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idlesana · 4 months

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can i request a sana drabble!?

phone sex w r, when sana is too insatiable while away from r, and has to get herself off ;( gp btw!

gotchu, great prompt btw, and happy new year! this is a special for everyone before i go back to working on my long-fics

one call

gp minatozaki sana x female reader ; smut

summary: sana always has you for her needs, so what does she do when she doesn’t have you there?

sana wasn’t sana if not carrying herself with an insatiable libido.

it wasn’t her fault she was overflowing in lust, and it wasn’t like you’d complain, obviously. she just was how she was, and how she is, is needy, whether it’s total PG attention and pda, or, something more graphic.

and drunk sana wasn’t drunk sana if her horniess wasn’t multiplied by tenfold.

being a clingy kissy drunk was sure to cause her to become absolutely incurable when it became just the two of you, all twice functions ending with her keeping you up all night.

and this would’ve, been one of those occasions, if only her and the rest of j-line hadn’t had scheduling that kept her in japan over new year’s eve and day.

momo, luckily enough, had some connections to some parties local to the area, and sana almost gave in to fucking her (not like you’d mind— both you and sana had talked about your subtle attractions to the older japanese girl) but she’d slipped out of the party early to go to bed. lame.

so here sana was, beyond intoxicated, a bulge growing in her pants, leaving her needier than ever, and without you.

she knew she had to handle it before she was too far gone into her lust or drunkenness, so, she found herself scurrying to the luxurious yet minute bathroom, leaving her with no room, cramped, and ridiculously horny.

she leaned against the cool marble counter of the sink, fishing her phone out with shaky hands, messily inputting her passcode and scrolling to your contact, immediately hitting call.

sana placed her phone between her jaw and shoulder, holding it upright as she unzipped her pants, the ringing hurting her head.

she only managed to shimmy her pants down, not getting to the underwear before she had to give her irrationally painful erection some attention, stroking herself through her boxers, breaths growing heavy.

she didn’t even notice the ringing stopped, only clocking it once you greeted her.

“hello..?” your voice sounded gravely, but pitch still high, just how she liked. sana bit back a moan, stroking herself a little quicker.

“h-hey, pretty.” she stuttered, tone laced with lust and voice just as low. her heavy breaths were panted out into the phone, and you quickly realized what this call was about.

“hey, sana. did you need something?” you pushed up on your bed, leaning back against the headboard and clenching your thighs shut. you were playing dumb, you and sana both knew that, but that’s the route you’d take whenever sana called you like this.

“ ‘just wanted to hear how your day went, is all.” sana whined, quitting her stroking only to push her boxers beneath her balls, lifting her shirt up with her free hand, and letting her hard cock hit her stomach.

“ahhh,” you paused, stretching, garnering a light, airy moan out of yourself, which successfully made sana twitch, “i see.”

she let her pointer finger rub against her leaking tip, not holding back from moaning softly, moving to rub her palm over herself, gathering the precum to lube herself up.

“i’m okay, today was okay. i had a shoot.” you sighed, dreamily thinking of what your girlfriend was doing to herself, desperately trying to ignore the pulsing of your own nether region.

“oh yeah?” she finally, finally, moves to stroke herself, instantly moaning at the feeling, rubbing her hand up and down her length. “what were you wearing?” she squeezes her tip softly, whimpering out.

“hmm, well, i had some different outfits.” you listen to the increase in the speed of her breathing, savoring in the small, pretty whines she lets out. “the first one was a pretty little slip, backless, with some cute shoes and diamond jewelry.”

sana rubs herself faster, giving a small hum for you to keep going.

“and then the next one was a skirt and this nice corset top, cropped obviously” you pause, letting out a soft moan of your own as you stretched out once more, smiling softly to yourself.

sana runs her hand up to her tip, squeezing it softly as she moans, “a-ah! please,” she runs her hand down her length again, continuing with her motions, “please keep talking, b-baby.” her voice is whiny and cute, just how you liked her, and you could almost hear how turned on she was.

“the other outfits weren’t too interesting, but, it’s okay, what mattered was going to the hot tubs after with nayeon and jihyo unnie.”

the thought of you in a swimsuit alone has sana nearly doubling over, soft “oh fuck.” dropping from her lips in a whine.

“i took some photos all throughout the day of myself, if you wanted to see.”

sana moves quick, taking the hem of her shirt to her mouth, holding it up, as she turns the phone on speaker and swipes to your text conversation.

“yes please.” she mutters through the fabric, slowing her stroking to go back to teasing her tip, running her thumb over it.

“mmm, okay, baby.” you move quick too, scrolling through and picking only the best photo for sana, wanting her to get the relief as soon as possible.

you smile as you find one of you in the swimsuit, a selfie from above of you looking up at the camera, doe eyed, and your whole body was in frame, cleavage on very obvious display. you select it and one other, a mirror selfie of the same pretty swimsuit, perfectly highlighting your features. you send them both over, waiting for sana’s response. and you get it soon after, sana groaning out, which turns into a shakey moan, as she starts up stroking herself again.

“f-fuck, wow, you look so— mgh, so good.” she’s stroking herself quicker that before, now imagining fucking you, pounding into you just how she wants. she swears she can almost feel you, absolutely soaking her length and clenching against her.

“god, y/n, i need you.” she finally drops the sweet act, back arching as she makes subtle thrusts into her hand as it falls back on her.

“i can tell, wish you were here.” you mumble, your own arousal getting to you now. “want you in me, always so big, filling me so well.”

sana shudders, staring at the images, trying her hardest not to let her eyes flutter shut. she imagines just how you’d stretch on her, just how you’d moan beneath her as she had her way with you.

“f-fuck, i’d fuck you so— shit, so, so good.” she feels herself losing it, so close to release, and she whines out, “god, you’re so pretty baby.”

you whine right back, and it gets sana stroking herself even quicker, her own pre-cum rolling down her length, veins defined and just so hard.

“want it so bad, sa-chan, would want you to fill me up, want all that load in me.”

and that’s what does it for sana, her hips stutter and she thrust into her hand, moaning shamelessly now, curses falling from her lips heavenly as you can only listen, so, so frustrated. she spills out all over her hand, whimpering softly to herself as she strokes herself into sensitivity, having to stop her movements.

“thank you,” sana pants, letting her shirt drop and moving to clean her hand, “i miss you.”

“of course, sana. you know i miss you too, even more so after that.” you groan, rolling on your bed, ignoring the aching wetness forming in your underwear.

“hey, hey, don’t be upset, maybe i can help you after my party?” she chuckles, and you’re quick to respond.

“oh. definitely.”

she was in for quite the night.

#sana x reader #minatozaki sana x reader #twice sana x reader #sana scenarios #sana smut #sana imagine #sana imagines #twice x reader #twice smut #twice imagine #twice imagines #twice sana smut #minatozaki sana smut #sana oneshot

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sunkissed-zegras · 7 hours

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Paige nsfw hcs pls

─ warnings | NSFW under the cut! read at your own discretion!

─ taglist | @xocherishxo @iienstein @yazmunson @euphternal and here's a link to my taglist if anyone would like to join!!

─ ev's notes | the long awaited nsfw headcanons for paigey, i finally got the motivation to write it after i kept reading the INSANE smut yall keep writing (keep it up im lovin it) also this is such a mess, this is just rambling and not organized whatsoever, but wtv i hope yall enjoyed :)

woo, where do i even begin?

let's begin with the obvious, paige is a TOP, i can't stress this enough

i genuinely can't see anyone topping her she's just .... a TOP

but that doesn't mean she won't let you take the reigns every once in awhile, esp after a bad game/tiring practice because everyone once to be taken care of sometimes

i'm def not the first person to say this and certainly will not be the last but STRAP GAME GOES SOOOOO HARD

i feel like at first she's gonna be weirded out cus like... she likes only girls for a reason??? and she has her mouth and fingers??? why would she need a piece of plastic to make her girl feel good???

but the first time y'all try it, she's hooked

she forgets ab her hands after that

jk but like

yeah she's HOOKED

she gets really into it LOL, def can imagine her calling the strap her dick

oh and she fucks HARDDDD like, no room to breathe or anything

like you'll be gasping for air after and she'll be super duper proud

i read this one fic with like the dual ended one (i didn't even know that existed) and then i was like yep, yes this is the oneee

with positions, i can't see her doing anything more than like missionary (cus she loves to see your pretty face) and like from the back

but as soon as she discovers riding, it's OVERRRRR for you

she's making you ride her strap anytime she can, cus she loves it

she has her hands on your hips as she's guiding you and she LOVES IT so fucking much, like the power she has over you makes her go feral

oh and do not get me started on sucking her strap, cus again she loves the power she holds over you

she has your hair in a ponytail and the more you get comfortable with the whole thing, she WILL make you gag

she acts like it's her dick (yeah i know we covered that) but like esp when you're sucking her strap, she will just dirty talk u the entire time

"you like my dick, pretty girl? like gagging on my dick?" cus yeah, u do

oh and yes, she does have breeding kink

it breaks her heart that she can't get you pregnant 😪

but she sure as hell will pretend to!!!!!

will 100% bend you over and just yap about getting you pregnant

also if she's fucking you in missionary, she expects you to look at her the entire time

so if you turn away, she will grab your face and keep you looking straight at her

FUCK IDK WHY THAT'S SO HOT

paige is a D1 yapper i fear, and that would 10000% seep into the bedroom LMAO

mostly praise cus babygirl would feel really bad but when she gets into, she GETS into it

like she will call you her slut as she's about cum

that post-nut clarity goes hard the first time tho cus she's like no way i called my gf a dirty fucking slut 😭😭 she sits with her thoughts for a good 10 minutes trying to recollect herself

she is a munch for sure, like she will eat you out for hours and hours on end (not an exaggeration btw)

but she LOVES when you give back

it makes her go fucking feral when she sees you eating her out, like yessssssssssssss

she has to close her eyes bc if she keeps looking at your face, she WILL cum

she has a bad hair pulling problem, like she will grip your hair so hard your head will hurt after

it's apart of the appeal tho 🎀

her fav spot to get absolutely ate is her gaming chair cus like, she needs you in between her legs giving her support to get that victory royale 💯💯💯

she hates when she gets ass or tits bc she genuinely cannot pick

it depends on the day bc they're both great, she will never pick one

i feel like she's definitely thought ab fucking you in public but she can't risk it

SHES A D1 ATHLETE !!

the only time yall did was in a bathroom at an event and it was SOOO bad afterwards cus everyone could tell

you had to pretend like you didn't get your brains fucked out and paige had to pretend she didn't DO the fucking

but lowkey she enjoyed it a lot, but would she do it again?

maybe, a solid maybe (with the right motivation)

okay but like ....

she def has fingered u while the girls are over cus like, she was in a silly mood?

you just looked too fucking good, she had to

but thank god no one noticed (at least to yalls knowledge...)

she's a horny fuck ARGUE WITH THE WALL

she will get turned on by anything you do, like homegirl is just sooooo down bad for you

you could be applying chapstick and paige will be like "we need to fuck, now."

paige's aftercare is just giving you water and cuddling with you for 10 mis while scrolling on tiktok and then gets up to play fortnite with kk

she literally is the tiktok where it's like "after he rearranges my organs he goes and plays fortnite" i hope yall know what i'm talking about

but you don't mind ofc cus she makes you sit on her lap while playing

but then turns into another round cus shes a horny fuck

paige is all for hickies on YOU but she gets pissed when you give her a hickey cus she's like people are gonna see

like she's the only one who has to deal with the public 🙄🙄🙄

but she loves marking you EVERYWHERE, esp on your collarbone like it's so sexy

oh and god bless you in the summer, the ones on your thighs are getting AIRED OUT bc paige does not care

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#wcbb x reader #wcbb #ncaaw #uconn huskies #ncaa wbb #women's college basketball #paige buckets #paige bueckers x reader #paige bueckers #paige x reader #paige bueckers fanfiction #paige bueckers smut #paige bueckers x oc #paige bueckers headcannons #paige bueckers fic #uconn wbb

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hazbinwhoree · 3 months

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May i request an Adam x Child!Reader platonic? The child is his btw, how would he treat them? :3

Eve left Adam with one thing, and that was you

Adam never really wanted a kid, and especially never wanted to be a single father

He loves you but he’s a terrible father

You’re not even ten yet and you curse like a sailor

Thanks to Adam of course

Adam, despite his hatred for Eve and her betrayal, makes a point to not talk shit about her in front of you

You have no idea why Mommy left you with Daddy

Daddy doesn’t talk about it

Adam often passes off his parental duties onto Lute

He does not know how to parent

He’s more of a friend than a father

Holds no resentment towards you, he loves you, but he just doesn’t know what to do with you

He knows he’s a bad father but he doesn’t know how to be a good one

Lute really has to step up as a parental figure

It’s gotten to the point where you’re calling Lute your mom

Adam sometimes gets jealous that Lute can parent when he can’t

Despite not parenting you, he is present in your life

Almost every day is take your kid to work day

He brings you with him and Lute as he goes about his Heavenly duties during the day

Has no patience for bullshit, so you’re well-behaved not out of good parenting, but out of slight fear

