#I could actually see him doing snowboarding omg

[kanmom51]

JK's Weverse live 2 Feb 2023

OMG OMG OMG.

JK man, what did you do to us?

4 hours of JK. 4 friggin' hours.

Before I dive into the abyss I will say that this post is based on multiple trustworthy translation accounts, seeing there is no official translation nor will there be for quite some time now (4 hr. live, lol). I will update if any changes need to be made (after the official translation comes out).

Also, This is a long ass post, so breach yourselves, get yourselves your favourite snacks sit down and enjoy the ride. So so much to come.

Starting with his:

Knock knock, cheeky JK.

Let's sum up the 4 hours of the live shall we:

JK did the live in Brunnan.

JK's hair is long.

JK loves Bammi.

JK talked about his tattoos.

JK drank more beer than I could ever in one seating. Or maybe even 2 or 3 or 4...(I am a lightweight though).

JK was tired and still continued the live.

JK isn't working on his album at the moment, he's at home not doing much, well not working in any case.

RM commented a lot.

Tae commented a lot and got JK to do a live on IG that turned out to be pretty short, just surpassing his 7 min. live a few days back.

JK sang. A LOT.

JK sang Vibe. Twice. After calling JM cool, then adding Taeyang is cool too. He also gave us a little dance move.

Ooh, and we got JK singing Sam Smith's Unholy.

That's 4 hours in a nut shell I guess.

End of post.

Nah, gotcha.

We have tons to cover, so let's get it:

JK starts the live telling us he's not really supposed to be doing a live, I told you, cheeky boy.

Lol.

JK moves on to tell us he's not working on his album at the moment, and actually not doing much of anything at the moment.

I'm all for it. After 10 years of working practically non stop, throughout his youth, he deserves this time off.

JK does say he's spending time alone, at times hasn't left the house for 6 days in a row.

And as the introvert that he is, and as the introvert that I am, I get him. Totally. I could stay at home for days and feel totally content.

Doesn't mean he's not doing anything though. He's doing what he wants to do as opposed as living by a schedule. Taking the time to watch shows, videos, clips he wants to watch is one of those things he told us he does. I just do hope he's in a good mind space. The past couple of years were not easy. The not knowing not easy. Knowing MS is around the corner not easy. Jikook having to adjust to the new reality not easy. He needs this rest and I'm happy he's getting it.

Makes me think though about those stories told of him going out on the town like going skiing or snowboarding or spending time with Tae all the time (I literally have an ask in my inbox telling me just that). Dunno, perhaps it's time for many to finally start questioning these unsubstantiated stories?

Now don't come at me. Not saying JK and Tae aren't close friends. They might be both meeting up occasionally and/or playing online games together all day everyday. What I'm saying is that I'm sick of unsubstantiated stories someone sprouts on Twitter turned into facts without any actual proof.

And it's always the TKK side of things - believing until proven wrong. Because when the shoe is on the other foot, aka JKK, the knee jerk reaction is to not believe until proven true.

Just a thought...

After JK talks about how long his hair has grown, and damn, it has grown so long, Bam makes an appearance. Bammi. How we missed him so.

I truly think Bam deserves a whole post of his own, and I will give you one. I promise. Cause so many cute Bamkook moments, including a lethal Bam kiss.

JK's asked about Jin and says he thinks he's doing well and that he's in touch with them occasionally in their group chat. That same group chat many fans forget they actually have to communicate amongst themselves and not via their public IG accounts. That is when they don't communicate personally with each other privately.

JK brings up not seeing "Yoongi marry me".

Vibe.

Next JK started with the karaoke. We got to enjoy JK's flawless voice throughout his live. But he started us off with Vibe.

JK singing and dancing vibe on his live - all I've been living for the past couple of weeks, lol - singing it TWICE.

This too deserves a whole separate post, and it probably will get one.

Saying that, JK with singing Vibe (do I have to remind he did it twice?) has now performed 7 of JM's songs while live or recording content.

JK continues to sing several songs by TXT, New Jeans, Seventeen, RM, etc. Like I said, karaoke night full blow (filling up the 4 hour live).

A list of his songs throughout the live can be found here:

JK was asked if he has a tattoo on his back, to which he said he doesn't, only on his right arm.

We had a little JK-Army flirtation going on, as per usual, lol.

Mr. Jeon Jungkook also thinks maybe he's the next to get appendicitis. I sure hope he's wrong.

And that at 25 yo he's getting old.- everything hurts. Why am I not surprised (man cannot do anything half way).

RM popped in to visit JK's live, a little drunk perhaps, lol.

And JK...

Next comes the thing everyone has been literally waiting for...

The tattoos.

I know this will be twisted and turned and I feel sorry for the accounts with their anons open, cause this, not surprisingly, is turning into to a shit storm...

