#adri loves them all ok

[sungracd]

@holyrisen :  "  h - hello ! "   hikari greets at the front doors to adrian,  holding a small basket of sweet treats she ended up baking.  beside her stood shou,  who passes them a simple 'yo' with a wave,  hands dug into the pockets of his cargo pants.    "  hey.  is euriel here ?   stopping by for a visit.  well,  mostly hikari wanted to visit the guy,  i'm just chaperoning.  "   his comment earns him a small nudge from hikari,  who pouts at him.

"Well, isn't my little Euri popular lately."  A soft laugh.  This house is truly starting to feel like a home again since they've met the Tsukinos, sibling bickering and all.  "It's good to see you two. Come in, come in. He's around here somewhere."  The doors are pulled further open to accommodate them with ease, eyes practically sparkling at the sight of a familiar basket in Hikari's grasp.

"Are those Sweet Star Café cookies I see?"

[latinapoetbts]

It Was So Wrong It Was Right [PT 2] - KTH & Y/N (Latina)

Summary: Y/N loved her twin sister and brother-in-law (KTH) more than life. She would do anything for their happiness; they were all she had after losing her parents. When her twin sister and brother-in-law (KTH) dream of starting a family together comes crumbling down, she can't say no when they ask for her help, even in the most unorthodox way. She'd never tell them no, even if it ruined her in the process. Labels: KTH / Latina Reader Insert | 2 Part One Shot AU, Angst, Smut, 18 + Unrequited Love, Psychological Distress | No editing Part one HERE | Master List |

PART 2 We held each other's gaze as I continued to suck on the vape pen nervously. I watched as he placed his whiskey cup on the dresser top and placed his bag down. He closed the gap between us, taking the vap from my hand and pulling the strings holding my robe together with the other. I couldn't look away from his eyes as I watched them drink me in. His eyes raked over my chest, my bare stomach, and to the second half of my babydoll. He continued to hit the vap, taking me in with his eyes. I couldn't help but suck in a breath when I felt his fingers grab at the thin straps of my purple-laced V-shaped thong. His fingers started at the ribbons at my hip, sliding down towards my center, pulling at the straps and letting them go with a snap. I hissed, his fingertips just hovering over my clothed pussy.

“Adri, picked this out for you I’m sure…”. I stilled at this statement. What could I say? It was true.  I closed my eyes as he neared me, his nose making contact at the base of my ear, scenting me in a deep breath through his nose, lips grazing my skin. My body trembled at the intimate touch of his nose and lips at the base of my ear and my neck. I knew I was also trembling at the anticipation of what would happen next. 

“Lavender, Fanckensce and Amber…my favorites just for me….”. I shuddered, feeling his warm breath and moist lips moving against my skin as he spoke, his voice, deep, low and sultry. I felt my skin tingling again as if tiny shocks were run up and down my body. I felt my core and my body rising in temperature and hot slick pooling at my now swollen lips. How embarrassing, he hadn't even properly touched me yet and I was already very very wet and damn near desperate. And it was all so, so fucking wrong. 

His eyes caught mine in his deep chocolate orbs, the pads of his fingertips padding softly against my clothed cunt sliding my silk robb down my shoulders the fabric poling at my feet.  Giving me more pressure, with his fingers my body responded more trembling with desire. Moving up and down the very wet thin lacy panties. 

“(groaning) fuck, who could of imaged just how fucking wet you are and I’ve barely touched you…so damn sensitive to me….”. I swallow hard feeling so hot and flush with his words. His moist lips opened and closed against my neck with slow sensual kisses.

“I want to touch you, feel inside of you so bad…y/n….can I touch you….?”, his voice near begging. 

“Tae, once you touch me we can’t go back from that.” my tone with inflection wondering if he was going to be ok with what was about to happen. 

“please stop talking, (kissing your neck) I just want to touch you so bad …y/n…please… ?” His lips moved against my neck with desperation, yet still being careful not to mark me. So no one would see. So no one would know what we have done but me, him, and her. I nearly buckled at the knees with the way he lavished my neck and the plea in his voice. 

“Then touch me, pleaseee, tae touch me. pleaseee” I near whisper, grabbing his head and pulling him into me as my lips press against the shell of his ear as I moan and beg. My voice or my words snapped him into action, giving me what I so desperately wanted.                                                                                                                                                          He slid his fingers into my dripping cunt, then circled them around, feeling tenderly the walls of my warmth as his lips started to move their assault down my neck. I couldn't control the loud guttural moan escaping me, causing me to throw my head back. His fingers felt so fucking good. Too fucking good. I felt my legs buckle, but he held me up. I couldn't help but have flashbacks to when we were young. When he was all I wanted during high school. How many times I fantasized what his lips would taste like, what his long fingers would feel like in my pussy, what it would be like to be warmed in his arms. And here I was with my one who got away, who is not mine but my sister. But tonight, he is mine. Tonight, it was just he and I, everything I ever wanted.

His lips fall to the swell of my breast bulging out of my lacy baby doll bra sucking hard and pressing his fingers in and out of me, faster and faster the squelching of his fingers rubbing against my soaked walls filling the room alongside our moans. I was panting heavily, moaning and shuddering.

“Fuck, Tae, uhhhng, I’m going to cum.”. I gasp feeling the tight coil at the base of my belly, the tingling sensation the throbbing of my wet pussy lips, it felt so fucking good, too fucking good.

“No, not yet….” he panted against my neck slowing the pace of his fingers, grabbing a fistful of my hair in his hand. I was his captive and I fucking loved it. I’d do anything at this point to please him. I felt him shove his fingers against my walls and snap my head back by my hair staring into my eyes as he used his body to walk me backward until the back of my legs hit the bed.

“I want to feel you come in my mouth….” he moaned into my neck guiding my body slowly down until my back hit the bedsheets with him hovering over me. My legs fell unconsciously wide open for him. 

“on my dick….”, his mouth ascending on my neck, hand still gripping my hair, hips grinding his hard erection against my open cunt.

“…and on my fingers…” eyes locked with mine as he kissed and sucked his way down the valley of my breast scraping his teeth over the lace covering my right nipple, fingers slipping right back inside my slick warmth. I arched my back feeling his warm wet mouth take my nipple, areola, and all into his mouth, sucking and licking. My hands gripped his hair as I gasped, rocking my hips into his hand, calling out to him.

“Ungg, Tae…more…please…I want more,” I was greedy and so needy for him. I felt the weed put my senses on overdrive. He continued to lavish my nipple, sucking, licking swirling, and scrapping with teeth. I felt my whole body seize on the verge of exploding.

“Asshole.” I jerked at his hair harshly as his fingers pulled away from my greedy cunt. My heart melted at the sound of his laughter that filled the room following my insult. He pulled away from my nipple. His eyes glazed over a goofy smile on his lips, I couldn’t help but laugh too.

“What…” I asked feeling breathless a pout forming in my mouth.

“You're so fucking cute when you're mad.”, I laugh more at this sudden shift to a light mood. I wriggle my hips that were pinned by his desperate for more of his touch. 

“I’m kind of hungry…” his eyes went dark, and I felt the mood shift again my hips never stopping my thrusting up to him. 

“And what I want is on the menu tonight…” I laugh and squeal at his cheesiness.

“No you just didn’t, I can’t stand you right now…”, I laugh enjoying this moment too much, my laughter causing me to squeeze my eyes shut. I felt his body shift as he was getting up. I stopped laughing, my eyes flashing wide open a gasp escaped from my mouth,  as I felt his hot red tongue lick a fat strip slowly over my laced-clad pussy dripping with my juices. I couldn't help but shudder as he continued to lick slowly over my swollen lips. Moan after moan filled the room at each slow lick followed by him lavishing my clit with his tongue swirling licking sucking. My whole body was trembling. He paused only for a moment to take off the laced thong then continued to worship my pussy with his mouth. My fingers laced into his hair grasping him tightly. His fingers soon joined pumping in and out my cunt my hips crashing against his mouth. I wanted more. When he came up for air I couldn't control myself jerking his head up with my hand my body bent down toward him. He knew what I wanted, our lips collide tongues dancing together, I whimpered into his mouth tasting myself inside his hot velvety mouth. I licked around his lips then sucked releasing with a pop and shoving him back down to my pussy.

“Fuck, Y/N I can come just from this…fuck your killing me…” He licked down my chest sucking my nipples again before continuing to devouring my cunt. Again shoving his fingers inside hitting all the right spots, hit teeth scraping against my clit, nipping at it the pressure sending me over the fucking edge. Incredible no man had ever used his teeth on my clit and I fucking loved it. I cried out his name, and grunted, my body thrashing underneath his mouth, he continued fingering me, sucking and nipping at my clit as I rid out my orgasm wave after wave of pure ecstasy. My chest heaving, I felt breathless.

“Oooh… fuck….no.noo.. (hissing) ahhhh….wait….ahh”, I watched him jump up quickly to his knees deep breathing to slow his breath. My eyes watched his face twist in agony, his cock angry red, hard, the tip dripping with pre cum.

“Ooo, fuck, I almost came….(sighing), that was close…” His lips spread into a coy smile a giggle spilling from my lips. I did that I couldn't help but think to myself.

He leaned down to kiss me gently. His mouth was so damn velvety, warm inviting, tender yet passion it. I was being fucked in so many ways, literally fucked and future fucked. 

“I can’t wait any longer Y/n…. I need you now..”, I let my legs fall open wider as he lowered his body down over me his lips never breaking contact with me only moving down my neck, leaving purple bruises.

