#✿・kimmie’s word garden・✿

[kimmie2me]

Footnotes in Fascination

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𓂅⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Midoriya Izuku x AFAB!Reader

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It starts innocently enough in the middle of a class exercise at UA, when Midoriya, looking like he’s only half-listening to the instructor, leans over to you, his expression bright and eager.

“I… I hope this isn’t weird, but… your Quirk is really impressive!” he says, eyes wide as he holds out his 'Hero Analysis for the Future' notebook. “If you’re okay with it, could I… take a few notes? I don’t think I’ve seen anything like it before, and I’d love to understand more about how it works!”

You're taken aback for a second—he’s the famous Midoriya Izuku, the boy who saved Kota, Eri, and countless others. You’d heard about him from the rumors, how he was genuine, awkward in a sweet way, and a bit of a hero fanatic. Still, there’s something undeniably earnest in his request. You agree with a nod and a quiet “Sure,” wondering what he could possibly want to know.

Over the next few weeks, he comes by every so often, asking about details of your Quirk's mechanics, and you can’t help but find it a little cute how his eyes light up as he scribbles in his notebook. He’s all nerves and polite apologies, but his enthusiasm never seems to waver.

And then, one day, as you’re both talking, you try to glance over at his notes—he quickly closes the notebook, cheeks turning a bright shade of red.

“Ah! Um—n-not that there’s anything weird in here! Just, uh… you know! Hero studies!” he stammers, clearly flustered.

From then on, every time you try to sneak a peek, he quickly diverts the topic, almost as if his heart’s going to leap out of his chest if he lets you see what he wrote. You can’t help but wonder just what he’s hiding in those notes.

Midoriya’s Notebook – Entry on [Your Name]'s Quirk

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Day One: "Initial observations—her control is incredible. Such fine-tuned adjustments; it’s like she has total mastery over every part of her ability. Would love to ask her more about how long it took to develop that precision."

In the margin: “So cool!!”

Day Four:"Noticed how she combines her Quirk with defensive moves, especially in close combat—seems naturally skilled at adapting to her opponent's style! Her reflexes are amazing."

In the margin: “Amazing reflexes, would love to see more! She doesn’t even look like she’s trying that hard... wow!”

Day Seven: "Today she used her Quirk to protect a teammate during team training. Definitely a strategic thinker. Her reactions are intuitive, not pre-planned. She’s quick to adapt to changing situations—hero material."

In the margin: “Hero instincts! So impressive!!!”

Day Eleven: "I asked her about her training routine—she didn’t give too many details, but I’m positive she puts in extra time to build this kind of control. Will she let me ask again?"

In the margin: “Her fighting style is so unique. I’ve never seen anything like it! Hope she shares more with me.”

Random doodle on the side of the page: (A tiny, slightly lopsided drawing of you mid-action, looking pretty cool but also way too adorable. There are little stars around you.)

Day Fifteen: "Every time we work together, she surprises me with how capable she is. She makes it look effortless. Really wonder how she sees her own strengths… I mean, she’s got to know she’s… incredible, right?"

In the margin: “She’s seriously one of the most amazing people I’ve ever met.”

[kimetsu-chan]

I feel bad for requesting something considering how busy you are with all the art. There’s absolutely no rush for you to do this and I encourage you to wait until you get all the art done before you even think about this.

Can you do TanjMilo angst to fluff where maybe they get into a lil argument about Milo constantly overworking herself? She’s never told him about how Sanemi treats her and overworks her when they train together and she forces herself to overwork herself just because she wants Sanemi’s approval as an older, more experienced hashira. Maybe Tanjiro catches this happening one day and right as he goes to help Milo passes out?

You can ignore this if you want to:) there’s no rush for you to get this done and if you don’t want to do it just let me know!:3 I love you Kimmie! Take care of yourself!<33

~Overworked~

A/N: Hey, don’t feel bad! I feel bad because you had to wait so long to get this— thank you for your patience Larz! And thank you hun for the detailed request— (pls ignore the awkward beginning, and the fact I made Sanemi real dislikeable-)

Also, I know, I’m so creative with the names for this fics 🤩

Edit: I’ve just realized I have forgotten the argument you asked for, I am so so sorry, please let me know if you want me to add it (Me? Lazy? Never-)

It was a nice peaceful day for Tanjiro Kamado.

Well, it was peaceful for the most part. Milo had informed him that she was training with the wind hashira today. Now, normally this wouldn’t be that big of a deal, except for the hashira’s very aggressive and violent behavior. Tanjiro knew he’d be pushing Milo further than she could go. He always did. Not only did he feel frustration and anger at Shinazugawa, he also felt concern for Milo. He knew that she wouldn’t defend herself from the scary man, and that worried him.

Shinazugawa’s harsh words would also often affect her way of thinking. She would often push herself to train harder, even when she was training by herself, which always resulted in her getting violently sick. Then she’d feel guilty for having someone care for her and being out of commission.

Tanjiro felt frustrated because he needed her to see that she was good enough as is. That she didn’t need Shinazugawa’s approval to be a good hashira. He was so wrapped up in his own thoughts that he hadn’t realized he had arrived at the Suzuki estate. Because he was there so often, the few kakushi that were actually there didn’t bat an eye at his presence. He slipped past them with a small bow of the head and made his way to the back garden, a small plate of food in hand.

He didn’t hear any yelling from the wind hashira, had their training ended early? He cautiously listened for any noise. None. Not even the swing of a sword. He then sniffed for a scent. Shinazugawa’s wretched smell was absent, so at least there was that.

His relief was cut short when he finally reached the normally serene and calming garden. His eyes widened as he took in the sight before him. His hands forgot he was supposed to be holding something and glass shattered on the stone below him as he saw Milo’s unconscious body laying on the pebbly ground.

He rushed towards her in a panicked frenzy. His first instinct was to check for a pulse. Phew, there was one. He quickly got to work in picking her up. He carried the unconscious girl bridal style all the way to her small room. He laid her down on the futon and rushed for a washcloth. Once he got the washcloth, he ran it under cold water and went to drape it over her burning forehead. He had no idea how long she had been out like that for, but the idea she’d been outside under the beaming sun for hours upset him greatly.

Tanjiro always loved being around her. But now, he felt a sense of urgency to be with her 24/7. How could Shinazugawa have just left her there? What if she got heat stroke! His thoughts were, once again, interrupted when he heard a small, weak voice calling out to him.

“T-Tanji…? W-Why aren’t I outside? I-I’m supposed to be training-!”

Tanjiro placed a hand over hers and gave her a sympathetic smile.

“Angel, you need rest. I don’t want you getting sick. Nor do I want you to pass out again.”

Milo started to protest, but Tanjiro shushed her with a finger over her lips.

“Before you even start, you’re not any less competent because you don’t live up to Shinazugawa’s unrealistic standards. You’re perfect the way you are, I don’t need you to be any better than you already are. No one does. And I can promise you that we all prefer a happy healthy Milo over a Milo who is draining herself.”

Milo started to tear up. She didn’t think she deserved such loving and comforting words. But she knew better than to deny them. She sat up shakily and buried her face in his shoulder.

“T-Thank you, Tanji. Thank you for loving me so much.”

Tanjiro smiled and returned her hug.

“Of course Angel, now please rest.”

A/N: kshdjdbdjsbdj they’re so cute, I love TanjMilo (I got the name right this time 😎) once again, I apologize you had to wait almost two weeks for this. I hope it was worth the wait! (I’d love to see/read Milo’s reaction to this btw, only if you’re up for it tho :3)

[baelpenrose]

Project Praetorian 47: Planning Home

The team begins planning out their ideal space to live for their custom barracks now that the check has cleared. They get word of an approaching team, and Echo draws a a boundary. Beta-read and brainstormed by @canyouhearthelight.

Molly

“A space that lets me and Xavier practice music without disturbing Vergil, and maybe put on some kind of show - like room for an audience?”

“Maybe just a broader, sound-sensitive performance room. With mats.” Kimmy added. “I want to be able to use it, too, and you keep teasing me with the promise of a soundtrack for rhythmic gymnastics.” 

Molly blushed. Why did Kimmy talk like that, and why did she want to see Kimmy move so badly? 

“Uh…yeah. Right. Definitely a broader purpose room where you can do your tumbling and flips.”

Kimmy was doing a casual cartwheel, and Molly tried to focus on the diagram she was looking at. “What about you, Mia?”

“Garden. My mom kept one, and I want one.”

Casey bumped Mia’s hand when that was translated. “Yes.” 

“Okay, okay. Imperator says we have to have an exercise room, and an armory. Basically it still has to function as a barracks, so make sure we have room for that stuff.”

“Industrial kitchen though?” Casey jumped in. 

“Yes.” 

Jared was walking by. “Oh, barbecue pit out back. Or even just the space for one. I’ll dig.”

Xavier jumped in and Molly began feeling overwhelmed. “Oh, good, Molly already said it. Uh…den, and a more casual rec room for after missions. And we’re probably going to need some kind of motor pool for both civilian cars and armor.”

“Mass decontam showers. I do not want to have to wait in line with that much alien blood on me.” Mia’s eyes widened when Shiloh signed that, and even more when everyone assented, but Molly banged on the table. 

“YES! Oh, God, yes. We cannot go without that.” She had just remembered how gross the alien blood had felt drying in her hair last time, but…

Then she realized how eagerly she’d just agreed to locker room showers and blushed. It only got worse when she realized that Kimmy and Mia were both looking at her. 

Mia added something rapidly that she hurried to translate. “Mia says that she wants to make sure we still have private showers, that we just have massive ones for decontam, right?” She stammered to add, “I mean, obviously when we’re all covered in alien gore the priority is getting it off, but most of the time, we’re gonna want privacy…” 

Mia nodded, vigorously. 

Shiloh blinked, then signed in a fashion that, despite the generally deliberate nature of ASL, still managed to come off as though they were explaining something to a child, “I suggested it because I hate how gross it feels to have alien blood drying on me. I figure all of us showering that off together after a battle was the lesser evil, but yeah, most of the time, private showers.”

“Okay, but what else?”

Molly thought about it. “Some kind of chapel or like somewhere to pray? Non-denom, like I want it to be as comfortable for Mark or Micah or Casey as it would be for me or Mia…”

Casey blinked, then laughed. “Oh, you’re old school catholic.” 

“Yep. Went to Latin mass and everything.” 

Xavier waved a hand. “Comms center? I mean, I know we don’t like the rest of Imperator, but we’re gonna need to be part of the decisions…”

“Yeah. Conference room for the same reason: it’d be good to invite other people to us. Wouldn’t kill us to have our own mess either.” Mark replied, looking at it. “I know Casey already wants a kitchen, if we can get that we can get a mess.”

“This feels like we’re not arguing for a barracks anymore; but, almost like our own compound.” Echo noted, a bit dryly. 

“Do me a favor and try not to think about the fact that we’re designing our own autonomous, highly militarized group home, and try to focus instead on the possibility that when Imperator is decommissioned we may or may not buy whatever we have designed from the government as a permanent center for our corps to spend time together.” Mark’s response was almost detached. 

That comment brought the conversation almost to a halt. 

“Wait.” Molly said, slowly. “What do you mean?”

Xavier took the que. “It’s been a discussion for a while. Our goal is to make the world better, after the war. Leverage the credibility we get as war heroes, take on the system. But we also kinda…made peace with the fact that we’re not going to really…fit in with normal people, after everything. So a lot of us are making plans to stay close to each other, after it all ends. You know?”

Molly thought about it. She’d figured on performing with her fame, maybe using her powers to do things with music that no one else ever could, but….Hm. With what she could do…

She glanced over. Mia said something, something too quiet. Then Mia repeated herself. “After this is over. You guys want to deal with the cartel and the gringo companies that use them as heavies?” 

Echo chuckled. “I’d be down. But aim higher, sis, because by the time we’re done you’ll be able to do that on your own.” 

Mia laughed at that, and Molly high fived her, but Molly also shivered. She had seen Casey blasting away hundreds of Croaks at a time. It wasn’t a joke. 

Then Jared spoke. “Uh…Not sure what I want. Not sure I’m ready to have a goal, yet.” 

Xavier nodded. “Progress. You’ll get there. What about you, Kimmy? Shooting for the Olympics might be cheating now.”

Kimmy blinked. “Oh, shit, yeah, I guess you’re right, uh…Maybe disability advocacy? Weird, since I’ll never actually be disabled again - probably - but it was so fucking frustrating. There were so many places where I couldn’t go, and no one ever fucking just put a sign up or seemed to think about wheelchair access the entire time I was trying to travel or get anywhere. Fuck, even hospitals a lot of the time were like the most inconveniently laid out places if you couldn’t walk.”

Micah shrugged. “I mean, depending on where I wind up, and how - if it’s even still relevant - hey, Mark. Peace in the Mideast?” 

Mark doubled over, howling. “See, Mia? That. That is how you set a goal I’m 90 percent sure only a Praetorian can reach. Sure, man, if we’re both still alive, let’s give it a swing. Also if any of the governments there still exist.”

Molly sighed at that - she was still focused in on building somewhere nice to live. 

Then she looked up as Echo walked in the room, face grim. The hacker looked between Mark and Xavier and beckoned them both. “We need to talk. Meeting.”

“Officers only?”  Mark’s voice was tight. 

“At first.”

Mark said something Molly was positive she’d have gotten in trouble for saying with her parents; for that matter, something that Mark would probably have gotten in trouble for saying back when he lived at home.

Xavier

“Alright, Echo, what’s this about?”

“Leon and Curtis aren’t being honest. Look at the comm logs from the week the new kids arrived.”

Xavier froze. “What do you mean, they’re not being honest?”

Echo put down her laptop, and pulled up a set of communication logs. “Check this out. The ones from Franklin.”

“There’s more coming soon - from Esquiline Base…” Mark’s face went pale. “There’s a third Imperator base. Another location where they’re making more of us. And it’s worse. They’re expanding.” 

