#anyways back to hiding 😶‍🌫️

[massivebadonker]

Uhhh, was supposed to join fratt week but I got tired and had to take a break from the internet 😅

Also my first time writing image description, if there's any mistakes please let me know 🙏

@frattweek Day 5: Pray/ Prayer (took it literally 🥴)

[aeide-thea]

unfortunate that i have such a strong rsd* response to terse replies even when objectively their semantic content is positive and contextually there's evidence to suggest the person generally likes me/enjoys talking to me 😔

⸻ * note that as ever, what i really mean by this is 'repeated social disapproval' culminating in a learned trauma response, which you could probably file under c-ptsd if you liked that language—i don't really buy that it's an ~innate characteristic of adhd~ the way i understand the tiktok+ crowd tends to argue, since i'm pretty sure i didn't experience it as a preschooler

[wifeiy]

NIA I AM HERE HELLO!!!!!!!!!! i hope u dont mind me getting comfortable in your inbox heh -- it is very nice n cosy here u///u i have been collecting a list of questions that i would love to ask u. to get to know tumblr user nia wifeiy more :3 IF U DONT MIND!!!

[1] i have been trying to decipher which of ur selfships ur emoji tags correspond to ... I THINK I KNOW THAT *lavender emoji*🍙 is niakeiji..... howevs... i am a bit stumped on the others :3 hehe :3 i'd be so happy to hear which emoji combos match which of ur selfshippies! and what made u choose those emojis.... heh... if that's not too much to ask!!!!!!

[2] THIS Q IS ALSO IN THE REALM OF SELFSHIPS. but i have been so curious to learn more about you n keiji weheh....i like asking this question to everyone -- what are 3 moments wherein keiji realised he loved nia!!!! do tell please........ 🎤

[3] httyd!!!!!!!! which of ur f/os would most enjoy watching the series with you..... who do you think their fave character(s) would be!! I ALSO WANT TO KNOW WHO YOU LOVE MOST!!!! :D

i shant bombard you with more question, but there are lots where these came from hiding in the vault hehe..... i shall ask upon my next visit to nia wifeiy avenue ^u^ heh!!! happy summer, i hope the remainder of ur june will be fantabulous!!!!!!!! take care friend <333

ps, i have seen ur nuclear bomb karasu ask in my mailbox BWAH..... i will say my thanks properly in my reply but u must know i cried Real Tears /pos and that i look at it every day (aka it is my lockscreen now). i cant thank u enough for it ururhruehehhueh (THANK YOUUUU;;;;) I HOPE U KNOW I WILL BE GETTING U BACK 🫵🫵🫵

!! NYELLO COCO TOHRUIES 🙆🏻‍♀️!!! Heh there will always be a special spot for u !! snacks and blankets and a nice bay window (?? < bay window enjoyer) 🙂‍↕️ questions for me.. joke bear blushes + scratches back of head... sowwy this got supah long as per usual....

1. IT IS! i Also thought it was lavender/lilac but it never appeared when i searched those.. and i found out... it is hyacinth🪻. Jaw. Drop. ... anyway. i made them emojis because i got shy 😶‍🌫️ But i'm brave tonight.

#🌼🐚 (covenia) is me & cove who i rambled about. Lots. here 🥹

#💐🐇 (donnia) is me & donna from re8 bUt largely the resident lover version (fan game).. my beautiful girlfriendwife.. I would like to spoil her 4ever.

#🥀🍰 (renia) is me & ren/redacted from 14 days with you :> i'll change this eventually.. i imagine my ship with them as their true self but we don't know his real name yet so :'3 ren it is !!

me and keiji r niaji i think :3 there's also nijiro (akaboku).. niaki (?)(csm aki).. Etc. Alas i haven't posted them . Bwah

i was Supposed to be the flower and them the other emoji (keiji likes onigiri, cove loves the sea, donna?? i don't remember. perhaps bc she's a bit jumpy/shy/cute., ren likes strawberry shortcake) but i feel both emojis ended up matching the chara.... LOL. i might make all the flowers a tulip for me🌷🙂‍↕️

2. hoymgoodniess graicous. mfw i look at myself through somebody else's eyes... 😲

the second term we know each other keiji is very anxious about an exam.. he's outside the room an hour early.. i'm not in the class but i show up to surprise and comfort him 🥹 i let him play with my hand while i test and encourage him, and i'm in the middle of flipping through his notes when he looks at me and he's like. oh .. hfbsjbgagWBJHG

the first time he sleeps over is kind of a two-parter for him. a double whammy, if you will. i convince him we can share the bed and he's like Ok [sweating] but. i end up falling asleep before him so he watches me for a while and he realizes he's completely relaxed.. and he's like oh.. 🥹 and when he wakes up next to me he's like .. Oh... not a dream 🥹 he thinks he'd like if this happened every day more often 🥹 And when i wake up i'm like oh my god do i look bad right now. and with a soft smile he very sweetly tells me i look pretty. and i can tell his words feel. more weighted. than usual. but i don't know why. AGH.

i don't really let people watch me draw or talk about my classes but. I let keiji watch. he automatically sits on my right side because he knows i'm left-handed, and he listens to me talk about what i learned in my soc class, and at some point it hits him like. wow. she trusts me and is talking to me. i want to watch and listen to her all the time . i want her to always trust me and feel comfortable like this . is it weird i feel special. And he rests against me and hums in response to something and i' mliek !!>?!$?!>? WOEOW /?!!$ /pos because he's usually shy about initiating .... unaware keiji's accepting that he loves me . GAH

3. YIPPEEE HTTYD MENTION ohymgolb.. i think especially cove but also keiji ?!

for cove we watch it when we're vry young and 8 year old cove has strong opinions. LOL. he really likes hiccup (and toothless) but i think he also respects fishlegs and likes astrid (though not Really until she allies w hiccup) !! we end up watching anything httyd related together growing up :'3

for keiji i think it was something he enjoyed but didn't Attach to like i did... so i ask him to (re)watch with me and he's like wait this rocks & gets invested LOL. astrid is a solid answer but also dare i say eret and heather.. 🧐🥸

for Me. My Hiccstrid.... bhaahahah. but i'm also especially fond of hiccup and toothless. .... I fear because of them my feelings about httyd 3. radiate off me at the title's mention. ouh. Let us move on HABJDSBDJ

🫨 i hope this wasn't too long coco oh my goodness o)-( Wishing U an awesome june and summer friend !!! :3c 🩷🩷

ALSO?!?! my karasu as ur lockscreen... guh. eugh. ougah. aakckgh. this is crazy. THIS IS CRAZY.? COCO WHAT THE FREAK... i've been awarded a medal... a big trophy even... i Did realize after that i sent a version without little karasu's beauty mark :-(

meow. Heh. NO NEED TO GET ME BACK Whatever that means 4 me oh my goodness.... i hope he could be a little comfort while u were away 🥹!! i dont know how well the original crops for a wallpaper so bdbfjksjd pleak let me know if u'd like a different layout... or a big karasu solo.. or.. somethang... 🫡🦔🪩

[crimsonthornedrose]

So my son is doing this thing each morning this past week of hiding behind me before going into class, I think it's a new teacher in his class, he's never done it before we have talked and he's having no issues and is excited for school each day, anyways I'm there waiting for him to turn around as he walks in as the last parent, and so I'm waving like we always do and then his teacher gives me the most awkward like slow wave ever, Because I was waving trying to get Ethan's attention, but it looked like I was just standing there waving weirdly at him, it was so embarassing, anyways his teacher waves back a lot of the time and he must think like why does she wave at me all the time lmao 😶‍🌫️

[diablo-sera-tops]

the way the wind rhymes dashboard simulator 2

(this one's mostly candi and veil)

🐲sweet-tooth-shadows Follow

Thanks for the question, anon.

I don't technically need sleep, but I still like to. It gets lonely at night because not many of my friends are awake.

Candi sleeps like someone paid them to.