“Tae, fuck me…please…. I want you…” I gasped as the warm hard wet tip of his dick peeled my pussy lips open, nestling in slow and heavy, hisses leaving his lips. I moan at the sensation of his dick swelling and hitting the back of my cervix. He stayed like this for a while, and I revealed in the feeling of being so filled by him. My eyes teared for a moment as sorrow filled my heart, this was the first and last time I’d feel this like this, and my heart shuddered.

“Uhgh… “ I grunted he littered fucked the sorrow out of me in one hard thrust. His pace quicking, pounding into me. He grabbed my legs and rested them over his shoulders his chocolate almond-shaped eyes searing into my soul as he rammed into me over and over again. I fucking loved it.

“Please don't stop you feel so fucking good..”. My voice in a whimpering beg. 

“I don’t plan on stopping any time soon. I want to fuck you like this forever…”, His voice was so deep, I cry out feeling the hot coil tighten in my abdomen my pussy tingling. “Forever” The weight of his words shot through my heart like an arrow. My eyes brim with tears at the cruelty of life. His fingers twist and pull at my nipples as I feel myself coming to a breaking point. He quickly pulls me up from my ribcage taking a nipple in his mouth again sucking harshly and nipping at my breast as he continues to pound me. Finally, I cry out in bliss my second orgasm of the night breaking through my back arched as he still sucked my breast holding me with his free arm fucking into me. He let go and let his head fall back grunting out my name as I felt his cum gush into me filling every crevice. He states inside me his eyes locking with me with only the sound of us panting and our chest rising and falling together. 

“Wow…” his eyes searched mine. ‘That was… It was…beautiful…”, ‘perfect’ my mind whispered, his lips formed a small sad smile the words leaving his mouth as he guided me carefully and tenderly to the bed. I felt his dick finally start to deflate inside me. He pulls out slowly rolling over leaving us laying side by side. I could feel his seed till warm inside me. The silence between us was heavy.  It was done, it was over, and we had completed the task. I let the sound of his soft quiet breathing draw me into a deep sleep. It would be the last peaceful sleep I’d have, the last time, I’d lay with him like this, feeling too full, happy, and loved in this beautifully sick and twisted fantasy. I let my sleep take over keeping my mind from processing the realization of what just took place. I would sleep and rest before the storm that would hit in the morning.

________________________________________ I'm sorry, but there was no editing this time at all. I wrote this in one go, in a mad dash of inspiration. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did. Thank you for reading! Should I continue this story? I kind of do. I want to know what happens next with these two and where their story ends. I have some ideas and directions on where I could go. There are lots of possibilities. Thank you in advance for the likes, the reblogs, and the comments! I appreciate you all so much!

Part one HERE | Master List |

[opanchu]

ok guys heres the plan. for mothers day i was gonna buy my mom some flowers cause well, that's the most common thing but also i feel like it'd be half-assed cause I'd wanna get her her favorite flowers but im not sure what they are, also cause I wanna make it more personalized for her. also cause idk how many shops will be open on sunday and i wanna buy my gifts on friday then hide them until sunday

for that reason i was thinking i'll buy her a teddy bear since she loves teddy bears a lot, her and my stepdad often gift teddy bears to each other and i was thinking i'll finally get her one too...also I was thinking i'll get her some jewelry too, specifically earrings cause earrings are basically the only jewelry she wears everyday

[ohifonlyx33]

Would you do the honors of explaining what has gone down in the love square. I'm trying to follow along but I admit I've gotten very lost recently lol.

Marienete doesn't like Adrian anymore but like Chat?

Adrian likes Mari but not Ladybug?

Is Luka still here?

Wasn't there some chick with Adrian?

For the first time since the show started I'm well and truly lost lol

Oh BOY. I hope I can.... it's complicated.

So I highly recommend you watch Risk/Strikeback (end of s4) followed by Evolution and Determination and Elation if nothing else.... and like I don't know how much you really know about MLB or how much you've seen... so pardon me if I tell you things you already knew.

But ok. SO.

At the end of season 3 Marinette and Adrien go their seperate ways. Adrien and Kagami are hanging out romantically. Luka and Marinette are kinda dating. There's sweetheart's ice cream involved that Andre the emo ice cream man isn't getting akumatized over.

Ladybug is also named the official guardian of ALL THE MIRACULOUS giving her new responsibilities and causing Master Fu to lose his memories (which means she's on her own now). That's important in season 4.

Because of her new role, Marinette keeps sidelining Luka, forgetting their dates, and being unable to be honest with him... so they promptly break up. (Which is funny later when Luka finds out both Adrien AND Marinette's secret identities... Now HE KNOWS TOO MUCH.) But because he's in a band with all of Marinette's friends and because Luka is suuuper chill about Marinette, they still hang out.

At the beginning of season 4 Adrien and Kagami also broke up after casually dating but not really connecting (also because he is Chat Noir and still in love with Ladybug). But they still have fencing classes together. And Kagami is trying to be over Adrien.

ANYWAY.

At the END of season 4 Marinette as Ladybug makes a huge mistake.

See, Adrien has a very sus cousin named Félix who looks, well, freakishly identical to him... so much so that fandom is pretty sure at least one, if not both of them, is a sentimonster created by the peacock miraculous. Which, unfortunately, canon is strongly hinting at being true (😠).

Due to a stealthy akuma power that makes people take risks, Adrien confesses to Marinette that he hates modeling and she encourages him to talk to his dad about quitting... Instead, he decides to swap places with Félix... because Adrien doesn't want to be sent away to model on a world tour thing with Lila, and Felix.... has plans of his own.

That means when Marinette as Ladybug thinks she is entrusting Adrien with the dog miraculous.... she is accidentally giving it to Felix who ends up betraying her. He uses the miraculous to give his Uncle Gabe all the miraculous in exchange for the peacock miraculous.

So now Marinette's super-freaked-out that she was so "reckless" around Adrien and telling herself that she doesn't know the real Adrien enough to be in love with him. So now she's punishing herself and avoiding Adrien at all costs...

And Chat Noir is there for her through her entire meltdown. He's constantly reassuring her that she's amazing and he's gonna stay by her side and help her. And Ladybug is totally relying on Chat Noir for support. She's looking at him like she's drowning, and he's her only hope.

Meanwhile Chat Noir/Adrien has also been trying to respect Ladybug's romantic rejection more by the end of season 4. So now he's just consoling Ladybug as a friend when she is at her lowest point. Not expecting anything romantic.

Instead, Adrien realizes he should have listened to Marinette instead of swapping places with Félix. He realizes how amazing she is and how special she is and maybe he can't stop thinking about how pretty his best friend Marinette is. So he does what she told him he should do... He tells his dad he wants to quit modeling.

And Gabriel, who was cataclysmed by Chat Noir (ahhhh) and is currently pretending to be a good dad for about 30 seconds, actually lets Adrien quit.... only to promptly take 3D scans of Adrien to create a CGI deepfake version of his son to use in his new wearable tech line.

Anyway, Adrien is so grateful to Marinette that he can't stop thinking about how special she is. Eventually, Kagami tells him he needs to admit he's in love with Marinette. And so he decides to ask Marinette to go to the wax museum with him to talk about his feelings with her.

Kagami is there to wingman Adrien, and Marinette brings Luka as moral support because she's convinced it can't work with Adrien. It's during that disaster of a date that Adrien realizes he's fallen in love with Marinette. And it's during the ensuing akuma battle that Marinette realizes she's falling in love with Chat Noir.

So anyway, cue the Marichat episode where these two lovestruck idiots, who have had a few good conversations in the past about being heartbroken over other people, forget themselves just long enough to make out. And it's honestly just so right and so wrong at the same time.

But that same night, Chat Noir learns that Marinette was also in love with him as Adrien. But now he thinks she is no longer in love with him, so he breaks it off and tells Marinette it's an unfair relationship because she doesn't know his real identity whereas he knows hers.

And Marinette also realizes that Chat Noir fell for Marinette, but may not have romantic feelings for Ladybug anymore.

Also, she almost gets akumatized by this so she's freaked out even MORE.

So now Marinette is heartbroken and feeling like she can never be happy and in love, and her instinct is to isolate and break down. Meanwhile Adrien thinks he has a shot trying to win Marinette back.

And like.... they both know that they kissed each other, but they don't fully realize WHO the person that they kissed REALLY is.

Honestly I'm living for the drama this season.

[canonicallyobserving911]

Several Sentences Sunday

Fanonwriter2023 on AO3

Where CANON and FANON collide!

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I was tagged by @spotsandsocks.  Thank you for the tag💕.

I wanted to share seven several sentences from chapter 4 of “I’m still in love with you but... I needed to learn how to love myself too!” 

I’m enjoying writing this fic because it’s giving me the chance to unravel the mess that was the 6x18 ending for Buck, Eddie and Chris.  Also, it’s taking them places the show refuses to go including Buck facing his past (Taylor’s book just bit him in the ass at the end of chapter 3 and Eddie doing a self-evaluation journey so he can try new things, some of which he believes he missed out on when he was younger.

Chapters 1, 2 & 3 are already available on AO3 and chapter 4 will be posted soon.

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Here are two snippets from chapter 4 since Eddie’s in El Paso and Buck’s still in L.A.

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Eddie

Eddie wakes up when his phone starts ringing at 7:02AM.  He glances at the contact info on his cellphone and he only answers it because he sees his sister, Adriana’s picture.

“Adriana, why are you calling me so early?”  He says with a rough raspy voice.

“Well… hello to you too Eddie and did you know good morning is the best way to greet someone this time of day?”

“Yes, I do know that but you’re calling me way too early.  Is everything ok?”

“It is but I’m calling for a good reason.”

