#i like change but the lead up to a life changing situation always stresses me unfortunately

[got7]

so many things are gonna change in my life next week it’s crazy

[the-tarot-witch22]

Messages from your inner child - Pick a pile

Pile 1/ Pile 2/ Pile 3

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Hello everyone ! This is my another pick a pile or pac reading so please be kind and leave comment or reblog, and let me know if it resonated with you!

Note : This is a general reading or collective reading. It may or may not resonate with you. Please take what resonates and leave what doesn't. And it's totally okay if our energies aren't aligned!

How to pick : Take a deep breath and choose a pile which you feel most connected to! You can choose more than one pile, it just means both pile have messages for you!

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Pile 1

(The cards I got for you guys - 3 of pentacles , 6 of wands)

Okay so the first thing i feel and heard is you inner child is quite proud of you and your growth, i also heard "in the process of healing" so many of you could be already healed or trying to heal, your inner child feels complete from this accomplishment of yours, I also heard for some of you, your inner child say "the love you always craved was already inside of you", why worry, when things are starting to fall into it's place, i know its hard but know the way i see you grow, from all those phases, hardships and you grew to be that exact person i always wanted to be, so own up to it, you deserve it all, and much more, for some of you your childhood could have been harsh or one of your parents too hard with you. I feel happy when i see you smile or laugh or when you bright up the room, i know someone worthy of us will see it, you have learnt a lot, haven't you? i see that growth in you, how mature you have become, but one thing hasn't changed is, your kindness, i am glad to see that in you, I feel so grateful to you and others around you that they love you, i see you walking towards your goal, path. I see our work we put in at times, became so rewarding and fruitful, all thanks to you. i also hear your inner child saying "don't be lazy okay?, we have so much to achieve" but along with that rest, don't stress too much, i feel and know you would do great! You could be the elder sibling or parent type of your loved ones~

with love.

Gosh your inner child is quite sweet and yet gave mature vibes, this pile gave me earth sign and Aquarius sun/moon/rising energy.

Pile 2

(The cards I got for you - king of pentacles, 9 of wands, 4 of pentacles, the empress)

Okay so the very first thing i feel and heard for this pile is, you could have had lots of expectations on you from very young age, like you would have to understand the family situation, and this group had "mature beyond your years" and the energy of this pile is heavy you could be the most emotional and sensitive and yet you learnt to hide it better, or there were times, grown ups around you didn't listen to you, or most of the times you were misunderstood, I also feel this pile could have gone through hard school life or home life, contemplating if you are not perfect you could not be loved, this group might also had big dreams when you were a child and wanted to see yourself in luxury, and experience what your inner child could not, I also feel there some people around you who "bullied or teased" you like making comments that are hurtful and them still making it or making it seem like it was a joke, which could have lead to your insecurities. Anyhow, let's dive into your reading. I heard your inner child say "you are perfect and more than enough as you are, you don't have to try to fit in because were never meant for that", "you were meant for more, to be unique", damn to those who were against you and your dreams, and know i am proud of you, and we will reach where we always wanted to be, i see your inner child being emotional and the energy here is heavy and mysterious, like i feel you did emotionally go through a lot, but i see your innerchild giving you some messages i am hearing "we got this", "we did it", "we made it", "we have to be successful", such a determined energy here, but i also hear , to go easy and be kind to yourself, you don't always have to the bigger person, you can make mistakes that is okay", i also see you patting your inner child back and them giving you a reassuring hug. Like they are telling you its all going to be okay, I also feel you could always have had liked luxurious items. A very random message but anyways, i feel your innerchild telling you it's okay to not be okay at times, you are also a human, be kinder to yourself everyday, love yourself the way you love others. Your inner child talks a lot, and its adorable and i also feel your voice or emotions could have been shut out. So they feel proud when you stand up for yourself.

That's all my lovelies, *i am closing the reading by sending virtual hugs to you pile 2*, just keep going~

Pile 3

(The cards I got for you - 9 of cups and page of pentacles)

Okay so the very first thing i feel is your inner child being totally satisfied. for some of you in this pile could have been the naughty kid lol they love your chaotic yet that honest energy, they also like that you have been healing and working on your growth, they like your chill energy and the friends you have made, they like how you trying to be more confident in your body, they feel so loved and cared for, your inner child is literally beaming with satisfaction, i also feel some of you could fulfulling your childhood dream more likely studying or making a career or name for yourself, I also hear your inner child says that they love you, all those tough times actually helped you becoming better, i see and feel your innerchild loves creating art or express themselves through the same like art, music to express how you actually feel. Okay so random, guys did you ever manifested something like something close to you and your innerchild or wrote it in journal i feel its going to be coming true! but anyhow, this pile has light hearted energy and your innerchild still is inside you so embrace it, and do try to once in a while pamper them~ I hear your innerchild say "good changes and your wishes will come true, just be true to yourself".

Thats all for you pile 3~

Thank you for stopping by! Take care and remember you are loved <3

[kedreeva]

i have an odd animal husbandry question you seem like you might know the answer to, your comment about stan reminded me - ive been thinking about getting into backyard chickens for a couple years and the thing that makes me hesitate most is hard culling. im confident in my ability to put down an animal thats sick, or infirm, or for food, but for like, temperament? or for poor egg layers? just sticks on me for some reason. i think it would feel like telling them theyre not a good enough chicken for me. how to you process this part of animal husbandry?

This will be a little long, so bear with me.

If you want to keep use animals (animals bred for a purpose, to be used for a purpose instead of kept as a companion), you gotta get good with the idea that they are here for you under the agreement that you will only keep them as long as you need to. When you take them on, you are agreeing that you will release them to whatever their next life holds for them as soon as you do not need (or they've completed) their service. Maybe for some people that's just release to the biological cycle of life, for others maybe there's an eternal rest, for others maybe it's reincarnation. For soft culling that's just moving to the next household. Whatever it is, you are allowing them to pass to it in as humane a way as you can, and ultimately it is the single greatest kindness and gratitude you can show to them, to give them proper care while they are here and allow them to end with little to no pain- something animals outside of our care rarely get. You are thanking them for their service, and letting them go. Worth does not even begin to factor into it.

It is not easy to take a life. It is NEVER easy, regardless of reason, regardless of excuse, regardless of anything. It is ALWAYS heavy, and it will always hurt you. And it should. I am grateful for the weight of taking a life, because it reminds me that it is serious, and reminds me to take the production of life seriously, because at some point any life I cause to come into existence via breeding animals will have to end.

On top of that, some things ARE heath related that do not seem health related. Aggression in domestic animals IS A HEALTH ISSUE. A cock is aggressive because he is stressed about intruders, containment, mating threats, resource guarding, etc. Even with the best of care this can be true, and unfortunately for you both, this means the animal is not suited for domestic keeping. The same goes for animals (in any stripe of use, but particularly private care) that display repetitive stress behaviors from normal, proper captive care (for example, mice that are food chewing are stressed and should be culled from lines where possible because they are not having a good time). You are doing them a disservice to keep them in a stressful situation you cannot change because of their biology. It has nothing to do with not being good enough for you, and everything to do with producing/keeping animals that do not experience that stress in captive care and releasing the rest from duty because they will not be okay in any captive care.

For some issues (poor egg laying, for example) you CAN pet-home culls instead of hard culling. It's harder to do, you will spend time finding people who just want pets that don't intend to breed or don't care, but it can be done. However!! Is the bird just slow at producing eggs because her genetics say that's how fast eggs get produced, or is she producing slowly because there's a health problem that isn't immediately evident? Is her ovary damaged, is her reproductive tract infected, does she have a disorder that prevents her from processing food correctly so she can't get what she needs to produce eggs as fast as normal? Are you setting the bird up for failure (and someone else for heartbreak/money troubles) sending them to a pet home? Is it something which could lead to pain/suffering down the road if she's allowed to continue? Hard to say without spending a lot of money. Are you willing to risk your reputation, if someone takes a surprise illness/genetic issue down the road badly ("Oh THAT breeder sold me a sick/unhealthy bird/bird with bad genetics"), and compromise your ability to find homes for healthy birds down the road?

You are okay with culling a bird for food- there's nothing that says you cannot eat the bad temperaments, the poor egg layers, the one with genetic issues, and so on. And if you can tell early enough that you, personally, can't make use of the meat, there are plenty of folks with other animals that would LOVE feed for those animals. Take yourself down to a local reptile expo, grab the business cards for a few people who have big snake babies (retics, burmese, anaconda, redtail boa, even BP) that say they'd be interested in taking culls, OR look up local bird of prey rescues in your area (or reptile rescues or big cat rescues if there are any) and ask if they'd be interested in culls. There is ALWAYS someone that can use what you can't/won't. You may have to jump through some hoops to donate to some kinds of rescues (health testing for example), but it's an option you can look into if you want to combat the feelings you're talking about.

As a last note- and I am saying this gently and holding your face in both hands: do not anthropomorphize animals in reality.

In YOUR eyes, you are culling them an illness or an injury or for food or for temperament or for poor quality or or or---- it does not matter to the animal why you are culling them. A death is a death, to them. They are here, and then a thing happens, and they are no longer. They do not understand life or death or afterlife or reincarnation or that they are here for a purpose or not a purpose or literally anything you as a human might impose upon them in your head. They live while they are alive, and then they are not. They do not "want to live" in the "avoid death" sense because they do not necessarily understand "death" as a future concept. Instincts that have worked well to preserve life have been encoded in their DNA to one degree or another, they can and do respond to avoid pain, but with little exception (like... maybe elephants and dolphins and a crows and a few others), it's unlikely that they understand the connection between doing those things and being alive/avoiding death.

So while TO YOU it may feel like telling the bird they are not good enough, and TO ME it feels like allowing the bird to move on in peace... the bird doesn't know either way, and honestly the reason hardly matters. It is alive in the present, and one way or another it will not be alive someday, and you are responsible for making sure that the one way under your control is so peaceful or quick that the bird hardly knows it is no longer alive. The bird doesn't care about (and cannot understand) the why of their death, any more than they understand their pain/stress and how it relates medical assistance; it's why animals often freak out, refuse meds, etc. They don't hate the vet or the car or the carrier or anything- they just simply don't understand human stuff and react according to instincts/what they do understand. If you treat an animal like the animal it IS rather than the person you imagine it to be, you will find yourself with a lot better relationship with them during life, and be able to frame their passing a bit better later on.

[mossygirl333]

Could I request Simon to be relaxing with his female s/o please?

AN: ofc you can!!! We love gentle relaxed Simon <3 (it's kinda short but hopefully it's what you wanted!)

Simon Riley x F!chubby!reader

Tw/Cw: some minor mentions of war and depression, mentions of parenting, slight reference to sex but nothing graphic <3

Simon has always been a stressed man. A pressured man. His childhood. His job. It was one thing after the other, shitty situations with barely any good to catch his breath.

A sinking black pit of oil that was always on the cusp of drowning him. Swallowing up his cries for help, it wasn't like anyone was there to help him.

Until...you?

He never thought he deserved someone like you. Oh perfect and delicate you. The complete opposite of everything he's known in his 34 years old life.

If he had to describe you with one word, it'd be soft. Soft. It's the word to encompass all of you, every single part of you. To your thick hips and squeezable fat, round eyes and plump lips. Dulcet voice and steady hands.

And oh how he begged to go home.

-

His weary feet finally crossed the threshold of your shared home. The smell of food filled his nose, thick and warm, saliva filling his mouth.

"Baby?" You squeak, rushing out of the kitchen and lighting up like a light bulb. Your hands squeezed into fists, fighting the urge to touch him. You knew how difficult it was to become Simon after being Ghost for so long. "Si? Baby?"

His board shoulders drop, stepping heavily through the hallway. He was trailing dirt into the carpet but he could vacuum it up later, he just needed his sweetheart.

You tug him down to your level, burying your face into his neck as his shaky hands come up to grasp at your thick waist. Melting into you, surrounded by your warmth.

"It's me...It's Simon. Your Simon." He could feel your sigh of relief, kissing his temple. Your lip gloss sticky against his skin. "Dinner smells good."

"I made some Yorkshire pudding-" He cuts you off with a long slow kiss, breathing heavily against you. Eyes heavy and closed, palms kneading into you.

"such a good cook." he mumbles against your lips. "Soaps been dying to try your food, I swear it gets on my nerves sometimes." He deepens it, cradling your plump rosy cheeks in his hands, feeling you smile.

"M'glad...You should probably take a shower. Change."

He grumbles when you pull away. A slight smirk tugging at his lips when you peck a kiss against his nose. "Shower with me?"

"Pervert."

"That I am."

-

He sighs, leading back into your hands. Working out the muscles in his back. "Feels s'good."

"God You're tight back here." You look up at his smirk and groan. "Shut your mouth Riley. Don't even say it."

"Wasn't gonna say anything." He murmurs, snickering under his breath. "Just a lot of things are tight when it comes to both our bodies."

You huff, smacking the back of his head. Earning a hardy belly laugh, a full toothy smile slathered on his face. Eyes shining and mischievous, he looks younger when he's laughing. More at peace. Less of that brooding vicious soldier that has more blood on his hands than the average man.

But he would never show you that. Never. You didn't deserve to know that side of him. He turns to you, feeling your fingers scrub into his blonde messy hair. Sudsing up his scalp. "I cant stand you." Your voice is playful, feeling his hands cup your ass.

"Then sit." He smiles again, a groan leaving your mouth as you press it against his again.

"Save the dad jokes for when you're a dad please." You murmur, wrapping your arms loosely around his neck.

"You'd be a good mama." He mumbles, pressing a firm kiss to your forehead.

"I know, I'm just so amazing."

"You are."

[teaspoontarot]

Mini Playlist From Your Beloved 🎶

This is a mini playlist straight from your beloved! Open up a see what’s inside. While focused on love there’s a little something for everyone.

These messages are meant to sweeten your day and be a teaspoon of fun! You will always know yourself and your situation the best, therefore everything written here is just to give you a little nudge!

💖 Teaspoon

Pile 1 ✨

You 🔮

Four of Cups - “Wanting anything except the nice thing you have”

Oracle Message

Now is the time to be straightforward with your desires. What is that you want? You desire? This applies to love and romance but to other aspects of your life. You may be a “go with the flow” type of person and mainly wish for things rather than ask. It seems like someone is waiting on you to address the elephant in the room? Will you? Conversations are always scary but this one at least could lead to a path that you could only ever dream. Open yourself up and be seen.

Them 💫

The Hermit - “Beware of self-inflicted loneliness: reach out”

Oracle Message -

They are in waiting/hiding. Hoping for someone to connect with or pull them away, a dreamer and someone who wears their heart on their sleeve. They’ve been vulnerable and fear what the consequences have done. There’s an energy of being left out in the cold, a grand gesture or a heartfelt one has been made and they are waiting. They see two paths ahead and hope you can join them for one.

Mini Playlist #1🎶

Perfume Genius - On The Floor

“Out the door

I pace, I run my mouth

I pray to change

I cross out his name on the page”

Remi Wolf- Wave

“You said you miss me but I swear I miss you more

My baby's gonna buy me a big boat for my birthday (My baby's gonna buy me)

But all I really wish that he would do is keep me company

(Keep me company)

Oh, God, I forgot, long distance, what a bitch

Listening to Timberlake without you, it doesn't scratch the same itch

My baby's gonna buy me a big boat for my birthday (My baby's gonna buy me)

But all I really wish he that would do is keep me company”

Caroline Polacheck - Doors

“You open the door

To another door, to another door

To another door, to another door

And I'm running through to you”

“Back in the city

I'm just another girl in a sweater

Back in the city

Everything's different when we're not together”

Kendrick Lamar ft. SZA - Luther 

“I can't lie

I trust you, I love you, I won't waste your time

I turn it off just so I can turn you on

I'ma make you say it loud

I'm not even trippin', I won't stress you out

I might even settle down for you, I'ma show you I'm a pro

I'ma take my time and turn it off”

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Pile 2 ✨

You 🔮

The Star, Five of Shells (Cups), Three of Candles (Wands), The Hanged One

“Is it so crazy to hope that your wish comes true? The trick is to recognize and appreciate when it does. Spread and share your love”

“There is no point in dwelling on previous actions as mistakes. See them as a turning point towards a new route”

“Stay determined to remain adventurous. Take your ideas for a walk.”

