#please come have my boo i need more connections for him

[dragon-kazansky]

Heart of the Dreaming

Morpheus x Female Reader

Soulmate AU

You are the daughter of Rodrick Burgess. You find out about the "demon" in the basement and decide you want to see it. Things take an unexpected turn when your soulmate connection is made with the man you find down there. You are the one he has been waiting for, and you're being taken away from. Not for long. Dream will protect his soulmate.

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Chapter Six - Blood and bonds

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The demons of Hell were all excited as they cheered. Whatever this game was, it was clearly a big deal. You had no idea what was happening. For your own comfort, you chose to watch Dream. Matthew is perched up above you. Morpheus and Lucifer stood facing one another.

He had to win. There was more than his helm on the line now. Dream had sworn to himself he would protect you. Hell could not have you.

Choronzon stood on the balcony with the helmet in his hand. Lucifer and Morpheus stood on either side of him.

"Welcome, ladies and gentlemen. Today, for your entertainment and delectation, a formal challenge."

The demons cheer.

"The challenger is Dream. Once the master of the Realm of Sleep."

The demons boo.

Morpheus turns slowly and looks at you. You look back at him. He steps away from the balcony and makes his way toward you while Choronzon announces Lucifer as the other player. The demons cheer for their ruler.

"Are you alright?" He asks softly.

"Fine." You reply shortly.

"I will not let Hell have you."

Your gaze on him softens. "You don't have to make a fuss of me. Me for the helm was probably a good deal. It must be important to you if you were willing to come to Hell for it."

"I would not trade you in this life or any other. You are my soulmate, and you shall come back to the Dreaming with me." He speaks softly. "If anything happens to me, take my sand and use it."

"No. No. Don't say that."

"Promise me," he says.

You shake your head. You find yourself reaching out and grabbing his hand. "You can't leave me. You're my only way out."

"My sand will work for you."

"I don't care about the sand. I... I just need you to be okay. Please. Don't leave me."

"Morpheus, am I interrupting a premlinary of some kind?" Lucifer asks.

"Just a little pre-game pep talk." You say. "Your majesty." You bow your head. "We came for the helm, and we're not leaving without it," you talk more to Morpheus now.

He looks at you again silently.

"We shall see," Lucifer says, amused.

You let go of his hand, and Morpheus flexes his hand slightly. He steps away from you, though reluctantly. He doesn't like the look of fear in your eyes.

He wants to keep you safe. He needs to secure your safety. You need to come back to the Dreaming with him.

"As the challenged, I set the meter and take the first move." Lucifer says.

"Very well. Make your move."

You stand there with baited breath as you watch the pair of them. Your eyes linger on the Devil. There was so much at risk here.

"I am... a dire wolf. Prey-stalking, lethal prowler."

You turn your eyes to Morpheus.

"I am a hunter. Horse-mounted, wolf-stabbing."

Lucifer grunts as they receive a wound through their body. That's the first hit. Morpheus drew blood from Lucifer. You watch carefully for the next move.

"I am a serpent. Horse-biting... poison-toothed."

Your eyes are drawn to Morpheus as the poison floods his veins. His breaths come out in short, ragged puffs. You hadn't realised how dangerous and severe this game was. This was crazy.

"I am a bird of prey. Snake-devouring, talons ripping."

The poison leaves his body. Lucifer receives three long slashes across the face. More blood is drawn.

"I am a butcher bacterium. Warm-life destroying."

Morpheus falls to his knees as his flesh appears to be eaten away. You stare in horror. Was he going to die playing this? This was horrible.

"I am a world." He says slowly. "Space-floating, life-nurturing."

His body heals. You look at him in awe. He is still able to play. You smile softly.

"I am a nova." Lucifer says. "All-exploding, planet-cremating."

Morpheus lays on the ground, his flesh scorched. That was a big hit. You can't stand this anymore. Lucifer is doing mkre damage to him, and it's starting to make you feel sick.

His eyes flick to you. He can see the worry glistening in your eyes. "I am a universe." He whispers weakly. "All things encompassing, all life embracing."

You smile softly. Perhaps there is much more to this man than you're aware of. Perhaps it isn't quite fair to judge him so quickly.

"I am anti-life. The Beast of Judgement. The dark at the end of everything."

Morpheus goes cold. He lays there, unable to lift his head. His breathing is shallow. This is the worst he's looked all game. What is he supposed to do now?

"What will you be then, Dream Lord?"

He tries to move, but he can't. You can't help yourself anymore. You rush over to him and touch him gently. "Get up," you whisper. He doesn't move. He shivers under your hands, and for a moment, you think this is it.

"Come on," you say softly. "Say something. Anything. You have to win, remember? You have to win for me."

He looks up at you through his lashes. His breath is quiet and shaky. He looks like he's dying.

"Still with us, Dream?" Lucifer asks, amused by this display.

"He is! And it's his move, Your Majesty." You say, glancing up at Lucifer. You turn back to Dream. "Come on. There has to be something."

"There are no more moves." Lucifer states. "What can survive the anti-life?"

You continue to caress his face gently. He stares at you through dark eyes.

"You can survive the anti-life," you whisper. "Dreams can survive anything. I dreamt of you. Every night. While I was locked away in my room with nothing else left, I had you. All that time, you were locked away under the house, and I didn't know, but I felt you. I had you in my dreams, and that was enough."

Your words strike something in him. He had no idea you had been dreaming about him. All that time, and he had no idea he was able to get through to you. Unintentionally, but still. You had him.

"I... am..." Morpheus gets up on his knees. You keep a hand on his back as you watch him. He looks up at Lucifer. "Hope."

Morpheus rises to his feet.

"Hope." Lucifer speaks softly.

You smile softly as you look up at him.

"Well, Lightbringer?" Morpheus asks. "It's your move. What is it that kills hope?"

Lucifer knows they have lost. They turn to the demon. "Choronzon. Give him his helm."

"No. I won't. It's mine. Please."

Mazikeen throws Choronzon off the balcony after taking the helmet from him. Morpheus approaches the demon and takes the helmet from her, thanking her in the process.

"Thank you, Lightbringer. The Ruler of Hell is honourable, indeed. I will not forget this."

"Honourable? You joke, surely." Lucifer walks closer to where you two stand. "Look out there, Morpheus. The billion Lords of Hell stand arrayed about you. Tell us. Why should we let you leave? Helmet or no, you have no power here. After all... What power have dreams in Hell?"

Morpheus smirks slightly. "You say I have no power here. Perhaps you speak truly. But to say dreams have no power in Hell... Tell me, Lucifer Morningstar, what power would Hell have if those here imprisoned were not able to dream... of Heaven?"

Lucifer is clearly seething under that calm exterior. You can see it in their eyes.

"One day, Morpheus... we shall destroy you."

Morpheus leans in close, seemingly bowing, and looks Lucifer in the eye. "Until that day, Lightbringer."

With his helm in hand, Morpheus walks away. You follow him quietly. Matthew flies by your head. The raven had been watching everything quietly. He was curious about you and his master. However, he kept his thoughts to himself for now.

You follow Morpheus out the gates and back out to the wastelands you had arrived in. You couldn't help but worry slightly. You knew Lucifer was beyond pissed off after today.

Dream was still in his battle gear. It was very fitting for him. He looked... good. It felt weird to think about it, though.

You watch as he puts his helm on.

"Can you actually see in that thing?" You ask. It was a peculiar thing. It looked like it was made out of bones...

"I can. I can see the ruby."

"Your ruby?"

"Yes. Come here." He turns to you, but you can't see his face now he wears his helm. It's rather intimidating.

You stand closer to him and watch as he takes his sand from his pocket. Matthew stands between you both, looking up at the pair of you.

Dream pours the sand into his palm, and it swirls around you both. You instantly reach put and grab his arm gently. His surprise by your action is hidden by his helm.

You arrive at a storage house. You take a look around you and find yourself no longer in Hell. You feel the tension leave your body and let go of Dream.

He looks down at his arm, where you have touched him and tries to commit the warmth of your hand to memory. You take a step away from him, and he comes back to his senses.

He leads you inside.

"I can sense it. My ruby. It's here."

He walks through the shelves and finds the glow of his ruby emitting from a crate on the shelf. He reaches out and smiles as he takes the ruby from within. He holds it up and looks at it.

"Something is wrong."

You frown and are about to ask what was wrong, but as he touches the ruby, it explodes with power in his hand and sends him flying backwards.

"Dream!"

He doesn't respond. You rush over to where he lies and tap his face a few times. "Hello? Can you hear me?"

He doesn't respond.

The door to the storage unit opens, and you hear someone enter. A man in a long coat and slippers kneels down and picks up the ruby. It doesn't seem to affect him. You watch him walk away with it.

You turn your attention to the man in your arms. "Please get up." You whisper. "Wake up..." You feel tears in your eyes.

You don't know what to do.

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[loupy-mongoose]

This part got pretty long, so I shall put it under a read more bar.

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The gall of that girl! What does she think she’s doing, showing up out of nowhere to accuse my kid of ruining someone else’s mental state??

The Lindens and Mr. Fuji had gone back into the house. Akoya was pacing around in the entryway, fuming. Randy lifted his hand and opened his mouth to speak, but she wasn’t finished. Why can’t this Jovie do anything to help him? It’s not Lav’s job to manage his feelings!

Hon. Her husband managed to cut in. Calm down, please. I understand you're upset, but we need to talk this out.

What's to talk out?? That kid's nuts if she thinks we're going to go kiss Nico's boo-boos!

Akoya!

The white-haired woman went silent, meeting Randy's eyes. He was stern, his face pleading for her to heed his request. After a moment, Akoya took a deep breath. Sorry... Sorry. She crossed her arms, putting a final punctuation on her feelings.

Randy gave her a little sympathetic hug before turning to Lav.

His daughter's eyes shimmered with tears and she clung to herself. He approached her and wrapped her in his arms, noting that the top of her head came up a little higher on him than it used to.

In his arms, she broke down sobbing. Akoya's expression softened, and she came to join in the hug.

After Lav had calmed down a little, Randy sighed. Let's go sit and talk.

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Lav sat snuggled up to her dad's side on the couch, shivering, her mind swimming. Eventually she spoke.

She said her name was Jamie Wild Rennard… Does… that name mean anything to you guys?

Her parents shook their heads. But Mr. Fuji appeared thoughtful. It sounds familiar to me. But I can't place why.

Randy gently brushed his fingers through his frazzled daughter's hair.

Your mom is right that you’re not responsible for how Nico responds to the… unfortunate turn out meeting took. You understand that, right?

Lav took a moment, but nodded. She sniffed.

Her dad held her close. It's not you're fault.

The purple-haired girl's voice shook. It's not my fault... It's not my fault...

They all went quiet for a moment, each running through their own thoughts.

He's not your responsibility...

But...

Lav looked up at him questioningly.

I think it would be worthwhile to go.

Akoya gave him a dumbfounded look. What??

He won't let her connect mentally like she wishes they could. He turned his attention to Lav. This could be your chance to talk to him about it all. To say what you want to say. He went on, ignoring the look of disbelief his wife was giving him. Even if she doesn't want to... I do.

Everyone present looked at him in stunned silence.

We can't deny that we parted in an unfavorable way. It could be worth it to settle things before we leave Kanto.

Akoya's eyes flashed with terror. A-Are you sure that's a good idea, Love? With... With what happened... Are you sure that's safe?

He looked at her, his eyes deep with sympathy and reassurance. I believe I'll be fine, Hon. If you want, you can stay here with Lav.

No. Where you go, I go. She shook her head. Look, Love, I.. I get it, but... I still don't think this is a good idea... What if-- Randy put up a hand to stop her.

Let's sleep on it. We have two days to decide, right? We don't need to figure it out right this moment.

Akoya hesitated, but then sighed and nodded. ...Alright. That sounds good.

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Two days later, Lav stood anxiously in front of the house, leaning against the wall and fixing her eyes on the sky.

Finally, she saw what she was waiting for, and took a deep breath. She cracked open the door.

She's here.

Like last time she'd come, the small red-headed girl hopped off of the saddle on the Crobat's back. Her narrowed blue eyes scanned them all carefully. Akoya gently shuffled and placed her arm protectively in front of the duffle bag draped over her shoulder

I hear you want to go.

Lav noticed a wave of confusion come from her dad. Yes... That's what we've decided. After a moment, she realized where his confusion had come from; She heard they want to go? She could've seen it, but heard? But Randy didn't address it.

The girl nodded curtly. She reached into one of the bags on the back side of her belt. Are any of you afraid to fly? The three Lindens shook their heads. Good. That makes things easy.

She tossed a couple Pokeballs into the air, where they opened and beams of energy shot down to the ground. As the energy faded, a Dragonite and an unusually colored Flygon appeared. The Dragonite had a saddle, but the Flygon was bare.

Jamie put her Pokeballs away and placed her hand gently on the cheek of the Flygon, who appeared nervous. I'm taking Darren, here. I wasn't expecting three of you when I came, so I didn't bring enough flyers. Can two of you share the Dragonite?

The Lindens exchanged glances and nodded.

Lav took her dad's hand and let him pull her up onto the Dragonite's saddle in front of him. Akoya settled onto the Crobat.

Oh, by the way... Jamie gestured to the Crobat. That's Percy... Then the Dragonite. And this is Sheila.

Lavender smiled at her mount. Hi, Sheila!

Sheila turned her head to Lav and chuffed a good-natured hello, but didn't meet the girls eyes. Lav looked back at Jamie, who was unrolling a foot-long plastic ribbon. She tied it to the strap on her shoulder.

Randy turned to Mr. Fuji, standing on the ground beside Sheila. We'll try to stop by again before we leave. But if we don't... thank you so much for everything, Itsuki.

The man seemed startled by the use of his first name, but he smiled warmly. It's been my pleasure, Randy. It's definitely been an exciting visit.

The two of them shook hands. Mr. Fuji went and said his goodbyes to Lavender and Akoya as well.

