#* s. winnie & ben.

[s1byls]

HC + BEN FOR BREE, MAE, CORIN, WINNIE :)

hc + prompts people. accepting. for how my muse feels about yours.

bree  &  ben.

she thinks he's an annoying,  dumb,  nosy jerk that she would do almost anything for.  he protected and helped her during the worst time in her life and saw her in ways she never wants anyone to see her again,  and that has left an imprint she's unable to explain.  she appreciates that he accommodates her without making it seem like he's pitying her or treating her like glass,  and she's grown to love him as a brother.  but she'll probably never say it out loud again because it embarrasses her. instead she'll do little things here and there to show she cares.  cleaning the apartment,  making him food and leaving it in the microwave,  leaving cool trinkets on his bed like a weird little crow.  and when she moves out it's sad or whatever but it doesn't really matter because she still stays at his place at least once a week,  and she gives him a key so he can do the same. bonus:  he doesn't even need to get over his cat thing because henry has no interest in him.

mae  &  ben.

that's her whole entire heart fr and her best friend.  she's more comfortable with him than anyone except her mom,  and is more confident around him than even her mom because he's an unconditional hype man.  they absolutely have a weird relationship,  as ben has pointed out before,  but mae almost never thinks about that.  it's just normal to her at this point  (  which is funny when him being extremely anti-touch was a big part of their relationship at first  )  to be so close all the time,  always touching,  no boundaries. and of all the,  like,  five activities they do,  she actually loves the hanging out in bed the most.  the comfortable quiet without a real need for talking broken up by the moments when they want to talk anyway,  or just silently show each other things on their phones.  she'll almost always send him videos and then immediately show him anyway,  and she thinks putting her cold feet on his bare skin is just hilarious,  and sometimes she tries to crawl under him like he's a blanket,  and she will start snoring in his ear when he's just trying to mind his business and watch youtube. she just thinks he's neat ♡♡

corin & ben.

how she feels is really hard to summarize apparently because i've rewritten this 2000 times.  it's established that corin wants more than what they are currently and she wants to know him more intimately,  wants to be closer,  and it's also established that she doesn't think he's worth the risk of being vulnerable.  so her feelings toward him are super complicated and often contradictory,  and that's just kind of the nature of corin.  she likes him a lot but she hates his emotional constipation,  she thinks he's funny but not when he's trying to be,  she wants to be with him seriously but at the same time thinks that's a horrible idea. and that makes it sound entirely negative,  but she really does consider him a good friend.  he's her first text / call when she wants someone to hang out with,  the first person she asks to go to parties with her,  and the only guy she'll take on her lil vacations.

winnie & ben.

entirely opposite of corin,  winnie's feelings are very simple.  she likes ben a lot even though he's confusing and annoying.  she just doesn't show it because she doesn't know how and he doesn't make it seem necessary for her to even try.  and contrary to what ben thinks,  there's nothing better than him waiting for her when she leaves.  he's the first person she's ever chosen to be with and around,  and she would choose to continue being around him if he were interested in that.  but being a werewolf doesn't really seem like his thing since he's severely Just Some Guy.  and if she waits around too long,  his life will be in danger too. what she likes about him in particular is hard to define and she'd have to think for an offensively long time if he asked,  but she really likes that he's submissive and unafraid to be so,  he respects her,  and he doesn't shun her for being different than him.  and he's attractive.

[catboy-autism]

Webcore/Retro Computer ID Pack

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[ID 1: A picture of a IBM PC microcomputer. Its screen is black and is displaying many lines of bright green text. The background of the image is plain white. ID End]

[ID 2: A blue rectangle. On the left is a small star-like symbol, accompanied by white pixelated text that reads "Winamp.NET". On the right side, the blue is a little darker and there are 3 small icons, from right to left they are the window close button, displayed with a small white x surrounded by red, the maximum window button, and the minimize window button. ID End]

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Titles: [Pronoun] Who Exists Only Digitally, The File Eater, The Hacker, The One Who Surfs The World Wide Web, The Shimeji, The Virtual [Noun], The Virtual/Digital One, Traveler of the Internet, Your AI Assistant,The Error Code

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[itsanerdlife]

Wicked Intentions 14

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Stark!Reader // (Seriously close) Steve Rogers x Reader // Clint Barton x Reader // T’Challa x Reader.

Warning: Violence. Language. Bullying. Girl Fights. Name Calling. Degrading Comments. Angst. Degrade of Woman (to a point). Criminal Life. Illegal Shit. Fights. Alpha Males. Stalking.

Characters: Peter Stark. Howie Stark. Bucky Barnes. Steve Rogers. Clint Barton. TC (T’Challa). Ben Reilly. Cledus Kasady (CK). Brock Rumlow. Gwen Stacy. Wanda Maximoff. Becca Barnes. Amore Lorelei. Kitty Pryde. Frank Castle. George Barnes. Joe Rogers. Winni Barnes. Pepper Stark. Wade Wilson. Eddie Brock. Warner Strucker. Barney Barton. Bobbi Morse. Pietro Maximoff. Logan.

A/N: This is a Bully Romance. High School setting. Mafia Family Life. Woman are on a lower level than males in their world. Just a heads up. This is the third installment of the series. Bad Intentions, Cruel Intentions, and Wicked Intentions.

Credit: Huge shout out to @ml7010 for all the help, pushing, hyping up, putting up with my changes midway through. If it wasn't for this peach, y'all never would have gotten this series or nearly as far as I am now.

Steve’s picking Warner and the chair up, setting them upright again. Clint is slapping his cheek waking him.\

“Are we having a party in here?” My father steps in.

“Daddy,” I slip out from under Bucky’s arm. Hugging my father quickly.

“What’s going on?” My mother hugs me next.

“Winni is your best friend, right?” I pull back looking at her.

“I’d say so.” My mother laughs softly. “What does Winni have to do with this?” She glances around.

I look from my mother to Bucky who tips his chin.

“Y/N?” A new voice joins. George steps in from out of view my brother follows.

“Dad.” Bucky straightens up.

“You said family, Smalls I just assumed he should be involved being you are his family too.” My father explains.

“No, you’re right.” I nod. Looking at Bucky who flicks his eyes from his father to me.

“What does this have to do with Winni, Miss.” My mother asks.

“You’d do anything for you best friend, right?” I ask softly suddenly.

“I’ve done exactly what was needed to be done for my best friend.” She nods.

“You told me, both of you. From a young age, if someone can’t fight back, you fight for them. If someone needs help, you help them, and if I can’t my brothers will.” I nod looking from them to Warner still not fully awake.

“Smalls did something happen to you?” Howie steps closer.

“Not me. But you all raised me that if someone touches me to put them down. That if someone ever hurt me, there was no chance of surviving.”

“James has kept that promise going.” My mother smirks at Bucky.

“Not me, mom.” I stare at her. Ache in my chest for my sister.

“Who?” She breathes, fear laces her words. Tipping my head in shame.

“Smalls?” Howie reaches out to touch my arm.

“Howie.” Peter swallows.

“Becca.” Bucky speaks up.

It’s quiet for a breath.

“What!?”

“The fuck do you mean?!”

“Is that Strucker?” Howie growls.

“Howie knows.” Clint looks at Peter.

“Howard, outside.” Bucky is suddenly pushing Howie out of the room.

“Do we need to ask?” My father looks at me.

“No, I’ve got that handled.” I brush it off.

“Steve, Clint, what did he do to Bec’s?” George demands.

“Waited till she was drunk, took advantage of her, sir. She didn’t want us to tell you. She wanted to move on and never see him again.” George is seething, my father puts his hand on his shoulder.

“You said if anyone ever touched me. They wouldn’t see the next day.” I look at my father, my mother puts her hand on my arm.

“Clint wake him.” My father orders. Clint reaches over finding a crowbar on one of the shelves. He feels the weight before swinging it up and bring it down on the knee of Warner.

He wakes up with a scream.

“He has information we will want before he dies.” I inform them. “Becca is our sister, hit him like it.” I stare at Peter. Pushing up his sleeves, he nods, pushing off the table.

“Think I could borrow Rosie?” Peter looks to Clint. Slipping his hand into his pocket.

“I need to check on someone, don’t have all the fun without me.” I nod stepping between our parents.

“I’m sorry Buck all I’ve done is bring problems to your sister.” Howie sighs. There’s a loud thump and a familiar growl I know well.

“You think you’re the only one with guilt? You think that gives you the right to bail on my baby sister, Howard?!” He snaps. “You think I didn’t think about doing the same thing when your sister was in the middle of a war for herself?”

My head tips moving towards the voices.

“You stayed. You killed for her.” Howie reminds him.

“Yeah, cause that’s my wife!” I pause in my steps, listening. “Cause I’ll never let anyone else have her! Cause she’s all I fucking want!”

“I’m not good enough for Becca.”

“No shit and I’m not enough for your sister but I’ll be damned if I let anyone else have her. So, get it together or I’ll put you down myself.” Bucky warns, there’s another bang before Bucky is coming towards me. He stops looking unsure for a moment.

“How long you been there?” He looks unsure suddenly.

Smirking at him, “Long enough to hear you threaten to put my brother down.” Lifting a brow at him.

Rolling his shoulders back, he moves towards me. “You must see it from my side, doll. If I did this to you, your brothers would do the same.” He explains, holding his hands up.

“I already told him I would put him down, myself if he hurts Becca.” Smirking at him. He pauses, chuckling as he wraps his arms around me. “She’s my sister, Bucky. She’s one of my girls.” I shrug, slipping my hands over his shoulders.

“And we’ve all seen what you do for your sisters, for your girls.” He chuckles, leaning down to kiss me.

“Bec’s might give me a run for my money.” I admit softly. His brow pulls in. “I asked her why she didn’t tell me about Eddie’s threat.” I sigh. “She said she wouldn’t let me give myself up for her. That she’s just a wife, I’m queen, people kill for me, she isn’t worth that.”

Chewing the inside of my cheek.

“She has no idea.” Buck nods.

“I’d give myself up for her, Bucky. Same as Gwen, same as Wanda.” I nod.

“Yeah, not before I kill someone over the four of you.” He chuckles, kissing my forehead quickly.

