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chihoshisai · 1 year

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Tenderness and Warmth

Fandom : Black Clover / Pairing : You x Julius / Genre : (imo its mild but it depends on the person) smut and fluff, lighthearted / Other : if you prefer reading it on ao3 it's also there

Summary : After a long day of mutual pinning, You and Julius can finally secretly let it loose once night has fallen and most of his duties are over. Each night brings about a new compliment on his part followed by another shower of physical affection.

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“Your hair is so long!”

Julius sat by your side. One of his favorite things to do after a long day of work and some intimate lovemaking was to compliment you. Each night, he managed to shine light upon a different feature of yourself, which made the feelings you felt for him bloom even more. He never ran out of ideas and most importantly never pointed out the same perfection twice in one night. During the day, he would compliment your overall beauty or say that your current attire suited you well, but at night – as you laid bare before him – he would never resort to such superficial claims.

“They are soft and fair. You must take good care of them,” he said, stroking the waist long hairs.

“Don’t even get me started on my haircare routine,” you said with a smile.

“Do share!” Julius said eagerly. The secret was good genes and in fact you didn’t do anything special but use shampoo and conditioner. Afraid of disappointing Julius, you put a finger to your lips, indicating they were sealed and he gave you a pout.

“They are too beautiful for you to let them be everyday.” Julius began.

You stared down at the slightly disheveled hairs who shielded your nipples from being shown. You never bothered to style them let alone worry about how they looked.

“Braids would enhance their beauty!” he finished, before taking a part and making a poor attempt at putting together a braid. You scoffed at his struggle and gently put your hands on his to part them. You took back the part of your hair which Julius was holding and showed him the motions.

“I see! So that’s how it’s done! How fascinating!” he beamed. Whenever he shocastes his – childish – enthusiasm, you couldn’t help but be reminded of a golden retriever wagging its tail. Julius Novachrone, the Wizard King with a hobby of sneaking off of work to discover new magic was now showing eagerness at the idea of learning how to do a braid, all while wearing nothing but his underwear. Who would have thought? You handed him the braid you started and his excitement and contagious smile spread to you. He treated the hair with so much unfamiliarity, the braid wound up loose and undid itself.

“Oh,” he frowned.

“Do it again,” you encouraged him.

He did it once more and this time, tied it with a ribbon he fetched, seemingly satisfied with himself. A waist length braid now descended from the right side of your neck and down to the bedsheets.

“I knew it!” Braids do enhance the overall look of your hair.” he said.

You stroked it, as ideas of hairstyles raced through your mind. You made a mental note to call upon your maid in order to help you out the next morning. The thought of Julius’ reaction made you bite your lips who threatened to let escape a snort.

“Do you not like it?”

You snapped back to reality and shook your head fervently. “No that’s not it. I love it.” Julius’ heart sunken face made you cup his cheeks, “I’m honored you made it for me. It’s not everyday someone gets to have their hair braided by the Wizard King.” You gave him a sneer, and he scoffed, amused by your words. “Do you believe me now?”

“Under normal circumstances yes, but I am not here as the Wizard King,” he added with a playful look in his eyes.

“Do you not believe me Julius?” you stroked his cheeks. “I love it, I love everything you do for me, to me. I love you.” You saw his face flush, as you gave his lips a light peck.

“I believe you now,” he wrapped his hands around your waist, “and I too, love you very much.”

He returned the peck tenfold. Pressing his lips against yours with fervent motions, only parting to allow you both some air, before leaning back in again. It was already past midnight, and you knew there was no stopping him until he was sure that you were satisfied. The usual round two involved some lighter, delicate intimacy after the longing and mutual pining from a long day of work unfolded as soon as you both reached the bedroom. You slid a hand from his cheek to grab his neck, and the other down to his chest. With great motions, you guided the kiss until you moved to your desired position. As you sat on his lap, allowing one hand to run rampant on his upper body – grazing, scratching, clutching and sinking your nails into his well-built muscles – feeling his hard finger grip the fat of the back of your lower body. To his brief dismay, you parted from the kiss to instead direct your lips to the surface of his neck, both of your hands now resting upon his chest. Julius buried his face on the top of your head, and the sensation of his raspy breath sent a turmoil of butterflies in your stomach.

“I don’t recall telling you how good they smell,” he said in a whispering voice. You smiled in his neck and grazed your nose upon it’s outline.

“No, but I do appreciate the compliment. You couldn’t have picked a better moment to mention it,” you teased.

He brought his hands to your face, lifting it up and pushing back your hair with his fingertips, your cheeks now in his palms. He stared down at you with a forced serious expression that hinted at amusement. “Are you saying I should have kept quiet about it?” he said.

You gave him a patronizing mock of a smile, “you tell me. As a citizen of the Clover Kingdom, I would never dare tell Julius Novachrono what he can and can’t do.”

“You’re such a tease!” he exclaimed. He gave you a loud peck on the forehead, which caused you to chuckle, before he went and closed the distance between his lips and yours.

He moved you down to your back, effortlessly removing his underwear while he was at it. His lips found your collarbone, showering it with kisses, as your hands ruffled his blond hair and ran through his back. A groan of pleasure escaped you – his fingers had found your vulva and were manipulating it with dexterity and experience. The familiar sensation sent quivers up your abdomen, as your cunt responded in pleasure, wetting his finger with warm liquids.

“Julius,” you whimpered. Each moan brought about an increase of movements on his part – one finger playing with your clitoris in clockwise motions whilst the remaining fingers went in and out of yourself, occasionally caressing it’s outer region.

“Say my name once more,” he said. You did as you were told, moaning in between each syllable, as you knew he liked. Clasping your legs around his body, you grabbed his head and directed it towards yourself.

“Kisses,” you demanded. A rain of pecks descended upon your face’s feature before your lips – the final stop – were rewarded. He slumped on you – making sure his full body weight didn’t hinder you – and took your hands, intertwining his fingers in yours. His body heat mingled with yours, whilst you faintly moved yours rhythmically under his. Julius let go of your left hand for a moment, before reuniting both hands back. You felt the inside of your already loosened cunt welcome him back inside for the second time of the night. Your thighs and stomach ebbed with thrill upon the familiar yet still enjoyable thrusting movements of Julius, as he matched his rhythm to yours. You could feel your eyes – tightly shut – roll to the back of your head, as his hips moved his cock slowly inside you. Julius’ lips parted with yours and found your left ears. He breasted deeply in and out from both nose and mouth, surrendering himself to your moans., before he bit the edge of your ear and nimbled it. This was it. You felt your body reach its climax as you gripped his hands tighter. He gave you a peck on the temple before sliding his cock out, and descending down on you to swallow the now done exploding orgasm. He didn’t waste this opportunity to lick your clitoris and let his tongue add pleasure to your sweet spots – cursing you to grip his hair tight and your toe to curl on the bed sheets. He stopped only when he heard your moans to raspy breathings. He smiled, as you released him, parting your arms to allow him to nestle in them.

“You devil,” you teased. “Eating me out right after I come. You should do it more often.”

He chuckled, “I am no devil, but I can certainly do the latter again tomorrow.” He positioned himself on his elbows to look at you, “But didn’t you say earlier that you are in no place to tell me what I can and can’t do?” He stared at you, with his lips curled in a smile and his eyes sneering.

“Julius! Do not bring sex conversations outside of sex.”

“Oh but we are very much still in bed and not done,” he said, and gave you another round of kisses, combined with laughing. You had to beg him to stop otherwise neither of you would get some sleep and god forbids the Wizard King of ever being tired.

The next day, you woke up to an empty bed as usual – no traces of Julius being there last night were left, as being in a public relationship would prove to be a weakness for him. You called upon your maid and tasked her with braiding your hair, prior to going on about your day, already anticipating the tension and discreet kisses from the interactions you would get with Julius, as Marx’s personal aid.

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A/N : this was an attempt at writting smut. it may not be perfect as i'm still learning but constructive criticism and opinions are most welcome :)

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valentine-cafe · 5 months

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. ˚◞♡ 𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒍𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒂 ( 𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐 𝒂𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒂 164 ) — the master of magic◞ ₊˚

⊹ ۪ ࣪ ᥫ᭡ “ your soul brims with the most enchanting magic I've seen in awhile. . . I'll be sure to make it mine. ” ꒱

. ˚◞꒰verse꒱ 164

. ˚◞꒰face claim refs꒱ ( x ) ( x ) ( x ) ( x )

. ˚◞꒰species꒱ primordial rhytaari

. ˚◞꒰ethnicity꒱ italian-spaniard

. ˚◞꒰age꒱ unknown ( millennia old )

. ˚◞꒰gender꒱ male

. ˚◞꒰mbti꒱ entp

. ˚◞꒰aliases꒱ emerald mania, the emerald reaper, the grim reaper, the immortal, the primordial rhytaari, the emerald bane, copper’s right hand, the first sorcerer, the master of magic, ( bunbun<3 )

. ˚◞꒰appearance꒱

𖹭. emerald eyes with slitted, cat-like pupils. sclera and pupils disappear entirely when he is casting certain spells — his eyes might also become completely black. wears undereye eyeliner

𖹭. mid-length, layered, black hair that tickle the base of his neck

𖹭. olive fair skin tone

𖹭. sharp yet ethereal features

𖹭. stands at a tall height o 6’11” ( 210cm ) with a slender build

𖹭. black lips with two gold, thin vertical lip piercings on his lower lip

𖹭. two large, sharp upper fangs and two lowers pairs ( right beside each other )

𖹭. two large black horns protrude right above his forehead and extend upwards and back. with thin gold chains draped along them, dangling emerald gems

𖹭. has a long, black, thin demon-like tail with an arrowed tip

𖹭. long, dark claws that extend from his third knuckles

𖹭. a lean, diamond-shaped emerald gem on the centre of his forehead, light below it is a small emerald dot. both are outlined in gold. these store magic

𖹭. typically wears gold rings, thin gold chains and gold bangles

𖹭. wears a lot of black robes with green trimmings, often robes that hug onto his body

𖹭. gold and emerald navel piercing

𖹭. triple lobe and industrial piercings adorn both of his ears, while a single helix is on his right

. ˚◞꒰personality꒱

𖹭. ever the charming devil, beyond charismatic. quite alluring and mysterious

𖹭. sly and cunning by nature, never lets those around him know his next move

𖹭. brutally honest. even his jokes are blunt, which tend to throw people off. knows exactly how to pierce a soul in the right way with the truth and those souls are perfect for experimentation

𖹭. a malevolent being who is callous in most things that he does, unafraid to crack some eggs

𖹭. he finds his malicious actions amusing and typically keeps a smile even through the most gruesome of things. can have quite the dark sense of humour

𖹭. quite hard to read due to this, one might not know when he truly is joking or genuinely happy

𖹭. can be quite erratic when it all boils down to it and have severe mood swings

𖹭. while he has a short temper, it is barely shown through conventional anger. his smiles and throws passive aggressive or threatening jokes all around. the shift in the atmosphere around him clear enough to make anyone stop talking

𖹭. his true rage is grim and not one to be meddled with

𖹭. caring and playful with those that hold his heart, however

𖹭. quite possessive in nature, definitely yandere esque

. ˚◞꒰with a lover꒱

𖹭. with a lover, emerald shows his more playful side that is not rooted in malice. discreetly leading you into corners of the cottage or wherever you are and trapping you there to fluster and tease you, before tickling you a bit to see your smile

𖹭. incredibly passionate and flirty lover, especially the latter. it ties into his love of seeing you flustered as he displays absolute shamelessness.

𖹭. another one of his favourite things to do is scare you; in the slightest of course. little jumpscares along with the occasional spooky story here and there because he enjoys holding you and kissing away all your little fears.

𖹭. loves it when you cling onto him — it makes it so much easier for him to display his *main source* of affection: physical touch.

𖹭. one of things he cannot stop himself from doing is to pepper kisses all over your face whenever he sees you, his hands giving you small affectionate and loving squeezes around your shoulder blades, waist, hips, thighs, arms — anywhere you allow him to touch. he just wants to show you how much he *loves you.*

𖹭. he often whines whenever you make him let go. he’s always surprising you with random spouts of affection through the day; at times he may even come off as clingy

𖹭. and oh. . . as an artist, emerald finds himself using you as his muse and often sketches you in all different formats yet grows irritated with his inability to capture your absolute beauty. you give him such intense feelings of creativity and yearning, and he becomes so frustrated when he cannot fully express it. . .

𖹭. dates with him walks through the woods and cooking with him.

𖹭. though remember, amongst all this affection and adoration, however, there is a darker side to emerald. he is not all happy and joy house-husband or material boyfriend at times.

𖹭. due to past traumas, he can be rather possessive to the point where it does turn yandere like.

𖹭. he will provide you with everything that you could possibly want and need — why would you need to leave the cottage? he just wishes to keep you safe, surely you understand that?

𖹭. is it to see that human he caught glancing at you during one of the walks in town?

𖹭. he would never want to hurt you, no. . .

𖹭. but he is by no means above locking you away if you refuse to listen.

. ˚◞꒰strengths꒱

𖹭. witchcraft: possesses the ability to manipulate various forms of magic including all variations of magic. this extends into being able to cast a wide variety of spells. has a vast knowledge of mystical spells and incantations invoking names and aspects of various extra-dimensional objects, beings and sources of power.

𖹭. energy projection: the ability to turn his magical energy into tools, objects, weapons, and other items to suit his needs. he can use these projections for other purposes as well, such as create powerful energy blasts and forcefields.

𖹭. wild magic: birthed with wild magic running through his veins, chaos runs through his blood, granting him incredible powers.

𖹭. curses: he has the ability to both cast and lift curses. should you be one of the unlucky ones he decides to curse, it’d be best you find a curse lifter soon, or of course you could beg for him to lift it and spare you more curses in the future.

𖹭. soul trapping: with one swing of a scythe, he can trap souls within its blade and later use them for experimenting and research on soul matter — how the soul works beyond life.

𖹭. soul manipulation/puppetry: he has the ability to manipulate souls. using them as puppets or manipulating with their matter to see how sour and bitter he can turn a soul and then reverse the effects to see what can solve the bitterness.

𖹭. divinity: he is considered a corrupt god and therefore obtains catastrophic abilities, that of which allows him to quite literally have the ability to rip into universes and tear them apart.

. ˚◞꒰weaknesses꒱

𖹭. a very special thing. . .

