#big fear for younger me For some reason. it was this and the like. ok. so

[connormoving]

tangentially prev i literally used to get stressed out when i was a kid bc like i knew animals had different lifespans than people and id lie awake and id be like . if a deer was born in the wild at the same moment as me itd probably be dead by now . and id get so stressed out abt it

[justmeinadaze]

Yin and Yang Part 2 (Steddie X You)

Warnings: Older Daddy Eddie (Late 30s)/ Older Dom Mr. Harrington (Late 30s) & Younger Fem Sub Y/N (mid 20s), SMUT, voyeurism (technically; Eddie's not far lol), male masturbation, big dick Steve Harrington :P, dirty talk (LOTS of dirty talk), light spanking (once), light choking (once), established relationship mentioned and vaguely touched on between Steddie, aftercare always.

There's no real angst or fluff. Eddie does have a moment where he's worried about Y/N and does a temperature check but other than that nothing big. Just a lot of self indulgent smut. I have some ideas for more parts to expand on all three of them so more for sure because I am a thirsty lady.

Word Count: 4973

Part 1 here/ Donate to Me :)

It had been a little over three hours since you and your boyfriend had arrived at his best friend’s house and had yet to run into the host at all. To be fair, Steve Harrington’s house was much larger than even Eddie’s but the man told you he didn’t need a lot of space having grown up in a trailer. 

The party he had invited you both to was in full swing with guests running wild knowing they could leave any mess since they didn’t live here. People everywhere were lip locked with a significant other as hands roamed in places that were meant to be private. Drunk hooligans were screaming and shouting, some happy and others angry. 

A few guests like the man you loved were calmly talking shop as you remained at his side. You’d be lying however if you said you weren’t a little…bored. 

“Eddie, Chemical Waste is a great band with a magnificent drummer but I don’t see how you’re going to get the general public to attach to them the way they did Corroded Coffin.”, a man in a suit practically whined making even you cringe. 

“And that’s why I bring in more money than you, Jesse. I don’t take good sounds for granted especially where a rock band fits in any aspect of life.”

“Pfft please! It’s not like you can get in the mood to metal.”

“Hm. Well, you’re definitely not fucking any woman right then.”, Eddie replied cheekily as he glanced your way. “Are you alright?”, he asked, noticing your antsy demeanor. 

“Yeah, baby. I’m going to go outside for a bit and get some air.”

“I’ll come with you—”

“No, Eddie. It’s alright. I won’t be long.”

“Y/N, I don’t think you should be wondering around here alone.” When you sigh and roll your eyes, his own irises shift into that particular dark look you had come to know very well. Taking a step closer to you, he lowered his voice so only you would be able to hear. “Do I need to scold you here in front of all these people, little girl? Is that the first impression you want to make?”

“No.”

“No, what?”

“No, Daddy.”

His chocolate eyes flick to the balcony patio outside before sighing heavily himself. 

“Go out that door but don’t go where I can’t see you.”

“Okay…”, you reply but when you start to walk away, Eddie grabs your wrist, pulling you to his chest and lightly kisses your lips making you smile. “I love you.”

“I love you to.”

***

Leaning against the railing, you took in the city around you. Being with a famous music producer allowed you to see parts of the world you never thought you’d get to experience even just in the town you were from. Coming from a small area with very little money, you were barely able to cross the street let alone a state line to see new things. 

You never took for granted the sights and places Eddie took you to even if it was just the inside of hotel room for a lay over to the next place. The first time he flew you somewhere, you cried, fearing you were taking advantage him. 

“Baby, it’s ok. I like taking you on trips like this and seeing you have fun.”

“I just don’t want you to feel like this is the only reason I’m with you.”

Eddie chuckles at your statement as if it’s the cutest thing he’s ever heard and pulls you into his embrace. 

“The fact that you’re worried about that tells me you’re different than the other people I’ve met. No one even cares enough to be concerned about that kind of thing.”

“Does Eddie know you’re out here all by your lonesome?” You jump at the sound of the man’s voice who immediately throws up his hands in surrender. “I’m so sorry, honey. I didn’t mean to startle you. To be honest, I thought you were just some woman who snuck in because I didn’t remember inviting someone as gorgeous as you.” He smirked cockily when you blushed, leaning his elbow against the railing. 

“Then of course I remembered my best friend was bringing his girl over. Hi, I’m Steve Harrington.”

When he extended his hand to yours, you shook it relaying your name softly as he continued to hold your palm. 

“So does he know? Eddie? That you’re out here alone?”

“Of course.”, you grin as your eyes gesture towards your boyfriend whose own eyes met his friends as he smiled. 

“Oh, of course.”, he teased as he obnoxiously waved his way. “I’m not going to lie, a part of me was hoping there was a bit of a bad girl in that sexy dress so we could have a bit more fun. Nothing hotter than watching Eddie get tightly wound.”

When your head tilted to the side, he chuckled as he took a sip of the whiskey in his glass. 

“I guess he didn’t tell you. That’s alright. Wouldn’t want to overwhelm you when it’s your first time meeting me. I understand that.”

“I wouldn’t get overwhelmed.”

“No? It wouldn’t intimidate you to know that Eddie and I have fucked before?”

Steve’s eyes locked with yours as a steady breath escaped your lips. The action itself didn’t intimidate you but the casual way he was speaking about it as if he was talking about the weather. 

“N-No…it doesn’t intimidate me. You’re a lot more forward than he is.”

“Pfft, you’re not wrong.”, he laughs. “I spent most of life being pushed around by my father so I decided when I got my own company I’d never do that again. If I wanted something, I’d say it.”

“He’s teaching me how to do that. I’m not great at that especially when I’m…”

“When you’re what, honey? Tell me.”

“W-When I’m calling him Daddy.”

“You mean when you’re in that little girl headspace?” A bit to aggressively you nod your head making his smile widen as his palm reaches out to caress your cheek. “I can help you with that, pretty girl, if you want me to.”

“Wait.”, you reply suddenly grasping his wrist and his eyes promptly fill with genuine concern. “I just, um, everyone here thinks I’m with Eddie. I mean I am with Eddie but… if people see you touching me like this it could affect his business. I wouldn’t want to jeopardize that or anything.”

Again, Steve’s head tilts.

“Huh. You’re more worried about him and how he’ll be perceived than yourself?”

“To an extent. People can think whatever they want independently. You can’t control that but if it interrupts my life or his or even yours…”

For a second, you thought you may have offended him with how his jaw jutted out and he clicked his tongue against his teeth until he started addressing people outside. 

“Attention! Everyone listen up! Thank you for coming but I need everyone to leave!” Murmurs and awkward giggles flow through the crowd before he claps his hands and shouts even louder. “You people heard me! Get the fuck out of my house! That’s right, come on now. Oh, I know. You’ll have to get free booze somewhere else.”

Your eyes widen as you power walk to your boyfriend and hastily loop your arm through his. 

“I think I did something wrong.”

“What do you mean, sweetheart?”

“H-He’s kicking us all out.”

“Not everyone, baby girl. We’re still welcome to stay unless you want to go.”, Eddie asks as his hand cups your cheek. “Do you want to leave?”

Glancing towards Steve, who was coming back down the hallway, ushering people out from the bedrooms while they hurriedly put back on their clothes, you shook your head and leaned on the boy’s shoulder. 

“No, Daddy, I don’t want to leave.”

He blinked as you used his title so freely without prompting and a sigh of relief left his chest; you were comfortable. 

“Yes, alright, alright. Thank you for coming and destroying my space. My cleaning lady would like me to remind you that she hates you all. Ok, ba-bye.”, the businessman continued to sass before slamming the door shut and raising his arms in victory. “All gone! Now it’s just us.”

“I’m sorry if I upset you.”, you respond meekly, grabbing his attention. 

Balancing his hands on his knees, Steve bends to your level as his soft eyes find yours. 

“Look at me, honey? Do I look upset?”, he asked in a calm tone.

“You kicked everyone out…”

“Yeah, you mentioned being afraid of ruining our businesses and reputation if people saw me touching or talking to you a certain way. I don’t care about the people I kicked out but I do care if you and Eddie are comfortable.” When he reached out to caress your cheek, this time you allowed it as you tenderly kissed the pad of his thumb as it grazed your lips making him smile. 

“Are you both hungry? I don’t know about you but I’m starving.”

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You giggled from your place on the sofa as you took a bite of the food Steve had ordered for you three while he continued to regale you with stories of his friendship with your boyfriend. 

“I kid you not, honey, this party in LA was insane. It reminded me of dance scene in Moulin Rouge where she dangles from the roof. Girls where dancing fucking everywhere and this guy acted like he was stepping into his office or some shit. Just like zero emotion painted on his face.”

“Look, that’s your scene, Harrington, not mine. I’m more into like metal shows and concerts, things like that. I don’t know how to be at a regular party let alone that.”

“I think you did well tonight, baby.”, you beam as you tilt towards him to kiss his cheek. 

Steve silently studies the exchange as his friend blushes and places his hand back on your calf to continue massaging your legs comfortingly. When you lean back against the couch your eyes linger on his smile before you turn towards the other man and notice that he was watching. 

“What about you, honey? What’s your scene?”

“Um…I’m not really sure to be honest. It may sound cliché but right now it’s Eddie. I love everywhere he takes me and places he shows me. I feel like I’m taking advantage though.”

“Baby, you’re not taking advantage. You know I love taking care of you.”

“I know but…I can’t help that I have a heart.”, you smile.

“Hm. Is that why you agreed to this? Because he wants you to?” When your gaze shifts his way and you flash him a confused look, Steve can’t help but sarcastically chuckle. “Don’t play dumb, Y/N. The three of us know you’re not just here to meet me. There’s a whole other side to Mr. Munson here that no one knows about that I just find so fucking attractive.”

While he speaks Eddie’s eyes lock with his friends as his demeaner hardens while Steve cockily grins his way. 

“Eddie would never force me to do anything I didn’t want to.”

“Huh uh. Your point being…?”

“I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t want to be, Mr. Harrington. I just know how important you are to him and I don’t…want to disappoint…”

“I highly doubt that’s possible, pretty girl.”, the businessman grins your way. “He means a lot to me to. Eddie’s saved me from myself a few times and been there when no one else was. Which is why I’m asking the questions that I am.” Slithering to the carpet, he scoots his body till he’s in front of you and takes your legs off Eddie’s lap to place them in front of himself. “We want you to do this because you want to. Not because you think it will appease him…which it will but…”, he chuckles. 

Your eyes scan over him as he waits for you to respond. 

Steve had taken some effort to dress up for his party donning a suit that haphazardly hung to his frame. After everyone left, he had removed his jacket and rolled up his sleeves, leaving a couple of buttons open on his chest to show off the undershirt that barely covered the chest hair peeking through. 

