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Queen Bee-atch III (Regina George x reader)

These chapters have been up on ao3 and wattpad but I figured i'd put them here as well.

Warnings: Cursing, use of F-slur but its kind of stupid so dont worry

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“You look like hell.” It was Thursday and Janis had invited you over. “Thanks,” you mumble out while pushing past her into her house. You could navigate her house blind, it's basically your second home now. You go into her room and flop straight into her bed. “You still having trouble sleeping?” Janis asks while plopping down onto the floor. She was surrounded by music sheets and crumpled up paper, her guitar on the ground next to her. You sluggishly sit up and look at her, “Yeah, I just can’t stop thinking.” “About what?” “Nothing, I don’t know,” You push the palms of your hands against your eyes.

You and Janis have weekly jam sessions. Chilling with your best friend and learning new songs to play together was your favorite pastime. Damien joins occasionally and sings along since you and Janis can’t sing for shit. At least you think so.

“Let’s just find a song then you can nap on my bed or something.” Janis proposes. Getting up, you pick up the acoustic guitar at the corner of the room and make your way to where she was seated. This week was your turn to pick a song.

“You’ll love this song. I discovered it recently and-”

“It’s Alex G again, isn't it? The chords he uses are so weird!”

“Yeah but-”

“Please tell me you have another song.”

You sigh, “I really thought you’d agree to that one. Let’s just play ‘Where is Your Mind’ or something.”

Janis is tuning her guitar when you get a text from your mother.

-We’re going shopping. I expect you to be at the mall in 20 minutes.-

You groan and lay your whole body onto the ground. “I know I’m already here but can I get a raincheck on the session? My mom is dragging me to go shopping” You sigh while getting up. “Yeah, no worries.” Janis replies, unbothered. God you really needed to sleep.

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“Seriously, mother?” Your mom was holding up a pink shirt with ‘baby gurlz’ plastered on the front. She had dragged you to the mall to upgrade your wardrobe. You needed new clothes because, according to your mother, you looked like an ‘emo beggar’. Your mother rolls her eyes “You dress like a hobo that lives at Hot Topic, baby. No offense.” It’s been 3 hours since you came in and you hadn’t found anything you liked. You take the shirt out of her hands and place it back on the rack.

“Can we just go home? I have an English test tomorrow and I haven’t started studying.” The lie comes out easily. In reality, you just wanted to nap. It’s been 3 days and you’ve gotten a total of 2 hours of sleep. A sigh comes out of your mothers mouth, “You know what, go sit in the car, you’re wearing whatever I buy you. Your outfit is going to be on your desk tomorrow morning.” She could buy you a dinosaur onesie and you wouldn’t care, you just wanted to nap.

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Unsurprisingly, the nap plan didn’t work out. You passed out eventually though, an hour before school, but at least it was something. You were now at your locker, clad in a white crop-top and baby blue skirt that was way too short. You hadn’t actually realized what your mother had picked out until a wide-eyed Damien grabbed your shoulder and dragged you to the bathroom. “Girl, what are you wearing? Also, did you lose weight?” You look at Damien confused, until you turn to the mirror. “Oh what the f-”

“Damien? What poor girl did you drag- the fuck?” Janis looks at you in shock, Cady standing behind her, while you stare back equally mortified. “You look like a pastel emo, dude.” Janis says while walking up to you and spinning you around. You stomp your foot. “Stop! I already feel bad enough.” You whine while pushing Janis off you and turning back to the mirror. Damien walks up behind you and stops your hands that were pulling at your shirt. “Girl you got bod, and those clothes lowkey look good on you.” Your eye roll is interrupted by the bell ringing. Shit.

Your thoughts start going crazy as you’re walking to English class. God they can see my legs! They probably know you don’t usually wear skirts. They’re probably all like: ‘look at her. You know she usually doesn’t wear skirts?’

Before you know it, you're sitting at your desk in English class, looking at your notebook. When did you get here? Huh, time flies when you’re having fun. You’re giggling at your own joke when you hear someone clearing their throat next to you. Regina?

“Did you hear anything I just said? Are you even actually physically present? It’s like I’m talking to a wall.” Regina raises an eyebrow waiting for a response. “Oh uh, hi.” You mumble out pathetically. She lets out a mocking ‘hi’ before continuing, “Anyways, I’ll pick you up after school for our project.” Project? What? You look up at the board and finally notice the list of instructions written down for a book report you had to do, with details of the partners the teacher had assigned. How much of the class had passed? Your question is answered when the bell signaling the end of the period rings.

You stand up too fast and start swaying before Regina gets up and holds you by your waist to steady you. “Woah there, slow down babe,” She pauses and looks you up and down. She bends down slightly to stare directly into your eyes and taps your cheek, “Cute outfit. See you after school.”

She packs her things and walks past you into the hallway.

You really need to sleep.

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It's like the bottom of your skirt was a mountain climber the way it kept hiking up with every step you took. At least it's almost the end of the day. One more period and you'd be on your way home. You were dragging your feet across the hall when you felt a slap on your ass. You turn around to see one of the jocks ,that you couldn't for the life of you remember the name of, smirking down at you.

Curse him out! Why are you just standing there? Your mouth flops open and closed like a fish, trying to come up with a devastating insult.

"F-Faggot."

...What the fuck? Your eyes widened. Before you could properly process what you said, you were pushed up against a locker with the jock impossibly close to you. "Say that again, slut." He grits his teeth, pushing you further into the locker. You're suddenly released and a very angry Regina was holding him by his shirt collar. "Apologize to her." You'd hate to be on the receiving end of the glare she's giving him. He scoffs, "You've gotten soft, Regina. Anyways, I was just giving her a compliment!" Regina's eyes somehow harden even more. "If the next words that come out of your mouth aren't an apology, Shane. I swear to god." His confidence falters and he eventually mumbles out an apology. "Walk away, and take your micro-penis with you."

Regina hears a giggle from below her and her eyes soften as she sees you on the floor. She helps you up and adjusts your clothes.

"You okay?"

"Yeah, it's whatever."

She stares at you for a second.

"Take out your phone."

"What? Why-"

She pulls your phone out of your hand.

"I'm putting in my number, idiot."

What?

"For the project? I'm picking you up after school, remember?"

"Oh yeah. Pfft. Totally."

Giving your phone back and rolling her eyes, she turns away and leaves. From the corner of your eye you catch Janis and Damien stomping over. "Dude, why were you talking to Regina? Also our plan is working, Caddy's growing on them." You look at Janis, confused before she continues, "You need to sleep dude. Whatever we have health together let's find Caddy and get to class." Damien puts his arm around you and you all start walking. "What were you talking about with Regina, by the way?" He questions while adjusting his arm around you, "We got paired up for a project. A book report or something." You avoid bringing up the fact that you got harassed.

You love Janis and Damien, truly, but they tend to be a little overprotective. "Hah! What a nightmare!" Janis laughs. You look down at the floor, your face turning slightly red, mumbling, "She isn't that bad." The conversation dies out as you approach the classroom, Cady greeting you at the door. "Hey! So, Aaron invited me to this Halloween party..." Cady's voice fades as you sit down and put your head down onto your desk.

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"Nice room, Blondie." You say, going further into Regina's room. She had been waiting for you outside the school in her convertible, making it impossible for you to get out of spending time with her. Despite her recent tolerability, you couldn't forget how she used to treat you.

Regina smiles, "Thanks, Y/N. It was my mom's but I made her trade it."

"Woah. 'Y/N'? Are you going soft on me, Blondie?"

"Shut up."

You walk around her room and spot a couple of vinyls. Green day? My Chemical Romance? The Yeah Yeah Yeahs? The Strokes! What!

"Blondie, you have taste?"

Regina flips around and stomps towards you, taking the 'Stereophonics' vinyl out of your hands. "Stop going through my shit, Gerard." Back to square one.

She watches you adjust your skirt and pull at your shirt uncomfortably. Walking into her closet, she finds a pair of shorts and a loose t-shirt she hadn't worn in years. You were awkwardly standing in the middle of her room before you felt a bunch of clothes hit your face.

The shock passes and you smile at her gratefully while she rolls her eyes and takes a seat at her desk. Should you go to her bathroom? Whatever, she's already seen you shirtless. Her face turns red while she pretends not to notice you changing in front of her. You finish up and take out your laptop, taking a seat on the floor. She swivels her chair to face you, "So, what book were you thinking?" You look up at her, slightly shocked. You didn't think she'd give you a choice.

"Oh. Uh. The Bell Jar?"

"Too bleak."

"It ends nicely though!"

"No! Pick something else."

"Okay, uh, My Year of Rest and Relaxation?" You propose with an eyebrow raised.

She glares at you.

"Are all the books you read just about mentally ill women?"

You sigh, "Pretty much. Oh! What about Matilda!"

She opens her mouth to argue, then pauses for a moment.

"Actually that doesn't sound too bad. Matilda it is."

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An hour passed before Regina looked up from her report and found you curled up on her floor, your laptop discarded to the side. After putting away your laptop, she approaches you and stares down at you. Hands on her hips, she looks around before letting out a breath and picking you up. "Gina?" You mumble out.

She shushes you and places you on her bed. "No. No, it's fine. I have to finish the report." Attempting to sit up, you whine when she pushes you back onto her bed. "We have a week till it's due. Rest." She leaves no room to argue as she tucks you in. "No! Oh wow. Your bed is so comfortable." Your eyes start drifting close and the last thing you see is Regina placing a kiss on your head.

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"I mean I've been dressing up as a mouse since freshman year, why would I change now?" Karen's voice takes you out of your blissful slumber. How long have you been asleep? "You're barely even a mouse, Karen." You could hear Gretchen reply. The sun had started setting, from what you could tell. You sit up, rubbing your eyes and looking around the room. Gretchen and Karen were sitting on the floor while Cady was laying above the sheets next to you. "Hey sleepyhead!" Cady pinches your cheek and tackles you when you try to push her away. She straddles your waist and starts tickling you. "Dude!...Stop!" You say in between giggles.

"What's going on here?" Regina must've been in the bathroom, "Finally up? I was getting ready to call the funeral house, Gerard." She was wearing sweatpants and a tank top. You accidentally glance down at her chest and turn away quickly, blushing, unaware of Regina's knowing smirk. She must've changed when you wear asleep.

Cady finally stops her assault on you. "Ha. Ha" You roll your eyes, moving to get up when Cady grabs your arm and pulls you back down, "Did you wrestle a bear or something?" Looking down to see what she was talking about, you notice a huge hand shaped bruise on your shoulder. You can feel everybody's eyes on you. "Oh, I fell during PE. It's nothing" You shrug her hand away and rub your shoulder, walking towards the walk-in closet, ignoring Regina's eyes burning a hole in your back. Bending down to pick up your clothes, a bright pink book catches your attention.

"Hey. Why didn't you tell Cady about Shane- No!" Regina's eyes widen as rushes towards you and pulls the book out of your hand. It's too late, your page had been the first one you found when you opened the book. Standing up, your voice wavers, "Thank you for being so accommodating, I'll get out of your hair now." You bump your shoulder into her getting out of the closet, hurting yourself more than her.

The silence that followed after you slammed the door on your way out was loud. Regina plops down next to Karen and Gretchen, Cady following after her. Running her hands through her hair, Regina sighs and stares at her bedroom door.

"Fuck."

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sunflowerkiwis · 8 months

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WAG

charles leclerc x reader - part one

summary: everyone loves childhood-best-friends-turned-sweethearts yn and charles but they notice something’s… off. also your best friend is obsessed with your boyfriend’s boyfriend :)

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part one | part two | part three | part four

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Tarot Reading (Pick A Card): What Are Their Current Intentions? 💌

Hey, everyone. I am back for another Tarot reading today. I took some time away from this blog and doing readings because I needed to self-care, to reflect and regroup. But, now I'm back! So, let's get into it.

Today, we are going to be looking at your person's current intentions. Meaning what do they want out of this connection, what do they want to give you and what actions do they plan on taking. Remember that energy can always change. I will give it to you honest, per usual, but try not to either get too frustrated by a reading or overly idealize a situation because of a reading you receive, either. My motto for love readings is "don't stress, don't obsess".

Also, on Patreon, I will be doing an extended reading where we will see what will happen the next time you see your person. So, if you're interested in joining me over there, the link to the extended will be at the end of each pile's reading.

I am also not taking reversals because I tried to earlier and the energy just felt very off. I feel like I have just gotten into such a groove of not taking them that I am probably just not meant to for awhile.

Anyway, choose the image or images below that you are most drawn to. The theme for today: birds. Why? Because a little birdie is going to tell me what your person's intentions are. Lol idk. Sometimes, I just choose what's most aesthetically pleasing to me in the moment.

As always, trust your intuition. It will tell you if you have chosen the right pile or if there are messages here for you. 💚

PILE 1

PILE 2

PILE 3

PILE 4

PILE 1

Knight of Cups

(clarified by: Seven of Swords)

Judgement

(clarified by: The Star)

Three of Pentacles

(clarified by: The Tower)

Queen of Pentacles (back of the deck)

Pile 1, I have the feeling that your person has some explaining to do! I think, in the past, they played around on you quite a bit. This could have been a situationship that never went anywhere, an unfulfilling relationship or even some kind of unrequited love situation. Regardless, there was some sort of major ending. A fall out. A bridge burned, even, for some of you. And I actually think it was good for you. Even though it was painful, ending things with this person was very empowering for you. I am getting that phrase "may the bridges I burn light my way". You kind of feel like you're in unbothered mode, moving on, while this person is still very much hurting over this.