He sighs and rubs his hand over his face.  “Oh yeah, what’s the reason?”

“I’ll tell you when I know you’re awake.  Are you fully awake?”

“Adri, are we really doing this at…”  He trails off as he pulls the phone away from his ear to see the time.  “7:03AM? Surely you could have saved this conversation until later in the day.”

“I could have but I want to take you and my nephew to breakfast.  We all took off work for the family reunion and since we haven’t seen you in a couple of months, we want to spend time with you.”

“Look... we just got here last night and I was planning to go grocery shopping this morning since we’re staying at an Airbnb and…”  He doesn’t get to finish because she interrupts him.

“Eddie!  Let me treat you to breakfast, please?”

“Ok, ok… but I need to be back her before 12noon.”

“Why?”  She asks with a huff at the end of her question.

He goes back and forth about whether he should mention he’s in therapy but instead he decides to avoid giving her a direct answer.

“I have some stuff I need to do... stop being so nosy.”

Buck

He cringes when he hears a laugh followed by, “If it isn’t Evan Buckley as I live and breathe.”

Even though he wasn’t sure on Monday when Ali Martin drove into the firehouse with her son, or on Tuesday when he bumped into Natalia Dollenmeyer at the beach with her fiancé or on Wednesday when he saw Abby Clark’s, or whatever the hell her married last name is, new baby announcement on Facebook; but now he’s 100% sure the universe is not only mocking him, it’s taunting and making fun of him too.  He wishes he would have listened when the universe tried to warn him but it’s reminding him that he didn’t.

Taylor loudly says, “Come on Buck, I know you broke up with me but we can still be friends, can’t we?”

Buck doesn’t respond, he just turns around and walks out of the coffee shop.

Taylor’s right on his heels and she follows him towards the parking lot.

“Wow, I didn’t know you would completely stop talking to me.”

“Uh… I don’t think we should be talking to each other right now, I—I mean with everything that’s happened.”

“Oh, you mean my book. Don’t worry Buckley I didn’t name you specifically.”

Buck sees red and he wants to curse her out but he’s trying to remain dignified.

“Let’s not do this Taylor, please.”  He exasperatedly says.

“Let’s not do what? You mean payback?”

“Payback?  What the hell does that mean?”

Buck’s so involved in his conversation with Taylor, he’s not paying attention to the Channel 8 news crew that just pulled into the drive thru.  The cameraman starts filming when he recognizes them and he captures their entire argument on film.

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Summary: Months after Buck and Eddie were hit by the same lightning strike; they’re still struggling with the aftermath of it.  But before they make their love confessions, they’ll spend time getting to know themselves as individuals first. Eddie learns to enjoy the simple things in life as he participates in activities on his own and with new friends while Buck learns the rest of the 31-year-old deep dark family secret about his conception and birth. Their journey to forever is still a work in progress but once they finally admit they’re in love with each other, everything that follows their love confessions will be cataclysmic.

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Chapter Summaries

Chapter 1 - Eddie makes a new friend while Buck receives devastating news regarding the sperm donation he made for Connor and Kameron.

Chapter 2 - Buck does a lot of research to learn more about the abnormalities found in his red blood cells and Eddie starts a new therapy journey that’s all about him and not the traumas he’s experienced.

Chapter 3 - After more than a month, Buck and Eddie finally spend time together outside of work but it doesn’t end well and they part with a lot of uncertainty regarding their places in each other’s lives.

Chapter 4 - Will be posted soon.

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Buddie Multi-Chapter Fanfic - Hiatus Reading

Read chapters 1, 2 & 3 on AO3.

No pressure tagging: @shortsighted-owl​.

[racerchix21]

When the Waters Rise, Take My Hand

Summary: It seems poetic that water would take his life just like it took his boys away. It’s not that Eddie Diaz wants to die it’s just that since the tsunami he’s been a shell of a person.

AKA the one where Eddie has nightmares about the what ifs of the tsunami hitting the pier.

Work Text:

It seems poetic that water would take his life just like it took his boys away. It’s not that Eddie Diaz wants to die it’s just that since the tsunami he’s been a shell of a person. Five years ago today he took his son over to his best friend’s place and went to work thinking it was just a normal Thursday. Five years ago today he lost everything that ever meant anything to him so he today he’s gonna join his boys one way or another.

He creeps closer and closer to the shoreline. He feels the sand give beneath his feet. Feels the water begin to lap at his ankles as he takes the first hesitant step into the water proper. He takes another and another until the water reaches his waist. He holds his hands out in front of him and feels the coolness, lets himself be lulled into a false sense of security by the water.

““To Mom and Dad, I’m sorry I was so weak. Not the son you ever wanted.

To Abuela, Pepa, Adri, Soph, sorry I couldn’t be stronger for you. I love you with everything I have.

To Shannon, I’m sorry I wasn’t the man, the husband, the partner you needed. I’m sorry I fucked us up so badly.

To Christopher, the best thing that ever happened to me. I’m sorry I couldn’t be the father you deserved. I’m gonna join you and Buck real soon buddy.

To Chim & Hen, thank you for being my friends. My family. I loved and appreciated all of it but it’s finally time for me to go join my boys somewhere else.

To Evan, my best friend. The light of my life, I’m sorry I failed you so badly. For forcing you to leave the house with Chris when you didn’t wanna get out of bed.

To Maddie, May & Harry, I’m sorry I took your brother away from you.

To Bobby and Athena, I’m sorry I took your son away from you. If I hadn’t been so stupid and selfish Buck would still be alive.

I’m writing this because you deserve to know how much I blame myself for you guys losing Buck and Chris 5 years ago. If you’re reading this then I’m already gone to see both of them again.

Love,

Eddie “the fuck-up” Diaz””

That’s the letter his family will find when they go through his things after he’s gone. As he lets himself sink into the dark he hopes they can forgive him. Forgive him for not being strong enough to live without Buck or Chris for long. As the ocean pulls him further under with its siren song he thinks he can already hear Buck’s voice calling out to him.

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“Eddie! Eddie, wake up babe. Come on baby you gotta wake up,” Buck says shaking Eddie’s shoulder. He’d startled awake to Eddie whimpering in his sleep a few minutes before but it wasn’t until he heard his name said that’d he’d truly paid attention. He feels more than sees Eddie come to and immediately throw himself more fully into his chest. He can feel the dampness of Eddie’s chest soaking into his own tshirt and feels the warmth of tears rolling down his neck where Eddie’s face is buried.

Buck wraps an arm around his boyfriend’s waist and rests his free hand across the back of Eddie’s neck to scratch along his hairline. It seems to calm Eddie down enough that he can begin the process of figuring out what kind of fresh hell his psyche was throwing at this time. The more he tries to pull Eddie’s face out of his neck so he can see into his eyes, the more fight he’s given. “Alright baby you can lay here but I’m gonna need you to agree to talk to me at soon, okay?”

“Okay, but not right now,” Eddie mumbles against his neck. If Eddie had it his way they’d never talk about it but he knows how damn stubborn Buck is.

“Yeah baby not right now. Let’s just lay here awhile and when you’re ready I’ll listen,” Buck promises.

“Is Christopher ok,” Eddie asks after a few minutes of neither of them talking. He’s rolled back to his side of the bed but leaves an arm and a leg against Buck.

“Yeah honey he’s tucked away in his bed just down the hall. We made sure he was asleep before we came to bed, remember? He wanted you to read to him just like he did when he was younger. He’s safe and sound and if he needs something he knows where we are,” Buck reassures him. “We can go check on him if it’ll put your mind more at ease.”

“No I trust you Evan. I think I’m ready to talk about it now.”

“Ok so what happened sweetheart? You were whimpering earlier and now you’re asking about where Chris is.”

“It was a nightmare. I was walking into the ocean hoping to die. I could hear all these cruel voices talking about how it was my fault that you and Chris were on the pier when the tsunami hit. I could see the bodies in the water, hear the anguished cries as people helplessly watched loved ones be pulled under and out to sea. I was frozen watching Christopher’s crutches float by stuck on a broken board. I could hear him screaming a mixture of Dad and Buck and I couldn’t do anything to fix it,” Eddie tearfully says. Some part of him wants to burrow back into Buck to reassure himself that Buck is really there and that he’s not some hallucination Eddie’s psyche has made up.

“Baby I promise that if the water starts rising again, you’ll always have my hand to grab onto,” Buck whispers moving to stand up. When he turns to look at Eddie he can’t help but laugh at the confused puppy expression he sees as he holds his hand out for his boyfriend to take, “Come on, Eds. Let’s go look in on Chris and then I promise we’ll come back to bed and I’ll hold you while you fall back asleep or play on your phone.”

“I said I trusted you though when you said he was asleep in his room,” he tries to weakly protest even as he takes Buck’s hand and lets himself be pulled to his feet. “Ev, he’s probably sleeping and we’re gonna wake him up. If we do you’re the one who has to help him fall asleep again.”

“It’s good thing I know how to put my Diaz boys to sleep then isn’t it? I run a hand up and down his back a couple times and hum a little bit and he’ll be out like a light. Besides you and I both know that our kid is too much like you in the regard of being able to sleep through anything. Now come on!”

When Buck goes to open their door, he’s met with his favorite Diaz sleepily staring at him and the other one wrapping himself around his torso. “Hey, Chris what would you say about sleeping in our room tonight? I know you keep saying you’-“

“Yes please!,” Chris exclaims before Buck can even finish his sentence making both men chuckle.

“Alright then my boys off to bed we go,” Eddie says letting go of Buck in favor of leading the way back to bed. He gets Christopher comfortable before leaning over him to give Buck a kiss and a whispered, “Thank you, Evan.”

