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risingsuntarot · 1 month

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General Messages & Advice !!

⚠️TW Quick mention of s*icidal ideation⚠️

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

Excuse any typos :+//

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Pile ONE

---Cards pulled---

Ace of cups/Queen of Coins/2 of Coins

---Clarification---

9 of Coins/7 of Coins/8 of Wands

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

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

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

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

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

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

Possible lack of belief in change and self confidence

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

No inspiration for life :'+(

Unstable Family background or relationships

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

Suppressed emotions or memories :+((

---ORACLE/ADVICE---

Eagle "see from a higher perspective"

Air Gaurdian "Shift your perception"

Lord "Take charge with authority"

High Priest "Intend ans Create"

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

Bed rot could be a thing

There is a need to release old habits desires and ego

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

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

Again seasonal depression is coming up lol

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

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

Over thinking/pondering lol

Possible past friends or connections have ended badly?

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

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

Rams could be significant or Aries sign!!

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

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

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

Willie Jack from reservation dogs Vibes !!

---Channeled Songs---

LVL up - David strickland, Drezus, Aspects, prognosis

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

"Been a problem, Still a problem

But problems are what you need to grow"

Runaway - Lil peep

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

When I'm Gone - Eminem

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

And I didn't feel a thing,

So, baby, don't feel no pain

Just smile back"

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PILE TWO

---Cards pulled---

The hermit/Knight of wands/8 of wands

---Clarification---

9 of cups/The Empress/Strength

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

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

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

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

Mother/Feminine figure is very important in your life

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

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

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

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

Extreme harshness towards oneself and heavy judgement too :+(

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

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

Lots of self hatred and anger

Family oriented, getting protective yet detached energy tho

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

---ORACLE/ADVICE---

Wise One "Grow within your current situation"

Mountains "Stand your ground"

Stargazer "Set your sights higher"

Direction guardian "Choose your path"

Owls maybe significant to you and other avians such as ravens

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

---Channeled Songs---

Cancer - MCR

"Baby I'm just soggy from the chemo

But counting down the days to go

It just ain't living

And I just hope you know

That if you say (if you say)

Good-bye today (good-bye today)

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

'Cause the hardest part of this

Is leaving you"

No place to hide - Korn

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

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

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

Don't you hate me? Sometimes"

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

"Mine delusions acquainted,

Bubbles erotica,

Plutonium wedding rings,

Icicles stretching,

Bicycles, shoestrings,

One flag, flaggy but one,

Painting the paintings of the alive."

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

M D E = Media and so on

The sentence comes together as:

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

Stole this^^^ from genuis btw lmao

Theres the "lost rebel" part lol

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PILE THREE

---Cards pulled---

2 of swords/The Chariot/10 of Wands

---Clarification---

Ace of Swords/Knave of Coins/6 of wands

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

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

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

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

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

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

They may offer a trade of some sort?

A deal, hush money or simply intimidation

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

---ORACLE/ADVICE---

Snake "Shed old skin"

Protection Guardian "Drop your Shields"

Winter "Take care of your needs"

High Priestess "Harness mystic power"

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

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

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

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

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

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

Follow you intuition and what it tells you !!

---Channeled Songs---

The bird and the worm - The Used

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

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

Spiders - SOAD

"Approaching guiding light

Our shallow years in fright

Dreams are made, winding through my head"

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

Mama - MCR

"You should have raised a baby girl

I should've been a better son

If you could coddle the infection

They can amputate at once

You should've been

I could have been a better son"

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Pile Four

---Cards pulled---

5 of cups/4 of wands/Knave of coins

---Clarification---

8 of wands/6 of cups/Knave of wands

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Communication maybe be an issue

---ORACLE/ADVICE---

Medicine Guardian "Be open to healing information"

Elder "Healing through lineage"

Peacekeeper "Harmonious resolution is possible"

Lady "enjoy growth a reap rewards"

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

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

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

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

---Channeled Songs---

Fed Up - Ghostmane

"I'm fed up with the fame

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

Fed up with all of these motherfuckers misunderstandin' me

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

But then they turn their back and mothafuckers abandon me

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

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

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

No you girls - Franz Ferdinand

"Sometimes I say stupid things

But I think, well, I mean I

Sometimes I think the stupidest things

Because I never wonder

Oh, how the girl feels

Oh, how the girl feels"

Driven Under - Seether

"Must be something on your mind

Something lost for me to find

Do you know I'm faking?"

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

Also this lyric

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

I need you, I breathe you

I can't go through this all again

We have to succumb to the feelings we can never face

I need you, I breathe you

I can't go through this"

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

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starphasedd · 1 year

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lessons

pairing: Simon "Ghost" Riley x F!Reader

rating: 18+ (nsfw)

notes: who doesn't love a good bathroom counter fuck? 🫣 this one is short! But I hope everyone likes it. 💜

Ao3

Today was one of those days.

As a woman, you inherently had those days. The days where nothing seems to go right and you immediately subconsciously blame everything on yourself.

The days where your confidence drops to zero.

The days where you can't seem to do anything right.

And the most frustrating thing of all, is how you seem to always have those days when you're with Ghost.

Long story short--you fucked up today. And it directly affected your colleague. When everything was said and done, the chopper ride back to the base eerily silent. Not a peep from your friend.

And once you arrived, he disembarked without a word, large boots clumping heavily down the metal gangplank of the aircraft.

Ghost wasn't a particularly chatty person, but he always talked to you. Even if it were just a few encouraging words after a hard mission. He always made sure you knew he appreciated you. And after some of your intimate encounters in the past, you liked to think he saw you as more than a friend or colleague. But today, that couldn't seem further from the truth.

Nonetheless, you let it be.

You immediately went to your room and stripped all your dirty clothes. You were covered in dirt and blood--not your own blood, which made it more disgusting. If possible. Mud was smeared all over your face, and your greasy hair stuck to the side of your neck like you had some kind of hair treatment slick in it.

A deep groan escaped your mouth when you finally stepped under the warm stream of water. All the memories from the day slowly drained down the tub as you washed yourself clean.

When finished, feeling squeaky clean, you stepped out into the misty room. The mirror was fogged completely. The air smelled pleasantly of lavender and salon brand shampoo. When you stepped onto the rug, the fabric immediately started soaking up the water on your feet. You grabbed the towel hanging on the rack next to you and slowly began towling off.

Once you finished, you walked to the counter where you had placed a fresh pair of panties and your favorite oversized tee. You made no rush at pulling your panties up to sit tightly on your ass, and then you dropped the shirt over your wet hair, letting the fabric stick to your soft skin. The shirt was big--came down just to the bottom of your waist. It covered most of your ass, but some still peeked out underneath.

The cotton fabric began to stick to your naked breasts--perked nipples starting to show through. You paid this no mind as you began to brush the wet tangles from your hair.

Memories from your embarrassing behavior today began to invade your mind in the silence of this room as you brushed the tangles from your hair. You huff, closing your eyes to concentrate as the brush comes to a stop mid-way through this stroke.

"Stop it." You hush yourself.

"Beatin' yourself up?" A deep boisterous voice slams you back to reality.

You jump slightly and shoot around to where the voice came from. Your heart is about to pop out of your chest. It's then that you see Simon standing tall in the doorway of your private bathroom. He's stripped of his gear, only left in his jeans and his black hoodie. He's leaning against one side of the doorway, his large arms crossed over his chest as he examines you.

"Christ, Simon--" you say, exasperated. "--what are you doin'?"

He cocks his head to the other side.

"What are you doin'?" He asks in rebuttal.

You watch him for a few seconds before huffing and crossing your arms over your chest to mimic him.

"I'm taking a shower. What does it look like I'm doin'?" You fire back.

"Looks like you're havin' some kind of mental battle with yourself to me." He says softly. His deep baritone sends chills down your spine.

Your arms loosen as you lock eyes with him. A sigh eventually escapes your lips. You turn back around to avoid his gaze and face the mirror. You continue what you were doing before.

"M'fine. Just--" you sigh.

"You're beatin' yourself up over today." He answers for you.

You sigh again, leaning down and placing both hands on the counter as you drop your head. You don't need to say anything--he knows.

You feel a sudden warmth approach you from behind, and you feel his large hands start to snake around your waist. He palms you--his thumbs digging into your lower back to message you there.

"Shit happens." He says softly from behind you.

You sigh again.

"I know, but--" you say, groaning when he pushes down on your lower back, making you arch. "--I-I know better. It shouldn't have happened--"

"But it did." He says, one of his large hands beginning to trail up your spine to attach to the back of your neck. "Which sucks. But you owned up to it. And recognized you made a mistake. Shit happens."

He words soothe you--relax you. And it's then that you notice his clothed erection pressed to the inside of your thigh. He's pushing on your ass with his hips in a slow, almost unnoticeable thrusting motion. The hand on your hip starts to slip under your shirt to lift and make your ass visible to him.

You blush, and huff out a nervous laugh.

"You still want me after my fuck up today?"

This time, he thrusts into your ass hard. You can feel the arousal starting to pool in your underwear as the hand on your neck moves to grip your shoulder for leverage.

"Course I still want ya. Did good today." He groans out.

"Wha--what?" You ask, feeling his fingers slip under the band of your panties to pull them down.

He can't hold in a groan at the sweet sight of your dripping pussy once he gets your panties down. Fresh from a steamy shower. You can hear him start to fumble with the zipper on his jeans.

"Can the explanation wait, luv? Want this sweet pussy, now." He says, impatience heavy in his tone.

You moan when you feel the tip of his cock press into your tight entrance. And you bite your lip in anticipation--only for him to stop.

"Yes or no, luv?" He asks.

Fuck, you love when he asks nicely. He has every right to take what he wants at any given moment. He knows you'd never turn him down--but he always insists on asking first.

"Fuck--yes, Simon. Please..."

It's not often that Simon's so impatient for sex that he doesn't prepare you first. He's large, and he knows you often need something to help the adjustment. But today, his desires outweigh his patience. And you're ready for it.

You spent all day wondering if he was mad at you. It's very clear now that he's not. The breath is stolen from your lungs as he plunges in deep, all the way to the end. His hips make contact with your ass and the head of his cock breaches your cervix. You whimper loudly for him.

His hands anchor on your hips as he begins setting a brutal and needy pace. You can't help but fall to your elbows and drop your forehead to the counter as he ravages you from behind. His thick fingers dig into the flesh of your hips as he fucks you in earnest.

