#and by the end of the class I'd made a few friends 🥺

[becca-e-barnes]

Hi Becca! I would literally die for you blog. It’s my go to any time I need some good self care😉. You’re incredibly talented!

But I’ve had this idea bouncing around in my head. It boils down to just Bucky and cock warming. Like the reader is on him begging for more but he is just having way to much fun playing with their clit to start moving. Making them cum on him with out thrusting once.

Just an idea I thought you might like. I love you work, have a great day!!

I'm really glad you've been enjoying my stuff so much!! That's so sweet!💗 and I keep getting told I can get ✨filthier✨ so I'd love to mess with this is little bit

Because I love the thought of Bucky making you start off with a dildo that's just a little bit smaller in size than he is. Maybe one of those dildos with a suction cup on the bottom so it's stuck on a wooden chair.

"Good girl, take it all." He encourages, kneeling between your legs, watching your cunt greedily swallow the toy. It's a sight he doesn't often get to see and he's really not sure why he doesn't make a point of watching it more often.

You whine quietly, feeling the toy bottom out. Your ass makes contact with the cool, varnished wood beneath you and you can't help but roll your hips a little, enjoying the feeling of the tip rubbing against your velvety walls.

"If I wanted you to fuck yourself on that, I'd tell you to. Did I tell you to?" Bucky's voice has a sharp edge that almost knocks you out of your daze.

"N-no... But-" You begin, trying to justify your movement but he cuts you off.

"No. So don't. I want you to keep your cunt stuffed and take what I give you." He watches up at you as he presses your knees apart, keeping his eyes on your face until he can't bare it anymore.

You gasp quietly at the feeling of his hot breath on your exposed, slick sex and there's nothing you can do but whimper at the feeling of his tongue gently grazing your clit.

Fuck, it's good. It's not long before he's licking you like he's starving, lapping and sucking gently on your clit before forcing your legs wider apart to lick your arousal from the base of the toy.

"Bucky, please. Please let me move." You didn't mean to sound so pathetic but with each lick, you get closer and closer to an orgasm you won't be able to stop. An orgasm you've been warned you're not allowed to have.

You're almost surprised he takes pity on you, giving you permission to get off the toy. He removes it from the chair and sits down in it's place, offering his cock as a replacement.

You sit back down as you had earlier with your back to his chest but you can't help but feel amazed at how much better his dick feels. He's slightly bigger and while that's nice, nothing beats the way he throbs inside you and the hot, breathy groans against your ear at the feeling of your body taking all of him.

"Such a good girl." He smirks against your neck, littering your skin with kisses between his soft praises. You feel one of his hands on your chin, gently directing you to look to your right, over in the direction of the full length mirror.

The reflection you're looking at makes your walls flutter involuntarily because fuck, you really are stuffed full of his cock and he's making sure you're not able to fully enjoy it yet.

With one hand still holding your head in place, making sure you keep watching, Bucky's free hand trails down between your legs, flicking and rubbing your clit again.

"Oh f-fuck." You whine, watching Bucky's smirk widen. You can't sit still. You just can't. You want to grind your hips and take what you need and in that moment, his pleasure and all the instructions he's given you come second. You need to get off, consequences be damned.

"Don't even fucking think about it." He warns, delivering one harsh slap to your clit. It's not overly hard but it's enough to shock you. "You know you're not allowed to cum. I want to feel this pretty pussy dripping first. Don't worry though. Once you're wet and messy enough, I'll fuck you stupid on the carpet, right in front of the mirror. Want you to watch yourself cum so hard you forget your own name."

[strangerthings64]

Eddie Munson x F Reader

Warnings: Mention of bad parents, and bad boyfriends. Yeah nothing else really just LOTS of fluff!

Word Count: 1k+

Description: Reader realizes she's in love with Eddie after he ties her shoes for the first time. So she starts making it a habit of walking with her shoe untied for him to tie and he catches on.