So, what are their current intentions? Well, they want you back. I say that because I am hearing the Nsync song I Want You Back. But, I get the feeling from you that this is vaguely amusing or even hilarious and ridiculous. Even though they are planning on making this romantic gesture, I don't know how successful it will be and they don't either. I guess we will see in the extended! But, the thing I am feeling is that they really did something to disrespect you or take you for granted. They may have even lied in some way. At the very least, they hurt you unnecessarily and it's no one's fault but theirs. You know that and, if it's any comfort, they know it, too.

Tbh, I am definitely getting "third party" energy here. And I feel like this went one of two ways. They may have chose someone else over you and this person turned out to, honestly, be a total nightmare. The connection definitely feels karmic and in that very painful way that karmic relationships can be. They may not have realized what they were signing up for with this person til they were in it. Also, maybe this person isn't overly toxic but the situation is just very unstable. One of the reasons why is... you. Which is funny because you kind of have the energy of the "now why am I in it?" meme. You aren't in this relationship and you aren't pursuing this person. But, this karmic knows how much your person loves you, maybe through suspicion or an intuitive sense. They know they can't compare and it's something that makes them very insecure.

I see you as this Queen of Pentacles to your person. Regardless of your gender, you are a very feminine being who has a stabilizing, nurturing effect on them. In fact, this might become a bit of an issue because they could project their mother complex on to you, sometimes. It's easy for you to fall into that but I think you have been working on it. You have been learning to put yourself and your needs first. You could have birth chart placements in Earth: Taurus, Virgo or Capricorn. As caring and sensitive as you are, you are also very sensible. And that level head has allowed you to set very firm boundaries now with this person.

But, I will say that you don't have to necessarily burn a bridge with this person. And if you have, you can rebuild it. You can be firm and strong yet still kind. There is hope for this connection but it's also up to you and your free will. This person used their free will to choose someone else. So, you can use your free will to choose yourself, if you want. It's funny because I am not getting a lot about THEIR intentions because, in the end, your Guides want you to remember that this is up to you. Even though you feel a powerful connection with this person, even though they want you back, you get to choose what path you want.

I also get the feeling that this person is far from ready. They are trying to get ready. And maybe you don't want to wait around for that. But, they are going through some massive changes and that is destined, whether you end up together or not. You were the catalyst for that. But, they are a little too focused on getting you back, as if you are this goal or prize. And to quote the legendary Princess Jasmine, you are not a prize to be won! It may be especially messy because they might still be with this third party. BUT, I don't think they will come forward to you with this romantic offer until it's done. It may end in a very dramatic fashion, though. Actually, I think it most likely will end that way lol.

They still have a lot to learn. They are this Knight of Cups. They want to be emotionally available to you but they are still not quite mature enough yet. They could definitely have Water placements in their chart: Cancer, Scorpio, Pisces. Scorpio, most likely, is coming through strongly. (They could also have Aquarius energy or you could) They are highly secretive in a lot of ways and the biggest thing they need to work on is honest, open communication without fear of vulnerability. They are not there yet but they're working in it. When they finally come forward, it will lead to a revelation of their true feelings toward you. But, it's going to take a lot of effort from them.

What will happen the next time you see this person? Join me on Patreon in the extended reading to find out

EXTENDED READING FOR PILE 1

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PILE 2

The Hierophant

(clarified by: The Empress)

Five of Swords

(clarified by: Knight of Wands)

Five of Wands

(clarified by: The Lovers)

Two of Wands (back of the deck)

Pile 2, your person is feeling this very restless desire to move toward you. This is something that seems to be affecting everything they do. It's like no matter what they do, their attention drifts back to you. But, not really in a daydreamy sort of way. More so in the sense that this person wants to take action toward you and move out of the current place they're in. For some of you, they may actually be thinking about moving to where you are, as this could be long distance. That's how serious they are about you.

That may be pretty shocking to you. I say that because a) this feels like a situation that's in separation and that you haven't spoken to this person in a long time and b) they've never been the serious type before. I see them as this Knight of Wands figure. They could have Aries, Leo or Sagittarius placements in their chart. They are very fiery and more on the masculine side. They were either a major player when you were in their life or they were rather insensitive and self-centered. Somehow, they really hurt you. Maybe treated you like an option, maybe were very reckless with your feelings. They could have even just rejected you or not given you the time of day because they were too busy chasing after other people. This person is very attractive and charismatic and is used to love interests flocking to them. But, in the midst of all that, they failed to appreciate the one who mattered most: you.

I said all of that because I do think this person is constantly thinking back to that period when you were in their life and evaluating their mistakes. I'm hearing, "I was such an asshole". Well, I won't argue there lol. I also think that, at one point, they had a choice between you and someone else. Or something else. Maybe not necessarily a person but a lifestyle or something. Maybe they chose their immaturity and BS over you. Regardless, you walked away from them once it proved to be too much. And I think they are striving very hard to learn from these past mistakes.

There is a lot of fear they harbor over you moving on and finding someone else. Maybe you already have and they know that via word of mouth or social media. Regardless, they want to be better than your other options. Because, let's be real, YOU have plenty of options to choose from and I think this person either forgot that or didn't fully realize that. On some level, they were convinced that they were the prize. Well, I think you've effectively flipped that script on them. Because they are seeing you as The Empress: a very feminine individual who is absolutely gorgeous, from the inside out, and high-value. (You may have Taurus or Libra placements, especially Taurus). They are feeling super-attracted to you and I get the sense that you are deliberating leaning more into your Empress power and they can energetically sense that. And it's making you wildly magnetic to this person, more than ever.

Their intentions are basically to cuff you, to lock you down into a commitment. But, of course, whether or not you say yes to this is up to you. I feel like you actually wanted a real commitment with them at one point and made yourself available and they either rejected you or took you for granted or both. But, now, it's like they are on the same page now that you were then. Does that matter to you now, though? The song Too Little Too Late by Jojo is coming through. Listen to the lyrics. This may either be how you feel or what they fear you're going to tell them. However, I don't think they are willing to give this up without a fight. And they are very intent on showing you how much they want this and how much they will fight for it. How you respond is up to you.

I do think this is a very significant connection and, at one point, you saw this person as "the one". They are definitely a soulmate of some kind. Possibly even that label that rhymes with "schwin schlame", if you ascribe to that. But, just remember that these types of connections do not necessarily have to end up in union. This is more of guidance for you. Trust whatever your heart is telling you, in regards to this situation, and don't be overly attached to an outcome or a preconceived notion of your future with this person.

What will happen the next time you see this person? Join me on Patreon in the extended reading to find out

EXTENDED READING FOR PILE 2

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PILE 3

Six of Cups

(clarified by: Two of Wands)

The Lovers

(clarified by: Queen of Pentacles)

Three of Cups

(clarified by: Ace of Swords)

King of Wands (back of the deck)

Pile 3, the energy here is so interesting. First of all, I wouldn't be surprised if you were also drawn to Pile 1. But, only check it out if you were truly drawn to it. This is another energy, though. A different person from that pile. It's a new person that you either haven't met yet or you have just recently met. If you haven't met them yet, you will very soon and I also feel as if you FEEL them already. Maybe you're having dreams about them or getting signs or confirmations. Either way, this is definitely someone a part of your soul family. You have had past lives with them and they're a soulmate. Like, a high level soulmate. They are this King of Wands figure: a very masculine individual who has healthy confidence, mature strength and is a leader. They likely have placements in Fire: Aries, Leo, Sagittarius.

Keep in mind that readings can be futuristic, on occasion, or tell us how a connection will play out in the near future. So, if you haven't met this person yet, they will feel this way about you soon after. Maybe they already do, to some extent, because they already have their eye on you or just sense you subconsciously. But, if you have recently met them, this is how they are feeling now and what their intentions are now. If neither of this situations apply, this may not be your pile. Because I am getting this new and fresh kind of energy from them. It doesn't feel like anyone from the past.

Anyway, with that in mind, their intentions are pretty simple. Powerful but simple. They just want you to be with them. This is someone who knows what they want. I say that because two songs came through just now: I Wanna Be Yours by Arctic Monkeys and I Wanna Get To Know You by G Unit. So, yeah, very straightforward! Lol and that will be the refreshing thing about this person. They will be that healthy masculine counterpart who knows how to go after what they want and put in effort consistently. And I get the feeling that most of you are not used to such behavior from the masculines you've been with in the past.

The Queen of Pentacles also came up in Pile 1. And this is you, regardless of if you're male or female. You are a very feminine being who has a very grounded, comforting, and abundant energy. You could have personal placements in Earth: Taurus, Virgo, Capricorn. They see you in this way. They see your beauty and your value. However, they aren't just going to think this or say this. They want to SHOW you how much they value you. They want you to feel chosen and appreciated. They intend to show you that you're their top priority.

It's like they have always known you existed and always knew you were out there. Like their heart was holding out for someone like you, throughout all their disappointing romantic experiences, and that belief in love kept them going. For a select number of you, this is someone you knew while growing up or in high school or college who you are reconnecting with. And maybe you didn't see each other in a romantic light then but you can see it now. Kind of like Simba and Nala in The Lion King. Something about lions or Africa could be significant. One or both of you could have Leo energy or be of African descent. I am also getting that this could have been a friend or a sibling in a past life that you're coming together with romantically in this life. Don't let the latter possibility freak you out. Relationships can shift like that on the soul's journey.

Also, this person is a lot of fun. They may see you as a blast, too, and want to be very social with you. I can really see you on their arm at social events. This person is very attractive, very charming and they have lots of admirers, platonically and romantically. And they are going to want to show you off because they see you as an equal match. I also think they know that people will love you and will find you as funny and smart and fascinating as they do. You will meet a lot of new people through this individual.

In my reading in Your Future Romantic Partner, there was a pile about you being with someone in the public eye, in some capacity. If you picked that pile, this is probably that person. They really have that it factor! And, in terms of their relationship with you, they really want to be the best partner they can be for you. This will be a very harmonious and fulfilling union, if you choose it. That doesn't mean it will be perfect or that they're perfect, though. And things going so well may trigger your "flight response" because you're so used to being let down. You're not used to being appreciated this much and treated this well. But, you deserve it! So, don't run from it. If those fears or insecurities rise up, just deal with them and let them go. You don't want to miss out in something great just because it's foreign territory. (Speaking of which, they also may be of a different nationality than you or live in another country and have a different accent than you)

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PILE 4

Ten of Wands

(clarified by: Nine of Pentacles)

Nine of Wands

(clarified by: Ace of Swords)

Five of Cups

(clarified by: Judgement)

Eight of Pentacles (back of the deck)

Pile 4, it feels like your person is hanging on by a thread. They are going through a highly stressful time and it feels like much of this stressed is self-induced. They have been putting way too much on their plate and they are reaching a point of burnout. This is someone who is a hard worker, to the point of being a workaholic, and they are learning that they can't just bury themselves in work to avoid their problems. Because, you know, that only makes your problems worse. And I think they have done this in order to avoid thinking about you, even though they have strong feelings for you.

Something happened here that made you guys fall out of touch. Maybe you had a falling out or you just lost touch. I feel like there was some sort of big misunderstanding that caused this or there was a sense that things that were left unsaid. It's really interesting because the energy here is kind of... vague. I think this is maybe someone who never expressed their feelings or romantic interest to you whatsoever. And for a long time, you had no idea that they felt that way toward you. Maybe until you chose this pile lol. Or probably sometime recently. You might have learned it from another Tarot reading or just a sudden epiphany/download. Take it as it resonates. But, when I am doing these readings, I usually get a sense of the "story" involved. Here, it doesn't feel like that because I think you spent a lot of time very unaware of this person's feelings for you and how that was driving their actions and decisions.

So, yeah, this definitely feels like a former friend or co-worker who was a secret admirer. For most of you, they're not in your life anymore. And if they are, you are at a distance and not really communicating. But, either way, they really want that line of communication to open again. And they also have this strong desire to be with you. Or, at least, to confess their feelings to you. It is this burden that is weighing on them very heavily. That is actually a part of their stress. They aren't able to get those feelings off their chest and that's very burdensome. They are looking at you as the Nine of Pentacles, so you may have Earth placements (Taurus, Virgo, Capricorn) in your chart. (A very Earthy reading today) They are kind of putting you on a pedestal and idealizing you as this really beautiful, really valuable being that they want but can't have.

Something about pursuing you would have been "wrong", in their mind. For many of you, this is someone who is married or in a serious relationship. It also could have been a co-worker or someone at your job who didn't want to cross professional lines with you. But, whatever the case, they really regret not going for it. If they're with someone else, I don't think it's a happy situation. In fact, I think it's very codependent and a public show of happiness instead of something genuine. They definitely could be one of those couples who are always posting pics together on Instagram but are actually disconnected and miserable together in real life. But, it's all a part of this image of a perfectly successful life this person has always strived for. And they are starting to see how hollow that can be.

So, I am not getting a lot about intentions toward you. Like, yes, they want you but they are not ready to do anything any time soon. They have a lot they need to release to do so. I think this person will undergo some massive shifts in the near future, whether that's totally changing careers or leaving their current partner. They are in resistance mode still, though, too afraid of change. I am hearing Let It Happen by Tame Impala. They need to just let go and stop trying to control everything in their life. They have all these preconceived notions about the life that they "should" be leading and that has always hele them back.