- Veil

#anon ask #q&a #veil posts #veil answers

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🌑voidcore-trash Follow controversial take: maybe we should stop calling it “going feral” when an aberration gets mad?? y’all don’t say that when a human loses their temper, you say they “snapped” or “lost it.”

#the abyss gazes back #discourse cw #anyway i'm gonna chew on drywall

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🐲sweet-tooth-shadows Follow me: i am going to be normal today

me 2 seconds later: (gets my hair stuck in a door handle, veil phases through the wall to help, he crashes into me and we both fall down the stairs)

#good morning tumblr <3 #candi posts #no hair was harmed in the making of this post #it's giving looney tunes

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👨problematic-human-ally Follow humans deserve safe spaces without Aberration energy. please stop invading our posts with your nonsense 😤

👾gremlinz-new-batch Follow ok *blocks the entire sun*

#please don't harrass my mutual we're both freaks lol #og post tag

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🐲sweet-tooth-shadows Follow anyone else get the urge to chomp shiny rocks or is that just me

not talking about EATING them

i just wanna bite them a lil

#candi posts #dragon brain #i bet they feel really good to chew on

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😶‍🌫️desktek Follow aberration solidarity is your friend knocking down a building and you hiding the evidence

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🐲sweet-tooth-shadows Follow

#anon ask #q&a #veil posts #veil answers #i relate to these things more than i probably should.

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🐛glowworm-glow Follow reblog if you’ve ever evaporated mid-conversation to avoid an awkward moment

#voidling things #reblog if

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🐲sweet-tooth-shadows Follow

#yes this is inspired #candi posts #lesser dog is literally me

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🦌branchheadbranches Follow tbh that internet famous dragon kid has the right idea. hoard treats. post memes. ratio corporations. live life as your happiest self. nothing but respect for them

#something scary coming!! (og post tag)

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🐲sweet-tooth-shadows Follow to all the people reposting our posts on pinterest or reddit or whatever, hi <3

to all the people reposting our posts on bird app, die <3

#candi posts #i swear if one more person tries to "cancel" veil for being silly i will Bite

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[pumpkinsy0]

U got any time and pony hcs hiding in there 😶‍🌫️

u already know i do,,,,dpmo /j

•i like to think that theyre somewhat friends, they dont hang out or nothin like FRIEND friends, but they can get along alright!! ponys still pretty scared of tim but tim is like “ahhh the kids alright” w pony but not that close to him

•since curly looks exactly like tim, tim has a habit of teasing pony saying something like “i guess i look good too”, and thankfully pony never has to respond to that bc curly will shoo him away basically

•this is more like early on into their semi friendship but when pony would b w curly, tim would be basically analyzing pony FULLY and it always made pony feel so scared, and pony would always tell curly so curly would have to go “can u not do that” but tim is protective of curly, what can i say

•theres been a few times where pony doesnt rlly understand what the hell tim is saying, but he just goes along w it anyways to get in his good side

•i feel like tim is one of the guys who flaunts pony “killing bob” but its not like he does it to randomly flex, its just to protect pony, street cred kinda thing, like a “he did this so dont mess w him even if he kinda looks like a loser”, it gets ppl to back off and if pony wont use that, tim will

•rarely if ever theres been times where tims had to patch pony up, and it would always remind pony if how darry patches him up, less to do w brotherly love more so w the fact that tim is also rough w his hands, not bc he does it on accident like darry, but bc hes just naturally rough like that

•tims pretty proud to b seen as a hood and doesnt rlly wanna abandon the life he has, and he would think pretty negatively of anyone who would want to leave the life and community behind and not look back (hes a young guy, i do think for many reasons he mostly abandons this line of thinking let that b known) BUT when it comes to pony, he feels differently about it, he cant explain WHY, he just thinks the kids gone through enough and SHOULD leave

•something tells me tim would pick pony up by the collar of the shirt like a cat would w their kitten, i cant explain it

•tim is that family member where curly has to go “nonono dont worry that means he likes u” to pony, like when a dog is growling at u but ur not sure if its a playful one or a serious one

•tim has given pony a bruise numerous times, none of em does he remember, but its always dally and darry saying he gave pony a bruise

•tim picks pony up by the back of his shirt collar like ponys a kitten, let that b remembered throughout history

[mrwexleysr]

🎈 BALLOON, 😶‍🌫️ FACE IN CLOUDS

🎈 BALLOON — what is something you've created and/or accomplished recently that you're proud of?

"A community of people who are all looking out for and taking care of each other despite the end of life as we knew it. We've managed to irk out some semblance of life here, protect each other... and with the coming spring... is seems like maybe we might even be able to thrive as much as is possible in our situation. I had thought that the charities I'd started, or the rent control I'd implemented would be what I'm most proud of... but I'm truly, most proud of what we've managed."

😶‍🌫️ FACE IN CLOUDS — is there something you're hiding from the people you love? if so, how urgent is it for them to hear it? what's holding you back from sharing it?

"I was... but... it doesn't matter anymore, anyway. My family is mostly gone. It wouldn't have changed anything, anyway. Except I still have Ember and she's still alive. In the end... that means I made the right choice."

[kitxkatrp]

🎨,🖤,🏹,💔,🎄,❌(Lan Fan),🗡️,😶‍🌫️,❤️‍🔥, 💄, ❤️, 🎀, 🧪, 🤔, 💀(Fu's death), ✍️ all for LING YAO c:

🎨 ARTIST PALETTE— what are some hobbies that you like to partake in? do you think they're just to pass time or to distract yourself, or do you believe some of them potentially have therapeutic outcomes for you?

"I like eating and trying new foods that I haven't tried before! It's loads of fun, but also, I tend to faint if I don't eat very often, so it's beneficial for me anyway. Besides, it's relaxing."

🖤 BLACK HEART — what would you say is the darkest thought you've ever experienced? what do you think caused you to have that thought? have you ever planned on or fantasized about acting on it?

"When Envy changed into Lan Fan...I was horrified....but a part of me wanted to rip him to pieces, slowly, carve his tongue out and rip out his eyes for daring to defile the image of someone I cared about." He crossed his arms over his chest. "I didn't get the chance to, but I still think about it sometimes. I'm...a little upset I never got the chance to have a go at him, but I hear Mustang did a good job of it by himself."

✈️ AIRPLANE — have you traveled anywhere that helped you discover something about yourself and/or about the world?

"I traveled to Amestris to find the secret of immortality, but...while I was there I think I got stronger as a person. I lost some important things and a person along the way...and I still walked out of it accomplishing my goal. I think...because I did that, I can lead this country more efficiently."

💔 BROKEN HEART — is there anyone in your life you wish you had a better relationship with? if so, how come? what makes this person important to you?

"I'm not sure if this counts since he died not that long after I became Emperor, but I wish I had a better one with my Father. I wish that I wasn't just a number to him. I wish it wasn't all /games/ to see who was succeed him. I wish he had actually cared for each of us individually. For us he was one person. To him, we were all melded together like a stew. I always despised that about him."

🎄 CHRISTMAS TREE — what is your favorite holiday and why?

"New Years, New Years Day specifically. I like the festivities, and I like the promise of a new year. It means you survived yet another year, you're still alive, and you get to celebrate being alive. What's there not to like about that? Oh...also the food."

❌ CROSS MARK — how would your life be different if [name of person] had never been in it? would it be better or worse?

"I--honestly I don't want to think about that. But...I think I would have failed my quest. I don't think I would be Emperor without her support and I don't think I would have survived very long. I....she's always been by my side and made me feel safe. Without Lan Fan...I don't want to know."

🗡️ DAGGER — what is something or someone you know you can't afford to lose? how far are you willing to go to make sure you don't lose it/them?

"Lan Fan or Greed. I refuse to lose either of them. I nearly did, both of them, multiple times, and that was the worst feeling I've ever felt. I refuse to let myself fall into that state again and for that, I need them both with me. They are my strength."

