#looking forward to the ride this show takes us on every week as we learn more!
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Things from Wandee Goodday ep 3 I can't stop thinking about:
I love so much that we got some good friends with benefits tension around personal boundaries when Dee asked who Yei was and then backed off (but Yak told him anyway). And between the jokes about rimming, Dee demanding Yak pay more attention to his dick last episode, and starting this episode in the 69 position, I am very, very here for this show saying over and over that sex is not just one act.
[ID: Gif of the beginning of episode 3, whichi is a pan-to-shot of Dee and Yak laying in 69 position on the floor under blankets]
i loved the different responses to hearing someone you love is in a "Friends with Benefits" situation; Kao warned Dee not to catch feelings or read too much into the situation and Cher/Yei teased Yak for lying to himself about what the situation is. Both are super valid and speak to who Dee and Yak are, who Kao and Cher/Yei are, and all of their experiences with love. And it speaks to the closeness of these relationships too, that Cher noticed Yak's necklace gone immediately and Kao similarly clocked its addition on Dee instantly.
Super here for Kao being the ultimate support bestie at work, equal parts haranguing and backing Dee up. Their relationship is perfection.
I really liked Yak peace-ing out of their agreement when Dee dropped a huge request with no context, that was so valid and in the spirit of FWB (he didn't actually owe him a bigger conversation).
I've already reblogged a couple of other people (@negrowhat and @lurkingshan) talking about this so I won't belabour it, but I am judging Dee for not only ignoring Yak's boundaries by going to his workplace and forcing him to train him and then flirting with him during training sessions after Yak both made clear he's worried about being out at work and had ended their agreement. I hope we get more of an explanation for Yak's reticence about dating a man while aiming for the championship as well as his change of mind.
The conversations with Cher and Oyei have me so curious about their history! Tell me everything, show. I put these questions in tags on a gifset (but to put them on main: Where is Oyei and Yak's father (who is also a former champ but apparently uninvolved with this family business, if he's still alive)? What happened to Yak's mother that he doesn't know if he takes after her? Why can they go to Cher's family for financial help but not Yei/Yak's (to the point where they had to take out what sounds like a predatory loan during COVID)? What is Cher afraid of re: being seen being affectionate to Oyei, and where does that come from? Is this history related to why Yak is so worried about his relationship to Dee getting in the way of his championship? All of this is seeded so organically and I'm so, so curious. It also has me even more in my feelings about Cher and Yei calling Yak their son.
[ID: Gif of Yei saying to Cher: I own this place. What's there to be afraid of? From the set linked in the paragraph above]
[I have a clown theory that Cher and Oyei's relationship is why his dad is out of the picture and his gym is in financial trouble (because it prevented Yei from getting sponsorship despite being a champion), and why Yak is worried about being in a relationship with a man even though he knows his brother won't care...we'll see how much of this the show pulls together!]
The flash of trauma from Dee at the crosswalk was interesting too; where is that going? What happened in Dee's past and how is it going to affect the story in future?
[More clown speculation: Is it related to why Dee is so good with patients and passionate about ortho? Has he seen someone in his life become disabled due to physical injury?]
Speaking of, I really loved seeing Dee be good at his job and great with patients and their families. In addition to it being just nice to see and good for our understanding of his character, it sets him up to have a fighting chance in the contest too, since patients apparently get a vote.
I love love love the camaraderie and giggling between Dee and Yak around making Ter jealous and shoving their fake relationship in those gossiping nurses' faces. The way they are actually friends who like one another and enjoy spending time together is just really wonderful to watch.
My biggest question is: Will Dee get a chance in this narrative to show up for Yak the way Yak has been showing up for Dee? And how can that current imbalance be reconciled with this all leading towards Dee trying to get a placement to go abroad--and his self-stated toxic trait of always needing to win? [shoutout to @chicademartinica for laying that out succinctly in her post]
In the meantime, I'm having a blast.
#wandee goodday#bl meta#typed so that i can stop thinking it#this show is laying down a lot of groundwork and doing a lot of things i really like#with a few things that have me nervous#looking forward to the ride this show takes us on every week as we learn more!
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Unexpected Turn of Events Pt. 3
Tonowari x Fem!Reader
I do not own any fanart or screenshots used with my stories.
Warnings: Will not be 100% right with the events of ATWOW. Things are definitely not worded the same. Js.
Pt.2 here. Pt.4 here.
It had been weeks since you started being taught by Tonowari. Things had been going smoothly and you were learning in an accelerated rate. Right now you were making your way back to your marui after a day full of training. Mostly learning to ride a tsurak, because Tonowari has decided he feels that you're almost ready. He'd been giving you lessons on how to properly mount and keep hold of the beast. You had to admit that they were beautiful up close, and you were starting to feel comfortable around them. You were pulled from your reverie when you heard the horns sounding, and Tsireya rode past you on her ilu.
"Everyone our brothers and sisters have returned!" She called out and everyone started to jump into the water. You were watching with a small smile when Tonowari appeared infront of you on his tsurak.
"(Y/n) ride with me and meet my spirit brother." He said and you couldn't deny him. You had become very close to him in the time he had been teaching you. You sat behind him and wrapped your arms around his midsection. The two of you made your way to the tulkun and Tonowari got off of his tsurak to greet one. You assume it was his spirit brother from the happy interaction between them. Tonowari gestured to you and motioned for you to approach. You do so and he turns back to his spirit brother. He lets out a loud cry and Tonowari's smile is so wide it seems like he might split his face in half.
"Yes. Eywa and Ronal have blessed me." He signed to his brother who responded with another loud wail. "Yes, she is very beautiful.-" They continue to converse but the sound of a lonely song that you understood rang in your ears. You look around and find the source of the song. You go up to the surface for some air and then dive back down to the tulkun in question. She was beautiful and she had a calf with her. She seemed surprised when you swam up directly beside her and waved hello.
"Are you alright? I heard your cries from over there and wanted to make sure you were okay." You signed and she seemed to look directly into your soul.
"My sister died years ago. She promised me from the afterlife that she would send someone to take her place. But it has been a longtime." She says and you frown.
"I am sorry for your loss. Is there anyway that I may help ease your pain?" You ask her through sign and her eyes seem to widen.
"You can understand me?" She asks.
"Yes. Almost as though you were speaking directly into my mind." You tell her.
"It has been so long. Ronal has delivered on her promise. She sent me a new sister." The tulkun said and you had to remind yourself that you were underwater, therefore unable to gasp.
"What is your name?" You ask her.
"My name is Roa, and this is my calf." She said and seemed to move to a new position directly infront of you. "You are my sister. May we bond?" She asks and you nod. Unbeknownst to you, your absence next to the Olo'eyktan had gained his attention along with Jake and Neytiri's. The three had gathered and watched you interact with the tulkun with interest. Roa's mouth opened wide and you got the gist and swam forward into her mouth. Her mouth closed and you continued to float forward until a glowing part inside of her unfurled. You assume it was her queue so you pulled yours infront of you, and connected them. Both of you shared your memories with one another, and you smiled as she showed you memories with Ronal and them singing together. Every bit of your lives shared with eachother as though you were both there for everything. When the bond was done you exited her mouth at her prompt and went to the surface for air. You went back into the water and continued to speak with her.
"You were a sky person?" She asks and you deflate a bit.
"Yes, but you could see why I do not associate with them any longer. Their planet is dying, they are trying to kill this planet as well, and I refuse to be one of them." You tell her and she nuzzles the tip of her nose to you and you pet her.
"You were as beautiful then as you are now. I hope you and Olo'eyktan are happy together once you pass your iknimaya. Tonowari deserves happiness after the tragedy that befell his family with Ronal." Roa said.
"I do not want to replace a woman as mighty as Ronal. I can only hope that I can come somewhat close to who she was." You signed.
"As humble as she was I see. You will make a beautiful Tsahík when the time comes." She says and you smile softly. Her eyes shift behind you. "We have company sister." You turn to find Tonowari and your two friends.
"Roa I see you have found your new sister." Tonowari greets her.
"Yes, and isn't she beautiful!" Roa exclaims excitedly.
"What did she say (Y/n)?" Tonowari asks.
"She said, 'Yes, and isn't she beautiful!'" You translated to him and his eyes soften drastically as he looks into your eyes.
"Yes. Yes she is Roa." Tonowari signs and Roa seems to chortle with laughter of some kind.
"Smitten already Olo'eyktan." Roa seems to joke and you smile brightly at what she says.
"I am smitten with him as well Roa. He is a beautiful soul, and an amazing father and leader." You sign to her well aware that Tonowari can understand what you're saying. You look over to him and his cheeks have flushed at your words.
"Hoping for some of your own someday then?" Roa asks.
"Yes. In my human form, I was past safe childbearing age. In this form, I feel younger and safer to have children." You sign to her and she wails happily.
"We are about to travel sister. I will see you again soon." Roa says and you nod.
"I am very happy you are my sister, Roa. You have a beautiful calf, and I wish you safe travels." You sign to her and she leaves with her calf. When you surface with Tonowari, Jake, and Neytiri they all cheer. Tonowari pulls you onto the back of his tsurak and cheers loudly for everyone to turn to him.
"We have a new bond!" Tonowari announces to the clan and everyone cheers happily. He turns to you with a proud look. "You are ready." He states and your breath hitches in your throat. Jake and Neytiri show you wide smiles as they tap your sides and you blush. You spent the rest of the afternoon with Tonowari, Jake, and Neytiri and noticed something odd.
"It's been awfully quiet since the Tulkun left." You said and the others seemed to notice the foreboding silence.
"Has anyone seen the kids since the tulkun?" Jake asks and you shake your head Neytiri and Tonowari also shaking their heads. Ra'ina knocks on the side of the entrance to Tonowari's marui.
"(Y/n), my son hurt himself on the coral while he was hunting with his friends." Ra'ina said somewhat rushed and you stood quickly.
"What color was the coral?" You ask and she shakes her head.
"I don't know. I just saw the blood and that it would need stitches and came to you immediately." She admits. You turn to the others and Tonowari nods once to dismiss you.
"I understand ma (Y/n). I will let you know when the children are located." Tonowari says and you nod. You turn and follow Ra'ina back to your marui.
"We brought him here hoping you were here, but you weren't. I am sorry to disturb your day." She says and you shake your head.
"No need for apologies. Your son's health matters more than freetime." You say as you burst into your pod and go to the teenage boy. "What color was the coral you injured yourself on?"
"It was red with blue veining." The boy says weakly. You grab the box with your supplies and start grabbing what you need and applying the necessary salves and ointments. You disinfect the wound then start applying the necessary healing salves and wrap his wound in seaweed bandages.
"He will have a fever for a few days, but he will be okay. Do not allow him in the water and he should try to keep unnecessary movement to a minimum. Take this with you and he will be fine within the next few days." You told Ra'ina and she nodded with a thankful smsmile.
"Thank you Tsahík." The boy says tiredly and you shake your head.
"It's no problem child, but I am just a healer." You tell him.
"Tell that to Olo'eyktan." He jokes and then laughs at his joke only to grimace and stop.
"Maybe work your way into joking child." You tell him.
"I will carry him home." His father says and you nod.
"It will probably be best. He doesn't need to flex his muscles too much or his stitches could pop and an infection could set in. Ensure that he eats three healthy full meals a day." You tell them and they nod. His father picks him up and the family leaves back to their marui. You clean up the area and decide to go back to Tonowari's marui. Jake and Neytiri standing just outside didn't go unnoticed by you or the crowd of all of their children just inside.
"Sit." You heard Tonowari say and you entered the marui.
"Sorry I was late." You whisper to him and he offers you a hand to sit next to him. You accept and lower yourself onto your knees next to him.
"I said sit down!" Tonowari yells when he notices that Lo'ak was the only one who sat down. Tsireya looks as though she's been crying and Ao'nung looks like he's restraining himself from going and comforting her.
"Uhm... What happened in my absence?" You ask the room but instead, a pregnant silence answered you.
"My children allowed Lo'ak to bond with an outcast tulkun named Payakan." Tonowari told you and you looked at him confused. "I will explain later yawne." He whispers and you nod.
"Sir, payakan isn't a killer. He saved my life." Lo'ak spoke for the first time since you arrived.
"You will listen to me boy. Payakan is outcast for a reason. He killed many tulkun and Na'vi." Tonowari said in a harsh quiet voice only a leader could produce. A voice that Jake's children had heard many times before, and you, yourself had been on the receiving end of once.
"No. He is a good tulkun." Lo'ak argued calmly.
"That's enough." Jake said to Lo'ak but he ignored his father as usual.
"I saw everything. He wanted to put a stop to the tulkun hunters. The sky people killed those tulkun and Na'vi." Lo'ak said and Jake walked forward and squatted menacingly next to his son.
"I said that's enough." Jake whispered harshly in Lo'aks ear and you couldn't help but shiver at the threatening tone.
