#in the spirit of what this show could’ve been lol

[time-is-restored]

btw this might be me swinging a bat at a hornets nest but like. absolutely none of my disappointment from the tl finale comes from ship baiting or any relationships that didn’t happen (though to be clear, i think the tedbecca fake outs were meanspirited and served no narrative purpose - in noted contrast to the season's earlier jamiekeeley fakeouts, for example, which were explicitly there to demonstrate jamie's growth + maturity)

tedpendant is a really fun concept for me, and i LOVE the characterisation + thematic potential there!

but as someone who personally resonated with a lot of ted’s struggles, the idea that ted could leave richmond so… seamlessly, for lack of a better word, really doesn’t sit right with me. the thesis of the shows entire first season - assuming it can be said to have only one - was about how everyone needs the love and support of a community, whether that comes in the flavour of someone who hypes u tf up or someone who will relentlessly call u on ur shit (or, as happened quite frequently, both!).

rebecca, roy, jamie are the clearest examples as the characters with the most screentime: they were all deeply isolated and disconnected from the people around them, and that was making them miserable. the connections they made with the team, the vulnerability they finally allowed themselves to express (the ghost banishing ceremony comes to mind!), and them going on to want *more* out of their life are what made their arcs about *progression* rather than *regression*. without that clear theme of compassion + community inspiring positive growth in everyone who encounters it, there is, frankly, no season one.

my personal favourite scene from season one comes right after michelle walks away from ted, when they’ve agreed to get divorced. ted sits down on the bench looking gutted, and a little shell shocked - and beard sits down with him. hands him the drink, and they sit there together. silent, but together. to me, that scene is an implicit promise from the episode, to the audience: ‘it’ll be okay. it’s going to be hard, but ted isn’t alone, and his friends won’t leave him behind.’

it also makes it clear to the audience that ted isn’t the saintly-giver-of-grace who needs nothing in return, as one might assume on first brush, but rather that he’s Also struggling with his own shit (as is everyone, always, in real life!) and he has something he needs from the people around him too.

and looking at the text of s3, and the conclusion to his arc in the finale, i just don’t believe that he got it. he wasn’t just sad that he was leaving (which would be understandable!), he was completely closed off. unresponsive to the people around him reaching out, borderline confused as to why they were trying so hard!

(side note, while i completely respect the read of ted and trents last interaction being rather rude + ooc on ted’s part, i personally read a different motive into it. for me, it was more like… he didn’t understand where trents enthusiasm was coming from? like, he read that as trent being too invested in what other people think of him, and responded in a way that he hoped would emphasise that ted doesn’t *need* to laugh at everything trent wrote, bc trent Already Knows that he’s done something really cool and kickass, and he shouldn’t value anyone else’s reactions above that. basically, based on his demeanour in the episode, i genuinely don’t think it would’ve even occurred to him that trent was more invested in HIS reaction than he would’ve been with anyone else.)

again, looking purely at the text, the show had already established that ted has really strong depressive + avoidant tendencies, as well as panic attacks (largely triggered by his fear of not being ‘good enough’ in various roles, ie: a father). we saw one area he was able to calm HIMSELF abt these fears (worry for henry, which is a Hell of a choice considering the ending…), but in literally every other heightened moment, he had to rely on his support system to help him make the choices that he WANTED to make, rather than ones inspired by avoidance and fear (ie: confronting michelle abt jake, talking to his mum abt why she was visiting + his dads death).

and to be clear, this is a GOOD THING! we’re not supposed to go through life alone, no matter how bad OR well we’re doing. rebecca and keeleys friendship isn’t worth less for all the scenes where they’re both in good places. if anything, the opposite is true - it’s lovely that they both have someone who want to celebrate the achievements in their life!

and fuck it, we’re sure as hell not supposed to go through life with exactly one (1) person whom we expect to fulfill ALL of our emotional needs at all times either! like, im sure i don’t need to labour my point here, but tying everything to one (1) person in ur life doesn’t make u any less isolated than if u were going it completely alone, whether it’s a family member, a friend, or a partner. i won’t pretend to know the first thing abt what it’s like to be a parent, but i don’t think it’s unreasonable to say that no parent would be at their best if they had absolutely no support/camaraderie/general love provided to them from Anyone other than their child.

so when ted is SPECIFICALLY shown to be in a bad place, over and over again (did he come to terms w his fear to be close to henry overnight???????), and then removed from his community? of COURSE the audience is left feeling unsettled, and like the rug has been pulled out from under them. there was no time in this finale dedicated to how ted would still be in contact with anyone from richmond. no promises of visits, or phone calls - fuck, nothing about emails!! according to the text, we might as well assume this is a clean break (and the maybe-dream-sequence does Fuck All to assure us otherwise. if ted doesn’t go to beards wedding, what WOULD he go to????). and since the show has ALSO completely failed to give us even an IMPLICATION of who/what ted’s support system would be in kansas, there’s… a reasonable argument to be made that this is It for ted. that, after two seasons doing NOTHING but attesting otherwise, the audience is supposed to suddenly believe that ted can (and SHOULD!) pull himself up by his bootstraps, and cope entirely on his own.

that, to me, is a betrayal of the show’s premise. we were promised a show about how, no matter how dark things may get, none of the characters would be left to struggle alone. and then they ended the show with ted alone.

i don’t know. i guess if i had to give this post a tldr; if anyone has any gen fic/meta/Literally Anything in the pipeline, i would absolutely love to be tagged/directed towards it. i’ll be endeavouring to write something myself, as well, but it might take a while before i can return to my WIP, lol.

[sykestarot]

who are your guides?

1-2-3 (left to right)

I DO NOT OWN THESE IMAGES

hi guys welcome to this weeks reading! I started this reading last week and the energy just didn't feel right but here it is! I'm working on a website so I can schedule personal readings as well! If anyone has any tips for that I'd love to hear it feel free to dm me :). Anyways I hope you enjoy these messages they were all so very sweet!

Pile 1

“there will be mountains you won't move still, i’ll always be there for you” (The Hermit; queen of wands; 5 of wands reversed; 2 of wands; 6 of cups; knight of pentacles) Hi pile one! For you guys I feel like one of your guides is a familial figure, like a grandparent or maybe someone apart of your chosen family. I feel like you might’ve lost this person pretty recently. For some there is female energy and for others there male energy. I’d say for the female energies this would’ve been a firecracker of a person. They were probably always full of life and adventure and they want to guide you to be in that power as well. For the male energy I feel as though they were steady as a beating drum. A very reliable person in life and probably gave the best advice. This guide is here to help you with staying grounded. For some of you you could have both of them simultaneously, however i feel for most of you you have one or the other. But i must point out that this could’ve been a power couple if they were together in life lol. But I see that those with the feminine energy might be on the shyer side of things, and your guide would love to show you how it feels to fully step into your dark feminine energy. For those with the masculine energy this guide wants to continue to give you advice and wishes you would speak to them more. I also feel like some of you might come from a religious background and maybe feel like believing in guides could insight some shame for you. Your guides want you to know that shaming yourself for a belief will only hinder the progress that you’ve made and don’t be too hard on yourself. I see that these guides have so much unconditional love for you and when you feel most alone I promise you are not. Animal Spirits: Snake + Hawk Signs: canned pumpkin; all spice?; Pocahontas; racoons; pacific northwest; rivers; wood cabins; pine scent; Massachusetts; boats; church; white buildings; cold water; winter; snow; willow trees; vivid dreams; 555

Pile 2

“is there something supernatural fucking with you?” (2 of pentacles; knight of cups; Temperance; 4 of pentacles; 6 of cups; 2 of wands) Hi Pile 2 welcome and thanks for reading! I will say that your guide is a very funny one. I feel like this pile has one pretty good overarching energy. I don’t feel like this is someone you’ve known in this life but maybe a few lifetimes ago. I also feel like you are a very self aware reader or are at least in contact with your guides in some way whether you are conscious of it or not. This guide had lots of fun picking a song, and in turn I feel like was messing around with me. I get the energy of a guide who volunteered to be yours because they loved you so much in the last life. I also feel like you guys go around very uptight and stressed about most things in life, and I feel like their energy is supposed to help you loosen up. Like maybe your lesson in life is to find the joy in being alive instead of being super goal oriented or materially focused. I feel like this is the type of guide where you’d be painting something and then all of the sudden magically all the paint spills, or when you go to get some out you get way too much. Like this guide is trying to really show you that mistakes are just happy accidents. I feel like you guys suffer from catastrophic thinking. It’s like a domino effect for you and sometimes this guide will put things in your way so that you fail and have some realization that it wasn’t the end of the world and that there are other ways to get to the same outcome. I also see that this guide loves see you smile and will give you small rewards in the day. For ecample you might walk home from work and a cute neighborhood cat might say hi to you everyday. Or you get your order payed for by the person in front of you. This guide really does care for you and wants you to know that they’re always there for you and you can relax a bit, not everything is the end of the world. “Please do your breathing exercises!” Animal Spirits: Beaver + Eagle Signs: pranks; giggles; unnatural coincidences; kitties; empty streets; crisp air; chain link fences; playgrounds; small town; ambition; hikes; 11:11; painting; Bob Ross; bird chirps

Pile 3

“if I had the chance to relive those days I’d take it” (4 of swords; The Hanged Man; 2 of pentacles; Temperance; 9 of wands; 2 of swords) Hi pile 3! So for you guys it’s a little different than the other piles, I feel like this might not be a guide but a pet that’s passed on. Whether it was recently or a long time ago I feel like this was a kitty that had some health issues. I feel like you had to make a hard decision on whether or not to put them down and maybe you still carry that guilt with you. This little guy definitely doesn’t want you to hold onto that and they believe that they lived the best life with you truly. You took care of them and loved them so much. I keep hearing you loved me so much you let me go. They don’t harbor any resentment or harsh feelings for you on the other side. I even hear that they’d love to come back and be another pet of yours. Maybe you’re not ready for that just yet and that’s why they haven’t but they want you to know that they forgive you for the choice you made and they understand it. They want you to forgive yourself as well. I keep hearing them say I was really sick. They are so grateful of the life they lived with you truly. I see that maybe you were afraid to talk to them after they crossed the rainbow bridge because you felt like they wouldn’t want to hear from you. Trust me they very much do! They miss you so much and I feel like they always hang around in your energy and they love being close to you. Like I feel like they love to sit on your chest or your back. They never left you, not for a moment. They just want you to feel at peace and be happy. They still keep a very close and watchful eye on you, always wanting to protect you. I don’t know if maybe you’ve been having dreams of them or feeling them where they used to cuddle you. They want you to know that you were the thing that mattered most to them and still are and they hate seeing you continue to carry the weight of that decision after all this time. They think you are the most perfect human. “Please don’t beat yourself up!” Animal Spirits: Dove + Cat Signs: little league; tv static; gamecube; leapfrog; big windows, rays of sunlight; leaves blowing in the wind; green; chemtrails; airplanes; 90’s; reincarnation; green eyes

[vintagepresley]

Pretty Baby

Chapter Five: Nights in Memphis

Pairing: Elvis Presley x OC Reader

Word Count: 17,773

Warnings: 18+ SMUTSMUTSMUT Oral (f and m receiving), deep throat, fingering, tiny bit of nipple play, some body worshipping, public sex (kinda?), unprotected sex, choking, rough sex (kinda?), dirty talk, daddy kink, use of the word slut, lots of fluff, not really any angst. (I went easy on them this time, lol), typical elvis stuff.

Author's Notes: HI BESTIES. I KNOW IT'S LATE. But I got it done! I don't know how this got so damn long, but here we are. I know the last chapter was filled with so much drama and angst. It was a lot. But I thought I'd give you lots of smut and some cuteness and funny moments. It's Christmas time and Rebecca is heading to Memphis to spend it with Elvis and Lisa. I think this chapter really strengths the bond between Elvis and Rebecca and it's just so cute. I hope you guys enjoy it! Possible spelling errors because I am too lazy to proof read this.

It had been a long two weeks since the last time Rebecca saw Elvis. After that night with Linda she stayed true to her word and left the next morning on the earliest flight. Elvis tried to make her stay, but she refused. He needed to understand she needed space and time to think. He got her to open up to him and be vulnerable and it felt like a knife in the back when she found out his secret. But in true Elvis fashion he wasn’t giving up, he called everyday since she left. He didn’t bother calling the Elvis phone as she called it,  because he knew she wouldn’t answer, but even before her plane had landed he was calling her apartment and checking in with Abby if she had gotten home. At first Rebecca was ignoring his calls because he was not respecting that she needed space. But after a while Abby and Paul got tired of answering and being her messengers, so she had no choice. Every call was the same, he sounded out of it and sad; begging her to come back and all of his sweet talk. She had to admit she missed hearing that slow southern drawl of his and the way he said her name and called her baby. She missed him. 

Elvis’ world seemed to crumble around him when she left. Rebecca being the light in his life was more than just a sweet sentiment, it’s like his whole world went black without her. Sure he could’ve had any woman he wanted to warm his bed and to keep him company while she was gone. But things were different this time, all he wanted was Rebecca. He couldn’t even stand the thought of another woman beside him. Even his shows were becoming affected by this that he seemed to just ramble for a good portion of the show rather than sing. Which caused a few people in some of the shows to walk out. Some of the guys were getting tired of him moping around over her, but there was nothing they could do. He was in love and for the first time ever he knew for sure that she was the one. 

Christmas was only days away and she had no plans of going home because she and her mother were not on speaking terms at the moment. She would have the apartment to herself because Abby was going home and Paul was spending it with his boyfriend. They had invited her to join either one of them, but she just wasn't feeling in the Christmas spirit. On top of everything happening with Elvis, she was now out of a job after what happened in Vegas with the movie her manager set her up with and Elvis completely ruining it. Harvey was so worried Elvis would come bursting in on another porn set if he put her in anything else. But it didn’t bother because she wasn’t really looking into continuing that line of work now. It pushed her to try to look for actual acting jobs and maybe start what she came to New York to do, become a serious actress. She laid in bed in her underwear, smoking a joint and searching the newspapers for any ads looking for actresses. She was smart enough to know now what was porn and what wasn’t in the ads. She highlighted certain jobs as she scanned each side of the job section. She was suddenly interrupted when the Elvis phone began to ring and it completely stopped her in her tracks and she looked over at the phone, debating if she wanted to answer it. It continued to ring and she sighed knowing it was either Charlie calling for Elvis or it was the man himself. She rolled out of bed, placing the joint between her lips as she grabbed the phone and answered it. 

“Hello?” she mumbled as the joint dangled out of her mouth. 

“R-Rebecca? Honey, that you?” the southern voice on the other end muttered. 

She knew who it was without hesitation and part of her was happy to hear his voice again even though lately the sound of him concerned her. She took the joint out of her mouth and sat it in the ashtray. 

“Yes, Elvis, it’s me. Are you okay? You sound funny.” she said softly. 

“Aw, I’m fine, honey. Just fine.. I-I just wanted to hear your voice..” he mumbled. 

“You heard it this morning and this afternoon because you keep calling. I told you I needed space. How am I supposed to get it if you keep calling me?” she replied. 

“Hell, I told ya I was sorry, baby.” he mumbled. 

“I know you’re sorry, I’ve forgiven you. But Elvis.. It doesn’t make things 100% okay with us. You still lied to me. I’m afraid to trust you.” she sighed. 

Elvis had grown silent on the other end. He didn’t know what else to do and why she just wouldn’t move on from it. He felt she could trust him. He’d been on his best behavior since she left. No other girls, no one because he just wanted her. He wasn’t sure what to say, so he changed the subject. 

“I’m headin’ back to Memphis tomorrow  for few days for christmas because Lisa is comin’ to visit. Then I’ve gotta go back to Vegas to finish up the last of the shows after that.” he hummed. 

She rolled her eyes when he changed the subject instead of talking to her about what was going on. 

“That’s nice, Elvis. I’m sure she’ll be happy to see you. I hope you enjoy the holiday.” she replied, now wanting to hang up. 

“Come to Memphis, baby. I wanna see ya.. Please? Do you have plans for christmas?” he asked. 

“I-.. No, I don’t have plans, I won’t be going home this year. But Elvis I’m not coming to Memphis.” she said. 

“Are you spendin’ it with your friends?” he asked curiously. 

“No..” she mumbled. 

“So, you’re all alone? Even more of a reason for ya to come down, baby. Please? We could spend Christmas together and try to fix this.. I’d really like to see ya.. Don’t ya wanna see me?” he asked. 

She sighed softly, he wasn’t going to give up until she said yes and part of her did want to see him because she missed him more than she thought she would. But another part of her was concerned for him and thought maybe seeing him would be best because he wasn’t sounding great. No matter what was going on she cared for his well being. As she continued to think about what she wanted to do, his voice on the other end of the line was still begging for her to come to Memphis. 

“Of course I want to see you. But what about your daughter? Will she be okay with a stranger coming?” she asked. 

“Lisa? Oh, honey, she’s excited to meet you. I’ve told her all about ya. So? Will you come? No point in spendin’ it alone, baby.” he said happily. 

“F-Fine.. I’ll come. But don’t think I’m going back to Vegas with you when it’s all over. I’m coming back to New York.” she said sternly. 

Elvis beamed happily on the other end, feeling so relieved that she was coming that even the sadness in his voice had gone away. 

“That’s fine, baby. I’ll get Charlie or one of the guys to buy the ticket for you and he’ll call you with the details later. You’ll love Memphis, baby. I have so much to show ya. I can’t wait for you to see Graceland.��� he said happily.

“Well, I can’t wait to see the place I’ve heard so much about. I should go now, I’ve gotta start packing my things before it’s too late.” she said softly. 

“Okay, I’ll see you tomorrow, baby. I love you.” he mumbled. 

She was quiet after hearing those last words of his and she cleared your throat a bit, not really sure of what to say back. She loved him, but she wasn’t sure how to even say it to him; she just felt weird after everything.

“Me too, Elvis. I’ll talk to you soon.. Bye.” she whispered, hanging up the phone. 

Elvis furrowed his brow when she didn’t say it back to him, but he wasn’t going to let that get him down because his girl was coming to Memphis and he was over the moon with excitement. He quickly called down to Charlie’s room and informed him of the plans and told him to purchase her a plane ticket and then call her with the details. Not only was going to see his little daughter, but now he’d spend Christmas with the woman he loved and hoped that he could patch things up. He was even more excited for Lisa to meet Rebecca. He thought the two of them would get along well.  

Rebecca sighed, not knowing how she let him talk her into going down to Memphis, but she didn’t see the harm in it. At least she’d have some sort of plans for Christmas and she could see him again. She put the job search on hold and went to her closet and grabbed her suitcase out and sat it on her bed and then searched through her closet for clothes to wear. She wasn’t sure what the weather was like down in Memphis and New York was freezing. So, she decided to just pack for both climates just in case. The thought of meeting his daughter made her nervous. She wasn’t really great with kids or even knew how to talk to them. But she was going to do her best to try to bond with her in some way. After she had gotten both her suitcases packed she set them aside and plopped back down into her bed and grabbed her joint, taking a big drag from it as she stared at the phone waiting for Charlie to call with the information on her ticket. She was hoping the weed would knock her right out because she had no clue how she was going to sleep tonight. She felt so nervous because she hadn’t seen him in two weeks, she felt so silly feeling that way as if he was some high school crush. After some time Charlie did eventually call and she got all the information for her flight and wrote it all down and then she tried her best to get a few hours of sleep since her flight was leaving in the morning. But she did nothing but toss and turn most of the night. 

The Next Morning 

Morning had come quick and with only a few hours sleep Rebecca had woken up in a daze and she glanced over at the clock on her nightstand and nearly shot out of bed when she saw what time it was. Her flight was leaving in about two hours but with New York traffic who knows when she’d arrive. She quickly ran to the bathroom to shower and once she was done she blow dried and brushed out her hair and then ran into her bedroom, picking out a pair of jean bell bottoms and backless halter top and her boots and she slipped on her afghan suede coat and quickly grabbed her lipstick and put a little on before grabbing her suitcases and running down the stairs and out the door, locking up behind her and she hurried toward the street, flagging down a taxi and when one stopped for her she opened the door and threw her bags in before hopping inside and instructing the driver to take her to JFK airport. 

When Rebecca had left for the airport Elvis was calling only to see if she was home or not and when he got no answer he took it as she probably was at the airport. Elvis was already on his way to Memphis and only an hour out. He was happy to be seeing Rebecca and wanted to stay and wait at the airport for when her flight eventually got in. Lisa was coming the next day so he had some time to get settled with Rebecca and some alone time. Elvis anxiously stared out the window of the plane, his leg bouncing up and down as it did. He just wanted to see Rebecca already, it had been a long two weeks without her and he knew when he saw her he just wanted to pick her up and give her the biggest kiss. 

As he was close to Memphis, Rebecca had gotten to airport in the nick of time and grabbed her ticket from the check in desk and quickly made her way through security and went running toward gate, she hurried as best she could because the plane was boarding to Memphis and she got there out of breath and showing her ticket and she let out a soft sigh of relief as she boarded her plane, and she too was now on her way to Memphis. 

