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when it shines like gold, you’ll remember me
#HI I WORKED ON THIS FOR DAAAAAYS#REAL PROUD OF IT!!!#bran draws#fe awakening#Grima#grima fire emblem
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How does jungkook perceive his fs the more he gets to know her? Like his first impression of her to when they know each other more deeply?
How does JK perceive his FS?
Since we already had a long post on how people perceive FS, I was thinking that I can just do this reading since we have a lot of people that are interested in these two on this blog! Enjoy because I'm getting the sense that this is going to be one hell of a ride on my part lol.
So I come back here after the reading, and I can most definitely say that that was one hell of a ride for me lol. Let me hand you all some virtual tissues. Here *tosses* Have fun! =v= Oh happy day~ Oh happy daaaaay~
Thank you, Aisa 🌸
First Impression: As always, JK is ultra fast with the cards, my gosh. Anyway, the first impression he has of them will be fairly straightforward and simple it seems. By the time JK gets to meet the FS (keep getting the sense that he will travel to the location where the FS is for whatever reason it may be), the FS will be someone successful in their field or at least someone pretty well off. As someone who admires those who are dedicated and passionate to their work and their crafts, this will catch his eye, and I think it'll start off as a sort of admiration from his part? But he will also feel that this person went through lots of heartbreak in their life to reach where they are during the time they meet. Maybe he'll overhear a conversation about something that happened in FS' life that makes him aware of the FS' life. He will again think that this person worked really hard to be where they are during that time. The FS, in his eyes for his first impression of them, is someone who may be a bit hard to approach and maybe even intimidating. Someone who is very good at reading people, and he'll know right off the bat that the FS is not someone who will take any load of bullsh*t from people because they know better. They can see through lies. Something about this first impression of the FS will make JK want to get to know them more. He'll feel attracted to this person upon first meeting.
Acquaintances: Okay so um, this is getting highly detailed and in-depth that I'm actually getting really surprised by the extent to which he's telling me what happens. But anyway, let's continue. This is when they're just acquaintances, so they know of one another but aren't exactly too close. So during this time period, it seems like JK might experience some form of heartbreak for whatever reason. It'll be a Tower moment for him, so it'll really shake him up. It also seems to affect his career as well. I feel that this is when the FS steps in. It seems like whatever happened, the FS figures out a way to help him in a way. I don't know when or how (seems like we aren't allowed to know), but this FS will help JK see the world in a different way. In the past and up until this point, he may have been a bit afraid to go against what was expected of him. He did things that didn't align with his values and thoughts. But through this Tower moment and experience, as well as meeting with FS during this time, it will help him reevaluate what he wants in his life, his future, his surroundings, and more. It's the Knight of Wands (JK) meeting the Queen of Wands (FS), so the FS will be a guiding figure for JK during this situation since they're more developed in the wands energy than JK (Knight vs Queen). So actually, I had to reorganize and redraw cards because he was saying too much and the energies started getting all messy and tangled up, but I remember that he said FS was "The Star" card and there was also a "Queen of Cups" card. This shows me that FS may have provided with lots of emotional support during his difficult moment. Remember in the other reading, I said that FS is someone who is easy to approach in the eye of others and also a quiet listener? I think FS wanted to help JK out even though they might not have been too close, and this in turn helped the two of them become closer. Now back to the point, how does JK perceive FS during this time? He thinks of them as "Four of Wands" and "The Lovers." Four of Wands represents pure happiness, joy, bliss, and celebration. "The Lovers," in the context of this situation, represents a relationship in which there is great communication and emotional understanding between two lovers. So I'm guessing that after they get close, their develop their relationship into a romantic one. This is also confirmed by "The Moon" card hidden at the back of the deck, and a bunch of other cards (emotions) associated with it. "The Moon" signifies secrets, keeping things hidden. There's also the "Two of Pentacles" which signifies the need to balance priorities, which in this case is his career and his new relationship with FS.
Lovers: So JK keeps explaining the situation rather than what he thinks about the FS, but it's okay. I think I understand what he's trying to say. When they are lovers, JK is represented as someone who is a true romantic. I see him being as supportive to FS as possible, trying to match their lifestyle and schedule (while of course keeping his own priorities straight; don't think that he's going to let the relationship affect how he does for his career; he takes his job very seriously). But anyway, in the course of getting to know the FS better through the relationship, he may realize some of the internal issues that FS has been dealing with one their own. This is absolutely mind-blowing because remember in the other post I said that the very inner circle is just the FS by themself and then there were the pair cards and I explained that they envision a future spouse/partner who is going to be just for them and know them even to their deepest core? This is exactly what JK is doing. JK will notice things that FS is going through. I see that FS may be having a hard time due to a "King of Swords" figure in their life. I see a "King of Wands" figure and then the "Queen of Wands" figure to the right. So essentially, this "King of Wands" figure is protecting the "Queen of Wands" figure from the "King of Swords" figure. It's crazy because the "King of Swords" is looking straight forward (at you), the "King of Wands" is looking straight to the left (you get the left view), and then the "Queen of Wands" has her body faced forward but with face turned to the right. The imagery confirms this. Whatever it is, I see JK protecting this FS very well. JK will help this person go against aspects of their life that they were trying to escape from or avoid for a long time. He will help them deal with their emotional issues. He will help FS achieve a sense of justice and also bring FS a sense of fulfillment. His emotions are overflowing for this FS and he really does truly care about their well-being. To him, the FS is his resting place, his home. He will feel grateful for the FS' presence during his hardest moments, for helping him become more in tune with who he truly is and who he truly wanted to be. For helping him walk forward into a future that he had wished for. This FS is represented by "The Empress," the maternal figure of the deck and the caregiver. I also see that behind the Empress is a Page of Cups that is hidden and protected. So this is making me feel that JK ultimately feels that even his more underdeveloped and childish sides, the hidden innocence that he had tucked away due to his reality - he feels safe showing all of his vulnerable sides to FS. I feel so much gratitude, appreciation, and love coming through here.
Spouses: Holy sh*t guys. This is absolutely stunning! So when they're spouses, FS is represented as the King of Swords rx. This speaks to me that FS is someone who doesn't outright aggressively speak their mind out, but they rather quietly express their thoughts and opinions. JK may also think that FS is someone who can be pretty indecisive and they need to time to work out their thoughts and to process different situations. Hidden under this card is THE WORLD and THE LOVERS guys. My gosh. "The World" card is the last card of the major arcana in the tarot deck guys. It's the ending. It's fulfillment, completion. And in a literal way, FS will mean the world to him. With "The Lovers" card coming out, he will see FS as his true love. Someone who he can communicate with at deep and genuine level. Someone who walked with him through his thick and thin, and someone whom he walked with through their thick and thin. There is also the TEN OF CUPS. My gosh. Can you hear me screaming? He regards FS as his ultimate happiness and fulfillment in life. The imagery of this card is also two spouses with children, so FS is someone that he would settle down with for the rest of his life, and he also envisions a future where he can create a family and live happily. Again, there is a repetition of the idea of "resilience.' Standing together despite hardships. He has lots of love and affection for his FS, and it seems like he looks forward to going on new adventures with this FS as well. And this last set of cards made me absolutely emotional. It came through real strong. "나의 힘듦과 아픔을 다 지나고, 이제는 우리의 행복한 새 출발." After passing my hardships and pain, it's our blissful new start. Holy. I'm going to cry guys. Cry with me *hands tissues*
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You know what grosses me out more than the Erica bite scene? Derek's sex scene with Jennifer.