"In the earliest songs, the tulkun fought for territory and spread violence. They eventually came to an understanding and vowed off violence. This is the tulkun way, and because of this Payakan is outcast. He gathered those Na'vi and other tulkun, he led that attack, and he was the only one to survive." Tonowari told Lo'ak who seemed to be keeping himself from rolling his eyes.
"I'm sorry sir, but you're wrong. I just know what I know." Lo'ak says and you tap Tonowari. He looks at you and you gesture to Lo'ak silently asking if you may butt in. He hesitates then nods and you both turn back to Lo'ak.
"Lo'ak what Olo'eyktan is trying to say is that their way is a way of peace and tranquility. A way that Payakan strayed from when he decided to attack the sky people. He is not saying that trying to fight the sky people is wrong. Only that it is not the way of the tulkun to fight... That is our place. To protect our brothers and sisters in their times of need." You tell him but he shakes his head and looks back at Tonowari.
"Can I be dismissed now?" Lo'ak asks calmly but with an edge and Tonowari shoos him away. You stood up and went over to Tsireya and placed a hand on her shoulder.
"Are you alright Reya?" You asked her and she looked up at you with teary eyes.
"I have duties to attend." She responds then briskly leaves. You turn to Tonowari and quirk a brow.
"I will explain." He says and the two of you stand to the side of his marui and he takes a deep breath. Then he explains everything that happened and what was said and when.
"Wari... I know you were upset, but you will need to apologize for what you said to your daughter. I know she means everything to you, and it must've hurt you to say those things to her. I know that we as adults say things in anger to our children, but as adults, we must also realize that we must apologize for wrong things we said." You tell him. "It teaches them accountability. Shows them that even though we are their elders we know how to acknowledge our mistakes."
"I know, but she knows better than to allow someone to bond with an outcast tulkun. She just stood by and watched instead of interfering and stopping him." Tonowari says and you sigh.
"Ma Tonowari..." You say quietly and cup his cheek. "If there's anything I know about Lo'ak he inherited both of his parents' stubbornness. Even if she had intervened she wouldn't have been able to stop him. He would've pushed past her to do it anyways. Tsireya is a good child and doesn't deserve to be punished for Lo'aks wrongdoing." You tell him and he sighs as he nuzzles into the palm of your hand. He reaches up and grabs your hand hmwith his own and kisses your palm.
"Come. Jake and I have decided to get you to ride tsurak today. We still have plenty of daylight." Tonowari said and led you over to Jake who was waiting outside of the marui.
"Look at her Tonowari... She's pale." Jake jokes and you smack his arm. "Ow! Again with the abuse."
"In order for it to be abuse you have to be mine to abuse... And no offense to Neytiri, but I do not want to have to deal with what she deals with when it comes to you. I like my men calm and collected. Not dumb and rash." You jest with him and he mocks offense.
"I'm hurt. I thought you loved me." Jake said with fake hurt in his voice.
"Skxawng." You whispered but both men obviously heard as they both chuckled.
"Yeah well I doubt you'll beable to hold on. If I couldn't how are you going to?" Jake fired back.
"Unlike you, I've taken the time to train with an ilu to better prepare me for this moment, Sully." You said and he sighed exaggeratedly. The three of you now stood in the water for Jake and Tonowari it was waist-deep, but for you, it was chest deep. The two men had called on two others to bring over the tsurak and help hold him in place. You stared at the back of the beast trying not to laugh at how short you still were. Jake noticed and choked back a chuckle.
"Shut it skxawng. You used to be shorter than me." You said and he rolled his eyes as he looked at you.
"I was literally crippled." Jake deadpans and you chuckle then jump up onto the back of the tsurak.
"Remember (Y/n). When you dive into the water position is very important." Tonowari says seriously and you nod.
"Wish me luck." You say after you make tsaheylu and level your breathing with the tsurak. After you stabilized your bond you motioned for them to let go, and off you went. Keeping a tight grip on the handle and keeping your position correct. You finally dove under the water and kept ahold of the handle and you went back above the water. Both Tonowari and Jake joined your sides on their tsurak and Jake yips excitedly. You look at Tonowari and he smiles wide and proud then joins Jake with you following shortly after. A shadow flies over the three of you and you look up to see Neytiri she joins her mate in yodeling at your success. The four of you meet back up in the shallows and Tonowari picks you up in excitement. A decent amount of the village had gathered to watch your last rite of passage. Everyone gathered on the shore cheered happily as Tonowari turned you to face his clan.
"You are now an acknowledged adult in the eyes of the people. Now you may pick a mate." Tonowari whispers in your ear and you blush at his words.
"I already have, and I have a feeling he has picked me as well." You say bashfully and he smirks.
"And you're so sure?" Tonowari asks with a teasing tone.
"Hmm maybe he hasn't." You said with a fake pout and he chuckles and nuzzles into your neck.
"I want to do this in the traditional sense. I want to court you properly, ma (Y/n)." Tonowari says tenderly and your heart melts.
"Then who am I to stand in your way?" You ask with a soft voice and he smiles.
"Thank you. Now I believe there is a celebration for you." Tonowari says and leads you to the crowd on the beach. The moment you're on the beach you're tackled in a hug by several sets of arms. Loud yipping and cheering can be heard from the children crowding you.
"Neteyam... I can't breath." You tell the boy who has latched onto your midsection and started to squeeze as hard as he could.
"Sorry Auntie. I'm. Just proud." Neteyam says bashfully.
"It is alright Nete." You say with a faint smile as his siblings now bombard you with questions and happy chattering. Tonowari watched as you interacted with his and Jake's kids and how you treated them as your own. His mind drifted off to thinking about you interacting with the children the two of you might have in the future.
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The Hell I Overcame Part 2
Note: So sorry this took so long! My mental health has been bad, but here is part 2!!!!!!! Let me know if yall want to be on the tag list.
Ultraviolet and Bad Omens were now a week into the tour and things were falling into place. Mia had a much easier time taking the stage with less panic and more excitement every show. Fans in the audience were learning the Ultraviolet songs from the setlist and sang along with the band while they performed their set. Noah and Mia even had a secret handshake that they did before Ultraviolet took the stage.
Both bands had arrived in Orlando, the next stop on the tour. It was their day off, so Mia was looking forward to enjoying the day.
“Last one off is a rotten egg!” Travis shouted as he quickly started to make his way toward the front of the bus and Mia let out a slight chuckle.
“He can be crazy sometimes,” Alex said as he looked at Mia and shook his head.
“Definitely the craziest one out of our group,” Mia said with a small smile as she grabbed the strap of her backpack and put it over her shoulder. “Do you need help with anything?” she asked as she looked at Alex.
“No, I can manage. I just can’t wait to sleep in a comfy hotel bed for the next two nights,” Alex said as he shoved his laptop in his backpack.
“Now that is something we can both agree on,” Mia agreed as she put her sunglasses on the top of her head. “I’ll see you in the hotel,” she said and started to walk toward the front of the bus.
The moment that Mia was off of the bus, she moved her sunglasses down over her eyes and took a deep breath in as she looked around. Orlando was beautiful, sunny, and hot.
“I think I grabbed all the luggage off from under,” Bill, the tour bus driver said.
“Thanks, Bill. If anything is missing, one of us will be out to grab it,” Mia said as she looked around at everything. “But I think you got it. Thanks,” she said as she grabbed the handle of her suitcase.
“How was the ride?” Mia heard Noah ask as she started to roll her suitcase behind her.
“It was good. Got a decent nap in. I think traveling is starting to catch up to me,” Mia answered with a small smile as she glanced over at Noah while they slowly walked toward the hotel together.
“Yeah, you’ll get used to it,” Noah said as he looked over at her.
“Mia!” Travis shouted and both Mia and Noah looked over. “Look! It’s a lizard!” he shouted as he pointed at something on the tree.
“Leave it alone!” Mia shouted playfully as she shook her head and they continued to walk again. “Do you have an extra spot open in Bad Omens? Could you use another member?” she joked as she kept walking.
“Nope, our band is currently full,” Noah replied with a chuckle as they reached the entrance to the hotel.
Noah grabbed the door handle and held it open for Mia.
“Thank you,” Mia said with a smile and headed inside the hotel.
Matt handed out the room keys to Bad Omens while Devon handed out the keys to Ultraviolet. Mia took her key and headed over toward the elevator with Noah. The doors closed and Mia stood there as she waited for the elevator to reach the floor they were on.
“Got any plans for today?” Noah asked as he looked over at Mia.
“Not really. Probably going to enjoy the day off, maybe do a little exploring,” she replied as she looked over at him. “What about you?”
“Probably the same. Just glad to have a day off,” he said as he leaned back against the wall.
“Have you ever been here before? I wasn’t sure what there was to do,” she said as the elevator doors opened.
“Yeah, I’ve been here a couple of times. If you want, I think the guys were thinking about doing some exploring. You guys are more than welcome to join us,” he offered, holding the door to the elevator open for her to step out.
“That would be great,” Mia said as she wheeled her luggage out of the elevator and Noah followed behind her.
The key card said 342. Mia walked down the hallway and heard Travis as he walked towards them from the opposite direction.
“You guys took the elevator and we got here at the same time,” Travis said out of breath.
“What did you do, run up the stairs?” Mia inquired as she stopped at room 342.
“Pretty much,” Travis said as he got his key card out.
“Travis, I was just telling Mia. The guys and I were planning on doing some sightseeing around the city. You guys are more than welcome to join us,” Noah said as Mia opened the door to her room.
“That sounds fun. What time do you guys want to go?” Travis asked as Mia leaned back against the door and looked at the both of them.
“How about 30 minutes? Is that good for you guys?” Noah asked as he looked at Travis and then Mia.
“Yeah, that works for me,” Mia replied with a smile.
During the 30 minutes, Mia took a quick shower, blow-dried her hair, put some light makeup on, and changed into a pair of jean shorts and a cropped graphic tee. She slipped into her vans just as there was a knock at her door.
“Coming!” she yelled as she grabbed her crossbody bag and sunglasses from the bed.
The moment she opened the door, she saw Noah standing there. He had changed into one of the Bad Omens band tees and a pair of black shorts.
“Are you ready to go?” he asked as he looked over at her.
“Yeah,” she answered as she stepped out into the hall, closing the door behind her. “Are Travis and Alex ready?”
“Yeah, they already headed down to the lobby with the other guys,” he said as they walked over to the elevator.
Once Mia and Noah met up with the rest of the group, they headed out of the hotel together to start the sightseeing.
After about an hour of walking around, the crew decided to head into Beth’s Burger Bar to get some lunch. Mia sat down by the window while Noah sat down across from her. The rest of the crew sat down while they started to order their drinks.
“I’ll just have water,” Mia requested as she looked at the waitress.
The rest of the crew, besides Noah, ended up ordering beer. Mia started to look over her menu as she decided on what to get to eat. The waitress came over and set the drinks down for each person. The moment the waitress set Travis’s beer down, Mia glanced at it and then looked back down at her menu.
“Hey,” she said to Travis. “Can you…umm…maybe move your beer over to the other side?” she quietly said.
“Oh, yeah,” Travis said as he moved the beer away from her and Noah glanced up at her. “Sorry, Mia. I didn’t even think.”
“It’s okay,” she reassured him.
When Mia felt eyes on her, she looked around and saw that Noah was looking at her. She gave him a small smile and turned to look at the menu.
Everyone got their food and started to talk amongst themselves about different things. Mainly about how the tour had gone so far and what to expect with the next couple of shows.
“Dude, that confetti was way too much the other night,” Noah said as he shook his head.
“Yeah, you almost choked on it when you were singing,” Alex mentioned before finishing off his beer.
“That confetti is everywhere by the time the show is over. I found some in my backpack the other day. Not sure how it got there,” Travis mentioned and Mia let out a slight chuckle. “Did you put it there?”
“Maybe,” Mia said with a guilty look and put a french fry in her mouth.
Once everyone was stuffed, they headed out of the restaurant. As they continued to walk, they ended up making their way to a nearby beach. Mia sat down on the sand, taking her shoes off. Noah took a seat beside her as the rest of the guys headed toward the water.
“Mia! Come on!” Travis shouted as he turned back to look at her.
“No, I’m good,” she shouted as she shook her head and laughed. “They’re crazy.”
They both sat there for a couple of minutes before Noah decided to break the silence between them.