A/N:  I saw this concept of Eddie stopping to tie Reader's shoes and I just had to make a fic about this because if that ain't love, I don't know what is!! 💕🥺

(P.S I also listened to this song while writing this and the part where he says “thought I could live without romance, until you came to me.” omg that part was so good I love Elvis’s music!!)

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(y/n)’s Pov

If someone had told me I'd end up falling in love with my best friend,  Eddie "The Freak" Munson I'd call them crazy, but here I was standing with my arms full of books and Eddie suddenly stopping me,  getting down on his knees and tying my shoes.

"Your gonna fall and break a tooth if you keep walking around like this Sweetheart," he said chuckling as you stare at him wide-eyed, mouth gaping a bit.

"No, I'd never fall in love with anyone ever, people disappoint me." I had told Eddie time and time again when he would ask me during our lunch at our "secret table” in the woods. He’d ask me if I had a crush on anyone in the school and he always got the same answer but yet he still seemed to ask at least once a month.

No, I'd never fall in love... But here I was staring at him as he tied my left shoe, then my right, and then looked up at me with those beautiful brown eyes and pearly white smile. And suddenly my heart was beating a thousand miles per hour, with no signs of slowing down. And my hands were getting clammy, the books in my arms threatening to fall but no way in hell was I about to let them fall and hit Eddie's beautiful face.

"You good, (y/n/n)?" he asked, standing up and tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear.

"U..Um, Yeah I'm fine just a bit lost in thought" you replied giving him a small smile, he nods.

"Then shall we get to class?" 

"Yup let's go Eds"

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Ever since that moment with Eddie a few months ago, I've been falling head over heels for him and I wanted more than anything to be his, but to ask him was to face rejection and I sucked with rejection. Plus I was sure he didn't like me he was always very flirtatious with a lot of people he had been that way even when I first met him two years ago.

But it wasn't gonna stop me from loving him. Almost every couple of days for the last four months Eddie would stop, get down on his knees and tie my shoe never minding or finding it annoying that I always somehow had my shoes untied.

And when he did it, my heart would flutter like a thousand butterflies in an open field. God if only he knew what he did to me. If only he knew how quickly I'd fallen for him, despite never really feeling like this before it felt like I have loved him my whole life. Yes I've had a few boyfriends before but they were just heartbreakers, never staying for long.

But with Eds it was different, He is different than the rest of them. He cares about me like no other,  always going out of his way to make sure I was happy and taken care of. Knowing how my home life was and how it wasn't always the best and how cruel my family could be and how low they could make me feel. He always made sure I felt the exact opposite of that.

I don't know why it took me so long to fall in love with him it wasn't like I didn't find him attractive, he’s always been beautiful and I’ve always notice how kind he was despite being see as the complete opposite. Everything about him was inviting so why did it take me this long to realize I love him? I think maybe it was just my guarded heart, but somehow he managed to melt this heart of iron.

And God if he ever found out why my shoes were always untied I swear I'd just pass away right then and there, definitely a good thing he hasn't caught on yet which meant I could continue to do it without any suspicion from him. 

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Eddie's Pov

Four months ago I had gotten down on my knees in front of (y/n) to tie her shoes so she wouldn't fall, and I gotta admit it was one of the best decisions I had ever made. Because here I was now, walking down the halls and there she was again walking down the halls with her miss-matched socks peeking out and her untied shoes, her eyes glued to the book in her hands. And I swear she was the most beautiful person I’ve ever laid my eyes on.

And This was the four-time in the last week that I'd seen her with untied shoes. Ever since she'd walked around with her shoes untied that day, it had started to be a common occurrence. she'd never been this way before but i was like suddenly she had a longing for face planting and getting hurt.

Eventually, I caught onto her schemes and plans very early on. I had one day overheard her friend Robin talking to Dustin in the hallways, about how she was purposely untying her shoes so I could tie them for her whenever I'd spot her throughout the day. I'll admit It was a bit confusing and I didn't know why she did it, but the girl I've been in love with since the day I met her, wanted me to tie her shoes, there was no way I'd turn that down ever.