Aside from the fact that it's a rape scene, the loving way the camera pans over Derek's body, the way he's framed in a very feminine way, and it's like... he's being used. He's being manipulated, there's a very high possibility that she literally charmed him, and her resemblance to Paige and Stiles is so purposeful.
I wanted to crawl out of my skin during the Kate & Derek scenes in season 4, but that scene with Jennifer makes me want to rip my eyes out.
jennifer was such an amazing villain and make no mistake she was a villain. she has a sympathetic origin story but all good villains do. she was wronged by kali and duecalion. kali tried to kill her for power. that doesn't make her actions right. she justifies and deludes herself but she's not better than duecalion taking people's lives for power.
this did made me go back and rewatch frayed and motel california.
frayed is actually full of stuff i had forgotten. like how pivotal this episode is to the derek and scott relationship, a peter and cora adventure and pack dynamics for daaaaays.
so like, here's the thing -- fuck jennifer forever for what she did to derek. i always have a hard time watching the scene in motel california.
it's interesting that in frayed derek is presumed dead after he fights ennis (who bit paige) and he stumbles into the school parking lot just as he did in magic bullet but instead of stiles it's jennifer he stumbles into.
now while jennifer would've known the kids were out of town for the meet. she's the one who put wolfsbane in coach finstock's whistle but derek finding her was fortuitous. i don't think she planned that exactly. she was just masterful at taking advantage of circumstances and adapting her plans.
jennifer is still always some how connected visually and narratively to stiles and paige. they did this on purpose and this is a hill i will die on.
the entire time she's with derek after finding him she's spirtually channelling s1 stiles circa magic bullet with the bone saw.
derek's first instinct is to find the others, find his pack because he knows they think he's dead and she's able to redirect him.
they didn't make it a coincidence that at the same time the werewolves are being magically roofied with wolfsbane jennifer is working her way through derek's defenses by emulating straight out of season 1 stiles and gets him to have sex despite his gaping stomach wound and his original intent to find the others.
she's nefarious and takes advantage of him. jennifer was violating a lot of people this episode.
i also noticed that she touches his shoulder the same way stiles will in the next episode. except her touch is deceptive and false comfort whereas stiles's touch is actual comfort and support.
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GunCher - Cher being a little shit while Gun is working, throwing himself all over him, sitting in his lap, pulling on his tie, etc. because he’s needy.
"Yes, I know the investors want a report on earnings this quarter," Gun said into his cellphone as he dodged one of Cher's flailing arms as Cher sat on his desk. "Accounting is already on it, I'm going to look it over and finalize the report and send it off by Thursday." Gun leaned back in his chair to dodge the swipe at his face. "Why yes, N'Cher is here. I'll tell him you said hi, but it's already late, please head out first." This time Gun knocked Cher's hand to the side and countered with a flick to the tip of his nose. "Thank you again, phi."
"P'Gun!" Cher whined. "You promised to take me out to dinner! Now it's already so late!"
"I told you not to come early," Gun said as he walked over to his filing cabinets for a document. "You insisted on not getting in the way of others and staying in my office to boot."
"But phiiiiii," Cher said as he draped himself over Gun's back. "I'm sooooo hungry now. I haven't eaten all daaaaay!"
"Why didn't you eat?" Gun asked as he turned around and completely ignored the way Cher allowed his shoes to drag on the recently shampooed carpet. "I gave you my card to buy food if you were tight on your budget this week. I know you paid Thup's tuition this month too."
"I was busy all day! And I haven't seen you in a week! So I was looking forward to dinner tonight!" Instead of reclaiming his seat on Gun's desk, Cher pushed his way into Gun's lap. "Please, phi? You don't even have the report from accounting yet and sitting here when accounting already went home won't make it come faster."
"I'm working on the projected timelines of the other games coming out this quarter and next," Gun said as he looked past Cher's shoulder to view the numbers on his computer screen. "You can wait ten more minutes."
"But you said that forty minutes ago!" This time Cher pulled away and tugged on Gun's tie. "You've been ignoring me this entire time, phi. How will you make it up to me when it's already this late?"
Gun gave Cher a look from the corner of his eye. "I've got to make it up to you, do I?"
"Of course you do! You invited me out and now I've been waiting!"
"But you haven't been good while waiting. I think you owe me for duress."
"You leave me no choice!" Cher declared. "Time to use my ultimate move!" Cher kissed both his palms, rubbed them together, and then cupped Gun's face and directed his gaze into Cher's eyes. "P'Gun... I need you right now... Won't you leave with me?"
Gun's hands continued moving even though his gaze was firmly fixed on Cher's face. "The document is saved. We can go."
"I win!"
"Sure you did," Gun said as Cher jumped around the room while he packed his briefcase. "And our reserved table will be ready once we get to the restaurant now."
"You reserved a table?"
"Of course I did." Gun turned off his computer and tugged on Cher's tie this time. "You'd remember if you listened when I told you why you shouldn't spend all day here." Gun gave Cher's tie another firm tug and Cher swallowed nervously. "I hope you've worked up a good appetite. You'll need your energy for later."
"O-oh?"
"You said you were streaming tonight."
"Damn it, P'Gun! You're teasing me!"
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hello!! :D I asked for a spoilerless preview of 13s seasons a while back on anon, and your answer really got me excited to finish my rewatch!! took me a while because uni doesn't allow for binging the way high school used to, but I just finished season 12 the other day! I've enjoyed chibnall's era more and more the further I got (season 11 still definitely isn't anywhere near my favorite, but liked it a LOT more than I did on my first watch, knowing the foundations it was laying), and I LOVED the first episode of season 13! SO much! I haven't gotten further but I really wanted you to know haha, it's fun, it's exciting, it's got awesome new characters -- I so wish chibnall had gotten into the groove a little sooner, because this is exactly what I hoped his era to be! imagine if we could have gotten 3 full seasons on the same level... ahhhh I'm super excited to watch the rest! especially since several of the episodes you mentioned were your favorites are from season 13 -- and the first episode isn't even one of them!
