#this gif is like her biggest mood lmao.

[five-bi-five-mind]

Hey 🤭

I have a really dirty JJ request 🤭🤭🤭

Dom!JJ x sub!f reader

With a corruption kink, reader being younger and “innocent” but eager to please lmao

JJ wearing a strap-on, rough sex, degradation (some consensual slut shaming) and praise kinks and reader calling JJ ma’am/mistress/mommy (your choice) ❤️

Aim To Please

Fandom: Criminal Minds

Pairing: Jennifer Jareau x fem!reader

Genre: Smut

Words: 7.1k+

Summary: JJ was in a really bad mood and everything around her just seemed to fuel that fire. So, when you said you wanted to help with it, you didn't expect the request she made.

Warnings: dom/sub dynamics; dom!JJ, sub!r; oral (r giving); face-fucking; oral on a strap (r giving); strap-on (r receiving); rough sex; mommy kink; corruption kink; degradation; praise; cum eating; name calling; light spanking... let me know if I forgot something there was a lot going on in this fic

A/N: As you can tell... I'm bad at summaries but I think I got every one of your requests in there lol

Today was not her day. Everything was angering her. She was dealing with a stack of paperwork to close up a case that just pissed her off in general. 

To top all of that off, she was running on way too little sleep. Her attempt to get good coffee was thwarted by a line that would’ve made her late. There were way too many people trying to reach her for things that, frankly, weren’t her problem right now. Even when the hours she had planned to be in her office at the BAU ended she still wasn’t done with the massive pile of paperwork she had. 

While she should be off work, instead she came straight home just to go into her personal office and keep working. At least the kids were with Will this week, that way she had some quiet and no distractions from all the work she still had left. It was really putting her in a bad mood that she couldn’t just kick back and relax like she wanted to. 

Her bad mood only soured more when she realized she had messed up and left the hard drive she needed to work from home in her office. She really did not want to take any more of her evening to run back out and get it. But could she afford to put all of this paper work off? No, she really couldn’t. Then, not only would it eat into her evening off, but it would take up even more evenings she desperately needed for herself. The fact that she had no way to relax right now or let off some of this steam from her bad mood was making her even more frustrated with herself.

There had to be some solution that wouldn’t lose her too much time. She sat back on her chair, her hands covering her eyes as she tried to push past her frustration and brainstorm solutions. Her mind was too fixated on the day for her to think very clearly, but then she remembered the biggest cause of her bad mood and why she was so easily irritated by everything. Finally, an idea came to her.

Her hand reached for her phone on the desk and she immediately sent out a text.

You were two seconds away from heading out of the BAU yourself when you got her message. “Bring me my hard drive in the top drawer” was the first message you received from JJ. The second was her address. There was no please, there were no other details. She didn’t indicate that you could wait and give it to her later or that she cared that it was time for your work day to end. It was implied that you needed to go to her place now. You groaned when you saw the message. Today was long and you had plans. Looks like you’d have to postpone. 

JJ didn’t even feel bad about the demanding text she sent. You were an intern after all, it was your job to be available for the team. It was in the job description, you should expect it. Plus, you were the cause of half of her frustration today. Even though there were other interns, she specifically chose you for that reason.

See the thing is, you drove her a little bit crazy. When you started at the BAU she was instantly drawn to you. Your smile was so contagious and the way you happily helped with JJ and others on the team was endearing to her. You were just so eager to be part of the BAU, even if you were just another intern. The way you starkly contrasted the nature of the work the team saw every day with your bright and bubbly personality was a breath of fresh air. JJ loved the way you seemed so innocent. Soon into your internship, all she could think about was taking that innocent spirit of yours all for herself.

She thought you were aware of this wanting. In all honesty, she wasn’t exactly subtle with the way she looked at you all day every single day you two worked together. She thought you noticed the way she practically undressed you with her eyes. The obliviousness you showed towards it, in her mind, had to be an act. Part of a little game of cat and mouse that you two played. Apparently, after today, she was wrong.

There were definitely some interns JJ didn’t care for. One of them was a cocky young man who was way too self-centered and charming. No doubt he got this internship at the BAU with the money his daddy had. What earned him negative points in JJ’s book was the way he flirted with everyone else. If one girl rejected him, he’d brush it off and move onto the next. He’d do that even if a girl didn’t reject him too. JJ was worried about the day he decided to pursue you too and apparently just had to be today.

She really thought you’d tell him off or tell her to tell him off. Why she thought that, she wasn’t sure. It was very much not in your kind nature. But the thing is, JJ thought you two had an understanding that the only person to openly flirt with you in the BAU was her. Now, she realized you didn’t even know she was flirting and to make things worse, if you knew this man was flirting, you didn’t seem to care. 

He followed you around like a damn puppy. JJ thought the same display of innocence in your face was what was really drawing him in. You didn’t fawn over him like the other girls did and you didn’t flat out reject him like the ones who saw through his motives. Instead, you were just friendly to him and it pissed her off.

At the end of the day, the way he kept pushing his luck was infuriating. What really put JJ over the edge was the conversation she overheard. He asked you if you wanted to get drinks after work and you cluelessly said yes. That was it, JJ thought, that was the last hope she had of you avoiding his charm. Drinks would surely lead to more, at least JJ thought so. After hearing you say yes, nothing was going to save her shitty mood. She only fumed more when she couldn’t take the rest of the evening to drink a glass (or maybe three) of wine and try to forget that she let the opportunity to have you in her arms instead of his slip away.

But then, when she sat down and realized her hard drive was missing, it was the perfect excuse to thwart that man’s plans. Maybe it didn’t cancel your plans; she could imagine you asking him to wait just a little longer before meeting with drinks, but at least she delayed it. As JJ sat back on her desk chair and waited for you to arrive, she thought maybe she could find a few other ways to keep your little date postponed. If she was lucky, she could completely ruin your evening like you ruined hers. Even if you had no idea that you were responsible for that.

The knock came on her door in no time and JJ was honestly impressed for a moment by the speed in which you got there. A thought occurred to her a moment later, however, and her mood got even worse. You probably rushed over here so you had more time to meet for drinks with that asshole intern. 

When she opened the door for you, she didn’t say much. She just gestured for you to follow her in as she basically stomped her way over to her office with you in tow. You were instantly anxious over the way she greeted you with such an unwelcoming attitude, but you followed her anyway. It would’ve been much easier to just hand her the USB and go, but you thought doing that would just piss her off more. Plus, you had a feeling this bad mood was from how overworked she seemed to be lately at the BAU. Obviously, she wasn’t happy that she was taking some of that work home with her. Maybe you could help, offer to look over whatever you were allowed to look over. You canceled your plans the minute you got the text from JJ, so it wasn’t like you had anything better to do. 

“Um…” You shuffled awkwardly where you stood in the middle of JJ’s home office. You’ve never been in here, let alone her place in general. It would excite you to be here if she wasn’t practically fuming as she sat herself back down at her desk. “I’m sorry, you had to take your work home with you.”

“It is what it is,” she grumbled as she plugged the USB into her laptop and immediately started typing away. 

“Can I help with any of it somehow?”

“I don’t know you possibly could.” Her tone was sharp and she didn’t even bother to look up at you. Originally, yes, she had the plan to keep you here longer and get your date postponed, but she was also still incredibly frustrated. The minute you walked through the door to her home she realized it wasn’t the way she wanted things to happen. She had the image in her mind that the first time you’d be here, she’d be pulling you through her halls while ripping your clothes off. Clearly, that wasn’t going to happen now. So, instead, JJ just resorted to being downright harsh. 

“Okay, well,” you sighed. “I guess I’ll get going then.”

“You do that,” JJ spit as she kept up her work. If you wanted to go be with that arrogant prick then so be it. Let him disappoint you the way you were disappointing her. If you just opened your eyes for a second, you’d realize JJ would treat you so much better than anyone else ever good. The thought that someone else would be doing the things that JJ was dying to do to you was just pissing her off more. 

“I– JJ, did I do something?” You definitely sounded hurt. JJ would almost feel bad if she wasn’t already so far gone in her frustration. 

“It’s what you didn’t do,” she said, her jaw visibly clenching as she kept typing. 

“What I didn’t do?” You repeated in disbelief. “I offered to help! You’re the one not letting me!”

Not letting you? JJ wondered if you heard how ridiculous you sounded. Okay, maybe you were right, but that wasn’t the point. She fully blamed you for this bad mood now and everything you were doing was the exact opposite of helping. How could you possibly not realize that? Her want for you was causing her to lose her temper and it shouldn’t be like that. At least that’s what JJ thought. Maybe you were really as innocent as you appeared to be, but JJ had been throwing you big hints. You never picked up on any of them, never initiated a single thing that told JJ it was finally okay to make her move, yet you say okay to drink with a man that clearly wanted in your pants? And even then you have the audacity to ask how you can help her? No, no, you were being ridiculous, not JJ. She thought losing control of her temper and jealousy was entirely valid at this point.

“You want to help so fucking badly?” JJ finally looked up from her computer. Her eyes were burning with rage and all you could do was stand there, so confused as to why you seemed to be fueling this fire.

“Yes!” You were desperate now. “Yes, I’m just trying to do a good job here,” you cried. “I don’t know why you’re so angry. I don’t know what it was that I apparently didn’t do. What do you want from me?” 

“God,” JJ growled. “If you’d just shut up and get on your fucking knees we wouldn’t be having this problem.” She said that without thinking. Honestly, she really did. It was a mixture of the anger she was feeling and the pent up want she had for you. The minute those words were out of her mouth the whole room went still. 

Your eyes widened at what she said. JJ’s body froze. She didn’t let her face show the shock she felt for letting that slip. It didn’t even mean to come out, and her jaw clenched as she waited for you to react. 

JJ expected you to do one of two things: Yell and throw much deserved accusations her way or run like hell out of her house and report her ass. Either way, she could practically picture the long HR conversation she was bound to have this week. Except, you didn’t do either of the things she was expecting. In fact, you didn’t do anything at all for a moment. You just stood there and stared at her in utter shock.  

Shit, JJ thought as she started to get up from her desk chair. You were still staring at her in disbelief and she could see the blush forming on your face. If she didn’t just royally fuck up the way she did, she would be enjoying the deer-caught-in-headlights look you were wearing. Obviously, you weren’t expecting her to say anything like that to you. Hell, she wasn’t expecting to say that tonight either. But what did intrigue her was, while you might be frozen in place, you still didn’t leave or even protest. No, instead you just looked a bit flushed and there was a gradual shift from shock to something else in your eyes. It was wishful thinking on JJ’s part that the look in your eye could mean interest. Or maybe, if JJ was the type of woman who took bets, it could even be a look of arousal.  

The worst part was, she would’ve won that bet, because you definitely were aroused the instant those words left her lips. You shifted where you stood, not that JJ noticed when her eyes were too busy reading your own. The heat in your cheeks she did notice though. It was only getting worse the longer you stood there and let her gawk at you. Her eyebrow arched when she did, indeed, pick up on the fact that your reaction perhaps wasn’t all that negative. 

She was waiting for you to do something now. Still unsure of how you felt about her outburst. The problem was, there wasn’t much you could think to do. Was she serious? The fact that you almost did exactly what you were asked immediately made you a bit embarrassed, but what if that’s really what she wanted? You said you wanted to help and if that was her request... Maybe you really should fulfill it. 

Your eyes shifted to the floor for a minute and then back up at her. JJ’s expression still hadn’t changed from the quizzical one that replaced her anger. She was waiting for you to act. And as she saw your eyes flick to the floor before looking back at her, you saw even more of a change in her expression. It was miniscule to anyone else, but you personally spent a lot of time staring at JJ and her eyes, so you didn’t miss the shift in them. Blue eyes looked back at you with pupils blown until they were almost completely black. That small detail in and of itself is what told you she was dead serious. It was also all it took to make your mind up. 

“Okay.” You said it with a confidence you didn’t even know you had. 

“Okay?” JJ’s head tilted to the side. That was another unexpected response from you. She kind of thought the reason you were still here was to discuss this. She had the feeling you’d be the type to talk out your feelings for each other before just falling into bed with her. But in that very moment, you proved her completely wrong.

“Okay,” you repeated and got on your knees. JJ shot around her desk so fast when she saw you do that. There was no way she was missing a moment of this the second she realized you actually were getting on your knees for her. 

“Wow,” JJ breathed as she stopped right in front of you. She had pictured this exact scenario countless times, but it still didn’t prepare her for just how amazing you looked on your knees. The way you looked up at her with such innocent eyes was replacing the last tendrils of rage in her body with white hot desire instead. There were so many things she thought about doing to you at that moment. “You look so pretty like that.” 

You shifted your gaze to the floor as your face flushed, but JJ’s hand came up to cup your chin and pull you back up to look at her.

“Don’t look away from me,” she ordered. Her tone wasn’t harsh though. Not yet at least, not when she was still fairly certain you would be one who’s easily scared off. Although, so far you’ve been reacting in the exact opposite way than she’s expected. 

“I’m only going to say this once,” she started as her thumb ran gently over your bottom lip. “You have an out right now, if you don’t want to do this then this is your one and only chance to get up and leave. But if you stay, then you’re going to do everything I tell you to.”

Her thumb still traced your bottom lip as you soaked in exactly what she was asking of you. You knew that was her way of warning you that tonight was going to be a very different experience than anything and anyone you’ve encountered in your past romantic history. The idea of that only thrilled you more.

“I’m staying,” you mumbled. “I’ll do anything you want.”

JJ’s smirk at your answer looked downright devilish and caused a shiver to run down your spine. “Good,” she hummed. “That’s exactly what I wanted to hear.” Her thumb pressed down on your lip until you were forced to part them. “First, I’m going to use that pretty mouth of yours.” JJ’s thumb pressed harder until your lips fell open even more and you willingly took it into your mouth. She immediately bit her lip, thoroughly enjoying the feeling of running the pad of her thumb against your tongue. When she dragged it back out of your mouth, she gave a satisfied hum at the way you seemed disappointed by the loss of contact. You were already being so good for her and she didn’t even really have to ask yet. 

When JJ’s hands fell from you and to the buckle of her belt, that’s when you started to feel a little nervous. Things were getting real, but still you didn’t want to back out. You just didn’t know and definitely weren’t prepared for the intensity JJ had in store for you. 

When her belt was undone and her button popped open from her pants, she grabbed you by your hair and pulled you until you were forced to brace yourself on her thighs. She didn’t react to the wince she caused when her grip tightened and your hands frantically grasped at her. “Do you know what to do or am I going to have to show you?” she asked in a threatening tone. This was certainly a new, darker side of JJ. One that you honestly didn’t see coming, but still you weren’t complaining.

You shook your head and tried to readjust on your knees so that you weren’t practically falling over on her anymore. You could do this for her; you could figure it out. If you didn’t know how, JJ was determined to make you learn. 

Your hands moved up her thighs and tugged down at her pants and underwear, just enough to give you access to her pussy. She was already so wet, just from the sight of you on your knees and the anticipation of feeling your tongue inside her drove her wild. Part of her thought she should savor this moment, but a large part of her desperately needed to see your face wrecked and covered in her cum.  That part won out. 

Again, she tugged on your hair until you were closer to her. You stopped with your face right in between her legs. She looked down at you expectantly and you knew that you needed to get rid of all your hesitation once and for all, so you tried your best to. Your tongue peaked out from your lips and started a slow, long lick over her clit. That alone had JJ shuddering above you and clenching the fist that currently had a strong hold on your head. Loving the reactions you were eliciting from her, you repeated the action once, twice and then more until you set a steady pace of lapping at her pussy while her body twitched above you.

But it wasn’t enough for her. She needed to claim you and she needed it now. “Stick out your tongue,” JJ ordered as she pulled your head back for just a second to make sure you were listening. “I’m going to fuck your face.” She didn’t even wait for a response before pulling you back in.

This time your hands flew back to her thighs so you could brace yourself again as you did exactly what JJ asked and let her run her entire pussy over your tongue. She wasn’t going slow either. The way she felt your tongue run over her clit and her entrance was enough for her to already lose control of her actions. She had this idea, originally, that she would pace herself with you. Her goal was always to be rough with you, but she wanted to ease you into it. She wanted to slowly take away your innocence, not fuck your face right off the bat. But then, she was feeling possessive and that anger still felt like it had her all twisted and pent up, not to mention the fact that just being around you and not getting to fuck you yet was already a build up on it’s own for her. Taking it slow was just not something she had the patience for anymore. She needed to cum and she needed you to help her with that.

To add to how much JJ was enjoying this, she didn’t miss the way you were squeezing your legs together underneath her. With each grind of her hips against your face, she saw the way you shifted and tried to get some relief for the ache you were surely feeling. It was going to be so easy to turn you into a mess beneath her if you were already struggling and she hadn’t even touched you yet.

“I knew this was what you wanted,” JJ groaned when she heard you moaning into her pussy. “You wanted me to fuck you since the moment we met. Isn’t that right?” 

All you could do was hum as JJ’s hips moved even harder. She was holding your head in place with a painfully tight grip as she ground into your mouth even harder. The way she was panting and groaning had you so wet, you were sure your panties were beyond ruined. 

“I’ll let you in on a little secret.” JJ’s voice was winded as she spoke now and you could tell from the way her hips rocked into your face with a more erratic rhythm that she was getting close. “I’ve wanted to ruin you since the moment we met too.”

She threw her head back after that and kept you tightly pressed to her pussy. It was hard for you to breathe through all of it, but she didn’t care. Instead of letting you get any sort of air, she forced you to press your tongue to her clit as she finally came with a satisfied moan. 

When she pulled your head back finally, you gulped down air. JJ took a few deep breaths herself and her legs trembled ever so slightly from the way you made her cum. Her hands finally let go of your head and she took a step back, only for you to fall forward, catching yourself quickly on your hands. She looked down at you when she heard you huff as you caught yourself. You were on all fours and you looked like an absolute mess. Her cum was smeared over your mouth and chin and you were still trying to catch your breath from it. That image gave her an idea of exactly what she wanted to do next. 

“Get up.” JJ didn’t even care that you were still struggling to regain your composure. “And follow me.” 

“O-okay,” you panted as you tried to get back up and off your now sore knees. JJ was already out the door of her home office before you really could gain your balance. You scrambled to catch up, following her down the hall until you reached what you easily guessed was her bedroom. 

You honestly felt lucky that you were being allowed to enter Jennifer Jareau’s bedroom. Never in your wildest dreams did you think it would happen. That didn’t stop you from daydreaming about it, but you really had no idea that the whole time JJ stared at you, she was secretly thinking about all the ways she could fuck you. You kind of thought all her staring meant she didn’t like you. She didn’t exactly smile at you when you caught her looking. Instead, she always wore what you thought was a very serious gaze. It’s only now that you realized it was a gaze of hunger for you rather than anger towards you.

“Strip.” JJ’s order shook you from your thoughts and your eyes snapped to where she had gone. She was in the corner of her room, digging around in the bottom drawer of her dresser. 

You did exactly as you were told, but kept your eyes on JJ. Whatever she was digging for, you didn’t know, but you were incredibly curious about it. Still, you continued to pull off your clothes as you waited for her. The fact that, after you pulled the last piece of clothing from your body and now you were bare naked in her bedroom while she was fully clothed, made you nervous again. Hopefully soon JJ would let you take her clothes off, but something told you that if you asked, you’d be breaking JJ’s wishes for you to be obedient. She was in control after all, and it seemed very clear to you that she didn’t want that challenged.

But then she turned around and the thing you saw dangling in her hand had your jaw drop. 

“JJ I haven’t– I’ve never done that before,” you stuttered. Resting in JJ’s hand was the straps to a harness and a decently sized dildo. Fingers, you’ve experienced, but you definitely haven’t had anything more than two and the size of the toy in her hand definitely seemed bigger and longer than that. 

She didn’t even seem phased by your trepidation. She just started to, thankfully, pull off her own clothes. You waited for any kind of response for her. But as she finished undressing and started to pull on the harness and situate the toy, you realized you weren’t going to get an answer. 

“JJ–”

She held up a hand to cut you off when the straps were tightened just right around her hips. “You’ll be fine,” she said as she took a few steps towards you. 

“But I haven’t–”

“Was today the first time anyone’s fucked your face?” Your eyes went wide at the bluntness of the question, but still you nodded hesitantly. “You did fine with that,” she said. “You’ll take this.” That last comment sounded more like a promise than words of comfort. You gulped hard when JJ stopped in front of you.

Her arms slipped around your waist and for a minute her touch was gentle. It was reassuring and just enough to let you stop worrying about what JJ was expecting of you. Her hands traced along the bare skin of your back as she leaned into you and finally, for the first time that night, her lips met yours. The kiss was slow; gentle even. It was her way of lulling you into a sense of agreement with her that you’d be just fine taking the toy that was currently strapped to her hips. 

You kissed her back, quickly parting your lips for her to run her tongue along your own. But the moment her tongue made contact with yours, that switch flipped back on and she was back to being impatient. With her arms around you, she pulled you so your bare body was flush against hers. The way you felt the cold silicon of her strap-on hit your thigh made you jump, but you didn’t have much time to react as JJ took one of your lips in between her teeth and pulled. 

When JJ released your lip, her hands moved to your hips and turned you around. Lips fell on your neck where she began to lick and suck at the sensitive skin there. You couldn’t stop the way your breath hitched when you felt her teeth sink down particularly hard on a very visible part of your neck. Eventually,  your legs hit the edge of the bed and JJ finally let go of you only to give you a hard shove down. You fell down onto the mattress with a thud and JJ climbed onto the bed and knelt above you. When you looked back up the head of her strap was right in your face. It looked bigger this way and you were nervous all over again. 

“JJ, it looks really… big.” 

“Don’t think about that,” JJ said as she knelt before you. Her hand fell back to the top of your head, this time grabbing a handful of your hair but not as hard. “Either way, you’re going to be a good girl and take it for me. I suggest you start sucking on it first.”

“What?!” She really was trying to give you a handful of firsts in one evening. If you hadn’t ever taken a strap before, you most certainly haven’t given one head. 

