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risingsuntarot · 7 months ago

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General Messages & Advice !!

⚠️TW Quick mention of s*icidal ideation⚠️

I honestly had no set plan for this reading negl so I kinda just pulled out some cards to describe the collective energies and give them some advice sorry if this is long !! This took me quite a while so any love would be greatly appreciated!! Thanks for reading 💜

Excuse any typos :+//

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Pile ONE

---Cards pulled---

Ace of cups/Queen of Coins/2 of Coins

---Clarification---

9 of Coins/7 of Coins/8 of Wands

I see you're able to either barely able hold onto your emotions and new beginnings or you manage them quite well no inbetween

Youre extremely intelligent, patient yet fast and direct, dedicated and multifaceted it may have taken a lot to get to this point although

Im sensing a lot of emotional sensitivity yet you are perceived as stone when you feel like glass

"Petite, Cute, Princess, Marilyn monroe, Dainty" maybe youre described as such?

Strong sense of justice and very dependable, able to maintain balance

Maybe you feel lost inside? S*icidal ideation ? Or loneliness is a big factor

Possible lack of belief in change and self confidence

Im getting Hopeless romantic or dissatisfaction in love life if im being honest

No inspiration for life :'+(

Unstable Family background or relationships

Youre extremely pessimistic arent you? Im so sorry but i feel genuine pain hurt and the urge to cry almost? But something wont allow me to

Suppressed emotions or memories :+((

---ORACLE/ADVICE---

Eagle "see from a higher perspective"

Air Gaurdian "Shift your perception"

Lord "Take charge with authority"

High Priest "Intend ans Create"

There is a need for the sun and nature for playing a huge part in your healing, maybe its seasonal depression or simply anxiety or the "no inspiration for life" thats here

Bed rot could be a thing

There is a need to release old habits desires and ego

Confide in a masculine figure in your life or a masculine figure sees your distress (Gender doesn't matter its all energy)

Protection is needed and maybe a nice cleanse, maybe a cedar bath?

Again seasonal depression is coming up lol

You could be either a pieces or one of the Air signs

Take pride in your appearance, in the card she has long flowing black hair and stunning eyes!! Piercings too? Specifically a left nose piercing

Over thinking/pondering lol

Possible past friends or connections have ended badly?

Opportunities will only open up when you open your eyes and see that what you choose to see in the world if what youll perceive and experience

Lord of the rings/DND/Elden Ring/LARPing?

Rams could be significant or Aries sign!!

Learn a new instrument!! Make more art but with your own style ? Maybe youre in a art achool that doesnt allow for much individuality? But being a proud ab your individuality here is important!!

Birds are an important sign here, look out for feathers, hawks or eagles!!

If youre indigenous/Native/Aboriginal you may be receiving an Eagle Feather from an elder or during ceremony?! What an honor oml

Willie Jack from reservation dogs Vibes !!

---Channeled Songs---

LVL up - David strickland, Drezus, Aspects, prognosis

This came on during writing the eagle feather bit a lyric that caught my attention was

"Been a problem, Still a problem

But problems are what you need to grow"

Runaway - Lil peep

"Everybody act like they care, Why the fuck do everybody act like they care"

When I'm Gone - Eminem

"Just know that I'm looking down on you smiling

And I didn't feel a thing,

So, baby, don't feel no pain

Just smile back"

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PILE TWO

---Cards pulled---

The hermit/Knight of wands/8 of wands

---Clarification---

9 of cups/The Empress/Strength

Im getting like lost rebellion? And being unhealed and hurt inside from past trauma's specifically abandonment, neglect or betrayal from authority figures or those you had trusted

Feeling empty and misguided despite only trusting yourself, and no one seems to want to listen to your advice/experiences leading you to feel isolated and forgotten in a way?

Maybe you're a party animal, possible drinker and/or just popular/known in social settings

There is heavy overindulgence in emotionally fufilling things, specifically overspending and maybe other possible addictions (sleep, food, drugs etc)

Mother/Feminine figure is very important in your life

You look to them for approval of many things but they may have been not caring about your emotional needs or satisfaction rather they cared more about your hidden strengths and "beast inside" ?? Or even how "weak" they perceived you, they may have been disappointed at your strengths and abilities, n maybe they put you in some kind of martial arts or boxing despite your disinterest in it?

Quick to move on from situations!! Yet indecision and regret is coming through Strongly

Impatient with skills and talents that dont turm out they way you wanted so perfectionist type vibes

You are a clear communicator but tend to be rather impulsive with decisions or say one thing and do a completely different thing

Extreme harshness towards oneself and heavy judgement too :+(

Feeling exposed? Like all eyes are on you yet you dont want them

I feel a facade of confidence but there is true confidence coming through by the tiniest bit? yet it's heavily based on the feminine figures perspective in your life one with authority also your own perspective on yourself

Lots of self hatred and anger

Family oriented, getting protective yet detached energy tho

Cancer by my chemical romance came on so that song may be relevant?

---ORACLE/ADVICE---

Wise One "Grow within your current situation"

Mountains "Stand your ground"

Stargazer "Set your sights higher"

Direction guardian "Choose your path"

Owls maybe significant to you and other avians such as ravens

The wise one card depicts a woman with feathers in her gray hair, description of someone possibly?

Also a crescent moon is atop the owls head so maybe Athena or Greek mythology is important to you

I sense there was a lot of hardship in your life, ups and downs, peaks and valleys yet you choose to persevere and stay strong

I see you have may have been passed down a gift having to do with dreams, keep a journal and look into meanings of those dreams!! Also maybe astrology is something you love to look into or have an interest in ?

Although something is blocking this gift from its fullest potential i believe there is healing or a cycle to be closed off before youre allowed to fully tap into it !! It'll take time and work on your part

As of now you have many choices to make in many areas of life, youre heavily protected by your guides and loved ones, the direction guardian is depicted with a Seraphim as described by the hebrew prophet Ezekiel!!

Specifically in Ezekiel 28:11-19 is where the seraphim is described

You have choices, this card is to remind you that YOU have the power of your own path and direction

---Channeled Songs---

Cancer - MCR

"Baby I'm just soggy from the chemo

But counting down the days to go

It just ain't living

And I just hope you know

That if you say (if you say)

Good-bye today (good-bye today)

I'd ask you to be true (I'd ask you to be true)

'Cause the hardest part of this

Is leaving you"

No place to hide - Korn

"Some will look at the time I looked back into my life

You wanna touch me to see what's in my eyes

Why do you make me remember my hate, all this shame?

Don't you hate me? Sometimes"

I-E-A-I-A-I-O - SOAD

"Mine delusions acquainted,

Bubbles erotica,

Plutonium wedding rings,

Icicles stretching,

Bicycles, shoestrings,

One flag, flaggy but one,

Painting the paintings of the alive."

Although this seems like nonsense many fans believe its abbreviations or like code!! Soo...

M D E = Media and so on

The sentence comes together as:

"Media back-end power is bullshit, opposing force for the power of propaganda"

Stole this^^^ from genuis btw lmao

Theres the "lost rebel" part lol

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PILE THREE

---Cards pulled---

2 of swords/The Chariot/10 of Wands

---Clarification---

Ace of Swords/Knave of Coins/6 of wands

I feel more a message for this pile? And i do apologize but it is quite shorter than the rest but I will try my best to deliver both tho

You seem to be a very balanced person with clear morals and judgement, you have an ability to see all shades of gray in a black and white world maybe you work in the justice system? Or are dealing with the justice system ?And this stresses you out greatly yet you maintain hope for all that you see and deal with even if you see repeating injustices to those around you

Maybe PTSD is a factor here too, overthinking your own trauma or others

Anyways despite your position here you choose this pile for a reason !! You offer people truth and often give closure to cycles that needed to end

With the 2 of coins tho i think there is some imbalance between what you can and cannot do ? If that makes sense, like you can heal others or give them justice but cannot do the same for yourself :+(

Anyways the message i sense from this pile is pretty straight forward, you are giving someone (or yourself!!) the chance or closure to heal once more and whatever you may be waiting for is coming in quite quick although I feel there may be someone who may come in to sabotage the whole thing so be careful about who you choose to reveal this information to

They may offer a trade of some sort?

A deal, hush money or simply intimidation

Up your protection and be aware of fake friends yet still remain hopeful about the outcome because i see it turning out in your favor

---ORACLE/ADVICE---

Snake "Shed old skin"

Protection Guardian "Drop your Shields"

Winter "Take care of your needs"

High Priestess "Harness mystic power"

Again straightforward, beware of fake Friends and deals with strings attached my advice here is to up your protection and stand your ground!!

Drop your gaurd with those who you KNOW you can trust, you may need ro let out some stresses and emotions? Because the card winter is all about needs and hibernation so sleep well, eat and take some time to relax !!

Also might be an indication that whatever this situation is it may have happened in the winter/colder months

While in this time of self care and healing strengthen your knowledge and strengths learn how to master them !!

Your dreams and own special psychic gifts are important and potent !! Use them for yourself at this moment in time use that healing energy for yourself

Have confidence in yourself and know and own your protection because again you are heavily protected at this time you will most likely know who to stay away from very soon

Follow you intuition and what it tells you !!

---Channeled Songs---

The bird and the worm - The Used

[Whispered Post-Chorus] "Don't tell on me, don't tell on me. No, don't you tell on me, please. It's okay, don't tell on me, please..."

I find it interesting that its not the actual audible lyrics but if you listen to the song this is what the whispers are saying so...take it as it resonates

Spiders - SOAD

"Approaching guiding light

Our shallow years in fright

Dreams are made, winding through my head"

Bad dreams might be significant to you? Please try to relax good things are coming !!

Mama - MCR

"You should have raised a baby girl

I should've been a better son

If you could coddle the infection

They can amputate at once

You should've been

I could have been a better son"

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Pile Four

---Cards pulled---

5 of cups/4 of wands/Knave of coins

---Clarification---

8 of wands/6 of cups/Knave of wands

I believe there currently is dissatisfaction with your love life or offers within love at this moment or even just impatiently waiting for your current partner/interest to "make a move"

There isnt a lot of hope or faith in the connection on your part but i do see this person is interested they just operate differently and have some concerns

Mostly having to do with being used for their material gain, name position and/or authority

They do see this connection quite successful but they hate being put on a pedestal, due to this they wont have the guts to come forward if they do!! It will most likely be impulsive or very confusing and indirect which might leave both of yous flustered mainly them

This might be over drinks because my face is warming up lol

They see you as the four of wands and 6 of cups what a wonderful pair of cards together!!

But they see your disappointment and or pulling away from their energy which is turning them off easily but they still have their eyes on you

They have no time to be a chaser or to be chased this person is quite serious in their relationships so dont play childish games, play stupid games and win stupid prizes right?

They have come to a decision on their own but its also up to them when this information is revealed to you directly

Also there seems to be a sort of distrust with relationships on either sides which needs to be addressed before hand

Communication maybe be an issue

---ORACLE/ADVICE---

Medicine Guardian "Be open to healing information"

Elder "Healing through lineage"

Peacekeeper "Harmonious resolution is possible"

Lady "enjoy growth a reap rewards"

I feel like time is needes to open up tp yourself and heal some issues on your side first, become the best possible version you can before you can move on with this

I see that this connection may heal cycles in your family and generational trauma possibly?

Its your job to keep cool despite the circumstances now and remember to mediate and that peace is always an option. Not every battle is worth fighting

However this goes you will be happy with what you see in the mirroe nonetheless!! Enjoy your hardwork and healed state

---Channeled Songs---

Fed Up - Ghostmane

"I'm fed up with the fame

I'm sick of reading my name in any other way than I intended

Fed up with all of these motherfuckers misunderstandin' me

I'm fed up with the ones that try to say you a fan of me

But then they turn their back and mothafuckers abandon me

You think I'm sitting high with everything, but now can't you see?

I'm livin' in reality, a struggle, not fantasy

I'm in a million-dollar couch, back then I was in a van"

No you girls - Franz Ferdinand

"Sometimes I say stupid things

But I think, well, I mean I

Sometimes I think the stupidest things

Because I never wonder

Oh, how the girl feels

Oh, how the girl feels"

Driven Under - Seether

"Must be something on your mind

Something lost for me to find

Do you know I'm faking?"

I feel this is more the distrust with their previous relationship possibly?

Also this lyric

"We have to succumb to the feelings we can never face

I need you, I breathe you

I can't go through this all again

We have to succumb to the feelings we can never face

I need you, I breathe you

I can't go through this"

Also pile 3 may have some messages?? I accidentally typed pile three for this one? :+//

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toychest321 · 8 months ago

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While I was looking into Fulla dolls, I found out another Muslim fashion doll was released around the same time!

Meet Razanne! (And be prepared for a loooooong deep dive under the Keep Reading lol)

From what I've been able to piece together from various sources, she was created by Palestinian-American Ammar Saadeh and his wife Noor in 1996, being initially launched through the internet before more publicly advertised to Middle-Eastern and American audiences in 2004. Their goal was to show Muslim girls that "what matters is what's inside you, not how you look" (quoted from an interview with Greensoboro News and Record). They wanted to give them a role model with an emphasis on education and religion, while also having a career! To reflect the diversity of the global Muslim ummah, each of her dolls came in three variants: Pakistani-Indian (olive skin w/ dark hair), Black (dark skin w/ dark hair), and Caucasian (fair skin w/ fair hair).

While unfortunately she's no longer in production, the WayBack machine has a record of all her dolls released through the Noorart website! Each doll listing also includes additional information to educate on Islamic culture!

First there's Schoolgirl Razanne, whose listing reads:

"Razanne loves school and is all ready with her bright red book bag to join her friends in class. For your information…Traditional uniforms are worn by schoolgirls in Islamic schools. In addition to the usual subjects, students also study the Arabic language and the Qur'an - the Muslim Holy Book."

Next we have Teacher Razanne, whose listing reads:

"What is a more honorable and specialized career than education? Our teacher Razanne comes full equipped with lap top computer, briefcase and all the necessary items for school. For your information... Many Muslim girls study to become educators. Two-piece suits with jacket and skirt are popular styles for Muslim women who work outside the home as teachers or other professionals."

There's Playday Razanne, who unlike the prior two came with no accessories, her listing reads:

"Dressing modestly doesn't keep Razanne from having fun! On the playground, Razanne plays in her scarf and a loose fitting jumper that gives her lots of room to run and jump. For your information... Dressing modestly doesn't prevent Muslim girls from having fun outdoors! Whether biking, skating, on the playground or at the park children manage to have fun no matter where they are!"

We also have a Muslim Scout Razanne, who came with a free audiotape of Muslim Scout Cheers and a preview of We Love Muhammad! Her listing reads:

"'I'm honest, kind and trustworthy.' Muslim Scouts' organizations all over the world help build character and skills for success in this life and the next. Razanne wears her merit badges and awards earned for community service, Islamic behavior and Qur'an memorization. Respect for Allah, parents and all members of the community are a top priority with Razanne. For your information…like all Scout troops, Muslim Scouts are encouraged to excel in personal attributes such as honesty, cooperation and leadership as well as taking an active part in community service and environmental protection."

Next up there's Eid Mubarak Razanne, which came two different color variants for her outfit, her listing reading:

"Razanne is all ready to celebrate the Muslim holiday. Dressed in her new floral fashions of pink or blue, Razanne has Eid cards addressed to all her friends and is ready to deocorate the party with balloons. The perfect Eid gift for any girl! For your information… Muslims celebrate two major festivals each year. One is the Eid Al Fitr following the month-long fast of Ramadan. A second holiday occurs during the annual Pilgrimage to Makkah. Children and adults look forward to these two special days with great anticipation. Before the Eid the entire family goes out shopping for new clothes to wear for Eid Day. Early Eid morning the family meets with other members of the community for an Eid Prayer then disperse to family gatherings and other celebrations. Children are often given gifts of toys or money and families exchange delectable sweets that differ according to the region in which they live. Muslims exchange greetings of Eid Mubarak,"Eid Congratulations", Eid Saeed, "Happy Eid" and wish each other a coming year full of God's blessings. Kul 'am wa anta bi khair!"

