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creadigol · 1 year ago

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i adore your writing!! it's so fantastic!! could you maybe do something involving a grumpy x sunshine pairing with one of them being targeted by a killer, like in a slasher movie? but you totally don't have to if you don't want to!

Thank you so much! I must admit that I have never tried my hand at a slasher type genre, but I have always wanted to give it a go. And you must have read my mind bc a grump X sunshine pairing is my absolute favorite! I hope y’all like this! So sorry for the long wait!

Warning: There is blood, gore, and obsessive characters in this one. Please take care while reading if those are sensitive issues. Love y’all!

I decided to try this with a few original characters I made for a story I’m currently working on. So, the characters are mine, but this amazing idea is all this anonymous sender!

It was so silent they not only heard it, but felt it.

The dark of the closet was cut only by the thine stream of light the crooked door frame provided. Leo thought his heart would beat right out of his chest, but he still resisted the urge to gulp in breaths like his panic so desperately wanted him to.

How had they not seen? In retrospect it was oh so obvious. Everyone Leo had ever become close to, everyone who he had expressed even the slightest interest in romantically ended up dead or severely injured. It was a nightmare in the truest sense. But, the “accidents” had always seemed just that. Just accidents.

God, he should have listened to Joshua when he warned him. If Leo had only just listened and not been so damn trusting they wouldn’t be in this situation right now. What was wrong with him anyway? Why did Leo feel the need to be liked by everyone all the time?! He was charismatic, outgoing, an insatiable flirt, and he always connected with whomever he was with. He was extremely well liked. Too liked.

He had never meant for someone to like him that much. He had never wanted someone to become obsessed.

Why couldn’t he be more like Joshua? Joshua who had the scariest resting bitch face. Joshua who rarely laughed unless it was with his family or Leo. Joshua who was known not only to make suspects wet themselves, but his own teammates as well. Joshua, who despite being the complete opposite of Leo, was Leo’s closest friend. Leo’s best friend.

Joshua, who was with Leo now in this shitty broom closet at the shitty air Bnb with a shitty stalker looking for them.

Leo’s nervousness must have become noticeable as he felt Joshua take a deep breath behind him and place his hand on Leo’s forehead in comfort. The breath was deep, yet silent, a testament to Joshua’s years of training and line of work. Leo felt a pang of envy at his friend’s stoicness. He could feel Joshua’s heart beat between his shoulder blades as his back was uncomfortably pressed against Joshua’s chest. A position they got into when Joshua heard Eddie coming and swiftly grabbed Leo and pulled him into the broom cupboard.

Strong, steady, and calm. How did Joshua do that when Leo knew for a fact that his best friend was just as freaked out as he was?

Maybe Joshua could teach him after all this was over.

If they got out of here that is.

If they did, they might be the only ones. Eddie had done an excellent job of picking off their merry little group one by one. No phones, no help, just them and the slasher. When Eddie had suggested they take a little vacation it had seemed so fun at the time. Get their group together and rent a cabin, take some time off from their various jobs, plan what the New Years party was going to be…God, Leo should have known!

There’s a difference between a personal assistant knowing things about you, and them knowing everything about you. But Leo had never had an assistant before Eddie, he didn’t know that Eddie was too attentive compared to the normal kind.

“We’ll wait him out, then look for the others,” Joshua whispered. It was so quiet that Leo was sure he wouldn’t have heard it except for Joshua’s face against his ear.

But what would they find? Already three were dead, perhaps more. Bobby, Jared, and…and…Karen. She had been the worst of them. And why? Just because Leo dared to take a girlfriend?

He couldn’t help a tear trailing down his face as his empathy went overboard. How scared they must have been. How betrayed.

Joshua must have noticed, because his arm around Leo tightened and his face pressed closer to his ear.

“It’s going to be okay. We’ll get through this. We always do,” he whispered again. Leo only nodded slightly, not trusting his broken voice to be quiet enough to respond.

Joshua seemed like he was about to whisper something else when he abruptly stopped. It took Leo a second to realize why. There in the kitchen, just feet from them, there was movement, the sound of the kitchen door closing and locking. Shuffled footsteps and a scraping sound.

What was that scraping sound?

Oh god, it was a butcher’s knife. A butcher’s knife being drawn against walls and cabinets as the holder walked by.

Eddie was in the room!

Both Leo and Joshua stopped breathing as they listened.

“Leo” came the smooth sing-song voice. “I know you’re in here.”

Leo stiffened, but Joshua held fast so no sound was made.

“Come on man,” Eddie continued. “I know how it seems now, but that’s just because you’ve always been surrounded by poisonous people. Once it’s just you and me you’ll understand. Don’t worry, I’ll teach you… And you’ll enjoy it.”

Now it was Joshua who stiffened. His grip on Leo started to shake and Leo knew it wasn’t in fear.

Joshua was pissed. Scratched that, Leo felt the heat radiating off Joshua’s face, he was furious.

The scraping stopped just in front of the broom cupboard.

“Oh, well that’s just too cute. Hiding with the brooms?”

Before Eddie could open the door, Joshua’s leg shot out from beside Leo and kicked the door with enough force to splinter the wood.

Eddie must have been close as he was shot back by the power of it and was sent tumbling into the stove.

Joshua wasted no time in practically picking up Leo and pushing them both from the cupboard, then immediately positioning Leo away from Eddie.

Eddie was a terrible sight. Covered in blood which was not his own, clutching the offending knife in a slick grip, while ginning uncontrollably in a way that Leo thought was only possible for bad actors in horror films.

“Joshua!” Eddie greeted spreading his arms out in a welcoming manner. “I should have known you’d be with him. Always together you two aren't cha?”

Leo glared at Eddie as Joshua positioned himself in a defensive stance.

“Why Eddie?” Leo asked, hoping to take the attention away from Joshua. It was easy, Eddie immediately gave Leo his unwavering gaze.

“Why what my dear?” Eddie asked.

Leo shuddered at the endearment. Something he himself had called Karen not twelve hours ago.

“Why do this? Any of this? Wasn’t I a good boss? Did I do something wrong? Lead you on in some way? What did anyone else do to deserve this?” Leo kept his focus on Eddie, hoping Joshua had some sort of plan.

“No, no, no, no, no!” Eddie actually looked concerned. “You’ve done nothing wrong! You could never do anything wrong. You just don’t know how to take care of yourself. But that’s okay! Because I do! I was made for you! I was made to take care of you! Every sunshine needs a sky to hold it. I’m your sky!”

Leo paled more if it were possible. Eddie was…Eddie was…fuck, how did someone get this crazy?

“Eddie, that doesn’t make sense. You don’t need to take care of me! You’re my assistant, not my mother!”

Eddie laughed, actually laughed. “Not your mother! Your everything! Just as you’re my everything. I know all there is to know about you. No one else could care more than I do.”

“And this is how you care?” Joshua spat. Eddie tilted his head towards him. “Look at him Eddie! He’s terrified! Is this how you want him to feel if you care so much?”

And Eddie did look back at Leo. He looked right into Leo’s terrified eyes and seemed to see them for the first time.

“Leo,” he whispered. “Are you scared of me?”

Leo nodded, his whole body shaking. “Yes,” he whispered.

Eddie lowered the knife to his side and stretched out his hand while walking towards Leo, as if to touch his face and comfort him like in some kind of sick romcom.

Just as Joshua knew he would.

The moment the knife was lowered, Eddie made it only a step towards Leo before Joshua was on him and the fight began.

It was like a convoluted and vile dance. One that Leo wanted to join in and help Joshua, but couldn’t see when or where. He wasn’t trained like Joshua, he only knew the few basic self defense moves Joshua taught him over the years.

There was no yelling or talking, just pained grunts and rage filled battle curses.

It seemed to last a lifetime.

Then, there it was, an opening!

Joshua kicked the knife from Eddie’s hands and slashed at him with their car keys to the car Eddie had cut the wires on this morning.

Eddie slid across the tile floor on his back and before he could get up and go for Joshua again, Leo hit him as hard as he could with a frying pan. It had been hanging over the oven and Leo grabbed it the moment Eddie’s eyes were off him.

Eddie only had a second to look straight into Leo’s eyes with incomprehension before flopping on the floor limp.

“Oh my god,” Leo shook as he stood still holding the frying pan. He couldn’t seem to move.

“Leo,” Joshua limped over to him. He placed a bloody hand on Leo’s white knuckled grip.

“He was going to kill you…I couldn’t…Oh my god…did I kill him?”

Joshua knelt down and felt for a pulse.

“He’s alive.” He stated. Barely, he didn’t tell Leo.

Leo saw the amount of blood on Joshua.

“Oh shit, Josh are you…where did he get you?” Leo dropped the pan and went to look over Joshua, hands hovering not knowing what to do.

Joshua only half smiled and took both of Leo’s hands in his. “Nothing serious. He was too distracted by you. I took the advantage.”

Leo pulled Joshua into a fierce hug. “Oh, thank god. Thank god, thank god, thank god.”

They tied Eddie up, searched for their friends, finally found a hidden phone to call for help, and Leo couldn’t help to continue to hear Joshua’s words from the broom cupboard. We’ll get through this. We always do. And they always will.

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mermaidsirennikita · 5 months ago

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I just re-read The Bride Goes Rogue and found the scenes in the cabin to be very romantic and a bit angsty. Any books with scenes with similar vibes? Thank you!

YEAH!

Here's where I once again tell everyone to read Gaelen Foley's Princess. What made me think about this book immediately is that it is a) extremely romantic imo and b) angsty but ALSO there's that same quality of like, the leads in their little bubble? Serafina, a princess, is nearly assassinated/kidnapped early in the book. The head of the guard/king's assassin Darius, who was raised by her parents and has known her since birth (but to be clear is not her adopted brother) decides to have her sent to a safe house, and she basically manipulates the situation so that, despite his reluctance, he has to go with her. Because she's in love with him and he's aware of this and vERY RESISTANT (until he's very much not lmao).

Anyway they spend these weeks in the safe house where they sort of give in to their feelings because the world outside doesn't matter.... though they don't have p in v sex because a) legit not a great idea for Darius to deflower the princess and risk getting her pregnant b) Gaelen Foley wanted to stretch THAT tension out a bit longer while still including tons of scenes where they get each other off and Darius like, writes official missives while using her ass back as a desk lmao.

S.M. LaViolette is another one I'd recommend for really romantic, angsty books. A lot of them also have the leads sort of like.. shut off from the world~ at points. Check out:

Selina. Beautiful heroine was supposed to marry well to save the family, but fails to do so and feels kind of lost after her kinda weird, awkward sister snags a duke and saves the family instead. To find a purpose lmao, she disguises herself as a housekeeper and takes a job at a growly marquess's home, only to discover that he's blind due to a fairly recent accident and is struggling. This one has a similar "is it love tho" conflict, too.

Aurelia. The next book in the same series, this one takes the heroine to this craggy island, where she takes a job drawing/painting the naturalist hero's specimens (not his PERSONAL specimens, but like, the ones he collects on his rich white guy adventures, which are kinda problematic because of the nature of what they are. Again, you have them sort of tucked away, it's romantic, it's angsty, it's fun.

Melissa and The Vicar. They literally meet when the heroine is on vacation; she's a jaded madam (he doesn't know that, though) and he's a virginal, lovely vicar. Romance enues!

Waking up with the Duke by Lorraine Heath, of course. This is the one where the hero's best friend/cousin asks him to get said best friend/cousin's wife pregnant, because the best friend/cousin has been impotent since an accident years ago (which the hero feels was his fault). The hero and heroine (who agrees but doesn't want to feel anything or even share a kiss) go off to his cottage for a month to FUCK NASTY in the hopes of her getting pregnant. Supremely romantic and angsty.

Seduce Me at Sunrise by Lisa Kleypas has the famous moment where Kev (Big, self-loathing, worried he'll kill the heroine who used to have serious health issues with his giant dick) finally gives up on resisting his love for Win (his childhood friend, in love with him, wants to do splits on his giant dick) and spirits her away to this cottage, where they fuck it out for multiple days. This is a great "romantic but angsty" book, one of my favorite Kleypases.

My Darling Duke by Stacy Reid. In this one, the heroine ends up on the hero's somewhat remote estate after she lies about being engaged to him, assuming nothing would ever come of it as he's been such a recluse for the past few years. Turns out he's a recluse because he has to use a wheelchair after suffering an accident. Verrry romantic, verrrry angsty, and I personally appreciated the way the sex was handled (the hero thinks he's impotent; this book is sometimes cited as "love heals his dick", but it's literally not that at all, one of his more progressive doctors is literally like "look dude it works you just can't get past your mental and emotional blocks and let yourself enjoy it).

#romance novel blogging #romance novels #book recs

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orangethefroot · 4 months ago

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Idk if anyone made this yet but i just watched the grand Budapest hotel and thought:

What if there was a mansion/"hotel" in the forest but in some weird way they get/attract specific guests.

Some of high wealth others are just here through some sort of association.

- How they get into the hotel -

A person can go to any hotel/motel or maybe be at home. However, by maybe the next day or some days after, once they step outside their room, the hotel/motel/house/apartment may look a bit different. Im thinking like those backroom/liminal spaces.

Maybe a lot more quiet. Maybe the corridor stays the same, but the elevator is different. Maybe they meet up with someone who has no idea whats going on. There's even a chance they bump into a creepypasta who "works" in the hotel. I know for sure that the more they walk around, the more obvious it is that they're not where they once were.

Im thinking the hotel can handle 200-300 people at most. It's more fun for the workers, im guessing. But the average will be about 150??

- How the hotel runs -

I think the hotel will give a false impression of letting everyone (the guests) know the "Boss" is catering to them for their help and hard work.

Maybe it's odd that once every couple days someone dissappears, but its only cause Boss knows when its time for them to leave. Maybe it's also weird that there's a curfew. Or the fact that some of the workers seem empty? Disfigured? Souless? There's nothing to worry about. Most of them are quiet friendly and ready to help in any way they can.

Oh, how lovely, a form of entertainment put together by the Boss. Oh, that was the guy that left the hotel last week.....

They're gonna have to reveal everything eventually. Just not in the way you would think. The workers will return to normal after their amazing performance, but throughout the weeks, the bloodlust starts to show.

- The reader's situation -

The guests get tortured/killed off over time unless they prove loyalty or their worth to slenderman during their stay. So the only reason they just so happen to end up in the mansion is due to disloyalty or a guest plans on leaving the country to get away. This "trial" period can take maybe 3 months? Or more? Before they're allowed to leave (omg like the menu, I never watched it, but thats a part of it, right??).

In this version, y/n could be one of a few categories.

Y/n of old money who probably found out the family funds this.... cult? And want nothing to do with it. They tried confronting their closest relatives until they decided y/n needed a vacation from all this stress. Y/n can be involved if you prefer it.

Y/n is an accomplice/associated with the creeps accidently/intentionally and planned on dipping for some reason. Y/n could be a supplier or an informant, maybe a bystander who was extremely lucky to get away and wanted to spread the truth. This route will involve a woker/workers interacting with you more. This depends on who the worker is. If y/n was an unfortunate bystander, their stay is probably gonna be the worst of the guests.

Wrong place wrong time. Where y/n gets set up somehow or was planning on spending time with the suspected traitor and got ropped into this. Anything related to them just having no idea about anything. They still have to prove their loyalty or try and show that they can be useful. Or you can be used as an example. Being innocent seems like a hit or miss...

Rich / associated / accomplice / lucky / innocent

- Escaping -

Not possible. Ur literally going against an eternal being that just warped u into the middle of the forest in the mansion. There's no book spell. No gem stone or special magical puppy fairy that will get u out of this.

You can try to manipulate the workers into helping u escape, but it will only be temporary before ur teleported back to the mansion, and no one remembers you. This route will lead to u losing ur sanity completely as ur mind will eventually start splitting the more this happens.

Not even ending your own life is possible as the big boss himself will just bring you back. Again, no one remembers you doing it.

So no. U can't escape.

- How do you survive -

Idk tbh💀💀💀 goodluck...

I mean, i really dont know. Just do as you're told and try not to get any funny ideas. 150 guests means there are definitely going to be people going against each other to prove their loyalty and you do not want to mess with the workers.