. ˚◞꒰story꒱

a being of immense power, a master of magic and often considered magic itself.

once destined for greatness, now turned to a life of cruelty and resentment. quite literally the first known sorcerer who had been scorned and aggrieved to such a brutal degree that he finally snapped. after a ritual to resurrect his lost lover results in a nightmare, he morphs from a being who was meant to teach and strengthen to one who tears down and laughs when gods fall.

in an effort to sate his own violent nature and find a way to cure his beloved, he goes on a quest. becoming the first false grim reaper and giving them a bad name in general. snatching souls and experimenting on them; observing how they work, breaking and bending them in any way he sees fit.

alongside his equally as terrible husband, he has learnt that there is no glory in benevolence. instead he thrives on the idea of being malicious and a bane to the divine. inhabiting his forests and woods, luring in unexpecting souls.

why do you think they say to not look into the trees?

. ˚◞꒰relationships꒱

𖹭. copper resentment ( zhào talisen verse 164 ): husband

𖹭. rishen herrera: husband

𖹭. rishen herrera ( verse 1311 ): boyfriend, different universe

𖹭. rishen herrera ( verse 9948e ): friend, different universe

𖹭. nadirian and zenith gods: enemies

. ˚◞꒰misc꒱

𖹭. he is omnilingual but prefers speaking italian and spanish ( castilian )

𖹭. he is an artist and often draws in his free time

𖹭. was given copper’s old scythe and now uses it to “reap” and trap souls. he experiments on these souls, manipulating and testing their limits for his own research

𖹭. he is the reason that people associate reapers with bad omens, he is what people came to know as the malicious grim reaper

𖹭. he haunts woods and forests — he is the reason that the saying “don’t look into the trees” was developed

𖹭. he has a strong hatred for the divine and all that follow them

𖹭. he can travel the multiverse with no restrictions.

#⊹ ۪ ࣪ ᥫ᭡ tea time — alessio 164 ꒱#asterism #teratophillia #terato #sorcerer character #god character #monster character #reader insert #x reader #alessio 164 #alessio agresta 164

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sleepingdeath-light · 1 year

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julie smut hcs ; 18+

requested by ; anonymous (19/06/23)

fandom(s) ; welcome home

fandom masterlist(s) ; sfw | nsfw

character(s) ; julie joyful

outline ; “How about some Julie Joyful general smut hcs please? This request is coming from an adult ~”

warning(s) ; sexually explicit content, switch!julie, semi public sex, food play, mild pain play, voyeurism & exhibitionism

note ; playfellowxxx was the tag created by clown and the team specifically for nsfw content — if you don’t want to see that sort of thing then that is the tag to block

minors and ageless blogs will be blocked

the most versatile switch you could ever imagine — like she’s got zero qualms with bottoming, topping, domming or subbing when you ask and is equally happy to do any

when she’s in a submissive role she’s more of a playful brat and enjoys being put in her place — goading and teasing and joking until you ‘tame’ her out of it for the night

hell she might even play fight you for dominance if she’s feeling especially energetic

though, of course, if it’s clear you’re not in the mood then she’ll be a bit more obedient — though her playfulness is here to stay

as a dominant in bed she’s still very much up for teasing and play, but her actions do have a much darker undertone — for example she’ll challenge and goad you on whilst giving you a look that is very much so telling of what will happen if you actually get bratty with her

an expert brat tamer — it takes one to know one, or so the saying goes

big into informal/makeshift bondage and restraints — hands on wrists or legs, scarves, ties, stockings or whatever it is you two can find

there’s no such thing as serious sex with julie as she’s always able to keep the mood light and the evening exciting and full of laughter and affection

uses a bunch of cutesy pet names for you in bed no matter her role — e.g. ‘sugar’, ‘honey’, ‘baby’, ‘honey-bun’, ‘angel’ and so on

being a rainbow monster rather than a strict humanoid means that there are some distinct differences in how she functions — the main two being that she experiences a sort of mating season/rut and that she has immense stamina in bed

prefers frilly, colourful lingerie but can appreciate the look of leather on you (just not on herself, she’s not a fan of how restrictive it feels)

risky sex is more of a ‘when’ than an ‘if’ with her as it’s only a matter of time before she gets so needy that all of her shame goes out of the window and she drags you behind the nearest solid object to have a quickie

if she had a modern phone she’d 100% be up for sending and receiving nudes and would just randomly sext you in the middle of the day to get a rise out of you

her horns are extremely sensitive and gentle, deliberate stimulation can get her aroused — but too much can be painful for her and cause anything from nausea to migraines, so be very careful

would be up for food play (the messier the better)

she as a very mild sadomasochistic streak and would only really be interested in light pain play: scratching, biting and occasional spanking

loves marking and being marked — especially if it involves biting (she says it’s a rainbow monster thing but it’s 100% a her thing)

very high energy after sex as she usually stops once you’re worn out as opposed to when she is — meaning that aftercare mainly consists of her snuggled into your side whispering about a half dozen different topics as you nod and smile and kiss her and drift off to sleep from sheer exhaustion

but she does make sure that you’re both physically and mentally okay first — she’s far from inconsiderate

loves riding you but she’s also a fan of missionary — generally prefers positions where she can see your face

big into praise and body worship — and bonus points if she’s on the receiving end and you pay particular attention to her soft stomach and thighs (she’ll turn every colour of the rainbow and hide her face in her hands)

would be up for discrete sex toy use — having something inside of her or you with the other one controlling how/when it vibrates whilst you try to go about your day (thinks it’s a fun sort of game)

not especially prudish and if someone asks what the whipped cream is for then she’ll just tell them — unless she knows the other person happens to be sex repulsed, at which point she’ll probably just shrug and mention something about doing a favour for a neighbour

(which is technically true!)

it doesn’t matter where you are when you have sex or what position you’re in; you will always end up with at least one strand of her hair in your mouth

she’s bemused and apologetic but it’s pretty much unavoidable

has a bit of an voyeur/exhibitionist streak and would enjoy mutual masturbation as a form of foreplay — or, alternatively, making you watch her masturbate without letting you touch her or yourself when she’s domming and vice versa for when she’s subbing

#sleepingdeath #playfellowxxx #gender neutral reader #smut #smut hcs #minors dni #minors fuck off #minors don’t touch #welcome home smut #welcome home x reader #julie joyful x reader #julie joyful smut

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polishedforsurvival · 2 years

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Levi’s always been more about actions than words, and that holds true in the way he expresses affection, too. Sure he pays the occasional compliment, has the occasional reassuring word-- he really does know what to say sometimes, even if it doesn’t always come out as gracefully as it could. But he best shows his affection and care through what he does.

Levi cares in the way he checks if you’re getting sleep, if you’ve eaten, in making sure you’re not pushing yourself too hard for too long. It’s holding a dying soldier’s hand, making a comrade a warm cup of tea, or draping a blanket over the shoulders of someone that’s passed out on the couch or at their desk after a long day’s work. It’s adjusting disheveled shirt collars and bolo ties and glasses, it’s helping replace the things that’ve been worn out from use, and making sure you finally take that bath you’ve been neglecting, and not just because you stink.

Levi’s love, in a physical sense, is subtle. It’s quiet. He never learned how to express affection growing up nor how it felt to receive it, outside of fading memories of his mother. Touch doesn’t come easy nor often, but he makes do with what he can. It’s a squeeze to the shoulder, a hand on the back, a light, sometimes playful bumping of shoulders or nudging of elbows. It’s a gentle headbutt to the arm or back, and the way he rests his forehead there for a few seconds after in a display of fondness and comfort. It’s hair ruffling, it’s resting back-to-back, leaning his weight against another’s shoulder, or letting them rest their head on his. It’s comfortable silence. It’s small things that may feel fleeting in the moment, but mean so much more than that.

#headcanon #SHRUGS??#levi's little ways of showing he cares and his little attempts at affection are very important to me #it's also just cute #there will be a... n/s/f/w version of this post eventually... but for now. this.

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imaginethebeautifulworld · 3 years

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Let’s say England has a long-term girlfriend he knows isn’t the biggest fan of marriage bc her family had been really really pushy (before she got the heck out of dodge) about her marrying + reproducing ASAP. How might he react if she came to him and said she was kinda starting to like the general concept of marrying him — that is, the whole ‘together forever’ bit. Thanks!

I confess darling that I have been trying to finish this prompt for well over a year, and I offer my sincerest apologies that it’s taken me this long to finish it. Still, despite my tardiness, I hope you enjoy, and I thank you for your patience with me.

You had never intended to fall in love, not with the constant push of your relatives to fall in line like a perfect child.

First, marriage to someone they deemed acceptable, raising the perfect 2.5 children, followed by quietly settling into parenthood and complaisant contentment until the day you last drew breath.

Truth of the matter was, you had avoided all chances of romance for the first few years after you moved away from home, carefully slipping away from anyone who seemed remotely interested in you.

You knew your folks would have disproved such behaviour had they learnt the truth, but you couldn’t find it in your heart to care. You had your own dreams to pursue, your own story to tell, your own life to live; you didn't need someone by your side to feel complete.

You were happy as you were, finding enjoyment in your work and figuring out your place in the world.

You didn’t need, or frankly want, anything more than that.

That was of course until you met him.

Falling in love with Arthur Kirkland had been a complete accident. He slipped past all of your defenses and took up residence in your heart as if he had always belonged there.

It started out slow enough; at first you simply knew him as a familiar face from the cafe in Waterstones, steaming cup of Darjeeling and a chocolate croissant sitting forgotten on the table in front of him, always too focused on his reading to pay any attention to the outside world. After one particularly crowded Sunday afternoon, he began to transition into your favorite dining companion, the two of you often taking turns paying for each other’s food. Slowly but surely, you began forgetting about your books, too wrapped up in conversation, and before you knew it-

You had come to love every part of him- the gentleman that you begrudgingly introduced to your parents, the rebellious and passionate activist, the cocky and playful little shit who had long ago memorised all the best ways to disarm you, and the ancient soul who cared so deeply, who still stretched himself thin most days in effort to protect each of his loved ones.

You fell in love with his voice, whispering sonnets and sonatas and sweet nothings in your ear while his arms cradled you from behind.

You fell in love with his eyes, still losing your footing sometimes when the light caught them just right, dreaming momentarily of summer forests and grassy glades and the misty dews of spring.

You fell in love with his smiles, from the satisfied grin at stirring up Peter’s ire to the breathless wonder each time you kissed or complimented him, to the bright, beautiful, blinding smile he wore when he was incandescently happy, his entire countenance iridescent from his joy.

You loved him completely- for his devotion, for his sweet gestures, for his damned impishness, for his wit, his sass, and the soft spoken affection.

You loved him: for his patience, for his recklessness, for his resilience, for his possessive pride that was somehow more charming than alarming.

He was unique, an enigma that, even after having lived together for years and dating even longer, kept you on your toes, his energy and random spouts of spontaneity proving to you that, even if you spent one hundred lifetimes with him, he would always remain a puzzle you would never fully solve.

And by God did you want to.

Arthur had stolen your heart away from you before you had even noticed he was close enough to take it, offering his own in its stead.

You had remained reluctant, confided in him your fears about settling down, how much you dreaded becoming trapped in a monotonous rut of tedium. He was quick to reassure you, showing through words and actions far more impassioned and teasing than he had ever shown prior, that an eternity with him could never be boring.

Even on quiet days, like today, with a steady drizzle painting the world in greys, Arthur humming quietly while adding another patch to his denim vest, and no other disturbance apart from the cat’s chittering at the robins playing in a puddle by the iron fence- Even now, you weren’t so much bored as you were pensive.

You had been thinking about a future with him a lot in the past few days, some irrelevant ad on your mobile about wedding venues catching your attention and slithering into the back of your mind.

What kind of wedding would he like? Would Arthur prefer something small and intimate, or would his hubris crave a larger venue, giving him yet another chance to prove to the world that he belonged at your side, no one else? You couldn’t help but wonder if he would wear his uniform or a suit, if he would leave the rats' nest he called a hairstyle untouched, or if he would perhaps slick it back in that way that somehow made the normal rakishness disappear, a confident, refined cavalier standing in his place.

You knew of course that none of this mattered unless you actually talked to him first; as far as you were aware, he was content with the current arrangement, and he respected your views of marriage.

He had known, for a long time, just where the grim outlook stemmed from, and he never breached the subject again.

But now-

You had thought it was enough to hold his love, his faith, his vulnerabilities. But life was so fleeting, and now those few things were no longer enough.

You wanted to wake up every morning next to him, wanted the cheesy partners’ towel and flip flop sets. You wanted the physical reminder that you held his heart, the comforting reminder that he completely possessed your own. You wanted to be by his side forever, holding his hand through the good and the ill, facing new worlds and challenges and the uncertain future together.

You knew the risks, of course.

Marriage to a Nation carried an even heavier burden than the simple oath of “till death do us part.”

No, marrying Arthur would mean weaving your entire lives together, binding you on a spiritual level far surpassing mortality; it would mean sacrificing your chance to ever grow old, to eternally give yourself away: heart, mind, body, and soul.

But this was Arthur, who sang showtunes in the shower, who spent hours making silly faces at the cat, who was ridiculously competitive about Halloween costumes, the man who sat down and memorised the entirety of The Tempest in one night just for the bragging rights.

He already owned your heart, constantly invaded your thoughts and daydreams, and God knew he had long, long ago claimed your body, making certain not a single millimeter of his new territory went unexplored.

Would it really be so bad to give him your soul, too?

Glancing back up, seeing his eyes narrowed in concentration, his fingers handling the needle with expert precision, lips slightly parted, reading glasses fallen halfway down his nose-

You knew your answer.

It was always going to be Arthur for you, only Arthur.

Forever, should he have you.

But now you faced the challenge of telling him that.

It should be simple enough; you really held no more secrets from him, and he no longer bothered trying to hide anything from you. You loved how open you were with one another, cherished the honesty that served as the very foundation to your relationship.

But the truth was that you were terrified.

It had been so long since either of you had spoken of marriage, since the topic was even a thought in your minds, and-

What if he didn't want you anymore?

What if he-

"I can see the steam coming outta your ears."

The unexpected presence of Arthur's voice startled you, eyes darting back over to the very man who was unwittingly tormenting you.

He had barely moved from his earlier position, though his glasses had been pushed up into his hair and he was studying you curiously, if not bemusedly.

"You good there?"

By default, you nearly responded with an affirmative, some playful, lighthearted thing that would have dismissed his concern immediately. You cut yourself off mid-start, then, while shifting to sit properly in the armchair, you decided to push forward. "Can we talk?"

