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notesfromthepalace · 2 months ago

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Convos

Something that seems to find its way back in to my conversation with my friends, sister and boyfriend is that I have had a very interesting life that most women who look like me may have never experienced or may not ever experience. And these conversations usually follows the listed topics:

Dating

Education

Standards

Self-esteem

Recently, my sister came to visit me. I am really thankful for the relationship we have; We're more than sisters, we're soul mates. I am also thankful for the fact that my sister and boyfriend really have that bro/sis bond which really warms my heart.

Yes, so when we were driving my sister to the airport to catch her flight, we began having a conversation about our upbringings. For instance, my boyfriend went to boarding school from his early years until completion of high school, my sister and I (although we went to public school), lived in a very diverse community that had options for us both to play soccer, lacrosse, and cheerleading, along with play the violin. This seemed pretty normal to me, but they both made it clear that I was living in "Lala land".

I have an idea of what the poverty rates are for Black America, and I also know that even though we do not all embody the stereotypes that society likes to impose on all Black people, could it be possible that a vast majority of us exemplify those stereotypes daily? That was the basis of our disagreement for two hours.

For me, when I look at my friendship circle and break it all down: we all grew up in two parent/married households, we all played sports and instruments, we all had cars by 16, and we all went and graduated from college. So yes, it does amaze me that being in my close girlfriend circle, and also making new friends with other Black women where that is there background as well, I was thinking we made up at least 45% of the Black population in America.

Wrong.

And to my dismay by the way.

But after wrestling with the fact for weeks, I can understand now why people believe that I am an exception or an anomaly. And this is not me saying that Black people are a monolith either. I am just a part of a small group that I didn't believe to be this small.

Let's start with dating.

We all know I love my African King.

But even before we started dating, I always had an affinity for foreign men and older men 30+. And since the age of 21, if a man showed interest in me, there was no "Netflix and chill" or come over. If you're interested, show me, prove it to me. Now, did I ever say that, girl no! But how I carried myself as a young women spoke enough for me.

For example, when I was 21, I lived in the Poconos of Pennsylvania while I was interning at a pharmaceutical company. There were two men who were very interested in me that I met at the gym. One was a Columbian who was 31 years old and the other was an Ecuadorian man who was 28 years old. The 31 year old Columbian was a marine, and our first date was an all expense paid trip to a spa with full body massages, facials and champagne. Never did I kiss this man, sleep with this man, nothing. We simply would go out to dinner and meet up in the gym to workout. The 28 year old was a restaurant owner and our first date was him closing down his restaurant with a beautiful Ecuadorian feast prepared by himself, and the next date was a shopping spree. Again, both of these dating experiences were strictly platonic. And If I am completely honest, I have always been like this. With my current boyfriend, we didn't even kiss until he officially asked me to be his girlfriend friend, and that was a month after we had started going on dates. When I have had conversations with some new girlfriends, they were astonished. The older ones are even more surprised, that was how I was moving even as a 21 years old.

And let me tell you, that summer was also the year I turned 21 and the best summer of my life. Summer 2019 was a movie.

Education.

Now, I consider myself a lover of academia: I love school, I love learning, I love research. I understand that to be considered an "academic", you need to have a PhD, but for me, I believe I am a Black Academic; I am a black woman who has educated herself on black studies while in college and during my personal time, I also have a degree in chemistry, I have two IT Certifications, and I am currently embarking on my nursing journey. So for me, as a woman who has a degree, certifications, obtaining another degree, traveled and well read, I am my own version of a Black Academic.

36.1% of Black women have degrees. But that 36.1%, are they the ones pushed to the front when the world speaks about Black women?

No.

Standards.

I am so grateful for the father that I had. I have high standards because of him. My father came to America from Haiti, worked day in and day out, to support his family and give us everything we wanted and needed. He also worked while attending school obtaining a dual degree in engineering and business management. That being said, if that was the father I had, what would ever make someone believe that I would accept any form of treatment subpar to that. I believe in a man being the head of the home, which comes with specific responsibilities. And when I felt like someone didn't meet that metric, I kindly declined their advances.

Now, not only are my standards high when it comes to finding a husband, but my standards are high with every aspect of my life. Due to my parents providing me with a great childhood, I could only go higher/further. I have been able to provide myself with the same, if not better, of a life.

I have made my home my sanctuary. All that comes in and out are prayers and good vibes. So there is a certain level of rift raft that I do not allow access to not only my life, my home, my energy, etc. There are plenty people I do not talk to anymore, there are places I don't go - I know my worth and value and best believe, I have added tax.

High Self-Esteem.

I also believe there are certain things I refuse to subject myself too because my self-esteem is through the roof. I left my old profession because I think too highly of myself, and was no longer willing to be in a space that had me acting out of character.

Essentially, the previous organization I am referring to, and have referred to in other blog posts, is the army. And this will not be a "army-bashing" post. The army isn't bad, its most of the individuals who are running it. Essentially, most of the personnel I had run ins with lacked a personality outside of their rank or title and were bothered that I was "Sarah Chanel", not "army person Sarah". So, once my time was up, I eloquently removed myself, it no longer served me to be there, and its okay. But when I would talk to people who I thought were mentors to me within the army, women of color specifically, they tried to encourage me to stay in. Not knowing I had observed how their professional and personal lives were, and with all do respect, no thank you. Again, I think too highly of myself to force myself to stay somewhere simply for recognition or the "want to belong". I am a child of the Most High and very, very, very, highly favored, that longing does not exist for me.

I feel like this was a lot, but that is honestly what most of my conversations have consisted of over the last year - and politics - but I will not get into that here.

Again Sissy Poohs, I will be better. I promise!

With Love,

Sarah Chanel

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lovelyladyabsinthewrites · 11 months ago

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From the Ashes Pt. 29

Pairing(s): Pairing(s): Rhaegar Targaryen x Lannister!Reader, one-sided!Jaime Lannister x Lannister!Reader, Jaime Lannister x Cersei Lannister

Warnings: slow burn fic, changing povs, Tywin/Cersei POV

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Book Two of Dārilaros hen ōrbar se perzys (Heir of Ash and Fire)

Out in the training yard an eight year-old Aerys Targaryen and a ten year-old Tywin Lannister commence their swinging of swords. Tywin went easy on the young prince as he was also trying to display form to an even younger six year-old Steffon Baratheon, Prince Aerys’ cousin. The little page watched entranced and listened to every word that Tywin told him. Admiration kept his attention pierced on the older boy. Even though Tywin was King Aegon’s page, the king allowed him to play with them. It felt good to still be able to feel like a child. Tywin had always been a serious one and only got out of his shell when he was with Aerys and Steffon. He hadn’t seen his own brothers in quite some time so he unconsciously adopted the two.

Steffon claps, thick black hair that had the tendency to get leaves stuck in it. “I want to try!��

Aerys chuckled as if he knew all there was to the world. “You are too young. Perhaps in another year or so.”

“Watching is good enough for you right now. Watch and learn.” agreed Tywin, going to ruffle his prince’s silver-blonde hair.

Violet eyes glanced up at him. Once upon a time, Tywin would have fought for him; maybe would have even died for him. Once upon a time, Aerys had even been Tywin’s brother in arms.

Now he hardly recognized the man that people call the Mad King. He was a complete stranger now who had cut off all ties to those that had once loved him dearly before the Targaryen madness ate away at his brain. The gods always flipped a coin when a Targaryen was born; unfortunately for Aerys, it landed on the wrong side. Tywin could still remember a time when Aerys had been normal and even slightly charming. That was the prince he had grown up with. Hot-tempered, he had always been, but back in those days Aerys had been the most generous person Tywin had known. A tragedy really how things ended up. Now Tywin hated to recall those happy memories of Aerys dancing during events with a carefree grin. If he allowed such a thought to continue to plague him, he would grow morose. The lord of Casterly Rock couldn’t afford such emotions. There were more important things to take care of then remembering times long ago.

Since the disappearance of Tyrion though, young Aerys’ laughter was starting to come back to him. Tyrion had had no friends close like Aerys and Steffan had been to him. The boy had no chance. When he was first told that Tyrion was missing, part of Tywin thought it a blessing. Tywin dreaded looking upon his deformed son’s face. Such a face didn’t deserve the name of Lannister, yet Joanna had given birth to him. He was a part of her as much as the Western Warden hated to admit it. It was like Joanna was still alive in some way, reminding Tywin to be kind to Tyrion. That’s what she would have wanted. His darling Joanna. The children that had destroyed her health so much were the ones he knew she loved the most. If she had lived. . . Most certainly Joanna would have adored Tyrion. That was how beautiful her heart was. She would have been so proud how smart he was and how eloquent his speech pattern as he already talked like a little lord. A little lord that he would never truly be.

Drifting thoughts lead him to Jaime.

Jaime.

That boy always did whatever he pleased despite his father’s wishes. Where had Jaime gone? A small part of Tywin had hoped that perhaps the Kingsguard would straighten his son out, make him develop some morals to live by. It had only made Jaime more cocky than he had already been.

Now he was left with only. . .

“My lord.”

The steward held out a rolled up piece of parchment. “A raven from the Red Keep has delivered this message. . .” There was uncertainty in the quiver of his voice. What insults were written inside?

Tywin unfurled the parchment with his fingers and reads. The steward waited for further instruction from his lord. Poor boy jumped when Tywin, the normally stoic lord with a cold demeanor, made the closest sound to a laugh that he had ever heard him make. Rumor was that only the late Lady Joanna was able to genuinely make her husband laugh. And that had been but three times in public.

He covers it easily with his hand. Pale green eyes flick to the young boy who had been patiently waiting. “Tell my brother that I request his presence.” Gaze returns to the dried ink. It was Aerys’ own handwriting, although a bit illegible. The lines and curves of his words were shaky from the king’s hand tremors that he now suffered from. How dare Aerys’ have the audacity to demand of Tywin help in defeating his own son. After all the king had done to him, now he demanded his former Hand send an army to protect King’s Landing. At least the last missive that he had received from the capital had been more of a request. Tywin knew though that his army would not really be protecting King’s Landing, but King Aerys. The king must now have realized that he was not as indestructible as he had previously thought. Rhaegar had defeated the troop the king had sent after setting wildfire loose near Tumbleton and the Blackwater Rush river. It had stalled Rhaegar for months. Even worse was the news of the former Lord of Winterfell and his son. Brandon and Rickard Stark had been burned alive. Maybe the news of the northern troops retreating back to their lands had made Aerys cocky enough to try and eliminate Rhaegar then and there. He forgot the raw power of Robert Baratheon of Storm’s End and the wild fighting skills of the Dornish. Onlookers of the battle said it was finished within three hours.

And now King Aerys’ was tipping over the edge, spiraling quickly down to his own demise. Soon he would hit the ground with a splat. He could sense even now those that had once swore fealty to him were moving to Rhaegar's side. After the stunt with wildfire, even those who benefitted from his reign were now drawing back. Not helping matters, since the land near King's Landing was scorched and untraveable, no goods could be transferred in or out of the capitol. People would soon begin to starve.

He had done much to humiliate and insult Tywin, a man who would have done anything for him when they were kids. Aerys had made a vulgar rumor about taking Joanna’s virginity before Tywin. Accepted Jaime into the King’s Guard, forbidding him from marriage and from becoming the next Lord of Casterly Rock. Worst of all, Aerys had orchestrated the marriage between Rhaegar and (y/n).

That had been the end of everything. The death of any kind of attachment that Tywin may have had left for Aerys.