“Miss?” My father steps out of the room, finding us. Bucky and I exchange a look, hurrying towards him. “Something you’re going to want to hear.” He ushers us into the room. George has his sleeves rolled up, sweat on his brow, and blood on his knuckles.

Peter is next to him looking absolutely giddy. Looking to Steve who smirks.

“Old man got blood on his hands.” He nods.

Bucky looks down at me in surprise.

“So much for retirement.” I smirk, slipping up on the table, next to my mother.

“Tell her.” George grabs Warners dirty blonde hair, bringing his head up. His face busted open, eye swelling shut.

“Eddie,” Warner pants heavily, swallowing “has someone in Saints, watching you.”

I feel several sets of eyes cut to me. Leaning forward I smirk at Warner.

“Who?” One corner of my mouth turns up in a grin.

Warner struggles to shake his head. “Didn’t tell me.”

Nodding slow. “So you’re worthless to me.” I shrug. “Time you pay for your crimes.” I slip off the table.

“Wait, wait, ah,” Warner flounders, panting hard.

Cutting my eyes to George, he’s glaring at Warner.

“Dad,” I step around Warner, looking up at George. His eyes snap over to me “I got this.” I nod slowly.

His blue eyes jump from me to Warner and back. I nod again, assuring him. Finally he nods, stepping back, moving next to Bucky.

“CK,” Warner pants.

The room stops, my eyes hit Bucky’s. Anger rips through his blue eyes instantly.

“What about CK?” He growls, low in his chest. George and my father are exchanging a look.

“Info to Eddie,” Warners’s head dips forward.

A large gash on his cheek, I shove my thumb nail into it. He screams, trying to thrash around.

“Now’s not the time for naps, Warner. Speak bitch, like a good boy.” I bite out through my teeth, Dragging my nail down his cut skin.

“FUCK!” He screams.

“Oh you’re awake?” I grin at him. “Good, now finish what you were saying. CK and information to Eddie.” I pat his damaged cheek, pursing my lips at him. He hisses in pain, but nods eagerly.

Panting hard, “Eddie’s getting table level info from CK’s mom. The other table ladies are still informing her of what’s going on.” He licks his lips quickly.

“Excuse me!?” The voice shocks me, my head snaps up. My mother is sliding off the table with Steve’s help. Anger etching its way across her face. My eyes snap to my father and Peter who are looking just as surprised.

“Louise is still talking to Eddie?” My mother demands.

“She’s helping him get revenge.” Warner swallows hard, struggling to hold his head up.

“On who?” My dad steps up.

Slowly Warner turns his head, looking up at me.

“Tony, dear.” My mother suddenly sounds proper. Peter and I exchange confused looks. “I’ll be heading home, I need to call Frankie.” She blows a kiss, pulling her phone out.

Faintly I hear her heels, and her voice.

“Winni, sweetie, brunch at eight? We should discuss a few things, I’ll bring Frankie.”

My eyes cut my father’s.

“Are our,” Bucky starts “our mothers planning a hit?” He looks from me to Peter and to our father’s.

“Well she did birth Satan.” My dad laughs.

Looking back at Warner. “Anything else, you want to share?”

“You sure you don’t know who is watching her?” Bucky shoves Warners head back.

“I don’t. I swear.” He coughs.

“Good, now you can die.” I shrug.

“Smalls.” Turning to look Howie is standing in the doorway. Peter moves stopping him from coming in.

“Don’t step in this room if you aren’t ready to be a husband.” Bucky warns him.

Howie nods. “You’re right. I’m going to hurt Bec’s, I’m still learning. But I can’t let anyone else have her.” He locks eyes with Bucky.

“We’re children, in a war we didn’t start.” I lift my chin. “We have to grow up in other ways before we’re even ready too. You’re allowed to fuck up if you make it right, each time.” My brothers watch me for a moment, nodding in agreement.

“Make it right.” Peter steps back from Howie.

Howie pulls his hoodie up, from the back of it. Tossing it to our father, he adjusts his T-shirt. Planting his feet, he winds up, cold cocking Warner. Tossing the chair back to the floor before he drops down on him.

“Take you back?” I look up at Bucky. He chuckles, his hand slips into my hair, messing it as he presses several kisses to the side of my head, pulling me into his chest.

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[best-tv-theme-song]

Polls will start to be posted within the next week or so.

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The 100

30 Rock

9-1-1*

The Addams Family

Adventure Time*

The Adventures of Jimmy Neutron, Boy Genius

Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.

All That

The Amazing World of Gumball

American Dragon: Jake Long

Animaniacs

Arcane: League of Legends

Arrested Development

Arthur

Assassination Classroom*

Austin & Ally

The Backyardigans

Barney & Friends

Barry

Batman*

Bear in the Big Blue House

Ben 10*

Better Call Saul

Beverly Hills, 90210

The Big Bang Theory

Big Time Rush

Bill Nye the Science Guy

Black Sails

Bluey

Bob the Builder

Bob's Burgers

BoJack Horseman

Bones

Boy Meets World

The Brady Bunch

Breaking Bad

Bridgerton

Brooklyn Nine-Nine

Buffy the Vampire Slayer*

Captain Planet and the Planeteers

Charmed

Cheers

Chip 'n Dale: Rescue Rangers

Choo Choo Soul

Code Lyoko

Codename: Kids Next Door

Cold Case

Community

Cory in the House

Cowboy Bebop

Crazy Ex-Girlfriend*

Criminal Minds

CSI*

Cyberchase

Danny Phantom

Daredevil

Dawson's Creek

Death Note*

Desperate Housewives

Detective Conan

Dexter

Dexter's Laboratory

Diff'rent Strokes

Digimon*

Doctor Who*

Dora the Explorer

Downton Abbey

Dragon Ball*

Dragon Tales

Drake & Josh

Ducktales*

ER

Ever After High

The Fairly OddParents

Firefly

The Flintstones

Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends

Fraggle Rock

Frasier

The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air

Friends

Fringe

Full House

Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood*

Futurama

Game of Thrones

George Lopez

George of the Jungle

Gilmore Girls

Glee

The Golden Girls

Good Omens

Gravity Falls

Grey's Anatomy

H2O: Just Add Water

Hannah Montana

Hannibal

Happy Days

Hawaii Five-0*

His Dark Materials

Horrible Histories

House, M.D.

How I Met Your Mother

How It's Made

Hunter × Hunter

Huntik: Secrets & Seekers

I Dream of Jeannie

I Love Lucy

iCarly

It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia

The Jeffersons

Jeopardy!

JoJo's Bizarre Adventure*

Jonas

Justice League

Kim Possible

The Last of Us

Laverne & Shirley

Law & Order*

LazyTown

The Legend of Vox Machina

Leverage

Lilo & Stitch: The Series

Little Einsteins

Lizzie McGuire

Looney Tunes & Merrie Melodies

The Love Boat

M*A*S*H

Mad Men

Madoka Magica*

The Magic School Bus

Malcolm in the Middle

The Mandalorian

The Mary Tyler Moore Show

Merlin

Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug & Cat Noir

Mister Rogers' Neighborhood

Mob Psycho 100

The Monkees

Monster High

The Muppet Show

Murder, She Wrote

Murdoch Mysteries

My Babysitter's a Vampire

My Hero Academia*

My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic

The Nanny

Naruto*

NCIS

Neon Genesis Evangelion

The New Adventures of Winnie the Pooh

New Girl

NFL (various network themes)*

Ninjago

The O.C.

The Office

One Day at a Time*

One Piece

Only Murders in the Building

Orange Is the New Black

Ouran High School Host Club

The Owl House

Parks and Recreation

The Partridge Family

Phil of the Future

Phineas and Ferb

Pinky and the Brain

Pippi Longstocking

Pokémon*

Power Rangers

The Powerpuff Girls

Pretty Little Liars

The Price Is Right

The Proud Family

Psych

Rapunzel's Tangled Adventure

Reading Rainbow

Reba

Red Dwarf

Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles

Riverdale

Rugrats

Sabrina the Teenage Witch

Sagwa, the Chinese Siamese Cat

Sailor Moon

Sanford and Son

Saturday Night Live

Schitt's Creek

Scooby-Doo*

Scrubs

Seinfeld

A Series of Unfortunate Events

Sesame Street

She-Ra and the Princesses of Power

Sherlock

The Simpsons

Smallville

Sofia the First

Sonny with a Chance

The Sopranos

Spider-Man

SpongeBob SquarePants

Star Trek (instrumental themes)*

Star Trek: Enterprise

Star vs. the Forces of Evil

Stargate*

Steven Universe

Stranger Things

Succession

The Suite Life of Zack and Cody*

Suits

Taskmaster

Ted Lasso

Teen Titans

Teen Wolf

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles

Teletubbies

That '70s Show

That's So Raven

Theory of Love

Thomas & Friends

Tokyo Ghoul

Total Drama

Totally Spies!

Transformers*

True Blood

The Twilight Zone

Twin Peaks

Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt

VeggieTales

Veronica Mars

Victorious

Voltron: Legendary Defender

W.I.T.C.H.

The Walking Dead

WandaVision*

Welcome Back, Kotter

The West Wing

Westworld

What We Do in the Shadows

The White Lotus

Wild Kratts

Winx Club

The Wire*

The Witcher

Wizards of Waverly Place

Wonder Pets!

Wonder Woman

Wow! Wow! Wubbzy!

The X-Files

Xena: Warrior Princess

Yellowjackets

Yu-Gi-Oh!*

Yuri on Ice

Zoboomafoo

Zoey 101

[saiyanprincessswanie]

Chrome & Leather - Chapter 17

Pairing: Steve Rogers x OFC

Word Count: 3064

Summary: The light is starting to shine on Jessie and Steve as they renew their relationship. Love and their past are what brings them together again.

Warnings: Light Angst, (S)mut, (O)ral (F & M), Soft moment’s throughout.

A/N: thank you to my betas @pigwidgeonxo & @awesomerextyphoon & @nekoannie-chan I really appreciate the help. @whimsicalrogers for the divider thank you.

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It’s been four weeks since Jessie broke up with Billy. The transition for Ben had been hard at first with many tears involved and a few sleepless nights. Thankfully Steve was around to help his son during this transition. If anything this made Ben and Steve have a closer bond. Jessie loved seeing them interact with each other and hearing their laughter fill the room. There was no denying Ben was close with his dad.