Adam rarely got angry with you, but when he did it was scary

Adam sometimes tries to do dad things

He’ll read you a book before bed and make you pancakes for breakfast

Has 100% let you have ice cream for dinner on many occasions

You look more like him than Eve and thank god because if you looked like Eve it’s quite possible Adam would want nothing to do with you

You don’t know the difference between a parent being present vs a parent actually parenting

Therefore you think he’s a great dad

You love him to death and this absolutely strokes Adam’s ego

He’s turning you into a mini him

#hazbin adam #hazbin alastor #hazbin angel dust #hazbin charlie #hazbin husk #hazbin vaggie #hazbin vox #hazbin hotel #hazbin lute #x reader #hazbin lucifer #hazbin sir pentious #hazbin niffty #headcanons #headcanon

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markanddebbie-protectionprogram · 5 months

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i couldn't for the life of me find it again but i saw this really great post about how rex seems like he has BPD or a cluster b personality and i totally agree and i feel like it fits into markrex quite well for a few reasons. when rex first sees mark and eve arriving together, he has a really dramatically negative reaction even after eve tells him they go to the same high school. i feel like this scene highlights how rex is really insecure about himself and the relationship, and that eve merely being around an attractive guy like mark makes him feel really threatened. he also later makes fun of mark, which isn't abnormal for him but i feel like was to try and make himself feel better about the situation and the perceived rejection he's probably feeling from eve. and when they contain to hang out it made rex feel even worse, so he decides to self sabotage by cheating with kate. and the line kate says to eve is also really telling IMO, because we know he wasn't telling the truth but the fact that he would say she's dating invincible now means he could feel as if that might as well be true, because of a perceived abandonment of him by eve for mark. and for markrex, i think this could also show that rex is insecure about his attraction to mark as well, and probably feels inferior to him.

anon i saw that post too!! although i'm sorry it took me days to get back to you 😭 i tried to search it up so i can link it but it seems like it's goneeee 😭😭😭

i did a lil more reading and digging about it the clusters in BPD and i totally see what you mean.

ik it's not canon that rex has BPD but it would be so interesting to have that type of rep in the show.

also, thank you for listing out the moments those are really still fresh in my mind cause i've started to ship markrex even then.

all of rex's appearances and moments are memorable tbh. and it is highlighted with how he reacts with the things around him (as you listed this includes his dramatic moments, his jealousy, possible feelings of inferiority, and his self-sabotaging ways).

these things does add a certain interesting aspects about markrex's dynamic. and the s2 ep1 is such a blessing tbh.

because in s1 we see markrex in a not-so positive light considering there were moments rex was mean to mark. but mark never really took any of it to heart. which, btw, bless. it speaks how mature mark is and i think it'll be a really good balance with rex's immaturity.

now with their moment on s2ep1, it's such a good change to see them interact this way. you wouldn't think that rex would comfort him — if anything, i genuinely thought the writers would have black samson comforting invincible — but rex was genuine about it. sure it wasn't the most comforting or eloquent reassurance, but it was a genuine attempt coming from rex.

i do have a lil fic in the works for it btw hehe, but that's for another time.

personally i'm looking forward for more markrex interactions. i think they can balance each other really well, the blue-red aesthetic is there too, and the one-sided rivalry to allies to friends to lovers arc is my jammmm 🫶

#also bless you for sending im always happy to see markrex supports and rex enjoyers 😘#invincible #rex splode #mark grayson #rex sloan #markrex #mark x rex #summer askbox

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duckmewton · 2 years

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It’s so funny to me how Nureyev literally spent most of his life trying to avoid being known. His name is all he has. It’s his most precious possession and he would bend over backwards to protect it- he won’t let anyone know who he really is because his identity is just that important- he goes to great lengths to keep it a secret. And then he meets Juno Steel who’s just the most messed up non-binary noir detective ever- just a wet cat- and absolutely utter and complete dysfunctional mess and it takes him less than a day to fall heads over hells in love with this guy- so much so that he literally just gives his name to him. JUST. LIKE. THAT? Left on a little note- it ain’t even a dramatic reveal. He makes out with him and then leaves a note and disappears like “oh haha btw my name is actually Peter Nureyev :p” and it’s such a risk too? Juno is a literal detective, a lady of the law and he’s willing to take that risk because that’s just how gay he is. “I may have spent years protecting my identity but dammit that guy has a nice ass. I guess I’ll throw away my anonymity for him.” Peter Nureyev? More like Peter Nu-gay-ev. He got into Buddy’s crew too by a flaming homosexual. Like he couldn’t use his identity so he really just had to go “I’m a nameless thief but I am in love with Juno Steel does that make me trustworthy enough to join?” Buddy took one look at his bitchless ass and went “sure alright.” Good on Vespa and Jet for being fucking suspicious of them when they first joined and didn’t speak to each other lmao. Gay people are so dramatic.

#tpp #the penumbra podcast #juno steel #peter nureyev #jupeter #podcast #gay people #they’re so dramatic oh my god #Peter Nureyev come back I miss you

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jennibeultimate · 4 months

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Personal recap European Championship 2024 - Men SP

I didn't post much recaps this season but today I had some things to say about the Men SP at Euros. And I had a massively productive and stressful day ane watching skating is my treat!

Overall there were some good skates but the last group was disappointing besides Lukas 🫶...I should have listened to my wifi when it decided to crash during Deniss' skate. 😅 (I rebooted the wifi and watched the rest)

Favorites continue to struggle...first the Italian Pairs Conti/Macci and also Adam Siao Him Fa had to fight. Unlike Conti/Macci he could make up for his mistakes with a massive BV. I think the pressure is realIy high, so for this he fought very well. 🫶 I really like Adam but his PCS are too high in comparison to others like Deniss. The first part of the program is also just skating from one jump to the other, if you look away from the vibe the first part is not more complex program wise than Ilia's for example.

Lukas Britschgi is such a fun guy! He is such a joy to watch! ❤️ The little costume change is fun too! Fun music, fun skater, clean program that's why I watch skating! 👏👏👏👏👏👏😁😁😁😁😁😁

Aleksandr Selevko was soooooo good! Amazing! Probably my personal highlight of the night! The spin position on the heel is so unusual and so cool. The whole program was so unique and amazing! 👏👏👏👏 I always loved his skating but so often he was unstable so I am so happy for him 🫶

Team Italy 🇮🇹 without Grassl I like 😁

Nikolaj Memola is such a beautiful skater and it's even more amazing with his gigantic height! Shame about the 4Lz fall but otherwise so beautiful.

Gabriele Frangipani is a bit underrated. He's full of charisma and his jumping ain't bad. When I saw him live he was always one of the memorable skaters. No matter if he had a good or bad skate he always performed so well.

Matteo Rizzo has a severe hip injury so he probably should not even be skating but he fought. Also that he patted Kevin's back despite it being his own take to skate shows a kind heart. ❤️ Get well soon Matteo! 🫶

Daniel Weiss the German commentator calls Deniss Vasiljews "Picasso on ice" and I think that's a good discription. 🫶 Deniss drop the quad for the SP challenge! It just doesn't make any sense in the SP. If he has to try it than try it in the free skate. And the other jumps are also not super great so why not stick to what you're good at. I think he got away quite good with the scores. But how beautiful and emotionally Deniss skates it can't hide the fact that there is no upward trend for Deniss in the last few years. And I am tired of the "I am on the right way" and "it's a good process" comments. Something clearly doesn't match. I dunno if the emotional attachement to Stephane helps or if it rather makes him stay with something that clearly doesn't bring him forward. Same goes for Kevin and his coaches btw. I know it's always easy to judge from the outside and I know he is far from being at the start of his career, but sometimes a change does wonders.

Some additional remarks about some skaters:

- Nikita Starostin - I have some beef with the German federation. This fed is incompetent as hell btw it just gets little talked about outside of Germany. He was really bad at Nats (I was there in person) and Kai Jagoda was 100 times better and contrary to Nikita he doesn't have an underrotation problem. His 3As are kinda stable. Nikita has a tiny bit more BV and if he's good he gets higher scores than Kai bc his overall quality is better, but I feel like as Nikita didn't have a stellar season and Kai delivered well at Nats and is fairly consistent they should have given Kai the chance. And I mean Nikita really didn't positively stand out today...it was ok but nothing Kai could not have done too.

- poor Mihhail Selevko 😭😭😭 Aleksandr was so good and he had such a bad day. Best and worst skates from the siblings!

- I really love Disney and especially Lion King but Vladimir Litvintsev does everything wrong what you can do wrong...horrible music cuts... horrible costume and no connection to the program....

- Nika Egadze has everything I don't like in a skater. ETERI AS A COACH! Stiffness in the knees, no deep edges, no connection to music and a weird costume. I mean what's that little white snippet that's added to the costume? I have nothing personally against Nika but he's really one of the few skaters whose skating I really don't like at all.

- Kevin Aymoz - what is there to say? 💔 I am truly heartbroken for him and everyone who celebrates the downfall of such a brilliant skater can go to hell. It's one thing if you don't like his personal choices but no one deserves to be celebrated for such a failure. There is no need to stomp on someone who is already on the floor. Did he look on the verve of giving up? Yes. Is this a good look? Not at all. Should he have come to Euros? I think yes if he felt stable and practices were ok. If he felt not ready then this was bound to happen from the start. I do understand the French Fed choice though. If he is on he could win a medal on European level his SkAm scores are among the highest of all international skaters. I think he has a real mental problem atm. And I don't think he should go to Worlds. A disaster skate can happen to anyone and I could even try to say FrenchNats was just bc it was so short after the disaster but sadly this is not just accidental at this point, it's a pattern. He has to break the pattern, maybe he should do small comps first where results aren't so important and get back the feeling for competing. I really wish him well! My heart goes out to Kevin! There will be better days! ❤️

#figure skating #ec kaunas 2024 #personal recap #it's long sorry #deniss vasiljevs #adam siao him fa #aleksandr selevko #kevin aymoz

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cara-carabowditbowdit · 6 months

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please tell me more about crowley and aziraphale im Very interested /srs

ok so. this is gonna be a looong post sorry

BASICALLY. aziraphale is an angel, crowley is a demon. theyve known each other for 6,000 years, at the creation of the universe (when crowley was still an angel. he created stars and everything. very nice job) and theyve become great... friends (wink) even though theyre not supposed to be! so theyre not friends! theyre eeeevil enemies. and then they go out for dinner

anyways. idk how to explain it well but theyre just SOOOOO!!

ok so now im going to try and do like. a whole thing explaining everything below so SPOILERS!!!!

okay so. in the beginning aziraphale and crowley were both angels. they met when crowley was making stars and galaxies and all that pretty stuff, and aziraphale came to say that they were going to shut it down after a bit. crowley gets upset and goes whaaaa this is so cool why would they do that (lil thing to note. aziraphale is like. interested in crowley but he doesnt really care) and then they have some really nice scene

d'aww. ok and so THEN! some big war happens i think? i dont know they dont show that part and crowley falls. demon moment!!! and then they go through all these different decades being friends, getting to know each other, and its great. aziraphale sins a little bit (gluttony), crowley saves aziraphales books, and they all have fun. oh btw. crowley can transform into a snake, and apparently hes the one that caused adam and eve to eat the apple? BUT! theres this other great scene where theyre talking, and its revealed that aziraphale gave his flaming sword to adam and eve, showing that he loves humans and has a soft spot for them, and theres this other great shot

THE PARALLELS!!!!!!!!! AUUUGh (^ this one came before. btw) and so this is sort of them showing how ohh, theyre not supposed to hang out because angel good demon evil waaah but they just KEEP ON FINDING EACH OTHER. oh and. speaking of like. showing off different softer sides of them. in season 2, theres a lot of bits where they show that crowley is pretty much putting up this show of being so meaaan and eeevil but hes actually nice and cares about humans (bringing jobs kids back, keeping that girl from dying, etc). ok now onto talking about season one. warning i havent watched this season in a bit so this is just me going off memory.

ok so! the big issue this season is "oh noooo we lost the antichrist!! big bad things gonna happen" and its awesome. OK SO. it starts off with crowley delivering the antichrist to this satanist church? and theres two women having babies that night. ONE is a normal family, who are supposed to have a normal baby. THE OTHER ONE is a rich family who is supposed to have the EEEVIL baby. can u guess what happens. BABY SWITCH!!! they didnt realize it tho so crowley and aziraphale are sent after the wrong baby. (to make him sin/be good) and then they realize on his 11th? birthday "aw crud! wrong baby." and go on some search to find the right antichrist. and that brings us to ADAM!!! hes the antichrist, and one coooooool kid. hes pretty normal tho and just hangs out with his friends. and then one day on his 11th birthday this dog shows up! (hellhound) and then off on the side theres this witch lady named anathema device who has a book that knows the future. crazy stuff. oh and this guy names newt whos kinda a dork and talks to this weird witch hunter guy shadwell and his neighbor madame tracy. oh and the four horseman of the apocalypse are around and free OKAY. into it now. anthma knows something bad is going to happen (book), and she moves to london because thats where its gonna happen!! whaaaat!!! and newt moves to london because uhh. witch finder i think? and he goes to meet shadwell and accidently meets tracy. not important rn. shadwells kinda bonkers and freaks newt out. ok now onto anathema. im pretty sure that aziraphale and crowley were driving around (oh btw. he has a magic bentley) and hit her!! yeoch. and after driving her home she accidentally leaves her book in the bentley and aww they gotta meet up again aw shucks. okay now they go searching for adam (antichrist) and i dont think they find him? anyways i forgot how but then tracy shadwell newt and anathema all meet up with crowley and aziraphale and do a seance. i forgot what about but ohh nooo aziraphale is in madame tracys body!!! ok so i kinda forgot how again but somehow theyre all at some big area and the four horsemen and running around i forgot what theyre doing and BLAM ADAM SHOWS UP hes mad. hes trapped his friends into doing what he wants. hes gonna start the apocalypse. average 11 yr old stuff. BUT!!! crowley and aziraphale manage to calm him down and newt blows something up. idk whats going on anymore. satan comes out, "grrrah im ur father adam". its a nice lovely moment. but oh wait!!! gabriel (heavens big man) and beezelbub (hells high duke) come down/up and r like "yall r in biiiig trouble! cant be doin all this" and they try to kill both of them. aziraphale in hellfire, crowley in holy water. that scene comes and yoo wait theyre both alive??? this is insane!!!! theyre both MILKING it, bein dramatic and then. at the end. WHAOOOAH THEYRE ACTUALLY THE OTHER ONE?????

and thats the end of season one. okay so i know that this is incredibly long but im not even done. im going to reblog this later with me talking about season two and that should be shorter. OH BTW

thats what everyone looks like ^^

OKAY BYE!!!!!!