Memphis, TN

Elvis had arrived at the airport in Memphis, he always missed home when he was away. He and the guys had gotten off the plane where a car for the guys was waiting and Elvis’ blackhawk strutz was also waiting, he wanted to ride alone with Rebecca when she had arrived. Elvis made everyone wait and he got into his car with Jerry who waited with him, lighting up one of his cigars. It shouldn’t have been too long before she arrived, the flight was a little over 2 hours. He was just too excited to go home. Up in the air, Rebecca was staring out the window and just staring at the clouds. She had never been to the south, let alone Memphis, but Elvis had talked so much about it that it sometimes felt as if she had. The closer they were getting the more nervous she was becoming. Was she nervous about seeing him again or about meeting his daughter? She was starting to think it was both. She nervously grabbed her cigarettes out of her coat pocket and opened the pack, slipping her lighter out that she had hid inside and she placed a cigarette between her lips and lit it and she inhaled the smoke and immediately felt a calmness come over her as she slipped her lighter back into the pack and then back into her coat. The pilot came over the speaker announcing that they were nearly an hour away from the Memphis airport. She took a deep breath, finishing off her cigarette. 

After sometime Rebecca’s plane had landed at the Memphis airport and she grabbed her two suitcases and headed off the plane. Elvis had stayed in the car to not attract too much attention and he watched closely as everyone was getting off the plane and he smiled widely when he saw her stepping off the plane. Rebecca was looking around and saw Jerry step out of the strutz and she recognized him right away, walking toward the car quickly. As she got closer Elvis got out of the car with the biggest smile on his face which caused her to smile and once she reached him, he didn’t waste a moment to pull her into a hug, making her drop her suitcases as he lifted her off the ground, she let out a soft squeal and he kissed her lips deeply. Rebecca didn’t even hesitate to kiss him back as her arms wrapped around his shoulders, she didn’t realize just how much she missed him, the smell of him, the feel of him. She let out a soft content sigh, almost forgetting what issues they had as his soft lips pressed against hers in the most loving kiss before he set her back down. She smiled up at him and furrowed her brow seeing his appearance, his face was slightly bloated and he looked tired. Rebecca reached up to cup his face in her hands. 

“Are you doing okay?” she asked, concerned. 

He smiled warmly, leaning into her gentle touch. 

“I’m fine, honey. I’m better now that you’re here, I promise..” he mumbled. 

Rebecca didn’t believe him but just nodded anyway, caressing her fingers along his face and she looked toward the cars behind him. “Is your daughter with you?” she asked. 

“No, she’s coming tomorrow, I’ll have to meet her and her mother here tomorrow.” he smiled. She nodded at his words, a bit relieved that his daughter wasn’t there yet. It just felt like too much pressure. “C’mon, I’m excited for you to see Graceland.” he grinned, taking her hand and leading her over to the car and Jerry grabbed he bags, putting them into the trunk before he joined the other guys behind them. Rebecca ran her hand along the black strutz and smiled at Elvis. 

“I’ll say one thing.. You’ve got great taste in cars.” she laughed. 

“You wanna drive it, baby?” he grinned. 

“You’re gonna let me drive it?” she asked, raising an eyebrow. 

“Sure, why not? Y’know how to drive a manual?” he smiled, tossing her the keys before he got in on the passenger side. 

Rebecca’s face lit up and she nodded as she caught the keys in her hand and she could see the guys in the other car looking confused as to what was going on and why Elvis was letting her drive. She hurried and got into the car, adjusting the seat to her liking, she ran her hands over the steering wheel, looking over at Elvis. 

“You’re really gonna let me drive this?” she laughed. 

“Now you got me thinkin’ I shouldn’t.” he chuckled. 

“Oh, no.. I’ll be careful.” she hummed, putting the key into the ignition. 

Elvis smirked a bit, shaking his head and then began to give her directions on how to get to the road, she began to pull off listening to Elvis’ directions and the guys followed behind them. Once she reached the road Elvis told her where to go from there and they started making their way down Elvis Presley Blvd. 

“Of course even a street is named after you.” she rolled her eyes, laughing softly.. 

“Hey, I never asked for that.” he chuckled. 

Once Rebecca got comfortable she started to pick up some speed and Elvis held onto the door of the car, raising an eyebrow over at her. He didn’t think anyone could drive as crazy as he did, but she was soon to prove him wrong. 

“Alright, honey, we’ll be comin’ up on the house. You can’t miss it.” he said softly. 

“The musical note gates, right?” she replied. 

He furrowed his brow surprised that she even knew that and she glanced over to see his face and she giggled softly. “I told you, my mother is a fan.” she smirked and slowed down as they approached the gates and her eyes widened at the beautiful sight of the house sitting at the top of the hill. It was more beautiful than what she saw in pictures and bigger. Even his Christmas decorations outside were grand. The gates slowly opened and she revved the engine before shooting up the driveway that it even shocked Elvis how fast she was going. She came to a stop when they got to the front of the house and then she put the car in park and shut it off, laughing when she saw his face. “I scared you a little bit, huh?” she smirked. 

“You drive like a goddamn maniac.” he laughed, shaking his head before he got out of the car and Rebecca followed suit and she looked all over with a smile, taking it all in as she took a deep breath. 

“Wow, this is beautiful.” she said softly, looking over at him. 

“Just wait for the tour, baby.” he grinned, taking her hand and excitedly leading her inside like a little kid. 

“My bags, Elvis!” she squealed. 

“The guys will grab ‘em.” he smiled. 

They stopped in the foyer and she was speechless at the size of the place and the beautiful Christmas decor. She just smiled, shaking her head because she knew it would be over the top and very Elvis like his plane. Before she could have a good look around he was taking it to each room and sharing little stories of his mother and when he first bought the house. Rebecca listened the entire time and just smiled seeing how happy this house made him and all the memories he held dear to his heart especially those memories of his mother. It was a different side of Elvis she was seeing. A side that she only got a peek into when they would go on their dates in New York. He was dropping that mask he hid behind when he was around his friends and truly being open and hisself. That reason alone was another push to put aside the issues she still had with him. She was hoping maybe they could fix things between them. As Elvis continued to show her around, one of the guys brought her suitcases in and set them by the stairs. 

Rebecca and Elvis headed outside to the meditation garden and that was probably her favorite part of the tour. It was beautiful and peaceful and she loved the reason behind why he chose to have a meditation garden. Seeing that the guys were staying inside Elvis took advantage of their alone time and he sat down on one of the steps and patted the spot beside him and Rebecca sat down next to him, smiling a bit as she looked over at him. He took her hand into his and intertwined their fingers together and he stared down at their clasped hands before he looked up at her. 

“I know we got some things to talk about..” he said softly. 

“We don’t have to talk about them now, Elvis. It’s okay.” she mumbled, staring down at their hands. 

“No, I-I’d like to, baby. I’m sorry, I never meant to hurt ya or lie about anything.. I just.. I hope you’ll be able to trust me again.” he sighed. 

A small smile formed on her lips and she brought their hands up to her lips and she kissed his hand softly. 

“I know you’re sorry, I told you I’ve forgiven you. I was hurt but you also hurt Linda. I know I shouldn’t feel bad for her because as selfish as it sounds, I’m happy I’ve got you. But I can’t help but feel for her. It was wrong to lie and cheat. If I had known you were with someone I would've stopped speaking to you. But there isn’t much we can do about that now, but work through this.” she said, shrugging. 

“I know, honey. I never meant to hurt anyone. I-I love you and I swear to ya, I won’t hurt you again” he said softly, cupping her face in his other hand and she stared up at him, getting lost in those deep set sleepy eyes of his and she nodded slowly, leaning into his touch. 

“I believe you and. I love you too, Elvis. I really do. All I ask is for you to be honest with me from now on. Please?” she whispered. 

Elvis nodded at her words and now his eyes couldn’t stop staring at her rosy lips and he leaned in closer and kissed her soft and slow and she returned his sweet kiss, brushing her nose up against his, breaking their kiss. “Promise me..” she whispered softly against his lips. 

“I promise, baby..” he mumbled, crashing his lips against hers and they kissed deeply that every one of his kisses consumed her and now all she could think about was his hands all over her that day he stormed the porn set and the way he man handled her and how he felt inside of her. She reached her hands up and pressed them against his chest and she pulled back from him, licking over her lips and smirking up at him. 

“I want to show you how much I missed you..” she whispered, running one of her hands down from his chest along the soft velvet of his tracksuit until her hand reached the front of his pants and rub slowly over his crotch, she caused a groan to escape him and she began to giggle and continued to rub her hand slowly over his crotch, feeling him growing in his pants and now the groan that left him was even louder. She chewed on her bottom lip, giggling at the sight of the tent in his pants. 

“Shit.. N-Not here, baby..” he mumbled, he knew that if he went inside all the guys would see his hard on along with anyone else that may have been in the house, that was the last thing he wanted. So he looked around seeing the one place they could go. “Let’s go into my daddy’s office over there.” he nodded his head toward it. Rebecca nodded and hopped up eagerly, helping Elvis up as well and eyeing the hard-on in his pants as he led her over to the office that housed tons and tons of his fan mail. Once inside, Elvis locked the door and grabbed Rebecca and pulled her against him, his body smashing against hers. She shook her head at him, pulling away and she walked over to the desk and grabbed the chair, patting the seat. 

“Sit down.” she said. 

Elvis raised an eyebrow at her and walked over to the chair and sat down, a bit confused. She stood behind him and placed her hands on his shoulders, rubbing them gently as she leaned down to kiss along his ear slowly. “I told you, I wanted to show you how much I missed you. That means you don’t get to touch.. You understand?” she whispered in his ear. 

Elvis inhaled deeply, chewing on his bottom lip and nodding slowly, she was turning him on even more. “I understand..” he mumbled. 

“Good.” she grinned walking from behind him and standing directly in front of him now, staring him up and down as he sat with his legs spread wide open and slightly slumped into the chair. She removed her afghan coat and dropped it on the floor and then untied her halter top from around her neck and tugged it down until her breasts were completely exposed to him. His eyes widened at the very sight of the now topless girl in front of him and it was so unfair that he couldn’t touch her because now he was dying too. He was usually an ass and legs man, which Rebecca had plenty of. But he also really loved her breasts, they were perfect in his eyes. The chill in the room caused her nipples to harden which only furthered his arousal when he saw them. She noticed him staring just at her breasts with a look of awe on his face and she giggled, shaking her head and grabbing a hold of his hands and placed them right on her breasts and he squeezed them tight in his big hands and she let out a soft whimper feeling him grope her breasts and his fingers pinching her sensitive nipples. “Having fun?” she asked, smirking.

Elvis nodded, so turned on now that all he wanted to do was bend her over Vernon’s desk and fuck her just like he did in Vegas, but she had other plans for him. She watched as Elvis leaned forward and dragged his tongue along her left breast and his soft wet tongue hitting against her harden nipple caused a soft whine to escape her and he kissed her small areola slowly and then pressed the warmth of his soaked tongue against it before gliding it back over her nipple and taking it into his mouth as his hand played with her right breasts, pinching and tugging at her nipple. Her soft whines slowly turned into soft moans, his soft lips against her skin felt like heaven that the feeling of him sucking on her nipple caused her eyes to roll back and she tugged at his hair. She was becoming so turned on that she could feel her panties beginning to dampen with her wetness that was until she pushed him back and she giggled softly. “No more touching.” she hummed. 

A small pout formed on Elvis’ lips and he nodded obediently and he watched as she slunk down to her knees between his legs and she placed her hands on his thighs, rubbing and squeezing them in her hands and she stared up at him with a smirk before staring at the hard-on in his pants that she was sure was screaming for her touch. She slowly slid her hands up his thighs and hooked her hands into the waistband of his sweatpants and Elvis willingly lifted his hips and she wiggled his pants down and was met with a surprise because he had no underwear on and his cock came springing out of its captivity. Rebecca’s eyes widened at the beautiful sight and licked her lips when she saw the precum that coated the head of his cock. Elvis was staring right at her and swallowed harshly as his breathing began to quicken from the thought of how her mouth probably would feel around his cock. She wrapped her hand around the shaft of his cock stroking it from the base all the way to the head and using his precum as lube as she began to stroke his cock in her hand, slowly and softly pumping him and he groaned softly. The very sound of his groans was enough to make her cum right in her panties. 

She could feel him pulsing in her hand, his cock so desperate to be milked and she smirked up at him as she leaned forward and stuck her tongue out, dragging it around the head of his cock, licking up every inch of the precum that covered it and she let out a soft, “Mm..” as she licked her lips and then she parted them and slowly wrapped her lips around the head of his cock, sucking slowly. Elvis let out a loud groan and his hips bucked beneath her and one of his hands tangled into her hair. “Fuck.. That feels good..” he managed to mumble out in between all his groaning. Rebecca was so aroused that her panties were sticking to her because of how soaked she had gotten them pleasing him and with her free hand she unbuttoned her jeans and carefully slipped her hand into her pants and into her panties, running her index and middle finger between her wet velvety folds and teasing her fingers along her swollen and sensitive clit and she let out a soft moan around his cock. Elvis raised an eyebrow and glanced down to see her playing with herself as his cock was in her mouth and he was loving it. She slowly took his cock further into her mouth inch by inch until she could feel his cock down her throat and she gagged softly around him and his head tilted back against the chair as his hips thrusted forward into her mouth causing the most obscene sound to escape her as she choked around his cock. “Goddamn..“ he grunted. 

She pressed her fingers harder against her clit as she rubbed even more aggressively till the point that she was humping her fingers while he pumped his cock down her throat, tugging and pulling at her hair. She didn’t mind one bit letting him take control and use her mouth, she welcomed it. She felt both his hands now around her head, brushing her hair back and holding in a makeshift ponytail as he kept his hips still and bobbed her head on his cock slowly, saliva pooling from her mouth onto his cock as she gagged quietly and moaned around his cock and eventually slipping her fingers into her soaking pussy and pumping them at the same pace he moved her head. Elvis moaned softly and his hips bucked and his body tensing as he felt his climax growing and so desperate to cum down her throat he grabbed her hair tight and forced his cock down her throat, holding her there as he pumped himself hard in her mouth. His eyes rolled back and he grunted loudly and his breathing was so heavy by this point and her eyes were squeezed shut, small tears streaming from them as she moaned and gagged and then she felt the warmth of his cum glide down her throat and he slowly removed his cock out of her mouth when he finished, falling back against the chair nearly out of breath as he stared at her and she coughed and gagged, playing with the remnants of his cum in her mouth before she swallowed the rest of it and then showing him with a smirk. While he fucked her throat she had came all over her fingers and slowly slipped them out of her pants and she stood back up with a grin on her face and she straddled his lap and showed him her soaked fingers and he smirked, grabbing a hold of her hand and opening his mouth and sucking every inch of her arousal off her fingers. She bit down on her bottom lip watching him and when he removed her fingers from his mouth, she crashed her lips against his and they kissed sloppily, their tongues slipping into their mouths and tasting each other. 

Rebecca had only planned to give him a blowjob, but much like him she was wanting more. She kissed him once more before pulling back and smirking at him. “I know I said you couldn’t touch me, but I desperately want you inside of me again, Elvis..” she hummed. He grinned at her words and she was caught off guard when he stood up and lifted her up with him in his arms and he carried her over to his dad’s desk and pushed everything off onto the floor and Rebecca gasped. “Elvis!” she laughed. 

“It’s fine, I’ll just pay for whatever broke, baby.” he chuckled as he kissed her lips before roughly throwing her down onto the desk and she whimpered softly. Something about him being so rough turned her on so much that she wanted more. She watched eagerly as he grabbed her shoes and forced them off and grabbed a hold of her pants and tugged them down her legs and practically ripping them off of her and he smirked at the sight of her soaked panties and he happily got rid of those as well, he nearly had to peel them off her because of the way they clung to her pussy. He stared at the delicious sight of her dripping heat that was aching for him. She giggled watching him and sat herself up and unzipped his jacket. 

“I want to see you.. All of you..” she hummed. Elvis nodded and removed his jacket along with the shirt beneath it revealing his hairy chest and his round belly that she loved so much. She spread her legs wide open and he wrapped his arms around her thighs and forced her forward and she gasped softly, smirking up at him and he held onto her thighs and she reached down between her legs, grabbing his cock roughly in her grasp and he groaned lowly, smirking at her and she slowly guided his cock inside of her and she stared up at him, moaning and whimpering softly as his cock entered her inch by inch and her pussy clenching around him that it caused a moan to slip out of him and when his cock completely disappeared inside of her. “Don’t you cum inside of me..” she mumbled as she laid back against the cold wooden desk, running her hands along her breasts and squeezing them in her hands as he tightened his grip around her thighs and he began to slam his hips into her and his cock forcing her walls open around him making it easier for him roughly slam inside of her and she moaned loudly, grabbing a hold of the desk beneath her as he started to increase his speed and pounding into her with each rough thrust that his balls began to slap against her. His groans grew nearly as loud as her moans. She shut her eyes and arched her back against the desk as she began to moan out his name loudly as the passion between them increased and she reached down to grab one of his hands and she made him wrap it around her throat as her thighs wrapped around his waist. He smirked and began to squeeze his hand around her throat tight and she whimpered loudly, feeling every inch of him hitting deep inside of her, filling her up. She loved hearing his grunts in between his heavy pants.

The sexual tension between the two of them was so powerful that it wasn’t going to take much for either of them to cum especially after already cumming, Rebecca placed her hand over his that was still around her throat. “Choke me harder, daddy.” she mumbled and he raised an eyebrow at her words and slowly tightened his grip around her neck even more until she was nearly gasping for air and he slamming so hard into her that he was fucking her into the desk that now it began to creek and skid along the carpeting. Her moans were so loud even with him choking her that anyone was guaranteed to hear if they walked outside. The intensity was building and building between them that it felt like an explosion when they both reached their climaxes at the same time and she came all over Elvis’ cock and he was so aroused and drunk off the feeling of her pussy that he had no time to pull out and he ended up cumming inside of her, filling her up with his seed. When he realized what he had done he quickly pulled out of her and his cock was dripping in cum. It took Rebecca a moment to realize what had happened because she was on cloud 9 from the way he made her feel. But she could feel his cum leaking out of her and she sat up on her elbows, staring at him. 

“Elvis! What did I say??” she said breathlessly. 

“I-I’m sorry, I couldn’t help myself. You on the pill, baby?” he asked as he tried to catch his breath. 

“Yeah, I am. But still..” she shook her head as she sat up and she let out a soft sigh, she started to laugh softly, sitting up all the way and leaning toward him to kiss his lips. “That was amazing..” she beamed. 

He chuckled softly. 

“It sure was.. We should probably get back before everyone starts to wonder where we are.” he smirked. 

She smiled and nodded and hopped off the desk and grabbed her clothes and she watched as Elvis took her ruined panties and she raised an eyebrow. “What are you going to do with those?” she laughed. 

“I haven’t decided yet.. But they’re mine now.” he smirked as he began to get dressed. 

She shook her head as she put her clothes back on and she started to look around the odd room, seeing a bunch of things from fans. “This is your dad’s office?” she asked. 

“Mhm, and where I keep gifts from fans.” he smiled. 

“I feel a little weird that we fucked on your dad’s desk.” she laughed. 

“Ah, hell, don’t worry ‘bout it. He won’t know, I’ll have everything cleaned up. .” Elvis laughed. When they were both dressed and looking presentable, Elvis took her hand and they both headed out of the office and back into the house where they got inside and the guys were scattered throughout the house doing their own thing. She noticed that Elvis didn’t seem to care one bit.. “Lemme show you upstairs, baby. The last part of the tour.” he beamed. 

Rebecca smiled and nodded and she watched him grab her bags and started to head up and she followed behind him and he stopped at his bedroom first and set her bags down and opened the door, setting her things inside. “This is my room.” he hummed. Rebecca peeked her head inside of his bedroom and she wasn’t surprised at all at the almost vampire-like decor and how cold he kept it. 

“It’s very you.” she giggled, following him as he took her hand and showed her Lisa’s room that was next door. 

“This is Lisa’s room.” he smiled. Rebecca looked inside and was surprised it was just a typical little girl’s room and she smiled at him. 

“It’s cute.” she beamed. 

Elvis nodded and led her back to his room where they both went inside and he shut the door behind them. She turned to face him and they both shared a smile with one another and she moved toward him, wrapping her arms around his abdomen, leaning up to kiss his lips. “Is it okay if I took a shower?” she asked. Elvis wrapped her up in his arms and nodded at her words, returning her soft kiss. 

“Of course, baby.” he smiled. She wiggled out of his arms even though he didn’t want to let her go, he chuckled to himself watching her head into the bathroom and she left the door cracked open, hoping he would pick up on her hint. She glanced over her shoulder to see him sitting down on his bed and she rolled her eyes. She leaned over to get the shower started and then she slowly began to undress, dropping her clothes onto the floor and pinning her hair up and she glanced back to see Elvis was still not taking the hint and she huffed softly. But little did she know he noticed her trying to get his attention and he was pretending not to just to annoy her. She came walking out of the bathroom completely naked and her hands on her hips, staring at Elvis. She cleared her throat. Elvis looked over at her with a wide smirk. “Yes, baby?” he grinned. 

“Are you going to come shower with me or what?” she pouted. 

He laughed and nodded, standing up from the bed. “I was just waitin’ on ya to ask.” he smirked.