His slacks were a bit baggy but the belt that clung to his waist accentuated his hips making you promptly want to wrap your arms around him. His hair, that had been styled when you first saw him, was now frayed due to him running his fingers through it as he spoke throughout the dinner and if he had bothered shaving this morning, you couldn’t tell with the light shades of hair that dusted his upper lip. 

While Steve came off strong, he radiated a safety that told you everything was ok and that you could trust him. 

“Can we go slow?”

“Of course. Of course, baby.”, Eddie comforts as he slides closer to you and wraps his arm around your shoulders. “Just say Red like I taught you if you get uncomfortable, ok?”

“Ok, Daddy. I love you.”

“I love you to, princess.”, he whispers as he kisses your lips. 

“Are there any hard no’s for either of you?”, Steve asked as his fingers slid down your legs till he reached your heel and began unbuttoning the clasp.

“She’s pretty timid so she’s not really into the rougher stuff.”

“Can she not tell me?”, the man snickers as he moves to your other foot. 

After rolling his eyes, Eddie gestured towards his friend urging you to answer. 

“I’m open to trying anything… just…don’t hurt me…”

“You have to define ‘hurt’, honey.”

“Don’t like punch me or anything.”

Your answer gave Steve pause as his gaze shifted between you and your boyfriend. 

“Y/N, that never crossed my mind. I would never hurt you like that. I know some people are into that but I know Eddie and he knows me. We don’t want to see you hurt or cry like that. No one’s ever hurt you like that right? Because I’ll fucking kick their ass.”

“No, Sir.”, you giggle at his slightly teasing yet protective tone. “No one’s ever hurt me like that. I just…like I said, I’m new to all this. Eddie teaches me things and he’s always so patient.” The man besides you beams with pride as he kisses your temple. “What about you? Is there anything I should know?”

Steve blinks as his little smirk flickers along his lips. 

“Would you be surprised no one has ever asked me that?”

“Why? I mean I want you to enjoy yourself to and I don’t want to make you uncomfortable either.”

“Jesus Christ.”, he groans as his cheek falls against your bare thigh and his hands hug your leg. “You have to take me to this coffee shop you found her at, Ed, because she is perfect.”

On impulse, your fingers reach out to pet his head and he moans lightly at the action as he tilts a bit to kiss your skin. 

“No, honey. Just be honest and vocal with me. Sometimes I get…passionate…so if I’m doing something you like or don’t like just tell me.”

“Yes, Sir. What about you, Daddy?”

“I’m just watching tonight, sweetheart.”

“Yeah but is there…is there something you don’t want me to with him? Like…can I kiss him?”

“Yeah, baby girl, you can kiss him. You can do anything you want as long as you feel safe and I will be right here if you need me.”

“Ok, Daddy.”

“Why don’t you take off your dress, babe, and show Steve what he gets to play with?”

Nodding, you rose to your feet and wiggled your frame as you slid the tight-fitting fabric down your body bringing your panties down with it.

“No bra?”, Steve asked as you sat back down and he took a seat beside you.

“I didn’t think it went with the dress.”

“We were at the mall for hours looking for the ‘perfect’ dress. She wanted to look nice for you.”, Eddie jested making you blush.

“Aw, honey. Well, it was absolutely gorgeous.”, his friend cooed as he placed his arm over his own behind your head and rested his other palm on your stomach. “I think I like this outfit the best.”, he whispers causing a shutter to ripple through you.

Leaning your lips toward Steve’s, your pussy clenched as they mingled together while you mewled at his taste. They both had a lingering note of nicotine but this man was oddly softer with his technique than Eddie; so much so that you constantly chased his mouth for more friction. 

As you turned to kiss your boyfriend, his lips were desperately waiting as he cupped your head in his head and held you still. Steve’s tongue grazed your throat as he placed open mouth kisses along your skin causing you to pant as you struggled to stay connect to the man you loved. 

“How does it feel? Tell Daddy, baby.”

“G-Good. Want more.”

“Tell him. Tell Mr. Harrington what you want, sweetheart.”

Your eyes fluttered closed as Steve’s mouth and tongue found purchase on your tit as he sucked and licked your nipple. 

“Please—mmm—Mr. Harrington. I want to feel you t-touch me.”

Without saying a word, he tore off his shirt and pushed down his pants to his ankles. 

“Fuck, come here, honey.” Laying on your side, you place your head towards his stomach and Steve groans when a glob of spit falls from your mouth on to his tip. “There you go, Y/N. Shit.”

As your hand begins to pump him, you listen as he sucks on his fingers before rubbing them against your clit. 

“Oh…Oh my god, Steve.”

No sooner had his name left your mouth was your hair being yanked back as his angry eyes found yours. 

“When we are together, little girl, you will show me respect. Do I make myself clear?”

“Ah…yes, Sir.”

“Who am I right now?”

“Mr. Harrington.”

His cock twitched in your hand as he gripped you tighter.

He was enjoying the control. 

“Louder, Y/N.”

“Mr. Harrington! You’re Mr. Harrington, Sir!”

As soon as he let you go, you desperately wanted to make up for your indiscretion, immediately wrapping your lips around his length and bobbing your head. 

“Atta girl. Fuck-- don’t overwhelm yourself. I-I know I’m a lot.”

The sound of a belt unbuckling echoed through the living room and you know Eddie was making himself more comfortable especially when Steve’s fingers breached your entrance as he curled them inside you. 

“Jesus, look how fucking hard you are. You like watching your girlfriend take my cock down her throat?” Utilizing one of your hands, you massaged the businessman’s balls eliciting a loud grunt that had you clenching around his fingers. “You were right, Ed. She’s—mmph—she’s good at sucking dick. Damn, and she’s so fucking tight. You’re right, baby. I’m going to stretch you in half.”

Your moan mixes with Eddie’s at the notion. 

“Fuck me. I can’t—” Abruptly Steve removed his fingers and manhandled you till your head was on your boyfriend’s lap on your back. After removing the rest of his clothes, he opened your legs wide and spit directly into your cunt before falling on top of you. “I’m gonna try and go slow at first but I just really want to fucking pound into you so like I said…If I’m hurting you—”

“I’ll tell you. Please, Mr. Harrington, I need you.”, you whine as you grind your hips along his hard cock. 

His arms boxed you in as his head fell beside your own and he began guiding himself into you. Your hands promptly grabbed his shoulders as you bit your bottom lip. 

“There y-you go, sweetheart. Such a good girl.”, Eddie cooed softly above you as you felt the slight wind of his hand stroking his length. 

The whole scene was driving you wild and you couldn’t help but squeeze tighter around the man inside you making him grunt as you whined in slight pain. 

“A-Are you o-o-okay, Sir?”

Steve’s fingers threaded in your hair as he lifts his head to look down at your face. As he thrusts in another inch, a heavy breath leaves your lips hitting his own as his features scrunch in what looks like pain. 

“Talk to me.”, you whimper. “I need you to be v-vocal to.”

Leaning his forehead against yours, his tenderly gives you a kiss. 

“I’m not even…even all the way in…I feel like…mmm…I’m gonna cum. Am I h-h-hurting you?”

“A little but…feels…good…” This time you kiss him as your nails drag down his back till your palms grip his ass. “It’s ok, Steve.”, you whisper. “Keep going. I want to feel all of you. I don’t care if I can’t walk tomorrow as long as I can feel you.”

Subtly guiding him with your hands, he delivered you small thrusts as his beautiful eyes remained locked on yours. 

“Uhhh, fuck. Feels so good, Mr. Harrington.” When he was fully seated inside of you, you both froze as you relished the feeling of each other. “Please, Sir. I need you to move.”

A large palm circled around your throat and lightly squeezed as Steve pushed up on his elbow to glare down at you. 

“You need me to move, little girl? Then don’t fucking pout. You take what I fucking give you.”

Eddie’s movements still as he watched the scene before him. The few times the two of them had played this was how Steve was. Where Eddie was a bit softer, Steve was much more rugid and rough around the edges. Daddy wanted to teach whereas Mr. Harrington wanted someone to obey. When they were intimate, they bounced off each other quiet well. When Steve needed someone to just love him and care for him Daddy was there. When Eddie was tired of being in control all day, Mr. Harrington took over. 

They never dug too deep into it or what that aspect of their relationship meant. They just knew they were best friends and that’s all that mattered. 

With him, you were always very shy about a lot of sexual things. You were no prude but like you said, you had only experienced the vanilla lifestyle. Eddie loved your innocence and it catered to his Daddy nature. But neither of you had ever gotten this far. 

He’d never tried being rough with you in this way nor had he ever had to “punish” you. Unlike the women he dated previously, you were far from a brat. Occasionally yes he did scold you but all in all nothing more. When he asked you about being intimate with Steve, he knew the man leaned more towards that spectrum which is why he insisted on you utilizing the safe word should you need it. 

Eddie had also warned him that you were timid and to just go along with your flow. 

To him on the outside looking in, however, it seemed like Steve jumped to a 10 without warning. 

“Sweetheart, what color are we at?”

Instead of answering you tried push against his friend’s grasp to kiss his lips again but he just pushed you down as he smirked at your insistence. Eddie couldn’t believe what he was seeing and his cock twitched slightly at the sight.

You were disobeying. 

“Answer me, Y/N.”

“Green, Daddy.”

“She’s fine, Munson. Look at her. Desperate little thing just wants to cum.” Suddenly wrapping his arms around you, Steve sits up without pulling out so you’re straddling him. “Well, go ahead, honey. Take what you want.”

Balancing your hands against his shoulders, you bounced your hips slowly at first as you fully got used to his size. The burn had long since passed and pleasure was fully in the driver’s seat as his cock hit and surpassed all your buttons till you were a desperate mess. 

“Fuck, Eddie, do you hear that? She’s so f-fucking wet. Come on, baby. Harder!”, he scolded as he spanked your behind. A string of ahs escaped you as you did what he commanded, your eyes rolling as your head fell back. “Atta girl. Taking my dick so well. No one-mmph—no one’s ever taken all of me before. Not even him.”

Glancing towards your boyfriend, you moaned as his hand stroked his cock at a blistering pace as he grunted at the feeling, his eyes focused on your tits and body as they moved. 

“M-Mr. Harrington feels so good, Daddy. Can I have his cum? Please! I wanna feel him cum inside me.”

“Jesus fucking Christ. Y-Yeah, baby girl. If you squeeze his cock real tight when you cum I’m sure he could return the favor.”

Your lips crashed to Steve’s as your tongues danced together and his arms held you in place.

“Just like that, Sir. Please…I’m gonna…”

The pants that left his mouth warmed your cheek as he clung to you, planting his feet into the carpet as he thrust up into you roughly. The sound of skin slapping skin hit your ears and after a few more pumps your body trembled as you came. 

“FUCK! God fucking damn it!”, Steve shouted as his hands held you tighter to him. “You pussy is choking my dick. Fuck I’m gonna cum.”

