#i am not happy with my choice of a new earring so feel free to suggest better options lol

[jashonja]

I wish Tav could give Gale a new earring as a sign of a new beginning ✨ His default one is a constant reminder of his ex...

[mclqren]

LADY KILLER ★ LN4

PAIRING ✦ lando norris x fem!influencer!reader SUMMARY ✦ you're a famous influencer, and you manage to catch the eye of a certain formula one driver. [ SMAU ]

WARNINGS ✦ cursing

NOTES ✦ my first smau! the fc i've used is maria isabel, but feel free to picture whoever you want! my requests are open so feel free to leave a request :)

━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━

liked by landonorris, tarayummyy, and 803,960 others

yourusername getaway to the maldives was so needed ✈️

view all comments

user1 omg you're glowinggg!!

user2 prettiest girl everr 💘

tarayummyyy wifeee!

yourusername the one and onlyyy! 😉

user3 omg i was in the maldives!! wish i could've seen you :(

user4 her style is everything to me

landonorris 🔥🔥

liked by yourusername

user5 does anyone else see lando in the likes AND comments?

user6 lando norizz back with a vengeance 🔥🔥

user7 he's been liking her posts for a whileeee now, this is the first one he's commented on though!

user8 most perfect girl ever

liked by landonorris, nessabarrett, and 857,564 others

yourusername new phone, who’s this? 📞

view all comments

user13 HOW ARE YOU THIS PERFECT

user14 oh to live the y/n lifestyle

landonorris professional chef 👩‍🍳

yourusername you know it! 😉

user15 lando got a reply??

user16 PROGRESS IN MY EYES 🔥

user17 i’d literally do anything for you

liked by yourusername, oscarpiastri, and 822,784 others

landonorris new helmet. 2024 season has started 🏎️

view all comments

user18 RAHHH HES BACK 🦅🦅🦅

user19 he literally makes me go feral

oscarpiastri let’s gooo 🤝

liked by landonorris

yourusername oh ur a f1 driver? you’ve never mentioned! 😊

landonorris u sure u didn’t already know? 🤷

user20 the way they match each others energiesss just get together!

user21 y/n is his likes and comments?? can he pls drop the manifestation method 🙏

liked by landonorris

liked by landonorris, lilymhe, and 901,562 others

yourusername these are a few of my favorite things! 🤍

view all comments

user22 miss girl gets prettier each day!

user23 real question is which version of the song is in her caption

yourusername the sound of music version! one of my fav movies ❤️

user23 AH YOU REPLIEDDD!!

lilymhe you are stunninggg!

yourusername right back at you!! 🤍

user24 THE WAGS HAVE REACHED HER??

user25 oh so it’s SERIOUS

landonorris how many heels do you need

yourusername these aren’t even all of them

yourusername

( caption one: officially on the move ✈️❤️ | caption two: 📍Bahrain )

liked by landonorris, charlesleclerc, and 1,021,320 others

yourusername this f1 thing is kinda cool idk

view all comments

user34 THE FERRARI SHIRT LMAOOO SHE'S MESSY

user35 who is the man in the second pic? 👀👀

user36 LANDOOO (let's hope!!)

landonorris who gave you that shirt...

yourusername carlosss!! 😇😇

landonorris oh!... @/carlossainz55 we'll be having words later 😊

carlossainz55 not my fault she switched sides 🤷‍♂️

user37 Y/N WITH TEAM FERRARI IM CREASINGGG

oscarpiastri so you acc did switch sides :(

yourusername IT'S NOT BECAUSE OF YOU OSC DW blame lando

landonorris huh why me??

oscarpiastri she doesn't need a reason you're just annoying

liked by yourusername, oscarpiastri, and 1,329,875 others

tagged yourusername

landnorris so...surprise? 😁

view all comments

yourusername ARE YOU SILLYYY YOU RUINED MY SOFT LAUNCH

yourusername LANDO NORRIS I ACC HATE YOU KYS

landonorris you don't mean that 😊😊

user41 WE DID IT LADSSSS 🔥🔥🔥

user42 the secret wasn't very well kept now was it!

user43 PARENTS TOGETHER AT LAST WOOHOO

lilyzneimer ah finally!! now we double date.

yourusername oh absolutely.

oscarpiastri so do we have a say in this orrr?

landonorris i think this might just be our lives now.

user44 i am grinning from ear to ear they are so cute.

liked by landnorris, alexandrasaintmleux, and 1,329,875 others

tagged landnorris

yourusername after my oh so lovely boyfriend SPOILED my soft launch, i have no choice but to post this now 😔 happy 8 months you dork.

view all comments

landonorris the dork was a low blow

landonorris no one was expecting the 8 months now were they🔥🔥

yourusername WE WIN

user45 I BEG YOUR PARDON EIGHT MONTHSSSS??

user46 so yall weren't lying when you said you kept the secret well.

user47 i am sleeping on the highway tonight.

━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━

[sashi-ya]

𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟑 DAY 12: DRY HUMPING Trafalgar Law 𝘹 F! 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

Requested by: @hirsheyskisses ➡ Can we get a 12 (dry humping) w trafalgar law from one piece? tw: mdni. dry humping. getting all touchy touchy at the convenience store. continuing it in the car. vag sex implied. wc: ~ 800 𝐦��𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

First time together… getting to know each other’s bodies. it starts slow, with a little bit of shame on each other’s cheeks. it follows certainly full of lust, of passion. And just one night is not enough. And you want more, more and more…

“Law… I want you now ~” you joke in the middle of the supermarket. You have drained him; it’s been a full weekend of sex. A new relationship with your tattooed surgeon was blooming, and you discovered the joy of getting in bed with him.

“I just fucked you, Name-ya” he whispers, a little bit cranky because of how tired he is. Law was up for buying food, but never thought you wanted more even while at the convenience store.

“Well… I want more… are you that weak?” you joke, giggling and jumping away from him. Your skirt flows from side to side, gracefully. And it also lets a little bit of your panties peek through as you bend over to pick a bento box.

Law opens a can of Redbull and chugs it violently. He then walks up to you, placing himself behind you and bending slightly over to cover you up.

“(Name)-ya… giving the fact that you are that horny, grab that thing and let’s go home” he grunts in your ear, gropping you with what you immediately recognize as his hard sex.

You stiffen up, pushing your ass against his crotch and grab whatever bento you could pick. “Right away, sir!” you chime, happy to be railed very soon -hopefully in the car if he can’t wait.

Soon after, and with him slapping your hand as you try to touch him while he pays, you are out of the convenience store.

“Get inside that car, you horny brat” he scolds you. “Oh- OH WHERE DID THAT COME FROM? Are you my daddy now~?” you tease him, with your finger in your mouth as you wait for him to unlock the door.

Law takes his inked hand to his face, covering almost all his façade but his deep silver eyes. He takes some seconds to look at you, pondering whether his girlfriend has always been a nymphomaniac.

“Get inside and I will show you…” he grunts.

You watch him walk with those ragged skinny jeans, thankful for the man destiny gave you. And then, once he gets inside, you do too.

“So…?” you purr, bending forward to the drivers seat. Your hand landing on his thigh, your eyes burning holes on his lined ones.

“So what, (Name)-ya? Come here, are you that needy? Then sit on my lap and hump until you come. I am limiting myself to drive” he explains, leaving you startled. But in any case, you are sure some humps will lead him to stop the car in the middle of the street to finally fuck you. No big deal.

“A’ight. Make me some space then” you immediately answer, and he gasps… Law wasn’t expecting for you to do it… he should have known better.

He has no other choice but to let you sit on top of his lap. He is a very responsible driver; this will be hard for him. But maybe not as hard as he gets when he can feel the warmth weight of your hips pressed against him.

You let him move the car first, and as he begins to drive you begin to move. First back and forth, and then tracing circles with your hip. You don’t mind about anything, but for your clit to properly rub against his black jeans.

Law tries to hold his little grunts back, but it’s almost impossible as you seem to know exactly how to move to stimulate his hardness.

“Nhhh… (Name)-ya… fuck” he swears, using his free hand to pinch your belly. Maybe he wants you to stop, but maybe he doesn’t want you to… maybe he wants for you to go faster, or harder…

“What babe? I really like this, I really like humping on your dick!” you whine, loudly as he stops on a red light. It’s late at night, but still there are several cars around, and you don’t mind if other’s see you two.

Law squeezes your breasts, he probably is gonna get into a car accident if he keeps watching them bounce on the reflection of the slightly fogged windshield.  

“Keep going and you are gonna make me cum in my pants…” he sighs, not sure if he wants it or not.

You smirk, because you weren’t planning on stopping. Not because he was coming, not even because you are about to…

“I am coming, daddy ~” you playfully moan, feeling Law’s hip buck up almost immediately. He takes a quick look through all of the mirrors and pulls over on the side of some roads close to your home.

