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𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍 𝐈𝐍 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒

𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐒 🍁

𝗧𝗵𝗲𝘀𝗲 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝗦𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗲𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘀 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗳𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗶𝗻 𝗖𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗼𝘀𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘀. 𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗼𝗳 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘀𝗲 𝗯𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀, 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘀𝗲 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗼𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲

𝗛𝗼𝘄 𝘁𝗼 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝗖𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗼𝘀𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘀 -> 📔

𝗞𝗲𝘆🔑: 𝗣𝗼𝘀𝗶𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗲/𝗡𝗲𝘂𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗹 𝗧𝗿𝗮𝗶𝘁𝘀-○ 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗻𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗧𝗿𝗮𝗶𝘁𝘀-○

𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝟏𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞

○ Indicates a long term relationship/friendship - This is because Saturn rules over longevity/old age and the 1st house in Composite rules over the relationship/friendship as a whole

○ Indicates age difference sometimes - Saturn rules over old age which can mean one person is older than the other, often by more than 4 years

○ Your bring out the more responsible, mature, and stable sides of one another - Saturn rules over maturity, responsibility, and stability

○ You will teach each other a lot of challenging lessons about navigating life - Saturn rules over challenging lessons and one of the things the 1st house rules over is outlook on life

○ You have a karmic connection and lots of karmic lessons to work through together - Saturn rules over karma/karmic lessons

○ It can indicate encountering lots of challenges in your relationship/friendship - Saturn rules over challenges/struggles

𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝟐𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞

○ Realistic approach to financial challenges and good at saving money together - Saturn rules over both challenges and restriction. The 2nd house rules over finances

○ You provide each other lots of emotional security - The 2nd house rules over emotional security and Saturn rules over consistency

○ Lots of stability in your relationship/friendship - Both the 2nd house and Saturn rules over stability

○ It could indicate not being giving enough to each other - Saturn rules over lack and one of the things the 2nd house rules over is giving/receiving

○ It could indicate you both cause each other to struggle with your self worth in the relationship or friendship - Saturn rules over challenges/struggles and one the things the 2nd house rules over is self worth

○ It could indicate financial struggles together - Saturn rules over challenges and the 2nd house rules over finances

𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝟑𝐫𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞

○ You’re cautious about what you say to each other - Saturn rules over restriction/caution and the 3rd house rules over speaking

○ You are careful about what you say to other people behind one other’s backs about each other - Saturn rules over restriction/lack and the 3rd house rules over gossip

○ Can indicate you went to school together - Saturn rules over work and the 3rd house represents lower education

○ Lack of similar interests/things in common - Saturn rules over lack and the 3rd house rules over interests

○ Unhealthy communication - Saturn rules over struggles as well as restriction and the 3rd house rules over communication

○ You may not get along with each other’s siblings - Saturn rules over struggles in the relationship in Composite and the 3rd house rules over siblings

𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝟒𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞

○ If worked through can bring a sense of emotional comfort/security that lasts forever - Saturn represents longevity/stability and the 4th house represents comfort

○ Emotional maturity together - Saturn represents maturity and the 4th house represents emotions

○ Lots of effort put into your home life - Saturn rules over effort/hard work and the 4th house represents home

○ Struggles with comforting one another/being comforted - Saturn rules over challenges and the 4th house rules over comfort

○ Can make your home environment be filled with anxiety rather than comfort - Saturn rules over fear and the 4th house rules over home. Saturn’s challenging energy combined with 4th house energy could potentially hurt the comforting/cozy energy homes are supposed to have

○ Struggles caused by family or struggles with getting along with each other’s family’s - Saturn represents challenges/struggles and the 4th house represents family

𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝟓𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞

○ Long lasting romance - Saturn represents longevity and the 5th house represents romance so this can indicate the romantic spark between you two won’t fade

○ Lack of drama in your relationship/friendship - Saturn rules over lack and one of the things the 5th house rules over is drama

○ You both prefer your romance to be private - Saturn rules over restriction/isolation and one of the things the 5th house rules over is attention. You don’t like a ton of attention on your love life together

○ Struggles with sexual pleasure - I don’t often see it manifest this way but at worst it could indicate someone is not being sexually pleased in the relationship since Saturn rules over lack/challenges and the 5th house rules over pleasures

○ Lack of fun/joy/romance together - This placement at worst could make the passionate love/spark die out. Saturn represents lack and the 5th house represents pleasures (not just sexual ones), joy, and romance

○ Childish/immature behavior - Saturn rules over struggle areas in the relationship in Composite and the 5th house rules over childlike energy. This can indicate you bringing out immaturity in each other

𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝟔𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞

○ You work more efficiently when together - Saturn rules over responsibility and the 6th house rules over routine/lifestyle

○ This can indicate being coworkers - Saturn rules over work and the 6th house rules over coworkers

○ One of you (or both of you) could have lost your virginity to one another - Saturn rules over loss and the 6th house rules over innocence

○ You’re overly critical of each other - Saturn rules over struggles and the 6th house rules over analytical nature/judgement. This can indicate being too judgemental of each other

○ Lack of self improvement together and lack of consistency - Saturn rules over lack and the 6th house rules over self improvement as well as consistency. This can indicate once you’re passed the honeymoon phase neither of you seem to be consistent anymore by putting effort into the relationship daily

○ Struggles in your relationship from routines - Saturn rules over struggles/challenges and the 6th house rules over daily routines. This placement can indicate complications are created in your relationship because of your routines. ex: you never get to spend time with one another cuz you’re routines are the complete opposite

𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝟕𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞

○ Long term romantic relationship - Saturn rules over longevity and the 7th house rules over relationships/marriage. This only applies to romantic relationships not platonic ones though

○ Age difference in your relationship - Saturn rules over old age and the 7th house rules over relationships. This can indicate one of you may be much older than the other

○ You’re more hardworking together than apart - Saturn rules over work and the 7th house rules over partnership. You tend to be more efficient when working together

○ Lack of concern for each other - Saturn rules over lack and the 7th house rules over concern for others

○ Karmic relationship or partnership - Saturn rules over karmic lessons and the 7th house rules over romantic relationships as well as partnerships

○ Lack of harmony - Saturn rules over lack and the 7th house rules over harmony

𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝟖𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞

○ Long term deep connection - Saturn rules over old age and the 8th house rules over longevity as well as deep connection/intimacy

○ Long term stability - Saturn rules over stability and the 8th house rules over longevity

○ You’re good at working through transformational periods together - Saturn rules over work/efficiency and the 8th house rules over major transformations

○ Lack of sexual chemistry or struggles with sexual intimacy - Saturn rules over lack and struggles. The 8th house rules over sex as well as intimacy

○ Complications involving joint finances - Saturn rules over challenges and the 8th house rules over shared finances. With this placement it’s best to keep your money separate and not have a joint account

○ Challenges involving death - Saturn rules over challenges. The 8th house rules over death. Ex: My friend had this in a composite chart with her ex bf and they broke up because the death of his mom was causing him a lot of pain and he no longer wanted to be in a relationship

𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝟗𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞

○ Can indicate going to college/uni together - Saturn rules over work and the 9th house rules over higher education

○ Optimism through challenges - Saturn rules over challenges and the 9th house rules over optimism. Even through hard times you’ll still be optimistic when resolving issues

○ Growth from fears - Saturn rules over fears and the 9th house rules over growth

○ Critical of each other’s beliefs - Saturn rules over challenges and the 9th house rules over beliefs. This can cause differences in beliefs which lead to struggles in the relationship/friendship

○ Lack of growth when together - Saturn rules over lack and the 9th house rules over growth. You two will help each other get passed fears you have

○ Struggles in relationship/friendship due to long distance - Saturn rules over struggles and the 9th house rules over travel

𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝟏𝟎𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞

○ You come off to the public as a mature/serious relationship/friendship - Saturn rules over maturity and the 10th house rules over public image

○ Can indicate being committed to one another in a romantic relationship - Saturn rules over commitment and one of the things the 10th house rules over is status (which includes relationship status)

○ Can indicate you work together or have the same career - Saturn rules over working and the 10th house rules over career

○ Challenges in relationship/friendship caused by your career - Saturn rules over challenges and the 10th house rules over career. Someone in the relationship/friendships career could take up too much of their time to where you don’t see each other often

○ Challenges occurring due to father/father figure - Saturn rules over challenges and the 10th house rules over the father. This can mean one of your fathers gets in the way of your friendship/relationship in some way

○ Challenges involving authority - Saturn rules over challenges and the 10th house rules over bosses. This can mean one person causes conflict by being too bossy

𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝟏𝟏𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞

○ You have a serious/mature approach to social situations together - Saturn rules over maturity and the 11th house rules over socialization

○ You prefer to isolate yourself from social situations when together - Saturn rules over isolation and the 11th house rules over socialization

○ You prefer not to post on social media together - Saturn rules over restriction and the 11th house rules over technology

○ Difference in desires which can lead to difficulties in the relationship/friendship - Saturn rules over challenges and the 11th house rules over desires

○ Struggles involving difference in political views - Saturn rules over struggles and the 11th house rules over politics

○ Challenges that come from friendships - Saturn rules over challenges and the 11th house rules over friendships. It can indicate that a friend gets in the way of your friendship or relationship with this person

𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝟏𝟐𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞

○ The relationship/friendship does well in all Saturn related topics - According to Planetary Joy, Saturn is happiest in the 12th house which means the relationship will do well regarding Saturn related topics such as maturity, responsibility, longevity, consistency, effort, etc.

○ Long term relationship/friendship - Saturn also rules over longevity and the 12th house rules over old age so it can mean the relationship (whether it be platonic or romantic) is long lasting

○ Self sacrificing for one other and deep spiritual connection - Saturn rules over reliability and the 12th house rules over spirituality as well as selflessness

○ Difficulties with being apart/attachment issues - Saturn rules over struggles/challenges and the 12th house rules over isolation. One person may struggle to give the other their alone time

○ Secretly disliking certain things in your relationship but never resolving it/discussing it - Saturn rules over challenges and grudges. The 12th house rules over “the hidden”

○ Unexplainable negative vibes - Saturn rules over challenging energy and the 12th house rules over “the hidden”. It can indicate often there will be times in your friendship or relationship where there’s no way for you to explain it but something is off but since you can’t find the source it stays unresolved

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧

𝗜 𝗱𝗼 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗮𝗱𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗦𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻 𝗮𝗹𝘀𝗼 𝗿𝗲𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘀 𝗿𝗲𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗱𝘀, 𝗮𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘆. 𝗜𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝗽𝗼𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗸 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘀𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗻𝗴𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗲𝗮𝗰𝗵 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲. 𝗦𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮 𝗴𝗼𝗼𝗱 𝗿𝗲𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽/𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗲

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mavrintarou · 5 months

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[Daddies in December] Haitani Ran

Out of all the Ran stories I've read, he is nothing like what I picture. So fair warning, my vision of Ran might be vulnerable, a little dirty, but hot as hell. This is super long, I spent all day yesterday and most of today on this.

Warning: angst, fluff & smut.

Haitani Ran knew he was a man of many things but being a father was not one of them.

His lifestyle did not have room for fatherhood.

No matter how many ways he looked at it, it would never work out.

It was in the best interest of him and Y/n to go their way regardless of Y/n’s protest of having hoped to make it work.

It will just not work.

She was never meant to mean something to him, let alone a child they both created by accident.

He could not deny the tiny joy he felt burning when he discovered her pregnancy but had to put out the flame immediately.

After ignoring calls and visits, Ran was left with the last resort.

It was in the heat of the moment when Y/n appeared at his club unexpectedly. Ran could see the shock in her eyes from across the room and he took the opportunity to whisper something into the woman beside him. She excitedly turned to him and he reached for her face, pressing his mouth to hers in a heated kiss.

It disgusted him to the core and the longest three seconds of his life. He pulled away and turned his heels, pulling the woman by her hand, and disappeared into the VIP hallway.

That was Y/n’s last straw.

Her calls and visits ceased.

No one and nothing would prepare him for a broken heart.

He was Haitani Ran, he had been shot at, stabbed, and beaten to almost death.

But the pain of Y/n erasing herself out of his life hurt more than all those things combined.

All he had left now was the memories they had in the past.

He felt no pain as his knuckles were busted and bloody from repeatedly plugging into the lifeless body he held by the collar.

He was just about to throw another blow when the man was saved by the ringing of the phone.

Releasing the man, Ran picked up his phone. “What?” he barked.

“She’s in labor.”

His thumb swiped over the image on his screen of the chubby sleeping infant.

A girl.

He was a father to a baby girl.

It took everything in him not to rush to the hospital she was at and burst into the room to pull them both into his arms.

Even though neither of them had spoken in months, Ran ensured she was taken care of from afar. It pissed him off that the money he sent her went untouched and knew Y/n purposedly refuses to use it to irk him.

The one thing she could not prevent him from doing was the man he hired to protect her and reporting back to him with her every move.

She had an ultrasound appointment today at 2:30. Results show that the gender of the baby is a girl.

At approximately 12:45 AM, she left for the nearest open convenience store and purchased a variety of snacks and junk food.

She had a breakdown watching Sailor Moon.

Ran flipped through the many photos he received from K. He didn’t know how the man was able to take some photos up close and as if he was there in person but he didn’t question the man’s skill. Ran paid him well and he expected nothing but the best.

He was still waiting to hear back from K about what Y/n had named his daughter.

His daughter.

Chuckling like a maniac, he reprimanded himself. What right did he have to claim her as his daughter when he abandoned them?

Ran quickly sat up and ignored the annoying voice in his head when he saw the three dots appear by K’s name.

K: she named your daughter Fuyumi. She has her mother’s last name.

Ran gave his message a thumbs up, acknowledging his message.

Why had he expected that Y/n would give their child his last name?

Reaching for his cigarettes, he was about to light one when he froze, remembering he quit because… he had not wanted to give his child and Y/n second-hand smoke.

Even if he was nowhere near them.

Grabbing the pack of cigarettes and lighter, he tossed it into the garbage.

Leaning back against his couch, he is once again, drowning in his own doing.

Mikey and Rindou have scolded him for making such a pathetic decision to end their relationship. He would never admit that hearing Mikey saying that he would never give up his woman regardless of his lifestyle.

But the damage was already done.

His phone dinged with another message.

Reaching over, he frowned when the notification was from K again, this time of an image.

He tapped on the image, waiting for it to load.