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"Really sweetheart, again with the untied shoes? How many times do I have to tie your shoes in a week? you’re gonna end up hurting yourself one day." I said smiling at her, she lifts her head up her precious smile making a way onto her face.

Getting down to tie her shoes, I start by taking both of the laces on her left foot tying them and ending with the signature bunny ears, then moving to the right and doing the same on that side just as I always do whenever I tie her shoes.

"It's almost like you want me to tie your shoes for you, it's almost like" I pause for a second chuckling.

"Like  you're purposely doing this just so I can tie them." I said looking at her as she gazed back down at me, and I could see a little panic in her alluring eyes and small blush creeping onto her face, as she tried to stay calm knowing she's been caught in her act.

"Wh-why would you think that," she asks stuttering a bit, I stand up placing an arm over her shoulder as the halls start to clear out.  Her and I among the few still standing around.

I lean down and get close to her ear, breathing on it a bit, as she shivers.

"Well because I might have overheard so and so talking to another so and so about how your purposely untying them, so little old me could tie them for you." I smirk at her, as her body goes tense underneath me, as she pulls away from my arm facing me now, eyes wide and mouth open. 

"Who told you that?!" she asks.

"Munson, (y/l/n), Get to class now!" Our heads turn as we hear Mrs. Elgreen yell at us.

“Stop standing around, go now!” She yells again. As (y/n) just stands there waiting for a response from me.

"Oh, I’m sorry sweetheart, but I gotta get to class really don’t wanna fail again, and I think you should go to really don’t want you failing either." I said a smug look on my face, as I quickly peck her cheek walking off to my class. I looked back at her shocked expression and chuckled a bit, God that girl was gonna be the death of me.

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A/N: Hey guys! this is my first Eddie Munson fic I hope ya'll liked it.

Also feedback is greatly encouraged and I hope you guys will start requesting things soon, because I'm dying to write! Please comment, like and reblog, i’d really appreciated it!! :)

(Also this isn’t my gif it’s by @metalheadmunson go follow them there great!! Thank you sooo much for this gif, it’s so precious!!)

xoxo,

Kaity

[seb-reads31]

YO BRO!! PLEASE SAY ALL OF YOUR ASTER HCS RIGHT NOW. RIGHT. NOW!!!!!!

I'll give you one of mine :> I imagine he is a bit buffer and is a bit taller than the y/n [ I imagine hes like 5,8-5-9? ] but is still hella scared of them even though they should be more scared of him LOL

LOVE YOU BRO!!! -amer:]

Tw's -

Genre -

Type - head canons/drabble

Comments - I don't have many unless if I'm like, playing/doing something and I get the random thought "aster would like/love/hate this" so I need like, prompts to get the creative juices 😗

Random Thoughts

😰 This man is a little short in my head.

😰 Not like, SUPER short but a couple of inches below the average for guys

😰 I'm in LOVE with the idea that he's buff, I'm downbad for that thought 😍😍

😰 B U T, HEAR ME OUT ON THIS

😰 He's sort of like, petite before the incident, then after he decides to take some self defense classes and he does a bit of weight lifting 👀👀👀

😰 Not enough to like, have a bunch of muscle but enough to see it through his normal sweater, giving him the element of surprise✨

😰 He honestly... Probably hates soup after the incident. If you know you know 😭

😰 H E A R M E O U T A G A I N

😰 Aster opens a flower shop a little while after the incident 👀👀

😰 CAUSE LIKE, PRETTY BOY WITH A PRETTY FLOWER CROWN????

😰 Listen to this

😰 Say the person is completely separate from (y/n) (which is your/name if you didn't already know) and Y/N meets Aster in his shop one day 👀

😰 Adorable friendship for a good while, right? Then (referencing my "aster finds love again" head canons) after a few solid years of being friends, maybe he hires you during that time to like, deliver people's commissioned bouquets, and he like, confesses his love to (y/n) using a bouquet of flowers he made with how he thinks of them cause you're bound to know SOMETHING about what the flowers mean for as long as you spend in his shop 🤧🤧

😰 you should totally like... Draw Aster with a flower crown....

