#GOD IF IT IS I AM SO FUCKING EXCITED AND SCARED I'VE BEEN WAITING TO DO THIS SINCE I FIRST STARTED

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remember when i said over a year ago that vegapunk's arc would start revealing even more of sanji's power and potential and how hard that was worrying me? yeah

[astrxealis]

HEYY HEYYY HEYYYY HEY HEY HEY IS THIS. IS THIS. IS THIS LARS NOW

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The Scare- Chris Sturniolo

Summary: you end up having one of the biggest pregnancy scares of your life while chris is in boston

Warnings: Cursing, Crying, use of Y/N, talks of sex, taking a pregnancy test

A/n: may be tmi but lowkey relate to this so this was easy to write LMFAOO, ENJOY

PSA: DO NOT USE MY WORK FOR “inspiration” OR ANYTHING ELSE!!

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Chris has been in Boston for the last 2 weeks, and he's finally coming home. I decided to shower and shave before he came home because that man is the most sexually active 20-year-old I've ever met, the Facetime sex at 3 am for him isn't nearly enough to satisfy both of our needs.

After my hour-long shower, I'm digging through my shared bathroom with Chris in an attempt to find my body lotion to prevent my dry ass skin in this heat when I find my box of tampons, which got me thinking I haven't had a period in a while and Chris and I aren't the safest people when it comes to sex because neither of us can even remember to put a condom on, it always fucks up my mood.

“Shit,” I say to my self.

Chris and I are only 20 and with his career there's no fucking way in HELL we can have a kid or even raise a kid, I am nowhere near ready to raise an actual child.

I open my Flo app and see the little circle that's normally red is grey ‘1 week late’

“Shit shit shit,” I say out loud again, panicking.

I can't keep it from him, he's gonna see the pregnancy test in the trash. Would he be mad if I kept it from him? Should I just tell him? Should I go to Tara?

After about 30 minutes of standing in the bathroom looking at the message in my phone, panicking about what to do, I just decided I was gonna tell Chris, he loves me, and we've talked about having kids way later in life anyway, he couldn't be mad.

I finally built up the courage and got dressed in a pair of tight ripped jeans and a baby tee, with some Converse, and sat on the couch waiting for Chris to come home going through Tiktok and whatever else was on my phone.

“BABY IM HOME” Chris yells from the stairs

I squeal in excitement as I spot Chris and run towards him. Jumping into his arms, he effortlessly lifts me, allowing me to wrap my legs around his waist.

“Umm Y/N there are other people here too you know? Also, Chris get out of the fucking way so we can fucking put our shit down” Nick says in annoyance.

“Well hello to you too Nick,” I say jumping out of Chris’ arms moving out of the doorway, and letting Matt and Nick come inside the house.

“Sorry babes, we've all been up since about 6 am Boston time trying to catch our flight we almost missed because your fucking boyfriend wouldn't get the hell out of bed” Nick replies sending me a soft smile and giving me a soft hug.

“To be fair none of us went to bed at a decent time, mom was making sure we had everything packed so we didn't leave anything behind” matt defends.

“Thank you, Matt, now Y/N do you wanna take a nap? I know we were gonna go out to dinner but I'm very fucking jet lagged and kinda just want to order dinner and watch movies with you” Chris wraps his arms around my waist nuzzling his head between my neck as my hands rest on his shoulders.

“Thats fine with me i don't mind” i pull away from his embrace and smile at him.

Chris grabs his luggage and my hand and guides me to our shared bedroom. As we enter the room he seats his luggage down and plops on the bed letting out a groan of frustration.

“I have missed this damn bed, don't ask me how I slept in that bed at my mom's house for god knows how long because this one is so much more comfortable,” Chris says adjusting the way he's laying to rest his head down on the pillows. “Now after 2 weeks of no sex and just my right hand, I'm gonna need to fuck the ever-loving shit out of you” he smirks at me patting his lap and signaling me to sit on it.

“Yeah so about that” give him an awkward smile “So I didn't know how to approach this to you, 'cause you know we're not the most responsible sexually active humans” I start babbling getting nervous of his reaction based on the puzzled look on his face.

“Y/N what the hell are you getting at? cause if you don’t wanna have sex with me right now that’s fine just say that, but considering our last facetime call the constant ‘oh chris i need your cock’ was really misleading to me” he says with a puzzled faced.

“Chris i’m late” i breathe out.

“late for what? did we have reservations for dinner? did you have something for work?” he says with frustration in his voice.

“No Chris my period, I'm late, my period is LATE, I'm 1 week late today,” I say aggressively from his lack of acknowledgement.

“wait we haven’t had sex in 2 weeks? i’m confused” he sits up moving to the edge of the bed.

“last time we had sex i was ovulating, remember when i told you like a while ago that if im ovulating means im FERTILE?” i say in frustration.

“Fuck” he runs his fingers through his hair “Did you take a test? Do you know for sure that you are pregnant?” he questions

“No, and no, I didn't wanna take a test without you, and I for SURE didn't wanna hide it from you,” I say softly sitting next to him on the bed.

“So why the hell are you freaking out now? You don't know for sure that you are” he asks placing his head in his hands.

“Because you and I are nowhere near ready for a fucking kid Chris, your career, and my inability to even fucking care for myself some days, yeah there's no fucking way I can care for a child who can't even speak on its emotions, Chris” I stand up out of frustration and start pacing.

I can tell Chris obviously got upset with my statement about our ability to care for a child but i was stressed and honestly wasn't thinking.

"I want you to know that I care about you deeply, Y/N. If you are indeed pregnant, please know that I will do everything in my power to support you and our child. Even if it means giving up my career, I will do it willingly. Let's go get a pregnancy test and we can talk about everything else later, okay? I am here for you, and I will always be." he says, his voice filled with empathy and understanding as he gently cups my cheeks in his hands, rubbing them softly up and down and warm smile spreads across his face.

As our eyes meet, a warm smile spreads across his face and I can't help but return it. He takes my hand in his and gently guides me towards the living room, his grip firm yet gentle. The coolness of his skin against mine sends shivers down my spine.

“Girl, were you guys arguing? Normally after we come home from Boston it's all ‘Oh Chris more, more’ typically a traumatic event” Nick says mocking me with a smile plastered across his face.

“Y/N and I are running to CVS so well be back in a little,” Chris says walking him and me down the stairs and to my car.

The drive to CVS was filled with a bunch of conversations and laughter, talking about if I was pregnant how we would raise our child, and Chris talking about the dad jokes he's gonna have, and considering he's a triplet he carries the genetic that I'm probably gonna twins or triplets.

“How many of these things do we need? What brand is best? why are there so many options?” Chris says holding 3 boxes of pregnancy tests and struggling to figure out which one to pick “fuck it why don't we buy all of them and use one pack tonight then we'll have the extra on hand in case our irresponsibility gets the best of us” he continues.

Chris and I walked up to the front counter and dropped the boxes of tests. The worker behind the counter took a look at the tests and then looked back at us, giving us a fake smile. After ringing up the purchase, we made our way to my car.

“So do you think you are pregnant?” Chris says breaking the silence.

“I mean normally my cycles are normal and a week late is not normal at all but it could be my hormones changing or something, but I do wanna make sure,” I say glancing at Chris nervously biting his nails.

“You were right about how irresponsible we are with our sex lives but when we first started fucking we knew the risk of everything and I mean our kids would be pretty cute,” he says placing his hand on my leg and rubbing a small circle with his thumb.

Chris and I pulled up into the driveway. As we got out of the car, he held my hand tightly and carried the CVS bag in the other hand as we made our way into the house and up the staircase.

“did you get any snacks?” Nick says eating a bowl of popcorn on the couch with Matt watching the most random movie on Netflix.

“Uhm no I just got a couple of personal things” I say nervously holding up the bag and sending a warm smile to Nick.

Chris and I pretty much B lined to the bathroom, anxiously “So which one do we use?” Chris says looking down at the boxes.

“Just give me the one that says Clearblue” i say softly laughing as Chris opens the box for me and inspects it before handing me the little stick.

“Do you want me to hold the stick while you piss? I'm sorry I have no idea how these things work” he says laughing allowing his back to slide down the wall and sit with his back against the shower door.

“Chris it's fine i know how to use these, believe me my friends in highschool weren't the most responsible either” I say laughing beginning to pee on the little white and blue stick.

“So how long do we wait?” Chris says helping me take a seat on the floor next to him.

“5 minutes” I breathe out setting a 5-minute timer on my phone and leaning my head against the shower door.

As we sat in the bathroom, waiting for the pregnancy test to show its result, the silence felt palpable. It wasn't an awkward silence, but rather a deafening one that seemed to fill the entire room. With just the two of us present, we anxiously waited for the five minutes to pass.

“Would it be a bad thing if I wanted it to be positive?” Chris chuckles.

“I wouldn't necessarily say a bad thing, there's a part of me that kind of wants it to be positive too” i smile back at Chris.

The alarm on my phone quickly broke the once-loving moment sending us into a panic. Chris and I stand up walking to the counter.

“Wait should we film it in case you are then we could always have it if you could be pregnant?” Chris’ gaze softens as he looks at me.

“Chris not the time” I softly laugh out.

“Right,” he nods smiling back at me. “WAIT” he grabs my hand “Whatever happens, I love you,” he says in a serious tone.

With a warm smile, I gaze lovingly at him and reciprocate his affectionate words, "I love you too Christopher." However, my attention is quickly drawn towards the counter where the pregnancy test lays face down, taunting my nerves. With trembling hands, I muster up the courage to pick it up and slowly turn it around to face me, my heart pounding in anticipation of the result.

‘Not Pregnant’

“YES, MORE CREAMPIES” Chris shrieks wrapping his arms around my waist and picking me up, and spinning me around as I giggle out of excitement.

He carefully seats me down back flat on my feet. Our moment was quickly interrupted by both Nick and Matt barging through the door.

“ARE YOU GUYS- wait is that a pregnancy test? Y/N ARE YOU PREGNANT?” Nick yelled as Matt's eyes widened at the little blue stick in my hands.

“Please for the love of god, I don't want a little Chris running around, or two, or even three” Matt places his hand on his forehead.

“No she is not” Chris chuckles at the boys’ comment.

“THANK YOU,” matt and nick say in unison.

“Wrap it before you tap it next time Chris,” Nick says walking away and back to the living room.

“Now I'll say it again, after 2 weeks of Facetime sex I would like to absolutely fuck your brains out” Chris says smirking down at me.

“Please do” I smile as he picks me up gripping the backs of my thighs as my legs wrap around his waist leading me to the bedroom.

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A/N pt 2: I HOPE YOU ENJOYED THISSSSSS AND TYSM TO @cosmicmistake42069 FOR THIS INSPIRATION!!

[writingstoraes]

lover 🪻

pairing: charles leclerc/fem!singer!reader

type: instagram imagine, social media au

notes: this is another thing i thought of knowing i have hundreds of unattended drafts lolol lmk what u think! this is like very similar to something i've posted before but only w a slightly different ending... hehe also am using mother taylor's lyrics cause they're just too good

about: you and charles seem to be really quiet, it's either one of two things — you're over or you're about to release a masterpiece that shatters all break up rumors.

wagsoff1

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wagsoff1 It has been 100 days since Y/N was seen in the paddock. Her last appearance was during the 2023 Australian GP. Any thoughts? 👀

leclercsainz yeah honestly the two of them have been really quiet lately... i'm scared

ynfan this is such a reach? 😬

lecsyn4eva are we forgetting that y/n has her own career, a pretty successful one at that, it's normal for her to not be at races at times?

wagsoff1 Hmm yeah but she's missed a ton of races, apparently rumors are only ever growing that they might be over... lecsyn4eva maybe we stop sticking our noses where it doesn't belong 🤨

queenyn MOTHER WE MISS YOU pls come back

sainzstappen Classic pattern of broken up F1 couples lol miss a few races then suddenly statements are out 😆

popgirlstm stop i will literally jump off a bridge

yourusername

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yourusername At every table, I'll save you a seat.

My 3rd full-length album, Lover, is out tomorrow at 12 EST. Sorry for the surprise but see you at the premiere ❤️

lecsyn BITCH THIS IS WHY YOUVE BEEN QUIET

mothertay miss mam we havent heard from you in months how can you drop a bomb like this so casually

norrislaren IM CRYING I DID NOT SEE THIS COMING

midnightshouse y/n i need to know if i can shake my ass to this album or i will be destroying ice cream pints with tears on my face

ynalbums Judging from the title... it sounds like it's more on the romance side? gucciluv oh my god there's hope for charles and her after all 🙏

charles_leclerc

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charles_leclerc My lover.

Beyond excited for your album, amour. Thanks for letting me be a part of it 🤍

lecsyncharles CROWD CHEERS OH MY GOD

hamilstappen im crying they broke the streak they're alive! WAR IS OVER

charlierari part of it... y/n ft. charles????

carlossainz55 Hey this counts as your musical debut? 😆

charles_leclerc I didn't sing... carlossainz55 Yeah you shouldnt c2lovers FUCK??ABSHBHWWH

landonorris Can't believe people thought you broke up you literally won't shut up about how you're in Silverstone and she's in LA

pierregasly Don't forget the calling Y/N every 10 seconds charles_leclerc ??? Please shut up

Now Playing: Lover (Music Video) - The Dedication

charles_leclerc

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charles_leclerc My forever lover.

tagged: yourusername

landonorris Will you save me a seat at every table?

yourusername Have my song memorized already, I see 😆 landonorris You know it!

lewishamilton Congratulations, Y/N and Charles! 🥂

danielricciardo I call taking most of the pictures 🙏

landonorris No???

ynlecs16 this is such a fucking surprise the two of you need to cool it down i'm hyperventilating

scuderiaferrari Best wishes to our favorite couple ❤️

yourusername Wait, I thought we broke up?

charles_leclerc Negative. You're stuck with me forever now 😘

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tagging: @slytherheign, @honethatty12, @siovhanroy

notes: taylor has got me wishing i was currently in love this is sick! anyway i only got this idea bc my tiktok fyp is swarmed with charles daylight edits and they are right he is so golden <33

[unsuredreamer]

I will always love you

Chloe Charming 💙 x fem! reader

requested! but i changed a bit

i feel like it's kinda shit, but you can let me know whatcha think!