Ran sat up quickly, zooming in on the picture. His eyes scanned the document repeatedly.

For the first time, his heart warmed.

On the official documents of his daughter’s birth certificate, her middle name is listed as Haitani.

He didn’t realize he was smiling like a fool as he pressed down on the image with his thumb and hearted the photo.

His daughter was a splitting image of her mother and Ran thanked the Gods for it. The two things she inherited from him are his distinctive violet-hue eyes and blond hair. In some photos K sent her eyes sometimes changed, showing that she also inherited her mother’s blue eyes, sometimes a mixture of blue-violet.

Tapping the screen, he saved all these photos, adding them to the designated folder he created for his daughter.

His phone dinged and it was a message from Mikey, an image.

Ran’s eyes widened as he stood up abruptly, it was a photo of Mikey smiling broadly with his sixth-month-old daughter in his arms.

Mikey: She’s freaken cute, can I keep her?

Y/n didn’t fear Mikey as much as she should, considering he was a notorious gang leader many feared and the boss of your daughter’s father. She only met Mikey a few times and he treated her kindly.

Ran once said to her it was probably because she was the same age as his baby sister who passed away years ago.

She was surprised to see Mikey approach them at the park. Sensing fear from Mikey and his bodyguards, the other moms quickly gathered their children and took off.

Y/n pulled her daughter out of the baby swing and hugged her close. “Mikey.” She acknowledged, nodding her head at him.

He nodded in return, his eyes shifting to the baby in her arms. “Is she Ran’s?”

Y/n knew he knew the answer already, even if she did lie which she had no reason to, the color of her eyes and hair was a giveaway that she had Ran’s DNA running through her blood.

“Yes,” she answered quietly.

Mikey took a step closer and held out his arms, “is she picky? Can I hold her?”

“If you like, she is… a bit drooly.” Fuyumi stared at Mikey before he reached for her. She continued to stare at him, seeing a new face. “Her name is Fuyumi.” She wasn’t sure he heard her since he was having a staring contest with the baby.

“God!” Mikey snuggled her, “you’re so freaken cute. Thank goodness you look nothing like your dad.” He reached for his phone and looked at Y/n for approval, “can I send Ran a photo? So he knows what he’s missing out on?”

Y/n let out a hesitant laugh, “I’m sure Ran knows... he has someone following and protecting us and he sends Ran updates daily.”

“You know about K?” Mikey gasped, he looked at Fuyumi. “Do you know Uncle K?” He snaps a selfie with her. “Your dad is going to be so jealous that I got a photo with you before him.”

Y/n had a second change of heart but knew that Mikey had already sent the photo. She didn’t know how Ran would react.

Instantly, Mikey chuckled and looked at the baby in his arms, “that sounds awfully like your dad’s motorcycle…”

That’s when Y/n heard it, her head turning towards the sound of the roaring muffler. Sure enough, Ran’s motorcycle pulls up. Of course, he would know where Mikey is at all times in case he needed to get to Mikey at any time.

Y/n’s heart fluttered the moment he took off his helmet and their eyes connected even at a distance.

Ran stopped a few feet away from Mikey, eyes on his daughter. He swallowed the lump in his throat, unable to speak.

“Are you going to say hi to your daughter at all?” Mikey questioned, “I’ll take her if you don’t want her…” he smiled at Fuyumi, “I can be your da –“

“Mikey.” Ran snarl.

Mikey ignored his tone, continuing to talk to the baby. “As I was saying, I can be your daddy. I have blond hair – “

“We should get going,” Y/n intervenes, stepping forward to reach for her child. “It is almost time for her nap.” Y/n hugs her daughter close. She avoided looking at Ran as she muttered a goodbye, turning her heels towards the stroller.

She knew Ran was following them.

When she finally reached her apartment she whipped around to face him. Ran had his hands stuffed in his dress pants, looking handsome as ever in his black attire with his sleeves rolled up to his elbow. She cleared her throat and snapped, “you can go now.”

Instead of walking away, he walked towards her until he was in front of them. His eyes drop down to the sleeping baby in the stroller. “Can we talk?”

“No.” Y/n answered immediately. “I have nothing to say to you.”

“That’s fine, I have something to say to you though.”

She narrowed her eyes at him, “you had plenty of opportunities in the past to say something. It’s too late, excuse us.”

Ran was faster and blocked her from entering her apartment building. “We can do this the nice way, Y/n, or I can take you kicking and screaming, you pick.”

She flinched at his threat. Though he has never done anything to make her fear him that didn’t mean she didn’t harbor any fear for this man at all. She knew of some of the things he’s done and is responsible for, knew what he could do to anyone with the snap of his fingers.

Ran has only been in her apartment a handful of times. Most of the time, she was at his place.

Y/n was normally a clean and tidy person but her place was cluttered with toys and baby items.

He watched her carefully lift the baby out of the stroller, cooing gently and rocking her back to sleep but being disturbed, the baby began to fuss.

“It’s okay,” Y/n repeated quietly but the baby’s cry only increased. She looked at Ran before excusing herself, “let me go nurse her, I’ll be back.”

Ran nodded dumbfounded. His cheeks flushed as he imagined Y/n nursing their daughter, suckling from her tits just as he had once done.

Y/n returned with their daughter wide awake. Fuyumi stared intensely at Ran as he stood up from the couch and approached them. Being 6’2, he towered over the both of them put together. “She’s beautiful… like you.”

Ran was mesmerized staring into the same colored eyes as his own, his flesh, his DNA… his daughter.

Y/n cleared her throat, “talk.”

He had rehearsed what he would say to her the day he got the opportunity, and this was his one chance to explain himself with an ounce of hope that he could turn the tables. “I’m sorry,” he said genuinely. “I am sorry for my past actions, how it hurt not only you but our daughter as well.” He inhaled softly, “my actions hurt me too. But I can promise you, there has not been anyone. I had only kissed that woman that night to force you to end your connection with me and that was the stupidest decision I’ve ever made.”

“Yeah it was,” Y/n snapped, “I don’t need your apology now, neither does my daughter too.”

Her anger was expected, just as long as she didn’t hate him.

“I know you don’t need it, but I want to give it anyway. If you want to throw it away, that’s your decision.” He had to play his next card right. “Can – I explain myself?”

She has never seen Ran vulnerable like this and she almost believes it’s genuine. “Fine, have a seat then,” she pointed to the spot he was sitting moments ago.

He listened obediently, watching her take a seat on the floor with their daughter. He wanted to sit near them but did not want to frustrate her. “It has always been you. As you know my job… my lifestyle isn’t exactly best fitted to become a father and I thought for the sake and safety of the both of you, it was the best decision to go our ways.” He placed both his palms on the coffee table. “That was another stupid decision and I regret it every single day. But there has never been anyone else, it’s only been you since the day I forced you to walk away.”

Y/n refused to make eye contact with him, only looking at her daughter and smiling at her.

Ran wasn’t sure she was even listening to him.

“Is that all?”

He shook his head, “no, I’ve been sending you money but you haven’t touched it and that made me frustrated so…” he swallowed the guilt. “I have someone secretly following you, he is tasked to protect you at all times, 24/7, and report to me about your daily activities… I’m sorry for invading your privacy and going behind your ba – “

“I know.”

“What?” his head snapped up, eyes wide as he stared into Y/n’s calm ones.

“I met him… K.”

His jaw dropped. “Mother fu –“ he stopped himself as his daughter turned her head to look at him right when he was about to swear. “I’m sorry, baby.” As if understanding him, she smiled brightly with a gummy smile. His heart nearly combusted.

“Don’t kill him,” Y/n looked at him with pleading eyes, “I caught him one day when I had pretended to have a stomachache. He was by my side instantly, confirming my suspicion. He didn’t reveal any information, but he answered my questions if I asked.” She looked away and reached for the toys her daughter was reaching for. “I had asked him not to tell you that I knew you assigned someone to watch over me. As much as I was hurt by you, it made me feel better knowing deep down, you cared even if it was a little bit.”

“Y/n…”

“So don’t kill him. He has become a friend to me.”

Ran wanted to kill him now knowing how close they’d become.

“Were you not curious how he was able to get such accurate details let alone photos of Fuyumi as if he was here in person?”

It all clicked in Ran’s head.

“I knew this guy was an expert at his job, just thought that this guy was just phenomenal at his job… only to discover he has become BFF with you.” His eyes drop to his daughter, “and my daughter too apparently.” He rests his elbow on his knees, covering his face. “God, I feel…” he sat up straight. “Y/n, I had all my shit planned out on what I want to tell you but I can’t remember sh – it. It. I can’t remember it now.” He stood up, walked around, and knelt before them, he grabbed Y/n by her shoulders. “Hit me all you want, be angry with me, and punish me for however long you want…” his hand shifts to cup her face. “Just don’t hate me and push me away.”

Y/n blinked dumbfoundedly, shocked at the Ran before her.

“I’ll do whatever you want, just… let me be part of your life again. And Yumi’s…” that was the name of his daughter’s photo album. “I may not have physically been there for you in the last months but K’s daily report made me feel as if I was. I will forever regret missing my daughter’s birth.”

Ran looked down when he felt something against his thigh. His daughter had pulled herself onto his lap. She looked up at him with curious eyes, almost admiring him. His gaze softened as he reached for her but froze, he looked up at Y/n, silently asking for permission.

“Yes, please…” Y/n had imagined if the day would come when Ran would hold their daughter.

Ran bit his lip, nervous, realizing he had never held a baby before, let alone been near one.

As if it was natural, he picked her up, holding her against his chest.

Y/n’s heart tightened watching them have a silent conversation. Ran’s smile softened as Fuyumi gently touched the Bonten insignia tattoo on his throat, her small fingers trying to grab at the design. A soft chuckle was elicited from Ran.

“You need to prove your worth to Yumi.”

Ran’s smile faded as he blinked at Y/n. “Yumi?” He repeated, “what… about you?”

Y/n broke eye contact, “you only need to work on your relationship with her.”

Ran visits his daughter almost every day and on the days that he could not, he would video-call her. He took pride in becoming one of her favorite humans. Her excitement when he walked through the door was all that Ran needed to make his day better.

“Hi Yumi!”

Hearing her father’s voice, the ten-month-old smiled brightly, flashing her solo tooth. She leaned against the coffee table, trying to reach for the TV controller that she loved more than her toys.

He picked up and spun her in the air, “did you have a good day?”

“Do you not see the bruise on the left side of her forehead?”

At Y/n’s words, Ran’s eyes widen seeing the new battle wound. “What did you fight today?”

“The TV stand and lost.”

“Losing is not in your blood, Yumi,” Ran scolded softly.

It was rare that Y/n would call him.

Especially when it was 3 AM.

“Y/n?”

“Ran, Yumi is running a fever and won’t go down. I – I need you to take us to the hospital.”

He was already pulling his pants on, “I’m on my way.”

Everything was a blur. He reached the hospital and barked for the nurses to look at his daughter. She was immediately taken away from Y/n’s arms and taken into a restricted area.

At that moment, Y/n turned to Ran, his arms wrapped tightly around her body. “It’ll be okay, she’ll be okay.”

Two days in the hospital passed by before they could finally head home. Yumi’s cheerful personality had fully returned.

During that time in the hospital, Ran stayed right beside them, only leaving to change and shower and would return. The first night, Yumi struggled and only slept well in the arms of her dad.

The image of Ran sleeping in the recliner with Yumi snoozing against his chest would forever be itched in Y/n’s mind.

“Home sweet home,” Ran sang, walking into the apartment. “Do you miss your toys?”

Y/n smiled, setting down their belongings. “Can you keep her busy while I put this stuff away?”

“Go for it,” Ran answered softly with a smile.

She returned fifteen minutes later and found that Ran had put Yumi down for her nap. She cuddles in the crook of Ran’s long arms.

Feeling her presence, he looked up and smiled and whispered, “she was playing when I noticed her head started to bob and she almost rolled over.”

Y/n smiled and whispered, “do you want to put her down?”

Slowly, Ran followed her to the nursery and set her down easily. When he turned around, Y/n was already gone from the room.

He found her in the living room, seated on the couch with her face covered in her hands. “Y/n?” When she looked up, her tear-streaked face had Ran kneeling in front of her in seconds. “What’s wrong? Why – why are crying?”

She surprised him when her arms wrapped around his neck, “I don’t know what to do without you.”

Ran sighed, relaxing in her embrace. He wrapped his arms around her waist. “It’s the same for me too, I don’t know what to do without you or Yumi.”

After a long pause, he couldn’t believe his ears when he heard her ask, “will you come back to us?”

He pulled away from her and gazed into her glossy eyes, he smiled, “I think the real question is, will you come back to me?” He has already stolen the heart of his daughter, he just needs to earn her heart this time around.

She choked back a sob and wiped her tears, smiling. “Yes, I’ll come back to you.” She cups his face before pressing her lips against his. “I hated you but I love you too much.”

“You can hate me just as long as you love me more,” he kissed her passionately, nipping her lip. “God, I love you too. I missed you so much… I never want to be apart from you or Yumi again…”

“I won’t let you go, there’s no turning back.”

“Done, I’m yours. Just as you are mine, forever.”

They stumbled into her bedroom, quickly shredding their clothes.

“Ran,” Y/n gasped, feeling him thrust into her. “God – I missed you…”

“I missed you too,” he murmured, slowly thrusting into her.

In silence, they both exchange soft gasps and moans, reminding one another why it’ll never work out with anyone else.

Their lips crashed against each other, making up for the lost time as their body continued to move in sync.

“Ran,” Y/n’s nails dug into his shoulder, “I’m so close… please… please let me cum…”

His lips pressed against her throat, teeth grazing against the skin. “Same – cum Y/n…”

Her legs wrapped tightly around his waist and her arms tightened around his neck, “ah – ha… Ran!”

His hips tremble as he cums, filling her womb.

Ran buried his face in the valley of her breasts, “I – I’m sorry… I forgot a condom…” It was Y/n’s laughter that he lifted his head, blinking at her in confusion.

She runs a hand through his lilac-streaked hair, “if you impregnate me again, please just be with me this time around.”

He tugs her wrist and presses a kiss to her palm. “Promise.”

E/n: Sweet daddy Ran is something else.

