#thank you as always elle-p

[flyfish1999]

For the character thing P3PHeroine?

thanks elle-p !!!!!!!!!! good luck with my character too ^_^)/ !! i feel like i totally don't talk about her (or tbh anyone outside of ryoji ...) as much as i should .. ! im gonna work to change that \o/ ! starting here :]c putting this one under a cut because it actually got suuuper long ^_^;; whoops !

favourite thing about them: she exists !!!!!!!!!!!! and she's so cool . she's like, devastatingly cool . both in her concept and just .. herself .... move over chad narukami losers !!!!!!!!!! especially in her exclusive links, her kindness and kick-ass-ness and depth comes out in full force and i love her so much for it. i know i'm a ryominahead, but i miss her everyday !!!!!!!!

least favourite thing about them: not her fault AT ALL . but aside from how underrepresented she is, i am still a firm believer that she should've received her own ryoji ... it's so sad, because i absolutely adore how they open up to each other, but i've talked to others before about how ryoji in her story as seemingly HER mirror just feels wrong, like he's transplanted from another place (which he literally is .. he's created in minato's image). i would've loved to see how her ryoji could've been more specifically shaped and changed by her quirks + her approach to her trauma

favourite line: "but, when i first saw him... he didn't feel at all like a stranger to me." "i can't explain it well, but it was almost like nostalgia.... or some kind of closeness." "i'm him, and he's me...?" it's criminal that q2 left it at this.

brOTP: junpei and hamuko is especially special to me ... more so than minato and junpei really . they bounce off of each other so well, + the extended/enhanced arc where junpei is kind of misogynistic to her alongside the leader jealousy and how that develops is so cool T_T

OTP: HAMUAIGIS 4EVER !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! aigis im so sorry yr girlfriend is still in the vault . can you imagine femc the answer . would destroy my soul .

nOTP: her + junpei . .. maybe im a little hater but the GAME doesnt even let you do it lmao ...! it means a lot to me that they're best friends . other than that, i'd say she fits cutely with nearly everyone else just like minato does !

random headcanon: okay lets be real . am i stupid ? where does her mp3 player attach ? it just kind of hangs out in midair while minato obviously hangs it on a lanyard . i like to think she's a bit more crafty with it !!! clipping it onto the zipper of her uniform or her scarf or keeping it on a wristband etc ^_^

unpopular opinion: gwa ........... i should just own this i think, even if people disagree !! in my opinion ... femc is supplementary content. and that means you should not be playing her route as your first experience in persona 3. just like how i believe you shouldn't read the manga or watch the movies before playing the game. you need to play the male route first. the way she presents the game's themes through her character and modified story is designed to be in direct opposition and contract with minato's route, and enhances both routes to that effect and can totally change your experience when viewing your previous playthrough of the male route and your current route as her through the lens she teaches the player. in a sad sort of way, i am kind of happy reload hasn't enforced this idea that femc is just one of two ways to experience p3 . this isn't a character select .. she's more like a perfect ng+ to me .

song i associate them with: back to the lighthearted stuff ! cop car by mitski ^_^ easiest answer so far !

favourite picture of them: either this [below], the cover of persona compilation II, or either of the persona music live/tour 2009 and 2010 artworks ! i'm a shin apologist though, so take that with a grain of salt ;] i really love how she's shown in opposition with narukami here, how he's looking straight at her but she's not meeting his eye . i would really love to see these two together more !

[unknownperson246]

sending again lol, can you do a divorced with kids but still in love Tommy Lee fic?? Method of Mayhem era, VERY smutty? thank you! :)))

Hii I’m so sorry it’s late I was working on it all day for you 🩵🩵 I tried to make it very smutty I hope it was enough

Still In Love

Words: 1,924

warnings: *smut* *fluff* *cussing* *ball gag* *slight breeding kink* *praise kink* *size kink* *BDSM bondage* *toys* *daddy kink* *p in v* *teasing* *divorce*

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You were a Playboy model in the 1980s. You were around 20 years old when you met your husband. You always got around with men. You adored rock stars because you were into men with a bad-boy aura. You and Tommy first met each other in 1981 at the beginning of his career as the drummer for the very notorious rock and roll band Motley Crue. He was 19 years old at the time.  You always went for rock stars. You had a thing for them. You were so in love with any rockstar you met. You always winded up having sex with each rockstar you met. Once you laid your eyes on Tommy Lee you knew for sure you were in love. Life was filled with joy when you met him. The first night you met him was at a Motley Crue concert you went to. You accidentally fell on the ground while going backstage to meet them. Tommy had offered you a hand so he could pull you up. You knew he was a gentleman after he helped you. You fell in love instantly and you talked to him. You both exchanged phone numbers. You both got married after 3 months of knowing each other. In 1986 you discovered you were pregnant with your first daughter. Tommy was over the moon. He always wanted kids. In 1990 you had your second daughter with Tommy. Sadly in 1996, you both decided to split ways mainly because of the paparazzi and your chaotic arguments. He was on the verge of losing it.  He was too depressed to play with Motley because of the memories of how you two met. He still dug rock n roll so he kept himself busy and contacted people who were interested in being a member of a band called Method of Mayhem. The truth is he still had a lot of feelings for you. No matter how much he distracted himself he was still crazy about you. In all of his interviews, he was always asked about the divorce between the two of you. The media portrayed your breakup as hideous and nasty when it was complete bullshit. People said that you went batshit crazy and that you started to break all of Tommy's possessions. The paparazzi would always show up at the front of your guys’s house. They drove you and Tommy insane. They were always trying to get images of you both together so they could get their hands on your guys' relationship. You hated the paparazzi so you went out and broke their cameras.

“Fuck you bastards” You yelled while some of their cameras still flashed on you.

One of the paparazzi people even assaulted you so you kicked them in the nuts. “Motherfuckers” You yell while flipping them all off. You and Tommy were still great friends. He always talked about you with starry eyes in all the interviews he did. You both still had a great passion for each other. He loved you like crazy but he kept it to himself after the divorce. Tommy had full custody of the kids and you always go visit them. Your daughter Elle is 13 and your other daughter Eliza is 9 years old. You didn't mind that Tommy had full custody. He always lets you visit the kids whenever you want. He was always open to having you in the kids' lives.

It's now 1999. After all of Tommy's hard work in forming another band, his efforts paid off. Methods of Mayhem released their first song.  You go over to Tommy's house and you see your kids watching a movie with Tommy. He answers the door after hearing a doorbell.

“Hi, Tommy.” You smile.

You reach in for a hug and a small kiss on the cheek. You missed his scent deeply. You wish you could have him back. You knew it was too late. You didn't know Tommy had the same feelings that you had for him.  

“Hi Y/N,” Tommy says.

“How have you been doing?” You ask your ex-husband.

“I have been doing great, how are you holding up?” Tommy asks you.

“Surprisingly well,” You say, trying not to overshare.

“Help yourself to whatever you want. Everything’s in the kitchen.” Tommy says while he sits back down with the kids. You wander around the kitchen admiring the huge mansion you both once shared and how everything has been the same since you left. “Tommy mind if I go upstairs” you ask him. “Yeah you can go,” He said knowing he had nothing to hide since you both shared the house once. 

You wanted to see if his bedroom had changed before you guys split up. To your surprise, it was the same. There were no signs that he was with another girl at the time. It was all you. You didn't smell any signs of skanks or strippers on the bed sheets. He still had your pictures up on the wall from your Playboy days. He still had the issues of magazines you were lying on his side table. He still had some of your clothes that you had forgotten to take after the divorce. They were lying on the side of his bed. They looked crumpled up so you assumed he would hug them at night. Something clicked inside of you and you started to tear up. You found some recently written letters he wrote for you. They were all somewhat crumpled up. He didn't send them because he didn't dare to tell you. You grab one of them and you read it.

“Y/N I miss you and I still love you. You are my true love and you will forever be” 

“Tommy I love you too” You sniffle while lying on his side of the bed holding the letter to your chest.

You noticed he had your lingerie in the closet from when you opened it earlier. A devious glint appeared in your eyes. You put the letter back in its place on the side table. You get up and go to the closet, grab the black silky material, and put it on in a swift motion. You hear Tommy coming upstairs to check on you. Now couldn't be a more perfect time. He left the kids for a bit and put them to bed after they finished watching the movie. Before he opened the door you laid on his bed across with your arm supporting your head. You made a seductive face. He saw you lying in his bed with your lingerie on.

“Hi,” You say with a devious smirk

“Woah something tells me you weren't here for the kids,” Tommy says surprised.

“Well no shit Tommy,” You say with your fingers swirling around on your tongue. 

“I thought we were over,” Tommy says, upset.

You ignore his words. You want it to be like when the two of you were both together before your divorce with him. He knew his limits and he knew that he needed you. It was perfect that everything was in the same place because it made it feel like the old times. You wanted both of your passions for each other to spark again. You hoped your relationship blossomed and went further than just sex, drugs, alcohol, and arguing. You both wanted to keep it on the down low and not let the paparazzi fuck your remaining relationship up. You wanted to stay out of the limelight. You and Tommy both saw the paparazzi as wasps you couldn't get rid of. 

“Daddy I need you,” You say with a hint of neediness in your voice.

Without saying another word Tommy grabs a bag of his toys he used to use on you. He silently gets on top of you. He lifted your silky black lingerie piece to where he could see your hole that was begging for his attention

“Aren't you going to lift it more?” You ask Tommy practically begging for him to explore your body. You were craving his touch.

He ignores your words. He was teasing you. He wanted you to get a taste of your own medicine from the last time you both slept together.

“What did you call me?” He asks you.

“Daddy,” You say quietly.

“Say it again baby girl,” He says, feeling himself getting hard after you called him Daddy.

“Daddy,” You say, trying not to moan.

“I love you” He utters out in desperation for you.

“I love you too Daddy,” You say in a whisper trying not to let your kids hear you with Tommy.

He puts a ball gag on you to muzzle you.

Tommy takes his half-hardened cock and he puts it at your entrance. You hear soft moans slipping out of Tommy's mouth.

“So small. Such a sweet tiny woman.” Tommy groans as his hips start to grind with yours. Each second of him thrusting in you got you both closer to your orgasms. 

You were very well aware of his size kink but he slightly had a hint about your breeding kink. Even when you were planning to have both your kids you never foreplayed with your breeding kink. You only hinted at it a bit. Now that you both have each other again you go deeper into your breeding kink with no shame.

“Oh, Daddy. Fill me up with your baby.”  you try to mumble with the ball gag.

“Such a good girl,” Tommy utters. 

“I’m going to fill this pretty cunt up” He moans as his hands hold your sides.

“I want your baby” You choke out and sigh trying to tell him what you want. You hear a knock on the bedroom door. Thankfully the door was locked and you were muzzled. It was your youngest daughter. “Yes honey, what is it?” Tommy tries not to moan while he continues shoving himself in you. His hips thwack with yours.

“I can't sleep,” Your daughter says.

“Is mommy in there?” She asks innocently.

“Yeah we are playing with toys just try to sleep,” Tommy says while his head whips back and forth while your pussy still quivers for his attention.

Your daughter returns to her bedroom.

“Daddy” you try to speak in a clear manner you choke and cry out as his cock squirms and moves inside of you.

“Shhh” He whispers, making sure your daughters don’t hear you both playing.

Tommy wasn't too much into breeding kinks; he tried to block out your cries and words as moans of sweet nothings. His head goes back and his toes curl. He moans as he finishes up inside of you. “Daddy” You choke out from the ball gag that was covering your mouth.

You feel his hot seed shooting up inside of you and that satisfied you enough to come on his cock. After he pulled out of you strings of come followed his soft cock. He pulled out some ropes from the toy bag. He tied you up to the cold metal frames of the bed.

“This is what you get for not telling me sooner.” He says smirking.

You look confused and then you realize that you broke his heart after you went through with the divorce. Both of your feelings were all over the place and you confused it with hate so you decided to divorce him. You were tied in that lewd position all night. You watched Tommy sleep next to you as you were left to think about the consequences of your harsh actions.

[sleekervae]

New York Romantic .4

Masterlist

pairing: Tom Blyth x ballerina!oc

summary: tom finds noelle locked out of her apartment

word count: 5849

taglist: @watercolorskyy @carolanns-world @alana4610

warnings: alcohol consumption

Winter break was just around the corner, the days were becoming shorter but the assignments were getting longer. It was the final crunch before the holiday season and everybody -- even the professors -- were feeling the strain of long hours, chilled nights and the impending threat of black ice.

"One! And two! Up! Up! Steven! Lift your toes higher! You're a scorpion!" Stanis' voice boomed across the studio, a stark contrast to the gentle, peppy piano melody playing on the loudspeaker. He watched each of his dancers with a swift eagle eye, always the first to call out when someone was sloppy or off balance.

"Very good," he nodded as the music came to a close, turning then to another student in the second row, "Amber! Not so good. Are you okay?"

