#star loves fern

[startrekfangirl2233-writes]

💜 anon love bomb 💜

if you receive this, it means you're one of my ABSOLUTE FAVORITE writers here, and there's a high chance i've read AND re-read your wonderful works multiple times lmao 🥹 thank you for all that you do — for sharing your amazing talent with the people here, for taking your readers' requests, for listening to what the audience wants, for constantly trying to be better (even if you're already SO SO GOOD), and for doing all these FOR FREE. you're doing god's work fr and we can never thank you enough ❤️ i love you!

You're the best Fernie! And you're going to make me cry I swear to god.

[startrekfangirl2233]

I have to second this, because @sarahsmi13s and @horseshoegirl are so kind, understanding, and supportive. And so are you @desert-fern. I also want to add @roosterforme for being the best person to chat with and one of the most fun people to boot. And support? There isn't anyone more supportive on the planet!

if you’re the friend who cares about others too much, who always makes sure others come first and are taken care of, who will ask if they arrived home safely, who will listen to everyone whenever they need someone, i hope you receive it back. i hope people appreciate you and treat you the way you deserve. i hope you prioritize yourself. i hope you‘re okay and i want you to know that you deserve to be treated with the same care and kindness you treat others with.

[startrekfangirl2233]

Get attacked!! ❤️✨🌈SEND THIS TO OTHER BLOGGERS YOU THINK ARE WONDERFUL. KEEP THE GAME GOING🌈✨❤️

[azertyrobaz]

There is no map to At Attin.

[juliberrylive]

Breaking News!! Local space pirate, Jod Na Nawood (wait— I mean Captain Silvo or is it Crimson Jack??) gets roasted by kids he just met that day!

[startrekfangirl2233]

I hope you know, Fern, that this was me reading all the bits of AGAD I have so far, too.

you cannot tell me that this hasn’t happened to you:

*in the middle of reading a very angsty/fluffy fanfiction*

*puts device down*

*hyperventilating*

*SCREECHES*

*breathing hard*

*continues reading as if nothing happened*

[onehundredfallenpetals]

One of many late nights during their journey

[lizards-wizards-and-magpies]

sm-33 will be back to normal soon. trust me i was there

[writersglock]

Wim: I don't get it. Why do you want to get back to At Attin so badly?

Fern: ...Because I'm one of the idiots who's lives on it!

[omnipresentlemon]

In Ep 4 when Hayna finds the kids and Wim asks her if she’s fighting a in a war that’s kids vs adults…was that a Melida/Daan reference??? Does Wim know about the Melida/Daan civil war (which would be insane for Disney to acknowledge but also I’m still confused if the Old Republic being referenced in show is Prequels Era or KOTOR Era) or was that just a toss away line from the writers for us Legends fans???

Either way, I couldn’t love this show more.

[startrekfangirl2233]

send this to the twelve nicest people you know or who seem to have a good heart and if you get five back you must be pretty awesome🩷

To my OG Tumblr bestie 🩵🩵

Fern! My sweet sunny Fern, at times my sweet (albeit slightly terrifying) strangler Fern!

You're the best!

[startrekfangirl2233]

‼️‼️‼️ Fernie interrupted?! Noooooo!!!!

This entire reblog is making me giggle and kick my little feet, Fern! You have no idea how happy it makes me!

I love that this masterpiece came from our feral musings in the middle of the night while you were taking a break from studying, tbh. IMHO, everyone deserves a Daddy Jake to entice them into studying just a little more. If I could, I would send you a Jake to pamper you into studying so you can be my nurse sister-wife instead of my nurse-to-be sister wife a little sooner! (School sucks, but you've got this, Baby!)

Blue is 100% having a moment on deck. I mean, what else could she do when her hubby undressed her, touched her so teasingly and then left? She thought, "turnabout is fair play" and is having a ball teasing the teaser that Jake is. It does backfire on her a little though, because Jake still wins. By dropping her off of the side of the yacht.

I couldn't resist that bit. Because Jake would be just that playful with his girl. And the leaving his girl wet and wanting line? 🥵🥵🥵 I nearly combusted just writing it. And then all the cock dumb bits? I just. I just needed them viscerally in that moment.

Basically, long story short, you and me Fernie, we need to do a little bit more late night brainstorming because I've loved everything I've written after one of those sessions. They're all smut because we're insatiable, but that's ok, right?

