"And every man knew, as the captain did too
'Twas the witch of November come stealin'"
Summary: You were just supposed to be ransom, the goverers daughter they took for a payout. It wasn't supposed to anything more. You weren't supposed to be someone he'd chose over his family.
Warnings:. Not everything will be tagged but there will be violence, slight dub con from Andrew (bc she’s kidnapped) but not v detailed non con not from Andrew) all kinds of dark fic. If it helps, things will not be as horrific as Rooms on Fire, The Wrong Way, or Our Gentle Sins. However, I'm not detailing every warning. If it happens on Animal Kingdom it can happen here.
Chapter 1: You are kidnapped, taken aboard the Oceanside and whisked away to be held for ransom. Andrew is clear about what you don't need to fear- and what you do.
Chapter 2: Andrew tries to intimidate you, but he’s not the one you fear
Chapter 3: You meet the rest of the clan and find a new determination
“So how can you see what your life is worth
Or where your value lies?
You can never see through the eyes of man
You must look at your life,
Look at your life through heaven's eyes.”
Beautiful double rainbow was caught at the reception for my sisters wedding
more pics of dress below
Femme compliments accepted I’m feeling v femme rn
uncle said I looked like I belong in “A Midsommer’s night’s dream”
I think the strangest thing about Zionism is that even concisions that someone’s ancestors lived in the land we now largely know as Israel thousands of years ago (which is contentious as best given conversion as a factor)
No one else is “owed” land where their ancestors are from.
Germany doesn’t owe me land
I don’t get to go on funded “birthright” trips because my family is czech
Do I get a incentivized move to Canada because my great great great great grandma was First Nations?
No but if I were convert, I could all this with Israel and claim indignity
It’s saying “mashallah” at the end of that specific sentence.
Taking it up the butt… then that word.
That words and InshAllah are used in a respectful manner. I always am conscious about using “Oh my God” and replace it with “Oh my gosh” instead, so that I’m respectful about it
*Also incase anyone didn’t know this Allah is also used by Arab Christians. Allah isn’t strictly an ‘Islamic’ God
I appreciate the different response but I’m not doing that.
sex isn’t dirty or bad thing that is dirtying a word.
so I’m just gonna keep using it how I use it 🤷🏻♀️
Woahhh… you did not have to say ‘mashallah’ at the end of that sentence.
That’s so disrespectful
you guys are so funny lmfao
I believe in Allah idk what to tell you, I worship Allah every Sunday, I pray Allah daily. Do you?
even if I didn’t, nothing wrong with saying mashallah or inshallah, much like I’m sure you say oh my god or jeff at us Christ
“whoa…” you guys just wanna create controversy but I will forgive you mashallah
Warnings: Spiders :3 Jack calls himself dad but its not a sexual thing, more of like its a very dad thing to deal with bugs.
When Jack heard the scream from where he stood in the kitchen echoing all the way from the spare bedroom, he came running- and forgot to turn off the stove.
"baby? You okay?"
When he opened the cracked door, Jack was surprised to see that no, you weren't on the floor dead and dying. You were, infact, standing on top of the bed and crying.
"KILL IT!" You screamed, pointing to the, admittedly large, spider on the floor.
"Dayum, she's huge..." He steps closer and the spider scurries a little more towards the bed, and you scream as if its coming to attack you.
"JACK!"
He didn't mean to laugh, because you were obviously upset, but it was amusing. He put his hands on his hips and looked up at where you wobbled on the spring mattress. "Now, what are you doing all the way up here."
You frown. "I was trying to get a stain out because ROBBY got his greasy ass biker boots on my white sheets even though I TOLD HIM to take off his boots, and then THIS FUCKER!" You point at the spider, "CRAWLED ON MY ARM!"
Okay, he did feel bad for you, because that might even scare him.
"Alright, alright now, relax, dads coming to your rescue." He walks over, hoping that you're in enough of a tizzy to not notice he's got his boots on in the house, and just happy your going to kill it. Jack steps, boot casting a shadow over the spider-
"WAAAAIT!"
Jack puts his boot down and for a moment the spider is safe. "What now? Another one after you?"
"Don't." You deadpan. "Done even fucking joke, Jack Abbot. No, I mean you can't kill it! that's cruel!"
"You just told me to kill it!"
"Not literally! Spiders are an important part of the ecosystem and they keep other bugs are bay, acting like natural pesticides!"
All Jack could do was blink at you. Sometimes, it was hard to follow your train of thought and right now, you sounded like an info sheet spread around by a pro-spider super PAC to endorse a spider candidate.
"So... you want me too."
"Pick up the spider, and move it somewhere else!"
So Jack did just that. Letting the creepy little thing crawl on his hand, Jack walked out the room and to the balcony where he placed him gently on the railing. "Some day, I'm going to need help and you're going to come and rescue me, right? Right."
When he came back, he reached a hand to you and you screamed again.
"IS THE SPIDER IN YOUR HAND"
"No! God damn! I tease you but I'm not going to do that shit to you. Get your ass over here." Hesitant, you step forward and jack puts his hands around your wastes, helping you down from the bed.
"There. Happy ending. Everyone made it out alive."
Just then, the fire alarm went off. "AH SHIT MY HAMBERHELPER!"
The hamburger helper did not make it out alive. Jack took you out to dinner to make up for teasing you.
none of the actors deserved emmy noms except sepideh and maybe noah because the material is not award worthy. theyre all good solid performances. none of them merit nominations.
False!
sepideh, Supriya, Patrick are my stand outs
someone donated a box of 100 instant cold packs from my non profits wishlist and I am so humbled and touched at this donation I didn’t think anyone would donate that
this is going to help so many people in extreme heat this summer
coming up behind him in the kitchen and just wrapping your arms around his waist, a firm set of abs covered by a soft lil tummy.
laying your head on his stomach while watching an 80’s movie that has a great soundtrack but definitely didn’t age well, head bouncing and vibrating every time he talks or laughs.
his stomach pressing into yours when he’s fucking you missionary, flushed and freckled because his irish skin will always always always give him away.
his warm, soft tummy squished up against your back when he has you in a lethal cuddle in bed (more like a headlock, you’re not going anywhere) your skin sticking together
the lil peek of tummy when he lifts his arms to stretch or grab something that you definitely try to bite if you’re in the comfort of your own home. even better if you can see one of your old bite marks fading.
