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a-d-nox · 5 months ago

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economic advice and timely buying tips: 2025 transits

as of late, social media has many discussions about what to buy - or avoid buying - over the next few years, largely in response to the political climate in the united states. across europe, many regions are actively preparing their populations for potential crises (sweden's seems to be the most popularly discussed - link). due to the urgency and pressure to act, as if the world might change tomorrow (and it could though i believe we still have time in many places), i’ve decided to analyze the astrological transits for 2025. in this post i provide practical economic advice and guidance on how much time astrology suggests you have to make these purchases everyone is urging you to prioritize. if it seems to intrigue people i’ll explore future years as well.

things the world needs to prepare for in 2025 in my opinion and why my advice is what it is: the rise of ai / automation of jobs, job loss, geopolitical tensions, war, extreme weather, inflation, tariffs - a potential trade war, a movement of using digital currency, the outbreak of another illness, etc.

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uranus goes direct in taurus (jan 30, 2025)

advice

diversify investments: avoid putting all your money in one asset type. mix stocks, bonds, index funds, and, if you feel comfortable, look into sustainable investments or new technologies.

digital finance: familiarize yourself with digital currencies/platforms or blockchain technology.

build an emergency fund: extra savings can shield you from sudden economic instability. aim for 3-6 months’ worth of expenses.

reevaluate subscriptions and spending: find creative ways to reduce spending or repurpose what you have. cancel subscriptions that don't align with needs/beliefs, cook at home, or diy where possible.

invest in skills / side hustles: take a course/invest in tools that can help you create multiple income streams.

by this date stock up on

non-perishable food items like canned goods, grains, and dried beans. household essentials like soap, toothpaste, and cleaning supplies. basic medical supplies. multi-tools. durable, high-quality items over disposable ones (the economy is changing, buy something that will last because prices will go up). LED bulbs, solar-powered chargers, or energy-efficient appliances. stock up on sustainable products, like reusable bags and water bottles. blankets. teas. quality skincare.

jupiter goes direct in gemini (feb 4, 2025)

advice

invest in knowledge: take courses, buy books (potential bans?), and/or attend workshops to expand your skill set. focus on topics like communication, writing, marketing, and/or technology. online certifications could boost your career prospects during this time.

leverage your network: attending professional events, joining forums, and/or expanding your LinkedIn presence.

diversify income streams: explore side hustles, freelance gigs, and/or monetize hobbies.

beware of overspending on small pleasures: overspending on gadgets, books, or entertainment will not be good at this point in time (tariffs already heavy hitting?).

by this date stock up on

books / journals. subscriptions to learning platforms like Skillshare, MasterClass, or Coursera. good-quality laptop, smartphone, and/or noise-canceling headphones. travel bags - get your bug out bag in order. portable chargers. language-learning apps. professional attire. teas. aromatherapy.

neptune enters aries (march 30, 2025)

advice

invest: look into industries poised for breakthrough developments, such as renewable energy, space exploration, and/or tech.

save for risks: build a financial cushion to balance your adventurous pursuits with practical security.

diversify your income: consider side hustles or freelancing in fields aligned with your passions and talents.

"scam likely": avoid “get-rich-quick” schemes or ventures that seem too good to be true.

adopt sustainable habits: focus on sustainability in your spending, like buying high-quality, long-lasting items instead of cheap, disposable ones.

by this date stock up on

emergency kits with essentials like water, food, and first-aid supplies. multi-tools, solar chargers, or portable power banks. art supplies. tarot or astrology books (bans?). workout gear, resistance bands, or weights. nutritional supplements. high-quality clothing or shoes.

saturn conjunct nn in pisces (april 14, 2025)

advice

save for the long term: create a savings plan or revisit your budget to ensure stability.

avoid escapism spending: avoid unnecessary debt.

watch for financial scams: be cautious with contracts, investments, or loans. research thoroughly and avoid “too good to be true” offers.

focus on debt management: saturn demands accountability. work toward paying down debts to free yourself from unnecessary burdens.

build a career plan: seek roles / opportunities that balance financial security with fulfillment, such as careers in wellness, education, creative arts, or nonprofits.

by this date stock up on

invest in durable, sustainable items for your home or wardrobe that offer long-term value. vitamins or supplements. herbal teas or whole grains. blankets. candles. non-perishable food. first-aid kits. water. energy-efficient devices.

pluto rx in aquarius (may 4, 2025 - oct 13, 2025)

advice

preform an audit: reflect on how your money habits and your long-term goals.

make sustainable investments: support industries tied to innovation, like renewable energy, ethical tech, or sustainable goods.

expect changes: could disrupt collective systems, so build an emergency fund. plan for potential shifts in tech-based industries or automation. AI is going to take over the workforce...

reevaluate subscriptions and digital spending: cut unnecessary costs and ensure your money supports productivity. netflix is not necessary, your groceries are.

diversify income streams: brainstorm side hustles or entrepreneurial ideas.

by this date stock up on

external hard drives. cybersecurity software. portable chargers. solar panels. energy-efficient gadgets. non-perishable food. clean water supplies. basic first-aid kits and medications. portable generators. books on technology and coding. reusable items like water bottles, bags, and food storage. gardening supplies to grow your own food. VPN subscriptions or identity theft protection.

saturn enters aries (may 24, 2025)

advice

prioritize self-reliance: build financial independence. create a budget, eliminate debt, and establish a safety net to support personal ambitions. avoid over-reliance on others for financial stability/decision-making.

entrepreneurship: consider starting a side hustle / investing in yourself.

save for big goals: plan for major life changes, such as buying property, starting a business, etc. make a high yield saving account for these long-term goals.

by this date stock up on

ergonomic office equipment. home gym equipment. non-perishable foods and water supplies for potential unexpected disruptions. self-protection; consider basic tools or training for safety. high-protein snacks, energy bars, or hydration supplies. supplements like magnesium, B-complex vitamins, etc. stock up on materials for DIY projects, hobbies, or entrepreneurial ventures.

jupiter enters cancer (june 9, 2025)

advice

invest in your home: renovating what needs renovating. saving for a down payment on a house.

focus on security: start or increase your emergency savings. consider life insurance or estate planning to ensure long-term security for your family/loved ones.

embrace conservative financial growth: cancer prefers security over risk. opt for conservative investments, like bonds, real estate, and/or mutual funds with steady returns.

focus on food and comfort: spend wisely on food, cooking tools, or skills that promote a healthier, more fulfilling lifestyle (maybe this an RFK thing for my fellow american readers or this could be about the fast food industry suffering from inflation).

by this date stock up on

furniture upgrades if you need them. high-quality cookware or tools. stockpile your pantry staples. first-aid kits, fire extinguishers, and home security systems. water and canned goods for emergencies. paint, tools, or materials for DIY projects. energy-efficient appliances or upgrades to reduce utility costs.

neptune rx in aries/pisces (july 4, 2025 - dec 10, 2025)

advice

avoid financial conflicts: be mindful of shared finances or joint ventures during this time.

avoid escapist spending: stick to a budget.

by this date stock up on

first-aid kits, tools, and essentials for unforeseen events. water filter / waterproof containers. non-perishables and emergency water supplies.

uranus rx in gemini/taurus (july 7, 2025 - feb 3, 2026)

advice

evaluate technology investments: make sure you’re spending money wisely on tech tools, gadgets, or subscriptions. avoid impulsively purchasing the latest gadgets; instead, upgrade only what’s necessary.

diversify streams of income: explore side hustles or gig work to expand your income sources. focus on digital platforms or innovative fields for additional opportunities.

reassess contracts and agreements: take time to revisit financial contracts or business partnerships. ensure all terms are clear and aligned with your goals.

prioritize financial stability: uranus often brings surprises, so focus on strengthening your savings and emergency fund.

avoid major financial risks: uranus retrograde can disrupt markets. avoid speculative ventures and focus on stable, low-risk options.

by this date stock up on

lightweight travel gear or items for local trips. radios, power banks, or portable hotspots in case of disruptions in digital connectivity. stockpile food, water, and household goods to maintain stability during potential disruptions. invest in high-quality, long-lasting items like tools, clothing, or cookware.

saturn rx in aries/pisces (july 13, 2025 - nov 27, 2025)

advice

review career: assess whether your current job or entrepreneurial efforts align with your long-term aspirations (especially considering the state of the world). adjust plans if needed.

strengthen emergency funds: aries energy thrives on readiness. use this time to build/bolster a financial safety net for unforeseen events.

prepare for uncertainty: build a cushion for unexpected financial changes, especially if you work in creative, spiritual, or service-oriented fields.

by this date stock up on

health products that support long-term well-being. essential supplies like first-aid kits, multi-tools, or non-perishables. bath products. teas. art supplies. drinking water or water filtration tools.

jupiter rx in cancer (nov 11, 2025 - march 10, 2026)

advice

strengthen financial foundations: building an emergency fund or reassessing your savings strategy. ensure everything is well-organized and sustainable.

by this date stock up on

quality kitchenware, tools, or cleaning supplies. pantry staples and emergency food supplies.