Im not gonna lie. There is so much to think about in terms of survival and how guests can actually prove their loyalty. So im giving gists of it.

No one really knows what the Boss (slenderman obviously) wants. No one knows his purpose. No one even knows where this whole thing started. All everyone knows is that you must do as you're told no matter how horrid the task is.

So to survive, i think you just have to do as you're told, stay alive, and dont try to leave.

I think the hardest part of surviving will probably be if you're already a target or the guests themselves.

- who's who? -

Boss - slenderman

Workers - Jeff, Eyeless Jack, Tim, Brian, Toby, Clockwork, Jane, Nina, Nathan, etc.

Haunted beings? - Ben, sally

Im not sure what role they play. I think it's dependent on your situation. Also didn't think this far ahead.

Anyway, that's all. I tend to have a lot of creepypasta AUs??? But not as fully thought out as this one, so i had to write it down. Of course, it has its missing pieces and maybe more i want to add, but I've been typing this out for 2-3hrs😭😭 i am not a writer idk how y'all do it.

For now, all the smuty romance stuff shall remain in my head. And my hopes that this becomes a thing or is already a thing shall be in the air.

#creepypasta x reader #creepypasta au #creepypasta hotel #hotel au #slenderman

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notsosilentsister · 4 months ago

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What not many people know about me is that I am - can be, with some effort - a half decent actress. I used to dabble in acting in college. The highlight of my career was the role of Gaston, a regular at the titular Lapin Agil, in the Steve Martin play Picasso at the Lapin Agil. The play is about Picasso and Einstein meeting in a Parisan bar at the turn of the century, discussing the respective merits of art and science, and finally bonding over their shared awe for each other's genius. Gaston is an old Frenchman, who only cares about sex and booze. His definining characteristics are that he's perpetually horny and incontinent. His catchphrase is "I have to pee!". He has a long monologue bragging about his sexual exploits which end in his lover (or himself? my memory is hazy) having to be hospitalized due to exhaustion, which our director originally cut, presumably because it contributes nothing to the plot, and very little to the theme. She put it back in, because she liked me, I have to assume, and wanted to give me a bit more to do. It was the role I was born to play.

While the girl other girls playing men in this production used binders, I decided to do without them. Gaston was a fat guy, he could have man boobs. I remember the first rehearsal in costume. Everyone looked awesome in their period costumes, the effect was well worth the discomfort of corsets and binders (I know, I know, well-fitted corsets are not uncomfortable, but let's just assume that the ones used in this production weren't well fitted) . I hadn't found anything in my size at the costume rental, so I had borrowed an old suit from my grandpa. Our very talented make-up artist gave me a red drunkard's nose. It looked extremly convincing. On the bikeride back to my flat, I suddenly found myself crying. I still feel the surprise of those tears on my cheek, quickly enough dried by the airstream, but still dropping relentlessly. I almost never think about the way I look, but here I was, having just looked at myself, devastated by that all too effortless image in the mirror of that old goat Gaston and completely caught off guard by the extent of my devastation.

I sometimes joke that I am a woman just as I am a catholic - assigned the role by accident of birth, raised in the spirit, but mostly lapsed in practice, never quite ready to let go of it for largely sentimental reasons. And maybe that's even true, but it doesn't mean that it doesn't go deep. I might sometimes be flippant about my womanhood, but when I think of that sudden and utter devastation I felt on that ride home from the rehearsal, there is no other way to describe it but gender dysphoria. There was not enough difference between my costume and my regular look. I hated the thought of potentially being seen like that, not too differently, at any rate, beyond the stage. Still, that time playing the old French drunk in college was one of the most fun things I ever did. Because I quickly snapped out of it and reminded myself that it's just a play. I'm a ciswoman who greatly enjoys drag. Precisely because it's not who I actually am. For me, it's a vacation away from home. Sometimes I just need a change of air. For a short while, I don't have to convince anyone as a woman, because that's not the role. And I don't have to convince anyone as a man, because it's just a role! I find that quite liberating. But eventually, I return. If I didn't return, it wouldn't feel like vacation, it would feel like exile.

People often have quite conflicting ideas about the role of performance in a person's life. I think there are at least three different types of performance. There's the performance that serves you, because it becomes reality ("fake it till you make it", an unskippable step of almost any learning process; studies show that people will reliable perform better when they imagine and consequently comport themselves as already possessing the skills they aim to acquire). There's the performance that drains you, because it denies reality (the never diminishing, often too costly, rarely sustainable efforts of masking, slowly but surely setting you on the path to burn-out). And finally there's the performance that serves you, because it is not reality, and by not being reality, drawing it into sharper relief. The trick, I guess, is to not get them confused.

#gender #performance #acting #personal #journal #some additional thoughts about the power and joy of acting after watching The Hit Man

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lowkeyclueless5137 · 1 year ago

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Winx Au (extra S7)

Have S1 for an index right here

Za people have spoken!

They want glittery fairy Bois kicking ass :3

Anyway! I didn't initially plan it... Like season 6 was the final one in my agenda... Ya know...

BUT! but but but! Ya know... Time-line wise... Winx's season 3 would start after this au's S6 finished... So... Not only it would be a perfect lil final season, but also we get the cannon and au characters getting to know each other. :3

And also ✨Valtor✨

Anyway! Under le cut! We get with the FINAL final season of the series(I mean it this time U-Ub)

So... We start off, in the summer vacation, near the end of it.

Already the whole Requix squad was absolutely done and over with saving twisted wonderland, so they decided to just relax in their holiday.

During this time, ofc NRC was reorganising the management, the press issues and also renovating and rebuilding the damaged sides of the school.

Azul had his official crowning as emperor of the infinite ocean(see S5), but he didn't want to paint a big target on his back, nor did he want to deal with so much political warfare, so the ceremony was very retreated and kept a secret upon Azul's insistences. The Requix squad and the twins were the only ones who knew and also came. (due to sirenix)

Rollo also was a very cool guy to hangout, so occasionally the group would also visit him at the city of flowers. The city itself was very nice and lively.

Even so, with the school getting closer and closer and the group being actually expelled from NRC, they couldn't just ask to be officially enrolled in NBC and they weren't meeting the qualifications for other schools that would allow a transfer. They were supposed to be 3rd years, but already their whole cumulated skills and knowledge would give them early graduation.

Yet, to cheer them up, Idia brought up Solaria's upcoming princess ball. Since he did graduate NRC, he took over STIX as executive director. And because of STIX having various connection, including the royal family of Solaria. And because they need to keep up those connections, Idia has to attend the said party as his parents had to attend some more important duties.

But Idia actually had the opportunity to get with him some other guests. And this time, it was a party at the palace, guarded to the brim. They had literally nothing to worry about, except maybe what they will wear. It is a royal ball after all.

So with that stuck in mind, the group decided to just go to magix city and see what's poppin. It was a royal ball, so of course, they needed to look like they came straight from the runway.

And all was going great. Some looking around, chatting, yet they came here around lunch time, so they firstly decided to eat. There was a pizzeria around, so clearly not in the mood for some fancy cafe food, the group decided to take a pizza and be over with it. As long as it fills them up, it's no problem.

So they go in, place their order and wait in there. It was gonna come out in 10 minutes, which left a bit of time to discuss what each of them did in the holiday since the last time they saw each other.

Jack was more of a stay at home guy, playing with his siblings and also hanging out with Vil a bit. They are getting around with a better friendship, so Jack is hopeful they will sort out. Sebek had a few field trips with his family. Since he used his wish to bring them together, the whole Zigvolt family was trying to work out, which yes, it had Sebek at the bridge and subject of affection, which was a bit annoying, but the field trips were very fun.

Epel again, stood in his village, helping around. He had some small adventures from time to time, but it were more like short funny stories to tell at a pijama party. Deuce mostly took up with his training as a nymph. His mom was very supportive of it and more often than not, Deuce blew something up on accident. Sevens bless the repairing spells, they are sure handy.

Ortho wasn't that much into staying at home for holiday, but he also didn't like to travel alone, so he mostly helped his big brother and parents around and also dealing with some relationship formalities. As for the last, Ace had the time of his life at the palace. Sure, he mostly stood at home with his nana, but he did go at the palace from time to time. Now, he wasn't really a prince, yet, but still it was absolutely bonkers to explore the whole thing like you own the place. His brother and sister in law still are planning little details for their wedding, so clearly it's a very important thing for the whole queendom of roses. Deuce notes that it's gonna be on live TV, so you bet the whole gang would watch just to see Ace mess up on live TV.

So while they were chatting, Sebek notes that the pizza was ready. The chef just put it on the counter. So Deuce is the one that came to pick it up from the intense rock-paper-scissors match.

Except that poor Deuce happens to miss it when a girl literally takes it from him. There was another girl, who was accusing the latter of stealing her pizza. Deuce really was dumbfounded, because they were the ones who stood in here for 10 minutes for their pizza. It wasn't a lot of time, but still, they were here first and that was their order. Even the chef looked apologetically at Deuce and told him that the next one is coming in another 10 minutes.

So being witnesses to this clownery, Ace is the one who steps in, yanking the box from Chimera and declaring loud and clear that this is their pizza, which they ordered first, and waited patiently for it. If they want to fight for another, better do it on something that it's not already pre-ordered.

And of course, an argument escalates, Chimera asking Ace who tf does he think he is and that if he was oh so patient, he could wait another 10 minutes, all while trying to yank the pizza out of him. Stella on the other hand, realised her fault and properly apologised to Deuce(Bloom nudged her), for taking their food. Deuce kindly says that it's no biggie, but he is a bit worried that Ace might just rile up Chimera a bit too much.

And BOI does Ace really love to rile up the situation. Jack tried to be the peacemaker, but Chimera also took a jab at him, which in turn sent Epel into the riling up. Ortho was just palm-facing and Sebek really was ready to yank the 2 out of there. Deuce still tried to form a coherent thought about the situation.

At this point, Ortho told Ace to just give the girls the pizza. Another one was almost ready and the group really wants to eat something. Ace, for a sec, thinks that maybe Ortho was right, but that second of thinking was all it took for Chimera to grab the box and yank it, to the point it ripped open and the contents fell on both Ace and Chimera.

Of course, Ace really does not take this kindly. Like girl, he was seconds away from actually giving it to you, so why did you have to do that?! Now both of them were covered in pizza toppings. Thankfully Ace knew a quick clean-up spell and already Ortho grabbed the next done pizza, which ortho also apologised to the chef for the commotion, before he got the group to scram from there and finally get to eat something.

After eating, the group finally take on to go and shop around. Ace really was praying to never see that whiny chick ever again. Great! Now no one is ever gonna consider working in retail. What are they gonna do since they have no chance of a graduation certificate? >:v

Again, it's a colective 'screw you, Crowley' moment.

But in the end, the group do find some nice clothes for themselves. They went to a shop for Ortho, since man was so indecisive that he needed to scout the whole city before settling on something. But he did like the accessories in here and they would go well with his fit for the ball, so why not?

Except that when they head for paying for their shit, a wild Chimera also appears. Sebek was almost yelling a 'you again?!' if Epel didn't shush him down. Already the saleswoman was cashing Ortho's things as chimera demanded to cash in her dress first. Ortho tried to be civil and say that he will just pay with the card and he's almost done, bit Chimera again insisted, clearly in a hurry.

The others noticed that Stella and Bloom were fast approaching the store so maybe it was again a race for something? At this point they were done and over with it. Chimera insists that she will be the princess of Solaria, so she needs this dress for her princess ball. The poor saleswoman was reassured when Ortho gracefully allowed her to checkout chimera, even if that meant re-doing Ortho's objects yet again. The saleswoman did thank him for his patience.

Fortunately, our group had mad patience skills over this 2 years since they entered and got expelled from NRC. Ace, Epel and Sebek did run short on it sometimes, while Jack had the longest record of standing.

Ortho again was ready to pay, when Stella barges in and heads straight for the cashier. Really Ortho was ready to punt someone. Like??? Sorry, ladies, but he just wants to slide in that damn card and get properly his accessories. It doesn't take more than a few seconds!

This time, Bloom apologises for her friend's little rash attitude today, but Chimera really pushed the limit today and Stella was having none of it. Well, surprise, but the group also had none of it when someone screws over with them.

But in the end, they just hoped to never run again into chimera, which was very unlikely, since she was gonna be 'the future princess of solaria' and they will attend to the princess ball in solaria after all. Bloom was surprised to hear that, since she knew it was Stella's princess ball in solaria, not Chimera.

Jack brings up that it sounds a bit fishy and that maybe they should look out for this ball...

But nonetheless, they leave it like this for now, until the actual ball itself comes. On the big day, the group did remeet again in advance, mostly to finish up their looks(Ortho would absolutely punt each and every one of them if they dared to go without any proper prep). But they were slaying and ready to party.

And unlike the rose queendom's palace, this one was even bigger and more grander. The guests were coming in fancy carriages and of course, most were of noble blood or apart of the royal court. Really there was a high standard when it came to how someone was dressed.

Unfortunately, our group realised a bit too late that the comune theme around were lighter colors. Yep... Surely they won't stand out too much with their blacks and darker colors... :'3

Back on the better notes... There was a lot of food there... :D

But even so, the group mostly stuck after Idia like ducklings. They were never properly at a party without having a mission to fulfill or being abruptly stopped by a surprise bad guy attack. Add to this the fact that this is a royal ball, where it was expected a certain level of class and elegance.

And Idia, was an anxious mess. He was approached by a lot of people from the royal court, curious of his presence in here. And also if the pelicular fashion taste. Clearly the group had to be from another planet altogether, but it was hard to say from where, as most magix alliance planets always had very distinct and colorful styles.

Thankfully, king Radius comes to greet Idia, happy to see the oldest of the Shroud children being able to attend the princess ball. He was oddly in a great mood today. Idia does greet awkwardly a bit, excusing his parents's absence and also introducing Ortho and the rest of the Requix squad.

Now, Radius only saw Ortho as a baby, so to see him all grown up as a teen was a surprise. He does note that there is quite the resemblance to the father at the face, while Idia always looked more like his mother. Nonetheless, he was happy to see his old friends's children all grown up and here. That, before he leaves to search for his daughter, Stella.

The rest of the group does ask how tf does the king know the 2. Idia responds that this is not his first time in here. Their parents were actually long time friends with King Radius. Idia was actually just one year older than Radius's daughter, Stella. So they did use to play together when they were very young and STIX was under the direction of his grandparents. He actually still kept in touch with Stella. She was the one that taught Idia how to make braids and buns. Ortho was just a small baby when he was in here so really, he was probably unrecognizable now.

Now leave the friendship story aside, the group wants to see the baby pictures. Ya know... Must make fun of each other with each occasion. :v

So King Radius again returns, but this time with Stella as well, who is absolutely thrilled to re-see her childhood friend. But then you see the Requix squad gasping like absolute dumbasses, realising that Stella was one of the girls they kept running into back in magix city. At least she was the actual nice one, who apologised for being mean. :'3

Cue very awkward proper introduction. :'3

Ace does bring up that the other girl, Chimera, said that she was' the future princess of solaria', so this begs the question: what tf is going in this royal family drama. Stella again denies that it's impossible, because it was her princess ball...

Welp... King Radius, the ever so dumb(/j), just makes the official announcement that he will be marrying Countess Cassandra, whom daughter was none other than Chimera herself. Oh if this wasn't one of the most predictibile things for our group. Even so, they do try to reassure Stella along the rest of the winx.

For all they knew, Chimera could be bratty, but she could also be better than prince Mangor. U-Ub

Cue the dance opening for the ball. Epel oh so happened to be the closest to the countess and her daughter, seeing Chimera ready to cast a spell.

So naturally, knowing the very brief history in between the 2 girls and NOT wanting another scandal, Epel is making a counter spell, stopping Chimera's spell in time, which does gain her attention, unfortunately.

So Chimera aims this time at Epel, who was easily countering her spells. Like he didn't even try that much. :'3

But, the dance still wasn't over, so seeing that Chimera had a hard time placing the spell, Cassandra takes the opportunity window to place the spell on Stella, which immediately gains the panic of the court.