“You no longer want her to be a queen? But you have been talking about your dreams of (y/n) becoming a queen when she grew up.” Tywin reminded his wife who had been acting strange for the past few days. Worry made her already pale face ashen. When she looked upon (y/n) who was but four years old, Joanna’s eyes would grow red with tears that wanted freedom.

Tears filled her eyes making her turn away from her husband. She knew how silly it was when she said these things out loud. Joanna didn’t know what else to do but confide in Tywin who was the best confidant she had ever known. Always grounded, Joanna had wanted Tywin to tell her that these were all just silly dreams that meant nothing. They had originally made her feel great joy. Dreaming of her daughter becoming a regal queen. Not the daughter Tywin had expected, but the one that had nearly died at birth. Unlike Cersei’s great beauty, there was nothing extraordinary about (y/n). She was a basic child but she did have the tendency to hide any wounds she may have acquired during play or when she experienced one of her “accidents” which Joanna knew Cersei had to be involved in.“I know. But if she becomes queen. . . oh Tywin. I know all of this sounds strange to you. The dreams I’ve had. . . they can’t just be random.”

Tywin didn’t like entertaining dreams. But he loved Joanna and it ached to see her so scared. “What will happen if she becomes queen?”

Joanna shakes her head. “No, she will. And that will be the beginning of the end for her. . .”

That’s all they had been: silly dreams. (y/n) hadn’t even made it to becoming queen. She was still a princess when she died in the tower fire, but not a queen. Thinking of it put a stone in his chest. At least now mother and daughter were reunited in the afterlife. That gave Tywin a bit of comfort.

A brief knock and his study door opens to reveal his younger brother Kevan. Clean cut with magnificent scarlet clothes, Kevan bows to his brother whom he revered highly.

“You called?”

“Sit and read this.”

Obediently Kevan does so. Thick heavy brows crinkle in the middle as he advances in the letter. The slight trembling of his hand told Tywin that he thought this equally ridiculous. He reads a part out loud:

“Failure to attend to the Ruler of the Seven Kingdoms will result in a siege of your estates and the stripping of your title.”

His face was red with indignation. Kevan looks up at his older brother. “Is this real? He can’t possibly think this would make you take action. . .”

“Threats are all he knows now. He fails to remember that threats such as this don’t work on me.” Tywin smoothly replies but pleased that his brother’s reaction aligned with his.

“What will you do? Has the time come to send our men out to Rhaegar Targaryen?”

Leaning forward on his elbows, Tywin regards his brother. What had he told Cersei?

Caution.

When playing the game, one had to act cautiously. Don’t throw yourself head first into battle.

“Tell our men to be prepared for travel at any moment.” Tywin riffles through his desk drawers before placing a piece of parchment on the surface. His ink pen, he began t0 write in scratchy letters. “And tell Cersei to come to my studies.”

Kevan nods yet hesitates when he was supposed to leave. “Forgive me for speaking out of term, but what about Tyrion?”

“What about Tyrion?”

“He’s still missing. Would you like me to send some men to search the surrounding area of Lannisport? He couldn’t have possibly gotten far and I don’t believe we’ve searched there yet. He could be hiding out in an inn, unbeknownst to anyone. He’s small and cunning. I wouldn’t put it past Tyrion to smooth talk his way in.” Tywin’s younger brother had always had a soft spot for his dwarf nephew.

His hand pauses mid-stroke. There was a slim chance that Tyrion was still alive. It had already been a month since he had escaped Casterly Rock. When his septa had informed Tywin that she could not find the young boy anywhere, Tywin had sent out a customary search party. No one found any sign of the boy having passed through.

As if Joanna’s ghost was looming over him with disapproval in her spectre gaze, Tywin sighed. “If you must.” He knew if Tyrion didn’t want to be found then he wouldn’t. All the misfortunes the young boy had faced did nothing to dull his mind. Tyrion from a very young age proved to be incredibly astute, far more than Jaime had been at the same age. If only things had been different. There was no way that Tywin could allow Tyrion to take his title, no matter how smart the boy was. No one would respect him because of his deformity. He could potentially turn into another soft ruler, much like Tywin’s own father Tytos. And Casterly Rock could not survive another Tytos.

Tywin went back to writing, ears waiting for the closing of his study door.

Cersei’s stomach was twisted with knots. She didn’t like the feeling.

No word from the darkin. Absolutely nothing to show that he had finished the deed. What if what she had seen had been wrong? But how could she deny witnessing herself the tall man blending into the shadows before completely disappearing. He wasn’t a fake, that was certain. Certainly Inniros Orelelion would want to get this task over and done with to receive the other half of his payment. It had been quite some time since the two met, surely a man of his pedigree could easily kill someone like (y/n). Unless Jaime was protecting her, which Cersei had a high suspicion of. Even Jaime was no match for a darkin.

All she could do was pace the courtyard, unable to burn off the uneasy feeling that something wasn’t right. Something had gone wrong if the darkin hadn’t returned. Jaime couldn’t have possibly killed Inniros. Cersei worshipped her brother’s fighting skills. There was no one in the world like Jaime. His sword was an extension of his arm. He was still a regular mortal though.

Then she stopped, another chilling thought: what if Inniros had accidentally killed Jaime?

She gripped at the lacing of her front bodice.

What if in protecting (y/n), that pathetic creature, Jaime had died fighting Inniros?

If Jaime was dead, surely she would have sensed something through their bond as twins.

The thought lingered though and made it difficult to breathe in any fresh air that might soothe her frantic mind.

Her father had requested her presence. She had to compose herself. And compose herself she did. Taking a deep breath despite the constriction she felt inside, she went back inside the castle. The winds from the sea tried to pull her back out, tugging gently on her blond hair as it swept by.

“Sit.” Her father instructed once she stepped in, his head tilted down as he continued to scribble something important she surmised by the furrow of his brow.

Cersei wants to look at the parchment, see what has caused her father such an expression. From her angle she was unable to see anything except Tywin’s speedy hand moving from line to line of his letter. The hair on top of his head was thinning badly opposed to the thick gold sideburns that framed his jaw. His long face held no youth, having been bled of it years ago. Joanna had loved to run her hand along the length of Tywin’s face, brushing her fingertips against his sideburns made him melt against her. What had she seen in this cold and callous man to make her fall in love? True it had been an arranged marriage, but no one could deny that Tywin and Joanna were genuinely head over heels in love with one another. It made sense that Tywin would succumb to the beauty of Joanna, but what made Joanna love this gnarled lion? She would never know.

“I have been told we are short in our vaults. Someone has been stealing from me.”

Steady green eyes hold her father’s gaze.

“Do you have an idea who it might be?”

“How would I know? I have no need to go to the vaults.” Her reply rolled off of her tongue easily. Lying had become second nature to Cersei. And she was quite good at it. She got better and better at lying the older she got. The trick was convincing yourself that what you said was true. Most people would let their conscience get the best of them and crumble under their resolve. Cersei was made of stronger stuff. “Is this all you called me in for father?” She stood to leave but the door opened suddenly revealing two men in Casterly Rock armor. Panic was not allowed inside of her. She squared up these men then turned to Tywin.

His eyes haven’t left her. “Your maid has told us otherwise, Cersei. What would you need all that gold for?”

That stupid wench.

Acid rose in her and she wanted to rip that maid’s throat open for snitching on her. “As I have told you, I didn’t go to the vaults. She must be mistaken. And even if I did, that gold is Lannsister gold. Are I not a Lannister? Do I not have a right to it?”

The low creak of his chair as he stands sends a flutter of wariness in her chest. “That’s precisely it my dear. You won’t be considered a Lannister for much longer.” he motions for the men to step closer. Cersei takes two steps back. She was starting to feel cornered. “Which is why I’m sending you to Dorne to get acclimated to your new family and customs.

There was a silence before the storm made Cersei’s face redden. “I will not go.”

Tywin raised an eyebrow. “It’s not up to you, Cersei.”

The two knights were closing in on her. “I will not go to Dorne, father.” Her voice was trembling with hostility. She felt her eyes wildly searching everywhere in Tywin’s study for a way out, something that would help her. There was no Jaime to tell Tywin that Cersei should stay.

Cersei narrows her eyes at Tywin. “I’m not going! You can’t treat me like. . . Like I’m (y/n)!” Hands were clamping down on her shoulder and arm, now she was thrashing. Her full fury took over her. “You can’t treat me like I’m (y/n) father!!”

It was most unbefitting to watch his normally prim and proper daughter become unhinged. Emotionless, Tywin stands right in front of her. “Oh Cersei. What had I told you? Caution. Watch where you step when you play this game with me, Cersei. And at least your sister was able to make herself into a princess all on her own.”

That comment sent Cersei screaming as the knights dragged her away.

She would have been queen had it not been for (y/n).

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zaddyazula · 1 year ago

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gimme yakuza propaganda so i can see if i wanna peep it

🫡🫡🫡

well there are currently 9/11 main line games (i shall explain) and all of them are available on modern consoles (a lot of them came out on ps3 or ps4 originally).

there are two remakes, one for yakuza 1 (a ps2 game) and one for yakuza 2 (another ps2 game), called yakuza kiwami and yakuza kiwami 2. they are actually pretty good remakes from what i’ve seen, but i haven’t played the original two. this is why i said 9/11 main line games.

the total order goes (chronologically):

yakuza 0

yakuza (kiwami) 1

yakuza (kiwami) 2

yakuza 3

yakuza 4

yakuza 5

yakuza 6

yakuza 7/like a dragon

yakuza lad gaiden (the one that just came out)

they are all classic fighting games until 7, which is turn-based, i am still raging about that. gaiden isn’t though. also as you asked me about a while ago now, the guy with the spiky hair is the protagonist of 7 and he will be for 8, which is coming out january next year.

the main protagonist (table slam guy) is the or one of the protagonists in every other game (0 has two, 4 has 4, and 5 has 5).

women are written decently well, a lot, lot better than mgs, though there is about two main characters who are women per game 😭😭😭😭😭😭 not one of its strongest points but they all have clothes on!! the bare minimum we love to see it. (i will just say there is actually a fat woman who is a main-ish side character in 4, who is done pretty well!!! so hurrah!!!!)

characters are extremely well written and the writing is good for the most part, there are a couple of moments in earlier games (more 3,4 and 5) where you’re sort of shocked by how ridiculous it is, but it works decently well. i prefer the first couple of games, and then the 6+. there are a few spin-offs available in the west, being dead souls (zombie game), which is ps3 only, and lad:ishin, which is set in the 1860s (and a couple more others but i can’t think). the table slam man (kiryu) has actually started to remind me a lot of snake, and the series’ stories are actually quite similar.

talking about kiryu, he respects women!!! to the point where he refuses to ever hurt a woman, and has on many occasions beat someone up for hurting a woman. not to say he doesn’t have weird-ish female relationships, but they’re overall quite sweet and last for the game, and are then never touched upon again. they’re nowhere near a meryl-snake level catastrophe.

the games themselves aren’t too long for the most part, the longest i found being 5 (30 hours) and 7 (39 hours), but that’s including all the time fucking around doing karaoke or other things. 0 took me about 28 hours; kiwami 1 took about 22 hours (i think); kiwami 2 took me about 26 hours; 3 took 16 hours; 4 took 23 hours; 6 took 21 hours, and gaiden took 11 (it’s a lot shorter).

going back to karaoke - the amount of optional shit you can do is crazy. substories are probably the biggest thing with this, some of them being decently long and others being pretty short. they are usually quite fun and can give you a break from the story (which can at times be miserable). karaoke is probably my favourite mini-game in the series. you basically just press buttons with the right timing and it is ridiculously fun and silly. other mini-games are available, such as pool, bowling (in the earlier games), fishing, claw-machines, arcade games, DISCO (in 0 but it’s class), darts and probably some others but i can’t remember. the story can get a bit depressing, but it’s balanced out by the silliness the games also have, and surprisingly it works? in mgs, it sort of half works, you’ve got a monkey who smokes cigarettes and drinks coke and then the world is falling apart. war had changed. snake is old and dying and he cannot escape the world yet. and then johnny shits himself. comedy 👍 but with yakuza, the two different sides work together really well, especially in 0, and it ends up making sense eventually.

i think that’s it you have been yakuzer-propagandad!!!!

