. Because the Sun and Moon are in opposite signs, you could experience a twin flame relationship.

Another example: You have Sun in Gemini, Moon in Aquarius, Rising in Pisces…Your twin could have Sun in Libra, Moon in Leo, Rising in Aquarius. Because the Moon and Rising are in the same sign, you could experience a twin flame relationship.

You can mix and match, as long as something mixes and other things matches (lol). I’ve seen so many charts of couples that share placements or have opposite placements and immediately I go “uh! Twin Flame!”.

I think this is due to the illicit push and pull nature/mirroring nature of Twin Flame relationships.

This is where “real” science comes in. All energy has an action and a reaction to create equilibrium. This is why this particular observation is so important. As I’ve stated from the beginning, when it comes to Twin Flame relationships, they are meant to teach, expand, challenge and heal, so it makes sense that you would be met with the opposite force and attract one another OR the same force and repel one another. (Let’s talk physics…think magnets…two positives and two negatives repel, but a negative and a positive attract…woot woot! Call me Bill Nye biiisshhhessss) The entire effect is to make your soul ebb and flow so it can reach a state of neutrality. You want someone to challenge your opinions and your sense of self so you can know what/ who you are. If you’ve never had a mirror, how do you know what you look like? Again, the same is true when someone is so similar to you. You may look at them and go “wow, is this how I come off?”. Just to reemphasis, I don’t want this to come across as an inherently negative thing, it doesn’t have to be. It just usually requires a highly developed spiritual understanding to see that. This particular alignment can give the “can’t live with em, can’t live without em” feeling.

If you have complementary placements, like your Sun is in Capricorn and your partner has their Moon in Taurus, this may be more of an indication of a soulmate connection. The same can be true if you are both air/air or air/fire or water/water or water/earth.

Now, another way you can see it is if you have opposing elements. But, I don’t think it reads as strong as actual zodiac signs.

Just to be clear, all my examples thus far have been using Sun, Moon and Rising, but this trick can extend to Mars and Venus. So let’s say you have Venus in Cancer and your partner has Mars in Capricorn…it counts!

Observation 4

For long-term compatibility, your partner’s Venus will be the same as one of your placements in your big three or your venus– ESPECIALLY WOMAN in Heteronormative connections or Males in same-sex relationships.

Trigger warning for those who are sensitive about pronouns…please use your imagination. I am talking about ANCIENT astrology, so it is rooted in traditional gender norms. You may disagree, that is fine, no judgment, but for the sake of this observation, you can bear with me…or ignore it. The choice is yours!

Now, I am talking about a man’s Venus placement here. In traditional astrology, Venus indicates the man’s wife. So if your “man” has Venus in Pisces, you may have Pisces Sun, Moon, Rising OR Venus/any other water placements. This would make you complementary. In fact, I would say if his Venus placement aligns with your chart, other placements in the chart won’t matter as much.

For example, You are a Gemini Sun, Libra Moon, Aquarius Rising. If your partner is a Pisces Sun, Cancer Moon, Scorpio Rising, BUT their Venus is in Gemini, Aquarius, or Libra…you’re in luck! From the big three, it may seem as if you are completely incompatible, but low and behold, your partner loves what you are putting down, so the “differences” may not be so different after all.

Venus is EXTREMELY important to long-term relationships. So is the 7th house. I won’t go down that rabbit hole for this particular post, but keep that in the back of your mind.

These connections may not be as intense as Twin Flame, but this is certainly a great indication for a wonderful connection. Let me say, like I said in the beginning, not every soul needs to experience a twin flame connection for its evolution. If you are wanting something more grounded, then follow this rule of thumb when checking initial compatibility with a partner.

BONUS: If your person’s Venus falls in your first house, this is a great indication of producing love at first sight! Now…other placements matter, obviously, but this is an extremely powerful indication of strong, immediate, attraction.

Side Note: For Women, you would look at your Jupiter placement for compatibility with your “husband”! I find that you can also use this rule for Mars when it comes to “boyfriends” as well.

Observation 5

Synastry and Overlays Matter!!!!!!!

Definitions:

Synastry- When comparing two natal charts, this calculates the planetary alignment between two individuals.

Examples- Mars conjunct Venus or Sun trine Saturn

Overlay- When comparing two natal charts, this calculates how a person’s planets fall into another person’s house system.

Examples- Person A’s Jupiter is in Person B’s 8th House. Or Person A Venus sits in Person B’s First House.

(if these are new concepts to you, I HIGHLY suggest you do some research. Tumblr has some wonderful posts dedicated to these practices that are highly informative. I would love to do posts concerning synastry and overlays in the future!)

Okay, this may be the MOST important observation, but it is more advanced than Sun/Moon/Rising/Venus compatibility. This requires you to have knowledge of the WHOLE HOUSE system (sorry, western astrology) and deep comprehension of planets, conjunctions, oppositions, trines, squares and aaaaallll that good stuff.

My sister and I LOVE synastry and overlays. It really puts entire relationships into context to see how your chart lines up and what underlying energies you’re dealing with, regardless of the actual placements. How the planets react to one another and how those planets show up in your chart is MUY IMPORTANTE! Chances are, if you’ve read these other rules and they haven’t resonated with you, I guarantee, you’ve had a relationship that is based more on planetary alignment than zodiac compatibility.

(Just to be clear…this is why I started off with Chinese astrology…Chinese astrology is INSANELY accurate and doesn’t require nearly as much study as what I am saying here. DO NOT underestimate the power of Chinese astrology when it comes to compatibility. I love how accurate it is with very little information.)

With this rule, you don’t need birth times, but my goodness do they make an impact when doing overlays. If you don’t have accurate birth times, always remember you can do it off the moon chart, which essentially makes the moon the ascendent sign. Just know, for an accurate overlay, you will need to use the moon sign for BOTH charts. It will not be as accurate if you use your birth chart with an accurate birth time and overlay to their moon sign. It isn’t “wrong” per say, it just isn’t nearly as precise. You want to use the same charts. Moon charts overlay one another and natal charts overlay one another. If you have both birth times, then do both! Go wild! The more the merrier!

Now, I am not going to go in depth about what these two practices mean, because that’s an entire post within itself and I wanted to keep this one “short and sweet”. But I will say, for a rule of thumb, if you have strong trines, oppositions, and conjunctions with a person, that is an indicator of a twin flame, soulmate, and karmic connection. If you have Saturn, Pluto, Venus, Neptune and Mars with low orbs, this can indicate a soul contract/intense connection. If yours or their placements sit in your 1st/7th/8th/12th house, this can be a VERY strong indication of a powerful & spiritual connection. There are plenty of ways this can be mixed and matched. The relationship between two charts is so important, they are a study within themselves. I am only scratching the surface here, so if you are a novice, again, I cannot express enough how exciting it is to do some digging when it comes to this stuff in relationships.

There are plenty of free synastry calculators online, so please use them as a resource– even if you don’t understand the calculations, it is important to see the results. These placements can truly unlock a much deeper understanding of your relationships that you just won’t get when it comes to looking solely at your charts at face value!

Let me know if you’d like me to discuss these topics further moving forward! You know I love to spread the knowledge, and there is just something so sexy about synastry and overlays…it’s honestly one of my favorite parts about Vedic astrology!

Bonus: North Node/Rahu and South Node/Ketu can play a VITAL role when determining what kind of karmic relationship you are in.

POP QUIZ

Just kidding, there is no test, because I’m too lazy to grade anything, BUT here is an example of what I’m talking about when combining the previous observations. I am not doing a super deep dive, but I want you to see how everything overlaps and intersects.

Let’s use Rihanna and ASAP Rocky as an example. Their connection hits on a few different cylinders. Rihanna is an Aquarius Sun and ASAP Rocky has his Venus in Leo. Why does this matter? Although Rihanna is an opposite, so Sun opposition Venus, which is twin flame-y, she is a FAMOUS, CREATIVE, ENTERTAINER and MUSE…this is ALL dealing of the 5th House/Leo energy, so it make sense…for now…as to why he would be attracted to her. She has No Leo placements in her big three, but because it’s the opposite, we go to that push-pull magnet thing I was talking about earlier. As far as how their relationship will play out long-term, I have ZERO idea, but I can say their attraction to one another is very real, but it will probably be volatile at times because of the Sun Venus Opposition. I’m sure her ego will cause difficulties to his love language, BUT he may be able to take it, because his Venus is ruled by the Sun. See how layered and complex it can be? And we are just looking at one placement. They work because he enjoys the attention that she brings (not in a vampire way, just in a “wow, isn’t my lady so cool” kind of way) and he allows her to shine without dimming her light, while she enjoys the fawning that he gives her. He loves that his partner is larger than life and Rihanna is larger than life because…well…she’s Rihanna. She is able to appreciate him, because at this point in time, he doens’t in any way seem like he is trying to compete with her. He is a confident person who can stand beside and behind such a force, BECAUSE he has such a strong Venus placement.***

Relationships aren’t black and white. These are just observations and rules/patterns that I have found to be true. But as you’ll see, as I have presented, some things will contradict, some things won't make sense, what makes sense for one chart doesn’t make sense for another. Etc… This is such a fun topic because it really is like a puzzle. And it really is a case by case basis. The more in depth you can look at a chart, the more knowledge you can walk away with.

FINAL THOUGHTS/MINI RANT

Oof….okay, what a ride! (Can you believe I had the intention of this being a short post. HA!) I hope that you were able to take something away from this post and learn something new! As you can see…there is a very intricate science behind how soulmates/karmics and twin flames work. It is so much deeper than saying “oh wow, that’s my twin flame”...like…maybe? I feel mainstream spirituality/astrology/tarot has taken that phrase and run with it. And saying “if you identify as twin flames then you are” is misleading. It really isn’t something you “identify” with. They either are or are not your twin flame. There isn’t an in between. It is not ambiguous and it can be fact checked. Also, twin flame makes it seem like you can only have one…I don’t think that’s the case. I think you meet as many “twins”/mirrors/soulmates/karmics as you need until your soul learns the lesson. Have you ever felt like you just keep meeting the same person over and over and over again? That’s because we are talking about soul recognition and not necessarily 3D body recognition.

You may be attracting different “people”, but you could be attracting the same “spirit”. So don’t always get so hung up on a particular person. TRUST ME BABES, if there is unfinished business, that same energy will come back around over and over and over and over again until you geeeetttt ittttt.

Another note is, if you’re like me, and you have exalted Venus in Pisces conjunct Ketu…then every relationship feels twin-flame-y. Why? Because I have my relationship planet tightly conjunct my south node, so I am on a spiritual journey on my own when it comes to relationships…my twin flame is most likely…Jesus Christ…sooooooo……yeah. (I kid, I kid, but not really. My placement can indicate being a nun…and trust me, after dealing with the crap I’ve had to put up with when it comes to these men folks, I have absolutely considered giving my body to God…cuz these men just don’t do right…lol…anyways…) Men and relationships have become my life’s work…which is why I am here sharing this information with you today. Each relationship is very nuanced but all have similar themes.