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crishayle · 5 months

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Astrology notes. Solar return chart

The New Year is coming soon, so it's worth looking at the solar return chart. This has been a long-standing tradition for me, so I can say with confidence that this thing really works. This is a great opportunity to learn about the possibilities of the new year. This is very useful information, so I will try to write some detailed posts about it૮₍ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ₎ა

Most often, people who rise through the career ladder or change jobs have many planets in the solar chart in the 10th house, also the 10th house of the solar in the 1st house of radix, the 6th house of the solar in the 10th house of radix, the ascendant of the solar in capricorn/taurus/virgo

If you see a lot of planets in the 3rd house of the solar, then get ready for a change of entourage. There may even be a little fatigue from people, as there will be too many of them

Family problems are most often displayed through Saturn/Pluto in the 4th house of the solar, the 4th house of the solar in the 8th house of radix

Most often, people with a solar ascendant in the 6th house of radix say that they were not impressed by the year and were either boring or difficult

If you are saving money or planning to pay off loans and debts, then the 2nd house of the solar in the 8th house of radix most often means that you are implementing your plans, but be prepared to change your attitude to money

Relocation, long trips and admission to study in another country are usually indicated by a noticeable 9th house. For example, the 9th house of the solar in the 4th house of radix, Jupiter in the 4th house, the ascendant of the solar in Sagittarius, the North/South node in the 9th house of the solar

The noticeable 8th house of the solar can speak not only about finances, but also about the death of someone familiar or close. For example, Mars is in the 8th house of the solar, the 4th house of the solar in the 8th house of radix, the 8th house of the solar in the 1st house of radix, Pluto in the 4th house of the solar

A noticeable 5th house is a guarantee that the year will be very interesting. Even if it is difficult, but it is certainly interesting and intense

If a lot of planets got into the 12th house of the solar, then most likely a year will pass alone. You may feel like an introvert. There will be a lot of thoughts, you will want peace and quiet, maybe even a new creative hobby will appear against this background. You will keep all your feelings and plans to yourself. There may be a feeling of loneliness even in a crowd of people

Uranus in the 7th house of the solar always causes confusion in relationships. ALWAYS!!!!!!!! Even if you have a good and long-term relationship or even if you are alone.

Venus in the 4th house of the solar does not always indicate that a person will spend a lot of time at home. This often means that a person will pay great attention to their home (think and plan repairs, moving, changing furniture and decorating rooms)

The combination of the Moon and Jupiter in the 12th house of the solar may indicate depression or a very strong and long mental breakdown

If you want to know what lesson you should learn this year, then look at which houses the North and South Nodes are located in

The ascendant of the solar shows more precisely what exactly will excite you this year

The 2nd house of the solar in the 5th house of radix may indicate an increase in finances(only if the 5th house is not damaged, otherwise it may indicate waste and idleness)

The 5th house of the solar in the 11th house of radix may indicate the beginning of a pleasant love story. You know, when a person is interesting to you not only as a partner, but also as a friend

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veryberryjelly · 5 months

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torn pages

pairing : remus lupin x fem!reader

prompt : secret santa

𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐲

straight out of hogwarts, both you and your friends had very little money.

so your first christmas in your new flat, your group of friends had decided to do secret santa to save money.

while he was supposed to be a secret, you had talked to all the girls and knew who they all had

you had james, lily had sirius, marlene had lily, dorcas had frank and alice had remus.

it had taken a lot of convincing but you had all reshuffled your picks because some of you had already bought things for specific people.

in the end you ended up with remus, and while you hadn't gotten him anything yet, you really wanted to get him something really nice for your first christmas together.

you decided to go out shopping with lily, alice and marlene as you had all traded to buy things for the boys.

lily, alice and marlene's first stop was a quidditch shop which you had no interest in and neither would your secret santa. so you left them to it and went to a book store next door hoping to find something for remus.

you two talked a lot about literature. so you knew the kind of books he liked, but nothing in the store seemed to be good enough to get him.

so you moved on to a clothing store you knew he liked in hopes of finding him a nice sweater, but again, nothing seemed appropriate.

until finally you stumbled upon the perfect place. a place that combined the previous stores you had been looking in but elevated it to another level.

and you found it sat amongst battered paperbacks and shredded children's clothes.

it took two minutes for you to purchase both items and slide them both carefully into a paper bag.

your secret santa date was a few days before christmas so you could all be around to do it and you were holding it in your new flat.

your friend group was scattered around over armchairs, pillows on the floor and your couch but you could not have been happier to be sat on a pillow leaning against the base of your couch.

so far you had watched james, marlene, sirius, frank and lily open their gifts and every single one of them had been truly excited by what had been bestowed upon them.

the gifts sat in a pile on your coffee table, marlene picking them up from the centre to hand out randomly.

you were a little zoned out in your conversation with remus that james had to nudge you to get your attention, holding out a brown bag with your secret santa present in it.

in all the trials to get remus' gift perfect you hadn't really thought about the fact that you get a gift too.

you unrolled the top of the bag before reaching your hand into it to pull out a book.

not a reading book, but a journal with your initials stamped on the front with an illustration of your old house mascot in the corner. after opening the book you found the pages weren't blank but lined and the back half was a calendar filled in with all of your friends birthdays.

it was beautiful .

the only thing you noticed was the first page had been torn out, along with the page for the 28th of december, but that wasnt even a slight damper on a beautiful present.

" this is gorgeous. thank you. whoever did this, i love it " with your agreement, you had decided not to tell who had gotten gifts for who.

you were so wrapped up in admiring your gift that you didnt notice marlene calling remus' name and handing him a bag that you had filled.

you could only ever recall being this nervous before your owl's, and even then you weren't as nervous as this.

you watched as he pulled out first the sweater you had found him at the thrift store, and since washed to get rid of that second hand smell.

his expression was difficult to read but you saw as he rubbed his thumb over the soft brown fabric.

" hey, there's something else in here, moons " sirius spoke from his side, the bag having been set between the two of them.

remus' gaze was torn from the fabric to the bag, reaching in for the other item.

a first edition 'frankenstein' in near mint condition.

you watched in slight fear as he inspected the cover of it. his expression was still unreadable and you worried for a moment that you had gotten it all wrong.

" this is awesome. thank you " he spoke to the room, though his voice and expression remained indecipherable.

you sat there with a rock in your stomach until everyone was done and you could excuse yourself to the kitchen.

you were only in there for a few moments before remus came up behind you, scaring you with his silent steps.

" jesus, dont scare me like that " you said with a slight laugh, your hand resting on your chest.

" sorry, i just thought i should thank you for the book and the jumper " he said, catching you like a deer in headlights.

" how-how did you know ? " you stuttered out, your hands dropping to hide in the back pocket of your jeans.

" you washed the jumper and it smells of you. " he explained and you could feel your cheeks heating up.

" oh- well yeah, you're welcome " you weren't really sure what this swirl of emotions was but you knew embarrassment was a huge part of it.

" and i thought you might want this " he reached into his picket, pulling out two folded up pieces of paper that resembled the paper from your new journal.

you reached out to take the papers from him, unfolding them both to find black scrawled text written on both.

on the page for december 28th you found three words that flipped your world upside down.

' date with remus ? '

your eyes flicked up to the taller boy, spotting him looking as nervous as you had ever seen him.

before he or you could say anything you read over the second page.

' merry christmas, y/n. i hope you can fill this with memories of us. and that it means you will start remembering the dates we set. - remus '

by the time you finished it your jaw was practically on the floor.

" wha- " you stuttered out, bringing your eyes back up to the sandy brunette.

" i thought it would be a good way to ask you out but i chickened out last night. but the frankenstein and the jumper just brought back all the things i feel for you and what you hopefully feel for me too or i'm going to look like a complete arse " he rambled.

you were able to cut him off by lifting your hand to take his.

" what do you want to do on our date ?" you questioned causing a smile to spread across both his lips and yours.

secret santa quickly became an annual thing amongst your group.

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ceruleancattail · 1 year

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no thoughts, only pathetic yandere idia,,,

For you

Yandere Idia x reader

Tw: yandere, Manipulation, Idia Sets up surveillance in your house,

People invest in their interests, don’t they? An artist would spend their money on tools to improve their craft, students buy assessment books to practise, a business person pours millions into their assets….

All hoping one day to reap the fruits of their labour.

Idia’s really not different. His interests are just unconventional, that’s all. Fiction and reality… both exist, don’t they? It’s just about where you throw your stat points, honestly.

He’s not addicted to the digital world, far from it. Seeking refuge would be a better way to phrase it.

In real life, you have to watch yourself. Melt into the background, don’t draw attention to yourself. There’s always so many eyes to account for, too many minds thinking their very own brand of thoughts. Too many independent variables. Idia hardly has the time to analyse every single person that crosses his path.

Games on the other hand, have a fixed formula. Play long enough, it’s easy to predict where the next enemy’s coming from. Which button to press, what combination will deal the most damage, it all can be calculated and accounted for.

Idia would honestly rather invest his time in something he genuinely enjoys. Why waste time and energy tiptoeing around society’s norms? That time could be better spent grinding for the latest event.

Although, he’s finding games a little bit harder to concentrate on. It’s your fault, honestly. When he’s supposed to be focused, your face still pops into his head. It’s the little things. A character who’s voice reminds you of yours, a item that has your favourite colour… even an seasonal skin that would look amazing on you…

All his thoughts lead back to you. It’s an irrational feeling, “love”. It consumes, scrapping away at every rational thought in his head. Love burns with a brightness that’s hard to ignore. It blinds him, stinging his eyes like a thousand needles. It drives him crazy, making him do illogical things.

Bit by bit, he’s reinvesting his stat points. More and more placed into his love for you. Idia’s feelings only grow by the day.

It’s scary, how committed he is to his passions. When he gets into a new series, he plunges in fully.

All the volumes lining his shelves, the newest console to play whatever is released, the extensive amount of merchandise that decorates his room.

The pictures of you he’s saved into his computer, backed up flawlessly. A livestream that displays the real-time footage of every nook and cranny of Ramshackle dorm. A little shrine under his bed, filled with the things you’ve blessed your touch.

It’s creepy.

It’s obsessive.

But doesn’t it all seem so lovely?

The way Idia’s so devoted to your every step. How he knows every single little detail about you. Your life, your personality, your habits… no matter what you do, you’ll still be dancing in the palm of his hand.

You’ll never find out. Idia’s too good for that. You’re his favourite character in this dull game of life. It’ll only make sense he knows everything about you. It’s all in the name of love, after all.

He’s perfectly content watching from a screen. At least, that’s what he tells himself. Idia’s always been like this. Hiding behind a screen. It’s the way he supports his idols. Quietly behind the scenes, with typed words and little emotes.

Yet you’re here. Enrolled in the same college, living and breathing right next to him. Heck, he can even hear your breath right now…

“Idia… what’s..”

A hesitant whisper, shaky with fear. Idia spins around, only to meet the eyes of his beloved. You, standing at the doorway of his room. Gawking at all the monitors floating around the room, all featuring you.

No, no, no!

This was not how things were meant to go. You take a step back, body trembling, shaking like a lone leaf in a storm. Idia rises from his chair, arms held out in an attempt to soothe you.

Approaching slowly, he takes slow, cautious steps towards you. Words flow from his mouth unconsciously. Ranging from panicked excuses to desperate pleas for you to hear him out. Please, please don’t leave. He doesn’t want to hurt you, so listen to him, alright?

Idia takes your hand in his own, clinging onto your arm for all he’s worth. Tears swarming his vision, staring at the blur of your form.

Begging you not to leave, clinging onto whatever he could grab, holding on with the stubbornness of a child.

A truly pathetic sight. You must hate him.

But this is what you’ve done to him. You and this cruel feeling of “love”.

It’s your fault. All your fault.

Idia’s grip grows a little tighter. Squeezing into your arm, pressing scarlet welts of red into your skin. He glares at you, tears brimming in his eyes.

You’ll just have to take responsibility, wouldn’t you? For everything you’ve done to him.

Don’t worry, you’ll enjoy it as much as he will. Love is a two way thing, right? Idia will play you like a game, and unlock the best ending for both of you.

He knows everything there is to know about you, after all.

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toastedjeans · 2 months

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Siren Tower AU!

I wanna keep this more on the silly side, but here's the basic gist of it.

There's a huge tower submerged in the ocean where many sirens and other sea creatures have found a home, and somehow humans have discovered it. They want to study and explore this tower, and the sirens are NOT happy about it, not wanting their home to be potentially destroyed. Pretty reasonable. But now, this random middle aged pizza baker somehow gets roped into this whole mess.

And here's the characters! (I tried to keep their heights accurate but idk if i succeeded)

And down there is some more info about everyone!

HUMANS (and Brick)

Peppino

He still has his pizzeria, but it's located a little closer to town. While business is slightly better than in game, he still has debts. But hey, he has his own apartment!! No more sleeping in the back of the pizzeria or on the floor!!

Peppino will sometimes just come to the shore or the port in the evening or at night to clear his head or be alone with his thoughts. Depressed guy. Will sometimes talk to himself when he thinks he's alone. He isn't necessarily afraid of the ocean, but because he can't swim, once he's in water the fear kicks in and he starts panicking.

He doesn't believe in sirens, mermaids, or other such creatures. Thinks they're just made up to tell scary stories of the sea. Jokes on him, he's about to meet the jolliest shark gnome man he's ever seen.

Brick

A gigantic rat that lives with Peppino, who didn't get a say in this. Just appeared one day, and no matter how many times Peppino tries to get rid of him, Brick always comes back. After a while Pep reluctantly accepts him and sometimes even takes him for a walk.

Brick actually loves to swim, but doesn't stay in the water for too long cause Pep won't join him. Like, he'll just leave if Brick stays too long. Kinda rude if you ask me.

Mr. Stick

Tax and debt collector, and a friend of Peppino. He often comes over for a pizza, then proceeds not to eat much, and rarely pays (he either says he's deducting it from Pep's debts or he lets someone else pay). He's kind of a piece of shit but outside of the whole money business he can be pretty nice.

He strikes me as a gambler tbh, either he's extremely lucky or extremely unlucky. Likes playing poker, and invites Peppino and Hazel to play after work from time to time.

Doesn't believe in sirens, but if he ever saw one he'd try to exploit it for money. He wouldn't kill it or anything though, mainly because he's too weak and he doesn't know how to handle guns.