Xavier shook his head. “More than that, we were set up with this last wave - this was a test and they knew how we’d react, and they didn’t tell us. That’s why Curtis stood off and waited to see what we’d do.”  That was gonna be a whole-ass conversation unto itself. Yeah, he and Mark had figured it out and played it off like pros, but they’d had to be willing to put each other on the line for it more than either of them had liked. Just knowing it was a test up front would have made a difference. 

“Obviously a test to see if we’d be able to hack absorbing a bunch of challenges that we’re likely to see long term, right? Language acquisition from multinationals, AND personality clashes, AND someone we’d need to protect with Kimmy. I think we’re passing on all fronts right now, but damn. They really threw all of it at us at once to see if we’d fail and have any excuse to undercut our autonomous command.” Mark’s voice was clipped. “And Leon and Curtis didn’t warn us.”

Echo shrugged. “We do have evidence they’re still being monitored.”

Xavier waved a hand. “And we can take that shit offline on a whim. Come on, if they wanted to collaborate, they can do it at any time. No, those two are out of the loop til they decide they’re not their own faction but subordinate to us. They can say they’re looking after us, but it’s obvious that they think we’re children to be watched over rather than a formation to be worked with. In that sense, I’d actually rather deal with Franklin.” 

From the corner of his eye, he could see Mark nodding his assent - though he could already feel how uncomfortable everyone would be with cutting Leon and Curtis off without more information. 

“Esquiline though - I think Franklin owes us some reparations. We were promised no more secrets, and now there’s a whole base and two more siblings we know nothing about.” Mark’s voice would have come across tranquil if Xavier hadn’t heard him use that exact same tone to drop his death threat to Jared a week ago.  “And we’d still be in the dark if Echo wasn’t making Imperator’s bullshit irrelevant.” 

Echo broke in. “Exactly. So, I found where Esqualine is - and for the record, Aventine is out West. Esqualine is down south. But it’s more than that. I snapped a bit after all this and found a bunch more. There’s more bases - one in Europe, in Geneva, specifically. Two more in Asia, and they’re land grabbing to build more in Africa and South America. And pretty much all the plans are massive - hell, Palatine is looking at expansion. Our own barracks shouldn’t be hard in all this, but they’re making more and more labs. Whatever they’re anticipating, they’re planning on mass producing us to match it.”

Xavier felt light headed at that statement. Not that they hadn’t known it was coming, but…

Oh, God. Seeing the infrastructure plans that Echo had found to actually do it…

“Focus, focus. Okay. What do we know about the people we’re getting?”

“There’s two of them. One is a girl named Amaryllis, and the other is a boy named Dante. Boy has developed some kind of electromagnetic powers. Girl has some kind of hyper reaction times, being trained to operate a lot of vehicles? May well be our dedicated pilot if the Praetorian corps gets its own pilot.” 

“Anything about their personalities?” 

Echo paused. “I…Mark, they’re both from a really rough background from the very cursory notes that aren’t flagged confidential, and they’ve been in five months. I can take some guesses, but any real detail is going to be flagged confidential. I will breach that if Lieutenant Ascher orders because he believes it absolutely necessary to our survival to have that information as soon as possible.” 

Xavier did not believe anyone could have missed the emphasis she put on Mark’s military title, and she let it hang in the air for a moment before she continued. “But I know what it is to have nothing to my name but my secrets. I won’t do it unless it really is necessary.” 

Xavier shook his head and let out an amount of tension he hadn’t realized he was holding when Mark nodded. “Understood. No, we don’t need that. We’ll get them to tell us what’s happened like we have everyone else. Or we won’t. It’s not like Shiloh and Jonathan don’t have secrets they keep separate from everyone but each other.”

Xavier nodded. “Hey, wait. Do we have a schedule for their arrival?’

“Yeah. Three days from now, apparently.”

“Okay. Let’s let everyone know and make sure we roll out a hell of a welcome wagon. Make that a proper tradition too.”

[3rddimension]

Thanks for the wedding info! Knowing the exact is too far but thanks for the general answer, exactly how we should keep it! I assume it’s close friends and family as bridesmaids, and I think it’s super sweet that S is her plus one! I mean it’s expected but still plain adorable! I’m already imagining all those pictures and videos we’ll get from loads of people! I wonder if C will wear a dress? It’s not usually her style but should could do, I would have thought Kimmy would know what’s she comfortable in and would let her wear what she feels good in. If we get any pics of just S and C, I think I we’re all collectively going to freak out! Those pics are gonna be FIRE! In typical C style I can see her sneaking one of them into a multi photo post and not making a big deal of it! I’m just so happy for them!

Also slightly on a tangent but I’ve been toying with the idea about writing fanfic and I’m not sure still, I have never written for real people so I don’t know if it’s a good idea and I’m scared it’ll get added into the fanfic reads they do sometimes, not that they’ve done one in a while! What do you think? Of course it’s purely fictional and won’t be anything invasive but I think they’d be fun to write!

The info anon sent via ask is too much. Please read my pinned reminder on the blog other anon!

I can't wait to see both of their outfit too! We don't really get to see C wear a dress so hoping for it as well. I really hope they're wearing with the same theme too. If they upload a couple photo, we are gonna collectively scream from our lungs for sure. LMAO

After this it's section for fanfiction. So if anyone not comfortable to read. It's ok to skip!

In my mind the ironclad rule before writing RPF stuff would be that all the character that you wrote is all fictional character. Just remind that all the stories you wrote doesn't reflect real life and I think it should be fine!

If you're new to fanfiction writing. I recommend start reading and writing one-shot first. Try to limit to less than 1000 words should be a good start!

If you're just new to Shourtney fanfiction. I can recommend some of my favorite. Dept. of Weird Sounds is actually my favorite writer. I recommend start reading Milkshake Heart first. It's kinda AU with some reference to real Smosh video. Also it's hundred long chapter one and it's super good with multiple spinoff fanfic!

Also her one-shot is also awesome as well. It's mostly What If? stuff but she even got reference to real world as well like the infamous reflection incident, Shelby's Olive Garden birthday or even latest UTM.

I think all of their Smosh Theater stuff is from Wattpad I think. I actually think AO3 is the best place for fanfic at the moment. Also I don't really think they'll do Theater stuff anymore since the view is not that good.

[nikhilxkohli]

“This is true, I’m an exception in a lot of ways,” he told her with a grin before he listened to her words and chuckled as soon as she indicated that she was the hotter one. There was obviously no denying that fact. Kimberly was definitely the hotter one out of the two of them but it was just nice to see this girl smiling and that’s what he was going to stay focused on. When she spoke about being supportive and if he really thought she could do it, he instantly nodded with a smile before grasping her hand and squeezing it gently. “Of course I thought you could do it. Not only can you do absolutely anything you put your mind to, but I think it was good for you to just—break free from that life and see what you could accomplish on your own, and look at you now. Doing so well for yourself,” he told her with a smile before hearing her words and shook his head, “hey—that’s not right and you know it Kimmie.” Sure it would be how people knew her but it wasn’t what she should be focusing on right now.

Nik couldn’t help the chuckle at her words before he shrugged and gave her a casual wink, “thou protest too much.” But he knew that she was glad he was there and honestly having her around made it easier for Nik to call Wilmington home as well. “I know, but Kim, you’re not either of those things. Now I don’t know what it’ll take for you to believe me, but it’s true.” When she spoke about the stares she got from people since everything happened, he was frowning even as she told him she’d rather get out of there. He knew that feeling quite well and nodded at her words. “It was annoying as hell. I told them we were family so don’t refute it if they ask,” he warned her before nodding at her words and chuckling when she asked if he could break her out of there. “I can for a bit, but you know they’ll probably fine you or something if you leave without being discharged,” he warned her before continuing, “but we can go up to garden or something if you want?”

Kimberly immediately groaned as she looked away from Nik and shook her head, “You’re an exception and you know that.” she pointed out at first. “Plus I feel like I’m rubbing off on you or something. I’m practically looking into a mirror, except I’m the hotter one.” Her tone was filled with amusement as it was evident she was simply joking. Regardless, he did have a point, especially when he was one of the very few that could tolerate her antics and behaviour when her guard was dropped. “...I know you were supportive of me being here, but did you think I could do it? Or was I being…selfish?” It was a genuine question as she had mixed reception to the idea of living a ‘simple’ life. Some saw it as wasted potential, others thought it was a good opportunity to start fresh, but had qualms of her disconnecting herself completely from her family. However, she wanted to see if she was capable of doing this on her own accord. A morbid thought crossed her mind while she let out a sardonic laugh, “Funny, I wanted to make a name for myself and I did that by being the ‘Mayor’s Assistant Who Got Kidnapped’...Ah, that’s what I get for being a simpleton.” 

“I know…I know…We care about each other too much.” she replied in a fake cringe tone. However, the look on her face said otherwise as she held a knowing look, indicating that she’d always be there for him. “Mhm, yeah…yeah…I guess I just don’t like feeling vulnerable and…broken.” She could feel herself shrink slightly at the thought as she clenched the sheets of her hospital bed, “...And the stares…Like…” She stopped as she could feel herself being repulsive, at this rate she was trying her best not to ruin the mood. “—It’s whatever, I just want to get out of here.” 

Slightly annoyed at the thought of the staff, she had a difference of opinion given that she was stranded there. “Like I see their dedication, hard work and all, but the vibes here are not slay. Plus they won't let me see Benji or anyone for that matter. I bet it was a bitch trying to get in here.” Crossing her arms, she couldn’t help but laugh at Nik’s response, as he was truly the definition of a true friend. “I’ll be front row and centre, that’s for sure.” she mused. “Appreciate and love you always. You think you can break me out of here or something?” Obviously a joke, but it didn't hurt to try.

[anextrapart]

(for the post-series drabble thingy or just your thoughts lol) do you think kim and jimmy say "i love you" to each other more once they reunite? or is it still something neither of them can quite say, only show

I think they say it more! I do not think they say it a lot, though.

Kim in particular doesn't strike me as someone who's ever going to be throwing that phrase around. Not because she doesn't feel it because obviously she does where Jimmy is concerned, but I think growing up with the parent(s) she did, words were probably used pretty often (consciously or unconsciously) to manipulate her. I could very easily see her mom being the type of person to want something and say things like, "Come on, Kimmy, don't you love me?" and the type of person to do something irresponsible/hurtful and instead of apologizing or owning it, just leave it at, "You know I love you, right?" Which isn't to say she didn't love Kim, I think she probably did, but she clearly did a lot of damage and I think she's in large part the reason Kim is so conditioned to value actions far more than words.

Jimmy tends to take cues from Kim on this matter, I think in the past he'd probably have been more likely to say it if she were freer with it, but he had his baggage, too. Jimmy isn't singularly motivated, but a solid part of his core drive is wanting so badly just to be loved and it has almost always ended in heartbreak for him. He's certainly played his part in some of those breakdowns, but I don't think he was too willing to put himself out there either.

After he's released though, I think they've both wised up a little bit. Kim can recognize that it's good for Jimmy to hear those words from her sometimes, even though they both know she feels that way. Actions aren't always enough, sometimes people just want/need to hear the obvious. Just because it's known doesn't mean it needs to remain unspoken. And for his part Jimmy can recognize that it's good for Kim to hear those words and not have them be attached to a manipulation. People can say they love us and not have it mean anything other than that.

And it's good for both of them to say it out loud to the other. As in sync and communicative and receptive to each other's needs as they were, they still did repress some shit. They aren't going to magically become perfect, but they're better. If Kim walks into their kitchen one random normal morning to find Jimmy making orange juice (hand-squeezed these days) and coffee for them both like always, and she's suddenly overcome by the fucking miracle of having him there with her again, she's able to say it. Not in so many words, but a hug from behind and a murmured "I love you" will do the trick. And if Jimmy walks outside one random normal afternoon to find Kim chasing Mabel around because the dog stole a vegetable out of the garden*, laughing too hard to even be mad, and he's suddenly overcome with breathless joy that this is his life, this is his wife and his dog and his backyard, he's able to say it. Not in so many words, but catching the dog and presenting Kim with a mangled cucumber, kissing her grinning mouth with a laughing "I love you" will do the trick.

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*my dog has done this this is a real thing that can happen no veggies are safe

[xxsycamore]

Spring Spell [ Lancelot x MC fluff ]

Word count: 528

Tags: Lancelot uses magic; Pre-Relationship

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A/N: Ahh I'm currently working on a bunch of requests, so I couldn't take any new ones! However I really wanted to take part in the lovely Spring Bouquet content creation challenge by the even more lovely @atelier-maroron so I'm here with this ficlet featuring Lance. I had a lot of fun with it, hope you enjoy too!

Prompt - “Do you want me to pick you up so you can see the cherry blossoms better?”

At last, spring comes to cast its spell over all of Cradle.

The beehive that is the Red army now buzzes more energetically than ever - and, in order to thank spring for coming to wake the world up again, a celebration is in order.

Even for Alice, normally not the biggest fan of having to get over-the-top dolled up by Jonah for those occasions, it's something to look forward to. She falls in love with her pink and white frilly dress so much, that when the king himself compliments her on it, she just nods enthusiastically and makes a little spin for him.

His quiet laughter brings her out of the trance and she finishes off her spin with a hand shyly tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. Being Lancelot's date for this event is no different from any preceding ones so far - the butterflies are still in her stomach, set aflutter by the tiniest noise he makes in her regard. Be that tiny noise his - dare she say, angelic - laughter, she is done for. A blushing mess.

"Why don't we take a walk? The blossoms are so beautiful!"

Lancelot nods, thrusting out his hand for Alice to take. He figures her sudden suggestion has something to do with the redness of her cheeks, and the fact that the cherry-blossom lined path is more dimly lit than the table area. He decides against saying further word about it, keeping the amusement of it to himself.

They stroll in the garden, hand in hand, for Alice is too distractively in awe to mind the act of intimate courtesy.

"Your neck is going to snap if you keep looking left and right so frantically."

Not having it in herself to frown upon the comment, Alice chuckles instead, excusing her child-like enthusiasm.

"They're just so beautiful! I've been wanting to see them ever since I first heard of Cradle's cherry blossoms…"

Lancelot hums, slowing his step to a full stop and leaving a puzzled Alice ahead of him.