Jamie climbed onto Darren's back, speaking softly to him and comfortingly rubbing his head. Lav saw the Flygon's apparent anxiety fade. She then turned to face the family.

Ready to go?

The Lindens all nodded.

And the three Pokemon leaped into the sky.

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And with that, I believe that's farewell to Mr. Fuji. I doubt I'll draw or write them going back to say their final farewell when the time comes, but we'll have to see. Maybe I'll do some heartfelt sendoff later.

Note; I know it's been a long time, but his first name has been stated before. I figure he's used to people referring to him as Mr. Fuji, so he doesn't think anything of it when they call him that long term.

[itsdori-lover]

Cherry Blossom Connection

Erm.. hey y'all! This my first post on here so PLEASE BE NICE 😞...

Any constructive criticism is greatly appreciated!!

Summary: You're invited by your best friend Mina to the club, you think you won't meet anyone interesting but to your surprise, you do.. Some notes: you're gender neutral but has girlalala parts!!, Izuku is asian & hispanic! I think that's it tho... :)

TW!!: Vaginal Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Spanking, Shotgun Kissing, Creampie 🙃

I walked in the club, the music thumping and people dancing. Honestly I didn’t want to be here today, but I was forced by Mina. 

[ FLASHBACK!!] 

I just got out of the shower, feeling refreshed and ready for bed until I heard my Tyler, the creator ringtone going off. I let out a sigh before picking up my phone to answer. “ Yes minaaa!~” I said as I stretched out her name for the effects. “ Girl get dressed and get to the bar, I sent you the Addie. See you in an hour!!!” She said before she hung up. ‘Damn she could have at least let me get a word in…’ I thought before picking out my clothes.

[ FLASHBACK OVER!!!]

It smelled like drunk people and weed. How amazing… Anyway, I walked to the bar ordering a frozen raspberry margarita. If i was forced here, i’m at least gonna get tipsyyy! Speaking of being forced here, I looked around for Mina and I found her making out with this red head. Seems like she’s getting some dick tonight 🤭. I need to really find myself a boo, but all these guys look like perverts so… I probably won’t find anyone today. 

As I ordered another Margarita and a shot, My song ‘ Anxious ’ came on. Of course I have to get up and dance. I got up, making my way to the dance floor. I swayed my hips, shaking my ass and moving my arms around my body as I danced. I continued until I felt hands snake across my hips. Listen, I don't play when it comes to clubs, I'm always ready to kick ass. my hands rated E for EVERYONE!!! I turned around, ready for it to be a perv but it turned out to be a green haired Asian boy. ooo he was so good looking. He had green eyes, freckles, and two deep dimples that popped out with the slightest smile. 

My attitude immediately changed as I took in his looks. “ Hi beautiful, what’s your name?” He asked as he continued to sway with me. I stared at him before turning back around, ignoring his question. “ hmm~ playing hard to get huh? that’s fine by me” He whispered in my ear. His deep voice sent my heart to cloud 9. God he sounded so sexy, but I can't let him have me that easily. as we danced together, My favorite part came on. Just to be bold and get a reaction, I rubbed my ass against him. His grip got tighter as he rubbed circles into my back.

We danced some more until we got a tad bit tired. He walked me to a booth with a bunch of liquor bottles laying around. “ Now will you tell me your name, pretty girl?” He said as he rubbed circles into my thighs. “ It's (your name), what about you, pretty boy?” I retaliated, leaning forward to stare in his eyes. He stared at me back for a few seconds before leaning back into the sofa, “ it’s Izuku Midoriya.” After introducing ourselves, we got into a conversation about anything and everything. 

Soon it got late and the club was closing. By this time, I completely forgot about Mina. I guess I'll just have to call her tomorrow to make sure she's still alive. Honestly I didn’t want to leave Izuku, it seemed like he was thinking the same thing as he led me to his car. As I got into his 2023 BMW I admired his red interior, it fits him so well. Sexy yet classy… Anyway we continued our talk, when I looked back at him he was rollin up a blunt. I stared at him as he licked the paper before using his hands to smooth it down. God he looked so sexy, definitely had the kitty purring… 😍 (LMAOOO) 

I didn’t even realize he started to stare right back at me until he broke me out of my thoughts with a question. “ Do you smoke?” “ Of course I do” I stated before turning away from him again. When he tried to light the blunt, his lighter wasn’t working. I leaned in and flicked mine up to light it. The fire made his face look so detailed and fine as he stared at me with that look in his eyes. He breathed in before blowing the smoke out of his nose. He then passed the blunt to me so I could hit. As soon as the smoke filled my lungs, I felt all the worries and embarrassment fade away. 

We passed the blunt back and forth, both of us getting our fill. Izuku stared at me before speaking “ Te ves tan hermosa mamas” I stopped mid blow out to stare at him in awe. “ You know spanish??” He chuckled before saying “ I’m hispanic too, mi amor” I smiled at him, making a mental note of that. “ I see, that makes sense” I said before passing the blunt to him. As he took his hit, he looked at me and grabbed my chin. Izuku pulled me in saying “ Open your mouth, Mamas” before blowing smoke into my mouth. Our eyes said so many words our mouth couldn’t say. 

He moved his lips close to mine before kissing me. Our kiss was sweet at first before becoming sensual and hungry. We were hungry for each other's taste and warmth. As Izuku kissed me, He stubbed our blunt and dropped it somewhere on the floor. He grabbed my hips and lifted me onto his lap, his hands roamed my body as I moaned in his mouth. I rutted my hips against his, needing friction to tame the firing feeling on my body.

Izuku kissed down my neck, looking and searching for my sweet spot all while leaving purplish marks all over my neck. We grinded on each other, searching for pleasure while touching every place we can. His hands moved to my ass, cuffing it before sliding his hands inside my panties. His fingers circled my clit, catching my breath in my throat. “ U-ugh, Izuku~” He looked up at me as he pushed my bra up and immediately latched onto my nipple, playing with the other one. My face scrunched as the pleasure moved throughout my body. 

“ more, please!” I mumbled as his finger quickend in tight circles on my clit. I felt myself getting closer and closer to my orgasm. As soon as I was about to cum, he stopped everything. “ Izuku!~” I moaned in displeasure. “ Be patient, pretty girl” Izuku whispered as he took off my panties. He moved his fingers from my clit to my hole. “ ¿Estás tan mojada ya?Que chica tan traviesa~” Izuku mainly mumbled to himself. I was too desperate for pleasure to even notice his language switch. I rutted my hips against his fingers, hoping to signal that I need some type of friction. 

He definitely got the signal as he thrusted two fingers into me at once. “ See you’re so wet, two fingers went in so easily” He commented as he thrusted his fingers at a fast but slow pace. I couldn’t even reply as he knocked my breath straight out of my lungs. “ hnnggg! wait please~” I yelped as I felt my orgasm coming. Instead of stopping, Izuku sped up hoping I would cum on his fingers. “ Go ahead, cum for me, pretty girl.” He egged on. As soon as those words slipped from his mouth, the knot came undone. Izuku kept fingering me through my orgasm as he soothed me with his words. We kissed sloppily, saliva sliding down my lips. 

He took out his cock, it was clean cut. Pretty pink tip with a mix of a dark and light shaft. Just when I thought I was done for the night, The sight of his cock got me aroused all over again. When we made eye contact, the sparks flew and before I knew it, he was positioning me on his cock. He looked at me for consent and once he got it, he lowered me onto him. I couldn’t even feel the stretch of my cunt with all of the pleasure that flowed through me. Izuku groaned as he felt the wetness surrounding his aching cock. 

Once he bottomed out, He checked up on me making sure I was comfortable and okay. When doing so he realized I was too fucked out to even understand him, so he started moving. Izuku gripped my thighs to lift me up to the tip before slamming me back down. “ Mmmfffp!~” I moaned as he fucked me with no mercy. “ Joder hermosa~” Izuku slurred into my neck. I gripped his hair and pulled it as he fucked me. For a while, all I could hear was skin slapping and loud moans. The car started to shake as he got more aggressive.

All of a sudden, all movement stopped when he pushed his seat back. “ Ride me, my love” Is all he said as he stared at me. I was so tired and out of breath, all I could do was move my hips side to side. Izuku didn’t like that so he smacked my ass. “ Hurry up hermosa…” He asserted with a hard stare. I whimpered as I placed my hands on his chest and lifted myself. I dropped myself down, moaning as I did so. “ Hngh!” He and I both moaned. One hand made its way to my hip while the other made its way to my nipple, pulling and playing with it.  I smacked myself down hard as I fucked myself onto him. I felt a familiar knot form in my stomach. I knew I was going to cum. Izuku was also close as he gripped my hips harder and his moans got more high pitched. “ I- izuku~ I’m going to-!” I couldn’t get my sentence out as I came on Izuku’s cock. I thought he would stop but he continued to fuck himself through his own orgasm. I felt him fill me up with his cum as he moaned my name. “ Joder, te sientes tan bien a mi alrededor.~” Izuku said to me as he lifted me off him. “ Get some sleep mamas, I'll clean you up” He suggested, and with that I went to sleep.

[astro-rainbow777]

Astrology Observations

Volume I

Disclaimer: Please take these with a grain of salt as I am not a professional. These are just some of my observations I’ve seen from studying random people in my life. I hope you enjoy💕

💐I know someone at work with a Taurus stellium and one of her Hinge posts says her love language is gifts, and said (jokingly I hope) that she would preform sexual favors for a guy if he bought her m&m’s lmao. She also was hooking up with this guy at our work, that she had no intentions on dating, and would get sooooooo possessive if she saw him talking to any other girl. She also talks about being possessive all the time with her “play” friends ;)

🍬 I have my 6th house and Taurus and work with sooooo many Taurus placements. I chart 75% of my coworkers and the ones I talk to the most have Taurus placements, kinda cool.

❤️‍🔥As a Scorpio Moon I’ve found myself really drawn to and appreciative of the Aries Moon nature. They are so direct & assertive with how they feel. I appreciate this so much because I don’t ever feel the need to worry if they are hiding anything from me. Especially when you really get to know an Aries moon, what you see is what you get. They also validate and encourage me to express my big feelings which makes me feel so safe! As a lot of you know Scorpio Moons can be very secretive with our feelings because they can be so big and scary to others. The last thing we want to feel is ashamed for how we feel things and Aries moons get that, and they genuinely don’t hold a grudge against you for anything you say whenever you’re emotional. Just having that type of energy in a connection makes healing and growing in a relationship 10 times easier for us! Thank you sm to the Aries Moons out there! Just to add the 2 Aries Moons I am close with have Scorpio in their personal placements as well….if you don’t relate maybe that’s why lol

👽Scorpio & Virgo in big 3 🤝 Being the most observant people you will ever meet in your life! They pick up on the teeniest little things ever, for ex. If you have a stain or wrinkle anywhere on your clothes that’s the first thing they will pick up on. Also this combination is usually not a fan of change from my experience. Like if you move something from the “correct” place 4 inches over they will be like “Why are touching my shiz brah?”-Never fails. They like the routines and the consistency. They will literally spot a bird 10 yards away and be like omg is that a gRey-WIngEd trUmPetER?!?!! And I’m like how??? How did you even? These people notice everything, probably a great investigator too-same with Gemini/Scorpio placements!

♟️I promise you Virgo placements care about doing something “correctly/right” more than you do- even whenever it doesn’t directly effect them. They are so funny in the way that they operate I love them 😂 If you ask a Virgo to hang up a picture on the wall- please make sure you have a leveler!!!! They will spend 15 minutes minimum making sure that it’s even, if you don’t provide the necessary tools they will rehang something until it is perfection! Once a Virgo was doing a double nose piercing on me and kept redoing the mark of where she was going over and over and over again just to make sure it was perfectly even with my other piercing. Which I appreciated but I could tell if I left the shop with a lop sided nose ring it was going to bother her more than it would me! Very Wholesome peeps- ily guys fr 💙

☮️Gemini Venus’ do tend to be pretty loyal from my experience- but if they are bored or in an unfulfilling partnership they have the tendency to mentally cheat like doing tarot readings to see if their ex still thinks about them type of shh 😭Also the type to gossip about their partner or make up rumors about their relationship. Then they go home to their boo and act like nothing is wrong? 7th house Gemini tho can be very flighty whenever it comes to intimacy (I have this placement)- I am extremely loyal but if me and my partner get into a fight I’m prepared to break up always. I have a 7th stellium tho so I’m not sure how y’all would relate or not 💗

🏖️Leo moons NEED a creative outlet in order to be emotionally fulfilled imo! They thrive having their own little show-from what I’ve seen with these guys they love having a hobby they can share with the world and regularly be the center of attention. No joke-these people are some of the most talented beings I have met in my life! They 100% have a gift or a niche they get a lot of positive attention for and desire to share with the world. Every Leo moon I have been close with loves to perform for their loved ones- it is so wholesome like they are sharing a part of their soul with you⛲️

🐟Heavy 12th house placements (mainly Mercury & Venus) read poetry regularly or relate a lot to poetry. Even if it’s like little Tik tok or instagram posts. I’ve also noticed these guys like to just have books-even if they don’t read regularly? I lived with a 12th house Mercury w/ Neptune in the 1st house and they like to read poetry but only whenever they are depressed. I think that this individual in particular also just really likes for other people to think that they are super poetic themselves. They like to talk about poetry and the arts but I’ve lived with them for almost a year and they rarely do artsy things. Venus in the 12th though genuinely loves poetry and regularly reads it. Venus in 12th is also BEAUTIFUL AF but thinks they have nothing to offer most of time? Like I don’t understand. Blind to their own beauty but so quick to see everyone else’s. Angels 😇

🦀As a Cancer stellium (Mars, Venus, Jupiter) in the 8th, I have lied to people about how I am feeling, or what I am doing as a form of emotional protection. I used to rarely let my friends and family know how I am doing-especially if I’m doing bad. I regularly feel bad for being upset with others, and it leads me to just completely abandon emotional honesty if I don’t think someone will take to my feelings/boundaries well. I AM SENSITIVE AND DELICATE and I’m also damn good at hiding it for I have thine Scorpio Moon in 12th🧚‍♀️ People only know what I want them to know- I’m in therapy guys! So please don’t worry about me 🥸

🌝P.S. happy cancer season reeeeee

I hope you enjoyed my first lil observation!!!🎉

I encourage feed back and kind constructive criticism! Please lmk how you felt and how you relate! Let’s connect! Let’s talk! Mwah 💋

Ty sm for reading 💕

-Kya

⬇️FEAST YOUR EYES FOR THIS IS MY NATAL<3

🌈 I LOVE RAINBOWS 😇

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HOME IS WHERE MY HEART IS. (S1 FINALE)

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Word Count: 1400+ A/N: 😭 we're already done!! thank you sm for being part of the journey hngh, it's insane how much this blog has grown despite it just me spitting out random scenarios, this was my first series here. so im grateful to each and every one that has come with me in the process. every heart, comment and reblog made me happy. please enjoy the s1 finale! I'll be over my other works doing stuff so you can check them out here: link

“I need you to stay here,” I say holding Abby’s shoulders, “We can’t risk you getting caught in the crossfire. Promise me.”