[leemotionalwreck]

OKAY, i’m finally watching passion (yes i know im kinda late) soooo here's me voicing my thoughts on the episode in agonizing detail:

- alya seems so done for the millionth time lol

- the picture of him in the flower wreath (?) killed me lmao

- i wonder if the pictures of adrien are ever gonna go away?? you’d think maybe since she keeps saying she’s over him that she’d take them down. just curious

- she left in her pajamas. what a queen.

- did not expect to see a short montage of adrien just randomly saying marinette’s name but i think i’m here for it??

- i’m absolutely loving the mirror art

- wait no lol did he not hear his alarm going off like two seconds after he closed the door?? especially since he’s chat noir?? idk that’s kinda funny

- there’s actually no conceivable way that gabriel ‘i’d akumtize my own son if it benefitted me’ agreste is cooking. there’s just no way

- ‘dad’??

- PANCAKES?? yea no lmao

- okayyyy nathalie standing up for adrien . slay. also the fact that she knows how he likes his pancakes is kinda sweet idk i think i love it

- what the actual fuck is gabriel on. it’s so weird and kinda unnerving. i don’t like this

- OHHHH??? i knew there was tension but him getting pinned to the counter was a pleasant surprise

- pop OFF nathalie!! i love her

- ooooooo the cataclysm mark spreading

- a ring?? lol adrien please be fr

- STOP SHE HAS THEM AS HER LOCK SCREEN?? i’m dying that’s so sweet 😭😭

- no the relationship between adrien and nathalie is actually adorable. she just wants him to be safe and happy and i love it

- adri-fine is absolute gold

- yo they’re actually so adorable help. but marinette please lol

- i will seriously always love the nickname sugarcube.

- lmao really just airing her business out, huh tikki?? slay ig

- if y’all don’t give kaalki a break…

- that’s actually so op. also her powers remind me a lot of evillustrator and i think i like it

- LMAO marinette there’s a whole akuma girl please /lh

- ok ngl i’m kinda worried he’s gonna drop her. loving this chase scene tho

- lol he threw her over the bus?? show off /j

- i kinda wonder if ladybug heard him say his heart was taken and wondered who it was?? or could she not hear anything at all?

- okay no cause five at once is so extra and for what

- her lil smile is so adorable i love her

- ooooooooo he had both miraculous at once and still had more self control than his father. absolutely love it

- AHHHHHHH i forgot how much i love when they swap. they both look so good. lady noire’s long braid is so great and i love the design for mister bug

- chdjdjdj not her flirting. get it mari.

- the way he’s so unprepared for her comments is so funny lol

- “i’m the only one that gets to pursue him.” marinette yes.

- THE GROWL??? LMAO???

- a goodbye kiss?? miss girl is down horrendously and it’s so cute

- i’m sorry marinette is killing me this ep cause why are you growling again 😭😭

- i know alya. i know.

- bro adrien and nathalie again. they have my whole heart

Final comments:

i loved it. i never really have anything all that intelligent to say about the show compared to most but this episode was really adorable and i love seeing the progression of this kinda rearranged lovesquare. plus i love a good kwami swap

[drrutherford]

If Gideon could pick ideal partners for his siblings, who would he choose?

‘Ideally’ — Gideon would want partners for his siblings that are: 

Loving

Loyal

Ethical

... Among many other traits that he thinks his siblings deserve to be the recipients of, but that mostly fall under the same umbrella of the above three virtues. It’s difficult to answer this question with respect to taken characters on the dash, because most of them are mobsters, and while he could be convinced of such a relationship for his siblings given enough time, it’s not really what he wants for them as an ideal. 

... Even if I do bc drama

Adri: For example, it meant a lot to him that Aviv, a virtual stranger to him, took care of Adri at a time where his family was in a lot of danger, even though Gideon would strongly prefer she found a non-mobster. I think he wants a ‘Provider’ type especially for Adri because she tends to fend for herself and he wants her to be able to lean on someone else for a change. Not because she needs to — but to learn that it’s ok to let others do the caring, and to feel safe enough to allow that. Still, Aviv fulfilled some of the ‘protector’ criteria he’d want a prospective partner to have in relation to his siblings, so that his own stress about their wellbeing is lowered accordingly. So even though it wouldn’t be an ‘ideal’ partner, Aviv’s selflessness and care would’ve probably won over his support in the long-run.

Yvonne: Same could be said for Theo, who is the only one of Yvonne’s partners that he’s ever really known. Despite some degree of personality clash, in some AU where Theo and Yvonne stayed together + Theo chose to remain present in his daughter’s life, Gideon’s good opinion would’ve likely been earned in the long-run, bc he would’ve fulfilled the ‘loyalty’ criteria for Yvonne. Of course, that’d be canceled out if Theo either didn’t care about the rest of Yvonne’s family dying or actively sought to ensure it... So long as that was true, he obviously wouldn’t be supportive, because any such relationship would come at the expense of other loved ones. Equally, I think for Yvonne, because she is the least mob-affiliated among his siblings, it's especially important to Gid that she end up with someone who’s similarly outside that life of crime. He really respects her for making this choice and wants it to be permanent. Since he hasn’t met another person on the dash who fulfills this criteria and/or has any relationship currently to Yvonne (that he knows of), I think he’d feel her ideal partner is still waiting in the wings.

Lara: What he wants for Lara above all, is for her to ditch the family legacy and to heal as a person. It might be completely out of touch, but I don’t think Gideon will ever give up hope for her. Towards that end, athough he sees those three virtues in Henry, I think he hesitates to want them together because he doesn’t think Henry has the gumption or the interest to pull Lara out of the mob. This has been alluded to previously in a thread between them on the dash, so I won’t go into further detail. Suffice to say, because of that, he’d prob hedge his bets in favour of Jasper, currently, because (to my v. limited knowledge) he also cares about Lara, but isn’t in the mob. On ane emo note, I think he really rooted for Amir when the two were together bc he fulfilled a lot his criteria. But after the relationship broke down and (in his biased opinion) Amir broke Lara’s heart, he lost some of his taste for the man, and (unfairly) for his next girlfriend-turned-fiancée too.

Damon: In some ways, he considers Damon to be the luckiest among his siblings, because he’s landed a woman who fulfills all three criteria. Nora’s affectionate, protective of Damon, loyal to her loved ones, and finally, she doesn’t have any suspect ties to the mob. Given he wants the best for his sibs, realistically, Gideon would be a huge supporter of Nora as a romantic partner for his brother. Before Nora, his biggest frustration with Damon was the serial cheating, and what he wanted most was for Damon to find the sort of person who would challenge him into exploring a more ‘mature’, selfless love vs flings and hookups. He’s always felt Damon and the rest of his siblings have so much love to give in their own right — and that it’s just a matter of them finding the right person to bring those higher qualities out and lead to healthy, stable romances that have longevity. 

OOC: but lbr, healthy stable romances in a mob rp?? **cat w hairball noises**

[neshtasplace]

Chapter 13

Is out for all to read, so go check it out y’all! 

https://www.patreon.com/posts/cities-of-steel-75304333

An excerpt:

“Adri! Adri!” The world tumbled and fell out from Mia’s gloomy eyes. She slammed back to reality, the realization hit her; she was being throttled by her elven partner.  Adriana grabbed Mia’s forearms to stop her.

“Yes! I’ve! Re! Turned!” She exclaimed. “Please stop trying to break my back, what happened!?” Mia stepped back the moment Adriana’s talked. She needed space, hells, she needed many things right at this moment.

“Both you and Eislia froze up, started breathing weird and then...just snapped back.” As Mia spoke, Adriana looked over to see Eislia. She was leaned over in the chair, holding her hand to her head. She looked like she was hung over.

“You didn’t wake you kind of….looked like you rose from the dead, I hated it.”

“Ok…Ok well.” Adriana took Mia’s hands. Such odd things; so soft for her, but death to many others. She raised them to her mouth and kissed the knuckles, breath spreading over callused flesh. “I’m fine, Mia, it’s ok.” She looked into those eyes and they blinked. She stunned her, she actually stunned the great queen of stabbage, Mia. The monarch of murder–Adriana was beginning to love making these nicknames for her–pulled her hands away. She stepped another step away and tossed her hair with a huff.

“Fuckin’....weirdo….I was only worried a bit. Magic shit…weirds me out.” She mumbled.

[itsnothesameasitwas]

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[sungracd]

[ palm kiss ]  –  for the sender’s muse to kiss the palm of receiver’s hand. AND / OR: [ lay ]  –  for the sender’s muse to lay next to the receiver and lay their hand in the receiver muses’ hand.

idc if you're still accepting these :knife: i am forceshipping u. also reading thru this meme was realising how tactile ayaks is dhghdjff i haven't seen a single one he wouldn't do at one point or another lmaooo

How the tables have turned .  Heat rises to their face ,  paints their cheeks a soft shade of pink they can only hope goes unnoticed .  Not because they couldn’t handle a bit of teasing ,  should Ayaks finally decide to get his revenge after all the times Adrian has (lovingly) poked fun ,  but because this tenderness isn’t something they’re used to .  And they’d rather not let that be known .

Ayaks fears nothing .  And while that might make him a fool in some aspects ,  Adrian can’t help but to admire that most about him .  He is unafraid on the battlefield just as much as he is unafraid to love ,  to feel  . . .  to express his desires .  Perhaps there is a part of them that envies as well ;  that wishes they could want ,  too ,  and not feel shame in doing so .