“You’re probably wet enough,” she started as she urged your head forward, “but this will get it wet and help you take it even better.”

Your eyes flicked back and forth between it and her, but eventually you decided to pluck up some courage and do what you were told. After all, she said she wanted you to be good and you desperately wanted to please her. Your lips wrapped around the head of JJ’s silicon cock and slowly you took it into your mouth. Above you, you heard JJ take in a sharp breath. Her fist flexed on your head, but she didn’t dare push you. Her goal wasn’t to fuck your face with it like she did just moments ago. This genuinely was her way of trying to get you used to it and make it a little easier for you to take. Sure, she could’ve used lube. She had a tube of it in her dresser specifically for you because she thought you’d need it. But then, she wanted to keep corrupting you and what better way to ruin your innocent little image than making you suck her cock. 

When you took most of it into your mouth and looked up at her, that’s when JJ really started to struggle. Her hips moved on their own, rolling forward slightly, but still it was just enough for you to back up. Immediately, her hand combed through your hair and she cooed at you, whispering “it’s okay, it’s okay,” as she encouraged you to take it into your mouth again. You did and she gently and cautiously guided your head to bob up and down on it just a little bit longer. But still that feeling of her control was slipping and the fact that you had your lips wrapped around her strap with her cum still on your face was really making it so hard to keep her cool.

After another minute of it, she pulled you off of it. “Good,” she praised breathlessly. “You did so good for mommy.” 

The name stopped you both. It slipped out just like before. She really didn’t mean to say it, much like she didn’t mean to say what kickstarted all of this. Just like that instance, though, your reaction wasn’t what she expected. You just looked up at her, face flushed and messy, but pride shining in your eyes. So… you liked the idea of calling her mommy then. That was an interesting little perk that boosted the power trip JJ was already running on. 

“Now what?” You asked with such innocence. How you could totally gain back that look of pure wonder and eagerness after just having her pussy and her strap in your mouth? JJ would never understand how you could do it. But still you were looking up at her from where you sat, naked on her bed, and waiting for more orders. 

“Now,” JJ said as she backed up a little on the bed, “you’re going to get on all fours and take my cock like the good little slut I know deep down you’re dying to be.”

The language she was using really got a rise out of you. Never had someone spoken to you like that and you didn’t realize how wet it made you. You were also so fucking obvious. JJ could tell that it turned you on to be treated like this and spoken to like you were nothing but her little toy. That’s kind of what you were to her now, whether you realized it yet. She finally had you in her grasp and she was going to fuck you until you were on the brink of breaking. It wasn’t even just about fucking you. No, she was going to claim you and ruin you like she promised. With the way she was going to fuck you, she was going to make sure you were ruined for anyone else. Just hers, that’s how it should always be. She’d make sure you knew that after tonight you were just hers. 

JJ didn’t wait for you to move before she had a hold of your hips and started to flip you around. You immediately found yourself on your hands and knees again, which meant you couldn’t see what she was doing with the strap as she knelt on the bed and positioned herself. That made it both frightening and exciting, but you were so fucking wet you could feel it on your thighs. At this point, you didn’t care how big it looked, you just needed JJ to finally be inside you.

When she pushed the head of her cock into you, you weren’t immediately prepared for the burn of her stretching your pussy out. Your head fell back and your fists clenched the blankets on the mattress until they turned white as JJ bottomed out inside you. The echo of JJ’s low, guttural moan filled the room as she watched her cock stretch and disappear inside you. She started slow, pulling out almost all the way before easing it back in. You were already making such pretty noises for her. With each time her hips ground just a little into you when they were flush with your ass and her cock was all the way in, you’d let out a small whine. Eventually, you were getting used to the way you felt your pussy being stretched and when JJ started to pick up the pace, you met her thrusts with your own, trying to fuck yourself on your cock.

“Doing so good, baby,” JJ groaned as her hands gripped your hips and kept you steady. “Taking mommy’s cock so fucking good.”

You just whimpered at that and kept trying to fuck yourself against her cock. JJ was getting faster now, but still holding back as much as she could so you could adjust a little more to this new sensation. She wanted to ruin your pussy, but she didn’t actually want to break you… Just get you close to that point. When your moans got louder and JJ could see your wetness dripping down your thighs, however, she decided you were adjusted enough. 

Suddenly, JJ used all her strength to fuck her cock into you. Her thrusts were fast and hard and you cried out with the way it was hitting just the right spot inside you. She was really not holding back and soon your grip on the mattress slipped. That didn’t stop JJ, though. As you fell forward, her hand shot out to your hair. With your face already hitting the mattress and your ass up in the air for JJ to keep fucking your pussy from behind, she used this opportunity to bend over you and push your face even harder into the bed. Your cries were getting muffled by the mattress, but JJ didn’t really mind that. Not when she had you in this position. She never thought you could look so absolutely filthy when you were always so god damn innocent, but the way your legs were spread and your ass was pressing into her hips just made you look like an utter mess. 

“Such a fucking whore for me,” JJ growled as she fucked you harder. One hand went from your hip to land a hard smack on your ass. All you did was let out a pitiful whine. You were trying your hardest to keep yourself in pace with JJ. The best you could do was grind back a little harder into her cock, but still it was enough to get you off even faster.

JJ could tell from the way you were crying out her name any time she pumped particularly hard into you that you were two seconds away from coming. She wanted you to cum all over her cock and just the thought of that made her go even faster. You were repeating her name in between moans until finally, when JJ’s hand met your ass for another smack, you came. With a loud cry, JJ watched as you released all over her cock. The moan she let out at the sight almost matched yours in volume and she decided she definitely wasn’t done with you.

Her strap left you for just a second. You hadn’t even come down from your orgasm or caught your breath before JJ flipped your body over until your back was on the mattress. She grabbed at your hips again and swiftly pulled you back down onto her cock. The way she put her entire body behind the power of her thrusts this time had you practically screaming. She was fucking you so hard and you already felt entirely too sensitive. The way your body shook and shuddered with each pump of her cock made JJ mesmerized. You really were taking her way better than she even expected.

Her lips crashed into yours and all you could was struggle to kiss her back as muffled moans were swallowed by her. Your hands flew to her back. Nails dug into her skin in a way that was sure to leave marks, but JJ didn’t care. She just needed to see you cum at least one more time for her. 

And she got her wish. After two more hard pumps of her hips, she felt more than saw the way you fell apart on her strap yet again. Your back arched off the mattress as she pulled this second orgasm from you. You were forced to break the kiss just so you could turn your head into the bed as you came. When the orgasm finally ran through your body you collapsed back onto the mattress.

There was no way you could take anymore, at least for a little while. JJ knew that and, thankfully, pulled out after a moment. You didn’t move when she did, all you could manage to do was lay there and try to get your heart and breathing under control. 

JJ moved to kneel between your legs. Her fingers reached out and ran over the wetness that was covering your thighs. You shivered slightly at the teasing touch, but still kept your head down on the mattress, too tired to move much. JJ took the finger that was covered in your cum and brought it to her lips. The satisfied moan she let out when she tasted you had your head pop back up to see what she was doing. Her eyes were closed as she slowly withdrew her finger from her own mouth. 

You thought you were spent, you really did. And in a sense, you were. You even felt sore from how hard JJ had just fucked you, but still you found yourself getting wet all over again from that act. 

“We’re not done yet,” JJ said as she licked her lips. “First, I’m going to get you some water and you’re going to take a minute to rest. Then we’re going to go again.”

“Again?!” You were lying if you said you didn’t want to, but also you couldn’t imagine how your body would hold up if she kept fucking you the way she was. 

“You said you wanted to help…” 

JJ didn’t wait to hear anymore of your protests. Honestly, you didn’t protest much after that. When JJ came back with your water, it took all of two seconds before she was on you again and again and again. By the end of the night you were so fucked out by her that she had to practically carry you to her shower. Even then, she dropped to her knees on the shower floor and ate you out like there was no tomorrow. 

Despite being utterly ruined by JJ, you still felt a weird sense of pride. How many people can say they helped bring JJ out of one of her bad moods? You said you wanted to be helpful… And you certainly were.

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I have a drabble request for the sleepover, if I may?👀

I literally cannot stop thinking about dom mommy!seonghwa. It's consuming me I wish I was joking. Like the thought of him finding it so amusing how you are immediately putty in his hands as soon as the word mommy slips from his lips uGH. And don't even get me started on reader being in a poly relationship with seonghwa and hongjoong like oK PARENTSSS (apologies, my bias line is showing lmao)

Truly the mother and father of kpop😔

2𝙠 𝙎𝙡𝙚𝙚𝙥𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙀𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙩

why hello there~ I'm not gonna lie, I'm actually not the biggest fan of mommy!idol, but it's you. and it's seonghwa. so of course a scenario popped into my head as soon as I read your ask skjrgsk the nickname is used sparingly, and more of a tool reader uses to get her way, but hopefully it'll have the same effect on whoever's reading lmao. hope you enjoy~

pairing: park seonghwa x fem!reader x kim hongjoong

w.c.: 1.2k

tags: smut, mommy kink, unprotected sex (👎), mentioned edging, creampie kink, hongjoong likes to watch ^^, and instruct ^^, and is a pervert!!!, seonghwa's whipped, fr can't resist reader so... hehe

nsfw under cut—minors dni!

“Fuck, Hwa. I’m so close,” you dug your chin into the duvet under you, fingers wrapping around the edge of the bed where Seonghwa kept jolting you towards. But then the cock pounding into you slipped out, leaving you empty and leaking once again, bucking your hips back into open air. “No. No, Hwa, please-”

“You know the rules, princess,” the deep baritone rumbled in your ear, plush lips leaving a trail of kisses from your cheekbone to your temples. “Not until he tells you to.”

Grabbing your jaw, Seonghwa angled your head towards the man sitting on the cushioned armchair across from you, his crossed legs failing at concealing the prominent bulge at his crotch. Hongjoong peered back at you, a faint smile tugging at the corners of his lips as he watched your face fall, another orgasm dwindling away and leaving your pussy throbbing with need. The way in which he cast his eyes over you—lidded and brimming with desire—made you realize that no begging would allow you the reprieve you desperately sought out, that he was in the mood to watch you reach the brink of delirium before any instruction favourable to you would leave his parted lips.

So you turned to the person who would, craning your neck to search his face for any minor twitch indicating his surrender, but he remained stern, watching you lose hope and wondering how much longer it’ll take you to succumb to their wicked form of torture.

“Please fuck me,” you whispered, pushing your ass back onto his crotch and watching his eyelids flutter at the friction. “I’ve been good, mommy.”

You stopped the corners of your lips from curling at the obvious signs of victory. Hongjoong flinched in your peripherals, your eyes and his fixed on the man behind you, the heavy, slick length of his cock throbbing eminently where it sat snug between your cheeks. A single nickname rendering Seonghwa speechless, consuming him with burning want, erasing the dominant figure trying to catch his attention from the other side of the room and focusing solely on you.

Blown-out pupils and a line of drool drying over your skin, Seonghwa counted three stunted inhales before sinking back into your welcoming heat, watching you flop back onto the bed before digging his nails into your hips. Flicking his eyes upwards, he met with dark irises staring right back at him, as though in some kind of warning.

“Seonghwa,” Hongjoong cautioned.

“She’s right, Joong. She’s been good,” leaning over your body, Seonghwa pressed his cheek to your temple, sliding his hand under your chin to hold your face up for the younger man, squishing your cheeks together to muffle your pathetic moans. “So fucking good for mommy,” he nuzzled his nose into your heated skin, “mommy wants to give his pretty girl a reward for being so patient.”

“Is that all it takes? She calls you mommy once and you lose all composure?” He taunted, propping an elbow onto the armrest to tap his forehead with his pointer. “So desperate to have her come on your cock already?”

Seonghwa’s eyebrow flinched, a snarky retort about to roll off his tongue, but a whimpered “mommy, please” sounded from below, and it blew away the very last fuck he gave about Hongjoong’s little game.

Straightening up and rolling his head back, he drove his cock into you, the sound of skin-on-skin reverberating between the four walls, and the dense scent of sex bordered on suffocating. Realising that Seonghwa would no longer listen to him, Hongjoong’s eyes locked on yours, not breaking contact even while he undid his belt, and unbuttoned the luxury pants. He made sure you watched his every move as he slowly began fucking up into his fist, leaking cock making a mess of his clothes, translucent drops of precum painting the expensive Balmain, and you took in the pretty shade of rose spreading down his neck to the sliver of chest peeking at you through the undone buttons of his blouse. Even when pleasure pulled your eyelids shut, high-pitched moans dampened by the drool-soaked duvet, Hongjoong’s eyes never moved off you, taking in how your body convulsed when skilled fingers found your clit, Seonghwa’s body enveloping yours once again.

“My good girl, c’mon, say it. Ask mommy nicely,” he panted, cock twitching uncontrollably while he fucked into you, angling his thrusts towards your g-spot and groaning into your ear whenever your walls clenched around him.

“Please, please, mommy, ‘wanna come so bad,” you begged, rutting back to meet his thrusts halfway.

You glanced over at the man running his fingers over his cock to the scene unfolding before him—his two partners fucking like animals in heat, disregarding his presence while they panted and groaned, leaking slick and precum all over the expensive sheets. But you noticed the way his cock jumped at your words, the way the red tinting his skin deepened, and his breath shallowed. Because underneath the designer clothing and high-end makeup, Kim Hongjoong was a pervert. A man who loved filth.

As you neared the edge of your orgasm, Seonghwa’s rhythm faltered, growing sloppy as your heat overwhelmed him and drove him to the brink of madness. And despite the pleasure burning through your veins, you couldn’t tear your eyes away from the man getting off on the vulgar show you were acting out for him. Sweat-coated skin reflecting the warm light filtering through the lampshades, Seonghwa’s airy moans masking over the lewd squelch of your used pussy, a stream of your arousal and the cum he began pumping into you beginning to ooze out, further drenching the linen under you. Even while Seonghwa slobbered all over your neck, mumbling raspy words of praise into your damp skin, your attention fixed on the man sat across from you, now covered in ropes of his own cum. His hand continued to squeeze around his softening base, and you could see the subtle twitches in his defined thighs as he overstimulated himself.

Slowly, you sat yourself up with shaky thighs, possessive arms wrapping around your middle to support you. Noting how Hongjoong’s eyes glided down your body to watch the thick surge of cum cascading down your inner thighs, your cunt still squeezing around Seonghwa’s thick cock, you relaxed back against the firm chest behind you. It took the other man a few seconds to snap his eyes back to your face, relaxing his grip around his twitching length when he noticed the two pairs of eyes following the movement. You giggled breathily, amused by his sudden change in demeanour, knowing just how much he enjoyed observing Seonghwa while he stuffed you full, following the stream of hot cum seeping out of you before fucking it back into your stretched hole, raw and dirty, until your belly bulged with their combined seed.

Strong hands grabbed the backs of your knees, sliding you legs out from under you until you laid bare and open in front of Hongjoong. Your head rested on Seonghwa’s thigh, legs on either side of you body, and your cunt—gaping and spitting out dribbles of his cum—presented in front of the seated man. You wondered why he was the one who seemed to be timid in this situation, but it brought a smile to your face, your voice honeyed and playful when you spoke as next words,

“Does Joongie ‘wanna make a mess out of his good girl too?”

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Hi can u plz do jungkook briede persona chart (Astrology) Thanku.....😇

-> Hello thank you for your request :) Here is Jungkook's Briede Persona Chart Study!

Jungkook's Briede Persona Chart

What is the Briede Persona Chart?

-> The Briede Persona Chart is a chart focused on the spouse you will most likely marry. It is based on an asteroid, here called Briede (19029). If you are interested in women, looking at your Briede Persona Chart is good. If you are interested in a man, look for your Groom Persona Chart (5129). The Briede/ Groom Persona Chart is supposed to make you see your future spouse's personality, who they are. The Briede/ Groom Persona chart is still pretty recent as a way to see who is your future spouse, so it's not 100% accurate but can still help. This post is just a study of JK's Briede Persona Chart, so some elements will be accurate but not complete, as it's not the only tool in astrology to see who you'll marry. Note that it's not the accurate natal chart of jk's future spouse, this just tell us about her personality. -> Side Note: You can still check your Briede/ Groom persona chart for you, to know what kind of Bride/ Groom you'll be :)

Planets & Asteroids Placements

Sun in Cancer 10H, 9°

-> The Sun in the BPC represents her personality & attitude. Here, the sun is in Cancer, making her a soft person. She could appear as quite young, or people could also consider her as "the mommy" of the group. She could be quite close to her mother. Also could be a nostalgic person. Cancer here makes her appear as a very sweet and soft person. She could be also emotional, the cancer is a water sign, so she could be sensible to many things. She could be close to her feminine side, and is loyal to the people she loves. When I say she could be emotional or sensitive, I mean she can cry easily (as for joy or sadness), but she could also be easily moody, her moods could change a lot. Tips for JK: give her food. Trust me. She could be attached to the idea of family & traditions, I'm not sure she is the kind to be into routines stuff, but def when it's about family. Food could be quite important to her, like she could consider food comforting. Def not a picky eater.

-> The fact that the Sun is in the 10H makes her having a successful career. She is made to have some success in this part of her life at some point. It could be in the spotlight or just working hard to achieve her biggest goals. Side note but pretty sure she looks young. Why? The Sun is in Cancer IN the 10H, and the MC is in Gemini, also an indicator of looking young. She could look young or will be constantly treated as "the baby" or "the one we have to protect" at work. Her colleagues could treat her like a baby, or feel like they have to protect her. So this person will literally never have big problems in her career, always got someone to watch her back lmao. She could be very focused on her work or will be at some point, it's literally her destiny. This aspect makes her also pretty successful in whatever she wants to do in her life: work, friends, marrying, personal goals, etc. I'm not sure she is very focused on work tho, I'll explain later... But I think many people admire her or are jealous of her. She gives the image to be a successful person, everything she wants to do always work in her favor. So many people could take her as an example in life.

-> The 9° is in Sagittarius means abundance, expansion, wisdom, college, travelling, to explore, etc. She could have gone to college at some point, or will be! But I think with this placement, that makes her have a lot of wisdom, she could listen a lot to her older relatives' stories, or just get a lot of knowledges from them (since the sun is in cancer). She could also enjoys traveling a lot. I think she is a very open-minded person, the kind of person that is so sweet, they don't wanna judge people, they just wanna get to know them. Also, her family could have taken her to travel since she was young. She could have spent a lot of times traveling, or could have already traveled a lot for her age. Traveled with family, or traveled for her goals. She could also be into spirituality, sagittarius also represents that...

Briede (19029) in Virgo 12H, 5°

-> Briede asteroid is like the sun here, it also part of the representation of her personality. With the Virgo, it can be that she is pretty shy or introvert person. I think she does not have a lot of real friend, she could know a lot of people but real friends are not as big. She just has a close circle that she keeps dearly. She must be kind of a perfectionist on some points, like to enjoy study or researches, not lazy type, she could have a thing for cleaning for exemple, or could read a lot, etc. She could also have a thing for details. She could also be very chill person, who doesn't get angry easily. She def appear as innocent when you see her. People might think she is young and has no life experience, while in real life, she does. She is def very smart, has a lot of knowledges. This is something people can be amazed with when they meet her. She is also someone who is hardworking, she focus hard whenever she works. Working with her mind is important to he (some people are more manual).

-> Because it's in the 12H, I feel like she is highly connected, that she is aware of it or not. What I mean by that, is that she might be very connected to her guides, the divine, angels, etc. Anything in this field might have been around her all her life, that she recognizes it or not. She is protected. So with this ability to be connected to her spiritual side would also come some powers. I think she just is the light of the room when she enters. You notice her. She also is very creative an imaginative. She might daydream a lot, and maybe manifestation could happen often. She may have a difficult relationship with her father, or just feel like she is neglected by him. Not close relationship with him. I think she is quite secretive on the stuff she wants to keep private. She is not the same type as Jungkook like who doesn't wanna share private stuff, it's clearly her deepest secrets. She won't tell a soul. This placement also indicates that she has hidden talents, it could hidden to people, to the world, or even to herself. She could have talents in some field but do not say it until later. Another thing, she could want to live abroad. With the Sun in 9° and this placement, she might be interested in living in a different country than hers. She could feel more popular in foreign lands too. She could think her birth country sucks or that she doesn't see herself living in her birth country. So at some point, she'll live, or maybe already has, abroad. Def a foreigner too lmao. Before, I thought she would be Korean, but there are too many placements that indicate she is a foreigner. She also might have had a very lonely childhood, often playing by herself so created a world for her, or often created little stories. Something too with this placement is that she could fear to face her fears, she might do it very slowly. Anxiety issues. But she is very into helping others. Very humble, kind and generous.

-> The 5° is in Leo, representing attention, fame, life, light, children, creativity, self-expression, entertainment, strength, etc... This degree here could enlighten even more her creative side. She could really have a job now or later as an artist or works with artists because this is just a huge part of her personality and life. She might be well known with the people around her, not necessarily celebrity style, but she just has a good reputation. Fun girl. Someone you have a good time with. Also your sunny girl! Children might love her and she might love children. She could also secretly still hold very close to her her inner child.

Moon in Libra 1H, 1°

-> Moon in the BPC represents the emotional needs for her to feel comfortable. The moon is in Libra, meaning she needs to feel balance in her emotions. This could mean feeling accepted, feeling balanced. She needs to feel like she matters to people, and that they treat her equally as she treats them. For example, she could have imbalance or injustice, if she notices that she gives too much to people but they won't give anything in return, she won't like it and even consider herself not in a good position. It's important for her. She also won't enjoy people who only talk about themselves, selfish and immature people. People who are emotionally unavailable too. She needs people that will care for her, that will help her, she might also wants to feel valid or validated. She needs people that will listen and gives her advices, but that will mostly help her stay positive. She is very nice, caring, and always trying to see the good in people, she needs people like that too. Also she hates conflicts!