Money, Money, Money

Jake 'Hangman' Seresin x Reader

Sequel to Mm, Daddy, Daddy.

Description: Your life has been completely changed since you fell in love with Jake Seresin. For one, you've never been to Monaco before, and you've never set foot on a yacht before either. But with Jake, you're ready for anything, even if your afternoon becomes a little spicier than first expected.

Disclaimer: Female Reader, Slight BDSM, Sugar Daddy/Sugar Baby Relationship. This is also very clearly an AU! In this universe, Jake is a high flying, jet-setting lawyer, a very successful one.

This is a story completely full of adult elements. It is for adults 18+ only. Minors Do Not Interact.

Word Count: 2117

Author Note: So, if you've all read Mm, Daddy, Daddy, you'll know exactly why this thought had such a foothold on me. I had to write a sequel. This one is for @desert-fern and @mayhemmanaged .

The title for this fic comes from ABBA's Money, Money, Money

AO3: Cross-posted here!

My Masterlist

How is this your life? It's a question you've asked yourself since you found yourself in a happy, committed relationship with Jake Seresin. Over the past four years of being with Jake, loving Jake, you've fallen even deeper in love with him every day. He's been your biggest supporter. In fact, you know for sure you never would have graduated from graduate school, not without him. You know that his contacts helped in your career too. It's surprising how many people Jake knows on the board of directors of Marine Biology labs. But more than anytime you wonder at the turns your life has taken, no day has been as surreal as today.

When Jake asked you to marry him, you'd been ecstatic, if a little nervous. It's not the glitz and glam of his life as a high profile lawyer. You've been ancillary to the glitz and glam of his high fashion world for as long as you've known him. It's that in four years, you've never once met his family. You didn't either until the week of your wedding. But over expensive champagne and expensive hor d'oeuvres, your family and his were united as were Jake and you. That very night you'd flown via private jet to Monaco, where Jake's yacht was waiting.

The midday sun is hot and incredibly bright from behind your eyelids as you lay on your stomach and soak in the rays. Every inch of you, from the roots of your hair to the tips of your toes, is soaked in moisture. Sweat prickles at the backs of your knees and the crooks of your elbows, sliding down your back to pool at the base of your spine as it mixes with the sunscreen coating your skin. You would nearly be asleep, like a cat in a patch of sun, if you weren't putting on a deliberate show in your completely untied skimpy bright blue bikini.

You'd started wearing a cover-up over your bikini, one of Jake's t-shirts teasingly buttoned over your navel, as you'd laid out on a lounge on the yacht's deck. But back to you and your blue bikini. The shade is a near-perfect shade match for the Sapphire adorning your left-hand ring finger. So about half an hour after you'd laid out in the sun, off the shirt came.

"Blue, baby! That's an awful lot of exposed skin. Do you need a reapplication of sunscreen?" After that comment, you weren’t surprised to feel Jake’s skin against yours.

Jake smirked at you before covering your lips in a kiss. Everything had stayed chaste until his hands began spreading sunscreen across your skin. His hands were teasingly gentle as he untied your bikini strap across your back and then the strap at the back of your neck.

"Jakey!" You gasped, trying to push his hands away. "There are a ton of yachts around, aren't there?"

"You've got nothing to worry about, baby." His words and hot kisses down your spine made you shudder. "We're all alone out here. And we're in Europe, baby. A little nudity is de rigueur!"

A moan masked any further protests as Jake's big hot hands freed you from your bikini bottoms. Jake had massaged your skin with the lotion, keeping his touches just light enough to have your skin goose-pimpling in need without giving you any release. Then he'd left, retreating to the wheel with a ridiculous white captain's hat perched on his head.

That's when you'd decided that turnabout was fair play. It's not an accident that the lounge chair you're on is right in view of the wheel. You start by sitting up and stretching, exaggerating the actions and how your tits jiggle with each movement. You can't read Jake's expression from behind his mirrored lenses, but you know he's only looking at you. But you hadn’t done anything else, choosing to lay in the sun again, leading you to this moment. You’ve been lying bare in the sun for nearly an hour now.