Your toes curl and your knees buckle as the brutal pace he sets brings your orgasm awkwardly fast. The string in your lower belly is pulling tight as heat creeps its way into your lower back.

"Good girl." He encourages, heavy breaths and deep groans escaping his chest as he fucks you hard. "So good."

Your moans are getting caught in your throat as his heavy thrusts bare down on you. It's almost overwhelming.

"C'mon." He grits through his teeth, hips slapping hard against your ass as he fucks clear up into your cervix.

"Simon--" You whimper. He squeezes your hips in response.

"Thas it. C'mon." He encourages.

You start to tighten around him. When his hips stutter, his fingers dig in deeper, and he throws his head back--you all but cry like a child and cum hard around his cock. He stutters again, grunting when your walls start to pulse around him.

He grunts your name a few times, praising your sweet core, your kushy and comfortable ass, and your beautiful moans.

Of course, he wasn't far behind you. After only a few more thrusts, he's bearing down on your hips and filling you to the point of leakage. His seed starts to leak, trailing down your thighs until it pools on the floor at your feet.

He leans down over you, supporting his weight on the counters as he breaths heavily into your ear.

You shuffle a little, pressing your back up into his chest. A large hand comes around to press on your lower belly where his cock still sits.

"Feel me clear up in here, sweet girl?" He mumbles against your neck.

You whimper his name, fingers sliding over to touch that hand of his that rests on the counter next to you.

"Enough. Gonna get us caught." You laugh softly.

He grunts.

"You think that's gonna stop me?"

You sigh. "Nope."

He presses a soft kiss to the nape of your neck. "Smart girl."

He removes himself from you, but not completely leaving before he cleans you of his arousal.

As he's fixing his jeans, you turn to look at him.

"What did you mean? By 'did good'?"

He glances down at you for a few moments while he pulls his zipper up. Then a large hand comes up to gently caress your chin. He makes you look at him.

"I meant you did good." He says gently, his thumb swiping over your lower lip. "It was an honest mistake. Not even the most honorable of men can admit they did wrong, but you did."

You watch him softly.

"Don't be so hard on yourself. We all make mistakes. Next time, you'll know better."

A soft smile crosses your cheeks as you nod softly in his palm.

You blush when he leans down and softly places a clothed kiss to your cheek through his mask.

"Now get dressed. Supper time soon."

"Yes sir." You say with a smile.

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readychilledwine · 3 months

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Breathplay

✨️Kink Education with Elizabeth✨️

If you're looking to add danger to your sex life, look no further.

Erotic asphyxiation, or breath play, is one of the most dangerous kinks in the BDSM community. Breathplay is the act of cutting off air supply during sex with the goal of achieving a more intense orgasm. There's mild forms of breathplay (hand or elbow around throat, closing partner's nose off during oral), less mild (forcing head into pillows or objects, hoods specifically designed for breathplay), to extreme (use of plastic wrap or plastic bags, waterboarding, forcing your partner's head into a body of water) and none of them are 100% safe.

Breathplay is dangerous for anyone, but if you have an underlying health condition, especially one involving your heart or lungs, it's best to possibly avoid this form of play. You can enjoy a hand necklace without the pressure, don't worry.

This form of kink play is not recommended by any medical professional nor sex therapists.

Please play safely💜

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As always, NSFW below cut.

Rowan Whitethorn x Reader

Warnings - I picture Rowan as a mean daddy dom with a masochistic streak, oral m receiving, p in v, reader passes out, references to her being passed around the Cadre, references to forced submission, hints of degradtion, unedited because I was running a little behind today 🫣

Rowan’s head fell back, a soft grunt falling from his lips as he seated himself all way into your throat. One hand had you back the back of your neck, forcing you where he wanted you for as long as he wanted you.

Breathing was becoming difficult, vision blurring slightly as you did everything you could to take a deep breath with your air way constricted the way it was. “Struggling whore?” You felt yourself clench at his words, at the deep graveled tone of his voice.

Rowan was never gentle with you. He was strict, demanding, and a masochist. He enjoyed watching you struggle, seeing you in pain and begging. He loved watching you cry as he pounded into you withholding orgasm after orgasm until you were so over stimulated you could do nothing but lay there, pliant to his pleasure.

You knew he cared for you, but you were his small fraction of peace in this fucked up world. One he so desperately was fighting tooth and nail to make better.

You weren't a warrior, you weren't blessed with healing magic. You were just a simple fae female. Well, as simple as a female capable of shifting into any form could be.

You were his spy. A spy damn near useless for anything but scouting, but still a spy.

Besides, he found use for you. So many uses actually.

His personal lap pet.

His personal whore.

His personal toy he could loan out to his brothers when they needed stress relief.

Right now, though, your biggest use was being his.

He pulled out slightly, grip on the sides of your neck tightening as his other hand came to hold your nose shut. “If you are struggling this early, how am I supposed to have fun with you?” The lack of air was getting to you. You knew you could tap his leg twice, and it would stop, but you wanted to desperately please him, to be of service. “Such an eager slut. You are lucky I can tell you need to breathe, y/n.” He pulled out completely, letting go of your nose. He forced you up, hand moving to the front of your throat as you gasped for air.

Precious life giving air.

He pulled you to his lips, a messy harsh kiss cutting air back off for a second as his grip tightened again.

This wasn't fully what you had in mind when he said he wanted to try something new, something Fenrys told them he had tried recently.

You would have to talk to the wolf about his reckless endangerment of himself later.

Rowan turned you, letting go long enough to force you down on the bed, forcing you hips up slightly. “Such a pretty cunt,” he slapped your core, watching in sadistic glee as as you screamed and wiggled, wetness now spreading and dripping. “All mine, isn't she?” He shoved your head into the pillow, forcing you into shocked silence.

Forcing you to be unable to answer him. “I asked you a question. Is this pussy mine?” You could hear the smirk in his voice, hear him planning on how he'd punish you.

You felt the slaps land. Three consecutive slaps right to your aching needy center.

Your moans were muffled by the pillow. You tried taking a deep breath to still your body and calm back down, but your airways were mostly blocked again.

4 more slaps came before two thick fingers plunged into you. Rowan growled behind you. “Wyrd, you are so tight. You'd like after this long we would have ruined your holes by now.” He began pulling them in and out at a blinding speed, hand still holding you in the pillows.

Your vision was going black again, mind racing as it pleaded for oxygen.

His fingers curled, and out of nowhere, an orgasm tore through you, ripping a scream of his name and the rest of the oxygen from your lungs. Rowan was silent behind you, hand moving to your hair to pull you up.

“Status?”

You shook your head, throat so sore and body needing air so badly you couldn't answer. You tapped the bed once, a code you normally only used when your lips were wrapped around his throat to indicate you needed him to slow down.

“I figured. You have never done that. You have never come without my permission.” Rowan removed his fingers from you, wiping them on the bed. He went behind you, holding your hips in his hands.

You knew he'd be gentle for a bit as his cock entered your soft walls slowly inch by inch. He took you slowly, a finger playing with your clit until you were calm again, body welcoming and swallowing him.

You relaxed, enjoy each roll of his hips as it sent a wave and wave of pleasure through you. Of the Cadre, he would always be your favorite. His length filled every inch of you so perfectly, so snugly, sex with him felt more like a puzzle finally finding its last piece than it did the obligation you were actually sent to them to fulfill. "Daddy," you moaned out, hips meeting his in a practiced dance. "So good, Daddy."

He groaned behind you. "I know, princess. Daddy's cock always makes you so wet." His hand found the back of your neck again. "Take a deep breath, princess."

He was pounding into you with in second, head forced back into the pillows as he did. You felt your hands curling at the sheets as you writhed moaning and crying below him.

It felt so fucking good. Better than normal, actually. It was as if your body was too lost on where to focus, fighting for air or relaxing and enjoying the way Rowan was ripping you apart.

You felt yourself becoming lightheaded, body softening. Rowan, misunderstanding, smiled, thinking you had fallen into his favorite overestimated dick drunken state. Your vision was filled with black dots, mind focusing on the sounds of him above you. Of his moans, his groans, the growls.

Rowan felt the moment he lost you, pulling himself out of you and flipping you as quickly as he could. "Fuck! Princess, I need you to come back to me," he started rubbing your sternum, eyes wide as he took in your face.

Your beautiful face where blood vessels had ruptured as your body struggled.

Struggled because of him.

He had almost killed you.

And you had almost let him.

He didn't know if he was angry, aroused by your complete trust in him, or just scared, but that first breath, that gasp you took before your body shook in his arms, tears falling. He laid you back down, hovering above your face and stroking your hair back. "Deep breath, y/n. There you go. Good girl."

You were met with light and green eyes staring down at you. "What happened?"

Rowan kissed your brow. "You did not use our fucking safe word or tap system is what happened. I almost fucking killed you."

You smiled below him, eyes closing again. "Felt so good. I wanted you to keep going."

Rowan’s forehead fell to yours, a rare full smile on his face. "Only you would pick dying with my cock inside of you over having to take a quick break."

He heard you moan, lips tugging up at the idea. "I would die a happy female if I died on your cock. Seems like the best way to die, actually. You buried so deep inside me, using me, body spent from pleasure."

He kissed your temple. "You will be punished for this later. Rest, my love."

"Are you sure you want to wait?"

Brows went up as he shook his head at you. "I will be bringing help with me to keep your mouth shut. Rest and prepare, princess."

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midheavenastrology · 2 years

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Random Astrology Observations # 3

~hey y’all back with some rando astrovations 😇 these ones are pretty personal placements 🍀

Thank u so much 444 reading 💜💜💜

❁❁❁Is it because I have Chiron in Gemini that I’m always cold around my arms and shoulders 💪 when it’s cold 🥶 outside, like I’ll legit be wearing a short skirt with no tights but have three layers on top with a thick ass coat but I’ll only be cold around my arms and shoulders+hands !!! what is this sorcery ? 🤨

✾✾✾Having both Venus AND mars in the 11th house is both beneficial and unfortunate because 11th house is the internet, it’s ur hopes+dreams and friends. This means when you achieve ur dream life, u might have tons of people loving it for you (Venus) while the other half will give you the evil eye (mars) 🧿. This also brings in haters/rivals (mars) but also huge fans/besties (Venus) on the internet.