😶‍🌫️ FACE IN CLOUDS — is there something you're hiding from the people you love? if so, how urgent is it for them to hear it? what's holding you back from sharing it?

"I....am both proud of myself and hate myself just a little. I am proud for making it this far...but I am...ashamed of what it took to get me here and the sacrifices that had to be made. If I had been stronger, Lan Fan would've never lost her arm and Fu might still be here. Even Greed, I wasn't strong enough to avenge his friends either. They...don't need to know I feel like this. They would tell me it wasn't my fault, or responsibility, but....I can't change how I feel."

❤️‍🔥 HEART ON FIRE — what angers you the most? what triggers this anger, and how do you cope with it? what does this anger feel like, if you had to describe it?

"People like King Bradley that claim to rule a country without a care for the citizens they govern. That sort of selfishly driven person isn't suited to lead a country, nor should they hold their head high like he did. The fact he not only called me a fool for caring about my country's citizens, but also had the gall to harm those close to me, makes me angry. I wish I had been the one to bring him to his knees, if only to prove to him that he was wrong. This deep burning feeling inside of me, it was the first time I've ever felt it."

💄 LIPSTICK — have you had any romantic or sexual experiences that made you realize something about yourself?

Ah hell, they just had to ask this one, didn't they? "Well..I..." He swallowed thickly. "Realized that I really like to be touched....more than I thought I ever would....and I actively desire it. I....didn't realize I was that kind of person." Just from kisses too.

❤️ RED HEART — what is/are your love language(s)? how do you use it/them to communicate your feelings about others?

"Sharing a meal! Oh? Does that not count? I guess...hugs and kisses, and paying attention to the little things. But to be honest, I think that might be less of a love language and more of...something I've learned to survive." Considering how many people were trying to kill him-- "But either way, I like to think it says that I care. I'm....a bit too awkward to say it out loud most of the time."

🎀 RIBBON BOW — how confident are you with your physical appearance? is there anything about it that you are insecure about? is there anything about it that you are happy about or gives you confidence? how do you think people perceive you based on your physical appearance?

"...." He hates this question. "...Do I have to be honest? ...Okay fine, I don't think I'm handsome or attractive at all. I don't like any of it. I wish I could change how I look. I don't even know what it is about it that I hate, except all of it. I don't know how people look at me, but I do know how I feel and I just...don't like it."

🧪 TEST TUBE — if you knew you were going to die tomorrow, what is one thing you absolutely have to resolve and/or do before then?

"....Spend one more night showing them how much I love them. Maybe say it to them a few times to their faces, and hold them the whole time until my last breath. And I'd hope....that the last thing I'd see would be their faces."

🤔 THINKING FACE — what three emotions tend to dominate your mindset? do you know why they do?

"Hungry, exhausted, and determined. I'm always hungry, I'm always tired and never get enough sleep, but I always pull through and never give up."

💀 SKULL — how has [name of person] 's death influenced your outlook on life, if anything?

"I...feel like that naive part of myself died with him. The part that still thought I could achieve my goal without anymore sacrifices. It...really kicked my ass into gear and told me a lot about what being a ruler means. I won't....forget that lesson." He missed Fu.

✍️ WRITING HAND — what is one thing you wish you were better at? this can be a tactical skill, social skill, hobby, etc.

"....Expressing my feelings. I really do think I'm terrible at it. When I try to say something profound to someone I love, I get frightened and lose my will...it's kind of embarrassing."

[darkenforcer]

🎈🏹😶‍🌫️

IC CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT QUESTIONS || not accepting !

🎈 BALLOON — what is something you’ve created and/or accomplished recently that you’re proud of?

"recently? uh..." why's it feel like he's being shaken down by hanks all of a sudden? he can practically hear the old man knocking at his door, scolding him with a variation of 'ya gotta do something productive with that life of yours, yuri,' or the occasional 'why can't ya be more ambitious like flynn!?' ugh, sends a shiver down his spine...

"how about rebuilding that damn chicken coop without wanting to toss eiden into it? there's an accomplishment."

🏹 BOW AND ARROW — if there’s something from your past that you’d give anything to go back in time and redo, what is it?

"even if i had a redo, nothing comes to mind," he's had plenty of screw-ups -- missed shots, harsh words, and tragedies he'd later regret -- but what good would it do to look back on what might've been? there's a lot he could've done differently, but it is what it is. besides, he's pretty content with the life he's living now.

"knowing my luck, it'd only lead to worse problems down the line." he shrugs, "not worth the hassle."

😶‍🌫️ FACE IN CLOUDS — is there something you’re hiding from the people you love? if so, how urgent is it for them to hear it? what’s holding you back from sharing it?

"bit personal, don'tcha think? if i'm keeping something from people i 'love', why would i mention it now? there's nothing urgent, anyway."

a few fancifully-clad skeletons in his closet (and a glaring scar on his stomach) would have a fair bit to say otherwise, but if there isn't a good enough reason to dump those burdens on anyone, he won't; it's not hiding if it doesn't impact them. and raven... well, self-perception through the other and all that.

[alyjojo]

March 🌞 2024 Monthly - Gemini

Preshuffle: You already know all you need to know about a situation you’ve gone back and forth on. Enough to start planning your next step forward. I’m getting you feel like you don’t but you actually do, even if it’s just intuitively, then you’re being validated in that case. A decision that’s being made is the right call.

Meditation: Omggg this video. Idk what it’s called, something with Candy Mountain, it’s one of the OG YouTube videos to not make any sense but go viral anyway. I choked on my coffee, the first thing I heard was “Candy Mountain Charlieeee” and I died ☠️ It’s been a long time. You could have a couple of excitable goobers (kids?) around you, ready for adventure, maybe getting on your nerves and purposely poking you if you’re grumpy. It should make you smile (or make you hide and take a looooong shower) 😶‍🌫️

Main energy: Wheel of Fortune

Yours is kinda similar to Taurus’s, you could have that in your chart too. Different but similar, they’ve already healed their past and Spirit is like “you’re next”. Wheel of Fortune is change, karma, things outside of your control, Spirit always moving in the background to help little serendipitous events aid you along the way, sending messages and sparking your intuition, whether conscious or not. This also feels like Jupiter, especially with Luck attached to it. That’s coming soon, this Wheel can show time, and before Jupiter moves into Gemini in���June? I think, you’ll need to let some old stuff go. 2 Wands is here with Discovery, your future is ahead of you, not behind you, exploring new possibilities, not the same old traumas ❤️

What’s going on in March:

8 Cups:

You’ve inevitably had to leave some things and people behind, and some things and people have left you too. For some this could be material, a house, a job, your favorite car, a lot of money, some actual 3D thing you can touch. It’s also inevitable you’ve had to leave behind some plans, maybe childhood plans. You always wanted to be a vet but never really wanted to go to vet school - now you’re a whatever-you-are, beating yourself up over not just being a vet. Contracts or partnerships may have left you in financial debt. Loneliness is at the bottom of the oracles, you lost people too. I see 6 Cups here and The Hermit rev, some of you may wonder if all is lost or can you bring the past back to life in some way? So far I just see the new is ahead, Discovery, looking forward. The past had some great times but it had a lot of pain too. And things have changed - Wheel of Fortune - how they needed to.

The Moon:

This is what you fear, what you can’t see, things that give you anxiety, because they are unclear to you. Whatever you lost, or left behind, had an opportunity come in with it - Ace of Pentacles. You couldn’t see that at the time, maybe you’re well on your way now. Moon Capricorn seems to mirror this Page of Pentacles, you left behind things that weren’t good for you, The Devil. Toxic even, had you in chains, wrapped you up in addictions or other unhealthy things that would’ve made things so much worse had they/you held onto them as it had been before it ended. This can be financial too, tied up in something that wouldn’t have given you what you thought it would - or hoped it would. Friends or people around you could’ve fit under these descriptions too, and it was unconscious to you at the time. Whatever has happened was for your benefit - or for a lesson. If someone or something has left - it’s to avoid a thing getting worse, or toxic, or it already was, that’s why it had to be this way. You could blame yourself or assume things that aren’t true but fit with a narrative you tell yourself - could be a fearful/paranoid one.