I wasn't able to find any other images for Prayer Razanne like the others unfortunately, and apparently she came with accessories too! Her listing reads:

"Allahu Akbar! God is the Greatest! It's time to pray and Razanne is ready! When it's time for prayer, many Muslim girls cover their everyday clothes with these traditional two-piece garments and stand to pray on colorful prayer rugs. We receive so many letters from customers that tell us that Razanne usually joins the family for salah! For your information… when it's time for prayer, many Muslim girls cover their everyday clothes with these traditional two-piece garments and stand to pray on colorful prayer rugs. Muslim women may pray in congregation at the Mosque but it is often more convenient to pray the five daily prayers at home."

And finally we have In And Out Razanne, whose listing reads:

"In and Out Razanne comes with a two-piece fashion set for wear inside and outside the home. At home Razanne loves to dress in all the latest fashions. In a minute she can be ready to go out with this traditional jilbaab coat. Razanne helps Muslim girls understand that in the home they can be the ultimate fashion statement yet still have attractive attire while dressing modestly outside the home. For your information…Razanne helps Muslim girls understand that in the home they can be the ultimate fashion statement yet still have attractive attire while dressing modestly outside the home."

I'm honestly so glad I found this, because doing research into this doll has been a blast! I love the vintage vibes of her outfits with the patterns and color choices, and it makes me really happy seeing this doll being used as an educational tool for Islamic culture and practices!

Thank you to limbedolls.blogspot.com, emel.com, Greensboro News and Record, and "Framing Muslims" by Peter Morey and Amina Yaqin for the information that went into this long-ass post!

Ramadan Kareem!

#long post #dolls #dollblr #razanne doll #muslim dolls

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ofmdrecaps · 4 months ago

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07/18-19/2024 Daily OFMD Recap

TLDR; Rhys & Rosie; Samba Schutte; David Jenkins; Taika Waititi; #FirstMateFriday: Con O'Neill; Vico Ortiz; Linds Cantrell; Alex Sherman & Alyssa Lane; Kristian Nairn; Rachel House; Erroll Shand; Jes Tom; WBD Status; ; Fan Spotlight: Cast Cards; Stede & Ed; Our Flag Means Fanfiction; Love Notes ; Daily Darby / Today's Taika;

Hey crew, sorry for the delay. I was going to finish yesterday's recap this morning, and then my draft got nuked again due to my computer crashing, so yeah two day it is!

== Rhys & Rosie ==

Rhys and Rosie are out at the AllBlacks Rubgy game! They're super excited for AoNZ vs Fiji!

Source: Rhys & Rosie's Instagram Stories

== Samba Schutte ==

So some of the news that came out of Florida Supercon last weekend was Samba revealed in a panel that there was supposed to be an official OFMD Podcast and it was in the works until WBD said they "ran out of money". You can read the Full Article here

== David Jenkins ==

Chaos dad came out and had some commentary as well regarding it-- and Samba had more to add.

Source: David Jenkins' Twitter

== Taika Waititi ==

Taika out and about!

Source: Rosie Matheson's Instagram

Annnd Taika just being goofy!

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The associated Press released another interview with Taika and Jemaine!

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and yet ANOTHER interview with Taika and Jemaine, this time with Brad Gilmore!

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Source: Brad Gilmore's Instagram

== First Mate Friday: Con O'Neill ==

There's a new trend this week! Folks on twitter have started up #FirstMateFriday in honor of Con O'Neill! There are so very many lovely tributes to him! I was only able to fit a few in, but they're all beautiful, and full of so much heartfelt love, and I'm sure he is out there basking in it all right now! Thank you to everyone who sent him some love today (and thank you to the lovely folks below for letting me share them!) Also, special thanks to RudestFish on twitter for coming up with this love fest for Con!

Source: RudestFish's Twitter

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Source: wndrngnomad's Twitter

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== Alex Sherman and Alyssa Lane ==

Our beloved writers/co-producers Alex and Alyssa were out in Mexico City! So nice to see them out and having fun again!

Source: Alex Sherman's Instagram

Alex also popped in to appreciate our darling @fidisart on twitter!

Source: Fidisart's Twitter

== Long Post is Long, Lots under the Cut ==

== Vico Ortiz ==

Vico wants to wish everyone a Happy #NonMonogamyVisibility Week! They shared a lot about their history with polyamory and lots of Garlic Soup on their Instagram Stories as well!

Source: Vico's Instagram

== Linds Cantrell ==

Lindsey Cantrell is the biggest sweetheart by the way and she's been so happy to be interacting with everyone in the OFMD community-- it was just nice to see her feeling included and loved (she shared this on her IG Story). If you don't already follow her on IG, please do, she always has super cool stuff to share, even if it's not OFMD related. <3

Source: Linds Cantrell's Instagram

== Rachel House ==

Rachel was out seeing Bob Tidicue!

Source: Rachel House's Instagram Stories

== Erroll Shand ==

New Episode yesterday of The Twelve on Binge!

Source: Binge's Instagram

== Jes Tom ==

Jes was featured on the "GOOD BOYS" Podcast: Episode 2: Model Behavior! Wanna listen in? You can check out their linktree.

Source: For Them's Instagram

Some photos from Jes' recent comedy show with Tessa Skara: Corporate Pride.

Source: TessaFuckinSkara's Instagram

== Kristian Nairn ==

Kristian is the special guest at Van Love Fest in Elvington Airfield, York!

Source: Kristian Nairn's Instagram

== WBD News ==

So many of our crewmates on twitter have been highlighting some big news with WBD. It sounds like they may actually be doing a split in the upcoming future. Lot of articles below with more info.

Warner Bros Discovery drafts break-up plan

Warner Bros. Discovery might split itself into two pieces

Cord Cutting Today Warner Bros. Discovery Selling Max? Here is What We Know

Why Warner Bros. Discovery Stock Jumped 15% This Week

David Zaslav's Come To Jesus Moment

Sources: Meowzawowza, Never Left Podcast, Ashley (seven_sugars), MrButtons294 on Twitter

== Trends ==

Always nice to see!

Source: Never Left Podcast's Twitter

== Fan Spotlight ==

= Cast Cards =

Naureemum S. was another one of the stand-ins in OFMD according to https://ofmd-crew.com/ - Thank you to @melvisik for giving her a spotlight!

Source: @melvisik's Twitter

== Our Flag Means Fanfiction ==

Are you going to be at San Diego Comic Con on July 25-28? Well keep an eye out for these free bookmarks from Our Flag Means Fanfiction!

Source: Our Flag Means Fanfiction Instagram

== Love Notes ==

Hey there lovelies! I hope the end to your week was good to you! A lots happened in the last 48 hrs, and I apologize I'm so late sharing some of it. Please let me know if I missed anything! I love how much people are really stepping up the love for cast members after all the Emmy stuff that went down. I see everyone just aggressively (I say affectionatly) loving so many of them and it's so heart-warming and uplifting. I've said it before, and I'll say it again, but your love and kindness is so incredibly impactful. You may never get to see the fruits of your love (although the cast and crew does tend to show us they hear us) but know that every little bit builds up. Maybe someone was having a bad day, and seeing how much we love them gave them that extra boost to get through it-- you never know! There is an old greek proverb: "A society grows great when [folks] plant trees whose shade they know they shall never sit in."

That is really true about kindness and support and love too. You are sowing the seeds and roots of a better tomorrow, even if you yourself never get to see the branches and fruit that love produces.

Never let the harshness of the world dim your light lovelies. Your kindness and love moves mountains tiny bits at a time.

I hope you all have a wonderful, fairly uneventful weekend (unless you want it to be eventful!) and get some good rest <3

== Daily Darby / Tonight's Taika ==

There is no theme tonight! Just Rhys being ridiculously hot, and Meow blessing us with this adorable Taika smile. Happy belated Meow Day! Rhys Gif by @ofmd-ann and Taika Gif by @blakbonnet!

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cosmic-ghost-hermit · 5 months ago

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Past Life Reading

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Decks used are the Archetype Oracle, the Anime Tarot, and the Starseed Oracle.

This reading will go over one of your Past Lives and how it affects your current incarnation. Remember reincarnation isn't linear and there are other planets with life on them. HAPPY FULL MOON IN CAPRICORN!! Take what resonates and leave the rest behind but always be open to new experiences!

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PILE ONE

Astrology: Taurus, Cancer, Scorpio

Past Life Song: Pale Blue Dot by TWRP

Current Life Song: 3 Strange Days by School Of Fish

Vibes: Black, white, ocean blue, pearl, moldavite, coral reef, seagulls, gold rings, gray hair, globe, strong aura, childlike wonder, peanuts, almonds, sunflower seeds, Zues, Posideon

Cards: The Fool, The Hierophant, Queen of Cups, Justice, The One, The Seed, Perspective, Child of the Cosmos

Welcome, pile one! I am feeling some kind of royalty from this previous life. I think you were a spiritual leader in this life too or you were very involved with spirituality. I think you were probably really superstitious and trusted the divine more than you trusted humans. You had a strong faith in tradition and routine. I see this is a huge contrast to your current life. In this previous life, you were very connected with your guides. I see you could probably communicate with them easily and often. You have many sea spirits that look after you that you connected to in this past life. They followed you because of how much spiritual work you did in this past life. I see in this life you were guided by your living ancestors into the role you took. You had to learn that walking a path for the sake of the collective is a high honor and it is not a role for the weak. You had to give up a lot of opportunities that would have been for selfish gain for the sake of others. You have lots of built-up anger from this past life of sacrifice. You were extremely noble in this past life. In your current life, this behavior still pops up from time to time. You are learning how to serve yourself over serving others. I see you have some people-pleaser tendencies that leak into this life. You are still meant to be spiritual but you are also meant to learn about your own opinions/morals and hold them above the beliefs of the many. I see in this life you are finding your own moral compass. I see you have been betrayed by mentors you thought you could trust with everything. They withheld information that would have been extremely helpful if you had known ahead of time. I see that your parents were not kind to you. Despite these hardships' you still have a pure heart. Except now you are more capable of ruthlessness. Be ruthless in your morals. Serve justice out on a silver plater so your enemies look at their reflection while they face your wrath. In this life, you will release the anger you held from the last. You must be selfish. You must harness your wrath. Seek truth. Do not follow without knowing why you follow.

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PILE TWO

Astrology: Libra, Aquarius, Leo

Past Life Song: Run Boy Run by Woodkid

Current Life Song: Being Real is the New Fake by Toni Jones

Vibes: Mint green, lavender, pink, gold, painting, flower crown, lightning, Celtic knots, ribbon, modesty, alchemy, museums, strawberry, smoking, drinking, dive bars, Hermes, Persephone

Cards: The Empress, The World, Death, 2 of Swords, The Creator, The Riddle, You're Not Alone, Cracked Open

Hello, pile two! I see you were a traveler in this specific past life. I see you traveled in style and luxury. You didn't start in luxury though. You earned it. You worked hard for the opportunities you gained. I see you had to jump many obstacles that didn't make much sense, in the moment. Some of them were difficult for you to pass but others were a breeze. I think you were a pilot for the military. You earned many awards while in service. You saw the most beautiful sights in situations that didn't allow you to appreciate them. You lost so many friends to a nasty war. This made you feel really alone. After you finished serving in the military, I think you became an airline pilot. This allowed you to be in the sky and make more friends along the way. I see you enjoying tourism and seeing the sights. You got to experience so many different cultures and learned to love every part of the planet for its different aspects. I see you took many lovers in your travels but never settled down. You picked up a creative hobby in your travels. I see maybe a martial art also became a hobby of yours in this life. You learned in that life that humans can be scary and life can be hell but you also learned that humans are wonderfully creative and life can be heaven. You had the pleasure of seeing every part of what it is like to be alive. The good and the bad. In your current life, I see you still are quite creative. You pull a lot of inspiration from other cultures. I feel you miss the sky a lot. You might create lots of art relating to the sky. In this life, you are learning how to connect with your fellow humans. You traveled so much in your past life, this definitely made it hard to make permanent connections. Now you must adjust to stay grounded and learn to live in mostly one spot. Don't fret though. You will still travel spiritually. Your soul is a free one and needs to see the stars once more.

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PILE THREE

Astrology: Sagittarius, Virgo, Pisces

Past Life Song: Sunday Candy by Nico Segal

Current Life Song: Live Your Life by MIKA

Vibes: Cyan, periwinkle, peach, orange, butterflies, Jupiter, Saturn, tigers-eye, winter, sports, yen coins, peregrine falcon, feminity, Hestia, Hera

Cards: Page of Wands, 10 of Cups, 5 of Pentacles, 4 of Swords, Agape, Gnosis, You're Not For Everyone, The Void

Hey there, pile three! Welcome to your reading. I see in this past life you were a romantic. You were perhaps a mother in this life or you took the role of one to your community. You had an abundance of love that you handed out like candy. I see you were very spiritual and read many religious texts in your spare time but this wasn't something you shared like your love. You supported many youngins in their dreams but never got to fulfill your own. You were too busy making food for your children and community. You were planning events and hosting parties for your family reunions. You were the glue that held together your loved ones. I see you went under-appreciated a lot of the time but you were immensely respected by everyone you knew. Even when you grew old you still had the heart of a spry little one. It surprised everyone how active of a person you were. I see you lived a loooooong life. You learned how to lead and how to see the love everywhere you went. In this life, you are meant to fulfill the dreams you couldn't in the last one. I see you seeking knowledge. Maybe you are a student. I see you putting aside your studies to help teach others. Old habits die hard I guess. Make sure you are spending your current life on yourself. Your community was assisted enough in your previous life. You definitely reincarnated into the same family. I see you have both a grand trine or a grand square in your astral chart. Allow yourself to learn for the sake of you. Learn that selfishness isn't as evil as people say it is. I hope you find the information you are looking for in this life. Your soul is determined to gain knowledge so allow it to learn. Allow yourself to be an oddity. Allow yourself to be the black sheep that isn't understood. You don't have to take the same role you took in your last life. You can serve yourself. You should be your priority.

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PILE FOUR

Astrology: Capricorn, Aries, Gemini

Past Life Song: Discovery Album by Daft Punk (yes the whole album)

Current Life Song: Me@U by Middle Milk

Vibes: Soft pink, rainbows, yellow, owl, pyramid, egg, horns, mountains, quartz, karma, star clusters, long hair, short bangs, malachite, copper, Sirius, mental health issues, Iris, Apollo

Cards: The Devil, Queen of Swords, Ace of Pentacles, 8 of Wands, The Vision, The Starborn, Messenger, Star Ancestors

Hey there, pile four. Welcome to your past life reading! You had it pretty rough in your past life. You spent a lot of it seeing weird visions and remembering other worlds. I see you could have been suffering from intense mental health issues. You were most likely hospitalized for a lot of your previous life. Your body was chained to earth but your mind was elsewhere. Your soul was being pulled into the astral realm by your guides and ancestors. Meanwhile, your body was facing incarceration. You could have other past lives on other planets and your last life consisted mostly of your soul adjusting to Earth's energy. Your soul is not new at all but it is semi-new to Earth. You were learning how wild Earth can be. You had to acclimate to the lower vibrations. There is nothing wrong with low vibrations by the way. They were just different than what you were used to. I see in this life you still have crazy dreams and visions. You are really attuned to the spirit realm. You are just now experiencing Earth for the first time consciously. You are meant to be a seer on earth while simultaneously learning all you can about what it is like to be human. You serve as a messenger for those who don't have the skill to hear the spirit realm as well as you do. You are learning very fast that it is rough out here. You are just starting to feel the weight of karmic connections. You will be learning a lot here but your main mission is to bring as much harmony and balance as possible to Earth. You understand how sick Earth is right now and it hurts you to think about but you have the wisdom to help her feel better. You have the wisdom to assist humans. It is hidden in your soul, friend. This is an opportunity to heal her and her citizens. I know it is tough out here and I'm really sorry that it is. I wish you could have had a warmer welcome but this is a fantastic opportunity.