Of course, the first person Radius calls for help is Idia, in hopes that maybe he could pinpoint what kind of dark spell this is. The fire head was ready to come forward when suddenly the king declared that this wasn't his daughter, rather a monster that had to be arrested immediately.

Welp... This surely came quick to chaos...

So because of the absolute chaos with winx trying to escape, Idia calls out that he will take the king to safety. Countess Cassandra does seem very against this, but Idia replies that mayhaps she wanted to keep the king in the aera of danger. Of course, Radius indulged into Idia's plead to flee to more safe quarters.

Unbeknownst to Cassandra, Deuce and Ortho followed in tow, using their clavix powers(see S6), to figure out if the king was spelled.

Of course, the mark of Valtor appeared on his neck. None of them ever saw such mark until now, so their best shot was to use the fairy dust and see if it will get rid of it. Thankfully it does clean the spell, and King Radius finds himself very confused about what happened. Idia takes the job to fill him in, while Deuce and Ortho try to find out where the rest were.

Meanwhile, the rest of the group were defending against the guards. Chimera really decided to paint a target on their back too for the soldiers, so now someone had to hold back Ace from squaring up. Solaria soldiers also were pretty good at keeping up against enchantix spells, so everyone split up, with Sebek and Epel helping the winx to escape and Ace with Jack were giving a hand to the specialists.

In the end, the Winx escape and the specialists as well. Yet still, there was a bit of an issue, mainly on why Stella was cursed as a monster.

And our Requix squad also make a proper introduction, saying that they are also fairies, but already they reached enchantix. With hope, they do try to use the fairy dust on Stella.

Unfortunately it doesn't work. So because Stella was the fairy of the sun and the moon, Deuce was the nymph of the night sky, meaning that he could try and connect to Stella's magic and pinpoint what may be wrong.

It turns out that the spell Chimera used was a spell, meant to latch onto the target's magic in such a way that as long as the target believes this is truly their truest form of their soul, it will be reality. That's why the fairy dust didn't work: Stella had to also work on her own self-image, not just spell it away.

So here comes sum library search. The winx in the Alfea library, while our group in the secret library, with Neressa's help(see S6 ending). They do find something about the mirror of truth and thankfully, the winx also found about it, so at unanimous decision, the group was going to take on finding that mirror.

And yes, the group and Idia do help out winx. Idia cuz childhood friend and our Requix squad because, as much as they would want to not get in anymore adventures and saving people, these mfs really can't help themselves to not help out.

At this point everyone in the group hates that they can't say no to saving people. :'3

But they embark on the quest. Some more magic shenanigans and finally, they find the mirror of truth. Stella and Brandon have a nice moment together and Stella gets to break the spell with the help of the magic mirror.

After that, our Requix group does return home, only to be faced with the fact that they were accepted back in NRC. Of course with Leona as the new headmaster, for once our group was breathing in somewhat relief that maybe this time, the school year will be peaceful. Even if it was announced that they officially skipped a grade, it was their last year, might as well have a peaceful one.

What a big. Fat. Lie. :P

Meanwhile, as the emperor of the infinite ocean, Azul felt when the Andros seas got in danger due to Valtor. Since his mother was living there, Azul rightfully was going there, mostly to protect his family. So all this time he went deadbeat, and the twins do bring it up at NRC to the group. They tried to contact Azul, since he suddenly left to Andros for some business and told them to just go to school and not mind it.

The group does try to tell the twins that maybe Azul returned to cloud tower and that he's busy with work. It was still far from the truth, but none of them knew that now.

In truth, no one really heard from Azul anymore. Not even Idia or Malleus, whom the latter 2 decided to take matters into their own hands. Malleus did send a spell message, but he never got a reply back. He was starting to worry, but as crowned prince of Thorn Valley, he had to take more in his royal responsabilities. One in particular being his attendance at the Eraklyon party. He did try to invite Idia as his boyfriend, but the firehead had to refuse. 1 party fiasco was enough for him. And the situation on solaria gave to Idia the confirmation that indeed, Countess Cassandra put again a spell on the king and was executing a throne stealing attempt. With Stella's crowned princess title being given to Chimera, something really fishy was going on in there.

Meanwhile, the winx fight on Andros and Aisha gets her Enchantix! :D

As the fairy/witch of the seas, Azul took it upon himself to patch up for the winx's absence, while Valtor was still running havoc in there. Before departing, Azul tells them that fairy dust can clean off Valtor's mark. Unfortunately, the spell of the zombie mermaids seems to be recast multiple times, which makes many attempts to be futile.

And so, before fully saying goodbye and entrusting the frontlines to Azul and Queen Ligea, the octomer tells the winx to look for the Requix squad. They are a bit of troublemakers, but they always knew how to put up a fight.

Of course, the Winx turn up to our fave group of tired bastards. :3

Except that this time, our group really wanted nothing to do with any kind of trouble. They had a nice school year start, let's keep it that way. U-Ub

But the winx insist, saying that Azul was the one who told the girls to search for them. They were enchantix fairies for more than a year. They also have Mythix, Sirenix and Clavix. And Valtor will not stop only at Andros, that was clear.

So getting fully filled in about the andros situation. Azul was currently fighting the mer-monsters and Valtor seems to still keep on resisting. Someone also had to keep in check the omega portal, which only made everything harder.

Azul's power as the emperor wasn't enough to gain him the right to close and open the omega portal. He could only open and close portals in between seas. And even so, he only has a fourth of his actual full power.(see S5 ending)

So it was a very critical moment for Andros. Aisha surely was devastated at the thought of her home being destroyed and yet, there wasn't anything she could do now.

So in the end, against their initial skepticism, the Requix group decide to help. They were not that eager on another adventure, but they will try and do their best to help.

Even so, the group did contemplate what to tell the twins. In the end, the truth did have to come out one way or another. And the twins, rightfully demanded to have a leave from the school to go and help Azul on Andros.

Now, if it was Crowley at the desk, this kind of formal leave would take weeks. But Leona was understanding of the problem at hand. With Valtor on the loose, it was clear that Twisted wonderland will be on the list of soon to be attacked planets. So he did start to take measures, including getting the other magic schools of this planet on board about the situation. So far, every school had a magic barrier, that will repel outsiders. Unless Valtor specifically decides to pay a visit, no more further action was taken.

Stella does tell to Idia her worry about the Solaria situation. And with King Radius attending the said Eraklyon party, he could be again freed from the spell Cassandra put on him. It was doubtful it would be for long.

But Idia does have an invitation. In the form of 1 Malleus Draconia. Idia surely didn't tell Malleus about Azul's situation, as he was 100% certain Malleus would declare war on Valtor in a heartbeat. And while this was probably a good thing, to get some action against the root of this, Idia still needed Malleus to not turn the invitation down if they wanted to get into the Eraklyon castle and mend again with the spell status of King Radius.

And so, another party commences. Really, at this point our Requix squad was thinking that it was absolutely ridiculous how many times they had to crash a royal party or the party was crashed by someone/something else.

But Malleus is there! So it's a very awkward time in between him and Sebek. :'D

It doesn't help that most likely, Sebek will become a guardian fairy, so he will have to work for Malleus in a way or another. Malleus also didn't know about the mission at hand, so Sebek wasn't going to break it to him why he was actually there.

So firstly the ball is opened by Bloom and Sky. So far, everything was going great on that end. Meanwhile, with King Radius, he was always in the presence of Cassandra and Chimera, which made our group's mission harder.

But things go to shit when Sky suddenly switches sides and declares Diaspro his new girlfriend, then deems the winx as dangerous witches, so they have to make a run for it, out of the palace. First of all, it was a dick move. Second....

Nah... Still a dick move... >:v

Malleus is again, very confused of the display, but this time Jack has to drag him out of the danger as Sebek stood behind with Deuce to fight the guards and keep them further from the group.

It all goes to shit when the actual dragons are released. 1 or even 3 would be no problem for our group. But they were more than that. Unfortunately they were an equivalent of horses in here. So again, it's a split up in trying to get the dragons off their trails.

And Stella also saves her father like in cannon, which earns her Enchantix. Yet she couldn't take her father with her, so the best she could do is make sure he was ok before departing.

Results: they failed to re-lift off the spell off King Radius and now Sky was clearly under the same spell.

It was simply a mess.

So the group has to give this point to Valtor unfortunately. Finally, Malleus gets filled in to the whole situation and, as expected, man is ready to declare war. Idia holds him from doing that, since they couldn't do much. On Andros they would need to cast and recast a water resistance spell, which would also weaken their attacks. They couldn't drag Azul down.

Even so, Malleus does take a small moment to talk with Sebek. Mainly about his ignorance regarding what happened during the previous 2 years at NRC. Sebek is nudged by the others to accept the apology, yet he wasn't going to just waltz back into a friendship with Malleus, Lilia and Silver. He still needs time.

Later on, the news of Sky's matrimony with princess Diaspro is announced. Of course, that plus the connection with Valtor, prompts Bloom to retreat to Gardenia for a bit.

Meanwhile, at NRC, our group realise that since they skipped a year, they are in the same courses as Riddle, Kalim and the rest of their group. It was very wierd, but in the end, the group still excelled at their practical tests. For written tests, most did pull an intensive aincent library research, with Neressa's guidance.

Deuce tho, does express his worry about Andros. Valtor sure was piling up allies who act for him outside of Andros. And Deuce fears that Valtor might already put his influence in twisted wonderland, but they have no idea.

Epel points out that Chimera was at Beta Academy for fairies and she also repeated a year because she didn't get enchantix. Which meant that however one may try to deny it, the spell that was cast on Stella at the princess ball was initially chimera's doing. Epel didn't give it much thought then, but now that he actually thought about it, it was a complicated dark spell, which meant Chimera and by extension Cassandra as well, must've had a meeting with Valtor.

Neressa also seems to know about Valtor. A greedy wizard born from a spark of the dragon's flame that was mixed with dark magic. So far, the only known counter for the dragon's flame were the water stars. Those stars were very powerful and dangerous at the same time.

But thankfully, our group knew someone who happened to be the fairy of the water stars themselves.

But Floyd was on Andros along Jade, helping Azul. If Valtor was still there, the 2 were bound to meet somehow.

Cue permission request to Leona yet again. As long as you 6 don't hit the bucket and do your homework, you can go nuts. :3

Riddle does express his worry over the whole mingling with Andros thing, but he knew that our group was dead set onto going there, so the best he could do was to make a copy of his notes in class, for when the group returns.

And so, the group go to Andros, mostly to help and also get Valtor out of there.

Except that when they go there, they get faced with the news that Valtor fleed Andros, not after he stole all of the magic scrolls this planet had. Azul was doing his best at calming down the seas of Andros, while the twins were trying to keep stable the omega portal. It was an absolute chaos, especially with the monster mermaids running havoc around.

Thankfully, the winx also arrive in there, which makes the job far more easier.

Azul does fill in the group that sadly, Valtor moved to cloud tower. Headmistress Griffin escaped thankfully, but the Cloud Tower magic scrolls and archive were all in Valtor's hands now and the poor witches were under hypnosis, used as mere lackeys.

There is a lot of fights going on, mainly everyone trying to both close the omega portal and also heal the monster mermaids and take the innocents to a safe place.

Unknown to our group who were helping out the people, winx went on their merry way to try and close the omega portal.

Techna sacrifices herself, gets enchantix and now is probably lost in the omega portal. :'3

But at least now, Andros was freed from Valtor's influence. But the Winx and specialists were inconsolable. Techna was gone and for them it was a hard hit.

Fortunately, to try and give them a bit of more hope that their friend is at least alive, the group turn up to Idia. He confirmed that no fairy of technology died today, but that was about all he could do.

Still, their main goal was to talk to Floyd and get him on board. He was the fairy of the water stars after all. Floyd himself was recovering from the long fight he had on Andros. Still, the group didn't hurry too much. The winx also needed to reconcile about their loss. And this time, our group wasn't hurrying from all parts. They could allow themselves to take small breaks.

Even so, Floyd explains that his power was very volatile on Andros. Only after some time did it stabilise properly. That also was marked with Valtor's leave from there. Floyd adds that the water stars and the dragon flame are like Ying-yang. Opposites and deadly to each other. So just how he would be a danger for Valtor's powers, so is he for Floyd's. And while Floyd would really like to punch the guy, he wasn't going to risk it. At least for now.

But he points out that there are water stars on their own. They are hard to control and as such, locked away so they won't accidentally mingle with the dragon flame and create chaos.

And due to the cloud tower being under Valtor's regin, Azul had to settle at NBC. Rollo did get filled in on the situation and again, the Noble Bell college was more than ready to help against this, only if it targets them as well. For now, they were merely on defence.

The next time our Requix squad hears from the winx is after they got Griffin from cloud tower, when they attempted to give Valtor revenge for Techna's situation. It was an absolute dumb thing to do, but for now, only Ace voiced his opinion. Bloom was gone on Pyros to try and unlock her enchantix as well.

Jack brings up the fact that Valtor did not make any move. Griffin was after all, free. Sebek theorises that he is still in the process of taking all of cloud tower's spells. Those must've taken a toll on him. Too much raw power is simply messing with your mind if Mangor was something to learn from. :'3

With this in mind, the group thinks of a magi-lock. (see S2) They could use a magi-lock on Valtor and thus leave him locked in there. Then maybe throw the damn thing in oblivion or something. Maybe Azul could open another small gate to throw it? So that even if it's broken in there, Valtor won't be able to escape at all.

So our boyos go to the library again. They were absolutely going to make again a magi-lock. This time, since they are long past charmix, they feel much more confident that it would go smoothly.

In fact, it doesn't go that smoothly. In between classes and running around, it was tiring. Thankfully Neressa found again the book they needed and Ace with Ortho only needed a small refresh of it to just do it quickly. :'3

Their magilock, just like the last time, it was a small box. With this, the group were absolutely certain of their inevitable win.

So the box stays at Epel for the mean time. Cue the boys deciding to meet up in magix city with the winx and tell them of the magilock box they have.

Except that they encounter a wierd guy spying on them. Sebek and Ace are the ones who straight up confront the guy, who presents himself as Nabu, Aisha's fiancé from an arranged marriage. Ortho is the one who confirms that indeed, his soul is clean of any lie in regards to this. There was no spec of Valtor's influence whatsoever.

Still, it wasn't ruled out the possibility that Nabu could still be a spy. He could be helping Valtor out of his own will for all they knew.

Speaking of the Devil, Valtor makes an announcement that he will steal the eye of the aincent Ancestress. So everyone heads up to the museum, leaving Nabu alone to just go home. Like pls, don't follow us anymore, we are literally 12 people all with enchantix, we can manage.

Nabu still follows. :'3

The museum of magix mostly makes Deuce feel a bit uneasy. Mayhaps it was because there was a lot about the nymphs of magix, nymphs who weren't naturally born like this, like Deuce was. The others do reassure that his wish (from S6) was for people to accept natural nymphs. Still Deuce was a bit uncomfortable with all of this.

So because of that, Sebek took Deuce on a detour to the main valut, passing through the room where originally, the eye was kept. That was a room, mostly dedicated to the nyphs themselves, which none of the 2 actually knew of. They've never been here to begin with, so it was natural.

Except that they also run into the Trix. The 3 witches of course understated the 2 as they never meet Sebek or Deuce properly. Which allows for the 2 to have the advantage of surprise and hold the Trix enough for their commotion to get the others in here too.

Valtor also comes, which of course, escalates everything. Due to being a smaller room and 16 persons fighting with magic, clearly it was a mess. But, we also have Epel and Ace on the line-up, who have a habit of fighting dirty, meaning they would pull on icy's cape, or push away the enemy to make them lose balance. Heck, even throw stuff at them, not just spells. We're they brats? Yes. Did they care? Nope.

But, due to all this mess, Epel couldn't use the magilock box, because there was a high chance it could also catch someone else in it. And you can't open it without letting all the contents out first.

Unfortunately, Valtor uses Nabu as a bargain chip, so that Aisha would give him the Agador box.

And as such, Valtor flees happily with the box and Epel punches Nabu for not listening to them. Now Valtor could make more space for more spells to steal. At least they had the magilock box and as such, they had a chance to put a swift stop to everything.