#this might be the longest post ive ever made #AND IM NOT EVEN DONE #second season should be more accurate cuz ive watched it recently tho #thanks for the ask tho!! this was fun #good omens #gomens #crowley #aziraphale #aziracrow #ineffable husbands #neil gaiman

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uupdirector · 4 months

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The Eve Cometh Again

"Another day, another Christmas" is what I would be saying if I hadn't been doing all I could to bring my life to a point where I'm not only working hard at bringing the best possible life for myself, but also slowly but surely regaining the love I had for all the hobbies that kept me sound enough to enjoy said life. It's been a long journey to reach this point, and while I'm still fairly nervous about what the future beholds, I'm not going to let that hold me back on reaching the goals I have laid out for me. There's far more excitement than anxiousness, and sometimes I have to tell myself that so I don't end up getting pulled back into the gutter, but it's because of that excitement that I'm fairly happy this Christmastime.

I have something big planned not just for myself, but to everyone that's continued to see my journey and enjoy all the stories and goofs I've had to share. But today, I want to take the time to provide some letter-like notes to a few of my closest friends that have continued to help me smile over the years.

Let's start with my chums from the Joy Charged Gamerz Crew - first of all, sorry again for not being active on the channel this year xD I know the channel is meant to be more laid back and should only be obliged when we feel comfortable enough to do so. It doesn't change the fact that even now, I'm forever thankful to have been granted the opportunity to not only help and see the channel grow, but also create some fantastic memories with great friends. With the new year on the horizon, I hope we get the chance to create some more memories, and since I've been taking some time to play more games again, I hope that this spark will give me the chance to continue charging others with joy. Merry Christmas, lads, and love ya'll 💛

To many of the new friends that I've had the joy of hanging with a TON this year - @soybeanzoffical, @onyxcolonyart, Slime Guy/mrmendezgamer1, Rambles, Namor, @sparxsiris, Nate, @rubyshimmer0x, and many others, thank you all for being a supportive bunch of lads. Even though we've had a lot of bullying escapades in the past year, I can look back and get a little chuckle out of 'em x3 Much love to ya'll, and here's to another year of my dumbass shenanigans! Merry Christmas, and Happy Holidays, buds :'3 🩷

To one of my good buds in animation, TheInvertedShadow (@asktheshadows), I know we've not spent as much time together, and we've both been going through our own fair share of down moments, but I just wanna leave another reminder for ya; you are always loved and cared for by thousands - if not millions of people, and as one of them, I'm glad to have seen your talent grow since I first laid eyes on your EoI video 10 years back. And if I knew we were going to be a chaotic duo of friendship back then, I'd probably call myself crazy xD But to be serious - you've always been such a supportive friend since we first spoke together back in 2016, and for that, I can't thank you enough, and I'm happy to call ya one of my best friends. Thank you so much for all the great memories, and here's to many more in the future - we both got a lot ahead of us, for sure ;) Merry Christmas, lad ❤️

And speaking of which, to another one of my best buds; Will Ryan (DAGames). Man - what a year it's been, hasn't it? Since the start, you've been constantly moving yourself up higher and higher, and being along with ya for the ride has been nothing short of a blast. I'm legitimately proud of you for all the accomplishments you've made - from the release of HOAA:R (btw to everyone else, bls stream Castle that Burns, kthxbai xD ), the launch of Solitude: Subject Placement, and all the conventions you attended. On that note, it was fucking amazing to be able to see ya again at MomoCon this year, and not just for a day, at that! The experience itself was already amazing as it was, but to be able to hang out with you, the crew, and some of our other friends was probably one of the best memories from this year. I still get choked up thinking back to the concert when Living Life Without The Cord and Gold: SSD played, and I'm so happy that it turned out so well. I know the year hasn't come without it's downsides either, but the fact you persevered regardless and brought some great times with it is something you can't knock. On that note, I also have my own share of thanks to give. I'm wholeheartedly grateful of all the support you've given me during the production of Scarlet Combine leading up to the launch of Storm Before The Calm. To be in a similar pair of shoes that you've worn, it's given me some semblance to the feelings and experiences you've had when you first released HOAA. It can't entirely be compared - that much I know, but to have made something of this calibur has shown me that the work of an artist of any kind isn't to be taken lightly, and while I too wish there were things I could have done better with my album, it doesn't change the fact that I'm proud to have made it possible regardless, and I have you to thank as one of my pillars of inspiration. And even though we may not have had the same experiences with our projects, one thing I can say is that it's helped me understand enough to have your back even more than I have before. It may be difficult to push out the negative thoughts that came from releasing Resurrection, but once you understand the obstacles in your Pursuit of Hope are meant to guide you to the joy you're seeking, it all comes slightly more naturally. I haven't given up on my own pursuit, so don't give up on yours. Thank you for everything, Will, and I love ya to fuckin bits. Merry Christmas, bud 💚

Now, to all the fans that have kept up with my bullshit for so long (sorry by the way xD ), thank you all for being so supportive and patient with me as I work towards the new year - a lot has been on my mind during this long break, and thankfully I'm pushing ever closer to a brighter end where I can be happy with the things I've enjoyed doing for years. There's a lot to look forward to, and I can't wait to talk about some of it when the Resolution of 2024 rolls in on January 15th. I love you all, and I hope you all enjoy the holiday season leading up to the new year.💙

And finally, I have one last person I'd like to speak to; my love, @aspennightray (Shut up, I know it's gay xDD). Words can't express how happy I am to have you in my life. I know this year has had it's struggles for the both of us, and I know that my dumbassery has caused its fair share of frustration with you in fixing some of those things, but this year has also brought some great memories as well. When we first met face-to-face for MomoCon, it was admittedly weird to continue from there like it was just another Discord call, but if anything, it helped make the transition to our time spent in the following 2 weeks all the more comfortable. I won't beat around the bush, but that was by far the best time of my life in such a long while, and has made me confident enough that you are the one I want to be with. While there's been quite a few potholes making the journey to that point fairly difficult, I still haven't given up yet, and I don't plan to anytime soon. You've done so much for me in the past year we've been together for, and while I know many of them were things I could have done myself or many other friends could have done for me, but I suppose it just has more meaning to me knowing it comes from you, especially with how much it's helped me get off my ass and take care of myself. Despite the tail end of this year feeling a bit off for a multitude of reasons, none of that overshadows the fact that it's been an amazing one, and i can't thank you enough for it. I also can't thank you enough for all you've done to bring my ideas to life - no matter how beautiful they've turned out (and they certainly ARE beautiful <3 ), none of that matters as much as the fact that you made it possible. Sure, they may have been "jobs" at the end of the day, but your fascination, interest, and support for Scarlet Combine has been a core spark in ensuring that I completed it, and that means so much to me. Despite the jokes, bullying, and a few moments of irritation, I know you've always believed in my ability to create this new world of mine, and though it will take a good while before I continue it again, I'm excited for what we'll do with it together. Thank you so much for everything, hon, and I hope this Christmas turns out well for you. Even if it doesn't, know that I'll still be here to help make it just a little bit brighter. I love you so much 💜

Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays, and here's to an even Happier New Year to you all 🎄

#director brian #christmas #christmas eve #letters #Thank you all for an amazing year <3

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𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞.

featuring: itto x gn!reader

synopsis: you start working at a new flower shop and love it more than you should

✎ eve’s notes: so...i've never really done a fanfic that's in this style, as in, it's like a story. i usually do bullet points and drabbles but not this time! so hopefully it's decent lmao. btw i probably have some grammatical errors-

you peered at yourself in the slightly dirty glass of the flower shop one last time, making sure that you looked good. the flower shop was quite popular, and was owned by a friendly young man. he was really kind during the interview when you applied, so you weren't too nervous. you smoothed your skirt down, and with a deep breath, you pushed open the door to the shop.

you’d been there many times, but still, it never failed to amaze you in how magical it looked. stained-glass windows lined the walls, casting rainbows on the many plants on shelves everywhere. butterfly cutouts hung from the ceiling, along with flowering vines. it was like a fairy oasis. “hey, you must be [name]!” you heard a cheerful and loud voice exclaim. your eyes were met with a tall, muscular man with long, fluffy grey-white hair tied back. he wore a colourful apron with a bunch of pins and a name tag that read, “itto!” with a smiley face. you smiled.

“yup! that’s me.”

“great! so, come with me and i’ll get you set up.”

you followed your superior, and he handed you an identical apron and explained what you had to do. your main job was cashier, but you’d also have to water some of the plants and put some sprouts into planters. easy enough!

throughout the day, itto and you worked amazingly well together. you two had fun conversations as you did your work, and itto introduced you to each customer. he knew all of them on a first name basis and what their favourite flowers were. you were amazed at how it seemed as if he was close friends with every single one of them. it was something you’d try to work on throughout your time working at the shop.

itto glanced up from a pile of paperwork he was filling out, seeing you walking out of the store. you’d completed your first shift there, and probably had had the most fun possible on a job.

“oh, [name]! wait up!”

itto walked around the counter and handed you a white rose. “here,” he said with a big smile.

“aw, thanks!” you said, admiring the flower.

“haha, no problem. and, uh, thanks for...actually showing up today.” itto rubbed the back of his neck. “you have no idea how many people i hire that don’t even bother to come to their shifts. it’s hard, managing a whole store on your own, ya know?”

you gave a soft, sympathetic smile. “yeah, must be hard. but i’m always here if you need me to help you with stuff.” and with that, you headed home.

after your amazing first shift, you eagerly accepted every other one that itto asked you to work. unlike it is for most people, work was the highlight of your day. you were surrounded by sweet customers, fragrant flowers, and the best co-worker. speaking of your coworker, itto never failed to give you a flower at the end of your shift. sometimes if you had an extra busy week, he’d throw in some snacks. you thought it was the sweetest thing ever, and always made sure to thank him <3.

eventually, your birthday rolled around. you expected a simple “happy birthday”, but itto surprised you by inviting you to dinner with him! how sweet, right? it was just such a kind gesture.

a very..kind..gesture.

it-

no it couldn’t be..

was itto asking you out on a date?

the thought put butterflies in your stomach and made your face grow warm. you knew that you probably were just going crazy, but still. you put on a fancy outfit, did your hair nice, and then hurried over to the restaurant. you were completely surprised to find itto standing outside, well dressed and a beautiful flower bouquet in hand.

“oh! [name]! i was thinking you wouldn’t show up!” he said with a nervous laugh. “these are for you.” itto handed you a gorgeous bunch of white roses, just like the one he gave you on your first day.

“oh! thank you so much!”

itto smiled, and opened the door to the restaurant for you. “shall we?”

the dinner went better than you imagined! you had a blast talking and laughing with your coworker. when you arrived home, which was quite late at night, you took the flowers out of the wrapping to put into a vase of water.

hm, that’s strange. there’s a note…

“so i did some research, and apparently roses represent love, so i got a bouquet of them since that’s what i feel about you.

-itto <;3”

you blinked at the words messily written on the small piece of paper, reading them over and over again. it was a dream come true.

#writing.by.eve.ଘ(੭ˊᵕˋ)੭ ੈ♡‧₊˚#arataki itto #arataki itto x reader #arataki itto x female reader #arataki itto x male reader #arataki itto x gender neutral reader #itto x female reader #itto x male reader #itto x gn reader #itto fluff #genshin x reader #genshin fluff #genshin x gn reader #genshin x female reader #genshin x male reader #modern au #fluff

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My First Taste of the Dream

All characters and corporations or establishments appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real people, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

his content is intended for mature audiences only (18+). By choosing to proceed, you acknowledge and understand that you may encounter explicit adult material.

Table of Contents

Introduction

Let Us Play Family

Dressing Up for Tim

Heading Out as a Couple

Going To Bed Together

Something I Have Never Felt Before

More and More Times

Introduction

This is a story that happened to me when I was about 12 or 13 years old. There is no way that this person will ever find this blog but I am going to change the names here for their own security. If the real person reads this, I really hope that they get in touch with me because we haven’t talked in over 30+ years.