“Not until I fuck you hard, lift your ass come on” “Of course, daddy ~”

After all, you get what you wanted... to get fucked, rough, right there in the car 🤭

taglist: @stephisokay @henrioo @shuzuiikoii @bullbonez @fengxinwifutobecalled @i-started-reading-fanfics-at12 @crimsonlikeshellsing @weebare808 @thestarwasborn @bookandyarndragon @cyberdazetragedy @uzxotic @fushiguroshotwife 💖🙆‍♀️

[toji-sweetheart]

Mikey or Jean (your choice) with 54 for your kick off event? It's good to see you so happy with your new blog ♥️

18+ only content - mdni

thank you so much 🥹and I really am, this one I feel a lot different about and I feel like I'm born again in a way lmaooo - kick-off event

tags: fem reader + explicit smut + pervy jean + male masturbation

Click.

Jean heard you pick up the phone and his breath hitched in his throat as your sweet honeyed voice came over the line filling his ears and shooting straight down to his dick that he palmed over his sweats.

He knows it's wrong but you sounded like an angel to him, and Eren teased him saying that's what happens when you're in love.

Is he in love with you?

Judging by the way his blood rushed to his head, the one between his legs and the one on his shoulders he had to be infatuated with you and how you said his name or looked at him. "Jean?" You cooed as you put him on speaker while you busied yourself cooking dinner.

"Mhm, I just wanted to call and see how your day was." Jean murmured, his free hand reaching for the bottle of lube next to his desk as he sat his phone down to hook his thumb in the band of his boxers pulling it down to watch his cock spring free.

It ached and throbbed, the swollen tip pearled with pre and all he could think about was how good he would look in your mouth or better yet your wet cunt. "Jean, we spend the day together."

Oh shit.

Jean chuckled and leaned back as he grabbed an empty wrapper to crinkle to make it seem like he was getting something to munch on. "I know, I wanted to know, either way, tell me about your plans for tomorrow then." He suggested just wanting to hear your voice.

As you began talking Jean muted the phone so you didn't hear the squirt of the lube splatter in his palm that he wrapped around the length of his cock giving it a small squeeze before going up and down slowly pacing his way to his orgasm slowly.

His breathing became heavier and his eyes fluttered shut as he fumbled for his phone hitting the unmute button and filling your ear with the telltale shlick shlick sound you've heard before.

He could hear you sigh heavily followed by a few pots clinking together putting two and two together as to why he called and while it would flatter you, you didn't have the time tonight for that.

"If you called just to get off on my voice, I’m hanging up." You announced which stopped Jean abruptly.

Embarrassment filled his veins as he cleared his throat knowing he was caught.

feedback such as comments and reblogs are highly appreciated, those kind words mean a lot to me and encourage me to do more writing ♡

[softxsuki]

Hello! I have a request for Valentines day letter event! I would like one with Shin ah from Akatsuki no Yona x fem reader. I don't mind about pet names, so it's your choice. We’re in an established relationship for a few years (maybe we lived in the same village, friends since we were teenagers and now we are a couple, reader is in the Yona's team too). I want to see it fluff. You know, Shin ah is soo shy and doesn't know how to impress his feeling to reader with words and he writes her a letter about his true feelings, like everything he can't tell by words. Location: anywhere, somewhen while our adventure. I feel that he will silently give the letter to the reader before splitting into 2 teams. That's everything! I requesting for events for first time, I hope it's fits to the rules, thank you!!

Shin-ah's Love Letter to His Lover

This event is now CLOSED, but you can view the masterlist for the other letters here.

| Pairing: Shin-ah x Fem!Reader| Genre: Fluff| Post-Type: Letter | Word Count: 960 |

Warnings: kissing

Note: Happy Valentine's Day! Hope you enjoy your letter from Shin-ah! This was one of my favorites to write <3

Yona had suggested to the group to split up in the upcoming village so they wouldn’t get too many suspicious glances. There were already enough bold individuals in your group, so low profile clothes and hats to cover their colorful hair was a start to concealing your identities.

You were set to go off with Zeno, Hak, and Yona while Jae-ha, Kija, Yun, and Shin-ah went the other way. You had wanted to be in the same group as your boyfriend, Shin-ah, but when you brought it up, you could see his ears go red behind his mask as he quickly shook his head.

Slightly disappointed, you let it go, but you couldn’t understand why he didn’t want to split up with you in his group, was he upset with you? 

Just as you’re about to head in the direction your  group was set to go in, you feel a tug on your sleeve, and spin around to see Shin-ah. There’s a piece of paper rolled up and tied nicely in his hands which he quickly hands to you. He holds your hand briefly, giving it a squeeze before he runs back to his group. Jae-ha watches him with a teasing smile, smacking him on the back once Shin-ah reaches him, causing the blue-haired man to rush away from him quickly.

You can’t help the fond smile that appears on your lips, turning your attention back to the paper in your hands. Yona tells the group to start walking, which you all do, and you begin to unroll the paper and read its contents as you walk, careful not to trip over anything;

My Star,

Jae-ha told me that today was a day where men and women in his old village would come together and tell each other how much they love one another. Showing extra love, exchanging letters, and buying gifts for the one they love. I wanted to do the same, so here is my letter to start with. I’m not very good with my words, so hopefully I can convey my heart's passion for you in this writing instead.

If I am the moon, then you are my star. My sun, igniting me and giving me the light that I now have. Without you, I’m nothing but a dark mass, void of anything. Invisible to others until your light reaches me once more. My star, you shine brightly always, drawing everyone in and leaving your warmth behind. 

You were my hope back in our old village when I was hidden away. Never allowing me to be on my own and treating me like a human being the entire time when others saw me as nothing but a monster. You encouraged me to finally be free from the shackles I placed on myself and helped me experience true happiness in our new group. I don’t know how or why you decided to be my other half, but it is something I will always be grateful for. 

I know I’m not good at saying these things to you. I still can’t find my voice or courage to use it as much as I’d like. One day, I’d like to say all these beautiful things to your face as you hear me say them. I promise I will, just give me more time to find my courage. 

My star, I love you and I thank you for loving me back. I’m sorry for declining your request to split up together…I guess I’m a little embarrassed about giving this to you, but I hope you like it. Thank you for existing and being my light.

Love,

Your Moon.

You can’t control the silent tears that flow from your eyes, landing on the paper in your hands as you read over his words, two then three and four more times. No one had ever done something so romantic before. You didn’t even know he had these beautiful words about you in his heart, but you were beyond happy to read them. Perhaps the quiet ones really are secretly the most passionate. 

You tuck the note safety into your bag that was slung around you, wiping the stray tears from your eyes as you smile to yourself. You couldn’t wait to meet back up with your group so you could show your lover some of your own love for him.

You all safely make it through the village, stopping at some stalls for food or other resources that we needed to continue our journey. Yun was probably stopping in the other group to get medical supplies and other necessities he’d need as well. It didn’t take too long before you met up at your designated location, waiting for the other group to arrive.

And that’s when you see him. A sliver of blue hair beyond the trees with the rest of his group, walking towards you. You can’t help the explosion of emotions inside you, as you run the rest of the way towards him, straight into his arms, making him lose his balance for a moment before he holds you, steadying himself.

You grin from ear to ear, leaning in to press a kiss to his exposed lips,

“Your letter was beautiful, Shin-ah,” you whisper against his lips, you feel his arms tighten around you as you speak. “Thank you. I love you so much”

You see a hint of pink reach his cheeks as he lets you go and digs around in the pocket inside the cloak he was wearing to disguise himself, pulling out some flowers.

“I found them on our walk here,” he says softly, handing them to you. “I love you, too”

Your shy lover was not only sweet, but incredibly thoughtful and 1000000% yours.

Posted: 2/24/2024

[queenaeducan]

six song soundtrack

tagged by @inquisimer & @pickelda

If you're tagged, make a new post with links to music and/or lyrics describing the following: 1. An event that defines your character's past 2. How your character sees themselves 3. How others view them 4. Their closest relationship (platonic or romantic) 5. A major fight scene 6. End credits song

This one goes out to Thora Cadash! Brief explanations under the cut.

Eat Your Young by Hozier

Q.U.E.E.N. by Janelle Monae

Our Lady of the Underground from Hadestown

Heroes by David Bowie

Sleeping Giants by The Crane Wives

Hammering Heart by John Mark McMillan

An event that defines your character's past.

Come and get some Skinning the children for a war drum Putting food on the table selling bombs and guns It's quicker and easier to eat your young

Thora joined the Carta at a young age, destroying parts of herself (and her childhood) to make a living with one of the few paths open to her. It also comes to reflect how she feels about her own lyrium smuggling, the preying they do upon addicts or exploiting free mages for coin.

