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theangelcatalogue · 1 month

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WHAT'S WRONG? || YANDERE FRANCIS X READER! || ★!

★ - Romantic or Platonic(?)!

★ - Gender Neutral reader!

★ - One shot!

★ - Before we start: Idk why i did this, but i saw fics of him, and people going crazy over him, so why not?? I don't even write for that's not my neighbour, but i love the game! So let' go! Also sorry if is confusing! My mind is kinda tired and idk why i wrote this at 1AM(Is i wrote this at 1AM, remade some parts and posted it at 2AM) (Pls check Tw before reading it! <3)

★ - TW: YANDERE, DOPPELGANGER, BLOOD, BAD ENGLISH, BAD GRAMMAR AND MADE BY A MINOR!!! PLEASE TELL ME IF I MISSED SOMETHING!!!

˚๑ ✦ Y/N!!! ✦ ๑°

・・・ ★ ・・・

︶ ꒷ ︶ ꒷ ꒦

Just a normal day in work!

This work is not that bad, i mean, i have to focus in every single neighbor, check some papers and be careful because some of than can be actually doppelgangers that will kill me and the persons that live here? Yeah-

But is guess i am getting used to it! And some neighbors are really nice! And others are just weird and rude! But what i can do? People are like that!

It's kinda weird that no one is showing up now, but i can have some time to rest now! Just me, a good coffee and my jornal/book(it can be a jornal or a book!)

Now i am just reading, waiting for anyone, i mean the today's list is short today! Lucky me i guess? I get kinda focused in the reading, the content is kinda depressing and boring, but is what i have for now

" Hello Y/n. "

I heard someone saying, Oh! I can't forget this voice!

" Francis! Tired as always? Well, let's see if you are in todays list! "

I said not taking the eyes of my jornal/book, i am lucky that Francis is the one who showed up! He is kinda nice! Just a tired guy but hey! He is a hardworker!

" Sounds good for me. Here is my entry request and ID "

I could notice him giving the papers, now i notice his hand is kinda dirty and his voice is kinda off, more tired than usual...

" Oh! Thanks- "

I respond him finally taking my eyes of the book, now i can see Francis better let's say, he is covered in a red liquid with a weird smell

It is what i am thinking? Oh yeah! A doppelganger! But i never thought a doppelganger would commit a error like that, why blood...? Some are a missing eye, others just say peach and others are a long neck and etc, what if is not a doppelganger...?

" What's wrong Y/n? Something wrong about the papers? "

He says noticing that i am kinda nervous, i just pick the papers and the clickboard as usual, first thing to question?

His looks.

" Francis! What happend? You are corvered in...what is that? Can you explain? "

Francis just looks at his outifit and then back at me, the same tired look, but something about the way he looks at me is different, i can't tell what is

" Oh this? It's a new milk! Scarlett Milk! It's a Milk with Red coloring, and Yes, it's food coloring! Not used in clothes... "

" Really Francis? So tell me! How did you got corvered in...Scarlett Milk...? "

He was getting tired of me questioning i guess, okay, i have three options!

1. It's really a milk with food coloring

2. It's a doppelganger

3. Francis is a killer or just got crazy

Please let it be 1-

" Accident at work. Just that, can i go in? "

He asks me looking at me deep at the eyes, i feel like he is judging all my sins, i break the eye contact and look at the Red button and then at the phone

Should i call the police or my boss?

" Look Y/N, i am really tired, just let me in, so i can go take a shower and rest. Maybe after you are done, you can go to my room, drink some coffee together! I heard is your favorite drink, what about a coffee with milk uh? "

He says to me, i think he is getting impatient

OH REALLT Y/N L/N!? DON'T TELL ME

" I- "

" Come on darling. "

He gets closer to the window, supporting his one of his arms in the glass

" Let. Me. In "

✦ - NOTES!!!

✮ " Sky wtf was that? " I DON'T KNOW LOL ✮

✮ The fandom go crazy about him gosh ✮

✮ Okay should i write for TNMN??? ✮

✮ Anyways have a good day my loves! <33 ✮

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suguru-getos · 5 months

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Birthday Lovings | Bakugou x Todoroki x F!Reader |

A/N: This post is for my baby @bakugoushotwife for her birthday. <3 (Yes I posted early I wrote this on my work laptop). I love you and I hope you like being loved by these two dorks! No warnings as such, this is an extremely fluffy (almost Diabetes inducing fluffy excuse me :P) They just love you so much and want to make your birthday special. <3 I thought of creating a mood-board to make you familiar with the aesthetics we have going on here :DD

Shouto knew better than to be impatient, yet, he couldn't help but sigh looking at the clock. "Don't understand what's taking her so long." His childish dismissal evident and biting as the Blonde gremlin next to him scoffed. "Learn patience on your own before I shove it where the sun don't shine." Shouto bites back quite instantly, "All you know is how to sound useless, do better and be more creative dull head." After tolerating each other since high school; Bakugou and Shouto have grown used to each other. Each have their own unique traits to exhibit where they show you love. It was exactly 10 pm of the day before your birthday and Shouto Todoroki was getting annoyed. The veins of his forehead popping up and flaring, though his counterpart was seemingly chill. Sometimes the tables turn on these two, and you're the only one who knows them this intimately who can figure that out.

"She'll be here." Bakugou scoffed, clearly annoyed.

They have spent a lot of time decorating the house after all. Shouto wanted to see how much you'd like it. If… you'd like it. "Cute." Katsuki snickered under his breath, rolling his eyes. They had decorated the entrance with metallic balloons in grey and white, with strings and bells of the accentuating undertones. The whole house was decorated with roses and was a literal paradise. Musk and vanilla scented candles all over, waiting to be lit up and the cake as massive as your wedding cake. They wanted the 12 am of your birthday to mark the celebrations quick and clear.

Here you were, stuck at work and the two hero gremlins who's heart you own… restless and needy.

Shouto finally texted you:

Shouto [10:19pm]: Where are you? Snowflake [10:21pm]: I'm on my way, I'll be there soon!

Katsuki chuckled, rolling his eyes. "Told ya, we'll fuck her shitty boss up if he tries to make her stay late today."

Shouto nodded, a gentle and relaxed smile plastered over his features. This sounds, nice… you'd be here in no time then! How quaint.

They waited patiently, Shouto leaning his head against Katsuki's shoulders as they sat on the couch dressed up in a white button up with blazers scrolling through TikToks. "The worst thing is these edits made by fans." Katsuki scoffs, "Taking my words completely out of the context." Shouto laughs, "If you want me to listen then get on your knees and beg? Who says that to a villain? You should know that would be surely taken out of the context." Bakugou rolls his eyes, scoffing and scrolling further. They were extremely popular heroes, each famous for their powers but also their behaviours. On one hand we had Dynamight - the symbol of strength, the symbol of bluntness and to stand true to your opinion. His fans admired him for his good looks, powers and of course his ability to be so direct and without any filters. The other hand we had Shouto - symbol of strength and gentlemanliness. Famous as the elegant hero who is refined and almost aristocratic and exudes charm like no other. Politely speaks and still can get menacing when needed. Girls dig that. Too bad both of them are literally married to you.

Their thoughts and conversations were cut off with the door knock. Both of them lurched up, looking at each other with a shit-eating grin. "Kay, she's here. Good s' almost 12" Katsuki beamed, walking towards the door and opening it for you.

You walked in, suddenly engulfed by the scent of his cologne, while Shouto lured around too as both of them say in unison. "Welcome home!" If you had a bad day, you couldn't really do anything but give into the harmonious and contagious happiness and excitement both of them showcased. You smiled, cheeks dusting red as the decorations reflected in the browns of your eyes. "Oh my god- this- this is a lot! You guys" You blushed, getting a tad embarrassed with how extensive and extra they've been. "Shut up shitty woman!" Katsuki laughed, carrying you over his shoulder before you could absorb the decorations done in your name. Your birthday which was about to commence… "We got just the perfect fit for you, Darling." Shouto echoed, walking beside Katsuki towards your shared bedroom. The red satin dress laid down on your king sized bedroom, with three Tiffany and Co. boxes which had matching jewellery, lingerie, perfume, and of course dainty heels that would complete the look.

You gasped, chuckling at how the diamond set laid there serpentine, they really planned a lot. No wonder you watched them on their phone's showing each other things secretively three weeks before your big day. "I chose most of the things" Bakugou lied through his teeth, and Shouto frowned. "Hey- that's absolutely not true!" Immediately cutting Katsuki off with a pouty glare. "We decided things together, we had to brainstorm a lot. The things I liked, he didn't. The things he liked, I didn't." Shouto stamped the truth on Katsuki's face and yours. Katsuki was only teasing after all, nodding with a softened grin to accept Shouto's truth. "I see, I see… thank you Daddies. You both have been so cute." You almost whine, heart swelling at their efforts and their little banter. Oh how did you get so lucky? "Go change." Katsuki playfully spanked the mound of your ass, though it's not as playful because it stings just right. You roll your eyes and change in front of them… no shame in rewarding with how much they've done for you. They both look at you the same way they did when they first saw you naked. Shouto has a little dusk on his cheek, Katsuki is a little wide-eyed. Their stares turn from awe to a potion of parched predators mingled with loving worshippers. It’s something words would fail to describe. Teeth-baringly unique to Bakugou Katsuki & Shouto Todoroki when they glance at your beautiful body. "I'll rip those off after." Katsuki pointed at the lingerie and called dibs on it in front of Shouto. "Shut up, now isn't the time for that." Shouto chided him, acting refined but his core burned when you slipped the dress on. "Alright little one, get ready and Shouto and I, would go prepare stuff up." "Okay, I won’t take long, I promise." You comfort, seeing it was 11:30 PM on the clock. Hearing that calms Shouto's nerves significantly. Little perfection freak amalgamated with the other Blonde Perfectionism Freak.