While growing up in Toronto, Ontario, Canada in the 70’s and 80’s, I had my best friends that lived on the same street, Darren, Craig and Tim. Tim used to live down the street but his parents sold that home and bought the house across the street from my house. I thought it was great. We would hang out all of the Time, playing boy stuff like street hockey, football, basketball. Everyone loved to come over to our house. We had a big finished basement that we could hang out and play.

So we would play in the basement and make up all of these games. Games with play money (we would use Monopoly or another board game money), Lots of stuff building with Lego. Basic kid stuff.

Let Us Play Family

Well we were just playing just the both of the two of us and he wanted to play a game called "family". He said that we would be a couple. We would figure out later who would be who but he said he would like to be the father and asked if I could be the mother. I guess I was a little submissive back then or I really didn't think about it and said that can be the mother.

Instead of calling me by my real first name, Tim thought it was weird, as did I, and said that he would like to call me Michelle.

BTW, I have stuck with the name of Michelle since those days. I have always liked the name and I especially like it when I hear other people call me by that name.

So he would pretend to go away (just like he was gone for work) while I stayed home. He would come back into the basement after only a few minutes. That would signal that would be the end of the day.

A couple of times he would come downstairs and say, “Hello Michelle. I am home. How are you?” Other times he would call me “Honey” and/or “Sweetie”. I really liked it when he called me by new name.

After he would “get home”, we would sit down, relax, have some pretend dinner (chips, pop, etc.) and then maybe play some pool. It was nice that we had a pool table in our basement. I think that’s also why lots of people liked to come over to our house. LOL Other times we would play a board game.

When I think about it now, Tim did grow up in a broken family. His parents were divorced (one of the few divorced parents that anyone really knew). Tim lived with his 2 other siblings. He has an older brother and a younger sister so, if it is true, things are different for the “middle child”. Some people think that is true and others brush it off. I can only assume he was doing this so that he could be part of a family.

We would keep on playing this game often when it was just the two of us only.

He said to me once, “I think it would be weird to play this game with more people. So why don’t we just keep this as a game between the two of us.” Without any hesitation, I definitely agreed with him.

Dressing up for Tim

Personally, I grew up with two older sisters. I remember when I was younger, they used to practice putting make-up on me and dressing me up in some of their clothes. I’ll be honest, it did feel weird to start but it didn’t bother me. To me, it was something to do with my sisters when my parents went out for the evening. I don’t even know if my parents found out. Even if they did, I don’t think they would think much about it.

So one afternoon, when I had the house to myself, I quickly ran upstairs to my closest sister’s closet to see if I could find something to wear because I knew that Tim was coming over. I remember my sister putting on this cute dress on me a couple of days ago and she saying, “Hey. That looks pretty good on you. Too bad it is my dress.” We all laughed but I remembered that comment and that’s what I wanted to wear for Tim.

So, I've never been one to turn down a dare, especially when it came from one of my best friends, Tim. We've been inseparable since we were kids, always getting into mischief and pushing each other's limits. But this dare was different. It wasn't about jumping off cliffs or sneaking into abandoned buildings; it was about stepping into someone else's shoes, quite literally.

It all started one lazy summer afternoon, just last year, when Tim and I were flipping through old magazines in my basement. We stumbled upon an article about gender-bending fashion, showcasing models sporting outfits traditionally meant for the opposite sex. Tim chuckled and nudged me.

"Hey, wouldn't it be hilarious if you dressed up as a girl for a day?"

I laughed, thinking he was joking. But the mischievous glint in his eyes told me otherwise. Tim was dead serious.

"I don't know, man. That's kinda... out there," I stuttered, unsure of how to respond.

"Come on, it'll be fun! We can pretend you're my wife for a day. You know, play house or something," Tim grinned, his enthusiasm infectious.

I hesitated, but the thought of spending a day goofing around with Tim was too tempting to resist. So, against my better judgement, I agreed. “I promise one of these days, I will do it.” He said, “OK” and we really didn’t think much more about it. I was waiting for him to bring it up again but I guess he had forgotten about it.

Well now it was time to keep up about that promise/dare.

My parents and sisters were going to be out for the whole day and no one would be home until later in the evening. My parents even left me some money for me to pick up some dinner later. They left me enough to feed at least a couple of people and told me to go and pick up a pizza and, if I wanted to, I could invite one of my friends over for dinner. They just said, “Try not to get in too much trouble.” They trusted me and I have been very responsible when I have been left alone before.

I searched through my sister’s closet, looking for that dress and also not to disturb much. I didn’t want her to find out about me borrowing that dress. Finally, I found it. “There you are!” I put it on and looked at myself in the mirror and said to myself, “I look good but I need some boobs.” I looked around her room and found her bra drawer and picked out the nicest bra. I put it on and then grabbed some socks and tissue paper and proceeded to stuff the bra. When I thought I had enough, I put the dress back on and looked at myself in the mirror again and I was really shocked at what I was looking at. I really looked good.

I grabbed a pair of her shoes. I was lucky that at that time in my life, I was in the same size shoes as she was. I really didn’t “sprout” until I was close to 17/18 years old so I was very short at that age.

I headed downstairs, picked up the phone and called Tim. I told him, “Come on over at any time and I have a surprise for you when you get here.” It felt like hours but I think it was only 15-20 minutes when I heard the back door open.

As I anxiously awaited Tim's arrival, my heart raced with a mixture of excitement and nervousness. It had been Tim's idea for us to go shopping together today, something we hadn't done in ages. I couldn't help but feel a flutter of anticipation in my chest, knowing that today was going to be different.

When I heard the back door open, I practically jumped out of my seat. I was so eager to greet my best friend. I yelled out, “Come on up. I am in the Family room. No one else is here. My parents and sisters are out all day.”

And there he stood, with his signature grin plastered across his face, his eyes lighting up at the sight of me.

"Hey, Michelle!" Tim exclaimed, giving me a quick once-over before pulling me into a tight hug. "You look great!"

I couldn't help but blush at his compliment, feeling a surge of happiness at his reaction. Little did he know that the outfit I wore was carefully chosen from my sister’s closet, something I had never dared to wear outside the confines of my bedroom.

But today was different. Today, Tim was going to help me step out of my comfort zone.

As we settled into the family room, I couldn't contain my nerves. Would Tim think I was crazy for wanting to dress up as Michelle, even just for fun? But as I tentatively broached the subject, his eyes sparkled with excitement.

"Are you serious? That sounds like so much fun!" Tim exclaimed, his enthusiasm contagious.

“OK! Let’s do it. I need your help! My sisters always did my makeup and I want to put some on.” Tim looked at me shocked. “Yes, I have allowed my sisters to put makeup on me. Where do you think I found this dress?”

Tim looked at me, “Michelle, I learn new things about you every day.”

“And that is a good or bad thing?”

“Definitely a good thing. Now let me see if I can help you with your makeup.” We both got up, laughed a little and headed up to my sister’s room to see what makeup we could find.

With Tim's encouragement, I carefully applied makeup, transforming my face into Michelle's. It felt surreal seeing myself in the mirror, a different version of me staring back. But with Tim's guidance and support, I began to feel more confident, more comfortable in my own skin.

Once we were both ready, we exchanged glances, a silent agreement passing between us. Today, we weren't just two teenage boys going out for a shopping spree. Today, we were going out as a couple, albeit a slightly unconventional one.

Heading Out as a Couple

As we walked hand in hand down the street, I couldn't help but feel a sense of freedom, a sense of joy bubbling up inside me. With Tim by my side, I felt invincible, unafraid to be who I truly was.

And as we passed by curious onlookers, I held my head high, a smile playing at my lips. Because today, I wasn't afraid to show the world the real me, thanks to the unwavering support of my best friend, Tim.

As we stepped into the first store, filled with trendy clothes for young men, I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. Tim and I sifted through racks of colourful shirts and stylish jeans, laughing and joking as I watched Tim try on different outfits. I would give my open and honest opinion. It felt liberating to be able to browse without any self-imposed restrictions, to simply enjoy the experience with my best friend by my side. Tim picked up a couple of shirts and a pair of really cool jeans.

Next, we ventured into the young women's clothing boutique, a haven of lace and sequins that seemed to sparkle under the fluorescent lights. With Tim's guidance, I explored aisles of flowing dresses and delicate accessories. Tim and I picked out a couple of outfits and I went into the dressing room to try them on. Trying on all of these outfits made me feel like a whole new person. As I would come out of the change room, Tim would look at me differently. Sometimes a huge smile and then just a frown because he didn’t like how it looked on me.

As we left the boutique, our arms laden with shopping bags, our stomachs rumbled with hunger. We decided to grab a quick bite to eat, choosing a cosy café where we could unwind and recharge.

Over plates of steaming pasta and glasses of ice-cold lemonade, we chatted and laughed, relishing in the simple pleasure of each other's company. It felt like we were in our own little bubble, away from the judgmental stares and expectations of the outside world.

After lunch, we made our way to the final store on our list: an electronics store. Here, we lost ourselves in a sea of gadgets and gizmos, marveling at the latest stereos and “boomboxes”. I really wanted to pick up this amazing JVC boombox but Tim was smart enough to help persuade me to change my mind.

With our shopping adventure complete and our bags bulging with purchases, we headed back home. On our way home, we stopped off at our local pizza joint and picked up a pizza and some pop. With the warm aroma of pizza guiding us back to my place. As we settled in for the night, munching on slices of cheesy goodness, I couldn't help but feel grateful for the day we had shared.

Thanks to Tim, I had stepped out of my comfort zone and embraced a side of myself I had kept hidden for far too long and something that really felt natural to me. I knew, at this point in time of my life, as I looked at him, smiling across the table, I knew that with him by my side, there was nothing we couldn't conquer together and I could explore more of being Michelle.

Going To Bed Together

Over the next couple of weeks and months, Tim and I would venture out as a couple and over some time, I accumulated myself a small wardrobe of women’s clothing. Some blouses and skirts, some dresses and even some lingerie. I found a very good hiding place for all of it in the basement so none of my family would find it. Ever since that day that we went out, if I knew it was just Tim and I, I would dress up as Michelle.

Well one afternoon, while we were playing, usually when we thought it was late in the day, we would just pick up the game as if we just woke up in the morning and it was a brand new day. But this time Tim said, “Instead of ending the day like we usually do, why don't we go to bed together?”

Submissive? Naïve? or just curious? I think, back then, maybe I was a little of all of them. So, I agreed.

In the basement of my house, it was broken up into a couple of different small and big rooms. You had the furnace room but that was always too warm and loud. Laundry room was too small with all of the appliances. Beside that room was a very nice sized room. Not much inside of it and it was mostly for storage along one wall. Tim and I agreed that this would be the bedroom.

I was thinking that if we were going to be going to bed together, I should probably wear something appropriate so I slipped into our room, went over to my secret stash of clothes and found this very silky nightie with the matching panty.

So we went into the “bedroom”, pulled out a couple of sleeping bags and opened them up. We made pillows out of other sleeping bags. We even found an old mattress that we could put on the very hard concrete floor. We promised each other that we would bring it out and put it back such that no one would ask why it was there.

With the bedroom all set up, I told Tim that I will be right back. I was thinking that if we were going to be going to bed together, I should probably wear something appropriate so I stepped out of our “bedroom” and went into another room, went over to my secret stash of clothes and found this very silky nightie with the matching panty. As I was changing into these very sexy clothing, I remember thinking to myself, “Is this really what you want to do?” Then, promptly answering, “Yes. I don’t know why but Yes.”

All changed, I headed back into the bedroom and Tim looked at me and smiled.

“I remember buying that for you about a week ago. That was really fun in that store, watching you try on different pieces. I remember that this is the one that stood out and now I know why because you look amazing.”

With those very kind words, I think I started to blush a little and I sat down on the bed and we lay down together. Immediately, Tim put his arm around me and pulled me a little closer.

I could feel my heart pounding against my chest, and I stole some glances at Tim, as I noticed the slight tremble in his hands.

"Hey," Tim said softly, breaking the silence that had settled between us. "Are you okay?"

I slowly turned to him, my eyes wide with apprehension. "I'm just... nervous, I guess. Don’t you think this is a little weird?"

Tim nodded, his expression soft with empathy. "There's nothing to be nervous about. We're just lying here together. It's not a big deal."

I felt a wave of gratitude wash over me at his words, the tension in my body beginning to loosen. "Yeah, you're right. I'm just overthinking things, as usual."

We fell into a comfortable silence, the weight of our shared apprehension gradually lifting. I felt myself relaxing, the rhythmic rise and fall of Tim's breath soothing my frazzled nerves. And then, in a moment of bravery, he turned to me, his eyes searching mine with a newfound intensity.

"Michelle," he whispered, his voice barely audible in the quiet room.

I held my breath, my heart hammering against my ribcage as I met his gaze. And then, without hesitation, he leaned in, his lips brushing against mine in a tender, hesitant kiss.

It was like a sigh of relief, the nervousness melting away as we melted into each other. In that fleeting moment, there was only the warmth of Tim's touch, the softness of his lips against mine. We kissed with a tenderness that spoke volumes, our fears and uncertainties fading into the background.

