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ewanmitchellcrumbs · 5 months

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Gold Dust

Pairing: Modern Aemond Targaryen x f!reader Warnings: Public use of an app based sex toy, smut. Word count: ~1.8k

Summary: Aemond's office Christmas party is the last thing either of them want to attend, however, he comes up with an idea to make it fun for both of them.

Author's note: Can be read as an addition of this series, but also works as a standalone. Day seven of the Smuffmas prompts - "sharing a drink and toys". No tag list. Follow @fics-by-ewanmitchellcrumbs and turn on post notifications. Aemond edit in first picture is by @kyloremus.

It’s been six blissful months since her and Aemond moved in together. Having decided his own lofty high rise flat no longer felt like home - in truth, it never had - he’d offered a swap with Mysaria, and she’d leapt at the offer.

Aemond’s flat was paid for outright, so there’d be no expenses incurred on her part, beyond standard bills and utilities. She suited the space, adding a touch of glamour to the modern matte black and chrome surroundings. Her jaw had dropped when he’d handed her the deeds, his grandfather’s law firm already having handled the necessary paperwork and transfer of ownership. Aemond didn’t want rent, he simply wanted to live with the woman he loved. The simple act of Mysaria giving them a space to be by themselves was payment enough in his mind.

The security of the smaller, more homely feeling flat which she now shared with him had been trickier to negotiate. The landlord had snubbed Aemond’s initial offer to buy it from him, insisting he’d make more in rental payments from it than he would if he sold it. Some moderate pressure applied by the legal team of Otto Hightower, and an offer well above its current market value had soon seen to that, so now they were homeowners of a place that was theirs.

Mysaria’s old room had been turned into a home office, a space where either her or Aemond could work from home if and when they wanted to, aside from that they had made no further changes. The cosy little space was where they had shared their fondest memories, and every aspect of their relationship was woven into it.

She shrugs off her coat, hanging it up by the front door, and sighs in relief as the warmth of the central heating prickles her skin. She stoops to ruffle Vhagar behind the ears, a reward for the elderly doberman having reluctantly left her bed to greet her, before walking through to the living room. The blankets on the sofa are exactly as she’d left them the previous evening, and she eagerly retreats back into her nest, snatching up the TV remote from the coffee table.

“Good day?” Aemond asks, propping himself against the door frame as he emerges from the home office, the faintest smirk of amusement playing upon his lips as he looks at her.

She regards him with a warm smile, her features softening instantly despite how tired and irritated she feels. “Horrid, thanks for asking. Do we have any wine left?”

“There’ll be wine at the party, I expect,” he says, moving to sit next to her and brushing a chaste kiss against her temple.

“What?”

He narrows his eye at her, drawing back to look at her carefully. “You forgot, didn’t you?”

She groans as realisation dawns upon her. “Shit, your office Christmas party. Do we really have to go?”

He sighs, nodding and interlocks his fingers with hers. “Ordinarily, I’d give it a miss, you know I loathe parties, but my grandfather has called in more than a few favours for me this year. I owe him this.”

An hour later, and she steps out of the bedroom, hair and make-up finished and a slinky silk dress hugging her curves.

“Beautful,” Aemond breathes quietly, pressing a lingering kiss to her lips.

She smiles bashfully, feeling her skin heat up beneath the weight of his compliment as he pulls away, and watches with curiosity as he moves past her to rummage around on the top shelf of their wardrobe.

“What are you doing?”

“Your outfit’s missing something,” he tells her, pulling down the Lovehoney box, a glint in his eye as he turns to her.

“Aemond, no!”

The app controlled egg vibrator had been a drunken purchase on her behalf, that she’d regretted the moment it had arrived. Upon discovering it, Aemond’s reaction had been much more enthusiastic, kneeling between her spread legs and watching in fascination as she’d whimpered and writhed as he’d played with the settings using the app on his phone.

It had been fun at the time, but she’d considered it impractical and tucked it away, hoping he’d forgotten about it. It’s clear now that he hasn’t.

