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evangelinesbible · 11 months

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THE ASTROLOGICAL FAME OF …

MICHAEL JACKSON

SAGITTARIUS MC

No matter your 10H sign, the 10H still rules Fame. And the most success you’ll find in career is when you embrace your 10H. Having a Sagittarius 10H makes you a person who wants a career that involves expansion and change. You’ll want to do something in this life that opens up not only your mind but others. That’s why most prefer jobs that involve teaching or philosophy. Sagittarius rules over travel as well so these people make their abundant income best when they get to travel the world. Even though Michael didn’t like to tour much he made millions off of touring alone. He was a world wide phenomenon and he used his music to spread messages to the whole world. For example, “Black and White” or “They don’t really care about us”. Michael was also known for his generosity and huge charitable donations. Donating over 500 million dollars to charities.

SATURN CONJ. MC

Michael has been famous since he was a child. Saturn rules longevity and even after death Michael is still extremely well liked and a famous name known worldwide. This placement also explains the amount of work his father put in him to be famous. This placement also explains all the very public challenges and hardships he faced.

MC RULER 8H JUPITER

Having his MC ruler in the 8H also gives him a long lasting career since the 8H also rules longevity. Michael was also very controversial whilst also being extremely liked at the same time. He was known in the public eye embrace and insist change. He was a pioneer, Being the first black man to have his video Billie Jean play on MTV, having an MTV award named after him,having a statue built in his honor, winning multiple Grammies, and being named the king of pop whilst also inspiring artists we know today like Beyoncé. He was also known for his wealth and investments. Having some of the most expensive music videos ever, a theme park in his backyard, and a very expensive wardrobe.

JUPITER CONJ. NEPTUNE

This is a great aspect for music fame. Neptune rules over glamor and melodies whilst Jupiter rules over abundance and popularity. Having them be aspected gives Michael a lot of luck and popularity in the Music Industry. He also made a fortune off of music as well.

LEO, PISCES AND SAGITTARIUS PLACEMENTS

I have two posts about underrated fame indicators and basically Neptune/ Jupiter influence is very important for fame. Michael not only has a Leo stellium but he also has Neptune (Pisces Rising and Moon) and Jupiter influence (Sagittarius MC, and Jupiter conj. Neptune) with this ultimate combo he was destined to not only be popular but an enigma as well.

SUN CONJ. PLUTO

Aspects to sun are import when looking at fame. Michael has his Sun conj. Pluto which makes so much sense when you look at how much power he had in the music industry. He was extremely magnetic, has sexual charm, and gained a lot of attention for not only being mysterious but very powerful as well.

LEO FAMA

Naturally having Fama in Leo can make someone gain fame at little easer than others. Since Leo can rule over entertainment naturally having Fama in the sign can make someone especially famous in any form of entertainment. Also Michael has it at 8 degrees. Typically if you have Fama in a Scorpio degree your fame might come with a lot of intense obsession and you’ll be extremely controversial. People might hate you because they believe you’re evil, taboo or think you’re a dark and messed up person.

GEMINI STARR

Michael was a Star known for speaking up about anything and everything that was on his mind. He wasn’t just a singer but also a writer. He was known to put his personal beliefs in not only his music but his music videos as well. Michael was also talked about and gossiped about ALOT. Whether truthful or not he was in multiple headlines in magazines and newspapers everywhere. It’s also apparent that his Starr is at 28°, which is the household name degree.

LEO APOLLO CONJ. SUN/ PLUTO

People with Apollo prominent have natural talents and gifts that give them a special type of attention/spotlight and praise Having Apollo in Leo can make someone extremely magnetic, popular, and even worshiped in the field of entertainment. Apollo conj. Sun makes someone extremely popular no matter what they do. Especially when it comes to whatever talent they might hone into. It always seems like the attention gravitates towards them because of how much they shine. Having it conjunct Pluto will make someone naturally shine in powerful and mysterious ways. It’ll also amp up the obsession people will have over you. Pluto also rules transformation and to say Michael had a few would be an understatement. Music wise and physically he transformed. He also transformed the industry. These placements help explain why he was deemed the King of Pop. And he still is.

That was the astrological fame of Michael Jackson 💋

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veronika-tserber · 1 year

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Your Natal Signature Sign 🖋️ PT.1

The Signature sign (also called "synthetic") is the synthesis of the most dominant element/s and modality/ies in the chart. Sometimes, the signs are two or even more. If someone has two signature signs, we can analyze their behavior as a combination of the two, but if there are more, the signature is "ambiguous", which means that their personality is multi-dimensional and hard to pin down.

The Signature sign is important because it is like the zodiac sign of the entire chart, and it shows us the qualities of expression that come most naturally to us. However, they are usually the most apparent to people from our closest circle. Often, people choose a career path that corresponds to their signature sign(s).

Here is an easy way to calculate yours - click.

If you have more than one - read about both. If the Signature is AMBIGUOUS, you are quite the enigma 🙈 Keep in mind that sometimes the Signature turns out to be your Sun sign or among your inner planets. In that case, it won't be such a hidden part of you. At other times, the sign is nowhere to be seen among your inner and even outer planets, which makes discovering it that much more interesting.

♈ Aries Signature You feel at your best when you can lead and inspire others. You are a spontaneous, child-like spirit, and you love a good challenge! Ideally, your work allows you to be independent, as you don't like people bossing you around. Your creativity and enthusiasm are amazing, but your fuse burns out quickly if there isn't enough variety, stimulation, and problem-solving to keep you invested.

♉ Taurus Signature You feel at your best when your needs for material stability and security are met. You dislike sudden changes, and you are best suited for projects and environments where you can slowly, but surely make progress over a longer period of time. You are a lover of all things beautiful and harmonious, as well as the sensual pleasures in life. People in your life see you as a stable and "chill" individual that they can always lean on for support.

♊ Gemini Signature You feel at your best when you can communicate and connect with others. You crave intellectual stimulation and variety in your environment, and your loved ones view you as someone talkative, funny, and witty. Ideally, your job allows you to express yourself freely, exchange ideas and information with others, and learn, learn, learn! ♋ Cancer Signature You feel at your best when you can nurture and be nurtured. Similarly to Taurus, you have a strong need for material, as well as emotional security. Your family is essential to you, and they know you as a sensitive, caring, and empathic person. Ideally, your career should make you feel emotionally invested and should allow your nurturing qualities to shine. This might be literal - such as caring for people and animals, or "nurturing" creative projects to fruition. ♌ Leo Signature You feel at your best when you can express yourself in a creative way. You have a youthful, bright personality, and you love to bring joy to people! Ideally, your work would allow you the freedom to shine, create, and be recognized for your talents and individuality. You are a leader who cares deeply about others, and they feel warm and protected under your guardianship. ♍ Virgo Signature You feel at your best when you can put your analytical and problem-solving skills to use. Your loved ones know you as a great "counselor" who is always there to give them practical advice and solutions. The ideal work environment for you is one where you feel like your sense of order, punctuality, and attention to detail are being appreciated. You also do particularly well in healing professions - both as a practitioner and as a teacher. 🌈 Ambiguous Signature

Now that’s quite interesting! Having an Ambiguous signature means that your personality is multi-dimensional and you have the freedom to explore different aspects of yourself. Though it may be challenging for some to understand you fully, your “chameleon-like” nature allows you to be whoever you want to be and not feel limited to one identity or way of expressing yourself. Embrace this unique trait of your being and celebrate your beautiful, colorful personality!

- Foxbörn

Part 2 ->

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hjnxx · 1 month

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FOUR ACES, FOUR SUITS, ONE HOUSE OF CARDS. ✶ individual member profiles.