"Do you want me to pick you up so you can see the cherry blossoms better?"

Eyes blinking open so wide he could see his reflection in them, Alice shakes her head.

"P-Pick me up? No, no, no need for that! I'm fine!"

Lancelot smirks, and waits until Alice turns away from his gaze. The next second, his eyes flash crimson, and…

"Woah--!!"

Alice gasps at the feeling of suddenly losing her footing, and just like that, she is afloat - opening her tightly shut eyes again, she sees the beautiful blossoms up close, so close she could pick their scent so clearly.

King Lancelot really just did that now… Unsure of how to react on the spot, she only meets his handsome red gaze with a smile holding unadulterated amusement. And just as she thought it couldn't get any more beautiful than that, a rush of wind comes out of nowhere, setting many of the little petals dancing around her floating form.

Lancelot almost doesn't want to let her down again, basking in the sound of her laughter. He is starting to get what others call the magic of spring.

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Galactica, Chapter 51 (Group Fic) - TheDane/Veronica

A/N: Click here if you’re looking for previous chapters (or here if you’d rather read on AO3). 💫

Last Chapter: Courtney arrived at Bianca’s penthouse and Violet met Sutan’s mother and neither of them burst into flames.

This Chapter: We dine. (Thanksgiving Chronicles 2 of ???)

***

“I thought,” Raja reached out, taking an empty chocolate wrapper from Raven’s hand. “That you didn’t like Beng-Bengs, Princess?”

They were sitting in the living room, three couches carefully arranged around a round coffee table, the sweet scent of incense in Raja’s nose. All the walls were filled with photos, the window stills overflowing with plants and flowers. She could hear her mom in the kitchen, Murni waving her away when she had tried to lend a hand, the fact that she was pushing 70 apparently not an issue.

“Shut up.”

Raja chuckled, leaning even further back on the couch, her arm around Raven’s shoulder. Raven had gone directly for the candy dish as soon as they had entered the house. The Beng-Bengs were a chocolate treat from Raja’s childhood, either her mom or dad always asking their family back in Indonesia to send some along whenever they received care packages.

Raven swallowed the last bite, reaching for the bowl to grab a kopiko, her girlfriend eating like she was possessed.

“Mmmh,” Raven moaned, closing her eyes as she bit into the chewy coffee candy.

“You know,” Raja turned her head, putting her lips against Raven’s temple. “Maybe, it’s time to consider if you want to continue doing swimwear.”

“Why?” Raven looked up at her, an annoyed expression on her face. “You think I can’t do it?”

“No.” Raja ran her fingers through Raven’s hair, the strands silky smooth as always. Raja didn’t want to make decisions on Raven’s career, those choices up to her brother. Sure, she always gave her opinion when Raven asked, and was always ready to guide her and help her, but at the end of the day, Raja prefered to have those lines in their relationship. “I just don’t know if it’s really worth it for you.”

“Raj-”

“All I’m saying,” Raja smiled, lowering her voice to make sure her mom couldn’t hear her, “is that it usually takes a good 45 minutes to make you moan like that.”

“Maybe the chocolate is just better than you?” Raven huffed, and Raja couldn’t help but laugh as she leaned in, stealing coffee flavored chocolate kisses from her fiancée.

***

“Hey munchkins,” Katya smiled as she reentered the kitchen, a box of decorations in her arms. “How is everyone doing?”

Katya had just spent the last 35 minutes setting up the living room, hanging a garland of Fall leaves, arranging her most impressive ever cornucopia, and putting out the special Thanksgiving tablecloth with little turkeys all around the edge that Trixie had made her for their first Thanksgiving together.

“You do realize,” Max looked up from where he was rolling out the puffed pastries, his back bent slightly so he could use the kitchen counter, “that we’re not actually children, right?”

“Speak for yourself-“ Pearl pointed at him with the potato peeler, yellow rubber gloves on her hands. “It’s so unfair I always have to peel the potatoes. I don’t even like them.”

“That’s because it’s the one job you can’t fuck up,” Trixie grinned, and Katya smiled at him, her fiancé standing at the stove with his ‘kiss the cook’ apron on, caramalizing the onions, a pumpkin ale next to him.

“I could stir onions.”

“You could,” Katya opened their pantry, where boxes filled with decorations for every holiday (except Christmas, which had its own basement storage unit all to itself) took up half the shelves. “But we don’t want another house fire.”

“It’s not a fire if it doesn’t leave the pan!”

Max snorted, and Katya laughed. “Sure baby, sure.”

“Is that Pearl whining again?” asked a voice in the doorway, and Katya turned to see Kim. She’d generously agreed to cook the turkey in her oven, since that would free up Katya and Trixie’s for the rest of the food, and had left to baste.

“Of course. How’s the turkey?”

“Your bird is looking moist and delicious,” Kim answered, and Max visibly shuddered.

“Must you use that word?” he asked, and Kim stepped up to him.

“What word?” she inquired, leaning right up to his ear, cooing a teasing, “You mean mmmoist?” directly into his ear.

“Gah!” Max cringed again, all of them giggling at his overreaction.

“Kimmy, can you start the pumpkin pie filling?” Katya asked, getting down the cans from the shelf and laying a recipe card on the table.

“Of course!” Kim picked up the card and looked it over while Katya bustled around the kitchen, pulling out the various spices and ingredients she would need.

“Ugh, she gets pumpkin pie?” Pearl whined.

“You want a piece of me, potato bitch?” Kim asked, and Trixie burst out laughing, repeating ‘potato bitch,’ softly to himself.

“Kids!” Katya clapped her hands and the whole group looked at her. “You’re all marvelous and essential, and I love you.”

“Gross,” Pearl said, but the smile on her face betrayed her words.

***

“Ha!” Sutan smiled triumphantly, the metal lid on the bird feeder finally popping open. “There we go!”

Sutan and Violet were out in the backyard, Violet sitting on the deck in a lawn chair, while Sutan had braved the moist Autumn grass to make his way to the big pear tree in the corner.

“Throw me the seeds, would you?” Sutan looked over his shoulder, Violet wrapped up in his jacket so she wouldn’t be cold since had forgotten her own in the car.

“The seeds?” Violet raised an eyebrow, but she still patted his jacket down, her eyes widening when she found a packet in the right pocket. “... Did you bring bird seeds with you from Manhattan?”

“Maybe?” Sutan grinned, catching the seeds in the air when Violet threw them. He hadn’t expected her to follow him into the garden, had figured he could slip away without anyone noticing, but while Raven had absolutely warmed up to VIolet, and his twin seemed to genuinely like her, he wasn’t exactly sure if Violet felt the same way about his sister and her fiancée.

“Is this a normal occurrence?” Violet was smiling, watching him with her brow eyes.

“That I fill the bird feeders?” Sutan got up on his toes, tipping the packet to fill it up about half way. “Or being in the garden?”

“Both?”

“My mom isn’t as young as she used to be,” Sutan shrugged, moving from one feeder to the next. “And she’s not very good at asking for help, so I always try to do something in the garden whenever I’m here.”

Murnis age was something he tried not to think about, something he tried to push away, the idea that his mom wouldn’t be there one day one of the few things that genuinely terrified him.

“It’s a very beautiful garden.”

“You should tell her that,” Sutan smiled, the complement sounding completely genuine. “She’s very proud of her marigolds.”

“She should be.”

Neither of them said anything for a little while, Sutan getting some of the last pears from the tree. He knew they had to go back inside, that his mom was probably putting the finishing touches on their Thanksgiving dinner, but he figured he’d maybe have time to take a look at the greenhouse too, Violet thankfully not the type of person who kicked up a fuss when he took his time.

“Did you grow up here?” Sutan turned around, Violet practically swallowed up by his jacket as she was cuddled up.

“No. When we got to America, my family lived in Iowa. This house is actually the first thing Raja and I ever bought, when we started making money. Our first piece of real estate.” Sutan smiled at the memory of when Raja had finally, finally, finally gotten the pay check that pushed them over the edge. “We still lived in a shitty one bedroom apartment in Manhattan, but we knew we wanted to do something for our parents. Wanted to make sure Ayah and Bunda had a good place to stay and for them to be closer.”

“Ayah?”

“It means dad. In Indonesian.”

“Oh…” Violet paused, looking at his face, and Sutan really hoped it wasn’t obvious how much it hurt to think about his dad. “He isn’t here, is he-”

“He died when I was 32.” It was weird that Violet didn’t already know, weird that she hadn’t stumbled on it yet since the gossip sites and magazines had certainly covered how it had wrecked both him and Raja, a simple google search enough to know his entire life story, but Sutan appreciated that she wanted to hear it from him too. “Cancer.”

“I’m sorry.” Violet looked genuinely upset, empathy clear on her features.

“It’s okay,” Sutan forced a smile. “It was a long time ago.”

It didn’t feel like it, but that wasn’t Violet’s burden to bear, Sutan’s regrets of how he’d never get the chance to talk to his dad again and apologize his and his alone.

***

Once Courtney had a couple of drinks in her, she found herself forgetting to be nervous or uncomfortable about being in the fanciest apartment she’d ever seen, and just began having a good time with her bestie, enjoying Bianca’s generous hospitality and the attention that still made her heart go a little fluttery when their eyes met.

By the time Bianca appeared in the den again to tell them that dinner was ready, they’d abandoned the karaoke machine and were curled up on the couch, watching the parade, Adore’s head in Courtney’s lap.

“You guys ready for dinner?”

“Ugh, vegan Thanksgiving. I am not looking forward to this,” Adore grumbled, poking Courtney in the arm. “Did you know she was gonna do that? Get everything vegan?”

Courtney’s eyes widened--she wasn’t expecting that, not at all. She’d been surprised that the appetizers were vegan, but the whole meal? She looked at Bianca with gratitude and shock, asking, “Really?”

“Most of it. Adore whined so much about the stuffing that I made her some the good old-fashioned Cuban chock-full-of-meat way.”

“You did?!” Adore jumped up excitedly, clapping her hands.

“I did. I used Abuelita’s recipe.” Bianca cuffed her playfully on the ear. “Happy?”

“I take back everything I said, you’re still my favorite sister.” Adore slung an arm around Bianca’s shoulders as they walked down the hall. “You didn’t forget my Hillshire Farms, did you?”

“No, bitch, I didn’t forget your Hillshire Farms. I even put it out all nice on a plate so you don’t have to eat straight out of the package like you do at home.”

“Yaaas, sounds classy as fuck.”

Courtney was completely unprepared for the sight that met her when they stepped into the dining room. The table was laden with beautiful, vibrantly colorful Autumnal dishes - enough for at least ten people.

“Oh my god.”

Bianca looked over at her. “Something wrong?”

“No! No, it’s absolutely...just so much, I wasn’t expecting this. Are more people coming?”

“Courtney. You live in America now. And you know what Thanksgiving is all about?”

“Gratitude?” Courtney guessed, still overwhelmed at the spread.

“No, baby. No. It’s about coming together, and, whether you are hungry or not, eating until you can’t possibly take another bite. And then having dessert.”

Courtney laughed, taking her seat. “I guess I’m not fully assimilated, huh?”

“You’ll learn.”

“I don’t even know where to start.”

“Try this. It’s the vegan version of Adore’s favorite relleno de pavo,” Bianca said, spooning some onto her plate, along with about five other things, Courtney quickly losing track.

She’d been to a family Thanksgiving dinner once before, during a short-lived college relationship with a guy who Adore had nicknamed “Wonder Bread,” and it was nothing like this: a meal of dry turkey, bland mashed potatoes, overcooked green beans in some kind of hideous mushroom sauce, and candied yams straight from a can. This meal was like something she’d get at a 5-star farm to table restaurant, fresh and delicious, somehow reminding her of her mother’s vegetable garden, something she didn’t realize she was missing so badly until she was tasting it. It was so good, she forgot to say anything, soon greedily gobbling up everything she could get her hands on.

“So...what do we think? Can I put the chef on a repeat list?” Bianca asked, and Courtney nodded vigorously, mouth full.

“I’m actually shocked how good this corn pudding is,” Adore said, mouth full. “Who knew vegan butter would be so good?”

“Well, vegan butter is margarine. And you’re garbage, so you love margarine.”

“I really do, man.”

Bianca laughed, chuckling slightly, finishing her wine.

“Anyone want another drink?”

“I’ll get it!” Adore said, rising from her seat.

“Thanks.”

Once she’d left the room, Bianca turned to Courtney, who was still gorging herself on all of the delicious dishes before her. She touched Courtney on the wrist, sending little tingles up her arm as she tried to quickly swallow the persimmon and kale salad in her mouth.

“Listen, I want to thank you for being so sweet with her, and looking out, you know? I know she pretends she’s a tough girl, but-she really needs TLC right now.”

Courtney wiped her mouth and answered, “Of course. She’d do the same for me. She has done the same for me.”

“Good. I mean, not that you...uh, needed, y’know-”

Courtney smiled, wondering if there was anything cuter than someone with Bianca’s self assuredness getting flustered and tongue-tied. “I know what you mean.”

“I’m just glad that someone gentler than me is there for her. You know, I’m not so great with the touchy-feely stuff.”

“I think you do okay,” Courtney said, unable to tear her eyes from Bianca’s. And then Courtney’s chest flooded with guilt at the next thought. A fleeting second where she imagined Bianca taking care of her, too. Fortunately, Adore came back into the room at that exact moment, two bottles of wine in hand, letting her shake the thought right from her head, reaching for a whole grain dinner roll to distract herself from it all.

“Bitch, I have never seen you eat like this,” Adore commented, laughing.

“Well, you’ve never seen me with food this good. Who was this chef, anyway? Can I marry them?”

“I’ll pass along the proposal. Although I’m not sure her wife will be too pleased,” Bianca said.

“I can share,” Courtney suggested sweetly, batting her lashes, making Bianca laugh.

“Or, you know...you can just marry someone with the resources to hire her whenever you want.” Bianca swirled the wine in her glass.

“Hmm...I don’t know anyone like that,” Courtney told her. “I run with a pretty low-rent crowd.”

“Pity.”

Courtney giggled into her plate, wondering if she should ease up on the alcohol, since that warm, light-headed feeling was taking over.