“Oh come now, darling, it’ll make the evening much more fun for both of us. Consider it an early Christmas gift to me.”

It doesn’t take much persuading, and soon she is sitting in the back of a black cab next to him, her coat pulled tight around her against the chilly December air, made colder still by a distinct lack of knickers, which Aemond had insisted she leave behind.

She is acutely aware of the feeling of the egg enveloped snugly inside of her, its presence, though discreet, making her feel as though she brandishes a scarlet letter that their taxi driver must be aware of.

“No!” She mouths desperately at Aemond as he pulls his phone from his pocket, thumb hovering over the app.

He flashes her the briefest of grins, tapping once on the screen. A mild singular buzz reverberates through her, causing her to clasp a hand over her mouth to muffle her squeal. Aemond eyes her carefully, poking at the inside of his cheek with his tongue before pocketing his phone once more.

Tonight was going to be interesting.

They step into the office, already bustling with people, chatter and light classical music fill the opulent space which is decked out in rich, mahogany furnishings and forest green upholstery, ever the indication that the Hightowers come from old money.

“There they are!” Aegon greets them loudly with a grin, arms spread and half drunk flutes of champagne clutched by the stem between each of his fingers. His shoulder length blonde hair is tousled, and his white shirt is open by three buttons.

“How long have you been here?” She asks, taking in his bedraggled appearance.

“‘Bout twenty minutes,” he slurs around a mouthful of vol-au-vent.

Otto steps up behind him, placing a ring clad hand upon his shoulder. “I tell you where you might like it, Aegon, on the terrace; outside.”

She watches with amusement as the older man leads him away.

“I’d better give him a hand,” Aemond mutters quietly, the warmth of his palm leaving her lower back as he moves to follow. He nods towards his older sister. “Good to see you, Hel.”

She smiles warmly at Hel leaning in as the two peck each other’s cheeks. “How are you doing?” She asks fondly.

“Starving!” Helaena complains, pulling her sheer turquoise wrap tighter around herself and waving away a tray of canapés that’s being offered around by a member of serving staff. “Not a single vegan option here, everything’s either got salmon in it or is slathered in cream cheese.”

“You could always sneak off to grab something?” She offers sympathetically.

“Aeg said there’s a kebab shop over the road. I might see if he’ll grab me a falafel wrap later. Anyway,” she continues, snatching up two flutes of champagne from a passing tray and handing one to her. “How are you?!”

“Yeah, really good!” She grins. “Aemond mentioned we might fly to New York for New Year’s, go and see Daeron. I’ve not met him yet and I– oh!”

She bows her head, biting back the quiet moan that tries to escape her, as the egg inside her vibrates incessantly. Her head snaps up, making eye contact with Aemond, who stands in a corner with his phone out, a sly smile upon his face.

Bastard.

“You alright?” Helaena asks, eyebrows pinched together in concern.

“Mhm…just...champagne bubbles…they go right up my nose!” She feigns a laugh, embarrassment making her skin feel hot.

Ever the dutiful girlfriend, she does her rounds of the office, speaking to colleagues and family members alike, though every interaction is thwarted by sudden and persistent vibrations between her legs.

After an hour of polite chit chat with Alicent, Criston, Otto and several other party guests, she leans back against the wall next to Aemond’s office door, needing a breather from socialising, but also feeling lightheaded from the intermittent throbbing in her core.

The door swings slowly open and Aemond steps out, a crystal tumbler of amber liquid in hand.

“Having fun?” He asks, raising an eyebrow.

“Mmm,” she narrows her eyes, “you clearly are. What’s that you’ve got?”

“Laphroaig,” he tells her, swirling the liquid in his glass. “Thirty six year old The Wall Peat, to be precise. Grandfather would never offer this around to the guests. Lucky for me I know he keeps it stashed in his bottom desk drawer.”

“Lucky indeed,” she purrs up at him.

He grabs her hand, pulling her into his office and closes the door behind them, before backing her up against the desk, until she perches on the edge.