✿✿✿Gemini and Virgo placements (honorary mention Sagittarius placements) how many tabs u got open on safari rn ? I’m a Virgo moon and I got 153 rn lol 😆

❀❀❀Someone said being a life path number 8 isn’t about obtaining power but it’s about EMPOWERING others and that really hit. My personal fave thing to do is gas peeps up. It’s like that weeknd song ♬star girl♬ “I just wanna see u shine cus I know u are a star girl~” ✨🥹✨

✯✯✯Taurus placements are just as “gothic” and dark as Scorpio placements - remember they’re sister signs so they’re similar yet different. Taurus tends to express it more in how they dress/how it manifests in their physical realm. Like my Taurus sun ex was covered in tattoos and wore all black all the time. For Scorpio its def more internal. I know tons of Scorpio suns who wear bright colors and floral patterns lol. They actually tend to have more of an aversion to scary things- like horror movies and death metal etc. I think it’s because they feel it internally already so they don’t need the outer world to affirm it for them.

★★★ Mutable signs are actual legit crazy tho- lol, if you have a ton of mutable placements, you’re probs a little coo coo bananas and that’s ok. I’m mutable dominant and I get called out for changing my mind every two seconds ! Probs broke some hearts because I’d be obsessed with someone one minute and next my pisces venus will be like ..hmm maybe not..Oops 😬😅

✦✦✦Did u know most serial killers are mutable signs ? It’s because our mood are changeable, as are our personalities. One minute they think they’re doin a sin and the next they’re like “oh I’m eating this man’s heart and it’s cool” 😂

✩✩✩ Speaking of which did u know ur mood changes from day to night ? I think u embody ur sun sign in the daytime and moon sign at night. They say that you also embody ur moon sign when ur inebriated. Lol

✦✦✦ I’m so tired of the stereotype that Virgos are all clean, anal neatfreaks- I actually find virgo placements to be some of the most interesting people I’ve ever met. True freaks (not neat freaks thank u- although that stereotype is actual truth lol) They get this rep for being these bookish, boring germaphobes but if u dive rly deep they’re visionaries- they notice everything, every little detail of ur stupid life. They probably know u better than u know yourself.

★★★Also they have the BEST style- probs because again they notice all the details-they study every fabric, every style icon, touch all the different textures and come to a style that is completely their own.

❏❏❏I’m sorry but if u have Taurus + Libra placements prominently in ur chart, u really DO care about how ur partner looks- physically. Like it’s rly hard 4 u to date someone who isn’t ur type physically. It’s because of the Venusian influence. Again, the low vibration of Venus is vanity. We are attracted to beauty like moths to a flame 🔥

☾☾☾ having lots of oppositions in ur chart can make you feel one way but act completely different. For ex: moon opposition Venus manifests as someone who wants to be a quite pleasant and charming, in fact you probs are naturally a charmer and really lovely to be around, yet you don’t allow yourself to express it emotionally.

✪︎︎✪︎︎✪︎︎Libra placements are such devils advocates lol. 😈 It’s def because you see two sides to everything, just like Gemini (also devils advocates) you can empathize with the other, so when ur friend is bitching to u about someone, u see the opposing sides view as well and try to “justify” their perspective. Hence the scales of balance ⚖️ that’s why a lot of y’all are lawyers lol

✡︎✡︎✡︎ 8th house placements are ur secret superpower 🦸‍♀️ 8th house is power, 8th house is dying and coming back stronger, like the Phoenix rising from the ashes 🔥 for ex: I have Uranus in Sagittarius in the 8th house: my power:shared resource that I gift is the awakening of ur higher mind. (Sagittarius is the sign of the higher mind and Uranus is the great awakener) I basically open ur third eye 👁 wide open lol (legit tho, my friends who have become closer to me have progressively become more spiritual and witchy since meeting me lol) tell me what ur 8th house placement is in the comments ✨✨✨⚡️⚡️⚡️⚡️⚡️⚡️⚡️⚡️⚡️💪😉⚡️⚡️⚡️⚡️

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frostbitebakery · 2 months

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Last Line Challenge

Rules: in a new post, show the last line you wrote (or drew) and tag as many people as there are words (or as many as you feel like).

(I’m loving that so many peeps have adopted the rules including artist heh 💜)

Tagged by @omaano and @marbled-polecat thank you both 💜💜💜

This is for Loud. - the cyberpunk aesthetics AU that follows mute Shadow!Obi-Wan around the Galaxy being a spy and falling in love with the GAR’s highest decorated clone and second in command to Master Windu.

Cody’s theme is War Of My Demons by AleXZavesa.

The last lines were actually the paint stripes so Cody is recognizable XD This is just throwing ideas at the wall how to cyberpunk the clone armor. Here’s a snip of the snippet:

“Yes.”

Cody crosses his arms, one of the cameras in his visor rotating as if in a huff. He’s standing casually but securely. Casual enough that he’s probably ready to sprint, dodge, roll, jump, dive at a microscopic moment’s notice.

“I apologize,” Obi-Wan signs, perhaps widening his eyes into an innocent expression very slightly. “I did not mean to offend.”

“You didn’t offend me,” Cody says, his lovely voice distorted with the vocoder. “You asked if all the antennas were truly necessary. I replied.”

Replied with a long, static silence followed by a single word.

Obi-Wan struggles not to smile. He inclines his head. “Very well.”

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jade-green-butterfly · 27 days

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Today...is a very special and important day for me, folks~💝😊Three years ago, a certain special troll became the highlight of my 2020 during rough times and immediately won my heart from the moment I knew he would have his own destiny and journey to find others like him...and his family. Since the first Trolls movie, I have always admired dearly him from afar and the moment I saw him during the Trolls World Tour trailer, my heart literally poured out him and I have truly loved him for just being his wonderful, lovable self ever since~💘🥹 And that certain special troll, is none other than...Cooper~💗🌈✨

I have always been a big fan of him and he’s always been my favourite troll to begin with but every time I see him and hear him, my heart always beats so much for him, making it aflutter and words cannot describe how special he is to me...how he means the whole world to me~💞🌈💗🌈💞I mean...can you blame me? >//w//`< How could I resist and say no to such an adorable face to go with such a darling like him??💖😍💖😍💖 Cooper is more than just the goofball that we all know and love...he’s my goofball and so much more...~🥹The most amazing troll with such talent, a unique voice and a dazzling yet loving royal family to go with him...~🌟Cooper is also the prince of my heart, who deserves all the love and happiness in the world...and I feel so blessed to be the one to give it all to him, along with my heart~🥰💝💝🥰 April 24th 2020 was the day I drew Cooper for the very first time, and when I started shipping myself with him. And together, him and I have remained strong and inseparable ever since!🫶🏻😌💕We’ve had such happy memories together - becoming part of his world and family, sharing one another’s lives and music, even officially marrying and creating our own dear little life together~✨💜💗💚✨And I wish to keep on loving Cooper forevermore~💓😊

Which is why I dedicate this very special piece above (with a textless version too) to us, inspired by one of my favourite scenes in TWT - where King Quincy and Queen Essence were happily together with their twin eggs (before our dear Cooper was cruelly snatched away from them😭) and I wished to capture that tender moment between Cooper and I, with our darling Toby's egg nestled warmly within my hair~🥰 EEEEEEE~!!😍🤩😍I am so, sooooo happy and truly over the moon of how all of this turned out~!💖🥹💖Just how I imagined it, especially Cooper snuggling against me with his neck wrapped around me as we lovingly embrace one another, feeling like the proud parents we are~💜💗💚😚I am also chuffed with the cherry blossoms I drew to make the bed cover look more prettier~🌸 I would like to deeply and gratefully thank many wonderful peeps out there for helping bring my beloved OTP to life, such as my lovely @x-elyssa-x, KaitlinEXE, @gloryraiin, @jaguardorado16, @vampireflowerarts, @zoey-nillesen, @king-trollex-fangirl, @glitchy-witchy1994, @blooeyedtroll, @kittyball23, @angoraram, @yeenstrollart, @asa-de-ouro, @whiteflame-selfship and many more, for all the beautiful commissions, gift art and loving support you have given me over the past four years, and for putting all your fantastic work and effort, and heart and soul into every single one which I absolutely love to this very day~💞🌟💙💜💛💚🌟💞 I can’t thank you all and the rest of the Trolls Fandom enough for how amazing and welcoming you’ve all been to me when I first jumped onto the bandwagon, and I am so happy I did too!💖🤗Thank-you all so much for everything, including all the dear friends I’ve made and all the loving supporters I have gained - bless you all and don’t stop being awesome~!✌🏻🤩✨💕 And finally, thank-you ever so much for everything, Cooper...my cupcake king and sweet jellybean~🩷♛🧁🫂For always being there for me, making me feel such love and happiness I never could imagine~💝🥰🌈I am truly blessed and the luckiest lass alive to such a wonderful darling like you in my life and by my side~💗😇🪽U///w///U

🎊💜♓💗♎💚🎉~Happy 4th Anniversary, Cooper...my beloved prince, my one & only...~ I love you so much with all my heart, more than life itself...and I will keep on loving you so, forevermore and beyond~🎉💜♓💗♎💚🎊

*~Reblogs are also deeply appreciated as well, so please do reblog as well as like! Thank-you kindly!~*

Cooper (c) DreamWorks Trolls/DreamWorks Animation

Trollsona Jussy/Justina Butterfly & Toby/Toby's Egg (c) @jade-green-butterfly (Me~!)

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nicoline1998enilocin · 10 months

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Hey, a request if u are still taking them.

Sebastian stan x wife reader, finding out she is preggo, maybe some smut? Thanks

The day our lives changed forever

PAIRING | Husband!Sebastian Stan x Wife!Female!Reader

WORD COUNT | 2.1K

SUMMARY | You're on vacation with your husband, Sebastian, and your perfect set of twins. The two of you are reminiscing about the moment you found out that not only you were pregnant, but that you were pregnant with 2 children at the same time, and neither of you could have been happier about it.

WARNING(S) | This is your official trigger warning. Do not proceed if any of these topics upset you. Smut [ slight nipple play, grinding, a little bit of spanking, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it, peeps!), fingering, implied aftercare ], semi-public sex, swearing.