Now that August rolled in that meant school was back in session. Steve insisted on driving Ben to his elementary school to make up for lost time. This would give Jessie time to shower and eat before heading to work with Clint following her on his bike to make sure she was safe. Jessie would work an easy nine to two pm shift so she could get Ben in the afternoons. Then they would head home so Ben could get a snack and play.

On the weekend the biker club would get together to have fun. Even Winnie, who was everyone’s favorite, would go to cookouts just to spend time with what was known as family time. It was always a blast seeing everyone for Jessie. These were the moments she missed when she ended up with Billy. Now that she was single she got to spend time with everyone including Steve who was still living in her spare room. She often wondered what it would be like to get back with him. Could they build a future together? She snapped out of her thoughts and watched as Ben ran around the front yard with Steve. The little boy would squeal in delight as his dad caught him, picked him up, and swung him in a circle. Steve was exactly how she pictured he would be with their son.

Steve put Ben back on the ground and the little boy ran to his mamaw for snuggles. This gave Steve the opening he was looking for. He walked over to Jessie and smiled. “Can I talk with you in private?”

Jessie nodded her head and took the hand Steve offered. Their friends were whistling as they walked to Bucky’s garage and a yell of “you better not do what I’m thinking” came from Bucky. Steve laughed as he put his hands up assuring his friend it was innocent. Jessie and Steve walked into the garage in silence.

“So, what did you want to talk about?” Jessie asked cautiously. A part of her was nervous as he had sounded serious. 

“It’s nothing bad I swear. I was just thinking that we have been spending so much time together that I was wondering if you want, maybe we could start dating again. I know the breakup with Billy was difficult but we have a past that I thought we could explore again. What do you say?” Steve was nervous that she wouldn’t be ready yet but he was ready to try and fix things for his little family.

Jessie briefly pondered what Steve said and in her mind, it was a no-brainer. “Yes, I would really like to try this again with you.” Steve grinned and scooped her up into a huge hug and kissed her with such passion it made her toes curl. Steve put Jessie back down and they walked hand in hand to tell their family the good news. Everyone congratulated them and wished them the happiness they truly deserved.

Bucky hugged Steve and spoke threateningly, “Break my sister's heart again and I will end you punk.”

Steve chuckled, “Not gonna happen Jerk. This time it’s forever.”

Winnie was in tears as she hugged her daughter telling her “everything is now the way it was meant to be.” The night went on with everyone talking and eating. Life couldn’t have been more perfect than it was now. This is what life should have always been like from the beginning. They were finally a family unit now. Ben had stability, Jessie felt safe again and Steve was happy to get his family back. 

Sunday mornings were made for cuddle times with Jessie and Ben. Ben would come into her room around seven A.M. and crawl into the bed with his teddy bear all sleepy. Ben would then snuggle with his mama while she slept.

An hour later Steve was up and heading to where he would find his family. Steve walked into Jessie’s room and watched as Jessie and Ben both slept peacefully. He smiled big as he made his way into the room. Looking at the empty opposite side of the bed Steve couldn’t help but crawl under the covers. This moment with his son and Jessie would forever stay in his mind forever. 

A half-hour passed and Jessie started to stir in her sleep. As she slowly opened her eyes she saw Ben cuddled next to her as he held his teddy bear.  As her eyes drifted behind him she smiled bigger seeing Steve laying on his side looking at her.

“Good morning Steve.”

“Good morning my love.”

Jessie couldn’t help but feel her face heat up over the nickname. “How long have you been here?”

Steve grinned. “Just long enough to watch you sleep a little. I couldn’t help myself, you both looked so peaceful that I had to join you.”

“You’re always welcome to join us. Little man here has been doing this since he could walk.”

“Shhhhh, mama I’m trying to sleep.” Ben gave a whine from being disturbed. 

“Ben, did you see Daddy joined snuggle time?”

Slowly Ben opened his eyes and turned over to face Steve. Grabbing his bear, Ben buried himself against Steve. Jessie couldn’t help but giggle at the way their son was already back asleep and cuddled against Steve. 

After another hour of sleeping in, everyone got out of bed and changed for the day. Jessie announced they were going to Mamaw’s home for breakfast as usual. Ben was cheering as he ran through the house. Once they were ready they piled into the truck and headed over to Winnie’s home.

Once they arrived they were greeted by Winnie who stood on the porch. As usual, Ben screamed her name and ran over to her. Jessie and Steve laughed at their son who was already in Winnie’s arms and asking about breakfast. Within minutes Bucky and Nat were pulling up on his Harley Davidson. Sunday breakfast was a tradition now for the Barnes family to get together and enjoy their time together.

Nat hopped off the bike, followed by Bucky and the four of them walked into the house together. By the time everyone hugged and started to sit down to eat Jessie noticed a ring on Nat's left hand.

Jessie softly smiled. “So Nat want to tell us about that ring?”

Everyone looked between Bucky who was grinning and Nat who blushed. “Well Jessie, everyone, Bucky proposed last night. Obviously, I said yes.” She held up her hand to show everyone. Winnie was up out of her seat and hugged Nat. Jessie got out of her chair to hug her best friend next while Steve and Bucky hugged. 

“What can I say? I'm in love with the fiery redhead who has a heart of gold.” Bucky declared as Nat gave him a side-eye.

The rest of the morning was spent eating and talking about the upcoming wedding. Nat and Bucky both agreed they didn’t want to wait another year so the plan was for next month. Talks of venue and dresses had Jessie thinking about when she was engaged to Steve. If everything had gone to plan they would have been married five years now. She looked at her left hand which was bare and glanced at Steve who was staring at her. His blue eyes said everything she felt. What if? 

As it approached the afternoon Bucky and Nat left to go for a Sunday drive. Winnie offered to watch Ben so Jessie and Steve could have the night together. They agreed and drove back to the house to get his Harley. Once they got home they were off riding to a destination unknown. With the wind in their face and the sun at their backs, it didn’t matter where they went as long as they were together. 

By midafternoon Steve stopped for gas at the gas station on the edge of town. While filling his tank he heard another motorcycle leaving their town. He watched as the bike drove out of sight. Steve thought he recognized the man but he wasn’t sure. Could it be the biker gang Hydra from the next town over? Topping the tank off Steve took this as a sign to head back into town.

Later on, they headed to the bar to meet up with their friends. As they walked in they were met by Bucky, Nat, Tony, Thor, Clint, Sam, Wanda, Peter, Loki, Pietro, and Rhodey. There was a new woman there sitting next to Thor who they never met before. Going up to the group everyone greeted the couple and made room for them at the table. Thor was the first to speak.

“Steve, Jessie, I would like you to meet Jane. She is a science teacher at the high school in town. We’ve been dating for a little while quietly so I decided now was the time to introduce her to everyone.” 

Jessie smiled softly at the couple. It was about time Thor found love again. “It’s very nice to meet you, Jane.” 

Steve grinned at the couple. “It’s a pleasure Jane to meet you.”

“Thank you both. I’ve heard so much about you and everyone else. I’m so happy to meet you all finally.”

“Hope it was all good,” Tony replied. 

Thor rolled his eyes. “Of course it was. Except for you Tony.” Tony made a shocked face as everyone started to laugh.

The day turned to night and everyone was having a great time. Club business was briefly brought up about making Peter a prospect since he turned twenty-one. All nine men voted it through and Bucky stood up giving Peter his prospect cut. Everyone cheered and whistled for him, congratulating him on taking the step to join. 

It was now ten o’clock at night when the bar was picking up with customers and the club decided to part ways for the evening. Sam and Wanda worked the bar as everyone started to walk outside. As the men started getting on their bikes Steve pulled Bucky aside.

“Hey, when Jessie and I stopped for gas earlier today I saw a biker leaving town. I could have sworn it was Jack Rollins but I’m not 100% sure. We need to continue to keep one of our men on Jessie at all times just in case trouble is starting.”

“No worries Punk, no one will get close to my sister without us knowing. I will talk with the guys about this tomorrow. If it is Jack I would say he is up to no good.”

“That’s what I’m afraid of.” Both men shook hands and waved goodbye.

Steve got on his bike and waited for Jessie to hop on. Deciding to leave Ben at Winnie’s for the night the duo returned home to the house.

Once home the pair got themselves changed for bed and parted ways for the night. Jessie tossed and turned for an hour in her bed. A part of her wanted Steve in her bed to hold until she fell asleep. Memories danced in her head of them years ago of making love with one another. Her hand slowly drifted to her breasts as she lightly played with her nipples. Soft pinches had her breath hitching. 

The bedroom door creaked open and she instantly stopped when she saw Steve’s silhouette in the doorway. He was standing shirtless and in a pair of sweatpants.His tattoos littered his chest and down his arms, they made her lick her lips in excitement. Who knew his tattoos would make her weak in her knees?

“Steve?” she quietly asked. Her eyes roamed down his body taking in every muscle that flexed. 

“I’m sorry I couldn’t sleep and I was thinking of you. Your soft curves and warm skin against me.” He entered her room closing the door behind him and slowly walked to her side of the bed. Jessie sat up, her heart was beating faster in excitement. 

“I want you, Steve,” she whined. 

“Oh yeah? How bad?” He questioned.

“Let me show you,” she stated. Her hands wandered from his chest and then down his stomach until she reached his pants. She pulled his pants down over his slim waist until they dropped to the floor leaving him naked in front of her. Steve kicked his pants away while Jessie climbed off her bed and knelt in front of him. Her hand wrapped around his cock and she slowly started to kitten lick his slit. Steve let out a groan as her lips wrapped around the tip and she swirled her tongue around him. Taking him fully into her mouth Jessie slowly started to bob her head up and down on his cock as her hands lightly fondled his sack making him shudder from the pleasure she gave. Steve’s hands ran through her hair and he fisted his right hand in it as he tried to ground himself. With every up and down motion of her head, Steve let out groan after groan as he tried to hold himself back. Jessie then took him all the way to the back of her throat and slightly gagged around him. He could feel himself getting closer and closer to his release the more she bobbed her head, so he gently pulled her off his cock gasping out, “As tempting as it is to cum down your throat I would rather cum deep inside you.”