I am very much into tarot and astrology and all the things, but I do feel like there is a fad going around about this twin flame business. And as much as I enjoy a tarot reading popping up on my tiktok talking about my “twin”, I am always acutely aware that it can be a mislabeling and inspire people to put up with all kinds of crap for the sake of the label. If you’re going to be in a shxtty relationship, then be in a shxtty relationship, but don’t misuse the word. Twin Flame does not automatically translate to terrible, explosive, runner-chaser relationships and it does not excuse poor behavior. There is a difference between someone who is making mistakes because they are trying to learn and someone who is taking advantage of someone who won’t stand up for themselves. Sometimes, someone you like, just doesn't like you and your ego in tandem with your fear of rejection/abandonment is preventing you from actually growing and pursuing a relationship that would benefit and promote your soul’s growth. It’s almost like getting stuck on level one of a video game. Until you beat that internal need for validation from one specific person/soul…you’ll never get to play the next part of the game. Now…this isn’t me saying that soulmate/twin flame/karmic relationships don’t have their downsides, but I am saying, at least know the kind of energies you’re dealing with before you go putting pressure on a presumably less evolved/knowledgeable individual expecting them to “challenge your soul” and you haven’t even challenged yourself. This whole twin flame ordeal is like handing a toddler some markers and leaving them alone in a room full of white walls– it is bound to get messy. Soulmates are a BEAUTIFUL thing. And very rarely, I mean VERY rarely can a twin flame move into a more relaxed “soulmate” relationship. It is not impossible, but the amount of effort that is required to transcend, is unbelievable. BOTH PARTIES have to be spiritually mature and aware to do the work. This connection is NOT one sided…BOTH individuals are required to learn, grow and HEAL. Mind you, healing is the main reason for these kinds of relationships. There is no way to heal when your relationships keep pouring salt into an open wound. People can get caught up with and hang on to people for far too long because of a mislabeling. It is equivalent to a misdiagnosis from a medical doctor. Sure, you may have a cold, but if they misdiagnose you with a broken leg…are you receiving the right treatment? NO! And now you won’t heal properly! TO BE CLEAR…I believe in fate– so if you meet someone and you have an extraordinarily intense connection, you probably fit one or more of these rules and THAT IS why I am making this post. I want you to do the research for your own sanity so you can express FREE-WILL in whether you want to walk down that path or not with a certain individual– while also knowing the other person has free-will too. No label, or synastry, or overlay, or Chinese compatibility will change the fact that you may be fated to meet someone, but free-will may take you down different paths.

On another, equally important note…It is also possible to end up and stay with the wrong person. It is! You may look at a chart and follow some of these patterns and realize, you have NO BUSINESS with that individual. But people end up with the wrong people all the time. People have wasted LIFETIMES with someone they had no business with. But their ego decided they were a “soulmate” or a “twin flame” or they aren’t “healed”/spiritually awaken enough to realize they can do better…and low and behold…they were wrong and they wasted precious time. Now they’re miserable, can’t figure out why, and they end walking straight past a real soulmate in a supermarket…unable to even recognize them because they are so bogged down and clouded in their unhealed ego and a bad relationship that has cut them so far off from their own divinity, they can’t recognize love if it smacked them in the face. DON’T LET THAT BE YOU!

THERE ARE LEVELS TO RELATIONSHIPS!!!!!!!!! Not every soulmate will be as intense as the next. Not every boyfriend/girlfriend will be as compatible as the last. Love is a game of musical chairs. There is movement, there is stillness, seats get taken away, and eventually, there is a winner. And babe, it will ALWAYS be you. You will always be the last one standing when it comes to relationships because you have free-will. (Let’s not forget the importance of the 1st House/7th House axis. You vs Relationships. It is as equally you as it is them.) You are bound by nothing. You are bound to no one. You are love. You are light. If you do the work, you may find a wonderful, loving, long-lasting relationship full of romance, but this is not guaranteed. You AND your partner have to choose each other every single day. The best relationships require discipline, work, forgiveness, “God”/some higher power, and love– no matter who you cross paths with in this life…you have to do this for yourself first and foremost. Alas, if you are too caught up in people who won’t meet you in the 3D, let alone the 5D…you will always fall flat of what you are looking for. The chair will always be ripped from under you when the music stops. Always. All of this is irrelevant if it doesn’t come from within. And this is why I want to express it one last time…NOT EVERYONE WILL EXPERIENCE A TWIN FLAME CONNECTION. You don’t understand how much you have to overcome rejection, overcome fear, overcome lust, desire, ego ALL the things, to open yourself up enough to join forces with another soul and try to tackle life together. Your ultimate lover is not your savior– they are your equal. You have to save yourself. You are not your ultimate lover’s savior. THEY have to save themselves. You ain’t super(wo)man and they aren’t either. Your partner has to be willing to do the same work…THAT’S what makes them a twin. It is not because they are treating you like shxt, babes…

Learn the lessons. Do the work. Love every bit of the journey…especially the crappy parts, because THAT’S what will make it all worth it in the end and you’ll enjoy the beautiful parts as much as the Greek Gods enjoy sweet nectar and ambrosia.

Why is this important to differentiate? Why now?

Now, one thing is for sure…and two things for certain, I am psychic and I have seen in my crystal ball that there is heavy energy of union in the atmosphere. I am hoping that whoever stumbles upon this post, is on the path of self-discovery which ultimately leads to liberation because not all union is good union. (I think covid brought in a lot of bad unions for example…but that is another topic for another day). The days are getting darker, and the evil forces are getting stronger (am I being dramatic enough for ya?) so it is important to know exactly what we are all up against. Only few are chosen to be in relationships that are led by light. There is so much overwhelming darkness now and I don’t want anyone that I am influencing to fall into the trap. There is potential for WONDERFUL, POWERFUL, SEXY, LOVING, LONG-LASTING & HIGHLY SPIRITUAL unions right now. But you may be tempted by something that seems beautiful and it is nothing of the sort. So please, do your research. Love with all your heart. Let spirit lead you! Let love find you, there is no need to seek it out! Take calculated risk! Open up your heart chakra! But ultimately, always be mindful of the wolves in sheep's clothing.

Ciao ✌🏾

[moshpitgamma]

DARDYDFYXDRDF I LOVE YOUR SMUT WRITING!! CAN YOU DO ROCK ZOMBIE BRANCH AND POPPY WITH A SHY READER NSFW HEADCANONS OR ONESHOT??

Finna tell both of them LEMME BUSS A NUTTT😝✨, but ofcc I can write one😏. ENJOYYYY!!

Rock Branch x Shy Reader x Rock Poppy||NSFW Headcannons

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☠️✨Being in a relationship with them automatically means you’re up for freaky shit 24/7.

☠️✨Rock Zombie Branch is the type of man to wanna always have his hands on you or inside of your clothes. It usually results in you getting flustered and turnt on by his boldness and neediness.

☠️✨Rock Zombie Poppy is the type of girl to whisper R rated things in your ear or wrap her hand around your neck to put you in your place whenever you speak out of term.

☠️✨Branch is 100% a power bottom and just subs to you and Poppy if you guys command him to do something (mostly Poppy)

☠️✨Poppy is a top and will go by top rules anytime she feels like you or Branch is trying to assert dominance or you guys are being brats.

☠️✨POPPY LIVES FOR PUNISHMENTS!!! This girl is a mean Dom and she is praying and hoping y’all step outta line just so she can punish y’all and feel pleasure.

☠️✨Poppy’s kinks are: Overstimulation, degrading, bondage, and edging

☠️✨Branch’s Kinks are: Bondage, praising, voyeursim, and sadism

☠️✨Branch sometimes encourages you to be rough with him, but you sometimes disagree or turn it down cause you don’t wanna hurt your good boy.😏

☠️✨Poppy on the other hand likes to make you watch her manhandle and give Branch pleasure by causing tiny pulses of pain or light slaps to the face or ass

☠️✨If you start to bottom out or get shy when speaking to Poppy, she will grab you by your neck and force you to look at her. (MAJOR TURN ON😝😫)

☠️✨Branch loves to make marks on your body and sometimes sinks his teeth in you just to get a good taste of his s/o delicate red liquid (blood🤭)

☠️✨Poppy isn’t one to make noise during sex, but will give praises and occasional groans if you and Branch please her very well that day

☠️✨BRANCH WHINES LIKE A PORNSTAR!!! Whenever he gets too loud from the pleasure, Poppy has to either make out with him or you make him give you head, so he can put them vibrations to good use🤭

☠️✨Poppy likes giving than she does receiving, but enjoys it nun of the less

☠️✨Branch loves to give. He’s ok with receiving but he just wants to please you and Poppy.

☠️✨Poppy will often tease you and Branch in public and will do it in a crowd. She would also say if you and Branch get caught, she’s gonna punish you both when y’all get home. For her it adds to the adrenaline and excitement of her getting to fuck y’all silly

☠️✨Aftercare for them is just a whole bunch of cuddles and a warm grouped bubble bath…

Sorry for being inactive for a long time. Ive just been dealing with a lot of mental health problems resulting some distant family and I just wanted to let y’all know that I’m ok and that more stories are coming soon!!! Also thank the ones that’s been checking in on me🤍🤎 I really appreciate you all!!!

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Chapter 3: Listen to Your Heart

John "Bucky" Egan x Ruth Morgan (OFC)

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August 3rd, 1943

Ruthie, Since Saturday night, you have rarely left my mind. I replay the dance in my head, trying to commit every detail to memory. I love being around you, Ruth. I couldn’t imagine the night going any better than it did, and I’m so glad that you stepped outside of your comfort zone to come with me. Curt’s been giving me a hard time about embarrassing you when I sang, but I told him you loved it, even if I sound like a “dying animal” in Buck’s words.  Speaking of Buck, I’ve decided to never let him live down Saturday’s condom incident with Hope. Hugh sure isn’t letting it go, so I can’t help but join in on the fun. Despite that, I think he had a great time with her, even though he’s a total stick in the mud. I can’t believe they didn’t dance, Ruthie! Our dance was my favorite part of the night, besides how we said goodnight, of course.

I would really like to see you again soon, Ruth. It’s no secret that I’m taken with you, and I think you feel the same. We’re spending the next few weeks replacing crews and forts, so we won’t be too busy. If you’re able, please stop by and pay me a visit. At the sight of your sweet, kind smile, and the feeling of your hand in mine, my worries seem to disappear. The only worry left in my mind is that my efforts to convert you to a Yankees fan won’t be successful. I hold onto the hope that you’ll see that the Braves are terrible and that the Yankees are the better team. The Braves went 11 and 18 this past month, and my amazing team went 21 and 11. You can’t argue against stats, slugger. I hope this won’t affect your feelings toward me because then we might have a problem. I can’t wait to see you again soon. Please stay safe up there for me.  Your Hotshot, Johnny Egan

August 6th, 1943

Dear John, I am happy to hear that you and the boys are finally getting a break. When we were at the dance, I knew y’all were exhausted, but you sure didn’t show it, Major. You danced and sang like there was no tomorrow, and I had more fun than I had in a long while in your arms. Don’t worry about what Curt or Buck said. I loved your singing, even if it was slightly off-key and very loud. You might have embarrassed me, but seeing you in your element was worth it.  Every time I think back to that night, my heart begins to race and I can’t help but smile at the thought of you. I’m so very grateful that you decided to bring me along. Somehow you manage to turn me into a giddy, blushing teenager every time you cross my mind. Our kiss is a cherished memory of mine, and forgive me for being forward, but I hope that we can make more of such memories in the future.  Hope had an amazing time with Gale at the dance, and apparently, he wasn’t as much of a “stick in the mud” as you think. I’m sworn to secrecy, but know that they are very fond of each other already. When we got back to Grove the day after the dance, we told Frank what happened with…the incident, and he thought it was hilarious! He even said that he “did his job well,” whatever that means.  I would love nothing more than to come see you, but sadly, I don’t know when I’ll be able. Casualties from Italy are getting worse with the invasion of Sicily underway, and we’ve been on runs almost every day since we got back from the dance. Regardless of this, the first chance we get, Hope and I will make our way up to Thorpe Abbotts.  I can’t wait to see you again, Johnny, but the blatant slander against the Braves might damage your chances of getting another kiss. We’ll just have to agree to disagree on this because I promise you I am not going to be converted. After all, a little friendly rivalry never hurt anyone, right? Don’t hurt yourself falling off your bike during your break. Yours,  Ruth Morgan P.S. I would like to meet Meatball the next time I visit the base!