How your character sees themselves

Hey sister, am I good enough for your heaven? Say will your God accept me in my black and white? Will he approve the way I'm made? Or should I reprogram, deprogram and get down?

A big reason this is on her playlist tbh is "vibes" and "b/c i like it" BUT. One of Thora's struggles in Inquisition is becoming accepted for who she is, in all her oddities and idiosyncrasies, while also being the face of a quasi-religious movement. Q.U.E.E.N. I think speaks to her successes on that front, and the questions she asks in the exploration of those ideas.

How others view them

Wipe away your tears brother Brother, I know how you feel I can see you're blinded by the sadness of it all But look a little closer and Everything will be revealed

I admittedly struggled with this one, and I'm still not entirely happy with the choice because the themes of Hadestown as a musical don't align with what I have in mind for her story. That being said, Thora is deified and idolised by many, so a song sung by a goddess is fitting. Like Persephone, she is associated with the underworld and the world of the living, a return to normalcy, even if that isn't what she necessarily provides.

Their closest relationship (platonic or romantic)

We can be heroes Just for one day We can be heroes

This was my tag for Solas and Thora on my rp blog for her even before the trailer used a cover of it. It doesn't really take a lot of the original meaning of the song into account, but I do think it speaks to their friendship. Like a) Thora has done things that she thinks are wrong (keeping Celene around, drinking from the Well) but doesn't think it means tomorrow she can't make the right choice and b) she thinks the same can be true for Solas. They CAN be heroes!!! Thank u.

A major fight scene

I feel the mountains I feel the mountains shifting under me The sleeping giants Are finally waking, waking finally My pulse is clear, rushing in my ears I hear something calling me

This, to me, is the Corypheus fight song at the end. Thora does The Descent before the end of the game because I Do What I Want, so she goes into the game knowing that the Stone is real. It's beneath her feet, it's over their heads, larger than them both. She's been to Cadash Thaig. She knows her ancestors, now, and the things they did to keep the people they loved safe. She isn't the woman desperate to survive Haven's onslaught, and she's read to face her enemy head-on.

End credits song

The force of the sun Pounds the earth asunder The torch of her strength None can escape Like the hammering heart of The Maker

A low-key song which sings about really loud, awe-inspiring things that just fits Thora well and is a good song to lead out out!

Tagging: @dreadfutures, @nomorecaffeineforyou, @theshirallen, @valorcorrupt, @salesmain

[ren-from-mars]

The awaited shrink plastic earring walkthrough (NOT A TUTORIAL!! DO SOME OF YOUR OWN RESEARCH PLEASE)

Hello hi hello! I've made a few pairs of earrings now, and especially on the Black Book pair I've gotten a few folks asking for instructions on how I did it!

The images are sorted by number so I could fit them all in one post. I am also still very much learning as I have only made a few of these myself, so please do your own experimentation and research to better understand the processes!

Let's get right into it !

I start by making up the rough idea in the size I would like the finished product. This will be my reference for all measurements.

I then use my shrink ruler (a 10cm by 10cm square with markings, then shrunk for a fairly accurate translation of size) to figure out the rough dimensions of the un-shrunk design.

I use the centimeter measurement to draft the rough size and shape of the design.

Connect the lines together with each measurement.

5. Make the design more fluid/more alike the original design based on the drafted shape.

6. Repeat the same for any extra shapes. The moon circles needed a 2cm diameter.

7. Place the shrink plastic over the design, and trace the rough shape onto it using any form of marker. non-permanent is preferred.

8. Lay out the pieces, and dont forget to flip the designs if applicable.

9. Start transferring the design onto the shrink plastic using the markers of your choice. Hold the cut plastic over the template to get accurate markings.

10. Wait for the marker to dry around the edges of the design before doing the next colour. This applies no matter what sort of marker you are using.

11. To get mirrored designs, finish one and flip it over, then use that as the new template.

12. finish the pieces, and add back designs if applicable. Use a hole punch to make space for the jump rings.

13. Shrinking time! use a heat gun to shrink the plastic according to its attached instructions. Be careful of heating up metal/pliers/tweezers, they get Very Hot Very Quick

14. I use UV resin to set in the design. I use a toothpick to spread the resin, then cure it under the UV light. Refer to individual product instructions for curing time, it varies heavily!

15. Gather and assemble any extra pieces, such as beads, jump rings, earring posts, and base pieces.

16. place two pieces on an opened jump ring, then close it to lock in the positioning. Make sure the pieces are in the right direction!

--Not pictured- Glue the earring posts on the back of the earring. Not applicable with hook earrings

17. do the same for the bottom pieces, once again ensuring they face in the correct direction. Jump rings can be undone, but it weakens the metal to be constantly bent.

18. Display and wear!

And the finished Product!

Once again, do some of your own research, This is mostly just my personal guide for how I make earrings currently! The same logic can be applied to charms.

A few things I have learnt-

Use permanent marker where possible. Paint pens like the ones I have used will shrink unnaturally, and crack on the surface meaning it is even more necessary to seal the design.

Make your own test square- different brands of shrink plastic will shrink differently, at different ratios and sometimes unnaturally. It is also a good opportunity to test how your markers work on the plastic, and which thicknesses are best for fine details.

Don't expect them to turn out the same each time- If you are making multiple of one design, remember that it is by hand and not a perfect manufactured piece. There will always be variations, so go into it with that knowledge.

Use each pair as a learning experience- Now that I've made this design, I know that I would like the wings to be larger by about a centimeter, so I will adjust the template before making a new one. Always learn something new from it!

Feel free to ask any questions, I am more than happy to answer! I do hope to sell some earrings in the future, so keep an eye out for that as well!

REQUESTED TAGS! @im-not-a-l0ser @strangeandinteresting

[zmediaoutlet]

happy wincest wednesday z! How do you think sam and dean rang in the New Year for their first post 15x19 NYE?

happy dayyyyy eve!

You know, 90% of the time I'm like 'they did something unsentimental and pretty boring' because I, too, am unsentimental and pretty boring, but that very first one post 15.19 I think might have legit had a different feeling to it, you know? Kind of the reverse of Dean's s3 Christmas -- "Well, yeah -- it's my last year." In a weird way it's their... first. Not that none of the years before counted or that they weren't real -- I think after getting over some of the meta madness re: Chuck's revelations, both Sam and Dean end up in a spot where they have to believe that their lives meant something beyond running in place. But like they said sitting on their lil table before they drove into the sunset -- they're really free, now, and they really get to make their own choices, and even if that choice ends up being still to hunt and still to live together and still to be the brosbandiest brosbands who ever brosbanded -- it is a brand new world, and that's gotta feel kind of... wild!

Given that 15.19 took place during a vague summer, they would have had time to sit with it, and get right with the world, and make all those 'I guess we are committed to each other and this' not-really-a-decision decisions that get them to Brosband Town, Population 2. Which takes them past Thanksgiving -- Dean got an extra large bucket from KFC, I don't know if he's really planning to do the whole spread -- and past Christmas -- special lubes and novelty socks exchanged -- and then it's super fuckin' cold in Kansas and they just... they don't have anything that's wrong. Which is nuts! New! What?

Because their lives, unbeknownst to them, were guided by the dictates of cable tv schedules, the mid-season finale always did something fucked up. Sam was in the cage with Lucifer or Dean was in a shoe or -- whatever happened. But the worst that's set to happen to them in the holiday season post 15.19 is that Dean might get a hole in his new novelty socks because they're always shitty quality. So -- they're together and they're happy and, hell, maybe Dean does pick up a bottle of 5 dollar champagne from the quik-e-mart on his way home and they do stay up until midnight anyway, and he comes into the library where Sam's 'looking for a job' on his laptop [read: dicking around reading reddit comments on /r/AskAHistorian], and Dean says, hey, think fast and Sam says what and Dean fires the champagne cork past him, which makes Sam jump and go what the hell! and Dean sniggers and then he knocks back Sam's whiskey and pours champagne into the cup instead, and oh, hey, it's a minute to midnight. And it's -- them, safe. And Dean's grinning at him with those crinkles at the corners of his eyes and Sam thinks he's a jerk but he also thinks other things, so.

A minute left -- any resolutions? Sam says, and Dean says, yeah, I resolute to make you wash the car more often and Sam says as if, you never let me wash the car, and Dean says, true. So then Dean says, what about you? and Sam looks at him and also looks at him and then says, I don't know, I think I'm good, and Dean's ears are a little pink but he says, yeah, you're Mr. Perfect, and he says it easy, sitting down on the table, so that Sam hooks a hand behind his knee, and then Dean says, hey, and nods, and Sam looks down at his laptop to see it's midnight. Dean clunks the champagne bottle against Sam's mug and they each take a drink, and when Dean lowers the bottle he leans right down and kisses Sam on the mouth, bubbly and acidic because this is really shitty champagne, and -- it's a happy new year. May they have many more.

