#rip kies he doesn't deserve this ]

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Rafe pampering you and getting you lingerie

Rafe has been seeing how hard you've been working lately at your job at the bookstore. Then you come home cook and clean. Even though Rafe tries to help you out, you still mainly want to do it. You don't even need to do those things he's told you before he'd do it himself or hire people. But no, you tell him... you have a specific way to do things.

He decided that tonight, though, that you'll be relaxed completely, no cleaning, cooking nothing like that. He gets food cooked at the house and makes sure he cleans the house just how you like it. Then he goes out and buys you a little something that he thinks you definitely deserve for being such a good girl.

When you get off work, all you want to do is eat, cuddle with Rafe, and read a little. "Rafe, are you home?" you call out as you take your shoes off. Sometimes you get home before him, others times he does. "I'm in the dining room, honey," you hear him

You can smell food as you walk closer and closer to the room. Once you walk in, you're shocked. "What...what is this all for Rafe?" You're saying with a smile as you take in the scene before you.

The lights are dimmed with a few candles, making the room look cozy. The table has all your favorite foods, including drinks and desserts. You also see your favorite flowers at the table.

"You've been working so hard lately... and I thought that you deserved this," he says while taking your hand to have you sit at the table

It's not like Rafe doesn't spoil you or treat you to things...he does a lot actually...it's just this caught you off guard, and you're smiling throughout dinner thinking about that he did this for you

After you both eat your fill and talk about everything and anything. He comes around the table with something wrapped for you. "What's this?" You look up at him as he strokes your hair. "I don't know. You'll have to open it and see"

You dive right into ripping it up. Rafes laughing, seeing you so enthusiastic about opening it. Your eyes sparkle as you hold up the garment. "You did not, Rafe," you say, looking at him. He smirks at you. "But I did baby...you deserve it"

He got you a Lilac colored babydoll lingerie set. The cups were lacey, but they still would lift your boobs a bit. The body was flowy and see through letting him see your curves and plush tummy. The underwear was a thong that was lacey, too.

"This is gorgeous, Honey," you say, standing up to give him a kiss and a hug. "You like it?" he says with a little apprehension. "Yes, yes, I love it!" You jump up and down a little from being so happy. It really was beautiful.

"Why don't we go upstairs?...you go and try it on and I'll take care of you" he's telling you between kisses....your squeezing your thighs together getting excited "You've been a good girl lately and I wanna treat you...your in for a night" he keeps saying

You grab his hand him trailing behind you as you go up the stairs into your guy's room. "I'm gonna go try it on," you say, holding the lingerie up

As Rafe goes to sit on the bed, he takes his shirt, needing to get a little cool. He's been hard since seeing you get home imagining you in the set.

The set was gorgeous on you in the mirror. It fit you like a glove and made your tits look great and showed off your curves, too. You fix your hair a little before walking out to see Rafe sitting on the bed staring straight at the door as you open it.

"Oh fuck sweetheart" he's groaning out eyeing you from head to toe. "This...your...you look fucking gorgeous" he finally gets the words out as you walk towards to him

He stands up once you're close to him, instantly cupping your jaw and kissing you. "Fuck" Rafe keeps moaning out whenever he breaks apart from kissing you.

"You look so good, baby...such a good girl for me always," Rafe is telling you as he walks you backward towards the bed to have you sit down

You can feel yourself starting to get wet...he kneels down on the carpet before you and starts kissing your legs, working his way up to your core

"I'm keeping these panties on you while I eat you out" he says while rubbing your slit up and down over your panties

"Mmm...Rafe, that feels nice... I want more, please," you whine to him. "You've been such a good girl for me love, I'm giving you whatever you want, love," Rafes tells you while moving your panties to the side, seeing your start to drip from your cunt

"I can never get tired at looking at your pussy" Rafe says before diving into you and licking you from your entrance up to your clit.

"Oh shit Rafe" you call out as you reach to grab his hair as he keeps devouring you. Taking your slick from your hole to use over your clit. He takes your clit between his lips and goes back and fourth from sucking on it to licking it. "You taste good baby" he hums into your cunt. The vibrations from him talking feel so good.