Noisette / Hazel

She runs a little cafe near Peppino's pizzeria, and is good friends with him, but can sometimes be a little annoying. They hang out after work from time to time. When she notices that Peppino is having a rough day, she'll sometimes bring over a free cup of coffee or a slice of cake for him. Sometimes experiments with... interesting... food combinations, which are strangely popular.

She has loved mermaids and sirens since she was young and is very fond of them. Once she discovers they're real, she becomes even more fascinated and obsessed with them. You better believe she wanted to be a mermaid when she was young.

SIRENS

Gustavo

A little round shark man who is perfect in every way. He's curious and adventurous, and even though sirens and humans are enemies since, uh. A long time. He doesn't believe that humans are inherently evil. He'll help out whenever and however he can, but can get very aggressive when his friends or brethren are threatened. You will regret it if you anger him.

Noise annoys him often but they don't harm each other. He isn't really friends with Noise, but he will defend him if he's threatened or attacked.

One day he saves Peppino from drowning, which makes other sirens sceptical of him, especially those who think humans are evil. He will later try to learn human language to be able to communicate with Peppino better.

Noise

Goblin shark. He can theoretically go on land for a bit, but needs some water nearby. He's a little sceptical about humans, but not outright hostile. He likes annoying pretty much everyone, especially Peppino once they meet (he thinks his reactions are funny).

He throws sea urchins and pufferfish at others like bombs, as he (like most sirens) is immune to their poison / venom. While he's usually an unhinged gremlin, he just about melts when with Hazel. But of course he tries to hide this from others.

Fake Peppino

Created by Pizzahead from DNA of frogs, newts, and Peppino (obviously). He was meant to be a weapon for sirens against humans, and thus is supposed to be hostile. Unfortunately, he turned out to be extremely affectionate, and he loves hugs. Much like Gustavo, when friends are attacked, he can get downright deadly. He can also regenerate body parts like an axolotl, unless his brain has been damaged. Like, you can rip both his arms off and they'll grow back within a day.

He becomes close friends with Gustavo, and is kind of fascinated by Peppino (other humans too, but mostly Peppino). He would play in the water with Brick once they meet, and become friends with Hazel. Can go on land as well, but prefers the water. He communicates with croaks, gurgles and other noises, and can speak very limited human language (very few fractions of words or sentences, it just sounds like gibberish), taught to him by Pizzahead.

Pepperman

Lumpfish (idk either just roll with it). He's kind of indifferent to humans, but he does think he's better than them. I could see him making a brush or something out of seaweed to draw. And then always getting upset that his drawings never stay cause of the water, but he keeps drawing anyway. Blames Noise for destroying his art even if he knows it's the water (Noise thinks it's funny). "Borrows" seaweed from Vigi's farm to make new brushes. But he'll also make statues out of various rocks and other things he finds laying around. Mostly of himself. Some humans think they're built from ancient civilizations, while others think it's some sort of elaborate hoax. Nobody recognizes Pepperman's talent :(

Vigilante

Sea slug. He genuinely believes humans want to kill sirens for nefarious reasons, possibly cause he's a little older i guess. Hands just appear when he needs them.

He has an underwater equivalent of a farm (like, he grows and tends to seaweeds, anemones, corals, etc), that he inherited from his grandpa. He'd love to just tend to the farm all day, but feels obligated to punish anyone who does wrong. Unofficial officer / sheriff of the sea. He still has his cowboy hat because i said so let me be silly on main.

Pizzahead

Ribbon eel. He can give others a little shock as if he had like a hand shocker thing. It mostly just hurts a bit and isn't lethal cause cartoon logic. He does not like humans, but mostly because he grew up with everyone around him telling him they're evil. Actually he's very curious and fascinated by humans, which is why he decided to clone Peppino. Mostly cause he sees him the most on the shore. Somehow. How he actually got his DNA is a mystery.

Later on he decides / attempts to make Fakey into a weapon after witnessing how strong Peppino is. He obsessively learns human language and tries to understand as much about human culture as he can. But he'll twist things around and tell others that he does it to "better understand their weaknesses". Right.

Pizzaface

Stingray. The leader of sirens in the elusive Siren Tower. He HATES humans, especially after some divers discovered the tower and continuously come there to explore. Basically just doesn't want his and his fellow sirens' home discovered or threatened. He's disappointed in Pizzahead because he taught himself human language, even after given an explanation (or excuse).

SPECULATION CORNER

Aka characters i can't quite figure out what to do with yet

Burton

A whale shark bc I can't get enough of sharks apparently. Sharks are cool okay

Alternative: just Mr. Stick's husband who sometimes comes with him to Peppino's

Gerome

A sentient rock and John's older brother, who always took care of him and helped him with the tower. Now just does maintenance and keeps John company.

Alternative: Peppino's janitor, but still made of rock because that's silly

John

A sentient rock that used to carry the tower around through the oceans but somehow got cursed and is now part of the foundation and can't move anymore. Was he a siren before? Or just a pillar? Or maybe a fish made of stone? We don't know.

#pizza tower #pizza tower au #Siren Tower AU #peppino spaghetti #gustavo pizza tower #brick pizza tower #mr. stick #the noise #noisette #fake peppino #pepperman #the vigilante #pizzahead #pizzaface #toasted art #it's finally done #i hate being so slow with drawing but hey #to the three people who liked this idea. hope you enjoy #to everyone else. hello look at this silly fish thing

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thestarswillspeak · 2 years

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astrology observations pt 1: natal chart edition

- i can always recognise those with a 12th house stellium or placements. there is a specific aura around them - especially venus in the 12th. the air of otherworldliness is present in everyone with this placement. there is a sense of mysteriousness, and it’s SO alluring lmao. for example: grace kelly, rihanna, alain delon

- people with mars in the 12th conjunct the ascendant may be considered very sexually attractive/desireable by those around them but they are uncomfortable about this, or uncomfortable in their own sexuality/ being considered sexy. it’s the weird dichotomy between a very outgoing placement (mars the planet of sex conjunct the ascendant which is how we present ourselves) but the 12th house being in the mix too. it adds an extra layer of complexity and a certain shyness.

- women with lilith in the first house are irresistible and extremely attractive but may feel objectified frequently. marilyn monroe had this placement

- people with saturn in the second house are probably good with money. they understand the importance of saving and are able to keep themselves under control in that department. this could have stemmed from having to deal with financial problems at an early age

- saturn in cancer may have felt restricted/neglected in their childhood or at home. they may have never felt cared for by their parents

- ceres conjunct saturn is kinda sad tbh especially if it’s at a tight orb. it’s as if saturn overpowers the nurturing nature of ceres and the person feels unworthy or uncomfortable whenever someone attempts to nurture them.

- mercury in the 12th house could find it hard to express themselves/ find the right words to vocalise what they’re thinking. this can be really frustrating.

- moon in 4th house have attachment to the home. for better or for worse. it could be unhealthy, meaning having anxiety about leaving or feeling too connected to the family and losing one’s own individuality. it could also mean simply a deep appreciation for everything the family has given to them and a healthy, sentimental love for the home.

- north node in the 12th house feel drawn to spirituality. like north node in the 8th house, the occult may be of interest too. tarot, witchcraft, astrology etc.

- mars or pluto in the 8th love horror movies lmao

- venus in the 7th tend to idealise every partner they have. everyone is ‘the one’ lol

- this is prob common knowledge but capricorns? i can literally sense you. they are the easiest sun sign to guess. if i think someone is a capricorn and it isn’t their sun, then it’s their rising. the physical appearance (usually dark, sculpted bone structure) or even the aura, it’s really obvious. like it isn’t a coincidence that timothee chalamet, alex turner and damiano david are all capricorns pffft

- saturn in 5th house can feel like their creativity is inhibited for some reason. they could also lowkey kill the vibe at parties accidentally.

- jupiter in the 5th is a lucky placement.

- mars conjunct venus are always attractive. it’s just a fact.

- all the people i know with venus in the 1st house love taking pictures of themselves

- neptune in 10th house may struggle to know what to do in life. they have many different interests

- taurus sun cancer moon is the SWEETEST combination. my best friend has this and is the most genuinely kind person i’ve ever met. (robert pattinson also has this placement which explains his chaotic good energy lmao)

- neptune opposite moon makes a person very sensitive. it’s a difficult aspect. they could feel an obligation to do too much for everyone around them, which is extremely draining.

- gemini risings are pretty easy to recognise. they are bubbly, intelligent and a lot of the time quite blunt.

- saturn square sun could face self esteem issues due to childhood criticism from the father

- mars square jupiter GET WHAT THEY WANT lmao this is an achiever. the square aspect amplifies the enthusiasm and action that comes with these two planets.

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lycheeloach · 8 months

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overanalyzing mordecai's letter to his mom

Transcription + ramblings under the cut

Mother, Forgive my unannounced departure. Circumstances relating to my employment have made required me to travel on short notice. It may be some time before I am able to correspond again, but you will find savings in my rented room above the dry grocery adequate for living. Give Mrs. Kovitz the name Ezra [and] she will allow you upstairs. There is a safe box in the southeast corner behind the baseboard. [combination in Hebrew, more on that later] Please use some portion of it to relocate to more suitable living space, expeditiously. Purchase somewhere if you are able. The building is poorly ventilated, m[cut off, but based on the version from the Lackadaisy website it almost certainly says 'moldy'] and unhealthful. -M[ordecai]

First things first, he opens his letter with just 'mother'. 1) he's more formal than Esther, who just calls her 'mom' (though that might be because it's a Serious Letter). 2) he also signs it just 'Mordecai'. no 'dear' or 'love' here because he's totally not sentimental at all, right? he's also bad at expressing emotions, so instead we have to extrapolate how much his family means to him through his actions.

'forgive my unannounced departure' is telling in a couple of ways. First, it's pretty much an apology, which is something we don't really see from Mordecai. Second, it suggests that he and his mom are still in frequent contact, even after he's moved out.

The way Mordecai crosses out the word 'made' and replaces it with 'required' is probably in an effort to sound less alarming- less like he was forced to skip town. But he's so pressed for time and resources that he doesn't start over with a fresh sheet of paper.

'It may be some time before I am able to correspond again' he knows he's screwed. He's pretty sure he's going to die on this train, but he focuses on what's more important- writing to his mom and telling her where to find the money necessary for her and his sisters to have a better life.

It's revealed that Mordecai is renting a room- this gives him the personal space he so desperately needs, and also might be for reasons of keeping his work and home lives separate. Ezra is presumably an alias and he may have even given Mrs. Kovitz instructions to let his mother in if she ever came by. (Sidenote, in all likelihood she was probably just his landlady but I still kinda want to know how Mordecai would interact with Mrs. Kovitz.)

SO. here's an interesting fact for you. The safe combination is the name of Mordecai's youngest sister, Hannah, who died in infancy (you can see her in Tzipporah's arms here). Characters in the Hebrew alphabet correspond to numbers, hence how her name could be a safe combination. I can't phrase this in an analytical way- Mordecai using the name of his sister who died approximately a decade ago for the safe makes me explode. It makes all my bones fall out.

Apparently Mordecai saved enough money for his family to only need some of it to move to a better place. He emphasizes the importance of moving right away, because their building is gross- more than that, the tenements had very high mortality rates, something that the Heller family experienced firsthand.

The last thing I want to say is how desperate Mordecai is to get the letter mailed, practically begging strangers for postage. He's certain he's about to be shot in the face and he still fixates on sending that letter, because if he doesn't, everything he did for his family will have been for nothing.

In conclusion, I am normal.

#loach.txt #mordecai heller #lackadaisy

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callapilla · 4 months

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going ahead and getting everything out of the way, my links are here and here if you can help me.

so like. i know i've been begging off and on trying to get out of my current living situation but like. my day to day life has completely broken down. things are just Not Happening Anymore, from the house being left to rot to simple things like my meds not getting picked up. i am entirely dependent on my mother for rides to work and appointments, and she's more interested in running off with her new boyfriend than like. actually making sure her kids have food at home which. great

i'm paying my bills by myself, buying food by myself, buying work shoes and toiletries by myself. my mom is charging me rent, and it's at the point where i fully can't afford to do it myself anymore. i can't save any money and still be able to feed myself and my pets, let alone cover all my bills, and i've been borrowing from friends to try and stay above water between checks. i desperately, desperately need to get out of here. my friend and i are still trying to plan moving in together and i just. don't see it happening at this point, frankly, which in combination with not being on my meds has obviously been great on my mental health. i've been having dissociative episodes at work because of just how absolutely pointless it feels to even try.

i don't know what to do anymore. i am literally just. begging for anyone to help me. i'll do anything. this paycheck was supposed to be a step in the right direction, and more than half of it has been decimated by my bills. i know this is a hard time of year for everyone and i know that i keep asking so i'm not expecting much but. at this point i just need hope.

#sig boost #boost

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the-badger-mole · 11 months

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To Tell the Truth...

Sokka was against it from the beginning. As soon as they spotted the stall, Sokka tried to steer his friends away from it. Especially his sister. Specifically his sister.

"Come on," Katara insisted. "What harm could it do?"

"It's a waste of money!" Sokka threw his hands up in frustration. "It's going to be Aunt Wu all over again."

"Aunt Wu didn't charge," Katara said. "She was also right. And besides, this isn't that expensive. Especially not since Mr. Moneybags here gave us access to the coffers." Katara grinned at Zuko and nudged him in the ribs. He'd shown them where his father had kept a supply of money in his office at the Ember Island beach palace. A combination of spite and an eagerness to make his new friends happy led him to be very generous with it's use.

"We might need to save that for later," Sokka groaned. "And you say I'm impulsive."

"It's a copper piece for each fortune," Suki pointed out. "That wouldn't even dent our grocery budget."

"Well count me out," Sokka folded his arms and glare at the ground. "The last time I went to one of these crackpots, she said that I was going to be the cause of my own misery."

"And that was wrong because...?" Katara smirked at Sokka. He just glared back at her.

"I'm not going," he repeated.

"Fine," Katara shrugged. "So you can wait for the rest of us."

"I think I'll pass, too," Zuko said eyeing the dilapidated stall dubiously. "Someone needs to be outside in case this place collapses."