Hastily, he tossed you to the side on your stomach and lifted your ass in the air as he shifted around behind you. Sliding his cock back inside of you, Steve set an animalistic pace as he chased his high. Leaning over your back, his palm pinned you into the sofa cushion squishing your face as he rolled his waist till you felt his release coat your insides. 

Eddie grunted above you till you listened to his voice shake as his seed shot out and hit his thigh. 

“Oh oh oh. I know, Y/N. I’m sorry.”, Steve soothes in a soft tone when you cry out as he tries to carefully pull out of you. After throwing himself down behind you, he tugs on your hips bringing you on to his lap. Just as you had with his friend, you wrapped your arm around his neck and rested your head against his chest as your eyes closed. 

“What should I do?”, he whispers to Eddie who breathily chuckles. 

“Play with her hair and rub her back or something. Tell her she’s safe.”

“Should we at least get her clean?”

“Yeah sure. Go ahead and try that.” As Steve tries to readjust you so he can stand and bring you to his bathroom, your arm holds him closer as you nuzzle your nose into his neck. “I told you, man. I’m not sure if it’s the headspace or just her but either way I love it. Makes me feel wanted…needed…”

“Hey.”, the businessman calls out as his arm reaches out to lightly hit his friend’s shoulder. “I need you, Ed. You’ve been a really good friend to me. As you can tell a lot of people like the idea of me and what that brings.”, Steve sighs as he gestures around the house. “You’ve never been like that. How, um, how was this? Did you like it?”

“I did. There was a moment there though… she doesn’t talk like that with me or misbehave at all really. It was fascinating to watch.” The other man nods at his assessment, shifting his gaze towards you as his hand plays with your hair. “What about you? Did you like being with her?”

Steve chuckles as he continues to stare forward. 

“Yeah, I did. I’m a little worried because I wasn’t joking when I said no one has ever taken all of me before. She may be really sore in the morning but yeah. I also liked you watching; turned me on a bit more. You should join in next time. I mean if she wants there to be a next time. There doesn’t have to be. I like her personality to. She’s adorable and she seems to genuinely care about you.”

Sensing something in his friend’s tone, Eddie pulled up his pants as he shuffled closer to his side and without hesitating, Steve leaned onto his shoulder. 

“Everything ok?”

“Yeah…just been a rough few weeks. It’s oddly calming having her hold me like this. Never had a woman in my bed long enough to cuddle with after. Either they get sick of me or I get sick of them.”

“Sounds about right.” 

Steve’s head tilts back to watch his friend laugh with glassy eyes before pressing his lips to the other man’s throat and peppering him with tiny, soft kisses.

“Didn’t you just cum, needy boy?”, Eddie lightly teases.

“Mhmm but I could go again if you’re playing to.”

“Oh my God, Steve, you slut.” The sound of their breath filled laughter woke you from your sleepy state. “Hey, sweetheart. How do you feel?”

“I’m ok, Daddy. Cold but ok.”

“How about we get you into a bath and then you and Eddie can crash in one of my guest rooms?”

“Oh. Alright.”, you reply sullenly causing Steve to grip your chin so his eyes could find your own. “I just thought you’d lay with us but I understand if you don’t want to.”

“Hey, I’d love to lay with you both. I just didn’t want to overcrowd you if you wanted some space after everything.”

After placing your lips on his, you grab Eddie’s collar to do the same. 

“I don’t want space. I want to feel you both hold me.”

Both men exchange a glance before getting to their feet and carrying you down the hall. 

“We can do that, baby girl.”

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[curtis-brothers-hug]

Here’s the post I referenced here about how the scenes without Ponyboy in the musical take place in his imagination:

Throwing in the Towel:

Ponyboy is in the church, stressing about what would happen when Darry inevitably figures out that Dally knows something and confronts him. The side of him that’s still bitter at Darry indulges in a fantasy of Dallas telling him off. Ooh, what if Dallas said he’s more of a brother to Pony than Darry is? That would sting. For a moment he allows himself a fantasy of petty vindication.

Then he’s flooded with a wave of guilt because yeah, it would hurt Darry. With endless time and nothing to do but think, Ponyboy’s mind starts wandering places without his permission. Thoughts that he’s cursed and dooms everyone in his path. Thoughts on Darry’s perspective.

Darry, who gave up everything for him and Soda. Darry, who should be in college playing football and partying and dating, but instead works all the time, resigned that his dreams aren’t just postponed, but dead. (Ponyboy doesn’t just kill people, he kills hopes and dreams.) Darry, who of course didn’t mean to hit him, who of course was just worried because Pony is a scatterbrain who worries Darry to death without a thought of what it must feel like for him. He finally allows himself to admit what he’s known all along - that Darry loves him, has sacrificed his entire life for him, and is trying his best. That he loves Darry. That he misses Darry.

What if his actions are the final straw for Darry? What if this breaks his indestructible big brother? After all, if Pony ruins his own life, then all of Darry’s sacrifices will be for nothing. What if this is what makes Darry - determined, unstoppable Darry - want to throw in the towel? What if he wants to give up on taking care of them? What would they do without him?

He imagines his own worst fears coming out of Darry’s mouth - I’m a failure, you’d be better off without me. At least Pony has Darry to bail him out of messes, Darry has no one. Darry’s the one who bails out everyone else, who takes care of everyone else. Darry’s got nobody taking care of him. Soda does in some ways, but he’s still very much the younger brother. Darry must feel so lonely, he must feel the weight of the world on his shoulders. And it’s all Ponyboy’s fault. And what would it do to Soda if Darry breaks, if Darry gives up? Soda’s already lost his little brother, Pony can’t be the reason he loses his big brother too.

Pony tries to calm himself down. He tells himself that even if Darry does feel that way, Soda will talk him out of it. Soda’s good at that. He imagines Soda telling Darry everything he should have told Darry himself when he had the chance - that Darry’s a great big brother, the best. That it’s ok if he’s not perfect, no one is (not even Soda. Glory, imagine Soda in charge of paying the bills and doing the chores), what matters is he loves them.

Missing both his brothers, aching to hug them one more time, he pictures them hugging each other. If - when - he sees them again, he’s gonna hug them so tight he’ll never let them go.

[my-pjo-stuff]

Hey so I just came up with this new au in my head.

So basically what happens is that for whatever reason the other Olympians who have demigod children, that being Ares, Demeter, Athena, Apollo, Hephaestus, Aphrodite, and Hermes all somehow managed to piss off Zeus so much that he decides to send them to live and camp with their children. Just like Dionysus.

(or he was already mad at them for something and Hera put the idea in his head. Since she likes none of them.)

So one early morning Chiron calls all the camp counselors into the big house to inform them of this. Needless to say none of them are happy.

Especially not Luke who is the de facto parent of these kids.

At first all the gods kindness stay in the big house complaining about their situation to Dionysus. But they soon tired of that, so they actually turned their attention to their children.... For entertainment.

Ares keeps starting fights between the campers. Apollo forces of them to listen to his poems & concerts, even though it's already midnight. Hephaestus criticizes and disproves of any of the metal work being done especially if it's done by his own children. Aphrodite keeps causing drama with crushes that the campers have, especially of her own children for her own entertainment. Athena criticizes every little thing that they do, ect, ect.

This makes Luke livid especially when he sees poor annabeth crying because of how many times Athena has criticized her or disproved her on the smallest things.

He also hates Hermes as he spends his time either ignoring his kids existence or telling them to steal something from one of the other gods in order to get his favor, which given the other gods tempers, it doesn't end well. Hermes also only talks to Luke occasionally trying to pretend like he isn't a horrible father. He even tries to bring up May but Luke shuts him down almost immediately.

The misery doesn't last long thankfully as for whatever reason Zeus decided his family hadn't been punished enough, and turns them into children. Children who are younger than their camp counselors of their cabin.... You can see where I'm going with this.

Some like Charlie or Katie simply ignore Hephaestus and Demeter's existence for the most part.

Clarisse is actually too scared to do anything to her father at first, for fear of the consequences later.

But Luke, Lee, Owen (the camp counselor before annabeth I made up in my head after reading some other fanfiction), & Seilena, immediately start bullying their parents as much as possible, in a passive aggressive way.

OK SO FIRST OF ALL, I LOVE THIS.

AND IT ALSO GAVE ME THOUGHTS OF A SEPARATE AU. But first off, holy heck so many more demigods would join Luke in this AU like???? Imagine all the kids meeting their parents and realizing what sort of assholes they are. Luke's "fall" to Kronos gets sped up SO MUCH????? At the end of TLT half the camp just dips all together at once, INCLUDING Annabeth who dragged Percy along. Ngl Hermes will have the worst time, especially with how crowded cabin eleven is. Luke needing to steal supplies for Percy in TLT means the campers don't get them as handouts. So Hermes better be good at locating them yourself! Aww did Aphrodite lose something? Sorry, no one saw it. Sorry you can't borrow it either- I just it too! Camp just slowly realizing how shitty their parents are- honestly wouldn't be surprised if, depending on how long they'll stay like that, end up tragically dead during Capture the Flag. Who needs dessert anyway, right Luke?

BUT ALSO IMAGINE THIS AU BUT THE GODS HAVING AMNESIA.

Like- Zeus decides leaving them with their memories would only cause issues since they'd obviously want to get back to godhood. And to him that would just be a lot of trouble, so instead he just erases their memories completely and throws them into camp. Let them rot there for a while, enjoy mortal life a bit.

Since they have no idea who they are, or what even their names are when they get to Camp they are obviously brought to the big house. Dionysus knows that those are the gods turned mortal, unfortunately though he's not allowed to reveal anything by order of Zeus. Not that he really would have, this is just too good.

With no knowledge of who these kids are, Chiron sees himself forced to improvise and calls up Luke and Owen to take them to cabin eleven until they are claimed. Luke is also the one who gives them names until they figure out their identities. Despite the arrival of 7 (apparent) demigods with 0 memory ofcourse caused a ruckus. But since no one knows that they are gods stuff settles down a bit after a while, they assume it was some freak accident or a monster attack. Meanwhile Luke and Owen are having their hands full taking care of these 7 kids. At this point Luke's already the unofficial official successor for counselor after Owen so he's reasonably involved.

Sleeping arrangements, getting them supplies, activities- it all needs to be organized for them and they need to be shown the robes. Since no one knows that they are actual gods they get treated like any other normal camper. And since there are no gods to claim them (SINCE THEY ARE THOSE GODS) they stay in eleven for practically their entire stay in CHB. Imagine them bonding with the other unclaimed kids over being "unimportant" to their parents. Imagine Luke comforting them about how shitty "the gods" are. Athena getting to bond with Annabeth over battle strategy. Ares getting to be beaten up by Clarisse during Capture the Flag. Demeter getting to plant with Katie. Apollo getting to go to archery classes with Chiron. And so on and so forth.

And they end up fully integrated into camp at some point! They live and think like any other demigod and everyone treats them like that. Luke looks after them, they have friends from other cabins and they sing along at the campfire.