His large hands are pinning your thighs to the bed, making sure you can't go anywhere he doesn't want you to. Rafe starts to tease your hole with his index finger. "Ah Rafe please...please"

With hearing your cries, he pushes his finger in curving up to find your g-spot. "Shit... shit," you cry out while rocking your hips back and forth against Rafes face.

"Cum on my face love" Rafe mumbles against your cunt. The vibrations sending you to your orgasm. You feel your entire body start to relax more as you let Rafes' hair go and lay completely back on the bed

"What a good girl you are, love." Rafe coos as he watches you while he stands up to hover over you and kiss you

Your mind is starting to feel light. Along with your body. You haven't been this relaxed in a minute it feels so nice

"It's your night, love. What else do you want?" Rafe asks you while pulling down your bra cup to lick you nipples "Oh...I want you, Rafe," you whine out. "Gotta be a little more specific than that love," he teases you while switching to the other nipple

"Mmm...your...your cock I want it" you cry to him your body needs him so bad your dripping down your thighs and Rafes chin is clearly coated in your slick. You watch as he takes off his pants and boxers in one go. Rafes completely naked while you still have the lingerie set on. With your panties pulled to the side and bra cups down showing your tits.

"How should I fuck you mmm...looking at that gorgeous face or seeing this ass" he says while starting to stroke his cock spreading the pre-cum all over

"I...I don't care Rafe, I just need you." You're pulling at his shoulders to get him closer to you and kiss him. All you can think about is Rafes cock. You want him inside of you filling you up and cumming inside your cunt

Rafe teases your clit with the tip of his dick making both of you moan out at the feeling. He's teasing you taking his cock up and down almost going inside you then going up to your clit again

Your minds gone fuzzy at this point all you can do is plead "Rafe please just fuck me"...he looks at you with such a loving smile "It's a good thing good girls get what they want then isn't it" he says while pushing his cock into you finally

"Ohh... finally," you moan out while clutching onto Rafes' shoulders as he pushes all the way inside you. His little praises and actions are making you feel so cared for and you can feel your self going into subspace...Rafe can see it in your eyes too

"Fuck there you go love...just relax and let me take care of you" he loves seeing you like this...knowing he did that to you taking care of you and fucking you so good that you are in heaven

Rafe moves his hand between your bodies while continuing with his thrusts and starts rubbing your clit. "Ahh, mmm," you can't even get words out at how he's making you feel

"Your cunt is squeezing me so good...I'm gonna fill you up" Rafes sputtering out while his thrusts are getting sloppier but his fingers on your clit are getting faster making sure that you cum too. Your cries are getting louder.

You can feel you orgasm coming. Feeling it unwind in your stomach and electricity going through your body, making you cry out and dig your nails into Rafes shoulders

"Oh fuckk" Rafe groans out feeling your cunt throb around him as you cum and with your fingernails digging into his shoulder causing a little pain. It has Rafe cumming inside of you filling you up

"Mmm" you sigh as you feel his cum dripping out of you. "Shit, that's a good girl" Rafes coos while stroking your thigh watching his cum drip out your cunt.

"You did so good honey," you can hear his words, but they sound a little muffled. You feel completely fucked out right now. This whole evening made you relaxed and feel so loved by Rafe. "You still with me?" Rafe asks while he starts to clean you up with a towel. He knows that you're out of it, and that's just how he wanted you

"Mhmm" is all you can get out. You don't even want to speak right now, completely relaxed. Rafe leaves all of the lingerie on you while he pulls on boxers before coming next to you and cuddling.

"Get some rest, love," he says while pulling you under his chin to cuddle. "You've got a long night ahead of you... I don't want a single thought in this head tonight, " he says, kissing your head.

Fuck you were gonna be sore tomorrow...