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glowettee · 4 months ago

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✧ how to actually save money as a student (without giving up your coffee) ✧

hey lovelies! ♡

now, i'm sure you've noticed by the title that this post is super important - saving money while still enjoying life! i know the struggle of wanting to be financially responsible while not completely giving up the things that make us happy.

here are my tried and true money-saving secrets:

smart shopping tricks

use student discounts everywhere (seriously, just ask!)

shop seasonal sales only

join loyalty programs at your fave stores

use cashback apps for everything

meal prep to avoid impulse food buys

little daily saves that add up

make coffee at home 4 days a week

bring cute homemade lunches

use your student gym membership

walk or bike when possible

share subscriptions with friends

money management basics

track spending in a cute budget app

automate savings (even USD 5 weekly helps!)

use the 24-hour rule for purchases

separate wants from needs

keep an emergency fund

being good with money isn't about restriction, it's about making smart choices!

pro tip: create a "treat yourself" fund - save a little each week for guilt-free splurges!

xoxo, mindy 💫

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waffledforbreakfast · 9 months ago

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Ego - Catchup!! - [BLLK X READER SCENARIOS]

Staring: Ego x f!reader

[ BLLK Scenario Masterlist ]

TW: heavy ooc, bad grammar, bad spelling, bad formatting, cringe, scuff, etc.

>First Encounter

You took a sip of your drink, sitting at the short table by the cafe door, people crowding around the small shop, i suppose around this time is rush hour, after all.

“This is fine! Perfectly normal, nothing to see here….” you typed away gibberish on your notes app to seem busy, and hope that no one would talk to you. Specifically the weird man standing in the corner, who’s been staring at you for the past 4 minutes. You’re not even sure if he’s blinked…

“I should really get outta here… is he STILL staring at me???? Alright im out-” you thought to yourself, and got ready to leave. But not before Mr. Mysterious-Man sat down across the table.

“Hello.” he stared right into your eyes. You levitated above your seat, half-way through standing up

“Hi…?” you smiled awkwardly, sitting back down as if it wasn’t a choice. He looked like he’d kill you if he did. And that bowl cut wasn’t helping-

“Do I know you?” you asked, quickly examining the man

“No. This is our first interaction. It’s nice to meet you, [Y/N] [L/N].” the man smiled, showing off his eerily straight teeth and pitch black eyes, extending a hand.

A shiver went down your spine at the sight, but you shook his hand anyway. “Haha… how do you know my name? Mr…?”

“Jinpachi.” he stated, his eyes never once leaving yours “Ego Jinpachi. I’m the director of Project Blue Lock. And you are the renowned [Y/N], correct? You were the pride and joy of Japan’s soccer at your peak, then you disappeared and your contracts were terminated. It’s been a while since anyone has seen you.”

It was creepy. How much did this man know about you??

“Yea… something like that” you muttered, sipping your drink again

“I’m a big fan.” he stated, (which you did not believe at all) “I have your ‘ Birthday Special ! Plushie ’.”

“Oh!” that caught you off guard-...

Ego slid you a business card, “You should work alongside me on Project Blue Lock. I assure you, there are many benefits.” he stood up and bowed, “Please send an email if you’re interested.”

And with that, the man left the cafe. Leaving you at your little coffee table alone.

There were still many people around, the whole interaction only lasted max 6 minutes anyway, but those were easily the most interesting 6 minutes since you ended your career.

You stood up and took the business card, flipping it around in your hands

“Project Blue Lock / Blue Lock: Project Word-Champion [Blue Lock: PWC] / Blue Lock TV [BLTV] ”

That many projects? Surely working on those would bring good money, right? You wondered how long your savings could support you before you would eventually need a job again…

“ [email protected] ”

He had crossed out the official business email, and written his own/personal one instead…

You pocketed the card, picked up your drink and went on your way. But maybe, just maybe you’ll send him an email. It didn’t sound like a terrible idea anyway….

>Second Encounters

You stepped through the automated double doors, blue pentagons decorating the room

“Hey Ego” you greeted, looked around the dark room filled with monitors and file cabinets

“Hello, Ms.[Y/N]. I’m glad to see you’ve taken up my offer after all.” he spun around in his wheely chair like the anime villain he is. “I’m sure Anri has greeted you well?”

Anri nodded eagerly beside you, “Yes! I gave her a map of the place, drinks, food, my number, and a master keycard!”

“Good good. Ego stood up before you, looking into your eyes for a good few seconds before deciding to speak again. “Please make yourself comfortable, Anri will guide you to your room, I’ll be in here if you need me.” Ego when back to his chair, redirecting his attention to the monitors.

You followed Anri through the halls, trying to remember your steps(which was hard in such a repetitive building…)

“So, Ms.[Y/N], do you think I could get your autograph after!?” she looked at you with stars in your eyes “Oh and one for Ego too- I think he’s too embarrassed to ask you” she laughed

“Sure!” you laughed as well, “And no need for the ‘ms’.”

Anri nodded “Alright then. This is your room” she opened the door and showed you inside “It’s pretty spacey, feel free to decorate as you wish! My room is just down the hall, and Ego’s is across from mine. Please let me know if there’s anything you need.”

You hummed an acknowledgement, looking around the room. “Here” you took two of the business cards on the nightstand and signed them, handing them to Anri. “For your’s and Ego’s troubles”

She smiled and took them happily “Thank you! I’ll be sure to give one to him today. And don’t worry too much! Ego’s been pretty happy having you around, he’s been checking his email every hour since the first day you guys met, LOL!” she laughed at the memory “He’s also been worrying about welcoming gifts or something- he was asking me if girls like flowers and whatnot… you do like them right? Actually don’t answer that- he already bought them, haha…”

You tried to hide an amused smile, “Alright, I’ll have to ask him about it”

She nodded before making her way out your room “Mhm! I’ll see you around!”

You waved at her as she closed the door, now alone in your new room. You wondered how the rest of your time here at Blue Lock would go…

BONUS

You looked around the halls, which one was this? Surely your room was one of these… right?

“This one!” you grabbed the doorknob with blind confidence, and put your full body weight on the door and pushed.

Un(fortunately), that’s was not your room.

You fell to the ground, overestimating how heavy the door is. “Ow…” you swore under your breath, even though it didn’t hurt at all- (A/N: please tell me i'm not the only person that does this-...)

“You okay?”

You looked up at the man staring down at you, “WTF HE LOOKS LIKE HE’S GONNA KILL ME???”

Ego squatted down and tilted his head “Not injured are you?”

“I-nono im good” you sat up quickly and brushed yourself off

Ego nodded, “did you need something?”

“Oh uhm… nope! I’ll figure it out.” you insisted. You couldn’t let Ego know you got lost! How pathetic would he think you are!?

“Ok, well the door’s there.”

“Yup ok! Sorry….!”

You smiled awkwardly while mentally panicking as you make your way out

“Here.” Ego spat out quickly, shoving a bouquet in your hands, before pushing you out the door. You didn’t get a good look at his face, but that was probably bc he was turned away from you ;)

>Birthday gifts from him

This man either gets you the bare minimum because he was busy til last second, or went all out and got you everything you wanted. Depends on how busy he was.

He knows nothing about throwing you a party, or going out, so Anri went with you instead(if you wanted to)

Ego doesn’t quite understand the point in cakes, but he knew you wanted one, so he went to the grocery store and bought the first one he saw (he knows nothing about cakes)

Anri had him put on a party hat and one of those party blower things (yk, the ones that shoot out then curl back in like a snail? Yea, just the thought of him with one of those amuse me.

He probably just gave you his (black?)card and told you to buy whatever you wanted. If you asked him to go with you to the mall he would, but he would REFUSE to carry your bags. “ you were the one who bought it. ” or smt like that… but if you bother him enough, he wouldn’t mind carrying a few ;)

>Roommate

This man, cannot clean for the life of him

Actually no, he is very capable of it, he just can’t be bothered too….

At first you tried to get him to clean, but eventually gave up after he waved you off and said he’d do it later, for the 5th time….

He doesn't say it often, but he’s really grateful that you clean for him, and his thanks come in the form of surprise take out food when you get back from work

You tried to figure out his sleep schedule, but everytime you checked he’d be awake. 1pm? Awake. 11pm? Awake. 4am? Awake.

You asked him when he sleeps, and he just shrugged

After living with you though, his schedule started to change. You wouldn’t know it, but Ego now sleeps a bit after you do, and wakes up just before.

And he will glare at you if you wake him up.

Will refuse to eat anything but instant ramen. But on VERY special occasions, he’ll make and exception for the food you cook. This happens around 3 times a year-

Ego will also steal any and all snack you bought, nor does he read any sticknotes you may’ve stuck on your food.

Doesn’t go out often, and doesn’t tell you when he does.