They go outside after you kiss them on the lips, letting them wander around your body that grounds them, that makes them realize what they want to protect so bad.

Once you finished getting ready, you walked outside to the lit aisle of roses, champagne bottle decorated along with the dinner food on one side of the table; the other having your birthday cake. "This is all so fucking cute!" You wiggled in place, giddy like a child. Shouto likes capturing moments, hence you were recorded coming out from your bedroom. Bakugou walked towards you, hands snaking to hold your wrist and the other around your waist to pull you close, gravely whispering, "Happy birthday." It was dot 12:00 AM. You almost teared up at the sincerity of his wish, while Shouto walked in too, kissing your forehead deeply. "Happy birthday, wife." "So happy to spend the rest of my life with you. You make me the luckiest man on this earth." Shouto chimes, kissing your cheek and chuckling when you evade eye-contact because their sincerity is making you tear up. There have been random discussions about how you haven't really spent a proper birthday. You didn't really rant about it or such, but your men are perceptive after all. "We've planned a fuckin' bash for ya!" Bakugou grins, "this one's just for the family. Just us… then tomorrow we'd party our asses off. Don't give a shit if we're blacked out by the end of it." Shouto rolls his eyes with a chuckle. "The last time you were drunk you were telling her to piss off cause you're wifed up." You snickered with Shouto at the pouty Katsuki. "You half and half bastard you were fucking calling me with your phone saying you lost your phone SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Oh they can be such messes when they're drunk. "Alright, but I get to choose who we invite!" You strike again and they nod diligently. Before you could speak further, both of them held each hand of yours, letting you stand near the cake & giving you a custom gold-plated knife, iced with diamonds. "Fuck that knife- this is so beautiful why're we even using it?" You almost were baffled, blinking at the degree of 'extra' this was. "S' a gift from yer lame best friend and her dumb bird brained idiot." Katsuki rolled his eyes, and Shouto smiled, "I like it, no idea why it's a knife though?" "Cause she said she wants to be a part of a family celebration so she'd shove an object in the ceremony." Bakugou cackled, impressed by the clinginess of your friend.

"Alright, let me cut the cake. Shut up you two! I love this knife." You almost roared, giggling and cutting the cake while they both hummed a very fine-tuned, melodious and almost acoustic version of the song 'Happy Birthday'. There was an acoustic music, serene and relaxing playing in the background while you held back from tearing up. They can be so nasty with their love towards you, spoiling you & making sure you know just how much they love you. There was one time, Shouto said something that suddenly echoed in your mind as you chose him to take the first bite of the delicious dessert. "If you were cold and burning the world would provide you warmth, I will not think twice." It was one of the days when you had a bad day, and were sitting silently on his lap while he played with your hair. Now you know, he's fully capable of doing that. The second piece goes to Bakugou Katsuki himself, a force to reckon with. He might've not said anything but you know he will cause disasters in your minor problems. How do you know? Oh it's simple, he's almost glossy eyed every time you whine at something as little as a period cramp. He can't see you in pain and he can't see him being helpless about it. You find him using rage as an outlet when he feels so. So Katsuki of him.

"Happy birthday Princess." Katsuki echoed again, leaning in and stealing a passionate kiss.

"Happy birthday, dear Snowflake." hummed Shouto, hugging you extra tight causing you to whine in a whimper with giggles, stealing a kiss after.

"Let's go have dinner." Shouto coos, looking enamoured and whipped. "Then, yer gonna be daddy's dessert." Katsuki snickered, while you rolled your eyes with a grin.

"Course, I will be. I love you two!"

#Bakugou x reader #Shouto x reader #Bakugou fluff #Shouto Fluff #BNHA x reader #MHA x reader

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lunarliyah · 1 month

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(Welcome back to my blog after 2 years xx)

I’ve missed you all. I haven’t mad a meditative post in an extended period of time. I do miss doing readings, engaging with you all, and of course, writing these posts. I am glad to be back and posting again!

SOLAR ECLIPSE. SUN, MOON, MERCURY, VENUS in ARIES, MERCURY RETROGRADE

What does all this mean?

Solar & Lunar Eclipse meaning.

On March 25th, 2024 we had a Lunar eclipse during the start of Aries season. I would like to highlight what this brings or brought during that time for us as a collective. Lunar eclipses, since mainly involving the moon, brings reflections, setbacks, etc. A lot of hard conversations to be had. Being held accountable for actions. However, this Solar eclipse coming April 8th, 2024 is bringing a completely different energy. Definitely a time to release and relax. Do not take action during this day. Completely reflect. This is a time to plan so that once it’s over we can continue to direct our energy to new endeavors. Also understand that karma is coming. That could be good karma or nots so good karma. Regardless, she’s on her way. This is a shift happening in the atmosphere. We all will feel it in some (or all) area(s) in our life right now. Please understand that things that happen, happen for a reason. Try to understand the lessons of life’s experiences and work with it not against it. Recognize what you’re called to highlight during this solar eclipse.

Aries season (how does this correlate?)

Aries is the sign of destruction and extreme cases. A lot of malfunction and movement going on. Do not force this energy. Do not try to take control of anything right now. With 3 other planets being in the sign Aries, we are likely to want to start new endeavors. We must remember we are also in Mercury retrograde. No, Mercury retrograde is not a time to move in fear, but more so to move slowly and cautiously. That is two things that Aries energy is not familiar with. Neither is the solar eclipse energy as well . Right now everyone could be feeling as if they should book that flight, buy that ticket, start that class, apply/start a new job, etc. This is an appropriate time to do so but be very cautiously. Meaning meditate on the decision for about three days (or longer if possible) before moving forward. Remember that communication is not clear (Mercury retrograde) so things may seem better than what they actually are, which is why we shall be cautious and double check and make sure that we’re reading all the details of every document, letter, email, text message, etc.

How does Aries energy, Mercury retrograde, & Solar eclipse manifest in the real world?

A lot of rushing pertaining in all aspects, on the road, being impatient and short with others, rushing through documents, skim reading, easily agitated, quick to threaten, quick to jump to conclusions, etc. New ideas being brought up at the workplace, meeting new potential business partners, coming across new ideas pertaining getting to the next level. making workout plans wanting to start a hobby, being highly competitive, etc..

Make sure that if you’re interested in a reading, book that reading in the link in my bio. Read pinned post for more details. I can’t wait to get back to brainstorming with you all again. Trust, you’ve been missed. Posted during the Mercury hour, hopefully this was a good and insightful read. Thank you all and be safe!

#astrology tumblr #astro notes #astrology observations #astrologynotes #astro.txt #solar eclipse #aries placements #aries mercury #aries sign #mercury rx #mercury records

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valictini · 10 months

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[Anon asked: Minish Babies]

Anon, not only did tumblr eat my response, it obliterated your ask. Thankfully, I was able to rewrite everything in that post. It took a while but I’m glad it’s done. I know you sent this ask forever ago but now I am taking this opportunity to share my minish babies (read: my AU vaatis) and ramble about them for a while.

Here are some simple vanilla minish vaatis for your trouble:

Next up, a surprisingly well adjusted minish vaati that actually grew up to be a good person! In this AU, he never managed to steal the magic cap (even if he really really wanted to) and life continued as usual after the minish festival. This means that Ezlo never had to reevaluate his way of teaching or confront Vaati’s mental state. After years of being forced to swallow his frustration (and making increasingly dangerous experiments in secret) Vaati eventually snaps, both physically and mentally, which almost kills him. Seeing as the only reaction Ezlo had to that was to yell at Vaati for his reckless behaviour, another sage decides to just snatch the kid and take him as her own student. Turns out it’s a way better match, and after a few more years, Vaati eventually earns the title of sage! He wants to have students of his own one day, and swears to himself to never become like his dad old master.

Btw, Ezlo (loudly) thinks that Vaati doesn’t deserve the title and will always be a reckless brat. In turn, Vaati (loudly) thinks that the old man is senile and should perhaps think about retirement :)

On the other end of the spectrum, we have the gaslight gatekeep girlboss rat demon that ditched his morals centuries ago and who’s currently having fun cosplaying as a minish to easily befriends people before backstabbing them. He’s extremely powerful and unable to die via traditional methods, and sees himself as basically a god. After centuries of fighting boredom though, he’s concluded that the only thing that still manages to entertain him is watching people go at eachother’s throats. Fortunately for him, Hyrule is stuck in an endless cycle that prevents peace from lasting forever, so he usually doesn’t have to wait too long before a new war breaks out. True, he MIGHT have been a bit impatient a few times and he MIGHT have helped a few demon uprising here and there, but hey! Sometimes you gotta show the youngsters the ropes! Plus, can you really be mad at this adorable face? Come on, he’s just a little guy!