⟢ PARK AHYEON ⇆ 박아연

✶ stage name : ahyeon

✶ position : main dancer, lead vocals, face of the group

✶ date of birth : august eighth nineteen ninety-eight ( 080898 )

✶ place of birth : busan, south korea

✶ zodiac : tiger / leo

✶ face claim : lee saerom ( fromis_9 )

THE OLDEST OF THREE, AHYEON’s life can only be described as the furthest thing from normal. born to a schoolteacher and an unpromising actor, the pressure to make it big had been instilled within her from a young age. bless her mother’s heart, she tried to provide her daughters with some semblance of normalcy, framing their spelling bees and showing up to their after school shows. but it all came to an abrupt end when her father was found cheating in their home, drunk out of his mind. the divorce was hard on all of them, but her mother got all three of them out.

free from the burden of her father’s dreams, ahyeon begins her journey towards music at sixteen years old as a member of a local girl group named XTRA in 2014. the group doesn’t make it past public performance and youtube covers, but even after the group’s eventually falling out, she signs with KQ in 2018 in hopes of achieving her dream to be on stage.

⟢ HEO MICHA ⇆ 허미차

✶ stage name : micha

✶ position : leader, main vocals, lead dancer

✶ date of birth : april twenty-fourth two thousand ( 042400 )

✶ place of birth : ███, south korea

✶ zodiac : dragon / taurus

✶ face claim : heo micha ( everglow )

MOST OF HER BACKGROUND UNKNOWN TO THE PUBLIC, MICHA is an enigma to both netizens and her company alike. signing to KQ in 2020, she passed auditions with flying colors, earning her a reputation amongst the trainees. its often joked that she’s a literal industry plant—appearing randomly amongst the scene with amazing vocals, alluring stage presence, and a piercing stare, crowning her the nickname of KQ’s MONSTER ROOKIE.

when asked why she competed on HOUSE OF CARDS, she simply said it’s because the company asked her to. outwardly she shows no interest for anything other than performing, attracting accusations of all kinds from favoritism to blatant ungratefulness.

⟢ ITO YUINA ⇆ 伊東ゆいな / 이토유이나

✶ stage name : yuina

✶ position : main rapper, sub vocals, center

✶ date of birth : december twelfth two thousand ( 121200 )

✶ place of birth : kyoto, japan

✶ zodiac : dragon / sagittarius

✶ face claim : fukutomi tsuki ( billlie )

MUSIC WAS NOT SOMETHING YUINA had in mind originally. studying abroad in korea was a one way ticket to more cultural experiences, and it would have looked good on her resume. but her host family’s son invited her out to a karaoke bar to loosen up, put a mic on her hand, and altered the course of her life entirely. studying korean first through music, yuina would find her voice through meticulous lyricism and a newfound passion for the genre of music. and with her host family’s support, she would audition as a trainee of pledis entertainment in 2016.

joining HOUSE OF CARDS opened her eyes to so much more than her rapping. to this day, her host family is one of her major supporters, especially after breaking the news to her family that she wouldn’t be pursuing a career in law much to their disappointment.

⟢ AHN EUNJI ⇆ 안은지

✶ stage name : eunji

✶ position : lead dancer, lead rapper, maknae

✶ date of birth : january twenty-first two thousand one ( 012101 )

✶ place of birth : gangnam, south korea

✶ zodiac sign : snake / sagittarius

✶ face claim : an yujin

THE AUDITION WAS A LAST RESORT. debuting was a do or die for EUNJI, determined to prove to her mother that her interest wasn’t a waste of time and that singing wouldn’t lead her to a place of financial insecurity. money was the only thing her mother cared about anyway, manifested through harsh criticism and ill placed anger. her placement on HOUSE OF CARDS wasn’t even made aware to her until eunji came home with the news that she’d be moving out, putting on a brave face in front of the cruel words spat back to her in return.

despite sending back some of the money she earns as an idol, she’s still considered a major disappointment to anyone who came across her mother’s path. now eunji doesn’t know what’s worse—cutting her off and risking maternal wrath or losing the last of her family in choosing herself over her. she supposes her mother couldn’t be blamed. she never was the same when her father passed away.

#─ info. ◞ 히징크 ᵎᵎ ‧₊#fake girl group #fake gg #fake idol group #fake idol oc #fake idol community #fictional idol community #fictional idol oc #fictional idol group #fictional girl group #fictional gg #fictional idol

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irismaebe · 2 months

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What happens in my mind while reading fanfics is an enigma (?)

-lo que pasa es mi mente mientras Leo fanfics es un enigma

Fanfic en cuestión

Traduccion:

Mabs: PORQUE EL MIO NO SE VE ASÍ!?

Caja: arregla tu demo-psico-novio

Mabel: Cálmate o te golpeó!!

Bill: ES TU CULPA!!

Mabel: YO SOLO QUERIA AYUDAR!!

Mabel: ¿podemos conservarlo? Prometo cuidar de él, comprarle ropa y alimentarlo... POOOORFIIISSS

Bill: te mataré mientras duermes...

Dipper: Que hiciste ahora!?

Esta desnudo!!

Mabel: un ajolote psíquico ancestral mágico me lo dijo en un sueño!!

Yo puedo cambiarlo!

Queria intentar un estilo sin tanto detalle... Porque hay tantas ideas y tan poco tiempo para dibujar... En fin...

#mabill #fanart #bill cipher #gravity falls #comic #bill x mabel #fanfic #mabel pines #mabill 4ever #bill cipher demon #human bill cipher #tantas ganas de leer #sin ganas de traducir #i can fix him

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acupofqueercoffee · 1 year

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“Unequivocally, irrevocably”

Request by @sakura-chan-25

I actually have an angst idea in mind (at least I think it's angst?), but before that I'II give you another fluff idea: Leonora has a panic attack and reader comforts her. OR if you're not comfortable with that: Leonora has trouble with something (can't think of anything right now) and reader helps/ comforts her. Remember to take breaks, hydrate and eat something (if you haven't yet) 🥰 Bye-Bye~

so i did the panic attack one. i don’t even know who’s comforting who at this point anymore but it’s an absolute fluff fest o(>ω<)o

i’m not immune to dovesso, or dovey or anemone if you haven’t noticed yet. one way or another, i include them in my fics. quite a lot in fact :3

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“They’re bickering like an old married couple. Again.”

The old married couple in question according to Anemone are sun and moon standing side by side.

Dovey and Lesso, though more often than not found engaged in merciless repartees, are the best of friends who in fact know each other like the back of their hands.

“I’ve heard students mumbling around that you and Dovey are every bit the epitome of a black cat and a golden retriever.” You have uttered from your comfort place, lounging on the settee with your head on her lap. Meanwhile, long, languid fingers wander through a forest of your hair.

“What’s that supposed to imply?” Her query is not unkind, merely inquisitive.

“My thought exactly, and with my curiosity piqued, I asked them.”

Switching to your back from your side, you are enthralled once more by the love of your life. The spectacle of her face is nuanced by the wisps of sunlight seeping through her curls that sun drenched, looks fascinatingly golden.

“Apparently, it means that the pair of you are a match made in heaven.”

Immediately, those pretty lips twist into a scowl.

“A match made in hell’s more like it.”

After a moment, when you make not so much a sound, her finger falls atop your nose, poking you gently on the tip. “Come now sweetheart,” Those elegant digits find themselves on your cheek next, caressing you with the tenderness of silk. “…the only golden retriever I’ll willingly, gladly keep by my side is you. Dovey is…” She does a little gesture with her hand, considering for a moment. “…an obnoxious little dove that I have no choice but to tolerate.”

She reads you like a book.

She reads Dovey like a book while Dovey also reads her like a book.

And yet, to you, she remains an enigma.

Lady Lesso, or Leo as you like to call her, has waltzed into your life with all the grandeur of an otherworldly creature. Always impeccably dressed and charismatically spoken, she is a splash of colour in your otherwise dull life which is a bit of an irony for she always wears black and white.

She is an enigma that you are all too eager to unravel. You like to believe that you are doing a reasonably good job at it, and Leo, herself tells you so, reassures you when you voice your discontent as the two of you lie in bed locked in an embrace. It all goes tumbling down once Dovey enters the scene, her best friend. Neither do you dislike her nor seeing Leo together with her. It does however instill in you a trickle of envy.

There is a special bond between the two of them that you feel is absent between you and Leo. It does not help either that everyone around them, including their students, think that the two deans compliment each other. You clearly cannot disagree more. After all, Leo is yours, your wife. It is an oath that only the two of you know which frankly, you are at peace with.