She furrows here brows before nodding, “I understand.”

“Good,” I say firmly before kissing her cheek, “I love you so much.”

“Stay safe, mom,” she encourages with a smile.

I return it and give her crystal orb. “Here, you can have this. This can help you see what’s going on outside.”

She accepts and immediately inspects it. Her fingers brushing on the screen seeing her mother’s face in the orb as she was in real time. I gave a smile which was transmitted to the orb instantly. She slides on the orb one more time to her father, attending the speech Charlie was speaking. She hid it with the use of her powers and gives me one final hug.

“Dear, why don’t you join the other’s downstairs? You should get to know them better now that you decided on staying,” Alastor joins us and holds my waist with one hand and his microphone in the other.

“Oh! Right!” she enthusiastically runs down the hall and disappears.

“Gosh, where does she get that energy from,” I comment holding my cheek, feeling tired just looking at her. “That definitely wasn’t from me.”

Alastor laughs and gives me a kiss on the cheek before we follow after her slowly. He says this instead of answering, “As long as she’s happy that’s fine!”

I roll my eyes playfully at him and gazed at the group that gathered around the bar. I spot Abby holding a glass of orange juice trying to get closer to Cherri. I laugh at her actions, of course she chooses the coolest one to be her friend.

“Hi! I’m Abigail! You can just call me Abby,” she introduces holding out her hand.

“Uhh, sup? Name’s Cherri,” the pinkette answers reluctantly shaking her hand.

“Pleasure to meet you! We’ve met before but I never caught your name,” Abby asks the arachnid.

“Angel Dust. Angel’s fine, toots. Orange juice? What are you? 5?” Angel asks not exactly mocking her, but genuine confused by her choice.

“I’ve tried liquor before but it’s just not for me,” she replies not even bothered that she just got slighted.

“Fair enough,” Angel shrugs before walking to the bar to talk to Husk.

“So, uhh, your dad’s the radio demon?” Cherri asks trying to be polite.

“Indeed!” Abby answers enthusiastically, “We haven’t seen each other since I was a kid though.”

“Oh, why? What happened?” Cherri asks placing her drink down.

“He—uhh died when I was younger and by the time I was 15 I only had a few memories that I remember of him.”

“Oh shit. What about your mom though?”

“Mom also died when I was 14. So, I was on my own for a time in my life.”

“Well, at least we survived that shit. To being orphans!” Cherri exclaims raising her glass to Abby.

“Hurray?!” Abby panics confused and clinked their glasses together before doing the same as Cherri who downed her drink.

Alastor and I laugh while Niffty crawls on the railing between us.

“Ah, the celebratory night before a courageous last stand. It's been a surprising thrill to witness these wayward souls find connection. Almost makes one sentimental, eh, Niffty?”

 “I really like them, Alastor. They let me put on roach puppet shows without booing!” she replies enthusiastically, while I watched the two talk with a smile on my face.

“Ah, an enjoyable collective to be around. I admit one could get accustomed,” he sighs looking back down at them, particularly at Abby who was getting along with them quite well.

“I dub thee, King Roach,” NIffty proclaimed, putting on a bug crown on Alastor which he let her do and gave her a little bow.

“Oh, to understand your twisted little mind!” he comments before they started cackling where Alastor just played along with her. It made me sentimental of how he used to play house and have tea parties with Abby way back when.

Niffty scampers off with the other giving me the space and scoot over to him. “Will you be okay handling Adam?” I asked worriedly.

“It’ll be fine. I’ll be as careful as can. I’m not going to lose to him that easily,” he snorts, “You, however, I need you to back to me in one piece.”

I sighed and reminded him, “I think you forgot our deal, Al. I won’t exist if you don’t.”

He falls silent and tries to think. While I continue and place my hand on his chest, “You own my heart and my everything. This body beats for two. United as one, in sickness and in health—”

“Til’ death do us part,” we finish together. He wordlessly encases me in his arms and fall into a comfortable silence.

--timeskip

“Here they come. Get ready, everyone. We fight together!”

“Now! FOR YOUR SOULS!”

“Let's FUCK THEM UP!”

Alastor and I waited for them at the top of the hotel, watching as the angels begin their assault.

“Let the slaughter begin. AHAHAHAHAHAHA-HA!” Alastor yells swinging his microphone, summoning a black force field around us.

I left him and dove all the way from the rooftop and phasing to the floor, allowing me to transform into my giant demon form. With a terrifying grin and half lidded eyes that craved for chaos, I let out a shriek causing everyone to cover their ear giving Alastor to cut down the angels.

I raise my left and clenched it into a fist encasing every angel that aimed for me in a bubble immobilizing them, leaving them to Angel to shoot down. In that moment, Alastor’s shield disappeared leaving the silhouette of Adam with a sadistic smile.

He lounges for me while I only swiped him away with my hand causing him to tumble and crash on top of the hotel where Alastor was waiting for him. I left them and focused on helping the others, summoning my underlings to help the others.

After a while of killing angels, their numbers didn’t seem to waver making me curse under my breath feeling the weight of prolonging this fight for so long. I let out a pained shriek collapsing on myself and transforming back to my original form.

‘Shit. Is Alastor ok? What the hell happened?’ I thought starting to get delirious with the pain.

“MILEDY NO!”

“SUCK MY HOLY LIGHT, FUCKERS! YEAH!” Adam yells over our heads making me glare at him.

“What? Alastor was supposed to handle him. Oh no, he must be—”

White noise fills my ears as my vision starts to fail me leaving me in an unconscious state, where the last thing I see was tendrils wrapping around me.

---later

“Dad!”

“Alastor!!”

Everyone hugs him seeing his return that he was safe, however they fail to spot Miledy with him.

“Dad… Where’s mom?” Abby asks worried, trying to calm herself before she goes crazy looking for her mom.

“She’s fine. Just resting,” he assures giving his daughter a smile. ‘She has to be,’ he thought furrowing his brows before following the others.

<<flashback>>

“Al!” I scream getting away from an exorcist that was after me. She pushes me down and attempts to stab my chest. As soon as the steel met my skin, a tendril pushes her off me. I screamed as I see a large cut, opening up my chest. I watch mortified as I see my own beating heart.

“Miledy!”

Alastor rushes to me and knelt beside me. I hold onto him tightly confused and afraid, “Al, where are we? I don’t know what’s going on. I’m scared!”

His breathing stutters and tries to answer her, his eyes knit together and wore a frown. “It’s okay, you’re okay. I need to save you. You have to make a deal with me, Mel.”

I nodded my head despite not knowing anything he was saying. I just wanted to get out of here and be with him. Explain things to me carefully without my life being endangered and on the run.

“Mel, you will have to give your heart to me. So that no one will find your weakness, this is to keep you alive. Do we have a deal?” Alastor says to me seriously a faint green light emanating from him and his outstretched hand.

I nodded vehemently and shook his hand, “Deal.”

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You Gotta Let It Out Soon

slight tw: verbal abuse and attempted assault. Overall, it's just Steve's dad being a terrible father.

Please be kind to yourself if you choose to read this.

Title from "Daddy Issues" by the Neighborhood (Seemed fitting)

Steve was late.

Dustin is going to give him so much shit.

He didn’t mean to take a nap, honest.

He had to lay down because he felt a headache coming on, and he really didn’t want to deal with it.

Were his eyes closed? Yes.

Did he feel himself nodding off? Well… yeah.

But that’s not the point! He didn’t mean to.

He rushes down the stairs, his keys in his mouth as he awkwardly hops on one foot getting on one shoe before doing the same with the other one. It wasn’t until he looked up that he found he was being watched.

He stands up straight, taking his keys and shoving them in his pocket, keeping a tight grip on them.

“Dad…”

“Steven.”

“W-what are — When did-”

“For God’s sake Steven, stop being an idiot and finish your sentence.” His dad was already done with him.

“What are you doing here?” That’s a safe question.

“It’s my house, Steven. Why wouldn’t I be here?”

Steve shrugs, “You haven’t been here for months. Haven’t seen you since February, it's November now. ”

His dad scoffs, rolling his eyes, “I’m a very-”

“Very busy man, yeah.” Steve finishes that same lame excuse his dad gives him every time, “You mentioned that once or twice.”

“Don’t talk back to me Steven.” His voice went stern, “You have the nerve to act out when the house isn’t even cleaned and the fridge is empty. How are you living Steve, like a goddamn barn animal?” His dad may have a point, the house could use some cleaning, and he definitely needed to go to the store, but honestly, he wasn’t expecting him to be home.

“My bad, I’ve been busy.”

“Do not make excuses Steven-”

“I’m not making excuses!” He talks over his dad, “I work 10-hour shifts and when I’m not working, I’m helping some of the kids I look after.”

“Like a babysitter?” The tone of his dad’s voice is condescending.

“Yeah, like a babysitter, sure.”

“You’re a grown man, Steven. You can’t even take care of yourself.”

“Well, I did though, didn’t I?” Steve crosses his arms, shrugging, “You and Mom weren’t around. Took good care of myself then.”

“Your Mother and I were around enough.”

Steve can’t help but laugh, “Seriously? You’re serious right now?”

“Stop laughing Steven! We are your parents. We raised you to be better.”

Now that caught his attention. “You raised me? Seriously?”

“Of course we did. We gave you a roof over your head and kept you fed-” His dad kept listing things, but Steve just heard white noise.

“You didn’t raise me.” Steve mutters, keeping his eyes down. His father stopped, clearly hearing him.

“Say that again?” He was clearly taunting Steve, and Steve fell for it.

“You didn’t raise me.”

“Steven Richard Harrington, do not talk to your father like that.” Steve cringes at his full name. Especially his middle name. A reminder he’ll always be connected to his father, even without his last name.

“I did though you left when-”

“I did not ‘leave’ Steven. I had work to do, and it was important.” “More important than your son?”

“You were old enough to take care of yourself.”

“I was NINE!” He screams, a tear falling down his cheek as he points his finger at his father, “You left me to fend for myself when I was nine!”  

“Oh boo-hoo, grow up Steven-”

“I have!” He screams again, finally letting out all his pent-up anger, “And you would have noticed if you were around. But you weren’t.”

He gets into his father’s face, “While you were off screwing every woman you laid eyes on and mom was drowning her sorrows at the hotel bar about her pathetic excuse of a husband, I was here. Growing up. I taught myself how to use the stove and how to buy groceries. I taught myself how to fix things around the house. I even taught myself how to drive. You did none of that.”

“I have paid for this life you are living. This house! That car! Those tutors, even though they were useless.” His dad runs a frustrated hand through his hair. It physically makes Steve ill. “God, I raised an insolent, unappreciative son.”

“You didn’t fucking raise me!” He yells, his throat already getting raw from the explosion of emotions.

His father stopped, staring daggers at Steve.

He senses it before it happens. He sees the anger on his father’s face and just knows. As his father’s hand flies up to slap him, he catches it. His nails digging into his father’s wrist, his knuckles turning white. The shock on his father’s face makes him smile.

He leans in close, taunting him, “You can’t fucking hurt me, I have fought worse things than you, and I have always won.”

Steve knows he has to look crazy, he can see it in his dad’s eyes. He’s scared of Steve. Good.

He shoves his father’s arm down to his side and walks by, heading up the stairs. He’s done and he means it. He grabs his duffle bag and shoves a bunch of his clothes and toiletries into it. He grabs his unused backpack and takes down all the pictures everyone hung up, carefully putting them in his bag. He grabs some other miscellaneous items that mean the world to him: like the rock Eddie gave him because it was pretty, the walkie Dustin gave him so he would always know everyone was safe, the little notes Robin would write on post-it notes and slap onto his wall. He took all of it.

With his backpack on and his duffle thrown over his shoulder he grabs his keys from his pocket and goes back downstairs. He sees that his father moved to the living room, so he tries to sneak out quietly.

Of course the Gods didn’t think he deserved a break.

“Where do you think you are going, Steven.”

Steve’s shoulders drop, and he turns to his dad.

“I’m leaving.”

“If you leave this house, I’ll-”

“You’ll what?” He challenges. “No, seriously. What will you do?”

His dad looks him straight in the eyes, “I’ll sell this house, and you’ll be on the street. Your mother and I will never come back to Hawkins.”

“Good fucking riddance.”

Steve opens the door and walks out, he knows his dad is yelling at him. Probably calling him all sorts of names, but he was done.

He throws his bags into the passenger seat, gets in his Beemer and drives off. His shoulders relax as he watches the Harrington house get small in his rearview mirror.

---

Steve didn’t have a plan when he left. Just knew he had to leave.

He continued to drive aimlessly around Hawkins before pulling into a familiar trailer park. He parks next to the van and gets out, jumping the stairs and knocking, rather impatiently, at the door.