"Look at them honey, they are perfect for each other. Just like us" Charming calmly exhaled. The both of them, along with your parents admiring how you and your best friend of the whole universe danced together. Two 8 year olds just holding hands and spinning around, hugging, trying to make up new steps.

"We can try to this song! My momma and dad always sing it" Little Chloe yelled trying to find the right rythm to their newest invention of a dance.

"What is it, Chlo?" You yelled in excitement still holding her hand. There was a whole party thrown for your birthday but you didn't want to dance with anyone else. This little girl and her blue dress seemed to be enough for you. Not even the biggest cake with lots of frosting would make you as excited as being told you'll see your favorite girl again.

"So it goes like, mhmh-wait I don't remember. Mommy!" She swiftly ran off, you right after her.

"Yes babygirl?"

"Could you sing that one song you sing with daddy? I want to dance with Y/n. You always say it's special, i want to dance with her to it. Make it special too!" The little girl grinned, her storm of blue locks forbidding her from seeing anything, making her throw them to the side every now and then.

"So this is love?" Cinderella hummed, giggling in the process.

"Yes! Yes! That one!"

As Ella continued humming the rest of the parents could not help themselves to not be in awe at the sight before them. You both truly were soulmates, platonic or not, there's no denying it.

-

"Fuck you! Why are you so rude to me?" Chloe yelled

"Well I wouldn't have to be if you weren't a stuck up princess all the god damn time!"

"I am a stuck up princess..?"

"Chloe no I-. Fuck!"

-

"Hey little bluey girl right here, you're looking really good today, wanna hang after school?" The other son of Hook, Thomas, has appeared before your 'friend' holding her chin up with his piece of rusted metal. It was not gold, let's not fool anyone. And it certainly did not pass down on him his fathers charms. Only this horrible accent of his.

What would that douchebag want from her? You thought watching from afar. Your blood boiling hot at the sight. Glaring daggers, you thought of all the ways to kill him. He doesn't seem to want to let go. Hitting on the poor girl since the begging of the year. Despite the desperate attempts of Red trying to scare him off.

"I'm sorry, I'm actually quite busy, I was.." The charming princess stopped and looked at her friend for help.

"Supposed to help me...with something" Red butt in sensing her friends pleads.

"It's alright I can help too, so what are we doing?" The bloke grinned not letting go

"It's girly stuff so we'd rather-"

"Well, I've been round women my whole life babygirl, so i believe i should know a thing or two" His grin getting bigger. What a shithead. Take a hint bro.

"I mean, It's-It will be-I"

"All good blu, I know you want me there" He winked getting closer to her. She was looking rather uncomfortably, slowly backing off. He was atrocious, she would never want to do anything with him. Would she?

Even if she was to be paid for it, she'd never wish to look at him. Chloe's eyes squeezed shut at the growing feeling in her stomach. Her heart beating rapidly in her chest.

"Hey back off bro" You claimed, right on time, pushing him away from almost kissing the princess of Cinderellasburg. Standing in between him and the girl he was basically harassing. You felt her hand find it's way to yours, squeezing it tightly. Her breath shaky on your neck, you felt the anger burst out of you like a volcano.

"Becauseee what?" He smirked, coming even closer "I'm just trying to flirt with my girl here" His eyes wandered around your body settling on Chloe's, her hand squeezing yours even tighter. As much as if cutting the blood flow from your limb was intentional.

"She's my girlfriend, so you better back off little shrimp before I gut you out just like my father did yours" You threatened, showing him your sharp canines in a fearful smile. They were all that was left after this little bibbidi bobbidy boo the young fairy godmother accidentally performed on you when you went back in time with the girls. She was not the brightest fairy back then let's say.

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"Bibbidi bobbidy boo! OH! I'm so sorry!" Fay yelled "I'm gonna fix this, I'm gonna fix this!"

"Don't! You've done too much, leave it" You growled looking at yourself, full of fur with sharp claws sticking out.

"You look rather cute as a wolf!" Bridget butt in, smiling from ear to ear. Petting your back.

"Shut up!" You yelled, shrugging her hand off "I'm a beast not a wolf"

"Yeah yeah, whatever you say man" Ella snarled "I mean girl, sorry"

"Yeah, fuck off" You stormed out of the building glaring at anyone you saw on your way, your dear friend running after you. She wanted to help you, tell you you were not bad, and actually kind of nice looking as a beast. Maybe even give you a few belly rubs to make you finally smile " Go away Chloe"

"But Y/n, you-"

" I said go away!" You roared, scaring the poor girl. You did not want her to look at you in that state. You were a monster.

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"Geez, you're crazy. But don't worry I won't take your owner, dog" Thomas laughed after his annoying bark walking away.

"Fucking dumbass" Red snickered under her breath, raising her eyebrow

"Thank you Y/n, really" Chloe smiled warmly

"All good" You just muttered coldly. Usually you'd be more harsh to the Charming princess, to Red, your brother, basically everyone. But you felt the anger slowly falter.

You began to act like that around your fourteenth birthday. Something happened to ypu and you hadn't quite known yourelf what happened. To make you feel so much anger. To make you act so heartless, cold, to be so harsh and truthful to the point it hurts others. It was like a switch in you, being played with for months and left on the side that made everything turn dark. Deep down you dont want to be that way, you know it. But it's like a shell has began to form around your heart, your skin getting ten times thicker forbidding your true character out int the broad daylight.

Were you cursed?

You did not want to be that way with Chloe, she was the dearest to you. But you've already hurt her so much. It made your heavy with guilt heart ache.

Why couldn't you look in her eyes? They were the most beautiful eyes you've ever looked into. But somehow you were too ashamed to look at her, to even glance.

She was pretty, too pretty for you.

too good for you.

As she looked at you with that kind look in her eyes, you could not fathom how was she even able to talk to you still. Be so nice, after you literally abandoned her. It was never your intention to let go of this beautiful soul, but something pulled the strings on you. Making you not be yourself. You hated that. You hated yourself.

-

"i hate what you've become, I miss the way we laughed together, and how you held me. Everything we've done"

"Okay" I miss you more Chloe.

"Come back to me please, break out of this Y/n. I'm waiting. I'm always gonna want you back"

-

Days have passed, you two faking being a couple for the sake of Thomas leaving Chloe alone. The whole school whispering about this unusual romance.

Her hand found yours in the middle of the corridor upon all of these eyes looking at you. You felt awkward. It was truly awkward as she whispered to you.

"Y/n, act normally. I can feel your hand sweat soaking mine"

Slamming her back on the lockers you couldn't help but almost graze her lips "Then let go of my hand and just kiss me, we'll be done with that whole show" You blurted out, not realizing what have you just said.

"Are you insane?" That was exactly what she wanted.

" I think i might be...about you" you muttered the last part under your breath.

"They are so gonna talk about it" The blue haired princess breathed, her cheeks turning deep red.

"Well, that's why we're doing this right?"

-

And yet another argument burst out between you two.

How could someone be so stupidly, obviously in love with each other and argue on top of that? Whilst also being in a relationship? Fake, yes, but still.

You have to make up eventually though, right? You need to.

"Chloe.." You blurted out.

"Yes?" She answered with hope in her eyes, she was tired of this too. She missed you like hell and the worst part is, she didn't even know why you acted this way. You just stopped talking to her, stopped hanging out, became more distant and kind of floated away. She tried to bring you back a few times, but no luck. As if something was holding you hostage.

Oh how you loved her hopeful eyes. Always cheery, always positive. She was like a beam of sunlight on a dark day. A singular ray lightning up the whole world for you. You loved dark days but she was much better than that. Much better than anything and anyone you've ever loved.

So why couldn't you say it to her? scream at the top of your lungs how much you love her.

"Do you want to go out with me? After classes, go for a little walk?" You asked unsurely, would she want to? After all you've put her through? And now, faking being her lover? That's like an arow straight through the heart. Injesting itself like a poison flowing in her veins.

"Sure" she gave you a small nod. Just a small nod.

That way, you spent all of your remaining classes rethinking all the bad things you've said to her. All the mean things you've done. And how you could make the plane turn right around. How you could show her you're sorry. Apologize. But your mouth was doing something completely different than your soul wished to come out.

"You know it's really annoying, knowing you can't stick up for yourself. Like a child."

Chloe tried to stay calm, walking by your side when you broke the awkward silence, but she could not let go of these growing feelings, buzzing in her head with every second her hand grazed yours as you spat those harsh words at her. Is she annoying? Is that what you imply? Suddenly she burst out as she couldn't contain herself anymore,

"Tell me! Tell me what did i do wrong?! I can't believe you've been this icy, son of a bitch to me for the past, what, two years?! It's like we've never been best friends. You know how bad it hurt me? Having you be so cold to me after all those years spent everyday together? You were the closest person to my heart and you walked away from it. I cried nights colliding with your freezing stare after tasting the previous sun coming out of you. You were like swording to me, and now i don't even enjoy that! Everything I do reminds me of all the things we have done together. The simplest walks and these hard quests our dad's used to prepare for us just to get us out of the castle. Coming home just to eat a nice sandwich from my momma, split in half, the other for you. Never have I ever eaten the other half, even after you stopped coming to hang-out. The gut wrenching, sickening feeling in my stomach forbid me from eating for days. Even Chad has been asking for you, yes, this annoying little prince whos been bugging us everyday, missed you too. You turned away from me, why from me Y/n? You were everything i had. And you took it away" Chloe spat out the last sentence, giving you one last look before turning away and running till her legs gave up. Not giving you a chance to reedem yourself. Collapsing on the ground crying her heart out.

It was broken. It was broken by you. But she wanted you to be the person to piece it back together. She's been hurt by you but she wanted nothing more than to feel your comfort. You were the bad person, but how wrong of her was to want only you in her life? To feel your love? To feel your touch?

"Hey boo, what's wrong?" Red whispered into Chloes hair after dropping on the floor right beside her. Clinging hard onto her knight, so the blue would feel that support. She didn't know if that was right but thats what she heard is supposedto help.

"Y/n.." Was all that the Wonderlandian could make up from Charming's sobs.

She knew the situation between you two was tense hence all she did was just be there for her friend. Holding her, listening to her on and on rambles, how you're the worst, but also the best. It confused her, how this many feelings could be stored in such a small body.

"And it's so frustrating! Infuriating!" Chloe yelled pacing around the room, throwing her hands in every direction. Her emotions changing 10 times in the span of minutes. If Red didn't take her sword that would be the thing she'd be gesturing with.

"Yea-"

"She says one thing then all of a sudden she's got me spinning, clasped in her touch. Messing with my head like I'm some kind of a toy?" she was irritated, confused, sad. "You know what? I'm gonna go and sp-"

"No, no, Chloe, chill out first" Red tried to calm her but her friend was already at the door, swinging it open revealing someone standing in the frame.

"Um-Chlo?" She froze in place.

"Y/n"

"I was about to knock, i promise i did not eavesdrop" You offered a small smile.

"Good. What are you here for?" Her harsh tone made you wince

"Can we talk alone?" You asked looking briefly at the princess of Wonderland. She just nodded her head walking swiftly out of the room. "Listen Chloe. I'm sorry"

"Woah, deep coming from you Y/n, after two years" She remarked, crossing her arms on her chest. Looking anywhere but you

"I really am, I know it wil not change anything. But-" You breathed in, "I try to stop these harsh words from coming out, but i feel like a puppet. Like someone who is just controlled by others. Like I'm not myself. And i haven't been since I went to these woods" You sharply exhaled. Chloe shifted closer to you, sensing your truthfulness. "I fell like I've been cursed Chloe" You gazed into her eyes, your own brimming with tears. She immediately pulled you into a deep hug. She knew it wasn't you, you have always been a sweetheart. How could she not be there for you?

"It's okay"

"It really is not Chlo" You pulled away from her comforting arms, taking her hand in yours. The brief, delicate touch made Chloe spin, her mind cloud and her sight to blurry. Her body got hot and her heart thumped in her chest. "I thought, about complimenting you at least 5 times a day but i couldn't muster up the courage to break through" You admitted.

"You did?" Your soft tone of voice made her swoon, she missed you so bad.

"I did love. I wanted to scream because my mouth did the complete opposite" You giggled, but there was nothing to really giggle at "You know, you are absolutely wonderful"

"You think so?"

"Chloe, you're the most amazing, talented, smart and beautiful girl I've ever known. Of course you are" you smiled, taking her head in your hands, swiping your thumb over her rosy cheek.

"I love you" The Charming princess blurted out "I'm sorry, I'm so stupid"

"Chloe, Chloe, calm down" You tried getting her to stop shaking her head but it was no use. She was like a storm, unmanageable. So you did the only thing you could think of a the moment.