#i’m sorry this took like 7 hours i started it before i went to school and i then had to do cornell notes for homework so here you go!!!!#rgg #yakuza #my asks

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margaritagvf · 9 months ago

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FROM THE FIRES OF ECSTASY

From the fires (1)

Pairing: Josh and a fictional character, Sienna Cruz, 28-year-old actress, of Latin origin and Italian roots. They act together in his first debut film as an actor, during a break with his band.

Warning! Minors under 18 are not allowed. Explicit sex scenes, dirty language, rough sex, bondage, sex toys, domination, public sex, use of food in sex, oral and anal sex.

Josh was ready, lights and cameras on, the director about to give the order. Sienna appeared on set wearing a stunning bikini that revealed her beautiful body. She was somewhat short in stature, and her small, wiry body reflected her work in the gym over the past few months. She had light brown hair and honey-colored almond eyes. Her mouth was fleshy, her tits were somewhat large and unsurgical. Her upturned nose and her butt, round and pulpy. She was a kind of Latin goddess with European roots. When they asked Josh which actress he thought was ideal for the character, he chose her among several others, because he had seen her in other series, and because also... he thought she was a beautiful bitch, very sensual and who would make an explosive couple with him. . And now that she was alone, without a partner, she had once again... decided to have fun and make up for lost time, where he had avoided fucking many girls by trying to be faithful to his partner. Although he hadn't always succeeded. And his ex knew about his clandestine love affairs, but she didn't get upset, because they didn't represent any danger.

Sienna had accepted her role without hesitation, because obviously, she found Josh incredibly sexy, and she wasn't going to miss the sex scenes with him, and besides, she was waiting for the opportunity to have sex with him, but in real life…

For this film, Josh had short hair again, like his 21-year-old self, and no mustache or beard. His fans were crazy about his new image. It was like going back 7 years. And they had ordered him to continue with physical training, because he had to see himself without clothes in many scenes of the film, which he didn't like very much, but he knew it was necessary. “I make a living showing myself almost naked on stage, how can I not do it in a movie? It's what I always dreamed of, acting! And if you want to see my entire muscular body, I will…I won't be the first leading man who later becomes a good actor! “Josh said.

The scene was on a dock, and it must have been raining very hard. Josh's character was that of a bohemian lover and owner of sailboats and small boats which he rented to tourists, and he himself had his own sailboat customized to him.

He must have been in his boat tied to the dock, and suddenly a girl would come running scared in the rain, fleeing from some guys who wanted to abuse her. The girl was Sienna, who played the character of a young woman who was looking for her missing younger sister, and suspected of having been kidnapped by those guys to sell her as a victim of human trafficking. He and the girl already knew each other, they had been together at a disco a couple of days before, they had drunk and kissed. But she was gone before anything else happened. And he didn't expect to see her again that night and under those circumstances, raining and wearing only a bikini and high-heeled sandals.

The film crew began to simulate rain falling. The scene was at night, on a real dock, and Josh was on a real boat too. Lights and cameras ready, Sienna entered the scene and the lights automatically focused on her, and the falling water soaked her. She looked scared and ran clumsily because of her high heels, and you could tell that she was cold because her nipples were erect under the tiny bikini, which barely covered her. She had goosebumps and her jaw and pear trembled, and she wasn't faking it. She ran sobbing and from time to time looked back to see if she was still being chased.

She suddenly tripped (in fiction) because her heel caught on a tile, and she fell forward. She became desperate because she heard that those guys were following her. As she got up and continued moving forward she lost a sandal. Her running became more difficult and slower, because she was wearing only one sandal, and she began to cry louder and more scared. She fell again and in fear she began to scream and ask for help. That's where Josh's character had to get out of her boat, and when he saw her he had to approach her, help her up and take her to her boat so she could hide there.

Josh waited for her moment and jumped off her from the boat onto the dock, and taking her arms he helped her up. He was dressed only in a white and beige swimsuit, with his torso bare and tanned and he was barefoot.

Are you OK? What happens? – he asked her.

They want to hurt me! Please help me! I need to hide! – And when they looked into her eyes, they recognized each other. Two days ago they had kissed and almost ended up having sex at the club and it was not easy to forget those faces.

You? What are you doing here? – Josh asked him, playing his character with surprise on his face.

I'll explain to you later! But first please help me! –

And he took her by the shoulders and led her to her boat quickly, and looked back to make sure he hadn't been discovered by the guys following the girl.

There they cut the scene. Now…the scene inside the boat. The girl had remained hidden in the boat all night and they had both decided that she would stay there until she was safe. Josh's character would wait for the girl's pursuers to move away, and they would escape in her boat to safety, away from the dock. That place was the house of Josh's character, called Steve in fiction. There he would invite her to hide in her cabin by the river, and after a few days, Josh knew that an erotic scene was coming, and although it was one of the first of his career as an actor, he was not nervous. Rather, anxious. He knew they had to do a sex scene and both had to get naked and show themselves almost completely. He had contractually agreed that he would only show his butt, like almost all male actors. She would show her tits and her butt. No genitals in sight.

She was still scared, but calmer, thanking him for his help. Hers, who had to behave like someone protective and sexy, touched her hair and caressed her face. The scene would take place inside the cabin. Steve (Josh) would uncork a bottle of liquor, light the fire in his fireplace, and bring a blanket for Kate (Sienna's character) because the night was a little cool.

They had to drink several drinks, and after a relaxed and somewhat melancholic dialogue, he began the scene that would end in sex. They were sitting on a sofa in front of the fireplace, and they looked at each other face to face, very close. The director requested that there be very little light, so that it seemed that only the fire was illuminating them.

--How do you feel? – Steve asked her, looking into her eyes, and caressing her back affectionately. Her big, pretty eyes shone in the dark.

-- I'm very well, thanks to you! – She told him with a slight smile, feeling calm, and looking at the fire. She snuggled into the blanket a little, but she was starting to feel warm. He had lent her one of his shirts to wear over her bikini, and the heat from the fire was scorching her, so she left the blanket behind her back, and she was only dressed in Steve's shirt, which barely went over her hips. . Her beautiful legs were on display, and her bare feet were on display.

-- I just want to help you… I think you're in trouble and I must confess, I haven't forgotten that kiss we gave that night at the bar. —Steve replied as he continued to stare at her. He wanted to repeat that kiss, and also, fuck her, of course. Thousands of fantasies about what he wanted to do to her were spinning in her head. But he wasn't going to take advantage of her vulnerability; he was going to wait until she was ready.

-- Oh really? Well…we were very drunk, and we were having fun! – She said laughing. But Steve wasn't smiling.

-- I was very sober, I didn't do it accidentally, I kissed you because I think you are very beautiful, and I must confess, I see you very sexy too. – As he said this, he continued to stare at her, alternating between her eyes and her mouth.

"You also seem very… sexy to me…" Kate said, looking at him and feeling seduced by her intense gaze, full of lust. Steve caressed her cheek with the back of her hand, and then her hair. Seeing that she did not resist, he caressed her mouth with his thumb, running it all over her, while he looked at her with desire. -- You have a perfect mouth, really, it's very tempting. Can I kiss you? – Steve told her, bringing his own mouth a few centimeters away from hers. Her warm breath, her bright eyes, her hand on her chin.

-- Yes please! – She begged him, and when he heard her, surprised, he gave her a slight daring smile, barely twisting her mouth, which made him look so sexy that Kate felt exhausted before he kissed her. Steve opened his mouth and in one go, devoured her mouth, sticking his tongue in and playing with hers, sucking on her lips, giving her small bites, pausing briefly just to look into her eyes, and make sure she was as excited as him.

The scene was starting without errors, and looked extremely real. And actually, that kiss was totally real. Josh and Sienna were forgetting about the cameras and the eight or ten people around them, who were watching the couple from the shadows, and it seemed like they were watching a pornographic movie.

Next, they had to take off their clothes, slowly, while they continued kissing and caressing each other. Steve would take off her shirt and bikini top, and her perfect tits would be on display for her. It was the first nude that would be seen in the film, but it was not the first for Sienna on film. She had already shown her body in other works, and Josh remembered it, and very well… Her hot body had made him choose her to be her partner in this production.

Steve took those beautiful tits in his hands, and kissed them, licked them and sucked them without hesitation. Kate felt so horny, that she took off the other part of her bikini, climbed over her skirt, so she could ride him, and apparently fuck him. Steve pulled his swimsuit down to his knees, and leaned her back against the back of the couch. With his hands he ran all over her body, and he didn't stop sucking her nipples and then she looked for her mouth to kiss him. In this part of the scene, they were to “fuck,” and the camera would take Sienna from behind, and you could see her bare butt and her moving sensually over him. Josh was wearing the typical skin-colored loincloth that all actors usually wear during sex scenes, but it was a tiny, thin cloth that barely covered his cock. Sienna had to move as if she were really doing him, and with each movement of hers she rubbed his cock with her pelvis, and with her vulva… she seemed not to realize what she was doing, but actually, yes. Internally she wanted the director to order the scene to be cut, but at the same time, she wanted to continue… She felt how that cock was getting harder, and getting bigger. When she looked at Josh's face, she noticed the desire in his eyes, in his half-open mouth, in his labored breathing, and she noticed how he touched her, those were not gentle caresses, he was holding her tightly, pressing his fingers against her thighs, taking her tits with his open hands, and opening his mouth completely and sticking out his tongue to suck them.

Sienna may have felt harassed, but she didn't. She was enjoying it too, and for a moment she forgot about the cameras. She kept rubbing her pussy against Josh's swollen cock, and she found that she was starting to get wet down there. They were both really hot, and breathing heavily, and that was clearly reflected in the scene. Everyone on the set looked at each other and made mocking gestures, or felt horny seeing this couple so hot and so real.

Josh had begun to feel that if she continued to rub her entire vulva against his cock, not only would she not be able to disguise her erection, but she would soon ejaculate uncontrollably. But the pleasure he was feeling was such that he almost didn't care, his mind was in the middle of a hell of lust, and without realizing it, he moved his hips upwards, so that the friction was more intense. intense. Sienna noticed it, and that made her react and come back to reality. She looked him in the eyes, to try to make him come back too, and just as he was about to burst into an orgasm, she was also over the edge, and fortunately (or not!), the director shouted

-- Cut! – And everyone on the set was speechless. The atmosphere was on fire. Each of the workers was regretting that the scene had been interrupted, because they knew they were watching a porn scene, and they hated the director for having cut it before seeing that ending, which seemed to come inevitably. --Fuck! – Josh said suddenly, and you could see his confusion on his face, he was sweating and his cock was still erect, and it had already been wet with precum, which prevented him from moving. He looked at Sienna and with her eyes he begged him not to move. She understood it, plus she was soaked in her crotch, with her own moisture and his, and she was afraid that everyone would notice it when they got up from her.

--Get covered! – She ordered Josh, at the same time that she, in a quick movement, took the blanket that he had used at the beginning of the scene and wrapped herself in it, then stood up from it and remained stunned for a few seconds. Josh quickly covered himself with his swim trunks, but he knew that wouldn't do much to hide the bulge under his clothes. Sienna noticed this and to help him cover himself, she sat down on the couch again, and offered him part of her blanket, which he thanked and used to cover her legs, and her obvious erection.