There are a few translations out there, most not full ones, and others pretty unreliable.

So, I'm still on the lookout for a reliable full translation for these. I've found a couple that feel like they have an agenda.

I did find this one, a full translation that seems to be more or less on the up and up - lines up with all the bits and pieces I've found in the accounts I do trust.

One specific tattoo JK neglects to talk about is the eclipse tattoo. Unintentional you think? I think not.

So, let's get down to what we really came for, eh? His hand tattoo. The talk of the town.

I know JK said the J is for JK. JK and Army.

Loud and clear, right?

But is it?

Is JK sharing the whole story with us?

Why then on the ring finger?

Why over the M?

Why not allow anything come between the two?

Also funny, as @jaksal pointed out, how for JM's birthday in 2021 for some reason the J and M were kept apart, distanced, quite like the J and M on JK's finger. Apart but not parted (mostly).

Another question I can't help but ask is since when does J stand for JK? Really. Please tell me when was the first or last time JK ever referred to himself as J.

Jungkook calls himself JK. He is referred to by others as JK. When he writes his name in Roman letters he writes JK. Never J.

On top of that, why not put the J over the A? Would make more sense, J + Army from the start...

And if he decided to put the crown over the A, which he did, then why not put the J over any other finger other than the actual ring finger that happened to make a lovely clear and constantly touched up and darkened JM?

Could JK share the whole story with us even if he really wanted to?

JK in essence debunked the story that Army were living for since 2019 - that Army with the J stood for all the 7 members of BTS. The A inverted standing for V.

Yes, he said the J is for JK, but could he say he added the J on his ring finger over the M to make JM? The only one out of all of the members he decided to tattoo onto his skin, have on his hand for all to see?

Telling us J over the M on his ring finger stood for JM would be literally outing the two as a queer couple. No ifs ands or buts.

And you can't say the same about him telling us army is army. Because admitting army was for all the members wouldn't put him in a queer relationship with one of the members, all while having JM on his ring finger would seal the deal on that.

So what did JK do talking about his tattoos? He omitted the JM, and the eclipse - the two specific known tattoos that can link him directly to JM (and if the eclipse had nothing to do with JM why not talk about it too?).

Oh, and I know what comes next -

Being asked "are you calling him a liar?"

Heck no.

But telling a necessary untruth, or embellishing the truth, or omitting some facts, or perhaps the right way of seeing it is giving us the acceptable excuse.

Nope. Not lying. But all the above... yeah, that.

Seriously, take a second to think clearly. What was he supposed to do? Really? Admit that the J and M are connected and mean JM?

I've been seeing people talking about how JK didn't realise what he was doing. That he didn't see the placement came out like JM. Please give me a break. Do they really have such low regard for JK?

The man that came up with this:

Wouldn't realise the J placed over the M makes JM - Jimin. Ha-ha-ha.

With or without the next paragraph, JK knew what he was doing.

But if we do trust this specific translation, JK points out that he placed the crown over the A. Thoughtfully. Intentionally. Do we really think he wouldn't have had the same thought process with the J?

Please don't insult JK's intelligence.

And if you wonder what K-JKKs are thinking:

And being harassed and bullied and bad mouthed for speaking their minds. How familiar...

Oh, and just in case we forgot, during the live JK made sure we'll remember how he refers to Jimin... starting to actually say the actual name and then intentionally changing it up to JM. See for yourselves.

And if you are even interested to know what my 21 yo army non Jikooker daughter's reaction was to the whole Army and J tattoo explanation (you're getting either way)...same daughter that told me the army stood for all members and we argued about it many a times.

You know what she said to me?

"Well, what do you expect him to say? That it's JM? Of course he can't say that".

EXACTLY!!

He can't say it.

So, if I haven't made myself clear by now I'll say it once more with feeling:

The combination of the J and the M on JK's ring finger stands for JM.

Again, I don't think JK is lying. But he's omitting.

The J could definitley be there to not only mean JM but him as well, which would make it even more romantic, if you will. The J and the M, JK and JM marked on his ring finger. If that's not commitment idk what is.

Then Tae joined the fun.

So, JK started the live.

Full untranslated live here (couldn't find a reliable translated one on YT just yet):

JK getting up mid live, to get something?

comes back and still talk for a few minutes, to each other (?) and that's it.

Not much was going on there.

Not gonna say the D (disconnected) word, cause y'all gonna come down my throat.

What was kind of obvious is that no, they no bumping knees. Two mates talking. To each other, next to each other, sometimes the first, sometimes the other.

When you are asking to have a live but then reduced to play with the filters cause the convo, it just ain't flowing, all to end the live after around 10 minutes (I think only around half of that was them talking to each other)...

I'd say reach your own conclusions.

The apartment

Before moving on let's talk a little about the apartment shall we?