Getting closer your lips touched hers. Making her stop everything and hum into the kiss. She was frozen, her heart rate hitting skies, when she finally realized what was happening. Your mouths moved in synchronization as your hands found her neck pulling her even closer.

The kiss was slow, savoring every single second as you tried to pour all of your feelings into it. Her lips so soft and her tounge entangling with yours. It made you want more and more.

But you had to pull away, keeping her chin high up in your palm. Her little smile and kind brown eyes looking up at you made you burst out with happiness from the inside. Her hands hooked around your neck playing with your hair.

"I love you Chloe" You promised, planting one peck to her lips. The girl closed her eyes and nodded her head, telling you silently she knew.

She always knew, that's why she waited for your love.

[its-short-for-jackalope]

TRANSMISSION 14!!!!!!!!

ohhhhhhh my god.

AHLAAM, SIA, AND DAKKAR FORM A DYNAMIC TRIO???? ONE THAT WE WILL LEAN ON HEAVILY FOR EPISODE 4???? I AM SO EXCITED????

hi I already adore all these characters and I can't wait to get to know them better in just three days (holy shit)

Ahlaam —

Traveler proficient in several magical disciplines

okay so we know there's different kinds of magic, even more than just the Radiance and Ahlaam's sick waterbending. I'm guessing that the Radiance could be the primary magic and the other disciplines are more secondary, maybe?

valuable leader, has more fun than all the other islanders combined, quick to help people smile

I am so glad that Ahlaam is the fun Traveler just like I'd been hoping. It also speaks to Matt's character writing skills because we get like 2 minutes with her in TGOA and that was enough to be like "oh she's a silly one" lol <3

also ayyyyyy confirmation that there are more people on Lincoln Island than just these named characters!

guiding hand, glue that holds Lincoln Island together

....I am suddenly afraid that something could happen to Ahlaam. If she's that important to the island and the Bad Guys know it, then she could be a target to try and make everyone vulnerable and weak.

Dakkar —

serious and intense, unmatched fighting spirit

oh my god I hope he's broody. if he's the opposite to Ahlaam then he's gotta be a tortured, brooding guy, right? please? he can fill the Haunted Soldier Man void AJ left behind!

chiseled by his past & anchored by time, always right here while being somewhere else

hi! 😀 what the fuck does this mean? ❤

fr tho are we going to get more time weirdness beyond just traveling through it??? is Dakkar split between time and/or space?? is that an intentional magic thing, or an invention thing, or a curse of some kind? lab accident? is he conscious of different times/places at the same time? when he's with Rose two weeks in the past, is he ALSO with the others in the present, like some sort of Traveler bridge??? is he even a traveler??? it didn't explicitly say he's a traveler???

his magic is critical to the operation & safety of the island

oh okay, so he could also be in serious danger from the Bads. gotcha. goooootcha. welp, I'm fucked, I'm already attached. Matt Dahan has so many ways to hurt me in three days, lmao. I'm lowkey scared. (Bring it on Mr. Dahan, I will make art as revenge for any and all future heartbreak. 🥰)

fiercely protective of those close to him

...Dakkar, buddy, you're not beating the AJ similarities allegations.

oh god if I wasn't already 99% certain that Morgan won't be in this episode then I would be going crazy over thinking about these two interacting. ...might go crazy over it later, just for fun.

has a knack for science and technology

and if I said Anna is hanging out in his cool traveler lab and that's where she and John reunite— /hj

if Dakkar does technology stuff, could he have created the orreries? I've had a theory that Margaret could have made them (my only evidence is the orrery in her apartment and Kal saying it's fitting that he found her while looking for an orrery) so maybe they had developed them together? idk, just a thought

also, if Ahlaam is the Fun One and Dakkar is the Serious One then I can totally see Sia as the common ground between them—more serious than Ahlaam but more lighthearted than Dakkar. and was Margaret once a part of this group? where does she fit in? OH MY GOD WHAT IF SIA TEAMED UP WITH AHLAAM AND DAKKAR AFTER SHE LOST KAL AND MARGARET???? if Kal was the fun one and Margaret was the serious one....... aough please excuse me while I scream internally for a while.

Captain Addison Arvad —

is on Lincoln Island

how????? Sia didn't know what happened to her, how long has she been here????

enthusiastic, knowledgeable, the kind of person that's used to doing ten things at once

adhd multitasking queen captain, I love her

important part of the story that unfolds for our heroes

ahem....

AS THE #1 ADDISON FAN AND THE FIRST PERSON TO MAKE A POST IN HER TAG,

I, PERSONALLY, WIN.

she has a dog, Top, who works just as hard as anyone else on the island

🥺🥺🥺

okay, maybe Addison didn't see her captain's journal as a Wreck This Journal. maybe Top saw it as a chew toy. maybe her dog tried to eat her captain work.

if anything happens to this dog I swear to god... 😭

Searcher is a type of person with their own set of guidelines and rules

fascinated by this bit. what guidelines and rules are these? are they about morals? about how to use their magic, if they have magic at all? is it about how they engage with the world(s) and the people in it? what are the rules and guidelines for Travelers?

feeling very John Herschel in my living room right now (I have so many questions) and have I mentioned I already adore these characters???

anyway, to conclude this ramble:

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA !!!

[decapitatedsnake]

My little (to no) context reaction to the wisdom saga 💙💙💙💙💙💙💙

(I couldn't stay up to watch the live so I'm just listening to the music = no animatics)

[30th of august 14:58]

Legendary

. I mean I've already heard legendary but I'm excited

. Gorgeous music, I feel transported into like ancient greece

. This sounds amazing

. The guy who voices Telemachus (MICO?) is adorable

. I don't like the riffs but he sounds good

. Telemachus deserves the world

. "L-l-l-l egendary"

. 108??!

. Isn't he like 13 here? (anywhere from 12-15 i feel like)

. I don't think we got a snippet of the ending

. MAN OF THE HOUSE

. AHHHA

. 20 YEARS?? WHAT

. I can't tell if they said 12 or 20

."BOY" Lowkey scared me

. EXCUSE YOU SIR TRAMP?? WHO DOES HE THINK-

. Antinous didn't come to play DAYUM

. This is insane

. "Whatcha gonna do about it champ?" Jorge was totally right Ayron is such a good Antinous

. Awwww he can't do anything :<

. Wait?

Little wolf

. GET HIM TELEY

. I love Antinous's voice

. I really loved the snippets for this one

. "I'll teach you all the lessons your daddy never could" it's on sight actually

. And little wolf is just so ughh I wanna punch him

. ATHENA

. FIGHT BACK

. BAHAHAHA UPPERCUT?

. QUICK THOUGHT

. And he👏is👏a 👏bully👏

. SHOW HIM

. ATHENA IS SO COOL

. OMG OMG

. Her voice is stunning

. The animatics are gonna go so hard

. Awww

. Oh he lost??

. Telemachus:((

. I mean yeah why did she come to your aid?

We'll be fine

. We only got Teleys bit so I'm excited

. Oo start with Athena

. FRIEND??

. Don't make me cry

. "He was a lot like you" gee I wonder why

. GREW APART :((

. HIS LIGHT!!

. GLORIOUS VOICE

. WAITT THEY CHANGED IT

. "Or if hes worth the hype but" > " I don't know what he's like"

. Fair enough

. And they changed "Cuz I got in a fight, sailed to an island when I've never left home shores"

. Okay it's been less than 5 minutes please refrain on the whole "friend" thing rn lol

. God telemachus voice (I can't shut up they're such good singers"

. DUET!!!!

. YOU WILL BE FINE

. Kid? Is he twenty or 12 I can't tell

Love in paradise

. FUCK YES

. WAIT THE INTRO?

. THEY WERE AT SEA FOR 10 YEARS, damn

. THE MUSIC SOARING, IT'S SO COOL, ouch

. CALYPSO MY LOVE (only the epic version though) [Ik it's up to interpretation but for me she doesn't sa him in this version]

. She's my wife 🙂 anyway 🤨

. HELL NO

. Oh shit love in paradise is athena watching, not Odysseus's experience

. Like this is when they first met and Calypso and Odysseus have been together for 7 years

. 7 YEARS

. YEAH I SAID THAT, before the song did

. ODYSSEUS!!

. WHAT > THE LEDGE

. ODYSSEUS 😭😭😭😭

. Wtf I am not emotionally stable enough for this

. Open..... arms.. BRO

. HIS MUM, POLITES AND EURY AND PENELOPE AND ATHENA??? BROO 😢

. YEAH I THINK HE DOES NEED HELP UGH

God games

. Ooo very grand

. Athena get him PLEASE

. She's about that business

. YES GOD GAMES INTRO OMGG

. WAIT WERE GONNA HEAR APOLLO AND HEAPHESTUS I'M SO EXCITED

. THE LITTLE MUSIC CHANEGS ARE SO GOOD

. ZEUS VOICE IS SO AMASZNIGN

. "and me" 😎

. That is not how I thought Apollo would sound

. He's batting for the sirens?? Um Ig that makes sense

. Oh Heaphestus I totally thought that aphrodite was next

. Well she's level 3 anyway

. BRO HIS DAD VOICES HEAPHESTUS I LOVE THAT

. Wait Apollo and Heaphestus are very reasonable, good for them

. NOW THE ONE WE'VE ALL BEEN WAITING FOR (excluding Hera)

. OMG IT'S THE SNIPPET THAT'S THE FINAL

. Athena's voice is new?

. Hmm she rerecorded but they didn't

. DIDN'T EVEN TRY TO KILL HER

. Don't fuck with Telemachus in front of Athena

. "Ughh release him"

. HERA

. OH FUCK SHE'S PERFECT CMON

. RELEASE HIM

. ZEUS YOU DICKHEAD SHE'S THE GODESS OF WISDOM LITERALLY ONLY HER COULD BEAT YOUR GAME

. WHAT WHAT

. NO

. WHAT???

. WHAT'S going on

. The music is telling me she like survived whatever his ambush was

. Zeus....

.THATS THE END WHATT

[beatrixstonehill2]

"Soooo, um..... guys, real talk, but do you think I should detrans??? I've been thinking about it a lot. Pretty much the only vids my social media recommends are about detrans or forced detrans and it's kinda making me really hot, ngl. Like nothing has made my cock so hard before, even if my poor stunted cock is only three inches fully erect! Mmmmm, it could be so huge if I took T and steroids! I could have a huge, thick cock I can barely wrap my hand around! One I can jerk off like a total gooner loser for hours on end every day....

But I love being a girl! I've been living as a girl since forever. I don't even remember what it's like being seen as a boy! And I love my gorgeous titties daddy bought me, and my thick ass that guys just love to fuck as they squeeze my boobs and rub my tiny cock! Mmmm, it's such a girly dream! But I can't help thinking about these vids, where the mtftm guys talk about just wanting to live out their perverted fantasy of what being a girl is instead of being a girl!

Like most real girls get pissed off or annoyed by catcalls and loads of male attention. I get an erection..... And I usually turn to them, wave, and ask them if they want to have fun..... Most girls get scared if a man is aggressively following them. I get super excited and usually play hard to get.... only to accidentally 'corner myself' or 'trip'. My cock will immediately get so stiff I almost cum if they start ripping off my clothes or pull out a knife. I'll drool in ecstasy if they start fucking my ass. I'll of course fake scream and struggle, but always get so hard I start cumming like crazy as they ravage me...... When they feel that I have a cock, and that it's hard and my panties are full of cum, they immediately turn into total animals, calling me every name imaginable, especially a fake girl or the t-slur. Sometimes they'll even call me a dumb, perverted boy. ❤️

But normal girls aren't that way.... they don't get thrilled by getting their clothes ripped off, their holes violated.... I must just be a perverted fake girl like all these detrans boys! It would explain so much about me. Godddd I'm such a junkie for my own fantasies that I really took hormones and begged daddy for a pair of porn tits. I really am a freak. Gee I wonder what would happen to my petite, perfect feminine body if I didn't tell anyone anything, but started taking testosterone, dick growth pills, and steroids? Like, not say a word to my friends or boss or family, still dress like a girl as my beautiful female body becomes manly. My beard coming in, which of course I'd always struggle to keep up with and apologize, reminding everyone I was born a boy.... My voice would deepen, I'd get an Adam's apple, hair on my boobs. And I'd just tell people I still have my testicles so I guess I'm going through male puberty anyway..... oops. It just happens to 'girls' like me sometimes, you have to understand, don't be too hard on me.... ❤️❤️❤️

And eventually once I'm super muscular, my face looking 100% like a man, my voice all deep, not feminine in the slightest, my cock huge and impossible to hide, I'll start being gross and hitting on all the girls, rubbing my cock through my clothes, telling them how much I'd love to put a dozen or so kids in their bellies. Then I'll be fired, I'll have to live with my mom and dad. They'll laugh at their big burly son with implants and finally take them out, ending the last tiny piece of my delusion that I could ever live as a girl again. Then I'll sit at home, jerk off all day, go out to bars and have my way with all kinds of sexy college girls like I used to pretend to be. I can't wait to be a gross, perverted stud who only cares about two things: stroking my cock, and forcing my cock into as many beautiful girls' holes as possible. Finally live the dream of being a real man, just like I was always meant to be.....! ❤️ Thank God these social media algorithms target dumb fake girls like me and help us see the light!"

[somewhereincairparavel]

Omg I need some platonic valgrace so bad rn (maybe some hurt/comfort?)

Also congrats on 400, I have a writing blog too lol

"Ditching work with Leo Valdez"

author's note: I'm actually super sorry if it's short for you! But enjoy anyways!