“Beware of an uncomfortable limbo. Of being stuck in a role”

Oracle Message -

Be bold and bright! A shining sun on the horizon bringing warmth from the coolness of night! Don’t shudder yourself away due to what somebody else has said. Even when you tone yourself down, you can’t help but shimmer. Those who see you for what you are will embrace the warmth, and those who can’t will simply be blinded. Take care of yourself and your magnificent joy.

Them 💫

Five of Feather (Swords) - “You can learn humbly from this again…Don’t bite off more than you can chew”

Oracle Message

Sweet and gentle and looking for their own truth. Something bubbling up that they can no longer contain. A smile and a jokester that wants to give you more. Not very good at vulnerability but wants to grow and build with you. They may not know exactly who they are yet but they do want to be with you. An open door and arms.

Mini Playlist #2 🎶

Robin McNamara- Lay A Little Lovin On Me

“Ever since we kissed that night

Ever since I held you tight

I just don't want nobody else

So put your lips on mine

Leave them there 'til the morning time

Lord don't leave me by myself”

Floweroflove - Breaking News

“It's such a headache how you got me in knots

How you're up in my thoughts

Sound like, "Bla-bla-bla-bla" (Bla, bla)

It's so dramatic how you're all that I've got

How you love me non-stop

And your hair is so hot”

Sharon Van Etten & Angel Olsen - “Like I Used To”

“Lighting one up like I used to

Dancing all alone like I used to

Giving it up like I used to

Falling in love like I used to

Open my heart like I used to

Making out long like I used to

Holding hands openly, rights to

Taking what's mine like I used to”

Remi Wolf -Toro

“We're waking up the people down the hall

You're a bull, and I can't help but saying, "Toro, toro"

And when they buzz me for the lobby call

I don't show 'cause I'm too busy saying, "Toro, toro"

The things we do are so deplorable, horrible

Yeah, I'm too busy saying, "Toro, toro"”

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Pile 3 ✨

You 🔮

Eight of Roses (Pentacles) - “A regular and reliable arrangement or resource: sometimes we just want someone who can comfortably deliver”

Oracle Message -

Bearing the weight of everyone’s pain on your shoulders. The ever mature and sturdy one. Locked into a position of authority that is unwanted. Looking for somewhere to rest and lay easy. Hard-working and talented but often overlooked for the more glamorous. As difficult as it is, take the time for you. However that shows up, ignore that text message, take that day off, go on that date. Your life is for you. You can only provide so much before you burn yourself alive.

Them 💫

Two of Shells (Cups), The Devil

“Mutuality, merging and a precious meeting of hearts. To the exclusion of others”

“Play! Does it feel good?Does that mean it’s good? Tailor your preferences to the perfect fit; find your own way”

Oracle Message -

Emotional and always open, nearly a complete opposite, but always on your side. Teary eyes and talking about their feelings but their house is always warm. They like things you can’t conceive but they love that it makes you laugh. Unwittingly glamorous and needy but still kind. My struggle with the practical of life but seem to have figured out how to enjoy it.

Mini Playlist #3 🎶

Elton John- Candle In The Wind

“And it seems to me you lived your life

Like a candle in the wind

Never knowing who to cling to

When the rain set in”

“Your candle burned out long before

Your legend ever did”

Steven universe - I Need A Little Change

“And it's a full-time job admiring

All the ways that you're inspiring

If I had my way, I'd do it all day

The only problem is it doesn't pay”

SZA - Ghost in the Machine

“I just wanna fuck, eat, sleep, love happy

Can you make me happy? Can you keep me happy?”

“Everybody wanna be beautiful, scared of the unusual

Scared of givin' mutual respect, all that you hate

You reflect all that godlike, you forget how to love somebody”

Beyonce- Bodyguard

Sometimes I hold you closer

Just to know you're real (Ah)

Tell me your problems (I got you)

I take how you feel (Mm, huh)

I show you an exit (Ah)

When you're restless I take the wheel”

“I could be your bodyguard

Please let me be your Kevlar (Huh)

Baby, let me be your lifeguard

Kendrick Lamar ft. SZA - Luther

“In this world, concrete flowers grow

Heartache, she only doin' what she know

Weekends, get it poppin' on the low

Better days comin' for sure

If this world were—

If it was up to me

I wouldn't give these nobodies no sympathy

I'd take away the pain, I'd give you everything

I just wanna see you win, wanna see

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Pile 4 ✨

You 🔮

The World, King of Roses (Pentacles), Three of Roses (Pentacles)

“What have you learned from your experience? Are you ready to start a new adventure?

“Feel satisfied with what you’ve achieved thus far, but hopefully it’s only the beginning”

“Being grounded is a good thing, but give yourself permission every now and then to break free and do something different” - Biddy Tarot

Oracle Message -

 A mind and a heart feeling conflicted. Feelings of a broken heart and a confused spirit. A path fought for and yet feeling like it hasn’t rewarded you. This is not the end but now is the time to let it be. Something has happened that feels like it can’t be walked back. Be honest and kind. This does not have to be a messy ending but a healing one.

Them 💫

The Empress, Knight of Roses (Pentacles), Eight of Feathers (Swords)

“Take time to allow the situation to develop”

“Don’t get so caught up in the routine that you lose sight of the adventure”

“Prior disappointments preventing present action…Unforeseen difficulties”

Oracle Message -

They are looking for a home. To be grounded and feel whole. They feel consumed by something or overwhelmed. Committed to a decision they didn’t realize would take so much. They want to provide and be honorable but they feel scared. Something isn’t clicking within them. There isn’t any malice involved but their actions still hurt. Miscommunication and missed opportunities.

Mini Playlist #4 🎶

Peter Brown - It’s True What They Say About Love

“Asking for more than they've given before in return

Growing as one is a lesson they promise to learn

And it's love that is found in the silent embrace

Close our eyes so the darkness will hold us in place

And they say love is lasting, time will never erase”

Kendrick Lamar & SZA - Gloria

“Said you gon' see other people if I didn't grow with you

Wasn't no more holdin' them pistols in front of stores with you

You want reality, not tragedy, for sure, I get you

To tell the truth, I been pretty used to what open-minded people do

In 2014, I went to Africa, baby, you was my passenger

My eyes and ears for all the years the neighborhood had baffled us

Of course I had to wrap it up, I didn't fully trust you

Fabrication, I disgust you, then you blocked me, I said, "Fuck you"”

Beach Bunny - Good Girls (Don’t Get Used)

“Say you miss me, say you wanna kiss me

I liked it better when you improvised the story we had

If you adore me, why do you ignore me?

I liked it better when you sent me "sorry" when I was sad

Stop saying, "It's my bad"

You're acting like your deadbeat dad

I know, you know you're better than that"

But you can't respond when you react”

Mitski - The Only Heartbreaker

“If you would just make one mistake

What a relief that would be

But I think for as long as we're together

I'll be the only heartbreaker”

“So I'll be the loser in this game

I'll be the bad guy in the play

I'll be the water main that's burst and flooding

You'll be by the window, only watch"

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[tojisitchyfoot]

Geto Suguru, with his composed and intellectual demeanor, would find himself in a relationship with a clumsy partner with a mixture of fondness, amusement, and a touch of protectiveness. Despite his sharp mind and strategic nature, he’s someone who values individuality and connection deeply, so your clumsiness wouldn’t faze him—it would actually make you more endearing in his eyes. He’d find your unintentional mishaps charming, often catching you just before you stumble or gently helping you clean up after a minor spill with a calm smile.

He’s the type to tease you lightly about your clumsiness but in a way that’s always affectionate, never mean-spirited. “Keep it up, pretty, maybe i’ll start carrying a first aid kit around. Just for you.” he might say, a playful smirk on his face as he brushes a strand of hair from your face. Beneath the teasing, though, he’d always be paying attention, making sure you’re safe. Whether it’s holding your hand while you navigate uneven ground or subtly steering you away from precarious situations, his care would shine through in small, understated gestures.

Your clumsiness would also bring out a more relaxed side of him, as he’d learn to let go of his usual meticulousness and enjoy the unpredictability you bring. If you accidentally drop something or trip over nothing, he’d just chuckle, maybe shaking his head slightly but always stepping in to help. Over time, your ability to laugh at yourself would rub off on him, softening his edges and reminding him to not take life too seriously.

In the quieter moments, Geto Suguru might reflect on how your clumsy tendencies remind him of the imperfect beauty of humanity, something he struggles to reconcile with at times. You’d become a grounding presence for him, showing that flaws are part of what makes life meaningful. With Geto, your clumsiness wouldn’t be a flaw—it would be one of the many reasons he loves you.

Geto Suguru would also find ways to subtly adapt to your clumsiness, making life easier for you without drawing attention to it. If he notices you tend to knock over glasses, he might start using mugs with lids when serving you drinks, or if you frequently bump into furniture, he’d quietly rearrange the room to create more open spaces.

These small, thoughtful gestures would be his way of showing he cares, ensuring that your quirks never become a source of stress for you. He’s the kind of partner who anticipates your needs before you even realize them yourself, always one step ahead to make you feel comfortable and supported.

When your clumsiness leads to particularly humorous situations—like tripping over your own feet while telling a story—Geto’s usually composed facade might crack, and you’d get to hear the rare sound of his genuine laughter. He’d pull you close afterward, his dark eyes warm with affection, and say something like, “You’re going to give me a heart attack one day.” In those moments, it’d be clear that he loves every chaotic, unpredictable thing about you, as your clumsy nature brings lightness to his otherwise serious world.

On tougher days, when your clumsiness frustrates you or makes you feel insecure, Geto would be the first to reassure you. He’d remind you, in his calm and steady tone, that everyone has their quirks and that yours are part of what makes you unique. “It’s not clumsiness,” he might say with a small smile, “it’s just your way of moving through the world differently. And I wouldn’t want you to change.” His ability to see beauty in imperfection would help you see yourself in a kinder light, building your confidence over time.

Perhaps one of the most beautiful aspects of being with Geto is how safe he’d make you feel, not just physically but emotionally. He’d never judge or ridicule you for your clumsiness. Instead, he’d embrace it wholeheartedly, weaving it into the fabric of your relationship. In his eyes, your clumsiness would be a symbol of your authenticity, a constant reminder that perfection is overrated and that love is about accepting someone as they are, even when they’re stumbling their way through life.

[lucy90712]

Pedri angst leading up to asking gf to marry him

Work has been stressful recently but so have things at home. Life with Pedri has been so good he treats me like a queen and we are really happy together or at least I thought we were. For the past month or so he's been acting really weird sometimes he hides his phone from me and other times I've caught him quickly hiding things from me in his bedside table and then he acts like nothing is wrong. To start with I didn't think much of it but because it's persisted I've started to worry about it. Everyone I've told about the situation doesn't seem worried about it which is making me feel crazy they keep saying that there must be a reason as Pedri would never hurt me intentionally. Even my dad didn't immediately jump to all the bad things Pedri could be hiding he told me that everything would be fine which is so unlike him he always jumps to the worst case scenario then works backwards to the more realistic option. 

I've been trying so hard to just forget about it but it's not that easy when your boyfriend is clearly hiding something from you it's hard not to believe the worst even if I didn't think he'd cheat on me that's the first thing that enters my brain. However we are going on holiday together today which I have been a bit hesitant about with everything that's been going on but Pedri seems to be looking forward to it so maybe things will be better once we are away. He booked this holiday months and months ago as he wanted us to go to somewhere we can relax with not many people around which at the time sounded nice but now it worries me a little. 