#vaati #the minish cap #minish #sage vaati #overlord vaati #my art

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linagram · 1 month

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linagram season 3 announcement!

hi hi everyone! thank you so much for waiting! i'm glad to say that linagram season 3 is finally starting!! this post will contain a short summary of season 2 that you can read in case you forgot anything or if you don't know much about linagram but still want to participate and a list of everything you can expect from season 3 (things like voice dramas, interrogations, you get it).

you can read about the first season here.

linagram has (or more like.. used to have) two guards and ten prisoners. the guards' names are (last name, first name order) sanada eiji and andou miki. the prisoners' names are miyagawa akio, hanasaki aimi, ishizu shun, chiba naomi, sanada kei (yes, him and eiji are brothers), yoshioka eiko, yano asahi (who is actually miki's brother), maruyama yurika, kuroki riku and himura reina.

however, season 2 was.. quite intense. because of an injury that happened because the prisoners were somehow able to touch him (and it later turned out to be a punishment for not being a "good guard") sanada eiji had to take a break from being a guard, so the new guard came to take his place- ah, but not, like, completely replace him! he's just here to help miki so that she doesn't feel too lonely, haha..

anyway, i hope you will greet the third guard of the milgram prison, kuroki hinode (riku's older brother), with open arms.

the trial results were much more polarizing than the season 1 results too.

if season 1 ended with seven innocent prisoners and three guilty ones, season 2 ended with five innocent prisoners and five guilty ones. (though to be more specific, one of them actually got a 50/50 verdict, so in the end we went with her canon trial 2 verdict: guilty).

the five innocent prisoners are miyagawa akio, hanasaki aimi, sanada kei, yano asahi and himura reina.

the five guilty prisoners are ishizu shun, chiba naomi, yoshioka eiko, maruyama yurika and kuroki riku.

a lot happened after the trial too. since sanada eiji, who was responsible for punishing the guilty prisoners, got injured, it was kuroki hinode's responsibility to come up with a new punishment. he decided to go with something that the guards simply call a "memory machine": a small device that they can use to "steal" the prisoner's memories. they can take any memories they like and they can give them back whenever they want. i sure wonder how that went..

the prisoners also got some presents in the christmas special and uh.. this may sound weird, but i think you should pay attention to those presents more. they are actually kind of important.

one prisoner even found out that her parents are most likely associated with milgram and they may even be responsible for all of this.. how scary..

but oh well! that's all for season 2!

now, let's take a look at what awaits us in season 3.

i know that it would most likely be better to post a schedule and i know that people can miss something but. i find schedules too stressful, because my life is just. like that and i'm afraid i won't be able to follow it. (i know i can just queue stuff or something but the tumblr queue has failed me before. i do not trust it)

but if you need to know when you can expect an update, i try to post stuff weekly or at least once in two weeks.

i use tumblr polls and everyone's trials last a week simply because 1) i am impatient and 2) i just think that's enough.

the prisoners' voice dramas usually get posted once in a week (but there may be exceptions) and each pair's interrogation usually gets posted a week after the both prisoners' voice dramas. (all interrogations have already been written) each voice drama also includes the prisoner's music video description and a poll.

anyway, this is how season 3 will go!

- linagram season 3 albums info (album covers, original song titles, cover songs, album trailer + song trailer voicelines)

- linagram season 3 designs info (this time we're going without the character profiles, apologies for that. instead of that, i will simply put all designs in one post and talk about them a little bit. hopefully i can show how the characters have changed through their designs and the voice dramas.)

- pre-t3 voice drama #01 (the linagram verdict system will be explained. i've made a poll earlier and asked if people would prefer the verdict system to be revealed or to stay a mystery and the first option won)

- pre-t3 voice drama #02 (this one is the usual discussion of the previous trial's verdicts and how they have affected the prisoners)

- miyagawa akio's trial

- hanasaki aimi's trial

- akio and aimi's interrogation

- ishizu shun's trial

- chiba naomi's trial

- shun and naomi's interrogation

- sanada kei's trial

- yoshioka eiko's trial

- kei and eiko's interrogation

- yano asahi's trial

- maruyama yurika's trial

- asahi and yurika's interrogation

- kuroki riku's trial

- himura reina's trial

- riku and reina's interrogation

- the end of the third trial voice drama

- [REDACTED]

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anyway yeah, that's it! please be careful with your verdicts everyone. this is the last trial after all.

(and no, voting them all innocent won't make it any better... sorry </3)

#WE'RE FINALLY DOING THISSSSSSSS #i've finished setting up most of the posts so i think we should be good 👍#about the albums info: it will most likely be posted next week probably on tuesday or monday #but yeah im very excited :) working on s3 was very tiring but i did have fun with some vds and mvs #📱linagram timeline 📱#milgram #milgram oc #milgram project #ocgram

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garcargofarfar · 1 month

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Wavering Between

A Garroth x Reader x Laurance Fic

Prologue

Follow up on EIN REWRITE

YOU CAN ALSO READ THE STORY ON WATTPAD @/iiYoshi

A/N : I have no intent in finishing the first two books before posting this one. :D

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"Oh, you have got to be kidding me."

"Like I want to be with you." Ein barked back.

"You better not mess this school up as well." I sighed. This was sure going to be a fun year of junior year. "I'm not going to stop you again this time."

"Spare me your overblown ego." Ein rolled his eyes at me, tapping his foot impatiently on the ground. "You don't seriously think you can stop me?"

"I did once, and I'll do it again."

Before he could argue back and break out into a fight, the principal finally walked into the office, and we both shut up.

"Ah, so sorry for making you wait." She says, "I'm assuming you're Ein and Erielle Lovette?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Wonderful! Let me start off by saying how happy I am to have you both here at Phoenix Drop." She beams.

I nod.

Ein forces a smile, scoffing silently.

"I'm Principal Layla, good friends with Principal Dickson from TH. Though, I'm sure you know that already." She simply laughs, and Ein glares when I nudge his rib to stop him from falling asleep.

"I'm really sorry for all the trouble, Principal Layla." Ein suddenly starts in a polite voice. "My sister and I never meant to cause trouble at Twilight High, but as her big brother, I just have to look out for her."

This time, I scoff.

"What in Irene's name are you on about?" I hiss.

"You know. Seeing as you're human and all. I feel it's my responsibility to take care of you and drop my position as Alpha in TH."

"You're joking." I almost laugh. "You two-faced little-"

"Alright, alright! Enough of this." Principal Layla cuts us off. "I don't care what happened back in TH. It's all in the past now. I only ask of you two to be well-behaved here at Phoenix Drop."

"Yes, Principal Layla." We say in sync.

"The school day is almost over today. You two can get settled in your dorms and check out the clubs they're holding for Freshmen. Feel free to come to me if you need help." We both glare at each other once more before she dismisses us.

"I don't want anything to do with you and your manipulative shenanigans, got that?" I ask, taking a look at my schedule.

"Like anyone wants anything to do with you." He hisses in return.

"Arya would."

"Stop. Bringing. Her. Into. This." He warns.

"You had a chance with her, Ein. You just completely blew it yourself." And with that, I walk off to my homeroom. "Have a good life without me."

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I pass by Room 208, my homeroom for the year. TH didn't have homerooms, so I was still getting the hang of things.

Everything was so different here. The students in the halls were human. The students in the halls were also werewolves.

There's this weird balance and equality that I never got to experience in either schools for freshman nor sophomore year.

I don't think I've ever felt this nice just existing in a swarm of people before without any killing eyes or vicious brother to bug me.

"Hey." I turn to see a black haired boy with sky-blue eyes staring at me. "What are you still doing here in the classrooms?"

"Oh I'm sorry." I apologize. "Am I not allowed to be here?"

"No. It's just that everyone's gathered at the football field to sign up for clubs and all that stuff." He signals to the window, which has a view of the whole situation going on beneath.

"I'm new here. Just checking out my surroundings." I shrug.

"The name's Gene. Nice to meet you." He lifts out a hand.

"Erielle." I shake his. "You're a student here too?"

"Oh, no. I graduated last year." He says. "But my little brother still goes here, and he left his homework at home. I had to bring it over for him."

"Ah. I see." I laugh at his remark.

"You should run along, Erielle." He tells me. "They're already starting to sign up for clubs."

He looks out the window as I follow his gaze.

"Maybe I will." I mutter, mostly to myself. "You seem like a cool person, Gene. Was lovely meeting you."

"Was nice meeting you as well." He replies with a smirk. "I'll introduce you to my squad one day. You'd fit right in with the Shadow Knights."

"Looking forward to it." I smile. "I should get going. Have a good one!"

"Same to you."

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As I turn the corner, I am finally struck with the realization that I'm lost.

Oh my Irene, why am I so dumb? I should've asked Gene for help.

The halls are mostly empty by now, and I have no idea where I'm going. I'm still walking along the halls as I finally spot sight of a tall blonde in the distance.

"Hey!" I yell, watching the blonde to turn to look at me with azure eyes.

"May I help you?"

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newtonsheffield · 1 year

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Hey, Molly! Hope you are having a good last week of 2022. If you have the interest, when you have time, can we see Vampthony taking care of Kate on her period? Seeing Kate take care of Anthony is All That I Am (AMAZING chapter, bravo!) Made me think of the post in which you talked about how Anthony is when his mate is hurting. I don't know if this would be better as a Spicy Sunday request since it may or may not meet the sexy criteria (but, hey, orgasms do help many with periods cramps 🤷🏾‍♀️) but I just wanted to put this out there. Cheers!

I am so far, I completed my lego brick portrait 3456 blocks, took me 6 hours all up so... you know, I'm getting it done.

Okay! I don't think it's exactly spicy, though if she wants that: he's definitely down, but mostly he just looks after his mate.

It wasn't something Kate had had much cause to think about, honestly, what dating someone whose main source of nutrition was blood while she was on her period would be like. But here she was.

The first time it had happened, she'd completely forgotten it was coming. She'd lost track of time, every day with Anthony bleeding into the next and before she'd known it she'd woken up with cramps low in her stomach. She'd groaned, rolling over, reaching for her phone on the bedside table.

She'd waited for the phone to connect, Anthony's voice rumbling right through her

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong," Kate said quickly, though something gnawed at her stomach, "At least I don't- I don't think it's- It's natural, at least um- You might want to stay away for the next... six days."

"Six... days? Why?" Anthony sounded worried, the background noise disappearing, "I was on my way back has something happened?"