-> The Moon is in the 1H, represented by the self, the appearances, the attitude, the first impression, the body, the identity and approach of life. She needs to think of herself. She could be very aware of her emotional needs, and knows that if it doesn't meet her expectations, she could become depressed very easily. Depression could be around the corner anytime she feels hopeless. She might needs balance between her and the world. What I mean by that, is that in order for her to feel happy, she needs to think of her loved ones, help them, be there for them, give them advices and talk about their problems. But! She needs to do that with herself too. She needs to find people that will be there and give them as much. In this placement, she needs to have time for her, and think of her without thinking she is selfish. Some manipulators could have said to her she is selfish for thinking of her too, def not true. She could be very sensitive too.

-> The Moon is in the 1° (Aries), means taking action, fighting spirit, struggles, war, abuse, labor, diligence, leadership, beginning, etc. This is the kind of person that needs to do stuff in order to feel good. If she does nothing, she can tend to feel sad, depressed, lonely. Working, having projects, dreams, or plans drives her. She could also hate routine a lot. There could also be an energy to hate injustice towards abuse, or bullying.

Mercury in Leo 11H, 0°

-> Mercury there represents how she talks, her voice, communication style, what she enjoys talking/ thinking about the most. Here, in Leo, she could often talks or think about have fun, generally speaking. Like partying, having a good night with friends, concerts, any kind of creative activities, she could be very creative person. She could talk a lot of many different kinds of art. She could also enjoys flirting, like the idea of flirting with people might also be part of daydreaming? Just saying though. The way speaks is confident, she may be loud when having fun. She sounds dramatic sometimes when telling stories or jokes, she adds a lot of effects, some people could say to her she is good at acting. Maybe she did theater, or still does! Conversations with people she gets along might often go towards music, movie making/ movies, paintings, arts, writing, and others, could often talk about techniques, theories, etc. She might enjoy flirting innocently with people she gets along well, that they notice or not, also likes people she can tease! If she teases you, she enjoys your company!

-> The Mercury is in the 11H which represents groups, friends, social, social medias, technology, hope, wishes for the future. In this house, it makes her be very close to her friends, or she could think her friends or her social life is pretty important to her. She could communicate mostly with friends, or friends could be the people she talk the most to. Pretty sure she is very active on social media, wouldn't be shocked at this point if she has some kind of fan account lol. She could use social medias very seriously, meaning following a certain aesthetic, or posts a lot and regularly. Also could use it to keep in touch with her hobbies. She could be very aware of what's happening online. She could use technology as a way to have fun, to relax or with her hobbies (ex: plays often video games, watch movies and tv shows, listen to music, writing on laptop, drawing on an iPad, etc.) She could have some internet friends! And talks often to her friends on social medias or with her phone. Also, she might loves to have fun with her friends. What I mean by that, is that she might think she can have the most fun with them, like not with her family, lover, etc. There is a thing to want to have smart conversation here, wanting to talk about many subjects but that will stimulate her mentally. Overall, her dreams and hopes for the future are very important. She might daydream a lot about that, and I told you before she needs to keep her mind positive, if she doesn't have hopes or wishes (I told before projects/ plans), she might be depressed.

-> Not much to see with the 0°. Usually it means there is nothing to add more, or it just means that the signs in the house is very very important.

Venus in Gemini 9H, 7°

-> Venus in gemini! Ahhh... let's go. So, Venus in the BPC represents her loving style. It also represents how she wants to be loved, and what kind of attention she likes. Well, with no surprises, this placement screams compliments. It can be compliments, or just being vocals about your feelings. She could easily say to others how she feels, she may feel the need to. Often says to people she loves "I love you". It can also be that she is very interested in the hobbies of the person she loves, and she expects the same. Her perfect type: smart, funny, talkative. She NEEDS mental stimulation. Someone who has conversations, knowledges, who is smart, enjoys talking about many different subjects, open-minded. Being funny, witty mostly. Someone curious. If the person has no conversation, close-minded, not funny, it won't work out lmao. She needs lightness, open communication, change. Routine also won't work for her. She wants to be surprised still. To be honest, if the relationship is starting to be the same everyday, she'll get bored. It's not that she needs drama, it's mostly that she wants to get to know you little by little, still be surprised by her lover's actions. She is very spontaneous so I guess she would expect the same. She is def the fun girlfriend. Like the kind with you'll always have fun. I'm sure she is way more extroverted than JK, and I feel like he would have so much fun with her. She always have random informations about everything about the most random stuff lol.

-> The Venus is in the 9H (sagittarius), so travel, wisdom, higher education, spirituality, philosophy, learning, cross cultural, religions, ethics. She is very spontaneous, let me tell you. She is not the type to want to plan dates. She could love if her lover surprises her at the end of the day like, he picks her up at work or something, with flowers and tell her he planned a date, and take her to the place she would least expect for a date. But the memories! She wants to feel like she is gaining knowledges through her relationships. She could also have no problems dating foreigners, and she def did. There is an interest in the foreign lands. This placement also makes me feel like she could be a foreigner. Because this is huge like I have no interest in people from my country, and I have a thing for foreigners. And we saw before she could feel like she don't wanna live in her birth country. Anyway, moving on! She might want to date someone older, or most of her partners are older. She wants someone wise, who can teach her thing. Like sharing knowledges is something she enjoys. She might believe in karmic, soulmates, twin flames, any kind of stuff.

-> This placement is in the 7° hehehe... it's ruled by libra, so keywords are fairness, law, business, partnerships, fashion, beauty, charm, luxury, items, music, art, etc. I think she might be into people that take care of themselves, meaning dresses well, take care of their appearance, and someone who is charming. It doesn't mean beautiful or handsome people, it's just mean to take care of them. Someone who dresses well will always attract the eye. Someone who looks expensive (doesn't mean to necessarily wear luxury items). Sometimes, you can wear neutral clothing but looks so good that you have some kind of admiration for them, it's this kind of vibe. Someone artistic too! And someone serious in their job and contracts, but also relationships. This placement can indicate she has a part of romantic vibe. Also, notice this sounds like JK? Hehehe...

Mars in Gemini 10H, 26°

-> Mars represents her ambition, her anger style, how she expresses it, and eventually, sex. For the Gemini Mars, it's very vocal usually. It makes her express herself usually, so when it comes to anger, she might wanna talk about it, shout, or scream. Talking helps her cope with it. You will def know if she is angry, she won't hide it. But it makes her a bit like a manipulator. She knows what she wants, and she knows what to say to get it. So it can be when she is mad, or when she really wants something. It doesn't make her a bad person, this is just how she works. Hate to be bored, happy when busy. I told you before she needs to be constantly entertained. If nothing is moving in her life, she'll have no ambition. She likes to speak when she is angry mostly because it helps her to relief the anger, but also because she wants to understand the real problem. She is good at debating, this is how she sees the situation. It's not easy for others probably because they maybe won't wanna talk right away. Whenever she is interested in someone, she wanna talk to them right away. It can be the same when it's about something. She might wanna make researches as soon as possible. But she could be bored easily, so she might never finish her projects until the end, or it's hard for her to do so. She has good communication skill; knows how to read the room. So it's easy to find the right words for her. But don't get her wrong, she hates conflicts. This is why she prefers talking. She may cry too or be dramatic because of her mercury in Leo lmao.

-> Mars in the 10H (Capricorn), it represents career, long-term, goals, status, reputation, fame, father, men, masculinity, public image. She has a lot of ambition, I tell you, but she is more on the 'I'll make my own career path'. She is not a nepo baby, if you know what I mean. She works hard for what she wants. Working might be important for her, and people around her might say she is always doing good job. She has a lot of goals in life, and works hard for them. She might have a complicated relationship with her father, it might be distant or just complicated. Her reputation is important for her, but people might gossip about her naturally, even if she is not famous. Is cold whenever she argues or when she is mad. She'll want to talk about it, but boy, suddenly she is very distant and cold, you feel the anger. She might appear as more independent, distant or even more manly when she is mad. Meaning she has more authority.

-> The 26° (Taurus) represents money, food, the earth, stability, luxuries, voice, singing, etc. Becomes cold when mad, and maybe if very mad, likes to make the people realize they are nothing and she is worth everything. Possessing materials stuff makes her feel more confident. It drives her ambition to feel luxurious. Having a life where you spend a lot of money, eating expensive things, etc makes her insanely ambitious. Or she could be very drawn to this lifestyle secretly lol. Food can also be a thing when she is mad. Shopping, eating good food, like generally treating herself helps whenever she is sad or mad lol.

Jupiter in Pisces 7H, 27°

-> Jupiter in the BPC represents her luck, her belief, and what is easy for her in life. In Pisces, this means she'll feel the luckiest when she acts with her heart and not her head. She has to use her intuition and trust it!! She'll realize it's usually very right. She could be amazing at manifesting, so she should def learn it very well to manifest whatever she wants. She could very veryyyyy daydreaming about love, and romance. Pisces makes people hopeless romantic. She believes in true love, destiny, spiritual world, angels, hope, etc. To be honest, she has to keep a strong bond with her guides and spiritual world, it's part of her luck. She can be easily guided to where she has to go, and what she has to do if her bond with them is strong enough. Also, she has to detach from the materials. She might be drawn to these, to her ambition, but it's just drive her. She should detach from these to be successful and lucky. It's a bit strange to hear, but she needs to detach from the typical kind of life with a 9-5 kind of job for ex, she has to embrace her intuition to the fullest. So if she feels like doing something not common, it's fine, trust yourself honey! If she finds herself losing hope, losing her beliefs of true love etc, she might attract bad luck.

-> Jupiter in the 7H (Libra), meaning marriage, contracts, life partner, relationships, equality, sharing, etc. I noticed people who have Jupiter in the 7H are super lucky lol. Mostly in relationships. It doesn't mean that she is lucky in finding the one right away, it just mean she attracts a lot of relationships usually. She may feel unlucky in this area because she doesn't attract the "Prince Charming" if you know what I mean, but she is because she won't spend long single from her very first relationship. She is popular to suitors, many people have crushes on her. So, she won't stay single long every time she is. She will experience many relationships. It's not that she can't stand to stay single, it's really that many people have crushes on her, wants to date her, and she is hopeless romantic. Marriage is destiny for her, she'll marry eventually. Of course, it's JK's Briede PC, and so his future wife. But what I mean by that, it's that marriage is an important step in her life. Mostly because people with this placement will be even more lucky after marriage. Marriage is very important to her! She won't accept to skip this step in her life. Marriage also will make her life easier!

-> The 27° (Gemini) is communication, gadgets like TV, phones, self-expression, books, siblings, neighborhood. She might be very close to her siblings, or relationships with siblings is important to her. If she has of course. Once she is settled somewhere, she wants to make sure to have good relationships with her neighbors. Her phone is very important to her, and she might get anxiety if doesn't have it near her hand. Knowledge usually will always help her through her life, all her learning she enjoys will eventually help her one day. She might also be guided through medias, books, etc. Communicating will always help her too. She needs people around her to feel lucky, as they will always provide her a solution. She'll learn to ask for help will always help her. Staying on her own will never work out for her. So calling a friend, communicating with people around her is very good for her luck, and will get her amazing opportunity.

Saturn in Taurus 8H ,1°

-> Saturn represents her fears, insecurities, which area of her life she finds the most difficult. Saturn here is in Taurus, so staying grounded or having a stable life could be difficult to her. She could be very drawn to many things, many different kind of lives, etc. Having everything stable in her life (relationships, work, finances, etc.) at the same time is difficult for her. To be honest, I think it's not that she hates it, but it just happens to be difficult. She might envy people who have a stable life. She might also see stability as a dream, and envy married couple with kids, a house and a dog (biggest cliche ever). This couple might think it's boring while it's literally what she wishes to accomplish. It's just that it's hard for her. Another reason is that she might be drawn to stuff in her life that just can't come with stability. Like she is always easily bored, so even if she might wish for this, she'll be bored so easily. So coming with this, one of her biggest fear in life is routine. She is so scared to be bored, to fall in a routine and to live a boring life.

-> Saturn in 8H (Scorpio) is about sex, intimacy, secrets, finances that are shared (inheritance, partner’s finances, taxes, loans), goals, mysteries, etc. Okay so first, she is def scared of the unknown. Not knowing, mysteries, etc makes her anxious. She could also be afraid of money in general. Like not having money, spending money, etc. It's another thing she is not comfortable with. Accepting changes, endings, beginning, all of these are hard for her too. Intimacy can be scary for her. She could find it hard to keep a stable bank account lmao. She could spend a lot without realizing it.

-> The 1° is ruled by Aries, means taking action, fighting spirit, struggles, war, abuse, labor, diligence, leadership, beginning, etc. She finds it hard to be a leader. She might think she is not enough, not good enough, not enough confident to do so. Standing in the crowd, being seen might be stressful for her. She might give up easily if she sees it's not working well for her. Also, she hates conflicts. Standing up for her is difficult, so arguing is not her best ability.

Chiron in Scorpio 3H, 12°

-> Chiron represents her health physically and mentally. So, please, this is just a theory what I am about to write. So don't come at me. Don't forget everyone is living their own life, and it's never easy. So, Scorpio in Chiron is a wound that is created on the intimate part of the body, or the intimate life. A sort of trauma. It's something related to the genitals. I say this because one of her fear come from the intimacy too. So something happened there. But it's not something easy for her at all, whatever happened created or will create a trauma for her. She could also have been abused when young. Mentally, it can be depression related to mental abuse. In any cases, these are here to help her learn to release the past. She can't control what happened. And she needs to forgive herself.

-> The Chiron here in the 3H (mind, thinking, communication, social activities, siblings, etc.) She can find it difficult to find her voice. Meaning whenever she speaks she feel like nobody listen to her, or whenever she talks, people cut her or someone talks over her. She feels like her voice doesn't matters. She could also been criticized on her way to express herself as kid. She struggles to make herself heard. If she has siblings, she can feel like she is the least favorite. She maybe felt different from other kids, or made fun for being different. And so she may stayed with older people. So could have grown up with an older mind than her age. Like she was more mature than the other kids.

-> The 12° (Pisces) is sleeping, drugs, alcohol, the unconscious, emotional dejections, feet, madness, shadows, unclear, endings, etc. She may struggle with addiction, could be drugs, alcohol, smoking, food, anything that she is addicted to, could even be phone. Or she could be dependent, like on people. She could have suffered from depression younger. Or it can also comeback from time to time. It's like, when times are bad, she can feel like going mad. Like going insane. Also, problems with feet can happen!

Juno (3) in Virgo 1H, 27°

-> Juno will represents her ideal type here. Let's gooooo! So, Juno in Virgo. Man. Pretty sure she consider JK as her ideal type, or will when they meet (if she doesn't know him). She likes smart people, organized, perfectionist, hard working. She could also be into people who are not clingy, the virgo is someone who is independent and do not cling into people and she may like it. She is maybe not into show off, too popular, and friends with everyone type of people. Meaning, someone that let everyone in their life (or having access to them)= turn off. She may have a thing for shy people too. Or like the nerd type! Virgos are very funny too, and she may like the kind of sarcastic funny too. She really hates the dramatic type. She likes chill people. She may have a thing for people that likes her so much they make her fit into their routine. Like they don't forget to call, to text everyday, it's like a routine, it makes her feel special. Also, could love the type of people that notice small details. And remember stuff about her! And mostly, people who communicate when you need to, because they also don't want unless drama.

-> Juno in the 1H (Aries), like the self, the appearances, the attitude, the first impression, the body, the identity and approach of life. She may like people that take care of themselves. Like dressing well, being well mannered, taking care of their skin and body, exercising, etc. I think she likes people that take care of their body like eating well and exercising. She may really like the idea of them falling in love at first sight with her. Or like possessive type. Or the kind of person that will do ANYTHING to be with you. She just wants someone who wanna fight for her, but who doesn't lmao. I think she loves the brain, the smartness, but she also enjoy a good looking body. It's like enjoying an harmony of both. She can't date if she doesn't find the person attractive. People that are similar to her will get closer to her more easily.

-> The 27° (Gemini) is communication, gadgets like TV, phones, self-expression, books, siblings, neighborhood. I think she likes people that are aware of what is going on in the world, also on the Internet, or tea and gossips lol. She might also enjoy people that have humor, conversation, that are open-minded, smart, have a lot of knowledge, or people that like to debate, like someone that will stimulate her mentally. Someone who read a lot too.

Virgo Rising, 12°

-> The rising is the way someone appear, the first impression we get of them, her physical appearance. Virgo rising looks innocent in a way they look like good girls vibe. Like clean girl. She may always look very good, well dressed, almost perfect? There is not a single thing wrong in the outfit because everything is calculated to be well placed. Smells super good, amazing make up, charming, good outfit, etc. She looks younger than that she is. A true angel appearance. Soft face too. You wanna protect her, think she looks so cute. She might appear cold too? Like she looks uninterested in you. If she thinks someone is good looking, or she is having a crush on someone in the room, you'll know because she will ignore them and just act as if she never saw the lmao. She is observant tho. But she looks a bit intimidating in a sense, because she looks cold and distant.

-> The 12° (Pisces), this is really making her look super young. She could look the same even after 10 years. She really doesn't age. She looks super cute I tell you. She looks dreamy, and have big eyes. It's like doe, howl like, very innocent gaze. People may say she has a baby face, and she could have shiny eyes, and people might wonder why she is crying when she is literally not. She may be small with her height too. But really looking like a baby, and super cute. She could have a soft voice too, or like sounds very cute.

Houses

2H - Libra

-> The 2H is the money, and her relationship with it. How her finances are doing usually. So it's Libra, so it means she doesn't have a bad relationship with money on the surface. She may spend a bit too much sometimes, because Libra is a sign that likes shopping and treating themselves a lot, so she may spend money on this. But she may also spend it on other, equality! But the house is empty, so it's literally not her priority to make a lot of money, and to save. Also, the house being empty could mean she struggle with money generally. it goes full, and another day it's empty. She is not stable on this part. She doesn't have a real attach to money. It gives her a true sense of stability, of possibility and it makes her feel balanced. But it's not an obsession. She knows money does not equal happiness. Also, the 2H represents how someone dress up and her voice. She dresses up so well, trust me on this. I think she has a real sense of aesthetic, so everything matches perfectly. She has a true sense of fashion, and loves to dress up and get ready. She loves to look beautiful and charming. And people often tell her compliments on how she looks. She could have a feminine and charming voice, even more if she doesn't know the person she is talking to. She wanna charm people.

3H - Scorpio

-> The 3H is her mind, her intelligence, and relationship with sibling. If she has siblings, the fact that it's in scorpio, they could be very distant or very close. No between. It could also be never talking when they are not seeing each other, and being super close when they see each other. Siblings know a lot of secrets about her. And she knows a lot of secrets about her siblings. She could be a professional stalker lol, because she notices so many things about people, and even online, she could enjoy that. She is very smart I think, either hide it well or it's not the first thing you notice about her? Also if she obsess about something, it has more possibility to work out because she will get so much hard work into it. She has a lot of secrets too, even think she never said to her closest people. She also hides stuff very well. Trust me.

4H - Sagittarius

-> The 4H is the hometown, family, and the part of her people do not see. In Sagittarius, her hometown, birth country is a country where people are from many different culture, countries, religion, people speak a lot of different languages. It could be a "old country", because sagittarius has the characteristic of wisdom, being an old soul. So not the US for ex. It's a country with accessible studies, people make a lot of studies there. And tourism could be important there too? Or she could live in a very touristic place in the country. People travel A LOT in this country. It really gives me the vibe that she is not Korean, because she really is a foreigner in this thing. And we have a lot of signs lmao. Ah also! She could be living in a country where traveling is normalized. Or even her family could totally be into travelling. She could have a very happy childhood, felt free and discovered many things at that time. She could have traveled a lot during her childhood. She got a lot of wisdom too from her childhood, like grew up with older people and so got a lot of wisdom and learned a lot from them. I think people do not see how mature she is. Or how open-minded and spontaneous she is. If you are her parents (mostly mother because it seems like she is not close to her dad), you'll notice these right away. But other people may take so much time to realize that. I think it's because she looks so young, and people tend to look at her like a baby, they don't realize she is an old soul. Also, this house is empty, so family may not be very important to her, or she might not feel like she belongs to her home country. Feel like an outsider.

5H - Capricorn

-> The 5H is her hobbies, talents, her flirting style, etc. So, in this sign, she may enjoy studying? Lol, like working hard on stuff she likes. She is a true hard worker, for sure! Whenever she has free time, it's free times to do something. You'll never see her doing nothing, she is ALWAYS doing something. Always studying something, always working on a project she has. She just doesn't like to sit and do nothing. So I'm pretty sure she'll always be doing many things at the time too lmao. She is talented in stuff she studied for super long. Like if she study this one thing for 10 years, she'll become the boss of it. It's not luck, it's hard work type of talents. So she could be very good at studying, or anything that needs analysis, focus and hard work. She can be very traditional in her hobbies, like to be honest, I don't think she is playing football for ex. She could do stuff women usually do as a hobby. And likes stuff that women likes "usually" (don't come at me pls :( ). I feel like she is not a flirty person, she appear cold. But boy, she'll flirt in her style. She likes that the other do the work at first, but she'll make sure you know she is interested. I feel like she wants to be pursued. So she'll play hard to get. Also she might do some hobbies that her parents or grand parents used to do, the idea of legacy is something for her.

6H - Aquarius

-> It represents work ethic, her health problems, her routine, does she exercises, does she eat healthy etc. Okay. So. Aquarius makes her work ethic or even work in general unique, or unconventional. So if she was working in astrology for ex I wouldn't be surprised (what a coincidence girl). She wants to be free in her work, so work wherever she wants, with whoever she wants, whenever she wants. She wants to be free, and to be her own boss kind of thing. She hates to be controlled by someone else when it comes to work, or even be restricted. She also hates routine so def something where she is free for her ideas. Wants to be able to work 2H a day and the next day work 15H you know? Or during the night or the whole day. Like really whenever she wants. To be honest she has so much spiritual aspects in this chart, if she actually works with it I wouldn't be surprised. She could also help others. Or work with technologies too. People judge it as weird, or just not believing that it's stable. It may create conflict with society like this is not a conventional job, you are not a sheep in the work circle. I don't see a big thing for health problems, but she does the most unique sports ever lol. Not sure she is very into exercising but might be doing sports that you don't think of first when you think of a sport lol. Once again, this house is empty, health is not a priority, and even stable job. She really does what she wants.