Bloom does worry over the chance that Valtor truly knows what happened to her birth parents and her planet altogether, but Jack tries to reason with her: it's either Valtor is on the loose and could spread any lies to try and let Bloom lower her guard, or they could swiftly put an end to him and prevent anymore damage from being done. Now Valtor seems to have moved places yet again. Cloud tower was free but at the same time left of any magic book or scroll. The building itself wasn't happy with this, but it was better than the abuse Valtor put on it. Poor Cloud tower needs to be avenged. U-Ub

Surely Valtor would aim to get stronger, which in turn it will get harder to lock him up. So they still need to weaken him. The water stars are brought up and as such, it is no surprise that they need Floyd's help in the matter.

Floyd himself is skeptical of this. Especially knowing that there is a chance that if Valtor can overpower Floyd, he would be over. Then it comes the problem of Bloom's tie with Valtor through the dragon flame. To what degree can Floyd use his power on Valtor without indirectly harming Bloom? If the dragon flame and water stars attack each other, it would reverberate to anyone influenced by them to various degrees.

Those of course, were all known by Floyd. So unless they weaken Valtor with enough power, he cannot step in the game due to the backlash such thing has.

So Ace asks if by chance, they could use the original water stars. If Floyd resonates with them, then they could easily use them and would have more chances of taking down Valtor from every direction. Trix surely won't be that much of a problem afterwards.

As such, the group wanted to head out for the water stars, but the Requix squad and Floyd are called back when it's revealed that Valtor was spotted in twisted wonderland. As such, they split up: winx go for the water stars, Requix go to protect their home planet. :v

We also have a nice lil subplot where Ruggie, Kalim and Jade help the pixies against Trix. :3c

But back to the main plot, despite having the water stars, Valtor fleed and no one was able to track him down. Apparently upon clashing with Floyd, both had a violent magic reaction and both had to retreat. So Floyd had to recover from the altercation before activating the water stars.

In that time, king Radius announces his wedding with countess Cassandra. This, of course, is making Stella very angry. Now Idia could only do oh so much and his parents will also attend. Cassandra had no word in that aspect at least.

Cue crashing the wedding in grand style. But it's OK, it's for saving the world and avoiding a mass political scandal and also some future wars. Plus Stella said it's alright. :3

And FINALLY, we get permanently rid of Cassandra and Chimera's influence on Radius. The wedding was dropped off and Stella has her dad back in full health and conscious.

And as such, once Floyd was back in full force, he was able to easily tap into the water stars and resonate with them. He gave them back to the winx, but he warned that they are very volatile when they come in contact with the dragon flame. As such, Floyd did keep one water star for himself, later on giving it to Jade. If anything were to go to shit, Jade would be able to heal up his brother using the water star.

After some thinking and a long night of research in the aincent library, the Requix group realised something: Valtor never attacked Alfea properly. The trix only stirred some chaos there from what they recall, but Valtor personally didn't go for the archive.

This also follows some period of actually attending courses properly and taking exams. Really the group's social life at NRC was in shambles. Most times, the group would invite Riddle over to do homework together. Sometimes Kalim also tagged along.

For Sebek at least, since he made a truce with Malleus, he didn't really take in account that Lilia and Silver weren't aware of what happened on Eraklyon. The constant approaching from the 2 got the group to mobilise more quick. It was akin to a reflex. In the end, if Sebek managed to get Malleus to understand, he is confident Lilia and Silver will also understand.

Thankfully, Sebek first tackles Silver, who also apologised first for his ignorance. He didn't mean to take credit for Sebek and his group's work and as such, he understood pretty quick that friendship was off the table for now. They could at least be classmates and study buddies for now. For Lilia, it took some convincing, but in the end, he also left Sebek to do his own thing. Surprisingly he was the most stubborn of all. U-Ub

With those 2 out of the way, finally the group could say that now, no one in school will ever pose as a distraction. Sure there were some 3rd and 4th years who still didn't get over with our group. Mostly for what they pulled during previous years, which now put them in a bad light. (see S4-exams and S6) it was much more simple to ignore them, eventually use a counterspell for their little 'pranks'.

There were also the training with the RSA specialists. Oh they were going down. Sum training never brings bad. >:3c

As such, when Valtor challenges the old company of light to a duel, using the dissappearance of cloud tower as a bargain chip, our Bois immediately head to Alfea, while the winx go to cloud tower, using the water stars to undo Valtor's spell of invisibility. As such, they could immediately prevent Valtor from taking anything from the archive while the winx returned with the water stars and weakened him enough.

So finally, Epel summons the magic lock, but before he could actually use it, Valtor brings up some 'info' about Bloom's birth parents, which makes her to stop Epel from proceeding with the sealing and thus, allowing Valtor to escape.

This time, Ortho brings it up, saying that it's utter bullshit. Valtor couldn't have kept their souls inside of him. Otherwise his body would be taken over by the 2. No matter how powerful he was, he was weakened many times, which immediately would grant the 'souls' inside to take over. It was a cheap trick and Bloom fell for it. Valtor was simply pushing on her buttons to buy time and escape every time he was cornered.

Sebek clears it out: weather he knew or not, Valtor will never tell Bloom anything about her parents. As such it's better to just capture him in the box and leave it at that. There are many other methods they could use to find her birth parents.

In truth, our Requix squad were absolutely done and over with Valtor. Oh how much would they want to punt the guy in a wall. You know? Why not punch that pretty face? But of course, they couldn't voice this out. The last thing they needed was to put up bad with the winx. :'3

So here it comes a big chase for Valtor. Firstly, in the cloud tower, to finally free it from any of the influence Valtor had. Bloom searches for the ancestral witches, with the help of Ortho, who's tapping in his disenchantix powers to at least grab the ancestral witches's attention. They do listen to him, Ortho marking as the bridge in between the 2 parties. The ancestral witches do seem to have some resentment for Valtor, confirming that indeed he lied about Bloom's birth parents. They were cooperating now with information for Bloom, just so they can still screw over with Valtor, ya know? Priorities. :3

Cue Trix getting also disenchantix, even so, that didn't stop Sebek to charge straight through them and leave the 3 witches at the mercy of the rest of the group. Epel follows suit after Sebek, both using clavix to find Valtor and confront him 2 on 1.

Valtor does manage to flee unfortunately. And as such, they were again unsuccessful. Their only win was that finally Griffin and Azul could return to the cloud tower. And just like anyone expected, after an investigation, no sign of Valtor was found. Man dipped with the Trix and spells too.

So Wut to do? Of course look everywhere for that fucker. They couldn't possibly let Valtor escape again. Fortunately, they do find him. Unfortunately, Valtor has the spell of 4 elements and thus, he's going nuts with it.

This goes more or so like in cannon. They free off the spells and Valtor, high on power, doesn't notice it. The Trix already abandoned his ass, so when Epel summoned that magilock box, it was easy to get Valtor dragged inside, via a convergence spell.

Imagine poor Azul, trying to have some peace and quiet after this whole mess, only for our favorite group of mfs to come to him like 'hey... Your majesty... We need a portal to oblivion to throw sum trash...'. This time Azul doesn't complain, because he personally wanted to throw in Valtor. Like... It's a want for everyone in the end. :3

Yes, the Requix squad and the twins still use 'your majesty' to tease on Azul. It's their lil inside joke since still the fact that he is emperor didn't come out. (see S5 ending)

And as such, to celebrate, a big party was thrown at Alfea. This time, nothing crashed it down, which frankly was a miracle. :'3

This also marks the end of the year for our group, which ends up with them officially getting their titles of guardian fairies. They finished NRC after all. Leona was the one who gave each of them the said titles. :D

And that would be how everything ends up.

Sebek gets his job as a guard for Malleus, later on being promoted to general.

Ortho took on STIX duties, later on taking as the new director after Idia married and got in the Draconia royal family.

Epel was working at the farm, being also the village protector. It was a simple and happy life for him.

Jack also followed Epel's ways, except that he got himself a place in the rescue forces, mainly since he was living in a touristic mountain area and it was bound to be accidents in there that needed intervention.

Ace got himself a nice secure place as a duke, his brother as prince consort to the future queen. :3

And finally, Deuce was promoted to a guard and also advisor, as he was a nymph. So he and Ace got themselves a pretty nice spots as a duo, later on more than that. ;3

And it is done! The 7th and last LAST season of the winx Au :3

Maybe at one point I would also draw the Bois's fairy forms... Who knows... Maybe y'all want to imagine them differently... Even so, there will be glaring differences from the cannon winx transformations, but ya know... I wanna keep a similar pattern, but with some ✨flair✨.

I say this as I am still an absolute mess at designing....

Thankfully, I already drew down on the notebook the wings's overall forms and also notes for season looks(except S7)... Ya know... To keep it consistent. :3

Until next time! Buh bye!

#twisted wonderland #twst #winx au #I SWEAR THIS IS THE LAST ONE #I promise I'll do just memes on it from now on U-U9 #But hey... It is what it is :v

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hirazuki · 2 years ago

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Would you do 2, 33, and 34 for the ask game, please?

Hi! Sure!!

I answered 2 here!

33. the last adventure you’ve been on?

Ohoho, it was the summer of 2018 and my sister and I decided to pack up our dogs and take a roadtrip to the coast -- we grew up virtually in the sea, and living so far away (i.e. further than a 10 min drive) from swimmable salt water for so long has been very weird and we hit a high point of longing for it -- so, a week-long vacation it was.

There was a huge accident on the freeway as we were on our way, so instead of being stuck in backed-up traffic for countless hours, we decided to take the old highways. You know, the scenic route....... through very rural, very remote, very endless........ um. hm. Americana, for lack of a better word. I thought I had seen Things™ when I lived in upstate NY. Nope. Nowhere close. I've done some pretty insane traveling (2 am on Turkish back roads that are unpaved, while a military base turns its search lights on you and there are dogs barking behind chicken-wire fencing and guys with automatic rifles? 👌), but this was actually the freakiest experience by far. Uncanny valley. Time-loop zone. I swear the clock was stuck on 2pm for hours. We got caught up in some kind of off-the-road grounds (I swear it was a weird unmarked government facility, because I couldn't find it on any map) that got our GPS all wonky and we couldn't find the way out and kept going in circles but there was no signage anywhere, just unmarked roads, so we literally were going off of "I think I saw that tree seven minutes ago"???? There was a guy with a straw hat and a pitchfork just chilling in the middle of nowhere by the road at the base of the mountains (literally no sign of habitation within miles)?? I thought he was a scarecrow at first. Like, I knew that shows like Supernatural and stuff are obviously based somewhat on reality, but I thought they really exaggerated the backwater horror aspect. I was so very wrong.

I legit thought we'd disappear and no one would hear from us again. I have never been more grateful for my cargo van and the amount of gas it can hold. To top it off, when we got to our destination, it was far more hmm. touristy? -- but like the really fake, Stepford-smile, we'll-kill-you-in-your-sleep type -- than we had been led to believe, far more expensive than we anticipated, it was thunderstorming and freezing (... in August T_T It had been 90 degrees F/32 degrees C when we set out), so we couldn't swim; my sis ended up getting food poisoning, so we went home the very next day. The weather was brilliant and sunny and perfect beach weather as we drove away.

The dogs, in case you're wondering, had a blast.

This European is still recovering from the experience. It was certainly. An Adventure.

(completely miserable at the time, but it makes for very fun memories now!)

34. is there a song you know every word to by heart?

Ha, so, every song that I really like I end up memorizing all the words to. Literally every one, by heart. Even if it's in a foreign language. And I'll remember them years down the line, too. I don't really do it consciously, though, it just happens over time; I guess it's just how I partake of music?

#thanks for the ask!!!#hmm 2018 was longer ago than i've been thinking i'm now realizing #i suppose this means i'm due for another adventure soonish? ^^#hopefully more pleasant this time lmao

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sobcat · 2 years ago

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01. Notes on London

A little blog entry on my vacation and future.

It takes a lot for me sometimes to take myself serious. After my vacation to London I’ve wanted to write a little bit, a small collection and conclusions of said vacation. It’s been about three weeks since I left my flat to take the nightbus to the airport (mind you, way too early) and I’ve kind of hoped to find the perfect words for this quite expensive endeavour, but just like any inanimate objects can’t move towards you the perfect words didn’t either. In the end it’s the same lesson again and again, and while I seem to learn that inaction leads to inaction I just can’t apply that properly [...]

In 2019 I’ve visited London with my family and a close friend, us two trying to soak up every possibility out of each hour of the day, leaving the very British Airbnb at 8am and returning at 8pm. I was maybe 15, almost 16, and honestly didn’t expect myself to have some kind of profound realisation about the path I want to take with my life through leaving my usual environment. But I loved London and knew I’d return one day. Before I did, I went to Florence, Italy, an attempt at my first big girl solo travel, a few weeks after I turned 18 and with the money I earned through selling strawberries. In spite of my newfound impression of being all grown up I was terribly insecure and while independent, only so in theory. Still, absolutely lovely country.

My intention was never to go to London alone, a good friend of mine, Nugget (no that’s not her real name), and I have been daydreaming of going there while suffering in the last months before A-levels and graduation (nobody else was crying, shaking and throwing up like me during that time), however in the end she kind of bailed on me and I’ve decided that as always going alone is just easier. At least she gave me her oystercard (with -6P on it but I’ve healed).

I’m not going to waffle for long about all the great things I did (I could! Definitely could) so here is a very short list: ate amazing spicy Pho, went to every important museum, meet a lovely friend for the first time, saw art, walked enough for the next few months, bought 24 books deliberately on accident and slept in a pathetic hotel room. I had so much fun and on the second day when I stood on the millennium bridge, looking on the sunny skyline I truly realised I’m not home, I’m actually quite far away and it’s great! I left London four nights later already longing to come back.

I love the city. I live in the city, I need the city. Nonetheless London left me wanting to explore nature, not being able to even feel the presence of another being for kilometres. This isn’t an uncommon, special desire, most people at some point crave the wildness. I constantly consume media of people leaving everyday life for a roadtrip (Noah Caldwell-Gervais on YT), a hike or expedition. However I never wanted to experience that myself, I was happy watching. I’m not anymore. Again, I’ll return to London but not before leaving for more than just the city.

In terms of seeking a break from everyday life I was rewarded with a cut, almost a blackout, there’s before and after London now, like I’ve restarted the year on the 6th of February. I don’t feel much different now, not as motivated to finish my many projects as I hoped I’d be (you know, inaction and inaction) but I needed this more than I’d like to admit. A lot of my savings went into this and God! I needed to leave, and I need to leave again and probably I need to leave as often as it takes to realise that I won’t find myself far away where nobody knows me, but rather in the life I’ve been building for the past year.

To conclude this rather unorganized ramble (it’s really not that unorganized) I’m young, while I left behind the questioning unsure space between graduation and the next education (for now) and that’s for once perfectly fine, I don’t wish to grow up faster than time would allow me and honestly I just need to go on a long walk, think, and come back to repeat it all next week.

#my text xo #travels #if you read all of this #thank you

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adleryoung · 2 years ago

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The story room feels sad and empty, with the pumpkin-spiced scent of betrayal still lingering in the air. Was it worth it? Was it worth selling out the elf that has bared his soul for your entertainment, week after week, for years? You start to feel pangs of regret - especially since the Kringle hasn't yet delivered the Oscar Meyer Wiener whistles you were promised.

Suddenly the door opens and Adler walks in.

Greetings, loyal listeners! Wow! I feel so refreshed after my vacation! This is the first time in a long time that I actually had a pleasant December. It was the strangest thing. Right after I left here, I could tell I was being followed. No matter where I went, there they were, shadowing me. It's like the Kringle's agents knew exactly where I was at all times. I was convinced that one of you had betrayed me. I didn't want to pook away unless I was truly cornered, so I dashed into a train station to see if I could lose them in the general hubbub. In the restroom I took off my hat and tie so I could wash my face, and someone must have taken them by accident. The ones I found when I turned around looked similar, but were definitely different. I have to say, these are not as high quality as the ones I had. Also, the name "Stuart" is written inside the hat band, so this is obviously not mine.