Ahhhh oh my days hi hi hi!! I am SO so happy that you've enjoyed s12 so much! I think s12 honestly might be one of my favourite seasons of doctor who (although there are a lot of excellent contenders), simply because it just inspired me so much. There's so much to dig into. And yesss I think s11 works a lot better in context of the rest of it, which is super interesting. Actually, honestly, it all works SO nicely as a whole unit, which is super satisfying - to me, at least - but I suppose that hampered it when everything first aired, because we didn't have the whole picture (but also, that is how tv works sometimes ksksk - there were and are a LOT of bad faith viewings of this era, and it makes me so sad because I know that the moment you dig into it you start to realise just how rich this era has been). But yknow, what you say about s11 is interesting, because I do know a lot of people who really love it exactly as it is and always have - there are quite a number of people who got into Doctor Who because of s11, so I think, whilst there are things I don't like about it, I reckon Chibnall did approach it in a particular way with a particular intent - and it worked for some people, but less for others. And like, in a similar vein, I've actually found myself defending Moffatt of all people lately, despite the fact that I really don't enjoy like, two of his seasons, as well as a lot of things that he tends to do. But it's because I think like....hm, I guess I've lately found it really helpful to remember that all the writers are just humans who are putting stories and art out into the world that they want to create, and are sharing it with us - it's never going to be perfect, despite how much we want it to be. And there's always something of value in each era, right? Each of the main showrunners we've had since 2005 have had strengths and weaknesses, and there's something about each era that I absolutely adore. That said, there's definitely value in expecting better in certain degrees - but then you get people making hour long videos about how the show sucks now and I get so tired skskks
BUT YEAH sorry for rambling, your ask just got me thinking thoughts - much more importantly, you've got THE REST OF FLUX TO WATCH ahhhHHH have FUN!! War of the Sontarans is next and oh my daaaaays i love that episode SO much (I literally said as much earlier today and my coworker was like 'yes taka i know you love that episode' SKKSKSKSKSK SO. YKNOW) but honestly I just adore Flux. It's got such classic who vibes - I've started watching some classic lately and it's so funny seeing what inspired a lot of the structure/style of Flux (like the STUPID CLIFFHANGERS oh my days we need MORE of those). So I really hope you enjoy the rest - and the specials too!! Eve of the Daleks and The Power of the Doctor are soooooo much fun :D Please feel free to let me know what you think when you've watched it all, if you'd like to! I'd love to hear your thoughts/what your favourite episodes of thirteen's era as a whole have been! <3
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Sicktember #5
Prompt: Preventative Measures (Not Taken)
Fandom/OCs: Letterkenny (Wayne and Katy)
Words: 980
Sicknario inspo: Flu season sicknario A from this post.
Author’s comments/background: If you’ve never seen Letterkenny, I’d suggest checking out my other fics for the fandom where I explain the premise. I’ll forego that here since by now if you’re reading this, I assume you get the gist. Or just imagine hot farmers for the characters. That works too.
On another note, I wrote this in about an hour in one sitting, which is by far the fastest I’ve ever finished anything for this fandom, which as you might imagine is a pretty tricky on to write for, so that was a nice surprise.
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(Scene opens on WAYNE standing in front of the House in the snow with crossed arms, dressed for the outdoors in winter.)
WAYNE: Had to have a talk with Katy the other daaaaay…
(Scene changes to earlier in the month. KATY, dressed for skiing, comes into the Shop where WAYNE is working on a snowmobile.)
WAYNE: Katy, how are ya now?
KATY: Not so bad and you?
WAYNE: Not so bad. How was skiing with Bonnie McMurray?
KATY: Good. You know, Bonnie is going to get her flu shot tomorrow. They're free at the clinic.
WAYNE: That so?
KATY: Mhm, and I think I might go with her.
WAYNE: You ever had one of those flu shots before?
KATY: Well no.
WAYNE: Then why would you wanna do a thing like that? Seems to me I got enough holes in my body. I don't need a needle making another one.
KATY: Well I don't need to be getting the flu. Bonnie said McMurray her dad got it last year and he couldn't leave the couch for four or more days.
WAYNE: What's that got to do with you?
KATY: So I can't be lying on the couch for four or more days! I've got places to be and people to see.
WAYNE: Lying on the couch for four or more days sounds like a vacation, and a vacation sure as hell sounds better than having a needle stuck in your arm.
KATY: Sounds to me like you're afraid of needles.
WAYNE: Maybe so. But I've never gotten the flu shot before, and I've never been laid out sick on the couch for four or more days. So I reckon I'll take my chances with the flu this year, same as always.
KATY: Well I'm getting my shot with Bonnie McMurray tomorrow. And you might do yourself a favor and think about taking some preventative measures, too. I'd hate to see what you're like laid out with the flu.
WAYNE: Suit yourself. But I haven't prevented any measures my whole life and I'm not starting now.
(KATY rolls her eyes as she exits. WAYNE returns to his work.)
(Scene changes to a few days later. In the Kitchen, KATY is unloading groceries and putting them away, dressed only in a crop top and shorts. WAYNE, DAN, AND DARRYL enter, red from the cold and blowing on their hands.)
WAYNE: Jesus, Katy, it's winter. Put some f*ckin clothes on.
KATY: Not my forte.
WAYNE: Any coffee still hot?
KATY: No. You should try drinking orange juice instead of coffee once in a while, though. (She pours herself a glass of juice as she speaks.)
WAYNE: Feels like hell froze over out there right now and I want something hot, not a damn glass of juice. (He brushes past her to start a pot of coffee.)
DAN: I didn't knows youse was such a fan of orange juices, Miss Katy.
KATY: Orange juice has Vitamin C, and Vitamin C keeps you from getting sick. It's flu season, you can’t be too careful.
WAYNE: Now Katy, why are you so scared to get sick? It never bothered you any other year, and we've survived plenty of flu seasons so far.
KATY: I told you, I've got places to be and people to see. I can't afford to be sick.
DAN: Sounds likes youse has important things to sees to, Miss Katy. Did youse gets your free flu shots ats the clinics, this year?
KATY: As a matter of fact, I did, Squirrely Dan.
DARRYL: You know I heard everyone who gets the flu shot for the first time always gets the flu that year.
WAYNE: There ya go, see? I've never had a flu shot and I've never had the flu. Case closed.
KATY: Well I'm not taking the chance of being laid out on the couch for four or more days.
DAN: You're real concerned about your healths, Miss Katy. That's what I appreciates about you.
KATY: That's what you appreciate about me?
WAYNE: Take off about 20% there, Squirrely Dan.
KATY: And you all better wash your hands twice every time you come into this house until spring. I won't be getting sick even if any of you do.
WAYNE: Maybe if you put some f*ckin clothes on you wouldn't have to worry about getting sick.
KATY: I'll take my preventative measures and you take yours, big brother. (She exits.)
DARRYL: If we gotta wash our hands twice, does that mean we gotta wash our gloves too?
WAYNE: Shut the f*ck up, Darry.
(Scene changes to a few days later. KATY is lying under a blanket on the couch in the Living Room looking sick and sad. WAYNE enters carrying a streaming mug which he hands to KATY. She takes it, sitting up to drink. She is dressed in thick winter clothes.)
WAYNE: Anything else you need?
KATY: No. You can leave.
WAYNE: Least you finally put some f*ckin clothes on.
KATY: (Angry now, points offscreen) Go.
WAYNE: Aww, c’mon, Katy, don’t be mad. Maybe you’ll only be laid up on the couch for two or more days. And it’s blizzarding out there, so you can’t be going places and seeing people anyway.
KATY: (Still pointing) GO!
WAYNE: Alright, alright, I’ll go. Holler if you need anything else. I’ll be in the kitchen fixing dinner. Might even drink a glass of orange juice. It’s flu season, you know. Can’t be too careful.
KATY: You’ll need to be careful, all right. Just you wait until I’m better.
WAYNE: (Walking away) See you in four or more days, then.