😰 I'm in love with that idea now 😭😭

😰 That, or he becomes a teacher

😰 Don't ask how that idea popped into mind

😰 BUT HEAR ME OUT AGAIN-

😰 There may or may not be a few more of those

😰 S O, again, you are separate from the person from the incident, B U T, you have a small child from a previous relationship or it's a W A Y younger sibling. You pick but I'm just gonna call them "your child"

😰 And I'm thinking he's either a preschool teacher or an elementary teacher but we're gonna go with preschool for my sake 😭

😰 But one day you go to pick up your child during naptime for the bigger kids (cause I said so) and when you talk to the secretary person they just say to go ahead and find your child

😰 Don't @ me I don't know how this works 😭

😰 And when you go to find your child you can see Aster comforting them after they had a bad dream, he sings them a small little song to keep their mind off of the dream (something like Little Bird, Little Bird cause it's interactive or something else idk) and he offers to read a story to them so they can try and fall back asleep, maybe even offers a small snack or something beforehand

😰 Whatever they choose, in the middle of the snack/book/song they end up catching a glimpse of you as you hide in a hallway basically giving Aster the goo goo eyes 🥺🥺

😰 You jump as your child runs very quietly towards you, basically outing you for staring at their teacher (not that I can blame you, I'd stare too 🤧) and you flush a bright red in the dark room.

😰 Aster gets a little shy at the thought someone other than the children heard him sing so he also flushes and starts fidgeting with his hands, asking what you needed in a small voice.

😰 You explain to the best of your ability without stuttering or accidentally saying something embarrassing that you needed to take your child because you wouldn't be back the normal time to pick them up and didn't have anyone else to watch them.

😰 Aster calms himself down as you speak, and says that the child is fine and goes to grab their little bag they bring every day

😰 When Aster comes closer to you, you can't help but admire his face, it was slightly round, his eyes soft and gentle, his slightly chubby cheeks make you want to pinch them, and finally, his plush lips as he spoke, his words going through 1 ear and out the other....

😰 You flinch as you catch yourself thinking about.. KISSING the gorgeous man??! Ohhh boy, you were starting to fall for the man, and you just met him today!!

😰 You finally clue in to what Aster was saying just in time to get enough context clues to give him a small and quick reply before you quickly speed walk out of the preschool...

😰 The rest is for another time 🤭🤭

Notes - D U D E, THIS WAS SO FUN TEODBIDDBISBEIE, THINKING ABOUT ASTER'S OCCUPATION AFTERWARDS WAS LIKE, A LITTLE BIT TOUGH BUT THEY'RE SO SWEET FKDNFJDB I hope you enjoyed Amer 🤧🤧🤧

[sunrisesthings]

Honey, It's alright.

May 1, 2023

Hello, May!

It's been a while. Actually I attempted to write a blog last month but Tumblr wasn't kind enough to me, It wasn't posted and I haven't saved any drafts of it.

Anyway, I've been struggling a lot these past few days. I've got rest days tho. It wasn't that nice but at least?

I spent much of my days sleeping and lying in my bed. I contracted the flu too. God I hate that part. I wasn't able to open my eyes and the whole day I was either sleeping or attending my online class.

Today, I can say that I've been productive since I was able to read my lessons again and make some transes. However, I manage to have a mental breakdown in between my breaks.

I talked about it with my very close friend (which I missed a lot. Hi gelic!) . After talking and telling her how I'm in so much pain right now, we ended up making fun of our situation and we reminisce about our past experiences and I burst out laughing. I miss her a lot and I wish we were able to meet again she's my free therapy. :(

I was able to collect myself again and start my readings. I can't help not to think about everything that's happening to me.

Every time I feel upset, I always disconnect myself. Tell people that I wish I would never meet them again and I realize how rude I am for being like that. It was the height of emotions that made me think of cutting myself with people that I love for years.