But after that little switcheroo, the agents tailing me disappeared and I didn't see any trace of them for the entire month. I was able to check into a nice hotel, order room service, and laugh at terrible Christmas movies on lowfolk television. I actually had a pretty good time! Since the holiday is now past and the danger is over, I decided to come back before January and give my helper a break. Speaking of which, where is he? Tell me he at least showed up, and you haven't been just staring at the walls all month. Handsome guy with a goatee, wears shades and a hoodie, kind of a beatnik?

Okay, well, good to know he did make an appearance and mostly did his job … but he was slated to fill in all the way through the end of December. I can't believe he left early! What a lazy flake! He said he was my biggest fan too. You just can't trust people anymore. Oh well, I guess since he's not here, I won't have to give him the thank-you gifts I got for him. Aw, yuck! He even spilled coffee on the book! Well, I won't be asking him for help again any time soon. In fact, I'm crossing that guy's name off the guest list. Make a note that Alder Guyon is banned from the weekly story time.

Were did he leave off? It must be the page with the most coffee stains on it… Ahem

. . .

"And it goes beyond just getting better prizes," I continued my spiel. "Keep in mind that when I say 'doing good deeds' this doesn't mean what you probably think it means. What Fuma considers good and evil is subtly different from what this Cosmic Ram and Baby Bunny consider good and evil … or, to be more precise, what the Ram's priests want you to think is good and evil. What Rebecca told me about the Cosmic Ram in his early days made him sound pretty cool, but he's obviously changed. Lady Fuma is a goddess of Love and War, Passion and Fury, and she has consistently remained so. She never went through any paradigm shifts. Many things the Church of the Bunny declares to be taboo are perfectly fine in Fuma's eyes. Parties, revelries, and fun are not only tolerated but encouraged! If you want to wear all black and dress like a character from a children's book, you are free to do so. You can even dance naked in the rain if you really want to, though that sounds like a sure fire way to catch a cold."

"That does sound better than I thought it would," the duck muttered.

"But I really had my heart set on selling my soul to a primeval chaos demon," the vixen complained.

"Aye," Mother Didelphis agreed. "Not to a goddess. It's the principle of the thing."

"Fuma may not be evil," Rebecca piped up eagerly, "but she's still an ancient pagan deity that predates civilization. Paganism is TOTALLY witchy! Fuma's also really cool. She spoke to me in a vision!"

"I don't know …" Mother Didelphis dithered.

"What was the Raccoon Monster saying about being Unseelie?" the mouse (bear?) asked.

"HA!" I scoffed. "You want to learn about being Unseelie from the Raccoon Monster, then so be it! Never let it be said that Lord Randall forced a moral decision on his disciples! Also, don't say I didn't warn you! Wait just a moment and I'll wake her up. Abrakazam! Alley-ka-pocus!"

I waved my hands mystically and apported a bucket of water. The witches murmured and applauded politely.

I dumped the bucket over Burnside.

"WHY IN TARNATION'D YOU DO THAT?" she spluttered, jumping to her feet.

"Because it's time for you to get up," I informed her. "Now is your moment. I tried my best, but these witches seem dead set on being Unseelie. If you please, tell the coven exactly how you would go about doing that."

"All right!" Burnside cackled, shaking the water out of her fur. "Now yer talkin! So you gals wanna be Unseelie? Good choice! You won't regret it! First an' most important, you wanna always make sure yer knife is razor sharp. Whazzat? Ain't got a knife? Well then sister, GIT you one right quick! That's yer top priority. Why do you need it? Well, skippin ahead a bit, for starters, you're gonna have to …"

I'm not going to repeat all of Burnside's horrible monologue. Suffice it to say, within the first five minutes Mother Didelphis had fainted, the duck was curled up in an egg-like position and hopelessly weeping, Rebecca was desperately clutching her enormous ears in a futile attempt to block out Burnside's yammering voice, and the vixen was anxiously looking for a discreet place to vomit.

"And once you burrow into his chest cavity," Burnside continued enthusiastically, "if'n you grab onto the inside of his rib-cage, he can't pull you out."

"Dude," the bear (mouse?) grunted. "That is messed up."

#furry #elves #cartoon #story #plot #adventure #tboay

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peace-coast-island · 9 months ago

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Diary of a Junebug

Accepting the end of an era and the beginning of the unknown

This neon gyroid adventure kind of went off a tangent, though not in a bad way, just completely unexpected. Basically, it was just a fun, chill event accompanied by some friends and stuff. Marlo and Don happen to be the area as Don was doing an article on a former big name star attempting a comeback - long story short, that took another direction thanks to the wise words of a fellow former star.

In the meantime, Connie felt that some of their friends could use a bit of a break and felt that the camp was a good place for that. And on a bit of an unrelated note, a couple other friends decided to tag along as well to keep things lively - and also, who wouldn’t want to turn down a vacation? After all, when it comes to events, the more, the merrier!

So, along with Don and Marlo, Connie and Pai brought along Ayaka, Aurelie, Coralie, Fontaine, and Madeleine. For the latter three, it’s their first time out here, and especially for the latter two, they never really had many opportunities to travel far. In fact, they’ve never been outside of Marippe until joining Connie’s party not too long ago.

Coralie’s the newest member, having joined after working with Connie to solve a twenty year old cold case while working on a short film directed by Madeleine for a film festival. Ayaka was part of the film project as one of the lead roles as the younger sister while Coralie played the elder. Coralie said she kind of stumbled on the role by accident as she originally came on to be a consultant, only for Madeleine to encourage her to be in the spotlight after seeing how well she and Ayaka got along.

The film they made was an original script by an acquaintance of Connie and Pai’s who was running into a lot of trouble before filming even started. He has some ties to Sango, which was how he got Ayaka involved. Connie ran into to him while he was sort of having a meltdown over his misfortune and because they owed him a favor, they took that opportunity to help him out. So that’s how Madeleine and Coralie later got involved.

Thanks to Connie and Madeleine, things finally turned around. Though there were a lot of challenges along the way because of low budget, Silk Ribbons and Ochre Roses won an award, which wasn’t surprising considering who’s the director. The film’s not available yet, so Madeleine will let us know when it’ll be up as soon as she hears something. The story’s about two sisters on a journey to Heaven while getting revenge for their village’s demise, taking down any obstacle that gets in their way, inevitably putting their lives on the line. Sounds like an interesting movie and I can’t wait to see it.

As a result, Coralie and Ayaka became close friends and pen pals, bonding over their love of books and theater. According to Pai, Coralie can be intimidating, which is kind of expected from a captain from the security patrol, but outside of that, she’s a chill person who admits to being a bit of a nerd, especially when it comes to her favorite books. She certainly didn’t expect to make her acting debut in something directed by Madeleine out of all people, so she was pretty much like, “Wait, you’re serious? Hell yeah!” when Madeleine wanted her to be part of the cast.

Like Ayaka, Coralie didn’t have a lot of experience acting other than dabbling in theater. Of course, most of Madeleine’s experience comes from theater, so she made it work and helped the others transition into the medium. The whole thing surprisingly came together very well even though it was kind of cobbled together, so that’s really amazing.

And then after riding a high wave on the film’s success, Madeleine sort of came crashing down. It’s kind of a long story, and it sort of intertwines with Don’s assignment. Basically, Madeleine started considering her future after putting it off for so long - meaning, sorting out her affairs through a will and other legal stuff. Because they’ve known each other since forever and he will long outlive her, it makes sense that the one to execute her will and final wishes would be Fontaine.

500 years of working alongside each other is pretty much a big deal, and even though they’re no longer colleagues, they’re still friends. According to Fontaine, Madeleine was the one who shaped him to be the person he is today as the Guardian of Justice, a role he has taken seriously ever since being granted that position by her. He has, and always will have a lot of respect for her and what she’s done in ensuring that the people of Marippe have a future to wake up to. A lot of heavy stuff here.

Basically, Madeleine is like Eliane in which she was immortal, but then sacrificed her divinity for the greater good, essentially turning her into a human - an overpowered one, if you will. What that pretty much means is that she will eventually grow old and die like a human - except if it’s like Eliane, she still has a lot more time compared to normal humans. Still, that gives her, at best, maybe a century at most - assuming nothing bad happens before then. However, this is all conjecture, and something that really shouldn’t be dwelled on too much. It’s just that it’s kind of an adjustment to go from being immortal to mortal, so there’s some things Madeleine wants to get straight before it’s too late.

Unfortunately, life has a funny way of playing jokes on you. Obviously, Fontaine was concerned when she brought the subject of her will and final testament up, so she had to reassure him that she wasn’t planning on going anywhere anytime soon. Well, this where life sometimes likes to play jokes on you. Madeleine waved off her broken leg as some freak accident, but we later found out that there’s a lot more to it.

In the meantime, Don had a special assignment doing an exclusive article on Marilyn Bright, a now retired Broadway star who was super big back in the day. Marlo happens to be a huge fan of her as she was an inspiring role model for a lot of people in theater. Along with her talents, she was also known as a diva on and off stage, which made her even more notorious.

However, these days she’s considered a washed up celebrity. It’s not that she’s no longer good at what she does, it’s more like she’s been living in the past and using that to promote herself, which gets old quickly. It also doesn’t help that her attitude makes it difficult for others to work with her, which is believed to be the main reason why her fame declined. Looks like her big ego turned against her.

At first, he was reluctant because Marilyn was known to scare people off if their work wasn’t to her liking, but Marlo insisted. Things were rough at first, then Madeleine intervened and knocked Marilyn off her high horse. Turns out that Marilyn’s a fan of Madeleine, and of course, she asked if she was gonna made a comeback, to which she answered that she’s no longer interested in being in the spotlight and is perfectly content behind the scenes.

I think having Madeleine there to sort of rein Marilyn in helped a lot. Don said if it wasn’t for her, Marilyn probably would’ve kicked him out early on. She’s dealt with temperamental actors, so she knows what to do in order to get them to cooperate. She and Marlo also know how to appeal to her ego. A part of that involved getting the rest of us involved to give her moral support by showing Marilyn that she can still attract new fans.

As we kinda expected, a comeback didn’t happen for her. Except, this time she was okay with how things turned out. Aurelie thought it would be a good idea to go down memory lane and find some inspiration for Marilyn to reignite her spark for performing and that made her reevaluate things.

I have to say, it’s refreshing hearing stories about the past directly from the source that’s not glorified versions we hear in the media, but instead, something a lot more down to earth and real. As we got to know her more, she became less of a celebrity and more like an actual person with a lot of history and stories to tell. She definitely mellowed out compared to when we first met her.

I think while going down memory lane, it allowed Marilyn to look at her past in a different way. Madeleine said the same thing happened to her when Connie talked her into being an artistic consultant. She apparently hit the nail on the head when she figured out that Marilyn’s discontent comes from her always striving for the top and yet never be satisfied what she already has. It’s easy to be blinded by what you don’t have and what you should reach for that you fail to take notice of your surroundings.

To quote Marilyn, she’s been looking up for so long that it ended up giving her a crick in the neck and she developed tunnel vision, a sentiment that Madeleine experienced herself. I think it’s easy to be lured into having to be better and better, to aim high and to never be satisfied until you surpass expectations. But it’s not healthy to always aim for the pinnacle, especially if that’s the only direction you intend to go.

I’m glad that Marilyn came to the realization that her worth’s not defined by her fame and popularity. She made a mark in musical theater, and that’s not something to take lightly. Fame is fleeting, but legacy is forever. Like Madeleine said, it’s not stardom she’s been after these days, it’s the fear of being forgotten. Even if she’s no longer a big name star, I don’t think she’ll be fading into obscurity any time soon.

Once she accepted that her days of being a celebrity are over, Marilyn decided that it was time to bow out for good and enjoy her retirement. She said her last major role was a fitting swan song anyway, and she should have left it at that, ending on a high note. After all, she’s in her 80s now - though she doesn’t look or act like it- and while she’s still active, she’s not so keen on trying to keep up with everything like when she was young. Funny how clear things can finally become once you’re honest with yourself and what you want.

And that’s about the gist of it. Well, for Marilyn, that is. Don’s working on the article, so I’m looking forward to reading it when it comes out. Good to see that she’s ready to move on into a new phase of her life rather than get stuck living in the past. If only life can easily be wrapped up like that.

As for Madeleine and Fontaine, that sort of side tangent has made them really consider their futures. Especially in Fontaine’s case - hopefully not anytime soon - what things will be like for him when Madeleine’s no longer around.

Even with a long lifespan, immortals still can be killed, and most of them die with a lot of unfinished business that those they left behind are still trying to pick up the pieces from. Because of the mess their predecessor left behind regarding bearing the burden of confronting the calamity that would befall Marippe in the future, it makes sense that Madeleine didn’t want her successors to go through the ordeal of carrying the weight of the past to ensure another tomorrow.

Though, considering what she unintentionally put Fontaine through, she figured that an immortal is bound to leave behind some sort of burden, especially on those who they are close to. I guess that’s a price you pay for living so long and being a witness to history. I don’t know who said this - probably Raiden - something along the lines of the more older they get, the less they understand because they might have seen too much and that clouds their judgement. It’s not so much that immortals tend to think they’re invincible, it’s more like their sense of time is kinda warped as time has usually been on their side. So for most immortals, their deaths are usually sudden, without warning, and often full of regrets.

Madeleine mentioned that she suffered a lot these past few centuries, all for Marippe’s sake. And while she’d willingly sacrifice herself again if another disaster were to happen, there’s no guarantee that she would survive the mental anguish. She never went into much detail about her past, but I get the idea that Madeleine went through a lot - which is an understatement, I know. For someone who was a witness to a lot of not so good things, the pain and suffering she had to endure is unimaginable, especially for a mere short life mortal like me. It’s no wonder why she fell into a depressed state even after the disasters were averted.

From my understanding, Madeleine had to constantly pretty much put on an act - multiple acts, really. The way she described it, initially, she kinda saw it as acting in a play. Seems simple enough, right? But then things got complicated and she had to put on multiple faces, different personas, play by all kinds of rules, pulling strings left and right, all for the sake of keeping the peace and appeasing the general public. Politics, always complicated stuff.

While her dramatic and charismatic persona was what made her popular among the people, there were a select few who could see through her facade, Fontaine being one of them. However, she had no choice but to push those like him away, because she knew the second she let a tiny bit of her true self show, it’ll be harder to keep up an act. She was playing a dangerous game, so she didn’t want any one else to become a potential target because they were close to her.

Eventually, Madeleine lost her sense of self to the point that she was simply going through the motions, describing herself as some sort of trophy that’s always on display, shiny on the outside, dull and hollow on the inside. All everyone saw was the surface because she couldn’t let anybody get too close, and that took a toll on her. She admitted that she already broke a long time ago, but the reason why she kept going was because she just didn’t know what else to do because she had long forgotten her old self. Not to mentioned that if she failed, she would never forgive herself. To carry the weight of the world in your hands like that, I don’t know how she managed to survive.

Connie and Fontaine pointed out that Madeleine was the overtly sacrificial type - if the fates told her that she had to spill her blood in order to restore order amidst chaos, she would plunge a sword through her heart without hesitation. She willingly became a pawn in order to avert a disaster that wouldn’t take place until centuries later by forming a pact with Lady Roselyne and dedicated her life to maintaining that delicate balance of nature. Once the disaster was averted, she felt empty, not knowing what to do with herself afterwards, while for everyone else, it’s back to business as usual.

It took some time for Madeleine to finally regain her footing - with a bit of pushing and prodding here and there. Everyone assumed that she’d resume her acting career since theater had always been her thing. But after the ordeal she’s been through, putting on an act and all that, it makes sense why she’d be averse to that. Aside from an emergency cover, Madeleine has no other plans for her acting career at the moment. She’s perfectly satisfied working behind the scenes as a director and consultant, something that allows her to finally be herself as well as show off her strengths as an artist.

Still, even with a new lease on life, that doesn’t mean the past is completely out of the way. Madeleine originally said her broken leg was the result of some freak accident and left it at that. But then, while running around, we found out that there’s more to it. Basically, she also got stabbed and her wound somehow reopened, resulting in a trip to the ER. Well, that’s a jarring omission. But I get why she and Fontaine wanted to keep things quiet, which was the main reason why Connie brought them out here. Thankfully, she’s okay and Fontaine’s making sure she doesn’t move around too much.

