#autumn preaches

[many-sparrows]

Sorry, but I'd rather accidentally love too many people than too few. I'd rather accidentally welcome people I'm not supposed to than exclude people I'm supposed to welcome. I think God looks much more kindly on one of those than the other.

[sadgirlautumn]

Weird when I see youtubers I watch make videos about Taylor Swift

[lovingmattysposts]

Eastside Part 2

P1 P3 P4 P5 P6 P7 P8 P9 P10 P11 P12 P13 P14 P15 P16 P17

summary: growing up in the outskirts of Boston wasn't really pretty. Life wasn't that great for most people, most people. You had Matt and no one fucked with you when Matt was standing by your side. The chief's daughter and the bad boy deliquent. A perfect love story?

warnings: suggestive, cursing, fighting

i love this series I hope yall can get into it

xoxo, autumn

“thoughts?” I smiled looking up at Matt as I slammed the locker closed. He just looked down at me and raised his eyebrows.

“You are ridiculous” he shook his head. I rolled my eyes. “No, I’m practical” I explained as I pushed off the lockers and turned to walk down the hallway. He followed after me throwing his backpack over his shoulder.

"We've been dating for almost six months, and now we have to pretend we aren't together?” he asked looking down at me. I sighed as I looked away from him, spotting a school officer looking at us. I stopped before grabbing Matt and pulling him down the hall.

"Y/n" He sighed looking down at me. "I'm not hiding, I do that shit enough as it is, i'm not doing that shit with you" He said shaking his head. I looked down feeling a pit in stomach. I knew where he was coming from, this wasn't a fair ask really.

"You can't even go to the Eastside, and you want to meet there every Friday?" He asked leaning back. I shrugged. "I don't know Matt. I find a way. Maybe a job?" I said shaking my head. He raised his eyebrows as he looked down at me.

"You're getting a job?" He asked. I shook my head. "No I'll say I got a job, maybe voulnteer work? That way he won't be suspiscious on the no-income part" I smiled. He shook his head smiling.

Matt was shoved slightly from behind and Chris appeared behind him wrapping one arm around his brother's shoulder. "Heard this one was off limits aye?" Chris said smiling down at me. I shook my head as I looked at him. Matt pushed him off of him.

"Do you need something?" He asked looking over at Chris. "Yeah" He breathed. "Nick said there was a mix-up with the packaging? I don't know, some bullshit. But he's on my ass about it, which means i'm on your ass about it because you were suppose to deliver it on Saturday" He said pointing into his chest.

My eyebrows furrowed as I looked between them. Matt looked at Chris and then to me. "I'll take care of it" He said looking towards Chris. Chris nodded. "Yeah you better" He said shaking his head and walking away. Matt sighed and looked down at me.

"What package?" I asked looking up at my boyfriend. He shook his head as he wrapped one arm around me shoulder as we walked down the hall. "Don't worry about it" He sighed looking forward. "Matt" I stopped. He sighed looking up.

"God, I'm gonna kill Chris" He mumbled as he placed a hand against his forehead. He stepped forward. "Listen if I thought you needed to worry about i would tell you, okay?" He said leaning down to me.

"Now get I've got to get to class, I love you" He said kissing my forehead and turning to walk down the hall. "Matthew!" I yelled as he walked away. He turned slightly as he walked.

"You made me come to the shit hole!" He yelled as he continued down the hall, earning some disapproving glanced from teachers. I smiled and shook my head as I turned away.

-

"So about the package Matt was suppose to deliver" I said slidding in next to Nick. He looked down at me and shook his head. "Y/n" he sighed. I pushed his shoudler.

"What was it?" I asked looking up at him. Nick looked around and then back down to me. "Does Matt know you're asking me about this?" he asked. I bit my lip and looked down. Nick shook his head scrolling back through his phone.

"Why is it some huge secret?" I asked pushing him. He glared over at me. "Y/n, this doesn't concern you. You shouldn't even know about this situation and you shouldn't even be brought into this" He said looking down at me. I rolled my eyes.

"Nick come on" I sighed. "You can preach about eastside this eastside that, but you're not from the eastside. You're the chief's daughter and I shouldn't even be talking to you about this" He narrowed his eyes at me. My confidence wavored slighlty.

"You know i'm basically Eastside blood Nick" I whispered. He shook his head. "But you're not" He said standing up from the table. I just looked up at me.

"And if Matt was smart he wouldn't even be assioating with you, but you've had that boy whipped since middle school and their's nothing I can do---and i get that. But family buisness is not your buisness, and you're overstepping whether you're Matt's girl or not" He said looking down at me. I glanced down at my lap.

"The only reason I treat you with a decent amount of respect is because of how much Matt does" He sighed shaking his head. "If it were up to me you wouldn't be in the picture, but i'm not getting in Matt's way and neither should you" He said before turning and walking away, leaving me annoyed and angry.

It's always eastside blood with him and Chris. They never look at me like one of them because we come from different parts of the town. It's ridicilous, but I get it. It's a thing that I have to deal with it.

Maybe I just shouldn't have asked.

-

"I'm taking you home right?" Matt said as we walked out of the school. I shook my head. "Grounded remember?" I sighed. Matt shook his head smiling. I stopped and looked at him. "Not sure my dad would be too happy if you pulled up to my house to drop me off" I smiled. He hummed leaning down and kissing me softly.

"Why does that make me want to do it more?" He smiled leaning back. I rolled my eyes. "You're trouble, Matthew" I sighed stepping back smiling. He shrugged. "You already knew that" He sang before turning on his heels and walking away. I turned and paused seeing Officer Petey standing by his car, staring at me.

I sighed as I walked slowly up to him.

"You're dad asked me to escort you home ms. y/l/n" Petey spoke as I walked up to him. I smiled sarcastically up at him. "How sweet of him" I sighed grabbing the door handle to his police car. He slammed it back shut. I looked up at him with narrowed eyes.

Officer Petey, my dad's partner. A family friend. He's been in my life as long as I could remember. He cared about me and I hated it. I wish he would stop pretending to be my second dad, I already have one and I definitely didn't need another.

"You know he told every cop in town to make sure you stay away from that boy right?" He breathed as he took off his sunglasses. I rolled my eyes. "Yeah I'm sure" I sighed looking up at him.

"I'm serious y/n. Those Sturniolo-"

"Those Sturniolo boys are no good. Yeah Petey i've heard it all before. Can I get in the car now?" I sighed shaking my head. He sighed before nodding and walking over to the other side of the car and getting in.

I looked out the window as he pulled out of the school.

"Your dad is just doing what he think is best for you, you know" He said, making me shake my eyes. "No one knows him like I do, everyone just looks at him like some criminal" I mumbled not looking over at him.

"He's been in the station more than a few times, y/n" He said looking over at me. I groaned throwing down my bag. "And that makes him a bad person?" I asked looking over at him. He raised his eyebrows.

"No, that makes him a criminal. A criminal with a not-so-clean record" He said back making me cross my arms. I looked down and cracked my fingers, I did that whenever I was stressed.

"Can you not tell him that you saw me with Matt today? He's been on my case and i'm already grounded. I don't want to hear anything else from him" I said quietly looking down at my lap. "Then maybe you shouldn't be hanging out with that boy and you wouldn't hear it from him" He sighed looking over at me. I just sighed and looked at the window.

"I won't tell him" He said making me look over at him. I smiled. "I don't want him asking me a million questions" He smiled slightly. I smiled and shook my head as we pulled up to my house. He put the car in park and I reached down and grabbed my bag.

"You're acting like I have no idea where your mind is at y/n" He said looking down at me. I closed my eyes sighing. I hated when adults did this. Pulling the whole 'I was a teenager once you know'.

"You love the boy" He stated. I looked up at him with narrowed eyes. "I'm just asking you to be careful. You're a good kid" He said softly. I shook my head before opening the door and slamming it shut without another word.

I walked into my house, throwing my bag onto the ground. I didn't even reach the stairs before I heard my dad calling my name. I sighed hanging my head, stepping down from the only step I managed to climb. I turned walking into the living room

My dad was sitting at the table with about three laptops open, staring down at them. "How was school?" He asked not looking up at me. I shrugged. "It sucked" I said crossing my arms. He smiled and shook his head. "You still mad at me?" He asked glancing up at me. I rolled my eyes and turned on my feet.

"I'm the one with your phone" He said making me pause and turn back towards him. "Officer Hale said he saw you two talking in the hall at school" He said closing one computer and looking up at me. I shrugged.

"So you're stalking me at school now?" I asked looking at him. He crossed his arms over his chest. "I've got eyes everywhere sweetheart" He smiled. I rolled my eyes. "I told you you couldn't see that boy anymore" He said dropping his smile. I swallowed looking down at my feet.