She rolled her eyes with a smile as she headed back into the bathroom and he followed behind her, removing his clothes and he watched as she got inside the shower and he followed behind her moments after and she stared up at him with a smile as the water rained over the both of them and she grabbed the soap and a washcloth, lathering it up and then slowly washing his body, running her fingertips along along his soapy, hairy chest and down toward his belly as she continued to wash every part of him. Elvis chewed on his bottom lip, doing his best to not get turned on again but she was making it impossible. She saved the best for last and ran the washcloth along his flaccid cock and slightly pumped it in her hand as she cleaned him and then washed his balls and slightly squeezed them, causing soft moans to slip past his lips. She smirked when she felt him get hard and she pulled away once she finished. He narrowed his eyes at her playfully. “You little tease..” he laughed. 

“What? I was just helping you shower..” she said sweetly, giggling to herself as she glanced down at his hard on before turning to grab the shampoo, but once she did Elvis grabbed her hips and he pressed himself against her, his cock brushing up against her ass and slipping in between her ass cheeks and he cause her to squeal and drop the shampoo bottle. “Elvis..” she gasped. 

“Shhh..” he whispered to her as he pressed up against her harder and he grabbed another washcloth and lathered it up with soap and he began to wash her body, starting with her breasts that he gave lots of attention to and then washing other parts of her body until he finally reached between her legs, running the washcloth between her thighs and she whimpered softly, slightly closing her thighs around his hand as he got closer to her pussy. She inhaled sharply and he dropped the washcloth and then ran his long fingers along her folds and now her thighs closed even tighter around his hand and he forced her thighs back open by slapping his hand against them and she whimpered softly and then he slapped his hand roughly against her pussy causing her hips convulse at each slap, she whimpered and whined softly. 

“E-Elvis..” she mumbled. 

“I don’t wanna hear it..” he whispered, reaching up to unpin her hair and tossing the clip and then he grabbed a hold of her hair and wrapped it around his wrist a few times and he tugged and pulled at her hair, forcing her head back and she let out a soft gasp and his lips kissed along her exposed neck as his hips slowly grind against her and his cock rubbed against her ass and he shoved three of his fingers deep inside of her pussy causing her to squeal cutely, he pumped his fingers knuckle deep inside of her at a steady pace and she began to move and thrust her hips against his fingers, slowly and gradually beginning to ride them and he pulled at her hair again and she was getting so turned on that she was soaking his fingers and now his cock was rubbing against her ass faster and they moaned softly together as their bodies moved against one another. Elvis kissed along her ear and nipped playfully at it. “You like when daddy’s got his fingers deep inside ya, hm? You filthy little slut.” he whispered. Her eyes rolled back at his words and she didn’t think it was possible to become even wetter but it happened. He tugged her hair again and she whined softly. “Answer me.” he demanded. 

“Y-Yes, daddy!” she whimpered. 

He grinned at her words and he began to jackrabbit his fingers inside of her, slipping another finger inside and forcing her pussy to stretch open for him as he got his fingers as deep as he could and she was breathing heavily and crying out his name as she stirred her hips quicker against his fingers and now he was making things worse by pressing his thumb against her swollen clit and rubbing circles along it and she rolled her eyes shut and her body fell against his as she moaned louder than before. His fingers were like magic the way they knew just how to get her going and her toes curled against the bathtub and her hands grasped the shower wall and she was panting heavily as she approached her orgasm and she cried out loudly, moaning and screaming his name, her sounds being muffled by the sound of the shower and she came all over his fingers and squirted all over them, making a mess. To her surprise she felt ropes of his warm cum shooting out onto her ass, he had completely gotten off to her making such an embarrassing mess of herself. When Elvis slipped his fingers out of her, he sucked them clean and turned her around and they kissed sloppily, their wet, hot, naked bodies pressing against each other as they consumed one another. 

Elvis reached over and turned the shower off and he broke their kiss and scooped her up in his arms and she giggled softly, throwing her arms around his shoulders as he carried her into the bedroom. “Elvis, you’re getting water everywhere!” she laughed. He didn’t care one bit and he placed her right into his bed soaking wet and he climbed in beside her, the sheets becoming soaked with the water that fell from their bodies and he pulled her into his arms and their lips met once more as she clung to him, kissing him deeply, his heavy, warm body pressing hard up against her as they made out intensely, rolling around his bed that she began to giggle in between each kiss and when they stopped rolling around he laid on top of her and he started to kiss down to her neck, leaving the soft kisses to her skin, she wrapped her legs around him, smiling widely.

“I missed you so damn much, baby. So much..” he mumbled. 

She reached up to cup his face in her hands and made him look at her. 

“I missed you too, Elvis. As much as I didn’t want to admit it to myself.. I missed you so much.” she whispered. 

He smiled and nuzzled his face into her neck and her fingertips began to stroke the strands of his wet hair before he lifted his head back and kissed her little nose, then he pulled back and climbed off her to lay beside her and they both turned onto their side to face each other, laying so close that their bodies stayed pressed against one another. They laid their staring at each other in silence and she scanned every inch of his beautiful round face and she placed a hand on his cheek and gave it a gentle caress. “Are you sure you’ve been okay?” she whispered. 

Elvis let out a soft chuckle and nodded his head slowly. 

“I told you, honey, I’m fine.. It’s just been work and stress and missing you.. That’s all.” he smiled. 

She nodded, choosing to believe him and pressed soft kisses along his face slowly and he slipped his arms around her waist, holding her close as they just laid there in silence again, staring and smiling at each other. Usually sitting in silence with another person was weird and awkward but with each other, it was the most comforting thing in the world to them.. They were saying so much without saying a single word to one another as they stared into each other’s eyes dreamily. She continued to caress her fingers against his face, brushing some of his hair behind his ear. 

“I’m really happy you’re here, baby.” Elvis mumbled.

“Me too.. Thank you for never taking no for an answer, well most of the time.” she whispered, laughing softly. He laughed, running his fingers along her hip bone. 

“Why didn’t you go home for Christmas?” He asked. 

She let out a soft sigh because that was a bit of a touchy subject but it was Elvis and she never had an issue talking to him. “My mother and I don’t really get along. We used to.. But after my dad passed something just changed. Things only got worse when she found out what I did.” she said softly, 

Elvis was listening to her every word and feeling bad that she didn’t have a good relationship with her mother and that her dad was gone, he reached up to brush her hair out of her face. “What happened when she found out?” He asked. 

“Well, she was disappointed and she never fails to let me know what an embarrassment I am. When we do get along she finds a way to take a dig at me and my work and then it just continues on like that..” she just shrugged. 

“I’m so sorry, honey. It's awful that she treats her own daughter that way. You don’t deserve that.. Why didn’t you tell me?” he whispered, combing his fingers through her hair. 

Rebecca shrugged, not feeling like it was that important to share. 

“It doesn’t matter now because I’m spending Christmas with you this year and it’s been amazing so far.” She giggled. 

Elvis grinned and kissed her cheek. “It’ll be even better these next few days. Just you wait, my little doll.” He smiled, snuggling into her. Rebecca smiled widely at his words, wondering what he could be up to as she settled into his arms and snuggled right into the warmth of his body, turning over and pressing her back against him and his arms tighten around her small waist. She had never felt safer than when she was in his arms. They had tired themselves out already that they eventually ended up falling asleep. 

Later That Evening 

Elvis was snoring softly as he slept and his arms still had a hold on Rebecca who was beginning to wake up from their long nap and she turned over to face Elvis and her eyes slowly opened to the sight of him. She smiled tiredly to herself as she reached up to rub her hands over her eyes and then kissed the tip of his nose softly and brushed his hair out of his face as he slept. She thought he looked so cute whenever he slept and she loved his little snores that she couldn’t but giggle softly. She then began to carefully wiggle out of his arms and she quietly rolled out of the bed and went over to her suitcase to grab a fresh pair of panties and one of her Led Zeppelin t-shirts and slipped them on and then she went into the bathroom to gather up their clothes that was on the floor and cleaned it up before climbing back into bed beside Elvis. She could stay in this room all day with him and wouldn’t have a care in the world. She started to look around the room taking in every detail of the decor, shaking her head because he was so extra with everything he did. She glanced back over at Elvis and leaned down to start leaving little kisses to his cheek, trying to wake him up. He began to move and let out a soft groan and then his beautiful dark lashes fluttered open and his sleepy blue eyes staring up at her. “Whaddya doin’, baby?” he chuckled softly, closing his eyes again as he turned over to lay on his back and Rebecca laid back down, resting her head against his chest and staring up at him, pressing kisses to his chin. 

“Wake up! I’m hungry.” she giggled. 

He let out another tired chuckle and he opened his eyes to glance down at her and he slipped an arm around her and brushed his hand along her back and now he was fully awake. “I can call down and get us something to eat. You ever had a fried peanut butter and banana sandwich? ” he hummed. 

Rebecca raised an eyebrow at his words and shook her head. “No, but that actually sounds pretty good.” 

she smiled. 

“It’s delicious.” he smiled as he sat up now and Rebecca sat up beside him, slipping her arm around his as he reached over for the phone and he called down to the kitchen to his cook Mary and asked her to make two fried peanut butter and banana sandwiches with two cokes. Elvis looked at the time and he let out a soft chuckle. “Well, shit, I didn’t think we slept that long.” 

Rebecca laughed. “It was all the fucking.” she smirked. 

He smirked and nodded before he slipped out of bed to put on his silk pajamas and she watched him just smiling to herself. Elvis looked over at her and noticed her shirt. “Y’know, if I didn’t love ya so much I’d be mad you weren’t wearing a shirt with me on it.” he laughed. She glanced down at her shirt and then back at him, rolling her eyes. 

“I thought you liked Led Zeppelin?” she said softly. 

“Oh, I do.” he chuckled, plopping back into bed with her. 

“So, you just have a big ego and want to see me wearing your face.” she said jokingly, laughing as she climbed into his lap. 

“Mhm..” he smirked, slipping his arms around her and kissing her softly.

“Well it’s not gonna happen.” she mumbled on his lips, giggling. 

He narrowed his eyes at her playfully and shook his head. Then he heard a light knock on the door knowing that it was Mary with their food and Rebecca climbed off his lap and let him go answer it and she smiled seeing how sweet Elvis was with her as he grabbed their food and then he shut the door and set the food down and Rebecca wasted no time grabbing a plate and one of the cokes and she sat back against the bed and began to take a few small bites and the sandwich was interesting and she really liked it. Elvis stared at her as he sat down, watching her expression. “How is it?” he asked. 

“It’s good! I like it!” she beamed, taking a few more bites. He was pleased to hear that and he started to eat his own sandwich. Rebecca rested her head against his shoulder as they continued to eat. 

“I can’t wait for you to meet Lisa tomorrow, baby. I’ve told her all about you.” he smiled. Rebecca took a swig of her coke and just nodded and smiled at him. She was excited but also very nervous to meet his daughter. She was afraid Lisa may not like her or worse Rebecca wouldn’t know how to bond with her because she’s never really been around little kids like that. After they finished their food the both of them laid back down and cuddled back up together, neither of them even bothering to venture downstairs for the rest of the night. They were completely comfortable with just staying in his bedroom which wasn’t out of the ordinary for Elvis. Rebecca was laying her head against his chest and running her fingers along his silk pajama shirt and rubbing his belly as he held her close in his arms and they must have been really tired because they ended up falling back asleep for the rest of the night. 

December 22, 1975 - Early Morning

Elvis had to meet Priscilla at the airport to get Lisa and he was up earlier than usual and Rebecca was sound asleep beside him that he didn’t want to wake her as he rolled out of bed and got cleaned up and changed into his dark blue and white sweatsuit and he put his glasses on and before he headed out, he leaned down to kiss Rebecca’s cheek and then made his way out of the bedroom and downstairs where Joe and Vernon were waiting for him and the three of them headed to the airport to get his babygirl. He and Priscilla had become good friends with one another after their divorce and their meetups like this were always a happy one where the two of them took a moment or two to catch up as Lisa clung to him excited to be back in Memphis and with her daddy. Once the two of them said their goodbyes to her mother he helped Lisa into the car where her grandpa excitedly greeted her and she climbed into the front seat and sat between Elvis and Vernon as they were making their way back to the house. 

Rebecca had woken up and saw that Elvis was gone and now her heart was pounding because she knew he went to pick Lisa up. She laid in his bed listening out for his return as she pulled the covers over herself and moments passed and she heard the front door open and the sound of his voice along with two other men and then the small little voice calling out to Elvis and she knew that was Lisa. She hoped that he didn’t bring her into the room; she wasn’t dressed nor ready for their introduction. 

“Yisa, baby, put your things in your room and as soon as Mary gets here we’ll have breakfast and daddy will introduce ya to his friend.” he said softly. 

“Okay, daddy.” the little voice said. Rebecca could hear her little footsteps running upstairs and into her bedroom where she was getting settled and then Elvis started making his way upstairs as well and into his bedroom where he was surprised to see Rebecca awake and he smiled. 

“Hey, honey, when’d ya wake up?” he said softly. 

“Not too long ago.” Rebecca hummed, stretching across his bed. 

It would be some time until Mary arrived and he was a bit hungry himself and he had never asked Rebecca to make him anything, mainly because he was scared she’d slap the shit out of him if he dared ask her to cook. But he’d figured he’d ask anyway. He sat down beside her and smiled. “Baby?” he hummed. 

“Yes?” she smiled at him. 

“Would ya mind makin’ me somethin’ to eat and Lisa as well? Mary won’t be here for another hour or so..” he asked, raising an eyebrow.

Rebecca furrowed her brow at him and gave him a look. 

“Is this your way of trying to turn me into some housewife? Because that won’t happen, but sure I’ll make something.” she laughed, rolling her eyes. 

“You? A housewife? Hell would freeze over if that happened, baby. Do ya know how to cook?” he laughed. 

Rebecca reached over and slapped his arm hard as she sat up. 

“Shut up and yes I do know how to cook.” she huffed as she climbed out of his bed and went to put a pair of pants on as he chuckled. 

“I’m just askin’. Ya know what I like, honey?” he smiled. 

“Mhm.. I’ve seen you order it a dozen times, Elvis. Two eggs hard and bacon burnt.” she laughed. Elvis was impressed that she remembered just how he liked his eggs and bacon, he wouldn’t eat it any other way or at all if it wasn’t made right. 

“Thank you, baby. Lisa likes pancakes.” he smiled. 

Rebecca nodded before she headed out of the room and downstairs to his massive kitchen, where she didn’t know where anything was so she was opening cabinets looking for pans and everything she needed. She wanted to make sure that she made the pancakes just right for Lisa, hoping that if she didn’t like her that would make her like her. Lisa could hear the slamming of cabinets and pans clanging from downstairs and she assumed that Mary had come and she always loved whatever she cooked. So she came out of her room and hurried downstairs excitedly and then when she saw the woman in the kitchen wasn’t Mary she furrowed her brow, wondering who this person was. Rebecca was getting Elvis’ eggs and bacon started when Lisa came walking into the kitchen behind her. 

“Who are you?” the sassy little voice said. 

Rebecca raised an eyebrow when she heard the small voice behind her and the amount of sass behind it and she turned to see Lisa standing with her arms folded across her chest. Rebecca was taken aback because she had seen tons of pictures of Lisa and she looked like Elvis, but seeing her in person she could’ve been his twin. Rebecca placed her hands on her hips and decided to give her the sass right back. 

“I’m Rebecca, who are you?” she hummed, acting as if she had no idea who this little girl was in front of her. 

Lisa narrowed her eyes at the young woman because how could she not know who she is? Everyone knew who she was but Lisa knew who she was as soon as she said her name. “I’m Lisa!” she huffed. 

“Oh, that’s right, your daddy has told me so much about you.” Rebecca smirked, the two of them stared at one another and it felt as if Lisa was trying to intimidate her, but that wouldn’t work with her. Lisa looked behind Rebecca and saw the mess she had made in the kitchen. 

“What are you doing?” Lisa asked. 

“Your daddy asked me to make the two of you breakfast. You like pancakes, right?” Rebecca asked. 

Lisa was surprised to know she knew that and she was still suspicious about her as she looked Rebecca up and down and looked around the kitchen. “I like chocolate chip pancakes.” Lisa muttered. 

Rebecca furrowed her brow. “Oh okay, um, I’ll have to see if there’s chocolate chips.” she said softly, now searching around the kitchen frantically as Lisa watched her and began to giggle watching her nervously look around. Lisa went to take a seat at the table and continued to watch her. 

“The chocolate chips are in the fridge.” Lisa chimed in. 

“Oh, I knew that.” Rebecca rolled her eyes as she opened the fridge and found the chocolate chips and then went back to the stove to finish up Elvis’ food. Lisa continued to watch her. 

“Are you daddy’s new girlfriend?” Lisa asked. 

Rebecca glanced over her shoulder at Lisa and smiled to herself, she wasn’t really sure what the two of them were because they never actually labeled it as anything. “Um.. Yeah, I guess I am.” she hummed. 

Lisa nodded, now having to get to know Rebecca. “I liked Linda.” she muttered. 

Rebecca rolled her eyes at the sound of that name and tried her best to not let it get to her. “I’m sure she was nice.” she mumbled, plating Elvis’ food for him and turning to face Lisa. “Do you think you can take this up to your daddy?” she asked. 

Lisa smiled and nodded, carefully taking the plate into her hands and then slowly making her way out of the kitchen and upstairs to his room. Rebecca started on the pancakes and could overhear Lisa calling out to Elvis that his food was ready. Elvis smiled at his little girl and leaned down to kiss her cheek as he took the plate, assuming that she and Rebecca had met. “Thank you, honey. She cooked it just how daddy likes it.” he chuckled. “Why don’t ya go back down and help her with your pancakes, baby.” he hummed. She huffed not really wanting to help Rebecca and she nodded and headed back downstairs and she walked up to Rebecca, peering over at the pancake mix. 

“That’s not enough chocolate chips.” Lisa muttered as she went to grab a chair and sliding it over towards Rebecca and she climbed on top of it. Rebecca gave her a look and watched as she took the bag of chocolate chips and nearly poured the whole bag in. 

“You’re gonna have more chocolate chips than pancakes.” Rebecca replied. 

“So?” Lisa snapped. 

“Okay, they’re your pancakes.” she rolled her eyes, she could tell the two of them were not going to get along already. She began to pour the batter in the pan making her a few pancakes. Once they were finished she plated them and sat it on the table along with the syrup and Rebecca decided to eat one of the extra ones along with some eggs she made for herself and the two girls sat at the table beside each other, not saying a word as they began to eat. Elvis was curious as to how things were going downstairs so once he finished his breakfast he headed downstairs and quietly stood off to the corner as he watched the two of them. 

Rebecca looked over at Lisa determined to get this kid to like her. “So, what kind of music do you listen to?” she asked, taking another bite of her eggs. Lisa looked at her as she shoved another piece of her pancake into her mouth and she looked at Rebecca’s shirt. 

“I like Led Zeppelin.” Lisa mumbled. 

“You do?” Rebecca said, surprised, smiling. 

She nodded. “Daddy can’t stand it when I play their songs.” she laughed. 

“Oh, really? He told me he liked them. He’s probably just mad you aren’t listening to him.” Rebecca teased. 

“I like daddy’s songs, but Led Zeppelin is better.” she giggled. Elvis rolled his eyes and shook his head, he only hated when she played their songs because she’d have it so loud. 

“Robert is cute.” Lisa giggled. Rebecca grinned and giggled along with Lisa. 

“He is cute. But Jimmy is hot. That hair, those curls.. He’s gorgeous.” Rebecca laughed. Lisa giggled and nodded in agreement, she knew Elvis would hate to hear her talking like that. 

Elvis was feeling uncomfortable now listening to their conversation and he just shook his head in disapproval, but he was happy that the two of them had something in common and were getting on fine, even if he was getting a little jealous of the way Rebecca was talking about Jimmy Page.. 

“I’ve seen them in concert a few times. Maybe one time your daddy will let me take you.” Rebecca smiled, feeling the tension between them slowly fading. 

“Really?!” Lisa said happily, continuing to eat her pancakes. 

“Mhm, but we’ll see what he says.” she shrugged. 

Elvis suddenly emerged and made his presence known. “Are y’all done talking about boys now? Yisa, you ain’t old enough to go to a concert like that.” 

“Were you listening this entire time!?” Rebecca laughed, shaking her head. 

“Not the whole time. But I heard enough.” he shot her a playful glare. 

She smiled at him sweetly, finishing up her breakfast. 

“The two of you hurry up and finish and get dressed. I want to show Rebecca Memphis and maybe we’ll do a little Christmas shopping for any last minute gifts.” Elvis smiled. 

Rebecca smiled and cleaned up the plates and the mess she made in the kitchen and Lisa hurried upstairs to get changed, excited to take a ride around town. Elvis came over to Rebecca and slipped his arms around her waist from behind and kissed her cheek softly. “She seems to take a liking to you.” he mumbled. 

“Yeah, you should’ve been down here when she first came in here. She’s a little spit fire. Man, she could be your twin.” Rebecca laughed, causing Elvis to laugh because he agreed. She was  finishing up cleaning and then slipping out of Elvis’ grasp. “I’m going to get dressed.” she smiled, kissing his lips before she headed upstairs to quickly change. She sported a mini dressed with some knee high boots and her afghan coat and when she got downstairs Elvis and Lisa were already waiting. Lisa reached out to touch her coat and she smiled up at Elvis. 

“Can I have a coat like this, daddy? It’s pretty.” she hummed.