“So, I couldn’t help but notice, and if you don’t feel comfortable discussing it, it’s fine,” Noah started to say. “Back at the restaurant…”
“I used to have a problem with alcohol,” Mia immediately confessed as she looked out at the ocean. “A couple of years ago, I was going through a lot of stress and depression. My family, they were causing my mental health to decline. I always felt like I was never good enough for them. No matter what I did, it was never good enough,” she added as Noah continued to listen. “As I continued to go through the depression, I was using alcohol more and more. I was drinking pretty much every night and was picking alcohol that was higher in alcohol content, basically to numb me,” she explained as she looked over at Noah and he nodded his head before she continued. “This continued for almost a year until I felt I had reached my breaking point. I reached my point when I woke up and didn’t remember what I had said or done the night before. I didn’t realize it until Travis and Alex explained it to me and then that’s when I realized that I needed to stop. They told me ‘You did this and you said that’, but I couldn’t remember doing it. It wasn’t worth it anymore and once I became sober, I felt like a completely different person. I realized that I didn’t need alcohol just because I was upset or stressed out,” she finished explaining. “Sorry…I didn’t mean to just dump all of that on you,” she apologized as she shook her head and looked at him.
“No, don’t apologize,” Noah said as he continued to look at her. “I know how it feels to go through something like that. I went through a rough point in my life and did things that I wasn’t proud of due to the alcohol that I was drinking. I ended up quitting a few months ago,” he confessed and Mia looked at him. “I know how rough life can be and at the time, alcohol just seemed to be the way to go. Honestly, I don’t miss it. I feel much healthier now and through therapy, I have found other ways to deal with my life when I am going through a rough time.
“I had thought about doing therapy but never did. I find it easier to talk to people that I know instead of a stranger. Alex and Travis have been there for me through a lot,” she mentioned as she watched the two guys splash water at each other. “They are pretty much the brothers that I never had.”
“Well, we can be there for each other. If you ever need to talk or anything, you have my number. You can call or text whenever you need to,” he recommended.
“I appreciate that, Noah. Thank you,” Mia whispered with a small smile.
“No problem. I know it can get a little tough while being on the road. Fame and fandom can both be difficult at times. It will be good for us to have each other to lean on when we need it,” Noah added.
Mia and Noah both smiled at each other. Noah stood up and held out his hand to Mia. She took it and he helped her stand up. The two of them walked down closer to the water and laughed as their bandmates messed around with each other.
Once everyone decided they were ready to head back to the hotel, they all started to walk. By the time they got back to the hotel, Mia went to head inside, but she heard a guy shout her name. She looked over to see a man standing there with a smile spread wide on his face.
“Do you mind if I get a picture with you?” the man questioned nervously as he held up his phone.
“Sure,” Mia exclaimed with a smile and walked towards him.
Noah walked over and the man handed the phone to him. He took the phone and Mia stood next to the guy. She took a picture with him.
“Are you planning on coming to the show tomorrow night?” Mia asked after Noah handed the phone back to the guy.
“Yes and I bought VIP, so I will be able to take another picture with you,” the man said with a smile and Mia smiled back.
“Alright, well in that case, I will see you tomorrow,” she smiled with a small wave.
She walked away from the guy and Noah held the door open for her.
“Thanks for today,” Mia said as they walked down the hotel hallway together. “I totally needed it.”
“Same here. Glad that we had a chance to hang out,” Noah expressed as they reached their hotel room doors.
“Well, I’ll see you tomorrow,” Mia chimed as she unlocked her door.
“Have a good night,” Noah smiled as he glanced back at her.
She pushed her door open and smiled at Noah before she closed the door. She was glad to have someone like Noah in her life.
The next day before heading to the venue, Mia rushed to gather everything she needed into her backpack for tonight's show.
There was a quick knock on the door followed by a loud, “MIA! LET’S GO!” She recognized it as Alex’s voice. She groaned, she slept in today and was running very late.
“I’m coming I swear,” she screamed through the door, zipping up her backpack, grabbing her phone and purse before running to the door. She whipped it open to reveal Alex and Travis impatiently waiting for her.
“Sorry guys,” Mia muttered as they all power-walked to the elevator. She huffed as the elevator door opened and they were power-walking again, this time to the bus that was taking them to the venue.
By the time they got there, they were late for soundcheck. They all ran to the stage, tossing their things to the side of the stage, and grabbed their instruments, plugging them in.
“Tsk tsk, you guys are late,” Devon groaned into the mic in the sound booth.
“I’m sorry, I’m out of it today,” Mia confessed into the mic. Before anyone could say anything, Alex tapped his drumsticks together, timing out the beginning of their set, and started to play. Everyone quickly started the song.
Before the show, there was the usual VIP event. Both bands were in their designated areas across from each other.
After a bunch of pictures and conversations with the VIP fans, someone came up who was familiar. He introduced himself as William.
“Hi, Mia!” William exclaimed, “We met yesterday at your hotel. We took a picture together.”
“William, I remember! How are you? Are you excited for the show?” Mia questioned with a smile across her face.
“I can’t wait to see you guys play again,” William confessed.
“Again?” Mia screeched loudly. Alex and Travis were wrapping up with some of the other VIP fans before their attention was ripped to Mia’s outburst.
“Yeah! I’m trying to go to as many shows as you guys have on this tour! So far I’ve been to three shows! Each one is so good!” William revealed.
“No shit! Three shows?” Travis blurted out as he and Alex came over to hear this conversation.
“It’s been so fun. This is the first time I got VIP tickets though. Should we take the picture?” William asked Ultraviolet.
“Of course!” Mia exclaimed as the four of them reassembled into a line with their arms around each other. They all smiled as the camera guy counted down from three.
“Can I get a hug from you guys?” William shyly questioned.
“Totally can dude!” Alex said before patting William on the back.
After getting hugs from everyone, William wished them a great show and disappeared into the crowd.
“Dude, that’s crazy! Going to as many shows on our tour? We have a loyal fan!” Alex whispered excitedly to Travis and Mia before they continued the meet and greet.
After Ultraviolet played their set, they ran off stage and Mia bumped into Noah.
“Great set! You killed it!” Noah smiled down at her as she wiped her forehead with the back of her hand.
“Thank you,” Mia blushed as they completed their handshake before Noah bounced onto the stage. Mia watched him leave longer than normal.
A hand on her shoulder made her jump, “Sorry,” Travis smirked before disappearing.
Taglist: @thatchickwiththecamera
#bad omens#noah sebastian#nick folio#jolly karlsson#nicholas ruffilo#bad omens fic#noah sebastian fic#bad omens fanfic
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Everywhere, Everywhere
Minors DNI
Sub!Renjun x top, black, fem!reader
Warnings: subby vibes, fluffy vibes, mutual masturbation, unprotected sex, overstimulation, Renjun is a fkn lil guy
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The first time you see Renjun is at a party Mark throws and it's the particular way his eyes light up when you look at him. You're not usually into parties but he made you really happy that you decided to show up. "I- um... you're Mark's friend? I'm his friend too uh... I'm Renjun." He says. His cheeks are rosy and you think he's drunk but Jesus, he's so pretty and his smile is too shy for his own good. Gentle. Pretty. Shy. Warm. Those are the words that come to you as you converse with Renjun. His laughter, his voice, the way he leans into you to show you photos from an art gallery he went to a few days earlier. He's the sweetest drunk boy you've ever met.
The next time you see Renjun is in the Sears that's going out of business in a month. His long dark hair is partially dyed silver beneath. He has knick-knacks and sweaters in a clear, giant reusable shopping back and when he sees you, he waves and smiles so big that it's like watching the sunrise. He's beautiful. "Y/n! Hey!" He says sweetly. You two shop together and you learn that he likes clutter items because his parents were neat freaks and liked everything in its place. He overshares a bit but you don't mind because you'll never repeat anything he says to anyone else. He likes that you remember things as he tells you and when you mention those things, he beams because his parents weren't big on talking or listening so he learned to be his own company. He tells you how shy he used to be and how he's gotten so much more social since he's been on his own and how his therapist told him that he should start doing the things that his parents had told him wouldn't benefit him. You listen and you agree because his therapist is right. You're glad he's coming out of his own head and you're glad that he's happy. He asks you for your phone number and says he looks forward to talking with you more.
You see Renjun again at a red light a week later and it's cold and rainy. He waves to you and you both roll your windows down to greet each other. You both just so happen to be going to the same sushi bar near the docks. You both park your cars and when you get out, you embrace in the rain and his hugs are even warmer than his smile. He hugs you like he means it and it's strong but gentle and when you separate, he smiles again, "It's so nice to see you." He says. "Likewise." You reply. You talk over sushi and cheap beer and he's funny. You share stories about growing up, college, and how different life is from what you both expected it to be. You learn that Renjun wanted to be a veterinarian but somehow ended up working as a DJ for a local station. You promise to listen to his show every morning. When you finish eating, Renjun asks you if you want to ride with him further down the docks to look at the water and of course you do because this night could last forever as long as you're with him. When he parks his car, he turns to look at you, "I come down here a lot. It's quiet and the water is really beautiful." He says. "I used to come down here a lot but then I kinda just stopped one day. I wish I hadn't stopped. So much has changed down here and it's really cool." You say. He nods, "Maybe we can come down here together? It gets lonely sometimes." You sit in silence for a while and watch the waves dash back and forth. Renjun reaches over and takes your hand in his. It isn't like he's trying to be suave or seductive. It's just a gesture and it feels nice. It feels comforting and you think that maybe he just doesn't have the words to tell you that he likes this time your're sharing. "You know, I um... just go with me on this for a minute, okay?" He pipes up nervously. "Hm?" You say. "I wanna kiss you and I kinda feel like you wanna kiss me but I could be wrong? Am I wrong?" He babbles. You kiss him and he sighs as he melts into you. It's sweet and warm and his hands come up to touch your face. He kisses you with that same sincerity he has when he held your hand and you feel him etch his initials into your spirit.
You see Renjun more and more until finally, he invites you to his apartment for a sleepover and when you arrive at his door with your overnight bag, he beams with excitement. He can't cook so he orders pizza and you drink partially frozen red wine that he had put in his freezer at the last minute and forgotten about. He's nervous and it's obvious but he pushes through it. "I um... we can share my bed or you can have my bed and I can sleep on the couch." He says as he reaches for your discarded pizza crust. "I'm not gonna make you sleep on the couch, Renjun. That's crazy." You laugh. He blushes and looks away, "So you'll sleep with me in my bed then." After you clean up from dinner and get ready for bed. Renjun browses movies to watch and you both agree on Open Season. He's never seen it and you love it so it's perfect. You snuggle into each other and the movie is better than you remember it being because his laughter makes it even better.
As the end credits roll, he turns to you and laughs, "I think I'd like to watch this again tomorrow." He says. "We can watch it while we have breakfast." You chuckle. He kisses you and it feels different. It's more demanding and a little less gentle but it feels wonderful. Renjun pulls away and you see the conflict in his eyes. "Are you okay?" You ask him. He smiles sheepishly and presses his lips to yours again, "I'm... I've never um... gone this far. I want it though... fuck." He whispers and his hands slide up your pajama top. "Me too... I want it- I mean... I've done this before. Not a lot though." You ramble. For the first time, you look him in his pretty eyes and you're nervous. "I don't care. It's okay. I want you to... take the lead." He says softly against your lips and he's so warm. His hand reaches out for yours and he brings it to his chest. There's something he's not saying and you're scared to read him wrong. "Please... just... touch me." He whispers. You reach out to palm him and he writhes against your touch, "Please, Y/n." He begs. You sit up on your haunches and he tugs down his pants. He blushes as his dick falls heavily against his stomach and you need so badly to tell him how gorgeous he is. So you do. It tumbles out of your mouth clumsily and his breath catches in his throat, "Say it again? Please?" He whimpers and you wrap your hand around his leaking cock. He moans and it's the most beautiful thing you've ever heard. "You're gorgeous, Renjun. Really you are." You tell him softly and he kisses you again. You break the kiss and pull back to watch his face as you stroke him. "Y/n... oh... oh God, yes." He whimpers and you smile because you know he's close. His hair falls into his face and he grips the sheets tightly as you bring him closer and closer. "Cum for me, baby." You whisper as you catch his lips against yours with a soft kiss. He whimpers and releases as you continue milking him. You're really taking a chance on this but somehow you already have a feeling that Renjun loves this just based alone on how he doesn't even try to push your hand away. "Yes, yes, yes... oh fuck... fuck! Please- I- fuck!" He babbles desperately. He bucks his hips and you keep going, "Does that feel good?" You ask him. He looks at you and his teary eyes pierce yours, "Don't stop... please, please, Y/n... do it again." You feel your insides swell with pride as he gazes at you like you're the center of his universe and he cums once more.