Adrian doesn’t pull away but they don’t feel deserving of his touch either .  There is something gentle ,  almost reverent in the way his lips press against their palm .  Though divinity still lies beneath the surface ,  they had given up godhood long ago .  What could be left for a warrior like him to admire ,  if not power ?

Conflicted ,  Adrian does what they do best  —  push aside uncertainty ,  apprehension ,  in favor of an easy smile .   “  You missed .  ”   If it’s affection Ayaks intends to give ,  they will take it .  Always .  Even if their cheeks burn with the shame of wanting more .   “  My lips are up here .  ”

[latinapoetbts]

It Was So Wrong It Was Right PT 1.

Summary: Y/N loved her twin sister and brother-in-law (KTH) more than life. She would do anything for their happiness; they were all she had after losing her parents. When her twin sister and brother-in-law (KTH) dream of starting a family together comes crumbling down, she can't say no when they ask for her help, even in the most unorthodox way. She'd never tell them no, even if it ruined her in the process.

KTH / Latina Reader Insert | 2 Part One Shot AU, Angst, Smut, 18 + Unrequited Love, Psychological Distress Master List |

********************** Part 1

I held my sister in my arms wondering how the world could be so cruel as she wept in my arms. I stroked her hair telling her just how sorry I was for her. It should have been me, not her. I didn’t even ever want kids. She wanted at least five. 

“Hey we are going to get through this, like we have everything else, ok we will look for a second opinion. We will try everything there is to try”. I rubbed her back in my attempt to sooth her.

“y/n, this is the second opinion…what am I going to tell Tae Hyung”, another sob racked through her body. I held her tightly, rocking our bodies together.

“He’s going to leave me…I don’t blame him…I can’t give him what he wants…”, my heart broke for her. 

“Adri, don’t say that. You know how much he loves you. He’d do anything for you. We are all going to figure this out. We can’t give up…”

“Give up on what?” I felt my body wince at the sound of his deep voice. I know she did not want him to find out this way. 

“Adri…babe what’s wrong”. I shifted away as tae hyung quickly scooped Adriana up in his arms. His eyes flicker up at mine as I motion with my hands, that I am leaving, he nods in response. 

“No, please stay y/n.” The sorrow in my sister's voice cemented me to where I stood. 

“Are you sure Adri?”

“Yes y/n please stay.” so of course I stayed. I listened quietly to my sister's confession that it was confirmed by the second doctor that she was not able to have children. I watched how her husband Tae hyung did everything in his power to hold his emotions but he just couldn't. He wept, holding her face to his chest. He was morning just as she was. At some point I was able to make my move to the living room and stayed for another 45 minutes till I could hear no more muffled voices. Surely they had fallen asleep tired to the emotional roller coaster. I gather my things and leave. 

“Y/n, thank you for being there for her. For Us. You have no Idea how much I appreciate it. Fuck y/n. What the fuck did we do to deserve this…”, the tears began to pool once again in his beautiful deep chocolate brown eyes. I did the only thing I knew how to do as I watched his shoulders slump and his step waiver. I held him in my arms. I cradled his tear streaked face to my chest and stroked his hair until his sobbing stopped.

“Hey, you guys are fighters. We will figure something out. I know it. I’m here for you both”. The look of pain in his eyes was devastating. 

“Thank you y/n”, he spoke softly as he kissed my cheek and I kissed saying goodbye.

“Call me if you or Adri need anything at all”. I felt my sister and her husband's home with a heavy heart. 

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3 months later

I pulled up to Adri and Tae’s home, happy to see them. I knew it had been a while since we could all hang out. That's when the two people I loved most in the world explained their plans and how they wanted me to help.

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“What? What!? You want to artificially inseminate me with your husband's cum…Tae? I…I… I …”, I was speechless. I knew they would figure something out but never had I considered this, never had I considered being their seareget. I mean no this was different, this baby would be a part of me and a part of my sister's husband tae hyung. What the fuck. I mean I did not , do not want children but to have a baby inside me growing being half my sisters husbands baby and half mine. It was just fucking werid. I needed a fucking drink.

 “Do you have any whisky?" I asked if my throat suddenly dried. After downing a drink the conversation continued.

“I wouldn't ask you if I wasn't certain I was ok with it. Y/n we are identical twins. Any children we ever have would be half of each other.” my eyes couldn't help but dart back and forth between Adri and Tae.

“And you? You're quiet”. I look at Taehyung. I bite on my lip nervously waiting for his reply.

“Are you ok knowing this baby is half mine and half yours?’ I felt my body tense at the words. 

"I mean, I’m on board; if everyone is ok with it, then I’m ok with it…I just want you y/n to be 100% sure that you're ok with having a..a… a baby with.. me… that would then give up completely to belong to Adri and me…” his face was forlorn, and his eyes pained. 

There was a very long silence as I thought more about the situation. I loved them so much and I would do anything for their happiness and her fate should have been mine. I would do this for her. 

 “I love you both so much, and although I am in shock about the ask, I'm not opposed to it; it’s just that I need time to make sure… I mean, I think we should all spend time thinking about making certain everyone is 100% on board.” 

After 3 months of intense family therapy, personal therapy, and visits to the doctor, we decided to do it. I didn’t want children ever, and the doctor had a point; since Adri and I are identical twins, any babies we had would be like each other's children anyway. We drafted legal, binding contracts that I would give over my rights to the child on the day the child was born. I was to give 3 attempts to be artificially inseminated, which is what they could afford. They also wanted to ensure I was compensated. I did not want to be compensated for doing this for my sister and her husband, but they insisted I be taken care of so that I did not have to work a lot while being pregnant and both the baby and I would be worry-free and stress-free. I found that logic is rational and within reason. Now was also the perfect time to start because I was not in a committed relationship then. 

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I was so fucking nervous. I didn't want to be here, yet at the same time, I carried a huge amount of guilt because the truth was I was too fucking thrilled to be here at this exact moment. I had fantasized about it far more times than I would like to admit, although it had been a while. I always did my best to keep the thoughts at bay, knowing just how fucked up it was to indulge in erotic thoughts of him. But he was fucking beautiful. His smile weakened my heart and soul. He was kind, sweet, intelligent, romantic, sexy and just fucking perfect. Tae Hyung, my sister's husband, was a fucking dream.

And here I am at an Airbnb rental, sitting in bed in his favorite color of lingerie, purple and crotchless, pussy shaved and dolled up to his tastes, all so that he could fuck me as much as possible over the next fucking 24 hours, ensuring it would stick. Who knew artificial insemination would fail. They wanted a baby so badly, a family to call their own, one I could give them. One that would have both their DNA because our DNA was identical.  I needed a drink, a joint, or anything that would calm my nerves. I loved my sister, but I’d be lying if I was not a little jealous of her and Tae Hyungs relationship, but I was not destructively jealous. I had come to terms with the past over 8 years ago. The cards had been dealt, and my sister got Tae Hyung, and they were absolutely perfect together and so very in love. And I was truly happy for them. If pain and pleasure can co-exist, so can happiness and longing. 

The Back Story

After 8 months, I was finally going to do it. I had a huge secret crush on the local barista guy who attended another high school than I did. I had never even told my sister because I had always felt he was out of my league and that keeping the crush to myself was better. I frequented the coffee shop where he worked two to three times a week.  I was the quiet, shy twin then, and my sister was the outgoing, confident one.  I was too late. The day I was ready to make my move and ask Tae Hyung to hang out and I was just too late. When I walked into the cafe that day, I saw her flirting and writing her phone number on his arm. It was a done deal. I stopped going to the cafe, and I gave him up. 

After two months, I returned from a summer volunteer program for rising seniors. It was a great escape, better than watching my sister and my crush fall in love. I had just arrived. I walked through our living room and into the kitchen to cook dinner for my sister because our parents were out of town for the week on my return.

“There you are. That was a fast shower…” I recognized that deep, warm voice from anywhere and my skin tingling, feeling his warm breath against my neck. I froze, feeling his arms wrap around my waist, pulling me flush against his chest; my ass aligned perfectly against his crotch; I could feel he had a semi-hard-on. I nearly melted into his touch until I felt his lips latch onto my neck, sucking.

“I can't get enough of you…” I spring into action, breaking his hold on me, turning to face him, shoving him away from me as hard as I could.

“What the hell Adri!..what’s with you, we literally nearly fucked on your couch….?” His eyes angry as he recovered from his back making contact with the wall knocking down a kitchen decoration. Wow, I really pushed him hard. 

“I– I– I’m so sorry, I just— I’m not Adri….” I covered my mouth in utter mortification at what happened. I ran past him jogging up the stairs to my room slamming the door shut and locking it. 

“Adri, what is going on…I’m sorry, please just talk to me…” I heard the sounds of his feet running up the stairs. 

“What is going on Tae?”I heard my sister's voice.

“What the hell? Adri? I was just talking with you downstairs, and you were fully dressed; now you're in a towel?” I could hear the panic and confusion in his voice. It was almost humorous.

“Tae! Oh my god! (laughter) My sister! She is home today. I forgot (laughter). Did you think she was me! That happens all the time when we are identical twins…”. I could hear my sister laughing, my heart clenching in my chest.

“Oh fuck…shit…” I heard Tae voice thick with guilt. 

“Baby, what’s wrong…

“Fuck…I thought she was you, no wonder she…wow… she is so strong…damn… I feel terrible…I’m sorry…”.

“What happened tae…?” I heard their steps descend and their voices fall away to whispers. I heard the front door open and close.

Then came the soft tapping on my room door. I open up to my sister standing there in a towel.

“So I hear you met my boyfriend….” I playful smile on her lips.