His living habits go through phases of months, he’ll be super healthy for a while, just to throw himself into work the next few months, this man does not know the work “consistent” when it comes to work or life

>Kiss on the cheek

This man reacts fastttt, his eyes widened before you were off him.

He whipped his head around to stare at you, face in pure shock. He just stands there with wide eyes.

It takes a bit before he can form any kind of thought, but he’ll grab your waist and pull you in, resting his head either on your head or in your nape, but he won’t say anything

I don’t think this man has had affection before 😭

He’ll return a quick kiss on your neck too ;)

>Watching his game

You insisted on watching one of the NEL games with Ego, and he finally gave in.

“I don’t understand why you’re making this such a big deal.” Ego stood a bit behind you while you set up popcorn, drinks and blankets behind the one-way glass Ego said you had to watch behind.

“Cmon, it’ll be fun!” You fluffed up the pillows and sat down, opening a bag of your sour patch kids (A/N: u better like sourpatchkids.)

Ego hesitated before sitting down beside you (closer than he usually does with other, how strange...) and snatching your candy, keeping his eyes on the game.

You frowned and pouted at him for a bit, before grabbing one of the two popcorn bags and tearing it open.

Which Ego also snatched-

He plucked a piece of popcorn and popped it in his mouth. Before spitting it out and coughing.

“HAHAHHAILWUEHFAILEFLMAOOOOOOO” you laughed at him, tearing up almost

“SHUT UP.” he glared at you “You’re disgusting for liking butter.”

“No, I’m normal. You’re a psychopath for liking yours plain.”

He rolled his eyes in response before grabbing the other bag, and enjoying his unbuttered popcorn in peace.

You two watched the game, making comments and analyzing the game as it unfolded.

“Look at that old dog, he’s actually so ass.” Ego spat

“NOEL NOA????”

“Did I stutter?”

“...ur just jealous”

“No im not.”

“You totally are. He’s better than you, admit it”

“NO HE’S NOT.”

“YES HE IS”

And oh look at that! While you two were arguing, somehow the space between you guys shrank? 👀

I’m sure one of you two will notice when you guys stop arguing, which will be soon, right?...

SEPARATE (ALTERNATIVE)

You stared at the laptop screen intently, watching the striker run across the field.

Your door was closed and your lights were off, you hoped that no one would think you’d be awake, despite it being 10am-...

It was so hard to find videos of Ego. It was mentioned that he was pro at one point, but there was nothing on the first page of google about his soccer career!

But finally you found a video, so yes you were gonna watch it.

“[Y/N]” Ego practically threw your door open “Wake-... What are you watching?”

You had slammed the laptop shut and shoved it under your pillow, laughing awkwardly “Nothing!”

He glared at you. He’s not buying sh%t.

“ EGO JINPACHI SCORESSSS ” your laptop blares

Shit.

“[Y/N]. WHAT ARE YOU WATCHING”

He gets closer to you, his eyes almost bulging out of his head. “[Y/N].!?”

BONUS

“Ego, you okay?” Enri looked concerningly at the man. He’d been sitting there with his head in his hands, and is he… blushing???

“Anri. She found it…”

“Your secret collection of her merch?”

“nO-”

>Telling him you’re busy

Usually Ego was the one busy, he rarely had time for you. You decided to get him back and pretend that you were busy the next time he asked

__________________

Bowl Cut Boy ♡ Thursday 21:30 getting Ramen.

You Okk, have fun!

Bowl Cut Boy ♡ ?

You ???

Bowl Cut Boy ♡ Fine ill pick you up.

You OH U WANTED ME TO GO W/U?? Sorry im busy lol

Bowl Cut Boy ♡ ? At 9pm?????

You Wait 21:30 is 9:30pm??? oops

Bowl Cut Boy ♡ Dumbass. Get there yourself.

You >:(

___________________

>First Date

“A… Date?” you looked at Ego, still processing his bluntness

“Yes. Anri kept bothering me about it. Are you interested?”

“Uhm…. Yea! Sure i am!”

“Great. I’ll come pick you up later.”

You nodded as Ego went off. You hadn’t moved an inch, still trying to figure out what just happened “Holy sh%t- I HAVE A DATE WITH EGO.” you tried to calm yourself as you returned to your room.

“Wait- what time did he say? HE DIDN’T TELL ME WHEN. OR WHERE. IS IT EVEN TODAY????”

You dug through your closet, but it was hard putting together an outfit when you had no clue where you were going.

Finally, you picked an outfit you were happy with. Ego probably didn’t pick a very fancy place. Unless he did- you supposed he’d pick something ‘traditional’ to get it over with… it probably wasn’t gonna be a ‘fun’ date to the aquarium or anything…. Unless he did because Anri told him to- Aghhh this man told you nothing! This ‘date’ was truly a wildcard.

You fell back on your bed, sighing. Whatever happens, at least you picked an fit! That’s a good start.

“[Y/N].” you heard a knock at the door “Let’s go.”

WHAT. ALREADY??? HOW LONG DID YOU SPEND PICKING WHAT TO WEAR- oh it’s been like 3 hours already. It was 5pm, so probably not a dinner date.

Ego opened the door, and saw you in your sloth state. You wondered if it’d be worth the hassle to explain the situation. “Cmon.” He grabbed you by the wrist and dragged you out your room.

“Wait- I should probably change-...”

“You’ll be fine. It’s nothing fancy.”

You went along with him (not that it was much a choice)

Ego opened the taxi doors for you, “Get in.” you did as he said and he sat beside you. You wondered if Ego had a drivers licence at all-

“Home depot.” he spoke to the driver

“HOME DEPOT??? DOES THAT EVEN COUNT AS A DATE??” but you said nothing as the car made it’s way over

Ego was staring at you, and spoke up suddenly “What’s wrong.” it came out more as a demand then a question

“Nothing nothing! I’m fine.”

He glared at you

“... I’m just sad I didn't get to wear the outfit I was planning, that’s all….” you laughed, waving it off

“You can wear it when we get back, can’t you? And you look fine, don’t worry about it.”

He put a hand on your thy (or if ur uncomfy, he just nudged you) and squeezed it gently. Ego would never admit he thinks your day to day/casual wear looked the best on you.

“Easy for you to say” you mumbled under your breath, “you wear the same thing everyday…”

Ego glared at you. Clearly displeased.

Luckily for you, the car had come to a stop. You both exited the taxi as you said a quick “thank you” and Ego paid.

You really were at Home Depot.

Ego didn’t hesitate before going in, so you followed. He looked like he’d been here 20+ times, walking past all the isles to get to wherever he was going. Which turned out to be the ‘House Plants’ section

“Anri said I need to touch grass more often. This is basically the same thing.” he grabbed a potted succulent

You looked at him, then the plant, then back at him. “He’s serious isn’t he-...”

“Is there anything you want?” He looked at you, examining your body language

“From Home Depot? Not really-” You thought to yourself if there was anything.

“Here.” Ego grabbed another succulent, similar but shorter than his, “Now were matching.”

You tried to process what he just said, but he was already walking towards the cashier.

You’re MATCHING… with EGO. As you walked, the paint section caught your eye. A quick peak wouldn’t hurt! Ego wouldn’t even notice if you made it quick.

You ducked into the isle, there were many kinds of paint and other kid’s crafts. You picked up a pack of googly eyes and small bottles of paint. Your succulent deserved to be beautiful.

Alright, now time to go find Ego again. You turned around and- “AHHGHAH. HI EGO??”

WAS HE RIGHT BEHIND YOU THIS WHOLE TIME????

He looked at the items in your hand, and took them in his own. “Is that all?”

You nodded as he headed back towards the exit. Ego paid for everything and led you back to a cab. “I assume you want to decorate your plant?”

“Yes that’s right” you nodded “Would you be interested in joining me…?”

Ego thought for a second, “Sure.”

You gave an amused smile, watching Ego do a kids’ craft was definitely something to look forward to.

“Great, just try to make it something that isn’t soccer themed, yea?”

“... You’re expecting too much.”

>Sending Love Letters

The BLLK vs U-20 game just ended a few days ago. And that’s great and all, but that also means your contract of partnership has expired. In other words- you’re done with Blue Lock.

Were you very happy about that? No, you’d miss seeing Anri and Ego everyday (definitely NOT mainly ego), the weirdly not terrible cafeteria food, you’d say your little succulent but you got to take him with you.

The plant including all your other belongings had almost all been packed, you were ready to go at any moment.

And you would, soon. Right after you dropped off a letter to Ego. Which was Anri’s idea- something about “Ego’s never been so inlove!” and “You might never see him again!”

Ignoring the first part, she did have a point. So here you stood, love letter in your hands, slipping under Ego’s office door.

You sighed. You really were ready to leave now. You did a last tour of the building, you had learnt your way around these cold halls. Whatever. It was time to go.

You threw on a bag and glanced at all your boxes, sitting stacked in your room. Anri said they’d ship it over, but you wondered if your little apartment could hold that many things.