6 Cups:

Heavy nostalgia, old friends, the way things were, childhood, memories. You’re heavily connected to these things, maybe to the point of being lost in them. 5 Cups is deep sadness, regret, remorse, and being ruled by Scorpio, obsessive *fixation* on what’s been lost - not what’s still here. 2 Cups is still here. Someone or something you love, something very dear to your heart. But you focus on the loss, could be friends, plans, dreams, things you signed up for (or contracts you signed) that you wish you never would have because it kicked your bum later on. You can’t change it, and this is saying you’re only stuck if you keep yourself stuck. Maybe you have been on purpose. Practicality is here and again is mirrored with this Page of Pentacles - it’s like logic has been overcome by emotion and that’s what’s taking control or has for some time. It keeps you stuck. It’s possible you’ve gone through mourning something, not all but for someone this energy is very heavy, and if so I’m giving you a great big hug 🤗

10 Swords:

This row brings some depth to the pain you’ve felt, 10 Swords is betrayal, feeling stabbed in the back, maybe by several people - 5 Wands. Arguments and fights you’ve gotten into may have been due to toxic behaviors or old mindsets that don’t even exist anymore, but they’ve changed everything. You could regret a lot of things. For some there are literal contracts you regret, Commitment being the other Oracle specify binding contracts and Page of Pentacles shows the same thing here. Things your name is financially tied to, may not have gone well and left you in a lot of debt you’re trying to dig yourself out of. Could be a divorce you regret (or a marriage that ended in divorce), partnerships or agreements that ended in betrayal, bankruptcy, I’m seeing one of those Title Loan places, etc. Why couldn’t it be healed, or delayed a little longer? Why didn’t you apologize at the time or do xyz? For someone, there could be regret over sex, a soul contract even, wishing you’d never have even gone there. You’re also thinking of apologies & closure to things you’ve never gotten, and probably never will, for most. Things you never said. Heavy energy this month, but it all has a purpose in this reading - to feel it, hopefully start releasing it, and looking forward.

The Hermit rev:

Clarified by 9 Cups, you just want to go back to whatever specifically is on your mind. A person, a time period, the good old days, whatever the thing, you’re heavily fixated on moving backwards when Spirit is trying to move you forwards. Death follows, you can’t bring things back, and even if you did it wouldn’t be the same. You’ve changed! Wheel of Fortune. Others have changed too, everything has, we can’t even keep a business open over by me for more than a couple years nowadays, everything changes constantly, and seemingly faster the more time passes.

Advice: Can Gemini bring this thing back? 6 Swords…moving away from the drama of the past, taking your experiences, lessons, family, children, and all of the demons hovering in/around your mind & moving on altogether, because you have to. It’s leaving 5 Swords, bitterness, conflict, tit for tat energy, irritation at how things went vs how they could have. Caution at the bottom of the astro Oracle deck. But Wheel of Fortune with Luck is very positive, and so is 2 Wands, there is a lot to look forward to if you look ahead instead of behind. Discovery has an enthusiastic vibe, finding new things to fall in love with, new friends, new experiences altogether. People tend to only miss the past if the present isn’t that great, so what could be done to change right now - to recreate things you miss in a new way? Maybe you miss your old cat, but she’s gone now…you could get a new cat, or even something totally different that changes your life. A lizard, who becomes your best friend, who’d have thunk it? What’s something you’ve always wanted to do, you’re about to have the green light 🚦

Side note: It could be a good time to start playing the lottery, regularly 💯

Signs you may be dealing with:

Heavy Pisces, Scorpio, Virgo & Sagittarius

Oracle: ✨

12 Truth 🦅

The eagle proudly surveys its domain from such a high perch that all pertaining to this situation are revealed. The shadows hide nothing from your keen vision. Once you can remove yourself from the muck that lower vibrations keep you in, you can attain a viewpoint that enables you to see the truth of the matter. This card advises you to search for the truth of the situation, regardless of the emotions it brings up. Are you or someone connected to you unconsciously suppressing the truth? Hiding from the truth can only intensify the lesson later on.

Commitment 🪢

Binding - Obstruction - Contract

Luck 🍀

Jackpot - Fortune - Reward

We enter into March as:

Rose Without Thorns 🌹:

“It is time to face my true feelings.”

You are most fortunate. As we mature, we learn that to enjoy the beauty of a rose, we must occasionally risk getting pricked by a thorn. You are not facing “the same situation”, this is the dawn of feelings being awakened and a new truth being born. You’re being presented with a different way to live. Trust you will know what to do. Stay open. Time changes us all if we’re lucky, it’s time to surrender and make the change. The best incentive to change is often love.

What is to be learned in March:

Sun Sparkler 🎇:

“Integrity is what turns on the light.”

Sun Sparkler reminds us that it is through kindness to others and being of service that we are abundant. Are you living your life as fully as you can? Are you being honest and kind to others? Do you hold the door open for people on the elevator, or let it close? Do you let people merge over in traffic, or pretend not to see them? When we put a blinder on one area of life, it creates the same blind spot in every area. You can’t shut out pain without shutting out pleasure too. Sun Sparkler reminds you of the miracle of honesty, it leads to integrity. You may have done work for another but do not expect a reward, revel in alignment with Spirit, self-esteem is the gift. You’ve been elevated to a new level spiritually, continue to serve others and life will prosper beyond your wildest dreams.

Yellow may be a lucky color 💛

[iceofqueensword]

Ateez comeback

So... YouTube was working as fast as my brain at 8 a.m. without coffee, but I watched it anyway 😌 Official MV too. It looks gorgeous! 😍 Especially coloring inside of the building, I love it.

Right now I am just amazed, I can't say anything. Impressed by fans' theories, I am too dumb to analize any theories. Dammit, I still try to figure out Seventeen MV theories, hold on, time is going too fast T.T You thought it would be easier for me to understand theories lately?.. Ha! I thought so too, but no 😶‍🌫️ I am reading it with a lot of interest. Coming back to video and going like: ah... That's it? Wow 😮

It's so fun though - to think what is hiding behind the story. Right now I am dissolving in music, my brain is jelly... I like jelly though 😁 I want to enjoy music and thank you for your job ☺️ Good luck with promotion, I hope that you get a reward for your hardwork! ✨

[trust-and-jump]

yep, not for long, but they did, and it was kinda sweet, not gonna lie.

my girl discovers she's capable of falling in love or something

and she falls for two guys lmaoooo. not immediately but pretty fast.

ridiculous people

nice page:

"I talk too much." hahdkdospappapa

funny teens

____

ahhhhh I could just upload everything but it's better to just read Batgirl 2000 (#39-42 I think?)

jdyxjsksoosmama just look at this

It includes THE FUNNIEST SCENE EVER, WHERE CASS IS HIDING UNDER THE KON-EL'S BED BECAUSE GRANDMA HEARD SOMETHING AND CAME TO CHECK LOL LOL LOL, I LOVE THIS TROP FOR CASS

it just suits her to be the wild cat who sneaks into her boy's room. so much better than boring "boyfriend has to hide in a closet 'cause girl's dad came in to check" thing bro.

hjskkskskslalla THE date

lmao

so... yeah. And some time after they broke up but stayed friends. And AFTER that Batman got bitchy and very angrily told Superman to "call Superboy back" and said Kal-El should tell Kon to NEVER talk to Cass again 😶‍🌫️. And he gave Cass a scolding as well. q,___,р.

ah anyways. it was short but nice. Cass got two boys, one of them... is no longer her boy... and other is a friend.