Sunday, August 8th, 1943: Thorpe Abbotts AAF Base, Norwich

The mess hall buzzed with energy as Buck and Johnny sat at breakfast with Curt, who slowly moved his powdered eggs around on his plate with his fork. 

“I can’t eat this shit anymore,” he groaned, pushing the plate away from him.

John took a slow sip of his “coffee,” raising an eyebrow at the man. “Then don’t eat it.”

“Oh wow,” Biddick quipped. “What a great idea, Bucky. I’d never thought of that.”

The major smirked behind his mug and shot his friend a wink. Buck watched on in amusement, used to the two going back and forth as he and John did.

Leaning his elbows on the table, Curt leaned over the table toward John with a teasing glare. “Have you heard anything from Ruthie? Has she mentioned me? I thought I made a good first impression the other night.”

“Hmm,” Johnny hummed, pursing his lips for a moment before pointing at Biddick. “That’s Nurse Morgan to you, you dodo. I’m surprised you even remember anything from the dance with how drunk you were.”

“Oh I couldn’t forget a face like that,” he chuckled.

John’s eyes narrowed playfully as he clasped his hands together and leaned on the table. “Well it’s a good thing for me that she could forget yours, then,” he clapped back. “And you’re not the one she kissed goodnight.”

Buck rolled his eyes and continued to eat his breakfast as Egan’s loud, wide-mouthed cackle echoed through the mostly quiet mess hall. Curt then turned to Gale with a raised brow. “How about Hope-”

“Nope,” Buck interrupted calmly, raising his cup and taking a sip of his steaming coffee.

The other two men watched him as a tiny grin formed on the Major’s lips. Although he didn’t talk about it much, they could tell Buck had already developed deep feelings for the woman. 

Raising his eyebrows at Curt, John grinned. “Oh boy.”

“You’ve got it bad, Buck,” Biddick laughed, his hand landing on Gale’s shoulder roughly. “You gotten a reply to your letter yet?”

Thinking of the perfectly folded letter from Ruth he’d picked up that morning sitting in his breast pocket, John smiled down at his food, warmth spreading through him at the thought of the blonde. Buck, however, pursed his lips and shook his head at the question.

“I actually haven’t written her yet,” he sighed, running a hand down his face. “I want-”

“What!?” Johnny all but yelled, his eyes widening as coffee almost spewed from his mouth. “Why the hell not, Buck? I already sent one to Ruth and got a response.”

Gale groaned and put down his fork with a clink. “Because of Hugh.”

“Why are you so worried about Charlie?” Curtis asked, wearing a confused expression.

“Because he’s in my squadron. And he’s her brother.”

John pointed and leaned over the table at him. “Hope’s a big girl, Buck. She can make her own decisions. Screw what Hugh says.”

“But-” Gale started but was once again cut off by Bucky.

“He’s gonna hate you even more if he thinks you're leading her on. You not sending Hope a letter isn’t making anything better,” he said, a smirk beginning to tug at his lips as he continued. “On top of the condom situation.” 

John and Curt busted out into chuckles as Buck just groaned, closing his eyes tightly. “Oh, please don’t remind me.”

The ideal chatter was disturbed by the door to the mess hall swinging back on its hinges with a crash, followed by heavy footfall as Hugh all but stormed through the building like a tornado. He snatched a mug off a table and poured himself a steaming cup of black coffee before marching past the trio, staring daggers at Gale who looked up worriedly from his breakfast. 

Curt’s eyes followed the man as he walked in, muttering under his breath, “Speak of the devil.”

"Good morning to you, too, Sparky," John called out with a small wave as he walked by, only to be met with deafening silence from the other pilot. 

Hugh's harsh glare was burning a hole in the back of Gale’s skull and he thought any second now he’d come into his brain and it would be lights out. 

“You’ve really pissed him off this time, Buck, and you didn’t even get his sister into bed,” John laughed heartily, taking a long swig from his whiskey and coffee, it was most likely more whiskey than coffee but Gale humored him. 

“Will you give it a rest? I’m already getting it from Hugh without your added input,” Gale stabbed aggressively at his scrambled eggs, willing the eyes of the room to stop looking at him. 

Curt snorted beside him, waving his fork around. “Well, I’m telling you boys, if I’d have had Hope in my arms and she’d bought condoms with her, let’s just say she wouldn’t have been going back home with them.” 

That was the final straw. 

Gale slammed his fist down on the table, ignoring the way Johnny jumped in his seat, spilling his coffee over the table, and the way several chunks of his scrambled egg disappeared onto the floor.

“You say anymore slander about my girl, Biddick and I swear…”

“Your girl, Buck?” John raised his right eyebrow, an amused smirk on his lips as his mustache twitched. “She’s your girl and you haven’t even written her yet?”

Sometimes Gale wished he could rip that stupid mustache off John’s face, but he kept his cool. 

It would seem that Hugh had heard the whole commotion. His chair screeching back from the table, he stomped up between the tables once more, his glare never leaving Gale until the door slammed shut behind him. 

Buck groaned, unsure if it was in relief or at the impending doom that he was likely to suffer if this debacle continued. Without a second thought, he excused himself from the table, ignoring the calls of protest from John and Curt, and hurried after Hugh. 

“Hugh! Hugh, wait up. Please, I want to talk to you,” Gale jogged after the tall brunette whose face turned sour the instant he noticed him.

The door quickly closed behind him, and Curt looked at the major across from him with a guilty expression. “I was just joking, Bucky. I would never-”

“Ahh don’t worry about it,” John said as he sipped on his coffee. “He knows that. Like you said, Buck’s got it bad and this thing with Hugh has been eating at him since Saturday.” 

Biddick nodded to himself, his eyes lingering on the door. “Do you think Hugh’ll let it go?”

“For Buck’s sake, I do…I think he will. Doesn’t mean I won’t still rag Buck about it, though.” 

“Yeah,” Curt mumbled, staring down at his plate.

Neither man spoke for a few moments, each lost in their thoughts until Bucky wiped his mouth with his napkin and stood up. “I’ve got a letter to write. See you later, Curt.”

“I never thought I’d live to see the day,” Biddick replied. “Bucky Egan writing a love letter. Looks like Buck isn’t the only one who’s got it bad.”

John tugged his white-fleece jacket back into place and chuckled at his friend. “Don’t go all soft on me.”

“I think it suits you, John. Really,” he urged, a soft smile on his lips. “You seem happier.”

Staring at him for a moment, Bucky didn’t quite know how to respond. He felt happier. He had something to look forward to other than getting drunk at the bar or the adrenaline rush he got when the sound of .50 cal brownings echoed through his fort. John placed his cap back on his head, and with a curt nod, turned toward the door.

His tie suddenly became too tight around his throat as he pushed through the doors into the cool English air, and he quickly loosened it, letting it hang limply as he took a deep breath. In that moment, John Egan had a profound realization.

Since he came over to England in May, he had been simply going through the motions, replaying the same days over and over: Wake up…Fly forts…Bomb targets…Get drunk…Show a woman a good time…then start the cycle again the next day. For someone with such a passionate personality, he lacked the feeling that he so deeply desired. Curt could vouch for this, being the one to knock some feeling back into him a few months back on the wing of Mugwump.

But since that day in July when the nurses landed on their small base in East Anglia, feeling had slowly been creeping back into his life. He first felt it when Ruth caught him staring, and was soon captivated by her dimpled smile and capable personality. The numbness that had become so familiar to him faded into the background when she was near, her laughter shaking free his heart a little more each time it left her lips. 

He was alive with Ruth. More alive than he felt when ME-109s whizzed past him or when flack shook his fort. More alive than when he unbuttoned a woman’s dress and laid her down. More alive than the burning sensation that traveled down his throat when he downed another shot at the bar.

Over the past few weeks, the blonde nurse had somehow burrowed into his jaded exterior and broken down the walls he didn’t even know existed. 

John’s mind reeled as he silently mounted his bike and rode to the base HQ. The ride passed in a blur, and before he knew it, he was sitting at his desk, staring down at the blank sheet of paper before him. He hadn’t had a problem writing her before, so why was this any different?

How was he supposed to convey such profound feelings in a letter?

He started simply, letting his mind imagine her there beside him.

“Dear Ruth.”

Thursday, August 12, 1943: Termini Imerese, Sicily, Italy

“You ready girls!” Frank called over his shoulder, glancing as Hope and Ruth took the stretcher from the medics below them and loaded the last wounded soldier onto the rack. Hope pulled out her flight manifest and checked off the final patient to board. The young boy reached out, grasping her hand. 

“Nurse,” his voice cracking as he tried to grab her attention. He was so young, barely eighteen years old. His bright blue eyes, glossy and hazy, gazed up at her. 

“Yes, My Love,” Hope crouched down, clasping the boy's hand in one of hers while her other brushed away his brunette locks from his face. She tried to stop her eyes from drifting down his body to where only stumps of his legs remained, the burnt flesh wrapped neatly in crisp bandages. 

“You’re an angel,” he whispered and Hope smiled sweetly at him, squeezing his hand. “When I write home, I’m gonna tell my Momma ‘bout you.” 

A single tear trickled down her cheek and she leaned forward, pressing a soft kiss to his forehead and watching until he drifted off to sleep. His delicate, young features were no longer etched with worry, and the hard lines across his forehead softened as the morphine began to take effect. 

Hope turned, watching as Ruth comforted one of the other young men further down the plane who had managed to remove some of his bandages. 

“Hey, don’t do that, you need those,” Ruth tutted quietly, helping the Private sit up a little so she could secure fresh, white bandages around his bloody arm. The poor boy grumbled under his breath as Ruth tucked in the end. “Now leave ‘em be, okay?”

The young boy nodded, shifting uncomfortably in his cot. They weren’t the most comfortable racks, just cool metal bars lining the hammock-like beds that swayed as the C-47 rocked through the sky. 

Hope took her seat beside Ruth, who had finished trying to redress the soldier's wounds, smiling briefly at her friend, who wore the same exhausted expression she did.

“I can’t wait to get back to the Grove. I need a warm bath and my bed,” Ruth mumbled, stretching out her aching muscles that screamed against the tension in her body. 

“Oh don’t say that, Rue. We’ve still got to drop these poor boys off at the hospital in Mateur.” Ruth just groaned in response. 

The dance with the boys had been their last outing in a while. It was the last time Hope hadn’t felt completely exhausted. She’d been relaxed, able to let go, and safe in Gale’s arms. 

This trip had been hard. The plane was at full capacity and when they arrived on the airfield at Termini Imerese, Sicily, they were instantly thrown into action. The girls disappeared into the makeshift hospitals that lined the airfield, the white tents flapping in the harsh wind that did little to cool the heat from the scorching midday sun. 

Hope and Ruth conferred with the surgeons, assessing and stabilizing patients that were safe to fly, meaning that many of the young men with head injuries or who had suffered significant blood loss would be unable to fly due to the unpressurized aircraft cabins. Many of the men didn’t have emergency medical tags, so the girls had to make their own assessments for many of the patients. 

The thrumming roar of the C-47’s engine erupting to life always brought a great sense of comfort to Hope, along with an impending sense of fear in unison. This job, while rejuvenating her youth through the exhilarating flights and the lives they saved, aged her with each passing moment spent in the air, because after every successful landing she was left with the feeling that although they had saved lives, they couldn’t save them all. This weighed heavily on both of the women.