Even though Pedri has been acting weirdly I'm hoping this holiday is what he needs as maybe he's just been stressed and some time away from everything will change the way he's been acting. Our flight was quite early so there would be less people in the airport so when my alarm went off I rolled out of bed still very sleepy while Pedri still looked stressed as he put things in his carry on bag and I almost wanted to go back to bed and not go to the airport as I can't deal with stressed Pedri alone for a week. He calmed down a bit once we had both finished packing and was actually quite affectionate he held my hand in the taxi and the entire way through the airport and he kept giving me kisses as we waited to board. It was so nice to have my boyfriend back I didn't realise how much I missed all of this affection from him until he was cuddling me and I nearly forgot about everything that's been going on for the past month. 

~~~~~~~~~~

The affection Pedri showed me in the airport didn't last too long once we arrived we unpacked and then just sat outside by the pool in the house we are staying at. I sat with a book which I got so engrossed with that I didn't realise Pedri had left but he left me a message saying he would be back in a few hours. I expected him to go and get some food for us but he came back empty handed. He's has done the same thing a few more times in the few days we have been here and each time he won't tell me what he's doing. Things are just like they were back home if not worse as he has barely spoke to me since we got here and it's just making me upset at this point. 

Everything has gotten so bad that I've decided I have to talk to Pedri and I want answers. I really didn't want to ruin the holiday by talking about this but I don't want to put up with it anymore I know Pedri will push back but I'm not going to let it go until he tells me the truth even if it's not what I want to hear. Even if I have to hear that he doesn't love me anymore and he's found someone else I just want to know as this weird phase we are in is hurting me just as much as knowing the truth might. 

Waking up this morning Pedri wasn't in bed next to me but a minute later he came back in the bedroom with breakfast for both of us which was a real surprise but a welcomed one. He handed me a tray with pancakes, strawberries and fresh orange juice on and kissed my cheek as he did so. He still wasn't quite himself as he wasn't as talkative as I'm used to him being but he acknowledged my existence at least which is really something. 

"What do you want to do today?" He asked 

"I don't know but I'd like to spend some time with you I've missed spending time together" I said

"We can do that and tonight I want to take you out to dinner" he said 

"I like the sound of that" I said leaning over to kiss him 

We both got ready and took a walk to the nearest little town to get some things for a picnic on the beach. Pedri held my hand the entire walk and he carried everything including all the food and beach supplies then he took over the set up while I just took in the view of the beach and a shirtless Pedri which was even better than the beach. Once everything was set up Pedri started feeding me strawberries which I very much enjoyed as I love strawberries and I had no idea he got them. It seems like his romantic side has come back all of a sudden but I'm not going to complain as I love this side of him and I missed him acting this way for the last month. As much as I love having my loving boyfriend back I still want to know what's been going on with him as he can't just hide things from me and expect me not to ask questions. I still want to enjoy today though so I don't want to say anything until after dinner as not to ruin the day. 

After spending most of the day on the beach swimming together and cuddling on the shore we walked back to the house so we could get ready for dinner. I let Pedri shower first as he doesn't take as long and I wanted to wash my hair. I decided to do an everything shower because I want to look good when we go out seeing as it's been a while since we e been on a date. By the time I got out the shower Pedri was already waiting for me in the living room but I still took my time choosing a dress and doing my hair and makeup. I never wear a ton of makeup or do anything too crazy with my hair so I stuck with that tonight but I still think I looked good with my hair in beach waves a light bit of makeup and red dress. Once I was ready I headed out to find Pedri who was sat on his phone waiting for me but as soon as he heard the sound of my heels on the floor he looked up and smiled. 

"Wow you look amazing so beautiful" he said 

"Thank you you look good too I love this look on you" I said admiring his white shirt that wasn't buttoned all the way and his black trousers 

"I almost don't want the rest of the world to see you look so beautiful but we have a reservation so we have to go" he said 

He gently kissed my cheek and we headed to the car we have been renting and rive to the nearest town which we could've walked to but I didn't ask questions. The restaurant was really nice it had slightly dimmed lighting but each table had candles and flowers on it which made it feel a bit more romantic and intimate. Our table was at the back of the restaurant with a view of the beach which was really nice. The food was amazing and the staff were lovely but they left us to it which I always appreciate as there are times we have had dates ruined by staff not leaving us alone. We actually had a really lovely time Pedri still seemed a little off but it seemed more like nerves than anything else so I didn't think too much off it. Pedri paid and said we had something else planned so we needed to go before the sun set fully which I thought was a bit strange but I trust him so I just let him drive to wherever we are going. 

It wasn't long before we arrived at the top of a small mountain which was really secluded but had a view of the sunset over the beach. The view was breathtaking the sky was filled with pinks and purples as the sun was going over the horizon and the waves on the beach were calm but they still crashed against the shore making a sound that he always found quite calming. I was so entranced by the view that I'd completely forgotten that Pedri was supposed to be with me until I turned around and saw him down on one knee holding a box with a ring in his hand. That's when it all started to make sense he's been planning this for a while which is why he's been so secretive and nervous as he's really not good at keeping secrets. All of it hit me like a ton of bricks and tears started falling down my face as I realised that this was really happening. 

"Y/n I have never met anyone as amazing and as beautiful as you and I've never loved anyone the way I love you so I can't imagine spending the rest of my life with anyone else so will you make me the luckiest man alive and marry me" he said 

"Yes a million times yes" I said 

He slid the ring on my finger before standing up and kissing me. The ring was absolutely beautiful it didn't have a huge diamond on it or anything really flashy but that's exactly what I wanted in an engagement ring and I'm so happy Pedri thought about what I'd want not getting the fanciest ring known to man just because that's what people would expect him to do. 

"Do you like the ring?" He asked 

"I love it it is exactly what I have dreamed about and it fits perfectly" I said 

"I'm so glad you like it the boys weren't sure as it doesn't have a big diamond on it but I thought you'd prefer something more understated" he explained 

"You were right I love it but I love you a lot more I'd take any ring you gave me because it's from you" I said 

"I know I've been acting weirdly for the last couple weeks and I'm sorry about that I've just been so nervous about asking you to marry me and stressed about making it perfect because that's what you deserve but I promise things will go back to normal now" he said 

"Its ok I was worried maybe you didn't love me anymore but clearly that's not the case it all makes more sense now especially my dad not being suspicious about the way you were acting” I laughed 

“I asked for his blessing before I did anything so he’s been keeping this a secret for a while” he said 

“Well he sure did a good job and so did you on setting this all up I’ll never forget this day” I said 

He gave me another kiss and grabbed his phone which I didn’t see and showed me the video he had taken of the whole thing. Watching it back only made me happier as I got to see the smiles on our faces and the view behind us was beautiful and will make for some great pictures if we can get some from the video. We stayed up the top of the mountain for a while just soaking in the moment and enjoying our first moments as an engaged couple. It’s moments like these with Pedri that make me realise just how good life is and how I can’t wait to spend the rest of our lives together. 

[once-upon-a-thigh]

HER

Summary: You’ve been at college for 3 years. Now it’s time to return home to old friends, and old(er) lovers. PERFECT LITTLE SECRET P3 18+

Pairings: Fem! Reader x Milf! Wanda Maximoff, Fem! Reader x Carol Danvers (brief), Reader x Yelena x Kate (platonic).

Warnings: Angst, fluff, smut, fingering, clothed sex, masturbation, large age gap, swearing, lords name in vain?? Couldn’t find my laptop charger so shitty phone format.

Lips crashed against each other as your bodies desperately ground against the other, aimlessly searching around for any bit of friction among the bedsheets in your dorm that will settle the pulsing of your core.

The hot frenzy was interrupted by the blaring of your ringtone. Ignoring it, you flipped the blonde over with all your strength, grinding down on the crotch of her jeans. The shrill ring didn’t seize however, so pushing yourself up and blowing the hair out of your face with an exasperated sigh, you picked up the device and put it to your ear, shushing the blonde that grabbed at your ass with a frustrated grunt.

“Bout time you picked up.” Drawled the Russian.

Your annoyance almost disappeared at the sound of Yelena’s voice, your friend from high school. You didn’t get to see her often, seeing as you had attended different universities for the last 3 years.

“Well I’m a little preoccupied.” You quirked, breathe still heavy.

“You better not be hooking up with Danvers again.”

You glanced down at the athlete you’re straddling, relieved that she can’t hear the disapproving voice down the line. “So what if I was?” You said through gritted teeth.

“Oh come on Y/N/N!” She exasperated, “she ruined your life!”

The guilt returns as it always did. Did she ruin your life? You still haven’t made up your mind. For a long time you thought so, but with every ignored text and voicemail message to Wanda, you started to convince yourself that maybe the older woman wasn’t the love of your life, that just maybe, Carol did the right thing by telling your parents that day. Still, you can’t help but hold some resentment towards her, hence why despite the fuck-buddy situation you have going on with her, you still refuse to have a full on relationship with the blonde no matter how much she asks.

Yelena took your silence as a sign to change the subject. “Anyway, I’ve called to invite you to a wedding.”

“It’s not yours and Kate’s is it?” You chuckled.

“Ew, as if.” She scoffed. “It’s Nat’s, she’s finally popped the question to Maria.”

“I don’t know Lena, I’m kinda disappointed that your sister’s off the market.” You teased, shuffling when you felt Carol tense under you.

“Fuck off.” You can practically hear her eyes rolling through the phone. “It’s this weekend.”

“This weekend? Christ, they hardly have given me any time to think about it.”

“What can I say? Lesbians.”

You shrugged at her short explanation. To be fair, it’s completely Natasha’s style to plan such an important event with such little time to prepare.

“Listen,” she continues, “I know you don’t like coming back home after everything that happened with your folks, but I miss you, or whatever.”

You rolled your eyes, but smiled anyway. “I’ll be there.”

If you knew that the invite Yelena presented you with would lead you to having a breakdown in your parents’ drive-way… well actually, you’re not all that surprised. Sure, the long drive to your home town had sent plenty of stressful thoughts and scenarios through your head, but the sight of the red Buick you knew all too well parked in the drive across the road confirmed them all. She was still here. She exists, she’s alive, and she still lives here.

You’re not sure how long you sat in your car just watching, waiting for any sign of movement behind the drawn curtains of the house. Her house.

You weren’t sure really how to feel. Wanda Maximoff dropped you the minute your parents threatened her that fateful night.

She didn’t answer the door no matter how much you knocked, and she didn’t answer the phone no matter how much you called. Still, she never blocked you, and your sent messages still remain on “read.” It sickens you how much hope that word fuelled you with, reminding you of the days you just sat there waiting for her to send a response, a response devoting herself to you and confessing her love all over again.

Stop it. You force your gaze to leave the car as you finally make the move to enter your childhood home. You’re over her.. Right?

The sound of silverware scraping dinner plates was the only sound breaking the thick tension of the dining room. Your parents are happy that you’re back, sure, and you were happy to see them. Still, your relationship with them hasn’t been the same since the exposure of your endeavours with Wanda. You fought hard with them for a while before you eventually up and moved for college, leaving a strained relationship with them behind.

Your time away from home (and a heck load of time in therapy) gave you enough time to process everything that happened, and even gave you the strength to forgive your parents. At the end of the day they were only doing what they believed was right in order to protect you, and you couldn’t help but love them for it now that you’ve matured.

Buzz, buzz

You glanced at your phone. Carol.

Buzz, buzz

“Those your college friends honey?” Your father spoke through a mouthful of potato.

“It’s just Carol” you muttered, turning it on do not disturb for an hour.

“Oh Carol!” Your mother tuned in. “I’m glad you’re still seeing her sweetheart, she’s a lovely girl.”

“Yeah.” You stated through gritted teeth.

“Why aren’t you bringing her to the wedding?”

You wiped your mouth with a napkin, stalling an answer to your mum’s nosiness. “I don’t have a plus one, I’m just going with Lena and Kate.”

“Oh,” you can see her cringe physically cringe, “those two.”

The doorbell rang. Speak of the devils.

“Gotta go!” The chair scraped as you got up from the table hastily, silverware clashing with plates as your knees bumped the table on your way up.

“Y/n!” You ignored the scolding as you sprinted to the door, flinging it open and throwing yourself at the two awaiting bodies.

The three of you clung on to each other, giggling when you caught your elbow on Kate’s chin. And just like that things felt normal, the three of you were just hanging out after school, and you hadn’t met Wanda yet.

“Dude! I just saw your ex milf peering through the window. She’s still hot.” Kate laughed, and silence followed.

“Kate, what the fuck?” Yelena looked at her dumbly, luckily not catching your eyes flickering to the quiet house across the street.

“Shit, sorry Y/n/n.” The tall girl pursed her lips.

“It’s alright.” You let out a half real/half fake chuckle, reaching up to throw an arm over her shoulder and steering her inside, the blonde closely following.

The girls ignored your parents, as they have been doing for the past three years, and followed you straight up to your room. For the next hour you laze around on your bed, gossiping, catching up and discussing Nat’s big day tomorrow.

“And she didn’t invite me to her hen night? Can you believe that?” Yelena is mid-rant about her sister (again) when your phone comes off do not disturb.

Buzz buzz

“I mean I’m so fun! Right? You agree with that right? I’m so fun?”

“You’re so fun!” Kate chimes in, sipping on the bottle of rum you had been passing around.

Buzz buzz

“Jesus, who the fuck is that y/n? I’m trying to be pathetic in peace here.” Yelena paused her rant, picking up your phone before you could grab it yourself.

“Oh, my, god.”

“Yelena-“ she pulls the phone away from you, standing up before you can grab it back and begins reading out the messages whilst pacing back and forth.

“I miss tasting you!” She reads, walking around the room as you follow her, making attempts at getting your phone back.

“Woah!” Kate exclaims, looking at you with a dropped jaw. Her mouth hangs open more little by little as Yelena continues to read the messages coming through.

“Why didn’t you invite me to the wedding, I mean I was right there”

“Y/n, pick up the phone.”

“I miss you.”

“You’re with her again aren’t you?”

“I love you, you know I do.”

“-For fucks sake Y/n, she’s mental!” Yelena is exclaims, concern painting her brow as she looks through the messages.

“Who’s this?” Kate leans over the bed, peering over Yelena’s shoulder to get a look at the phone. “Ugh, ‘Captain’? I thought you were done with her.”

“I’m trying to be!” You exasperate, star-fish collapsing on your bed. “It’s just hard, despite everything I know she’s at least going to be there when I need her, you know?”

“Yeah, cause she left you no other choice.” Yelena scoffed. “She’s getting weird babe, it’s time you drop her. For real.”

“Alright.” You roll your eyes. She was getting pretty needy to be fair.

Buzz

“Oh here we go- oh, fuck.” Sitting up, you see the pair looking at each other in shock.

“What is it?” You take your phone back, but not before Yelena gets a final swipe in. Looking at the screen, you see nothing but needy messages from Carol.

“Nothing,” Lena shrugs, shooting Kate a suspicious look. “Just Danvers being a freak.”

Soon the girls left, leaving you alone in your room. It had gone dark outside now, the moon illuminating the parts of your childhood bedroom that the dim bedside lamp could not reach. Your parents had long gone to bed, and there you stood, standing in front of the window and finally letting yourself take in reality. The curtains of her window were closed, but you could see a smidge of light seeping out of the slight gap in the curtain. It was too far away to see in the gap, but the light was enough. You knew she was there, and just the thought left you absolutely soaked.

It seemed like just yesterday your breath was fogging up that very window, chest pressed against the glass, heaving with every pump of her hips. Suddenly you were hot, so very hot. It had been a while since you thought of her like this- actually, that’s a lie. You thought of her like this a lot. What you hadn’t done in a while, is touched yourself whilst thinking of her like this. You usually had distractions, you had Carol. But this time you were alone, and so with the curtains wide open, you began to strip. You took your clothes off slow and sultry, like you used to knowing she was looking. You closed your eyes and pretended, you pretended it was three years ago and the woman you pine for is watching from the window across the street and you show her what’s hers.

Goosebumps followed every brush of your hands as you shred the clothes from your body, breath getting heavier, pussy getting wetter. Before you knew it you were throwing yourself on to your bed, reaching over for the vibrator that had been long forgotten in your bedside table. You let out a sigh of relief as it came to life with a click of the button, the batteries still work. You teased it over the hard peaks of your nipples as you lowered it to your aching core, gasping when it was finally pressed against your pulsing clit.

Fantasies and memories alike flood through your mind as you rubbed the vibrator against your aching bud with one hand, two fingers from the other entering your hole. There was always one common factor with these thoughts, Wanda. You fucked yourself vigorously as you thought of her, of what she might do to you if she was here. Fuck, you missed her. You came with her name slipping past your lips, and with that you knew you weren’t over her, you never could be.

Feeling relief, and some slight self-judgement over what you had just done, you switched the light off before turning over to sleep. Had you been facing the window, maybe you would have seen the slight twitch of her curtains, and her light switching off soon after yours.