Jessie smiled up at him. “I’m desperate for you. All I dream of is being with you. Make love to me, please.” Jessie all but whined out the last word. Steve helped her stand before him as he grinned at her. 

“God do I love to hear you beg for me.” Their lips clashed together as they fought for dominance. Steve quickly stripped Jessie of her tank top. Little moans escaped her lips as his mouth took a nipple into it and he nipped at it lightly. They both fell to the bed as hands were caressing one another. 

Steve’s hard cock ground against her clothed core. He rubbed himself back and forth a few times as they moaned in pleasure. It took all his strength to pull away briefly so he could pull her shorts off and throw them over his shoulder. He started to kiss his way down her body to her wet pussy. 

Once he reached his destination Steve slowly started to lick his way through her lips before he started to feast on her. Jessie arched her back in pleasure as her moans started to build. This was always one of her favorite things Steve did in the bedroom. Every time he dipped his tongue into her pussy Jessie would gasp and shutter. Steve moved his attention to her clit, sucking it lightly as he pushed two fingers into her core. The combination of his tongue and fingers had her already cumming as he rubbed against the spongey wall inside her, moaning Steve’s name to the heavens. He continued to eat her out until he pulled a second orgasm from her. Jessie mewled and shook in pleasure as her hands fisted in the bed sheet.

“Just as good as I remembered,” Steve growled out as he licked his lips of her slick and repositioned himself. He was now caging her into the bed as he smiled down at her.

“I need you, Steve,” Jessie begged as she watched him lower his body over hers. 

Steve slowly stroked his long, thick cock a few times before slowly burying himself into her. They both groaned as he rocked his hips back and forth. Steve couldn’t believe this was finally happening after all these years apart. He had dreamt a lot of being inside her sweet cunt and bringing her nothing but pleasure. He would do whatever she asked of him and more. 

Jessie wrapped her legs around his waist and rolled her hips every time he thrusted into her. Her nails dug into his shoulders as they made love to one another. She chanted his name like a sweet melody to his ears. 

Steve knew he wasn’t going to last long since it’s been years since they had sex. Stopping briefly Steve rolled to his back and let Jessie ride him. She looked so beautiful in his eyes, hands on his chest, head thrown back as she moaned over and over with every bounce on his cock. He reached up to grab her by the neck and brought her face to his so they could kiss.

“I’m so-so close Stevie.” She panted out.

He reached in between them and started rubbing her clit with his other hand. “Cum for me. Don’t hold back and let go.” Steve whispered huskily in her ear. 

Jessie came hard moaning his name as her walls were tightening around his thick cock. This triggered Steve to cum deep inside her, painting her walls and womb white. Jessie collapsed against his chest and Steve held her tightly.

“God, I love you, Jessie,” He confessed.

She smirked big. “You’re just saying that 'cause I rode your cock.”

They both started laughing at her response. “I mean it, you're my everything. I can’t picture my life without you in it. Say you will always be mine.”

“I’m yours Steve now and forever. Ain't nothing gonna change it.”

Jessie gently slid off him to go to the bathroom to clean up. Once she was done Steve watched as she strolled out naked, her hips swaying back and forth before she climbed into bed.

Steve was starting to get hard again. “I’m not through with you just yet darling. Tonight we make love until sunrise.”

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[sl-newsie]

Spelled (Carlos de Vil x Sanderson Daughter) Descendants 3- Ch. 10: Apology

Magica… Magica…

Carlos? That can’t be. If I can hear him then we must both be dead, right? 

“Magica…”

I’m not imagining it. I can hear his voice plain as day.

“There’s no telling if she’ll wake up.”

Fairy Godmother? Ok, what’s going on?

All at once I feel my mind return and I can feel my fingers and toes. Fresh air rushes through my lungs and my eyelids flutter in response to the bright light.

“Wasgongon?” I try to speak.

“She’s awake!”

I feel eager arms squeeze around my sore frame and I wince.

“Careful! Her condition is fragile. There’s no telling if there are any lasting symptoms.”

Fairy Godmother is right. At any moment I feel like I could slip under the darkness and be claimed by death again. 

“S- Sorry.” I find my voice. “I’m sorry.”

I open my eyes and squint to see what’s happening. It’s Ben’s room. I’m lying in his bed, surrounded by familiar faces. Fairy Godmother, Mal, Ben, Uma, and-

“Carlos?” I rasp. “You’re alive!”

The freckled VK is the one trying to hug me. The look on his face almost makes my heart melt. He looks as if him being turned to stone is a minor setback compared to seeing me wake up.

“When the spell was broken they told me you sacrificed yourself,” Carlos whispers. “You gave yourself up, after all that happened. Why?”

I try to sit up but I’m afraid my energy is still returning. “Audrey’s driving force was getting what she thought she deserved. It’s not about deserving. It’s about what is needed.” I lock onto his chocolate eyes. “Auradon needs justified leadership, not one taken for revenge. I understand that now. I can’t tell you all enough how sorry I am-”

“Not to worry, child,” Fairy Godmother gently rubs my shoulder. “No one’s going to lock you up. You need to get your strength back.”

“We already sent word out to the authorities,” Mal speaks up from across the room. “You’re not a fugitive anymore.”

“You’re a hero, Sparks!” Ben smiles. 

“A hero…” I chuckle. “That’s a new twist. The wicked witch is the hero.”

“But it wasn’t all you,” Uma says. “We found this.”

She holds up the shattered remains of Aunt Winnie’s brooch. All that’s left unmarked is the glowing green gem. I’d forgotten about it until now.

“It emits dark magic,” Fairy Godmother explains. “That’s why you’ve been, um…”

“Acting like the villain I’m supposed to be?” I finish. It wasn’t entirely my fault after all.

“No more talk of that. There’s someone else who’s proud of you, Sparky,” Uma says and opens the door.

In steps Remus, and from behind him is-

I gasp. “Father!”

He sprints over and pulls me into a hug too. I notice he’s a bit skinnier than usual and unshaven but otherwise okay. He’s blinking back tears and keeps scanning my face.

“Magica, my sweet little girl! You’re alright!”

“I’m alright?” I choke back a sob. “You’ve been locked up in Arendelle! I thought for sure you’d be moved to the Towers!”

“Those are being shut down,” Mal is quick to say. “From now on we’re focusing on negotiations rather than force.”

"When I heard you were injured I drove north and picked up your father," Remus explains. "We both wanted to make sure you were doing okay."

I am better now, especially since life has been gifted to me once again. I'm here, but...

“Where’s Audrey now?”

Mal and Ben exchange looks. “We’ve settled her on her bed as comfortably as possible. We thought she’d wake up before you. Her condition isn’t so good either.”

As much as I disagree with Audrey she does not deserve to die. Since I’ve escaped death now, maybe there’s still something else I can do.

“Please take me to her,” I softly request and start to get up.

“Magica, no. Your condition-” Carlos argues.

“... is strong enough for me to be alive. I might be able to help.”

Carlos takes my right arm and father takes my left, both helping me to stand. I catch a quick peek at a mirror and I see they’re right. I’m pale as snow and my once-vibrant purple hair has faded. When we get outside I see Jane, Harry, and the other VKs waiting to hear from us. Ben’s parents have also made an appearance. I ignore their jumbled questions and walk down to Audrey’s room. I find Audrey laid out on her bed. She looks just like her mother, sound asleep. Though as peaceful as she looks I can tell she’s just as close to death as I was.

“She’s slipping away,” Evie says sadly.

I feel her pulse and find hardly anything. “I’m sorry, there is little I can do. Even if I was at full strength I don’t have nearly as much magic needed to bring her back.”

Mal frowns. “There’s only one person who could do something about this, and that’s Hades.”

“Hades? He wouldn’t do it. I wouldn’t risk it,” Ben argues.

“He might do it for me. He’s my father.”

My jaw drops and Carlos has to steady me. “Your father? Dear Lord… That’s why you're so powerful. You have the magic of a god in your veins.”

Mal and Ben share a final look and he walks out to fetch Hades. “I’ll have the royal guards pick him up.”

“Maybe I could hitch a ride?” Uma speaks up. “The Isle is my home. Someone needs to be there to protect it.”

Harry hops up and goes to stand next to her. “Well then you’ll need your first mate.”

Mal gives the pirates a firm nod. “The Isle will be in very good hands.”

Celia stands up. “Can I go too? I wish I could be in both places, but I need to be with my dad again.”

I understand her completely. Seeing father again is like a sigh of relief, a sign that everything’s going to be alright. After Celia and the pirates exit I see another familiar face step in.

“Wait, that’s Doug? Dear Lord, Evie, how did you let Doug’s hair grow into something so… ugly?”

The band geek laughs and pats me on the shoulder. “Missed you, lab partner! Good to see you all in one piece.”

“Me too!” Jane bubbles as she passes me a signed ‘get well’ card. Something flashes and her golden necklace catches my eye.

“So… Jarlos?”

She sees where I’m looking and gets a sheepish look. “Yeah. It’s… my birthday present from Carlos. Are you mad?”

At this point my anger has been spent for a long time. Besides, it was my jealousy that led me to the wrong side to begin with. “Why would I be mad? I’m so happy for you.”

She wears a relieved smile and goes on to chat with Evie. Another game, I suppose. Each of us acting all smiles and pretending this isn’t real.

While we wait for Hades’ arrival, Mal changes into a simple pink dress. Audrey’s grandmother also pays her a visit, all the while giving me an icy glare. When there’s a knock on the door and Hades enters, Mal steps up.

“Since when do heroes care about villains?” The Underworld god asks when he sees Audrey.

Ben tries to explain. “She’s-”

“One of your own?” Hades finishes. “Right. When you guys try to destroy the world it’s sin, error, and judgment. But when it’s one of us, lock ‘em up and throw away the key. Right, Beast?” He looks at Ben’s dad, who doesn’t answer. After his restraints are removed he beckons to Mal for the Ember, which she hesitantly hands over. When Hades takes it his hair glows bright blue and he seems to regain energy.

“Haven’t lost my touch.” He steps over to Audrey’s bed and waves the Ember, sending blue magic drifting over Audrey and waking her up. Her clothes and hair also return to normal.

