#and Jacob should be very proud

[ato-dato]

Building a boat can be a very nice father daughter activity

#she’s a very creative young child #and Jacob should be very proud #i really think they should’ve shown them living their new life together #the sea beast #the sea beast Jacob #the sea beast Maisie #jacob holland #maisie brumble #Netflix #fanart #art #artwork #my art #digital art #digital drawing #comic #drawing

[sparrowofthedawnsworld]

thinking about Jakey being in a playful little mood and blatantly ignoring the main place you want his touch-

18+ CONTENT BELOW THE CUT*

“Here, yeah?” His hands would travel over your hips, lips ghosting just above yours with a smirk that you were dying to smack off of his lips.

“Jakeee,” you would whine, reaching out to place his hand where you wanted it, only for him to pull it away entirely. “You know where. Make me cum…”

“Make me cum,” Jake parroted, raising the tone of his voice to poorly mimic yours. His hands continued their slow decent, stopping on top of your thighs. “That’s not very specific, baby. Don’t make me prove that I could make you cum without even touching your pretty cunt.”

The obscene words flowing from his mouth cut straight through you, causing your touch deprived clit to throb as he continued ignoring it.

“What about here?” He toyed with the dip between the conjunction of your thigh and hip, so close to where you were dying for him. “Hmm?”

THE FUCKING SMIRK. Let’s talk about the way he would absolutely have the most stomach-turning smirk, but in the best way- i-

He would closely watch the way your chest would rise, but didn’t fall back down for a few seconds as your breathing went completely uneven.

“Are you proud of yourself, Jacob?” You questioned, tone full of frustration and need.

The smirk on his face would only grow wider, a soft giggle flitting out of him. “I’m very proud actually. Look at you, princess.”

“Jake.” You tried to force his name out with a firmness, but the pink blush on your cheeks served to betray you.

“Tell me where,” Jake demanded, letting his lips ghost a path down your sternum and down to your belly button. “Tell me or I’ll find some other ways to make you cum.”

“That’s not even-“

“Ah-“ Jake cut you off, smiling up at you wickedly. “Don’t even say it’s not possible. Then I really have to prove it.”

It was all part of the game. He knew you’d test him, tell him he couldn’t do it, just so he would prove that he could. You knew he could make you cum practically untouched, and you wanted him to try it… just for the sake of the incredible foreplay. Because there is no doubt in my mind that Jake is incredible at foreplay.

“But you can’t,” you insisted, staring blankly up at him. Thinking perhaps if you held his mischievous gaze, he would see the desperation in your eyes and take a little pity on you.

“Okay,” Jake would say, calm and collected. You listened to the click of his tongue against the roof of his mouth, his head shaking back and forth in faux disappointment. “Sorry, baby girl, Y/N just wants you to be neglected tonight.” He placed a lingering kiss just below where the hem of your panties would lay.

You rolled your eyes, half out of genuine annoyance, half at his dramatics.

Kissing his way up, he stopped at your chest and cupped your breasts in each hand.

“Did you know…” His lips just barely brush over one of your nipples. “You can have an orgasm… just from these?”

“Yes,” you choked out, arching your body into his. “I’ve never- I’ve never had one.”

“Mmm, you haven’t, huh?” Jake questioned, torturing you with pointless questions. Wanting you to answer them solely for the purpose of listening to your breathy voice, struggle to form a sentence. “Never?”

“Never-“ you had answered, swallowing down a moan.

“I think that we should change that. What do you think, angel?”

And I just KNOW that smile he would flash you after would be soooo- ugh 😵‍💫 Someone send some morphine my way, pls and thank you-

#i hope i’m keeping y’all on your toes #gvf #jake kiszka #the moon 🌙 #h word hours at sparrow’s place #gvf smut #jtk smut #greta van fleet #jake gvf #jacob thomas kiszka sir #sparrow’s nonsense

[dreamxthetic]

Louis de Pointe du Lac | Jacob Anderson | Interview with a vampire | Bygones

Two hundred years and counting. That is how long Louis has been on this earth—decades upon decades of ill misfortunes and fleeting 15-minute episodes of contentment and peace. More than two hundred years on this god-forsaken planet, yet your face continues to stalk his thoughts like a drug.

He remembered evidently the way you smiled—how your dimples would quirk as your eyes sheepishly fluttered when he showered you in the dearest of compliments. They were the highlight of his days, and Louis remembered all of it, especially the first date.

It was night out, beyond dark, so much so that the two of you would frequently stumble while trekking to your hidden location beneath the glistening stars. He isn't proud of it now, but looking closer at things, he could have been less ashamed of you and met more frequently within the daytime, but the times were sacred back then, and he was young and cautious. He had to catch you four times that night before insisting on leading the way, and when you reached your goal destination, he covered your eyes.

You had asked him, "What," in return, but he merely chuckled hoarsely and gave you a kiss on your cheek.

Louis smiles…oh how soft your skin was…

It was the night of a many first of the two of you, but nothing could upstage it being the night he confessed to you. A mere six words, double that of the usual endearing three, and yet they changed your lives forever…especially yours. He still recalls how your voice cracked with disbelief and joy when he uttered them to you—how the crickets chirped with applause around you while the moon beamed a light of approval onto you…His most cherished memory. And of course, he could never forget the kiss you be-granted his lips after that, would never forget. It was slow and endearing, the most passionate he had ever been with anyone—most vulnerable: more than with Lestat. You're bodies had intermingled beyond that of just flesh. You had claimed his soul, his destiny, something Lestat only had the pleasure of holding onto temporarily.

He regretted deeply not holding onto you more dearly. He could have fought harder, should have! Sure, the times were cruel to people his kind, and it didn't make it any better that he never held the courage to visit you out of the ours of the damned, but still! You were more than just the love of his life; his actions should have replicated and been in tune with his words—his promises. Louis was young and dumb—but in love, and because of that, your veiled relationship only lasted 3 years. An ironic outcome for how high of a standard he held you.

If only he had gotten you out when he promised…had given you that happily ever after in that cottage. Maybe then…only then would Lestat not have gotten to you—would the world not have gotten the chance to degrade you: your very own family…

But he didn't. He didn't, and that was his greatest regret. Louis was 25 when it happened, cursed that way after that enchanting night with Lestat. You were pushing 30, and it was 6 years after the breakup. He knew that because he never did stop loving you. He stalked you like a personal guardian angel. Though it appears he was an ass at the job because despite seeing you once every week, he still had no clue about the internal war you were waging within yourself. If anything, it only gave his infatuation with you over to Lestat. That is what set things truly ablaze.

To this day, Louis doesn't know what Lestat did to you, nor did anyone he asks, but the morning after, he was there, just standing in front of him with the most brim smile in town, eerie in all its glory. He should have instantly known then that something was wrong, but having been with the unpredictable Lestat de Lioncourt for so long, he merely grew docile to the older's eccentric behavior, something he repented for the next day. It was 2:00AM on 8/5/179 when they discovered the body, a mere year from the new century. Of course, to Louis, this was no big deal, having already deducted that it was one of Lestat's many feeding victims, but when he heard of where the body was located and how they had passed, everything changed. There were only 2 people aside from him that he firmly believed to know that place: You and Lestat. And if Lestat was okay…then…

He had to see for himself. I mean, it could have been literally anybody. But fate wasn't so kind for him to be mistaken this time. It was you.

Your body looked bruised and drained, and at first sight, he instantly thought of Lestat, but your body showed no signs of struggle, and that was a big deal, considering it was hanging from a thin rope. It was damaging to swallow, but you had killed yourself, hanged from the tree you and him had carved your initials into, a wretched sight.

He would never forgive himself for that, even up to this day. You haunted his dreams, both the good and bad. That gleaming smile of yours…It brightened his day and made him mourn for the loss of what could have been if only he was brave enough…

Lestat had once again taken something precious from him, and like the lonely fool he was—is—he continued to remain by him…

#male reader #x male reader #x reader #Louis de Pointe du Lac #interview with the vampire #iwtv #Louis de Pointe du Lac x Male Reader #gay reader #lgbtqia #lgbt fiction #male!reader #angst

[mjfsupremacy]

Let's talk about this.

CM Punk was a bigger star than everyone else when he came in. That is 100% fact. We would be crazy to deny it. He came in on legend status, 7 years of fans wondering if they would ever see him again. That's huge and he was a big get and for the first few months, whenever we saw him it felt like a big deal. He was putting in decent matches, he was doing incredible storytelling and he was adding so much value to the company.

