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Temptations

Commissioned by: @blueblondewonhoishot

Warning: Smut, Angst

Word Count: 11.2k

Everyone wants to fall in love, but sometimes love isn't enough to keep you together, and sometimes someone tries to break you apart.

As the youngest child in your family, you were always the last one to find out anything, especially if it had anything to do with the family business that your grandfather worked so hard to build.

Being the youngest of 3 had its perks, but honestly there were more disadvantages than anything, considering you were the only girl as you had two older brothers. It was clear since you could remember your father and grandfather groomed your brothers to become the perfect workers, and perfect people to take over the company when they passed. No one ever considered you, because with you being a girl, you were supposed to just get married and have children while being a stay at home mom.

You weren't here for that life. It had taken you a while of begging for your father to even consider allowing you to work an entry level position in the company at the age of 20, but you were strong willed and determined to prove you had just as much potential and capability to run the company as good, if not better than your brothers.

When you turned 25, you were made a financial advisor, and you'd finally earned a slight nod of approval from your father. It was the most acknowledgment at work you had gotten from him that wasn't really work related. Today was the best birthday you had, and now nothing was going to get in your way now.

"Lee Hoseok, graduated top of your class at SNU, majoring in Finance." Mr. Park murmurs.

"Yes sir." Hoseok nods, holding his head up high. He needed this job, Christ did he need this job. His bills were piling up, his grandmother's hospital bills. She had told him not to worry and that she was handling it while he was in school but now it was just found out she hadn't been handling it. Hoseok's parents weren't around any longer, having taken off when he was younger, so he had no one. His grandma was all that he had, and he would do whatever he needed to do to take care of her.

"We'll give you a shot. Come back tomorrow, 8am, 6th floor. Ask for Kim Y/N, She'll take care of you." Mr Park says, abruptly leaving Hoseok sitting there, his nerves finally melting away.

The next day, you excitedly entered the large building of Jangu. Co. You grew up but for the first time it was your first day now as a financial advisor. No more slumming it on the 3rd floor with the Analyst's for you, no, you were now hitting the big leagues on the 6th floor and you couldn't be more excited.

"Good morning Y/N." The 6th floor secretary, and one of your best friends, Minsu smiles.

"Ah, yes it is." You reply with a giant smile of your own.

"Wait." She calls after you. Minsu grabs your wrist, pulling you around the corner before leaning in closely to you. "You're showing someone around today." She whispers, peaking around to make sure no one hears her.

"What?" You ask, not quite understanding why anyone would choose you, considering this was your first day as well.

"I don't know specifics, but just that you have to show him around until the advisors meeting at 10am." She finishes shrugging her shoulders before whispering bye as the phones begin to ring.

You shake off Minsu's words as you walk towards your new office.

"Oh Y/N!" You hear Minsu again from down the hall. Christ, you just want to make it to your office. Turning around you place a fake smile over your face until you notice she's not alone. Trailing along closely behind her, an extremely well built, handsome man in a tight fitted suit.

Uncontrollably, you let out a small breathy moan as you attempt to subtly look him up and down.

"Jesus christ." You whisper to yourself, adjusting your slightly unbuttoned top.

"This is Park Y/N." Minsu says, bowing to the man before winking at you and taking off.

"Hello, I'm Lee Hoseok. I was told to find you this morning. " he says. His arms made your pussy throb, and now his voice makes it throb and drip.

You clear your throat, trying to not make a fool out of yourself. "Yes, that is right. Please head to my office and I will be there in a few minutes." You say in your most professional voice.

You sounded like an idiot.

"Where's your office?" He asks.

Fuck. You didn't even know where it was.

"Um." You pause. "I'll show you." You tell him, turning down the hall, praying that this was the right way. You look closely at each door, trying to find your name while this man follows you, likely thinking you're a giant fucking idiot.

"Ms. Kim?" He questions.

"Yes?" You ask, turning around.

"Isn't this your office? Kim Y/N?" He asks, pointing to a door half way down the hall from where you currently stood.

"Oh uh yes, good eye." You say, walking back to him. "It was, uh, test." You murmur opening the door, sneaking by him to see Mr. Park, while trying not to be too embarrassed.

What was wrong with you? You've never been affected by a man like that before, and suddenly you become a giant mess? Get it together.

Hoseok couldn't help but laugh at how flustered you got. Honestly, he thought you were adorable, the way you furrowed your eyebrows, the way your cheeks became red when you were flustered and embarrassed. He enjoyed noticing these types of things about women, more specifically women he found attractive. And did he ever find you attractive. He knew he couldn't never act on anything, he needed this job more than anything and he wasn't about to lose it because of anything. He needed to stay focused and do what he was there to do.

Hoseok wanders into your office, wondering where you snuck off too and when you were coming back. He wanted to get straight to work but wasn't entirely sure where he was supposed to go, so he awkwardly sat in one of your chairs, and waited for your return.

"Mr. Park." You say, walking to his desk. Mr. Park was your father's very trusted secretary, and puppet. He did the dirty work your father didn't want to do, sometimes he wanted to keep his hands clean but Park had zero issues carrying out your father's orders. Honestly he terrified you a bit, but you refused to show it.

"Ms. Kim. What can I do for you?" He asks, his expression lifeless and cold, as usual.

"The new guy? What am I supposed to do with him?" You ask, crossing your arms. "This is not how I expected to spend my first day as a financial advisor."

"Ah yes, Mr. Lee. There's a staff meeting in 10 minutes, please bring him there and I will direct him from there." Mr. Park tells you, looking down to continue his work.

As you head back to your office, you think about what it would be like to have an office romance. You wondered if he would want to keep it a secret or declare his feelings for you in front of everyone?

No, stop it. You can't get involved with anyone, you're working your way up the corporate ladder, you can't date anyone, let alone a coworker.

"You." You say, standing at the door of your office. "Let's go." You finish turning to walk back down the hall. Hoseok quickly stands up, following behind you, but not too close.

You enter the board room with Hoseok trailing behind you. Picking a seat, he decides to pick the one directly beside you. Your face heats up again.

"Let's get this done quickly people, there's work to do." Mr. Park says, placing his papers on the table. "We have a new hire, Lee Hoseok." He says, gesturing towards him. "Everyone take care of him. He is our newest financial advisor, who will be working with Ms. Kim for the next few weeks as she shows him the ropes and how to handle the clients." He announces.

Your eyes almost pop out of your head. Are you working with him for the next few weeks? Closely? You wouldn't. You couldn't, you actually physically couldn't because you might do something you'd regret. Your attraction to him was very real, and the fact that you might do something was a very real possibility. Usually when you wanted something, you got it and as much as you tried to deny it, you wanted him. You knew you needed to keep your distance, as much as you could.

"That concludes the meeting, have a productive day." Mr. Park says before abruptly leaving the room.

"Well, shall we partner?" Hoseok smiles. You just about melt.

"Y-Yes." You mumble, standing up quickly to walk out of the room.

"Let's head to my office, you can show me how to set up my things." He smiles, moving to walk in front of you.

Unfortunately for you, his office happens to be just a few doors down from yours, and you have a perfect view of his desk, you can see your desk from his.

"Okay, so this is the client list. You can take this half, I'll keep this half." You say, deleting your half so he's not confused. "Your email is here, your phone number here, clients info is in this folder here." You say, showing him everything on his computer.

"And this.." you begin before being interrupted by Hoseok's phone loudly ringing. He quickly declines the call, placing it back in his pocket before he pays attention again. He leans over you in the chair, pointing to something on the screen. Though as he leans, his hard chest lands on your shoulder, sending a shock through your body and slight wetness to your panties.

He was about to say something to you, when his phone began ringing again. Once again, he declined the call but almost immediately it rang again.

"You should probably get that if it's going to keep ringing." You say, standing up from his desk.

"I apologize, Ms. Kim." He says, before answering the phone.

"Hello?" He whispers as you walk out of the room, back to your office.

"Ms. Kim!" You hear a voice before your very best friend saunters into your office with a mischievous smirk on her face.

"How may I help you, Chae?" You ask with a small laugh.

"New hottie. What's his deal?" She asks, sitting on your desk. "He is a goddamn snack!" She yells loud enough for surely the entire floor to hear. "Give me all the info."

"I don't know anything. I'm a professional." You say, pulling your jacket down.

"Professional my ass." She snorts. "Speaking of asses, did you see his ass? It's like a double layer cake, that I would love to eat, lord." She groans, mimicking a biting motion.

You can't help but laugh because she was absolutely right. The ass on him made you slightly jealous, but also made you hot. He was definitely one hot piece of ass. Seconds later, there's a knock on your door frame, and there stands Hoseok. You and Chae's laughing comes to a quick stop as you stare at him, trying to figure out if he heard or not.

"Ladies." He smirks.

He definitely heard.

"Would you like to join me for lunch?" He asks, cocking his head to the side.

Fuck.

"I think we're.." you begin to say before Chae so rudely interrupts you.

"We would love to. Let's go!" She says, hopping off the desk and shakes his hand while being extra flirty.

"Okay.." you finish, muttering it to yourself. "Let's go I guess."

As the three of you sit at a table and wait for your food, Chae begins to ask Hoseok a list of questions. She starts off easy as usual and then she will begin the tougher, more intimate questions.

"Where were you born?" She asks.

"Busan." He answers.

"Nickname?"

"Wonho."

"Family?"

"Mom, dad, and two older sisters." He smiles.

"Interesting. Y/N has two older brothers." She says, nudging your arm.

"Girlfriend?" She asks.

Hoseok looks uncomfortable, but lucky for him, the food arrives, saving him from having to answer her question.

The table goes quiet as you all enjoy your food. Hoseok adjusts his legs under the table, accidentally brushing his knee against yours. Your head shoots up to look at him, only to already be met by his eyes, locked on your face. He smirks before winking at you and then continuing to eat his food.

You feel like your heart might actually beat out of your chest. Your face gets flushed again as the memory of what he just did plays over and over in your head, making you blush a little harder each time you think about it.

"Right, Y/N?" You hear Chae say, bringing you out of your daze.

"What?" You say, coming back to the real world.

"It's customary to take new hires out for celebratory drinks on the Friday of their first week." She winks at you. Clearly Hoseok had seen it, because he began to chuckle.

"Yes, yep, it's tradition." You shrug with a smile.

"Okay, I'm in." He laughs, taking another bite of his food.

You couldn't wait for Friday.

That night you went home and did whatever you could to try to erase the thought of Hoseok from your mind. You didn't need this kind of distraction, or temptation if you would. But no matter what you did, your brain wouldn't let him leave.

As you doze off to sleep, your brain decides what better way to get rid of him than to have a sex dream about him.

You're standing inside the supply closet, the door propped open behind you. You're looking for paper for your printer, when you feel a body pressed up against you, and something hard in your backside.

"You've been such a tease today." Wonho grunts, wrapping his arm around you, grabbing tightly to your shirt with both hands before ripping it open, buttons flying everywhere.

Your breath hitches as he cups your breasts, grinding his cock into your ass.

"Naughty girls need to be pushed." He spits, pulling your skirt over your ass before undoing his belt to pull down his pants.

"You ready baby?" He grunts, coating his cock in some spit, pumping himself before lining himself up with your entrance.

Your hands reach up, grabbing whatever shelf you could as Hoseok rams his cock into your pussy, not letting you adjust to his size. He continuously pulls himself out before pushing back in, stretching out your walks.

"Won't tease me again, will you?" He grunts.

"If this is my punishment, I definitely will." You breathe, as Hoseok's large hand wraps around your neck, squeezing tightly.

"I want you to cum all over my cock." He growls.

Beep

Unfortunately for you, the second before you came, you were woken up by the sound of your lovely alarm clock.

You never did finish that dream.

As the week went on, you found yourself staring across the hall at Hoseok, daydreaming about what it would be like to hear him moan. How big his cock was, if he was any good at eating pussy. More than once he caught you staring, and only smiled in response.

Everytime the two of you were in the same room, you swore you could cut the sexual tension with a knife. If you had it your way, you'd happily have him swipe everything off yours or his desk and fuck you senseless in the office, but unfortunately for you fucking your coworker during working hours was against company policy, you were sure.

When Friday finally rolled around, and you were all done work, you were sitting at a table with your coworkers surrounding you, while you each had a shot and a drink in front of you, as you all laughed at some lame joke someone made. You loved that you got along so well with everyone, but you were having a hard time concentrating while Hoseok sat beside you, especially since every time he moved, his leg brushed against yours. When he would adjust his pants, his finger would lightly graze along your bare thigh. You made sure to wear a short, yet work appropriate skirt that day.

Your breath hitches as the last graze lasted a few minutes longer than the others.

"I'll be back. Bathroom break." You breathed to everyone at the table, needing to get yourself together.

You stood with your hands on the sink as you took a few deep breaths, giving yourself a small pep talk in the bathroom mirror. "You've got this. He is your coworker, that's it. Nothing more, nothing less. Get ahold of yourself, Y/N." You growl to yourself.

Taking one more breath, you pull the door open, only to be met with a pair of strong hands on your shoulders, pushing you into the wall. You look up to see a dark eyes Hoseok, breathing heavily.

"What are you doing to me?" He pants in your ear, pressing his body against yours. "I can't control myself around you." He groans.

"Then don't." You whisper.

Hoseok leans in closer to you, his luscious lips almost pressed against yours.

"I can't." He breathes, smacking his hand against the wall beside you, frustrated. "I'm sorry." He finishes before walking away.

You stand against the wall for a few seconds, trying to figure out what just happened and why he left. You shake your head as you walk back to the table, noticing Hoseok wasn't there.

"Where'd he go?" You ask Chae.

"He took off. Something about having to be up early." She shrugs.

You wondered if maybe you had done something wrong? Maybe telling him to let go around you freaked him out? Maybe he had a girlfriend? All the possibilities ran through your head all weekend as you went over every detail, trying to figure out where it went wrong.

The weekend came and gone, as quickly as it began. You laid in your bed Sunday night, wondering what Monday was going to look like. Would it be awkward or uncomfortable? Would he ignore you? Maybe act like nothing happened, although would it really be acting considering nothing truly did happen.

You fell asleep that night worried about what the next day would bring.

All morning Hoseok's office door had been closed, and he never left, giving you zero chance of speaking with him. You could just go and knock on his door, but you didn't want to disturb him or make the situation worse, so you left it alone.

You didn't see him Tuesday either.

Wednesday afternoon, you were lucky enough to be awarded a lovely visit from Mr. Park.

"Ms. Kim, you're going to be heading the Jung case with Mr. Lee. Do a good job on this. You'll be presenting to Mr. Jung and the board on Friday." He says, leaving without giving you a chance to ask any questions, like did you have to work with Hoseok? You didn't do well in awkward situations.

Taking a deep breath, you stand up from your chair to make your way to Hoseok's office. You try to shake your nerves off while you stand right outside his door. You knock three times, gently, trying to not seem too eager.

"Oh." He says. "I wasn't expecting to see you." He admits.

"Yes well here I am." You laugh. "Mr. Park has put us on the Jung case." You tell him.

"I'm on that case? He's one of the biggest clients. The commission is huge?" He says, his eyes wide.

"I know. We have until Friday and then we have to present to the board." You tell him.

"That's barely 2 days." He says, worried.

"I know. So we better get started." You tell him.

Friday came quickly, and so did the slot for your presentation. Hoseok had assured you that the two of you did an outstanding job and everyone would love it. You just hoped he was right.

"..and that concludes our proposal for Mr. Jung." You say, finishing off the presentation that you and Hoseok had worked so hard to complete.

As it turns out, your hard work seemed to have paid off, because Mr. Jung was thoroughly impressed with what you and Hoseok had come up with for him regarding his finances and agreed to go with the plan.

"Celebrate?" You asked Hoseok. He happily nodded his head and the two of you set out to your favorite spot for dinner and a drink.

One drink happened to turn into two, and then three, and continued to where the two of you were currently on your fourth drink, having finished your dinner hours ago the two of you were already slightly drunk.

"I have a confession." He says. "I like you. I've liked you since I first saw you." He says, finishing his drink before putting his hand up for another one.

You smile as you down the rest of your drink, going to admit the same thing to him. "I like you too." You whisper.

"Then what are we doing? Two people who like each other should be together!" He slurs.

"I agree Hoseok." You giggle.

"Call me Wonho." He smirks. "Can I take you home with me tonight?" He asks.

"Please take me home." You say. He puts out his hand for you to grab. Happily you take it, after hell places some bills on the table to cover the evening.

You're both silent in the cab back to his apartment, not touching each other. Wonho slowly guides his hand over the seat, sliding it over your hand. He curls his fingers, holding your hand before pulling you towards him.

Wonho leans in, going to press his lips to yours, but before he can, the cab driver pulls to the side, telling you that you were now at your destination.

Nervously, you get out of the cab, standing on the sidewalk as you wait for Wonho to finish paying. Once he does, he grabs your hand, leading you inside and to the elevator. The doors open, and Wonho pulls you in, you two being the only ones riding the elevator up.

Wonho turns to face you, walking towards you, making you back up until you hit the wall. "I've wanted to do this for so long." He growls leaning his head in close to yours, finally allowing his plump lips to press against yours. Within seconds, he slips his tongue into your mouth, both of you eagerly needing each other. Wonho bends down slightly, placing his large hands behind your thighs, signaling you to jump. You happily comply as you wrap your legs around his waist, never breaking the kiss.

The elevator doors open, you're on his floor but he doesn't set you down. Instead, he carries you to his apartment, unlocking his door and heading inside with you still wrapped around him. He makes it to the kitchen before he places you on the counter, standing in between your legs.

Wonho stands back from you, appreciating you before beginning to unbutton your shirt. Wonho never breaks eye contact as he unbuttoned the last one, sliding your shirt over your shoulders and down your arms, leaving you in your bra. He slides his hands around your back, unhooking your bra before discarding it on the kitchen floor.

He smiles as he leans his head down, cupping your breast, lifting it up to gently place a nipple in his mouth, sucking harshly.

"God." You moan, throwing your head back.

You raise your hands, running your fingers through his soft hair. You slowly push him away from you, sliding yourself off the counter, allowing your tits to bounce slightly before you get onto your knees.

You lick your lips as you unbuckle Wonho's belt, and unbutton his pants, shimmying them down his legs, along with his boxers.

"Ooh." you squeal as his cock springs free, pre cum dripping from his red tip. You tilt your head up, looking him in the eye as you lick the cum from his cock before placing it in your mouth, sucking a few times before taking in as much as him as you can.

"Shit baby." he groans, throwing his head back.

Pulling him almost out of your mouth, Wonho thrusts his hips forward, shoving his cock down your throat, causing you to choke a little.

"Fuck." he moans, letting you swallow his cock a few more times before pulling himself from your warm mouth, and standing you up. He bends you flat over the counter before spreading your legs wide. He drags your skirt and your pants down, over your ass and down to the floor.

Wonho gently sticks his fingers inside your pussy, pumping them in and out before reaching up a little more to rub your clit.

"Oh my god." You cry out, your legs shaking as he hits the perfect spot, each time.

"I'm going to fuck you." He groans, pulling his hand away from your clit.

You stand up and turn around, placing your hands on his shoulders to bring him down to the floor. Wonho lays down on the kitchen floor as you step over him before bending down and lining his cock. You line yourself up with him, slowly sinking down on his cock as he spreads your pussy, stretching you out.

"Fuck." you both cry out. You slowly start rocking your hips back and forth, making sure to rub your clit on his pubic bone as you ride him.

With a smile on your face, you adjust yourself, placing your feet on the floor, you begin bouncing on his cock, making him moan louder.

"Holy shit." he cries out.

You lean yourself back, placing your hands on his legs as you continue to bounce yourself on his cock. He reaches his hand up, rubbing your clit with two fingers.

It doesn't take long for you to cum all over his cock, your eyes rolling back into your head.

Wonho groans at the sight of you, removing his hand from your clit and pinching your nipple instead.

Minutes later, Wonho cums, spilling it all inside of you. As you take yourself off of him, his cum seeps down your leg as he shows you to the bathroom. You both clean yourselves up quick before collapsing in his bed, falling asleep instantly.

The next morning you woke up, Wonho's muscular arm draped over your body. You bite your lip and smile at the memory of what happened between the two of you last night. Although you were both drunk, you remembered it all and it couldn't have been better.

"Good morning, beautiful." Wonho mumbles, his eyes still closed as he nuzzles his head into your neck.

"Good morning." You respond, rolling over and wrapping your arm around him.

"Breakfast?" He asks, his voice muffled.

"What would you like?" You ask.

"Let's make breakfast together." He suggests.

Your heart flutters.

"Okay. Let's do it." You smile.

That morning, you and Wonho spent your time together making a large breakfast, that the two of you could barely eat. Eggs, hashbrowns, bacon, toast, pancakes. It was a meal that could feed an army, but the two of you had so much fun making it together. There were plenty of kisses shared between the two of you, along with your favorite back hugs. You could feel yourself falling deeper and deeper in love with him with every second that you spent with him, and now you'd finally decided to stop fighting it and just let yourself be happy.

You and Wonho spent the entire day together. You watched movies, talked for hours, learning all about eachother. You even told him about your father and who he was. You had thought he would have been mad or uncomfortable with the thought of dating his boss's daughter, but to your surprise he was okay. You both agreed to leave your relationship out of the office, strictly professional.

"Relationship?" You giggled. "What, are we dating now?" You laughed. It was Sunday afternoon and the two of you had spent the entire weekend together.

"We are. That is if you would take me as your boyfriend?" Wonho smiles.

"Of course." You laugh.

He laughs as he cups your face, leaning down to gently place a kiss on your lips.

You couldn't believe he was yours, and this was your life.

You were in complete bliss, for a while until everything began crumbling before you.

The first few weeks of your relationship with Wonho was amazing, you kept it professional at work and passionate outside of work. Things were just working out perfectly for you both, until a rumor started going around the office about the two of you. There was only one person you knew who was into office gossip, and she just happened to be your best friend.