“Audrey! You’re ok!” Her grandmother is relieved. 

Audrey, however, does not look ok. She looks around the room with wide, fearful eyes. “Tell me it was all a bad dream?”

“I wish I could, but it’s over now.” Ben gives her a small smile.

“I’m sorry. I wanted to hurt you both, I wanted to hurt all of you.”

Mal steps forward and takes her hand. “I have owed you an apology for a very long time now.”

“And so have I,” Ben adds.

“And perhaps I have owed you one too,” Audrey’s grandmother says to Mal.

Audrey sees me standing nearby and she gasps. "Magica... I am so sorry. If it wasn't for me-!"

"I had a say in this too, Audrey," I hold up a calming hand. "Mistakes were made but now we can grow from them."

It’s one big day for apologies. At least my own has been accepted. Now I have everything I need. Now it’s time to call it a day and walk away. They have their hands full trying to restore order in Auradon. I just want to go home.

[aninsecurewriter]

100 must-read books!

This is a list of books considered "must-reads" from various lists and online posters. I'll be reviewing them as I go but mainly keeping track of what I have and haven't read here.

American Gods by Neil Gaiman

Lord of the Flies by William Golding

Fahrenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury

Sophie's World by Jostein Gaarder

Wide Sargasso Sea by Jean Rhys

The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald

To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee

Matilda by Roald Dahl

The Secret History by Donna Tart

Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep by Philip K. Dick

The Godfather by Mario Puzo

Murder on the Orient Express by Agatha Christie

The Man Who Mistook His Wife for a Hat by Oliver Sacks

Noughts and Crosses by Malorie Blackman

In Cold Blood by Truman Capote

Frankenstein by Mary Shelly

Alice's Adventures in Wonderland by Lewis Carroll

Heart of Darkness by Joseph Conrad

Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte

Nineteen Eighty-Four by George Orwell

The Grapes of Wrath by John Steinbeck

Norwegian Wood bt Haruki Murakami

One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest by Ken Kesey

The Man in the Iron Mask by Alexandre Dumas

The Color Purple by Alice Walker

The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo by Stieg Larsson

Lolita Vladimir Nabokov

Great Expectations by Charles Dickens

The Harry Potter Series by J.K Rowling

His Dark Materials trilogy by Philip Pullman

The Old Man and the Sea by Ernest Hemingway

The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde

The Road by Cormac McCarthy

Ulysses by James Joyce

Bad Science by Ben Goldacre

I Capture the Castle by Dodie Smith

Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas by Hunter S. Thompson

Les Miserables by Victor Hugo

The Catcher in the Rye by J.D Salinger

The Wind in the Willows by Kenneth Grahame

Wild Swans by Jung Chang

The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams

Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy by John le Carre

Crime and Punishment by Fyodor Dostoevsky

The Poisonwood Bible by Barbara Kingsolver

Adventures of Huckleberry Finn by Mark Twain

Gulliver's Travels by Johnathan Swift

The War of the Worlds by H.G Wells

Anna Karenina by Leo Tolstoy

Freakonomics by Steven D. Levitt

Persuasion by Jane Austen

The Help by Kathryn Stockett

Beloved by Toni Morrison

A Clockwork Orange by Anthony Burgess

American Psycho by Bret Easton Ellis

Notes from a Small Island by Bill Bryson

Macbeth by Shakespeare

The Lord of the Rings (trilogy) by J.R.R Tolkien

The Outsiders by S.E Hinton

Mrs. Dalloway by Virginia Woolf

The Handmaid's Tale by Margaret Atwood

A Wild Sheep Chase by Haruki Murakami

Schindler's Ark by Thomas Keneally

London Fields by Martin Amis

Sherlock Holmes and the The Hound of the Baskerville's by Arthur Conan Doyle

My Man Jeeves by P.G Wodehouse

The English Patient by Michael Ondaatje

The Mill on the Floss by George Eliot

The Count of Monte Cristo by Alexander Dumas

Little Women by Louisa May Alcott

Gladys Aylward the Little Woman by Gladys Aylward

Mindnight's Children by Salman Rushdie

Tess of the D'Ubervilles by Thomas Hardy

The Boy in the Stripped Pajamas by John Boyne

Hamlet by William Shakespeare

Goodnight Mister Tom by Michelle Magorian

Dissolution by C.J Sansom

The Time Machine by H.G Wells

Winnie the Pooh (complete collection) by A.A Milne

Animal Farm by George Orwell

The Diary of a Young Girl by Anne Frank

The Castle by Franz Kafka

Dracula by Bram Stoker

All Quiet on the Western Front by Eric Maria Remarque

Bridget Jones's Diary by Helen Fielding

The Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini

Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen

To The Lighthouse by Virginia Woolf

Memoirs of a Geisha by Arthur Golden

Misery by Stephen King

The Chronicles of Narnia by C.S Lewis

The Shining by Stephen King

The Odyssey by Homer

War and Peace by Leo Tolstoy

The Secret Garden by Frances Hodgson

Tell No One by Harlan Coben

Moby Dick by Herman Melville

A Tale of Two Cities by Charles Dickens

Middlemarch by George Eliot

Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte

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Slacker duo Beavis and Butt-Head wake to discover their TV has been stolen. Their search for a new one takes them on a clueless adventure across America, during which they manage to accidentally become America’s most wanted. Credits: TheMovieDb. Film Cast: Beavis / Butt-Head / Tom Anderson / Mr. Van Driessen / Principal McVicker (voice): Mike Judge Muddy Grimes (voice): Bruce Willis Dallas (voice): Demi Moore Old Woman On Plane And Bus (voice): Cloris Leachman Agent Flemming (voice): Robert Stack Agent Hurly (voice): Jacqueline Barba Flight Attendant / White House Tour Guide (voice): Pamela Blair Old Faithful Ranger / White House Press Secretary / Strategic Air Command Lieutenant (voice): Eric Bogosian Man on Plane / Man in Confession Booth / Old Guy / Jim (voice): Kristofor Brown Mötley Crüe Roadie #2 / Tourist Man (voice): Tony Darling Airplane Captain / White House Representative (voice): John Doman French Dignitary (voice): Francis Dumaurier Petrified Forest Recording (voice): Jim Flaherty TV Thief #2 / Concierge / Bellboy / Male TV Reporter (voice): Toby Huss Limo Driver / TV Thief / Man In Confession Booth / Forest Ranger: Sam Johnson Mötley Crüe Roadie (voice): David Letterman Tour Bus Driver (voice): Richard Linklater Flight Attendant #2 (voice): Rosemary McNamara Indian Dignitary (voice): Harsh Nayyar Announcer In Capital (voice): Karen Phillips President Clinton (voice): Dale Reeves Hoover Technician / General At Strategic Air Command (voice): Mike Ruschak Flight Attendant #3 / Female TV Reporter (voice): Gail Thomas ATF Agent Bork (voice): Greg Kinnear Additional Voices (voice): Tim Guinee Film Crew: Screenplay: Mike Judge Executive Producer: Van Toffler Author: Joe Stillman Animation Director: Yvette Kaplan Original Music Composer: John Frizzell Line Producer: Winnie Chaffee Executive Producer: David Gale Background Designer: Michael Rose Layout: Maurice Joyce Animation Manager: Mike Baez Art Department Manager: Bill Schwab Animation: Eun Sook Song Animation: Ilya Skorupsky Animation: Eugene Salandra Additional Writing: Brian Mulroney Layout: Dan Shefelman Visual Effects: Eric S. Calderon Art Department Manager: Brian Moyer Storyboard: John Rice Storyboard: Ray daSilva Animation: Yong Hwa Seo Background Designer: Edward Artinian Animation Director: Tony Kluck Layout: Meika Rouda Layout: Bill Moore Layout: Gloria De Ponte Animation Director: Chris Prynoski Art Department Manager: Jody Schaeffer Special Effects: Normand Rompré Layout: Siobhan Mullen Animation: Doug Crane Animation: Ben Price Editor: Dave Hughes Producer: Abby Terkuhle Producer: Michael Blakey Co-Producer: John Andrews 3D Supervisor: Claudia Katz 3D Animator: Scott Vanzo Sound: John Benson Sound Editor: John Bowen Supervising Sound Editor: Randle Akerson ADR Mixer: Bob Baron Sound Re-Recording Mixer: Anna Behlmer Sound Effects Editor: Ed Callahan Foley Editor: Linda Di Franco Foley Recordist: Neil Cedar ADR Editor: Joe Dorn Foley Artist: Ken Dufva Foley Artist: David Lee Fein Sound Recordist: Eric Friend Sound Editor: Scott G.G. Haller Sound: John Lunn Sound Effects Editor: Susan Kurtz Sound Effects Editor: Chuck Michael Sound Editor: Tony Pipitone Sound Recordist: Michael Ruschak Sound Recordist: Philip Rogers First Assistant Sound Editor: Paul O’Bryan Foley Artist: Sarah Monat Foley Artist: Robin Harlan Foley Recordist: David Jaunai Assistant Sound Editor: Dana LeBlanc Frankley Art Direction: Kye-Jeong Ahn Art Direction: Jeff Buckland Editor: Neil Lawrence Editor: Terry Kelley Editor: Gunter Glinka Director of Photography: David J. Miller Movie Reviews:

[grandhotelabyss]

Should I read Defoe — or rather, how might one approach Defoe?

I've only read Robinson Crusoe and Moll Flanders myself. I was going to read Journal of a Plague Year during the pandemic, but after I read the Decameron I was plagued out. Anyway, should you? Insofar as anyone should read anything, you should read Robinson Crusoe because it's a foundational myth of modern western culture.

(Moll Flanders is only "required reading" if you have more specialized interests: class, gender, and the development of novelistic realism. The next one I need to read in that vein is Roxana. I was assigned Moll Flanders twice in college. Once was in a seminar on literary realism the showstopper of which was Barthes's S/Z. The second time was in a class on race and gender in the 18th century alongside Robinson Crusoe and Roxana, and the narratives of Olaudah Equiano and Mary Prince. But by the time we finished the first two Defoe novels, the professor said, "That's enough of that," and told us to skip Roxana. Maybe I shouldn't have, but I did.)