A/N | Thank you so much for your lovely request @thatmarvelgirly! I hope you will enjoy the route I took with this as much as I did when writing it 🖤

Likes, comments and reblog will be very much appreciated 💜

Main Masterlist | Sebastian Stan Masterlist

You, Sebastian, and your twin boys, Jax and Evan, are enjoying a nice beachside vacation in Florida to celebrate your wedding anniversary together. This week is your third wedding anniversary, and the second year you're going on vacation as a family. All four of you just went to dinner and are back at the hotel now, and it is time for bed for both of your boys. ''Shall I get them in their pajamas and ready for bed?'' you offer and Sebastian nods, he's going to get their beds ready, together with a bedtime story to tell before they're going down. ''I'll see you in a few minutes, babe,'' he says as he gives you a peck on your lips.

''Alright, which one of you wants to get their pajamas on first?!'' you ask in a cheery voice and they both coo out in excitement. ''Evan, you're up first,'' you say as you take his clothes off and pick up the pajamas he wore last night. They're very light since it's pretty warm in Florida, and you don't want them to overheat. Within no time he has his pajamas on, and you put him on your bed to change Jax next, and he's also done in record time. They're both pretty exhausted so it doesn't take long for the both of them to fall asleep, the story wasn't even done before they were out like a light. Sebastian gets up from telling their story and walks over to you before grabbing your hand.

''They're perfect, aren't they? I can't imagine ever living without them,'' you say, as a small tear appears in the corner of your eye. ''I know, they're the perfect addition to our family,'' he sighs and he closes the door before wrapping his arms around you, and pulling you into his chest. ''It's okay, baby,'' he says in your hair and he gives a soft kiss, but he doesn't know you're just a little more emotional than usual due to hormones. You have a very special surprise for Sebastian planned, but you're waiting to tell him until later in the evening when the two of you are cuddling together in bed, or enjoying each other's bodies in an entirely different way.

''Can I get you something to drink? I thought the two of us could sit on the balcony and enjoy the sunset together,'' you ask him and he happily agrees. ''Sounds good, I'd like a beer,'' he says before walking to the balcony, where he gets the big couch ready for the both of you to cuddle on as you overlook the ocean, watching the sunset. You get yourself a cup of tea and walk outside, holding your tea in one hand and Sebastian's beer in the other. The baby monitor is standing on the table in front of you, so you can still keep an eye on the boys. When you sit down you sigh softly, finally relaxing again after the day you had.

''I can't believe they're growing up so fast, it feels like yesterday when we found out you were pregnant with them,'' Sebastian said when he looked at the monitor, thinking back to the faithful day that you found out you were expecting twins. ''And for it to be two, that was the biggest surprise of all,'' you say laughing, remembering the shock on his face when the doctor told you that you were expecting identical twins. ''Are you- Are you sure?'' Sebastian said during the ultrasound and yes, the doctor was 100% sure. ''Oh my god, we're having twins, I can't believe it,'' you said as the tears were streaming down your face, and Sebastian kissed the top of your head, crying softly too.

''They're nothing short of perfect though, and I haven't stopped thinking about the night they were conceived either,'' you say, a little blush rising on your cheeks. They were conceived during a particularly cold and snowy Christmas, your first Christmas together as a married couple. The two of you weren't able to go home because there was a snowstorm, so you decided to make the best of it, the only way the two of you knew how. It didn't take long that evening before the two of you were moaning and groaning, the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing through the apartment. And 9 months later, you were holding your beautiful baby boys in your arms.

''Hm, I wouldn't mind having a do-over of that night,'' Sebastian whispered in your ear, his breath feeling warm and ticklish against the shell. You felt the blood in your cheeks rise to the surface faster than before, and when you turned around, Sebastian took a sip of his beer like he hadn't just said he wanted to conceive another child - or two, as history tends to repeat itself after all. ''Well, I surely wouldn't mind having a do-over either,'' you say and you turn slightly so you are on your knees, facing Sebastian on the couch. He places his hand on your cheek and rubs soft circles with his thumb as he looks deeply into your eyes. When his eyes flicker down to your mouth and back to your eyes, you know you're an absolute goner for this man. Again.

Before you could even comprehend what was happening, you had closed the gap between the two of you. Your tongue slid against his at a slow, loving pace as it took your breath away. Your hands were wandering from his shoulders down to his chest, where they found their place for now. Sebastian's hands moved down to your waist and hips, pulling you over his lap until you were straddling him with both your thighs on the sides of his. He breaks the kiss to get a good look at you, and with a smile, he confesses his love for you. ''God, I love you so much, babe. I'm honestly still pinching myself every single day that I wake up next to you, as my gorgeous wife. I must have done something right in this life and all my past lives to deserve someone as loving, caring, and amazing as you are,''.

His hands found their home on your hips as you try to hold back your tears at his confession. ''I love you too, Sebastian, more than I could ever begin to tell you. I count my lucky stars every single night that I have met you in this lifetime, and that we get to spend our lives with Jax and Evan. You've given me more than I ever knew I wanted, and for that, I will be grateful for the rest of our days together,'' you say before placing a soft kiss on his lips, but neither of you deepens it this time. You're just enjoying the moment together. The two of you stay like that for a while, giving small kisses and whispering sweet nothings.

At one point, Sebastian's hands drop down to your ass and he squeezes softly, which makes you grind forward on his lap, and you can feel how hard he is right now, but you would be lying if you said you weren't turned on as well. ''Hm, feels good, baby,'' he says as he keeps grinding you over him, and you can feel him get harder - not that you thought that was possible. Your hands go towards the hem of the shirt he's wearing and you drag it up, taking it off before throwing it somewhere near the couch, you could worry about that later. Now it was Sebastian's turn to take off your dress, and since it was already bunched up from sitting on his lap, it was pretty easy.

When your dress comes off he bites his bottom lip at the sight of your naked breasts, your nipples already hard from your arousal. He leans forward and starts sucking on them a little bit, playing with the other before giving the same treatment to the other one. Your head falls back to your neck at the feeling of sparks going through your body, straight down to your core. Soft moans are coming out of your mouth and before you know it, Sebastian urges you to get up, so he can take off his pants and underwear, giving your underwear the same treatment too. ''Fucking perfect for me like this,'' he says as he pulls you back on his lap.

His achingly hard member is leaning against his stomach as you sit back down, and you wrap your hand around it, squeezing and moving up and down just the way he likes. This earns you a deep groan and this time his head falls back, so you start sucking lightly on the exposed skin of his neck. His hands found their home on your ass again, and he spanks you on both cheeks at the same time, not caring about anything or anyone other than the complete pleasure he's feeling right now. You moan loudly at the feeling, as you get wetter every second. ''Need you in me, Seb, please,'' you say and you shift a little, so he can line his thick cock up with your entrance.

You slowly lower yourself onto him, and Sebastian lets you go at your own pace, not wanting to hurt you. Soft whines and moans leave your lips at the way he stretches you, a pleasant burn every single time until you're fully seated, and Sebastian's slid home. His lips are attached to yours in an instant, kissing you with every single ounce of passion he has, and you start bouncing up and down lightly. ''F-fuck, Seb-'' is all you can say, and he's loving it. ''Feels so warm and soft around my cock baby, love being inside you. Gonna get you pregnant again and get you round with my children again,'' he says, and that snaps you back to reality. You almost told him right then and there that wasn't possible, but luckily you were paying enough attention not to.

Instead, you let out more moans and whines as he grabs your ass, making you bounce faster as you're both chasing your highs. It's a good thing your sons are deep sleepers, because they surely would've woken up from the both of you doing this, and neither of you cared about if anyone else could hear, you were completely wrapped up in each other's bodies and pleasure. Your hand snakes its way between your bodies and your fingers find your clit, rubbing tight and fast circles as you're chasing your orgasm, which doesn't take long. In less than a minute after you're falling apart on his cock, moaning his name like a prayer.

''Oh, god yes, fuck me like that baby, milk my cock until I cum inside you,'' Sebastian says when he feels you clench down on him during your orgasm. He holds out when you're riding out your orgasm, and not long after he shoots his ropes of cum deep inside you as he kisses you feverishly, all tongue and teeth at this point. ''I love you so fucking much,'' he says as he gets down from his high. ''Seb, I'm pregnant,'' you say in your post-orgasmic bliss, and you see his eyes widen. ''Baby, I know I have strong swimmers, but they're not that strong,'' Sebastian jokes, but you shake your head.

''No, silly. I've been pregnant for about 2.5 months now, I found out right before we went on vacation, and I wanted to wait for a special moment to tell you,'' you say, and you see tears of happiness welling up in Sebastian's eyes. ''I'm going to be a dad again...?'' he says and you nod. ''Yeah, and Jax and Evan will be big brothers,'' you say, placing your hands on both of Sebastian's cheeks. The kiss that follows is filled with so much love, happiness, and promises of everything to come, and both of you couldn't be happier. The rest of the night is spent cuddling, and thinking about a future with an even bigger family than you already have.

It turns out Sebastian has really strong swimmers because the two of you are welcoming another set of identical twins into this world 6.5 months later. History does tend to repeat itself after all, and you're incredibly proud as you're holding your girls in your arms. Jax and Evan are the proud brothers to their little sisters, named Ruby and Scarlett. ''We brothers now!'' Jax says happily as he pets Ruby's head, and you and Sebastian laugh wholeheartedly. ''You are brothers now, and both of you need to protect your little sisters at all costs!'' Sebastian said and he nods furiously. You look at Sebastian, and the two of you are on cloud nine and never want to come down from your special place.

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nerdieforpedro · 2 months

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Weekend Update 03/10/2024

Made it another week Nerdie.

That I did. I believe today is Sunday. Too much time in this chair. I think I slept in it before. Too many times.

Nerdie, don't you have a bed?

I do, I don't always make it there. I've usually zoned out and nodded off, the wake up when my neck hurts. 👀 I'm not always writing either, just thinking sometimes.

Couldn't you think in bed Nerdie?

I could, but I don't. That sounds like a good idea. My ideas aren't always great. But I did have a few this week.

My March Spring Prompts continue. I was able to do ten of them without repeating a character! 🤗 This upcoming week we'll see some Pedro peeps come back. Key words: gas station sushi, angst, oil and bath. Remember this is Nerdie 😎, it could be any and everything, but my prompts are mature and not explicit. I do write about some heavy subjects, fluff, a few giggles, and have some innuendos, but my main masterlist is 78% smut so just go there.