"Fine, spoilsport," Katara scoffed. "So that leaves me, Suki, Toph and Aang."

"Wrong, Sweetness," Toph said. "I'm just fine living in the present, thank you."

"I'm in!" Aang chirped. "I had fun the last time." Sokka snorted and rolled his eyes, but that seemed to be the end of his protests.

Aang went first rushing forward to hand the fortuneteller- an elderly man with yellowing eyes- his payment. He motioned Aang into the back of the stall wordlessly. The reading took less than five minutes, and when Aang reemerged, he looked uncharacteristically subdued.

"What happened?" Sokka asked. "What that guy say." Aang's eyes went wide for a moment and shot a sideways glance at Katara.

"Well, he...er...he said..." Aang stammered. "I mean, it was bunch of nonsense, anyway. I think you were right Sokka. That guy's a quack. Maybe we should just go."

"No way!" Suki said emphatically. "Who cares if he's not the real deal. It's all in good fun."

"Waste of money and time," Sokka grumbled. Suki and Katara exchanged looks and rolled their eyes. Suki took her turn next. She paid and followed the fortunteller into the back room.

"What did he tell you?" Katara asked Aang. "Was it really so bad?" Aang looked at her and his face went bright red.

"It's not that important," he said. "It's just...he...he said that... I need to grow up?" His friends blinked in surprise.

"That's all?" Toph snorted. "Of course you need to grow up. You're 12."

"Yep," Aang chuckled nervously. "Like I said...a quack." Toph raised her brow at him.

"What else did he say?" she asked. Aang swallowed hard and looked around at his friends nervously. His eyes landed on Katara and he immediately looked downward. He was spared from answering by the reappearance of Suki.

Where Aang had been troubled by his reading, Suki looked positively delighted. She didn't wait for her friends to ask.

"He said that I am going to be an international name," she told them. "That I'm about to have a very big success soon, and it will catapult me into fame."

"I didn't know that was something you were interested in," Sokka said. "But I'm not surprised."

"Don't you get it?" Suki asked. "What...big event do we have coming up very soon that we want to succeed in?"

"You know that guy is just trying to tell you what you want to hear, right?" Sokka rolled his eyes again. "He just said something vague and positive so you'd fill in the blanks with whatever you want it to mean."

"He didn't do that with Aang," Suki pointed out. "And even if he's not the real deal, isn't it nice to hear that we're going to have a win? Especially after that play?"

"Yeah," Sokka scoffed. "Makes me feel all warm and fuzzy to hear some whack job predicting fame and fortune."

"He didn't say fortune," Suki said, shrugging.

Katara went last. She paid the fortuneteller and followed him into the backroom. It was as dark and stuffy as she anticipated, but the furnishings were much nicer than she expected. There were red and gold silk hangings all around the small space, making it feel even closer. A brass lamp hung overhead, the fire burning inside of it cast intricate, flickering shadows all around. The incense was just a touch too strong for such a small space, and it almost immediately made Katara dizzy. She sat at the low table on the surprisingly plush cushions while the fortuneteller settled in on the other side. The flickering lights made his already aged face look even more ancient. His eyes, dark and unnervingly still, fixed on her. His face remained expressionless, which unsettled Katara further.

"Um...d-do I ask you a question or-"

"You can," the fortuneteller said.

"Alright," Katara said. "Um...I guess...I want to know if me and my family will be okay."

"That's a broad question." The fortuneteller's mouth hardly seemed to move as he spoke. It was a trick of the dim light, Katara decided firmly.

"It's the one I want answered," Katara said. The man's face didn't change, but suddenly he seemed amused.

"I suppose that's not completely a lie," he said. Katara was taken aback at that. She didn't have time to respond. "Your family will be fine for the most part. There will be a lot of things to mend and rebuild in your near future, but the ones closest to you will be there to help."

Katara breathed a sigh of relief, even as her brother's assertions of fraud echoed in her mind. It was comforting to hear from the fortuneteller, regardless. She thought that was the end. She started to stand up when the fortuneteller's hand shot out and grabbed her wrist.

"What are you-"

"I have one more word of caution and a gift for you," the fortuneteller said. "First, the caution. You are very dishonest, Katara."

"How did you know my name?" she demanded. The fortuneteller went on as if he hadn't heard her.

"You use dishonesty to protect the people around you. You lie to yourself, too, and it will only lead to future heartbreak for you and those who rely on you. And now, a gift. Until the sun rises again, it is yours."

"What?" Katara stared at him. "What gift? What are you talking about? How did you know my name?" The fortuneteller sat placidly at the table. He was no longer holding Katara's arm. It hardly seemed like he'd moved at all. A shudder ran down Katara's spine, and she rushed from the stall. Her friends were immediately concerned.

'What happened in there?" Sokka demanded.

"I got my fortune read," Katara said, taking a shaky breath in.

"Are you alright?" Zuko asked. Katara nodded.

"I'm fine," she assured her friends. "It was just...very stuffy in there. His incense was too strong."

"Let's get out of here," Sokka said. "We should head home."

When they got back onto the palace grounds, Aang seemed to have bounced back from whatever funk he'd been in. He turned to Katara with a hopeful smile.

"Hey, Katara, do you want to walk down to the beach with me?" he asked. Katara smiled back at him.

"No," she said. She balked in surprise along with her friends.

"A-are you busy?" Aang asked. Katara started to nod uncertainly.

"I'm not busy," she said. "I just don't want to go for a walk with you." Aang was stunned by Katara's bluntness, but Katara was too distracted to notice. The words she'd spoken were her own, but they were her thoughts, and not what she'd meant to say. Her friends looked at her in surprise. She was never that blunt. Not with Aang, anyway.

"Are you alright?" Zuko asked.

"I am," Katara nodded uncertainly. "I just don't feel like walking with Aang."

"What did I do?" Aang asked. He sounded hurt, and his eyes were wide with shock.

"The last time we were alone, you kissed me," Katara said. Around her she heard her friends gasp. "I didn't like it. I'm afraid you're going to try to kiss me again." Why had she said that? Katara's hands flew to her mouth. Her friends had all rounded on Aang, and suddenly they erupted into loud demands and questions. Sokka bore down on him furiously, his voice rising above the others.

"You did what to my sister?" Katara slipped away in the confusion, fleeing for the shelter of the palace. She ran to the kitchen and sat against the door. She hadn't meant to say that. She hadn't planned to tell anyone what happened with Aang on the balcony. Why had it just come out like that? Part of her wanted to go back and calm everyone down, but she was afraid of what else she might say.

(Aang deserved the wrath he was facing).

Katara jumped up, shaking her head of that last thought. What Aang did to her was wrong, but he didn't deserve to face Sokka's wrath. She leaned against the counter in the middle of the room and took several deep breaths. He didn't deserve that...did he?

"Katara?" She spun around and found her friends standing in the doorway. Aang wasn't with them, unsurprisingly, but Katara felt a sting nonetheless.

"Sokka sent Aang to his room," Toph said.

"Are you alright?" Zuko asked.

"No," Katara said honestly. "I don't know what's wrong with me. I didn't mean to say that. I wasn't going to say anything about what happened at the play. It just...came out."

"Good!" Sokka exclaimed. "You should have told me when it happened! I'd have kicked his butt right there!"

"I'm surprised you didn't do it," Toph said.

"I-I couldn't," Katara gripped the counter behind her. The words felt like vomit rising in her throat. She tried to hold them down, but they came spewing out. "I wanted to protect him. I didn't want him to kiss me, but I thought I still had to protect him." What was happening?

"That's not your job," Suki said.

"It is though!" Katara tried clenching her teeth, but they wouldn't stay shut. "He's the Avatar. He's supposed to end the war. I need to make sure he gets there."

"Woah..." Sokka took a step back. "Is that what you've thought this whole time?"

"Yes!" Katara was frantic. "I can't stop saying what I'm thinking! Why can't I stop?" Her distress finally registered with her friends. They froze, uncertain what to be most concerned about at the moment.

"Katara," Suki ventured first. "Are you feeling sick?"

"No," Katara shook her head. "I just can't stop myself from saying whatever's in my head."

"What do you mean?" Toph asked. "Like you can't lie?" Katara shook her head. Her entire body was quaking now.

"I don't know what's happening to me," she said. Her friends watched her quietly for a moment.

"Did that fortuneteller guy do something to you?" Zuko asked. Katara looked up sharply and gasped.

"The gift," she said.

"What?" Sokka leaned forward. "What gift?" Katara told her friends exactly what had happened during her reading. The fortunetellers positive prediction. How unsettled she'd felt in the claustrophobic room. How he'd reached out to grab her before she left and spoke about how she was being dishonest.

"Then he told me he was giving me a gift," she concluded. "He said I'd have it until sunrise. Did-do you think he...had something to do with this?"

"No!" Sokka said firmly. "No way! It's one thing to say that guy can predict the future, but a truth spell?"

"Well, how else do you explain it?" Katara asked. "It's either he did something, or I'm losing my mind!" Sokka stared at her for a long while, mouth opening and closing uselessly.

"We don't know that anything's actually wrong with you," Suki said. "You spilled the beans about Aang kissing you without your permission. It's clearly been bothering you. Maybe him asking you to be alone with him again set you off."

"There's one way to test that theory," Toph pointed out. Katara leaned forward eagerly.

"What is it?"

"Tell us the truth, Katara," Toph's mouth turned into a wicked grin. "What do you really think about Zuko?"

For a moment nothing happened. For a split second Katara started to relax. Then she felt the words rising into her throat again. The thoughts that she intended to keep to herself prickling the back of her tongue, threatening to gag her if she didn't let them out. She tried to trap them with her teeth, but then she glanced at Zuko, with that adorably confused look on her face, and she knew she was going to lose this fight.

But at least now she knew what was going on. She'd find a way to make Toph pay later.

#atla #zutara #zutara month #day 27 #truth serum/spell #anti aang #anti kataang #got this in under the wire #THE YEAR OF CONTENT!!!!

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simsforks · 5 months

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This is Abraham and Nellie Landgraab. They recently got married, after Abraham's father passed away, and left him his old farm. Though Abraham had never taken much interest in life on the farm, he knew that right now, this was the best way to make money for his soon-to-be budding family. Abraham and Nellie married out of love. They feel very fortunate to have done so.

Hello! I'm Coco. Aaaaand welcome to my new simblr, I guess???? I hate introducing myself as I never know what to write, so I decided to just combine it with a "proper" post. I've always loved the decades challenge, and have actually completed it once on my own (only legacy challenge I've ever actually completed after 10 years of playing the sims lol) So I've decided to do it again :) I'm really excited to do this with a lot more focus on the story, so I hope it works out!!! Oh yeah - and these are supposed to be the actual Landgraab ancestors. Obviously completely fictional from my brain. The plan is to play them up until the current Landgraabs. Just thought It'd be fun lmao. I'm also playing in the antiquated brindleton save by @antiquatedplumbobs - it is absolutely amazing!!

#ts4 decades challenge #ts4 historical #1890 #ts4 legacy #the landgraab legacy #abraham landgraab #nellie landgraab #new simblr #ts4 gameplay #ts4 community

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celaenaeiln · 7 months

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(Cracks fingers)

Okay now it’s time for a relatively big question. Between these two, who would say defined Dick’s true persona the best?

Marv Wolfman (New Teen Titans) or Chuck Dixon (Robin Year One, Nightwing solo book)?

noooooooo how can you be so cruel as to ask me 😭😭😭😭 I love them both so muchhh

Okay you might hate me for this but I'm the type of person who accepts everything written about a character unless that comic has glaring inconsistencies that completely contradict what other writers have written.

So for me these two are some of the absolute best writers and you're making me choose! 😭

Robin Year One is one of my all time favorite comics but at the same time Marv Wolfman wrote Silver Age: Teen Titans and I loved that comic.

However I'm more interested in Chuck Dixon's work because he retained Dick's psychotic quality that he was known for from his robin days. He writes Dick as a happy, intelligent child with extraordinary abilities and accomplishing daring feats. He writes Dick with all the daring and brilliance that the world's greatest acrobat and genius prodigy of Batman should have.

Dixon's portrayal of Bruce and robin Dick is heartwarming is the most accurate representation of their relationship.

Furthermore he gives Alfred's perspective on how Dick made Bruce's life so much better. Some which I talked about in my previous post.

The little things he does like juggling with batarangs

Being popular in school

Being an ace basketball player

Being so overly competent that he can kock out people and guns three at a time with pool balls-

All of this is the essence of Dick Grayson. While Marv Wolfman does a good job, he doesn't quite emulate who Dick Grayson is a person, more specifically robin.

I like Chuck Dixon's Nightwing better.

Chuck Dixon's Nightwing run IS the BEST Nightwing run ever written. For one, he makes Dick come alive as a person.

"I've only been here two minutes. And already I want to shower with clorox and sandpaper."

He's the one responsible for bringing back Dick's jokes and laughter in Nightwing that Dick's robin is iconic for.

He's made Dick the caring, lovable person that Dick was as robin but with the maturity of an adult.

He saves a woman, protects her from being raped, gives her his money and ticket, and sends her on her way to a safer place with no questions asked, just kindness in his soul.

He writes Dick to be the brilliant detective and extraordinary fighter he is.

Best of all, his craziness!!

DICK!! CRAZY ALERT?!

Chuck Dixon's Dick Grayson is funny, brilliant, wild, and loving. That's why I like him so much and this is who I believe Dick Grayson is.

But Marv Wolfman did a fantastic job writing Dick's maturity and his relationships with other people. He focuses on Dick's detective side and how Dick interacts and engages with other titans.

While not as funny, his Dick is also extremely intelligent and loving. He created Dick to love with his full heart and upright morals.

He invests in people, he's loyal, loving, and faithful. It's just another part of him.

So I can't say one person wrote him better than the other. Wolfman and Dixon combined create the whole picture of Dick Grayson. But I can say I prefer Dixon as a personal choice because I just happen to like those particular traits of Dick's he emphasized more even though all of them are equally important and make Dick who he is.

#dick grayson #nightwing #robin dick grayson #bruce wayne #batman #teen titans #thanks for the ask!

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ONE MORE DANCE.

Hyunjin x reader. (s,f)

CHAPTERS: ONE DANCE / VESPER.