Rebecca smiled and looked at Elvis who was smiling down at Lisa and pressing a kiss to her forehead. “Sure, baby, if we can find one while we’re out I’ll buy ya one.” he mumbled and Lisa ran out to the car excitedly. Rebecca laughed softly, seeing how much Elvis adored Lisa and would give her anything she asked for. She thought it was the cutest thing. “Damn, you look good, baby.” he muttered, eyeing Rebecca up and down as he took her hand. 

“Thank you, honey. I knew you would like it.” she whispered, kissing his cheek before she let go of his hand and followed Lisa to the car. A smirk formed on his lips and he followed his girls out and hopped into the driver's seat as they both got in the car, Lisa sitting right in the middle of them as Elvis began to drive off and out the gates of Graceland. Elvis showed Rebecca everything, from the first apartments he lived in with his family, to the first real fancy house they lived in before Graceland, along with where he recorded his first song at Sun Studios and where he graduated high school. This was the usual thing Elvis did whenever someone hadn’t been to Memphis he’d show them every piece of history that got him to where he was today. Rebecca loved every moment of it and just getting to know Elvis more and actually seeing these places he always spoke about with her. Then they finally got to a few shops and the three of them went inside. When Elvis tried to hold Rebecca’s hand, Lisa butted in and took his hand before Rebecca got the chance and she glanced down at Lisa who was sticking her tongue out at her, Rebecca narrowed her eyes and she stuck her tongue out back at her, she had thought they were getting along, but it seemed Lisa wasn’t going to be giving in that easily.

As they walked around the store Rebecca ventured off on her own looking for a gift to buy Elvis, but she wasn’t sure what to get him. She wanted it to be special and unique and then she suddenly got an idea when she saw a flier in the store for a local photographer shop that said they take professional portraits and suddenly Rebecca grinned widely, knowing exactly what she was going to do for him, she took the flier and stuffed it into her purse and she saw Lisa walking toward her as Elvis was still looking around buying gifts for everyone he hadn’t bought for yet. 

“Will you help me pick a gift out for my daddy?” Lisa said, looking up at her. 

“Oh, sure, what did you have in mind for him?” she asked. 

Lisa just shrugged, having no idea what to get him. 

“Okay, let’s find him something.” she said softly, as the two of them walked around the store together looking at a few different things until Lisa stopped and saw a few  little bracelets and she pointed at one. 

“What about that?” she asked. 

“That would be cute. We could get it engraved and have it say, ‘I love you’ on the front and then on the back ‘From Yisa’ how’s that sound” she smiled. Lisa liked that idea and nodded her head with a smile. “Okay, go distract him  so he doesn’t come over here.” Lisa laughed and ran over to Elvis getting his attention by trying to show him a few things in the store. Rebecca asked one of the shop owners for the bracelet Lisa picked out and told him how she wanted it engraved and while Elvis was distracted she quickly paid for it and the shop owner told her it would be ready later that day or early tomorrow morning. Rebecca nodded and thanked him before she joined Elvis and Lisa. 

“Ready to go?” Elvis asked. 

“Yes.” she hummed. 

“Okay, let me go pay for this and we can head back to the house.” he said before walking up to the checkout counter to pay for all the things he picked out. Lisa looked up at Rebecca and reached over to hold her hand. Rebecca was surprised when she felt her take her hand and she smiled at the little girl. 

“Thank you, Becca.” Lisa hummed, giving her a nickname. 

Rebecca laughed, because only her friends called her that but she didn’t mind if she did that only meant maybe they were becoming friends. “Anytime, kid.” she grinned. Elvis came back with his hands full of bags. 

“Let’s go, ladies..” he hummed and the three of them headed out to the car and Rebecca helped Lisa inside as Elvis put the bags in the back and then got into the driver's seat. Lisa fumbled around with the radio and Elvis raised an eyebrow at her because he couldn’t keep up with some of the music she listened to but he never stopped her when she wanted to listen to something she liked. She finally stopped it at a station that was playing David Bowie’s Golden Years. Rebecca grinned at Lisa when she started to sing along to the song, she was liking this kid more and more and then she too joined in along with her, clapping along to the song. Elvis shook his head and laughed as he listened to the two of them singing. He didn’t mind Bowie, especially knowing Lisa liked him but he did find him a little strange. 

“Gold, golden years, gold, whop whop whop, come get up, my baby..” Rebecca sang loudly. 

“Run for the shadows, run for the shadows in these golden years..” Lisa sang happily.

“I'll stick with you, baby, for a thousand years.. Nothing's gonna touch you in these golden years!” They both sang together, laughing. 

Elvis was smiling and surprisingly humming along to the song as his fingers drummed against the steering wheel. He was so happy to see the two of them just bonding and finding more things they have in common. He knew it took Lisa time to warm up to people, but he knew she’d love Rebecca the way he did and the breath of fresh air that she was and just how fun she could be. Rebecca just never failed to surprise him or make him smile. 

Christmas Day

Graceland was packed with everyone and their families, Rebecca had never seen such a sight at Christmas with her family. It was always just her parents and her grandmother. But anything Elvis did was grand. Everyone was sitting in the living room by the Christmas tree ready to exchange their gifts. Rebecca was saving her gift for last because she didn’t want anyone but Elvis to see it. Three days prior she had made a plan to get some professional photos taken of her for him personally. She had gotten in contact with the photographer and the photoshoot she was asking for was something he had never done before, but she was a paying customer and he agreed. She had borrowed Elvis’ car and told him she had a few things she wanted to get for Lisa, which she did along with doing her photoshoot. Rebecca was no stranger to the camera clothes on or off. She took some racy photos for Elvis, posing seductively against a sheet and a pillow in her lingerie. She wore lace white panties that hardly covered her ass and a white lace bra that left nothing to the imagination and when they had gotten more than enough photos, she was quite pleased with how they came out. She placed them in a pink envelope and wrote ‘Elvis’ on the front before tying a little ribbon around it. She of course had another gift to give him that was something appropriate to give in front of everyone. Now she was sitting beside him with the little envelope in her purse as everyone began to give their gifts to each other. Elvis handed three to Rebecca, and a few others out to everyone else, Lisa had more than anyone and they all sat underneath the tree. Before she excitedly tore them all open she grabbed her gifts she wanted to give him, two of them being little pictures she had drawn for him and then a little box that housed the bracelet she and Rebecca picked out for him. 

“Here you go, daddy. I got these for you! Becca helped me pick that one.” she smiled, pointing at the box. 

Elvis smiled widely at them both and when he saw the two pictures she had drawn for him, he was nearly tearing up at them as he pulled her into a hug. “Thank you, Yisa. I love my pretty pictures. Now let’s see what’s in this little box.” he beamed, tearing the wrapping paper off and opening the box to see the little silver bracelet and he read the engraving that was on it and now his smile was even bigger and he pulled her into another hug and she giggled softly, hugging him back. “It’s beautiful, baby. Thank you.” he hummed, looking over at Rebecca and smiling at her, reaching over to take her hand, thanking her. Rebecca nodded, smiling at the two of them. “Open your gifts, Rebecca.” he grinned. 

Rebecca smiled, opening each one of her gifts. She hated when Elvis bought her anything because he could never do something simple; he had to go above and beyond. He had gotten her a few pieces of expensive jewelry, a matching necklace and earrings set that perfectly matched her style. “Oh my god, Elvis, this looks too expensive for me..” she said softly. 

“Do you like it, baby?” he asked. 

“Well, yeah, but this is too much..” she hummed. 

“It’s a Christmas present. Don’t worry ‘bout it, baby.” he leaned over to kiss her softly. “Now open the last one.” he grinned. 

“Okay, okay. Thank you, Elvis.” she smiled as she opened the last gift that was in a tiny box. She raised an eyebrow when saw it was a key. “Um, what is this to?” she asked curiously. Elvis got up and helped her up. 

“Why don’t ya go outside and see..” he beamed. She furrowed her brow at him and then nervously began to walk toward the front door and everyone followed behind her. The guys already knew what it was but everyone else had no idea. When Rebecca stepped outside a car just like Elvis’ strutz was parked out front. Rebecca looked back at Elvis confused. “It’s yours!” Elvis said happily. 

“W-What?” she mumbled. 

“I saw how much you liked driving mine and well, I figured I’d get you your own, baby. You ain’t gonna be drivin’ like a damn maniac in mine.” he chuckled. 

“Elvis.. A car!? The jewelry is one thing, but now this is way too much. I don’t even drive in New York. What am I going to do with it?” she said, not trying to sound ungrateful. 

“You’ll drive it around here whenever you visit! Don’t ya like it?” he asked. 

“O-of course I do, it’s a beautiful car. But this is way too much as a Christmas gift, Elvis.” she sighed. 

“It’s never too much, baby. I wanted you to have the car.” he smiled, pulling her into his arms and kissing her softly to keep her from saying another word. “Now would ya hush up? Enjoy your new car!” he grinned. She looked up at him and nodded, she was more than appreciative for his gift, but she had never been given something so expensive before. She didn’t feel right for taking it. But she knew he wouldn’t accept no for an answer and that he wouldn’t take it back. “Get in the car and let’s see ya in it.” he grinned. Rebecca went over to the car and Lisa followed behind her wanting to get inside with her, she noticed Lisa following her and opened the passenger side door for her before getting in on the drivers side, running her hands along the leather of the steering wheel and sinking into the leather seats, still unable to believe that he really went and bought her a car. Elvis was smiling proudly seeing his two favorite girls sitting in style in the Strutz. He grabbed the camera from Charlie and took a few pictures of them in it. Now she was feeling a little more comfortable, she and Lisa began to pose for him in the car as he snapped away. 

“Alright, let’s go back inside so Yisa can open her gifts.” Elvis beamed. As soon as Lisa heard that she hopped right out the car and Rebecca laughed getting out of the car and following behind her and everyone else as they went back inside, Elvis slipped his arm around Rebecca and kissed her cheek as they walked in behind everyone and she slipped an arm around him, smiling up at him as they made their way back to the living room and they both sat down on the floor with their arms still wrapped around one another as they watched Lisa open up every single one of her gifts making a mess of the wrapping paper everywhere and she loved every single gift she got. Rebecca looked over at Elvis who was smiling happily because of the happiness on Lisa’s little face. She kissed his cheek several times. 

“I’ve got three gifts for you, but I can only give you one right now..” she whispered to him, giggling softly. He raised an eyebrow wondering what the other two gifts were and he smirked to himself, just nodding at her words. She grabbed the one gift and slide it into his lap and he reached down and smiled, ripping the wrapping paper off and it was obvious it was some sort of clothing because of the box it was in and when he opened it and lifted the shirt up, he narrowed his eyes at her and she started laughing because it was his own Led Zeppelin shirt. 

“Very funny, baby.” he said softly. 

“What is it, daddy?!” Lisa asked curiously. 

Elvis turned the shirt around to show Lisa and she laughed. “I guess I’ll be sporting a Zeppelin shirt like the two of you.” he chucked, shaking his head. Rebecca laughed softly. 

Once everyone had gotten their gifts open and the day was winding down and Lisa was busy playing with her new toys, Elvis and Rebecca eventually snuck away to another room. “Now what are these other gifts? Hm?” he asked. 

“Well.. You’ll have to come upstairs for me to show you, baby.” she giggled, taking his hand and quickly sneaking past everyone and heading upstairs to his bedroom, she locked the door behind her, which caught Elvis’ attention and now he was picking up on what his gift was going to be. She pulled the little pink envelope out and handed it to Elvis. “That’s gift number one. Gift number two will be out in just a second.” she smirked, grabbing her suitcase and heading into the bathroom. Elvis grinned and unraveled the ribbon that was tied around the envelope and then he opened it and slid the photos out and his eyes widened when he realized what they were photos of Rebecca. He grinned to himself as he flipped through them and each one was her in different poses in her bra and panties. It was one hell of a christmas present he thought and now he couldn’t stop looking at them. Beautiful was an understatement when it came to her, she was breathtaking in each photo. He didn’t know how he got so lucky to be with such a gorgeous woman. Just looking at the photos was turning him on. 

Meanwhile Rebecca was in the bathroom getting undressed and she grabbed the lime green stockings she had packed. She wasn’t sure how these few days with Elvis were going to go, but she came prepared for him. She slipped on the soft stockings that went up to her thighs, and then she stood in the mirror and put on some red lipstick and ran her fingers through her hair before giving herself one last look before she opened the bathroom door and stood in the doorway in just those lime green sheer stockings, giggling. “Elvis..” she hummed. When he looked up he nearly dropped all the pictures on the floor when he saw her standing in the doorway naked and the stockings that clung to her thighs. 

“Holy.. Goddamn.. I-Is this gift number two?” he asked, chuckling nervously. 

“Mhm.. Did you like the pictures?” she giggled, slowly walking over to him. He was staring up at her his eyes scanning every one of her naked body, completely distracted by the beautiful sight. He couldn’t form words and he just nodded. 

“I love them..” he mumbled.

“Good.. Because I think you’ll like what I give you next even more..” she hummed, biting her bottom lip. 

He swallowed harshly, watching her move closer to him and she grabbed the pictures and tossed them on his bedside table and she pushed him back against the bed and he let out a soft groan as he laid back, staring up at her as she climbed on top of him and when he went to grab her waist, she grabbed his hands and forced them above his head and she shook her head at him. “No touching.. Not yet, daddy..” she whispered as she climbed further up his body until his head was right between her thighs and her pussy inches away from his face and he licked over his lips staring at the one thing he desired more than anything, she squeezed her thighs around his head which caused a groan to escape him, before she sat right on top of his face, slowly dragging her pussy along his nose and his full lips, she let out a soft whimper. She felt so sensitive already and he hadn’t even touched her yet. Elvis was in heaven as his pussy slid up and down his face and her slick coating every inch of it. She grabbed his hands and placed them on her ass and his hands squeezed her ass tight before he gave it a slap and she squealed softly, smirking at him and he pushed her down more, wanting to be completely buried in her pussy and his wet tongue lapped up every inch of her juices, and circled around her clit before he slid his tongue back down and slip it inside of her and she let out a soft moan.

Elvis began to slowly grind her hips on his face, his nose rubbing right up against her clit and stimulating her even further toward her arousal, he groaned against her pussy as he forced his tongue inside of her deeper and she gasped softly. “Fuck, daddy.. Just like that..” she moaned, grabbing a hand full of his hair with both hands as she began to ride his face slowly, the friction of his nose rubbing up against her clit causing her eyes to roll back and she moaned louder, her thighs squeezing around his head and his groans and moans coming out muffled against her as he tongue fucked her faster. His hands running along her thighs and fingertips circling along the thin fabric of her stockings, squeezing her thighs tight before his hands traveled back up to her ass, slapping it hard. She whimpered quietly, slightly bouncing on his face. Elvis couldn’t get enough of her that he would be willing to suffocate right in her pussy that was dripped in her arousal all over his face. She pulled and tugged at his dark hair, bouncing and riding his face as she threw her head back in ecstasy, crying out his name. She groaned loudly and ate her out like a man starved, she began to pant heavily as her eyes rolled back and nearly lost control of her body when she suddenly reached her orgasm and came all over his face, making a mess over him. He loved it so much that he slipped his tongue out of her and began to lick up every inch of her sweet juices that coated her thighs and dripped from her pussy. She rolled her hips against his face and his arms wrapped around her hips, keeping her still as he licked her clean. She let out soft kitten whimpers, the feeling of his tongue drove her wild. “Mm.. fuck.. Let’s see if little Elvis is awake..” she giggled, reaching behind her and running her hands along his crotch and she could feel just how rock hard he was for her, Elvis’ hips bucked from her touch.. “Mm.. Time to take care of him..” she smirked. 

“P-Please..” Elvis begged, his words muffled from between her legs. She slowly lifted herself off of his face and slid herself back down his body, seeing his face soaked in her juices, he licked his lips wanting to taste more of her. She straddled his lap, unzipping his sweatsuit jacket and practically tearing it off of him and she kissed along his hairy chest slowly and left a trail of kisses all the way down to his belly that she kissed over and over, running her hands along it. He exhaled sharply, watching her kiss every inch of his belly before she tucked her fingers beneath the waistband of his pants and Elvis slightly lifted his hips for her, so needy and desperate for her to release his cock. She slowly slid his pants down and his cock plopped right out hitting up against his belly. She chewed on her bottom lip at the sight of his big cock. 

“You just relax, daddy. I’m going to take good care of you..” she hummed, lifting herself up and grabbing a hold of his cock and slowly guiding it inside of her and she whimpered softly feeling him enter and stretching her out as his cock moved inside of her inch by inch until she made it completely disappear. She let out a shaky moan and he groaned loudly, she placed her hands on his chest and his big hands grabbed her hips and she slowly stirred her hips against him, his cock gradually pumping inside of her with each slow movement she made. Her hands grasped his chest and her nails dug right into his skin as she picked up the pace and now was bouncing on his cock, grinding against him. He was moaning and letting soft grunts escape his lips as he watched her ride him and her breasts bouncing in his face so effortlessly. She looked so beautiful, perfect even the way she bounced on top of him, that he didn’t think it was possible to be more in love than he already was with her. She lifted her hips and slammed right down on his cock and she did that over and over, burying his cock deep inside of her and that drove him crazy. 

“Ah, fuck.. Baby..” he moaned, tightening his grip around her hips and now he held her still and began to thrust his hips upwards, slamming his cock inside her and she squealed and moaned loudly as she leaned over him, her chest pressing against his and his hands grabbed a hold of her ass as she moved against him. Every thrust he made was building the arousal and ecstasy between them. She could never get enough of his cock inside of her. He made her feel like no other man could the way he filled her up and made her body ache in need of him, burned for him, screaming for more as her pussy clenched around him, taking him deeper with each stroke he made that seemed to get harder with each thrust. She liked when he would take charge and remind her of who was the dominant one in their relationship. As she sat herself back up she leaned over him and her breasts ran along his face, he nearly went mad as his hips bucked. The sounds that escaped them were loud and heavy and their bodies hot and slicked in sweat as they moved against each other. Now he was flipping them around and the weight of him consuming her as she wrapped her legs around him and now he pounded deep inside of her, fucking her right into the matteress and she screamed out his name, her nails clawing and scratching at his back. She tried to squeeze him in further, wanting him to just crush her with his body weight.

Their eyes met and sweat gathered at his brow dripped onto her face and she crashed her lips against his as they moaned into each other’s mouths as he thrusted into her deeper, his cock slamming against her walls, she felt sore, but didn’t want it to stop. It felt like the whole room was spinning as her orgasm burned in the pit of her stomach. She could tell he was close because his cock twitched inside of her and his hips bucked and his breathing was so heavy she could feel his breath against her skin. As they continued move as one pushing and pulling at one another and furthering their desire until they reached a breaking point and Rebecca gasped and her eyes rolled back and her body arched against the bed, her body completely giving into him as she came all over his cock and Elvis grunted and heaved with pleasure and when he couldn’t hold back any longer and he knew that he was ready to completely exploded he quickly sat up and pulled out of her, wrapping his hand around his cock and stroking it fast as his cum came spurting out onto her stomach and she could feel the warm substance dripping down her abdomen. He watched her take two of her fingers and run them along her stomach, playing in his cum and then bringing those fingers to her lips and tasting him. He smirked and leaned over to kiss her lips deeply, she returned his deep kiss, slipping her tongue into his mouth before he pulled back and laid down on the bed, exhaling sharply. 

She chewed on her bottom lip, giggling as she stared at him before she rolled out of his bed and went to the bathroom to clean his cum off her stomach and then she came back, climbing back into bed with him, laying on her stomach and her legs dangled in the air moving back and forth as she kissed his cheek. “That was amazing. You are an incredible lover.” she giggled. He raised an eyebrow at her and started to laugh, he grabbed the pictures that sat on his nightstand and looked at them again, smirking. 

“Me? You drove me crazy with the things you do, baby. These photos? Hot damn.. Would ya let me take pictures of you like this?” he smirked, setting them back down and running his hand slowly along her body, caressing her hip. She grinned at his words and then reached over him to the nightstand for her purse to grab her cigarettes, which was what she desperately needed as she sifted through the half empty carton.

"Hm, I would.." she smirked.

She looked at Elvis who was giving her a look because he hated when she smoked cigarettes and she let out a soft sigh, tossing the cigarette back in the carton. “What? I didn’t say anything.” he mumbled. 

“No, but I saw the look you gave me.” she said as she set her purse back down and laid her head against his chest as her arm wrapped around him and his hand ran along her back and he tilted his head down to kiss the top of her head. 

“I hate that tonight is our last night together. I’ve enjoyed these last few days with you, baby.” he said softly. 

Rebecca looked up at him and let out a soft, nodding her head in agreement. 

“Me too, Elvis. It’s been such an amazing few days with you and Lisa. I hate that it has to end.” she whispered, kissing his chin. 

“Doesn’t have to.. If you come with me to Vegas..” he sighed. 

“Elvis.. I can’t.. It’s too soon and all I’ll think about is her. You don’t have many shows left there. So, I can always come back here when you’re home again. Or you can come visit me in New York?” she smiled. 

He sighed and just nodded. 

“I know, honey. I just hate being away from you..” he hummed. 

A small silence fell between them, she nuzzled her face into his warm chest. 

“Do you like Memphis?” he asked. 

“Sure, it’s beautiful. Why?” she replied. 

“Would you ever consider leaving the city and moving here… With me.” he mumbled. 

She lifted her head up from his chest and looked at him with her brow furrowed, understanding what he was asking in not so many words.