"Wow," I breathed when we finally pulled away, my cheeks flushed with colour.

Tim's grin mirrored my own, his eyes sparkling with newfound confidence. "Yeah, wow."

Something I Have Never Felt Before

We were nestled under the warmth of the covers, our bodies close but not touching. The air was filled with a quiet intimacy, a feeling I had never experienced before with anyone else.

As I lay there, my heart fluttered with anticipation. Tim shifted slightly, his hand brushing against mine. It was a simple gesture, yet it sent a jolt of electricity through me, igniting sensations I had never known. His touch was different, tender yet electrifying, like a spark dancing across my skin.

I turned to look at him, our eyes meeting in the dim light. His gaze was soft, filled with an unspoken understanding. Without a word, he reached out and traced a feather-light path along my arm, sending shivers down my spine. It was as if his touch awakened something deep within me, stirring feelings I had kept hidden away for so long.

I closed my eyes, losing myself in the sensation of his fingers against my skin. Each caress felt like a revelation, unlocking a newfound desire that I never knew existed. In that moment, lying there with Tim, I felt truly alive, as if I had finally found the missing piece of myself.

Time seemed to stand still as we lay there, lost in the intimacy of the moment. And as his touch lingered, I knew that this was just the beginning of something beautiful. With Tim by my side, I was ready to explore this newfound connection and the inevitable passion that awaited us.

Tim’s hand slides under my nightie as I feel his soft hands on my skin. As I lie there, he gives me small kisses as his hand explores my chest. Playing a little with my erect nipples his hand slides down my chest towards my stomach.

His hand slides down a little more to the edge of my panty. His fingers slide under as hind hand moves down. Then I feel his hand on my very erect cock. Hi whispers, “Oh my! Someone is enjoying themselves.” I whisper back, “Very much so!”

Tim’s kisses are much more passionate now as his hand slides up and down and around my cock. He whispers again, “Oh, you are so hard. I want to play with your pussy!”

“Before that, I want to do something for you! Lie down on your back for me!”

“For sure!”

Tim lays down on the bed on his back. He isn’t wearing a shirt and I can see his beautiful chest. Below his chest, hiding under some underwear, is a quite large and beautiful mound. I give him a kiss on the lips and then start to kiss down his body. As I am kissing him, my body and hands rub against his wonderful mound. As I move down his chest to his stomach, I pull his underwear down to reveal quite a large cock.

As a reference, I think his cock is significantly larger than my own. I guess he started early in his development in that area of his body.

You can feel my breath against your now very hard cock. I open my mouth a little until you feel the tip against my lips. My mouth opens a little as the tip slides inside. I flick the tip a little as I open my mouth a little wider such that Tim’s hard cock can slide in. Sliding in deeper and deeper, my mouth consumes his throbbing cock all the way. I can’t believe how amazing and filling his cock feels in my mouth.

I slowly start to pull up as I start to suck a little harder. I suck on the tip and then slide his throbbing hard cock back inside your mouth. I can’t believe but I can feel his cock getting even harder. I can hear him moaning very loudly as I know that what I am doing is pleasing him very much. This turns me on even more as my sucking of his cock slowly becomes a little faster, a little harder sucking and then the occasional full thrust deep in my mouth. It gags me a little as I pull it out quickly but then I slide it back inside my mouth as fast as it came out.

I continue as his moaning becomes deeper and heavier. Tim starts to lift his hips as he tries to thrust his cock deeper into my mouth.

As I am sucking your cock, your hand has found my “pussy” as you slide your finger around in circles. You pull back to drip saliva on your fingers and then your hand heads back to my “pussy”. You slide your fingers around and then you gently push your finger inside of me. I moan gently; I yelp, “Oh my fucking god that feels good!”

This triggers my mouth to suck a little harder. You reach down more and then start to really finger fuck my “pussy”. “Your pussy feels so good! I want to fuck you so badly.”

“Oh I want you to do that too but first I want you to cum deep down my throat!” As you are about to cum, you push your finger as deep as you can inside of me. The words I gave you trigger your explosion of your cum as it shoots deep inside my mouth. I suck on your cock deeply trying to drink every drop of your juice.

I take your cock out of my mouth, wipe it clean off your hot, tasty cum, slide up your chest, give you a kiss on the cheek.

“OMG. That was incredible. You have to have done that to another guy. Right?”

“Nope!” as I chuckle. “You were my first and, after that experience, I hope not my last with you or with someone else.”

“Oh you can do that any time you want” Tim exclaims.

“Do you want anything to eat or drink? We have to get your energy back up because your finger in my “ass”... Tim quickly interrupts me. “Don’t call it that. Please call it your pussy, cunt, anything but ass.”

“Sorry. As I was saying, your finger in my pussy felt “soooooo” good. Never felt that before and that was amazing. After feeling that, I want to feel your cock inside of me.”

“Why don’t you lie down on your stomach. Let me pamper you a little.”

I roll over and lie on my stomach. “I’ll be right back. I need to go to the washroom.” Tim gets up from the bed and heads out of the bedroom.

Tim climbs onto the bed, and I hear a bottle open. Then I feel a warm oil dripping on my back. I feel hands start to rub the oil all over my back as he goes ahead and starts to give me a wonderful massage. As he massages my back, his hands move lower towards my mid-section and towards my bum. I feel some more drops of oil drip onto my upper thighs and ass. Both of his hands slowly massage my legs and creep up and start to massage my butt. I can feel your fingers teasing my asshole.

A couple more drops of oil but this time directly between the crack of my ass. I can feel your fingers making circles around my wanting hole and then I feel a finger push and slide in. This sends amazing, euphoric shivers throughout my body as I naturally lift my butt a little into the air and spread my legs a little to give you better access.

As you slide your finger in and out of my ass, you pull it out and then I feel the tip of what feels like a cock. I ask you, “Is that your cock? Because when you fuck me, I want to be on my back because I want to see your eyes as you slide your cock inside of me?”

“No, sweetie. It is just a small dildo.”

“Where did you get that from?”

“No worries about that. I stole it from my house. I found it and wanted to bring it over. Your ass looked so tight, I didn’t want to hurt you with my cock so I thought a little fun with a small toy will open you up a little.”

“Oh, thank you! But please, just a little because I want to feel your cock inside of me more than anything now.”

As Tim pushes the small dildo inside of me, I try to relax as much as I can to let my hole open up. As I relax, the toy slides in quite easily and he gasps, “Oh my that went in quite easily. I am surprised at the great control over your muscles.”

“All I have to do is just relax and think of your cock either deep inside of me or in my mouth.”

Tim pulled out the toy and then asked me to flip over onto my back. I quickly oblige as I grab a pillow to put under my ass. I spread my legs as wide as I can and pull them back. Even though I am completely exposed to you, I feel very comfortable.

He kneels on the floor as his face comes up to my wide open legs. Then I feel the most incredible feeling as he starts to rim my ass with his tongue and start to lick it. I moan loudly as he picks up that I am enjoying this very much. He licks my balls a little and then moves back down to my lovely hole.

He starts to kiss up my legs as your body starts to come closer to mine. The anticipation is just killing me. And then I feel your cock against my ass. He gets out the oil and gives a couple of drops around my asshole and also on his lovely cock. I can’t see it, but I can feel that it is already very hard.

You stroke your cock a little to spread the oil and then press the tip against my hole. Just at that time, Tim looks up and can see me staring into his eyes. I really hope they are saying, “FUCK ME Tim! FUCK ME NOW!”

You take your hand and start to guide your cock as you start to push the tip inside of me. I look into your eyes and do a very slow exhale to relax my muscles and the tip slides in smoothly.

I yelp out, “Oh my GOD! Does that ever feel good!”

You push in a little more as I feel your very hard cock fill me. You go very slowly but I can feel your cock slide deeper and deeper inside of me. I can feel his cock filling my pussy with every inch. I am in complete Euphoria right at this moment. I let out a loud moan as you push your cock deeper and deeper inside of me. How much more is there? I want to feel every inch of his cock deep inside of me.

Finally, I feel your stomach slap against my body as Tim slides his hard cock in and out of my “pussy”. I look into your eyes and tell him, “That feels absolutely amazing! Please fuck me, sweetie!”

“I can’t believe how nice it feels. I thought you were going to be very tight, but you have opened up nicely.”

With those words, I squeeze my muscles as he feels my pussy start to squeeze his cock. “Holy crap you really do have some amazing muscle control down there.” For the next couple of thrusts, I squeeze and relax my muscles to give Tim’s cock a lovely feeling.

Your thrusts are now getting longer and stronger as I can see in his eyes that he really wants to pound my “pussy” and I am not stopping you. With everything thrust, both of us moan loudly. Tim even yells out, “Take all of my cock!” and I quickly respond, “Oh yes, all of it.”

After what felt like an eternity, Tim looks into my eyes and tells me, “I am getting close to cumming.” With those words, I concentrate on squeezing my muscles as tight as I can. With the thrusts and the squeezing, an incredible sensation comes over me. It feels like my ass could explode.

I beg and yell out, “PLEASE cum deep inside of me!”

It is like the words had some type of an effect on the both of us but at that moment, I could feel your cum filling my ass. Once I felt that inside of me, I had this amazing feeling rush through my body. After further looking into it, there is a very good chance that I had an amazing anal orgasm. Using all of my muscles, I squeezed Tim’s cock even tighter as I yelled out. Tim yelled out at the same time as we had an incredible unanimous orgasm together. As we were having this amazing orgasm, the incredible thing was that our eyes were locked on each other. Also, as we came, I will never forget the very warm feeling of his cum filling my ass.

Right after, Tim falls forward gently into my arms as I hold him tightly and whisper in his ear, “Thank you! That was absolutely incredible.”

“Oh, thank you!”

Time starts to get up a little and then he starts to pull his cock slowly out of my ass. As he pulls it out, he can see drops of cum seep out of my hole. I am trying to control my muscles because I want to feel the warmth of your cum deep inside of me, but it is very hard, and I can even feel your cum dripping out.

“Oh my god! You really filled me up! It feels amazing!”

“I don’t think I have cummed that much! Ever!”

You lie down on the bed beside me as I snuggle up against you.

More and More Times

Whenever Tim would come over and it was just the both of us, I would be all dressed up for him. I would gladly give him a lovely Blow Job. We would be watching some TV and I would be snuggled up against his chest and my hands would wander. I would know when he was excited because he would be very fidgety and then I would see that wonderful mound grow. I would tease him as much as I could. He loved being teased because it seemed to make his cock get bigger and bigger.

He would absolutely hate me when I teased him when his cock was in my mouth and I knew he was about to “blow his load” deep down my throat. I could taste his pre-cum and then I would start to tease him by not sucking so hard or pulling it out of my mouth and start to lick his hard shaft. I had him in my control and I loved it. The incredible thing is that he loved it too.

He would beg me to help him cum. He would try to grab his shaft to stroke it but I would not allow him.

When it was time, I would let him know and then I would go to town on his cock with my mouth and lips until he shot his full load down my throat.

I would try to resist him fucking me but I couldn’t give put up much resistance. His cock felt so good inside of me. I wanted to see if I waited a day or two, if it would feel any different. Instead, it felt amazing every time!

It felt so good, I wanted more of it. So, one day, when I knew that I was going to be alone all day and Tim wasn’t coming over, I searched my sisters’ and parent’s bedrooms for any sex toys. I’ll be honest, we lived in an old house with very thin walls and I could hear what was going on in both of my sisters’ bedrooms. Both of them were over 18 so I knew that they could go to a sex shop.

I found a very nice 8” realistic dildo in one of my sisters’ rooms. It looked so realistic. It tasted a little weird when I tried to lick it but I tried to think that it was Tim’s cock and not a dildo. I would practice different techniques and try to remember them to see if that worked with Tim. And yes, I fucked myself with it too and that felt so amazing but not as amazing as feeling Tim deep inside of me.

Ever since then, I have always owned some dildos and I would dress up as Michelle and fuck myself.

But I will never forget those times with Tim.

#cross dressing #crossdresser #crossdressing #firsttimeoutdressed #imaginative play #playing house #sucking and fucking #first time with a guy #clothes shopping

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In my attempts to be more positive I'm not gonna go too deep into this, but I was informed about a story idea from one of the Batgirls writers that on the surface was so racially insensitive and only speaks so loudly to the blind spot white writers, even if they have good intentions and/or don't consider themselves racist, have when it comes to writing diverse characters (this also applies when men write women, straight cis people write LGBTQ+ characters etc.)

There's a lack of authenticity regardless which most get away with cause they just write a character to be a character and the race or gender or sexual orientation is either not important or vital for plot reasons so it's not the focus as white writers love to say "I don't want them to only be seen for *that*", but often times when a diverse writer is given a chance to write the same character aspects of their own journey and understanding and connection bleeds through in the writing and there's a different tangible understanding within the character that just helps make them feel real. Miles Morales shouldn't be known as the Afro-Latino Spider-Man, but him being Afro-Latino is an important part of who he is so ignoring that is doing him a disservice. Barbara Gordon's disability being invisible/good day bad day takes away the responsibility from abled bodied writers to make her disability a constant visible part of who she is, that's why they did it. Yes those types of disabilities exist (Cass has an invisible disability) and deserve to be showcased, but the want for Babsgirl and Oracle and attempts to please both fandoms at the expense of Barbara Gordon's character, what her disability meant to those fans, and what Oracle represents as a superhero is wrong. (Read The Oracle Code and Shadow of the Batgirl btw)

Another example that I noticed was when Riri aka Ironheart first came into the scene written by Bendis. People HATED her. It wasn't until Eve Ewing began writing her in the Ironheart solo (which if you haven't read you should) that people started to come around on the character. Ewing provided a life and heart to Riri and her world that felt specific to the black woman experience, but unique to Riri and yet universally understood for the reader.