I saw my friend posting about her relationship. I'm happy that she finally met someone that would treat her the way she was supposed to be treated. I was also happy to see my friends being in love.

And I can't help myself to think about when will be my time?

Honestly, I can't think of anything right now regarding relationships. I admit I feel lonely a lot. I keep on questioning myself, am I not worth it to be loved?

I deserved it too. But I needed to learn how to love myself first. I can't be going around feeling insecure about myself just because people won't choose me.

I need to choose myself first. Because at the end of the day, even if the world fails me, I'll still have myself and that should be enough. 🥺

I've read a line from a book that I've been privately skimming in a bookstore and up until now , it lives up in my head.

It said that maybe the world was preparing me for someone out there, some person that was meant to find me and it will find me in the right time.

But perhaps I should prepare myself for the fact that such a person never existed never will be.

It's a cruel thing that in this lifetime, some people are just meant to be alone. However, even if I get old and love will never find me. I hope I'd be able to repay the love that my family and my friends gave me.

I hope the older version of me wasn't feeling too lonely. I hope she wasn't blaming herself and asking if she's unlovable because the bravest thing that she will do for herself is to leave from a table that won't serve her the love that she deserves.

[necromanticfemme]

i had a rly similar experience w/ an older guy at 14🥺💞 i’m so sorry. all that sounds familiar, but for me going no contact with him was the right thing to do. if you feel ok to share,, what was the emotional abuse like?

i'm so sorry that we've both been through this.

some further venting and stuff below:

sometimes i still struggle to feel like im allowed to call it emotional abuse, especially since i really didn't recognise any of it as genuinely harmful at the time. it was just a lot of little things that he'd play off as funny and quirky about our dynamic, like the fact that i was the only one in our friend group who had never had an argument with him or left the group chat. when he disagreed with someone else it was always really messy and horrible and so i just never disagreed with him and i think he liked that about me, how much i was willing to twist myself to get along with him. on the surface it was really funny and cute how our dynamic seemed to fit, since i was always

it was only really earlier this year when i was really severely struggling with my mental health that i realised how much talking to him about my problems made me feel worse since he had this way of dismissing and minimising every issue i would talk about, but he'd play it off as him trying to comfort me and thinking that was what was good for me, even after i told him repeatedly that it just made me more upset when he told me my problems didn't matter. he'd say stuff like 'i'm sorry that talking to me is such a burden for you. why are you even friends with me if i'm clearly such a struggle for you.' when i'd try and express a boundary, very classic shit lmao.

and i guess on a wider level, probably not even very intentionally, he just had this way of making me second guess my own thoughts. i remember one of the few fights we had before this year was after i was really upset with the results of a drama competition i was in and i was complaining about some of the systemic and class-related issues in my area and how the resources of the school that won were directly related to their win. he basically just started belittling me and telling me that i was wrong about this and everything i did and maybe i just wasn't as good as i thought i was and i was just lying to myself about other factors to feel better. even when i explain this whole thing to other people i get really paranoid and feel like people will agree with him and think I'm stupid and full of myself and like. the way that he said all of that really fucked me up and kind of set me back a lot mentally since I've struggled really badly with my self-esteem and imposter syndrome for a really long time and he KNEW all of that and still said these really horrible things that he knew would send me into tailspin of self-hatred.

also idk if it really counts since like,,, it was good for me in the end even if the way he approached it was dodgy but he basically got me to break up with my partner when i was 17 in a way that i now feel a little iffy about, since he was the only person i really talked to about it and he sort of goaded me into doing it when i was having second thoughts.

it definitely wasn't very good of me either but once after a fight we had (where we were both in the wrong) i was feeling really upset with the way he handled conflicts and i was desperate for some feeling of connection with someone who KNEW him and his emotions in the same way i did and i requested his ex on Instagram and i didn't even message her or do anything but bc he stalked her religiously he saw that she had accepted and that i followed her now and he basically just went off at me accusing me of trying to conspire with her to ruin his life and telling me i was stupid for thinking she would agree with me and telling me i was horrible and needed mental help (i mean i did but not in the way that he meant it lol) etc etc etc. like it wasn't like i was 100% in the right because the argument that we had i got far too invested bc of some of the personal shit i was going through at the time but like. it was just really really horrible.