We know who is on the lease of Brunnan.

We know it's furnished with some of the dorm's furniture (I'm not 100% sure, but that lounge sure looked like the dorm lounge).

Walls bare.

Clothes rack empty.

What looked like his coat maybe lying on the lounge next to him.

This time he was prepared with a chilled beer glass (after the tea cup wine drinking debacle, lol).

Let's get real here.

Could he be living there? Sure he could. Spending days on end in a bare, cold, lifeless apartment with zero character.

Could he be living elsewhere, let's say somewhere where we aren't even shown anything other than the tv screen? Sure he could. But not on paper. Not officially.

Could two grown men that literally aren't allowed to be in a queer relationship starting the second they enlist need to have official/public known separate addresses, and perhaps there is another place, kept secret, where they can spend most of their time together their privacy guaranteed? Knowing there are still queer couples in SK that live that way, my answer to that will be yes.

Do we know for sure? Heck no. And that, my friends, is the whole idea. We're not supposed to know, as much as our curiosity kills us.

Just a couple of more things and we're done. Phew...

We had this:

JK likes cute

Just in case we weren't aware of it, once again JK confirms that his type is cute. Since forever.

Cute has JK giggling.

Cute has JK drooling.

Another one that deserves it's very own post. So much to do...

Note to self: you asked for Jikook content, don't complain now that you got some.

Sam Smith's Unholy

I'm going to end this long ass post with some JK singing and dancing to Sam Smith's Unholy.

Because how better to end this with a diva JK?

Of course he'll know the choreo.

[peachjagiya]

Let me just say how much I am enjoying all the fck yous and the fck offs I see lately in all our tkk blogs because although I feel sad that some asks are stressing you all out at least you said enough is enough.

stay strong soldiers

Hahaha I noticed too.

We're SICK OF IT.

I feel a bit like "Tae lies" was my last straw in this particular instance because:

a; nothing to lie about. Jungkook literally pictured having done exactly what Tae said he did, eyewitness accounts who saw only his name on flight log proving he flew there alone.

b; senseless Tae bashing at a PEAK. "so pretty I could die" is just opinion so can't possibly be a lie. But its a threat to them because it goes a little way to supporting Tae not being the girl mad straight lothario they want him to be. They can't possibly have that because it throws a bowling ball at their flimsy house of cards. So they accuse Tae of endangering JK, and doing this without talking to JK and omg pearl clutching about things they only care about when it's Tae doing it.

C; Removing any agency from Jungkook. An absolute blanket refusal to acknowledge any role he had in this. I find it quite sinister, actually, and why I'm most pissed off.

JK confirms skydiving prior to any of us having a solitary clue about Hawaii. JK gets on the flight by himself. JK talks about snowboarding, a story Tae has not yet mentioned (as far as I can remember). He's an active participant and yet they have just ignored it fully and I find that more scary than them being vocal to be honest.

So yeah. That's why I'm particularly fed up. I don't expect jikookers to pack up camp and move on with their lives but the desperation to debunk has shown them up completely as the Tae AND Jungkook antis that they are.

💜

[alovelyfrenchworld]

Zayne: Everlasting Snowdrop

Dom!Zayne Headcanons:

TW: implied smut-ish?, dominance, mentions of guns

Okayyyy, this is by far one of my favorite dates of Zaynes. He is so gentle dom! coded and I love it

When he's worried about you bringing a gun, it isn't because he doesn't think you can handle yourself - it's that for a moment he thinks you're becoming scared of the world around you. Wanderers are obviously an ever-present threat, but he wants you to feel safe, whether or not he is around

Finding out you just brought your fluffy lamb hat was a huge relief for him (and adorable in his eyes)

You're pretty much the only person that he would be attracted to in something as cute and fluffy. Usually, he would think that it's a bit childish, but it fits you perfectly

He's such an encourager!

OMG this man...let me tell you - if he's that encouraging in public when you're pretty bad at something...can you imagine how much better he'd be with something you are good at?

He steals your hat as a part of his game. He wants to poke and prod at you to get a reaction. If he actually thinks you're annoyed or upset, he'll stop. He only means it lightheartedly

Going snowboarding is farther into your friendship, hence his willingness to help you, but he is definitely starting to come to terms with the fact that he wants your relationship to be more

Why else would he cut your steak for you? Idk if he's necessarily a daddy!dom, but I could see him with some sort of little or just a partner he calls baby

Zayne is the type of romantic that wants your life to be as easy as possible - you may see these things and grand gestures, but to Zayne, these are second nature

He loves you. He wants to take care of you. He feels no obligation to do so, only an overhwhelmingly happy desire to

I read somewhere that Zayne's tie is a metaphor for his composure (I really want to try to find the post again, if anyone knows please help, I want to give this absolute genius credit) and him loosening it is him letting loose, yes, but he's also putting away his facade some.