It's something I want for Cassandra Cain and why I continue to ask for an Asian writer to write her. Shadow of the Batgirl from Kuhn and the small stories and cameos we've seen from Tamaki and Wong have given Cass a great voice that I'm not getting from Batgirls. Cass as a character is different now for better or worse. I would've preferred we got the full journey of her learning to speak with Babs on panel, (and even then I think her voice pattern should be more unique) but that's whatever. I won't go more into as I said I'm not gonna shit on Batgirls anymore this year, and that's not what this is. This is just a reminder to myself that no matter how good a writer is, they all have blind spots. We can connect to characters that aren't like us, we can write characters that aren't like us, but we can't forget that they aren't us. And we should champion and hope more writers get opportunities to showcase why diversity is an important part of who these characters are and shouldn't be ignored or sidelined for fear of it being *all* they are.

#cassandra cain #batgirl #miles morales #spider-man #barbara gordon #oracle #riri williams #ironheart #dc #dc comics #marvel #marvel comics #I wonder if Chen turned down the story cause it would've been so BAD

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boom!! whatnowwhatnow/// Ohyeah. silver and whisperer interaction: bassicly what happend was that whisperer saw silver again and got kinda mad at the stalking so he told lucky to just. not come with. lucky listened (even though lucky kinda only wanted to eat sliver cause they look goopy) When whisperer spotted it once more, he instantly threw a rock at it. The rock sinked into its ear, it did not react and kept looking at him. "HEY!" It did not react. "Your eyes deceive" "No, no they dont. Now stop talking to me you damn...entity" Whisperer ran over, the silver eyed slugcat winched back a little. when face to face whisperer said "Who are you and why do you keep stalking us?" It tilted its head at him. "Hello?" No response. Whisperer reached out a paw and pressed on its chest. it backed up and quickly swated whisperers hand "N-N-NOP-No...badidea...dont-dont interact..." "..what?" "YYYYOU-you-shouldbackup..." "Why? and are you gonna answer me" whisperer stammered, not feeling safe. "I-IDONTKNOWWHERE-Ihurtpeople...andicant...dontwantto hurt you.." "Errr...." whisperer started backing up a bit "D-DOntbe...scarred? PLEAsE!HELP!" "What do you mean help?! help with what?!" whisperer whimpered "s-sorry...Habit..." "what do you mean scarred? like.. scared?" it stopped moving, its unreal ears twitching a little "T-thank you...yesthatword..." "Ok, now why were you stalking us?" "T-t-tthepeople...sayidothat...idont mean to..." "Who are the people..?" "Rumors..." spikes slowly formed on its chest "its "U-unbound.." "Undone" "Unforseen..." "Unknown" I-i-i-idontlike...what they say..." Whisperer is now clearly uncomfy, but IT also seems like that.. "Do you. hurt people on purpose or.wait yeah what did..what did you mean by hurt people?" It did not respond, more spikes grew on its chest, it looks distressed "E-EVE?HE-Everyones scared, they have their reasons. I-I-I-ImNot goingto-AAA-answer that." whisperer stared "How do you keep doing that. how are you changing your voice what does that mean. what did you mean by that." No response. Whisperer began to walk away before a spikey tendril grabbed his leg "Dont..leave..." "Please dont kill me." "W-WHATAREYOUDOI-Why would i dothat?" "Cause your. one either a fucking villan or a *really* REALLY weird slugcat." "O-Oh...Myf-f-f-Form...Is it scary?" "No but i do not want to even know what that implies so i plea for you to stay how you are. Now what do you want?" "T-to help..." "You dont even know what i need help with dude." "I heard it to." "heard...what...whatever! uhm... id "love" to have you along but dont know if i can." "I-i-i-i-ican always follow..." "...Great...bye..." "O-OHMYG-Onemore thing..." "yes..?" "W-Want...Thing?" "What is it.." It reached in its chest. and pulled out a sludge covered pearl (whisperer has never seen a pearl btw) "Uhhhhh thanks bye!" He snatched it and ran off, regretting ever interacting. ^ Copy and pasted thing. (aka yap from the actual story.)

Other things that happened in the chapter are Chief meets with whisperer and lucky, figures out the lucky's kind live in [spoiler location] Whisperer injuries his leg from an encounter with [spoiler enemy] adding on to the bleeding. still fine though.

EAHH WONDERFUL AS ALWAYS!!!! Sorry for such a late answer, i was in a sour mood for a lot of the day and usually i wait to answer when im in a better headspace but whatever ill just answer now!! & i can officially say i LIKE SILVER!!! i really do!!! i especially like how i can officially use the word “goopy” for it, and a particular detail i like about them is how we will hear names of [unknown creatures/potential victims] in its speech,, (eg. the name Eve was in here, im pretty sure!). + from the way they talked about itself being dangerous/harming others, & that they can also hear voice, im currently thinking they may not be fully in control of their actions, all the time? I could be so far off but, current theory im working about!

also im not too sure how to feel about the implication of silver being able to, quote-on-quote, “reach into their chest”. I mean we just found out that they are liquid-like enough to be able to be described as goopy ofcourse (already knew their tail was ferrafluid, didnt know that might also apply for the rest of its body), but i wonder now, does it being able to reach into its chest mean: 1. it is fully made of some sort of liquid of sorts, ferrafluid like its tail, or something else? for their body im assuming it would be made up of a denser liquid, or 2. maybe they have an open/exposed chest cavity? perhaps as a result of injury, but it still wasnt fatal enough to kill them (if it is even able to die), and left them how they are now. this could ofcourse go along with the 1st theory, but whatever. !!!

honorary lucky mention. I COULDNT NOT TALK ABOUT THEM!!!. Whisperer is going through some serious shit and lucky is just watching from the sidelines thinking “that thing my dad’s talking to looks goopy..i wonder what they taste like” LOL

#SAD FACE i still havent reached the parts where yellow lizards etc are i think thats why those location/creatures are hidden…. sad face x2 #asks #myposts

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or everything

Ariana Grande x youtuber!reader

Part 5.5.5 of "positions"

Part 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 5.5 (1) | 5.5 (2)

AN: this is a super long one

"Soon" turned out to be inaccurate when you were swamped with last-minute filmmaking gigs on top of your personal commitments to your channel. You didn't think twice about accepting all those work offers before Christmas to get as much income as possible to splurge on presents and gain some vacation days for yourself.

Even though you haven't seen each other for almost a month, you made up for it by texting every day. When Ariana discovered the reason for your busy schedule, she forbade you to buy her any presents.

Princess

i want your presence instead

You

Which movie did you steal that line from

Princess

dork

come see me

don't make me wait any longer

You

Yes, your highness

I'll see you on Christmas Eve

Princess

promise?

You

With my pinky

Princess

btw do you have any plans for new year's eve too?

You

Well

Not really

Princess

great

i'm reserving you in advance

You

All yours

Princess

i like the sound of that

As promised, you met Ariana on Christmas Eve. When you arrived at her place, she recited a list of the things she had planned for today (in no particular order):

- Gift giving and receiving (after midnight)

- Make goodies and dessert

- Marathon Christmas movies

- Sing Christmas songs

- Walk the dogs

While deciding on what to do first, you reckoned Ariana had saved the exchanging of presents on Christmas Day itself but you accidentally advanced that plan when you asked if you could borrow a phone charger.

"Oh! Wait here." She instructed you when you were both in the living room. You sat patiently on her couch as she scurried back upstairs. When she came back down, she brought along a horde of dogs in reindeer costumes at her feet and a small ribbon-wrapped black box in her hand. "For you," she handed it to you, biting the inside of her cheeks.

You took it with a grateful smile, already deducing what it was. You made a show of tugging at the ribbon. "May I?"

"Of course, that's the whole point," Ariana exclaimed enthusiastically, watching with bated breath as you opened the box carefully.

A silver power bank lay neatly inside, together with two cables.

"The salesman said it's a bestseller, with its super fast charging. It can also charge wirelessly so you can actually charge two phones at once... I'm rambling, aren't I?" Ariana stopped herself sheepishly, uncharacteristically shy. It was endearing, to say the least.

"No, not at all. You can continue if you want, but I'm already sold." You said.

"Well, um, it also functions as a hand warmer... for your cold hands."

"Thank you, it's the perfect gift." You smiled with appreciation, "I should make full use of it now."

Ariana led you back to a guest room to charge both your phone and the power bank. While you left them to charge, the both of you decided to strike dog walking off the list, since they were already following you two around.

Ariana put on their leashes and handed you Myron's with the explanation of him being comfortable with you. The feeling was mutual.

After making sure everyone was bundled up warmly, the both of you took them outdoors. It was not as cold as you thought, most likely due to the coat Ariana had lent you.

It was fascinating to see Ariana wrestling expertly with a little more than half a dozen of dogs, with them pulling their leashes in different directions enthusiastically. You offered a helping hand regardless, and she passed the smaller dogs to you. They were, for the most part, well-behaved. You let them do whatever they wanted, sniffing around and playing with each other as you made rounds on the estate grounds.

When they had their fill of fun, you went back indoors. Some of the dogs lay down in front of the fireplace immediately, clearly out of energy. You shared a laugh with Ariana at their behaviour, able to relate to their exhaustion after the little excursion. That created the perfect opportunity to strike another item off the list.

While you wanted to help, she shooed you off with the excuse of wanting to keep her hot chocolate recipe a secret. So you sit patiently in front of the fire, enjoying the warmth. After a few minutes, Ariana arrived with steaming mugs, giving one over to you, before taking a seat beside you. You never felt more full, with a delicious drink in hand and a warm feeling in your heart.

The crackling of the wood and the snoring from the dogs almost lulled you to sleep too. It doesn't help that Ariana was snuggled up right beside you.

"Are you sleepy?" You heard Ariana whisper and you smiled at the memory.

"That was supposed to be my line."

Ariana hummed, "We can take a short nap if you are."

You stifled a yawn, replying. "I'm fine, there are still things to do on your list right?"

"Oh right, that reminds me..." You felt Ariana lean away from you as she stood up, before extending her hand to help you up. The both of you move quietly into the kitchen, trying not to wake up the 'babies' from their slumber. "We have to make some food for our guests."

"Our guest?" You questioned while rolling up your sleeves, placing the items she had relayed to you from the fridges onto the kitchen island.

"Yep, my family and some of my friends will be joining us later in the evening."

"Oh okay." While you were questioning more on the word 'our' than who the guests were, you assumed it was just a slip of the tongue. You looked through the ingredients in front of you. "Are you preparing a feast?"

"Nope, I was thinking of cookies and brownies. They'll have dinner before coming over. So we'll have one by ourselves."

You nodded and got ready to bake up a storm. You tied Ariana's apron and she did the same for you, opening up all the ingredient packaging.

After pouring and whisking and kneading for half an hour, the cookies and brownies were safely baking in the oven. Everything went well, and you knew they would turn out alright. However, that cannot be said the same for the kitchen. It looked like a snowstorm had raged in there. Since there was nothing else to do, you began cleaning up. Ariana seemed to have something else in mind when she dragged a finger against a flour-covered countertop. She didn't hide her mirth when she swiped said finger against your cheek, staring at you with those infamous faux innocent eyes as you stood there in shock.

The feeling wore off quickly, replaced by playful vengeance as you wiped your entire palm with flour. You saw those eyes widen at your action. You wasted no time lunging at her.

Ariana's squeal probably echoed throughout the entire estate as she ran away from you. Surprisingly, the dogs did not wake up, which made you think that they were used to it. You ran a little slower to give her a head start, but when she entered the dining room, her pathway was restricted by furniture. She managed to go around the long table before you could reach her, but it didn't matter when you caught her off guard by jumping over it, wrapping one arm around her to prevent her from escaping.

She doesn't try to when you boop her nose with flour, only squirming a little when you traced her eyebrow and the underside of her chin for good measure. You only let up when you're satisfied, sitting on the table behind you to admire your handiwork.

You got a little worried thinking you went too far when she stood there silently.

"Ariana?" You moved off the table, an apology already on your lips. "I'm s-"

Before you could even register, she painted a streak of white on your face again. She ran away laughing, even harder when you shouted indignantly, "Ariana!"

Needless to say, the mess got bigger before it went away. The both of you had to shower when you were finally done with cleaning the kitchen. This time, a simple white pullover and beige pants wait neatly for you on your bed. They fit you well. There were socks too, but you forego them, too used to walking around barefooted. Besides, the floors were mostly carpeted so your feet weren't freezing.

You only recognized that your clothes matched Ariana's when you found her standing outside the door. Her outfit consisted of an off-shoulder wool dress, completed with a ribbon in her hair. She wore thigh-high fur boots, bringing her to your eye level.