***

“Come on, come on,” Juju muttered to herself, digging through her bag, everyone's jackets piled high on her aunt's bed. She was looking for her daughter’s toy monkey, Julia falling outside and hitting her knee while playing with her cousins. She was okay, but she had asked for her toy, if only Juju could find it.

“Juju?” The door opened, and Juju looked over her shoulder to see her husband stand there, thankfully without one of their children on his arm.

“Give me a second-”

Detox closed the door, and Juju paused, her eyes narrowing. “What are you doing?”

“Me?” Detox grinned, his eyes sparkling with an almost predatory glee. “Oh, nothing.” He reached behind him, flicking the lock. “Nothing at all.”

“De-” Juju almost wanted to get upset, her entire family just outside, and she still hadn’t seen Julia’s knee for herself. “I have to get-”

“Your dad put a bandaid on her,” Detox smiled, walking over to her, and Juju couldn’t help but notice how good he looked, “and she’s watching TV with Kelly.”

“Ah.” Juju chuckled, her oldest an absolute sweetheart when her siblings needed her, even though she often tried to act too cool for school. “Well then-”

“Well then,” Detox walked into her space, “I think we have more than enough time.” He put his hands on her waist, pulling her in, her belly bumping against his hips.

“Time for what?”

“Time for this.” Detox leaned down, their lips meeting in a heated kiss, Detox lips tasting faintly like the Beerloa the Laotian part of her family loved.

“De-” Juju broke the kiss, trying to pull back. “We have to-”

“Come on,” Detox smiled. “Live a little. Not like you can get pregnant right now.”

“I hate you so much-” Detox gave her a peck, and Juju could feel her knees buckle, her hands going to his hips, her fingers grabbing the belt loops on his pants as she allowed herself to fall back on the bed.

***

“Okay well...vegan Thanksgiving was less gross than I thought,” Adore said, putting her head on the table.

“We’re glad you didn’t suffer too much,” said Bianca.

“I think it was fucking perfection,” Courtney said, a happy grin on her face as she scraped the last of the cranberry mousse from her plate.

“I mean, I’m not complaining,” Adore added, reaching for another apple hand pie, and after a pause, a second.

“Oh no? That’s a first,” Bianca chuckled.

“Well to be fair, most vegan food is crap. This was an exception,” Adore said, slathering her pies with what was probably quinoa-based whipped cream and taking another pumpkin blondie square for good measure.

“Mmhmm…” Bianca said, judgment dripping from her pursed lips, laughing when Adore stuck her tongue out. She then turned to Courtney, who had gently tapped her on the arm.

“Where’s your restroom?”

“There’s one right through there.” Bianca pointed, and Courtney smiled.

“Thanks! Be right back!”

Adore eyed her sister, watching her face, eyes glued to Courtney as she left the room. It took Bianca about ten full seconds before she realized that she was being watched herself. She turned to Adore, took in her smirk, and scowled.

“What?”

“Nothing. It’s just fun to see you bark up the wrong tree. Not used to you being rejected.” Adore rested her chin on her hand, popping a bite of blondie into her mouth.

“Shut up.”

Adore laughed. “No, it’s cool. Very humanizing.”

“First of all, I’m not barking anywhere, so you can put your little smug face away. And second...what makes you so sure I’d even be rejected?”

“Please.” Adore rolled her eyes. “I know my girl, Bianca. She’s straight.”

“Okay.” Bianca set down her coffee cup.

“I mean, if you got another seven or so drinks in her, maybe she’d let you-”

“Alright, enough. Now you’re being gross,” Bianca said testily.

“Sorry. But can I just give you one tip?”

“What?” Bianca asked, face stern.

“Tequila shots.”

Bianca tried valiantly to keep the cross look, but after a few seconds, she broke, dimples deep in her cheeks. She balled up a linen napkin and chucked it at Adore’s face.

Outside, the rain had let up, a few rays of evening sun breaking through the clouds.

“Hey, do you mind taking the dogs out for a walk before it starts raining again? Just a little one, they’ve been out to the terrace.” Bianca rose from her seat and began clearing some dishes from the table.

“Yeah, no problem.” Adore headed for the door, intercepting Courtney on her way back from the bathroom. “Come with me, we’re walking the dogs.”

“Oh...but doesn’t Bianca need help with the-”

“Nope!” Adore pulled her by the hand towards the door, grabbing their coats and strapping the dogs into their harnesses.

It wasn’t until they were safely outside when she finally felt comfortable giving her friend...well, not a warning exactly.

“So listen,” she began, and Courtney turned to her, head cocked. “I’m sure you already know this, but my sister is kind of a player.”

“Uhhh…”

“Come on. You must have heard stories.”

“I guess I have, but I–”

“It’s my fault. I should have…I dunno, I should have warned you about B’s weakness for pretty blondes. And I know it’s just your personality to be sweet and friendly and a bit of a flirt. But you’re totally gonna give her the wrong idea.”

Courtney bit her lip and turned away, and Adore felt bad.

“Don’t be embarrassed! I’m not saying that you’re doing anything wrong. It’s just...she’s not really used to people turning her down, so...”

“Right.”

Courtney didn’t seem to have much more to say, and Adore worried that maybe she’d offended her.

“I’m sorry, boo, but this is just something you have to consider when you’re the most charming, beautiful, kind, funny, smart…”

Courtney started laughing, cutting her off with a hug.

“I get what you’re saying. You can stop laying it on so thick.”

Adore smiled, then realized that her phone was ringing. She handed the leashes over to Courtney and looked at it, surprised at the name on the display.

The last one she thought she’d see, especially today.

Pearl.

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oh  ,  wonderful  !  welcome  welcome  ,  let’s  get  this  show  on  the  road  ,  shall  we  ?  not  like  we  have  the  rest  of  our  afterlife  to  dwell  upon  ,  am  i  right  ?

well  ,  i  would  like  to  officially  welcome  you  to  the  good  place  .  i’m  sure  you  are  all  wondering  why  you  are  here  ,  but  we  will  get  more  into  that  later  as  we  experience  the  afterlife  as  a  whole  .  take  a  look  around  ,  these  are  your  neighbours  ,  friends  ,  significant  others  &  your  community  members  .  during  your  time  on  earth  ,  all  of  us  here  at  the  good  place  ,  had  taken  it  upon  ourselves  to  watch  you  carefully  &  take  careful  consideration  in  picking  you  ,  specifically  .  we  have  our  own  point  system  ,  which  you  will  see  on  the  screen  behind  us  ,  where  you  would  gain  simple  points  such  as  holding  a  door  for  someone  or  handing  some  money  to  someone  that  was  less  fortunate  as  you  .  we  did  track  some  of  the  negative  things  that  you  have  done  in  your  life  ,  but  they  ----  usually  balanced  out  the  good  .  the  overall  existence  of  this  place  was  built  with  you  and  for  you  ,  you  were  chosen  for  a  purpose  &  we  hope  that  purpose  will  become  clear  to  you  during  your  stay  here  .  now  ,  we  shall  begin  with  the  briefings  .

LOCATIONS

i’m  sure  that  you  have  noticed  that  this  place  is  quite  large  !  we  have  many  establishments  throughout  this  town  &  they  were  all  made  to  fit  the  likings  of  our  fellow  community  members  .

𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓  𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄

where  you  will  find  a  lot  of  marine  life  and  water  .  i’m  sure  that  many  of  you  who  have  enjoyed  water  during  your  time  on  earth  have  found  yourselves  situated  in  a  home  directed  that  way  .  you  will  find  canoes  and  row  boats  that  will  allow  you  to  enjoy  some  peace  on  the  lake  ,  as  well  as  a  beautiful  waterfall  just  around  the  bend  .  while  here  ,  we  encourage  you  to  take  a  look  around  the  ponds  ,  we  have  some  amazing  fish  that  would  love  to  have  some  of  the  food  that  is  sold  in  the  downtown  area  .  we  also  encourage  you  to  take  a  nice  hike  up  the  waterfall  ,  with  a  cliff  right  off  to  the  right  .  once  you  hit  the  destination  ,  maybe  have  a  wonderful  picnic  with  a  loved  one  or  try  some  cliff  diving  if  you  were  much  too  frightened  before  on  earth  .

𝐖𝐄𝐒𝐓  𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄  

the  wooden  area  that  many  people  enjoy  when  they  need  some  peace  and  quiet  .  there  are  a  few  households  within  this  neighbourhood  ,  usually  selected  for  people  who  enjoyed  the  seclusion  and  warmth  of  being  connected  to  nature  .  our  local  greenhouses  are  kept  up  there  ,  you  can  find  some  wonderful  plants  that  you  could  take  home  or  take  a  few  selfies  with  the  help  of  kimmy  to  hang  up  in  your  home  .  we  also  have  the  community  garden  out  that  way  ,  where  you  can  grow  your  own  vegetables  or  even  help  gather  some  ingredients  for  the  restaurants  as  some  extra  credit  options  towards  gaining  more  points  (  yes  ,  you  can  still  gain  them  here  !  )  .  we  have  a  few  trails  within  this  area  as  well  ,  where  you  can  feel  one  on  one  with  nature  once  again  ,  where  the  sun  will  beat  on  your  face  ;  you  can  practically  hear  the  bugs  buzzing  around  you  !

𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐇  𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄

where  many  of  you  may  usually  find  yourselves  ,  it  allows  itself  to  be  integrated  with  the  downtown  area  just  behind  you  .  you’ll  be  able  to  see  the  large  households  that  are  within  that  area  ,  where  many  of  our  community  members  are  staying  ,  either  by  their  lonesome  or  with  someone  they  believe  to  be  close  to  them  .  in  the  north  side  ,  you’ll  find  a  lot  of  educational  things  ,  including  our  school  for  the  afterlife  .  the  school  is  still  working  out  some  last  minute  kinks  alongside  our  trusty  kimmy  ,  but  will  be  up  &  running  within  the  next  week  ,  so  make  sure  that  you  take  some  time  to  visit  the  campus  &  take  a  good  look  at  the  classes  that  will  be  offered  .  we  would  love  to  keep  you  educated  on  things  around  the  good  place  during  your  stay  here  .  while  school  can  be  quite  boring  ,  i’m  sure  we  can  rope  you  all  into  attending  with  the  small  bribery  of  flying  !  you  have  all  witnessed  it  briefly  during  our  halloween  event  ,  but  we  will  be  having  mandatory  flying  lessons  for  everyone  who  joins  the  school  in  the  beautiful  courtyard  out  back  .  you  like  gymnastics  ?  well  we  can  find  you  some  balance  beams  .  football  ?  well  what  is  the  afterlife  without  some  tackling  ?  cheerleading  ?  well  you’re  in  for  a  treat  because  i  sure  would  love  to  hear  some  fun  rhymes  !  you  name  it  ,  we  got  it  .

𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐇  𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄

is  currently  under  construction  ,  so  we  do  ask  that  you  avoid  that  area  at  this  moment  .  the  weather  is  not  corresponding  correctly  to  the  systems  we  have  put  into  place  &  we  definitely  do  not  want  a  mix  up  with  any  of  you  .  so  please  ,  we  ask  that  you  do  not  move  past  the  colourful  rainbow  tape  that  is  surrounding  the  south  side  until  the  construction  of  that  area  is  done  .  we  are  working  very  diligently  to  get  it  up  &  running  as  i  am  sure  many  of  you  are  hoping  to  find  yourself  located  in  that  wing  !

𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐍𝐓𝐎𝐖𝐍  

the  place  that  you  will  always  find  yourself  wanting  to  come  !  we  have  a  little  bit  of  this  &  a  little  bit  of  that  for  everyones  liking  .  there  are  local  restaurants  around  town  that  will  serve  you  anything  that  you  could  dream  of  !  many  of  which  could  be  your  favourite  meals  ,  favourite  drinks  ----  oh  &  did  we  mention  the  endless  options  for  desserts  ?  if  you  look  around  ,  we  also  have  endless  froyo  stations  ;  many  of  which  will  have  flavours  that  create  a  very  similar  feeling  to  joy  &  happiness  .  ever  wonderful  what  it  would  taste  like  after  getting  straight  a’s  on  your  exams  ?  what  about  the  feeling  of  warmth  after  being  outside  in  the  cold  all  day  ?  well  i’m  sure  we  can  mix  up  something  for  you  !  we  also  have  entertainment  sectors  such  as  bars  ,  clubs  ,  even  a  movie  theater  to  play  your  favourite  movies  from  when  you  were  on  earth  !  bookstores  ,  florists  ,  clothing  stores  ,  you  name  it  !  it  may  look  a  bit  confusing  on  the  outside  ,  with  you  questioning  our  tastes  but  we  have  never  questioned  you  &  i  cross  my  heart  that  the  moment  you  walk  into  any  of  our  stores  ,  you  will  always  find  something  tailored  to  your  specific  tastes  !

i  am  sure  that  you  all  have  many  questions  ,  we  are  here  to  always  help  you  !  we  shall  go  over  the  wonderful  rules  that  we  have  in  the  good  place  &  what  is  deemed  appropriate  .

RULES

there  will  be  a  zero  tolerance  violence  policy  .  although  we  do  not  have  the  jurisdiction  within  the  good  place  to  arrest  ,  but  you  will  be  losing  points  with  violence  .  

you  are  free  to  ask  kimmy  any  questions  that  you  deem  necessary  ,  but  they  must  be  appropriate  .  kimmy  will  refuse  to  answer  anything  that  is  not  needed  .

as  stated  earlier  ,  we  will  not  allow  anyone  in  the  south  side  of  the  good  place  at  the  moment  .  if  found  there  ,  you  will  be  brought  into  my  (  michael’s  )  office  &  punishments  will  be  discussed  between  the  architects  .  