7H - Pisces

-> The 7H represents her opinion on marriage, and what type of partner she is. She daydreams about the day she'll marry or about her married life. She has high hope about her future spouse, and might hope for big changed once she is married. She sees her future spouse as her one true love, Prince Charming, so there might have an anxiety about being disappointed. She just very romantic about this idea, so you might guess she has to get married. This is a step she won't skip for nothing. She might be wondering where he is, what is he doing, and who he is. She is very curious about the day she'll meet him, and whenever she meets someone, she might be like "is it him?", something like that. She is very sweet and romantic, and can be seen as clingy sometimes, or too cheesy. Because she wants to give her whole love and heart to her hubby. But with the rest of the chart, I feel like she'll never show off this way in public, only to JK. She also might be very emotional as a wife, and wants to give her everything to her husband. She just sees marriage as a true fairytale, and happy ending! So, her husband has to be her soulmate, her other half. She'll share, devote herself so much, she will expect the same. Once she is married, she def hope to be more than happy with her life. She could also live in a bit of illusion when it comes to it, like expects marriage to solve everything what is wrong with her or her life.

8H - Aries

-> What is taboo to her. How she sees death. Let's talk about that is taboo to her. Inheritance, or fight about it can be a true problem. She won't like it. Mostly because she can be quite stubborn lol. About how she sees death, it might not be very such a taboo topic to her. She just sees it as a natural phase of life. There might still be anxiety of stage endings or going too fast. But she believes in the after life or spiritual realms so she doesn't see this as something sad or sinister.

9H - Taurus

-> Her beliefs, travels, and studies, her career. Very interesting placement. Love to travel. She might not enjoy travels that are too adventurous, like safari, or a messy road trip. But traveling in an airplane, and staying in a hotel, enjoying the food of the locals, taking good pictures, just really enjoy vacations. She wants to live far away from where she belongs, there might be another country she finds "a home" in. She enjoys life as it is. She loves things that are natural, simple, cozy. She believes in a peaceful life. So her career would eventually include a peaceful job. If it's too stressful for her, it won't work out. Working with aesthetic and pretty stuff can work too. She is attracted to what looks good, and has a good esthetic sense. She was hard working in studies, but she might not enjoy studying too long, she wants something chill, and we saw she can get bored pretty easily, so too long studies might bore her fast.

10H - Gemini

-> Her reputation and how she comes off! She might comes off as very talkative, or very smart too. Someone who knows a lot of stuff, spontaneous, and open minded. She might also comes off as someone who is very well cultured and knows many languages. She has a good reputation but some people can tell she likes to gossip. She might enjoys gossips too. But with her chart, it seems like she doesn't like to gossip on people but enjoying hearing gossips, it's possible. She might also have different kind of personalities based on what friend or relatives she is hanging out. She is sociable and extrovert, but i noticed that gemini tend to not talk right away. They stay a bit silent or let the other talk to see how they have to talk or act with you to maker you comfortable, she might be like that. A very fun person, with a good sense of humor. Smiles often. Smile and hair could be something people could notice easily about her, like she might be known for her smile and hair lol.

11H - Cancer

-> Her friends, the kind of people she likes to hang out with, her internet persona, etc. She might consider her friends are her family, her safe place. Friends are important to her, and she might be considered as the mother of the group. She might have a lot of female friends, and likes people that are similar as her, who are nice, soft, people who do not judge. She might eat a lot with her friends, or always meet for a café or at a restaurant lol. Distance don't do things to her friendship, as she has a strong bond with them. She might have a soul or heart connection to her true friends. She might also have the same way to talk as her friends. Or same humor, etc. Friends are very nice, and good people. Trustful people. But fights and arguments between them can happen, cancer is influenced by the moon so emotions run wild. Dramas can happen at times. AND mercury is in this house, making communication very strong in this area. She might talk everyday to her friends, and it might be important for her to have friends, meet people. She can't be friends with people with who she can't have an everyday talk. She might appear as very soft, gentle, and non judgmental on the internet. Like just a soft woman. She might also have a lot of female who admire her on the internet like "fans", if I can say. She appear as very feminine, and likes her instagram to be aesthetic for ex. Always very nice to people she talks on the internet, never will be a hater!

12H - Leo

-> Her secrets, fear, dreams, and desires! Also music tastes, and subconscious. She might secretly wish to be famous? Like being admired, or becoming famous, having eyes on her and be more confident. Like she may daydream about it, what it would be like to be popular. She wants to be admired, and might even desire to get some fame one day. She is very scared to be hate, forgotten. To be left aside. Or that everyone she loves will just hate her or abandon her. She has the desire to be an artist, to express herself through art, to be the center of attention. It might be hard for her to accept that as she might be quite shy if it happens in real life. But she has a lot of fame potential, if it happens (and by being JK's wife pretty sure it'll happen), she will do very good. She is the kind of person you admire a lot. Many people around her could wish they could be like her. She just shines naturally. Her music tastes? She loves to dance! So dancing kind of music, or energy style. I don't think she hates a lot of music, she might enjoy everything.

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pac: How Would Your F/S Describe You? ⚙︎

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these past couple of weeks have been hectic!! i've finally started to dwindle down on readings and i've completed a majority of them already (which i am so happy about, thank you so much for the support!) 💞 with that being said i am open to getting more readings again!! so ready to receive new orders and read for new people 💞 and i also wanted to quickly come forward to reassure you all that i haven't disappeared and that i'm still hereee doing pac/readings for you all. so yeah, book with me if you can! and now for the topic of today, i want to talk about how your f/s will perceive you and how they would describe you if they could. this can also be done with a special person in mind, the choice is yours! with that having been said, let's get started!

we have four piles; intuitively choose the one you're most drawn to. let your heart guide you, not your eyes.

Pile I. catwoman rolling in money

[8oC, 9oW, the hanged man, the chariot, KNoS, 9oS]

damn pile one 😭 you guys are really going through it and your person can see it loud and clear. i believe that your person won't have the best thoughts about you at the start. they believe that you're someone who runs away when the going gets too tough. i believe there could even be a point where they kind of test you and you fail? like they don't trust you anymore. they feel like you're too guarded. i get the image of you both in an almost grey interview where you both are being asked questions and they're taking their time to answer because they don't want to hurt your feelings but still want to be honest. the mood feels somber. almost like a fight/argument has just happened between you both. your person thinks that because of your unwillingness to disclose more of yourself you are unintentionally hurting and betraying them too. i hear that they would say that they know it's not because you mean to but because that's all you know to do. i honestly do think they're being a little hard on you, pile one, especially cause you sound more scared than intentional about this all. i believe that they also think that your head is your own biggest opponent. they describe you as being incredibly perceptive and intelligent but also can overthink to the point where you alone make things up in your mind (they said delusional, I said you have a vivid imagination okay? lmao😭). i think they believe that you also don't talk to them when you have a problem. you believe you alone are responsible for your emotions and while people can say that, they disagree with that 100% when it comes to you.

they want you to come forward and tell them about yourself. tell them about your problems. be frank and open with them, they hate when you box yourself in. I think that they also believe that you've had difficult experiences with being upfront and honest. they would say that you are someone that doesn't have experience speaking her mind and that they know that with time and effort you can come to be more open and that this relationship can be better. I also think that you both are people that have given this relationship a try after having been single for a long time. the only difference I'm seeing is different attachments styles. one having a more healthy way of feeling and the other taking their time to catch up and learn.

with time though, ask them and they'll talk most about how you've progressed. about how you have changed and how every day they meet you, they feel like they are meeting a different you. you're striving for growth, for something more. I believe that they'll talk about how confident and sure of yourself you become. about how much of a leader you've blossomed into.

Pile II. the earth goddess

[7oS, KNoC, AoC, AoP, 7oC, the devil R, the hanged man R]

pile two, trust me when I say that if someone would come up and ask them what they thought about you they would stay quiet and give just a sly grin before walking away. your person is someone very very private. they don't want to speak on anyone unless it's to their face lmao, like they really are someone who values boundaries so much that they only way they'd talk about you is if you were present when they did. they dislike talking about people without their knowledge that's for sure.

anyways I have no idea what your person is so worried about saying since it'd be all good things! your person is more likely to keep these things to themselves though (they would die if anyone heard their inner self cheesing about you). your person would only have positive things to say about you. it seems like you would make a good impression on them since the start since not one bad thing is sticking out to me. i do believe they'd comment on what they like about you.

the innocent way you love, without expecting anything in return. I hear a lot of "I" in this sentences so it's also a lot of talking about how you make them feel, what you inspire in them, more than your own qualities. they feel like you make them want to love. that you make them feel young again where they're receiving those dreaded stomach butterflies once again. I believe that they'd also talk about how healthy you are. they'd comment on how non toxic you are, and how you love in a way that isn't smothering. how you crowd them with love whilst still making sure they have their own space. they'd speak alottt on your way of loving. they'd applaud you for being such a forward thinker. i also believe they'd describe you to be someone that has such a wise mind. they think you're traditional in a way, someone who likes doing things the "right way". they've come to appreciate that a lot in you, you know, your way of loving that is freeing but in a way still comforting and not too far of from what they grew up on and have always known.

Pile III. sweet woman on the floor

[the magician, 3oW, 4oP, 10oS, KoW, the emperor, 7oP]

pile three, your person would struggle to find the words no joke 😭 I don't think that they wouldn't find you absolutely captivating in fact they'd struggle to find the words that would really fit to describe you. i heard "not one word fits you" and i believe them you know? because judging purely based of our cards, you are very very complex.

so lets start off. you are someone who is very grand. and they know this and recognize this. they believe that you are someone who knows what they want and they'd do anything to get it. "unmistakeable confidence in yourself" is what I heard. you have the confidence of something historic I feel, like you've been here for a long time so you know how the rules work and now they're working in your favor. they'd talk about how much of a leader you naturally are. you they've seen you whip people into shape around you with as little as a look. they'd describe how you make people want to better themselves by being around you. they wish luck to people who want to slack off around you. I believe that even though your energy is so fiery and literally just so big and something that packs a punch, you also have this calming aura to yourself that people recognize and love about you. they'd talk about how patient and understanding you can be and how you don't give up on people. I think this is a big one for them, they believe you'd never quit on the people you love. sort of like a king/queen with humility.

I think that's why they struggle to define you. you're almost like a pardox to them. the king/queen with humility really stuck out to me. like someone who is a clear leader and could choose to act better than everyone if they wished, but they don't. instead they act humble and with great care towards everyone. I believe they would also comment on how much of a hard worker you are. how you might have struggled a lot with possessions growing up but you kept at it and it's gotten you so far. they would describe you to be stubborn. someone who doesn't know how to quit. but they also in turn love that about you, because again, you never have people around you acting lazy and it makes them want to be better for you.

Pile IV. femme fatale with the g8n

[6oC, the wheel of fortune, KNoS R, the hierophant, 9oP, 5oW R]

I kept hearing the number five when I was channeling for you pile 4, so it could be possible that your person could think that a. you are super creative and you always know how to have a good time or b. you'd make the best mother/father.

and as soon as I saw our cards, I laughed. we got the six of cups which talks about both things I just mentioned. I believe they'd describe you as someone who hasn't lost their zest for life. someone who still sees the world with wonder. they believe that you remain always eternally youthful. they could even want to protect you for being somewhat naive at times. they would tell anyone who asked how pure hearted you are though. they still believe in the good of your heart and they think and would say that they've found the only person in this earth with a heart of gold. I believe they would talk greatly of your goodness. they value your kindness. they also believe your favored by the universe because of this. I can hear them telling other people that you always get what you want because you don't operate with malice. because you wish even your enemies well. lmao this is not what i expected to get when i was channeling for the pile with a pic of a woman holding a g8n 😅

I believe they could also talk about how sure you are of your decisions. like seriously all I'm getting is your person bigging you up. talking about how patient and serious you can be when you want something. like people could expect you, or even your reputation could imply, that you're slightly or someone that doesn't take stuff seriously. but that's not at all the case they'd say. they would talk about how focused you can be when you want something. how you can reach compromise for the sake of building something greater. they'd talk of your fantastic teamwork.

there's also you living in an abundance mindset which they'd admire. they'd speak about how much you have and how much you've helped them clear out their own mind and be better. there could even be talk about meeting you and things suddenly righting themselves in their life with your faith and confidence.

that was all 💞 forgive the mistakes, I was in a rushhh, love you all 💞 til next timeee 💞💞

[ivymarquis]

Garnish

Pairing| Alex Keller x F!Reader Rating| M Content/Warnings| Free use smut (pre-negotiated terms), dirty talk, a brief sprinkle of dummification

For @glitterypirateduck's Alex Keller Challenge!!! lmao idk why I was so intimidated writing this. I haven't really been the biggest Keller girlie so I had no idea where to go with his voice. Obviously the best way to try and get a handle on it was to write a filthy PWP :) "I bet the neighbors know my name"

Alex would know those earrings anywhere.

They are, without question, his favorite pair of hers. And while a part of him has hoped she would decide to don them after his return home, until this morning the jewelry’d remained sitting in her jewelry box. 

Of course they are his favorite for a very specific reason.

The idea of roleplaying a free use housewife fantasy just scratches a deep seated itch inside the both of them. He's already got plans- one day in the very near future- for how he wants to put a ring on that pretty finger. Take the 'house wife' part out of the fantasy by entrenching it firmly in reality where it belongs.

But right now his thoughts are focused less on the engagement band and more on the pair of earrings dangling with every tilt and move of her head. She's taunting him.

The "rules'' are pretty simple. If she's wearing the earrings, Alex has full rein to treat her to like a personal fuck doll whenever and wherever the mood strikes him and she'll go along with it. When she's done playing, the earrings go back in the jewelry box and their sex life is the same as any other couples.

The second he sees her- having walked from the mutual bedroom to their kitchen where he found her upon waking up- he decides that today will be a lot more fun if he takes a slightly different approach to start.

He gives zero acknowledgement of the dangly jewelry despite the fact that he knows she knows there's no way he didn't see them. Just gives a half-sleepy smile and presses an affectionate peck to her temple while murmuring "Good morning, pumpkin." and it takes everything in him to not crack a grin at the indignant look on her face.

No doubt she expects him to jump the moment she gives the go ahead. To pin her down against the cabinets with one arm, lift her skirt with the other and have his wicked wicked way with her.

Oh no, dear heart.

They sit and have a perfectly normal breakfast. Or at least Alex does. His pumpkin looks wild eyed and a little suspicious at his newfound self control. Clearly not expecting it and doesn't know what to do with herself about it.

"Did you sleep alright last night?" he poses the perfectly innocent question. He's being an asshole- he knows it, but he's having too much fun. He knows damn well she slept fine last night because he wore her ass out. Could barely keep her awake long enough to clean everything up.

"Yes, did you?"

"Like a baby. You seem a little jumpy though this morning- might want to watch the caffeine."

Oh she's watching something but it sure as shit wasn't the coffee.

After collecting the dishes and placing them in the sink, Alex whistled to himself while getting ready for the day. Nothing too exciting- just a few 'Honey Do's, after he put his poor girl out of her misery.

She's finding any reason she can to be in the same room as him and it's adorable. Looking for this, needing to place that- she flits in and around like she's worried he'll forget she's there if not in his line of sight.

Eventually an actual task takes her attention off of Alex and that's when he strikes.

She's bent over in front of the dryer, no doubt fishing some far-flung sock that refused to come along quietly with the rest of the laundry.

Well fuck, he can't refuse a sight like that.

He knows her well enough that as one heavy hand lands to grab her wrist, the other fists the back of her hair with enough force to keep her from banging her head against the dryer in case she startles- which she does.

Huh. He'd of thought for sure that maybe a part of her was playing up the whole 'being bent in half in front of the dryer' thing, but from that reaction he's starting to think she was actually just focused on the laundry for a split second.

He doesn't miss the way she relaxes against his hold now that his little game is up. "What a desperate little thing you are. I haven't even done anything and you're ready to roll on your back for me." 

Now that he knows she's not going to split her head open on the edge of the dryer he releases her hair, his newly freed hand now reaching down to flip her skirt up. 

The sight that greets him is enough to draw a low whistle from the man. "No panties? Naughty girl. Almost like you were expecting to get fucked today." he teases, chuckling to himself as she nods and presses her hips against the stiffening bulge in his pants. "And here I was being a mean, mean man and making my poor girl wait. Surprised you didn't have to clean up your seat after breakfast this morning."

"I was starting to wonder if you were ever going to actually do anything today," she can't help herself but to lightly grouse at him.

"That's the fun of me being in charge of when you get fucked today, pumpkin. I might bend you over every singular solid surface that can hold your weight, or I might make you wait. Choice is all mine."

Well, until she says otherwise. Or if she outright safewords. But that is a given.

His pretty girl is getting spoiled though if she's got time to be grumpy about not being bent over to her satisfaction. 

One hand trails over her hip, teasing the exposed skin as he revels in how twitchy she is. 

It takes prep- always does, always will. But they'd been at it for a good amount yesterday and with her presently about to melt into a puddle of desire and neglect after this morning, Alex is mindful but not too apprehensive as he opens his pretty girlfriend up on his fingers.

First one, just to confirm his suspicions- she's primed and wants to go, pressing back against him in anticipation as one becomes two. He knows that two of his is something akin to three of her own, and that finally seems to settle her down as his fingers stroke that spot inside of her that has her grabbing at the dryer for leverage and pushing back against it to press further into him.

"That's it, baby. Nice and fucking wet for me. You know what your job is, hm?" he purrs behind her. 

"Yes," she pants quietly. "Alex, please-"

"You're spoiled, you know that?" he still ends up pressing an affectionate peck to her temple again, pulling out of her warm body to work on freeing himself one handed.

She's all too eager to help get things rolling- standing on her tip toes and arching her back. It makes it easy to slide into her, taking a few shallow, rolling thrusts to work himself all the way inside.

Rewarded with the sound of her pleased moans, Alex is quick to settle into a pace that he knows will get the pair of them rolling their eyes in no time. At this point he knows how to get her going as certainly as he does to get himself off.

"Oh my God- right there," she moans, her own hands scrambling for purchase against the dryer to brace. Alex bands one arm across her waist while the other continues to knead her hip, keeping her close to him as he thrusts.

'Yeah? That's the spot right there pumpkin?" he asks despite knowing the answer. He just likes watching how she'll go from a smart, capable woman to a dumb little cocksleave desperate for his cum with the right kind of prompting.

"Ye-ye-yeah," she confirms as he stays steadfast in his tempo. 

"Fuck,” he groans at the wet heat of her clinging to him like she never wants him to leave her.

Letting go of her hip with one hand but keeping his other banded across her waist, Alex is all too happy to grope at her chest. Fingers plucking at her pebbled nipples- rolling and pinching one before switching to pay attention to the other. Those hitching breaths work in time to his ministrations as he works her up just to pull his hand away from her bust in favor of her clit.

Now that got her attention, each thrust of his hips and slow stroke of his fingers being rewarded with his name a constant chant in her mouth- Alex Alex Alex Alex-

“That good, pumpkin? You gonna- fuck-  make a mess for me? Come on, honey, ask me for it,” he goads.

She’s sputtering and scrambling to get her brain in working order- trying to be a good girl. Fucking adorable.

“Alex- fuck,- hgn- Alex- please! Let me- let me,” her brain struggling to play catch up.

“All ya gotta do is ask, honey. You can do that, can’t you?” Pressing another chase kiss to her temple, the dichotomy is not lost on him paired with the absolute filthy noises coming from where they’re joined. She’s gagging for it- literally can’t get the words out of her mouth in the right order. “Must be fucking you good if you can’t even talk properly,” he teases, a grin escaping him when she shoots him a glare over her shoulder. “I bet the neighbors know my name,” the uppity ones who seem to think they’re above socializing with any of the other tenants in the building- brushing off anyone who tries to get to know them.

God they must fucking hate Alex when he’s home after being sent out on mission.

“Alex please! Let me cum, please!”

His fingers kept up that maddening pace until his ears finally register that she did, in fact, use her words.

And Alex is nothing if not a man of his word.

He knows exactly how to change the quiet strumming of his stroking fingertips from the teasing touches meant to ramp her up, and the ones meant to drag her across the finish line.

Those pretty thighs are trembling as Alex plays her like a fiddle. She cums with a cry, seemingly caught off guard by how intense it is.

It doesn’t take much more to get Alex chasing his own end.

He finishes without much fanfare Pulls out, tucks himself away, pulls her skirt down and kisses her temple again before leaving a shaking mess left to sort out the laundry.

Much like breaking the seal on a night out of drinking- now that he’s given into the temptation he just cannot stop the rest of the day. The second his refractory period is up and he feels ready to go another round, he’s seeking her out within the house and can’t wait to climb on top of her.

He may or may not be the reason that lunch burns that day a few hours later. It’s a worthy reason though, and he happily orders takeout as an apology.

Age in bio/pinned or I will block you ♡

[thegamingcatmom]

Evil Dead Rise...but gayer

Okay but imagine Ellie aka Maggot Mommy clapping eyes on you and yes there´s this urge to chase and rip and eat your soul and all (she´s still an evil ancient entity after all) but there´s also something else. And she/it doesn´t know what it is because she/it is an evil ancient entity which absolutely thrives on being a lil shithead just for the fun of it (that´s what I love most about Maggot Mommy and it´s what makes her stand out from other deadites imo).

Anyhow, Maggot Momma sees you, sprints towards you, only to stop inches away from your face and start sniffing you. Like, really sniffing you. All over.