He hears Eddie mumbling to himself, most likely annoyed he had to get out of bed, before the door swings open.

“Stevie!” Eddie’s once annoyed face instantly lit up, but slowly it fell, “What happened?”

“Huh?” Steve can feel the lump in his throat, and he feels the tears on his cheeks. Shit, how long had he been crying. “Shit.” He furiously wipes away his tears.

Eddie ushers him inside and moves him to the couch. He envelops Steve in his arms, letting him rest his head on his chest, hearing the rhythmic beating of his heart.

“Sweetheart, what happened?” Eddie coos.

Steve cries again as he explains what went down with his dad. Eddie comforts him the whole time, letting Steve take his time. When he was done, Eddie was furious.

“He kicked you out!” He softly yells.

“Technically no, I left.”

“But he just allowed you! And he almost hit you!”

“But he didn’t. I just was… overreacting or something.” He shrugs it off, but he knows Eddie won’t.

“Stevie, look at me.” Steve does what he is told and was a little shocked as Eddie gently took his face in his hands. “No parent should ever, ever hit you or even attempt to hit you.”

Steve slowly nods, “Yeah, but-”

“No buts. Steve, you can’t keep sticking up for your dad. He’s an asshole. You know it. I know it. Most of fucking Hawkins knows it. Why do you still protect him?”

“He’s my dad, Eds.” He says like that's an explanation. And it is, in some ways, but not the way Eddie is looking for. “We had good times, before the bad. Before he left. And I know he’s capable of that good. He has to be.” He feels himself choking up again, “He was a good dad.”

Eddie pulls him into his chest, letting Steve cry it out.

Steve sometimes forgets that there was good within his dad. That he actually had good memories with him. But that was before the Harrington business picked up.

His dad would take him to play catch in the yard. And shoot hoops with him. As a family they would go on drives and on picnics. They’d watch movies and listen to music and dance around. When Steve had a nightmare his dad would come in and read him stories as he fell asleep. They would get up early and make breakfast for his mom in bed on Mother’s Day, softly laughing as they brought up waffles and coffee for her. There was a time his dad would go to his little league games and cheer him on as loud as possible.

But then his business picked up, and it was like all those good times disappeared.

“Stevie, I’m sorry. I know he’s your dad-”

“You’re right though,” He croaks, “He’s a terrible father now. He’s a completely different man now than he was then. It’s- it’s just… hard to let go.”

Eddie nods, running his fingers through Steve’s hair. “I know, baby. I know.”

They stay on the couch, Eddie comforting him until Wayne gets home. Eddie briefly explains what happened with Steve’s dad.

“You stay here as long as you need to, boy. You got that? This is your home now. And you're safe here.”

Steve nods, another round of tears falling down his face as Wayne hugs him tightly.

Steve slowly puts his stuff around the trailer, not too much though. Just hangs his clothes with Eddie’s and puts his toothbrush in the holder.

He finally feels like he’s in a home.

And when he and Eddie drive past the Harrington house and see a “For Sale” sign in front, it feels like weight has been lifted off his shoulders.

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Feminisation Kris you say? Just a heads up this also involves a cock cage.

Enjoy - 👻 (Ghost writer Boo)

---

"What a pretty pussy you have," you purr as you lick another slow stripe over his delicate hole. He shivers at the touch and you sit up fully to see his bright red face, half hidden below his arm.

"Princess," you warn, voice becoming stern. He moves his arm and gazes up at you with messy hair and wide eyes.

The lingerie you picked out for him looks perfect, the bra heavily padded and pushing up the tiny bit of tissue he has to look like real breasts, real cleavage he couldn't stop touching when you first put it on him. He gawked in the mirror when you adjusted everything so it sat just right, giving him curves and femininity he'd only dreamed of. He lets out a panting breath when you grab one cup, pushing the material against his hard nipple, a nipple you'd already spent time adoring, squeezing his flesh and sucking at the skin till it was red and tender and puffy before putting it back inside the lingerie.

The set is all pink and lacy and delicate. The crotchless panties he's wearing keeping his caged cock contained and hidden, the opening showing off his perfect little pussy and nothing else. The cage was a request he asked for with burning cheeks, something to make it useless so his only form of pleasure can come from...

"Say it for me darling," you smile as you stroke his sides, goosebumps appearing below your fingertips. Your fingers trail down to push his legs back and see the pretty puckered hole before you once more. His tight, little cunt. His legs are spread wide with stockings covering them, coming up to his thighs with delicate bows on the top of them.

"Please... please eat my pussy out. Please make me wet for you so I can cum on your cock like a good girl," he moans as he talks, his cock trying so valiantly to get hard below the silky panties and inside his pink cage.

You aren't a cruel person and soon enough he's writhing below you as you eat him out again, making him as wet as possible to prepare for the slow stretching you have to do to make him be able to take you like the good girl he is.

"You're cunt takes me so well," you tell him as you're three fingers deep inside him with the help of some lube (even pussies need help my love, you tell him when he pouts). He whines pathetically as you move inside him, searching for that happy spot to really fulfill his fantasy.

You lean over him and pull down one cup, a perky pink nipple greets you and you take it in your mouth eagerly. You mouth at the muscles of his pec, sucking and pulling at it as he whimpers, his hand coming up to hold your head to his breast and thread through your hair.

"Oh fuck!" He cries out when your fingers find that spot little spot inside him.

"There we go Princess," you speak low and smile as you pull your mouth off, a string of saliva connecting your tongue to the rosy bud of his nipple. You proceed to work over the little spot in his pussy, watching as the small, wet stain on his panties gets wetter as you begin to milk him, teasing his prostate to make his cum leak out.

"Does my pretty girl want my cock in her cunt?" You tease.

"Yes, yes, please, please fuck my pussy, make me cum like a good girl," he's bright red now as he begs from the tips of his ears down to his neck.

You withdraw your fingers and lube yourself up. He's stretched and aching for you and you slide in slowly, savouring his facial expressions along with every noise he makes and aborted beg. He throws his head back in ecstasy as you fully sheath yourself inside him.

He whimpers and moans as you thrust into him, telling him what a good girl he is, how beautiful his breast are, how they bounce as you move him with your thrusts, how his tight little cunt is taking you all the way down and making you feel so, so good.

You kiss him as he orgasms around you, squeezing tight and gasping for air as a last jolt of cum joins his ruined, wet panties.

He's squirming and shaking, his orgasm entirely different to anything else he's experienced, much longer and felt throughout his entire body, much more like a female orgasm than a males. That was one reason he wanted the cage. To really cum like a girl, with wet panties and clenching around a cock.

You kiss him softly as you pull out.

"My princess," you whispered against his panting, smiling lips.

I am insane over this! 👻boo, you are an angel - every word of this is delicious

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S7 Thots for this week: Why is everyone here actually delusional asf???

(Apologies for posting this late guys I was very tired when I started writing this…I was also high asf so be mindful of that while you read lol.)

• Oh great now #Raphne is going through shit and everyone’s gonna have to dedicate their whole life to fixing it!

• Bryson laying it on THICC this morning I know dats rightttt😛😛😛

• No seriously why ze fook are we helping them with their issues? I need these people to go back to university or wherever and take a communication course cuz y’all are clearly lacking.

• Tanya so messy for asking that. Girl you know exactly who tf it is why you lowkey telling on yourself like that?😭😭😭

• #Raphne is 100% completely done y’all omg! (Bullshit)

• NO YOU WILL NOT!

• Willow is STILL talking as if anybody give af about what she got to say. Someone get this woman a hobby I’m begginggggg.

• I love having bathing suits worth mentioning now😍

• Ain’t no way they tryna force a argument between me and my partner over this Raf and Daphne mess…bitch.

• WE DONT HAVE TO AGREE ON EVERY SINGLE THING TO BE IN SYNC THATS NOT HOW COUPLES OR HUMANS WORK!

• Talk less sir.

• Why is there always some of the girls trading jealous looks when it comes to this challenge. The point is to literally kiss everyone and y’all still be getting salty, get over it??? Maybe I’m just crazy but I would literally not care.

• Once again Willow is putting on a show for her imaginary friends and nobody in the real world is gagging.

• Wow, now all of a sudden we don’t know how to kiss each other properly because we couldn’t help another couple stop arguing over fucking sheets😕

• How am I having more chemistry with Raf than my own man? God help us.

• Omg Evan came back for me y'all😍😍😍😍😍

• Paying gems magically brings back chemistry to our couple I guess.

• Girl you deserve a 10 backwards.

• That joke bullshit…BOO! CORNY! LAME! 🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅

• Bryson real lucky he’s cute or I wouldn’t allow him to be acting like a 12 year old about his feelings.

• #Raphne is back together woohoo! (They’re literally gonna break it off again as soon as Daphne founds out bout Raf’s crush)

• Don't force me to have a moment with her ew! That ho is NOT my friend.

• There’s quite literally no reason to speak to everyone about the recoupling. NO REASON!

• Outfit time!🤩

• Eat! Eat! Eat!

• Thought Bryson was finna ask us to be his girlfriend right then and there ugh I need him to hurry up.

• CAN YOU ALL LEAVE US THE ABSOLUTE FUCK ALONE LIKE GODDAMN????

• Vicky if you can see how close me and Bryson are then why would you…never mind why even ask at this point.

• Bonnie has been trying to get with Tanya since the beginning of time. Girl just give up PLEASE.

• Girl who tf is you-

• Why did we get dressed up just to go speak to 3 people???????????? Chile anyways it’s outfit time AGAIN✨

• EAT! EAT! EAT!

• LMAOOOO she's such a loser I almost feel bad...almost.

• Uma you know good and well you meant to record them boys fighting. Fuck outta here with that excuse💀

• Y'all will not let Jake REST oh my goodness.

• Oooo y’all the way Bryson is fighting for us…kinda feeling butterflies in my stomach and elsewhere🤭🤭🤭

• Everyone here is so delusional when it comes to Tanya holy fuck. Actually no, this happens every season. Why do some of these people think that just because THEY feel a good connection with MC that automatically means she wants them? Like baby that’s not how this works…

• Oh Bryson don't end half of the villa like that-

• Daphne don’t ask me if I think you and yo man gon make it niece you don’t want my answer to that lmao.

• 🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳🥂🥂🥂🥂🥂

• Why y’all ain’t make us do a surprise dumping so we could get Willow out? WHY IS SHE STILL HERE SHE LITERALLY HAS NOTHING TO CONTRIBUTE NOW????

• Oh I can tell you how! First, we're gonna walk in there and start marveling at every single thing in the room, specifically the bed, even though we've already been in there. Then, bet y'all won't see this coming, we're gonna find a box filled with naughty things😱😱😱 After that, we get to work and all that can be registered is the feeling of our partner's soft lips and how their hands caress our body in every place possible and then after a while we both reach our climax at the same time. Then our partner says they love us blah blah blah, we get some text about what's happening tomorrow and it's prolly the baby challenge or something equally stupid and ridiculous, and then we cuddle up and go to bed.

• If everything I just said is in next week's hideaway scene, everyone who likes this post owes me $10. I'm just playing, we all know everything I said is definitely happening. Keep your money💖

[aces-and-angels]

final thoughts on the ilw finale: matthias edition (ch 23 spoilers below) @itlivesproject​

First, I would like to applaud everyone on the @itlivesproject​ team for creating such a wonderful gaming experience ♥ The storyline, visuals, music- all of it would not have been possible (or as freaking amazing) without your tireless efforts. To the kings, queens, and rulers of the ILW crew: please accept these flowers 💐💐💐

my betrayal route: 

edit: I know we were told to keep the sound on for the finale, but I think this WHOLE route needs to be played over clown music, anyways back to me trying to empathize w Boo Boo the Clown Rowan (dumb, evil edition)

ILW has variants- this is known. Matthias’ route has variants galore. Why try to change him when you can join him and change the entire narrative instead? I can’t think of any villains from past Choices books that have captivated my attention the way Matthias has. And with the sheer amount of options I could choose from to see how his story would end- I had to explore them all. 

As a reader, I was giving his character some major side-eye throughout the series. But taking myself out of the equation, the way he is written makes it perfectly believable that Rowan could fall for his deception. A master manipulator, through and through. Prepare to make a lot of enemies with this route, because no matter what, everyone will hate you with every fiber of their being. Here’s the proof: 

*wipes single tear from eye, sniffling* look at all those consequences. As everyone who has ever played ILW would say, PB could nevaahhhh 😗💅

In my main Matthias x Rowan route (where Ro is loyal to Matty to a fault), my attempt at betrayal didn’t give me the two evil lovers sipping cocktails by the pool epilogue that I was anticipating. Instead, my Rowan was dealt a more tragic (albeit karmically hilarious) conclusion that fits this portion of my analysis that I’d written on Grandpa Matty for ch 21: 

Matthias’ cruel nature is no secret to MC, regardless of their relationship status with him. Romancing him, however, allows MC to justify it. But that doesn’t stop that bit of doubt from creeping up. What happens when they’re no longer enough? Deep down, they already know the answer. But as of right now, Matthias loves them. Wants them. Ironically, they voice out this hidden fear to Adrian: “It’ll never be enough. No matter how much you get, you’ll always want more.”

If we’re defining a happy ending as getting everything you want, then yes, it is possible for Matthias to have one. In fact, it is guaranteed. MC’s happily-ever-after with him, however, will always come with strings.

Humanity and Matthias do not mix. Period. His flashback scene to when he was still a mortal confirms that he has always been a man that wanted more. More than what the fates allowed. And if that wasn’t convincing enough, Mama Loha comes in and reads him to filth. Rowan’s ties with Matthias are severed the instant they become human. It was a messy divorce lmaoo

Rowan, the failed villain. This ending leaves them the most at odds with themselves, in my opinion. 

From this:

To that: 

Imagine feeling completely whole for the first time in your life, only to think of yourself as useless seconds later. Every iteration of Rowan grapples with their identity- their connection to the Power, and what that means to them. The tragedy of the blood!matthias route is Ro falling victim to Matthias predatory nature- the same one he used to manipulate Jocelyn, and countless others, to his will. He filled their ears with sweet nothings that they were more than eager to receive. Except, Matthias never accepted Rowan. Not completely, at least. 