Amber, a petite young ginger, nodded sheepishly behind Noelle, "I was off balance," she admitted.

Stanis nodded, "Thank you... for stating the truth," he mumbled at the end, his accent someone becoming thicker the more he lowered his voice. He glanced at his wrist watch, then to the evening display just outside the window, "Let's call it a day, here! Go home! Ice your legs! Relax! We'll take it from the top tomorrow!"

The students had scattered before he could even finish, rushing to their lockers to grab their things and change for the frigid weather outside.

Noelle left with Iseul, the latter furiously texting on her phone as they walked over to their lockers, "How're you doing with the arts and poly paper?" she asked.

"Slowly," Noelle admitted, "How about you?"

"Like rubbing a cheese grater over my forehead," Iseul shrugged back, "It's all theoretical, philosophical nonsense I was hoping to leave behind in high school,"

Noelle cocked a brow, "You studied philosophy in high school?" she asked.

"To my chagrin, yes," Iseul simpered, "Take a note from me: don't send your kids to private school,"

"Noted," Noelle nodded, "Who're you texting?"

"Josh from modern. He's having a party next week," Iseul replied.

"After finals?"

"Mmhm. You wanna come with me?"

"What night?"

"Friday,"

Noelle grimaced, "We have showcase rehearsals til' six,"

"Yeah, but we also need a reason to let off some steam..." Iseul trailed off, feigning a pout her way, "Bianca will come,"

"I'll ask her later," they came to Noelle's locker, "Text me the details, I'll let you know,"

Iseul shrugged, walking backwards to her own locker, "Alrighty. Get home safe, Elles!"

"See ya tomorrow!" Noelle opened her locker and pulled out her bag, pulling out her sneakers, her jacket, digging through her purse for her transit card until she came to a harrowing realization.

She was missing her house key...

Tom had debated back and forth on going home for the holidays, it would be the first time he'd spend Christmas without his family and while he knew he would miss them terribly, the money was too much to splurge on -- on top of all his other expenses. He had finally found a job at least, a desk clerk at the library on campus. It paid minimum wage and he worked to the extent of his student visa, but earning some money was definitely better than having none. Plus it gave him time to focus on his own homework. The funds his mum had wired over definitely softened the buffer in his expenses.

He pulled his wool scarf tighter around his neck, his gloves doing little to ward off the frigid winds that had swept over New York. Not even crammed in a subway car with total strangers could warm him up. The weather had reported threats of snow but so far Mother Nature was holding out on them.

Doris had her feet propped up on her desk and a bowl of fresh popcorn in her lap when Tom ducked inside. Her eyes wide behind her glasses as she checked the time; 7:43pm.

"Hi Doris!"

"Well, well! You're home late!" she chided, a small smile playing at her lips, "What was her name?"

Tom chuckled back, approaching the desk, "Wasn't that kind of night. I was working," he replied.

"Oooh! That's right! I forgot you're a part of the system now!" she awed, "Well, don't let them push you over! If they give you any trouble you send them my way!" she pointed a bony, French manicured finger at him.

"No problem," Tom grinned back, "What's the plot tonight?" he pointed to her computer.

Doris enthusiastically sat up in her seat, passing him the bowl of popcorn, "Oh! It's Days of Our Lives! Stefano gave Marlena mind-altering drugs while she was sleeping, and he whisked her away into this fantasy romance world. But she's so vulnerable in this state she becomes possessed by the devil himself!" she whispered at the end.

Tom cocked a brow, too amused by her mannerisms to point out how terrible a flop that plot line was. He nodded nevertheless.

"Sounds interesting," he chuckled.

Doris rolled her eyes, "Oh, don't shit with me. It's completely ridiculous I know," she chided back.

"Don't spoil it for me, yeah?"

"In your dreams, buster," she smirked back, "Hey -- what was that show your dad worked on?"

"Emmerdale,"

"Was it any good?"

"According to The Telegraph, yeah," he nodded.

Doris leaned over her keyboard, "Well, don't tell nobody, but my husband's second cousin's nephew just introduced me to pirating on these special websites. He's gonna set up a VPN for me -- whatever that is," she whispered, "I'm gonna give it a go!"

Tom simpered with amusement, "That's great. Lemme' know what you think," he started backing off, "I'm assuming the elevator's still down?"

Doris nodded with an exaggerated sigh, "When my brother's wife's cousin gets a hold of her son in law, they're gonna give me a discount to get it fixed. He's an electrician," she replied, "For now, you just gotta leg it,"

"No worries. Take care, Doris!" and he started for the stairs.

"Oh! Tom!" she called him back before he disappeared, "You wanna check in on that dancer across the hall from you? She lost her key today and who knows what time her roommate's getting home,"

Tom's brows furrowed, his curiosity simmering, "Noelle or Bianca?" he asked.

"Noelle. Poor thing was so dejected when she came in," she shook her head, "I offered her a seat to wait here but she's just sitting in the hallway,"

"Don't you have a spare key?" he asked.

She scoffed back, rolling her eyes, "If my husband wasn't so cheap, yes. But now I gotta get a new key made for her -- because that's not gonna cost him less,"

Tom nodded sympathetically, "No problem. I'll see you later,"

He hopped his way up the stairs, the textbooks in his bag weighing down on his shoulder but the pep in his step was surprisingly fresh. And sure enough, he found Noelle sitting in front of her door. Her eyes were closed, her bag a folded mess beside her and her phone clutched tightly in her hand. Tom was worried she may've been a sleep, but as he approached closer she opened one eye, sitting up and stretching when she saw him.

"Oh, hey!" she greeted groggily.

"Hi," Tom crouched down before her, and amused smile on his lips, "Did I wake you?"

"No, I was just resting my eyes,"

"I see," he nodded, "I've heard you had a day,"

She scoffed, shaking her head, "You don't know the half of it,"

He simpered, "What happened?"

"I don't know!" she shrugged listlessly, "I locked the door when I left this morning. Somewhere between 7am and 6:45pm I lost my key along the way,"

His brows raised, "You've been out here for nearly an hour?" he nearly exclaimed.

Noelle nodded, "More like forty-five minutes,"

"Where's Bianca?"

"Rehearsing for our Christmas showcase. I can't disturb her right now," she replied, "It's okay, I've just been watching shit on Youtube,"

He smiled sympathetically, standing up straight, "Well, I'm here now. So you can hide out with me until she gets back," he said.

Noelle smiled sheepishly, feeling her cheeks burn as his gaze bore into her, "Oh, don't worry about it. Bianca'll be home soon," she assured him.

"Forty five minutes is already too long," he reasoned, "I'll feel better anyway knowing you're not out here by yourself,"

She smirked back, "Aww, are you worried about me, Tom?" she teased.

He tried so hard not to smile, rolling his eyes in an attempt to cover it up. So he extended his hand to her, "I'm an Aquarius; a smart person told me we're stubborn about this stuff,"

Noelle rolled her eyes, though nevertheless she held her hand up for him to grab. Tom pulled her to her feet, grunting as the force shoved his back into the wall and Noelle into his chest. They paused momentarily, gazes fixed in a time lock, her free hand suddenly burning against the wool covering his chest. Bashfulness pulled at their lips as Noelle stepped away and dusted herself off while Tom adjusted his jumper and coat.

"Sorry about that," she chuckled.

"No! It's okay!" he assured her, "Are you okay?"

"I'm great," she picked up her bag, silently hoping he wouldn't pick off the pink tinging her cheeks, "After you,"

They stepped inside his loft, the room a little messier than what Tom would've liked but Noelle didn't seem to mind as she kicked her shoes off and sunk back into the couch, letting out an exasperated, heavy sigh. Tom laughed to himself as he peeled off his coat, to which Noelle pouted back.

"I can hear you, ya know," she called, mock accusation slipping from her tongue, "I'm glad my suffering is so entertaining for you!"

"My sincerest apologies," he simpered.

"Is Sunny here?" she asked, looking around the space curiously.

Tom shook his head, "He's out at a symposium tonight, some fancy composer I've never heard of. He'll be back in a bit. Are you hungry?"

"I could eat," she nodded, "What's cooking, Gordon Ramsay?"

Tom sauntered over to the fridge, swinging the door open as his eyes glazed over leftovers, and whatever sparse vegetables and random containers they had in there. All Sunny really had was his labelled orange juice, a six pack of fruit yogurt and some carrots -- while Tom barely had anything of his own in there. He really needed to go shopping.

"Alright, we're ordering in," he decided, coming to sit on the couch beside her, smiling coyly at her, "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone,"

"How kind," she tittered, her head falling back against the cushion, "Whatever you feel like, I'm not picky,"

"... Sushi?"

"Love it,"

Forty minutes later they were both situated on the couch, Tom's laptop set up in front of them as BoJack Horseman played out on Netflix. They could hear the rain pattering against the window, the walls humming as the heat had kicked into high gear and in the moment the air held a nice, cozy warmth. The duo sat beside each other, his legs stretched out across the floor while she curled hers up close to her chest, shoulders just inches away from each other as they ate their dinner.

"So, what're you doing for Christmas?" she asked over the commotion from the show, "You going home?"

Tom shook his head, "Can't, I waited too long to book and the prices are ridiculous," he replied.

"Shit, I'm so sorry," she awed.

"Don't be," he shrugged back, "I'm just gonna stay here,"

She sat up abruptly, "Not by yourself, are you?"

"Yeah. Sunny's going home for a week. It's alright, though," he assured with a swift nod, "Doris was offering me Christmas dinner at her place -- with her husband, her second cousin's nephew, her aunt twice removed or something..."

Noelle chuckled softly, "Are you gonna' go?" she asked curiously.

"I don't know. I might just fake sick to get out of it," he admitted sheepishly, "What about you? You going back to Maine?"

"No, my family are coming down. My uncle got a bonus at work so they're staying at the Ritz," she flourished her hand in the air, feigning an expression of shock and awe.

Tom laughed softly, "Sounds lovely,"

"Right? My aunt's all excited," she popped an avocado roll into her mouth.

"Are you gonna' stay with them?"

"Probably. But they're here just for a week," she glanced back at him, "I'll be hanging around though, if you wanna go hang out here and there?"

Tom was flattered, a little taken aback, but he considered the option. Spending any more time with Noelle was surely a plus no matter the occasion, though on the other hand she didn't want to take her away from her family.

"Oh, I don't -- I don't wanna impose on your visit like that," he replied.

"It wouldn't be imposing," Noelle shrugged back, "I just... I don't like seeing anybody alone during the holidays... and you're kinda cool to be around, so..." she glanced aside sheepishly.

He cocked a brow, "Noelle Berendina thinks I'm cool? Gosh, my mum's never gonna believe me!" he gawked.

Noelle rolled her eyes, slapping his arm gently, "Yeah, you are cool, you friggin' dork! And anyone who says otherwise has to fight me!"

He smirked back at her, "You get locked out of your own apartment... but I'm the dork?" he chuckled.

She feigned a pout, crossing her arms like a child and sinking back in the couch cushions, "I'm not saying you're wrong... but you're so mean," she grumbled under her breath.

"Oh, you wanna see mean, do you?" he leaned over and snatched a yam roll from her box, popping it into his mouth with a shit-eating grin.

Noelle gasped dramatically, her hand gripping her chest, "You son of bitch! How dare you!" she gaped, "I'm gonna call up your mom,"

"So you're a tattletale now?" he quipped.

"Only when someone needs to be tattled on," she reached over and took one of his salmon rolls for revenge.

He feigned his own insult, shaking his head mockingly at her while his teeth clenched down on his inner lip, trying not to laugh, "Okay, okay, if I think about your offer can we call it a truce?"

"Okay, deal. Truce," she offered him her hand, giggling bashfully as he shook on it with her, "Anyway, how are you doing with finals?"

"Alright, actually," he shrugged, "I got a paper due, we're performing monologues, and we're having a small improv show on Friday,"

"Oh really?" she shuffled closer, "You do much improv?"

"I'm not too bad," he admitted, "It took a long time for me to be okay with looking insane in front of people,"

"Well, isn't that a major part of being an actor? You can't be the one-dimensional cool guy all the time -- ya know, unless you're Ryan Gosling," she replied.

"Exactly," he nodded, "The only one I'm kind of worried about is Jordan,"

"Ichabod Crane?" she smirked, "Stanis didn't like his cool-guy-with-back-against-the-wall attitude,"

Tom snickered, "He was just doing it to impress the other girls,"

"Really? You could've fooled me!" she gawked sarcastically, "He's only one in a long line of cool guys who tried to play it off in dance class,"

"I promise, he's a nice guy," he assured her, "He's just... I don't know,"

Noelle gave an endearing smile, "Well anyway, if I go to a performance, I'm more likely to go for you than for him anyway," she replied.

A warmth swelled in his chest, and Tom pondered his next words carefully before he spoke, "I know you have rehearsals Fridays, but would you like to come to the show?" he asked.