Frank and his fellow pilot chatted hastily in the cockpit, their muffled voices cracking through over the radio. As soon as the plane leveled out Hope and Ruth stood, each taking a side of the plane and beginning the checkups on their patients, recording their temperature, pulse, and respiration as well as checking there was no strike through of blood from their dressings. The girls worked quickly, only conferring on their patients' conditions. 

It always amazed Hope how quickly their work changed them, on the flight over Ruth had been once again telling her about the letter she’d received from John. Hope feared she could probably quote Ruth’s letter herself by now, but she never complained, pleased that Ruth was finally coming out of herself. 

Hope had her own letter from Gale tucked into her top overall pocket, over her heart. His words burned into her flesh and she felt as though he was right there beside her all along. 

Having dropped off the soldiers at the large US hospital in Mateur, Tunisia, the C-47 headed home. The mood was somber as the large metal bird rattled its way across Europe towards England. 

Ruth’s eyes had closed about half an hour before, and Hope didn’t have the heart to wake her up. She looked so peaceful, the wrinkles that normally appeared when she smiled were smoothed away, and her blonde locks fell softly from where she had so lovingly pinned them that very morning. 

Hope took Gale’s letter out of her pocket, smoothing out the creases that had poked around the edge of the page. Words of affirmation sprung out at her and a smile was instantly cemented to her lips as she relieved the last moments with him. 

The flight home always seemed quicker, and soon ‘The Angel of Death’ was touching down on the runway. Hope helped a rather sleepy Ruth off the plane and waved goodnight to Frank, who chuckled in amusement at the blonde’s incoherent murmurs, some of them sounding an awful lot like the name of her beloved major.

 “Goodnight Ladies.” 

“Come on, Rue. Let’s get you home,” Hope wrapped her arm around her sleepy friend, leading the way to the Nissan huts they were billeted in. 

Some of the other nurses were still stationed in Africa and so they currently had the hut to themselves. Hope lay Ruth down on the bed, smiling as she snuggled closer into the pillow.

So much for a warm bath…

Hope would rag her about it later, but she couldn’t deny that the stress of the day was getting to her too, but something restless kept her from falling into her own bed. Instead, Hope sat at the small desk in the corner, pulling out a piece of paper and a pen. She pulled Gale’s crumpled letter from her pocket, smoothed it flat onto the desk, and began writing her reply.

The following day, the girls finally had a day off, and as much as they wanted to make the trip up to Thorpe Abbotts, the nurses were so exhausted that they barely got out of bed. 

“What time is it?” Ruth groaned, turning onto her side to hide from the bright sun peeking through the curtains. 

Getting no response, she cracked her eyes open, and a smile tugged at her lips at the sight before her. In the corner of the room, Hope’s cheek lay smushed against the desktop, her messy black hair splayed around her as she slept soundly. The corner of a paper could just barely be seen under her hair, and Ruth immediately knew what she’d fallen asleep doing.

Sighing softly, she pulled back her covers and padded over to Hope, wincing at the sting of her feet against the cold floors. “Hope,” Ruth whispered, rubbing the woman’s shoulder gently. “Come on, let’s get you into bed.”

She awoke slowly, allowing the blonde to sit her up off the desk. “Five more minutes,” Hope mumbled.

Ruth chuckled, the sound echoing through the silent hut. Luckily, Hope’s bed was directly beside the desk, so the smaller woman didn’t have to maneuver her around too much to get her onto the mattress. 

Gently laying her extra blanket over her best friend, Ruth smiled down at her. “There you go. Snug as a bug.”

She then walked over to her bed and snuggled under the covers again, but not before closing their blackout curtains, causing darkness to envelop the room once again. The warmth drew her back into her peaceful slumber, her eyes fluttering closed as her mind repeated Johnny’s latest letter:

Sunday, August 8th, 1943

Dear Ruth, I can’t wait to see you again. I know I said that in my last letter, but I’ve recently discovered that absence actually does make the heart grow fonder. I find myself waiting in anticipation for your letters the moment I send off my own, and I long to see you…to have you here next to me. Hopefully, your missions will ease soon and you’ll finally get a break, too. I understand how tiring it can be to fly day after day, and that’s without even having to take care of patients. Please take care of yourself, alright? As much as I would love to see you, please rest if you get the chance. Don’t worry about me. We’ll see each other soon enough. Today Buck finally wrote Hope back. I tried to tell him how stupid it was to wait, but he was adamant about getting Hugh’s approval. He’s a bigger man than I am, Ruth. Regardless of this, we can never let him live the incident down…ever. In response to your threat to withhold your affection from me, I say bring it on. Like I said before, you can’t argue with facts. The Yankees are the better team, and I’m going to convince you of that, so I cannot agree to disagree. I’m too stubborn to let you win, and if I’m being honest, I don’t know if you’ll be able to resist my charming personality…or the mustache. I know you love the mustache, Ruth. If you decide to follow through on your threat, I’ll shave it off. Just for you. Don’t stand between a man and kisses from his girl. It doesn’t end well for anyone. But it’s like you said, a little friendly rivalry never hurt anyone, right? Please be safe, Ruthie, and know I am thinking of you. Yours, John Egan

Knock. Knock. Knock.

“Hope! Ruth! You alive in there?” a voice hollered through the hut’s door, rousing Ruth for the second time that morning. She opened her mouth to reply, but Hope beat her to it. 

“Go away, Frank!” she groaned, covering her ears with her pillow.

“It’s almost noon,” the man chuckled. “I know you’re tired but you both need to get up. We’ve got stuff to do.”

Sitting up abruptly, Ruth grabbed her watch off her small side table, her eyes widening when she read 11:43 am. She looked over to Hope who was also staring at her watch in utter disbelief.

“I haven’t slept in this much since I was a teenager,” Hope muttered under her breath before turning to Ruth, almost breaking into a fit of laughter at the blonde’s wonky curls from the day before. “We look terrible.”

Frank pounded his fist against the door, yelling, “Get up!”

“WE ARE!!” They both hollered back, unable to keep the frustration from lacing their voices.

Throwing off her covers, Hope stood to her feet and marched over to the door, swinging it open. Ruth clamored quickly out of bed to follow her, stopping right behind her shoulder as they glared at Frank. His eyes scanned the women before him, and a grimace appeared on his face at their ragged appearances. 

“Okay,” he started, raising his hands in surrender. “Go back to sleep. You look like shit, and I’d rather do things on the plane by myself than deal with your grumpy attitudes.”

They narrowed their eyes at him. “Nope. We’re awake now,” Hope retorted, smiling sweetly at him.

Sighing, Frank stepped back from the door with a barely concealed smirk. “Meet me at the hardstand.”

As Hope shut the door, Ruth flopped back on her bed, her eyes following Hope’s figure walking across the room to the desk in the corner. “How’s Gale?” she asked, propping her head up with her hand.

Hope began to neatly fold up the letter, smiling softly as she talked over her shoulder. “He’s good. Said he didn’t write because of Hugh causing problems, but he’s got his blessing now.” She turned toward Ruth with dusty pink cheeks, giggling to herself. “He even signed his last letter with ‘your Gale.’”

“Hope!” Ruth squealed, sitting up and covering her mouth with her hands. “I’m so happy for you. You deserve someone like Gale, and I’m sure Hugh sees how much he adores you.”

Hope looked down at the letter in her hands, her heart swelling at the thought of the man. “He’s amazing,” she whispered as her eyes traced over his name on the paper. After a few moments, she shook her head, seemingly clearing her thoughts, and raised an eyebrow at Ruth. “How’s John?”

It was now Ruth’s turn to blush, the tips of her ears heating up at the mention of the major. “Great…amazing…wonderful. I feel like I’ve known him so much longer than a few weeks, Hope. You know how I can get sometimes, but when I’m with him, I don’t feel nearly as anxious. And when he kissed me…I wished it could’ve lasted forever. I can’t wait to see him again.”

Sighing softly, Hope plopped down onto her bed. “Look at us, Rue. We’re like a bunch of lovesick teenagers.”

“Yeah, we are,” Ruth giggled, her mind replaying her and John’s laughter, soft touches, and tender looks from the dance. The way he held her face so delicately, how his lips-

“Come on,” Hope called, her mattress squeaking as she got up, breaking Ruth from her thoughts. “Let’s get ready so we can go annoy Frank.”

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Thanks for the tags @illarian-rambling @willtheweaver and @kaylinalexanderbooks! I’ve been putting this one off a bit because I haven’t been writing much but I don’t want to let the tags build up too much :). And the snippets I posted of this dialogue were apparently popular so here, Narcissus’s proposal to Belladonna:

The desserts were just being handed out when, to Belladonna’s surprise, her father himself got up and approached Narcissus’s table. Narcissus stood up sharply and stopped him, and Belladonna couldn’t tell what they were saying, but it was clear by the expression on Narcissus’s face that they were having an argument. Not a serious one – Narcissus would’ve thrown out anyone who dared to seriously disagree with him – but definitely an argument. At last, Narcissus waved a hand dismissively, and Belladonna’s father reluctantly returned to his seat as Narcissus pushed his clone off his lap and ascended to the stage on his six-inch heels.

“Greetings, one and all, I have an announcement to make!” said Narcissus brightly. The microphone had already been set up for him – he hadn’t even turned it on. It was clear he’d planned this long in advance – it was probably the reason for him hosting the party. “I’m pleased to have gathered you all here to make a wonderful announcement. I know it’s a long time coming, and no one ever expected it, but I am proud to announce that I will be marrying!”

Whispers broke out among the other nobles. Cassiopeia shot a curious glance at Belladonna, who looked back at her with a shrug. She hadn’t heard anything about this – she was just as curious who Narcissus was marrying as Cassiopeia was.

“I know, I know, it’s an unexpected development,” Narcissus continued. “Truth be told, I never expected I would find someone who was worthy of me, either. But I can assure you, I have at last found myself a suitable partner – you need not worry about my arrangements. I do apologize to all the women who will inevitably be heartbroken over this, but I’ve made my choice at last. I know our union will be a prosperous one, and I’m happy to assure my lovely new fiancée’s parents that they’ve made the correct choice.”

Narcissus smiled out over the crowd. “Lady Belladonna, I am happy to offer you the opportunity to be my wife.”

Belladonna stared at him. What? What? Her? She looked over at her parents at the next table in shock, but they were watching with approving expressions. They’d approved this, behind her back.

Narcissus? Why Narcissus? What was she supposed to- how- anything but him!

She could feel her heart pounding in her ears, and her head spun, and the world went black.

I hope y’all like it!

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Today Millie had a fan panel in which she answered that her ideal ending would be Mike and El getting married and Will being happy and confessing to Mike (lol) and ofc the Stranger Things fandom kicked up the old Byler vs Mlvn war once again, regardless of the fact she doesn’t write the show. But I want to break down some points here about things I’ve been noticing today, but also for a while and that I think need to be discussed. Keep reading if you want.

I’ve seen a lot of hostility towards Byler and Bylers on Twitter lately, saying we’re delusional and don’t know what we’re talking about. This always seems to be the go to argument even tho it’s all in the narrative. Today it got really bad after Millie’s comments and even people that were merely disagreeing with her opinions got called everything from delusional to misogynistic.

IF the Duffers suddenly decided to ignore everything they’ve carefully crafted and put into their narrative that doesn’t make anyone delusional, it just makes them terrible writers. Who would be doing a great disservice to all three characters involved in the love triangle.