You watched as his expression shifted, revealing his concern as he tied off his thread, setting aside the patchwork and gestured for you to join him on the sofa.

There were a few awkward moments where you took up your favourite positions, Arthur tossing an afghan across the pair of you despite your insistence that you didn't need one, the flicker of a grin as you begrudgingly thanked him, and then shifting around as you both got comfortable, but soon enough-

"Alright, now; talketh at-eth me."

It was impossible to fight the smile his choice of words triggered, a reference to an inside joke so old now that you could scarcely recall its origin. Seeming to deem it a success, his own soft, reassuring smile greeted you.

"Seriously though, luv-" His hand came to rest atop your own, his fingers gently tapping a familiar rhythm against your skin. "What's troubling you?"

You were half-tempted to offer something short of sincerity, something innocuous and mundane that you could both laugh over and forget again within a few hours. Yet, you knew that if you didn't tell him now, didn't ask him now, you would never find the courage again.

"I've been thinking-"

"Ah. A scary premise in its own right."

"Oh, shut up," you retorted to his tease, smacking his arm for his troubles. He rewarded you with a grin, all fondness and mischief. Opting to ignore him, you pressed on, eyes downcast to avoid whatever judgement he may offer.

"As I was trying to say earlier, before I was so rudely interrupted-" The teasing fell off, and the worry crept back in. "I've been thinking. About us."

"O-oh?"

Were you not so consumed by your own anxieties, you would have noticed his stutter, would have seen the sudden tension in his posture, the fear in his eyes. As it was, you were completely oblivious to all of it, and made yourself continue at his prompting.

"I- I think I'm ready."

He mimed the word "ready" to himself, parroting it with utter befuddlement. "For wha-"

"I mean, I know I wasn't for such a long time, and-" Suddenly, you were off, half unhinged. Now that you had admitted the truth aloud, it was all rushing out of you, everything you had come to love about him, everything that-

A finger pressing firmly against your lips stopped you mid-tangent, and when you glanced up to find piercing, blazing emerald focused on you as if you were the very center of the universe, whatever remained of your ramblings disappeared entirely.

"What are you trying to say?"

A simple question, so easy to answer, yet it carried with it the weight of Infinities, demanding nothing save the truth, in its most basic state.

You were lost in his gravity, half-drowning in whatever this new feeling was. It was addicting, another riddle to be solved.

"Marry me."

Time stood still, the words weighing heavily in the space between you, now seemingly insurmountable despite being no more than mere decimeters.

Arthur showed no reaction, revealed no indication that he had even heard your plea, your query, your command, your request, and yet it echoed over and over in your own mind, the tone, the weight, the untimeliness-

Every facet- from your inflection to chosen tempo- crescandoed as an accusation, a mocking symphony that he would reject you, that you would be left with only the haunting strains of your ill-conceived proposal.

And yet-

There was a hesitation in his eyes, the face of a man who wanted wholeheartedly to believe what he had heard, but had been burned far too often in the past to dare allow himself hope.

"You-" His eyebrows furrowed, eyes narrowed as he studied you once more, only for the suspicion to disappear again almost immediately, disbelief swiftly taking its place. "You're serious?"

It was then that you finally read his nervousness, understood the strange emotion reflecting in his eyes.

You had lead him to a precipice, the vast Unknown before you both, and-

And he was just as fragile as you were, even if he was better at hiding it.

You gave his hand a light squeeze, hoping to ground you both, and offered him a nod. “If you’ll have me, anyway.”

His eyes flickered between your own, darting back-and-forth so quickly in search of a lie, of any doubts, of any hint that you were less than certain- yet you knew he would find none of that.

“What about your family?”

The question took you by surprise; in the moment, you had completely forgotten anyone else even existed.

You weighed his question carefully. Marrying Arthur would give your family leave to gloat in self-satisfaction, and you knew with absolutely certainty that they would hold it over your head for the next three decades. But looking into the eyes of the man before you, remembering all that you had already seen and done together, you found that others' opinions no longer mattered, really hadn't mattered in a long, long time.

“I couldn’t care less about them. Arth-”

Whatever you were going to say was forgotten as he closed the remaining distance between you, moving so swiftly that you scarcely had a moment to steady yourself before he captured you in a searing kiss, one of his most passionate by far.

Somehow, despite the suddenness of it all, the initial force, the intensity-

He was being incredibly gentle, and moving slowly enough to almost be more a torment than a treat. Almost.

You found yourself lost in a daze when he finally pulled away, just enough for each of you to catch your breaths, just far enough that he could study you with rapt attention. You could have drowned in his eyes, endless greens magnetizing in their intensity. His hands were still cradling your cheeks, still holding you firmly in place, a not completely foreign expression creasing his features.

You couldn't quite place it, even as your memories shifted desperately in search of its mate.

"'If I'd have you?'" His words, a rhetorical refrain of your own mere moments earlier, were scarcely a shared breath between you, murmured in timbre so low it summoned a shiver. There was the smallest twitch of his lip, his head tilting ever so slightly as more of that damned deviousness made its presence known. "I fully intend to have you regardless, luv. But the formality of it all certainly adds a particular je ne sais quoi, wouldn't you agree?"

You'd be damned if he knew just how that made your heart flutter, if he knew just how much weight that reassurance had lifted from your shoulders.

Carefree, content, you offered a playful smile. "Till death do us part then?"

Arthur no longer bothered trying to restrain his smile, soft and sincere in a way that left you breathless. "I'll love you till even the stars go cold, my dear."

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sinner-as-saint · 4 years

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My Favorite Kind Of Night - 5.

Camboy!Bucky x CEO!Reader

Part 5 of this series

Run-through: On Friday nights, you are punctual to your virtual meet-up with your favorite camboy over a streaming platform, for your private stream session. You’ve known him for a couple of months now. He goes by the alias of ‘Winter Soldier’ on the platform, which is perfect for the kind of man he is; brawny and drop dead gorgeous. Over the past few months, he has become your favorite kind of night. And secretly, you became his as well. You two get closer over time, and things get interesting when your real, professional lives gets intertwined.

Themes throughout the series: sex worker!bucky, smut, phone sex, fluff, language, dirty talk

“Am I in trouble?” Bucky asked, being subtly playful with his words and tone, on the phone and watched how your smirk grew slightly bigger.

Oh was he a sight. Black shirt, grey tie and that damn hair of his tied up in a bun. His beard wasn’t so full today, it was a light stubble and you loved it just the same. He stood by his door as he answered the phone.

How the fuck did you not see the resemblance before?

“I don’t know, come find out.” With that said, you ended the call and winked at him before turning around and walking back into your office. You could feel Bucky’s stare on your back as you did, and you didn’t mind it one bit.

Once inside, you waited. You didn’t really know where this was gonna go, or how it would play out but all you knew was that you needed to clear the confusion at once. Not even seconds later, you heard knocks on your door.

Your heart raced. “Come in.” you called out and took a deep breath as soon as you saw Bucky stepping in. He seemed relaxed, but what you didn’t know is that his heart was racing faster than yours was.

“You called?” he played along, shutting the door behind him and stepping into the room, a bit closer to you on the couch by your desk. And you smirked again.

“I believe you and I need to talk.”

He cleared his throat and looked down at the marble flooring before looking back up at you again. There was no awkwardness, just a lot of tension. So dense that Bucky could physically feel it. “I think so too.” He took the liberty of taking a seat right across you, on the other couch facing the one you sat on. The coffee table being the only thing between you two. “Are you planning on handing me my termination letter?”

He knew it wouldn’t come to that, but he had to ask.

You smiled at him and shook your head. “No. Rest assured that none of this will affect your job in any way. Your position in this company is secured, James. We wouldn’t want to lose you.”

Your reply made him feel a tad less nervous but he was still unsure of what would happen to you and him.

He studied your face intently, waiting for you to say something. You initially thought you’d be all confident but now that you were this close to him, you got a little nervous.

You cleared your throat. “Did you know? Before the other night that… you know, all that happened. Did you know it was me all along?” you trailed off not knowing how to word it properly.

He replied right away. “No. I didn’t.” he exhaled loudly. “But now that we do know, does that change anything between us?” he asked right after, not wanting to leave any room for awkwardness.

You liked him, a lot. And he liked you too, a lot. And something like that wasn’t going to change that.

“No, Bucky. It doesn’t.” You took a deep breath and straightened your shoulders. “Look, it doesn’t have to be awkward. We’ve known each other for months. But we just didn’t know that it was, you know, us. Besides, it doesn’t really change much, does it?”

He shook his head. “Does anything about… this whole thing with me make you uncomfortable?” he asked.

You shook your head immediately, and answered truthfully. “No. No, because at the end of the day, it’s you.” You watched how he cracked a little smile at your words. “It’s been you all along.”

He nodded, agreeing. Then smiled and looked at you, “Do you still like me?”

His question made you crack a little smile. “Of course I like you. I like you a lot. And I don’t want to lose what we have. And what we could potentially have in the future.”

He smiled at you. “I don’t want to lose that either.” He studied you for a second. You seemed calm, just a little shy. Bucky smirked, then asked, “So, how’s your roommate’s arm?” he had a smug look on his face when you lifted your gaze to look at him.

You smirked, picking up on his playful demeanor. And just like that, it was gone; the nervousness, the slight awkwardness, the fear of messing this up and losing what you had with each other. It went back to being comfortable and playful again.

You stood up from the couch and walked around the large coffee table, Bucky leaned back in the couch. He would never get tired of watching you walking his way. Determination and confidence in your step, that wild hunger in your eyes, you made him weak and you didn’t even know it.

Or maybe you did. Because once you lowered yourself down on his lap and straddle his thighs, you placed the palm of your hand on his chest, and through the cool material of his dark shirt, you could feel his heart racing.

You giggled and Bucky spread his legs apart a little more, his hands reaching behind you and cupping your butt instinctively to hold you closer to him. “Not being so professional now, are we?”

You chuckled. “Oh shut up.” You leaned in to give him a gentle kiss on the side of his mouth. He smiled as you did. There’s nothing he loved more than feeling your warm body pressed to his.

“I knew it.” he purred, “Oh the things I would have to do now to keep my job…” He joked, sighing dramatically, and you giggled again, pushing your face into his neck. You kissed his skin softly, then licked a thin stripe from the side of his throat up till beneath his ear. He moaned and squeezed your butt.

“You gotta work for it, soldier.” You whispered in his ear and the hairs at the back of his neck stood up. “You gotta work really, really hard for it. I’m not easily pleased you know.” You kissed the shell of his ear and felt his squeeze your butt again.

He groaned. “Don’t play with me, babygirl.” He spoke in the same tone he uses to tease you during his livestreams. The same voice he has used multiple times to edge you until you lose your god damn mind. The same voice which made you cum over and over again on multiple occasions.

You pulled away, feeling more confident and playful as ever, you looked into his eyes and smirked. “Or what?” you challenged him and he liked it.

Bucky slowly moved one of his hand from your butt, trailing slowly up till your neck where he gently wrapped his long fingers around your throat and pulled your face closer to his. “Or I’m gonna take you right here on this couch.” He whispered gently. “I’m gonna fuck you like I own you. And you’re gonna like it.” he spoke, softly, looking you deep in the eyes.

You visibly trembled and shifted in his lap – which then made you aware of his growing bulge. You felt it, through the material of his slacks. You felt his big, thick length pressing against your inner thighs. And you knew then, that he wanted you just as bad as you wanted him.

“Think I would like that a lot actually.”

Bucky held your chin in between his forefinger and his thumb, and he looked into your eyes intensely. “Yeah?” he asked, and you nodded. He smirked and his thumb soon moved to touch your soft lips gently. He traced the shape of your mouth and slowly pushed his thumb past your lips, into your mouth. You took him in immediately, tongue wrapping around his finger and you sucked on his finger with nothing but mischief in your eyes. He chuckled. “You’re my dirty little girl, aren’t you?”

You closed your eyes and moaned at his words and how his voice dropped an octave. You had heard those words multiple times through livestreams and phone calls. But to hear it in person… it reverberated inside you and sent tingles down your spine. Which only made your desire burn brighter.

Bucky hissed and groaned as you gently nibbled on his finger. He smirked when he caught the playful and fierce look in your eyes. “You really want it, don’t you?” he purred. “You’re gonna make me fuck you right here, won’t you?” he pulled his finger out of your mouth and wrapped his fingers around your throat again, squeezing just a little as he pulled you closer to him again. “Gonna make me fuck your wet, greedy little cunt, huh?” he chuckled, darkly. “Can’t get enough, can you?”

You were a dripping wet, whining mess from his words alone and you couldn’t take it anymore. The need to have him, touch him was burning hot, and pressing. And you just needed to do something about it. You scrambled to your feet, getting off his lap and knelt in between his legs in less than a second.

He chuckled when as he watched you; his body language showed how cocky and confident he was. “So eager…” he stroked your hair while you hurried and undid his pants, pulling his cock out.

You wrapped your hands around his cock and placed your mouth on his tip; your tongue slowly circling his tip. Bucky held your head gently and slowly pushed himself deeper into your mouth. You bobbed your head around his tip; taking him in inch by inch until he hit the back of your throat.

“Fuck…” he moaned, throwing his head back. “That’s it, doll. Take all of me.”

That nickname did things to you…

You felt all of him against your tongue, his velvety smooth skin and all the veins on his thick cock. You repeated your actions, hollowing your cheeks and sucking him as best as you could. The sounds which left his mouth were downright sinful and it only made your body throb even more.

Bucky quickened the pace at which he moved in and out of you; eager to chase his orgasm. He twitched against your tongue and you tasted some of his pre cum which you swallowed and got back to moving your mouth up and down his cock.

Deciding to mess with him a little, you took him out of your mouth and teased him a little bit; licking his cock from his base all the way to his tip; dragging your tongue over his slit while your hands toyed with his balls. Bucky swore under his breath as he looked down at you with a warning in his eyes.

“Don’t tease me, babygirl.” And those words were all it took for you to take him back into your mouth and suck on his cock until he came undone all over your tongue. You swallowed all that he gave you and you licked him clean; before you settled back onto his lap just like before. “Now that’s a good girl. So good that you get to have whatever you want.” He kissed your neck and your heart fluttered. “Tell me, babygirl. What do you want?”

You whined again at the sound of his voice. “I… I just want you, Buck. Please.” You begged and he smirked against your skin.

Within the next minute, you were lying on the couch on your back, with Bucky’s face in between your legs. You knew no one would come into your office without knocking first, but still, getting down and dirty like this at work did give you a rush.