Kate could feel the awkwardness rising in her chest as she forced the words out, "Human girls have their period, Anthony!" She hissed, "Mine just started."

Anthony fell silent for several seconds before he spoke again, "Do you real all right?"

Kate winced, "Honestly, not really? I feel kind of nauseated and I'm a bit sore."

Anthony made an odd noise, in the back of his throat, his voice rougher than she'd heard it, "I'll be right there."

He'd arrived in fifteen seconds flat, the front door opening and closing again, "Kate?!"

"I'm in here." He'd sprinted through the house, his hair tousled from the wind, not a bit out of breath though he'd run the whole way there, rushed over to her. "You should probably keep your distance I don't know if it's like... difficult to be around me when I'm-"

"It's not," Anthony said quickly, crouching in front of her, his eyes ghosting over her, "It's different. And I told you: All I'm worried about is you. Let me take care if you."

It was a sacred thing for him, she'd come to realise in the months since. Caring for her was sacred to him, as sacred as the bond they shared.

He spent so much time caring for her. he made sure she ate every few hours, and he never let her pay for anything, even when she complained. She'd fallen, once, tripped over an uneven patch of pavement and Anthony's arms had caught her, holding her tightly against his chest, his voice terrified,

"Are you okay?!"

"I'm fine, Anthony." Kate sighed, "I didn't fall."

Every aspect of her life was filled with so much love now with how reverently he cared for her.

And no time more so than now.

Kate's periods had always felt awful. Cramps, backaches and nausea for days until they finally abated, and Anthony, despite her early discomfort, refused to be moved from her side during.

He sat, no more than three inches from her, his eyes burning into hers as she winced.

"I'll get the heat pack."

He dashed off before she could stop him, smiling a little as Anthony let out a frustrated growl at the microwave, scowling impatiently at it. he returned with the heat pack, tucking it gently around her, pulling the blanket up around her, tucking her in, his arms ladened with food he set down in front of her, an offering.

"Do you want some food?"

Kate shook her head, her heart pounding a little for him, "Can you sit with me?"

Anthony nodded, crouching in front of her, nuzzling gently against her hand with a purr, "I can sit with you for as long as you like. Forever."

Anthony nuzzled closer, laying his head against the side of the sofa, taking her in gently, the concern evident on his face.

"You don't like seeing me in pain, do you?"

He shook his head, something like a whine building in his throat, "You're my mate, we're bound together, the fates gave you to me to care for. There's nothing I wouldn't do to care for you, provide for you, there's nothing I wouldn't give you if you asked me for it. But I can't save you from this and that... hurts me. It hurts me to see you in pain."

"I love you." It fell from her lips, drawn to the surface by the honesty in his words, the forthrightness, the certainty he had for her, for their relationship.

"I love you." Anthony didn't hesitate, "I was made to do this for you. Put on this earth for you."

"I'm supposed to care for you too."

Anthony shook his head again, "That isn't how it works. I have to provide for you, and you get to boss me around."

Kate chuckled, tugging him forward until he realised what she wanted, sliding onto the sofa behind her, his arm around her waist, warm and safe and comforting. "I'll try and be good at that if it's my role. As long as you promise to stop growling at people who come near me when I'm on my period."

"I can't promise that," Anthony said bluntly, blinking, "You shouldn't have to deal with people who annoy you when you don't feel well."

"I love you. I'm glad they picked you for me, these fates of yours."

Anthony hummed, his chin resting on her shoulder, his hand pressing the heat pack closer to her, "I thought they made a mistake at first, no one like you could be meant for me. I've done many things I'm not proud of but if I can care for you, for any children we might have, I will consider mine a life well lived."

"You really believe that don't you?"

"Almost as much as I believe you should be eating higher iron foods this week."

"You've been blending spinach into everything haven't you?"

"I'm not supposed to lie to you, so yes."

#yours to tame #kathony #anthony x kate #kate sharma #kate sheffield #anthony bridgerton #molly’s asks and answers

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currentlyfckingurmom · 11 months

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Her Song part 25

"Momma, I don't wanna go. Please don't make me go," Sydney begs in a whisper as the nurses prepare to take her into surgery.

"I know it's scary and I know you don't want to do this, but I need you to be strong okay? You are the bravest person I know, and when you wake up, I'll be right there with you holding your hand."

"You promise?"

"I promise. Are you ready?"

"Am I gonna be better after I wake up?"

I hesitate. I can't lie, but I can't tell the truth. "You're gonna feel tired, and you might have a little headache. You'll still be a little sick, but you'll be much closer to getting better. Does that make sense?"

"I guess so."

The nurse unlocks the wheels on the bed and I walk with them as they roll Syd down the hall. When we reach the red line beyond which I cannot stay, we pause to say our temporary goodbyes.

"I love you more than anything, Sydney. I'll see you in a few hours, okay?"

"I love you, Mommy. I'll see you soon." I press a gentle kiss to her forehead and they wheel her away. The tears begin to fall softly, but I don't have the energy or the strength to wipe them away.

I trudge to the waiting room where Florence is waiting for me. I sit down next to her and she pulls me into her side, protectively wrapping an arm around me. "She'll be okay," Flo states quietly. "She has to be."

I say nothing in response.

TWO HOURS IN

Flo leans forward in her chair, resting her elbows on her knees and staring holes in the carpeted floor. I sit next to her, bouncing my knee up and down and constantly checking the screen in the corner for updates.

But there's nothing. I know there won't be, but I keep checking anyway. They said it would take at least four hours, and I've already grown impatient.

There's a loose thread on the chair I sit in. It's pissing me off.

THREE AND A HALF HOURS IN

I'm growing impossibly anxious now, biting my nails as I pace back and forth in front of Florence's chair. She could be done surgery soon. Or she might not. Hell, she might not even make it off the table.

No, I can't think that. That can't happen.

Florence grabs my arm to stop my pacing. She doesn't say anything. She doesn't need to. Her face says it all.

FIVE HOURS IN

I have to know what's happening. Why is it taking so long? Why isn't she done yet? Did something go wrong? Is she going to make it? Is she going to be the same kid she was before?

Why is it taking so long?

My phone vibrates. I was going to ignore it, but it keeps vibrating. It's the group chat.

Lizzie: Are you alive? I haven't heard from you in forever. How are things with Flo? Scarlett: Yeah, seriously Did you fall off the face of the Earth?

Me: Sorry, everything's been hectic lately. I've been at the hospital. Syd has cancer. Florence has been here with me.

The typing bubbles pop up and disappear several times.

Scarlett: What hospital are you at? Me: Why? Lizzie: Just tell us Me: NY Presbyterian

SIX HOURS IN

The door to the waiting room bursts open and my head instinctively snaps up. Scarlett and Lizzie storm in with their faces flushed, as if they had just run a marathon.

Lizzie mutters an 'I'm so sorry' and Scarlett says that everything will be okay, but nobody says anything else. They sit down next to me and we wait in silence.

SEVEN HOURS IN

I rub my temples to try and calm the ache that's built up over the hours. I hear my name called, and I look up to see Dr. Shepherd standing there looking at me.

I jump up and stand in front of her. "Is she okay?"

Dr. Shepherd breathes deeply. "There were a few complications, which is why it took so much longer than expected..." She gently grabs my hand. "We'll need to watch for any speech impairments but she should be awake in a few hours."

"She's alive?" I breathe.

"She's alive. Come on, I'll take you to her."

I let out a watery laugh but hesitate. I turn around, knowing that we won't all be allowed in post-op. I meet Florence's ready eyes and she mouths 'go.'

I nod my head in a silent thank you.

THREE HOURS LATER

Scarlett, Lizzie, Florence, and I sit around Syd's bed in the hospital room, waiting for her to wake up. I hold Florence's hand tightly, and Lizzie smiles slightly when she sees it.

Syd's face scrunches up and she begins to mumble something incoherent. I lean forward and take hold of her hand.

"M...Maman? Où suis-je? J'ai mal à la tête." Mom? Where am I? My head hurts.

"Tu es à l'hôpital. Pourquoi parles-tu français?" You are at the hospital. Why are you speaking French?

"Je ne parle pas français." I'm not speaking French.

"Florence, can you go get the doctor?" I ask quietly.

"I'm going."

Scarlett and Lizzie exchange worried looks as I rub Syd's hand. She looks so small. Her head is wrapped in white bandages. Her eyes are glossy and tired. She continues to mumble to herself, blinking groggily.

Dr. Shepherd walks in with Florence close behind. "What's going on?" Dr. Shepherd asks.

"I don't know. She woke up and started speaking French. She thinks she's speaking English."

Dr. Shepherd checks Syd's pupils and heartbeat as she speaks. "But she understands you? And she's speaking clearly?"

"Yes. But she's speaking French."

"We're obviously not out of the woods yet," she says, looking at me, "but this is good. Better than I expected. Your daughter is a fighter, Y/N."

"Non, je suis sataniste," Syd mumbles. No, I'm a satanist.

I hope you know, As I wait, I suffocate

#florence pugh x reader

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endlessnightlock · 1 year

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For your consideration...

So I’m actively editing/reworking my story Home Is Wherever I Am With You into an original, and I thought I’d post some pieces of it here. Feel free to tell me what you think or give me feedback, I’m doing this on my own so I would appreciate it! I think with the edits I’ve made to the story it reads smoother/better than the fanfic version.

Appalachian Coal Mining Country, Early 1930′s

"Katie!"

Looking up from the path she takes home from the village, Katie is surprised to see Matthew Sullivan calling her name, flagging her down. It’s odd.

They were in the same grade in school but weren’t friends. Matthew is a townie, his family running a small shop on the corner closest to the mine entrance where they sell things like meat pies and coarse loaves of bread to the men on their way to and from their long shifts.