“Let me see,” he whispers, pushing her dress up above her hips.

His free hand applies gentle pressure to her knee, spreading her legs, and she watches the bob of his throat as he swallows thickly, taking in the sight of the arousal that coats her centre.

“Fuck,” he mutters darkly. “The idea of you walking around making innocent small talk while you’re soaked is driving me mad.”

She giggles, clenching around the egg that’s nestled within her as she sees his gaze darken. Aemond pulls out his phone again, changing the setting to a constant vibrate, before setting it down on the desk behind her.

Mewling helplessly, shockwaves of pleasure ripple through her as Aemond’s thumb swipes against her sodden folds, spreading her open to watch intently.

He takes a sip from his glass, and she gasps as he grabs her forcefully by the hair at the back of her head, crushing her lips against his and letting the whisky pass from his mouth to hers. She moans quietly, the intensity of the burn of the liquid that slips down her throat and the throbbing ache between her legs making her feel dizzy.

She is devastatingly close, can feel the pressure building to boiling point, and she whines, pressing her face into the crook of Aemond’s neck, fingertips rumpling the fabric of his black button down shirt as she grasps his biceps for purchase. “Fuck, Aemond, I–”

“It’s alright, I’ve got you, let go,” he coos.

She bites down on the juncture of his neck to muffle her pleasured cry, earning her a startled grunt from Aemond. Her body spasms around the toy, climaxing with a force that makes her toes curl inside of her high heels, before going limp against his chest.

He settles his glass down and strokes her hair before pulling back. His long, dexterous fingers wrap around the cord of egg, and despite how gentle he is as he tugs it free, she still hisses with overstimulation as it leaves her body. The sudden feeling of emptiness is alien to her after having spent most of the evening with it inside of her.

“Can…can we go home now?” She asks tiredly, as he wraps the toy in tissue and deposits it on the desk.

“Hmmm, not just yet,” Aemond tells her, taking her hand and guiding it to palm over the erection that strains against the confines of his suit trousers. “I’m not quite finished with you yet.”

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l-na · 1 year

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local guy gets fucked over by UPS and needs to pay rent

hi. my names luna. im a physically disabled low-income schizo blasian that needs help.

i just sold something big and important of mine to pay rent, but my local ups fucking obliterated it. ebay is demanding i send back the money, but if i do i wont have enough for rent and utils. or transportation.

im suing UPS right now as we speak, and that costed about $100 all together. i cant afford this shit, i needed this money so bad and of course ups was incompetent and blamed it all on me (they even lied and said i was the one who packaged it)

this has been super stressful and ive had to go back on propranolol to deal with my heart palpitations. i really cant handle yet another financial burden on top of rent, trying to get on disability ssi, etc. etc. oh yeah and the stress from this gave me an actual fucking seizure LOL???

i was this close to being financially stable, and now this is coming to fuck me over right before im going to move, bc rent is outrageously expensive next month. please help me.

^this one is my girlfriend's paypal because i no longer have a paypal. cashapp is preferred

thank you for reading, please boost even if you cant donate. every donation helps!

#luna landing

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dreamdropsystem · 2 months

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art commissions open please boost !!

hello! we are the Dreamdrop System and we are doing our best to save up money for gas and hotel bills to get top surgery. with our insurance, we should not need to pay for the surgery but if that changes we will make a post about it.

you can support us on Ko-Fi and we are accepting payment by PayPal, Cash App and Venmo.

we might make a gofundme. please consider commissioning us or supporting us in any way. if you can't support financially please boost this post!! we are trying to get top surgery and we know it'll help us.

we've wanted top since the body was 7 and we didn't know we were trans. the place they are doing surgery is far away so we need to able to pay for gas and hotel bills.

need art examples? check our Ko-Fi, and this account, and our plushie account @germplush for plushie / stuffed animal commissions

this is a horrible commission post.. so sorry but… thank you for your support ^-^ ☆ - The Dreamdrop System