The WIP I’d been mentioning for the last few weeks or months (could be either) is finished and posted : Diddle your Dieter to Disco. My first Dieter smut actually which is hilarious at least to me. 🤣 The rest of his Masterlist is fairly fluffy. I would check the warnings on it, I put a lot in it. 👀

Part Two of my series The Lake Between Us is up. Make sure to read the warnings. Ezra introduction has a lot going on. It's an AU so he has both arms but that doesn't mean I didn't torture him other ways. 👀 I do love that ya'll love the taglist name "Taste-testers of Ezra's gumbo." 😆

I finally wrote the follow up to He told me his name called She made me feel. I think I enjoy mentally torturing Pedro characters at this point. Poor Din is so anxious and touch-starved. As always with Din = HANDS. A Nerdie staple. This is The Way.

Now for everyone's favorite (and mine): Fic recommendations!!! (Yes I did type and do a little yell, fanfics are serious. Pfft.) 😄

Confetti by @secretelephanttattoo (Marcus Pike x f reader) The Quiet Moments Collection

Adrift with you by @morallyinept (Frankie Morales x Jude OFC) The Prologue “I’m behind”’😭

A Real Man by @pedroshotwifey (Frankie Morales x female plus size reader) my request - stay self indulgent everyone! 🥰

Tick by @ramblers-lets-get-ramblin (Frankie Morales x wife reader) The Mistress of Angst!

A Bronx Tale: Part Deux - A Chicago Tale by @justabovewater20 (SydCarmy)

Love’s a weed: just ripe by @tinytinymenace (Frankie Morales x ofc - Ruby) Fruits are essential.

Second Chances part 2 by @pedroscurls (Marcus Pike x fem reader) Such a cute series 💕

Cigarettes After Sex by @immarocketman (Awesome artist I follow. 💜)

Promise by @criticallyacclaimedstranger (Ezra - dragon x fem reader) The only Pedro character that can pull off being a dragon. 🐉

Please Mister Please by @grogusmum (Joel Miller x fem reader) The fluff 🥹💕

Unconventional Location by @winniethewife (Abel Morales x fem reader)

Personal Shopper by @huntingingoodwill (Dieter Bravo x reader)

Enjoy the Silence by @strang3lov3 (Joel Miller x fem reader)

Spicy Ask #68 by @kewwrites (Din Djarin x reader) Say it with me: HANDS 🙌🏼!!!!

Reminder by @criticallyacclaimedstranger (Tim Rockford x fem reader) Sometimes good things happen in Tim’s office.

Forever Starts With You Masterlist (Frankie Morales x chubby fem reader) @criticallyacclaimedstranger I loved all three parts I read 🥰🥰 (A Good Start, A Strong Finish and A New Beginning). It looks like there more to their story so much more reading for me. ❤️

some good friend by @covetyou (Tim Rockford x fem reader) TIM DESERVED THIS ❤️ That is all.

Sanctuary by @thefrogdalorian (Din Djarin x GN reader) Din fluff forever. 🤗

We got your back chapter 1 by @softpascalito (Javier Peña x fem reader)

The Sweetest Melody by @noisynaia (Din Djarin x afab reader)

Rise by @sp00kymulderr (Joel Miller x afab reader) ALL THE FEELS 😭

Falling for you by @fhatbhabie (Joel Miller x plus size reader) Part One - The drama!

Just look at You by @ramblers-lets-get-ramblin (Poe Dameron x fem reader) The Poe Dameron smut we deserve. 🍆

Chapter 3 - Here’s a health to the company… and one to my Boss… by @inept-the-magnificent (Tim Rockford x ofc Jane Nebbie) I just think about this series and I start giggling. Sunshine Nebbie and grump Tim - he is a super grump. But he is also me. 🤣

To the Flame chapter 6.5 by @pedroshotwifey (Dark Javier Peña x fem reader) So sweet out of context.

To the Flame chapter 9 by @pedroshotwifey (Dark Javier Peña x fem reader) The slow decent begins...we're just at the start of the ride. 😈

Between the Sheets by @saturn-rings-writes (William Tell x fem reader) Reminded me of an Isley Brothers song. I feel like we're headed toward that song. Please with this direction.

Hiccup by @morallyinept (Javier Gutierrez x fem reader) A whimpering Javi G. What an evening. 😘

A New Home by @charethcutestory02 (Frankie Morales x Benny Miller) Budding feelings. 🤗

Special shout out to Ms. Payday - Le Poet and lover of da words: @maggiemayhemnj They seek her out, have brunches and nightcaps. It's what all writers long for. She checked in on me along with @megamindsecretlair @angelofsmalldeath-codeine @magpiepills @ramblers-lets-get-ramblin and @lady-bess

I've been not as active - mainly due to work, school, and the insomnia. But still writing. 😄 priorities. lol

New appreciation for Javier Pena. well not new, re-newed. Maybe am working on a few things. None are good, none are final. Still need polishing. Also need to give Javi G's outline another look. I might...👀 have a chapter for him this week. I hope. @goodwithcheese was pleased with this. @undercoverpena was Luke-warm. I think she thought I was taking something, but if Javi P has shown us anything, sharing is caring. 😘

Stay well, sleep in your bed (unless you're planning not to) and be hydrated,

Love Nerdie 💕

#weekend update #Nerdie's weekend update #pedro pascal characters #fanfiction #pedro pascal #pedro pascal fanfiction #din djarin #joel miller #frankie morales #dieter bravo #the mandalorian #nerdie fic rec #fic recommendation #marchficmadness24

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holmesianlove · 5 months

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I did a little edit as a Christmas gift to my London meet up peeps (which I won’t share) but I then gave my old Sherlock edit a rewatch while I was on my channel and I still love it so much!

Give it a watch 💜 It’s my one solid attempt at a Sherlock fandom edit!!

(I stuck to writing after that but it was one glorious project!)

#johnlock #sherlockbbc #angsty #sherlock #john watson #bbc sherlock #sherlock fandom #sherlocklove #benedict cumberbatch #martin freeman #rupert graves #mark gatiss #2wei #survivor #surviving Sherlock #never stop loving this show

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pstelwitchcraft · 7 months

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My Scene-By-Scene of the new CR intro (Part 2)

(Part 1)

- the split second cut to delilah?? Absolutely immaculate. I gasped! It was so so good

- also so tragic to see her as the little doll... eugh

- always want to know more abt their little pact

- is laudna stuck with delilah or the other way around? Guess it depends the way you see it

- second little laudna/imogen moment and???

- these girlies make me ILL

- So, so adorable seeing their protectiveness and devotion for each other shown in the intro

- like its jumping into each others arms mid fall, fighting beside each other, bringing literal fresh breath and life to the other's existence or i dont want it at this point

- the outfits also make me think this was probably storyboarded before they got together?? They're meant to be

- no one's doing it quite like them 💜🖤

- then we get all my babies in their little sun tree cuddle sesh

- they are so incredibly precious to me and I love that this little scene made it in

- fearne/orym and fcg/ashton cuddle buddies! The sheets they stole from castle whitestone 🤌🤌

- the whole FCG section is just BRUTAL

- not that i was expecting less from sam's new extremely traumatized lil guy

- seeing their absolutely massacred group as their eyes turn red?? The fact that you can see Pussy's buzzsaw thrown in the dirt??? And Dancer without an arm passed out right by it??Take me now

- and then the split second he's about to use the same buzzsaw to hurt Ashton before Orym intervenes? So so good, i need to smoke this, i need it in my bloodstream yall have no clue

- Orym using his seedling powers to deescalate the situation and them all hugging abt it?? Adorable!

- specially adore the little detail of ashton's steady hand on their arm, there's just so much love in this little D&D party 🥺

- fearne stealing from ashton AGAIN.

- also peep laudna's hand on imogen's shoulder 🥺🥺 at this point I'm convinced dani was in the writer's room for this

- or possessedbyhorsegirl!Laura

(part 3)

#critical role #cr spoilers #cr3 #critical role spoilers #bells hells #critical role c3

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host-club-hq · 2 years

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Indeed: ~Kyoya's Unwitting Irritation!~

➼ pairing: kyoya ootori x reader

➼ summary: kasanoda is your first customer as an unofficial host, and you can't wait to show off what you've learned by merely observing. kyoya isn't a fan of that, but he isn't keen on letting it show

➼ word count: 6.6k

➼ what to expect: "Now that you've seen her naked, are you in love?"

➼ warnings: very very slight angst, harsh language

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➼ talk to my characters!

➼ betas. gotta love em. 💜

"l/n? I'm sorry about the-" Kasanoda appears in the doorway and that's the last person you wanted to walk in at this moment... well, maybe except the twins. Or Honey.

In your shock, the clasp becomes loose and falls, but you're quick to clutch the bra to your chest and nothing is exposed but your back. You squeak, "F-Fuck! Get out!" You cave in on yourself.

"M-m-MA!"

Kyoya's Unwitting Irritation!

Neither you nor Kasanoda gather your wits enough to move away from each other's sight. You're entirely far too conscious about the open bra clasp behind you, pressing your bunched-up shirt to your chest as a last resort.

"Why are you still here?!" You squeak finally.

"Uh. My bad." Kasanoda bursts out of the door behind him, slamming himself onto the surface, shaking breaths heaving through his chest, head leaned against the door with eyes shut.

The moment he opens his eyes, Hikaru and Kaoru are towering over him with glowing, fury-filled eyes, "PEEPING TOM~!"

Kasanoda screams, bent legs trembling with fearful tremors.

"You saw her-"

"- didn't you, Bossa Nova?"

Kasanoda is quick to deny, "No! I didn't see! I mean, I caught a glance, yeah, but it was all so fast that I didn't- It was just an accident! I swear to you that I am not a pervert!"

You groan to yourself from inside of the prep room, quickly clipping your bra back into place and quickly locating your spare change of clothes. God, you can only imagine the furious look on the club's faces right now. If one thing's for sure, it's that the club can be silly and entirely moronic... but when it comes to either you or Haruhi, things get a little more intense.

You fumble with your button down, quickly slipping each button into its respective slot and stringing a new tie around your neck and hurrying to loop it into a knot.

Meanwhile, Honey's expression is unrecognizable in Kasanoda's eyes, "Of course you would say that. Sure sign of a guilty conscience." He says, shifting his stance to instill terror.

Kasanoda's voice trembles in terror and a knock comes to the door, "Senpai? Are you in there? Do you need help?"

You're relieved to hear Haruhi's sweet voice ringing in your ears, "Yes, Haruhi, come in, but be quick about it!" You urge, groaning as you incorrectly tie your tie for at least the third time.

She opens the door a crack and slips in, slamming it behind her, "Let me help." She rushes to your open bag and pulls out your blazer, unfolding it.