Noelle cocked a brow, mulling it over in her head. On her baser instincts she wanted to shout an enthusiastic 'hell yea!', but her own showcase was approaching quickly.

"Hmm, what time does it start?"

"Six, in the McCallum Pavilion,"

She nodded slowly, "I finish at six usually, but if I sprint I could make it a little after -- if they accept late entries," she replied, "I'm also supposed to go to this party after... but -- would you be down to come with?"

Tom was a little unsure at first, he was still shy, didn't know many people, and if a lot of these people were dancers then they may have been wondering why he was there.

Though it was as if Noelle could read his mind, "There's gonna be some other acting and music students there, not just dancers," she assured him.

"Alright," he nodded, "So, you come to the improv show and I come to the party with you after?"

She shrugged lithely, "Well, if you wanna' make it sound so transactional..." she feigned an eye roll.

Tom shook his head, "I didn't --" but he stopped when he saw her coy smirk. Rolling his eyes he nudged her, his elbow knocking gently into her side, "Shut up,"

"Make me," she shot back snidely.

He pondered it for a moment -- just a moment -- how close she was, her cocky attitude dripping off her tongue and her dark brown eyes goading him into mischief. His own eyes averted to her lips, it was only for a second, but he thought about how soft she might feel, how she may taste of soy sauce and ginger, and how quickly he should shut her up so easily.

But he didn't, he wouldn't dare step over that boundary so hastily. So his only retaliation was to steal another one of her sushi rolls.

Time became a lesser construct as the night went on. Sunny had come home around nine-thirty, exhausted and hungry as he kicked off his shoes. He didn't give a second glance to the mismatched laced sneakers at the door, only stopping when he sat the back of Tom's head peaking from behind the couch. Curled up beside him was Noelle, the both of them fast asleep in front of the rolling credits for BoJack Horseman.

Friday night rolled around sooner than many students would've liked. So many projects were due, so many deadlines were crossed and the majority of students were burning at the end of their candle.

The first year drama students had their first showcase tonight; an improv show that was only really open to family and friends. The McCallum Pavilion was a small studio space not often looked upon in conjunction with the rest of the campus, not even Tom knew of its existence until he was brought in for rehearsals. It was a relatively large space, dark indigo walls and dark, heavy hanging curtains that shrouded a risen platform. There was a single spotlight that was operated by a crew member and six rows of ten chairs set up before the platform.

By ten to six the chairs were already being filled, handfuls of faces that Tom didn't know as he peaked out from behind the curtain. The only face he could recognize was Sunny, his visage murky between passing bodies but he looked enthusiastic nonetheless. He kept his bag on the empty chair beside him and told people he was saving the spot for a friend.

"Tom!" his instructor hissed from behind, drawing him back from the curtain by his arm, "What're you doing over here? They're running warmups, we're on in ten minutes!"

"Sorry! I'm going!" he nearly tripped over himself as he dashed for the green room.

Simultaneously, Noelle had just stuffed her dance bag into her locker (ensuring her new key was safely tucked inside) before taking off in a sprint down the hallway. She had begged and bartered with Stanis all week to let her go early today, and after some pushing and kissing ass he eventually agreed. Bianca and Iseul were of course perplexed when she dashed out of the studio.

The entirety of the campus could be walked in about twenty minutes one way, but it was already five-to-six and she still had little idea where the McCallum Pavilion was. But her best start was the drama department, and from there she would have to figure it out.

Sure enough at the stroke of six the lights came down and the spotlight focused in on the stage. The audience gave a roaring applause as Tom's instructor, Charles, took to the stage. A portly older gentleman, he kept his hands clasped behind his back, smiling gleefully at the crowd through his thin-rimmed glasses.

"Thank you everyone! Thank you! I appreciate you all coming out tonight to support our first years. They've been working incredibly hard all semester to bring you this show, the first of many that they will be performing for a live audience," he was very soft spoken, though his voice carried a great range all the way to the back of the studio, "Our first performance I lovingly refer to as 'Change'. We're going to have two performers come up, an audience member gives them a scenario they have to act out. And when they hear 'Change!', they have to change the scenario on the fly. Please note, the audience is not allowed to shout at the actors, we have a designated 'change' person,"

Noelle had followed the campus map on her phone as best as she could, finally meandering her way down an obscure hallway and sure enough there was a sandwich board outside the door advertising for the show.

Tom and another student, Marcelle, were the first ones selected to come up on the stage. The audience cheered as they came under the spotlight, and Tom couldn't help but wipe his palms on the back of his pants, hoping his nerves wouldn't betray him.

He didn't hear the click of the door opening, nor did he see Noelle slip into the crowd and find her place next to Sunny. Sunny lit up as soon as he saw her and moved his bag.

"Hey,"

"Hi," they both whispered, "Did I miss anything?" she asked.

"You're just in time, they're starting," he replied.

An audience member was selected and Tom and Marcelle were given the scenario: two people in an old folks home trying to watch TV. Marcelle took a seat in the pre-positioned chair and Tom hunched his back. He started waddling over to Marcelle, his hand positioned as though he had a remote in his hand and his eyes were squinting.

"Marcelle?"

"Yes?"

"Marcelle, can you hear me!?" he squawked.

Marcelle was slightly hunched in her own chair, "Yes, I can hear you Tom!" she boomed back.

Tom turned to the audience, pointing his invisible remote at them, "I'm trying to change the channel on the television!"

"It's not on, Tom!" she snapped, agitation in her voice.

Then a voice behind the curtain shouted, "Change!" and Marcelle's dialogue switched.

"It's never been on, Tom!"

"Change!"

"It's a microwave!" and the crowd began to laugh.

Tom's face twisted in anguish, "It's a microwa- oh! Oh the crows feet is getting to me now!" he cried, shuffling back and forth like an old man, "I don't know left from right!"

"Change!"

"I don't know right from left!"

"Change!"

"I don't know to from fro!"

"Change!"

"I don't know if I have a fro!" and they paused as the audience laughed some more. Noelle and Sunny were plenty amused already at the debauchery on stage.

"You're bald!" Marcelle shouted back at him, obviously go for a bit, "For goodness sake, Tom! I've gotta find myself a new roommate! I'm making a complaint!" and she went to get up from her seat.

"Change!"

And she sat down again, "I'm gonna sit right here, and hope that you die quickly!"

Tom gasped in horror, bemusing the crowd even more, "Marcelle, why are you always so mean to me!?" he cried.

"Change!"

"Why're you always so lovely to me?" and he perked up immediately.

"Change!"

And he sauntered over to where Marcelle was sitting, "I would like you to tell me a story," and he looked to the audience, "About me when I was younger. What was I like before I was bald?" on his last word his gaze fixed on Sunny, and then Noelle right beside him. He swallowed a nervous chuckle, unable to help but grin like a fool nonetheless.

Marcelle sighed heavily, slouching in her chair and dropping her head back before he stared up at Tom, "You were a brave man --!"

"Change!"

"You were a coward!"

"Change!"

"You were an electrician!"

"Change!"

"You were a pilot!"

"Change!"

"You were a storm trooper!" Tom had his hands on his hips, nodding as he looked quite pleased with that answer. Noelle couldn't help but laugh along with the crowd, drawn in by Tom's charisma and pairing unhinged behaviour.

"Change!"

Marcelle huffed, "You were the type of man who leaves his wife at the altar!" and the audience let out a round of hissing and ooohs. At that Tom's demeanour changed, picking at threads of shame and dismay. Though he was doing everything in his power not to laugh.

"Jesus Christ!"

"Change!"

"Son of a bitch!"

"Change!"

"Lovely biscuit!"

"Change!"

"My mother!" he suddenly shouted, his voice breaking towards the end. Marcelle bit her lip as not to laugh as well.

"What about your mother?" she asked.

Tom turned back to her, "I can see --"

"Change!"

And he jumped back, waving his arms as he looked around, "Oh my gosh! I can't see!"

"Change!"

And he straightened his posture, "H-How dare you remind me of that!" he shouted at Marcelle.

Marcelle came forward in her seat, "She was my sister!" she shouted back, "She never got over it!"

"But you're my wife, Marcelle!" he exclaimed.

"And she never forgave me!"

"Change!"

"She forgave me quite quickly!"

At that Charles came out from behind the curtain, closing the scene. Tom and Marcelle took a bow and were ushered off the stage to make room for the next pair. The scene was no more than under two minutes but Noelle was plenty entertained. She was captivated, utterly amused, and pleasantly surprised by Tom's performance. She hadn't imagined he could be so dramatic and comically absurd for the life of her.

As the curtains fell on the captivating improv show, the buzz of excitement lingered in the air. People spilled out, chatter filled with laughter and lingering anticipation. Tom had linked up with Noelle and Sunny afterwards, the both of them singing his praises.

By the time eight o'clock had rolled around, Tom, Noelle, and Sunny had made it across town to the house party. Josh, a second year from modern contemporary, was a close enough acquaintance that he didn't bat an eye when Noelle came strolling in with her friends.. Within the confines were ten or twelve other kids, all within their age. Some of them Tom recognized as the other ballerinas, some he knew from his own department. The house smelled distinctively of air freshener and hot food, pizza from down the street no doubt. There was a stereo somewhere blasting hits off of Billboard's Top 100.

"Hey!" Bianca's voice suddenly boomed, "You made it!" the blonde ballerina threw her arms around Noelle, nearly falling into her in fact as her socks slipped on the varnished hardwood. Noelle chuckled, though she could smell the bitter tang of vodka and ale coming off her breath already.

"Yep. I told you," Noelle said, pulling her upright on her feet, "B, what time did you start drinking?"

"Right when I got here,"

"And that was...?"

"Oh, about six-thirty," she replied with a drunken giggle.

"And you couldn't wait for me?" she gawked back.

Bianca ignored her, her hazy focus then zeroing on the boys behind her, "Oh my gosh! Tom, you came!" she suddenly had her arms around him in a tight hug, it was the most attention she had paid to him in the time they'd known each other.

"Hi Bianca!" he chuckled, a little taken aback at first.

"And Sunjit, too!" she then went into hug Sunny, "You never come to these things!"

Sunny smiled bashfully, shrugging his shoulders. Truth be told, he didn't think he'd really fit in with the dancers and actors, "... I just figured, it's the end of the term, so..."

Bianca's face lit up, "Then, we have to get you a drink. Come on!" she took his hand and lead him off in another direction. Tom and Noelle glanced at each other, he had a bewildered grin on his face while she was shaking her head.

"That's the friendliest she's ever been with me!" he awed.

She chuckled sheepishly, "Her demeanour usually melts with some vodka,"

Regardless of Bianca's lightweight mannerisms, the kids dispersed through the party, slowly getting to mingle and chat with the other kids. Tom had gotten acquainted with a few more students from different departments, he had made the acquaintance of one particular musician, Connie, a saxophone major in her third year. However, he found his gaze kept shifting, always searching out for Noelle's face in the crowd.

He eventually spotted her on the couch, engrossed in conversation with another guy. He had seen him around a few times, another dancer but he wasn't a ballet major. He could see how she laughed, how her shoulders bounced and her eyes fluttered, so entertained by whatever joke the other guy was telling her. Tom didn't like feeling jealous, he knew he had no right to be so but he couldn't help himself. Resent was bubbling in his gut, on the skim of it was insecurity because this guy was quite attractive. There was an aura of self-assurance surrounding him that Tom longed to possess. He aspired to captivate and amuse Noelle just as effortlessly as this person did.

"Hey, Tom," Iseul suddenly appeared from behind him, "You okay?"

Tom glanced at her, nodding swiftly, "Yeah, yeah, I'm good,"

Iseul's gaze fixed on Noelle and the other boy, and her face fell, "That's Daniel. He's a hip hop dancer, but the professors call him 'slack-ass'," she mumbled, "Honestly... I think Noelle could do way better..." at that she turned her gaze back to Tom, a coy smile teasing at her lips.

At one point a game of truth or dare had broken out, silly, juvenile questions were asked and immature, embarrassing dares were completed. When Tom was put on the spot, he should have known better than to trust Josh, the host, and his precarious questions.

“You’ve got to be kidding!” Josh practically howled with laughter, doubling over himself and nearly falling off the couch with laughter. Iseul glowered, about to tell him off but Bianca beat her to it.

“Shut up, Josh. It’s not that big of a deal,”

Josh sat up straight, looking down at Bianca as she sat on the floor. He wiped the tears from his eyes, his laughter finally dying down, “Hey, I’m your senior – you gotta’ talk to me with a bit more respect,” he prodded teasingly, but Noelle only rolled her eyes, her previous lighthearted spirit vanishing upon Josh's insensitive comment.

Her tone was excitingly stern, but not rude, “Yeah? I’ll show more respect when you show more respect to your juniors...”