WHAT  IS  THERE  TO  DO  ?

well  good  question  !  you  are  able  to  sign  up  for  the  local  school  classes  that  kimmy  will  listen  later  in  the  weekend  ,  we  do  hope  that  we  get  some  good  responses  !  we’ve  worked  hard  to  coordinate  the  classes  !  we  also  allow  you  to  work  in  the  local  agencies  ,  but  please  be  aware  that  money  is  not  a  thing  in  the  good  place  !  you  do  receive  points  towards  your  community  involvement  &  that  will  boost  you  up  on  the  scale  in  the  architects  system  .  we  welcome  you  to  join  the  local  clean  up  group  that  dedicates  themselves  to  cleaning  up  any  possible  garbage  that  is  fluttering  on  the  streets  ,  or  maybe  you  are  interested  in  the  party  planning  committee  ,  which  is  usually  run  by  tahani  but  we  would  love  to  have  more  people  join  &  put  in  their  ideas  !

LITTLE  THINGS  TO  NOTE  

be  aware  that  the  good  place  is  tactical  to  your  needs  &  wants  .  if  you  don’t  enjoy  someone  using  a  curse  word  ,  then  your  mind  will  blank  it  out  &  possibly  replace  it  with  a  new  word  .  if  you  are  fluent  in  another  language  ,  we  have  all  implanted  a  translator  in  your  mind  .  although  someone  might  be  speaking  english  to  you  ,  they  could  actually  be  speaking  french  or  spanish  but  you  are  able  to  translate  it  instantly  .  

housing  units  are  there  for  your  liking  ,  if  you  would  like  to  move  in  with  someone  ,  we  will  allow  that  but  please  run  it  by  kimmy  or  myself  (  michael  )  to  let  us  know  that  you  will  be  moving  so  we  can  use  your  old  home  for  something  enjoyable  for  other  community  members  or  reinvent  it  into  a  new  home  for  someone  that  will  be  joining  us  .

lastly  ,  we  do  not  want  to  overwhelm  you  today  ,  so  if  you  ever  have  any  questions  please  let  kimmy  know  !  kimmy  is  programmed  to  know  every  answer  in  the  universe  &  she  will  be  at  your  beck  &  call  .  all  you  have  to  do  is  call  her  &  she  will  appear  to  answer  anything  that  you  need  .  the  architects  are  quite  busy  making  sure  that  this  place  is  designed  properly  ,  which  allows  kimmy  to  answer  questions  for  us  .  anyways  ,  without  further  ado  ,  please  !  explore  all  the  fun  things  that  are  surrounding  you  ,  we  can’t  wait  to  begin  planning  more  things  !

SOME  OOC  DETAILS

this  plotdrop  isn’t  as  dramatic  as  the  future  ones  will  be  ,  but  we  tried  to  answer  most  of  the  questions  that  have  been  floating  around  !

this  plotdrop  is  to  show  you  the  amount  of  things  that  your  character  can  do  around  town  &  the  jobs  that  they  could  do  if  they  want  to  boost  their  points  (  like  characters  that  don’t  believe  that  they  belong  here  -  they  might  want  to  boost  their  rating  by  helping  around  the  community  )

as  said  !  if  any  characters  or  muns  have  questions  --  ask  kimmy  !  make  sure  that  you  follow  the  blog  for  kimmy  ,  where  you  can  send  messages  to  ask  her  about  things  around  the  good  place  or  questions  about  anything  you  need  to  be  answered  !  she  will  definitely  answer  to  the  best  of  her  ability  ,  it  will  allow  the  architects  to  start  fixing  up  that  nasty  south  side  . 

if  asking  kimmy  a  question  ,  make  sure  that  you  start  the  question  with  ‘hey  kimmy  !’  so  that  she  knows  to  appear  to  answer  the  question  you  type  in  the  askbox.

you  are  welcome  to  continue  your  event  threads  ,  we  just  ask  that  you  don’t  make  any  new  starters  at  the  moment  for  it  .

we  will  also  be  introducing  meme  days  this  weekend  ,  so  definitely  keep  an  eye  out  for  that  one  !

if  you  have  any  questions  that  kimmy  can’t  answer  (  something  ooc  that  could  be  bothering  you  )  then  don’t  hesitate  to  message  the  main  admins  ,  we  will  make  sure  to  help  you  out  !

[mytsukkishine]

I love reading about Damien X reader, so I have a favour. Can you please write about Damien having crush on girl he never talked with, because she's new in the city, works in a different sector of Smosh and at the beginning he don't have any ways to start a conversation? Then he'll start to try to talk to her etc.

a/n: okay hi anon. so funny story first, i accidentally clicked post so I didn’t see this ask and i was looking for this for daaays. now i am done tho hahah thank you for your request and i hope you would like it! I am having fun writing this kind of fictions eheh

a/n2: I kind of changed the story. This would be written in Damien’s view. So sorry about that if this won’t be the thing you might expect. 

summary: Damien thought he had seen an angel, with the complete choir in the background and all. Now Damien has made it his mission to know the name of this gorgeous girl that he can’t seem to forget. 

enjoiii

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“We could go play after this,” Shayne suggest and Damien

just nodded. They had just finished shooting a ‘Try Not to Laugh’ challenge and they have nothing else to do, so they had decided to just play at Shayne’s apartment.

“Would you guys like to eat out first?” Courtney interjected

along with Olivia and it turned into a discussion on where to eat. Damien was just dead tired. He had just finished a stream a while ago before he went to work and it was a bad idea.

Damien looked around the studio as people started to clean up the stage and everything. Then he spotted someone.

It was like angels were singing, a light focused her even though there was no opening on the roof. She looked like she came out of a commercial. Hair bouncy and eyes sharp and focused.

Everything was a blur except her.

“Whoa…” Damien muttered to himself as he saw that person walked towards one of their producers and proceeded to talk about something.

Now, Damien has been here long enough to memorize the faces of the staff around here but this was the first time he saw her. She was just so gorgeous it made him stare—

Then their eyes met for a moment before she turned around to leave.

“Dude,”

“Okay, Olive Gard—”

“Dude!”

“What, Damien?” Shayne asked, a little annoyed for being cut off.

“I think I saw an angel,”

“Come on Damien, let’s just eat,” Keith commented and the rest of the squad laughed.

They had made up their mind to go to Olive Garden and Damien made up his mind that it would be his mission to know who that person was.

~

It was a little stressful because Ian was on a vacation for 2 weeks and Damien was assigned to help out Matt a little in planning for the upcoming Smosh Summer Games. Actually, there were all assigned, Damien just loved stressing himself out. He was thinking of a theme in the break room when suddenly, just very suddenly like the heavens took pit on him.

It was her!

Miss Gorgeous- unknown name!

Damien cleared his throat but it seemed like she didn’t hear him because she just went to the fridge to grab something then left.

Damn, she smelled like vanilla when she passed by.

Damien’s heart calmed down a little as he stared at the closed door.

He gotta know her name.

 ~

 “Hey dude, do you notice anything new?” They were hanging out in their office, the rest were doing some of their errands and only Courtney, Shayne, and Damien were there. Shayne was playing with his Switch and Courtney was typing something in her laptop.

“What new?” Shayne managed to ask back as he gripped the console while biting his lips in the process.

“New… like someone new,”

“Care to elaborate mo-YES!” Shayne cheered, console up in the air and eyes never leaving his game.

“No dude,” Damien sighed. “Like, we almost know all the staff here right?”

“Almost~” Courtney interjected, eyes still on the screen. “I don’t know some people in the Sales dept,”

Damien nodded at the new information.

“I don’t know some in the HR Department, but~” Shayne paused for a while and Damien waited, “I know Rex from the copy room,”

Damien just groaned, felt defeated as the two of their friends were of no help.

 ~

“You going to Matt?” Noah asked Damien, both guys holding papers that seemed to be about the upcoming summer games. “Yeah,” Damien nodded as they entered the building, greeted some people along the way.

It was a Saturday and Damien was called to the office because later on, they would have a shoot with Matt, and since he would be seeing him, he thought it would be a great idea to pass him his ideas right now.

Noah and Damien talked animatedly while they wait for the elevator door. Seconds later it opened and Damien lost his grip of the papers he was holding.

“Sorry!” A girl's voice squeaked and Damien found himself picking up his papers along with her.

Miss Gorgeous.

Well, it was mostly her that was doing the picking because Damien was kind of busy ogling her. It was the first time he had looked at her up close and it was taking his breath away.

“I am really sorry,” She said as the two of you stood up and the papers were now back in your hands. “I’m sorry,” She repeated,

“N-no,” Damien finally managed to utter out a word, “It’s f-fine, really,” He just smiled sheepishly at her and Damien felt a little desperate.

“I-I wasn’t looking—uhm—what’s your na-”

Then her phone rang. How many times does she have to say sorry? She gave him an apologetic smile before running out of the building like she was in a hurry.

Hurry for what? Damien doesn’t know but he sure was dumbfounded again by her… presence.

“You okay?” Oh, Damien didn’t realize that Noah was there.

His eyes widen as he glanced at Noah. “Do you know her?” He questioned, hoping Noah could know.

It wasn’t like Damien to be this confident in asking for a girl’s name. Hell, he would be super embarrassed with even just talking to a new girl but something about her attracted him.

Like he can watch anime with her.

So this one time he walked past the marketing team department and he saw her there, she was laughing along with a girl and her smile was just adorable and Damien’s heart skipped a beat.

He tried to walk by again the next day to the marketing department but she wasn’t there.

“Unfortunately, no…” Noah pouted and Damien just closed his eyes and nodded. His heart was still beating like crazy, his adrenaline still high but they need to go to Matt right now.

They entered the elevator and Noah patted his back.

“This is actually the first time I saw you so speechless,”

Now Damien was blushing already, and Noah was amused by how red Damien can be. He gave out a small chuckle as Damien told him all about this mysterious girl.

They exited and walked over to the conference room where they knew the others were already waiting.

“Maybe she’s new?” Noah suggested and opened the double doors.

“Maybe…”

“Maybe what’s what?” Sarah asked as the two boys sat down. They were waiting for Matt, and only Shayne, Courtney, and Kimmy were present.

“Are you talking about that mysterious girl?” Shayne smirked and Damien gave him a little glare whilst blushing.

“Damien likes someone and he’s being shy,” Courtney teased back then patted Damien’s hand. “Ooh, do give the tea,” Sarah giggled and Damien wanted to be swallowed by the earth below him.

“I wanna know who managed to make the Damien Haas surrender,” Sarah added and they all talked about Damien’s ‘angel’.

Part of Damien regretted sharing his stories with them but part of him was a relief because he can talk to someone about it.

“Speaking of, was that the girl we bumped?” Noah interjected and the rest was intrigued by what happened.

Soon. Damien thought. Soon he will stop her and ask for her name.

A knock resounded through the room and all of them straightened in their seat as Matt entered. “Hi, guys. Meeting would be held for a moment because Ian would be coming in a little while,” The rest of them resumed to their personal activities, with a little talk about the upcoming summer games.

Then a knock again before Ian entered with—

“It’s you…” Damien murmured, eyes wide and mouth opened as he saw the girl, the girl that was on his mind since the first time he saw her, walked behind Ian.

“Hey guys, sorry for the delay, we had to do some errands but here I am!” He waved and Damien felt Noah’s hand on his shoulder. The rest of the squad seemed to have connected what was happening and Shayne released an ‘Oh God…” followed by a quiet laugh with Courtney and Sarah.

“Why? What’s funny?” Ian asked and Sarah shook her head.

Matt looked at his team weirdly before greeting the girl behind Ian. “Hi, care to introduce her to the team, Ian?”

“Oh yeah, guys this is Y/N. She’s my cousin’s niece, making her my niece. Say hi Y/N,”

“Hi everyone,” She waved and looked at everyone before her eyes locked on Damien’s.

“Oh,” Her gaze stayed a little longer before giving Damien a sweet smile, “It’s you!”

And Damien swore he had seen this kind of moment in an anime, and he was loving it.  

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excuse the wrong grammar.

do tell me what ya’ll think. lovelotss

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OK, June 8

Cover: Cher Turns 74 -- in hiding and in love 

Page 1: Big Pic -- Kristin Chenoweth in a Winnie the Pooh onesie with boyfriend Josh Bryant and her dog Thunder 

Page 2: Contents 

Page 3: Contents 

Page 4: Kristin Cavallari dating again -- she’s ready for romance just one month after her split from husband Jay Cutler 

Page 6: Meghan Markle chronicled her time in the U.K. in a secret diary and the revelation has sent The Firm into a tailspin -- it’s confirmed everyone’s worst fears that Meghan has them over a barrel and could bring them down with the click of a finger 

Page 7: After Jennifer Lopez’s daughter Emme wowed the crowd with a surprise appearance during the Super Bowl halftime show J.Lo’s ready to take on the full-time role of stage mom as the 12-year-old preps to release a bilingual children’s book of prayers, three years after her split from music producer Jack Antonoff it seems Lena Dunham is still nursing a broken heart so much so that’s it’s affecting her day-to-day life, after more than 15 years of friendship Ashton Kutcher and Dax Shepard are still thick as thieves 

Page 8: Though it’s been two years since Tom Hardy wrapped up filming as the titular character in Capone which has just recently been released but the renowned Method actor still can’t get out of the notorious gangster’s mindset so much so that even his wife Charlotte Riley who is used to Tom’s extreme behavior during a film shoot is rattled by his demeanor and she’s telling him not to take any more weirdo roles because it affects their personal life, Jon Hamm is desperate to work intimately with January Jones again and the quickest path to that is through a Mad Men reunion -- Jon still feels deeply connected to January and in a lot of ways she’s the closest he’s had to a real-life spouse after the years they spent as an onscreen couple, The Bachelorette Hannah Brown is feeling the consequences of her actions after blurting out the N-word while singing along to DaBaby’s track Rockstar in an Instagram Live video and she apologized immediately but the backlash has been pretty brutal 

Page 10: Red Hot on the Red Carpet -- silver gowns -- Diane Kruger, Reese Witherspoon, Janelle Monae 

Page 11: Nina Kiri, Catherine Zeta-Jones 

Page 12: Who Wore It Better? Betty Gilpin vs. Nina Dobrev ✅, Chiara Ferragni vs. Dakota Fanning ✅

Page 13: Kaia Gerber vs. Nicky Hilton Rothschild ✅

Page 14: News in Photos -- during her televised City of Lover Concert Taylor Swift unveiled a few personal photos from her trip to France last September 