[hepaidattention]

I love the scene on the boat in early s3 with JJ and Kie, where they almost kiss, for a unending amount of reasons. the scene literally lays out what's gonna happen for the rest of the season.

the fact that it's just them in this scene tells me that the moment that Kie found them again JJ did not leave her side. he was clung to her side until he got too close and pulled away again, just like he does for the rest of the season.

the conversation, while almost about to kiss, tells you so much about how well Kie knows JJ. she knows how hard it will be for him getting back. she also knows how little helps he has in this world, and how she would do anything to keep him safe. when she says, "We're gonna handle this together" that's Kie saying "I care about you and you're not in this alone" because Kie knows JJ always thinks he's alone in life. she wants to make it clear to him that she loves him without saying those exact words.

reading Kie’s face in the reunited scene and the boat scene says so much, because you can see Kie I think really realizing just how much she cares about JJ. just how much she loves him. the disappointment and fear is palpable. I think she's known for a while on the island, but was in more denial than anything. but I think these things really made it click for her. she almost never saw him ever again. she has been by JJs side for a whole month, doing everything with him, falling madly in love with him, to then be ripped away with the possibility of never seeing his face again or feeling his hugs again.

I feel like JJ and Kie were enough in the high of that feeling of almost losing each other that they would have kissed, if it weren’t for Pope. JJ was words away from confessing something and I think he was outside of reality enough, outside of his head and just there with her enough that things would've been said much sooner. we saw when almost losing her AGAIN that he confessed loving her, and that ofen seems to be the only thing pushing JJ out if his cycles. however, I think JJ would have pushed Kie even further away if they had kissed on the boat.

and when he pulls away because of Pope, and he starts to retreat emotionally as well as physically, Kies concern is so evident. at first it looks like she's upset about Pope but it's not really about him as much as she's realized she is head over heels in love with her best friend and he just got reminded of all the reasons they shouldn't be together. like yeah Pope was an issue, but Pope is never brought up as a problem between them again. he's not really what's pulled JJ away and Kie knows that. he's looking for excuses, because he doesn't feel like he's worth it. he then retreats and isolates himself from her, and it kills her because she can see him doing what he always does when he gets too close to people.

by the time she comes and sees him at his house, everything that has already happens happens again, the same way. she let's him know just how much she cares and won't let him be in this alone, they get really close, and he isolates and pushes her away.

when she sees him at the chateau she then calls him out for it which I love, and that brings them together until Mike had to go be an asshole and scare him back into his isolation again. he doesn't physically run away because that hasn't worked twice now, Kies too stubborn, so he puts emotional boundaries between them. he steals so she'll see how much he doesn't deserve her, he does reckless shit knowing how mad she'll be.

it's a constant cycle until JJ is the one realizing just how much he loves her, and realizing how he might never see her again (thanks to her parents). he'd already almost lost her once and he wasn't going through that again. I think at this point JJ had pushed and pushed and pushed and Kie was still there, pushing back, and when she wasn't there anymore he knew he had to go get her. JJ went from chasing Kie, to pushing her away all season, to chasing her again.

I think JJ needed to see Kie fight for him over and over again to get to where he was at Kitty Hawk. what I loved the most about Kitty Hawk is it was a rescue mission gone right. the first rescue mission tanked and Kie saved herself like the queen she is, but Kitty Hawk was a little bit of a redemption for JJ in a way. This time he would save her, and this time he would tell her how he felt.

the parallels and map of their story this season was just beautiful, because each scene mirrored the other in some way. the first one on the boat, starting it all.

[felixcloud6288]

Fullmetal Alchemist Chapter 106

So what exactly did Scar pull off? Did it destabilize the Philosopher's Stone layer Father had placed or did it rewrite the formulas used to transmute?

His wording sounds more like the latter. Amestrian Alchemy uses formulas taught to them by Father 350 years ago, making them dependent on his whims. He doesn't remark that anything is amiss, just that it's not working now.

And now w're seeing a bit of Izumi's personal flair with Alchemy. Ed likes to make his long range stone attacks look like beasts. Al makes his look like fists. Izumi makes spikes on chains.

Izumi's style seems fairly resource conservative. Like, why bother making this giant pillar when a chain takes less mass and is way more capable of movement?

One of the cannons Ed makes looks like a monster's mouth.