"Chae." You start, standing by her in the break room.

"Oh hey! Is it true?" She asks with a smile, wiggling her eyebrows.

"Did you start it?" You ask.

"Start what?" She says.

"The rumor."

In a split second she began looking uncomfortable. As much of a gossip as she was, she was a terrible liar and a dead giveaway.

"I'm sorry! I saw you guys out for dinner, and I told Minsu but told her not to tell anyone!" She exclaims. "But she did and then it just spread." She finishes, looking apologetic but at the moment you didn't care. No one needed to know about your personal life and you thought it was pretty shitty of her to say anything in the first place instead of coming to talk to you.

"I really am sorry.." she whispers.

"Yeah, so am I." You mumble, leaving the room and heading to Wonho's office.

"There's a rumor about us." You pout as you close his door.

"I know." He smiles.

"Everyone knows." You say.

"I know that too." He laughs, looking back at his work.

"What are we going to do?" You ask, slumping down in the chair.

"What do you mean? Who cares if everyone knows? I love you. I want the world to know that I'm with the most amazing, sexy, smartest, funniest woman, and she's all mine." He smirks. "I want all the guys to be jealous you're mine, and all the women jealous I'm yours baby."

Out of all of that, there were only 3 words that you heard.

"I love you."

"You love me?" You whisper. Wonho freezes and looks at you a little shocked. He really didn't think you would have caught that. Was it too early? You had only known each other for a few weeks but he had never felt like this about any woman before. He knew you were the one the moment he set his eyes on you, the one he was going to marry, the one he was going to have children with, the one he was going to grow old and grey with. Watching your children get married, have their own children. He could picture it all with you by his side.

"I do love you." He says confidently.

"I love you too." You whisper, smiling while you lean in for a kiss, squishing his cheeks together with your hands.

If this is what love felt like, you never wanted it to end.

"It seems as though Mr. Lee and Y/N are in a relationship, sir." Mr. Park tells your father, CEO Kim.

"Mhm. I see." Your father says, sitting behind his desk contemplating his next move. "Keep an eye on him. Report back to me asap." He finishes.

Mr. Park bows at your father before heading off to keep an eye on Hoseok. He knew your father wanted something on him, and whatever he wanted Mr. Park would do.

"I've got to get back to work. I'll see you later?" You ask, lingering by the door of Wonho's office.

"Yes. Let's go for dinner?" He asks.

"Absolutely." You smile, walking from his office back to your own.

Once Wonho was alone, he picks up his cell phone, dialing a number but first checking to make sure you were out of ear shot.

"Hi." He speaks into the phone. "Yeah of course I'll see you tonight. I've just got something to do first and then I'll be over there." He says. "Yes I know. I'll bring it don't worry. I love you too." He finishes, hanging up the phone. Wonho begins typing on his computer, not noticing the man who heard everything walking away from his office, and directly to the office of CEO Kim.

"It seems as though he might have someone else, sir." Mr. Park says. "I overheard him on the phone."

"Look into his background. Dig up whatever you can." CEO Kim tells him.

"Yes sir."

Over the next few days, Wonho becomes a little distant and closed off, not speaking to you much, constantly on his phone and distracted. Everytime you tried to speak with him, he either had to run off on an errand, had a meeting or had to take a call. You had barely seen him, and hadn't slept in his bed with him in a week.

You were confused. Had you done something to piss him off? Was he in some sort of trouble?

The next day, you'd finally caught a glimpse of him sitting in his office, typing. No phone call, no meeting, nothing. You walked over there determined for answers. You push the door closed before sitting down in the chair across from his desk.

"What's going on?" You ask bluntly. "You've been ignoring me and very secretive. Did I do something?" You ask.

"What?" He asks, confused. "No you haven't done anything. I've just been dealing with some stuff baby, but it's done now." He smiles.

"It is? Are you sure?" You ask to clarify.

"Absolutely. I love you, I would tell you if something was bothering me." He laughs. He turns away from you as his work phone rings loudly.

"Hello? Okay. Okay. Be right there." He says before hanging up. "Okay baby, I have a meeting. Dinner tonight? I'll meet you at Rizo's." He smiles, placing a kiss on your head before taking off.

You couldn't wait to spend some time with him tonight, hopefully either stay at his apartment or have him come over to yours, since it was the weekend. Either one would work, as long as you were with him.

5:30pm rolled around, and you left work in a happy mood and headed to the restaurant.

6:15pm, you sat at the restaurant, waiting for Wonho to arrive.

6:45pm, you call his phone only for him to not pick up.

7:30pm, you try calling one more time, only to be sent straight to voicemail.

8:00pm, you finally gave up waiting and went home.

You checked your phone constantly, but heard nothing from him that night.

Waking up in the morning, you check your notifications, yet none of them are from him. You can't help but have a terrible feeling in your stomach, like something happened. You try calling him again, and it went to voicemail.

You call him again, and this time he answers. He sounds tired and annoyed. "What?" He snaps.

"What are you doing? Are you okay? You didnt show up last night." You whisper.

"I'm fine. Look, stop calling, just leave me alone." He growls before hanging up the phone.

Frustrated and annoyed, you get up to get dressed quickly and make your way over to his apartment. What the hell happened to make him change his mind so fast? Why was he being so harsh to you? What have you done?

40 minutes later, you're standing outside his front door, your hand up ready to pound on the door.

Knock

Within seconds, the door swings open, revealing a long haired beauty.

"Can I help you?" She asks with a smile.

Oh god you think.

"W-Wonho?" you stutter. She was stunning. Was she his girlfriend? Fiancee? Friend?

"Hey!" She yelled behind her. "There's a girl here for you. She looks sad." She says, giving you a sympathetic smile, that you didn't notice.

"What are you doing here? He snaps.

"What is wrong? What happened?" You ask.

"Nothing happened. Christ, you're so fucking clingy. Leave me alone." He shouts.

The girl behind him muffled a laugh as he began snapping at you. Your eyes dart over to her, giving her a confused look as she smirks at you. You try to shake it off, remembering you're there to get answers from Wonho.

"Why didn't you show up yesterday? Something happened! You told me you loved me before making dinner plans with me!" You yell. You didn't understand how he could change his tune so drastically.

"I lied. I don't love you. Never did. I used you to further my career, but look at what that got me. Nothing, except a clingy bitch. Now leave me the fuck alone." He spits, going back inside and slamming the door in your face. The tears that had been previously threatening to fall, spilled down your cheeks.

Why.. how could he change his mind so quickly? He had spent the nights with you telling you his plans for the future, including you in all of them. He told you he loved you, you were the one, he didn't want to be without you.

And now he's telling you it was all a lie, that he used you.

Your heart felt like it shattered into a million pieces. You could barely see out the windshield as you drove back to your apartment. Your tears refused to let up, just as your heart refused to repair even a little bit.

Wonho slid down the door after he had slammed it in your face, his head in his hands as he let his own tears fall freely.

"Who was that?" Yoomi asks, crossing her arms.

"None of your concern." Wonho snaps. "Did you pay grandma's hospital bills with the money I gave you?"

"Yes I did. Where did you get 14 million Won anyways?" She asks.

"Again, none of your concern." He spits, walking to his bedroom and slamming the door behind him. He didn't have the energy for her today.

The weekend for you was nothing but a blur. After you had gotten home on Saturday morning, you cried and slept, and cried more and slept. You were pretty sure you didn't eat anything, drink anything, or even leave your bed. You were a disaster, a heartbroken mess of a woman and you had no idea how to get out of it.

Even though you wanted to lay in bed forever, and forget the world, you got up Monday morning and put on an outfit that said professional, but was the least professional outfit you owned. You gave no fucks today. You left your hair alone, not giving shit as you looked in the mirror. Your eyes were so red and puffy, absolutely noticeable you had been crying.

You did your best to cover up your eyes, but even makeup couldn't hide what a mess you were, so you said fuck it and decided to scare everyone today.

Sitting in your office, you glance at your clock and it's only 11am. You want to die. Everytime you heard footsteps going down the hall your stomach dropped in fear that it was Wonho, but you hadn't seen him yet.

Yet, and you spoke far too soon. You looked down for a brief second and looked out the door when you lifted your head, and there was Wonho, standing outside his door staring into your office. You thought you saw his face twist in pain slightly, but you could have been wrong since it went back to being ice cold in a split second.

You could feel the tears slipping again, and you refused to let him see you cry again. You quickly log off your computer and grab your phone and purse, not caring about anything else before walking out of your office, past Wonho and to the elevators. You needed to get the fuck out of there and grab a drink.

Thank god for the bar down the street.

Glancing at your phone, you're a little shocked to see it's already 7pm and you've been drinking for 7 hours. Unlocking your phone, you decide to message one person back, the one person you knew would be here within 10 minutes if you asked her too.

"Fucking Chae, telling Minsu about Wonho and I.. it's her fault. She's the reason he left me." You mumble to yourself.

"Bitch!" You hear from across the bar. "What the fuck happened?" Chae asks as she sits across the table from you.

"Bitch? You're the bitch." You spit. Chae's taken aback.

"What?" She asks, confused. "What did I do?"

"You and your loud fucking mouth had to tell Minsu about Wonho and I. You're the reason he fucking left me. Maybe if you sucked a few more cocks you wouldn't have time to gossip about me." You slur, flipping her off before standing up and staggering out of the bar.

Sober you knew that Chae and her big ass mouth had nothing to do with you and Wonho breaking up, you were sure there were much bigger issues than that but she was there and easy for you to take your aggression out on.

You knew you shouldn't have done it, even plastered you knew you were wrong but it all came out like word vomit that you would most definitely have to apologize for another day. You cried a little more as you staggered to your apartment, flopping on your bed.

You weren't going to work tomorrow.

Instead when you woke up, you ate all the junk food you could find in your house before ordering more, along with more alcohol.

This was how you spent your week. Binge eating junk food, drinking and crying while watching couples get together in your favorite Korean Dramas.

"Fuck you Hyungsik for getting your happily ever after." You bawled. "Where's mine!?" You cried, throwing your bag of cheeseballs at the TV.

To say you were a wreck, was a heavy understatement.

On Sunday you were feeling a little better and had decided you were going back to work on Monday, but as you were trying to decide what to wear, everything looked like it would be too small. Surely you hadn't gained that much. You stepped on your scale, and almost fainted. In your one week of being home and bringing, you had gained 15lbs. Usually, it's not the end of the world but you were nowhere near mentally strong enough to deal with that much of a weight gain in such a short time.

You ran to your phone, dialing the number of someone you knew could help you.

"Chang-wook? I'm hiring you, starting tomorrow morning. Jaggu. Co gym, 6am. See you then." You finish, hanging up the phone.

Ji Chang-Wook was an old friend of yours, one that you're not afraid to admit you found him wildly attractive but he was more like a brother to you than anything else. He had the body of a god and could easily help you get back into shape. You didn't want to be this girl, torn apart after a break up. You repeated the quote your mother always told you to live by. "If you love something, set it free. If it comes back to you, it's yours and if it doesn't, it never was."

If Wonho was meant to be yours, he would come back to you but you needed to give it time and show that you were doing okay while you waited.

Monday morning rolled around far too early for your liking. You cursed yourself for binge eating but more so cursed yourself for calling drill sergeant Changwook.

"You're late." He exclaims as you walk into the already busy gym.

"Bite me." You snap back. Your eyes scan your surroundings, and just your luck, Wonho is standing in front of the large mirror, pumping what you can only assume are the biggest weights in the building. "Shit." You whisper, turning around.

"Why are you attempting to hide?" ChangWook asks, looking you up and down.

"My ex is over there." You whisper, jerking your head in Wonho's direction. "The one pumping iron and the reason why I'm in this situation currently." You finish bitterly.

"Okay, well let's get working." He says, placing a loud and hard slap on your ass, causing you to yelp and Wonho to turn and look to see you laughing with ChangWook.

"Shithead." You murmur as he drags you over to the treadmill, making you run for 45 minutes straight, without a break.

When you're done he drags you over to weights, and other machines you wish you could name but honestly you weren't paying attention. Part of you just didn't care, but the other, larger part was too focused on what Wonho was doing, and the fact that the two of you continuously made secret, discreet and flirty eye contact. You were pretty sure, well you hoped it wasn't all in your head.

After spending all day in the gym, which turned out to only be an hour and a half, you said goodbye to the man who would be responsible for your death and went to collapse in the shower for a few.

When you finally felt like you'd survive, you got dressed for your day at work, hoping the rest of your day was a little easier than your morning.

And it was. You only saw Wonho four times throughout the day, and only cried three out of the four times, so you were making progress.

The next few days were hard, you had to work semi closely with the man you once saw a bright and beautiful future with, while he acts like he doesn't have a clue in the world as to who you were. That hurt the most, the pretending you two had nothing but you still wanted him. Despite all he said to you, or did to you, you still loved him.

"Ms. Kim, you'll be paired with Mr. Lee for this project. You all need to present tomorrow morning, and Mrs. Seo will choose her advisor after the meeting. Work hard." Mr. Park announces before taking off immediately after he ends the meeting.

"What the fuck." You whispered under your breath. You were annoyed you had to work with him, things were going very well with you and him by keeping your distance. You didn't want to have to actually speak to him or work with him, but you didn't have a choice now, did you?

"Should we go to my office or.." Wonho quietly asks, standing behind you.

"Mine." You snap, standing up quickly and stalking off.

Wonho silently shuffles behind you, keeping his distance from you but also keeping pace.

You sit down in your office chair as Wonho pulls one up to your desk, ready to work.

"So I think if we went with this approach, it would absolutely save her more money in the long run." Wonho suggests.

"Oh would it? Would it save her more money? Thanks so much for your input." You snap.

You knew you should be professional, you knew you were being a shithead but you couldn't help it. He was acting like he didn't tear your heart out and stop on it before chopping it into pieces with an axe.

"I'm sorry.. I was just.." he starts.

"No it's fine. I'm sorry. It's a great idea. Let's go with that." You say.

The next thing you know, it's 2am, and you and Wonho are still working, although almost done.

"End it like this?" He asks.

"Yeah, that's good." You say with a yawn. Standing up from your chair you stretch your body, bending over to stretch out your back while forgetting your skirt happened to be one of the shorter ones you owned, that just happened to slide up ever so slightly over your ass.

Wonho's breath hitched as he watched your skirt slide over the curve of your ass. "Shit." He murmured, feeling his cock twitch in his pants. Without thinking, he walks towards you, biting his lip as he gently presses his semi hard cock to your back side.

You stand straight up, shocked. You try to walk away but Wonho wraps his arm around your waist, keeping you against him. He places his head in the crook of your neck, taking in a deep whiff of your scent.

"Fuck, I miss you." He sniffles into your hair.

"Then why.. why did you.." you start before Wonho backs away from you.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have.. I can't." He mumbles, grabbing his briefcase and taking off.

You went home that night and cried yourself to sleep.

Wonho went home and cried in the shower, his cock still hard at the memory of being so close to, pressed up against your ass. He knew this would be hard, but he really didn't think it would be this hard.

"Mr. Lee, thank you for joining us." CEO Kim says as he sits across from him and Mr. Park.

"Of course, how may I help?" Wonho asks.

"Your grandma is fairly sick, isn't she?" CEO Kim asks.

Wonho is slightly taken aback, he wasn't aware anyone else besides family knew about his grandma.

"She is." He answers.

"Now, what's your relationship with my daughter?" CEO Kim asks, his face now becoming more stern.

"Oh, um, we are in a relationship." He announces. He wasn't sure if he should have said anything, but truthfully it was his boss and your father, he couldn't lie.

"I see." CEO Kim says, clearing his throat. "My Y/N is a sweet girl. Smart, kind, passionate and comes from a well off family. She needs to be with someone more like her, which is why I have her husband picked out already."

"You're marrying her off?" Wonho asks, shocked. "Does she know?"

"No she doesn't know. And she won't know until everything is ready. Her and Park Seojoon will be happy once they learn to love each other, but we have an obstacle. You." He says, pointing at Wonho. "She can't be with you. So you're going to end things with her."

"I-I can't do that." Wonho says, standing up.

"You can and you will. Do you enjoy living in the apartment you're in? Because one call from me, I can have you evicted with nowhere else to rent. I can fire you from this job and stop you from getting any other job in your field, you'll be slinging burgers for $5 and hour. I'll also tell her about your dirty little secrets" He threatens. "You're sweet grandma, you're very behind on her hospital bills. Agree to my terms, and your debt is covered, along with all payments every month to the hospital. Your job is safe and so is your housing. What do you say?"

"Fine." Wonho agrees, he has no choice.

"I don't care what you tell her, or how you tell her. End things permanently."

Without another word, Wonho walks out of his office, ignoring your calls to see where he was for dinner. Ignoring the fact that he should be at the restaurant with you, not planning to destroy you. What choice did he have?

"Hello?" You answer your phone in the morning, feeling like it was far too early to be getting a call.

"Y/N, come for breakfast this morning." Your mother says.

"Is it necessary?" You groan.

"Yes. Now please. And look presentable." She says. "Love you."

Click.

Great, a breakfast can only mean one thing. You're in for quite the surprise.

"Thank you for showing up in a timely manner." Your mother says, giving you a quick hug.

"What's this about mom?" You ask, your stomach nervous.

"Just eat, Y/N." You father says, keeping an eye on the door.

A few seconds later the door opens, revealing a very attractive man in a suit. He looked to be about your age, maybe a few years older.

"SeoJoon! Thanks for coming." Your father laughs, standing up to hug the man.

"Y/N, this is Park SeoJoon. He's the heir to Park Foods, and.." your father pauses, looking at your mother. "Your future husband." He finishes.

You choke, you choked on your melon as soon as your father said the word husband.

"I'm sorry, WHAT?" You partially yell. "Nice to meet you, but no?"

"Y/N.." your mother starts.

"Don't Y/N." your father growls. "Be kind to your future husband."

"I'm not? I'm.. sorry, but again no. Every Time you've brought this up I've told you I'm not marrying someone for financial gain, or for company mergers. I'm marrying for love." you say.

"You'll end up loving him eventually.." your mother sighs.

"I'm not in it for eventually. I want the reason that I marry someone to be because we love each other, not because we're forced." you sigh. "In fact, there's already someone I would love to marry." you finish with a whisper.

Your mother perks up at your announcement, while your father seems angry. "You better not be talking about that new hire!" he yells, slamming his fist on the table.

"I am actually." you spit back.

"That's over. I took care of that! it didn't take much for him to leave you! Some threats, and a few million dollars? He's weak! SeoJoon is the one for you!" He yells.

"You took care of that?" you ask, tears brimming in your eyes.

"Oh Hyunjo, you didn't.." your mother gasps.

"That's why he left me? Because you threatened him to the point he was terrified and took some money?" You laugh, but the humor is nowhere to be found. "I always knew you did some shady shit, but this is low, even for you." You cry. "I'm your daughter! And you treat me like my life means nothing. I can't believe you."

Without a second thought, and ignoring the pleas from your mother, you burst through the front doors of the house and went straight for your car. You have one destination in mind, and you hoped he was home when you got there.

Arriving at Wonho's apartment, you violently bang on his front door, yelling for him.

"What?" the woman who was there last time answers.

"Is he here?" you ask.

"I don't know. But what I do know is that you should leave now." She says.

"Wonho!" You yell again. "I know about the threats and the money from my father! Please, talk to me." you yell over her.

Seconds later Wonho comes into view, moving past the woman that had been there previously.

"You know?" He whispers.

"I do..and I'm so sorry. Why didn't you tell me!?" You cried. "I could have helped you!"

"I didn't know what to say. How do you tell someone you love their father threatened them and paid off a large amount of debt and hospital bills? That's not something that comes easy to say over dinner or drinks." He tells you.

"I get it. I just wish I could have prevented it." you cry. "I could have done something." you sigh.

Wonho doesn't say anything, but instead pulls you into him, tightly wrapping his arms around you, holding you close.

"I'm sorry for everything I said. I didn't mean it." he whispers, nuzzling his face into your head. "I have never, for one second stopped loving you. It broke me to say those things to you, to physically see your heart break. I'll never forgive myself for that." He finishes.

"It's not your fault. It's my nosy ass father, who by the way, tried to marry me off today." You scoff.

"Oh, so you met SeoJoon?" He asks.

You back away from him. "You knew?"

"Kinda? I guess? He told me there was someone he wanted for your husband, but we didn't dive in any deeper than that." Wonho replies.

"Same shit. Christ. He's psychotic." You grumble.

"Come on." Wonho laughs, grabbing your hand to drag you inside.

Immediately your body stiffened as you remembered the girl that's been here far too often for your liking.

"Soya!" Wonho shouts.

"What do you want?" She asks, coming face to face with you.

"This is my girlfriend, the love of my life, now please get the fuck out." Wonho smiles at the woman who now looks offended.

"You're seriously kicking me out?" She scoffs.

"I seriously am." Wonho laughs.

"Nice to meet you girlfriend, I'm his sister, Soya. And I'll be going now I guess." She snaps, grabbing her jacket and storming out.

"That's your sister?" You ask, relieved.

"Yes? Who did you think it was?" He wonders.

"A wife or fiancee." You laugh, feeling stupid now.

"You're the only one I want to be my fiance and then my wife." Wonho smiles, placing both his hands on your face and pulling you in for a kiss.

Fuck you missed him so much. You wrapped your arms around his neck as he pulled your body in close.

"Come" you whisper, pulling away from him and grabbing his hand to drag him to the bedroom.

You close the door, before facing Wonho with a loving smile on your face.

"What?" He laughs.

"I just missed you, and I want to show you how much I missed you." You whisper, gripping the hem of his shirt before pulling it over his body and throwing it out of your way. Placing your hands on his chest, you lightly push him back to fall onto his bed. Wonho moves himself up the bed, laying on his stomach while he waits for what you're going to do next. You quickly discard your shirt and bra, while also tossing your pants to the side, leaving you only in a pair of black panties.

"I want you to tell me what you want, and how you want it. Okay?" You whisper, placing kisses along his back. "This is all about you."