Whatever, you’ll figure it out when you get home…

>Receiving Love Letters

The halls didn’t feel quite as scary as they used to, as you made your way one last time through them towards the exit. Taking some last moments to yourself, letting go was a part of life, you didn't expect to stay here forever. This was a good chapter of your life, you were happy to have been invited to Blue Lock in the first place.

So why was it that when you were finally ready to go, THE DAMN DOORS WOULDN’T OPEN??

It’s not like you could pry them open, these were supposed to be automatic! “Automatic my ass….”

You frowned, it was not worth the loss of aura to try and break it open. Or maybe it was worth a shot… no one’s watching anyway right? Right… Wrong.

“[Y/N]” Ego stood behind you, oh god this man was everywhere you were.

“Ego! The door won’t open…” you gestured awkwardly

“I know. I turned it off to stop you from leaving”

What.!?

He handed you a folded piece of paper (that was clearly rushed from both the handwriting and ripped edges) and encouraged you to read it

You gave him a confused look before opening it and skimming it quickly.

“Don’t go.... enjoyed our time ... I like you too…. reNEW YOUR CONTRACT.??”

You mentally read to yourself, jaw on the floor. Maybe you should probably read the whole thing. Which you managed to do pretty quickly.

“Well? Does that make sense to you?” Ego asked, trying to understand your thoughts

You gave a hesitant nod, “Yea.. so does that mean my contract’s renewed? I get to continue working on BlueLock with you…?”

God that sounded cringe….

Ego nodded “If you’d like.”

You smiled, “I’d love to.”

BONUS

Anri watched from the security cameras “Ahhhrgh! Are they just going to ignore the fact that they both just declared their love for each other!!!”

She slumped down on the chair “God these two are hopeless…”

A/N: Ego catchup! This was requested on wattpad, but thought i'd post it here too, bc im not sure if there's much x ego content... least theres NONE on wattpad LMAO. if you look for it, it give you reader x diego (from iceage) which i thought was dope.

#bllk #bllk x reader #blue lock #blue lock x reader #blue lock x you #bllk x you #headcannons #bllk headcanons #bllk scenarios #ego jinpach #ego x reader

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gosmigenergy · 3 months ago

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VIDEO? WHAT VIDEO?

( Triple Frontier Boys x F!Reader )

Summary: It isn’t long before Francisco, Santiago and Will find out about Benny’s video with you as guest star. For context, here's the relating fic!

Warnings: Mentions of food, language, descriptions of sexual acts but none take place, boys will be boys, pet names, no use of Y/N

Word Count: 2k

Notes: Benny anon, I finally wrote the thing! I wondered why I was struggling but this is the first time I’ve written something in months and I haven’t done a fic where the reader isn't present for the most part but I hope you all enjoy ✨🐇

Francisco was the first to find out about the video.

He didn’t even know why he pressed on the Instagram app, it’s not like he posts anything, he mostly lurks and waits for you to post something. It had been so long since he’d been on there, he forgot he was following Benny.

Scrolling down, he could understand why Will and Santiago decided to unfollow him, there was far too many high quality photos of his overly glossy, sweaty abs. Frankie grumbled as his brows furrowed, searching endlessly for anything other than his brother-in-arms when the automated movement stopped.

He read the words, then he read them again and though Benny’s caption didn’t state the obvious, he knew exactly what he was saying.

‘You seen this?’

Santiago saw Frankie’s message pop up then another came with a link.

He didn’t exactly know why he’d chose to send him to Benny’s post, he’d seen that man’s physique about a thousand times and it’s not like he needed reminding of what it felt like to have him underneath him.

After his fleeting thought, Santiago actually read what it said and a single eyebrow arched.

“And they didn’t invite me.”

Will was the last to find out. Luckily for him, he was on his break when the message from Santiago came through.

‘We’re going to need to have a group meeting.’

‘What’s Benny done now?’

He felt bad that he always guessed it was his brother but most of the time, his assumptions were correct, including now.

Benny was none the wiser.

He arrived to Frankie’s as he would any other boys night, with a six pack and a new found hope that eventually the conversation would lead to you. He wasn’t going to mention what the both of you did the other week, they knew about his Only Fans, all of them swearing blind that they were never going to pay for his content.

The others acted as if they knew nothing, emotions deep down stewing. The discussions stayed casual whilst they ate, a few drinks in their systems soothing the possible anger they felt.

Not that Santiago was angry, he guessed that at some point you’d be coaxed into Benny’s online antics, he just didn’t think it’d be so soon. He had his own plans to introduce you to something you may have never done but it was too early, even if you were aware he was in a different kind of scene.

“So,” they all heard how Benny’s voice changed, “we gonna talk about our girl?”

Frankie’s eyes darted between Santiago and Will, the tips of his ears turning pink, he’d never speak first.

Will sniggered, “Brother, we’re not in high school.”

“Aaaw, come on man, I thought we’d all been sharing stories!”

He caught the corner of Santiago’s lips twitch.

“See, Pope gets it,” Benny thrusts a hand in his direction.

Will shrugged, folding his arms before giving his brother his full attention.

“What do you want to know?”

“What did you do on your first night?”

There was a round of chuckles before Santiago’s eyes darkened.

“Well, Fish had her first.”

Frankie scowled at their leader, fucking asshole.

All eyes fell on him and he squirmed in his seat, clearing his throat as he watched Benny’s smile grow wider.

“I made her dinner…”

“Pfft,” Benny wished for the dirt, not that.

“Then I made her come with my fingers.”

Santiago tipped his head, “How many?”

Frankie bit the inside of his lip before he lifted a hand, displaying the three fingers he used.

“Well, shit,” Benny said with a giggle, he was actually impressed.

“What about you?”

Frankie jutted his chin as he passed the baton.

“We fucked.”

“That’s it?” Will sounded offended.

“And I’m sure you pulled out all the stops.”

“Not the first night but the week after, I gave her a massage,” Will leaned back, “made her squirt for the first time.”

He gifted his brother a smug smile, nothing like a little sibling rivalry.

“Who said I haven’t?”

“Did you use the technique I told you?”

Santiago had messaged Benny to brag about what he’d done, of course, he received a flood of responses to know how he did it. At first, Santiago thought it may have just been the aphrodisiac powder coursing through your veins but if Benny proves it otherwise, you’re in danger.

“Show us how you did it,” Santiago leaned back.

Benny’s expression scrunched and he brought his hand up, using his thumb and two fingers to replicate the motion he did.

Frankie rolled his eyes, “Jesus Christ.”

“The video, brother.”

“Video? What video?”

He tried to fain his innocence except none of them were buying it, each one of their faces stone cold. Benny knew he could take his brother in a fight, Pope would probably play dirty but he had one weakness, it was Fish he’d be worried about.

He had that look about him, one that could kill.

His usual soft brown eyes had grown hard, his jaw locked, fingers digging into the muscle of his arms.

“Show us the video,” his voice was low.

Benny swallowed, angling his body so he could slip his phone from his pocket. He logged onto his account, turned up the volume and placed the device in the centre of the table, it was a free for all.

Santiago moved but Frankie was quicker.

He jumped from his seat like a predator who saw his chance to catch his prey, claws out, his nails scratching at the table. Santiago scooted round behind him, arms locked to his chest, his brows furrowing as he concentrated on what was about to unfold.

Will remained seated.

He and Benny may be sharing the same girl yet he wasn’t sure he wanted to watch his brother fuck someone. They were aware that in a relationship like this, the day would come where they would both be involved with a group session, both had vowed not to watch each other or if they had to look, their attention would be solely on you.

“You can’t see my face,” Benny reassured him.

Will gave him a knowing nod but he still wasn’t going to look.

“I think I’m good.”

They both shared a smile before Will settled back in his seat, closing his eyes, his imagination would do him just fine.

Frankie and Santiago were seemingly huddling closer, their slopped noses almost pressed against the screen. It was surprising how good the picture was, crisp with sharp edges, your folds glistening and swelling as Benny’s fingers slipped effortlessly in and out. If they blocked out Benny’s grunts, it was like you were in the room, filling their ears with the sweetest sounds and shallow breaths.

Santiago glanced up, “Bunny?”

“She wanted to remain anonymous, my user name is Gym Bunny.”

Santiago stored the nickname in the back of his mind.

They continued watching, seeing the telltale signs that you were close to the edge, how you fought with yourself to keep your body locked in that position for the audience. Then just how Benny demonstrated, his thumb pressed to your clit and, they assumed, his fingers curled before you screamed, juices flowing.

Frankie released a ragged breath, “It’s so much better from this angle.”

Santiago delivered a hefty pat on his back as the video continued.

‘You want to cum all over my cock next, Bunny?’

‘Yes, please.’

Drawn in by your sugary response, the pair of the blink as they’re pulled back into the video. Will’s one brow twitches, his lips curling further as he imagined how you looked with the sweetest smile plastered on your face, fluttering your lashes to get what you want.