“So what do you think? He’s so fucking hot right? Who would have known that eye candy was working down the street from us at the local coffee shop!”

She walks in, sitting on my bed, telling me how they met and filling me in on their time together in the last two months. I knew that day in my room I had to let him go. It was no one’s fault but mine; I waited too long. It was also that day that I vowed I would never live in fear and I would take risks. 

Present Time:

Two hours had passed since Tae Hyung was supposed to arrive. I didn't dare text my sister. Maybe he had changed his mind. Hell, I wanted to run out of here every sound I heard, thinking that it was him coming into the room. It felt so wrong, treacherous, crazy what the three of us agreed to do. It felt insane; I was terrified I’d lose them both. Once we did this, there was no going back. Being their surrogate was one thing, but fucking my sister's husband, fucking the one who got away, was a whole other thing. Maybe I should have told her, told her he was the one that got away; perhaps we should have told the family therapist our plan; hell, I should have told my therapist. I should have told my therapist what was being asked of me, that the insemination did not work, and that my sister wanted me to fuck her husband. But she didn’t want us to talk to anyone; she didn't want us to be influenced by people who “just won't understand us''.” Another two hours passed; maybe he was not coming, or they both changed their minds. Any sane person would say that is the best option; they should just adopt or find another surrogate, for fuck sake. 

Then I heard the door open. I clutched my robe more tightly, and he was here. I didn't know what to do with myself; I had already ordered room service because I was hungry and needed to eat my emotions. My sister did not want Tae Hyung or me to drink alcohol or any type of prescription drugs or drugs to make sure “the conception is free of any toxins.” But I needed something to help me relax. I stood at the bedroom door, hearing rustling, the fridge opening, what sounded like ice. Another 15 minutes passed, and I couldn't take it anymore. I took a deep breath, opened the door, and walked into the living clutching my rob tightly at my best to ensure that I had no cleavage showing. As I rounded the corner, I saw him sitting motionless, in sweats and a white t-shirt he waves tousled. I watched him bring a glass of caramel-colored liquid to his mouth. I knew it was whiskey on the rocks, his favorite. I strolled towards the adjacent couch, sitting quietly, not making eye contact. What could I say honestly? I had nothing to say other than listen to my heart pounding in my chest. 

“Do you want a drink?” His deep voice breaking the silence but sounding so emotionless, so unlike him. 

“Sure– I’-ll have whatever you are having…”, I answered, still not looking at him. 

“I brought your favorites, do you want mojito flavor or mango?” He asked, walking into the kitchen.

“Thank you - that was thoughtful. We are not supposed to drink right? So I’ll just have a little”, my words are soft and low, I barely recognize my own voice. 

“Y/N, I have already been drinking, and I don’t give a fuck what Adri say’s about this, she doesn;t understand…” His voice was agitated but I knew his tone was not meant to hurt me or directed at me. I chuckled out of nervousness and his whole, “fuck what she said” response. 

“In that case I’ll start with a mojito —-”. I smile, enjoying  a little bit of light heartedness in the moment. It’s when he returned with my drink that I saw it in his eyes. A similar look that must mirror his. Lost, scared and shocked and I saw that his eyes were slightly glazed over. He must have had several drinks before he made it here. And when he handed me his drink I smelled him his amazing cologne and weed, not a bad combo. 

“Sorry I was late, I wanted to make sure I was in the right head space…and I wanted to fuck my wife one last time before anything happens….before….fuck….”. I watched him place his head in his hands. I couldn't help but move to his side, my body standing and then kneeling in front of him, reaching for his hands, pulling gently away, and bringing his head up to my eye level by tilting his chin. His eyes remained closed, my hands cupping his cheeks. I could feel him lean into my touch, tears streaming down his cheeks. 

“Hey…we are going to get through this together, and it will all be worth it in the end. You and Adri will have a beautiful baby…you’ll get the start of the family you always wanted together…”. 

“That’s exactly what she told me, y/n…god you guys are so much alike….”. He finally opened his eyes, leaning away from me and wiping his tears looking at the ceiling.

“Ok. Let's do this.” I couldn’t help but provide a tight lip smile at the sound of such a transaction. It was raw and painful, and somehow, I felt like I was selling myself at someone else's expense. Then they were this boiling-up anticipation of what I had fantasized about him fucking me relentlessly, and then there was the heavy feeling of guilt and wrongness. I just couldn't get it out of my head. It was so wrong. So So fucking wrong. I followed him to the master bedroom, still clutching my robe and drink. He walked in front of my drink in his hand and bag in the other. 

After laying his bag down he pulls a vape from his pocket, turning it on and handing it to me.

“It will vibrate when it's ready. I grabbed it with my hand, my robe falling open at the top, exposing the swell of my breast, overflowing the purple babydoll bralet. I watched his eyes fall to my chest; I couldn't conceal my rapid breathing, causing my breast to heave up and down. I go to quickly close the top of my robe.

“Don’t. Just leave it like that… Please…”

I nod in silence, feeling the vape vibrate in my hand, raising it to my lips and taking a hit. He watches me. His eyes flicker from my mouth to my breast and back again as he takes large drinks of his whiskey on the rocks. My eyes fell from his eyes to his lips and then to his neck, watching his Adam’s apple bob and the veins in his hands flex at how hard he must be holding that whiskey glass. 

There we were, frozen in time, both knowing what needed to happen, terrified to move.

****************** Part 2 coming soon! What do you think?

Master List

[thr-333]

Just Another Class Trip :)  Part 2

Marinette sacrifices Adrien and then steals his alter ego.

First<>Next

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With the help of the staff Marinette is directed to the room she will be sharing with Chloe and Kagami. It was meant to be two to a room, but yada yada Lila yada yada medical condition yada yada tears= Lila gets her own room.

“Marinette,” Kagami spots her first, rising from the couch.

“Mari!” Chloe vaults over the couch and hug tackles her, Marinette barely moves an inch, “You should have heard all the shit Lila was saying on the way here, you’d think it be enough she got the class to leave you behind!”

“Perhaps it’s best if you do not,” Kagami pulls Chloe off her, “You didn’t answer your phone,”

“Flat,”

“Bags?”

“Stolen,”

“Lila?”

“Probably,”

“Well lucky for you housekeeping dropped this by earlier,” Chloe hands her a box, inside filled with essential items, tooth brush, hair brush, even a pair of pyjamas, along with a note

‘Courtesy of the Waynes, for Miss Marinette Dupain-Cheng’

“Must be a generic package,” She had shrugged off the bellhops earlier saying her bags were lost.

“Well since you don’t have to unpack, help me with this,” Chloe leads her over to their kitchen that might actually be bigger than her houses.

On the counter beauty products are lined up along with random ingredients.

“We’re making face masks!”

“Correction, Chloe is making face masks,” Kagami scolds, “I argued that sleep would be more effective,”

“And yet you didn’t go to sleep,” Chloe teases, mashing up avocado.

“Well not without you,” Kagami smirks, making Chloe blush, but it’s not like her to back down.

“Awe, you’d wait for me~” Chloe relishes in the blush dusting Kagami's cheeks.

Marinette dry heaves, wondering how long they were going to keep pretending to flirt like this, each too stubborn to back down. They have been doing this more and more recently, great that they were more comfortable around each other but…

“How about we go to bed,” Marinette disturbs their challenging stares.

“Not without Kagami,”

“I already used that one,”

“I never said we’d use the bed for sleeping~”

“Hey!” Her exclamation doesn't get them to drop their staring contest, “Do either of you know what room Adrien is in?”

“End of the hall,” They both answer, not looking at her.

“Great,” Marinette hastily grabs her bag and the box, she could get ready in Adrien's room, away from the weirdness.

She practically runs down the hall, ignoring her Kwami’s snickering.

“Mari!” Adrien throws the door open for her, “Did everything go ok, you didn’t answer your phone, you look upset,”

“Sorted everything out with security no problems, Phones dead, Bag stolen,” She plops down on the couch next to Nino, “Chlo and Kags are driving me crazy,”

“How long have you been back?” She looks down at her watch.

“Three minutes,”

“Are they doing that thing again?” Adrien, Kwami bless him hands her a mug of coffee.

“Yep,” She takes a sip from the mug, she retracts that blessing “Betrayal! This isn’t coffee!”

“It’s hot chocolate,” Adrien is in the kitchen fixing another mug, “You need to go to bed, and coffee will keep you up,”

No she needed to go on patrol, and a coffee is vital to her surviving it.

“What’s up with Chloe and Kagami?” Nino takes off his headphones.

“They started teasing each other by jokingly flirting but their both too stubborn to back down," Marinette sighs, downing half the mug of hot chocolate so she can get herself a damn coffee, "So they get uncomfortable then we get uncomfortable and its overall very uncomfortable,”

“I think it’s kind of funny,” Adrien sits down next to her, mug in hand.

“It would be if they both weren’t horrible at flirting,” She steals the mug away from him taking a sip.

That is not coffee, that is sugar disguised as a liquid

“That’s the funny part,” Adrien smiles as she hands back the mug,

“Touche Agreste, Touche,”

“If you wanted you could sleep in my room,” Nino offers, oh so innocently.

“Thank’s Nino, but I would rather Alya not kill me,”

“Nah dude, I was going to stay with Alya anyway Madame Bustier wont mind,” Yeah their teacher really should learn not to trust teenagers, "So you can have my room,”

“Nino you are a godsent,”

Nino cleans up his few thrown about items and bids them adieu. Marinette was glad they could still talk, maybe they were even still friends. When you have the devil in one ear and her loyal sidekick in the other it is actually kind of impressive they still have a friendly relationship.