Bucky looked up at you as he kissed his way up and down your inner thighs. You couldn’t help but giggle at how ticklish you felt when his rough stubble scratched against your soft skin. He noticed and purposely teased you even more to a point where you were squirming against him.

“That tickles, huh?” he asked, nibbling on your skin. You opened your mouth to answer him, but all that came out was a moan and a pathetic whine. He chuckled. “Gotta be quiet, we can’t get caught, babygirl.”

Your back arched off the surface of the couch as his tongue slowly circled your throbbing clit and licked down, parting your wet folds with ease. Your arousal, and your wetness drenched the lower half of his face. But he didn’t seem to mind it. His sole purpose was to make you come undone all over his tongue. Your legs wrapped around his head, Bucky made you squirm and whine incessantly.

“You taste so sweet, babygirl…”

Your taste drove him wild, so did your soft whimpers. Fuck… he’s been waiting for this for so long. Your hand flew to his hair and you tugged on it gently, messing his man bun, as he flicked his tongue over your clit over and over again. His deep blue eyes watched you in awe and how you lost control under his touch; legs shaking as he teased your entrance with the tip of his tongue. His hands wrapped around your thighs, securing you in his grip as he pushed his face further into you; making you cry out loud.

“Buck… please!” you cried, whining in pleasure. Your body hot and needy.

He chuckled against your wet cunt. “No.” you trembled under him at the denial. “What, all those days that you teased me with your photos,” he kissed your clit, “tortured me, made me wish I was right here tasting this sweet little cunt,” he kissed your further down, “and you think you just get to cum so easily?” he chuckled again and lifted both your legs and placed then over his shoulders. “Oh no babygirl, you will not cum until I tell you to.”

Bucky ate you out passionately, not caring about a single thing other than wanting to make you cum all over his tongue. And he did. You came violently all over his tongue, body trembling and shaking while you moaned his name out loud. It gave him a pleasant rush when he heard your strained voice moan out his name. He had heard it before, yet each time it made his heart flutter and filled his brain with filth all the same.

He barely gave you enough time to recover from your orgasm, and the next thing you knew; you were lying on the couch with him hovering above you, and he had that feral look in his eyes. You whimpered and bit your lower lip as you awaited his touch. You could feel his growing bulge as it rested against your dripping core while Bucky leaned in to kiss your face gently.

He chuckled as he leaned in to whisper in your ear. “Think you’re being sneaky, huh?” he kissed the shell of your ear. “Think I can’t see how you’re desperately trying to grind against me, trying to get me inside of you already, doll?” his words made you gasp because you mindlessly had been grinding against him. “Just so eager and ready for me to stretch you out and fuck you raw, hmm?” he teased and you just about lost your mind.

You didn’t realize you had begun moving your hips faster as you got more and more needy, until you heard Bucky chuckle right in your ear. And the sound of his laughter sent chills down your spine, making your arch your back even more. “Come on babygirl, you know how to ask nicely.” He breathed into your ear and pulled away so he could watch how pretty you look when you beg for his cock.

He cooed and stroked your cheek each time you begged wantonly, unashamedly. “My dirty little girl wants my cock, is that it? That’s all you want, isn’t it baby?” he spoke as he slowly pushed himself inside you. “All you want is to be filled by my big cock, huh?” he hissed as he seated himself inside you completely. You whined and bit on your lower lip to keep yourself quiet as he stretched you out deliciously.

You whined as he slowly slipped out of you completely, before slamming back into you with a slightly bigger force. He groaned at the feel of your walls wrapped around him, squeezing and clenching around him. He leaned in and pressed his mouth to yours; tugging on your lips and he started moving his hips and rocking into you slowly, then gradually increasing his pace.

You were too caught up in pleasure to even make sense of where you were, all that mattered was that you were close to Bucky. Your back arched off the velvety surface of the couch and your chest pressed to his. Bucky kissed you; his kiss was messy and hot.

You wrapped your legs around his waist and secured them at his lower back as each one of his thrusts got rougher than the last. You were a moaning mess under him in no time.

“You’re always so ready for me to ruin you, huh babygirl?” he spoke in your ear, groaning as you moved your hips forward to meet each one of his thrusts. He pounded into you, his hand reaching up your body, until it wrapped around your throat. He fucked you raw and relentlessly, watching how your face morphed into frowns of pleasure. Bucky squeezed your throat gently, looking deep into your eyes.

“Look me at me.” He leaned in once again to give you a messy kiss. “You’re all mine.” Bucky mumbled under his breath as your moans got more and more frequent. “Only I can fuck you like this, you hear me?” His voice was laced with lust and passion as he rammed his cock into you like he owned you.

You nodded frantically, looking him in the eyes as your body moved along with his perfectly, your legs numb as he slammed into you relentlessly. Bucky slid his hand in between your connected, warm bodies and gently rubbed your clit, earning a loud moan out of you.

You felt a familiar warmth wash over you, and the pressure in between your hips became too much to handle, and you craved for release. “Buck… can I please cum?” you asked as he took you higher…and higher.

He chuckled and leaned in to nibble on the skin at your jaw. “You can’t take anymore, can you?” he cooed, his hips moving fast against yours. You whined and tugged on his hair. “It’s okay, baby. Cum for me. Come on.” he panted against your cheek, kissing the side of your face and squeezing your throat just a little.

Bucky didn’t slow down as you felt your orgasm wash over you, he kept pounding into you as your eyes rolled back and you moaned out his name as you came hard.

You whimpered at how he kept slamming into you even after you came, and your face burned as you felt the knot forming again right at your core. Bucky fucked you relentlessly; not even stopping for a second. He panted and groaned at how good you felt and shamelessly told you about it; whispering against your skin about how perfect you felt around him. “Just can’t seem to get enough of your greedy little cunt, baby.” he mumbled.

You moaned as you felt your second release approaching while the first was still fading. Your legs were numb, and your body moved along with his like a rag doll. “Bucky…” you whined. A rush coursed through your veins as you felt your mind clouding with lust again.

His large frame hovering above you as he tightened his grip around your throat just a little more. “Cum for me again babygirl, come on.” He growled, his lips dangerously close to yours as you whined and whimpered under him. Your body felt hot in his embrace.

You pushed your face into his neck and bit down on his skin as you came for the second time, walls tightening around his length. You lifted your hips to meet his thrust; chasing your release. Your body trembled under him as you came again; gushing out around his cock while he chased his own release.

Bucky came right after you, groaning and growling under his breath. He kissed you again, while you tried to steady your breathing and calm your racing heart. He chuckled when he pulled away to look at how messy you were all because of him. His hand left your throat and his thumb traced your mouth again, he was mesmerized by you.

“All mine.” he whispered. And you gave him a weary smile and pulled him in for a kiss again.

Bucky sat you on his lap and just wrapped his arms around you for a while longer after you two were done. And you hugged him back and slid your fingers into his lovely hair.

“So…?”

“Hmm?” He pushed his face into your neck and kissed your skin.

You had one burning question still. “Are you gonna continue camming?” You honestly had no problem with it. It was sharing him that you had a problem with. However, if he chose to continue with it, you knew you would support him no matter what.

He pulled away from your neck and smirked. “No, babygirl. I have a nice and stable job now. And I have my favorite girl right here with me. I don’t need to.”

You smiled, then playfully frowned and pouted. “But what about when I’m away on business trips and missing you?”

He chuckled and leaned in to kiss your cheek. “I’ll always be available for you, babygirl. I’ll be just one call away.” He pulled away and winked.

You smiled and kissed his forehead. Oh you were falling hard for this man. You pulled away from him and stared into those deep blue eyes. “I like you a lot, Mr. Barnes.”

He chuckled and reached out to touch your face softly. “I like you a lot too, boss.”

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voltaage · 2 years

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HONEST ATTRACTION PROMPT

@v1r4l asked: 😏😏😏 omg

How physically attracted they are to your muse

“Crypto is very cute; I would give him an eight. A nine when he smiles.” The mysterious, broody, bad boy, aesthetic Crypto has really works for Natalie. Maybe it’s due to the rather sheltered life she lived in the Canyon, being a goodie goodie, that excites and thrills her. Or maybe it’s due to her unconscious ‘I can fix him’ mindset. Either way, her fellow Legend’s current appearance is definitely something Natalie has found incredibly attractive.

How romantically attracted they are to your muse

“To the point of it being obnoxious! Hehe! Under all that bravado is very sweet, kind, and sensitive, soul.” Romance always reigned supreme for Natalie. Sure, she experienced sexual attraction, but those feelings were always fleeting unless there was something of substance there. Trust, vulnerability, and respect were necessary, and she felt all those needs were met with Crypto. He shared his secrets with her, despite of her own ties. He let himself genuinely feel around her, rather than continuing to try and mask his emotions and thoughts. He treated her like an equal too; valued her as a fellow competitor and genius. She was head over heels for him.

How often they would like to have sex with yours.

“Oh, I mean... Um. Often enough...?” Physical touch was a rather important love language for Natalie, especially with partners who potentially struggled to voice their affections. If she could not be 100% certain of their adoration, then kisses and closer, intimate, moments would surely settle any self doubt that tempted to rise inside of her. Crypto was also incredibly attractive to Natalie, so that certainly helped up the urges.

Where they would most likely have sex with yours

“Probably at my home? Or his apartment? Maybe... Maybe in our rooms in the dropship..? I-- I can’t say anymore-- it’s too embarrassing.” Most of the time, these kinds of things took place in the bedroom, so that was where Natalie expected it to happen. But she wasn’t opposed to different ideas-- maybe even intrigued and excited by them-- but she was a good girl and having those kinds of thoughts? She couldn’t.

Whether they think yours would be “good” in bed

“Would it be bad if I said I hope he’s not? I don’t have much experience and would rather learn together, so to speak. If he’s really good then there’s a sort of pressure, isn't there? Ahh, now I’m overthinking.”

What titles / nicknames my muse would like to call yours during sex

“Mon coeur, mon amour, mon beau, honey, snookems. Anything that will make him smile or blush.” It ranges from sweet and romantic to silly and playful. Sex didn’t have to be completely serious and intense after all; it could be fun and mischievous. He wasn’t just her partner, but most of all her best friend.

Up to 3 kinks they would like to explore with yours ( with consent of course )

“Maybe lingerie or costumes? Something fun to play with or look pretty for-- photos. Actually, um, how about we just skip this one--” Some light BDSM play that would allow Natalie to take charge and lead would be very fun for her. She’d like to see the organized and stoic man melting into a mess as a result of her touches or commands. Any kind of electrostimulation would also be something Natalie would be incredibly interested in-- though a little embarrassed and hesitant to bring it up. It’s a bit intense, thus leading it to be a kink that was often left as a skeleton in her closet.

What sort of sex they’d prefer to have with yours ( slow & sensual, quickie, etc. )

“Something slow and sweet. I make love, not-- other stuff.” Natalie certainly wouldn’t be opposed to more quicker, heated sex, but as a default she liked to keep things soft and romantic.

What type of relationship my muse would like to form with yours. ( typical couple, friends with benefits, etc. )

“I’d like to grow closer. Maybe one day live together. Maybe grow old together. But I’m happy with where we are now.” Natalie was in it for the long haul. She did not love partially; she loved whole heartedly. Flaws and strengths were accepted and cherished. Once he had let her near, it would be incredibly difficult to get rid of her.

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andie-cake · 3 years

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perhabs,, early relationship, Paul wanting affection but being anxious and not knowing how to go about it?

Ceej, you understand me and my Paul hcs on a spiritual level, thank you for my rights and an excuse to write soft nonsense. It's uh... It's a little long.

Being in an honest-to-god romantic relationship was taking a bit of re-getting used to for Paul. He hadn't dated anyone since college, and suddenly wham, he's head over heels for a cute, snarky barista who seems to return his affections. It was odd, but no less wonderful, feeling his heart flutter in his chest whenever Emma so much as smiled at him. He hadn't felt this way about someone in damn near a decade, and then this beautiful 5'0 biology student walked into his life, and god, his brain just didn't know how to handle it.

Paul and Emma had started seeing each other around late October, hooking up in the Beanies break room during a Halloween party her boss Nora had thrown. It was mid-December now, a week and a half before Christmas, and things were still going strong between them. Though there had been... something strange on Paul's mind for a few weeks now, something that had never bothered him before in his past relationships.

Paul was a tactile guy with people he liked, something his friends all knew well. He was never sure exactly how he'd rank the five love languages as applied to himself, but touch was definitely his number one. Casual shoulder squeezes and light nudges were common gestures of his among friends, as Bill could easily attest. With romantic partners, this was cranked up a bit. Lots of light kisses to their temple or resting his hand on their back, stuff like that. It was always the easiest way for him to show that he cared. His partners... were never as tactile as him. It was very all give and no take on Paul's end when it came to physical affection, and he hadn't really minded it. At least, he was pretty sure he hadn't...

But now? With Emma? Her touch was something he actively craved. And it's not as if Emma never touched him outside of sex, far from it, she was probably the most physically affectionate partner Paul had ever had. She held his hand, kissed his cheek, cuddled up against him during movie nights, and gave him playful little jabs in the side when he was being a smartass. But she wasn't quite as casually affectionate as Paul was with her, and he couldn't help but wish she was.

And sweet jesus christ, did Paul find it embarrassing. It made him feel like some dopey lovesick teenager whenever he thought about it. Like, what was he supposed to do? Ask her to touch him more often? He'd sound like a total fucking weirdo if he tried to explain it to her. But still, he couldn't help but think about it a lot.

It had been a lazy Sunday evening, the one day of the week when neither half of the couple had work. And of course, they were... taking advantage of their day off, as it were. On Paul's living room couch, no less. They'd just finished up, and Emma had gone off to use his shower and whatnot. After washing up a bit, Paul had promptly put some comfy sleepwear on (because it was December in Michigan and Paul was not one to lounge around in the nude with temperatures like that outside), and was now absentmindedly channel surfing whilst laying on the couch.

Nearly half an hour later, Emma had emerged from the bathroom, hair tied into a braid and clad in a bright red hoodie that Paul recognized as his own. He couldn't help but smile, it was so big on her, and she looked adorable in it.

"Find anything to watch while I was in there?" she asked.

"Hallmark movies, a bunch of stock Christmas faire, and like three separate Harry Potter marathons," Paul replied. "None of which I'm particularly interested in watching, so we might have to retreat to the DVD shelf again."