Synopsis: Successfully sold his painting, Hyunjin fulfilled his promise to spend all of his money on you. (9,8k words)

Author's note: As always, enjoy this one :)

"Oh! I know this one!"

Hyunjin was carefully picking up his paintbrush when you grab the sleeve of his shirt, showing the poster of famous paintings stuck to the wall of the art store.

He puts down the one he's holding and back into its wooden box to look at the poster you're pointing at.

"It's The Scream by Edvard Munch," you confidently say with a smile but it slowly fades as doubt slowly settles in your face, "right?"

He puts his hand around your shoulder and sneaks a quick kiss on your temple, "you're right," he says.

You brightly grin at him and place your hand on the small ok his back, lightly caressing it with your knuckle as you look at the poster, then asks, "what is it called The Scream though? What is he screaming at?"

That's the one thing that he likes about you, you're always curious and open to learning new things.

"See? This is why this painting has been misinterpreted for over a century," he says.

Your eyebrows furrowed in question, "how?"

"Most people assume that the figure in the painting is screaming in terror and agony. But that's not actually the case," he explains.

You stop caressing his back and scoot closer to him, putting your hand around his waist, "so what it's actually about?"

Hyunjin licks his lips before answering your question, "the artist, Edvard Munch painted it after experiencing a deep red sunset that overwhelmed him and triggered a panic attack."

He guesses you can see that from the intense combination of colors that visually describes what the figure was seen in the painting.

"At that moment, Munch felt though as the world was closing in on him and the only way to escape was to cover his ears and shut out the noise," he then gently pulls you to stand in front of him so he can cover your ears with his hands.

"So the figure in the painting isn't screaming at all, he's covering his ears in an attempt to block out the overwhelming sensation that is causing him to panic,"

He puts his hands away from your ears, then places them on your shoulders, "so it's not just a painting of a screaming figure. It's a powerful and relatable depiction of the human experience," he finishes.

You seem to get the truth behind the painting is much more interesting and poignant but what amuses him the most is this moment of enlightenment every time he tells you one of those bits about paintings.

"If he isn't screaming then why it's called The Scream?" You ask with pure confusion.

You have very critical thinking and he loves that about you. He slips his hands under your arms and holds you, "it's the world that is screaming at him," he simply answers.

"Oh, wow!" You lowly gasp in awe.

You place your hands on top of his, "that completely changes the way I interpreted and adds layers of depth and meaning to this painting," you say, still a bit bewildered by the revelation.

You turn your head to look at him, "why are you so smart?"

Hyunjin nonchalantly shrugs with a cocky pout that makes you giggle in response.

"Save some brain for the rest of the men, please?" You turn around to face him while keeping his hands wrapped around you.

He shakes his head, then gently kisses your nose.

"I have the perfect boyfriend," you compliment again with a sly smile on your face, but he knows you're just fishing for another kiss from him.

How can he refuse when he likes kissing you? He leans in but you turn your head to the side, looking at something behind him.

"I've seen that one so many times!" You say.

Hyunjin turn around to see the printed poster of the Rococo painting known as The Happy Accident of The Swing. He sucks air through his teeth and turns you around to look at the poster together. He leans into your ear, then whispers, "it's about sex."

You snort in disbelief, "yeah, right."

Hyunjin flashes you a daring stare, "you don't believe me?"

"How is it about sex? The lady is having fun on a swing," you tell him your simple interpretation of the painting.

He lightly shakes his head at you in disagreement, "for one, that man is looking right up the lady's dress," he says.

Your mouth pursed into a doubting frown, "please, proceed!"

With the chance you've given him, he's more than eager to enlighten you once more.

"The one who's pushing the swing is her husband and he's unaware of the presence of the other man hiding behind the rose bushes, which, in rococo art was a classic symbol of female sexuality," he explains with his hands steadily holding you by the waist.

"The young lover thrusts his cap in the bushes and at the time, a man's cap was often used to conceal an erection."

Your mouth hung open at that bit of information and shot him a glance.

"The lady's shoe has been cast off in her swinging movement and I think you know what exposed ankles got to do with sexual desires at that time, right?"

"Oh, yes, definitely," you shortly reply while nodding.

You suddenly turn around to face him and grab the front of his shirt, "talking about sex..."

His heart pitter-patters just from you mentioning it, oh... the power you have over him.

"You want to do it at the art store? Really?" He teases you.

You burst out laughing, gently pushing him away, "you're deranged!"

He chases you as you walk through the hall of kinds of paintbrushes in different sizes and colors and materials.

"Finish your shopping quickly because we have to go somewhere," you say with a sly grin.

Since you pique his interest, Hyunjin hurriedly picks a few things around the store and paid for everything.

It feels good that he finally gets to pay for his things himself and not only that, he gets to buy you things just like he promised you.

What he doesn't expect is you take him to a lingerie store. He stops you as you're about to push the door of the store.

"I'll just wait outside," he says, refusing to come shopping with you.

You pout at him, "you said you'll spend your money on me."

He takes out his wallet from the back pocket of his jeans and offers it to you, "take it with you," he says.

Instead of taking the wallet, you grab him by the wrist and drag him inside.

There's only another lady looking around the store and another one is the staff working behind the checkout counter, but Hyunjin can tell that his cheeks are heating and reddening.

"What are you so shy about?" You ask with a low laugh.

It's that obvious and Hyunjin gets even more flustered so he keeps his head down low. He knows he's being silly, it's not like he's in there to feed his strange fetish.

"Help me pick!" You link your arm with him, taking him to a section of matching hanged matching underwear in various colors and fabrics.

To be honest, Hyunjin can't pick any because he knows you look way better without them and he likes it that way. But to pass the chance to see you in something like this, not when he has seen how extremely dangerous you can be in them.

There's something he's curious about though, "you're buying some for work?"

You scoff and strongly deny, "no."

He looks at you with a questioning face.

"I'll buy them myself for that," you say as you take an underwear in electric blue color and feel the fabric with your fingertips.

You slip your hand under and rest it on his back, "I make you choose because I'll be wearing them for you," you say with your wide, innocent eyes.

He knows that he shouldn't be performing anything obscene in this very place but knows that you want to wear something of his choosing just to please him, making his blood pump in the direction that he doesn't want it to go. At least, not right now.

He swallows air to calm himself down and focus on the task at hand, his hand awkwardly scanning the selection of matching underwear on a railing.

It's not hard to imagine you wearing them but he gets uneasy with every image flashing through his head, raising the temperature of his body.

He thinks you'll look pretty in white lace but on the other hand, he likes seeing you in red silk fabric. When he thinks about it again, it doesn't matter which one you're wearing as long as he gets to be the one taking them off of you.

"I'm going to try a few of them. Do you mind waiting?" You ask.

He pecks your lips and smiles, "not at all!"

Hyunjin sits on the small round sofa facing the fitting rooms and waits for you while trying on your lingerie picks. He checks his phone for any new emails related to his paintings.

The door of your fitting room creaks open and he glances up to see you pop your head between the door, "baby, can you help me?"

He puts his phone away and comes to your aid, "what happened, beautiful?"

You open the door a little wider for him to get in, "something stuck... my hair..." you answer.

Hyunjin quickly gets in and closes the door behind him after, "let me see!"

The next thing he knows, you pin him against the wall and kiss him hard. It takes him a moment to finally get a grasp of the situation, that you're wearing nothing but your underwear, and your breasts are squashed between your chests.

He slowly pulls away from the kiss to catch a breath, "babe, we're—"

You shut him up with a haste kiss, "shh..." you hushed him, "we're doing a little misdemeanor."

He recognizes this combination of a sly smirk and naughty hands that are going down his body, and he knows how it's going to end: he’ll let you have what you want.

"It's small and tight and hot. It's the perfect place to do it," your lips graze his lips as you speak.

"To do what?"

You seductively giggle, "I'll show you," you say, sinking your mouth in his neck.

Hyunjin gasps as you slip your hand inside his jeans and start touching his clothed cock, getting hard with every gentle stroke.

He's getting a little antsy, afraid that someone would come knocking on the door or worse, barging into the fitting room even though he clearly sees that it's latched.

"Maybe we should—"

You shut him up with another rushed kiss on his lips, then whisper, "be quiet!"

The eyes you're giving me telling him that you're up to no good and he's right, you're going down until you kneel on the floor.

Slowly, you unzip the fly of his jeans and pull it down low enough to let his semi-hard length out of its confine. You wrap your hand around it, your thumb rubs the tip of his cock in circular motions.

"Be good for me and keep quiet, mmh?" you tell him as you keep pumping his cock right in front of your face.

Hyunjin can't find it in him to promise you anything, he knows that's going to be one hell of a task. He knows what you are capable of, especially with that pretty mouth of yours.

His chest is heaving as his breath grows heavy, he can't look away when you begin taking him into your mouth, little by little.

You wet the tip with your tongue and smear the saliva down his length as a lubricant, you put your hair to one side before putting his cock in your mouth again.

Your mouth is easing down his length until it fully disappeared in your mouth, your lips wrapped around him so beautifully.

A low moan falls out of his mouth and echoes in the small space. You pull away after a moment with a gasp and a string of saliva connecting your lips to his cock.

This is a view that even he doesn't dare to dream of yet secretly yearns to see from time to time.

Hyunjin wipes the mess around your mouth with his thumb, "can't even wait until we're home, mmh?"

You put his thumb into your mouth and suck on it, you let go with a satisfied grin, "I want it so bad," you answer.

Fuck! You know how much he likes your blunt, shameless answers and it's making him incredibly hard it starts twitching in response.

You put your hands on your lap and look up at him with those big, innocent eyes, then sweetly you ask, "Please?"

How can he say no? The only right answer is yes.

Hyunjin brushes all of your hair to the side and holds your face for a while, "have it as much as you want, angel," he replies.

You flash him a delightful grin and don't waste time taking him into your mouth again, this time you add your hand to compensate for the rest that your mouth can't take.

Not only are you pumping his cock, but you're also sucking it at the same time. With those stimulations going all at once, Hyunjin's eyes are fluttering shut, overwhelmed with pleasure.

His erratic breath grows louder and he fears everyone walking past the room can hear it but that's the excitement of it.

The fact that everyone else is unaware of the lewd thing you do together inside the fitting room introduces him to this newfound thrill. He looks down and sees you enjoying pleasing him with your eyes never straying away from his.

"Want to let everyone know what you're doing to me?" He asks you.

You don't answer but keep sucking him harder so that a moan slipped past his mouth. He takes it that you chose to give him a hard time to keep it in the room.

Hyunjin tries to stop looking down only to see it through the mirror, your head bobbing in front of him and your ass resting on your folded legs.

It's getting hard to hold it in when your mouth feels so good around him, you know how to twirl your tongue to add more to it.

"Baby, you should stop," he softly tells you with his hand in your hair.

He sighs as you ignore his words and keep going, he tries again and desperately says, "I'm going to cum."

You finally let go but keep pumping it with your hand, "cum in my mouth," you simply reply.

You don't wait for his agreement but put it back into your mouth, this time you mercilessly keep going without any sign of stopping.

Hyunjin unintentionally tugs at a fistful of your hair as he lowly grunts against the wall, almost slumping down as his knees grow weak.

"I'm cumming, I'm cumming," he repeatedly says with a ragged breath.

You stop sucking but keep the tip in your mouth but your hand continuously pumps his slick cock. Hyunjin can feel it shooting out of him and he watches as you take it in your mouth.

You open your mouth to take a little more of him as his load keeps spurting out of him. You lick it clean for him and for a few seconds, he can see the white of his seed on your tongue before you swallow it all down.

After zipping up his jeans, Hyunjin immediately helps you wipe the mess around your mouth and gets you up from the floor.

"Did you like it?" You ask.

Hyunjin places his mouth on yours, the same one that has just pleased him a while ago. He kisses you deep with his hands around your waist.

"I got so tempted to let everyone know how much you pleased me," he answers.

You giggle in response and let him kiss you down the column of your neck.

And even though there's still enough space for two, he keeps pulling you close until there's no gap between your bodies.

"Need help with the bags?"

Hyunjin watches you taking the shopping bags from the backseat as he waits in the car. He's dropping you off at the entrance of the apartment building since he's heading to his new rented studio a few blocks from here.

You collect your purse next from the passenger's side and he pouts when you're about to close the car door.

"Are you not going to kiss me first?" He asks.

You chuckle and rush to bend over with half of your body inside the car, "you're such a baby," you cutely fuss.

He unbuckles his seatbelt so he can meet you in the middle, "I am your baby," he simply answers.

He hates it whenever he has to part with you, but Hyunjin doesn't want to slack off anymore. He has to get back to the studio and paint so he can always spoil you like today.

You're not specifically asking for it but after what you've done for him, he must do so.

When his lungs start to scream for oxygen, that's when Hyunjin allows himself to pull away from the kiss.

"Are you still going to work tonight?"

You nod.

"Told you I can provide for us now," he playfully remarks but deep down, that's what he wants.

He wants you to stop working and let him provide for both of you. However, you are your own person and he believes you have personal goals to achieve, there's nothing he can do about it but be supportive like you've always been to him.

"And I'll keep making you spend your money on me," you say back with a chuckle.

"I don't mind at all," he says and kisses you again, his hand that is on your neck slides down to your chest, and smoothly, he thrusts in hand into your cleavage.

"Stop seducing me and go to your studio, please?" You say against his lips while putting his hand away from your chest.

With one last kiss on his neck, you get out of the car and close the car door after. He watches as you carry your shopping bags in both hands and walk into the apartment building.

When he gets to the studio, his heart is content and ready to paint.

It's when he's alone his emotions can show and he'll pour it out onto his canvas, expressing what he feels in strokes of paints and mixes of colors.

He has no specific muse for his art but life itself. Lately, though, he paints with his head filled with you. Your smile, your laugh, your face, your body... the whole you are a source of inspiration to him.

You may have become his muse.

Apart from the obvious fact that you're his biggest supporter, not only financially but also emotionally. You never stop encouraging him and making him believe in himself, that he's on the right track.

If it wasn't for you, he wouldn't be back here in the studio painting his second series for his next exhibition. He's been diligently working on it for the past few days that he forgot the time, that he was supposed to be at home to welcome you home and takes care of you like he always does.