That didn't last long. It became apparent well before the all out media scrum that he'd very much gone into business for himself and that he'd allowed his ego to run rampant. The list of names pouring out weekly that he had pissed off just kept getting larger and larger, and no, I don't think all the issues he had were his fault but a great many of them he claimed some fault in at least.

That media scrum was the perfect example of a man whose ego has been left to go unchecked for too long, someone who has clearly decided he's better than everyone else in the room and what he has to say matters more than what anyone else does.

After that, he was no longer the name he came in with. It's surprising that seeing AEW be completely fine without him didn't humble him even a little bit because when he came back, he didn't come back with any integrity or willingness to work to make AEW better, he was clearly, again just there for himself. Maybe at this point, he was already hoping to go back to WWE, who knows, but it was apparent he wasn't there because he cared about AEW and the fans knew it. It's an interesting bit of revisionist history happening right now that apparently WWE fans either willingly or ignorantly don't know that a large collection of AEW fans wanted him gone, because they were so tired of his attitude or they sensed he didn't care about AEW like they did. AEW fans are getting straight bullied on the internet because WWE fans think they are jealous or salty he went to WWE when that, honestly, for most, couldn't be further from the truth.

Of course he doesn't rate the top AEW guys highly, his actions for the entire time he was there showed that he didn't care that this was more than a job for them, this was a dream to put American pro-wrestling on the map again, this was a chance for wrestlers who dont fit the mould to do what they love on a huge stage. (Not a knock on WWE, by the way. They aren't wrestling. They specifically do not brand themselves as such.)

As for the WWE guys in AEW waiting to go back, they should be released. Let them go back. There seems to be this fear that if AEW releases talent that clearly wants to go back to WWE that it's a loss. It shouldn't be, they clearly don't have the companies best interests in mind, and if AEW is going to survive, it need people who believe in it 100%

AEW needs to refocus and they desperately need a restructure. They need more women in leadership for one. They need someone who can keep the egos in check but most importantly they need to remind themselves who they are and why they were so special to begin with. They have always been about heart, and wrestling, and having something to say, and passion. Some of that's been lost this year.

I firmly believe they will find it again, but I think the key is to move on, and keep grinding. Keep putting in work that silences the naysayers and is something to be proud of. I honestly wouldn't even mention Punk ever again, I'd literally scrub him and if the few friends he has left there don't understand why, I'd be asking them if they believe in what's best for AEW or what's best for them.

Anyways, here's a quick list of AEW stars that could carry the company on their back tomorrow and would smoke CM Punk on his best day.

- HANGMAN ADAM PAGE

- Orange Cassidy

- Ricky Starks

- Trent Bereta

- Wheeler Yuta

- Daniel Garcia

- Kris Statlander

- Hikaru Shida

- Julia Hart

- Willow

- Skye Blue

- Eddie Kingston

- Wardlow

- Bandito

- Konosuke Takeshita

- Kyle Fletcher

- Penta

- MAXWELL JACOB FRIEDMAN

(Edit: Darby Allin was originally on this list, I was not aware of his previous SA history with his ex or his alleged behaviours toward homeless people in his past. I'm genuinely sorry if anyone was hurt or offended by this.)

#aew #all elite wrestling #wwe #wrestling #cm punk #i'm done now

[bri1234]

What song(s) do you relate to a Choices book survey results!

Hello! So it's been about a week and there are a few responses from the Google form I sent out! The form is attached at the bottom of all this so if you want to take it, you still can!

I will continue to update this if there are any more responses.

Also if you see your song on here but not the additional comment (if you left one) and would like it on here, just let me know and I'll add it!

So without further ado, let's jump right in!

Songs that relate to a Choices book (chosen by you guys!):

Across the Void

Remember Me as A Time of Day by Explosions in the Sky

Blades of Light & Shadow

Two by Sleeping at Last

Comment was "MC's deeply unhealthy desire to put everyone else's wellbeing first (book 2)."

Degenerates by I the Mighty

In My Head by Jacob Ryan Smith, Daniel Mertzlufft, Andrew Barth Feldman, & Joe Serafini

Comment was "Aerin and MC on Deadwood lake date (book 1)."

Falling by Write Out Loud, Ciara Renee, and Kat Sicilian

A Courtesan of Rome

I Survived a War by Mariami

Crimes of Passion

In My Blood Song by Joel Smallbone and The Cast Of Journey To Bethlehem

Comment was "I relate this song the Trystan Thorne, specifically Book 2 of CoP, wanting to be the son his parents and country are proud of while being himself."

Arpeggio by Alexandro

Perfect World by Twice

The Cursed Heart

Dream A Little Dream of Me by The Mamas & The Papas

Comment was "It reminds me of how Kieran and MC often would visit each others dreams at night (book 1)."

Power Over Me by Dermot Kennedy

Without You by Ursine Vulpine

Find You by Ruelle

Die For You by Postmodern Jukebox and Tatum Langley

Young and Beautiful by Lana Del Rey

Comment was “MC thinking about their mortality and how someday they won’t be young and beautiful.”

Dirty Little Secrets

"Slut!" by Taylor Swift

Suburban Legends by Taylor Swift

The Elementalists

Hedwig's Theme by John Williams

Guinevere

Queen of Heart by Twice

Only Girl by Stephen Sanchez

Hot Couture

Choose Your Fighter by Ava Max

Immortal Desires

Boys Will Be Bugs by Cavetown

End (The Other Side) by Fit For A King

Scars & Lifelines by I Prevail

Death Is All Around by The Amity Affliction

The Death We Seek by Currents

Kindred

Still Don't Know My Name by Labrinth

In Hell I'll Be Good Company by The Dead South

Murder at Homecoming

no body, no crime by Taylor Swift

Nightbound

Songs from the Shadowhunter series: Dynasty , Hurricane, Making a Monster out of Me (Katherine McNamara) , This is the Hunt (Ruelle), Storm (Ruelle) , Bad Dream , Love to Hate You, I am Ember from Katherine McNamara , Hold On (from Chord Oversee) , Glass Slipper (Katherine McNamara) , Paralyzed (NF), Angel with a Shotgun (instead shotgun imagine crossbow) , Brother (Kodaline), Shadowhunter series Finale Song by Ruelle

Open Heart

Symphony of Skin by I The Mighty

Comment was "Romancing Bryce vibes"

Platinum

3 Minutes by Alexi Blue

Red Carpet Diaries

Why Should I? by Alexi Blue

Roommates With Benefits

You Give Love a Bad Name by Bon Jovi

The Royal Romance

Not Your Barbie Girl by Ava Max

Barbie Girl by Aqua

Loves Me Not by Kate Grahn & Will Jay

i wanna be your girlfriend by girl in red

Rules of Engagement

Hair by Little Mix

Surrender

Bad Habits by Ed Sheeran

Here's the Google form if anyone wants to take it! Thank you so much to those of you who have taken the time to do this!!!

#across the void #blades of light and shadow #the royal romance #a courtesan of rome #crimes of passion #the cursed heart #dirty little secrets #the elementalists #choices guinevere #hot couture #immortal desires #kindred choices #murder at homecoming #nightbound #open heart #platinum choices #red carpet diaries #roommates with benefits #rules of engagement #surrender choices #choices #choices: stories you play #choices game #pixelberry #choices fandom #playchoices

[captainmera]

I've been reading your Tales of Caleb Wittebane story and honestly your grasp of 1600s America makes the worldbuilding very interesting. I admire your dedication to making it as accurate as you can!

omg THANK YOU!!! :DDDDDD <333333

I've done so much research--!! I know so much about Connecticut Hartford and the witch trials, and Pequots, you don't even know half of it.

As a non-american, I never thought I'd know this much about a state's history lol. For one, Connecticut has a whole museum dedicated to the history and culture of the Pequot tribal nation! Super fascinating check it out!

I think I've consumed every documentary available on youtube twice, as well as scraped sites like Wetherfield's historical society & Hartford museum's sources and recommendations, just to get the detail snippets up.

Both Wethersfield and Hartford are very obvious inspirations for Gravesfield! Considering they have so many similar things appearing in them. I mean, just look at Hartford's founder statue lol:

I did look into the work behind the costume designs for movies like VVITCH, Salem and Sleepy Hollow, just to consume the visual knowledge of what experts had to say about it. Y'know? :D Saves me the work to listen/read what experts have to say about it!