They are also thinking frequently about you because they admire how you live your life. While they seem like the codependent type in relationships, you are much more independent. You also don't care much about others' approval in the way that they do. They would love some of that to rub off on them. Even though they want to be with you, a part of them also wants to be you. Like I said, the energy here is very different. I can't even gauge much about how you feel about them because I just don't think this is something at the forefront of your mind. But, maybe it will take you by surprise. Sometimes, great connections can happen out of the blue with the people we least expect.

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first time writing for lewis so lets see how this goes 😭 i had quite a hard time writing so i made it a social media one, as usual!

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Warnings: 18+ ONLY! NSFW! Explicit sexual content, coarse language, oral sex, unprotected sex, mild drug and alcohol use, dirty talk idk I think that's it???

Word Count: 4750

Summary: friends with benefits turns complicated when someone's keeping a secret <3

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“Jake, just tell me!” I laugh as Jake digs his fingers into my side, causing me to squeal louder.

“Some secrets are better kept…secret”, he responds with a grin on his face, finally easing up on me as I push him away. “Trust me.” I sit up straighter on his lumpy, familiar couch, but he doesn’t give me any more personal space. He has a way of doing that. Taking up my space. And I wish I could say it bothered me. “Besides, what if I was the one annoying the fuck out of you until you told me your deepest, darkest secrets?”

“First of all, drama queen, you never said this was a deep or dark secret, second, you know everything about me, I’m sure of it. I’m an open book. A free bird,” I respond enthusiastically, getting up off the couch and spreading my arms out like wings.

“Okay, free bird, you first. Are you going to admit you were faking your orgasm last night?” he asks, slouched into the couch, legs spread and hands folded in his lap. That same miserable grin is back on his face. I feel blood rush to my cheeks, coloring me guilty, immediately.

“Fine,” I shrug, attempting to appear unbothered. “Yes, I did. I was tired and you were taking too long.” His grin widens slightly, but his eyes squint as he reads me. It’s times like these, I wish he didn’t know me as well as he did. I really and truly do wear my heart on my sleeve and my emotions tend to play on my face, like a movie screen. “Your turn,” I shift, crossing my arms over my chest.

Jake stands and closes the gap between us in two long strides. His nose is practically brushing mine, he’s so close before he says, “Nice try,” and walks past me into the kitchen.

“I’ll pry it out of you one way or another”, I say, following him begrudgingly.

Jake and I have known each other for years. He was my first crush in middle school, who turned into my first boyfriend in highschool and after graduation, my biggest heartbreak. We tried the whole dating thing, but it was bad for both of us. Jake is very demanding of time and attention. He’s passionate and jealous and honest. I, on the other hand, have always been more free spirited, tending to go with the flow. We’re completely different. Fire and ice.

I could sit here and tell you all the ins and outs of how he hurt me, how I hurt him, and all of the baggage that comes along with young love, but I’ll spare you the sob story. Just trust me when I tell you that Jake and I don’t do relationships well. Neither of us. I couldn't tell you the last time I had a boyfriend for longer than a month before it crashed and burned. And Jake? Jake’s exact words to me the last time I asked were, “I don't really do girlfriends.”

That hasn’t kept us from ignoring the obvious, though. No, we’re well aware of just how well we do fit together physically. Without saying it in so many words we’d become friends with benefits, fast. When I’m home from school and he’s in town, there aren’t many nights we spend without each other. Jake might be too prideful to admit the same, but I can say, honestly, that he’s by far the best sex I’ve ever had.

“What time is everyone supposed to be here?” I question, as I watch him unload the dishwasher, stacking his coffee cups in the annoyingly particular way he always does.

Jake’s throwing a small party tonight with some of our old mutual friends from home, since most everyone is in town for the fourth of July. The usual suspects will be here, I’m sure of it. We’ll fall back into old habits. Playing stupid drinking games until half of us can’t see straight and have to Uber home with our heads hanging out the window in a desperate attempt to dispel the nausea.

I however, know without a shadow of a doubt, as much as I stand at the mirror and tell myself I won’t, that I will be in Jake’s bed tonight instead of the Uber in question.

As if on cue, the doorbell rings. “Come in!” Jake belts out.

“Long time no see!” Jake’s twin brother, Josh, calls from the front door with a lick of sarcasm under his tongue. He shuffles into the kitchen and unpacks what appears to be half of the entire liquor store onto the counter top.

Followed by Josh are Danny and Sam and their usual posse.They all say their hello’s and waste no time making their way into the kitchen to get the drinks flowing.

An hour later, the house is full and the laughs are loud. I’ve missed this. I’ve missed the banter, the blaring music, the escape from reality and the ability this house, this town, has to make us all forget how much distance there really is between the lives we live now and the ones we left behind.

When it’s finally dark enough outside, we gather in the middle of the cul-de-sac and try our best to dodge the sparks flying off the dozens of fireworks Sam and Danny haphazardly detonate. Whoever decided to give control of the explosives to the two drunkest party guests should be criminally charged.

The party quiets down a little bit and migrates to Jake’s backyard. We sit around his dingy homemade fire pit and watch the rest of the fireworks go off all around the neighborhood. The joint being passed around mellows most of us out and we sit there with our heads on the backrest of our camp chairs, tilted to the sky.

“That right there is Gemini,” Sam says, pointing up towards the stars.

“Huh?” I overhear Jake question.

“The Gemini constellation, stupid. The twins?” he scoffs, sounding truly offended, as if this is common knowledge for just anyone.

“You sure you weren't just seeing fireworks?” Jake teases. Sam rolls his eyes into the back of his head and grunts out a rebuttal.

I think in Sam’s past-life he was some kind of hippie astronomer. He knows far too much about the cosmos for someone who decided against post secondary education. However, it’s a helpful tool to gauge just how far-gone Sam is. He always wants to talk about astronomy when he’s had one too many drinks.

The conversation merges into talk of the ‘Good Ol’ Days’ and it’s just a matter of time before–

“Remember when you and Jake tried dating?” Josh yells from the opposite side of the firepit, gesturing to me. There are a few chuckles and eye rolls from the group. Josh loves this story. Loves making me blush and riling his brother up.

I usually ignore it, but it drives Jake insane for some reason. He doesn’t always know how to keep his cool when he is annoyed, especially with his brother. “Is something funny?” he chides.

“Uh oh. Did I poke the bear?” Josh taunts, throwing me a wink.

I am all too familiar with their typical twin banter bullshit, I’ve been around it for years. They like to egg each other on until the other explodes, and if Josh keeps going, he’s going to get exactly what he’s wanting out of Jake.

“Come on, Josh, that topic is so tired, what about your tryst with that one guy…” Danny steps up to save the day and change the conversation as Jake turns to me.

“I’m tired,” he says quietly, yawning widely. Jake has a very small social battery and when he’s done, he’s done.

“Me too,” I breathe, catching his contagious yawn. As we stand to make our way inside, the rest of the party seems to naturally disperse as well. One by one, the party starts to fade out, until there is no one left but Sam.

“I have about $5 in my bank account so uber isn’t an option. Cool if I just crash in the guest room.” Sam says.

“Let me go grab my stuff out of there,” I offer, moving past him to reach for the door handle.

“Oh, shit, sorry I don’t want to put you out if that’s where you were planning on sleeping tonight,” Sam interjects.

“Sam, just go to bed,” Jake orders. I can’t tell if his curt response is due to the fact that I know he’s tired or if he doesn’t want to get into the logistics of exactly where I’d be sleeping instead.

Sam begrudgingly obeys and drags his near lifeless body into the bedroom. I follow him, flicking on the light and collecting my bag off the bed before wishing him goodnight. Before I even have the door completely closed, the light flickers off and we hear a loud thud.

“Jesus, it sounds like he catapulted himself onto the mattress,” Jake huffs out a lazy laugh, wiping away the sleep from his eyes and meanders into the bathroom.

“If I had nine shots of tequila and a rack of beers to myself, I’m sure I'd be doing the same”, I yawn, grabbing my bag and making my way to the living room.

I’ve almost got a little bed completely set up on the couch when Jake snatches the blanket from my hands.

“Come on,” he says, dragging my blanket down the hallway towards his room without muttering another word, let alone giving me half a second to respond. I follow him anyway, stopping in the doorway to watch him shuffle out of his jeans.

“Jake,” I nearly whisper. “If I sleep in here, will you tell me your secret?” I ask as coyly as I can muster at this ungodly hour in the middle of the night. His movements come to a halt when he pulls his shirt over his head, glaring at me.

“I think I’d tell you just about anything to get you to let me sleep,” he groans, but the upward tilt of a smile on his lips reassures you that there’s no real malice behind his words.

I roll my eyes and finally close the door behind me. By the time I take my makeup off and change into a t-shirt, he’s already in bed with the lamp off and the TV on, playing his usual reruns of Shameless. I crawl into bed next to him, and make myself comfortable.

This is…new for us. Sure, I’ve been in bed with Jake before, but not like this. This feels… domestic. Intimate in a way I’m not sure I know how to process. I peer up at Jake, watching him for a few moments as he watches the TV.

“So… this secret…” I coax.

“Hmm,” he barely acknowledges me.

“A deal’s a deal, Kiszka,” I remind him, shifting up on my elbow, my head in my hand, waiting for him to come clean.

“I don’t remember making any deals with you, succubus,” he suppresses a grin as he lazily tosses his arm up and under his pillow, eyes still fixed on the TV.

“I’m in your bed, aren’t I?” I ask, “Now it’s your turn to–”

“I’m pretty sure my exact words were ‘I’d tell you just about anything’. Emphasis on the ‘just about’ part.”

“Are you—”

“You’re gonna have to work a little harder than that,” he breathes out, no longer attempting to hide the smile that’s creeping onto his lips.

I let out a ‘humph’ and fall flat onto my back, arms crossed. I lay there awake for a moment, staring at the ceiling, listening to the ever soothing sounds of Southside Chicago from the TV.

There’s a kind of tension in the room that I don’t think either of us can really place. Sexual tension is not something Jake and I are strangers to. I’ve felt that with him since the day we met. This is not that. This feels tethered to something much deeper.

I think about giving up and calling it a night, but the longer I lay there the harder it is for me to fall asleep. Jake and I don’t do feelings. We’re friends, sure. Friends who have casual sex, but the boundaries we have in place are all unspoken.

I finally work up the courage to break the silence by rustling the sheets as I change positions to lay on my side, facing him. Lazily, he turns his head to look at me. His expression is blank as he waits for me to say something and I become increasingly aware of how close his face is to mine.

“What are you hiding, Jake?” I ask as I intertwine my leg with his under the covers. I feel my breath bounce off of his lips and back on to mine. He scoffs, turning his face back toward the ceiling and pinching the bridge of his nose as if I’m pestering him like a small child.

I maneuver myself even closer to him, my lips latching on to his neck, peppering kisses in a routeless path between his ear lobe and collar bone. I hear him exhale through barely parted lips as he relaxes into my advances.

“Sleepy?” I ask, not-so-subtly propositioning him.

“Not anymore,” he responds, tucking his hair behind his ear and sitting up on his elbows.

I shrug the covers off of myself and maneuver on top of him until I’m straddling his waist. His hands palm my naked thighs as I reach for the hem of his worn t-shirt, pulling it up and over his head.

I let him pull mine off as well and his hands latch on to my breasts almost instantly. Shaking my head, I peel them off of me and place them at his sides, holding them down tightly at the wrist. He gives me a look of confusion and I try and fail to suppress a grin as I lean in to kiss him.

His lips move slowly but persistently against mine and part for me immediately as I lick into his mouth. His tongue slides against my teeth and I take the opportunity to bite down on it gently, causing him to groan into my mouth.

“Jake,” I sigh into his mouth, swiveling my hips against his as I feel him, semi hard between my legs. His hands twitch under my grip.

“Let me touch you,” he breathes, biting down on my lower lip as he pleads.

“No,” I whisper back, kissing him harder as I fall into a rhythm with my hips. Reaching between us, I pull my panties to the side and position myself directly on top of his hard dick, the only thing separating him from my wet core is the thin fabric of his boxer briefs.

“Oh, fuck,” he mutters, eyes squeezing shut.

“No, no,” I reach my free hand up to take his jaw in my grip, the other hand still holding his arm down at his side. “Eyes on me.” His eyes meet mine again as my mouth falls open. A silent gasp escapes me as I slide my wet core against the material of his covered cock. I release his wrist and jaw in favor of placing both hands on his bare chest. “Oh my God, Jake,” I whimper, closing my eyes and tossing my head back. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t putting on a bit of a show. “You’re so hard,” I sigh.

“Can I please fuck you?” he asks breathlessly beneath me, hands knotted obediently in the sheets at his side.

“Hmmm,” I consider, “how could I let you fuck me when you’re keeping all these big secrets?” He glares at me before reaching up and taking me by the waist, knocking me on my back until he’s hovering over me.

“You like secrets,” he reminds me, lips at my ear, sucking on my earlobe before licking a stripe down my neck.

“Do I?” I question, letting myself fully melt into the feeling of his lips and tongue and hands on me while he’s not seeing just how much I’m enjoying it.