They play games and train and angst over their "neglectful godly parent" and "amnesia". Everything seems to be going well, they are happy. The people around them are happy. The gods are happy. And then Zeus decides the punishment is enough, gives the gods their powers back and just fucks everything up. Because that does not go well. Zeus being Zeus didn't really check of course what they were doing before deciding to end the punishment or deigned to think about hos stressful it most be to not only suddenly become a got, but also get millennia of memories back in an instant. The gods were at the sing-along having a good time. Apollo was jamming out with the Apollo cabin leading the song. Hermes was reading to drop a water balloon as a prank on Aphrodite together with the Stolls. Heaphestus was happily basking in the warmth.

The fact that no true form of the gods was shown was dumb luck. One minute everything is fine, the next they are on the ground screaming as their divinity and memories are pressed into bodies too small to fit them- being stretched and forced to become what they once were. Everyone is scarred, kids are crying, and the Stolls ran to hide behind Luke when Hermes goes down alongside Annabeth clutching his leg. Zeus wanted them with him, so they were pretty much immediately ported to Olympus as soon as they were gods again. And FUCK is shit different now, 'cause now they are attached. Yes, they remember who they are now, but the memories of camp weren't erased! They spent years there. Years of living and laughing with their children. Years of being one of them.

And stuff is just so weird now like?????? All the anger with Zeus aside- they just, can't really view them as their "kids" now???? They feel more like- equals to them now. As weird as it is. Playmates, friends. Hell they just spent years with LUKE as their main caretaker! He was a better "Dad" than Zeus ever was! They still feel like they gotta listen to him 'cause he's counselor! Someone get Hermes some therapy for that mental dissonance of seeing his son as a parental figure.

Also, someone get them help for all the guilt. Because holy SHIT do they regret everything now. All the neglect, all the hurt, all the abuse. Because the gods get it now. They understand what it is like to be a child of them and live in the system they created. They understand what being a demigod means. They're sorry.

They want to be better.

And it isn't easy- god it couldn't be easy, but they somehow, someway get Zeus to allow them to visit camp freely. To support their kids.

And the gods swear to do better on the Styx, are excited to finally be real parents even.

Only to find camp terrified of them when they appear. The same kids treating them like friends and siblings cower, hide behind older kids and avoid their gaze when looking at them. Because they are gods. And they are cruel. Their children know that better than anyone.

[the-fujoshi-thesis]

I've been rediscovering BL and yaoi recently as someone who is 35 and who read their first yaoi (Gravitation) in high school almost 20 yrs ago. And I really appreciate your knowledge, research, and analysis of the genre and Fandom. I feel some times the younger fans have a hard time letting themselves enjoy the inate fantasy of it vs. Having to flagellate themselves and others for it existing. It reminds me of an article (which I need to find) about how under capitalism in the west, we only feel empowered to control what we consume, so we assign some moral value to what media we consume or not consume. It's sad because some folks are ok with NSFW bans that will target queer folks and sex workers. They are okay with bans if it means that the things they consider indecent or problematic are gone but conservative and right wing parties think the existence of queer is indecent. I fear they'd ban themselves in the public sphere because of this mindset.

Ha! Gravitation was also the first BL anime I watched and read!

And yes to the younger fans but I think there are many, many things that fall into each other to create the current fandom climate in addition to what you said about capitalism and assigning moral values to your consumption.

Things aren't as separate as they used to be, now everything falls into a big fandom hub and fans of different things with different boundaries and preferences have to see each other constantly. 15+ years ago everything was more sequestered and you had the easy option of noping out of places without having the feeling of falling out of fandom. Not to forget that having different accounts was also more widespread, sth that people forgot for a while and tried to put everything under their one and sometimes real name account.

The US, the main driver of anglosphere fandom spaces and unfortunately main influencer of other language spaces, straight up without a doubt had a huge right-wing shift in many, many aspects of its society including their culture. Some time ago you could be reasonably sure that an online queer person would be pretty leftist in many things they said and did. Now you have gays, lesbians, bisexuals and more just parroting Christian conservatism with their entire chest and that's reflected in fandom as well.

Again the US but this time their failing school system also in the last 20 years. You have one, one and a half generations of American children, teenagers and young adults who have trouble reading and understanding a text. And as sad and devastating that is for them they make it everyone else's problem and that constantly.

There is so much that goes on here and I as a non-American, non-Christian fan feel like the American cultural Christians and their teenagers are suffocating queer fandom even if they're queer themselves but it's not like we're forced to engage with them when we don't want to (most of the time)

But in my personal experience that fandom climate is on the down actually, like a pendulum that swings back and forth after reaching its high point. Unfortunately, American society itself, with its crumbling status as an Empire, is not doing well or in the path of recovery.

[imaginespazzi]

Ok I never send in anything on anyone’s blogs ever BUT this chapter for some reason compelled me because it almost felt magical in the sense that all the small (and big things) in Stephie’s life all make full sense and how it always leads back to Paige like—

The favourite colour and the ice cream flavours which we all as readers figured was a projection of what (or who) Azzi wanted in her life which influenced her daughter’s, but Tim verbalising it (with his story which I will get to) I think almost gave Paige this a-ha moment of realising just how much of Stephie’s life Paige was a part of even before she really knew Stephie, and will be a part of forever.

BEAN. Stephie-bean. OMG the audible gasp I let out… how did any of us let is slip or not connect after you revealed their phone call on Paige’s wedding day that maybe Azzi used it because maybe it’s another part of Paige she’s giving to Stephie subconsciously??!?!??!?!?!!!! I was floored.

Stephie calls Paige Miss Buecks — first when they met when Paige was engaged and Stephie as a toddler learning to speak was just babbling to sounds because she heard Azzi call Paige Bueckers, to when Stephie is a younger kid who has all the vocabulary but no real refinement in her speech at ASW. THEN, they meet at the GSV facility where Stephie chooses to call her Miss Buecks even after full well saying Paige’s name with no problem. I think maybe Stephie had some inkling of a memory of Paige with her at the ASW (if not the feeling of Paige making her feel safe and special when she was scared) because now it makes sense for her to ask if Paige remembered her, how she immediately starts referring to her as Miss Buecks (which would not be from any influence from the Fudd family or Azzi) and then allowing her to call her Stephie because her subconscious knows that this person is special enough for the privilege to call her that (unlike ASW weekend where she also recognised Paige, but nothing more)!!!!!!!

Tims story almost mirroring their current circumstances is almost the catalyst she needs to get the courage to stay. At that point when he comes over, they’re already a step ahead in the sense that they’ve both verbalised that they’re scared but now Paige has this hope that there can be a good outcome from being scared together. I think even when Azzi said it initially the fear of things still going south overrides the thought— but she gets the reassurance that she needs that it will turn out ok after all. With that said I am so excited to see how she tells them she’s staying!!!! I would like to also theorise that in the next chapter: that the hoodie with Stephie’s autograph manages to make a meaningful re-appearance and that Stephie maybe is told/she figures out and essentially calls them out and asks them in some Stephie-like way if they’re together after Paige tells them she also wants them forever ;)

You really amaze with the writing and as a fellow desi girl (not in America but still representation of the motherland) it is so cool to see how people embrace your stories that the storytelling has its own community even beyond who it is about which is a testament to you!! So you should feel so proud of this 🥰🥰 (and remember this whenever you feel in a rut/unmotivated ;)

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Ahh welcome to bookclub babes and that's such a lovely compliment omg because bringing everything back together is exactly what I was tryna do and it means so much that it came through.

Yeah I think most of y'all have guessed that all the matching favorites weren't just a coincidence but something Azzi herself unintentionally engineered by giving Stephie parts of Paige.

The Bean part is actually one of my favorite full-circle things and is one that I actually decided on as I was writing and it just worked out really well.

I think when Stephie finally meets GSV at the facility, she knows of her a lot more than she did obviously the first time they met and also more than she did at ASW. She's a very perceptive five year old, who's picked up on a lot more things (such as the photos of Paige the Fudds have) and also she's been to a lot more games, so Paige is now a lot more familiar to her than she was initially. That coupled with the memory of a feeling she has that she can't quite place but is, like you said, a remnant of how safe and comfortable she felt with Paige at ASW is what makes it so easy for Stephie to get attached to Paige almost immediately after they meet this time around.

Yeah I think Tim's story is really important for Paige to hear because she needed that example of love succeeding. She's been through and seen a lot of broken relationships and I think she's sort of idolized Tim and Katie's as being flawless but hearing that they've gone through almost mirrored struggles and still become the perfect love story in her eyes, is a big realization for her.

I like that you've just assumed she's staying...but yeah a lot of things have purposes and that hoodie might just too tee hee

OMG ANOTHER DESI QUEEN! Ugh you're gonna make me emotional but yeah this community mean so much to me and I hope y'all know as much y'all love my writing, I love how much you love it even more <3

[badblondebisexualboy]

Brother

Platonic!Winchester!Brothers x Teen!Male!Reader (Supernatural)

Abbreviations:

Y/N: Your Name

'Thoughts'

Actions

Warnings: mean Dean?, OOC characters?, fear of abandonment, misunderstandings, probable misinformation, messed up timeline? Hmu if I missed anything.

Dialogue Prompt: “You’re fine. (We’re) I’m taking you home”

Requested by: no one

A/N: this feels rushed. The ending is bad, the apology is shitty, and overall I feel I could do better. Give me some ideas and constructive criticism.

Song Suggestion

3rd Person POV

Y/N: Come on guys... you can't keep me here forever just because I’m your little brother. Please let me out. I wanna go on adventures with my big bros too...

Dean: No it's dangerous.

Sam: You could get hurt, and we don't want dad up our ass about it.

Dean: stern Sam... Anyways, Y/N, I feel like you'll just be a burden on us during the hunts. you don't know how to handle yourself, you don't know how to fight, you've never taken a hit, nor did you ever care to listen to dad's instructions when he was telling you why this is dangerous. so no. you won't be coming with us. And Sam, we have to go.

Sam: That was harsh dean.

Dean: he wouldn't listen otherwise

they walk out, leaving Y/N alone in the trailer Y/N: speechless

Y/N: g-guys but I-

The door was shut

Y/N: sigh so this is what he thinks of me… a burden…

half hearted chuckle Y/N just goes to the kitchen, prepares food for the boys, and goes to sleep. After the hunt, sounds of things falling to the floor Y/N jolts awake

Y/N: w-who's there??

Sam: it's us. Don’t worry.

Y/N runs downstairs to check up on them

Y/N: holy sh- guys, sit down I'll get the first aid

Y/N first patches up Sam and then goes to Dean

Y/N: Sam, your food is in the fridge, eat it.

Y/N sits in front of dean, and starts cleaning his cuts

Dean: Ow careful!

Y/N: flinch sorry… finishes with aiding your food is also in the fridge.