He wants your relationship to be an honest one, platonic or romantic, and he wants to be better and revealing parts of himself

He's a doctor, so he really doesn't like seeing anyone hurt, but when it's you, someone he cares about? That's gut-wrenching for him

your bruise definitely wasn't that bad, but it made him think of all the worst injuries you've had and could have due to being a Hunter, him icing it was for your comfort, but also his ease of mind

He wants to be your caretaker - not in the sense that you can't take care of yourself (he's very proud of you for being able to), but Zayne is the type of person that doesn't feel he is doing the most he can if he isn't needed

With all the lives he has lived and the tragedies he has seen you go through in your lives, he wants to be a caretaker so that he can feel like it is helping to change your fate

[noro-noro-noro]

anyway the dream i had was like...really long, but since my first thoughts was  “oh shit is there a bee in my room” it’s a bit scattered.

1. adventuring in some kind of ruined & post apocalyptic & monochromatic ashy gross world. it was a slightly similar layout to octopath, where the easier cities are closer to the center of the map & the more difficult ones are further away. there was a city called like Enmasante or something similar, there might have been an M in there, and my party had a time-sensitive quest to reach it even though it was the second level city & we weren’t quite levelled for it. we’d tried to reach it before, but night fell & it became too dangerous & we wiped. this time, i made us use the camp item (limited) to skip the night & make it safely enough. the city was on top of a huge tree that had fallen over a ravine, but the roots were a huge tangle & weren’t traversable, so we had to cross the ravine first to climb up onto the trunk.

2. the city was less black & white than everywhere else & seemed to be in perpetual sunset. we were rendevouzing with other parties here, & from the chatter & gossip i realized there were 5 (?) different sacred pieces of something that we needed to get. there was the pillar, the axe, & 3 other things. you could only obtain those under special conditions, maybe in certain areas as well? idk. it was trial & error, & there was also a limited number of each, so as soon as you figured it out, the pool decreased. i think there were like 3 of each but only 5 teams. you could equip the special item as well - i remember we had the pillar (& maybe one or two more, we were 3/5) & i had it on a party member, & i think it gave them a low damage but guaranteed to hit attack. the combat layout was like darkest dungeon with limbus company characters btw. the pillar was actually obtainable by using base gregor but having 2/5 trauma points (i don’t know what those are, but this was his most dangerous state iirc) on him at a certain point. 

anyway we still had quests in the city - they were marked on the map with the genshin impact commissions marker, but we had to socialize in a big group with the other parties first. there was some kind of meet & greet for smokey bear...? a girl i knew was like omg i just got such a good pic of him he was doing a peace sign :D & i was like okay..hm. (looking at hte map at the nearby commissions that i wanted to do. there was something called regis’s soup bowl in one of the upper levels that ws nearby ish)

then it was dinnertime. i ordered some kind of sushi roll. also there was a person i think on my team that had fully given themselves over to the bit of pretending to be an animal mascot or something??? i don’t remember what they were pretending to be, but i was wondering if we’d see their hands or face when they ate. anyway, as what usually happens when i order food in a group in dreams, my food never arrived. everybody else got theirs & there were like administrators or staff or whatever walking around & i was like WHERE is my FOOD? & i was getting increasingly angry & hungry. first i was like yeah tis fine but i’d been there for AN HOUR and like all other 15-30 people were EATING. even the person in whatever kind of animal? outfit. the administrators and staff told me to be patient. i didn’t want to be patient i wanted to eat my dinner becaus ei was hungry and then i wanted to go deal with regis’s soup bowl. 

anyway as i walked over to the front desk they had my sushi ready. i was like yay

3. SMASH CUT TO A SNOWBOARDING MINIGAME THAT TAKES PLACE ON THE MOUNTAIN OUTSIDE THE CITY THAT THE TREE FELL OFF OF!!! YOU’RE IN A CURVED PIECE OF POLISHED WOOD HURTLING DOWNWARDS AT HIGH SPEEDS and gregor limbus compan was there. he was saying something to me, but i woke up because there was a bee flying around in my room. 

there was also a second dream. like i don’t know where it fell in the dream timeline though. 

?. i was in my mom’s house with my dad & sister. my dad was setting up an incredibly convoluted game of monopoly that required a whole mess of different sticky notes, but i just wanted to play scum  (the card game) wtih my sister. that’s a 3+ person game by the way. anyway i felt a bit bad that bc i know my dad was excited about monopoly but i just didn’t want to play it. i ended up bailing early & taking all the post it notes & sorting them by color. there were a lot of nice ones.... multiple shades of gray, lots of dark blues & purples...