It´s starting to get a bit uncomfortable and weird af actually and maybe now´s a good time to get the f outta there but jokes on you - you´re already being carried off, none too gently mind you (Maggot Momma still gotta learn how to human aight so leave her alone) and promptly plonked onto the floor in Ellie´s apartment. And while Deadite Mommy´s still thinking about her choices here (those being: eating you now or later) you snap out of it and actually try to make a run for it.

Only, you failed to notice there´s a whole fucking family of undead…whatever they are. Leering at you, creeping closer, coming way too close and suddenly they´re on top, all snapping teeth and snarling in your face and JUST when you thought this is it-

Maggot Momma´s set her eyes on you first and she WILL start whoopin some asses if the family even thinks about touching what isn´t theirs to devour.

So as the family scuttles off with their tails between their legs (cause Deadite Momma rules) only you and Deadite Ellie remain. But you´re still alive and kicking (for now), so I guess that´s a good thing (kinda)?

I just really LOVE this concept of evil, otherworldly creatures absolutely thriving on wreaking havoc and committing murder left and right. I LOVE evil entities being truly evil and staying true to who they are and what makes them so ASDFNSADFLASDF. They´re just pure evil and long for utter chaos and destruction…except when it comes to a certain someone. When it comes to them it´s more like (not so) little shit mode activated with a healthy dose of “I licks it, I keeps it” and JUST the right amount of sweetness (that being: looking at you rather unimpressed when you reprimand them for brutally slaughtering someone, again.)

Also, they can be the biggest pain in the ass, my god- (you kinda adore it though, almost).

(Btw, Maggot Mommy trying to bring that eyeball back up looked JUST like my cats when they´re about to absolutely explode after they´ve eaten too much cat grass. it´s actually kind of…adorable? Lmao.)

So here you are and for some reason, this demon has deemed you worthy enough to keep around for a bit longer and maybe it´s your smell that ended up being your saving grace or maybe it´s something totally different. Either way, somehow you´ve found your way right into the clutches of this family of…undead beings (zombies?) and The Mother is quite pleased indeed…

So yeah, I guess you could see this as some kind of Tarzan/Jane story? Just really (really) fucked up? And Deadite Momma is trying (and failing miserably) to human.

But also, there would be lots of sniffing and licking involved, just saying.

But also also:

(Ahem...)

So, after some really, really, really long time has passed you´ve come to realize you might not get munched on after all. Maggot Momma still gotta learn the basics of human behavior though, like personal space wha-? (You indulge her moods most of the time though since you quite like being alive and all and you´d rather it stayed that way…)

And it´s even better when Maggot Momma ain´t realizing she´s doing it. With time, being neck-deep into whatever part of you has become sort of a natural response whenever her human is near. Which happens to be quite often since there´s only so much space to be had when you gotta share it with a family of evil ancient entities who hear and see it all. (Taking a piss has never been more uncomfortable.)

Most times, Maggot Mommy is being extra touchy feely just because she knows it makes you feel hella weirded-out (and some other things) though. She´s still a lil shithead after all and that´s why we love her.

Aight so, things have somewhat calmed down a bit (meaning: you´re not in danger of being eaten alive anymore) and the Deadite!Kids have decided that playing “pranks” on you is a good way to pass time. Pranks that give you nightmares. Like sitting in front of you. In the middle of the night. Unblinking. Wearing a grin rivalling Cheshire Cat´s. And what´s with their neck-

A head´s not supposed to do that.

But fear not, for Momma´s there to soothe your fears. And she´s trying, she really is.

But it doesn´t really help your case when Maggot Momma´s speaking to you oh so sweetly in her dark, sultry, demonic voice while the remains of some poor soul - foolish (or brave?) enough to wander her territory - are still sticking to her face, between her teeth, that breath my god-

So after attempting to calm you down, Momma´s decided now´s a good time for that promised ass whoopin.

Which doesn´t help in calming you down either since Deadite!Momma reprimanding her Deadite!Kids for scaring the absolute crap outta you (something only SHE gets to do) sounds like hell itself has opened up to swallow you whole. In other words: it does not sound pretty, at all.

The kids try to make it up to you though. They start to provide for you, even. Only, leg hasn´t exactly been on the menu for you (yet) and that severed head they brought you today didn´t do much for you either.

You actually excused yourself for a minute to go to the bathroom. You´re not planning on coming back out any time soon.

Meanwhile:

(Patience isn’t exactly Maggot Mommy’s strong suit though, so you better not keep her waiting for too long…)

(2 mins later:)

[writerblue275]

Songs that make me think of each Heartsteel member [and Alune] (with minimal explanation).

Inspiration: One of the things I do to inspire myself while writing is listen to music. I’ve always been musical (piano, viola, and singing) and music can really set my mood/make me think of a scenario. Occasionally when I’m just listening to music in my car, a song pops up and I’m like…"Oh that makes me think of (enter character here)!"

Genre: ?? I have absolutely no clue how to classify this?? Mood music??? Headcanon inspiration??

Category: I guess fluff, but some of these songs are indirectly or directly suggestive/explicit so 😬. But nothing explicit actually in this post.

Tw: None for this post besides swearing, but again some of these songs are directly or indirectly suggestive/explicit so listen at your own discretion. 🤷🏼‍♀️

(Each person gets at least 2 songs. Sett and Kayn get three because it's my post that's why. 😂)

Aphelios:

“Thnks fr th Mmrs” - Fall Out Boy (Lmao if you think I wouldn’t have some emo/alt for Phel on this list, you’re sorely mistaken.)

“Levitating” - Dua Lipa (“I got you, moonlight, you’re my, starlight…”💃)

Ezreal:

“Hey Mama!” - EXO-CBX (Did you really think I wouldn’t have Baekhyun for Ez in some way? Yeah fucking right! I associate him with my fav EXO sub-unit song.)

“Hyperfixations” - Catie Turner (I actually had this for Aphelios initially but then I realized it fit Ez WAY BETTER. I LOVE THIS SONG.)

Kayn:

“Met Him Last Night” - Demi Lovato (Feat. Ariana Grande) (All I have to say is listen to the lyrics, especially the first verse through the chorus, and tell me it’s not a fucking POV of meeting Kayn.)

“Gives You Hell” - The All-American Rejects (This is absolutely Kayn’s response to his old band.)

“S&M” - Rihanna (😏 Makes sense with one of my prior ranking/headcanons.)

(I have so many alternate options for Kayn omfg. I really struggled limiting it to only one more for him since I’m not doing that for most others. What does this say about me and my taste in music? 😂)

K’Sante:

“Physical” - Dual Lipa (Thought of our gym bro duo and then the lyrics made me think of K’Sante!)

“I’m Not Sorry” DEAN, Eric Bellinger (The confidence in the lyrics and then energy/vibe of the song just SCREAMED K’Sante to me!)

Sett:

“Confident (Rock Version)” - Demi Lovato (“…I’m the boss right now…” Damn straight Sett is the boss.)

“Watermelon Sugar” - Harry Styles (Again, makes sense with one of my previous rankings/headcanons.😏)

“34 + 35” - Ariana Grande (🫣 LISTEN I DON’T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT. 😅).

Yone:

“Black Swan” - BTS (What the lyrics talk about fit really well with Yone’s known backstory before Heartsteel.)

“Home” - Catie Turner (I just think it fits secretly soft and romantic Yone very well!)

EXTRA - Alune (because we love her and she’s a baddie):

“God is a Woman” - Ariana Grande (She sure is, especially when she has to be the manager of Heartsteel and deal with these six. 😂)

“%% (Eung Eung)” - Apink (the vibe of the song fits her well and I like the lyrics with Alune’s vibe too.)

Thanks for reading/vibing. I feel like I might have to do more of these. Maybe make it a series as I realize it's happening with more songs! Music is my biggest inspiration when I write.

[atlabeth]

turn back the clock - rafe cameron

summary: your boyfriend breaks up with you days before your best friend's wedding. you're dreading having to face it alone, but when some behind-the-scenes tampering by the bride brings you back into contact with your high school crush, more comes to light than you could've ever imagined.

a/n: thank you to ri for helping me decide which current wip to finish and this post i saw on ig for inspiring it in the first place. i love second chance romance so much and the obx3 trailer made me wanna start writing for rafe again so here we are lmao.

this has been in google drive hell since august and i finished the rest of it all in one go at midnight when i was supposed to be doing homework. so i hope you enjoy

wc: 4.2k

warning(s): small bit of angst at the beginning but basically all fluff, like toothrotting. also reader was a college track athlete but nothing else about her is described

(no i will not stop using this gif of him in the blue suit<333)

You didn’t really wanna have to make this call. Instead, you just wanted to stew in your own misery, watch some sappy rom-coms that make you feel even worse about what happened, and maybe go out and buy a couple pints of ice cream. 

But the day wasn’t supposed to be about you. And you owed it to Elizabeth to at least explain why you might be in a vaguely shitty mood at her wedding.

Honestly, though—you should have expected this. 

“He what?” 

“Liz—” you started, but you knew once she got going there was no bringing her down until she was done. 

“He broke up with you?” 

“Yes,” you said, and you clenched your free hand in a fist to keep from choking up. He didn’t deserve any of your time, you knew that, but that didn’t mean you weren’t hurting. It didn’t mean tears didn’t well up every time you thought about him. “He just sprung it on me out of nowhere last night. I thought we were doing pretty well, but,” you let out a watery laugh, “I guess not.” 

“I can’t believe him,” she seethed. “I told you not to trust guys with J names, and Jason is like, the biggest offender! I told you the moment we met him at that frat party he was bad news—” 

“You don’t need to go on a rant!” you interrupted with a laugh. “I already know how much of a jerk he is— well, I might’ve just had my eyes opened to it, but I know. I just wanted to tell you that I’m… going through some stuff, I guess, in case I seem off during all the planning. But that’s all—you have to promise me that none of the focus is gonna be on me, because this is your day.” 

“...Okay,” she said after some hesitation, “but you can still rant to me whenever you want. Just because you’re one of my bridesmaids doesn’t mean all you have to talk about is the wedding.” 

“How can I not talk about the wedding all the time?” you exclaimed. “Lizzie, I’ve been involved in so much of the process with you that it’s basically all I can think about. This is the most excited I’ve been for anything ever.” 

“Didn’t your brother get married last year?” she said. 

“You know what I mean,” you chuckled. “I just can’t believe you’re getting married, and to Nate, too. It feels like it was just yesterday that you were telling me about the cute boy in your trig class, and six years later and you’re marrying him in a week.” 

You could hear the smile in your words. “It really does feel like yesterday, huh? I remember going on and on about how much I liked him after that group project we got stuck together for—y’know, your encouragement was the only reason I ended up asking him out.” 

“Then I’m glad I kept bothering you,” you said with a smile of your own. “You guys are so great together.” 

“I just wish you would’ve taken my—” Liz suddenly stopped talking on the other end, and you frowned a bit. 

“What?” 

“...Nothing,” she said very suspiciously after a pause. “I, uh— I just remembered there’s something I need to do. Wedding related. I’ll talk to you later?” 

“Yeah—” you said, but she had already hung up. You chuckled and shook your head as you set your phone down. 

You didn’t really know what that was about, but you were looking forward to the wedding—it didn’t matter that you were suddenly single. 

You and Liz had been best friends since you were put next to each other in the seating chart in sixth grade science—and even though she went to NC A&T and you were all the way at San Diego State, you talked basically every day for all four years of college. Sometimes you even made the flights to see each other, and it was worth every single dollar. 

It made you feel a lot better, knowing she had your back (and knowing that she had likely already blacklisted Jason from the guestlist made you feel pretty good too). 

What you didn’t know, though, was that what she was doing at that moment would make the wedding night a whole lot more interesting for you. 

And it all had to do with one Rafe Cameron from high school. 

-

The air was thick with a thousand different perfumes and the stiffness of hairspray along with a whole lot of anxiety as a result of the eight bridesmaids who inhabited the room trying to make sure they looked their best before the procession started in T-10 minutes. 

You were, of course, stressed as well. It was like everything that was fine for the months leading up to the wedding had suddenly decided to go wrong just to spite you. You’d forgotten to take a tag off of your dress and it was digging into a very particular spot of your back, your hair was not cooperating—Ariel and India and Natasha might have said that you looked beautiful, but it was just not working with you—and you were about to run out of your favorite mascara. All small things, but they were beginning to add up. 

And to add to your stress, your phone started to go off. When you opened it, you saw it was a text from Lizzie. 

girl I am so sorry to ask you this I know we’re so close to the start 

but Ayana just told me that she left my bouquet on the table in the sideroom of room 139, she forgot to take them out of the vase! 

sisters aren’t even on top of things when they’re your maid of honor apparently 🙃🙃🙃🙃🙃 

you’re the closest to the room and the only other person I can trust rn because Im going slightly wedding crazy, can you please get it??? I will love you more than my future husband and you will have my eternal gratitude 

using my track past against me i see 

you are pushing it babe 

I know 

help me obi-wan kenobi you’re my only hope 

lol 

dw I got this 🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️

You are my savior and all your drinks are on me next time we go out 

You sighed and shook your head, slipping your heels off in favor of the flats you came here in. The last thing you needed was to break an ankle before the procession. 

“I’ll be back!” you announced to the rest of the bridesmaids—though you weren’t sure any of them heard you in the havoc—before you ran out of the room. You were thankful this dress had a slit. 

It took a minute for you to get there, makeup and hair still intact, but when you did you didn’t see a vase. You huffed a sigh and got to work going through everything. The actual last thing you needed was for Liz to not have her bouquet as she walked down the aisle. 

“Oh— I’m so sorry, I didn’t even know there was another person in here.” 

You turned around from your crouched spot on the floor at the voice, and you nearly toppled over when you saw who it was. 

“Rafe?” you marveled. Though it was posed as a question, there was no doubt about it. You’d only thought about him basically every day for all of high school. 

He said your name with the same surprise, his eyes widening slightly at the same time as he stared at you for a moment too long. You swore his eyes went up and down, a slight pink tinge on his cheeks, when he blinked and shook his head. A wide smile spread across his lips in its place, and it did the same sort of thing to you that it did in high school. You weren’t immune to a Rafe Cameron grin as a freshman, and apparently you weren’t as a college graduate either. “What are you doing here?” 

“Trying to find Lizzie’s bouquet ten minutes before the wedding,” you said with a slight laugh. “What are you doing here?” 

“Uh, Topper left his pocket square in here, apparently,” he said. “We drove here together, and he’s the best man so he’s scrambling all over the place, and—” Rafe paused and he breathed a laugh, his eyes crinkling at the corners in the same way they did in high school. “You get the idea.” 

“Oh, yeah,” you nodded, and a smile pulled at the corners of your lips. “I had no idea you were gonna be at the wedding. I—” you chuckled and shook your head. “I guess I forgot that you and Nate went to UNC together.” 

“Yeah.” Rafe laughed again, though it was a bit nervous as he ran a hand through his hair, stuffing his other hand in his pocket. “It’s uh— it’s been forever since I’ve seen you, though. What, the last time we actually had a conversation was—” 

“That one party at UNC,” you supplied, and you stood up, leaning against the countertop. “The one that Liz dragged me to when I came to visit her for spring break sophomore year. We saw each other there.” 

“...Yeah,” Rafe repeated, and his smile softened. “Yeah, it was then. I didn’t know you remembered that.” 

“‘Course I did,” you said. “I mean, the last time before that was the huge party you, Kelce, and Topper all threw in the last week of summer. Before we all went our separate ways.” 

“Oh, that was…” he laughed as he bowed his head a bit. “That was something. Uh, it should be a rule pre-college boys should not be allowed to be around that much alcohol without supervision. I’m surprised no one died that night.” 

You grinned as the memory of it all came back. It was hard to believe that it was one of the last times you saw Rafe. That it was the last time you saw Rafe for two whole years, and the next time you got even the slightest glimpse of him was a minute long conversation with your very drunk self before you were dragged out by your one sober friend. 

Seeing Rafe was the only thing you remembered from that night.

“I can’t believe it’s been so long,” you said, your voice a bit softer. “College really did something to us, huh?” 

“Yeah,” he said, and his smile faded the slightest bit. “Being on separate coasts’ll do that to you.” 

Your expression softened, and you were about to say something when your phone buzzed in your hand. Panic jolted through you for just a moment before you read what the texts said. 

just kidding lol. It turns out that Alicia got the flowers when she was picking up the drinks from there for the reception

crisis averted!! 

I’ll still cover your drinks though since I prob gave you a mini heart attack and Im very sorry about that 

“Huh,” you said, and you glanced back up at Rafe. “Looks like I was sent on a mission for flowers that weren’t even here.” 

“Elizabeth’s probably all over the place,” he said. “I mean, I’ve been kinda stressed out and I’m not even part of the wedding party. Bridal nerves have gotta be a lot worse.” But then Rafe paused and took his phone out of his pocket, and his brow creased. 

“What’s got you lookin’ like that?” you asked. 

“Huh,” he said. “Topper actually just had his pocket square in his… other pocket. So I guess I was here for nothing then, too.” 

A laugh bubbled out at that. “We’ve got some very organized friends today, huh?” 

“Seems so,” he agreed with a smile. “But I’m glad he misplaced it.” 

“Really?” 

“Yeah,” Rafe nodded, and he shrugged. “I got to see you.” 

You felt the heat rush to your cheeks at an astronomical rate, and you had never been more thankful for your phone to buzz. 

But seriously you gotta finish getting ready we have like five minutes left before the organ starts playing 

liz if this was not your day i would be so mad at you

please. you can never be mad at me 

“I gotta go before I single handedly ruin this whole procession,” you joked, and you went past the entrance and Rafe. But just as you got a few steps away, you turned around and smiled. “I’m also glad that Liz sent me here.” 

Rafe chuckled, smiling inwardly as you hurried away. You didn’t know it, but his eyes didn’t leave you for a second. 

-

The wedding ceremony went fabulously. 

You got back in time and finished getting ready—for some reason, you felt a lot more confident in your appearance—and walked down the aisle arm in arm with a very lovely groomsman before taking your place at the front of the bridesmaid line. 

You cried. A lot. 

When you saw Liz walking down the aisle, when you looked up at Nate and saw the way he gazed at her with all the stars in his eyes, when her father gave her away, when they said their vows, when they kissed, when they walked off—you were a mess basically the entire time. Thank god for waterproof mascara. 

And then when you sat with the bridesmaids for the Liz and Nate's first dance and the parent dances, you cried again. And when Ayana gave her Maid of Honor speech and Topper gave his Best Man speech—you were like a waterfall. A complete mess, but a very happy one at that. 

But you managed to stop by the bathroom and fix yourself up in record time before you all went off to your normal seating charts, and god, you had never been more glad to have done so when you walked in and saw who was at your table. 

Liz either knew everything or nothing, because this... this was really something. 

“So we meet again,” Rafe said, another easy smile appearing as he turned to look at you. “Looks like this wedding is trying to make up for all the years we missed.” 

You chuckled and took your seat next to him. “Guess so. It’s not an easy feat, though.” 

“Six years was a long time,” he said. 

“Didn’t really help that my parents sold our house in the OBX after I graduated,” you said dryly. “I missed all those Rafe Cameron summers during college.” 

“‘Rafe Cameron summer’?” he asked, raising his eyebrows. “Didn’t realize there was a word for it.” 

“What can I say?” you shrugged. “I graduated with an English minor. It allows me to make up phrases whenever I want.” 

“Ah,” he said, nodding sagely. “I guess my… finance concentration means I control the stock market?” 

You laughed and shook your head. “You’re ridiculous. It obviously means you’re the head of the treasury. Keep up, Rafe.” 

“My bad.” He held up his hands with mock austerity. “Our time apart is the reason for such a ridiculous mistake.” 

You smiled, but it sobered a bit and you bit your lip. “On a serious note,” you said, “I’m… I’m really sorry.” 

Rafe frowned. “For what?” 

“For that time apart,” you said. “I came back to North Carolina more than a few times to visit Liz and some other friends, but I never came to see you. We were— we were good friends, Rafe, and I shouldn’t have just disappeared on you like that all because I was at a different college.” 

Somehow, his brow furrowed even deeper. “What? You can’t possibly be blaming yourself for this—people grow apart in distance. That… that just happened to us. I mean, you were in California and I was in Chapel Hill. That’s crazy distance.” 

“I still came back, though,” you said. “Just… never for you.” 

“...I didn’t expect you to,” Rafe said, looking right in your eyes. “No matter how much…” 

“What?” you asked after he trailed off. 

Rafe sighed, then shook his head, trying to clear his mind before he looked back at you. “Do you wanna dance?” 

“What?” you repeated, mostly because you couldn’t believe it. 

“Dance with me.” He stood up and offered a hand, passing a glance at the dance floor. All of the official dances had been done already so it was open to anybody, including you and your high school crush. 

“Okay,” you said with an almost breathless laugh, and you really felt like your freshman self again the way butterflies fluttered in your chest as you took his hand and walked over to an open spot. 

You and Rafe fell into an easy rhythm, like you’d been doing this all your lives, and it didn’t take too long for your conversation to follow. 

“So what did you get up to in all those years at SD State?” he asked. “All I really know about your college career is what I’ve gotten from Instagram and your parents’ Facebooks.” 

You laughed a bit. “Regular college stuff, I guess. I did track all four years and I won some awards, which was pretty cool. Went to a lot of parties, got drunk a lot, swore off drinking a lot, studied until I thought my eyes were going to fall out, then graduated with a chemistry degree. I’ve been working as a technician in a lab for the company I interned with for the past two years.” 

Rafe whistled. “‘Regular college stuff’, she says, as she describes an insane balancing act between student athlete life, partying, and schoolwork, and still being able to graduate with a STEM degree.” 

“You’re such a flatterer,” you admonished, but there was no real bite in your words. “That’s one thing that’s never changed.” 

“It’s easy to flatter a woman like you,” he said. “I mean, you’re out there changing the world. I feel like I’m not even worthy to stand in your presence.” 

You chuckled as Rafe spun you, and as your hands joined once again you offered a coy smile. 