Here's a bit of trivia from the English translation. In chapter 31, Greed was originally chained to a cross but it was changed to a large stone slab. This is because FMA came out in the 2000s, an era where there was an foolish belief that all media has to appeal to Christian extremists even though they make up an insignificant percent of your audience and they would decry your work as being of the devil no matter what you do.

I bring this up because there's a flashback panel in this chapter that shows Greed strapped to the cross instead of a stone slab.

Those are two separately drawn images by the way.

All the guys just made a rectangular stone pillar and called it an elevator. Izumi's the only one who added any flair to hers.

Ed lost his leg and had to learn how to rely on others to keep standing.

Al lost his body and had to learn how to find enjoyment with what he had.

Izumi lost her organs and had to learn to treasure the time with the family she has.

Roy lost his sight and is learning how to rely on others for guidance.

Did nobody in the crowd notice Greed shimmying his way up? He managed to reach the floor Scar and Lanfan are on. And that is above the floor Hawkeye and the Armstrongs are on.

Greed wanted Wrath dead. He found no satisfaction with getting what he wanted.

Kimblee wanted to see if humans or Homunculi were more fit to rule the world. While he joined the Homunculi because they let him kill and destroy, he was ideologically neutral in the conflict.

And he utterly despises hypocrisy. If you claim one thing, you need to act on it. He hated how Roy and Riza didn't like killing but still joined the military. Meanwhile he showed respect to Alex who chose to defy orders and save Ishbalans.

Kimblee has nothing but respect for Ed because Ed has the conviction to not kill despite everything.

Meanwhile Pride's conviction was that the Homunculi were superior to humans. But he would rather survive using a human vessel rather than die as a Homunculus. And for that, Kimblee decided that the Homunculi do not deserve to inherit the future.

He tips his hat and vanishes, knowing that Ed will win this conflict.

Maybe at some point, Father tried to make an actual family. He made a tiny little being to call his son. And as a parent, he wanted to think of it as his pride and joy. But because he does not put the effort into truly understanding anything, he couldn't understand why people find joy in family.

And so he took that little being and infused it with the essence of his own pride. And that little being he once tried to make a family out of was turned into a pawn for his schemes. And so Pride served Father in the hopes he might receive the love that would be expected of a family.

And that original being, stripped away from Father's ego is what Ed found.

A quick hint to Father's weakness. The moment he had to defend himself from Hohenheim, he had to stop trying to rip the souls out of those soldiers. So he can't multitask. He's all strength and no skill.

But that should be obvious at this point. He has no creativity. He only knows how to scheme and steal power. He doesn't know how to use it to its potential.

How messed up is the King of Cselkcess that he's still obsessed with immortality even after everything that's happened.

Of course, it was all a stalling tactic as Father waited for Ed to arrive and he could strike all of them at once.

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[risingsouls]

🦎[What do you think could be done to improve Super as a series?]

🦎 for my work thoughts || Always Accepting!

[Hoo boy. That's a big question because I would change so damn much. But I think I can sort it down to three main categories:

Tone Whiplash

Taking the interesting concepts introduced and keeping them interesting

Make it feel less like a parody (which is sort of a combo of the two but)

Probably one of the biggest issues I have with Super is the tone whiplash we get from Z to Super. For me, Z evolved from Dragonball's fun, comedic, and more whimsical tone to Z's well-implemented balance of seriousness when the moment called for it while keeping some of the fun and humor from DB. In other words, the series felt like it matured with the characters to put it a different way. Then Super comes in and it feels like it's more interested in reviving much of DB's comedic tone, relying more on jokes and fan service rather than actually continuing the story with a tone similar to what we get in Z. Moments that deserve anything other than a laugh feel passed over if not disregarded in seconds. The characters we watched grow and mature and change feel completely regressed to either what we see in DB if they were there (big examples being Goku and Bulma for this) or their characterization goes full tilt into One Attribute to the point od the character feeling totally flat or their motivations and actions just don't make sense because of it (Vegeta is a good example of this one). And all of this is, as I said, either for a laugh or because of fan service (and I don't just mean the sexy kind, either; excuse my tinfoil hat here, but I've been convinced for a long time that Super's writers are absolutely actively taking cues from fan material and reactions far more than they did with Z because I know there were issues with that back then too) makes it feel like you're watching a completely unrelated series if not just a fan made series. If you're not prepared for it, it's a really big slap in the face and jarring.