He comes home at dawn to find you already sleeping on your side of the bed, looking so peaceful that it feels like a crime to wake you up.

Hyunjin consoles himself by placing a tender kiss on your forehead and lips, "Sleep well, my love," he whispers to you.

As if you heard him in your sleep and sense his presence, you snuggle to his side with your head nuzzling into the crook of his neck.

Hyunjin guesses you must be so used to sleeping next to him, your body fits right into him like a piece of puzzle slides into place. He affectionately caresses your face that he longed to see whenever he closes his eyes.

He slides his hand down the curve of your body and whimpers at how your skin is soft like a floating cloud in the sky.

But what he likes the most is the heart of yours that lies beneath your skin and bones, the heart that tirelessly loves him past his shortcomings and mistakes.

He puts his hand there and feels it beating under his palm, then softly, he whispers, "I love you."

Hyunjin patiently waits for you to wake up to tell you good news.

His face lights up when you come out of the bedroom, trudging your way to the kitchen while twisting your hair into a messy knot.

"You came home later than me but how come you woke up earlier than me?" You mumble as you go right into his arm, hugging him.

Hyunjin firmly holds his coffee mug to not slosh it, he hugs you back with an arm around your shoulder, then kisses the top of your head.

"What do you want for breakfast?" His hand starts going up and down your back.

"Cereal," you shortly reply with your head resting on his chest.

"With cold milk?"

You nod again and look up at him with a smile on your face.

"Why don't you sit and I'll get it for you?"

"Okay," you place a quick kiss on his cheek, then walk around the kitchen island to the dining table.

You start eating once Hyunjin is served a bowl of cereal with milk in front of you while sitting cross-legged on the chair. Hyunjin goes back to the kitchen to get you a cup of coffee and comes to sit next to you, watching you eat while sipping his coffee.

He waits until you're done to ask you something, "will you be working today?"

Your eyebrows raise for a second and he guesses you get the hint that he has a plan for you today, "well if you have a better plan..." you say with a playful smile and a shrug.

He chuckles seeing you already got excited even when he's only hinting at it, "I do have a plan," he says.

Your smile grows wider, "yeah?"

He can't help but smile along with you, "I'll be taking you out for dinner tonight."

You smack your lips together as you start to guess in your head, "where?"

Hyunjin puts a stray hair behind your ear and holds the side of your face, it's hard to look at your face and not get the urge to kiss you so he allows himself to give you a long kiss.

"Somewhere special," he finally answers.

"How special?"

He leans in close to the side of your face, "very special."

You bite your lower lip in anticipation, "should I know why?"

He leans back in his chair and sips his coffee, "do I need a reason to spoil my girlfriend?"

You take your coffee mug as well, "of course not!"

Hyunjin admires the effort you put into dressing up for tonight.

He's been waiting in the living room in his attire of black suit and slicked-back hair for almost an hour. It's getting too long that he starts to get worried that something is happening behind the bedroom door that you keep closed so he can't watch you as you get ready.

He knocks on the door, "are you okay?"

A second later he heard a faint answer from inside the room, "In a minute!"

He softly chuckles at your irrelevant answer but now he heard you still respond to his question, he takes it that you still need time.

He's walking to the kitchen to get a glass of water when the bedroom door finally opens, he spun on his feet to look at you.

Goodness, you look stunning in a black dress! It doesn't expose any skin except for the part below the hem of the dress that falls right above the knee but the dress is skintight, perfectly capturing the beautiful shape of your body.

His thirst intensifies, a glass of water wouldn't be much help at this point.

When his eyes land on your face again, he sees your scintillating smile, "I'm ready," you tell him.

The problem is he's not ready yet to share this sight with everyone else.

"Can you twirl for me, my darling?" He nicely requests.

You don't hesitate to do what he asked but slowly turn on your heels until you face him again.

Hyunjin has to consciously remind himself to breathe but it seems useless to do so when you're so breathtaking, he can't keep your eyes off of you. If he can't keep himself in control, it would derail his entire plan for tonight.

He holds his hand out at you which you eagerly take, "you're so gorgeous," he sweetly praises.

You place a hand on his chest, "and you should say that to yourself," you say back with a flirty smile.

The urge to take a look at you at any chance possible is making it hard for him to stay focused on his driving, the night has just started but he gets impatient already.

He consoles himself by holding your hand and kissing it, knowing the night is special already because you're in it.

"Have you made a reservation?" The waiter asks when Hyunjin is about to enter the hotel restaurant.

"Yes, it's under Hwang Hyunjin," he answers.

The waiter checks on his computer and delightfully gasps at the sight of his name on the list, he walks to the front of his desk then says, "this way Mr. and Mrs. Hwang!"

He glances at you at the way the waiter addressed both of you and sees you smiling as he walks with you to the table.

It's not the first time you've both been having dinner at a fine dining restaurant.

With the money he got from the painting he sold, Hyunjin is finally able to afford it. This will be his first time taking you out on a proper date and paying for everything.

It's even nicer that he's not getting any complaints from you because you know this is his way of spoiling you. He's happy that you're thoroughly enjoying what he offers you.

Everything is so perfect, the food, the candle laying low on the center of the dining table, the smile on your face, and the eyes that are looking back at him.

"Am I forgetting something? Your birthday? Our anniversary?" You ask with eyebrows furrowed in panic.

Hyunjin lowly laughs, "no."

You let out a sigh of relief and take a sip of your wine, "okay, we're good," you say.

You prop a hand under your chin and look at him, "this is perfect!"

He shakes his head, "you're perfect!" He says back.

You reach for his hand on the table and lace it with him, "we're perfect," you correct him.

There's so much to say but words can't do justice to what he truly feels at the moment, but the way he looks at you tells so much. His finger trails the back of your hand and the smile that never leaves his face for a second.

He's content, happy beyond what his heart can contain.

"Honeymoon suite, huh?" You playfully say once both of you got into the elevator to get to your hotel suite floor.

Hyunjin holds his smile as he pushes the button on the panel but you're relentless, you crash your body against him and push him backward until his back meets the mirror walled the elevator.

You lean in close to his face and tease his lips with yours, "we skip the wedding and go straight to the honeymoon part, mmh?"

You tip your head to the side with your eyes looking through your lashes you say, "I like that."

What is this small space with a mirror remind him of? The fitting room where you gave him a glorious blow job that he gets shiver still whenever he thinks about it.

His heart starts to beat out of his chest and he found his hands wrapped around you. He can't think when your lips are so close to his that he gives in immediately when it grazes...

He aborts his plan as the elevator doors slide open and an elderly couple got in. He puts one hand away and the other rests on the small of your back.

"You almost got me," he whispers to you.

And he keeps his guard up as he stepped out of the elevator, holding your hand to guide you to the suite which he specially booked for the two of you.

He gives you the privilege to open the door and be the first to get inside, he can hear your soft gasp as you go further inside the suite.

"Champagne and roses?" You raise an eyebrow at him at the spread of delicacies on the table.

You take a strawberry out of a bowl of them and walk to the double doors that lead to the main bedroom. He chases after you and leans against the doorway to see you admire the level of romantic gesture he puts in it.

You flash him an impressed smile at the sight of rose petals forming the shape of a heart on the bed. You run and throw yourself at him, "ugh, it's so romantic I'm so jealous of us!"

After a little tour around the suite, he takes you back to the living room and sits on the sofa. He starts by opening a bottle of champagne and fills two flutes with the bubbling alcohol.

Clinking your glasses together, you both take a sip and don't waste time refilling them again.

"Okay, it's the right time to tell me the truth," you say as you take your champagne flute from his hand.

"You're not sick, right?"

Hyunjin's eyebrows knitted into a question mark, "sick? I'm not sick," he innocently answers.

You let out a sigh again, "I can't help but think that you're taking me here because you have bad news to tell me," you say and gulp your champagne in one go.

He lets out a low laugh, "It's partly true."

You abruptly swallow down your wine and let out a hiccup.

"I have news but a good one," Hyunjin immediately clarified his previous remark.

You gently punch his arm, "just tell me what is it!"

"Ouch!" He yelps in pain, then laughs.

While rubbing his arm, he decides that it's the perfect time to break the news he's been keeping to himself, "I sold another painting today!"

Your hand flew to your mouth as you squeal in excitement, "oh, my God!"

Without thinking, you throw yourself at him again and he topples onto the sofa. He may as well holds you back as you lay on top of him.

"I was so happy today that I thought I was going to hear something bad from you," you nag him.

He laughs from under you and slowly, he puts you down to lie beside him on the sofa, he sees your eyes brimming with tears.

"These are tears of happiness," you tell him before he gets the wrong idea.

He pulls you close and holds you again, "it's because of you," he says.

You groan in disagreement, "it's because you're talented and passionate and hardworking and—"

"And you endlessly supported me throughout everything," he finishes your sentence.

You coo in response, "don't mention it, baby, I know I'm a great girlfriend," you brag.

The celebration continues with more glasses of champagne and feeding each other strawberries dipped in chocolate, it gets messy when you intentionally smear the chocolate all over his lips.

"I'll clean it for you," you enthusiastically lean in and clean the mess on his lower lips in kitten licks, finishing it with a long smooch on his lips.

"Thank you," he mutters after.

"You're very welcome," you cheerily answers.

Hyunjin dips another strawberry into a bowl of chocolate sauce and eats it right in front of you which you intently watch without blinking.

"Let me!" You say as you take his hand and slowly, you take each finger in your mouth to clean the chocolate sauce on them.

It's too late to avoid getting into your trap when he's already down the rabbit hole.

You just know how to raise the temperature and intensify the tension. When you get to his middle finger, you take all of it into your mouth and suck gently at it, you do it without straying your eyes away from him.

Hyunjin slowly pulls his finger out of you and sees it glistening wet with your saliva. Fuck! Now all he can think about is how your red-painted lips would look wrapped around his cock.

He's losing it and his body reacts faster than his brain, he presses a haste kiss on your lips, hard and deep that you're having a hard time catching up with him.

Everything is out of control. His lips, his tongue, his hand, and your hand that go down his body only make his slacks tighten around the crotch.

Hyunjin reminds himself again of his initial plan and stops your hand from going lower, he breaks the kiss with a gasp that surprised you as well.

"What? Why? Didn't you book a honeymoon suite so we can have it?" You ask in confusion.

You put your hand on his neck and tug at the collar of his shirt, "by it I mean sex, just so we're clear," you explain.

Hyunjin softly chuckles and pecks your lips, "that's true," he says.

"Then why did you stop me?" You ask with an uneasy smile.

He smiles at you and gives you a look of fondness, "I have something to ask," he says.

You swallow air and turn nervous, "does it have something to do about the way the waiter called us Mr. and Mrs. Hwang?" You ask with squinted eyes and a sly smile.

He enjoys torturing you by keeping you second-guessing his intentions, "Uhm... maybe," he vaguely answers.

Your face slightly turns into an expression he can't quite decipher, it's a mix of excitement, confusion, and a little fear. But your eyes tell him something different, they're full of twinkles, of hope.

You get up to sit on the sofa and fix your hair quickly with your fingers, "go ahead then. Ask!'

Hyunjin fixes his sitting position and looks at you without saying anything, he wants to build the suspense by stalling and making you wait in anticipation.

He has a conflict inside of him, a part of him hesitates to ask for it and the other part of him wants it so much, the thing is it's not something that he can easily ask from you which is what makes it special.

If he gets rejected, he sure as hell won't ask for it again.

"Ugh, the suspense is killing me," you groan as you grab him by the shoulder, then shake it to snap him out of his head.

He takes your hand and holds it close to his chest.

"Now that I sold another painting..." he stares at your face that turns serious once he begins talking, "can you perhaps..."

He bites his lower lip as hesitancy stops him from talking.

"Can I perhaps what?" You ask, shaking his hand this time.

He bites his lower lip while mustering up the courage to continue talking, "can you perhaps..." he takes a deep, shaky breath, "give me a lap dance?"

Your face turns flat for a second then drastically changes into an amused one in the next second, "a lap dance? That's what you're asking for?"

Hyunjin stifles a nod.

You drop your head onto your hands and laugh, "baby, why did you hesitate so much to ask me that?"

He shyly shrugs in response.

You lean in close to press a gentle kiss on his lips, you hover above him as you speak, "give me a minute to get ready, okay?"

You press another kiss on his lips, "be good and wait for me," you tell him.

Hyunjin nods and takes his task seriously, as you get inside the bedroom to get ready, he gets up from his sofa and takes his suit jacket off.

He decides to sit in the middle of the sofa and nervously waits for you to return, drinking a few gulps of champagne straight from the bottle that it drips down the corner of his mouth.

When he sees you walk out of the bedroom only in your lingerie, he almost choked on his drink but he managed to swallow it all down in time.

You're wearing the one he chose for you, the red silk one that makes you look like a flourishing bud of a rose. You keep your hair down and slightly tousled, you applied a fresh coat of lipstick which only makes him crave a kiss so badly.

You steal glances at him as you walk around the room like a feline creature, your hips swinging and your heels clacking against the floor. Standing against the wall, you start dimming the lights in the room.

Hyunjin's chest feels heavy as his heart is pounding faster and faster. His eyes won't let go of his sight on you, following your figure as you play music from your phone and it starts easing the tension in the room.

As you take steps closer toward him, he can finally see your face and he sees no warm smile on you but a piercing gaze and a seductive smirk.

It's like looking at a forest fire, beautiful yet so dangerous. But he can feel his heart burning in desire as you start dancing, bending your body over into sensuous shapes that lure him to keep looking.

You get down on the carpeted floor and lay down, running your hands down your body, feeling yourself with your close. He likes seeing you enjoying your own touches that he wants to put his hands on you when all he can do is claw the sofa.

You crawl over to him and part his legs open, your hands are on his thighs, gliding them up to the pulsating member inside his slacks.

He almost groans when your hands stop going and get yourself up from the floor, bending over against him while batting your eyelashes at him.

You lean in and tease his slightly parted open mouth, the warm breath brushing his face sweet and intoxicating. He caves in immediately, leaning in to kiss you but you pull away right on time.

You triumphantly giggle as you stand between his legs, enjoying the loss drawn on his face. Then you put up one leg on the sofa next to him, taking his hand you place it on your thigh.