"I'm not, I told him it was over" I lied. He stood up walking over to me. "You told him it was over?" He asked looking down at me. I nodded looking up at him. He hummed.

"He's bad news, you were right" I sighed. He raised his eyebrows. "You could have lied a little better than that" He chuckled. I shook my head. "I'm not lying. We're over. Now can I go to my room? I'm going through a breakup" I said looking at him.

He stared down at me, as if were deciding if he was going to believe me or not.

"I thought about what you said and I agree. I need to get my shit together--"

"Language" He stated. I glared at him.

"I actually applied for this volunteer thing my school is hosting" I smiled up at him. He mummed. "Did you? And where is this volunteer thing? The Sturniolo's house?" He said walking into the kitchen. I scoffed.

"Dad, can you take my side for once? I'm trying to be better" I sighed shaking my head. He grabbed a coffee mug out of the cabnit and looked at me sighing. "Okay, what is it?" He asked grabbing the coffee pot.

"It's this animal shelter, they need more workers but they can’t afford to pay anyone” I explained. He hummed nodding his head. “Where is it?” He asked. I bit my lip and turned to the side. He looked up at me.

“Y/n”

“The Eastside?” I said closing my eyes. He shook his head. “No, pick another one” he said shaking his head. “Dad” I whined looking at him. He lifted the cup of coffee up to his lips.

“I said no, that’s final” he said looking at me. I scoffed. “I’m almost 18 dad, don’t you think you’ve been a little hard on me lately? I’m trying to give back to the community. Sometimes I feel like I can never do anything good enough for you” I yelled at him.

He sighed looking down and walking up to me.

“When is it?” He asked softly. I smiled. “On Friday’s from 6-midnight” I explained. His eyes widened. “Midnight?” He asked. I shrugged. “They need someone to feed the dogs at night” I said. He sighed putting down his coffee.

“Okay, I trust you. But—“ he said holding up his finger. “You have to bring pepper spray with you. I don’t want you out there by yourself unarmed” he said reaching in his belt and handing me pepper spray. I looked down at it.

“Seriously?” I asked.

“Do you want to go or not?” He asked. I smiled before hugging him. “Thank you” I breathed. He chuckled and patted my back.

-

I winced as a branch cut my leg slightly. “Fuck” I said looking down at my leg. I reached up slightly knocking on the window trying not to focus on how cold I was.

A few seconds later the window opened slightly revealing my boyfriend. He raised his eyebrows as I smiled up at him.

“Sorry I don’t want any Girl Scout cookies” he said starting to close the window. “Matt” I said making him chuckle and open the window all the way and pulling me into his room.

I sighed as my feet landed on the ground.

“I thought I was suppose to be the one climbing through windows?” He asked looking over at me as he closed the window. I shrugged. “Thought I’d switch it up, keep you on your toes” I smiled walking up to him and kissing him softly.

“I missed you” I hummed. “You saw me this morning” he laughed. I rolled my eyes and frowned. He sighed and bent down picking me up and then throwing me on his bed, making me giggle. He smiled as he climbed over top of me and looked down, hovering over me.

"Hi" I smiled up at him, his blue eyes scanning my face. "Hi baby" He whispered before kissing me. He pulled away. "How'd you get out?" He asked mentioning my house. I shrugged. "My dad goes to bed early, thought I could come and suprise you" I said running my hands over his shoulder.

"So you just walked out?" He asked smiling down at me. I nodded. "That's my girl" he whispered before leaning down and connecting our lips this time slipping his tongue and running his hands up my body. I sighed from his cold fingertips against my body.

He reached down pushing hair out of my face as we kissed. I loved kissing him. It was one of my favorite pass times. Just his lips on mine, everyday, anywhere, anytime.

He pushed up my shirt slightly gripping my hips with his hands, slightly digging his nails into my skin. He bit down roughly on my lips.

Something was bothering him. I could tell from the way he was kissing me. Not that I didn't like the way he was kissing me or anything, I found it hot. But he only kissed me like this when he was stressed and had something on his mind. Before I had the chance to pull away, the door swung open making us pull apart and glance at his door.

Chris looked up and paused looking between us and his eyes landing on Matt. "Are you busy?" Chris asked looking at him. Matt looked from him to me, then back to his brother.

"Yeah Chris. I'm busy" He spat looking at him. Chris looked down at me and I felt my face go red. "I need to talk to you" He said looking at Matt. Matt just blinked at him.

"Can it wait?" He breathed glaring at him. Chris just stared at him with an expression I couldn't understand. He sighed hanging his head before rolling off of me. I sat up as he stood up and walked over to Chris. Chris's eyes on mine. I just looked at Matt.

"I'll be right back" He turned to me before walking out into the hallway with his brother

-

matt pov

I closed the door softly before pushing Chris back. He glared at me. "What the fuck was so urgent?" I asked glaring at him. He stepped forward, shaking his head. He placed his finger against my chest.

"Need I remind you the fuck up last weekend? Nick is this close to ripping your head off. The package needs to be delivered to Slim tonight" He said through gritted teeth. My eyes went wide and I sighed, placing my hand against my forehead.

"Fuck, I was just about to leave and then y/n-" I said looking at the door. Chris shook his head. "It's always y/n that y/n this, Matt get your head out of that girl's ass and wake up" He said harshly I glared at him. I grabbed his shirt.

"Don't talk about her like that" I said glaring at him. He pushed me off of him. "Dude" He said shaking his head. "You're losing focus. Is y/n becoming an issue?" He asked making me look down at my shoes.

"You know it's not smart to do what you're doing. One look from the wrong person and Slim or Landon know that you care about that girl and-" He said shaking his head. "I know I know" I sighed shaking my head.

"I know you love her, but you're putting her in danger been seen with her now" He sighed. I turned my head. "You agreed to do this, Matt" He stated, making me shake my head. "I know, I know" I said rubbing my face.

"I'll be more careful" I said looking at him. He raised his eyebrows. "I'm not breaking up with her if thats what you're suggesting. I love her" I said looking at him. He nodded. "I know you do, that's not what i'm saying" He said holding up his hands.

"I'll get the package out tonight. Next time, knock" I said before turning and walking back into my room. I sighed as I closed the door and tuned back to y/n who was sitting on my bed, her knees pressed to her chest looking at me.

I smiled.

Sometimes I thought she was too pure to be in a world like this. She's a badass, don't get my wrong. But the way she carries herself and the way she cares about things and the way she touches me--makes my head spin. I've never met a soul as pure as hers before, and there was nothing more I wanted to do that protect that. But from what I just agreed to, it was going to be a lot harder than before.

But I would dare anyone to try to even touch her.

"Hey, is everything okay?" She asked looking as I walked up to the bed. I smiled down at her, pressing my hand against her jaw and running my thumb across her chin. She smiled as I nodded.

"Yeah everything's fine" I whispered down at her. She smiled as she pulled my arm and pulled me back to her and connecting her lips to mine briefly. I almost melted back into the kiss before she pulled away.

"Now, tell me what's wrong" She stated, my face in her hands. I furrowed my eyebrows. "What?" I asked. She rolled her eyes sitting up. "You think I don't notice you kiss me differently when something's on your mind" She smiled pushing my hair back with her hand. I sighed. I had to get that under control.

"Nothing's bothering me" I sighed looking away from her. She rolled her eyes. "Nothing's bothering you?" She asked. I shook my head. Lie. "Then why aren't you looking at me?" He smiled, tilting her head into my view. I smiled and shook my head.

"You're impossible" I sighed leaning my head against her knee. She pushed me over before straddling my waist and ran her hands up my chest. I quite literally felt my dick twitch.

"If you aren't gonna tell me" She smiled leaning down kissing the base of my neck. I sighed leaning my head back. "Then let me help you destress" She whispered against my ear. I let out a hard breath.

It was close to impossible to say no to her, but if I didn't get that package out I wouldn't even have a dick to get hard. She leaned up and connected our lips kissing me slowly. She pushed up my shirt feeling my bare chest before her finger slip below the waist band of my pants. She kissed my jaw before snapping my underwear against my skin.

I sighed, slightly pushing her. "y/n/n" I sighed. She leaned up looking down at me with dark eyes. I could have busted at the sight, but i contained myself.

"What?" she tilted her head smiling. "I can't" I sighed. She frowned. "Why?" She asked running her hand over my growing bulge. "Y/n/n" I sighed leaning forwards slightly. She hummed before kissing me again. I kissed back for a second before grabbing her hips and throwing her next to me and stood up.

"I have to go" I said shaking my head. Her face dropped as she looked up at me. "What?" She asked her eyebrows furrowed. I sighed looking at the door.