that's just some of the stuff ive been thinking about i guess anon, tbh it has been really helpful to type this all out because as i read it back I'm like wow. if this were someone else's story id be like holy shit that's awful I'm so sorry. and that rlly helps me remember that I'm not insane or making things up or just being dramatic. and even if his version of things is different from mine, what remains is the fact that he hurt me really badly over a period of years. it feels like a self-fulfilling prophecy almost, like he made me promise at one point that i wouldn't stop talking to him once i started uni and got a whole new life with new friends and stuff like his ex did which. is p much exactly what happened this year lol. anyways im thriving as much as can be reasonably expected in the current climate and my life is genuinely a lot better without the constant stress of trying to keep up a friendship with him,,

[pemfrost]

🥺 how abouttt "peter and danny having late night talks bc ohmigodtheywereroommates"

i mean they are really cute- 🐥

and I LOVE YOUR WORKS!!! really, they make me feel so much emotions at the same time, idk how do you do that skdskdjs

Heya! Thanks for the request. I'm so happy to hear you like my lil stories. I don't recognize your username, did you recently change it?

Idk why I always put them in college instead of working a dead end job or something? Idk.

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The time on the stove said 1:27, an unfortunate time of morning when sleep was losing the battle against the thoughts racing through Danny's mind. Nevermind that he had class at 8am, his mind raced with scenarios and what-ifs, replaying past battles and mistakes as an extra layer to his spiraling anxiety. He was careful to not make a sound as he searched through the kitchen for an easy snack; his two roommates were sleeping down the hall, both had their own fair share of sleepless nights and Danny wasn't desperate enough for company to ruin one of their good nights.

As he settled on an orange, one of the few healthy options to be found, the window to the attached dining room slowly slid open. Without any fanfare, Peter ducked through the small opening, shutting the window behind him before letting in too much of the cold December air.

"Heya," Peter greeted sheepishly as he pulled off his Spider-Man mask. "So, I know I said I'd rest for another week, but…"

Danny shook his head. They were lucky he lasted on the sidelines as long as he did, and Danny wondered just how many times he snuck out without Luke or himself noticing. Still, he needed to give his body- and mind- time to heal. And he absolutely shouldn't be going out alone. With a grin to disguise his worry, Danny asked, "Your bedroom window jammed again?"

Peter shrugged not looking Danny's way as he too began to look for a snack. "It's like a one in six chance. Of course, it would betray me tonight." He paused and sheepishly looked over to Danny, "Sorry if I made you worry. I swear, I just went around the block a few times. I didn't mean for you to lose sleep over me."

While his first instinct was to lean into Peter's guilt, Danny opted for the truth. As he meticulously peeled his orange he calmly said, "I honestly thought you were sleeping. Next time, let me know and I'll come with you."

"Thanks…" Peter thrummbed his fingers against the wood cabinet door, staring blankly at the contents within. "We really need to go grocery shopping."

Danny chuckled at the comment. "Perhaps we can do so tomorrow after classes? This time we should make a list."

Peter hummed, a smile tugging at his lips. "Yeah, a list would be a good start."

"Want half of my orange?" Danny held it between them.

"Yeah… thanks." Peter slowly reached for it, suddenly looking incredibly tired as his evening's activities caught up with him. His fingers brushed against Danny's, lingering for longer than necessary. Out of sheer exhaustion - or something else? Danny didn't have the heart to explore the possibilities.

"You seem absolutely tired, my friend. Please get some rest once you've finished your snack."

"What about you?" Peter popped a slice of the orange into his mouth to punctuate his question.

"Me?" Danny leaned against the small kitchen counter.

"Mhmm. If you weren't up because of me, then what's up? You don't exactly look bright eyed and bushy tailed yourself."