Looking into the witch trials too (which took place before Salem) is also very interesting! Though, Gravesfield is inspired by it, so I'm allowing myself some creative freedom. Especially in regard to what "witchcraft" happens. Considering, Evelyn is a real witch and her magic has an actual system behind it.

Matthew Hopkins was a real witch finder, which I believe Jacob is referencing. But in true Disney fashion, I changed his name to Anthony instead, so it isn't a ~real~ historical figure. :P

I like history, but my area of fascination is social culture. So a lot of what I dig into is everyday life, behaviour and objects, fashion and how things are used.

It's been particularly fun to look into Woodsmen and what their actual duties/lives were like! :D And right now I'm looking more into crime and punishment. Which is also a lot of fun!

I don't save all my sources because I just write down in my notebook of what is relevant for me and the story. So I won't say I'm a 100% accurate, but I'm like... a solid 70%??? Which is good enough for me! Heheh!

idk about you fam but history immerses me creatively. Because the more I find - like little objects and what they ate, wore, things like that - it makes me grounded and I can see it so much clearer what is happening and what SHOULD happen.

Like, when Evelyn meets Mr Hopkins and Caleb keeps elbowing her to be quiet. It's not in-text, because I want the reader to be mystified with Evelyn more in that scene; But she is not supposed to talk with Mr Hopkins so frankly. And, she responds to his "how do you do" incorrectly, she answers it! You're supposed to reply the same in return "How do you do." "How do you do." Which is what Caleb did!

So she's a weirdo! :D For me, that really helps me write Evelyn clashing and standing out more. And amplifies Caleb's nervousness of her strangeness by others. He is very self-aware of social status and position. Which she is not. So he is her perfect guide! :D

:DDDDD

Sorry I'm going off on a babble here but THANK YOU FOR NOTICING. I'm very proud of it! :D

#ttoCW #tgb #tgb ask

[intriheart]

TommyInnit’s Clinic for Supervillains is a very good story and you should read it if you’re bored!

Anyways here’s art of Rewind/that universe’s Karl Jacobs

I’m really proud of this!

#dsmp fanart #dream smp #tommyinnits clinic for supervillains #karl jacobs #karl jacobs fanart

[see-the-ending]

Sleeping Next to You: Locklyle

It's here! I did it!

A/N: Very proud of the ending. Kiss scenes are hard to write. Hope y'all enjoy.

Warnings: N/A

Word Count: 1.1K

Lucy ran through the hotel, rapier in hand. She wasn’t sure what exactly had happened, but there was a gut feeling people were in trouble. Everything was dark, she could barely see a foot in front of her. A wisp of wind blew through the lofty ceiling and the stench of rotting wood filled the air. A figure lay on the ground amidst the mess of limbs spread out, a rapier inches away from its palm. “Norrie!” she screamed. 

By the time she reached her best friend, it was too late. The milky gray substance covered her eyes and her jaw was stuck open, like a scream etched on her face forever. That was it. Lucy sat there, trying to process. This couldn’t be real. She had heard of ghost locking before, but never actually seen it happen. It was unbelievable, the way Norrie was there and then all of a sudden, she wasn’t.

“No, no, no, this can’t be happening. I’ll get Mr. Jacobs, Norrie. We’ll help you.” Lucy hurried toward the exit, to find herself stumbling off the precipice at Combe Carey Hall.

Before she could plummet into whatever lay below, something grabbed her shirt, pulling her backwards and into… her bedroom?

Lucy gasped and woke up in a cold sweat, comforter kicked off and pajama shirt tight against her chest. Her bangs were sticking to her forehead and she couldn’t seem to catch her breath. Her hands felt clammy. A nightmare like that hadn’t made an appearance since she had moved into  Portland Row.

She sat up and rested her head on her knees. It was all too much. Before she could really think about what she was doing, she found herself walking down the attic stairs, unlocking the door and taking small, quiet steps across the landing. Staring at the door, before she could second guess herself or even bother to knock, she stepped inside. Sure enough, Lockwood was fast asleep on the far side of the bed, giving Lucy just enough room to get in next to him.

She walked over and laid down beside him. She gradually inched more and more under the covers, until she was covered up to her shoulders in Lockwood’s weighted blanket. Trying not to wake him up, she gently placed her hand on his chest. To her surprise, she didn’t feel any fabric. He slept shirtless. She hadn’t been prepared for that, but she lay on her side nonchalantly, looking at his peaceful face. Her heart skipped a beat. What if she woke him up? How weird would that be, waking up to see a girl’s face inches away from yours?

Lockwood blinked groggily, his eyes half open. “Luce…?”

“Hi.”

He reached his right arm over her shoulder, pulling her closer. “Come here; what’s going on?”

“Nightmares.”

“Do you want to talk about it?”

“In the morning. I think it’s too much right now.”

“That’s fine, love,” he pressed a soft kiss to her head. “Take all the time you need, I’m here if you want to talk.”

“Thanks. But we should talk about that scar.” Her finger grazed the red line across his barren chest. “How’d you get that?”

“Old wound. From years ago.”

Lucy sighed exasperatedly. “I’m too smart for that. Don’t lie to me, Lockwood. It’s obviously pretty recent.”

“In the morning, Luce. Just stay here. With me.”

A smile grew on Lucy’s face. “Alright.” She snuggled closer to him, tucking her legs in between his, wrapping her arms around his chest.

“Well, someone’s touch-starved.” Lockwood smirked.

“Stuff it, you’re not complaining.”

He stuck his tongue out at her as a retort. She just grinned back.

“So…”

“So?”

“Kiss me,” Lockwood said abruptly. “I mean, if you want to. You’re obviously not obligated to kiss me, because like, it’s totally your choice, y’know and I understand if-”

“Lockwood. Shut up.” Lucy took his chin in her hand and brought their lips together.

As a matter of fact, she kissed him multiple times after that.

Falling asleep tangled up with her best friend under the covers wasn’t exactly part of Lucy’s plan, but she wasn’t about to argue. The soft touch of Lockwood’s hand on her face, his body warmth radiating against her cool form, it comforted her. Made her feel safe in a way she hadn’t quite experienced before. In a way, Lucy really should have been more surprised at his comfort level, but she was too overcome by giddiness to think about it.

With her hand on his chest and his arm around her shoulder, the two fell asleep together, like it was the easiest thing ever.

A sharp gasp abruptly woke Lucy up. Lockwood was staring at her, wide eyed. “Did we just sleep together?”

Lucy sat up. “Okay, for starters, good morning to you too. And why do you make it sound so scandalous? We didn’t sleep with each other, we slept next to each other.”

“Wait.” he shook his head like there was something rattling about in his skull. “So I didn’t just dream this up? We actually spent the night together, under the same blanket, in the same bed?”

Lucy rolled her eyes. “How many more times do I need to explain this to you?”

“I just… I—”

“Wait,” she interrupted. “You dream about me?”

Lockwood’s eyes widened and he flushed. “Uh… no.” But his pitch raised at the end of the sentence as he tried to backtrack.

“Anthony Lockwood, you dream about me.” Lucy said with a smug smile.

He got out of bed and started pacing. “You weren’t supposed to know that.”

Lucy’s gaze softened. “Come lay back down. You’re stressing yourself out.”

“Luce—”

She smiled and patted the bed next to her. Lockwood begrudgingly walked over and tucked himself against her, so her head was on his shoulder. He nestled his head in her hair. “I’m exhausted.”

“Love, you just slept all night. Next to me. I watched you sleep. How are you still tired?”

Lockwood scratched the back of his neck. “I don’t know, but I think I need another two hours. Maybe more.”

“Well, I’m too comfortable to get out of bed, so I guess I’ll just have to stay with you then.”

“I guess so. How unfortunate,” he drawled.

Lucy grinned and planted a kiss on his lips. “So this was all an elaborate ruse to get me to sleep with you?”

“Yes… oh God, it still sounds wrong.”

“I’d sleep with you either way, Anthony Lockwood.”

The blood rushed to his face, especially up in his ears which turned a bright crimson. “It’s too early to embarrass me like this, Luce.”

“You knew what was coming when you kissed me last night.”

“Mmm… did I?”

“Shut up.”

“Gladly,” he promised as his lips collided with Lucy’s.