Jason stared miserably at the heaps of files and design folios in front of him. He was so fucking stressed out. So many shrines to design and construct, for so many minor gods and goddesses. He had to ensure that the shrines were all equally good looking, so that no minor gods feel inferior to the other. Shrines, let alone extravagant looking ones, could take YEARS to build. For all he knows, he could be in this project till he was 24.

These lingering thoughts troubled his mind. Jason's under eye bags were so visible, he could've sworn his hair turned a few shades lighter aswell due to stress. Realizing that he probably looked just as terrible as he felt, a few tears slid out of Jason's eyes. This feeling was starting to get so familiar these days. He was going through a terrible cycle of burn out.

sighing, Jason got up from his desk to grab his third cup of coffee, he headed out for a walk in the streets of New Rome, to go to his favorite cafe. He was a few steps close to the door, when he spotted a familiar mop of curly hair lingering behind him in the corner of his eye.

“Jason!” “I knew you'd be here man”

The voice of Leo Valdez had more of an effect on Jason's serotonin than any of Jason's coffees had.

Jason spun around immediately, and as if it was an instinct, bear hugged his best friend.

“Superman, i-i can't breathe” Leo sputtered out, laughing and squirming in Jason's strong grasp. Jason quickly pulled away. Leo raised his eyebrows, studying Jason's face in an “i-know-you-are-overworked” type of way.

Jason sighed. “Terrible burnout. I feel useless”Leo frowned, “why didn't you iris message any of us? Nico? Percy? Annabeth? ME? We care about you, man. Don't shut yourself out, please .Nico is worried sick about his bro.” Jason smiled.

“How are he and Will? I hope their relationship is still going strong” Leo grinned deviously. “They are super super gay and proud, don't worry.”

“As they should be.” Jason replied sternly like a mother that it made Leo giggle. “Anyways, the reason I'm actually here is, I WON TWO TICKETS TO THE THEME PARK!!” Leo smacked the tickets into Jason's face aggressively in excitement. “The one Piper said she always went to? Do you know how expensive those things are?? What did you sacrifice to the gods to get these?”

Jason's eyes sparkled. He had never been to theme parks before, and this theme park Leo had just won tickets to? It was not cheap. and the hopes of visiting one felt like a fever dream. It felt bizarre, the whole concept of carnivals, amusement parks and theme parks were non existent to the Romans.

“That's besides the point. All that matters is that there are TWO tickets. And I've invited YOU to go with me dude” Leo said. Jason's jaw dropped. “Wait? Seriously? You're taking me of all people to go with you? But why?”

“Dam bro you're so oblivious, it's cuz you're my best bud! Who else would I be taking? Besides, no offense, you look like you clearly need a stress free trip” Leo rolled his eyes. Jason cackled as Leo screamed through almost half the rides that he INSISTED he wasn't scared of. Jason had to reassure him that he isn't falling as long as he has his skydiving buddy with him.

“OKAY. Holy hephaestus. I am NEVER going on rides like that ever again dammit!” Leo leaned on Jason's shoulder for support. The longer jason replayed Leo's screams, the funnier it got.“Yup. I'm sure won't. Do you want ice cream? Because I'm paying, no arguments.” Jason stated firmly like a mother again. “For the love of god, could you stop with the mother voice? It makes me feel like I'm getting reprimanded “ Leo whined and Jason laughed.

“Okay so icecream or no?”

“How could I decline that offer, Superman?”

Without even realizing it, Jason forgot all about what he was upset about. That's the Leo Valdez effect for ya!

[blonde-tori-spring555]

as promised, here is one of my tori spring stories

(please tell me what u think, because idek if i like it)

“Charlie, I'm going to the shops soon. Do you need anything?” I yelled from the top of the stairs, “Tori, I know you're going on a date with Michael” Charlie replied from the living room, so calmly it confused me if it was actually a date. It isn't a date. I look at myself in the mirror in my room one last time, it feels strange, I feel…put together. What i mean is i spent at least 30 minutes trying to figure out what to wear, from what i've heard, what i've ‘been through’ to figure out what to wear, is ‘perfectly normal’, first i layed out around four options on what to wear, and when I couldn't decide I asked Charlie, which he responded with “where are you even going” and “i don’t know, why does it matter” so I kicked him out and took all my clothes out in panic, and threw them around the room, then I sat on my floor and cried, then told myself I was being an idiot, did my makeup, and put on some jeans, a white shirt, a black hoodie (which actually fitted me instead of being oversized and/or one of Michael) and some white converse, that I stole off Charlie a couple years ago, to be honest I look the same, but whatever.

I took the bus to the ice skating place Michael went to, he said we could skate together after he's done training, I'm not sure why I said yes, I don't even know how to skate, I haven't since I was a kid. This isn't a date.

I walk inside, he's still training, so I sit in the stands and wait. If this isn't a date, then why am I so nervous? Maybe this is a date, maybe Michael intends it to be a date. Shit this is a date isn't it, no surely not, Michael isn’t my boyfriend, he isn't, so this surely isn't a date.

“Tori!'' I look up and snap out of my thoughts, Michael smiling widely and waving at me from the rink, I smile back, “is that a smile I see Victoria '' he gasps dramatically, I roll my eyes and try not to laugh. I'm blushing. I walk down the stairs and meet with him, and he gleams at me and smiles largely making him look almost insane and cute at the same time, “what?” I ask, “nothing, nothing, you just-” he looks me up and down, not in a sexual way but in a way almost to fully look at me, if that makes sense, “oh my god u looks so cute!” he says in the loudly excitable way, like a child getting a new toy, he quickly takes off his skates and runs up to me and hugs me, almost lifting me off the ground, its probably because of our height difference, he’s alot taller, “i look the same” I reply bluntly, still being held, “yeah, but your… ughhhhh, your so fucking pretty” he nuzzles his face into my neck, gives it a quick kiss, then quickly walks away as if regretting, he opens his mouth to say something, probably to say sorry, but I quickly beat him to it by saying “so we gonna skate now or…?” he looks at me, closes his mouth, half forces a smile “yeah sure” he goes and grabs me some skates, hands them to me and sits down to put his own on, I sit next to him, “just so you know imma be shit at this” he looks and me and laughs softly “I thought so, that's why i’m here to help” I roll my eyes and laugh, he smirks back.

We’re now on the ice, well michael is, i’m standing at the entrance scared to death, “if I die this is all your fault” I glare at him “i’m sure you wont die” he laughs, “i’m fucking serious” I try not to laugh, he holds my hands as I walk onto the ice, to my surprise I dont immediately fall. I force him to hold onto me as we skate, or well he drags me. We laugh and smile and talk and fall, eventually we finish, and we're sore and tired and loki kinda wet, but it was fun. It's still not a date though.

“Are you just going home now or?” he looks at me, he seems understanding, “yeah probably, I told my parents I would be home soon so” i say not looking at him “ok” he nods understandingly “I don't ever really do though” I say still not looking at him, “what?” he asks confused, I realise im not making sense “sorry…ummm, if you don't want me to go now we can just hang around for a bit longer” he looks at me and smiles “if you want” I nod back, i’m blushing, i'm not sure why, he doesn't ask if my parents will be mad, he knows i don't care, anymore at least.

We just sorta sit and talk for a while, after a bit we fall into silence, it's a comfortable silence, it's never really awkward around him, after a minute or so I break it, “don’t you think it's strange that everyone thinks we're dating, just because they saw us kiss once” I look at him, he looks back “their just hopeless romantics'' he replies, “your starting to sound like me” I joke, he laughs back, “that kiss…” I say, we’ve talked about it before, we’ve decided it was a heat of the moment sorta thing, we’ve kissed a few times since. not in that way. He looks at me, for context when I bring it up its the only way my fucking autistic brain can ask for a kiss, he leans in and says “no ones here and no one cares” I put my hands on his face and kiss him, its a normal kiss, not a gross one were u taste eachothers mouths, its just normal, it doesnt last long, but it's long enough.

We part and he rests his forehead on mine, he's looking at me, I keep my eyes closed. I hate eye contact, it makes me wanna die. I finally open my eyes to look at his blue and green ones, he still hasn’t put his glasses back on, his blue eye isn't as bright as my blue eyes, he even jokes that when he doesn't have his glasses on, it's the main thing he can see on my face. For context he's like nearly blind in his blue eye and his eyesight is shit in general. He kisses my forehead. We stayed like that for a bit.

He walks me home, I chose not to take the bus, everytime i’m on one that isn't for school there is usually a random old man eyeing me. I hate men. We get to my house, I don't invite him in, I already know my mum is pissed at me, I'm an hour and 23 minutes late to what time I said I should be home, Michael doesn't need to see her yell, he’ll probably think she's crazy or some shit. I give him a kiss goodbye and walk into my house.

“Your late Victoria” I hear my mum say from the kitchen, she's not even looking at me, Charlie and Ollie both turn and look at me, their playing mario kart, Charlie nods at me then unpaused the game and they both continue to play, “so what were you and michael doing to make you an hour and a half late” my mum raises her eyebrow, my dads head shoots up, oh i'm in for a lovely talk, “victoria this is just unacceptable, the least you could do is call me and say that your going to be late, but here we are, worried sick” my mum guilt trips “yeah but even calling wouldn't of been enough would it” I say, it wasn’t aggressive just pointing out the obvious, “loose that tone” my mum snaps, “what tone” i scoff, “tori, me and your mum think it's inappropriate for you to be hanging out with a boy and coming home exceedingly late and in clothes that are very obviously his” my dad says trying to calm the situation, and for fucks sake that ain't happening, “first of all michael isn’t my boyfriend, second of all your talking about him like he’s in his 30s, and third of all why do you both even think im late” i sorta shout, but its still quiet so Charlie and Ollie can’t hear, “tori your too young to be having…hanky panky” my dad says, oh im in for a treat, in my head i plan to say something like ‘he’s not my boyfriend’ or ‘stop saying hanky panky’ but it comes out more like…”OH YOUR ONE TO FUCKING TALK!” don’t regret it though, if you don't know my parents had me barely a 2 years after they met and got together, my mum finished her english lit course only 2 months before I was born, she had to drop out of a lot but her parents were happy she at least finished the minimum, anyway she had me and my dad was still studying in uni so we went and lived in cambridge where my dad studied, when i was 4 months old my mum got pregnant again, with charlie, he was born like a month early, but so was i, we were both pretty much fine, my dad never wanted to rush into marriage, my mum didn't mind, but i think when you get your girlfriend pregnant twice it's kinda the deal. Ok sorry that just sounds weird. My parents got married when I was 3 and Charlie was 2. My dad looks at me, clearly unsure what to say, my mum is clearly trying not to say something she's gonna regret later, so i just walk away.

I’m not really sure how long it had been since that ‘argument’ but after a bit charlie knocked on my door, i let him in and we cuddled in my bed for a bit, “i heard what you said” he eventually says “did ollie?” i reply, “no, i don't think so” he responds, i nod, “the funny thing is your right” he chuckles, i laugh softly back, “its weird how people look at us and don't realise” i say, “i know right like i was casually talking about it to Sarah and she was in pure shock!” Charlie laughs, Sarah is Nick's mum, she's nice, i like her. We just laugh for a bit and at some point Charlie falls asleep in my arms and I start to drift off too. to be honest it's the best sleep I've had in a long time.

I don't really remember my childhood, it was normal i guess, the funny thing is that majority of the memories i have include charlie, which yeah like he’s my brother, but what i mean is their special, like my main happy memories, charlie and i have been through everything together, like when i got my first period when i was 9 my mum was at some baby appointment since she had just had ollie and i thought i was dying so for some reason instead of going to my dad i went to my little brother, obviously he didn't know what was happening to me so he just held me and cuddled me as i cried, my dad eventually found us and comforted me until my mum came home, and when he came out to us, he had blurted it out one dinner when he was 13 and run to his room before anyone could react, i ran after him and held him and talked to him and told him how proud i was and how much i loved him, and when i was like 6 i decided i wanted to run away, i don't remember why i just did, and my 5 year old little brother asked if he could come with me and so i said yes and we attempted to camp out on our trampoline we had growing up (our grandparents gave it to us or something) and eventually we got to cold and went inside and my parents said we could all stay up and watch a movie but im pretty sure we fell asleep in like 15 minutes. To be honest the list goes on and on, and now that I think about it I realise why people think we’re twins. I know it's total bullshit, but you know what I mean, like for a good 3 or 4 years growing up we were the same height. The thing is charlie will always be mine, he was mine first and biologically we will always be together, i would do anything for him, i would for either of my brothers, i would kill for them no questions asked, i would die for them, i would lie for them and i will always protect them. My parents used to always say that was my job as the older sibling, and it's funny because it’s true, but I could choose not to, but I want to, it's a habit, it's a need. For a long time i always thought i only felt that way about my brothers, that was until michael came into my life and nick really became part of our family, i mean it will always be a different kind of love, but i would still do anything for them. No questions asked.

I eventually actually fall asleep holding Charlie, as if it's a habit, I wake up at what has to be a decent hour for someone who has slept in, (it was around 10:30) I wake up still holding Charlie and ollie curled next to me like a kitten, they're both still asleep, but clearly about to wake up, I just lie there for a while longer, savoring it like it's the last time it will be this way, even if it probably isn't. The boys wake up around 5 minutes after I do. Nick and Michael come over, and we just sit and watch movies all day, and play Mario kart, and laugh until our stomachs hurt. I could get used to this, I love these boys, all in different ways, but yet the same, listen I am aware I probably sound like I'm reminiscing on my deathbed right now, but when you have lived a shit life like me and have seen things a person should never have to see, whether a child or a teenager, or even an adult, you treasure moments like this, my parents are still home, their just doing their own thing, them seem happy, they definitely talked about what I had said, I don't care, if they wanted to punish me they would’ve by now.