Read 😁😁😁

Headcanon that Bruce doesn’t give the shovel talk to his kids’ partners because 1) everybody in the caped community knows what Batman’s capable of and how protective he is of his children so shovel talks feel redundant and unnecessary, and 2) the constant prolonged fear of a shovel talk that never comes is almost more effective than an actual shovel talk

[death-engineer]

😶‍🌫️?

😶‍🌫️ FACE IN CLOUDS — is there something you're hiding from the people you love? if so, how urgent is it for them to hear it? what's holding you back from sharing it?

"... Urgency is... subjective, don't you think?"

She was not exactly fond of that word... Of it's implications. Of the way it loomed over her when it was least convenient.

"As is the phrasing of 'loved ones', really... I do not engage with family, if that is what you are fishing for. I would have little to say to them. So unless you are speaking of friends, then...

"... Well... I do not know if I am hiding anything from them, either-" She muttered, tone hitching, "- Why would I? I do not live the sort of lifestyle that gives me many secrets to keep. Secrets that aren't Zoraxis related, anyway."

[onsunnyside]

Girl I sent the ask before I could finish💀 anyways 😈

Therapy pet reader is TERRIFIED of Lloyd. Because the first time they met, Lloyd was working(we all know how scary that is) and she watched him dunk a guy's head in water. And little pet hates water. So she's always squeaking and trying to hide whenever he's in the same room. But she can't seem to get away too far. Either because Lloyd pulls her back into his lap or the tingles! Which only Lloyd seems to be able to take care of🤔

-💟

Hehe no worries bestie 😌🫶

She’s a shy pup: you’re terrified of your owner but try to stay faithful to your purpose. You were here to give him attention, comfort and support, but that was hard to do if you always hid away. He said you were here for company and intimacy. Lloyd had lost a lot of people, so he was forced to get one who couldn’t leave. No matter how scared you are, you obey his every command. His favourite time with you was when he would do a little examination of your body and parts, “we have to make sure everything works right, pup. I can’t have my little pet hurting…” bc that was his job 🫡

Omg I forgot about my Lloyd petplay fic 😶‍🌫️😶‍🌫️

[utterlyinevitable]

I saw these really great prompts by @choiceschallenge-may2023​ and got real inspired to answer these for my non-oph/choices mc’s that currently live rent-free in my head 😶‍🌫️ infinite thanks for coming up with these! 

Penelope Featherington (Bridgerton modern au - x Colin)

Detective Emma Gunstone (The Wayhaven Chronicles - x Mason)

Detective Gwen Sousa (The Wayhaven Chronicles - x Adam) 

First Kiss

Pen: George Townsend. She was 16 and it was a dare. It didn’t last more than seven seconds and both their lips were pulled tight. 

Emma: Anthony Acaster. Prom. Too much tongue and he must’ve taken a sour altoid beforehand. 

Gwen Sousa (my tiny new detective): Bobby.

Dream School

Pen: Cambridge. She was waitlisted, but her family couldn't afford it anyway. Even if she was a legacy.

Emma: Anywhere far from Wayhaven. But when the time came she got a basic degree in the Big City and chose the academy instead of a further education.

Gwen: Big City University. She wanted to stay close to home, just in case. She was planning on getting a masters in political science part time whilst working at the station but then the supernatural world just had to consume her life... 

Dream Job

Pen: Published author, ofc. Even though she tells everyone she wants to be an editor. Hiding her biggest aspiration makes her feel like her spoken dreams are actually attainable. 

Emma: Well, it seems she's living it. Even if this isn't what she thought being a detective would be.

Gwen: Politician. She had dreams of working her way through the civil service and become mayor.

Dream Vacation

Pen: She lived it. She got to travel the med by boat (with Colin). The only thing that could have topped it would have been visiting elephants in Thailand.

Emma: A cabin in the woods and it's raining the whole time. Or a glass hotel in the arctic circle to see the northern lights.

Gwen: Any beach with soft sand.

 Last Goodbye

Pen: Leaving home had no fanfare or even much of a goodbye. Her mother wasn’t even around the fat Pen left for uni and neither were her older sisters. So she had an emotional moment with the home she’s live in the past decade. She hasn’t been back since.

Emma: Splitting with Bobby was her most satisfying goodbye.

Gwen: the death of her granddaddy will forever be on her mind. It came slow and she got time to say goodbye but even then it didn’t feel like enough.

Hardest Goodbye

Pen: Ghosting Colin. Having to pretend like all was okay between them before decidedly blocking him tore her to bits. 

Emma: Splitting with Verda after he finds out about UB/supernatural's and wants nothing to do with this situation. (He comes around because of Eric’s persistence but MONTHS later)

Gwen: Her grandaddy.

First & Last Love Before RO

Pen: she's only ever loved Colin, romantically that is. But maybe her friendship with Eloise has always been her biggest love.

Emma: .....Bobby.... she's only done love once and regrets it. Now she knows it was never actually love at all.

Gwen: Bobby. They were practically high school sweethearts.

First Job

Pen: she babysat the neighborhood terrors. her first actual job was at Waterstones.

Emma: Bagger in the wayhaven mart

Gwen: never had a job before being a policewoman

Home(s)

Pen: Went from living in Knightsbridge to Norwich (uni) to Birmingham (work) then a quick stint in Edinburgh (work / ghost duties) and then unfortunately having to move back to Knightsbridge

Emma: Rebecca's house. The only person around was her elderly neighbor after her grandma died when she was 11. She moved to the City for two years to get her associates degree, then rented the apartment she lives in now. She did seriously consider moving into the warehouse but... it's not a good idea.  

Gwen: With her grandparents. Gran passed when she was 17 and (Grand)Daddy when she was 28. They left their house to her but she couldn't live in it just yet, so she rents it out. She lived in a small apartment in the City, then with Bobby in the City, and now her current place.

An Old Friend/Love That Affects them the most

Pen: Eloise. She can handle Colin - has for years - but nothing could prepare her for facing Eloise after all this time and drama, and Pen has purposefully run away so she never would.

Emma: Bobby. She hates him. Wants to tear his face off. Would let Mason do it too if it wasn’t for all the paperwork involved.

Gwen: She really can't stand the mayor, though they're not anything but colleagues. She's made her peace with Bobby even if she tries to be civil and ignore his existence. The people of wayhaven to this day don't understand why... or maybe they're hoping for entertainment in the drama between B&G. 

Marriage? 

Pen: She’s not getting her hopes up. There’s a mix of emotions in regards to marriage and relationships and she just thinks it’s better if she doesn’t even entertain the idea.  

Emma: Absolutely not.  

Gwen: Yes. She wants it all. 

Babies?

Pen: she'd like them but doesn't think it's in the cards for her. not in this economy.

Emma: no. never.

Gwen: she wants the white picket fence dream. maybe with her connections at the agency they'll freeze her eggs for free......

An event that's stayed with them (twc pre-agency)

Pen: she could never forget new years eve when she was sixteen.

Emma: she went to a festival in a field and it was transcendent. the noise, the people, the comradery. even security was vibin'. 

Gwen: her sweet 16th. it wasn't much of a big affair but her grandparents did what they could and she will cherish the dance with both her grandparents for the rest of her life. as well as the speech. she cries thinking of it still.

Relationship with parents

Pen: Her father is a crook and a drunk and up ended all theirs lives when she was young, but as the only ‘good’ daughter Pen kept in contact with the only man she ever knew to love. Her mother is condescending and stretched thin and never pays much attention to her youngest daughter save for handing out critiques. 

Emma: Vaguely remembers her dad as he died when she was a toddler. Rebecca was never there and Emma resents her hard for it.  

Gwen: Doesn’t know her dad at all, and although she respects Rebecca and Gwen chooses to forgive and forget that she was never there growing up. Her grandparents were more her parents than Rebecca and Rook. 

Childhood memento they keep close

Pen: She has a stuffed elephant that she’s had since she was a youngin’ and lives in a box in her closet.  