Emma shrugged. "Hey, fine by me, TV edits are usually garbage fires anyway," she said. She strode over to the other side of the living room, where Paul kept his DVDs, and eyed the shelf. After a minute or two, she plucked a case off the shelf, snickering. "Monty Python: Life of Brian, that's a Christmas movie, right?"

"Absolutely," Paul quipped. "Anything can be a Christmas movie if you stretch the definition enough."

"Good, because I wanna watch Monty Python."

After popping the disk in, she turned back to the couch, and Paul sat up to give her some room. As she sat back down, Paul took in the sight of her. God, she was lovely. And she looked so cozy in his hoodie, it was hard not to find the sight of her absolutely heart-melting. His heart fluttered a bit, he was getting that feeling again. Unfortunately, Paul found himself staring at her instead of the screen for a bit too long, and she took notice.

"Paul?" she piped up, snapping him out of his trance with a befuddled smile. "You good, babe?"

Paul felt his cheeks flush. Had she ever called him "babe" before? "It's, uh... it's nothing," he stammered unconvincingly. "I just zoned out for a bit."

Emma, being the observant person she was, eyed him with skepticism. "You look like you have something on your mind," she noted. "What's up?"

Well, shit. Feeling his face burn hotter, Paul attempted to weasel himself out of this inevitable awkward conversation.

"N-nothing's up, I'm fine!" he tried to assure her, perhaps too defensively to sound convincing.

"That's the voice of a man who definitely has something up," Emma observed. She grabbed the remote, and paused the film before continuing. "Something's bothering you, Paul, I can tell."

"It-it's just..." Paul tried to begin, feeling momentarily reassured by Emma's soft gaze. But when the right words wouldn't come to him, he groaned and buried his flushing face in his hands. God, why was he like this? "Nevermind, it's really stupid, can we just watch the movie, please?"

"Paul, I know stupid, I work at Beanies," Emma retorted playfully, earning a brief chuckle from Paul. "Whatever's bothering you, it can't be any worse than the shit my co-workers complain about on the daily. I promise you I won't laugh."

Paul removed his hands from his face, meeting her gentle gaze once more. "You mean it?"

She nodded. "I'm all ears."

Exhaling a deep breath, Paul took a moment to think of how to word his self-imposed predicament in the least stupid way possible. Probably best to start small.

"Um, y'know how... when we watch movies or whatever together," he began, trying to force himself to talk above a whisper. "You'll like, lean against my chest, and I'll wrap my arms around you and play with your hair and all that?"

Emma nodded, looking somewhat confused. "Yeah...?"

"Do you think we could... do that the other way around this time?"

There was a brief moment of silence, and Paul was pretty sure his face had turned a shade of red that had only ever been seen by shrimp before. Jesus, that must've sounded so stupid.

"That's all?" Emma asked.

Yep, there it was. Paul looked down at his lap again, embarrassed beyond belief. "Basically, yeah..." he chuckled despite himself. "I know, I know, it's really dumb, and I probably got you all worried for nothing-"

"Whoa, whoa, Paul, slow down!" Emma cut him off, reaching out to put a reassuring hand on his shoulder. She smiled at him softly. "I mean, sure! If that's what you want, we can do it!"

Paul took another deep breath. "Really?"

"Yeah!" Emma replied. She leaned back on the arm of the couch, and opened her arms. "Come on, bring it in."

Still nervous and flustered, Paul slowly eased himself against Emma, resting his head against her chest. He could feel her heartbeat, even through the thick fabric of the hoodie. Emma rested one hand on his back, and began to thread her fingers through his hair, just like he would do with her. Paul felt a chill go down his spine. God, he forgot how much he loved having his hair stroked. He wrapped his arms around her torso, face still flushing like nobody's business.

"How's that?" Emma asked, undoubtedly noticing the ridiculous smile that had forced itself onto his face.

"Wonderful..." he sighed, finally beginning to calm down a bit. "Thanks, Emma."

"No prob," Emma snickered, still stroking his hair. "But before we un-pause the movie, can I ask why it was such an ordeal for you to ask me about this?"

"It's kinda hard to articulate," Paul explained, adjusting himself so that he wasn't muffled by the hoodie. "My, um... my past partners weren't really the, uh... the affectionate kinda types, y'know? So it just kinda felt weird to ask you to... do this... I guess..."

"...Well," Emma began after a moment's pause. "I'm not your past partners, so I'd be more than happy to do this more often."

"You would?" Paul inquired hopefully.

"If it makes you feel as loved as it makes me feel," Emma said, rubbing a calming circle between his shoulder blades with her thumb. "Then I'll do it anytime."

Paul could've melted right then and there. He was loved... In a somewhat indirect way, Emma said she loved him. Perhaps now was the time...

"Thanks again, Em," he said, slightly choked up. He craned his neck a bit to press a kiss to her neck. "I, um... I love you."

Emma briefly paused in her stroking of his hair, only to resume moments later, and press a kiss to his forehead.

"I... I love you too, Paul."

#hatchetfield #paulkins

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fandom-go-round · 4 years

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Trying Again: Reader x Prowl

Warnings: Heavy Angst in the Beginning, Relationship Troubles, Canon Typical Prowl Being an Ass, Talk to Physical Pain to Leave a Relationship (bond breaking)

You knew that loving him would be hard. You knew the risks. Everyone had warned you but you had shaken them off, insisting that you knew him and it wasn’t going to end that way. You try to find that confidence now, staring at the mirror and finding nothing.

You’re tried. Mentally, physically, emotionally; your bond mate hasn’t returned to your suite in cycles and you debate if you should go find him. Prowl will be where he always is; up to his audios in paperwork and battle plans. If it’s not that he’s in a meeting or on his way to do one of his other duties. Or planning something.

This is the idea that has you venting, reaching to grab a small polish cloth. Prowl plans and there’s nothing you can do about it. You know some of it, he can’t completely block your bond, but he’s good about only letting certain details through. You begin to gently rub your face, getting rid of the dirt of the day. Your optics are dim and you know you should have some energon before recharge but it’s too much effort to go to the mess hall.

Prowl probably hasn’t refueled either. The thought makes you scowl and start to pace, the cloth twisting in your grip. He’s a grown mech, he should be able to take care of himself! You shouldn’t have to treat him like a sparkling. He should know his own limits. You shouldn’t have to check in on him and make sure he’s still alive and getting along with everyone. You shouldn’t be the one to put all the emotional energy into your relationship!

He should care enough to come check on you once and a while. He should want to know how your day is going. He should tell you to get some rest when you’re stressed. Primus, he should be around you enough to notice that you’re stressed and needing comfort! He should love you.

Your vents choke up and you sit on the edge of your berth, faceplates buried in your servos. That’s the war winning question: does Prowl love you? Has he ever loved you? You know that’s not a fair question because you know he has, it’s part of being soulmates. But does he love you enough to not make you a pawn? That’s a better question.

You ignore the flair up of confusion on his side of the bond and curl onto the berth, cutting off as much of your connection as you can. You had known it was Prowl the first time you touched, spark burning so hot it almost hurt. He had been surprised and later told you that he thought he would never have a soulmate. At the time you had waved him off but after getting to know him better, you could see it.

He pissed people off and didn’t seem to care, always rubbing mechs the wrong way. Except for you. You stayed and you had bonded and it was wonderful. You felt complete and so had Prowl and it was wonderful.

You just feel cold now, curled up in a berth made for two. You feel done and numb and ready to cut it all off. People would pity you but understand because no one understood Prowl like you. Prowl isn’t capable of love; they had told you but you knew different. Prowl could love, the question was what did he do with it.

Ratchet would help you break the bond. He would try to talk you out of it but you knew you could break him down. It would be painful; you heard that it felt like your circuits were burning from the inside out. That your frame was boiling with your spark still inside. You would do it, if only so that you could finally close the door to the cold echo chamber next to your spark. If only so that you could recharge without him looming in the back of your mind.

“Sweetspark?” You onlined slowly, optics taking a moment to focus on the mech in your suite. Prowl perfectly arched a brow, face set in a small frown as he looked you over. You ignored his look and his bond prodding, giving an irritated rev of your engine.

“What?”

“You need to refuel.” He had a cube in each servo, offering you one. A quick check confirmed that you can been recharging for a bit and Prowl must be done with work.

“I’m fine.” He said nothing at your short response, pulling up a desk chair to sit next to you. Primus he was gorgeous. You almost hated yourself for still being awestruck by him, even now.

“You’re upset with me.” It wasn’t a question and you didn’t answer, rolling to face him. He took a slow sip of his cube, optics looking over your frame. “… Do you want to fix this?”

“Do you?” Your question had him pause and you grieved for the fact that he had to think about it. It was Prowl, he thought about everything, but it was still painful to hear the pause.

“I don’t want to force you into something you no longer want.” Your engine revved, loud in the almost silent room.

“I no longer want? You’re the one who doesn’t want anything to do with me.” Prowl frowned, setting his cube on the desk.

“Of course I want something to do with you.” You sat up, gesturing towards him with another snarl.

“Oh yeah? When’s the last time we did something together? Refueled together? Recharged together? Primus, I’m not even going to ask about interfacing.” His doorwings twitched but otherwise he was still, taking in your body language. You should have stopped talking but you were on a roll now and he wasn’t going to stop you.

“I love you Prowl, more than words can describe. I keep pushing that forward cycle after cycle but I get nothing from you. You close yourself off to me and I can’t take it anymore.”

“You know that I can be…difficult.” It took him a while to find his words and when he did you just rolled your optics. He gave you a look and you waved at him to continue, letting him say his peace. “I am not here to be friends with everyone; I have a job to do and I will do it to the best of my abilities. Even if that means making enemies. You are what drives me, every cycle, over and over. Your support makes it easier for me to stay focused and do what has to be done.”

You don’t point out how ominous this sounds when you both know it. Prowl picks his words carefully and if that’s what he wants to say you’re not going to correct him.

“I’ve been neglecting you.” He states it as a fact and when you nod, he gives a small ex-vent. His doorwings drop and looking at him, you can tell he’s tied too. “That was not my intention but I can see that it’s hurt you. I am focused on fighting the war but I also have personal duties that are equally as important.”

“Wow.” You’re surprised and his small smile means that he’s picked up on it. “Who are you and where’s Prowl?” His chuckle has you relaxing, both sides of your bond opening up for the first time in what feels like forever. Tentative calm and affection filled the void in your spark, exhaustion quick to follow on both sides.

“I am here. And I do admit when I am in the wrong.” You scoffed, engine giving a more playful rev.

“Liar. Are you coming to berth?”

“As long as I am still allowed in.” You rolled your optics and moved over, letting him settle in his usual spot. It was weird, having Prowl next to you but also so good that you wouldn’t call him out. Your fields gently interacted, the tentative touches almost sending you straight to recharge; you had been avoiding each other for too long.

“We still have to talk about this.” Your optics began to dim, Prowl remotely turning the light off. You were staring back at him, trying to absorb the good feelings for as long as you could.

“We do, but right now we need to recharge.” You nodded, optics going off before you could stop yourself. You swore that you felt his lip plates brush yours but you were out before you could know for sure.

It wasn’t perfect and it wouldn’t be for a while. You would argue and talk boundaries and have to compromise and it wouldn’t be fun. It would be a slow process but a necessary one. It wasn’t perfect, but it was a start and you wouldn’t trade it for the world.

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astrologiaxo · 5 years

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The Seventh House - The House of Partnership

This is the seventh part of a twelve part series briefly explaining how the signs work in each house. Enjoy!

The Seventh House ruled by Libra and Venus is known as The House of Partnership. If you’re wondering if there is an opposite to your Ascendant, look no further, it is your Descendant. The ascendant is the exterior self that we put out unto others, whilst the Descendant is the outer exterior of life that we attract. The people we draw in. It is the beginning of the southern portion of your birth chart. Marking a halfway point, hence the sharing of the axis with your Ascendant. Which is why it is tied to forming unions, coming together, and creating a bond with someone to complete a purpose. Here we are looking for our other half in life. We have done all our soul searching and now want to enjoy our rewards and create something bigger with someone else. It is when we are ready for marriage in life or to get serious with someone to take the next steps in life together. Unions are made whether they be romantic or business. It is the type of relationship that needs investment and time in order to thrive. In the Seventh House we are attempting to attract what makes us feel secure and safe, and how we go about locking down what we want for our future and with who. When things go well, these unions become prosperous and we achieve what we set ourselves out to do. When things take a turn for the worse we see the dark side of this partnership: divorce, getting married for the wrong reasons, lawsuits, treaties, creation of enemies, etc. It is important that when we tap into this house we attempt to invest with our best collaborators so as to see the full potential of what type of partnerships we can have. Libra and Venus rule this house, as we know Venus is the Goddess of Love and Libra is all about peace, harmony, and codependency, which are all traits that a relationship needs in order to succeed. Overall, when we begin our search to relate to others we do it so that we may become members of humankind and bring purpose into our foundations.

In matters of love, the descendant is usually used to see what kind of people you attract and you will notice that it is the opposite sign of your rising sign. For example, I am a Cancer Rising, so my descendant would be Capricorn, so I tend to go for Capricorn type people when I date. I am an Aquarius Sun/Sagittarius Moon, Aquarius Mars/Venus, yet I tend to attract earth/water sign men and for the longest time I could not understand why. I now realize it has to do with my Cancer/Capricorn combo at play. This means that my Cancer Rising is calling the shots when I am looking for security in relationships, because I am looking for someone to protect my first house with their Capricorn traits. Let me know if you guys agree or what experiences you have to this house!

To conclude, “The First House is the seed point of self awareness, and the seventh house is the seed point of the awareness of others.” (Astrology Club)

Aries in the Seventh House: This partner is as you’d expect it, a more playful, angry type. It’s the kind of partnership that brings in a lot of passion, enthusiasm, and energy. The relationships tend to be impulsive and not well thought out. Because of this, you struggle with the idea that your choices may be bad for you so you have a hard time dealing with conflicts and trying to make things better with your partner. You need to set boundaries in order to see the relationship for what it really is otherwise things will continue to be chaos. The type of person who understands you will be able to keep up and carry the same strength and liveliness as you. They will be reactive to your actions, which is what you will love. Be weary of doing too much or too little in this partnership. Sometimes you fail to sit back and let things unfold and would rather take action thus resulting in people feeling like they can’t do things for themselves. Take the usual thought of “Me” and “I” and change it to “We” by putting your partner first and saying “after you.” If you learn to balance your passionate energy and direct it, you will see how much you can really bring to your partnership and not just yourself. In love, you may marry quickly and find love at a very young age, you can thank your Libra Rising charm for that.