There’s been an insurgence (on Twitter) of so called “Will stans” who seem to be completely fine with the idea of mlvn being endgame because “Will can just get another boyfriend” Not only is this insulting to what the writers have already established for Will’s character but it’s also a defense and endorsement of the worst kind of lazy/bad writing that could graze our screens.

The Duffers CHOSE to tie Will’s character arc to Mike’s and El’s.

How do you expect them to undo that and create a well fleshed out character that’s deserving of Will, in 8 episodes that we know are not just gonna be dedicated to Will’s supposed love interest, because there’s a shit ton of stuff to resolve?

If this was the route the Duffers were going for, they could’ve clearly given Will a love interest last season (like with Robin) or two seasons ago (like with Dustin) And yet somehow, people think it would be totally okay for Will to get the most meaningless romance of all time as the writers ignore the same story they’ve created.

Another point I’ve been seeing a lot from these people is “Mike won’t come out. Let it go. He’s just a very unlikable character” What does that say about the quality of the writing and content you’re willing to consume then? You’re okay with characters being poorly written? And please someone explain to me how Mike’s actions, especially in S4, make any sense unless he likes Will.

The more people try to simplify this story the more plot holes and inconsistencies it creates.

The funny thing is that a lot of these “Will stans” used to be Bylers themselves but are so deathly afraid it won’t be endgame that they’ve started to use the same rhetoric mlvns use every day to justify what would be atrocious writing.

And this next thing might be controversial but I think it needs to be said.

So many people on Twitter have hit those who disagree with Millie’s opinion today with “y’all are misinterpreting Millie’s words” and let me tell you, no one has. She’s been saying the same stuff for forever and quite frankly she’s never had a coherent thought about Will. Which is fine, at the end of the day that’s not the character she plays. However, I haven’t forgotten how last year (at another panel) she was asked about Byler and said it was just a reflection of Finn and Noah’s friendship and that was what people were seeing…

Whatever the fuck that means, I guess.

Again, I’m not taking her answer today too seriously cause truth be told she’s been saying some version of this since she was around twelve, and has even at times said she was joking about it. If a wedding were actually happening she wouldn’t be able to say it cause I’d literally be a spoiler, even if she doesn’t have the scripts yet or doesn’t know I’m sure there’s things that would be off limits for any actor to say at this point.

But this defense squad that formed today begging for us to not misconstrue her words because “she really cares about Will’s character” is laughable.

Her answers regarding the topic of the love triangle have been anything but nuanced. If she doesn’t want to get into it or address it, that’s fine. It’s her choice.

But of course, mlvn stans are gonna take her answers seriously, as well as those who are now “Will stans” who basically ship mlvn too.

And to me there’s a fundamental flaw regarding the ship wars in this fandom, which these people don’t seem to grasp. At this point, it isn’t so much about “which ship is better” but “which outcome isn’t violently homophobic”

That’s it.

I don’t care how much you ship mlvn, this is the undisputed truth here.

But when your lead actors act like it’s not a big deal, it’s no surprise the fandom doesn’t give a shit.

I can only hope the Duffers were smart enough to see reason and were able to write the only outcome that won’t set television back around 10 years or so.

And hopefully one day, when S5 is out, we can get a more in depth and honest conversation with the actors about all of this.

As for me, I’m gonna lay low and not give much of a fuck until we start getting those Reddit leaks, which were very much accurate for last season. I’ll take a peak at those, and depending on what they look like, I’ll stay around or dip completely.

If you read all of this, thank you.

[chillingwithtavesss]

y’all can I play devil’s advocate? and please feel free to disagree by any means..I think they both started off heavy for their own reasons but they just aren’t fated to be together and this is that kind of relationship that serves as a lesson for the both of them. I remember being shocked at their level of pda at Cannes esp that was Austin’s first big break and on a PR level stance he SHOULDVE been using that to catapult him as the it-man in Hollywood as a single man but he chose not to. So that gave, that he saw something in her that he liked allot. I think he THOUGHT in the beginning that she was mature. Kaia and Austin have allot of trauma, imo and they traumabonded. Y’all remember Kaia had images of her being tied up and gagged as a minor** tw** her family are sick people but they hide it well and I’m so sorry, and I love him DOWN y’all, but I think Austin was blinded a lil by the Gerbers A-list connections and enormous wealth. This is what he wanted his whole life, the rooms hes entered in are what he imagined his mama would be here to see. Austin is smart and empathetic enough, I think he just had to come to terms with things in his own way…life has a funny way of giving us signs. I think him and V had their time for a season too and they went through hell and back, but I wonder if her marriage, and seeing her with child put things into perspective for him. He’s been through so much and he deserves the best. I think this current project is good for him spiritually, it’s like he’s giving birth to something new just like what Elvis did for him

I can see your take. I remember Ausitn looking at her during Cannes and than winking at her. It was a sweet moment I must admit.

I think she put on an act for him to make herself seem mature. You know how when you’re younger when you wanna impress someone you like, you do everything you think they may like, hence as to why so many people have said Kaia likes to mold herself to her boyfriends .

I wouldn’t doubt seeing Vanessa and her husband & being pregnant put things into perspective for him. Me personally i got a whole entire opinion on that. I know people may not believe it but I wouldn’t be shocked if him and her still had feelings. You together for that long and they seem to really love each other, him being present for her dad’s death , her being present when his mama passed . Vanessa being in his sister’s wedding party .Vanessa even still being with him when he got the part for Elvis. He has told that blue christmas story over and over again. The same one Vanessa told Ryan Seacrest and looked ecstatic for her man when she was doing it too….this was not a woman who was looking for shit to end to me. To me that’s hard to get over . Vanessa still out here making comments about him. She went out her way to comment on an IG post where someone was making fun of hs voice. She with a whole other man about to get married and acting like that, and how she is trying to convince people Austin helped her find her person ? Yeahhhh my gut tells me there is some kind of unfinished business there. Not a bash at Vanessa at all but she seems like a woman who was definitely broken hearted. It couldn’t have been easy seeing someone else enjoy the Elvis wave that you thought you would be there for…

Also that story of Kaia, I remember reading that and became disgusted. Cindy and Rande had no business ever having children I’m sorry.

You saying that he was blinded by their wealth? I think that’s it but he was also blinded by the fact they were a whole family too. With two parents.Something I can see him having a desire to be a part of because his family dynamics. I love Austin as well and I hope I don’t upset anyone saying all this but this is my genuine take.

[azulas-daddy-kink]

Alright so I know I’ve made some of these points before but now I’m compiling all of my thoughts about Ozai and Ursa’s relationship in one post.

People who do not see Ursa as a victim of Ozai’s abuse and/or delusionally ship Urzai on the basis that Ozai “really loved” Ursa legit fucking scare me.

Ozai did not love Ursa, in any capacity. Ozai does not love anyone. Except maybe himself but he flip-flops on that one, even. 

Ursa did not love Ozai. She was terrified of him. She was taken from her home and forced to marry him - and no, she did not have a choice, not really. Her “choice” was marry Ozai or he kills the love of her life right in front of her. She had about as much of a choice there as Jigsaw’s victims. Starve to death or hack your own foot off, yeah, complete free will.

Then once she married the bastard, she was told she belonged to him, and that she could never see or speak to her family ever again. So romantic, right?

What about this screams “Yes, Ozai, I love you and I can’t wait to have your babies!”

Speaking of, this is more or less implying that Zuko and Azula were conceived as the result of marital rape but y’all ain’t ready for a deep dive into that. Anyone who thinks Ursa could fully consent in this situation needs to have their head examined.

Now backtracking a bit to “she was terrified of him”, let’s not forget this panel!

This is what Ursa looks like when she sees a PORTRAIT of Ozai. A mere portrait. I rest my case.

But alright, I know what some of you are probably thinking. The comics are not canon (except when you want them to be), the comics “retconned” their backstory, or whatever else. I disagree on the last point in particular because that’s not what retconning means. There is nothing, absolutely zero, in the show that contradicts Ozai and Ursa’s comic backstory, or Ozai’s behavior during all of that.

Ozai, in canon, is a genocidal, child abusing, egomaniac. He is shown to have very little regard for others’ feelings, wants, or needs, and only seems interested in his own desires and lust for power. Never once do we see him treating someone with basic respect and consideration, not even his precious favorite, Azula. He manipulates her, he tells her what she wants to hear so that she remains loyal to him but ultimately he views her as a possession - an extension of himself rather than her own person. Which is very typical of narcissists.

Given the way Ozai treats literally everyone else he interacts with, what reason do we have to believe he treated Ursa any differently?

None.

“B-b-b-but what about the fountain?”

Look, I don’t know what it is with this fandom and viewing literally any little thing a character does behind shipping goggles but it is certainly quite annoying.

So here in Zuko’s flashback, we see Ozai standing in front of the fountain, the morning after his father died and Ursa was subsequently banished.

And for some reason, this is used to prove that Ozai loves and misses Ursa which.... what?

A lot just happened over the past 24 hours. Ozai and Ursa murdered his own father for one, and for two, Ozai is coming to the realization that everything he’s ever wanted is now within his grasp. Is it not possible he’s just thinking or clearing his head? I guess that would make too much sense. Is it not also possible that he is mourning the death of his father?

I know, I know Ozai killed Azulon... but it’s complicated. Up until this point, he had desperately been trying to please him. Think of the scene in the throne room, where he’s trying to show Azulon why he is the better son and more worthy of Iroh’s place in the line of succession. And he used AZULA to do it. The child he named after Azulon, his favorite. Declaring that she was “a true prodigy, just like her grandfather for who she is named”. 

Y’all, if this doesn’t scream “Please be proud of me, Daddy!” then I don’t know what does.

It was a bitter pill for Ozai to swallow, I’m sure, that no matter what he accomplished in his life that he would always play second fiddle to Iroh, and that his father would never give him the respect and approval he so desperately craved...

So yeah, gonna go out on a limb here and say this is what Ozai was thinking about. The father he had spent his entire life trying to please was now dead, and he had to close that chapter in his life for good.

Now, before anyone comes at me about the “original series bible”, yes, I am aware that it exists and what it says about Ozai and Ursa. The claim is again that the show and/or comics “retcon” this but I really don’t see how when all that was changed was that she was low-born rather that high-born and/or nobility.

I suppose it’s because people like to cherry pick the line “She was the perfect match for Prince Ozai and soon became his wife.”

Here is the thing about royal marriages - they’re not perfect because they’re love matches, they’re perfect because they are politically savvy and present a certain image to the public.

And not for nothing but these early character concepts and the old Nick website say A LOT of weird shit that never made it into the show or is blatantly untrue but even still, nothing in the above passage disproves the following statement: Ursa is a victim of domestic violence.

Ozai abused Ursa. Full fucking stop. There are no ifs, ands, or buts about it...

HOWEVER...

...the point of this was not to say that people can’t ship Ozai/Ursa or that they can’t have their own headcanons or whatever. The point of this was to say that nothing in canon supports Ozai and Ursa’s marriage as being one of love and mutual respect and in fact, most of what is shown proves the exact opposite.

Ship what you want, it’s okay. Just call a spade a spade. None of this is healthy, loving, or wholesome but it IS sexy. Nothing wrong with that.

Now before someone tries to say I’m a giant hypocrite because “ew you ship Ozula, your opinion doesn’t count”, you’re still completely missing the point here. I would be the first to say that parent/child relationships are abuse, grooming, non-consensual, and morally reprehensible. I’m not out here trying to say this is an ideal relationship or that this is okay to do.

And that is the difference.