"You don't have to do this baby." Wonho groans as you run your hands up and down his back.

"I do. Now shhh." You whisper, stroking his shoulders and around his neck. You run your fingers up the back of his head and through his hair, tugging lightly.

You move yourself down his body, straddling his ass, so you can lay yourself flat against his back, peppering small kisses along his shoulders and his neck. Your perky breasts pinned against his back as you whisper some of the things you love about him.

"I love your smile, your eyes, your laugh." You whisper. "I love your arms, your abs, your voice. So handsome, so strong."

Sitting up, you rub your hands down his arms that are now spread out. You lay yourself against him again before you slide off, laying closely beside him. Wonho rolls to his side, cupping your face before leaning in for a kiss, one which you dodge, moving down the bed to rub your hands up and down his legs, making sure to relax him even more. Your hand reaches down between his legs and gently rubs his balls for a few seconds before moving back to his legs and ass.

"Seriously." He groans, rolling over abruptly.

Now you straddle yourself on top of his front, just above his hard cock. You run your hands up and down his arms, over his chest and down his abs.

Leaning forward, pressing a kiss to his forehead, before his hand reaches up, grabbing your head to pull you in for a kiss.

You smile as you break the kiss, looking him in the eyes. "Do you trust me?" You whisper. You stare at him until he nods yes.

Biting your lip as you wiggle yourself down, gliding your clothed pussy over his erect cock, earning you a groan from him.

You bite your lip as you move your panties over to the side, placing his cock in between the lips of your pussy, and grinding on him.

"Oh my god." He groans, his hands coming up to reach for your waist, helping your hips grind against his cock.

"You tell me what you want baby," you groan, his cock perfectly sliding against your clit.

"Suck my cock." He groans, using his large muscles to halt your movements.

"Anything you want, baby." You moan, sliding off him to get on all fours. You hover over him, licking up the pre cum that spilled from his cock, with the tip of your tongue.

"God. Don't tease me." He groans, bucking his hips slightly.

Opening your mouth, you take in as much of him as you can, making sure to hit the back of your throat as you go down.

"Such a good little cock slut." He groans, bucking his hips harder this time. "Come here."

You crawl towards him, leaning down to place a kiss on his lips. Wonho lifts his hands, cupping both your breasts, squeezing before pinching your nipples, tugging on them slightly.

"Do you like that?" He asks.

"Yes." You breathe. "This is supposed to be about you though." You partially whine.

"It is about me, I also like to make you feel good." He smirks. "Now put my cock back in your mouth."

After you deep throat his cock a few times, you come up for a breath and see Wonho's eyes dark, full of lust.

"Sit on my cock." He growls.

Without a second thought, you line your entrance up with his cock, slowly sinking yourself down on him.

"I missed the way your cock filled me up." You moan, your eyes rolling back slightly.

"Move." He spits, placing his hands back on your hips to make you start riding him.

Your hands move to his chest as you lift your ass up and slowly sink back down on his cock. "Fuck. I love that." Wonho groans, lifting your ass up to do it again.

You move yourself slowly against him, wanting to keep things loving and slow, but Wonho seemed to have other ideas, beginning to get a little impatient as he waited for you to speed up.

"Ride my cock baby, before I take over." He growls.

You smirk as you continue with the same pace, wanting you both to slowly cum together.

"I warned you." He snapped, sitting up and somehow flipping you so you were on your back, without his cock ever leaving your pussy.

"This is about me, right baby? Well I want to destroy your pussy." He snaps. "Open your legs wider."

With no hesitation, you spread your legs as wide as that can go while Wonho fucks you harshly. His hips snap as he pumps himself into you, desperately seeking his release, along with your.

"Rub your clit." He demands, watching your hand move between your lips and begin rubbing. "That's right baby, rub your clit till you cum."

"Fuck." You cry out, loving the sound of his voice when he talks dirty to you.

"You gonna cum baby? Let your pussy cum all over my cock." He groans, his pumps becoming faster but sloppy.

"Oh my god." You cry out, your orgasm bursting through your body, causing you to shake as you ride through it.

"Good girl." He smirks, his grunting becoming louder.

"Cum.. cum in my pussy." You cry out. Wonho grunts as he shoots his cum into you, painting your walls.

"Fuck." You both huff, laying in his bed together, catching your breath.

A few days later, you and Wonho were sitting in the cafeteria at work, having lunch together, when you received a message on your phone from your father.

"My father.. wants to see us bother." You tell Wonho, surprised.

"Let's go." He says, shrugging his shoulders.

"What? I was going to ignore it." You laugh.

"Well you could.. but I don't want you to not have a relationship with him because of me." Wonho admits.

"Trust me. You wouldn't be the reason." You say, rolling your eyes and heading up to his office with the love of your life in tow.

"You wanted to see us?" You say as you barg into the office.

"Hello, Y/N." Your father says.

"Hi. What?" You snap, unimpressed.

"Look." He sighs. "I want to apologize for my actions. I have realized I was very out of line, and should have more regard for your life and what you want to do. I just want you to be taken care of." Your father admits.

"Sir." Wonho interrupts. "I have every intention of taking care of your daughter to the best of my ability. I would and will do whatever I have to, to make sure she has everything she wants and needs. She will never be without."

"I sure hope so, son." Your father replies.

Nothing could take the smile off your face as you watch your father accept the man you love, and your Wonho forgive your father's terrible actions.

8 years later, and you and Wonho are still together and more in love than you were the day before.

A few days after you had sat down with him and your father, Wonho had gotten down on one knee and proposed.

Of course you said yes.

1 year later the two of you got married.

2 years later, your eldest son was born.

2 years after that, your second oldest son was born.

2 years after that, your youngest and last child was born, a daughter.

1 year ago, your father passed away from a heart attack. You were happy he was able to see your happy life with Wonho, and meet his grandchildren, but you missed him dearly. He had offered you the position of CEO, when he passed. He had said you were far better qualified than your brothers.

You happily declined.

As you sit on your deck, you watch Wonho run around, playing tag with your boys. You laugh as you watch them try to catch him, but fail to do so. Your heart flutters as you watch your daughter run to him, wanting to play but knowing she wasn't fast enough. He picks her up and cradles her in his arms as he carries her, allowing her to play with them. You never wanted your life to be anything different.

There was never a moment of doubt in your mind where you had not thought Wonho wasn't the one for you. He might have been a temptation in the beginning, but now he was your forever.

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Now or Never - Final message & remaining notes (A NeganxRoxy fic)

Hey guys, so I think it’s pretty clear I won’t be finishing my Negan/Roxy series anymore. And I feel awful for doing so as I hate abandoning fics. However, there’s two key factors that have solidified this decision. The first one being, I majorly lost interest in The Walking Dead around the time they killed off Carl and then Rick. The writing had been going downhill since season 5 (in my opinion) but with the mess that was seasons seven and eight (especially eight) I just couldn’t watch the show anymore. Good job Scott Gimple you killed the show the moment you killed Carl off. Naturally, when I’m not consuming the fandoms media anymore, my interest is going to dwindle.

The second major factor was I lost my face claim for Roxy around February this year, I didn’t want Roxy’s face claim to be someone that is a domestic abuser and that’s all I’m going to say on that matter (not looking for a debate). I tried to look for another face claim, but after having the same face claim since I first got into the show around 2012, it’s really hard for me to picture Roxy as anyone else. I enjoyed my time in The Walking Dead/Negan fandom; I met some wonderful people and will cherish those memories.

I’m quite sad to see it end really, I’ve been writing Walking Dead fics since 2012 when Roxy was originally shipped with Glenn and then Daryl and then The Governor and finally Negan was her perfect match. (She gets around okay). So instead of leaving you guys guessing and wondering for however long, I typed up the notes I had in my Negan notebook so you guys would know what direction the fic was going and how it was going to end between Negan and Roxy. I’ve done my best to write them out in chronological order, so hopefully they all make sense.

1. After Daryl drove the truck into The Sanctuary and let all the walkers in, Roxy, Negan and a small group of others go in hand to hand with the horde, using the stairs as a way to funnel and control the flow of walkers to take them out easier.

2. Negan and The Saviours go to Alexandria for their revenge, mostly destroying the community (as seen in the show). However, Carl lives and is not bitten. All of team family lives.

3. All Out War storyline begins (mostly following the comics, not the show).

4. Roxy, Simon and a small handful of Saviours are sent out to scout Hilltop so that Negan can make attack preparations. However, before leaving Roxy debates whether or not to tell Negan that she loves him, she almost says it, but Simon ruins the moment.

5. Out on the scouting trip Roxy, Simon and the saviours are ambushed by Rosita and a group of survivors from the rebelling communities. Simon tries to get Roxy to run but is shot and killed by Rosita before Roxy has the chance to escape. Roxy is taken as a hostage back to Hilltop.

6. At Hilltop Rick and co. debate what to do with Roxy. Daryl wants to kill her as she was the one who tortured him when he was a prisoner at The Sanctuary. Rick decides to hold a vote. The majority vote to kill Roxy. But before they have the chance Roxy lies and tells them she’s pregnant to save herself or at least buy herself time.

7. Maggie is determined to see through Roxy’s lie and makes her take a pregnancy test. To Roxy’s and everyone else’s surprise, she actually is pregnant. So now most of those who voted to have her killed change their vote, and Roxy is spared but put under house arrest. Upon finding out they won’t kill her because of the baby, Roxy laughs in Ricks face and says the line, “your so fucked when he finds out.”

8. Meanwhile back at The Sanctuary, Negan has a gut feeling something’s wrong and the radio silence isn’t helping. Nor are the remaining wives who are unhappy with their ‘husband’ neglecting them and dwindling supplies. Sabrina in particular gets the guts to say, “being your wife is a fucking curse. Good thing Amber and Sherry had sense to get out whilst they could”. This really pisses Negan off, responding with, “you are only insurance! Insurance that if I lose Roxy, then I’m not alone”.

9. Back at Hilltop Rick has taken the ambushed Saviours supplies, which includes a radio, giving him a direct line of contact with Negan. Roxy hears about this and devises a plan to try to get it to warn Negan. Rosita takes over Tara’s guard duty and goes to taunt Roxy about Simons death which results in a fistfight. The fight is broken up by Michonne, Arron and Jesus.

10. Negan is contacted by Rick over the radio. Rick tells Negan that they have Roxy and he needs to stand down for her to remain unharmed before also breaking the baby news to him. Negan is enraged and refuses to back down, now preparing for the final battle.

11. Roxy attempts to leave the house in the middle of the night and get hold of the radio so she can warn Negan of Hilltops preparations. She’s caught red-handed by Rick, who escorts her back to the house she’s being held at. Roxy taunts Rick further saying, “As long as I’m still breathing, there is nothing you can do to stop me from getting to him.”

12. Negan and The Saviours show up to Hilltop and the final battle ensues, Rick and Negan fight each other with Negan thinking he has the upper hand before Rick slices his throat. Rick has Negan saved by the Hilltops doctors and eventually thrown in a cell. Rick won’t kill him because that would make him just as bad as Negan, and he also wants Negan to see the better world that Rick is going to build with everyone living in harmony.

13. Roxy not wanting to risk the pregnancy does not involve herself much in the fight. And after talks with Carl she sees that what Rick envisions isn’t so bad after all, its something she’s been seeking herself since the start of the apocalypse. A home where everyone can live peacefully and fight the real threat, the undead. A place she can raise her and Negans child.

14. Negan and Roxy are allowed monthly visits, supervised by a member of team family. Negan finding out he’s going to have a son and eventually being able to feel the baby kick. It’s these moments that keep him from feeling suicidal.

15. Nine months pass and Roxy’s due date is nearing. During this visit to Negan’s cell, Rick is the one to supervise. Roxy’s water ends up breaking and Negan panics, unable to do anything to help her with the prison bars in the way. He begs Rick to help her, whilst Roxy begs Rick to let Negan out of his cell so he can see his son being born. Rick caves in and allows Negan this one moment of freedom. Rick doesn’t take any chances though and makes Negan carry Roxy to the med bay at gun point so he doesn’t escape. Roxy gives birth to baby Samuel.

16. Roxy struggles to be a mostly single parent whilst Negan struggles not to be there for his son to bond and help out. Samuel becomes very clingy to Roxy, understandably.

17. Carl regularly visits Negan for chats, finding it easier to talk to Negan about things than Rick.

18. Now that Roxy isn’t seen as a threat, she’s no longer under house arrest and has even made some friends like Tara. However Maggie, Rosita, Daryl and Carol still have very obvious resentment towards her which she does her best to ignore.

19. One-night Tara stays over to give Roxy a night off from Samuel as she’s exhausted. Only Roxy sneaks down to Negans cell, having swiped the spare key and spends a few hours in Negans cell. Smut ensues.

20. Whisperers attack and whilst Roxy wants to help and fight, she can’t now that she’s a mother and essentially all that Samuel has. She knows if something were to happen to her that Samuel would just be given to someone else instead of Negan. During the attack, she hides with Samuel in the house.

21. Negan escapes during the attack and sees this as an opportunity for him, Roxy and Samuel to take off and be a family together. He finds Roxy and Samuel in the house and asks her to come with him. Roxy refuses, knowing it wouldn’t be wise to take a baby outside the walls, it’s safer for them to stay here where they have a home and supplies. Negan understands, but it still upset and leaves without them.

22. Rick and co. find that Negan have gone and instantly suspect Roxy of letting him out of his cell during the attack. Rick threatens Roxy with a gun, regardless of the fact she’s carrying Samuel. Tara and Carl vouch for Roxy’s innocence, and Roxy tells Rick to never threaten her in front of her child again. Carl is also very vocal about his distaste for Rick’s actions.

23. Negan runs into The Whisperers and is brought to Alpha who questions him about Rick and Alexandria. Negan sees this as his chance to infiltrate them and gain their trust, only to really earn his place back at Alexandria. However, he must earn his place amongst The Whisperers first and Beta is tasked with trialling Negan.

24. Back at Alexandria, hordes of walkers are being led to the gates by whisperers to try to destroy the community and get Lydia back. Roxy assigns herself to protect the children of the community and eventually takes over Michonne’s shift in taking out walkers so she can rest.

25. Beta trials Negan with hunting animals, skinning walkers and getting them to follow and form a small horde. Negan isn’t so good with the skinning of walkers or getting them to follow him as he’s ‘too loud and egotistical’. Beta leaves him with only a knife to fend off a small group of walkers.

26. Roxy reassures Lydia that she won’t let anything happen to her, nor will she let The Whisperers take her back, the two form a friendship. Lydia is later attacked by three members of Alexandria who still see her as an enemy. Roxy intervenes and injures two of them, as other members of the community show up. Carl and Daryl vouch that Roxy was only trying to protect Lydia, much to Roxy’s surprise.

27. Negan returns alive and unharmed to the Whisperers, much to Betas surprise and disdain. Negan kneels and ‘pledges’ allegiance to Alpha, who accepts him into the pack.

28. Alpha makes a border separating The Whisperers land from Hilltops, Alexandria’s and Oceanside. And to get her point across beheads several members of the surrounding communities, including Henry, Rosita and Ezekiel.

29. Having caught a Whisperer, Daryl locks it up in what was Negans cell and asks Roxy to help him with the interrogation as ‘she’s good at that stuff’. During the interrogation, Roxy attempts to apologize to Daryl for torturing him back at The Sanctuary, but he doesn’t accept and leaves her with the whisperer.

30. Negan gains Alphas trust and assists them on supply runs and raids until he earns his skin suit. One-night Negan gets Alpha to open up about her past as does he, telling her about Lucille and Roxy. Alpha claims Roxy to be weak for not leaving Alexandria with him. Negan beheads Alpha.

31. Two days later Negan arrives at Alexandria and presents Alpha’s head to Rick and also reunites with Roxy and Samuel, who is close to approaching his first birthday. However, the reunion is cut short by Rick demanding Negan fights alongside them against the Whisperers who are going to attack now that Alpha is dead.

32. Roxy reveals to Negan she’d been keeping his jacket and Lucille safe and that he’ll be needing it to fight the rest of the Whisperers. Roxy then decides she’ll fight alongside him despite his protests.

33. Roxy and Negan fight off a horde with a small group before Beta emerges from the woods, charging at Negan to avenge Alphas death. Roxy joins the fight before Beta sets his sights on her, throwing her to the ground and advancing on her. Negan beats Beta with Lucille and severely injures him, but breaks Lucille in the process.

34. Realizing they are outnumbered by walkers, the group retreats and Negan buries Lucille’s remains, finally mourning her loss. Roxy stays behind with him, but he argues with her about how reckless her behaviour was, and he wasn’t going to lose her too. The two eventually return to Alexandria.

35. Beta and the remaining Whisperers gather the horde and attack Alexandria in a final showdown. Parts of the horde are dispatched whilst other parts are led away. Negan finally kills Beta, and the war is soon over.

36. Rick gives Negan, Roxy and Samuel supplies, weapons and a vehicle, indicating he wants them to leave now they’ve done their part. He also gives them a map that has an outpost marked within the safe zone where they will live.

37. At the outpost, the three settle in and they celebrate Samuels’ first birthday. Negan can finally really bond with his son. Roxy finds Negan asleep on the couch with Samuel asleep on his chest and smiles, feeling content.

Taglist: @sweetfictionalworld, @cltex84, @sarahlee8793, @negans-network, @collette04, @themagikat409, @ninavantastisch, @emoryhemsworth, @jdmslut-red

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CHELSEA ELLE HODGSON —

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24 (25) years

From Buckinghamshire, England

Comes from a wealthy family

her father’s side of the family founded, “Hodgson investments” their company is built off of financial services

Her papo (grandfather) was arrested on tax invasion & served some time for doing so

Her father, Alistair now manages the company but under a different name

Her mother’s side of the family comes from old money...something about horses?

Her mother, Connie holds many events and seems to make $ from them but Chelsea isn’t quite sure what the woman does or if it’s fully legal

The family is all about protecting their image & if you don’t cut it, there will be repercussions

Feels a little like dynasty (I’ve only seen 2-3 episodes & never finished but get the point?) , maybe that’s why Chelsea & her sister enjoy watching it so much

Parents forsure held courtship events or either went to courtship events with their children (even Albie) & found suitors in hopes of marrying their daughters off (& finding Albie a new wife, only on Mrs. Hodgson’s part— mr. Hodgson seems nicer/easy-going)

Has older twin sibs: Albie-Crispin & Dolly-Georgiana

Often referred to as “the triplet” in the press

Well-known in their city

They’re all called by their first & middle name in their family household even tho their parents do not have middle names

Has a love/hate relationship with albie, he is selfish & has proven to do anything to drag others down to make himself look better

He’s a lawyer & has been married to his wife for about 7 years

Mrs. Hodgson, Dolly, & Chelsea all agree they do not like her but Chelsea puts on a smile whenever her sister-in-law is around while Mrs. Hodgson makes it known that she dislikes the woman, she thinks she’s beneath her son since her family does not make nearly enough $ put together between her & Mr. Hodgson

Dolly has a bf who’s a dental hygentist that she’s been dating for about 3 years but they’re both cheating on each other, she doesn’t think she’ll ever be married

She’s in office management

Chelsea fell in love with interior decorating from the moment she played with doll houses. Her grandparents made sure to send her the biggest doll houses they could find every Christmas. She’s always been in love with rearranging and picking certain items and best putting them into a space that works

She shit at drawing (she’ll leave that to the Architects) but she knows her furniture & patterns quite well

Has asked a few architects out on dates, some she worked with or stumbled across, only one seemed like it could have truly worked...I imagine him to look a bit like Henry Cavill with light facial hair (told you I’m a sucker for it, & Chelsea probably can tolerate just a bit not too much)

Yet Chelsea always has a wondering eye, she gets curious quite often which makes you wonder, is she really ready for love? To fully commit? One day she will be

It’s a competitive field and when she’s ready to battle she will but there are moments when she gets let down & has to pick herself up again

Has ADHD, goes to therapy for it & hates taking her meds. She’d rather stick to therapy sessions since it’s always nice to talk to someone

When she was younger she probably stole a friend or two’s bf & would definitely get mad if they did it back to her but they somehow still end up being friends in the end? Yikes

Hung out with the popular kids, was always at the parties making sure everyone was having a good time. Filling up the cups, directing where furniture should be moved, where the kegs should go, how many people should be there, etc...She doesn’t seem like the stuck up type like her mother but she is privileged & doesn’t realize it as much

Was a cheerleader & ran track, quit track to commit full-time to cheerleading since that kept her in shape enough

Dated here & there, had one bf where they would scream at each other and wouldn’t allow the other to leave or would be upset that the other didn’t come after them...yeah one of those couples

Broke up with her goth bf because he didn’t tell her he wasn’t coming to school for about a week; he had the stomach flu

Canon: Took a computer course in high school & in uni & found out she was at the top of her class for typing the fastest, she now loves the sound of her short pink ombré nails on the keys

Canon: Wanted to be a show jumper due to her mother’s side of the family & their history with horses

Goes to the stables every now & then, there’s one horse there that she’s absolutely in love with & loves to ride. Her father always offered to buy it for her but it’s not a animal she wants to own

Canon: loves finger foods + will get full off them at events quickly. She also doesn’t mind the tiny portions of food at expensive ass restaurants, it’s just enough for her

Takes hair supplements. Probably had long hair growing up that she always kept up in a bun or ponytail but decided to start chopping her hair off & getting layers & highlights which damaged her hair

Approves of plastic surgery

Is part of the itty bitty titty community & got a lift for them

Gets lip fillers for her bottom lip but isn’t a fan of needles + overlines her top lip

loves going to the dermatologist, the spa for facials & whatever else she’s willing to try & finding new skincare to buy

Tans & loves tropical hot summers

Buys an overload of bikinis even in the winter

Hates the rain, it messes with her mood

Loves a good lipstick & lipgloss combo, nudes & pinks are her to go to’s

Fav color is pink

Got herself a guinea pig after the show & named her “bubbly” after her baby in the villa

I feel like she would eventually get a tiny dog too

Has her own flat, that’s quite far from all of her family. She loves her dysfunctional problematic family but Chelsea likes her space from them too

Since buckinghamshire’s culture is more of a Middle Ages style, Chelsea made sure her home wouldn’t hold much of that style inside. It needed to be lively! Her family home was filled with dark wood & she can’t stand that

She loves going to the markets tho. She always seems to leave with something & either finds herself not liking it months later and ends up selling whatever item caught her interest

Her family tends to pop in whenever they want, especially her mother

Canon: talks about cat cafe’s when she’s drunk, says its her version of the chocolate factory + she’s the dancing drunk

Always down for a girls night out, girls trip & girls sleepovers

Probably goes to bed early around 10pm or earlier m if she’s not out having the time of her life, which makes her regret her choices the next morning

All her closest friends back home are a group of girls

Hangs out with Priya, Marisol, & Hope from the villa whereas the rest she’ll mostly communicate with them through socials or gatherings

Will host gatherings & expect them ALL to show up

Is dramatic when things don’t go her way

Loses focus more than gets bored in relationships? She’ll find other things or people to occupy her time which she doesn’t realize can be hurtful to others

When she does realize she hurts someone, she immediately wants to fix it

Canon: Is a blabbermouth. Cannot hold a secret for shit, also cannot tell a lie. Her body language gives it away first if she doesn’t spill it

Retail therapy is the best therapy if she doesn’t have a office appointment

Any spice girl song will be her karaoke song, she is always baby spice

Loves her Prosecco (me too sis!) & keeps plenty bottles in her wine fridge. She originally wanted a space with a wine cellar but got creeped out at the thought since it’s just her & bubbly living in the home

Has high cell phone bills, the girl loves a good chat

Cannot cook no matter how hard she tries. She’s been to cooking classes with an ex, watched videos, order from those food delivery sites to prepare food & it just never turns out well

Will spend hours in furniture stores, she’s had to be escorted out pass closing hours by security guards before & manage to make friends out of them. They all know who she is in majority of the stores she enters

Throws a party every time her following goes up. There’s never not a reason to throw one

Was upset that Carl unfollowed her once and figured Hannah made him do it. Which wasn’t true, Hannah was sure of herself now & doesn’t feel the need to be jealous, the man could follow whoever he wanted—she knew he barely stayed on IG in the first place. He thought it was too shallow

So when Chelsea called him one night sobbing he was utterly confused, he didn’t understand why a follow meant so much

He reluctantly followed her back

Thrilled to know Elijah, Lucas, & Carl all keep up with her. Oh & the rest of the boys ofc!