Emma: The only thing from her childhood she still has is a few pieces of jewelry. 

Gwen: A box full of scrapbooks her grandparents and she made. 

Piece of meaningful jewelry 

Pen: Portia sold anything remotely of value ages ago. Pen still has the braided bracelets she and Eloise made for each other one summer in their youth. 

Emma: Has a gold necklace she wears every day, she’s had it for longer than she can remember. She likes to think it was an heirloom from Rook’s side of the family. If Rebecca ever owned up to giving it to her Emma has a feeling she’d never wear it again - and just the thought of never wearing it again feels like losing an extension of herself. So very complicated. 

Gwen: The pair of diamond earrings and her grandparents wedding rings. 

Won any awards?

Pen: No, Penelope is painfully average and prefers to fly under the radar. 

Emma: She received an award for service from the station a few months before they promoted her. 

Gwen: Always. She won scholarships and scholarly contests in school, employee of the month seven times at the station too. 

Texts, Calls, Emails or Snail Mail?

Pen: Emails. 

Emma: Texts. 

Gwen: Calls, though she appreciates the thought behind penning a letter. 

[evebestt]

Hi! Hope you’re doing well! I have an idea for a Farah x reader if that’s okay?

So the reader is a fairy and a teacher at the school and they have a crush on Farah but are to shy to admit it to her and one day Farah comes across the reader using magic to do something and they reveal to her that they were hurt in the past by someone they trusted and are ashamed of the scars they have from the person and Farah comforts them? Could be smutty if you want 😳😶‍🌫️ (I’ve never asked for smut before 🙈) . Love your work!

Hi hon! It’s always okay to send me prompts, I’m more than happy to take them. Thank you for sending this one in! I forgot how much I like writing smut, so don’t feel bad for asking (it’s mostly smut anyway, so really don’t feel bad 😅)

A little note, I couldn’t tell if you meant physical or mental scars, so I wrote both; if physical scars isn’t what you meant and this isn’t your cup of tea, you can always message me and I’d be more than happy to rewrite. I want you to enjoy your prompt!

Warnings: mention of past emotional/physical abuse (nothing graphic, just the statement that it happened), smut (and a lot of it)

Read here on AO3 or below.

Come Hither in Your Eyes

You’d been a professor at Alfea for years, and although you were good at your job and enjoyed teaching the students, Friday classes always seemed to drag on. The students were antsy — though you couldn’t blame them, it was the first true day of spring after a long winter, and you didn’t want to be stuck in a classroom any more than they did — and their wandering attentions felt like an uphill battle.

The last period of the day blessedly ended, and you let out a sigh as the last student hurried from the room, dropping into the chair behind your desk. You considered blowing off the rest of your duties in order to savor the day, but there was a stack of exams on your desk needing to be graded, and sighing again, you gathered your things and made your way to your office.

There, you immediately crossed to the windows and threw them open — if you couldn’t be outside, at least you could bring in fresh air. You sat down at your desk then, and giving one last sigh of resignation, you grabbed the first exam from the pile and started in.

You worked steadily for a few hours, and proudly tossed the last graded exam on the rest of them, then sat back and stretched as you surveyed your defeat. There were still a few other miscellaneous tasks you had to finish up, but it wasn’t anything that couldn’t wait until the weekend, so you neatly tucked the exams into your bag for Monday before you stood and walked to your file cabinet to put away the exam key.

Your stomach growled a little as you flipped through the tabs of the drawer, and you realized just how late it was getting, the golden light of sunset pouring in through your open windows — food would definitely be next on your list.

I wonder if Farah has had dinner yet, you thought absently, and then nearly felt yourself blush at how easily your thoughts had slipped to the woman. You and Farah had become good friends during your time at Alfea, and though your crush on her had developed not long after you’d met her, you’d been too shy to ever act on it. Not only that, you were too scared of ruining what you had with her now — your friendship was one of the most precious things in your life, and you couldn’t bear to do anything that might jeopardize it. And so you were content never to act on your feelings, just having Farah as your dear friend being good enough for the moment.

Closing the file cabinet, you absently locked the drawer with the key. I could probably ask her to dinner, I doubt she’d had food yet. It’s only…  you glanced at your watch — not even six, no way had she pulled herself from work yet.

And then you felt your heart twist when you saw the shadow of the scars criss-crossing your forearm.

You used magic to hide them, ashamed of where you’d gotten them and not wanting to attract attention, and while the spell you used was good, it wore off every few weeks, and you had to redo it to keep them hidden. It wasn’t the worst tradeoff in the world — the spell even hid the feel of the scars, so anyone who touched your arm wouldn’t feel them, but the little knot of shame that sat in your stomach every time you had to use the spell made you dread this moment.

You sighed and turned away from the cabinet — nothing you could do about it. Placing your hand on the highest scars near your elbow, you summoned your magic and began.

“Mind if I come in?”

“Farah!” You whirled around to stare at the woman herself standing in your doorway, hand clutching your arm, and you tried to remember how to breathe as your heart beat double-time and your muscles twitched to run away.

Farah’s eyes widened at your own surprise, and she put up a hand in a calming gesture. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you. I just came to ask you to dinner.”

“No, it’s ah,” with a wave of your hand you ended the spell, fighting the blush trying to crawl up your cheeks as you took a shaky breath. “It’s okay. I startle easy sometimes.”

Farah nodded, then motioned to where you had been practicing magic. “You also didn’t have to stop on my account. I didn’t mean to disturb.”

“No, no, really it’s okay.” You let out a nervous little chuckle and ran your hand over your face before crossing your arms, trying to calm your racing heart. “I’m sorry, it feels a little like having my hand caught in the cookie jar.”

She raised an eyebrow, putting her hands in her pockets. “Nothing wrong with performing magic in a school for magic.”

You blushed harder at her remark, looking at the floor to avoid her gaze. “No, of course not. I—I just…”

You weren’t sure if you should tell her, but when you risked a glance up at her, her features had softened, and that made it easier for the words to come. “This particular spell, I suppose, I… I didn’t expect anyone to see me. Guess I just feel ashamed of the magic.”

She gave you a puzzled look. “You’re a fairy, it’s what you’re born with. Why would that be something to be shameful of?”

“I…” you trailed off, unsure of even where to start in addressing her question, and almost subconsciously you smoothed your hand over your arm, the textured skin of the scars noticeable under your touch. The furrow between her brow deepened at your action, and you watched her look you over. You could see now out of the corner of your eye that the scars were plainly visible now, and you didn’t bother to hide them as she looked, but couldn’t help but drop your gaze the moment her eyes fell on your arm.

A long beat of silence fell over you, and you couldn’t help but smooth your hand over your arm again. “Someone I cared about,” you started, the words coming easier as you realized you wanted to explain, “who I loved, they… hurt me.” You gave a wry smile, fighting the bitterness in your throat. “Magic, my magic was often a trigger, so sometimes it’s… a delicate topic.” You sniffed and rubbed your thumb over a scar near the bend of your arm. “I cover them up with a spell, partly to deter questions and stares from strangers, and partly because I… I’m ashamed that I stayed so long. So long that I got these.”

You trailed off, gaze falling to the floor as words failed you.

“Oh,” Farah’s soft exhalation was quiet, but so full of sympathy that it made you look up. Her brow was creased in concern, and the corners of her lips turned down in an empathy so strong it made you suddenly want to reassure her.

“It’s — I’m alright, now. This was a long time ago, and I’ve worked through a lot of the trauma that came with these. I’m in a much better place than I was — really I’m in one of the best places I’ve ever been. You just caught me off guard when I was… covering these, and it just startled me.”

Your gaze had dropped to the floor again as you talked, but you forced it up as you finished, watching Farah’s reaction. She studied you for a moment, and then took a slow step forward, seeming to gauge your reaction before taking another one, coming to stand before you. She held out her hand, nodding to yours in question. “May I?” she murmured.