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Andrei Nolan NSFW Alphabet

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Andrei is a sucker for cuddling. Would lay on his back with your head on his chest calming down from the intense moment.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He likes his arms, the muscles he has built up over the years of serving in the military makes it easier to manhandle you into positions that he likes.

He loves your thighs; squeezing, pinching, gripping all of it! Would deem it an honor to be suffocated by them.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Deep in you for sure! If you’re not into that then he’ll pull out and cum on your entrance.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He fantasizes about a threesome with the two of you and Makarov. The thought of you between the two of them makes him feral.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Pretty average experience, knows a good deal about the body to give you more pleasure.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Mating press. Being able to manhandle you into the position while guaranteeing he can cum deep into you while getting a good view of your face.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Mid-serious, he doesn’t have much time due to being second in command so he cherishes the time he has with you. Will still laugh if something humorous happens.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Keeps it trimmed, not overly bushy but not clean-shaven.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He looks at you like you hung the stars. Worships you and your body like it’s his last day on earth.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Not often due to his schedule, will send videos of himself doing it though to let you know that you’re on his mind.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Power-play, rigging, praise with hidden degradation, choking, brat taming, edging, and overstimulation.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Bedroom, but won’t complain if you end up in a closet or bathroom stall.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Seeing you in tight clothes.His main motivation is seeing you in his shirt and a pair of tight booty shorts.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Anything that could endanger your life if not well versed. Gunplay, knifeplay, choke collars. Does not like you not being able to communicate with him.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Is a mix of both, loves seeing you on your knees infront of him. But enamored by your taste, loves being crushed by your thighs when he does.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Likes to start slow, then builds it up until the bed starts to roughly shake like your thighs would be afterwards.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Sees them as a godsend. With how busy he is he loves releasing stress with his beautiful partner.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Only after research is done, does not like to try something new without seeing the risks and benefits.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

About three rounds, this Aussie man has the endurance to make them last a while though.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Sees toys as a plus, loves seeing how much pleasure he can get from you with a vibrator.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Is a fair teaser, knows that you will have to wait for him to have a chance to get away long enough.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Grunts and groans, talks you through it, occasionally moans if he is overstimulated. Has whimpered before when you take control and tease him for a while.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Used to have a Prince Albert piercing, removed it when he enlisted though for safety reasons.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Muscular body with a short, thick cock. Average length but nicely thick to stretch you.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Pretty normal, gets pent up if he doesn’t release about three times a week.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards

When he is done comforting you he dozes off after about ten minutes.

#cod modern warfare #call of duty #andrei nolan #cod smut #cod mw3 #cod x reader

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pinkmoondoll9shihtzu · 4 months ago

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i'll try to keep it short but earlier today as the new moon was .5 degree from being exact i suddenly felt called to go stare at the pond down the street and meditate. So as i was standing there feeling deeply serene gazing intently at turtles sticking their heads above the water's surface a lady approached me. She was very beautiful and asked me if there were any good ponds for fishing around here but a little more remote than this. She's visiting from a different state so I was trying to direct her to some good ones when the conversation started turning uhh Mystical

Like it just really effortlessly flowed and i am absolutely NOT one to bring up subjects of that nature to strangers or even really my friends unless im 100% sure they're down. But this woman was like so gentle yet curious , so clearheaded and cohesive in what she was saying, it's like we were pulling from the exact same sources and i didn't really have to explain anything to her she just understood, we went talked for so long we went really deep into topics i never talk to ANYone about irl, but there was no vibe of oversharing like it was an equal back and forth with a lot of respect and boundaries,

i;m not even kidding it started to feel like i was in a dream. Like i was talking to an angel or something. She was really psychic she even said at one point "You're like the Queen of Swords!" which is the first tarot card i pulled in my new moon spread today .. She said a lot of really validating things that i needed to hear and i think i did the same for her ..

When it was time to leave we even hugged like. it was just pure serendipity i had to cry for a while afterwards because it felt like such a release in a way i'm not used to. I go to that park like 3x a week but no one has ever talked to me there. Although i'm happy with my life right now sometimes i do really long for real world conversations like that to happen where i'm not feeling like the teacher but talking to someone i'm at the same level with, effortless reciprocity and understanding. It was the first time in so SO long i felt i could just be fully authentic & unmasked with someone irl.

Her name was Misty and she is beautifull....Thank you Misty for finding me today <3 I didnt get her number or anything because i felt it was meant to be left at a chance encounter. Standing next to the water while the new moon peaked, it was an honor & a faith-restoring moment i'll take w me forevs ..

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bengals-barnesbabe · 6 months ago

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Pairing: Joe Burrow x Singer!FemReader

Summary: When the secret relationship between a famous singer and a popular quarterback is revealed no one could be happier. But when lyrics to an unreleased song are released, the strength of their relationship is questioned and tested when fans, reporters and exes start coming into the mix. Will you get your happy ending or is this the beginning of the end?

Chapter 13: 'i love you, goodnight' tour

#Track9 Masterlist

Warnings: 18+, mentions of sex, foul language.

Part One🖤

Word Count: 1.2k

Anxiety courses through your veins like hot lava as you wait for your name to be announced. You haven't done a live appearance like this since before you and Joe went public with your relationship, not one with an audience that is. During rehearsals Jimmy reassured you that it would be more fun than stressful, but that does not include the buildup to it. Usually you’d be texting or talking to Joey right now but he’s knee deep in meetings across the country so thats not an option. So its just you and your nerves.

“For tonight’s musical guest, we have the incredibly talented and beautiful Venus, she will be singing her latest single off of her new album ‘Tell Me You Love Me,’ everyone allow me to introduce Venus to the stage.”

I guess that’s my cue.

Walking out to the lively applause and the smiling host helps you shed some of the nervousness that plagued you earlier. You and Jimmy share a quick hug before turning towards the audience and smiling and waving back.

“Venus, everyone. Wow, they might love you more than me.” He jokes as you both take your seats.

“Well, I love everyone here equally.” You wink at the audience causing a wave of laughter. “Thank you so much for having me, Jimmy.”

“The pleasure is all mine, the last time you were here you had just won your first grammy’s and there was someone else with you backstage that we’re missing today.” He lightly smirked. Fantastic start right.

“Its crazy that it was only a little over a year ago when my life completely changed. Then even more so in the last few weeks, everything is absolutely insane and I wouldn't wish for it any other way.” You widely grinned, dusting off the last part of his question.

“Thats great,” he says then pulls up a photo of you at the SuperBowl. “You surprised everyone when you joined Usher at this year’s SuperBowl, tell us how this came about.”

Your eyes crinkled up as the memory flooded your brain. “Of course, so for those who don’t know Usher is one of the big industry people that discovered me way back when, so he’s been like my mentor ever since. He called me in about November and told me that he was going to

headlining it and I was ecstatic for him. It was about time we had an Atlanta centered show, and then he asked me if I wanted to join him. I immediately said yes, like Usher just asked me to perform with him, I don't care what stage we’re on or even the fact that I know him personally. The man is an absolute legend and it was an honor to share the stage with him. Being apart of his surprise guests was so exciting and I was starstruck the entire time.”

“Thats incredible, you were amazing up there and I hope we see you headlining it someday.” He winked.

“Who knows what the future holds.” You chuckled.

Then a picture of you and a certain someone shows up on the screen behind you cause the audience to start hollering and your face to heat up a bit. “Oh what do we have here, I have no idea how that got up there.” You smiled then shook your head.

“I’m just going to ask the question and see how far you want to go. How did this happen, where did this romance come from?” He says hiding his face behind his cards.

“God, I’d like to say that I don’t know, but that’s not true. You can thank LSU for that, we met at the beginning of our senior year and became really fast friends. There was always some kind of attraction on both ends, but we didn’t do anything about that until two years later. And we’ve been together ever since.”

“That’s cute, you guys look great together. So were together during your first appearance?”

“Yea, he was backstage with me trying to stop me from freaking out about performing for y'all.” Everyone cracked up at that one.

“I don’t know how you could be nervous about this, you are absolutely killing it. Now lets talk about the album, this track 9 controversy, what happened?”

“My lack of media training happened,” you huffed. “Im joking, but not really. I was really excited to put out this project and even more ready to actually show the world who I dedicated it to. I worked on this album for a really long time, it was like journaling an adventure and the hardest part was finding a way to condense 5 years into one album. In the end, we were all satisfied with what we made then what I thought was going to be a fun little peak at track 9 turned into absolute chaos.”

“For a few weeks, it seemed like every media outlet could not stop talking about this song and really giving Joe a bad rep in the process.”

“One that wasn’t deserved at all. Joe was such a good sport through the whole thing because he’s such a laid back guy. While I was basically preparing for war, he was the one calming me down about it. Everything was so fresh to the outside world that people just took it to an extreme that it was no where near. When artists release a body of work, I think fans skip past the time element. That particular song was written before I was even signed, I was still working my regular 9 to 5 in Louisiana and using songwriting as a way to cope with my feelings. And its extremely dramatized. For something to be entertaining that might be banal to most, you amp it up and Track 9 was taken from a 4 to a 10 in one session. By the time we were putting together this album, Leon Thomas III, absolutely incredible musician and producer, heard it and decided to rework it. When he was finished, everyone in the room was in love with it, we almost made it a single.”

“Its funny how things like that happen. Before we let you go and hit that stage, give us a little about the song you will be performing in a bit.”

“Absolutely, earlier this week I released ‘Prayer for the Broken’ as a single because I wanted to be able to give to communities that are struggling right now. This song is about how love is the only thing that can fix our broken world so all the proceeds that it brings in will be donated to multiple charities around the world, to help people and communities in horrid conditions. These charities are on my website so if anyone wants to donate straight to them, please do. This song means a lot to me and I hope everyone loves hearing it live.”

“Tonight only?”

“Live tonight AND this summer when I go on my ‘i love you, goodnight’ tour. I hope to see you all there and maybe I’ll bring some friends along too.”

🝮

“Ladies and Gentlemen give it up once again for Venus!”

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mermaidsirennikita · 6 months ago

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ARC REVIEW: Honey Cut by Sierra Simone

5/5. Releases 6/18/24.

vibes: WEAPONIZED LONGING, the perfect angst recipe, the man Lana Del Rey was singing about but much better, We Can't Discuss Our Feelings Because My Feelings Are Hard

Heat Index: 10/10

Isolde Laurence is in a bind (literally, at points). She's about to marry Mark Trevena (the cold, dangerous man who deflowered her and promptly crushed her heart) in an arrangement that will enable her to seduce him and offer his secrets to her uncle, a high-ranking cardinal. However, on her way to do so, she's fallen in love with Mark's romantic, pining bodyguard Tristan. And Tristan--who very much loves her back--is also in love with Mark, thanks to a preexisting whirlwind affair he put a stop to upon finding out about the engagement. Isolde is determined to, if nothing else, guard her heart against her new husband. And, for personal and practical reasons, honor the agreement they made years ago: once they exchange vows, they'll be faithful to each other.

Easier said than done.

But Isolde herself is deadlier than she seems, and in the midst of a thorny triangle, she may end up crushing not only Tristan's heart, but her own... and maybe even Mark's. If he has one.

Well, this was my most-anticipated release of the year, and BY GOD did it live up to expectations. This is an ongoing series (you must read Salt Kiss before starting this one, and in my opinion? You should ABSOLUTELY also read the prequel novella, Salt in the Wound, as it lays the groundwork for Mark and Isolde's relationship) and of course, I don't want to count chickens before they hatch, but... If Sierra pulls the ending off--which I totally believe she will; she's yet to let me down--this could end up being her best series yet. And that is a LOT coming from me, someone who worships at the altar of New Camelot (and Thornchapel, for that matter).

The thing about the way Sierra writes triads--and nobody does it better--is that they all feel unique. You might think that Mark, Isolde, and Tristan would have a lot in common with New Camelot's Ash, Greer, and Embry. They're MMF, they're based on Arthurian myth, these people literally know each other (Sierra: I owe you my life for that cameo). But the dynamic is completely different--and in this installment especially, quite darker. I didn't see Mark's darkness as much in Salt Kiss (Salt in the Wound... perhaps more so, which gives you some insight into the differences between his individual dynamics with Isolde versus Tristan) but here? Um. She portrayed the conflict within him and his ruthlessness perfectly... While also letting us even further into the vulnerability she hinted at in Salt Kiss.

Mark can be a difficult character for readers to humanize, I think, because we haven't had his POV yet. It's easy to sort of dismiss him as this frosty, stern alpha who doles out pain while also dealing with plenty of his own (on the inside, because Mark is clearly very uncomfortable with feeling a feeling). Where she makes it brilliant is through these moments of BOYISHNESS. We got sneak peeks of boyish Mark in Salt Kiss, but here? Oh my god. The grins, the poking at Tristan, the GOOFY HOT FACETIME SEX WITH ISOLDE??? It's so human, and dropping those sneak peeks in makes his pain even more palatable.

And the thing is that you do get that pain. Because Sierra also doesn't shy away from the agony of a love triangle and, yes, cheating in this book. I often find that MMF is used in a sort of like... "Why choose? Heehee it's all okay because everyone wants each other" get out of jail free card. Sierra really doesn't do that ever, but this is the hardest she's gone in on "these people are cheating, and it HURTS the person they're cheating on, and it HURTS them". No punches are pulled here. This is one of the angstiest books I've read, and as an angst hound, I loved every second of it.

The ending? I am going to be in actual PAIN until Bitter Burn (out early next year, SHIT). There was a moment in the last few pages of this book that made me gasp. In part because I really didn't think she'd go there on multiple levels. This is a book of huge swings, and for me, every single one worked.

Quick Takes:

--I have been very vocal about how much the one time Mark called Tristan "puppy" in a cut scene (Beg Me, which you should absolutely read if you can--I think it's on Sierra's website) has not left my head since. Guess what? It's just a regular nickname now. He says it SEVERAL times in this book, in prime moments. And I was extremely happy.

--You can for sure read this series on its own, but I will say that this book in particular "spoils" a good bit of New Camelot. In the same way that any romance in the same universe or series of standalones sort of spoils others, but if you want to read chronologically without any giveaways, you should read that series first. And in general, read it even if you do read Lyonesse first. Because it's gorgeous.

--I can't emphasize enough how happy Isolde and Mark's dirty Facetime calls made me. Like. At the end of the day, Mark is just like any other man with a hot young wife, desperately trying to get a peek over his phone. While someone else peeks, perhaps.

--Isolde's such a fantastic heroine. Broken and devoted to God and maybe lowkey a zealot, while also craving physical and emotional pain and release and Tristan's soft heart and Mark's cold one all at once. She's the kind of heroine we very rarely get to read about in romance. If I'm being honest, I was a little worried about how the dynamics would balance here, as so much of the last book was Mark and Tristan on their own, and then the remainder was Tristan and Isolde on their own. (Which is another reason why you should read Salt in the Wound first, in my opinion.) But God. The dynamic of the three, the dynamic between Mark and Isolde, just blew me away. Two black cats circling each other, Mark perhaps a little more reticent to open up to Isolde than Tristan because he recognizes something of himself in her.