Chats with Jakub! They also hang out. They’re a bit of a odd pairing but they get along well, he’s basically another big brother to her but she actually likes him—

Afraid of the dark, keeps fairy lights lit throughout the night in her bedroom, keeps scent infused night lights in her hallways

Believes in feng shui

I feel like her voice is soft like jennifer Tilly’s?

Idk what her sun sign is? Is she a sag far as daydreaming cause she does that. I KNOW she has Leo in her chart, she’s dramatic, warm, likes to be admired & appreciated. Sun sign I need help? Maybe she’s a Sagittarius sun? + Leo moon + libra rising

Has a collection of celeb gossip magazines that she keeps on a stand next to her pink velvet chair beside her bow window

I think she will be the first islander that gets pregnant tbh & it’s by an architect (the guy I mentioned/envisioned that’s been waiting on her to realize he can give her the love she needs or prove he can balance her out) or firefighter or someone “manly” she wouldn’t end up with a islander I don’t think

she has a girl & names her, “adore”

Canon: Still wants 5 kids but we’ll see how that goes & if it’ll change, it’s been a bit difficult not drinking Prosecco but she’s got a lovely baby out of it

Crushes? Aaron Taylor-Johnson, Alfred Enoch, Alex Pettyfer, Joe Cole, Gregg Sulkin, Frank Dillane, Charlie Rowe, & Hero Fiennes Tiffin

Can listen to anything that’s got a good beat. But we all know she’s a pop & folk genre lover. She listens to: Astrid S, Maty Noyes, Cher Lloyd, Bebe Rexha, Allie X, Poppy, POST MALONE, etc.

Anthem? Gabrielle Aplin — Until the sun comes up

#litg #litg2 #litg s2 #litg Chelsea #litg carl #litg headcanon #litg headcanons #litg au #50/50 like Chelsea lol #she’s sweet but there’s things that she’s done that makes me side eye her #wouldn’t keep her around my man if she’s single tbh lmao #litg3 #litg s3

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nightowlfandom · 4 years

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PROMPT LIST PART 4 2021 EDITION (NON- X RATED)

It...had been a long time coming I said this was coming....last year and it just didn’t happen. Until now!

Rules- One, If a character you are asking for is depicted as high school age, then please be aware they will be written in a style that has them being 18 or older and most likely will not be written in a NSFW sense. I enforce this rule because while I do like writing for people, SFW or NSFW it’s just...what I like to do. I have every right to deny your request, please keep that in mind. Two....there is no rule two.

Here’s how you request- Choose 2- 5 prompts (No more than 5, no less than 2) and those will used to make a one-shot or two-shot depending on how long it gets. You need to tell me who you want me to write about (and if it’s an AU, then state that as well.) Then give me a short summary of what you want it to be about. (Example- You want a Vampire AU about Levi Ackerman with 2,5, 18, 27, and 45. Boom!) If you want smut, PLEASE SPECIFY! I won’t write smut if you don’t ask. Same with if you want a certain type of au or fluff/ angst. Just let me know.

Side note- I write a lot of AU’s and am pretty much open to whatever. Yandere, Tsundere, Office AU, Mafia AU, Vampire AU, Royal AU, Ghost AU, Magical AU -BItch I do everything. HOWEVER I WILL NOT WRITE non-consent, Incest (including step siblings), Underaged readers and anything along those lines.

I write for fluff, smut, AND angst. More fluff and smut but yeah. I also ask if you could say ‘please’ when you request because MANNERS PEOPLE!

Do I do ships- YES! Not often but if you ask I’ll do it.

Link to my masterlist here!

I write for various K-pop groups, animes, Voltage games/Otome Visual Novels, and Final Fantasy/Misc. If you need clarification on if I write for a certain character just go ahead and ask

By the way if you see some repeats from my last prompt list, just hushity hush! I liked them okay? It’s our little secret alright? I will NOT take requests from past prompt lists.

... (Actual prompts below the cut) ⬇️

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1- Have you ever just wanted to...run away from it all?

2- I’ve wanted to tell you this for a long time...

3- People like that are just jealous of you, you know that right?

4- Stop looking down, you’re too pretty to be that shy.

5- I know you’ve never done anything with anyone before…so I’m gonna make sure your first time is special!

6- You asked me to take care of it...so I’ll take care of it.

7- If anyone even THINKS about touching you, I’ll kick their asses!

8-Oh baby, I treat you like a maid because that’s basically all you are.

9- I love this new angry side of you, it’s so hot.

10- I think I’ll keep you as a pet! You’re fun to mess with.

11- Why can’t you just admit you have feelings for me?!

12- I love you. I-I said it! I just-...I love you so much Y/N

13- I’m not shy! I’m just not used to girls like you being so close to me.

14- Cute? Did you call me cute?!?

15- Come on! We have so much to do today!

16- Do you want me to sing a song for you to help you get to sleep? Okay then...

17- Well you just kissed me and I don’t even know your name...wanna fix that?

18- Alright, alright! I’ll stop making fun of you okay? Just don’t leave.

19- Hmm, who you tryna’ look sexy for babygirl?

20- Don’t finish that sentence darling...it won’t end well for you.

21- Let’s cuddle and I’ll stroke your hair, okay?

22- I dare you to finish that sentence...

23- Is that my shirt?

24- We can’t be just friends...I’m too in love with you.

25- What. Did. They. Say to you? I won’t ask again.

26- S-so, I guess this means we’re together now?

27- I couldn’t stop thinking about you all day.

28- Shhh, be quiet. We can’t be too loud, babe.

29- When are you going to realize that I can treat you better than he could?!

30- Dance for me. I’ll sit right here and you put on a show, okay?

31- I know it seems like we’re moving too fast but I haven’t felt this way about someone in a long time...I think I’m in love with you

32- Do we have too!? I wore my comfy pants today!

33- If I cared enough to give that asshole the time of day I’d probably be in jail Y/N...

34- Do you think trying to make me jealous is a smart move sweetheart?

35- You’ve been avoiding me...why?

36- I got into a fight, not like I killed someone. Geez Y/N...

37- I didn’t know what kind of flowers you liked...so I got everything they had!

38- I bought takeout! It’s time for me to cheer you up, babe

39- I’d much rather hang out with you than those jerks, what do ya say?

40- *Trips and falls* Oh I’m sorry, I was just making sure I wasn’t dreaming. *flirty smile*

41- I’ll be the best boyfriend you’ve ever had! i promise.

42- How dare you say things about me that are 100% true! I am offended!

43- You know I can tell when you’re lying, right?

44- You know that feeling when it seems like you two are the only people in a room?...That’s how I feel right now.

45- It’s you and me, not us and them. Fuck what they think.

46- You never told me you were in a band!!

47- You’re too cheeky for you own good, kid.

48- Stay a little longer?

49- Say you’re mine! Say it, say it, say it! *Insert giggle here*

50- I think you’ve lost your mind, but okay!

51- Damn, you look good in that dress.

52- Hi, I’m your next best mistake, what’s your name?

53- It breaks my heart to see you so sad.

54- You can lay on my chest if it makes you feel better.

55- Damnit Y/N! I’m trying to confess my feelings to you!

56- I had a dream about you.

57- I know you’re shy around my friends, but they love you!

58- I hate when we fight...let’s just calm down for a second.

59- I didn’t know you liked playing Cat and Mouse.

60- I may or may not have peeked in your diary...

61- Normal? Baby we’re the farthest from it.

62- Avoiding me won’t fix your undying love for me, many have tried but all have failed.

63- Just admit you’re in love with me Y/N...maybe we can have some fun later.

64- Of all the days to be stuck with someone, it’s you...ugh

65- Please never give up for me...or us.

66- Look at me when I fuck you...(I have a feeling this is gonna be a favorite)

67- Aww! Let me play a tune for you on the world’s smallest violin!! (I love spongebob lol)

68- You never told me you could sing!!

69- Bend over this counter. I need to fill you up.

70- Babe...Lets just calm down. You’re making that face you make when you’re about to-

71- Let’s prepare a Hot Pot today! That always makes us feel better, right? (Hot Pot on a cold rainy day...YESSSS)

72- Me? You...want to be my girlfriend. You sure? Because I am a huge handful.

73- I want you to have my children...I want to be with you forever.

74- Come here girl, let me show you how much I love you.

75- I’ll give you a second chance to fix what you just said babygirl.

76- Everytime I leave you alone, you always make a mess.

78- What’s that thing you do with your neck when you’re mad? Yeah that neck roll thing! Teach me how to do that!

79- Let’s just relax and sleep in all day.

80- You sounded very serious on the phone. What’s up?

81- Yes, I am very awkward and yes I’m probably making this ten times worse than it already is....but

82- You’re gonna make beg for forgiveness aren’t you.

83- How are we gonna fix this? Because breaking up isn’t an option Y/N.

84- I didn’t think you’d ever love me back...I’m so happy.

85- I wanna meet your parents!

86- Looks like someone could use a visit from the tickle monster!

87- I’d rather die than admit I have feelings for you! You’re disgusting and....perfect in every way,

88- Y/N, Y/N GET IN HERE! WE’RE ON TV!!!

89- Be mine?...I’m gonna keep asking until you say yes!

90- Okay stop it already! People are gonna think I’m bullying you if you keep sobbing like that.

91- I can’t help you if you don’t tell me what’s wrong!

92- You’re acting like a four year old right now!

93- Calm down, I’m just giving you a massage.

94- It’s been awhile since...all that happened.

95- Sending memes at three in the morning is NOT productive!

96- Okay...before you get mad, just know I did it because I love you!

97- How many times can I make you blush today, I’m curious to know.

98- Sometimes it’s nice to just stargaze. It calms me down a lot.

99- I suppose this is a good time to mention that I can’t cook!

100- So...about that picture you sent me today....

101- Hm...why don’t you sit on my lap and tell me what you want.

102- I don’t have anything to hide. I’m an open book.

103- Ah! Don’t look at me! I’m not decent! No! Aaah!

104- I mean you could...come to my place! We could have a little date y’know.

105- Snail, Mouse, Pet, Underling, pick a name, Babes.

106- Y/N, I think we’re drunk. And as responsible adults, we should take our clothes off so we don’t suffocate!

107- Okay babe! Tell me all about your day....Your coworker did what?!!

108- I know you’re not asleep, Y/N.

109 - Are you crying because of me? Hm...I didn’t realize I have that effect on you.

110- That’s daddy to you, sweetheart.

ALRIGHT! THOSE ARE THE PROMPTS. GO CRAZY!

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animegenork · 3 years

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Fruits Basket Season 2 Episodes 21-25

So obviously life happened and I never finished out season 2 with my not-so-reflective analyses of the Fruits Basket episodes. Well, season 3 has officially started (and this is the one time in my life I waited for the sub before watching it) and it’s about damn time I did this.

Hold on to your pants--

Episode 21

I would like to make it very clear that Baby Yuki is Baby and most be protected at all costs. With that in mind, let’s begin.

The episode starts with Yuki meeting Akito for the first time, back before he became a mess and way before he ever met Tohru. There is already an internal conflict here with what he wants versus what the zodiac spirit wants, and that is to see Akito. Due to the “God” role Akito plays, Yuki wants to see Akito... but Yuki himself knows deep down that he does not.

We see Yuki spending more and more time with Akito, which makes sense, since we’ve known for a while that they were “friends” of the childhood sort. Perhaps new information is Shigure comforting Akito whenever he was upset, but that’s not important to the storyline at hand. Everything was all fine and dandy until, Yuki notes, Akito became twisted.

This is where it starts to get bad for Yuki.

Sometime during the latest tantrum, Akito begins turning his inward self-hatred to Yuki, telling him that the Rat is hated and no one wants him. Of course, we’ve seen similar poison towards Kyo, and frankly, I’ve always loved this juxtaposition toward them. Kyo and Yuki’s zodiac spirits are hated in similar ways, and while they hate each other superficially because of this, they also hate themselves more than anyone else. Both of them have remained on the “fringes” of things for most of their entire lives, which is probably why we get to see more of them than really any other zodiac member.

Naturally, this causes young Yuki to seek Kyo out when he hears about someone else who’s on the outside looking in. They meet, and Yuki’s all gung ho to try to make a friend. Unfortunately, Kyo has seen his own shit and is convinced Yuki is to blame for his suffering. So he tells Yuki he should just disappear from this world.

[A moment to cry over Baby Yuki’s expression. *sob*]

As most children do when faced with something awful like that, Yuki goes to his mother for comfort. Instead, she slaps him. (I just really hate her.) This leads into a scene of Akito spouting his usual poison at Yuki, brainwashing him into thinking everything is hopeless and bleak and that he’d be better off not going outside (to paraphrase). It doesn’t help that when he reaches out to his brother, or to anyone else really, he’s rejected. So, really, it’s no wonder he became such a mess, when the whole world has been working against him from the beginning.

Following this, we get to see Yuki going to school and attempting normalcy, even making some friends. Of course, we all know how that turns out, because Yuki has told us before: his friends’ memories were erased when his curse was revealed. Props to Hatori, I guess, for not succumbing to Baby Yuki’s cuteness when he begged the older boy not to do it.

Yuki reveals, in another interaction with Kyo in which our resident cat boy refuses to take back his hat because Yuki touched it (while I can’t blame him, I’ll always be a little mad at Kyo), that he really just wanted a home. A place where he was happy. Even Kyo had friends and a foster father, despite any verbal abuse launched his way.

When he falls ill, Akito tells Yuki more about Kyo, heartbroken over the loss of his mother and swearing that he’ll kill the Rat and make amends. If possible, Yuki falls into a greater despair and decides to run away, donning the hat that once belonged to Kyo. In a way, this is where we see Yuki’s selfless side, which has always been there--he ran away in order to alleviate some of Kyo’s sadness, which he believes he caused.

GIVE. THIS BOY. A HUG.

So he runs and runs until he finds a woman talking to the police. Her daughter is lost. Now, obviously this is Kyoko--who else could it be--but Yuki doesn’t know that. However, he had seen a little girl crying somewhere and went to find her again. The girl, our lovely Tohru, follows him when he tries to go find Kyoko again to tell her, so he begins to lead her home. When they get there, before they can meet or hug or anything that would put her in danger, he gives her the hat and runs away.

Thus endeth the story of Tohru’s “prince.”

In some ways, this one event helped alleviate some of Yuki’s pain. He was useless and needed. He’d helped someone feel better. That can be the best feeling in the world for someone like Yuki.

Now, the funniest part about all this is Yuki was caught up in a memory. He’s not telling Kakeru any of this. Kakeru himself is a little weird, so he’s not terribly surprised. Yuki finally explains that he met Tohru once and didn’t realize that he had until sometime after they met again. Through her influence, Yuki decided to perservere, as he says, and keep trying to live for himself. Unfortunately, Akito’s influence is strong as well. He became twisted once more.

Poor Yuki. All this time, he wanted that stupid Cat to be his friend. That is one of the most interesting revelations, I think, that we ever see in Fruits Basket. I don’t think we ever find out if Kyo feels similarly, but the fact that Yuki, the one always insulting Kyo, just wanted to be friends is him, is somehow mind-blowing.

Then in comes Tohru again. She was there for him, time and time again. “She accepted me time and time again.” And really, that was all he ever wanted. To be accepted. To have someone care and give a shit. “Like how the sky feels so close, yet so far.”

“Like a mother.”

So, yes, folks, that’s the truth of it: Yuki sees Tohru as the mother he never had. I feel like for some this isn’t the type of truth you ever wanted to see, but here’s the important part to remember: for Yuki, romance wasn’t entirely important. He needed a parent. Someone to care for him. And Tohru gave him that time and time again. Perhaps, at one point, his feelings skewed toward the romantic, but over time, he realized that Tohru wasn’t that for him. She was something he needed much more.

Kyo has his father. Yuki has his Tohru.

And that’s all I’m going to say on that. Because the rest is a matter of what you think.

Episode 22

Y’all forgive me it’s so hard to find gifs months after the episodes air a;lsjdkf;ajsdfas this gif is NOT mine

Hi, I love Kyo.

Anyway.

We pick up right where we left off with the series-changing revelation that Yuki considers Tohru to be his mother. Kakeru is the voice of “lol what do you mean she’s our age”. Yuki explains that he’d always yearned for a parent’s love (haha it’s like I knew that) and valued Tohru’s care so much that it just seemed natural to consider her that way. His inner monologue realizes that’s what Rin was looking for, too.

And like I said before, it takes him a while to realize this is the particular feeling he had prescribed to Tohru. It started when she went after Kyo, the night we see his true form. Of course, as with all the zodiac members, he probably hadn’t been able to put voice to the feeling just yet. It happens. But he even admits that he tried to be romantic with her, but eventually, it just felt too wrong to do. I get it, since I have a friend I consider my father, and when people told us we looked like a couple, we were grossed out beyond belief. So yeah. Makes sense.

Kakeru goes, “Well people look for romance with people like their mom all the time.” First of all, Kakeru, Tohru is nothing like Yuki’s mother. Okay. Second of all, Yuki clarifies that he doesn’t see her as a woman. But Kyo does. The Cat always knew how he felt about her. And you can see the same feeling radiating from Tohru.

*sobs* Okay. Sorry.

Yuki resolves to live on, spurred on by Tohru’s encouragement and love. Kakeru responds by throwing a soccer ball at his face.

I’ve mentioned before I love their relationship, right?

Shenanigans ensue, and Yuki says he might be able to tell Tohru precisely what he told Kakeru, but not right now.

BACK TO THE PLAY! Tohru is attempting to memorize her lines, and Shigure finds out Kyo is the Prince. This angers Kyo, naturally, because no way in hell does he want that Dog to embarrass him. He confiscates Tohru’s script (I cackled at this part) and tells her not to tell Shisho (but she obviously did already). Basically, we get some unintentional flirting between these two until Yuki cuts in using the classic Fruits Basket slapstick.

Yuki tells Kyo that Tohru has the hat in a moment of just sheer understanding passing between them, and Kyo goes to his room to sulk. Cuz Kyo.

A lot of what happens next is pretty self-explanatory: Ayame is Ayame, Yuki is the resigned brother, Tohru can’t play an evil stepsister to save her life, yada yada. The class eventually decides to rewrite the play because obviously a non-evil stepsister ain’t gonna work. Kyo is nowhere to be found. Tohru offers to find him, but Yuki takes over.

Ah, yes. The classic.

Here we see a classic rival clash, but it’s not physical. It’s verbal. Yuki’s very good at putting on a certain face in front of Kyo, but it’s always when Kyo needs it most. Kyo yells that Yuki has his parents. He’s loved and praised. What it all boils down to is that Kyo doesn’t think he’s worthy of being a prince. That’s always been Yuki’s crown to wear. It’s a case of the simplest thing triggering a much deeper emotion. Kyo claims Yuki doesn’t understand, but we all know that’s not the case at all. Yuki understands all too well. So Yuki asks if he really wants to achieve this impossible thing (defeating the Rat), if he really wants to not have anyone to hate.

Kyo punches a window.

We have a brief scene of Machi coming by and saying something about Yuki not being a prince. While the other classmate with her is appalled, Yuki is just stunned. Because that’s probably exactly what he’s wanted to hear all these years. (Go Machi!)

Returning to the classroom, Kyo finds the ever-cheerful Tohru with the revised Cinderella. As she babbles about how he’ll probably be able to do the play better this time around, he reflects on Yuki finding him sulking. Tohru notices his injured hand, and he just leans on her. He’s very good at this, I’ve noticed. The leaning. Makes my heart pound every time. And clearly, it worked on Tohru, too.