Just imagine Chris or Nick literally chopping your dick off.

"I-I have to do something, I have to go" I explained poorly looking down. She sighed standing up. "Okay, then I'll go with you" She said looking at me.

"No" I said firmly looking at her. Her eyes widened and she dropped her hands from her hips. "Why not?" She asked walking over to me. I just looked down at her.

"I'll walk you home" I stated as she looked up at me. She just looked up at me in state of shock, before shaking her head and walking out of my door.

-

"Why did you bring a gun?" She asked looking down at her feet as we walked. "I didn't" I lied looking down at her. She just glanced up to me and then back down at her feet.

I made her upset.

I sighed closing my eyes, stopping her. She just looked up at me. "Y/n, stop" I sighed. She just looked up at me. "I'm sorry I didn't make you upset" I said placing my hand on her face, which she moved away from.

"Since when do we have secrets?" She asked looking up at me, crossing her arms over her chest. I closed my eyes. I hated hiding things from her I really did. If I could tell her I would, but I can't. Not if it means her saftey is a risk.

"We don't" I said looking at her. She just stared at me before turning on her feet and walking down the sidewalk. I sighed hanging my head. "I'm good from here, you can go fuck your other bitch now" She said as she walked.

I groaned putting my hands against my face. "Y/n" I said but she didn't turn around. I walked up to her before grabbing her arm. She looked at me with glossy eyes. I sighed.

"Y/n, If i could tell you I would. I promise. I just need you to trust me on this okay? I love you" I whispered looking down at her. "You come home with bruises all over your body and you have to do something at midnight that I can't come to? Matt come on" She said shaking her head.

"Can you just trust me?" I asked looking down at her. She looked away from me. "Matt-"

"Can you trust me?" I asked again looking down at her. She sighed. "Of course I trust you Matt" She said looking up at me. I smiled and pulled her against me in a hug. "But don't lie to me" She mumbled against my chest. I closed my eyes and kissed the top of her head.

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[danikamariewrites]

hi

I know this request might sound strange but could you do a az fic where his mate was a trained assasin like natasha romanoff from the red room and she didn't tell az what happened when she was there and they're one night in bed together cuddling after sex and she tells him everything and he comforts her and looks after her? Promising she won't go through thar again

Widow

Azriel x reader

A/n: I love this request thank you

Warnings: mentions past trauma, abuse, and violence, some smut

As you come down from your high you rest your forehead on Azriel’s bare chest. The sweat coating his tan skin helping ground you as your senses came back to yourself. You gripped his biceps tight, digging your nails in for a moment, then letting go.

Azriel strokes a hand down your hair, kissing the top of your head. You wordlessly twist off of him laying on your side of the bed. You’re still lost in your head like you have been all day. You needed a release, to be in control tonight. Azriel was happy to let you take the lead. He would always give you whatever you needed.

But this felt different to him. Azriel lay on his side reaching his hand out to stroke your cheek. You flinched a little before leaning into the comforting touch.

“My love,” Azriel whispered. At the softness of his voice you burst into tears. Laying in bed you were paralyzed by your memories. Your tears leaking into your hairline.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry,” you kept gasping out. Over and over again. You were scaring Azriel. He had never seen you like this before.

He quickly got up, rushing around the bedroom looking for something to dress you in so you’d be more comfortable.

Azriel helped you sit up, slipping the shirt over your head. You took deep, long breaths to calm your racing heart. You needed to pull yourself together. This isn't what you were taught. No, it's ok to feel, that's what Rhys and Mor taught you. What your whole family taught you.

When you were younger, you were taken from your family. You don't know what court your from. You don't have any specific powers that would help you figure it out.

You had lived most of your life in The Middle and the Autumn Court. The Middle was where your 'academy' was. Beron had charged his greatest assasins with training the next generation of violent killers. He wanted it be all these children knew.

Your teachers were cruel and strict given that they had free reign. You never knew love and care until you and Azriel's mating bond snap. No one had ever taken care of you the way he has.

When you first met it was on a mission. You had been questioning Beron's and your teachers motives for some time now. They had preached about peace in Prythian. How you and your fellow spies/assasins would help them achieve it.

You had been sent to the Winter Court during an especially brutal storm. Tasked with kidnapping the heir to the court. She had just turned five, the same age you were taken. It had felt wrong. Everything in your body was screaming at you not to enter the Winter Palace.

You had broken in flawlessly. Or so you thought. Azriel was waiting for you in the child’s room. You immediately surrendered to him, as you were taken aback by the bond snapping immediately for you. When he took you back to the Night Court you decided you wanted to join them immediately. It felt like home. You gave up spying and killing. You became close with your new family and were as honest with Azriel as you could be.

There were things that you haven’t told him. You both have kept things from your past and had an understanding that you’d share when ready. Tonight you wanted to be honest with him. Your memories of The Middle had been awful this week.

Things you had repressed for years had come to the surface. The punishments you had suffered for not doing well. For not being the best. For disobeying orders. Hell, you had been disciplined by Beron. Your skin would prickle and burn at the memories.

You took one more breath, drying your tears and looking at Azriel’s concerned, tear stained face. “I’m sorry.” You whispered again. Azriel brushed your cheek again whispering back, “It’s ok, y/n. Take your time.” Looking at him with an emotionless face. You needed to be strong through this.

“I need to tell you the truth. About why I was in the Winter Palace that night.” You told him everything. The academy hidden away in The Middle. How you were Beron’s favorite and his little protégé. The abuse and violence you were subjected to. What you did for years. Your regret. The whispers you heard about the current status of the academy.

Through it all Azriel didn’t get angry or yell. He stayed as an anchor next to you. Sending constant love down the bond and wiping the silent tears from your reddened cheeks.

When you finished, Azriel pulled you tightly into his chest, rubbing calming circles in the middle of your back. “You never have to worry about that again, y/n. I promise you will never go back there. I will protect you, always.” You started sobbing into his neck. “Thank you,” you whispered.

[alespov]

Preach til the morning light.- A.Wesker 18+

Tw: Content: No mention of religion, he's really just posing as a priest. Umbrella is cult-like. Swearing, smut to come in later chapters. age gap, creepy creature… anything else lmk loves

a/n : this is going to be a dark fic! I don’t condone this in real life! Feedback is appreciated, requests are open! (If the text is to small, don’t hesitate to ask for bigger text :) )

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As autumn leaves shifted their hues, a growing eagerness to depart from your stagnant hometown emerged. You and your mother were about to embark on a fresh chapter in Raccoon City, reuniting with family and liberating yourselves from the stresses of your former existence.

Upon setting foot inside your new residence, a surge of thrill washed over you. The charming essence of the house embraced you as you ascended the staircase towards your bedroom. Bathed in gentle sunlight filtering through the windows, it epitomized the idyllic sanctuary you had always imagined. Eagerly, you began to unpack and create a space that was truly yours. You occupied the bright upstairs bedroom while your mother chose the one on the ground floor.

Each possession that emerged from the moving boxes contributed to crafting a snug refuge for your soul. Beloved novels found their home on shelves, cherished photographs were displayed as reminders of fonder times, and nostalgia blossomed while recalling halcyon days when life was uncomplicated.

"Honey!" your mother's tender voice permeated through the air, urging you to reluctantly set aside your book. You hesitantly rose from the soft embrace of your bed and navigated the stairs to locate the living room. There, amidst flickering light from the television screen, your mom lounged comfortably on the sofa, leisurely absorbed in her show.

Upon turning off the television, a deafening silence filled the room, amplifying her burgeoning sense of unease. Her eyes, brimming with anxiety, locked onto yours as she inquired, "Have you noticed the alarming number of people vanishing lately?" Her voice trembled with palpable concern, and understandably so - such occurrences belonged to the world of fiction, not reality.

"Before I forget, I have a little something for you," she mentioned with hope as she made her way to her bedroom. She reemerged holding a dark green gift bag. "I'm always worried about you being out late, so I just wanted to help ensure your safety." Her laughter was strained and nervous; she was visibly unsettled. Handing over the bag, she embraced your appreciative hug. "Thanks, Mom. I truly appreciate it. But please don't stress about me," you told her gently while giving her shoulder a reassuring squeeze. She offered a bittersweet smile and responded, "I know, but after losing your sister and your dad... I can't help it." Tears streamed down her cheeks; your heart weighed heavy with guilt. Dabbing at her eyes, she motioned towards the bag.

As you delicately unwrapped the tissue-covered parcel, anticipation surged through you; her eyes danced with excitement. "Go on, open it already," she urged playfully; her infectious laughter warmed the room.