[ggthydrangea]

hi tabi my dear!! i'm sorry for my late response 😭

yes exactly!! it's freeing to do stuff alone sometimes, it kinda started bc one summer i wanted to watch a scary movie that came out (hereditary) but no one would watch it with me LOL so i decided i'll just go by myself. i used to worry what other people would think but i realized i quite enjoy my own company so now i'm more comfortable doing it! (and of course, since im a minho bias, this reminds me of his latest vlog where he went camping alone haha that was such a comfy cozy vlog 🥺 my mind is still there)

dont worry, i have "cannot shut up disease" too so i totally understand 😂😂 i have also heard of rowoon but i don't think i watched the dramas he was in! also chani was in that snow prince stage last year with mark and lino 😁 and oh my gosh, that mirotic stage with taeyang and hyunjin 😳 taeyang's pose in the beginning AHH

wait i know some of these sf9 songs you mentioned!! i LOVE o sole mio, what a great song. and i've seen the dance practice for KO because of that beginning part where they're rotating the members, that is simply insane!!!! i listened to all the other songs you sent, and they are really catchy omg?? and their choreos are so cool!! is taeyang the one in the sleeveless shirt in the now or never mv? hahahaha. also i love your sf9 info doc <3 it seems like there are a lot of quiet cuties in the group hehe 🥺 i love that!!! also i watched the horror dance prank video LMAO youngbin saying "i was really looking forward to seeing a ghost" famous last words and the way they all freaked out when the bat fell from the ceiling

yeah snowboarding/skiing are so expensive so we'll see if that happens hahaha 😅 i kinda know how to skateboard though and it seemed fun but idk! def one day it seems cool to learn. oooh have you read any good books lately? i like to read as well ^^ i havent watched any anime recently but i have watched a good amount (did you watch/read spyxfamily? that was the last one i watched i think and it was pretty funny). what video games do you like to play? im only a casual gamer, kpop takes most of my brain space 😂😂 i still havent finished zelda botw lol. and that is so cool that you dance too!! how did you get into dancing? i dont know anything about dancing and it always fascinates me to watch dancers move their bodies the way they do!! there is this duo whose dances i really like to watch (i didnt know this when i first found him but the guy, sean, actually did a dance collab that i love with taeyong and mark from nct too!! (also god mark is so hot in that video hahaha)

All good no worries! I can be slow to respond myself, and life happens!

Oh nice! For me it started in college, just with how classes and stuff worked out, I spent most of my time alone and had to go out of my way to hang out with friends, and I started to enjoy some of that alone time, I like just vibing sometimes.

I wish I could tell you what dramas he's been in, but honestly I'm really bad at remembering anything. XD The Mirotic stage is a lot but it's also fun!!! All of them killed it! Those stages with different groups together are so fun, a multis dream come true. 🥺 Now if there could somehow be a stage with both Chan and Taeyang I would die happy... 😂

You have good taste if you love O Sole Mio. 😔 I'm glad you like them all!!! Lemme check to see the only one I remember being shirtless is Hwiyoung... Okay Taeyang does have some shirtless outfits but so does Hwiyoung so I'm not sure which one you're talking about for Now or Never. XD

I'm glad you love my doc!!! I really love sharing SF9 with people so it made for a nice little reference to help! Haha that video... Those poor guys... It was so funny but I also felt so bad for them. 😂

I haven't been reading much recently, but earlier this year I read this YA dystopian book called Unwind! It was really dark but also really interesting, I liked it a lot! How about you?

I'm so behind on anime but I love some of them out there, I could ramble forever just talking about my favorites. I did watch the first season of Spy x Family, it was cute!

I don't game much these days, but I like a lot of the Nintendo stuff like Legend of Zelda, Animal Crossing, Pokemon, but also smaller series like TWEWY, Style Savvy, all sorts of games!

My mom wanted me doing something active and after looking around she somehow found Irish dance, I'm not sure how. XD This was back when I was a kid so I don't really remember. Dancing is so fun I love it a lot!!! Ooo those are really cool!!! I'm nowhere that good I just do it for fun, but I love seeing good dancers, it's so amazing to see all the things they do!!!

[barkxonce]

This is so god damn cute, I’m????

[fandomsnfluff]

Renga drabble based off of this video ?With lee!Reki :D

https://tickle-fight-club.tumblr.com/post/642233276131672064

WAAAAA ANON THIS IS SUPER SUPER CUTE!!! omg i’ve seen this video go around and i can totally see renga doing this ;o;

tiktok tricks (langa/reki)

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It was a surprise to Reki that Langa could actually be quite a bit of a tricky person. On the outside, he comes off as very calm, collected, and rather reserved, and not very prone to having an interest in pranks or practical jokes.

But boy, was Reki in for a ride.