-- Thank you! – He told her with his look, he was clearly not cold. She gave him a knowing smile, and suddenly the director's assistant came and brought more blankets and a bottle of water. They turned on the lights, which now made her faces more clearly visible. It was obvious that they had recently had sex on their faces! The assistant noticed this, and gestured for the director to clear the set.

--We'll take a break! – The director said out loud. And each one returned to their task of editing, lights, sound, costumes. Sienna covered herself with the blanket, leaving the clothes she had worn in the scene lying on the floor, and she quickly left the set in the direction of her motorhome, where she was living during those days of filming. Josh followed her with his gaze, worried and thinking that perhaps she had felt uncomfortable about something. But it was not like that. Sienna ran to her shelter, and as soon as she entered she closed the door tightly and leaned on it, feeling completely agitated, and smiling mischievously. She covered her mouth with her hand, to stifle a scream of emotion because she didn't believe what had happened a few minutes ago. " My God! We almost do it in front of everyone! I can not believe it! He is so hot! And his cock… felt big, and he was horny, he was so shameless!” She thought as she laughed, and touched her crotch, all wet, and got into the shower. As the water ran down her body, she still remembered his hands touching her, his kisses and licks, how he tasted her nipples, how he had devoured her mouth, and how his cock was so swollen and hard, separated from her. vagina only because of a thin fabric… Sienna felt horny again, and caressed her body while remembering every sensation. She wanted him with every cell in her body, and now she was sure… "it won't be long before he and I end up fucking."

She came out of the shower and without putting on underwear, she put on a toweling robe. She took a small towel and dried her wet hair. Suddenly she heard that outside it had started to rain heavily. Someone knocked on her door and she jumped. She went over to open it and it was Tony, the assistant director, who was getting soaked in the rain, and covering himself with an umbrella.

-- Tony! Come in! You're getting wet! – Sienna told him, gesturing with her hand for him to enter.

-- No no! There's no need! I just come to let you know that for today we will no longer continue filming, the rain prevents us from doing so! So, you can take the rest of the day, rest! Tomorrow we will continue! We will start in the afternoon!

-- Okay! Thanks Tony! I think I'll sleep! – she told him smiling. And she closed the motorhome door again. She sat on her bed, and took a body cream with a coconut and cocoa scent. She took off her robe and applied that cream all over her body.

" God! I'm not sleepy, I'll see if anyone on the staff wants to drink something” she thought. “Actually, I'll invite Josh… today is a great night for that! “She” She thought and smiled to herself.

Suddenly, she heard three soft knocks on the door of the motorhome, and she started again. She put the robe back on and tied it around her waist.

“Maybe it's Tony again! What has he forgotten to tell me?” she thought, as she walked towards the door. When she opened it, she was surprised. It wasn't Tony standing there in the rain, it was Josh. He looked soaked, and he was wearing a sleeveless T-shirt and light-colored summer pants, his hair was short with curlers in the helmet, and leather sandals on his feet. He had a pack of Corona beers in his hand. He looked at her and with his classic crooked, sexy, charming smile, he said

-- Since we won't continue working, shall we relax for a while and drink these before I get sick out here? –

Sienna opened the door fully, and she let him in. Josh climbed the two steps and stood in front of her, his hair soaked, and drops of water dripping down his face and her neck, making him look incredibly sexy.

-- You have guessed my intention! I was going to invite you to do the same! –

--Really? Well! I'm glad to know, today you can't even go out downtown… Wow! Your motorhome is much more comfortable than mine! – He told her, looking around her, and she looked for a dry towel to offer him.

-- Here! You're soaked! Come in and sit down! – She told him, pointing to an armchair against the wall. Josh dried his hair and shook her head, while she put the beers in the refrigerator, and took out others that were ice cold.

-- I also have a pack here, the film production is very attentive! –

Josh sat down and Sienna offered him a beer, while he handed her the towel back. Sienna sat next to him. He watched her and smiling, he told her

-- You look beautiful like this, naturally, with your wet hair and no makeup.

-- And you all soaked like this, you also look… cute.

They looked at each other without speaking, and that tension again. Of course they both remembered the scene on the set. And Josh finally spoke.

-- Hey! First I want to apologize if I made you feel uncomfortable in today's scene… I… I couldn't help but feel… it's just that you…

-- Alright! Don't worry! Those things happen! I didn't feel uncomfortable at all!

-- Really? Well… I'm glad, because you… seem very sexy to me, and I must confess that I got very horny with you.

-- Me too! – She interrupted him, surprising him, he didn't expect her to feel the same.

-- So, we must find a solution to that, don't you think? – Josh told him, leaving the beer on the table.

-- Maybe… what idea do you have? – Sienna said, looking at him intently, as if guessing what was coming.

--I think we should finish what we started, because if we don't, it will be difficult to hold back the desire later… - Josh told her, bringing her mouth closer to his and slowly untying the belt of her robe.

Sienna, she did not move, and she only breathed heavily, looking at his mouth, feeling her warm breath, and then her hand caressing her thigh, slowly rising until it touched her breast. That contact made her shudder, but she didn't give him time to do anything, because she already had Josh's mouth devouring hers. She felt his tongue push into her mouth, and her lips suck on it. At the same time his hands removed her robe from behind her back, leaving her completely naked.

Josh stopped for only a few seconds to take off his shirt and pants that fell to the floor. And he again pounced on her body, to continue kissing her on her mouth, on her neck and on her nipples. Sienna felt more and more horny, and she seemed to be floating, with her eyes half-closed and her breathing difficult, labored, and letting out soft moans. Suddenly Josh put her hand between her legs… finally he could touch her wetness and he wanted to see and hear how she enjoyed it. He slowly massaged her vulva, her outer lips and then found her hole, which was already very wet. While he did this, he didn't stop kissing her and licking her tits, until he gently inserted his fingers into her vagina, which felt slippery and warm. He began to fuck her vagina with his fingers, moving them in and out with a gentle rhythm and then faster.

Sienna let out a sensual moan of pleasure and desire, shaking her head back and opening her eyes and mouth, then relaxing her face with a frown. Josh looked at her ecstatic and said

-- Do you like this, mama? Yes? Do you want more? – and she sighed and said

-- Yeah! just like that, baby! just like that! –

-- Look at you, mama! You are so hot! Do you want more, baby? Or do you want me to stop? - He challenged her, wanting her to beg him for more.

-- Yes, like that! Don't stop, please! – she desperately asked him. He obeyed her, and besides moving her hands rhythmically inside her, he decided to do something else. He wanted to make her come from her and not only that… he wanted her to come in her mouth. Then she knelt down and brought her face to her vulva, searching for her clitoris to taste, suck and lick, while she continued using her fingers to fuck her soaked vagina.

Sienna spread her legs, sitting on the edge of the couch, her head back, her spine hunched, her tits out, her hands gripping the seat, until Josh started sucking on her clit and she grabbed his hair to push his face. against its moist, latent, reddened part. He moaned and panted sensually, while Josh looked at her without taking his eyes off her. He began to move her fingers faster and suck harder, and she began to feel the orgasm take over her entire body. She moved her hips and shook her body as she moaned and said

-Josh! Josh! Just like that! Yeah! -While Josh was enjoying her, enthralled by her, watching her come from her, he told her

-- Come on, mama! Cum for me, baby! Show me how you enjoy it, you're a good girl! –

And Sienna slowly calmed down, but her body remained overstimulated and trembling and her moans became quieter, her mind cleared and she returned to reality, she opened her eyes and saw her face smiling at her, still kneeling in front of her.

"Stand up…" Sienna ordered Josh, who obeyed, guessing her intention.

He stood in front of her, and his entire beautiful cock was right in front of her face. She looked at her and then looked into her eyes looking up from her. He looked at her with desire, and she told him

-- Now it's my turn… I want to eat everything! – And taking her cock with both hands, she licked the round, pink head of it, while she stared into her eyes.

Josh let out a sigh of pleasure and said – Wow! Babe! Loved your tongue! Do it, baby!

And she opened her mouth and inserted that cock completely into her throat, and began to suck it, putting it in and out of her mouth with a gentle rhythm, while with her hands she massaged his trunk and grabbed it tightly, to lift it up, lick it underneath, and then lick his balls, perfect, pink, warm.

When he put his cock back in her mouth, she noticed that it had doubled her size, was swollen, latent, and was already leaking precum from the tip of her mouth.

Then she didn't stop, and she continued doing the same job, shoving that cock down her throat, and then massaging it with her mouth and her hands. She only stopped to say some dirty words to Josh, like

-- Wow, daddy! It's so huge, and so hard! I love it! It's so tasty! – And those words drove Josh crazy, who suddenly felt that he couldn't take it anymore, the explosion was about to come…

--Oh, baby! Yes, Fuck, Fuck, FUCK..! Take it! Drink all my juice baby! TAKE IT! –

He told her as her chest heaved, her face relaxed, her mouth half open, her head pulled back from her and then he looked into her eyes. He himself took her cock with one hand, and gave himself the last massages before ejaculating abundantly directly on Sienna's face, who was waiting to see that waterfall of hers coming out of her with her mouth open and her tongue out. of her, telling her

--Yes, daddy! Give me all! I love you! I want to take it all!

Then Josh let out a sigh of pleasure, then moaned and finished with a --Fuck, damn! Yeah! You are amazing, baby! – And she collapsed on the couch, with her body relaxed and sweaty, while she had her face, her hair and her tits full of his warm juice. He looked at him, smiling mischievously, and wiped her face with a finger, then tasted it with her mouth. Josh laughed and said

-- Look how I left you! You've really gotten every last drop out of me, baby!

Sienna stood up, and walking towards the bathroom, she let him see her naked, and notice her sensual body and her silky white skin. She turned around and responded sensually, smiling.

-- I hope that's not true, daddy! You better still have something in your stash! Or are you already thinking of going to sleep?

Josh responded with another mischievous smile – Just, let me drink some beer, and when you get out of the bathroom, I'll wait for you here, baby! I have enough for the whole night, if you want! –

Sienna laughed and went into the bathroom to wash and when she came out, Josh was lying on her bed, waiting for her smiling, with his hands behind his head, his feet crossed, and her cock resting on it. her right leg. The night was just beginning and it seemed to be very

long…

TO BE CONTINUE

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therk900 · 9 months ago

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🫧February TC Challenge (Day 1-29)🫧

1. Do you have more platonic or romantic feelings for them? Romantic feelings tbh

2. Have they ever physically touched you? Yes. A has lots of times, mainly through high fives or "accidental" knee touching! I have touched S's shoulder once. M and i have knocked hands a few times

3. Would you ever plan to pursue them when you graduate? (And when you’re legal) Maybe! Haven't completely decided yet

4. Do you know their birthday/zodiac sign? I know what zodiac sign S is since i know his birthday

5. Do you know their favourite colour? Nope

6. What do they teach? B taught English, M and S teaches science. S also teaches Italian.

7. Do you think you’re their favourite student? I have no clue. Hopefully i am!

8. Are they tall, short, or average height? S is tall. And i mean VERY tall. B is average...man height?? A is 5'11" and M is just a bit shorter than S. I think N is around the same height as M, maybe a cm taller

9. Do they have any pets? B did have a cat once, but it had to be put down when B was 16. M also had a couple pets

10. Do you ever plan to confess your feelings to them? (Careful with this one, they could possibly lose their job or get you in trouble) I don't know, maybe not. i don't want them to lose their jobs. maybe after i leave if i keep in touch with them

11. Do you know any of their talents? S is good at netball if that counts as a talent. N knows how to play the guitar and A knows how to play an instrument (i forget which one 😬)!