You kiss him and he falls back and thumps his head against his headboard and he laughs. "Ouch." He says with a whine, "I'm not done... I just... I need a minute." You lay next to him and smile, "Take your time." You tell him. When he catches his breath, he sits back up and tackles you onto your side, "Can I?" He asks you as he dips his fingers into your shorts. "Yeah." You sigh. He wastes no time sliding his hand into your shorts and slipping them past your folds. "You're so wet." He moans. He pulls his hand out and slides his fingers into his mouth with a satisfied hum before going back into your shorts. You writhe as he rubs your clit slowly. "Please... tell me you like it. I wanna hear you say it, Y/n. Am I doing it right?" He almost begs you. You place your hand over his, "You're doing so good, baby. You feel so good." You moan. Renjun blushes again and slows down his pace, "How about now?" He asks playfully. "Renjun, be good." You say softly. His eyes perk up and he quickens his pace, "Can I fuck you?" "Are you gonna be a good boy?" You ask him teasingly. He nods, "Uh huh. I'll be good." He groans as he takes your shorts off and then his own. "I want you under me." You tell him as you push him onto his back and climb on top of him. You sink down on him and he whines, "God, you feel so good." It floats past his lips so sweetly and you ride him gently as you watch his pretty face contort in pleasure. It doesn't take him long to get close again and you pull away from him and stroke him. "I want you to cum." He whispers and as you stroke him, he strokes you. You both release together and he presses his forehead to yours, "Thank you." He pants. "Thank you." You chuckle.
When Renjun invites you out to go to the mall, you're more than happy to agree. Work has had you both a bit caught up so there isn't much time for anything more than morning and evening texts and voice notes. When you get into the mall, Renjun is seated on a bench near the water fountain. He pops up and you two embrace as you always do. This time, he presses a soft kiss to your lips. It's a wonderful gesture considering he's expressed his disdain for public intimacy. "Come on, I wanted to buy us matching bracelets." He tells you and takes your hand. As you walk into Spencer's, he leads you to the jewelry, "Which one do you like the best?" He asks. Your eyes roam over bracelets and land on a rack with bracelets adorned with initials. You find one for your initial and one for Renjun's. He smiles. "I feel special." You chuckle. "You are." He replies. You watch his eyes wander past you and he blushes. It's his signature brand. He's almost always very forward with you but his shy demeanor makes even his most brazen acts as sweet as sugar. You turn to follow his gaze and you see the collars. "Do you want one?" You ask, "Pick one out and I'll buy it for you." He shakes his head, "You pick it. I'll like whatever you get." He tells you softly. You bring him over to the rack and he fidgets eagerly. You browse for a minute and see one that you're almost positive he's been staring at. It's lavender and it has one word etched across the front:
SLUT
Renjun gasps when you take it off the rack, "This one?" You ask him coolly. He nods. "Let's get something else." You say and lead him to the back of the store. The forbidden adult area is laden with its usual toys, costumes, cuffs, and everything else that made you giggle as a teen. He trails close behind you. "Do you see anything you like?" You ask him. He licks his lips and swallows thickly, "Um... no judgment?" He asks softly. You shake your head, "No, babe. No judgment." You assure him. He steps closer to the displays and reaches for a plug, "This, please." He says and hands it to you. It's silver and blue. "It's pretty." You say to him, "Anything else?" You ask as you gesture to the vibrators and dildos. "I have my favorites at home already. Do you wanna come home and see?" He says with a hint of a playful smirk tugging at the corners of his pretty mouth. "Oh hell yeah." You laugh. You take his hand and head to check out. You know you'll be spending the night with him again and you hope that he's ready to open up about what you already suspect to be true.
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Part 2 is already in my drafts but I gotta finish my requests and part 2 of Sober.
Also please gimme some love because writing dom!reader is so fkn hard I was sweating
#neoculturecollectives#nct smut#kpop smut#nct#renjun#nct ambw#nct dream smut#renjun smut#nct hard thoughts#nct hard hours
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2023 PREGNANCY KINK ADVENT CALENDAR (DAY 13)
Secret Surrogate: 2nd Trimester.
So today was our last day in the office before we all started working from home, and I cannot tell you how close I have skirted the line hiding this pregnancy. Due to my below average height, I’ve started showing much more than I initially expected to, since the baby has nowhere to grow but out front. I will admit, I may have been playing it a little fast and loose with my diet, and maybe giving into my cravings a little more than I should but… I AM eating for two so I deserve some leniency. It’s predominantly baby weight anyway, it should melt off after I’ve popped…
Regardless, I am rounder, mostly in my tummy but noticeably all over. One of the most inconvenient parts of that is the weather is warming up, and it’s becoming increasingly difficult to justify wearing loose hoodies and sweaters. They have a nice shapelessness to them that makes them invaluable for hiding a pregnant gut but… I mean beyond looking just a little strange still wearing a sweater when its nearly 70 fahrenheit out, I’M starting to feel uncomfortably warm. I can’t articulate how important it is that we all moved to work from home, cause there wasn’t any way I could keep that up.
I’m 25 weeks now, but even going back to about 18 weeks, things started getting harder to keep tucked away. My tummy wasn’t just a convenient little fat pouch but was firm enough and sticking forward enough that it was getting a little too hard to hand wave away. I learned the hard way that loose, big sweaters have to be LONG enough too, which you wouldn’t think would be an issue for me considering how short I am. But, alas, a big yawn and stretch leaves a sliver of tummy skin exposed, and that is VERY risky for me. I haven't developed stretchmarks yet but, I have no doubt they’re on their way. This baby is weighing in slightly heavier than average for being 25 weeks, and a little bigger too. Nothing to worry about health wise, but the doctor says that it can be “indicative of more prominent growth later in the pregnancy”. I may be cautiously safe since we don’t return to the office until AFTER my due date, but every inch I gain now is one I have to whittle off later.
Still, things have been pretty good otherwise. My friend has been so supportive and doting. She’s adamant that my involvement warrants special treatment, since, in her words, I’m “going above and beyond to help her start her family”. Sometimes I wonder if she forgets how long we’ve been friends and how ride or die I am for her. I know she’d do the same for me. Still, she insists on taking me to regular lunches, and she’s bought me some VERY high end cocoa butter to rub on my tummy (It smells amazing I might use this stuff even when I’m NOT pregnant). She’s even offered to take me maternity clothes shopping when the time comes, and I might take her up on it because that day is rapidly approaching.
It’s honestly really sweet though, how much she’ll dote on me… it kind of takes me back to when we were sweet on each other in college. We ended up mutually rolling it back after a few months. We loved each other a lot but, we worked better as friends. Still, having her buy me food and gifts and rub my pregnant tummy now, reminds me of when she’d take me on dates and do little surprises for me, and give me back rubs when we were together. She’s just always been very sweet. It’s cute the way she praises how much her baby is growing but almost immediately rolls it back for fear of offending me, because if her baby is bigger, so am I. I appreciate her concern but my body image is honestly the best it’s been in years.
I can’t say I strictly dislike the changes I’m experiencing, actually… if it wasn’t for the work drama, I think I’d honestly lean into it a bit? My hips are widening, tummy is bigger, I can definitely feel my thighs have MORE to them. Once I’m done, I might not even stress too much about taking the weight off. Being out of the office for almost 5 months is a reasonable time to gain weight, who is to say the sedentary lifestyle of working out of a bedroom office didn’t have its effects? I guess what I’m saying is, if it wasn’t for outside pressures, I’d have no shame showing off this pregnancy. I’m doing something amazing helping someone I love, and it’s something I should be proud of.
That has easily been my biggest struggle with everything, the tension between feeling proud of my pregnancy and what I’m doing, and the forced hesitation I need to have at the idea of showing it off. Or, honestly, not even showing it off so much as existing with is as a visible factor. We’ve had pregnant coworkers around the office before, hell, one of the ladies in HR pops out a kid every other year for crying out loud… but she’s MARRIED. If you’re hitched you’re fine, no one bats an eye… but god forbid someone have a baby outside of marriage.
Ugh, I’m ranting too much. Or maybe I’m not ranting enough? Either way, I’m out of the office now. If I have a zoom meeting I’ll just keep the camera tilted up so I’m only in the frame chest up, the hard part of keeping it covert is over. Now’s just… the hard part of carrying a baby.
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Just a very brief introduction post....as I felt some sort of intro was a bit needed and this little one will make do, for now! (The photos I really want to share of me riding, especially showing and jumping, are on my laptop that I don't feel like digging out and charging up right now, so these very few pics i have on this PC, my very new/few months old gaming PC that I actually built myself! more about that, and my PC's specs, another time! are the only ones I have access to at the moment)
My name is Jenn. I am an ancient human specimen (lol, I am 35 but we can all agree I am ancient lmfao) who just happens to look more like someone either in their late teens or early 20's, dependent on the time of day and how bad my Fibromyalgia/chronic pain is flaring up...and how long I have spent being "house-bound" as an agoraphobic with severe social anxiety... Also, I am stupid-short, at only 4'11" which adds to me looking much younger. I live in South east Florida, aka the depths of humid hell. Which sucks cause I get severely heat-sick and can't handle temps above, like, 80 degrees.
I have been riding all my life. My mom owned and rode horses all her life, so horses have been apart of my life from the start and I am so thankful for that. I grew up riding Western only, cause that was the only way my mom rode and owned my first horse at age 11 (an ex-polo "pony", a 16 hands bay TB mare) And since her I have owned about 10 different horses thru-out my life. I used to barrel race/pole bend and compete in western Gymkhana events so much so that I became burn out on them and when I turned 18 I switched to riding English and learned how to jump and never looked back really. I do still ride western for fun, even barrel race for fun but English and Hunter/Jumper and Equitation and showing are my absolute EVERYTHING.
I currently own 1 horse. An chestnut AQHA mare (AQHA name: DOJ A Roxi Leo Lady) and barn name is Roxi. She is still VERY green and only last month was her first EVER ride under an English Saddle! And I am looking so forward to out future together. She really means the world to me and love her whole heartedly. <3 I have only owned her for a few months now (My previous horse, Hawk-who I will share photos of later, who I owned for over 2 years and loved very much was dealing with more issues than I could physically deal with. He needed to be ridden and worked with DAILY and with my chronic Illness I was just not able to give him the time he needed. He was given to me by my barn owner/trainer/best friend on a contract that i couldnt sell him but she would take him back if ever need be and we came up with a great solution-she took Hawk back and instead gave me her AQHA mare that she felt would be way better for me as she is the type of horse who you can go weeks or more between rides and she acts as if she were ridden every day-she just picks right back up where you left off without any sanity issues or impulsive outburts out of no where like Hawk would pull. It broke my heart as I loved Hawk dearly but sadly not every horse will be a perfect match-but I did try for over 2 years so i deff didn't give up easily. )
The first 4 photos are of me and Roxi. Then last 2 photos are of different horses. The one of me barrel racing is me with the last barrel horse I owned, back when i first turned 18 (AQHA mare: Goldie Dandy Doll aka Victory) and the other photo is of me riding an amazing OTTB gelding named Luxe who I actually was leading for a while about 4 years ago.
That was longer than I thought I would make it but it's hard to explain one part without the others. And still there is SOOO MUCH more I left out. It's a novel really, my life.
#horses#equestrian#equus sims#sims 4 equestrian#horse girl#hunter jumper#barn life#DOJ A Roxi Leo Lady#AQHA MARE#AQHA#aqha#equine#rescue horse#rescue horses#i love my horse
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Mercurius Trismagistus (A Starry Night tale)
Happy UC anniversary everybody! Here's a little fic to celebrate the occasion. I hope you all enjoy. Special Thanks to Oski Farouche for making this year so special.
You don’t really get the new arrival to your camp. Big and brooding looking with that nasty scar over his eye, but fairly shy and not particularly brilliant. Aster seems to stick to his side like gum, which is strange considering he was the one who got snatched by this man in the first place. The gray pup always seemed to you like the one with the most sense, at least out of your two brothers, yet you couldn’t make heads or tails out of his behavior. Was there something about this man you weren’t seeing? To you he seems just as dirty as any other wanderer of the Lands Between. Like he hasn’t seen a bath in years and he took a nasty fall face first down a cliff. His armor seems… fancy at least, though you couldn’t imagine royalty taking such poor care of his appearance. About a week ago he began slowly wandering out of his tent more and more to sit by the campfire. His towering body and familiar shade of gray fur makes you think of an oversized version of Aster. He’s got the decency to greet you and Briar at least, but the brown pup merely wandered away, distrustful of the strange man. Finally something you can agree on.
Aster came by shortly after and sat next to him, pulling out a deck of playing cards. Mum went to check on her traps, so it’s just the three of you. You try to ignore the sound of cards being shuffled as you get back to your book, carefully going over each letter, sounding them out in your head. According to Uncle Rogier, you might be able to read some big girl books soon if you keep practicing. You hope that’s the case, there’s only so many times you can read about this red riding hood girl before getting bored. The wolf always loses and the girl always wins. Maybe in some versions the wolf should eat the girl? It would at least be something different. “In this game, both sides play a card in our hands and the card of the highest value wins. We have four standard suits: Cups, Swords, Wands and Coins, numbered one through ten, then four high ranking cards per each suit: The king, queen, knight and jack.” You hear your brother explain to the man. “Then there’s the major arcana, those are 22 cards, going from The Magician to The World, plus The Fool which is used as a wildcard and duplicates one of the cards used for summoning in your hand.” Aster is describing a game Uncle Rogier taught him how to play called Dominion. You’ve played a couple of times, but Aster has taken to the game far more than you or Briar.