Langa could act all cool on the outside, but on the inside he was like a balloon just waiting to burst. And one of these methods to “aid” in the “balloon bursting” was to do little tricks on Reki, like moving his stuff around when he got up to go to the bathroom or grab something else; he could barely sit still for the life of him. The closer they got as the days went by seemed to aid in Langa’s comfort in pulling these little pranks. And it was no different today.

“Reki!” Langa called, stirring the redhead out of his focus on tinkering with his skateboard (again). “I want to show you a trick!”

“Hang on one second!” Reki called, quickly tightening the screw to hold the left rear wheel in place. It had popped off in his last beef, causing him to trip and nearly split his kneecap in half (which had actually happened to Langa before when he was snowboarding, he had to get surgery and it was very painful). As soon as he was finished, he raced downstairs to see his boyfriend holding a broomstick. “What the hell is that?” Reki asked.

“It’s part of the trick,” Langa replied. “Come here, I’ll show you. But you have to put your arms out to your sides, like this.” He demonstrated, his stance like that of a T-pose.

“O...kay?” Reki put his arms out, and Langa shoved the stick through one of the arm holes on his sweatshirt until the same end was poking out of the other arm hole. Reki tried to move his arms, but then he realized that the stick was practically holding his arms in place, so he couldn’t bend them at all.

“Um, Langa--” Reki began, cutting off as he swallowed, nervousness beginning to boil within the pit of his stomach.

“You ready for the trick?” Langa asked.

“Y-yeah, I guess?”

“Okay, here goes. One, two, three--” Langa’s arms reached out from where he was standing behind his boyfriend, and drilled his fingers into the area right below his armpits.

Reki let out a shriek when the contact was settled, immediately exploding into raucous laughter as he attempted to shield his sensitive underarms from Langa’s attack. Dammit! Why did he fall for this? And this goddamn broomstick stuck in his sweatshirt that was keeping his arms in this position that practically exposed his entire torso to relentless tickles! He was going to kill his boyfriend after this.

Within moments, Langa’s hands had reached every inch of his torso, attacking every ticklish spot he could get his hands on. Because Reki couldn’t shield himself with his arms, all he could do was scream and crouch in an attempt to protect himself in any way he could. “STAHAHAP IT LAHAHANGAAA!!!” he cackled pathetically, too weak to attempt to defend himself any longer.

The attack subsided and Reki fell over on his side, the broomstick still lodged in his sweatshirt and his torso still exposed. Langa was hunched over, hands resting on his knees as he laughed. “I can’t believe you fell for that--!” Langa chuckled, letting out a snort.

“Get me out of this!” Reki hissed, but Langa only came over to him and hovered his wiggling fingers over his torso, making the redhead shriek and attempt to pull away.

“Sorry, you were too cute not to do this to!” Langa exclaimed, leaning down and beginning to help Reki by pulling the stick out from his sweatshirt. Reki could only lay on the ground in a little ball, panting. Instead of attacking him again, which Reki anticipated, squealing a “nooo!” as Langa leaned down, the taller teen pressed a kiss to his sweaty forehead. “Happy April fools day.”

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i hope you liked this anon!! this was super fun to write!!! <3

[chilling-seavey]

ABM - Christian's POV of Daniel ranting about Florence 😂 ~T

This is such a good idea why didn’t I think of this omg. It really shows the behind the scenes of Daniel’s feelings for Florence since the book is mostly focussed around her. I broke this down into three parts so you can see Development™ hehe (also this isn’t as lighthearted as it could have been but everyone likes a sprinkle of angst, right?)

Christmas Break 2018

Daniel lugged his suitcase inside, trying to answer his mother’s desperate questions about how his first term went but he could hardly get a word in as she spoke excitedly about how much she missed him. He only wanted to go upstairs to his room and check his phone notifications to make sure he wasn’t missing any important updates from Florence. She was approaching her due date fast and it had taken her way too many days of convincing to get him to keep with his original plans to go home for Christmas break. Thankfully, after greeting his family with hugs, his mother went to make dinner, leaving Daniel with a moment to breathe and get settled. He stood in the middle of his room, texting her that he arrived home safely, way to distracted to even hear the knock on his door until his older brother was leaning over his shoulder.

“Who ya texting?”

“Jesus, Christian.” Daniel startled, nearly dropping his phone in the process, pressing a hand to his chest.

“I did knock. Who are you talking to?” Christian sat on the side of his bed as Daniel slid his phone in his pocket and started to unpack.

“A friend.” Daniel couldn’t hold back his smile.

“A girlfriend?” Christian pried.

“No.” Daniel shook his head, the slight disappointment in his voice apparent.

“A crush?” Christian tried again.

“We’re friends.” Daniel glared playfully at him. “Best friends.”

“I thought Jack was your best friend.”

“Jack is a good friend. But Florence is my best friend. I love her.”

“I see.” Christian nodded slowly, watching his younger brother’s every move as he hung up his clothes from his suitcase.