Page 15: Pierce Brosnan congratulated son Dylan for graduating from the USC School of Cinematic Arts, Vanessa Hudgens, Adriana Lima relaxing in Florida, Ariana Grande shows off her new butterfly tattoo in an Instagram selfie 

Page 16: Lance Bass pointed out his platinum locks before dyeing them blue, Gwyneth Paltrow shared a snap of her and Chris Martin’s daughter Apple 

Page 17: Adam Sandler on a bike, Kate Beckinsale brushes her cat Clive, Elizabeth Hurley and her dog Ava, Britney Spears 

Page 18: Dean McDermott and son Beau playing golf, Sara Gilbert and estranged wife Linda Perry with son Rhodes at an L.A. park, Melissa Gorga played basketball with kids Antonia and Gino and Joey 

Page 19: Drew Barrymore read to her Instagram followers to take part in the Save With Stories fund, Shawn Johnson East and daughter Drew, Pink and kids Jameson and Willow

Page 20: Color Theory -- these ladies brightened up their looks at home -- Elle Fanning, Lottie Moss 

Page 21: Taraji P. Henson, Jennifer Love Hewitt 

Page 22: Arnold Schwarzenegger on a bike, Brooke Burke filmed a new exercise routine for her fitness app, Devon Windsor is having way too much fun doing physical couples challenges with husband Jonathan Barbara

Page 23: Josh Hutcherson on a bike ride around the neighborhood, Nicole Scherzinger and her boyfriend Thom Evans demonstrated easy workouts you can do at home, Venus Williams on the tennis court in Palm Beach Gardens 

Page 24: Inside My Home -- Kelly Clarkson’s modern mansion in L.A.’s ritzy Encino community is for sale for $9.9 million 

Page 26: What went wrong between Brian Austin Green and Megan Fox 

Page 27: Blake Shelton is worried history will repeat itself now that he and girlfriend Gwen Stefani have splashed out $13 million for a mansion in L.A. which is their first home together but Blake thought things were going great with ex-wife Miranda Lambert until they really started pooling their money and putting down roots then they started to fall apart with arguments and bad feelings, just weeks after Ashley Benson and Cara Delevingne ended their two-year relationship Ashley was spotted locking lips with rapper G-Eazy but an insider claims it’s more of a rebound than a full-fledged romance, Ariel Winter and her boyfriend Luke Benward are talking marriage just six months into their romance

Page 28: Scott Disick and his girlfriend of two years Sofia Richie are taking some time apart and the official line is that Sofia’s giving him space to work on his personal issues but everyone knows they were hanging by a thread before his rehab stint, Ryan Reynolds has kicked up his workout regimen while at home in Bedford during the quarantine and it’s all about maintaining his physique and being able to fit into his tight Deadpool gear at a moment’s notice and she’s trying to get wife Blake Lively to join him in his three-times-a-day workouts but she’s become much more relaxed about staying in shape since becoming a mom, Love Bites -- Jaime King and husband Kyle Newman split, Rooney Mara and Joaquin Phoenix expecting, Jamie Otis and Doug Hehner welcomed a son 

Page 30: Cover Story -- Inside Cher’s Private World -- from ongoing health issues to her secret new romance sources tell all about Cher’s wild life 

Page 34: Mary-Kate and Ashley Olsen’s unbreakable bond -- inside the Olsen twins special relationship and how Ashley is helping Mary-Kate move past her messy divorce 

Page 36: Matthew Perry on the mend -- after a rough few weeks Matthew has started to get his life back in order 

Page 38: Exes tackling quarantine together -- these former celeb couples have chosen to hunker down with each other. What could go wrong? -- Khloe Kardashian and Tristan Thompson, Naomi Watts and Liev Schreiber, Mario and Ramona Singer 

Page 39: Tyler Cameron and Hannah Brown, Jesse Metcalfe and Cara Santana, Getting Some Space -- these still-coupled duos have socially distanced from each other -- Julianne Hough and Brooks Laich, Johnny McDaid and Courteney Cox, Emma Heming and Bruce Willis 

Page 40: Interview -- Dua Lipa opens up about her new album and her life off stage 

Page 42: Summer Stunners -- swimsuit models spill fitness and diet secrets that will have you beach-ready in no time -- Nina Agdal, Irina Shayk 

Page 43: Emily Ratajkowski, Olivia Culpo 

Page 46: Style Week -- Gabrielle Union recently unveiled her Spring/Summer 2020 NY&Co collection with a sizzling campaign shot in Miami’s Little Haiti 

Page 48: Summersalt X Tanya Taylor swim collection, Katy Perry’s favorite headband 

Page 50: Warm-weather must haves -- Emily Ratajkowski 

Page 52: Beauty -- fast and east beauty boosters -- Kristen Bell, Ashley Graham 

Page 54: Entertainment 

Page 58: Buzz -- Sarah Jessica Parker commemorated her and Matthew Broderick’s 23rd wedding anniversary with an IG tribute 

Page 60: Hollywood Heat Meter -- Ellie Goulding occasionally fasts for 40 hours, Jonah Hill is the actor who swears the most in his films, Ryan Seacrest’s droopy eye and slurred speech during the American Idol finale was from exhaustion, Mindy Kaling will be cowriting the Legally Blonde 3 script, Brad Pitt recorded a surprise message for Missouri State University grads, Kanye West’s former bodyguard Steve Stanulis revealed his time working for the rapper 

Page 61: Sound Bites -- Chris Evans on why he caved and joined Instagram, Catherine Zeta-Jones on why her husband Michael Douglas doesn’t use TikTok, Ellie Kemper on shooting the Unbreakable Kimmie Schmidt special with Daniel Radcliffe, Ryan Reynolds on quarantining with his three daughters 

Page 62: Horoscope -- Gemini Heidi Klum 

Page 64: By the Numbers -- Denise Richards 

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ALL THOSE WEDDING ASKS FOR LEVI

AKAAKSKSKSKSLAKAKA OMG THANK YOU HON

🕑 How long have you been married? Do you think of yourselves as “newlyweds,” or more an “old married couple?”

We just celebrated our first anniversary back in October so I would say newlyweds though we've been together for years now.

💍 Who proposed? What was it like?

Levi did. He had me meet him at our tree by the Black Lake so we could stargaze and talk. He brought a bottle of wine and a radio and we danced under the moonlight. We both got emotional talking about the last expedition, I started crying and that's when he revealed he'd brought me out there to propose to me, not to make me cry.

🤭 Was the proposal a surprise, or were you/they expecting it?

I was completely surprised. We had talked about getting married someday, but word had only just gotten out throughout the Survey Corps that we were dating. I had no reason to think he would propose so soon.

💎 Tell us about the ring, yours or theirs!

Levi got a silver band engraved with Celtic knots and mine is a thin braided silver band encrusted with diamonds.

👰 What did you wear for the wedding? What did your f/o wear?

Levi wore a black suit and the cravat I gave him for his 14th birthday. I wore this dress with silver flats and I put my father's wings of freedom in the dress by my heart.

💒 What was the wedding venue?

We were married in the gardens at Levi's ancestral home.

🎉 Did you have a wedding reception, or other type of big celebration? Why or why not?

We did, the reception was in a separate area of the gardens. There was practically a feast and dancing and fireworks. We had a lot of guests and wanted a chance to celebrate with all of them.

🏠Which one of you moved in with the other?

We've lived together since we were 13 and just friends, then we were in the same house at Hogwarts, and we joined the Survey Corps together. So when we got married, we both moved into his ancestral home and finally gained privacy.

🎄How did you celebrate your first major holiday together as a household?

The first big holiday after our wedding was Halloween and we went to Harry and Ron's costume party.

📆 What do you typically do for your anniversary?

Typically we just spend the day together. We've only had one wedding anniversary and we took the day to just enjoy being together. I did make Levi a nice dinner and we got to have the cake we'd saved from our wedding.

🤱Do you have children? If so, tell us about them!

In my kids-au, yes! Our oldest is Furlan, he's 13 and looks just like Levi but with bright blue eyes. Then Isabel is about to turn 11, she naturally has shoulder length black hair and grey eyes but she's a metamorphmagus like me. And our youngest is Kimberly, she's 7 and has long black hair and blue eyes.

Furlan acts a lot like Levi, but he's more open with his emotions and loves Quidditch. Isabel is our little troublemaker, she loves to play pranks. Then Kimmy is a sweet, shy daddy's girl through and through.

👨👩👧👦 Does anyone live with you and your spouse besides kids? Relatives, friends, superhero team members?

Well, Levi and I have been talking about moving his father, Roland, in with us. The healers at St Mungos believe he's more than capable of leaving the hospital now, but that it would be best to reintegrate his independence slowly. We were talking about him staying with us for 6 months to a year before helping him find an apartment in Diagon Alley.

⛈ Was there anything surprisingly difficult about married life….

Working out a balance with chores between us.

☀️…and what’s the BEST part of married life?

Hearing Levi proudly call me his wife and getting to call him my husband. 

💗 How has your love grown in the time since marriage?

I didn't think it was possible, but we're even closer now. There was always this nagging feeling in the back of my head that I would annoy and drive him away if I came to him with trivial problems. But I've grown more at ease with confiding in him. Not to imply marriage is a fix all or that married life is perfect, but we are closer than ever before.

❤️ Free space!! This is an invitation to gush about your f/o in whatever way you want!

Marrying Levi has been one of the greatest joys in my life. I will never forget the way he teared up as we said our vows. I couldn't have a better husband, he means the world to me.

[carumens]

sunflowers at night snippet: valba’s and gerah’s first real convo

longer excerpt because i wrote literally 0 words on the first day of nano (this is self-indulging i know). just a tip, listen with the song i linked because it captures the mood perfectly and it’s just a song in replay in my head rn.

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Gerah Mayham was a strange creature. Spoiled only child born rich who felt irrationally wretched for having to wear slacks and dress shoes all the time. His whining was a silent one, never a word of discomfort leaving his mouth in front of his parents, the only sign of his restlessness being the sullen looks he sent his own clothes. Apparently, he’d declared war on using more than one type of fork when eating and was often reprimanded by Mrs. Mayham because there are different types of cutlery for a reason, Gerah.

Valba had discovered a heap of ragged hoodies, ripped jeans and battered sneakers behind a thorny bush that was far away enough from the house to be considered out of bounds from her jurisdiction, but the Mayham was nowhere to be found and she didn’t want to lose her job on the first day. Well, maybe she wouldn’t mind losing that particular job, but her father wouldn’t be happy if she did. Valba picked up one of the shaggy tee shirts and crinkled her nose at the mud and grass stains covering the white fabric. So it’s true, she thought.

A rumor had been circulating the village for some years now, that Gerah Mayham bought old almost-rubbishy clothes from the boys in the village, seemingly oblivious to their curious and sometimes enraged expressions when he approached them to offer money for their rags. Because he only bought rags, the kind Valba wore to work on the land or Tom Sanders used the days he had to clean the stables. She didn’t give too much credit to the gossip always pumping through Romello but from time to time a rumor was in fact a truth, and it seemed this was one of those times.

Valba sighed, dropped the muddled shirt and turned around, a hand coming up to shade her eyes as she scanned the vast green expanse surrounding Mayham Manor. She could see the gravel path that led to the village, the same path she had taken a few days ago to officially meet the Mayhams before she got hired— “Just a formality, love, I already talked to Mrs. Mayham myself,” her mother had said. “But it’d be good if you went by and presented yourself to them.” Behind Mayham Manor, the world looked like a crazy puzzle, as if a god couldn’t quite decide if he wanted a prairie or a forest, irregular patches of green and yellow grass suddenly cut out by a stubborn of high pine trees. Just like that, no gradualism, no creeping appearance of bushes and trees, just a sudden firm line separating the meadow from the woods—an ovation to saltationism.

There weren’t any more places where Gerah Mayham could have gone. Valba had looked everywhere, every room inside labyrinthic Mayham Manor, every crevice and potential hiding place in the immense garden. Five minutes, that’s what it had taken her to go to the bathroom, five minutes and Gerah was nowhere to be found. He tends to disappear, Mrs. Mayham had said, just keep an eye on him, he has a few health problems. That was her job: easy, simple, less demanding than she had thought it would be. When she arrived at the Mayhams a few days before, she thought she would be working as maid, cleaning endless halls and airing mattresses so they’d be soft and fresh for their rich Mayham owners, or maybe in the kitchen, struggling to cook French and Italian dishes she had not once in her life heard about. In actuality, her job revolved about one simple task: babysitting Gerah Mayham.

“Not babysitting,” Gerah had huffed when she had asked, more out of spite than real incredulity, why would a seventeen-year-old need a nanny to babysit him.

“Not babysitting,” Mrs. Mayham had repeated, a small polite smile plastered on her shiny chocolate face. “Just keep him company. You see—” she had said, sipping from the greenish tea she had served for the three of them. “My husband has had to go back to the city, business matters, and we have decided it would be the best for me to move with him.” There was a trace of a long-gone accent in her words, a quiet slur in the way she pronounced consonants that made Valba think of straw houses and colorful dresses. “Gerah will be staying here, since the school year has already started.”

“Okay,” had said Valba.

“It would be most convenient if you moved here,” Mrs. Mayham had looked at her intently while she spoke. “Not if you do not want to, of course.” Valba knew it was an essential condition for her to get the job, an order, even if it didn’t sound like one.

“What?” Gerah had jerked from the velvety sofa he had been tightly sitting in so suddenly that he dropped the cup of tea he was holding. “You didn’t say anything about her moving in, mom!”

“Well, your dad and I decided it only this morning.”

“But—” he looked at Valba, golden eyes almost popping out of his sockets. “That doesn’t make any sense!”

“Go change, Gerah, will you?” Mrs. Mayham’s smile looked murderous. “And call Sonya, you have made quite a mess here.”

Then Gerah had walked out of the room, seemingly calm, but Valba could see the clenching in his fists and the slight change in the set of his jaw.