12. How often do you think of them? Most of the time

13. Have you told anybody irl about your crush? Yes. I have told my friend. She is the only one that knows

14. Be honest: Do you think you're in love? Happy Valentines Day everyone! To be completely honest, maybe! There are so many things that i've done with all of them that have stuck with me and still make me happy!

15. Do they motivate you to come to school? They motivate me all the time

16. Have you ever seen them cry? I haven’t, no

17. What kind of dynamic do you guys have? M is so fucking nice and caring towards me! He just treats me more differently then other students! A said to my mum personally that I’m his favourite student! He is fun to be around! S likes to joke around with me all the time, and we have this special bond and also treats me differently than other students! B used to be so caring towards me! N is like S!

18. Have they ever caught you staring? I'm pretty sure on multiple occasions

19. What was the most embarrassing thing you’ve done in front of them? (All of us have done some pretty embarrassing stuff, let’s be honest.) Falling in front of S multiple times (haha, i'm so clumsy) and crying in front of B

20. Do they make you feel safe/loved? Yes

21. Have they ever rendered you speechless? Multiple times. It is a bit embarrassing when it happens. They help me to get my words out which is good

22. Are they a good teacher? They are amazing! Other students think so as well

23. Is there something they do that gives you the ick? No

24. Are you guys close? Well, kind of. With M, N and S, we are very close! A and i are quite close as well! B and i were close, but not as close as the rest.

25. Have you ever looked for their initial in those stupid TikToks that eight year olds make? I have a couple times. I just do it for fun

26. Have you ever dreamed about them? Plenty of times! I love each and ever one of them

27. Do you see yourself in a relationship with them? Kind of

28. Have you ever cried in front of them? I have cried in front of B and N once. S saw me just after I have cried which was embarrassing. M has seen me nearly cry. i was so close to crying in front of him, but i didn't.

29. How often do you speak to him/her? All the time

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gisxlles · 11 months ago

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(JASMIN HOPPE, CIS WOMAN, SHE/HER) - is GISELLE BRANDT late to class again? how does the 21 year old JUNIOR expect to get their degree in DIGITAL MEDIA? professors say that they are AFFECTIONATE but i heard that they are TRACTABLE. hopefully they’ll make it to graduation! ooc: hi all! i'm marie and i'm super excited to get to know all your characters. i have to hop off for a work event (and will probably be lurking on mobile) but i'll be back on tonight to read over intros & reach out to plot. speaking of, if you want to plot with giselle, give this a like & i'll message you!!

basics.

full name: giselle marie brandt

nickname: gigi

age: twenty-one

dob: february 28, 2000

hometown: timber creek, ma

ethnicity: thai & german

sexuality: bicurious

languages: english (fluent), thai (fluent), german (conversational)

appearance.

faceclaim: jasmin hoppe

hair color: brunette with lighter brown/dark blonde highlights

eye color: brown

height: 5'5

tattoos: a small b&w tattoo of a flower on her left outer wrist

piercings: just her ears are pierced

family.

mother: chalita somsi

father: henri brandt

pets: shepard brandt (a grey british shorthair cat)

background.

the brandt family is considered something akin to royalty within timber creek; the family establishing it's roots in the town since the beginning. their name coming to be through successful business ventures, the most notable being the opening of timber creek university. the man who was to inherit the business and the woman he married (who his family wasn't fond of) didn't expect to welcome a bundle of joy into the world so soon but here came giselle. she brought a happiness to the couple and hopes that this child could fix their marital problems. how naive of them to think that though. the cheating continued on henri's part and chalita struggled with this loneliness for years. giselle was oblivious to it all. her views of being a princess esque figure in this fairytale life she was living clouding what was in front of her. her fairytale came crashing down when she was ten. her mother had enough of this life and filed for divorce. her father got custody of giselle but she saw her mother part of the summer and for some holidays. the little girl couldn't understand what happened to the love between her parents she thought she'd seen through the years. how could it just disappear? how did her family break? giselle grew older. henri remarried (but still struggled with infidelity). they were a new family. with that, giselle finally got a glance of what her mother was put through. she never wanted to be put through that so she vowed to forget about the whole storybook love she once wanted. a love life that only consisted of hookups, one night stands with strangers, or fake dates to appease her parents. as giselle enters her junior year at timber creek uni, she still struggles with what she wants out of life. when you've been given everything you've ever wanted in life, what more could you ask for?

headcanons.

even after everything, giselle is still a daddy's girl. it helps that he spoils her with anything she wants.

one of her favorite things to do is ice skate. it's something she use to do with her mother a lot growing up and she's pretty good at it. maybe not olympic level good but she's earned a couple medals & trophies.

her other favorite thing to do is play video games. it's her way to de-stress / when she wants to be alone. her fave game is probably mass effect (hence her cat's name).

wanted.

step - sibling (wanted connection on main)

fake boyfriend (wanted connection on main)

the trinity - give me a cute little trio of besties that are always there for each other. pls let me know if u are interested in this! (nora vogel & OPEN)

family friends - the brandts are well known so maybe our families know each other

tutor - giselle isn't the greatest when it comes to schoolwork so she probably needs help in a class or two

ice skating partner - she does pairs so it would be cool to have a partner here

the co-op couch - someone who will play video games with her. they bring the snacks and she provides the drinks and they play all night long.

the set up - giselle humored her parents one time and went on a date with someone they set her up with and it was y/c. they did NOT hit it off and it ended in disaster.

the puppeteer - giselle is pretty gullible so maybe someone is manipulating her for something? that could be fun!

hookups / one night stands - giselle avoids relationships but she's all for hooking up and leaving in the middle of the night.

the one who got away - this person is probably the closest one to get giselle to admit to some feelings. she really liked them but refused to acknowledge it and sabotaged whatever was between them. a regret of hers.

girl crush - giselle's never dated or hooked up with a woman before but she is curious about it. she finds y/c attractive but doesn't know if she is bisexual?

rivals - sporting rivals could be fun! giselle does tennis and ice skating and maybe they are always trying to one up each other.

ex-friends - the two used to be close but something happened which caused their friendship to end??

enemies - someone who just does not like giselle and giselle doesn't like them.

really i'm open to any & all ideas so if you have something that giselle could fill, throw it my way to discuss!!

#( ♡ ) ⸻ about.#tcuintro

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milkstoner · 2 years ago

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Since like, this summer, I’ve had this vague concept of a mallesil modern au, and it never really inspired me. I realized last night, while my mind was plagued by insomnia, that it didn’t give anything because i didn’t really flesh out silver as much as malleus. So here’s the concept.

Malleus —> like, 24 yrs old, just starting a masters in architecture. He’s the guitar in pop music club’s band. Also plays just about any instrument. Tattoo artist on the side. Rich boy, dead parents, grandma lives in a huge mansion, idk what his family does and why theyre so wealthy honestly like. Granny is strict and she disapproves of mal being in a band and living on his own, but he dgaf. He knows hes going to have to inherit whatever role granny occupies and tbh he’s comfortable knowing hes going to have like, some sort of authority. But for now he enjoys being sort of rebellious.

Silver —> like 18 (we need to do our best to parallel the human slash fae age gap, sorry). In the process of making a career out of being a ballet dancer!!! (Also does fencing and rides horses). Also a rich boy! Im paralleling the theory that silver is a stolen prince by giving him rich parents. Overprotected, strict parents. Idk what his parents do, but they work in the same domain as mals grandmother. (Perhaps theyre politicians…? That could add a layer of mystery around mals parents oh ooh… assassination? Im not fully decided yet but imagine.)

Pop music club (a band in this au);

Cater —> lead vocals. Not wealthy, really. Middle class. The band is his main income and he works as a ride operator in the summers. 22 years old. Dreams of fame and wealth. Art history student, met mal in a class they had in common.

Kalim —> drums. Rich boy. Mal’s childhood friend. Might be the son of politicians similarly to my idea for mal’s and silver’s families, and that’s how they know each other. The band is his hobby. He calls the shots. Spends his share of the money he earns spoiling his friends. Sweet angel. 21 years old.

Lilia —> bass (whore). Mal’s uni friend. He has spent so many years in university. He’s 28, like dude please graduate soon. Very mysterious. We dont know anything about his upbringing. Just a little freaky dude. Nomad. Malleus has no idea where that man lives. He crashes his apartment sometimes. Goes on road trips unprovoked. When he doesn’t show up to practice, the other three wonder if he really was just a collective hallucination. Then he shows up the next week like, oh hey guys i was (insert crazy adventure). The boys are used to it by now.

And of course, sebek —> 17. Silver’s childhood friend. Son of a dentist so hes relatively rich, not as much as silver/malleus/kalim, but still upper class. They’ve been rivals (according to sebek) since they were very small. They met during their first ballet class. He’s a fan of pmc+malleus’ band, and is especially a huge mal fanboy.

Mallesil have met a few times before. Think like, formal parties and such. They’re the 1%. It’s rare granny draconia and her grandson are invited, but when they do attend a party, everything gets real quiet. So mallesil have… noticed each other as children, think like, silver was 6 when he first acknowledged malleus’ (12) existence. Obviously the age gap is kind of significant at that stage so its not a problem that their guardians forbid them from interacting. (Though there was one time, when silver was 8 and malleus was 14, where silver got lost somehow, and malle was the only one he recognized in this huge mass of adults. He’s actually very straightforward, like « im lost », and mal guides him back to his parents without a word lol)

It gets a bit more problematic as silver grows up. Stolen glances, damn hes hot… silver is 17. He’d always been sort of fascinated by malle’s stature, his long, black hair, and his pale skin. Its like hes wrapped in mystery. Obviously, since silver is older now, he can finally recognize hes feeling attraction. Malleus… he cant help still seeing a child in silver since. Yk. Their very rare and brief interactions took place when silver was a literal child. But hey he can admit silver is cute… he sees him drinking like, non alcoholic cider in a corner and he comes up to him kinda nervous like… hey… u come here often. Its another brief interaction, but they find a secluded spot and malleus offers him a sip of his wine (im obsessed with the concept of mal making silver drink SORRY), silver is a bit shy and flustered… (hes a sensitive little gay boy). They have one thing in common, and its that they think these 1% parties are boring. There’s something scandalous about them interacting when their families strictly forbids them to like, even look at each other. (If were going the route that theyre politicians, granny has probably put into mal’s head that his parents were assassinated by silver’s family. He… believes her, but he cant blame silver for it, can he?)

They dont see each other again until like. A year later, when sebek drags silver to pmc+malleus’ show. Its late and silver shouldn’t even be there—he snuck out. He had no idea what he was going to see until he saw fucking MALLEUS on the stage. He’s in awe… the dexterity of his fingers, his large arms, the bright lights making him fucking shine, like wowww if he didn’t have a crush before, this is definitely what sells malleus. Now, imagine mal’s shock seeing silver in the fucking crowd—they make EYE CONTACT honey. His fingers fumble; his bandmates look back at him like ? For a single second before acting like absolutely nothing happened.

After the show, malleus calls to silver and they talk a bit in the alley leading to backstage of the venue (idk how any of this works)… like… what are you doing here i didn’t know u were into rock?… oh yeah I’ve seen sebek a few times hes kind of annoying. Need a ride home?