-

Ta-da!

tags: @aayeroace @lemonsharks @waitingforthesunrise @paysomeonetopaysomeone

#locklyle #lucy x lockwood #fanfics #lockwood and co #lockwood and lucy #lucy carlyle #anthony lockwood

[church-of-lilith]

need an episode of abbott elementary in s3 where janine is going through her self discovery journey and decides that maybe she should try dating women.

but then she thinks that sounds a little scary so maybe she should test the waters by just going to a gay bar.

but then she’s not sure if she’s allowed to do that because is that her occupying queer spaces as a ‘straight’ woman?

she asks jacob about it in the teachers lounge the next day and he talks about how it’s a complicated issue and gives her a bunch of articles and podcasts—but the idea of all that overwhelms her.

she’s feeling disheartened until melissa pulls her aside later and very nonchalantly tells her that if she wants to try going to a gay bar, they can go on saturday.

and janine is like ‘oh okay?’ and melissa is like ‘yeah dw about it, I know a guy.’ (but by guy she means the lesbian who owns the bar who she dated for a week back in the 80’s.)

so they go and have a great time, and janine doesn’t find anyone to kiss or take home but she thinks that her sexuality maybe isn’t as black and white as she previously thought.

melissa is proud of her but begs her not to mention it to jacob, because he’d never let either of them hear the end of it if he knew they’d gone without him.

ultimately we find out that ava was also at the bar that night, despite the fact they didn’t run into her.

she lets it slip in the teachers lounge on monday and jacob does indeed take great offense that he wasn’t invited.

#is this a fic? idk #maybe I’ll turn it into something #abbott elementary #janine teagues #melissa schemmenti #jacob hill #ava coleman #my writing

[jessnotfoundd]

how many kids does the boys want to have? any specific age gaps? i wanna know everything

Dream

He wanted to have two, after Dylan, your son, he begged you to please start with a baby trying so they won't be so different in age, but you decided to wait a year, and then try again because you would be super tired having to take care of Dylan and be pregnant. At least a year to get used to the parenting life. He was okay with a year.

What he didn't expect, after that year, and you got pregnant again, the very big surprise was when at one appointment, the doctor told you both that you were having twins. Istg he almost passes out there.

Sapnap

He wasn't sure how many kids he wanted to have, but after Ashley, he was sure to want another one, but he didn't want to pressure you.

But 3 years later, you tell him, you're pregnant. He's shocked. The happiest man standing on earth.

-Hope this time's a boy, so we can play basketball together.- he jokes and both of you laugh. Ashley sleeping, and you both sitting in the kitchen.

-I'm super lucky to be with you.- I lean my head to rest it on his shoulder.

-Yeah, I'm the reason these kids are gonna be the prettiest at school.- he whispers and he goes again.- We should be tagged as "the hottest people alive"- he left a kiss on your head and drinks his last bit of coke so he could throw the can.

And yes, the baby arrive, and Ashley was obsessed with her little brother. You couldn't happier. You both formed a perfect family.

George

Well, he was so happy to be a father, he wanted a girl so you tried three times, and she finally came. Aaron and Isaac were 6 and 4 when she was born. Madison was the princess of the house, and George was always telling the boys that they have to protect her at all costs. The boys would take this very seriously and would try to be with her all the time. They would be so gentle when playing with her. The British were proud of them.

-So, you're telling me, this- you point at the broken cup- was about to hurt Madison?- the two boys have their eyes on his feet.

-Okay mom, we broke it, and not, he was not gonna hurt madison, we are really sorry.- and it's there when you realized you both did a good job.

-It's okay, I was worried about you two getting hurt with the broken cup, I'm glad you're both safe, go play with your dad.- they run straight to George.

Karl

Only one, a little girl, Sarah Anne Jacobs. He was terminated because he was okay with only one, and the fact that you had a dangerous pregnancy. It was hard for him when the doctor ask him aside when labor started if in any case, who should he save, you or the baby.

He couldn't decide, both were terrible and left him shaking in the waiting area. When he saw both of you he knew it was a miracle, and he didn't want to go through that again.

Quackity

Two girls, Olivia was 4 when Victoria arrived, she was a little jealous, but he made sure to let her go that none of you would love her less just because you were gonna have another baby.

-plus, you'll have someone to dress as a princess- he says smiling.

-Uncle Karl is not gonna dress as a princess with me anymore?- she pouts and you admire how pretty she is, so like Alex.

-You'll be three then.- he pinches her little cheeks and she smirks.

Punz

A girl and a boy, Matthew was 2 when both of you got the news, Luke was happy, but he drive you crazy about he wanted to have a girl.

-If it is not a girl, well keep trying- he has you seated on his lap, Matthew just fall asleep like a minute ago.

-This is the last pregnancy ill go through.- you smirk.

-Fine.- he sounds offended.

When the baby turned out to be a girl, he was all over you, super proud of saying that he manifested it.

-You can't manifest a baby's gender- you insist.

-Then how do you explain?- he looks at you with a smirk and then his eyes are on the road again.

You just rolled your eyes and let him think he manifested the baby's genre.

Foolish

Angela was enough, he was happy with the baby girl and you, so the baby's factory was momentarily closed. Not wanting more kids.

At least for now, she's 5 months old and she's calm basically perfect.

Wilbur

Jessica was 6, Emily was 5, and Lily was 2 when you both settled down and decided to be 5 members of a family. Wilbur was in love with her three girls. Four actually.

Tommy was proud of both of you and he was the funny uncle the girls would run every time you say no to something they asked.

#dream mcyt #dreamwastaken #wilbur x reader #dream x reader #quackity x reader #wilbur soot x reader #punz x reader #mcyt #mcyt imagine #mcyt x reader #wilbur mcyt #cc: sapnap #sapnap x reader #karl #karl jacobs x reader #punz x y/n #dad!smp #sapnap #dreamsmp #quackity x y/n #quackity #foolish mcyt #dad!quackity #dad!dream #dad!sapnap #dad!karl #dad!wilbur #dad!punz #dad!george #dad!foolish

[cupidjyu]

kiss me under the mistletoe!

(hyung line) what happens when there’s a mistletoe above the both of you

genre: this is literally so cliche, fluff, kissing ofc, shyness notes: so this was my christmas idea!!! btw, if you don’t already know, the tradition is that when there’s a mistletoe above you, you have to kiss the person that’s also under it. i just thought the idea was really cute and i hope you like it! its the first day of December!!!! also, if u don't celebrate Christmas, its totally fine :D just think of it as a great excuse to mwah mwah kiss word count: 1.1k

sangyeon

“are you busy?”

you felt a strong arm wrap around your waist, bringing your body close to his chest. you were just organizing the christmas gifts, getting ready to give them to your friends and family. 

you patted one of the gifts and melted into his incredibly warm touch. 

“i just finished, why?” you answered, your back still facing him as he continued to hug you tightly.

without a word, only a mischievous chuckle, he began to shuffle the both of you to another part of the room. you made multiple confused noises as he continued to drag you in such an awkward position. the doorway was where you ended up.

finally, he let you go. you turned around, giving him a weird look.

“sangyeon, wh-”

but then he interrupted you with an oddly loud voice. 

“oh! would you look at that!” he pointed up. skeptical, you looked, and there it was. a mistletoe that was hung, hovering over both of you. it must have been recently since it wasn’t there earlier in the day.

you snorted, feeling a bit flushed. you knew very well that he had put it up himself.

“really?” you eyed him, knowingly.

“really,” he nodded, looking incredibly proud of himself.

you shrugged and then leaned forward, waiting for him to kiss you.

he giggled and brought you closer with a smile. then, he closed the distance, giving you a longer kiss than the ones you usually share, his hand gently reaching up to cup your cheek.

“you planned this didn’t you?”

he only grinned in response. you laughed as he brought you back in by the waist, kissing you once more.

jacob

“y/n?” you looked up at the sound of your name being called from another room. “i need your help with something!”

you put down the christmas lights that you were just hanging up. you walked over to the bedroom where he was supposedly, adding decorations as well.

you paused when you noticed that he’s simply standing at the doorway. 

“so, i don’t know where i should put this-”

you interrupted him with loud laughter. he stared at you startled. but he also looked so incredibly fond, since he always liked when you were happy.

“why, what happened?” he questioned, his eyes wide and innocent.

you glanced at the mistletoe hanging right above the both of you.