“She’s amazing.” Daniel grinned, continuing before Christian even had to ask. “So sweet and so funny. Her family sucked so she’s living with family friends in the city and they are really nice people. Almost as nice as Florence but…not quite.”

“How did you two meet?” Christian chuckled.

“A party actually. Jack made me go and she was there and we started talking and hit it off. She’s pregnant.”

Christian choked on his breath at that sudden statement.

“Not by me!” Daniel rushed out.

“I was gonna say.” Christian sighed, holding a hand to his chest with relief.

“Some jerk from her high school.” Daniel continued, reaching for another shirt from his suitcase, “She’s due soon. December 26th. I really wanted to stay to be there with her for the birth but she told me I should come home still.”

“You wanted to be there to see her birth her child?” Christian gaped. “Daniel, you’ve barely known her more than three months.”

“Two months, really.” Daniel shrugged. “I dunno. I basically lived at the Clifford’s with her for the month of November and the beginning of December.”

“Mom and dad are gonna be pissed. You were staying at a stranger’s house half the term?! What are they paying residence money for then?”

“They don’t need to know.” Daniel smacked him with a t-shirt before putting it on a hanger. “And they aren’t strangers. But, seriously, I’m so excited for the baby. She’s having a girl! A little girl whose gonna be just as perfect as she is, can you believe that?”

“Lord, Daniel, you have it bad, bro.” Christian chuckled, shaking his head.

“I do not! I’m just being a supportive friend.”

“Next thing you’re going to tell me that you went to birth coach classes with her.”

Daniel blinked at him, “Is that bad?”

“Oh my gosh, bro!” Christian laughed, falling backwards onto the bed. “Daniel, this isn’t your baby, dude. Don’t get attached, please, okay?”

Daniel shifted in place a little, playing with the shirt on a hanger that was in his hand still, “She’s gonna name the baby Clementine. Isn’t that cute?”

Christian sat up again, “It is, but, listen to me, bro. Don’t get into your head about this being your life now. She may be a great friend but taking care of her or her child isn’t your responsibility.”

Daniel frowned, turning to hang up the shirt in his closet.

“I’m not telling you to not be supportive or not to take care of or protect your friends,” Christian continued when he sensed that he hurt his little brother’s feelings, “but make sure you put yourself first, okay?”

“I know.” Daniel mumbled. His phone buzzed in his pocket and he took it out. Christian watched his brother’s face break into a smile at whatever was on the screen and he replied excitedly before sliding it back in his pocket and going back to unpacking. “She’s from LA, Chris! Isn’t that so cool?”

Christian simply listened as Daniel rambled on about this girl until dinner was ready…and every day after that until he took an early flight back to Toronto when Florence went into labour. Christian knew very well who his little brother was which meant he knew very well that Daniel was going to get attached and was going to get hurt. He just had to figure that out for himself.

Christmas Break 2019

Daniel definitely did, returning home for the next Christmas break a completely different version of himself. He was still Daniel, the same son and brother that had left for school, but he was different in the sense that nothing seemed to make him happy; not even their mother’s fettuccini alfredo that she made specially for his homecoming.

“How’s Florence? We haven’t heard much about her recently.” Their mother asked over dinner the very first night.

Daniel was twirling his pasta around his fork and he glanced up at her before looking back down to his plate, “We’re not friends anymore.”

Christian watched his family’s expressions draw to concerned, his own frown coming to his face.

“Why’s that, honey?” Keri asked sadly.

“She’s too busy with her boyfriends so…” Daniel took a bite of his dinner through a shrug.

“Plural?” Jeff raised an eyebrow.

“Dunno. I guess.” Daniel shrugged again. “I don’t know what she does with her life. None of my concern.”

“I thought you loved her?” Anna piped up. Christian kicked her under the table.

“Can we change the subject please?” Daniel asked.

The topic of Florence was dropped from that point on. No one brought her up again. Although, it seemed that every other topic of conversation seemed to bring out a slightly bitter or upset addition from Daniel of how it would relate to Florence in any way.

I don’t want to watch that movie. Florence would always watch that.

Florence always washed the dishes this way instead.

Did you know Florence has never been snowboarding?

Christian was sick and tired of it by the last week of December, having suffered nearly a month of his little brother’s moping around and whining. So he helped himself into his room late one evening, the night before New Years Eve, slamming the door loud enough to have Daniel look up from his piano.

“Don’t you knock?” Daniel glared.

“What the hell is up with you, bro? You’re not yourself.” Christian crossed his arms, standing tall in the middle of the room.

“I’m fine.” Daniel retorted, turning back to his piano and lifted his fingers to the keys.

“Ok, let me rephrase.” Christian said. “What happened between you and Florence that has turned you into a human rain cloud? Your depressive attitude almost ruined Christmas for everyone.”