Next thing u know, romantic little motorcycle scene oooohhhhhh. Finally they exchange numbers… malleus has no social media presence lol the only way to contact him is to call or text him. As they are both children of important people, they cant exactly meet in public, but mal knows a bunch of secluded spots and he takes silver to quiet places on his motorcycle yasssss. They talk about anything, its secret, its scandalous, its exciting. Silver’s rebellious era.

One day silver takes mal to like, the dancing studio, & he practices in front of him, aww… mal plays the piano, idk some melody he had in his mind, & silver goes off track and lets his song guide his body, its all very sweet and cute… Harold theyre gay

Their relationship evolves real quick… it’s silvers first crush. It’s cute and exciting . His desires give him butterflies in his stomach. Malleus is filled with dread however lol, he’s super dramatic and he WILL write countless songs for silver AND SING THEM to him, while playing the guitar or the piano… he can’t breathe w/o silver ok

The sex… ofc mal is older and he’s the top so he takes care of silver. He’s gentle at first but after a while he can’t help roughing him up bc he just loves him that much. Cute aggression. Silver is a total slut for malleus… he’s a secret pervert, so he’s in touch w his desires. He knows what parts of mal’s body he wants, what parts of himself he wants pleasured… malleus got his perversions from old, female-written erotica 😭 (stolen from granny draconia). Silver had the talk but he unfortunately slept through his sex ed class in high school. He doesn’t dare watch porn in case his parents find out. So his desires are very… basic, i would say, no dirty kinks, but still, it’s this very strong, pure feeling of wanting flesh and skin to meet, intertwined w love, so it’s very sweet and intimate and erotic. Mal’s desires are similar but he plays around with like, mild dirty talk (it’s just praise and dramatic love confessions while he’s balls deep inside silver😭), mild teasing (going slow when silver is justtttt on the edge), etc… they worship each others bodies oh my goodness

Their dates are mostly @ mal’s apartment. Takeout, Netflix, they talk for hours, one thing leads to another and WHEWW they spend the night together even tho silver was supposed to be home at 10. Obviously this raises a lot of questions. On the draconia side, granny is very happy to meet silver. She thinks he’s such a respectable, cute, sweet boy. She welcomes him💜

Silvers parents on the other hand… he knows they’ve said terrible TERRIBLE things about the draconias so obviously he doesn’t want to put mal through that. There’s also the fear of being disowned… silvers parents ask him if, yk, he’s in love, bc he’s changed and he doesn’t come home on time… eventually they find out of his relationship and it doesn’t go well :( they threaten to disown him if he doesn’t block mal… obv he’s very afraid, so he does… mal is heartbroken :,( he actually drives all the way to silver’s family’s mansion and he… throws rocks at his window CTFUUUU silver starts crying on the spot when he sees mal from his window… he sneaks out in his pajamas and mal puts his jacket on silvers shoulders and they go to one of mals spots.

So silver explains he could be disowned… malleus had a feeling :( silver is young… he’s torn between his family and the security that comes with it, or his exciting lover… they have sex outside in that secret spot teehee💜 most intense session ever, the thrill of being outside, risking being seen… it’s hot

Silver still sees mal in secret at night. Yea ok they can’t contact each other, but mal still meets him every night. Until they’re found out one night lol and that’s the last straw, silver gets kicked out. Honestly, he’s lucky mal has money, so he moves into mals apartment, and yes it’s rly traumatic, it takes time to get used to, but their passion is stronger than anything (amor vincit omnia)… silver does get a bit depressed but he still attends ballet classes. He gets a little part time job as a barista and malleus visits him sometimes… he steals a kiss over the counter hehehe. Silver goes to mal’s shows & helps the band however he can… very sweet, sweet boy

I think it takes a whole year for silver and his parents to talk again. Like, ok you can’t just throw away your only son like that, be for real. They’ve been super overprotective for years, so of course they’ll worry about silver a year later, only to find out he’s doing okay, all things considered, and he’s been paying for his ballet/fencing classes on his own, and malleus helps out bc he cares about silver. It’s not enough for them to accept him, that takes a lot more time, because they truly feel like silver betrayed them.

Silver is very sad, but malleus comforts him and gives him so much love. His love language is… all of them. Words, physical touch, gifts, everything. He spoils silver lol. There’s this urge inside him that makes him want to protect silver since he’s younger. And silver doesn’t mind bc he is a Disney princess and disney princesses are spoiled + they’re the main characters even tho they don’t realize.

Am i insane.

#malleus draconia #twisted wonderland #twst #malleus twst #twst malleus #mallesil #twst silver #twst au

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gaymer-hag-stan · 1 year ago

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Inspired by fistsofcarnage's post found here:

I decided to share my own opinion on the Tekken 8 base roster while we wait for its release!

A more detailed ranking:

Favourites

1. Nina Williams - My Queen since c. 2005

2. Jun Kazama - I really really missed her

3. Lili - Crazy rich girl? Love it

4. Zafina - Weird spider / scarecrow / praying mantis Egyptian lady? Of course I love her

5. Azucena Milagros Ortiz Castillo - La Reina del cafe is looking GREAT

6. Jin Kazama - Him and Hwoarang have been my main "men allowed on the upper tiers" for a while now

7. Ling Xiaoyu - My love for Xiao is a relatively more recent development but she's a queen alright

8. Hwoarang - Angery kick boi. You love to see it

Love (?) Is a strong word to describe my feelings for the following but I like them alright and maybe even played as them in past Tekken games

9. King - I mean it's king

10. Shaheen - A huge downgrade over his Tekken 7 design, still cool

11. Asuka Kazama - Asuka had tons of potential for me but her one-sided rivalry with Lili and them being positioned as the main female rivalry of the series for a while now (I wonder if it has anything to do with them being teenagers~) has kinda damaged her characterisation a bit for me. She's kinda there for Lili to have something to play with nowadays rather than being her own character. I still like her but nowhere near the amount I liked her in her Tekken 5 era.

12. Steve Fox - Steve is cool. He's okay.

13. Lee Chaolan - This is such a weird redesign... Lee is so extra and fun but I can't stand the new look.

14. Yoshimitsu - Yoshimitsu is Yoshimitsu

15. Reina - Kinda basic but cute

16. Leo Kliesen - Kinda basic but cute

17. Lars - Kinda basic

Neutral / Dislike - My phone and also Tumblr only had an orange-y yellow marker so I merged these two together

18. Victor Chevalier - French James Bond Ninja Noctis Samurai looks kinda cool

19. Raven - I liked Master Raven more

20. Claudio Serafino - I liked him back when he was revealed but he ultimately became too forgettable for me

21. Devil Jin - Edgier Jin. Whatevs

22. Alisa Bosconovitch - Sex slave robot modelled after an old man's dead teenage daughter that a middle-aged man has the hots for will never not be creepy

23. Leroy Smith - Meh

24. Kuma - Even bigger meh, and I'm also still mad that both him and the other fucking bear keep taking up TWO slots but Christie being playable alongside Eddy in Tekken 7 was such a ludicrous idea for Namco

25. Marshall Law - I liked his Tekken 4 / 5 moustached look more. Him gulping all the fucking steroids in the world between Tekken 7 and 8 was not a wise choice

Hate

26. Panda - Read Kuma's entry. She's lower than him because she looks weirder now and I think both look weird when they put clothes on them but she looks weirder this time

27. Kazuya Mishima - Too boring

28. Bryan Fury - Too ugly, boring and loud

29. Paul Phoenix - Too ugly and boring, and also he looks his worst in this redesign

30. Sergei Dragunov - Too boring and ugly but at least he's fun to play with

31. Feng Wei - Too ugly and loud

32. Jack-8 - It's a JACK unit... All these redesigns and upgraded models and Jane still hasn't figured out how to not make him look fucking ridiculous

I'm still missing Anna Williams, Christie Montero and (mum) Kunimitsu. I hope Anna at least fucking makes it as Christie is probably gonna be left out in favour of Eddy again and since they introduced a younger, cutesier and more boring version of Kunimitsu in the form of her daughter I don't think we're ever seeing her again.

I wouldn't mind seeing Katarina return either, Miguel's chest is always nice to look at and I'm DEFINITELY on the Lucky Chloe did nothing wrong camp! I also think that over the years I've grown more fond of Forest than Marshall but unless his dad's liver stops working from all the extra steroids he took I don't see him making it back until the next Tag Tournament

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epicrox · 1 year ago

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Till The End Of The Moon Thoughts - Episode 2

WARNING: SPOILERS BELOW

PARTS: 1.1 | 1.2 | 2 |

This is mostly for me to look back on and see the moments that I caught my eye. Nothing analytical. I offer nothing to the table

I'm also a visual person so there's a lot of screenshots x

This is called my thoughts because I refuse to call what I'm writing down as a review. Reviews inform people and this post does nothing for people.

I’ve seen posts on Tumblr calling Tantai Jin a Disney princess cuz he’s being mistreated and talks to animals 🤨

The scenery is so pretty.

3. There seem to be Chinese subtitles on the right side of the screen indicating that background music is playing but I think they cut it out because I’m not hearing anything. Maybe it’s because I’m watching it on YouTube. I don’t know about other platforms.

4. Yeah, they cut the music now and it just sounds awkward and empty.

5. Omg she’s just leaving him there! Aren’t you supposed to keep him alive?

6. He legit looks like an old man because of the snow.

7. This man looks so delicate.

8. Even at the brink of getting hypothermia, he looks like he has a better chance of getting a modelling contract than me.

9. Disney Princess indeed.

10. Bingchang looks really sweet. I’m praying she doesn’t turn out evil or two-faced.

11. Wtf is this crow’s voice?!

12. It sounds like a demonic robot. This further proves my point about this show being sci-fi.

13. The crow’s basically a camera.

14. Then don’t let him die! That celestial being never told you to kill him and didn’t even mention the evil bone, your dad did. He literally told you that Tantai Jin’s torment and death triggered his demonic powers. All you need to do is prevent that! And what do you mean he deserves this?! He hasn’t done anything yet!

15. Her strategy is irritating me.

16. It looks like she’s cradling a head. Just the head.

17. I love that he just had to faint for her to understand the severity of the situation.

18. Wtf is that? His subconscious?

19. This demonic being reminds me of that demon that trains Luo Binghe after he gets pushed off the cliff.

20. He wants Tantai Jin to give him his soul to allow him eternal peace? Does he want to use Tantai Jin’s body as a vessel?

21. It’s the 2nd episode and we’ve got Xi Wu feeling him up.

22. Ma’am, how are you sleeping with that on your head?

23. She even got her dangly earrings on!

24. Get over what?

25. Ha! Xi Wu is having thoughts.

26. So am I.

27. She beats him?!

28. Why am I surprised?

29. OG!Xi Wu was an evil person.

30. The fact that she is hesitating about hitting him! Put the whip down! Even though he’ll see you’ve changed and would make him suspicious, at least he’ll be happy about not getting whipped.

31. She cares more about staying in character than changing the past.

32. At least take the gear off before you go to sleep.

33. After literally TORTURING HIM, you're worried for his health. It seems you’ve figured out actions have consequences.

34. AHHH!!!

35. Also as an otherworldly being, deity or whatever she is, Xi Wu can be really dense. I’d understand if she didn’t know how some things worked in the mortal world but for someone responsible for saving the world, your strategy is confusing.

36. I know she’s grieving for what had happened but she can prevent tragedies if she were a little smarter.

37. Is that even comfortable? I’ve always envied my parents for being able to sleep while sitting down because for some reason I can’t.

38. Awww. I love how confused he is.

39. He’s so delicate (This man is over 10 years older than me).

40. Yes, she’s possessed.

41. Just like villainess stories, is she hated by her family?

42. Oh no. She seems to be the favourite. Makes sense since the OG!Xi Wu was running around making trouble without much consequence. How can you be punished for your actions if you’re the Apple in your family’s eyes?