“Elvis.. I.. Don’t you think moving in together is a bit too soon? We haven’t even talked about what this is.. What we are.” she said softly.

“What are you talkin’ about? You’re my girl, I’m yours. There’s nothing else to talk about. I don’t think it’s too soon at all. Listen.. I-I don’t want us to end on a bad note. Just think about it, baby. Will ya? You ain’t gotta make a decision now. I was just askin’.” he shrugged, kissing her cheek. 

“You’re my girl, I’m yours.” That was one way of saying be my girlfriend. But she knew with Elvis he never actually said things clearly or plainly, but she knew exactly what he meant and that was fine with her. But moving in.. She wasn’t sure about that. New York had been her home for years and she didn’t know if she could leave it for the country. But it would be something she’d think about for him. 

“Okay, Elvis. I’ll think about it, I will.” she hummed, resting her head back against his chest and they laid there in silence again and she listened to the beating sound of his heart as he caressed his hand along her back delicately. Elvis glanced back down at her and smiled, squeezing her in his arms and then he kissed her head. 

“I should probably go check on Lisa and make sure she gets to bed. She’d be up all night if I let her.” he chuckled. Rebecca nodded at his words, letting out a soft yawn, smiling at him as he slipped out of bed and put his clothes back on. She watched him as she got comfortable, pulling the blankets over naked body.

“You’re such a good father.” she hummed. 

He smiled widely at her words, sometimes he didn’t feel like it. But it was always nice for him to hear it. 

“Thank you, baby. I try to be.” he said, leaning down to steal another kiss from her lips before he slipped out of the room and went to go check on Lisa. He had been gone for some time and Rebecca ended up falling asleep. When he finally returned he smiled warmly at the sleeping woman in his bed and he took his clothes back off and slipped into bed beside her, pulling her into his arms and nuzzling his face into the side of her neck and he inhaled her scent, he was going to miss her so much even if it was just two weeks that they’d be apart again. Elvis eventually fell asleep snuggled up with her and held her tight the entire night. 

The Next Day

Rebecca, Elvis, and Lisa were up early because they all had flights and though Rebecca insisted she’d go to the airport on her own because the last thing she wanted was to see another one of the women in his life. Though she had no issues with his ex wife, she just felt odd. Once she had all her things packed and she helped Lisa with her own stuff and the guys took care of things for Elvis, they all hurried out to the car and Joe drove them all to the airport. Priscila was already waiting at the airport and she smiled when saw her mom, but Lisa never wanted to leave Memphis or her dad. It was a hard goodbye for the both of them as Rebecca watched them. She was more surprised when Lisa climbed over Elvis to give her a hug. Rebecca smiled widely as she hugged Lisa tight. “It was nice meeting you, Becca. Remember to put more chocolate chips in your pancakes!” she laughed. 

Rebecca laughed. 

“I’ll be sure to do that. It was nice meeting you too, kid.” she grinned. 

“Alright, c’mon, honey.” Vernon said softly as he helped Lisa out of the car and took her things and she Elvis waved at one another the entire time until she got into the car and when the car was driving away with her in it to the plane she and Priscilla were to board. As if that goodbye wasn’t hard enough, now he had to say goodbye to another important girl in his life. A goodbye neither of them wanted to do. Elvis turned to her and he removed his glasses and she smiled, she loved when she could see those sleepy blue eyes of his. She cupped his face in her hands, kissing him softly. 

“It’s only two weeks, Elvis, that’s all. Then once you finish your engagement in Vegas, we’ll be together again. Whether it’s here or in New York, baby. But take care of yourself, please?” she smiled, Elvis nodded at her words and he pulled her into his embrace, kissing her deep and she slipped her arms around his shoulders as they shared a long passionate kiss that neither one of them wanted to end. But her flight was leaving and she needed to go. She pulled back from their kiss and she smiled warmly at him. “I love you.” she whispered. 

“I love you too.” he hummed, right before she was going to step out of the car where Red was waiting with her bags, Elvis grabbed her arm and pulled her into one more kiss, she smiled against his lips, kissing him softly. 

“I’ve gotta go, baby. Call me when you get to Vegas.” she mumbled on his lips, he nodded stealing one more kiss before she pulled away and hopped out of the car, waving to him and blowing him a kiss before she took her bags and headed to the plane and Elvis watched as she walked over and she looked back at him, giving him another wave and smiling widely and he was waving back with a smile until she disappeared onto the plane. He let out a soft sigh as Joe drove them over to the Lisa Marie, where he boarded his plane, waving to the few fans that awaited his arrival. The last few days had been the best he had in a long time and the happiest he’d been. He couldn’t wait to finish working to get back to it. He was holding out hope that Rebecca would seriously think about what he asked her, because it wouldn’t be the last time he’d bring it up. 

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✮ energy check-in! ✮

pile one, two, or three?

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ❀ pile one

[tarot deck: the wizard’s tarot] before i pull any cards, i feel like in the recent past you were in the energy of being alone. i don’t get the feeling that you were in complete isolation, i just think that those of you who picked this pile really enjoy your alone time. for your recent past energy, i pulled the ten of swords. there could’ve been an ending that caused you some pain, which could be one of the reasons you’ve been spending less time with others. this could’ve been the result of someone betraying you, or maybe even you betraying someone else. either way, i feel like you spent some time reflecting on the situation and trying to see what you could learn from it. as for your current energy, we have the page of cups. you may be opening up more and allowing yourself to express your emotions, possibly through creative endeavors or just by talking to those you trust. you may be hesitant to do this, i’m seeing. but i feel as though it will help you to release the “emotional baggage” of this situation and open doors of opportunity for you (perhaps a new love offer? could be romantic or platonic.) and for your near future, the strength card came out! you will definitely gain the courage and strength to express yourself and get yourself out of this possible funk you’ve been in! you are going to have more energy to socialize, create, take action towards your goals, get back to the routines you may have taken a break from, so on and so forth. you are in the beginning stages of a new cycle, and i’m seeing that you are starting to transform yourself! you’re shifting into a new energy that will greatly help you achieve your goals! your current advice is the four of pentacles. save your money! save your energy! please refrain from over-indulging and try your best not to be careless with your possessions and wealth. maintaining a balance with how you view materialistic things will be best for you. money isn’t everything, but it definitely helps to have it and save it, especially if you have plans for the future.

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[tarot deck: spirit deluxe tarot cards] so before i pull any cards im getting that you guys could’ve been recently searching for something/someone? maybe a literal key, or you could’ve been on the lookout for a new opportunity? as i shuffled, the ace of cups fell out. so you guys are definitely in search of new connections, whether this be a love connection or a business connection. but i think it has something to do with emotions and creativity. for your current energy, we have the nine of wands. im seeing that you are in a very adventurous energy at the moment. you want to get out there and see what’s there for you! you want to light up the night and reveal yourself and your capabilities to the world! i am loving this energy, pile two! you have the emotions and passion for what you’re doing! and for your energy in the near future we have the empress! you are definitely a very, very creative person and i’m seeing that you will soon be “giving birth” to what you’ve been creating, or what you wish to create soon! you are a deeply passionate being and you deeply desire whatever this is for you, which is why you’re going to get it! people are going to think twice before they cross you, they know you’re not here to play lol. as for your advice, we have the four of pentacles reversed. very interesting because pile one got the same card for advice, except it was upright. you are being advised not to become too greedy, pile two. you have so much fire in you, and it wants to eat up the entire forest… which would be detrimental. try to conserve your energy and let others shine, too. everyone is going to know your worth, pile two. you may feel the urge to show off all the time and/or boast, which is understandable especially if people made fun of you for being in lack, but for some reason you’re being asked to resist the urge. maybe it’s best for you to keep your blessings private, and let it grow in silence. also, allow yourself to take breaks! the faster a fire burns, the faster it burns out.

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[tarot deck: tarot del toro] before any cards are pulled, im getting that in the recent past you could’ve been distracted easily. maybe you took a break from your plans and/or connections, which is okay! resting and spending time alone is important for one’s progress. yup, the hermit card came out. you’ve definitely took time to yourself to introspect, or maybe just get away from the outside world. im getting a peaceful energy from this. you could be someone who prefers to be awake in the night time because of the fact that everyone else is asleep lol. i pulled the five of wands for your current energy. you may want to move forward with someone/someone, but you feel conflicted in doing so? maybe there’s competition around this and you’re worried you won’t beat it, or maybe there’s just some tension within yourself that causes you to hesitate. something in your life is changing and you may not have adapted to it yet, but i get the feeling you will. did you just start a new job? you’ll get the hang of it, don’t worry! the card i pulled for your energy in the near future is the sun in reverse. i’m seeing that you will begin to look at this change more optimistically. instead of seeing everything in such a serious manner, your mindset will shift into a more playful one. the “negative” view you may have of this situation is only temporary, you will see the bright side of it! omg i promise this is not on purpose, but the card i pulled for your advice is the four of pentacles! every single of these piles got the four of pentacles for their advice, except pile two had it in reverse. a lot of you definitely need to save your money and energy! you may want to spend it all with the mindset of “im gonna get more money anyway” and yes that is true, but if you have any future plans it will definitely help if you save some of it! please resist the urge to over-spend, over-indulge or overwork yourself. too much of anything isn’t good for you, it’s best to conserve.

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H20 mermay redesign

So in honour of mermay, and my rewatching h20 a couple of months ago, I did a redraw of the characters from h20 with my own head cannons and some explaining of my redesigns of course (: I really think that an animated reboot (not the one Netflix did) would be perfect for this show, and I wanted to convey my ideas. I also did try the make the designs resemble the actors at least a little bit.

Ricky

I love Ricky with all my heart, she’s definitely in my top 3 characters from this show. I’m obsessed with her hair in season one, especially when she puts it into braids. I kept her red motif from the first season as well. I want her to wear very early 2000s-esque grunge clothing. In terms of her mermaid look, I changed her colour to this orange/red-ish colour, and added details to make it look like flames.

I know a lot of people like to headcannon her as a lesbian, but personally I don’t. I think that she’s definitely pansexual with zero preferences and would go by she/her pronouns but would be ok with they/them.

Cleo

I honestly had so much fun with Cleo’s design. She has a bit of a bohemian style in the first season, but I decided to trade for a little more preppy look that I think reflects her character more. She’s sweet, caring, a little naive, but good spirited. So I put her in a trendy outfit with some cute patches to keep that homemade look. For her mermaid look, I wanted it to look like lace to mirror the patches on her skirt, and of course, it had to be purple.

My asexual ass has to headcannon her as ace and heteromantic. She’s also got the purple motif so that just adds to the ace-ness. She/her pronouns.

Emma

Emma’s design came really easily to me. I wanted to give her a kind of periwinkle colour scheme to match her ice. Her human design is simple, but I really wanted to keep it modern and trendy. Athleisure with high socks and bicycle shorts (and of course a sparkly top). Her mermaid design also came really easily to me, as I gave her sharp sparkly edges to resemble ice. Is it difficult to make a blonde, ice-themed character not look like Elsa? Yes

If anyone in the main three is a lesbian in my eyes it’s her. She’s hella gay with she/they pronouns.

Charlotte

Lol I don’t think I have anything positive to say about charlotte but damn I had so much fun drawing her. I really wanted her to look soft and sweet but give her the nastiest attitude ever. I put her in a preppy school girl outfit with soft pastel pink to make her look unassuming (at least to Lewis) and of course the necklace that the other three girls have.

She/her, straight.

Will

Threw a curveball at you didn’t I? That’s right, this is where my head cannons start, along with my inability to draw abs. Rewatching season 3, it only made sense to make him a mermaid instead of Bella, and I honestly feel like it could’ve been more interesting. Imagine him as a diver who got just a little too curious around Mako, and accidentally turns into a mermaid. His dreams of become a diver are ruined, however he got to be happy doing what he loved (exploring the ocean). It just makes more sense in my opinion.

For his main colour, I changed his motif of blue to green. I wanted to keep the blue colour for Emma and Lewis, and I honestly just felt like it suits him better. In terms of his powers, maybe the ability to control plants? Idk

He’s probably straight, maybe bi-curious. Goes by he/they but wouldn’t object to any pronoun. The chillest dude.

Bella

Bella was probably the hardest to adapt just cause I don’t love her character in the show. I decided to make her not a mermaid, and instead a love interest. I felt like it suited her better. I wanted to keep her colour palette soft and muted, and put her in sweet, bohemian style clothing. I feel like she would become a good friend of the main trio after the betrayal by charlotte. She would be an excellent friend and totally keep their secret as well as fall in love with Will.

Definitely bisexual, not opposed to a flirtationship with Emma (I just want them to meet) She/they.

Lewis

Look at this disaster man. I put him in messy clothes cause he probably couldn’t give two shits about what he looks like. He really does just want to go fishing.

Biromantic asexual (yes I am in fact projecting onto these characters). He/him.

Zane

I personally love Zane. I know he’s not everyone’s cup of tea, but I love characters who are shitty people and even when they’re on “the side of good”, they continue to be shitty people. Just more focused and positive. When I was a kid I was 100% on board with his relationship with rikki, and honestly a part of me still is. So for my headcannon, he doesn’t cheat on her, the cafe doesn’t get in the way of their relationship, and he treats Rikki so much better. Cause they had fantastic chemistry and I don’t want it to go to waste.

For his design I gave him two looks, a casual motorcycle riding outfit, and of course a business suit. I made his main colour black, but I had to give him dark red accents as a nod to Ricky.

Heterosexual, he/him.

Lastly

The love interests as mermaids. This is not a part of my headcannon (yet). In terms of powers I have a couple ideas that do, in fact, include Lewis being able to talk to marine life. Poor boy will never go fishing again. In terms of Bella’s powers i really hate what they gave her, so I was thinking wind or bubbles or something air-related. As for Zane? He’s definitely the hardest to pin down for powers but I’m thinking either shadow manipulation or storm related powers (like lightning). Maybe a combo of both.

Well I’m done writing this all out and mermay is over so fuck me I guess. That’s what I get for making this post with 20 minutes left of may. I hope you had fun reading my post and looking at my art. I probably won’t draw more of this headcannon but idk I do what I want

[releasemefromthevoid]

MY ATLA LIVE ACTION S1E1 THOUGHTS

EP2

First things first, a review without spoilers:

I think it’s fine so far. There’s a few changes here and there that are ultimately just fine that don’t impact the story all that much, but there are also some changes that I’m a little worried about. 

The biggest thing I’m worried about, I think, is Aang’s character arc in season one. This live action series, without going too far into it, seems to be setting up something different from his character arc in book one for Aang in this first episode. I’m wary, but I’ll see it through and come back for more commentary and reviews starting from episode two this weekend probably.

Live reaction and thoughts under the cut for spoilers

oh shit they kept the fire nation leitmotif. as they should

music def feels the same

opening fight sequence: stellar

did i mention the fire nation leitmotif

it’s interesting they started with the concept of the air nomad genocide. i guess they haven’t told us about the actual genocide, so that can still be a Surprise to new viewers. i don’t hate it. kept the opening monologue, but it’s kyoshi according to the captions?? weird but okay

GOOD MUSIC

why’s he flying without his glider lol

these environments slap actually

ooh comet mention

i really like the line “her spirit echoes in one of us”. that goes hard actually

mmm not really liking that gyatso is the one telling him he has to leave,,  came back with “you are my friend” though, so i’ll forgive it

APPA

this kid is pretty good in the role of aang

BRO FIREBENDER FLIGHT. is this just bc of the comet or can they just Do That. i mean,, we don’t technically Know it’s bc of the comet yet

sound design is kinda peak

really REALLY interesting that they’re starting with the air nomad genocide. i know i said that already but we’re actually seeing it now. it’s setting a tone for this version of the show to be darker/less lighthearted, which idk how i feel about. not necessarily good or bad. this is only episode one so i’ll have to reserve judgment.

comet power confirmed okay

THE AVATAR STATE LOOKS SO GOOD

wolf cove??? was that always the name of the southern tribe where katara and sokka are from???? 

i think it would have been fun if zuko’s scar was a little Hand Shaped

probably could’ve done the freeing aang from the iceberg part a little better. how and why was he freed, if not katara getting angry at sokka??

speaking of, sans the early book 1 sexism, sokka is DEFINITELY sokka. a few more one liners and you’ll have me sold

mentioned zuko’s banishment early. hm

speaking of. not sure how i feel about zuko rn. why’s he talking about the throne like that?? he should be more focused on his perceived lack of honor i think

yeah,,, where IS appa. oh shit he already has the whistle??? more importantly Where is aang’s glider

SOKKA HIDING BEHIND KATARA IS EVERYTHING TO ME

HELLO??? katara’s monologue??? almost word for word??? from her gran gran??

this environment design though,, the building is made out of what is probably a whale rib cage as support for packed snow?? that’s so cool

no pilot episode miscommunication plot! not unhappy, i hate miscommunication plots

oh sokka,,, “lord of snow and ice”

zuko has not Once said the word honor

zuko’s breakdancing firebending moves God Bless

AANG’S GLIDER SPOTTED. but we haven’t seen it as a glider yet. is it just a Staff in this version???? 

i don’t think this is how airbending works

oh sokka i love you. he’s sold me on sokka i do believe

IT’S A GLIDER

i. don’t think katara should have been able to do that

this kid def can’t cry on command. he’s selling heartbreak, but there are No Tears

let aang be a bit more of a child please?? he’s a bit too serious right now, isn’t part of his character arc figuring out that he has to take things more seriously in order to stop the fire nation? i’m worried about what they’ll replace that with

THE OG CREDITS SONG

Liking: Sokka, environment design, most of the visuals actually, the MUSIC

Worried about: Aang's character, Iroh's character

Nothing I truly dislike yet

[cooki3face]

spirit baby reading 🍼

🍼~ significant colors: yellow, red, purple, blue, orange, white

🍼~ angel numbers: 7,3,44,666,789,798,300,444,4451

pile two:

Someone could be really burnt out and exhausted at the moment as well. There’s a message here for you about how you’re not alone despite how you feel. Some of you could’ve lost a lot of people lately or have been through massive shifts in your life and are grasping at straws just for some support or so you can feel you have friends, like you have people who want to be around you, etc. I see spirit as well spirit babies apart of your soul family telling you that you’re not alone and they’re right there with you even though you can’t see them. You may be stuck in this idea of what the physical 3D world looks like for you and the physical 3D is not everything. It is not the extent of what you have just because everything else isn’t physically tangible.

Some of you could be manifesting something here as well. Some type of opportunity or some type of abundance and fulfillment to come your way. I see you learning and growing here as well. I know I said that you could’ve lost a lot of people but for some of you, there’s an energy here of you cutting a lot of people off. There’s something that you want that you’re hoping to have, something that heavily depends on what someone else decides i see. This manifestation could have everything to do with a person I’m seeing. You’ve undergone so much growth and have made so many breakthroughs thus far and I see a spirit baby here being really proud of you, your how entire spirit team is proud of you and excited for what you’re about to receive. You could’ve gone through a lot and experienced a lot of loss and disappointment and pain within your life and nobody is more deserving or worthy of the gifts and love and abundance you’re about to receive, if not you than who??

I think you really need to hear that believing your manifestations are coming in needs to begin with the fact that when we go through hard things we are entitled to compensation from the universe and that because the universe loves us and so do our spirit guides and ancestors they will give back tenfold what was taken from us in the process of us growing and healing and doing what we were meant to do within this lifetime. You’ve undergone so much growth and really learned how to love yourself and be who you needed to be and you will be blessed and heavily appreciated and rewarded for your hardship and your trials and tribulations here pile two. There’s a heavy masculine energy within this pile, you don’t have to be a guy but a good handful of you are men. You could’ve struggled with mental health issues in the past as well and I see this weight being lifted off of you so you can show up for yourself, for others, and accomplish what needs to be done within your life. You’ve been gifted, as a starter, freedom to take action and go after the things you desire. All other abundance and manifestations will follow you. You just watch. I promise.

I see you’ve been working really hard and being really productive and really putting the stepping stones in place for a new life. There’s something significant here about building a house here or building a foundation here. You could actually be building a house or moving soon or something lol but I do see someone building a foundation, a life, a future for themselves. There’s so much progression and self love here within this group. There’s a very peaceful neutral energy with an undertone of being very very close to completion and entering the next chapter of their lives and there is only one step left to take or one piece that’s missing. Whatever it is, embrace your masculine energy and go get it.

You’ve been set free, you’ve been blessed with a new beginning, an opportunity to find happiness, peace and abundance. All this because you were willing to turn inwards and do the inner work, all this because you made the decision to improve your life, to take the step to understand yourself and the world around you and even though this message is being written in the come energy it’s being given to me in. I am so excited. Spirit is so proud. The spirit baby is so ready to be apart of your life and be loved by you I see as well. They’re waiting for you to go get their mother or their father. There’s an energy of gentleness. Someone being gentle, someone being patient, someone showing you grace or giving you the gift of compassion and unconditional love and support. This is long term commitment energy. You’re stepping into your king energy, your emperor energy.

I see you healing and stepping out of heart break and becoming ready to step towards freedom and peace. Your life is a blank canvas and it’s time for you to pick up the pencil, the paint brush, etc. and make things happen as the divine masculine energy does. You’re releasing pain and you’re becoming record and making room for bigger blessings and greater joy. If you are a man, it is your job to bring life. You are the sun. Bring life into everything you do from this point forward. Bring life to your divine feminine, bring abundance and bring love and peace. And she will give you the rest, she will give you the world. Bring her the table, the house, the dog, the cat, the children, and everything the hell else you know she deserves and she will take care of all of those things for you and protect them with her life.