"Just… having trouble sleeping. Nothing a snack and some meditation can't fix." He forced a carefree smile.

"I'm here if you ever want to talk."

"Likewise."

They ate in silence before Peter excused himself to his room for the night. One day, Danny would take him up on his offer to talk. But not tonight. Not tonight.

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Thanks for reading!

[ihatebnha]

no YOU’RE the sweetest! it makes me so happy that you like ibiza so much. it just makes me feel… warm & fuzzy.. y’know? i’m doing good btw hehe. ANYWAY….. onto some dark & twisted ibiza family things <3 i haven’t fleshed out the mom and dad a whole lot since they’re not really that important to the story i have in my head but anyways.. ibiza’s mom unfortunately passed away when ibiza was young which left her with her dad who honestly wasn’t around much when the mom was alive. her dad wasn’t the best with money. by that, i mean he was broke as hell & in debt with some not so great people. he ended up taking ibiza out of the house her mom & her used to live in since he didn’t have enough money to afford it. they would live on the streets for a few weeks before her dad decided to start leaving her at orphanages while he went out to get money. honestly, he figured that she would be able to sleep in an actual bed & eat better food than what she would eat on the streets. he would leave her at one orphanage for like two weeks before coming to pick her up, spend some time with her & then drop her off at another orphanage for another two weeks. unfortunately, his debt caught up with him & he was murdered by the people he owed money to. originally, i made the dad like sell ibiza to the organization that made her an assassin (i need a name for it btw & would love to know if you have any ideas) to get out of his debt but i decided against that bc that felt…. wrong somehow. this is so long so i’ll stop there but YEAH… i’ll get into like the lies ibiza was told about her family & her name some other time! i love you SO MUCH bye bye

-oc anon

BLAHHHH sorry for not getting to this immediately, i had class in the evening, ended up eating dinner in my friend's room, and then had some hw to do... but i'm here now! and ready to discuss!!!

what i really love about this is the fact that: even though ibiza's dad is shitty, he's not necessarily abusive. i feel like there are so many narratives that choose to present the dad as a deadbeat who doesn't provide for his kids, or will even have him do horrible stuff to them... but this not only avoids that but also makes the whole thing a lot more bittersweet, too???

like, he doesn't really.... WANT to be a parent, but after losing her mom, he also can't bear the thought of his daughter having to fend for herself or suffer... so despite the debt he's in, ibiza's dad loves her enough to both TRY and take care of her, but also risk putting her in orphanages because he knows that's what's best???

PLUS................... ok hold on, plus, like....... the whole idea that ibiza finally trusts/gets to know her dad and waits for him to come back for her but he never ends up showing up BUT SHE DOESN'T KNOW WHY (possibly, if u decide) makes me SCREAM.... like you mention how she gets lied to and stuff about her history later in life and this just makes that WORSE bc she (again, if i am assuming Correctly) obvs doesn't realize (or want to realize) the reason he wasn't coming WASN'T bc he left her or didnt love her but bc he COULDN'T ........ WWAHASDAKSFHJASJDK....

like, thinking about baby ibiza all alone waiting... growing up to be bitter about it, and then healing when she learns the truth..... fjdkl;lasdjknfll,asl AHHHHHHH....

what a fantastic storytelling choice tbh and...... wowie zowie overall. even if it does end up changing (bc i love switching around the story) just the angst + storytelling potential here, i love (and am sad because of) it...😭😭😭

ALSO i'd love to help name the organization if ur willing to give me more details abt it... my go to for stuff like that are usually acronyms LOL🥺👉🏻👈🏻

either way tho, i'm super excited to continue this hearing abt the lies she was told and her name, eventually. i remember you mentioned them once to me and i was honestly so touched u wanted my input that i wasn't able to repsond LOOL </3 smh me.

BUT YES, OF COURSE i love ibiza! it's hard not to... esp since this is like a little tv show for me that i'm able to get updates on the production of🥰

anyway, now it's my turn to stop myself from blahing on, but i love YEW too and i'm really happy to hear ur doing good!!!