Katie hails from the Huddle where the miners live. Her father was a miner. He’s been gone three years now, and somehow, she hasn’t been thrown out of the house yet. There aren’t as many men needed in the mines nowadays, with lower production quotas. She thinks maybe the mining company’s forgotten she and her younger sister Aster are alone now.

The only interactions she has with Matthew Sullivan are the every other day sales or trades she makes with his father; he’s her best customer. Katie supports her and Aster by foraging in the hills for herbs, mushrooms, and wild onions. Any edible, palatable thing she comes across, there are lots of them if you know where to look. Katie hunts and traps for meat as well, and the Sullivans are her best customers.

Katie hesitates, unsure why Matthew stopped her. He takes that as a go-ahead to approach, trotting to catch up. He stops in front of her, rolling his shirtsleeves down his arms like he’s finished working for the day and is trying to make himself look presentable. "How are you?' Matthew asks, smiling at her.

Katie Bowe is not a small woman by any stretch of the imagination. She’s as tall and strong as most men. Matthew Sullivan, however, is one of the few she has to look up to at close range. She’s not sure she likes that. Makes her feel at a disadvantage. She likes knowing she can hold her own if necessary.

But Matthew isn’t someone to fear. Sort of a gentle giant.

And he’s patient, waiting for Katie to take her time, seemingly in no hurry to continue. She shrugs and looks away. Why on earth is he talking to her in the first place? They aren't friends.

"I’m fine," Katie manages, glancing over Matthew’s shoulder before looking back at him. He's nervous about speaking with her, she realizes. That makes her uneasy, but no longer because of his size. It’s just that she’s not great at coming up with the right thing to say. Folks from town so rarely want to speak with her. They look at her like she’s some wild animal they don’t know what to do with.

"Did your father need something?" she asks. It's the only reason she thinks Matthew would follow her out the bakery door.

His face lights up in delight. "I wasn’t sure you knew who I was. We never speak when you come to sell to us."

Katie gives him an incredulous look. What is wrong with him? Is he some sort of idiot? She wonders if Matthew could have been kicked in the head by a mule like the oldest Hawthorne boy was last year. He seemed bright enough while they were in school, but his current behavior calls that into question.

Katie snorts. "Of course, I know you. I should be surprised you me, if anything. What did your daddy want?" She repeats, folding her arms over her chest, growing impatient. Why won't he tell her what he needs? And why is he acting so weird?

His face is red now, and he scratches the back of his head. "No, Daddy doesn't need anything else." He gives her a pained expression before seeming to gather his resolve. "The thing is, Katie, I'm done with work for the day, and I wanted to know if I could walk you home."

"Huh?" Katie was stupified.

Why would Matthew think she needed somebody to walk her home? It wasn’t anywhere near dark, and in the pocket of the slacks she wears is a long, sharp knife. It’s a known fact Katie Bowe can take care of herself. Sure, he's bigger than her and a lot stronger. She eyes his physique, remembering times she watched him haul heavy supplies from the train depot across the street from the Sullivan’s shop. He never even looked winded.

"I don't need anyone to walk me home." She says.

Matthew grows redder by the moment.

An idea smacks her between the eyes.

Oh.

Katie examines Matthew closely, searching his face for an answer. What she suspects doesn’t seem possible. It’s certainly improbable. He acts like he’s interested in her.

Why would someone like Matthew be interested in her? Strong, handsome Matthew Sullivan shouldn’t be interested in fatherless, motherless, dirt-poor Katie Bowe.

#it's going to maintain a lot of the same fanfic flavor lol #adventures in endlessnightlock's goal of self-publishing #endlessnightlock writes #not fanfiction #at least not any more #lol #but seriously give it a read please

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therobinbear · 1 year

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Please check out a book that I particularly love, The Night And Its Moon by Piper CJ.

I want to tell you all about it, but at the same time I don’t want to spoil anything because everything I read sparked so much joy I’d hate to deprive you of that. So I’ll do my best to say as much as I can.

I first learned about The Night And It’s Moon when I stumbled upon a TikTok that the author, Piper CJ, made rating the reactions of her family when she came out to them in preparation of her book that would have the occasional non-heterosexual sex scene or two.

I don’t know about you, but I was immediately drawn in. I had to know everything I could about this fantasy book that caused a conservative family to want to disown someone. I was also in a point in my life where I was growing bored of all the books written by cis het white men. I dove down the rabbit hole.

I was hooked. I immediately pre-ordered TNAIM as soon as it was available and devoured it when it got in my hands.

Again, this is a spoiler free post, so please continue reading on about my favorite non-spoilery things about TNAIM.

First off, it has two things that every fantasy book should be required to have:

A map!!!

And a pronunciation guide!

Seriously, these are invaluable parts of a book that contains a hustling and bustling world inside.

Another terrific piece that gives you a unique insight to the author and her thought process is the dedication:

I was reminded of Lord of the Rings when I read TNAIM. It’s the feeling that you’re following a small story in a huge setting, and the story steadily gets bigger and bigger. The thing that puts TNAIM above LotR (wut??) is that queer people are front and center. Explicitly.

The book ends in a satisfying way, but also ensures that you want the next book as soon as possible to find out what the heck happens to everyone. So much crazy stuff happens. Several parties are split! How are they going to find each other again!? Which leads to my next book recommendation!

The Sun And Its Shade! (Also by Piper CJ! Coincidence?? I think not.)

I dare to say that TSAIS is even better than TNAIM. I’m assuming because TNAIM has to set up the world while TSAIS gets to go at full speed as soon as the book starts. We pick up pretty much right where the previous book left off, and zero time is wasted. Several burning questions were left unanswered in the previous book and thank goodness most if not all are answered here. But what drives the plot if not the quest for answers???? Rage. You will read out of rage. This is my reaction to finishing the book:

I already have a list that is two characters long whose deaths I am impatiently waiting for. Long, painful, slow deaths. And one of the book’s main antagonists isn’t on the list!!! (In an objective sense I want this antagonist to be murderized, but not on an emotional level like my main two.)

There you have it. A perfectly written, spoiler-free manifesto about why you should read these books, and then be all ready for The Gloom Between Stars in a couple months!

(I swear, if neither of the two characters on my list are dead by the end of Gloom, then by dangit I’ll be forced to buy and read the next book.)

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see, THIS is why I am so patiently impatient because the way you understand Sanji is the exact way I do too!! I can't help but notice the way he's just so full of love and care and I love that in characters, when they face horrible situations but still treat others with love and kindness – bonus if they don't expect it back. Like cmere my baby boy, I will shower you with all the love YOU DESERVEEE TT.TT

I'm super super excited for this fic, so don't even apologize! I know it will be worth the wait, so take your time and trust me to come scream in your askbox when you do finally put it out <3

also, I'm curious if you're also writing the Zoro and Ace prompts I gave? no pressure tho, I know you said you might not do every prompt and I'm already over the moon that you're doing the Sanji one, I'm just curious about everything like how many wips you have going on rn 😂

uni is great!! I have exams coming up in October so this is rush period to finish the syllabus and start prepping >< how's things over there for you? anything interesting going on that you would be okay sharing? <3

- 🍥

(p.s. if my long asks are overwhelming, just let me know, I'll try to cut back haha~)

HII~! I'm sorry for the delayed response. I just got my laptop charger last night. My dog is a terrorist and likes to eat my chargers when I don't pay attention to her.

That being said, I haven't been writing cause I've been mobile. ;~; I know a lot of people write their fics on their phone but for some reason my brain likes a bigger screen so I can see where I'm going with the story. I go back to read a lot because i have bad memory, and want my prose to read fluidly. *babbling forever* But I have the weekend! So i'll be working on it bit by bit.

I have not started on the prompts you sent me yet but I do want to do that Ace one because I think it would be a quick little short exercise to flex my writing muscles! So I'll be doing that one this weekend while working on the Sanji slow burn.

I love the Zoro one you sent me....because it seems like so much fun LMAO And I love messing with Zoro but that one is going to be LENGTHY. Because...I am obsessed with putting Zoro in difficult situations. So that one will take time too.

I do have a Soulmate AU request for Zoro someone sent that's cuuuute. I may do a lil short thing for that too. So I have many WIPs. I should make a list and put in my pinned post? Idk whoever is interested lol.

I do not miss exams ;~; I've been doing better! My health is touch and go, and we had that Hurricane scare (I live in Florida) but so far the coast is clear? Good luck with studying and your exams <3 although I have a feeling you're doing to do great.

(no they don't overwhelm me lmaooo i am a long winded person this matches my energy)

#🍥 anon #&&. sora talks

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ded-and-gonne · 2 years

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Ded & Gonne present

Chapter 6: The Evil Lair

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AN: For anyone who has been following @sheehalloween 2022, this will be a bit of time travel. Whoops: I posted my first Devil’s Night story out of order. Technically, it takes place after the action of this chapter. Couldn’t move forward with Devil’s Night until this went up. TW: flirtation between two not-brothers, my sense of humor, klaus’s lucky boa, sometimes calling ben evil

Ded & Gonne || Masterlist || Prev: Ch5 || Next: Devil’s Night

<<————Ded & Gonne Chapter 6————>>

Mean Ben is deadly serious. “Klaus. Is it an Evil Lair? Klaus? Don’t fuck with me on this. I need this.” His voice emanates from the ornate headset of the shop’s very bronze antique telephone.

“Wouldn’t you like to know, you big meanie.” Klaus likes to taunt people. That’s what’s happening here. He called Ben up specifically to taunt him. (With a door, which incidentally, does not display Ben’s name. Yet.)