While at the same time, I found that Tristan and Isolde's relationship deepened. I always fully believed in their agonized love for Mark, and their desire to stay loyal to him. Yet I also completely believed that they couldn't possibly stay away from each other, not permanently.

--Mark's backstory? I foresaw some surface level stuff, but not the parts that mattered. Those kind of blew my mind.

The Sex:

I mean, it's Sierra Simone, so it's creative and very much a part of the character development. One of the sex scenes in this book was so... it was really one of the best she's ever written. But also? DEVIOUS. Sierra, you did not have to do us like that. However, I'm glad you did.

There are so many different "flavors" of sex in this book--super kinky, kinda vanilla (or as vanilla as these people can get), happy, angsty, sad, passionate, light, funny.

You can expect, among other things: restraints, impact play, cum play, breeding, biting, public sex (a lot of that), car sex, edging, voyeurism, pain play, cum licking.......... all that shit. And more!

Look, dude. Read this book if you've read the other books. If you haven't read the other books, read those and then read this book. I can't recommend it enough. This is angsty, passionate, heady romance at its best. Hot and emotionally complex and well-written. Sierra's prose! It's what romance should be; she sets the pace, and we all must chase it.

Thanks to Candi Kane PR for providing me with a copy of this book. All thoughts and opinions are my own.

#romance novel blogging #romance novels #book recs #arc reviews #books #book recommendations #book reviews

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stalkerofthegods · 9 months ago

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Athena Pallas/Minerva Deep dive

To the wisest of the wise, to the goddess that tells us the wisdom, may we all cheer for her, like how men and women and all equal in war would cheer after victory.

Herbs • Olive tree, Tiger lilies, geranium, oak, cypress, Hellebore (Christmas and Lenten rose), and citrus tree, walnuts, pears

Animals• owl, snake, rooster, griffins, horses (she taught men how to tame horses), female lambs, doves (as a symbol of victory), rams, eagles, tigers, leopards, and other cats (could not find why but many were in agreement.)

Zodiac • She was mostly celebrated in June/July so I would say, Gemini, Cancer, and Leo.

Colors • gold, orange, yellow, emerald green, and royal blue

Crystal• bronze, metal, gold, silver, Azurite, Iolite, ruby, star sapphire, turquoise, lapis lazuli, ivory, Amazonite, Iolite, Bloodstone, Clear Quarterrtz, onyx.

Symbols• owls, olive trees, snakes, the Gorgoneion, golden shield, and helmet, serpents

Jewelry you can wear in their honor• you can veil in their honor

Diety of • knowledge, knowledge in war, crafting, inspiration, strategy

Patron of• Military, justice, skills, close combat, good counsel, prudent restrain and practical insight, weaving, and spinning, crocheting, the defense of towns, heroic endeavor, and protection agriculture, she is known in the arts as well with Hephaestus, protectress of the phratries and houses, authority of the law, the order in the courts and the assembly of the people, mathematics, strength, asexuality, librarians, peace, judges, protests, metalwork, birds (called the goddess of the birds), teachers

Offerings• She was sacrificed bulls, rams cows, all female except a lamb, it must be a male lamb, Locrian maidens or children are said to have been sacrificed to her every year as an atonement for the crime committed by the Locrian Ajax upon Cassandra (do not do, just here for historic offerings.), Olives, Bread, Grains, Olive oil, Cakes, Olive tree branches, Owl figurines or imagery, Silver jewelry, Honey, Milk, Books, Strategy games, Quality chess boards, Snake figurines or imagery, Fountain pens, Handmade objects, Clay items ( ex- plates, bowls, vases), Yellow and/or white candles, Yoghurt, Daggers, Swords (including small decorative versions), Devotional poems, Studying, Learning something new, Using what you learn as a way of growing and developing as a person, Standing up for yourself, Improving yourself, Owl pellets, Owl decoys for gardens,Work out clothes/gear, Fidget toys for when you’re working, Brain imagery, Spider imagery, Crafts you have made, Certificates/degrees/awards for achievements, Favorite books/books on mythos or Greece, Knitting/crocheting/crafting materials, Needles, Your glasses, Coffee/tea, Nice pens/pencils, Journals/notebooks, Voting stickers/cards, Spears/swords/daggers/helmets, Protest signs, pears, walnuts, Garlic bread, Start a small side business.

Devotional• Read a book, become a librarian as a summer job, or simply check out or return a book, join a book club, host a book club, learn Battle strategies, learn Wars and how they were won, learn What led to wars being lost, read The Art of War by Sun Tzu, learn about Politics, Democracy in Ancient Greece, learn about Armor and weapons, Catch and release spiders in your home, do Pottery, learn about Cross stitching and knitting, Tutor someone/get tutoring for areas you need help in, Watch TED talks/listen to educational podcasts, Plan out your day/keep a planner, Thinking before taking action, controlling our anger, Learn new vocab words, Make your notes pretty, Learn study techniques, Take appropriate study breaks, Do projects for Her, Challenge yourself, Learn grounding techniques, Do your homework, Give up things that are unhealthy for your brain (ex- smoking cannabis, drinking.), work out, Learn basic first aid, take CPR classes, Take care of your body, Go to protests/advocate

Ephithets• will post later, postponed due to motivational issues, will come soon.

Equivalents (alike but not the same)• neith (Egyptian), thrud (Norse), Minerva (roman), Athena (Greek)

Alter• I would not put her alter near Heaphestus, be tried to violate her in a myth, I would not put her alter near Aphrodite because they are known to not get along in myths, but things could have changed. She does work well with heroes, so if you worship Hercules or Perseus I would put her alter near them, I would not put her near Arachne and keep her alter away from spider areas, etc. Keep her altar clean and orderly. She does not like the giant Pallas, he tried to ruin her chastity.

Signs they are reaching out• Encounters with owls, olive trees, or feelings of wisdom and inspiration, seeing owls in the day, going to the library more often, staying after school.

Vows/omans• to stay a virgin forever, and to change her name

Number• 6 or 7 and 5 (I couldn't find a website that could agree.)

Morals• Morally lawful

Personality• Strong, endearing, respected, smart, confident, practical, clever, a master of disguises, and a great warrior. Brings Harvard teachers to shame.

Home• Mount Olympus

Mortal or immortal • Immortal

Fact• Some say she invented the flute, she invented the plow, and the rake, borrows tools from Zeus to do war saves people when fate counts on it, she repels Ares, some say Athena’s full name is Pallas Athena, but they say she added the name Pallas to hers after she accidentally mortally injured her friend Pallas during a practice session in her youth. Athena was seen naked bathing, she felt bad for the man, she covered his eyes and made him blind, making him an oracle.

Curses• blindness, more spiders, spilling tea, dyslexia getting harder, losing ur glasses, no one knowing who you're dressed as during Halloween, getting into fights, unjust detentions, no one showing up to class, getting fired as a teacher or librarian (unjustly), dropping books and learning stuff all of the sudden, forgetting materials that you learned on your test, your quizzes and tests get lost.

Blessings• remembering test materials, witty replies in arguments, detentions all of the sudden going away, getting into your dream college, getting into a book club, finding ur books, getting a librarian or teacher or tutor job.

Roots• Greek, near the river Triton born after or in the Titanomachy era.

Friends• Pallas (her friend growing up)

Parentage• Some say Poseidon then she went to Zeus after a dispute and became his daughter, and some say metis and Zeus, some say Hepeastus.

Siblings• Artemis, Aphrodite, the Muses, the Graces, Ares, Apollo, Dionysus, Hebe, Hermes, Heracles, Helen of Troy, Hephaestus, Minos, Perseus, and Porus.

Children• She does not have any romantic lovers, but she has adopted children, who are, Erikhthonios/Erichthonius.

Pet• one white and three dark horse and an owl, (she shares a chariot with Artemis)

Appearance in astral or gen• a stately woman armed with a shield and spear, and wearing a long robe, crested helm, and the famed aigis with the the Gorgon Medusa on a shield

Festivals • The cleansing Festival/Plynteria and Kallynteria Festival, the threshing festival/Skira Festival, the festival of Minerva/Minor Quinquatrus, The panatheanaea/Athena Festival, The Vintage festivalOschophoria Festival, the artisans Festival/Chalkeia Festival.

Day • she does not have any day of the week, the 23 of each month, and the first day.

Sacred places• The Parthenon on the Acropolis of Athens is dedicated to her, and Athens.

Status• Wisdom goddess, One of the major theoi and goddesses in Greek mythology

What angers her • If you stop worshiping her, I would clean up and part respectfully and know she understands, she does not like the sudden removal of an alter and the trashing of one.

The music she likes• classical and lo-fi study music.

Planet• Pallas Athene (minor planet) and the Asteroids 93 Minerva and 2 Pallas

Her Tarot cards• queen of swords, queen of wands, justice card, balance card

Remind me of• the saying “hitting the books” and someone actually throwing books, twilight from My Little Pony, Dead Trees (books)

Scents/Inscene • Patchouli, dragon’s blood, musk, indigo, orange blossom, cinnamon, and cedarwood

My opinion • She's cool.

Prayers•

Prayer To Athena by Liz “Morning Dove” La Posta

Oh, wise Athena with your spear and shield, protect me and my family from injustice and harm. Council me with your wisdom so that I may make the best decisions. Grant me success in my endeavors, but keep me humble so that I might not become condescending to others. I thank you for the many times you have guided me on my Path. Share with me your mysteries and I will do my best to follow. Athena my Goddess, I pray this in your sacred name, and I vow to always be your faithful dedicant.

Prayer to Athena for Wisdom

Clear-eyed Athena, unrivaled in wisdom, daughter of Zeus and Metis whose craft and wit excelled among the mighty Titans: Athena, I pray to you. Wise in all things you are, goddess; your cunning and guile are well known. In time of war you have no equal in tactics or in strategy; many armies have you guided to victory. In time of peace your blessings fall on those whose work is of the mind–friend of the philosopher, the scientist, the student. Advisor of kings, patron of clever heroes and bold-hearted adventurers, defender of the thinker, mistress of reason and understanding, goddess to whom a strong arm and a sharp sword are nothing without the sense to wield them well and the insight to know when words are worth more than weapons. Athena, grant me a sound mind and steady temper, bless me with good judgment, show me the long view.

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DID YOU TAKE MY LOVE AWAY FROM ME?

(𝙋𝘼𝙍𝙏 𝙊𝙉𝙀)

(TW Sexual Harassment and Assault, Drugging, Violence, Heavy Smut)

18+ MINORS DNI

(Word Count; 9k)

“Returning a favor?” Ari tilted her head to the side, examining Bobby a bit more thoroughly this time.

If she squinted hard enough in the light of the alley, Ari could make out tiny cuts on Bobby��s face hidden by his curls and shadows of bruises underneath his sunken, dark eyes.

“Sounds like serious business, Bobby,” Ari whispered conspiratorially, bumping his broad shoulder with her narrow one.

Ari could tell under the cool facade he was giving her that something had upset Bobby, from how he had left the restaurant in such a hurry and how Bobby had been trembling when Ari found him.

“You should get back inside.” Kid didn’t want to involve Ari in his mess; he had already let her in too close. “I don’t want you getting in trouble because of me.”

Ari’s glossed lips frowned, but she nodded resolutely. Bobby’s long shadow covered her as he rose to his feet.

Primly holding her gold-ring-covered hand out like a princess, Kid felt his ribs tickle when he laughed softly and closed his large hand around her small one.

Kid gently tugged Ari to her feet, so she stood chest-to-chest with him. “If you ever change your mind,” He looked down at their intertwined hands to see that Ari had left her business card pressed into his palm. “I’m only one call away.”

“Goodnight, Bobby.” Ari gave him a flutter of her fingers as she stepped back inside the restaurant, pausing and looking back over the shoulder of her pink minidress. “You know, you still don’t look like a ‘Bobby’ to me.”

And with that, she was gone.

Kid closed his eyes and inhaled the scent of Ari’s vanilla perfume when she left. His dark eyes snapped open in the alley, and he reminded himself why he was there.

Looking down at the cream-colored business card and swooping, sloping pink cursive letters that read, ‘Ari Arya, Mumbai in the Morning,’ Kid allowed himself a small smile before returning to being ‘Bobby.’

“Hey.” Ari glanced up at the sound of a woman’s voice on the walk back to the dining area of Kings. “You.” Leaning against the wall in an emerald green dress with a cigarette between her fingers, Sita watched Ari intently.

“You need to stop coming here.” Sita pushed off the wall and seized Ari’s wrist, twisting it over to reveal the recording device secured tightly in her fist.

“One day. They aren’t going to let you leave.” She tilted her head towards the kitchen window, where Bobby could be seen washing dishes. “He won’t be able to save you.”

“Who’s going to save you?” Ari shook her head, her voice low. “No one deserves to be treated the way you are.” She furiously whispered back, brows furrowed and dark eyes narrowed. “Someone needs to do the right thing, and I’m done waiting for that to happen.”

Sita sighed and released Ari’s wrist. “Don’t say I didn’t warn you.” She shook her head disappointedly and put out her cigarette. “You seem like a nice woman; don’t let this place and these men take it from you.”

Ari looked Sita in the eye, hoping she couldn’t see her tremble. “I won’t.”

“Ari.” The blonde looked up at the sound of her name to see her boss leaning in the doorway of the break room, blocking the rest of the station from her view. “You’ve been assigned to interview Baba Shakti in his home.”

The way her boss delivered this news made it clear he was not pleased by it. “I will be honest; we recommended other candidates before you, but he formally requested Ari Arya from Mumbai in the morning.”

‘Why is that such a bad thing?’ Ari thought, but she plastered on a grateful, kind smile while sliding the notes with ‘Baboon Boy’ scribbled with pink gel pen hearts in the margins underneath her keyboard. “I’m honored. I will get my supplies together and meet him.” She fought the urge to stick her tongue out at her boss's back when he turned to leave.

“Baba Shakti?” Ari said out loud to herself, confused as well as to what he, a guru, would want with her, a morning news anchor.

‘Bobby should know about this.’ Ari breathed shakily and rubbed her face in her hands as she gathered her notepads and pencils, suspicious of everyone she had passed on her walk to her car.

Between her assault that night in Yatana and the interview, Ari was completely on edge and trying to not let her late nights at King’s and her midnight rendezvous with The Beast bleed into one another.

Watching Mumbai below her as Ari rose in a glass elevator to Baba Shakti’s home, a grand and elegant place that contrasted his meek and humble persona.

Ari felt a curl of disgust when she caught the spiritual elder licking his lips and staring at the opening of her blouse. “Where would you like to begin?” She felt the cold, hard stare of the police chief standing guard behind her as she conducted her interview.

“Let me see these.” Ari jumped when Chief Rana Singh snatched the questions from her lap. She recognized his presence going up in King’s VIP room above her, where Ari could only imagine the unsightly things that took place up there.

After an uncomfortable half-hour of stiff interviews, Ari hurried to pack her things and leave the apartment.

An awful feeling followed her until she was free, outside in the fresh air and sunshine. ‘I need to tell someone about this.’ Weighing the pros and cons of going to Bobby or The Beast.

Chief Rana watched Ari Arya leave the building and turned to Baba Shakti. “She will be trouble.”

Baba Shakti’s eyes slid to Chief Rana’s with a plain expression. “Put a stop to Ari Arya.” One small ember could burn everything he built down, and he did not intend to let her go.