Right now high school musical is playing due to Nick and Michael learning ollie has never watched it and they apparently must educate him and their dancing and singing around the room together and me and charlie are sitting on the couch admiring it all. I kiss his cheek and he smiles at me. I love my boys.

But Nick should probably stop encouraging ollie to dance on the coffee table before someone gets told off or hurt.

(Please tell me what u think, I also might change it slightly since it does include things that barley make sense, but I hope u enjoyed x)

[dotster001]

Le Chasseur d'Amour Part Four

Summary: Rook x reader. Rook's impatience to see you may not have gone as he'd anticipated...

A/N: my wifi is bad where I am, but I'm super excited to post this, so you can find all the other chapters accurately linked in three before I have a chance to fix it

Chapters: One Two Three Five

In hindsight it wasn't a good plan. In fact, it was probably the worst plan you could have come up with.

The second your foot hit the floor to run, Rook's arms were around your middle. You struggled in his grip, while he patronizingly pet your head, and sang the song, from your previous dream, to you.

"What the fuck!" The blond model hissed. Startled, you looked at him, and saw him clutching his bleeding nose, raw fury clouding his face as a purple aura rose up around him.

"You broke my nose! Do you have any idea what that's going to do to my image?"

"I think you'll be ruggedly handsome with a broken nose," Rook said, as he snuggled into your neck, ignoring your struggles.

Vil growled, eyes flashing. "I didn't ask you for your opinion."

"Let me go!" You finally got the courage to shout, followed by an attempt to bite whatever part of Rook you could reach. "You won't take me again! I'm not going back! You can't make me!"

Rook held still. This scared you more than him caressing you.

"Mon amour," he trailed off, swallowing audibly. "You no longer love me?"

Vil seemed to calm down enough, hearing that. But he was still angry about his nose.

"Aw Rook. I told you this could be a possibility."

Rook's grip tightened on you, before burying his face back in your neck.

"I have never stopped loving you. Ever since you vanished, I've been searching. Why? Why don't you love me?"

"Seriously?" You snapped indignantly. "You kidnapped me and stole four years of my life! Why would I ever love you!"

Rook's grip loosened as he turned to finally look you in the face. God, he was handsome. No wonder your brain decided to love him. But you couldn't let yourself slip back under. You'd worked far too hard.

He and Vil shared a look. One of complete confusion. You had no idea why, but it made you feel nauseous.

"I'm sorry!" Vil spoke up, "kidnapped you? Is there something I'm missing here?"

"No," Rook said, tightening his grip again, this time more of a hug, than a hold. "Normally your jokes amuse me to no end, but this one isn't funny."

"Says the man who tracked me to a cabin I rented, and broke in in the middle of the night!" You shouted, now attempting to kick him in the shins. This had no effect.

"Told you," Vil hissed as he touched his still bleeding nose, looking in his compact mirror.

"Mon lapin, you know me well enough to know that waiting is not-"

You finally got a good angle and kneed him right between his legs. With an "oomph" he dropped you, and you tried to run. You shouldn't have angered Vil. Because something had wrapped around your ankle and yanked you to the ground.

You looked at your foot, and saw a vine with roses wrapping itself around your legs, Vil standing over you, a pen in his hand glowing purple.

"Oh God, oh no, oh God, oh no, oh God," you started hyperventilating. There was no way this was happening. Seeing him had retriggered your delusions. That had to be it. Cause why the hell would a rose vine be wrapping itself around you?

"Mon lapin, you are such a strong little bunny. I've always loved that about you," Rook wheezed as he walked over to your continually tied up form.

"But playtime is over now. It's time to go home."

He pulled something small from his pocket, followed by a glowing purple pen. The small thing grew into a giant mirror, which Vil walked through with a huff. Rook gently picked you up, and walked through before you could even shout a strangled, "No!"

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[staytinyville]

In honor of reaching 1.5k followers, with only 500 more followers left to reach my 2k event, I have decided to give those of my current followers sneak peaks into the eight stories.

These are my favorite parts of the stories. They are just the dialogues but I love them so much and I'm so excited to get them out to you guys!

Can you guys guess what their stories are?

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"Would you mind looking at me?"

"I mustn't."

"Why not?"

"I do not wish to taint you with my ugliness."

"Who has told you such lies? You are the most beautiful man I have ever seen. And I have seven men as my royal guards. Such amazing eyes that sparkle. Smile that captures."

"But I have a hideous mark."

"Nonsense. It's what makes you more beautiful if anything. A mark of a warrior. I would like for you to join my royal guards. Alongside the others."

“Pardon me, but would you like to dance?”

“I'd love to.” “It's very nice to meet you. I am (Y/N).”

“Yes, I've lived in the kingdom since I was born.”

“Of course. Is there something that you do?”

“I am a musician.”

“So are you here to preform?”

“You can say.”

“Sing something for me?”

“I'd love to.”

“Poor lover boy chained like an animal. Pathetic—if you were my real son you'd know how to get out. Now i have things to do.”

“Where are you going!?”

“To pay your little blue bird a visit.”

“No!” “No don't touch them!” “Don’t you dare!”

“Is that a fucking dragon!?”

“It’s Hongjoong.”

“Do you know what you would have been had she not?”

“The servants never wanted to tell me. Would you love me if I was like you?”

“I would love you for who you are. Not what you look like.”

“Would you like to hear a song?”

“I love songs.”

“It's a merman! You were right!?”

“I thought they swallowed water.”

“I thought they saw a manatee.”

“I'm right here.”

“Oh my gods! They are so beautiful! Look at this one!”

“We're not fish.”

“It talks.”

“Did he just call me an it?”

“Wooyoung be respectful.”

“What are you looking at?”

“Them.”

“What about them?”

“Do you see the way they stand? The way they hold their sword? They are so confident and sure of themselves. I want to be like them.”

“You look like us.” “Well, not like us. They do, but you still look adorable.”

“You’re Atlantean.”

“Wooyoung, you have to stand back! You don’t know what they’re capable of!”

“Yeosang do you not see their eye bags? Or the pale skin? They are clearly scholars not fighters! “

“Pale skin?”

“Yes but the others are!”

“No wait!” “Don't go!”

“Ah!” “Why would you scare me like that?”

“I'm sorry. It's just—I didn't want you to leave. I really liked your signing.”

“Ah, thank you.”

“You're really good! I didn't want you to stop.”

“I can sing more if you'd like.”

“Please.”

[wjhik]

We Have Some News (Jude Bellingham) Y/N's POV:

Jude and I have been trying for a baby for so long now.  We got married 4 years ago, when my son was 11. It was weird for him. It's always just been me and him. His father's family left the country after finding out he got me pregnant as a teenager. They were too concerned about their reputation. Ilyas and I were very close. I made it a point to do the best I can for him. He won't suffer for my mistake. We've had some hard times like most do. It wasn't easy being in my sophomore year in high-school with a newborn, or a freshman in college with a 3 year old, but I made it work. When I met Jude, he turned it around for us. He made sure to spoil Ilyas with all the toys and gadgets I couldn't afford. Even when I insisted he shouldn't, he went behind my back to give Ilyas everything he could. Jude and I met when Ilyas was 7. He wasn't fond of him at first, but Jude slowly gained his trust through playing video games with him and taking him to see his favorite players in the stadiums.

Back to the present day, Jude and I were very excited. We've wanted a baby for so long, but it wasn't happening. I've been feeling sick lately. Jude and I never stopped trying, however we became less strict. We don't track my ovulation, or take tests every week to make sure. I haven't taken a test in over 2 months, but I decided to try it. Maybe I should talk to Jude about it first. I'll wait for him to get home. I'm interrupted from my train of thought by the door opening and a hurricane of a boy running in.

"What happened to you??" I question my son in pure shock. "I was- Oh my god. Give me a second." He says, holding his  chest, panting. "Okay, so...I was walking this girl home. First, I had to deal with her dad who interrogated me, then I got chased for 5 kilometers by Mr. Evans' racist dog." He says, rummaging through the cupboards, scavenging for food. "The dogs' not racist, Ilyas. He's just scared of you." I say to him, laughing at his accusations. I tell him to sit down so I can give him his lunch. "Mom, did you see the way he was barking at me and Jude?! That's a racist dog if I've seen one." He says, barbarically digging into his food. "Alright, baby." I say.

Ilyas and I both finished our lunch and are sitting on the couch together. I feel my stomach turning inside out. "I'll be back, baby." I say to him as I quickly get up and head to the bathroom. (I'll spare you guys details about Y/N's delicious vomit) "Mama? You okay?" I hear Ilyas asking, sounding very worried. I'm sure he heard me. Fuck, I didn't mean to scare him. "Yeah, I'm okay." I say, attempting to calm his worries. I hear a quite "okay" as he walks away. Just as I get up to go back to the living room, my stomach flips inside out again. (will spare you guys again)

Jude's POV:

It's been a long day. I can't wait to go home to Y/N. I can't wait to see what she's cooked. I love her food. (hungry boy) "Y/N/N, I'm home! Hey, Ilyas." I say, walking into the living room and sitting on the couch next to Ilyas to take off the shoes. I place them at the front door and head over to the kitchen. I open the pot on the stove to peek at what's for dinner. "Hey, Jude?" Ilyas asks me. "Yeah, what's up?" I ask him, turning my attention towards him. He looks concerned. Is everything okay? "Mom's not feeling well. She's in the bathroom. I think she's throwing up." He says to me. "Why? Did something happen?" I say, walking towards the downstairs bathroom. "She was fine, but then she got up and went to the bathroom." I knock on the bathroom door. "Y/N? You okay?" I say through the door.

Y/N's POV:

Ugh, why is Jude home? I already scared Ilyas, now Jude too? "Yeah, I'm okay, baby." I am so not okay. "Can I come in?" He asks me. I open the door and let him in. I see Ilyas at the door looking horrified at the sight of me on the floor. "Hey, baby. I'm okay, don't worry. Go play your game." I say to Ilyas as Jude steps in the bathroom. Jude shuts the door behind him and sits on the floor with me. He puts his hand on my cheek. "Are you okay, baby?" He asks me looking into my eyes that are watering. I hate vomiting more than anything. "I've been feeling sick all day. I wanted to take a test but I wanted to wait for you." I say to him. He asks me if I wanted to take a test now. I got up from my surprisingly comfortable place on my floor and step out of the bathroom. Ilyas comes up to me and asks me if I'm alright. "I'm okay, baby. I'm just not feeling well. I'm going to take a nap." I say to him, placing a hand up high on his shoulder. He's about as tall as Jude, which is scary because of how young he is. He takes after his father. He really is a gentle giant, though.

I walk into Jude and I's shared room with Jude trailing behind me. Instead of heading to my room like I told Ilyas, I headed to the bathroom. Jude made it there before me and handed me a pregnancy test from my side of our counter. "Ready?" He asks me, sticking the test at me. I sigh and take it from him. I do my business as he looks away. "Set a timer." I tell him, placing the stick on the counter and leaving the bathroom to sit on our couch at the foot of the big bed we have. "It'll be okay, baby. Don't worry." Jude says, sitting down next to me. "I know it will." I say, giving him a reassuring smile. A few minutes of small talk is quickly stopped after hearing Jude's blaring alarm coming from his phone. He stands up and puts his hand out to help me up.

"You look." I tell him. "I don't wanna look!" He whines. "It's your kid!" I argue back. "It's your kid, too!" He says. We're both avoiding the news. Either we can be disappointed again, or our entire lives can change forever. No pressure though. "Okay, same time?" He nods at my suggestion. "3, 2, 1." And we look down. Two lines.

Jude's POV:

Is this real? After so many years? "Oh my god. Oh my god!" Is all I can say. I immediately hug Y/N. "You're PREGNANT!!!" I say dropping to my knees, kissing her belly. My baby is really in there. "Shhh!!!" Y/N yells, her pointer finger in from of her mouth. "Whaaatt??" I say, extending my words. How could she not be jumping off the walls right now? "Ilyas will hear you!" She whisper yells. "How are we going to break this to him?" She asks. "I don't know, love. That's up to you. If you want to keep it secret for a little, or tell him now. Whatever you want to do, I'll be here." I say to her. She cares so much about him. She's an amazing mom. "How is he going to react? Oh my god. This was a bad idea." She starts spiraling into a panic. "Hey. Hey. He'll be fine. He loves you so much and just wants to see you happy." I say, rubbing her back. "I know. I know. I just don't want to change things for him, you know? Things have always been crazy for us, and were just starting to settle a little, and now I'm pregnant. This will change everything." She says with pure fear in her eyes. "I know things won't be the same, but that's not a bad thing. He loves babies. Just think of how happy he'll be. Everything will be different, but it'll all be okay, my love." I say, pulling her in and kissing her head. She takes a deep breath, and relaxes into me.

(Time Skip)

Y/N's POV:

"Ilyas! Get in here, please!" I yell from the living room with Jude sitting next to me, rubbing my leg soothingly. We just had dinner, and it's us now what we consider 'alone time', so it's unsual for me to call him out of his gaming trance. He comes in the living room, questioning me. I tell him to sit down. (doing the next part in message format to make it more understandable )

Y/N: So, you know I haven't been feeling amazing lately.

Ilyas: Yeah...