Dean: ……

Y/N: do you hear me Dean? make sure you eat ok?

Dean just nods

Y/N: 'so now he won't even answer me... great' sighs and goes back to his room.

Author POV

For the first time in a long time, Y/N cried himself to sleep. He thought he found a family, but maybe his mother was right… maybe she was just a fling to John Winchester, and maybe Y/N was just an unwanted kid… and maybe that’s the reason Dean hated him, because his father cheated on his mother with Y/N’s… maybe Sam was just sympathizing with him… maybe Sam hated him too… he slipped into sleep with these thoughts in mind. But it didn’t take long for him to wake up because he heard thump. A grave mistake he did was to peek out the door. He saw some kind of a creature dragging Sam down the stairs. And with the new found courage, he ran and jumped on its back. The creature picked him up, and knocked him out. Before blacking out though, he had the energy to yell out his eldest brother’s name, “DEAANNN!!”

Y/N POV

The next thing I remember was waking up in a dimly lit room

Chuckle.

Startled by the chuckle, he yelled out into the darkness, “W-who’s there??” an equally startled Sam replied, “Y/N!!? what are you doing here??” “S-Sam! Are you okay??” Sam hesitantly replied, “yes… how did you end up here?” “I saw that thing taking you and jumped it… maybe it took me too” a new voice jumped into the conversation, “well well… if it isn’t for the younger Winchester and that rat of a brother” I knew who they were referring to, but chose to keep quiet. The stranger continued, “heard your mom died before sending you to her cheater husband, Y/N?” that made my blood boil, but it was the truth nonetheless. “Fine, if I don’t get any reply, I shall get started, separate them.” Someone came and took Sam somewhere. I was scared, I didn’t know what they were gonna do to both of us. My train of thought was cut short when they blindfolded me… oh shit. Here we go. “Don’t worry kid, we won’t touch you. You were an unexpected catch. We plan on talking.” That gave me a false sense of security. Upon not hearing anything from me, the stranger continued, “the hunter community heard a lot about you, kid. The outcome of a fling of John Winchester and Amanda Collins, was it?” my mom’s name piqued my interest. “M-my mom… how do you know her?.” Feeling accomplished with himself on making me talk, he just chuckled, “most of the hunter community knows, the word spreads quick around here kid. And how is it going with your brothers? Heard your old man passed recently, my condolences by the way” he knew way too much about everything going on… it put me on edge. “how do you know about all of this, are you a hunter too? If so why did you take Sam? What did they do to you??” “Okay okay kid, you’re talking too much. Let me…” he gags me!! I mumble incoherent words. “now kiddo, just listen to me. You are just a side quest in this for us. You weren’t even supposed to be here, but now that you are, we have to figure out what we’ll do with you. So shut the fuck up and stay where you are.” and he left. For what felt like hours, I stayed there. in the dimly lit, quiet, creepy room.

Timeskip, few hours

It felt agonizing. I had all sorts of thoughts running through my mind. It physically exhausted me. I felt hopeless… was Dean ever gonna come for me..? did he take Sam and leave already?? Does he know I’m here? Does he care? I mean he did call me a burden.. maybe it is better if he leaves me here. I wouldn’t have to be-

SLAM

The door slammed open, I could hear hurried footsteps, and soon my gag and blindfold was off. “You’re fine. We’re taking you home” and before I could process anything, I blacked out…

Time skip back home

My eyes fluttered open, and I was back in my bedroom. Was it all a dream? After a while of just laying in my bed, I walked out to the kitchen. I could hear… arguing?

Sam: “he only went to save me Dean! You can’t scold him for that. Come on man… he’s still a kid…”

Dean: “there are other ways to save someone Sam. Not recklessly going after an unknown entity. We already have enough stuff to deal with. We don’t need him becoming one. And you have to stop being on his side. This will only make him more irresponsible. Now go back to your room and let me go talk to that brat.”

Sam: “But-”

Dean: “no more of that Sam! Get back to your room.”

My breath quickened as I realized Dean was going to check for me in my room. I didn’t wanna get onto his bad side than I already was, so I ran back to my bed and faked sleeping.

Dean: “Y/N, get up. We need to talk.” I was scared, but got up nonetheless.

Y/N: “y-yes dean?”

Dean: “We need to talk about why the hell you did what you did.”

Y/N: “I… I also want to talk to you Dean.” Dean: “sure you go ahead first then”

Y/N: “What is your problem with me?”

Dean: “Sorry?"

Y/N: “why do you hate me? what did I do to you??”

Dean: “I do not hate you. And you did nothing to me. where’s this coming from?”

Y/N: “all those times you pushed me aside, talked to me like I was a rag, all those times you did not consider my feelings… even today in the morning and just a few minutes ago…”

Dean: “…I”

Y/N: “do you hate me because I’m not your own brother? Or do you hate me because dad… cheated on your mom with mine”

Dean: “that’s enough! I do not.. hate you. Yes, I had a strong dislike towards you… but now I don’t even have that. I’m worried. I never took care of a 16 year old… Sam left for college when he was 16… and I never knew how to do it. You just got left with us… and then dad… sigh I’m sorry if I gave you the impression that I hate you. I do not. I… I see a younger Sam in you… that’s why I’m scared. Whatever happens to you is my responsibility.”

Y/N: “…You do not have to do it alone. I and Sam are always with you. You don’t always have to know what to do.”

Dean: “I’m sorry… can you forgive me?”

Y/N: “it will take time, but I’m sure I will. For now, let’s go eat something… together…”

Sam: “I already ordered take out, let’s watch something?.”

Y/N: “race me to the TV?”

We sprinted out of the room, laughing and trying to trip each other. This felt like home… it felt nice.

~ X THE-END X ~

[crushveivet]

Hi

I would like your free tarot reading.

Can you tell me relationship dynamic with my future spouse?

Olja Leo Sun

Ok so I didn’t have a specific spread come to mind for this reading, but I find that I get the best results when I ask a question and pick cards as I go, so that’s what I did! Details on cards and other stuff is at the bottom. 

Your future spouse may come into your life when you are putting your energy into something that you are focused on/passionate about. This fiery passion will be attractive to them. This card is associated with the zodiac sign of Leo, which is your rising sign! However you may be so focused on your current goal that you could turn away suitors- possibly your future spouse, but don’t worry, they will continue to pursue you since they’ll find your aura so magnetic they won’t be able to get away. You have this pent up energy and determination that you will be releasing into the project, and may act impulsively to complete your tasks however possible. I believe that your future spouse will help you find a healthy outlet for any impulses you may have, or they will be able to calm you down and help you channel your concentration into finding what will serve you best. 

They might support you by reminding you when to take breaks, helping you with menial chores and tasks to take some of the burden off of you. They will act as sort of your guiding star, or someone to balance you out. You know when you get so deep into your work that you can’t see the simple answers that are right in front of you? Yeah your partner will be the one to point them out to you. They might not be directly involved in your project, but they’ll pay enough attention to know which choices would be wise to make. To me- the knight of wands depicts someone charging ahead on a steed, knowing that they can face what they are going up against. When reversed, it feels like you are ready to charge ahead, but you are not sure of what direction you need to go.

For a bit more about your partner’s personality, I picked up the two of wands reversed. Your future spouse may be a very indecisive person currently, or at the time that you first run into each other. They will feel tied to their boring and dull life, and will fear change and taking risks. There is a sense of stagnancy here, so they may have a boring work/education/love life, but when they meet you, and they see your spark, it will light a fire inside them that they have not felt in a long time, but have been craving for ages.

Being with you might seem like a risk for them for whatever reason- maybe your friends, or an important and trusted loved one disapproves at the prospect of the relationship. They may have to make a big lifestyle change to be with you, but they will see that as worth it, because they’ll finally have something that they want to take risks to work towards. It seems like you will be a great inspiration in your partner’s life, and they will be the person that keeps you grounded. You will balance each other out well, leading to a fruitful relationship. As this card is part of the wands suit as, I believe that your partner could have a significant fire sign placement(s) in their birth chart.

The four of wands is one of my favourite cards to see in a relationship reading, as it indicates festivities, and family. This could mean that either of you could visit the other’s family/found family and really understand how much of an integral part you’ve become in each other’s lives. To me- this may mean that you’ve finally gained the approval of your loved ones, as they’ve seen that your relationship is built on trust, respect, and mutual understanding. Over time it will become more and more apparent that you work well as a team. I think that soon after you’ll become the couple that everyone mentions when they want to reference a good relationship. Something similar to a younger cousin or sibling going “oh I want to be in a relationship just like theirs when I grow up!” yk super cute, setting a healthy example for your loved ones. 

This card shows me serious commitment, so even early on in the relationship they might be thinking of being very committed to you in the future, even if they don’t admit it right off the bat. You two should take the time to relax and enjoy that you can be happy together. The four of wands is an adorable card of two people holding hands together under something that looks almost like an altar. You may receive a promise ring, or an engagement ring earlier than expected from this person, but do not be afraid to take it, since this reading is about your future spouse after all! I’m also seeing that this partnership may become official around the time that you’re almost done with the aforementioned big project! That could be due to them helping you out with it and sticking around long enough to see the fruits of your labour. Your FS will be extremely proud of you and how far you’ve come, but don’t forget to give them that love back!

Every card I picked ended up being part of the same suit- the wands. This has never happened in any of my readings before so I’m excited to look into it lol. I think that you’ll bring out a side of them that is so bright, that their friends and family will be shocked, because they barely show that to others, but you made them comfortable behaving that way even with people they aren’t close to. I do get a vibe that there will be a lot of yearning and wanting on their part. So like your FS being intrigued by you, wanting to get closer to you, and to pick at your brain, getting to know you better. With the whole reading being from the same suit, I’m getting really warm and welcoming vibes from the both of you. I don’t know if you watch bollywood movies, but you two remind me of the main couple from “Jab We Met”. If you haven’t checked that movie out I highly recommend it. I get the sense that you will also do a lot of travelling and tourism together- well whatever you do, you’ll want to share a lot of it with each other really, so no surprise there.

Please leave some feedback if you find the time!!

Your personality: knight of wands reversed

Their personality: two of wands reversed

Your dynamic initially: four of wands upright

Channeled song: Confident by Justin Bieber

Movie that reminds me of this dynamic: Jab We Met

[sizebrained]

Cob's First Pool Trip, A Bird, and Meeting Sam Part 2

Hazel worries Cob antagonizes Ben.

Content: Adult themes and language, verbal trans abuse and the proper response, fear, near death, danger, terror, panic attacks, and first meetings.

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"HOLY SHIT!" was the first thing out of Cob's mouth as they stared up at Ben's face.

Hazel's quick reprimand followed, but Cob went on. "Was his mom a fucking tree? Do you see the size of him?! I didn't know they came this big! Did you?!" Cob gestured at Ben as if he couldn't hear them speaking excitedly to Hazel.