Benny laughed to himself.

It was very rare for the four of them to be as quiet as they were, only the sound of his blown out phone speaker filling the space. If you get over the fact it’s playing amateur porn, he would say it was almost peaceful.

Frankie almost launched Benny’s phone across the room when another rang around the table.

“Remember your training,” Will said as he leaned to the left to get out his phone.

He immediately answered when he saw it was your name flashing on the screen, slowing rising from his chair.

“Hey sweetheart…”

Benny scrambles to get his phone from Frankie though Santiago snatches it, ducking and dodging. From your end, you couldn’t fully tell what was going on in the background where Will was, there was a mixture of scrambling, shoes squeaking on tiled floors and… grunting?

“Hey, um, are you ok to talk?”

“All good, Pope and Benny are just fighting.”

You don’t miss a beat, immediately moving on from that piece of shared information.

“Oh, Santiago’s with you?”

Will hummed.

“I just tried calling him but didn’t get an answer.”

You don’t know why you called him first, he was always the most aloof.

“Yeah, he’s been a little…”

Will paused as he watched Santiago still managing to watch the video even as Benny jumped his back.

“Preoccupied.”

You giggle, “Why doesn’t that surprise me?”

He saw it best to leave the room, ducking into the hallway with Frankie on his tail. Frankie heard Will say your pet name, distanced himself from the other two because he was more concerned about why you were calling.

“What can I help you with?”

Will pressed his volume a little higher so Frankie could lean in and hear.

You seemed nervous, hesitant to ask because you still considered it early days and Santiago was actually surprisingly adamant you had a ‘week off’.

“Um, I know it’s my week off but I’m… I’m kinda lonely so I was wondering if it would be ok for me to hang out with you? Or the guys, if they’re all there? I’m assuming you’re all there because why else would…”

You rambled on whilst Will and Frankie looked at each other, though they didn’t say a word, they used small gestures to communicate and they both agreed.

“We’re at Fish’s,” Will interrupts.

“He’s ok with it?”

“Of course, sweetheart.”

“Great, I’ll see you in a bit!”

“See you soon.”

The pair of you hung up together.

“We’ve gotta tell, Pope,” Frankie sighed.

Will nodded, “Leave it to me.”

By the time you arrive, the atmosphere has calmed. Frankie comes to open the door when you knock and you gift him a peck on the cheek in return.

“No kissing!” Santiago shouts from the kitchen.

In an act of defiance, you scurry over to the table and place yourself in between the Miller brothers, kissing Will and then Benny swiftly. You smile sweetly at Santiago, who, even with folded arms has a smirk on his face.

Though your heart can’t leave him out so you swoop round, planting a sloppier kiss on his cheek and he huffs.

“Come on,” you drape your arms over his shoulders, “you love it really.”

He looks at you from the corner of his eye, “Behave yourself.”

You pout jokingly.

“Sooo, what have you been up to?”

“Nothing,” they all say in unison.

Your eyes narrow as they flit between all three of the faces around the table yet Frankie’s hand soft on your back distracts you.

“Want something to eat, querida?”

You straighten up, “I had something earlier.”

“I’ll get you some snacks.”

Slowly, you were starting to learn what the boys were like.

You were sure Francisco’s love language was related to the act of making you food, Will who was pulling you out a chair was the most gentlemanly of the lot. Benny was a puppy, enthusiastic and excitable to ever be in your presence whilst you were certain that underneath that hardened exterior, Santiago was soft in the middle.

And you guessed that tonight was probably one of their nights where they got together and talked shit but now their conversation was more than likely about you. There was a possibility they’d discussed the video, maybe they even watched it but one thing you were certain of is that if they had, they were going to make sure you were none the wiser.

For just a little longer.

#triple frontier fanfic #triple frontier #triple frontier fluff #triple frontier x reader #triple frontier x you #santiago pope garcia #benny miller #francisco catfish morales #will ironhead miller #fluff #fanfic #🐇🐇

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ghost-of-kurdt-haunts-my-room · 6 months ago

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I had been waiting patiently for some time now. I used to struggle so much with sitting still, but Miss Carniscia makes it so easy. All day, little instant messages sent to the chatbox in my peripheral vision, love notes and commands for what to do next. Some of them are automated, I think, reminders to eat and take my medication, but plenty are handwritten just for me. She keeps me warm and fuzzy, sending me messages calling me cute, and telling me all of the… the things she’s going to do when she gets home… I can’t help but rub my thighs together. I know she’s very aware of the effect she has on me, and that only makes me more excited. I don’t answer much, other than short notes back. I get too flustered, and I can’t think good… clearly. I can’t think clearly.

I blink and move to the medicine cabinet like she says, taking out the pills she leaves me and swallowing. She could give me all of my doses herself, but she knows I like the schedule and the independence. Because I am independent, even if she has me living here until I can get back on my feet. I even signed those stupid “Floret” documents, just so I could get some better implants. Plus, it made her happy, and I really like Miss Carniscia. But, she’s assured me many times, as soon as I’m ready to be independent, I just have to step out of the front door. Then we can keep dating on equal footing. Like it should be.

Well, regardless, I took my lunch meds and ate some food, and I don’t have much else for today… I sit down in front of the door. The text readout in the corner of my eye says something, and I have to focus to read it.

-] Waiting by the door like a good little puppy… So adorable

-] xoxo. Good girl.

I feel a shiver run down my spine as I read it, and I feel that tingling metallic sensation when you start salivating heavily coat my mouth. I hate it when she teases like this. My hand wanders unconsciously to that spot between my thighs, the little miniskirt she keeps me in tented up embarrassingly… When I get an idea. Revenge.

I pick the little miniature device, no larger than the head of a pin, from behind my ear and toss it into the air. The small object, a camera and AR interface that I use (mostly because I have no pockets), floats and presents a little transparent interface. Camera app, selfie, timer… I strike my most adorable pose, making sure my tented little skirt is clear in frame but not quite centered, and let the camera click.

I hit send.

-] Typing…

My breath catches. The hand between my thighs keeps moving.

-] Naughty puppy. Still quite adorable, though~

-] We’ll talk when I get home. 15 minutes. xoxo.

Miss Carniscia walks up to her hab unit in an exceptionally bright mood. She steps up the three little stairs, built too large for Terrans to climb comfortably without help, walks to her hab unit, and stands in front of the door. She knows I can feel her bio rhythm, can anticipate exactly what happens next. She knows just how much I love it, too. How the wait, the game, the chase itself is addictive. I nibble at my bottom lip and stare at the door handle. I’m not sure if it’s the drug or the anticipation, but I end up drooling like a dog. Finally, finally, the door knob turns.

“Hello, my little petal~ Someone got too excited to wait anymore, didn’t they?”

I respond by pawing at her shins, a beautiful tapestry of leaves and flower petals, a form crafted lovingly in the pattern of a long flowing dress out of the anatomy of a carnation. I whine, any semblance of disobedience or pesky independence melted into a puddle of puppy-thoughts. I tell myself it’s the drugs. Of course she’d spike my medication, just to get me all stupid for her, keep me reliant…

“There’s my sweet little girl~... Well, unfortunately for you, my rosebud, you’ve already made quite the spectacle for your Mistress at work. I had to come home just to make sure you wouldn’t get into trouble! Don’t fret though, little one, Mistress has just the solution~”

I shiver in anticipation and nod, excited for what she has in store. The fear of being punished mixes beautifully with the thrill of being owned, only aided by the freedom of knowing I don’t have to pretend to be independent, to be strong. It’s the drugs! And that lets me give in, give in to her- wait, what is-

Miss Carniscia lets a long vine fall from her shoulder, snaking across the ground and slithering up my body. She takes special care to wrap it around my waist, my thighs, slipping under clothes and teasing me where I want it most-- My breath hitches and I shut my eyes tight. The vine wraps finally around my throat, restricting my breath to short, ragged gasps. She forces me head upwards, her hand tangling in my hair and yanking me backwards.

“Isn’t it so much better this way, pet? Mmmm… time for you to earn it, mutt.”

The whimper that escapes my lips is barely audible between choked gasps. She doesn’t bother to pick me up, just walking to the bedroom and dragging me behind her, vine wrapped around my neck as a makeshift collar and leash. I crawl after her as best I can, but stumble multiple times. She’s moving too fast- there’s a step going from the entryway into the hallway, and it’s too big for me to make smoothly. She doesn’t care, pulling me along behind her as I whimper.

“Come on puppy! You can do it, good girl~”

The praise is enough to keep me going. I crawl behind her and finally make it to the bedroom. I silently thank the heavens she doesn’t make me climb up onto the bed, it being as tall as I am. She lifts me and sets me down on the mattress

“Oh, what a good girl you are… Good job, little Petal, time for your reward!”