Taurus in the Seventh House: The other side of Venus, Taurus represents what is practical, earthly beauty, and the simple fine things in life. In contrast, Libra represents outer beauty, makeup, vanity, and pose. For this placement to work fully, it needs to balance both these energies for harmony. Otherwise there is a conflict of envy and feelings of not being “pretty” enough. The type of partnership meant for you must consist of sensual, physical contact, and intimacy. You also need someone to be serious because you enjoy a private life and wish to have someone protect that. Your partner also needs to bring stability and financial security to your life, as any Taurus, since you do love your material wealth. Taking things slow is your forte and you need a partner who is going to understand that, this will usually be annoying to most people, so be sure to communicate this in any relationship that you wish to invest in. Like Aries, you struggle with the doing too most factor or doing too less. Balance is key so don’t expect too much from your partner, and vice versa. Once you are able to acquire the mindset “what can I give?” instead of “what can I get?” you will learn to be a better Taurus partner.

Gemini in the Seventh House: The ever so intellectual and stimulating Gemini is drawn to partners that keep them entertained and give them all the mental connection they can get. However, since this is the house of partnership, be weary of having solely mental connections, when more philosophical ones are needed. Communication with your partner is key so that they are aware of your sensitivities and you don’t always appear cold or detached. Usually you’ll find yourself in social gatherings and meet tons of people, but never really form intimate bonds with anyone. Because of this you pursue/attract people that are younger since you like to be a teacher to them, which in turn feeds your soul. But in the house of partnership we can’t only be thinking of the self and what stimulates us, we have to be compassionate, understanding, and philosophical with someone else. You may go through multiple partnerships/marriages because you spontaneously enter unions and overthink yourself into oblivion. Just like you do people, you jump from project to project, which can frustrate any person that you are with since they never really know what’s going on in your mind. There’s nothing wrong with thinking of a million ways to do something, but for the sake of this union, it’s important that you are able to communicate and soften your mindset.

Cancer in the Seventh House: The influence of family is the heaviest in this placement. This can bring about limitations in the growth needed for an individual to be ready to provide for their partner. You will need to learn to form your own personal goals so that you may define your ego + personality without the shadow of your family. A functioning relationship for you consists of tenderness, emotion, intimacy, and a healthy family life. You are emotional, sensitive, and need someone to nurture this part of you. However, in a negative light, your desire for such traits can lead to possessiveness and a lack of confidence, which are not healthy. The need for emotional harmony can sometimes lead to the destruction of your union since there is no balance, just neuroticism and intense emotions. Without even thinking, you might be finding yourself with people that can recreate a mother role, or vice versa, where you reenact the mother role. When you are able to separate the fine line between caring about someone and drowning in your need for them, you will see that you can offer close, personal emotions that are at the center of the connection with your loved one.

Leo in the Seventh House: Known for your leadership qualities it is important to note that although you may be the bossy one in other aspects of your life, you actually let your partner take control of what goes on in your partnership. The reason for this is because your partner is a reflection of who you actually are inside, but your partner projects that outwardly in the relationship. Sometimes your partner may also be the star and attracts the attention, but you enjoy to see this and watch from their shadow. It makes you happy that your partner gets all this attention but belong to you. However, a happy union is one where both partners get the spotlight, not just one. You may not know it, but you need attention all the same, and can fall into a depression if you don’t receive it. If you’re wondering why you have strong enemies in your life, this placement may be why. The Leo qualities that you project may be bossy and not thinking of others which can be the reason that causes enemies. Your enemies are strong minded just like you but you will learn that with enthusiasm and energy, you can fight them off and get them to understand where you’re coming from. You want your partner to obey your rules, but you may struggle obeying theirs. Again, a happy matrimony will be of one where you both agree to listen to each other. There can be a tension of power play in this partnership, be weary. All you really want in life is romance and a candlelit dinner, make it known.

Virgo in the Seventh House: There is a lot of criticism in the way you attract a partnership. You want them to give you what you want, often losing sight that they too have emotions and thoughts. You want your partner to bring to the table what you lack, and vice versa. Negatively, you strive for perfection which in turn affects your happiness. You care about practicality, certainty, and won’t make a move unless you are certain of the outcome. Like Gemini, your partner must stimulate your mind and keep you thinking. Because of this, your relationships are not the most emotional or sincere. Your partner might think the union is cool and dry, and don’t really know your where your heart is at. You spend a lot of time criticizing your partner, or they may be doing that to you, whatever the case it comes off demanding and ambiguous. This may be why you suffer in relationships. In the marriage department, you might have to go through a few trial and errors to get it right. By the second marriage you have more chances of being successful since you have more time to mature. Learn to give without expecting anything in return. Be realistic of high expectations and cut your partner some slack, you must be putting in the work as well. In this placement, we can no longer be selfish and have to think of our partner and how to make a union work.

Libra in the Seventh House: This placement is in Its natural house, where Venus rules the seventh house, Libra is comfortable. In relationships, you take your time with choosing the best partner for you. What this person must bring is an attitude that tells you they are going to put the relationship above all else. This can have its negative and positive sides. You are likely to be more of a receiver than a giver here, hoping that your partner puts in most of the work. Be careful about this trait because you make it seem like you only care about yourself in this partnership. You tend to rely more on your partner’s support than they do on you, which can make your partner feel neglected. There can be issues of your partner feeling like their identity is being lost because they are catering to you most of the time. From the get go, your need for a relationship is established and hence why you are committed to finding a partnership. The right union for you is one of harmony and balance because you care about a partnership that can come to a middle ground. It’s all about keeping the peace here. In matters of business or at work, people are drawn to your naturally charming and energetic personality, but it is this same personality that tends to get taken advantage of.

Scorpio in the Seventh House: As always, Scorpio brings about deep, intense, powerful, and profoundly intimate partnerships. They can either kill you or bring you to life. Because of how passionate you come off and want your relationships to be, you might scare away those who are not able to handle such strong intimacy. Or flip the roles, and it’s you who might not be able to handle such a relationship. The traits of this placement bring about possessiveness and jealousy because of how obsessive you can be in your partnerships. However, this is a house of spirituality and union rather than just the self, so learning to let go of such obsessiveness is needed in order for your relationships to thrive. Once you are able to accept your weaknesses, you are able to accept everyone else’s which in turn makes you stronger. Intimacy for you is very serious and you will not become intimate unless you are sure the other person is serious about you too. Usually you care about your personal security and how your partner can make you feel safe, but here you must learn to acquire a security for all of life. Your partners will be magnetic, powerful, extremely passionate but this invites jealousy and darker more mysterious types as well. If betrayal happens in your partnerships, the result will be one of revenge and bitterness.

Sagittarius in the Seventh House: Free as the archer is, in a partnership you need your freedom In order to thrive. It is important for your partner to have a life of their own, completely independent of yours. If you are able to find such a person then this is who you will surely commit to. Clingy types that need your full devotion and attention will struggle with being happy because you will not be able to satisfy those who are codependent. When you do find the right person you will go out of your way to keep the relationship fun and exciting. Through adventure and travel is how you ultimately want to express your love. Anyone who is up for the journey will ensure a long lasting union. You are very curious and expressive of how you feel and think so you are interested in many subjects and people from all over the world. You always want to learn and have a thirst for knowledge so you like to learn from people storytelling their experiences. You may find yourself running from one experience to another, learning, and escaping to cope, but in this placement we must find a union within ourself and the world. If you think you are restless in your search for love, stop and take a breath, and try to figure out who is down for you to get to know you and your quirks. It will take another type of odd, open minded person to fully understand you, so if you haven’t found that yet, it’s only because you have not crossed paths with anyone like that yet. Rare people are hard to find.

Capricorn in the Seventh House: Success is sexy! You tend to attract partners that pretty much have their shit together. You are inspired by these types. The material and financial comfort that they have gained for themselves is something you want to be a part of because it makes you feel safe. Whether they provide it for you or you are inspired to achieve the same, this is the type of partnership you ultimately want. Knowing that your partner is FULLY taken care of, is 10/10 for you. If your partner can’t provide for you, what’s the point? However, you are not a gold digger. If anything, you want to know they can provide for you because you want to do the same for them. On a positive note, if both partners work hard, this will be a lasting union. However, if one does more providing than the other, than the relationship may have its faults and miscommunication. Problems of not being enough or feeling unsatisfied will emerge. Because of this, you are very picky and take your time committing to anyone because they have to be the ultimate package. If they don’t have everything you want, you will not pursue it. Those who do fancy you, you will find that you are stuck on them hoping for them to tie you down. This union is of patience, understanding, and stability. Very straightforward you see marriage as a coming together to help build an empire of sorts, such as marrying for status or wealth. Feelings of love may come second so it is important to express words of love to your significant other as to not make the relationship feel purely materialistic.

Aquarius in the Seventh House: The lucky fellow who captures your heart will earn your extraordinary loyalty. You demand a lot from a relationship, in terms of freedom and the space to roam as you please. In a positive union, your partner will also share these qualities. Huge know it alls you tend to project your superiority complex in your partnership and home. This makes you feel secure because you like to feel as if you have things under control. Perhaps you will find your partner through working for humanitarian groups since you tend to attract those that are fighting for a cause. Coming together with one other person may be hard for you because you are so independent and think for the world, not just for you and your partner. Be aware of how you may make your partner feel as though there is no passion outside of a group setting. You also have to be able to alone with them and connect with them on a higher level. You can’t be friends with your partner, well you can, but they have to mean more to you than just friends for this partnership to work. Once you are able to find the person who balances your need for freedom and power, you will reward them with your undying loyalty. Also be careful of your Leo tendencies to dominate your loved ones because if you’re attracting those with Aquarius qualities, they also value their freedom and independence, so give them the chance to be their own person and not someone under your rule. Overall, this union will be eccentric, unconventional, and exciting if your partner is willing to experiment with all the quirks and kinks you have to offer. Your partner will exude qualities of being a visionary, genius, and an intellectual. Try not to possess them and trust that they are yours without you having to demand for their attention!

Pisces in the Seventh House: Spirituality, compassion, and empathy are important to you. You may not possess these traits as much as you’d like so you may go looking for them in someone else. Partners that you attract may need to be nurtured in a way that makes you feel useful. You want someone that supports your imaginative type so you may not go for rational, practical types in fear of them shooting down your dreamy ideas. In a negative aspect, you and your partner may find themselves a bit removed from reality with no one to tell you guys to come back to the surface. This can be toxic so be weary of letting this type of behavior consume you. A partnership that works for you consists of being able to be spiritual and compassionate of each other while also aiming towards practicality and seeing things for what they really are. For you having a partner is very important and ultimately the only thing you find necessary in life. Once you find your soulmate you tend to give yourself to them which can lead to vulnerability, deceit, and mysteriousness, so be clear of what you want and try not to let yourself get taken advantage of. However, you might not even realize that you are getting taken advantage of because you see nothing wrong with helping out a loved one. Your partner may have deep rooted issues that you want to fix, but you can’t, they are just manipulating you for their well being. SNAP OUT OF IT and find yourself someone who truly values you and not someone who needs you.

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ferie-anon · 3 years

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(●’◡’●)ﾉ hey, I hope you could look at my signs and see which member in NCT (any sub unit) would you ship me with? My placements are: aries sun & mercury, aquarius moon, saggitarius rising, capricorn mars, and pisces venus:)) Thanks!💗

(Your moodboard)

Alrighty, aries sun with aquarius moon, so I see you are someone with strong opinions and stubborn of your own beliefs/views. Probably rlly active, physically and mentally, your thought process and randomness is always intriguing and inspiring for others. With aries mercury, you adhere genuine thoughts, honesty, and expect loyalty just as you are loyal and there for those you care about. With pisces venus, you are sweet, self-less in love, and it is quite balanced with your aries energy that you choose to give your all, and heart to those you trust. Also that emoji in your ask desc, is literally uwu your placements make for someone genuine/authentic, and you also desire/value those same things back. Your aquarius moon with sag rising, kinda makes you pretty easygoing/the impression, idk wut it is but you seem someone who is able to cheer up or bring light to others, aquarius moons are actually pretty funny imo, they rlly got this thing going on where ppl be loving them and they don’t even know who these ppl. With sag rising, I feel you may be pretty active irl in some aspect, maybe hanging out with friends? Or going somewhere/doing any activities. Your complexion/impression may be glowy/healthy, in the sense, or physically. Lastly, your capricorn mars pairs well with your pisces venus and everything imo, with capricorn mars you hold yourself to a certain set of work ethic of consistency, carry and are aware of the responsibility, and you also show through care of others by taking care of them in a way, capricorn mars are lowkey smoothly quiet when aiding someone. I appreciate capricorn mars grounding/consistent nature becuz you guys are always getting something done or mostly.

Your match in Nct is.... Johnny!

Johnny here has an aquarius sun with a gemini moon! Fun in many different ways and every type of moment with Johnny is quite not the typical norm, something that will always be unrestricting and free but mentally stimulating. (Well in Nct, not the norm seems often there lol) With double air in the big 3, his sun in aquarius makes him someone who is quietly resilient yet engaging and a bit distant from his true personal feelings to new ppl, as aquariuses open up once they feel like they’re comfortable with sharing their true emotions with someone they care and trust enough. After all, there’s many aspects and layers of Johnny from wut we have seen, his variety moments, then his serious and lowkey intimidating moments as he is one of the eldest, and him with his members, playing along with them and talking with them personally. Johnny has a lot of meme moments, or rather memes insert in many video compilation of nct, it’s either iconic or just very “johnny” of him in terms of thinking, but remains memorable in nct content which can show of aquarius innovation and making new statements(moments/events). His gemini moon makes him share his intellect of moving through his thoughts quickly, at times making him quite reflexive verbally and etc, and him being random at times becuz gemini moons are the type of brains that will go through so many ideas and thoughts that wut u see may be only a fraction or part of their wittiness and intellect. The first meeting of a scenario, would be the first day at campus/college or uni. Though you heard or thought you heard some screeches that were similar to a parrot, and spotted the noise coming from a tall boy who was chilling and fooling around with his friend group. 'Hmm wut was that lol', you chuckled to yourself as you rush to the entrance realizing you're nearly late.