Ben started to blush and Hazel was worried he was getting uncomfortable. "Apologize to him." She demanded to Cob. "For what?! He doesn't know he's the biggest human ever?!" Cob cried out. "He probably can't even hear me from up there..." Hazel started slapping her younger sibling's arm looking very pissed off.

Then Cob started running from her in circles to avoid more slaps. This was getting out of hand and Ben felt bad for Cob. Something about it coming from somebody that small didn’t seem to bother him as much as if it was from a person. Maybe it was just how Cob said it, but Ben thought it was kind of funny. He bent down to talk and calm Hazel down. "Hazel it's ok, it doesn't bother me. And I can hear you. You kind of...yelled all that." Ben said with a smile.

Cob jumped a little as Ben talked so close. They mouthed to Hazel silently Did he make you shake just now too?

Hazel rolled her eyes, but nodded at Cob. "Not all the time, just if he is close enough." Hazel explained about the sheer force of Ben's voice. "Close enough for what?" Ben asked confused and unable to follow what Hazel and her sibling were talking about.

Cob started laughing. It became a giggle. "Do it again!" Cob yelled up at Ben. "Do what again?" Ben asked dumbfounded sending Cob into another giggle. "Hazel did I do something wrong or?" Ben asked her, stopping as he noticed that Cob giggled the longer Ben spoke and did a kind of weird dancey movement at the same time. "Not at all Ben. My sibling is apparently about 10 human years old." Hazel said frustrated at Cob, she had wanted them to make a good impression on Ben.

He wasn't even supposed to know about them, but she trusted him and wanted to make sure he knew about Cob in case they needed help sometime in the building when she wasn't around for some reason. "They're only 10?" Ben asked confused sending Cob into another fit. Hazel sighed saying "No...I will explain later," while pinching the bridge of her nose like she was getting a headache.

Ben nodded.

Cob let out a very disappointed, "Awww."

They were hoping for more rumble producing talk from the giant human. To show there were no hard feelings, Ben offered Cob whatever food they wanted. Despite Hazel's protests, Ben happily insisted that they take an entire lunchbox snack bag of miniature cookies that Ben would sometimes mix into his popcorn.

Cob was convinced between Ben's size and so many cookies they must be dreaming. They looked suspiciously around for anyone they knew was dead without mentioning it to Ben or Hazel. Then Ben took them on a tour of the building to help the pair suss out how the space was organized and fit together so they could make passageways and cutouts. Ben couldn't walk on crutches and carry them, and Hazel said they shouldn't be out in the open anyway. They decided on watching from Ben's old basketball drawstring on his back. Hazel first suggested a shirt with pockets but Ben didn't have one. The one shirt he did have with a pocket was a dress shirt he wore for a team photo.

But to Ben’s surprise the shirt didn’t fit him anymore.

As they finished going through all of the floors and common areas, Cob insisted they see the pool only having heard of them before. This was despite the temperature outside as winter was setting in now. But by the time managed to get to the pool, Cob was fully asleep in a food coma.

They were tucked into the bottom of Ben's bag. He had crumpled up a towel and put it on the bottom to create some padding for the pair. Cob started snoring.

Ben was laying on one of the pool's chaise lounge on his back. He was far too tall for it. He had one leg bent to the side and his leg still in a cast laying out on another. Most of it was dangling in the air.

Ben had carefully slipped the bag with Cob asleep underneath him on the concrete. Hazel was standing on top of Ben’s hooded sweatshirt, his stomach below the thick fleece. Ben's hands were partially tucked in on either side of her trying to lift up the fabric to shield her from the cold. "You're warm enough?" He asked down at her.

***

End Part 2

[an-inspired-eternity]

👀

ok full transparency this is infact. an au i still really want to write. but you know how it is the 2020s urge to just have no joy or motivation to make creative fan products

ANYWAY my wxs* focused fantasy au!! i have a couple rp blogs for it but that's the closest i get to making content for it rn..

*other characters involved but wxs has the most developed and involved

ANYWAY let me go sicko mode under the cut hehe. taking a bit from my rui blog bc i dont wanna retype all dat

worldbuilding

there is a big magical forest at the center of the region, it's considered dangerous and somewhat risky to travel through, as the inhabitants (which are primarily either magic users/"witches" or other inhuman beings. but there's also some standard like. fantasy jrpg monsters yk how it is) consider it their safe home and may not take kindly to outsiders or anyone trying to harm the forest.

magic users have varying reputations in the kingdoms outside of the forest, some don't mind and maybe even are welcoming towards them, others frown upon it but ultimately don't care, but some might even consider it taboo or forbidden to dabble in. it's for this reason that magic users born in the kingdoms may ultimately leave their homes to live in the safety of the forest instead

virtual singers (theyre the only ones to come up in story, but not the only ones) are among many of the guardians of the region, originating from the forest.

miku is basically the god of the world (likely under another name- or the goddess's name is known only as hatsune but not miku), but can't physically interfere in her primary state (think the law of cycles from pmmm), and so sends "fragments" of herself (sekai mikus) to help people and in the case of this au its the prsk characters

wxs :)

the otori family are the rulers of one of the kingdoms (the kingdoms do not have names. do not look at me), rakunosuke, the original king of the otori kingdom before emu's father kounosuke took over, was a lot more of open to magic users and other fantastical beings, and taught his son and grandchildren accordingly. when he passed, however, kounosuke and his elder sons would teach the younger children to be more fearful and wary- that not every being they'd encounter would be friendly

tsukasa & saki grew up in a small town with their parents, but fell on unexpected hard times, this resulted in them having to leave the town and it's inhabitants behind, the two ended up on their own, later joined by a semi amnesiac toya, where they were later adopted and raised by the otoris, being raised as royalty accordingly. (tsukasa trained to be a knight however, and toya felt very strongly about not wanting to be a heir unless absolutely necessary, resolving to use his smarts to tutor the other kids)

hinata helps emu and saki do their hair btw they r the sisters ever

rui is a natutal born magic user who grew up in a town that was not quite favorable to them- atleast not to magic users who don't restrain themselvesm rui wanted to experiment with his magic to see what he could do- all for the sake of helping people- be it healing, or doing visual tricks to make others smile, but the other villagers were afraid and/or distrusting of him. fearful of the villagers turning that hatred towards his parents, rui fled the village one night without telling his parents (at best leaving a note explaining why he left) to go stay in the forest.

nene is a friend of rui's- a mermaid from said forest, rui would visit when he was younger, coming to see her at the lake she stayed at. there, alongside their third companion (mizuki), the kids would discuss all sorts of things- magic, nature, society, the world.. nene doesn't know much of the world outside the forest, but wants to see the ocean someday.

tsukasa went out on a patrol to scout the areas of the region a bit further out from where the kingdom was situated- it's there he comes across rui and his "familiars" (kaito and wxs!miku) and the story begins! but tsukasa's big adventure also inspires emu to go on one of her own and play catch up ✨️

[dontjinxx]

I know you love Ortega, so what are your headcanons for him?

I do (cracks knuckles)

So as some of u probably know, I hc Ortega as disabled . specifically, I hc him with juvenile arthritis . I saw that baton in the canon games and saw him leaning on it like a cane and took that and ran with it lol . to me he’s 100% a mobility aid user, who often needs a cane at the least but also uses crutches and wheelchairs on worse pain days . his friends of course are very supportive and respectfully make sure he’s ok, but I also hc ortega does NOT like being babied .

Ortega is hinted at to have relied on his parents / his parents money in the past . so from that I hc that as a younger child and before Team Star, Ortega was a very spoiled child who would run to his parents whenever something happened . his parents were probably the coddling and “throw money at the problem” people, so when Ortega started having problems their money couldn’t instantly fix, they didn’t know what to do and just left him hanging . Ortega never learned to deal with his problems head on, so when he started getting bullied ( and realized his parents couldn’t just fix it ) he had no idea what to do . Because of being small, he was 100% seen as an easy target for bullying, even physically . I think a big reason he’s got such a defensive / standoffish attitude is because he couldn’t solve his problems with fighting physically so he had to adapt and instead learn to verbally deal with bullies .

Also, from all of this, Ortega has grown to strongly dislike what he sees as coddling . he wants to grow and be his own person, and doesn’t want to be a spoiled brat anymore. However, this leaks into his perception of coddling vs offering genuine help and can sometimes get defensive when offered any help at all . He sometimes refuses to accept help, not out of ego, but out of fear that he’s being seen as a child or he’s being a bad person .

Ortega definitely doesn’t want his parents company . He has no interest in business, and his parents probably push it onto him especially since he started acting out with Team Star . I think he’d wanna pursue engineering more than anything .

I think he dyes his hair pink and it’s naturally grayish brown and yes this is solely because of the different colored hair at his roots

I also stand by the hc that he’s bratty and definitely not terribly nice to people he doesn’t know / trust ( and especially adults he doesn’t trust ) BUT he can be super sweet to people he cares about . I know in my heart he is so caring towards Star and will tell off anybody who crosses them .

His love language is gift giving for others, but enjoys receiving words of affirmation .

He doesn’t like being touched by people he doesn’t fully trust ( basically anyone outside of Penny and the Star bosses )

He doesn’t even like piano that much, he’s just been forced into it by his parents and got used to it

He’s a certified genius . like this is canon but I like to amplify it . dude was implied to have built a starmobile in a NIGHT like that’s insane . also he figured out how to integrate terastallization INTO his starmobiles so they could all have their own Pokémon type starmobiles like ??? that’s crazy bc tera research was literally the professor’s work and some fuckin 4 foot tall brat figured it out in a night .

Also I hc him as gay, and probably a cis guy since I kinda see him being comfortable as male and he just has no concept of gender norms / expectations . guys can love pink and being cute and also giant cars built for battle !!

[unhingedselfships]

It was some big, multi group, party. 

Seemed weird given most of these people wanted to kill each other but.

Well she wasn’t really one of them so far be it for her to understand. 

Still. Her nerves were wearing thin.

She was a novelty here. The barely legal little American girl the Tojo Chairman had moved across the planet for… reasons. There was plenty of speculating. 

Not that most of it was true.

He cared about her, he was a good man, and when she’d desperately needed to escape, he’d offered. 

Nothing else to it. One emotionally wrecked girl, and a man with far too much kindness.

Alas, she’d been quickly dismissed as the latest ‘toy’ by everyone up to and including the man’s own mother.

She wasn’t even that pretty? Maybe they thought her a freak? Willing to do some real weird shit? After all, she didn’t exactly set that “gold digger standard”. 

She supposed maybe she’d dressed a bit like one, but eh. She had nice tits, and she knew it. The only nice thing about her, no duh she was gonna show it off.

Of course, that meant others were gonna notice too. He’d been sleazy and way too obvious and very not her type. Shutting him down had been trickier than she’d expected but eventually he’d wandered off in a huff, making promises to return or do something or other, she didn't know, she’d stopped caring. 