A soft gasp escaped your lips as a self-defense keychain was unveiled alongside a coordinating student ID holder. Both were adorned in your most treasured color - one that deeply resonated within your soul and intertwined with the present moment.

"Wow Mom, this is amazing! I love it - thank you so much," you expressed gratefully. After nodding in acknowledgement and exchanging smiles, you both went on to enjoy the rest of the evening separately. Clutching your bag and new keychain, you ventured out the door to make your way to work.

You genuinely enjoyed your job, and your colleagues were pleasant, with the exception of Victoria. Even though you had minimal interaction with her, she would deliberately make your life miserable for no obvious reason – from splashing water on you to knocking over books and taking unplanned days off. You were greatly irritated by her behavior, but there was nothing you could do about it. Victoria was quite popular and well-known.

Fortunately, she had called off today which turned out to be a hidden blessing. However, that also meant you had the responsibility of closing the library all by yourself. There weren't many people around today, so your workload was relatively light.

As evening approached and the sun vanished beneath the horizon, the library doors slowly shut. With the keys securely in your possession, a satisfying click echoed through the desolate streets, signaling the arrival of a peaceful nighttime ambiance. With the day's hustle and bustle finally over, you eagerly anticipated the warmth and relaxation waiting for you at home.

Quietly approaching your car, your fingertips gently traced the cold metal of the door handle. A serene atmosphere embraced the crisp night air, and all you wanted was to head home. However, something felt amiss, and you could sense it in the atmosphere. As you unlocked the door and reached to open it, suddenly someone grabbed your arm. Terrified, you glanced up and saw what used to be a man. His chin looked like it was half-separated from his face, with his skin slowly peeling away. Struggling to breathe amid choking on saliva emitted an even more unsettling aura.

you felt the whirlwind of emotions, the terror and vulnerability overwhelming you like a tidal wave. Your heart raced as if it were trying to outrun your tormentor, while the deafening sounds of the city seemed to mock your desperation. At that moment, the collision with the stranger felt like another attack, only adding to the chaos that had consumed you. You let out a piercing scream, causing the man to cover his ears and fall to the ground. Seizing the opportunity, you ran, dropping your belongings in the process. As you collided with another person, your fear escalated, making you sob uncontrollably.

"NO... let me go!" You continued to hit before you heard a soothing voice. Just as the stranger began to feel the full force of your distress, a surge of empathy erupted from within. They quickly wrapped their arms around you.

"Please, dear, calm down. You're safe with us, especially with me." You felt lightheaded, and soon you were struggling to keep your eyes open.

- sorry for the cliffhanger babes <\3

[layzeal]

MDZS Audio Drama Listening Guide

AKA Lace has listened to the Audio Drama an unholy amount of times and might as well put her knowledge to good use

(Suibian Subs) (NanaBeingNana) (Episode Guide by pumpkinpaix) (Purchasing guide for iOS)

NOTE: This is my own, personal opinion on what’s the preferable order to watch the MDZS Audio Drama extras.

The AD is by far the most accurate adaptation we have, and not only it follows the novel 1:1, it adds quite a lot of content that had only been left implied or left off-screen in the original text. However, there are also some events that do happen in the novel, but had to be put aside in an extra episode, either because of time restraints or for the sake of pacing. So, I’ve tried to set up this list to compensate it! The order is either based on at which point we learn such events in the novel, or if this event isn’t in the text, then it’s based on what I believe the best time to listen to the extra would be.

If you feel overwhelmed by the amount of extras and don’t know where to start, hold my hand and i’ll show you the way (*•̀ᴗ•́*)و

(The letters with an * after some episodes names refer to Gacha Episode tiers, collected by SuibianSubs. I’ve just put it there so you can more easily find it on the folders.)

Season 1

Episode 1

Chance Encounter (N*)

Episode 2

Episode 3

No

Episode 4

Escape

Make-up (link)

Good Fortune (SSR*)

Sleeping Together

Episode 5

Instant Success (SR*)

Autumn Wind and Dewdrops (R*)

Female Cultivators

Beard

Paper Balls

Invinting Friends (SSR*)

Fear of Dogs

Cultivation Through Meditation (R*)

Episode 6

Loquat

Ants

Taking Responsibility for One’s Actions (R*)

Deciding When It's Time (R*)

Better to Not Make Enemies (N*)

Longing to Speak Yet Unable to (R*)

Keeping Rabbits

Episode 7

Eating Watermelon

Simple Mindedness (N*)

Episode 8

Startled and Shocked (N*)

Gifting a Dog

Be Adaptable to Circumstances (R*)

Episode 9

Lamentations Over Injustice (N*)

Episode 10

Director

Overwhelmed by an Unexpected Favour (SR*)

Episode 11

Combined Efforts (R*)

Glutinous Rice

Episode 12

Preach To Impart Knowledge (R*)

Season 2

Episode 1

Caught Unaware (N*)

Things Remain but People Change (N*)

Articulate (R*)

Episode 2

Parting Ways (N*)

Episode 3

Episode 4

Flower Damsel

To Gain a Sharp Edge (R*)

First Meeting with Wen Ning

Episode 5

The Game of Life (R*)

The Adventures of Paperman Xian

Episode 6

Washing Clothes

Completely Incompatible (R*)

Episode 7

Flower Banquet

Episode 8

Carefree (R*)

Powerless (N*)

Episode 9

Lotus Seeds

Episode 10

Happy to Help Others (SR*)

Founder Story

Episode 11

Dulcet Melody (R*)

Lap Pillow

Episode 12

Yunmeng Youths

Episode 13

Episode 14

Episode 15

Wavering Heart (R*)

Episode 16

Childhood

Cutting Melon

Season 3

Episode 1

Filled with Noble Aspirations and Courage

Delivering Soup

Duplicity (N*)

Episode 2

Tossing Flowers

Drunk

Episode 3

Episode 4

Episode 5

Planting Radishes

Simple and Naive (R*)

Take Root (R*)

Episode 6

Helping Others (R*)

Mending a Relationship (SR*)

Love Letter

Daydream (R*)

Episode 7

Episode 8

Episode 9

A-Yuan and Rabbits

Episode 10

Episode 11

Episode 12

A Lost Desire (N*)

Episode 13

Episode 14

Episode 15

Episode 16

Episode 17

Novel Extras

Family Banquet

Into the dream 1, 2 and 3

Villainous Friends

Lose Money to Do Away with Misfortune (N*)

Leaving a Mark (R*)

From Dawn to Dusk

Intrusion

Iron Hook

Lotus Seed Pod

Dream Come True

Miscellaneous Extras

These are extras that don’t particularly fit into the list, or would feel disruptive and awkward when placed somewhere there, so i’ve decided to set them in a different list. You may watch them after you’re finished with the other episodes, in whatever order you wish!

Bogao Gifting a Swan (SR*)

Out with the Old In with the New (SSR*)

Respect Between Spouses (SR*)

Matchmaking

Harmonious as the Lute and Psaltery (SSR*)

Following Heart's Desire (R*)

Flying Thoughts (SR*)

Always Remain Smiling (R*)

Accompanying You to Sleep: Lan Qiren

Accompanying You to Sleep: Wei Wuxian

Accompanying You to Sleep: Lan Wangji

Sound Asleep (SR*) - (The JC version of the ones above)

Chilli Pepper (N*)

Disputes From Gossips (N*)

Oof! I think that’s it! Thank you for your patience haha, and I hope you enjoy the Audio Drama as much as I do! Remember to please purchase it on the official app if you’re able!

[funnyexel]

autumn night

Sighing with your shoulders slumped at your sides, you sluggishly shuffle into the bathroom. Refining your clothes to a pile on the floor, you twist the complex knob of your shower, effectively earning the correct temperature. As you see your reflection slowly fog up. Looking at your body through the glass, you’re adoring it more than usual. Your skin shining just right in the lighting, your boobs sitting just right all by themselves, your waist and chubby stomach not bothering you as much as it used to. Eyeing the shiny string of beads that sit on the small of your waist, you lightly tug on them and slide them down your hips. The jewelry sitting atop the pile of clothes on the floor. Picking up the dazzling beads, you place it on the counter and get in the shower.

Lathering your body up, the water hits the shower floor in a continuous pattern. From the bed he can’t help but fantasize about your naked body, even if his focus is on his computer filing hero reports. Hearing the shower stop, he types faster, wanting to finish the mandatory work. 

Walking out the bathroom with a towel hugging and hiding your body, a cloud of steam stalks behind you. Putting on panties and one of your husband’s t-shirts, you hang up your towel and look back at him.

“kats? baby?” You softly call out to him. He mumbles to you a moment later. His crimson eyes accompanied by glasses resting on the bridge of his nose.