(Johnny explaining the term “oh daddy” is iconic and so awkwardly hilarious in context)

Johnny's moon is in gemini, and these natives are logical, ends up attempting to rationalize emotions through why they feel this way, however they appear distant emotionally or rather not be upfront with taking of their emotions till someone close, as with their playful and spontaneous they are deep down emotionally vulnerable and caring of others but shown in a rather lighthearted and communicative way. Displayed, Johnny on camera and all doesn't seem to publically display or make known of his emotional moments and etc, and that despite being one of the oldest, they still care a lot and face other emotional conflicts innerly thought they don't display as much as they're seen as dependable and taking care of others as the oldest ones. With your aquarius moon, you both are similar in that your emotional needs and feelings aren’t directly channeled or displayed at first. With aqua moon, as they rather open up eventually to the one they find trust and closeness with, new ppl/acquaintances coming into the life may not get to fully grasp your emotional sense of thoughts and may only be able to get the notion of your somewhat detached nature/closed off to ones you have yet to trust or be close to. Both of you guys are inquisitive and observant, however aquarius moon are observant like self aware of the final outcome or contribute to the big picture of all the details they intake. While gemini moons notice detailed things and small tidbits and things that comes through their mind. You both will be able to grow more open and navigate through the emotional space and company of each other with the similarities and with some differences regarding your thinkings, it will be a good development of new perspectives for each other. The communication will be very expanded upon, both being active mentally-wise and bonding together will bring new topics/ease at expressing oneself.

His mercury is in aquarius. Aha, these ppl communicate in a very intriguing, funny/expressive way that isn’t typically boring in a way. Either fromt eh way they speak or present their explanation, there’s something that is expressively creative or genius-like in the out of norm examples or speech they draw out. Becuz they think from different approaches to explaining the issue or concept, they’re good at making “sense” in some form, and others being persuaded at times and seeing a different perspective with their logic. So combined with Johnny’s gemini moon, the creative juices of humor and words with his aquarius mercury makes him quite the fun and mentally stimulating conversationer, at one point he’s basically enlightening u with deep social issues topics and talking about thoughts, then springing up a new topic about ten being scared of fruits and coming up with theories and jokes (or he’s gonna switch the topic again lol). With your aries mercury, u would enjoy his active perspectives and logic, mostly u would challenge it with ur own opinion and perspective and u guys were talk extensively on it, tho it may lead to banter mainly u attempting to stand by ur point for some topics, and sometimes u both would be laughing it off during a convo becuz u both thought it was funny and agreed with each other. Spontaneity and intellect in the mix is an enjoyable rollercoaster ride lol.

He has venus in capricorn~ Cue Johnny explaining the term “oh daddy”, cuz he himself is lowkey one- jkjk on the pg rated side, there’s a sense of security and trust that comes with reliability of each other here, where Johnny would like to be able to provide that sense of secureness, whether emotionally, or “materially”, that ties with the bond and connection that is made and also initiates and desires stability. Johnny wouldn’t be very upfront regarding his affections and physical displayment of love or feelings, but it would be inherently noticed by you eventually, you may be a bit oblivious at first like “..? Oh he did something thoughtful becuz of me”. (Mark cheerleading in the audience: “oh dude he’s flirting”) Your pisces venus would give words of affirmations and selfless help and attentiveness at him, it may just be watching and wandering around him as you guys talk or eat. And he would also notice, tho similarly he may be a bit oblivious but probs realize quicker, ‘oh that’s why u said that-‘. I feel like you would initiate physical touch/skinship to express yourself, it may be subtle like hand holding or just playing around with his sleeve or hand. Johnny would be smiling softly inside, he would have a sliight lift of the corners of his lips in reaction to wut ur doing, cuz he wanna play it cool/he’s “totally not paying attention to wut ur doing”. Cute vibes yall.

Lastly, Johnny has mars in leo. Yuh, get into it, lol Johnny definitely is ambitious and also driven/puts it into action of it. The passion these placement exhibit and hold within their emotional desires and channel it through to get the success/outcome that they work for, Johnny is very talented in many aspects. Dancing and with a focus of the things they love, like for johnny being an idol, performing, interacting with fans international and in korea, and having a good time all through becuz that’s wut their heart is at. A focus/motivation that pushes through from their heart’s ambitious passion. (That probs didn’t make sense lol) Anyways paired with your capricorn mars, yall are power duo in this aspect of working till you meet ur goal/get that bag lol. In all seriousness, you both are ambitious, and where the amount of hard work lies is evident in both of yall. I would say leo mars are more reactive regarding their ambitions and dreams, linked to it in a firey manner or expression, like they’re charging through to it. Whereas your capricorn mars may be more pragmatic about the process but also charging through to meet ends of the goal. Though his leo mars does opposite your aquarius moon, the attraction drawn through each others difference in manners and execution is enough to create a expansion of new perspectives for each other as u guys spend more time. In the end u both will be able to understand each others own initiation and process of thinking and action, and the team work and work ethic together will be formidable to others ahaha.

Overall, it’s very interactive, fun, and a learning and experiencing relationship that is also calming in some aspects. The talkative couple, that would even say weird shit conversationally lol and everyone would not bat an eye becuz it’s “normal”. Goofing around and then being very close to each other that u both are comfortable in that aspect, so expressing your feelings to each other and dates would be cute and fun learning and experiencing from each other and hardships that you both face together to pull each other up for the better, very mutually caring. Yall are memey couple combined with intellectual sense of wisdom and care, and also power in focus of ur own passions and ambitions. The vibes you both exude together ->🍓✨🐠☀️🦭💅💞👯‍♀️📽 🍧 👜

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seasidewriter1-writes · 3 years

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Replying to @elizabeth0020 for: Hello!! I’ve always wondered how you decide what arcs/episodes you’re going to write? There are sooooo many, how do you know what’s a good one for your story vs one that isn’t? And a second question (if you feel like answering lol): how do you picture all the details you wrote? Like lighting, movements, facial expression etc? You’re so good at that and I’ve always been amazed at how you come up with them!

I love answering anything and everything, so never worry about sending me too much! I don’t often get to talk about the technical stuff (like the questions you’ve asked), so I love getting any chance I have to talk about them! (So hold on tight, ‘cause this is a ramble! 😂)

So, for the first question regarding the arcs... I picked out what episodes/arcs I thought were beneficial when I did my first watch through of the Clone Wars this past summer. I had a google doc that I wrote down all the episode names in, then jotted down the preliminary ideas. Let me tell you, with a show that has seven seasons of 20+ episodes, it was... so daunting to even think about narrowing down what episodes and arcs to use. It was what initially deterred me from using any of them at all. So I started to look for things that I felt would directly impact Elara, her character, and her development. For example, I didn’t really use all of “Cat and Mouse” because the episode, on a whole, wouldn’t have Elara much involved in it. It did, however, provide a wonderful backdrop for her time on Christophsis, which is why I didn’t nix it entirely. Aside from forcing Obi-Wan and Elara to be tied together, “Dooku Captured” and “The Gungan General” were used to introduce her to Hondo, whom both allows her to be more playful, and showcases her knowledge of the seedier side of the galaxy. And there are plenty of episodes that I love and adore that I just... don’t think would fit. For as much as I love “Senate Spy” and the introduction of Clovis, there’s no way for me to put Elara into that episode and not have it feel forced. That’s another huge thing I look for when picking episodes; if Elara doesn’t feel like she would naturally fit into the storyline somehow, even if it’s indirectly, I’m not going to force her into it. That’s when I do things like mention the events of the episode in a chapter (like with “Clone Cadets”) instead of doing a whole episode. So Clovis is obviously going to get a mention (she’s Anakin’s sister and Padmé’s bestie, of course she’s going to hear about the debacle), but the whole episode won’t be written out.

Then, of course, you have the arcs. The ones that I had immediately chosen are (and these probably come as no surprise): Ryloth, Mandalore, Mortis, Slavers, and Deception. The arcs I find easier to choose because you have a chance to work with more surface area so to speak. It gives me a chance to really flesh out Elara’s part in the story, focus in on her and her emotions and how she’s tied to this particular plot. With the Mortis Arc, for example––Elara is a Skywalker. She is strong with the Force, and in the “Balance” verse, considered a Chosen One. That ties her into the Mortis Arc very interestingly, since it’s not just Anakin going God Mode. It’s going to lend me the chance to really dig deep into Elara, her connection to the Force, to the Light and Dark (the Daughter and Son), and her relationship to being a Chosen One. At first I was like ‘holy shit I’m never gonna be able to do this arc,’ and then when I buckled down and really thought it over... I realized it’s going to be really important for her as a character, and particularly her relationship with Anakin (stay tuned!). It also probably comes as no surprise that a lot of the arcs (and episodes) that get picked are influenced by whether or not Anakin or Obi-Wan are in them. Which is why I almost turned a blind eye to the Umbara Arc until someone brought it up. I did a rewatch of it and knew I had to include it, too. Because that’s going to be an awesome opportunity to flesh out how close Elara is to the 442nd, and be able to contrast her ideals as a General against those of Krell. A lot of the picking of episodes and arcs ends up being trial and error. I wrote the first four-ish pages of “Clone Cadets” before I realized it just didn’t flow right.

All this being said, I like to envision Elara is around for all of the Clone Wars episodes, so I’ve got lots of fun little random snippets for things that I’ll probably never write, but figure would happen in some part of a CW episode.

And after all that, here we finally are at your second question! ☺️

Coming up with all those small details is actually an amalgamation of things at work. I do attribute a lot of it to my training as an actor/theatre artist. I think about how, if I were directing it, how I’d want the movements to look, and how that would translate on both a small scale, and a large scale. A touch of a hand for Obi-Wan and Elara can feel like a world shifting movement––but come off as nothing but a simple, friendly gesture to their fellows. On a small scale, what makes the difference is the way the touch happens. How light the pressure of the touch is, how long it lasts, how slowly their fingers brush against the other person’s hand... all those things help me figure out the mood of that touch and how they’d respond to it. Also, when choosing words to describe movements I often think about the attitude attached to it. A ‘turn of the head’ when Anakin’s being moody may end up being a ‘swivel,’ or the ‘arch’ of an eyebrow from Obi-Wan is more sarcastic than a gentler ‘raise.’ I often agonize picking out those sorts of words. I’ll sit there and try them over and over again, then put them all into a Thesaurus website because I worry I use the same words too much. The thesaurus (particularly when writing Obi-Wan), is my best friend.

When I write mannerisms for canon characters, I use a lot of reference for. I’ll literally just scroll through gifs, watch movie clips, or rewatch the scene I’m writing to pick up on character-specific mannerisms. A couple chapters ago I was describing Anakin’s angry face, and I just looked at images of him from Revenge of the Sith (him alone in the Council room, him being knighted as Vader, his expressions on Mustafar, etc.) I’ll also do this for vocal ticks/inflections. I will also unashamedly admit I will sit there and compose my face into whatever expression I’m trying to describe. Sometimes feeling it physically, or physically composing it helps me come up with words or ways to describe the look. Same thing with touches AND with vocal inflection. Do I sit by myself and read what I’ve written aloud in my best Obi-Wan Kenobi cadence? Yes, yes I do. And has it helped me figure out what words/phrases do and do not work? Yes, it absolutely has!

Also, a lot of describing the details of motion/facial expression/touch gets affected by music for me. Like, if you listen to “Stairway to Heaven” as played by the London Philharmonic Orchestra while reading, say, the scene in “The Gungan General” where Obi-Wan and Elara wake up pressed up to one another... that song is just THE feel of that moment. Listening to the right music when writing (the little details especially) is big for me. Kinda like how “Blue Monday” is the music that works best for the bunker scene in “Storm Over Ryloth.”

There are also a lot of details that I pull from real life. I remember when I wrote Elara seeing Naboo for the first time—and consequently grass, trees, and flowers, too—it was summer time for me. I was staring out at the trees and the way the light filtered through them, watched how they swayed... the grass had just been cut and the breeze smelled sweet... and I was like ‘god, imagine experiencing this all for the first time.’ So I took what I felt and elevated it a little, tried to add a kind of wonder to the things that we all, for the most part, kinda take for granted. I like pulling on experiences I’ve had in real life as a basis.

I ask attribute a LOT of my detail work to my training as a theatre artist. I think about lighting now differently than I did a couple years ago; because I learned what kinda of light fit different moods. Like the scene of Obi-Wan at Dex’s would feel completely different if I’d described the light as cool toned. It would lack a sense of hope. His reminiscences would be sadder, it would feel more stark. The warmer tones suggest that there’s still heart and hope, a possibility for things to get better, and that reflects his inner life better than colder, bluer light. Or how I used light when I wrote Elara seeing Watto again after 10 years to describe her struggle between Dark and Light in that moment. She stepped out of the sun and into the shade because, for a moment, she almost gave in to the Darkness. (Inspired by the scene in Force Awakens where Kylo asks for Han’s help and the light shines down on them... with hints of red low lighting to hint at the struggle... only to have the light disappear as he overrides his own vulnerability, reverts to the Darkness and kills his own father).

I also love using physical objects as emotional triggers, like is done in theatre quite a bit. A good recent example being Elara’s lightsaber. Obi-Wan having it reminds him of his worries regarding her safety, and his struggle with choosing what path to take in regards to his feelings towards her. Or Elara with the Snow Blossom. These things have the ability to spark different emotions depending on the situation. On a good day, the Snow Blossom will make her smile; on a bad day, it may make her feel more sad than happy. And sometimes they don’t have to be objects—they can be bruises or scars or healing wounds. Having something physical spark an emotional response can be really helpful, and has actually helped me though rough spots in my writing.

I could literally go on for hours about all of this kind of stuff! So thank you for asking about it and giving me a chance to discuss it even a little bit! ☺️

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whitherliliesbloom · 4 years

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I’m free forever. Free to sail the seas beyond the edges of the map. Free from death itself.

Headcanon for Pirate AU Kaye under the cut!

Captain of the Noctilux (light of the night), a galleon that is home to a notorious band of pirates who call themselves ‘The Wandering Equinox’. Unlike most other pirates, Kaye isn’t interested in pillaging or murder. Instead, he and most of his crew became pirates to live a life of freedom and adventure - as well as to stir up mischief with the rich and noble - who a lot of them hold a grudge against.

In the pirate au, Kaye is about 26 years-ish old.

GENERAL

Kaye’s personality can be described as stoic and aloof, but surprisingly lax and laid back for being a captain of a large crew. He’s quiet, reserved and isn’t especially chatty, but he can be loud and charismatic when he needs to be - as required for him to be a leader. While he does enforce some rules on his ship, he isn’t very strict about them - so long as the safety and wellbeing of his crew isn’t being compromised. He’s also against physical torture as a form of punishment like flogging. As such, his crew is quite carefree and playful. It’s not uncommon to hear laughter, singing and see games being played on ship. In fact, it wouldn’t be a stretch to say Kaye, in comparison to many other pirate captains on the seven seas, is kind of a glorified babysitter to a band of misfits.