As for what happened, Connie said someone from her past had a score to settle with her. Things got physical, so Connie had to subdue the other person. Madeleine thought she could cover it up, but obviously that didn’t work as Fontaine soon found out and was understandably paranoid about her safety afterwards. The broken leg was nothing, but being stabbed in the chest is a pretty big fucking deal.

And this was like a couple days after she was reassuring Fontaine that she wasn’t planning on dying anytime soon. See what I mean when I say that life can sometimes play cruel jokes like that?

She really just casually dropped the fact that she did in fact die for like a couple minutes, but they aggressively revived her, so it’s all good - I guess? Damn, I guess being immortal kind of desensitizes you to this kind of thing. Fontaine and Connie obviously didn’t think her sort of joking tone was funny though, especially since Fontaine was said to be on the verge of a nervous breakdown when he realized the severity of the situation. Who can blame him?

So he was kind of freaking out when he saw the blood - as any reasonable person would because it was a lot, not to mention that she was wearing a white shirt. Thankfully, it was only a superficial wound, just some loose stitches or something, so they just cleaned the wound up, added some extra bandages, and let her go. It wasn’t like she was running around doing flips or something - she’s on crutches, after all - it might be the crutches, I don’t know, but it’s just one of those things that randomly happens?? Scary. Well, as long as Madeleine’s okay and not in danger of bleeding out then I guess it’s all good. Knock on wood to be safe.

I’d say Fontaine, despite being on edge the whole time, is handling things as best he could. While he was fretting over her, Madeleine told him she already lectured him once and doesn’t have the energy to go over all that again. But she did keep reassuring him that she was fine, she’s safe, and all that. Meanwhile, he kept apologizing for not being able to intervene even though there was nothing he could’ve done. He’s usually a calm and composed person, so it was a bit startling to see him so frantic. It’s obvious how much he cares about her.

Considering that Fontaine and Madeleine are around the same age and have pretty much known each other for most of their lives, I get why Fontaine’s being overprotective. After all, it must be hard for him to accept that there will be a time when the one person who’s always been by his side will no longer be around, and it’s clear how upsetting that is to him.

Madeleine, on the other hand, seemed kind of surprised that he felt so strongly about it. The way she saw it, she just made sure her affairs were sorted out and expected him to handle the rest when the time comes. She’s accepted her fate, honestly not really feeling any strong feelings about it. She just didn’t realize how it would affect Fontaine because it never occurred to her how much he cares about her. It’s easy to underestimate the effect you have on others, especially when you don’t really have a high opinion of yourself.

Aurelie said that since stepping down from the Court, Madeleine tried to distance herself from former colleagues like Fontaine, Josette, and herself. Even now, she’s still kinda hesitant to reach out to them even though all three are open to being friends with her. Fontaine goes out of his way to make sure she’s doing all right, though because he’s a bit socially awkward when it comes to delicate situations, Aurelie believes that’s why things are kinda lopsided between him and Madeleine. She also said that Josette’s in a similar position where she wants to help Madeleine as much as she can, but doesn’t want to overstep, especially if the other party’s hesitant and she herself isn’t the best at getting the message across. Sounds like a complicated situation, though it sounds like they’re all trying to work things out.

Things have finally calmed down after that, so we’re just taking it super easy now. We have enough gyroids anyway and crafting is a chill activity. Aurelie and Marlo thought it was a good idea to basically push Fontaine and Madeleine to a corner so they could finally get some things out in the open. Although they already talked it out once, it’s clear that they still have a lot of unresolved stuff to tackle. Given their long history together, it’s gonna take a lot more than a couple serious heart-to-hearts before they can finally bridge the gap between them.

That said, I have faith that things will work out for them and make the most out of the time they have together. The future is full of unknowns, so it’s good to hold on to something or someone you can rely on, especially when you know that there’ll be a time when you have to part ways. To quote Connie, the life of an immortal is often a long and lonely road.

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June 9th- Shinkansen to Kyoto

Here we go, round 2. Today our class is traveling to Kyoto via the bullet train, or the Shinkansen as they call it in Japan. Have you ever seen the movie bullet train? It's pretty good, give it a watch. I started my morning by beginning to pack up the last of my belongings. I had some stray clothes and items lying around that I had to stuff into my duffel, but somehow it all fits. We get to the station after an uncomfortable train ride, as it was packed and I had a backpack that took up the space of a whole other person. Looked around the station a bit and finally boarded the bullet train. Plenty of room and i finally got the window seat. I've been snuffed out of window seats all the time this trip, so I'm glad I got my win where it counts. The train ride over was fast and pretty. I got to see parts of the countryside, rice farms, Nagoya, and all sorts of towns. I will note that it was not a clear day, so Japan looked a little bleak and sad, and industrial. We arrived and some goofy goobers didn't get off the train. Man, I'm getting tired of traveling in such a big group. People are loud, taking up the road, crossing the crosswalk while it's red obliviously, and getting lost and late for everything. All this money and time to get here just to wait around for some people who act like it's a Miami vacation. I feel bad for our tour guide. She's so nice and sweet and these University of Florida goons are making her work to the bone over the dumbest things. My restaurant, leisure, and overall experience have been fantastic when I move alone or with my roommate, so the problem is quite obvious. Anyway, we get to our stay and it's nice. The view from the balcony is great and I like the freedom these door keys offer over our other stay that had 1 key at the front desk. I decided to explore after a little nap and ended up back at Ippudo Ramen. It was completely on accident, but I won't complain, as it's the best bowl I've had here in Japan so far, even though the one I had in Tokyo was better because I had company. I then went and browsed around Kyoto station, and played the Initial D arcade game with some Japanese schoolkid. He was a pretty good racer and I had fun.

The readings really spoke to me about how brilliant the Shinkansen really was and how it untied Japan in a way like never before. Distances that were once seen as too large were now accessible without the need to build an airport. The train goes something like 200mph which is crazy fast for passenger rail. Now you have Japanese people accessing different parts of Japan in larger numbers, bolstering the economy, jobs, and overall growth of the country. The bullet train wasn't just a wonder in engineering, but a miracle for the country.

I hope you'll forgive me, because my GoPro was in my bag on the train so I couldn't get some pictures on the train.

Here is Kyoto instead

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luci-in-trenchcoats · 3 years ago

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A Place To Call Home: Canada Trip

Summary: The reader and Jensen are up in Canada a year after their unfortunate accident to have some fun. When the reader starts to question if she’s a little too boring for her age, she and Jensen end up deciding what happens in Vancouver, stays in Vancouver...

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Pairing: Jensen x foster daughter!reader

Word Count: 6,800ish

Warnings: language, heavy drinking, drunk life talks, legal drug use, minor frightening incident, fluff

A/N: This part takes place after the Santa’s Letters timestamp. Enjoy!

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“Sorry we missed the string lights,” said your dad as you walked over the bridge. You stopped and looked down to the water below. “Y/N.”

“Hm?” you said.

“You’ve been distracted since we got on the plane this morning,” he said. “Are...you did want to come to the canyon park for our trip right?”

“No of course. I love this place, even if we nearly died trying to get here last time,” you said. You walked again, waiting for him to catch up when you got off of it and onto the trail.

“What’s in that head of yours?” he asked, tucking a stray piece of hair behind your ear.

“I’m twenty eight. We adopted Allie when we were 25. I got married at 23, engaged at 22. Besides TJ and like JJ, you’re my closet friend and you’re my dad. My fifty one year old father.”

“Sit,” he said, walking over to a bench. You sighed as you sat, watching him settle in beside you, fixing his winter coat. “What’s wrong? Do...we can go home if-”

“Hey. I like having you as a best friend,” you said with a smile. He grinned and his cheeks flushed. “Are you blushing?”

“Shut up. What are you talking about, tall munchkin?”

“Just...did I lose every chance of being a kid and doing stupid shit and...I’m the most well behaved person in their twenties in existence. I lost being a kid and a teenager a lot and most of college was trying to fit in again and figure out who I actually am and…”

“Where’s the but coming?” he asked.

“You did a lot of dumb shit. You had fun. When you were my age you weren’t stressing over your retirement plan and that they moved the fucking chicken at the grocery store again and you didn’t go to bed at ten on a Saturday night.”

“We had very different lives,” he said.

“Yeah but you were somehow responsible and had fun. I just...I don’t even know what I’m saying.”

“Vegas rules?” he said with a smirk. You raised an eyebrow and he shrugged. “What happens on vacation stays on vacation? We could have some fun.”

“What kind of fun?”

“We could go get drunk and not like tipsy either. I mean like let’s get you hammered, get you to do some karaoke bar or something.”

“I would kill you...but I could get drunk?”

“Alright. Sounds like a plan. You know Thomas could offer to be the designated driver more often, let you cut loose too. There’s not an age limit on fun,” he said.

“Yeah but I don’t like getting that wasted in public. It’s not really safe,” you said. “Not unless somebody’s really watching your back.”

He held up a finger and took out his phone, smiling as he tapped and put it up to his ear.

“Hey Cliffy,” he said. You made grabby hands and he chuckled, putting it on speaker.

“Hi Uncle Cliffy,” you said.

“Hey kiddo. Keeping him out of trouble for me?”

“They don’t pay you enough,” you said, getting put in a headlock for that.

“You mind working tonight Cliffy? Kiddo and I want to have a good time but-”

“But need someone to watch your perky ass? Yeah, I’m free anytime after eight.”

“Awesome. We’ll probably grab dinner and then head out. I’ll call you around nine to come keep an eye on us?” he asked.

“You sneak off on me I’ll kill ya kid,” he said. “I’m serious.”

“Mhm,” said your dad as he rolled his eyes. “I’m not forty anymore, Cliffy.”

“The fact you raise children scares me.”

“We’ll catch ya later,” he said before he hung up.

“So what’d you do what you were forty?” you asked. He winced and you crossed your arms. “Vegas rules, remember?”

“Jared and I may have gotten a little pot on a con weekend. It was Washington so perfectly legal but...not exactly the safest thing to be that impaired in a city you don’t know on your own. He kinda reamed our asses out over it. Made us take a fucking safety course.”

“A safety course?” you laughed. “On what?”

“You know how I got a few restraining orders? Yeah, those kinds of people,” he said.

“Oh. Like that course they made us take during freshman forum,” you said. He shook his head and slumped down in his seat. “I knew you’ve smoked pot before.”

“Have you?” he asked.

“Yeah. A few houses before yours one of my foster brothers was a dealer. He let us have some sometimes. I don’t like the smoking part of it.”

“I smoked,” he said. “I’m not really proud of that.”

“It is kinda disgusting,” you said.

“Haven’t smoked a thing since I was younger than you.”

“Good. I hope you don’t ever again. But I thought you said you guys got pot.”

“It’s the twenty first century. I can get pot and gummy bears at the same time?” he chuckled. “Double win.”

“Weed’s legal here you know,” you said with a shrug.

“You’re a little fucking degenerate and I’m glad my raising of you is finally shining through,” he said. “One rule though.”

“For the hotel room, duh.”

“I know that, dumbass. I meant nothing and I mean nothing on this trip is ever spoken of to your mother, understood?”

“Agreed. Even if she’s the adventurous one,” you said as you stood up. He stared up at you and you laughed. “Sex off topic?”

“Save that for when I’m intoxicated,” he said. “First though, I have a perfect idea to fill the rest of our time.”

“I can’t believe I went bungie jumping,” you said a few hours later as you were driving back down to Vancouver. “That was so fucking cool!”

“See now when you tell your kids you did that shit when they’re teenagers they’ll just shrug and be like sure you did and you’ll think I was cool you little shit with your phone and fifteen sleepovers planned out like a convention schedule.”

“You glad you got that off your chest?” you laughed.

“Yes, I am,” he said, going quiet as you drove down the other side of the highway past where the accident had been about fourteen months earlier.

“How’s your leg lately?” you asked.

“It’s good. Muscle mass finally came back in the fall I want to say. Doc said I could go run a marathon on it if I wanted to. Told him good luck with that.”

“They put up a sign,” you said.

“Hm?”

“In the mirror,” you said. “They put up a sign on the other side of the road and a overhead light it looks like.”

“Good. Won’t happen to someone else now,” he said. He was quiet and you turned up the heat when it started to rain. “I never properly thanked you.”

“Dad-”

“You saved my life and I was a dick that first month home when we were both hurt and recovering and I never thanked you and all you did was take care of me and help get the guys to school and games and make dinners and I never thanked you for any of it.”

“You being alive was sort of thanks enough,” you said quietly.

“Someday I won’t be here.”

“Way to make the fun weekend fun,” you said.

“I’m just saying...I’m glad I got to be your dad.”

“102, pops. I’m holding you to what you promised,” you said.

“You gonna be okay if I bit the big one?”

“Eventually,” you said. “Just do it in a less traumatic fashion alright? I know you actors gotta be such show offs.”

“I’m gonna let that one slide and instead you can pick out a restaurant for us to go to tonight.”

“Anything you in the mood-” you said before he slammed on the brakes when the car in front of you stopped. You got pushed backwards, one of his hands gripping the wheel tight, the other shoving you back into your own seat. The car started to drive again and you both took deep breaths. “Why don’t I drive?”

He didn’t argue and pulled over, swapping seats before you pulled out and back onto the highway.

“You okay?” you asked.

“Yeah. You were gonna drive back anyways,” he said. “You alright?”

“Yeah. I was gonna say I was in the mood for a good burger,” you said.

“There’s a place downtown I took mom to once. Always meant to get back there,” he said. He looked out the window and you changed lanes, going past the person who had stopped before, watching him relax out of the corner of your eye.

“So this place got good dessert too?”

“This burger is awesome,” you said a few hours later. “I see how this sealed the deal with mom.”

“She told you about this place,” he said, dipping a fry in some ketchup.

“I know you proposed the next day,” you said.

“Almost did it that night,” he said, eating for a moment as you took a sip of his bourbon. “Fell in love with her in a week. Took years to get off my ass and say anything.”

“Still beat TJ,” you said.

“You were young. Don’t know how the boy suffered that long without asking you out to be honest,” he said, picking up a charred jalapeno slice and popping it in his mouth.

“I was his first girlfriend,” you said. “Turns out you’re both shy.”

“Thank goodness for you and your mother then,” he chuckled. “You know that kid loved you from the moment he met you, don’t you.”

“Yeah, at least that part you can’t explain,” you said.

“When did you finally admit that was there for you?” he asked.

“By the end of freshman year I think I told myself it wasn’t just a crush. I loved my best friend and that was terrifying.”

“It is, isn’t it,” he said with a soft smile.

“I couldn’t lose him, not when I let him in so deep. He didn’t even have to work for it and that used to make me so mad, like he had some free pass and I didn’t understand.”

“Kid’s your soulmate,” he said. “You can’t explain it until you experience it.”

“You really think he’s my soulmate?” you asked, munching on a mushy fry.

“He’s your soulmate,” he said with a smirk.

“What makes you so sure?”

“Because he could hurt you the most but he’s the one person you’ve never been afraid of. You let him in when you don’t let people in. You’d been with us a year and a half when you met him. You weren’t perfect, it wasn’t all better back then. It’ll never be all better. You still called me Jensen back then. But that kid made you smile like you were every other person falling in love. You told him things you don’t tell anyone. He’s the only person in the world you’ve ever willingly told it all to. Honey I knew the first day you brought him over you were gonna marry him.”

“You did?” you asked quietly.

“He was in the room when you started calling me dad. Thomas is special and we’ve always known that.”

You ate the last of your burger and wiped off your hands, your dad sliding the boozy milkshakes menu over to you as he finished up.

“You were different with him after that vacation after the resort,” you said. “You’d always been nice to each other but TJ was...you were both more open with each other. You weren’t just my dad after that to him.”

“Well we both knew odds were very high I was about to be his father-in-law,” he chuckled.

“Dad.”

“We talked one night when you were in bed.”

“Dad.”

“That’s a private conversation between Thomas and I,” he said.

“Was it cause he asked to marry me?”

“No,” he said, eating the last of your fries from your plate. “He didn’t ask that.”