(Scene changes back to the first setting, with WAYNE outside in the snow)
WAYNE: Just goes to show you never know what’ll happen when you’re preventing measures for flu season.
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have another idea
if you had to assign one parody/comedy/meme-ish song to a character what would it be? would it be because it matches their personality or just because they find it funny? (alternatively you could do some sort of audio or vine/tiktok)
could do just 1 character or as many as you can think of answers for no pressure!!
HA, yesssss~! (You have no idea how glad I am to see this...I LITERALLY HAVE JOKE SONGS FOR ALL OF THE MAIN CAST. I never had a reason to share them until now, THANK YOU!! Every song I put here, they would definitely vibe to them as well, or sing along so it's great)
Lynette: Wish you the worst - Ryan Mack (simply for the threat/line "When you're out on a date and you order dessert, I hope you spill and it stains on your favorite shirt. And when you're trying to pay I hope your card doesn't work. Yeah, I wish you the worst." I loved hearing this, because I'm like- that's probably the harshest she'd get with most people when threatening them. xD The other part, is a little iffy. Maybe she'd think that in her head. BUT yeah, you'll see.
Alexander and Drake: Thank God I'm not you - Himalayas. I imagine them doing Karaoke for the lyrical parts back and forth to each other. Unironically saying each line that represents how they feel about themselves or how they are seen by others. AND "I thank god that I'm not you!" To each other. I find it super hilarious. Lol
Lev: My Type - Saint Motel I didn't remove this from the list. BUT YES. I can see Lev singing along with this song, and I love the line, "I'm a man who's got very specific taste, you-you-you're just my type. Oh, you got a pulse and you're breathing!" xD Lev isn't too picky with his prey and I think it fits him well because of it.
Zilla: Deal with the Devil - withakgames This was also on the character songs, prior. BUT I have a perfect song for her now that matches her. I thought of this being funny for her given the line, "smile sweetly as I lie, who here has the strongest might." P.s. do not listen to this song without headphones or in a room with people. The beginning be WACK.
Claudia: Brain Fluid Explosion Girl - Will Stetson What's going on in her mind, the whole, the absolute chaos of the whole song gets me for her. I recently found her more serious song, so I'll be getting rid of it from their song list, BUT YES, imagine her brain full of ideas and this is how crazy it is, 24/7.
P.s.s. I've updated the song list with the more serious, songs that fit all of them better, except Lynette. I have a perfect song for her, but can't put it as one of the lines is a literal spoiler for something revealed later. xD
ANYWAY, THANK YOU AGAIN. I'm sorry these may be a little of repeats from before BUT these were their jokey songs. I hope you like them!
AND HAVE A SWEETIE BOBEANIE DAAAAAY!!!
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Writers asks: 13, 17, 18, 25
13. What is a subject matter that is incredibly difficult for you write about? What is easy?
Hrrrrrm. Okay, that's a good question. I think it's less a subject matter kind of thing for me, but more, like, dialogue vs prose? I struggle with dialogue something fierce. Give me two characters or a single character or a whole group working together in silence and I'm good. Have me make them actually talk and I cry.
I, personally, do not know how to hold conversations with people, so maybe that's where this is coming from.
Which, I guess, goes back to the subject? Subjects that are hard for me to write are things I know nothing about, though usually a bit of research helps.
Now, things that would be hard for me to write because they impact me emotionally? Uuuh. I stay clear of harmful things to my emotional health, so I don't know. Since I re-read my fics regularly, I prefer not to add content that would upset me down the line.
17. Talk to me about the minutiae of your current WIP. Tell me about the lore, the history, the detail, the things that won’t make it in the text.
A minute? A minute? We'd be here all daaaaay. I've got an awfully strong attachment to both Aphelion and Monsters, We. and they all circle back around to Dying Light and Latchkey Hero and I can just go on forever how much I love Kyle and- and- and- and- you know what? Sometimes I think Taff, please, stop, the world doesn't need to hear again and I worry I'm annoying people with constantly coming back around to it and uuuugh.
*takes a deep breath*
I suppose what I am trying to say is I realise I don't write to tell a story. I write to be close to the characters that I love.
18. Choose a passage from your writing. Tell me about the backstory of this moment. How you came up with it, how it changed from start to end.
I have chosen a passage! I will not copy the passage down here, but it's the scene in Room for Two in Latchkey Hero in which Kyle Crane blurts I want to kiss you, at Zofia. This scene, the entire thing, was one of the first bits I had written for Latchkey Hero, long before I got to it. It's one of those cornerstone scenes I have for all of my fics, those moments that I cannot wait to get to. Much like the ending (or, rather, the 3 possible endings of it, it took me a while to decide which one I'd go for). But this one, the scene where Kyle and Fi are up on that roof in the chapter called Room for Two was always meant to happen and connected right back to the previous chapter in the Latchkey's first part called Room for One.
In both, Zofia struggles with the thought of I owe him comfort (and not in the nice kind of way, in the I've been conditioned to be made available for a man's entertainment way). And it's a scene that drew a lot from me, myself, the author, from how I'd lived a too-long while under that same assumption and that conditioning and how I was never informed I can say no.
Zofia then kisses him (even after he says he won't, since, he's drunk, he won't kiss her while he's drunk). And she nearly manages to get him to follow through all the way, but then he notices. He notices and he stops her, and that makes it one of the most important scenes in the entire series.
To me, anyway.
25. What is a weird, hyper-specific detail you know about one of your characters that is completely irrelevant to the story?
Kyle once got really pissy at a guy who was complaining about someone having too many pillows, cause hur-dur, me man, need only one pillow. And I think what that really was at the end of the day was his tolerance for people making fun of others running out.
... I think about that moment alot. Why? I have no fucking idea.
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1 redrew the image below on krita and colored it in but I'm only showing the draft form that I drew on krita. >:D
The second panel with nd's hand wrapped around his neck tightly making it hard for him to breathe was removed and redrawn the second panel on the 2nd page.
i wanted to toy with drawing the fall in a different pose so here you go in a way that was similar to that one episode where I hope it's obvious.
I screenshotted this after opening it in another tab and wanted to contrast and compare the comic page, the original, and the redraw sketch.
like I worked down to a 18% battery on the background alone daaaaays ago and then the day after the fatal error strikes my chrome canvas, i worked so hard on gathering the image codes for the sky from one picture and painstakingly drawing a line and layering them on top of another.
background image text:
'don't drop the actor! You'll pay when you're you!'
"Happy to help" with qj's actor on a billboard wearing the old hat and glasses.
(you can imagine nd lp saying 'happy to oblige')
I love you.
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Footprints #1217 - Kikiyu-go
August 22nd Cloudy ☁️
#yugo's footprints
#kikiyu-go
Good morning♪
This is Yugo Kochi, who's been very excited and nervous since this morning (^ ω ^).
Next,
Today is the press conference for Kikiyu's CM (^_^)
I was so nervous, but I had fun! ○(・x・)/
I am very happy to be involved in a commercial for a bathroom product that I love. ｡ﾟ(ﾟ'Д`ﾟ)ﾟ｡
But it's not enough just to be happy, is it? (≧▽≦)
Now that I have been appointed (as BA), I must do my best to convey the goodness and attractiveness of Kikiyu to as many customers as possible in order to satisfy them (customers) ＼(//▽//)＼.