Iseul laughed, shaking off the flurry of red in her cheeks, “Don’t worry about me, B. I don’t think I can take Josh very seriously, not when I highly doubt he’d even know how to make me or any other girl cum,”

The circle of friends in the basement erupted into comical ‘oohs’ and ‘ahhs’.

“Ouch!” one of Josh's friends said, leaning across the floor to high-five her.

Josh stuttered, failing at serving a good comeback, “It’s okay, Josh,” Noelle laughed, her sympathetic tone condescending, “maybe there’s a tutorial online,”

“I know how to make a girl cum!” he snapped. Everyone just laughed, even Tom and Sunny, ignoring him and carrying on with the game.

"Iseul, it's your turn," another girl, Monica, reminded them.

Iseul's dark eyes flitted across the bleary faces of her friends. In that moment she singled out Tom, partly because he had gone unnoticed by others and partly because she was feeling mischievous. "Tom, truth or dare?"

"Truth," he answered confidently, to which another kid jeered at him.

"Hey, boring! You chose truth last round, man!" he pointed out.

"So what?" Sunny asked from the couch, squished between Iseul and another music student, "Let him do what he wants,"

Tom's primary instincts urged him to stick with the truth. However, he found himself contemplating that Iseul was a genuine sweetheart — how bad could her dare really have been?

"No, it's alright," he assured Sunny, turning back to Iseul, "Let's do dare," he tried to ignore Noelle's coy smile from his left periphery.

"I dare you to kiss Noelle," nope, he was very, very wrong.

"W-What?" he stuttered.

"What?" Noelle was suddenly attentive; her eyes widened, her lips stiffened with a mix of surprise and hesitation.

“With tongue, and for 10 seconds,” she added. In that moment, Tom took back every kind word and thought he ever had for Iseul.

“Wait, wait, don’t I get a say in this?” Noelle asked, her pretty gaze nearly overwhelming as she turned to Tom. 

Josh began to make chicken noises, flapping his arms and bopping his head. Meanwhile Bianca was trying desperately to hide her giggles behind her solo cup.

"Either you do the dare, or you take a shot," Iseul reminded him

Tom looked back at Noelle, who was still looking at him. Instead of arguing with Iseul and letting her have more fun, he ignored her and softly asked, “Is it ok?”

“-- Sure” she smiled reassuringly – her confidence flooding his system with surprise and ardor.

With each beat, his heart raced, a relentless drumbeat echoing within him. He had experience with some other girls, yet the mere anticipation of her tender lips against his provoked an intense surge of excitement. The thought of her soft touch had his heart yearning to break free from the confines of his ribcage, making the moment more exhilarating and daunting at the same time.

His lips met hers tentatively at first, but Noelle's hand found its way to his neck, pulling him closer. They were locked in a more natural, passionate embrace. As their lips melded together, his whiskey-flavored lips meeting her cherry ones, a surge of anticipation coursed through them. Amidst the faint countdown from Bianca and another student, the surrounding sniggering served as a backdrop to their shared moment. Fuck.

Tom pulled back, his eyes wide with embarrassment and his cheeks as red as blood. Noelle also seemed slightly surprised, her eyes sticking to his as they sat frozen in place. Josh's voice broke them out of the trance, “Seems that wasn’t such a bad dare after all,“

“Shut up,” Noelle murmured while taking a swig of her drink, hoping the bitterness would wash away the arousing taste of Tom from her lips.

[kilfeur]

Alors j'ai remarqué des différences dans le passage d'Alastor dans la chanson "Hell's Great Dad". Dans la version anglaise, quand il dit "I'm truly honored that we build such a bound" dans la version française "On a un lien que rien ne peut remplacer" (We have a bond that nothing can replace). Je sais que ça implique Lucifer mais aussi j'ai aussi l'impression qu'il écarte Vaggie aussi dans cette ligne en vf.

On continue en anglais avec "You're like the child that I wish I had" mais en français ça dit "On devient une famille grâce à cette affaire" (We're becoming a family thanks to this affair.) Déjà les deux réplique implique l'idée d'écarter la famille Morningstar en isolant Charlie. Mais la ligne en français, pourrait aussi renforcer l'idée qu'Alastor travaille pour Lilith dans cette réplique. Puis en anglais "I care for you like the daughter I spawned" en français c'est "Je veille sur toi et je vais même jusqu'à te border" (I'll watch over you and even tuck you in). Ouais, ça va pas juste à garder à un oeil sur elle, ça va jusqu'à ce qu'elle s'endort et qu'elle fasse des cauchemars avec Alastor qui les regarde avec plaisir.

On continue avec Alastor aidant Charlie en anglais "they say when you're looking assistance it's smart to pick the path of least resistance." Et là pour le coup je me demandais si c'était une expression. Une rapide recherche semble dire que c'est le cas vu que c'est plus rester dans sa zone de confort. En vf ça dit "Si le poids de tes soucis est immense tu pourras toujours compter sur ma puissance" (If the weight of your worries is immense you can always count on my power). Je pense que c'est pareil dans le sens que ça reste dans la zone confort mais qu'Alastor parle plus de puissance que de résistance en va. Puis dernière ligne en anglais Alastor dit "Sadly, there are times a birth parent dud. They say the family we choose is better" en vf il dit "Malheureusement on ne choisit jamais ses parents alors qu'on choisit toujours ses amis." (Unfortunately, we never choose our parents, but we always choose our friends) Ce que je trouve un peu plus rude dans la vf mais les deux se valent bien.

So I noticed some differences in Alastor's part in the song "Hell's Great Dad." In the English version, when he says "I'm truly honored that we build such a bound" in the French version "On a un lien que personne ne peut remplacer" (We have a bond that no one can replace). I know it implies Lucifer, but I also have the impression that he's dismissing Vaggie in this line too.

We continue in English with "You're like the child that I wish I had" but in French it says "On devient une famille grâce à cette affaire" (We're becoming a family thanks to this affair.) Already both lines imply the idea of sidelining the Morningstar family by isolating Charlie. But the French line could also reinforce the idea that Alastor is working for Lilith in this line. Then in English "I care for you like the daughter I spawned" in French it's "Je veille sur toi et je vais même à te border" (I'll watch over you and even tuck you in). Yeah, it doesn't just go to keeping an eye on her, it goes all the way to her falling asleep and having nightmares with Alastor looking with pleasure.

We continue with Alastor helping Charlie in English "they say when you're looking assistance it's smart to pick the path of least resistance." And here I was wondering if it was an expression. A quick search seems to say it is, since it's more about staying in your comfort zone. In French it's "Si le poids de tes soucis est immense tu pourras toujours compter sur ma puissance." (If the weight of your worries is immense you can always count on my power). I think it's the same in the sense that it stays in the comfort zone but Alastor talks more about power than resistance in goes. Then last line in English Alastor says "Sadly, there are times a birth parent dud. They say the family we choose is better" in French he says " Malheureusement on ne choisit jamais ses parents alors qu'on choisit toujours ses amis." (Unfortunately, we never choose our parents, but we always choose our friends) Which I find a little rougher in the French version, but both are equally good.

[linnienin]

💍 A s t e r o i d ⁕ S i r e n e ⁕ i n ⁕ P i s c e s 💍

Old soul, Enchanting, Divine, Enigmatic, Soft, Malleable, Underrated, Sensible, Intuitive, Always in disguise, Easily adaptable

CELEBS LIST:

Zhang Ziyi

Elizabeth Taylor

Halle Bailey

Lupita Nyong'o

Uma Thurman

Ursula Andress

A s t e r o i d ⁕ S i r e n e ⁕ a s p e c t i n g ⁕ N e p t u n e

CONJUNCT NEPTUNE

Megan Fox

SQUARE NEPTUNE

Billie Eilish, Elvis Presley

OPPOSITE NEPTUNE

Helena Bonham Carter

TRINE NEPTUNE

Meryl Streep, Halle Berry, Uma Thurman

SEXTILE NEPTUNE

Dakota Johnson, Lily Collins, Elle Fanning

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And with this post i have now conlcuded my series on Sirene in the signs (celebs examples)! 🎊🎉

I'll soon publish a masterlist with all my Sirene posts so stay tuned

Thank you so much for staying with me till the end of this series 💖

Did you enjoy it? ✨

If yes, should i do a similar series for future researches on other asteroids ?

(oh btw, are there asteroids you're particular interested about? I'll take them into consideration if you mention them in a comment down below)

And this is all for today !

I wish you a wonderful day! ✨ Yours, Linnie 💎

[annoyingvoidzombie]

Heartstopper 2x01 Family:

Oh shit, parent teacher meet.. everyone is being well students but Charlie is very much "distracted" with other things (Nick Nick Nick)

Loving seeing papa Spring speaks Spanish

You Need To Start Focusing On Your Schoolwork Charlie baby

The Spring's are very not Nick's favourite fans now days

I Love Nellie Nelson

David, so if we'll wait long enough, Nick's going to look sorta like this "rockstar trash"?

Nick isn't comfortable with him and it's shown, how dare you take his Nintendo?

Nothing like drumming to not do your school work huh Charlie?

Obviously, texting your bf is always fun.. "the universe is pulling us apart" well, not in this life time it won't

Running together to Paris with Nellie, now that's a dream we can share my Narlie friends ❤️

Sharing is caring 😔

Imogen and Ben? Now that's seems kind of toxic, don't play with my baby's heart please

P-R-O-M-!

Elle x Tao is not even a slow burn, just burns

I remember taking those damn GCSE's and it was very dreadful

Holding eachother through a pen

Ben is hopelessly in love with Charlie

David kinda trying be a big bro but no, he has his intentions .. and know he knows about "Charlie"

Why in hell dose Charlie needs your approval men? Why?

This hug is everything, I know it's like only few days since last they hugged or saw eachother but my poor gay heart

Jumper, he gave him his jumper, it's basically like giving him an organ

Nellie is so pretty and they play so beautifully and its all your world now, no wonder you want to capture it Nicky boy

They kiss and the world spins once more and wow, they've learned to get in sync which is perfect

Paradise indeed

Wow Elle, you look beautiful ❤️

Elle new friends group seems fun and she's very fitting as always, perfect

Tao's mum is an Elle x Tao shipper, I call it like I see it

Imogen is so very bubbly sometimes wow but don't hurt her Nick! Although you're just trying to protect her

Oh shit, Math, I Felt the very same when I took it

Charlie comes by, that won't end well but the hug and small lift up is so cute

Elle's mum also a shipper "Your Boy" you know it mama

Tao pushing forward but Elle just pull backwards.. it hurts seeing them as that when you knoww but they don't know

Narlie and Nellie cuddles

Since when nice cup of tea makes you an old man?

David, you bitch, stay away from Charlie, he's the sweetest cinnamon roll you'll meet so fuck off!

Oh snap, Nick is out once more but not the way he would like

Fuck off David! Fuck off

You're upsetting Nellie and that's the line! Stop it!

Charlie.. it's not your fault

No Paris?? Noooo

Charlie ED is showing and I feel triggered as shit but deep breaths, I'm okay

At least they'll always have eachother texting

Wowww that's a nice body here Nick, thank you rugby !

He recorded to him.. it's new and it's so very from the heart

It's not easy to come out and we all know that

Tao is so worried for his heart and upset and he doesn't know why.. that so hard

Mama Xu is the best!

Oh Tao baby, finally, the REALISATION! now .. what you gonna do about it??

[jamesunderwater]

Ten Songs, Ten Names

@deermessrs let the record show that I absolutely would have put paul revere and daphne blue on my list, too, but i didn't want to be a cheater. :P impeccable music taste as always. thanks for the tag!!

List 10 songs with 10 names in the titles that you like, and then tag 10 people.

1. Franklin by Paramore

2. Tiffany Blews by Fall Out Boy

3. Rhiannon by Fleetwood Mac

4. Carey by Joni Mitchell

5. You Don't Mess Around with Jim by Jim Croce

6. Annie by Vanessa Carlton

7. Iris by The Goo Goo Dolls

8. Lillian by +44

9. Ashley by Halsey

10. Adam's Song by Blink-182

no pressure tags: @kay-elle-cee @athenasparrow @charmsandtealeaves @lilyflxwers @loop-deloo @basslineescapeact @annabtg @abihastastybeans @moongays @sunshinemarauder

[fawnforgold]

happy new years friends and followers! i remember doing one of these when i first joined fanfic tumblr and i’m feeling nostalgic so i thought i’d make one since it’s been awhile and i have some (positive) things to say!!

okay here goes!! putting everything under a readmore to not clog the dash <3

@tighnarly — hi baby. my princess, cupcake, gum drop, bunny baby <3 i’m so happy and grateful to have you as my future wife and i can’t wait for the day we get married. i know i mostly post about my fictional fav (albedo :p) but you’re truly all i want and need 🫶🏻 everytime i write a fanfic i’m thinking of you and me. every word i write is a love letter to you from me. i know i’m not the best with words but i hope one day you’ll be able to see you the way i see you. trust me when i say you are the most beautiful and kind human i have ever met in my life, and i’m gonna personally fight everyone and anyone who hurts you 😗 anywaysss hehe i love you sunshine 💖🫶🏻

@neuvillettes — bestieeeeeee my bestie from the westie 🫶🏻 i’m so glad we met and connected online bc now we legit our roommates and it’s so fun 😭🤚🏻 like i legit dont know how to tell you how much our friendship means to me. ur fr that one person that just GETS me. you’re so kind and funny and fun to be around, but i also love that ur not afraid to be honest with me, especially when i need that tough love approach. i love you oh so much bestie 💖 oh and thank you for the art tablet i literally am still screaming over it hehe.