Sita did not like being proven right. And yet she was, anticipating Queenie’s reaction to a bad transaction with a client.

Or Ari Arya digging too deep into Kings.

Sita watched Police Chief Rana Singh sprinkle white powder on a tray of champagne glasses that Sita watched Bobby deliver to Ari’s table.

Sita watched as Bobby left the restaurant. Ari’s head lolled as she followed his quickly moving figure, removing herself from the grip her boss had on her thigh and following after.

Ari didn’t know it, but she had almost fallen into a wall when Sita risked reaching out to seize Ari’s shoulders and walk her to the back door, leaving her under Bobby’s care.

The alley door swung open wide, slamming against the brick wall as high heels clicked loudly on the pavement.

Dark eyes locked on a familiar silhouette crouched in the corner, holding the little yellow dog’s face in his hands and quietly murmuring to her.

“Bobby!” Ari shouted jovially, tripping off the kitchen stoop and throwing her arms around his neck. She reeked of sweet alcohol, which seemed out of character for Ari, who barely finished the champagne the men around her table would insist she try.

“What’s wrong?” Ari slurred, her brows scrunching cutely as she ran her index finger down Bobby’s bruised cheek.

“Are you crying?" She placed a hand on his chest, directly over the bruise from the hit he had taken for her only a couple of hours ago.

Kid gave a panicked look to a group of women in gorgeous dresses, diamonds dripping from their necklines, filing in through the back door of Kings.

“Help me.” Kid whispered to Sita, who could only pretend she didn’t hear. She had done her part for Ari, and Bobby had to take it from there.

Kid didn’t like how Ari’s eyes swam, gently cupping her chin and trying to force her to look at him. “Ari? Did you take something?”

“I think,” Ari hiccuped, swaying in Kid’s arms. “Someone put something in my drink.” She giggled and shook her head, her ponytail swaying back and forth.

“That rhymed.”

Kid’s blood ran cold, holding Ari tighter as if he were afraid someone would take her away from him.

“Hold onto me.” He bent down and looped her arm over his shoulders, lifting Ari into his arms.

“Alphonso!” Kid hissed, holding a loopy Ari in his arms. “Someone put something in her drink. She needs a hospital." He fought the urge to flip over the tray of white powder that Alphonso was preoccupied with. “Come on, man!”

Alphonso raised his hands placatingly, walking with Kid and Ari to the parking garage and ushering the young woman inside his vehicle. “We both can’t go. I will let you know how she is tomorrow night.”

Kid trusted Alphonso, but he didn’t want Ari to be alone. “I’ll keep your girlfriend safe; don’t worry.” Alphonso sped off in his car quicker than Kid would have preferred, but on her way to the hospital nonetheless.

“Fuck!” Kid slammed his fist into a nearby concrete pillar. He was the one serving drinks that night. How hadn’t he noticed someone spiking Ari’s glass?

After that night, Kid did not count this as stalking, but he began to ensure Ari made it home safely from King’s every night.

Pink light emanated from Ari’s apartment windows. He watched from the sidewalk below, hearing the sound of music reverberating through the windows as Ari’s silhouette traveled around the apartment.

Looking around at the young couples walking on sidewalks, Kid envied every man around him, wishing he could switch places with any one of them if it meant being a normal man.

A car passed by, casting a light off of the store windows, illuminating Kid’s reflection and highlighting the bruise covering his cheek and his swollen bottom lip.

It reminded him that he could not linger on these thoughts, as it would only remind him of the things he was not allowed to have.

When Kid finished a round of fights one evening, he noticed that goddamn plum hoodie that stuck out like a sore thumb in the streets.

He truly did not expect Ari to return to Tiger’s Temple. Not that he would have blamed her, but given what had transpired last time, he wouldn’t have come back underground either.

“Hi!” Ari whisper-shouted with her hood pulled up over her blonde hair, holding up a stack of sandwiches wrapped in lavender wax paper. “I made these for you!”

Kid’s stomach grumbling echoed in the alley, and Ari made a mental note to bring more food next time as The Beast devoured the stack of sandwiches she brought in the blink of an eye.

“Thank you. You don’t have to bring me food.” He didn’t mean that; it felt nice to have a homemade meal, but Kid didn’t want to allow himself to get closer to Ari than they had already become.

But there Ari was, night after night, with a tote bag filled with food and water.

Sometimes, Kid would be so weakened and beaten down from a fight that he would allow Ari to loop his arm over her narrow shoulders and walk him back to the fire escape he squatted in.

“I don’t mind!” Ari shared a fruit bowl with The Beast that she had brought for herself. “It gets lonely cooking for one, so I always make extra for my friends.”

‘Friends?’ Kid munched on a grape while giving Ari a once-over. She did not come off as the type who had illegal fighters as her ‘friends.’ “It’s hard to imagine you getting lonely.” He replied while Ari nibbled on a mango spear.

“Work keeps me busy.” Ari went quiet for a moment.

“I would like to think I’m doing something meaningful. That reminds me.” She searched inside her purse and held up her recording device. “Baba Shakti asked to meet with me.”

Kid’s blood ran cold. Chief Rana was Baba Shakti’s right-hand man. What if they had connected Ari to ‘Bobby?’

“Play it.” The Beast gripped Ari’s hands tightly in his bandaged ones. “Please.” He begged, relieved when Ari pressed play without hesitation.

Ari didn’t hold back, questioning the guru about his movement, taking over sections of occupied land, and vacating its people.

“Such serious questions for a sweet girl.” Baba Shakti tutted. “You be careful.” He said this at the end of the interview, dodging every question Ari had thrown at him.

“Sounds like a warning.” The Beast looked beside himself, getting up and pacing the alley. “And he didn’t say anything else?”

Ari disappointedly shook her head and said, "No. Chief Rana was in a hurry to escort me from the building; he was not very pleased by my questions either.”

The burst of energy left The Beast sitting back down and picking up a sandwich to take a large bite, deep in thought as to what this all meant.

“What do you want out of life?” Ari suddenly asked. “What do you mean?” The Beast replied, rubbing his chest to soothe a bruise.

The Beast never revealed his eyes to Ari, a frustrating detail in the whole process, but she respected his anonymity regardless.

If Ari connected that The Beast and Bobby were the same man, Kid didn’t know what trouble it would spell for them both.

“Live. Get by every day.”

Ari felt ignorant for framing the question that way.

“I can’t imagine you want to fight for the rest of your life. If you had the means to do something else in life, what would you do?”

The Monkey Man didn’t get to think that thought through much longer before a knife sank into a wooden beam, inches from his face.

Ari and Kid pulled away from each other in shock, scrambling to their feet.

The man who attempted to assault Ari on the night Kid met her was back.

‘He has to be from Tiger’s Temple.’ He thought, realizing he was most likely a regular from Tiger’s Temple who lingered to follow the ring girls to their homes.

Ari reached back and closed her hand on a broken piece of brick, unsure what she was going to do with it exactly, but she did not intend to cower in a corner this time.

Raising his bandaged fists, Kid stepped in front of Ari, flicking his fingers as if beckoning the man forward.

When the man lunged at The Beast, Ari reflexively threw the chunk of brick, which smashed her stalker square in the face.

Screaming in pain and clutching his nose, he grabbed the back of Ari’s ponytail when she turned to run and pulled her hair- Hard.

Kid seized the back of the man’s shirt and hauled him up against the wall of a building, snarling in his face through the monkey mask.

Dark eyes unfocused; Kid’s knuckles were white as he kept the man down with a fist gripping the front of a blood-stained shirt.

Something snapped inside Kid.

Kid didn’t realize it at the time when he lost his beloved mother, but something fundamental inside him had shifted.

His dynamic with the world was never the same again when Chief Rana assaulted and immolated his mother, still alive and crying out for her son even in her last moments.

The rage was deep-seated.

They’d hurt him and made him weak, and Kid hated the world for it.

Rage kept building and building inside him. Kid let out a frustrated scream as he swung out, losing patience and wanting to look at the man’s face smeared across the brick wall.

Kid hadn't realized that, with every self-loathing thought, as he brought back his arm and landed another blow to the face underneath him, he didn’t know that the fight was over.

He didn’t notice the red smeared on his cut and bruised knuckles; he didn’t hear his stage name over his grunts of pain.

“Stop-!” It was clear the man was incapacitated. Ari was afraid The Beast was going to kill this man. “It’s over now!” She grabbed his shoulder, and without thinking, Kid shoved Ari off.

Ari cried out when her shoulder connected with the pavement, scrambling back in shock as she stared up at The Beast.

In the blackout of his rage, Kid recalled pulling back. Ari’s stalker crouched in the corner of the alley with his arm broken. Both Ari and the stalker stared at Kid like he was a monster.

“Stay away from her!” Kid shouted after the stalker, allowing him to retreat down the alley and out of view. “Don’t fucking come back here!”

‘He shoved me.’ Ari rubbed her bruised shoulder, and her bottom lip began to tremble. Her large brown eyes were filled with tears.

“Is this what we are now?” The Beast lifted his mask to spit blood on the ground, and Ari saw the white enamel of a chipped tooth skip across the pavement. “I have to keep saving you?”

“Don’t yell at me!” Angry tears streamed down her pink, round cheeks as she snapped back. “I didn’t know that was going to happen! I never asked you to save me!”

It echoed in the alley, with Ari staring at the beast through the eyes of his mask: “I am so tired of being treated like a second-class citizen! I’m so tired of every woman I know being afraid to go out at night, get assaulted in an alley, or have your drink drugged-!

Ari clapped a hand over her mouth, choking back a sob as she turned her back on The Beast and hugged herself, humiliated.

Kid stared at her in silence, her admission echoing in the alley.

“I’m not afraid of you. How can’t you understand that?” Ari sniffled, hugging herself and staring at the night sky.

“I’m afraid of people like Baba Shakti and Chief Rana. But I don’t want to be.” She shook her head tearfully.

“I’m so tired of being afraid.”

Then Ari did something Kid didn’t anticipate: She held her arms out for a hug.

His brain screamed ‘Don’t.’ and yet, slowly, wincing in pain, Kid closed his arms around Ari’s trembling frame.

Ari dared to reach out to touch the side of his mask, and The Beast jerked his head back.

“What are you doing?” His voice was incredulous through the mask.

“Why aren’t you afraid of me?” Kid gently shook her shoulders, confused as to what was happening to him.

“Why-?” He bowed his head, shaking like a child. “Why are you wasting your time on me? I’m a monster.”

Kid had never felt more ugly. All Ari wanted was to help people, even if it wasn’t in the same way he did, and here he was, screaming at her.

“I’m sorry I shoved you.” The Beast lifted his head, and Ari could see his dark eyes shining through the eyes of his mask. “You need to stay away from me; I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You listen to me.” Ari resolutely shook her head and hooked a finger underneath his chin, tilting his head up from its bowed position.

“You are not a waste of time. You are not a monster.”

The demand in Ari’s tone is what Kid fantasized about while sitting in his fire escape, spritzing her fancy vanilla perfume in the air before uncapping her lip gloss.

He would run the wand along his cock, coating his fingers in the gloss, and fuck his fist to the magazine cover of Ari that Kid kept hidden under the mattress.

With his chest rising and falling from the fight, Kid willed his brain to calm down before Ari could see how excited he was.

Shifting onto her tiptoes and lifting the bottom of his mask, Ari closed her eyes and tilted her head to the side, quickly pecking The Beast on the mouth.

Ari tasted mangoes and blood when they kissed. She placed her tiny hands on his scarred and bruised chest.

The Beast hummed like a cornered animal and enveloped her in his bruised and battered arms, his mouth on her neck, his hands roughly caressing her waist and moving down her thighs.

“I’m sorry.” Kid pulled back and firmly cupped the side of Ari’s neck with his bloodied hand. “I’m so sorry, Ari.” He looked down, ashamed.

“I would never, ever hurt you on purpose.” Kid knew how dangerous it was to make promises in their situation. “I can’t promise you won’t see how ugly I am from all of this.”

Ari closed her eyes and lifted The Beast’s mask to kiss him again, closing her fingers in his matted and greasy hair. “You are the furthest thing from ugly; do you understand me?”

Ari wanted to take off that stupid mask and kiss his face. “I accept your apology,” she whispered against his bruised jawline.

Ari had chosen to trust The Beast. There was something about the way he held himself; he knew more than he was letting on.

“I think we should call it a night.” She suddenly felt very tired, with her shoulders drooping and her body heavy.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” Kid gently stroked Ari’s dirty cheek with the back of his hand. “I can’t promise I will be inconspicuous, but I can walk you home.”

Ari paused, considering this. It would be nice if he knew where she lived. Holding her hand out, Ari linked her fingers through The Beast's, and they began to walk down the backstreets to Ari’s apartment complex.

Resting an arm against her fire escape, The Beast’s long, lean body hung over Ari’s small frame.

“I’m sorry about this.” He lifted his mask to kiss Ari’s bruised shoulder.

“You should be.” Ari mock pouted while dabbing disinfectant on The Beast’s cuts. But he could tell she had forgiven him, making him take a tote bag filled with medical supplies, food, and water with him when he left.

“Oh,” Ari paused and glanced over her shoulder with a bemused expression when The Beast began to climb down her fire escape. “Don’t think I didn’t notice you took my perfume and lip gloss.” Her pink lips curled into a grin. “It’s okay. You owe me, though.”

“I saved your life!” The Beast laughed tiredly through his mask and rubbed his jawline.

“That can’t replace my Tom Ford!” She called after him as he disappeared into the night. “Goodnight!”

There was a moment of silence, and then Ari heard the faintest, barely there whisper from the shadows.

“Goodnight!” Kid watched Ari blow a kiss into the alley, hoping she knew he had caught it from below.

After the night Ari had been drugged, she had not returned to Kings’ for a few nights. The news said she had been out sick for the week.

Alphonso had gotten Ari to the hospital; it had been a case of a spiked drink, but they could not trace the incident back to Kings’.

Ari found herself thankful for The Beast, for saving her in Yatana, and for Bobby.

Alphonso had told her what Bobby had done, carrying her to the parking garage and ensuring she made it to the hospital.

Visiting Bobby meant going back to the Kings, which didn’t thrill Ari. Neither did going back to Tiger’s Temple.

Taking a break in an alley, Kid was pleasantly surprised at the sight before him.

Ari was in a pink minidress that looked as if flowers were growing out of her skirt, her brown skin glowing underneath the streetlights.

“Hello.” She nervously wrung her hands together, the tiny yellow dog at her feet, licking at her ankles.

“How are you feeling?” Kid leaned back against the brick wall, afraid to get too close. He noticed the bruise on her shoulder from her encounter with the beast.

Ari’s mouth quirked into a pained frown, hugging herself tightly as she willed away tears by looking at the city lights above them.

“The doctor says I’m lucky you found me when you did.” Ari gave him a grateful smile and shrugged. “What I can’t understand is: Why?”

Bobby was hiding something. Ari wasn’t even convinced that was his real name, what his intentions truly were at Kings’, or why he had chosen to align himself with her.

“I don’t believe for a second that you’re here just to clean floors, Bobby.”

But in true pesky journalistic fashion, Ari would make Bobby her little project; she wanted to scratch the surface of him, crack his brain open into her lap, and read its contents.

Kid tried to be nonchalant, shrugging his shoulders as if to say, ‘What was I supposed to do?’

“I couldn’t leave you like that. You’re-“ ‘You’re too important.’ That was what he meant to say, but he stopped himself short. Ari tilted her head to the side in confusion when Bobby caught himself, biting his lip and shaking his head.

“I’m sorry you aren’t protected.” Kid finished before he said something that he regretted.