Yugo Kochi will root for Kikiyu~go (^_^)
You should all get one ＼(//▽//)＼
Lastly…
Let's do our beeessstt!
Thank you for all your hard work and schoolwork today.
There are many happy and joyful things in life, aren't there?
Not every day is the same, and we must cherish every single day. Make the most of every daaaaay.
Don't forget to wash your hands, gargle and stay hydrated!
I'm grateful every day.
I just had a thought.
Let's do lots of pleasant* things! (E/N*: he played with the word '心地よい' (kokochiyoi) where he changed the '心地' to 'ここーち' (kokouchi) to make it sound like his name 'こーち' (kouchi) in hiragana)
See you tomorrow.
Keep smiling ☺️
(Kochi shared a photo of the background panels with the Kikiyu products he was representing on the stage of the press conference. The caption is: "a picture to remember✰")
E/N: My dear Yugo, CONGRATULATIONS YUGO DARLING! 🍾🎉🛀🥰💛
I have no words to describe how elated I am right now. It's truly the ultimate happiness to have a job related to your onsen sommelier certification & your love of bathing!
Let's work even harder together! 💪🏻👟🏍️🛀🏕️♨️⚽🛹🍳🎤🦔💎
I'm proud of you and will always support you! 🤗🥰💛
#髙地優吾#優吾のあしあと#SixTONES#Yugo Kochi#Kochi Yugo#Kouchi Yugo#Yugo no Ashiato#Yugo's Footprints#220823#1217ashiato#1217footprints#translation#japanese to english#erindani
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bleeeghbloop
hai hai hai everywuuuuuunnnnnnn
this silly little girl drank too much big girl juice last night nd got rlly sick... nd i woke up feeling big huge icky icky of course :( ddy had 2 work morning shift today but he was able to feed me my baba nd giv me kissies b4 he left n i fell back 2 sleebies..wen i woke ups i was sooooo so so soo sad ddy wus still missing :< but den ddy came home on his break and gav me mor kissiess and put me in the onesie he sewed for me (yes my ddy sews me onesies i yam luckie babieee) hehe
one moar hour till ddy come home i think i am going 2 beg him 2 bring babie soem ymmy hangover food.. forgot i lowkey made big girl obligations today but hopefully i can get out of them bcoz i am... under ze weeeaaaaather nd need to heal up w my papas :3
anyhow i hop everywun has a goooood daaaaay :3
#safe agere#sfw agre#sfw little post#sfw little blog#sfw littlespace#sfw agere#agere post#age regressor#agere community#agere blog
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One daaaaay til the next chapter! Thank you for doing the Q&A to get to know your characters better. I loveee Jude so much, and hearing about his family life is just UGHHH. We definitely need that spin off series ;)
<3 <3 <3 i'll release it as soon as I finish work! Aiming for 5pm GMT so stay tuuuned!
Ugh I love Jude so much, I think he's just so fun. His family life is complex, and I was planning on touching on it anyway so it was fun to have the chance to talk about it a little bit. The spin off may happen! I've written a bit of it and very really consumed by it. It's exciting to know that I still have so much creative flow with regards to this story
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Bad daaaaay
We were supposed to have our friends over for dinner tonight. Which was stressing me out because sissy only decided yesterday; and after being gone all day and using all them spoons i couldn't clean up too. I function the best in the evening, not during the day. But mom and sissy said theyd clean for me. And last night i tried to pick up what I could.
Sister kept yelling at me about it. 🙄 sorry but i have to do it now. She yelled at me because " i would borrow spoons from the next day" but i knew i wouldn't function anyway so I might as well if I hadnt already.
Last night i woke up to spell of low blood sugar. I dragged myself downstairs for a snack. My stomach was in so much pain for some reason. A few hours later bad things happened. Several times. Just a terrible night. And I woke up to more blood sugar trouble. And i have a cramp in one side of my head and tinitus in the other. Ugh.
My sister apparently isnt having a good time either. Bro woke me up to see of he could convince or bribe me into helping make sure his son woke up and did his class...
My niece traded in her car for an even shittier piece of shit that literally fell apart after dinner last night. So my sister is worried about that and just spent the last 5 hours waiting for a tow for it through roadside assistance who had shitty dropped communication issues. Shes trying to help resolve the car problem but the niece is giving her attitude on top of everything. Even her dad is offerring to throw money at it.
The rat died last night. She's sad and upset about that. Nephew had a class today but she was in a bad mood and didnt want to cause problems so she let him sleep.
Like. I appreciate bro is trying to be a good daddy and make sure his son gets to class but I cant help there. I cant take charge of school things. And if i had asked my sister how i could help she would have just denied any.
Mom seems to be physically okay but the request that we pick up has her anxious. Shes been working.
On top of all our issues I think it was an unspoken agreement that sissy wasnt feeling up to being host. I'm not feeling it either.
Then i see that our friend messaged, saying they had a shitty night too and its a bad health day, they'll have to try again some other time. Mom was pissed because of the back and forth shit that happened last time so she decided shes just "done" with them.
Like listen here, bish; you and i back out of shit all the time. I mean mom has literally thrown herself down the stairs to get out of shit, the bitch is that dramatic. I have bailed from so many things due to health. School, club, DnD.. Like just stop, mom.
You'd think it was a flippin' monday or something I swear.
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**Cultivating Love**28**
“Tailor, your murderous intent is showing again”
Wiping demon blood off his face, Lance didn’t think it was exactly his fault. All he’d wanted to do was use the bathroom, but then he’d been attacked. The demon flowers so low level that a single punch had splattered them. So what if he felt a little murdery, every demon they’d faced had been so low level that they’d been boring. His rage at the lack of a good fight growing by the day. Plus, Keith should have thought himself lucky that he hadn’t been punched. The idiot attracted trouble. Loose stones that clearly signified a cavern below? Keith had to step on them. Beasts attracted to light at night? Keith had to start a fire. Demon bees up a tree? Keith had to pick that tree to pee on. Thinking about it only made Lance’s internal rage meter rise.
“Then would you like to tell me how I’m supposed to feel when everyone is so weak?”
Bloodied, standing there with both hands in front of him with his fingers slightly curled in, a maniacal look in his eyes, and with his tail flicking back and forth, Lance looked as if he’d descended the mountain to murder all. Keith monotoning him as he picked at his left ear, looking thoroughly bored as he did
“Less killy, and more peacey?”
“This coming from the man who’s gone above and beyond to cause me trouble?!”
“I’m not apologising for everything trying to kill me”
“Then apologise to me for having to save you. My poor reputation is in tatters, Yorak. Or didn’t you hear them talking about how kind I am to repeatedly save my slave? Kind. I’m not kind. I’m devilish and foxy!”
“Yes, yes. You are indeed a catch. All hail, Tailor. Oh great and smart spirit beast, why haven’t you found the jellyfish yet?”
“I’ve been too busy with you. Besides, we’re getting close. I can feel it calling out to be killed. It’s either that or the next situation you’re going to get us into”
“Yes, let’s blame me. It’s my fault you stepped off the path”
“It is. What kind of a demon attacks a man for answering the call of nature?”