“jacob, my love,” you pinched his cheek. “was this your intention all along?”

he only stared at you confused. but then, he looked up and he practically jumped at the sight of it. it seems that he really didn’t know it was there. he stared back down at you, looking incredibly flustered. his cheeks and even his ears were red.

“wha- no,” he shook his head, hurriedly. “i- i didn’t even notice! i think sunwoo put it there…”

you had to hold back your giggle as you stared at him with sparkly eyes. he looked so cute.

he continued to try to explain himself, in an utter panic, rambling on and on. 

"see- because i invited him in earlier so, i think..."

so instead, you took matters in your own hands and grabbed him by the collar. you brought him down into a kiss, your hand sneaking around his neck. he let out a surprised squeak at your actions.

when you moved away, the only thing he could muster was a simple, “wow.” he looked at you, dazed and breathless. and then he pulled you back in again, a widening smile on his lips.

younghoon

“oh y/nnnnnnnn!” you could hear your boyfriend singing your name from down the hallway. 

you were currently getting ready for a party, all dressed up and ready to go. you were just about to add your finishing touches when younghoon practically burst into the room, looking incredibly excited and mischievous. 

“hm?” you looked at him. he had one hand hidden behind his back. 

he smiled, cutely. “look.” he brought his hand out, and there was a mistletoe held in his hand. he stepped closer, and with his tall height, he easily brought it up over you.

you paused, only staring at him with unfazed eyes.

“really? right now?” you eyed him skeptically.

he looked at you firmly, “yes.”

“but-”

“you look lovely tonight,” he dropped the mistletoe on the ground. instead, he chose to wrap his arms around you, swaying you slowly side to side and you couldn’t help but melt into his touch, the christmas music in the background only adding to the atmosphere. 

“could’ve just asked for a kiss,” you grumbled. but you could feel your face start to warm at his blunt compliment and his cheesy way to ask for a kiss.

“no,” he pecked your cheek. “this is more fun,” he whispered. 

and then he leaned down, bringing your lips to his. your heart felt like it would explode as he placed his hand gently on your hip, still swaying.

hyunjae

“y/n.”

you were busy, setting up all the plates and cups for the grand dinner that the two of you had planned with each of your friends. it was all coming together, the multiple pops of Christmas colors on the table sparkling like a diamond. 

you turned around and marveled at how he was dressed, a simple dress shirt accentuating his shoulders.

you see his arm move in the corner of your eye and suddenly there’s a shadow blocking the light on the ceiling. a mistletoe. he’s holding up a mistletoe.

you huffed, feeling your ears warm up as you immediately avoided eye contact with him.

“no…” you complained. “hyunjae, it belongs over there-”

you try to reach up and grab it, about to put it in its rightful place. but then again, hyunjae is a tall person. you struggle and struggle to even get a slight grasp on it but he just keeps on holding it up even higher, out of your reach.

all of a sudden, you stumbled over your own feet. but of course, you were cushioned by a certain man’s chest, your arms instinctively wounding around him.

you stayed there frozen, feeling even hotter than before.

you cleared your throat, trying to back away.

“sorry-” but you were stopped because you felt a hand on the small of your back. you looked up shyly.

“hey there,” he smiled, his eyes twinkling as he craned his neck to look down at you.

you couldn’t even get a word in because he immediately threw the mistletoe behind him and brought you closer, against his chest. you let out a giggle as he leaned forward and kissed you passionately.

“you’re annoying,” you said after.

“all for you,” he cheekily smiled.

#the boyz fluff #the boyz imagines #the boyz reactions #the boyz x reader #tbz fluff #sangyeon x reader #sangyeon fluff #jacob bae x reader #jacob bae fluff #younghoon x reader #younghoon fluff #hyunjae fluff #hyunjae x reader #imagines 💞

[casual-tarot]

Closure on Your Situation

A song to listen to during this reading: Jacob and the Stone by Emile Mosseri

Pile 1

I'm hearing "burning briges." I think there's someone that was once very important to you that your cutting your of your life. Spirit is telling me that this had to happen, it was an inevitable change that was always going to be part of your journey. It's an ending that was always going to come, that was necessary, and that's ok. Good things will be coming.

Maybe that's what you needed to here, that this time in your life, as heartbreaking as it is, is making room for something new, better, to come in. Maybe you'll get a new job offer, or a raise/promotion, maybe you will meet someone new. No matter your situation, something good is coming, and you should be excited.

This person that you cut out from your life likely didn't have the best intentions, or maybe they just weren't right for this part of your journey. They needed to leave to make room for new things, or so universe could teach you some sort of lesson. Not in a malicious sort of way, I myself lost a friend recently, and I realized it was spirit's way of telling me that I needed to set firmer boundaries, which would in turn lead something new into my life(we share similar stories, maybe you needed hear mine, and thats why I was called to tell you.)

Either way pile 1, keep strong! Keep going! It's going to get better, bright things are on the horizon, remember that. You're likely still learning spirits lesson right now, if you need more clarification I recommend looking into other readings. Whatever it is, spirit is proud of you because you're growing! I hope this helped.

Confirmation and signs: taurus, Gemini, Neptune, trident, Virgo, Leo, water, fire, water and fire together(complimentary and opposed), opposites, opposing sides, north node, moon, 1, 11, 111, 1111, 7, 77, 777, 8, 88, 3, 33, 6

(Note: I completely forgot what image pile 1 was when doing this reading, so it makes even more sense now lol.)

Pile 2

I'm getting the vibe that you're leaving something behind, and that it's scaring you. Maybe you've decided to leave a job or a partner or maybe you've decided to move. No matter what it is, I think the thing scaring you is that the people in your life won't approve. Whatever you're leaving is likely "safe" in the sense that yes its easy, but it doesn't make you happy. Maybe you yourself are doubting your choices because of that same reason. Safe doesn't always mean good. Now I'm not saying to go and do anything too drastic, but sometimes being impulsive can be a good thing.

For example I have a friend that decided to leave our hometown and go live a couple cities over, even though her friends and family all mostly live over here. She seems happier then ever with her decision, and free. And we still get to see her whenever shes free(if thats something you're worried about, leaving your loved ones behind). Another, smaller example is that I had impulsively decided to cut my hair, despite knowing my old haircut made me look "prettier" and knowing I'd have to deal with my families reactions. I don't regret it, I love my hair now, it finally makes me feel comfortable in my own skin.

Excuse the rambling lol, I just felt called to tell you that, maybe you needed proof that it's all going to be ok. You need to do what makes you happy, not anybody else. You're the one who has to live with it after all. I choose the thing that makes you smile. I hope you get to be happy and confident in your choices like we were, pile 2. I'm rooting for you.

Confirmation and signs: losing or leaving a job, 111, Taurus, Virgo, Capricorn, Leo, Aries, Sagittarius, 333, 666, 888, 777, earth, pentacles, money, finances, financial gain or loss, fire, creativity, passion, wands, venus, Fertility, femininity, accepting yourself, confidence, venus in furs, loving yourself, sensuality, sexuality, Pluto, rebirth, transformation, coming into your own, caterpillar-cocoon-butterfly, change, the moons, Cresent moon, first quarter moon, taking action, controlling your own destiny/fate

(Note: While editing this, I realized I referred to you as pile 3 a couple times, maybe you felt drawn to that pile as well! Go check it out if you feel called to.)

Pile 3

(It's 11:11 as I write this)

You seem to be feeling extremely guilty about something, maybe leaving a situation or person behind. It could be quitting a job or getting out of a toxic friendship, either way you feel selfish and not worthy. I'm getting the feeling that you think this is all your fault, blaming yourself for everything. You don't even feel safe in your own head at night when you need to rest, where you feel like you should be able to sleep it off. Your plagued with thoughts of what you did "wrong" here.

Let me tell you something pile 3, you didn't do anything "wrong" here. Whatever this is that's plaguing your thought, it's not your fault. Whatever situation you left, you left for a good reason. It was no longer serving you and/or was actively hurting you.

I feel called to tell you a story from my own life. Recently, I lost a very close friend of mine. We suddenly grew apart and I was plagued with doubts, wondering if I had done something wrong, if it was my fault. It's been months since I left them and cut them out of my life, and now I realize it was them. They suddenly pulled away and made it so I felt guilty about it, made it seem like it was my fault. It wasn't, they were just being cruel, even though I don't think they intended to. But I needed that to happen, I needed to realize they were a toxic person in my life and to be free of them. Now I feel better then ever, and I feel bad for the past me, who thought it was all my fault. I felt so alone. I fell into a deep depression and wouldn't tell anyone what was going on until I had cut that person out. But I'm glad it went through it, because it made me better for it, it made life better for me.