“are you almost done?” You whine and he doesn’t grace you with an answer. Although his annoyance is projected through his furrow eyebrows and pierced lips. 

Walking up to your side of the bed, you nudge your knee on the mattress. A noticeable dip in the comfortable surface. Gazing at him for a moment, you hesitantly lean towards him for a kiss. He glances at your actions and ignores the advance. Huffing to yourself you leave the room, making sure to put a sway in your hips to mess with him. Since he was clearly messing around with you. Your sweet tooth was aching. No matter how bad it is to eat sweets so late at night, you needed to satisfy the urge. 

Opening the fridge door in search for ice cream, you are unpleasantly surprised to see nothing. Glaring intensely at the shelf its supposed to be on, you know who’s the culprit. And all you can think is how he could be so selfish. Eating all the ice cream and not leaving one single scoop for you. And he has the nerve to preach about being healthy. Trudging back to the bedroom, your sweet tooth is gone and all you have on your mind is confrontation. 

“You ate my stuff.” You exclaim to him, voice mixed with annoyance and amusement at his unfazed face.

“I eat a lot of your stuff, be specific.”

“You-“ Halting your sentence with a huff, you roll your eyes and shut the door behind you, “the ice cream. You ate it. The pint that had a sticky note that specifically says my name on it!”

You could find this all so laughable if it wasn’t for his little attitude. Closing his laptop, he folds his hands on top the device and motions for you to come close to him. 

“Yeah I ate it. Now what?” Shaking your head at his intimidating words, your eyes narrowed as you look at him. 

He must love when you’re upset at him. Maybe it’s because you suck his cock better with more malus than caution or because you ride him rougher than you would ever normally. He probably loves the way you grip onto his chest when you throw your ass back on him as he grips your hair until you have a throbbing headache. It could be over the littlest things but still, it makes your movements and intent more careless towards your husband.

Gritting your teeth as he holds you in a headlock with your back arched against his chest. You grunt as you bathe in the twisted euphoria of being “mad” at each other. Short and quick thrusts into your cunt, the corner of his lip is upturned in a small smirk at the position he has you in. Showing how much stronger and dominant he is. Feeling your curvy body tremble against him as he forces another orgasm out of you. 

‘Over some damn ice cream.’ He thinks.

In his eyes you’re begging to be fucked into oblivion. Maybe it’s been a long week, no dick and now you forgot how to act with him. But don’t worry, he’ll whip you back into shape. Pounding his cock into your tight gummy walls, to remind you of the burn. The burn of his cock molding itself back into your pussy after a long break. He’ll even feel up your lower abdomen to feel him puncturing your stomach and will even press onto your tummy to hear your pleading whines and cries. 

He loves your pained whining, it’s a wonder really. How you can find the breath to scream when he’s basically smashing your organs together with how deep he’s fucking you.

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[mayajadewrites]

Stained Red - Chapter Five

Chapter Five - Nonsense

WARNING: Smut ahead

1 week later

For the last 7 days, Matt has made an appearance in your day. Whether it was for 5 minutes or 5 hours - he always showed.

He still hasn't seen your apartment, though, and he doesn't usually want to hang out at night.

You've noticed some bruising on his face and knuckles, but brushed it off to a gym accident of some sort.

But... every day?

You couldn't help but worry about him. He's been almost too good to be true - he hasn't overstepped or tried to go past a kiss.

It's Saturday morning - the temperature has dropped significantly since the start of autumn. You smiled at what you think Matt would say if he saw you getting an iced latte when it's this cold out.

Before you headed out for your daily dose of espresso, you looked in the mirror, sliding your hands over your curves.

Body acceptance is something you work on every day. Something you preach to your readers, but have a hard time accepting yourself.

You're soft in some areas where other women are sculpted, which leads you to compare yourself to almost every woman you meet.

You sighed as you ran your fingers through your curls, helping the volume. You're sporting one of your favorite sweat sets with warm ugg boots - which truly means summer is over.

You heard your phone buzz on your entryway table right before you went to throw it in your purse.

Matt: Good morning, beautiful. I hope you enjoy your Saturday. PS - don't forget about my copy of your book in braille.

You smiled down at the phone screen, tapping the sides lightly before responding.

You: I'll work on that today. I'm about to get my latte.

Tell him you miss him. Tell him you miss his touch. His lips. His scent.

You: I hope you have a relaxing Saturday. 🤍

Girl.

You shook your head as you slipped your phone in your purse, locking your doors and heading to the coffee shop.

You plan on stopping by a small book shop after you pick up your latte, adding to your endless TBR (to be read).

As you were browsing the bookshelves, your phone buzzed with a call.

"Hey, are you home yet?" Matt's voice still had a bit of morning-ness in it.

What you would do to wake up next to him and hear that voice.

"No, I'm at the bookstore. Are you okay?"

"Well, I'm outside your house."

"Matthew." You laughed, bringing your books to the counter. "I'm checking out now. I'll see you in a few."

"No rush. I just couldn't wait to see you." You heard Matt smile at the other end of the phone call.

Swoon.

You stuffed your new books in your tote bag after you checked out, eager to see the Matt. You've been thinking about him nonstop, and the thought of him waiting outside your apartment for you made your heart flutter.

When you approached your apartment, he had a bouquet of white roses.

"Matthew." You say breathlessly, kissing his plump lips before grabbing the bouquet. "These are beautiful."

"I remember you said you loved white roses, and you love how they looked in your apartment. Not like I know what that looks like, I've only been in your living room, but-"

"Why don't you come in?" You tilted your head, analyzing his face.

"I don't want to impose, I was thinking I would drop these off and-"

"Leave? Nonsense." You waved your hand, walking up the stairs. "Come in."

Thank God you did a house reset the night before. After you and Matt went your separate ways, you felt the intense need to clean.

You opened the door to your apartment, setting your keys in the bowl next to the door and your purse on the purse rack.

Matt breathed in, seemingly taking in the scent of your home.

"Do you want something to drink?" You ask, putting the flowers in a vase, positioning them on your counter.

"I'm ok." Matt walked over to you, caressing your face. "I missed you."

Your heart was now in your ass.

You leaned into him, pressing your ear to his chest and wrapping your arms around him. You couldn't utter the same words, but you knew he felt them.

You looked up at him, slowly pressing your lips to his. Your hands drifted to his hair, opening your mouth slightly, deepening the kiss.

Matt pulled away, whispering your name. "We don't have to do anything, that's not what I came here for."

"I know." You pulled him into you again, this time his mouth let you in. Your tongue grazed his bottom lip slowly before giving it a gentle bite. Matt winced with pleasure.

You lead Matt to your room, pulling him down next to you on the bed. His hand almost covered your whole face as he kissed you again, his thumb going back and forth on your skin.

You slowly brought yourself to straddle his waist, his hands gliding down your sides to your ass. You could feel his erection on your thigh. Matt was wearing slutty grey sweatpants. I'm sure he knew the effects of grey sweats on women.

You smiled to yourself at the thought.

Spreading your legs a bit more, you gently grab Matt's hand and bring it underneath your sweatshirt. Your skin shuddered at his touch.

The kisses between you and Matt deepened, your core dampening with every motion. Matt's hand slid to one of your breasts, palming it over your bra.

"These feel even better than I imagined." Matt whispered against your lips, his index finger sliding into your bra, circling your nipple.

An involuntary moan escaped your lips. You were feeling bold this morning, so you're sweatshirt was off within a minute of his statement. You leaned back a bit as you threw your sweatshirt on the ground, Matt's hands immediately going to your chest.

"These are beautiful." Matt kneaded your breasts, bringing his lips to your neck, kissing, sucking, and biting. "Tell me if you want me to stop."

"We'll be here forever then." You almost moan, bringing your hand to his erection. Matt put one of his hands over yours, pulling himself from your neck.

"I want this to be about you." He moved your hand to his arm, his lips attacking your neck. "Don't worry about me, princess."

Fuck. Could he be any more sexy?

The answer is yes.

Matt flipped both of you on the bed, bringing his lips to your right breast. He kissed around your nipple before flicking it with his tongue, his eyes looking in your direction.

"Matthew." You moaned, your palm going to the back of his head. You felt his lips form into a smirk as he continued sucking and biting. His head traveled down your body, kissing your stomach. Your body twitched at his kisses. You didn't know if Matt knew how you felt about your body, but he was loving it enough for both of you at this moment.

"May I?" His finger pulled on the elastic of your sweatpants.

"Please." You gulped, looking down as he slid your sweatpants off, revealing your baby pink thong. His fingers tapped the fabric, while his other hand was squeezing your thigh.