“You know,” you said, feeling a surge of confidence with his words, “I had the biggest crush on you in high school.” 

Rafe’s eyes widened slightly, but he covered it up with a well placed smile of his own. “Really?” he marveled, and he said your first and last name, “you had a crush on me?” 

“Yep,” you nodded. “And she had it bad. If freshman year me could see this, she would be losing her mind.” 

Rafe laughed, and it spurned butterflies in your chest yet again—they were the same kind you’d felt whenever you talked to him back then, trying to catch whatever moments you could between your busy schedule and his own responsibilities. You were too scared to admit your feelings, but you enjoyed spending time with him nonetheless. 

If there was one thing this was proving, though, it was that your feelings definitely weren’t as settled as you thought. 

“Well, you know,” he said thoughtfully, echoing your previous words as he brought you back to the present, “I had a pretty big crush on you in high school too.” 

That completely threw you off your rhythm. So much so that you stumbled, totally missing your next steps—if it weren’t for Rafe catching you, you would’ve face planted. 

“Are you good?” Rafe asked, concerned. 

“You had a crush on me?” you asked instead. 

He laughed again and ran a hand through his hair before you fell back into your rhythm together—he had let it grow out some, you realized, and it looked infinitely better all ruffled and mussed up than styled. 

“Yeah,” he said. His smile wasn’t as confident as it always was, a boyish charm mingling with unusual shyness. “It, uh— it kinda snuck up on me. I didn’t really know how big of a crush it was until I was at your signing ceremony. Like, right after you signed the contract was when I realized I had it bad.” 

“My signing ceremony?” you marveled, and you shook your head in disbelief. “You really have great timing, Rafe. Couldn’t have realized a couple years earlier when we were still in the same place?” 

Rafe laughed softly. “Yeah. I really do. But I didn’t say anything because I didn’t want to make it harder for you. I mean, I was staying in the OBX for Chapel Hill, and you were taking the opportunity of a lifetime to run track in San Diego. I wasn’t gonna take your mind off of that because some hometown guy had a crush on you.”

“Some hometown guy,” you repeated, and it was your turn to laugh. “You thought that little of yourself?” 

“It’s true,” he shrugged. “I was just a friend that fell for you. I mean,” he gave you a crooked smile, “not that it was hard to fall for you. Pretty sure I was one of ten guys who wanted to ask you to prom senior year.” 

“Okay, that is not true at all,” you said, but you were stumbling over yourself just as quickly. He wanted to ask you to prom senior year? When the one thing that you thought about whenever you looked at him that spring was dancing with him at prom? “Grant Millwood was the only one that asked me.”

Rafe nodded with a laugh. “That was because he threatened everyone that he knew had a crush on you to make sure he would get to go with you.”

“And then he ditched me halfway through the night because he got too drunk to function off the alcohol he smuggled in himself,” you said dryly. “Yeah, he was a great date.”

“High school was the best,” Rafe said with mock austerity, “wasn’t it?”

“Oh, yeah,” you nodded. “I miss the kook academy every single day.”

“I still can’t believe you wanted to ask me to prom senior year,” you said, shaking your head. “Rafe, how did I not even know? Why didn’t you do it?” 

“And let you miss your chance with Grant Millwood?” Rafe over exaggerated his scoff. “Please.” 

A laugh spilled out as a smile shone through. “You would’ve saved high school me a lot of angst if you told her you had a crush on her, y’know. Then I wouldn’t have had to spend four years pining in high school.” And four more in college, and two more postgrad. 

(God, you wish he had told you sooner. You would’ve blown all of your money on tickets to North Carolina if you had even the slightest inkling your eternal feelings weren’t eternally hopeless.) 

“Goes both ways,” he said, tacking on your last name. “Why didn’t you tell me how bad you had it?” 

“Because I thought that there was no chance in Hell that Rafe Cameron would ever share my feelings?” you said, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. “Come on, Rafe—you know who you are, who you were. You say a couple guys wanted to ask me to prom—every girl wanted to date you. I didn’t stand a chance.” 

“And yet you did,” Rafe said with a slight chuckle. He shook his head. “Y’know, if I could turn back the clock, I would’ve done so many things differently.” Rafe smiled boyishly. “I would’ve mustered the nerve to ask you to prom before Grant even got the chance. And I definitely would’ve asked you out instead of liking you in private.” 

You smiled and shrugged. He liked you then when you thought there was no chance—why not now, when you also thought there was no chance? 

“Who says you have to turn back the clock?” 

Rafe’s own grin grew immediately, and he pulled you off to the side of the dance floor. He held your hands in his own, the cool metal of his signet ring at odds with the rough calluses on his palms brushing against your skin. 

He said your name with such earnesty you felt like you could melt, and when you gazed into his eyes, you nearly did. “I think you are the most amazing woman I’ve ever met in every single way. I can’t believe that it took me meeting you by chance at a wedding for me to do this, but I’d like to fix a mistake I made five years ago by never doing this. Can I take you on a date?” 

“Rafe Cameron,” you said, and it was a physical effort to contain the joy nearly bursting out of you, “I would love that more than anything.” 

He grinned. “Great.” 

And then he cupped your face in his hands and pulled you in for the best kiss of your life, one that you immediately fell into with all the vigor of six years spent longing. 

When he pulled away, leaving you completely breathless with widened eyes and bruised lips, his sultry whisper nearly took you out. 

“I’ve been wanting to do that for years.” 

You only had eyes for Rafe as you pulled him back into a heated kiss, pulling him by the cuffs of his baby blue suit. The only thing that got you away from him was the need for air.

"Me too," you murmured.

(And in the background, you were far too dazed to hear Liz’s victorious cheer.)

-

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I know I’m probably way too late for the matchmaking- cursed time zones :( but I’m going to try anyway because I ADORE your blog and work.

- she/her pronouns, and I’m bisexual

-not sure on mbti so- around the right people I am loud and love to be always laughing whether that’s making people laugh or surrounded by people who will make me laugh! I’m a night person, I’m always sleeping in late and staying out at night. Around my friends I will be extroverted but I suffer with anxiety so I’m public and with people I don’t feel safe with, I can be extremely introverted. I can sometimes have a short temper. My language of love is physical touch.

-my hobby is music- I play piano and guitar to a high standard and love to perform and record my own songs (I have written an album and love playing in bands!). I collect records, go to lots of gigs and will always have some sort of music playing

-my pet peeves are noisy eaters and heavy breathing, particularly snoring

-I am quite short and petite, just about five foot, I have long brunette hair, green eyes and love expressing myself with fashion- I always wear platforms and flares with fun jackets/ accessories, and I always wear minimal makeup, but can’t leave the house without my smoky eyeliner

matchmaking event #4

thank you so much for your request!!!

your match is…

terzo!!!

-terzo doesn’t mind that you’re a bit shy at first, in fact, i think he would love watching you blossom as you get closer!

-always makes sure he’s by your side when you’re in a new space/meeting new people, so you don’t feel overwhelmed <3

-his charming and welcoming personality encourages you to come out of your shell

-loves your sense of humor, how you light up a room with your presence

-he might enjoy making you laugh even more, however, because your laugh is like music to his ears, and he loves your smile

-terzo is a night person as well! loves to stay up with you chatting, watching movies, partying, whatever it may be!

-goes to concerts and record stores with you, he’s a gift giver, so sometimes he’ll come home and bring you a vinyl he thought you would like🥺

-LOVES your passion for music!! blown away by your skills, asks you to play for him. you two might even write some songs together🤭 he listens to your album 24/7 and promotes it to everyone

-he comes to each and every one of your performances

-he also likes having music playing. doesn’t care who hears. he will BLAST it in his office, because he’s papa, and he can do whatever he wants.

-loves physical touch as well. he’s all over you 24/7, not even in a suggestive way, he just loves having his hands on you.

-he loves your height because not only is it cute it makes him feel tall haha

-LOVES your fashion, literally your biggest hypeman.

-you might even walk in on him trying on some of your clothes. he has no shame.

-sometimes he asks you to do his eyeliner tehe

-i think he also has a short temper however as he’s gotten older he has definitely learned to manage it better, meaning he knows how to handle you if you’re in a bad mood. plus he won’t judge since he understands the struggle.

-he also HATES eating noises LMAO, but what i will tell you is… he is a snorer.💀

-he denies it until you pull out a recording you took of him going “honk, shooo…..” “honk, shooo…”💤

-lowkey humiliated when you show him the evidence but hey, nobody’s perfect.

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THE RUNES ALMOST WORKING OMFGGG

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Hot summer nights (Dave York x OFC) part three

Pairing: Dave York x ofc!Georgia Collins

Summary: It’s hot, both Dave, Georgia’s dad’s dark, tall bodyguard and the weather. Dave was always there, in her house and in her mind, as if it was his job to guard her thoughts instead of her dad’s well being.

Word count: +4.0k

Warnings: smut, dave york needs his own warning, mentions of death and assassination, slight mentions of harassment, female masturbation, unprotected (p in v), biting, slapping

A/N: here it is lmao, after a few weeks of hiatus i finally found the mood to keep writing this, ITS FILTH lmao, also, i want to make clear that i dont condone reader's behavior and it will be kinda explained or justified in the next chapters.

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It was late; Georgia checked the clock on her phone; it was well into midnight; she was eating some cereal directly from the box, standing in the middle of the kitchen, the house completely to herself.

Georgia was alone that night, her dad was working late, and she was enjoying the comfort of the empty home, grateful for the time alone without her father roaming around trying to talk to her or hug her or kiss her. But she missed Dave’s eyes, eating her figure.

Since the night he had snuck into her room, weeks before, she grew to miss him more and more.

It was as if he really were there just to guard her.

She kept eating, having missed the silence that came with being alone in a big house eating food with zero nutritional value while her mind reeled with the man she had been with for a period of time that instead of feeling like weeks, felt like months.

Georgia had stopped trying to make sense of it, she had stopped overthinking about the meaning of her relationship with Dave; she didn’t care about the age difference, as he did sometimes, in the middle of the night, while she asked about some piece of media she had never seen; she didn’t care about the shape of his body or the wrinkles on his face as he had asked once and let her then mumble about how handsome he was for fifteen minutes; she didn’t care about who he worked for or what he did before.

The only thing that Georgia cared about was how good, safe and cared for she felt inside the arms of a man that only wanted what was best for her, a man that had shown her a softness not even he knew he was able to give out.

A softness she hadn’t felt in a decade. Sincere, warm, pure.

The cereal started to taste blander than it should, so she put the box away inside a cupboard and walked out of the kitchen, padding slowly towards the stairs.

A soft, nostalgic smile came to rest in her face when she turned to the wall and saw the photographs carefully hung on it; some of her when she was a toddler –which Dave had actually taken a picture of with his phone–, several with her dad and the biggest one, right in the middle of the wall… Georgia and her mom on her middle school graduation.

The last picture she ever took with her.

Her fingers brushed the glass of the frame along her figure, she was holding a very smiley, barely fifteen-year-old Georgia around her arms; her smile brightened up the entire picture. She sighed.

A heavy, ever-present feeling of loss stationed itself again deep in her chest, there was nothing big or grand or shiny in her life, nothing her father could buy for her, that was enough to fill the massive void she had left in her life, in her body, in her chest, in her mind, in her soul. And she wasn’t open to fill it either.

It was as if that bottomless pit inside her heart gave her a sense of… purpose. A will to live. A certain strength she didn’t know at the time of her mother’s death she would need from then on.

Her nostalgic smile turned into a scowl when she remembered what happened after her mom’s passing.

“If only you were here to stop it.” Georgia muttered to the frame, to the bright smile on the decade old picture, to the memory of her mom, “you were the only one who could.”

The memory of her father, just about a month later of her mom’s death selling the house she had grew up in and moving states, forcing her to leave everything and everyone she knew creeped up in her mind; the sensory memory of his hugs growing tighter, his kisses growing longer, his stares growing heavier creeped up in her body and she hated it. She loathed it.

Georgia forced the memories away and walked upstairs, the dimmed, cold light of the full moon entering through the window only illuminated the dark hallway, she followed its soothing reflection and her eyes found themselves on Dave’s room door.

A sudden thought of mischief invaded her vulnerable brain. Georgia smirked and walked slowly towards it, immediately twisting the doorknob. It was open and her smirk turned into a smile.

She always found endearing the way Dave kept his room almost pristine, as if it was unused and unlived. Since the first time they’d been together, along the weeks, Dave had told her several and counted things about himself. But she was yet curious as to why he was quite fixed in making himself almost invisible. Something she related to, but wanted to know his reasons.

Padding slowly, she entered and closed the door. The entire room smelled like him; the heavy musky scent of his cologne, the milky coconut of his shampoo and the faintest minty smell of his body wash. It immediately turned her crotch into a pool.

Georgia scoffed at herself and her desire that burned up in a low flame throughout the days but at nights burned up like a bonfire; she had never felt desire like that for anyone in her short life. She liked to feel like that for someone she knew felt similar for her.

The dresser next to the door had a framed picture of his daughters, she took it and smiled at the way they were close carbon copies of their dad, the same brown eyes, the same smile, Molly even had his dimple, the one she had discovered one night while entangled in his arms.

The memory of him telling her about his girls and how he had lost custody of them and wasn’t able to see them as much as he wanted made her chest sink. Georgia knew Dave; she knew and understood how much he loved his girls.

The amount of money she would give to have a father at least an inch close to the one Dave was couldn’t even reach a limit. She would have done anything.

Georgia left the frame in its place and sat on the edge of the bed, on the side he liked to sleep, most out of custom, after sleeping on that side of the bed for years when he was married. She let her hand roam around the bedding a few times when her eyes landed on a book on his nightstand. One she hadn’t seen before.

She took it; it was heavy on her hands; the cover was in burgundy leather. Georgia weighed it on her hands. She knew she probably shouldn’t be even looking at it. But it looked old and used and personal, and it looked so uncharacteristic of Dave to have something close to a journal.

She stared at it from several angles, thinking about its contents, picturing the same man that turned her into a feral creature at nights with it within his things; its pages were a light yellow, she guessed because of the years; it smelled like leather; it smelled musky like Dave, and… coppery. Like blood.

“Fuck it,” she bit her lip and opened it carefully, minding the years it probably had within its pages. The first one had Dave’s handwriting, long and messy, writing a date.

April twenty-fourth, two thousand and nine.

Georgia read slowly. The content, carefully put into the page, made her breath hitch.

It was a graphic description of a murder.

Her eyes snapped up to the wall in front of her, she gulped.

It had to be fiction.

Georgia sighed, breathed in and out heavily before turning her hazel eyes down again.

It mentioned no names, referring to what she gathered was the victim as hit , and the murderer, the perpetrator as… I.

She gasped, reading quickly and avidly. She navigated her fingers through the edge to flip the page, and then the next one and the following one. Every page had a different date, different descriptions, written in different pen colors, different actions, one single person writing.

“Holy shit,” Georgia covered her mouth with her free hand, not being able to stop looking, reading, imagining, not wanting to.

I; I did, I made, I let, I squeezed, I gripped, I grabbed, I slapped, I hit, I punched, I sank, I cut, I shot, I killed.

She was there, sitting on the edge of a bed, in the middle of the night, learning that her dad’s bodyguard, the same man that every night fucked her into oblivion and then kissed her as tenderly as he could while he held her in his arms making her feel safe and cared for with his warmth and his lips and his words, lulling her until she fell asleep… used to be a hitman.

Dave used to kill people for a living.

And Georgia smiled.

She just couldn’t help it, the smile grew into her face the further she read, every page being more gruesome than the previous one, and her mind was reeling, reproducing the images of Dave, her Dave, using the same force he used to make her cockdumb to end someone’s life. The same passion, the same strength.

Georgia bit her lip at the feeling of arousal flooding her lower belly.

Was she crazy? Getting horny at the thought of him, her man, ending lives?

There must been something really fucking sick inside her to be getting that wet at the mere thought of Dave York choking someone so hard that they stop breathing.

Georgia thought of him using his hands to do the same to her while thrusting into her. Fuck, the thought of him focused and concentrated enough to murder her with his cock.

She couldn’t help it.

She stood up from the bed, leaving the journal facedown on the bedding and quickly sliding her shorts and panties off and finding herself laying on Dave’s side of the bed. His pillow smelled just like him, musky, sweet, clean and dirty at the same time. She sighed when the scent, his scent invaded her nostrils and then she picked up the journal again.

“What the fuck are you doing?” she asked herself softly when she held the journal with one hand and let the other slide around her body; over her covered breasts, her sternum, to her belly and her abdomen. Her hand found its way to her naked lower half, and she picked up her reading.

It was so bad; it was just so bad.

But if it was bad, then why the fuck did it feel that good.

There was no reasoning with herself, she was feeling restless and elated about the entire ordeal, Georgia knew, she always knew Dave wasn’t as clean as he kept his room, she had felt it; it was in the way he spoke, in the way he looked at her; it was in how he kept himself for speaking too deeply about himself, it was on the stiffness of his body outside her bedroom, she had seen him; she knew there was something dark about him; she knew it and right then, in the middle of the night, right there, in his bed, with her hand unfolding her core open, she just confirmed it.

Georgia gathered some or her arousal on her fingers and brought it to her swollen clit, starting to draw slow circles with two fingers.

“Oh, shit,” she gasped at the way she was already on edge, her eyes never leaving the yellowy pages of the journal as her mind recreated the actions Dave had written down and her fingers zeroed faster on her hardened bundle of nerves.

Absentmindedly, Georgia pushed her fingers inside herself and kept circling her clit with her thumb, letting out a choked moan as carefully her hand turned the page to begin reading yet another narration... Anecdote? Recollection?

How much had he done before starting to write that journal? The thought only made her wetter.

What the fuck was going on inside her mind?

There was that little, tiny, nagging feeling that everything she was doing was completely wrong, but her excitement and her lascivious thoughts were invading her entire being, so those little whispers of sanity were sent deeper into her brain as her fingers kept pumping into her cunt; Georgia imagined they were Dave’s fingers even though his were thicker and longer; she imagined he was the one curling and touching and grazing and bringing her to climax.

She kept circling and driving in and out; she turned to another page to keep on reading.

That delicious, known, gut clenching feeling of closeness to her climax appeared in her belly and she was so close, so close, so close.

Georgia kept circling and driving in and out, almost there, almost able to reach it.

“Peach?” she heard, Georgia gasped, at both the surprise and the fact that her orgasm had faded and hid into the deep confines of her abdomen, and threw the journal on the bed.

Dave was standing at the door frame, looking at her with a smirk adorning his face.

Georgia grew aware of her panting when he pushed the door closed and she heard the click of the lock.

“What are you doing, baby?” Dave whispered, not moving as he was taking in the entire scene; Georgia, panting in his bed, on his side, almost naked, open legged, her hand still inside her pussy, arousal leaking out of her and making a small, dark, damp stain on the sheets, looking like a fucking sight.

Her brown, dark hair was wild and spreaded all over his pillow; her usually pale cheeks were blushed; her mouth half opened and her lips were dry, swollen and reddened because of how much she had bitten them; her hazel eyes were half-lidded, darkened with lust, and wide at the same time as she looked back at him.

“Dave,” Georgia sighed out, he was devouring her whole with his eyes, her skin felt like burning under his gaze.

Then his smirk faded as he saw what she was touching herself to.

“What are you doing with that?” he questioned, his voice was still low and as sweet as he could manage, just as he always addressed her, but his face was stern, hardened, unreadable.

Georgia bit her lip and pulled out her hand from her pussy.

“Uh–I’m sorry,” she muttered under her breath, not being able to look him in the eyes.

She knew Dave was a very, very patient man, but after all the time she had spent with him she knew there were many things he couldn’t tolerate, and his privacy being breached was one of them.

That’s why he had only told her carefully picked out things about himself and she never asked for more.

Dave walked slowly to the bed, he stood next to her and eyed out her body again.

“Did you read it?” he left his knuckles graze the warm skin of her flushed thighs, Georgia looked at him and at his deep, unyielding brown eyes and nodded slowly, “my little girl,” he said under his breath, his eyes narrowing while he looked at her blushed face and his hand gripped hard her thigh, almost entirely, “were you touching yourself to it, little peach?”

He already knew the answer, but she knew he wanted her to admit it.

Georgia nodded again as he moved his hand towards her mound.

“You fucking dirty little girl,” Dave let out an amused chuckle. She frowned at him.

He said nothing else, his other hand lifted her legs as he sat on the bed and put her legs on his lap, the hand grazing dangerously close to her pussy never leaving her skin.

“I’m sorry, baby,” Georgia muttered to him again, he lifted a finger, gesturing her to shut up and she aimed to sit on the bed.

Before she could do it he raised the hand that rested on her inner thigh and let it fall on her flesh. Georgia bit her lip to avoid letting out a gasp because of the stinging sensation that invaded her leg.

Dave looked at her and sighed, shook his head twice, slowly and did it again, swatting at her inner thigh, she cried out softly and he shushed her.

“We don’t want your father to find us like this, little peach,” he warned her, making her nod a few times.

He lifted her legs again and stood from the bed.

“Strip,” he ordered and she smiled at him, sitting on the bed to take off her shirt while he did the same, she aimed to help him with the belt and his dress pants but he stopped her with his finger again “lay down, open your legs,” Georgia did as he told eagerly, panting already, somehow knowing he would lay the frustration that her reading his journal made him feel on her. And she loved the idea.

Dave eyed the journal and then looked at her as she finished settling on his bed; he found himself not really caring about her reading something he had written as a therapeutic resource; and the fact that she was touching herself as she read it proved to him that she didn’t care about his past either. For one side he was relieved, but for the other side, Georgia feeling compelled to take something that’s his, when he wasn’t ready to share it with her, made him feel displeased.

He looked at her glistening, already waiting pussy, leaking slickly for him and smirked; he had to tell her at some point anyway, not wanting to keep anything from her as she didn’t keep anything from him, so she had just made the process easier. Dave finished taking off his clothes and Georgia licked her lips at the sight of his hard and expecting cock, she supported herself on her elbow and raised her hand to him.