[error-was-here]

Coming out as trans to Genshin characters (bc I have new characters added ,also gn reader)

Fybjbknjjkjjhhjjkj thank y’all so much for 56 followers and all the support I’ve been getting recently ♥ Also commissions are open

characters : Aether and Jean (separate) (yes I did the overworked duo)

I’ve done : Amber ,Kaeya ,Venti ,Heizou ,Ningguang and Zhongli (linked in my master list

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Aether

When you discovered your identity ,you wanted to tell your boyfriend ,but the problem is ,he is constantly stressed and has work constantly put on him even when he doesn’t offer to help ,but the problem is he doesn’t know how to say no.

You wanted to tell him ,but you were scared this would put some stress on him or make him dislike you. So you kept it in until it ‘felt right’ to say it ,but then days turned into weeks into months and you haven’t even try to hint it.

This was until one day your dysphoria was horrible that day and you couldn’t take it anymore ,you let all your tears out and all your thoughts were attacking you ,you couldn’t escape it no matter how hard you battled ,its still just there and you can’t escape it.

until you heard

*Opens door* “(____) I’m home! “ said your boyfriend extremely excited to see you ,but ….where exactly are you? Until he heard

“*sniff* Hey (pet name) . Glad your back home” you said behind a closed door

“Babe is everything.. ok?” Aether said concerned wondering what was going on ,he always told you if you have a problem tell him ,he will solve it .Maybe you thought he was too busy for you ,maybe he didn’t give enough attention to you, maybe you.. don’t love him anymore? He instantly disagreed with the last one

But still what were you hiding from him?

He opened the door to se you disheveled and in tears on the floor of your shared bedroom.

“Babe! Are you ok? Is there a problem? Please tell me ,I will help you with anything ,I promise!” He asked well in a panic

“Y-yeah I’m fine A-Aether ,noo need to worry” you said clearly not fine

“I can see your lying to me (____) ,please tell me the truth ,I won’t judge you.” He said from a loud to quiet tone

“W-well ,*sigh*…….” You explained how you had been feeling recently and how it was affecting you ,but how you didn’t want him to worry.

“(___) I had no idea you’ve been feeling this way ,honey you know I will help you with anything and that you have my full support ” he said well snuggling into your neck

“Is there anyway I can help? Maybe getting clothing ,but then I need to schedule and think of the windblume festival and-“

“Aether I appreciate this ,but having you be with me is enough”

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Jean

You loved your girlfriend Jean ,but it always feels loney .Since she’s busy with paper work and your busy with (————-) so the two of you barely see each other ,which made it hard to process in the relationship ,but you two found a way.

recently you found out your transgender and were excited and nervous to tell your girlfriend. That was until, you realized that if you wanted to do that ,you would have to be awake at basically 3 am to see an overworked Jean. You instead decided to do it on an off day.

You also wanted this to be surprise for Jean ,because she is overworked and this is probably only one off day in the year ,so you decided to get her something.

There was one person you knew that would probably know around when she gets her off day. Barbara ,that’s because Barbara is Jean’s sister. So she would also know what to get for Jean.

The day had came where it was her off day

“Jean ,(insert pet name) ,guess what special day it is?” You say waking up next to her

“Mhmm I don’t know if remember ,but you seem more excited about this ,so that means it’s a good day for us or just you” she says drowsily

“Yep! Let’s get breakfast then go to the Windrise tree !”

‘Ok ok ,let me just get dressed ok?” She asks

“Ok Jean” you said

you wait for about 30 minutes ,until she came out in her summer uniform which is good ,because it was a hot day today

the both of you enjoyed your breakfast and ,after lots of catching up the both of you were already there.

“Jean I have something to tell you” you asked quietly “Yes anything honey.” She responded

“Well Recently I’ve found out that I think I’m a (preferred gender) and would appreciate if you call by __/__ pronouns instead ,if you don’t wanna date me anymore that’s fine.“

She was shocked at that last part ,because why would she leave you? You are one of the bests thing she has in her life. “(____)….. I didn’t know you felt that way ,but always know I will support you for who you are. And will definitely will help you on this journey. I would never leave you for who you are and you are one of the bests things I have in my life”

you look at her in awe ,until saying a very quite ,but happy ‘thank you

she grabs you into a hug and you both cuddle

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thank you for reading and ,thank you all so much for the support :’D

[jenna-tharonin]

•Howdy, I’m culty, or Jenna, I also go by tortoise on some sites too, you can use these names or other ones you decide on, you’ll find out soon that I don’t care about much.

•I am 22 and rather new to tumblr and the whole gay community but I def love y’all

•I will switch from cuddling in bed with thigh highs, a massive hoodie, and nothing else, to wearing cowboy boots, jeans, and working on trucks, I am a redneck cowgirl, yeehaw

•I am cringe

•Anyways, I’m the literal definition of not caring, I’m nb and pan, and you can use any pronouns you want on me, also, I don’t care about you (as long as you’re over 18 ofc) no, I don’t care if you’re overweight, no, I don’t care if you’re hairy, no, I don’t care if you’re ugly, you’re still hot, or handsome, or beautiful, or attractive, or whatever you like being complimented with.

•No, this is not an exclusive blog, I use it for hornyposting, for my interests, for my thoughts, and stuff like that (mainly hornyposting ngl)

•My kinks are: literally fucking anything, minus scat and threading everything is on the table, unless I decide I’m not in the mood for it

•If you want to come talk about politics, do it, I invite you, the only exception is if you disagree with me you can’t just start insulting and stuff, let’s have an actual conversation :)

•Feel free to dm me! I’ll prob reply fast bc I have basically no friends on here :\

•That’s all I can think of rn, if you want to know more, or have anything specific please refer to the above bullet point.

•please be my friend 🥺

[why-am-i-here-someone-save-me]

Sometimes I wonder why I have such an incredibly massive weakness to the Found Family troupe.

And then I promptly remember that I grew up binging Fairy Tail over and over. It’s after that realization that I don’t have to wonder anymore.

Like I know that a loooot of good anime has come out since Fairy Tail was relevant; but in my opinion, it still firmly sits as one of the greatest anime of all time. Obviously opinions aren’t factual so naturally others might disagree, but for me Fairy Tail is just on another level of god-tier untouchable great anime.

I deadass adore Fairy Tail y’all. Like I struggle to even put into words how much I absolutely fuckin adore it. The amount of emotional attachment I have to it is frankly surprising even for me sometimes. I’ll just be thinking about some random shit one day and then have a tangentially related thought regarding Fairy Tail and then its gg, I have to go binge it once more.

This is definitely not an invitation to any fellow Fairy Tail fans to talk about Fairy Tail with me I swear-

no but fr guys i need to talk about fairy tail please-

[sunghoonssl4t]

11:39pm on hillshire ave - look at us.

l.hs. x y/n

mdni !!!!

genre : establish relationship , heeseung x black female reader , date night

warning : smut , male oral receiving , unprotected sex ( be smart y’all .. )

( did not proof read this , don’t laugh if there are mistakes >.< )

you & heeseung have just come back from your monthly dinner date & it was .. intense to say the least. good intense. the only good emotion that has surrounded us in months. he’s been extremely busy with work , you’ve been super busy with volleyball games all over town , eventually leading up to you having to go out of state soon. the two of you have been totally stressed & jam packed with work & , on top of not being able to make time for each other , there’s been a lot of tension in the house as of late. you originally planned on cancelling our date for this month because you truly didn’t believe you guys had time for it , plus , neither of you honestly felt like dealing with each other at the moment. you’ve been getting into mini arguments , huge disagreements , we’ve been blowing up at one another , giving the other the silent treatment , leading up to not speaking entirely for some weeks. but , you still wanted to keep up tradition & try to fix the energy surrounding the relationship.

unfortunately those plans did not last at first & it started with the dinner location itself ..

as you made your way to the car , he opened my door & in return , you gave him a passive “ thank you “ .. that resulted in the door being slammed in your face & him slamming his car door as he got into the driver side. 20 extremely awkward minutes had passed & you noticed he wasn’t driving in the general direction of the restaurants you always go to. so you simply asked ,

“ where are we going ? ” glancing over at him to see him sternly looking at the road & gripping the wheel.

“ .. to eat. where else do we go on the last saturday of the month ? “ he muttered quickly with a hint of an attitude in his tone & with what looked to be a snarl on his lips. you just scoffed , getting completely annoyed before the night had truly even began.

“ well yeah , no shit .. i mean where are we eating at ? all the places are usually we go to are on the east side & we are headed downtown. i just wanted to know if we were going somewhere new this time , geez. ” you’d blurted , immediately rubbing your temples from stress.

“ clearly we’re going somewhere new if we’re not going the way we usually do y/n. i know you’re smarter than that , come on now. ” he spat & rolled his eyes , while still focused on the road.

you couldn’t do anything but sigh .. heavily. “ okay heeseung. “ was all that you could manage to say while tying to keep you calm & not explode.

now finally at the restaurant , you two get to the table , order & wait for your meals , still not saying a word. the air around you guys is still tense & you’re avoiding each other’s eyes at all costs , but it’s a little more manageable since you’re finally our of the car & around others.

“ y/n , i’m sorry. i shouldn’t have blown up in the car like that. it was a simple question & i didn’t need to react like that , i apologize baby. i understand if you’re still upset with me. ” he reaches for both of your hands & kisses your knuckles while keeping eye contact. repeatedly apologizing & smiling at you ,

you start to ease up a bit. he smiled .. you hadn’t seen him smile in almost two months. you start to pull your hands away & giggle to cover your cheesy smile.

“ it’s okay hee , i’m sorry too. we both been quite tense recently & have had a lot on our plates. thank you for apologizing. i accept it , but it takes two to disagree. you’re not to blame for everything , i want to apologize as well. you’ve been stressed , i’ve been stressed. us lashing out won’t make it any better. ”

you take a break to catch your breath , as you feel a lump in your throat. “ now please , let’s enjoy our dinner & have a good night. okay ? i miss us , i miss normal us. i miss you .. i don’t like fighting all the time or worse , going days & sometimes weeks without speaking. ” your eyes begin to gloss over , the tears yet to fall. as you came to the end of your plea .. you see him crack. his face softened even more & his body flinched as soon as he seen them forming , immediately wanting to come to your side of the table & comfort you. “ babe , it’s okay. “ you chuckled a bit to ease the tension & calm him down. “ i’m okay. i just want us to fix things tonight. i understand us not being able to make a ton of time for one another has been hard , but there should be no reason that we can’t even speak to each other normally in our own home , without an argument breaking out. ”

he let out a deep sigh & put his hands out for yours again. you gave them to him. “ i know y/n & we will. i don’t like that we’ve become like this , but we will bounce back. i’m glad we decided to still have this dinner , i can’t wait to make it up to you. “ he says with an all too familiar smile , but not the sweet , innocent smile he gave a few minutes ago. this smile had intent behind it , almost menacing & devious.

you smile back , but couldn’t stop thinking about the intention behind his. you’d resumed your dinner peacefully , getting everything off of your chests & just filling each other in on what’s been going on in the business aspect of your lives. once you got past that , it was almost like your stress-filled months never even existed. you were back to normal & you couldn’t be happier. you could tell heeseung was also glad y’all worked out this knot in your relationship. it seemed as though he had a plan , but you couldn’t figure it out. maybe you were looking too deep into things ..

the two of y’all entered the apartment , still feeling the happiness of your resolved relationship. after putting your coats on the rack , you made your way to the dining room table as heeseung grabs the take out boxes & stores them in the fridge. you heard him release a deep , relaxed sigh ,

“ tonight was so fun , i loved every part of it. ” grabbing a wine bottle before , closing the fridge , smiling to himself , as he takes two wine glasses from the cabinet. his smile then drops suddenly , “ well , except for the argument in the car .. but everything after that. ” he chuckles nervously , face immediately whipping to you , looking for a reaction.

you laugh & head over to him , “ i enjoyed tonight too my love. thank you so much for this. ” grabbing the sides of his face as you’d come to the end of the sentence. you look all over his face , observing every part of him. looking in his eyes , glancing down at his lips , even his nose , looking at his eyebrows , then to the dangling earrings you gifted him months ago that always accompany his ears. really looking at him. finally going back to his lips , you kiss him , what you’d been dying to do since he smiled at dinner. you felt his arms go to wrap around your body , even though he still has the two wine glasses in one hand & a wine bottle in the other.

the kiss was beautiful. slow , meaningful , soft , passionate , did i mention beautiful ? he smiles in between to break the kiss. he brings the glasses & bottle in between your bodies while still holding this painfully strong eye contact , “ would you like a drink , miss ? ” he spoke in almost a whisper , still in proximity as if he were to kiss you again.