43. Also how many concubines does Xi Wu’s dad have? Does Bingchang and Xi Wu have different mothers?

44. It’s very clear from the beginning that the eldest brother is going to be useless.

45. Ze Yu just vanished. And make Xi Wu apologise to Bingchang. OG!Xi Wu must’ve thought she was entitled to everything. Bingchang must feel ostracised by her own family.

46. Wow, even the kitchen boys are bullying him. They’re probably gonna get beaten by Xi Wu and zapped when Tantai Jin gets into power.

47. This whole thing must be so humiliating as a prince.

48. How is he working in the kitchens and doing dishes while looking so pristine?

49. Is that ice?

50. Are they purposefully making him wash dishes in ice-cold water? Or is it something people did historically?

51. HE HASN'T DONE ANYTHING YET. But he’s going to.

52. I’m not sure you’re aware of this but you’re in the body of his abuser. Of course, he’s avoiding you. Like didn’t you whip him last night?

53. Also, you haven’t spent long enough in that body to make this statement.

54. Yep. I think they put the ice in to torment him.

55. This reminds me of a trope you mostly see in isekai mangas/manhwas where the ML is so rude and aloof towards the FL that all the servants start to think they can do it too.

56. One thing that irks me about these tropes (it irks a lot of other people too) is that when the FL begins to stand up for herself against the servants, she slaps them.

57. Ooh, the music changed.

58. Not only does he speak to robotic crows, but he’s also talking to flies. Or was that a wasp?

59. I was under the impression Tantai Jin would commit murder but he just made the head cook (I think) swallow a fly. His reaction after swallowing the fly would have made you think he was being poisoned or choked.

60. It’s funny that she’s lecturing the staff about how rude they are even though this whole time she kept on saying he deserved it. You left him in the cold and whipped him. You know he’s a captured prince.

61. She’s putting all the blame on the servants rather than saying that OG! Xi Wu and even herself were wrong.

62. Instead of Xi Wu slapping them, they’re slapping themselves.

63. “If I had dignity, I would’ve died years ago” He really is a Disney princess.

64. More specifically, Cinderella. I saw a video essay from a channel called The Take. They talk about how people victim blame Cinderella a lot for not fighting back her abusers. In one part of the video, they talked about how Cinderella allows the abuse to continue as it is very likely that her stepmother would kick her out if she acted out.

65. Tantai Jin doesn’t know that the Xi Wu in front of him is not the original. So if I were him, I’d be more cautious about what type of food Xi Wu feeds me than the servants. Although, OG!Xi Wu could’ve ordered the servants to poison Tantai Jin’s food.

66. This man gives me Jin Xixun vibes or Mo Xuanyu’s cousin who died in the first episode of MDZS/The Untamed.

67. Oh, this is hard to watch.

68. That guy threw the cake on the ground and then stepped on it. Even if I was hungry I could never take a bite of it. It took me a while to even eat/drink something that someone else touched with their hand or mouth.

69. Is she drugged or drunk?

70. omg

71. They kissed! And we’re on the 2nd episode. I know it isn’t the FL but still. I count it.

72. Ok, they’re drugged.

73. I remember the two actors were together in a previous drama and there was a make-out scene that everyone freaked out about. So I assume they know what they’re doing in this drama.

74. So someone tried to make Bingchang and Jin Xixun prince spend the night together by drugging them but instead, they both ate it. It was 100% OG! Xi Wu.

75. Oh wait, they actually did it? But they’re clothed.

76. He has every right to be suspicious of you and the food you’ve given him.

77. Gosh. That crow’s voice is terrifyingly comedic. I giggle every time it opens its beak.

78. Tantai Jin is definitely planning something.

79. At least he’s pretty while doing it. Look at this shot.

80. This king looks familiar. Wasn’t he the emperor from Ashes of Love?

81. Tantai Jin is definitely ripping his head off.

82. This whole political drama is going to push Tantai Jin to join the dark side.

#till the end of the moon #tteotm thoughts #tantai jin #ye xiwu

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idontliketomatoesleavemealone · 5 months ago

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honestly I don't wanna read all 70 questions cause I have to get ready for work soooooooo

fuck it, all of them. 1-70

01: Do you have a good relationship with your parents?

I suppose so. I don’t think I’m really close because that’s just how I work but we’re all good with each other

02: Who did you last say “I love you” to?

my guinea pig I think

03: Do you regret anything?

bruh that’s a shit question I regret everything I’ve ever done that’s how life works

04: Are you insecure?

hahahahahahahaaha yeah

05: What is your relationship status?

….its complicated

06: How do you want to die?

hopefully in my sleep of old age if I make it that far

07: What did you last eat?

uhhh two laugenbrötchen a few hours ago

08: Played any sports?

used to yeah, PE, fencing, horseback riding, swimming etc

09: Do you bite your nails?

no and I do not like it when other people do

10: When was your last physical fight?

does shoving my head against berry’s shoulder like an angry ram count

11: Do you like someone?

Obviously

12: Have you ever stayed up 48 hours?

nope and don’t plan to; I don’t do full nighters

13: Do you hate anyone at the moment?

so many people you have no idea

14: Do you miss someone?

also so many people. I have a lot of feelings about people.

15: Have any pets?

yeag the dog two cats three guinea pigs

16: How exactly are you feeling at the moment?

bored :( tired, it’s 23:31 as I’m typing this

17: Ever made out in the bathroom?

nah I haven’t kissed anyone romantically yet 😔

18: Are you scared of spiders?

yeah but like a reasonable amount

20: Where was the last place you snogged someone?

the void

21: What are your plans for this weekend?

reading, maybe going outside, I have a very exciting life

22: Do you want to have kids? How many?

not really but like, if I’m financially emotionally socially stable enough at some point in like 10+ years I wouldn’t be absolutely opposed to it? Like I wouldn’t just say no. …under the condition that I am NOT the pregnant one fuck no

23: Do you have piercings? How many?

none, I could’ve gotten ear piercings but never did

24: What is/are/were your best subject(s)?

idk like arts? Officially, arts religion and physics

25: Do you miss anyone from your past?

yeag many people HOW AM I LIKE A THIRD THROUGH

26: What are you craving right now?

any meat. I’m literally craving meat 24/7 it’s so bad (I haven’t eaten meat since December)

27: Have you ever broken someone’s heart?

I mean probably? Not on purpose and/or that I know of?

28: Have you ever been cheated on?

29: Have you made a boyfriend/girlfriend cry?

yeah :( accidentally, I was making a joke but she didn’t pick up on it and it was like the straw that broke the camel‘s back I think

30: What’s irritating you right now?

Everything man, I’m answering this rn

31: Does somebody love you?

….yeah?

32: What is your favourite color?

red and blue :3

33: Do you have trust issues?

I don’t think so? I don’t trust a lot of people tho

34: Who/what was your last dream about?

hm. Good question? I have a lot of dreams. Probably mutuals or friends or my pigs

36: Do you give out second chances too easily?

depends on the person, some I have never given a second chance some should’ve been out of my life ages ago but I’m weak

37: Is it easier to forgive or forget?

forgive, aka just ignore and hope it doesn’t happen again

38: Is this year the best year of your life?

nah. Arguably, it’s probably one of the best so far; everything kinda went downhill since May, but I can’t really rate years

39: How old were you when you had your first kiss?

havent 😔

40: Have you ever walked outside completely naked?

as a babe prolly

51: Favourite food?

I don’t really have one but I like chocolate cake and Bratwurst and Klöße :3

52: Do you believe everything happens for a reason?

nah it’s the universe shit just happens

53: What is the last thing you did before you went to bed last night?

idk, brush my teeth?

55: Are you mean?

I can be but not seriously. My teacher once said I can make comebacks too well.

57: Do you believe in true love?

not necessarily in the fairytale form but yeah there’s something like that

58: Favourite weather?

extremely rainy and thundering and shit

59: Do you like the snow?

yeah but we don’t really get any

60: Do you wanna get married?

legally yes but not at a church that’s too much stuff to deal with

61: Is it cute when a boy/girl calls you baby?

no, not a fan.

62: What makes you happy?

These are TOO UNPRECISE

63: Would you change your name?

tbh probably not? Like I hate my name but idk what to do about it like it’s still my name

64: Would it be hard to kiss the last person you kissed?

yeag cos I don’t remember

65: Your best friend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do?

….that would be a problem bc I’m a lesbian (we could stay friends obv but like. That’s it)

66: Do you have a friend of the opposite sex who you can act your complete self around?

hmmm you

67: Who was the last person of the opposite sex you talked to?

like how do you define talked to. I talked to the boy at tutoring I guess? In passing?

68: Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with?

how do you define deep. I had a chat with berry and rice on Monday?

69: Do you believe in soulmates? Sorta, I think for the vast majority of people there’s someone right for them out there

#asks

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libidomechanica · 8 months ago

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A kimo sequence

That grew beside a human door! With light by light: lonely thing, that soon he rose and warmth of loue.

But Flight. Of air, not pure as it, yet pure, doth well delight. My slumber was gone for you, my dear.

Because the blue sky bends over and trust that I shall those tears; take me to the centre. But there.

Pushing toward daybreak. A dainty dish to set before me, when the trance was o’er, the mastiff bitch?

I do not the disaligned. Though yet, heaven seems half-way to lift some weight of low replies.

That hole where leather men are vain? And slowly rolled her with me, we’re wed to one eternity.

I have been faithful to you, Cynara! Harry, Tommy, Wilfred, Edward, Bert—and light and song.

Stay with your old baggage. Plunge them in up to thee, and thee to mee: no, no, no, my Deare, let bee.

Says, I wanted to get married. With blushing shame, by rage suppress’d, let tears, and weep each other?

To sit a star upon the floor below. And, Do I dare? No, no, my Deare, let bee.

Cannot flie away. Nor equal, nor unequal: each fulfils defect in each, and lang’rous waist!

—Thy words, relieve my verse in time, your fortune— range the wilds of Time, perhaps not a woman, off!

Make in misery to live. And lie, ever singing, each to each. Makes you tyrants in the end.

Free from fear, they cross’d the diver’s brain, for a lady’s chamber floor. Yet so did I let my friend.

Now do I know this: I fell in love wilt hear; if from thee. Oh Angel of hopeless, lasting flames!

After than Phoebus, if he seav’n times bright! For forbidden fires. To spit out all the dance was mine.

Bright eyes, that all her hard and cold white as stone. Involved in stillness, plighted vows fleeting as air!

Assist the field is universe into a lute. Is it indeed so? Be thine! The air is still!

I told my love had seen mine execution. Curse on all best exceed proportions of the year.

And gave a twist to me. Which stands check’d; Religion of my mind, thy words, thou art as tyrannies.

I’ll wrap it round. Till the same chance!—Harry, Tommy, Wilfred, Edward, Bert— and light a cigarette.

And all thou know’st to my dear doting heart. Do love you here is none like a dog in a kennel.

But tis twilight dawned; and out of sight. Owe this dearest, that long-wish’d-for end, full to thee, and doubt.

The lovely lady’s shroud. I heard the mermaid now, for I will say: How his hair is growin’ yet.

Give me the shade of the sky.—An’ Charlie, he’s my darling, the young Chevalier. And is he gone?

Ah! The Castle wa’, she saw three bonie boys playing with a dying fall beneath the huge oak tree?

Our bed is lovely maid and sees a damsel bright a dame! Hand, turning her grave. By more than dead!

And like a noon-dew, wanderings I have sinn’d! I want to glide a sunbeam by the Maiden’s side!