You only come into being in the school after meeting Leo, or more specifically, after becoming her wife. It is a mutual belief that divulging your relationship is not essential. Having said that, there are only so much gossips you can tolerate of your woman dating another woman. It is not that you do not trust your Leo, but you would be lying if you say that some comments do not ruffle your feathers.

An ever though you are, you are still no saint.

You watch your wife standing tall and regal beside her friend with an annoyingly cute scowl on her face. A smile that surreptitiously crawls onto your lips is beyond your control. A smile that quickly vanishes all the same when out of the blue, you are bombarded by an irresistible urge to go to your wife.

And so, you do, walking briskly towards the middle of the hall where she is conversing with some of her colleagues.

“Let me borrow Leo for a moment.” You do not stay to see their faces, grabbing your wife’s hand, and subsequently bringing her out the door with you which she follows silently, obediently.

It happens as soon as you turn a corner. While you feel the tightening of her grip on your hand, you hear the clatter of the cane as it slips out of her hand. Her breathing is hard, ragged when you turn to hold her on her waist. Your hand is yet to be freed, and she maintains a desperate grasp, brings it to her face to keep your palm pressed over her mouth.

Such hand trembles as harsh, heavy breaths are released solely out of her nose. If the way her chest rises and falls in violent heaves is not enough indication, then, the fact that her breaths become painfully, increasingly shallower, as her fingers go to clench her garment directly above her chest, lets you know that the little beast within its cage must be going berserk.

“I’ve got you, my Leo.” Cooing softly, your hand leaves her waist, opting instead for her hand that is clenching her suit white-knuckled tight. “I’ve got you.” After gingerly unfurling the delicate digits, you carry it over to your chest, placing it atop the rhythmic pounding of your heart. “Can you feel it? Do you feel my heart?” Your questions are gentle, whisper-soft. A response is not needed. You see it in her eyes. Her eyes that never leave yours, oh, a beautiful stormy grey dewy with the promise of rain.

Whereas your hand keeps hers flatly, firmly pressed against your sternum, her hand keeps yours pressed over her lips. As it so happens, this is very reminiscent of how she has stumbled into your quaint little coffee shop for the very first time. Since then, you have been made aware that she occassionally suffers from panic attacks.

As couples, you learn more about them, and once you become wives, you have only continued to help her through it whenever one of her attacks strikes. Leo has told you that feeling your heartbeat helps keep her grounded while breathing only through her nose keeps her heart tamer as well as hearing your voice through such predicament assuages the overall unpleasantness of it.

The sad reality is that nobody at school knows about it which is one of the reasons why you have decided to join it in the first place. The most unpredictable part about panic attacks is their unpredictability itself. And yet, your wife, as stubborn as a mule, manages to keep it hidden from her peers. It baffles you how unreasonably proud and stubborn she can be at times. It baffles you more that although her secret has been divulged unexpectedly, forcefully without her consent, she feels safe and comfortable enough in your presence to continue seeking solace from you even long before you become girlfriends.

“I didn’t even know it was coming, but you did.”

She says as the attack subsides, subsequently hiding a delicate kiss in the palm of your hand.

“I- yes. So it seems.”

“And you thought you couldn’t read me like a book?” Her hands have found home on your hips, and you rest yours on her chest, sighing when gentle thumbs begin caressing your hipbones. “My darling, you foresaw something that I couldn’t even feel.”

“It’s strange.” You say, snake your arms around her back. “I felt strange…you know…like a, like a-”

“Intuition.”

The pair of you conclude in unison.

You gaze up at her as she gazes down at you, drowning in each other’s eyes.

After a while, you utter a soft “Yes.”

“I feel it too…” She is musing at you with a smile on her face, milky-warm and honey-sweet. “…when it comes to you, my darling. It is a special bond between you and me. No one can understand me better than you do.”

A finger tucks some strands of hair behind your ear. “Don’t beat yourself up.” A thumb pokes you softly on the tip of your nose. “You know me better than you believe you do.”

“My charming little golden retriever always to the rescue.”

Her forehead descends onto yours, nose touching, lips a hair’s breadth away.

“But Leo, I may have let your name slip by accident.”

“I think it’s high time we let them know that we’re for each other only. It’s not as if I enjoy seeing Anemone always glued to your side.”

There appears a snarl on her pretty lips, and as if drawn, you lean in, kissing it away as she instantly melts into your touch.

After having taken care of the lipstick stains, you return to the hall with your wife, kiss-drenched and hands intertwined. Your hands are not simply dangling between the two of your bodies. Leo has her arm looped around your waist, and where it ends, your hand meets hers, snugly woven digits resting just above your hipbone.

A message to everyone that you are hers and she is yours.

Unequivocally, irrevocably.

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i do be using these two words a lot 😀

#lady lesso x reader #lady leonora lesso x reader #leonora lesso x reader #lady leonora lesso #lady lesso #leonora lesso #charlize theron #fanfic #character x reader #the school for good and evil #sge movie #sge #sge netflix #fluffy #sweet #clarissa dovey #professor dovey #emma anemone #anemone

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itsgoldleaf · 7 months

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RexObi Big Bang Promo!

Coming soon for the @rexobibang!

Title: The Path Not Taken

Team: @itsgoldleaf, @littledumplingwrites and @ryr-art

Rating: Mature

Words: ~25k

Pairing: CT-7567 | Rex/Obi-Wan Kenobi

Major warnings/tags: Force-Sensitive Rex, Kamino, Geonosis, 79’s, alcohol consumption, hangovers, spice, secrets, clone personhood, slow burn, falling in love, good timeline, O66 (mostly) doesn’t happen, happy ending, humour, vignettes, time skip, Cody is the only one taking this war seriously

Posting date: 29th September 2023

Summary: There’s an enigma at the end of the corridor with too-bright hair, and a brighter mind. Padawan Ben discovers a secret within a secret on the rain-soaked world of Kamino; a clone army, and a boy who can move things with his mind. Decades later as war gnaws on the galaxy, Commander Cody has a bone to pick, Anakin Skywalker tries to do good by his men, and General Kenobi meets Captain Rex for the first time, again. With Rex bent on forgetting he was ever unique, Obi-Wan asks himself if it’s even possible to win this war while keeping his sanity, keeping Rex’s secret, and keeping Rex too?

Art preview: All will be revealed on the posting date but I can say from the WIP previews my amazing artists Leo and Ryr have shared with me that you are in for a mega-treat!

Story Snippet:

“I’d glad to have someone who has an idea of what I’ve put up with for the last decade. Very happy too,” Obi-Wan adds, pouring the hot water, “to see you not taking any of Anakin’s shit.”

Rex doesn’t seem to know what to do with this information or his helmet. The latter ends up in his lap, knocking its forehead against the edge of the table in the mess as Obi-Wan shoves a steaming mug of tea at him and begins pouring his own.

It’s a moment before Obi-Wan remembers that even if off-duty there’s still army bullshit. “At ease?” He offers, to little visible change in Rex, “and you can speak freely in my presence. In perpetuity, if you don’t mind.” Another moment crawls by before it dawns on him that it’s not etiquette that’s got Rex’s tongue, but something worse.

Nostalgia.

#rexobi #rexobi bang #captain rex #obi wan kenobi #clone wars #Star Wars #rexobi Big Bang

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lady-of-endless · 2 months

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Hello! I hope you're doing well. May I please request a romantic matchup for One Piece?

My pronouns are she/her and I prefer men.

Personality: Leo, INFJ, 1w9, HP house Ravenclaw. Making an effort to understand myself and others is important to me, so that leads to long periods of pondering my actions, as well as others’. I love having me time, though I enjoy being with those close to me from time to time. I'm very supportive, encouraging, reserved, clumsy, easily flustered, athletic, conscientious, witty and sarcastic. Though I unintentionally come across as intimidating, I'm rather gentle and caring. I'm pretty stoic and some misinterpret it as being emotionless (I honestly just want the best for everyone). I rarely lose my cool. I’m adventurous and have completed a dream of mine–living/working in a country that doesn’t speak my native language. I actively search for things to be thankful for to remind myself that there's a lot of beauty in the world, and I'm glad to experience it. I adore challenging myself both intellectually and physically. I am happiest when seeking out information, reason, and understanding. I’m really kinda superstitious…

I work as a foreign language teacher, so my job requires me to have patience, be understanding, be able to think on my feet, and be creative. I'm incredibly determind, which helps push me through difficult days. I strongly encourage those I teach to speak their minds and have open discussions.