Pulling your pencil knee length dress down as you stood, you clapped as the beautiful newlyweds began to make their way down the aisle “I can’t believe they pulled it off,” you muttered to the sobbing brunette beside you.

“T-that was so beautiful.” Kate managed to comment through sobs.

“Oh for god’s sake Bishop keep it together” Yelena elbowed her on her other side.

Nat and Maria’s ceremony was beautiful. Despite it being planned so last minute, it was well put together. They managed to host the wedding at their friend’s hotel. It was quiet and small, only close family and friends attended the ceremony. Now, more people were slowly migrating through the doors as the reception went full swing.

You were just getting in to the ABBA song playing over the speakers, politely sipping on your martini when you were aggressively turned around by your friends that had been acting weird all evening.

“Hey! Heyyy Y/n” Kate grinned weirdly at you.

“Uh, hi Kate?” You looked between the two of them, getting weirded out by how they were smiling awkwardly and constantly glancing over your shoulder. You turned to see what they were looking at, but was immediately pulled back by Yelena’s hand on your face.

“Y/n we have to tell you something!” Kate suddenly screeched.

“No we don’t!” Lena glared at her.

“Oh come on Yel! We can’t avoid her all night.” She groaned, loosening her purple tie.

The blonde ran her fingers through her hair in frustration. “Fine! Y/n, Kate has to tell you something.”

“Oh fuck off Yelena!” Rebutted the brunette.

“Fine! I have to tell you something..”

You began to get nervous. “Uh, okay?”

“Last night, when I was looking at Carol’s messages.. another one came through..”

“Okay? And?” You tried to catch her gaze, but her eyes kept darting between you and whatever it was that was happening behind you.

“It was Wanda.” She winced.

…

“What?”

“She wanted to let you know she was coming to the wedding..”

“What?”

“I had no idea she knew Nat or Maria I swear!”

“Why didn’t I see the message?” You questionably muttered, your brain feeling completely frazzled.

“I deleted it.” She physically winced.

“What? Why?” You yelled over the music.

“Because I knew you’d freak out!”

“And THIS is better? Oh my god! I’ve got to go! I’ve gotta get out, KATE HELP ME GET OUT!” You shook the brunette by her shoulders.

“It’s too late Y/n!” She pointed behind you.

Finally you turned around, and your heart skipped a beat when your eyes met the green of hers.

Her name dusted your lips on instinct, a name you found yourself missing saying, missing moaning. She looked different, not bad different, just different. Her hair was longer and brighter, combating the dullness in her orbs. Her jaw and cheekbones are more strongly defined than the supple skin you used to kiss. She was slimmer, she almost looked taller. But she was still Wanda. Your Wanda.

Once you came to you finally realised the two of you had just been stood staring at each other from across the room, both taking the other in. You knew you looked different too, and you found yourself hoping she still saw the girl she once loved in you.

“I should, um..” You didn’t even finish whatever your excuse was going to be before your feet were carrying you towards her. She stayed rooted in place, but didn’t break her stare once.

The walk towards her felt like it was forever, though it was only maybe ten seconds. Ten seconds that you spend trying to come up with something to say. Though when you stop just a foot in front of her, you’ve got nothing.

You stood with your mouth open like a fish out of water before you managed to slip out a shy “Hi-”

“-You are so beautiful.” She said at the same time as your pathetic greeting with a sweet delicacy.

“Oh..” Was all you could get your stupid mouth to say.

She looked at you with the same gentleness she usually did, with soft eyes and a tender smile. “How is it possible for you to be even more beautiful than you were then?”

“Well I guess I grew up.” Finally your brain remembered to form sentences.

“I guess you did.” She glanced at the floor, breaking the stare off you didn’t even realise you were having. “Y/n,” your breath hitched hearing her say your name, “will you walk with me?”

You looked at the hand she was offering to you, unsure one what your next move should be.

“I completely understand if you want to go back to your friends and pretend I was never here,” she said strongly, “but I would really like the opportunity to explain myself to you.”

You’re not sure if this explanation was going to make or break you, but god you know you wanted to hear it. So for the first time in 3 years, you took her hand, and followed.

She led you out the doors and through the busy end of the garden until you came across a still, lonely pond. Forgetting about your nice dress that you did not intend to get dirty tonight, you plonked yourself onto the grass, freezing up when she sat next to you.

You broke the silence. “What are you even doing here?”

Wanda thought for a few seconds before she answered. “When what happened, happened.. I guess your friend told Natasha about everything. A week later Maria shows up at my door, and I’m thinking your parents have actually done it, you know? Told everyone? But she sat me down and she just.. let me talk about you, and she supported me. She helped me through everything and if it wasn’t for her I.. I don’t know. She became my friend when I really needed one. Anyway of course she invited me to her wedding and she was kind enough to warn me you were going to be here. I figured I should probably reach out..”

“Yeah I didn’t exactly get that message.” You laughed, “Yelena panicked and deleted it before I could see it.”

She chuckled, “those friends of yours, I always liked them.”

“I thought they annoyed you.” I teased.

“They were slightly annoying,” she laughed, nodding her head. “But they care for you, and they’ve been good friends to you.”

Bitterness swelled when you recalled one of the main reasons as to why you needed their care in the first place. “Yeah well, god knows I needed it.”

She swallowed, slowly nodding. “I’m sorry.”

You scoffed.

“I am Y/n, you have no idea how much.” She faced you, grabbing your hands in hers. You couldn’t bring yourself to pull away. Any measly contact from her sends you in to a secret euphoria. “I swear you have no idea how much I wanted to reach out to you, how many times I picked up the phone without pressing accept, how many times I stood on the other side of the door without opening it-“

“And that’s supposed to make me feel better?” You ripped your hands away from here, but she immediately grabbed them back.

“No! I’m just-“ her lip quivered, you could see her eyes getting watery just as yours were. “I’m just trying to tell you that what I said that day, after your parents caught us, I meant it. I have never wanted anyone like I have wanted you, which is why it was so hard to let you go.”

“So why did you?” You asked calmly.

“Because as real as we were your parents were kind of right too. I’m old, Y/n, and you were, are, so young. I have two kids, an ex-husband, I spend my Friday nights baking and my Saturdays at book club! What business did someone like me have being with someone like you?” She cried.

“Because you loved me! You love me.” Salty tears rolled over the corners of your lips, swollen from how much you had been biting them without even realising.

“I did,” she nodded “I do.”

Your wet doe eyes dropped to her red lips as she drew nearer, tilting back at her eyes again which had gone darker in just a second. They were harrowing and loving, as she wondered what the hell she had been doing those years without you.

“Three years without you was everything and nothing all at once.” She spat out passionately before quickly pressing her lips against yours. You immediately kissed back, the thought of pushing her way not even gracing your mind for a millisecond. Subconsciously, you had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

“I never stopped thinking about you.” She whispered between desperate kisses. Oh, how you missed this.

“Me neither.” You replied, grasping at her suit jacket with selfish hands, falling back on to the grass and pulling her half on top of you. You quivered as her ringed fingers explored your matured curves, slowly moving on from soft grazes to rough grips of the flesh of your thighs and ass.

“I fucking love you detka, you’re never leaving me again. You belong with me, understand?” She spoke in to your neck after she kissed her way down your jaw. You whimpered at the pet name, this being the first time you’ve heard it in so long. You could feel your lace getting uncomfortably wet as you soaked in her possessive talk.

She pinched your thigh when you didn’t respond. “Understand?”

“Yes mommy I understand!” You squealed.

She moaned against your mouth at the term, she missed hearing you whimper it, moan it, scream it.

It has been quite some time since you said it too, and just like that you were snapped back in to the space you once were, forever and always hers.

“Touch me, please mommy, touch my pussy.” You begged through a whisper, looping your fingers in the belt loops by her hips, pulling her in to you until you could feel the gyrating of her hips against your thigh.

She groaned, dropping her head to leave open, wet kisses on your exposed cleavage as she got lost in the feeling of her heat grinding against the muscle of your thigh. She slipped a warm hand up the skirt of your dress, not wasting a second before she was pushing your panties aside and gathering your wetness among her fingers.

She withdrew her hand and traced her slick fingers over your bottom lip. “Can anyone other than mommy make you this wet?”

You shook your head rigorously, tongue reaching out to taste yourself. You didn’t get the chance as she was already sticking them in her own mouth, moaning at the taste. “Mm I’ve missed your taste baby, but I can take my time with that later. For now, you need your cute little cunt fucked don’t you?”

You barely had time to respond before you were throwing your head back, moaning out her name as she plunged two long fingers in to you, curling them in a come hither motion with every thrust. You could only imagine the grass stains your dress would be covered in after this, your back rubbed and wriggled against the green blades with every thrust of her wrist. She put all her body in to fucking you, getting herself off on your thigh at the same time.

You grabbed and scratched at every part of the older woman that you could reach as your body grew rigid as it reached its release.

Wanda chuckled darkly against your sweat-shined skin. “Already detka? It’s a good thing we’ve got all night.”

You came hard on her fingers, harder than you have in the last three years. She was right, no one else could possibly make you feel like this. She ground her hips in to you harder, moaning lowly as the friction against her clit brought her to her climax not long after your own. She collapsed on your still body, breathing heavily as she rolled on to her back, pulling you in to her side.

You still couldn’t believe this was real, who knew this is where you’d end up upon returning home. Part of you wished you had come back sooner. A quiet whisper slipped past your lips, but she heard it. “I missed you.”

Pulling you closer, she pressed her puffy lips to your forehead in a firm kiss. “I missed you too darling.” She brushed her nose against yours, gazing in to your eyes. “I was serious you know, I’m not letting you go.”

“I know,” you smiled, “I’m not going anywhere.”

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I finally did it! Aaaah! Thank you to whoever stuck around long enough to read the third instalment of Perfect Little Secret, I hope you liked it.

I proof read this in between reps at the gym so you can only imagine how that was, sorry if there’s any mistakes.

Meg 😘

[nanamin-nah-nanamine]

The Dojo Gojo Casa House

Hi guys, here’s a gojo x reader that I started writing months ago. The title literally gripped me by my neck and wouldn’t let go so gaze upon this monstrosity >:3

Satoru never played fair. That was a fact of life. But he also never cheated. It was unnecessary when everything he tried came like second nature. He was athletic, he was smart, he could sing, and he could charm himself out of just about any situation he wasn’t supposed to be in. It would have been fine if he was humble. More down to earth like Nanami or Shoko. But he wasn’t. He didn’t even have the decency to pretend like the world didn’t come to a halt the day he was born. He was cocky. He was brash, and he was fucking annoying to make matters worse. He picked a target and he wore them down until they weren’t any fun to play with anymore. Once Nanami had left the jujutsu world in pursuit of college you wish you had gone with him because Satoru was insufferable. You were only a second grade, you weren’t terribly strong and you knew that, but Satoru just needed to remind you any chance he could get. He’s always been insufferable, for as long as you can remember, every memory you’ve had of him revolved around him teasing someone. It was something he was known for; yet he still managed to get under your skin.

This job was stressful, anyone could tell you that. It’s why Shoko smoked a pack a day, why Suguru defected, and why Nanami had left. It wasn’t for the faint of heart, yet you ended up staying; persuaded by some fluffed up speech on how much good you would be doing. It was hard to see the good when you ended each day exhausted and crying in Shoko’s office about how awful it was. Everyone had their vices, and yours was staying even though it made you sick. The tears weren’t too bad, you had always been on the more sensitive side and it was cathartic really. Shoko never made you feel bad and if she was annoyed by your daily visits she didn’t show it. Maybe she was just happy enough to see a sorcerer retain their humanity. The only person who seemed to even acknowledge it was Satoru, appearing at the worst times when your eyes were still red and puffy and he would tease you. It wasn’t cruel in hindsight because Satoru wasn’t cruel per say, but he was insensitive. Cooing and pouting dramatically at your teary eyes, patting your head in a way so condescending you would have swung on him if infinity wasn’t in the way. You were pissed, your hands shaking and your face hot. His taunting words and sardonic laughter only seemed to bring a fresh set of tears to your eyes and you wanted to disappear. You were never getting out of this, where Satoru perceived weakness, he saw an opportunity to have his fun.

You were fucked.

“Cute,” he laughed, squishing your cheeks together; only laughing harder when you batted at his hands.

That was three years ago. Things have changed, the jujutsu world was busier than ever with the emergence of Sukuna’s vessel, even leading Nanami out of hiding and back to his death sentence. You’ve changed, spending the last two of these years teaching at the Kyoto school; only having been transferred back over to take over the second years while Satoru dealt with the Itadori case. Everyone seemed to mellow out, even Satoru. Being a teacher seems to have finally jump-started the part of his frontal lobe that produced empathy. He was calmer, almost nicer, in a way. He didn’t wear white bandages anymore, instead swapping them out for a black blindfold. It was nice. Things felt nice and almost complete in a way they haven’t for a very long time. You still chat with Shoko, but now you have Nanami to hang out with again; catching up on some four odd years and how you’ve both been doing.

Satoru still seemed to tail you but in a very different way. He was busier now, still taking on missions and teaching his classes, but wherever you were he didn’t seem to be far behind. Especially if Nanami was there.

“My two favorite Kouhai!” You hear yelled from down the hall. You groan letting your head slump against the table and Nanami sighs following suit, today was definitely not the day. Doing shots and getting ramen at 3 am seemed like a great idea: but god was hindsight twenty-twenty. Your head was pounding.

It didn’t take long for him to burst into the teacher’s lounge, only pausing when he saw the two of you face down. You heard it, if only for a second; but it made your blood run cold. That fucking laughter. You feel your stomach churn and you let out a shuddery breath, squeezing your eyes shut. You were not going to cry. You had been working on it these last few years. Challenging yourself, trying to find different outlets; but when it came to Satoru nobody could ever seem to win. You feel the lump in your throat and a hand on your shoulder.

“Oh?” His voice intones, sounding delighted. “Thought some time away would do you good, didn’t know you were still a crybaby.” You could hear him smirking.

“Gojo, I don’t think that comment is very appropriate.” Nanami says, his voice gravelly and warning.

“Lighten up,” Satoru chuckles, “I’m just teasing her.”

“You’re as incorrigible as I remember,” Nanami sighs, pulling his glasses off and rubbing his eyes. “They let you teach the youth?”

“Nanamin,” he coos, “Bold of you to assume I need permission to do anything.”

Scratch that, nothing has changed. He was just as annoying as he was in high school, and he’ll continue to be annoying until something strong enough crawls out of hell to kill him.

“Woah, calm down sweetheart,” he says, pulling his hand off of you, “I can feel you spiking, you wanna fight me or something?”

“Don’t,” Nanami warns, giving you a tired glare. He’s played this game before and he knows how it ends.

You did. You absolutely did. Even if it meant getting your ass blasted halfway across the dojo, if you could land even one punch you’d be satisfied. You lift your head up and turn to glare at him, ignoring the inertia of your hangover. Your eyes were watering in rage, and you could feel your heart racing and your cursed energy practically boiling below the surface.

His lips part a bit before they curl in into a smirk.

“Oh. You do wanna fight me.” He says. He bends down to sit on his haunches, even going as far to lift the blindfold up so you’re truly eye to eye.

“That’s cute,” he says, smiling in a way that seems dangerous. “You sure you’re not gonna cry if I hit you?”

“Go to hell.” You spit, you’re seething, this wasn’t good. He looks you over once, then twice, before laughing. That same laugh that made your stomach churn in a way you couldn’t describe. He reaches a hand forward, cold against your cheek wiping one of your tears.

“Oh sweetheart,” he whispers, rubbing the tear between his fingers. “You wouldn’t last a second. You’re weak.”

You snap. You’re bringing a hand forward to slap him but it’s grabbed in the blink of an eye, shoved back against your chest with a force that pushes the table. You could see Nanami out of the corner of your eye reaching for the nata, but he stops, because Satoru is laughing again.

“Really cute,” he laughs, “You’ve got balls, I’ll give you that.” He lets go of your hand and stands up stretching. “This was fun, I've gotta run though; the students should be done with their laps right about now. If you really wanna try that again, meet me in the training room after school.”

He’s just about out of the room before he shoots an eerie glance at Nanami. “And if you come, come alone.”

“What…the fuck was that?” You whisper, dropping your head into your hands. The adrenaline coursing through your body made you feel almost nauseous. You heard Nanami sigh and feel a hand on your shoulder.

“Is he gonna—”

“He wants to sleep with you.” He says bluntly.

What.

“What?” You say, almost ready to flip the table because nothing makes sense today. “He wants to beat my ass!”

“Beat? No.” He says, a hint of a smirk on his lips. “But as someone who was subjected to the boys dormitory, I am painfully aware of how Gojo-san flirts, it seems like nothing about him has changed.”

“What are you saying?” You say.

“I’m saying,” he says, fully sitting up, “He used to taunt Geto-san in a very similar way, he’s got a very… roundabout way of flirting. As juvenile as it is, this is him flirting. I can’t believe I didn’t see it sooner.”

“You mean this is a pattern for him?” You groan.

“Once again, you weren’t subjected to the boys dormitory,” he says and shivers a bit. “Those fights in the courtyard took very interesting… turns.”

“He’s going to kill me,” you groan, rubbing your face.

“You’re going?” He asks, raising a brow. You can feel your cheeks heat up and you shake your head.

“I-I never said that!”

“You implied it.”

“Did not.”

“You did.”