"So wet for me already." Matt smirked, pulling the panties down to your ankles. "What a good girl."

Your head goes back, hands buried in his hair.

"My princess." Matt whispers against your core as you feel his nose touch you before his lips.

His hands grab your thighs roughly, most definitely leaving (several) marks. Your body jolted as his tongue entered your cunt, his fingers pressing down on your skin gently.

"Matt." You moaned his name, pulling at several strands of his hair.

"Mmm, I love the way you say my name." His words vibrated against your cunt, sending your heart to a mile a minute. His tongue soon found your clit, which earned a breathy moan from you.

Matt slipped a finger, then two, into your folds as he sucked on your clit. You started to feel euphoria, your legs wrapping around Matt's face as your hips rolled into him. The world was gone - it was just you and Matt.

You felt Matt's face leave your center, your arousal and more glistening on his lips. The sudden departure left you feeling empty.

"You taste even better than I imagined." Matt whispered, pressing his plump lips to yours. You were breathless, your legs shaking from the overstimulation.

You have never came from a man going down on you.

Let alone that fast.

"Matthew." You moaned, still feeling that high. "Let me return the favor."

"Not today, princess. I've been wanting to taste you since I met you."

Your gaze shifted to Matt's lips, so plump and pillow soft. You could kiss that man all day and still want more.

"How'd I taste?" A smirk formed on your face.

"Like water after being parched for years. Like the best part of a meal. Your taste is - addicting. Euphoric." Matt kissed you again, catching you off guard.

And he thought you had a way with words?

This is my first time writing smut so please bare with me! I hope you're all enjoying Stained Red :)

[elibethquin]

Y’all do you ever think how Jesse’s summer🌻 and lake’s winter❄️ vibes meet at the middle,in autumn forest🍂…they literally balance each other’s impulsivity and dismissivness in comfortable kindness and patience of friendship just like autumn has both warmth☀️ of summer and freshness☁️ of winter.they literally invented season of fall🍁. Fall stands for (fall)ing in love 🧡

I will always preach how beautiful of a relationship those two have and how saying that they are friends and or dating is just NOT ENOUGH

I want them to kiss passionately

I want them to long for each other out of their minds

I need them to be inside each other’s skin!

So yeah they are friends and dating sure

But the they are IN LOVE ,they are inseparable ,they are their own people unique like summer and winter but they don’t want to go long without the other so they always find their way,in the middle

— my WhatsApp bestie 2023

[jewwyfeesh]

The Lost Tome - 1

Writer: Mitsuki

Characters: Tsukinaga Leo, Mikejima Madara

Translated by: jewwyfeesh

Leo: The knight-errant’s being chased by a homicidal killer, only to find that said murderer is one’s ex-companion… And, in order not to harm said companion, the knight-errant decided to shoulder the crushing weight of the truth, and was felled under the killer’s blade…

[ ♪ ]

Season: Autumn

Location: Yumenosaki Academy Walkway

Madara: The autumn sky is high and the air is brisk[1]! Though the sunlight’s kinda scorching right now, the ambience is finally much cooler!

Deep breath~ Sucking all that crisp air into one’s lungs is really refershing for the body!

This kinda weather is perfect for a run. Alrightie! I’ve made up my mind! Let’s head out to the track for a good ol’ jog!

Huff and puff and huff~

Oh?! Who’s that up ahead… She’s being blocked by a weird object, and I can’t see her face.

Heyya, do you need some help? Seeing how you’re so slight, it must be tiring to move this large thing by yourself, right? Come’ere, let Mama help you~

Eh? You’re saying ‘You’re not my Mom’? Upon hearing that sound… Is that you, Anzu-san?

Haha, it is you! In that case, let’s redo our introductions~ Anzu-san, long time no seeeeeeeeee!!

You’re telling me not to make a ruckus in the hallways, and not to run around either?

You heard the sound of running, and wanted to see who’s making a mad dash towards you… but you were blocked by this equipment; being unable to discern who’s the one running, you could only rely on the sound of my voice to find out who I was… Is that it?

Hahahaha! Preaching the second you see me~ But such a meticulous personality is a trademark of yours, Anzu-san~

Come on, let me help you! There’s no need to feel shy or anything; not to mention, walking around with your line of sight blocked is rather dangerous.

Speaking of which, what are these, exactly?

Ohhh… So they’re props used by the Theatre Club, and you’re just helping shift them from point A to B.

I’ve changed my mind! I’ll help Anzu-san shift the props! In any case, I’m plenty bored myseeeeelf! If you’re tired, I can carry you alongside all of these, ahahaha!

Ah~ I’ve been rejected! Guess I have no other choice but to just help with the props~

Eh? There’s someone running behind us?

Hey, kiddo, you can’t go scampering ‘round in the halls.

Oh? It’s Leo-san?! Where are you going in such a mad rush? Were you looking for me to play with you? Even if you wanted to play a game with me, you can’t go whizzin’ in the halls as you like~ There there~

Anzu-san, you’re saying I was the one who started sprinting down the halls first? Hahahaha! That’s right, Leo-san, so don’t follow in my footsteps, okay?

Leo: Mama, stop dragging me around! I’m getting chased by someone who wants to kill me!

Madara: Kill you…!? There’s someone who’s chasing you to kill you?? Leo-san!?

Keep calm, and be rest assured! As long as Mama’s here, no one would be able to lay a finger on you.

Leo: Gaaah, Mikejimama, don’t haul me into your chest and pat my head so naturally…

But it seem’s like I’ve thrown them off my trail for now, so I can finally have a breather… Wait a minute, a knight-errant[2] who’s being chased by a murderous killer… It’s flowing, it’s flowing, my inspiration’s flowing…!

I need to write this down immediately! If I forget it in my haste, the world will be deprived of a song that could very well go down in history! What a pity!

Madara: Although disturbing you while you’re composing isn’t good, how did this happen? Anzu-san and I are quite worried after seeing you in such a hurry.

Leo: The knight-errant’s being chased by a homicidal killer, only to find that said murderer is one’s ex-companion… And, in order not to harm said companion, the knight-errant decided to shoulder the crushing weight of the truth, and was felled under the killer’s blade…

Ah, Mikejimama, were you talking to me just now? I’m really sorry, I was so engrossed in composing… I’m really sorry Mikejimama, Anzu!

To be honest, I’m tryna avoid Sena… If he catches me he’s probably gonna lecture me again… and I don’t wanna be lectured…

Anzu, you’re asking if I made Sena angry again? I don’t really know if it can be considered making him angry… Naru sent me a message saying that Sena’s furiously looking for me and to be careful… So… I started hiding from Sena…

In the end I ducked behind some corner and saw him walk by, and he really did look quite upset… His hair was this close to sticking up all over the place…

Madara: Ahhh, so it’s Izumi-san who’s been hunting you down. But why though? With such an air of indignation too.

Leo: To be honest, IDK! But if you really insist on an answer, it might be because of this~

Madara: Is this Leo-san’s newest composition? May I have a look?

Leo: Mm! If Mikejimama wants to have a look, feel free! I wanna hear what Mama thinks of it too ☆

Madara: I’m so very honored! Then, don’t mind if I do! I very much look forward to Leo-san’s newest creations!

Hm… How do I word this? It’s an excellent piece! It has this lilting and unrestrained melody, but there’s also love and courage woven in this gentle feeling… It’s quite unique!

I’m really happy to have been able to lay eyes on such a masterpieeeeeeece!

However, it’s also because it’s so distinctive that I’m all the more curious — where did you source your inspiration, Leo-san?

Leo: Hehehe, to be able to hear Mama sing my praises… Well, it made that murder-goose-chase all the more worth it~

But this time, I really gotta hand it to Rittsu and Anzu. Eh? Anzu, you have a puzzled look on your face.

Don’t tell me you’ve already forgotten the book you picked up earlier?

Ah… The sequence of events went something like this, Mama…

Hold on, that person who’s looking around and heading in our direction kinda looks like… Sena?!

No no no, I really gotta go now. I’ll find some other time to spill the tea, Mama!

Ah, and, if Sena does ask about it… Mama and Anzu, please tell him that I was never here! Please, help me out.

Help… Ah, right! I remember! There’s also this — Mama, Anzu, thank you taking care of Knights ☆

Madara: You’re very welcome, Leo-san, but there’s really no need to thank us. Anzu-san’s surely very happy to be able to interact with the other members of Knights, no?

Just leave this to us; you should hurry up and go. Izumi-san is catching up.

Leo: Thanks, I owe you one! My life is now in your hands, okay~☆ Toodles~

[ ☆ ]

Translator's notes: [1] 秋高气爽 - the autumn sky is high and the air is brisk -- a set phrase for describing fine autumn weather.