“At the beginning of your turn you draw 5 cards. The objective is to be able to play the biggest possible card to win against mine. For example, say you want to play the King of Swords. That card is worth 14 points, meaning you’d need at most three cards to sum up 14 exactly to play it. The only exceptions are the one and two of every suit which can be played for free. In the case of Major Arcana, at most two cards are needed, but they trump any minor arcana.” The smaller wolf continues his explanation, seemingly unaware of how loud he’s being to anyone trying to read. The larger wolf seems mesme-... mes-... umm, really interested in it, his ears are pointed forward and he nods along as your brother flips over cards and shows them to him. “You can also choose to discard up to 3 of your cards and draw new ones, but only once per hand. Also if all the cards in play have the same suit, then you have a bonus equal to the amount of cards of that suit, of which you can add to your total if you need it. Did you get all that?” The scarred wolf nods, staring at the cards intently. “I think I do. I’ll probably learn better once we get to playing.” Aster smiles at the man, who’s tail you can see wagging in turn.
You hear the cards being shuffled and it becomes clear that you won't get any more reading done by sitting here. You’re about to get up and look for somewhere quieter when Aster calls out to you. “Oh, Viola. Would you like to come play cards with us? We’re just starting.” Both pairs of eyes, lavender and periwinkle, stare at you. Aster really looks like he wants you to join, but the older wolf seems a bit shy. “Oh! Umm….” You're caught off guard. Reading has been kinda boring so far, so maybe playing cards would be better, though you’re still a little doubtful about the other player. “O-Okay… but just a couple of rounds.” You say, trying to sound uninterested and mysterious. Aster giggles, happy to have another player. “Okay, yay!” You sit between the two, picking up your freshly dealt cards. “First to 3 wins then.” Aster says, picking up his own.
In your hand you have: The ace of swords, The 3 of coins, The queen of coins, The Empress (3) and Judgment (20). A pretty good hand. As of now you can play The Empress with the cards on your hand (if you counted correctly, which you’re pretty sure you did). You discard your ace, and draw a new card. A 6 of swords. Lame. You set your Empress down along with her two sacrifices and look at the other players over. The larger wolf and the smaller one both seem to tilt their ears as they think, pivoting them in every direction as if to catch the thoughts in the wind. It seems to be a shared tic between the two. According to mum, this man; Blaidd; is your father, but you think she’s probably mistaken. He’s so rough looking and your mother is not much better, so then how did you happen? Briar you can believe and Aster at least shares his fur color, but in your case it must be a mistake. Maybe you were switched up at birth? The man places his cards down, then Aster does the same. “Now… Showdown!” You flip the cards as soon as your brother says those words. In Aster’s hand, he played Justice (8) by sacrificing an 8 of wands and in Blaidd’s hand, he played The Chariot (7) by sacrificing the 2 of cups and the 3 of cups. “Oh, I won!” Aster says after carefully counting each hand with his fingers, taking the played cards aside and shuffling the rest into the deck again. You pout at the loss, but then stop yourself. It’s unladylike to be a sore loser.
“Did you get how it’s played, dad?” Aster asks, and you do a double take. He’s calling him dad?! “I think I do, thank you.” Blaidd says, shuffling the deck and handing you your cards. You try not to overthink it, but maybe there is something to him if Aster is calling him dad already. He makes brief eye contact with you and you feel like he wants to say something, but he retreats back behind his cards. You tilt your head. Maybe it would be easier if you were the one to approach him, but for now you’ll concentrate on the game.
This round you have: A 4 of cups, a 7 of swords, an 8 of swords, The Hierophant (5) and The Hanged Man (12). You can play the Hanged Man as is, so you discard the 4 and 8 and draw two new cards. The Fool (0) and a 2 of cups. You place your Hanged Man along with The Hierophant and the 7 down. You turn to look at the other two players again. Aster is busy thinking of his next play, squinting at the cards as he sticks his tongue out the side of his mouth. He’s pretty deep in thought. Blaidd had already put his cards down however. The silence between you is awkward, he keeps occasionally glancing your way, before looking away. It would be unladylike of you to not break the ice, wouldn’t it? “Umm… you’re Blaidd, right? I’m sorry for not introducing myself properly, but my name is Viola.” You say, trying to put him at ease. Blaidd’s eyes land back on you, his ears prick up. “Oh yes, that’s… I’m Blaidd. I didn’t… I didn’t think you wanted to chat, so I didn’t say anything before. It’s nice to meet you.” It’s an awkward introduction, but you think he’s relieved that you’re not giving him the silent treatment. For all his brutishness, there’s something very polite about him too. He’s definitely very interesting.
This time you have: The 6 of swords, the 6 of cups, The Magician (1), The Lovers(6) and Temperance (14). You discard your Magician for a different card, the 7 of cups. With this you play Temperance along with your 6 of cups. To your right Aster is trading some cards in his hand. Blaidd is done already too. Maybe this would be a good chance to ask something you’ve been wondering about for a while. “Why did you take Aster away?” You ask, only to receive a sputtering reaction from the larger wolf. Grown ups are so silly sometimes. Aster stops his counting to answer the question for the incapacitated wolf. “We went to slay a pair of fingers past a long cave. I think they needed a special bone knife to do it, so the blue lady asked dad to take me there.” You suppose that makes sense, only there’s something still bothering you. ”Umm, but then why didn’t mum come along? You know we’re not allowed to talk to strangers or go anywhere without telling her.” You ask, Aster furrows his brow. “Because mum and dad were still fighting, and dad was just doing what the blue lady told him to.” Blaidd, who had regained his composure at this point, spoke up. “It’s… It’s complicated.” He said, drawing your and your brother’s attention. “It wasn’t right of me to take Aster away without permission. Your mother and I were not on the best of terms until recently… even now there’s some stuff we haven’t talked about. At the time I thought I was doing the right thing….” His eyes look downcast, the remorse is clear on his face. “Now I’ve come to realize I made a mistake… lots of mistakes….” He stares at you, a quiet look of determination in his eyes. “That’s what I’m hoping to correct… not being here, hurting people I love… all of those things, I want to make them right.” He offers you a kind smile, and for a moment you see the noble heart your mother talked about. “Hopefully you’ll allow me to make amends with you too….” You stare into his eyes, the striking Lavender color is the same as yours. “I guess adults make mistakes too….” You say, more to yourself than him. “Fine… If you’re making it up to me, you can start by telling me more about yourself.” He smiles, it’s a little contagious because you’re inclined to smile too.
“Now… Showdown!” Aster says. Blaidd played The Tower (16) with the king of coins and The High Priestess (2), Your brother played Strength (11) with a 10 of swords and an ace of cups. Blaidd helps Aster count the cards once it’s clear he doesn’t have enough fingers to sum them up. “Yay! You won!” Aster says, to which Blaidd nods. While he rounds up the cards in silence, you can tell he’s happy. It’s your turn to be the dealer. “Mum said we can go fishing later, I can show you my favorite pond.” Aster says to the larger wolf. You’re only half listening as you’re trying not to mess up your counting. “Ah… do you really want to go out today? Is your mother okay with you going out so late?” Blaidd responds, suddenly sounding uncomfortable. You remember that Aster was taken late at night, he went to the pond that time too. “She’s been fussing over me so much.” Aster pouts. “I’m safe now, I’m not a baby….” Blaidd shakes his head, and you have to agree. Mum is pretty well justified in being worried.
The game continues, now with more lively conversation amongst the three of you. Blaidd tells you of his life so far, how he’s a shadow born into a noble family (You KNEW you had to be secretly a princess.), how he had been at the service of Ranni the witch until recently, how he was now planning on helping your mother become Elden Lord, eventually all the Major arcana were played and the game ended with Blaidd as the victor. Briar approached, hoping to join in for the next round upon seeing how friendly everyone was being.
In secret later Aster would confess to you that he’d been cheating to make the game last longer, hoping you and Blaidd would talk. While you’re impressed by his ingenuity, you have to wonder how he did it without being able to count.
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I hadn't realized just how many self improvement challenges i embark myself on until now! I was reading over a letter i was writing to my 30 year old self that is comprise of 3 entrees and in all of them i am doing a challenge and in the first two i didn't actually finish them like i actually gave up of them but i feel like during every attempt at a challenge that i do, rather than getting my entire life together i learn one thing at a time and piece it together little by little and thats whats gotten me to the point where i am rn. i must not fret if i am not completing the challenges as a whole, and i must take it for what its worth, adjust and continue. I am at a point of acceptance and gratitude and appreciation. I am fixated on going on lavish vacations and having a fabulous life. i want to go to japan and hawaii and france and i want to have a walt disney world vacation and i want to live in nyc and i want all my money ( a-lot of it) to come from my art. is that too much to ask. I think i am morphing into that person slowly and i think in this transformation the journey matters more than a transformation bc it will be me doing so many 180's. I have already changed so much in the past couple of months. I have garnered more and more maturity and so much patience and love for myself that my broken relationship with hard work and cleaning has started to heal in big ways- something like this is not accounted for in past challenges ive done and is very telling of why it didn't work out- I am still riding the high of cleaning up and flossing and showering and doing my chemical peel and shaving the other night! god did that feel good. I was feeling so horrible and i still got stuff done. thats something i havent expressed in these terms before but i sometimes feel so bad in my body when my mind is ok and wants to get up to do things and the number one thing i feel it could be rn is the whole way that my brain is structured into victim mode and how it expects everything to go awry. literally everything. i have felt this so deeply that i use to live in constant panic and learning about how untrue it is has been magical. little by little i come into power of myself and i learn that things are not scary or impossible. more and more i step forward to do things i once found scary and more and more i learn that there is nothings i cant do. which then brings me back to the mindset of wanting to start a challenge. its definitely a way for my brain to feel like its taking control of my life and its outcomes by telling it this is exactly what the next 3 months will look like when i know at this point that my spirit will take me on a joyride and will show me and give me wonderful things that i didnt even know i wanted. but yet the challenge will give me some structure to base my days on and at least for the first couple of days while its still fresh it should offer some excitement. i will say as well before talking about this challenge that i have a therapist/ doctor/gym/dentist/lawyer for the first time now! i got a teeth cleaning, a checkup, bloodwork, help with nutrition and i go to therapy every week. just having someone to listen to me has been so healing and nice. another highlight of my life right now has bee finding a community art studio where cool artist hang out to create, they meet every Wednesday. there is also aztec dance class every thursday i really want to go to, and i just went to the art institute with teddy it was so inspirational, i 2 weeks ago got to see the strokes!! and in about a month im going to see ESTERHICKS! when i found out she would be in town i almost had an existential crisis at work. teddys bday is in a couple weeks and idk what he wants to do. there must be something in the star rn. apparently for those of us that pluto in capricorn affected, the waves are leaving us and the astrological new year has happened and everything that we want and everything that we have worked hard for will start to come to us and our lives will 180 this year. its just in the stars. let me see...
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The closing date for the property is getting closer, even if there have been a few obstacles during the past three weeks. For the ultimate pleasure, spend a day at the spa renewing and resting before your treatment. This real estate agent's acquisition of this seaside property in Connecticut might have been a turning point in his life. With this current information, you may move forward with confidence when looking at East Lyme, Connecticut, homes for sale. Among our many services is building management. Their initial meeting in a public place, like a plaza or mall, was probably a huge success. If people lived on a planet, in an ideal world, there would be a means to silence the entire planet. We can fully appreciate the ride because we're not in a rush.
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Our total trust is based on the superb reputations of Heritage and Remax. Our clients are the first to learn about newly listed properties in Connecticut thanks to our wide-ranging real estate network. At RE/MAX®, you can reach reputable real estate brokers whenever you need to. The house won't be unlocked until every showing and sale has taken place. The peace with which they seem is simply astounding. Now everyone may relax. It makes no difference what happens. Purchasing and selling real estate does not require a plan. Everyone has put up a tremendous amount of effort. Use it with extreme caution. If the real estate deal hadn't fallen through, then perhaps things would have happened differently. To stay ahead of the curve, we must generate fresh concepts. You can easily get this information anytime you need it.
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The closing date for the property is getting closer, even if there have been a few obstacles during the past three weeks. For the ultimate pleasure, spend a day at the spa renewing and resting before your treatment. This real estate agent's acquisition of this seaside property in Connecticut might have been a turning point in his life. With this current information, you may move forward with confidence when looking at East Lyme, Connecticut, homes for sale. Among our many services is building management. Their initial meeting in a public place, like a plaza or mall, was probably a huge success. If people lived on a planet, in an ideal world, there would be a means to silence the entire planet. We can fully appreciate the ride because we're not in a rush.
Homes for sale in east lyme ct
People are motivated to take on more when they see the impact that others are making for causes that are important to them.
I had a sacred duty to support the disadvantaged. My insecurity makes me repress my emotions. Helping someone who is not as lucky as you could have unintended consequences for you. Precise accuracy and quick thinking are essential for success.