Valba took off her faded espadrilles, dropped them beside Gerah’s puddle of second-hand clothes and started trotting through the high grass towards the clean line of pine trees, her feet feather-light on the dry mud. She loved the feeling of nature pressing against the soles of her feet, memories of infantile eternal summer days threading through the forest, Mark close on her heels, his too-big hands for a nine-year-old threatening with grabbing her and throwing her to the Chrysalis River. Not that being thrown to the river was too big of a trauma—winters were warm in Romello and summers were full-time furnace-hot— but it felt good knowing that not even racy Mark Marks could beat her in speed.

The forest surrounding northern Romello was a strange one: an aleatory turmoil of pines and oaks and weeping willows and wildflowers in every shade and color, bees and wolves and snakes that hid themselves in the fresh foliage, butterflies and rhinoceros beetles and poison ivy, a mind-blowing mix of polar opposites that made Romello seem a little bit more interesting for Valba. The Chrysalis River ran through it, a marvelous stream of crystal clear water and tiny colored fish that shone metallic in the sunlight.

She entered the forest, twigs and sticks snapping under the hardened feet, fingers stopping briefly to caress the bark of a tree or pull at her cotton t-shirt when it got tangled up in a low branch. It didn’t take her too long to find Gerah Mayham sprawling at the edge of the river, trousers rolled up to his knees and feet deep into the glassy Chrysalis’ water and his usually perfectly-combed hair a mess of charcoal tangles. A puff of smoke left his mouth, and as she approached, Valba could see a rather large pile of cigarette butts carelessly forming near the river bank.

“What are you doing?”

Gerah turned around so quickly the cigarette fell from where it was dangling on his lips. “Shit,” he said, as he picked it up before it could scorch even further his already scorched-looking jeans. “How did you find me?”

Valba arched a brow. “You haven’t gone too far.”

“Mom and Dad never found me here,” he said, taking a last drag of his cigarette and putting it out in the wet soil next to him.

“Well, then they’re not very good at looking for things,” said Valba. “Or they didn’t even try.”

Gerah frowned, his dark brows coming together in a way that didn’t seem fitting for him, not that Valba knew him a lot.

“What are you doing?”

“Are you going to tell me not to smoke?” Said Gerah, a tense set to his jaw that seemed somehow out of place for him. Valba didn’t know Gerah Mayham at all, but she remembered punching him in the face, and not even then had he seemed the littlest bit aggressive. He looked different now, she realized, not only because of his haggard looks, but for the vibrating aura around his posture, a wild animal prepared to jump.

“No, your lungs are yours to fuck,” she said. “I’m only gonna tell you not to put off your cigarettes here, because as surprising as it may be, the forest is actually not yours to fuck.”

Gerah sent a side glance to the butt mountain in the mud. “Okay,” he said, and his shoulders sagged visibly.

Valba leaned against the nearest tree and slid down, the rough bark scratching her skin, her bare feet creating muddy indents in the fresh soil. There was something, Valba didn’t quite know what, about the stillness of the forest that calmed down even the roughest of her edges, all thoughts about her life debt to Gerah Mayham almost forgotten. It was such a contrast with the bustling life inside the village, all whispers and shouts and overload of information.

“I don’t need you monitoring me,” said Gerah, his iridescent eyes trained on her.

Valba held his gaze. “Your parents seem to differ on that matter,” she said.

“Fuck you, you don’t need to be here.”

“Actually, I do. Because I need the money. Not that I expect you to understand what need is.”

Gerah dropped his eyelids, white teeth coming out to chew on his lower lip. He started fiddling with the cigarette butts, and Valba thought she could see something changing in him. His shoulders relaxed, and he leaned slightly backwards to rest on his elbows, the edges of his coal-rimmed lashes softening into something akin to curiosity. Suddenly, he was the dumbstruck boy that had stuttered at her a year before all over again, when she punched him in the face after he pushed her off the road and weakly demanded a “thank you” in exchange.

“Were you born here in Romello?” He asked, and Valba felt, much to her dismay, her own eyebrow raising in amusement.

“Born and raised,” she answered.

He looked at her, expectant, as if waiting for Valba to ask something to him in return, and frowned slightly, his nose furrowing childishly, when he realized it wasn’t happening anytime soon.

“I was born here, too,” he said. “But mom’s from Spain. I’d like to go visit someday.”

Valba knew the story: young handsome and promising Nicholas Mayham made an extremely important business trip to Seville where he fell desperately in love with young intelligent and exotic Nerea Murillo, who worked as a touristic guide to pay for her university fees. They married, moved to the United States of America, and after some very happy and dreamy years of marriage, decided to have a child and raise him in the quiet tranquility and safety of a lost village in the mountains, far from America and its cardiac-arresting life. Fairytale-like.

She could almost picture Nerea Mayham in her younger years, caffeinated skin glistening under the Andalusian sun the same way Gerah’s did under the stray rays that perforated the shady canopies of Romello’s forest.

“Your name’s not Spanish, though.” She said. “Nor English.”

Gerah looked up at her from where he was fiddling with the fallen foliage. “No, actually, it means something in Javanese, but it’s not supposed to be a name?” he said. “But they let you name your children however you want nowadays so…”

Valba frowned. “Why Javanese?”

Gerah shrugged. “Mom thought it was fancy.” He shrugged again, as it to clarify that he did not think it was fancy at all. Valba hated to agree with him.

“What does it mean?”

Gerah stared at her, a moment too-long for his ever-shifting gaze. “I don’t know.”

“That’s a lie,” said Valba, leaning forward.

“It’s not,” he said, his eyes stubbornly trained on Valba’s muddy bare feet.

“It is, how would you know it wasn’t supposed to be a name—”

“What do you care?” Gerah bristled, a flash of the boy Valba had found aggressively smoking next to the river some minutes earlier.

Valba leaned back again. “I don’t,” she said.

[shinwonsaysomething]

Pentagon Pirates!AU: Blue Blood Treasure

Chapter Two: ‘Yeo Changgu?’

Words: 2.9K Genre: Pirates, Action, Love and Drama

Changgu pulls Joona in for a hug. Everything is coming back slowly. The adventures they had, the friendship and secrets they shared. Joona missed him so much. She feels one single happy tear fall down her cheek. His hugs always felt great, but now it feels even better than before. It feels like when she was young and without worries again. 'It is such a long time ago!' he says and looks at Joona. His smile turns into concern 'Why are you here alone and why in those... clothes?' 'Changgu, my life in the mansion is terrible.' Joona smiles at him 'I needed to leave, even if it is just for one night'. He looks at her and then looks around. 'I will stay with you tonight. It is not really a safe place for a lady after all.'  Joona can protect herself, but she really wants to catch up with him. 

‘So, should you be at the ball tonight? Everybody is waiting for you, right?”. Changgu chuckles. “My parents told you that you weren’t coming. Tonight wasn’t really about me coming back, but about us meeting each other again. My father really wants us to marry so we can combine our money and make even more money’ Changgu sighs. Together they walked around the town, while talking about your lives. Changgu tells Joona about France and that he went to China to learn Chinese. She listens to him full of wonder and envies him a little. It is like a story he used to make up as a kid, but this time it actually happened. He tells her about the cultures, the people and ,of course, the food. Joona tells him about how her life has changed after he left. 'I had no idea that your parents are that strict, that sounds awful. I am so sorry I left you all by yourself'. 'Don't worry, Kimmy is still with me and it is great to have you back'. Joona talking about basically everything: Kimmy, your past, but also the future. Changgu’s bond with is parents is really good. 

Changgu isn't a really big guy but his heart is. His voice changed a lot over the years. His face was the same but much more manly. Being with him made Joona feel really safe. With him she forgot about a lot of worries but also the time. Suddenly Joona stops talking and looks over at the clock on the church in the centre of the village. 'Ow no... I had made a promise with Kimmy I would be back at 2 a.m’. 'Don't worry' Changgu says. 'I will bring you back with my horse'. Not that far from the city Changgu's horse is waiting in a grass field. It is the same horse that had been with the Yeo family for years. She is a beautiful, but stubborn horse. 'She still recognizes me!' Joona says happily when he horse lets her pat her. Changgu looks at Joona with his beautiful brown eyes and smiles at how happy she look. 'We have to hurry if we want to make it in time'. After a short ride they are near the mansion again. 'Changgu, stop! I can't go through the front gate like this'. Changgu understands and immediately heads for the 'secret path'. Joona smiles at the fact that he still remembers it.

Kimmy told she would keep the door open for you, so you didn't need to bring a key. 'Do we really need say goodbye right now?' Joona says, wanting to talk more about the world beyond hers. 'Don't worry' Changgu says 'I'll make sure we see each other soon enough.' He gives Joona a hug and a kiss on her hand. Then he walks away. Joona smiles and still feels his kiss on her hand. Joona turns around and opens the door. Before she did she sees fire coming from the town. Her eyes open up wide. At that moment Joona hear something behind in the leaves and the bushes. Joona thinks it is probably Changgu who left the garden. Still she got startled and quickly opens the door and goes inside.

Joona got past the guards inside the house and sneaks back into her room. She quickly changes into her a normal, but thin white dress. She decides not to wear a pyjama, because the fire in the town worries her. Thousands of thoughts are going through her mind. Kimmy runs into the room and closes the door behind her. ‘There is something terrible happening in the town, we have to do something'. Joona removes the white and handmade curtains to see what is happening.

At that moment, a loud bang fills the whole mansion. It is the backdoor. Only people in the mansion and Changgu know where that backdoor is.The loud bang is followed by screaming maids and gunshots. Kimmy holds Joona tight and says 'We have to move' and points at the painting above the bed. Joona knows what she means, 'The other secret paths of the mansion', and removes the painting. Joona and Kimmy go through the secret passage to the main hall. Joona hears an unknown man laugh and scream very loud. Joona’s heartbeat goes faster and knows something bad is happening.

Through the secret path behind the painting they finally reach the main hall and run to the main exit. Guards are coming up to Joona to protect her. A group strange clothed men are standing on the second floor and are looking down at Joona from the stairs. The guards are trying to shoot some of them but fail and get shot instead. Joona has her back towards the exit. Before she can turn around she feels a tight grip and a gun against her head. 'Drop your guns, fools' the man says. He is taller and much stronger that Joona. The rest of the group joined behind him. 'Good job, Shinwon' one of the crew members says to the man holding Joona. 'We don't have that much time left, the captain wants to leave soon' another member says.

In the meantime Mister Heer and Miss Yoon finally arrived at the main hall, but are surrounded by the guards so they can't be harmed. They arrived an hour ago from the ball and Kimmy told them Joona was already asleep. 'Who are you people? And what do you want' Adde says low and clear. Joona can hear he is just as scared at he is. 'Please don't shoot her' Adeline screams with tears in her eyes. 'No, of course not, that would be a waste of such a pretty face.' Shinwon says in Joona’s ear. ‘I am not here to make a mess’ he says loudly. 'What do you want then, the money?' Joona hisses at him. 'Oooeee, you are a sassy one, aren't ya?' he says laughing. His voices gave you chills. 'We just stole enough money from the village not far away from here, I think you know that village because if I recall correctly you were there just a half hour ago, only you were wearing something less ... revealing then this dress.' Joona looks down at her dress and notices that the 2 top buttons of your dress are unbuttoned in the struggle to get loose. She tries to cover yourself up, but Shinwon still holds her too tight to move.

'Joona...' Adeline says 'What is he talking about?' Joona could see the judgment but also the concern in her eyes. She sighs 'Yes, it is true, but I wasn't alone, I was with ...' 'Yeo Changgu, am I correct' one of the other men interrupts.

'Actually, we didn't came for the money after all’ Shinwon continues. 'No we came here for you, doll face. Ow.. and for lover boy over here.' They throw Changgu on the ground in front of Joona He is tight up and wounded. 'Joona, I swear I have nothing to do with this' he says and fells down again. 'I...I...' Changgu says, but gets interrupted. You try to look at the man behind you. They look like pirates and they definitely smell like them. The man behind you was taller than Joona and had brown, short hair. He had dark brown eyes and a big smile. If people would meet him in a other, less terrifying, setting they could consider him as handsome. He has scars on his arms, probably from other fights, but also a tattoo made of the letters ‘PTG'.

Kimmy wants to run to Joona, but the guards won’t let her through. 'Why? Why, are you doing this to HER?' Kimmy asks with tears in her eyes. 'Keep your mouth shut, Taeyeon. Or did you forgot our deal?' Shinwon smirked. 'What deal? What is he talking about, Kimmy?' Joona says confused. 'They said they only wanted the money! I did it to protect my younger brother! If I knew this would happen ... I ... I ... ' she says crying. Joona looks away, not knowing what to think. 'So that is why you came up with the idea to let me go to the town... It had to be tonight... They needed a way past the guards'. 'Yes, but Joona I didn't know this would happen.... I ... I'. 'Ahhh.. boohoo..How sad.. ' Shinwon says while walking towards the door. Two other men tie Joona up with rope, that hurts her arms and legs. 'We will be leaving now. Sorry for the spontaneous visit but we have more to do tonight.' Joona looks at Kimmy and your parents for what might be the last time. Your parents are crying and Kimmy is  still being held by the guards so she wouldn't go after you. 'Shinwon, this is not the deal! Where is my brother?' The man left Joona in the hands of the rest of the crew and walks up to Kimmy. 'Your brother was never kidnapped, Taeyeon. Just get that inside your head already. He chose the pirate life himself. If you weren't so blind by your own concerns about him you would have seen that he is a great pirate and not the weak brother you think he is' He hisses at Kimmy. 'The deal was that I would finally have my little brother back in exchange for the money, so why don't you just take the money and give me Joona back.' Shinwon walks away, but just says one last thing to her. 'Sorry ‘Kimmy’, but these 2 people are more important than you might even think. That money wouldn't even come close... and that is exactly why the captain wants them'.

Joona gets knocked out when Shinwon ‘accidentally’ hits her head when he swung her over his shoulder. All she remember is the feeling of leaving steady ground and the feeling of being betrayed.

