I know people talk about Aries moons like they’re explosive and angry children, but honestly I think they’re one of the most vulnerable moon signs. I think they are truly just sensitive and have trouble dealing with that sensitivity. I think what Aries moons need is someone to protect them a little. They will absolutely NEVER accept protection if you’re obvious about it and coddle them, but I think they do need a helping hand when it comes to dealing with the rawness of their emotions.
HEY GUESS WHAT, OL YELLER IS BACK, DOIN WHAT I DO BEST BY YELLIN BOUT MY SON
The game wants us to hate Ryuji so much and I don’t???? get it?????? The whole beginning of the game when Morgana’s the only effin one “guiding” he’s BERATING the poor kid during every battle like “oh ya surprise surprise skull missed a hit cuz he is the literal worst person alive” and I’m so :( cause my boy tries so hard i genuinely don’t know how anyone could not feel bad for Ryuji
And if that’s not heartbreaking enough during *SPOILERS* the whole splitting up thing it’s like…I feel bad for Morgana but we ask him a thousand times what’s wrong and he won’t say and then he gets into that fight with Ryuji and SOMEHOW Ryuji is portrayed as the bad guy?? That fuckin video montage of the like, TWO times Ryuji said Morgana wasn’t as useful as he used to be baffled me because where was the montage of Morgana saying the same AND WORSE to Ryuji??? I can’t remember a single time Morgana said something even semi-nice to Ryuji. I like literally don’t understand how anyone can be like “wow how could Ryuji say that” when it’s VERY OBVIOUS HOW
Even suspending my Ryuji-love for a minute, no one lets Ryuji off the hook like “oh man that wasn’t nice but it’s ok you’re not The Worst.” They act like all he does is be shitty when he’s constantly looking out for everyone EXCEPT himself???? The whole team is like wow fuck u ryuji how could you when it’s clear he feels bad that he lost his cool??? And EVEN WHEN HE APOLOGIES like ok sure not the greatest apology but my boy is TRYING (literally starting yelling HES TRYING at my screen ok) everyone is STILL like “wow fuck u ryuji how could you be so shitty to the cat that hasn’t been nice to you once in the entire game”
I JUST??? AGH. HE IS SO PURE AND GOOD AND HE MESSES UP SOMETIMES BUT HE IS STILL PURE AND GOOD. WHY WILL NO ONE PROTEC MY BOY??????????????????????
I adore the stained glass windows in the museum of the original Animal Crossing game, especially when the sun streams through them, and I love how you can see their design reflected on the floor when that happens. c’:
“Again Y/N? But you were only here the other day!” Fionn
exclaimed down the line. I nibbled the skin at the corner of my lip and fiddled
with a loose thread on the hem of my t-shirt.
“I know Fionn but I really enjoyed it, I’d love to come
while you are actually filming, so I can really see what it’s like” I tried. Fionn
had been suspicious for a couple of weeks now, he was too smart to know that my
pathetic excuses for returning to the set were for more than just ‘spending
time with my best friend who has been away from me for so long’. That’s the
excuse I used last time, he stared at me blankly for a solid minute before
“Y/N, what’s going on?” he asked. But he wasn’t yet smart
enough to realise my true reasons for wanting to keep going back. Harry had got
my name somehow, off Fionn’s phone most likely, and after adding me on Twitter,
we had been messaging back and forth all day, every day since he appeared
besides Fionn on my first visit. My newspaper knowledge and pre-judgement of
him was completely wrong, I was unable to stop myself from being drawn towards his
“Nothing Fionn” I said unconvincingly. There was silence at
the end of the line.
“It’s Harry isn’t it…” he said eventually and I hesitated before
offering him a quiet ‘yes’.
“I knew it! The damn boy hasn’t shut up about you!” I giggled.
“He’s a good guy Y/N” he said and I hummed. “Ok, come down again tomorrow, I’ll
meet you at the gates like normal” he added and I thanked him.
“See you tomorrow” he finished and we said out goodbyes. I bit
firmly into my bottom lip to conceal the smile that was about to erupt on to my
face. This is ridiculous, I was getting giddy about seeing a guy I’d had met in
person for 10 minutes and had a 2 week virtual conversation with. But still my
heart leapt as his name flashed up on my screen, notifying me that I had received
a Twitter message.
Pull yourself together,
From Harry: So, Fionn tells me that you’re coming to set
tomorrow and that I’m to keep you company while he’s filming x
I bit my lip and let out a contented sigh as I rushed to
send my reply.
To Harry: Did he
now? And what if I don’t want you to keep me company? I hear Tom’s a good laugh
From Harry: You wound me, you know my jokes are way
better than his. And we both know that you want me to keep you company ;) x
To Harry: cocky x
From Harry: me? Cocky? Never! See you tomorrow beautiful :) x
I didn’t attempt to mute my squeal as I collapsed back on
“Morning Miss” one of the security guards called as I approached
the gate the next morning.