Y/N: Well, I had a hunch about what it may be, and I tested it a few weeks back. Jude and I have been together a while, and him and I are pretty settled in. And I think you like him as well, right?

Ilyas: He's fine, I guess."

Y/N: We've been thinking for a while about this, and we decided now is the right time.

Ilyas: Are you sending me away?! Mama, I'm sorry! I'll be good, I promise!

Y/N and Jude: What?

Ilyas has been scared of being sent away to a boarding school since he was 4. It was never even an idea in my head. He's been scared since I fell asleep while the TV was on and the grown up shows started playing. He saw a little too much of "The Awakening."

Y/N: Baby, we're not sending you away. Actually, quite the opposite. Instead of loosing a kid, we're..."

I hesitate as I look to Jude for a little reassurance. He gives me a smile and rubs my knee.

Y/N: I'm pregnant.

I can feel my eyes sting up. Is he upset? He's my baby forever. I don't want him to forget that. Oh god. This was a bad idea. I can get rid of it. It's okay. It's still early. The thoughts are interrupted by Ilyas.

Ilyas: Ew...Why?

Jude: What do you mean "why"?

Ilyas: I'm talking to my mom here. Not you.

Y/N: Ilyas, don't talk like that.

Ilyas: Why would you have a baby with him?

Oh no.

Jude: What is that supposed to mean?

They're both standing up now. (dw judes not gonna fight a 15 year old) I'm in shock at this point. I don't know how to react. Ilyas storms into his room and slams the door after cursing Jude out in our language, so he doesn't understand. I leave the room and head to the bedroom to cry it out.

Jude's POV:

I follow after Y/N. When I get to the bedroom, she's in bed, silently crying to herself. I sit down on my side on the bed. Her back is turned to me. I have my hand on her back, rubbing it how she likes. "Hey, baby. Don't cry. It's okay. He's just scared of what could be. Give him some time. He'll come around. He loves you more than anything. No one loves their mama more than him." She silently turns around to face me. She nestles herself into my chest. My hand goes into her hair to rub her head. Next thing I know, she's fast asleep. I need to talk to Ilyas. I can imagine how much he's going through. (antiasshole stepdad jude)

Ilyas' POV:

Knock. Knock. Knock. I take out my air pods that are blasting your classic angsty teenage music. I really don't want to be lectured by my mom about how Jude is only looking out for me, or how he loves me or some shit. I put my headphones back in, hoping my mom will take it as a 'I don't wanna talk right now.' Knock. Knock. Knock. Oh my daaays, man. I simply up the volume on my song. KNOCK. KNOCK. Bro. I get up from my very comfortable position, laying on my stomach on my bed. I swing the door open, expecting to see my mom. "Yes, mama?" I say, slight annoyance in my voice. Then, I realize who's at the door. "Oh. What do you want?" I ask. "Can I come in?" What does this guy want? I step out of the way for him.

"I get it. You want the best for your mom, and you don't think that's me. I get that, but I just want you to know I'll treat her the best humanly possible. I know she's not new to this parenting thing, but I am. Even though I haven't done this before, I can promise you I'll be the best dad to this baby. Your mom's not gonna forget about you. She loves you more than anything on this world, and she makes that clear to me everyday." Why is he saying all this? I thought he was going to lecture me. Why should he? He's not my dad. "Look, I'm not here to lecture you, or tell you your behavior was unacceptable or anything like that. I'm not your dad." Wow. How ironic. "I'm scared." Why am I talking? "What if she forgets me?" Stop talking, Ilyas. Why are you confessing to this guy? "She will never forget you. Every night, she tells me how much she loves you. How you're the most important thing in the world to her, much more important than me, might I add. She says she's lucky to be your mother. I can't help but agree with her. You're an amazing kid, Ilyas. Neither me nor her will ever forget that." Why is my face wet? Fuck, I cannot be crying at this shit. I quickly wipe my face and give Jude a smile. He places his hand on my shoulder and wishes me a goodnight after leaving and closing the door.

Y/N's POV:

Yesterday was horrible. I have to make it up to Ilyas. I can't believe I upset him that much. I turn over and see a sleeping Jude. He looks so peaceful. My peace is quickly ruined by my nausea. I quickly head to the bathroom to throw up. I feel a hand wrap around my hair, holding it back. Once I'm done, I look up, my face red. "Good morning, beautiful." Jude leans in for a kiss, but I quickly pull back. "Vomit breath." I say. He ignores me and goes in for another kiss. "I don't care." He says in between kisses. "Alright, enough. I have to go talk to Ilyas." I say, getting up from my designated spot on the floor. I wrap myself in a robe to keep myself warm and walk into the kitchen.

"Good morning, mama." I look up from my phone to see my baby, covered in flour. He rushes over to me to give me a kiss on my forehead. "Good morning, baby. What are you doing?" I say, giggling at his face covered in all sorts of breakfast items. "Making you breakfast! I feel bad about yesterday. Maybe Jude isn't so bad..." He says, avoiding eye contact. "What's that smell?" I say, sniffing the air. "Fuck!" Ilyas yells, looking back at his burning bacon. "Ilyas!" I yell at him. He knows better than to talk like that. Ilyas is about as stubborn as I am, so what changed his mind?

"Good morning, Jude. Pancakes?" I look behind me to see Jude walking towards the kitchen. "Yum. Yes, please." What is going on? My boys getting along? More like, Ilyas tolerating Jude? I slowly waddle towards the kitchen counter where Jude is sitting. The boys are making conversation. "I'll be back." Ilyas says as he leaves to go to his room, hearing his phone ring. "What black magic did you do on my son?" I ask Jude, him stuffing his face with a pancake. "He's not as tough as he seems." He says, nudging me. Ilyas comes back into the room. "So? Opinions?" He asks me as I take a bite of his food. "I love it, baby. Thank you." I say. "It is really good." Jude agrees with me. "Good. Didn't wake up at 7am on a weekend for nothing." Ilyas says, taking a bite of his creation then dusting his hands on his apron that is far too small for him. "I'm glad you two are getting along." I say. "Me too. It's nice not living with an opp." Ilyas says. Jude gives him a sarcastic smile. I kiss Jude. "Ew. I don't like him that much." Ilyas chimes in. I grab him by his tiny apron and snog his face with kisses while tickling his sides. Ilyas is struggling to breath and Jude is laughing his ass off. My perfect little family is growing.

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[septembermonologues]

I understand that some may be concerned about orym letting laudna slip into darkness with delilah and telling keyleth about lillianas connection to imogen (which even then, I understood why he did it) but takes like that annoy me because it discredits how good of a conversation that was!!!! keyleth validating oryms anger is good actually imo!!!!! he's lived through weeks of people telling him that these people, who have taken lives for their selfish agendas, may have a point because of their use of the gods as a scapegoat!!!!! it's so powerful to me that his leader, someone he looks up to so much, is on the same page with him, not making him feel like he has to hide his feelings or battle with the anger inside of him!!!!!! it's natural!!!!!!!!! she's putting trust in him, believing he can lead and fight!!!!!!!!!!! he is not acting against his people, he is standing with them as they are with him!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am both scared and EXTREMELY EXCITED about where orym is going to go as a character I can't wait for the YouTube vod to come out on Monday and cry over that convo again

i was just hoping that meeting his family and talking to keyleth about it in full might like... be a moment of reflection or contemplation or realization for that crowd but it seems to have made them worse.

i don't want to say it's not possible that he hasn't or won't make some questionable choices but i've been struggling with people who seem to blame him entirely for delilah possibly having more control on laudna, especially after the talk laudna and imogen had last ep! like i feel like they totally ignored it because it would minimize the role they forced orym into taking.

and i'm glad he said something about liliana now because that's a big fucking thing to just be upfront about given their involvement and the current stakes. i don't think it was to throw her under the bus, i think it was a 'there's no point in lying about or hiding this because you can take one look at the two of them and connect the dots'.

they have both lost people they love. they both have to right to be angry and want justice. idk why they can say that for keyleth but not for orym.

[geralt-of-baevia]

Happenstance: Part Six

Story Summary: Henry is about to go to bed one night when he suddenly gets a text from a random number he doesn’t know. What happens when you accidentally text the star actor of The Witcher? Memes apparently. Lots and lots of memes. Part One | Part Two |  Part Three | Part Four | Part Five | Part Six Pairing: Henry Cavill x OFC (Lizzy Moore)

Word count: 5k

Warnings: Not to ruin it, but LOTS of sexy talk.

A/N: aLRIGHT GUYS. Let's address the elephant in the room. It's been TWO AND A HALF YEARS since I updated this bad boy. This chapter has been sitting in my drafts for like, a year and a half. But HERE I AM TO POST IT FINALLY YAAAAAAY. I promise, it's VERY worth it. :P

A/N #2: So, I just wanted to remind for this chapter that this is written in a world where the pandemic is still FRESH and everyone is home in hardcore lockdown. That's all. Enjoy!

Beta: Thank you @midnightswithdearkatytspb for betaing this chapter and for helping me get the motivation and excitement to post this damn thing! You're amazing.

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(Lizzy:) Um, Joey. 

(Joey:) Um, Lizzy? 

(Lizzy:) Did you know that Henry was sending me something? 

(Joey:)

(Lizzy:) Okay, but before or AFTER I asked you for HIS address to send mine? 

(Joey:) Before. 👀

(Joey:) But I shit you not. Henry asked me the same day for your address. It was so cute.

(Joey:) It's like a movie. 

(Joey:)

(Lizzy:) But like, why? Why would he send me a gift? 

(Joey:) Well, why did YOU send him a gift? 

(Lizzy:) Because I wanted to apologize, and I hadn't heard from him in over a week and felt like I should make that reach. 

(Joey:) Hmm, maybe he's feeling the same way? 

(Joey:)

(Lizzy:) I mean, I guess so? 

(Lizzy:) I just feel so fucking terrible about the whole thing.

(Joey:) Trust me, I think Henry is feeling the same way, Liz. 

(Lizzy:) Why do you say that?

(Joey:) Um, HELLO ELIZABETH. He sent you a gift in the mail. Have you opened it yet? 

(Lizzy:) No. It's just sitting on my coffee table. I've been sitting here staring at it for a good 10 minutes. 

(Joey:) Oh GOD, you two are perfect for each other. You're both so melodramatic. 

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(Henry:) Joey. I just got a package in the mail from Lizzy. Did you give her my address? 

(Joey:)

(Henry:) Do you know what she sent me? 

(Joey:) Nope. Lizzy just said she wanted to send you something as an apology gift. 

(Henry:) Do you know if she's gotten mine yet?

(Joey:) It’s funny you ask that. She just texted me that she got yours—what a coincidence. 

(Joey:)

(Henry:) She did?! Did she say if she opened it? What does she think of the gifts?

(Joey:) She hadn’t opened it yet when I just talked to her. Also, can you two just text each other instead of using me as a middle man? As much as I like being updated at every instance on this drama, I don’t want to be like, DIRECTLY in the middle. 

(Henry:) I don’t know if she’ll talk to me, though, Joey. 

(Joey:)

(Joey:) Henry. SHE SENT YOU A GIFT. JUST FUCKING TEXT HER PLEASE. 

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(Henry:) Hey Lizzy, I just got your package. I heard you got mine?

(Lizzy:) Hi! Yes, I did. I haven’t opened it yet, though. 

(Henry:) I haven’t opened yours yet either. 

(Lizzy:) You know, you didn’t have to send me a gift Henry. 

(Henry:) I could say the same thing to you. I’m the one who messed up. 

(Lizzy:) Are you sure? Because I’m pretty sure I overstepped and made you uncomfortable and made you think I was using you? 😔

(Henry:) Yeah, but I accused you of that, and I shouldn’t have. I completely overreacted. That’s why I sent the gift. I didn’t think a ‘I’m sorry’ would suffice for that. 

(Lizzy:) Well, that’s very sweet of you. I appreciate the apology. And honestly, I’m glad that you’re talking to me. 

(Lizzy:) 

(Henry:) I am, too. I’ve wanted to text you this whole time. I just didn’t know what to say. I honestly kind of thought I might have scared you off. I know you said you’d be waiting, but I didn’t know if that waiting period had an expiration date. And I was kind of embarrassed, I'm not going to lie. 

(Lizzy:) Henry, you're just being cautious. It was dumb of me to tell you about a freaking sex dream that I had. 

(Henry:) Liz, don't say that. You're not dumb, please don't call yourself that. 

(Lizzy:) No, it's just that I felt dumb because I'm so good at rushing into things and I thought it had finally caught up with me and I sabotaged a good thing. 

(Henry:) You didn't sabotage anything. If anyone did it's me. 

(Lizzy:) Why do you say that?

(Henry:) Because I had a beautiful, amazing, sexy woman who I am very much into telling me about the sex dream she had with me. Who doesn't want that?

(Lizzy:) But still. it's understandable, Hen.

(Henry:) Is it though? Even though since we talked last I've had a sex dream about you and felt even more guilty afterwards?

(Lizzy:) Oh, Hen. It's totally normal to have sex dreams about people you know so please don't feel guilty. 

(Henry:) I like it when you call me that btw 😏

(Lizzy:) What? Call you Hen? 

(Henry:) Yeah, I think it's cute. 😏

(Lizzy:)

(Lizzy:) Well I thought it was adorable when you called me Liz earlier. 

(Lizzy:) Now, should we open our presents? 

(Henry:) We should.

(Lizzy:) I'm so nervous!

(Lizzy:)

(Henry:) Why are you nervous? 