Kyo tells her she better not laugh at his performance, and they go home.

And scene.

Episode 23

To be frank, this episode doesn’t need much analysis. It’s mostly comedy and shenanigans and everything one could love about Fruits Basket.

Also, woof. Kyo with long hair.

We’ve got a narrator telling the classic Cinderella while the play goes in an entirely different direction. Cinderella Hanajima loves her Stepsister Tohru deeply but fears the prince taking her away. (Oh wait this is an allegory or something isn’t it.)

Flash forward to the ball, Prince Kyo wants nothing to do with all of this, and Buddy Uotani is telling him to get the hell up. Kyo doesn’t budge, refusing to dance with anyone, until, of course, Tohru approaches. He wigs out, because that’s what Kyo does, and tries to call her back. It’s almost like he forgets this is a play or something as he deflates from rejecting Tohru.

Cinderella arrives, she and Kyo clash, she leaves, wishing she’d eaten more meat. Naturally, a glass slipper is left behind. Kyo says he doesn’t really want to go find the girl, and Uotani begins the second most important scene of the episode.

With passionate urging, Uotani tells Kyo not to waste this chance to see her, saying that some people don’t get to see the people they want to. Then she screams, “COME SEE ME, DAMMIT” and we all know that’s aimed at Kureno.

We got to the classic glass slipper scene, and Hanajima enters and pulls quite the badass move. She asks Kyo if he plans on deceiving himself forever and keeping himself locked away. Most of the audience doesn’t really know that she’s referring to his feelings for Tohru and, to us the viewer, the way he’s going to willingly give up his freedom after high school ends.

Kyo: “So what if I do? Does that hurt anyone else?”

Tohru knows precisely what conversation is happening, and she starts to say that she doesn’t want to lose him. But, being Tohru, she’s not quite able to put it into words. But Kyo picks up on this, and he’s taken off guard. He’s an idiot, not picking up on her feelings for him in their entirety despite all the hints thrown his way. Even Momiji and Kisa know what’s going on here.

Awkwardness ensues, Yuki swoops in and tells Kyo to make his wish come true on his own in a classic “Broheim you better FUGGIN do it YOU HEAR ME” way.

The play ends, we see Shisho, Kyo tells him not to get married (because Hanajima is swooping in), and we find out Haru told him about the play. Obligatory reference to shirtless Kyo. Shisho picks up on Kyo’s conflicted feelings about Tohru while Kyo tells himself Tohru probably wasn’t trying to say what he thought she was.

Shenanigans ensue again, this time with Haru and Hiro, which is pretty funny, and then we check in on Yuki and Kakeru, who see Machi getting bullied. Petty girls being petty about a girl who’s not petty. How petty. Machi makes it clear that she thinks Yuki’s an airhead (which hits him like a brick LOLLLL) and then she says he seems lonely. That gives him pause, because she picked up on the one thing no one else at the school (besides other Sohmas and Tohru) have picked up on. She’s amazing like that.

BACK TO KYO I LOVE HIM. He meets up with Tohru and they start walking together. At the exact same time, they tell themselves that it couldn’t be, the other doesn’t have feelings for them. “I won’t let myself think it.”

And they break their own hearts in the process.

Pardon me, I have to sob again.

Episode 24

Once again, the gif is not mine. Apologies, y’all, I’m bad at this.

MACHI TIME!

The student council is going out to party--er, not really party, but just have lunch, I guess. Machi doesn’t really want to come, and Yuki tries to get her opinion on things so they can make everything more amenable. She tells him he doesn’t need to make such a fuss, that her opinions aren’t his concern. He says she’s right, and that he just wants to see the world through her eyes.

Does he REALIZE when he does that??? Probably not.

Anyway, everyone goes home, Yuki and Kakeru are THEM at its finest, and Machi goes home. Her mother calls, and we see a little bit of her past, where her mother pressured her to be better than Kakeru at everything. This suppressed her personality to a point of what her mother calls dullness. And Machi agrees. She knows she’s dull, that she struggled to make people happy, only to be abandoned and left an empty shell.

She then reflects on how Yuki’s changed. Even when he smiled before, it seemed lonely, not genuine. But now he’s changing to smile for real. While he’s changed, she’s remained stagnant.

Machi ends up going to the student council gathering, reflecting on how she’s not sure if she means something to the world. She’s stopped in her tracks by Yuki calling out to her, saying he’s glad she came. And she drops everything.

What happens next is typical rom com. Yuki notices she kept the maple leaf and says he’s happy, Machi yells that there wasn’t any special reason behind her keeping it. Understandably, Yuki is confused. Kakeru makes her embarrassment worse by popping in, but it’s a cute moment, because Yuki finally gets the answer to the question, “What’s your favorite color?” Because of course he remembered.

We cut over to Tohru, who’s staying with Shisho for New Year’s so she’s not lonely. Good call on the part of the Sohmas. Yuki and Shigure really just didn’t want to leave Kyo alone with Tohru, which is funny in itself since Kyo is a harmless kitty, but alas.

But they’re not alone with Shisho; Rin’s there! And Tohru goes in for a hug only to splat against the wall. Poor thing. We find out Rin and Kyo don’t exactly like each other, but they don’t dislike each other either. Very confusing, but I don’t question it.

We cut over to the banquet and a riveting shot of Hatori (fanservice for Hatori’s fanclub hehehehe) and we get some Ayame and Shigure shenanigans. I love them dearly, ridiculous as they are. We see Akito try to do the thing with Yuki again, saying he forgives him for his transgressions, and Yuki just says that he forgives Akito as well. He’s tired of blaming others, sick of it. He needs to move so he can change.

Akito sees something in his eyes, and she has a flashback to something involving Kureno. So he attacks, demanding Yuki apologize. The rest of the zodiac is stunned and confused. Ayame mobilizes to get Yuki some medical attention, and Hatori helps him out. Yuki takes a moment to apologize for blaming Hatori all those years for what happened when he was a kid. We see that Hatori felt indebted to Yuki for that as well and had resolved to keep an eye on him. They have a brotherly moment.

We see Tohru resolve to wish for the curse to be broken this year, and Momiji gives Kureno the DVD of the play where Uotani yells for him to see her. Haru goes to see Rin, who’s fallen asleep. Overall, Tohru says, she wishes for change.

Dun dun dun.

Episode 25

The plot thickens.

So we start off with Kureno and Akito, where Akito feels kinda sick after the episode with Yuki (episode as in incident, not---anyway). Kureno promises to stay by his side, and we immediately cut to Uo still missing him, but not saying so in so many words.

Tohru reflects on what happened during New Year’s, including Yuki coming back with a bandage on his forehead. He explains that he stood up to Akito, and he asks her if she thinks he did a good job. Now he’s just milking the mom thing, but she doesn’t seem to notice as she says yes.

Back to the present, we see that Shigure and Akito are fighting. He says something snarky about how Akito’s the one who’s always with Kureno, and Hatori treats this like it’s a childish argument. It is. Because Shigure’s a bit of a child. But it’s a bit deeper than that. They discuss how Kureno feels different than the rest of the zodiac, but they don’t say exactly what it is. That’s for later.

Kureno watches the DVD of the play, and he struggles with his feelings for Uo and his loyalty to Akito. He calls Shigure’s house and gets Shigure, and then we see Tohru come home and go right back out for an errand. She ends up at a park and sees some sparrows (AH YES, THE SYMBOLISM), and Kureno walks over to her, causing the sparrows to fly away.

What’s important here is to remember that members of the zodiac attract the animal they have the spirit of. We see it most often with Kyo and the cats. So why is Kureno chasing away the sparrows, the bird he turned into? Even Tohru is confused, until he hugs her and nothing happens.

That is to say, his curse is broken.

Kureno explains that he’s not sure how it happened--which disappoints Tohru, considering her quest to break the curse--only that it did. Now he’s resolved to stay by Akito’s side, meaning he can’t see Uotani anymore. He tries, unsuccessfully, to make himself feel better by saying that he doesn’t need to see her--their meetings were flukes. Then Tohru puts her hand on his face, and he admits that he fell in love with Uo.

And thus, we reach the crux of Kureno’s conflict: he’s free to do whatever he wants now, but because of that, he needs to stay by Akito’s side. And really, it’s because he can’t stand to see that child cry again over an ancient bond. He needs to be there for Akito, so that he can always be there and never abandon “that sorrowful girl.”

Tohru is shocked, and yet something seems to fall into place when she realizes Akito is a girl.

And that’s where the season ends.

~ ~ ~

That was a long boy, so sorry about that, folks! Now I’m off to finally watch the first episode of the new season! See y’all next time!

#fruits basket #furuba #fruits basket season 2 #excellent i actually did this at some point #now to actually watch episode 1 of season 3 #y'all i'm so sorry i bet no one actually cares about these a;lsdjkf;alsdjkfads

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beelziebabie · 4 years

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Title: Alphabet Headcanons with Beelzebub

Time Started: 4:25 AM

Time Finished: 5:30 AM

SFW or NSFW?: SFW

Reader insert?: Yes

SFW:

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

Beelzebub has a strange way of showing you affection. He’ll shower you in snacks and different foods until you cant eat anymore, then wait until you can eat to feed you to the brim again. He’s trying his best ok

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

You knew each other from your arrival in Devildom, but your friendship really blossomed when you had to move in with him temporarily. He opened up to you and you respected him a lot for that, especially since you are just a human, no one special. Soon, even after you got your room back, you started hanging out in his room again just to talk with him.

So many movie nights. Only because you want to watch a lot of movies and he just wants popcorn. Secret tips to the kitchen at night, going to Hell’a Kitchen during lunch, all that jazz. He’s obviously a pretty good cook, so if you’re lacking in that department he will surely give you some pointers.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

Is pretty open to cuddles but fairly shy about it. Even if he wants a short hug, he’ll give you hand a light squeeze to get your attention, then stare at you with puppy dog eyes and its hard to say no to that. His favorite way to cuddle you is to envelop you in his arms, most of the time picking you up. When spooning, he likes being the big spoon because it makes him feel like he’s protecting you the way he couldn’t for “others.”

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

Like I said before. Definitely good at cooking. Give him any recipe and he’ll be able to make it better than what you’d expect. He’s decent at cleaning, but most of the time when he cleans up after himself he’ll just get hungry again from thinking about how the mess was made. He’ll go back to eating right when he’s halfway done cleaning. The cycle continues.

And yes, he does want to get settled down, but not yet. He isn’t ready. He’s already pretty mature but he has a lot of anxiety of not being able to protect the little one good enough. He doesn’t want a repeat of what happened.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

Gently but also very straightforward at the same time. Right at the end of the day, because he would want to ruin their mood for the entire day. He’s give them a huge hug first (depending on the reason why he’s breaking up with them) then tell it to them straight up. He’d explain why straight after, apologize, then leave to give them some time to think.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

Very loyal. Super super loyal and would do anything for his partner’s sake. Again, he doesn’t want to get married right at the moment, but when he’s older and stronger he’d definitely consider it.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

GENTLE GIANT. Snacks and cuddles always available if you ever need it, just say the word. The average demon is taller than the average human by a long shot, and on top of that Beelzebub is taller than your average demon. He’d carry you wherever you’d want to go, always at your beckon call.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

Loves hugs so much. Ive said this a lot before but he really, REALLY likes the feeling of being able to shield you from anything that could potentially harm you. He doesn’t initiate the hugs often. His hugs are very warm and cozy, like sitting in front of a fireplace. But sometimes hug sessions get interrupted from his grumbling belly lol

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

Not very fast. He’s scared to get attached too quickly and end up losing you. So he’d wait until it was unbearable to wait any longer. Then he’d probably say it on accident and will be so flustered about it.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

Not the jealous type! But when he does get jealous its obvious. He’ll eat a little bit less than usual, he’ll look a bit angrier, and it’ll be easier to tick him off.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Collarbone and neck kisses when he’s feeling Intimate, Forehead and cheek kisses for something cuter. Especially likes forehead kisses because it reminds him of his height different between you two. When you share your first kiss, he’ll of course taste like food. But past that, he tastes like peppermint and cherry, quite an addicting flavor if you ask me. He probably keeps multiple packs of gum on him just to make sure his breath is fresh.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

So so protective. Since theyre young, naive, and weak, he’d use that as even more of a reason to protect them from literally anything. Plastic fork? Dangerous. Doll? Dangerous. String? DEFINITELY dangerous.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

When he wakes up he wastes no time in getting ready. If anything he rushes, a lot. Just to get downstairs and eat. But when he isnt rushing, he’d actually lay in his bed for a good 10 minutes before actually getting up. His mornings are kind of slow, when he isnt hingry that is.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Cuddles all through the night. He’ll only let you go if its an absolute emergency. If not, don’t expect to be getting up until his next snack break.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

I said this earlier but he started opening up to you when you had to move in with him. He says everything slowly, because thinking back on those times hurts him a lot. You’ll definitely need to hold him through it, even if its just holding his hand.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

Not very easily. He’s also very east to please, too. Just don’t eat his food and everything is good.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

All depends on his relationship with you. When youre starting off as friends, he wont pay any mind to the little things you do. But as your relationship progresses he starts to notice them and honestly he gets a bit flustered by it.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

The first time you cook something for him. It wouldn’t taste the same as anything else he has ever eaten before. He would love it so much that he would beg you to make him food more often.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

Ive already covered this and its kinda nnoying now lmao

And no, he wouldn’t want to be protected. He believes that he is strong enough to protect himself and he doesn’t want to burden anyone.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

Tbh not much for dates and gifts and stuff like that. For anniversaries however, he’ll take you out on a date to one of his favorite restaurants, or cook a huge meal for both you and him. He’d eat most of it though.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

He eats a lot. And he eats anything that fits his appetite, even if its not actual food. And sometimes when you’re together his hunger will pop up again and he’ll need to eat something before continuing. You don’t blame him, but he feels a bit bad about it.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

Not very concerned at all. He’ll occasionally dress up but only if he’s being told to. Other than that, no, he doesn’t really care much about his looks. He just wants to look presentable enough to go out.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Also depends on your relationship with him. If you’re just a friend who he occasionally talks to, then no, he wouldn’t care much about you. But anything past that he would feel like you are becoming more and more part of him.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

idk lmfao

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

In general, he wouldn’t like it if you were sneaky when it comes to food. Please don’t ever steal his food. I’m begging you.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

Cant sleep without holding something. Whether it be a pillow or a person, he needs to hold something while going to sleep. When you came into his life he slowly eased that onto you, starting with just sitting on the bed with you as you slept, then he would lay down with you and drape his arm across you, then after that he’d hold you just like a child would to a teddy bear.

NSFW version coming right after this!

(sorry if theres spelling mistakes lmfao im so tired sorry)

#obey me #obey me beelzebub #beelzebub #beelzebub obey me #obey me shall we date #reader insert #beelzebub x reader #sfw headcanons #obey me headcanons #lmfao why did this take me so long.#i should be sleeping #beelzebub headcanons #alphabet headcanons #sfw alphabet headcanons #sfw alphabet

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tcpimpabutterfly · 3 years

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THE ULTIMATE RELATIONSHIP TAG

Status: Accepting

@streetsofsecrets said: tony and naomi!

Disagreements:

Who is more likely to raise their voice?: Tony, but unintentionally. Like not directly at Naomi to hurt her feelings, but just because his temper is rising and he needs to let off some of that steam.

Who threatens to leave but never actually does?: Tony! First off, she’s always at his house so why would he leave his own house, second of all I can see the two of them being very stubborn in the moment and having a “You know what? I’m over this!” Type moment and the other person being like “Okay, so leave then!😤” and neither of them actually doing it.

Who actually keeps their word and leaves?: I can see Naomi leaving him alone for a couple of hours and going to take a walk with Rocky around the city just to clear her mind.

Who trashes the house?: that house is too big for any of them to even start thinking about trashing it.

Do either of them get physical?: Something will maybe get tossed, but that’s about as far as that goes. Their arguments rarely get that serious.

How often do they argue/disagree?: I find that they tend to argue more once they both start getting full schedules. They have a lot on their plate, Naomi with working on her debut album still and Tony with his whole redeeming himself in the media thing, so they’re both on their toes. It’s a lot of pressure and sometimes they find themselves unintentionally taking it out on each other. Mostly it’s petty and they’ll recognize that and do something to calm their nerves, so serious arguments happen rarely.

Who is the first to apologise?: Naomi technically? It’s something that they do together if their argument is ever too serious. She’ll talk it out with him, tell him what she didn’t like about the argument, how she could’ve responded a little better than she did, and they both say sorry to each other at the end. It was corny at first for the both of them, but they’re working on their communication skills. She’s usually the one to initiate the apologizing process.

Sex:

Who is on top?: Tony, Naomi is too shy for all that 🥴

Who is on the bottom?: Naomi. Though, after some experience and comfortableness, she might go for top position one day.

Who has the strangest desires?: Naomi, but because she’s still trying to figure out what she likes and doesn’t like. Like she’ll randomly come up to Tony or they’ll be laying in bed and she’ll be like “Can I play with your feet?” And then she’ll know if she has a foot kink or not. She does not 😔.

Any kinks?: Naomi took a kink test once and was displeasingly shocked to find out that she was 76% vanilla. The test also told her that she has a thing for exhibition, masochism, voyeurism.

Who’s dominant in bed?: Tony, but I don’t think dominance really plays a part in their sessions like that unless they’re really getting into it. Also, she’s come to ththe conclusion that’s she’s a switch.

Is head ever in the equation?: Yeah, sex without foreplay and build up is so boring to her, it’s exactly why she doesn’t have any experience like that!

If so, who is better at performing it?: They’re both really good, but Naomi is better at it ☝🏾

Ever had sex in public?: Absolutely do not come into their dressing room if it’s locked or has a dnd tag on it. So, yes.

Who moans the most?: Hmmmm, the both of them moan a lot me think.

Who leaves the most marks?: Naomi. It’s kind of her thing, but she makes sure to put them in spots where they won’t show.

Who screams the loudest?: Naomi, maybe she’ll even hit a high note for him.

Who is the more experienced of the two?: Obviously it’s Tony, but Naomi is going to work her way up there!

Do they ‘fuck’ or ‘make love’?: hmm, fuck. Lovemaking doesn’t come later on until they’re able to classify what they have as a relationship.

Rough or soft?: 75% rough, 25% soft.

How long do they usually last?: 30mins to an hour. Maybe an hour and thirty minutes if they’re feeling eventful.

Is protection used?: Sometimes they remember to use it and sometimes they forget.

Does it ever get boring?: No, they’re always trying new things because of Naomi.

Where is the strangest place they’d have sex?: In a recording studio booth. At least that was weird for Naomi. Makes her laugh every time she thinks about it.

Family:

Do your muses plan on having children/or have children?: Naomi wants children eventually because she has this whole Kardashian or Jackson 5 (depending on what type of talent her kids come out with) future for them or any type of future that’ll involve them benefiting from nepotism. She never really brought up kids or asked Tony directly if he wanted them so if they ever have them it’ll 100% be an accident. Plus, they’re both really busy with their careers to even be thinking about kids like that. BUT, because of what you sent me on Discord they gotta have at least one eventually.

If so, how many children do your muses want/have?: Naomi wants a bunch of them and by a bunch I mean around 3-5. She’s always wanted a big family and wanted that family aspect to be important to her family since it was really only her and her mom growing up.

Who is the favorite parent?: Their kids love both of them dearly, they really do! BUT, they just have a certain bias towards Naomi since she’s always so affection with them, always showing love, and fit into the role of a parent pretty quick. It took Tony a minute to do the same, but he came around eventually.

Who is the authoritative parent?: Tony. Naomi just threatens to discipline them by saying she’s going to do things like take away their phone, but them in timeout, etc but she never actually does it. Tony is the one who steps up and actually does it. She’s a pushover when it comes to kids.

Who is more likely to allow the children to have a day off school?: Naomi. The kid can be the absolute worse at acting and put no effort into their sick voice and she’d still be like “Tony 🥺 look at them 🥺🥺 they don’t feel good!! 🥺”

Who’s more likely to let them indulge in sweets and junk food when the other isn’t around?: Tony. I feel like he uses candy as a means of bribery for the children.

Who turns up to extra curricular activities to support their children?: Even with busy schedules they do their best to turn up and support them and if only one can make it they make sure to take plenty of pictures and videos for the other to see or FaceTime them so they can act like they’re there.

Who goes to parent teacher interviews?: Naomi.

Who changes the diapers?: Naomi tricks Tony into changing them all the time. She’ll hand the baby off to him knowing their diaper is full and once he points it out she’ll act all oblivious.

Who gets up in the middle of the night to feed the baby?: Tony. Naomi is one heavy sleeper.

Who spends the most time with the children?: Naomi. Her schedule isn’t nearly as packed as Tony’s is and even when it is she makes sure to keep everything she has to do in the same area or bring them along with her. She doesn’t want to be one of those famous moms that leave their kids with nannies all the time.

Who packs their lunch boxes?: Naomi tries to remember to do it, but the kids almost always end up doing it themselves.

Who gives their children ‘the talk’?: Naomi is coming to the dining table with all types of fruit for presentation and Tony is getting dragged along with her.

Who cleans up after the kids?: Even though they’re rich enough to have maids clean up for them, which they probably do, Naomi feels it’s her responsibility to clean up after them until they’re old enough to do it themselves.

Who worries the most?: Tony. Naomi just went into momma bear mode so quickly and easily while it was a lot harder for Tony to adjust to having a child and the responsibilities that come with that.

Who are the children more likely to learn their first swear word from?: Tony. Luckily their child’s first word was “Madone!” And not something like shot.

Affection:

Who likes to cuddle?: Naomi. She’ll just flop on Tony without his permission or not.

Who is the little spoon?: Naomi. After a long day of nonstop work she needs to be held.

Who gets naughty in the most inappropriate of places?: heh, Tony.