“One that wants us dead?”
“Alright, enough. Tonight we’ll reach the cave entrance, but first, I need to pee. No peaking”
“Then pee fast, two demons are approaching”
Keith sighed as lightening crackled in Lance’s palms. If there were more demons then he was going to make them pay.
*
“Are you sure they went this way? We’ve been walking for daaaaays”
Hiking Pidge up his back, Hunk closed his eyes and counted to five before opening them again. He loved his best friend, yet the urge to strangle her was growing. When Allura’s promised portal had never come, Pidge had decided they needed to be more proactive. If Keith and Lance weren’t going to come to them, then they’d go find them.
Hunk had been worried. He’d been worried, angered, worried, confused, and then worried all over again when he’d seen Keith on the picture box. Keith had found Lance, gotten a new name, and seemed to have settled into life in the demon world as if he hadn’t left the pair of them behind to await word of him. He didn’t like watching Keith and Lance fight. Lance seemed in pain and Keith seemed distracted. The pair of them had so much to talk out, that he could excuse the first two weeks of no contact. Then there’d been nothing. Pidge had grown bored of gambling and started thieving demonic items to play with. Neither of them knew what they’d tell Allura when the portal opened in regards to why Keith and Lance weren’t there… then they’d waited all day for the portal to appear only for it not to.
When Pidge had seen the competition on the mountain was open to both fighters and demons alike, she’d instantly wanted to go. It was a rare chance to see their friends and to discuss why they’d failed to meet at the agreed upon place. Protesting repeatedly and ever louder, Hunk had still found himself forced along, Pidge using her illusions to make the pair of them seem more demonic and less clueless. It’d worked well enough for them to slip into the crowds of demons, and somehow they’d survived long enough to not have been caught yet.
Tired of walking, Pidge had decided she wanted to be piggybacked. Despite being able to get a good nights sleep due to charms, she’d been in a mood all morning. Not wanting to give their identities away the pair had relied on eavesdropping on any news about Tailor and Yorak from their fellow demon competitors. That’d gotten them close enough for Hunk to feel remnants of Keith, and they’d been following their friends for the past few hours trying to catch them up. Each time part of the mountain exploded, Hunk’s heart would nearly stop thinking Lance had gotten tired enough of Keith to kill him.
Tired of Pidge, Hunk sighed
“If you’d get down and walk then you’d feel his chi”
Pidge bopped him on the head
“I’m busy keeping up our illusion, unless you want to be swarmed with demons. I don’t understand how they can be so fast”
“Because they’re seasoned army generals and are used to long deployments?”
“Well they suck. I’m going to punch both of them when we get there. What does the emperor want with a dumb jellyfish? He should have more than enough shiny things to keep him entertained as it is”
Oh how Hunk would have liked to drop her. He worried enough that Allura would open the portal and demons would walk into it instead of them. Or she’d give up on them entirely and leave them there forever
“Not everyone is as easy to please as you. Stop wriggling around”
“I’m not wriggling, you’re walking funny”
That was the final straw. Letting go of Pidge, Hunk was bent backwards far too far as she slid down his back while hugging him around the neck
“Hey!”
“Enough. You’re walking”
“But…”
“I’m worried about them too, you know. They didn’t come back. Allura didn’t contact us. We’re doing something very dumb, and I’m tired”
Pidge’s tail flicked as she crossed her arms. She knew she had it coming, yet being scolded by Hunk still stung. She also knew they were both getting on each other’s nerves out of worry for their friends. When she’s caught sight of Lance and Keith on the first day of the competition, she’d kept it to herself, so sure they’d soon catch up to them. She missed them. She missed the cultivation realm. She missed her tinkering and her treasures… but she couldn’t help it. She couldn’t help any of this. The glamour of the demon realm had worn off and when she wasn’t with Hunk, she was loath to admit how lonely she was. She’d been lonely to point where she was about to put her pride aside and beg for Allura to send Shiro through, just to have someone else to talk to.
She loved her best friend, but with each day rolling into the next, they only had each other they could confine in. Pidge felt terrible. Hunk was such a good friend. He was always there for her, despite how he worried for Keith and Shiro. Now she knew she’d let too much of her bratty side show. She wanted Hunk to get mad. For them both to get mad and let out some of these feelings. She’s succeeded in making Hunk mad, and now she just felt sad that she had. Keith and Lance were somewhere closer than they’d been in a month, yet they still hadn’t found them.
Bring her hands up, she rubbed at her eyes with the heels of her palms as she apologised
“I’m sorry. I’m frustrated and fed up, too. I thought they’d be easier to find and I’m upset that Keith seems to have forgotten us. I just want to find them already and I’m taking it out on you because you’re all I’ve got. I want to go home already”
Hunk being Hunk moved to hug her
“I know you are. I want to go home too, so we need to work together”
“I know that and no offence because you know how much I care about you, but I also want to strangle you”
“I want to strangle you, too. Let’s just… let’s just make our own shortcut? Keith and Lance are headed to the same place we are. Let’s try and get there first?”
If it was that simple then they would have already changed their course. Sticking to the path seemed to be the only way to avoid the bigger demons on the mountain. They’d already seen the remains of a few that had met less than gentle ends. Plus, a lot of other demons had been fighting each other given they’d had the same idea about shortcutting up the mountain instead of taking the path
“But how? This mountain range doesn’t seem to end”
“I am a bear and you are a cat. We’ll use our spiritual energy. I’m not saying we put a target on our backs, but you’re good at climbing and I’m good at lifting. Why don’t I boost you up? You can tell me what you see”
“I’m not so helpless I can’t climb a tree”
“Then what are you waiting for? Up you go”
Scaling the tree, Pidge grew excited. She could see how close they were now and how far they’d come on their journey… as she cursed herself for not climbing one sooner. Dropping down casually, she dusted herself off with a satisfied smirk
“We’re nearly there. Lance and Keith have to be just ahead!”
Hunk smiled at her and then she knew she’d been had. He’d been telling her to focus and she hadn’t been… but give her something to do and bam, it was right in front of her. Her smirk fell as she rolled her eyes
“Okay. Okay. Ha ha. Send the cat up the tree. They’re not that far ahead. There’s some other demons up that way too, so we’ll need to be careful. But we’re so close!”
“I can feel Keith. His chin is definitely messed up, but it’s him. I think I feel Lance with him, but the way it feels… it’s all messed up”
“We both know how Keith has a way of doing that. Want to see who can find them first?”
“Can we take a stick to poke Keith with?”
Pidge gaped then smiled broadly. By heavens she was blessed to have him as her best friend. She’d never complain to him again… or at least not for the next five minutes
“Oh, Hunk. Let’s never fight again?”
“Deal”
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Dessert (One Shot)
A/N: HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAAAAAY!!! Since our boy Fives is often headcanoned as the best p*ssy eater in the GAR, I figured it was time to give our boy his time in the sun, so to speak. As always, thank you to the wonderful @teletraan-meets-jarvis for beta-reading this for me! :)
Warnings: EXPLICIT (Minors, take a hike) - oral sex, fingering, language
“That was incredible,” Fives mumbles through his last mouthful as he sits back in his chair. “I had no idea you could cook like that. I wouldn’t have waited so long to ask you out if I’d known I’d get fed like this.”