“That would be nice.” Ari was starting to feel as if this would never happen, but the thought was a pleasant one. “Bobby. I know how complicated things are for you, but I need you.”

Bobby closed his eyes as if hearing it pained him. “I need you to help me. If you want any of us to be protected,” She walked up to Bobby and put her hands on his chest. “I need you to speak for the people who do not have a voice. Who have had their voices taken away?“

Ari’s voice rose to a shout, clutching the fabric of Bobby’s vest in her hands. “Please, please, please,” she begged, resting her forehead against his chest, her blush staining his dress shirt. “You’re the only person I can trust now.”

An image of The Beast lifted in Ari’s mind, but Bobby didn’t know about him yet. “Listen,” Bobby dropped his head low so his mouth pressed against the side of Ari’s face. “I’m going to give you an address.”

Ari pulled away with a gasp, her face shiny with tears. “What?” She was silenced by his index finger pressed against her lips.

“Meet me at midnight.”

Sita, despite her cold, hard outer exterior, was silently rooting for Bobby and Ari, watching them huddle together in the alley with that damn little yellow dog.

“Don’t let her get hurt,” Sita had told Bobby after Ari returned to the club, lighting her cigarette in the shadow of the kitchen doors. “I mean it, Bobby.”

Raising a dark brow, Kid laughed incredulously; maybe Sita did have a heart after all. “Yes, Aunty.” He danced out of the way when Sita stabbed her cigarette out and chased after him, swatting his arm.

Ari stood at a street corner bodega, picking at the flaky layers of a roti she had bought while waiting for Bobby. She turned at the sound of a long and low whistle, relief flooding her features. “You came!”

Bobby gestured for Ari to follow after him, climbing the concrete steps of an apartment complex and entering Bobby’s place of residence. “Is it okay if we jump right into the questions I have for you?”

Bobby shrugged his broad shoulders and nodded, sliding to the floor with his back against a worn yellow couch.

Earlier, Kid had stood in his bathroom mirror, scrubbing any evidence of black kajal from underneath his waterline with a pack of makeup wipes and showering off the white chalk that coated his arms.

Hopefully, Ari didn’t notice.

Ari joined him on the floor with her side pressed against Bobby’s.

“Mhm.” He sighed long and low, stretching his arms behind his head and flexing his strained muscles, linking his hands behind his head, and relaxing into the couch cushions.

“Did you grow up here, in the city?” Ari felt Bobby’s unkempt curls tickle her face; he was nervous, and she didn’t want to cross a boundary or scare him away.

“No. I was born in a village. I came here as a child.”

Kid wanted to be as vague as possible; getting trafficked with the remaining children in his village to Yatana was not a memory he revisited often.

“Not a very stable upbringing.” He cleared his throat and scratched his jawline. ‘This is a bad idea.’

“What about you?” Every instinct in Kid’s body ran at the thought of getting to know Ari.

Ari blinked her large brown eyes in surprise when Bobby leaned in close, biting his lip.

“Oh, I grew up in Mumbai. I was a latchkey kid; my parents left me to my own devices.” Saying it out loud made Ari realize how privileged her middle-class upbringing had been.

Things she had taken for granted: a full fridge; a warm bed; two parents who deeply loved each other; and their daughter. Encouraging Ari to pursue a higher education and her career.

Bobby had never been able to depend on that.

“I’m so sorry that happened to you. I can’t imagine how hard it must have been.” How hard things still were for Bobby, even as an adult.

Bobby was not a man of many words and was a little awkward. Sometimes, during a dinner with the other station executives, Ari would watch Bobby in the throng of people and could sense both a deep, profound pain within himself and a white-hot rage simmering on the surface.

If Kid said too much and Ari connected ‘Bobby’ to The Beast, he needed to distract Ari, and he needed to do it now.

“Kings’ isn’t the type of place I would picture a man like you working for.” The recording device was balanced on her lap, and Kid wondered how much trouble that would get him in later on down the line.

“Why Kings? And why, as a janitor and waiter?” Kid fought a grin, rubbing his jawline to hide how the tone change in Ari’s voice, sharp and clipped, turned him on.

“What is this favor you are returning?”

Kid could feel his heart thumping in his chest. Why not tell her the truth?

Giving Ari a once-over, in her pink heart sweater and her blonde ponytail falling over her shoulder, she was the complete opposite of everything Kid was.

A dirty, grimy beast like him didn’t deserve to know a woman like her, and Kid couldn’t stand the thought of Ari getting hurt because of him; it was keeping him up at night and occupying his every waking thought.

“Bobby.” Ari placed a hand on his bicep, impressed by how toned it was under her fingertips. “I can tell this is hard for you. I don’t want to cross a boundary or disrespect anything you might be going through.”

Kid didn’t know why that struck a nerve, but it did. His throat closed, and he felt his eyes water, dipping his head low to hide how shiny his eyes were becoming with tears.

“I can’t risk you getting hurt because of me.”

Ari dared to touch the side of Bobby’s face, gently stroking his jawline. “It’s okay.” She whispered, moving in closer so her knees rested atop Bobby’s thighs, “We don’t have to talk about anything that makes you uncomfortable.”

Bobby breathed a sigh of relief, staring down at the heart-shaped pattern on Ari’s skirt. “I know you want answers; I don’t want to disappoint you.”

The journalist laughed softly and gently knocked Kid’s chin with her index finger.

“You’re not disappointing me.” She dared to lean in closer, their lips inches apart.

“Ari.” Kid’s chest rose and fell; he couldn’t tell if this was a panic attack or a secret second thing he had never experienced before. “Can I kiss you?”

Ari bit her lip and nodded, moaning softly when Bobby firmly cupped the back of her neck and crushed his chapped lips against her soft ones.

Stretched out on the gray, carpeted floor, Kid gripped Ari’s hips in his hands and guided her to straddle his waist.

‘Oh.’ Ari felt Bobby underneath her, pressing against the apex of her thighs. “Is this okay?” Bobby questioned, rubbing himself up against Ari as his boxers got tighter.

The moment with The Beast rose in Ari’s mind. It wasn’t cheating, but it oddly felt as if she were. The Beast and Bobby realistically would never cross paths, so why did Ari feel slightly guilty?

“Yes. I trust you.” Ari reached out and took his hands, finally running them over her body.

Kid watched in awe as Ari parted her pink, glossed lips at the sensation of his scarred, ugly hands on her soft skin. Ari brought his hands up and cupped his palms against her soft cheeks, pressing a sweet kiss into his palm.

“How long have you worked at..." Ari stifled a laugh when Kid bucked his hips and cut her off. “Bobby-!”

Kid allowed himself to laugh, rubbing his face in his hands before pushing himself upright.

“You like it when I do that?” He bit his lip and repeated the movement, deciding he could do this with no hands.

“Can you lay on your back?” Kid’s curls stuck to his face, shiny with sweat, and he watched intently as Ari nodded and allowed him to move them up onto the couch, hooking her thighs through the crooks of his elbows.

Ari took off her pink long sleeve, revealing a creamy pink brassiere. “It’s matching.” She unbuttoned her jeans to reveal the lace hem of her lingerie bottoms.

“You wore those for me?” Kid sat back in disbelief, Ari’s hands on his thighs as he undid the strings of his gray sweatpants, reaching down his front to free his erection, reminding himself he needed to stay somewhat fully clothed.

If Ari could see the bruises and cuts on his body; it was all over. ‘Fuck.’ He hissed when the fabric of Ari’s underwear rubbed against his front. “I wore this for you.” She replied, stretching out on the couch underneath him to show off a pair of see-through underwear decorated with tiny pink bows.

“You’re the prettiest girl I've ever met.” Kid briefly considered the reality that he might die right then and there from Ari’s electric touch.

Kid felt Ari’s hands travel down between their legs, and he gasped when he felt her fingers grip him with one hand, then the other when it became clear he didn’t fit in her small fist.

“Tell me to stop.” Kid knew he should pull away from Ari, tell her he was sorry and that she needed to leave, pretend like he never knew her, and get back to his plan.

But the way Ari’s big brown eyes gazed up at him as if he were the only man in the world, holding his hand while he rubbed his head against Ari’s pussy, was making Kid a little wild.

“Don’t stop.” Ari tossed her head back against the arm of the couch, listening to the sound of Bobby tearing open a tin foil package, relieved that he was responsible enough to think of protection.

Ari wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms tight around his neck, shining with sweat as they breathed in time with each other.

Bending Ari in half so her legs were above her head, Kid laid himself between her thighs, putting her ankles on his broad shoulders so their bodies pressed flush together. “I’m going to put myself inside you now.” He whispered, pressing his forehead tightly against Ari’s.

“Tell me to stop if it hurts.”

Ari’s eyelids fluttered shut, her pink lips parting as Bobby entered her, digging her nails tight into his shoulders as his long fingers helped stretch her open.

A brief thought entered Ari’s mind that Bobby would not fit inside her.

“I don’t think I fit.” He said it out loud, laughing to himself as he rested his face in the crook of her neck. Ari did the same, her body shaking from laughter underneath his.

Kid bit his lip, running a hand through his curls as he seated himself inside Ari while she cried out and screamed his fake name into his shoulder.

They frantically went at it, weeks of sexual tension finally coming out on the tiny yellow couch. Ari could only hold onto Bobby’s shoulders as he fucked her, his strong hands gripping the arm of the couch and his hips pounding into hers while he kept Ari’s ankles firmly resting on either side of his neck. It was an erotic sight.

“M’Gonna cum on you.” Kid slowed his thrusts, and Ari whined in protest, smacking his bicep when he pulled out and removed his condom.

“Where?” Kid breathlessly asked while slowly pumping his arm, watching Ari point to her lower stomach, where he could see the bulge of himself inside her not only a few moments ago.

Ari held Bobby’s hand when he came, dropping his head low and dribbling cum on her stomach and thighs.

“‘M'm going to kiss you here. Can I kiss you here?” Bobby begged, holding her legs apart with his strong hands.

“Yes.” Ari watched Bobby make a ‘V’ shape with his long fingers, pressing them against the apex of her thighs before sliding his tongue inside her.

Twisting at the waist and crying out silently at the ceiling, Ari ripped the material of the couch cushion under her sharp nails.

‘Fuck, she tastes good.’ Kid inwardly groaned. ‘Why does she have to make things so difficult?’

Looking down at him from between her trembling thighs with the most loving expression anyone had given him since his Mother passed?

Ari reached down and closed her fingers in Bobby’s silky hair, gently tugging on his curls to bring him closer.

“Kiss it; please kiss it, Bobby. Right there-!” She squeezed his head between her thighs as she came with Bobby holding her shaking legs apart, rubbing and kissing her throbbing pussy.

“Ri.” Kid got sloppy, his broad nose bumping her clit, her wet pussy soaking his face, fluid dribbling down his neck, and staining his t-shirt. “I’m going to make you cum again.”

Ari whined in protest when Bobby dribbled his spit all over her leaking pussy, flipping them over so Ari was sitting on his chest, his t-shirt soaked in sweat, and Ari’s cum.

“I can’t.” She cried, overwhelmed and lightheaded; Bobby had been holding out on her.

Kid intended to disprove this as he quickly rolled on another condom, experimentally pushing the head of him up into Ari’s pussy, watching her face contort as his grip on her hips slowly pulled her down onto him inch by inch.

A brief thought of the couch breaking entered Kid’s mind, which only turned him on more, reaching back and holding the arms of the couch and bracing a foot on the floor as he fucked up into Ari, making her bounce on his dick.

Ari noticed Bobby never once took his dark eyes off her while she rode him, her nails digging deep enough into the material of his shirt that her perfectly manicured nails left crescent marks in the muscles of his broad chest.

Ari felt like crying when the sensation welled up, low in her stomach, yet again. Bobby sat up and crushed his lips against hers, holding her firm against him as she came all over his thighs, her pink nails digging into his flesh.

“I’m sorry,” Ari said, resting her cheek on Bobby’s sweaty and heaving chest.

“I didn’t mean to make a mess.” She felt his chest vibrate when he laughed and drew her close, kissing her hard and closing a hand in her blonde curls.

“Don’t apologize.” Bobby laid Ari back on the couch and got up, walking to the bathroom.

“I’ll get you a washcloth and some water.” He called over his shoulder while Ari rolled onto her stomach on the couch cushions, watching Bobby’s frame disappear from view.

Kid felt Ari relax into him and sigh contentedly when he returned with a warm washcloth and a bottle of water.

“Thank you.” Ari moaned softly when Bobby cleaned the inside of her thighs and lower stomach.

“You’re okay?” He murmured, lying back down. Kid traced the column of Ari’s spine with his index finger.

“Mhm. I’m sleepy.” Ari yawned cutely and buried her face in the material of the tank top Bobby had changed into; it smelled familiar somehow.

Laying with Ari naked on the couch, Kid fell asleep to the pleasant thought of a world where he was a normal man—someone Ari could show off to her family and friends, someone she could be proud of.

He’d come home from better work to Ari’s voice, and the pink lights would be warm and inviting.

But Kid was a Beast, and The Beast did not end up with the girl in the end. His story ended with Chief Rana and Baba Shakti’s lives snuffed out by his hands, and Kid would see to it by any means necessary, even if that meant letting Ari go.

Ari watched Bobby sleep. He looked young and at peace when he slept without his brow furrowed and his mouth in a hard line.

“I can feel you watching me.” Bobby said this without opening his eyes.

Kid never smiled or laughed as much as he did when he was with Ari.

“I can’t help it.” Ari folded her arms over Bobby’s chest and cutely propped her chin atop her hands. She was admiring the different shades of their brown skin and how they complimented each other so well.

Ari felt Bobby’s chest rise and fall with his breaths. “I know you have work tonight, but I have the day off today.” She offered, coyly playing with the gold chain around her neck.

“I will be at King's tonight too.” Ari picked up on Bobby’s change in demeanor, hoping this enticed him, but she felt his body stiffen underneath her. “My boss wants me to be his ‘date’.”

“You’re coming tonight?” Kid briefly wondered if The Beast could change Ari’s mind, knowing she would most likely visit Tiger’s Temple before going to Kings’ as she usually did. “I’m working the VIP floor tonight; I don’t know how much we will see each other.”

Kid kissed the top of Ari’s forehead to reassure her, hooking an arm underneath her knees and drawing her close.

“I want to spend the day with you.” If tonight went as planned, having the alibi that he had spent the day with Ari would be good.

After breakfast, Kid dragged Ari back to the couch, making out to the TV droning on in the background noise until the sun went down again. “I’ll see you tonight.” He leaned against the doorframe, his curls falling on his face as he bent down to kiss Ari goodbye. “Be a good girl.”

Ari stuck her tongue out at Bobby and teasingly gave his chest a gentle push, blowing him a kiss goodbye as she left.

Dropping his smile as Ari disappeared down the steps, Kid went inside to prepare for Tiger’s Temple. The Kong mask glared menacingly at him as he wrapped his hands in the locker room, lingering on the previous night’s events and Ari’s body over his.

Shaking his head, Kid willed the thought of Ari out of his mind. ‘No distractions.’ He demanded of himself, rising to his feet and punching his fist into his palm.

The first thing Kid saw as he climbed into the ring that night was a hoodie in his favorite plum shade with curled blonde hair sticking out.

“You’ll never stop wearing that, will you?” Kid tsked disapprovingly at the end of his evening with a shake of his sweat-soaked hair, pulling down the fire escape ladder and gesturing for Ari to climb.

The night had started tame enough, but Ari could tell The Beast was on one. Punch drunk and surly.