“ of course i would , ” you whisper back , hands still holding his face. “ my pretty , pretty boy. “ you flash him a smile while looking back & forth between his eyes , then down to his lips & back into his eyes . you can almost physically see the blush creep upon his face as he turns his head away to smile even harder.

he pulls you into him by the waist to be closer , as if that even possible considering how close you were already standing from the kiss. “ i told you about calling me that y/n , ” his tone drops , but is still sweet. “ it drives me insane. ” he says into the shell of my ear , sending a shiver through your entire body.

i think i’m going insane.

“ i know , but i just can’t help it. you’re pretty , you’re mine , what a perfect world i live in. ” you laughed a bit as he wraps himself around you for a hug. the two of you just stand there , an almost unnoticeable sway starts to happen as you stand together. enjoying each other , feeling each other , basking in one another. something you’ve both been craving for what feels like forever.

once you finally pull apart he sets the bottle & glasses on the counter. while giving you a kiss on the forehead , he reaches down to grab your hand & leads y’all to the bedroom. he brings you to the mirror in the corner of the room & puts you in front of him. as you’re both looking at the reflection , he begins to pepper your right shoulder with kisses all over.

“ you’re so beautiful. ” he praises while rubbing his hands up & down the sides of you. soon you feel him bring his hand up to your shoulder to remove the strap of your dress , glancing up towards you in the mirror for a reaction. you stare back through the mirror & close your eyes , truly just enjoying the moment. he then moves up to your neck , your breathing begins to fall heavy & you release a breath you weren’t aware you’d been holding. he makes his way to the left shoulder , doing the same as before. planting mini kisses all over & eventually making his way up to the other side of your neck. while tilting your head to give him more access , you took your hand & ran your fingers through his hair , trying to push his face deeper into your neck as if that was even possible. it felt so amazing & heavenly , you wanted to feel every motion & emotion of the kisses being granted to you.

“ i’ve missed you. “ he mumbles against your skin in between the kisses on your neck. “ i’ve missed my pretty girl so so much. ” sighing against me as he removes the other dress strap from your shoulder. he slowly makes his way to unzip the dress & soon after , it drops to the floor. you then turn around to finally make face to face eye contact for a brief moment , as you go to unbutton his dress shirt. as you work on the buttons , you glance back up & happily met with his eyes already on you as he heads for his belt & pants to remove them. once the belt is undone , you take the waistband of his pants & underwear all together & drag them down , while keeping immense eye contact the entire way to the ground.

a slight smile forms on my face as you saw his expression contort , “ fuck , y/n .. ” he whispers in an almost exhausted tone. you came back up just as slow as you went down , coming in for a kiss you knew he was begging for at the moment. you reached down & grip him , while stroking ever so slowly. you wanted him to feel everything & wanted it to last. he placed his hands on the sides of your face , mimicking you from before , as he had nothing to grab onto. his face continuously goes from begging to angry to exhaustion as you continue the hard , slow strokes while coming up & grazing your thumb across his tip every now & then.

his breathing began to quicken & come heavier , as he started to become more verbal. this was music to your ears , you’d been waiting for this. you removed your hand from his member to push him a few steps back for him to sit on the bed. once he’s sat , you start to go down to get on your knees again , but he stops you by grabbing your chin before you got too low.

“ no baby. i ruined tonight , lemme make it up to you. ” he says , practically pleading to you , as he brings your face closer to his. you remove his hand from your face & shake your head side to side.

“ we both ruined tonight. just let me do this for you. ” you said kind of whining & continue to lower yourself back down. he always makes up an excuse for him to only pleasure you. but you weren’t letting him get away with it this time , you were gonna get your way with this one. he grabs your face again & forces you to look at him ,

“ okay well let me just go first , please y/n. ” begging at this point , but you simply remove his hands again & reach down to take him into your mouth. he lets out the most beautiful , stomach turning whine you’ve ever heard from him. you told yourself you could’ve came right then & there. he sighs deeply , “ ohh y/n. ” he goes to move the fallen hairs from your face to truly see you , you then look up & see a smile form on his face as soon as we lock eyes. you then start to move faster , allowing yourself to gag on him every now & then knowing he likes the feeling.

as if that was his cue , he started panting harder & started gripping the sheets even harder than before. his whines become uncontrollable moans & you could tell he was close. you took him out of your mouth leaving a collective of saliva on him. you grabbed him & started stroking him as fast as you could. you wanted to watch him cum all over your chest. you wanted to watch his face contort into a mixture of emotions , while hearing him as he was a moaning mess. he once again , grabbed your hand away from him , stopping you.

“ no , no , stop. i wanna finish inside you. with you. ” he said with a smile on his face , as he was trying to catch his breath from almost cumming. you smiled back with a simple nod & he then pulled you up to the bed next to him with a kiss. he lays your head towards the edge of the bed without breaking the kiss , then proceeds to kiss all the down to where you wanted him the most. you were so wet & throbbing for him , if you didn’t have him inside me within the next 30 seconds , you were sure you’d start crying. he begins to give your core kitten licks & small kisses.

“ heeseung please. ” you said with a deep exhale , while leaning up on your elbows for support to face him. he stops & brings his eyes to yours , “ thank you so much for the gesture , ” as you nod your head down to where his head is placed in between your thighs , “ but i need you to fuck me right now. i need you so bad , i physically cannot take it any longer. ” you’d began to beg , almost on the verge of tears.

he looked at you with the most seductive & sinister smile you'd seen in a long time , you could almost feel the shock jolt through your body instantly. he grabbed your legs & pulled you towards him , beginning to rub his tip at your entrance , teasing you. you started to squirm under him , becoming a mess.

he grabbed his member & began to insert himself into you so painfully slow , it was tortuous. you loved every bit of it & he knew that. he looked at you with a sly grin , seeing you become a moaning mess as he teases you with his slow movements. his confident mask then broke as he started to gain speed , succumbing to the feeling of being inside of you. the two of you together became a moaning melody , not caring about your volume , only focusing on each other & the feeling of one another. heeseung’s moans soon began to overpower yours as you both knew he was getting close ,

“ turn around , now please. ” he said quickly & quietly as he pulled out , helping you get on all fours. he made sure to move you a bit so you two were right in front of the mirror , looking back at each other through the glass.

there was no time wasted , as he was right back inside of you after the two of you were adjusted & your moans began to pick back up. he pushed your head further into the mattress , going deeper & harder than before. he then started back at his faster pace & it was driving you insane , pushing you closer to your breaking point. your moans then started to become incoherent & he brought your face up by your chin & guided your head to look straight forward in the mirror ,

“ look at you. ” he spoke to you in a whisper tone after releasing a satisfied sigh , “ look at us. look at how you pretty you are for me right now. ” you both were looking at the mirrored reflection of your movements , both in a daze & high on lust for one another.

“ heeseung fuck , please …. ” you managed to breathe out. “ oh my goodness .. ” everything was coming out in a slur as he was still pounding into extremely deep & fast. you dropped your head due to the overwhelming feeling of your high approaching. he quickly lifted your head back up , making you look at the two of you in the mirror ,

“ please what pretty girl ? tell me what you want. please please tell me. ” he spoke , also out of breath not slowing down his pace. he could tell you were getting close , he felt you continuously squeezing yourself on him becoming more & more sensitive to the feeling of him being inside you.

“ please cum with me. i want you to cum heeseung , i’m so fucking close .. i need you. ” you begged him , while still holding eye contact through the mirror , grinding yourself up against him at this point matching his rhythm.

he flashed you another smile , happy with the response. “ okay baby , i got you. let it go. ” he said with a sigh in a begging tone.

heeseung then began to pick up his pace just a bit more , you both were dangerously close & it didn’t take long for you to reach your highs quickly. the room was once again filled with the beautiful harmonies of your moans at max volume without a care in the world. your vision was clouded by the euphoric sensation , feeling your body shake uncontrollably while he still moved inside you with sloppy strokes. you felt him twitch inside you while he felt you clench yourself onto him , both of you feeling overstimulated by the feeling , neither one of you wanted to pull away from one another.

you both lied there , coming down from your extreme highs & trying to catch your breathe. as you were calming down m you found yourself staring deep into his eyes , as he did the same to you , neither in a rush to look away. “ thank you for tonight , it was very special. ” he spoke softly to him , meaning every word that left your lips. he reached down to brush your hair from your face & gave you that pretty smile he always did when he was admiring you.

“ thank you for being here with me. i’m not sure what i would do if you weren’t mine .. & i’m so glad i’m yours beautiful. ” he bent down to meet you in the middle for a kiss. or maybe eight kisses ..

he helped you up & ran to the bathroom to get the shower running for the two of you. “ y/n , you down for cookies & a movie ? you can pick the mo- ”

“ PRINCESS & THE FROG ! PRINCESS & THE FROG. ” you excitedly told him , headed to the bathroom to join him. he looked at you in the doorway & laughed.

“ for the third time this week ? okay .. ” he chuckled & pulled you into the shower with a forehead kiss. “ come on pretty girl. ”

[tea-time-for-bee-time]

Ok so. Staff posted some information about there plans moving forward. Here’s the link and below the cut- my thoughts.

Let’s begin with the fact that some of y’all are bitching and moaning about the fact that they want to change at all. Change is important and not always a bad thing. We often joke (and are sometimes proud of) the fact that this website has never been profitable, but unfortunately that’s sort of a necessary aspect of staying alive in a capitalist free market. If you want this place to stick around it needs to be functioning and profitable. If you disagree with that concept please go take it up with Karl Marx he’d love to hear from you. Until then we have to work with what we’ve got.

Most people seem afraid of the idea that they will remove user curated content in favour of algorithmic content. -I highly doubt that they would severely change the format in a way that drastically impacts current users, as their loyalty is one of the few things that this sight has going for it in an elevator pitch. And I like to hope staff have heard the millions of complaints from current users whenever they so much as change the shape of a button.

I don’t think that’s the case (I hope not). They specifically mention they have a problem with curated content when it comes to bringing in new users. Which… yeah. I came here a few years ago and it took months to get a dash that really truly jives with me.

The addition of the “for you” page was clearly a great way to tackle this, as it allows users to explore other places and people just outside their “bubble”.

I think the best way to move forward is really focusing on the onboarding process of creating an account. I don’t know how it works nowadays but “pick a few tags that interest you” isn’t really enough data to help begin a curated page.

Perhaps “which of these accounts have you heard of?” Would also be a good question.