“Mhm…or did you want Sam to know what we’re up to in here?” He asks, right hand tugging at my nipple while the other still holds me around my waist, trapped between me and the mattress. I roll my eyes, causing him to pinch my nipple tighter. The sound I let out is somewhere between a moan and a yelp and I clamp my hand over my mouth instantly. Jake giggles, letting his head drop to my chest, kissing at the skin he’d just pinched. “See, secrets are fun. Necessary, even.”

He continues kissing down my body until he reaches my underwear. Looking up at me through his eyelashes, he takes the elastic between his teeth and pulls them down as far as he can before finishing the job with his hands.

When I’m bare and naked before him, he parts my legs wide enough for him to settle between them. “How do you want it tonight?” He asks. This is new territory for us. We don’t… take it slow. We don’t ask questions and, in fact, this is only maybe the second time we’ve ever hooked up in an actual bed. Closet, car, tent, couch, sure. The bed feels… intimate. Where we’re usually rushed and frantic, simply trying to get each other off, we’re now slowing down, touching softly and intentionally.

“Uhm,” I start, not sure how exactly to answer the question. Feeling out of control, I panic, sitting up and taking his face in my hands. My lips crash against his and he’s caught off guard as I press him back against the mattress.

“Not what I was thinking, but I’m not complaining,” Jake smirks, relaxing into the mess of bed sheets, his eyes still tracking my every move.

I make my way down the expanse of his chest to his cock, freeing him from those damned briefs. I don’t waste time pressing my lips to his tip, gently sucking. I watch as his breath causes his abdomen to flutter, up and down. Admiring the way his hip bones jut out on especially deep or sharp inhales. The second his hands are in my hair, I slide him down the back of my throat.

His hips immediately buck upwards as he thrusts himself deeper into my mouth, and I hear him mutter out words of admiration and praise.

“Oh fuck”, “deeper”, “slower”, he doesn’t stop. He’s always been vocal during sex and I can’t get enough of it.

I pull him out of my mouth the second I sense he’s enjoying it a bit too much; moving back up towards him. His hands are still in my hair, but move down the back of my neck, pulling me closer to him. His tongue meets my lips first and then slides under mine like velvet as he slowly repositions me until my back is pressed into the mattress; him hovering over me.

“How bad do you wanna know?” He breathes, eyes meeting mine before his head dips to press wet, sucking kisses to the curve of my neck. I feel myself losing the control I had over this situation, but I can’t seem to make myself care. He lowers himself onto his elbows so that his body is flush with mine. I can feel him, hard, pressed against me.

“Bad,” I mutter, reaching down between us in an attempt to slide him inside of me.

“Ah-ah,” he shifts his hips back, away from me. “Sounds like you’re gonna have to earn it tonight.”

“Earn it?” I ask, trying to focus as his head slowly snakes down my body until I feel his lips press warm kisses on the inside of my thighs.

“Sh”, he silences me. His two fingers dive into my core, and he scissors them, stretching me the way he knows I like. He takes a moment to pull his hair back into a loose bun and he smiles when I make a crack about things getting serious. His tongue finally licks a stripe up my center, pressing hard and flat against my clit, his fingers simultaneously pumping in and out of me.It doesn’t take long for me to get there. I’m close. So close, already.

I feel my legs tense and clench around the sides of his face and my breathing hitches frantically. He uses it to his advantage, pulling me closer by the hips and nearly suffocating himself with me. His palms press against my stomach, holding me firmly in place while I ride out my orgasm.

When he pulls away, he crawls over me and lays his chest against mine. His lips press against the shell of my ear and I feel his breath echo as I stare at the ceiling and try to gather myself.

“I fucking love the sounds you make when you finish”, he whispers as he huffs out a laugh. He uses a free hand to brush the hair off of my neck, tucking it behind my ear.

“Hmmm,” I smile a hum against his shoulder, “probably almost as much as I love hearing you whimper for me.

He scoffs, lifting his head to meet my eyes. “I do not whimper.”

“Wanna bet?” I ask, pressing against his shoulders, pushing him back against the bed.

“Be gentle with me,” he teases. Teases, because he and I both know he prefers me to be far from gentle.

Without another word, I line myself up over top of him and tease him at my entrance. His hips buck up against me immediately, and there's that little gasp. That throaty, breathy puff of air that pours out from between his lips, reminding me that at the end of the day, he really is putty in my hands.

“This gentle enough?” I ask, peeking down through my lashes at him. “Can I make you feel good, now?” I grind my hips downward, my wetness sliding against the length of him as my mouth opens, jaw falling slack, mimicking his. I nod my head slowly, grinning when I finally hear the faintest whisper of a whimper. There it is.

“So impatient,” I grin, only half joking, but he proves my point when, seconds later, he grabs my hips and slams himself into me. My back arches immediately as I let out a loud moan and I hear him gently mock me. He thrusts into me, taking back all that power I had over him, reminding me this time, that I’d do absolutely anything to keep him exactly where he is, inside me, for as long as possible.

Feeling unsteady at this pace, he’s set, I reach behind me to grab his calves for support, hoisting myself up. I let my head fall back as I feel his cock stretch me better at this angle.

“Oh my God, Jake,” I whine, “I c– I can’t–”

Before I can blink, I’m falling swiftly to the mattress below me. I squeal as he grabs my legs behind the knees and folds them up against my chest. He takes his cock in his hand and circles it around my clit, my body pulsing every time I feel the soft head of his cock pass over that ever sensitive bundle of nerves.

“So pretty,” he breathes out, “all of this for me?” He asks, more of a statement than a question, dipping himself into the pool of wetness at my entrance, causing my breath to hitch as he stretches me slowly. I look up to see him grinning and staring at my face, eager for praise and compliment. So I give him just that.

“All for you,” I respond, completely breathlessly. “You’re so good, so so good, best fuck I’ve ever had,” I gasp as he finally pushes himself all the way inside of me, right to the hilt.

I can feel his cock throbbing inside of me, even with the quick snap of his hips. My head starts to bang against the headboard and I would laugh if I wasn’t fully and completely on another planet.

Thankfully he notices without me even saying a word and drags me further down the bed with just one arm around me.

“Sorry, baby,” he grunts, “lemme make you feel better,” his thumb reaches down to press circles against my clit, and I swear to God I see stars.

“Gonna cum again, for me?” He asks, once again, knowing the answer to his own question as he knows my body better than I know it myself. “Wait for me.”

He leans down, breathing heavily against my chest as his sweat slicked forehead rubs against the beads of sweat on my neck. It’s messy and it’s hot and it’s fast as he presses wet kisses to my skin. Somehow, he maintains the perfect pace and I feel him begin to twitch as he lets out a moan, muttering sweet praises into my ear. “Yes, baby. Good girl. So good for me.”

He continues to fuck into me for a moment longer until he feels me cumming again, pushing himself deeper into me, harder, exactly how I like it. He waits a few beats as we catch our breath, enjoying the closeness. He pulls out of me and we both collapse on the bed next to each other until the silence in the room is stiff enough to choke me.

“Can I ask you something?” I question, taking his silence as permission. “Why do you let Josh get under your skin so much?” he turns his head toward me, eyebrows wrinkled in confusion, a hesitant smile tugging at the corner of his lips.

“I was– inside you, thirty seconds ago and you’re asking about my brother?” A loud laugh bubbles out of me at his blunt response, but I continue,

“Sorry, timing is weird, I know, but I was thinking, like…” I swallow, directing my attention to the chipping nail polish on my pointer finger, feeling suddenly small under the weight of his stare. “I feel like every time he brings us up, you get weird.”

Jake’s eyes practically roll into the back of his head like some kind of unofficial response.

“Okay fine maybe it’s not Josh, but the subject?” I push further, daring to meet his eyes again.

“Damn, you aren’t gonna give this up, are ya?” He huffs.

“Fine, if you don’t want to talk about that, then at least give me my fair share of the deal.” I lift up on my elbow to peer down at him. “I’d say I more than earned this secret.” I smile.

He looks up at me and for a moment, I can tell he's looking at more than my face. His eyes drift to the hollow of my collar bones, the hairs falling out of the disaster of a ponytail it was in, the space between my ear and neck that he’d breathed quiet promises into just minutes ago.

“What if the two are connected?” He asks, finally. When I give him a look of confusion, he continues, “the way we used to be and– and the secret?”

“I’m listening,” I feel my heart begin to beat just a touch faster, my cheeks warming ever so slightly. He leans up to mirror my position, his eyes meeting mine at a direct level.

“I guess I was just hoping it wasn’t really a secret at all,” he says, eyes searching mine, practically begging me to understand what he’s not saying. The air is heavy and thick between us. He swallows hard as I begin to realize what he’s alluring to.

“Forget it, I–” he begins, breaking our eye contact, ready to make up some lame excuse about being tired and choosing to talk about it in the morning.

“I love you too, Jake,” I blurt out before I can chicken out.

And I will never– ever forget his face when he looked back up at me in that moment.

Because I was finally able to answer, in one sentence, the question he’d been asking for years and years. “Do you love me, like I love you?” Yes, resoundingly and conclusively, yes.

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Unexpected: Part 4

Summary: Ragnar returns, angst ensues (yes, he has that effect).

Notes: How do we feel about the reader finding out she’s preggers while Ivar is gone? (no, he won’t die on the raid)

Tagged: @bragisrunes @deans-ch-ch-cherrypie @punkrocknpearls @alicedopey @draculasbride-blog

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Ivar had been undressing her in the stables when Hvitserk had burst in, looking up at the ceiling because this was his little brother and not Ubbe, to tell him the impossible: Ragnar Lothbrok had returned to Kattegat.

She blushed furiously as she pulled one of her new dresses over her shoulders and helped Ivar with his crutches, but Hvitserk smirked at him knowingly.

“Should I accompany you?” she asked. Ivar shook his head.

“Go tell my mother.”

She nodded, leaving for the Great Hall, while he and Hvitserk went in a different direction.

“So when are you marrying her?” Hvitserk asked.

“I won’t.” Ivar replied simply. Despite their father waiting for them at the other end of the town, Hvitserk stopped dead in his tracks.

“Why?”

“Mother made me promise I wouldn’t.” Ivar admitted, walking on. “And anyway, why do you care, hm?”

Hvitserk shrugged. “I want her as my sister-in-law.”

“I am not Ubbe.” Ivar hissed.

“I like her. She is kind, and I want to eat the bread she makes for the rest of my life. You should commit to her, tell mother that you truly love her.” Hvitserk insisted.

“For bread?”

“There’s been worse reasons.” Hvitserk laughed. His smile died down when they saw the crowd that had gathered around their raging father. Ivar caught the disappointment in Hvitserk’s eyes. But not him. This was what he had expected.

The people of Kattegat let his brothers through easily, but Ivar had to push his way through. His eyes met Ragnar’s the first time when he shouted, “Who wants to be king?”

For a moment, Ivar felt a rush, wanted to reach forward and take the sword that was offered to him, before he froze. He wasn’t stupid. So he let Ragnar throw his tantrum and embarrass himself, while he stayed still and let his mannerisms wash over him.

In eight years, nothing had changed about his father.

Aslaug’s POV:

Ivar’s girl came running into the Great Hall suddenly. She looked out of breath, for more than one reason. It seemed that once her youngest son had discovered he was a man, Ivar was insatiable.

“What is it?” she asked.

“Ragnar Lothbrok has returned to Kattegat.” She managed. Aslaug froze.

She was queen. Had been for the last eight years – Ragnar couldn’t just take that from her now.

“Prepare for a feast. Then come help me dress.” She commanded. Then, Aslaug left the room to go to her own chamber. With steady hands, she removed her current jewelry, searching for something more imposing. She wanted Ragnar to know that it was her who had built Kattegat into a trading center in the last eight years.

Ragnar made it to the room before she could. Aslaug slipped on the jade bangle that Ivar had gifted her, coming from a kingdom whose name she couldn’t begin to say. He slipped into the room like a shadow, quiet.

“My wife,” Ragnar greeted her. “And mother of my sons. We both know that love was not what brought us together. But you’ve endured me. You’ve suffered my words, and my neglect. Yet you never turned our sons against me. I am sure that there are times when you’ve hated me. But you never poisoned their minds, or stopped them from loving me. And for all of that, with all of my heart, I am grateful to you.”

She could feel his hands on her, fumbling with her hair and Aslaug wanted to turn around and scratch his eyes out. He continued, unbothered, even kissing her hair. He fucking petted her, like she was a dog, and Aslaug hoped that the Gods would strike him down where he stood. Yet, she didn’t move.

“Why are you saying this now?” Aslaug asked instead. Before he can reply, the slave returns, carrying her finest coat. She froze at the sight of Ragnar, standing behind her.

“Apologies, my queen.” She mumbled. Aslaug felt relief wash over her, and pride fill her. This slave saw her as queen of Kattegat, and not Ragnar as King. She didn’t even know a time where Ragnar had ruled here.

She laid down her coat before making to leave, but Aslaug stopped her.

“Stay.” She commanded.

The slave nodded, moving towards Aslaug, who stood from her seat abruptly. She could feel the chair hit Ragnar’s thigh. He took a step back, and Aslaug allowed herself to smile.

“This is Ivar’s slave.” She told Ragnar, who nodded. Before the slave could turn away, Ragnar caught her jaw in his hand. For the first time, Aslaug wanted to side with her.

“What is your name?” he asked.

“Y/N.” she replied. There was a pause at the end, and it was clear she wasn’t sure how to address him.