“Don’t you chastise me,” Ari warned, feeling The Beast’s gaze trail up her thighs as she climbed. “I hear you yelling at Cobra to hit you harder.” She gave him a hard look over her shoulder. “I don’t like how Tiger calls you a monster. You don’t believe that, do you?”

The Beast suddenly advanced on her, metal clanging as he turned her body and seized her wrists, pinning her hands above her head. “Do you?” The voice coming through the mask was serious and low.

Ari turned her body around, releasing her grip on the ladder and fully surrendering to The Beast’s touch. If he let go, they would both fall.

“Hey! You’re supposed to be nice to me!” Ari’s brow scrunched, wrapping her arms around his neck. The Beast held onto the ladder with both bandaged hands and leaned far, far back, so they both hung over the alley from way up.

“For the record,” Ari looked directly through the eyes of the Kong mask so intently that Kid briefly thought he saw a brief flash of recognition on her features. “I never once thought you were a monster.”

“Close your eyes.” The Beast demanded, covering her eyes with his long, bandaged fingers as he lifted his mask and kissed Ari with such passion and longing that she thought she was going to lose all her air and float into the dark night.

Pulling away for breath, Kid hurriedly climbed with Ari up the ladder and into the fire escape room, his bandaged hands traveling down her body and lifting her into his arms with ease.

Reaching into his pocket, The Beast teasingly held up Ari’s lip gloss and perfume in his fingers.

“Looking for these?” Ari tried to snatch them, but he held the items high above her head. “Want to see what I do with them?”

Setting Ari on his mattress, The Beast leaned back against the wall, spritzing the air once with her vanilla perfume as he undid the ties of his sweatpants.

Removing the cap of Ari’s pink lip gloss, The Beast pulled his sweatpants past his hips to reveal his erection.

Licking his blood-stained fingers, Ari watched The Beast wrap his long fingers around himself as he began to slowly pump his hand while Ari watched with round eyes.

Coating his fingers in Ari’s pink gloss, Kid thrust into his newly bandaged hand. He had replaced the wraps before leaving Tiger’s Temple. He didn’t like Ari seeing the blood and scars on his bare hands.

Crawling across the small space on all fours, Ari straddled the beast’s waist. He took her hand and licked her palm the way the Lion did his paw after the thorn was removed.

“Like this.” Kid showed Ari how he stroked himself at the thought of her lately.

Knelt above his lap, Ari wrapped her soft lips around the head of him, sweetly kissing the top before taking him down her throat.

Kid wrapped his bandaged hand in Ari’s soft blonde hair, carefully pumping his dick in and out of her mouth.

“Come here.” Kid growled and pulled Ari upright, roughly kissing her swollen, pink lips.

Ari tossed her head back against the steel fire escape door as The Beast furiously fucked her against it. “Why won’t you let me see your face?” She whined, though it added a level of excitement while he took her like this. “You don’t trust me?”

“It’s not you I don’t trust.” The Beast slowed his hard thrusts to slow, lazy rolls of his hips. “We could get in serious trouble.” He carefully placed a hand against the column of her neck.

Ari placed her hands on his sweaty, bare chest, feeling his muscles flex underneath her fingertips.

Kid gave the sides of Ari’s neck the gentlest of squeezes, hissing long and low when he felt her clench tight around him. “Good?” He pulled back slightly to look her over, ensuring she was alright, still suspended in his arms against the door.

Squeezing and releasing the sides of her neck in time with how Ari clenched around him, Ari watched the Kong mask slowly tilt to the right, a hopeful feeling rising in her that he would finally remove the mask and reveal his face to her.

‘I might not see her again.’ Kid thought, running a thumb across her swollen bottom lip. ‘She deserves the truth.’

As the Kong mask slowly lifted, Ari’s dark eyes strained to see in the dark of the room, her heart pounding in anticipation.

The shatter of glass and voices shouting below distracted Kid for a brief moment, and to Ari’s disappointment, he lost his nerve.

Sitting back on the mattress with Ari’s trembling frame in his arms, Kid rocked them back and forth a bit, rehearsing the conversation over and over in his mind.

“You’re still going to the Kings?" Kid carefully brought up the delicate subject, playing with strands of Ari’s blonde curls.

“Mhm.” Ari nodded, resting her head on his bare and sweaty chest, feeling his heartbeat thumping. He felt comfortable and familiar in a way she could not explain.

“My boss is making me go. I wish I could stay, but I already missed the past few times because... When Ari trailed off, Kid knew why.

“Promise me you’ll stay safe.” The Beast pulled back, gently cupping Ari’s chin in his hand.

“Don’t stay late.” If Ari didn’t know better, he was not asking her; he was warning her.

“I won’t,” Ari reassured The Beast. She always closed her eyes when they kissed, and she wished he trusted her enough to show him the face under the mask, but this had brought them closer.

“You don’t have to worry about me; I have a friend there.”

‘Bobby.’

Kid was glad Ari couldn’t see him frown. “You trust him?” He walked the line, helping Ari redress. “I do,” Ari insisted, holding his bandaged hands to her lips, swollen from their tryst in the fire escape. “If anything, I wish he had more trust in me.”

“Promise me you will keep yourself safe?” If Ari didn’t know better, she would have thought she heard a bit of begging in The Beast’s usually gruff voice as he walked her back to her apartment and kissed her goodbye.

Kid wondered how he had found himself jealous of Bobby, wishing he didn’t have to hide half of himself from Ari. “I’ll leave early and come back to you. How about that?” She compromised with The Beast, who crouched in her window.

“Wait up for me?” Ari stood on her tiptoes and sweetly kissed The Beast goodnight.

“I will always wait for you.” After The Beast had disappeared from her fire escape, Ari noticed his mood had dampened as well at the mention of Kings, the same way Bobby had.

Ari only hoped these dinners with her boss would end soon, especially after the night she had spent with Bobby and with The Beast.

“It’s not about him.” Ari reminded herself of the bigger picture: she needed to keep her head straight and not let masked men or kindly waiters distract her from the fact that people were suffering and Baba Shakti and Chief Rana had eyes on her, as did her boss.

Ari reassured herself as she applied her pink gloss, her thoughts returning to The Beast, who applied the tube he stole to his fingers before touching himself.

Slowing her shaky breaths as the rideshare app alerted Ari that her car had arrived to take her to Kings.

Placing her recording device in her purse before leaving to meet her car, not knowing The Beast was perched on Ari’s roof, she watched her in the shadows as her car glided away into the dark night.

Ari was disappointed that she had not seen Bobby all evening. Her boss seemed to have more of an obsessive grip on Ari as of late; he could tell something, or even worse, someone had taken her attention from him, and he did not like it.

“Why don’t you sit here?” Ari protested angrily when her boss lifted her onto his lap. She shoved his chest and got off his lap, retreating to the alleyway.

“Hey!” Ari’s boss was furious, following after and seizing her by the elbow, pinning her to one end of a coat closet.

“Who do you think you are, you bitch? Embarrassing me like that?”

“Excuse me?” Ari was taken aback by all the sleazy smiles and feel-ups; her boss revealed his ugliest side yet. “You cannot speak to me like that!”

“If you want a job tomorrow, you’ll listen to every word I say.” Ari felt her blood run cold when he pressed his body into hers.

“Tell me, who is he?” He demanded, furiously spitting in her face as Ari began to hyperventilate, feeling the walls closing in on her like the night in Yatana.

“Get off me!” Ari tried to run, and he grabbed her, pinning her shoulders to the wall.

“BOBBY-!” She screamed, thrashing wildly in his arms.

Drawing her arm back, the way The Beast did in Tiger’s Temple, Ari closed her hand into a fist, slamming her knuckles into the side of her boss’ face with a bloody crunch as she broke free from the coat closet.

Falling to the floor, Ari winced when her tights ripped, taking her heels and climbing to her feet as she ran for the exit, leaving her boss to scream in pain while clutching his broken nose.

Hearing gun pops and screaming above her, Ari watched Kings descend into pure chaos. Women in diamonds and silk dresses ran with men with gold watches and richly embroidered dress shirts.

“What’s going on?” Ari grabbed Sita’s arm, and the look on her face was all she needed to know.

“It’s him, isn’t it?” Sita couldn’t reply, grabbing Ari’s arm and forcing her to follow her to the fire exit as the crowd became more intense.

Descending to the parking garages, it only got worse as a man darted from the shadows, limping and covered in blood as he climbed into a motorized rickshaw.

Alphonso swore and broke from the crowd, joining Bobby as he peeled out of the parking garage under a shower of gunfire from security.

‘What did he do?!’ Ari clutched her heels in her fist and ran for the nearest taxi, demanding to be taken to her news station; someone had to be giving live coverage of what had just transpired.

Every television she passed on the way to the station was projecting the high-speed chase through the streets.

Ari ignored the stares from her coworkers as she ran barefoot through the halls with her heels and purse clenched tightly in her fists, slowing to a stop to watch the late-night news anchor report live a terrorist attack inside Kings perpetuated by a man posing as a waiter.

‘Terrorist?’ Ari pictured the man she had laid naked with on his couch that morning. Now, the camera zoomed in on Bobby, cuffed, bloody, and limping as the police chased him across rooftops, helicopters hovering overhead.

“Is that a sniper?” Ari gasped in horror while the receptionist, whom she leaned on for support, could only silently nod.

“FINAL WARNING!” The officer in the helicopter yelled through a megaphone, but the waiter in cuffs did not stop running.

Ari clapped a hand over her mouth, watching in silent horror as the sniper aimed his weapon.

There was a bright flash and a pop from the helicopter; Bobby stumbled over the rooftop’s edge, crashing through a metal awning below, and fell headfirst into the river.

The receptionist helped clean Ari up and sent her home in a taxi, leaving the whole station perplexed by Ari Arya’s reaction to the man who shot up Kings.

“Turn here, please,” Ari requested tiredly when the taxi driver did not slow down at her apartment complex.

“Excuse me, sir. I said, Stop here.” Irritation turned to fear when the taxi turned sharply into an alley.

The driver turned the ignition off and looked over his shoulder. Chief Rana Singh locked sinister, dark eyes with Ari.

A sweet-smelling napkin was forced against Ari’s mouth. She tried to fight back as her world turned fuzzy and faded into static.

Queenie had found Ari’s recording device in her purse—the hours of conversation with a man whom Ari called ‘The Beast’ about the goings on at Kings.

It was incriminating, and Queenie would not stand for it, orchestrating Chief Rana to kidnap Ari and bring the morning news anchor to her office.

“Put her to work in the VIP room tonight,” Queenie demanded as Chief Rana carried an unconscious Ari away into the dark. “And then I want you to hunt down ‘The Beast.’ and bring me his head.”

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[ 𝒜𝓇𝓉 ✧ ] any events and other things in your life are cannot be accurately predict by me and the tarot cards, do take a note that we are 'still' the creator of our 'future'- what you 'do' now will be the outcome of your future life and this could be either a good or bad, if your doing good and you are good to others expect the bright future ahead but in reverse you might expect the worst.

[ ℰ𝓂𝒾𝓈 ✧ ] to pick a pile, firstly take a good deep breath, second focus on every pile in the photo provided below { pile one, pile two, pile three }, and lastly scroll more down to reveal your reading. if you cannot still pick up any of the pile, do remember the sequence of what is written in the first sentence.

[ 𝒜𝓇𝓉ℯ𝓂𝒾𝓈 ✧ ] grammatical errors ahead, if you're a perfectionist then leave this pac. I do write with so many flaws and I know it's not perfect since my first language isn't english.

-` 𝑇𝐻𝐸𝐷𝐼𝑉𝐼𝑁𝐸𝐴𝑅𝑇 ´- ✰︵ — m a s t e r l i s t ´-

: ･. ﾟ ✧. : ･. ☽˚｡･ﾟ ✧: ･. :.

𝗢𝗥𝗜𝗚𝗜𝗡𝗔𝗟 𝗣𝗢𝗦𝗧 𝗜𝗡 𝗜𝗡𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗚𝗥𝗔𝗠 @𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗱𝗶𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘁𝘁

PILE ONE

• shock from something either a situation or a news

• honor or recognition from your labor ( work and study )

• death of someone or a major change; new beginning. for some, this could be an important decision that will brings change or worries and anxiety might be present too

• a news related to finances, either financial help or a loan.

• you will cut something or someone to your life, anger, loss and loneliness. seperation accompanied by pain.

• success from bussiness and love or moving away from local area or home environment to city life.

• changes in business or social situation and happy times

• letting go and releasing what is no longer serves you, moving and parting way. for some, loss by theft and will recover after difficulty.

• desires will be fulfilled; a wealth or inheritance from something or someone and a voyage specially using ships.

• a successful speculations.

PILE TWO

• loss and unhappy surprise or unexpected trouble

• change of residence for the better and could be later or sooner, a opportunity to redo something

• be careful when it comes for your health. A trip that usually over the water.

• success in business and love or signs about a successful speculations

• receiving or giving small sum of money. for some financial growth.

• desired opportunities or fulfilling your dreams. moon symbol is fortunate in your side.

• long distance journey. a gift, either materialism or time of someone, a helpful advice and a bit good news.

• do not trust someone, even though it's your family or friends, in next month possibly someone may betray you.

• a conflict, disagreement, betrayal that from a home or family.

PILE THREE

• gatherings with cheerful and gaiety moment.

• if your in relationship: marriage and rich is it or if not and single sensitive moments will may arrive

• shock from something or someone either it is bad or good

• being in a relationship if single. a return of ex-lover or broken friendship. A party and having fun. sexual contact or physical union.

• the discovery of a mystery from what affects you in this month (January).

• a new beginning or start of new phase of life. Marriage or engagement might be it is for some.

• wish fulfilment or desires being fulfill. for some, a wealth from inheritance or trade.

• financial achievement or improvement. lucky wins or lucky money.

• flattery of someone to you or having mutual feelings to someone.

• if single, fulfilment of highest aims or if not a rival in love.

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artificelux · 3 months ago

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About a year ago now is when Josh McCausland and I first wrapped production of the Color of a Mirror soundtrack, and sent it off for pressing! (The above photo is an abstract shot of the first test pressing sleeve.)

After the post the other day about the Full Moon Bundle (containing the limited vinyl release) I wanted to take a moment of special mention for this soundtrack and what it means to me.

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One of my biggest loves (and frustrations) of a show or video game is the music. When it’s done right, it’s one of those things that gives you chills, and you can’t wait to return to that universe, can’t wait to hear that title card music at the start of the next episode. (Like launching the original Mass Effect and hearing that menu music.) On the flip side, it can derail the whole experience for me… or at least make it far less memorable, because music often sets the scene for me.

This extends to when I’m writing, as well. Depending on the mood or the emotion, I’ll find different songs that fit that character or scene. And then lots of times, I’ll have that selection on repeat for a few days. Haha.

So being able to collaborate with a composer on the sound of this dark cyberpunk universe I’d been writing for a handful of years, trying to pull on all those ambient/sci-fi/industrial influences but also create something that felt new, something that could be listened to while you’re reading or on its own… it was really an amazing experience, and I couldn’t be prouder of what we came up with!

It all started with just two images that I sent to Josh; I said, “This is the vibe.” (He hadn’t read the book at that point, and I was thinking he was just going to make a single promo song for me.) When he came back to me with about ten different options, making it super difficult to choose, I knew the project had to be a full album. Iterating back and forth with him and seeing his process, taking some of those initial hooks and tying them together… so much fun!

The title track “Color of a Mirror” was one of those original concepts that I just couldn’t get enough of. The sound for the rest of the album was really born there, I think.

All in all, it’s such an honor to see my vision of this novel through someone else’s skill and expertise in an entirely different discipline. Such a pleasure, and I cannot wait to work on Vol. 2 together!