You are finally in alignment. You are right where you need to be. It’s time you make the choice to step forward and receive the fruits of your labor as well. You definitely could’ve released a lot of people or stepped out of the grasps of karmic energies this could be anything, people, addictions, etc. anything that weighed you down and dragged you down. I’m hearing you hit rock bottom already there’s now where to go but up. Release fears and self limiting ideas, stop thinking that what you really desire isn’t available, stop being afraid of that person or the life you’re building rejecting you and refusing to have you because that’s not real. It’s not a real possibility. It is the fear of the ego. It’s an illusion created to keep you stagnant. You have to go get it.

I see you so ready to move on, I see you moving on. You don’t identify or resonate with the person you used to be long ago, with the people of your past, the situations, the drama, the trauma, the addiction, etc. onward. Go get your wife (or your husband lol) go get your house, go get your happiness, go get your money. Some of you could be given a son soon. I see you having a magnificent connection with this child, with this person. Something that’s really connecting to me right now is how Sylvester Stallone in the rocky series said to his son that having his son is like being born all over again. He struggled growing up, he had a hard time and he had to fight to have the things that he achieved within his life time and he told his boy that he found pleasure in watching his son experience the fruits of his labor, being able to get an education, being able to rest, being able to have happiness gifted to him, being able to have a secure home, a mother, a father, etc. good place to end the reading. Good talk. Thanks for listening.

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pile three

pile one

[brasideios]

10 Characters/10 Fandoms/10 Tags

Thank you for thinking of me my dears @krankittoeleven & @ainulindaelynn

Lemme see. This is long, sorry about that. I’m in a rambling mood. These are just the characters that came wandering into my noodle in no order - at least, that was intended.

1. Dorothea from Middlemarch (by George Eliot). She’s probably my fave character ever. I think in a mostly abstract way, she’s come nearest to mapping out how I perceive the feminine part of myself. She starts out so so idealistic - wanting to do something to change the world, to matter, but society has its own rules that eventually beats her down, but she’s so stoic, enduring, and self-denying, that her happy ending is earned… but then the epilogue is so melancholy so was it happy? and… I don’t know. There’s something in it all that I’ve never found a better version of.

2. My brain is on D names now lol so Daphnae from AC Odyssey. The more I think about her story, as little as we’re given of it, the more I find something tragic and fated in it, and then there’s the possibility of changing that fate, or embracing it. Something, something doomed by the narrative, unless…?

3. Demosthenes from my pdfs lol listen - ancient history RPF is a fandom (apparently) so this is valid. I have been down some serious rabbit holes with this man of late - I won’t even start on why or this will be an essay. I could also have put Thucydides in this position - but I’m on D names.

4. Daria. No seriously. I loved this show when I was a teen, and she’s honestly my spirit animal. It was my nickname because I was unfortunately very much like that. I adore her deadpan, acerbic remarks and many of them will live on in my brain forevermore. I wasn’t as witty btw - but the vibes were the same.

5. Hedwyn from the vg Pyre (woot! My brain releases me from the letter D!). I’ve played it several times now, and he’s my fave. Just a sweet guy - so sweet, you always want to free him first, but then you also very much wanna keep him with you - and sometimes I’ve been selfish enough to send everyone else instead. I also like Volfred a lot but that has everything up do with the VA 🙈

6. Alfie from Peaky Blinders. I have no excuses - the character is an unhinged maniac but Tom Hardy just brought something (a twinkling eye) to the role that makes him a very likeable, back-stabbing psychopath.

7. Caesar from HBO Rome. Ciaran Hinds has been a fave of mine since Persuasion - and I liked how he acted this part / how he was written. That’s all I’ll ever say about Caesar - character or historical figure. There are at least another half a dozen characters in this series I might’ve mentioned too. I must rewatch it one of these days.

8. Gannicus from Starz Spartacus. Dustin Clare is an old time favourite from waaaay back when I was persuaded to watch McLeod’s Daughters - really bingeable but quite trashy Aussie TV - sorry to any fans - but it really is. I so enjoyed his vibes and he brings all of that to Gannicus and it just works so well for the character. Pure cheekiness, and when he does this face 🥺 chefs kiss. Side note - I will pretty regularly say some variation of ‘my cock rages on’ about the most random stuff so - thanks to this character for that gem lol.

9. Johnny Spit from the movie Gettin Square. Yeah this is left field and I seriously doubt there’s a fandom for it - but what a character - quintessentially Australian deadbeat, (played by David Wenham). There’s a courtroom scene that kills me every time. I hope he got square, for good this time.

10. Kenny from Mad Men. I don’t even know how to explain it, I just want to protect him and he doesn’t even deserve it, and he wouldn’t have thanked me for it - maybe it was just the way everyone else was just an asshole about his writing. I want to know more about the short story about the egg. I could’ve picked almost any other character from this show though. They’re all so good/bad for their own reasons.

I made it! Haha! I have no idea who to tag - I think the only people who usually join in have already been tagged - so I’ll just add a few and call it ten. Sorry for any double ups.

No pressure at all - @nemo-of-house-frye @theinkandthesea @liminalspacecowboah @cyrus-the-younger @myriath

[kakiastro]

Messages from the Mermaids: intuitive Reading

Pick a Pile

Left to right 1,2,3

Take 3 deep breaths and choose what resonates with you

Hey everyone, I’m back with another intuitive reading! After getting good feedback for my first one, I decided to make my 2nd one! Let’s see what the mermaids want or have to tell you, I’m using pure intuition so the messages can be small or long but let’s just see what comes up! I will say each pile is completely different energies

*this is just for entertainment purposes so take what resonates and leave the rest💙

1

“Sweet child, you have been hiding in the depths of the sea far to long, show them, show them your power and where you come from”

-im getting strong spirit guide energy here, so maybe this is your spirit guide. Do you guys have a spiritual connection to the ocean? I’m having a vision of the ocean and you sitting on a beach with your eyes closed listening to the ocean voice. Im also getting elder energy so a grandmother or a grandmother figure. I’m getting very comfort energy here. Could be an older mermaid who looks after you

- im also getting pass life energy so you could’ve been a mermaid in a pass life which is why you probably feel such a connection to it

- this mermaid guide particularly want you to get out of hybrid mode and come to the surface(public) to show the world your gifts! You’ve been moving in silence while practicing your gifts, im hearing creative(whatever resonates) and all that hard work has paid off now it’s time to show your stuff so to speak lol yesss I love this for you guys.

-This is very specific and may only resonate with a few of you but the name Edna and the month of March came up strongly, I’m not getting any specifics here though

-Capricorn/Cancer axis energy is strong here, also 10h, and Leo energy here

I’m happy for you all😭

2

"Child of the sea, Enough!, you have given too much of yourself to those who don’t deserve it and you have lost your way. “Come home and let me remind you who are” “ your come from a royal sea bloodline, it’s time you start acting like it"

Wow guys! Ok that was something😮 Poseidon came to me heavyyyy, I physically saw his trident. Well I wasn’t expecting this but here we go, heavy energy too!

-I don’t think it’s Poseidon himself but I do feel like you have close ties to him spiritually speaking. I’m getting Ariel vibes here, the royalty bloodline really peaking my curiosity, I’m getting pass life energy so is it possible that you were/are a child of his or your are the child of a mermaid who’s close to him. I’m getting an image of a masculine merman energy, very authoritative but he cares. You know what, an image of a guard just came to me omg!! And the weapon looks like a trident😮

-I know this sounds insane but this is what I’m picking up you all!! I’m trying to dig into the energy but I’m getting blocked and my head started to slightly hurt, I keep hearing “this message will do”😦 so I’m not going to push anymore, this is something you all are going to have to pursues on your own, I suggest a pass life/psychic reading from a professional if you’re not trained or comfortable using your own psychic gifts plus this energy is heavy

- the deep ocean is very strong here, like uncharted territory, I feel condensed air so this is a mermaid cove that’s deep, very deep, I’m also seeing an underwater city 👀

- message wise, I’m getting to stop letting people take your power from you, don’t let them drain, no more people pleasing, or non confrontational, no you’re the boss of your life, if someone is coming to you sideways, stand up for yourself

- im getting Libra energy from you but you need to step into your Aries and Scorpio energy, Neptune 10h energy is coming up as well

-the mermaid gives me strong Capricorn dominate energy, add some Scorpio energy as well

Wow guys that was something, I had to take a drink of water after that reading😅, I hope you enjoyed it pile 2

3

“My child, everything you have worked for has paid off, it’s time to enjoy the riches of the earth, can’t you see all of the treasures you have collected” my sweet darling, we have been singing your song and celebrating you!” “Can’t you hear us when you’re bathing or passing by large bodies of water?” “Come celebrate with us, let the sun shine on your beautiful fin my child”

Wow I’m guys I’m kinda jealous, I want to go to a mermaid party😅 no but seriously I love this energy soo much!! I’m getting a vision of a group of mermaids swimming and dancing, holding hands while laughing like omg! After the last pile which was heavy, I’m getting lighthearted energy here!! Like it feels fun!

- i feel like this particular mermaid cove is outgoing, like these are the mermaids who aren’t afraid to show themselves to humans whereas the other groups are more private. Lmaoo I feel like these are the mermaids who likes to play games with fishermen by flirting with them then dipping back into the ocean while gossiping about them to their mermaid sisters 😭😅

- I feel like their message is self explanatory, it’s time to bask in them riches that you work hard for, if there’s a place you always wanted to travel to then go, your dream home buy it, new expensive jewelry wear it, it’s your time, it’s your tv show and movie and it’s time to collect your awards Mmmkay guys LOL

-Strong Gemini , Leo and Taurus energy, strong Venus energy as well

I Hope you enjoyed this reading

I Hope you all enjoyed this intuitive reading, let me know if it resonates

Thank you💙

[knightyoomyoui]

Momo x M Reader- “Somebody That I Used To Know”

A very late happy 19K reads and belated happy birthday to our japanese peach, dancing mochine, moguri, jeongyeon's tease experiment, mother of boo and dobby and nayeon's roommate, TWICE's Hirai Momo!!!

I'm impressed also that this book reached 19K reads at the same date with Momo's birthday lol.

As I said in the announcement,  I actually wanted to make one already and release it on her birthday but due to my stacked activities in college and lack of motivation to write, it became a struggle for me to finish this and publish it right away on her birthday. VOTE TWICE ON MAMA!!!

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"Guys, The Kstar Next Door with me as your host Jonathan, is starting off its new season with my guests for this episode; please clap your hands for TWICE!", the host from the variety show being flashed in the TV energetically introduced the three familiar women beside him.

"Annyeonghaseyo, I'm TWICE's Sana-imnida!!!", Sana cheerfully introduced herself to the viewers as she giggled at the end.

"Annyeonghaseyo, TWICE's Nayeon- imnida", says the bunny looking idol Nayeon while waving her hands to the camera.

The two already made their introduction, that leaves to only one remaining left.

When she appeared at the screen, your stare became deeper and more focused.

"Ne, Annyeonghaseyo, TWICE's Momo-imnida", the another gorgeous Japanese member finally took her turn. Everyone including the staffs and crew present at the studio also joined the applause.

Your lips formed a straight line as your face went blank, mood suddenly became saddened.

It's been 2 weeks since you last saw her face with your own eyes after that recent bittersweet moment occurred between you and her.

And to be honest, you are surely missing her these days.

It just makes you sulk that you can't even attempt to gain interaction or a conversation with her despite of the promise both you two made from each other that you will still keep in touch with her. You are slowly hating this feeling as if you are being isolated by her.

It could've been possible for you meet or atleast talk with her either personally or not but instead a wall has been constructed where you can't get an access to her because it seems like she's the one who's preventing you from doing so.

Due to your longing and desperation, you could only recall your previous encounters with this woman who was yours before.

8 MONTHS AGO

"Waahhh! The weather looks very great today!",she exclaimed while having her head up in the clouds; admiring the perfect view of the sky today.

She raised both her arms and hands in the direction of the wind and the roofless car you were driving into. "I'm so lucky I don't have any plans today," she muttered, relieved. She turned her head at you and crashed her body to your side, snuggling into your arm.

"Thank you for agreeing to spend time with me, jagi," she said lovingly, her soft expression on your face. You kept your gaze fixed on the road, humming in response to her remark.

"No worries, Momoring," you said. She kissed your cheek quickly before removing herself from your embrace. Turning on her cellphone, she focused her attention on it next, while you continued to drive unphased by her sweet gesture.

"I'm going to share this with ONCEs right now that I'm enjoying this day with you," she said proudly, giggling adorably as she took a photo of herself laying her head on your shoulder. You just sighed as you remembered how she's so happy to be with you right now that in hyperbole speaking, she could die quickly because of it.

But knowing how much she genuinely so in love you, she wouldn't mind in the least.

Although, the only difference her was that, you aren't sharing the same mood with her. You couldn't even feel what she's feeling with you.

It was just another ordinary day for you. You couldn't blend in with her uplifting spirit because you didn't want to be in this situation today. The only thing you intended to do was stay at home and do whatever you pleased as a lazy potato.

Of course, as the boyfriend in your position. You have no choice but to join and provide your girlfriend with what she wants and needs. Despite this, all of your efforts result in the same outcome: you are completely unsatisfied and lonely in her company.

Aside from these, you still tried to convince and make believe yourself that she was the woman who is right for you. Who can stay with you and share love with you at any times.

You tried to understand and think that with these few months of your relationship with Momo and still standing very close romantically together to make you less worried that she loves you and you were the one who is also loving her back.

But at the same time, you know that this isn't what you want. This isn't the type of love you want to have with her.

So you once tried to find some reasons or motives where you could use to end this relationship with Momo, but as time passed by, you grew accustomed and used to this strange relationship you're having with her, causing you to simply accept it and live with it.

And with the new plan, you thought that it would be better if she would be the one to make the first move for giving up once it happens someday. At the very least, it will remain expected and unsurprising for you that she did it.

You continued waiting until one day, Momo seemed to also get relate with what you're experiencing.

"Hi babe," she said as you opened the door of your apartment after she knocked. As she walked in, she hugged and kissed you on the lips, which you returned.

"Hey, good evening. How's work?"

"I'm exhausted," she responded.. She collapsed weakly on your comfortable couch after removing her rubber shoes.

You gave her an awful look. "Well, thankfully, my tasks today are just moderate enough for me to not get super tired like you," you said. Momo remained silent because she was at a loss for words. She just let you mumble again about how grateful and confident you are that you are not getting the worst case scenario like her when it comes to various things, such as work.

"That's why I guess it's really a nice idea to keep my talents to myself and not to present it to the public as an idol.", you chuckled at your statement. It may be hilarious to think of for you but with Momo, she doesn't see it that way though. It was more like offensive in her part.

What's even worse was this isn't only the only time that she felt like you are comparing and belittling her.

"Being away from entertainment industry wasn't really that bad at all."

"I'll get going to sleep now, just join me in the bed after okay?", you entered your bedroom after having a conversation with Momo.

"Okay, I lo-" but before she could finish, she heard the door shut.

She only managed to let out an exhausted "okay" after being left alone in the living room.

She pulled her body up to sit on the couch, looking back at the wall where behind of it was you fixing your bed before laying down.

She sighed, her heavy heart dragging her down in pain and exhaustion once more. She can't bear the feeling that crawls on her whenever she noticed you weren't reciprocating or even showing just one sign or hint that you care and love her as much as your girlfriend, especially tonight.

She entered your bedroom and laid beside you who is already asleep. Turning her head at you, she was about to say "goodnight" behind your back but thinks otherwise instead.

Before she went into deep slumber, she has finally assured about this plan she had in mind that just like what her fellow TWICE members adviced after hearing her story of her sightings of unusual behavior within you; that this has to be the right solution for her problem.

The next day, she successfully accomplished what you've been waiting to occur.

"YN, can we talk for a moment?", she asked cautiously while you're drinking iced coffee with her at one of the café shops.

"Go ahead."

"I want to request something from you", she lowered her head after, closing her eyes as her heart was starting to produce another hurtful feeling she's trying to stabilize.

"You can mention anything, Momo.", you said after wiping your lips with a tissue. Momo heard that and took it as her go-signal, she sighed and gulped heavily.

"I have a request for you," she said, lowering her head and closing her eyes as her heart began to produce another painful feeling that she was attempting to calm.

Eyes slowly opening and took her time to stare at the face of her lover one last time before she said those words that will assuringly set her free for the better.

"Can we break up?"

And with that, it served as the conclusion for your love story with Momo. You were glad that it was no over which would spare you from suffering any longer being with her.

The break-up was mutual for you both and as for your favor that you want to have each other remain in touch and still be friends again, she just accepted it.

Back to the present, you held it as her own swear of agreement with you, that's why you have the reason to be disappointed and sad that she was not letting you to connect with her for 2 weeks long now.

Ending your revisit of memories you had with the nation's dancing machine, you continued watching the program where Momo is now currently getting interviewed while wondering when will be time for you to finally be able to meet and communicate with as your friend like what you always used to want with her ever since your relationship with her began.

2 DAYS LATER

As part of your daily routine, you are currently jogging your way around the Seoul Olympic Park to exercise your body every morning when your foot movements suddenly decreased its speed when you saw two familiar figures from the distance.

You took a few steps forward to see them clearly, and when you fully recognized them, your eyes widened and your mouth parted in triumph as the longing and loneliness you were feeling vanished completely.

It was Nayeon who was squatting and playing with her pet dog Kookeu, with your ex girlfriend Momo standing beside her, as she watched her own two pet dogs Boo and Dobby chasing each other while being restrained by ropes while eating her vanilla ice cream.

You dashed away from them and yelled at them. "GIRLS!!!"

They heard it and turned their heads at you. Receiving their gazes, Nayeon and Momo swiftly changed their expression from a bubbly to a dull one with Momo became quite awkward at your presence, leaning her eyes way from the sight of the man who once owned her heart.

"Hey, YN.", Nayeon greeted you simply with a timid smile. You grinned back at her.

"Good morning, Nay. And you too Momo", you said as you transitioned your eyes at your ex who still ain't staring back at you.

"Good morning. You are jogging today, I see.", Nayeon traced your body.

"Yeah, you guys have an early schedule?", you raised your brow.

Nayeon hummed. "Filming for our next Time to TWICE content but so far we took these boys for a walk while waiting.", you let out an "oh!" after.

"Oh okay, then can I stay with you guys for a while? I also want to t-," before you finished your sentence, Momo said something to Nayeon as she showed her phone, and the eldest listened attentively to her. "Unnie, they just messaged me. The maknaes have already arrived at the building," she informed.

Nayeon looked at the phone before switching to Momo. They stared for about 2 seconds before Nayeon turned back to face you and Momo returned her gaze to the dogs. "I'm sorry, YN, but we have to leave now."

"Oh, no problem, I suppose you two are now being called back," you said, nodding your head and forcing a smile.

"Bye, YN," Nayeon said as you waved your hands. Momo, on the other hand, just walked away immediately first, pulling Boo and Dobby with her, with Nayeon following her from behind.

You were about to call Momo, but she abruptly left the scene. Your brow furrowed as you became perplexed and irritated that Momo wasn't talking to you or acknowledging your presence.

You began to wonder if she had a problem with you because there's no way she'd suddenly change into a strange demeanor after seeing you when she was just being very lively with Nayeon and the dogs earlier.

So, you took a mental note that the next time your directions may led to her; you won't waste any more chances to build up a conversation with her.

1 WEEK AND 2 DAYS LATER

Your next encounter with Momo took place when you went to your cousin's house. You were about to say goodbye to your aunt when she told you that she would bring the entire group here to celebrate today.

Knowing that you are an ONCE fan of them because obviously both your ex and cousin are TWICE members, she just informed you that easily, especially since she has no idea how you and Momo once became a couple then separated less than a year later.

Seeing this as another opportunity you can't just let it pass anymore, you decided to stay and assist your aunt with some chores until both of you were alarmed by the sound of a ringing sound of the doorbell made by the person outside your aunt's house.

When your aunt opened the door, all nine girls appeared and greeted her politely and respectfully. As they make their way inside the house, your cousin, who is leading the girls, is taken aback by your sudden appearance.

"Y-YN?!" exclaimed your cousin from your father's side, the bright-skinned tofu Kim Dahyun, as she noticed you organizing the table. The others who arrived in the living room just behind Dahyun as they reached the living room, all reacted the same when she mentioned your name and saw your figure standing in front of them.

You looked back at them but had your vision targeted right at Momo who has a blank expression in her face as she looked back at you with droppy eyes. As like what she did a week ago, she threw her sight away aside.

"What's up, cous.", you greeted Dahyun.

"W-why are you here?", she asked you.

"Well, it's your birthday today right? Don't you want your only close cousin to celebrate with you?", you pouted, acting like you are sulking at her approach.

"Well, I'll add it also my invitation for him," Mrs. Kim said after she stirred her cooking on the pan. "Since you said that you are coming here with your members and they know YN, I made him cwhether or not he would stay longer today.", she shrugged.

Taking both sides' understandable, Dahyun nodded her head approvingly but her face shows worriedness and nervousness because except her mom, every people in their house right now knows why the sudden discomforting atmosphere just created around them.