The next thing that absolutely sucks with Super is they really do actually introduce a lot of neat concepts and plots but....do nothing with them or ruin them by the end of the arc. Super is a bottomless mine for new concepts from God Ki In general, gods of destruction, angels, and the new universes to new forms(?) like Ultra Instinct, Beast Gohan, Orange Piccolo (both stupid names) and Ultra Ego. But we get next to zero explanation of them, and if we do, it's conflicting or even completely retconned later in the series. Again, it feels like it's all done just to do it and bring in a new form or power or whatever without making it feel relevant or giving any understanding as to why it's special from what we already know and understand. Similarly, pretty much all of the main arcs start our with interesting premises. However, most of the time, by the end, it becomes a huge train wreck and the whole thing just felt like a waste of time (the Goku Black arc which doesn't deserve the hype the fandom gives it I'll say it and the Granolah arc are good examples for basically the same reason). In every arc, it basically feels like there are no real stakes, and, if there were stakes like in the ToP, they get ripped out from beneath us by the god of gods saying they only made the tournament to see if the winner would wish back the other universes from being erased. And even with the concession of Zeno apparently claiming that he would erase all the universes if the winner made a selfish wish, it just makes the entire arc feel pointless. And this feels like it happens in every arc: if the plot had any teeth, by the end, they've been completely ripped out.

And finally, it just needs to not feel like I'm watching or reading a parody or poorly executed fan fiction. As I said this kind of puts both of them together and is just big on how poor the writing is most of the time, from the plot to the characters themselves. I mean shit there's not even blood. And I guess I get they're trying to appeal to a younger audience but listen. I was watching Goku beat the tar out of Frieza at 6 and I liked the series just fine, blood and not constant jokes and all. And maybe I'm just asking to much of this series but damn. If it felt like there was half the effort put into Super as was put into Z (which don't get me wrong could have used a little more effort and care itself in places), this could have actually been a halfway enjoyable series. But as it stands, I can barely handle a few episodes at a time or more than the monthly manga chapter to sate my curiosity and see if anything I want to see in this series comes to pass.]

[fortuna-majoris]

Ok so I didn't have my coffee when I wrote the above post and I missed some key details of my immortal great grandma. Like she had COVID at the age 90 and fucking pulled through it without any complications (like my cousin can't run as fast as she could, post COVID but my grandma was on her feet the day she tested negative again). Also she, my grandpa (her son), my uncle (I have two and this was the younger one), my aunt and my cousin baby brother went to my native to visit the family shrine (in Rajasthan rural area, we own a house and we rent it out). There she caught a lung infection and because her body wasn't getting enough oxygen, she couldn't eat properly and because of that she became listless and didn't have a will to live (the only time I have feared her dying and honestly I had breakdown in front of my counselor about it but that's another story). Then we visited a doc and he told us to get some tests done and in her blood report, the only thing abnormal was her oxygen levels and everything else was perfect and she could stop taking her bp and sugar tablets (she literally recovered from type two diabetes). The doc then told us that we couldn't do anything abt the oxygen levels and the only way to extend her life was to give her oxygen artificially to make up for the low amount produced by her body. Luckily a family friend had the machine because her late (rip) grandpa needed it and they let us borrow it for however long. 2 months later, guess what? The oxygen in her blood if fucking normal without the machine. SHE LITERALLY DID SOMETHING THAT THE FUCKING DOCTORS TOLD WAS IMPOSSIBLE. Her lifestyle is also on another level like:

1. Doesn't eat after sunrise and only eats 45 mins after sunrise

2. Hasn't touches meat, eggs, root veg (onion, garlic, carrot, radish, potato, turnip, etc) in her life.

3. Has done some serious fasts (one of which lasts for 13 months and goes like, 1 day you don't eat and only survive on water, second day you eat only two meals before sunrise and 45 mins after sunset and follow my grandma's diet. Skip eating next two days, eat two meals after those, skip food three days, eat two meals the next day, continue like this till you reach eight days without eating and then repeat the cycle for 13 months she has done this twice in her life).