@suyacho — my beloved bestie 🫶🏻 there is no one i love rambling about my selfship thots about more than you. i love how i can talk to you about anything and everything 🥹🫶🏻 i especially love how patient and supportive you’ve been of me this year, because it meant the entire world to me. i’m so glad we’re besties and i can’t wait for the day i meet you irl 🫶🏻💖mwah ily bestie hehe me, kaeya, and albedo are smoochin u rn 💖 (platonic)

@auphelia — mootie sweet sweet mootie. it always makes me happy seeing you on the dash, and i especially smile whenever i see u in my tags whether it’s a fic or just a regular old post. i get so giddy whenever i talk to u bc u are fr one cool pal!! i’m so glad we’re mooties! and i have to say i can’t wait to see what more you write because you are very talented 💖

@fleur-de-leap — leap!! i know i am very sporadic with my messages but i legit get so happy to interact with you and even more so when i see/read ur art/writing! you’re so fucking talented in so many ways and every day it truly impresses me! when we made the server together that day it made me SO happy and i get so happy seeing i get messages from you 💖 thank you for being my friend through all these years, truly it’s been a blessing.

@shig-a-shig-ah — bestie!!!!! my BESTIEEEE 🥹🫶🏻 i hope u know u mean the entire world to me. i can’t believe we’ve been friends since the beginning of my writing journey, it’s wild! istg ONE DAY BESTIE, ONE DAY we will meet and it will be the best day ever 🥹🫶🏻 ily bestie mwah

@blkladyelle — elle!! my beloved!! it’s so nice whenever i see you on the dash, and i’m always especially happy whenever i get a dm from you! i hope you feel loved and happy this upcoming year and that it holds so much positivity for you. because fuck i need you to have a good year!!! i love you sm and wanted to let you know my dm’s are always open for you 🫶🏻💖

@nc-vb — mootie aka my fellow albedo lover i get so happy whenever i see u interact with me, and i want you to know i’m always rooting for you! you’re writing is so good and honestly you’ve been such a joy to talk to in dm’s, and you’re so easy to talk to. i hope this year good things happen to you, because you truly deserve the world bub 🫶🏻

@4izawas — bestie cas!! i know we just became mutuals but u are legit one of the coolest people on this app! ur writing is fucking god tier and you are legit one of the funniest fuckers i know 😭💖 can’t count the amount of times u’ve made me giggle from something u said 🤭 i’m manifesting that aizawa confesses his love to u this year!!! 💖

if you’re not listed here it’s purely either because i forgot or we didn’t talk too much this year. so, please don’t take it personally if i didn’t include you!! i love all me mooties 🫶🏻💖

[annabtg]

20 Questions for Fic Writers

Tagged by @squintclover, thank you so much!! ❤️❤️

AO3 username: AnnaBtG

1. How many works do you have on A03? 55 (plus one unreleased)

2. What’s your total Ao3 word count? 233k (about 7k of which are other people's writing in co-authored works)

3. What fandoms do you write for? My AO3 only has HP stuff, and most of it is Jily.

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

Nom De Plume

The Great James Potter

Mistletoe Mishaps

AO3 Is Down

As If By Magic

5. Do you respond to comments? Always!! I am the staunchest advocate of commenting on fics and replying to comments is the least I can do to show a reader how appreciated their comments are. :)

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? I'll say Fixed Luck, because it pretends to give you hope even though in reality all it does is fill you with dread.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? I have a lot of fluffy and happy fics! Maybe Nom De Plume, because it's a no Voldemort AU and by the end everything is settled and they live happily ever after!

8. Do you get hate on fics? I wouldn't say full-on hate but some people have objections with the ways I portray Sirius and Lily's relationship, both in romantic and platonic contexts. :p

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind? A bit, yeah! Most of it is loving, tender and not super graphic.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written? Not really! Though I still want to finish writing that "Lily is a Lois & Clark fan" story. xD

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? I don't think so!

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? Over Spilt Coffee has been translated in Russian (and I've also written a Greek translation). The translations are linked in the author's notes. There was also a Spanish translation of Birthday but it's been deleted.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before? A couple! I've collaborated on taller than the trees with @eemolu, and there are also the two Jily Express Jilytober fics, Soups and Broom Closet Shenanigans and The One Where All The Smut Had Already Happened.

14. What’s your all time favorite ship? Jily, obviously!!

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? Through Times Of War on FF.net.

16. What are your writing strengths? Being evocative with few words, and a very polished style with attention to detail.

17. What are your writing weaknesses? Coming up with ideas! Particularly for longer works. Elaborate plots are not my friends.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? I've done it in the past, and I think it served its purpose, but I would rather avoid it unless absolutely necessary.

19. First fandom you wrote for? Lois & Clark: The New Adventures of Superman.

20. Favourite fic you’ve written? The answer changes depending on various factors, including the definition of favourite xD but My Best Friend's Girl is one of the stories that are dearest in my heart!

Tagging @abihastastybeans @charmsandtealeaves @chierafied @eemolu @fiendishfyre @ginnyw-potter @jamesunderwater @kay-elle-cee @nodirectionhome-ao3 @roalinda!

[teeth--king]

Do you mind if I ask what mods you use for started?

Happy 1.6 update!!

Hey no problem asking!(and thank you so much for the ask in the first place :D) I mostly use some accessibility ones but there are a few cosmetic ones that I enjoy as well! Of course this is all through SMAPI, which helps mods run on Stardew.

Basic ones for accessibility are CJB Item Spawner, CJB Cheats Menu, Automate, Lookup Anything(very important so you don't have the wiki always open), Generic Mod Config Menu, Stardew Notifications, NPC Map Locations, Slime Hutch to Menagerie, Starfruit Will Regrow, Better Workbenches, Part of the Community, and Skull Cavern Elevator(I'm bad at mines due to some health issues).

For cosmetic and fun, all of Elle's reskins are amazing and really make the game look so clean but still matching the original style, but for dinosaurs I use Dino Velociraptor Reskin because I need my little rapots. Two for fun are Futan Axolotls and Axolotls in Stardew Valley, this is just because it's fun to have some extra fishables in game and they're very cute(they also work in fish tanks and ponds which is great).

Sadly some of my other favorites are extremely broken and outdated, like one that added more flowers. Also two that I would recommend that give seasonal sprites and expanded dialogue, but I don't know how they'll work as there's new winter sprites and added dialogue from what Concerned Ape has said.

Hope this helps and hope everyone enjoys the update! Also be weary because there's been more and more ai mods and one of the big mod makers turned to ai use for their mods. This is just for quality and because as an artist, I am of course anti ai :P

[rose-tinted-kalopsia]

HIIII ROXIE. THANK YOU FOR FEEDING ME W THE RAFAYEL MUNCH AGENDA. like the man lives to please you. he seeks out praise constantly. bad day? he’s between your thighs. in a fight? “please baby let me make it up to you”… he’s like a sweet lil puppy just sighing softly on your thigh, waiting for your permission. he’ll let you sit on his face. he’ll switch positions. he’ll use a toy until you’re trembling….

I’VE BEEN HAVING SOO MANY THOUGHTS ABOUT THIS… YOUR FIC COULDNT HAVE COME AT A BETTER TIME.

—elle @daydreamrot

P.S. enjoy this… https://www.instagram.com/p/C5McpMYr19m/?igsh=MWdiYmZ3eTFqcDc4OA==

ELLE MY DEAREST! 😭💖 oooh, you are so so so so right!!! gosh he'd just. he's ALWAYS ready to go down on you i KNOWWWW he would be 😭 and the face-sitting?! 100% one of his most favorite things EVER, he loves that you'd be in control of your own pleasure and just using his tongue to get off :( i need him elle...

also that fanart is gorgeous and it has now stirred something in me and i will thiNK ABOUT IT FOR THE WHOLE DAY

[f1luver-95]

Fate Charles Leclerc Story

…Chapter 4…

Charles... the man who has been occupying a good portion of my brain for the last couple days. The man who has been making me smile randomly at just the thought of him since the moment we had bumped into each other. 

I am so thankful to finally have a name to put to his face, instead of 'mystery man' like Lucy likes to call him.

I have been wearing his hoodie to bed at night, because for some reason the smell of him was very comforting... plus it was huge on me which was a bonus.

He almost seems to good to be true, like he came right out of a movie or a romance novel...

He was handsome, polite, and even seemed romantic based on the recent text message he sent me.

No man had ever sent me such a cheesy, yet romantic text message before, the kind that makes you blush not even Jake and we were about to get married.

Maybe it was a European thing to be romantic and flirt with everyone?... a guy like him must be in a relationship.

I sent Lucy a screen shot of the text message last night before bed, she instantly replied that I need to find him and make him mine, unless he is already taken...Then I need to see if he has a brother or best friend who is single. Typical Lucy always making me laugh with the stuff that comes out of her mouth.

Was he in a relationship and just being polite? Or was I just reading into this all wrong. The way he has been flirting with me suggests that he is single.

Did he find me attractive?... Or was he just being kind because he felt bad about spilling my coffee all over me.

Jake made sure to make me feel very self conscious...making sure to never tell me I was beautiful or even pretty. I would always get you look fine or maybe you should put on more make up.  A part of me thinks he did this so that I would never have the confidence to leave his sorry ass. It took me four years, but eventually I saw right through his bullshit.

I climbed out of bed and got ready for the day, I was planning on taking Penelope swimming in the indoor pool that was in the apartment. I put on my bathing suit underneath my leggings and knitted sweater making my way into the living room once I was ready.

"Good morning everyone."

"Morning Elle," responded Kelly as she looked up from the magazine she was reading as Penelope sat down on the floor in front of her doing some colouring.

"Good morning Elle." Max said smiling as he looked up from his phone, taking a sip of his coffee.

I sat down beside P asking her if I could colour with her. We sat there colouring for almost an hour before I asked Penelope if she wanted to make some pancakes for breakfast with me.

We walked into the kitchen and started gathering all the ingredients that we would need to make some blueberry pancakes. Once all the ingredients were placed on the counter, I grabbed a chair from the table and placed it in front of the counter so that Penelope could stand on it and reach the counter.

I set a mixing bowel and mixing spoon in front of her while I started measuring all the ingredients so that they would be ready for her to pour into the mixing bowel. We worked together as a team to make delicious blueberry pancakes, I would measure the ingredients, and Penelope would pour them into a bowel. Once both the dry and wet ingredients were in the bowel, Penelope used a spoon to mix them all together.

While she was busy mixing the batter, I grabbed a frying pan out of the cupboard, and turned on the stove getting it ready for when the batter was finished.

"Okay P, the frying pan is ready for the batter. The pan is very hot so I am going to help you pour some of batter into it."

"Ok," she exclaimed excitedly as she reached her arms up for me to hold her.

I quickly picked her up and balanced her on my hip, grabbing the bowel of batter and a spoon before turning my attention back to the stove. Penelope and I took turns using the spoon to put some batter into the frying pan, being extra careful to not touch the hot stove and the frying pan.

"Penelope I think we are all done." I exclaimed as I looked over and saw the mountain of cooked pancakes we had placed on a plate beside us. "Do you want to go get your mom and max?" I asked as I set her down on the floor so she could run into the living room to get them.

"Mommy, Maxie. Elle let me help her make blueberry pancakes." Exclaimed Penelope as she dragged both Kelly and Max to the table so that they could sit down and eat with us.

"These smell amazing Penelope and Elle." Kelly said as she sat down at the table.

"Yes, they smell delicious. Don't tell my trainer that I'm eating these." Joked Max as he sat down and grabbed four pancakes placing them on the plate in front of him.

We sat down together and ate the pancakes, chatting like families do.

"Penelope I was thinking after breakfast we could head down to the pool and do some swimming."

"Yay!" Screamed Penelope as she started wiggling around in her chair from excitement.

"That sounds like so much fun." Kelly said as she smiled at the both of us.

"Why do you guys get to go have fun swimming" joked Max "I have to go meet my trainer for a three hour workout, to get ready for the upcoming season."

"It's because I'm a kid Maxie duh... its my job is to have fun." Sassed Penelope as she put her hands on her hips. "Your job is to work out and drive really fast."