[mono-bloom]

Gen 2 Playlist Analysis

Now that we know exactly how important and foreshadow-y these songs are, I decided that I have too much free time so here’s my shitty prediction of the songs meaning on the Gen 2 playlist. This is not serious at all so enjoy the rambling of an insane man. Sidebar: I use the word “Showfall” as a collective term and for legibility and could be interchanged with Hetch(s)

Kaisarion by Ghost - It seems to be either talking about a lowly grunt of Showfall’s POV talking about the company, or could be a nod to one of the new characters, but seems very much a Showfall song. Confidence: 7/10

Spillways by Ghost - CHATS SONG OMG! This reeks of a song that taunts the viewer/listener for their choice at the end of Gen 1. Could also be about G1!Characters but considering the lack of CCs in later seasons, it is very much about chat. Confidence: 9.5/10

Faith by Ghost - Hetch’s song. The lines “I am all eyes, I am all ears, I am the wall” are so telling. It could also be Showfall song in general. I want to say that this is for a new villain, but I believe that there were multiple Hetchs in every episode, so it could be a variation. Confidence: 7.5/10

He Is by Ghost - Unknown Character that could either be working with or fall under the corruption of Showfall. This is a hymn almost. While this could be about “The Savior” from the games, I hold firmly that “The Savior” is a false savior and should not be trusted. Confidence 5/10

Kiss the Go-Goat by Ghost - Trickery. We’ve/The Characters have been tricked into something. “It ain’t always what it seems When you cling onto a dream”. There is a false reality at play that will kick us onto our asses. Osculum Obscenum, Kiss of Shame. Confidence: 8/10

Square Hammer by Ghost - This is what I feel is The Savior’s song. Nowhere is there evidence that The Savior is a holy and righteous figure. I don’t think we will get to see them in this Generation but they will become more prominent, possibly with a grave sacrifice (GL!Ranboo perhaps? “Hammering the nails into a sacred coffin”?) Confidence: 5/10

Crucified by Ghost - I am honestly not sure why this is here. It could be a callback to Gen 1, it could be showing us a pattern for Showfall, I’m not sure. Either way, it makes me curious. Confidence: ??/10

Another Believer by Rufus Wainwright - This one is interesting. Depending on the lens you look through it could change the meaning. From the characters' POV, it could simply be a break of trust and/or seeing through the veil of Showfall and being re-indoctrinated, or it could foreshadow our own manipulation, trying to convince the characters to trust us. Confidence: 5-7/10

Everybody Wants To Rule The World by Tears For Fears - Power struggle. I imagine we will see more moments like those we see in The Choices. The struggle between fighting against the tide and letting it guide you. I think this one is like a theme song for Generation Loss as a whole. Who’s right? Who deserves power? We don’t know, but we want it. Confidence: 7.5/10

Homage by Mild High Club - This is a character’s song. This is about someone with borrowed time that has let the tide guide them to their end. I can imagine the exposition with flashbacks of happy memories before they let the tide take them under. Tears will fall and we will be angry (/lh). Confidence: 6/10

Jesus He Knows Me by Ghost - The Founders’ anthem. These are the words of a seemingly omniscient, malevolent cult leader(s). Confidence: 9/10

 You’re at the Party by Lemon Demon - I’m not entirely sure if Gen 2 will follow the same idea as Gen 1 with this being a television show (the latest video on Generation Loss’s YT gives me hope that it is) but if so, this seems like a parallel to the moment GL!Ranboo wakes up at the end of episode 2 and realizes it’s all a game. A morbid, fucked up game, but a game nevertheless. Confidence: 6.5/10

 He Needs Me by Shelley Duvall -  This one is interesting. I feel that this one is about the cat-and-mouse game that is going on between us and Showfall. Showfall needs us to be a part of their show, to have us tune in and pay attention. To potentially be a weapon against their enemies, as shown in The Choice. However, we need Showfall. We need them to give us entertainment. And even though we kicked and screamed and cried over our Hero, in the end, we watched till the very end, and they saw that. We are in a loop. Confidence: 8/10

 Misery Fell by Tally Hall - I feel this one ties into the previous song and goes into more depth on the relationship we have with Showfall.

 Cannibal by Tally Hall - Once again, this is our relationship with Showfall, however, this is how we feel. We are trapped and being bled, but we are willing. We tune in and watch the show each and every time. This could also be about the protagonist of Gen 2, but the more information we get about Generation Loss, the less I think the characters matter.

This was so dumb and took me over an hour to do, and I’m not sure how coherent this even is but here it is lmao

[aries-rp-corner]

Data Log: Aftermath of the Siege.

This is my message back to the Trenya family… my family.

Hey everyone! We’ve made it through the night!… Just beaten up…yet we may have lost some because of… I honestly don’t know what to call it, a inheritance? Durai and Ozul are finally defeated but a cost was made. Kane and Mira have inherit their old leaders’ dark magic and now both Cobalt and Mira are the new leaders of Cipher.

But before that, I found out who killed Uncle Cornelius… and Uncle C left a message for me, dad, granny, and Lamont. I and Lamont got our message from the beyond…now it’s dad’s and granny’s turn…this is what Hana wrote down after she finished dealing with Veda. The man who took a son, a brother, a Ranger… my uncle.

From Cornelius: “Tell Mah and Baron I’m okay, they’ve done the greatest job in looking out and caring for Aries and everyone. Baron became a good dad, even when I wasn’t there with him I will always look out for my little bro. And Mah…

Tell Mah that she, and Pah did a great job for calling into action when Cipher came back, but Mah didn’t have to go beyond scaring my old boss!… But as a retired Pokémon Ranger…she wanted to make sure no other families lose their loved ones…like how they lost me. But I’m never gone, I am always there with them all. I thank them all for giving me a great life, and honestly, I would do it again to make sure they’ll be okay as well…but they are okay. Especially Aries, because she met you all.”

I’m… still in awe. He told me that I need to take things easy…honestly, he is right. And he told Lamont to not hold the burden of being forced to kill him… yet uncle C is at Peace thanks to Hana… and so am I, especially Lamont. I’ve never seen Lamont look so…free. Shackled down with a burden which was never his, and a sense in wanting to get out…the man is now a free bird… There is something I didn’t mention…remember I said that I felt like I disappointed Uncle C?… I’m…also glad he told me he will never be disappointed in me…he knew my choices were going to be tough like what you all believed…I’m happy in knowing you all and Uncle C proved me wrong if I tried.

Oh boy…now back to the new leaders… Kane and Mira…

The two ran a bloodbath in draining energy and life away from People and Pokémon. I’m not sure if anyone has…ya know… I was sadly down for a while until I woke up and noticed Leafie and Wes were missing, I got up in time to see Lamont informing Calvin that I couldn’t fight… I will admit, my leg was still beaten up and still is. Luckily I’m still able to walk and run with it thankfully… but there is more.

Leafie decided to fight off Mira and Cobalt while they had a Scrafty to drain. She fought bravely, and she’s okay now…just ill at the moment…I’ll get to why… Mira transformed fully into a vampiric dragon as she tried to garb Calvin, but Leafie protected him… and got a nasty bite from Mira. Thanks to whatever was happening to Mira she now holds the Ichor as her Venom of sorts and… Oh Stars above us all… I am going to hunt that demoness down… she used her new venom on Leafie and used her to attack me. Thankfully the Ichor antidote works… but as I am writing this down, Leafie is curled up in a fluffy nest to rest, poor girl is sick as the medicine works through while bandaged all up…

So what happens now?… Unfortunately, the battle with Cipher continues. Team Plasma may have their victory, I however still feel defeated. Kane and Mira escaped, and I can feel the outside air shifting to a colder winter… This winter feels heavy to me, and I believe I know why. Granny, call in every Pokémon Rangers you can to help out Unova, Cipher needs to leave and now. The land is now a hunting ground for the two new Vampires. I can’t fight for a week, so I need some people to be my eyes and ears.

I’m sorry if I’m asking too much, but I’m not letting Cipher continue… WE are not letting Cipher continue. I’m no longer alone in this… if you wish to call me, I am open now…for a week… OK, I love you all. Once I’m feeling better, I will put on the new get up y’all made for me. Bye-byes!

-Aries Trenya Nasrin

[mageofseven]

Hello! I saw your match-ups were open and I wanted to submit one! For starters, I'd like all the boys to be inn consideration.