You nodded, blinking in surprise, and gave her your hand. She cupped the back of it, running her thumb gently over your palm, staring down at it like she could see the magic running through your veins. “I know apologies mean nothing coming from a bystander, but I am sorry. No one deserves such cruelty.”

You swallowed hard as you watched her, and felt yourself begin to relax underneath her touch. “It… it is what it is. I wish I could change it sometimes, but all I can do is live as best I can and work to overcome it.”

She gave you a small smile and nodded, and then brushed her fingers up over the back of your wrist, nearly touching one of the scars that ran there, and her voice soft but sure when she spoke again. “Know you have nothing to fear while you’re at this school, not while I’m here. Not for being who you are.”

Tears welled up in your eyes, spilling quickly over your lashes as you were overwhelmed with her sentiment. Kind words like that weren’t a rarity in your life anymore, but to hear them from someone like Farah — Farah, who you admired so, who you thought the world of — was staggering, and the flood of emotion hit you like a tidal wave.

Worry crossed her face, and she let go of your hand to cup your cheek, moving even closer as she wiped away the tears with her thumb. “I’m sorry,” she breathed, and you shook your head, unable to stop yourself from leaning into her touch.

“No, no, it’s alright, these aren’t bad tears,” you reassured, letting out a watery little chuckle. “These are…” you trailed off, how could you ever describe the emotion beating against your chest and warming your heart? “Tears of gratitude. Of thankfulness, that I get to know a person as wonderful as you who offers protection rather than cruelty and bitter words.”

She gave you a sweet, sad smile, and brushed her thumb over your cheek again, a caress so gentle you thought your heart would melt, and without thinking, you crossed the little distance between you and kissed her.

And felt panic rise in your throat when she was still underneath you.

“I’m sorry,” you said when you broke the kiss a moment later, cheeks burning. “That was forward of me, I shouldn’t have done that, I’m sorry—”

“Don’t be,” Farah said on a rushed breath as she leaned in and kissed you again, swallowing the noise of surprise you made as she put her hands on your waist and pulled you closer.

She tasted faintly of the tea she must have had that afternoon, a detail so intimate that you felt your heart flutter, and you let your arms wrap around her neck as you melted against her. The hair at the nape of her neck was soft underneath your touch, and you couldn’t help but curl your fingers into it, relishing in the soft sigh she let out against your lips when you did.

Time drifted when you had Farah warm in your arms; you weren’t sure when the moment escalated, only that you had a hand underneath her blouse and her hands were low on your hips, her fingers toying with the line of your waistband. You traced the muscles of her back, gently running your fingernails along her skin, and you must have hit a sensitive spot for she made a quiet noise against your mouth, arching impossibly closer into your touch.

“We need to go,” she murmured when you paused to take a breath, voice low and husky. “Somewhere more comfortable.”

You let out a noise halfway between a question and a complaint at having to move, and Farah let out a breath of laughter before continuing. “I won’t let this just be a tryst on a desk in an office,” she pressed another kiss to your lips. “You deserve more, deserve better.”

“You say that like you—” you blurted out before you could think, and then cut yourself off when you realized what you were saying, biting your lip in embarrassment.

She pulled back an inch to look at you, running a finger along your jaw. “You can tell me.”

You took a deep breath, wondering if you should, but her face was so earnest, so soft, that you forced the words out of your throat. “Like you believe it.”

Her eyes flared then, not in anger, but in passion, a determination to make you believe her. She kissed you again, harder than before, and the heat that rose low in your stomach dazed you for a moment. When you recovered, you couldn’t help but slip your fingers underneath her waistband gently teasing the soft skin hidden just below. Farah let out a pleased sigh, and in a whoosh of magic you’d never felt before, you found yourself in Farah’s room, the bed just behind her and magic still shimmering in the corners of your eyes.

“I didn’t know you could do that,” you whispered against her mouth, clinging desperately to her neck, and she gave a little smirk.

“I am the Headmistress for a reason,” she murmured, and you couldn’t help but smile at the cocky pride in her voice. 

Kissing her again, you took a step towards the bed, feeling Farah step with you. You moved to take another step, but then you let out a squeak of surprise when Farah tugged you forwards, letting herself fall back against the bed as she pulled you with her. You were laughing before you hit the bed, bracing yourself on your hands as Farah surged up to kiss you, her own chuckle tickling your lips. She pulled at your shirt enough to slip her hands underneath, making you gasp as her touch slowly trailed up your back.

“Your hands are cold,” you murmured against her lips, still arching into her touch.

“One of my flaws,” she murmured back. In the next moment, they began to warm against your skin, and you pulled back just far enough to see her eyes glowing.

“That’s cheating,” you whispered teasingly, pressing quick kisses to her lips because you couldn’t seem to stay away.

“Is it?” she asked with a smile, catching your bottom lip between her teeth. When you made a noise in agreement, she hummed, and then suddenly she rolled you so she was straddling you, and the sight of her above you had heat rising in your core again until you squirmed.

“I’ll just have to find other ways to warm myself up, then,” she teased, and then bent down to pull you into a kiss.

You lost yourself in it, then, happy to float in that euphoric fog for however long it would last while your touches became increasingly bold — a hand slipped underneath her skirt to tease at the lean length of her thigh, her fingers teasing the underside of your breasts, inching ever higher. When she finally slipped your shirt over your chest, you raised your arms for her, and was delighted in the way she seemed desperate to pull it off. She’d barely tossed it away before her mouth was on your neck, placing sucking little kisses there as she worked her way down to your chest.

When she pulled your nipple into her mouth, you let out a strangled little moan, your hands flying up to clutch at the pillow above you, arching as far as you could into her touch. She let her tongue swirl, then flick over your nipple while her teeth dug into the flesh just the tiniest bit, and your toes curled against her calves while you panted from the sensation.

You nearly whined when she let go of your breast with a slight pop, and you opened your eyes to plead at her to continue.

“Sensitive,” she husked, giving you a look filled with heat, and that made you moan as your eyes fluttered shut again.

“Or maybe you’re just good at that,” you retorted, and her breath tickled your skin when she chuckled.

“I am,” she said, and gave a slow lick that made your hips buck. “But you’re also sensitive.”

Time melted away when she put her mouth back on you; your hands ended up tangled in her hair, pulling her close, when did that happen? and her knee ended up pressed against your core, placed in just the right spot where you could buck and grind just there so you were nearly on the edge and rushing closer and closer to—

It suddenly wasn’t enough — you needed to feel her, needed to feel her skin pressed so close to yours that you could feel it when she trembled and writhed underneath your touch. Squirming, you managed to untangle your fingers and reach for the hem of her shirt, pulling at it desperately until she stopped and reached to help you. She pulled it off to reveal lingerie in a light blue lace that made you sigh, and as much as you wanted to memorize what she looked like in that, you wanted to see what was underneath it more. You reached behind and unhooked it, and Farah shrugged it off her shoulders, tossing it away as you took a moment to revel in her beauty — she was all soft skin and enticing curves, dusky pink nipples standing erect that made your mouth water. You ran a thumb over one of them, watching the way she sighed and arched, and then you couldn’t wait any longer.

“My turn,” you whispered just as you leaned forward and took her breast into your mouth.

She made a little keen above you, a soft little noise that went straight to your core, and you set out to find what would make her make that noise again — it was when you sucked hard that she did, and you also found that she let out a low moan when you used your teeth just right, and a cute little squeak when you flicked your tongue fast over her nipple, plucking the other one with your fingers. You could stay here forever, finding all the different ways to pleasure her, though it might be the death of you, you thought with faint amusement, as your mind might just eventually short-circuit at the feeling of her hips rocking against you, the warmth from her core getting hotter and slicker against your thigh, and the sight of her skirt rucked up around her hips.

“Gods,” she said on a sharp exhale, and pride warmed through you when her fingers tightened in your hair. “I want to taste you.”