[2] knight-errant -- a medieval knight wandering in search of chivalrous adventures; according to this quora post written by paul hume, it seems to suggest that knight-errants were knights who travelled according to their own whims instead of aligning themselves to a particular court / lord, and are fantastical in nature (and not something actually recorded in IRL history)

Story Masterlist | Chapter 2 →

[many-sparrows]

Embracing my queerness made me a better Christian, and I mean that in a very literal, concrete sense. I read my Bible more often and get more from it, I live out the gospel better. Embracing my queerness was the thing that truly taught me to love without bounds and it has irreversibly shaped my life and faith for the better. I want non-affirming Christians to gnaw on that for a while.

[jkuniverz]

Ok, first long MSM post, let’s see how this goes.

Do you ever think about how all the Rare Core Seasonals follow a specific design principle? While the Commons are basic embodiments of whatever holiday they’re meant to represent, the Rares tend to take a negative aspect of that holiday and incorporate it into their design.

For example, let’s look at Punkleton for a second:

Pumpkin head, skeletal body, autumnal leaves decorating the neck and arms- yup, this sure is a Halloween Monster all right!

So what about Rare Punkleton then?

Well, since the poor guys’s head decomposes faster than usual, it dresses up in a paper bag to help hide itself from other Monsters. It’s taking the Halloween aspect of costumes and dressing up and using it to cover up this Monster’s insecurity, especially since it uses a brown paper bag to cover its head, which often in media represents embarrassment or shame at oneself.

I’m not sure if I did the *best* job at describing that, but looking at the other Rare Core Seasonals will hopefully better convey what I mean.

So, we’ve got:

-Rare Yool: based off of the Grinch and social outcasts

-Rare Schmoochle: have had conflicts and quarrels with one another

-Rare Blabbit: inversely steals Monster Eggs and covers its tracks well

-Rare Hoola: uses their extra hoop to distract Monsters while tricking them

…Ok, so the theme between them is a little loose, but hopefully you’re able to understand what I’m getting at. There’s some negative aspect to its respective holidays that the Rare Seasonals incorporate into its design and lore.

…but that’s just the Rare Core Seasonals. What about the Rare Auxiliary Seasonals? Do they follow this design principle as well?

Let’s take a look at the current 3 Rare Auxiliary Seasonals:

Rare Gobbleygourds have an indomitable will to try and fly- it’s all they really do. How this is supposed to be a negative aspect of Thanksgiving is… beyond me. Maybe it’s that it mirrors Gobbleygourd’s intense desire to feed everyone during Feast-Ember, but all Rare Gobbleygourd does it hurt itself? I don’t know.

All that we know about Rare Jam Boree is that it’s made of chocolate (or rather, chokkolit), and it may have something to do with poems, as it’s ingame Bio reads like one. Maybe Rare Jam Boree likes to write poems in celebration of events? It’s definitely a more deep and meaningful way to celebrate, by writing it down in contrast to plain partying, so there’s that.

Finally, there’s Rare Clavavera. I’m not too familiar with the Day of the Dead holiday, so I don’t really feel confident about pointing out any sort of reference it may have to its real life holiday equivalent. Though, it’s Bio does state that, “Unique to the Rare… is a special interest in writing of short, witty verses that poke light-hearted fun at those same ancestors”, so that may be the aspect of the Monster that fits with the Rare Seasonal theme?… though, I can’t say for sure.

It doesn’t look like the old Rare Seasonal design philosophy is being followed necessarily anymore, at least not with my analysis. Maybe it is, and I’m just not realizing it. Maybe there’s no such thing as a design theme with Rare Seasonals and I’m just a crazy man on the internet rambling about something that doesn’t matter. Regardless of that, I’m going to make small predictions for the next two Rare Aux Seasonals anyways that follow this probably made-up theme, and no one’s going to stop me.

The next Rare Seasonal to be released will be Rare Carillong, coming sometime soon. For it, I predict it to be based off of/poke fun at New Year Resolutions, and more specifically, how no one can ever follow them. The design would be more rugged and unkempt compared to the Common Carillong’s, maybe with frizzled hair, wear showing on the Chimekeeper, and so on. It’d be funny to imagine Rare Carillong as a hypocrite, preaching about turning over a new leaf and setting goals at the start of the year that it itself clearly doesn’t follow.

After that, we’ve got Rare Ffidyll, which I think would be cool if it were the unluckies Monster in the Monster World. Its nose can only sniff out disaster instead of money, it would look slightly beaten from all sorts of comical trouble it’s gotten in, and to show how unlucky it is, its clover hat would only have three petals.

Will these be accurate predictions for the next two Rare Aux Seasonals, following this theme I may have made up? Probably not. But it would be funny!

[humunanunga]

Preaching to the choir to talk about climate change, I know, so I just wanna share some millennial perspective for folks who'd be too young or too urban to have witnessed these kinds of ecological changes. I'm 30 now, in 2023, and I'm from the southern post oak savannahs in Texas.

Growing up, spring was characterized by the lovebugs swarming to mate. Gas stations would be especially packed by them, attracted to the smell of their own smeared bodies being wiped off of everyone's windshields. My grandmother saw maybe one this year.

Growing up, summer was characterized by droves of cicadas, junebugs, grasshoppers and the black-and-yellow argiope, a web spider that grows big enough to eat them. This had been one of the quietest summers I can ever recall. I didn't hear the wee-oo-wee-oo of scissorgrinder cicadas at all this year. I saw grasshoppers but not a single argiope. I saw maybe one junebug.

Growing up, autumn got frost in the mornings. I would have to wait for the windshield to defrost to go to school. Texas was always warm in the summer, but it was still normal to get cooler-than-tropical weather during the cold months. The last time I can recall morning frost was at least ten years ago.

Growing up, winter still didn't usually give us more than one day of snow toward February, but we did get ice and sleet. It was normal to see my breath outside. The polar vortices were unusual, but warm winters are also unusual even in Texas. They're a very recent occurrence.

A lot of users on this platform were born after these changes already passed, or else grew up in the city. If climate change were reversed tomorrow, it would be a shock to the system how much more fuller the air would be with wings and songs during the warm months, and how much icier the cold months would be. I don't know how to express to anyone younger than me how much emptier, quieter, the trees and grasses are compared to however old I'd have been when they were born.

What's happened has already happened, but. I dunno. It's still important to remember what else is different or missing, especially in order to better envision what recovery will look like.

[myymi]

I want more about tails getting spoiled by his siblings PLEASE

:]

sonic&shadow spoil him the most out of the four of them.

sonic because he knows how rough tails's life has been and he wants to make the rest it amazing because he deserves it

shadow because tails reminds him of a certain little girl he used to take care of </3

tails is a very touchy kid. he wants to homd hands, hug, snuggle, anything 24/7 and his siblings have just accepted their fates

amy goes out of her way to hug him. any chance she gets when they see each other, it's practically on sight with them n they battle to see who can squeeze harder (amy can, tho not by that much)

sonic's chill with all the hugging n stuff, but never initiates it himself unless tails really needs a hug from his big bro (he's more than happy to ruffle his bangs or give him a noogie tho :] that's his right as a big bro)

knuckles allows tails to climb around him like he's a fuckin jungle gym or smthn djdbsjns he also carries tails like a baby when he gets tired (he swears he's not soft)

shadow actually really enjoys tails's hugs n whatnot (cough maria cough) but he will never initiate it himself, he does pat tails's head when he wants to show he's proud of him for fixing omega or the dark rider

though sonic was very adament abt the amount of mints tails is allowed to have in a day, amy does not give a fuck

when tails is over at her house for binding time, she's making that kid every mint flavored treat she can think of/has ingredients for and you best believe that lil guy eats just about all of them (he leaves some for his big sister <3)

shadow let's him ride the dark rider with him, but he has to wear a helmet when he does

(tails argues that he's been through plenty of plane crashes and is perfectly okay, shadow says he's going to install safety gear in the tornado if the fox doesn't zip it)

due to the fact he thinks it isn't important, whenever tails actually falls asleep everyone does whatever they can to make sure he stays asleep

sonic'll either sit next to him or pull him on his chest because his heartbeat has always helped tails with sleeping (+a few other things, idk tails just really likes hearing his brother's heartbeat) if tails does stir at all, he'll rub the back of his ears to send him back to dreamland :]

since warmer areas tend to help keep the kit sleepin, amy'll grab a heater and point it at the fox to keep him nice and toasty <;3 stay asleep you little fuck

knuckles is gone, left to grab a blanket, a stuffed animal (even thought they're for BABIES (they're not, but tails is vry adament even though he keeps every single one he's given)), and any other one of tails's comfort items that are in a close proximity

shadow's putting headphones over his ears and turning on some white noise that is anything but a storm (or.. attempting. tails's ears are so big, it doesn't quite fit correctly)