“If he didn’t ask to marry me what did you talk about?”

“He wanted to know if he was good enough for you,” he said. You stared at him and he smiled. “He didn’t want you to have anything less than you deserved. That told me what I needed to know about exactly the kind of man he was.”

“What if I hadn’t found him?” you asked.

“You would have found him eventually. I met your mother years before we dated. These things have a way of working out the way they’re supposed to. I mean, if you two weren’t together, you would never have found Allie, maybe no one would have. I don’t try to figure out what the plan is, I just hang on for the ride.”

“I have nightmares about that sometimes, if no one had found her,” you said.

“But you did and you gave her a mom and dad,” he said. “A safe place to grow up and be loved. I know you two made some sacrifices to do that for her.”

“I’d give up anything for her,” you said. “Her or Colin.”

“It’s fun when they’re little...and the teenage years are a little rough...but they grow up and they’re pretty cool when that happens,” he said. “Your sister is starting to get out of her teenage angst phase a bit more. Hanging out with dad is cool again.”

“Wait until she gets to college and she goes to a sorority house and she finds a fucking supernatural poster on the wall of hot guys,” you said. He nearly spit out his drink but swallowed it down, cracking up as you nodded. “There is nothing more horrifying in life, I swear.”

“She might be spared,” he chuckled.

“She just started watching The Boys. Soldier Boy, episode six,” you said, sipping down the rest of his drink as he groaned. “Thanks for that warning by the way.”

“Oh...I forgot about that,” he chuckled.

“How do you forget getting butt ass naked for work?” you said.

“I don’t know but he sure as shit has a hell of an ass,” said a man behind you. You turned and went wide eyed when you saw the man stop at the table, your dad grinning and standing up. “Hey Jay. Been awhile.”

“Hey! You look great. You in town filming?” asked your dad.

“Yeah, head home in a few weeks,” he said, smiling as he looked down at you. “You must be Y/N. You had the awesome Solider Boy outfit for Halloween.”

“Uh, yeah,” you said, glancing down at your lap.

“She loves Homelander,” said your dad.

“I do not!” you said, snapping your head up. “He’s delusional.”

“Oh I learned that years ago,” he said. “I’m Antony.”

“Y/N...but you knew that,” you said, looking down again.

“You got plans?” asked your dad.

“Just grab a drink to get out of the apartment for a few hours,” he said.

“Wanna hang with us?” asked your dad. “We’re having a bit of what happens in Vancouver stays in Vancouver vacation.”

“Now that’s when your parents get fun is when you get drunk with them,” said Antony. He tilted his head and you shifted in your seat. “I wouldn’t want to get in the way of your dad daughter time though.”

“She’s just shy around some of my friends,” said Jensen.

“Well if she is she gets it from you,” he said. “I wouldn’t mind the chance to catch up with an old friend if I’m not intruding.”

“You’re cool,” you said, forcing your head up.

“Wow your face is so red,” said your dad.

“At least my ass isn’t permanently out in the world for everyone to see.”

“I like your sassy child,” chuckled Antony.

“Y/N, scoot over. I’m gonna get a refill. Ant?”

“Whatever you’re buying is fine with me,” he said.

“You want a milkshake?” asked your dad as he slowly backed up.

“Yes please,” he said as you held up a hand.

“Be right back,” he said as you slid over in the booth, Antony taking a seat.

“So how’s your guy’s vacation so far? Do anything fun?” he asked.

“We went bungie jumping this afternoon after we went to the canyon park up North,” you said.

“Really? That’s awesome. I never would have done something like that with my dad when I was your age. Not sure I’d do it now to be honest and this is coming from a Kiwi,” he said.

“He bought weed gummies for later back at the hotel too.”

“Yeah, your dad is officially cooler than mine,” he said. “You did the set design on The Veranda Project movie right?”

“Yeah, last year. How’d you know that?”

“It’s what I’m up here filming. It’s one of the coolest sets I’ve ever seen. You got a real eye for that sort of thing.”

“I get to use my architecture degree that way still. Plus side jobs like that are fun when the deadlines aren’t so bad.”

“When I was filming with your dad back on The Boys, I think you’d just taken a management job at the brewery? He bragged about you running the place by the time you were thirty.”

“Vice President of Distribution,” you said.

“Oh fancy,” he said. “Is it fun working with your parents? I put up a shed with my dad once and I don’t think I could survive an actual job.”

“They’re more like owners I suppose. I have say over my department and they come in but maybe only a few hours a week. Dad’s always busy acting or making music or producing with mom. They leave me be,” you said. “I say as I see them nearly every single day.”

“Nothing wrong with that,” he said. “I uh...I reached out to your dad after I heard about his accident last year but never heard anything back. He doing good? He seems it but you know how he is.”

“He’s okay,” you said with a smile. “It was rough. He didn’t purposefully not respond, I swear. He was going through a lot. Being in a nearly deadly car accident with your kid will do that to you.”

He stared at you and frowned.

“I forget you were in the car with him. I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have-”

“It’s okay, really. We drove on that very same road today and we were fine. We both ended up being just fine.”

“Kid you kinda held him together like paper mache from what the news said.”

“I have experience in bad accidents,” you said. He cocked his head and you shrugged. “My parents were killed in an accident when I was ten. My parents were my fosters when I was a teenager and then they adopted me.”

“I never knew that,” he said. “He just said he has four kids.”

“There’s no distinction for him,” you said. “Or mom.”

“Kinda hit the jackpot with them, huh.”

“I did,” you said as you saw your dad come back to the table with three drinks. “So Antony. Any secrets you want to divulge about my father I can use for blackmail someday?”

“I was gone like five minutes,” he said. “Milkshakes will be over in a minute.”

“Oh I could tell her a lot,” he said. “So, so much.”

“Come on Antony,” you said with a smirk, your dad groaning. “You can share. What happens in Vancouver, stays in Vancouver after all.”

“Hey dad,” you said a few hours later, Cliff running to grab the car while you waited on a bench outside, Antony headed back to his own place. “You’re kinda giggly when you’re drunk.”

“So are you,” he said, leaning over and booping your nose. He laughed to himself and leaned against your arm, pushing himself up. “We should do this with mom and TJ sometime.”

“TJ’s such a happy drunk,” you giggled, sliding down the seat. “Dad?”

“Yeah?” he laughed, kicking his feet back and forth.

“Thanks for adopting me,” you said. You slumped against his side and gave him a big hug, getting a kiss on the forehead. “I love you.”

“I love you. Thanks for giving us a chance,” he said, a car horn honking. “That’s our ride. Come on. We’re not done with the night yet.”

“We’ll save these for tomorrow,” he said, flapping the bag of gummies in his hand before tossing them on the table. “I have not been this drunk in a long time.”

“Same,” you said from the other side of his king sized bed. “Honestly your friend tonight was kinda hot.”

“Kid, I already knew you thought that,” he giggled. “You’re lucky I kept my mouth shut.”

“Oh I know you knew. But he was just so tall. Fuck TJ’s gonna be a hot old guy, I just know it.”

“Alright Casanova, while I’m drunk enough to ask this question,” he said as he fell back on bed, “Do you think you and TJ are gonna do more fun dumb shit after this experience?”

“I think so. We do have built in babysitters right around the corner...and the twins are even old enough to watch the kids now,” you said.

“What’s the stupidest thing you’ve ever wanted to do with him?”

“Throw him a hot wheels themed birthday party,” you laughed.

“You’re gonna have to explain that one,” he chuckled. “Hot wheels?”

“His dad promised him a hot wheels part for his seventh birthday. Instead he forgot and thankfully TJ’s mom was able to pull together a normal party but he teased him with getting him this hot wheels set he wanted so fucking bad and his dad didn’t even get him anything.”

“Rick can get fucked,” said your dad.

“I second that,” you said. He held up a hand and you high-fived it.

“Tell me about that hot wheels set when we’re sober.”

“I’ve tried for years to find it online but I couldn’t. Not unless you had like five grand.”

“I have five grand.”

“Don’t be a show off.”

“I can’t buy him nice things?” he asked.

“Dad. Don’t be a celebrity. That’s way too much.”

“Nah. I’m getting it. You can’t stop me,” he said. “You’re small and I’ll wear you down eventually so just give in.”

“You’ve literally never bought me a five grand present.”

“I got you a cellphone, a car, a private college tuition-”

“I paid for half of that technically with scholarships,” you said.

“Half a college tuition,” he chuckled. “A nice wedding, part of your house. Do I need to go on?”

“I’m not jealous. I’m just saying I never got a birthday present that much,” you said. He turned his head and smiled over at you. He pushed up his short sleeve and pressed his thumb against his heart tattoo for you on his bicep. “My present didn’t fit in a box.”

“You can’t buy what you wanted. I know you would give up every single thing I just listed off if you got to keep your family instead. The toy set isn’t about the money. It’s about TJ getting to have a moment back. You’re an adult. You know how rare it is to have those childhood glimpses, forget about all of the responsibilities, all of the stress and aches and being tired and all of it. You get that spark back for a minute. That’s what I want to give him. It’s the same reason you want to get him that set too.”

“Why are some dads so shitty?” you asked quietly.

“Gotta make the rest of us look good,” he chuckled. He reached his hand over and ruffled the top of your head gently. “I don’t know sweetie. There’s always good and bad. It’s easier to be bad in a way. Sometimes, people just don’t have help or support to find a way to be good. Doing a bad thing doesn’t make you bad just like doing a good thing doesn’t make you good. Day in and day out, that’s who you are. Sure there’s a few really great people and a few evil people but the rest of us just try to get by living in that gray area.”

“I used to be scared of the guy at my third foster house,” you said. He nodded and trailed his finger down to your nose before bopping it. You smiled and he returned it, pulling you in closer to his side. “Me and the other girls in my room, we took turns staying up at night to make sure he didn’t come in.”

“He was someone that was just born wrong I think. He never should have been allowed near you kids,” he said. “I’m grateful he never hurt you. I know that an anonymous tip is what did him in and got you moved.”

You stared at his arm and started tracing over his arrow tattoo while he cleared his throat.

“Y/N, there were a few anonymous tips that came in while you were at your worst homes,” he said. “Maybe it took six months but they came in. You always moved shortly after the investigations. I know it happened eight times. Eight out of fourteen and none of your truly bad homes got tips.”

“So.”

“Cole always knew it was you. I knew it was you. Mom knew. You never once told anyone that you made those phone calls.”

“What’s your point?”

“You had a right to go down a different path in life and no one would have blamed you. You could have let school slide, you could have gotten into trouble and then more trouble. You could have kept your mouth shut and done what might have in the eyes of a twelve year old girl been much safer. But you still left calls, still did so good in school, even getting bullied at your old schools sometimes, even with the crap you dealt with at home...some people are born wrong like I said. But some are born right. I thought you should know after all these years that I’ve always been proud of the fact you protected yourself and those other kids when no one else did. You were born right kiddo and I’m still trying to figure out how to be that way myself. Someday I hope I get there.”

“You wouldn’t have wanted me if I were bad. No one wants the bad kid. No one wanted me except for you and mom and I still don’t know why you took me back after I ran away.”

“You were our daughter. The moment you stepped in the house, you were our child.”

“But I ran away,” you said. You sat up and looked over your shoulder at him. He propped himself up on his elbows and frowned. “I was bad. If I were right I wouldn’t have-”

“Being a good person doesn’t mean you do everything right all the time. You ran away because you didn’t want to, using your words, ruin our family. You thought you were doing something to help us, even if I wish you hadn’t felt that way you were trying to do what you thought was the best thing for other people.”

“I’m not this strong person you always think I am dad.”

“I’m not who you think I am either,” he said. “I fuck up. I get mad and make mistakes and I’m not this person that knew what he was doing all along when it came to you. I was trying not to drown same as you. I was terrified you’d leave in the middle of the night for months and I had to pretend I wasn’t same as you pretending I didn’t scare you.”

“How does doing what I’m supposed to make me a good person?”

“How does doing it make me one?”

“You adopted a kid you didn’t have to.”

“Back at ya. Why are you upset I called you a good person?”

“Because doing what you’re supposed to doesn’t automatically make you one,” you said.

“That’s true but doing what you’re supposed to can get a hell of a lot harder and it did for you. You could have given up. You could have told me and mom to fuck off and left the second you were eighteen. We couldn’t have stopped you. You had your mind made up but you changed it. You tried so yeah, I’m always going to be proud of you for doing that. Your sisters and brother, they don’t know what that’s like. You had to work for it so yes you are strong and you are good and you’ve never been bad a day in your life. When I gave up last year, you didn’t so you are stronger than me and I got shit to learn from you still. That’s all I was saying.”

“You didn’t give up,” you said, laying back with a sigh. “You just...you were hurt and you saw no way to fix it. I barely had a way to fix it. You didn’t give up.”

“You didn’t stop looking for a way to keep me alive while I was thinking don’t let her be out here alone too long.”

“Like I said, you didn’t give up. You were thinking about other things,” you said.

“I still owe you one for that,” he said as he plopped back.

“Saving your life?”

“Anything you want. Like I said, I owe you.”

“Can I have an honest answer to a question instead since you seem to be incapable of letting that shit go?” you asked.

“Yes,” he said after a moment. “Go ahead.”

“The night I ran away, my seventeenth birthday, when we got back to the house and we talked, I told you guys I didn’t want you.”

“I remember.”

“When I said that, you took me out to the front porch. Did you regret choosing me? You’d almost lost your ability to be fosters and adopt because of me and then I turned around said I didn’t want to be there. Did it ever, for even a split second, cross your mind that you chose wrong?”

“You can be so stubborn,” he said with a chuckle. “So fucking stubborn. Mom was upset and scared and you said you didn’t want her and it broke her heart. You didn’t care. You didn’t care about hurting us. For a split second, just a second, I wanted to give you a hug. You needed one. You needed one so bad and you hid behind that angry act so well but one actor to another, I saw right through it. That’s why we went outside. So you could know that no matter how mean or much you hurt us, we’d take it because you needed to know that. That’s what your parents do. You can be an asshole and they still love you. You forgot what unconditional love was so we had to learn the hard way. I know you were scared I’d hurt you but then you gave me a hug and I knew it was going to work.”

“I was kinda testing you with that...saying I didn’t want you guys,” you said.

“Uh, what?”

“On the road that night you said your job was to protect me. So I tried to make you as angry as possible when we got back. If you went back on your word, I knew you were like the rest of them and you were all talk.”

“Why’d you hug me then?”

“You said if I left, you would come get me again. You said you were failing me, not the other way around. You cared. No one cared about me in a really long time so I gave you a chance and mom a chance and I figured maybe they were alright in the end,” you said. You stretched out, feeling a little more sober now, the clock saying it was nearly two in the morning. “I’m gonna head to bed.”

“Okay, munchkin,” he said. You got up and went to the door between your rooms, pushing it open slowly.

“Dad.” You turned around and he sat up. “You’re really good at your job.”

“Can I tell you a secret?” You nodded and leaned against the doorframe. “I’ve never felt like a very good father. I’m gone a lot. I miss games and plays and birthdays and so much. I’m a horrible husband. Sometimes I’m surprised your mother still puts up with me.”

“Can I tell you a secret? Just because you’re not there, doesn’t mean you’re not there,” you said.

“What’s that mean?”

“It means tomorrow morning you’re gonna call and grill Arrow on how her soccer game went and you’re gonna ask Zepp how his sleepover was and you’ll talk to JJ about her media paper and you’ll talk to mom and drop hints about making plans for vacation in May when you’re secretly taking her in two weeks and you’re not physically there but you are there, get it?”

“I guess so.”

“You’re not a horrible husband or father. Trust me. I’ve met them. You’re a pretty good role model of what to want out of a parent or stuff to look for in a partner.”

“What quality do I share with Mr. Hanover?” he asked with a smile.

“You both love me for starters,” you said. He rolled his eyes and plopped back in bed. “Enjoy your hangover in the morning, old man.”

“Yeah yeah,” he said, waving a hand. “Night.”

“Night dad.”

“Good morning,” you said the next day when he knocked on the door between the rooms and opened it up.

“Advil,” he groaned, going over to your purse and digging through it. “For the love of god I need Advil.”