“I wanna suck you off, Dave,” she told him, he scoffed.

“Not tonight,” Dave leaned down softly and pushed her down to the bed, he kneeled on the bed, stroking his hard cock a few times and then moved to kneel between her open legs, looking at her soaked pussy, he smirked and looked at her “really?” Georgia shrugged and he reached down her folds to slid two fingers up and down, collecting some of her fluids, she moaned when he shoved them in his mouth and licked them clean “sweet as the first time, peach” he mumbled, leaning down to hover over her, resting on one arm as she wrapped her legs around his waist and braced herself on his arms.

Dave teased her entrance with the head of his cock a few times until she let out a soft whine.

“Fuck me already,” Georgia pleaded, making Dave’s smirk soften, “please, please,” she begged, reaching up to kiss him on the corner of his mouth, she licked his lips and as he followed her face to kiss her he thrusted into her without warning, “fuck!” she cried out in his mouth.

Dave didn’t wait for her walls to get used to his thickness and set up a merciless pace in and out of her.

“Oh m–my god,” Georgia moaned, his hand was gripping her waist so hard she was sure she would have a purple mark the size of his hand in the morning, she dug her nails into the skin of his shoulders, making him hiss and bite her lower lip before kissing her again, his tongue invaded her mouth while he was pounding into her as if there were no tomorrow.

“Does it tu–turn you on, peach?” Dave muttered on the skin of her cheek, biting it softly after, Georgia nodded, “knowing my hands had killed?” his hand tightened the grip on her warm flesh, burning it with his touch, marking her skin, she nodded again frantically as she threw her head on the pillow, giving him free access to her neck.

“Fu–fuck, it does, it does,” Georgia muttered as Dave licked at the skin of her neck, “I don’t know wh–why but it does.”

As she said it Dave growled and grabbed the other side of her waist, throwing himself to the side and bringing her with him, she let out a soft squeal at the sudden change of positions. With Georgia on top, Dave set his feet on the bed and kept on thrusting into her, his cock was unrelentingly grazing against her cervix and she hid her face in the crook of his neck as his hands slid over her back, his nails scratching the glistening skin and set themselves on her shoulders for leverage.

“Naughty, dir–ty little girl,” he mumbled, Georgia moaned, his arms pressed htier ts on his stern, sweaty chest, and he raised his head to lick at her earlobe “didn’t your daddy teach you any morals?” she chuckled raggedly at his tease, and her chuckle became a whimper when he bit the skin at the union between her ear, her jaw and her neck.

“Fuck no,” she mumbled, gasping when he angled his hips to keep thrusting deep into her, driving her closer and closer to the stolen climax from before “bet he’s worse,” she felt him smile on her skin and he slid his hands down to her ass, moving her to meet his thrusts “oh sh–shit, Dave,” Georgia gasped again, her breath agitated, her tongue licking the skin of her man she had within reach “I’m so close, so close,” she squeezed her eyes shut as he grabbed fistfuls of her tender flesh and his teeth sunk into the already sensitive skin of her neck “harder–harder–please,” she mumbled out, making Dave groan at the sound of her deep, soft voice asking for everything he had in him “baby, harder.”

“Look at you,” Dave mumbled, distancing his mouth from her skin, licking her lips as her face hovered above his, “my perfect woman, so eager,” he moaned softly on her mouth and nipped at her lower lip, stealing a small whimper from her throat “so fucking tight,” he moved her hips in circles and she opened her eyes, moving her arms to cup his head on her hands “so fucking good for me,” Georgia smiled blissefully at him and kissed him with eyes open as she saw his close at the feathery contact of her mouth on his “perfect for me, so fucking perfect.” he praised in the kiss and she felt his fingers dig on the flesh of her ass.

“More, please, Dave,” Georgia whined out on his mouth and he smirked at her, opening his eyes and obeying her pleas, he started pulling out almost entirely and thrusting into her relentlessly, she pressed her forehead against his, feeling the warm sheet of sweat that had found its home on his skin, biting her lips to muffle her moans.

Dave grunted and growled as he build up his own orgasm, using all his strength to drive his cock into her cunt as she had begged, she moved her head to the crook of his neck again after one particular thrust grazed deliciously into the sweet spot inside her and as he kept moving her around him she felt her insides burning, so close, so close, so close.

Georgia wanted to scream; she wanted to scream his name back to him; she wanted to turn her throat raw with the sound of his name as he claimed her body as his.

Instead, as her body exploded from the middle to the edges, she bit his shoulder to muffle those screams.

Dave growled gutturally as the muscles of her cunt clenched around him, his thrusts became sloppier and messier, he bit her back on the skin of her neck as he spilled himself inside her and filled her with his warm, thick cum.

“You’re so fucking perfect,” Dave whispered to her neck, licking and soothing the biting mark he had left “I fucking love you.”

Georgia smiled as she rocked her hips slowly to ride down her orgasm and kissed his jaw.

“I love you too.” she gasped back against his sweaty covered skin, wondering if she was ever gonna get tired of him, wishing she never did.

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okay pea, you got me 😔 i saw your event and kept meaning to enter it but i have remembered now and i am HERE for it 😤

(also wow i am just in awe of your writing skills and the ability you have to do this stuff consistently, i could NEVER you are so impressive 😩)

anywho, as i am requesting it looks like a drabble slot is open so that is what i would like 🤲 and the character i would like is Oikawa

plot is as follows (bit of personal rant incoming -sorry- it shouldn't be anything overly triggering, but worry about the future incoming)

i just graduated high school a little over a month ago (🥳) and while i am so excited to get out into the world i am also TERRIFIED and i have super high expectations for myself, none of which are being met and it's definitely hurting my self-esteem and self-worth. i look up to people like oikawa bc even though they struggle to get to where they want to be in life, they still seem to have direction, y'know? i have vauge ideas of what i want to do, but even those i can't reach immediately due to personal circumstances (mainly my mental health) and it's really starting to bother me.

so if i could have a scenario where oikawa and reader are just talking and he's able to reassure her that it's okay to take her time to figure out things and that she doesn't have to be out there being productive and at the top of her game 100% of the time for people to love and care about her?

(i also don't care if it's written romantic or platonic, but i am the world's biggest sucker for slow-burn friends-to-lovers so platonic with romantic undertones (if that makes sense) is just 😩👌👌👌)

hope this wasn't too long xoxo

take care of yourself pea, and i hope we can start chatting again like we used to :) 💞💞💞

ahhhh i was sooo thrilled to receive an entry from you! i am more than glad to be able to write for you :) i hope this makes you feel better and sorry for the delay! i made sure to finish all matchups first before doing the others. i will send you asks again so we can start chatting! i miss ya, hope you're doing well :)

ps: barely edited. i wrote this past midnight lmao goodnight

Perched right below an old century tree and on top of the hill overlooking the humble prefecture, the stretch of land with ant-like residents going by their day makes you feel insignificant. You are but a small percentage of the population. Your actions and decisions in life barely make any difference, you know that for sure, and yet you are worried of being aimless and useless.

"I got you both vanilla and chocolate 'cause I don't know what mood you are in right now. I remember you telling me before that the flavor you prefer varies in your mood," Oikawa notices his words quickly passing through your ears. A light scowl is on your forehead as you stare at the field below the hill. He asks, sitting next to you. "You okay?"

The slight bump of his arm against your skin snaps you back to reality. Right, it's summer after high school graduation. Oikawa and you had a silly deal of meeting each other every Wednesday at the start of summer. Why wednesday, you ask? The pretty boy argued that wednesday is the dullest day of the week and the only way to keep his energy up throughout the week is to meet you. It would have sounded romantic if only you're not best friends with him.

"I am thinking of strawberry or caramel." You give him a monotonous reply just to tease him but it turns out he failed to catch on your stunt as he instantly hurries to get on his feet.

"Oh, okay. I'll get that for you."

"No, Tooru." You stop him from getting up, a soft smile finally makes its way to your lips. "I was kidding. Vanilla or chocolate sounds good."

"You sure?" He cocks an eyebrow and you nod in reply. As he sits back comfortably on the dry grass, handing you the ice cream, without missing a beat, he questions. "Why the long face? Is there something wrong?"

"You're perceptive, aren't you?" That's one of the many things why Oikawa has you wrapped around his fingers. Many may know him as a great volleyball player but only a few gets to witness this side of him. He isn't selfish like how some would assume him to be, in fact he's the most selfless person you have met. He puts his concerns aside when he senses that the people closest to him are in a trouble state.

"We've known each other for years. It's easy to read you. I can do it with my eyes closed." He prides hence making you chuckle.

"Really? Do it." And Oikawa does it. He shuts his lids and turn his body to face you. His free hand lands on your shoulder then on top of your head. He mutters, "You are thinking of something... something very important. Am I right? I should be." His lids unravels and your eyes met with his'. A gentle smile pulls the corners of his mouth before he ruffles your hair. "Say it or forever hold your peace." He says, eyes darting to your ice cream cone. "And your ice cream is melting."

Your hand straightens your unruly hair before unwrapping the paper around the ice cream cone. In a hushed voice you asked. "How are you always so sure of what you want despite facing downfalls?"

"Downfalls? Like what?" His eyes wandering on the land below the hill.

"Like losing to Karasuno in the tournament. You have always wanted to win the nationals but you graduated without reaching your goal."

"Ouch." He dramatically cuts you off by clutching on to his chest.

"But you are back on your feet, unwavered by your defeat. How do you do that? How do you know which step to take after a loss?"

"Do you know what I do?" Oikawa side-eyes you, licking the remains of ice cream on his bottom lip. "Come, face me."

You oblige. You turn your body to face him and his tender eyes land on you. In your plain of sight you can't help but notice how beautiful he is. The soft rays of sunlight touching the ridges of his face and the gentle blow of the wind carrying the strands of his hair into a graceful piroutte compliments the breathtaking view on the hilltop. How wonderful it is to love a person as entrancing as him.

His fingertips lightly grazes on the skin on the side of your face as his hand tucks your hair behind your ear. He touches you like a vulnerable piece of art and he looks at you like a memento from the past. His mouth stretches into a reassuring smile, eyes never leaving you before bringing his hand to your forehead. And unexpectedly he flicks your forehead without mercy resulting you to tip your head back.

"Aw!" You rub the spot where his finger landed.

"I stop that. I stop my brain from overthinking the past; it is something I can't undo so why dwell on it? There are countless circumstances where in things don't go as planned, you know that, and in those moments I feel lost. I don't always know what to do next, who does anyway? But I am certain of one thing, volleyball. I know I want to continue playing but what comes out of it is still a mystery to me. We can't plan everything and expect everything to come true. You will only get disappointed if you think that way. Likewise, if you expect yourself to know everything all at once and be productive every single damned day, you will miss living life. Living life doesn't only mean planning and reaching your goals, it also means wednesdays and ice creams. If you look far ahead in the future, you will miss the joy of the present. Like how you're hanging out with a very handsome boy who is the best in volleyball, and how your ice cream tastes good." Without consent, he takes a big bite on your ice cream.

"Hm, that is delicious. I should get that next time." He finishes his rant by licking the softened ice cream on the cone he is holding. Opening up to a person has always been a struggle for you and often times you feel ashamed of letting someone into the corners of your disorderly thoughts; but with him, you're glad you let him break your walls.

As a revenge you take a bite on his ice cream hence taking him by surprise of the proximity between you the two of you. As you pull back to savor the sweetness of the sugar and cream and grinning at him triumphly like a kid. However, you catch a sight of a stock-still Oikawa.

"W-what?" You asks and he looks at you with wide eyes. His cheeks are powdered in light pink.

"I had a crazy thought." He replies.

"What is it?"

"I bit your ice cream and you did the same to me." He blinks once, brows meeting in the center.

"And?"

"That means we indirectly kissed." His statement sent your saliva to your windpipe rendering you to choke. Instantly, you feel the warmth of your body travel to your face and you're completely a mess in front of your friend. He has no idea how long you have been pinning on him and for him to say those words without a warning is cruel to your fragile heart.

You indirectly kissed him.

He didn't need to point it out. But holy shit you kissed him. Indirectly. That's the closest you can get to-

"Are you okay? I should buy a bottle water."

"I'm okay." You hold him down but still keeping your eyes away from him.

"You sure?" He asks and you stick out a thumb in response.

Once you have recovered from coughing your lungs out, you jokingly say, "If that's an indirect kiss then you took my first kiss."

"I don't mind taking your second." His smooth talk has you gripping on your emotional stability again. By instinct, you smack him on his shoulder. It is strong enough to topple the ice cream in his grip. Only the cone is left in his hand.

"My ice cream!" Oikawa screams peering at his food on the grass. "Why did you do that?!"

"You deserve it!" You scream back. Your hand gripping tightly around the cone it could almost break.

"I deserve it?!" He repeats your words, baffled as to why you made such claims.

"Y-you're clueless and I hate you for it!" You stutter between screams. Biting the insides of your cheeks, you pull yourself up to stand.

"You hate me?! Where are you going?!" He looks at you with a confused face.

"To buy a bottled water!" You stomp your way past him and he follows you through his eyes.

"I'll come with you." Before he is up on his feet you turn around to point at him. An expression Oikawa isn't sure of is plastered on your face. You are angry, he can tell that by the scowl on your forehead, but your entire face is crimson red not from anger but from something else.

"No! Stay there! Here, take my ice cream." You shove the cone to his chest and without much choice he takes it.

"I don't know what's going on. Why does this feel like a love quarrel from a famous romcom."

He mocks a line from the said movie, thus, sending more butterflies in your stomach. "Come on, babe, let's fix this."

"S-stop!" You gag.

"Oh, you don't like 'babe' as a term of endearment? How about love? Come here, my love. Sit with me and let's talk it through." He shoots a wink coupled with playful yet mischievous smile.

"You are so dumb! I-I..." You stutter and he fills in.

"You love me?"

"I hate you!" You finally storm out squeezing your cheeks with your palms.

"Our wednesday isn't over yet! Come back when you have cooled down." You hear him chuckle from a distance.

That's the thing being friends with the person you secretly have feelings for. He has no idea of the effect he has on you. The more so you are convinced not to confess. The chance of ruining your friendship with him is far greater than the opposite. There's no way Oikawa has feelings for you. He only sees you as a friend and it has always been that way. For now, you are contented of loving him from a far.

Maybe wednesdays with him is enough.

slow buuuurn omg i miss writing slow burns gsnsbsns not so fun fact, my previous works (the ones written before i made this blog) are all slow burns and it made me miss my old works!!

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[its-deputy-caleb]

If your requests are still open, I would like to request more Micah please? I LOVE ALL YOUR STUFF, BUT RAT MAN IS JUST TOO MUCH FOR MY HEART AND I LOVE YOU FOR IT ❤️❤️❤️

Maybe...... Maybe the girl he is sweet on gets shot and is brought back to camp by her horse (like Arthur after being kidnapped by the O'Driscolls).

He finds her at the camp entrance and catches her before she falls, taking her to her tent and barking at Grimshaw and Hosea to get over and help. He's never told anyone how he feels, but this is it.

'If anything happens to her, I will burn the world to the ground. Just fix her, Hosea. Please.'

Naturally he stays with her until she regains consciousness, and he then tells her everything about his feelings and how much she means to him.

Thank you please?

OMG I LOVE THIS REQUEST AND I WENT WAYY OVERBOARD!! ITS SUPER LONG BUT I REGRET NOTHING.

thank u for asking this off me, i'm in a micah kind of mood and throw some angst in there for a perfect mix of softness. I really hope u enjoy this ilysm <3333

(yes i use this gif for almost all my micah fics i do not care lmao)

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It’s just another normal night for Micah, sharpening his knife on the edge of camp like any other day. And no, it’s not guard duty that would mean he’d admit to doing work other than just recklessly robbing stagecoaches at the first chance he can get his hands on one. No of course its not, Micah is simply looking for a way to keep busy while his only friend in camp is gone for a job.

Gosh, he hates how much of a sap he’s become because of you but even more, he hates how lonely he feels when you’re not around. He loves the way you smile at him in the mornings, offering him a coffee after a rough night, he loves the way you come to him first if you need a partner on a job and he loves the way your head rests on his shoulder after a long day.

Micah loves everything about you and yet he’s terrified of the way you make his heart skip a beat every time you’re near. He used to take such pride in being the biggest jerk around camp and now the thought of disappointing you seems unimaginable. Of course he still generally avoids the rest of the camp but when he sees how upset you look after another punch up with Bill, something inside of him breaks. You’ve stolen his heart already…

A chuckle leaves him, amused at how soft he’s gotten because of you but he couldn’t really hate it. Just the thought of you makes him smile down at his knife gliding over the whetstone, equal amounts anxious and excited to see you return to camp. It only gets bigger when he sees your horse riding into camp.

That smile doesn’t last however when he sees you clutching at your horses mane. The closer you get, the more he realises you’re covered in blood and bruises, barely clinging on and a wave of panic washes over him.

Frantically, the knife is dropped to the ground below him as he rushes forward to get you. Your last bit of energy is used to hoist yourself into a sitting position.

“Micah…”

Your words are so fragile and weak, barely above a whisper before your eyes are closing and you’re falling from your horse.

The part of Micah’s brain that isn’t worried sick about the sight in front of him is able to act fast enough to catch your fall. His arms come to hook under your knee and carry you bridal style with your head tucked under his chin. He’s holding you tightly against him, probably too tight for someone with that many injuries but he’s afraid that if he lets go he might just lose you.

“Just hold on darlin’ gonna get you all fixed up— just hold on for me.”

Micah knows you can’t hear him but the silence is killing him as he carries you into the centre of the camp. When he yells at the top of his lungs for Grimshaw to wake up he can’t help but wince at yelling too close to you. However, the colour only drains from his face when he sees you haven’t moved an inch in his arms.

“Give her to me Mr. Bell, she needs urgent medical attention. Mr. Morgan will you help me carry her.”

Micah literally growls at Arthur who tries to approach you, there’s no way in hell is he letting you out of his arms— especially not to someone like Arthur who he despises so deeply.

“Piss off Morgan, you ain’t gonna lay a hand on her.”

Arthur goes to protest, opening his mouth to argue his case that he was not only your close friend but he could help save your life. He’s only stopped when Hosea comes to place a hand on his shoulder and signals with a small head nod that Arthur should indeed let Micah be the one to carry you.

It seems Hosea, as wise as ever knew that the bickering and arguing could wait.

“Common now, let’s get her to her tent.”

Micah reluctantly places you down onto the cot of your bed, taking a knee beside you to brush some of the hair from your face which has been stuck down to the side of your head by dried blood.

“Mr. Bell I know you’re very worried about her but I’m afraid you’re going to have to wait outside of the tent.”

Ms Grimshaw does her best to usher Micah out of the room but of course in his panicked state he wouldn’t give up so easily.

“Mr. Bell if you don’t get out of the way I may not be able to save her…”

With a defeated sigh and a heavy heart Micah finally leaves your side, knowing deep down that he needed to just let the others take care of you. He leans down and places a kiss to your forehead, narrowly missing the gash you have there before making his way out of the tent. Just before he goes however, he glances back to see Ms Grimshaw cleaning and wrapping your wounds and something in his mind tells him you’re not going to make it.

-

Somehow when he exits the tent, the cold night air washes a wave of anger over him. The initial terror of losing you has been masked by the absolute rage he feels towards the people who’ve hurt you. His teeth grind together as he angrily paces back and forth around the entrance to your tent.

Eventually Hosea arrives holding an array of tonics, herbs, medicines and bandages that would assist Ms Grimshaw. The only problem was Micah who in his heightened state of panic and rage, can’t see he’s just trying to help.

“I assure you Mister Bell I am only doing what is in the best interest of saving her life, now please step aside so I may do just that.”

‘I swear if anything happens to her, I will burn the world to the ground with you and everyone else in it.”

“Micah your anger will only worsen her condition when she wakes— don’t put her through more pain and stress than she’s already going to be in. Please, for your sake and hers, take a walk before you see her.”

At Hosea’s calming and slow words Micah’s anger seems to leave him, only for the panic to return. He’d take offence to Hosea trying to boss him around on any normal day but the thought that he could make your situation worse has his stomach twisting uncomfortably.

“Just fix her, Hosea. Please…”

-

For once, Micah actually takes Hosea’s advice without arguing. It seems someone has clearly had a word with the rest of the gang because they leave him to pace the outskirts of camp in silence, making sure to leave lots of space between themselves and him. The whole time he’s pacing frantically, his eyes remain glued to the entrance of your tent.

The whole time his mind is racing with the terrifying thought of losing you. The bottle of whiskey probably didn’t help him but it wasn’t enough to get him drunk. No, right now he needed to be alert, wouldn’t allow anything to happen to you but he needed something to dull his nerves. It also helped to fiddle with the label.

It took a few hours but eventually Ms Grimshaw and Hosea leave the tent and Micah is there before Susan can even dust her skirt down.

“Try not to pester her too much Mr.Bell, she needs lots of rest and water if she wakes and do not for the love of God bombard or overwhelm her. Its the last thing she needs.”

With an eye-roll, Micah pushes past the two of them so he can kneel beside your cot again. He’s only mildly comforted by the fact the blood has been wiped from your face or that your breathing has definitely evened out into a much steadier pace.

He takes his hat from his head and places it on the bedside table next to the glass of water waiting for you and gently takes your bruised hand in his. Your hand is slowly lifted to his face where he places a soft kiss to the bandages wrapped around your palms.

“Got me real scared there sweetheart— thinking for a moment there, ya might not wake up.”

Micah’s voice is filled with fake confidence, trying to convince himself more than anything that you’re awake and talkative. Like he didn’t just watch you collapse at the camp entrance and nearly bleed out.

The sickly feeling in his stomach has only grown to make him feel nauseous as his voice dies in his throat.

“Please darlin’, ya gotta wake up for me soon. Don’t care how long it takes… just wake up.”