Also she loves to haunt the house during night time (imagine a 5'0 OLD lady with white hair roaming around in the middle of the night (this honestly gave and still gives me nightmares). And she still cooks her own food and she is the biggest mother her ever, she will constantly pester me about drinking water and whenever I am studying (I study in her room in my late great grandpa's bed) she keeps feeding me and filling my bottles. Also she raised me for my first two years because my sperm donor and his family were abusive so my mom divorced the hell out of him and then my grandma died and basically everyone went into depression so my great grandma basically learnt how to prepare formula, change nappys and basically almost everything even hindi (she speaks a regional language and refuses to learn English because, 'main un angrazo ki bhaasha nahi seekoongi Chubby' (I will not learn the language of the English colonizers) trust me I have tried teaching her a bit of English)

She is a gem but one with sharp edges. She absolutely hates my aunt (who is fucking karen-like bitch tbh) but that is a story for another day.

(sorry for hijacking the post and making it all about my great grandma, but tbh sbe deserves it)

every so often I remember that the East India Company is back

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kovyou [ x ]

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        The prince was unable to keep the troubled expression from forming on his face, for the princess' unanticipated reaction in his presence threw him completely off guard. Though his eyes never leave her figure as she walks past the two of them, Kaede doesn't give so much as a glance his way before disappearing into the halls of the castle.

        Kies didn't think of himself as a fool. No, he never took himself to be the oblivious type. Not like Sieg, whose fervent desire to play the part of a knight was currently obscuring his feelings that clearly crossed the boundaries of chivalry and well into that of romantic love. (In a way, he pitied Kaede's relative, who had to deal with his dense friend and the troublesome situation.)

        The prince never took her for the jealous type, he would admit that. With the number of princes that Kaede was obligated to rescue with her position as the Princess of Träumere, he wouldn't be surprised if she practically thrived in the crosshairs of jealousy and envy. In fact, it would even be a lie to say that he was completely immune to the green-eyed monster himself.

        "Forgive her," he offers, turning his head to face his companion. As troubled as he was, he could not simply ignore his guest to chase after her. Not yet, anyway. "She is wary around strangers."

        "Oh no, it's not a problem." the noblewoman reassures with surprised eyes. "Though informally, it was an honor enough just to be able to see the long-lost Princess."

        "I'll be sure to relay the message to her." he says, leading her out of the library. "You must be tired from all the walking we've done today. Shall I escort you back to your lodgings?"

        "I humbly thank you for the offer, but I will have to decline. I wish to peruse through the town markets at my own leisure and find some souvenirs for my family back home."

        "Of course," he responds with a courteous bow of his head. Within minutes he is at the castle gates, wishing her safe before seeing her off for the day. There was no need to worry, especially when the noblewoman had brought her own servants to accompany her visit here. With that, the prince gives a brief glance to the afternoon sun before he makes his way back into the castle.

        Kies lets out a low sigh as he gazes up at the ceiling, his dark eyes narrowed in thought. Kaede's cold eyes flash before his eyes; he knew jealousy when he saw it. He knew there was little he could do, yet he could not put down the feelings of guilt that clawed at his insides. Putting a hand in his pocket, his fingertips graze the outside of a velvet box that held a pristine and beautiful onyx necklace inside.

        Would now perhaps be an approriate time? Or was it the complete opposite? He could at least try, right? With that thought, the prince makes his way towards his princess' room, fidgeting with the box the whole while.