She glanced at Momo and her unnie gave her with a trusting smile, telephatically saying that she will be alright. Dahyun replied with the same gesture before she went back with her usual humorous personality to please her visitors on her special day today.

During your conversation with the girls, you cast some slick glances at Momo, who is sitting directly in front of you from the other seat. There were times when she could receive your gaze as well, but she was avoiding it all of it again.

Few hours later after giving Dahyun your best wishes and prayers for her 24th birthday, eating with the girls and Mrs. Kim, and helping her clean the dishes once more, you excused yourself from them to find Momo and Dahyun, who was only absent.

You made your way to the rooftop and found Momo talking with Dahyun about something.

Since Momo was facing her back at you, the only one you captured from your presence was your cousin Dahyun.

You silently motioned her to let you speak with her, but Dahyun commands you alternatively, luring you away as she continued to refer to Momo. You're baffled about what's going on with her and what's preventing her and you from talking.

You remembered your promise that the next time you see Momo, you will talk to her regardless of the circumstances. She is your friend and one of the special people who came into your life, even if her love was insufficient for you. You simply wanted to check in on her, as friends usually do.

Too preoccupied with convincing Dahyun to let you share some time with Momo, neither of you noticed that Momo had already become weirded and curious as to who Dahyun was talking about from behind without saying anything.

She looked up to see you standing near the gate. Dahyun just shook her head in defeat, as you and she ended up staring at each other. Her frown was clearly visible to you.

"He's here, unnie, are you still going to do it?" she asked, whispering near Momo's ear.

She slowly nodded. "I have to. There's no way out. It's just him and me right now," she muttered. Dahyun gave Momo a small smile and patted her shoulder before leaving her side.

"I'm telling you to go away because she can't stand having you near her," Dahyun hissed, looking up to see your taller figure.

"I honestly have no idea what you're talking about, hell, I don't even know what's making her act like this when it comes to me," you said innocently, a slight grunt in your deep voice.

"You looking for answers? Talk to her and discover the huge mess you've left on her, cous. Can't believe you're really this dense," Dahyun scoffed as she came downstairs, leaving the rooftop and both you and Momo tonight.

You hurriedly approached Momo and came to a halt when you noticed her winced at your incoming closer appearance.

"Nobody can disturb us this time, Momo. Not even you." you said seriously. "As much as I wanted to engage a topic about checking up on you, I just want to be straightforward right away."

" What's wrong with us? Do you have a problem with me? I thought the break up was peacefully agreed between us. No hard feelings right? But what's this, Momo?", you panickedly fired some questions to her.

You were about to ask next but you saw Momo starting to sniff rapidly as her emotions starting to overcome her unwell state. You were taken aback at this as it struck you hard that you made her cry in an instant.

It made you assume that reason might be that huge for her to get very emotional in front of you.

"Momoring, tell me please. Trust me, I'm just worried.

"Worried?", she finally spoke, chuckling despite of her slight choking from her cry. "I never thought you can feel like that. But it looks like you do, just... why didn't you do it sooner?"

"What?"

Then the next thing she did had you completely awakened your senses and had your eyes sprung in bewilderment.

She slapped you so hard in your right cheek, leaving a red palm shaped mark on the spot.

You leaned your face away at the impact, but that didn't made Momo to interrupt her turn to speak.

"Why didn't you showed me that when I was NEEDING IT FROM YOU  BEFORE, HUH!", she angrily shouted at you.

"WHEN I WAS LOVING YOU THE MOST OUT OF EVERYONE ELSE, GIVING IT ALL I CAN JUST TO PROVE MYSELF TO YOU THAT YOU WON'T BE DOUBTING YOURSELF CHOOSING ME AS YOUR GIRLFRIEND! WHY COULDN'T YOU JUST ADMIT IT EARLY THAT YOU NEVER CARED FOR ME LESS THAN I DO FOR YOU....", she started sobbing heavily.

"Momo, but I thought..."

"What? That I'm all fine with us breaking up?", she bitterly asked. "Ofcourse, I don't. It was the other way around for me, YN. And how stupid of you to think that I want to remain myself attached with you after what you did to me who tried to never stopped loving you  only to tear me apart in return? No, YN.

"In fact, I never wanted to be part of everything about you anymore when I finally realized that after all we've been through, it was just nothing to you.", she stared intensely at you.

"You just wasted my love, YN. Disrespectfully and unappreciatingly, you took me only for granted and it fucking hurts.", her lips twitched furiously as she began explaining what made her to decline your offer of reversal and downgrading your relationship with her unromantically.

For Momo, it was like she was getting  manipulated over and over again by you without her knowing before but thanks to the girls whom she shared her troubles and difficulties she had from you as attempted to make you amused for her efforts, they helped her cure her blindness from the reality by opening her eyes and deceived mind and it did worked to see and interpret things very clearly for her to wake up from this unhealthy relationship you trapped her in.

They made her realize that you don't love her at all and she didn't deserve to be with a type of guy who only thinks of himself and doesn't show any empathy for what the others might see, think or feel from what you're doing that is undeniably harmful.

That's why Momo also shared her approval of distancing herself away from you and the girls just complied to her, giving her many ways just to easily ran away wherever you try to reach for her.

One of the few examples was that unbeknownst to you, back at during your encounter with Nayeon and Momo in the Seoul Olympic Park, she added another message in the chat box below the one she received from her manager.

It was her suggesting for them both to leave now because she doesn't want to be around with you. Nayeon complied right away when Momo showed it to her as she knew that she had to follow because she is also involved for supporting her friend and her fellow member in her darkest times brought by you.

"Now you had me remember when you used to screw me over, making me believe as if every odd thing I could find between us was something something I was at fault for, as if all of it was something I'd done," she said, her mind filled with images of all the memories she could use to prove that you didn't felt the same true love as she did.

"I don't want to keep living that way, YN. I can't have myself being brought on and just reading into everything you say," she said, shaking her head.

"I thought this is what you wanted? You said you could let it go, right? Then why am I still catching you up trying so hard to hang out with me, YN?", your heart immensely ached when she referred to herself as what she thinks she is now for you.

After she finishes ranting about what you did, you take deep breaths in and out to reduce the intensity of the heartbreaking moment you're sharing with Momo.

You had just watched her wiping her tears out with her handkerchief before you were the one to share your side next.

"I am now aware and guilty of how horrible I treated you, Momo. But still, you didn't have to cut me off like that.", you said, fighting with your own defense for your own perspective of being also the victim here.

"You can't just pretend as if I didn't existed in your whole life, like our past never happened and we were just nothing.", you complained. "I get it and yes it is correct that I don't even need your love but you treat me like as if a ghost, a nobody or a stranger to you and it just feel so rough to me, Momo."

"Having your friends spread you apart from me, either collecting your accounts and numbers then change it was so low of you."

"Don't try to outrun your past. As much as you want to let go and visualizing it like it never happened at all from you, that won't change everything Momo... that we were a thing back then.", you reminded her. Momo just chuckled and looked at you in disbelief.

"You really don't get it.", Momo said while waving her head. She looked at you with those devastated eyes that describes what you were able to give from her since you met her.

She stepped closer and grabbed both of your shoulders just like how she used to love touching and massaging your muscles. "W-why are you doing this to me? Can you just let me be free, YN?"

"I-I can't..."

"Why?"

"I just can't seem to lose you.", you lowered down your head and looked at her with your frown.

Momo just let out a faint smile at your touching words yet not sincere for her. "I used to say it repeatedly to myself too when you left, YN. But do you know the difference between you and I?", she leaned closer her mouth beside your ear.

"I loved you and took our relationship seriously, but you don't and you never did."

"We're not the same. This is all new. I don't need you anymore in my life. Not after what you did to me.", she said while a shaky voice, pointing her finger at you.

A teardrop escaped in your eyes, running down in your cheek.

"Really, tears?", she rolled it in her mouth as she watched that unexpected product of your pain that consumes you inside. "This is what you wanted right? I bet you were even glad that we're over.", you failed to dodge that one because what she said was true. You were even anticipating for her to fell out of love for you.

"So this is it? Are you sure?", you flashed a bitter smile at her. "I guess I won't need it though if that so."

" I'm already happy and contented with what I have, your addition is no longer required. As far as I'm concerned, yes. We're done."

"Now you're just somebody that I used to know, YN.", she said as she cupped the side of your cheek, tracing the face of the man she wanted to marry and build her own family in the future when she retires before she starts making her way out.

Your heart shambles into pieces when you felt a massive pain when she mentioned you like that. All of your thoughts and slight fear  that she was pretending as if you were never there whenever you are just steps around from her became true because she really was doing it purposefully.

You grabbed her arm and she tried to escape from your hold but left matched with your strength.

"Wait, wait... Momo... you're kidding right?", you chuckled nervously.

"Let me go, YN.", she said sternly as she shaked her arm aggressively to get rid of your lock.

"Are you serious? I know, I didn't even need your love but you can't just forget me like that..."

"THEN WHY DID YOU EVEN TOOK MY CONFESSION IF YOU DIDN'T?!", she gave you multiple strong hits around your upper body but you withstand them all.

"BECAUSE I THOUGHT THAT YOU WERE RIGHT FOR ME! I-....", you lessened the tightness of your grip from Momo's wrist, heartbeat rising and body trembling in unease. "I tried to be like you, Momo."

She huffed in the air, looking at you ridiculously. "And I wanted you to be better than that. I never forced you to stay with me. I needed your real love not fake it with mercy."

You finally let your hands fall from her skin, eyes became glossy and blurry from the tears barging to flow out as you watched Momo slowly distancing herself away from you. Only her sobs could be heard around the rooftop, her echo of despair ruining the glamorous background surrounding you two.

"Don't go, please...", you begged.

"I was prompted to say the same as you but knowing how well you took it, I guess it really was a right idea that I simply swallowed it in hesitation.", she said inside her head.

Stopping at the gate, she paused and added one last words to say for you, rotating her body to glance at you one last time, a sorrowful smile plastered within her.

"You still couldn't say that one word I only want to hear from you to see if there's still some hope left in you. But... I guess it's too late. They're right, you're so selfish and narcissistic indeed.", you listened to her as you remained bowing your head.

"Perhaps you should try reflecting yourself, take this as my way of saving other women out there who might adore you someday not to end up like me.", she left and went downstairs as she tried to mask her shattered tear-stained face returning from her members; leaving you all alone speechless to process every rants that Momo unleashed to you that came from her heart, all caused by you.

You have no idea what will happen to you in the future. But from what you heard from Momo, maybe you'll consider listening about it since somehow she got a point too.

All you've known so far was that she is still the one you prefer, and it puzzles you the most that maybe she was actually right all along that you are in the wrong side here and this is a pure karma of your mistreatment for Momo.

Returning back your sight at the dim sky, mind full of thoughts and heart damaged as you emitted another sound of cries concerning Momo's clarification of rejecting you and her desire to erase your existence from her world forever.

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[talesofthepinktape]

April 17th, 2024: Nest

A/N: the prompt for this piece came from @creativepromptsforwriting monthly prompts list. This one, for the 17th of April, had the word "nest" attached to it. Since this prompt is about an OC of mine I've never written about before, I'll give some context.

Context: this one-shot focuses on my OC, Daiyu and is set in Avatar: The Last Airbender. Daiyu is the youngest child and only non-bender in a high-ranking Fire Nation family. Growing up, her family essentially forced her into becoming the caretaker of the Prince and Princess, and eventually their friends (Mai and Ty Lee).) She was essentially parentified by all the adults around her, and never really learned to prioritize herself. Throughout the show, I imagine that she'd learn to love herself and make herself a priority. This is just a one-shot that sort of peers into her mindset.

This was also written in, like, two-ish (?) hours and is not edited at all lol. I'm sorry for how terrible this likely is lol.

The baby bird was small and delicate looking, even from a distance, but the stark white of its feather made it stand out. It was difficult for Daiyu to tell what type of bird it was—then again, it was sort of difficult to see much of the outside from the heavy shells of the Fire Nation Royal Palace. But alas, Daiyu was nine and determined, so she kept her gray eyes dialed in on the sight. The baby bird was balanced at the edge of its nest, its mother hovering close by. Daiyu had zoned out the palace aide’s lecture a while ago, having instead focused on the progress of the bird.

There had been five baby birds in total, but each had taken off already. The one left was still flapping its wings nervously, ignoring its mother’s gentle attempts at takeoff.

“Daiyu!”

Her whole body jerked and stiffened at the harsh bark, her eyes snapping away from the winged duo to the palace aide. The aide—whose name she couldn’t even remember—had her lips drawn in an angered sneer, flames practically dancing in her dark eyes.

“Have you not been paying attention this entire time, you foolish girl? You have responsibilities! What in spirits’ name are you even looking at anyways?” the aide snarled.

Daiyu’s eyes flickered back to the nest, barely having time to absorb the mother and the baby still being there, as she stammered out a shaky, “I-I’m sorry, i-it was just—”

“Oh, it doesn’t matter, child,” the aide interrupted, her hand raised. The gesture was meant to simply stop Daiyu, but the girl couldn’t hold back the instinctive flinch. The flinch didn’t escape the aide’s vision, and Daiyu could’ve sworn she saw the barest hint of a smirk. “What matters is you preparing the Prince and Princess for their week ahead. Now, you’ll be accompanying Zuko—”

In her steadfast observation, Daiyu had almost forgotten about her duties. Right. She’d been six when her parents had informed—no, ordered—that she befriend the Fire Lord’s children and serve them in whatever way they needed. Initially, Daiyu was excited at the prospect and jumped at it. At first, it had almost been fun—making meals for the Prince and Princess, gathering toys for them, finding the best trainers for their bending. But then it’d grown tiresome—having to cool down Azula from her temper tantrums, soothing Zuko’s insecurities, always cleaning up after their messes.

It hadn’t taken long for the responsibilities to extend to Mai and Ty Lee, as well. Daiyu couldn’t even remember the last time she’d been with her friends (were they really her friends if her only role was to babysit them?) and had simply been having fun, instead of having to worry about the next task on her list.

And to their credit, they all seemed to be uncomfortable with her forced role, at the very least. Mai would find Daiyu, curled up in a ball in a corner and shaking with tears trailing down her face, and would simply sit quietly with a hand on her shoulder while the younger girl calmed down. Azula’s sharp features would soften just the slightest bit at the fatigue in Daiyu’s eyes and the exhausted curve of her shoulder before she’d quietly tell Daiyu to go take a break. Ty Lee would entertain her with her acrobatic tricks, distracting her with chatters of aura colors and how much fun it’d be to see the world. And then Zuko was the most vocal about it, standing up abruptly as he spotted the cruel palace aide. His eyes would glow from anger, a command barked at the aide in Daiyu’s honor.

So, yes, at least her friends were aware of the unfairness. Yet Mai’s comfort would only be temporary, Azula’s order would last an hour before the aide or Daiyu’s older sister would track down the non-bender and drag her back, Ty Lee’s chirping would be interrupted by the same duo, and Zuko’s protests would be quieted by Daiyu’s hand on his shoulder.

She couldn’t measure up to her family’s success. Daiyu wasn’t the notorious personal bodyguard of the Fire Lord, like her mother. She wasn’t the feared and ruthless general, like her father. And she wasn’t the brilliant, firebending prodigy like her older sister. She was just a girl. As far as Daiyu was concerned, the only way she could measure up to their greatness was by trying to forge her friends into a path of glory for themselves. It became apparent to her early on that Daiyu wouldn’t be known for her work on the front line—so why not be known for being the one behind the scenes?

While her mind wandered and reflected, her hand frantically scribbled down the aide’s plans for the week. As the aide turned her back to retrieve something, Daiyu’s eyes flickered out the window to the nest and her heart sunk.

The baby bird and its mother were gone.

***

It marked about a year since Ozai had banished Zuko, and since Daiyu had requested to go along with him. Their journey for the Avatar had taken them across the globe, and there were several moments where Daiyu smiled as she remembered Ty Lee’s reassuring chatters about traveling.

It had been too long since she’d been with her friends. They wrote often—Azula and Mai were, to a pleasant surprise, frequent writers. Ty Lee wrote the most—penning entire essays about the guards she (tried) to talk to that morning, or the new acrobatic trick that she just had to show Daiyu next time they met. Azula was probably next up; she boasted about her progress in training and mocked Zuko (or as she exclusively referred him to, in what was condescending even through ink, Zuzu), but would always cap off her letters with a command for Daiyu to keep in touch. And Mai wrote the least—and it was often a repeat of her complaints of boredom and her parents’ hovering—but she still made sure to tell Daiyu about what type of flowers were planted that week or what kinds of birds flitted about.

And yet speaking of birds—Daiyu remained carefully perched in the embrace of a tree. She kept her arms draped over a branch and her feet slotted into the nooks of it as her gray eyes excitedly kept watch. A small, white baby bird was just about to take flight. It was flapping its wings, excitedly toeing the edge of its nest. Even its mother, keeping watch from behind, was straightening with pride.

This week’s journey had taken them closer to the Earth Kingdom—in some tiny village that Daiyu couldn’t remember the name of. While Zuko was off searching for leads (and Iroh searching for tea), she’d wandered off after discovering an independent path. The path had taken her up and down, left and right, winding throughout the forest. With her satchel full of water and food, she’d been content to bask in nature for the afternoon as she followed the path’s guidance.

The path had led to a small, secluded lake. Fresh grass and vibrant flowers stood tall around it, with trees arching up in unique patterns. The lake itself was clear and cool, fishes merrily swimming about. Frogs croaked, hopping around in the dirt and mud while insects and bugs zipped about. Daiyu had forged a lunch (?) for herself out of berries and nuts she’d found around it. When she had spotted the baby bird in its nest, her eyes had widened as she scrambled up a tree that was an appropriate distance away.

And now, Daiyu’s limbs were contently flayed about as she focused on them intently. Moments like these—where she felt light and carefree—were rare ones. There’d been occasional afternoons as a girl where she’d had no responsibilities, and even then she’d been content to sit back and watch as her friends played games. Moments like these had become even rarer since traveling with Zuko, as her best friend’s gaze grew increasingly tinted with anger and resentment with each day. And Daiyu knew that in an hour or two, she’d have to pack up and turn back around. She knew she’d have to return to the ship and explain to a fuming Zuko where she’d wandered off to. She knew she’d have to sit patiently as he vented on and on about whatever issues were bugging him, without ever being asked about how she was doing.

But that was in an hour or two. For now? Daiyu had the birds.

The baby bird’s wings were flapping even more energetically, excited chirps floating through the air. Daiyu grinned in excitement, leaning forward on her perch. The baby bird began scurrying around, almost hopping in place as it prepared. It ruffled out its wings, turning its gaze to the horizon. The young one almost seemed to begin ducking forward, but abruptly halted to a stop. It turned its gaze back to its mother. Daiyu squinted and leaned forward even more, testing the delicate balance of her branch.

The protesting groan of the tree was drowned out by the young one’s actions. Whatever communication passed between mother and child seemed to encourage the baby bird. It turned back around.

It fluffed its wings.

It hopped in place.

And it began to move forward—

“DAIYU!”

It felt like the entire lake flinched, joining Daiyu in her surprised jerking motion. A startled shout escaped Daiyu—her feet slid out of her perch, and her arms flailed as she fell from her position. Air whooshed past her as she went tumbling, and her hands scrapped painfully on bark as she just barely managed to grasp onto a below branch. Her hands gripped it tight, her body swinging wildly as she attempted to still and calm her movements.

Her heart pounded out of her chest as her body swung to a stop. Her steely gaze was stuck to the branch, testing its strength, before moving below her. Her once pounding heart decided to switch paths and skip a beat at the sight of Zuko, his hands on his hips and a disapproving scowl on his face. Yet, if she looked carefully, Daiyu could’ve sworn there was concern there. Next to him, Iroh stood with a surprised and curious look on his face. The look didn’t stay there for long as he laughed heartily.

“Daiyu, my dear, what on earth are you doing up there?” Iroh asked, stepping closer to her tree.

Daiyu glanced back up at the branch, flicked over to the where the baby bird had been startled into staying, and then back at her companions, “Ummmm… just hanging around?”

Her weak question drew another hearty laugh from Iroh. Zuko stepped forward, mouth open and ready to undoubtedly bite off a scolding comment. Zuko took in his friend’s carefree grin and bright eyes—he hadn’t seen that from her in a while.

The Crown Prince instead held his tongue. He swallowed and called up to her, “Well, how do you plan to get down?”

Daiyu seemed to falter at that, her gaze still bouncing around. She absentmindedly swayed her body from left to right at the question. “Well, you see, the funny thing is my Prince is that I, as of now, do not have a plan. Unless you count swaying as a plan. If so, then I plan to sway.”

Iroh grinned, shaking his head fondly as he looked up at her. A smile fought at Zuko’s face, but he kept it down to barely a curl. With a rare softness in his voice, Zuko told, “And that might be fun for now, but you can’t sway forever.”

And Daiyu, a future Lady of the Fire Nation and one of the Prince’s most trusted allies, decided to respond by sticking her tongue out and blowing a raspberry.

This time the smile on Zuko’s face escaped. Iroh stepped closer to the tree, “This, Lady Daiyu, might be one of the few occasions where Prince Zuko is right. You cannot sway forever. Just let go, and we’ll catch you.”

Iroh had barely finished his sentence before Zuko slid up to his side. The trio had been in stickier situations. Uncle and nephew shifted around, extending their arms to catch the youngest member of their trio. After they situated, forming a human basket with their arms, they glanced up expectedly at Daiyu in her tree.