-

It’s two painfully long days before your eyes crack open slowly and not once did Micah leave your side. The only exception was to refill your water even though you never drank it and to bring you a bowl of stew that sat for hours until it went cold and Micah brought you another one.

He hadn’t meant to fall asleep but the adrenaline that kept him going was gradually turning into exhaustion meant his head came to rest the cot beside your hand. That, and the silent tears he’ll deny he shed over you during the late hours of the night. It probably didn’t help either that he was sleeping half on the crate he’d sat on and half on your cot.

It wasn’t until a soft hand was gently rubbing on top of his hair did he finally lift his head to see you smiling at him.

“Hey there sleepy. Didn’t— didn’t mean to wake you.”

Micah can only shake his head, of course you’re the one to worry about him even as you’re coughing from the dryness of your throat and grimacing at the pain of your injuries. Micah had learnt over the past few days that you most likely had a broken rib and two bullet wounds; one in your thigh and the other grazed your side. That didn’t include the various other cuts and bruises as well as your gash in your hairline.

The robbery must have really gone bad.

“Ain’t nothing to feel bad for darlin’, just happy to see you’re alive.”

As Micah’s talking he helps you into a sitting position, doing his best to avoid any of your wounds before bringing the glass of water to your lips. Micah moves to sit on the edge of the cot, letting you lean into his shoulder as you slowly sip at the water. It stays like that, a comfortable silence as you regain your strength and Micah takes some security in seeing you conscious again.

“What exactly happened to ya any how?”

The water has eased the pain in your throat, allowing you to take a deep breath through your mouth.

“O'Driscoll’s found me, tried to clip the earnings after I finished off the homestead. ’N by the looks of me, they did an alright job of it too.”

Suddenly, all that rage from before is coming back and he wants nothing more than to find those O'Driscoll boys who dared lay a hand on you before gunning down every single on of them.

He probably would have if it weren’t for the fact your head was still resting on his shoulder, your breath tickling at the ends of his hair that rested against his neck. But he’d never leave your side and so he gently tilts you to lie back down again.

“You know once you’re healed I’m gonna kill every single one of them O'Driscolls. Even Colm if I have too— God do you know how worried I was, thinking you’s were gonna die on me for three days? Darlin’ you’d don’t know what I’d do without you, I- I can’t be alone like that again, I can’t lose you now that I—“

Your hand comes to weakly hold Micah’s own, you have no strength to squeeze it in reassurance and you’d risk popping the stitches if you did but you slowly rub your thumb back and forth.

“I know Micah… I know.”

You knew what Micah was trying to say, you could see it in his eyes. You’ve seen it everyday for the past six months. The way his eyes beam when you smile or bring him coffee, how his whole body perks up if you ask him to accompany you on a job and the way he blushes under his hat when you fall asleep against his shoulder. He loves you, he just has no idea how to say it.

“— I ain’t ever been so scared to lose someone before.”

“Micah come here.”

Your soft but gentle command seems to snap Micah out of his own mind and he leans down close to you and your noses brush together.

In your weakened state you can only manage to tilt your head to the side and kiss his cheekbone. It barely qualifies as a kiss but in this case neither of you mind and it leaves both of you smiling against each other.

“I love you too.”

-

Micah spends the rest of the week nursing you back to health— changing your bandages, bringing you stew and helping you eat it, making sure you’re never short of water and peppering all your bruises in kisses.

He doesn’t leave your side even after you’ve left the tent and helps you walk and get back on your feet. It’s clear you’re a couple by the way your hand is in his pretty much the entire time while you recover and by his hand that sits around your waist in case you fall. Of course, that’s really his excuse to cuddle up to you but it’s Micah Bell you’re with, he’d never openly admit to anyone other than you that you’ve well and truly stolen his heart.

[serenheist]

What Jennie is like in a relationship/ Relationship with G-Dragon Tarot reading

I know the anon asked for just a love life reading on Jennie but I’m extra and did everything lmao

What is the true nature of Jennie’s relationship with gdragon? Gloominous doom reversed 56, ace of swords, the hanged man reversed, lady of masks, triumph of lies, the glanconer 62 reversed

Oh god lmao. I don’t know why but I get the feeling this “relationship” is just for GD to be back on good terms with the korean general public. He got flack for smoking weed before, seungri shit, abandoning his dog, dating kiko etc etc. I really feel like him dating Jennie is just so the public has a better opinion of him when he decides to have a comeback lmao. Anyway the true nature of this relationship is literally someone full of extreme self pity had an idea to do this because it will make them look better and vice versa. But now there’s a feeling of being trapped. I really think this is an orchestrated relationship that was rushed and not based on actual love but for a specific purpose. But I do think it’s legit in the sense that it’s not that they’re not dating at all. But since Yg didn’t deny anything we can tell it’s “real”. Yg always denies if it’s definitely not a real relationship and always stays vague when it’s real. It’s made to look real for the public to get them talking but the core itself isn’t real. Basically pr shit. idc even if they got married none of this is real lmao.

I pulled 2 more cards from 2 different decks for extra clarification and I got the lady of masks and triumph of lies. You can’t make this up lol. “She reshapes the physical appearance of the souls who seek her out but this change is pure vanity, changing nothing of who they are at the core” it basically reflects who you want to be. This relationship is to make both parties look better lol. I feel that this is also a double meaning geared towards Jennie only because later cards in this reading continuously mention her wearing a mask. Triumph of lies is about keeping up appearances. This relationship is about living up to the expectations that society wants from you. I feel like it’s not just what people in the company want but also could be friends and family who put pressure on making this relationship happen for both. I can really see that since GD has a past of dating mostly models and the public has always been negative about everyone he’s dated except Jennie since she has a better reputation and for her this relationship can boost her status even more dating the king of kpop and being a power couple. I pulled a last card just to ask why you would need to fake a whole relationship even though we already know at this point and it’s redundant but I wanted to see how many times I can get cards saying the same shit. The glanconer 62 reversed: basically AGAIN someone is pretending to be other than they really are. I think both of them even believe in their own lie at this point and idk there’s a level of thinking you’re better than others so it’s okay to fool them anyway. Whatever makes you look good.

Who is Jennie in this/ her shadow aspect: obsession 3, gd: today for tomorrow 32

Since the beginning cards were pretty negative I wanted to dive deeper into Jennie and GD’s shadow aspects. And just use these cards to differentiate between them. GD is today for tomorrow and for Jennie I got obsession. The biggest shadow aspect to Jennie is that she feels as if she needs something whether that be a person, an idea, an object etc to give meaning to her life. She can also become really fixated on things to the point where that is the entire focal point of her life. It numbs her attention to other things.

How does Jennie feel about gd and how does he feel about her? Solus 13, the high priestess, the hierophant, gd: the guardian at the gate 3, queen of wands reversed, the fool

Jennie: Jennie feels that GD is someone who when you don’t know who to turn to or what to do, he is the person who can help you out. He encourages you stand on your own feet and utilize your own wisdom. But he also recognizes that you can’t do everything on your own so he helps you make the right connections with the right people and basically like a mentor position. I feel like they both almost see this connection as something “divine” at least in the beginning they could’ve convinced themselves this was this big divine intervention. But the reality started to set in and Jennie saw a different side of someone who has lost touch and went from being someone to look up to to becoming more “corrupted”. He no longer practices what he preaches, there’s lies mixed in with truth and the lines between right and wrong became more blurred. He does what he can to stay in power.

GD: He feels that Jennie is a new opportunity for a huge change. She’ll help provide an opportunity for him to make a big shift in his life. But at the same time he feels like she’s guarding herself and not being authentic with him. “Wearing masks that do not fit you”. I think he’s seen her change moods often from not figuring out how to release her passion and creativity in a healthy way and become more jealous and wanting to tear down others when she’s feeling down. Cause the queen of wands would be stepping in your power not hiding behind anything and appearing exactly how you are. Reversed it can bring out bring dramatic and feeling out of control of your own life and lack of enthusiasm. I think he’s seen her lose her passion for even being in the industry itself. I think that’s he’s wanting to take a leap of faith into something new I don’t know if he would want to stay in this “relationship” but I’m seeing it more of him going off on his own and stop worrying about the fear of the unknown. Honestly both seem like a hot mess for each other there’s a lot of work they gotta do on themselves separately because this whole connection is weird and toxic.

How long does it take her to get into a relationship? Does she prefer long or short term relationships? Princess of pentacles, 3 of swords, queen of swords 5 of wands reversed, 2 of wands, temperance reversed

She’s always been observant and was careful before in the beginning of relationships but no amount of carefulness can’t prevent heartbreak. It kind of hardened her and she learned how to play the game so to speak. The fact that the queen of swords is holding a severed head tells you all you need to know what happens if you break her heart. She seems burnout with relationships but at the same time can’t stop herself from not being in one because then you’ll be alone with your demons. I think she does prefer long term relationships but Jennie seems to go from one extreme to another. She plans for the long term but she also can’t control her emotions because they’re so intense. She’ll sabotage it and rush into a relationship with someone because she’s already planning this whole future and the other person is like “uhhh we just met..?” I think she builds up a fantasy in her head and gets carried away at times. And that’s where a lot of conflict and arguments arise and the cycle continues.

Past and present relationships. past: firgun 10 magick of you oracle, 2 of pentacles, Present: Euphoria 9, 5 of cups

I hate this word but I feel like in her past relationships she felt like the person she was with was her “twin flame”. This person was her mirror basically, every little thing she was and did was mirrored back to her. It was about learning how to heal the anger and hurt and learn to be happy for others success. But the relationship itself was a constant act of balancing career and love and all the ups and downs. It seems like even in her present love life she is still lingering over past relationships and now hides her actual feelings. There’s a lot of mask imagery in this whole reading. And not seeing everything you already have but being consumed with the thoughts of what went wrong or why it isn’t this way. And no longer sharing your true self fully. Instead there’s an element of not her not taking care of herself physically. Sharing herself intimately with people who treat her like garbage, poor eating, dragging yourself through workouts, excess of toxic substances; these are examples.

What is she like in a relationship? Eternal servitor, 10 of pentacles reversed, the lady of the harvest 18 reversed, the singer of intuition 7

This imagery of a person with no face and a whole in its chest really stands out to me again. It seems that when Jennie is in a relationship she still hides her true self and is constantly on a never ending search to fill something in herself that she feels is lacking. I think she uses money, clothing, love itself as a way to distract herself from this emptiness she feels inside and each time she wants more and more. Like she has to upgrade to the next biggest thing and it traps her in an infinite loop of never being satisfied. Idk but I guess it’s her wanting the world to see her importance; if she has these things then she is now worthy and it gives her a feeling of purpose. It’s not just the pressure of herself needing the best “thing” but a loooot of pressure from family and others to find a “suitable” partner. They need to come from the right background, make this amount of money, etc so her family can show off how wonderful this partner is and how amazing Jennie is doing. Even the next card “the lady of the harvest” reversed speaks of this again. It’s crazy how almost all of the cards are just saying the same thing. It’s about staying in denial and refusing to accept a loss and cling onto pain instead. Jennie is the type of person who thinks “if I can’t have it, no one will”. When she sees something she wants and can’t get it she will go into destruction mode because she feels that it’s the only solution. She’s not a forgive and forget person. A line in this guidebook really stands out to me “if you love something, let it go. If it doesn’t come back, hunt it down and kill it.” Pretty much sums up her mentality. Even if she enters a new relationship her mind is consumed by the past and the present relationship is only to save face and show off the image she tries to create to please literally everyone except herself. I think she’s very perceptive and can know someone who she’s with inside and out. She’s also very aware of the image she needs to uphold. There’s pretty much nothing you can hide from her because her intuition is so strong.

What is her "type"? the piper 24, 8 of wands reversed, Ta’Om the poet 29, Arthur

Let’s get the obvious out of the way: she likes musicians. Also the fact that this is legit the only faerie in this 66 card deck playing an instrument so what are the odds. She appreciates someone who pays attention to the subtle expressions of feelings and ideas and can see into her soul basically. It’s communication without words and that makes music that can heal your sorrows and pains. Someone that listens to not just surface level words but to the deeper meaning that can only be heard with your heart. Seductive, someone who looks serious but is actually mischievous and fun.

He encourages you to unfold your wings and fly, do the things you’re afraid to do, stop being silent and speak up, have a youthful spirit and do the thing you’ve been putting off for so long. He has a lust for life, adventure, an excellent storyteller and writing skills and a huge imagination. He has the power to inspire action with just his words. He sees things as they really are and sees beauty in all things even in the darkness and difficulty of life. He doesn’t take life so seriously though he knows how to laugh at himself and knows how silly it is to be sad over hardships in life. He doesn’t care for society’s expectations he’s a free spirit. But at the same time he slows down and knows how to enjoy the journey and not rush by the seat of his pants. He’s someone that’ll stand the test of time and be by her side through thick and thin.

What is her love language? Myk the myomancer 42, the oak men 47, 10 of wands

Idk if this really fits into any of the “official”love languages but her love language is someone seeing the small details, seeing meaning in the little things. So maybe little gifts even that don’t have to be huge but just shows that you’ve paid attention to what she likes as long as it has meaning and is well thought out. When you can’t see the finish line and it looks like it’s impossible to keep going that person is there to have your back. Also someone that sees her for who she truly is in her heart and can look past the superficial hard exterior cause I’m pretty sure it’s just a defense mechanism mixed with the environment she grew up and past relationships and she’s not actually the Antichrist contrary to how negative this reading may seem.

Probably typos but whateves

[thegamingcatmom]

OK, I know that Tanya and Carmen most definitely won't allow it....BUT

Sometimes, a girl's gonna crave a good burger and fries or like ice cream.

And I can't help but think MC asks one time idk on a car ride if they can stop at McDonald's or something, and they go no, immediate shut down.

Carmen and Tanya give her the look when MC tries to reason with them

And MC just gives up after getting the look.

BUT who's the most likely to allow it cause they dont care as much? 👀

Kate

So I'm imagining MC after knowing what Carmen and Tanya would say when a craving for junk food hits just looks over to Kate and later finds her to ask if she can take her to McDonald's or to get some junk food to hide or snack on.

Kate? On board

Easy way to score points with MC

Cheshire cat grin of evil cause MC came to her for this

Or reverse it

When MC is eventually comfortable enough around the Denali's and has accepted her fate(kinda?idk)

She bargains

Kate:hey wanna go somewhere, but I get to carry you around

MC:is it home? (like MC's home before she got taken)And what's in it for me?

Kate:no? And what do you want besides going home?

MC:.....can we get ice cream on the way? Or maybe just stop by McDonald's? I just crave fast food

Kate:the widest grin as she speeds up to MC picks her up bridal style and rushes off

(Wait I forgot MC don't know bout vampires....eh small details) :p

So yeah, the thought of Kate just secretly buying like gummy worms, candy, other junk foods as treats

For MC, if she craves something to score points, get on the good side of MC getting closer to her, pissing off Tanya

-📚

Okay, I just HAD to answer this as soon as I got home from- *drum roll*

MC DONALD'S. 🍔🍟

(No kidding. 😅)

And, seeing how I've read your ask this morning (before going out), I couldn't not imagine MC and her forced-found family in that very scenario. I was sitting there, eating my burger, like-

LMAO.

Anyhow-

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First of all: Tanya might be persuaded. With the correct...incentive. 😏

Second of all: Seeing how that´s never (for the time being) gonna happen in MC´s books, guess our girl will have to bribe someone else.

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Carmen?

I mean-

Listen-

That woman would do just about anything for her daughter-in-law charge. Unless that anything is dangerous, or reckless, or foolish, or suicidal, or-

In other words: Anything to do with fast food. 💀

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Eleazar?

Well-

Listen-

He´s...alright...ish(?) to be around. When he´s not being creepy, that is. (He´s just a bit of a nerd, leave ma boy alone, MC.) But he´s also very devoted to his wife, which is a great thing in itself, no doubt about it. However-

He´ll ask what his wife said.

(MC will lie.)

(Eleazar will see right through it.)

Then he´ll deny MC because Carmen has too. It´s as simple (and painful) as that. 🤷‍♀️

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Irina?

...

Do you think MC has a death wish?

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Well, that leaves only one option, really-

Kate.

The middle sister wants to give in right away.

FINALLY some fun happening in this house. Fun that clearly goes against her sister´s wishes. Could this get any better??

...In fact, it can.

Because Kate also realizes how desperate MC is (despite trying her damnest to hide it.) And thus, she realizes she´s in a position where she can make demands. See what else she can get out of it, yknow?

(Kate´s the biggest lil shit, what did yall expect? Then again, Tanya ain´t that much better. She´s just less...straightforward about it. 😏)

"What kind of demands", you ask? Well-

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(This is clearly after MC has already asked the dreaded question and then some because conversing with Kate Denali is anything but simple...)

MC, already done af with this conversation: "...Well?"

Kate: *eyes MC up for the umpteenth time, the shit-eating grin still firmly in place*

Kate: "Hmm..."

MC: 🙄😑

Kate: 😏

Also Kate: "Say, little spitfire...do you remember our conversation about how you ask for something?"

(Yes, the one in Chapter 3.)

MC, not in the mood for that shit...again: *turns around and begins to walk off cause fuck that, she´s gonna get that burger, with or without the help of that-*

Kate, internally: *panics cause her plan is about to backfire...again*

Kate, pretends to be annoyed: "My god-Wait."

MC: *stops but doesn´t turn back around yet*

Kate, while MC´s back is still turned: 🤯😩💀

Kate, internally: *think, think, think!*

Kate, pretends to be annoyed: "I´ll do it."

MC: *starts to turn around-*

Kate: *from 💀 to 🙄so damn fast cause girl gotta play her cards right while she still has them*

MC, suspicious af cause there ain´t no way it´s that easy: "...Really? Just like that?"

Kate, internally: *starts celebrating cause that´s the cue she´s been waiting for*

Kate: 😒...😏

MC: *already regrets every decision that has led to this very moment*

MC: "What do you want?"

Kate: "Careful with that phrasing, little one..."

MC: *starts to turn around again-*

Kate: "Why me?"

MC: *turns back to face her*

MC: "...What?"

Kate: "You heard me."

MC: "..."

Kate: 😏

Also Kate: "You wanna know what I think?"

MC, without missing a beat: "No."

Kate, without missing a beat either: "I think-"

Kate: *slinks closer*

Kate: "-that my stuck up family denied your cute little ass, so you came to me."

MC: "..."

Kate: *comes to stand directly in front of MC, that shit-eating grin back in full force*

Kate: "Am I right or am I right?"

MC: "..."

Kate: "Yknow...this won´t work if I´m talking to a toaster-"

MC, thoroughly done with listening to that voice: "And what of it?"

Kate: *bull´s-eye*

Kate: "I wanna hear it."

MC: "...What?"

Kate: "You heard me."

MC: "..."

Kate: "Come now...it´s not that hard."

MC: "..."

Kate: "Lemme help you:

'Kate the Great is so awesome for taking me to MC Donald´s!'

...See? Not too difficult, is it?"

MC: "..."

Kate: "...No? Hmm, how about-

'Kate the Great is the coolest Denali to be around and not at all stuck up like the rest of her family!'

...?"

MC: "..."

Kate: "...Yeah, that was a bit too simple, wasn´t it? Everyone knows that."

MC: "..."

Kate, sighing: "...Look, if you want that burger, then you gotta make amends."

MC, confused af: "...Make amends?"

Kate: "Ahh, she speaks! But yes, make amends."

MC, still confused af: "...For what??"

Kate: "Well, I did ask if you remembered our convo all those weeks ago."

MC: "..."

Kate: "Yknow, the one where you left poor ol me standing there like a fish out of water, waiting for a plea that would never come."

MC: "..."

Kate: "...Ask me again. Nicely."

MC: "..."

Kate: "What´s the magic word?"

MC: *knows exactly how that convo went down, most tempted to give the same answer she gave back then*

MC: "..."

Kate: 😏

MC: *imagines taking a bite of that burger*

Kate: 😏

MC, gathering all her willpower: "...Please."

Kate, internally:

Kate: "...Good."

MC: "..."

Kate: "..."

MC: *coughs in awkward*

Kate: *stares right into MC´s soul*

MC: *stares back*

Kate: *gaze starts drifting down-*

MC, loudly: "WELL-"

Kate: *jumps slightly, which is a feat considering she´s a vampire and not easily startled*

MC: "I dunno about you, but I´m starving and I believe I was promised a burger, sooo..."

Kate: *takes a moment too long to get her shit together, how embarassing-*

Kate, back to being Kate: "First of: I didn´t promise anything. Second-"

MC: *mentally preparing to have her dreams crushed because ofc it was too good to be true-*

Kate: *back to staring right into MC´s soul*

Kate: "...I´m starving too."

MC: *way too focused on finally getting that burger to grasp the actual meaning of that statement*

MC: 🤩 "Great! Let´s go then!"

Also MC: *proceeds to skip out of the room*

...

MC has never skipped out of a room before.

MC has never smiled at her before.

Kate thinks she likes it.

A lot.

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OKAY-

This got WAY longer (and more emotional) than I thought it was gonna be, BUT-

It got us some soft!Kate and I´m so here for that. 😤✊

Also, every time I´m thinking MC can´t possibly get any more blissfully unaware, she goes and is even more blissfully unaware. 😭

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Oh, btw: Even if the sister were to use their super speed around MC (which they have, if you remember), she won´t be any wiser. Why should someone conclude that they´re vampires from that? As far as MC´s concerned, they´re humanoid creatures with special abilities/super powers.

They could be Power Rangers, for all she knew. 😅

Thanks a lot for your ask! 💋

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EDIT:

Oh, and also: Kate would´ve said "yes" sooner or later, regardless of how that convo went. As you said, it´s all about scoring points with MC. And if she gets to annoy her sister while she´s at it?

Jackpot.

Also also: She´s no doubt very pleased MC came to her, no matter if she was the first choice or the last resort. What counts is that she got to spend some quality time with the hooman.

...Something her older sister seems to be struggling with. 😏

(She´ll also be very pleased to rub it in Tanya´s face later that day. 😌)