I sit on the mattress, kneeling in front of her as her form mutates, the leaves and flower petals that make up her beautiful dress morphing into a far more revealing evening slip. The vines around my neck slip down to my wrists and ankles, more long, green tendrils exuding from her body and wrapping me up. She used her hand to grab a collar off the desk, an inefficient gesture. She's being clear enough without speaking: She's going to tame me, at least for tonight.

I look up at her. It's all I can do, look up at her and plead silently. My tongue feels fat and imprecise, lolling and swirling lazily in my mouth without purpose. She laughs at me, gliding back to the bed with the collar in hand.

“You ought to know why I'm doing this.”

I nod.

“Say it, Petal.”

I open my mouth. A small croaking noise comes out as I try to remember how to speak, what muscles to tense or manipulate to form words without jawing at her like a pig. The clumsiness of my face makes me blush, feeling stupid.

“Poor thing. Take your time.”

“I-... I-- I'fve b-ben a bad gur-l…?”

The affini’s face lights up in joy, her face etched with pride and glee.

“Good girl!! That's right, you've been naughty, and now Miss Carniscia has to teach you a little lesson!”

“...I-Izzit gunna hurt?”

“Oh don't worry, petal, nothing you can't handle.”

I find myself nodding and kneeling to her, on my knees and elbows, lowering my head in submission. My thoughts are singular: I've been bad, and I need to be punished. I feel the collar tighten around my neck, and another pathetic noise escapes my lips. Then, the vines lazily wrapped around my arms and legs pull taught and spread me out on the bed, my legs hanging off the side.

“Now be a good girl and count for your Mistress.”

A second of confusion is quickly interrupted by the sharp feeling of a riding crop striking my ass, my skirt lifted up by a vine. The drugs make it hard to speak, but they elevate every light touch into a searing fountain of pleasure on my skin. It's hard to bear the pleasure, much less the pain. Every light strike feels like my body’s being ripped in to pieces, like a flaming hot whip being struck across my backside. I whimper, take a moment to gather my thoughts, and manage to stumble out some speech.

“O-o-one Mistress! I'm s-sorry Mistress!!!”

“Look at that, so obedient… Just how I like you. You didn't even need me to tell you, and you spoke your apology perfectly. Such a smart little puppy!”

The praise makes me nauseatingly happy, like I'll pass out from the sheer pride and joy I feel in my chest. Another strike crashes into me like a school bus.

“AHh- Two, Mistress! I'm s-so sorry Mistress!!”

“Good girl. Three more to go, my sweet flower.”

I bite down on my lip, but before I can fully sink my teeth down she worms a vine into my mouth, wrapping it around the back of my head like a gag. Because of this, I don't try to count the next intoxicating strike. This is a mistake.

After she hits me, she waits. Then, she hits me again. A whimper falls out of me, but the gag muffles it. She hits me again. I'm almost crying now. She leans down, inches, millimeters away from my face, and whispers into my ear.

“You'll have to do better than that, sugarplum. Count. We're still on number three, if you've lost track.”

I look up at her, tears brimming in my eyes, and nod desperately. There's some thing inside of me, some deep, buried fear of being bad, of being abandoned. I can't disobey. I cannot.

As another strike lands across my ass, now reddening and bruising, I try my best to scream through the vines that gag and bind me. The result is completely incoherent, but she seems to understand what I'm saying.

“Much better. Two left, puppy.”

I nod and close my eyes tight, ready to receive the same searing, agonizing pain. I'm not disappointed, feeling another sharp crack against my tender skin. I scream out my answer again, still hopelessly muffled. I thank the heavens and the stars that she's not testing coherence, just obedience.

“That’s four. One more to go, little one.”

The last whip is enough to send me over the edge, desperately crying and begging for mercy through the vines. She leans down, staring at my ruined form with unabashed glee as I whimper and writhe against the bonds, pleading for a shred of mercy.

“Don’t worry, little puppy, we're all done. You were such a good girl for your Mistress, weren't you- Oh look at that, you're so broken you think you have to keep begging! That doesn't mean stop, mutt. Beg for mercy~”

Finay the gag is removed from my face, and the blubbering words that fall out are a clear indication of how far I've gone.

“P-Please Mistress!!! W-won’t do it again, I'll be a good girl I promise!! I p-promise- Pleasepleaseplease-- I- I- I'm nothing- Just a dumb little mutt who gets confused but I'll be good for you- P-please--- N-nothing at the feet of my g-Goddess”

That final word causes her glowing eyes to dilate and her vines to wrap further around my body, her form stretching out and standing tall, her shoulder blades unfurling like great, massive wings, blocking the light from the ceiling, picking my body up like a limp ragdoll.

“Say that last part one. More. Time?”

I nod and stumble over the words.

“N-Nothing!! Nothing at the f-f-feet of my G-Goddess!!”

I see a shiver run through her body- A hunger I don't recognize spreads through every inch of her, and she looks back at me like a predator. Her words fall out as a growl, a deep, inhuman sound rumbling not from her mouth but from down, in the dark crevice of her chest, like her core is speaking straight to me.

“Good fucking girl.”

The vines around my body lay me down on the bed, not even bothering to flip me on my stomach. My heart is beating out of my chest, every nerve ending and vein in my body straining with an overload of input. I feel like my body is drowning in flames of pleasure as she rips off what little clothing I'm wearing. We've been together for months, we've had sex a few times but this… this isn't that. This is something different, something Terrans don't understand.

I think about protesting, about telling her no. I would, just to show I'm not yet hers, but… God it feels so good, it feels so so good and I don't want it to stop- I've already handed her my dignity, I see no point in protecting my freedom now. She speaks to me again, that same deep, terrifying roar.

“I am going to make you mine and you are going to stay that way.”

I whimper something strange and unlike myself, but as soon as I think to question it, I feel a dozen needles entering my stomach.

I was really just writing this so @transbianmuffin and @scribbled-dream could see it first! Gonna post it on ao3 soon but im not a huge fan of ALL the moots seeing my depraved hornyposting

#to be continued!!!#Floret is gonna wake up feeling sore and have NO idea what happened because she got pumped full of Class B's #Miss Carniscia feels quite embarrassed about losing control like that #so get ready for some angst!!!

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going-to-ikea-for-the-fries · 1 year ago

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I Got You. - OC Backstory

pairing: COD OC!Victoria "Whiskey" Callahan x MootOC!Rosie (platonic) words: 3.3k~ cw: canon-typical violence/talk, attempt at military accuracy, espionage, government conspiracies, paranoia, mental breakdown/issues, physical/health neglect, flashbacks.

August 6th, 2023. 2139 hours. Comrie, Scotland.

Whiskey's splayed out on the bed. She snaps a picture that catches only her tired eyes, knit eyebrows and poofy brown hair in the darkness of the room, before typing some random caption and shooting it off to Meabh.

It was typical for them to text through Snap. It was the only social app Whiskey kept after she left home 5 years ago. Her phone was void of other apps other than food delivery, youtube, her e-mail and Snapchat.

At the top of the screen, a pop-up appears, announcing the arrival of a new e-mail on her inbox. A Facebook one, from an account she long abandoned, along with her abandoning all other social medias. And yet, the name 'Holly Willi-' cut off by the character limit had her raising a brow.

Tapping at the notification, her e-mail client opened with an automated e-mail from Facebook alerting her that Holly Williams had sent her a direct message. Now that's new.

Holly Williams... That was one of dad's cousins. From Grandpa Willie's side of the family, if her memory served her. She remembers family dinners and barbecues spent together, her big Irish-American family getting together for the 4th of July, and Thanksgiving, and Christmas.

She hasn't seen her 'Aunt Holly' (even though the woman was really her first cousin once removed) since before she went to university nearly 13 years ago. What could the woman want now?

Clicking on the link, she's taken to the Facebook client page on her browser and after trying, failing, and reseting the password of her account, she clicks the DM tab and opens the message:

Hi Vicky dear, it's your auntie Holly. Hope you're doing well. I heard about your papa, my condolences. I hope it's not a bother but I reached out to your mama to talk to your daddy about some military things and she sent me your way because she said you're in the navy. I see you haven't uploaded anything in a few years so this might not even reach you but I could use your help very urgently and I'm frankly desperate. If you see this, is there anyway you could call me at this number? It's very important!!! Thanks. Aunt Holly x

Her brow scrunches. Since when does Aunt Holly need to talk about the military? Isn't she a professor? Whiskey clicks on her profile and checks her job listing. Right, she's a History professor in NYU. So what's this? Is this for some research study of hers?

But then again, she said it herself that she's desperate... And the tone of her message isn't the most uplifting one... She sounds like she's really in need of her help... And Whiskey has never been good at being heartless. Sighing and scratching her head, Whiskey sits up in bed.

She copies the number from the DM and calls it, hearing the repeated beeping of the call attempting to connect as Simon comes up the stairs and into the bedroom, sweatpants close to falling off his hip and wrapped in a warm sweater.