Matthias (to Rowan): “My darling, how anyone could think you were something so trivial as human is beyond me. You, my dear creature, are something the likes of which the world has never seen. A rose would pale in comparison to your beauty, and a lion would cower against your power. You are beyond extraordinary, and now you are all mine.”

Matthias builds Ro up to be what he wanted, not to what they were meant to/wished to become (in this route): human. Every other LI (unless you utterly fuck them over) will love Ro regardless of their fate. Matthias, on the other hand, proves that his love was always conditional. To the best of my knowledge, the only way you are able to achieve a successful Matthias x MC romance is if Rowan casts aside their humanity completely. Not even staying as they are, a mix between human and the Power, will work. While Matthias doesn’t flat out reject Rowan if they refuse to merge with their other half, it is impossible to be with him as they are. What happens when they’re no longer enough? Turns out, they were never enough to begin with.  

There is something especially cathartic of having Ro kill Matthias after he betrays them. Justice for all the lies he’d woven over the years. But even in death, the scars that Matthias left on Rowan remained. Seeing the relief Ro has after regaining their power is sad to witness because it shows just how little they valued themselves. Grandpa Matty really did a number on them: made them think their worth was solely tied to their Power half. The only thing that made them special to him. The only thing that could make Rowan feel special now. 

At the very end of the chapter, when Rowan is surrounded by wealth, Power flowing through their veins, they long to go back home. Back to Westchester. Despite having everything they thought they wanted, they yearn for the one thing they can’t have. The thing that they were told didn’t matter- the thing that made them useless. The same thing that, in the end, was all they truly desired. And that friends, is a sad way to send our Rowan off. 

but on the other hand girl how could you be THAT blind he MURDERED PEOPLE and wanted to do it AGAIN- always trust Lincoln you dumb hoe

ILW refusing to let Ro stay human in a blood/betrayal route is just screaming: you really think??? you can just go back to being a mortal??? after doing all of that???? How Rowan came to denying their humanity is tragic under the lens of Matthias’ manipulation. But their descent to the dark side- their willingness to go against everyone who has ever really loved them? Yeah, that part earns them a special place in clown school with a big helping of consequences. Alone, wandering the Earth, never truly at peace- a fitting end for a fallen villain

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Quickly touching on the other variants of Matthias’ route: 

I am HYPE that we get to win as the villain. If I’m fully committing to Ro’s evil era- I’m playing to win- and I wON BITCHES

Also I guess being an all powerful being makes wearing clothes seem trivial are they really just doing each other raw and walking around in the the nude 24/7????

DOUBLE CROSSING IS EVEN WILDER 

I was POSITIVE that if Ro didn’t cross Matthias, he would end up killing them in the epilogue. Esp since they both had the thought of killing each other to achieve their ultimate, final form

This option is just a big middle finger to every relationship Ro has ever had. They really said I choose ✨me, myself, and I ✨

Also killing Matty will forever be so satisfying. The sinister smile they have right before they do it: chills.

There is also the option to play as the villain and lose (Ro and Matty die) but who would wanna put themselves through that??? hahaha.... definitely not coming from someone who decided to read all the BAD endings first

If you made it this far down the post, heyyyy thanks for sticking with me😄 I’m curious on y’alls thoughts on Matthias’ fate in ILW. How’d his story end for you? Feel free to share below/in the tags! 

[thoughtsofdoll]

Art Day but Different

This is not what I'd normally post, but I wanted to explain what it means, which I don't think is obvious from just the picture.

This picture is my homework for October 12, 2023. My direction was: "Please find or draw something that reflects how it feels to be in my control- in silver". I admit that I had forgotten that I could find something as opposed to drawing something, and I'm letting myself believe that my unconscious had a point to get across to me that could only come out if I made something.

Ultimately, this picture is about disconnection.

I felt disconnected a bit from this homework right from the start, because silver is really fucking hard to photograph or scan properly. In fact, this picture has actually been converted to grayscale because it made it easier to see the lines. Not being able to accurately portray or explain my intent is a giant issue for me, but I had to let go of that and just make something.

So I started with a tiny little cube on the left side of the page, to represent me, and a Very Large Cube on the right hand side of the page, to represent Sir. I am small because making this homework made me feel small and inadequate, and he is large because he is Sir.

That was my complete original concept, but when I looked at it, it didn't seem complete after all. So, since Sir has me write lines so much, I thought I'd put lines between us, but even as I started doing that, it still didn't seem right.

I don't know if you can tell from the picture, but there is a place on my (extremely cheap) graph paper that is misprinted. The horizontal lines are out of alignment and there is a tiny gap going down the length of the page where they don't meet up. And that felt really appropriate to me, since I often feel very apart and disconnected from Sir since he is often busy and so very far away.

So I continued drawing lines between him and me, freehand and with a very loose hand, and where ever the lines where straight I connected them and where ever the lines were more wild I did not.

(Also because I wanted the lines to look interesting I made them into a shape and I swear I did not realize until after I was done that they kind of look like a cock.)

Normally I would not have posted this publicly, because it is rough and unfinished and crude looking; not a finished piece of art. But over on the Thoughts of Doll discord, we've been doing an Inktober art challenge, one of the points of which is that we are confined to a very short time limit in which to draw, so that our forebrains don't have time to fuck with us as we're making. And with this drawing I definitely think my unconscious mind had something to say, and not just to me.

You see, it's okay and normal to feel disconnected from the people in your life from time to time. And if you're in any sort of long distance relationship, whether it's D/s like mine and Sir's or romantic or a mix or whatever dynamic you have, it's important to acknowledge that it's work! It takes an effort to maintain relationships! It takes effort to find reconnection! And it's okay if you need to ask for help doing that!

That's what I think, anyway.

(Also, Happy Friday the 13th! Boo!)

agd

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@hypno-sandwich

[papcrrings-arch]

Violentine’s Day Plotting/Starter Call Part 1

Below the cut, you will find plots for half my muses for the event. Please reply with any starters you would like (specify for who) or like and I’ll message you about plots. If we have already discussed starters for our pairs, no need to reply but feel free to like for further plotting or reply for starters !!

Alex Mercer

Paired With Willie 

Current Plots: Alex is too pure for this. He will try to fight it as much as possible and will probably do more running than trying to kill.  No plans for him to die and definitely not to kill Willie.

Starter Ideas: Friends (can establish connections) who he bumps into before his date or during it if Willie steps away, people who help him hide after the spell hit, Boo Boo Stewart doppelgangers he might mistake for Willie, any random thread to make new connections. 

Starters to Write: Willie (1/6)

Bianca Barclay

Paired With Kendra Dumbledore

Current Plots: Will use siren song to get anyone to do what she wants. Plans to kill Kendra and will help others beforehand.

Stater Ideas: Friends who she runs into before or during the “date”, Cystal Reed doppelgangers that she may mistake for Kendra, someone to plot killing with (she will help or accept help).

Starters to Write: Xavier Thorpe, Yoon Chi Woo, Kendra Dumbledore (3/6)

Caroline Forbes Salvatore

Paired with Stefan Salvatore

Current Plots: Think Humanity-less Caroline from TVD. She will have all sorts of messed up things in her head but her and Stefan will be evenly matched so she may find someone she can manipulate into helping he or someone conniving enough to help anyway. No plans for her to die or kill Stefan.

Starter Ideas: Her friends before or during the spell, someone who she can manipulate or will help her with the killing or someone who is conniving enough anyway, she may help others too (likely someone she already knows), random plots for new connections.

Starter to Write: Bonnie Bennett (1/6)

Cato Hadley

Paired with Clove Kentwell

Current Plots: Boy is already a killer psycho now that he’s aware and he will take every advantage of this spell to get Clove aware too so he can have his psycho partner. He probably has plans to do that even before the spell tbh. Plans to kill her by the end of the plot.

Starter Ideas: People he knows who he runs into before the spell, he won’t ask for help killing but once the deed is done he will absolutely want to help others carry out any murders, random threads for new connections (evil ones are encouraged).

Starter to Write: Tatum Riley, Zoya Nazyalensky (2/6)

Charlotte La Bouff

Paired with Claudia

Current Plots: TBD

Starter Ideas: Some very amusing threads with this pint-sized powerhouse letting out internalised rage that she doesn’t express because it isn’t ladylike (you know you wanna interact with that lol), people she runs into before or during the spell, random new connection threads.

Starters to Write: Marie O’Malley (1/6)

Effie Trinket

Paired with Sersi

Current Plots: Also has a lot of internalised rage that usually comes out in passive aggressive comments but is now full blown violence. Not going to kill Sersi but will do some serious damage given the chance.

Starter Ideas: Gimme some Hunger Games muses, it’ll be like Effie is in the arena herself and I think it’d be interesting, anyone who may help her kill, random threads for new connections.

Starter to Write: ?? (0/6)

Felicity McKinnon

Paired with Stitch Pelekai

Current Plots: Has enough fight in her to not use a killing curse but will use some dark spells and hexes on her partner but they are indestructible so Stitch wins and seriously injures her until she looks dead and snaps out of it. She will have a full blown bad time after this because she would hate that she used dark magic.

Starter Ideas: People she runs into before or during the spell starts, other witches/wizards who she could get spell ideas from, other random threads for new connections.

Starters to Write: Marlene McKinnon, Rabastan Lestrange (2/6)

Fiyero Tigelaar

Paired with Kaiden Monsula

Current Plots: Fiyero will put up a fight and may or may not take out Kaiden. He’ll be pretty guilty after though. To be honest, the whole thing is going to be very confusing for him because it’s his first big event since arriving here.

Starter Ideas: People he meets before and while out on the date (he needs new friends), Matthew Daddario doppelgangers that he mistakes for Kaiden, random threads for new connections.

Starters to Write: Kaiden Monsula, Josh Washington (2/6)

Frank Longbottom

Paired with Alice Longbottom

Current Plots: Frank is going to end dying during this event. He’ll fight it out with Alice, while also trying to fight it (and failing), but he loses.

Starter Ideas: Threads from before the spell affected him, threads to help him hide from Alice perhaps while he tries to fight it, random threads for current and new connections.

Starters to Write: ?? (0/6)

Heather Duke

Paired with Mara Jade

Current Plots: Heather is gonna have a near death experience where Mara thinks she’s dead and drops her off at the hospital when she snaps out of it. Heather will fight until she can’t anymore though, she is viscious af.

Starter Ideas: Threads before or during the spell for current and new connections, any redheads that Heather might momentarily mistake for Mara, surgeons/doctors who help look after her at the hospital.

Starters to Write: ?? (0/6)

Henry Turner

Paired with Choi Nam Ra

Current Plots: TBD (but I think probably put up a fight but lose. However, no decisions on dying or killing or not)

Starter Ideas: Literally any threads for current or new connections, he needs to know more people, anyone who could help him defeat Nam Ra (unsuccessfully but you know), anyone with a pirate connection that he might help for that reason.

Starters to Write: Patia Por’co (1/6)

Isaac Lahey

Paired with Cora Hale

Current Plots: Poor Isaac is gonna turn all viscious werewolf and hurt the woman he loves. He is going to be distraught after he snaps out of it.

Starter Ideas: People he runs into before or during the date, Adelaide Kane doppelgangers he may mistake for Cora, friends who find him after he kills Cora to help and have to help him through his breakdown.

Starters to Write: Peter Hale, Eliot Alderson (2/6)

[long-distance-love]

Hi, guys! First of all I hope you two had a beautiful July 4th!

So this isn't my first ldr, I was in one between the ages of 20-24 in the early 2010s with a boy in the Netherlands.. that one didn't work out due to a lot of distrust and generally not being on the same page as young twenty somethings, but I've now found myself as a 30 year old in another one but this time with an American (we've been together for a year and I actually flew to the USA in January this year to meet him). And I have to say, this relationship is so wildly different to my first experience of one, and it actually feels like a healthy transparent and loving relationship. I never expected to fall in love with a man from Florida but the heart wants what it wants. I'm a little scared at times of making the same mistake as I did with my previous relationship due to some trauma there, but so far we've always been an open book with each other and he understands and is aware of the things my ex did that caused severe PTSD.

Anyhow, since my last relationship where there were a lot of LDR forums and blogs to find couples with support, I'm finding that it doesn't feel like there's the same sort of online community as there used to be and was wondering if there are any discords or communities out there to join to just.. have that sort of camaraderie with other couples? Especially as we've been talking about our future and we're 99.9% sure that I'll be moving to the US to close the distance after a few more visits on our belt. It'd just be great to get that sort of perspective on the VISA journey etc! Sorry for the long ramble, I just love your posts and your relationship is honestly beautiful!

Hi Nonny,

Thanks for the beautiful message, and for opening up so honestly about your struggles. 💕 Well done for not being afraid of giving love again despite your past trauma! You're not making a mistake, you are simply healing. And that hurts, and takes time and relapses on your side, and lots of patience and love on your partner's. 💕

As for communities... To be completely honest with you, I would recommend that as the last step for support. Now I know this sounds controversial as my husband and I are spearheading a small LDR community here on Tumblr, but hear me out. You need to find the strength within yourself and your relationship first. You need to find the motivation internally to keep showing up for your partner. Your experience will always differ from others, especially within the LDR community because in my experience, all couples have wildly different routines when it comes to communication and meeting. What a community can be good for is thoughts, tips and tricks, opinions. It can help you discover tools to survive the difficult days and times. But maybe I'm overthinking this, and you just want to befriend long distancing people, which is a completely fair wish since we always look to establish connections with those who's experiences are similar to ours. 💕

As for advice on visa, which is practically legal advice, I'd strongly recommend speaking with a US immigration advisor. My husband and I were in a financially tight spot when we arranged for me to move to where he is (UK), but we still coughed up what our solicitor charged us and damn, I'm happy we did. He was up-to-date with all requirements, he helped us prepare our portfolio, he had insight into how long the procedure would last based on our unique circumstances, AND guaranteed a successful visa application. We wouldn't have been able to do it without him, certainly not as quickly, efficiently and safely as we did with him.