“What are you to my son?” Ragnar asked her.

“It would be better to ask him, I am but a slave.” She replied, avoiding his question. Ragnar rolled his eyes, suddenly bored and let her go. Aslaug stepped toward her, challenging Ragnar. He scoffed, and left the room.

“Thank you.” The slave said, her voice almost a whisper.

“We are still both women.” Aslaug shrugged.

Ivar’s POV:

She looked shaken when she came back to him, and he immediately knew that Ragnar had something to do with it. The entire way to the lake, she hadn’t said a word.

“Did he do something to you?” Ivar asked.

“He just- he’s very intimidating.” She replied. “But that’s to be expected of someone like him, I suppose.”

“And I am not intimidating?” Ivar poked.

“To others maybe.” She replied. “But?” Ivar challenged.

“I could see right through you.” She laughed. “He’s like a wall.”

They sat at the lake in silence for a while. Her head was on his lap for once, and Ivar combed through her hair gently while he tried to bring up the courage to tell her. He had agreed on it with his father in the morning, right after his return. It was late afternoon now, and Ivar still couldn’t bear to tell her.

He didn’t want to hurt her, but he needed to do this.

“I’m going to England.” He told her quietly.

“Is Ubbe going to lead the raid? Or you?” she asked. She had no idea.

“My father. Ubbe isn’t coming.” He said. Abruptly, she sat up.

“No.” she replied.

“No?” Ivar asked. “What do you mean, no?”

“I mean that the others talk. No one takes him seriously, after what happened in the town square. He’ll have to pay people to come with him.”

She looked at him intently, until her expression shifted, and she realized.

“You knew that.” She said. “You knew.”

“It’s my only chance to die with honor.” Ivar sighed. He saw horror take hold of her.

“That’s not true!” she argued.

“It is.” Ivar replied, feeling his fist dig into the soft ground beneath them.

“So you mean to leave me here? Alone? What will I do?” she asked. Ivar’s stomach sunk. He hadn’t thought of that. He didn’t say anything and for a while, he let her seethe with an anger that normally radiated off of him.

“I won’t let you go.” She decided. Ivar barked a cold laugh at her.

“You can’t stop me. You’ll return to your duties, and I’ll have Hvitserk and mother look after you.” Ivar told her. That would be the end of it, and she’d let him go without having his stomach turn into knots.

“No. I’m not letting you leave Kattegat.”

“You forget yourself.” Ivar roared. “You are a slave.”

She didn’t say anything, instead getting up. Then, despite what it could mean to her life, she spat at his feet.

“Fuck you, Ivar Lothbrok. I really thought you cared.”

He sat at the lake alone, until it got cold, stewing in his anger. He didn’t want to hurt anyone when he got home. And when he wanted to get back, his anger only grew again.

Normally, she helped him walk over the soft ground around the lake. He hadn’t dragged himself through the mud in months. He gritted his teeth together and began, ignoring the pain in his knees and shins, knowing that he would have to command her to take care of him later. She wouldn’t do it from her own volition, like normally.

He was halfway through the part of the way that had mud when he heard voices. Embarrassed, he turned around, seeing Ubbe and Hvitserk come towards him. Not this, not now.

Their laughter died down when they saw Ivar, his face marred with anger and completely alone. They looked at each other and then, wordlessly, they came towards him and lifted him up, helping him. Hvitserk didn’t mention ‘his girl’ and Ubbe gave him a sympathetic pat on the shoulder.

They carried him until he could walk again, and then, Ubbe handed him his crutch.

She passed him outside of the Great Hall, barely sparing him a glance. Ivar could see that she was still just as angry as at the lake, as well as hurt.

“My princes.” She greeted them. Her voice was cold, emotionless. Hvitserk hissed through his teeth when she was gone.

“Ouch.” He commented.

“Don’t push it.” Ivar snapped.

“Talk to her.” Ubbe suggested. “Make her see sense.”

“I can’t.” Ivar replied.

“Yeah, because you picked out someone just as thickheaded as you.” Hvitserk snorted. “Maybe try apologizing for your death wish.”

Ivar pushed him, hard, but Hvitserk only laughed, hands up in mock-surrender.

“He’s trying to help.” Ubbe reminded. Ivar didn’t reply, and Ubbe sighed. “I’ll take care of her while you’re gone.” He promised. Ivar nodded, before he limped off.

A few days later: Hvitserk and Bjorn leave for the Mediterranean

She hadn’t slept in his bed, not once. Ivar hadn’t made any attempts to apologize. His brothers could say what they wanted; he wouldn’t lower himself to her. She was lucky to be alive, and he didn’t even love her.

That is a lie. A voice in his head whispered. Strangely enough, while there was a rift between them, she had grown closer with his mother. They kept together whenever he saw them together, never talking, but keeping their distance from Ragnar.

She was there at the docks now, while Aslaug said goodbye to Hvitserk. She offered him a polite small as he passed her, and Ivar felt his fist clench with anger. He didn’t want anyone to look at her. When he glanced over at her, their eyes met for a second.

He looked away first, but he had seen the amber necklace around her neck. When the ships were gone, she followed behind Aslaug silently, while Ivar remained at the docks. He stayed there for hours, until it began to get darker.

Ivar sat down at the beach. He had seen Ragnar come here yesterday. When Ragnar had come back, he hadn’t uttered a single word, but Bjorn had given him a sad smile. Ivar didn’t know what it meant, and he couldn’t figure it out.

He tried to be frustrated about that, instead of her, but he failed miserably. When he heard steps in the sand behind him, he whirled around. She was on the beach too, but she hadn’t noticed him yet.

“Y/N.” he blurted out.

“My prince.”

Ivar patted the spot beside him, hoping that she would come. She hesitated, but eventually, she sunk down beside him, smoothing out her dress. It was the green one.

“Queen Aslaug-“ she said after a while, searching for the right words. “She tried to explain. I think neither of us want you to go, and I don’t want to understand. If you have to go, I cannot stop you. I just-“

She broke off, and they sat in silence for a while. “I am-“ Ivar began. He wanted to say he was sorry, he really did. “I didn’t want to cause you pain.” He said instead. “But it’s my only chance. Do you understand?”

“No.” she said simply. Ivar sighed.

“Promise you’ll come back to me. Valhalla can wait.” She whispered.

“I’ll try.” Ivar replied.

“It’s not enough.” She said, demanding. She was always demanding, but Ivar didn’t stop her. He wanted to give her whatever she demanded of him. He kissed her instead, because he couldn’t bring himself to say the words.

When they broke apart, he saw tears glittering in her eyes, angrily wiping at his when he felt the familiar sting. She mirrored his actions, before her hands began to clench into fists. Neither of them wanted to cry, and Ivar felt himself regretting his promise to Ragnar more and more.

He felt desperate, and lost and confused, but most of all, he felt angry. Angry at Ragnar for returning now, angry at her for ignoring him and angry at himself for hurting her.

“I love you.” He blurted out. Despite what I promised mother.

Her eyes grew wide at his confession, before she gave him a smile. A real one, one of those only he got to see. “I love you too.” She replied. “I love you so much.”

“Thank the Gods.” He stammered out. It wasn’t supposed to be something he wanted to say out loud.

“I missed you.” She admitted. “In two days, you won’t even be here at all.”

“Ubbe will take care of you.” Ivar promised.

“Prince Ubbe will take care of all my needs?” she joked, and Ivar rolled his eyes.

“Think of me.” He replied, imitating Bjorn’s cocky tone. She snorted, before she pushed him down gently, straddling his lap.

“As if that even comes close.”

Ivar felt pride swell in his chest, pulling her down toward him. His hand closed around her neck, squeezing gently, and she gave him a soft moan. Only now he realized how much he had missed this.

“You’re so fucking perfect.” He whispered. Spurred on, she began tugging at his vest.

“Outside?” he asked. “I thought you didn’t like that.”

“No one’s around. We’ll just have to be quiet.” She replied.

“You? Quiet?” Ivar asked. She rolled her eyes, getting up quickly, holding his crutch towards him. Ivar swore he had never walked so fast in his life as they made their way to the Great Hall.

They passed Aslaug, who only rolled her eyes at them, and then Sigurd and Ubbe.

“Well someone’s made up.” Ubbe called after them. Ivar shot a look in his direction, but by that time, he was busy with Margrethe again.

They barely made it into his room and onto the bed, and Ivar had to restrain himself not to rip the dress off of her. He had wanted to take his time with her, to make her squirm under him, but right now, Ivar did not have the patience for that. Instead, he let her guide him into her.

Ivar grabbed her by the hips, flipping them around so that he was on top, before he thrusted into her. He wasn’t careful, or gentle, but her moans spurred him on.

She scratched his back raw, and in return, Ivar grabbed whatever he could greedily. He felt wild, and free, and for a moment, he could forget that he was leaving her behind.

That he was abandoning her.

“You need to slow down.” She gasped under him. “Please.”

Immediately, Ivar came to a halt.

“Did I hurt you?”

“No. Keep going, just a bit slower please.” She replied.

He began thrusting more lazily, and she held him close. Ivar’s forehead rested on hers, and he closed his eyes.

“I’m sorry.” He finally whispered.

“I know. I’m sorry too.” She replied.

“It showed me you truly cared.”

The day that Ivar left, she handed him his new sword at the dock. His mother asked him not to go one last time, but Ivar’s mind was set. He hugged her goodbye, before he moved on to his girl.

“May the Gods keep and protect you.” She told him. Everything else, she left unsaid.

“And you.” Ivar mumbled. If he looked at her, he wouldn’t be able to leave. So he turned around and got into the boat. Ragnar patted him on the back, giving him a look Ivar couldn’t read. He only knew that Ragnar thought this girl didn’t mean anything to Ivar.

As the boat sailed away, Ivar looked back at Kattegat. Neither of the women moved, both unwavering until they were out of sight.

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thefrontofmymind · 1 year

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hey! if you take requests can I please request a part two to the Matty Healy x photographer!reader where readers still photographing for tour but she’s always singing along/dancing with Matty/ interacting with the audience while she’s photographing the tour??

photographer!reader x matty healy instagram blurb

(FC: Maude Apatow)

a/n: hope you enjoy!!! happy to make more, just couldn't wait after the EVENT of o2 night 1,,,,kisses!!

yninstagram happy crimbo from me and Big Man! hope everyone has stuffed their faces full and are feeling the holiday spirit! Xxx

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ynfan1 merry christmas big man!!!

rass1975 merry xmas!

>yninstagram merry xmas mate!

ynfan2 ok but yn is so pretty its not even fair !

denise_welch happy christmas darling!

>yninstagram and you too !! xxx

trumanblack miss u

>yninstagram its been 2 days

>trumanblack 2 days too long

>1975fan1 awwww matty !!!!

yninstagram // NYE // 2022-23 //

📸: you know who ;)

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trumanblack not even a tag? rude

>yninstagram fine, 📸: trumanblack

yn1975fan1 aww yn and matty are together for new years!!!

>yn1975fan2 well duh

charli_xcx happy new year babes!!

>yninstagram you too baby!! <3

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yninstagram via stories:

description: yn in the passenger seat of a car dancing to ‘Oh Caroline’, in the background you can hear Matty (driving) singing along

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trumanblack I swear I couldn’t love you more than I do right now, and yet I know I will tomorrow.

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1975fan1 matty being in love has cleared my skin, grown my crops, cleaned my room

1975fan2 SHUT UP THEY’RE SO CUTEEEE

yninstagram Xxx

1975fan3 ugh so jealous 🙄

yninstagram THE 1975 // AT THEIR VERY BEST // BRIGHTON // 08.01.23

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1975fan1 miss yn feeding us again!!!

1975adam and where was i during this little photoshoot?

>trumanblack hanging out with ur kid dickhead

>1975adam fair

1975fan2 LOOK AT ROSSAKJFDZDLJVCHNKJNJX

1975fan3 i was there!! I met you before the show and you paid for my drink!!!

>yninstagram i remember!! hope you had a great time sweetie!!

1975updates some fans with yn, tonight in Brighton!

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1975fan1 i met her and she was so nice!! she danced with me and my friends when she wasn’t taking pictures for a little!!!

1975fan2 she seems so sweet! tbh i wanna meet her more than the actual band

1975fan3 it was so cute when matty blew her a kiss during I’m in love with you!!!

>1975updates find a clip of it on my page!!

1975fan1 yn came to see us all camping out in Bournemouth!! She brought bottles of water & sandwiches for us and made sure we all had enough blankets and coats to keep warm!!

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1975fan2 i love that she’s so nice to all the 1975 fans, i simply must stan

1975fan3 iconique™ behaviour

yninstagram THE 1975 // AT THEIR VERY BEST // BOURNEMOUTH // 09.01.23

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trumanblack fit

1975fan1 does anyone think its weird than yn basically posts only photos of matty?

>1975fan2 like where is the rest of the band????

>yninstagram hi!! i post the photos that get approved by the band’s management!! they all can decide to post what they want as well!! <3

>1975ynfan1 queen yn staying unbothered i love her

1975fan3 this tour will be the death of me

1975updates yn met some more fans today outside Westpoint Arena in Exeter!