“Morning Lewis” I said as I approached. I had become on a
first name basis with several of the of the security members on my now twice
weekly visits. There was Lewis, the tall bald man who had denied me access on
my first visit, John, who was now only working 3 days a week so he could spend
time with his sick mother, and Matt, who’s sister has just had twins.
“Y/N!” a voice called as I slipped past the gates. There was
no crowd today, the sky was overcast and in the distance rain clouds littered
the horizon. Harry appeared from between two trailers and offered me a lopsided
grin on his approach. My stomach knotted with each step he took towards me and I
had to fight to keep the blush from my cheeks and maintain as much dignity as I
“Hi Harry” I grinned as we met, “I thought Fionn was coming
to meet me?” I said.
“He was but he got called to set early, we’re running ahead
of schedule, so I came instead. It that ok?” he asked with a tilt of the head. His
eyebrows were pulled down and his lips fell into a small frown as he looked at
me, almost as if he was worried that I didn’t want to see him. I resisted the
urge to reach forward and push his lips back up into their perfect smile.
“Of course it’s ok!” I rushed quickly to ease his worry, to
which he erupted into a dimple popping grin.
“Good!” he beamed, “come on, I’ll show you where they are filming”
he said turning slightly and waiting for me to fall in to stride beside him
before we began to make our way across the set. His arm brushed lightly with
mine as we walked, the back of his hand dusting the skin of my own with each
step he took. Both of us were acutely aware of the contact but neither sad
anything about it, instead choosing to continue walking unnecessarily close to
one another with as much feigned indifference as we could manage.
“Are you not filming today?” I asked as we squeezed past two
“No, I’m not in any of the scenes for a couple of days. They
are filming some of the opening shots on the beaches and I don’t come into the
film until later on” he explained. I opened my mouth to question him further
but he glanced at me with a raised brow and shook his head.
“Don’t bother, Fionn already told me not to tell you
anything” he smirked.
“Damn it!” I cried.
“But when we met you said you wouldn’t be able to resist if I
started asking you questions?” I said, reminding him of our first meeting to
which he chuckled and nodded his head.
“I did, so please don’t try cause Fionn will kill me if I say
anything” he laughed. I seized my opportunity.
“Does Fionn die in the movie? Does he get rescued? Do you
die? Who dies? Will I cry? What were you filming the other day and why were you
all covered in some black sticky stuff?” I rushed. In seconds Harry had me
pinned against the side of a white trailer, his hand pressed lightly over my
mouth. My stomach erupted in a swarm of butterflies and my blood sizzled in my
veins. Harry hesitated for a couple of seconds when he realised the position we
had found ourselves in but relaxed when he realised I wasn’t going to push him
away in disgust. He removed his hand from my lips but didn’t pull away. His breathing
was shallow and a slight blush tinted his cheeks.
“Don’t push it Y/N, cause I will tell you everything and
Fionn will never speak to me again” he said lightly and I giggled.
“Sorry, it was worth a shot” I beamed. He gazed at me with
bright, thoughtful eyes but said nothing.
“Come on” he said softly, pulling away from me and leading
Harry and I watched filming for several hours. Fionn caught
sight of us not long after we arrived and sent me a small wave which I returned
and made a mental note to hug and kiss him later. Harry explained all that he
could without giving too much away, describing the process and equipment as
best he could while repeatedly adding ‘I don’t know much about making movies’.
“So this bit is going to be for the start of the movie?” I asked
as Fionn once again ran along the sand carrying a stretcher.
“Yeah this is one of the first scenes” he said.
“And why aren’t you in this bit?” I asked.
“Cause I’m meant to be on that boat over there” he said,
pointing to a large, white boat in the distance. ‘Oh’ I said with a small nod. There
was a moment of silence as someone called ‘cut’ and ran over to Fionn and the
other boy carrying the stretcher and spoke quickly to them.
“So did you really come today just to watch some of the
filming?” Harry asked after a while. I kept my eyes on the beach full of people
before me and shrugged slightly.
“I’d be lying if I said it was my only reason” I said,
glancing quickly at Harry who already had his gaze firmly fixed on me. His cheeks
flushed and he bowed his head to hide the smile pulling at the corner of his
“I’ve really liked talking to you over these past couple of
weeks” he said quietly and I looked at him once more.
“Really?” I asked, the end of my sentence rising in hope and
my eyebrows raising.
“Really” he said genuinely with a small nod. I offered him a
beaming smile and felt the heat rising in my cheeks.
“Maybe we could hang out, away from set, I mean. We could go
for dinner or something?” he rambled nervously. I giggled and he blushed.
“Sure, I think Fionn is getting sick of seeing me anyway” I laughed
to which Harry grinned.
“No, I think he’s just getting sick of the hugs and kisses”
he joked and I erupted into a fit of laughter. Harry watched with glittering
eyes and a small smile on his lips.
“Yeah he doesn’t like that” I chuckled finally, wiping away a
small tear which had leaked from the corner of my eye.