“I did not!”

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The day seemed to drag on as you waited for the clock to strike three. Maybe if you had been better distracted it would have flown by faster, but Satoru seemed to want you fired up long before your little meeting. He took your fucking students. Walked right into the classroom, and decided today was the day he wanted to take them on a day trip to Korea. The bastard didn’t even have the decency to ask if you wanted to go. Just waltzing in like he owned the place and poofing away with your kids. It makes your blood boil even hotter, because he knows the second years have state tests coming up soon. You couldn’t even remember the last time one of them has scored above a fifty, the highest score was Panda, and you couldn’t even document his work without looking insane.

So here you were, in the lounge with Ijichi going over reports because you weren’t salaried yet and you’d rather die than let Satoru keep you from a full day's pay. The poor man was practically shaking next to you, hoping you didn’t snap and test out your black flash on him. He wasn’t too far off either, you were wired, the knots in your stomach growing tighter each time you replayed the events of the day. You wouldn’t hurt him, intentionally; but you were seconds away from asking Yaga for a cursed corpse to blow off some steam.

The problem is, it wouldn’t even be satisfying. You only had one target in mind, and he was frolicking around doing God knows what in Korea. The clock struck three, and Satoru still hadn’t returned.

He didn’t show until almost six, you had already trained and warmed up; even going as far as sparring with Nanami to prepare yourself. You now owed him dinner and a bottle of brandy, but you felt ready.

Your blood was pumping and you felt alive.

Satoru waltzed in just like he had to your classroom, and you saw blue; all you could see was blue. His cursed energy illuminated the room which set to piss you off even further. There was no urgency in his steps, no sense of duty; he walked in like he was perusing the convenience store.

“Sorry,” he snickers, raising his hand in greeting. “Got a little carried away, forgive me?” A condescending pout plastered on his lips. You couldn’t believe what you were hearing.

“You’re sorry?” You breathe in disbelief.

“That’s what I said, isn’t it?” He says, stripping off his jacket revealing a shirt that had no business being so tight.

“You’re so fucking--” you say, cutting yourself off with a groan. “What the fuck is wrong with you? You don’t just leave people waiting--”

“You came alone,” he says, cutting you off. “Didn’t bring your bodyguard?”

“Bodyguard? What the fuck are you talking abou—”

“Please,” he scoffs, “Like Nanami-kun doesn’t trail you like a dog?”

“Oh so he’s the one trailing me?”you scoff. “Satoru, I can barely get away from you.”

He takes a step closer, his breath tickling your neck. “Yeah? So you’ve noticed, can’t get enough of you—”

“Oh give it a rest”You groan, taking a step back. “Flirt with the wall, are we gonna fight or what?”

He chuckles, taking a step forward. “You still wanna fight?”

“What else would I come here for?”you scoff, “You said if I was still up for it we would, so let’s fight”

“Let’s fight…”he chuckles, shaking his head. “Alright”

He takes a step forward, you can feel the cursed energy radiating off of him barely contained.

“I’ll raise you something better, sweetheart” he continues, flashing a pointed grin. “I’ll take this” he says, snapping his fingers and the aura of the room shifted; feeling lighter. “Off.” He was closer now, the gap between you two slim to nothing, you could feel his breath he was so close. Was it…? You reached forward tentatively and recoiled when you actually touched skin.

It was.

Infinity was off. He smirked, giving you a nod. “And, I’ll even let you strike first. I heard from a little birdie that you’re close contact”

“I don’t need your pity” you scoff, raising your hands. “Don’t hold back”

“Oh sweetheart,”he laughs. In the blink of an eye he was surging forward and your legs were kicked from underneath you. Before you could hit the ground he was right there to catch you.

“You won’t make it out alive if I actually fought you” he says, there was another surge and you were thumping your head against the mat while he stood over you, extending a hand. “and we need this pretty head attached that pretty body…y’know, in case we need backup”

“You’re such a bastard!—“you exclaim and yelp when he phases in front of you again, grabbing your hands and pinning them. This wasn’t fair, he was too fucking fast you could barely see him; trying to track him with your eyes made you sick.

“Fight with your hands, sweetheart”he goads, appearing behind you and pushing you to the floor, his foot on the small of your back. “Not your mouth”

Another flash of cursed energy and he’s crouched down in front of you, holding out his hand again. “Awww, already tired?”

You don’t take his hand instead swerving to kick his ankles, hoping that would take him down. He falters a bit to your elation, but you weren’t fast enough for the kill. You should’ve brought a cursed weapon, what the fuck were you thinking? The moment you’re on your feet you’re swept off of them again.

You’re panting, unable to even strike and spending most of your time on the defense avoiding his blows. He’s close again, right against your ear.

“Still want me to play fai-”

You crack your fist back instinctively, surprised when it actually makes contact with his jaw. Your heart was pounding in your ears, the adrenaline making your body tremble. You could barely breathe, every ounce of your being going into not ending up thrown across the room.

“Hah”he says, rubbing his jaw. “Cute. You call that little love tap a punch?”

“Stop calling me cute”You spit out through gritted teeth, gripping his arm and digging your nails in causing him to wince. If you couldn’t land another hit you surely weren’t going to let go.

“Get your fuckin claws out of me”he grunts, gripping your other arm so you’re both at a standstill.

“Stop calling me cute then,”you repeat, digging your nails in deeper; you’d break skin if you kept going, you kind of wanted to.

“Ah”he grunts, the pain turning into laughter. “Can’t I call it how I see it, baby?”

He grips your arm tighter to pull you closer. “So fucking cute”he says, his breath against your cheek. “The way you squirm…god”

“I fucking hate you”you seethe, trying to pull your arm away. His hands were so cold, but they felt nice against your skin.

“Do you?”he asks, “you fucking hate me?”he purrs, pulling you even closer. Your heart was beating out of your chest, the adrenaline churning in your stomach and making your knees weak.

“Yeah”you breathe. He pulls up his blindfold revealing those bright blue eyes that have your heart beating even faster.

“Then show me how much you hate me”he says, one last tug pulling you flush against his chest. You could feel his heart beating, and you couldn’t pinpoint why it felt surreal. Satoru was untouchable in a way that had him seen as less than human. To confirm he did in fact have a heartbeat throws your world on its axis again. The rhythmic thumping against his chest lulled you into a trance.

“Come on”he says again, his breath fanning over your head. “If you hate me so much then show me”

“Maybe you can’t?”he muses. “What is it? Tell me, I’m listening”

“I hate you”you repeat, your voice taking on a shaky tone.

“Aw baby”he coos, letting go of your arm to squish your cheeks. “This doesn’t feel like hate, now does it? You’re all over me”

“Let go of me!”you grunt, swinging blindly. Your heart was thumping rapidly and you could hardly breathe.

“Do you really want me to?”he asks, his touch light now, ready to back off if you gave him the word. And you couldn’t.

Time paused.

Did you really want him to?

Your breathing falters and your stomach churns as his lips turn up in a feral grin, his canines sharper than any person’s should be. You wanted to feel them against your throat. You could feel his cursed energy buzzing against your skin, it felt electric. His grip softened a bit and his eyes took on a lighter gaze.

“Really”he says, his voice low and serious in a way you’ve never heard. “Tell me to stop and I will. It’s all your call.”

Did you want him to stop?

One look in his eyes and you knew things would never be the same.

Thanks for reading the inner workings of my mind with this fucker. It’s not my best or even good but it’s honest work🥹

If you want a pt.2 with the actual smut lmk but it might take me seven to eight business months to finish.

[dykedvonte]

What do you think might have happened, if Curly wasn't disabled in the crash? Or, at lest, not as badly hurt? What would the crew dynamic be like in this case?

-💀

If Curly was still able to be an active Captain? Things would be a lot better but still very uncomfortable.

Curly sort of acted like the glue for the crew. No matter what people say, a big reason that everyone played nice was due to his presence, no one other than Jimmy really went out of their way to undermine that. I think the biggest difference is how he's holding them together. He's not unstable per say, but he's so single minded now. If a problem arisses he won't rest until it's "fixed" to an objective extent. He's trying to get them home, likely obssessively staying in the cockpit trying to figure out if he can reach headquarters or get a signal when not obssessing over other minor issues.

Daisuke gets honest about his fear a lot faster. I feel it's both directly related to how much Curly has changed but also realizing he can't see the bright side of every aspect in this situation. I mean, seeing as Curly is active, he now knows what Jimmy did and tried to do and realized just how bad things can get. The situation has always been serious to him but now it's so much harder to find any light anywhere. Gets in on Swansea’s drinking habits heavier and it’s the only thing keeping him from completely breaking in a sad way. Sad jester vibes but starts to take more charge and get into his work. Swansea doesn’t like how similar they are getting.

Swansea wouldn't drink as much. I think they still break into the supply but it's only because he hopes something there will help. Swansea has almost no hope of being rescued so why die as a good man? I think with Curly around he's not as bitter or cynical but more snippy, mad that Curly’s trying to keep procedure and a sense of normalcy. It’s appreciated in the same way you like when someone is nagging you.

Anya is relieved in a hollow sense of the word. Curly is doing more aware and hyper focused on action protecting the crew and finding solutions… but where is the satisfaction in it taking this? She’s sees all his problems and issues and is both disappointed and a bit concerned. Everyone missed his signs and it’s a bit frightening how stressed he was to be leading them. She’s more open to saying her ideas, louder and looks for solutions rather than be shut down. She is still terrified about the baby, it’s always there in her mind now that it isn’t just avoiding Jimmy’s ire. She’s wants to get rescued and is always looking for ways to get out mainly because she doesn’t want to die with her doctorate but also she wants the normalcy. This won’t be her last moment.

Jimmy. Think he’s dead but that’s a cop out. He’s a coward and unless he got stuck in he’s still gonna be crashing out in that hallway. They lock him up and the only reason he’s still not dead is the agreement he deserves to face legal repercussions and his life actually be ruined. He’s quiet and fuming and still trying to ask for one last chance from Curly. They go way back. Their only friends. You know me… He’s in a similar state like towards the end of the game. Unhinged, desperate, to self absorbed to see it’s over. He’s only somewhat civil to Curly and tries his damnedest to get into his head and spit venom.

I honestly think things go smoother, tensions are lowered but so many more interpersonal and personal demons come to the light. We never get to explore the other characters with Jimmy because he doesn’t care but with Curly? It’s gonna be e like a trauma dumping circle.

[mysticheathenn]

Where is Your Current Path Leading You? (Short)

Hi there! Remember to take what resonates and leave what does not. This reading does not supplement your need to go seek professional help.

Take your time when choosing your pile. Ask yourself the question and choose the picture that you can’t stop looking at. Listen to your intuition.

PILE l: Sacred Destiny Oracle: Release, & Forgiveness, Transformation (bottom of the deck) Cards: Tower, 10 of Swords, 10 of Wands, 8 of Wands, The Fool, & Ace of Wands)

You're walking away from always carrying the burden of constantly surviving and not living life. You're tired of living life in survival mode. You want something better for yourself to the point you're willing to do any and everything to achieve it at this point. New beginnings are on the horizon especially those who are in the creative field (doesn't have to be something creative). You're moving away and releasing things that no longer align with what you want for your life. This could be people (including yourself), vices, jobs, or even living situations. I say including yourself because with the transformation card maybe some of you are tired of the new year same me and want something better than what you have been giving yourself. For example, maybe you want to lose weight, learn a new language, or pick up some new skills or hobbies. Some of you I see that you feel ashamed how you wasted so many years on either not getting your sh!t together or on people who don't deserve it but now no more. You have made your mind up that this year will not go by wasted on potential or excuses. Beautiful endings are happening and it's coming in fast. Be ready, don't be fearful of these changes. For the new to come in you need to get rid of the old. You've got this! I'm rooting for you! Keywords to where your current path is leading you are: Movement, Release, New

Pile ll: Sacred Destiny Oracle: Going Forward, & Standstill Cards: Knight of Cups (reversed), The Tower, 2 of Pentacles (reversed), King of Wands, 9 of Cups)

I'm hearing fulfillment is what your path is leading you on. A lot of you this is more of an emotional fulfillment than a financial one. For the ones that resonate with financial fulfillment, I see you're going to come out on top in being financially stable for once. You've been struggling for so long with your finances you started to lose hope, but soon things will even out. For those who resonate with emotional fulfillment maybe you have been feeling depressed, anxious, experiencing panic and anxiety attacks because life has been too hard and stressing you out. Things will come to a pause soon and life will feel more at ease to just take a breather and enjoy life a bit more. Some of you an old friend might reach out and see if you want to hang out with others you might decide to let yourself enjoy the simple pleasures in life without feeling guilty like you have to be busy or everything is going to fall apart. Keywords to where your current path is leading you are: Fulfillment, Balance, & Ease.

Pile lll: Sacred Destiny Oracle: Illumination, Forgiveness, & New Beginnings, Healing Chaos (bottom of deck) Cards: Ace of Cups, The Hermit, 6 of Swords (reversed), Knight of Wands, The World Cosmos (reversed).

There are two messages here for pile 3 but a large portion of you are coming out of hermit mode because you are beginning to feel safe after some people have hurt you whether it's a relationship, family, friends, or even a workplace. You've been doing some healing and maybe even shadow work to help ease some of your pain along with just staying to yourself and with that comes new friendships, relationships, and possibly even a new career. You're going to be looking at life with a brand-new lens. Of course, some of you may be hesitant when you decide to dip your toe outside your bubble but you're going to be met with people who match your energy and not deal with one-sided friendships and relationships. Keywords to where your current path is leading you are: Relationships (Romantic/Platonic) & Healing For others, I see your path is about showing you who your true friends and family are. There are some snakes in the grass and foxes in the hen house. I feel a moderate amount of you know exactly who this person is but you keep giving them the benefit of the doubt because wHy WoUlD ThEy HuRt YoU when you have done nothing but love them. Remember sometimes the way people treat you has nothing to do with you or how you treat them but more so with their lack of love for themselves. This group reminds me of my previous tarot reading titled "The Harsh Truth You Need to Know" If you haven't already I would definitely advise checking that one out. Keywords to where your current path is leading you are: Endings, Choices, & Deception

Pile lV: Sacred Destiny Oracle: Adventures, Voyage, & Trust, Openness (bottom of the deck) Cards: 10 of Cups, The Hierophant, 3 of Swords (reversed), 2 of Wands, 9 of Pentacles

Upon seeing the Hierophant card I heard the poem by Rober Frost The Road Not Taken. You're leaving behind worry, self-doubt, and people-pleasing and walking into a new light where you follow what you want to do and not what others want you to do. You're trusting that inner voice that keeps nagging you to do what you want to do because you're tired of living life by the rules of others. You're tired of playing it safe because you feel it hasn't gotten you anywhere but feeling a whole lot of lack in your life and you're meant to be abundant pile 3. Some of you want to be travel influencers and travel the world but maybe some of your parents or even friends keep using scare tactics on you by sending you articles of people dying or getting hurt abroad. Or maybe telling you making money by doing something that isn't a 9-5 or "traditional" isn't worth it nor substantial and you've had enough. You're finally ready to take that leap and "Go Your Own Way" by Fleetwood Mac. Just know when you take this leap it's not without a little bit of struggle, but I assure you with the 10 of cups you're going to feel happy and see that it was all worth it in the end. Keywords to where your current path is leading you are: Going Against the Grain, Happiness, &Belief

That's all I have for everyone. I hope you enjoyed this reading. Until next time, stay safe and blessed.

[echo-lover]

I wanted to share my thoughts about the first three episodes of Bad Batch season 3 immediately after watching them, but I was too emotional about everything I saw that I needed some time to calm down a bit.

It's beyond my expectations, just perfect! From the plot, to the characters, through the beautiful graphics and wonderful music, everything was epic. This season will definitely be much more mature and dark than the others. I love Bad Batch with all my heart and words cannot describe how important these characters are to me. I don't think I will focus on each episode separately, but I will show my general feelings and thoughts.

Something that touched my heart deeply was how Omega becomes so much like Hunter. Her facial expressions, her eyes, tactical skills and that characteristic whistle! I immediately thought of Hunter. She became so mature, strong, decisive and calm in stressful situations. It's clear that she's no longer the same little child we met on Kamino in the first season. She has changed so much... Even Crosshair seems to see this, as he let her lead during his escape from Mount Tantiss. He was her support, did not question her ideas and did not hesitate to follow orders. I love watching their bond become stronger. Every day Omega came to his cell, talked about her day... and he listened... he had no choice because he couldn't just go, but I think they both needed each other's presence. They knew they were not alone and encouraged each other, in some way.

It is clear that Omega still misses the rest of her brothers and strongly believes that she will be able to return to them again, together with Crosshair. She can't imagine leaving him, it's out of the question. No matter how hard Crosshair tries to make her believe that he is not worth saving, she will still be on his side. I think Crosshair realized through her that his brothers never really wanted to leave him and were willing to take him back at any time if he just wanted...