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Check out the soundtrack on Bandcamp to give Josh some love:

(Also available on major streaming platforms.)

And if you want to check out the book as well, head over to my website.

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Thanks for reading!

-Daniel

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ofmdrecaps · 4 months ago

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07/22-23/2024 Daily OFMD Recap

TLDR; David Jenkins; Rhys Darby; Taika Waititi; Kristian Nairn; Dominic Burgess; Vico Ortiz; Bumbles Darby; Voting Reminders; Trends; In Person Events: FlameCon NYC; Fan Spotlight: Cast Cards/Colouring Pages; Mini Love Notes;

== David Jenkins ==

David's enjoying some of the awesome work @mistysblueboxstuff has done!

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Also, Chaos Dad shared some adorable work by @cheenii-m! So glad to see Dad spreading the OFMD fanart love.

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== Rhys Darby ==

Rhys is heading back to the UK on Nov 22 an 23 for the Republic of Pirates at Starfury Heathrow!

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Volton Official is giving some love to Rhys and sharing all of his voice acting and acting exploits! Lovely to see some of his past works still praising and sending him love!

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== Taika Waititi ==

New Time Bandits clip featuring Taika! Only 2 more days to Time Bandit's launching on Apple TV! If you've got access, please support our boys Taika and Jemaine on release day/week!

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== Kristian Nairn ==

Kristian delighted his crowd by playing the game of thrones theme!

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Good news! Several fans have been asking for an audio book version of Beyond The Throne-- and as you can see Kristian is working on it!

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== Dominic Burgess ==

Dominic had the honor of hosting The Blank Theatre: Young Playrights Festival! Thank you so much for supporting young folks in the industry Dominic!

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A very important update from Dominic on the cat front too!

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== Vico Ortiz ==

CW: Topless Vico! Also a video on their tiktok!

Source: Vico Ortiz' Instagram

== Bumbles Darby ==

Rosie keeping us apprised of Bumbles shenanigans!

Source: Rosie Carnahan Darby's Instagram Stories

== Voting Reminders ==

= Tell Tale TV =

Tell Tale TV's poll is still up and you can vote every day! No need to sign up-- if you have a moment please vote for OFMD! Poll: What’s the Most Heartbreaking TV Cancellation of the Year So Far?

Source: JimJim531969 on Twitter

= Gold Derby Voting =

Reminder! If you haven't already, and you're comfortable signing up with an email-- you can still vote for Our Flag Means Death, and Rhys Darby for Gold Derby Awards! You can do so here! Thank you @adoptourcrew for continuing to make these beautiful visuals to remind folks to vote!

Source: Adopt Our Crew's Twitter

== Trends ==

Thank you to @melvisik for catching this yesterday!

== In Person Events ==

In person event happening at Flame Con X in NYC at Sheraton Times Square (Room D). on Sunday Aug 18 at 1 pm! If you'd like to join you can get your tickets at flamecon.org! It is a masked event, fyi!

Source: hisglassoftea's Twitter

== Fan Spotlight ==

= Cast Cards =

Tonight's cast card by @melvisik is listed as a stand-in as well as in Republic of Pirates Town according to https://ofmd-crew.com/!

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== OFMD Colouring Pages ==

Another fabulous colouring page from @patchworkpiratebear -- hey I recognize that merman! Loving the texture on this one.

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== Love Notes ==

Hey lovelies, being so swamped as I am right now I'm gonna just be sharing some love notes from some other folks for a while, hope you're all doing okay.

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#Youtube #daily ofmd recap #ofmd daily recap #ofmd #our flag means death #time bandits #taika waititi #rhys darby #vico ortiz #bumbles darby #rhys darby faction #david jenkins #chaos dad #flame con nyc #dominic burgess #kristian nairn #gold derby tv awards #tell tale tv poll

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marblemoonstones · 9 months ago

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lucky 🍰

main masterlist

summary: a cute date involving your boyfriend, the barbie movie, and one strawberry shortcake milkshake.

warnings: f reader, boyfriend jimin, kissing, fluff!!

word count ~2.2k

a/n: fluffy jimin drabble in honor of valentine’s day!! (to those who celebrate) sorry i slightly rushed through this, but i wanted to post! ❤️🫶🏼🌹

also no spoilers for the barbie movie! 🩷

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“Babe please,” you whine, tugging at your boyfriend’s arm, “Just put the outfit on!”

You’re currently in you and your boyfriend’s bedroom, clothes scattered everywhere with the controversial outfit laid out on the bed.

“No!” Retorts Jimin, crossing his arms sassily.

Why were you arguing? Because today was July 21st, and the Barbie Movie was out. All you wanted was a cute little movie date with your boyfriend, and of course you had to dress on theme. But someone was being stubborn.

“Babe, it’s just a pink outfit! I wanted us to look cute together for the movie,” you pout, giving up and sitting on the bed.

Truthfully, the outfit wasn’t that bad. A pink and aqua striped button up with pink shorts. But one might’ve thought you were asking Jimin to wear an inflatable costume with the way he was acting.

“I know sweets, but can’t I just wear my usual clothing? What’s so special about this movie anyways?” Jimin asks, coming to sit next to you.

You trace the flowers on the bedspread, unsure of what to say. Why did you want him to wear this? Maybe because you were looking forward to this movie, maybe because you wanted to be a cute matching couple.

Jimin sighs, wrapping his arms around you and you feel the soft fabric of his sweatshirt.

“Okay. I’m sorry love, if you really want me to wear this I will if it makes you happy. I want you to be happy, my love,” Jimin says softly, giving you a soft peck on your nose, making you giggle.

“There’s my sweets’ smile!” Jimin then proceeds to give you a smattering of kisses all over your face. Both your cheeks, your lips, your forehead, the small freckle on your chin.

You laugh, saying “Jimin, stop! Babe, please!”

Jimin does stop, giving you one last smooch on your lips.

“Okay, I’ll go change. You need to as well!” He says, pushing you to the closet, “I know you’ve been planning this outfit for a while!”

Yes, you had been. Ever since you found out the release date for the movie you had rushed to find the perfect outfit.

As soon as you saw the trailer and Barbie’s pink gingham dress, you were inspired. Dragging Jimin with you (much to his dismay), you shopped until you found pink and white gingham shorts overalls.

“Babe look! It’s perfect!” You cheered to Jimin, grabbing it off the rack.

Jimin smiled at you, happy that you were happy.

“Yes it is. Now, what shoes are you wearing with it?”

You hadn’t even thought of shoes!

“Ummm…I’m not sure. What do you think?” You ask, going up to the counter to pay.

After exiting the story, you two had stopped for a smoothie. Sitting in the booth, you contemplate your shoe options.

“I think you should find some cute sneakers to go with it,” said Jimin, putting his arm around your shoulder.

You nod, excited at the prospect of new shoes (what can you say? you’re a shopaholic).

“Okay! Let’s go!”

You barely give Jimin time to finish his smoothie before you’re leading him to a shoe store.

After much scouring, you find the perfect sneakers that are white with a pink bow on the side.

Jimin paid for them, ignoring your protests.

“Let me spoil you, sweets. It’s my job as your boyfriend,” he said, pulling out his fancy credit card.

Now, you pull on the overalls with a plain white tee beneath it and spritz yourself with perfume that Jimin got for your two year anniversary.

“Almost ready babe!” You call to Jimin, grabbing your pink quilted heart purse. A quick check in the mirror shows that your pink bows in your hair were still intact.

Opening the closet door, you stop in your tracks when you see Jimin. His shirt has the top button open, showing off his collarbones and he really is your Ken. Your other half.

You swear that you fall even more in love.

“Wow, Jimin. You look perfect. I love you so much,” you breathe out, walking over to kiss him.

“You look perfect too, mi amor, and I love you as well,” says Jimin, returning the sweet kiss.

After you pull away Jimin buries his head in your neck, happy that you’re wearing the sweet perfume he got you.

“Mmm…love, you smell like strawberries…” Jimin mumbles, not realizing he was making me blush.

“Let’s go!” You say, quickly bounding to get your shoes on and trying to ignore your heated face.

Jimin laughs but follows you and you both put your shoes on and head out.

At the theatre Jimin buys popcorn and a drinks, telling you “Let me treat you. It’s my duty as a good boyfriend!”

Munching on popcorn you two find a seat in the middle of the almost-empty theatre.

“We almost have the whole place to ourselves!” You whisper to Jimin, glancing around. There’s only another couple in the back and a family in the front.

The trailers start, and you and Jimin always have play a game to guess what the movie is before the trailer is over.

“Wonka! Starring Timothy Chalamet!” You cheer quietly, smiling at Jimin’s eye roll.

“Whatever. You just think he’s hot,” Jimin grumbles.

You shrug. “Maybe so. But I still guessed it!”

Eventually, the movie starts. The opening scene was surprising, but you quickly were invested.

From Barbie’s fabulous outfits to Gloria’s speech, you loved it.

At the end, when ‘What Was I Made For?’ was playing, you felt a tear roll down your cheek. The song touched your soul and this movie truly resonated with you.

“My love, please don’t cry,” murmers Jimin, reaching over to gently wipe the tear away.

This sweet gesture just makes you tear up more.

“Amor, what’s wrong?” Jimin asks, concerned when you don’t stop crying. He hates to see you sad, and would do anything to make you happy.

“I-it’s just that-“ sniffle “-the message in the movie is so m-meaningful to me and I-“ sniffle “-just love you so much and appreciate you and the way you’ve never made me feel stupid and-“

“My love, you are not stupid. You are so smart and you mean the world to me,” Jimin says, reaching in to hug you tightly. “I am so glad that this movie touched your soul so much, and you will always be my one and only.”

Hugging Jimin back feels like the warm feeling you get when you eat hot soup. It starts with the heat in your stomach and then becomes warmth that spreads to the rest of your body. You feel true happiness.

“Thank you baby,” you whisper into Jimin’s shoulder, hugging him (if possible) more snugly.

Jimin kisses your head softly.

After the movie you two head out, Jimin’s jacket slung over your shoulders. Drunk on love you two giggle like lovesick teenagers as you leave and go into the chilly evening air.

“Babe I don’t want to go hoooome,” you whine to Jimin, climbing into the passenger seat of his car.

“Okay, we don’t have to yet. Where do you want to go?” Jimin asks, pulling out of the movie theatre parking lot.

“I don’t know…let’s just drive around,” you suggest.

Jimin drives around and there’s nothing much open. Then you get a glimpse of a lit up neon sign down the road.

“Baby! Let’s go there, it looks open!” You point to the sign and Jimin obliges.

Jimin parks and you see that it’s a small diner.

“Looks like it’s still open. Let’s go in!” Jimin exclaims, opening the door for you. He’s ever the gentlemen.

The bell jingles as we step inside the vintage looking diner, with worn black and white tile and pink leather booths. Matching stools line the counter and milkshake machines with glasses are behind it.

“Wow. I’ve never been in here before. Maybe it’s new?” You ask, partly to yourself.

“Maybe so. C’mon, let’s order something!” Jimin practically drags you to the counter and you two sit next to each other on the spinny barstools.

There’s no one eating, but you do hear a couple sounds from in the kitchen, a sign that someone’s here.

“Be with you in a moment!” Calls a cheery voice.

You and Jimin look around at the diner, admiring the jukebox in the corner while you wait.

A minute later a brown haired girl comes out of the kitchen holding a notepad.

“Hello! Sorry about the wait. Welcome to the Magic Shop Diner. My name’s Amelia and I’ll take your order today! What can I get for you two?”

You and Jimin look at the menu on the wall, unsure of what to order because of the variety of choices.

“What would you recommend?” Jimin finally asks, after several moments of hesitation.

“Well, for couples there’s a strawberry shortcake milkshake special! A large milkshake with two straws for a lower price!” Peppy Amelia says.

“What about it love? Do you want the strawberry shortcake special?” Jimin asks you.

You think about it. Come to think of it, a milkshake would really hit the spot. And a pink one? Perfect for the movie you just saw.

“Sure, but only if you want it,” you say, grasping Jimin’s hand.

“If that’s what you want, let’s get it. We’ll take one strawberry shortcake milkshake with the couple special please,” orders Jimin.

“Great! I’ll get that for you as soon as possible.” Amelia goes to the milkshakes machine and starts to make it.

“I’m excited babe. It’s perfect for the Barbie movie! I have to take a picture of it before we eat it,” you say, thinking about how aesthetically pleasing the milkshake will look in the diner.

“Sure, sweets. I’ll take some of you with the milkshake too,” Jimin says fondly, grinning at the beam in your eyes.

You lay your head on Jimin’s shoulder, his hand warming yours. Closing your eyes for a moment, you think about how happy you feel. The perfect boyfriend with the perfect movie for a perfect date.

“Your order is ready!” Amelia says, breaking your train of thought.

You open your eyes and lift your head up. There on the counter is a pink milkshake piled with whipped cream, a slice of strawberry shortcake, and a cherry on top. It looks like a sugary paradise.

“It’s perfect! Thank you, Amelia,” you gush, whipping out your phone. After snapping some photos of the milkshake, Jimin takes your phone and tells you to pose. You slide the drink closer to you and grin. Then you mime taking a sip, but something doesn’t feel right.

“Babe! I need you in a picture with me. Let’s take a selfie!” You hold out your phone as you and Jimin take a sip of the milkshake together. Afterwards, Jimin presses a kiss to your lips, and you barely stop yourself from dropping your phone. His lips taste like strawberry and you swear it’s like tasting heaven.

“Mmm, babe!” You say, your voice slightly muffled.

Jimin takes the hint and pulls away, smirking at your flustered face. “What’s wrong, my love?”

You glare at him. “I want to eat the milkshake now! And you’re distracting me!”

Jimin’s smirk melts into a cheesy grin. “Okay, fine. Let’s devour this thing!”

After much slurping and many ‘mmms’ you and Jimin finally finish the milkshake.

“That was so good,” you moan, once again resting your head on Jimin’s shoulder. Tummy full, all you want to do is curl up and sleep off the sugar.

“I agree. Hey, Amelia, how much do we owe?” Jimin asks, catching the attention of the brunette.

“Well…it’s on the house because you two are too cute!” Amelia cheers. You swear you see heart eyes as Amelia looks at you and Jimin.

“No, really, how much did we owe you?” Jimin presses, refusing to accept the free drink.

“Really, nothing,” Amelia assures, pushing away Jimin’s cash.

“But it was so good! Surely we need to pay,” you protest, seeing Amelia shake her head.

“Fine. Then we’ll just leave a huge tip,” says Jimin, leaving the cash in the tip jar by the cash register.

“Oh, well you really don’t have to!” Amelia says, but you can tell she’s happy about it.

“Yes, we do. And we’ll recommend this place to our friends too!” You say, already imagining the future double dates you and your friends can do here.

“Well, we appreciate it. You folks are so cute! I hope you have a great evening,” Amelia says cheerily.

“You too!”

You and Jimin leave with your arms around each other.

Once you get inside the car, you sigh. “I’m so happy right now, babe. I hope we can always be this happy.”

Jimin turns to look at you for a brief moment, smiling. “Me too. I love you so much, my love.”

“And I love you.” You yawn wide, the night’s activities catching up to you.

“Take a nap, amor. I’ll wake you when we get home,” Jimin says, giving me a blanket from the backseat.

“Okay, thanks baby.”

You close your eyes and fall asleep, wondering, “How did I get so lucky?”

a/n: I am trying to write more small fics/drabbles! hope you enjoyed reading. 🩷🫶🏼

#bts #bts x reader #marblemoonstones #park jimin #bts jimin #jimin x reader #bts jimin x reader

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