My love languages are definitely acts of service and words of affirmation. I don't dislike physical affection when it's from my s/o, but I don't tend to seek it out. Quality time is fine, especially when we're just doing our own thing but sitting near each other. I will always appreciate gifts but hate feeling like I owe others.

Likes and Dislikes: I love discussing topcs that revolve around enigmas. It's not as important to have others agree with me as it is to explore the unknown with them. I like practicing the languages I know, biology, demonology, genealogy, reading, museums, Victorian history, singing, alternative rock and metal music, and exploring my surroundings. Cats and rodents are top tier pets. A large portion of what I read/watch relates to the occult. I dislike storms, large bodies of water, and people who always turn disagreements into arguments.

Hobbies: Writing horror stories, DnD, reading, singing, listening to music, playing the piano, dancing, watching horror movies, drawing, and yoga. As an avid horror fan, animated movies are for sure a guilty pleasure of mine.

Appearance: long wavy auburn hair and my eyes are more of a honey brown. I always wear round glasses. I'm pale with freckles on my cheeks and nose. 5’9, lean, more of an hourglass shape and have a bit of muscle. I mostly wear black and white, but also lilac :) My asthetic is a mix between grunge and dark academia.

I hope this wasn't too painfully long! 💜💜

Author's Note: Thank you for your request! Please dont apologize for the long description, it's helpful and very enjoyable. Hope you'll like it!

I ship you with... Mihawk!

(lovely gif is not mine, please show appreciation to the OP)

- Your ambitious personality draws him in, thinking of how beneficial is to collaborate with someone as ambitious and capable as him. Not to mention your ability to not lose your cool.

- He's feelings go from doubt, to fascination, to respect and then to attraction. He also takes time to understand himself and his feelings so it will definitely be a slow burn.

- He likes that you take time to ponder and then act. Whenever he sees you deep in thought he can't help it but wonder what's going on in that pretty mind of yours.

- Please be a little sarcastic with him too, he'll secretly like that.

- The fact that you try to find the beautiful things in life is something that he wants to learn from you but won't admit. You'll see him try though.

- Unintentionally intimidating looking? You two would look like such a power couple, oh my. Also your grunge and dark academia aesthetic goes so damn well with his aesthetic.

- He thinks that you are a magnificent woman. As days go on and he discovers more about you, you slowly become his muse.

- Because he knows just how determined, analytical and creative you are, he'll probably propose you to come with him to Cross Guild meetings. You'll be a fine addition and a great advisor. (this also gets him the chance to show you off)

- I think that even some of your likes and hobbies will perfectly match his. So perfectly that Mihawk is a bit doubtful at first. He's a bit confused, he always thought that his likes were a bit well, unique.

- Will love to spend a late night talking with you about enigmas and the occult over a glass of wine.

- He will ask you if you could play the piano for him after he had a long day. You may not notice but he looks the most enamoured when you're playing the piano for him.

- Oh and expect reading dates. He takes pride in his library so that's where you two would spend most of the time together.

- He takes note of your dislikes. During stormy weather, Mihawk will invite you next to him to keep you warm. He will start reading to you so that you'll hear his voice instead of the wind and the thunders from outside. He hates it when disagreements turn into arguments as well, so expect him to always come to you and discuss calmly whatever disagreement you two might have.

- Dear, to me you sound like the perfect match for Mihawk, I have nothing else to say.

#one piece #mihawk #one piece mihawk #one piece matchup #one piece matchups #dracule mihawk #mihawk x reader #one piece x reader #one piece x you

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bitegrip · 8 months

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not sure where else to put this n i've posted abt spop here before but. i am revisiting the series on a whim & i have a girlfriend now (fhfhdj life update?) who i love vv much and angella reminds me sm of her that i cried a little when she sacrificed herself. this is the first time that i've cried over a character death/piece of fiction since i was a child & the first time it's bc of personally seeing my reality mirrored in a character n i am UPSET

#yall. im going through it.#it does not help that I ALSO RESEMBLE KING MICAH #AND THEIR DYNAMIC RESEMBLES OURS #LIKE. IN VERY KEY WAYS. FUCKING #this is a first for me im so amused & moved snjsjjfjjg #anyw i love her sm & yes i am extremely lucky #leo's mind is an enigma #text #tag later #what is micah & angella's ship name i need to cope

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loaffofbred · 9 months

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Hmm.. interesting (qsmp rambles)

Note: All roleplay/characters

So much has happened lately in one day! Apparently Bad has to do a survey for the fed, Cellbit has done the final code/enigma, Forever's plan to leave the island, Pac&Mike's plan against Foolish, and Roier found a book that Foolish possibly wrote with a gun in the grandma room of Cellbit's castle.

I find all of them interesting, but since im massively biased, i wanna focus on Foolish's and Bad's since im super curious with what's been happening to them. The questions seem like they plan to do something to change themselves, maybe they'll make actual changes? It'll be interesting if they actually listen to the suggestions and answers of the different members. Bad used the reward in order to ask the possible entities the federation has created, which is pretty smart since itll answer several of the questions we have, including the code, the eggs, and the island overall. It's interesting that the federation is rewarding or making transactions with this, I guess its self aware of everyone's distrust. If they ever do answer the question honestly, i feel like they'll be just as vague, but at least they're giving answers unlike the past months lmao

About Foolish's book and gun in Cellbit's castle, the thing is, theres at least 2 possibilities:

Richas was the one that put it, including the gun! Since he has a gun himself and may know some spanish, and is there to simply hide it for fun or for others to also possibly get it.

Foolish hid it, changed the contents of the book ( since the book wasn't with codes nor written in spanish before ) because he wanted to give a gun for fun! This is indicated further based on Foolish's (supposed to be qsmp) recent stream with the emoji as Grandma and his statements about his guns to Forever, saying he already has possible plans behind it. This means he did this offstream ;)

It's definitely leaning more towards Foolish, especially the overall mannerisms of the book, with the middle finger at the end of the page and random codes. But i wonder why he would do it in general, most likely for fun since its not like many ppl have any ammo for the gun. Yet I cant help but feel like its such a weird move, especially now that many people suspect him to be working for the federation! But this does establish that he would never be fully with the feds, which are definitely against spreading around guns lmaoo

I'm not super informed about Pac&Mike's possible plan, but from what I know they may use Rey(Phoenix) as a hostage, possibly do something to Foolish's dragon (Keep in mind they will be avoiding hurting Leo here), or kill him after an interrogation;

Killing him off wont be too incriminating, maybe except the badge but thats it really it

Interrogating him may be useful as long as they don't go in circles like the previous interrogations, its best to listen but also dont expect a direct answer from him. Imo its best to keep it casual, but if they don't have the patience, then go off

Rey as a hostage - Maybe possibly can work since he can be very attached to animals, i.e Mr. Mustard, but it depends highly if he feels actually threatened.

Destruction of Foolish's Dragon - Easier but more riskier to execute, probably should be the last resort!

If theres one thing i would recommend when it comes to trying to get through to Foolish, Bad probably knows more tactics since he knows Foolish very well. I know the trap/revenge will be done tomorrow but I feel like they could've benefited from taking advice from Bad at some point. Not sure if this is confirmed but if Foolish does stream tomorrow I wonder how he'll react to Pac&Mike's experiences. Since his moral compass is nowhere near similar to theres, I think they may misunderstand his intentions based solely off of his not so straight morals. If Mike ever does do revenge, from what I know of Foolish, he would never clap back at Mike (unless if it involves Leo and his family). Foolish is pretty chill and tries not to maintain any grudges, so if he was killed off, I think he would understand. In the end though, I do hope they come to an understanding! Foolish definitely still has to lie just because of his job lmao buttt, I think they can still come to an understanding without all the info he has.

anyways thats all folks, carry on!