(Lizzy:) Oh I don't know Henry... the guy I like got me this gift that is literally taking up my ENTIRE coffee table. 

(Lizzy:)

(Henry:)

(Henry:) I was just going to get you a couple things but then I think I went a little overboard. Please open it! 

(Lizzy:) Can I call you while I do? Would that be okay?

(Henry:) Absolutely. I would really like that. 

𝗜𝗡𝗖𝗢𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗖𝗔𝗟𝗟: 💙𝗟𝗶𝘇𝘇𝘆💙

(Henry:) "Hi there Lizzy."

(Lizzy:) "Hi, Henry." 

(Henry:) "So, are you going to open it or what? My anxiety is off the charts now."

(Lizzy:) "Okay, okay! I'm opening it right now...oh my god. Henry..."

(Henry:) "Do you like it?" 

(Lizzy:) "What do you mean 'it?' Which thing?! Henry there's so MANY things in this! When you said you went overboard you really did."

(Henry:) "Yeah...is it too much? I'm sorry if it's too much-"

(Lizzy:) "No! Henry, this gift basket is the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for me. God, what is all in here anyway?" 

(Henry:) "There's a little bit of everything."

(Lizzy:) "You could say that again! Henry! There's bath salts in here and a bath bomb, and is this a robe?! Henry this robe is so fucking soft. And slippers? Henry!"

(Henry:) "So you like it?" 

(Lizzy:) "Henry! Why wouldn't I like this?! Oh-oh my god Henry. You didn't."

(Henry:) "Oh no. Did I get something bad?" 

(Lizzy:) "No, just Henry. These face masks." 

(Henry:) "Are they not good? Do you not like them?" 

(Lizzy:) "Henry, stop. These are amazing! They're also like almost $100 each! This is too much. I-I can't accept this." 

(Henry:) "No! Please don't. I just read that those ones were really good and I know you like doing face masks so I thought you would like them." 

(Lizzy:) "God this makes me feel like shit about my gift. Like, you got me this giant spa themed gift basket that apparently I don't want to know how much money you put into." 

(Henry:) "I just figured it was the least I could do. Help you relax after all the stress I put you through." 

(Lizzy:) "Henry, this is literally the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for me. You're too kind." 

(Henry:) "No, I'm just the right amount of kind to you, Lizzy. Now it's time for me to open yours." 

(Lizzy:) "God, I'm so nervous. I should have had you open yours first. I can't follow this." 

(Henry:) "Oh hush, Lizzy. I'm sure I'll love whatever it is." 

(Lizzy:) "God I hope so. It's not $300 worth of fancy face masques but I hope you like it." 

(Henry:) "Wait, Lizzy. Are you serious? Did you make this shirt?" 

(Lizzy:) "I did. I stole your measurements from work and made it for you. I um-I put reinforced buttons across the chest for you so there's no cleavage gaps. And then I made sure to put in a little extra room into your shoulder and bicep area, hopefully without making you look too bulky. Do you like the color? I know it's just like a super light grey but I figured it'd be versatile." 

(Henry:) "Liz, this is amazing. Wait, what's this?" 

(Lizzy:) "Oh yeah, I made you something else for you too." 

(Henry:) "Did you make me brownies?" 

(Lizzy:) "I did! You said you wanted some that one time I told you I was making them when we were talking, so I thought I'd make some just for you."

(Henry:) "That's so kind of you. Wait, what's this other one?" 

(Lizzy:) "Oh! Um, those are treats for Kal." 

(Henry:) "You made something for Kal?" 

(Lizzy:) "Yeah, I figured he should get a treat, too! And I promise it's dog friendly. I got the recipe from my aunt who works with dogs. It has banana, zucchini and carrots. And then almond milk, chia seeds, oat flour. All things that canines can have and are good for them."

(Henry:) "Liz, I'm just in awe. This is all amazing. I know you said that my gift was the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for you, but I can tell you that this is also the sweetest thing anyone has done for me."

(Lizzy:) "Oh it was nothing, I just made you brownies and a shirt."

(Henry:) "Listen to yourself, Liz. You made me a shirt. From scratch! And made sure to modify it to fit me. That's so kind, and means so much to me that you'd do that. And can I be honest with you?"

(Lizzy:) "Of course you can, Hen." 

(Henry:) "When you told me that you made a treat for Kal, god I could kiss you. I still want to kiss you for all of this." 

(Lizzy:) "Is that so?"

(Henry:) "You have no idea. The fact that you didn't just think of me but Kal, too? I'm just- god Lizzy." 

(Lizzy:) "What?"

(Henry:) "You just keep doing more and more things to make me fall for you, aren't you?" 

(Lizzy:) "I mean, this time it wasn't on purpose, I promise."

(Henry:) "Oh? Just this time?" 

(Lizzy:) "I mean, yeah. I don't send pictures of my ass to just anyone." 

(Henry:) "Well, I guess that's good to hear?" 

(Lizzy:) "Oh shut up, you. You know what I mean." 

(Henry:) "Right now I'm wishing I could see that ass in person." 

(Lizzy:) "Henry, we can't be talking like this." 

(Henry:) "And why not?" 

(Henry:) "Because the last time we did we didn't talk for a week and a half and it killed me the whole time." 

(Henry:) "Yes. But that's because I was being an idiot."  

(Lizzy:) "Henry...no you weren't." 

(Henry:) "Okay, let's just agree to disagree on that?"

(Lizzy:) "Fine...I guess so." 

(Henry:) "But it's because I let my emotions get the best of me, and let past relationship troubles get in the way. Someone who just wanted to just shag me wouldn't make me a shirt from scratch, brownies and treats for Kal. I can tell you really care about me." 

(Lizzy:) "Well good. I do care about you, Henry. A lot."

(Henry:) "And I care about you, Lizzy."

(Lizzy:) "Can I tell you something really pathetic?"

(Henry:) "I doubt it's going to be pathetic, but yes please tell me." 

(Lizzy:) "No, it really is. I missed you enough that I watched some of your movies this week."

(Henry:) "Oh? Is that so? Which ones did you watch?" 

(Lizzy:) "I watched Man of Steel and The Man From Uncle and Immortals. You know, I remember thinking how buff you were in Immortals. But seeing you now? You look puny there!"

(Henry:) "Haha, I guess you could say that." 

(Lizzy:) "Also, I have to ask something." 

(Henry:) "Yes?"

(Lizzy:) "How often did they have to wax you? Was it like a daily thing? Were you terribly itchy the whole time?" 

(Henry:) "Hahaha, oh Lizzy. Well, all of us shirtless men initially waxed, a lot. But then we all started breaking out from the waxing, so they switched to shaving us." 

(Lizzy:) "Did you hate it?" 

(Henry:) "Eh, it has its perks. For instance you could see the definition of muscles better."

(Lizzy:) "Oh you don't have to tell me that. Also, I’m sorry, but did you have an eight pack in that movie?" 

(Henry:) "Uh, yeah. I did, I did, haha."

(Lizzy:) "That's incredibly impressive. I didn't think that was actually achievable." 

(Henry:) "Oh it is. It was a lot of work. Eight hours of training a day. And I did only body weight exercises so I wouldn't gain any mass, just muscle."

(Lizzy:) "Hen, that's insane. Impressive, but mostly insane. Also I like you better now compared to that movie." 

(Henry:) "Is that so? What do you like better about me now?" 

(Lizzy:) "I dunno, I just think you look better bulkier is all." 

(Henry:) "Well I can definitely say that this is a lot easier to maintain than that." 

(Lizzy:) "Oh I bet. Also, there's something you said that I can't stop thinking about." 

(Henry:) "What's that?" 

(Lizzy:) "That you said something about you having had a sex dream about lil’ old me."

(Henry:) "Yes, yes I did, haha. What about it?" 

(Lizzy:) "Would it be too forward to ask you about it?" 

(Henry:) "No, no I don't think so. But, before we get to that we need to get one thing settled."

(Lizzy:) "What's that?"

(Henry:) "Do you forgive me for being a complete and total ass to you before?"

(Lizzy:) "Henry, there's nothing to forgive-"

(Henry:) "Lizzy, please."

(Lizzy:) "Alright, alright, haha. Whatever I can tell you to help you sleep at night. Yes Henry, I forgive you."

(Henry:) "Thank you, I've been getting awful sleep. I'm happy to know I'll sleep well tonight now"

(Lizzy:) "Oh gosh you're such a shit."

(Henry:) "Yeah, but you like it." 

(Lizzy:) "You caught me, haha."

(Henry:) "Well, now you can ask your questions."

(Lizzy:) "I mean, I didn't really have any specific questions about it. I just wanted to know what happened, that’s all."

(Henry:) "So, you want me to tell you about the sex we had in my dream?"

(Lizzy:) "Mmhmm."

(Henry:) "You want me to describe in graphic detail the things we did to each other?" 

(Lizzy:) "I mean, it’s not required but it would be greatly appreciated. You’d probably get extra credit even."

(Henry:) "To tell you how we were sitting on my couch kissing? One of my hands in your hair, the other on your neck. How once things got heated you got on top of me to straddle my lap?"

(Lizzy:) "I mean, that does sound like something I would do." 

(Henry:) "And then how I wrapped my arms around you and pressed you close to me as we made out like teenagers? It was actually really adorable because you started to grind against me, and you got so embarrassed because it was instinctual that you did." 

(Lizzy:) "Oh see, now that doesn't sound like me. I would have done it on purpose."

(Henry:) "Oh?"

(Lizzy:) "I mean, yeah. I don't usually grind on someone by accident." 

(Henry:) "Is that so? Well, I guess that's good to know."

(Lizzy:) "Sorry, sorry. I'll stop interrupting. Continue, continue." 

(Henry:) "Well so, then after you started grinding on me I let my hands slip under the back of your shirt and unclasp your bra. You take it off under your shirt and your bra and toss them to the side. And god, you looked so perfect sitting there on my lap."

(Lizzy:) "Henry..."

(Henry:) "Do I need to stop?" 

(Lizzy:) "No, no. I want you to continue." 

(Henry:) "Haha, are you sure about that?"

(Lizzy:) "Henry, I'm pretty sure this is the hottest thing that has ever happened to me." 

(Henry:) "Is that so?"

(Lizzy:) "Henry, please please keep going."

(Henry:) "Can I ask you something?" 

(Lizzy:) "Mmhmm." 

(Henry:) "...are you, touching yourself?" 

(Lizzy:) "Are you?" 

(Henry:) "That all depends on what you say."

(Lizzy:) "Oh my gosh, fine, haha. Yes Henry, I'm currently touching myself to you describing us having sex because hearing you telling me those things in your velvety voice is the hottest thing ever. You know I love your voice and this is just, amazing. So if you could please tell me you are touching yourself too so I don't feel embarrassed that would be great." 

(Henry:) "Haha yes Lizzy, I am too. And you think my voice is velvety?" 

(Lizzy:) "Henry, I could get off listening to you read the phonebook." 

(Henry:) "You know, there actually is a video of Armie and me doing just that."

(Lizzy:) "Oh? Well, I know what I'm listening to before bed tonight." 

(Henry:) "Well I mean I could just let you listen to that instead of finishing..."

(Lizzy:) "Oh Henry, don't be a fucking tease."

(Henry:) "But for some reason I feel like you like being teased."

(Lizzy:) "That's beside the point. Now please, please continue." 

(Henry:) "Or what?" 

(Lizzy:) "Or I'm going to hang up this phone and finish by myself." 

(Henry:) "Fine, fine. Now where was I?"

(Lizzy:) "I'm sitting on your lap and grinding on you, and you just took my bra off. Under my shirt you said? That doesn't make sense to me. Why wouldn't you just take my shirt off and then my bra?"

(Henry:) "Lizzy, haha. Do you want me to continue or are you going to just over analyzing a sex dream I had?"

(Lizzy:) "Sorry, yes, hehe. Please go on." 

(Henry:) "So, you were sitting on my lap, grinding against my now very hard cock and fuck Lizzy, you felt amazing."

(Lizzy:) "How so?"

(Henry:) "You just fit in my lap so perfectly, and you grinding against me."

(Lizzy:) "Mmmm fuck Henry... I can't tell you what I wouldn't give to be sitting in your lap right now, grinding on you." 

(Henry:) "Me, too Lizzy. God. So then you took your shirt off, and fuck. You just looked incredible. I took a moment to look you over before taking both of your breasts in my hands and massaging them." 

(Lizzy:) "Mmmm, mmhmm. Go on, please."

(Henry:) "And then you - ahh - you, you got up and stood in front of me, undid you jeans and pulled them down along with your panties and just stood in front of me naked. And god Lizzy, you were so beautiful." 

(Lizzy:) "Well I hope I can live up to your expectations, Hen."

(Henry:) "Oh I have no doubt in my mind that you will."

(Lizzy:) "What happened next? Or did I just stand naked in front of you and then you woke up?"

(Henry:) "Haha, oh no. I spread your legs out, slid down off of the couch to sit in between your spread thighs and hovered my face right in front of the place I'm sure you’d want my mouth the most." 

(Lizzy:) "Shit, Henry." 

(Henry:) "Use your words, Lizzy."

(Lizzy:) "God, I'm so wet right now." 

(Henry:) "You were in my dream, too. I spread you out just a little and took one long swipe of your pussy with my tongue." 

(Lizzy:) "FUCK, Henry. God, I'm a fucking mess right now."

(Henry:) "I mean, that's kind of my intention."

(Lizzy:) "Is it now?"

(Henry:) "Since I can't have you here grinding on my lap, it's the least I can do." 