When Joona start to regain consciousness, she was tied up to a mast. Her hands and Changgu’s are tied up with the same rope. She tries to get free but it was too difficult. Whoever tied them up did a goddamn good job. It started to hurt a lot so she stops struggling against it. The rope leave red marks on her wrists. Joona was facing down but her head hurt like someone was stabbing hear multiple times. She has a wound on her head and her white dress isn’t white anymore, because of the blood that was dripping down. The 2 buttons are still unbutton and she still felt the need to cover yourself up. She looks up and sees some men staring at her and talking.

She is on a ship. She noticed the ship was already sailing. She could still see land and the village where she grew up. Not knowing if she ever got the chance to go back made her scared and sad. Kimmy... How could she do that. She knows everything about Kimmy, but apparently there is  a side of her she didn’t know. It hurts Joona just to think about it. Even though she could understand her motive, she could at least talked to her about her plan. Kimmy knew Joona doesn’t care about all the money. Joona loves Kimmy and still can’t believe what happened. Joona wants to forgive her, but now there might never be a chance to even tell her.

The men you heard talking are now standing around you and were looking at you. A lot of pirates are standing around Shinwon. He looks like a leader to Joona.

He walks up to her. She can see his face a lot clearer now. He is definitely a handsome man, but her hate for him was too strong to really care about that. He smiles at her creepily and says 'Welcome on board of the PENTAGON, this majestic ship will be your home for awhile'. Joona looks at him with fire in your eyes, almost ready to kill.

Shinwon's smile disappeared and he takes a step back like he is afraid. A boy in the back laughed at him and says 'You are not afraid of that girl, right?' Joona looks over at him. He looks younger than Shinwon, but is taller. His face looks as cute, not really a face for a pirate. He might be round the same age as Joona. His clothes are dark like all the other men standing around them.

'Shut up, Wooseok.' Shinwon hisses at him. Joona laughs which took Shinwon by surprise. 'What kind of captain are you if you are afraid of a girl like me?' Joona says and puts on a cute face and puppy eyes. Wooseok laughs at your comment and her sense of humour. 'Funny doll face’ Wooseok says, ‘But Shinwon is not our captain'.  

All of a sudden she feels Changgu's hands moving. He must be regaining consciousness, Joona figured. 'Where are we?' he says loudly. Joona feel like he is trying to get himself free. 'Changgu, it has no use, I already tried that'. Joona hears him panic a bit. She takes his hand to calm him down, it seems to work. Shinwon walks over to Changgu and looks at him all over. 'You have a horrible taste in men, missy'. 'At least I am a gentleman' Changgu hisses back at him. 'You bastard, I ...' Shinwon says, but got interrupted by Joona. 'We are not a couple' She says. She feels that the pirates are coming even closer after her comment. 'O really? You guys seemed really close to me last night, though'. 'She is right, we are childhood friends.' Changgu says. After that you heard the men laugh, 'Ah how sad. You are right in the friend zone, right mate?' Wooseok says. Joona hold Changgu's hand even tighter. 'He means the world to me. He is the only one left that I trust'.

The pirates start to making fun of Changgu and Joona. Her cheeks were red. She questions why she said that out loud. Especially when Changgu is right behind her. To make the situation less embarrassing she decides to ask for the captain. 'Hey Wooseok? If Shinwon isn’t the captain, who is?'

Wooseok comes up to you. 'His name is Kim Hyojong, one of the most famous pirates in history'. 'Kim..' she says quietly and looks down. Kim... no.. he couldn't... he couldn't be family of Kimmy right...? The other crew members are starting to talk about him too. 'He killed the best pirates of the 'Chinese Empire' with using only one sword and 1 bullet', 'He is known for his tactics and technique', 'He seems kind at first, until you mess with him',  'He is a real lady 'killer'. Changgu laughs at the men talking about their captain as some sort of a hero. 'Do you think he is funny, punk? You better look out, because dead men tell no tales' Shinwon says and snips his fingers. Another tall man walks up to Changgu and puts a knife against his throat. The last tiny bits of Changgu's toughness disappears when the man looks directly in to his eyes.

‘Yuto! Get that knife from this thoat' a loud voice says Everybody looks up. A smaller man and a tall man are standing next to the steering wheel. Joona can’t see their faces even though the sun is getting up. The smaller man is wearing a captains hat which looks like it came straight out of one of the pirate stories Kimmy used to read to her. He walks down to the rest of the crew. Joona doesn’t dare to look at him, but apparently she wasn’t the only one. Most of the pirates are completely silent or whispering softly.

‘That is not the way ya treat guests, do ya Yuto?’ he said. Yuto put the knife away and takes a step back, but his eyes didn’t leave Changgu.  

Hyojong’s voice gave Joona chills. It isn’t a very low voice, but it is very alluring. He walks up to Joona. The wooden deck creaks under his feet. She still didn’t look up when she see his boots right in front of her.

He tills Joona’s head up with his hand under her chin. It startled her and she lets out a soft squeak. ‘So Shinwon, who did you bring me?’. He looks in your eyes for a few second and then walks over to Changgu.

‘Blue Bloods, Captain’.

[kierafawley]

                                                                              INTRODUCING KIERA FAWLEY...

daughter. wife. pureblood princess.

KIERA FAWLEY is NEUTRAL in the war, even though HER official job is as A HOUSEWIFE. the TWENTY-NINE year old PUREBLOOD is known to be CAPTIVATING and INTUITIVE but also MANIPULATIVE and APATHETIC. some might label them as THE PHILOPHOBE. 

character inspo: cheryl blossom ( riverdale ), jacqueline white ( unbrekable kimmy schmidt ), katherine pierce ( the vampire diaries )

                                                                                                                     BACKGROUND

kiera fawley was born kiera selwyn, the second little girl to cadmus & pomona selwyn ( née greengrass ), and from the moment she entered the world, her life was hell. 

MISCARRIAGE TW: cadmus and pomona had been trying for a boy for eight years now, their first born kara having been more six years before kiera. they went through several miscarriages before kiera was born, and were told that they couldn’t have any other children after her, so when she came out a girl, they were absolutely furious.

they might not have been able to continue the selwyn family name by blood, but that didn’t mean their two little girls could just sit back and breeze through life. oh no, that was not the plan they had set out for them...

EMOTIONAL ABUSE TW: from the moment she could walk it was obvious that kiera was going to be a beautiful woman. in raising her, cadmus and pomona taught kiera that she was nothing more than a piece of meat, that the only value she had was her body, and despite the harsh tone with which they tossed these cruelties, kiera continued to soak up their words like a sponge.

as she grew up, she was forced into tighter and shorter dresses and pushed towards the crowds of older men at lavish parties. she was taught to push her intelligence down to near nothingness and instead to lace her words with honey and draw in more purebloods to the cause of the death eater’s.

by the time she was old enough to attend hogwarts, she was loved by all except those that mattered the most --- her parents and herself. she knew she was pretty and she knew she was worth something, but any time she looked in the mirror all she saw was a puppet, her parents the ones pulling the strings.

EMOTIONAL MANIPULATION TW: when she started at hogwarts, though, things started to change --- her sweet tongue was now being used to manipulate others into doing what she wanted rather than what her parents wanted, and the power really started to get to her head. she had the whole school wrapped around her finger from the word go, and was even able to talk herself into better grades with certain weak-willed professors. now, when she talked to perspective death eater’s, it was less for the sake of her parents and more the sake of herself, to see how far she could push her skills, how far she could push her body to get others to do absolutely whatever she asked of them.

RAPE TW: she was sixteen when this beautiful little world she had built for herself all came crashing down around her. during the summer between her fifth and sixth years, kiera was put to task in persuading mr. gaunt that the death eater’s were a worthy cause when he pushed her too far and raped her in the back gardens of malfoy manor. 

VICTIM BLAMING TW: from here, everything started to change. kiera felt dirty, betrayed, utterly disgusting in every form of the word and yet she had absolutely no one to talk to. she’d never been close with her sister, kara ( who had now moved on to bigger and better things with her husband in south england ) and when she tried to tell her parents they yelled at her for being so stupid so as to allow this to happen and told her to never bring it up again. 

at this point, kiera completely shut down. she no longer flaunted her sexuality and instead kept quiet, especially when she returned to hogwarts, her power trip now completely demolished and her skills of manipulation once again returning to the controlling hands of her parents. she would do as they needed and continued to reel in potential death eater’s, but that was the only time in which she stuck her head out. otherwise, she was just a shell of a girl.

in her seventh year, things only took a turn for the worse. 

during a celebratory quidditch party in the beginning of the year, kiera got completely and utterly smashed and made out with a girl. perhaps fine on its own, but not so fine when she continued to dream about said girl again and again and found herself drawn to her at every waking second. ( OPEN CONNECTION )

kiera suddenly found herself so invested in this one girl, practically following her around like a puppy, and the two became friends with a closer relationship than kiera had ever felt with anyone. with this girl, she felt safe, she felt like she found someone she could trust, someone she wanted to spend her time with and one of the only people she didn’t want to manipulate. someone she wanted to protect.

three months after the initial drunken make out, the girls found themselves kissing gently beneath the stars completely sober. the next day kiera wakes up, realises this was all she ever wanted, and admits to herself that she’s gay.

she keeps this a secret, of course, from everyone but this girl, whom she now starts to meet in empty classrooms in the middle of the night for particularly steamy make out sessions. after another four months their relationship is starting to get intense, and just as kiera is starting to think she might be falling in love, the girl admits that she wants to join the ranks of the order of the phoenix and asks kiera to join.

honestly, she thought about it. she’d never been particularly invested in the cause of the death eater’s, anyway, but she still held certain prejudices that were hard to completely erase. and so she said she couldn’t and the pair broke up.

it was during this time that cadmus and pomona announced kiera was going to marry tristan fawley, another wealthy pureblood with whom they were certain kiera could produce strong ( and pure ) children. they might not have continued the selwyn lineage by name, but they were determined to continue it through blood. too weak to say no and completely devastated by her recent break up, kiera agreed. 

when she finished at hogwarts ( with high grades entirely credit to her intelligence ) she felt lost, too scared to continue living with her parents but equally terrified to start this new life with tristan, a man she barely knew. tristan, however, turned how to be far more understanding then she gave him credit for and told her to take all the time she needed and that he would be there when she was ready.

as she made up her mind of whether or not she would really go through with the marriage, kiera found herself spending a majority of her time with her fiancee anyway. he knew how to comfort her, seemed to understand what she had been through without her even having to tell him, and for the first time since her ex, kiera started to feel safe in someone else’s presence.

over the course of a year, tristan and kiera became best friends. they grew a tight bond where kiera felt comfortable, and after telling him certain things that she had never told anyway she decided she ought to tell him the biggest thing --- that she was gay.

and once again, he was far more understanding than she expected. he said something about always knowing that their marriage wasn’t going to be based on love, but if he could have her as a friend, that was enough.

the pair finally agreed to get married when kiera was twenty, with tristan telling her that just because they were married did not mean they were tied to each other ( i.e. she could see women as she wished ). the wedding was stunning and as a gift, tristan’s parents passed on the fawley mansion for the newly-weds to move into.

nine years later, tristan now works in the high ranks of the ministry and kiera is a permanent stay-at-home wife. both of their parents have been hounding them about when they will have children, and though they tell them that they are trying, the truth is they have not even consummated their marriage. for comfort’s sake in a massive mansion where kiera feels lonely most of the time, they sleep in the same bed, and perhaps the occasional kiss has been shared when the emotions have been on a high, but they still remain best friends rather than lovers and it’s been difficult trying to get over that line in order to have kids.

tristan is a certified member of the death eater’s, however kiera is still just an ‘ ally ’. truthfully, she is scared every day when tristan disappears for a ‘ mission ’ and she wishes that the both of them could just remain neutral on the matter for the pure sake of safety, but she knows deep down that that was never an option. 

her honey-laced words are still used as a form of manipulation in order to draw in potential allies, however she is thankful that she no longer has to use her body as a weapon now that she is a married lady.

                                                                                                                       PERSONALITY

no longer the razor sharp, seductive young girl she used to be, kiera is a quiet storm. bubbling beneath the surface of her perfectly powdered cheeks, kiera has more pent-up fury in her than any young woman should. she is so quiet that no one really suspects a thing from here, but cross any of her lines and she will be quick to snap, her words more often than not the main weapon of destruction with her wand occasionally coming into play.

to say that she is spoiled would be an understatement. kiera has been given everything she has wanted materials wise from the moment she could walk, and such a pampered upbringing has certainly had lasting effects. all she has ever known is money money money and she can certainly be a bit pretentious in that respect, turning her nose down at those who are lesser than her. 

the world taught kiera that she didn’t matter, and so she taught herself that no one else mattered, either. there are very very few people that she cares for in this world ( her parents and her sister certainly not making that list ) and the rest are simply pests, to her. she’s been treated like nothing her entire life and feels the need to take it out on others, thus creating a cold exterior that is incredibly tough to break. certain people have tried to get to know her better in the past, to get through the layers of walls she puts up around her, but more often than not people just see her as a complete bitch and often wonder how anyone can stand her.

                                                                                                                  POSSIBLE PLOTS

tristan fawley ( husband ): i’m going to send a proper wanted connection into the main, but i would honestly die to see tristan. their relationship is so interesting to me, and also kind of integral to kiera as a character, and i would fall in love with whoever brought him for me ty ( if you’ve read this intro you don’t need to message me beforehand either!! )

ex-girlfriend: as mentioned above, this was the girl that first let kiera realise she was gay, this was her first almost-love and the first person she ever felt comfortable with. once again, i would die if this connect was filled, all they have to be is approx. her age and a member of the order and also gay and then BAM ex angst, folks.

‘ friends ’: people she grew up with, people she met through tristan, mostly just pureblood folks who are death eaters/de leaning. i say ‘ friends ’ because of course kiera never really cares about them, she just stays civil for the sake of politics, but perhaps she has known some of them since they were kids and perhaps there is potential for Growth !!

blackmailer: the one and only person who knows about what happened between kiera and her ex and just generally that kiera is gay. who knows how they found out, but because i do love Angst(tm), this person if now holding this over her head and getting her to do their bidding just so that they don’t spill and completely ruin her life. kiera would def be terrified of this person and probs hasn’t even told tristan about it so y’know... anyway