Who struggles to keep their hands to themself?: Naomi. Whether it’s messing with his hands or rubbing her foot against his underneath the table, she seems to always be touching him in some way.

How long can they cuddle until one becomes uncomfortable?: For a while. Usually their cuddle sessions end when Naomi has to go pee or gets hungry.

Who gives the most kisses?: Naomi, but even by other people’s standards that’s not a lot of kisses.

What is their favourite non-sexual activity?: Recording studio sessions together! A lot of crazy things and great ideas have came about from them being in the studio together.

Where is their favourite place to cuddle?: On the bed.

Who is more likely to playfully grope the other?: Naomi has definitely pounced or smacked something of Tony’s for a Tik Tok.

How often do they get time to themselves?: Not often. They might work together a lot, but time alone where it’s just them and they don’t have any business to take care of is rare. Some days, weeks even, they do without seeing or talking to each other.

Sleeping:

Who snores?: The both of them do.

If both do, who snores the loudest?: Surprisingly, it’s Naomi. She be in the bed slumped 😴

Do they share a bed or sleep separately?: In the beginning they used to sleep separately, but I feel like a classic “Sorry, something happened and there’s only one bed in the room!” Fanfic type moment happened to them.

If they sleep together, do they cozy up together or lay far apart?: They actually lay apart. Not too far apart, their legs are sometimes intertwined, but they don’t sleep too close together.

Who talks in their sleep?: Naomi, sometimes.

What do they wear to bed?: Naomi goes to sleep naked dksjdkdk. But when Tony sleeps with her she tries to be civil and at least wear a robe or some underwear to bed. Sometimes.

Are either of your muses insomniacs?: No. they do find themselves staying up longer than the average person whether that be because of work or because they have a lot on their mind.

Can sleeping pills be found by the bedside?: Yeah, mostly to fix jet lag. Naomi used to take them after she got kidnapped because she found it hard to fall asleep some nights, but she doesn’t really take them like that anymore.

Do they wrap their limbs around each other or just lay side by side?: Sometimes Naomi will drape her arm and one leg over Tony’s torso.

Who wakes up with bed hair?: Naomi. She’s always forgetting to put her bonnet or scarf on so she wakes up looking like a lion.

Who wakes up first?: Tony. Naomi is not a morning person at all, but she gets up like 30 mins after him.

Who prepares breakfast in bed for the other?: if by breakfast in bed you mean “I bought some breakfast for you but I’m going to put it on a plate and pretend like I cooked it,” then Naomi!

What is their favourite sleeping position?: Side by side with some of them limbs draped over the other. Not completely cuddling, but not completely separate either.

Who hogs the sheets?: Naomi’s trifling self.

Do they set an alarm each night?: Unless they have something planned the next day, no.

Can a television be found in their bedroom?: Yeah. Naomi needs to be able to rewatch Sailor Moon and Adventure Time from the comfort of her bed.

Who has nightmares?: The both of them. They’re not too intense, but every now and then one of them will get one that wakes them up from their sleep and has them up for the rest of the night.

Who has ridiculous dreams?: Naomi. I’m not even going to go into her weird dreams.

Who sprawls out and takes up most of the bed?: I’m going to throw out a wild card and say Naomi’s evil little shih tzu.

Who makes the bed?: Naomi has the habit of making it as soon as she gets up from the bed.

What time is bed time?: whenever they get home from work that day.

Any routines/rituals before bed?: Sometimes they have a whole bedtime ritual going on like a shower, skincare, etc. but sometimes they’re so exhausted from work that they get home and just collapse on the bed.

Who’s the grumpiest when they wake up?: The both of them. Especially when they think of all the work they have to do that day.

Work:

Who is the busiest?: They’re both equally busy in their own ways, but Tony a little more than Naomi since she’s still an upcoming artist and trying to make those connections and get relevant enough to be on certain talk shows.

Who rakes in the highest income?: They both make a lot of money, but Tony makes more.

Are any of your muses unemployed?: Nope!

Who takes the most sick days?: Naomi. She can be lazy at times.

Who is more likely to turn up late to work?: hmmm, I’m going to say Tony because Naomi would say Tony.

Who sucks up to their boss?: I wouldn’t say suck up, but Tony definitely works a lot more in favor of his higher ups and media than Naomi does.

What are their jobs?: They’re both famous singers!

Who stresses the most?: The both of them. Tony is working at redeeming his career and Naomi is working at getting hers started, they’re both very stressful people.

Do your muses enjoy or despise their careers/occupations?: While their career does have a lot of cons, it’s things like meeting fans, being able to put your work out there, and getting rewarded for your work that makes it all worth it!

Are your muses financially stable?: pft, between the two of them they have enough money to make sure their grandkids’ kids are cared for.

Home:

Who does the washing?: they have someone that does that for them!

Who takes out the trash?: Naomi. Sometimes she’ll take the dogs with her just for a quick short walk.

Who does the ironing?: they have someone who does this for them too, but Naomi will pull out the iron every now and then if her clothes aren’t looking crisp.

Who does the cooking?: Either Tony does it or they eat out.

Who is more likely to burn the house down just trying?: There’s a random burn spot on Tony’s marble counters and Naomi definitely has no idea where it came from!

Who is messier?: Naomi. She’s clumsier in nature too.

Who leaves the toilet roll empty?: Tony. Naomi throws the roll at him every time he forgets or she’ll waddle our the bathroom angrily to get some more.

Who leaves their dirty clothes on the floor?: I think the both of them have a habit of doing that, sadly. Especially Naomi, catch her leaving award show dresses on the floor all the time.

Who forgets to flush the toilet?: Neither of them I would hope.

Who is the prankster around the house?: Naomi all the way. She just loves messing with him in general. His reactions are always funny to her.

Who loses the car keys when it comes time to go somewhere?: Tony. Naomi doesn’t even know how to drive.

Who mows the lawn?: They have someone who does that.

Who answers the telephone?: Naomi leaves that to Tony.

Who does the vacuuming?: Naomi if she notices she spilled or got something on the floor because she’s messy like that.

Who does the groceries?: They usually get them delivered or have someone else do them cause no one is trying to have a mini meet and greet at a grocery store. Sometimes she’ll force him to go on late night Target with her.

Who takes the longest to shower?: Naomi. She’s preforming for her world tour in there. She has to preform a full set.

Who spends the most time in the bathroom?: Also Naomi.

Miscellaneous:

Is money a problem?: Nope!

How many cars do they own?: I feel like Tony has more than one car, so all of his cars plus the one car Dominic bought for Naomi.

Do they own their home or do they rent?: Own! Each of them own their own places.

Do they live near the coast or deep in the countryside?: neither.

Do they live in the city or in the country?: They live in the city, but separated from the rest of the city in a gated community that wealthy people alike live in.

Do they enjoy their surroundings?: Yeah. Hardly anyone ever comes by to bother them and the view is nice.

What’s their song?: Love by Keyshia Cole. Of course it has to be some 2000s song because of Naomi.

What do they do when they’re away from each other?: FaceTime each other because Naomi truly has no idea what she’s doing and calls him for every little thing. It’s a dependency she gets rid of eventually, but then it sneaks back up on her kinda after her kidnapping.

Where did they first meet?: in one of those meeting rooms.

How did they first meet?: Well, Naomi and Dominic were both new to the music industry and really didn’t have much direction in what they were doing, so Naomi recommenced picking out someone to help them. It was mostly for her, but Dominic still agreed. She picked out Tony, Dominic reach out to him, set up a meeting for them to all meet and present him with the idea, and the rest is history.

Who spends the most money when out shopping?: The both of them can be a bit lavish with their spendings.

Who’s more likely to flash their assets?: Naomi. Not in a cocky way, but in a ‘This is how you know I made it!’ Type way.

Who finds it amusing when the other trips over?: Don’t let Tony fall or trip in front of Naomi because she will constantly crack jokes.

Any mental issues?: They got a few, but mostly Tony.

Who’s terrified of bugs?: Neither of them honestly.

Who kills the spiders around the house?: Naomi takes them outside if her Great Dane hasn’t already ate them.

Their favourite place?: Naomi’s moms house. It’s one of the few places where they can take a break from the media and being famous and just relax. Plus, she’s an interesting old lady to talk to about her stories from broadway.

Who pays the bills?: They split that! Or at least Naomi tries to split it with him, but I feel like Tony would try to take care of it himself.

Do they have any fears for their future?:

Who’s more likely to surprise the other with a fancy dinner?: Naomi. Every since he bought her that very shiny bracelet for Christmas she likes to surprise him with luxury things too.

Who uses up all of the hot water?: Naomi.

Who’s the tallest?: They’re both pretty tall, Naomi being 5’8 and Tony being....however tall he is. There’s not much of a height difference between them.

Who’s more likely to just randomly hop into the shower with the other?: Naomi. She has places to be too.

Who wanders around in their underwear?: Naomi. She’ll walk around with a whole titty popping out of her robe, she doesn’t care!

Who sings the loudest when singing along to the radio?: They both be vibing out in the car.

What do they tease each other about?: Everything! They’re always picking and bullying each other. If they’d own do it then the media is. At least their bullying has a funny and friendly undertone to it.

Who is more likely to cringe at the other’s fashion sense at times?: “I know you’re Italian, but do you have to dress like that all the time?” —Naomi to Tony on multiple occasions.

Do they have mutual friends?: Yeah, they have a lot of the same connections in the industry and even outside of the industry seeing that the Amicis are a crime family as well.

Who crushed first?: Naomi, you caught her red handed. She never acted on it until later on because she honestly thought Tony didn’t like her at all at first. Not even had a colleague.

Any alcohol or substance related problems?: Tony 👀👀

Who is more likely to stumble home, drunk, at 3am?: Tony and he has before 😔

Who swears the most?: The both of them swear equally as much. Naomi only a tiny bit more than Tony.

#( ANSWERED ASKS. )#( NAOMI ANSWERED ASKS. )#( NAOMI & TONY. )#STREETSOFSECRETS ( TONY. )#streetsofsecrets

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deathvalleyqueen · 4 years

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Full clear on OC asks for Sam! 💋

Thank you my dear... now lets gush about John’s first born and only son shall we???

BASICS

What’s their full name? - Samuel Joseph Seed

What does their name mean? Why were they named that? - Well he was going to be named Joseph, after his Uncle...The Father... but his mother was having none of that and switched out the birth certificate forms for the one she had filled out because there was no way in hell Mary Jane was about to let her precious baby boy be named after Joseph... though she allowed his middle name to be Joseph as a way to keep the peace.

Do they have any nicknames? - SOOOO MANY! Sam - is the most common one and what most people call him. Sammie - What MJ still calls him even as an adult. Bubby - Ellie’s nickname for him as a child, Thing 1 - Sean’s nickname for him as kids. Cousin It - Finn’s nickname for him. Jesus - another Finn nickname. (because he looks like the only image of Jesus they had ever seen) Weasel - Mac gives him this as small child and sticks.

How old are they? - At the time of New Dawn 24 almost 25 years old.

When’s their birthday? - October 19th

What’s their zodiac sign/element/birthstone/etc.? Do they believe that holds any significance?

What’s their species/subspecies? Do they have any special/magical abilities? - He’s a Seed... does that count? He has John’s “far too blue” eyes...so like... That could be considered super powers....

What “class” do they belong to (for fantasy characters)? If none, what weapon do they favor? - If there was such thing as a Healer Mage class in the FC universe.. .that would probably be Sam’s class because he is exceptionally smart with a real focus in medicine and science/chemistry. If the Collapse wouldn’t have happened he would probably have gone to Med School to become a surgeon.

APPEARANCE

What do they look like? - Same is the tallest of MJ and John’s kids standing just a hair taller than his father at 5′11. He has long dark brown hair and an impressive beard, both of which he has sported since he was 16 making him often be mistaken for much older than he is. He slight of build and looks to be in far better shape physically than he is actually is.

Do they have a face claim? - Tom Payne - Specifically as Paul “Jesus” Rovia from TWD

What’s their style like? Clothes, hair, makeup? - He is a pretty standard guy. He isn’t fancy, mostly because this world doesn’t allow for it. He likes t-shirts, sweaters and jeans. He will wear an old button up shirt if he can find it and has several trench coats he has acquired over the years. His hair is usually down and one the rare occasion that he puts it up, Lily always glares at him and tells him to put his hair down before their mother sees... because with his hair up.. he looks a lot like a young Joseph.

How do they carry themselves? What’s their default expression? - Sam is a very self assured young man, bordering on the cockiness of John in his youth. He has been painfully aware that he was always one of the more intelligent people in the room from a young age and developed a bit of a superiority complex because of it. He tends to stand with his shoulders back and hands at his side or in his pockets. He is an observer, rarely the person leading the conversation but always watching and passing his judgment.

Do they have any physical ailments or disabilities? - Sam is the only one of MJ and John’s kids to have been born with health issues. He had a medium sized hole in his heart when he was born that eventually required surgery. Though since that surgery had very little issue besides a heart mummer. This however left MJ way over protective of him well into adulthood.

PERSONALITY

What’s their alignment? Lawful Neutral

Which one of the 16 Personality Types do they fit into? - INTP

What are their hobbies and interests? Do they have any particular “favorites” (food, books, and so on)? - Sam loves music, he plays piano and guitar. He is much more of a classical music person and as a child spent hours practicing. His favorite books are Animal Farm and Frankenstein. His favorite food as a child was pizza and pasta, as an adult he is happy with whatever he can get but still loves carbs. His favorite item from his childhood he was able to keep was a model plane that John and him made when he was 6. It’s of John’s plane.

What are they bad at? - Dealing with intense emotions, both their own and other people’s. He never knows how to react and often seems to ‘over react’ with his own emotions. He also can not shoot to save his life.

What kind of things do they dislike/hate? - Unnecessary cruelty. Onions, Fish and split pea soup.

Do they have any vices/addictions/mental illnesses? - Well... lets just start with he has a lot of childhood trauma... which defiantly manifests it’s self in some pretty well hidden anxiety and depression. He also comes from a long line of people who suffer with various addictions and I could see Sam having again...a very well hidden...drinking problem. Particularly post-ND events.

What are their goals and motivations? - Their end goal is not peace, as much as an agreement that would allow everyone to function as they need to with in a certain set of rules... IE... he wants to re-establish a ruling body of government on a very small scale in Hope County that would allow for the communities to work together when needed but function independently as they wish as long as they cause no harm to the other communities. This is motivated by his study of history and his belief that because he has studied so much, he has found fault in the old systems and what he will build will be better.

What are their manners like? Any habits? - He has an odd stillness about him, even as small child. He was the quite one, the better behaved of the twins (easily the most well behaved of all MJ and John’s children). He tends to crack his knuckles when he is nervous or clear his throat when he feels the conversation is getting off topic.

What are they most afraid of? - Not being able to do enough. He sees what happened because of his father, his family.. his mother’s family. Sam feels (like all the kids do in some way) responsible for fixing the mess that the Seeds created in Hope County.

BACKGROUND

Where were they born? What was their childhood like? - He was born with his sister Lilith at the birthing center in Hope County (but both he and Lily were sent to a much bigger hospital shortly after they were born because the small hospital couldn’t handle them being 8 weeks early). Their childhood before the collapse was filled with pockets of really happy times mixed with stretches of chaos. Both he and Lily vividly remember The Project at Eden’s Gate and the events of the Reaping. Both he and Lily were present for the attempted arrest of Joseph. After the collapse it was still difficult in the bunker as both his parents struggled with believed loss of Jacob, Ellie and worst of all Grace. Once they left the bunker things settled into a new normal. He is very close with Lily and Rose, as well as his Uncle Mac. He is close with both of his parents but is resentful on some level of their preoccupation with losing Grace.

What’s their family like? - A hot mess... but the core they are very tight knit. Sam is more ready to trust a member of his immediate family than anyone else.

What factions or organizations are they a part of? What ranks and titles do they hold? - He and Lily were called “The First of the Children of New Eden” within the Project as small children and as an adult he holds the role of the “doctor” in the community John calls “Redemption” but really Sam is main intelligence gatherer as people are very disarmed by him because of his ability to help the sick.

How do they fit into their “story”? - Sam is Ethan’s foil for lack of a better way of putting. Ethan is grasping for power, while Sam wants nothing do with holding an position at all within New Eden. He has no desire to fulfill any of the role that The Father saw him. He is easily the one most suited to lead, but has no desire what so ever to lead anyone or be any manner of spiritual leader to people.

Where do they currently live? What’s their place like?

How do they eventually die? - He dies of a sudden heart attack while speaking to a group of people gathered in New Eden (preaching basically) at the age of 36. He dies before both his parents and all three of his sisters.

RELATIONSHIPS

Do they have any friends? Would they consider anyone to be their best friend? - His best friend is easily Lily, because they are twins. Their relationship is just on a different level than other peoples. They understand each other often with just glances and small changes in expression. He also becomes close with Finn, both sharing a bit of a sarcastic and witty sense of humor.

What’s their friend group like? What role do they play in it?

What’s their love life like? (See also: ship question meme.) Do they have any kids? - Well.. not really. He spends most of his time with his sisters during the story and I never really thought of him in romantic terms...at all. I could see him having kids one day, either “adopting” or by natural means... either or.

Who do they look up to? Who do they trust? - Really the person Sam looks up to the most is Mac. He respects Mac’s ability to pragmatic about difficult choices and always put the others before his own benefit. Mac had a big hand in raising Sam, so this really comes as no surprise. As far as people he trusts, he trusts his family... his sisters (including Grace), his uncles, Rachel/Faith, Ellie,... pretty much everyone but Joseph and Ethan that share DNA with him.

Who do they hate? Do they have any enemies? - Joseph, mostly because he puts the full blame on what happened with the collapse and the events the happened in his life right before squarely on Joseph’s shoulders. This by proxy extends to Ethan...

Do they have any pets? - As a child he had several, Boomer and Salem even made it to the bunker with them (thank you Sean and Faith) but since then he never really kept bets.

Are they good with kids? Animals? - Yes to both.

FUN FACTS

Which tropes do they fit? Which archetypes? - The Dutiful Son , Looks Like Jesus/Hippie Jesus (that one goes without saying right?), The Spymaster & Big Brother Instinct

Do they play any instruments? Sports? - He plays Piano and he was never much for sports.

What are some items they always carry?- A knife, a small black notebook and a pen.

Do they collect anything? - Books.

What position do they sleep in? - On his stomach mostly with the pillow over his head rather than under his head.

Which emoji would they use the most? - The eyes emoji

What languages do they speak? - English

What’s their favorite expletive? - Fuck

What’s their favorite candle scent? - Probably like Pine...

What songs remind you of them? - Loosing My Religion - R.E.M

Which animal would you say represents them? - The Raven

What stereotypical high school clique would they fit into? - The Weird kids that don’t fit in with any other group who is kinda metal head looking but gets straight A’s.

What would their favorite ride at an amusement park be? - Bumper Cars (he actually gets to go once as a child)

Do they believe in aliens? Ghosts? Reincarnation or something else? - For someone who grew up in such a superstitious home, if Sam doesn’t have evidence for it... he doesn’t believe.

Do they follow any religions/gods? Do they celebrate holidays? - Again, for someone who grew up in such an intensely religious home, he lost all connection to PEG or even conventional Christian beliefs by the time he is an adult he declares he is in Atheist. He does preach about keeping a very personal set of morals that you should adhere to but, not the belief there is an all knowing deity.

Which Deadly Sin do they most correspond to? Which Heavenly Virtue? - Pride

If you had to choose one tarot card to represent them, which would it be? - The Hierphant

#OC Asks #Samuel Seed #fcnd ocs #this thing was a beast btw

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jaskierswolf · 4 years

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You Set My Heart Ablaze Pt.2/25

Triss Merigold was bloody exhausted. The start of the school term was always the worst. She had barely had a break for the whole of the first two weeks. She flopped onto the sofa in the staffroom with a dramatic sigh. She loved the kids. She hated the parents. Already she’d been caught up on the phone with parents from the younger tutor forms just calling in to check up on their little darlings. No matter how many times she or the other teachers assured them that the school would notify them of any problems. The parents of the older kids were just as bad, blaming the teachers for their bad parenting skills and insisting that all their children should have been top of the class.

“It’s not that bad Triss.” Istredd Gynvael from the Feainnewedd tutor group hummed.

Istredd was the history teacher for the secondary school children and looked after one of the year ten forms. Overall he was well liked by most of the students, he wasn’t a strict teacher but Triss knew the students sometimes found his classes on the dull side. Not that Triss would ever tell him that. No, that little tidbit was between her and Yennefer alone, maybe Tissaia…

She’d never tell the Headmaster, Stregobor, at least.

“You don’t have to talk to the parents until parents’ evening, Is.” Triss moaned. “I have to deal with them all year round. They all think their angels can do no wrong.”

“We become teachers for the children. The parents are an unfortunate side effect.” Istredd sighed.

There was a murmur of agreement from across the staffroom.

“Sabrina’s mum called me a disgrace and failed artist last year.” Tissaia sighed as she turned a page in her book. “Apparently, they weren’t happy that I gave their daughter some constructive criticism on the use of lighting in her portraits. I’m not going to just throw compliments at every student. They’d never learn otherwise.”

Tissaia de Vries was the school’s art teacher. She was also the form teacher of Forget-Me-Nots, one of the year six classes. She’d been the person to encourage Yennefer’s career as an artist ever since she’d been a student at the school. It had been because of Tissaia that Yennefer had started teaching in the first place.

“Oh hang on!” Jaskier perked up from where he was scribbling in his notebook. “I happen to like the parents of my class.”

Triss rolled her eyes. Jaskier had dropped by her desk at reception at the end of the first day to ask for all the parents’ contact details so he could write his weekly emails. He’d been particularly interested in Ciri’s dad. Of course, Ciri was an interest to all the teachers at the school. She’d already been through hell and she was only six years old. The young girl didn’t seem all that bothered on the surface about her sudden change in circumstances. It was all a bit peculiar.