Also, Benny and I have never joined any LDR Discord servers, but if any of you lovely folks know anything, please share with us (in anon too) so that we may help Nonny out. 💕

Best of luck to you and your boo! 💕

- Danny

[destinyimage]

Spiritual Parenting: De-Escalating Toddler Meltdowns with Holy Spirit

We’ve all been there.

Whether at home, in the park, supermarket, at a friends, when all of a sudden you begin to see the telltale signs that your little one is going to go into one apocalyptic meltdown! And it could be over anything. Literally anything. The wrong coloured cup, the toy that they didn’t want but now their sibling has it they must have it, the imagined boo-boo, or in our case being reminded that hitting your little brother is not a good choice.  

As pastors of our church, myself and my husband have people over every Sunday after church for food (as part of connecting with our church family and people getting to know us more too). And to my horror, on this particular Sunday, after telling her say sorry to her brother for hitting him, my two-year-old began to scream (a scream so shrill and persistent—one that only toddlers seem to be able to do). And so I excused myself and calmly suggested to her that we go to her room, her safe space, to chat and process. She was less than pleased with my suggestion and as I went to pick her up she made her body all limp so I was half-carrying, half-dragging her, as I (mortified in front of our guests) struggled to carry her two feet. In her bedroom I sat down with her on the floor and gave her space.

In my career, I have worked with behavioural teams supporting parents to help their children manage these overwhelming and big feelings. I have over the two and a half years of my eldest child’s life used strategies to help her that I have learnt from listening to professionals. Though it must be said, that it is much easier to implement strategies and tools with other people’s children than your own!  

Connection over Correction

Now, in our family we have chosen not to do “time-outs”. Whilst I agree that children need space to calm down, I had a powerful encounter with Father where I felt the breaking of His heart over children being left to manage their emotions by themselves when they are in distress. Children are not capable of regulating their emotions and processing their emotions by themselves (goodness knows even some adults can’t). And so we need to act as a frame for them to help them through. So instead of time-out, we do “time-in”. This is where we go to a safe space (if at home her bedroom), we sit on the floor together (though this can sometimes take time if my little one is rolling around in sadness or anger), and we begin to calmly narrate what is happening in her.  This is powerful as it gives her a narrative, a story and words to her emotions and what is happening in her body. We label the emotion; “I can see you are angry/upset”. We echo the emotion and how it must feel; “Urgh, that must feel so hard and tough. I can see how that would make you want to scream, it must feel so unfair that this happened.” We remind her that we are here, that we are not going anywhere (despite her behaviour), “Mummy is going to sit here and when you’re ready, I’m here to help.” She can scream and hit out but we remain calm and neutral. Keeping on repeating the narrative to her.  

Empowering Good Choice Making

Eventually after several minutes I can see that she is beginning to flag. She’s running out of steam and at this point I can see that she is ready for me to move towards positive strategies and reconciliation. These are so important.  Give them tools to manage their emotions so that next time they feel overwhelmed they can remember and recognise these healthy tools. I opened up my arms to her and beckon her in “why don’t you come her and let mummy hug you?”. The invite gives her choice, an option, free will. As Christian’s we all know the power and importance of free will. Free will enables us to make decisions towards self control (a fruit of the Spirit), build trust towards those who give us free will options and grow confidence in our ability to make good choices. All positive things that we want our little ones to be able to do.  

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Breathe

Hugs are also great as the physical pressure of hugs release positive feelings within the body and reduce tension and any effects of stress. We sit for a moment. I allow her to just breathe. Breath is also so good for emotional regulation, but also when we breathe, we are breathing in the very breath of God. For it is His breath in our lungs that give us life. So as we breathe, we breathe Him in. So this is such a great tool to get anyone to do, to simply breathe. Allowing God to fill them. I review with her what happened: “You looked like you really struggled when I said to not hit your brother. I bet that felt unfair because he wound you up and you didn’t know how to deal with that big feeling except through hitting him.” I offer her advice on what she could do next time (so giving her healthy strategies to help her), “Next time this happens, why don’t you say ‘mummy help’ or ‘come get me’?”

Time-In with Jesus, Identity and Truth

I remind her of who she is and speak life over her identity (she needs to know and be reminded of who I and God see her as, not what her behaviour may say about her or what the enemy may try to tell her who she is in this moment). “I know you are a kind, loving girl and sister. I’ve seen you share your toys, cuddle your brother when he’s sad, bring him food when he’s hungry. You could even get your child to ask Jesus, Father and Holy Spirit what They are saying about them in this moment. We call that “having a time-in with Jesus”. This strengthens their bond with God, they learn to hear His voice, to have Him be part of them learning to calm down, to be affirmed by Him.

Reconciliation and Reconnection

We do reconciliation, this brings reconnection. Children in these moments of overwhelm are looking for reconnection with us. If we allow disconnect it breaks relationships, which is the last thing we want. We want to be so connected to our children that know that no matter what our hearts desire and our actions are always for unity. I ask her if there’s anything that she wants to say sorry for. Which she inevitably does. We make sure it is based around statements of behaviour and action rather than identify, “I did vs I am”. In our home we say the words “I forgive you” because forgiveness has weight. When we forgive, we release ourselves and the person from chains or bondage, of sin, shame, guilt etc.  

Modelling Repentance

And then here’s what God told me. He said, “Ash, now it’s your turn. What are you sorry for?” I was like, “Oh, me?” And God began to remind me that both of us were involved in this. That there may have been things I did that didn’t help or caused her upset.  That there is importance of modelling repentance and forgiveness too. So in these situations I tell her what I am sorry for too.  Usually it’s something like “I’m sorry I didn’t help when I said…”  

Despite our mistakes, our misbehaviour, our misdemeanours, God never pushes us away. His desire is for connection, unity, relationship. As He models this to us as our Father, we get the joy of learning from Him and replicating it to our children. Pointing the way to Him.

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[heavyhitterheaux]

Official Girl

AN: Never mess up a good thing when you have all you want right in front of you

Synopsis: There isn’t an official title as to what you and Jack are even though you have been seeing each other for a few months. When you catch sight of a viral video that he is involved in, you have to make a decision on if you want to make it official with him or move on.

Pairing: Jack Harlow x Reader

Requested by: my baby boo @bsisbsjssjs 😘😘

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You glanced at the clock on your nightstand as you were awoken by hearing the key turn to the front door of your condo.

It was around three in the morning and as exhausted as you were, you threw the thick comforter off of you and made a dash towards the living room.

You didn’t even give him a chance to set his bags down as you jumped into his arms kissing him all over his face.

“Hey baby girl. What are you doing up?”

“I heard the door open and decided I didn’t want to wait any longer to see you.”

You breathed in his familiar scent that you had missed so much.

It had been at least a month since you had seen him and you were trying to take this moment in.

He kissed your forehead before setting you back down and closing the door behind him.

“I come with gifts.”

“Ooh! Let me see!”

“But, first, you need to sleep.”

“But...”

“Nope, you were the one who told me last night how you’ve been having a hard time sleeping. Now that I’m here, I’m going to make sure you get sleep.”

“Jackkkk.”

“Stop it mamas. I’ll be here when you wake up and then you get me all week.”

“All week?”

Jack nodded while you were still in disbelief.

The longest that he ever stayed with you at one time was three days, now the fact that he was adding four days to that had you over the moon.

“And no one is interrupting us for anything?”

“My phone will be on DND. You have my word.”

“Then to sleep I go.”

You had laid down as Jack took a shower and got comfortable and eventually had laid down beside you bringing you in close to him.

The two of you had been talking for a few months when he slid into your DM's on instagram.

You weren't necessarily famous, but you did have connections to some famous people.

You lived in Atlanta after all.

And would host parties at different clubs.

The latest had been for Megan Thee Stallion last week.

In short, you were what people would consider an Instagram baddie and influencer.

Jack had stumbled across your account one day when he first saw one of your pictures on his explore page.

And that was all she wrote.

There wasn't exactly an official title to go along with what you two were, however, once you two began to talk, everyone else was immediately cut off.

There was something about him that constantly had your stomach swarming with butterflies.

You wanted for that feeling to stay for the long haul.

But, you still remained loyal. Since you would host these parties, the last thing that you would want to happen is to be linked to another celebrity.

We all know how people talk and have no context as to what is actually happening.

But everyone knew since there was no secret being kept.....

Y/N was Jack Harlow's girl and you better respect that if you knew what was good for you.

That meant that you were completely off limits.

You weren't sure if not having a title to what your relationship was actually bothered you, but the two of you were having fun.

Eventually the title would come along so that wasn’t really something you thought about all the time or dwelled on.

"Baby girl, go to sleep."

You admit that you had simply been tracing his features with your lavender acrylic nails ever since he laid down next to you.

His eyes were closed, but that didn't stop your movements.

"I am. It's just my baby is so handsome and I can't help but to stare."

He instantly turned red.

"Come on stinkkkk. Stopppp."

"You are so cute when you get all flustered. I need to do it more often."

"No what you need to do is take your ass to sleep so you can have some energy for me later."

You immediately rolled your eyes.

"I'll always have enough energy for you."

"We'll see about that later."

"Oh, one more thing."

Jack peeked open one eye to look at you.

"I have a club appearance tonight."

"Where at baby?"

"Magic City."

"In other words, you want me to go with you?"

"Yes, please! And then we can stay in my bed the rest of the week."

"That does sound tempting."

"Besides, a few people have been asking for you and when you would be back. So just come and show your face and then I can ride your face."

"Sounds like a plan to me."

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yourinstagramname: who's coming to party with me at Magic City tonight?

jackharlow: can't wait mamas 😏

normani: okay sis I see you 👀

jackharlowsource: that can only mean one thing.... jackharlow is back in Atlanta!

magiccity: yourinstagramname only the best for our man jackharlow hook him up

yourinstagramname: magiccity oh imma hook him up alright only exclusive VIP for my baby jackharlow 😘

urbanandjack24: yeahhh they fuckin 🤭

Just as he promised, Jack made an appearance along with the rest of PG and you had set them up in one of the best VIP rooms.

Even though you wanted to be spending time with your man, you still had a job to do.

And you wouldn't be staying too much longer anyway and you were looking forward to having him to yourself.

You just got finished making your rounds throughout the club when you headed over to the VIP area.

Jack was currently in a conversation with Urban as you made your way to him.

He promptly placed you on his lap as they continued to talk to one another.

With one hand on the small of your back and the other on your thigh Jack leaned in closer to you to be able to whisper in your ear.

Not that he would have cared if anyone else had heard him, but still.

"You not leaving nothing to the imagination tonight in that dress are you?"

"Hmm, I knew you would like it. I bought it with you in mind."

"And I just know you aren't wearing anything underneath."

Jack quickly reached underneath your dress between your thighs to brush his fingers against your folds making you let out a small whimper making him smirk.

Thank goodness no one was paying attention to either of you.

"My baby is already so wet and eager, huh?"

"I have to stay for at least thirty more minutes."

Jack was now full on fingering you as you sat on his lap in front of everyone.

He loved being able to have this type of control over you and you weren't complaining one bit.

"You have to stay for thirty minutes but did they tell you what you had to occupy that time?"

"Hmm, no."

"Didn't think so. Those thirty minutes will consist of you sitting on my lap and me making you cum over and over again right in the middle of everyone in VIP. Keep quiet or I'll stop." Jack replied while kissing your neck right below your ear.

"You gonna be a good girl and keep quiet?"

"You won't hear a sound."

As promised, Jack had spent the entire week with you before continuing with performing at festivals.

He made sure to send you something from every country that he visited and that was something that you were able to look forward to every day.

Those packages came like clockwork. 

He would always take the time out to make sure that you knew how important you were to him and that was something that could always bring a smile to your face.

You were taking some time out for yourself this weekend and just decided to stay home and not be bothered with the nightlife of downtown Atlanta.

You loved being around your friends and hosting parties, but sometimes it got to be overwhelming.

And truth be told, you were really missing your man.

He wanted for you to come with him, but with the way your schedule was set up it didn’t quite happen that way.

However, when the CHTKMY tour kicked off in September, you would definitely be there right alongside him. 

You were deep into your favorite Harry Potter movie, Prisoner of Azkaban when your phone went off indicating that you had a notification on your Twitter account.

Being curious, you clicked on it to see what it was and your stomach instantly sank.

It was a video.

Of a girl.

In the club.

Along with your man.

The two of them looked to be in a conversation with her hands all over him and his hands all over her. 

Then it looked as if he leans down to kiss her.

what.the.actual.fuck.

You weren’t quite sure what to make of the video in front of you and had to watch it several times to watch their interaction.

Your eyes couldn’t help but to water at the sight and you were left confused.

Was all of him saying that you were the only one for him a lie?

But, it couldn’t have been a lie.

He has literally never given you a reason to believe he would somewhat “cheat” on you if that is what you would call it at this point. 

You were wracking your brain of trying to think if you had done something wrong, but kept coming up short.

Looking at your relationship as a whole, everything was fine.

You had just talked to him earlier that morning and he had just got done performing in Australia.

He mentioned that he missed you and that he would text you when he woke up.

Nothing seemed out of the ordinary about the conversation at all. 

And then you began to scroll through the comments.

A big mistake on your part.

Uhh, isn’t he with y/n? who is this girl?

y/n, baby come get your man

y/n, I can treat you right! drop him!

nuh uh, jack is dead wrong. y/n your man got you out here looking STUPID.

After scrolling through the comments for about an hour, you were tired of crying and simply dried your face.

Fine, if he wanted to act like he was single, you could do the exact same thing.

You got up from your bed and made your way to the bathroom and proceeded to get ready.

Even though you hadn’t talked to your ex Jordan in awhile, you decided to hit him up to see what he was up to. Looks like you were actually going to go out after all. 