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bubupharmacyy · 5 months

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sorry to make another post but the other one has lost traction. (this is the post) our phone bill is due on the 21st of december. if we dont pay it by then, we'll lose service and will have to pay a fee on top of the normal bill. i will post proof of payment if i meet the goal. right now i am at $66 out of $125. so if five ppl sent $10 and one sent $5 we'll be set !!!

paypal.me/akirk432 (pls send via someone you trust)

venmo: @catmom934 (pls dont send via purchase protection)

cash app: $autumnroses93

#chattering

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stackthedeck · 29 days

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i know tiktok is like pure brainrot and the user base is a nightmare and all other social media platforms are recreating the micro video and it's awful and killing our attention spans or whatever

but like my god the usa banning it is still like objectively bad. like the government should not restrict a company's right to do business just because it's based in a country that we don't vibe with, the consumers should have the right to choose that. and it's so clearly not about protecting privacy because all the american social media companies do the same shit and worse. our government is owned by corporations and this is proof. and like fuck dude this is a violation of free speech the government is literally limiting where i can speak regardless of the content of my speech. and to top it all off it's part of $95 BILLION foreign aid bill where most of it is going to Israel to kill Palestinians!! we don't live in a fucking democracy

and like in addition to all of that I make money off that app, not a lot just 20 bucks a month but that's my grocery bill because inflation is beating my ass because my two jobs only make enough to cover school stuff my car and my phone payments while i'm taking on debt that no president will ever address. and now the government is taking away my fun hobby that i use to feed myself while doing nothing to address the social or economic problems that make it so i can't feed myself this is such fucking bullshit

#and god there's nothing we can do #i guess i could make a lawsuit #but i don't have money #or time #i made friends on that app met my partner on there #there's a lot of things wrong with it but i made community there #this is ughhhhhhhh #tiktok

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innopayapp · 4 months

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#top bill payment apps #bill pay applications

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ghostblackberry · 2 months

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Help Me Meet My Deductible

Hey, so United Healthcare is a little bitch and didn't disclose that their dual special needs plan, which is supposed to be for American that are eligible for both Medicare and Medicaid has a fucking deductible this year. Something went wrong with the Medicaid part of my coverage on top of it all. I live on around $550 a month and can't pay the $240 deductible for my meds.

I don't have my antidepressant or inhaler and am almost out of my heart medicine. I've already had two panic attacks since the pharmacy let me know something was wrong on Friday. Going without my heart med will land me in the Emergency Room, the co-pay for which I cannot handle.

This isn't something my area church will help with and I won't have the money myself until April 3rd. At that point, I will, at minimum, be feeling very very sick. Please help.

#donation #crowdfunding #please help #signal boost

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sa-kae · 4 months

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neat great okay so. i've been trying to give my mom money towards bills and things (i live with her) on top of covering things like the phone bill and internet, and that's already been hard to give her like anything after i pay those and my own bills, car payment, etc... THEN she had to spend $2,500 on some emergency expenses that i won't share because that's her business, but she had to max out at least 1 credit card (to my knowledge) and dig into her savings much more than she should have to, so now more than ever I want to be able to help her out more, she's helped me so many times in the past, it's the least i can do.

This is further complicated by my debit card that's with the bank that I have a credit card and my car loan with got over drawn by just small things multiple times, and I don't even get why those things were charge to that card (it's not the debit card i primarily use anymore bc this bank has been pissing me off, for reasons you might be able to guess, so I didn't have much money in there) so i got charged the overdraw fee of $30 multiple times so now i'm in the negative by almost $130, which makes it a lot harder for me to pay the credit card bill and car loan to that bank (total due between both bills is about $160). I've also fallen behind on a couple bills in general during the last month-ish, since i really don't want to ask my mom for help when I should be the one giving HER money. I'm kind of in between jobs right now, still doordashing/doing uber eats and stuff when i can, but i've been working on transitioning to a new job, so i'm not making as much right now because i'm not making much money while i work on trainings and things for the new job...