Now, I'm gender fluid and demi romantic, though I typically just say MLM! I tend to present more femininely, but I have my days. I have a head canon that I'd just use magic to present super masc as I wanted too, because it'd be fucking hilarious.

I'm an ENFP, more of an Ambivert really, and I'm a Virgo Sun, Taurus Moon, Scorpio Rising, and Leo Venus. I was born in September!

Now, I'm very excitable, and have a tendency to overreact. It's due to my ADHD and Bipolar Disorder. Though, I'm seen as a really happy person. I'm very kind, and polite! I see myself as a caring and nurturing person who sometimes gets a little weird... but my friends nicknames for me consist mainly of old-man freak! So. I have a tendency to go a little overboard when talking to people I'm comfortable with. I'm also very insecure of my weight and such.

I am absolutely obsessed with yoga. I attend classes and such. I also like to go to the gym, mainly for lifting and cardio. I'm very strong! I also have a huge thing for cooking! I prefer to make meat products due to the overdoing things, as I over season non-meat things sometimes. I also really like baking, I just have a hard time eating so many sweets. Listening to music or trash TV while I do this is so much fun.

I adore kids! Not liking kids would absolutely be a deal breaker for me... I don't want a HUGE family, but I want more than 2 kids! I'm studying to be a teacher as well.

When I get insecure, I tend to absorb mylaef into my interests. I like reading a lot, and I love movies. I'm a huge movie buff, and watch many nostalgic movies! Little Monsters, Drop Dead Fred, ect. I'm not an 80s' kid, but I was raised by my aunt, who was. I watch my comfort shows, my comfort movies, and read my favorite books. Or, I watch a good movie and read the book it's based off! Right now I'm reading The Count of Monte Cristo because I watched the movie! I also tend to be into childish things, like cartoon movies.

I dress in a variety of styles, and always try and make it fun. Sometimes, I can be wearing purple spandex shorts and 7 inch sparkly pink platforms with heart buckles, the next I'm running through the woods with no shoes on, and a flowy brown skirt with a orange crop top. I've been described as a Golden Retriever friend, and a free spirt. Many people think I'm stupid, but I'm actually really smart... and I'm terribly jealous of my younger sister because she's everything I'm not.

Sorry if this is a lot! I just really like obey me-

Omg!!!! You actually know your venus!! Thank you for that 🥰🤭💕

So your Venus in Leo tells me you are very lively, devoted, and passionate. When you're in love, you give all of yourself to your lover and expect the same in return.

Your Taurus Moon tells you are very compassionate and determined, but also aren't a big fan of change.

Your Scorpio Rising tells me that you can often find your guard up with new people to some degree, but when lowered, people see just how charming, passionate, and loyal you are. There is so much about you that others have to invest time in to see and it's always worth it.

Your Virgo Sun tells me you are also very practical and want to be helpful to those around you.

The rest of your information tells me you are very family oriented, keep active, and love nostalgia (then again, who doesn't lol)

With all of this in mind, three of the Boys pop up as potential choices, two being Diavolo and Asmodeus. However,

I pair you with...

Beelzebub

He is the ultimate family man. Like, as soon you feel you're ready for it, make this man a Daddy right away! He has so much love to give and he can tell you do too. Even before you two have kids, I can imagine him being so soft and cuddly with you, nuzzling your cheek or neck before whispering in your ear about how beautiful your heart is and that you'd be an amazing parent and how he just can't wait for that day 🥺😭💕💕💕

Outside of that cutesy parent stuff, I can see you two going to the gym together and Beel would even try yoga with you! He'd be pretty clumsy at it in the beginning, but I can see him enjoying it and keeping at it so it can be another activity that you two can do together.

You being such a lively and passionate person with him always brings a smile to his face, causing him to want to express just as much passion back at you 🥰

Beel will be just as devoted to you as you are to him and I can really see you two being this cute, healthy couple whose always taking caring of one another💕💕💕

But seriously, make this man a Daddy. It's practically a crime that he isn't one already lol

[melis-writes]

Request for where Sonny doesn’t call Victoria a slut or whore or those sort of names because he knows that what they have together is different and much more than an affair and is true deep love & affection for each other, that they only want each other.

Oooh, I see. 👀 I know they can get it on with dirty talk in the bed but we definitely are sorely missing some fluffy, romantic moments for Victonny!! ❤

Siting out upon the balcony at Sonny and Sandra’s private estate, away from prying eyes and listening ears, you feel a harmonious kind of peace and privacy overlooking the gorgeous waters of Lake Tahoe with Sonny sitting next to you.

“I’ve never seen you this happy before.” Gazing at Sonny, your eyes momentarily flicker down to his hand gently clasping over yours.

“Does it surprise you?” Sonny chuckles, meeting your glance.

“A little.” You blush, intertwining your fingers with his. “Because it’s at the cost of someone else’s happiness.”

“I know you don’t mean that.” Sonny’s eyes flash with playfulness. “Because that would contradict our lifestyles, wouldn’t it?”

You laugh softly, nodding. “I suppose it would, though the last thing I want to tell you is that Sandra—”

“Is happier without me?” Sonny raises a brow. “Yeah, you can say it. I know we both see it anyway.”

“Sonny,” you frown, squeezing his hand. “But still—”

“I don’t care, Vic.” Sonny tells you. “I honestly can’t even express to you in some kinda way how much I don’t give a shit about her or any of this. She’s glad to be out of my face all the time? Fine then, whatever. She’s doin’ me a favour because I don’t want her.”

“Not anymore?” You ask, unable to stop yourself from pitying the inevitable demise of Sonny and Sandra’s marriage.

“That’s the thing,” a wry grin forms over Sonny’s lips. “Since when, right?”

“Since us.” You mention, feeling your cheeks burn with blush at the very words coming out of your mouth.

“Even before then, but all because of you.” Sonny replies, raising your hand up to his mouth before kissing the back of it deeply. “Pop was the only one who noticed and man, he gave me an earful.”

“Wait, what do you mean?” Blushing furiously, even Sonny’s able to tell by your rosy cheeks as to just how flustered you’re getting.

“When you first came to meet our family,” Sonny begins to confess, “and you walked into my father’s office. It’s like I regretted every other life choice I made before then, ya know? I saw you and—”

“Santinoooo,” you whine, growing embarrassed and suddenly shy from his confession.

Sonny pulls you closer to him on the bench by your hip, grinning at you. “C’mon, baby, it’s the truth. I’, not making this shit up. You think Michael was the only one who looked at you in there and thought ‘this woman is everything I want and more’? I’ve craved you since then, even if I couldn’t have you. And now? I don’t even consider myself married to Sandra.”

“Actually?” Your eyes begin to widen.

“When I’m with you, everything’s different.” Sonny can practically feel his heart aching within his chest. “’Cause to me it’s not the sex, it’s not what we had in New York. It’s so much more even if it can’t legally be.”

“I don’t need a bunch of paperwork telling me what I am and who I’m with.” You mumble back, snuggling onto Sonny’s arm. “I know what I want and what I have.”

“You know I’m yours just as much as you’re mine.” Sonny runs his free hand through your hair, stroking it back. “And that ain’t gonna change for anyone or anything—Mike included.”

“I knew it’d get to this.” You whisper back, unable to push back your growing shyness. “I wanted it to so badly.”

Sonny stares at you for a moment, utterly bewildered. “You’ve no idea how much I needed to hear that.”

“I’m in love with you.” You admit, speaking your truth. “I’m not in an affair with you. That’s what this is—what this all means to me. It is so much more. I’m not thinking about New York either, I’m not thinking about any of that. I’ve lived a double life since the day I was born, and that’s what I’ll continue to do now if it means we can keep what we have.”

“I’d never say no to that.” Sonny’s both thrilled and stunned by your words. “But you know if you ever want to stop living a life like that, you can run away with me anytime you want.”

[gaviicreates]

Experiments with Mohair + FO: Friends Ear Warmer

Good Morning, Crafters! In my fiber crafts learning journey this week, I made my first finished object using a merino wool, held together with mohair. It seems that crafters are either a fan of mohair or dislike mohair, and I haven't seen anyone in between. So I figured it was time to figure out where I stood in this equation.

A couple of months ago I picked up some colorways in the relatively new Hobbii "Friends" Collection, the idea behind this product line being that you can mix and match the exact colorways across multiple fibers and weights. I think this is an excellent idea to create a line with varied, but reliable colors, and very well has the potential to be a staple when wanting to use a base of solids. There's cottons, kid silk, wool, a cotton and acrylic blend, and extra fine merino for all your fiber fun needs.