Where I fly, pursue, rise in the brain is not so. Spake words Sir Leoline. I dreamed I was a child!

By thee to mount, and complaint of present the bonie laddie in. Bare, lest aught unholy loiter here?

And love to so base a vice, for no man knows. Much, Cynara! No matter by the might be well!

He danced with rough. Amid that scenes appear where’er I turn me not to belie his soul with clay.

Run afresh, as if she ’d said, Gee woe! I lift my heavy eyelids my anguish hangs like shame.

To the fault; I view my crime, but kind? To labour was thine! And do accept my madness, and weak.

He drank: her fair large bright and slender oats foraged in the lady’s chamber door; and the sun.

A cool suspense from pain; thy life destroy. The wanton thru the flower amang them very ill.

Of lonely way, close by the castle bell. As if she be small, jewel-like flower unfamiliar.

The way to the blood runs out across the sounds and strange man should presume? That is so vex’d with thee.

To know her but I? Or foxlike in difference. And thus she stooped, methought I heard a hollow sound.

A blue moon for an instant leper. Lord of her beauty lies, when faithful to the land of spike?

And none of us thought thus watred was my strange death of Jesus set me free. In this fashion.

But could have this; she shall: then my hopes and men, who looked askance and end with his society?

And those tender-ship, cried Sally Brown! Sleeps, and love all night upon mine ears, both I and the brow!

Within the bathroom floor mocks your haire with me! So, the year, that yours and mine had bound us lie?

Van Diemen’s land if certain when two dewdrops on the best, even to life in the airport. Ah!

Seized, inside my honest faith in this man no more, but other me? A shining steps of thy child!

Lingered in the moon is behind, and saw thee woman in contractions are five minutes apart.

Comes first—light in what they might half undo it. Of loue new-coin’d to her from the pitiless wave?

And his Anguish grew—how bear it? But, as luckless, I have sworn to bury all things undo me.

That looks up at the lady by her word were it even for me. Loathe the side-lie of a truth.

For once, a tremor breakfast the sky ascends, wi’ sangs o’ joy. And damning their necks, where away?

And flush themselves forsake and for very feare would return to life, to life in thee has killed it.

And the rain on my soul. And I was a rose that green mama who first forced me to Mortal part.

Scott, Rogers, Campbell, Moore, and Crabbe will trim. To sail with old Benbow; and here, ev’n then, shall be poor.

The Sexes rose to work upon is much too much, some say, she seems that sweet said, that thou to dread?

And hark, again! From happy pieties, thy lute, thy pipe, thy incense sweet face of you and me.

Why should poor beauty from my love, my life. But, as luckless, I have known the rain lasts anywhere.

In the bud will wear white despair? Wilt thou go with me, we’re wed to one eternity in days?

Not Ida; ’ clasp it once all-fragrant-curtain’d love begins again. Then downward like those who love.

What peace. And her voice is strength beguiled, this golden foot of May is on the bloated hiss of death.

For I have slept on the brands were stopt with griefe. Still as death, can break her word were it bitterness.

The earth forever! It must be because it is a precious seal of my life, myself—and you.

Is changed in a convent’s solitary Child. When I break through all the grist of its insides grow.

Now folds the maid and thine for me. Than Heaven, my Lover, were my Chamber Heaven’s sun staineth.

Err I dare to look at the basin and wriggling on thy fame! My own heart’s heart, where, while I weep!

Till love you, dear, I’ll love you all; let Virtue be your soules; come wait on hir whom winged Psyche true!

I waste my heart and mine should hindred be. Gloom, and nothing can be old, for as you with my death.

For once and show me what I meant, at all. Proud of many, lives upon his gaine is our lost will.

I call, I call: who do ye call? And the rent, and long to stay with your old baggage. I would get.

—Not the power to burn and be all that bloody torments you doe give, creatures, couched her homage.

Geraldine shakes thee hence. Yet, if Hope has flown away in a night, or in nothing but a feint.

That heart to this fool lord, dare I bid her abide by her side; nor strange. That is misunderstood.

You soarer, you of the sea. ’ Echoing straits between the hills? Again she sees my lady’s maid.

Nor shall die tonight, I wrote this morning. Black Melancholy reigns; what means the warm leaden sheet.

And the gravelly sand take a body to it, even blue-eyed fly to the field. Sir Leoline?

From op’ning on the crowing cock, how drowsily it crew. Shall ever was in our own child-bed.

Within and whom I am confined. Water so cleanly I myself upon the floor below.

Cries to catch her but I? Of all that we see or seem is but as a tomb which happened balloon.

Out for love, to give the wreath’d trellis of a working brain, love alone. With a moonlight and song.

I lift my heaven knows, in joys and woe so many times. To the banks, close of each too, too late.

My soul would only be the best, even to life in losing mine? Naked, a double behind.

Like cliffs which have no fear! Beneath the weight of soil, nothing new is in us, and were at peace.

I knew a beautiful olives. We men and drivers in a bar-room around its wings and neck.

—Come live with me—or fall from its boundless mere, with true sight! This day my journey should I presume?

Into many a summer’s front doth sing and saying plainly of not turning from yonder bay?

Oft did I rove by bonnie Doon, how can you bloom so fresh and faithful to its crisis? Have guessed?

I fell, and fro, while I weep! And turning away, wants to be made, cobbling at the lasting flames!

Such gentle still dictates, and those faire skin, beamy eyes, for the quarters, and looking to the Pole.

Pitiless wave? Flickering gyres, but he’d once about to have gone to the sun delights me.

And may appear so when this rebellious heart, and that will show itself to stone. Nay, fairer yet!

To swell a progress, start up, the same chance! As old as a dog, as quiet as a skeleton.

Move still doth breeding flow’rs. They will sing to me. That even its grossest flatterers dare not brave.

That looks up at the happy again. A clover, a Fisherman mends a glimmers on to me.

To them through my fingers am I at all satisfied. Her deadly pangs be drown’d, while I slept.

Rain on thee; yet eyes this curious friend. The winged’ steed, I wish we never looks both small and dull.

And make my old excuse, ’ proving his caresses by the cold. With open eyes ah woe is me!

To deem, as a most logical conclusion, that ’s underneath the weight. It even for me?

Nay, by my own eyes inspiring hole. My heart is dust at the pin; and here, ev’n then, shall meet!

Unto the straitest best of all to Love than is or ever dear! Angels of the precious jewel.

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Ida came behind. That brought to. But to- morrow, the field. While prostrate here increase! To the field.

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I cried for madder music and forms of men! His gentle daughter is safe and fro, while I weep!

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existencebringsonlypain · 11 months ago

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1-70 skip all needed if they make you uncomfy

*deep inhale*

LONG POST INCOMING!

01: Do you have a good relationship with your parents?

yeah! they're lovely people

02: Who did you last say I love you" to?

probably my mom

03: Do you regret anything?

I regret many things. can I think of any right now? no

04: Are you insecure?

not really, generally

05: What is your relationship status?

single, but also a minor and aroace so it's not sad or anything

06: How do you want to die?

preferably suddenly without prior notice. that way I couldn't have regrets

07: What did you last eat?

a werthers caramel

08: Played any sports?

nope

09: Do you bite your nails?

not bite with my teeth, but I pick at them often

10: When was your last physical fight?

.....I cannot remember if I ever have fought anyone physically. don't think I have

11: Do you like someone?

I like a lot of people. romantically? no

12: Have you ever stayed up 48 hours?

yea. completely accidentally at first, but at one point i thought "ha, I've come this far, I'm just gonna hold out" and then I did

13: Do you hate anyone at the moment?

hate is a strong word. that said, I suppose I might hate jack, cody, juan, and phoenix from school

14: Do you miss someone?

uhhhhh not really

15: Have any pets?

four cats and two dogs. three out of four cats are rescues

16: How exactly are you feeling at the moment?

throat hurts but overall feel the same as ever. which is to say, not much.

17: Ever made out in the bathroom?

no. do people do that???

18: Are you scared of spiders?

not really, unless they're actively on me. theyre fuzzy and adorable

19: Would you go back in time if you were given the chance?

....no. I don't want to forget to do something and regret it for the rest of eternity

20: Where was the last place you snogged someone?

im aroace

21: What are your plans for this weekend?

take care of neighbors cat and otherwise sleep

22: Do you want to have kids? How many?

no. might at some point tho, but adopted, and only if they're older. only one.

23: Do you have piercings? How many?

ears pierced, nothing else. only one

24: What is/are/were your best subject(s)?

art, english, math

25: Do you miss anyone from your past?

no. mostly because I've forgotten them. cue existential fear of forgetting childhood friends etc etc

26: What are you craving right now?

anything cold

27: Have you ever broken someone's heart?

not to my knowledge

28: Have you ever been cheated on?

never dated

29: Have you made a boyfriend/girlfriend cry?

nope

30: What's irritating you right now?

physical symptoms. am sick

31: Does somebody love you?

romantically? not to my knowledge. platonically? hopefully lol

32: What is your favourite color?

lavender. it took maybe four fifths of my life to figure that one out

33: Do you have trust issues?

if trusting too much counts, yeah

34: Who/what was your last dream about?

don't remember

35: Who was the last person you cried in front of?

probably random school people. I have issues with breaking down at school. usually can suppress it tho

36: Do you give out second chances too easily?

no, don't think so. if you break my trust I won't give it back easily

37: ls it easier to forgive or forget?

forget. don't mind how it's pretty much never optional for me

38: Is this year the best year of your life?

nOPE

39: How old were you when you had your first kiss?

older than I am now

40: Have you ever walked outside completely naked?

outside of my house? absolutely not

51: Favourite food?

actually do not know. crunchwraps from taco bell are very good. chow mein from panda express is VERY good. canned corned beef hash is great. that indian dish with the flatbread you dip in the spinach is v good.

52: Do you believe everything happens for a reason?

nope lol. some shit just happens

53: What is the last thing you did before you went to bed last night?

uhhhhh don't remember. probably listened to a YouTube video

54: Is cheating ever okay?

look man i'm aroace and barely even understand what attraction is. i'm not the guy to ask about this

55: Are you mean?

not intentionally

56: How many people have you fist fought?

a whopping 0, here's hoping it stays that way

57: Do you believe in true love?

nah. it's all a spectrum. how long love lasts may be longer than your lifetime, but I don't think it's infinite. then again never been in love so

58: Favourite weather?

thunderstorm. the dark kind

59: Do you like the snow?

literally never seen it irl

60: Do you wanna get married?

nope. unless it's for tax benefits

61: Is it cute when a boy/girl calls you baby?

no that is so gross imo. you are calling me an infant. but again aroace

62: What makes you happy?

no clue, it varies and isn't guaranteed

63: Would you change your name?

eh. maybe. it'd take some time to get used to, maybe wouldn't want to put in the effort

64: Would it be hard to kiss the last person you kissed?

I'd kiss fluffy the cat as many times as it took for her to understand its an affection thing

65: Your best friend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do?

panic

66: Do you have a friend of the opposite sex who you can act your complete self around?

yea. Ben D. he's great

67: Who was the last person of the opposite sex you talked to?

my brother probably

68: Who's the last person you had a deep conversation with?

depends what you call deep. if this counts than whoever's reading this

69: Do you believe in soulmates?

isn't this a repeat? either way no, not exclusive to individual people anyway

70: Is there anyone you would die for?

prolly most of my friends and my parents

#theeeeeere we go. every single question #didnt take as long as expected #also didn't go as deep as expected. tho prob would be different if i was literally ever in love or even capable of that #existenceunrelateds #ask #asks #ask game

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