“That’s because you are a bit of a freak, Julian.” Mr Marx drawled from his corner of the staffroom.

Jaskier’s face turned to thunder and slammed his notebook shut.

Jaskier and Valdo Marx had known each other since before Jaskier started at the school. Their rivalry was legendary amongst the staff. No one was entirely sure of the details behind their feud. From what Triss could tell they had been at University together, both studying music at Oxenfurt. They had had some kind of falling out at some point. No one was really sure what about but last Solstice things had flared up when Valdo had had an affair with Jaskier’s partner. It was also Valdo that had told Stregobor and the rest of the staff that Jaskier’s birth name was Julian, something that her friend seemed to despise. Valdo refused to call Jaskier by his chosen name which never ceased to end in an argument between them.

This time was no different as Jaskier coiled up like a spring, ready to pounce on the other teacher.

“Call me that again one more time and I’m putting in a grievance. Wally.” Jaskier sneered. “Some of us actually care about the children we teach, and that means taking an interest in their home life and working out the best way to teach each child individually.”

“Name calling, Julian. How original.” Mr Marx smirked and patted Jaskier on the head as he moved to leave the room.

“Oh fuck you!” Jaskier called after him. “He’s just bitter because all the year twos wish they were Buttercups and not Foxgloves.” He muttered.

“He’s just bitter because he doesn’t get to talk to Mr Rivia at parents evening.” Triss sighed wistfully. “I would climb him like a tree.”

Jaskier’s scowled faded into a blissed out smile. “Oh he is dreamy isn’t he? Those eyes, like molten amber and that voice. Gods, it’s like sex personified.”

Triss giggled. “I knew it!”

Jaskier went wide eyed and slammed his hands over his mouth. “I said that out loud didn’t I?”

“Must you all be so dramatic?” Istredd called over Triss’s squeals of joy. “I’m trying to mark homework.”

“I think we’ve all earned a break, Istredd, if you want to mark in peace go back to your desk.” Tissaia hummed with eye roll.

Istredd sighed. “Just keep it down, maybe try and remain professional.”

“Oh come on, Is. You’ve not seen him. Geralt Rivia is hot!” Triss nudged her friend.

“Geralt? Yen’s ex?” Istredd put down his marking with a sudden scowl.

“No no no!” Jaskier whined. “Please tell me, I’m not competing with Yennefer Vengerberg!”

“Don��t worry Jaskier, that ship has long sailed. Isn’t that right, Is?” Triss winked at the history teacher. Istredd’s fingers gripped tighter around his pen and he muttered something under his breath before burying his nose back into the sheets of paper in front of him.

“Alright!” Jaskier called. “How many people here have had a crush on Yennefer Vengerberg? Hands up!”

“We’re not your kids, Jaskier.” Tissaia rolled her eyes at the younger teacher’s antics.

“True.” He admitted. “But humour me.”

Triss unashamedly put her hand up. Istredd was next. Chireadan was next and a handful of the other staff. Overall, just over half the staff in the room had their hands up.

Jaskier was not one of them.

“Not your type, Jask? I thought everyone was your type?” Triss teased.

Jaskier gasped and put his hand on his heart. “Triss! Just because I’m bisexual does not mean everyone is my type! She’s hot. I can admit that, but she fucking terrifies me.”

“And Geralt doesn’t?” Triss asked with a roll of her eyes, deciding not to point out that she was pansexual and already knew the myths of their sexualities were not true. “He could probably snap you like a twig.”

Jaskier beamed. “Oh I know!”

“Do we need to chaperone parents’ evening, Jaskier?” Tissaia asked cooly but her eyes were twinkling with amusement.

“I’ll have you know I am a professional!” He gasped in mock outrage. “But yes absolutely. I have no idea how I managed to talk to him on the first day. Gods, he looked at me and I wanted to melt. I could write ballads about those eyes.”

“Please don’t” Istredd sighed. “Geralt’s not that great.”

“Oh come on, Is, you just don’t like the fact he used to date Yennefer.”

“Yenna is better than him.” Istredd scowled.

“Oh ho ho!” Jaskier laughed. “Are you going to finally ask her out then?”

“Shut up, Julian.” Istredd hissed.

“Jaskier’s got a point, Is.” Triss gave Istredd a pointed look as Jaskier visibly bristled at the name. “But what about you and Geralt?”

Jaskier grumbled as he moved to retrieve his notebook. “Nothing. There’s nothing about me and Geralt. He’s a parent and I am a professional.”

Istredd sighed loudly and gathered up his belongings and left the room. Tissaia chuckled as she sipped her tea and continued to read her book, but seemed to be content with the gossip that was rife in the staffroom. Other teachers were beginning to file out as the lunch break was ending.

“But you fancy him.” Triss persisted as she checked the time on her phone. She didn’t need to be back at the front desk for another ten minutes and she didn’t have to worry about lesson planning like the other teachers. Her job did have some perks.

“So do you.” Jaskier shot back. “I am simply appreciating that Mr Rivia is a good-looking man but his daughter’s in my class and you know me, I fall in love with everyone I meet.”

“Except Yennefer.” Triss pointed out.

Jaskier paled at the memory. “I have met Yennefer once and I genuinely thought I was going to die a terrible and painful death.”

“Oh it wasn’t that bad.” Triss giggled.

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Yennefer didn’t come back to school very often when she was in town but occasionally she would pick Triss up if they were going to the pub after school finished. Sometimes Yennefer would glide through the halls of her old haunt to reminisce over her days as a teacher, popping in to say hello to her old colleagues. The first time she’d visited after Jaskier had started teaching she’d visited her old classroom, the classroom that Jaskier now occupied.

“What the fuck has happened to my door?” Yennefer glared at the bright yellow monstrosity that stood at the entrance to her old classroom. During Yennefer’s time at school the door had been painted lilac with elegant black silhouettes of flowers.

Jaskier had rather a different approach. His door was so bright you almost needed sunglasses to look at it and his class had drawn their own buttercups to cover the door. Their teaching style was completely different too.

Yennefer luckily had been in charge of an older class and mostly taught English Literature and Language to the Secondary school children. Yennefer was firm, and at times strict, she demanded respect from her students and many of them ended up in detention for missing out on homework or mucking about in class. Yennefer’s theory was that by messing about it was both a waste of her time and theirs. Yennefer was not a lover of wasted time. Every action she took was planned down to the letter. She knew what she wanted and how to get there. Her writing was very much the same.

The scripts she wrote for the school plays were intricate and beautiful. Every line, every stage direction, every detail in the costumes had some hidden meaning that would be revealed later on in the play. As a director she was fierce and many of the older students were scared shitless after their time in the theatre but many also went on to attend drama schools. Yennefer could have become an award winning author, actor or director but that wasn’t where her passion lay.

Yennefer Vengerberg loved art.

She always had ever since she’d studied at the school under Ms de Vries. She was a remarkably talented painter but her real skill was in her reviews and critiques of others art. Her analysis was unparalleled and her wit and sarcasm had drawn in a wide audience from all across the Art world.

As soon as she’d been able to earn enough money from her work at a critic she’d flown from the school, much to the delight of her poor students.

Jaskier on the other hand was a ray of sunshine. He was the sun to Yennefer’s moon. The kids adored him and almost everyone on the staff fancied him, not to mention the parents. His charm could have melted the heart of the ice queen herself and had to got him out of many a bad situation in the past, of course it had gotten him into just as many tight spots as well. Where Yennefer was unwaveringly focussed and unrelenting in her teaching, Jaskier was easily distracted and flitted from one topic to another like a whirlwind. He was kindhearted and nurturing to the children, playing his guitar almost every day and encouraging the kids to be the best they could be. He was entertaining and fun, and every child wanted to be in Buttercups.

The layout of the building had changed a lot since Yennefer’s time and this section of the school now housed the primary school classes which was why Jaskier’s class was now in the old English room.

Yennefer burst through the door, Triss trailing behind her. “Seriously! What the fuck?”

Jaskier jumped up from behind his desk, knocking his paper work all over the floor. “Bollocks! Shit! I mean… oh cock!” His travel mug tipped over as he scrambled after the the sheets of maths homework. Coffee poured everywhere, including down his teal floral shirt.

“Triss!” Yennefer snapped. “Why is there a child teaching in my classroom?”

Triss sighed and walked over to help Jaskier save his marking from the coffee that was now leaking onto the floor. “Yen, this is Jaskier Pankratz. Our new year two teacher.”

“What are you, twelve?” Yen asked raising her eyebrow at the young brunet.

“I’m twenty-six!” Jaskier pouted. “I just have good genes and quite frankly a fabulous skincare routine. Did you want a copy?”

“Are you saying I look old?” Yennefer smirked at Jaskier who visibly started to panic.

“Oh no. No no no. You look very radiant, ethereal! Eternally youthful. Please don’t kill me?” He fell backwards in a fluffy of maths homework.

“Oh dear god.” Yennefer covered her face with her hand. “I thought this place couldn’t get any worse. Come on Triss, there’s a couple of bottles of wine with our names on it. See you around, Buttercup.”

“See you on Monday, Jaskier!” Triss passed him a handful of sheets she had managed to salvage from the coffee.

“Holy mother of…” Jaskier breathed as he stared after the hurricane that was Yennefer Vengerberg.

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Triss giggled at the memory. It had been just under three years ago, back when Yennefer and Geralt were still going through their off and on again stage. Jaskier had looked like a deer stuck in headlights in the fierce presence of Yennefer. Triss knew her friend could be quite intimidating but underneath it all was a loyal friend. A lot of her scary demeanour was just a mask to hide her insecurities. Yennefer wanted everything in life, a family, a career, fame, money, power. She wanted it all.

But she was so terrified that she would never be enough, never deserve the things that she desired. Her relationship with Geralt hadn’t help. They burned brighter than the sun on their good days but their fights could have risen the Gods from their slumber. They pulled and pushed at each others souls, tearing each other apart. Triss had never met Geralt before Ciri had started at the school but she’d been there for Yennefer every time he broke her heart.

“It absolutely was that bad.” Jaskier pouted. “I ruined my favourite shirt and made a complete fool of myself. She was looking at me with murder eyes!”

Triss patted his arm sympathetically. “If Yennefer wanted you dead, Jaskier, you and I wouldn’t be having this conversation right now.”

Jaskier staggered back and stomped over to pick up his guitar case and satchel. “Wow. Thanks Triss. That is… so comforting.”

The bell chimed in the corridors, signalling the end of lunch.

“Bollocks!” Jaskier cursed and scampered out of the room. “This is all your fault Triss Merigold.”

Triss smirked after him. “You love it, Buttercup!”

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Triss pulled her thick wooden green coat around her. It was surprisingly cold for the end of September and she’d forgotten to bring gloves. She was on home time duty this week which mostly involved waiting in the playground with the kids for the parents who had yet to learn how to read a damn clock. She stuffed her hands in her pockets in a poor attempt to keep them warm. At least her hair was long and thick enough to keep her ears warm. She daydreamed happily about a warm bath and a hot chocolate with extra marshmallows and whipped cream.

“Ms Merigold?” A small voice broke through her daydream and she felt hands tugging at her coat. She looked down at Ciri who was staring back at her with tears in her eyes. “Where’s Coën?”

Triss glanced down at her watch and bite her tongue to stop herself from swearing. Ciri’s babysitter was over thirty minutes late. It was unheard of. He was normally waiting at the gates as soon as the bells rang to signify the end of the day, but today Ciri was the last kid left.

“I don’t know, sweetheart. Come on, let’s go inside and I’ll give Geralt a call.” Triss took the young girl’s hand in hers and gave it a squeeze. Ciri clung on to her tightly and sniffed, wiping her eyes with her free hand.

“What if he’s hurt?” Ciri asked quietly.

“I’m sure he’ll be alright.” Triss reassured her, wishing that she could believe her own words.

The pair of them hurried back inside and out of the cold. Triss let go of Ciri’s hand so she could search her desk for the file where she kept the emergency contact details.

“Mr Jaskier!!” Ciri cried and flew off down the corridor.

Triss looked up to see a very confused primary school teacher, guitar case slung haphazardly over his shoulder, struggling with an armful of small child. His leather satchel had dropped to the floor, books spilling out with a clatter.

“Ciri?” He stammered before he regained his composure and met Triss’s gaze with a worried look.

“Coën’s in trouble!” Ciri cried. “He’s going to leave me! Everyone always leaves me!”

“Oh Ciri.” Jaskier returned the girl’s clinging hug as she sobbed against his chest. “Ms Merigold is going to call your dad. We’ll figure this out together.”

Ciri sniffed loudly but nodded. “‘Kay.”

Triss found Geralt Rivia’s number with ease and dialled, praying that he would answer. She made a mental note to get Coën’s number too, he picked up Ciri most evenings during the week, depending on Geralt’s shift pattern, it was foolish that the young man hadn’t provided his contact details.

The phone rang three times before Geralt’s gruff voice answered.

“Geralt.” He grunted.

“Geralt, Hi. This is Ms Merigold, from Ciri’s school.” Triss started.

“Fuck. What’s happened?”

“Coën didn’t show at pick up today. Mr Pankratz is here with Ciri but she’s not taking it well.” Triss explained in a rush. She glanced over at Ciri and Jaskier. He’d sat down on the floor with her and seemed to be distracting her with a story. She still looked shaken but had calmed down and appeared to be completely captivated by the stories he was weaving.

“I’m on my way.”

Triss didn’t get a chance to reply as Geralt hung up the phone and the line went dead. She strolled over to Jaskier and Ciri, sitting down beside them. Jaskier glanced up at her without pausing his tale of knights and bards and princesses, and she nodded.

Ciri wasn’t an idiot though. She cut Jaskier off mid-sentence. “Is my dad coming to pick me up?”

“Yeah. We’ll wait here until he arrives yeah?” Triss suggested. “No point staying in the cold.”

“Is Mr Jaskier staying?” Ciri asked with wide eyes.

“As if I would leave you here!” Jaskier gasped and placed a hand over his heart, dramatic as always. “You are one of my Buttercups and we stick together!”

Jaskier pulled out his guitar whilst they waited for Geralt Rivia to arrive. Triss always enjoyed watching Jaskier play. She didn’t often get the chance. She knew he played for his class but her job kept her at her desk for the majority of the school day and they didn’t socialise that much outside of work. Occasionally, a handful of the teachers would head to the pub on a Friday evening but it wasn’t exactly the place to start playing acoustic guitar. Usually she’d only get to see him play quietly in the corner of the staffroom if he was working on a new song, or occasionally at a school event.

This was different though, it was intimate like a lullaby being sang in the dead of night. Triss was completely enchanted by her friend and was really starting to wonder how he wasn’t a famous musician. She’d expected him to play something uplifting to distract the young girl but Jaskier seemed to have other ideas. He played a song about heartbreak that was so full of yearning that even Triss could feel the telltale prick of tears in her eyes, and it seemed to do the trick. Ciri cried too but it wasn’t the chaotic full-bodied sobs from before. Tears rolled down her freckled cheeks quietly and Triss suddenly understood.

Jaskier was allowing the young girl to grieve.

He was telling her, through his music, that it was ok to be scared. It was ok to have these feelings and to cry. The teachers had all been concerned that Ciri didn’t seem to have processed the trauma of her young life very well and here was Jaskier, drawing out those emotions that the young girl had kept tucked away. Coën not turning up had triggered something in Ciri, some fear of abandonment that no one had realised had developed.

Triss smiled as she wiped a tear from her eyes. The young teacher had more depth than she’d realised. She’d underestimated him, perhaps they all had.

“Ciri!” Geralt came rushing through the doors, shattering the moment into a thousand shards of shimmering glass.

The girl in question squealed and flung her tiny body towards Geralt. Jaskier almost dropped his guitar in surprise and even Triss jumped a little at the sudden rush of movement.

“Dad!” Ciri cried as she wrapped her arms around her father.

“I’m here, Princess. I’m here.” Geralt reassured her in a low voice.

“Where’s Coën?” Ciri asked wide-eyed.

“Flu. He text me but it didn’t come through until I left work. I’m sorry.” Geralt explained as he kissed her hair. The silver-haired man then looked up to face Triss and Jaskier. “I am so sorry. What do I owe you?”

“Owe us?” Jaskier spluttered. “Geralt.”

Jaskier said the other man’s name like a prayer, fervently and full of adoration.

“You would have been home over an hour ago if it weren’t for me.” Geralt insisted.

Triss noticed with barely hidden glee that Geralt was focussed almost completely on Jaskier. Triss was certain that she could have slipped away and back to her car, and Geralt wouldn’t have noticed. So it seemed that Jaskier’s little crush wasn’t quite an unrequited as he thought.

“Geralt, it’s our job to ensure the children are safe. It was simply an unfortunate and completely unforeseen event. This is not your fault, nor is it Ciri’s or Coën’s. You owe us nothing.” Jaskier insisted.

“Hmm.” Geralt hummed but continued to watch Jaskier intently as the younger man packed up his guitar. “Thank you.”

“That’s quite alright, Geralt. We’re happy to help, right Triss?” Jaskier blushed and looked towards her.

Triss smirked. “Delighted, Mr Rivia, but try not to let it happen again, or I’ll have to inform Yennefer.” Triss teased.

Geralt scowled but Ciri perked up at the name. “Auntie Yennefer?!” She squealed in delight.

“An old dear friend of mine, Ciri.” Triss nodded, throwing a smile at the young girl.

“Please don’t tell Yen.” Geralt groaned.

“Yeah, Ms Merigold. No need to get Yennefer involved.” Jaskier mumbled, glancing down at his feet and then back up at Geralt.

Geralt peered at the brunet. “I thought you only met her once.”

“A story for another time I think.” Jaskier blushed and sent her a warning glare.

Triss rolled her eyes. “Ask Yen next time you call her.”

“Dad.” Ciri tugged Geralt’s arm. “I’m hungry.”

Geralt growled. “Right. Time to go. Thank you for keeping her safe, Ms Merigold. Jaskier.”

“Anytime!” Jaskier replied brightly. “I’ll see you tomorrow, Ciri! See you, Geralt.”

“Have a good evening you two.” Triss waved them off.

Once they’d left the building, Jaskier sank to his knees and groaned.

“Alright there, Jaskier?” Triss teased with a laugh.

“Fuck me, he’s gorgeous.” Jaskier buried his face in his hands. “This year is going to destroy me.”

“Wouldn’t you rather Geralt destroy you?” Triss giggled as she pulled him to his feet and linked their arms.

“Triss Merigold!” Jaskier gasped. “No, no. You’re right. Oh good lord!”

“Ask him out.” Triss suggested.

Jaskier laughed weakly. “Not gonna happen. Stregobor would have me quartered.”

“Coward.”

“Absolutely! Come on, I think we deserve a drink! To the pub!” Jaskier announced loudly and together they finally left building for the evening.

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11, 18, 34, 37, 55, 77 for Lucy?

Thankz! I will include Harrison too in this one too from the other ask:

11. If they could make a mark on history, what would they like it to be?

I suck at history, like completely, i swear i was better at math, so i can’t think of any actual real events right now but thinking about pre-war life, becoming the woman judge in national court, revealing the truth about their actions and kicking all the corrupted folks out, like totally wiping the current system and ending the conflict between government police/law and the criminal underground, no longer trying to hunt ex-criminals just to push more money into their pockets. That would be like a small success in history of the town. Sounds like a happy ending if she wouldn’t choose the other path.

18. What languages can they speak? Where did they learn these languages?

Aside from English, she picked up some Polish and Russian words because Rosey parent’s were initially immigrants from Central Europe, Poland, looking back then for better economic situation and living conditions. They still learned her some basics from both of these languages, before they died when she was a teenager. Right after that Harrison stumbled upon her and when offering her a job also kept providing her with language books as it was useful to be able to communicate with immigrants in club as well. Lucy heard her sneaking some of other words from these languages or sentences, mostly when swearing or complaining about clients but eventually got curious about it. Lucy will mostly just swear in some broken Polish/Russian words mixed with English. A street language mess.

34. How easily do they trust others with their secrets? With their lives?

Not at all. Unless she has like no choice or is already in the middle of more serious friendship or partnership. Most of her secrets are rather embarrassing to her, showing weakness or just totally crazy alien weird like with her boss. It also depends on the person she has that relationship with. If they are rather kind, calm and sensitive she might be easier to open up but she will need a slight pull by her braids to do so. With her life that might be a bigger no. She would rather not put her life anymore on any kind of line after finding her little raider paradise.

37. How easy is it for them to say “I love you”? Do they say it without meaning it?

Not easy at all, its like Porter Gage level unless she if freaking drunk and in a really good mood. Because of her pre-war relationship it became harder to her. She loved Ian, she was telling him that but hiding like a garbage bag of dirty secrets behind the back at all times so meaning of these words could be questionable and because she felt like shit about it after the bombs she prefers to bite her tongue before saying these words even if she means it. Unless someone says it first and she feels the same she will respond. And if Lucy says she loves someone she really freaking means it, she will no longer lie about it and looking how she isn’t the good angel of the wasteland you can be sure she will protect that person like a wicked high drugged killer beast.

55. What is their alcohol tolerance like? What kind of drunk are they? How bad are their hangovers?

Fairly high due to Sapphire Club experience. You need to be able to stand on your legs and still communicate with others if you worked in a place like that. You ain’t a good agent to anyone if you stumble like a drunk whore in dem high heels. But at some point if she knows she can drink and no longer think about a job at Fizztop, knowing she can let herself go a little oh boy, you gonna get a mumbling gal, knocking glass from the bar top dancing like a typical drunk person with just a little more kick, many more kicks. She would try to jump on tall people to ride on their shoulders and pull smaller folks like her by their hands and spin them around. She isn’t that much more talkative after the booze but a bit too active with all that swinging and jumping around at some point. And she will just superglue herself to the chest of her partner. Poor Gage. Because she forgets to drink water in between or eat decently she will get a bad hangovers and with all that spinning oh man, its a miracle she doesn’t vomit.