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1975fan1 i love that this acc has basically become a yn update account now

>1975fan2 bc she’s a queen 💗💗💗

1975fan3 I met her and she was so lovely!! She chatted to us all for like half an hour before she had to go set up her equipment :))

yninstagram THE 1975 // AT THEIR VERY BEST // EXETER // 10.01.23 (plus some backstage fun & me losing my mind during Be My Mistake)

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ynfan1 yn is literally the cutest girlfriend ever i WISH i was matty

1975fan1 everyone, let’s thank miss yn yet again for FEEDING US as often as she does

>yninstagram no need to thank me darling, it’s literally in my contract 😋

rass1975 ah yn, our biggest fan

>yninstagram you know it.

trumanblack now why’d you have to pick that photo

>yninstagram bc ily

>trumanblack BUT I LOOK LIKE A DICKHEAD

1975fan1 not yn meeting all us camping out at the o2…

TAGGED: yninstagram

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1975fan2 SHUTUP SHE WAS THERE??? Icon.

1975fan3 she’s so nice!!!

yninstagram it was lovely to meet you all!! try to stay warm! <3

yninstagram THE 1975 // AT THEIR VERY BEST // THE O2 // 12.01.23 (featuring Taylor Swift, and circa 2013 yn)

TAGGED: taylorswift

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1975fan1 i DIEDDDD

ynfan1 mothers are mothering so hard rn

1975fan2 literally couldn’t breathe when taylor came out

1975fan3 SO ANGRY I WASNT THERE

trumanblack baby yn 😊😊

>yninstagram don’t make me go through the trenches to find your old pics,,,,

>trumanblack on second thought I love you so much you’re gorgeous please don’t

>yninstagram <3

#matty healy imagine #matty healy x reader #matty healy blurb #matty healy fluff #matty healy request

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justallihere · 3 months

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This is a play by play of my thoughts while I was reading todays chapter:

Did Xaden relish in stabbing the cadet and stopping him from calling Violet a wh0re because he couldn’t kill the Basgaith cadet for calling her that and attempting to kill her?

MY BABY BOY IS IN DENAL. HE IS LITERALLY IN LOVE. HE WANTS MORE!!!!! HE WANTS MORE!!!! IDIOTS, THEY ARE ALL IDIOTS

OMG, I love the little tidbit about Sgayel and Tairn's courtship. That was like so unexpected but it just adds to the story and the parallels in the dragons and their riders.

Is Xaden internally going feral seeing Violet wear his shirt?

" His fearless fucking wife, who held absolutely no regard for her own safety" DON’T PANIC EVERYONE, ITS STARTING!!!

I am confident that Sloane and Tessa are 100% behind Queen Violet and are ready to fight to defend her honor

Xadens love languages: Physical touch, acts of service, gift giving.

Violet is truly an unbothered queen and she has other shit to worry about!!!! I LITERALLY LOVE YOUR VERSION OF VIOLET.

“What do you need me to do?” Xaden asked. “Because you can’t live like this. We can’t live like this.”

“Do you want to get a divorce?” she muttered bitterly.

“Not particularly.” He sighed

YOUR HONOR, YOUR HONOR!!!!!! The scream I scrumpt when I read this. Violet is literally going to mentally burn out at this rate. 😭😭😭Xaden wants to comfort her SOOOO bad!!!!

I am literally sobbing, god i love them so damn much!!!!!!!

I'm so curious sd to know what Bodhi, Garrick, Imogen in particular, and Brennan's thoughts are on all of this. Are Imogen and Garrick discussing how dumb Xaden is????

“Did Xaden relish stabbing the cadet?” Absolutely. Not just because it reminded him of the last time someone tried to assassinate Violet but also because he is violent and wants everyone who thinks badly about his wife to suffer

Baby boy is in less denial than he was before, but as this is a relative scale I’m not entirely sure how much that says about him

I would read 200k words about Tairn and Sgaeyl’s courtship and mating. I will not be writing it beyond little bits and pieces but I would offer a forehead kiss to anyone who wants to. And yes, I am a firm believer that Violet and Xaden’s relationship mirrors theirs in a lot a ways because dragon and rider are also so similar in this case

“Is Xaden going feral over Violet wearing his shirt?” ABSO-FUCKING-LUTELY HE IS. If she would have not taken it off that would have been very cool to him but alas. Here we are

Violet is SO tired. My baby girl. Xaden wants to wrap her in every blanket he owns and hold her and let her sleep for like 3 days straight but she would not allow that

Bodhi, Garrick, and Imogen are standing in a corner going “what the fuck is this idiot doing,” Liam is unsurprised as hell, and Brennan is trying desperately to not have an opinion because he knows Violet is still angry and would not appreciate him poking his nose into whatever the fuck she and Xaden are doing from, like, an interpersonal standpoint

#fourth wing #fourth wing fanfic #storm in the quiet

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oceanbaby888 · 1 year

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Signs From the Universe That You’re Healing: Pick A Card 🥗💭🌻🌸

Note: This is an original pick a card post from Tarotladytalks LLC. Please do not steal. Thank you.

Hey yall!!

It’s been a long time since I did this. Yet, I felt pulled to do this but I couldn’t decide in video or blog form since I just posted a PAC on my channel (feel free to check it out). But anyway, here we are! Let’s hear from the Universe how you’re healing, growing, and doing well. I hope you are too! 🫧🫶🏾

GIF #1

GIF #2

GIF #3

GIF #1:

-Learning to allow love in without expecting the worst. With so much air in this combination (Lovers: Gemini, The Star: Aquarius, King of Swords) the Universe is saying you’re healing because your mindset has changed, take notice of that. It has matured (King of Swords and The World) in a healthy manner. You are healthily expressing how you want to be loved and not begging. When I say love, it is not just romantic. It is how you want to be loved by all types of relationships in your life. You are not going to settle nor argue for this neither, if you have noticed. Your mindset is one of what you seek is available, and settling is almost as if you are disrespecting yourself. Wow, Pile 1, I am very proud of you. This energy is calm, yet firm. You may have even noticed that you are easily finding things you enjoy more and doing them independently. You are unafraid of the consequences of severing relationships or things that do not belong to your system of ideas and philosophies. You may have noticed that you simply feel peaceful with where you are. You are content with the decisions you make and why you make them. I’m even getting with The Lovers and The Star card that you aren’t mad at the people who have crossed you, you just saw that they weren’t a compatible fit, and with King of Swords and The World card, you simply just let them go. You may even have a new set of belief systems you follow now. What you believed in yesterday is not what you believe in today. And you’re firm on that. Amazing Pile 1. I’m very proud of you.

GIF #2:

-You carry your burdens better these days. You don’t see your challenges as your Achilles’ heel. You seem them as more of just a block in the road that you can remove. You don’t let little things stress you out as much anymore. You are confident in the fact that you can only control so much, and life will work the rest of it out. I’m proud of you for realizing that. You realized that stress was depleting you, and as a result with the Queen of Wands you are much more happy and more energized. Maybe even people have told you lately you seem more calm and unbothered with Temperance and the 4 of swords. You realize that you’re not alone in having problems, which gave you the courage to understand how to handle what life throws at you. Not saying that with this Queen of Wands you have to face your issues alone from this point forward. No, with the Temperance, seek support where you need to. I am saying that I am proud of this new level of independence, because it seems to me you came to a point where you were tired of letting little issues and upsets control your outcome. You stopped giving it so much energy, and the Universe is saying the peace you’re feeling is a sign you’re healing. Good job, Pile 2.

GIF #3:

-Seeing things for what they are. You may have been the type to be extremely optimistic and give everyone a chance and see the good in everyone. Yet, for some of you there may have been an incident (9 of Swords) that may have really hurt you and changed all that. Yet, the bright side is that with this Page of Cups and 4 of Pentacles, you are more careful about who you give love and help to. Here’s the thing Pile 3, there are some people in this world that do not want help or generosity. They are looking for their next victim to prey on. As harsh as it sounds, you are starting to understand that reality and it’s healing for you because you know how to protect yourself. You are also gaining wisdom (2 of wands) on what it means to be a “good person” in this world. Some of you may feel guilty for putting your foot down, but the Universe is telling you you’re doing the right thing by doing so. There is nothing wrong with protecting yourself and your own self interest. It reminds me of that Bible quote of “Turn the other cheek” and “Forgive thy enemies” which is true, but not to the extent you allow others to prey on your kindness and altruism. I’m glad you are starting to understand this Pile 3. You don’t have to stick with this energy from this point on. 2 of wands here talks about balance and when you NEED to act this way with others. And newsflash, 9 times of out 10 when you do put your foot down, people leave you the hell alone. If they make you feel bad, curse you, or even go out their way to slander you (which I hope they aren’t but it happens), just know you are protected with this 4 of Pentacles. 4 of Pentacles is ruled by Capricorn. And Saturn does not let nasty people off the hook at all! So I can’t say not to worry about those people, because you’re human and energy like that is stressful. But what I can say is don’t let up on your boundaries and know that you deserve to be treated with respect just as much as you respect others. It’s not your fault that those people don’t know how to accept good people when they come. That’s their karma, not yours. Keep progressing, Pile 3.

Thanks for tuning in.

Claude 🦋❤️

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Uncanny Re-union

Chishiya x fem! Reader

Pairing: chishiya x fem! Reader

Warning: pure smut, cuss words, dramatics and exaggerations.

🔞 minors do not interact

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Just like chishiya, there are intelligent people on the beach who do not fancy the thrill of parties, and until a few weeks ago there were no fun activities available for these people. Fortunately, Keiichi also known as the number 3 on the beach, came up with a solution that made everyone happy, keiichi delivered the idea to hatter and hatter announced it as his own idea. The idea was to give a hall on the ground floor for optional game activities in form of tournaments that changes each week. For a regularly social person who loves parties, these tournaments were boring, it looked boring from a far. It was understandable, very few women were there and the only attractive man present was chishiya.

As for chishiya, he was having the time of his life, he found himself visiting these events frequently, probably because he enjoyed crushing people, giving them hope and toying with them, before crushing them in these games. And since these tournament events happened at night chishiya even went as far as to add alcohol to his night of fun, after all, based on his standards there wasn’t much he’d call competition, his regular drinks were whisky’s and martinis depending on his mood and how much fun he was having. These events also helped chishiya take his mind off his soon to had been fiancé, this was a truth he had only shared with kuina. Chishiya missed his beloved girlfriend and worried about the possibilities of her ending up here, after all, chishiya had only been in Tokyo that day to pick up the custom made ring before appearing in the borderlands.

This week the game chosen was chess and that was a game chishiya had been mastering since he was nine, not having his parents actively present in his life gave him the opportunity to learn and grow independently. So at this point chishiya was a master. So far he had been scaling through the games, but he had heard that the predicted finalist was clearing opponents like it was nothing. He could never take a good look at the person because whenever they played, there was always a crowd around them, watching them intently, even though his games attracted a crowd it didn’t attract a large crowd like this person’s games. Finally the finals came and chishiya had arrived at the chess table 15 minutes earlier, he couldn’t shake off the nervous feeling in his stomach but as a result of that feeling , chishiya was even more excited.

15 minutes passed and his opponent appeared standing before him, wearing a scarlet red scarf hanging loosely around her neck, her fierce eyes piercing into his soul forcing him to look up and when he did, his normal expressionless gaze disappeared along with the unbothered facade he had sown to his personality. He felt dumb for not realising that you were his opponent, he did however notice that you were not a member of the beach and suspected that you had just walked in, found people placing chess and decided to join (that’s actually what happened). You stretched your hand out to shake him and asked playfully giggling “shall I have this dance” still star struck he nodded. The game began and after you both made your first move, the atmosphere was tense, after every move chishiya would raise his said to meet your fierce eyes, it made him warm, it distracted him, weakened his moves and to cope he drank more. You were winning, and chishiya was tipsy but still sober enough to play and understand his surroundings. “So what do we get if we win” chishiya asked, “something from each other” you added capturing his pawn, “well what do you want from me” chishiya interrogated, “you will find out once the game is over” you smirked retrieving your queen, “what do you want tho?” You spoke again, “alas querida I can not tell you yet” he said smugly in a stupid made up accent, which made you laugh, you stretched your hand over the board to brush back the blonde man’s hair, causing his body to be suddenly over taken with warmth, the tip of his ears red and his eyes fixated on you, before he could ask any questions you said “your hair, I want to play you at your best, I thought it might be obstructing your vision… I like the colour, it suit you…. Well you have always had it like that…. Well then I guess I just like your hair” chishiya smiled at your embarrassment and you both resumed the game, 30 minutes later, the game was over, chishiya had resigned and you were victorious.

After the game results had been declared and you had been celebrated, chishiya takes you on a walk towards his room where he hoped you would spend the night before introducing you to hatter and the other beach executives. “Ok ‘champions’ what did you want from me” chishiya said grabbing your hand and kissing it, “I probably shouldn’t ask, you are drunk right now and I might be and yeah we should just sleep” you said, realising you were now infront of chishiya’s room, you tried to get past him but he grabbed you arm, pulling you towards him, before asking “do you still like…. My hair” chishiya said trying to pick his words carefully.