And if, IF, for whatever reason, you think you did make a mistake, no if's and's or but's, then that's ok too. We are human. We make mistakes sometimes. It's ok. We can grow from that too.

I'm sorry you're going through whatever it is you're going through pile 3, but know that it's not your fault, and you didn't make a mistake. It's ok. You're growing, and that means change. It means growing pains. It means leaving things behind. You will get through this pile 3, even if it takes some time. You will become better from this. This isn't your fault.

Confirmation and signs: fall/autumn, winter, change, end, snow, falling leaves, changing leaves, grey skies and cloudy weather, Aries, cancer, Sagittarius, Libra, 333, 666, 444, 1111, 999, earth, pentacles, stars, stars in the night sky, twinkling/sparkling stars, crying, rain, creativity, sickness, bed rest, hospital, rivers and creeks, forests, fire and flames, passion, hope, it'll all get better, it'll all be ok, the moon, the night, the night sky, The moons spirit, the moon Goddess, New moon(that made me emotional lol), change, venus, accepting yourself, inner peace, Jupiter, fate/destiny, this was meant to happen, it will all come to fruition soon, it will all come to an end soon, don't blame yourself, change is coming,gifts from the universe, unexpected gifts, gifts disguised and tragedies.

(Note: I feel like you may have been called to pile 1, if so check that one out too.)

#hi im back lol #cant promise I wont disappear again lol sorryyyyy #tarot reading #tarot #intuition #witchblr #free tarot reading #tarot pac #tarot pick a card #tarot pick a pile #tarot tumblr #tarot tuesday #because i messed up and had to repost this #and i originally posted it on Tuesday lol #casual tarot reading

[warriormale]

hey warriormale, while I feel very inspired by your page, as a guy with ankylosing spondylitis who can't physically Do a lot of things I feel I should be able to in the prime of my youth, I was wondering if you had any advice for Men who simply... cannot live up to this. And who might be feeling very down about that fact

Hi Jacob and thanks for the message. I actually get this question often from Men and Women who have serious illnesses or disabilities. People like you with debilitating illness fight this disease every day. Every day. And we fighters can learn many things from Men like you who are so persistent and courageous, plowing forward and trying to live a regular life that is difficult. I want you to realize that you don't have to go to a fight gym to fight. You're already fighting this terrible disease and all of us in the fight community are very proud of your courage and ultimately your Warrior Worth which is measured by fight skills, a trained body that fights the foe and Moral Virtues which you have earned so valiantly. You clearly have all three.

WarriorMale

[charmquarkstrangequark]

Lucy Carlyle: Impact of her Early Life

As part of the general Lockwood & Co Brainrot that I suffer from, I spend a lot of time thinking about the characters, their motivations, and what they words and actions reveal about themselves, and have been wanting to make some posts about their characterization. Disclaimer: I have exactly zero qualifications to make these assumptions.

Obviously, Book!Lucy and Show!Lucy have some differences. I think Book!Lucy keeps a lot more to herself, but as she's the narrator, we get to know what she's thinking from the inside. Also, there's been some discussion about whether Lucy is an "unreliable narrator" (I have even referred to her that way myself), but it may be more due to how our perception of events is colored by our own emotions and memories. Lucy is, I think, big on self-denial, at least when it comes to admitting her emotions and weaknesses to herself and others. She often relates events that must have had a deep influence on her persona without outright stating how these events shaped her. This is directly due to her early life and experiences.

So what do we know about her early life? She was born to a working class family in a small town in North England ("slate roofs and stone walls"), and Lucy mentions she never remembers her father (who died when she was 6) ever calling her by name. Imagine your parent never actually saying your name; how insignificant would you feel? Both Lucy's parents in the books were big on physical punishment for her and her 6 older sisters; other than punishing them, the girls were mostly ignored. Lucy mentions that her Talent first became known to others when she was 6 years old (incidentally the same age at which Lockwood's appeared), although she later says she can remember hearing voices whispering in the streets after curfew as a "kid in my crib". Her mother waited impatiently until she was 8, old enough to be pulled out of school and employed at Jacobs & Co. Again, her only value is as a source of income.

Book!Lucy was proud to be an agent, but it seems her employer, Jacobs, should not have held the position he did. He was, apparently, the only researcher in his Agency, and he did a piss poor job of it judging by the number of child agents who die on his watch. However, even he could see Lucy's extraordinary Talent, and she is promoted twice as fast her peers, achieving her third grade by age 11. This doesn't, however, seem to add to her self-esteem in any appreciable way. She obviously cared deeply for her fellow agents; she describes spending all of her free time with them and rarely seeing her family. Their loss would have to have affected her deeply. But after listing their names, she says, simply, "They're all dead now."

She characterizes herself as unattractive (a clear departure from Show!Lucy played by the undeniably gorgeous Ruby Stokes). Lucy mentions, "as my mother once said, "Prettiness wasn't my profession." She also states that she was quick on her feet but not especially skilled with a rapier. It may be possible that Lucy is prettier than she realizes, or that she has charisma or grows into her looks; she certainly catches the attention of her subsequent employer, Lockwood.

So how does her childhood experience shape Lucy? She underestimates herself and her skills. She sees mostly her own weaknesses and deficiencies. This shouldn't be unexpected when she has grown up with no one who values her for anything except a powerful Talent and a possible source of income. Her self-doubt causes her to be critical of others, looking to see if they are better than how she perceives herself, or if she is the stronger candidate in any area. Being rejected by her father and mother as a young child, and by six agencies in seven days upon arriving in London can't help. She also has a deep desire to be loved and valued (who wouldn't?). As she's only around 13 when she sneaks away from home to go to London, I think her reactions and insecurities are very believable.

Lucy is an exceptional Listener; even she is willing to admit that. It means that she lives in a strange kind of reality, always responding to a wealth of input that isn't readily available to anyone else. But she doubts her own ability to make the right choice based on the information she has. She blames herself for not picking up anything concrete to prevent the deaths of her teammates at Wythburn Mill.

She describes herself as taking orders well and working well as part of a team, but this really underscores her doubts in her ability to choose correctly in dangerous situations. Even her initial outburst with George is fueled by embarrassment rather than self-confidence. Early in the books, she is reluctant to challenge Lockwood on anything in the field, and unable to see where others respect or admire her. These insecurities will cause her to raise Lockwood up on a pedestal and look down on George. Perhaps she sees in George aspects of herself she doesn't like, or prefers Lockwood's aloof treatment of difficult subjects over George's razor sharp wit and perceptiveness.

She's a complex and relatable character, both brave in battle and insecure in her relationships. She desperately wants love and acceptance, but can't offer either to herself. She's only sure of her Talent, and because of this, is drawn to cross the veil of life to engage and empathize with the dead rather than take the risk of fully immersing herself in life. These traits will fuel her exponential growth in her abilities, but also put herself and those she loves at risk, until she is able to finally accept herself for who she is: strong, weak, brave, Talented, perceptive, afraid and also very capable, loving, and loveable, and loved.

#lockwood & co #lockwood and co #lucy carlyle #ruby stokes #anthony lockwood #george karim #l&co character analysis #renew lockwood and co #Of course I had to start with my girl Lucy #This girl is so amazing she has her own shade of blue

[lulu2992]

Hey there!

After reading your great insight on what to keep in mind when, say, writing the Seed brothers in fanfiction, I was wondering if you wanted to cap things off on what to keep in mind when writing Faith?

You don’t have to do it immediately, just when you have the time.

Hi! Sure, let’s conclude this “series” with the last member of the family, Faith Seed :)

First, while she’s referred to as a/the Siren by Dutch, a couple of NPCs, and in promotional material, this isn’t her official title in the Project. And as you probably know, Faith Seed’s real name is actually Rachel. However, unlike what the Far Cry Wiki claims, I’m quite certain her full name was never Rachel Jessop. Unfortunately, the biography on her Wiki page is partly made up and based on that incorrect assumption, so I really don’t recommend trusting it. This advice goes for all Far Cry characters, and I don’t think the Far Cry 6 Season Pass is a good reference, either, since the DLCs were written with the help of the Wiki.