[scarletfokx]

Like, I enjoyed this a lot more than I should have seeing as I actually adore Eunseom to death, but after reading a whole bunch of hogwash about "Saya is a psycho" "Saya isn't as good as Eunseom" "Saya is a creep" etc, I really enjoyed watching Saya whack Eunseom on the head with a soft dirt stone. The thing is, people don't seem to have a strong sense of awareness these days, not to mention a lack of emotional empathy. Saya isn't a psycho at all. He is actually just an emo kid who no one has ever loved. Sure he can be mean but he was raised that way. He never seems to actually hold evil intentions toward anyone. Another thing about him is, he really doesn't understand people or right and wrong but he had mostly been making the right decisions so far and he definitely knows love even though it was never shown to him except for in his dreams. In Moon Lovers Scarlet Heart Ryeo, Hae Soo loved Wook at first the same way Tanya loved Eunseom, but through all So's efforts he finally won Hae Soo's heart the same way Saya is winning over Tanya's heart. I think her spells are quite dangerous though and she probably made a double edged sword with her spell on Saya. She said they would see who is whose master but in love people owe and owe some more, so its impossible to be someone's master. Tanya has so far understood Saya's feelings though and she hasn't treated them respectfully as he deserves. I really hope she comes around and shows him a little more kindness.

Not related but...HOW did people start shipping Tanya and Yangcha? I get that ships don't have to be cannon, I love a good crackship when I see it, but there is no chemistry at all. At all. The only thing people can latch onto is that Tanya can read his mind. Tanya can read anyone's mind. Yangcha doesn't talk though so it seems...special somehow?? I admit I'd ship it purely for their looks but I need SOME chemistry atleast.

Arthdal Chronicles really won't be the same without Song Joong Ki. Rip O!Eunseom, O!Saya(and I guess O!Tanya too).

[everyhowlmarksthedead]

@rebelwrites ✨

When I opened this blog, I would never thought I could find someone like you. You're the most kind, lovely, funny and badass person ever. We started talking because of our language problems, sharing spanish-english translations, and you have become an important person to me. We're talking the whole damn day, about writings, about Mayans, about SOA, making jokes and having fun. You have helped me whenever I had a mental breakdown, giving me all the support on the world, and I couldn't be more proud of calling you my friend. Sending you a big hug with a lot of love from Spain, I will let you read why I wrote for you. And I just hope you have the best birthday ever surrounded by your friends, family and Kiwi. I love you, my lil slut ❤✨

When Heather wakes up lonely on her birthday morning, she's confused. And a little bit pissed, waiting to do it surrounded by Jax arms. She palms his side of the mattress to check that it's cold, so he probably had to leave the house for some club shit. Putting on her glasses and stepping out from the bed, she walks out of their shared room wearing nothing but one of his large black shirts. Grabbing the fabric in a fist, she takes a deep breath feeling less lonely as Jax's scent fills up his lungs. But some strange noises inside the kitchen push her out of his bubble.

Arching a brown eyebrow over the glasses, pulling the blonde locks of hair to a side, she sticks out her head off the frame to find Happy fighting with the coffeemaker.

“Son of a bitch… I'm going to fucking ki—”.

“Open the lash on the top and put the capsule inside”.

The man stares at her in silence, as if she talked to him in another language. Rolling her eyes, Heather takes some steps closer to follow the same instructions she had given him literally two seconds ago. He is fascinated.

“So, what are you doing here?”

“Birthday”. He replies, as he points himself.

Squinting until she gets the joke, she can't help but break into loud laughs, scaring Happy for a moment because he wasn't expecting. Scaring. Happy.

“Jax asked me to pick you up”.

“No, thanks. I don't wanna die”.

“But you have to come with me”.

“For what?”

Nothing. Not a single word. He has already met his quota of conversation for the rest of the day. When the coffee is ready and the man is going to take the mug, Heather is fast clicking her tongue repeatedly.

“Make yours, grown man”.

A growl escapes from his mouth, watching him close his hands in two fists.

After a warm shower fantasizing about what her husband has prepared for today, she is ready to wear some clothes before leaving. Excited and with a bunch of ideas running through his head, she puts on a pair of ripped jeans with a comfy white shirt under a black squared franel shirt and her favorite jacket leather. Sitting on the edge of the bed, she finishes the outfit with her favorite pair of camel Timberland boots. Jax has tried a thousand times to convince her of changing them for a new pair, but she refuses, keeping that pair because it was the first gift that he made her.