“So how’s your day been?” Marinette gathers up the strength to start a conversation after making her own coffee, and her mouth was only very burnt from chugging a hot drink.

“Good, Chloe took us to a supermarket, I brought a bunch of american snacks!”

Indeed he had, Marinette watches in mild horror as he plops bags full of junk food in front of her.

“I didn’t realise we were feeding an army,” Adrien starts rooting through the bags, “If a super villain comes after you because you brought all their favourite snacks in Gotham I’m not protecting you,”

“I’d just share with them,” Adrien hums, chomping down on a chocolate bar.

“... Yeah that could work,” Dear Kwami I have to protect this sunshine child,  “Maybe,”

“Oi, don’t eat too much, I don't want to have to re tailor your outfit for the runway,” She teases, regretting it immediately as Adrien's shoulders sag.

“Sorry,”

“Adri I’m kidding,”  She places a hand on his shoulder smiling gently, “I already made the measurements a bit bigger so you’re good.

“Have I ever told you you’re the best?”

“Not enough you haven't,” Marinette huffs in mock offence, “Now eat,”

She shoves the chocolate bag in his face, getting it all over his cheek. They both start laughing as Adrien tries to get his revenge. They end up falling off the couch, Marinette on top of him. Adrien is blushing a bright red, Marinette just grins and shoves the chocolate in his face before getting up.

She could almost laugh at how her younger self would react to that. It wasn't as if she didn’t like Adrien, well maybe not in that way anymore, she honestly hadn't put that much thought into it lately. Things just got busy she supposed, Akumas got harder, then she became the guardian, she started her fashion career. Actually her fashion career might be at fault.

Gabriel had started lending Adrien to model for her more and more. The man stepping further and further back from the fashion world, or the world in general, over the years for whatever the reason. At first she had been a blushing mess around Adrien, not directing him properly and making her work suffer for it. Overtime she had learnt how to handle it, getting less flustered every time they worked together. Now that she thought about it, when she had revealed her identity as MDC Adrien didn’t seem surprised; maybe her work attitude had bled into her regular life well before then.

Marinette is washing the chocolate off when a knock sounds at the door. Neither feel like walking to it so shout out ‘come in’. That turned out to be a mistake as Lila bursts into the room. How were they supposed to know Lila would actually knock?!

“Marinette you slut!” Lila all but screeches.

“Lila, you don’t have an audience and neither of us believe you,” Marinette comes out of the bathroom, already bored of the conversation she really needed to go, Lila and Marinette both.

“Well just wait, tomorrow the whole class is going to know what you did,” Lila gets up in her face, so close she can smell her perfume.

No not Lila's perfume her perfume.

“Right, sorry to say but there’s worse rumours than sleeping with a supermodel,” Marinette tries to edge her way around Lila, good excuse as any to dip out for patrol.

“Not if I say you forced him,” Lila looks way to self satisfied for what she is implying

I think the fuck not

“Nah,” Adrien shrugs, getting Lila’s ire turned on him, a noble sacrifice indeed.

“Nah?” Lila looks livid, “What do you mean Nah !”

“I’d just say I wanted to,” Adrien stays calm with Lila's face inches from him, Marinette gives him the thumbs up as she edges closer to the door, Adrien nods back.

She loved this version of the high road

“After all Marinette's super pretty and talented,” Adrien gushes, Marinette grins at the face Lila must be making, “Honestly your lie is so unbelievable, why would she ever go for someone like me?”

Marinette closes the door on Lila’s cursing response, saying a quick word of praise for Adrien's bravery and sacrifice.

At least he gets to see Lila’s reaction when she realises I’m gone

Marinette uses a back door of the hotel to get to the street, not wanting the staff to stop her and warn about the dangers. She skips along looking for a good place to change. The city was actually kind of beautiful at night, she feels drawn to it in a strange way.

“Marinette!” Tikki looks out from her scarf, “You forgot the Miracle box,”

“Shoot!” She looks back to the hotel, a few blocks away from it by now, “It’ll be fine Tikki I leave it at home all the time,”

“You’re not at home right now,” Tikki looks worried, those are her friends after all, “It’s a guardians duty-”

Marinette tries not to groan, she really does.

“I know Tikki, I know,” She looks over the buildings surrounding her, feeling a deep itch to see Gotham from the rooftops “But can’t I just be myself for once, not the guardian?”

“You are the guardian,” Tikki insists, before sighing, “Which means you can make your own decisions regarding the miracle box,”

“Thank you Tikki,” She hugs the little Kwami, “I promise to be back super quick, I just have to stop one bad guy, an eye witness account of Starling so I don’t just appear randomly, I won’t even need to go on patrol again after this,”

“Alright Marinette, I trust you,” Tikki nuzzles her cheek, easing Marinette's conscience.

With that she ducks out of sight to get changed. Her costume is pretty simple really. All she had to do was pull her infinity scarf up, discrete holes allowing her to see. She turns her skirt inside out to a black side, with white, purple, and blue detailing to stick to her Starling namesake. The skirt pulls over her shoulders, a zip down the middle allowing her more movement, and a zip to form a secret hood.

Ready to go she climbs up to the roof, super strength and speed making roof hopping easier. She supposed if someone looked too hard they would be able to piece together pieces of her costume but her ‘cape’ hides the detailing of her shirt. Besides if she has her way she won’t have to use this identity ever again, but she rarely has her way.

About ten minutes into her search through Gotham she spots a broken window. Not notable except that the lights are on. She lowers herself onto the fire escape and sure enough someone is being held at gunpoint.

“Excuse me,” Both people jump, spinning to look at Starling casual sitting on the broken glass on the window sill, “You seem to have a very rude house guest on your hands,”

“Who the hell are you!?” The burglar turns their gun on her.

“Just a stray passing through,” She gives a bright smile, and a very Chat like bow, “Starling at your service… milady,”

If I’m going Chat I might as go full Chat Noir, hope he doesn't file a lawsuit against me

“Ummm,” The woman looks very confused, but not as confused as the burglar.

“Would you like me to remove him from your home?”

“Ah… yes?”

With another smile Starling makes her move. In the split second it takes the burglar to register her offer she's standing in front of him. The gun moves a second too late as she ceases his arm, her strength being as good as handcuffs. She hits a pressure point her Aunt taught her to make him drop the gun, kicking it away. Pinning the man's arm behind his back she spins him around, zip tying his hands.

“What the fuck!!”

“That’s no kind of language,” Starling reprimands, pushing him towards the window, “Now apologise,”

“What?! No way fuck you!” Starling grins, hooking a bungee cord to his shirt.

“Alright then, bye!” She pushes him out the window.

His screaming doesn't stop even when she watches as he bounces back up, dangling out the window. She grins.

Ladybug would never get away with that

Tying the other end of the cord to a post, she double checks to make sure everything is secure before turning back to the victim.

“So sorry about the rude intrusion milady,” She bows again, in jest, “Have you contacted the police?”

“Yeah… what are you?”

“A Starling bird,” Starling spins, showing off her cape, the patterning placed to resemble wings, “I though the name would be a dead give away,”

“Yeah, but what are you? A Bat? Vigilante?”

“Vigilante yes, Bat not so much,” Starling can see as she looks more cautious after that, “Just happened to be passing through Gotham when I saw you in need of assistance,”

“Right... ok then...” She sits down, letting herself slump over the couch, “Ugh, this has been a terrible day,”

“How so?” Starling eyes up the kitchen, “Besides from mister bungee jump out there,”

“I was almost out of work this afternoon when a new rumour about the Wayne's blew up,” Starling nods along, turning the oven on and picking out ingredients.

“I work in the PR department at Wayne tower, do you have any idea how hard that is?!” Starling shakes her head finding a bowl but no measuring cups, she could just estimate.

“They have new bruises everyday,” Starling does look up to that, very concerned, “Don’t worry it’s not abuse or anything, they really are just dumbasses,”

Starling snickers a little bit at that, pouring in ingredients like second nature.

“I once asked mister Drake why he had a giant bruise on his forehead, he told me he passed out at his desk and just slammed into it!” Starling does laugh at that one, “Like?! How am I supposed to tell people that without sullying the Wayne name?”

“I think its funny,” She did clearly not agree, Starling changes the subject as she starts mixing “What was the problem today?”

“Nothin much really someone took pictures of mister Drake talking and giving a ride to some girl with black hair and blue eyes, and now everyone thinks she’s a Wayne,”

“That’s all it takes?” She starts placing the cookie dough on the baking tray, “Maybe I should apply?”

“Nah, you’d sooner be Batman's kid than Bruce Wayne's,” She cracks the first smile Starling has seen so far, “He’s got the same amount of kids, if not more,”

“Maybe they should share custody?” Starling puts the cookies in the oven, “Double the number each,”

“Yeah, how about no?” She smiles more, which is good, “I can’t imagine having to explain away the bruises the Bat kids get,”

Starling smiles, the sound of sirens now drawing close.

“I guess that's my cue to leave Milady,” Starling jumps up onto the window sill, the burglar still shouting below, “Take the cookies out in fifteen minutes,”

“Hey,” Starling looks back, “Thank you,”

“No problem,” Starling sends a dazzling smile, “Good night, Milady,”

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[purplehawke]

✨🦝session newsletter🦝✨

(lovingly compiled by ash)

Diagnoses:

miranda: jock

adri: schrodinger's therapist

harper: baron of mischief

nik: president of cool sins

allie: accidentally the wrong allie

bo: the presence?

ashton: cacophonous charmer/theatre kid/"wrong"

Quotes:

"sorry i made you king and all, but...... kind of cute of you"

"are you sure they can't be at least a little sexy? like in a sickly-sexy sort of way?" "i've already given you one sickly-sexy man"

"i would like to ask the king. why are you mad."