“Yes, Klaus. I do want to know. Tell me. Or I swear Klaus, I will-” As you know, Mean Ben loves to threaten people. He was born for it.

Klaus likes to picture that butch scar whenever he’s taunting Ben. Pretty much daily. Just cuz, you know, running the building stuff. That’s all it is. ‘Course it is.

Klaus winds the cord of the phone around his finger. He made the executive decision to keep all the landlines. Even he doesn’t know how many there are. “What’s with the whole Evil Lair thing, Bennerino? Childhood dream?”

“Your childhood nightmare, asshole.”

“Nightmare asshole? What kind of dreams are you having, Benji?” Klaus giggles in the background.

Ben decides to move on. It’s called ‘restraint.’ He’d like to restrain Klaus, and probably will get around to it eventually, but not today. No, not today.

“And I am not a meanie. I am evil. There’s a difference.” This is one of those moments when he really wishes he was there to point angrily and aggressively at Klaus. It’s a stabby kind of motion.

Ben continues with a sneer, “I feel like we’ve had this conversation before. Are you writing this down? That would help keep us from having it again.” Ben sighs the sigh of a man enjoying being annoyed. “Spit it out, Klaus. What did you find?”

“Well,” Klaus responds slowly, with more sexy winding of the phone cord, “I was lounging in my usual spot on the chaise longue by the register when something creepy tickled me.”

“Something did what.” Ben’s voice is deadly serious again. His self-awareness notices this and forces him to backpedal, glossing over it with a mumbled, “I mean, not that I care or anything.”

“Yeah! It tickled the little hairs on my neck.”

“The-” Ben starts then stops.

“The little hairs on my neck, yes. So I put on my lucky boa — you know the one.”

Ben does not contradict him.

“Of course you do! What am I thinking?” Klaus chides himself (for what might be the first time ever), and shakes his head. “Yeah, you know the one. So I put it around my neck, because I figure y’know, feathers are for keeping birds warm. And then I lit a cigarette-”

“Skip to the end, Klaus,” Ben warns, doing that thing he always does, which is losing patience. “Wait,” he interrupts his impatience. “Are you smoking again?”

“No one ever truly quits, babe.”

“You are such a lying asshole. Why do I believe a single word you say? I should have known,” Ben huffs.

“I’m kidding! I quit.” …Wait for it… “Until I started getting really bored.” Ah. There it is. “And cigarettes are better for me to soothe my oral fixation than food, even. It’s true! In the long run, I mean. Girlish figure and all.” Do not follow Klaus’s example. Which applies to pretty much everything, so no big news there.

Ben has been taken by surprise enough to make him behave in an awkward fashion. Related to the oral fixation Klaus mentioned. “Your oral what now?”

Klaus just rolls rough-shod right over him and his words. “Anyway, I’m immortal. Why wouldn't I smoke, is more the right question, Ben.”

“Might be because, Klaus, it makes you smell.”

“I already know how to smell,” Klaus taunts. “And anyways…Hypocrite! You’re a sometimes-smoker!” Klaus is outraged, figuring he’ll give the emotion a try and see how it feels. It feels ok. “Have you ever noticed that former smokers are the worst non-smokers ever? It’s known by science. And I do not smell.”

“Yeah you do,” Ben snarks. “It’s gross. Wait! I’m not doing this with you right now. Skip to the end, Klaus.”

“So hot when you use that tone of voice,” Klaus purrs. Before Ben can warn him again, Klaus gets back on track. “Sorry, about the sexy. Just thought I’d lean into it a little, but that’s ok, one day at a time.”

“Klaus!”

“Don’t interrupt me, Benji.”

“Klaus! Don’t you ever-”

“Don’t I always? As I was saying when I was so rudely interrupted, my lucky boa found a door.”

Klaus pauses, because he knows the heart attack he has caused/induced on the other end.

Evil Ben just got very deadly serious. “You found a what.” There was no question mark at the end of that sentence. At least Ben meant for it to be obvious that there was only a flat, dull period at the end of that question. Ben believes it makes him scarier and even more evil.

“Hoooo, I knew this was going to be good.” Klaus’s voice has just gone up an octave and giggled with almost as much delight as when he wore his soon-to-be-lucky boa to that Backstreet Boys reunion concert. Like teen Klaus squealing while also sporting a raging hard-on. One of the best nights of his life. This is almost like that. “Wanna know how?”

“If the sentence ends with the word ‘door,’ then yes.” Ben is learning the delicate dance of Klaus. Like slipping between all the distracting trip wires and loooong detours to Chatty Town. Just go with it, and know it’ll end the way you want it to. He hopes.

“So the little pink feathers were shivering, too. And I thought, ‘buck up little feathers, we’re in this together.’ But then I realized that not all of us were in it together!”

“Klaus.” Appears he really hasn’t learned how to dance with Klaus. Ben’s warning voice begins the countdown at Defcon 5.

“They weren’t in it together because only one end was shivering. It wasn’t monsters creeping up behind me, after all! It was a breeze. Are you impressed yet?”

“No.” Seriously, what did Klaus expect?

“Ok,” Klaus forges on. “So you know how my power makes me both woo-woo and spooky?” Klaus doesn’t bother waiting for an answer. “Well, other woo-woo people like that talk about, like, these hanging, dangling thingies that you follow around until you find gold or the philosopher's stone. So I was like, ‘Lucky Boa! You are my divining rod! You are my pits and my pendulums!’ Reminds me of that fortuitous snow globe. The right magical item at the right magical time.” Klaus enjoys being an educator. “I have a powerful dousing boa! I followed the boa straight to the source of the cold breeze!”

“Klaus? Do not go through that door.”

“What? Why not?”

“Klaus, whatever you do, don’t touch it.”

“Why not?”

“Klaus? Don’t you dare.”

“Huh? Oooohhh, I see what’s happening here. You just want you to be the one who opens it.” Klaus already knew this, which is why he hasn’t already opened it.

“Klaus! It’s my building! My name is over the door! Don’t you touch that god-damned door.”

“Ah, now I get the allure of the name over the door thing. You just want to throw it around since you can’t throw your weight around.”

“What?” Klaus has caught him off guard. “Why can’t I throw my weight around?”

Klaus sighs wistfully. “Just like my sweet boy. The boring one who used to nag me about orange juice and smoking eggs.”

“What about your sweet baby Ben who is so much better at everything than anybody else. According to you.”

“He didn’t have any weight on him, either.”

“KLAUS!”

“Evil Ben?”

“That’s right I am, and I am warning you, don’t touch that fucking door! Or I will murder you in your sleep. I’ll dangle you from your toes til you starve to death.” He believes he’s just tossed out a good, solid threat. He’s proud.

“In my sleep?”

No one would blame you for rolling your eyes or laughing derisively. Ben deserves it.

Klaus has been musing while you were laughing derisively. “I wonder where that kid Stanley is. My little nephew with the ear cheese. He would have loved this. He eats awkward for dinner.”

“It’s my building. It’s my name. It’s my door. Klaus? Listen to me. Listen very carefully. It’s mine, and I will be there instantly. Wait for me, and don’t even look at it til I get there. Just, it’ll, no, five. Count to five and I’ll be there. Instantly.”

<<———>>

Meanwhile, Logan gets snowed in for like three days. You saw that coming, cuz fate telegraphed it. By the time Evil Ben arrives, Klaus hasn’t seen him in 6 months and 5 days.

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Klaus is still considering alternative names for the bookstore. It’s his new hobby. The Noccult Bookstore is still a favorite. “Books & Bodies? Ben’s House of Evil & Books?”

The door blows open screaming “Slam!”

It’s Evil Ben. He is not in a joking mood. Or a talking mood. Or a hugging kind of mood. Without even removing his galoshes, he stalks across the floor of the shop, pausing at the door to all the back rooms, and without turning says, “Where is it? Show me. Now.”

“Oh, so that’s all I’m good for, is now? I’m hurt, Benji.”

“You will be in a world of hurt if you do not show me to my Evil Lair instantly.”

“That’s kind of asking a lot, Ben. Not everybody gets places instantly. That’s a Five thing. And a {Ben + Logan Airport} thing, proving that {instantly = 3 days}.” Klaus inspects his fingernails conspicuously. “I’ve always been gifted at theoretical mathematics, don’t know why.” Klaus is so close to experiencing wrath, but he’s aware, so it’s ok.

“Now!”

“Ok, ok. Now is more manageable than ‘instantly.’” Klaus flaps his hand to indicate that Ben should wait.

Pulling three janitorial-sized key rings out of a drawer, Klaus winds his Lucky Boa around his neck and approaches Ben. All told, there have to be almost a hundred keys. All of them, keys to the building. Parts. Parts of the building.

“Hug me and I’ll show you.” Klaus is officially on thin ice. Officially. “Ok fine! Fine, fine, fine. I’ll take you to the frickin-” Klaus jerks open the door to all the back rooms. He likes to think of it as his Back Door. Easier than calling it the ‘Door To All the Back Rooms’ in his head every time he sees it.

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Ben follows Klaus upstairs with great agitation. He wants to run to his Evil Lair, but Klaus is the one who knows where it is. They finally reach the second floor, which is where a room with a hole in the floor looking down into the shop below, should be.

They clear the stairwell door, and Ben is already breathlessly demanding, “Which one is it, Klaus? Which one?” There’s only one direction from the stairs, and Ben is speed-walking down the hall, looking at doors.

“I set up the next one over from my room for you. I couldn’t find fresh sheets, but-”

“Klaus! Which one!”

“It’s the one at the end. The one next to my bedroom that is, therefore, right next door to it.” Klaus wants to whisper ‘Your Evil Lair,’ accompanied by twinkle fingers, but he restrains himself. This is Ben’s moment, and Klaus wants to let him have it.