#qsmp #qsmp badboyhalo #qsmp foolish #qsmp pac #qsmp mike #qsmp cellbit #qsmp forever #qsmp roier #qsmp theory?#rambleeeesss

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turtle-babe83 · 2 years

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Greetings!! I LOVVVEEE your writing so much, been on a whole TMNT kick especially the bayverse. I am IN LOVE with Raph, always have been for years!!

Can you do one with my human oc Miyoko who is a short shy girl who has a thing for Raph and he finds out from the pieces of writing she does on her free time about the things she loves about him, for example: his eyes, voice, his strong muscular physique, loves watching him working out.

And after seeing the writing, Raph surprises her, telling her his feelings and showing her physically with everything she has fantasized about all this time [basically getting rough and dirty *wink wink*] and it is all from what Miyoko has wrote about. Leaving her in a red blushing breathless mess.

So sweet and sexy! ♥️😍 Sorry it took so long to get done!

Sexier than Fiction

Raph x OC Miyoko (fem)

Warning: Language and NSFW 18+ only

That’s right, baby, groan and sweat for mama, Miyoko thought to herself. Watching Raphael lift weights was one of her favorite pastimes. Pulling her notebook out of her messenger bag, she made a few notes for later. While her friends wrote fanfics about movie stars and rockstars, she devoted her writing skills to the hotheaded terrapin. Her cheeks heated up at the thought of writing out a new smut piece based on his current workout.

“Whatcha writin’ there, girlie?” his deep voice interrupted her musing.

Slamming the journal shut, she looked up sheepishly. The object of her obsession was giving her his signature smirk, and despite her embarrassment at being caught, her tummy fluttered with want.

“It’s no-nothing, Raphael, just some notes for uh, work,” Miyoko lied, slipping it back into her bag.

One big eye ridge shot up, but otherwise, he decided to leave it alone. For now. His adorable little friend was always writing in that notebook, but kept it very private. His curiosity was killing him. Maybe if he could read it, he would get some insight into the shy girl’s mind. Raphael could admit to himself that she intrigued him. She was short and cute, sweet and sexy, and an enigma. He knew she considered them to be friends, but he yearned to find out what chance he might have for more. He had to get that journal.

“I should probably get going,” Miyoko murmured, standing and slinging the bag over her shoulder.

Raph had to think fast. He followed her out into the lair, wracking his brain for ideas. He spotted a book, one of Leo’s with Japanese poetry. It would make a good swap in her bag. Now, how to distract her…

“Miyokocakes! I baked cookies! You gotta try them and tell me what you think,” Mikey called from the kitchen.

Perfect. Saved by Mikey’s culinary obsession. With a grin, he slipped a finger under her shoulder strap and lifted. Immediately, she grabbed her bag in a panic.

“What are you-?” she started.

Raph wagged a finger at her, admonishing, “Now, ya can’t leave without trying a cookie. You’ll break Mikey’s heart and we can’t have that, can we?”

He pulled her bag off her shoulder and made a show of setting it down by the exit. She looked skeptical, but Mikey suddenly swooped in and grabbed her hand to pull her to the kitchen. As soon as she was distracted, Raph grabbed the poetry book and made the switch. Thinking fast, he shoved the notebook under the couch cushions and then nonchalantly strutted to the kitchen for a handful of triple chocolate chunk cookies.

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Back in the safety of his bedroom, after Miyoko had gone home, Raphael finally had the notebook in his hands. Guilt ate at him for the way he took it, but curiosity was a gnawing hunger in his gut and only reading her words would satisfy. A couple of deep breaths, and he opened the cover.

The first page wasn’t much. A few notes about work and a grocery list. So she likes Greek yogurt and Cinnamon Toast Crunch, big deal. With a huff, he flipped to the middle where a larger draft of writing caught his eye. He skimmed down until he noticed his name in the second paragraph. Wait a minute. He read a little more, then with wide eyes, he flipped back several pages. HOLY MOTHER OF GUACAMOLE AND ALL THE PATRON SAINTS OF TACOS!!!

Miyoko was writing smutty stories about him!! Him, Raphael, giant ninja turtle with an even bigger attitude, she wrote about fucking him. His eyes devoured page after page of detailed trysts. There were several things that surprised him about the sweet, shy girl. And the desire….oh, how his desire for her was growing. Once he got to the current page that she had made notes on today, he had to stop and take several deep breaths. He learned that she was aroused by his strength, intrigued with his long tongue, and wanted to be treated a little rougher. Well, he was just the turtle to provide….

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Miyoko was in a panic. She had searched everywhere, but her journal was missing. Oh god, what if she had left it at the lair?! She specifically remembered putting it in her messenger bag. Where could it have fallen out? If anyone saw it and read what was inside, she would just die.

The sound of tapping at her window startled her. Cautiously, she made her way over and pulled back the curtain. Raphael? What was he doing on her fire escape? She unlocked the latch and pushed it open. The barrel-chested brute climbed into her apartment, making the whole place feel tiny in comparison of his large frame. Miyoko raised a brow. He never stopped by, and she had just been at the lair a couple of hours ago.

“Hi Raph. Um, what are you doing here?” she asked softly.

Raph cleared his throat, suddenly looking guilty. He pulled something around from behind his back and held it out to her. She stared at it like it was a venomous snake about to strike. Her eyes shifted to his and she knew in that moment that he had stolen it, and that meant he had already read some of it. Miyoko wasn’t sure what was worse, her embarrassment at being caught, or her anger at his betrayal.

“I, uh, just wanted ta know more about ya,” he mumbled.

She glared, snatching the notebook out of his hands, “Then ask me. This…this…urgh!”

“Okay, okay,” Raph soothed, “I get it. What I did was sneaky and wrong. But if I hadn’t read it, I wouldn’t have known that ya like this.”

A smirk grew on his face as he strode forward, backing her up to the wall. Her eyes widened as he smacked both hands on either side of her head, then he leaned into her neck and nuzzled it with his snout. Chill bumps erupted across her skin and a shiver worked it’s way down her spine.

“Wha-what are you doing?” she squeaked.

Raph chuckled low, “I’m just fulfilling yer fantasies. I think this was in the third story I read. What happened next?”

Miyoko felt her heart nearly stop. Oh, but she did remember that story. And she knew exactly what happened next. She clenched her thighs in response and Raph growled at the action.

“Ah, I see ya remember.”

His lips skimmed over her erratic pulse, tongue slipping out to taste her smooth skin. She gasped, and he instantly moved to her mouth, not even hesitating to slip his tongue between her lips. She wanted to stay mad. She really did. But he tasted so good, and his hands were gripping her hips tightly, like he was as desperate for her as she was for him. Giving in to her lust, she kissed him back fervently, and he groaned as her little tongue rubbed against his. He took his time tasting her, building the heat between them, until she didn’t even attempt to resist his removal of her shirt. He dropped down on one knee to get closer to the hard peaks, swirling his tongue around one, then turning to suck at the other.

While he enjoyed her breasts, she moaned loudly and held his head in her hands. Who knew the quiet little bookworm could get so loud? His large mitts hooked in her joggers and the sides of her panties and slid the down her legs. Raph grinned as he pressed a kiss between her tits. Time to make the first fantasy come true. Kneeling down further, he lifted one leg over his left shoulder, and slid his hands to her backside to hold her steady. She was looking down at him through heavy, half-lidded eyes as he eased her other leg over his right shoulder. Then he stood.

“Betta brace on that ceiling, babe,” he warned her, and she pressed her hands up against the plaster.

Using the wall and ceiling to keep her right where he wanted her, Raph’s long tongue rolled out. Her cunt was in his face in this position and he decided teasing was just not in the cards tonight. He needed her ready for him. He licked and slurped, shaking his head and growling low at each pleasured gasp.

“Ya taste so fuckin’ good,” he groaned before steadily thrusting his tongue in and out of her pussy.

Her hips rocked as much as she was able in her position. Miyoko smacked the ceiling when he hit a particularly sweet spot, her face flushed. He was drawing her to the edge and it was time to jump. Her body gave way without warning, bucking against his mouth and crying out. He continued to lap at her folds until her hips stilled. Then he maneuvered her until she was in his arms, pressing kisses to her sweaty forehead.