"S-So…Um, what're all the bruises on l/n's back about?"

"Oh shit." Your heart sinks, hands flying up to grasp aimlessly at your back and you spin around helplessly. Haruhi quickly steadies you.

"Whoa, whoa, Senpai, hold on." She pulls your shirt down over your back and grimaces, "Do they hurt?"

"Not so much anymore." You whine, shrugging your button down back onto your shoulders and finally looping your tie through the intended opening and tightening it around your collar.

"Red alert. He's sticking his nose where it shouldn't be stuck." Kaoru folds his arms behind his back, mirroring his brother, "That's not good."

"If he thinks Honey-Senpai is scary," You allow Haruhi to slip your blazer onto your shoulders, "he should wait until Kyoya gets a chance to talk."

Haruhi snickers, "Oh, boy, that'll be something."

"So, let's hear it." Hikaru demands.

"How much of her maidenliness did you actually see?" Kaoru inquires.

"Oh, God, we have to get out here." You button your blazer and adjust your sleeves.

"Well... she was changing so I saw her underwear... although her bra was kind of falling off-?"

"Don't say that." You hiss in a whisper, dusting off your lap.

"YOU SAW Y/N'S UNDERWEAR?!!!"

"Shut up, shut up, shut up!" You whimper, pulling your hair out of your blazer and fluffing it along your shoulders.

"So what do we do?!" Kaoru growls.

"There's only one thing to do: we have to induce amnesia."

Kaoru leaps behind Kasanoda and holds him steady as Hikaru pulls out a concealed bat, "Hold him." Hikaru swirls his bat, one leg hiked and ready to swing.

Kyoya raises a calm hand, "That's enough, you two. Leave assault and battery to the professionals."

Kaoru groans, "What are you, made of ice?! How can you be so calm about this?!" He implies certain committed relationship circumstances.

Tamaki leans close to Kyoya's ear, whispering for only him to hear, "Kyoya! He practically saw your girlfriend nude, aren't you even a little bit upset?"

Although the notion irks Kyoya, he knows that by no means should he blame you for the incident. He takes a subtle breath in and out, mentally shrugging off the rush of different, angry emotions flooding his system.

"Well, now that certain events have transpired... let's talk." Kyoya adjusts his glasses with his index and middle finger, eyes becoming hooded in an intimidating narrowed glare.

Kasanoda gulps.

"What you've seen here today is not to be verbally shared or under any circumstances discussed with anyone outside of this group for y/n's own safety and privacy. While we can't physically force you to cooperate exactly, there is something I would like for you to bear in mind. Coming from the sort of family you do, I'm certain you hear all sorts of juicy little rumors. Enough to know what is true and what is not. Take the Ootori Family's private police force, the Black Onion Squad. It is said that they can be mobilized against our enemies in the blink of an eye."

Kyoya's intimidating glare relents, his head tilting upward to relinquish the glare making his glasses shine and his malicious smirk is replaced with a polite smile, "You have heard of them, right?"

You're quick to throw open the door as soon as you can, catching an almost visible glance of Kyoya's glowing aura of evil exuding from his person.

"Be reasonable, stop scaring Kasanoda. I'm sorry about them." You adjust your tie one last time as Haruhi follows you carefully.

"Hey, l/n..." Kasanoda's voice trembles.

"While I would appreciate your confidentiality... you don't have to listen to any of them." You throw a pointed glare in Kyoya's direction, whose gaze flips a switch from enraged to confused in a matter of seconds.

For whatever reason, a faint flush floods Kasanoda's cheeks and the bridge of his nose, painting his face a gentle red.

"Well, well, Bossa Nova." Hikaru all but growls with malicious intent.

"Now that you've seen her naked, are you in love?"

That possibility never made it into Kyoya's churning mind until it comes out of Kaoru's mouth. He can tell he's going to have a rough upcoming day.

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The Host Club is now open for business

The next day, contrary to popular belief, has been entirely uneventful thus far. When it comes to activities pertaining to the Host Club, no extravagant theme has been prepared for today. It feels as though you've been bombarding the guests with far too many things to become invested in lately that you feel that you and the club should give them a break. Taking things back to the basics for at least a few days per week as always been part of the routine.

Amid the gentle chatter, you swing back and forth between tables, fulfilling beverage requests and offering refills to those who haven't made any requests.

When most of the guests' heads begin to glance upward, soft gasps of shock falling between parted lips, it prompts your own head to crane toward the door to see what all the fuss is about.

An all too familiar figure stands in the doorway, hands shoved in his pockets in an intimidating fashion.

"It's Kasanoda, from class D." A guest observes aloud.

"I heard he made himself Mori's apprentice."

"I wonder if that means he's training to be a host, too."

Kasanoda pays them no mind and wanders over to an empty sofa. He sits directly in the middle, hands propped on his spread knees and eyes cast to the floor.

"I'd... like to request l/n."

Most girls spring from their seats with shocked squeals and a number of questioning gasps.

"What is this?"

"Is he for real? She's not even a host!"

It would be an understatement to say that you're utterly confused. Is this another one of your dreams? If that's the case, your mind has gotten much more skilled in projecting realistic images.

The ground trembles under the sheer force of the powerful motor that raises Renge on her iconic platform, her shrill laugh reaching all ears.

"The genuine article. At long last!"

"Renge, is it true? Is he really-?"

"Could he really be-?"

You quickly spin on your heel, scurrying back to where the hosts reside and all but slamming your tray of teacups onto a nearby table. You dust off your uniform, adjusting your hair in the reflection of a teapot.

"What are you doing?" Kyoya appears behind you, arms crossed. You spin around to face him with a wide smile.

"I have my first guest! I have to look presentable." You ready a fresh tea set, dipping a new tea bag into boiling water and setting it aside to diffuse while you place new teacups onto a tray, along with a porcelain container of sugar.

"First guest?" Kyoya turns over his shoulder and spots Kasanoda, sitting on an empty sofa and patient awaiting the service of his girlfriend.

"Well, not guest... but he wants me! He wants me to go over there and act like a host!" You giggle gleefully, finally facing him head on with a giddy expression.

"But you're not a host, he can't just-" Kyoya gestures indignantly at Kasanoda.

"Please, Kyoya? Just this once? He just wants to talk, you don't have to charge him as an actual guest! Just let me do this... please?"

Your expression seems so hopeful that it actually wrecks Kyoya inside to turn you down. His shoulders slouch and he exhales heavily through his nose.

Kasanoda... isn't a real guest, Kyoya tells himself. You won't have to dote on him the way Tamaki would dote on one of his guests. He's just a visiting friend that has requested your company.

So why does Kyoya feel dread eating away at his soul?

"Fine. Go ahead." Despite his internal conflict... Kyoya revels in the squeal you let out when you scoop the tray into your arms and practically skip in Kasanoda's direction.

Tamaki is quick to approach Kyoya when you're out of earshot, "Are you really going to let her do this? Bossa Nova has no idea she's taken." He cautions as gently as he can.

Kyoya purses his lips, "I don't own her."

Tamaki nods. Kyoya makes an excellent point. You don't belong to Kyoya as a person, and if a guest requests you... it would be exceedingly rude to deny said guest in front of the remaining guests.

The notion of your debt briefly enters Kyoya's thoughts. But, you're not leaving the Host Club, so he has absolutely no right to hold that over you in this context. He simply has to sit idly by and watch you try and woo another man.

"Welcome, Kasanoda." You approach him with a cheerful smile, posture straight. You do your best to ignore the onlookers' watchful gazes as you take your seat beside him.

"So you're our guest today?" You inquire curiously, setting the tea tray onto the coffee table, arranging the teacups and their respective saucers.

Kasanoda does his best to keep a respectful distance, "Uh, that's right."

He observes you carefully, eyes trained on your side profile as you work quickly to prepare him and yourself a beverage.

Kyoya rolls his eyes; the nervous expression on Kasanoda's face is unmistakable. He's visibly struggling to keep his composure, jaw tight and teeth clenched. If Kyoya looks closely enough, he can see Kasanoda's legs trembling with earthquake like intensity.

"Care for tea? Do you take sugar?" You wait patiently for a response before moving to pour the tea.

Kyoya grimaces at your sweet, angelic voice that could enrapture the strongest-willed men and bring them to their knees at your will.

"Here, uh, let me help." Kasanoda reaches for the teapot. You pull away just in time, "Now, what kind of unofficial host would I be if I let you pour your own tea?" You tip the pot over and let the steaming tea fill the cup.

"So... l/n... you're looking pretty today."

Keeping your own composure, you feign a smile of pure innocence, "That's so cheesy! You're funny, Kasanoda." Might not be the best way to dodge flirting... but it is certainly a way.

Kasanoda's heart pulses, legs continuing to tremble under the shelter of the low table and away from your line of sight.

The twins glare a searing hole through Kyoya as he sits (seemingly) unbothered at an empty table, typing away at his laptop, "Hey, don't just sit there, Kyoya-Senpai. Get him out of here!" Kaoru pleads angrily, turning away from watching you interact sweetly with Kasanoda.

"If he's getting along with his goons so well now, why does he need to be here in the first place?" Hikaru bitterly shoves his hands in his pockets.

Heaving a sigh, Kyoya does not spare them a glance from his laptop monitor, "He's just like any other guest. He doesn't seem to be showing any outward signs of misbehavior, so I see no reason to eject him."

"He saw your girlfriend naked, for crying out loud!" Hikaru reminds.

"He's probably sitting there imagining it." Kaoru directs Kyoya's attention to Kasanoda's well-trained gaze on your figure as you pour him another cup of tea.

Kasanoda does seem incredibly tense, eyes not able to linger on you for too long and his muscles seem like they're under heavy restraint.

"Would you idiots mind your own business?" Kyoya sneers grumpily, fingers becoming much more violent when tapping his keyboard.

"But the other guests are afraid!" The twins resort to. A blatant lie.

"Oh, no, I think not."

One would have to be clinically deaf to not overhear the incessant conversation transpiring among the guests.

The twins turn over their shoulders to where Kyoya points; their guests are infatuated with the scene before them, unable to tear their prying eyes away from the pair, much to everyone's dismay.

"The look on his face is just priceless."

"I've never seen someone so in love before!"

Renge squeals, "Hello, Sumire? Forget about your stupid violin lesson and hightail it to the Host Club! I'm telling you, this is a one-in-a-million chance to witness something truly amazing!"