You turn over, reaching for the bottle of sunscreen and squirting some between your palms. The rich scent of coconut and hibiscus hangs heavy in the air as you warm the sticky lotion in your hot hands. You loll your head to the side, keeping direct eye contact with your husband as you cup your heavy breasts in your hands. You slather the lotion carelessly over your tits, pausing to tweak your nipples until your areolas are pebbled, and your nipples are peaked even in the hot, heavy afternoon air.

With more lotion, you let your hands trail teasingly lower. You trace abstract patterns across the meat of your thighs, keeping direct eye contact as you part your thighs teasingly. Each swipe draws your fingers even closer to the apex, your dripping core aching for more stimulation than you've gotten. That's the final straw for your husband, it seems.

Soundtracked by a bitten-off curse, you hear the yacht motor silence and the heavy tread of footsteps as Jake makes his way down to the deck where you are. Dragging your sunglasses off, you turn until you're lying on your stomach in the lounge again. You cross your legs at the ankle, alluringly flexing the muscles as you peek at your husband.

"Heya, Cowboy!" You can't help how teasing your voice is. "See something you like?"

His groan sends heat boiling beneath your grin. "Oh, Baby Blue. Yeah, I think I do. D'you want me to show you how much?"

"I dunno, Mr. Seresin. I mean," You turn over again, taking a deep breath that has your chest heaving. "I put on this pretty little bikini and came here for someone special. But my husband, I dunno if you've seen him, just got me all hot and bothered, wet and wanting, without doing anything about it!"

As the final words leave your lips, you arch your back, pushing your tits into the palms of your hands, and smile sunnily up at him. His resulting growl has your legs falling apart automatically as Jake drags his shirt off and covers your body with his own. His kiss is wet and messy as he slants his mouth over yours and plunders your plush lips. Your arms wrap around his neck as you wriggle under him, trying and failing to get more stimulation.

It's a sharp smack to the meat of your ass that has your movements stalling.

"Oh, baby. Blue, my gorgeous bride. D'you want to show me how wet you are?" Jake's teeth drag bluntly over your pulse as his hands find purchase at your hips. His hands find no resistance as he levers your thighs apart, just far enough to have your legs wrap easily around his slim waist.

Your lips part in a drawn-out moan as Jake's hands find your peaked nipples. "I'm so wet for you, baby. I've been wet for you since you put sunscreen on me."

Jake kisses you long and deep before burying one of his fingers in your wet heat. But they’re not there for long because you’re vertical as Jake bodily moves you across the deck in one swift movement. For one fond moment, you hope Jake’s taking you to the bed below deck. But you’re wrong. Because in a few big steps, Jake’s dropping you over the side of the yacht.

The water is frigid in comparison to the heat of your skin, and you can’t hide how your teeth chatter as you come up for air. A splash nearly drags you under again as Jake cannonballs into the water beside you. You come up spluttering, your eyes screwed shut against the salty sea water while blindly groping for Jake. At the first bit of his skin, you make contact with, you pull yourself closer. As you wrap your arms and legs around Jake, you’re sure you more closely resemble a drowned bear cub wrapped around a tree than a human woman.

“YOU ASS!” Your voice is high-pitched as you blink away the last droplets burning your eyes and glare at your husband.

“I’m sorry, Baby. I just wanted to take you skinny dipping.” You can feel his pout as he wraps his arms around your waist and kisses your spine.

“Just want me, Jakey! I’m all wet now.” Your pout is only half sincere as you stand dripping on the deck as Jake wraps a terry cloth robe around your frame.

“But, Baby, didn’t you know? It was a hidden part of my vows, promising that I’d always keep you wet and never keep you wanting." You laugh despite yourself, wrapping your arms around Jake's neck as you press kisses to his salty lips.

He's grinning himself even as he lifts you again, this time carrying you below deck. Jake presses you against the wall, kissing down your throat as he frees you from the robe. His tongue is hot as it traces over your skin. The heat under your skin rises to a fever pitch as Jake drops to his knees in front of you.

His hands part your thighs with no resistance, even as his tongue delves between your dripping folds. Each wet lick has you writhing even as Jake's forearm keeps you propped against the wall. Jake drags your leg up over his shoulder, opening you up further before he plunges two fingers into your drooling cunt and wraps his lips around your swollen clit.

The first wet suck has you writhing even further, digging your fingers into his hair. You tug on the wet strands, writhing under the steel bands of Jake's forearm as his fingers and mouth work your over with such alacrity that the band tightening in your gut is nearly ready to snap.