Even though Omega has become more mature, she is still a child. Being locked in a cell, the routine and monotony of life must be very exhausting for her, because she is by nature a lively, active and curious sweet girl. She spent most of her life locked up and the only good memories she had were of freedom and her brothers, even though it wasn't for a long time. She even made herself a doll like Lula, who stayed on the Marauder with Hunter and Wrecker. This parallel symbolizes their connection, despite the enormous distance that separated them. And Batcher... Omega doesn't want to forget, she wants to remember her brothers, the love she had for them and received from them, all those good memories together... Ouch...

Somewhere in another part of the Galaxy, two brothers are desperately looking for their little sister. Their worn armor shows that they have fought hard during this time. Hunter also has different bandana... I've seen a theory that it's similar to the band Omega wore on his wrist in season two. This way, maybe Hunter wanted to always have her close to him, at least a part of her, I wonder if he can smell her scent... Oh Force, I'm gonna cry...

The sight of Hunter having difficulty working with Tech's Datapad, how desperate he is to do everything he can to find Omega, how exhausted he seems... Maybe it's just me, but he looks thinner and has paler skin than before. This breaks my heart. I'm sure he was thinking about Tech who could do the job in a second. The sight of his goggles resting alone, the empty space he once occupied... Marauder never looked so lonely... Let me tell you, I shed a tear.

I really liked how Wrecker was the voice of reason in his conversation with Hunter. It's beautiful how one look, a nod of the head, or a hand on the shoulder can bring Hunter down. They support each other and it is clear that after everything they have lost, they have become even closer. They need each other to keep from going crazy.

Even though they are the only two left, Wrecker still considers Hunter to be the leader and waits for his orders even though he knows he doesn't have to. He remains loyal. When he was talking to the little cadets on the Marauder, I was so happy when I heard his laughter. Honest, loud and heartwarming. I think he's needed this for a long time. He definitely misses the company of a child on board, he loves children so much...

I also love that little scene where Hunter is working and looks at Lula out of the corner of his eye, thinking about Omega. He can't live without her... I feel like if they were separated again, he wouldn't be able todeal with it and would just explode, showing all the anger and despair he was holding, possibly doing something stupid in the process... He loves his little Omega too much that he can't imagine life without her. He is ready to drop everything just to be able to hold her close to him, to keep her safe. I'm so scared for him.

On the one hand, I was surprised that Echo didn't stay with the boys to look for Omega, but I expected him to join Rex. They may also be searching, but I think their main goal is to free prisoners and gather as many allies as possible to create the Clone Rebellion.

I could talk for hours and still not express all my thoughts and emotions that these episodes made me feel. I can't wait for next Wednesday.

[soaringwide]

Pick a Card: What is blooming for you this spring?

Spring is always a magical time for me, and I know I'm not alone. This time of the year, I can feel excitement rise in my heart, the desire to make plan, to savor life to the fullest. And every time feels different, like I'm living it for the first time, with only a vague memory of what it was before.

So I wanted to make this pick a card collective reading about what is blooming for you this spring? I will leave the message open to welcome any area of life and type of message, and provide not only an energy check, if you will, but some advice on how to welcome it fully.

How does that work?

Take a moment to recollect yourself, breathe, close your eyes if you need to, focus on the moment. Look at the 4 pictures and select the one that draws you in the most. Not the one you think looks cooler but the one that creates that pinching feeling inside of you. The one that makes you feel it has something to say.

It is possible to feel attracted to more than one pile, just as it is possible to only find parts of the reading relevant. Remember that this reading is meant for many people so it won't be perfectly applicable to your situation.

PILE 1

Cards: 3 of Swords Rx + Page of Swords Rx + Death + The Vow + 9 of Wands Rx The Gem / 7 of Swords + 10 of Swords + Stress + Page of Cups + Courage + 5 of Cups Rx + Ace of Swords / The Protectress + The Shaman

For the energy-check part, The Death arrives like the return of lifeblood in the branches, shaking things up to leave space for the new buds that are to come. This beginning of spring, a massive cleanup of old ties and energies is occurring. Cutting away the old to let the new emerge.

You're in the process of leaving behind a tie that, while not negative per say, was definitely something you had to leave behind in order to move forward and rise to the skies. It seems this tie was something you found value in for a very long time, but you made or are making the choice to move forward.

This comes somewhat like a battle you had to experience within you, as it was not easy to separate from and left you feeling victimized and defeated, like the entire world was against you or out to get you. This whole situation caused intense heartache and a feeling of almost unbearable internal pressure which you may have turned against yourself in fits of self destructive impulses and anxiousness.

On some level you were or are still resisting this change, or rather, what this change is going to lead to. You are trying to control the outcome and refusing to surrender due to a lack of trust or faith. You are trying to burn the steps to reach the end of this uncomfortable time quicker.

The good thing is by going through the motion of this change, you are finding your inner light. From the pressure is born a beautiful gemstone that catches on the tiniest gleam. You are also not only learning to stand up for yourself and your values, but also to embark on a new journey.

There will be a time of transition. At first you will feel guilty of what you're leaving behind which will cause a lot of inner turmoil and tears shed. You will feel like you're getting away with something you shouldn't be. You will feel like you've hit rock bottom in a rather dramatic way, but the good thing is that the only way to go is up!

What's going to follow this is that you'll become at peace with your own feelings, will learn to be sovereign in yourself no matter what's happening outside of you. You know yourself and what you stand for and you won't get put out of balance anymore. You're learning the courage it takes to stand up for your emotional peace and you will know how to defend it ferociously.

Once you'll be done mourning what you've lost, you'll find a lot of clarity and desire to initiate the next step of your life in a very stimulating phase full of new ideas. You'll realize that the key thing in your situation is to trust the process and let it flow.

Now onto some advice on how to navigate that:

You need to be mindful of how you spend your energy, and by that I mean, you need to get enough rest. Yes spring is stimulating and you may find yourself wanting to make a billion plans, but you've got to understand that your body and mind need rest and relaxation too. Protect yourself, say no when you need to, even to yourself. The other more spiritual side of this is that you're somewhat vulnerable at the moment and need to be careful not to be swayed by the opinion of others. Stand strongly in your own skin, your own beliefs and don't give into something that doesn't truly align with yourself.

You inner fire is unique and you need to remember that whatever it is you will become, you will always be you in all your beautiful strangeness. So embrace what it is to be you, don't be ashamed of if or try to hide it, and shine of your fucked up light.

PILE 2

I just wanted to preface this reading with a warning, it's a bit difficult but the advice is very hopeful and sweet so please don't feel too down about it because it will get better!

Cards: The Poet + The Queen of Cups Rx + Healing + Ace of Cups Rx + Let go + Courage Rx + Ambition + 5 of Pentacles + Acceptance + The Unseen + Bottled Up + The Pilgrim + Anger / 10 of Pentacles Rx + Forgive + Death Rx + Overwhelmed + High Priestess Rx + Gloom + Blessings and Curses Rx + The Shaman Rx / The Devil + 4 of Swords Rx + 10 of Swords Rx / Temperance Rx + Manic + 9 of Cups + Love + Joy + Harmony

In the first few moments of spring, I see you slowly leaving a phase where you didn't allow your emotional needs to be met, or allowed yourself to feel something specific. Due to past experiences, you've felt like your deep feelings where not listened to and were dismissed. Your own light was not seen and remained in the dark because it seems that no matter what emotion you shared, it only led to chaos around you. You ended up discarding them like an useless relic, baring yourself from the ability to heal with them, ending up stuck in place because you don't see that from accepting the sorrow you can learn lessons that will lead you to bloom again.

You are scared of leaving something behind, something that doesn't fulfill you emotionally like it used to, something you had great ambition for. Maybe it's a relationship. Maybe it's a passion or a dream. Ultimately, this is leaving you feeling like you're stuck in the winter, unable to feel the new energy of spring, because you're not accepting this new wave of change.

You are about to embark on a new journey, but unable that you are to see the top of the mountain, you remain wandering in the snow doubting it's even worth it because all you can see is a difficult path. This is causing a lot of anger, which ironically is the only emotion you let out, everything else is trapped within.

This spring, I see your going through this struggle but learning very important lessons in the process. Basically, you're on a journey of self acceptance, both of your flaws and qualities you don't express to the world.

There will be a need to let go of familial expectations that were placed upon you and to forgive the hurt it did to you. It seems you will be resisting change until it becomes overwhelming in order to force you to make a choice. Once that point is reached, it will be hard to see the situation from a different perspective, as in, you will be emotionally drowning into feelings of despair, but, really, that's necessary because you've been shutting yourself from that for too long, keeping busy in order not to think about it.

The process of spring is to free yourself from those heavy bonds. Here is the advice in order to navigate that better:

First of all, you need to cool down and restore your balance. Don't try to fix things by being overly active but instead try to find some rest and moments of silence to listen within.

Also, there is plenty of love around you to be felt and to enjoy, perhaps even a new relationship or one that you closed yourself to. The advice is to be positive about the future. Really all those advice cards are super bright so you're getting massively encouraged.

You will be able to share joy around you once those dark yucky feelings have been cleared.

What if you stopped resisting? I think you would find change doesn't have to be so difficult and painful, and that there is beauty and sweetness waiting for you just around the corner. Open yourself, be playful, and try to remember the wonder of a child discovering spring once more.

PILE 3

Cards: The Bridge + The Moon + Let Go + 10 of Wands + Relieved + Ace of Pentacles + Queen of Swords Rx + The Comic / The Devil + Renewal Rx + Anger Rx + Strength + Forgive Rx + Page of Cups + You are Deserving / 2 of Swords + Gratitude + 2 of Wands + Gloom + Energy

The energy check in this change of season indicates for you a time of transition, where you're crossing from one stage to the next.

At the moment, you're letting go of the very introspective vibe of winter, that forces us to retreat within and inside and rest while waiting for the return of the light. Perhaps this winter was the opportunity to reflect over something painful for you and you've finally reached the point where you can disengage from it and move forward. Because it seems like a burden you were carrying is being released, which is bringing you a renewed sense of hope. To be more precise, you were working hard to carry that weight and now that you finally were able to release it, you feel at ease again.

You're lightening up, seeing the humor and joy of life and learning to be in a more lighthearted mood. I see you really enjoying this change of season and having some type of mood shift. After the heaviness of winter, your new found freedom gave you a reason to smile again.

It also seems you're getting finally getting some new opportunities that were previously barred from you which caused a lot of resentment, because you felt like you were owed something you weren't getting and it was getting in the way of your prosperity. I see that you still have some work to do on that front as you may be lacking courage to seize those opportunities because you feel too unsure of yourself and vulnerable. You may want to isolate yourself as a mean of protection, despite wanting those opportunities direly.

This spring, I see you will need to be careful not to fall back in your old limiting habit of letting yourself be trampled on. You might have a tendency to repress your anger, because you have been told it's not a good emotion to express, which is true, but in your case, your anger can free you because it makes you aware of other people stepping over your boundaries. I'm not saying go punch your boss in the face, but use this anger to reflect on why exactly you feel disrespected, and use that as a motivation to change your circumstances and honor your boundaries.

I also see, and it's a continuation of the previous message, that you will build your character by learning that you don't always need to forgive. It's okay to burn the bridge and take care of yourself first. You don't need to accommodate everyone. Keep your gentleness for the people who deserve it. And I'm saying that because in your case, the balance is waaay off.

Something else that's coming this spring is a message to open yourself to new emotions, perhaps regarding to love, be it romantic or platonic. There is a strong message that you feel like you are not deserving of it and you are somewhat shutting yourself to discovering this part of yourself. Spring is the seasons where so many bubbly feelings awaken and you can welcome that in your heart.

The advice on how to navigate this time better is to, first, try not to shut yourself off the blessing that are coming to you. It's easy to expect the worse and blinding yourself in the process. The key to move forward is to find a more positive mindset, not to assume that everything will be doom and gloom but daring hoping for the best! A mindset exercise you could use could be gratitude. There's already so much good things happening around you but you might not see it because you focus a lot on the negative. Allow yourself to dream and plan the future from an optimistic perspective.

The final message is very fitting considering the title of this reading, as it is advising you to redirect your energy to make your own flowers bloom, not other's. Work on cultivating a fertile soil within yourself and you will be in a much better mindset to attract good things. Remember that while it is altruistic to want to help others, you can't do it if you are yourself depleted, you need to help yourself first.

PILE 4

Cards: The Fool + Knight of Wands + Joy Rx + 3 of Cups Rx + Intrusive Thoughts + The Mentor + Wounded Heart + The Animal + Jealousy / The Portal + King of Pentacles + Bottled Up Rx + 4 of Cups + Let Go + The Star Rx + Fear / The servant Queen

Much like all piles, the start of spring and current energy check, is the time of a big renewal for you, indicated by the Fool. It's the start of a new journey with a fresh mindset and an adventurous heart. However, I can sense that it's very much a desire of yours at this point and not something you can fully indulge in at the moment.

You don't quite dare to let yourself go to celebrate this new change you feel being birthed inside of you, because you have these automatic intrusive thoughts born from anxiety that you have a hard time detaching from. But I see you working on it with a mentor figure, perhaps a therapist, a teacher or someone wise close to you. You seem to be especially working on emotional wounds that are still fresh, or felt to be still fresh.

Also, you feel energy rise within you, a desire to pursue your passion, to start planning things, perhaps a trip or a festival, but something is stopping you from doing it. It's like you know you want it and will make you happy, but you can't access it and it kills your joy.

As a result, you sort of feel like a caged animal, caged in your routine and full of desire to break free, which leads to feelings of envy for what other are able to enjoy and not you.

What is blooming for you this spring is that, there is some type of adventure to be found despite everything. There is something you don't expect coming for you, a new adventure to be had.

It seems something is going to unlock prosperity-wise, something that has seemed blocked for a while but is finally giving you the ability to soar. However, you will have to seize it and not let your low thoughts get in the way of even noticing it. You will have to learn to let go of that tendency of yours. There is renewal, healing and blessings coming for you, but you will miss out if you let fear dictate your actions.

The advice on how to navigate the season is to stop believing that you don't deserve nice things. You have a tendency to self-sabotage and it's doing you a massive disservice. It ties into what I was saying earlier about not blocking your own blessings because of your negative thoughts, because there is something great within your reach.

You must nurture your mind because it's through your mind that you experience the world. It's like a big lens and if it's dirty you get a blurry vision of reality. Work on cleaning your lens and you will see that the world will become an open field for adventure as a result.

[crystalandbow]

YOUR STRENGTHS v/s WEAKNESS

Pick a pile↓

Welcome back to crystalandbow 🤍 I hope y'all are doing great! Today let us dive into your greatest strengths and weaknesses. Pick a pile intuitively and check the corresponding message!

This is a general reading, only take what resonates :)

What pile are you choosing? Do let me know!

PILE 1 -

Everything In Time

Strength: I think your biggest strength is resilience in the face of adversity. Despite experiencing setbacks and betrayals, you possess the ability to rise above them. You refuse to let past failures define you instead you use them as lessons to fuel your growth and determination. Your strength lies in emerging stronger on the other side. You understand that setbacks are temporary and believe in your power to shape your own destiny, no matter the odds against you. you know when to disconnect. You guard yourself well & you always try to protect your peace and the moment you feel something is fishy you try to leave the situation asap. You cut off people if they don't vibe with you anymore. "Moving on" is a word that I picked up on, it could suggest that you are always trying to move on, (in a sense of growing) like leave behind things that don't serve / match with you anymore.

Weakness: you have a tendency to be overwhelmed by worry and anxiety. You may struggle to manage your fears, allowing them to cloud your judgment and hinder your ability to move forward. You might need to work on finding healthier coping mechanisms and strategies for dealing with stress and uncertainty. You might also tend to give up soon? Or even have trouble falling asleep because of those constant thoughts. Also mental instability/ lack of "peace"maybe?

PILE 2-

Better Is Coming

Strength: omg the way you just carry yourself 😭 your fierce eyes, your personna, your hair everything about you screams professionalism. you possess the intellectual prowess, communication skills, and ethical integrity necessary to navigate challenges successfully and lead others with confidence and wisdom. You believe in the principles of justice and fairness and make decisions from your brain rather than the heart. Your leadership can be characterized by discipline.the way you express yourself with honesty and precision helps you earn trust and credibility from those around you. Great speakers/diplomats/ presenters also good for politics honestly.