“Backpfeifengesicht, never met anyone more fitting,” an exaggeration, maybe, but she was cranky.

“Really now? That sounds unpleasant,” he’d leaned over her shoulder, startling her, and she twisted to look at him.

Annnnd immediately felt her face heat. For all the creepy old men that had been sidling up to her that night, this one was well- decidedly less creepy. And a lot nicer to look at. And his voice gave her chills.

“Oh- um- yeah- well,” she stuttered and he grinned at her, “It um, well it isn’t exactly nice,”

“Care to share?”

She hummed, and tried not to look directly at him.

“Ah, gimme a second yeah?”

“Take your time princess, I can wait.”

Something in his tone was both smarmy and eager. 

She mulled it over a bit longer and he chuckled, and in perfect Upper Class British-English, “My English is pretty good too, if that would be easier for you.”

“Ah, um, ok. I guess the closest would be like ‘a face in need of a fist’, or something like that.”

He blinked before throwing his head back and laughing, the chains around his neck jingled and his hair fell in his face.

The flush was back, and worse than ever.

“Yeah, yeah I could agree with that assessment,” he seemed delighted. 

She took the moment to look him over, the burgundy textured velvet suit, the black on black shirt, half buttoned. 

And a knife. She knew that shape well. And actually-

“Oh!” she didn’t think as she reached, “Is that the-”

He moved faster than her, and with a hell of a lot more grace, grabbing the offending hand and spinning her, arms pinned across her, her back pressed to his chest-

And she was still rattling off knife specs. Weight, length, the fucking metal blend. 

How cute~

She was still babbling, and he found himself even more amused, did this girl really have no fear?

Looking up he noticed the Sixth Tojo Chairman making a beeline for them, eyes hard, and ready for conflict.

Kadokura’s eyes took on something… manic. Wild and wicked.

He felt her shift but didn’t think much of it, too busy silently goading the younger man.

She tugged at something on her thigh, passed it from hand to hand, and he found another knife, not his own, waved vaguely in front of him.

He blinked, bemused. 

Tricky little thing.

“Thiisss one, is mine. I doubt it’d be a comfortable hold, it was made specifically for me, but. It’s nice right?”

It was nice. Damascus steel, antler handle, seven inch blade, eleven inch total, give or take a bit.

Daigo had moved within range, and she finally noticed him, trailing off in her rambling.

One arm loosened its hold on her, grabbing the knife from her hand.

“It is lovely, where did you say you got it?”

“Oh!” She leaned her head back against his shoulder, and he found it novel how comfortable she seemed to be in his hold, “My cousin makes them. Well, there are like, three cousins who do forging. They make me pieces for gifts now and then. They’re good right?”

He hummed, “Indeed they are.”

Looking up she noticed the approaching Chairman, and paled, finally going quiet.

“I’m- being super autistic about this, aren’t I?”

His arms fell from around her as he took a step back, bending double, and cackling.

He gasped, trying to catch his breath, and she seemed uncomfortable with the audience they’d attracted, looking between him and Daigo-chan anxiously.

Adorable, really.

Standing, he reached out with a grin, giving a lock of her hair a tug.

“I’ll be seeing you around darling.”

He laughed at the flush that darkened over her, and wandered off.

Wide eyed, she turned to Daigo.

“Who was that?”

“Kadokura Kenshi, from one of the factions up North. He’s not a man you want to be involved with Kimi.”

“Oh. Oh I think I do.”

…

A little while later, the cry of “That asshole still has my knife!” carried across the room, and he cackled as he left.

[lovelessbachelor]

ok so i haven't posted art at all TuT I forgor

anyways so i made a font of the alphabet/language that all my OCs speak, because I felt like it and it's easier then having to draw the letters every time.

and i made a lil comic thing as soon as I was done with it cus I was excited at my silly little language that I made up during a free english language lesson circa yr10 becoming a font!! that I made obv and I can't distribute it I think but whatever. I'm fluent in it by the way I taught myself it I use it as code. I'm actually writing a smut scene in my physical notebook rn and it's all in eureyic cus I don't want ppl looking over and reading depraved skeleton fucker behaviour. is that TMI.

So i should probably say what they're saying? who they are? yea probably...

i'm only giving u direct translations for the first panel so... I'm so mysterious....

for context the merch on the left is called Luna Claw Fowler-Fields. she has like 4 last names so she just uses whatever one she's feeling,her sister does the same who is the lil one on the left in the background btw. She is the eldest (adopted) daughter of one Eryl Fields and Loretta Fowler, a ghost and a vampire, Loretta is also the one she is talking too btw. i think thats all the context.

so the first panel goes as follows :

'MAM!! HEY MAM!!!!'

'Whatever is it?'

yeah. mundane huh. anyway i like to add Welsh into the Eureyic too so some words are just welsh words in eureyic and its so normal and important and special to me. speaking of actually i have a sketch page of a

Character. that is sooo welsh he's very welsh and in the context of my OCs universe Eureyic and the country it originates (Eureya ik such a creative name) are basically just Wales. bcus i'm so cool.

I love him he's so cool his name is Annwyll Ambrose and he has a younger sister called Elwynn (the merch he's with on the bottom left) and his dad is called Ffion (guy he's hugging in the middle) and he's aroace and the kids are his lil science alchemy magic babies. A keen eye will notice that Annwyll and Ffion are (apart from being welsh asf) feminine names and Elwynn is a masculine name. there is no big reason for this. i'll be honest he's a redesign of a character i overhauled basically everything about except key traits and when i renamed him i was going all symbolic and chose Annwyll under the assumption it was gender neutral like Morgan is or something. it is not lol.

when i realised i was already attached to the name and was in the process of giving his sister a name so i was like ' y'know what? gimmick. in the Ambrose family girls are given boys names and boys are given girls names. its so silly and cool ' and thats how that is now.

Don't ask about the girl kissing Annys forehead at the bottom. i fear that if i speak anymore i'll just give u a plot synopsis.

so her name is Pho- OK i'll stop. she's actually rlly interesting. not that you'd care. her sister too. almost everyone has a sister i just realised..

[moonstonedrawsrandomly]

Bishop Gaia… 5 🟢

“What? Where am I? What happened?”

Noelle was on her back when she woke up. She wasn’t in her home and Leshy was nowhere to be found. But the weird thing was that she was in this like white…room? Location? She gets up. She feels her neck. Surprisingly, still attached to her body.

“Ah, am I asleep?”

“Indeed you are, little lamb”

Noelle swivels her head around. In the bright area, she sees a lady. She looks like an pangolin lady wearing black cloak and a medallion with a orange square. Almost like Leshy.

“ um, hi. I am Noelle. Who are you?”

Noel thought. She might as well introduce herself. She doesn’t even know if she died or not. The lady smiled at her.

“I can sense your fear little lamb. Fear not, luckily for you, you are in a suspended reality. Like a dream“

“ so I’m not dead?”

“ correct”

Noel sighs heavily. What a relief that is. She isn’t it but where is she?

“ OK, that’s great I’m not dead, but where are we?”

“We are in between time and space life, and death- basically, the dreamscape of this world. We are not dead, but you are technically alive. A dream if it makes it easier to understand.”

Well, gives her a blank expression. The lady sighs.

“ oh, boy. Look, you’re asleep. You got that part? OK. There is a realm beyond sleeping, and that is where your dreams come from. For some reason you ended up in the realm past that. This is the realm where there is lines to dreams attached to the recipients. You have one see?”

She points to a white line on her back

“Oh, I guess it makes sense. So what is your name? Why did you call me here?”

“ I did not call you, you ended up here. Almost like fate made us meet.”

She said. She materialized a chair for her to sit in.

“Goodness, where are my manners? MY name is Gaia. Bishop Gaia of the Faithful Clan. The goddess of charity. Well, I used to be the goddess of charity and the goddess of the Faithful before I was sealed.”

“ you were sealed away? For what? You seem pretty nice, I can’t imagine why you got sealed away.”

Gaia pulls the lamb closer to her, there was a clear height difference, and she places Noelle onto her knee, almost like a kid and their parent.

“ let me tell you how I got here, since we have all night to speak”

She said. Noelle didn’t agree to this, but seeing as she has no way out, settled into her lap.

“ When I was younger, I was in a Clan called The Faithful. It was made up of a few territories that me and my partner Shamura created together. In the process of now being the owners of a bigger clan, we began to inherit younger bishops.

We inherited a red psychedelic bullfrog named Heket. She was our eldest. Then, we inherited a little squid boy named Kallamar. He was the third child. We found a black cat named Narinder. He was our second child. And a little tree worm named Leshy at the end of my existence. So that’s four kids that we inherited from the territory that we gained. And we made the old Faithful cult our home and we operated like one big happy family.

Well, that’s what I thought. I don’t wanna get into the details of raising children from different backgrounds, being difficult and me and Shamura being gone sometimes to resecure some territory we lost, but it functioned, even if it was flawed.

One day, our clan was visited by a mysterious man named Klauneck. He was apparently a man that could read the stars, and gave pretty accurate predictions. The prediction he gave us unfortunately it was grave. He told us that one of the bishops, possibly a child, was knocking the balance off course, wanting more power. If the balance continued like this, there would be serious consequences and a possible catastrophic event that would end everything that we’ve ever known, and loved.

Me and Shamura behind closed doors made a decision. Since only one bishop needed to be banished, and all the kids like him, I offered my self to be banished. Shamura, Heket, and Kallamar , where opposed to it. They didn’t wanna see me go, and I understand how they felt, but it had to happen.

So days after Klauneck’s visit, I was banished. Every once in a while, I could hear something from some sort of place. I don’t know what it is but sometimes I feel like I can hear Shamura and the kids in the distance. Weeping for me.

The last thing I heard from the outside world, was Klauneck’s voice, saying that they made the wrong decision. And that aches me. I even heard from the soul passing from one world to the other, that Narinder went rogue. They ended up having to seal him away, and he nearly killed his family. I knew that boy was troubled , but this? This was unacceptable.”

Gaia puts Noelle down, back onto the floor. Noelle was kind of upset. She like being picked up like a baby. But she had other questions for her.

“You know Leshy? I just met him!”

Gaia’s eyes widened. She knows Leshy?

“My dear, you know Leshy? My little treeworm! So you know who the bishops are?”

“The what? What are bishops?”

How Gaia had to think. That’s strange, she met Leshy but doesn’t know what the bishops are?

“Okay, hang on. One thing at a time! I don’t know how you got here, and I don’t know how I ended up in this realm. Unless…”

Gaia was silent, thinking about what she was going to say next. Was it even true? Can she trust this little lamb to get her out of here?

“Noelle, I must ask you a huge favor. A favor that might even put your life in jeopardy, but if you take it, I will help you with anything that’s going on in your life whether it be money, food, love, whatever it may be, I will help it. You will be in my debt forever.”

Noelle thought about it. Then she decided, why not?