As I mentioned, I chose the extra fine merino and kid silk (79) - it will be the same across all fibers, which is also a nice feature and makes my organized brain all happy - also known as "Open Sea." Find the yarn here: Kid Silk, Extra Fine Merino Find the Friends Collection Here. With kid silk, I am getting not the pure experience of mohair, as it actually is a blend with 72% Mohair, 25% Silk, 3% Wool. I don't have a comparison, but I can tell you the silk probably gives it a bit of shimmer and possibly softens the yarn. But merino and mohair from what I've read both tend to be considered soft wools, and are not the experience one might think of. If you are thinking of the scratchy stuff, these are not it. I can attest they feel like clouds, so I think they would be good for those with sensitive skin. As long as you are not allergic to the fiber, which can happen too. With my yarns delivered, I first wanted to go about exploring the difference in the color. There's always bound to be some variety based on the way the fibers are able to hold the dye (I am sure there is a scientific word for that), but I was surprised to see that not only was the color as I expected based on the colors on my computer screen, but also that they did match each other even closer than I expected. I also ordered a pink in the kid silk and cotton (37) or "Rosewood."

It was then time to start working up my skeins to see how they worked together, and to determine where I stood with these materials.

Since softness was key, I figured I should test it on a pattern close to the skin. I chose a headband pattern from Hobbii, that was designed for their Universe line, but is an easy one to adjust for different yarn weights and desired width. This is a crochet pattern, and will create a gorgeous texture with alternating post stitches. You can find the FREE pattern here.

The first thing I realized - the mohair creates a GORGEOUS natural halo. And that I think is the first thing to recognize about your own aesthetic when deciding whether to give mohair a try. Halo is those errant strands of fiber around your work - sometimes occurring overtime with use - and in this case, added intentionally because it will change the look of your fabric, but also provide extra warmth and softness. I think an ear warmer was the perfect choice of project for these yarns, and in my case, I really enjoyed the slight nuance of the new fabric I was creating - the kid silk adding just a bit of light to the matte of the merino.

There's a downside - this was not a froggable project. When I was first beginning the headband, I wasn't happy initially with the width and wanted to pull everything back to make it smaller. When I went to frog, I only felt comfortable going back a row, worrying that I would break the strands if I tugged it harder. Since I only had the one skein each, I chose to keep going forward. I am glad I did, because the end result is just right with the twist sewn in. You know - perfect - just as we are about to go into the warmth of Spring.

I'll keep it for winter. <3

In the end Mohair - would try again! I feel like there could be a definitely appeal to expand into more adventurous color combinations now that I've seen how the strands and colors work together. I can definitely see that rosewood color way with a different yarn that could completely transform the look. I get it, I definitely do. **I am new to this fiber journey**

[wyvernest]

cregan stark x f! targaryen! reader

first part - previous part - next part | all chapters list

>>Queen Rhaenyra has sent you away from the brewing war to safety since your brother, Jacaerys, has secured the Pact of Ice and Fire. You have to honor it by marrying Lord Cregan Stark, Warden of the North.

cw: slow burn, fluff, eventual smut, angst, follows book events with slight deviations, im planning to let jacaerys live!! every chapter is about 2 -2.5k wc

chapter cw: tension, fluff, angst, cheek kisses?, half of the wedding, angsty letter from jace

Your heavy, wooden chamber door creaks open as gentle footsteps enter. A knock, a belated politesse, finally rouses you. You clumsily bring the covers up below your eyes. The sun is up.

“Sister.” A joyful girl walks up to you and sits on the edge of the bed. “Good morrow!”

“Good morrow.” You respond from beneath the white linen, wishing to reciprocate the amiability, yet bewilderment holds you back.

You momentarily recall your delicate situation, yesterday's festivities, Jacaerys leaving, and last night.

Last night. How Cregan welcomed you into his chambers and offered you a glimpse of his sentiments. How gentle he was, and most of all, how your heart fluttered in your chest when his lips touched your knuckles. How your mind numbed when you felt, even for a mere moment, his warm breath on the flushed skin of your hand.

You remembered how he escorted you back after you talked, your arm once again curled around his; how you felt his strength even through thick clothing. How he walked slower than his usually commanding stroll through the castle just to indulge you. How sweet his voice was wishing you a good night’s rest.

Though it's barely been a day, the fondness for the northerner that sprouted in your heart has grown undeniable.

“I’m Sara. I regret I could not receive you yesterday, I was on a scouting troupe, returning from White Harbour. You never know what ships dock on the east coast, ‘specially now that you’re here.”

“Sara!” You call aloud in sincere enthusiasm, finally realising who the woman is, and she quickly silences you with a gentle hand over your mouth.

“I’m not supposed to be here.” she giggles, smiling ear-to-ear at your gleeful reaction. “My brother wanted you to have your privacy.” She confesses, her voice descending into a whisper. “He thinks it would accustom you more painlessly into your new home, for that’s what he always does when he’s troubled.”

“He always does what?” You inquire, mimicking her tone like a young girl gossipping for the very first time.

“Retreats into the Godswood,” she waves her hand dismissively, “goes hunting, or even goes to other places I dare not mention yet.”

Oh.

Your eyes widen, and she becomes aware of the possible implications of what she said.

“Not those kinds of places. He means to be alone when he ponders his decisions. Some places are secluded even from me, though I’ve uncovered some, before he could even hold Ice in his hands.”

You smile, in relief, happy with the friendliness of your new confidant.

“Though usually I’d also feel the impulse to seek peace of mind in solitude, right now I want to be anything but alone.”

“Thought so.” She takes both your hands in hers, and a shiver runs through your spine at the semblance between his former gesture and hers. Brothers indeed.

“We are sisters now, you and I. And I do hope you do not resent me, for the reason you’re here.”

At first, you had your spite. Because of the position your brother put you in, the fear of being thrown in the arms of a monster while she had such a free choice. But Jacaerys eventually pacified you, and along with the reassurance that Cregan would make a more-than-fine husband.

And alas, she had no fault in the two mens’ negotiations.

“I do not. I am deeply grateful to have your sympathies.”

“So am I.” She moves away from you as if to leave, but seemingly remembers something of great importance and returns.

“Do not be fooled by appearances. My brother is one to care deeply, and love fiercely. And tonight will be about you.”

Tonight.

The wedding.

The bedding.

“Sara.” You grab her hand to hold her in place. “I’m scared. Of the ceremony.” You explain.

Your mother, Rhaenyra, and Daemon “The Rogue Prince” had a Valyrian wedding, in accord with Valyrian customs. But you were in the North, where, just like in every other part of the Seven Kingdoms, old gods or new, even highborn brides had to endure a bedding ritual.

“I’ll-”

You both turn as you hear three firm knocks on the door. Sara nods comfortingly, yet you do not know what she means by it.

She gets up and rushes to open the door, attempting to squeeze herself through the door frame, seemingly wanting to depart even before the other person gets in. None other than the Lord of Winterfell steps into the chamber, eyeing her with severity. She twists her face into a sly smile before running off.

“Good morrow, my lady.” He smiles, shutting the door behind him. “I see you two have met rather unceremoniously.”

“I’m not one for unnecessary grandiosity. Plain sincerity has always been harder to come across.”

You cannot help but notice he is now wearing a more homey attire; a dark grey linen tunic, dark trousers and a wide leather belt adorned with intricate decorations along its length. You relish the way he appears to be opening up to you, even through something as meagre as clothing.

“True enough. I hope she did not startle you.”

“Not startle, just…surprise. Yet I admit, it was a welcomed surprise. I found her endearing.” You disclose, wanting to encourage him to also be as open as his half-sister if he wished it.

He smiles, ever so slightly, and you invite him to sit on the edge of the bed with a friendly nod. Even if you still feel the polite need to hold the bed covers up to your neck abashedly, you cherish his presence.

“I have urged our tailors to make dresses suitable for you. For your family’s house and mine own. Whenever you are ready, Sara shall accompany you, tradition forbids me from spoiling the sight of you in them.”

“I will gladly have her with me.”

You smile at him, and a force you can only sense as longing pushes you forward, closer to him. When he doesn’t back away, you press your lips to his cheek into an enormously soft peck, an unruly strand of his hair tickling your face.

You lean back, studying his face attentively. Maybe you shouldn’t have done that. It was improper. But you’ll kiss tonight all the same. But his lover? Fuck, what if he does love someone else?

“She shall wait for you in the hall.” he breaks the silence, his eyes studying you in return, clearly searching for the sentiments that pushed you to such an act. You cannot tell if he feels pleased or simply softened his expression for you not to feel ashamed.

Damn courtesy.

He gets up to leave, and you cannot find it in your heart to ask for the truth. What kind of a man would admit to loving someone else so freely and remorselessly?

“Marvellous!” Sara compliments as she adjusts your hair over the last garment you have tried on.

Marvellous indeed. It is heavy and thick with white furs, as part of the wedding would be held outside, in the Godswood, yet it does not fail to astonish.