I've been trying really hard to just do shit on my own and not ask for any help from anyone but obviously that hasn't worked well for me lately, so attached are screenshots of the different payment apps that i have.

I also have a doordash referral code that would get me a $900 bonus and you (the person being referred) $600, but that's specifically for the Minneapolis, Minnesota/twin cities and surrounding areas. If you're interested in that, shoot me an ask (off anon!) or message.

Anything helps, whether it's a donation or a reblog. Thank you.

#help #kaelee.txt #my post #mutual aid

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kremlin · 5 months

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i feel really bad about doordash stocks guy. legitimately. those guys are in the same mindframe as old people who are getting scammed, but know they're getting scammed while its happening.

these "types of guys" aren't quite bad people, they're just dumb and annoying, which is close.. i guess what i am saying is, they don't deserve to have their asses fucked that hard.

like nothing i could have possibly told him, no combination of words, could stop this guy from opening app on his brand new top of the line iphone that he's paying 20% interest on for seventy years and going late on bill payments to buy whatever robinhood or whatever will sell him

at first i thought he was genuinely convinced he was going to be rich or whatever but its not that. he knows he's fucked but has to ritualistically sort of recite it at me, not even talk to me, instead say words at me, as some step in coming to terms with what he is doing. i hope you don't get your ass fucked too hard buddy. don't lose your shirt, keep enough in the bank to pay for your, uh car you lease to do your job. i need to find a big group of these guys and b-book them

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germplush · 2 months

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plushie / stuffed animal art commissions open pleass boost-!!

we are the Dreamdrop System and we are doing our best to save up money for gas and hotel bills to get top surgery. with our insurance, we should not need to pay for the surgery but if that changes we will make a post about it.

yyou can support us on Ko-Fi and we are accepting payment by PayPal, Cash App and Venmo. we might make a gofundme.

please consider commissioning us or supporting us in any way. if you can't support financially please boost this post!! we are trying to get top surgery and we know it'll help us.

we've wanted top since the body was 7 and we didn't know we were trans. the place they are doing surgery is far away so we need to able to pay for gas and hotel bills.

we can draw your plushies!! :] we here are our prices for plushie art, on our art account we have a commission page that has outdated plushie prices but yeah! please have a couple references to draw a plushie and a bonus characters/plush in the picture is an additional $3-$10 depending if you're getting heads, busts, full body and if it's a sketch or full colour.

need art examples? check our Ko-Fi and, this account and our tumblr

want human looking commissions? we have a commission sheet from our other account @locketdream !

this is a horrible commission post.. so sorry but… thank you for your support ^-^ ☆ - The Dreamdrop System

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neverchecking · 11 months

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Awww… thank you for the nice comments about my drawing… I do really think that I could have done better ;-; but I’m glad that you liked it. And thank you for the banana, since you were nice to give me a gift, I shall return the favor!

Mature Content Warning.

{ A bit of context: Ok so I ship my oc (her name is D.A. as a nickname) with Link (BOTW/TOTK) a lot… for many different reasons but all you need to know that D.A. is a Tall Queen and Link is her Short King. But that will be another story for another time, so this will be about the Reader of any gender, and the Chain. }

The chain and the reader are just hanging around at a campsite, doing their own thing. Unfortunately it is very hot outside and Wild is not having it at all. So after lunch is over, he chills next to reader under a tree and tries to take a nap. While he sleeps, he began to have a bit of a fun dream. He sees himself at the bottom of the hill, (in the Barbarian Armor cuz I’m that type of person) and on the top of this hill, he sees his flower, but he has to climb to get to them. So he climbs and climbs and climbs, ironically enough, the higher he goes, the hotter the atmosphere is around him. Wild starts to sweat and sweat, but he doesn’t stop, he wants his lover so badly. It’s only at the top, he realizes that his sweetie is a giant now, and unfortunately they can’t hear him from way down there. So he gently climbs onto the hot smooth skin of this beautiful being in front of him. He continues to climb, up their body, all soft and warm, and Wild is starting to become crazy, just aching for relief from this mayor yet. Finally, he makes he way face to face with his lover, with him standing on their chest. And an reward for climbing all the way to the top, Wild is given a kiss from this beautiful beautiful being (kinda like how those huge fairies kiss him when he upgrades or something? I haven’t played the game .3.) When the kiss is done, suddenly there is this waterfall above Wild, giving him the cooling relief he craved so bad as he wails out in satisfaction. Once the ordeal is over, Wild opens his eyes and is meet with a bunch of eyes on him. The Reader and the chain just look at him.