You- Jordan, baby! You busy tonight?

Jordan- Hey miss lady! I’m actually near Magic City, but we’re about to head over to Blue Flame.

You- Bet! I’m getting ready now and I’ll see you there.

Jordan- Save a dance for me mamas.

You- Only the best for you. 

Jack had another thing coming if he thought he was going to be out in these streets making you look stupid. 

You had spent the night with Jordan and made sure that people were taking pictures and posting them to their social media.

You wanted for Jack to feel the exact same pain that you had felt.

Jack had been texting you as well as calling you, but you were doing everything to occupy your time so that you wouldn’t have to answer him.

It wasn’t until you were sitting down on your couch on a Tuesday evening and you heard the door opening.

Well fuck.

He wasn’t supposed to be back at least for another four days. 

Jack calmly walked in to see you simply scrolling through your phone and you didn’t even acknowledge his presence.

That’s what set him off. 

“Y/N..”

“Yes?”

“You have something that you want to tell me?”

“Hmm, no. Do you have something that you want to tell me?”

“Cut the bullshit. What the hell is wrong with you? We were good before I left and all of a sudden we aren’t.”

“Don’t act like you don’t know what’s wrong.”

“Y/N, I don’t. Why the hell do you think I just caught a red eye flight to come see you to make sure that you were okay?!”

“Well go back to that stupid ass bitch you were all over in the club last week!”

“Wait, what?”

“You fucking heard me Jackman. If you want to be out here acting single and embarrassing me, by all means do not think for a second that I can’t do the same thing.”

“Baby, what are you talking about? I wasn’t all over anybody! You can ask Urban or anyone who was with me! Why the fuck would I do that to us?”

“Then what the hell is this?!”

You pulled up the video and shoved your phone towards Jack who finished watching it in silence.

Once it was over he calmly handed the phone back to you.

“Oh, so you mighty quiet now.”

“That video is from a club appearance I did in 2020.”

“Wait, what? No, it was posted...”

“It was originally posted in October 2020 if you would have read it correctly. It seems as if it’s gone viral again and that’s why it came up on your timeline.”

“Uhh..”

“You fucked him, didn’t you?”

“Jack, wait a minute...”

“Nah, I’m not waiting for anything. You were so hellbent on me cheating on you when in fact you could’ve just asked me. I was worried about you and then I see you posting up with your ex on your instagram page? Over something that happened before we even met?”

“Baby...”

“You honestly think I would do that?”

“I... I got scared.”

“Answer my question, Y/N.”

“I know now that you wouldn’t.” You responded while looking down at your hands. You couldn’t even look him in the eye because you felt so guilty.

All you could see was a look of hurt flash across Jack’s face as he was trying to take this all in.

You had fucked up.

Big time. 

“And to think I was talking to Urban and told him that I wanted to be exclusive with you and officially make you my girl when I got back.”

“But, you still can. Baby, please.”

“I.. Y/N, I don’t think I want anything to do with you anymore.”

“Jack, come on. We can fix this.”

“It wouldn’t have to be fixed if you would have just asked me. I love being around you and have told you that ever since we met.”

“I can make this up to you.”

Jack scoffed.

“How? How am I supposed to be in a relationship with you since you’ve now told me that you don’t trust me?”

That was about two months ago and you had been depressed ever since.

Jack had completely cut you off.

You tried calling, texting, Facetime, tagging him in your posts, but he would never say anything.

You really hurt yourself in the long run, but you were more concerned on how much you had hurt Jack.

You still made your club appearances from time to time and hosted parties, but it didn’t feel the same.

Anytime that Jack had been in Atlanta, he would purposely avoid you and any of the people who were linked to you.

They all noticed the shift when it happened, but neither you or Jack had opened up about as to why. 

Everything had been going so well and you had been on top of the world.

All for it to come crashing down around you and losing the person that you wanted most in the process. 

Your therapist had become very concerned about you and she gave you the task of leaving your house for at least an hour on the days that you didn’t work just to get some fresh air. 

Today you were going to go to a small café that was near your condo and treat yourself to a mocha cappuccino. Those always seemed to lift your spirits when you needed it the most.

But, you weren’t going to get into how Jack looked up the recipe because he knew how much you loved it and practiced making it for you until he got it just right.

He would make it for you every time that he would come to see you.

And no matter how hard you tried to make it yourself while he was away, it just wasn’t the same. 

You hadn’t had one since the two of you had cut ties that night. 

You were now sipping your drink and walking along the busy Atlanta streets when you saw him.

Jack.

The both of you made eye contact and you weren’t quite able to read the expression on his face.

Urban was with him and noticed that Jack had stopped talking midway in his sentence. He followed Jack’s gaze and saw you.

You wanted to disappear into thin air.

To Urban you were probably forever going to be known as the girl who broke his best friend’s heart and you would never be able to stomach that thought.

You were trying to walk past him when he suddenly brushed his fingers with yours and grabbed your hand.

“Uhh, hi.”

“Hi.”

“Um, I’ve been thinking and I’ve been wanting to talk to you about what happened.”

You simply nodded as he spoke.

This was the most interaction that you two have had in months.

“I figured you wouldn’t.” You replied being honest. 

Jack had then pulled you to the side so that no one would be able to hear the conversation.

“Just, can I come over later? I have to get my clothes anyway.”

Welp, that made your heart sink.

“Yeah, just text me before you do.”

“Okay.”

That had been earlier this morning and you nerves were shot.

You tried to distract yourself as best as you could as you waited for a text from Jack, but nothing was working.

Jack- I’m outside in the parking garage

Your heart skipped a beat

You- The door will be open for you

Jack softly opened the door and was met with you buried in a blanket burrito with Harry Potter playing once again in the background.

“I... um... got your clothes together for you. I can run and get them.”

“That would be good.”

You went into your bedroom and grabbed the bag that was at the top of your closet.

You made your way back out to the living room and simply handed it to him.

“I.. I have to ask...”

“Hmm?”

“Will there ever be a chance of us getting back together?” You asked as your eyes began to water and all you could hear was Jack taking a deep breath.

“Jack, please. Nothing like that will ever happen again.”

“And how do I know that?”

“You just have to trust me.”

“Oh, the same way that you trusted me?”

“Okay, I deserved that.”

“Look, Y/N, I just don’t know right now if that’s the best thing for us. That was some fucked up shit you pulled.”

“And I’ve been beating myself up over it every day. Believe me.”

“I’d rather us just be friends. Who knows maybe we can try in the future but for right now, no.”

Jack was met with silence and you were doing everything in your power to not cry in front of him.

“Okay, that’s better than nothing, I guess.”

“I was starting to fall in love with you and to have you do that to me? I can’t go through that again.”

“Wait, you love me?”

“I thought I was making it obvious, but I guess not.”

You simply sighed.

“I’ll be here until next Thursday, but... thanks for my clothes.”

You nodded as he got up from the couch to make his way to the door.

“I’ll see you later.”

You closed the door behind him and started to cry silently to yourself.

You had messed up a good thing and there was no one to be mad at but you. 

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[little-fics]

Curiosity Killed the Cat

Fandom: Marvel

Pairing: Stucky x Reader

Request summary: you are not happy about your daddies new way of keeping track of you, but maybe you could warm up to the idea of it

Warnings: Age regression; pacifier mention; sort of leashes but its like a baby leash connected to a backpack; baby has hurt feelings; I could have missed something so please read at your own risk.

Word Count: 2.6K

A/N: I really hope you like it nonnie, I really enjoyed writing it. love you buggy boos <3

You wanted to look at everything not matter where you went with your daddies. At the park it was every dog, every leaf. At the store it was every fluffy thing you could find, every piece of candy or toy. If you saw something you wanted to look at, you were gone. Steve and Bucky had discussed their options after the fifth time you'd run off from them. It wasn't that they didn't want you to look, but you're their baby and you needed one of your daddies to go with you. The problem with that? You forgot in your excitement; a lot.

That's how you've found yourself in this predicament.

You were ready to go to the zoo, tattered thigh jean shorts and a pretty tie-dye shirt with SpongeBob's crew with cute purple shoes. You were bouncing on your heels at the door, waiting impatiently on your daddies. You know better than to go out the door and wait for them by the car, so you're whining, rushing your daddies.

"Papaaaa, it's time to go! We not gonna get to see eb'ryfin'!" Steve came rounding the corner, Bucky trailing right behind him with a lavender backpack in his hand that seemed a little full. Steve picked you up, balancing you on his hip, "We're almost ready little one," he wiggled his finger on your tummy, "we just want to show you something before we go." Bucky held the backpack up, smiling innocently.

It was so cute, it was a shade lighter than your shoes to match perfectly. It was plain, other than the pins and small keychain fidget toys your daddies had surely put on. He opened it up and it had a coloring book, a pack of colored pencils, your favorite pacifier and Lincoln the Ram, the oldest stuffie you had. You reached for the ram, and when you'd pulled him out you saw a bag of candy. Bucky laughed when your eyes lit up, "No baby, that's for today, you can have some later." You jutted your lip out and he shook his head, "Nice try, but puppy dog eyes only work on papa."

When you accepted that, Steve spoke up, "This is a special backpack sweetness." Your brows furrowed as you looked at it, not seeing anything about it. Bucky pulled out a stretchy cord that ended in a scrunchy like bracelet. "When you put this backpack on, daddy or papa will put this on." He slid it on his wrist and tugged at the cord close to his wrist, "So you can't go wondering off like you always do." You whined loudly, "Won' run off!" Your face in Steve's neck, letting out another loud whine.

“Oh silly baby,” Steve kissed your hair, “it’s okay, you’re not in trouble for being curious, we’re just trying to protect our kitty.” You let out a heavy groan, “No, don’ wanna wear it.” You clutched to Lincoln, your chin wobbling on edge of tears. “Dollie,” Bucky said softly, stepping forwards to rub your back, “it’s dangerous when you run away from us, you forget in the pretty head to tell your daddies where you’re going and we can’t find you.” You let out a long groan in protest and stayed in the crook of Steve’s neck, Bucky’s hand still on your back, “We can stay home instead of going and seeing all the animals, would you like that better?” Your head rose and you shook your head at him, “No daddy, I’ll wear it.” Bucky felt a strain on his heart when he saw the way your pout still rested on your face. “You won’t hardly notice it baby,” he kissed your nose, “not with all the pretty animals we’re gonna see.”

When you got to the zoo, Bucky unbuckled you in the back. You always sat in the middle because that’s where you were most protected, so he had to drag you out of the car a bit. “Okay baby,” he held the backpack up, “put ‘em in there.” You just stared at him a minute, “What if I pinky p’omise to be good?” He shakes his head, “Baby, you already are good. You agreed to wear it to be safe, we can’t go in if you’re not going to be safe.”

You huffed and put your arms in it, the band already around Bucky’s wrist. “Good girl, now listen to me baby, you gotta keep your backpack on, it can’t come off or it defeats the whole purpose.” You nodded deftly, body now trained on bouncing towards the gate. As you got around more people, Steve grabbed your shoulder and bent down to your face. “Did you hear daddy baby? That backpack doesn’t come off until we are back in this parking lot or you're in one of our arms, understood?” You nodded and Steve raises his eyebrows, “Yes papa, I understand.” He rubs your cheek with his thumb before giving you a quick kiss, standing back up.

It had worked remarkably well, you’d gotten distracted by all the animals as suspected. You were pulling Bucky around everywhere, and of course with Bucky came Steve. You pulled them to the lions rather quickly, jumping up and down, changing positions all over the outside of the enclosure to see them. “Daddy!” You ran to near the end of the enclosure, stopped dead in your tracks by the leash.

Bucky chuckled, but to you it was no laughing matter. “Wha’ you doin?” You pulled on him, shaking your bag roughly, “Baby, slow down okay, we’ve got plenty of time to look at the lions.” You made an angry face at him and continued to pull at the leash, “Come on! Wanna walk wif it!” You stomped your feet until he finally caught up with you. “Dis’ is why I always look wifout you, you too slow.” Bucky ignores your comment, mainly because you grab his hand and intertwined your fingers with his, shaking his arm and pointing at the big cat, “Take it home wif us?” Steve, who stood behind you, laughed in shock, “That’s a no from me bug, come on, let’s go see what’s next.”

With his recommendation you remember that there are so many more animals at the zoo. You squeak out a high pitched okay and take off skipping. Your long legged daddies had no problem keeping up throughout the next few hours, but then you had to potty. Truth be told, you were tired of looking at the giraffes anyway.

You glanced up to your daddy, who's whispering something in Steve's ear and laughing. You tug on him, and he turns toward you, "Gotta go potty." He smiled, nodding his head, "Of course bug, thank you for telling us without trying to run off." You grumbled and started walking to the bathroom, keeping the leash taught the entire time. You started to shrug off your backpack, irritation creeping up your spine before stopping.

You turned around to Steve and Bucky, a frown plastered on your face. You waited until they were dead in front of you, you slid off the backpack and pushed it roughly into their chest, stomping away to the bathroom. Both of them stared at each other for a moment, Steve commenting lowly, "Awfully grumpy." Bucky's mind swirled, you're not one to be outrageously bratty, so when you came back out, he knelt down and grabbed your hand.

"What's going on my buggy boo? Is something bothering you? You not feeling good?" You shrugged, pulling your hand back and taking the backpack with a wobbling lip. He made a clicking noise, smiling and took the backpack from you. "How about papa wears the backpack and I'll carry you, it's about time for lunch anyway, right?" You seem to instantly relax and let Bucky balance you on his hip, kissing your cheeks.

Steve slipped on the backpack, an odd and tight fit on his body but with the straps completely loosened, it had a millimeter of wiggle room. He starts to lead the way and Bucky whistles sharply at him. Steve turns around with raised eyebrows, but Bucky is looking at you with a 'can-you-believe-him' look.