Getting out from her room, tying up her hair on a messy bun and grabbing her bag, she follows Happy to the outside. Putting on the helmet, knowing that she will have to re-make her hairstyle, Heather sits behind the man not sure if it's a good idea; questioning herself why she can't simply drive her red Ford Fiesta to wherever they're going.

And she is starting to understand it after reaching the racing circuit in the surroundings of Charming. Jackson is already there, resting his body against a long car covered by a black sleeve. The smile on his face grows a little more when the president can make eye-contact with her. Jumping out from Happy's bike and giving him back the helmet, they meet halfway. Jax doesn't doubt, welcoming her between his arms and filling up her face with a bunch of tender kisses.

“Happy birthday, wifey”. His tone of voice is full of happiness and love, placing an arm over Heather's shoulders. “Ready to open your present?”

“Isn't this place too public to take off your jeans?”

The loud laughter that Jax utters makes her giggle. It's not like she can avoid these kinds of comments with someone like her husband.

“C'mon, lil slut”. He hums leading her to the car.

With nervous fingers, she pulls the cover out to the floor. Her heart races too fast, alternating her attention between the present and the man proudly smiling by her side. An immaculate red Mustang Shelby GT500 of '65, with two white strips crossing the whole body. Freshly restored just for her. Her dream car. Heather has talked about it like a hundred times with Jax, but she would never have thought that his husband could find one and all the pieces and original spare parts to tune it up.

She wants to say something, but her vocal cords look like they are freezed right now. Turning at the blonde man, starting to worry just in case she doesn't like the present, she practically jumps onto him. He can't help but cry. Since the first moment they two meet, the only thing that Jax has wanted is to make her happy. To make her laugh. To make her feel loved. To make her feel the most important person in his life. She is. For him, there's no one else but his amazing wife.

“Do you wanna ride it?” He murmurs into her ear, holding her tightly against his body. She nods in silence, she can't talk yet.

When the grip loosens, she takes off her glasses to clean the tears in her eyes, using the fist of the sleeve as her steps continue to her new stunning car. The smell of gingerbread fills her lungs, as soon as she opens the driver door, focusing her eyes on the air-freshener hanging from the rear view mirror. Jax can't help but break into loud laughter, as he sees her face looking at the item with a picture of him. Shirtless. The kinds of ideas that only he could have, obviously.

And it's like a damn fantasy. Not seeing her husband terrified on the copilot seat, but how fast her Mustang rides. Taking the curves like in a damn Daqar, almost putting it onto two wheels and speeding up on the long straight. The engine roars like a furious lion, vibrating the road under it. She loves the velocity. It makes her feel like the freedom after a lockdown. Heather has no words to explain it. But the happiness that runs her body is like touching the sky, with Eminem playing through the speakers just like in a dream.

And even if she thinks that the day wouldn't be better, her mind changes as soon as she reaches the yard of the clubhouse, driving her Mustang with Jax riding his bike by her side. A big birthday's banner welcomes her at Teller-Morrow. There are white balloons all around, the crew cheering her up with claps and whistles, before starting to sing to her.

Jax has been preparing it since a month ago, wanting it to be the perfect day just for his wifey. He would give her the moon, if she asks for it. Layla is the first one on hugging her, tightly and transmitting her all the love in the world; before being interrupted by the high-pitched barks of Kiwi. Of course, she should have been there too. Taking her best friend into her arms, receiving a bunch of dearly licks all around, Heather goes straight to Chibs and Opie to melt themselves into a big warm hug.

“Happe' berday', lass”.

“Hope you like what we did. We put on it our best”. Opie says about crying, seeing her so happy, aware that she deserves only good things in life.

“Yeah, but where's the pizza?” She asks with some chuckles, making them laugh.

“Next to the coffee, darling”.

Jackson takes her wife into his arms, leaving the poor Kiwi between their bodies not knowing who she has to lick now.

“Thank you for that, husby”. Heather pouts at him, looking at his god-damn-hot man through her eyelashes.

“You don't have to, my love. You know I would give my life for you, for seeing you smile. That's the only thing I want”. He replies, showing her that charming grin that makes her shake. “I love you more than anything, Heather. I can't imagine a day without making you happy. I can't imagine a fucking day without you”.