(Lizzy:) "Goddammit Henry. You're enjoying this too much." 

(Henry:) "Oh? Are you not enjoying this?"

(Lizzy:) "I never said that. You're just enjoying torturing me a little too much." 

(Henry:) "Torture? Hmm, that's a strong word there Lizzy..."

(Lizzy:) "So it's not torture to lay here on the phone, telling me things you want to do to me while we're in a lock down and we can't do anything about it? Also like, fuck, Henry all I can think about is you stroking yourself right now and god, it's really fucking with my brain."

(Henry:) "What, and you don't think me knowing that you're touching yourself as I'm telling you these things isn't fucking with me? Lizzy I want to be the one touching you so badly." 

(Lizzy:) "Yeah? Where do you want to touch me, huh?" 

(Henry:) "I see what you did there..."

(Lizzy:) "What did I do, hmm?" 

(Henry:) "I'm going to ignore that, haha. But to answer your question, I literally want to touch you anywhere. I'm at the point where it doesn't even need to be sexual. I just want to hold you, hug you, embrace you, something. I just want you." 

(Lizzy:) "Hen-Henry. That, wow. That's not what I was expecting you to say, at all. But, I feel the same way. I know that we're literally in the middle of having phone sex, but I just want to hug you...so badly. Or cuddle with you even." 

(Henry:) "Exactly. But if I was given the chance? Absolutely I want to touch you everywhere I can get my hands on. I want *my* hand to be touching your cunt right now, not yours." 

(Lizzy:) "Fuuuu- Henry, fuck. I want that too." 

(Henry:) "Tell me, how badly you want me to rub your clit right now, Lizzy." 

(Lizzy:)  "Hen, ugh, so bad. I wish you were here on top of me with your head between my legs." 

(Henry:) "God, Lizzy. I want to taste you. I can't wait until I finally get to."

(Lizzy:) "Speaking of which, I think that's where we left off on your dream?" 

(Henry:) "You really are smooth aren’t you, Miss Elizabeth?" 

(Lizzy:) "Ohhhh...you saying my name like that, Henry, I can't..."

(Henry:) "Oh, so do you not want me to tell you how I ate you out in my dream?" 

(Lizzy:) "Oh, no no I do. I just have never heard my name said like that before. And I think I just had a minor stroke. That's all. I’ll be fine. But um, please-please continue...please?" 

(Henry:) "...are you begging Lizzy?" 

(Lizzy:) "Hnnn, Henryyyyy." 

(Henry:) "But yes, I licked up and down your pussy while you quite literally sat on my face. I eventually moved us back so I could rest my head against the couch so I had a place to kneel because your legs kept giving way." 

(Lizzy:) "I have no doubt about that." 

(Henry:) "And then I looked up at you and I apparently hit just the right spot and you came all over my face. And fuck, your first orgasm was glorious."

(Lizzy:) "...wait my first? Henry, my first?! You made me orgasm more than once in this dream?!" 

(Henry:) "It was actually three times." 

(Lizzy:) "Henry. I've never orgasmed more than once in one sitting before. That both intrigues and terrifies me." 

(Henry:) "Only once? Oh Miss Lizzy, if you'd like, I could make you orgasm until you can't see straight or walk." 

(Lizzy:) "Again, I don't doubt that. And again, I’m both intrigued and a little scared, haha." 

(Henry:) “Well, now I'm even more excited at the prospect of us being together." 

(Lizzy:) "So, how did you make me come the second time?"

(Henry:) "On top of you." 

(Lizzy:) "Hen, I need you to elaborate if I'm going to get anywhere right now." 

(Henry:) "Are you getting close?"

(Lizzy:) "I might be if you keep telling me about this dream."

(Henry:) "...are you going to cum for me Lizzy?" 

(Lizzy:) "Yes, Henry. But please, please keep talking."

(Henry:) "God, I bet your pussy feels so good-"

(Lizzy:) "Henry, I would literally make you come in five minutes if I was on top of you right now. I would ride you like you've never been before, and I would blow your fucking mind. But I need you right now to. Keep. Talking." 

(Henry:) "Fuuuuck Lizzy. Okay, well the second time I got up, took my trousers off and sat down on the couch. You came over, told me 'I was too overdressed' before taking my shirt off. It was very sexy." 

(Lizzy:) "Woooow. Dream Lizzy was very bold. I'm proud of her. Get that cock, dream Lizzy. I live vicariously through you." 

(Henry:) "Oh I'm sure it won't be vicariously soon." 

(Lizzy:) "So, can I try and take a guess at what happened next?" 

(Henry:) "Weren't you just practically begging me to keep talking?” 

(Lizzy:) “Maybe, haha. I never said I wasn’t fickle. Do you not want to hear what I want to do to you then?”

(Henry:) “Be my guest.”

(Lizzy:) "Well, I know I would come over and straddle you, but not take you inside of me just yet. I'd tease you first. Maybe arch my back up and place my tits in your face, because I can only imagine you'd be just as skilled with your mouth on those as you are on other places." 

(Henry:) “Fuck Lizzy…" 

(Lizzy:) "Oh, is that labored breathing I hear Henry? Is someone picking up the pace on their cock?" 

(Henry:) "Considering what you're describing is better than my dream was, yes, yes I am." 

(Lizzy:) "Well then I should continue shouldn't I?" 

(Henry:) "You're such a shit, Miss Elizabeth." 

(Lizzy:) "Yes, but I feel like we've already established that. And that you like it. Maybe have even called me a tease?" 

(Henry:) "Lizzy...please..."

(Lizzy:) "But yes, I'd live up to the term and tease you. It's what I like to do: tease until you can't take it anymore. I'd slip your cock in between my folds and just grind against you, rubbing my clit up and down the underside of your cock right where that vein is. Fuck, it feels so good and I know it'd drive you crazy. Being so close to being inside of me, but not being able to feel where you really want to." 

(Henry:) "Lizzy...shit...oh fuck..." 

(Lizzy:) "Henry, Henry please say something. I know you're close and so am I." 

(Henry:) "If you did that for too long I would grab you by the hips and guide you down onto my cock, slowly, giving you a taste of your own medicine. But once I got completely inside of you, I'd slowly start moving your hips, and I’d finally get the sweet reward of knowing what your pussy feels like." 

(Lizzy:) "Hen-Henry...Henry I'm so close..."

(Henry:) "Are you going to come for me, Lizzy?" 

(Lizzy:) "Hen..."

(Henry:) "Just think about how good it would feel straddling me and bouncing that sweet little pussy of yours up and down on my cock until you come. Grinding out those hips, my fingertips digging into your skin..." 

(Lizzy:) "Shit, oh fuck...oh my god..."

(Henry:) "Come on Lizzy, come for me."

(Lizzy:) "Oh FUCK..." 

-pause-

(Henry:) "Are you doing okay there, Liz?"

(Lizzy:) "Fuck, fuck I'm great. Oh my god."

(Henry:) "Yeah? You being out of breath would say otherwise.” 

(Lizzy:) "That was, wow. Like, I'm still having mini aftershocks." 

(Henry:) "Not to be too personal-" 

(Lizzy:) "Henry we're literally having phone sex. You just heard me have an extremely intense orgasm over the phone. Nothing is too personal at this point." 

(Henry:) "Haha, well when you put it that way..." 

(Lizzy:) "But what is your question?" 

(Henry:) "Are you someone who shakes and convulses when they orgasm?" 

(Lizzy:) "Um, yes. Very much so. Not to talk about past sex during current sex, but I've made someone orgasm just from watching me orgasm."  

(Henry:) "I would be one of those people." 

(Lizzy:) "Yeah? You like the idea of my body shaking, my back arching against the bed as the room fills with my moans and shouting your name as I come?" 

(Henry:) "Lizzy, shit...I would kill to see that." 

(Lizzy:) "Just imagine me doing that...but with your head between my legs. My hands tangled in your hair... pulling at it slightly as I grind against your face with my orgasm-" 

(Henry:) "FUCK, Lizzy! Oh-oh, Lizzy-" 

(Lizzy:) "Yeah? Are you coming for me Hen?" 

(Henry:) "God, Li-Lizzy. Holy shit...holy fuck." 

(Lizzy:) "That good, huh?" 

(Henry:) "Lizzy, I just- wow I'm a mess. Literally and figuratively." 

(Lizzy:) "Hen, you can't tell me that." 

(Henry:) "What, the fact you've made me come so hard that I'm now a mess?" 

(Lizzy:) "Yes, you can't tell me that. Between your heavy breathing now and imagining your beautifully muscular abs a 'mess' because of me makes my brain all sorts of fucked up." 

(Henry:)"Haha, and you don't think that hearing you moan, which is the hottest thing I think I've ever heard, knowing how wet you are now just laying in your bed because of me doesn't have me all sorts of fucked up?" 

(Lizzy:) "I mean, at least the feelings are mutual, haha." 

(Henry:) "Which, I know we just did that but just with our recent history I just want to make sure that everything is okay with us with that just happening." 

(Lizzy:) "Haha, Henry, I was going to ask you the same question. But is everything okay? I'm perfectly fine with what just happened. Like, elated. I'm probably glowing. What about you?" 

(Henry:) "Same. I absolutely feel the same. As someone who's been on the road and away from my significant other often, phone sex isn't unfamiliar territory but, it's never been like that before. Wow." 

(Lizzy:) "I've also had my fair share of phone sex and yeah, never has it been like that. Fuck, I can't wait until we can see each other in person."

(Henry:) "Me too, Lizzy. Like, right now I wish that you could be cuddled against me with your head on my chest." 

(Lizzy:) "Henry...that's the sweetest thing. I'd also love that. A lot. I would definitely fall asleep because I'm practically falling asleep to your voice right now." 

(Henry:) "Should I let you go? So you can have a nice post orgasm nap?" 

(Lizzy:) "Mmm, maybe. I want to nap but I don't want to stop talking to you. I really like talking to you..."

(Henry:) "Well, how about we make a deal? We can get off the phone now so you can take a nap, and then you can call me when you wake up?"

(Lizzy:) "Mr. Cavill, I think that sounds like a wonderful idea." 

(Henry:) "I've been known to have those from time to time."

(Lizzy:) "Oh I'm sure you have. Well, I suppose we should hang up. I always feel so awkward hanging up after phone sex." 

(Henry:) "Should we start in a sickening back and forth of 'no YOU hang up first?'" 

(Lizzy:) "Oh my god Henry, I'd rather someone slap me in that face than be that annoying." 

(Henry:) "I mean, I could do that if you're into that..." 

(Lizzy:) "HENRY. Okay, I'm hanging up now. I'll talk to you soon." 

(Henry:) "Talk to you soon, Lizzy." 

(Lizzy:) "Bye, Henry." 

(Henry:) "Bye, Liz." 

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NEW MESSAGE: Lizzy

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(Lizzy:) I miss your voice already. 🥴🙈

(Henry:) I miss yours too. 😏 Now go to sleep Miss Lizzy, I’ll hear your voice soon. 

(Lizzy:)

(Henry:)

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[thefringespod]

Welcome wanderers to another #AudioDramaSunday! We're going to start off with the @tellnotalespod April Fools episode because I laughed so hard it was so chaotic. It was just a silly good time! Leanne and Asher did incredible work playing each other's characters. Also on the Tell No Tales front I am CONCERNED about the ACTUAL episode 7 because uhhhh what was Frank doing? I am also shaking Leo once again I love them but LEO TALK TO YOUR FRIENDS

@souloperatorpod episode 7 was excellent as always. Tessa Whitlock has 2 hands and I am going to convince myself that this won't end poorly. The end of the episode makes me ConcernedTM but. But nothing actually I'm scared of episode 8

@woebegonepod 152 has brought back my beloved Tex and he is doing suspicious things and im love him anyway. I don't know what he's up to and I don't know what Stinky is up to and honestly I don't know what Dylan is up to but gods I love Woe.Begone

I finally did as I said I was going to and listened to @audistorium and gods yall it's so fucking good!!! They also just launched a patreon so if you want to support the show (and I highly recommend it if you can) visit their patreon

The @grottopod season finale hurt me so fucking bad. The entire cast did an incredible job and it hurt me SO BAD. Athan has also released the album for the entire first season and it's absolutely phenomenal (and um. I might be on it?) Check it out on bandcamp! (It will be streaming at some point I just don't use Spotify or anything like that so idk)

The lovely folks behind Fawx & Stallion (@224bbaker ) have started their crowdfunding for s2! Fawx & Stallion is one of my favorite shows from last year, it's fun and funny and delightful. If you can support them, please check out their indiegogo campaign!

Pod Jam has officially kicked off and some of my delightful friends are working on @working-tidal-pod! They just announced their cast yesterday and it's amazing. I can't wait to see what they do!

Here on the Fringes, I finished my recordings for season 3 which still doesn't feel real. I've also started brainstorming some ideas for further patreon content! If you've enjoyed the show and want to support us, you can do so at patreon.com/PineTreePods

And over on @forgedbondspod I've been working on the second half of the show! The writing is 3/4ths of the way through, just working on the last arc of the show now. I can't wait to share what we've been working on with yall!

In personal news, I've made the difficult decision to leave my job as it was causing a lot of stress and exacerbating my mental health issues. Gonna take a bit of a break from Day Jobs to work on finishing out Forged Bonds and then will be getting back into the swing of things. In the meantime, this should mean even more time for podcasts (both my own and other peoples) which should help me reset before heading back into a Day Job. My to listen list is very long and I'm excited to chip away at it some!