Weakness: fear of change or fear of the unknown. You have a deep seated fear or resistance towards change and transformation. You might find yourself clinging to the familiar/known, even if it no longer serves you well, out of a sense of discomfort or uncertainty about what lies ahead.confront your fears and resistance towards change, allow yourself to embrace the natural cycles of life and trust in the process of transformation instead of viewing it as something to be afraid of or to avoid, see it as a catalyst for personal growth and evolution. You will unlock something special

PILE 3-

Choose What Chooses You

Strength: you have the ability to draw upon the wisdom of the past, whether through religious or spiritual teachings, cultural customs, or personal philosophies. you are a natural leader and mentor, capable of guiding others on their spiritual or moral journey. You offer support, wisdom, and guidance to those who seek it or you like to gain wisdom, inspiration and guidance from your role models and teachers. You listen to your intuition and have a sense of profound understanding of spiritual truths, which serve as a source of inspiration and guidance in your life. Your ability to tap into this higher knowledge empowers you to lead others with wisdom and compassion, offering support and guidance along their spiritual journey.

Weakness: Impulsivity and haste in your actions and decision-making process! You may feel a strong urge to rush into situations without fully considering the consequences, driven by a desire for quick results or a need to assert your dominance. This impulsiveness can lead to a lack of foresight, where you fail to assess potential risks or take into account the feelings and perspectives of others involved. Your eagerness to charge forward with single-minded determination may blind you to important details or alternative viewpoints.You may find yourself easily triggered by perceived obstacles or challenges.

PILE 4-

Enjoy The Now

Strength: a boundless enthusiasm and passion for exploring new ideas, projects, and opportunities! You are absolutely unafraid to step outside of your comfort zone and pursue your dreams with determination and zest.You have the drive and confidence to take bold action and seize opportunities as they arise. Your willingness to follow your instincts and trust in your creative intuition enables you to break through barriers and overcome obstacles on your path to success. You have a natural talent for innovation and originality/ thinking outside the box.

trust in your abilities to manifest your desires and achieve your goals!

Weakness: imbalance in nurturing and caring for oneself versus others! While it's essential to attend to practical matters and provide for your needs, neglecting your emotional or spiritual well-being can lead to feelings of emptiness or dissatisfaction. It is important for you to cultivate a more balanced approach to life that honors both practical concerns and deeper emotional fulfillment. Practice mindfulness & / or self-reflection to identify areas where you may be overly fixated on material possessions or security, and explore ways to nurture your emotional and spiritual well-being. Seek out for opportunities for growth and personal development. By adapting a more holistic sense of abundance and security, you can overcome these limitations that lead you to feel unfulfilled despite the goodness around you.

[bloomzone]

2025 : #15 questions inbox ! part 1

✒️.hi sparkles ! Today’s blog is all about answering y'all questions I’ve been reading through everything in my inbox maybe u will found an answer of a question u had in ur mind here ? Let's start !

Q1 : when I'm in a bad mode or maybe just bored idk how to make it clear but my mood is always the one who controls my actions ? How to stop this ?

Answer : the rule is Never ever EVER let your mood dictate what you do , u have to take action first because movement changes your mood. For example u want to be fit u need to exercise and workout several times in the week then u will feel amazing u will feel incredible cuz u take that one step or if u want to get good grades u need to study daily then u will feel productive and happy cuz u know the action of "studying" will improve ur grades and ur knowledge etc and it will lead u to your goals So Act like the person you want to become And when u start taking those actions and you start moving in the direction of your dreams and the things that you want and deserve in life your mood will follow trust me

Q2 :help how to stop overthinking about what people around me think about me

Answer : Stop worrying about what other people think and let them think what they want. You cannot control what another person thinks about you U CAN'T( this is a point that a lot of ppl need to understand )so how about you focus on what you think about yourself and let them have a negative thought at the end of the day ppl will judge . u can't control it and trying to do it will just making u insecure so focus on what you can control and , what you think about yourself , what you do every day that makes you proud of yourself and when u're proud of yourself you don't care what anybody thinks because you know who you are So let others think what they want and focus on ur power which is your actions and how u live your life . Say this every morning "I choose to focus on what I can control. I release the fear of others' judgments and give them the freedom to think, say, and feel whatever they wish. My life is my responsibility, and I will act in ways that make me proud of myself. I trust in my journey and take the necessary steps to achieve my goals. I am confident in who I am, and I let go of the need for external validation. Today, I will honor my growth and stay true to myself, knowing that my worth comes from within."

Q3: I feel so exhausted from life

Answer : Feeling exhausted and overwhelmed is a natural response dw abt it ! It’s okay to acknowledge that it shows you're human with feeling ur time and energy are your most valuable assets so if you’re feeling drained it’s likely because you’ve been pouring those resources ur energy and ur power into people and things that don’t truly deserve them. It’s time to release them. Allow others to handle their work stress. Allow them to deal with their drama.let the noise of the world—endless opinions, constant demands, and unnecessary distractions—to continue without you. Instead, redirect your focus inward. Reclaim your energy and channel it into creating your own peace and calm.By doing this, you protect your time and prioritize what truly matters. And as a result, you’ll no longer feel exhausted—you’ll feel empowered and in control.take break from everything and recharge

Q4: How can practicing mindfulness improve daily life?

Answer : Practicing mindfulness can significantly improve daily life by helping you stay present and fully engaged in the moment, reducing stress, and improving emotional regulation. When you’re mindful, you’re less likely to get caught up in regrets about the past or anxieties about the future, which allows you to approach situations with greater clarity and calmness. It enhances your focus, making you more productive and less distracted throughout the day. Additionally, mindfulness fosters self-awareness, helping u better understand your emotions and respond to problems and challenges with patience rather than impulsiveness !

Q5: Why is it so hard to stick to new habits?

Answer : Because our brain are lazy ! Our brains LOVES routine and sticking to what’s comfortable, even if that means doing things that don’t serve you. When u try to start a new habit for example like exercising or journaling, your brain sees it as extra work and throws every excuse at you to avoid it. Plus, most people go too big too fast, expecting overnight results, and when they don’t see progress right away, they quit. The solution is Start small SO small it feels almost ridiculous Want to start working out? Do five pushups. Want to journal? Write one sentence. Your brain won’t resist tiny changes, and over time, those small steps snowball into habits that actually stick. Consistency beats intensity every single time daily reminder DON'T GIVE UP

Q6: How can I manage my time better as a student?

Answer : Managing time effectively as a student requires planning and A LOOTTTT OF DISCIPLINE Start by creating a daily or weekly schedule that includes all your classes, study time, and personal activities (buy a planner it's not that expensive + u can use digital planners !). Prioritize tasks by urgency and importance, focusing on what needs to be done first. Break larger tasks into smaller and more manageable chunks and set specific goals for each study session. Avoid distractions by creating a quiet, organized study space and limiting access to social media during work time pleaseeee Remember to take breaks to recharge and don't forget to get enough sleep

[ Part 2 soon !]

@bloomzone

[cultofdixon]

Good things come unexpectedly

Daryl Dixon • She/Her Pronouns • It’s funny. In the apocalypse, you tend to think you’re immune to certain things happening. Then another “heated” night, leads to a bun in the oven • ANGST/SFW/NSFW - Unprotected sex / missionary • TW: Pregnancy & Birth / Anxiety / Minor injuries / friends with benefits / Vomiting / Sleep Deprivation

Requested by: Anon

Mmm…it has been about a week since the Saviors War ended and a few things returned to normal.

A few good things.

Y/N fell back first into the bed with a soft thud it didn’t take long for Daryl to climb on top of her. He firmly presses his lips against hers bringing his big strong calloused hands to her hips. Her hands found purchase on his shoulder blades gripping onto the back of his vest while his tongue pushes past her lips exploring her mouth.

The two have been best friends since the quarry days because it felt natural. Finding another person in the world that understands the horrors you endured way before the real-life horrors of the undead came a lurking. Them getting to this point? Used to be pure stress relief, and still is. But now it was more whenever they wanted a moment when both parties wanted it. Because both respected the other when the other wasn’t in the mood. Their friendship comes before their friends with benefits.

Even if it’s been years…and feelings have changed. But neither said anything.

“Daryl—-“ Y/N moans pulling her lips away from Daryl as he instantly went for her neck when they parted. “Fuck me” She begs resulting in a low growl escaping the archer’s lips.

The man grew excited over those little words making him pull away starting to get his pants off. Y/N pushes herself away to get herself out of her shorts and panties once she was bare, he grabbed her by the thighs pulling her flush against him. Daryl situated himself in between her legs she felt the heat instantly shoot to her core when feeling his cock gather up her slick.

“You always this excited for me?” Daryl smirks watching her body jerk when he’d smack the tip of his dick against her sensitive clit.

“A l w a y s” Y/N emphasizes watching him line himself up and push his entire length in, keeping his eyes on her smirking even more when she threw her head back moaning.

He didn’t hesitate to get quick and dirty with it as he leaned into her, gripping her hips as he started to piston in her warmth. His movements only quickened as Y/N found herself latching onto his shoulders trying not to dig her nails into his vest.

After a long needed relief, Daryl stretched himself out a few hours later finding Y/N fast asleep curled beside him but he knew the second he woke he had to get up and leave. Something they had agreed on. No sleepovers. He didn’t mean to knock out after but he couldn’t help once he finished to admire the woman beneath him and take advantage of the exhaustion they both felt to sleep next to her for a while.

The archer made his way after redressing back to his basement place under the Grimes’ residence.

About a month has passed since that night, and they had a few more rounds within the time…now they had to get back to work on rebuilding the communities and keeping their families safe even if the threats were taken care of for the most part.

“Y/N is going with you right?”

“Yeah, why?”

“She looked tired during the council meeting. More than usual, just keep an eye on her okay?” Michonne informs Daryl, like he wasn’t going to out of instinct. But now he has something to worry about.

Y/N quickly caught up with the group approaching Daryl on his bike about to hop on when she froze for a moment. The archer frowns noticing her still before getting onto the back of his bike.

“You okay?”

“Mhm. Hilltop today right?”

“Yeah, gonna meet Hershel Jr while helpin’ with their new farming plots”

“Yeah I Uhm. Heard from the meeting” Y/N rubs her temple for a second before wrapping her arms around his middle as he felt her tighten her grip. “Just go slow”

Her saying such only added to his worry but he didn’t much of it. He is usually careful and it wouldn’t be the first time if she fell asleep against his back. Which she did for this ride, and thank god the drive to Hilltop was short.

When the bike came to a stop is when Y/N woke but she didn’t wake exhausted or in a normal manner. She quickly got off the back of Daryl’s bike jostling him slightly to regain balance as she made a beeline for the tree line. Disappearing for a few minutes. Rick steps out of the truck with Rosita as they both had witnessed Y/N sprint into the forest and Daryl not instantly chase after her given she came back. But it did spark a few questions for Rick to ask Daryl, even if the archer was clueless himself.

They were in the middle of work, following Tara’s lead in the farming while Maggie rests inside the Barrington House with her newborn. Rick pulled himself away for a second to approach Daryl who was helping a Hilltop resident build the wooden farm plot frames.

“Daryl?”

“Hm?”

“Where’s Y/N?”

“In the woods?”

“And why is she?”

“Settin’ up snares when I asked the second time she ran out there. First time, no clue why she did”

“Is she feelin’ alright?” Rick questions resulting in both of them quickly turning and drawing attention to their action of watching Y/N getting the soil ready for planting.

“She looks fine” Daryl frowns not looking away as he watches Y/N pull away sitting on the ground a second from her crouched position to take a breather.

“Hey!” Rick calls out, drawing Y/N’s attention to the retired sheriff’s calm composure with the archer’s frantic one. “It’s hot, yea better be drinking water”

“The fuck are you? My dad?” She groans getting up and going to get exactly that from within the walls of the Hilltop.

The archer immediately elbows Rick getting a confused look from him. “Didn’t want her seeing my face”

“We’re all worried, she could see the same thing from me”

“Your poker face is failin’ if your daughter can call yea out on your bluff” Daryl rolls his eyes handing the hammer and nails to Rick before following after Y/N to check on her.

Man the girl moves fast Daryl looked around the entire plot not finding Y/N outside of any buildings and he wasn’t about to go on a witch hunt through the trailers so he went for the Barrington House immediately.

The silence that was instantly met, made the archer a bit uncomfortable. He half expected it to be louder given there’s a newborn around and people coming in and out to update Maggie.

Daryl made his way upstairs finding Tara holding baby Hershel while Jesus was talking to Maggie about what the Alexandrians came to do. But no Y/N.

“You’ve seen Y/N, Mags?” Daryl cuts into the conversation when it reached an appropriate time to interrupt.

“She’s sleeping in my room, you can check on her if you’d like”

“Looked pretty dehydrated and y’all have only been around for a few hours” Jesus adds before the archer went to check on Y/N.

It didn’t take much for Y/N to wake out of anxious feeling that someone was around. It’s a terrible habit that develops from the years of being around the undead, so waking and looking like she was about to get grabbed only concerned Daryl when he sat on the edge of the bed.

“Sorry”

“It’s cool…uh. Did Rick need me or something?”

“Nah I wanted to check on yea” The concern laced in his voice made her worry. She slowly sat up in the bed brushing her hair back followed with a small yawn. “You feelin’ alright, Y/N?”

“Not really…haven’t been for a few days, just. Knew I had to come today”

“Didn’t have to”

“I’m not—-Never mind” She cut herself off suddenly as it obviously didn’t go unnoticed that there was more to it.

But before Daryl could even ask, Y/N slipped out of the bed turning away from him when she immediately didn’t feel well.

“Y/N—-“ Daryl frowns getting up about to grab her shoulder when she suddenly ran toward the bathroom puking the contents of her stomach. Which wasn’t much. She’s been doing that all day.

Y/N stayed in the bathroom for a while as Daryl stood on the other side feeling himself stress over a couple of thoughts. But the main one took over and he opened the door without another second of stress on the obvious.

Instead of this being met with…excitement and a calming discussion.

Everyone witnessed Daryl chase Y/N out of the Barrington House trying to talk to her when she had zero interest in doing so.

“Why didn’t you fucking say anything?!”

“It’s too early, it could be a false positive”

“That’s very un-fucking-likely given the track record of our group” Daryl scoffs continuing to follow her as the yelling drew a few’s attention. “Fucking hell! YOU RODE ON THE BACK OF MY BIKE LIKE THAT”

“SO?!” Y/N snaps getting up in his face. “ITS MY BODY AND FOR FUCKS SAKE DARYL ITS TOO EARLY”

“That don’t fucking matter. IT DONT FUCKIN’ MATTER” He snaps. “FALSE OR NOT—-YOU HAVE A SUSPICION AND SHOULDNT HAVE RISKED IT”

Rick was about to intervene when Y/N pushed him aside, swiftly taking the car keys from his pocket and heading toward the vehicle which only drove Daryl a bit angrier.

“Nah we gotta talk—-“

“NO!” She shoved Daryl back to give them enough space and the way her face contorted into sadness after anger immediately. He froze. “I’m not arguing with you before I drive off. Or I will actually get fucking hurt in a much safer vehicle compared to yours! I’m gonna get this fucking shit confirmed and when we talk about it next—-You better have checked yourself. Cuz I’m scared out of my goddamn mind if it’s real” and she got in the car and left back for Alexandria.

Daryl stood there still trying to wrap his head around what had happened. They never keep secrets. Or suspicions. Or whatever! He started to get frustrated with himself over something that is going to change his life forever.

It’s time to get his head out of his own ass and tell her how he’s felt since they’ve first met. But like every story like this. He never wanted to ruin the friendship. Neither does she.

As much as others wanted to question Daryl and or go back to Alexandria to ask Y/N. They knew after that public display, neither of them wanted to be talked to about it. Let them bring it up. Which Daryl did three days since that fight.

“Rick, you got a sec?”

Rick was holding Hershel at the time and that honestly felt like some odd sign to Daryl as he waited for his brother to hand the baby back to his mother before leaving the room with Daryl.

“How’d yea find out?”

“When Siddiq came by this morning” Y/N didn’t tell him that she was pregnant because of that fight. She needed the space just for a little while longer and she trusted Siddiq to go straight to Daryl.

“I didn’t even know the two of you were that close. Y’all have always been best friends and no one questioned it further”

“We are usually careful. To avoid this”

“Well, what do you want me to say here? Cuz the truth is? It’s Y/N’s body, if she wants to keep it or not. You can say your peace and she can reevaluate but given Siddiq came instead of her? She’s still thinking about it”

“What should I do? Right now. Not the future or whatever”

“Go to her, talk to her about it. Right now it’s just the future regarding having a baby or not. This is a big change on its own that y’all can talk about your relationship after.”

“Right…” Daryl frowns lifting himself up off the steps to the Barrington House and whistling for the gate keepers to open them up for him the second he got on his bike.