The brokers and agents in real estate could provide you with a plethora of information. Use this knowledge when the time is appropriate. Because of everything we have experienced together, I am positive that they are unique. Upon depleting every alternative, we need to start thinking outside the box. This was never emphasized to us. As soon as a takeover occurs, the ship must immediately begin a new round.
Having spent my early years here, I know this place like the back of my hand. It felt as though my eleven years of labor had been for nothing. Instead of communicating with your current customers in an impersonal or chilly manner, concentrate on developing a rapport with them. The cornerstone of our company's success is our unwavering dedication to comprehending and fulfilling our clients' goals.
Is it hard for you to get over your fear of public speaking? I would suggest Remax to anyone looking for a real estate agent. There is absurdity in every single one of them. If you should happen to be in the area, don't be afraid to drop by as soon as possible. We really appreciate your steadfast support over the years, and we will always be grateful. We respect your thoughts regarding our team very much.
Our total trust is based on the superb reputations of Heritage and Remax. Our clients are the first to learn about newly listed properties in Connecticut thanks to our wide-ranging real estate network. At RE/MAX®, you can reach reputable real estate brokers whenever you need to. The house won't be unlocked until every showing and sale has taken place. The peace with which they seem is simply astounding. Now everyone may relax. It makes no difference what happens. Purchasing and selling real estate does not require a plan. Everyone has put up a tremendous amount of effort. Use it with extreme caution. If the real estate deal hadn't fallen through, then perhaps things would have happened differently. To stay ahead of the curve, we must generate fresh concepts. You can easily get this information anytime you need it.
My investigation into recent transactions in the neighborhood has led me to an approximate estimate of your home's potential value. What do you estimate the house's worth? To obtain an unbiased evaluation of a home, it is advisable to seek suggestions from people you know. They are happy with the result, as are their bosses. As soon as we receive confirmation of the sale, we will promptly remove the "SOLD" notice.
Your successes have made everyone in Mystic, Connecticut very happy. I find encouragement in your unwavering dedication to personal improvement. It includes people like Danielle Verbleski. The real estate markets in Waterford and Stonington have grown significantly during the past few decades. Danielle Verboski, the agent, is dependable. You can examine Danielle's schedule by clicking on the link we provided. She will only pay attention to you when money is tight. The towns of Stonington and Waterford, Connecticut, hold Danielle in the highest regard. Please don't hesitate to get in touch with Realtor Danielle if you would want more specific market information and are interested in purchasing or selling a property. She'll reply right now. Just by begging for help, she can be persuaded. It appeared as though the "American Dream" may come true—at least for the wealthy. She felt better after reading your analysis of the real estate market. Deals in real estate are laborious and time-consuming, so don't rush them. Think about every possible result before making a decision. Our diplomatic efforts have yielded little fruit thus far. I would be extremely thankful if anyone knew of a real estate agent in the Connecticut towns of Waterford or Stonington. The request is for your assistance. Do not hesitate to contact us if you require any extra assistance. Please get in touch with Danielle Verboski if you'd like to talk to her. No matter how small, every encounter gives us insight into the people we encounter.
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Writing Bingo: Love Letters
AU- not one of mine, but with a familiar duo. In which we peek at a series of letters between not-quite-lovers. 592 words.
Feel free to send an empty square as a prompt through my ask here: link
V
As per your last letter, I will in fact confirm that I was with the embassy last month. The prince to whom they were escorting asked for my hand in a dance- but I declined. My humble little flute could not play herself, if you know what I mean. I’ve included a sketch of the gown I wore, just in case you were curious. I know you were. Feel free to show it to A as well. I’m sure she’ll enjoy it. Let me know if she wishes to adapt in some way- I’d like to see the end result.
Which reminds me- our caravan is due to visit your village again. Os went ahead to see if a farmer living on the outskirts would rent us space for the week. Or has been preparing small meals for our travels nearly every day since he’s left. Everyone else has been brushing up on their handicrafts to sell at the market. I prefer to be alone during all this hubbub. Nightmare and I ride up to a silent wood where I can practice my playing. The prince I mentioned before, he refused to let me leave until he gave me something, and so I was blessed with a new song.
It’s actually a bit too romantic for my tastes. Very slow, very dreamy. I almost don’t want to play it. Not in public, at least. It’s a song meant for privacy- for intimacy. But that’s a thought for another day.
SLS
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SLS
I can see why the prince wanted to meet your acquaintance. It was almost amazing that he was the only one. I know Or would have tailored it to your… specifications. Did you give it away already? You should keep it. For other occasions, of course. It would be a waste of a dress to only wear it once.
So you learned a new song? It sounds interesting. Perhaps I could convince A to allow you to give us a private performance. It has been a long time since we’ve had entertainment during dinner.
If you speak of the farmer I am thinking of, that’s a rather far way from where we are. From town too. Are you sure Os couldn’t find somewhere closer? Your caravan would have to leave the market the moment they set up. I could still meet with you, so long as it is alright by A. It’s just such a long way, SLS. I’d admit to not knowing the traveler life, but are negotiations to stay for short amounts of time so hard to come by?
Maybe one day I’ll convince A to let your caravan come to our grounds instead. For safety. No one would bother your kind from here. Not like the time you were in the city miles over and your handicrafts were stolen in broad daylight.
V
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[this letter was purposely scented- a lovely combination of lavender and rose]
V
I appreciate your concern in these matters. Truly. Moreover, I feel as if there is some ulterior motive for most of it. I think A’s protectiveness is rubbing off on you. Can a familiar take a familiar? I laugh at the thought.
Unless it’s something else, and I don’t believe in such nonsense.
We begin our trip the night after I write this. So, perhaps by the time this letter reaches you, we will already be near the outskirts. We can finish this conversation from there, yes? I look forward to your presence.
With or without A’s permission.
SLS
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Thoughts for Today
Monday once again….. the weekend seems so short…… the week looks so long ahead…… or is it? How do you look at life? Is it looking to the mountain to climb over to get to the flat straightaway or is it a joy ride each and every day. Perspective. Perspective: a particular attitude toward or way of regarding something; a point of view. What is your point of view on a Monday?
I once looked at Sunday evenings as sad and unhappy. As a kid, I didn’t look forward to school on Monday. Home was a safe haven. School was too many people. And yet I loved learning. It was just the people at the school that made it icky. Conflicts, nasty people, and kids who had drama. I didn’t like drama. I learned to blend into the walls and not be seen or heard. And I think of kids in school now with all the more issues. And the way they teach kids (or should I say indoctrinate). Homeschool seems like a perfect choice to keep kids safe and sane. And with homeschool, you teach lessons more than Monday to Friday. Life is a lesson.
Life is still a lesson for each and everyone of us. We must find the lessons each day and look at them, learn from them, and thank God for each and every one of them. What lessons are you learning? What do you see in your day?
I do not find Monday horrible any longer. It took years for me to find the good and the enjoyment in a Monday. Today, I travel to Sauvies Island to clean a farmers house. He’s over 80 years old and still farming. He always has a smile on his face.
And then I go to Helen’s house. She’s 89 years young. She has a smile on her face and is always happy to see me. She watches educational tv shows and loves to share what she has learned.
“You are never too old to learn” is a quote from my Grandma Mitchell. Perspective. She went to school to be a school teacher but ended up married and raised ten children. She loved Scrabble. She taught valuable lessons her entire life. What are you learning or teaching?
One lesson I have learned is ……helping others makes life a sweeter ride. Taking time to listen is a lesson. Opening your heart to others might find hurt and pain but it can also find a blessing.
So, I don’t get in a hurry for the week to get to the weekend. I know look at each day as an adventure. I take time to see the flowers growing in a field along the highway and byways. I enjoy the glimmer of the sunshine on a puddle. Yesterday, I watched my chickens fight over French fries and how one chicken ran with her reward to be able to enjoy it by herself.
May you find lessons in each day. They are blessings even when they seem like a trial. You may be in a valley of doom but there is a lesson in that valley. All days can’t be perfect or we would never learn from any day.
Have a marvelous Monday….. look for the lessons……….be blessed.
And that’s the way it is………….
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AraKashi, Kurihara's Bell Peppers!
Evening
Yesterday,
"Ara Ara Kashiko"
thank you very much for the show!
Kurihara's Bell Peppers edition!
I've been writing in my diary again recently,
its not every day but,
so that I'll write,
I take memos when I'm cooking,
(although I've only taken memos 3 times)
This time, I helped with harvesting bell peppers,
because they're delicious,
I also cooked them-- ❤️
I took memos for my own use but,
I thought, it seems good?
I've tried putting together a summary of this times location shoot! lol
I erased the date of the location shoot out!! lol
Although you can probably guess it!! lol
Veggie Dream Kurihara
I forgot to include a photo of me working,
Nah I mean, I forgtot to put it in,
Since its for collecting my own recipes in the first place,
But looking at this photo of harvesting,
I'm harvesting while riding in this cart,
The bell peppers,
were about double (or 1.5) my own height,
Bell peppers come from trees!
I started with this fundamental learning,
Fruits come from trees...... 😕
Watermelon is a vegetable in theory, right? lol
That is, with a tree, I wonder if it means the seedlings are higher?
a lot of them come from trees that are thinner
Its amazing that they harvest about 1000 by hand per day
Even though I've been to various places on location shoots, I really don't know the area, I'm not very good at geography in the first place,
Therefore this time,
Coloring in the map of Miyagi,
I tried to figure out its position from Sendai station 🟡 ~
Kurihara is in the upper area
Ara Ara Kashiko
Ishida Ayumi Goes!
The 66th Episode!
Thank you very much 🍀
I'm looking forward to next time!
🔴 Morning Musume '22 Morning Jogakuin ~Houkago Meeting~ 🔴
Thank you very much for yesterdays broadcast 🔴
July 16th, 23rd Radio Nihon
July 17th, 24th STV Radio
July 20th, 27th KBS Kyoto, I'll be in attendance these times🔴
I made it just in time last night and listened on radiko,
We talked a lot about 1 topic,
Everyone was half laughing while talking the whole time,
It was funny 🤭 ←
Those that missed it this week,
Before arriving just in time like I did,
Please definitely listen to it, ok
radiko
the opening talk is crazy 😂 lol
see you ayumin <3
https://ameblo.jp/morningmusume-10ki/entry-12755103777.html
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hopefullyy this inspires u to write,,, can i request hc's of the boys getting jealous seeing their s/o work well with another person on a team/club? like good chemistry with a dance partner for example! (u can choose who u write but can it include iwa!!) <33
✗ HQ BOYS GETTING JEALOUS SEEING YOU WORK WELL WITH ANOTHER PERSON ✗
a/n : kdjfkdjdkdj i love this request omg ty ! i did half hc/half scenarios bc i thought the request fitted this format <3
-> iwaizumi, osamu, kuroo, suna, tsukishima
-> warnings : kuroo’s a bit suggestive (tbh i don’t know about the rest. it’s just... kinda hot? (tsukki’s only fluff tho<3))
-> reblogs are >>>>
— IWAIZUMI
• iwa’s jealousy was practically non existent until he actually saw you interact with your partner
• don’t get me wrong, he absolutely loves your smile - but he especially loves to be the one who caused it
• he tends to get physically very protective of you, so expect his arm to stay wrapped around your shoulders most of the time. because to him it’s the easiest way to show the world (but especially your partner) that you’re his
• he also not-so-subtly offers you to wear his clothes on days when you have practice. and he secretly hopes that someone will ask you who they belong to...
« it’s cold outside. you should wear this ». iwa’s low and unannounced voice makes you turn around in surprise. leaned against the bathroom’s doorframe, he’s holding your favorite jacket in his hand - the one with his name written on the back, and you suspect that this might not be a coincidence... with a chuckle, you agree to put it on, noticing the proud spark in his eyes. « you know, i’m pretty sure everyone already knows i’m dating you » you tease him with a wink, all while also admiring the way his name takes up the whole width of your back. « oh yeah ? » he asks, a smirk tugging at his lips as he leans forward to rest his hands on the sink behind you. trapped between his outstretched arms, you watch his smirk grow just a little bit bigger as he lets out, very quietly, « well this is just a reminder... it better be the last ». his green eyes locked with yours could almost make you forget about his arm snaking around your waist at a painfully slow pace. almost.
— OSAMU
• look, he’s very happy for you. no doubt about it. but he’s so used to see people fawn over his brother that he can’t help but get a little protective from time to time
• since gifts are his #1 love language, he might buy you a workout-friendly piece of jewelry that you can wear during your practice
• he also insists on dropping you off and picking you up as often as his busy schedule allows it. especially since he learned that your partner was willing to give you a ride home...