"Hello, Kurakano? You've got to get to the Host Club right now! If all goes well, we might have Kyoya's attention fully on the Host Club!"

The guests' intentions make themselves fully clear to Hikaru, Kaoru, and Kyoya. It's painfully obvious that you and Kyoya seem to harbor some sort of... feelings for each other, whether they know of your relationship or not. Clearly, the guests want Kyoya's attention back on them... and that means you need to be taken off the market. They hope to the listening stars above that Kasanoda manages to capture your attention.

Little do they know that you're already enraptured with a certain raven haired host... but they needn't know that.

"See? We're just fine." The twins would be fools to not be able to detect the strain in Kyoya's words.

"You money-grubbing enabler!" They curse, shaking their fists.

"Need a refill? Let me get on that!" You beam.

"Uh... thank you." Kasanoda's voice is considerably quiet and stiff.

"Oh, no. She's giving him the adorable smile-" Hikaru's voice trembles in fear.

"- the one which no man can resist!"

Kyoya knows exactly what Kaoru is referring to. There isn't a host that can ignore your infamous pleading simper. It's the same smile that convinced him to let you do what you're doing now- which he wholeheartedly regrets.

Honey giggles, "Wow. Usually you guys wouldn't waste any time interrupting the two of them." He observes expertly.

Hikaru sighs, "Yeah, but our hands are tied."

"y/n-Senpai would never forgive us if we screwed up her first attempt at hosting..." It's not secret how badly you want to be a member of the Host Club... not just work for the Host Club.

"Hey, Kyoya-Senpai, are you done pretending this isn't bothering you yet?"

"Yeah, we could really use your shadow king intimidation right now." Kaoru grumbles bitterly.

"I don't know what you're talking about. She's entertaining a guest, isn't that what we do here?" Kyoya shrugs. Though it comes difficultly with the heavy weight of dread on his shoulders.

"You're always the one telling her she can't be a host, Kyo-chan." Honey reminds with wide, innocent irises. Kyoya purses his lips.

"That's because-"

"Because you can't stand to see her with another man like that?"

Kyoya's voice of reason doesn't often come from the mouth of his blonde haired moron of a best friend. From where he's seated, Tamaki towers over him, head tilted in question.

Kyoya lets out an airy groan as he stands, shutting his laptop and tucking it under his arm, "I need y/n's input on this."

It's unclear as to what 'this' refers to, but none of the hosts have any time to inquire as Kyoya swiftly moves on, striding over to you and Kasanoda.

He approaches quietly, poorly hiding his irritated expression with the glare of light against his glasses, hand shoved in his pocket and brows slightly creased.

"Kyoya?" You tilt your head as he approaches. Kasanoda follows your line of sight, looking entirely unamused at the new presence, "Hm?"

"I was going over our next cosplay plans and realized that I lack your input, y/n." Kyoya pretends to flip through the empty pages of his notebook while glaring down at you, begging and pleading with his eyes that you'll take a hint.

"... can it wait? I'm in the middle of something." You cock a brow in genuine confusion.

Tamaki rests his forehead in his palm, watching from afar alongside the rest of the club, "Just say it, Kyoya..." He groans to himself.

Kyoya nearly huffs, "Considering there's much work to be done, I wouldn't say that it can." He musters up the most casual voice that he can.

You shrug, "Fine, then you can sit here and go over it. Anyways, as I was saying-"

Kyoya's heart drops to his stomach when he realizes that you're completely (unintentionally) overlooking his worries. He was hoping to speak with you alone and voice his discomfort but... he hadn't expected that response.

That's possibly worse than you insisting that he wait until later. The last thing Kyoya wants to do is literally sit idly by as you entertain a man who has seen the back of your bare upper body. Of course, Kyoya has been with you much more intimately. You've never... kissed Kasanoda or... you know, sat perched in his lap, tangling your fingers through his hair as you moved your lips so passionately against his-

Kyoya physically shakes his head, cheeks tinting slightly, but not noticeably. Nonetheless, Kyoya has never seen that much of your bare body, and he doesn't feel the need to ask you to show him... but it irks him that someone else has, accidentally or not.

Kyoya is shaken from his trance at the sound of your laugh, waving Kasanoda off as he's just said the funniest thing in the world. Kasanoda's blush deepens and Kyoya can practically read his thoughts by staring unwaveringly at his forehead. He's absolutely head over heels for you. That feeling is quite familiar to Kyoya.

"Good grief... why is he just sitting there doing nothing?" Hikaru crosses his arms, eyes trained on Kyoya's figure that writes in his notebook.

"I know he thinks he's smart and all... but he's kind of an idiot." Kaoru grumbles disappointingly.

"You've got that right." Tamaki assumes a similar position, leaning his weight against a nearby column as he watches Kyoya flounder internally.

"I didn't take Kyoya-Senpai for the jealous type." Haruhi appears at Tamaki's side, hands folded behind her back and peering up at Tamaki with curious eyes.

"I didn't take Kyoya for the dating type." Tamaki chuckles.

Haruhi nods slowly, processing the notion in her own way.

"I can't watch this much longer-"

"- it's getting painful." The twins nearly whine, peeking from their eavesdropping spot behind a separate column.

"And it's not helping that y/n-Senpai is so oblivious to his discomfort..." Haruhi grimaces.

"So, y/n..." Kasanoda's voice reaches your ears and you turn cheerily, adorning a smile and humming in acknowledgement.

"What's that scent you're wearing? It smells... nice." His voice trembles.

You grin widely, "Oh, thank you! I think it's Good Girl by Caroline Herrera... I really like it, it's very sweet but kind of spicy."

Kyoya nearly chokes. Where is the y/n that wouldn't tolerate a comment like that from the twins or Tamaki? His irritation is getting increasingly out of hand every time Kasanoda opens his mouth.

If this is Host y/n, his opinion toward letting you become one deteriorates all the more. He doesn't think he can handle Host y/n.

Kyoya thought that establishing a relationship with you would have prevented anything like the Karuizawa incident from happening. He can't let himself repeat that scene... he remembers the look on your face every time he would leave you stranded and he doesn't want to be the cause of that expression again.

"I wanna ask you something." Kasanoda interjects into Kyoya's thoughts indirectly. Although he's directing his inquiry to you, Kyoya's ears perk as he listens.

"Ask away." You encourage.

"Are... you into guys like me?"

You quirk a brow, "Huh?"

"Uh, oh..." Kaoru hisses, hidden mostly from sight.

"Kyoya-Senpai can't ignore that..." Hikaru purses his lips.

As if on cue, Kyoya's notebook shuts between his fingers with a loud snap! that gains both your and Kasanoda's attention. He stands to tower over the pair of you, glasses shining frighteningly as he adjusts them, notebook tucked under his arm.

"I'm not sure you understand what it means to be a guest here at the Host Club, Kasanoda."

"Oh, boy." You occupy yourself with pushing the teacups around on the tray pointlessly, lip tucked nervously between your teeth as Kyoya addresses Kasanoda coldly.

"What?" Kasanoda stands to meet Kyoya's height, although non-threateningly.

"Since y/n is too naive to tell you herself, I will." Kyoya opens his notebook with a professional tone.

"Finally, he's doing something about it."

"It states here in our rules that courting a host is strictly prohibited. Any attempts by a guest to court a host will be shut down immediately and said guest will be asked to leave, unable to return until further notice by the club's directive." With snap!, Kyoya closes his notebook again and tucks it under his arm, suppressing a smug smile.

"Go get 'em, Senpai!" Hikaru cheers from the sideline.

"Wait... what?" Kasanoda quirks a brow upward.

"I didn't think l/n was a host. Isn't she your manager?"

Silence. Kyoya internally falters, "She is our active manager, yes." He can only respond with the truth.

"That means she's not a host... right?" Kasanoda pushes further.

"No, I'm afraid not." Kyoya reluctantly admits.

"So what's wrong with trying to court her?"

Silence, once again. Kyoya bites his tongue behind his lips, teeth grinding and jaw working.

He adjusts his glasses, "Even so, I cannot allow you to pursue her in this way."

"Aren't the two of you just friends? Why do you care?"

"Oh, no." Hikaru sighs, frowning.

"He's painted him into a corner..." Kaoru whines.

If Kyoya admits that he's already taken you off the market by him in particular, the eavesdropping guests would be absolutely furious and would most likely plunge them into the depths of bankruptcy. You know that. Kyoya knows that. The entire Host Club knows that.

"Please excuse me."

As Kyoya turns on his heel to return to the remaining hosts, you feel the immense weight of guilt drop onto your shoulders and you frown, wanting so badly to call after him but you can't draw any more attention or suspicion to anything going on between the two of you.

"Senpai, that was rough-"

"- are you okay?" The twins are the first to cautiously approach Kyoya as he returns, soundly beaten.

Kyoya pinches the bridge of his nose, "I'm fine. He's right. To everyone else, we're simply friends, therefore I should outwardly have no problem with someone else pursuing her." He all but stumbles into an empty seat and props open his laptop, despite the club crowded around him.

Tamaki frowns, "I could tell y/n to ask him to leave..." He suggests, pity lacing his voice. Kyoya waves him off.

"No need, he's a paying guest after all." Kyoya opens a spreadsheet and begins diligent work.

Meanwhile, both you and Kasanoda peek over the back of the sofa, watching as the club gathers around Kyoya in his laptop corner as he pretends to work.

"You think everything's alright over there? I mean, I didn't say anything to set him off, did I?" Kasanoda worries, nervous sweat beading at his brow.

You chuckle apprehensively, "I don't think so." A blatant lie.

As the both of you return to your previous positions, Kasanoda speaks up yet again.

"l/n. Um." He leans toward you hopefully, "Do you think that we could maybe do this more often?"

You purse your lips at the question yet to come, tensing with dread.

"Because, I was just thinking, since you work for this club all day long it might kind of give you a break from all that. You know, if I came around."

Your eyes dart to the left, heart pulsing with sympathy at his concern for your well-being. You really think of Kasanoda as a sweet, considerate guy with good intentions... it's going to be difficult to reject his offer when the time comes.

"I mean if- if you want that, that is." He casts his eyes to the floor, occasionally sneaking glances at you from his peripheral vision.

You pull another innocent smile, eyes closing, "Sure thing! That way we could get to know each other better." You struggle with the acceptance, knowing that he isn't asking for anything too rash.