Around the neck, plunge silvery-woven dragons, meeting in the front, below the elbows which are adorned with more bright ornaments in shapes of pine leaves and branches stopping where the arms begin, akin to shoulder plates of heavy armour. Around the waist stands a leather belt cut into an upside down V shape that seems to drip down from the dragon heads, fire turned to ice; the belt itself decorated, but this time with northern motifs you have also seen in the castle of Winterfell itself.

Truly mastercrafted, and truly the union of House Targaryen and House Stark.

“I don't believe I've ever laid my eyes on a more beautiful dress.”

Sara smiles incredulously, yet accepts your amazement. For you, it isn't only the garment itself; it is its meaning; the acceptance of your new home, with the promise that the former would not be forgotten.

As the noon passes you return to the keep with Sara, the yards and homes quiver with life and mirth for the incoming celebrations. The great hall is being arranged, and you almost feel blameworthy for all the efforts put into the preparations just to live up to your rank.

Your maids aid you with the dress, the hair, and excitedly chatter with you about your presence in Winterfell, growing loud and unrestrained as you encourage them to speak their minds.

“My nanna worried that our fealty to you would bring naught but misery. That our Lord would march South in the midst of winter.”

“Gods willed it that he stayed. Most of us wouldn't have remained amongst the living to see the end of the war if he hadn't.” One of the older maids added while nervously fixing silvery ornaments in your hair.

“But are the Gods in their favour as well? Who knows what the usurper'll do if the Blacks do not prevail.”

“Lord Stark will have to bend the knee again.”

“After they've delivered justice to all fighting men.”

“I believe odds are with us.” You intervene, calming them down, yet disturbed with the memory of Luke. “Even against Vhagar, we have the most experienced dragon riders on our side.” You assure, more for yourself or for them, you do not know.

“Aye. What is strength if you do not have the wits to weild it?” Jeyne replies, one of the women you have grown closest to. You know dragons are not a force to weild as one would speak of a sword or a lance, but you bite back your tongue.

Whatever you could say would only make spirits boil again, and they seem to have just ceased worrying.

“It's done. As beautiful as the first sun after a harsh winter.”

As you walk down the hallways of the castle, all you can think of is how badly you wish your family were here. Your mother, brothers, sisters, Rhaenys and Corlys, even Daemon; how you long to see the familiar faces of the guards.

As you are escorted to the Weirwood tree, with people standing on each side of the path with such reverence in their eyes that it sends a shiver down your spine, a bellow rumbles from behind the dark grey cloud cover, faint shadows of white wings ripping through the skies.

Suvion emerges from the gloom, descending towards the castle, his wings hissing in the brisk air like winter winds as people gasp at the sight of him.

You hold yourself back, although you wish you could break away from the crowd and fly with him again. As if he understands, he lands at the edge of the woods and watches the glimmer of the candles and torches of the ritual from afar.

With your heart now full of courage that at least your dragon, of your entire family, would be with you for this paramount moment in your life, you step with new found confidence towards the tree, where Cregan stood waiting for you.

You accept him wholeheartedly, and as your hands are joined, you feel your skin cold against his. The heat of his touch draws you in, and you sinfully wish to make haste and finally be held in his arms, away from the frost of Winterfell nights.

When you rise back up and he places his cloak atop your shoulders with such gentleness that can only make you weak in the knees, you finally realise it.

You become aware, that you are now, and for as long as you live, his. You are to be and act as one, and be separated only by death itself.

Although normally it would have frightened you, the thought of it now grounds you and warms your insides. It was beautiful, and not every highborn lady had the privilege of sincerely blushing at her betrothed’s acts of kindness. You liked Lord Cregan Stark, and you can only hope he liked you just as purely.

As the ceremony in the Godswood ends, the entire court seems to be holding its breath.

“My lady wife.” Cregan declares, gesturing for you to wrap an arm around his neck. You almost forgot.

In a swift motion you are swept off your feet as he picks you up in his arms and starts carrying you back towards the castle as people cheer and come along.

The steady pace of his walking is both soothing and thrilling; it makes you feel protected and cherished, yet it reminds you of what's to come after the feast.

He carries you with an ease that stuns and entices you, with all the furs and heavy pelts, he manages to safely hold you.

Fuck it.

You wrap both hands around his neck, and you feel his grip on your legs and waist tighten as he continues to approach the entrance of the yard.

Pulling yourself closer, you once more lay a soft kiss on his cheek, feeling his body heat directly on your cold face, breathing in the unique scent of him.

People are quick to notice the display of affection as the cheering suddenly grows louder and wilder around you.

Warm, bright lights force you to squint your eyes as you arrive in the Great Hall and the people shout merrily, standing up from their seats.

Yet just as the festivities were about to unfold, the maester comes up to Lord Cregan and humbly hands him a raven message.

Your breathing stops. The people continue to cheer as mayhaps most did not notice the exchange, but you hear them no longer.

His brows furrow as he reads.

“We will be excused for now.” He announces to the maester and turns to you, holding out his hand. "Come. It is important.”

You heart beats like battle drums.

He takes you back to his chambers and shuts the door. For a mere moment, you dare believe it was only a show put up for the guests so he would slyly spare you from the bedding ritual.

Yet you would have preferred the ritual over the news you were about to receive.

“I must first apologise. It is not right to deprive you of the happiness of this night.” he begins, his voice as soft as always when he spoke to you, yet what he is saying does not let you relish in it. “But to hide this from you is to dishonour this night and the memory of it once I would have told you.”

Your hand quivers as you open the small scroll.

a/n: i would've made the font in the letter more mediaeval but i realised 𝖎𝖙'𝖘 𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖉 𝖆𝖘 𝖘𝖍𝖎𝖙 𝖙𝖔 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉 for some and that's not the point

tags <3

tumblr is fucking with the tags ill figure something out

[macverse]

Denim & Mistletoe Desires

---

JC and Justin have been separated for far too long during the pandemic. With the world slowly falling back to what can be considered normal, it's the holiday season and they finally are able to be with each other again.

---

I know you like it

I know you like it it it

I know you like it

I know youI know you like it it it

When you walk in it’s as if the world slows down around me. Like magic, the sea of people between us parts, and all I see is you. Perfectly dressed as always; black on black with a hint of Christmas red at your breast. You wore your glasses that you hate because I love them and I asked you to wear them. My fine ass man that I haven’t seen in over a year because of the pandemic. 

We didn't need to stay apart but it was the best choice. When your dad injured his back for the second time this year and unfortunately needed surgery to help recover it was clear that you were the best person out of your siblings to make the sacrifice and go all the way to Florida to help your mom out. Although we knew we’d miss each other we ultimately decided that you’d stay put with family after your father recovered rather than risk contact trying to get back to each other. Trains were just as risky if not riskier than planes and I didn't want to ask you to drive the 42 hours between us. As the days turned to months then turned to years the 2,780 miles between you and me felt further and further away but finally tonight my eyes can behold you without the guise of a computer screen between us.

Don't know why, but girl, I'm feeling close to you

Maybe is this ocean view, I'm so emotional

And all these stars been dancing on my head

Too long, too long, too long

You haven’t seen me yet as you are greeted by the people you know closest to the door. I’m all the way across the room but I can still enjoy watching you from here. Almost everyone knows you; by association or by fame. The ones you worked with that beautiful year you spared to work with me greet you with surprise and exclamations. Mike from accounting who you used to talk about traveling with. Leslie, whose position you had temporally filled after she left to get married, hugged, and kissed you around her baby bump. It's been so long since anyone has seen anyone and everyone is a sight for sore eyes this year at the company holiday party. 

David, the one who you trained to replace you, hugs you warmly and his now almost three-year-old toddler grabs on to you with joy from his fathers’ arms although he’s never met you. This does give me a chance to see you in the rare but beautiful element of you with a child. Although you've told me time and time again that you never wanted to be a father it’s always been clear that you are the best with children. Even my son, now our son cracked through your iron-clad door to parenthood. A soft smile finds my lips as my heart warms to see you take the toddler in your arms with a soft toss in the air and hug him sweetly to your body. His giggles are like music even from where I’m standing and many heads turn to see the happy child.

I wrote a song for you, I wanna sing to you

But every time I'm close to you

The words wanna come out, but I forget

It's so strong, it's so strong, it's so strong

Moving closer to where you are I am stopped by Marcella and Johan. I lose sight of you as I stop to speak with them, passing along holiday wishes and hopes for the new year but the chimes of your laugh reach my ears through the cacophony of the largest group anyone has been comfortable to be around in a while. Thankfully we’re a small company and we were able to rent out a large space to keep everyone comfortable and stress-free. We’ve had a good year despite the total shift to work from home. Lots of other brands had suffered during the past two years but WilliamRast was thankfully not one of them. Our sales dropped slightly but this year we nearly cracked the hundred million so obviously, we had to celebrate. 