Ben is standing in front of the correct door. “It’s the one that says ‘Dead Letter Office’ on the door, isn’t it. I can feel it. Can you feel it? Nevermind, get away. Don’t touch it. When was the last time you washed your hands?”

Ben tries the handle. “It’s locked?” His face pales. “Did I come all the way to Boston for this?” He slumps against the door looking deflated and a little bit glisteny around the eye area.

“Cambridge, Ben. It’s Cambridge, not Boston. We’ve talked about this,” says Klaus in a strained voice, due to Ben’s fingers strangling him. “You don’t want your neighboring Cantabridgeans hating you, do you? They feel strongly about this.”

Klaus can handle himself in a fight if he needs to, and he steps easily out of Ben’s strangulation hold. “You’ll get used to it, when you move here.” Ben is momentarily distracted by this. “Because now that you have an Evil Lair, Evil Ben, you’re going to need to mastermind from it. On an ongoing basis.” Klaus knows this for a fact. So do you, really.

“It’s time to move your base of operations, Ben. And let Diego & Lila have the place in LA. Just make them save two of the seven bedrooms for us.”

“I hate you. I hate you so much,” Ben whispers, with his forehead against the door. He takes stock of his options, and thinking it over thoroughly and completely, he decides it might be worth staying to see, well, whatever’s worth seeing.

“There, there. It’s ok, Benji. We have keys! Look at all these beautiful keys!” They’re heavy. He jangles them. It’s loud. “You can spend as long as you want trying them. It can be a hobby, while you get used to living here. I can’t amuse you all the time. Just some of the time.”

“Who said I’m moving here?” asks Ben, wondering how he’s lost control of his life.

Klaus waves with a big smile. “I did!”

<<———>>

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TWITL - week 31 - back at it

First week of school is in the books! Must say, I thought a lot during the week, "This time last year, we were in Jamaica." I don't think I need to go back there but I did have a good time and I'm glad we went. It was nice being somewhere new and not having too much to do while we were there. https://flic.kr/p/2nBrobW last year in Jamaica TV Star Trek: Strange New Worlds - "Subspace Rhapsody" - A musical episode of Star Trek? Heck yeah, bring it on! LOVED this episode. Loved the episode so much that I bought the soundtrack. And as I write, I'm listening to it. I love how the musical was definitely anchored by the action of the episode and the songs were personal to the characters... I have enjoyed this show on the whole this season. It is so well done. Every episode is so different and yet so Star Trek. https://flic.kr/p/2oTxqNX SOCIAL MEDIA Bluesky (@kiari.com)- FINALLY got my invite for yet another social media network. I set myself up on it yesterday and even figured out how to use my domain as my profile name. Neat! I'm not following many people at the moment but I'm already finding it rather dull. I wondered if they catered to much to the more popular people like celebrity types, not realizing that it's normal users like me who drive the action on social media. Or maybe I say that because I was impatient for it and now it's just meh. Maybe it'll be better when more people I know are on it... Threads (@kiari) - The moment Threads is accessible via the web, I'm going to be posting there A LOT. I hope they don't wait too long. It's the one of the new SM networks that has brought me more joy than any of the others. I very much like how it wasn't "invite only" and allowed people to join all at once. I'm giving them time to get their bearings and I hope that the next thing they figure out is web access because I've realized that I like to read and post via a browser more often than not... Spoutible (@valerie) - Spoutible has been growing at a steady place and has been stable most days than not. It's a different crowd there and I still think they're just so serious there. This is the network I tell myself, "Be the change you want to see," so I try to keep my own posts light and random and not so serious. I think I need to find more lighthearted accounts there or something... https://flic.kr/p/2oUaD6g Jollibee finally opened here in Brentwood and we went through the drive-thru yesterday (Saturday). The ordering went by rather easily enough but we had to wait awhile for our food. When we got it all home and got down to eating, it was all still hot. The adobo rice was the one new thing I had (besides the pie) and it has a good taste. We got the 10 piece bucket of chicken, adobo rice, steamed rice, mashed potatoes and gravy, and pies. I liked it all! I look forward to trying their spaghetti at some point and maybe even the spicy chicken... https://flic.kr/p/2oTeLC3 WRITING Yes, He Dreams of Her - I have a story in my head but so far the characters don't have any names. For now it's scenes here and there but not enough background. I don't know what they do for a living yet. I don't know how they met. I don't know why they like each other. I don't know what they like to do. So many things I don't now but I'm letting the characters do their slow reveal. At this rate, they'll be my National Novel Writing Month characters. They should have names by November, right?... RANDOM STUFF https://flic.kr/p/2oU5vfq Got an email today (Sunday) that says my package from Samsung arrives tomorrow. Wait, what? The only thing I'm expecting from Samsung is supposed to deliver on Friday. Is it delivering early? Or will UPS correct themselves and hold it until Friday? I'm excited either way. And I just ordered a case, so fun times!... https://flic.kr/p/2oSMmN8 I am still very much digging my MacBook Air. I should do more screenshots of my fellas, like Miguel Ángel Silvestre (above). I still have two more episodes of 30 Coins to screenshot. Then I can move along to The Witcher (once I've watched season three) and Shadow and Bone. Oh, and maybe a show called Nova Vita. For reasons. https://flic.kr/p/2oRBRVn Ben Barnes in Shadow and Bone Here's to a calmer week with everyone settling into the school year... Read the full article

#benbarnes #MAS #miguelangelsilvestre #techfreakchick #tv

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Shen Wei... Shen Wei... ... Kill me! Kill me!

10,000 years could pass and I will still have not recovered from this scene. I mean, he's saying I don't want to live in a world where he isn't... I want to go wherever he's gone to, so kill me.

This only works in fiction, for me, but, damn if it doesn't work.

Forty episodes of Guardian complete. It continued to be engaging until the very end, which is not an easy feat. That said, I am not sure I understand the ending. I get it, but I think they left some important things on the cutting room floor.

I never did get around to liking Guo Changcheng. But can I say that the scene with him having tea with the women doesn't make sense and it feels like the adaptation team felt the need to include a specific scene from the novel but they needed to pass censorship and that's what they came up with. I could be very wrong as I haven't read the novel, but Chu Shuzhi waiting impatiently to drag his friend/teammate away from a matchmaking scene doesn't make nearly as much sense as him waiting to drag his boyfriend away from the scene. And even before that, why was he there in the first place? No matter their relationship, why is he just (not) chillin' in the background?

Zhu Hong annoyed me for a bit wondering why Zhao Yunlan didn't return her feelings. And this is possibly a cultural divide, but as far as I could see, she never explicitly made her feelings known--until the dream. And even knowing how perceptive her chief was, I think it's unfair to leave it to the other person to interpret your actions to your liking. If you want someone to pick up what you're putting down, you're better off just handing it to them. That aside, I liked her. Other than what I see as a lack of communication, I never questioned her actions; everything she did as a character made sense for her, even when she when she was lamenting about Zhao Yunlan, though not quite fair, it made sense from her perspective. Moreover, her future path is the only one I understand.

I don't have a precise understanding of what anyone else on the team is doing with their life post-split. And if it was trying to be one of those "leave it to the audience to decide" endings, it failed spectacularly by being simultaneously too vague and too specific.

Shen Wei and Ye Zun... I have complicated feelings about what I don't know. Family bonds are weird, so I can't say that their fate doesn't make sense, but I also don't think whatever it is is gonna be healthy.

Lin Jing and Da Qing in Zhao Yunlan's apartment?

Guo Changcheng being the only remaining team member walking through HQ and that mini-me Chu Shuzhi?

But the one I'm most confused about is... the real Chief Zhao?

I feel like I might rupture my cerebral cortex if I don't stop there. I want to scream, but I'm also pretty certain that if I just wait for the novel, my questions will be answered. But is it fair to ask a viewer to fill in the blanks from the original work? Be it a loose or faithful adaptation, it should be able to stand on it's own. And for the most part it did; however, it failed to at the most crucial moments.

That said, on the whole I enjoyed the story and while I won't watch it again, I am looking forward to reading the novel(s). I could take or leave most of the performances, but Zhu Yilong, Bai Yu, and Jiang Mingyang really did it for me.

Finally, I have to say something that is really unbelievable coming from me because I usually do not comprehend people's faces as being attractive or otherwise, and the times when I do acknowledge it, it's usually fleeting; however Zhu Yilong is unbelievably beautiful. I cannot stop thinking about his face and his subtle and brief expressions. I just don't understand what's happening with the symmetry and general arrangement of his features, but I am honestly and utterly captivated. This might be a problem.

#guardian spoilers #shen wei #zhao yunlan #da qing #zhu hong #guo changcheng #lin jing #chu shuzhi #bai yu #ye zun #zhu yilong #jiang mingyang #speaking of jiang mingyang... his headshot on mydramalist reminds me of that one image of benjamin bratt #guardian #himi's watching

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Personal spiritual rambles and introspection ahead

Hm. Weaving nets

Imma put in bold what I think is most relevant from my word vomit.

Last reading I got said something about this and in first instance I didn't understand. Not sure I do still but curious I got specifically that card, I am so new to all this small things like those never fail to surprise me and I go all like "oh shit ok this is happening" fjslssjdlckdl. I thought it meant like making contacts with people which I'm not discarding but it felt a bit off at that time. Work with Loki went from chill to scary real fast but the scary is not about Loki, it's about me being scared of change I'm sure. Yet it's so rewarding. A lot is going on yet I think it's the perfect moment for me to get serious with this. I think he was patient at first because he knew how difficult it was going to be for me to kickstart it. Or perhaps he was waiting for me to take the step of properly asking... not leaving it as an uncommitted maybe. And now I have committed.