• it’s not that he doesn’t trust you, obviously. he just doesn’t trust them yet
• and that’s why his kisses - and pda in general - are a bit more « intense » than usual
leg bouncing up and down, osamu is (very) anxiously for your conversation with your teammate to end. because after watching the entirety of your practice, he needs a little reminder that you two also have incredible chemistry together... a better one, even. so as soon as he sees you wave your teammate goodbye, he stands up straight, arms open just wide enough to welcome you against his chest. but instead of the chaste kiss you expected to get, you’re actually greeted by his left hand grabbing your sides while his right meets your lower back. disconcerted, you don’t even have time to say a word that his mouth crashes onto yours so eagerly that you have to lean back a few inches. « wh-what was that for ? » you pant as soon as his warm lips have left yours. « nothing. i love ya, that’s all » he smiles innocently, glad that you didn’t notice the cocky look he just gave your teammate who witnessed everything from afar... exactly as planned.
— KUROO
• passive agressive™️
• he would insist on properly meeting your partner but oh god they better brace themselves,,,
• because kuroo’s the kind of boyfriend that will shake their hand hard enough to make them yelp, all while having an angelic smile plastered on his face
• oh and you can forget being called by your name : he’s going to demonstrate the entire variety of nicknames he has for you. he might even come up with new ones just because he’s feeling « inspired »
• every single thing he says to your partner has to be a reminder that you two are dating. like « oh yeah they told me about this yesterday.. during our date ». just to make sure that there’s no misunderstanding.
« well... speak of the devil », kuroo hears you chuckle, your voice almost drowned out by his heavy breathing. he’s obviously planing on apologizing for being late... but not now. there’s something he wants to do first. still very aware of your partner’s presence right in front of you, he decides to securely yet eagerly wrap his arms around your waist before spinning you around proudly. « so... you guys were talking about me ? » he asks, glad to know that he’s the reason behind your giggles. « we were, actually » you answer a bit more seriously as he finally puts you down, still keeping both his hands on your waist. « well, i am your boyfriend after all... » he starts, interrupting himself to place a loud peck on your jawline. the only thing you can think is about is how awful this situation must be for your partner... kuroo, on the other hand, doesn’t seem bothered at all, as shown by the way one of his hands discreetly makes its way under the fabric of your t-shirt to rest directly on your skin. « hands off, kuroo » you order him with a slap on the back of his hand. an offended gasp leaves his lips, yet he complies reluctantly, thinking that your partner probably already knows everything that needs to be known about him.
— SUNA
• he doesn’t really mind it... as long as you’re willing to cuddle once you get back from practice. if you’re not, then he’s gonna start to worry
• because cuddling is probably his favorite ‘boyfriend privilege’ and he doesn’t want it to be taken away from him
• his schedule is pretty tight so he might not be able to attend any of your practices, but he asks you to record it as much as you possibly can so that he can watch the videos with you afterwards
• and seeing how smoothly you and your partner move together definitely doesn’t help with his worrying
it’s been thirty minutes now, and suna’s still not done watching the videos you took today. he loves to share these moments with you, snuggled up against each other the bed ; but most importantly, he has someone to keep his eye on... « babe- are you 100% sure that this was part of the choreography? » he suddenly speaks up, his eyes leaving the screen for the first time. you quirk a curious eyebrow, more surprised by his unusually suspicious tone rather than by the question itself. « oh, the hand on my waist ? yes, rin. it was ». at your words, his lips press into a thin line, he’s obviously far from being convinced. but you know your boyfriend well and you’re quick to reassure him : « you know, his hand might have been on my waist but you’re the one laying in my bed right now ». the frown on his face disappears almost immediately - much faster than you would’ve thought, replaced by a much more confident expression as his hands start to gently stroke your sides up and down. « mmh, i guess you’re right.... i mean, at the end of the day, only i get to have ‘all of this’ for myself » he smirks, playfully eyeing you up and down until he can’t resist the temptation of your slightly parted lips anymore.
— TSUKISHIMA
• tsukki’s not jealous, he’s just... well.. cautious. or at least that’s what he tells you
• but, deep down, he knows that simple cautiousness wouldn’t make spend his days and nights stressing about this new partner of yours...
• so, after a few weeks, his impassible facade starts to crumble a little bit. nothing too extreme, but just enough to let your partner know that you’re taken.
• and he knows he doesn’t need to do much : one of his signature scornful looks is more than enough. especially when he’s staring at your partner dead in the eyes while you’re greeting him with a hug and a kiss after your practice
« tsukishima kei, i’m waiting for an explanation ». with a sigh, your boyfriend drops his book on the table, turning his chair around to face you. « i don’t have one, i already told you. you told me to introduce myself, and i did. end of story ». you both know that tsukki did not just ‘introduce himself’ like any other human being would have done. and that’s precisely what you’re trying to make him admit - because your partner looked genuinely scared during practice today. « wha- no, i didn’t look down on him. it’s not my fault he’s so short... » he mumbles under his breath, trying his best to avoid any eye contact with you. but you know that only a slight tilt of his chin upwards is enough to make his eyes lock with yours - and that this is enough to have him admit anything. « you’re jealous, kei. and it’s painfully obvious by the way... » you smirk - but this smirk disappears in a split second as he slowly gets up from his chair, towering over you like he usually does. « ok, maybe i am. but i just wanted to make sure that he knew his place. and especially mine » he finally admits, his lips spreading in a scornful smirk that would be terrifying if his eyes weren’t filled with the infinite tenderness he has always felt for you.
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A STEP FURTHER
Sequel to SIT ON ME
a/n: as per requested, here is a part two to my recent sebastian fic! hope you guys will like it as much as you did the previous part! also, there’s not gonna be any more parts!
pairing: Sebastian Stan X Assistant!Reader
word count: 3k
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You were expecting it. You knew how the internet and most importantly, Sebastian’s fans work. Just hours after the event, dozens of videos got out of Sebastian saying that he wanted you to sit on him if he was a chair, an answer to a highly inappropriate question that shouldn’t have been asked in the first place, but your crazy ass boss thought otherwise.
It washed over the whole fandom and soon enough everyone was talking about the two of you. And because part of your job is to be up to date about Sebastian’s media presence, you had to face not just him but yourself all over the internet. Fans started to dig up every tiny interaction between the two of you caught on camera, they posted photo montages of you and him just out and about or going from one meeting to the other. They started to look for signs that you’re dating and half of the fandom became convinced that you’re in a secret relationship. Speculations and rumors spread faster than wildfire and there was no way to stop it, you just had to live with it.
In the meanwhile, Sebastian didn’t seem to be bothered by it at all. It’s like he didn’t even acknowledge the fuss about the two of you, like it was all so natural and normal to be seen as a couple by the whole world when you were just his employee.
“What? It’s not like I ever addressed anything about my dating life,” he shrugged one day when you asked him why he is not caring about the situation at all. And that was pretty much it.
The fans wouldn’t have been that big of a deal to you either. They are strangers, they always get fixated on something and soon enough you knew something new would come up and make them forget about your existence. The people close to you on the other hand are a whole different side of the story.
Following the event, Mackie wouldn’t shut up about Sebastian being hopelessly in love with you and he would nag you to go on a date already, getting on your nerves even more than he usually does with his nosiness. You love the man, you really do, but he needs to learn how to stay in his own lane.
And then, slowly but surely every friend you and Sebastian shared caught up on the story and they started asking you about it again and again and you had to tell them the same thing every damn time: you and Sebastian were working together, no romance was involved between the two of you.
No one believed you.
Now it’s been weeks and people still go crazy whenever you and Seb step out together, which happens quite often since he’s been having a busy month work-wise. Paparazzi are always following you around, catching every moment you spend out in the public, putting you on the tabloids nonstop. It’s become your usual.
Another day, another event. The day starts early for you before you pick Sebastian up and heading out to have breakfast before you are supposed to show up at the concert hall that’s going to be the venue of today’s interview and Q&A.
“Mackie has been blowing my phone up all morning,” you grumble upon seeing another text from said man before you just turn your phone screen facing down so you can finish your toast in peace.
“What does he want?” Sebastian hums.
“He is asking if I’m coming today, as if I missed any events these past weeks,” you huff shaking your head.
“He has been acting weird,” Sebastian grimaces, reaching for his coffee. “Weirder than his usual,” he adds.
“What do you mean?”
“I don’t know, he just asks weird stuff,” he shrugs, not paying much attention to it and you decide to do the same.
Not much later, you’re finished with your food, only sipping on your coffee when you spot a group of girls near your table, their phones pointing in your direction and you have to stop yourself from growling, turning a little so you’re not facing the phones entirely. Sebastian notices your discomfort and looking around he spots the girls as well before turning back to face you. He doesn’t say a word, just gets up from his seat and strides over to the group as you watch him with wide eyes.
“Hi girls, can I ask you to delete the pictures you took, please? I’m happy to take selfies with you, just please don’t post the ones of us eating, okay?” you hear him ask them, leaving you completely speechless. Luckily, the girls are happy to obligate and he quickly poses for pictures with all of them before joining you back at the table.
“Why did you do that?” you ask him, eyebrows raised in surprise.
“You clearly didn’t like that they took pictures of us and I know you don’t like how we are being talked about recently, so I thought I would… try to help about that a little,” he shrugs, finishing the rest of his coffee.
“I just don’t like that everyone is in our business,” you sigh, folding your arms on your chest as you lean back in your seat.
“So we have business? Together?” he asks, raising his eyebrows at you over the table.
“That’s not how I… We talked about this, Seb,” you breathe out, your shoulders falling forward.
“Ages ago. Things might have changed since then,” he suggests shrugging his shoulder.
“I still work for you,” you point it out. “Things are better this way.”
“Sure, whatever you say,” he mumbles, clearly hurt by your words, but there’s not much you can do against it. “Let’s go, I don’t want Mackie to be up in my ass for being late,” he sighs, leaving the money on the table that most likely covers both your meals and a fat tip as well.
The car ride to the venue is silent, but not in the comfortable way it sometimes is. It’s awkward and you keep glancing at him, trying to find the right words but you’re not even sure what you want to tell him.
I’m sorry we work together so we can’t date? I’m sorry I keep rejecting you? I’m sorry I’m afraid if we go any further than this it will ruin our friendship?
You have absolutely no idea how to deal with it, so you just stay silent, right until you arrive to the venue. Before Seb could get out of the car you speak up.
“Are you mad at me now?” you ask, biting into your bottom lip.
“I’m not mad, Y/N. I don’t think I could ever be mad at you,” he truthfully answers, his eyes only falling on you after he has spoken.
“But there’s something, I can tell.”
“I’m just a little frustrated, is all.”
“Because of what people say about us?” you make a guess.
“Because there’s this unsaid situation between us and you just don’t let me address it. You don’t want to talk about it and whenever it’s brought up, you just shut the door right at my face,” he explains and with each spoken word, you feel worse and worse.
“It’s a complicated situation,” you breathe out.
“It’s not,” he retorts. “Do you not like me?”
“Of course I like you!”
“Okay, I like you too so why can’t we be more than just friends?”
“Because we are not just friends. I’m working for you, it’s a different situation!”
“Y/N, this is not an office job, there’s no HR, no policies, we can do whatever we want!” he chuckles bitterly as you keep your eyes down. You don’t have the heart to tell him that it’s not just because of work, but because you’re terribly afraid of being a disappointment to him if you eventually give it a try.
Your silence doesn’t amuses Sebastian and you don’t have time to rave any longer about the situation.
“Forget it, sorry I brought it up again. Let’s just… get over with this thing,” he mumbles before getting out of the car.
You move around each other like strangers, he is clearly avoiding to even look at you and you’re feeling guilty even though you don’t think you have a reason to. Still, you hate seeing him this upset, especially when it’s because of you.
The change in your act is not that evident, but Mackie immediately notices it. When you walk past him he grabs your wrist and pulls you aside.
“What the hell is going on?” he asks with wide, curious eyes.
“What are you talking about?” you retort, acting innocent, but there’s a reason why you didn’t become an actress, you suck at even lying.
“You and Seb are acting like a divorcing couple!” he whisper-yells. Pursing your lip you start chewing on the inside of your cheek as you nervously tap your foot on the ground.
“We just… had a little disagreement.”
“About what?”
“Us,” you breathe out, your head hanging low.
“Wait, so there is an ‘us’?” he asks, air-quoting the last word and you roll your eyes at him.
“No, that’s what the disagreement was about. He wants and I…”
“Don’t tell me you don’t, because I know that’s bullshit. Y/N, I see the way you look at that man, why are you making it so hard for the both of you?”
“It’s just—It might ruin everything and I can’t afford that right now.”
“Ruin everything?!” he grimaces. “What would it ruin?”
“I said fucking everything!” you snap at him, losing your patience that you’re the only one who has issues with the situation. “Our friendship, my job, everything! And I don’t want that. I can’t have that.”
“Dating someone wouldn’t ruin the friendship, Y/N. This is not middle school. Friendship is part of being with someone and you two have that. Just let it take a step further.”