Bucky turns to Steve, grabbing the bracelet part of the backpack and sliding it on your wrist, "You can't go running off either," Bucky looks down to you, giggling into his shoulder, "isn't that right sweetness?" You nod, looking up to Steve, shaking your wrist, "Papa we gots tuh know you safe!" Steve immediately catches on to what Bucky's doing, and smacks his forehead playfully, "How silly of me, huh dovey?" You pointedly nod, a smug look on your face, "Uh-huh, now nommies please!"

You're in a much better mood being carried by your daddy, shaking the leash playfully at Steve when you sit down at the table. He slid the backpack off of his back, laying it down on the table. "I thought maybe you'd like a dum dum while we wait on Daddy to come back?" Steve was bouncing you on his knee, already popping the sucker into your mouth. You laid your head on his shoulder, your eyes fluttering closed while enjoying the sweet lemon in your mouth, too asleep to notice it disappearing from your mouth.

Bucky sits down with Steve, smiling at your tired form, "I told you she'd tucker herself out and we wouldn't be able to get through the whole zoo today." Steve scoffed, "You act as if she's going to be willing to leave." Bucky kissed Steve softly before planting kisses all over your face, rousing you from sleep.

As much as you don't want to be grumpy, you can't help but frowning at Bucky. He just kisses your nose and tilts his head towards the food at the table. Your eyes land on the chicken strips first and your whole body bounces at sight of the large slushy on the table. "I-Buh-'S mine?" Bucky laughs at your apprehension to breaking the rules, don't have too much sugar. "Of course baby, we thought you'd like something sweet, like yourself."

When you are done eating lunch, Bucky tries to help you put your backpack on, but you run away from him, around the table. "Nuh-uh," you cross your arms over your chest and look to Steve with puppy eyes. "Baby," he starts, coming over to you, sitting on the metal seat, "what's going on? Don't you like your new backpack?" Your bottom lip wiggles again, tears in your eyes, "'S ugly." Steve looks shocked, "Honey, you love purple, what's really going on?"

That's when the damn broke, tears falling from your face and broken sobs coming out. Steve's holding his arms around you, and Bucky's found his way to rub your back. "Shhh, dove, tell papa what's got your head going so fast." You're hiccuping, letting out broken coughs with small gags, unable to form coherent words. Bucky grabs your chin, holding your straw to your lips, "Here baby, take a drink of your slushy." Somehow you listen to him, sugar is always a good bribe for you.

"Dollie," Bucky pulls you onto his lap, "what's wrong?" His eyebrows are raised, forehead against yours, noses almost touching. He's waiting for you to regain a normal breath to press harder. He doesn't get the chance, because you start talking before he can ask again. "J-jus- 'nother reason tuh ignore me."

Bucky's heart breaks, Steve's expression matching the hurt Bucky feels deep inside him. "What on earth are you talking about honey?" Your eyes start to tear up again and Bucky scolds you gently, "No, no more of that you hear me?" You nod and let Bucky wipe away one of your stray tears. "Honey, we bought the backpack because we were so worried, not so we could ignore you. You run around and poke at everything, you forget to tell your daddies what you're doing and it scares us. You understand baby?" You shrugged and Bucky sighed, kissing your cheek. He's about to say something else when Steve picks you up from Bucky's lap.

"Bucky, put the backpack on, let's go," he's gentle about it, but you're still upset. "No! Wanna see more pets!" Steve tries to lightheartedly chuckle, but it comes out dry, "Oh dove, we're not leaving the zoo, we're just moving on." When Bucky has the backpack on he puts the leash on your wrist, just as it was when Steve wore it.

Steve catches you shaking the band around your arm, and a lightbulb goes off in his head. "You see baby?" Steve starts, and you're confused, so he continues, "You're constantly playing with it, that means your eyes are on daddy at all times." You furrow your brows, a pout still resting on your face. "Go on Bucky," Steve nods in an opposite direction, and Bucky starts walking. When the leash reaches the end of its rope, your arm is pulled until Bucky turns around to face you.

You're hesitant, eyes flickering between Steve and Bucky, "No forgettin' me?" You're looking up into Steve's eyes, swimming with love, "Dove, you're everything on our mind every second of every day. We got it so if anything happened, anyone tried talking to me or Bucky, or we argued over dark or milk chocolate, we'd never be too distracted for you." You instinctively wrap your arms around his neck, cuddling closely to him.

You can feel the leash pulling on you, and it takes your attention away from Steve. Steve doesn't move his feet though, Bucky playfully moving side to side to pull at the cord around your wrist. "Papa, daddy's tryin' to run off!" You could hear Bucky laugh as Steve caught up to you. "Whatdya say we get some of that ice cream you love so much Dollie, before we go see the rest of the animals?"

You beam at Bucky, a genuine smile crossing your face that lights up your eyes. "Dippin' Dots!" You shake and dance in Steve's arms, "Lemmee down, lemme down! Dippin' Dots! Dippin' Dots! Dippin Dots!" Steve lets your feet hit the ground, and you pout a little, glancing to the backpack. Steve seems to pick up on your hesitation, "How about daddy wears the backpack, you wear the bracelet and hold my hand? That way everyone is kept together and safe?"

You happily take his hand, all wariness thrown to the wind when you started skipping. "Dollie," Bucky stops, making you and Steve stop in place. He looks stern for a minute, but then breaks into a laughing fit, pointing to the righthand turn at the intersection. "You were so excited," he kept laughing, moving you to see the stand with many balloons and a sign that says 'Dippin' Dots', "that you ran right by it!"

You take off running, Bucky and Steve quick to follow. They didn't bother trying to gently reprimand you, they didn't care if you were excited and couldn't contain yourself. In fact, they loved it, as much as they needed a way to keep track of you with the leash, they wanted a way to make sure they never miss your bubbling excitement.

When you've made it to the stand, you are tugging on Steve. He looks down to you, watching your eyes flicker to the balloons. He smiles at you, adding your favorite color balloon to the order. Once you'd all sat on a bench, he starts to tie the balloon around your free wrist but you jerk away. "Daddy," you turn to Bucky, "we switch." You starting pulling the backpack off Bucky without waiting for a response, causing him to struggle to shuffle around his dippin' dots while laughing at you.

You've safely switched who holds what, now chowing on your dippin' dots in your hand and a y/f/c balloon on your wrist. You're starting to think the backpack isn't so bad, maybe you can convince them to buy you more of the things you want if they see you so excited over them.

Or you could always pout about the backpack and get what you wanted any ways.

[slasherwife]

Could you possibly do something with the slashers who have a s/o who is a Virgin??

💗💗

Yes my love 💕

Slashers with their Virgin!s/o

Summary: self explanatory. You’ve reached level intercourse! Your slasher loves and trusts you enough to take you into bed. Most of these murderers are virgins anyway. What happens when they find out you’re a sweet lil virgin too? 💕

Warnings I literally wrote less smut here than I did in the RZ!Michael Myers post. Uhh there’s just teeth rotting fluff to be quite honest.

Tommy:

- Tommy is a virgin as well 💕 his mind isn’t free from the many many many fantasies he’s had about you which have caused him to “take care of business”, but it doesn’t make his nervousness disappear entirely.

- You will probably have to wait until you two are formally married. Tommy has instilled in himself extremely traditional values by both Hoyt and Luda, so I’m not sure if he will even think about actually having sex with you until you are married.

If you love Tommy so much that you don’t want to wait, you should probably sit down and have an honest conversation with him. If he’s comfortable with it, I suggest keeping it on the down low. Be quiet. Luda will have an aneurysm if she finds out you two are having sex before marriage lmao.

- It means a LOT to him. When the day comes, Tommy will be the one to make it very special for you. He has a tendency to be overwhelmingly selfless, since he is the main provider for his family. It will be all about you boo 🥺

- He’s going to prepare a lot beforehand. He picked flowers for you, made little cakes with Luda for the special night and everything! He’s such a simp for you oml. Just picture him after Luda marries you both, your new husband staring down at you with happy tears in his eyes. They are so vividly intense with adoration and pure love, it makes you start crying. You pull him down and pepper his beautiful face with kisses, and he lifts you up carefully, burying his face in the crook of your neck as he takes you upstairs.

- There’s no awkwardness. Sorry but you guys are so emotionally connected that the feeling is impossible. To be quite honest, you two spend the whole night worshipping each other. There is hunger and intensity and lust, but mostly just pure love 💕 There’s a lot of switching, experimenting and learning involved. You both would never do anything to make each other uncomfortable, ever. 10/10 night, very impressive for two virgins 🥺

Jason Vorhees

- Now this, this might be a mess. Jason would definitely not be comfortable having sex with you before you two were married. I mean, what would his mother say about premarital sex?? Literally just have a fellow bird marry you guys and he will be fine 😀

- Two flustered, shy, virgin boos in the same room. Nothing is more adorable or hilarious to be honest. Okay sorry, I’m feeling a bit more mean than usual but I’ll stop! But you may have to take the initiative for him, because he knows literally not even the first thing about sex. Only that his pee pee goes into your ❤️❤️❤️

- He wants to take care of you. More than anything. More than killing, more than taking care of his cabin, and more than living. So when you tell him you need a lot of foreplay so you don’t tear something, he will understand and he will execute. Be patient with him. He wants to learn and please you so much he can barely breathe. He loves you so much and doesn’t know what he’d do if you cried from the pain. He’d kill himself. He loves you so much. 💕💕

- Considering his size, it will hurt. I’m not sugarcoating it love bug, no matter how wet you are down there, he’s very big. Don’t be intimidated though, Jason will be very gentle, cooing at you and stroking you to calm you down. Normally you are the one calming him down but Jason has a kind nature to this he loves 💕

- He’s overwhelmingly loving and doting on you after. After you both come down from your high, he will be over the moon. His chest will be fluttery, he won’t be able to take his mind off of what you just gave him. Pure heaven💕

Id expect not to be leaving the bed for a few days after that. Other than going at it a few more times, he also just wants to be close and close and closer to you. Expect cuddling for four days straight💕

Michael Myers

- He is clueless, absolutely clueless. What even is sex? He totally knows lust, but the actual intimacy part? Yeah no. Michael doesn’t see sex as something loving or worshipful, he sees it as a time to get off on his needs. He occasionally works for you, but it’s mostly him going so hard that your a mess with multiple orgasms before he comes once. He doesn’t mean for him to be that way, it just happens 😅💕

- His thinking processes are like A B C. You’re a virgin? Big man claim cute angel. It riles him up, makes him want to go hard and claim you. He’s super territorial so he just sees it as marking what’s his. Once you make it clear he can’t just go all out, that he has to be gentle or else he will hurt you, he calms down very quickly.

- He is willing to prize your safety over his pleasure. Sure, Michael is selfish. But that’s rare when it comes to you. He does not want to hurt you. It makes him physically sick just thinking about it. So he listens to you and takes note of your pain signals💕

- Know that he can’t hold back forever. He didn’t take interest in sex before you came along. You made his loins burn with strong desire even before you began to think about sex with him! He struggles after the first time he does it with you, very much, to hold back.

- He stays with you after the first few times. But after that it’s not uncommon for him to leave unless you tell him to stay. Once you two get comfortable with each other, you should expect him to do his own thing after you two make love.

Bo Sinclair

- Your virginity and pureness drives him wild. He has a huge corruption kink. I’m saying it now, Bo is a guy who totally gets off on you being a virgin. “My cute little angel never got fucked silly before?” He’ll coo as he strokes as you’re sitting in his lap squirming just from his words ❤️

- He won’t get straight to it. While you might say you’re ready to have sex with Bo, he will make sure to tease you a few days before to rile you up until you’re begging him to take you. This could be lingering touches, heated make out sessions where he randomly leaves you all flustered, touching you in your sensitive areas in the morning before leaving you high and dry, etc 💕

- You’re not the only one struggling. Bo has needs of his own, and if you believe he’s not thinking of you with intense primal lust every night while having to hold back, you’re very wrong. In his black tar heart he still wants the moment to be special for you 💕

- You go to him. One night you can’t hold back, you feel betrayed and you timidly mounted on top of Bo’s waist while he was sleeping next to you, and gently rock your hips against his, letting out delicate moans which wake him. He’s moaning too, and he can’t hold back this time.

- He’s an amazing teacher. Who would have thought? He goes on and out about how pretty his beautiful baby girl looks tonight, kissing and biting you everywhere on your body, worshipping you and making your skin blaze 💕

- He’s quite vocal. “Just like that babygirl”, “You taste so good doll”, “Fuck you’re an angel.” Enough to make your knees turn to jelly 😭💕

Note: good luck satiating his needs for more than a day now. And let’s just have a moment of silence for Vincent and Lester who have to deal with the loud sex you and Bo have every night now 😖

Vincent

- The most giving and worshipful of all the slashers. Ohhhh you have such a shy and compliant babe on your hands😖 He will go to the ends of the earth to please you and cares little about his own pleasure💕 He could cum just from your moans and movements, he doesn’t even need to touch you to get his release.

- This is if you break him out of his shell. You may have to take initiative but once he gains momentum there’s no going back. I sincerely believe Vincent can be a soft dom in his own light. He’s a very good caretaker and is the most observant of all the slashers 💕

- He is never ever degrading. Degrading his perfect goddess, precious baby angel makes him sick. He is always praising you in some way even if it doesn’t require his voice. Whether that be petting your precious face while thrusting into you or kissing your core before eating you out deliciously. If he can use his voice he sounds like a gentle breeze, whispering how iridescent you are, like an angel, how captivating you are. He has quite the vocabulary🥰

note: tbh i’m not sure if he’s mute or just chooses not to speak, but if he could speak it would ONLY be with you. Bo does not deserve his beautiful voice💕

- and this is alllll on your first time. he would be very nervous but he surprisingly is so tender and loving once he gets comfortable. he’s constantly eager to please you💕after you two get your releases, he is utterly attached to you. He is holding your hand 24/7, leading you everywhere so he can do whatever he needs, and offers to carry you when you get tired wherever you need to go as well. He’s so giving it makes me want to cry 😭💕