He raises a brow at her as she's holding the phone to her ear, signaling vaguely to indicate it's an important call, so he takes a spot beside her, with an arm around her waist.

"Holly Williams." The older woman greets on the other side, her voice professional, like she was waiting for a work call.

"Hey, Aunt Holly, it's Victoria." Whiskey murmurs, her southern accent suddenly triggering full-force, like it hasn't in over three years.

August 10th, 2023. 1321 hours. Yonkers, New York.

"When you get there, please, you need to understand, she's... she's not herself."

Victoria climbed out of the Uber and popped open the trunk, pulling out her black suitcase, and thanking the driver with a nod and a wave before he drove off.

Then, she stood in front of the brownstone townhouse, eyeing it up and down, with inquisitive eyes, before taking a deep breath and climbing the front steps to the stoop.

"She hasn't been the same, not after Alex passed away."

The doorbell rings inside the house for a few moments, before the door opens and a pale face regards her from the other side, strawberry blonde curls disheveled, eyes heavy with dark circles.

"Hey, Rosie..." Victoria greets gently. The woman knew she was coming, Aunt Holly having warned her. "It's me, Victoria... Vicky, remember?" She asks in a soft tone, hoping she's not too far gone yet.

"Vicky..." Rosie says softly as she regards the slightly shorter brunette with wild, crazied eyes but eventually nods and unlocks the door all the way, letting Victoria inside.

"When you see her, please... be kind to her. She's really struggling..."

Victoria remembers the last time she saw Rosemary. Victoria had to have been 16. Rosie had just graduated from college, and it was the summer. At the time, she always dressed in bright colors, a hippy style, with Birkenstocks galore... She was very put together, healthy, pretty. They weren't the closest cousins in the world, but they spent time together during the holidays; Rosie taught Vicky how to do her hair to keep her curls healthy; they spoke about boys...

Before coming here, Victoria had even checked her cousin's Facebook page, finding an old album of photos from family gatherings that included the two of them, when they were much, much younger (and happier). It had been so long since they last saw each other... She needed a refresher on her cousin's appearance...

But now, as she's getting let into the house, she realizes Rosemary looks like shit. Somehow, worse than Victoria had expected when her mother had reached out and told her all about the state she is in. Paranoid, manic, depressive and reclusive, Aunt Holly worrying her only daughter was schizophrenic. Her hair looks greasy and matted, and she seems like she's lived in the same outfit for multiple days, maybe weeks. The house reeks. She reeks.

"Nobody can get her out of the house... And she's not taking care of herself..."

The house is dirty and messy, take out containers and paper bags of food delivery strewn about, the trashbag in the kitchen overflowing, the laundry basket in the laundry room too. Every picture frame in the house has blue, yellow, or pink post-its over it, the mirrors as well. Victoria follows her cousin across the house, each step she takes crushing some trash, or nearly tripping over a clothes pile. She's dangerously close to becoming a hoarder, it looks like...

Victoria has to force herself to take a few deep breaths through her mouth and not her nose, so that she doesn't get sick. She knows it would not be helpful in her cousin's state.

Rosie's able to push some trash off the couch to make space for the two of them to sit, though she keeps a large gap between herself and Victoria, probably ashamed of her smell, or appearance, or doubting that she can trust her...

"Every time I try to talk to her... It's like I'm talking to a crazy person... She's my daughter, I love her, but she needs help..."

"Your mom told me some of what's been going on." Victoria begins as she sets her hands on her lap and looks at Rosie with her best attempt at showing empathy and kindness.

"What'd she tell you? That I'm going crazy? I'm not, you know?" Rosie says defensively. "She thinks I'm losing it, and that I need to be committed, but I don't." She assures the brunette.

"Well, no, that's not what she said." Victoria lied. Yes, it had been 100% what Aunt Holly had said when they met up the day before, after she picked Victoria up at the airport, having bawled her eyes out behind the wheel.

"Then what did she say?" Rosie asks directly, her brows knitting together in anxious worry, her hands already trembling on her lap.

"To be honest," Victoria continues, choosing her words carefully, "I didn't understand most of it... I think it'd be best if I heard it from you. Can you tell me what's been going on?" She asked in earnest.

And tell her, Rosie did.

For the next three hours, Victoria heard her ramble and ramble, more and more and more.

About Alex, about his missions, about how Rosie always worried he'd die in the field, how they pronounced him dead in 2019 but she never got to see a body, only his dogtags, and his grave is empty... Victoria thought that was pretty normal, average even... it was the normal treatment for soldiers who died in ways that made it so their body couldn't be recovered... Like during an explosion.

But then Rosie went on and on about how she feels like she's being watched, stalked, surveilled, how she gets stopped by cops too much, and keeps seeing the same faces around the places she usually goes to like Target or Walmart, how there's a van parked outside 24/7, how she's sure that there's cameras and microphones around the house... And it was all being too much.

"She thinks she's being stalked, watched by the govenment, and like they're out to get her."

"Rosie... why would the government be doing such a thing?" Victoria asked her in earnest once she paused in her rants.

"You're not LISTENING!" Rosie complained, her body already having started to shake in distress as she retold everything to her cousin.

"No, no, I am listening. I'm just trying to understand." Victoria replied in an attempt to soothe her and gently took her hands in hers, which caused Rosie to tear up.

"It's NOT the government, it's the CIA!" The blonde shrieked and sniffled, trembling beside Victoria. "Alex was an agent... he..." She trailed off and shook her head. "Nobody tells me anything, I tried calling, nobody tells me!"

Victoria sighed and carefully scooted closer, taking a breath and daring to wrap an arm around Rosemary's form, in the gentlest of ways. "That tends to happen a lot, you know? They... well... when a soldier dies a gruesome death. They close the cases and put high clearances in place so that it doesn't shock the family." The brunette said.

"She's in complete denial, Vicky. She's living in her paranoia and delusion..."

"No!" Rosemary argued. "He's not dead, Vicky, he's not! Whatever... Whatever happened, they're covering it all up! They- he's not dead! They didn't even tell me how he died! Not even if it was heroic or anything!" She wailed as a hiccuping sob rattled her and shook her form against Victoria's side.

Victoria sighed and looked around the room. She was not equipped to deal with this. She half wished that Simon was here. He had dealt with people in altered states of mind, his brother, especially...

"You need to help me, Vicky... You're my only hope! You have to find out what happened. You know people, right? My mom said your mom said you're in the Special Forces! You know things?!" Rosie whined in a pitiful tone, her big blue eyes glued to Victoria's, and making her own hazel ones soften.

"I'll try, Rosie... But even I don't have that high of clearance..." Victoria replied in a soothing tone. "But I promise I'll try."

Victoria meant it. Her cousin might be mental and delusional, but, at least, Victoria could poke around a little bit and see if she could at least find what happened to the body...

"Where did you say he was sent to?" The soldier asked with a cocked brow, her hand gently rubbing Rosie's arm and shoulder in her best attempt at being comforting.

"In the Middle East... Urzikstan, I think..." Rosemary replied and looked up at Victoria. "You're going to look into it, right?" She pleaded.

Victoria nodded. "Of course I will." She replied and smiled at her, trying not to let the feeling of instant dread that was growing in the back of her mind from showing on her face.

Urzikstan... Price and Kyle were just there last year... Working alongside the militia there.

"Now... how about I help you give this place a tidying up... and you go take a shower, and try to relax, hm?" She offered.

Rosie's face began to flush a bit, with the sudden reminder that she had been neglecting herself and probably smelled so bad... And here was Victoria hugging her. "I probably should..." She trailed off and began pulling away from the other woman.

The brunette let her go and nodded. "Call me up when you're done, I'll help do your hair, how's that?" She offered and smiled kindly at Rosie.

Rosemary gulped and nodded. "Yeah..." She got up, beginning to shuffle out of the living room. She stopped by the door and turned back to look at her cousin. "Thank you for this... for everything..." She said gratefully.

Victoria shook her head. "Don't thank me. That's what *family*'s for, right?" She asked, though the word family, one she hadn't used in a while, left a bitter taste in her mouth. Rosie nodded and then disappeared back upstairs.

Once Victoria heard the bathroom door upstairs shutting with a loud thud, she bounced up off the couch.

Whiskey mode activated and she began looking around the room, pulling out her cellphone and turning on the flashlight to shine it off any hidden nook and cranny, like behind the TV, and inside the A/C vents.

1. 2. 3. 4. 5.

Five fucking cameras, just in the living room and entryway alone. She doesn't want to imagine how many more are hidden throughout the house.

It seems that Rosie isn't as delusional and crazy as Aunt Holly thought...

Approaching the window, Whiskey pulls the blinds aside and pears out through the gap, pushing her back against the wall, looking up and down the street. She notices the white van parked a couple hundred feet away, advertising a dry-cleaning service. She knows immediately that that's where they operate from.