Make no mistake though, Kaye is still the captain... and he WILL punish anyone who goes out of line - especially if a crewmate’s offence is hurting an innocent person or their own crewmates. He would never allow anyone who he knows is openly malicious or sadistic to others into his crew and he can be rather merciless in killing someone he deems cruel and despicable enough to deserve it.

Minor transgressions are met with less severe punishments, such as scrubbing the deck or being tied to the mast for an hour (the crew jokingly calls it the ‘time out mast’). In some cases, Kaye asks them to spar with him to train their physical combat. Most of them come out of the training session with aching muscles and many many bruises.

Kaye doesn’t really take much pride in being the captain - if anything he sees it as a mere duty. It’s not always obvious, especially to newcomers, but the older members of the Wandering Equinox will tell you that Kaye had to learn and get his ass handed to him many many times before he learned to be the good leader that he is today despite his considerably young age.

CREW RULES (in no particular order)

No fighting with one another - armed or otherwise. Sparring matches are fine, but they are to be overseen by at least one of the captain’s trusted officers or the captain himself.

All crewmates are to keep their weapons clean and ready at all times.

No crewmate shall have monopoly over any one type of resource. Everyone will learn to share and show kindness to their neighbor if they need provisions like fresh water more. This goes for the captain himself as well.

Lights are to be put out by nine at night. If anyone wants to stay up to drink beyond that time, they’ll have to do it upon the open deck so as to not disturb those who wishes to sleep.

Practice self-restraint in the consumption of alcohol. If you fall off the boat by accident while drunk, that’s your problem.

Sexual misconduct or harassment of any kind is to be punished by throwing the offending crewmate overboard IMMEDIATELY.

Pillaging and robbing the poor or vulnerable is strictly prohibited. Steal from the rich, give to the poor.

BACKSTORY

Kaye’s real name is Lazala Tatozala, the illegitimate son of a nobleman who had an affair with a peasant bar lady. For the first few years of his life, his mother took care of him and raised him to be a morally upstanding person - until she one day succumbed to illness. He was later taken in to live with his father’s household. His father’s wife, a governor’s daughter, was furious to learn of her husband’s affair, and took a lot of her frustrations out on young Lazala, abusing him physically and mentally. About a year after Laz has moved into the family when he was just 6 summers old, the woman had a son - Rokozala Tatozala.

The two boys had a strained relationship growing up - with Roko being pampered and treated with the love and affection from his birth mother and father that Laz never had. While Laz attempted to be a good big brother for Roko; feeding him what little food Laz was already allowed to have, offering to play with Roko, watching over Roko, Roko always kept his distance and was wary of Laz. Roko was taught by his mother that Laz was a lesser being - an unwanted bastard child who is unclean, and so grew up with the prejudice ingrained inside him. The older he grew, the more distant he became to his older brother.

Laz was one day visited by a mysterious man, a pirate captain who claimed to be Laz’s birth mother’s brother - making Laz his nephew. Though skeptical at first, the man took Laz to his old childhood home, and told the boy that he hadn’t known about his sister’s death until just recently since he’d spent the last several years sailing around the world.

His uncle told Laz all about his adventures as a pirate - free from the burdens of society, and offered to take Laz on board his crew and train him on how to be a pirate. Laz agreed.

Now a teen, Laz spent the next several years under his uncle’s wing, training not only physically in combat from what he later learned was apparently one of the best fighters upon the seven seas, but also the tips and tricks of the pirate trade. He inherited his uncle’s moral code to never hurt the weak or innocent, and was later told that should anything ever happen to the captain, he would want Laz to take over his responsibilities.

Wanting to leave behind his family and birth name, Laz went by the alias of Kaye and has since led his life as a wanderer of the seas.

OTHER HEADCANONS

Kaye is a master of a variety of weapons, using anything from daggers, cutlass, spears and axes to fight. He’s not as good when it comes to the use of firearms but he will use pistols and muskets if he has to.

Extremely agile, fast and strong. Has beaten a lot of people older than him in hand to hand combat.

Loves sweets but... they’re kind of a rarity to have on board. He doesn’t like alcohol, but puts up with drinking grog while he’s sailing. He’s never not sober - due in part to his careful consumption of alcohol as well as his high tolerance of it.

He can read and write, but he’s not the most book smart person on board... and his vocabulary is somewhat limited.

Compared to his canon self, pirate captain Kaye swears more frequently and he’s become used to blurting out certain pirate lingo even when he’s speaking to non-pirates.

The ship Kaye inherited from his uncle wasn’t originally named the Noctilux, Kaye renamed it and the crew after his uncle met his end prematurely.

Despite what happened, Kaye doesn’t actually hate or hold a grudge against Roko - and a part of him blames himself for not having the courage to ask Roko to run away with him back when he was offered a place on his uncle’s ship; not that Roko would have agreed to anyway.

Often refuses medical treatment because he believes the medical supplies should be saved for his crew. Often has to be dragged into the infirmary by Nanami and Illya by force to get his wounds treated.

#ffxiv #final fantasy xiv #kaye #gpose #headcanons #pirate au #mine #This took a while to write out wow #i wanted to include pictures of kaye's half brother in here somewhere but #thought it'd be out of place so #that will be a separate set probably

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Decans

Let’s explore the sign’s Decans. Decans can determine differences among a sign, an emphasis on different traits associated with a sign. The Decans are divided into 3. So the first 10 degrees are the 1st Decan, 10-20 2nd Decan, 20-30 3rd Decan. If your sun or moon is say at 05 degree look at the 1st Decan. I will list out general dates associated with the Decans, but rely on the degrees more. With Decans I prefer to follow the pattern with signs more so than get caught up in planetary rulers. The 1st decan is always connected to that sign. EX: Aries - Aries. 2nd decan is the 2nd fire sign in the zodiac so Aries - Leo, the 3rd decan the 3rd fire sign, Aries -Sagittarius.

Aries

Decan 1 - March 20-29: Ambition, bravery, and forcefulness are emphasized in the Aries character. Here you see the classic "God of War" traits such as impulsiveness or a take-charge attitude.

Decan 2 - March 30-April 8: This brand of Aries really runs with the sign's confidence. Leadership, entrepreneurship, and a focus on individuality is here. They project their self, their energy onto the world.

Decan 3 - April 9-19: Here we see Aries passion come more into play. Their heated energy can be focused on others with a desire to compete, win, or impress. They have a desire to influence others, to find chemistry, to burn with feeling.

Taurus

Decan 1- April 20 – 30: Has a focus on Taurus’s determination, momentum, fixed nature, endurance, magnetism, seductive trait, romantic trait, and stubbornness.

Decan 2- Apr 30 to May 9: This focuses on Taurus’s patience, earthy nature, routine, security-driven trait, cautiousness, comfort, and reliability.

Decan 3- May 10 to 21: This focuses on creativity, logic, practicality, work ethic, and material side of Taurus. There is a lot of endurance to these Tauruses. The sign's typical creativity can be channeled pragmatically.

Gemini

Decan 1 - May 21 to 31: The first 10 degrees of Gemini we see a focus on the quick-witted, curious, and variety hunger of the sign. Duality can play a bigger role in themselves and in their life. The quest for knowledge and quest for who they are is tightly intertwined.

Decan 2 - June 1- June 10: Persuasion, trickery, silver-tongue, social flexibility, and friendliness are emphasized. We see the cordial and fun side of forever youthful Gemini.

Decan 3 - June 11 to 20: The intellectual side of Gemini shines through. Possibly the detached side too. Energized and sharp, this Gemini might not always be so fun-loving as the others but uses communication and knowledge as a tool. Collecting information is an impulse.

Cancer

Decan 1 - June 21- July 1: The protective, loyal, traditional, tough, and tenacious side appears here. This crab wields shield and sword and embodies the prickly, hard shell crab with a soft center trope. Comforting, loving, affectionate on the inside, the homebody trait may be strong.

Decan 2 - July 2 - July 12: Creativity, intuition, depth, sensitivity, possessiveness, sentiment, emotional bias, and sometimes manipulation stand out for this Decan. Here shows how a Cancer's waters can run deep and even with intensity.

Decan 3 - July 13 - July 22: The gentle, healing, sympathetic, kind, adaptable, and understanding side of Cancer is focused on. They can be highly changeable in their moods; here you see a Cancer whose emotions and energy flow.

Leo

Decan 1 - July 23 - Aug. 1: Heat, pride, ego, honor - how fire is fixed and elevated to a regal status is what takes priority. Creative and generous, romantic and affectionate. This Leo is very much focused on their connection to the Sun, to the life force, to strength, to ego, and to pride.

Decan 2 - Aug 2 - Aug 12: Here we may see the more entertainer and spotlight side of the sign. They take pride in mind and body but is concerned with feedback of others. How are they entertaining, impressing, inspiring? The luxury loving, go big or go home, bravery of the sign shines.

Decan 3 - Aug 13 - Aug 22: We see an extroverted, daring, risk-taking, and forward side of the sign. The bossy and demanding side of the sign can show too. Here the ego desires power and action. Intensity is fed into them.

Virgo

Decan 1 - Aug 23 - Sept. 2: The quest for perfection is persistent in character. Logical, intellectual, observant, they can possess an earthy wisdom or insight that is gathered over the years. A nurturing, helpful, and caring side of Virgo can be seen as well.

Decan 2- Sept. 3 - Sept. 13: The more serious trope of hard working, detail-oriented, and focused Virgo is here. This is the overachiever Virgo, the get stuff done, the critical, the on top of their game Virgo. But wit and helpfulness is still strong here.

Decan 3 - Sept. 14 - 22: The solid, devoted, and loving side of Virgo is focused on. While they love their routine and creature comforts they are still sharp and communicative. They feel tied to the natural world, has healing capabilities, and may be highly interested in physical health.

Libra

Decan 1 - Sept. 23 - Oct. 3: Charming, social, artistic, romantic, and diplomatic. This is the socialite or lover in the Libra sphere. Sometimes elusive and afraid of conflict. You see the stereotypical pleasing and pastel picture Libra.

Decan 2 - Oct. 4 - 13: Here we see more of a social justice warrior in Libra. A focus on fairness and/or justice, action is behind their charm and persuasion, and is likely a more independent Libra. They might not fear conflict but can certainly talk their way out of it.

Decan 3 - Oct. 14 - 22: Persuasive, intellectual Libra can have a focus on balance. This is a Libra who is introspective into the light and dark side of themselves. They can tune in to social feelings and cues. Adaptable, attractive, their downfall can be in unbalanced times or self.

Scorpio

Decan 1 - Oct. 23 - Nov 2.: We see a loyal and willful Scorpio. The secretive and private side is strong, but usually comes from a source of protection and fear. Magnetic and intense we also see a forward side. The boiling waters of Scorpio are felt in desire and drive.

Decan 2 - Nov 3. - Nov. 12th: Intuitive, creative, sensitive, compassionate, spiritual, romantic, and faithful. While this may sound like a softer Scorpio, their manipulation is on point, they are still a force. Secrecy is turned into mystery. Fascination with the occult is a focus.

Decan 3 - Nov. 13 - Nov. 22: A private and protective Scorpio. Intensity and magnetism tend to be expressed in seduction. Deep thinking and feeling. Jealousy and possessiveness can be flaws that are emphasized. Finds it hard to trust. Masters subtle force and manipulation.

Sagittarius

Decan 1 - Nov. 22 - Dec. 2: Truth-seeker, fun, enthusiasm, adventurous, and confidence are focused traits. Ideas and philosophy also take a front seat, here their ideas are more based off knowledge gathered. Competitiveness and impulse can be more common in these Sagittarius as well.

Decan 2 Dec. 3 - Dec. 12: The entertainer in Sagittarius is displayed here more. Philosophy and ideas are based more in belief. The con-artist trope may be here as a corrupt version of the entertainer. The joy and independence of Sagittarius are clearly seen.

Decan 3 Dec. 13 - Dec. 22: Rebellion, big picture, generous, playful, and passion balanced with a light heart. They can easily get carried away with new ideas and people. They can inspire and lead. They tend to be the comedians but can also be incredibly insightful.

Capricorn

Decan 1 - Dec. 21 – 31: Ambition, authority, hard work, and purpose! Here you see the classic hustling Capricorn and also the need for purpose and a place in society Capricorn. Reliable, responsible, not the most reassuring. These are the cold crystal Capricorns.

Decan 2 - Jan 1-9: A focus on materialism, control, and status is here. We see Capricorn who are calculated, some ruthless, and judgmental. However we see the secret romantic in this Capricorn. They find it hard to express feelings but desire affection and passion.

Decan 3 - Jan 10-22: Thoughtful, witty, blunt, and observant. This Capricorn has an earthy appeal or charm. Not quite warm but sturdy and in tune with society’s norms and social behaviors. A condescending and critical nature at times can be seen more with these goats.

Aquarius

Decan 1 Jan.9-29: The quirky, genius, big dreams, knowledge bearing Aquarius is here. Friendly and humanitarian, they can get carried away with their ideals and visions. A hypocritical side can form. Independent, detached, and unpredictable are traits with their own ups and downs.

Decan 2 - Jan. 30-Feb.8: Communicative, energetic, love of learning, confident, and their independent, possibly aloof traits come off as more cool and level-headed rather than completely detached. Here is an Aquarius more wrapped up in the social sphere or even peer pressure.

Decan 3 - Feb. 9-Feb. 18: Charismatic, possibly flirty, scientific but also lively and social. May not seem as aloof as other Aquarius. They need a balance of stimulation from socializing and exercising their mind. We see a high flying Aquarius focused on the collective mind.

Pisces

Decan 1 - Feb.19-29: Empathetic, creative, imaginative, healing, caring, but also possibly deceiving and elusive. We see the fantasy type Pisces here. Idealism and head in the clouds Pisces.

Decan 2 March 1-10: A more comforting, protective, and socially perceptive Pisces is here. Artistic, fluid emotions, but can come with a greater focus on the victim or martyr complex. This is a keen water creature.

Decan 3 - March 11- March 20: The force of currents and rivers is here with this Pisces. They are empathetic, hypersensitive, picks up on people, info, and skills easily, and has visionary thoughts. Confusion, impatience, instability from their own sensitivity and passion can happen.

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