Kelly and I couldn't hold in our laughter as we saw the look on Max's face.

"You're a little bugger." Max teased as he stood up from the table getting ready t0 chase Penelope, so that he could tickle her. As soon as Penelope saw Max stand up she took off running, screaming as she did so.

"I'm dating a man child" Kelly exclaimed as she shook her head, laughing as both Penelope and Max ran around the house.

Nodding my head laughing, I started to clean up the dishes.

"Penelope lets go put on your bathing suit." I suggested as she ran by me, Max hot on her trail.

"Your an f1 driver and you still haven't caught up to a three year old." I teased Max as he got closer to both Penelope and I.

"I'm too fast Elle." Screamed Penelope as she started running again "Max isn't fast at running... only at driving."

Kelly couldn't contain her laughter as she heard what her daughter had just yelled at her boyfriend.

Max looked at both Kelly and I shocked, as he started to run faster... the competitive side of him starting to come through even more now.  

"Penelope, let Max catch you so that you can go and get ready for swimming" Kelly said in between her laughs as she shook her head at her crazy family.

"Okay Mommy." She yelled as she slowed down so that Max could catch her.

I followed Kelly into Penelopes room so that we could grab her swimming things. Penelope came running in minutes later and we got her dressed for the pool.

We said goodbye to Kelly and Max and made our way down the hallway towards the elevators.

"Penelope can you push the button for the pool?" I asked as soon as we stepped into the elevator.

Nodding her head she reached up and pushed the button, smiling as soon as she saw the button light up.

"Okay Penelope, remember we don't run around the pool because it's very slippery." I said as the elevator doors opened on the floor that had the swimming pool, the sauna and the spa.

I couldn't help but gasp at how beautiful the pool area is, it has floor to ceiling windows that had an amazing view of the beach.

Penelope and I headed towards a row of chairs and placed our towels and clothing on top before jumping into the pool.

Penelope and I spent hours in the pool, swimming around playing mermaids and laughing.

Every once in a while we would get out of the pool to sit in the loungers, before jumping right back into the pool.

No one else was in the pool so we enjoyed our time, getting to know each other better while swimming around the pool.

"Elle" Penelope said as she swam into my arms. "I'm really glad you moved in with us... you're my best friend."

"Oh P, I'm so glad I did too. You're my best friend too." I replied as I gave her a big hug.

I looked down at my watch and looked at the time.

"Penelope, it's already 1:30... we should head upstairs for some lunch." I suggested as I started swimming towards the stairs.  Penelope following close behind me.

I got out of the water first, wrapping a towel around my body before quickly grabbing the second towel, holding it open for Penelope. She rushed over to the open towel and I wrapped it around her body, drying her off. Once we were both dry we put on our clothes and made our way back up to the apartment.

When we got home Kelly was sitting in the tv room reading a book.

"Did you girls have fun at the pool?" Asked Kelly as she looked up from the book she was reading.

"We played mermaids mommy." Penelope replied as she grabbed my hand. "We are so hungry..." she added as she pulled me towards the kitchen so that we could eat lunch together.

I could hear Kelly laughing, as I was pulled further and further away from them.

I opened the fridge and pulled out the ingredients to make us all some grilled cheese sandwiches.

Once they were finished cooking, I put them on plates and made my way to the table where Penelope was colouring.

According to Penelope I was taking too long cooking the grilled cheese that she needed to colour to save herself from boredom. Oh the thinks that little girl says definitely keeps me on my toes and always laughing.

We enjoyed our lunch sitting down and talking to Kelly.

"Elle, why don't you go shower? I know I hate the feeling of chlorine in my hair. I'll watch Penelope."  Suggested Kelly.

"Thank you." I replied as I headed towards my bedroom to have a nice hot shower.

I couldn't help the moan that escaped my lips as the hot water hit my body, after spending hours in the pool with Penelope it felt amazing to wash my body after all that chlorine.

After my long hot shower, I quickly dried my hair with a blow dryer and put on some leggings with a white deep V t-shirt, and my cream coloured cardigan. Making sure to put on my fluffy UGG slippers.

I walked into the living room to see that Penelope, Max and Kelly were watching Encanto on the Tv. Max must have gotten home from training while I was in the shower.

"Elle, I saved you a spot right beside me." Penelope said as she patted to the spot right beside her.

"I tried to sit beside her, but she said NO... that spot is for Elle." Teased Max as he pretended to be upset. Rolling his eyes towards Penelope, who just rolled her eyes back in response.

I laughed as I sat down beside Penelope, pulling her towards me so that we could cuddle on the couch.

Kelly smiled at the interaction, and placed a pink fluffy blanket over top of me and Penelope.

"Come here you big baby." Kelly said teasing Max as she patted at the spot beside her on the couch,  "I'll cuddle you if that makes you feel better."

Max stood up and jumped over both Penelope and I and landed right in Kellys lap. Causing all of us to burst out laughing, as Kelly shook her head at her crazy boyfriend.

Once the movie was finished, Kelly headed into the kitchen to make some spaghetti and meatballs for dinner. While Penelope and I played with a couple of her dolls.

"Family," shouted Kelly "Dinner."

Penelope and I quickly put away her dolls before heading into the kitchen.

"Thanks for dinner, Kelly." I said as Penelope and I sat down at the table.

"I invited Charles over after dinner to play with the racing simulator." Max said before taking a bite of his pasta.

"Oh... Elle you will get to meet Charles." Kelly said giving me a wink.

I looked over at her with a questioning look on my face as I continued to eat my food.

"Charles is so cute Elle" Penelope said out of no where. " you will think so too."

"What!" Exclaimed Max as he dropped his fork... "Take that back Missy... You're not allowed to think boys are cute until you're thirty."

Penelope looked at max and rolled her eyes as she continued to eat her pasta. The sass that this almost 3 year old had was remarkable and definitely kept us on our toes. We all burst out laughing as Max shook his head, probably worried about her sass once she was even older.

After dinner, Penelope and I played the board game 'Sorry' before it was time for her to go to bed.

"Can Elle read me my bed time story and tuck me in?" Asked Penelope as she gave Kelly and Max a goodnight hug.

"Of course," Kelly said as she gave her daughter a kiss on her forehead. Smiling at me as Penelope and I headed towards her bedroom

I helped Penelope put on her comfy rainbow pattern pajamas before we climbed into her bed, getting comfy under her fluffy pink blankets.

I grabbed the book and started reading as she moved in closer and started cuddling into my side, resting her head on my chest.

"Elle?" Penelope question as I was about half way through the picture book... her eyes drooping as she was fighting sleep.

"Yes.."

"I love you."

"I love you too P"

"Can you stay with me until I fall asleep?" Penelope asked quietly, as she tried to fight off sleep.

"Of course sweetie." I replied before kissing her forehead and continuing to read the story.

Within minutes I could hear soft snores escaping Penelopes lips as she slept against my chest.

I waited a couple more minutes before moving Penelope so that her head was now on her pillow. I kissed her forehead, before walking towards her bedroom door, making sure her nightlight was on.

I quietly opened the door without looking and stepped out of the room backwards trying to be as quiet as possible.

CRASH... I bumped into something or should I say someone and fell onto my butt at the sudden contact.

Startled I looked up and I was met with the green eyed man I had been dreaming about for days.  This time he had black framed glasses on his face... making him look even hotter.

"Shit." I exclaimed, before quickly covering my mouth... afraid to wake up Penelope who was sound asleep in her bed.

"Danielle?" Questioned Charles as he squinted trying to see my face. The only light in the hallway was from Penelopes small night light.

"Charles?"

"What are you doing here?" He questioned almost excited at the thought I was here, as he reached down to help me stand up. The moment his hands touched me millions of sparks flew, I felt like I was weak in the knees.

"I live here.. what are you doing here?" I questioned  as I looked up into his gorgeous eyes.

"I race with Max." He answered as he pulled me close to him, almost as if he was afraid to let me go.

"You're a formula 1 driver!"

Nodding his head he smiled at me "Jeez... we really need to stop meeting up like this."

Just as I was about to say something witty about running into him... again. When Kellys head popped into the hallway with a questioning look on her face. "Is everything alright?"

"Yes..." I replied blushing as I pulled away from Charles tight embrace.

"I will be there in a minute Kelly." Charles said.

Just as I started to walk towards the living room he pulled me back into his arms bending down slightly to whisper into my ear "you look beautiful."

I quickly looked down and noticed that I was wearing leggings and a t-shirt. Surly he didn't actually mean I looked beautiful, I'm sure he is used to beautiful models falling all over themselves to be with him.

I took a couple seconds  to compose myself before I started walking towards the living room, stopping right before the doorway and turing towards Charles and winking at him. 

I could faintly hear Charles saying that I would be the death of him, causing a smile to grace my face.

When I walked into the living room, Kelly was sitting down on the couch with a questioning look on her face.

With a big smile on my face I walked over  and sat down and started explained everything that had happened with Charles starting with the moment we met at the Miami airport and ending with what just happened in the hallway. As I told the story I couldn't help but notice the huge smile on Kellys face.

"Elle," exclaimed Kelly as she wrapped her arms around me in an excited hug.

Charles walking into the room, as Kelly pulled away from the hug, a huge blush formed on my face as I looked down towards the ground.

Charles winked at me before heading over towards Max who was setting up the racing simulator in the living room so that I could get introduced to the world of racing... those were Max's exact words.

Kelly's was about to roll her eyes at Max but then she got an evil smirk on her face, winking at me as she walked into the kitchen

'Oh boy.' I thought... 'what was about to happen'

Seconds later she returned  with a bottle of wine and two glasses.

Max looked up from setting up the simulator with a questioning look as soon as he say the bottle of wine and only two glasses. "Hey! What about Charles and I?"

"You have legs... If you want something you can grab it for you guys. Elle and I are going to enjoy some wine together as we watch you guys compete over who's better on the racing simulator." Teased Kelly as she sat the bottle of wine and glasses on the coffee table, before pouring both of us a glass of wine.

"Let's go over the rules....the person who gets the fastest time wins. Seeing as I only have one simulator we will take turns going" Max explained as he started setting up the simulator on the TV "I'll go first because its my house." He added smiling at Charles.

I looked towards Charles, and saw that he was heading my way to sit down beside me on the couch. Kelly smirked at me as she noticed what Charles was doing.

Charles put his hand on my thigh and leaned in to whisper "You are cheering for me right?"

I couldn't help the giggle that escaped my lips as I nodded my head.

"God, that was the sexiest sound I have ever heard."  He whispered as he leaned back on the couch to get comfy.

His arm resting on the back of the couch of where I was sitting,  his hands were just grazing my shoulders. Causing my nerve endings to go crazy, and a fire to ignite in my body.

I reached down and grabbed my wine glass taking sip before leaned back into Charles, resting my body on him.

I looked up at him to gage his reaction to me cuddling into his body, causally locking eyes with him causing him  to blush...

Two can play at this game Charles... Let's see who will make the first move.

[lewmagoo]

Okay positivity vibes for some of my favorites writers here. I will forget some of course, i'm so sorry :

- @sebsxphia; our Ray of sunshine, constantly kind and generous, always nice with everyone and so creative!! The amount of work they make with our thots, their fics... very grateful for Seb 🥰❤️

- @bobfloydsbabe : Helena, an Angel and with fascinating stories, diverse and incredibly addictive stories. ❤️

- @withahappyrefrain I love how I can spend time on her blog either on the TGM world but also with my beloved Peter Parker. The characters are always damn on point, smut is always incredible! ❤️

- @rhettabbotts : we talk about addictive ? Damn right! Her stories are insanely addictive and devilishly good :p ❤️

- @demxters : the closest friend I made here. Love you Elle, more than this could say ans so thankful for you ❤️

- @gretagerwigsmuse : this is an account made for the Bradshaw-thirsty. And god we're a lot and we're thankful for the work and the fics, they are damn sexy and funny!! ❤️

- @mothdruid : a pillar in the fandom I feel like?? I think we can all settle on this!! ❤️ also awesome fics, very visuals and damn versatile!

- @cryinginthebronco Nina is a sweetheart, I love reading her fics because her compassion really reflects on her writing, and how intimate her characters are ❤️

- @peachystenbrough AAAAH cam, i love you. I always die of cuteness and sexiness when I read your work. It's so fluffy and steamy!! And Cam is a sweetheart ❤️

-@wildbornsiren : Shelby is a reason of me here: I found her fics when I was walking on eggs searching for others TGM fans, and I was just... in love of the fics. I wanted to read more and see the tumblr vibes :D. Very diverse pairings❤️

- and you!! Love your work too, very cute and emotions filled ❤️❤️

thanks darlin!