If they could swing it, an analysis of the culture of tumblr on other apps might be useful. So say someone says “I came here from reddit” on an onboarding poll, the app now knows that they probably like the kind of tumblr stuff cross-posted there.

In terms of making communication easier. Yes. That’s a very important one. I know a lot of old users like to talk in the tags, but honestly it’s not really feasible anymore and a more streamlined comments and replies system seems like the best way to go.

[ithinkabouttzu]

Hi there!! I'd really love a TP ship please! You have my description already 💖

Hi thank you so much honey for the request!🤭💗

I ship you with…

Bill “Hoosier” Smith!

- Okay like let me start off by saying how HOT you guys would look together (like your dark features would go SO well with his light ones omg)

- He LOVES your figure and curves plus that pretty face of yours! literally thinks you are the prettiest thing he’s ever seen

- and when he first mets you, I feel like he would assume that you had a LOT of guys after you, so he would definitely try extra hard to empress you and just to get a smile out of you.

- Finds you so sexy and confident omg (cannot compose himself around you 🤦🏻‍♀️)

- He loves seeing that fierceness in you, He thinks your energy is so powerful and admires how you can defend him, love him, and also put him in his place if you need to too. (that side of you def turns him on a bit too)

- is very inspired by your passionate and loving spirit and his heart gets 100x bigger when he sees you sticking up for someone/something

- I think both of you have the same morals in terms of sticking up for what’s right and y’all both can look past what’s on the outside to help someone in need and that makes y’all such a POWER couple.

- Very chill couple but also ride or die at the same time ( like if someone gets buck with you he’ll get buck back at them, and the same for you!)

- I also see y’all being like the “if you do it imma do it” type couple LOL (y’all def get eachother in trouble with that one)

- when You and Bill are mad at eachother, y’all have these passive aggressive type arguments that could last for dayssss (y’all always make up tho! or just finally come to an ‘agree to disagree’ type thing)

- correct me if i’m wrong, but I feel like you AND bills “social battery” can drain out real quick and sometimes you guys can just give eachother ‘that look’ and know that it’s time to go home, ( y’all do better together when y’all are alone compared to big crowds)

- canon: You guys have LOTS of dogs like, dogs to the MAX really any animals at that point (can’t forget Yoda too ofc :)

- When it comes to doing those true crime mystery cases with bill, he’s not the best at them and detecting definitely isn’t his forte but he loves seeing you get so into them and honestly is just happy to be there 🤣

- I feel like Bill would be very prideful to have you as his girl like, like he’s dating a pinup girl who WOULDN’T want to date you?!? (has to bring you around the other guys and show you off!!)

- Also lots of kisses and hugs to show you how much he loves you and appreciates you!!

- both of y’all can def get down on some comic books in y’all’s free time. If you guys aren’t in the mood for books, having some carpool karaoke together is always a classic!! (or just even dancing around and enjoying music together)

- Loves seeing you get all dolled up for no reason (he gets such strong princess vibes from you 😩)

- Always down for the little romantic gestures!! he knows how much he loves you, and after the war he realizes not everyday is guaranteed and he makes SURE to give you extra love when he comes home ( emotionally and physically 😋😋)

-( Also I feel like he is definitely spicy in the bedroom and can give you a run for your money if you let him 😻)

- I feel like ol’ hoosier has definitely had his run with a couple girls before and I don’t think they ever ended very well, when he gets with you he makes SURE to do everything to keep you and overall is just very committed to making sure you guys are a long term thing.

- dating but at the same time are best friends, you guys can always laugh and just have fun with eachother, teasing and banter also included ofc

- When he’s sad, sometimes he just needs a hug from you and then he knows he’ll be alright, you just have this safe and healing place for him and it’s so relaxing to be around after a hard day.

- but both of you are so passionate and loving with each other and just such a sexy and fun couple!!! <33333

thank you for requesting girl i hope you love it!!! Make sure to ask for BoB if you’d like! 💗🫶🏻💗

[ivys-head-is-spinning]

okay hi y’all here we go.

first up to anyone who doesn’t like what I’m about to say you can scroll, or block me I don’t care. and also if you are going to hate on this post, read the full thing. hate me after you’ve read everything I’ve had to say so you at least see my side.

also I’ll be referencing some stuff @ya-what--ya-erster and @knockoff-conlon have said so definitely read some of the stuff they have said as well.

(and just don’t send hate to the asks boxes of my friends and I. thanks. It’s not that hard.)

Second sorry if I said things that may of offended people but please know I didn’t do so without reason. People, ADULTS, have been sending hate out to my friends and I for saying things like “newsies let’s go!” Or “I hope cats doesn’t win”

and look I understand we all have different opinions that’s called life. But saying that we are “so rude” for saying things like that is dumb I’m sorry but it is. Saying we don’t want cats to win is not a direct punch in all of your faces. It’s our opinions.

so of course this fuelled a strong reaction out of myself, and out of other newsies fans. If we splashed a little water in your faces, you sent tidal waves back (paraphrased from a quote by @musical-dash-trash).

what is hurting us is that adults are telling us our we can’t have opinions, and that our feelings are invalid and by disagreeing with them we are disrespectful.

a lot of the newsies fandom is made up of teenagers, and most of us have turned to this show as a sort of light in the dark. we use tumblr as our safe space to escape the struggles of our daily lives, no matter what they be, to just talk about a show that means so much to us and get away. One thing is that the cats fans are filling up the newsies tag so people in the fandom are getting all this hate down our throats are we are just trying to exist on here.

of course teenagers are going to be a bit crazy about our favourite musical. we are going to say and do the wrong things and be a bit too much. I guarantee many of you have done it but you just choose to not think of it and only focus on the mistakes we make. we need room to learn and grow and say the wrong things sometimes. again that is LIFE. go think about a time where maybe you were a little obnoxious or immature. we’ve all been there.

I’m not using this as an excuse I promise. but I’m using it as a reminder.

we don’t need you guys posting screenshots of everything we’ve said wrong. please think about how that can hurt us. it’s weird and wrong.

people are ignoring the fact that we’ve received hate too though. most of us get ignored or gaslighted enough by adults in our daily lives we sure as hell don’t need it from you guys. and don’t expect us to just forget about everything because any little thing you say can affect someone, I’m trying to learn this myself. (“the axe forgets but the tree remembers” and all that)

to me this has become more than one musical over the other. it’s trying to get my voice heard in a world that will never listen to anyone who isn’t old enough to buy a house. and I know many other people are feeling the same right now.

so please as you carry on with your lives and this pole, remember we are all human, we are all continuously making mistakes.

many people in the newsies fandom have come out and apologized but then got more hate thrown at them. please don’t continue to yell at us and tell us that we are solely in the wrong or that we are too young. we know we messed up but you guys did too.

and if for some reason you can’t see any of the points I’m trying to make, that’s okay. just keep scrolling. so once again, this is my apology for the things I said wrong, and your reminder to take more time to listen to the kids in your life. wether it be on tumblr or in your real life, just try and hear us out sometimes. I know it’s hard but we are all trying. you guys were in our position before too. remember that.

[tokyosgroeningverseblog]

☆ ℑ𝔫𝔱𝔯𝔬 ☆

Hello, fellow dorks !! This is my blog specifically for content relating to Matt Groening’s series (The Simpsons, Futurama and Disenchantment), which I call the Groeningverse !

☆☆☆ 𝔅𝔞𝔰𝔦𝔠 𝔦𝔫𝔣𝔬 ☆☆☆

☆ Call me Tokyo or Angel !! (Tokyo is slightly preferred)

☆ She/her, cisgender female

☆ Birthday is September 27th, I am a Libra. I am also a minor

☆ Bisexual and omnicurious, preference for men

☆ OC x canon shipper !

☆ Has scoliosis and is being tested for autism

☆ Currently dating someone <3

☆☆☆ 𝔅𝔜𝔉, 𝔇𝔑ℑ, 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫 𝔦𝔠𝔢 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔭𝔩𝔢𝔞𝔰𝔢 𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔱 ☆☆☆

BYF

☆ I am pretty open about my opinions, especially when it comes to disliking something. I understand if you disagree, but I prefer not to argue over things as silly as me not liking a character you like or something of the like.

☆ Despite being a minor, I do make inappropriate jokes and even draw suggestive things sometimes. I understand that's not everyone's cup of tea.

☆ Some of the media I consume is made by controversial people. Please know that I don't support their actions whatsoever.

☆ I sometimes say things like "kms", but I'm not serious about it unless stated otherwise.

☆ I need tonetags sometimes, and it's hard for me to get jokes every now and then.

☆ I sometimes use Gen Alpha slang as a joke, like “skibidi”, “sigma”, etc.

☆ I am a massive simp for characters, lol

DNI

☆ Proshippers. I won’t go out of my way to harass a proshipper or darkshipper, because that’s wrong, but I don’t want them interacting with me because shipping problematic things makes me uncomfortable.

☆ Basic criteria (discrimination, problematic phillias, etc.)

☆ AI “art” and NFT users

☆ If you’re under 13. You shouldn’t even be on Tumblr, man.

☆ If you ship real people together

☆ If you are against OC x canon or self shipping (I’m not a self shipper, but I support it as long as it isn’t problematic)

Thin Ice

☆ Fetish artists (I’ve met some that are actually very respectful, so it’s not an immediate DNI)

☆ People with specific fandoms in their DNI (I don’t think it makes sense imo ?? Blocking out an entire fandom just because you don’t like a piece of media or the creator of it just,,, rubs me the wrong way ? Idk, I’m a huge art vs. artist believer)

☆ People with “boring people” in their DNI (that is very unspecific. How am I supposed to not interact if I don’t know whether or not you’d see me as a boring person ???)

PLEASE INTERACT !!

☆ People who like Zapp Brannigan (he’s so hated, so I really enjoy seeing people who also really like him :D)

☆ Fellow OC x canon shippers and selfshippers !! (Y’all are so cool !!!)

☆ People who share the same fictional crushes or ship OCs/self inserts with the same characters (some people don’t like when others share the same f/o’s or fictional crushes, but I love it. It’s so cool to have someone who can agree with me 100% when I gush over a character they also like)

☆☆☆ 𝔖𝔱𝔲𝔣𝔣 𝔯𝔢𝔩𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔬 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔊𝔯𝔬𝔢𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔰𝔢 ☆☆☆

I am most active w/ Futurama rn, and least active with Disenchantment as I have not gotten to watch it yet.

Favorite characters

☆ The Simpsons: Moe Szyslak, Cecil Terwilliger, Sideshow Bob, Lionel Hutz, Reverend Lovejoy and Mr. Burns

☆ Futurama: Phillip J. Fry, Zapp Brannigan, Kif Kroker, Bender Rodriguez, Turanga Leela and Dr. John Zoidberg

☆ Disenchantment: Due to having not watched it yet, I don’t quite have a favorites list. But from the clips I’ve seen, probably Princess Bean and Luci so far ?? I’m not sure

OC x canon ships !!

The first name is the character, the second one is the OC

☆ Moe Szyslak x Rhonda Branston (status: dating or married, depending on the drawing)

☆ Cecil Terwilliger x Lawrence Terwilliger (status: married)

☆ Lionel Hutz x Loretta Kingston (status: dating)

☆ Phillip J. Fry x Stella Brannigan (status: this one’s a bit complicated. I would go with dating, but I’m not sure yet)

Planning on making a StrawPage dedicated entirely to listing my OCs for the Groeningverse, so you guys can get to know them better :)

Btw, here’s my StrawPage ! So you can find my other accounts that aren’t primarily for Groening’s shows and other coolio stuff like my Discord server

http://tokyosmaddhouse.straw.page/