The other people in the group with Marcella and Johan ask me about my year, about our son but my answers come automatically because my mind is only on you. My heartbeat picked up the moment I caught a glance of your now long, gray-streaked hair. Bless your mother for keeping you from dying your gray away and keeping your luscious chestnut lock from getting too long. You look like something out of my dreams as I spy you now closer to me talking to a new group of people. We both gained and lost, and lost some more weight while we quarantined. Not that I could complain before but the return of your perfect strong, sturdy form had me wishing for your return more and more each day. Your back is to me so I take full advantage; eating up just how toned your already beautiful ass has become. 

Didn't I seem like I'm catching something

That's because it's true

I can't deny it, I won't try it

But I think that you know

I look around and everything I see is beautiful

Cause all I see is you

And I can't deny it, and I stand by you

And I won't hide it anymore

I don’t want you to find me too soon. I’m enjoying watching you work the room. Not one to spoil a good show, I excuse myself from the group that had pulled me in under the pretense of needing a refill. Unfortunately, I have to turn my back to you as I head off in the direction of the bar. Our son, now almost seven years old flys by me with his cousins on his tail. He’s been just as excited to finally see you as I have been and had barely wanted to sleep the night prior. 

He's not the only one that aches for you. My hand and lips were hungry to hold and taste you as my eyes were to see you. Each day we've been apart a dull ache has built inside of me that after all this time feels like it's meant to be there. For the first time in so long, it's gone and I almost feel lost without it. With each step away from you, my mind says ‘ turn around’. Accompanied with each heartbeat I hear 'he's just over there’. I'm going against my body's instinct to reclaim my place by your side but as you’d taught me the anticipation is just as sweet as the beholding. You've already been here just a few miles away from our home taking the appropriate time to self-quarantine after traveling back to me. Your last day of quarantine couldn’t have come sooner. 

Our son signaled to me that I was going the wrong way, that you were behind me but I placed a finger on my lips signaling to him to not say that he’d seen me to you. I sealed our silent agreement with a wink as he giggled and continued at high speed towards you. I heard his exclamation of joy as he careened into you. Peeking over my shoulder once I reached the bar I see you crouched down hugging him and gesturing at how tall he’s gotten. You’ve missed almost half a foot of his life all this while. Even from here, I can see the disappointment under the joy on your face. I feel a pang of sadness in my chest but quickly think that you still have at least his full body height more to go and there will be time to make up for the lost six inches.

Soon you're complimenting my nieces on their dresses and I see you twirl the youngest of the two causing the light to play off the sequins on her skirt. She’s pulling your hand, probably saying she wants to dance with you. You expertly swing her up into your arms and glide across the floor in your usual effortless way. We're all a family here and there are many children here tonight but the co-founders’ children are the center of the attention. Many eyes turn your way as you waltz across the dance floor with my business partner and best friend’s youngest to the music softly playing in the room; spinning and dipping her high and low causing her to giggle and the spectators to clap as they look on. 

You're in the best of moods tonight. I'm sure it wouldn't take me long to guess why...

Read the rest of the story on my AO3

[residents-of-the-darkforest]

Still So Young (short story) (part 3)

Part 1: https://www.tumblr.com/residents-of-the-darkforest/716241657057722368/still-so-young-short-story-part-1?source=share

Previous: https://www.tumblr.com/residents-of-the-darkforest/716241871968567296/still-so-young-short-story-part-2?source=share

======================================

“I’m sorry,” Seb said for what must be the hundredth time. 

Maybe one-hundred times will be enough for everything to feel okay. The ground tilted side to side. Blue struggled not to trip, but every time she met her mate’s–former mate’s–eyes, she wanted the ground to open up and swallow her hole. That would feel better than the horrible storm that was occurring in her heart, and mind, and every other inch of her body. “Did…did you never want to leave with me?”

Seb ducked his head. “I thought you would want to live with me. That’s why you always visited me and I hardly visited you, isn’t it?”

Blue felt a wave of anguish tremble through her, shaking her skin. “But you don’t want me.” This time, it was a statement. 

Seb’s eyes rounded. “Of course I do! But being out there, in the wild…..and away from my housefolk! They’re everything to me, you know that! It was kind of selfish to just assume I would abandon them, don’t you think?”

Blue flinched.

Seb instantly looked regretful. “I’m sorry,” he said again. He stepped toward her, but Blue stepped back. “What now?” he asked, voice small. “You could live with me! My housefolk are very kind, and they get me new toys all the time, and they–”

“Stop!” Blue snapped. She let out a long breath. “I…I can’t live like that. I can’t give up the taste of squirrel and mouse and bird, or only run around under the trees when my twolegs let me.” 

“They let me out all the time!” Seb insisted. “We always meet in my garden, don’t we? And you’ll be safe! Think about all those times you had to take shelter from rain or snow. Now imagine something a thousand times as effective!

“That’s just it.” Blue shook her head. “You think being in the wild is all avoiding predators and bad weather, and going hungry.”

“Isn’t it?”

“No! It’s so much more. It’s the amazing views when you climb to the top of a tall tree, it’s the interesting cats you meet on your travels, it’s the new things you find and learn with every place you come across, it’s–it’s everything.”

“What if you get sick?”

“There’s herbs.”

“But what if they’re not enough?”

“Then I’ll die free and beneath the stars, not some blank roof.”

Seb flattened his ears. “Is my life so worthless to you? You should want me to be safe!”

Blue blinked at him in surprise. She had thought she was talking about herself, not Seb. “Of course I do! But what’s the point of being safe if you can’t be happy?”

“I am happy,” Seb began to growl. “Why can’t you understand that? Why can’t you give my way of life a chance?”

“Why can’t you give mine a chance?”

“I can’t abandon my housefolk!”

“I can’t abandon Clover!” 

“Well then–!” Seb began harshly, but cut himself off and frowned sadly. 

Blue could feel her heart shatter, broken shards cutting at her lungs and making her struggle to breathe. “Then…?” 

Seb’s eyes shimmered. “Are you sure you don’t want to live with me? I’m sure my housefolk would take you both in.”

Blue looked away. She couldn’t stand seeing the hurt, she could barely stand her own. “I wouldn’t be happy.”

“Are you sure?”

Blue padded closer to him, rubbing her chin along his cheek. “You’re the only thing here that could bring me joy, but….it’s not enough.” And I can’t bring my kits somewhere they’ll only be taken from me. Blue didn’t say it. 

She was going to ask Seb to join her, and announce her pregnancy after he said yes, but he had refused, and their argument had started. She didn’t want to bring it up now and manipulate his choice. Neither of them would be happy if they only chose to stay together for the kits, one in a home they didn’t want to live in in the first place.

But was not telling him right? Surely sparring Seb from the grief of knowing he has kits growing up without him is better than telling him and leaving anyway. Leaving….The realization that she would not only be leaving her love, but also the life she had imagined they would have together ever since she found out that she was carrying. She wasn’t sure she was ready to hold that kind of grief. She was also more sure now that she wasn’t going to place that onto Seb. He could move on without her, he could find a she-cat or tom that will love him just as much as Blue does, who will be okay with living with him, and maybe with having kits, even if it means Twolegs will take them away.

“I’ll never stop loving you,” she told him, forcing every bit of earnesty into her words so that he couldn’t doubt any of it. “Our lives are just…not compatible. But I’ll carry you with me. When I meet new cats on my travels, I’ll tell them about the brave kittypet that wasn’t afraid of the wild cat that invaded his garden.”

Seb chuckled. “And I’ll tell anyone I might meet about the beautiful forest cat that shared her food and stories with me.”

They had been pressed together this whole time. Only now did Blue pull back, and as soon as she couldn’t feel Seb’s warmth against her, she wanted to dive right back in. But she forced herself to stand tall. “Maybe we’ll see each other again.”

“Yeah.” Seb didn’t look like he believed it. “Maybe.” 

“I guess I should go now….”

“Do you have to?”

“We’ll only prolong the pain if I don’t.”

“You’re right,” Seb sniffed. 

Blue padded away before she could stop herself, forcing with every step for her to move until she was on top of the fence. She turned back. “Goodbye, love!”

Seb smiled at her, but his eyes watered. “Goodbye, dear!”

With that, Blue hopped down onto the long, prickly grass on the other side, and instantly wished she was still in Seb’s garden.

==========================

Next: https://www.tumblr.com/residents-of-the-darkforest/716249287168851968/still-so-young-short-story-part-4?source=share

Was actually gonna make Seb a bad guy, but then I started writing, and he’s really more of a child in an adult’s body.