"You look nice." You muttered, more to yourself than for her to hear. She picked up on it regardless, beaming at you sweetly.

"Thank you. You clean up well too."

"Have to thank my stylist for that."

You smiled when she threw her head back with laughter. You offered your arm, "Shall we?"

Ariana responded by looping hers around yours, matching your footsteps down the stairs. Back in the kitchen, she ordered dinner for the both of you while you set the table in the dining room. When the delivery man handed you bags and bags of takeout boxes, you realized that she spared no expense for the Christmas feast.

Instead of sitting at the head of the table, the both of you sat at its length, opposite of each other. It's easier to reach for food and to hold a conversation this way. You enjoyed yourself with good food and even better company. The dogs come by to visit, curling around your feet before going on their way.

Time passed quickly without you realizing it. The sound of the doorbell ringing reminded you to wrap up dinner. Ariana stood up, giggling at the way you stuffed your face with one more bite of food. "You don't have to rush, I'll go get the door. We can share the leftovers."

While she went to fetch the guest, you threw away the rubbish and made whatever was left more presentable.

"Baby," You whipped your head around and saw Ariana standing at the door, with a few people standing behind her. "Come meet my friends."

You were thankful to see some familiar faces as you walked closer.

"Hi guys." You waved, recognizing Frankie, Victoria, and Courtney. There were a few of Ariana's friends you haven't officially met, but you knew of them - Tayla Parx, the Social House duo, and Elizabeth Gillies.

"It's nice to meet you." They took turns hugging you.

"Is anyone hungry? We got food, cookies, brownies..." You asked everyone when you moved into the living room, where there were more of Ariana's family members.

There were a few murmurs of "yes", prompting you to get them out of the oven. They were completely cooled and were gone in minutes after you placed them on the table.

When everyone's full, the adults gather to talk among themselves, leaving the "kids" - Ariana, you, and her friends - to do their own thing.

That's how you find yourself sitting in a circle with a board game box in the middle.

"You do know that Monopoly is the number one killer of friendships, right? Followed by Uno." You said to Ariana.

"Don't worry. I'm not going anywhere so easily. You're stuck with me"

In this instance, you wished that you had met Ariana sooner.

"I'll take your word for it."

Since you guys were playing the Longest Game version of Monopoly, you lost count of how many hours you spent sitting there trying to end the game. Everyone agreed that the one with the most money at the end, when all properties are bought, wins.

The moment Ariana bought the last one (a mistake she doesn't realize that reduced her overall cash in hand), it was down to you and Ariana. Everyone else was bankrupt but stayed around to see the outcome, the showdown between you and Ariana.

"I have 99 dollars, how much do you have?" Ariana says after counting her money.

You make a show of counting the money in your hand. "95... 96... 97... 98..."

Ariana's eyes grew wide when there wasn't any more money to count.

"Oh my god! I won!"

You congratulated her along with everyone else, smiling at how she celebrated - a lot of happy sounds and a little dance.

"Congrats, looks like our friendship is intact."

Ariana smiled even wider than you thought possible as she tackled you in a hug. When you know she isn't looking, you put your money back in the box, including the ones you hid underneath your legs.

You felt a nudge against your ribs. You turned to see Victoria smiling knowingly at you. You returned with a small smile, before bringing your attention back to hugging Ariana.

"What should we do next?" Someone piped out.

You recalled Ariana's list, "How about singing Christmas carols?"

"Let's sing!"

All of you laughed when Ariana and you voiced out the idea. Great minds think alike.

"You guys are so cute," Courtney said. You thank her, relieved that she seemed less wary about you since your first encounter. You understood her protectiveness over Ariana, as you felt the same way too.

Everyone moved into the room where the karaoke machine was. Ariana set up everything expertly, and soon, the house was filled with music. She was having the time of her life, singing and dancing to her heart's content. You laughed along at every endearing antic she pulled, clapping every time she finished a song.

After ten rounds of back-to-back singing, Ariana decided to take a break. Coincidentally, her mother called you guys up for the gift-exchanging event. You gathered around the Christmas tree, where Ariana pulled out neatly wrapped box after box from underneath. She then exchanged them with everyone individually.

While everyone oohed and aahed over their respective presents, you sat there, seeing what they've got. Ariana's friends noticed something amiss. "Did Ariana not give you a gift?" Frankie asked on behalf of the group.

"Oh, she already gave it to me earlier."

You knew they misunderstood when they shot wolfish smiles at you while winking exaggeratedly. "I hope you had returned the favor." They left before you could refute whatever they had imagined.

That reminded you of the packages you have sitting in your bag. "I'll be right back," You announced to whoever was listening. You slipped into your room, switching on the lights to search for Ariana's presents. You found your bag besides the bed and grabbed it. Light footsteps could be heard behind you. You turned around immediately at the sound.

"Ariana! You scared me. What brings you here?"

"I couldn't find you around," She explained simply, before eyeing your bag curiously, "What are you doing up here?"

You zipped open your bag. "I was getting your presents. I know you're into astronomy, so I got you this. But I'm not sure if you already have it..." You pulled out two wrapped packages. "So I got something else just in case."

"This isn't what I meant when I said no presents," Ariana started with a faux scold, "but I'll take them since you already got them. Thank you."

She couldn't hide her excitement when she unwrapped the longer box first, gasping when she found out what it was. "You got me a telescope?"

"Yeah, it uses smart technology, so you can connect it to your phone with an app, and use it like a remote."

"Oh my god, that's amazing." With the way Ariana is bouncing with excitement, the hug she enveloped you was expected. "Can we use it now?"

You laughed softly at her enthusiasm, "You can if you want to, but with the Christmas lights, I think it's too bright to see anything now." You brought her attention to the other box. "But this might make up for it."

It was a star projector, which offered both accurate preset displays of constellations and real-life viewing of the night sky. If you thought Ariana was excited before, she was even more so when she tackled you with yet another hug, pushing both of you onto the bed. She lay partially on top of you, legs tangling with yours as she whispered 'thank you's countlessly into your shoulder. If this was what you received from giving presents, you want to give her whatever she wanted.

You weren't sure how long you stayed in that position, somewhere between a minute and an eternity. For a moment, you assumed she fell asleep. However, her breathing and the way she shifted around indicated otherwise. You were content to just lay there, but you spotted a shadow moving across the hallway. You craned your neck to find Ariana's brother standing at the door.

"I hope I'm not interrupting anything, but Mom wants to say goodbye before we leave."

"Frankie!" Ariana lifted herself off you. You stood up after she did, scratching the back of your neck sheepishly, even though you haven't been doing anything embarrassing. You walked behind the siblings as they made their way toward the living room.

Everyone helped to pick up after themselves before heading home or to another party. You were going to leave as well when your phone told you it was one AM, but Ariana stopped you with a tug on your sleeve.

"You should sleep over for the night." She said all in one breath, inhaling deeply afterward. You had to stop yourself from reaching out to take her hand when she fiddled with her fingers. It was a tempting offer since you don't think finding transport back would be easy at this hour. So you accepted her hospitality.

"Good. Since I have you for New Year's Eve too, you can stay for the week."

"Wow." You supplied, wondering if she had planned this. However, you had other commitments to fulfill. "Uh, I'm not sure I can stay for the entire week. Olivia wants to hang out tomorrow to make up for my not visiting her today.

Ariana sucked her teeth, "Should've put you on a retainer or something."

Though it was muttered, you caught every word. Her mild annoyance amused you more than it should. It's nice to be wanted, after all. She cleared her throat after a moment of silence. "I'll get you some clothes, any preference?"

"Just a shirt and shorts will do, thank you."

"You sure? Don't you want something warmer?"

You shook your head. "I tend to run hot so I'll be fine. Besides, there's a heater here."

"Okay," and with that, she left.

You took the opportunity to freshen up yourself, by quickly showering. You assumed that by the time you were done, there would be something to wear waiting for you on the bed.

So you did not think twice to walk out of the bathroom with just a towel. It just so happens for Ariana to walk into the room with a pile of clothes, one that she almost dropped at the sight of you. Once again, you learned the lesson of what assumptions do to a person.

"Shit, I'm sorry." You apologized quickly, gripping the towel tighter around you.

"No, I should- I mean... Anyway, um- here." She averted her eyes while placing them on the bed, before turning around completely. "I wasn't sure what you'd like, so I got a bunch of shirts with different designs."

While you wanted to appreciate her efforts, the fear of the towel slipping from your grip forced you otherwise, causing you to grab a random one before putting it on hastily in the bathroom.

"I'm done changing." You told Ariana, after making sure you were fully clothed. You hid an amused smile when Ariana turned around slowly, with her eyes peeking from behind her hands.

"That's what you chose?"

You followed Ariana's gaze and looked down at the shirt you were wearing. A full-size picture of her face was printed right in the middle of it.

"Yea, if I get to keep it, I'll probably make bank on eBay." You quipped, making it seem like it was intentional. "Ariana Grande merch shirt, 'hand' touched by the queen herself. An easy grand."

You knew you pulled it off when Ariana laughed contagiously. The laughter died down into a comfortable silence with the both of you looking at each other.

"We should-"

"Do you-" You shared a chuckle again, "Go ahead."

"I was just wondering if you want a drink? I make really good hot chocolate."

"I'll take your word for it."

"Great, give me ten minutes."

"Can I come with you?"

"Oh," Ariana pivoted around with one foot out the door, "Okay."

Your grin matched hers as both of you went into the kitchen. The house was completely opposite at night, quiet and still, besides the both of you tiptoeing around. It's a different kind of beauty, especially with the Christmas lights glowing at their full potential.

Ariana rummaged around quietly to gather the ingredients needed for the drink. As you sat on a bar stool, you were hit with a feeling of familiarity. There was something about food, refrigerator light and Ariana that warmed you up from the inside.

"Here you go. One super duper delicious hot chocolate." Ariana announced, sliding a cup towards you. The mini marshmallows floating on top and the smell reaffirmed her claims.

The moment you took a sip, you should not be held responsible for the sounds you made.

"Wow," You groaned appreciatively, becoming responsible for the pleased smile appearing on Ariana's face, "You need to bottle and sell this so I can get it whenever I want."

It was the perfect example of 'can't have your cake and eat it too'. Do you want to nurse your drink for as long as possible or greedily satisfy the thirst you have in one go?

Ariana presented you with the perfect answer to your dilemma. "Or... you can just come over and I'll make it for you anytime you want."

"I should just stay here forever then." You remarked jokingly, taking another relaxed sip of the chocolatey goodness.

You caught Ariana leaning forward on the counter imperceptibly, staring at you intently over the rim of her cup. "I wouldn't mind that."

Her tone was nothing like yours, each word weighed before they were conveyed.

However, light laughter pierced the silence, accompanied by a quick retort - "as long as you contribute by paying rent or doing housework" - made you wonder if you had hallucinated the entire thing.

Especially when she wasn't at the counter anymore, back facing you as she made more hot chocolate.

It was late after all, and the nighttime often caused deluded dreams.

You drowned that bitter thought with the rest of your drink, letting Ariana to refill it back to the brim. At her suggestion, the both of you head back to your room, settling down comfortably on the bed. You sat cross-legged in front of her, with a little tray in between both of you holding your cups.

"Are you sleepy?" You asked. While she shook her head, you saw her fight back a yawn. You didn't call her out on it, choosing to ask what she wanted to do instead.

"21 questions?"

You raised an eyebrow at her. "What do you want to know?"

The thing is, while you can debate over socially, politically and culturally complicated or controversial topics, it's a different story when it comes to revealing something personal about yourself.

"Um, why don't you like alcohol?"

It was not a question you were expecting, hence you spent some time trying to piece together an answer. You stared at the corner of the ceiling contemplating before arriving at one.

"Well, it's usually bitter and it burns my throat. I know the main point of drinking is to get drunk, but if I wanted to forget my problems, sleeping would be a better solution. No hangovers, no damage to my health, and definitely no possibility of me doing something I might regret."

Stopping after deeming your answer as satisfactory, you turned back towards Ariana. She looked deep in thought too, only snapping back to reality when she felt the weight of your gaze on her.

She cleared her throat, "how mature and responsible of you."

You smiled wryly at her comment. It was certainly different from what others thought when you decline their offers to drink. "Most people call it boring or a party pooper."

"They must be envious of your self-control."

You thanked her for the compliment, grappling with yourself whether to disclose the main reason for your abstinence from alcohol. You took a sip from your now-cooled hot chocolate, nursing it for a while.

"Alcohol was what pushed me to ask out my ex-girlfriend, you know, it being known as liquid courage," you continued when Ariana nodded, "and it's what made her say yes. Long story short, it's a catalyst for bad decisions, as mentioned. But you know, I don't mind having a sip once in a while, if it tastes nice and with certain company. Anyway, it's your turn."

"Sure, what do you want to know?" Ariana said nonchalantly, leaning back on her arms. You realized you were staring for a tad too long when she broke eye contact with a small clear of her throat.

"Oh, uh... anything you want to share." This was a safe reply, as you weren't sure what you could ask without crossing the line.

Recognition flitted across Ariana's face. "You said the same thing when you interviewed me."

"I'm surprised you remembered."

"How could I forget, it was my first time meeting you."