Reader is confused and concerned.

Wind doesn’t even has a clue what is going on as his eyes are being covered by Legend, Hyrule was attempting to cover Wind’s eyes but failed miserably.

Twilight and Sky both have second had embarrassment.

Calamity refuses to acknowledge what the hell just happened for his own mental sanity.

Warriors just has a smirk on his face.

Sage is just disgusted….. DISGUSTING!

And any other Link that I missed, their just have the confusion of da highest orda.

As for Wild… he feels like he is on top of something… so he slowing looks down, face is totally painted the bright shade of red by the way, and below him is an unfortunate (chulu? I honestly don’t know, it’s the blue thing with the eyes) jelly. The jelly seems like it has seem better days, and it wants to be out of its memory. Luckily it’s wish is granted, Wild pulls out his sword and pops it instantly. Eventually everyone continues to go about their day, refusing to mention anything that happened… all but one person that is…

Sage: Y’all get mad at me for how I act, but HE gets a PASS!? …. F all of y’all, all of y’all can go suck a caterpillar di-

Then the Reader just pulls Sage away to give him a stern lectures on how to treat people, but he’ll never listen…

So yeah… I know I draw but I seriously need to start writing all my random ideas and put them on this app… I named myself “mrswritter” damnit!! I’ll work on this one day… but I hope you enjoyed this! Please take your time as you relax from the requests, you’ve feed us so well, now we shall pay the bill. This story was my payment, and as a tip, here’s an apple, a red one this time! 🍎

BRO THE MEAL YOU JUST FED ME I AM LICKING MY FINGERS

Legend is offended on your behalf. Like he is acting like a wounded mother who had someone swear in front of her kid. Hyrule is like, hand to the mouth, shocked.

Twilight is just defeated bc that was who he was mentoring and he doesn't know if he failed wild or Wild failed him. Sky doesn't know where the timeline went wrong.

Time is wondering if it's too late to go back and eradicate the timeline. Wars for sure is smirking because now he gets to hold this over Wild's head forever.

And Cal and Sage? They are by far the most insulted. Cal is downright disgusted since he's more duty bound than the other two, so he's a little more...sophisticated in a way. Sage is furious. He kisses you one time and they separate the two of you for two hours. But Wild can do this and just...get away with it?!

Fucking Double Standard. He is ranting and raving about this constantly. He even gets Cal on his side.

Reader has to prolly scold them both lmao.

I enjoyed it very much! Honestly, it was a struggle to start consistently writing for me lmao. I require no payment, but tidbits like this are always appreciated! Since you've switched it up, I shall too! 🍋 Have a lemon!

#cinder rambles

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vodika-vibes · 9 months

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Yearning

So, because there is a tragic lack of Monnk fics, I decided to write one. So. Ta-dah~

Pairing: Commander Monnk x Reader

Word Count: 1366

Songs: I recommend Je T'aime by Kelly Sweet

Warnings: None

Prompt: "...say it again."

You hum happily as you slide down the hallway in your fuzzy socks, stumbling to a stop in front of the calendar. There, marked in vibrant yellow, were the words, ‘Monnk returns’.

Your friend, your best friend, has been gone for close to six months now, and he sent a message several days ago that he was finally returning to Coruscant with his Battalion.

Oh, you’re sure that he’s going to have things to do before he makes his way here. After all, you’re just friends.