77. What is their most prized possession?

Gage...lol joking. I can’t think of one item so i would say anything that is shiny and resembling a pre-war jewelry good enough, hair brushes, hair clips, etc. so everything that hangs and sits on her dressing table. Extra points would go to a golden hair clip, long and spiky with engraved ornaments and delicate small roses attached to it as it would be the one her mother used to wear every time her personality would be back to a loving and caring mother and she would always have her hair pulled up by this kind of clip. She would probably sharpen it and use as a surprise extra weapon tho. Yum, dem fancy girly gadgets.

Now for Harrison:

25. What is their biggest flaw?

Being overly protective and thinking it will re-pay him for the past of sort. Lucy and Gage have been taking care of Nuka World for a long time and she was left alone after the bombs to herself so she no longer needs THAT much care as to accompany her even to the market trip. He knows its annoying but he just can’t help it. Also he has hard time to trust people even if Lucy trust them cus of above.

26. Are they aware of their flaws?

Yup. But he is stubborn as donkey.

27. What is their biggest strength?

Staying focused and calm no matter how messy and brutal the situation is, hell he might even still throw a piece of advice or even a joke while at it. From a car accident he ended up in a lab tube having his soul literally detached and contained and still aware and fully conscious so its hard to...surprise him, let’s say, man became literally immortal. And he is also aware of his powers so feels pretty powerful as a fighting unit of sort.

28. Are they aware of their strengths?

Yes, he is. He knows what he is, what he can do and learns more and more day by day to bend the powers of his soul to his will, he can’t just command himself to use it to extremes as it would only respond when he gets really emotional or certain desire is strong inside him. Although he can easily lift small objects just like that and hit someone’s head with it. *tin can in Porter’s head* He doesn’t pushes away what he became, he is the type of man who deals with the facts here and now and as to his personality, well...its a grumpy old man, ofc he is aware of everything about him, even if its annoying others.

71. How are they with children? Do they have any? Do they want any?

He is so much better at it than Lucy. He was a father of a disabled boy before the war so has quite an experience. He didn’t give his best tho...looking that his son was taken by the car explosion due to his lack of care with repairs. And he was a bit let down that his wife didn’t deliver the fully healthy child, it challenged him mentally of sort. On a one side he couldn’t blame anyone for it, he just wished he could play with his son like any other father, doing sport and running around and so on. Instead he was busy riding with him to hospitals, pushing the small wheelchair and just tryin to communicate at the base level with him. Its a hard topic. Sometimes parents feel really taken down seeing their child might never be fully healthy or capable of living by themselves in future and they tend to lose it, get tired or even angry but in the end he still loved his son. As for current event Lucy is the closest “child” to him and turns his focus on that for now. He doesn’t pushes the idea of having a new relationship after the bombs but he is scared to start any due to what he is and is scared to fail at protecting these who he cares about again. So he will rather say no another round of family life, not wanting to drag anyone into his bullshit unless there would be a woman brave enough, not scared of him and fully aware, accepting him for who he is.

#rockshortage #thank you #ask meme #hah dem asks are hard but i still like it #lucy feit #harrison #fallout 4 #fo4 #im not very detailed on some of them cus i mostly come with things on a go #and im a simpleton #and ye history in general is my weakest subject #like even my teacher gave me most simple questions on last tests cus he knew how bad im and he just felt sorry #and didnt want me to repeat classes just cus of it #bless him #also talking about supernatural stuff feels so..relaxing for brain due to lack of logic lol

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⧼ maisie williams, cisfemale, she/her / I’m good by the mowgli’s + scuffed up boots paired with oversized sweaters, waking up early to watch the sun rise, copious amounts of caffeine. ⧽ ━━ hey, isn’t that BEATRIX UMBRIDGE? i read a daily prophet article on them, once ; the TWENTY-THREE year old [ half blood ] WITCH is a [ GRYFFINDOR alumnus who has gone on to be a POTIONEER]. i’ve heard they can be quite RELIABLE & INTELLIGENT, but i don’t know… they came off very SCATTER BRAINED& IMPULSIVE in that interview. it really is hard to know what to believe these days though, isn’t it?

Basic Information

Full name: Beatrix Umbridge

Nickname: Bee

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Asexual

Romantic orientation: Aromantic

Date of birth: November 20th

Nationality: British

Blood Staus: Halfblood

Appearance

FC: Maisie Williams

Glasses?: yes, but she typically wears contacts.

Tattoos: she had three tattoos, one of a spadille on her ankle, one of the solar system on her back, and a trail of six little bees done in different colors, that is over her heart.

Piercings: one piercing in each ear, as well as a cartilage piercing in her right ear.

Clothing style: she typically wears jeans with oversized sweaters, sweatshirts or tshirts and a flannel, very relaxed. She doesn’t care much about matching, she prefers comfort.

Standard Accessories: Her most standard accessories are her sparkly gold combat boots, that she wears almost religiously, and a gold bee necklace her parents gave her when she started Hogwarts.

Personality

Positive Traits: Determined, intelligent, excitable, empathetic, reliable, hardworking, passionate

Negative Traits: Impulsive, Scatterbrained, Stubborn, smothering, agitated, explosive, over-protective

Likes: Fantasy novels, Potions, her family, caffeine (doesn’t matter the kind, but her favorites are coffee, and Diet Coke), sunrises, penguins, bees, her cat.

Dislikes: chickens, birds in general, her aunt and grandfather, people who don’t believe in second chances, squash and zucchini

Good at: Potions, rewriting song lyrics to make funny parodies, finding out random fun facts.

Bad at: remembering where she put things, speaking up for herself (for anyone else sure, herself not so much), singing.

Habits: She wears two rubber rings, one on each middle finger, and when she is nervous, or trying to concentrate, she will absentmindedly chew on them, she usually fiddles around with a hair tie she keeps attached to her belt loop, and she will tap her fingers together to whatever rhythm while she thinks.

Hobbies: reading, writing, going for walks, rocking out to some muggle music, running, playing quidditch just for fun (she refused to even attempt to try out for the Gryffindor team, she was not about to try and compete against Katie, Angelina, or Alicia for a chaser spot, no thank you)

Fears: Birds (expect for penguins, they are cute, but like all other birds, no thank you.) Being left alone, people giving up on her, failing at everything she tries to achieve, public speaking

Family

Father: Chester Umbridge (Squib)

Mother: Florence Burton (Halfblood)

Siblings: Benjamin Umbridge (17), Bentley Umbridge (17), Bailey Umbridge (16) and Barcley Umbridge (13)

Paternal grandparents: Orford Umbridge, Ellen Cracknell

Maternal grandparents: Reginald Burton, Elsie Burton Née Wilson.

Uncles: Robert Burton (Maternal), Eugene Burton (Maternal), Archibald Burton (Maternal)

Aunts: Alice Burton née Lewis (Maternal) Rebecca Burton née Harris (Maternal), Dolores Umbridge (paternal)

Pet: Buttercup (Her tortishell cat)

Social standing: Middle Class

Family background: Her father is the younger brother of Dolores Umbridge. When their parents divorced, his mother took him, while his father took Dolores. He kept his last name though, for reasons he still won’t explain to his children. Him and his mother lived in England, where he met Florence over the summer of his eighteenth year. They hit it off immediately, and eventually fell in love. They were married at 23, but not before her mother revealed that she was a witch. Her father was skeptical, due to his past with the wizarding, but they fell in love and did get married. They have been married almost 25 years now. Bee’s mother’s family was much more welcoming, and has been a constant in Bee’s life.

Magic

Wand: English Oak, Dragon Heartstring core, 12 ¾ inches, Solid

Hogwarts house: Gryffindor

Mirro of Erised: She sees herself, with her family around her, telling her how proud they all are of her, she has just been appointed the new potions master of Hogwarts.

Boggart: Her family leaving her alone, telling her that this time she finally messed up too much, that they were giving up on her.

Patronus: Tonkinese Cat

Amortentia: Pine trees, apple cider scented candles, wood burning fire

Biography

Prologue

Beatrix Umbridge, otherwise known as Bee, is the eldest of the five Umbridge children, born to Chester and Florence Umbridge, and the niece of the “famous” Dolores Umbridge. She grew up in a very warm and loving household, and as the eldest of the children, held a level of responsibility that helped shape her as she grew older. Often stepping in to help care for her siblings, she found herself the nurturing one out of the children. She would do whatever she needed to ensure they were happy and healthy. From a young age, this did not always apply to herself as well, she would get into trouble in school for her reckless and impulsive behavior, from little things like forgetting to do her schoolwork, to bigger issues like thinking it would be a fantastic idea to climb to the top of the tree in the school yard, but then refusing to climb down out of a fear of falling. Her childhood was full of mostly happy memories though, smiles, warm hugs, and love all around.

Years at Hogwarts

When she got her letter at 11, she was very excited. Her mother, aunts, and uncles had gone to Hogwarts, and only had good things to say about the school. She came from a family of many different houses, so she didn’t really have her house set on any house in particular, but she kind of hoped she would be a ravenclaw like her aunt. She was pretty shocked to be placed into Gryffindor, but she enjoyed her years of schooling within this house. Her first four years went by about as typical as any school year involving Harry Potter could, honestly she didn’t even know what was going on with the close encounters with death each year, she didn’t realize anything had happened until they got points or something at the end of the year, like many other students.

Her fifth year though, it was hell. That was the year her aunt infiltrated Hogwarts. Her aunt was about the worst person Bee ever had the displeasure of knowing. Her fake sweet demeanor really got on Bee’s nerve. And of course, no matter how many types Bee said she hated her aunt, everyone, even her own housemates, assumed she would help her aunt. She didn’t even get told or anything about Dumbledore's army when it was first made. Sure she joined Dumbledore’s Army her seventh year, but still. It was rude. As her aunt got worse though, people began to avoid her more and more, until she felt all alone, like she always feared. It was not a pleasant year, and while yes, she has forgiven her friends, she believes everyone deserves a second chance, that doesn’t change the fact that even to this day, the memory of that year still hurts.

Her sixth year went by smoother, and before she knew it was her last year. The next eldests of her siblings, the twins, were in their second year, and Bailey was in her first. She remembers that year, and was thankful for the hideout within the room of requirement, hiding her siblings in there until she could figure out a way to get them out safely. It was a terrifying year, and honestly she tries to forget about it. She did fight in the battle for Hogwarts alongside, and was lucky to walk away with no major physical injuries.

After the Battle, she returned to Hogwarts, acing her N.E.W.T’s. She doesn’t remember much about her last year, other than it just being done.

Now

Now Bee is a potioneer in diagon alley, and lives in a small apartment with her cat, Princess Buttercup. She visits her family each Sunday for dinner, and will always begin gushing about her sibling when asked about them. She enjoys going out with friends, and spends some of her free time in the local library reading more fantasy adventure novels. She is working on her dream of becoming the new potions master when Professor Slughorn retires. She has grown since she was at Hogwarts, but still is the forgetful, reckless, and empathetic girl she was as a child.

Wanted connections.

I am basically up for anything but a couple basic ones would be:

Chaotic friends: these are the friends that encourage her recklessness, and go along with her crazy ideas. She isn’t the best at slowing down, and neither are they, burn bright until you burn out, right?

Mom friend: okay so like I feel like this is important for her. Bee is all for making sure others take care of themselves, and is a caring person, but like also her solution to all problems has to do with fighting someone (she claims to be joking). She also has no sense of caring for herself. Like she will do her best to support all of her friends, but she is forgetful when it comes to doing things for herself. This friend could possibly be the person who just sometimes checks up on her, and makes sure she is taking care of herself, and not too in her head.

Cuddle buddies: we have a cuddler. Yes Bee is a very big cuddler. She is aroace, and personally doesn’t see the appeal of relationships, but man, she is all for platonic cuddles. She is the type that especially after a long day just wants a really long hug, and is pretty affectionate with her friends, so like these friends would be the ones that are okay with the affection, and return her hugs and cuddles and what not, because yeah. Platonic cuddles for the win.

Enemies: Bee doesn’t like the implied meaning of hating someone, but man, this person/these people just piss bee off so much. Like she can not stand being in the same room as them. She doesn’t like them and they don’t like her. We could totally work out why they don’t like each other.

Former classmate: could be friends from Hogwarts that she had classes with, students from her house, or just someone she randomly befriended within school. They could be friends prior to fifth year, either making up or not, they could be friends she made post fifth year, someone she met during her fifth year, or someone that definitely wasn’t very nice to her during Umbridge's reign. The possibilities are endless.

Ex: okay so like before she found out her orientation, she dated one person. She had never really been interested before, and when some of her friends asked who she liked, she, for whatever reason, decided that she would say this person's name. They set her up with this person, and it wasn’t a bad relationship at all, actually by all standards this person was the perfect significant other. She just realized that there was a disconnect between what people told her she should be feeling and what she felt. She was honest to them about this, breaking it off in a way she believes was amicable They could have remained friends or maybe they no longer talk, we can figure that out.

But yeah, here is Beatrix’s intro! XD Thank you for reading!

#nox.intro #sorry if this sounds kinda rambly!

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12/13/2020 DAB Transcript

Obadiah 1:1-21, Revelation 4:1-11, Psalms 132:1-18, Proverbs 29:24-25

Today is the 13th day of December welcome to the Daily Audio Bible I'm Brian it is always a joy to be here with you. It's always fun to be here at the threshold of a sparkly new week that we get the walk in together…into together and remind ourselves that it's out in front of us and we haven't messed anything up yet. It's…it's…it's there for us to live into and we don't have to mess it up, it can be a wonderful week. We walk with God in it. And here's the deal. The irony is, our journey, like we can see…we can see the shore now. We’ve been out in the deep for a long time but there's a thin line out on the horizon. We can see the landing spot. After today there's only two more Sundays, like two more beginnings to a week left in this year. And, so, let's pay attention to that and live into this with all of our heart. So, you know, as we’ve…as we've gotten into December, leaving November and getting to this place we've realized that yes, indeed we are moving through shorter portions of Scripture. And, so, some of them we’re…we’re in and out of inside of a day. And that's just the nature of things. As we get to the minor prophets, we encounter just about a book a day. But it was like that in the New Testament before we got to Revelation in some of the smaller letters. And, so, yes, every day it feels like we’re encountering new territory and today is no different.

Introduction to the book of Obadiah:

Today we will be reading in its entirety the book of Obadiah and there's only 21 verses. This is a shortest book in the entire Old Testament and even though in the text itself Obadiah is identified as the author precious little is known about who this is. The name Obadiah means “servant of Yahweh.” Obadiah wasn't like unique or uncommon name at the time. So, it makes it difficult to know which Obadiah we’re talking about. Generally, the thought is that Obadiah probably was a contemporary with Jeremiah and that his…his prophetic work used Babylon's conquest of Jerusalem as the backdrop, as the context. And if this is right then Obadiah would be dated somewhere in the late 500s BC. So, like I said, its only 21 verses. So, it's pretty short but it…it deals with a pretty big issue, a…a long-running family issue actually. And what we will see is that this prophecy foretells the doom and the destruction of the Edomites. And we might be like, “well…Edomites…weren't all the “ites” supposed to be destroyed? Like why…why a whole book in the Bible, short as it might be, foretelling the destruction of the Edomites?” The thing is if we go back to the beginning of our adventure, back to the other shore, back to January we have to remember the story of Jacob and Esau. And Jacob, his name was eventually changed to Israel. And, so, Jacob's sons, his descendants were the children of Israel, whereas Esau's descendants also flourished in the land and they became the Edomites. So, you remember Jacob working to get the birth right. You remember all of this and Jacob on the run…well…even though the work of Obadiah is thousands of years old it had to been thousands of years at the time of this prophecy, and the rift was still there. We also remember what happened to the children of Israel. We remember that they did flourish, but eventually through famine ended up in Egypt where actually they were enslaved for four centuries. And we’re just kind of fast motioning through our story in the…in the Bible this year, but then Moses comes along and they are freed from slavery in Egypt and they are trying to get to where they need to go and the Edomites wouldn't allow their own relatives to pass through their land as they traveled toward their own Land of Promise. And there's other points in history where the Israelites are in war, they’re being attacked and the Edomites have nothing to say. They're just kind of watching. They don't get involved in any way, even though their family. And at other times they're willing to pillage their own family while they're…they’re suffering. And God was not pleased with this. And, so, Obadiah comes and announces the total destruction of Edom. And, so, I've already spent more time talking about Obadiah than it will take to read through Obadiah, but this message isn’t an obsolete message. We who believe are known. At least the Scriptures tell us that we have become the children of God and that we are the family of God, that we are the body of Christ, that He is our Father. And it doesn't take too much effort to look around and witness brothers and sisters who are at war with one another or who will silently stand by with her arms folded watching their brothers and sisters get completely wiped out in something with a judgmental attitude that they're getting what they deserve. And here's the thing, Obadiah will certainly condemn this, but so does the Bible in so many places. And, so, this is not an irrelevant thing that we are about to read, even though it's a short thing. And let's take this to heart. In what ways are we looking out at the family of God that we are a part of and just standing by and letting things happen that shouldn't happen. And with that we’re reading from the Good News Translation this week. Obadiah.

Prayer:

And, so, Father as we come into this brand-new shiny sparkly week and knowing that this happens every week, but also knowing that it doesn't happen too many more weeks this year because we’re kinda getting down to it, we thank You for what You speak and what have…what You have spoken in the book of Obadiah and how we must inside of our own families, we can just stand back and be estranged, but inside the family of God there's no place for this. And, so, reveal to us, Holy Spirit, what we must do what's next. How…how do we live into what You are saying? How do we become Your hands and feet and not our own hands and feet with our own grudges? How do we let go and be Your servants doing what You will and not just trying to achieve our own will? But we also thank You for the Proverbs. It’s dangerous to be concerned with what others think of you. Yeah, so much comes out of that and so much comes out of that this time of year, but the proverb goes on to say, “if You trust the Lord You are safe.” Thank You for that. We embrace that. As we let go we are safe in You. O Holy Spirit come. Challenge us with that. Keep that ever present in our minds as we move forward we ask in the mighty name of Jesus. Amen.

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And that's it for today. I’m Brian I love you and I'll be waiting for you here tomorrow

Community Prayer and Praise:

Hey what’s up DAB family this is Micah in Awe in the Kansas City Missouri area. I’ve been hearing this weird noise all morning [jingling noise] What is that? What is that? [jingling noise] Is that Santa’s sleigh bells coming in. No. That’s them keys Jesus is holding. Revelation 1:18. I am the first and the last and the living one and I was dead and behold I am alive forevermore and I have the keys of death and Hades. No matter what’s keeping you locked down, whatever chains are around you Jesus has the key to that. Don’t forget it. Jesus has more keys than a little bit. All the janitor’s keychains in the world and got nothing on Jesus keys. For the rest of your life remember this jangling [jingling noise]. That’s Jesus’ keys. He’s got your answer. I love you DAB family.

Hello Daily Audio Bible this is Sharon in Southern California. It’s been a while since I’ve called. My daughter and I are still not talking. In fact, it’s gotten worse. She had herself committed, dad the kids put in home secure I believe. So, I have no idea where anyone…where anyone is but please keep them in your prayers for their safety for their health for…and possible reconciliation between me and my daughter and my grandchildren. My husband’s drinking has gotten worse. So, I haven’t been really in a mood or state of mind to call. I’ve been listening, I just haven’t…I’ve been depressed, and I guess sad and upset that things aren’t going like I would like them to. It’s been two years since I’ve spoken with my daughter and it’s been a little over a year about my husband’s drinking and I…I just feel overwhelmed and beat down. So, thank you for your prayers. Continue to pray as I do for you guys every day. I love you. Thanks. Bye.

Good morning DAB family this is Shante calling from the treasure Coast of Florida and I am calling in for one of our DAB sisters who is dealing with workplace stress from the customers and from her colleagues as well and from the responsibilities and problems that have been put on her plate to solve. And I just want to encourage you sister. Want to encourage you and I want to remind you that God has your back and these burdens have been placed on you but hand them over to Him and meditate on Philippians chapter 4 verses four through eight. It says to “rejoice in the Lord always. Again, I say rejoice.” And I feel like it starts right there. If we’re constantly rejoicing, even in the midst of our circumstances, especially workplace stress. I’ve made phone calls into the DAB about workplace stress from my previous job over the 10 years that I worked there I called in multiple times about it and I…I know that pressure of having a gazillion responsibilities and…and feeling like you’re not making progress in getting your responsibilities done. And right now, maybe…maybe I’m able to call in this call because I’ve just started a job and I don’t have those type of responsibilities at this moment but it’s coming. And, anyway what got me through that was staying in constant prayer. And I know you’re doing that, but I just want to remind you it’s…it’s not up to you to solve everything. Let…let God do that leg work. Ask him for wisdom constantly. Ask him for peace. You said you didn’t have a lot of peace. And basically that is part of Philippians 4 and 6. You’re gonna get…

Well hello from beautiful Cincinnati Ohio this is Daniel Johnson Junior. How are you? I am calling in today to share a huge praise report. Last year in December 2019 about this…around…right around this time I was in the hospital having been diagnosed with congestive heart failure symptoms. Yesterday I saw a memory come through that I had an echocardiogram done to check my heart function and my heart function was only 13% last year on December the 10th 2019. This has been a tough year for us all myself included. I mean I’m still looking for my next job. Still trying to figure out what’s going on. But one thing that has been huge, and you can probably tell because I’m out walking right now. It’s actually chilly here in beautiful Cincinnati Ohio. It is a balmy 30°F. I am wearing a T-shirt, a thick sweater and then a big thick flannel jacket over…I’m not wearing a hat, I’m not wearing gloves because I’m only about a mile from where I live but I’m enjoying this walk out here and time to spend with God and of course time to spend with you guys too here at the Global Campfire. So, this year in October middle of October I had an echocardiogram done and by ejection fraction is 53%. My 53%, that’s close to normal. So, I praise God for what He’s done this year. So, from beautiful Cincinnati Ohio Daniel Johnson Junior. Make it a great day.

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