You were both quiet for a while, taking a trip back down memory lane. You came back to the present first, comparing how you remembered her and how she is now. She looked more at ease now, though it could be sleep taking hold of her inevitably as every hour had passed. Her struggle to keep her eyelids open was endearing but you don't want to keep her up any longer than you already did.

"Come on, let's get you to bed." You climbed off the bed, moving towards Ariana to help her up.

While she made no resistance, most likely due to her lack of energy, she protested anyway. "You haven't even asked me anything."

You wrapped your arm around her waist to steady her. Your hands remained faithful on her side as you help her up the stairs, to her room. "You can ask me tomorrow morning."

That seemed to perk her up, "Mmh, right, you're staying tonight."

"Yes, right beside you." You chuckled lightly at the thought of how tired Ariana must be as you turned the doorknob and opened the door for her. "Goodnight."

She gave you a quick hug, mumbling into your neck, "G'night."

After the door clicked shut, you made your way back to your room. You emptied the rest of your drink before bringing the cups to wash them at the sink. You brushed your teeth with a new toothbrush and washed your face. When you were done, you made your way under the covers.

It has been a while since you have slept somewhere else besides your house. So it's probably not crazy to say that the air felt different, and so were the pillow and the duvets. You tossed and turned for a while until you found a comfortable position. Your eyes closed naturally and your breathing evened out.

A faint knock on the door caused you to jolt out of unconsciousness.

"Come in." You called out in the dark. The door cracked open at your permission and the dim light from the hallway entered the room. You made out a silhouette despite the backlighting. You sat up and turned on the lamp on the bedside table. "Ariana? Is something wrong?"

You watched her stand at the door like she was nervous to enter the room.

"Well, not really, but the heater in my room is down and..."

"Oh." You replied, scrunching your eyebrows in thought. "Do you want to swap rooms?"

"You don't have to," She only moved when you gestured for her to, "Besides, the bed is big enough."

You lifted the covers for her to get in. You can't really say no, not that you want to, as it was her house after all. You were just worried about any sleeping habits you may have that might make her uncomfortable.

"I can sleep on the couch-"

"No." Ariana cut you off unexpectedly, but she added on, "I'm sorry I didn't mean to be rude but I can't make you do that... unless you really want to?" She trailed off.

"If you don't mind sharing the bed with me then..." You shrugged, watching her climb onto the empty side of the bed. You handed her the corner of the duvet which she tucked underneath herself. You lay back down after she does. While you were stiff in her presence at first, you slowly relaxed into the mattress. The sound of Ariana's deep breathing became a lullaby, lulling you into a deep sleep without realizing it until you woke up the next day.

The first thing that hit you, before your eyes even opened, was that it was Christmas. The second thing was the weight of someone's arm on your stomach. That caused your eyelids to shoot open.

You turned towards the bedside table and retrieved your glasses, putting them on. Now that you were fully awake, you registered the sight that greeted you when you turned to your side. Ariana, in the winter morning light, with nothing but peace on her features.

"Ariana..." You breathe out in recognition, but it quickly occurred to you that you shouldn't have done that as it caused her to stir. "Sorry, go back to sleep," You said softly. However, it seemed to incite an oppositional action, with Ariana stretching and yawning as she turned to you.

"Good morning." She said with a smile growing on her face.

"Morning," You replied, and with an added afterthought, "Merry Christmas."

Her eyes fixed on yours. "Mmmh, Merry Christmas to me... and you, and everyone else."

You returned her smile, "Should we get up?"

She made a thoughtful noise, before shaking her head. "I want to stay for a few more minutes. It's really warm and cozy here." She lay back down, burrowing deeper into the sheets. While you want to laze around too, Christmas was the only time of year that made you want to jump out of bed in excitement. So you got out and got ready for the morning.

Before you could even squeeze out toothpaste on your toothbrush, you noticed Ariana standing at the bathroom door in the mirror. You turned to face her. "I thought you wanted to sleep in?"

"Wasn't warm anymore," she said quietly before making a gesture. "Don't stop on my behalf."

"Oh, did the heater break down in here too? I think you should get them replaced." You asked conversationally, continuing on with your morning routine. You caught Ariana's reflection sending you an unreadable look. It softened after she broke eye contact with you.

"It's not the heater, probably just the weather getting colder. Anyway, I'll go get ready too, I'll see you in the living room when you're done."

You managed to convince Olivia to come in the afternoon, giving you and Ariana to squeeze to strike off the last item on her list. The two of you watched one and a half movies before getting interrupted by a text notification from your phone.

"So... I have to go soon. Olivia's picking me up," You said, feeling a little sad about it. Ariana's eyes let you know that she felt the same way, "I'll go get my stuff."

Ariana grabbed your arm, "I'll come with."

The two of you head back to your room. You bid your time, as Olivia wasn't there yet. Ariana sat on the bed, watching you go about packing your belongings into your bag.

"Is she here yet?" She asked conversationally.

You checked your phone, reading a text that she just sent. "Nope, she said the weather caused some traffic." You turned towards the window in realization, "Oh, it's raining."

"It is," Ariana replied, matching the same tone of wonder you had. For you, the rain was the closest thing to snow you'll ever get in this city, and you love it. Every drizzle, shower, or rainstorm puts you in a surprisingly good mood.

While you weren't sure if Ariana had a similar liking to rain as you do, you saw her smiling faintly from the corner of your eyes. You joined her on the bed, sitting beside her. She leaned on you, playing with your sleeves.

The both of you sat there, admiring the rain until Olivia notified you she was reaching soon. You walked to Ariana's doorstep with your things, with her in tow.

"I'll see you again on New Year's Eve." You reminded her.

"That's right. We're going to a party," she paused, looking out to the front gate. "Are you sure she's here?"

"Yeah, she's waiting down the block-"

"You're walking? In this weather?" Ariana asked incredulously.

You ducked your head at her light chastise. "Well..." You had an umbrella.

"Tell her to drive up here, I'll notify security." You nodded, texting Olivia as per Ariana's instruction.

When Olivia's car parked right in front of you, you waved goodbye to Ariana, before stepping into the car. Before Olivia took off, Ariana knocked on the glass, prompting you to wind down the window.

"Have a safe trip."

When you were about to bring the window back up, Ariana planted a kiss on your cheek, disappearing into her house before you could react.

You avoided the smirk Olivia shot you as she finally pulled out of Ariana's driveaway. You thought you got away with her interrogation when she drove onto the highway in silence, but you should know better.

"I can't believe you ditched me on Christmas for Ariana. Is her pussy that good?"

You almost choked on air. "What?! Wh- I wouldn't know that."

Olivia gave you an unimpressive look. "You useless lesbian. I thought you had a much better game than this. You've been dating her for how long now?"

Technically never, but you can't tell Olivia that. But you couldn't lie to her either, at least not directly.

"That doesn't matter. Sex isn't everything in a relationship."

It might be your curt tone or your body language screaming discomfort, Olivia took the hint and stopped teasing you. "I'm sorry that I went too far, babe."

You forgave her, feeling guilty for feeling something akin to anger in the first place. Why did it hurt when you were reminded everything you had with Ariana was just a pretense?

AN: early access to later chapters on my ko-fi page. Also feel free to buy me a drink if you like my work!

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Now you! tell me about Adam, since he's wholesome and honestly I have been beating him like a dead horse (oﾟvﾟ)ノ

HAH you have fallen into my TRAP and now will have to suffer. Keep in mind that this is still a first draft, and while the core of the story is done, some details might change in the future. Adam doesn’t even have a finished design but it’ll look something like this

This all started when my brain went “huh wouldn’t it be fun if Adam was a goth just like Eve?” And let me tell you. My brain was right. Also BTW there will be mentions of pregnancy down there. Because they had kids at one point.

Anyway, Adam was the first man ever created, and while he did like to hang around the garden, God knew he was lonely, so he made him a friend (Eve). The two clicked immediately, being made from the same substance, but were still different enough to not get bored of eachother. Where Adam was shy and introverted, Eve was more upfront, and pushed him to do more. While Adam was more than content with hanging around animals, Eve was never able to keep still for too long, and could be usually found bothering the big flaming angel at the garden’s gates. This caused the two humans to butt heads from time to time, but they always made peace in the end. Neither of them wanted to be left alone, and even if they fought, they still found solace in each other. It didn’t last.

One day, Eve found the Serpent on one of her walks, and it taunted her for not knowing anything about the world outside the Garden. She was flabbergasted, a world outside the Garden? Who could have ever imagined something like that! The Serpent laughed, and revealed something that would shatter her world. You see, Eve at the time was already pregnant. And how could she expect to be a decent mother if she didn’t know the first thing about the world? Shaken, Eve returned to Adam, who was absolutely overjoyed at the thought of being a father, but the Serpent’s words had planted doubt in his heart too. God had never told them anything about “the real world” as the Serpent said. Was He keeping something else from them? And what about their unborn child? They didn’t know the first thing about raising a child, maybe the Fruit of Knowledge could have made them better parents. Adam didn’t want to be a bad dad.

The two quickly grew restless, and while Adam still had some doubts about the whole ordeal, he chose to trust Eve and the two ate the fruit together, one half each. Because that’s what parents do, they want the best for their children, even if they make mistakes, even if they risk going against God. The Great Almighty took the news of their disobedience surprisingly well, but even He couldn’t risk keeping them in the Garden. After all, the Tree of Immortality was right beside the Tree of Knowledge, and He didn’t want the first two humans to become gods. He tasked the cherub guarding the garden (Eden themselves, they’ll also come into play later) to escort the humans outside, and they did (even if they went a bit overboard with the flaming sword and all).

So now the first man and the first woman were out, in the open, without protection, and without guidance. They quickly got to work, making a shelter, that later turned into a small farm (with a little flock of sheep too), and soon enough Cain was born. Adam was elated. He loved his kid, and he loved his wife, and when Abel came along, it felt like his life was even more perfect than when he was stuck in the Garden. This didn’t last either.

When Abel was killed, Cain knew he would have been in trouble, so he ran away, as fast as he could. Adam spent a whole week looking for him, calling his name until the wee hours of the morning, and he would have spent the whole month looking for him if Eve wasn’t in desperate need of help. After losing not one, but both children in a single day, she fell into a deep depression, refusing to speak, eat, or take care of herself. Adam was destroyed, but had no time to grieve the loss of his sons, not when his wife was in such a state. She couldn’t even bring herself to go outside, everything reminded her of her children. With Adam busy taking care of her and their farm, he worked himself half to death, until someone showed up at their door, offering a hand.

You see, Eden (the angel, not the garden) actually felt bad about chasing them away. And while they would never admit it, they missed their talks with Eve, and seeing the humans frolic in the Garden. Since they were a Cherub, they could use their divine sight to keep an eye on the two of them, and seeing Eve in such bad shape was the thing that made Eden get away from their assigned guard post and come to Earth. Seeing them, Adam was elated (and since Eden was in human form, he could not recognise them) finally he could devote more time to Eve, and to his grief. He put them to work right away, and didn’t even notice they didn’t seem to need food, or that the crops were growing a bit too fast, or that the flock seemed a bit afraid of the new farmboy (farmperson?) he didn’t care.

Slowly, Eve started to heal. It was little things at first, like getting up from the bed, or eating on her own, and with the help of Eden, she was able to return to a somewhat normal state of mind. She would never be again the sunny, adventurous girl Adam fell in love with, but it was okay for him. Speaking to her again after years of silence was enough. Eventually she was strong enough to help on the farm again, and the three became some sort of weird family. Eden eventually left on their own, but would periodically come back to check on the two, and was pleasantly surprised when they found a new member of the household: Seth, their third and last child. Adam and Eve could never have their old family, or old life, back but they could make a new one with what they had.

Aaaand the backstory is done now. Personality wise, Adam is someone who deeply cares about people. He might seem a bit sour, and not inclined to make friends, but that’s just because of his crippling shyness. He is always the first one to offer help, even at his own detriment. He cares so deeply for others he sometimes forgets to take care of himself, and always needs someone to keep an eye on him, lest he burns himself out. He also deeply loves animals, is a staunch advocate for their rights, and has an encyclopaedic knowledge of their needs and keeping conditions, so if you need help with a pet, he’s the guy for you. Since he was supposed to be the only human in the Garden, God gave him the power to speak to animals so he wouldn’t be alone, but animals usually don’t make for great conversations. At the time of the story, Adam works at a pet shop, and I still don’t know what his character arc will be. While both he and Eve keep getting reincarnated, they haven’t met eachother for quite a long time, and while he does kinda remember her, and still feels some fondness for her, they’ve become two completely different people at this point, and are perfectly content in their new lives. Still, they might become friends, who knows. Also, last thing, since they were guilty of giving birth to the first murderer, both Adam and Eve are cursed with the WOB symbol (which is actually the Mark of Cain in this AU, but shh that’s for later). Eve is also the Whore of Babylon of the Revelations, while Adam uuuuh idk it’ll come to me. He will have a part in the Apocalypse, I still need to think about it. Since Eve is the Mother of Harlots, he might be their Father. It takes two to tango etc. etc. this sucks I’ll stop now.

#ask tag #reincarnation au (working title)#tboi reincarnation #thanks for asking me about my man #he tried his best okay? being the first human ever is not easy

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