"i have an idea... i was just talking about this with my friends earlier..... have you ever heard of democracy"

"i will say, i wandered out into the darkness at about 12 too, and i turned out just fi--" "He Really Didn't."

"ignore them, this is just a former pretend lover's spat"

"i think our child grew up..." "and now she's in jail"

"a 22 is pretty high, but you are trying to sell a form of government"

"nima, my darling, roll two d20s for me" "is this to find out if her dads still love her?"

"we could be just like a group of dads" ".....and that's where we're gonna end tonight's session"

"ok ok ok, so like, imagine this: there's two trees, right, and one of them is like. taking it, you know?" "okay..... yeah.... but how is this relevant to what we're doing right now?"

✨@greenwitching ✨ @alliecatstrophe✨ @floralshark ✨ @inadistantworld ✨ @orallech✨ @serkonans ✨

[lordbib]

Hi lord, are you still accepting asks? If so, 7,22,25,30. Have a great day!

7. 3 fruits that you love the most

1. mango!! its my grandpas favorite and whenever i go to my grandparents house he still cuts it up for me. My favorite is mangga gedong which is more colourful and is the best manggo in general

2. Durian!! its good and its not stinky i love it. i also used to eat this with my grandpa on ramadan after we break the fast.

3. Longan! they're nice and sweet and i can eat a lot of them like rlly fast. i can finish a pack of them in an hour or less hdjsgf.

honorable mention (im too indesicive leave me alone): raspberries! best berry fight me

22. 3 movies/books/tv shows that made you cry

ok but disclaimer EVERYTHING makes me cry

1. Inside out. Bing Bong. Traumatic.

2. Banana Fish. Self explanatory i was sobbing by the second episode holy shit it was bad. 9th episode i had to take 2 days not continuing out of sadness.

3. A Silent Voice. this hit me HARD i was sobbing baddd. Just how symbolic and how it explains the two povs of bully and bullied is just amazing. Go watch it.

25. 3 people you’d never get tired of

i cant choose so this will be like 20 dif ppl

1. My cousins Adri, Nay, and Jin. (tbh especially Jin) jhsdf. We've been really close since we were babiess. Me and Jin are 6 months apart in age and went to school together for like 10 years so yaa we basically saw each other everyday. Adri and i are further apart in age so i dont share my secrets as much with her then i do with Nay and Jin. Nay and i are reallyy close but not as close as me and Jin. Also Nay is currently in boarding school so sadly i only talk to her every two weeks or so.

2. Irls! my friends from my old school who ive known for 8+ years, and also friends from my current school!! Me and the girls from my old school still talk everyday and vc sometimess we have weekly zoom game times. Also my closest friend Sha who isnt answering my dm rn smh (thats a joke shes in school hihi) she is the one who got me into kpop (suprise i like kpop i might post more abt it later on)

3. proceeds to tag all of the levihan server naur but i genuinely never get tired of them hdjfg. let me attempt this hollup. @gremlinelrics @immagoudaboi @callantry @solborealis @mello-jello my lovely parents <3 love u all. also @glassesandswords and @renrampant are technically also my parents but Rens also my sister. dont question it our family tree is a tumbleweed. @snudootchaikovsky my dear grandma <3 @thexanwillshine my dear mother <3 holy shit how will i do this @malunggaybe @lilnazx @mashedpotatoforhanjo @thehyscriptures my dear siblings <3 and also all of these ppl:

@chili-aux @oyzoe @bluesylveon2 @cherryhatesmaths @djmarinizelablog @clickerisha @agoldenheartedsnkfan @free-pancakes @fanmoose12 and so many others i absolutely love with my heart but im way too scared to tag them omg scer sorry for the tag love u all sm <3 i would never get tired of all of u the server is very dear to my heart and i love u all <33

30. 3 moments you could never forget

(ill leave the trauma out of this hsdhs)

1. moving from my school of 10 years and also my friends of 10 years (during a goddamned pandemic too) but it was genuinely a sad and memorable moment a lot of experiences at that school and with those people are also very memorable

2. eids at my grandparents with my family eating, talking, playing. The last 2 eids we havent been able to do that because of the pandemic so i miss it a lott.

3. holidays with my mom! Theyre always really fun

[piristephes]

Hellenic Divination - Ornithomancy

 Khairete, friends!

 By request of a lovely friend of mine (Hey, Adri) I decided to write down what I know of divination. However, I must say that the pagan Tumblr community has no shortage of content on the arts of predicting the future! You can find plenty awesome posts about the art of reading cards (cartomancy) or even bone-throwing techniques that will give you omens that you’ve been seeking.

 Regardless of wheter you are a hellenic polytheist or not, this post may suit your needs of a very particular kind of divination: Ornithomancy - the art of divination that studies omens delivered by birds.

 But before we get to why in the name of Apollon would you like to watch birds flying to predict if that job interview will turn out ok as you’re trying to survive admist a deadly plague ravaging the entire planet, I feel like we need to define why Ornithomancy (called Augury by the romans) is a thing in the first place.

The seer, Calchas, about to sacrifice Iphigenia to the goddess Artemis, who saves her and replaces the girl with a deer to be sacrificed in her place.

For starters, ornithomancy is quite the fancy word - ornithos (bird) and mantis (seer) - but it serves its purpose: This divination art is practiced by watching birds fly in the search of various omens regarding your inquire. One of the most well known examples of a ornithoskopos (literally bird interpreter) is the mythic seer Calchas from the Illiad, who was regarded as the best in the art, his abilities so praised that it is said that he could tell past, present and future just by watching the omens of the Gods admist the birds.

 But why birds? One may ask.

 Sarah Iles Johnston’s Ancient Greek Divination tell us that birds inhabit both the earthly domain and the heavenly domain, being capable of delivering omens from the Gods to us. As a matter of fact in Hellenic Polytheism plenty Gods have sacred animals which you really would like to look into if you’re asking for some sort of sign from the Theoi. Crows for Apollon, certain species of owls to Athena, others to Hades, roosters and vultures for Ares...That list goes on and on.

 Reading unusual signs is a valid way to interpret signs of the Gods, really. In a A Companion to Greek Religion by Daniel Ogden there’s quite the list of the complex divinatory ways of Ancient Greece. But, to list a few, one could watch out for signs in nature, natural phenomena, body signs and animal behaviour. Watching birds was but one of the many fields of specialization a mantis would seek out in order to predict the future.

 Some authors, like Plutarch in On The Cleverness of Animals, tell us that the Gods sometimes warn us through the usage of birds, sending signs in our way of various meaning through the flight of birds. Alexandra Nikaios, a brazilian hellenic polytheist of the RHB - Brazilian Hellenic Reconstructionism tell us that an inscription of a sanctuary of Artemis in Ephesus (current Turkey) from the 5th or 6th century BCE offer details on how to read the bird omens, just as many other sources like Hesiod on Works and Days, advising a farmer to “judge the birds” before taking an important decision.

So how does one do it?

 Usually a mantis could ask the Gods, pray for Zeus for some signs or spontaneously spot an unusual bird activity. Sometimes the seers would prefer to sit in a proper and sacred place to do it, others would do it anywhere. The various sources here listed will vary in some accounts, but most agree in some very valid points like:

Coming from the right side. - Good omen. Coming from the left side. - Bad omen.

The Greeks would look to the north to seek for answers, where as the Romans would look to the South.

Coming in your way - Good sign. Coming from behind you - Bad sign.

 All of the above could change depending on the bird or the question you’re asking. Now take into account some valid questions when going through an ornithomantic session.

Is the bird associated with some particular deity?

How commonly do I see this bird around?

How was the bird behaving? Was it flying, roosting or just jumping around?

Was it only one bird or an entire flock?

What was the colour of the birds I observed?

Does this bird mean something in particular to me or to my culture?

If I was that bird, doing what it was doing, what does that mean to me?

 Those questions may enlighten you on what kind of omens you’re receiving, it differs from person to person, really. A hummingbird would be a lovely sight for someone, where as here in the brazilian northeastern state of Sergipe if one enters your home three times in a row it could mean incoming death - possibly by a heart attack.

This is a highly personal kind of divination with several things to take into account but I really like it. The Gods delivered some of the most dramatic signs to me in the form birds flying around or doing unusual things. The first time I received a sign it was night, I was by the lagoon and my heart was aching with some decisions that I took regarding a toxic friend of mine - so I prayed to Athena and Apollon, asking for some sort of sign. And then boom, an owl flied over me towards the north and screeching very loudly into the gloomy night.

 In that moment I felt the confirmation that I was doing the right thing on not talking to this friend anymore! Right now, however, I could interpret it differently: It was a barn owl, or a Rasga-Mortalha (Pall-tearer, quite an ominous name) as we call it here in Brazil. Taking into account what followed during such year I could say it meant “Yeah you’re taking a wise decision but by no means expect this to be an easy route”

So, yeah, it can be quite the dramatic way of predicting the future.

But historically speaking it’s been such a huge part of divinatory history! It’s a very strong method of looking into the will of the Gods and communicating with Them.

If you have any more additions, feel free to enrich this post with even more information. May Apollon bless you with wisdom when trying to do divination and good luck!

Sources used: Ornitomancia (by Alexandra Nikaios); Ancient Greek Divination by Sarah Iles Johnston; The Seer in Ancient Greece by Flower Michael; Works and Days by Hesiod; A Companion to Greek Religion by Daniel Ogden; On The Cleverness of Animals by Plutarch.