“There’s some on the table,” you said as he dropped the purse. “How’s the head?”

“Horrible. I need a greasy breakfast five minutes ago.”

“I’m almost ready,” you said, pulling your socks on, slipping into your sneakers while he downed the medicine.

“Good cause I have a surprise,” he said. You narrowed your eyes and he whistled. You saw movement at the door and then TJ was popping his head in.

“Heard there was a hot girl in here,” he teased. You jumped up and gave him a big hug, barely catching your mom sneak past and give your dad a hug.

“What are you guys doing here?” you asked. “I thought-”

“TJ and I were having our own little weekend and decided we missed you guys. We called dad late last night and told him we were in town and we’d meet up in the morning.”

“I got so drunk with your mom last night,” whispered TJ in your ear.

“Very similar situation happened here,” you said back. “Who’s watching the kids?”

“My mom actually,” said TJ with a smile. “She offered to come down since she doesn’t see them that much. JJ’s helping out.”

“Good. I’m glad she gets to spend some time with them,” you said.

“My dad’s not there,” he said. “Promise.”

“Well this is cute and all but I still have a killer hangover,” said your dad as he ducked back into his room.

“Give me five minutes and I’ll be ready,” you said. You went into the bathroom and threw up your hair, walking back out to find TJ munching on a bag of gummy bears. “TJ! Stop!”

“I only had like two,” he said, holding up his hands. You put your hand over your face, your parents stepping inside. “You’d think she’s you hoarding gummy bears like that.”

“Oh you sweet innocent thing,” said your dad with a laugh.

“He only had two,” you said. TJ frowned and picked up the bag, staring at it more closely. “Babe. Those are edibles.”

“Wait. Am I about to get high?” he asked.

“Yup,” you said. “I think you’re gonna have to get that breakfast without us, dad.”

“We’ll do a McDonald’s run,” he said, your mom going over and picking up the bag, popping one in her mouth. “Hey!”

“Call room service,” she said. “TJ honey, take a seat before you forget where the ground is.”

“You were seriously gonna get high with your dad?” he asked.

“I went bungie jumping yesterday too?” you said.

“We’ll be right back with breakfast. Honey-”

“I’ll keep an eye on him,” she said. “Trouble maker.”

“I learned it from you,” he said, sticking his tongue out before he was pulling you out of the room with him.

“He okay eating two of those?” you asked.

“Yeah, he’s fine. He’ll be relaxed by the time we’re back,” he chuckled, heading down the hall with you. “Like your surprise?”

“Oh getting drunk with you is fun but I think today will be something even that can’t compete with,” you laughed.

“Probably not,” he said, stopping at the elevator. “Hey. Want to go to Cancun in two weeks?”

“We have work.”

“No, no you don’t,” he smirked. “TJ doesn’t… the kids are on school break...it’s a win win.”

“Alright then,” you said, getting into the elevator with him, the doors shutting after you. “Dad?”

“Mhm.”

“Next time you have a nightmare, you can come get me. I know yesterday on the road was scary for a second.”

“I wake you up last night?” he asked.

“I heard you and then when you checked on me,” you said. He nodded and hit the button down to the lobby. “Hey dad?”

“Yeah?”

You opened up your purse and pulled out a small first aid kit, a tiny laugh escaping him.

“Just in case,” you said.

“Mom’s here. No nightmares tonight,” he said.

“You can still wake me up,” you said.

“You mind sending me the link to that hot wheels set TJ wanted?”

“I can do that,” you said.

“Thanks.”

“If next time you have a nightmare, you wake me up,” you said. He grabbed your pinky with his and squeezed it.

“Got a deal,” he said.

“Do you remember much from the truck and ER?�� you asked.

“Not really,” he said. “I remember you kept squeezing my hand though. I kinda held onto that to stay awake. After getting real tired on the road that’s what I remember until I woke up in bed with you in the one next to me.”

He took hold of your whole hand for a moment and squeezed it before the doors opened and he let it go again, stepping outside.

“Come on, tall munchkin. We got some food to grab before we have some more fun today.”

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A/N: Read the Best Friends timestamp here!

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cryoaquila · 3 years ago

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beach lovin’

prompt - childe and you spend a day out on one of the beaches at the golden apple archipelago before heading back to your tent for some sleepy nighttime activities.

pairing - childe x gn!reader

tags - nsfw, dom!childe, sub!reader, established relationship, lazy sex, spooning, fluff.

wc - ~2.7k

nsfw content under the cut. +18 only. minors dni.

the setting sun paints the sky and ocean a beautiful pinkish-orange color. you stretch your arms above your head after dozing off for a few minutes. there was an umbrella above you and a thin towel between your body and the hot sand below. seashells that you and your boyfriend had collected earlier in the day sat beside you along with fishing rods and a few sandcastles. now your boyfriend was cooling himself off in the ocean while you soak in the last of the rays before the moon claimed the sky, the first day out at one of the golden apple archipelago beaches winding to an end. suddenly, some seawater splashes onto your bare legs. you glance toward the ocean, seeing childe wading in the water. he winks at you before saying, “you know, the water is almost as fine as you are.”

his compliment causes you to chuckle, “oh, is it?” you playfully ask as you sit up, stretching your arms out above your head for a few seconds.

“yeah, but don’t take my word for it, join me and see for yourself.” he splashes you again, the water cool against your warm skin, “see? doesn’t it feel good?”

you purse your lips, “it does feel nice...” you stand, glancing at the sky, your sun hat blocking the setting sun as you notice stars becoming visible in the evening sky, “ok, i’ll join for a bit, but when it gets dark out let’s head back to our tent for the night.” you were already feeling a bit tired from the fun had earlier, but one last dip in the ocean sounds like a lovely and relaxing way to end the day. you toss your hat onto the beach towel before wading into the water until it reaches your waist, a little shiver running down your spine. childe decides to help you adjust quicker by splashing you, which causes you to yelp in surprise, a mischievous snicker crackling from him upon seeing your reaction. you glare at him before jumping toward him and splashing him with a large wave that soaks his hair, causing it to hang limply into his eyes. the sight of him, with his hair covering his eyes and his deadpan expression, causes you to giggle.

“alright, if that’s how you want to play...” he mutters as he slicks his hair back before jumping toward you, trying to grab a hold of you. barely, you manage to scramble away in glee, wading away from him and further into the deeper water which now reaches up to your shoulders. he follows, still trying to catch you, laughing, “you can run but you can’t hide!” he grabs one of your shoulders and pulls you back into him, “got you!” he picks you up and you gently push against his chest, trying to free yourself from his grasp, a large grin on both your faces. quickly, he leans down to give you a wet, salty peck on the lips before tossing you into the deeper water, your whole body going under, causing your hair to get soaked like his. as you swim back to the surface you see him sticking his tongue out at you in a teasing, annoying manner. little did he know, you had a surprise for him... your cheeks puff out before you spit some seawater from your mouth and into his face which causes him to flinch away and duck into the water for cover. you snicker as his head emerges from the water now that it was safe. “wow, that was low, even for you.” he sneers.

“i know, that’s why you didn’t expect it!” you cheer before he splashes you once more, the rest of your evening spent playing in the water, trying to soak each other to the bone before the sun disappears from the sky. spending the evening trying to catch one another begins to tire both of you out quicker than you imagined and childe pauses his chase of you to yawn as you blink a few times, your eyelids feeling heavier than you recall. “come on,” he says, slowing wading over to you to take your hand in his, “the sun’s almost gone, so let’s head back to the tent to get some shut-eye.” you curtly nod before yawning yourself. together, the two of you head back to shore, hand-in-hand.

while drying yourselves with some towels, you both head back to the camp you two had set up upon arriving at the islands. you throw the used towels beside the smallish tent that you two were sharing before digging through your backpack to retrieve some dry clothing to wear to bed - shorts and a shirt for you and just shorts for him. neither you nor he were shy about changing in the open here, for the islands were abandoned of all people, a perfect little vacation spot for just the two of you. you notice him steal a glance as you slide your swimwear off and you can’t help but tease him a little by ‘accidentally’ dropping your sleepwear into the sand. you bend down to pick them up, shaking your hips a little as you do so, biting your lips to try not to explode in laughter at your own antics. a blush crosses his cheeks before he quickly looks away and, admittedly, you were thankful he was unable to see your naughty grin for then he’d realize you were doing it on purpose and give your mouth something to do other than grin wildly. after picking your clothes up you throw them on before asking, “turn the lantern off when you’re done, please. i’m going to head inside.” he nods before you disappear into the tent. you lay down on your side, the bottom of the tent was lined with multiple blankets and pillows, all of which were as soft as a real mattress. you yank a big quilt over you for the air began to become chillier by the second.

you gently hum upon hearing your boyfriend enter, your eyes half-lidded as you feel him lay on his side behind you, sliding under the same blanket you were under. he wraps an arm around your waist, bringing himself just behind you, curving around your body. you feel an added, very welcome warmth from his presence, and you scoot yourself closer to him, wanting to feel more of his warmth. as you move, you accidentally grind your ass against his groin, a motion that, after a slight pause, he returns, pushing his hips forward a bit. although it was an accident on your end, you feel an interest in continuing the little grind session and you press your hips back into him once more, causing him to clear his throat. he moves even closer to you, his whole body now pressing against your back, and that’s when you feel his hardening cock through his shorts. he presses his groin forward once more, a little reluctantly, seemingly unsure if this was what you really want. you too were beginning to become turned on from the grinding, the feeling of his hardening member pressing against your butt only getting you more excited. you return the motion eagerly, pressing into him without hesitation, and soon the two of you begin grinding in unison - he pushes his hips forward and you press them backward. neither of you spoke, the only sounds interrupting the silence were the waves crashing against the beach, the scuffing of blankets, the slight rock of the tent, and rapid breaths escaping from yours and his lips. you think about pinning him to the ground, ripping his shorts down so his hard cock bounces out for you to suck, but you were so very comfortable, snuggled under the quilt, on the verge of sleep if not for the heat erupting in your nether regions. you knew that he was feeling the same way as you were, otherwise, he would already have your shorts and underwear yanked down to your knees and force your ass up in the air for his viewing pleasure. instead, the two of you continue spooning, grinding against each other.

he grunts as he adjusts himself, his arm that was over you now trailing up and down your body. his movements were slower than usual, lazily tracing his fingers across your clothed top before lifting it up, granting access to your nipples, the excitement, cold air, and his fingers flicking them friskily all causing the small pink nubs to begin hardening, a little murmur of a moan lingering in your throat. he then traces down your body and to your shorts, slipping his hand past them and your underwear. he wastes no time pressing his finger to your hole, prodding it, feeling just how excited you were as it puckers from his touch. even though you were drowsy, your body still reacts with a little shake of anticipation upon feeling his fingers against such a sensitive area, the excitement causing you to begin waking up in increments. you bring your knees up ever-so-slightly, pressing back into his fingers, wanting him to plunge them into you already and quit with the slow-moving teasing for you were quite ready for him. you hear him chuckle which causes you to pout as he finds amusement in your neediness and, disregarding your wants for him to hurry, he slides a thin finger around and across your aching hole in little circles, caressing you and keeping you wondering when he’d finally push them inside. this lasts for a few more minutes before you feel his hot breath against your neck hasten, his finger stopping just inches away from your hole, and as he presses his lips against the back of your neck in a kiss he slides a finger in. you squirm under the blankets, adjusting to the digit within you as he begins to move around instantly. he squeezes your exposed hip with his free hand, sending a little thrill down to the area he was giving plenty of attention to; the thrill causes you to lightly clench around his finger, and you hear one of his beautiful, soft gasps as he thrusts his hips against your ass again, this time out of pure want to stuff you full already. impatience causes him to hurry up his movements, another finger joining the first, both spreading you eagerly with scissoring-like movements, pushing against your walls, wanting them to give so that they’d allow his dick inside with ease. you tightly shut one eye and your cheeks redden from the needy movements of his fingers to the faint squelching sounds that were being produced from his actions.

you let out a frustrated sigh upon feeling his fingers leave you, your hole twitching from the sudden emptiness - but that doesn’t last long. he takes hold of the hem of your shorts and underwear, yanking them down to your thighs, just enough for him to gain access. you then feel something much bigger than a finger pressing against you, looking to enter, a whimper escaping your lips as he smears his tip’s precum against your skin. to help him ease in, you lift your legs up a little further, which allows childe to slide behind your pelvis and inside you, the movement accompanied with a deep groan from him. you were used to his size by now, but the first feeling of him pushing within you, spreading your walls further than fingers would allow, was a feeling you were never quite ready for, a feeling of crazy, dizzying pleasure along with a hint of pain that disappears as soon as he begins to move. the darkness only adds to the feeling since your sight was not a factor due to the pitch-black night. instead, your sense of touch was stronger, every little thrust of his amplified which causes your whole body to spasm around him. he brings a hand from your hip to your chest, rolling a hardened nipple under his forefinger while lazily thrusting into you in long, leisurely strokes. each thrust causes the blanket to move with your movements, the tent to shake a little, and if the two of you weren’t on a vacated island you’d feel quite embarrassed from the noticeable sex the two of you were having. thankfully, no one was nearby to see, nor was anyone around to hear your dirty moans, which began slow and soft and became louder with each thrust. he, too, was beginning to make his own noises - one particularly deep thrust that causes you to cry out makes him moan out your name in a low, raspy voice.

his movements became wilder, quicker, the sleep leaving as lust and want began to take over. he presses his lips against the back of your neck once more, sucking and licking the sensitive area, leaving a small little hickey for his eyes only. his hand moves from your nipple to your stomach, gripping gently for support to keep you in place on your side since his new, quicker pace causes both your bodies to rock at an increased speed, the tent now shaking violently from your conjoined movements. you grab the back of his hand, your nails against his skin, your cries music to his ears, his moans music to yours. the feeling was immaculate; you want more, more of him, taking you and your senses, the chillness of the air didn’t matter anymore as you felt both incredible and incredibly hot, a few droplets of sweat slipping down your chest and between your overstimulated, reddened nipples. hot, hot, hot, as if the summer sun was high in the sky and all you could think about was how good it felt. your mouth was continuously open now, letting plenty of moans escape, your cheek rubbing against the pillow beneath you as he continuously rams inside you, his movements no longer leisurely. your moans are loud, echoing across the bare sands and sea. the hotter it got, the more your body began to tighten around him, the feeling, the heat, all accumulating downward where he was thrusting into you before finally being released in a mind-numbing orgasm. a wave of coolness rushing over you as you flinch and arch your back, curling your body. one hand grips tightly onto his while the other was gripping the blankets below you, your knuckles turning white before letting go. your body rocks with each wave, akin to the ocean outside, and you hear childe whine behind you, knowing he could feel your orgasm around his cock, the heat and tightness squeezing his sensitive member, begging for his own orgasm and begging for his cum.

as he continues to thrust into your tight, orgasming hole, you feel his cock shudder. he grabs your hair, yanking on it, not too hard to hurt you but enough to cause you to throw your head back in correlation to his tugs. you know he’s close, he only ever grabs your hair when he’s close, and now that you were done seeing stars you begin helping him come to his own finale. you dig your hips back against his cock and balls each time he thrusts inside you, your motions causing him to go even deeper than before. the sensation, along with the trail ends of your orgasm, makes his body shake. your breaths become uneven as he releases while buried deep inside you, his own gasp louder than yours was, causing you to half-chuckle, half-sigh lovingly at how glorious he sounds. he rocks his hips into you, his movements slowing significantly, using your walls to help pump his cum out inside you before, finally, he comes to a stop.

as you feel his warm cum fill you up he pulls out, causing you to grit your teeth and squeeze your thighs together as some of the liquid follows his cock out. his head collapses onto the pillow behind you and he pulls you closer to him, his soft dick pressing between your ass cheeks. you hear a relaxed sigh from him and couldn’t deny the pure relaxation you were feeling as well. the sleepiness that was there before has returned tenfold, your eyes barely able to stay open as your body rests into the blankets and pillows below. you hear a few cute little snores echo from your boyfriend behind you and you decide that the two of you can clean yourselves up tomorrow. tonight was just about rest after an amazing bout of lovemaking.

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