“Shall we move on to the next fantasy?” Raph rumbled.

The satisfaction on her face egged him on. He needed to make her feel more. He needed her weak from his ministrations. He needed her legs wobbly and her skin covered in his marks. He needed…fuck. He needed to make her his own.

“Which way ta yer room?”

Not trusting her own voice, she motioned to a short hallway, and he went that direction with determined strides. Her face was bright red, the reality of what he just did, and what they were about to do, making her bashful heart flutter. He laid her on the bed, then stepped back to start undressing himself. Miyoko watched every move he made, every bit of skin exposed.

“I can’t believe this is actually happening,” she murmured. “Am I dreaming?”

Raphael dropped his shorts to the floor, having gone commando, and grinned impishly, “My boner would say otherwise. But if it’s a dream, I don’t wanna wake up.”

“Now,” he leaned over the bed and began to climb on and stalk her as she scrambled back, “how do ya want me? On top? Behind? Under ya?”

Miyoko couldn’t stop staring at the massive erection bobbing between his legs. Would he even fit? Raphael followed her gaze and saw what had her rapt attention. He wrapped a hand around himself and gave a few hard jerks.

“Ya wanna touch me?” he growled.

Her eyes snapped up and she licked her lips. Tentatively, she wrapped her tiny hands around him and slid them up and down. A churr vibrated his chest and she stopped, unsure.

“Keep going, sweetheart. That feels amazin’,” he groaned.

Confidence restored, she pumped a little harder, and watched the look of bliss on the big guy’s face. When a bead of precum spouted out of the tip, she leaned down and caught it on her tongue.

“Fuuuuck.”

Suddenly, she was flat on her back and his tip was nudging her entrance. He pushed her legs back to open her up more and slowly eased forward. Miyoko slid her arms around his neck and held him tightly, whimpering at the intrusion.

“Mmm, so damn tight. Try to relax for me, Miyoko.”

She nodded and thought back to how it felt when it was his tongue deep in her cunt, wiggling and massaging her sensitive walls. She grew wetter at the thought and he slipped in a little further. Then an idea hit him.

“Ya know, ya aren’t the only one wit fantasies. There’re a few from yer book that I’ve imagined. Sometimes, I lay in my bed, thinking bout ya, and my hand goes wanderin’,” he whispered low.

Her eyes widened. Raph thought about her when he jerked off? He took a moment to kiss and nibble at her neck and then while gently rocking his hips, he described some of his dirtiest thoughts about her. The filthier he talked, the slicker her canal became. When he finally hilted, her eyes were glazed over with lust and her inner walls squeezed him tight.

“That’s my good girl,” Raph purred, “I want ya to be my girl. That alright wit ya?”

She felt her heart melt and nodded eagerly, “I’d love to be yours, Raphael.”

“Ya know,” he whispered, “I take good care of what’s mine.” Then he pulled back and slammed it home.

Miyoko’s cries and moans were beautiful music to his ears as he built a steady rhythm. The petite woman was so snug around him, it was all he could do not to blow his load too early. He captured her mouth and swallowed her whimpers, coaxing her tongue to explore his larger mouth. Miyoko was naturally sexy and didn’t even know it. Feeling her womb spasm, she tore her mouth away and panted and wailed, her second release even stronger than the first. Miyoko’s face was flushed and sweaty as she gazed up at his victorious smirk.

“I’m gonna cum, sweetheart, but we ain’t done yet. Not by a long shot,” Raph warned. “I got all night and pages of smut to fulfill.”

Miyoko surprised him again with a soft kiss to his snout. Red-faced and still a little shy, she murmured, “I have more than one notebook….”

♥️

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bratshaws · 2 years

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goodness gracious 78. brb x oc

a/n: *sprinkles some shit in this chapter because I am just feeling like it * also this week might be a bit rough for me but I will keep uploading daily. If I don't I'll let you guys know, just send some good vibes my way peeps I think I'll need it.

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pairing: plus size!oc x rooster

warnings: fluff??, Bea's brothers (esp Michael ) being a gd menace

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Beatrice keeps her eyes on her brothers as they run after the pilots, it was almost comical how both Michael and Guillermo literally stood out from the group by being so immensely tall, with an average sized Leonardo right behind. It wasn’t so bad, at first, they all worked together really nicely, avoiding being tackled just by leaping away.

That is until Guillermo remembered that he was a quarterback and he had a lot more power than most of the guys. He could trek through the others so easily, holding the ball above his head with his face so blank it was like Michael Myers decided to play. The others tried everything, jumping to grab the ball, Coyote even dug his feet into the sand only for Guillermo to just drag him forward when he walked.

It was hilarious.

And a bit worrisome.

Beatrice couldn’t sit down, she kept pacing in front of the seating area about to step in if Bradley got hurt - she didn’t think her brothers would hurt him willingly, but it was still something to think about. He seemed to be having fun, laughing and avoiding Guillermo’s huge frame by skidding to the left like she told him to do, but the ball remained in between her oldest brother’s hands.

Every once in a while, Rooster looked over to where she was just to let her know he was fine, he wanted desperately to walk over and kiss her just to prove he was okay, but he could. The game was still going and her brothers were there, well, he knew Michael and Leonardo wouldn’t mind but Guillermo was a bit of an enigma to him still.

The oldest of the Schiavoni siblings was the quiet brooding type, but he knew he always softened when it came to Bea. Even if Bradley was now accepted into the family, there were still other things he had to deal with along the way…he wondered how they’d feel once they found out they were going to live together.

She wanted to tell her parents last, but said nothing of her siblings. He didn’t know if there was a time where it’d be easier to let them know…but until then, he could handle this. They already got a place! They just had to make it public.

They didn’t know how long they stayed there, but there was a point where Guillermo stepped out saying he was done. He put on his shirt and grabbed the keys from Michael’s pocket when his brother was distracted, telling him he’d be waiting in the car but not before he got closer to Bea and kissed her forehead, giving her the smallest yet kindest smile that dropped back to the neutral line as he nodded to the other women and walked back to the car.

Then Leonardo stepped back too, pressing two fingers on his wrist to check his heartbeat, “Fucking Christ,I’m old.”

‘You are one year older than Brad, Leo.”

Leonardo grumbled, “Yeah, don’t remind me.” he mutters, tapping his shirt free of sand before he puts on his top as well, groaning in pain when he lifts his arms, “My joints feel like granite.”

“I think you are exaggerating.” her brother just glared her way, playfully shoving her shoulder with a small smile. The male pilots were drenched with sweat, panting like old dogs that could no longer hunt while Michael was beaming, skin flushed red and just as covered with sweat, but he looked nothing like the others. He looked younger than he was, the hair he usually kept in his half bun falling in front of his eyes, “He looks happy.”

“I’m sure he does.” Leonardo groans, “I think I need some first aid.”

“Oh shush.” Beatrice playfully swats his bicep, then turns her attention to Bradley who looked downright delectable shining with sweat and flushed such a lovely red color. His chest heaved with his breathing, wiping the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, but his lips immediately turned into a smile when he met her eyes. “Not too hurt,right?”

Her question earns a soft laugh out of him, “No, not hurt at all, to be honest.” he looks back to where Michael is, putting on his shirt and buttoning as low as before, “It was really fun.” he could see those green eyes brimming with worry, even if she smiled, it was obvious she wanted to know if he was alright without asking. He smirks, “I’m fine, I promise.”

“Okay.” she replies with a sigh, nodding towards him with her hands clasped together.

Michael is all smiles, grinning so wide it’s like his head was going to get split in half with how happy he was. He clapped Leonardo’s shoulder, tugging him to his chest and earning a ‘ew your wet chest hair is all over my face!’ which the promptly decided to ignore, keeping his brother close, “That was really fun, wasn’t it Leo? Of course it was.” Leonardo rolled his eyes with a frown, seeing that his brother answered his own question, “Anyway, let’s do that again, I moved back and I think it’ll be good for the old bones to get back into sports.”

Beatrice arches one eyebrow at him, “You are a boxer, Michael…and you are forty one, you are not old.”

“Maybe, but I’m getting there.” he chuckles, a deep humming sound that comes from within his chest, “At least we’ll live close by, huh Bea? We’ll be almost neighbors.”