“No he doesn’t,” he said, “I wouldn’t mind it though” he grinned
cheekily and I giggled, reaching up on my tip toes to plant a gently kiss on
his cheek, much more delicate than the ones I give Fionn. Harry’s face blushed
scarlet and I smiled.
“Hey, Y/N!” someone called from the beach. Fionn was making
his way towards us and gestured for me to come over to a small set of steps
down to the beach.
“I better go see him” I said gently to Harry. He nodded and
offered me a small smile.
“So, I’ll message you later about dinner, yeah?” he asked
and I smiled.
“Yeah, I’ll send you my number” I said lightly to which he
grinned. I took a couple of steps around him and headed towards the steps where
Fionn was not waiting patiently at the bottom. I turned back as I reached the
“Oi, Harry!” I called to grab his attention, his head
snapped towards me and he raised his eyebrows, “see you around” I grinned. His smile
beamed so bright beneath the sun I forgot how to breathe for several seconds.
I can’t believe that I’m finally getting to see you; the girl that’s been on my mind for so long. It seems like it’s been forever since I saw you last. My heart starts to race as I begin planning what’s going to happen. As I get closer and closer to your place, my mind floods with all of these small romantic ideas, that eventually turn into panicked thoughts when I figure out they aren’t good enough. “ stark, she deserves better than that. Come on man, think.” I say to myself as another mediocre idea takes form. Unfortunately, the clock runs out. I pull into her driveway, with no plan whatsoever. My palms instantly start sweating as I approach the door slowly, shuffling nervously up the walkway. “ just cut your losses. She probably didn’t hear your car pull in, you could just turn around and leave. No one would know.” Except I would know. I don’t think I’ve wanted anything else more in my life. Thinking of that gives me a refreshing splash of confidence as I reach the door. If you want something, you go get it. I knock on the door, standing semi-confidently preparing myself for what’s on the other side. Foot steps approach, and she opens the door. I look up to see the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen. The kind that look innocent, but cut right through you to your core. I’m stunned. She stands there in a beautiful sundress, looking at me for a moment. I forget how to speak, I can’t say anything. Luckily she breaks me free from my silent prison. “ you’re here!” She shrieks happily, running to me, wrapping her arms around my neck as she jumps up into my arms for a hug. She begins barraging me with kisses, her cheeks wet with tears. Holding her, I walk through the door and shut it behind me. “ you have no idea how happy I am to see you moon ( her nickname. She’s the sun, the moon, and all of the stars to me. I call her moon for short)”. Between kisses, she says “ stark…sooo many miles…. so happy…. to see you… don’t talk”. Our kisses continue, becoming less frantic and more loving. I kick off my shoes and her legs wrap around me as I walk over and sit down on the couch, her on my lap. She runs her fingers through my hair, instantly comforting me, sending my head to rest on her chest. After just a moment I begin kissing her her skin exposed on her chest, and up her neck. My hands find their place on her hips as our lips meet again. Her hands grasp both sides of my head as she pulls me in. I give her deep passionate kisses, leaving us both breathing heavily. I use one hand to pull her strap off of her shoulder, exposing it to my warm lips as I kiss across her collar bone. Her hands go down to the bottom of my shirt. She slips them under and presses her soft hand on my abs. My hands slowly scrunch up her dress until they’re resting on her bare skin. Electricity is coursing through her skin into my fingertips. It feels like my hands are tingling. She then pulls back her kiss, lifts my shirt up and takes it off, exposing my skin to the cool air. my hands go to the small of her back inside of her dress, and I give her goose bumps as I lightly trace shapes with my fingertip, driving her wild. Her hands got to my belt buckle then my zipper, making quick work of the clothing I have left. Our pulses quicken, our breath becomes more ragged, our touch, more aggressive. We start to feel it more and more, the magnetic attraction. My hands go back down to her hips and my fingers hook inside the waist band of her panties. I pull and rip them, making sure not to hurt her. I throw the piece of cloth across the room. She gets up quickly, strips my pants and boxers off me, and then returns to her previous position on my lap as lust grows between us, she begins to rock her hips back and forth on my lap, rubbing against my hardening member. I reach up and free her other shoulder from its strap, and pull down on the dress slightly, exposing her beautiful breasts, ready for my touch. We keep grinding as I lightly kiss, suck, and tease her hard nipples, driving her wild. She lifts her body up, sending me a message that she can’t wait any longer, and neither can I. I line up my now throbbing cock, and she slowly lowers herself on it, pushing further and further until her body won’t allow any more. My hands go to her waist, and I control her as I swirl my hips and thrust upwards causing her to moan. I allow her to push back down, driving my cock deeper into her. She lets out a small whimper as my finger finds her clit, and starts light slow strokes. After a few minutes of this treatment, I feel her start to squeeze me inside of her. The friction and the thought of her cumming is too much. Our pace quickens and my fingers grip her amazing toned ass tightly as we climax together. She grabs my hair and pulls my head back as I let out a growl. In the very last moments, our lips come together and our tongues twist together as her body begins to shake, and my muscles harden, rocking our hips together as we both orgasm.