The ride was quick. No traffic’s laws anymore so he was speeding down the streets. He was careful though, because deep down if Y/N found out how fast he was being, she’d lash out that he was reckless.

As the gates to Alexandria open up, Y/N froze on the steps to her place feeling Michonne’s hand leave her back as she was radio’d a few minutes prior by her partner that Daryl was on his way. She had to tell Y/N to prepare her for whatever conversation he’ll have with her. Even if it will be messy regardless. As the bike approaches its stop, Michonne got up entirely making her leave as she gave Daryl a look that was more of a warning.

Soon the two were in the living room and Y/N sat silently in the couch while Daryl stood propped against the wall.

“We’re usually careful”

“Yeah, can’t say that now” Y/N frowns keeping her gaze on the floor as Daryl kept looking at her occasionally. “What do you want to do?”

“It’s your body, I don’t really…got a lot of say in the matter. You’re carrying it”

“But it’ll be our baby.” She states looking up at him watching him relax for once since arriving home. “You get a say…and if…fuck…” She groans bringing her head in between her legs staying like that for a moment.

When Y/N lifted her head once the nauseous feeling subsided, she noticed a bucket placed beside her and that Daryl had moved since she had to take a minute. Which lead her to start tearing up.

“I’m scared Daryl…I…I couldn’t have asked for anyone else…but I’m really fucking scared to have a baby”

Daryl finally brought himself to sit with her gently wiping away the tears that fell. “I ain’t ever leavin’ yea, I’m gonna be right here with yea. Let me take care of you and our baby” he states knowing that she couldn’t help the more tears that fell as he brought her into his embrace holding onto her.

This changes a lot

But Y/N was thankful he didn’t leave her to deal with this alone. Not that Daryl would want that. He’s always seen a future, a future with her. This is simply taking another route to their endgame.

First Trimester

“So are you finally going to talk about it?” Aaron questions Daryl while they packed up the truck to bring lumber to the Kingdom for rebuilding.

“Don’t think there’s a good time”

“Seriously? Okay—-first, I was the only one that knew the two of you were fucking. Now I’m the only one to know that you’ve been in love with your baby mama for fucking years?”

“The second half yea ain’t the only one that knows. Fuckin’ everyone close to me knows except her”

“Man. I wish it was the first one. Why was I the only one that knew the two of you were…intimate”

“You’re the only dumbass that walked in on us” Daryl scoffs closing the trunk and heading to the drivers as Aaron couldn’t argue with the obvious.

The two drove to the Kingdom still discussing the matter as the general census is Daryl should tell Y/N how he feels. Especially when the future plans are out of order. As the two drew close to the kingdom, Daryl noticed the gates were open and Y/N standing outside the walls with her hunting gear making him quickly step out once he parked.

“The fuck you doing?”

“Going hunting with Carol”

“Nah, you can’t go”

“And…why is that?” Y/N crosses her arms glaring at the archer as he only returned the same look.

“You’re pregnant”

“Oh my god….no! NO—-Really?!” Y/N gasps dramatically, causing a laugh to escape from Carol as she watches this unfold. “Are you sure? I couldn’t tell from my swollen breasts and inability to keep a fucking meal down.” She hissed only for Daryl to get a bit annoyed but he knew if he argued further, she might hit him. “I’ll be fucking fine! I’ve got Carol”

“Let me—-“

“No, you made a promise to Ezekiel to help rebuild the theater and that’s what you’re going to do” Carol interrupts taking Y/N along with her, letting her take the lead before turning back to Daryl. ‘I’ve got her’ she mouthed to him.

As the two found a spot to scout out for any game that comes by, Y/N presses her forehead against the fallen tree they were hidden behind trying not to lose the contents of her stomach. Carol instantly sets her bow down, resting a hand on her friend’s back rubbing soothing circles while her free hand went through her bag to get her canteen.

“Yknow. I had it really bad when I was pregnant with Sophia. Tried to use my brain power to stop myself, it never ends well”

“So I shouldn’t…hold back?”

“Exactly” as Carol pulls away to open the canteen she watches Y/N quickly turn away and vomit. “Yeah, don’t hold it in. Only going to make you feel worse”

Once Y/N finished, she flinched suddenly hearing the swift sound of the arrow brushing passed indicating Carol fired at something. Y/N quickly turned to find the deer she had just shot and turned back around staring straight ahead.

“If you want some advice. I’d look up for a long while. Yknow when you feel your eyes strain a little? To avoid crying”

“Thanks” Y/N choked up as Carol sympathetically pats her shoulder before going to collect their game.

Daryl finished his part of repairing and went to check on Y/N in the studio apartment like room the two were given to spend the night at the kingdom. He quietly enters the room even if he did expect Y/N to still be awake and she was, quietly sitting on the bed as she was rubbing her arms a bit. Maybe something on them. Daryl didn’t get a good look until he approached the bed seeing the exhaustion in her eyes as she was rubbing a bit of the soreness out of her.

“Saw the two deer yea brought back. Nice work”

“Even pregnant I can still get the job done”

“I never doubted yea”

“Seemed like it…but before you protest what I said, I know you’re just looking out for me” Y/N got up from the bed as Daryl quickly realized the button down of his she was wearing while the shorts were hers. She wanted to be comfortable.

Daryl slowly approaches Y/N gently brushing the stray hair behind her ear still taking note of her exhaustion even when he admired her features. She did the same to his taking note of every freckle, beauty mark, and scar…all of it that graced his face.

I hope he looks like him

God I want her to look like her

“Yknow…what really sucks…about pregnancy” Y/N whispers listening to the hum of acknowledgment from the archer. She carefully brought her hands to remove vest, setting it on the bed before drawing her hands to the hem of his shirt. “I have these cravings…for some, it’s mainly strange food combinations…but I know what I really want” she looks up at Daryl through a hooded gaze.

“Mm. Well…yea can’t get anymore pregnant that’s for sure” He kept his voice low as he got to work on the buttons of his shirt on her, noticing she wasn’t wearing anything underneath such.

“Exactly” and then one thing lead to another

Which left Daryl contemplating leaving the bed after their moment, but he didn’t want to. It just felt…weird. Does he still follow the fuck buddy rules or are they different because she’s carrying his child? It is different. But he didn’t know what to do until he tried slipping away only for her…

“You can stay…” Y/N whispers to him as she turns on her back watching Daryl settling back into the bed at first in the same position she was laying.

Then naturally the two got comfortable where Y/N was curled up in his embrace sound asleep as for him, he was still very much awake watching her sleep peacefully and without even realizing he whispers “I love you” to her sleeping form. That when he finally fell asleep, she had opened her eyes indicating she wasn’t asleep when he said such. But he’ll never know that.

Second Trimester

“You’re what?”

“Just for a few weeks”

“But you’ll be at the Sanctuary.” Y/N frowns feeling a knot in her stomach tighten as she looks down at her belly holding it protectively. “You’re gonna mis—“

“Nah, nah I’ll be back before that” Daryl reassures, gently taking her face into his hands watching the sadness grow on her. Leading to him to delicately brush his thumbs under her eyes when she closed them to help soothe the sensation where she was about to cry. “I ain’t missin’ anything okay?”

“But you’re leaving…you’re going there…whose idea was that even?”

“Rick’s” Daryl didn’t even bother trying to hide who asked him to watch that dreadful place and the second the name was released, Y/N’s mood instantly dropped.

“But doesn’t he…” She stopped herself when Daryl held his head down and then it was obvious. “D, you shouldn’t do this”

“No one else is gonna”

“Then I’m—-“

“No. You’re not coming.”

“…Daryl, please” Y/N pouts trying to use the puppy dog eyes on him to at least get him to stay because he would argue until he’s blue in the face to not have her go with him.

“Sunshine…” He never uses pet names. “I gotta do this. I’ll be back before you know it”

It’s been about a week and a half since that interaction and Y/N was hating every second of it.

If she wasn’t pregnant she could be with him

If he told Rick what that place did to him, he wouldn’t be there

If the harsher saviors were just “taken care of” then no one would have to watch that shithole

Honestly. The separation stressed Y/N out because she didn’t know what was going on even if for the most part, nothing was happening. She started to nest to try and ease her creeping anxiety but when Michonne came to check on her best friend, she noticed Y/N sitting on the floor of the living/dining room area surrounded by Judith hand me downs, “new” baby clothes, blankets gifted, a basket or two full of cloth diapers, and generally more baby stuff that Y/N knows from the baby book given to her from Maggie and some confusing items that were more like “they’re gonna need this in the apocalypse” which meant they can’t use it until they can stand or at least form a thought.

“Who gave you the knife?”

“Gabriel…he also found a “baby’s first bible” thing and it’s just. A little weird”

“How come?” Michonne asks as she sat down with her noticing the sadden expression.

“I don’t think I can believe in something that’s meant to protect his children but here we are. Living with the walking dead and having one of his kids live in a triggering environment…” Y/N frowns looking down at the miscellaneous items before piling them into an empty basket.

“You want me to radio Daryl to come back? Because I can.”

“Is it really that simple…”

“Sometimes it is. Daryl may have went but he did blow up on Rick about the matter. Plus he has dad guilt.”

“The fuck does that mean?”

“You know how Judith would start sobbing if Rick didn’t do what she asks? He instantly folds. Not saying you should cry in front of Rick but that could get him to bring Daryl back”

“I can’t, Michonne…” Y/N frowns messing with her finger tips. “He said he’ll be back in two weeks…I should just be patient”

Daryl found himself sitting in the loading bay lighting a cig, given he can’t smoke around Y/N. Not like he did before she was pregnant. He kept glancing at the radio by his side waiting for it to buzz or a voice to pierce through.

He really wants to go home

“You feeling okay?”

“Yeah…I think so” Y/N frowns looking at the worry written on Siddiq’s face as her anxiety resurfaced. “Is it—-“

“No! No…well. Your blood pressure is really high and that’s not good for you or baby” Siddiq gently takes off the blood pressure cuff followed by the stethoscope around his neck. “Are you okay? Like really okay”

Y/N couldn’t hold it in anymore and started balling her eyes out to Siddiq who didn’t know what to do in the moment other than hold her hand and wipe away the few tears.

Since Daryl left, Y/N has been stressed. We know this. But it really got to her that she hasn’t slept most nights thinking something bad could be happening to her best friend…her baby daddy…her…yeah. She wasn’t feeling alright and Siddiq forced her on bedrest. And to make sure she stays in bed, Michonne and Rick (plus Judith) have been keeping an eye on her by staying in her home.

Rick being the most recent one on shift to keep an eye on Y/N. Met the short end of the stick really fast.

“Go away”

“Y/N, I’m just getting you more water”

“Then send in Michonne or have Judith give it to me”

“Michonne is on a run and Judith is napping. Please—-“

“No! No…I shouldn’t even be in this situation” She broke down holding herself as she couldn’t look him in the eye. “You have no idea what that place did to my Daryl. It broke him…and it took him til the end of the war to just tell me what they did. You let him watch a place that beaten him close to death, psychologically broke an already broken part of him that took years to repair the first time…I didn’t want him to go…I didn’t want him to go alone…I wanted to be with him I want to be with him for the rest of my life…why would you do that” She balled, now trying to stop herself from crying as she let go of a lot of pent up emotions as Rick brought himself over setting the glass on the nightstand and instantly taking Y/N into his embrace knowing she’d fight at first before holding onto him. “I just want my Daryl back”

Michonne was right. Crying at Rick would get him to fold. But she also didn’t expect all of the stress that Y/N was enduring to spill into her words, and that’s what really got Rick.

“Daryl. You copy?”

The archer was once lost in his thought, quickly picked up the radio after setting down something on his pack. “What’s up Rick?”

“Come back. We’ll figure out something else regarding the Sanctuary.”

“What happened?”

“Did anyone tell you what happened a few days back?”

“No” Daryl frowns gripping onto the radio as he listens to Rick explain that Y/N was put on bedrest by Siddiq and that he and Michonne were watching her. “Why didn’t any of yea tell me this sooner? Why didn’t she fucking tell me?!”

“Michonne told me before we settled in that I triggered Y/N. Which after the confession I just heard, I triggered more than her. But she thought that she would calm down after a day and be okay. Well. Here we are. I made her cry Daryl and she hasn’t stopped”

“I’m comin’ now” Daryl didn’t wait for another word to come from Rick before he holstered his radio and stuffed his new belongings into his pack then immediately leaving the Sanctuary to hurry home.

Again. No traffic laws. The man didn’t stop at anything and went straight to Alexandria.

The archer didn’t hesitate to drop his bike this time around as he wasn’t wasting time on checking Y/N. He quickly made his way inside finding Michonne holding Judith in the living room and Rick started heading downstairs, which lead Daryl to instantly brush passed him not saying a word to any of the three.

“You know he loves her right?”

“Is that right?”

“Y/N told me” Michonne smiles letting Judith run to her dad, only to be instantly brought into his arms. “Let’s go home” she continues to smile on her way out while her man follows shortly behind.

Daryl pushes the door open locking eyes with Y/N as she didn’t say a word while she watches the archer set his crossbow and pack down before approaching her.

“I’m sorry I didn’t—“

“Are you okay, sunshine?” He asks her in the softest tone he could do, and that lead to her crying once again. He carefully brought his arms around her once she sat up holding her as she hides her face in the crook of his neck. “I’m here…I’m here now, babygirl”

Y/N was on bedrest for about a month, to be on the safer side and Daryl hasn’t left her side since he’s returned.

During one of the nights, Daryl had fallen asleep before Y/N. Given if he’s going to be back in Alexandria, he’s going to do some work around the place while also checking in on her…so the man is exhausted from the day.

Y/N lays on her side facing Daryl listening to his quiet snores and watching him adjust every now and then. She gently brushes her finger tips against his cheek seeing him ease into her touch.

“I love you too” She whispers only for Daryl to tiredly open his eyes looking directly at her. She didn’t utter another word…for her anxiety started to get her once more.

“We never had the time before” He whispers bringing himself close, resting his forehead against hers. “But I’m done waiting if you are”

“I’ve been in love with you for forever, Daryl Dixon”

The archer didn’t wait to bring his lips firmly against his woman, carefully towering her and continuing to keep their lips connected. Before she could even wrap her arms around his neck, she paused. The shift underneath him draws him back as he checks her face for any sign of discomfort or refusal but she looked directly at him with shock.

“What happened? What’re yea feelin’—-“ He was cut off by his partner taking one of his hands causing him to shift slightly back onto his side.

For her to direct his hand on her belly, on the right spot. The same shock came to him as he quickly locked eyes on her.

“That’s our baby”

“Our baby’s kickin’—-Ha! She’s kicking” Daryl smiles warmly at her belly keeping his hand glued to every movement their baby made.

“A girl huh?”

“It better fucking be a girl”

Third Trimester

“What are you doing…”

Y/N looks up from folding baby clothes to see the confusion on Daryl’s face as he took notice of the bunny plush he found for their daughter—-stuffed in her tank top.

“One of the books said that our baby can be soothed easier if he or she can smell us”

“Makes it sound like a baby is a dog”

“I’ll hurt you, Dixon” Y/N scoffs pulling the bunny plush out as her smile instantly rose looking at it. “I just. If we want her to get used to her crib without YOU picking her up at every sound she makes…then she can smell me on her bunny and be at ease”

“You just had to pick the bunny”

“Oh don’t be jealous. You’re going to hog our fucking child” Y/N laughs as Daryl brought himself to sit on floor with her in the nursery. “Besides. If you want to do the same. There’s still the Fox plush that Enid made for the peanut. Just in your shirt though”

“I’m not fucked in the head, woman. I know it goes in my shirt” Daryl scoffs taking the Fox plush and checking the cute little buttons Enid used to be the eyes as he smiles imagining their little girl holding it.

His thoughts were instantly interrupted by a hiss that escaped his partner’s lips.

“Is it time?”

“No”

“You sure?”

“No! I’ve just been sitting for a while” Y/N sighs leaning back on her hands to stretch her back slightly as Daryl took the folded clothes on his way back up, putting them away along with the plushes before helping Y/N on her feet. “She needs to get the fuck out”

“I can only imagine how you’re feelin’ this far” Daryl frowns watching the discomfort in her face grow as she gripped onto his forearms. “Can I get Siddiq?”

“No. It’s just from sitting down for too long. My back hurts and so do my legs…totally not my abdomen” She took a deep breath only for the discomfort to get worse. “Alright. You can get Siddiq. I’m getting in bed”

“I’m helping yea, and then radioing Siddiq. I ain’t fucking leaving yea”

“Right answer” Y/N winces slightly when they started to go back into the bedroom.

It was hours of waiting.

Siddiq came and checked Y/N out, then it was revealed she’s been having contractions.

But Daryl will scowl her later on the matter.

They waited from 8AM to 12AM for their baby to finally come into the world.

After a few of their family within Alexandria came to visit, and then left to spread the word to their family in the other communities, the two were left alone finally with their little girl. Daryl hasn’t stopped staring at her the second she came into the world screaming her little head off. It was honestly very terrifying to the archer thinking something very bad happened. But Y/N reassured that that’s just babies. Screaming the second they reach the open air.

But this little girl was met with so much love from the two of them, that it didn’t take long for her to calm down in her mother’s arms.

“I really like Robin…”

“Really? You’re pickin’ my choice?” Daryl was a bit surprised given she pulled the ‘Im carrying the baby’ card when it came to her name options. It was a tie between Fallon and Juniper with her. But Robin grew on her…and she liked the idea of their little one being a little archer just like their dad when they grow up.

“Robin is perfect” Y/N smiles gently caressing their little girl’s cheek as she curls up in her mother’s arms. “Our littlest archer”

The archer himself couldn’t help the chuckle that escaped him when he heard that. But god he couldn’t wait for when she’s a little older so he could pass something down to her.

To give mom time to sleep and rest after hours of labor, Daryl held his daughter close as they sat on the window bench enjoying the early morning light shining through. He gently presses a kiss to her forehead, pulling away to watch her ease in his embrace.

“I’m so lucky you came when you did…”

You brought us together after all these years and will be the best part of both of us.