She almost wants to go over, with her pistol in hand, and scare them off. But she knows better than to fuck with the Agency... And, even more so, when she's not here as Whiskey, but as Victoria. As a civilian, with no armor, just a red halter top and jeans and boots, coming to visit her cousin.

Huffing, she shakes her head and closes the blinds again. "God damn it..." She murmurs, already feeling her own paranoia rising and her hackles rising. She's going to need to pull some strings to find out what in the hell went so wrong in Urzikstan 4 years ago that now an innocent civilian is being surveilled.

With another sigh, Victoria turns and looks around the room, noticing all the trash and, with a deep breath, she sets down her belongings on the cleared couch and enters the kitchen to seek out a pair of gloves and a trash bag.

This is going to be a long fucking day.

August 11th, 2021.

0209 hours.

Victoria lies sprawled on the bed next to Rosie, the two girls staring at the ceiling.

It had been hours upon hours of tidying up and cleaning, but the house was finally clean, the trash taken out, and Rosemary much less disheveled.

They lay together, side by side, holding each other's hands, more for Rosie's comfort, which Victoria has acquiesced to. Victoria has a handle of bourbon in her hand which both her and Rosie occasionally take sips from.

"So you got married...?" Rosie murmurs and rolls her head toward Victoria. She's groggy, a mix of the alcohol, a full belly, a warm shower, a couple of melatonin gummies and the whiskey.

"Mhm." Victoria replies as she glances at Rosemary. "I didn't expect you to still be with dick boy." She quips.

The comment is funnier than Rosemary expected it to be, probably because of the state she's in, but she starts cackling aloud, snorting delightfully at it.

"Oh my God, I forgot he damn near showed his dick to grandma Patty while coming out of the pool." Rosie groans and shakes her head. "God, Alex was so embarrassed, he never wanted to go back!"

"That's what he was embarrassed of? Not that stupid fuckin' pube-looking mustache of his?" Victoria's comments, absolutely roasting the man, the alcohol having loosened her lips. "Did he still have that when he left for Urzikstan?"

Rosie once again has lost her mind belly laughing at the scathing comments her cousin made about Alex. Oh, how she needed the laughter.

"Noooo! It filled out. He had a nice thick mustache by then..." She replies and shakes her head, a soft smile on her lips.

"Well, at least there's that. I guess he outgrew his bad fashion choices." Victoria comments before she leans her head up to take another gulp of the bourbon on her bottle.

"Oh no he didn't!" Rosemary complains and suddenly seems to get a burst of energy, leaning forward to look at Victoria right in the eye. "He has the American flag tattooed on him!"

It's Victoria's turn to laugh, nearly choking on the drink, and causing the sweet, smooth alcohol to slide down her chin as she laughs. "Fuck off, no he doesn't?!"

"He DOES!" Rosemary insists. "And a bald eagle too!!!" She adds, which causes them both to laugh more, cackling at the ridiculousness. "I'm serious! Looked the eagle in the eyes once while he was balls deep in me.... You've ever tried getting a dick out of a dry pussy?"

This causes both girls to giggle again, nearly rolling around on the bed, tears forming in their eyes.

"God, and you married that man? He's been a fucking dork for decades now, Rosie!" Victoria complains.

"In my defense, we were drunk and in Vegas, okay?"

"YOU GOT MARRIED IN VEGAS?!"

"You know what?!" Rosie protests and points at Victoria. "We're talking too much about my marriage. What about you?" She asks in an accusatory tone.

Victoria rolls her eyes. "Don't change the subject just because you can't admit you have bad taste."

"Oh shut it!" Rosie nudges her. "You're avoiding the topic too!"

"Am not!" Victoria retorts. "I'm also married to a dork. But, unlike you, I have taste."

"How much of a dork are we talkin'?"

"Has a half-sleeve that's just straight up war motifs. Atom bombs, skulls, bullets..." She trails off. "And he wears a skull mask when he's out shooting terrorists."

"He WEARS what?"

Victoria shakes her head. "Don't make me say it again." She scrunches her nose, mock cringing.

"And you want to talk shit about me marrying Alex? You married, what, an emo?" Rosie quips as she tosses herself back on the bed, laughing again.

Victoria joins her, covering her eyes with her arm and giggling away, properly so, for the first time in three years. "God, we have bad taste, don't we?" She murmurs.

"You think it runs in the family?" Rosie asks with a playful tone and giggles again.

But this time, however, Victoria doesn't laugh. Instead, her eyes squint in suspicion and she suddenly sits up in bed, looking off into the distance.

How much of a coincidence would that be? Her husband, who is legally dead, who faked his own death and operates under an alias...

And her cousin's husband... who Lord knows what happened to him... But the CIA has their eyes on her, even though he's dead, so there's no reason to...

What if it really is a cover-up? What if he's only legally dead, just like Simon?

"What?" The blonde beside her asks in a gentle tone, eyebrows knit together. "Vicky, what's wrong?" She prompts, worried.

"...Nothing." Victoria replies as she lays down again after a long moment of silence. "Just realized I have to call Simon and ask him something..." She replies dismissively.

for @lyralein - told you she'd get more than that.

and also @crashtestbunny , @superhero-landing , and @loveandplanet bc you love Whiskey and Ghost

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How do u make your yearly budget ? I remember you posting about your budget spreadsheet once. Pls I am v interested on how you set it up

I simply must ask if you're the FBI agent in my phone, because I genuinely just sent a message to a friend saying how excited I was it's the end of the month, meaning tomorrow I get to start with a fresh new slate in my budget hahaha

alright let's talk:

I don't do a yearly budget, technically! I budget month-per-month. There are lots of styles of budgets—some allowing for a yearly/more Long Term view—but what worked for my income level was a month-based system.

I lurked on r/personalfinance on reddit for a long while and actually pilfered my budget template from there!

I use this one, which I like both because I've used it for five years and because it's just plain ol' simple. I don't need charts to automatically populate and I don't want to categorize every purchase I make. I just want to see how much money I have per month and how much I'm spending.

That's also crucial to how I personally do budgeting. I don't set aside $X for food and $X for activities and $X for going out or whatever every month. That isn't productive to me; my life looks different every month depending on what's going on. I don't use my budget to be prescriptive; outside of my fixed expenses (rent, utilities, etc.) I just use my budget to track 1. where my money is going and 2. how much of it I have left.

If you want something with a bit more frills, there are lots of other options (one, two, three) on reddit, but I've [personally] found all their bells and whistles overwhelming. If they have useful features you want to use (like, some will have tabs for you to track debt and payments toward it), you can experiment with them, but I don't recommend them for someone new to budgeting.

...I also don't inherently recommend my preferred spreadsheet, either. It doesn't work for everyone. I've shown it to some friends and they almost immediately knew it wouldn't work for them. The reason it works for me is because I am kind of neurotic about budgeting.

To me, "peace of mind" is maintained by having a really close eye on my finances. That means that I track what I spend daily. I manually input every purchase into the spreadsheet. I manually put every paycheck into the spreadsheet. I keep the Google Sheets app on my phone for this very purpose.

That isn't something everyone's willing to do, and there's no shame in that—we all find the different tools that work best for us! But if you don't think you're able to keep up with manually tracking every cent you make and spend, I don't think that this method will be good for you.

If you need more automation in your budgeting, where you can get things autofilled and so on and so forth, I would have pointed you towards Mint, which I've heard good things about, but it's sadly shutting down this March. The article I linked provided an alternate recommendation, but I can't personally vouch for any of those services.

I've been tempted by YNAB a time or two — I like the idea that they intentionally work you towards living off of old paychecks instead of the money you earn month-of [which is a financial goal we should ALL strive for, even though it can be very hard], and I like that they encourage giving every dollar a "job", but you don't NEED their service to do either of those things. I don't like paying money to save money, you know? lol

I keep a secondary, simple spreadsheet with my "rolling funds" in it — money I set aside every month (which I input as a monthly "expense" in my normal spreadsheet) which I allocate to specific funds, like car funds, travel funds... I even had a "hockey game fund" for a few years, haha.

I prefer that method to paying for a service to do it for me. I'm sure YNAB has some nice bells and whistles, and it's clear MANY people love being integrated into their system, which has some automated bits that definitely make budgeting "easier," but I like Ye Olde Spreadsheet. Having to input every purchase keeps me accountable, I feel. Also it sometimes discourages me from spending money, haha, which is probably a good thing in the long run.

idk. I'm a huge advocate for budgeting. I know it can be really hard for some people, but I sincerely think there's some budgeting method out there that will work for you, you know? I credit my budget spreadsheets for keeping my head above water during the many times where money was/is tight. Knowledge is power and all that.

Not to sound like a #girlboss shilling my financial advice on tiktok (of which there are too many), but being aware of where your money is going is sincerely the biggest, most important step you can take towards building financial safety for yourself. My budget saved my ass this last year.

If you have any other questions, shoot them my way. I know it can seem daunting, but I totally think it's worth it! <3

#long post sorry lol #money cw #I suppose?

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