In Far Cry 5, in addition to the story cutscenes, she has three sermons (here, here, and here), four answering machine messages (here, here, here, and here), and can also be randomly encountered in the Henbane River region as a “specter” (term used in the files). When she appears, she either hums the song “Oh The Bliss” (here and here) or talks to the Deputy. I think what she says really is worth listening to and adds a lot to her character. @teamhawkeye has done a tremendous job recording and compiling all her appearances in 9 videos (1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9)! As for Marshal Burke’s “apology video”, in which Faith also appears, it’s here.

I wrote a summary of what other characters say about her here (masterpost here), and all the NPCs’ comments about the Seed family are available here and here.

Faith isn’t in Far Cry Arcade and doesn’t have the same “combat lines” as most other characters, but you can still listen to everything she says during the final fight against her here.

Her deleted lines are here, and she has even more here. Most of them probably aren’t relevant anymore, but they’re still interesting and make me wonder what they originally had in mind for the character!

If I’m not mistaken, there’s only one note in Far Cry 5 written by Faith: the “Note for Tracey” (Hope County Jail). The note “A Confession” (Throne of Mercy Church) was also written by “Faith”, but it seems to me the author is one of Rachel’s predecessors.

Indeed, in-game evidence indicates Rachel wasn’t the first woman who took on the role of Faith Seed. There were at least two others before her, Lana and Selena, but we barely know anything about them or why they were replaced. Two letters, written by people who knew and loved them, can be found in the game in the Horned Serpent Cave and the King’s Hot Springs Hotel, but that’s pretty much it.

There was another note written by Faith, apparently cut from the game but still available in oasisstrings. It was supposed to be in her bunker, Faith’s Gate:

To my guardians, Because we have each other, we are already strong. But when the Collapse comes, this gate will need to be the heart of our strength. Guard it with your lives, knowing that any sacrifice you make will be for the future of humanity's greatest ideals and dreams. Jacob and Joseph have chosen you to guard this gate. You should be very proud. I know you serve me with love, but never forget that this will be your home, too. If you falter from this purpose, remember the bliss is there for you. With love, Faith

It’s worth noting that, in the game’s files, Faith (or the Henbane River) is sometimes referred to as “Selena Seed”. To me, this suggests that her identity and her backstory went through many changes during the development of Far Cry 5, and that might explain at least some of the grey areas surrounding the character.

Since she isn’t the Seed brothers’ biological sister and they weren’t raised together, The Book of Joseph doesn’t give a lot of information about her life before Eden’s Gate aside from what the game already tells us: she was a broken person, addicted to drugs, and was “adopted” by Joseph as his sister and Herald. When she joined the cult, since drugs are forbidden by the rules, she first had to overcome her addiction, and the book says she succeeded with the help of scopolamine (basically Bliss). It’s also explained she then worked with a geneticist named Peter, probably on developing Bliss. That said, in the game, he’s never mentioned, cultists never use the word “scopolamine” (always “Bliss”), and nothing clearly indicates it can be or has ever been used as a substitution treatment, so I’m not sure what’s still canonical...

Faith also appears in the short film Inside Eden’s Gate (not entirely canon to me but still good) where she’s played by Mackenzie “Kenz” Lawrén Johnson. I must admit Faith is my favorite Herald in the film; I really like Kenz Lawrén’s interpretation as well as her opinion on the character, which she gave in this interview!

Weirdly, Faith has often been referred to as the “half-sister” by the game’s main writers (such as here or here) even though she isn’t related to the Seed family in the game. It’s possible that she used to be but that was changed at some point. According to the Lead Writer, “Maybe she isn’t liked by the other two brothers as she didn’t grow up with them” (which is hinted at by NPCs and John himself in Far Cry 5). In a now-deleted interview for GameCrate, he also described her as “more of an outsider” and “probably the most fervent believer in Joseph”.

Greg Bryk, who co-created and played the Father, said he believed he needed Faith because “the maternal aspect of the feminine energy is missing” in his life even though it’s something “essential for Joseph to have”. He thinks there have been several Faiths because “when [Joseph] would lose faith, [he] would find another Faith.” And according to him, “she doesn’t need to have a specific energy because there’s something of an essence that [he needs] as opposed to a person”, and she almost has a “mother earth energy”.

While she does give a bit of information about her past life as Rachel in the game, saying she was “ostracized by her community”, “bullied by friends”, “abused by her family”, and “wanted to die”, it’s not always easy to know what’s true and what’s not when it comes to Faith because she’s known for being a master manipulator; lying is canonically part of her modus operandi. In a way, because Faith Seed is a role, I would say she’s also always performing. Unlike what a few NPCs claim, I don’t think that means she never tells the truth, but she’s still undoubtedly “very skilled at twisting the facts and turning any situation to her advantage”, as the game’s Narrative Director put it.

Although the details are unclear, I believe it’s true Rachel was “lost” and “broken” before she arrived in Hope County and joined the Project. It’s also true that, as Faith Seed, she’s now powerful, dangerous, and not innocent anymore, as her former best friend Tracey Lader, who knows her very well and witnessed her transformation (but was unable to stop it), warns the Deputy. I neither mean nor think the situation Faith is in is normal, healthy, or the best thing that could have happened to her, but I do think saying she’s unhappy with it, helpless, in danger, or that she only wishes she could run away from the cult really is a misunderstanding of the character. Faith knows what she’s doing, and she’s very good at doing it. To me, she’s the most powerful Herald.

Since the lore is a bit inconsistent, we’re not entirely sure how the Bliss works and who created it, but we know it’s an almost magical, hallucinogenic and pacifying drug made from “bliss flowers” (heavily inspired by Datura stramonium) that Faith is immune to, can control, and uses to brainwash people. “The Bliss” is also a place, but once again, the details are unclear. It could be her bunker, or maybe just a distorted version of reality that individuals who are exposed to the drug “live” in. Wherever or whatever it is, most people never truly come back from it or fully break free from Faith’s influence, as seen with the Marshal in the game…

In the Project, Faith’s role is to lure (hence the nickname “Siren”) people into the cult and convince them to follow the Father, often with the help of Bliss. If they keep resisting or are “too full of fear and doubt”, high doses of the drug can be administered to them and turn them into Angels, who are comparable to zombies according to some characters. Bliss irreversibly damages people’s brains, and those who become Angels unfortunately can never be saved. Faith and her followers seem to think they’re beautiful creations because they’re faithful to the Project and unable to sin. It seems she has the power to control them (at least partly), and the cult doesn’t hesitate to use them as “shock troops” or “slave labor and beasts of burden”, as NPCs say. They’re indeed very docile and resistant... as well as hard to kill.

Again, there are some discrepancies regarding what happens to potential converts in the Henbane River region, but it seems people first have to walk along the Pilgrimage path and, at the end of it, take a literal leap of faith from the statue of Joseph, just like Faith explains she did (even though whether or not the statue already existed at the time is a bit uncertain). As unbelievable as it sounds, NPCs confirm it’s entirely possible to survive the leap. After walking the Path, some pilgrims become Angels, some simply join the Project, and others don’t survive, either because they don’t make it to the end or die when they jump (maybe because their faith isn’t strong enough, I’m not sure how that works).

In the Family, Faith can be described as “the favorite child” (and I think that makes John jealous), who saw Joseph as her savior when they met and wants others to experience the same feeling, by force if necessary. Just like her brothers, she basically weaponizes her trauma and makes people relive a sublimated version of her life story: she targets the most vulnerable individuals, gives them drugs to ease their torment, and sometimes takes their minds away from them. Even though Faith is fully capable of thinking for herself, isn’t mind-controlled, was a drug user before she joined the Project (not after), and left her old self Rachel “in the darkness” willingly to be reborn as Faith Seed, she still became a new person for the Father and expects the same from anyone she converts, even if that means she has to completely brainwash them.

In conclusion, we don’t really know much about Rachel and her backstory, simply that she was broken, saw Eden’s Gate as a chance to start anew, and happily took it. Since she was young, desperate, and therefore suggestible when she met Joseph, one can wonder if Faith is simply a manipulated, brainwashed victim; a poor, helpless soul devoured by a cult. But although that situation is far from ideal or normal, she and other characters confirm that she too has teeth, and she doesn’t hesitate to use them. Rachel should theoretically just have been a victim, but as Faith Seed, she’s transcended this status. She’s found purpose, power, and is committed to her beliefs. Not everyone in Hope County precisely knows who she is, but now, she does. She’s a multifaceted mystery whom people tend to underestimate, and it’s something she likes to cultivate because that’s how she gets them. She’s a Siren, but in my opinion, also a Phoenix, who was consumed completely and rose up from her own ashes to be born again. Rachel was broken, but Faith is strong. Rachel lost herself, but Faith was found. Rachel was nothing; Faith can be anything.