You scan the corkboard thoughtfully. It’s completely covered in pictures. Pictures of you and Monnk. Pictures of the pair of you at the aquarium, posing in front of a giant squid. Pictures of you at the communal pool, both of you in your bathing suits.

Pictures of Monnk teaching you how to surf, though you’re really bad at it. And pictures of you teaching Monnk how to snowboard, he’s really good at it annoyingly.

Actually, all of the pictures on the corkboard are of you and Monnk.

But that makes sense. You’ve been in love with him for years now after all.

You smile as you pick up one of the pictures, one of you and Monnk having a picnic. His arm is flung over your shoulder and his chin is resting on your shoulder while you take the selfie. It’s your favorite picture of the pair of you. The same picture is framed next to your bed…and sits on your desk at the office.

Your chrono chimes a warning, and you curse. You’re late. You’ve been late all morning. And now you’re extra late. You toss the picture on the counter and run down the hall, to the closet where your shoes are kept.

You balance on one foot, topple over, ignore your throbbing elbows and quickly pull your shoes on, before scrambling back to your feet and running out the door.

Your boss is going to have your head. Well, unless you bring her Caf.

Thank the Force for easily bribed bosses.

12 hours later, your boss finally releases you for the day. Sometimes, being a personal assistant sucks. Like today, when you spent the majority of the day arguing with closed-minded people about whether or not they were allowed to talk to your boss.

And then there was the jerk who decided that punching you was a clever way to force his way into your boss’ office. All it got him was a one way ticket into a holding cell and blacklisted from the business in general.

You prod the bruise under your eye with a pout. Your boss had been incandescent with rage when she saw that you were hurt, but had needed you to remain for the rest of your shift in spite of your injury.

Still, she gave you the next two weeks off, as payment for being assaulted while at work, so you figure you came out on top. Even if you are bruised and tired and hungry.

You absently check your com, no messages - but you really didn’t expect Monnk to message you until tomorrow at the earliest. You consider sending him a message, but ultimately decide against it.

No need to be annoying. You’re just friends after all.

So instead you pull up the app to your favorite restaurant, order enough food for two people, so they would deliver to your apartment, and you head for the taxi stand to catch a ride home.

You arrive at the apartment complex at the same time as the delivery droid, and you cheerfully ID yourself and pay the droid, before you enter the building and take the lift to your floor.

You check your mailbox, and are pleased to see that there aren’t any bills in the box at all, and then you enter the code to your apartment. The door slides open, and then slides closed with a quiet chime, an upgrade that Monnk added for you when you mentioned that you hated how quiet the door was.

And the first thing you notice is the armor neatly stacked near the front door.

Armor painted a deep yellow color.

You toss your jacket over the familiar helmet, and kick your shoes off, “Monnk?” You call as you head towards the kitchen, now noticing that some of your lights were on.

“Yeah, I’m here,” You step into the kitchen and smile at Monnk. Taller than you, and broader, with dyed blonde curly hair. And you knew that under his shirt was a massive sea serpent tattoo that you guessed covered the majority of his body.

“Welcome back,” You say warmly, smiling at the back of his head, “I wasn’t expecting to hear from you until later.” By the smell, he was brewing caf.

“Yeah, well…” He shrugs a single shoulder, “I wanted to see you and didn’t want to see my brothers.”

You laugh, and set the food on the counter, “Good thing I ordered enough for two, then.”

He pauses, “Oh? Expecting company?” Monnk asks, his voice just a little too casual for it to be true.

“Of course not,” You reply, “You know I’m horribly unlikeable.” You joke as you move around the kitchen and grab some plates, “I didn’t feel like picking up food, so I ordered enough to get it delivered.”

“Lazy.” Monnk chided, though there was amusement in his voice.

You sniff, “I had a rough day, Monnk. I’m allowed.”

He finally turns away from the brewing caf, “Yeah? Did someone ye-” He stops mid-sentence, his golden brown eyes locked on the bruise on your cheek, “Someone hit you.”

You shrug, awkwardly, “Yeah. Like I said, I had a rough day.”