“ OK, Bishop Gaia, what do you want to do?”

“ thank you so much for your cooperation! What we need to do right now is figure out if Narinder has been released. That’s what we need to find out right now. Now I know that this will be hard for you since you are not a God yourself, and do not seek any powers, so I will loan you some of mine”

Not even a few seconds later, Noelle feels something on her back. A pair of tiny orange wings appear on her back. Gaia showed her a mirror so she could check out the new wings.

“ oh nice! What do they do?”

“ Well, you can communicate with me through them, you can also fly a bit with it, and also they are embedded with a little bit of magic from my crown, so if you’re ever in a pinch and grab a wing and turn it into a weapon, just make sure to put them back, or else you’ll be without a wing for a while. just make sure you tell Leshy and show him the wings. He may not believe you at first, but our familiar energy together should make him remember”

All of a sudden, Noelle felt the string behind her back, tuck her hard.

“ oh dear, it looks like you’re waking up. We’ll talk soon. And Noelle-“

“Yes, what is it?”

“ remember, you must find out what happened to Narinder. Get together with Bishop Leshy if you must. I’m sure he will be thrilled to help you.”

“ and what if he’s not? I just thought about this, isnt this heresy? Me parading around like I know a God? Being around another?!?My own goddess won’t be pleased with that! How do I prove that I have spoken to you?”

“ I haven’t figured that part out yet, but for now, do what you can. We’ll talk later. Good luck, Noelle”

She said in the string behind Noelle’s back talk to her all the way out of the dream. She wakes up with a start.

“Wow. What a crazy dream!”

That’s what she thought until she felt her back. The wings. They were still there!

“How are they still there, I thought it was all a dream, I thought Gaia was fake, I thought-“

She stopped. She really made a deal with a goddess that she’s never met. She’s not even sure what to do about any of this. How did this all happen? If she really thinks about it. All of this conspired after she met Leshy. She made the mistake of thinking of the Tree worm with almost no eyesight.

“Wait, where is he?”

Noelle thought. She looks at her sundial, the sun was coming up soon. She had so many questions about what happened last night, who is Gaia? Better yet, who is Narinder? Why was he sealed away somewhere that he can’t be freed, who are the bishops, what is the cult of the Faithful?…and what happened to Leshy?

So many questions that probably won’t be answered until later, so Noelle decides to get up and get on with the day. She gets up in her nightgown, but all of a sudden, she finds Leshy exiting her bathroom.

“Ah, Leshy! Are you leaving already?”

“Yes, I’m almost ready to leave I believe.”

His cloak was on now, and now he had this crown on his head. She never seen that before.

“Are you…can I-“

“Do you want to come with me? Yes absolutely! Um, we have an hour for you to pack. We have maybe two before sunrise before it becomes impossible to leave”

That was easy! Noelle grabs a bag and begins to start packing anything and everything that was important to her. Clothes, the herbalist book Lucas gave to her before his death, medical supplies, a few mementos, gold and other things.

In the process, it took Noelle maybe like 30 minutes to get finished, then she gets changed. She had to readjust her shirt because of the wings and she was trying to figure out why her shirt was getting snagged. Then she got it.

“Alright, Leshy! Im ready to go!”

She said not realizing he was behind her

“Those wings…WE HAVE TO GO, NOW!”

He said. Noelle didn’t even get a chance to lock the door to the house,not realizing that Leshy vanished for a split second.

“Noelle?”

Noelle gasped. All decked up in her leaving gear, Moses eyes widened.

“Wait, are you-“

Noelle covered his mouth. It’s too early to get into it with him but…should she tell him? It doesn’t seem like she is coming back…

“Listen, yes I’m leaving, but you can’t tell anyone just yet.”

Moses genuinely looked sad. He chased away his only real friend because of what? In Noelle’s shock, he hugs her.

“I’m sorry…”

Words that she wasn’t expecting to hear from Moses. He gets on his knees and apologizes for his behavior and his actions from the past couple months…but he also apologizes for killing Lucas. Why is he apologizing for killing that traitor? It didn’t matter anymore. He then takes her hands in his, her soft little hands.

“You and I are two souls that were meant to be nothing more than friends, and there is so much I wish to tell you…but for now, I will let you go, but I’ll give you this”

He takes something off his his and gives it to Noelle. Noelle’s jaw dropped.

“No, Moses! This is your first blade! I can’t just take this”

“I refuse to let you leave without something to protect yourself from whatever is out there. I hope you use it well”

He said. Noelle was feeling some emotional whiplash. Just months ago, they were at ends, but now…they were acting like they were before all of this misfortune happened.

“Wherever you end up, I hope you find peace and happiness. White Feather will always be your home, and I hope you come back to visit us. There is so much we need to talk about, but I’ll let you go now”

He said. Noelle then began to walk off her porch for the last time. Noelle didn’t know if she wanted to leave on such terms but she knows Leshy was waiting for her. She embraces him one last time and waves him goodbye. Moses watched until she cleared the trees and disappeared.

“Whomever you are, you take good care of her…”

He said as he walks away from the empty house. Leshy and her were now sprinting through the forest behind her house.

“Noelle, there is so much you don’t know, and there is a lot that I don’t know. I’ll try to explain it to you later, but right now I need you to trust me, okay?”

He looks behind her for a split second to see her eyes locked onto him. They were filled with fear as she squeezed his hand. A sign that she trusted him. They kept running, even to the point where Leshy put Noelle onto his back to run even faster.

“Hope my siblings are okay”

He thought. At the same time, Moses , continued to run to his goddesses temple. He kneels infront of her. She also just got up

“My Goddess! It’s bad!”

“Yes, Moses what is it? The sun isn’t even up yet”

“Another god’s powers has been found within the Cult. And they definitely gave someone powers”

Fernilla gets up with a start as well! How can this be? She is the only goddess for miles let alone, the only Goddess that can give someone powers…unless…

“Oh, by the Gods, ring the bell, and wake up Narinder. Sounds like we need to have a talk…”

TBC

[notafraidofredyellowandblue]

Hi, I apologize for the anon, too much going on… Reg the latest Spiegel/girl story, I agree with you on most points. The one I’m debating a bit is that ±18-30 is not the same as 15-47. I’m younger than you and the Ramm boys but I’m past my 40s. 17 years still seems plenty to me in a 42-60 scenario, and we’re talking experienced adults here. I personally cannot imagine a 30+ diff… I didn’t go through a wide age gap experience like you and others, the closer I got to that was when I was 15 and he was 21. The age gap was not that big but the exp level diff was HUGE. I was not in love and he didn’t push into anything but had he or had I been the story would have been diff. The other side of it was when I was with a guy 10 years my junior (32-22). It was a physical thing but when I found out later I was like, that’s pretty effing young! If the girl was 15 and in love then her consent was biased at best. She was led on to something she probably wanted, even if she didn’t know what it was she wanted exactly. But led on she was. My point is, he was 47 and you and I both know he knew better. Would he do the same today? Idk, maybe, maybe not, but it’s irrelevant. And this is also not a moral issue imo. This is about being so sexually driven that a 15 yo in a family/friends vacation retreat is still game. I’m intentionally putting it like this because we also know this was not about romance or idllic love affairs. He should have been the better man. He should have told her to wait. Her age was not ok yet. The setting was not ok. But he didn’t. I’m all for sexual freedom with no moral issues so long it’s between consenting adults. Was it illegal? Not in DE. Is that really the only parameter we should look into? I think not. I also want it to be clear I love our Ramm boys, and I love Till, but that does not make me blind to some very debatable choices he has made/is making. That said, if the woman was hurt by all this and is now coming into that realisation, bringing this up now and the way she did it is very low level. If there were issues to solve she should have taken care of that privately especially as someone who actually has connections to him/them. The timing is too convenient even if the latest months accusations were the trigger. There’s no excuse here either. Considering the whole thing, a private discussion was the only way to go imo. We can only guess at her reasons for going at it the way she did. Another thing, I think it’s wishful thinking that Till would act differently today. If not for anything else, some fear of another shitstorm might do the trick, but something tells me that would be the only reason. I may be wrong ofc, but like I mentioned, he does seem to be very sexually driven, and if his own moral is not at stake then it’s game on. And this is exactly why all the past months shit came to be. He’s very much responsible even if innocent of most of the accusations.

Thank you for your reply 🌺

i agree that especially at teen age, a few years make a big difference

To be clear, it *is* still just a story by Der Spiegel, so we are not certain if and of yes, what, exactly happened.

My personal feeling is that i can't offhand dismiss it as 'cannot have happened.. from friends of Till candidly sharing some snaps or clips of jetsetting across the world, we often see an entourage of 'older' men and 'younger' women (although adults), and that seems pretty normal in that world, so for some reason i see it as a pretty small leap from that to a story like this.

I know Till isn't bothered by the stories and makes jokes about them on stage and that is his choice.

But in private i indeed hope that, especially if a case like this one with the 'best friend' has some core of truth, that a reaching out is happening and the story treated as serious as the woman needs. Even if not all of it is reality, a best friend deserves to be heard.

🌺

[bluefrogbubbles]

Ok so, the problem I have with post time skip Chopper is that, unlike the others, they made him look younger and softer. Which is bullshit because how are you gonna have him look younger while the others actually look like they aged and hardened. Even Choppers huge monster form. I have no issues with him learning to control it. But they even made that form less intimidating and softer. The point of it is that its a "monster" much like Robins huge form thing, Luffys Gear 5 and being able to turn huge, Frankys huge robot, Brooks huge soul thing. They are supposed to be big and scary. Sure, seeing something that huge in itself can be scary, but the form is supposed to send, even a little, chill down the enemies spine, or give them a shock cause like "where the fuck did that come from?!" and not everyone is gonna get that from just seeing a huge beast. And from things I've seen, they also made Choppers personality softer. And that doesn't make sense. Yes, he's the youngest out of everyone on the crew, but he's also been through major shit. Just like the rest of them. I'm not saying you can't come out of it with a soft personality. But pre time skip Chopper had more than the soft personality. Take the scene from Ennies Lobby where he tells Zoro he'll try to make him some medicine for his brain problem. From everything I've seen about post time skip, thats not the personality he has anymore. And its all about "Cotton Candy lover" "cute little Chopper" "He's no threat. He's so sweet." And that pisses me off. Because that is not Chopper. Yes, he is cute and sweet and a cotton candy lover, but he's also more. And its not even that they made it so he can control the monster form that made it softer, its visually softer as well. The fluff is thicker, fluffier. And that takes away from the fear factor the form is supposed to have. Its fucking called "Monster Point" for a reason! You can't try and argue with me that its not supposed to have a fear factor. Otherwise it wouldn't be called Monster Point. He's allowed to have embraced his Monster, control it so he doesn't endanger his friends, but embracing it means being able to use it for what it is. A monster. And because of what they did for his post time skip, they've just made it another form.