Oh.

Beatrice opened her mouth to speak but the words were stuck in her throat, something that Bradley noticed, placing a hand on her lower back to comfort seeing how anxious she was starting to get. Beatrice’s body relaxed once she feels his huge hand touching her back, thumb following the line of her spine soothingly, the repetitive movements helping her nervous heart ease down, “Well–”

“Oh, you moved close to their new place? That’s pretty cool!” comes Shells voice from the side, unaware that her siblings had no idea she planned on moving in with Rooster nor that they already got themselves a place to stay. Michael and Leonardo slowly turned their head to their little sister, the oldest of the two with his hands on his hips and his smile turning confused.

“Wait, moving in? I wasn’t told of that.” comes Leonardo’s voice, breaking the silence and looking over his shoulder to see if Guillermo was coming back. He wasn’t, thankfully, because that would only turn this situation a lot messier than they thought. But both Michael and Leo were a lot more attuned with Beatrice’s feelings than their older brother, and one look at her was enough to tell him that she was very nervous to say that, “...but you don’t need my permission! You are almost thirty and no longer a child! I’m very happy for you!”

Beatrice blinks up in surprise, her worried façade melting into a relieved smile as she hears her brother’s comforting words to her. Of course Michael would be supportive, he was the…rebel of the family, he’d be all for a sudden chaos or a break in the common family chain. Leonardo’s smile…she isn’t sure if it’s because of pain or because he’s happy as well - maybe both - followed by his weak thumbs up because he couldn’t lift his arm higher than that, was heartwarming too.

Unfortunately they couldn’t stay, a short but loud horn vibrated from the front of the bar, which meant Guillermo was telling them to speed it up. Michael scoffs, muttering to himself about how he was a ‘spoilsport’ before he turns to Beatrice and kisses her forehead before messing her hair with one of his hands. She whines out a complaint, slapping his bigger hand from her head only to earn a deep chuckle, before hitting knuckles with Bradley as a goodbye.

Leonardo did the same, albeit with more groans and moans of pain, having to be escorted out of the little seating area by his older brother picking him by the shoulder and carrying him forward like a toddler. Beatrice waved them both goodbye, easing out a nervous breath she didn’t even notice she was holding, turning her head back to Rooster who had his lips tilted in a small smirk, “That wasn’t so bad.” she mutters once her brothers are both far from sight, “I expected…I don’t know what I expected.”

“Well, we both know sometimes our expectations aren’t what we end up with.” he replies casually, leaning down to kiss the top of her head as the officers behind them talked amongst themselves, “We better go back home, I need a shower. I’d hate to come back to the bar sticking with sweat.”

“Yeah, that’d be terrible.” she giggles, grabbing his hand that dropped from her lower back, interlacing their fingers together, “Penny would probably kick you out.” she whispered the last part since the bar owner was sitting just a few steps away with Pete by her side, “You know she hates when people come smelling to the bar.”

Bradley laughs softly, agreeing with her before he grabs his white tank tee he left folded on one of the seats. Both of them wave their goodbyes, the officers telling Bea to ‘invite her brothers again whenever she wanted’ and she laughs with the promise she’d do that, knowing that Michael would be more than happy to come. Leo, not so much. He’d probably be still soaking his muscles in hot water by the time they play another game.

She didn’t know how it happened, but she and Bradley were now walking Jolene past midnight around his neighborhood after her shift at the Hard Deck. Maybe it was because the weather wasn’t too cold that night and the heat would be dealt with by walking close to the shore, but it was very nice.

“I half expected Michael to show up at the bar.” she says as she sits on the sand, Jolene a bit ahead of them sniffing a little mound that undoubtedly had a crab inside that wasn’t stupid enough to come out, “With him here and all now, he’d be the type to surprise visit me.”

Bradley chuckles, leaning back on his hands as they watch the waves crash against the sand quite strongly, but they were at a safe distance from the ocean. “I don’t think it’d be so bad if he did, the others liked him.” he shrugs, “He’s fun, a bit crazy, but fun.”

“I know he is fun…but the crazy part is also true. My brother has the alcohol tolerance of a purebred horse, I’ve never seen someone chug so much alcohol and not be affected by it.” she mutters, bringing her knees up to her chin so she could hug her legs, holding them close to her by clasping her wrist. But she had a smile on her face in the end, “But I love him, I know I complain about my siblings a bit but I love Mike. I’m glad he’s back.”

Not to mention that having him back meant she’d have more help when it comes to getting a new car. Her father knew cars like the back of his hand, but his knowledge of modern vehicles was limited and his interest wasn’t really the best, preferring everything before her birth and backwards. Michael however, was the one that knew everything about cars and motorcycles, not that she’d get a motorcycle but it’s good to have that type of knowledge.

Silence takes over them after a while, the wind hitting their faces and Beatrice lowering her lips to prevent them from getting dry,”You know,” she begins, shaking her head with a smile, “I’ve been thinking about it and…I mean,I…” shr shrugs, still trying to find her words, “A lot has happened before I turned thirty. And…I don’t know I guess it’s more than I ever expected.” he turns his head towards her in questioning and Beatrice drops her hand to the sand to draw with her fingernail, “I think the main one is well,I met you.”

She looks at him with her face red, seeing his lips curl up into a pleased smile, “And ever since then, I guess…my life took a turn for the better. I was really stagnant,Roos. I was part of a routine that never changed: wake up, have breakfast, take Jolene on a walk, get back, do yoga, spend, I don't know how long, worrying about stuff, go to the bar, repeat. I don’t regret it, it wasn’t a bad type of routine it was just…you know? The usual thing every day. And probably wallow in my own self pity and anxiety until I could no longer understand what was reality and what was a figment of my imagination.”

Bradley hums, scooting closer to her so their shoulders touch, grabbing the hand that was currently drawing on the send to lift to his lips, kissing her knuckles with a smile. “Well, you know when it’s real or not now, right?” her cheeks redden but she nodded. He looks down at her fingers, especifically her ring finger with interest, rubbing its length with his thumb much to Beatrice’s obliviousness. He knew it was dumb, but he was trying to figure out her size with his own fingers - which were bigger than hers by a good amount.

He couldn’t get to the jewelry box she keeps in her room to check for other rings, so he was improvising right now. Beatrice didn’t stop him, she just leaned her head on his shoulder as both watched the waves.

“You know what makes me really excited about all this?” she asks, enjoying the caressing to her fingers with a smile, “We have similar decoration styles.”

He stops, furrows his eyebrows then relaxes them with the realization, “Wow, we do. I never noticed.” Of course Beatrice had the pop culture mixed in, which he doesn’t mind but their whole ‘aesthetic’ per se was very minimalist and neutral colored, modern too. “I guess that makes it easier for us to figure out how to arrange the house how we like it.”

God they had a house. Fair, it was rented but they had a house. He was now slowly starting to notice that this was a real deal, that Beatrice and him were going to really live together. He knew there were things that he couldn’t control, like whenever he was deployed - which thankfully there were no talks about it yet- and she’d be pretty much alone in their house with Jolene. And while Jolene was a pitbull, she was never aggressive, she was actually a bit of a scaredy cat most of the time.

But that could wait until they moved in, he didn’t want to think about being deployed now, fearing that just thinking about it would make it happen sooner than later. It was his job but that didn’t mean he wanted it to happen before they moved in and she had to do everything alone. God he hoped it’d take a little while longer for him to actually go.

“Yeah, and there are rooms in the house where we can put one of the couches. And we have a guest room too.” she explains, breaking him out of his worried thoughts, “So we can put one of the beds. I think we’ll use the space really nicely, don’t you?”

“Well it is a lot of space.” he chuckles, “I think we’ll do good.”

“Yeah.” she whispers, her head lifting from his shoulder with her lips forming an ‘oh!’ “Oh, so I was thinking, for my birthday,” he slowly turns his head towards her, arching one eyebrow, “Maybe we can go karaoke and go eat out somewhere! What do you think? We can invite some people too.”