In that moment y/n stood close to him so close she could feel the warmth of his breath as he spoke, her heart racing as their eye met, holding their gaze at each other, his hand wrapped around her waist, overwhelmed by her own need for him, she pulled him into a rough and messy kiss, pulling away from her, his overwhelming desires driving him crazy chishiya struggled with opening the door to his room, once opened, they wasted no time getting into the room, kissing roughly, making her decision on what she wants from this man, y/n pulled away from the kiss, biting down on his neck causing an unusual moan to escape from the lips of the blonde man. y/n planted a trail of kisses on the man as she dropped to her knees. As his soft moans turned into needy and impatient whimpers chishiya quickly took out his shaft, you wrapped your hand around it placing it before your lips, flicking your tongue and taunting the impatient man. Chishiya couldn’t take any more of your teasing, grabbing a handful of your hair the man pushed his length into your mouth, thrusting into your mouth, looking down on you made him even hornier and rougher, he started reaching his limit and he pulled you to him, allowing you to deep throat his cock as thick liquid streamed down your throat. “Fuck, I’ve wanted this for so long”. You looked like a mess, but he wanted more, he instructed you to take off your clothes. You got on all fours, lowering your upper body and raising your ass, spreading apart your legs to provide him an entrance, chishiya enjoyed the control he had over you at this moment, he spanked your ass making your scream out, the man carelessly pushed his cock into you, pulling your hair as he carelessly fucked you, every thrust he made caused you to moan, screaming out as tears rolled down your face, you both began chasing your climax “fuck. You are such a good girl for me” he said, fucking you harder, upon reaching your release, your walls fluttered around his cock, Milking every last drop of his seed. Making your back arch and his muscle tense forcing him to shiver lightly, you both collapse on his bed.

Waking up beside you chishiya reminisced about the night before, he thought of how you both had gone at it again a few more time after the first before taking showers and coding up in bed, y/n was wearing his famous white hoodie leaving him in a T-shirt and his joggers, his eyes fixated on his girlfriend, caressing her cheek as she slept peacefully, his expression quickly turning sad upon the realisation that he had a meeting with hatter and the rest in a few minutes and had to leave you, devastated, he thought of ways he could make you meet the executives as his eyes slowly wondered to the corner of his excessively neat room where her former clothes laid, noticing the red scarf you had on, knowing how attached you were to the scarf he decided to take it with him to his meeting. Getting to the meeting he placed the red scarf on the table. Waiting patiently for you to find him, soon enough, you burst into the room, charging at him, demanding he returned the scarf. “Oh darling you are up” he said all innocently “don’t oh darling me, where is it? I know you took it, you are the only one capable of such” you said placing your hand on the table, staring at him with glares that could kill, “I don’t know what you are talking about it’s right th-” chishiya said, before interrupted “oh cut the crap and hand it over” you said interrupting him, “but darling it’s right there” he said smiling and pointing at the table, your hand was in it this whole time, you instantly calmed down, your thoughts became more rational and your mind clear, you had not noticed that the scarf was under your hands, just like you had not noticed that the leaders of the beach were watching the scene and how you had not noticed that you were standing before them wearing only chishiya’s hoodie, which covered you very well but it made your relations with him apparent, at that moment chishiya realised that he’d probably be kicked out of his own room for a while and during all this hatter had been laughing with aguni, it wasn’t common for someone to handle chishiya like that, however they were more surprised that chishiya got laid consensually before Niragi.

The End

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Well look at that it's 2024, and my new years resolution is to stay an unbothered icon queen, and hope the hater's die mad. But I also thought I'd take a second to shout out to the people who make the shit show of a year 2023 bearable, and even enjoyable in some cases.

As trash as the rpc has a tendency to be there are still a lot of you that make this place more than worth it. I clearly cant shout out to all 900 something followers but I can highlight some of you. If you're not listed don't worry I still appreciate you immensely for being here, these are just the people that have really impacted my time here so far.

@unsettledspirits / @zoomingupthathill what can i say that I already haven't. There's 3 months worth of daily reasons to love you. You built the one ship that beat Steferine with me, honestly it was a surprise to everyone. Happy to see you back on Max ruling over your ST kingdom.

@hybrid-royalty-main Damon you piece of shit, I hate you the absolute most, and I'm so glad youre here with all the boys tbh. You bring such a unique quality to each one of them. Especially were-jer, it has been an absolute HOOT watching you take on the challenges of a teenaged were pup.

@baby-royalty My sired child with loyalty so unwavering you make the sire bond in the show look tame lmfao. The universe pulled us together the second I stepped foot into this hellsite again and I have enjoyed watching you grow into the person and writer that you are now. I'm proud of you.

@klaeus Kiki I adore you sm, you and your knock off brand doppelganger and scruffy mutt hybrid (affectionate) I love talking about the show and dynamics and honestly just about everything with you. You try, and thats more than most people do for me. Plus your grafics are just chefs kiss.

@multi-royalty Maddie this is like 3 years we've been besties, the caroline to my Elena. I've loved watching you branch out into new circles of friends and grow as a writer. You're absolutely killing it.

@ofcrossrcads Cribby, my darling I adore you. You are simply the sweetest, and keeping you here aggressively as my friend was one of the best things ive done in my life. I am always right here if you need me for anything <3

@hargrove JT WTF. How are you so talented? Honestly youre the bees knees and I am SO HAPPY to have reached out to write with you bc I wasn't expecting Katherine and Billy but here they are and tbh im here for it. Tho everything you write is top notch, you're just flawless with every reply. And for that reason katherine said, you can go ahead and keep your halfbreed in the dog house. LMFAO. But for real I am so happy to have met you.

@petrovawitch Kenz, Katherine says fuck you for bringing her pain in the ass sister back- but im really glad you did. We adore you both even if we're spicy at times bc you know were brats hehe

@havvkinsqueen / @stanfordprepped My fellow digidestins, I am so happy to have met you. Both of you are just pure goodness spun into a little ball of sunshine. Honestly the most supportive people ever, the RPC needs you desperately. Just please remember that I have your back just as much as you have mine. We digidestin gotta stick together. <3

Ok ok ok I cant shout out to literally everyone individually so these people also are super important to me and have made my experience here this year amazing, thank you for all you do-

@langdhon@ravenskeeper@salvatoraes@sarcasticsnackpack@sithdestined@nexusvcrti@ofvalor@imundus@brokenbrxther@loyaltylanced@spellsigns@ruinedmyself@ravmalakh@touchedbydestiny

#the one and only... sort of: ooc #2024 follow forever #im sure i forgot ppl but its 1am and im exhausted #alexa play take it easy on me

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star-girl69 · 1 year

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I Loved You Like the Sun

a/n: short chapter again but since it’s the holidays i’m mostly just sitting around doing nothing so expect a lot of short chapters quickly i hope you all enjoy!!

warnings: mentions of death, swearing, incest, tell me if i missed anything!!

Daemon Targaryen x Rhaenyra Targaryen x Fem!Reader

Chapter Twenty Nine- The Dragon’s Treasure

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“I always thought you were quite lucky.”

It was late, and outside a storm brewed. The children seemed unbothered by it as they played before you, Jaehaerys, Jaehaera and Maelor.

“Why is that?” You asked her, half turning on the chaise you both shared. If you closed your eye, the sounds of laughing children sounded like your own.

It had been only a few days since Aemond had taken you. You felt like Viserys in his final days, like living was killing you. And truly, without them, you were.

Helaena told you as much as she could, and your friendship burned hot and fast. It reminded you of them, and you had no choice but to push it away lest you would break down sobbing in front of her. You liked Helaena, but you did not trust her. Not quite yet.

Helaena reached out, placed a delicate hand on your red dress. “You look so beautiful in red. I have only worn green all my life.”

“It does compliment you so well, though.” You comforted, but you knew it would not help.

“I suppose,” she sighed. Silence fell between you, rain pouring and thunder cracking.

Helaena told you the entire realm thought you to be dead. But she wasn’t trusted with much more information, only whispering she heard. The Blacks were securing alliances, Jace returning victorious with support from the Starks and the Arryns. Luke returned unscathed from Tarth, pleasantries exchanged and the confirmation of an answer you already knew.

Alicent sat in the far chair, closest to the fire, eyes flicking over a book you could tell she was not reading.

You were not content. Not happy. You were dying.

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Eventually, Rhaenyra had to have Y/N’s chair removed. She stared at it every council meeting, until someone raised their voice to get her attention, Daemon or Rhaenys placed a hand on her shoulder, or when her sadness became too much and she had to look away.

Rhaenyra’s promises to her father were now null and void, because each night her bed was empty and Daemon was not enough to fill the hole. Of course, she appreciated him, she loved him, but he was not her.

Her and Daemon has always been too similar, restless and chaotic, cut from the same cloth, burned from the same fire. She knew he loved her but she also knew that she was not her. Nothing could ever fill the hole she left.

While everyone talked about her in the past tense, Rhaenyra could not bring herself too. She is gone. She is lost. Not was, not were, never, never. To talk about her like that made it real, and she cannot handle it being real.

Rhaenyra misses her so much it consumes her every moment. She thinks about her in wake, in sleep, in that transitional moment after sleep before you wake. There is only twenty-four hours in a day, and it is not enough to miss her.

A soft hand upon her shoulder, and when she turns, Daemon’s signet ring shines in the light of the afternoon sun. It had been 3 days, and Rhaenyra could not take it.

“Yes?” She asked, straightening in her chair.

“Your Grace,” Corlys started, careful in his words. “There is only one option. We show the Greens what happens when you upset us.”

I am more than upset, Rhaenyra wants to say, but holds her tongue. She does not want to be here. She wants to be in her bed, sleeping with a pillow under her head wrapped in one of Y/N’s dresses.

Rhaenyra is lost. She knows it, everyone at this table knows it. Alicent knows it. Otto, too. That is precisely why they took what is most precious from her.

“My Queen,” Daemon says, stepping out from behind her and placing a hand on her face. He fills her field of vision, keeps her attention, and for a moment he is everything until she remembers her again.

“Yes?” She asks, trying to keep her voice level. He holds her so tenderly it makes her feel like a child, and she wants to sob. At her core she is just that, a child who misses her family and wants her best friend back. But the more rational part of her knows she can never get that back. But she has created a new family, filled Alicent’s spot. She will show no mercy to those who have ruined her life, her family.

“I still have contacts inside the city. Let me arrange it. They can use the tunnels, kill whoever you choose, bring us back their heads.”

She stares at him.

For a moment, she is almost disgusted that she would even suggest it. Then she remembers what she has lost, the wild, wonderful, beautiful mother of her children. Her wife, her lover, her treasure.

“Kill all of them.” She croaks, and he nods, but she thinks of her wonderful wife again, and seizes. She grabs his arm. “Don’t- don’t kill the children, or Helaena, please. She would not want that.” She watches as he clenched his jaw, gets that look in his eye where she instinctively knows who he is thinking of.

“My Queen?” Lord Corlys asks, and she suddenly realizes they had been speaking in hushed tones. But she doesn’t look at them. She looks at Daemon. When she speaks, she digs her nails into his arm, louder so the entire room can hear.

“We are dragons, and our treasure will be avenged. The realm will know the meaning of fire. Kill them all.”

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do you ever just think about how (publicly) unbothered Mile typically is when the fandom has beef with BOC and/or when he gets unnecessary hate — always aiming to spread positivity and good vibes (and we love him for that!!) — and that the ONE time he actually involved himself in drama was to defend Apo when someone implied that he only got his past lead roles by chance (as a replacement to bigger actors who denied the role/s)???

Because I think about it every now and then and just internally scream.

(also, don't let me start on how Apo himself replied to Mile in a joking manner to relieve the tension — MY HEART HURTS)

The sad thing is Apo has had to deal with a lot of rumors and bullying in the time he's been in the ent industry, both before and after BOC and was one of the reasons he left acting in the first place.

I think both he and Mile have their own way of identifying where the line is, speaking up for themselves or for each other/other people. This is just my opinion but knowing that your partner or a friend or just a person around you is capable of defending themselves vs. when you should step in is also a sign of respect. White knighting can and often prolongs the noise/drama/frustration, especially online and especially if the comment is framed badly. Knowing that directly saying something to defend yourself online can prolong the drama is also unfortunately a reality.

Of course no person is perfect, but I really appreciate that Mile and Apo, as individuals even before meeting each other, are people who try their best to do the right thing... so of course it's going to extend to how they treat and protect each other! Both of them are so much better situated in the ent industry because they have each other to lean on these days... and that might just be what protects the longevity of their careers at their current and expanding level of fame.

Mile defending a woman being bullied on a talk show ⬇

Apo defending Yoshi Rinrada, a trans model, actor, and beauty queen who was often bullied on talk shows and was even being bullied by the hosts here before Apo spoke up for her. And this was obviously Channel 3 Apo era 🤗 (Yoshi also follows both Apo and Mile on IG!) I've been looking for a chance to post this for quite a while now...

They talk to each other offline way more than they talk to each other on social (even if Apo primarily uses his socials to reply to Mile and only Mile...) but yeah, I think they have a good understanding of when to speak up and when to quietly support each other online. Like it was during during one of these asinine episodes of fandom drama is when, alongside liking his fans' mirror selfies talking about how loving Apo has improved their own self confidence, Apo liked this one that casually referenced Mile as his boyfriend 🤷🏻‍♀️ Apo also doesn't always speak directly but it's pretty obvious when he steps in to take some of the heat off and let fans know he protects Mile too

anyway the tl;dr version of this yeah, strongly agree. Mile is often quiet about fandom drama especially BOC but he's gonna protect and speak up for Apo when needed, as he should.

Mile Phakphum #1 Apocolleague Mile Phakphum #1 Apo defender and protector!!!!!