“Thanks for the advice, but I’m good. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have stuff to do,” you mumble under your breath before walking away from him before he could get another word out.
It’s not that you don’t want it, because you do, you really do. You’ve been in love with the man for a long time and knowing that he has feelings for you too makes you have a heart attack every time you think about it. But you are so afraid it might go south and then you’ll end up losing your job and one of your closest friends as well. Because above everything Sebastian grew to be your biggest confidant, the person you turn to whenever you are feeling down, when you need a shoulder to cry on, you can’t imagine your life without him anymore and it’s not just about the times when you’re working. Traveling around the world with him is a blessing, you love the little moments you share, the late night movie nights in hotel rooms or when you’re exploring a new city together. You love messing around in his trailer when he is filming, making silly videos on sets or playing around with props you shouldn’t even touch. You can share anything with him and vice versa. If you lose him for whatever reason, you would be left with a hole in your life that would just simply never disappear, because no one will ever be like him and that’s a fact. You’re terribly afraid to risk everything for something that might not even work. You might be a horrible item, romance can bring out things of people that haven’t shown before.
The guys finally get on stage and you watch them from the side as always. It goes as usual, they are joking around, making a show, entertaining the audience as they go over the interview before the question round starts. You don’t realize it at first, but you’re holding your breath as one question follows the other, you’re scared someone might ask Sebastian about you and the shit show would blow up again. You can only hope his answer wouldn’t be as stupid as it was before. But luckily, the audience keeps you out of their business, only focusing on what’s important, so you start to feel relieved. Right until the whole event is nearing its end and Mackie decides to take matters into his own hands.
“I think we have time for one more question,” the interviewer announces and dozens of hands shoot up into the air, desperate to get the chance to ask the men on stage, but before anyone could get the mic, Mackie speaks up.
“Actually, can I have that last question?” he chimes in holding up a finger.
“Uh, sure, go ahead!” the interviewer responds, clearly a little puzzled about his request. Mackie then turns to face Sebastian who is sitting on his right and just by the look on his face you already know what it’s gonna be about.
“Sebastian, my question is: What do you love most about Y/N?”
He can barely finish the question, the crowd erupts in cheers and whistles that he had the guts to ask him about you, but you’re feeling different about his ballsy move.
“Mackie! No!” you shout from the side, both men looking your way. Mackie tries to look innocent while Sebastian’s face is unreadable, his piercing blue eyes are just staring right back at you and you wish you could read his mind.
“Alright, I take back the ques—“ Mackie starts in a mumble, but Sebastian is quick to cut him off.
“Nah, I’ll answer,” he simply says, another round of cheering filling the place and you accept defeat.
Squatting down you hug your knees to your chest as you listen to the inevitable answer Sebastian is about to give.
“What I love the most about Y/N is that she is genuinely the best person anyone could ever have in their life. She is so selfless and caring towards others, always got her friends’ back no matter what. I love that we aren’t just simply working together but we are friends too, really good ones and that I know nothing can change that.”
Listening to his soothing voice through the speakers, you feel your throat closing up, especially at the last part he just said. Chewing on your bottom lip you tilt your head to the side as he continues.
“Literally anything can happen, we could have the worst fight ever and I still know that we would make up no matter what. She is… just an amazing and exceptional person.”
There’s a heavy moment of silence and you’re staring at him from afar with teary eyes as his eyes are glued to his hands in his lap.
“Damn,” Mackie breathes out, making everyone laugh and Sebastian’s gaze rises to him with a small smile on his lips.
There’s no time to dwell on his answer, the event needs to end. The interviewer thanks for their time and as the crowd cheers to them they head off the stage, waving at them until they disappear.
You’ve moved to the corner of the room, not wanting to be in the way, but you’re still not over the speech Sebastian just gave about you. As he appears from the stage his eyes are clearly scanning the room, searching for someone and when he finally spots you, his face hardens as he heads in your way. You’re standing with your hand covering your lips, eyes still slightly watered and seeing you like this he knots his eyebrows together in worry.
“Hey, what’s—“
“Did you mean that?” you breathe out, your voice trembling. “Did you mean it that nothing can change that?”
“Of course,” he nods, finally seeing what this is all about. “We’ve always found our way back to each other, haven’t we?”
“But dating is so much different than what we do now!” you breathe out, still not entirely sure it’s what you should do.
“Why would it be?” he chuckles softly. “We are already spending the majority of our time together, we know each other better than some couples, it wouldn’t be that big of a change, Y/N. And just like how it could ruin things between us, not taking the step could do the same, because sooner or later it’s gonna be unbearable, one of us might end up dating someone else and that wouldn’t do good to us for sure. I would rather accept the end of it knowing that we gave us a try than not even trying.”
“What if I turn out to be a completely shitty girlfriend?” you ask in a whisper as he steps closer, his hands finding your wrists as he pulls them away from your face, holding them gently. “W-What if I—“
“Shut up,” he cuts you off chuckling. “There’s no chance you are shitty at anything,” he replies teasingly, making you smile the slightest. “But even if you do end up being one, we’ll work on it together.”
His hands guide your hands around his waist, you hold onto his shirt as he cups your face in his hands, his face inching closer until his nose is brushing against yours.
“I really hope you’re right,” you breathe out, giving up to resist it any longer. There’s no use.
“Was I ever not right?” he asks smugly.
“Oh remember when—“
You don’t get to finish, because he silences you the best way possible, his lips smashing onto yours. It’s been long due and it doesn’t disappoint, his lips feel soft and perfect against yours, you can’t help but let out a pleased hum as your hands slide up his toned chest and your arms curl around his neck while his hands find your waist strong arms circling your waist as he pulls you tight against him.
“That’s what I’m talking about!” Mackie’s voice breaks the moment and as you both pull back and turn in his direction, you see him pump his fist into the air with a victorious smirk on his face.
“Mind your own business, Mackie!” Seb calls out to him as you bury your face in the crook of his neck giggling like a little school girl.
“It’s my business! I made it happen!” Mackie retorts and a laugh rumbles through Seb’s chest.
“I’ll send you a thank you gift card later!” he shouts back before turning to you again, kissing the side of your head.
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Dreams Come True
Summary: Spencer is a tease and Reader teaches him a lesson
Pairing: Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader
Warnings: 18+, thigh riding, oral sex (female receiving), spanking, choking, restraints (handcuffs), degradation, gagging, mommy kink
Word Count: 1460
A/N: This is a part 2 to Wake Me Up but it can be read as a stand-alone. It was actually requested by @thatsonezesty13 and I got a little carried away - I hope you like it!
Spencer had been insatiable after your confession. That day you had him in the kitchen, the shower, and a vacant office at the BAU. He couldn’t keep his hands off you. Usually, you wouldn’t mind at all but the team had been called away to Arizona for a case.
You had a strict no sex rule during cases, absolutely no exceptions. Lives were at stake and you channeled all your energy into finding the unsub. Also, the team didn’t know about your relationship and sneaking into each other’s motel rooms would be a dead giveaway. It wasn’t that you really wanted to keep it from them but there was something exciting about sneaking behind the backs of the best profilers in the country.
Spencer was not a fan of your rule but he knew to pick his battles. Normally, he used it as motivation to get the unsub as quickly as possible. Except this time. This time he couldn’t be in the same room as you for 5 minutes without having to physically restrain himself from kissing you. It was hot and you had exchanged your blazers and dress pants for sleeveless blouses and skirts. And this case was long. They had been there in the sweltering heat for a week. A whole week of sleeping alone in his motel room. So Spencer made a plan.
If looks could kill, everyone within a 10 foot radius of you would be dropping like flies including that pretty officer with the local police swooning over your boyfriend. He had been doing this all day - being overly sympathetic with female witnesses, asking them to call him Spencer, wearing those adorable glasses. At first you found it amusing and made a mental note to tease him about how transparent he was when you were back home but now he had you seeing red. You tried to act unbothered but you were seething and Spencer could tell. He knows you inside and out. The officer was leaning over his shoulder and asking idiotic questions like What’s a geographic profile? or So how high is an IQ of 187?
You finally had enough when she grabbed the end of his tie - the purple and white tie he had worn on your first date. You were out of your seat and across the room in no time. Spencer looked at you innocently but you weren’t having it. “Reid, I need to show you something.”
You never called him Reid but he was never such a brat. Smugly, he followed you to the end of a vacant hallway. “Are you enjoying yourself?” you asked.
“I don’t know what you mean” his mischievous smile gave him away.
“You don’t? And here I was thinking you were a genius. But you’re not. You’re just a dumb, desperate baby, aren’t you?” you toyed with his tie, tightening it around his neck until it was just a little uncomfortable. “You need me to remind you who you belong to? Have you forgotten?”
“No, Mommy” he gasped. You closed the distance between you, feeling his erection against your stomach. Satisfied, you undid his tie and harshly pulled it from his neck.
“My room. Tonight” you turned on your heels and left him there, breathless and hard. Despite the promise of punishment, Spencer was over the moon. He won. Or so he thought.
That night you absentmindedly flicked through case files while contemplating your plans for Spencer. In truth, you were excited. He had been such a good boy recently, you could hardly remember the last time you had to punish him. His knock shook you from your reverie. “Come in.”
As soon as he entered you were on him, harshly turning and pushing him against the door so you could deftly handcuff him behind his back. You pulled the cuffs back so they dug into his wrists and pushed him on the bed facedown.
“Is this what you wanted? You needy brat” you reached between his legs and palmed him over his pants, applying just a little too much pressure. “You think that little officer could do this to you?”
“No, she couldn’t. I’m sorry, Mommy. I don’t know what I was thinking” his earlier arrogance was nowhere to be found.
“You weren’t thinking. That’s the problem. If you want to be a stupid, little slut then that’s how I’ll treat you” you gagged him with the purple tie you had taken and threaded his belt from his pants before tugging them down. Without warning you swatted him with the belt and he lurched forward, struggling against the cuffs. With every blow his hips ground into the bed and the handcuffs chafed the skin of his wrists. When you were satisfied with your work you turned him over. He winced as his raw behind came into contact with the scratchy motel sheets. You slowly pulled the tie from his mouth. “Have you learned your lesson?”
“Yes, I have!” he squeaked, upset that he couldn’t touch you.
“Good, now you can make it up to me.” You pulled the hem of your oversized shirt over your head and straddled his face, holding yourself just out of reach. He craned his head up and his arms thrashed behind his back, the handcuffs digging into his wrists. Frustrated, he let out a pitiful whine. “Use your manners, baby. Or have you forgotten those too?”
“Please, Mommy. I want to be good. I’ll do anything” he had gotten himself so worked up over the course of the day and having you just out of reach brought tears to his eyes. As you lowered your dripping core to his face, you let a hand drift down and wipe a stray tear from his face. You knew your punishment was his fantasy brought to life but you couldn’t help yourself. The poor thing just wanted to get your attention, just wanted to be with you all the time.
He was ravenous, licking a stripe up your slit before pressing an open mouth kiss to your core. He loved eating you out - loved how your thighs quivered, how you tasted, how you pulled his hair and made incomprehensible little noises. His tongue found your entrance and he took his time licking around it before pushing in, savoring the string of curses you let out. You were unbearably close and you grinded down, practically suffocating him. Spencer latched onto your clit and sucked hard, triggering your release. You convulsed over him, having to brace yourself with your arms as you rode out your high. He hummed happily and made no move to stop. His head was off the bed at this point, tongue laving over your sensitive sex and drawing out your second orgasm with ease.
Shakily, you pulled away from him, pushing his face into the bed to keep him back. He looked at you with dazed eyes, his chin glistening from your arousal. Did I do good?
“There’s my sweet baby boy. I knew he was in there” you kissed him, tasting yourself on his tongue as you undid the handcuffs. Immediately his hands came up around your face, deepening the kiss as if to say I want you, only you. It wasn’t a part of your plan but you pulled him up into your lap and slid a knee between his legs. “Go on, baby. Come for Mommy”
His eyes screwed shut as he rode your thigh. It didn’t take long, you had him on the edge nearly all day. Once, twice and then he was coming all over your thigh. You showered him with praise and reached over to the nightstand to grab some Kleenex and the bottle of lotion you had put out. You took your time, gently massaging in the lotion and pulling the covers up over him. He tucked himself into your side and rested his head on your breasts, his arms circling your waist and pulling you in close.
“I’m so sorry, Mommy. I didn’t mean to make you mad. I miss you when we’re on cases.” he murmured into your chest.
“I know, baby. I miss you too but you know why we don’t have sex on cases.” you sighed and threaded a hand through his hair. He gave you a reluctant nod and buried his face into your chest. You could feel your resolve crumbling. God, you were going so soft for this boy. Was this his plan all along? Probably.
“But maybe on long cases like this one or when you’re being especially good, I could make an exception. Does that sound ok?” He smiled into the soft skin of your shoulder and sleepily littered a trail of kisses up your neck.
“That sounds like a dream come true”
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