[jennathearcher]

get to know me

I was tagged by the always amazing @talesfromthecrypts (thank you so much Britt!! <3)

Nickname: don't really have a nickname, I'm just Jenna :P

Sign: Leo

Height: 5'9"

The last thing I googled: "hades how to unlock skelly last heart" I finally got to the point where things are repetitive enough for me to Google solutions that end up being shockingly simple XD but I've made enough of a breakthrough to get excited about this game again :P

Amount of sleep: ahahahaha 5-6 hours when I don't just sleep all day

Dream job: Screenwriter, editor, costume designer <3

Movie/Book that Summarises Me: See you would think this question would be nigh impossible for me to answer, and yet the answer is also so obvious :P Corpse Bride, has to be <3 It was just too formative on me in too many ways not to be, and it'll always be my number one fave movie of all time :3

Favorite instrument: don't play any instruments unfortunately, though just in general I love me some violin and piano 8D

Aesthetic: autistic vampire with a film degree

Favorite authors: Cassandra Clare, Stephen King, Maggie Stiefvater, Leigh Bardugo, Tamsyn Muir, J. Elle, Jonathan Sims

Random fun fact: I've been wanting to start doing proper movie reviews for AGES, but I keep talking myself out of it because people on the Internet are MEAN :P

I tag: anyone who wants to do the thing~ <3

[after-nine-at-the-oasis]

I JUST FINISHED EPISODE EIGHT AND AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!

I LOVED IT SOOOOO MUCH 😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️🥰🥰🥰!!!!

OKAY FIRST OF ALL ISAAACCCCC MY BOYYY 🥰🥰🥰😭❤️❤️. He's been going through it but AAAHHHHH HE GRABBED THE ASEXUAL BOOK!!! I am so proud of him 🥰🥰🥰 though sir did you steal that- anyway he is in fact the most adorable ever and I love him with my whole heart 🥰🥰🥰🥰❤️❤️❤️ <3333 :)) :DD!!! He <33.

TAO AND ELLE ARE SO ADORABLEEE!!!! AND ELLE'S GOING TO LAMBERT :'DDD!!! AND ALSO THEY'RE OFFICIALLY BOYFRIEND AND GIRLFRIEND!!!!!! WHOOOOO :'DDDD 🥳🥳🥳🎉🎊!!! AND WHEN THEY FIRST SAW EACH OTHER FOR PROM 😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ STOP I LOVE THEM SO MUCH 🥰. Also their dancing SLAYED like yes they were holding up the dance floor out there 😌 (I think one of them said something like that to one of them but if not eh I still say it lol). And their pictures 🥰🥰. So cute <3. Also poor Tao trying to read her dad xD. But yeah love them so much <3333.

MY TEACHERSSSS!!!! MY TEACHER BABEYSSSS!!!! MR. AJAYI AND MR. FAROUK :'DDDDD!!!! I LOVE THEM SO MUCH 😭😭😭❤️❤️🥰🥰🥰🥰. ALSO THE SCENE OF THE COUCH (SINGH?) TELLING HIM TO INVITE HIM SLFJGHDKHLS LOVELY. Speaking of though is every teacher at this school gay xD. Like I don't mind it at all but xD- anyway they are in fact THE most adorable <333. Also SO glad they're slightly more functional than our teenagers (though tbh who knows if it's because they're adults) and didn't just go "oh yeah :')" about it being something they shouldn't have done lol. But AAHHHH he invited him out :'D and AAAHHHHHH they're so cute 🥰🥰🥰🥰❤️😭❤️❤️. Good crying, lol <3. I love them your honor :)).

IMOGENNN :OOO??! MY GIRL!! ARE YOU CRUSHING ON SAHAR?? :DDD?? Either way love you girl happy for you over all 🥰🥰🥰. Hope you do find someone if you want though :)) ❤️❤️❤️🥰. Love her <3.

Also I know we barely saw her but Tori always so hard 😌😌😌. As always, lol xD. I love her so much <333. Just- HER <333 🥰🥰❤️😭. Good tears xD :)).

TARA AND DARCY MY BABES 😭😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️. POOR TARA THE WHOLE DAY WAITING FOR DARCY AND WORRYING ABOUT HER 😭😭😭💔❤️. AND POOR DARCY OF COURSE ALONE AND LITERALLY SLEEPING AT A PARK 😭😭😭😭💔💔❤️. But then her finally showing up :')). BUT TARA HAVING GONE TO FIND HER 😭😭😭❤️❤️. I cry because they love each other so much and she wanted to make sure Darcy was okay but also because they missed each other xd. And VJEUANDPK DARCY'S MOMMMM- I AM READY TO KILL AND MAIM THANK YOU <3333. READY TO MURDER HER!! <3333. Poor Darcy 😭❤️. But their conversation :')). I feel so bad for her 😭 honey she LOVES you, no matter what <333. You're going through a lot and I'm sure this new part of your life (for her) is gonna take some getting used to but you love each other and you can always count on each other :')). And AAAHHHHH ALL THOSE "I LOVE YOU"S 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰❤️❤️😭😭❤️. GOOD CRYING DON'T WORRY :'DDD. Y'ALL I LOVE THEM SO MUCH 😭😭😭😭❤️❤️🥰🥰🥰🥰. T h e m <333.

CHARLIE AND NICK ARE MY BABEYS THANK YOU VERY MUCH <33333!!!! AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH I LOVE THEM SO MUCH 🥰🥰🥰😭😭❤️❤️. Good crying :')). AAAHHHHHHHHH NICK LIKE FULLY TOTALLY CAME OUT :'DDDD!!! I LOVE HIM ❤️❤️❤️❤️😭🥰. AND S T O P CHARLIE'S REACTION :'DDDD. Listen I love them all so much <333. All came to my mind for that sentence and it's true so we're rolling with it. But seriously them finally getting to be Out, like do whatever 🥰🥰🥰🥰. I'm so happy for them :')) <33. And then them deciding to leave xDD. Honestly slay lol. At least they went for a bit, that's good enough for me LOL xD.

AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH ALL OF THEM AT THEIR OWN LITTLE PERSONAL PROM :'DDDD!! Like together I mean lol. I LOVE THEM SO MUCH 😭😭❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️🥰🥰. THEY WERE ALL SO CUTE 🥰🥰🥰. And tbh that looks like so much fun :DD. I do wish Tara and Darcy got to have a chance to be at prom together for a little while but eh yaknow :DD. This was so adorable so I'll be fine 🥰🥰 xD. Also AWW all their goodbye hugs 🥰🥰❤️. I love them all so much <333 😭🥰❤️❤️🥰.

Had to put that before the sad stuff lol xD. Now, back to Nick and Charlie 🥰. First of all that rugby camp story is adorable and hilarious 🥰 xD, and my boys are so adorable 🥰🥰. Now xd 😭. Seeing (hearing) more of Charlie's backstory was so good and SO heartbreaking 😭💔❤️. And speaking of, Nick talking to Tao was so sad and so good <333. And the same goes for his talk with Tara - it was leading up to this all episode :') 😭❤️. And it seriously was amazing. Like I haven't mentioned this so far but the ACTING!!! Y'all the acting from everyone, in this entire show (as in always) is AMAZING!! Just stunning, absolutely phenomenal. Anyway, I did know the basics of Charlie's backstory, just stuff I've found out (like form tumblr or tiktok), but seeing it portrayed in the show is just heartbreaking. It's done so well but I just feel so bad for my boy 😭😭😭😭😭😭💔💔❤️❤️❤️. And Nick supporting him <3333. It's just- FLAWLESS 😭, I LOVE THEM <3333!! AND THEN- AAAHHHHHH!!!! ALMOST AN I LOVE YOU!!!! AAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!

Their goodbye :')) stop they're so cute <333. Also I found it fun that they were mismatched, like Charlie looked formal form the bottom half and Nick looked formal for the top half lol xD. Anyway 🥰. I love them so much <33. Also tell me why I was so stressed xD. Like I was like "please don't be a bad cliffhanger please don't be a bad cliffhanger" xD. Out here like "CHARLIE WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOING PLEASE" XDD. You just can't take any chances lol 😭 xDD. But then AAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!! I knew he wasn't gonna send it especially since I was pretty sure there would be a cliffhanger but still AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! I HAD HOPE XDDD!! STILL THOUGH AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! I LOVE THEM SO MUCH 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰😭😭❤️❤️❤️🥰🥰🥰!!! I'M NOT OKAY <3333.

I seriously loved this episode, and this entire season, SO much :'))). I'm sure I'll have more to say so I'll either edit this or make more posts lol, but right now, I'm just so happy <333. It was so good, I loved it so much :)). Also, I managed to watch the entire show in less than 12 hours, which included doing several other things xDD. So, slay for me lol XD.

Oh, and as I joked to my mom, THE COUPLES!! ALL THE COUPLES!! SO MANY COUPLES LOL!! And even just relationship plots like with Isaac xD! I love them all though don't get me wrong lol <333. I was just post episode 6 talking to my mom like "and then even the TEACHERS got together" XDD. I love them all, seriously <3333 🥰🥰🥰❤️❤️.

What an amazing episode, and an amazing season :). They all had such great growth, and I loved everyone's individual storylines :')). Heartstopper is just genuinely such a beautiful story - or like, a billion (okay like a dozen lol) beautiful stories wrapped up in one :')). It's so crazy to me that this can exist, that I get to see something this beautiful and sweet and silly and queer :'D. I love it so much, and I'm so grateful <333.

Thank you so much to the cast and creators, y'all rock :)). It's amazing, congratulations and spectacular job 🥰🥰🥰❤️.

I love this show so much y'all :'D.

AH okay :')). It's just past midnight and I wanna go reblog some posts lol, so I'll finish this up :D.

AND THAT'S THE END OF HEARTSTOPPER SEASON 2!!! SEE Y'ALL NEXT TIME :'D 🥳🥳🥳🥳🥰🥰❤️!!!!!

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The Missing Link

Chapter Six: Everything He Wants

Warnings: smut, 18+ themes, p in v sex but make it trans

Word Count: 3.3k

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People couldn’t really go “out” anymore. Sure, the virus was dying off little by little and so it was slowly getting safer to be outside in a crowd but Ezra wasn’t one to take risks when it could pose a danger to his daughter or a danger to anyone, really. It wasn’t much of a shock when Ezra proposed he go to Benoit’s apartment for their date. He also didn’t want Elle to be around if they just so happened to take things further for the first time. Benoit didn’t mind. He was usually always quite accommodating to those he did not find utterly annoying or were huge assholes. Ezra had his moments… but those were endearing moments, not irritating ones. 

Walking out of his closet, Ezra twirled around in his clothes. He was showing them off to Elle, not that she necessarily cared but Ezra was having a moment and she knew he needed to simply go through it instead of her trying to stop it. He wore a black leather jacket with colorful patches sewn into it, a maroon colored sweater, high-waisted pleated black pants that were just long enough to tuck over the glossy black and white striped heeled boots that adorned his feet. Ezra looked in the mirror for a moment. His eyes had smudged eyeliner on them and his lips were a deep red color thanks to the various lipstick tubes rolling around in his makeup desk. 

The actor turned to his daughter and nervously licked his lips. “What do you think?” He asked, pushing his hands into the pockets of his coat. 

“You look great, Dad. I think it could be red carpet ready.” Elle hummed from her place on the bed. She was totally going to take advantage of her father not being in the house for a night… maybe not even until the next morning. Though, she’d probably just order a pizza and eat it in Ezra’s bed while watching some shitty TV show. Or a rom-com. Either one works. 

Ezra pursed his lips, red carpet ready wasn’t really the look he was going for. Looking like he was trying hard wasn’t the best when going on a date. But something about this… it was different. Leagues different when Ezra went on his first date with Elle’s other father. That felt normal. Ezra’s heart wasn’t leaping from his chest, his brain wasn’t fantasizing about their future together, and his stomach didn’t feel so… calm. It was weird. The sheer array of things happening to his body. It put him in a slight daze.

Elle checked the time on her phone and looked up at her dad. “It’s almost time for you to leave.” She smiled as she crawled out of bed to give Ezra a tight hug. This was not unlike a ritual they would do each time Ezra had an event he needed to go to, events he knew would make Elle want to leave immediately after arriving.

“I love ya, kiddo.” Ezra held Elle tight, squeezing his eyes shut to relish in the moment. It seemed as if it was only yesterday that he had to pick her up or kneel down to give Elle a hug. It wasn’t the best on his back so maybe it was a good thing she was taller now. 

Elle patted his back as she buried her face in his neck, catching a light whiff of his cologne. Something light and floral but there was something masculine about it. It was comforting to her, something she likely wouldn’t mind smelling all the time. “Love you too, Dad.” She smiled as she pulled away from the hug.

“Don’t go crazy on the pizza tonight.” Ezra quickly said, patting her shoulder as he made his way to the bedroom door to leave. 

Elle gasped, feigning shock. “I would never!” She called as the door swung closed. She crossed her arms and pouted slightly, “Well… that was rude.” She said to herself as she made herself comfortable in bed again. Elle then quickly ordered some pizzas–both were pepperoni with sausage and bacon on top–from an app and turned on the TV.