Daiyu looked at them, glanced back to check on the bird still gaining confidence in its nest, and back at her companions. She shrugged, “You’ve won this time, Uncle Iroh.” Daiyu let go, batting aside the butterflies in her stomach as she dropped through the air with a squeal. Air zipped past her, catching on her hair and her clothes before stilling as she landed. Daiyu was quick to spring out of their embrace, straightening and gazing at her now bloodied palms.

“How badly did you injure them?” Zuko asked, grabbing at her hands. He peered at them closely, while Iroh hummed softly in the background.

“Not too bad, I’ve had worse,” Daiyu shrugged.

“I’ll patch them up at the ship,” Zuko swore. Daiyu made a noise of agreement before craning her head back.

“Check it out, I think that baby bird was—”

A figure burst forth from the path, startling all three of them. They instantly snapped into defensive positions; gazes focused on the stranger.

“Prince Zuko!”

The title resulted in a confused shift from the trio before adrenaline slowed down and made them take in the stranger’s Fire Nation uniform. They all relaxed at the sight. “We think there may have been a lead! We have to go!”

In a slip second, whatever softness lived in Zuko was buried by his hardened demeanor. His face hardened and his shoulders straightened, “Well, what are we waiting for? Everyone, back to the ship. NOW!”

Daiyu and the guard both jumped, while Iroh remained steady. Zuko wasted no time barreling forward, and Daiyu followed right behind him. The sting in her palms was neglected for the habit of following her Prince’s lead.

And perhaps if the Lady had stayed behind a moment longer, she would’ve seen the baby bird finally flap its wings and take off into the sky.

***

These moments of unfiltered joy were becoming few and far in between. With the threat of Ozai on their backs and the approach of Sozin’s Comet, everyone had been a bit quieter. More on edge. It had been Aang’s idea to take a break at the tucked away beach area and take a day off. Sokka and Toph were quick to agree, while Katara and Daiyu needed more of a push. Ultimately, however, the afternoon resulted in Team Avatar frolicking and splashing in the cool water.

Daiyu’s face almost hurt from the stretch of smiling. She’d taken a breather, sitting herself on a towel laid out across a rock. Daiyu was careful to not mess up the crown of delicate pink and yellow flowers on her head. Earlier in the day, shortly after all five of them had begun to participate in the relaxation period, Sokka had stopped splashing at Aang to ogle Daiyu (which was, admittedly, quite typical of the Water Tribe boy.)

Katara had used her bending to drench Sokka in a wave. Despite her attempts at embarrassing her big brother, Sokka had simply jumped to attention and ran off in the distance—yelling that he had something of extreme importance to do. The rest of Team Avatar simply gazed at each other and shrugged before resuming their activities—it had quickly turned into a splashing contest, with the team of Katara and Aang going against Toph and Daiyu.

Around thirty to forty-five minutes later, Sokka strutted back. A proud smile lined his features, and his shoulders were pushed back as he presented a carefully constructed flower crown to the group. “My dearest lady Daiyu,” he had proclaimed dramatically while bending to his knee, “I present you with a crown only as half as beautiful as you are.”

Daiyu, whose face had turned scarlet, bounded out of the water and to her boyfriend with a giggle, “Well thank you, my beloved warrior. I shall accept this crown generously!”

She’d barely maintained the dramatic demeanor as she fixed the crown onto her head. The couple had ignored the trio reacting in the background.

“BOOOO!!!!”

“Get a room!”

“Really? On our day off?”

Needing a break, she’d sent Sokka back off to the water with a kiss to cheek (which he may or may not have almost fainted at receiving.) And now, she was content to simply watch her friends play about. Daiyu tried to brainstorm what they may need to do later—where to sleep, where to get food. Yet, she was quick to shake off those thoughts. Even Toph was able to spot her moments of worrying, and her friends were always quick to take the pressure off of shoulders.

(“We’ll figure these things out together,” Katara had said once, with a kind smile. Aang had nodded in agreement, “Yeah, like Katara said. We’re a team, we’ll figure it out.”)

Maybe instead she’d think of what else to do on her day off. Sokka would almost definitely want to take her out on a “date”—or at least do something to spoil her. Aang would be ecstatic to play a game of some kind, and Toph would be thrilled at the prospect of beating Aang in said game. And Katara would most likely just be content to float around the water, using her bending to forge a path for them to follow. A smile bloomed on Daiyu’s face at the ideas.

Alright, maybe Aang’s suggestion of a day off was a good one.

Daiyu hummed a song as she let her gaze travel. It was truly a beautiful area—thick and heavy trees stretching up high, boasting deep green leaves and succulent fruits. Rocks of varying size and shape splayed along the warm dirt. If she ventured out more, Daiyu was certain she’d find multi-colored seashells and vivid starfish clinging to the rocks.

As her soft gaze roamed around, it settled on a nest in the distance. Her head tilted as she leaned forward.

Was it…? Daiyu thought, squinting against the warm rays of sun. Sure enough, a small white bird stood alone in its nest and Daiyu briefly wondered where the mother was. She shook her head—the last time she’d seen a bird and its mother had been around two years ago, after wandering away from Zuko and Iroh—

Her heart caught in her throat at the thought of the them. Daiyu was thrust back into those memories—of Zuko, his gaze wide in disbelief, betrayal, and anger. Of Iroh, unconscious and marred by lightning. More memories clawed to the surface—of Azula, and her staggering frame as she took in Daiyu with her enemy. Of Mai, with her single raised brow expressing her shock. Of Ty Lee, her horrified gasp and hands clasped to her face.

Conflict and sadness tugged at her heart, taking it hostage in their unyielding grasps. Daiyu knew deep down that she did the right thing—joining Aang and Team Avatar. But she couldn’t forget the looks on the faces of her friends. Could she even call them her friends anymore? They probably didn’t see her as one. It was as Zuko had said—no, spit: she was a traitor and nothing more.

Daiyu took a shuddering breath, keeping her eyes on the unsure baby bird. She knew that she had to break away eventually—she couldn’t carry on like she had been. Baring the weight of everyone’s problems and never taking care of herself would’ve killed her at some point. And she felt so loved in Team Avatar. She was sure her Fire Nation friends loved her (or, at least, was somewhat sure), but her newfound friends made her feel included and cherished in a way like never before.

Katara actually listened to her problems, and provided the comfort that Daiyu had never had. She reassured her that the Fire Nation girl had no reason to be insecure, and would always keep a protective eye out on the non-bender. Aang would encourage her to goof off and forget about her duty for a second—his main method being gently tripping her with his air-bending. This would always coax her into chasing after him in a playful rage, spending their time laughing and running about. Even Toph showed her care in her own unique way—always picking Daiyu’s side in their playful arguments, choosing her for a team on their games, etc.

And then there was Sokka, who practically worshipped her. It made Daiyu blush and smile just thinking about it. He was always holding her hand and sticking close by, making sure she had drunk enough water and eaten enough. He always pushed her hair out of her face, or even brushed it in the mornings when it was quiet and just the two of them.

A softer smile took over her face, hugging her knees close to her chest. Longing for her old friends still tugged at her chest, but a newer, gentler feeling wished to take its place. She’d still think about her old friends, her old life; but at least Daiyu had found a family to settle into.

Family. Huh, on second thought, Daiyu didn’t think she’d ever had a proper family. Sure, she had parents and an older sister, but the relationship there was strained at the very best. And her old gang of friends had certainly tried to be a family for her (and she for them), but all of their efforts fell through. It was just a half-hearted attempt at it, with ideas jotted down but never finished.

But here? With Sokka and Katara and Toph and Aang? That attempt was complete.

Something cold and wet splashed at her face. Daiyu gasped at the interruption, but soon let her smile grow to a grin as Toph approached.

“Okay, princess, you’ve spent enough time moping out here,” the Earthbender stated, her hands on her hips. Her unseeing eyes roamed near Daiyu, and something soft almost passed over her features. Toph shifted a little in place, “… something going on?”

Daiyu paused, her eyes going back to the baby bird. Her heart leapt and she straightened as she witnessed the baby bird dart forward, flapping its wings. It took off into the sky, curving and soaring about the clouds. Ecstatic chirps floated through the air; the bird’s glee infectious. The bird didn’t stay for long—it simply flew over to a couple of trees down. There, a small gathering of birds and one larger one awaited the lone flier. They all seemed to crowd their sibling in congratulations. The mother sat back, but attentively gazed at her children and was straightened with pride.

Daiyu shook her head, grin in place and eyes on the bird, “No, nothing’s going on, Toph.” Daiyu’s gaze went back to the younger girl, softening. Daiyu carefully removed her flower crown and set it down next to her. Next, she gracefully stood and stretched. Daiyu smirked, “C’mon, let’s go kick their butts.”

Toph’s face broke out into a grin, “Now, that’s more like it! You can be my mascot!”

The Earthbender darted back to the water and Daiyu laughed at her friend’s actions. Her gaze went back to the bird and its flock.

If the bird can figure things out, then so can I, Daiyu thought as she rejoined her friends in the water, one step at a time.

[goblins-riddles-or-frocks]

What are your thoughts on Alina being Shu in the show? If canon Alina was from Shu Han do you think it would've made any difference? The show kind of wasted this storyline but idk if I prefer Alina actually having a solid backstory or book Alina being this nobody from nowhere that's now a reverred saint. Also I've seen a lot of people from the book fandom hc darkling as shu looking.

I like her being specifically mixed race a lot! Especially with how it ties into her unmoored feeling where she isn’t sure there’s anywhere she truly belongs. I think it could bring really interesting context to her perspective.

When the show and casting were announced I suspected they chose to have her be half Shu because the books are uh pretty racist in that regard! It starts out in subtler ways with the only Asian characters being either the fucking karate teacher trope or Tolya and Tamar as both having essentially renounced their heritage and country completely in order to be counted “one of the good ones” but also the way they’re employed as the only genuinely faithful characters (devoted to the in-books white lead) in the main cast, while shdhff also being presented as untrustworthy when they sell them out to the Apparat?

But then the SoC duology gets sooo much worse with the parem being given a not!opium position as the scary dangerous Drug From The East and the hardcore dehumanized super soldiers from Shu Han whose name I forgot how to spell but omg it really felt like they only existed to be killed in really gruesome and mean spirited ways. Not to mention Wylan’s magic yellowface! That would be terrible on its own but then that’s how the book attempts to remotely deal with racism sjfhfgff by the character in yellowface experiencing micro agressions. It’s just. It’s bad!

I think someone must have said something to LB by KoS or she just realized the implications were decidedly not great because she tries to course correct really hard and shift most antagonistic focus to Fjerda instead. (Too little too late imo 🥲)

So I was assuming the half Shu Alina choice was in a similar vein? But yeah the show did absolutely nothing with it! What a missed opportunity! I was willing to give them the benefit of the doubt with season one where Alina being Shu was only used as an excuse to hurl made up slurs at her, thinking that it might be building to something? …But then it didn’t lol. And that retroactively made the slurs and focus on racism feel so pointless and mean spirited. It felt like an admittance that her being hit over the head constantly with racism wasn’t at all integral to the story and she could’ve been a mixed race protagonist all along without any of that!

But yeah all that being said, I like the concept of Alina being mixed. But I also wouldn’t trust Leigh Bardugo with it? Like everything I already mentioned in the books aside, I think she has a terrible habit of giving her POC characters very racialized suffering in their backstories. I strongly disliked how she handled race with both Inej and Zoya. Zoya was worse imo because she was initially clearly written to be white, but once we got a race retcon for her she suddenly has a never before hinted at poverty and child bride backstory when she’s primarily been associated with privilege before? Like the problem isn’t that she has a tragic backstory, but all the choices felt very racialized. I also just found it slimy how officially commissioned art etc had her visibly brown then the books make a point of saying multiple times that she just… looks white? Just leaves a bad taste in my mouth like she wants the representation brownie points without being willing to commit in canon. So idk as much as I’d love a POC protagonist, if Alina was half Shu in the books as well I wouldn’t trust LB to not give her a weird racial caricature tragic backstory. I do think we could still have the “no backstory just came out of nowhere” thing with her being mixed, I don’t think that has to be canceled out. Like it’s mentioned that Keramzin regularly takes in “war orphans” and border areas tend to be racially mixed. But yeah I just think LB would probably get weird with it. (She was admittedly better with race in Ninth House, but I suspect that also had to do with the real world contemporary setting)

Also the Darkling thing isn’t an HC it’s from a one off line in Demon in the Wood! It’s mentioned that he can, and has, passed as Shu. It’s ahdhf never mentioned again though and kind of wild tbh considering the very visibly white face casts she’s talked about for him in the past?? But that’s just word of god whereas the line in DitW is canon so 🤷‍♀️

[ladespeinada]

i’ve been listening to my spotify on shuffle nearly non-stop for the past few days as i’ve been wrapping up the last bits of packing & cleaning my soon-to-be-former apartment, and i keep thinking about season finales and song usage, and how some of my favourite finales use radiohead.

my mad fat diary, season three finale uses both exit music (for a film) and creep

the bear, season one finale uses let down

yellowjackets, season two finale uses street spirit (fade out)—to absolutely devastating effect, that song should only ever be used lightly and they fucking pulled it off!!!

i’m not going anywhere in particular with this, i just really love radiohead and hearing them in my favourite shows hits me where i live. and i keep thinking about what radiohead song could’ve been used in the bear’s season two finale if they wanted to do the same thing again, and i think it would have to be:

how to disappear completely to keep a similar tone to REM’s half a world away

a wolf at the door to completely transform the note the season ended on into one of ~anxiety and dread~

talk show host for a tune that combines the energy of both of the above (might be TOO on the nose, lyrically, but the line “you want me? … / i’ll be waiting / with a gun and a pack of sandwiches” is so good lol)

[theemporium]

I think the fan spirit is just at an all time low right now. it sucks. i’m so upset lol. i think I’m most upset ab him laughing/brushing the fans off yk. with every other kind of fan base, everyone always says they wouldn’t be there without the fans. or the fans fund their careers so they should feel grateful. but that’s not the case w f1. if nobody showed up they’d be fine bc the investments come from all over, Rolex are still paying them regardless so ig I just feel kinda useless/replaceable idk

like ik a lot of fans are mainly just feeling underappreciated which is never a nice feeling

I don’t think charles laughing about the fans being stressed was not a great thing to do, but I don’t think it was necessarily done maliciously

but it’s normal for fans who are invested in this sport and the drivers to feel low after what could’ve been another bad race when this was probably our best weekend for both drivers🥲

[the-pjo-analyst]

Chapter 18 - Annabeth Does Obedience School

Theme of the day: Affection

I had the theme as something else but one of the final lines of the chapter made me change it: “Even here in the Underworld, everybody -even monsters- needed a little attention once in a while.” Affection, both in the sense of offering love or offering sympathy, seems to fit better than what I had before lol.

I’ll start with the spirits at the studio bc honestly, how messed up is it that you have to pay your way to just get into the underworld. That’s so classist. Like not including the children that Charon mentioned (which is terrible in itself), there’s also people who are poor or homeless. Even like hermits or people who choose not to have worldly possessions. Forced to spend centuries in a waiting room just because they don’t have anything to pay for their boat trip. Sounds very Catholic.

But damn, Charon really has to rough though lol. It’s not his fault the underworld system is so dysfunctional. He has to deal with millions of spirits every day, keep order in the studio, transport people in the underworld, and all by himself. He really does need a raise lmao. Percy buttering Charon up is always entertaining to read lol, I love parts like that in stories. Bonus points if they end up being part of your found family 😂

I hope Annabeth does go back to visit Cerberus if she’s ever able to. It’s sweet how emotional she got over leaving him even after such a short time together. What dreary jobs these beings have for all eternity. It’s been too long since I’ve read these books, but I feel like quite a few times Percy or someone else escapes their enemies because they offer a bit of kindness or sympathy (whether it’s sincere or not). I mean even last chapter, Percy defeated Crusty bc he appeared to show some appreciation of what he does. I suppose it goes to show how true that line about people needing a little attention is.

I want to give a moment of appreciation to the trio and how supportive they are of each other. They’re all about uplifting and comforting each other in their most vulnerable moments, like when Grover and Annabeth reassure Percy about going to confront Hades. And even though they know how bleak their odds are, at least they have one another. That moment when Annabeth grabs Percy’s hand for reassurance that there’s someone living on a boat full of dead souls will always be EVERYTHING. Perfection. Showstopping. That kind of non-romantic vulnerability is just *chefs kiss*

Small things:

Idk why but the Charon in my head opened his mouth and Idris Elba’s voice came out 😂 How iconic if he could’ve made a cameo in the tv show ahaha

Percy’s 12 year old brain really went “give big doggo big stick” and they all just rolled with it huh

Actually I feel like even 17 year old Percy would still come up with that idea ahaha

Previous: Chapter 17 - We Shop for Water Beds

Next: Chapter 19 - We Find Out the Truth, Sort Of

[releasemefromthevoid]

MY ATLA LIVE ACTION S1E8 THOUGHTS

EP7

Alright guys, this is the end of it. Not gonna lie, I thought this was a little… underwhelming. They’re focusing a lot on the aftermath of a battle, which could be cool if done correctly. I wasn’t that into it.

At the very least, this episode, the visuals went crazy! We had the red color grading when Tui was captured, and the monochrome gray with the specific highlights when she was dead. La’s possession of the Avatar looked incredible as well. They sold it as a fairly awe-inspiring moment, but I think this moment was undermined a little in other ways.

I think there are a lot of little inconsistencies throughout the show that really culminated here. Some of my worries were resolved, but some of them really weren’t. 

In any case, I think this was fine for a season finale. It fit the tone of the show and went harder than the other episodes to end things off. 

I’ll write a full series review tomorrow, I’m trying to go to sleep.

Live reactions under the cut

well i do love seeing strategy sokka

disappointed by the lack of catapults on the ships so aang couldn’t creatively use them to destroy the ship

did iroh just tell zuko to swim in freezing waters? lol

wait we already did koh, so what’s up with tui and la? how are we gonna figure out where they are? are we even gonna see the spirit oasis? 

oh so. we’re introducing the war balloons now? early for the fire nation? with a vague reference to the mechanist? how’d they even get the plans? sure do wish we’d seen more about those before, besides just making them. maybe used one to take down the firebenders invading the northern air temple? maybe a fire nation soldier could’ve found the remains of a balloon. just a thought

the. ice moon?

AND YET THEY INTRODUCE THE CONCEPT OF LION TURTLES NOW!! this is BAFFLING to me

so tui and la only take physical form once a year in this version? huh

and he’s gonna kill tui with KURUK’s spirit knife. interesting macguffin

THEY ALMOST KILLED OFF MOMO????!!! JAIL

okay so there is the spirit oasis. and they’re using it to bring back momo

sorry that was actually genuinely deeply upsetting. they just did something illegal i swear to god. don’t fuck with the animals

i am Not believing that katara is skilled enough to fight zuko. sorry but it’s not happening. she hasn’t even been trained. “you found a master haven’t you”. no zuko, she hasn’t. NO ONE HAS TRAINED HER. “yes, you’re looking at her.” katara, someone called you a master once, girl, that doesn’t mean you Are one

good lord that’s so red. i like that they kept that visual cue though

tui: dea. the color grading on this is still good too. the only colors we really see are the flashes of yellow and red with the fire balls being thrown around. theoretically, everything else should be grayscale/monotone, with the exception of yue’s blue eyes (which i don’t believe are blue in this adaptation). i don’t really have complaints about the look of things

okay la, your turn

do we need a “reality of war” moment again? tbh i feel nothing for these people. 

oh yue’s eyes ARE blue. chill

hey what do you mean “you’ll be lost forever”. something something killed in the avatar state killed forever can’t reincarnate

okay la possession looks cool as hell. obsessed with these visuals

though idk if it’s just me, but people are really trying to get the “avatar is gone”, “there’s no more avatar”, “you’ll be lost forever” thing across huh. i feel like that kind of undersells the moment when seemingly everyone knows what’s going on. 

zuko’s gonna fight zhao now why? purely so zhao can give zuko a moment of realization, got it

and then he tries to kill zhao. i still think zuko would never.

and now zhao is almost certainly dead, because iroh pushed him off. and zuko didn’t have that moment of offering mercy, and zhao didn’t have the moment of rejecting that mercy. this IS a downgrade

woahhh hahn dead confirmed. wish i could celebrate, but he’s nice now

so pakku is NOT becoming katara and sokka’s grandfather in this one. i bet we won’t even learn the significance of katara’s necklace

SHE IS NOT A MASTER STOP SAYING THAT. SHE LEARNED OFF OF ONE (1) WATERBENDING SCROLL WITH ZERO SUPERVISION

sorry are you relying on bumi for earthbending training? you haven’t even started waterbending. this bumi is barely reliable from your interactions with him

oop there goes omashu. weird that we’re seeing the takeover

okay. sozin’s comet. i thought you were taking that out? was that just a lie then? shouldn’t aang know about that? might actually make him learn waterbending. considering the series just ended. and he HASN’T EVEN LEARNED WATERBENDING YET

liked: the visuals went so hard, no kataang romance

worried about for potential season 2: zuko's arc

disliked: zuko and zhao's fight, katara "mastering" waterbending despite never having trained with a master, aang literally not even once showing that he was the avatar outside of the avatar state (not learning ANY waterbending)