You feel your face flush with pride as you gather his cleared plate and utensils in your hands, turning to carry them into the kitchen. He starts to stand to help you, but you place your unoccupied hand on his shoulder. “You stay. I’ve got it.”
He tries to insist. “You did all the work cooking. The least I can do is clean up.”
“Stay. There’s dessert.”
He relents, but his eyebrow raises questioningly. As soon as Fives had come over to your apartment, he’d found you in the kitchen and had wasted no time investigating what you were cooking. He’d sniffed and sampled from every pot and pan to the point where you’d had to shoo him out to the living room so that you wouldn’t keep tripping over him in your small kitchen. You knew he was wondering about the lack of evidence of anything dessert-related.
“It’s a surprise,” you hum quietly as you take the dish towel from where you’d tucked it into your belt, slipping it around Fives’s face and tying a loose knot at the back of his head. “No peeking.”
“Wouldn’t dream of it.”
You quickly clear the table, carrying everything into the kitchen, where you steady your breathing.
Fives and you had only been dating a few weeks, and while he hadn’t pressed you to do anything too physical yet, you’d found yourself wanting to jump in with both feet from the moment his hand had grazed yours for the first time. The idea for tonight’s dessert had come a few days ago, spurring you to plan this dinner, and you hoped Fives was going to like what you had in store.
Quickly and quietly, you stripped out of your clothes, revealing the dark blue lacy lingerie set you’d chosen for tonight, folding your trousers and top carefully and leaving them on the kitchen counter before you let your hair down out of the bun you’d piled it in for cooking. You take a quick glance in the mirror as you ruffle your own hair before taking one more steadying breath and heading back out to your small dining table.
Fives is still sitting rigidly in his chair, fingers drumming impatiently on his knees. You stand next to him for a moment before leaning down to whisper directly into his ear.
“Can you scoot your chair back just a bit?”
He jumps at the warm feeling of your breath on his neck before obliging, a slight smirk turning up the corners of his mouth. “Must be quite the dessert if you need more room.”
“Something like that.” Your voice is breathier than you meant for it to be, and you can see by the way his mouth twitches that he notices it.
You do your best not to touch him as you climb onto the table, swinging your legs on either side of him as you sit back on your elbows and allow your knees to fall apart.
“Go ahead and take off the blindfold, Fives.”
He rips it off, and his eyes immediately blow wide as he takes in you, lying back on the table with your legs spread for him. He swallows hard, and you don’t miss the way his tongue darts past his lips.
“All this for me?” he asks, his voice huskier than it had been half a second ago.
You bite your lower lip to try and calm your nerves. “If you’ve got the sweet tooth for it.”
“Oh, I’d say this might be the thing I’ve been craving the most lately,” he rasps, standing slowly. He glances up at you as his hands come to rest on either side of you, asking for permission. You nod.
Fives’s fingers slide up your bare abdomen, and he places a gentle kiss to your stomach before he trails his lips up your chest, his hands grazing over the dark blue lace on your bra before sliding over your collar bone and slipping into your hair, cradling your head and pulling you up so that he can press a kiss to your lips. You can feel his breath quivering as much as yours is.
“You sure about this? You know you don’t have to, right?” he asks, and your heart melts.
“I want this, Fives. I want you. Took all the control I have to wait this long, if I’m honest.”
He grins at that, resting his forehead against yours before diving into another kiss, his tongue grazing your lower lip and pulling a whimper from you.
“Well then, it’d be cruel to make you wait any longer.” His voice feels like it’s rumbling your insides, sending jolts of electricity to every end of your nerves as his teeth graze your throat before he starts working his way back down your body. He runs his tongue along your collarbone before pressing his lips against each breast, nipping the skin with just enough force to mark you, and you arch into his touch, drawing a dark chuckle from him. With every millimeter lower his lips travel, you feel yourself growing wetter, and you have no doubt you’ll be dripping on the table by the time he gets to where he’s headed.
Fives places a hand against your chest, pushing you to lean back on your elbows once more as he sits back down in his chair and reaches for your panties, tossing one more questioning glance up to you.
“Please,” you whisper, and he obliges, slipping his fingers under the edge and pulling slowly as you lift your hips, the lace tickling your skin as he takes them off and lets them fall to the floor. He scoots his chair closer to the table, his fingers digging into the meat of your hips to pull you closer to the edge, close enough to where you can feel his breath against your skin. His eyes are blown out, a very different type of hunger burning in them now.
“Gorgeous,” he breathes as he leans forward to place a kiss to the inside of your thigh. You know he can feel your legs shaking with nerves and anticipation, and his fingers massage into your thigh. “Let me take care of you,” he says softly. “Relax. I’ve got you.”
Leaning down, he places another kiss to the inside of your thigh, and you feel his tongue press against your skin before he moves up a little further, kissing you again. He treats you with an almost reverence as he slowly moves towards where you need him most, lavishing the tender skin of your inner thighs with kisses and love bites. When he finally reaches the apex of your thighs, you can feel the huff of a sigh against your folds, warm and damp, sending another jolt through you.
Fives leans down, pressing a kiss to your mound before he looks back into your eyes one more time, letting his tongue slip past his lips again and licking a long flat stripe up your slit and letting loose a loud groan that feels like it vibrates everything in your lower body. Your head falls back as you unleash a gasp, but you feel him hesitate.
“Keep going. Maker above, keep going,” you plead, and he chuckles again, diving into you with a renewed fervor.
You lose track of time as Fives eats you like a man that hasn’t just been fed an entire meal. He starts off slow, experimental, as his tongue explores you, finding the places that make your hips jolt off the table or your toes curl. He’s meticulous and methodical, sucking gently on your clit from time to time, and pinning your hips to the table with his hands when you try to buck against his face. The filth and praises that fall from his lips only serve to make you wetter, and he laps you up like you’re an oasis in Tatooine’s Dune Sea.
“Knew you’d taste incredible. Been wanting to bury my tongue in you since the first moment we kissed.” You clench at his words, and you know he feels it by the huff of a laugh that you feel against your skin.
“More,” you gasp, and you feel him still. You raise your head to meet his eyes and almost fall apart just by the way he’s looking at you. His eyes are almost glowing, and the dim lighting in the room shines off the slick that’s coating his chin and goatee.
“Tell me what you want,” he says, smirking and breathless.
“More, please.”
“Be specific,” he teases, and you want to murder him.
“Fives,” you whine. “Please.”
“Alright, alright, gorgeous. I know what you need.”
He keeps his eyes locked on you as he runs his fingers through your folds, coating them in your slick, and your legs twitch. His left hand tightens its grip on your hips as he brings his fingers to his lips and sucks, making a show of running his tongue across the knuckle your juices had dribbled down. You feel your teeth dig into your lip in anticipation as he presses a finger against your entrance before carefully pressing inside.
It’s not enough, even when he lowers his head to run his tongue against you again before sucking on your clit.
“More,” you beg again.