"Jake, Jake, Jake!" You're babbling already, back arching at the onslaught of sensations he's wrecking on your body. "Gonna cum, baby please! I'm gonna cum. Please can I cum, Daddy please?"

It's calling Jake Daddy that seems to set him off. His fingers grow more insistent within your wet cunt as the suctioning press of his lips drags your orgasm out of you. You cum with a scream, your back arching even as you gush over his fingers. When Jake slips up to pull you into his arms, your release coats his lips and drips down your neck. You clean him up willingly, sucking on his tongue even as you dip your fingers below the waistband of your husband's swim trunks to grip his thick cock.

"Gonna make you feel so good, my beautiful Blue. Gonna make you feel amazing. Gonna impale you on my cock until Daddy stuffs you full of his cum." You moan, relishing in the feeling of his skin on yours.

"Can you get on all fours for me, Baby?" Daddy's voice is a purr as he manhandles you onto the bed. His mouth is hot even as he sucks hickies over you bare back before he plunges his cock into your waiting hole. You can feel every inch of his length as it drives you wild, fucking into you until each sharp thrust sings through your veins.

"D-daddy!" Your skin is so sensitive that you feel spread thin and achingly horny. Your cunt aches, wanting to cum desperately. It doesn't feel at all like you just came minutes before. You feel like you need to cum like you need to breathe.

Your skin feels overly tight and you're so overcome that you're like a ragdoll in Jake's arms. "Please let me cum. Please! PLEASE!"

Daddy just won't let you cum, content to fuck into your sopping cunt until you're completely cock dumb. Your cunt is swollen around his length, your walls fluttering involuntarily at each thrust.

"D-DADDY!" You cum with a scream, your back arched as Jake tweaks your peaked nipples. Your orgasm sets Jake off on his own, his seed gushing hot as it fills your puffy cunt.

Jake carefully peppers kisses across your shoulders as he rearranges you to your side.

"Baby." His kisses are soft as he nuzzles over your skin.

"J-Jakey!" You turn over, whining as Jake's cock slips out of you. You're panting, even as exhaustion drips hypnotically through your veins.

"God I love you, baby." Jake sounds so fond of you, so in love with you as he slides his cock back into your sloppy hole.

You pepper wet kisses across his chest before nuzzling in closer. "Gonna make you a Daddy before long, Jakey. I love you."

His smile is the last thing you see before your eyes slip closed, content to enjoy a midday nap to the feeling of your husband's wedding band sliding over your skin.

Taglist:

@desert-fern 🥰 @mayhemmanaged 🥰 @cassiemitchell 🥰 @thedroneranger 🥰 @cherrycola27 🥰 @roosterforme 🥰 @dakotakazansky 🥰 @bobby-r2d2-floyd 🥰 @sarahsmi13s 🥰 @lovinglyeternal 🥰 @lovingbradshawafterdark 🥰 @mamaskillerqueen 🥰 @chaoticassidy 🥰 @kmc1989 🥰

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[cross-d-a]

I LOVED THE NEW SKELETON CREW EPISODE SO MUUUUUUUUCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I actually cried!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[chaoticrystal]

to all those who celebrate :]

[lemonsourcrisis]

+2 extra gifs I made of me fighting Dagan Gera 🤭

[unauthorized-author]

i think it'd be neat if dotc was a time of bloodlusting monsters that roamed the earth casually and it was glorified by the clans in the modern day since they're, yk, violent now obviously dotc has Clear Sky and One Eye and whatever the hell Slash is but it can always be more complex yk? like, there's sexual assault (it can be considered such) in that arc, why do we need to murder women and come to the shittiest conclusions ever "Slash can't love-" sure he "can!" he "loves" his group! It would be neat if the narrative never tried to redeem Clear Sky, and if he never tried to redeem himself, because he doesn't believe he needs redeeming but his loyalists forgave him anyway (cough cough Gray Wing the bootlicker) and tried to convince others to do the same, with varying degrees of success I see a lot of "Star Flower would be great as a villain" and i can see it, but i'd prefer if she was merely an antagonist following in her father's footsteps instead of a villain

she could be redeemed, but not everyone wants redemption, and i can see her struggling to take it. antagonists can be irredeemable without being villains! (check this out (each word is a different link!))