Robinson Crusoe is neither long (if you discount the sequels, which most people do) nor all that difficult to read; it's just a bit dull by present standards. (Don't hesitate to get an edition with modernized spelling and capitalization—no use making yourself crazy with 18th-century orthography.) Crusoe's inner debates about theology, the "spiritual autobiography" elements of the novel, remain utterly fascinating, in my opinion. Also, the style of precise, concrete, and evocative realism nascent in Defoe's descriptive passages was, almost in spite of the author, something new in literature, as Virginia Woolf reminds us:

If you are Defoe, certainly to describe the fact is enough; for the fact is the right fact. By means of this genius for fact Defoe achieves effects that are beyond any but the great masters of descriptive prose. He has only to say a word or two about "the grey of the morning" to paint vividly a windy dawn. A sense of desolation and of the deaths of many men is conveyed by remarking in the most prosaic way in the world, "I never saw them afterwards, or any sign of them except three of their hats, one cap, and two shoes that were not fellows". When at last he exclaims, "Then to see how like a king I din'd too all alone, attended by my servants"—his parrot and his dog and his two cats, we cannot help but feel that all humanity is on a desert island alone—though Defoe at once informs us, for he has a way of snubbing off our enthusiasms, that the cats were not the same cats that had come in the ship. Both of those were dead; these cats were new cats, and as a matter of fact cats became very troublesome before long from their fecundity, whereas dogs, oddly enough, did not breed at all.

Thus Defoe, by reiterating that nothing but a plain earthenware pot stands in the foreground, persuades us to see remote islands and the solitudes of the human soul. By believing fixedly in the solidity of the pot and its earthiness, he has subdued every other element to his design; he has roped the whole universe into harmony. And is there any reason, we ask as we shut the book, why the perspective that a plain earthenware pot exacts should not satisfy us as completely, once we grasp it, as man himself in all his sublimity standing against a background of broken mountains and tumbling oceans with stars flaming in the sky?

All three of the major Anglophone modernist novelists—Joyce, Woolf, Faulkner—revered Defoe. Frank Budgen reported that Defoe was one of the only four authors Joyce had read in their entirety (the other three were Ibsen, Flaubert, and Ben Jonson). Faulkner had this rather florid and obscene thing to say about Moll Flanders, more the woman than the novel, though the occasion was an early letter in which he claimed that Moll Flanders was the second book he most wished he'd written, after Moby-Dick (the third was A. A. Milne's When We Were Very Young, where Winnie the Pooh makes his debut):

Yet, when I remember Moll Flanders and all her teaming and rich fecundity like a market-place where all that had survived up to that time must bide and pass…

[sash-au]

Vanessa Parker-Wilson

Full Name: Vanessa May Parker-Wilson

Aliases: Nessa, V

Affiliation and Relationships

Team: A-Force

Relatives: Trisha Parker (Adoptive Mom), Winnie Wilson (Adoptive Mom), Ben Parker (Uncle), Alex Duran (Auncle)

S/O: Sable Barnes

Close Friends: Jane Rogers, Amani Abdul, Luna Maximoff, Rodrigo Mackenzie, Sigfrid Odinson, Anastasia Romanoff

Pets: Golden Retriever (Dogpool)

Characteristics

Age: 24

Birthday: November 26

Gender: Genderqueer

Pronouns: She/They/He

Sexuality: Pansexual

Height: 6'1"

Eyes: Brown

Hair: Black

Mental Illnesses/Disorders/Etc: Anxiety

Species: Inhuman

Unusual Features: Piercings, Purple Hair

Powers and Origin

Powers: Shapeshifting and Phasing

Origin: Inhuman

Place of Origin: New York City

Personal Information

Citizenship: American

Occupation: Actor

Education: High School

Language(s): English, Portuguese, Italian, Spanish, Xosha, German, Japanese

Personality Type: ENFP

School Information

Starting Class: 1A

Notes and Trivia

They change their hair fairly often with their powers

She's had her powers since she was really young

He has a bad habit of walking through walls and sometimes people. She's also really good at switching their phasing on and off to do simultaneous offence and defence

[cruelwintxrmedia]

February 2023 Media Thread Masterlist

Spectacular Spider-Man (Season 2)

Spectacular Spider-Man

Speed Racer

Aladdin (Rewatch)

Kung Fu Panda (Rewatch)

Morbius (Drinking Game Rewatch)

Scarface

Black Panther: Wakanda Forever (Rewatch)

Mario + Rabbids: Sparks of Hope

Paramore - All We Know Is Falling (Relisten)

The Batman (Rewatch)

Paramore - Riot! (Relisten)

Paramore - Brand New Eyes (Relisten)

Paramore - S/T

The Lion King (Rewatch)

Summertime Rendering

Paramore - After Laughter

Rocky II

Paramore - This Is Why

Pierce the Veil - The Jaws of Life

Green Lantern (Rewatch)

Winnie the Pooh Blood and Honey

Promare

A Goofy Movie (Rewatch)

Red Jumpsuit Apparatus - Don’t You Fake It (Relisten)

Cars 2 (Rewatch)

50 First Dates (Rewatch)

Valentine’s Day

Love, Simon (Rewatch)

Imagine Me & You

Zoolander

Pocahontas

Gurren Lagann

Shutter Island

JID - The Forever Story

Ben 10 (Season 1)

Mystery Men

Monsters Inc. (Rewatch)

RWBY (Volume 1)

RWBY (Volume 2)

Ant-Man and the Wasp Quantumania

Cars 3 (Rewatch)

Sharkboy and Lavagirl

RWBY (Volume 3)

Don Toliver - Lovesick

Gorillaz - Cracker Island

Cocaine Bear

Re:Zero Director’s Cut

Super Crooks

[s1byls]

prey  2022.    “ the  rain  was  bad,    everything  was  wet. ”    @bnjmin.

it  took  a  long  time  for  her  to  get  used  to  him  saying  stupid  things,    so  unaccustomed  to  speaking  without  purpose  or  intent,    but  she  feels  she’s  finally  there.    now  winnie  isn't  even  surprised  at  his  observation  of  water  being  wet,    doesn’t  even  feel that usual kick of annoyance.    but  that  doesn’t  mean  she’ll  be  less  of  an  asshole  about  it.    “yes,  i  think  water  has  always  done  that.”    a  pause.    “did  it  ruin  your  things,    or?”

[mysoftboybensolo]

RULES: ANSWER 30 QUESTIONS AND TAG 20 BLOGS YOU ARE CONTRACTUALLY OBLIGATED TO GET TO KNOW BETTER.

Tagged By: @ebiemidnightlibrarian thank you so much!

Name: Christina

Star Sign: Pisces

Height: 4′11′’

Time: 6:31 pm

Birthday: March 16th

Favorite Bands/Favorite Solo Artists: Tchaikovsky, Billy Joel, Hozier, Jo Stafford, Blackmore’s Night, Lizzo, just to name a few.

Last Movie: Downton Abbey: A New Era

Last Show: I’m re-watching this show I used to watch when I was a kid called Bear in the Big Blue House.

When did I create this blog: February in 2014

What I post: Anything that I like.

Last thing I googled: Do flies like vinegar?

Other Blogs: @bride-of-the-monster @hislightandherdarkness @joandfriedrich @mygothicromance and @theagegaplover

Do I Get Asks?: Rarely. I get a few here and there @joandfriedrich and even fewer on this one.

Why I chose my url: Well, it was first ladywriter94, after my fanfiction penname, but I changed it after the mess of Rise of Skywalker to reflect my feelings on Ben Solo.

Following: 103

Followers: 726

Average hours of sleep: 4-7

Instruments: None

What am I wearing: Black sleeveless dress.

Dream job(s): Novelist, maybe even director.

Favorite Food: Pizza and chocolate

Nationality: American

Favorite Song(s): 

You Belong to Me- Jo Stafford

Uptown Girl- Billy Joel

Hymn of the Cherubim- Tchaikovsky

NFWMB- Hozier

Smooth- Rob Thomas feat Santana

Love is a Battlefield- Pat Benatar

Sway- Rosemary Clooney

Currently playing on repeat:

Something’s Coming from West Side Story 2021

Last book I read: The Godfather by Mario Puzo

Top 3 fictional universes I’d like to live in: Winnie the Pooh, Sleeping Beauty (1959), and Paterson (2016)

tagging: @jonathansreids @dying-suffering-french-stalkers @and-wakes-imagination @haslemere @scuttle-buttle @mynomadicheart @curiouswildi @sparklyprincessjewels @tilliwriteapine @bskarsgardlove92 @witchqueenofthemoon @nat-de-lioncourt @forthegothicheroine @littlewomenchannel @hufflepuffhaven @hephaglaeasworld @swanimagines @tallestsilver @lordjazor @lunethemoon and anyone else who would like to do this!

[best-tv-theme-song]

Round 2 Results

Can we get an F in the chat for all the fallen soldiers this round 😔

Round 3 will be posted on Wednesday

Group A

The Addams Family vs. Goosebumps

Wizards of Waverly Place vs. Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood

The Backyardigans vs. The Grim Adventures of Billy & Mandy

Dexter's Laboratory vs. Parks and Recreation

Danny Phantom vs. My Life as a Teenage Robot

Star Trek: Deep Space Nine vs. Little Einsteins

Teletubbies vs. VeggieTales

The Proud Family vs. Steven Universe

Group B

Doctor Who vs. Bob's Burgers

Community vs. Adventure Time

Seinfeld vs. Batman

Monty Python's Flying Circus vs. Friends

Sesame Street vs. Total Drama

Winx Club vs. Looney Tunes

M*A*S*H vs. Pinky and the Brain

One Day at a Time vs. Pokémon

Group C

Gravity Falls vs. Horrible Histories

Neon Genesis Evangelion vs. The Simpsons

The Golden Girls vs. El Chavo del Ocho

Victorious vs. My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic

Good Omens vs. House, M.D.

LazyTown vs. Bob the Builder

Infinity Train vs. Arthur

The New Adventures of Winnie the Pooh vs. The X-Files

Group D

The Fairly OddParents vs. Monster High

Spider-Man vs. Hunter x Hunter

The Office vs. Law & Order: Special Victims Unit

BoJack Horseman vs. Where in the World is Carmen Sandiego?