#I was expecting this hehe #that still took more than a week because life has been busy :’) #far cry 5 #faith seed #rachel not jessop #we’ve been fooled! #the wiki strikes again! #far cry 5 spoilers #I realize the phoenix comparison also works if you consider all the faiths #‘faith seed’ has already died and been born again as a new person #I mean literally a new person

[sanaxo-o]

Rainy Days (Jacob Bae)

|| Inspired By Taehyungs song Rainy Days||

Warnings: angst, fluff, a happy ending folks, kind of like ex 2 lovers (THEY WERE ON A BREAK), mentions of kissing

Sana: hello (awful British accent) my very first Jacob fic and me is very very proud of it because I like it very much for the very first time. Yes. Your girly is proud proud. I don’t even care if it does not reach a lot of audience because I am just very happy and proud to write for Jacob ❤️‍🩹

Word count: 1,637

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🎵Rainy Days, I’m thinking ‘bout you

What to say, wish I knew how to🎵

Tossing and turning on his lone bed the young man continued to stare out of his bedroom window in wonder while he watched the rain drops pour on the glass.

Slow music playing in the background the lone boy continued to be in his own bubble of loneliness. In thoughts he constantly checked his phone to see if he at least got a small text from her. But nothing. He got nothing in return.

He could not clearly remember the reason for a break you both had in your relationship. He wondered back to the time when he had that conversation with you. It was pouring that time just like now. But that was the only sad moment he had with you when it was raining.

—x—

Flashback

“Jacob..maybe we should take a break,” you said slowly as you stared down at the table. Too afraid to look in the eyes of your lover who you still loved dearly. You knew you would feel bad if you would look at him.

“Wh..what?” You closed your eyes in guilt when you heard his voice break “Why? Everything’s fine. Then..why?” You could see a lone tear drop fall on the table. Slowly looking up you managed to stay calm somehow.

“It’s just…there’s too much going on. My work has been piling up. I am not able to give any time to you. I think…it’s best if we take a break for now and pay more attention on our life’s. I love you Jacob but right now…I want my job to be steady before anything else. I am sorry..” staring up in his eyes you could feel your eyes well with tears. You leaned back a little in your seat and took a deep breath in.

“I am sorry. I feel like…I just need a break from our relationship..” you could feel your voice shake while saying that. Standing up you stormed out of the place to afraid that you will cave and feel guilty when you hear Jacob speak.

End of flashback

—x—

Sighing Jacob abruptly stood up from his bed and walked towards the fridge. Opening it he sighed in disbelief when he saw that there was nothing in there.

Lazily walking back to his bed he sat down and grabbed his phone, opening his message his fingers automatically clicked on her profile

💬 Love 🫶

Hey…

Contemplating on whether to send the text or not Jacob threw his phone beside him and grabbed his head in frustration.

He knew that he should not be afraid to text her. I mean you can still talk to her even if you’re on a break, right? There’s nothing wrong in that. There should not be anything wrong in that.

He could remember all the hurtful words you said to him that day. It was still clear to him how hurt he was, how he barely slept for the first few weeks while reminiscing about your past, how he was the one who made you laugh in the hard time but still you left him hanging like that. But no matter what, Jacob still found himself only thinking about the good memories. The memories in which you both were laughing, while being in each other’s embrace.

He still remembers that one rainy day where you had caught cold because of the sudden whether change, but he was the only one who was there with you by your side, to take care of you.

🎵On rainy days, I’m thinking ‘bout you

What to say, wish I knew how to🎵

It was rainy days like these he thought the most about you. Walking towards the windows Jacob stood there and looked outside. The sky was dark. The rain still pouring on the ground. The sound of thunder coming from time to time. There were still people who were going on with their lives despite the rain. Why couldn’t he do the same?? Why couldn’t he stop thinking about you?

—x—

Flashback

“Is this how you make the batter?” You heard Jacob ask you from distance. Looking up from the recipe you were reading you walked towards him and stared at the batter which he was mixing.

“I..I don’t know. Is the batter supposed to look like dough?” You ask him another question as you stare up at him.

“I have never made this before. How would I know?” Jacob stared at you back. Shrugging you told Jacob to continue mixing it.

“If it tastes good then that’s all that matters,” you say as your gaze goes to the window. Gasping in delight you shook Jacob’s shoulder and dragged him towards the window.

“Look! It’s raining! Doesn’t it look so pretty?” You say with delight, huge smile spread across your face. “Your apartment gives such a great view when it rains.” You say with excitement. Agreeing with you Jacob dragged you in the kitchen with him.

“Help me figure this out. Why is the batter so runny?” Jacob asked “Should I add more flour?” He said in a questioning tone as he grabbed the bag of flour and started pouring it into the batter without any thought.

“Jacob no-” you stopped talking when you realised that you had knocked the bag out of his hand in panic. By then the flour was everywhere. Looking up at Jacob you widened your eyes when you saw his face being fully covered by flour.

“I am so sorry. I did not mean to..” you mumble as you grab more of the flour which was on the counter and poured it on his head. Laughing you noticed how Jacob just stood there as he tried to process the whole situation. Looking around the kitchen Jacob finally spoke up again. “The kitchen’s a mess, love,” Jacob said softly. Laughing you looked at the kitchen in wonder. From your peripheral vision you noticed Jacob grabbing some of the flour. Before you could react he had already smeared all of the flour on your face. Laughing Jacob pulled you closer to him and stared you in the eye

“How do you still manage to look so beautiful with all that flour on your face?” Jacob said softly as he grabbed your chin and kissed your lip’s gently. Giggling in the kiss you looked at him lovingly when he pulled away.

“I could ask you the same question. How do you manage to look so handsome but look like a dork at the same time?” You said with a smile as you ruffled his hair which made some of he flour fall off.

End of flashback

—x—

Wiping the lone tear he grabbed his phone

🎵Remember how I used to

Make you laugh the most?🎵

💬 Love 🫶

Let me make up for all the time we lost. Please don’t tell me it’s over. Can we start over?

Sending the text Jacob threw his phone beside him as he started biting his nails in nervousness.

Taking his phone back in his grasp Jacob contemplated on whether to delete the message or not when he heard his phone ting.

💬 Love 🫶

Can I come over?

It felt like his world stopped for a second when he saw your reply. With shaky hands he typed out a sure as he started pacing back and forth in the apartment.

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Stoping in his tracks Jacob took a deep breath in before he went to open the door. Seeing you stand there, beautiful as always he could feel how he stopped breathing.

Letting you in Jacob closed the door gently.

“How..how are you doing?” You asked softly as you sat down on his bed, which was quite messy but you did not seem to pay any mind to that which Jacob was glad for.

“Okay..I guess? I don’t know. It’s just..it does not feel the same without you around.” Jacob admitted softly as he stared everywhere but at you.

“Jacob..I also missed you. A lot to be fair. You don’t know how much I regretted saying that we should take a break. It was a stupid decision I made. Maybe it was the work load but I won’t blame it on that when I know that I gave that a lot of thought.” Jacob looked up when he heard you say that. He could feel his heart beat again.

“You don’t know how much I missed you, your touch, your kisses, your smile, i missed everything..” Jacob said as he walked towards you and picked you up in his arms.

“You don’t have to anymore. I am here now in your arms again.” You said as you kissed his cheek softly with a smile on your face.

“I am glad we found our way back to each other on a rainy day like this.” Jacob whispered in your ear as he walked towards the kitchen with you still in his arms.

“I am glad. I should have known better that no matter what you would always be there for me. I am sorry for being so stupid on the past.” You told him in a quite voice.

“It’s okay. I understand, work must have been hard and stressful. You don’t have to apologise love. And stupid or not, I would love you no matter what, love” Jacob replied as he leaned down and kissed your forehead, coming down he kissed both of your cheeks. Smiling in middle Jacob kissed your chin.

Pulling away Jacob grinned at you, leaning back in he finally attached his lips on yours. Grabbing the small of your waist he pulled you closer to his body. Your body heat keeping you warm in the chilly rainy day.

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