He crosses the room in three large strides, and lightly grips your chin to tilt your head so he can see the bruise better. “Were you seen by a medic?” He asks, as he lightly prods the mark, apologizing silently when you wince.

“No, I needed to stay-” You explain, smiling softly when you see the look of indignation sliding across his face, “It only hurts when I touch it, Monnk, really.”

“It shouldn’t have happened at all, cyare.” He replies under his breath, “It doesn’t feel like anything’s broken at least.”

You hum in agreement. He’s right, of course, it shouldn’t have happened, but it did. “You’ve called me that before. Cyare. What’s it mean?”

“Didn’t I tell you to look it up?” Monnk asks as he finally releases your chin and heads back to pour himself a mug of caf.

“You really think Mando’a to Basic dictionaries are common here? Come one, throw me a bone, Monnk.” You say as you start divvying out the food.

“Nope,” He sets his caf at the table, “What do you want to drink?”

You pout at him, but he just grins and leans against the counter, so you huff, “Some of my water please.”

“As you wish,” He replies easily, with a sketched bow.

You watch him straighten and grab a glass from your cabinet, and you watch him pour a glass of the flavored water you prefer, and you smile. “...I love you,” You say.

Monnk freezes mid-step and he stares at you wide eyed. “You…what?”

Your stomach flips with anxiety, but in for a credit, or so they say. “I said I love you.”

He sets your glass on the counter and walks over to you, his hands come up and cup your face, his gaze locked on your face. “...say it again.” He breathes out.

“I love-” You’re unable to finish the sentence as his lips crash against yours. He kisses you hungrily, like he needs you as much as he needs oxygen. “-you.” You finish as he breaks away.

“In case it wasn’t obvious,” Monnk murmurs against your lips, his breath hot against your skin, “I love you too.”

You don’t know what to say, and instead you lean up and kiss him. And you’re not surprised when he immediately deepens the kiss, and tugs you closer. You have a ghost of a thought that dinner was going to get cold…but then he nips your lower lip and you realize that you don’t care.

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Please Help Keep Two Disabled Queer Siblings Housed

My sibling (rivalconga on Twitter) and I are disabled. Sibling has a broken hip in need of a replacement they cannot yet get, POTS, HS, and an essential tremor. These conditions make it impossible for them to work outside of the home, and they have been applying for online WFH for many months without success.

I am in my ninth year of chronic congestive heart failure, and I also am a recently diagnosed T2D working on getting a good treatment regimen, and regularly require infusions of IV iron for lifelong iron-deficiency anemia that doesn't respond to oral iron supplements or dietary iron. I am also in the midst of trying to get an ADHD diagnosis. I am working on applying for SSDI, but the process has been slow.

We do not have family to provide us with assistance, and we have limited resources for help where we live. There are no homeless shelters here, and our state is openly hostile to LGBT+ people. Also, most assistance here is tied to evangelical Christian organizations, and I am Jewish.

You can help us by spreading the word on your social media for us. If you can help us financially, even if only $1, please send aid to our payment apps:

Paypal - nivcharayahel

Venmo - heathmarie31 (This is rivalconga's account.)

CashApp - $heathmarie31

Our monthly needs include rent ($679), Rx medications (about $100), groceries and supplies ($250-300), phone bill ($11) and renter's insurance ($14). Our rent payment includes internet and utilities.

Thank you so much for your help!

Read my intro/bio post for more information about me.

[Image Description: Title: Mutual Aid Needed for Queer/Disabled Siblings Text: My sibling (@rivalconga) and I (@nivchara_yahel) are disabled, out-of-work, and without family support. We live in a red state that provides little assistance and is hostile to LGBT people. While I work on my SSDI application and @rivalconga seeks work from home, we need help paying for rent, meds, and other living expenses. You can help by: 1) Posting this card on your social media, and/or by 2) Sending funds to our Paypal (nivcharayahel), Venmo (heathmarie31), or CashApp ($heathmarie31). Thank you so much for your support!

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