Taskmaster vs. Yellowjackets

Ouran High School Host Club vs. Yuri on Ice

DuckTales vs. Mister Rogers' Neighborhood

How It's Made vs. Scooby-Doo, Where Are You!

Group E

Kim Possible vs. The Legend of Vox Machina

She-Ra and the Princesses of Power vs. Animaniacs

Zoboomafoo vs. The Muppet Show

WandaVision vs. Reading Rainbow

Hannah Montana vs. Dragon Ball Z

Inspector Gadget vs. Big Time Rush

Mighty Morphin Power Rangers vs. Futurama

Succession vs. iCarly

Group F

The Magic School Bus vs. Digimon Adventure

Star Trek: The Next Generation vs. Xena: Warrior Princess

Dora the Explorer vs. Carmen Sandiego

Star Trek: Enterprise vs. Sailor Moon

Buffy the Vampire Slayer vs. Death Note

El Chapulín Colorado vs. The Flintstones

Game of Thrones vs. The Nanny

Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends vs. The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air

Group G

Bill Nye the Science Guy vs. George of the Jungle

H2O: Just Add Water vs. Star Trek: The Original Series

Drake & Josh vs. Cowboy Bebop

Lilo & Stitch: The Series vs. The Twilight Zone

Rugrats vs. The Adventures of Jimmy Neutron, Boy Genius

Psych vs. Twin Peaks

Dragon Tales vs. Stranger Things

W.I.T.C.H. vs. What's New, Scooby-Doo?

Group H

SpongeBob SquarePants vs. Fraggle Rock

Firefly vs. Inuyasha

Bear in the Big Blue House vs. American Dragon: Jake Long

Black Sails vs. The Powerpuff Girls

That's So Raven vs. Ben 10

Cyberchase vs. Malcolm in the Middle

Teen Titans vs. The Owl House

Assassination Classroom vs. Phineas and Ferb

[footballfanfictions]

The thrill of the chase - Chapter Five

Pairings: Mason Mount/OC, Ben Chilwell/OC

Warnings: Smut (18+)

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Mason

 I had watched Katie and Ben leave hand in hand, absolutely seething. I had this awful sickening feeling in my stomach that I couldn’t quite understand. All i knew for sure was that I didn’t trust Ben. I had known him before he arrived at Chelsea and we had played together for England./ He had always seem like quite a sound lad, but there was just something about him that I didn’t like.

Christina had whined at me all night about dancing with her and when I refused had gone off in a huff to dance with a group of other guys on the dancefloor, grinding against them provocatively, as if that would ever make me mad. I had been going off her for a long time now, only clinging on to the relationship because I was scared of being on my own. 

My mind kept going back to Katie kissing Ben on the dancefloor. How he had held onto her, how she had run her hand through his hair. If I was honest with myself I knew why I didn’t like it. I didn’t like it because I wished that it were my hands on her. 

I had quietly admired her from afar for the entire previous season since returning from my loan at Derby County. In that entire time she had barely even said a word to me and that only made the longing feeling worse if anything. I’ve always enjoyed the thrill of the chase. 

I felt bad for silently celebrating the end of her long term relationship, which I found out about from one of the physios one day when casually asking why Katie looked so sad that day. She had always been quite a serious person fully invested in her job, but that day changed her and she had gone cold.

Now I was seeing her fire returning, and she was burning for Ben.

I thought all of these thoughts while Christina was on top of me, half heartedly grinding against me. She hated going on top, hated having sex with me in general really these days. I usually did all the work, taking all of my frustration out on her. But tonight she was drunk enough to do all the work, while I lay back against the pillows.

The only reason I was able to get hard and stay hard was because I was thinking about Katie. 

Christina started to move her hips a little faster against me then and I momentarily snapped out of my day dream, grabbing her hips firmly. Then I put the situation out of my head and concentrated on the fantasy of Katie on top of me.

A few moments later I felt her tighten around me and started to thrust up to meet her hips,cursing quietly under my breath “f-fuck.. Katie…”

It took a second for me to realise what I had said, my eyes snapping open to meet Christina’s but she was already rolling off of me and getting out of the bed to shower like she did after every time we had sex, wanting to wash the memory of me off of her. She was entirely oblivious.

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Katie

I woke up momentarily confused, the curtains still wide open from the day before allowed the sun to come streaming in and blinded me for a second.

My mouth felt uncomfortably dry and my head was slightly pounding. 

Rolling over I knocked into the side of Ben’s sleeping body and the memory of the previous night came back to me. 

I had slept with Ben, and we had barely even had a date. I scolded myself silently, wondering how I could be stupid enough to let a footballer sleep with me on the first night. I was probably one in a hundred girls that he had slept with early on and then never talked to again. 

He stirred and slung his arm across my stomach, pulling me in close against his chest, he nuzzled his head against my neck. I tried really hard not to smile at the fact that he was laying here cuddling me rather than getting up and running away straight away. 

“Stop fretting.” he mumbled quietly. His voice all low, sleepy and raspy sounding even more attractive than usual. “I’m not going anywhere…” he continued, now in a whisper, his lips moving to kiss my collarbone while his hand swept my hair out of the way. 

I breathed out a deep sigh of relief and relaxed into his arms. 

“Didn’t scare you away then?” I joked.

Disregarding the sex, this was the most intimate I had been with anyone since Rory. I tried not to show Ben how insecure I felt about being completely bare before him. 

“No way” he smirked. 

We were both silent for a minute, Ben was still holding me against him, his fingertips now trailing down my back. I was struggling to figure out what I should say to him now. Should I offer him some breakfast? Ask him to hang out with me today? It had been so long since I had brought someone home with me outside of a relationship that I had no idea what the post sex etiquette was. 

“What time is it?” Ben asked, lifting his head to look at the display on my alarm clock sat on the bedside table. 

I looked at it too, having to squint to read the display clearly due to the sunshine. “8.30”

He jolted slightly against me and then sat up. “Oh shit, I’m so sorry but there is somewhere that I need to be.” he pressed a quick kiss to my cheek but then offered no further explanation as he silently dressed.

I waited until his back was turned while he was putting his shoes and socks back on before I slipped out of the bed covers myself and threw a pair of shorts and a t shirt on to look half way to presentable to see him out. 

Once we were both dressed he grabbed my hand and pulled me against him to give me a brief kiss. 

“See you later then.” I said casually.

He smiled at me and squeezed my hand, letting me lead him to the front door. 

“I’ll text you.” he said.

 _________________________________________________________

Monday morning had rolled around and admittedly I had been disappointed not to hear from Ben, but presumed that he was probably just busy. 

As usual I was busy following the weekend. Chelsea had played yesterday lunchtime and I had a folder full of matchday pictures to go through and edit to occupy my time. 

By lunchtime I had barely made a dent in my work and decided that I would just eat lunch sat at my desk to try to get through a little bit more of it but Bri had other ideas, coming bounding into my office like Tigger from Winnie the Pooh with a massive grin on her face. She was so happy that it lifted my sour mood almost instantly.

“Katie! So sorry that I didn’t text you back on Friday. I knew you were out with the boys and didn’t want to disturb you, and well… me and Billy went on our date and ended up spending the whole weekend together!” she was still bouncing as she sat down on the spare office chair which nearly rolled away from the desk from the force.

“Woah slow down, all weekend?” I asked her, puzzled as I looked down at the team sheet on the desk in front of me. “Wasn’t he in the squad yesterday?”

“Oh yeah but he got me a ticket and I sat just behind the bench so that we could talk to each other. He didn’t get to play unfortunately but it was still nice to be there to support him.” she said, beaming before continuing “then he took me to the megastore and bought me a shirt with his name on the back for me to wear next time. Isn’t that just the cutest thing?”

“The cutest…” I said quietly, trying my absolute best not to sound bitter or jealous seeing as Ben had run off suddenly on Saturday morning and couldn’t even be bothered to send me a text, compared to Billy who couldn’t get enough of being with Bri. I tried to tell myself that Billy had been into her for years so was of course going to be putting in a lot of effort, where Ben and I had only just met. It would have been nice to have felt a bit more wanted though. 

“Sooo… Billy told me that Ben was asking you out. Did you go?” she looked at me intently while asking the question and I knew then that she could tell that there was something wrong.

I told her everything, including what I knew about Ben’s ex and Jorginho and going to the nightclub with the boys, kissing Ben, Mason and his horrible girlfriend being weird, and then about sleeping with Ben and what had happened after.

“Oh…” she mumbled. “I thought that he was really into you. Billy said he’#s always talking about you and looking over at your office window when they’re training.”

I shook my head, trying not to feel pessimistic about the situation. It had only been two days and he could have genuinely been busy. 

“I’m sure he will text or call, or even pop in here to see you.” she leant over the desk then and gave me a hug in the best way that she could with a desk in the way. 

“Bri, you really like Billy now right? Not just to make you-know-who jealous?” I asked.

She laughed “Why would I want to make Voldermort jealous?”

I rolled my eyes at her and grinned “You know exactly who I meant.”

“He’s already forgotten.” she shrugged.

“Listen, I don’t think I can face going down for lunch could you bring me back a sandwich or something? I don’t really fancy being stared at. He has probably already told all of them how easy I was.”

Reluctantly she agrede to go without me but not without scolding me for thinking the way that I had, telling me that Ben wasn’t like that. 

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 Mason

“So, what happened with you and that girl?” Kai was asking Ben the question as we sat in a circle doing some stretches. We were right outside of Katie’s window and I had been trying really hard not to think about her with some success before Kai had brought her up. 

Ben stayed quiet for a minute as the group pushed him for an answer. Tammy finally bluntly asking if Ben had slept with her.

I looked for any sign of embarrassment on his face but there was none as he smirked “It was even her idea, she took me back to her place and then she was all over me.”

I grit my teeth together, biting me tongue so as not to say anything I might later regret or that might make playing with him awkward. I didn’t like the way that he was talking about her. He shouldn’t be showing off for the rest of the lads like that, not if he really liked her. He could have just said that he had a good night and wouldn’t kiss and tell.

My only solace was that he wasn’t going into intimate detail. He wouldn’t ruin my fantasies about her that way. 