He hesitates at first, thinking that it's just one of your teasings. Once he glides his hand to the back of your thigh and all you do is just look at him in with fierce eyes.

Getting braver, Hyunjin places the gentlest kiss on your inner thigh. He looks up to see you smiling at him and without warning, pushing him until he reclines on the sofa.

You get onto his lap and begin to slowly grind on him, back and forth, making friction against the growing bulge under you.

You cup his face and softly gaze into his eyes, "you like it?"

Hyunjin, wide-eyed and foggy mind, innocently nods.

You hold his face with both hands then say, "you'll like this more."

You bring his face close to your chest and bury his face in between your breasts, keeping him there with your hand holding the back of his head.

Hyunjin is more than eager to drown in your soft mounds, drinking in the natural scent of your skin and having a taste of it by taking the flesh in his mouth.

Again, he is caught off guard as you push him back and keep a space between your bodies with him. You look down to see the wet marks he made on your skin from his kisses.

Hyunjin unapologetically smiles at you, the glints in his eyes are far from satisfied but he is impressed by what he did. That only lasts for a few seconds, until you get up from his lap to stand in front of him again.

"You like this too much," you say to him with a warning glare.

That could go two ways but he gets excited for both turns out, all he knows is that you'll make it harder for him not to shoot his load right there and right now.

Your hands reach to the back to unclasp your bra, slowly you slide it down your body until it's off of you. You toss the bra at him and he shamelessly takes a sniff of it, it smells as heavenly as you.

You don't give him a break but back to sit on his lap once more, dropping your ass right on his crotch he lets out a gasp and rests your back against his chest with your head lolling on his shoulder.

It's getting hard to focus when his brain is so close to short-circuiting, not when you take his hands and use them to cup your breasts.

"You like this way too much," you lowly say to him while looking up at him through your lashes.

You sound so small and fragile but at the same time, undeniably seductive and fierce, it gives him the feeling of petting a wild animal.

But Hyunjin is more than willing to get a scratch, a bite, getting his body devoured by you. He's willing to go through that much pain just so he can touch you.

His heart feels like bursting when he finds you returning his kiss with the same eagerness, setting his body ablaze.

"I want you so much," he whispers against your lips.

You give in to his want and cater to him, laying on the sofa so he can have you however he wants. There's nothing more beautiful than you trust your life to him.

He completely loses it as he entered you, slowly burying his length inside you. He continuously groans about how good it feels to finally be inside you after that much teasing.

You rip his shirt open as he hovers above you, placing kisses on his warm, soft skin.

The room is quiet, except for the sound of your bodies colliding and the moans escaping both of your mouths. Hyunjin steadily lifts your hips and your legs wrapped around his waist, thrusting into you so hard that his slicked-back hair is falling over his head.

The sight of your body moving along to his hard pounding is what keeps him going, your breasts bouncing on your chest and your hands holding onto the headrest of the sofa.

"Hyunjin, please!"

There you go again, calling his name with that begging voice that arouses him so much and makes him feel like that man who can make you cum.

"Please, want you to cum," you breathlessly say between your moans.

He picks up the pace without intending to, relentlessly thrusting into you with his fingers dug into each side of your hips. He groans as he's getting closer to his release.

"Want you to cum, baby," you whine again with your eyes screwed shut, enjoying the pleasure, the pain, and everything in between.

Hyunjin lets go of his hand and splayed it on your abdomen, he knows he's on the brink of climaxing and that it only takes a few more thrusts to do it.

"Cum on me, please?" You plead once more.

You're lucky you told him right before he snaps, he quickly pulls out of you and keeps stroking his cock until strings of his seed paint your body white. His mouth hung open but nothing comes out of it while his hand tirelessly pumps his cock until the last drop of his cum landed on your stomach.

The sensation of finally getting his release overwhelmed him and he can only watch you squirming on the sofa while smearing his cum all over your body with your low moans spilling out of your mouth.

You look down at your body and flash him an impressed smile at him, "we're in a honeymoon suite but doing it on the sofa."

Hyunjin chuckles at your words, he reaches for a clean napkin from the table but you stop him as he's about to wipe the mess on your body with it.

"I want a bath, please?" You sweetly ask with your elbows propped against the sofa.

He tosses the napkin aside and nods, "I'll get it ready then."

Another bottle of champagne is being opened as you waited in the tub filled with a bubble bath.

You squeal as the cork pops open and he joins you in the tub, drinking champagne straight from the bottle in turns. You take a handful of suds on your hand and blow it until it floats in the air for a second.

You look over your shoulder at him, "are we going to do this every time you sold a painting?"

Hyunjin puts down the champagne bottle on the bathroom floor and gasps, "we can do it every day if you want," he says.

You shake your head, "no, I don't want that."

He wipes the suds covering your neck to kiss you there, "why?"

You rest your back on his chest, "I want to keep it special," you simply answer.

"Good point!" He agrees.

Hyunjin's hand dives under the water to clean the mess he made on your body, gently rubbing it with his fingertips. He teases your hard nipples once in a while, pinching them between his fingers.

You scold him a few times just to have him shut you up with a kiss and you melt right away against his lips.

"You know what I need right now?" You ask.

His hand slides down to the delicate flesh between your legs, "yeah?" He seductively responds to you with his mouth pressed close to your ear.

"Cheeseburgers," you answer.

He chuckles because it's not the answer he expected, he wraps his hands around your waist and feels it too, the hunger grows inside his stomach.

The night feels exceptionally long and that rarely happens. Time usually runs out so fast when he's with you but that won't stop him from enjoying every second with you.

That includes eating burgers on the sofa in a bathrobe with you, it tastes like the most delicious and expensive food he ever had.

In reality, it's not the food, it's you that elevates the whole thing and makes it precious.

After done with late-night meals, he can't find it in him to clean up and stays on the sofa with you, while you rest your head on his shoulder.

"I'm so full," you say with a contented sigh.

"Me too," he says back and presses a quick kiss on your temple.

You hold his hand resting across your shoulder and lazily rub it with your fingers, "tonight is so perfect," you say.

He angles your head to place a kiss on your lips, "you're perfect."

You brightly smile hearing his words and kissing him back in gratitude, "were you planning this for a long time or came up with it at the last minute?"

Hyunjin feels cornered by the question.

"Be honest," you tell him while squeezing his hand.

"Honestly..." he stalls by drinking his can of cola.

"I booked the suite at the last minute," he honestly confesses.

You chuckle at his answer, "it doesn't matter, okay? I just wanted to know," you assure him.

Should he be relieved that you didn't ask further about it? The real reason why he took you here apart from the fact that he sold another painting? He figures he should keep it that way.

"Want to go to bed?" He asks.

You nod.

Suddenly, he lifts your body into his arms and carries you to the bedroom. He puts you down and helps you take off your bathrobe.

He watches as you slowly lay your body down on the petals scattered on the bed. Feeling mischievous, he scoops some petals, then showers you with them.

If only you know how beautiful you looked with those rose petals scattered around you.

"Come here!" You tell him with your hand stretched out at him.

Firstly, he takes his bathrobe off and climbs onto the bed. He lays next to you on the bed and blows on a rose petal on your chest. He keeps blowing on it and makes you giggle at the ticklish feeling of his warm breath and the rose petals brushing your skin at once.

Hyunjin stops blowing on it and starts kissing your body, dragging his mouth to your heating core. Slowly, you spread your legs open for him and let him have a taste of you, hungrily and ferociously drinking your essence as it revives him for every sip of it.

"Oh, my God!" You lowly gasp with your hand in his hair.

You arch your back as he sucks hard on your clit and twirls his tongue around it, "you don't need to do all that I'm ready for round two," you tell him with a giggle.

His face hovers between your legs as he looks at you to speak, "can you at least let me show you how good I can make you feel?"

Your hips dropped onto the bed and you start laughing, "but baby, you're already so good at it," you tell him.

You bring his face close to kiss him and taste your essence all over his mouth, licking it clean for him.

Hyunjin has to admit that you're good at distracting him, next thing he knows, you have him pinned under you.

"Let me make love to you now," you say.

Oh, having you straddling him and making love to him in painstakingly slow motions making him flutter inside.

He places kisses all over your chest and neck, anywhere he can land his plush lips on. He likes how you clung to him as you desperately chase your high.

"You feel so good, my love," he whispers into your ear.

He kisses your neck and nibbles on the skin, "always so good," he adds.

He can feel you clench around him, making his brain works at a sluggish pace to keep whispering sweet praises at you.

"Want to cum inside you, angel," he softly whispers.

He guides your hips to keep moving, knowing that you're getting close to your climax.

"Will you take all of me, beautiful?"

He rushes a kiss on your open mouth, "let me fill you full with my love, mmh?"

You hastily kiss him on the mouth, "yes, please, yes," you breathlessly say.

He brushes all of your hair to the side and peppers your shoulder with kisses. He drags his mouth back to your ear and whispers, "let go, baby, cum around me."

With that being said, you slowly let go and slip into immense pleasure, cumming around him. Hyunjin tightly holds you as you relish your orgasm.

Once you calmed down, he gently lay you down on the bed and pulls out of you, he doesn't want to overstimulate you so he decides to pump his cock with his hand.

When he feels it coming, he hurriedly pushes his cock deep enough to plant his seed inside you. His hand gropes around to clasp it with yours, "take all of me, my sweet love," he coos at you.

You put your legs around his waist and pull him, sending him toppled on top of you.

"I love you," you softly tell him that he can it in your eyes, filled with nothing but warmth in them.

His heart quivers still whenever he heard those three words coming out of you even though he knows without you needed to tell him.

"I love you," he says back without a beat.

That's just how certain he is with his feelings toward you and the faith he has in the future you would have together.

Today is the beginning of that future.

Hyunjin has been watching you sleeping for a while that he loses track of time. You sleep so well that he can't bring himself to wake you up.

A moment later, he sees your eyes fluttering open like two butterflies about to take flight. He can never get tired of seeing this face that lights up when you see him.

"Morning, my love!" He sweetly greets you with a kiss on your lips.

"Morning," you sleepily reply as you slip one hand under your head.

He removes the strands of hair covering your face, "breakfast?"

You pull the duvet to your chest and hold it close, "yes, please!"

He places another kiss on your cheek, "have a few more minutes of sleep and I'll wake you up when the food arrives," he says with a tender caress on your face.

You nod and close your eyes again while clutching the duvet close to your chest.

Hyunjin picks up the phone to order room service and waits for a few minutes, he puts on a bathrobe to get a trolley full of breakfast food.

He takes it to the bedroom and climbs onto the bed to wake you up again, gently placing kisses on your bare shoulder.

"Breakfast is here," he informs you.

"Mmh," you respond.

Slowly, you get up to sit on the bed while rubbing the sleep of your eyes. You take Hyunjin's shirt hanging on the nearest chair and put it on you.

Hyunjin gets everything ready on the tray, a plate of toast, and a cup of coffee for you. He can see that you're getting more awake with every sip of coffee you take. He takes this so that he can start talking with you now.

"How's your sleep?" He begins.

"Splendid," you answer with a bright smile and put down the drained cup of coffee.

"Want more coffee?"

"Yes, please."

He likes it whenever you say one of the magic words, it makes him want to give you the world because you deserve nothing less than that.

He pours more coffee into your cup and you see something on top of the tray, "what's that?"

"It's a card," he answers while handing a cup of steaming coffee.

You crawl over his legs to get it and read the card, written on it are the words, 'Good morning to Mr. and Mrs. Hwang!'.

He's been wondering what you thought about it so he asks, "what do you think?"

"The coffee is excellent," you innocently answer.

Hyunjin softly chuckles, "no. Not that."

"Oh?" It only registered to you that he's not asking about the coffee.

You hold your coffee cup in one hand and start thinking of an answer, "the name rolls off the tongue, don't you think?" You say with a sly smile.

He nods in agreement and takes a piece of toast, then shoves it into his mouth.

"How about we make it official?" He casually asks.

You dryly laugh before taking another sip of coffee, thinking that he's just pulling a prank on you.

He picks up his suit jacket that hanging on the chair and pulls out a ring from inside the inner pocket.

"What do you think?" He asks, showing you the ring it catches the light, reflecting the morning sun at you.

"It's a nice ring," you answer.

Hyunjin was wrong to think that you're already functioning well from one cup of coffee. Should he wait until you finish your second cup or...

"Oh?" You gasp.

"OH!" You gasp again, louder and a hand flew to cover your mouth.

You turn your head at him with your eyes wide open, you finally got what he meant with his question earlier.

"Are you proposing to me?"

Okay, maybe you're not truly getting a grasp of the situation but Hyunjin is eager to ask you again.

"Yes, I am," he replies.

He slips the ring into your ring finger and it perfectly fits you as it belongs there in the first place and forever.

"What do you think?" He asks again.

"Perfect!" You reply as you admire the ring on your finger.

You crack a laugh and look at him, "yes, please, marry me," you properly answer his proposal this time, "I mean, yes, I do."

You throw yourself at him and almost spill your cup of coffee all over the bed, Hyunjin hurriedly secures them back onto the tray, then puts it away.

"You don't look so happy," he teases you.

You jerk back and shot him a bewildered look.

"I was just joking," he immediately adds with a pat on your head.

You scoot closer to his side and rest your back on his chest. You keep admiring the ring on your finger, then turn to look at him, "you know what?"

"Yes, my love?" he asks back.

You take his hand and rest it on your lap, "I'm not saying I'm overconfident or... I don't know how to explain it but I just knew that this time will come," you explain and gently squeeze his hand.

You shyly laugh and turn away from him, "I know it sounds silly but... I can't think of the future without you in it."

You look at him and deeply stare into his eyes, "I don't know about you, but I believe that we're meant to be together," you say with your eyes twinkling against the pale morning sun.

Hyunjin smiles because now he knows he's not the only one having this faith that your lives are meant to be intertwined forever.

He puts his forehead against yours and kisses your nose, "want to know something?"

"Do tell!" you softly respond.

"That I am meant to get a lifetime of free lap dances from you," he jokingly remarks.

You burst out laughing at his answer and reply back, "Congratulations on that!"

Hyunjin should congratulate himself for a lot of things, for you, for your unconditional love and endless support, for making him better as a person and an artist. However, on top of all that, he should congratulate him for another thing and that is getting your love for free.

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