ALL of them enforce work breaks and tails is not happy about it

he expected it from sonic and amy because they preach about how taking breaks is good for your mind, also you kinda need to eat to stay alive, and blah, blah, blah..

knuckles originally caught him off guard, but it made more sense once he started his whole "a strong warrior needs the proper rest" speech

he cannot for the life of him figure out why shadow of all people enforces it "you're no use if you work yourself to death" he says, but tails just knows that fucker is hiding something

(it takes him a while to understand people care about him so just.. give it a bit, it'll set it eventually)

god forbid tails says something even slightly self-deprecating because he'll get 4 different talks about how he's literally the coolest person ever, or he shouldn't push himself so hard, or he's doing the best he can and that's more than enough, or that he's just a kid who's given unrealistic expectations from society and he shouldn't force himself to live up to it, and yadda yadda

during autumn, they all burrow together because tails brought up the fact they were all burrowing animals and thought it'd be a cool bonding experience for the five of them (it happens yearly. way past cool, sonic approved typa thing)

he gets SO many cuddles when there's a lightning storm djdbsjns

they all let him go on his tech rambles for hours because they love seeing him be so happy and passionate abt something, also it's adorable how his tails wag so hard he lifts himself off the ground (his siblings usually have to hold his hand so he doesn't go too high)

if he's feeling lazy, amy'll carry him around ("he can walk, ames" "but he doesn't want to! sue me for keeping our little brother happy!")

these are all the ones i can think of atm, i just woke up so sorry if you were wanting more 😭

i can totally add on later if you want !! :]

[wwriothesley]

      I return here after having done the Benoit questline in Genshin. Me and Venus were discussing this some days ago, and they posed an interesting observation.

      ( SPOILERS FOR THE LEROY: DYING FLASH QUESTLINE )

      Long story short, Benoit was, and still is, a piece of shit. He sells his daughter, Autumn, not once, but two times in arranged marriages to amass a fortune and get himself a cozy, big house in the court of Fontaine- the second time, Autumn has a daughter from the husband, who abused her heavily. She murdered him and entrusted her daughter to her father Benoit- only for him to refuse to serve as a witness on her behalf. She is then arrested and sent to the Fortress.

      After that, as if that was not enough in the list of shitty actions, he also sold Autumn's daughter to a rich family, and used the child support he received from them on himself. Tl;dr is that in both endings he gets his just karma. I'm not at all biased towards this NPC and I absolutely did not click the 'I'll keep quiet and y'all can kill Benoit's ass' option so fast I almost dropped my phone. Noooooo...

      Now, a particular point that I want to focus on is Autumn's escape from the Fortress.

      It's canonically stated that she manages to escape from Meropide- which I imagine isn't an easy feat, due to the high surveillance of the place, both inside and outside. A girl who has a goal so big, that dreamed of revenge, wouldn't have been able to adapt to the Fortress enough to ''forget her past life'', as Meropide preaches. She could have also escaped with Athos, a friend posing as her husband. Wriothesley knows every single inmate of the Fortress, too.

      A girl who has been sold like livestock, who wishes to kill her father for the evil he has done to her... 

      There's the possibility that he had a talk with her, at some point. That in no way she could forget the profound hatred for her father, who betrayed her in every possible sense and sold her like cattle, putting her at the mercy of people she didn't loved. She could have told this all to Wriothesley in front of a cup of tea, and he would have been quiet for a time- reminded Autumn that humans have deep-seated, dark instincts, and the call for revenge is a strong concotion to drink daily. It poisons every chance of starting anew, seeps into the cracks even as they try to build a new life down here. There's nothing he can do or say to make this better- it's up to her to find her path, now.

      How she has replied, and how their talk has continues or stopped, nobody knows about.

      However, I am a firm believer that Autumn didn't simply had a stroke of luck in fleeing Meropide. 

      Wriothesley didn't put an hand in to aid her escape- that's not his job, and it'd go against his duty as the administrator of the Fortress. But let's say that he, perhaps, turned a blind eye to her and Athos's disappearence-

      And simply pretended to be deaf if he heard the group of friends that she made down here whisper about how they were happy that she could act on her revenge.

[gifsbysimplysonia]

Rating Hayden Christensen movies Part 1

Thank you to @quinnsstars for the original post. I actually reblogged and added thoughts/ratings to her post but I just wanna put it in the tag in case anyone else might appreciate the ridiculous ratings and reviews lmao

Me and @jillybean1217 as we have now watched the following Hayden Christensen movies (as I’ve read in HC’s tag here on Tumblr, it’s not a Hayden flick if there’s not Tears or Tits or Both so that’s one of the Rating Categories):

Outcast

Movie: 3 / 5

Hayden: 10 / 5

Tears or Tits: Both!

I’m always going to be partial to a long on top but shaved on the sides haircut on a handsome man. Hayden is a Crusader Knight named Jacob while Nicholas Cage is a Knight named Gallain.

Hayden is so amazing in fights: super graceful in both hand to hand combat and with any type of sword. Jacob does lean towards Legolas levels of skill in this which isn’t terribly believable as he’s human, on opium (which he sticks in his mouth like it’s chewing tobacco??), and more often than not just this side of mortally wounded 😄 Yet he persists and looks so good whilst doing it. Covered in blood is a look I didn’t know i was into either, ha. The only minus for me with him was his accent went from British to Irish to Scottish, with Canadian slipping through kind of consistently.

Tears or Tits: Tears cuz he goes through physical pain and tits out cuz he bathes / has to be patched up when hurt.

Nick Cage is being Nick Cage in this so if that’s entertaining for you, you’ll be entertained when Nick pops up. Unfortunately I just remained puzzled about Crusader Knights in ancient China. Don’t think it falls under white savior though cuz dude was just trying to be on opium lol

90 Minutes In Heaven

Hayden: 1 / 5

Movie: 2 / 5

Tears or Tits: Tears

I understand if this 1980s Tom Selleck mustachioed vibe is for someone, but it is not for me. Hayden also made a choice to make his character Don Piper - based on a real person - Colonel Sanders level Southern…which was WILD cuz we get a clip of the real pastor preaching at the end of the movie and he doesn’t have an accent, like, at all.

We have referred to this as a Jesus movie as it’s produced by a company specifically making religious movies, and Christianity might as well have top billing. I’m sure the message could be for someone, just not for me.

The dramatization of the story also was too illogical and wild for me. Tell me when State Police would tell a man to go ahead and pray for a victim and then allow this random person to walk into an accident scene, climb into a mangled car and then LAY HIS HAND ON THE CORPSE to pray for the person?!? Don was also portrayed as very selfish and almost childish cuz he couldn’t understand why God had let him into heaven only to bring him back to a lot of pain and suffering. His parents, his kids, and his wife provided no inspiration for him to get his attitude together and I found myself actively disliking him.

Tears or Tits: Tears, usually of pain, and some wild noises that out of context? I could appreciate 🤐

I love (and miss) rom coms which is what this is so I was down. I am such a sucker and a sap, I’ll watch the same plot 72 different ways (i watch all the Hallmark autumn movies every year). This is in no way original which doesn’t have to be a bad thing but this could have been done better. Tropes include: childhood friends to enemies, fck boi/sleep with everyone, rival families, leaving small neighborhood and return, 1-on-1 competition with each other.

Little Italy

Movie: 3.5 / 5

Hayden: 4 / 5

Tears or Tits: Tits

Leo Campoli (how he’s introduced at a local fest) / Leo Campo (how the character is credited at the end of the flick) is adorable. I’m just confused by his - and everyone’s - New York accents? Cuz the film takes place in Little Italy in TORONTO CANADA! I guess everyone thought “Italian accent” somehow was equivalent to New York accent which was disappointing.

Despite being the neighborhood bicycle, Leo is sweet, helpful and thoughtful. Super adorable. And i like his dark hair, makes his eyes pop. It’s just funny that they obviously did reshoots or shot at some point after the original shoot cuz his hair is distracting in its difference

And I just love this one of him "dancing"

Unfortunately Emma Roberts plays the other romantic lead and I don’t like her as a person (mean girl and transphobe). I also found her character unlikable in her “I’m better than my home” attitude, as well as just found her devoid of charisma or charm. If I’m not rooting for both leads in a rom com, it’s not a great movie for me.

Tears or tits: Tits! Gratuitous and wonderful

BONUS! He plays soccer in the rain.

I have plot bunnies for all of these characters (not proud about the phone sex PWP for the pastor lmaooooo) now lol