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sketchfanda · 7 months

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Chestnut Stud Across the Multiverse: Blue Space Milf

Krillin hadn’t known what to expect when Beerus told him he was setting him up with an instructor to help him better understand and utilise what the God of Destruction called the Non State. It wasn’t like he could argue with or debate a guy who could destroy a whole universe on a whim but Something told him Bulma,21 and his wife had been giving the feline deity and Whis some ideas as he found himself on a planet known as Thessia, home to the all female species known as the Asari. A stunning,exotic breed of blue skinned alien women who were capable of sexually reproducing with not only each other but men and women of other sapient species. Apparently it was said they were naturally born and gifted with the power of being Biotics, and much of what he’d learned in his martial arts training would make him suitable to the philosophy and nature of it in better harnessing the Non State of mind. Now he wasn’t complaining, Thessia was an amazing world,the views were grand the Asari were quite lovely as they were easy on the eyes. But the issue for him at the moment was simple, given his current physical state and that of his chosen instructor. Justicar Samara, mother of 3, a long lived warrior and agent of justice among her people, a veteran in combat and wise in her ways with her biotic powers. Seemingly stoic and cool to the point of coming off as a logical,cold ice queen, she was a firm but fair woman as he found himself at her personal residence. The scenery and lighting giving a sensual vibe that he tried to look at rather than her. Why Yiu. Ishtar ask is simple because You see…

Krillin:*nervous,blushjng as he rubbe the back of his head as he stood in the nude*”uhm ma’am are You really sure we need to be like this for your training?”*doing his best not to golfs,but who could blame him? As Samara herself was also naked as the day she was born. The blue milf seemingly unbothered by her state of physical nudity. Performing casual yoga stretches a she didn’t covered her juicy tits,her bubbly butt or any part of her from hesd to toe,giving him more than generous views of her toned,mature form. Her azure slit alluring,calling him like a siren song. It was small wonder he couldn’t keep down and cover his raging hard,stiff hard-on*

Samara:*hummed softly,silent gasps and moans escaping her lucious indigo lips as she eased from a downward dog,her blue booty jiggling as he bidy moved to a prone bone position,resting her head on her hands,elbows propers while she crossed and flexed her lucious legs. Her calm,composed gaze locked on the compact Terran whose presence she graced as she found herself with the task of being a guide and instructor. Not seeming off out by either of them being naked,her blue bombshell skin glistening in the cool air of her meditation room,or the exposed length and girth of his raging hard cock.*”I’m not one for lies and deceit mr.Krillin. Nor am I one for mean spirited pranks. So I can assure you that this is indeed necessary. It is In this state,You and I can better connect on the spiritual plane. The closer we are in physical intimacy,the better my biotic abilities can help You be the best version of you….l* sh said so after of fact. Krillin didn’t see any reason to doubt her word,blushjng as the Justicar shifted to a sitting position,unbothered by how much she exposed herself before him. She simply patted the seat beside herself signalling for him to join her. Not wanting to keep her waiting, he did just that,as the shortstack human and the milf Asari milf turned to face one another.*”now then,assume this postion and close your eyes…”

As soon as she finished speaking that,she shifted and adjusted her position into a meditation pose. Legs crossed,hands on her knees as she closed her eyes. Krillin did likewise as he felt his bush fade,tuning out the outside world Thessia. All there was was the chimes of nature,the cool air on their naked skin and the sounds of her cool,sensual voice. The short king hearing his own breathing snd heartbeat and not eben bothered by his erection out in the open. Stiff and standing to attention like a flagpole, his length and girth twitching as it’s pulse surges. The Justicar cracking an eye open to take in the sight if her naked protege,a small smirk on her lips as she reached out and took his hands in hers. Fingers softly clasping his wrists,his on hers. Closing her eyes once more as she softly hummed and began to speak to him. Instructing And guiding him to a tranquil state of mind. Seeing pure white ki energy begin to radiate off his body, her own aura flaring like a soft blue flame before they poured snd mingled over one another. A wave of indigo fire engulfing them with a radiant glow as within the Astral plane of their minds, Krillin began to hear her speak to him,filling the void around them.

Samara:”That’s it,empty your mind. Fill your heart with serenity and tranquility. Inhale,exhale, there is nothing but you and me..”*as he mentally followed the Justicar’s words,he found the mentalmvoid becoming a sea of of stars. The galaxy forming around them, their own forms like cosmic ghosts of pure energy, flicking like the candles of a flame as they faced one another amidst a sea of stars and milky ways. Naked as they were in the material world, the Asari milf shifting her hands to clasp his,fingers locked with his. Her astral bidy smilin softly and sensually,a contrast to the cool as ice facade she normally projected.*”Reach out to me. Feel me,embrace me. Be within me. My pulse,my heart,my self is before you….”*Krillin feeling in awe,his astral self unable to look away from this blue space angel. Was she coming onto him? Thst couldn’t be right, from what he’d been told the Justicar lived and operated under a strict code. Which included being forbidden from pursuing romantic relationships. As If reading his mind,or rather hearing them out, she spoke once again.*”Indeed,my code forbids love….but not from sex. And pleasure for its own sake doesn’t violate my code.”

As soon as she said that, her astral and phsyical bodies at the same time moved,pressing her lips to his. Catching him off guard with such a surprise assault, the compact gentleman didn’t find himself resisting or ousting her away. Her biotic energies feeding him her subliminal desire. Her thirst,her passion, her desire to become sexually acquainted and intimate him. Before the former monk knew it,he was deepening the kiss between them. Their tongues meshing together as they explored one another’s mouths,physical and astral form alike. Their hands in the material plane unclamping as they began to caress one another’s bodies, Krillin feeling so firm yet soft the curvy,toned form of the Asari milf felt. Her sky blue skin seeming scaly yet not unlike the silliness of a human woman, her bubbly blue booth and her stunning rack feeling amazing to the touch. Coaxing deepthroated moans from the surprisingly erotic Justicar as as she indicating she was enjoying his direct intimacy. A sultry grin on her face as she caressed and felt his muscles. Such power in one so small but how wet her azure slit was as her hands came to grope his loins. The length and girth of his cock, standing so stiff and erect. Pulsing with the potent desire to become sexually entwined with her, the weight of his smooth, heavy balls, loaded with the rich life giving cream esger to be despotied into her her womb’s warm embrace. While on the astral plane,their spiritual bodies became entwined within the lava lamp Aurora of energy around as they made out, Samara expressing the raw passion and desire within her heart and mind. Showing that in return for aiding the human in better reaching the ideal state of mind,they would make love in mind, heart,body and soul. Taking the ancient art and dance of man and woman to heights and levels never thought possible or imaginable.

Samara:*her astral form continuing to make out with his,her physical body caressing and stroking his cock,gasping as his hands groomed her and probed her azure as her mind broadcasted her thoughts to him.*”Yes, just like this. We are as one. Your passion is honest,it’s invigorating. I’ve not felt such desire since my days as a maiden. Come with me,my little man. Embrace eternity with me…”*as she said all this,their phsyical bodies rolled around,now in the soft carpet floor of her meditation chambers. Making out with with thirst and passion as they soon found themselves performing a 69 position. Krillin massaging and squeezing her meaty blue asscheeks as he rimmed her and ate out her azure. The taste of her pussy intoxicating,the nectar dazzling his tongue as she conducted stunning fellation upon his cock. Her millennia up in centuries of experience allowing her to deepthroat him off the bat as her lips kissed his balls. Licking,sucking and blowing upon his length and girth as it became lathered and lubed with her saliva, often using her hands to stroke his shaft and massage his heavy babymakers with firm squeezes. Her eyes flowing with biotic energy and the tint of lust,as their auras around their bodies became a soft fire of lust and passion. Their astral bodies a constant shift of erotic dancing, one moment her sitting on his shoulders as he ate her out, to being fingered by him as she sucked him off. Both becoming lost in their own pornographic little world.*

Far across the galaxy and through out the universe, on earth and wherever else, the energy of the lair as they “embraced eternity” flowed through like a silent transmission wave. 18 sleeping soundly in her bed,a sensual grin on her face as she dreamt of this encounter vividly like she was right there. Hands moving to touch herself all over as she enjoyed this lucid dream with voyeuristic delight. She wasn’t the only one of course as many a woman who’d been intimately and sexually acquainted with Krillin in some way, as they slept or meditated found their dreams filled with the visions of their resident little sex machine enjoying his latest erotic liaison. From Caulifla and Kale as they enjoyed a soak in a hot spring together, to Android 21 as she napped at her workshop. The intensity snd vividness of the psychic vision increasing the more erotic the short king trot with the MILF Justicar. Especially once their orgasms began to hit their very beings, Samara’s meditation chamber radiating with the flow of their passion, and the walls and ceiling echoed with the sounds of skin slapping skin and the deep,lusty moans of the stunning Asari. As soon as she’d tasted his essence in her tongue and felt it’s sticky warmth on her tits and her face, she had wasted no time in wanting to take their coupling further, to say the very least.

Samara:”Aahn,yes! Amazing, just like that…so deep and powerful..” *The justicar panted and moaned as she bounced and rode on Krillin’s pistoning cock. The Asari and Earth man in a seated lotus position,her legs around his waist,arms draped around his shoulders,their eyes locked on one another. Her blue tire rubbing against his pecs,her blue booty jiggling as he grasped and squeezed it. Their astral forms a whirlwind of tangled limbs,an aura tornado making clones of them performing the ancient dance of man and woman,an Aurora tidal whirlpool of horizontal mambos and vertical tangos. It was as surreal as it was sexual to behold, if you looked close enough you could catch glimpses of absolute eroticism.*

Krillin:”Ms.Samara…you’re so tight….”*thencimoact adonis mumbled as he grunted and groaned. Holding the Justicar’s hips as she rode him cowgirl style,her blue tires bouncing and her boot jiggling as those big heavy balls smacked her netherlips outer rim. Juices splashing along with excess jizz leaking out from their connection. Their astral bodies going kinkier and further in lewdness as it seemed like the Aurora whirlwind had become an orgy of clones of themselves. One astral samara getting spit roasted,taking it doggystyle as another astral Krillin facefucked her, to another astral copy of the milf sitting in his face as two more of her performed a double team fellatio on his cock. Another being held in the air as two Krillin sandwiched her,fucking her uo her azure and blue booty. The earth man and justicar simultaneously feeling every moment of it.*

Samara:”Aahn amazing,you’ve come six times and haven’t pulled out once….”*The Justicar sensualltmlraised,moaning deeply as Krillin took her doggystyle,before she laid flat on the floor,quivering as he took her prone bone style. His powerful pelvis smacking her blue booy as it jiggled with every impact. Giggling as the monk expressed his awe once more,clearly he hadn’t expected a mother of 3 could still feel so tight. Her inner vaginal muscles smothering his shaft in its warm embrace. Massaging and kissing his length and girth as her nectar drowned it as it was soaking his balls and his hips. Purring as she found him kissing along her neck and shoulders before locking lips with him once more as their astral,plane orgy continued to skyrocket in all its debauchery and glory.*

There was no way to tell how much time had been passing Since they began this session and quite frankly Krillin didn’t give a damn. Embracing eternity with Samara was unreal,the Asari milf seemingly fuelled by his desire and his passion. Holding him close,as they became intoxicated with one another,smearing the floors,the walls,the window with their sweat and juices as they equal parts made love and blindly fucked like wild animals. Their contrasting complexions glistening with a sheen of perspiration and the stickiness of their juices as their astral mental plains was a frantic psychic orgy. The Z fighter understanding thst they were harnessing and building up Tantric energy,as the veteran justicar used her biotic powers to guide and bring her lusty protege to new heights of spiritual power. Alright so maybe getting a baby out of him was a small persomal bonus too but with how amazing a lover he was, why wouldn’t it be such a natural result? As she had her arms and legs around the short king,gasping and moaning as he performed a standing fuck,making her bounce and ride on his jackhammering cock. His heavy swaying balls smacking her jiggling booty as they threw their heads back to howl ire orgasmic rapture. Their auras flaring like a supernova as did their astral bodies,the orgy twister scattering like dandelions in the wind as their psychic ghosts held each other in the same embrace. All the women in Krillin’s sex life, 18 especially, cumming with them,the intensity such it woke some of them up to find them playing with themselves or soaked with sweat. While with the earth man and his justicar spiritual guide came down from their orgasmic high to feel the afterglow. The shortstack stud falling back on the couch,feeling the aura and mindset of the non state kick in, as he eyed the panting milf who continued to hold him,their loins still connected.

Samara:*as she dsughter her breath,looked at him with a sensual smile,caressing his face.*”Mm,well done,my little man..now we can truly begin your training….if you’re ready to continue of course. Shall we embrace eternity together once more?”* the Asari milf purred and giggled as her sexual stallion looked at her,nodding with absolute determination as she felt his cock twitch and pulse inside her azure. Kissing him sensually and softly,as as their lions began to move together once more. Slow and steady at first as they prepared for the next round.*

Outside of Samara’smchambers of course,a small group of Asari peeped and looked through the opening of the door. In absolute awe of the embrace of eternity they were witnessing first hand,wondering if the lair might welcome a extra set of bodies or if they’d ere any men out there,especially on earth thst were of Krillin’s level and standard. Some of them even began making out with each other,as in the days,week to months to come since Krillin’s spiritual training with Samara begun, Thessia and the Asari species as a whole throughout the galaxy woild experience a major population boom. The matriarchs of the Asari would rightfully call this event the Krillin Effect…..

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