So, we did harsh truths once, and it was hard and it stang deep but overall was for the better, now we're onto second harsh truth I am struggling to see I think? Doesn't help my memory is shitty af and tunes out what I learn... Or perhaps I don't want to see it, perhaps I am avoiding it, perhaps I should just write it down when I think about it yes? I might start carrying a small journal with me... or just post it here. I do tend to get this weird head pressure when there's something I can't see yet, as if my brain was hiding info from me. I think I'm slowly getting closer to figure out something useful. I mean, I have been doing stuff useful for my personal growth, I think I am too impatient too. Change doesn't always come quick and sudden, but I always seem to want it that way.

I think my general failure to see the bigger picture keeps me bound to small details which in the end makes me lose sight of the rest of interconnected things... making a single knot bigger than it should be, bearing more weight than it should, in a net that should be balanced - or at least I want it to be, a bit more. There's a lot of strain... That is one thing. So I am working on my perfectionism but I think that's not exactly the issue, rather like, hyperfocus, overworry; is one of the things. I'm too caught up with what's familiar to me and struggle accepting the new. Ohh. Struggling to accept and implement changes, to see myself differently... There we go. Back to that square? I guess it makes sense if I have been taking refuge in familiarity all my life. Ok but, back to that square in some areas. I have made progress with change in others.

I gotta think about rewiring my brain, way of thinking, concept of self and how I see and interact with the world around me. I do struggle with connecting to the external world and get too caught up with myself (autism related isolation and social difficulty plus trauma are fun!/s) but my brain net as I'm picturing (?) is old and weary and barely handles the weight of the current circumstances. It is unbalanced and what worked back then doesn't work nowadays. Self-isolation, freezing and avoiding isn't it and there's a lot of things I react to this way that should be worked on and changed. Rather that I should work on and change, nobody else will do that for me lmao.

Change doesn't come through sudden epiphany most of the time. Sometimes it does! but it's extremely situational dependent. And even so you can go back to familiarity pretty easily. Something becomes familiar and automatic through repetition... so picking one thing to do differently and repeat may help. And nets, interconnected. Okay. So changing one small thing through repetition consistently may cause changes in other areas. Like that's how people do it right?

I think I might get another reading soon. Perhaps today or sometime this upcoming week since I have more free time. It might be useful.

Okay writing about this helped I think, new viewpoint. Now I gotta decide on how I'll apply this... and not leave it just at thought.

#p #spiritual rambles #rants #lokean #dl #tl

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Take Me Home (One shot) WIP

Based off of a memory from my Motley Crue/Fame desired reality! I am with Sebastian Stan's version of Tommy Lee. Nikki is the same as in our cr though.

Warnings: Pure smut, not much plot tbh

LA 2012...

I was alone the first time in what felt like months, the boys were with their grandparents, I should be reveling in the free time and the quiet, I could literally do almost anything. Instead I was in my queen sized bed missing my husband.

Tommy was on tour with Motley Crue and wouldn't be back for another month. Thankfully this had been a short tour, but I was getting impatient.

I curled up into my cream colored comforter, grabbing my phone I opened up Facebook posting a picture of Tommy and I kissing with the caption "I miss those lips and you." ❤️💋 Sighing I slide the phone closed prepared to spent the rest of the night in bed with a romcom and ice cream.

A few minuetes later the sound of a notification shakes me out of my depressive state, I look at it, seeing someone had liked the post. I glance at it and smile when I see that it was Tommy. They must be done for the night.

Then a text lights up my phone. "Hey Babe, I saw your post. I miss you too!" My heart does a happy dance at seeing Tommy's text and wide smile spreads across my face.

"Hey baby! Are you done with the show? How was it?" I text back.

"Not done yet." He texts back, "We have an encore but it's been great. Crowds awesome! But I wish you were here, I miss that sexy body dancing to our songs."

I grinned a mischievous idea forming, before texting. "Well...once you're done. Want to video call later?"

An enthusiastic message lights up the phone. "FUCK YES!! 😏 I gotta go now but I fucking love you!"

"I fucking love you Tommy. 💋" I giggle at his enthusiasm, some things never change.

A while later, while I was getting ready for the call, had to look good for my man, I heard the call from my laptop via Skype. As I ran to the bed from the closet. Fixing my brown highlighted hair in it's messy bun, I straightened my satin nightie and pressed the answer button on the screen.

I light up once I see Tommy's handsome features appear on screen. His face breaks out in a smile as he sees me. "Hey sweetheart. Damn you look hot."

I grin in false modesty, looking away as I said "Oh I just threw this on." I joked giving him a cute smile.

Tommy smirked at that, looking me over, "Sure you did...Just for me."

I gave him a coy grin, "Ok yeah it was for you."

"Well now I feel like I should have done something." Tommy replied looking down at his shorts and tank top.

I laugh at that, "Babe you've been on stage all day, I've been home alone with nothing to do but think of you."

"True...So you've been thinking of me all day? I'd say what exactly but I think I know...here..." Tommy takes a moment and strips off his top revealing his smooth tattooed chest with the nipple rings. "Better?"

I raise an eyebrow at that, smirking. "Much better. Are you alone?"

Tommy gives me a cocky grin, "Of course. I've been waiting to call you. I don't want anyone to interrupt us."

"Well in that case. Look at what I'm not wearing..." I bite my lip, my eyes glinting mischievously as I slowly pull my slip up my thighs.

Tommy's eyes darken in lust as he immediatly latches onto where my hands are. "Oh don't tease babe. Fuck..."

I giggle pulling my slip up more when suddenly I hear a noise from Tommy's room as a door opens.

I hear a male voice shout, "Hey Tommy you in here!" Before Tommy can say anything Nikki bursts in, still in his stage outfit. "Dude are you watching porn?"

"No Dammit Nikki knock first man!" Tommy shouts back.

Nikki ignores him walking over, "Then what?-" He looks at the screen seeing me he smirks, "Oh hey Shelly. Looking good." He winks.

I think they were expecting me to be embarrassed but it was Nikki so instead of blushing. I kept my hands where they were as I fiddled with the hem of my nightie. "Hey Nikki. You can stay and watch if you want." I teased, giggling.

Nikki seemed like he might take me up on that. But it's Tommy protests knowing Nikki and I's history. "Babe!" He looks at me a bit surprised. "Not happening. Nikki stop eye fucking my girl and leave."

Nikki just chuckles at that, shaking his head and leaves. Knowing how easy it was to rial Tommy up.

I looked at Tommy who seemed a bit upset. "I'm sorry Tommy, we were just playing. Let me make it up to you?"

Tommy looked a bit put out but it softened when he looked over at me. "You can make it up to me when I get home. Right now though..." He trailed off, pursing his lips in thought.

"What?" I questioned, a bit nervous hoping he wouldn't end the call over Nikki.

But instead he simply said, "Take that off." His tone telling me there wasn't room for protests.

I smirk, relieved as I slip the nightie over my head and throw it on the bed.

Tommy's eyes light up as they rove over my naked body, as he licks his lips, leaning back on the hotel bed. "Well? Show me what you were going to earlier. Or is that only for Nikki now?"

I give him a look, "Of course not." Oh he was definitely not going to let that go for awhile.

Tommy raised an eyebrow, "Then open up and let Daddy see..." He ordered.

I did as he said, my eyes glazing over in lust as I bit my lip and spread my legs.

Tommy's eyes light up as he licks his lips. "Damn I wish I was there to taste you and touch you. Since I can't be...why don't you do it for the both us?"

I grinned as I trailed my hands down me, squeezing one of my breasts with a low moan as my other hand trails down to touch myself already wet just by seeing Tommy.

Tommy bit his lip, his eyes never leaving me as he said, "Fuck babe you look so hot. I can see how wet you are from here. You wanna see how ready he is for you?" Tommy asked referring to his cock, which seemed at times to have a mind of its own.

I nodded. "Yes please Daddy."

Tommy groaned. "Babygirl you call me that and I'm coming home early." He rubbed himself through his shorts once before pulling them off, my mouth parted at the look of his huge cock as it popped out of his underwear as he stroked himself. Yes it was as big as they said and seen.

I moaned my eyes closing as I stroked myself. "Fuck Tommy I wish you were here."

"Me too Mommy." Tommy murmured, " Until then keep touching yourself babe. That's it, imagine it's me touching you, making you come."

Tommy groaned as he watched me bury my fingers inside with a whine. His hand gripping his cock even harder. "Mmm fuck I want you so bad, you are going to get it when I'm home. I'm gonna fuck you so good. Keep going lover..."

I moaned louder my breath getting heavier at his words as did Tommy's. " Tommy I'm so close." I whimpered. "I am so hard right now," Tommy groaned out, his eyes closing. "shit I'm going to cum. Cum with me babygirl." His head back as was mine as with a few more strokes and loud moans we both came. I cried out as his name as he cursed.

My eyes opened enough to watch Tommy's cum as it burst out covering his hand and the sheets. "Damn baby that was sexy." I replied eyeing him.

"Fuck so are you. Felt great too, but not as good as if it was your hand or mouth..." Tommy trailed off gazing at me with a smirk, "Next time though I am going to make you squirt."

I stared at him with a grin. "You always do."

"Damn right." Tommy then looked down at the mess he made. "Shit I should clean this up. I blame this on you if we get a dry cleaning bill." He teased.

I rolled my eyes playfully. After he cleaned up we talked for a bit more before we had to sleep. I missed him already but I would see him soon. I couldn't wait until he was actually here.

#Fame dr #Motley Crue #Tommy Lee #sebastian stan #smut #desired reality #reality shifting #“fanfiction”#work in progress

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