"Here it comes!" Renge shrieks, pupils shaped like hearts as she and the other guests wait patiently for Kasanoda's next words.

The Host Club waits on the edge of their seats as well, all uncharacteristically silent as they watch Kasanoda shake and fumble.

He leans closer to you still, "l/n, I-" Kasanoda stops mid sentence, heart beating strongly in his chest, lips unable to form words as he stares deep into your soul.

You squirm uncomfortably, gnawing on your lip and impatiently awaiting his next proclamation. The air encircling you both is tense, the atmosphere is sufficiently awkward.

Kasanoda grips the fabric of his pant leg with trembling fingers, deep in thought. He swallows hard as if preparing for the most frightening moment of his life, "I, uh, have something to say."

With every moment that he doesn't just spit out what he wants to say, another five or so years is taken off your life. You nod gently, encouraging him to just tell you whatever the hell he wants to tell you... and you have an intuitive thought as to what it is.

Watching intensely from the sidelines, Kyoya anticipates your response. Although he knows it's going to be along the lines of 'I don't have feelings for you,' he's still anxious as to how you're going to say it.

"I just wanted to tell you..." Kasanoda wonders if you can hear the intense beating of his heart through his chest. The tension grows thicker with the notion that everyone present in the room is watching carefully.

"I just wanted to tell you. That I'm-"

Oh, God, he's actually going to say it right here in front of everyone. Your mouth rushes to say something before your brain can catch up, squeaking out a semi-coherent interjection, "T-that you're glad to finally have someone to talk to!"

Trying your best to ignore the multitude of appalled faces that stem from your hurried response, you rise to your feet and slide a hand over the back of your neck, "I don't get many opportunities to practice being a host like this. We're going to be great friends."

You know the word sends a dagger straight through Kasanoda's fragile heart if his unmoving reaction is anything to go by.

"Uh, oh. Hung out to try." Renge grumbles, brows furrowed.

"He totally just got shot down!"

"He didn't even get a chance to profess his love!"

"Oh. The friends thing. That really stings!"

"I bet that rejection haunts him for the rest of his life."

"Aw, the poor guy."

"It's so tragic!"

Blow after blow on Kasanoda's pride and your guilty conscience in turn.

He turns from you, "Of course the two of us are going to be friends! Best of friends! Forever!" His voice strains considerably, as do his fingers on his knees.

You hum with a nod, allowing a relieved smile to tug at your lips with your hands folded behind your back.

Kyoya can't help the fond smirk that befalls his features, his shoulders slouching at the lack of tension in them, head tilting almost smugly.

"Bossa Nova!" Hikaru, Kaoru, and Honey burst into tears.

"Kasanoda!" The guests react similarly.

"Casanova!" Renge sniffles, whimpering, "How lovely! How absolutely beautiful!"

"You've moved us to tears!"

You can't say that you quite understand their reactions- perhaps it was simply mistaken by an act of bravery on Kasanoda's part. Nonetheless, you keep your distance from the swarming crowd of guests and hosts alike that begins to form around Kasanoda.

"We'll be your friends!"

"That was breathtaking!"

"Do it again!"

The twins shove their faces closely to Kasanoda's, "We want to be friends with you, too, Bossa Nova!" Hikaru sobs.

"Let's play kick the can!" Kaoru produces an empty can from God knows where.

"I know I'm your senpai, but I'll still be your friend! You can even hold Usa-chan!" Honey shoves Usa-chan against Kasanoda's cheek.

Renge's platform lowers back into the floor as she dabs her flowing tears, "Adieu, brave one!"

Meanwhile, Kyoya can't help but let out a laugh, returning haphazardly to his notebook with the shake of his head.

"What's so funny, Kyoya?" Tamaki teases, leaning his weight on Kyoya's shoulder with a knowing smile.

"Oh, nothing. Just thinking about how lucky I am." Kyoya offers him a small simper.

"How so?" Tamaki prys further.

"I could have easily suffered the same fate as Kasanoda when I was telling y/n how I felt." Kyoya shrugs.

Tamaki chuckles, "Ah, not so easily, my friend. I wholeheartedly believe that in any parallel universe, the two of you would have ended up together one way or another."

"You think so?" Kyoya's gaze falls onto you standing in the midst of the crowd around Kasanoda, looking so utterly confused that he has to smile for your sake.

"I wonder if something really big is gonna happen before we graduate."

"You never know."

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Another painfully long day at the Host Club results in Kyoya resting as well as he can in the comfort of his own room, legs propped up along the length of his pristinely white sofa with a book perched in one hand, his temple resting in the other with the help of the back of the sofa.

The calming silence despite the occasional gust of wind outside lulls him into a relaxed state of mind, his eyes hooded tiredly as he can barely keep up with each word he reads over.

Just as he's going to pick up his bookmark, "Special delivery." A quiet knock comes from the entryway.

Kyoya hums, shocked to find you standing in his doorway with your knuckles against the wall, your other arm supporting a decently sized and neatly wrapped box.

"Are you still mad... about the host thing?" You bite your lip anxiously.

Kyoya quirks a brow, "Mad?" He maintains his iconic monotone, turning from you almost bitterly, intrigued into how you believe he's mad will play out in the moment.

Mad would be a grand overstatement, as he's not upset with you in the slightest. But if there's one thing Kyoya enjoys, it's teasing you.

"I know I'm not a host and I shouldn't have acted like one... or blatantly overlooked your displeasure with Kasanoda being my guest."

Kyoya does not reply, eyes trained on one page in his book, no longer skimming over the words. He patiently awaits your next move.

"So I brought you a gift of sorts... as an apology." You gently place the box at the end of his sofa, heart leaping into your chest when he peers over his open book at it.

Kyoya sighs, bookmarking his page and swinging his legs onto the floor, reaching for the box, when, "Careful... it's fragile." You warn cautiously, wincing in anticipation.

Even more confused, Kyoya notices several minuscule holes poked into the top of the box. The weight inside shifts across his lap without Kyoya even touching it. Something is moving.

"What the hell did you put in the box?" Is his first response.

"Just open it." You sigh irritatedly, propping an impatient hand on your hip and shifting your weight.

Kyoya pulls the ribbon, watching it unravel before lifting the lid from the box, peering cautiously inside.

He nearly recoils when something blinks back up at him, green orbs with narrow black slits gazing into his soul as a short, stubby black tail wraps itself around the length of a huddled, darkly colored body.

Kyoya recalls this creature with a bow tied carefully around its neck as the kitten you placed in his arms before all hell broke loose for two days. Without much of a thought, Kyoya reaches into the box and takes the quiet kitten by its scruff, supporting its bottom with his remaining hand and inspecting it as if he were a veterinarian himself, brows furrowed in utter confusion.

Meanwhile, you're going to gnaw your bottom lip off at this rate, "She needs a home and my father is allergic to anything with fur so... my next thought was to give her to you."

As you speak, Kyoya cradles the delicate feline in his arms and she takes to him immediately, her body rumbling with a comfortable purr as she nuzzles into the crook of his elbow.

"You strike me as a cat person. N-Not like a cat person with dozens upon dozens of cats but... you know, just one."

Kyoya hums appreciatively, "Does she have a name?" He notices the lack of a collar around her neck.

"No, I've just been calling her little one. Seeing as she's the runt, and all."

When the little one gazes up at him with her widely innocent eyes, Kyoya can only see his own reflection in her irises, heart thumping dully but noticeably.

"So now you have another girl in your life for me to be jealous of."

Kyoya lifts his head, meeting your gaze for the first time since you appeared in his doorway with a box containing a live animal. He snickers-- an unexpected response.

"Is this your way of evening the score?" His tone is filled with amusement, resulting in a scoff from you.

"Well... sort of." You grumble, crossing your arms defensively, watching him pet the little one over her back as she turns upside down in his arms, letting out a squeak.

"Well, she certainly is adorable." Kyoya lifts her at arms length, holding her just under her arms, seemingly in thought.

"She looks like a Noel to me." He tilts his head ever so slightly, earning a similar response from the newly named feline.

"Noel it is then." You voice beside him. Noel squirms, resulting in Kyoya setting her on her feet on the sofa beside him and watching her wander about before she curls up into a ball of nothing but jet black fluff and settling in for a nap.

"So... do you like her? Do you forgive me?" You meet his gaze cautiously.

At your pleading question, Kyoya's irritated facade comes crumbling down and he stands, dipping down just slightly to steal your lips in a firm kiss and settling his arms gently around your waist.

"Indeed." He nudges your nose with his own, relishing in your glazed-over eyes as you register your surroundings.

"You had me worried there." You secure your arms behind his neck and bury your face into the junction where his shoulder meets his neck, standing on the tips of your toes to reach it.

"What kind of couple would be we be if we didn't worry each other?" Kyoya teases.

"A healthy, less stressed couple." You grumble, slightly muffled.

Kyoya rolls his eyes, bending at his knees as he scoops your off your feet, hauling you over his back and smirking at your squeal.

"Put me down!" You kick your feet, gripping onto the black of his blazer for dear life.

"Come on, we've got to look at pet supplies."

"You mean you have to look at pet supplies." You correct quickly, giving up in your endeavors to escape and dangling limply over his back as Kyoya carries you around the sofa and toward the stairs leading to his bed.

"Ah, I see what your intentions were now- you're dumping her off on me." He teases

"No! She was an…apology." Your voice grows weaker as more blood rushes to your head, your eyes growing significantly hooded, "I think I'm going to pass out." You warn.

Kyoya quickly maneuvers you from draping over his back like a rag doll to lying gracefully in his arms bridal style.

"Better?" He raises a playful brow.

Dizzily, you uncross your eyes, "Much."

🎵I run and run a thousand miles, and I am barely breathing. Only the fuel of a passionate heart keeps this body strong and moving forward.

Could it be I found a place to rest? How far until I’m OK?

Trees of the town reveal the time has come once again to shift our shade and colors. 🎵

🎵The world always changes around us but weakness will always remain;

Through all the pain, believe in who we are right here and now! 🎵

🎵Raise one hand to the sky; raise them both lift them high!!

And you’ll cut through the darkness make it go!

The time to start is now! And I can show you how.

Start with me, and the world will be even bigger than ever before. 🎵

♡Next time, on Indeed...♡

And so we learn just how y/n l/n ended up working for the infamous Host Club, with the addition of how you and Kyoya definitely could have worked things out differently. But, you know Kyoya. When are things ever going to be easy?

♡We'll see you then!! ♡

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