“Greedy,” he scolds before plunging a second finger inside of you and curling it to brush against the place that makes you see stars. Your hand flies to his head, your fingers wrapping around his curls, and you feel him inhale sharply before tightening his grip on your hip and driving his fingers into you to the knuckle, knocking the wind from your lungs. Any hesitation or worries you had about how he’d respond to your bold idea are banished from your mind with every pass of his fingers inside you and every brush of his tongue against the bundle of nerves between your legs. You’d thought this would be as far as you took it tonight, but your need burns hotter with every second, and as good as this is, you know it won’t be enough.
“Maker, I’ll never get enough of you,” he mumbles from between your legs along with a few words in languages you don’t recognize, but you’re certain are curses. You tighten your grip on his curls and he grazes his teeth against your folds, drawing another gasp from you before he presses against your spot once more with the pads of his fingers, and your head thunks against the table top. You’re writhing in his grip, and he holds you tighter as his tongue slides alongside his fingers, his nose brushing against your clit.
“Fives,” you gasp as you feel the coil tightening in your lower abdomen. Your back arches against the table, your hips bucking in an attempt to meet him as you chase your release. “I’m so…I’m so close,” you stutter in between moans.
“I know you are,” he groans. “I can feel you clenching.”
“Fuck,” you whisper, and something about hearing you swear draws a grunt from him. His pace increases, and you feel yourself slide back further on the table, your head dangling over the opposite edge as Fives works you towards your orgasm.
“Want to taste it, sweetheart,” he says, his voice muffled by your folds. “Want to feel you clench around my tongue.”
His fingers slip in and out of you harder, and he twists his wrist, causing his knuckles to brush your clit. You look between your legs one more time, and the sight of Fives’s glistening face buried between your thighs, his eyes watching you intently, is what tips you over the edge. Your vision whites out as your entire body seizes around him, your thighs clamping around his head as you let loose a guttural cry, your fingers frantically trying to find purchase on the smooth surface of the table. Fives works you through it, wave after wave crashing against you as you feel him moan at the taste of your release. He slows, carefully licking and cleaning you until you put a heel against his shoulder and push him away.
“Too much,” you gasp. “Sorry.”
He chuckles again, and you pull your head up long enough to see him wiping your slick from his face with his hand, which he then licks clean. Your eyes drift down to where his cock is straining against his pants.
“Come here,” you say, and he pauses, his brow furrowing as he looks at you. “This side of the table,” you say. “Come stand on this side.”
You can see he suddenly understands. “You don’t have to.”
“Shut up,” you breathe. “You got your dessert. Now let me have mine.”
He smirks at that, standing slowly and coming around to stand on the side of the table your head is draped over. You reach up, managing to undo his pants from your upside down position. As you work his zipper open, he slips his hand under your back, freeing your breasts from your bra and hastily tossing it aside before gently kneading your tender flesh.
“Fuck, these are incredible. Every inch of you’s incredible,” he swears as you finally pull his cock from his underwear. His eyes look down at you and soften for just a moment. “You really don’t have-“
“I told you to shut up,” you say with a little more bite this time. “I want this.” You pause. “As long as you do too.” You glance up and see his eyes are still alight, casting aside any doubt you had.
“Oh, I want this,” he confirms, cradling the back of your head again as you pull his cock towards you. It’s so unbelievably hard, you can’t believe he didn’t lose control while eating you out. You run your thumb over the drop of precum glistening on his tip before taking it into your mouth and sucking. He tasted better than you imagined, spurring you on as you run your wet thumb over the tip of his cock, drawing a sinful groan from him. His hand practically slams against the tabletop by your head as he tries to keep himself in control. You teasingly lick the head of his cock and you can see the muscles in his thighs clench in his pants. Smirking, you take his length, stroking it a few times before finally slipping it past your lips. Reaching over, you take the hand he has on the tabletop and gently press it against your throat.
“What are you-“
You cut him off by reaching around and pulling his thighs forward so that he slips into your mouth, bobbing your head and slowly taking him deeper with each thrust. You know he can feel himself in your throat when you hear him swear above you. He tenses again, and you can feel he’s doing his best to stay in control. You wrap your hands around the back of his thighs and encourage him to thrust into your throat until you gag on his length. He immediately pulls back, a trail of your saliva connecting your lips to the head of his cock.
“I-I can’t-I d-don’t want to hurt you,” he gasps, and you feel yourself flush with pride again as you see how absolutely wrecked he is. The cocky ARC trooper is gone, and you revel in the way you have him falling apart above you.
“I’ll tap your thigh three times if I need you to ease up, alright?” you say, demonstrating on his leg.
“You sure?” he asks again.
“Yes, now come back here,” you say, slipping your palms around his legs again and pulling him back towards you. His cock is still soaking wet, and he slides into your warm mouth with ease, swearing loudly above you.
“I won’t last if you keep that up.”
As if to enunciate how little you care, you swallow around him, and you feel his cock twitch against your tongue. He gives an experimental thrust into your mouth, and you hum against him, drawing another groan from him. He grips your wrist, placing your hand to his thigh so you can tap out if needed before he thrusts into your throat again, and you taste more of him against your tongue.
Fives slowly lets himself get lost in you, and you feel him getting harder and twitching against you as you take him to the base again and again, the head of his cock brushing the back of your throat. He holds you there for a second, and you feel wetness pooling between your legs. You reach down to rub your swollen clit, but he swats your hand away, leaning over the table to begin rubbing your clit himself, gathering your wetness on his fingers before he begins circling the sensitive bundle of nerves.
You moan against his cock, and he jerks. “That’s it. Just like that,” he praises. “Maker, I’m going to fill your throat. Would you like that?” You hum in affirmation, gripping the back of his thighs tighter as he slides back out of your mouth before plunging back in. You feel him twitching against your tongue, and the thought of the pleasure you’re bringing him combined with the pressure of his fingers between your legs hurtles you back towards the edge of orgasm. You can feel the muscles in his legs contracting through his trousers as he thrusts in and out of your mouth, saliva slipping over your cheeks as you keep taking him. You see his balls beginning to tighten just as he gasps out “I’m so close. Fuck I-I’m gonna cum.”
You pull him all the way to the back of your throat, and the sensation tips you over the edge. You moan around him as you feel the wetness gush between your legs. He groans at the sight before he comes down your throat with a shout. You swallow everything he gives you, his hand gently cradling the back of your head as spurt after spurt of his seed coats the inside of your mouth. When he’s finally spent, he pulls back and you release him, gasping for air. Fives sits in the chair behind him heavily, carefully lifting your head and pressing a desperate kiss to your lips as he tries to regain his breath. Once he’s recovered slightly, he quickly pulls you into his arms, cradling your bare form against his fully clothed one as he carries you to your bed, where he gently lays you down. Your body feels boneless as he lays next to you, pulling the blanket you’ve got folded at the end of the bed over the two of you as he strokes your hair and kisses you softly.
“That…that was incredible,” he pants, resting his forehead against yours as his thumbs brush your cheeks. “Where did you come up with that idea?”
You shrug. “Just something I wanted to try, and figured I should at least make you dinner first.”
He laughs at that, cradling your face before pressing another kiss to your lips. “Well, if you’d like, there’s more where that came from.”
You begin working at the buttons on his shirt as you feel his cock starting to harden again against your thigh. “That was the hope.”
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