“How did you leave things? You leaving the door open to hit that again?” Tammy was asking.

I looked up at her window then and could see her there, stood at the coffee machine. She looked tired and stressed, more so than she usually did on a Monday morning and my dislike of Ben grew that little bit stronger. 

“The door is ajar. Just letting her cool off a bit before I go back to her. Don’t need her getting all clingy on me.”

I was only half listening to Ben, finding that not looking at him made it easier to pretend that I was fine and egging him on like all of the others. 

Our coach Frank blew his whistle then and told us all to head inside for lunch and I hung back behind the rest of them as they all walked towards the doors to inside the complex.

I was last in line for food as a consequence of hanging back behind the others and realised that Katie’s friend was just ahead of me with Billy but no Katie.

“I need to take this back to Kate but I don’t want to miss out on time with you.” I heard her cooing to Billy who had the biggest grin on his face. It was nice to see him finally happy but a bit too sweet for me.

Interrupting them I offered to take the sandwich to Katie, saying that the table I was going to sit on was full anyway and I was planning on just grabbing one myself and heading for some physio. 

Katie’s friend was slightly hesitant at first but her desire to be with Billy overruled that in the end and she handed the sandwich over to me.

I stood at her office door nervously for a minute before I even knocked.

She opened the door expecting her friend and was surprised to see me there.

“I uh- brought your sandwich…” I mumbled, passing it to her.

“Are you ok Mase? It’s not like you to be so quiet.” 

I full on blushed at her calling me Mase and felt like a right idiot for doing so. It was a nickname that people called me affectionately and she had never been affectionate towards me. 

“It’s just…” I started to speak but had no idea what excuse I was going to give. I couldn’t exactly tell her that I was jealous of Ben.

“Is it your girlfriend? She was um, nice?” she giggled, and I couldn’t think if I had ever heard her laugh before. It was infectious.

“If I’m honest I haven’t been invested in that relationship for a long time but I can’t bring myself to end it. I’ve always been in relationships. I’m not...I’m not sure I know how to be on my own you know?” 

She gestured for me to sit down on one of the chairs and she perched on the end of her desk, taking a bite of her sandwich while she thought about what I said.

“I can understand that. I was in a long term relationship that ended last year and I thought we were going to be together forever so when it ended I had no idea how to be on my own again. I’m still not sure that I have it figured out now if I’m honest.” she shrugged. She was trying to seem casual about it but I saw straight through her. She was still hurting from that break up. 

“You’re not on your own anymore though, you have Ben.” I said quietly. Although I didn’t really want to think about them together I wanted to see how she reacted to me asking about it. If her face lit up with happiness at just the mention of his name, I would know that any chance of me changing her mind about him and about me was absolutely dead. 

She looked down at her feet and didn’t say anything.

“He’s not the best at communicating. Don’t give up on him yet.” Thinking back to what she had said to me not long ago about how privileged and big headed I had become, I decided in a split second that maybe I wouldn’t be good for her even if we could somehow date. Would I continue to get too big for my boots and end up pushing her away? By that time I would have burnt a lot of bridges and ruined a lot of professional and personal relationships and it didn’t feel worth the risk.

“You’ve changed your tune.” she said, obviously referring to me telling her that he wasn’t good for her.

I shrugged, standing up to leave. “He’s growing on me I guess.”

“Thanks for chatting Mase. Maybe you’re growing on me.” she smiled. 

I had turned to the door, so she couldn’t tell how hard I was smiling at what she had said. 

“See you later Katie.” I replied, trying to sound as casual as possible as my stomach did somersaults.

[colesupermacyidontmaketherules]

I smile when I read this letter, deciding that I will use the check for only baby things. This time, I send a package.  I write back three weeks later, including a photo of the new nursery I had made with the money and a new 3D printed sculp of the baby from the last appointment.

Dear Ben,

I kept the check because you are stubborn but I want you to know that I used it purely on the new nursery. It is Winnie the Pooh themed!

Baby girl is now the size of an apple and I am happy to report than you and I shared a name for the baby so I will be naming her Eleanor Juliet. At my last appointment, they scanned her little body and printed out her in plastic. I made a teeny diaper to cover her and sent her in this package in a blanket so that you may have something material to know her by. She is so small! I’ve also sent a small device with the recording of her heartbeat. It is strong and she is so, so healthy.

You are welcome to visit at any time, but again, I do not expect it of you. I am happy to send you any photos you may want in the future, just let me know if you have a specific request.

I hope you are enjoying the grand library at the Temple you spoke of so fondly.

Ellie’s mom,

Lili

P.s. I think she has your nose!

The second Ben opens the package to find the model of the baby, his breath hitches in his throat so quickly he nearly chokes on air.

"Oh..." he whimpers out, trembling as he carefully pulls it from the package and cradles it in his hands, "O-Oh- oh that's-" he quickly looks to the paper and reads through what you wrote, sobbing as he comes across the baby's name. "El-Eleanorrr," he looks down at the model, barely able to see it through his tears.

A soft knock comes at his door and he inhales sharply, freezing.

"Ben?" Fee calls softly, "Are... are you alright?"

Ben stays silent for a long moment, his body jolting with each sob he keeps in.

It's been too long. It's been too long and the weight of his guilt and his anxiety is far too heavy to carry anymore. He's falling behind- his training isn't as impressive as it usually is, he's distracted all the time, and Fee has been worried sick about him, too.

"N-No," Ben admits finally, shaking his head as more tears spill down his cheeks and further stream down his neck, "N-No I'm not ok-okay..."

The doorknob rattles, Fee's voice getting more desperate, "Ben? What's wrong? Please open the door."

Rising from his chair and choking on a sob, Ben stumbles to the door, opening it with the Force.

And all Fee sees when the door swings open is a broken, sobbing Ben, standing in the doorway with his hands cradled in front of him, holding the figure of a little baby.

"I- I- I- can't- I can't- that's my baby," Ben sobs out, "That's my baby and- and- and I got s-someone pregnant and I dunno what to d-do I've- I've failed you," he shakes his head, sinking to his knees as Fee stares at him with his jaw nearly on the floor, "I failed you and- and I'm s-so sorry- 'm not a Sith, 'm not- this isn't the D-Dark side-"

"Ben," Fee murmurs, shaking his head, "Hey- no, no stop..." he lowers himself down in front of Ben, tearing up as he takes Ben's face in his hands, "Ben I need you to breathe," he says softly, using his soothing voice, "I need you to breathe okay? Shhh... it's alright. Everything will be fine."

"B-But I failed..."

Fee shakes his head quickly. "No. No you didn't, Ben. You are many things, but a failure is not one of them- never one of them, do you understand me? Why... why did you keep this to yourself, Ben?” he breathes, “Why didn’t you come to me?”

“I... I thought- I didn’t w-want you to h-hate me,” Ben murmurs, “I didn’t want you t-to tell the Council and- and get me k-kicked out- I have n-nowhere else t-to- to g-go...”

Fee holds in his tears even as his heart breaks, a spear of self-loathing also shooting through him. Ben’s like this because of him. Ben is on the floor, crying so hard he cannot breathe, trembling enough to make his hair swish back and forth... because of him.

“Ben I- I’m so sorry,” Fee whispers, shaking his head solemnly, his shoulders hunching in a bit, “I’m so sorry. I never- no, Ben. I never would have told the Council. Or anyone else for that matter. Whatever your struggles are, they’re yours for a reason- I’m not going to call for help unless you directly say you need it or I get worried about it.” He gently tips Ben’s head up to look him in the eyes, giving him a teary smile as he finally starts to cry, “Ben... you- I get to wake up every single day and call you my little brother. I get to see people on the street marveling at the posters of you and go ‘yes, Ben Kenobi is my little brother, can you believe it?’- and I have never been more proud of anything in my life. You are the greatest of all of us, Ben. You always have been. And I- I wish I were half the man and half the Jedi that you are.” He gives Ben a small smile, “This... this child- it is a blessing. And the fact that you are standing up and being responsible and- and helping this woman out... it’s admirable, Ben. It really is.”

He gently pulls Ben into his arms, cradling him as they sit on the floor together. “I don’t expect you to say anything right now,” he shakes his head softly, “In fact I wish for your silence a bit longer, so that you can calm down and regain your oxygen- I can feel how low it is in the Force.” He runs a hand through Ben’s hair, tearing up again as he kisses the top of Ben’s head. “I love you more than life itself, Obi-Wan Kenobi. And I’m going to help you however you may need. Whatever I can do.”

The two sit silently together for a few moments before Fee finally asks quietly, “What is her name? Both the woman and the child,” he clarifies.

“Uhm- L-Lili is the woman,” Ben nods, sniffling as he wipes his eyes, “And the baby- her name is El-Eleanor Juliet.”

Fee echoes her name with a fondness and pulls away to give Ben a soft smile, “What do you say to paying a visit to Miss Eleanor Juliet?” He pulls out his comm, immediately swiping to the shared schedule, “I am going to take on all of your responsibilities for the next two weeks. I want you to collect yourself, make yourself presentable,” he teasingly fixes Ben’s hair, happy to earn a quiet laugh from Ben, “And I want you to fly out tonight. Spend the two weeks there. Get to know your baby and her mother. Keep me updated. And most importantly... do not ever let this guilt plague you so terribly again. Lift that weight from your shoulders, Ben. You need the height anyway.” He jokes.

“I- I- thank you,” Ben breathes, “Thank you so much.” He hugs Feemor tightly, giving him a squeeze. “Feemor?”

“Yes?”

“I love you too,” he whispers, echoing Fee’s words from earlier. “More than life iself.”

--

Later that evening, staying true to his word, Fee heads out to finish Ben’s duties for the day and even fills up Ben’s ship with fuel for the flight before truly starting on the other tasks.

Ben loads up his ship with the bags he packed for the trip, carefully setting the presents he ran into the district for onto the passenger seat before taking off.

He arrives on Alderaan several hours later, carefully landing his ship in the clearing near your home and taking a deep breath as he stares out at your house. 

“You can do it, Ben.” He whispers to himself, rising from the seat and tugging his bag over a shoulder, grabbing the presents before slowly walking down the ramp.