Bradley tries his best to keep his face neutral, pursing his lips with a nod “I think I can do that.” He hopes she couldn’t see in his face how he already had everything planned, settled and ready to go for next week. Thank God for Evelyn’s amazing organization skills, because neither he or Shells would be able to pull half of the things she did. She had a whole file where she put down everything needed for Beatrice’s surprise birthday party, “I don’t see why not.” Her brilliant smile was enough to make his heart turn into goo, she looked so happy just by the thought of having their friends and himself on a little get together.

Oh if only she knew what was going to happen, “I mean, I could ask some of my family members to come too. My parents wouldn’t join, they aren’t very…tech savvy, but Michael,Leo and Cyn would.” he hums, agreeing with her, keeping in mind to send them a message before he forgot, “But it’ll be fun!”

“Of course it will, we are going to celebrate you.” he replies smoothly just so her cheeks turned crimson and her eyes softened as she looked at him. When the wind started to pick up, Jolene rushed to their side and launched herself in between them, curling against their bodies trying to shield herself from the wind, “I think it’s better if go back,” he says already pushing himself upwards, helping Beatrice up and smiling down at the pittie who remained in between the two “Jojo is ready to leave.”

“Howling wind does make her a bit nervous, come here baby.” she coos, picking the dog up so she could carry her like an actual child, with Jolene’s huge head nestled on the curve of Beatrice’s shoulder. She follows Brad to the Bronco, still holding Jolene tight to herself but blinks when she feels the furs on her back suddenly stand to an end, “Jojo?” the dog’s head is directed somewhere else, her throat vibrating in a quiet growl that makes both of them stop and look at her, “Jojo, what’s the matter? Maybe there’s a cat.” Beatrice answers Bradley’s confused stare.

Both of them jump at a loud bark breaking the silence, something that Jolene never does and that makes both of the humans with her stare into the darkest part of the street. Rooster’s narrowed eyes try to see something, anything, but it was too dark for him to see, so he steps in front of Beatrice in hopes he could have any idea why Jolene suddenly got mad. He hears Beatrice gently calming Jolene down, the low growling still present which meant that whatever was bothering her was still in the direction they were all looking at, “Brad?” Beatrice’s soft voice calls, which promptly makes him hold a hand back for her to be quiet for a bit, moving his eyes around but not being able to see anything.

There is a noise from beyond, the clatter of a trash can’s lid falling to the ground making Jolene bark one more time, except this time Bradley can see what was actually bothering her: a raccoon. “Oh my God,” Beatrice heaves out a sigh, watching the small animal scurry away from there and disappear into the night “God that scared me.” Jolene ‘boofed’ towards the gray critter in warning, “It was just a raccoon, Jojo, it’s all good.”

Bur Bradley wasn’t convinced. He didn’t know why but his eyes remained in the same direction, Jolene wouldn’t bark even for squirrels, why would she bark for a raccoon? He was starting to get the same feeling from when Damon was not following them. Something in him was on high alert, something in him got closer to Beatrice, gently ushering her to the car with his narrowed gaze back to the dark area. If there was someone there, a mugger or something of the sort, they didn’t step closer.

Unless it was, God forbid, Chloe…but she already fucked her career enough, she wouldn’t try to pull any bullshit like that. He hesitated on going back, only moving when Beatrice calls him and he walks to the driver’s side with his eyes still on the same direction, getting into the car to see Beatrice looking back as well, since Jolene supported her huge head on the top of the back seat, “Do you think there’s something else there?”

He kept his eyes on the rear view mirror, trying to see if there was something moving or any light that would turn on the second they got to the car, but there wasn’t, “I don’t know, maybe there’s more raccoons. I can’t be sure.”

“A person?”

Bradley inhales, turning the car on, “I’m not sure, baby.” if there was, they were really well hidden in there, so well hidden he couldn’t see anything, “It is past midnight, strange people roam around this time. Can’t be too careful.” she agrees, leaning back against the seat to sigh softly, placing her interlaced hands on top of her thighs. While still a bit nervous by Jolene’s sudden aggressive behavior to whatever it was hidden in the dark, they managed to get back to his apartment safely.

Beatrice chews her lower lip once inside, running her hands through her hair as she thinks about what just happened minutes ago. It was strange, and a bit scary, but neither of them were hurt so that’s always good. She sighs, kicking off her sneakers and putting her bag on the coat hanger before she meets Bradley in the kitchen, pushing herself to sit on the counter top as he pours himself some water, offering a glass to her, “Thanks.” she murmurs, sipping the cool drink slowly, swinging her feet back and forth.

“You are welcome.” he says back, kissing her cheek and leaning his lower back on the counter’s edge, trying to ease his mind from what happened by thinking of anything but Jolene’s weird behavior, “So, when do you want to check the car out?”

“I’ve looked some stuff up and probably on monday.” she says, holding the glass with both hands, “I can ask Mike to help me out, so you don’t have to worry. He’s really good with cars and whatnot…and well, he has a lot of experience with cars and motorbikes and such.” she shrugs, giving him a small smile, “And well, yeah,I think that’d be good.”

“I’m okay with that,” the pilot replies with a little smile, drinking his own water slowly, “It’ll be a long week, but I’ll be calm enough for your birthday on Saturday.” he grins, kissing her forehead when she gave him a thankful smile, dropping his lips to the tip of her nose then her mouth, “I think around…eight would be a good time to go, huh?” not because that was the scheduled time Evelyn managed to get them, but Bea didn’t have to know that.

“I think so! It’s usually open around seven, so yeah!It’ll be fine!” she grins, still swinging her feet, “Did you ever go to a karaoke bar?”

Bradley chuckles, “Have I? Yes, absolutely.”

“And what’s your go to song?” she asks with genuine interest, placing the empty glass in the sink, “Any Jerry Lee Lewis ones?”

“While I love his music, very few karaoke bars have them.I had a bit of everything, and I’m not telling you yet, it’ll be a surprise when we go there.” he finishes his sentence by taking a slow sip of his water.

Beatrice stares at him for a while, her smile widening, “It’s Backstreet Boys isn’t it?” he chokes, placing a hand under his chin to hold back the dribble as he tries to calm down his shocked coughing. He didn’t know how she figured out so easily, he wasn’t exactly ashamed of liking Backstreet Boys, they were a good band, but it wasn’t something he shared with everyone, “I’ve heard you humming to I Want it That Way one time in the shower when you thought I was asleep. It was really cute, Roos.”

Bradley licks his lips and wipes his chin, his coughing diminishing until it is finally gone, “It’s a good song.” she just giggles, mentioning it was cute no matter what and Bradley’s cheeks warm up just a bit, just enough for him to look away. He honestly preferred them to think about him singing Backstreet Boys by the top of his lungs than what happened close to the beach hours before. “What about you, what is your favorite song?”

Beatrice shrugs, “I don’t have one. I think. I can never really choose, I get a bit…over excited when I see the options.”

“I thought you were going to say Great Balls of Fire but,” he shrugs, with a little pout, looking away from her, “I’m not hurt by it.” Beatrice laughs, which in turn makes his lips quirk up in a smile as he steps closer to her, her legs parting so accommodate him better, “But seeing you singing it was really good for me.” he mutters with his lips on hers.

Beatrice however, blinked, her lips just brushing his as her head recoiled in surprise, “Where did you see me singing it?”

“Shells sent me the video when you guys went there, when I was deployed.” Beatrice’s face slowly lost color, little by little the usual light peach coloring turned lighter and lighter, “It was really cute, you don’t have to be embarrassed.”

“Oh my God, that’s why she was recording!! She just said to keep it for prosperity!!” she covers her face with both hands, whining into her palms, “That’s so–”

“Cute and adorable and probably sexy too since it’s you we are talking about.” he smiles, hugging her shoulders when her forehead pressed on his chest, “You know it is. And you know I loved seeing you singing it.” Beatrice whines again on his shirt, her face so hot he could feel it through his top, “And you can sing it again at a…later time…when we are alone and less clothed.”

Her swat to his arm was light but enough to sting a bit, lifting her head just enough to glare at him playfully,”You are terrible.” she’s still blushing a violent shade of red “But I’ll consider.” she yelps out in surprise when he picks her up by the legs, laughing when he travels all the way back to his room, kicking the door behind him.

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