“Some parents would be glad their child isn’t drinking while they’re gone but noooo.” Elle said in a mocking tone, rolling her eyes before a laugh escaped her. They were both idiots in their own right. One just so happened to be a movie star.

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A knock on the door and a quick shuffling of feet was all it took to get Ezra inside Benoit's apartment. "Oh, uh, wow…" The detective bit his tongue slightly as he looked the actor up and down. He certainly dressed… well. Benoit dressed about the same as always, pleated suit pants, a button up shirt, some suspenders, and some sort of deep color patterned tie. It seemed to be the clothes he was most comfortable in, no matter what occasion. His apartment, though, certainly reflected Benoit’s personality. There were piles of books on shelves or scattered around the house, as well as a lot of vintage-looking furniture among other trinkets. 

“Could say the same for you.” Ezra hummed as he ran a hand down Benoit’s chest to lightly admire the tie. His eyes flicked back up to meet the orange frames resting on his nose. Benoit’s sense of style was always classy, throwing a few hints of floral patterns among the deep browns and grays he wore as pants or a blazer. 

Benoit swallowed thickly for a moment and looked from his tie and back up at Ezra. It was very rare for him to find a man he wanted to be with that was taller than him, most were about his height or shorter… so this was certainly new to him. He didn’t hate it, though. Quite the opposite, really. “I have some…” He shook his head lightly to get rid of the fuzz that was starting to grow in his mind. “Some dinner in the, ah, the oven.” Benoit quickly stammered out. 

“Hm.” Ezra pursed his lips while his eyes darkened slightly. He was nervous on his way over but it seemed that started to trickle down to desire. A strong one at that. “Maybe… dinner can wait?” He suggested softly, bringing a hand to Benoit’s cheek as his thumb ran across his bottom lip. 

Benoit’s bright eyes were slightly wide. Maybe he was too much of a gentleman or ‘old-school’ but wasn’t it against the rules to… sleep together on the first date? Either way, his mind was clouded. It was simply filled with Ezra. His hand was warm and the finger on his lip enticed him in a way he wasn’t sure was possible. In fact, Ezra affected him like no other had before. It was scary yet exciting. “Should be fine…” Benoit said quietly.

“Alright, detective. Let’s hope you’re right. Bedroom, where is it?” Ezra asked with a smirk at the edges of his lips. It felt as if it’s been forever since he’s had this sort of burning desire for anyone. Last time he did, he ended up pregnant. 

Benoit closed his eyes for a second as he swallowed thickly, “Ah, it’s… fuck me.” He gave up in the matter of a few seconds, grabbing Ezra’s hand to pull him inside the room before he swiftly pressed their lips together. 

The detective was getting more and more bold as time went on. Ezra liked that. If Ezra had the time to react, he might have even been surprised that Benoit swore. If only for a single word.

In a light trip or two over each other's feet and a collective gasp as Benoit landed on top of Ezra. They quickly pressed their lips together again, Benoit running a hand through his partner's hair. It felt like he expected it would, soft and thick. He loved it. Benoit pulled away from Ezra's lips and admired the way his hair was when it was all messed up. 

Ezra gave him a smirk. He could tell Benoit was taking in this moment, wanting it to last forever. That was… until he realized they were both fully dressed. Now, he couldn't have that. The detective quickly stood from the bed and threw off his shoes and socks, Ezra did the same with a light laugh. The actor sat up slightly on the bed, wanting to watch the man in front of him.

"It is quite a shame that I have to take off your clothes. After so much work…" Benoit hummed softly, quickly and expertly untying the knot around his neck. Ezra swallowed thickly as he watched, a light flush making its way to his cheeks. The detective then lowered his suspender straps and crawled back on top of Ezra to begin taking his clothes off as well. 

First came the jacket which was thrown off the side of the bed, landing in a place neither of them cared enough to remember. Then it was his shirt. It faced the same fate the jacket did. Ezra was shirtless, finally and wholly. His scars were on full display but the only thing Benoit could focus on was his face. How he desperately wished to mess up Ezra's make-up. Benoit did contemplate it, just for a moment.

"Your turn?" Ezra asked, running a hand up to the collar of Benoit's button-up shirt. His fingers fiddled with some of the buttons at the base of his neck.

Benoit hummed softly while he let Ezra take off his shirt for him, fingers ever so slightly brushing against the skin of his chest. In some ways, the detective couldn't believe this was happening. Yet he craved it all the same. 

Ezra brought their lips back together, in a slower, more loving kiss than the one they previously shared. Benoit slightly repositioned himself so he had a hand next to Ezra's head and opened up the other man's legs so he was in between them. After a little while, they both broke from the kiss and panted slightly.

The dark haired man immediately grabbed at Benoit's pants just for him to stop them by taking Ezra's hands. "In a hurry, darlin'?" He teased with a cheeky smile on his lips, eyes dilated enough that the blue of his eyes were just a small rim.

"Aren't you?" Ezra countered, figuring he didn't fare better. 

Benoit bit his tongue, letting Ezra's hands go. "You've no idea." He admitted with an exhale of breath while Ezra undid his pants. Slowly, the pressure was starting to get released as Benoit pushed his pants down his legs. He could see the way Ezra's eyes darkened at the bulge covered by his boxers.

Then Benoit pursed his lips, remembering that Ezra wasn't like the men he was used to having sex with. And he didn't mean his status of fame in the world or anything like that. "A-Are you sure you want to do this?" Benoit asked quickly before it became too much to compose himself. 

Ezra let out a light laugh. Maybe not the best time for that. "Yes, Blanc. I'm completely fine with it going up the vag. I had a kid, you know?" He cocked his eyebrow slightly and shook his head. He understood where Benoit was coming from though. The man just didn't want to make Ezra uncomfortable which was commendable. 

A bright blush graced Benoit's cheeks when Ezra mentioned having a child. It was something he wasn't used to hearing. "Alright." He bit his lip lightly before he pulled at the waistband of Ezra's pants. Looking closer at his mostly bare form, Benoit saw some scars scattered around the expanse of his skin. Perhaps those were from a while ago because they were quite a lot lighter than the scars under Ezra's pecs. 

Ezra leaned up slightly, running a light hand across Benoit's shoulder to his plump stomach then to the V-line that disappeared under his boxers to simply admire the man in front of him. He wasn't the most fit man but he still had plenty of muscle. It was enough to pick Ezra up without a hitch. The touch made Benoit suck in a shaky breath of air. It's been a while since he's done… anything like this and he can't imagine Ezra hasn't been the same way.

The blond man met Ezra's hands and gently pushed them off his body so he could take off the other man's boxers. Benoit hooked his fingers on the waistband and pulled them down his legs until the piece of clothing was completely off. He simply threw it over his shoulder and took in Ezra’s bare body. It was surreal and grounding at the same time. Possibly one of the biggest actors in Hollywood was naked underneath him. But… Ezra was just a man. 

A man that Benoit loved. 

Ezra set his hands on Benoit's hips, looking up at him with a hunger in his eyes. It wasn't that hard to figure out what he wanted and Benoit didn't need to be a detective to understand it. The man simply nodded, causing a swarm of hands to nearly cover the bottom half of his body. That was until the hands left to fling the boxers they captured from Benoit. Finally, all the pressure went away and it relieved him so much that he almost didn't catch the way Ezra stared at the throbbing cock standing tall between his legs. 

Benoit bit his lip, an idea that would be too torturous popped in his head. Maybe next time. He caressed Ezra's cheek before he lifted one of his legs to rest on his hip. "You ready, darlin'?" Benoit asked softly, his thumb running across a particularly freckled part of Ezra's cheek as he positioned himself properly.

"Mhm, detective." Ezra hummed softly, moving his other leg to rest on Benoit's hip as a hand held onto his shoulder as well. His darkened green eyes bore into Benoit's face, focusing on all the little details. "I need you…." He whispered, eyes softening just slightly. 

Both of them wanted to take in this moment for all it was worth. It might only last for a second but they wanted it for an hour. Perhaps more. They both deserved a forever with each other. 

Benoit nodded slightly, sharing Ezra's sentiment as he slowly pushed his [] inside, eliciting a harsh gasp from the man below him while a soft moan escaped his own lips. Like expected, it was distinctly different from anything he's ever felt before. The pair simply breathed in each other's presence for a little while, allowing Ezra to adjust to the feeling of another man inside him. 

"Alright." Ezra sighed, a hand resting on the side of Benoit's hand which he quickly leaned into. The brunet caressed some of the grays at his temples and lightly smiled, "I'm good, detective." He whispered.

Benoit dipped his head to press a kiss to Ezra's lips as he gently pulled out then thrust back in. This wasn't going to be some quick fuck and run type of situation, no. They were too old to be doing that anymore. No. This was a writ of passage. To deeply and wholly accept each other into their lives. With the good and the bad. At this point, it didn't matter. 

Ezra let out a small gasp that dissolved into a moan while Benoit set a slower, more controlled pace. It was soft and sensual, much different than the rushed and rough sex Ezra was used to in his younger years. Maybe the difference simply was age or perhaps the fact that this actually meant something to the both of them. 

"Fuck…" Benoit ground out softly, pressing his forehead against Ezra's. He could feel the other man's breath on his lips, warming them slightly. 

Ezra quickly kissed Benoit which he reciprocated eagerly, a hand secured at the back of his neck while he swallowed his and Benoit's moans. It felt strangely easy to be with each other in this moment. Like they've been together for years before this and it was just routine at this point. 

After a few moments, Ezra had to pull away from the kiss to breathe but also because Benoit hit a sensitive spot. "Fuck, detective…." He moaned softly with a light whine at the end of his voice, eyelashes fluttering as he drew in a quick breath. 

Benoit attached his lips to Ezra's neck when he pulled away, needing to busy his mouth with something. So he might as well suck bruises on the base of his partner's neck or even under the profile of his jaw. The soft flesh would easily bruise within a few hours. That was the plan after all, wasn't it? Benoit wasn't above being slightly possessive, even if he was relatively light-hearted in nature. Ezra wasn't just some simple, gorgeous looking man–no–he was an actor with possibly millions of people wanting him at any given time. 

"Good boy." Benoit softly praised as his teeth grazed against the skin right under Ezra's jaw as the man beneath him dug his nails in his skin. 

Being called 'boy' while getting fucked wasn't something Ezra experienced much, especially having transition later in his life. And well… it did things to him. Ezra cupped Benoit's cheek, eyes fluttering closed while the muscles in his legs tensed. He could tell his orgasm was starting to build. The slow pace started to rock into a faster one, sounds of the headboard of the bed grounding and scraping against the wall filled their ears. As well as pants and light moans from the both of them. It seemed Benoit was right there with him, the movement of his hips becoming more sporadic as time went on. 

Ezra grunted out loudly when Benoit hit just the right spot. "Fuck, Detective, I–" He moaned, gripping the man on top of him tightly. Ezra's lips parted suddenly, taking in a sharp breath as he felt his orgasm just about to hit him. "Blanc, fuck… I'm almost–"

"I know, darlin'. I know." Benoit brushed a few stray sweaty hairs away from Ezra's face. "Me too." He ground out softly, planting his hands on the man's hips for a better grip. 

"Fuck… Blanc!" Ezra panted and moaned as he felt his orgasm snap, releasing the tension in his abdomen.  It felt… amazing. Perhaps it's been a while or maybe Benoit just knew how to treat a partner right. Yeah, definitely the second one. It might have been a while but Ezra's body still knew what it liked and it certainly liked that quirky detective.

Benoit hummed, voice a little shaky, "Hmm! That's it, darlin', that's it." He whispered with a light smirk at the edges of his lips. Unlike Ezra, Benoit's orgasm snuck up on him like a car hitting a cyclist. He let out a loud moan, gripping tightly onto the man below him. "Fuck!" 

It felt somewhat like a secret Ezra wasn't supposed to hear whenever Benoit swore. He never did in daily life but then again, saying 'fiddlesticks!' while fucking the life out of someone just didn't have the same ring to it. Perhaps he'd even laugh if it ever did happen. Benoit's legs trembled as they struggled to keep him upright until they eventually gave out, his body crashing with Ezra's. But the black-haired man didn't mind it much. He ran a hand through Benoit's hair and sighed happily. Being so satisfied wasn't something Ezra was used to in life.

"That… was good." Ezra admitted, pressing a kiss to Benoit's cheek as the man snuggled up to him. "Maybe we should get cleaned up…" He suggested softly but Benoit wasn't having it.

The detective groaned slightly. "Not tonight, darlin'. I'm feelin' tired and I have to assume you are too." He whispered, looking into Ezra's eyes. "Perhaps, maybe we could take a shower together in the mornin'." Benoit smiled, the only type of smile one could have after sex. A lazy but easy one. 

"Okay, sweetheart." Ezra chuckled softly.