That made you moan, releasing her breast as you rested your head against her shoulder, and she chuckled lightly, still panting from your ministrations. “So you like dirty talk, hm?” she asked, her tone making it clear she already knew the answer.

You let out another soft moan, lifting your head to look at her, all flushed and hair escaping from its pins. “If it’s from you, I think I’ll like anything.”

She gave a hum that was nearly a purr, and one corner of her mouth turned up in a smile. “Don’t tempt me, darling.”

You worked off your remaining clothing together, not caring where they ended up as long as it exposed more skin, making it easier and easier to feel every inch of her, warm and soft against your own skin. You pushed down her light blue panties, because of course they were matching, sliding your hand over her now bare hip as she worked them down her legs. She hooked her fingers into yours, and you lifted your hips eagerly as she pulled at them, huffing out a laugh when she tossed them carelessly over her shoulder, pushing herself onto her forearms to see you better as her eyes raked over your body.

Nerves bubbled up in your stomach, the realization that you were bared before her hitting you like a splash of cold water. Like she felt the tightening in your belly, she glanced up to meet your eyes, an unspoken question in them. When you nodded and gave her your surest smile, she smiled back, and then reached up to place her hand on your sternum. She slowly smoothed her hand down, down, all the way to your stomach, caressing you reverentially, lovingly, and that made your breath catch in your throat, arching up towards her touch.

For a moment, her hand slipped from your stomach and came to rest on your arm, right over several scars that crossed, and you held your breath, waiting for the red hot wave of shame to roll over you.

And felt surprised instead when it didn’t.

With her eyes on yours and your heart bursting with lust, admiration, excitement, love, you felt like there wasn’t room for anything else but for the purest emotions of the moment — and you could nearly weep at the notion that that heavy knot of shame wasn’t one of them.

“You deserve worship,” she said, eyes fluttering from yours as she bent to press a kiss just below your navel. “And I’m going to give it to you.”

And then any time for reminiscing was over. You barely had time to comprehend her words before she was between your thighs, gently pushing them apart as she lay down between them. She pressed a kiss to your hip, slowly trailing them closer and closer to your center, and when you lifted your hips in a silent plea, she made a small noise of pleasure and bent her head to your core.

The first touch of her tongue to your folds made you jerk, and she grabbed your hips and pressed them down to the bed, a small moan escaping from your lips at that small show of strength. You felt more than heard her hum in satisfaction, and then she maneuvered your legs over her shoulders, pulling you closer as she seemed to settle even deeper between your thighs.

Farah worked you open almost luxuriously, tongue parting your cunt deftly so that she could tease at your entrance, in long, slow strokes that ended just before they reached your clit. You were desperate enough to squirm beneath her, your fingers tangling in her hair to try and pull her to where you wanted, but she resisted a little longer, using her thumbs to part your labia and lick at the arousal there, slick and hot from the source.

It was almost a surprise when she wrapped her lips around your clit, and you let out a cry at the sensation, heels digging into Farah’s sides as she stroked your clit with the flat of her tongue. You rocked against her mouth in time with her ministrations, so much that you thought you might buck her off completely, but she just let out a pleased little noise and wrapped her arms tighter around your thighs as she swirled her tongue, pulling up the hood of your clit with her thumb as she teased it directly with the tip of her tongue.

Privately and late at night, you’d thought that she’d be a good lover, as talented and sure with her tongue as she was in every other aspect in her life — but your own private thoughts paled in comparison to the experience. She was eager in her movements, pulling you deeper and deeper into her mouth until there was no escape — as if you’d ever want to escape as she pushed you higher and higher and higher.

She pushed two fingers inside of you and curled, and you flew to the edge of an orgasm with a shout, wrapping your thighs tight around her head as you rocked. She kept her strokes firm as she swirled her tongue, determined now, and when you opened your eyes and met her gaze, the gleam in her eye that seemed to say come for me was the last thing you saw before your orgasm sparked up your spine and the world exploded into white.

You opened your eyes in time to see her wipe her chin with the back of her hand, her mouth still shining with the evidence of your orgasm, and you moaned at the sight, eyes drifting closed again as you tried to catch your breath. You felt the bed move as she climbed out from between your legs, and then she was warm on top of you as she pressed kisses to your collarbone, slowly trailing up your neck and jaw until she reached your mouth. She tasted like you, tart and musky on your tongue, your unique claim on her that drove you wild, despite the endorphins still running wild through your blood and the faint trembling of your limbs.

You longed to flip her over and worship in the same way she did, mapping out every inch until you knew her by heart, but such explorations would have to wait — you could feel the heat of her core against your thigh again, the slick of it already messy against your skin, and you couldn’t wait any longer to touch her. You slipped your hand down, easily finding her clit and rubbing small circles around it. She gasped at your touch, bucking into your hand, and despite still shaking from the aftershocks of your own orgasm, you found an easy rhythm together as she rocked against your thigh.

A pretty flush spread down her chest as she ground against your hand, and you wanted — needed to add to it, to watch more of that color bloom against her skin. You kissed at her neck, nipping lightly, and then moving low on her chest where it could be easily covered, you sucked hard on the skin, adding just a bit of teeth to hear her broken moan. Her pace quickened, breath coming in fast pants near your ear, so you quickened yours too, tightening your circles on her clit and rubbing harder. Arousal dripped like warm honey down your thigh; she was close, her hitched little gasps told you that, and you pushed her harder, sucking another bruise into her chest while you ground your thigh up to meet her thrusts.

She froze for a moment, her entire body going rigid — and then her head dropped to your shoulder as she trembled in your arms, her hips jerking erratically as she let out a soft cry, and you moaned yourself feeling the pulsing of her sex against your fingers as she came.

When her high had finished, Farah rolled to her side, pulling you with as she did. You went easily, enjoying the way your limbs tangled together so effortlessly and how soft and warm she was against you, loose now with sex and dopamine. You nosed at her shoulder, pressing a kiss there, and melted when you felt her nuzzle into your hair, an affectionate little gesture that had to arching closer.

You lay there for a long while, happy just to be curled up together. You felt like you could fall asleep there, ignorant to the world and kept warm by her arms around you, and thought you were nearly dozing when she made a soft noise and stroked a hand gently up your back.

“I can feel your contentment.”

She sounded slightly amused, and you looked curiously up at her, raising an eyebrow in jest. “It’s funny that I’m content?”

“No,” she said, shaking her head emphatically to prove her point. “I’m very good at blocking out other’s emotions — it’s only when they’re particularly strong that they can break through my control.” She looked at you with a faint smile, eyes fading from white back to her brown. “I like knowing you feel that way with me.”

You smiled back at her, then bent to press a kiss to her shoulder again. “I do. Not just now, but whenever we’re together. You’re a comforting person.”

She quirked an eyebrow, lips tightening as she suppressed a smile. “I don’t believe that’s the popular consensus at this school.”

You snorted out a laugh. “Alright, maybe you’re not as comforting when you go all Headmistress. But even then, you’re still…” You took a deep breath, trying to come up with the words. “People know they’re safe with you. Even when you’re strict, or the students think you’re too hard on them, you’re still safe. Your confidence and your presence tells everyone it’s going to be alright.” You leaned back an inch to look at her fully. “Not everyone can do that.”

She studied you for a moment, eyes soft, and then she leaned in to press a soft, lingering kiss on your lips. She grabbed your hand then, and surprised you by pulling it to her mouth and laying a kiss on one of the scars near your wrist. “Then I’m glad I can.”

You relaxed back into her arms, drifting nearly into dozing again when you became aware of her gaze on you, and you cracked one eye to look at her, raising an eyebrow in question. “Something on my face?”

Farah smiled and brushed a finger down your nose. “We never had that dinner — and I’m sure we’ll need to get food at some point, but after that…” She looked almost shy for a moment, tugging her bottom lip between her teeth. “Stay the night?”

You grinned at her, and cupped her cheek sweetly before leaning in to kiss her. “Your bed is more comfortable, anyway.”