“Your empathy is extraordinary, Chris.” Daniel rolled his eyes.

“So, talk to me, Daniel.” Christian sat on the end of the bed closest to the piano bench.

“I was tired of seeing her with other guys so I told her I don’t want to be friends anymore. That’s it.” Daniel explained sharply.

“Because you love her.” Christian stated.

Daniel dragged his finger over the piano keys to remove the dust. His silence was answer enough.

“Daniel, I told you last year to watch out for yourself otherwise you would get hurt. You get attached and you get hurt. I know you.”

“Fine, then I’ll be all by myself the rest of my life! Alone and single and…and pathetic!” Daniel yelled, whipping around to glare at his older brother, tears welling in his eyes.

“Hey, hey, Daniel, bro, relax.” Christian spoke softly, moving to sit beside him on the piano bench and set a hand on his shoulder. “Relax, okay? I’m not attacking you.”

Daniel’s lips were set in a deep frown and he blinked hard to try and rid the tears from his eyes before they fell, staring down at the piano keys.

“Just talk to me, okay? We’ll figure something out.” Christian spoke softly.

“I haven’t seen Clementine in…in months.” Daniel’s voice wavered and he swallowed thickly. “I miss her. I miss my best friend and I miss the baby so damn much.”

“Then why’d you cut her off instead of talking it out?”

“I was angry. And hurt.” Daniel sighed, quickly wiping away the heavy tear that fell down his cheek. Christian tucked his arm around his brother’s shoulders. “And I hate being single. I hate seeing her with guys that are so much better than me because…but…I��they weren’t there for the things I was there for.”

Daniel looked at his brother who met his saddened gaze. Christian only could nod, encouraging him on.

“I always did so much for her and she never loved me like I loved her.” Daniel whimpered. “I’m fucking pathetic.”

“You’re not pathetic. You’re in love. Almost the same thing but not quite.” Christian chuckled. Daniel barely cracked a smile. “You have to decide if you’re willing to move on and find someone else who is willing to be your girlfriend and keep Florence as a friend or if you would do better without her in your life if it’s too hard.”

Daniel shook his head quickly, “I can’t do life without her, bro.”

“You can’t make her love you.”

“I slept with her.” Daniel blurted out.

Silence fell between them. Christian didn’t know what to say.

“Last month.” Daniel sighed. “We were drunk, and I don’t really remember it and she really does not remember it. But it happened. She initiated it. That means something right?”

“You need to make it right, Daniel.” Christian whispered. “You need to tell her the truth. About your feelings, about why you have been sad, and especially that. She deserves to know what happened.”

Daniel leaned his face against the keys of the piano, the messy notes ringing through his room.

“I’m gonna miss Clementine’s first birthday.”

“Why?” Christian frowned.

“Because I was angry and booked a flight for the fourth instead of the first.”

“Daniel.” Christian groaned.

“I was angry, okay?” Daniel protested, sitting up again.

“First things first, we’re getting you an earlier ticket so you can see the poor kid on her birthday and so you can talk to Florence if it’s the last thing you do.” Christian got up and grabbed Daniel’s laptop from his desk to pass it to him. “And I’m going to watch you book it and get on the plane.”

Daniel nodded and took his laptop, setting it on his lap and opening it up.

“Can’t believe my little brother is the dumbest boy in the country.” Christian grumbled, leaning over his shoulder to watch him open up the booking website.

Mid Summer Break 2020

“Christian.”

Christian sat up straighter in bed, pushing his laptop off of his lap to give his brother’s phone call his full attention. He could tell something was seriously wrong by Daniel’s trembling voice and his soft sniffles from crying.

“Hey, Daniel. What’s up?”

“I think I’m in trouble.”

“What’s going on, buddy?”

“I think have a kid.”

[surveys-at-your-service]

Survey #468

“recollect me, darling, raise me to your lips  /  two undernourished egos  /  four rotating hips”

Have you ever seen a queen bee outside its hive? I wouldn't know. What comes to mind first, when I say “indie”? The music genre. Have you ever used Duolingo? I have not. Do you think number 13 is unlucky? No. Do you watch any old films? If so, name a few of your favourites. Through all the years in school and reading classic novels, we would usually watch the movie afterwards, so I've seen a good number and understand why they're classics, like The Outsiders, A Raisin in the Sun, Steel Magnolias... Who are some of your classic era film actors and actresses, if any? I don't know enough, honestly. Do you have any novelty ice cube trays? No. What radio station do you most often listen to? I don't listen to the radio. Have you ever been in a Catholic confessional? Yes, because I was raised Roman Catholic, and it was routine to go occasionally. Those things are so awful. Who was the last non-relative you rode in a vehicle with? Oh wow, I don't know. What movie are you looking forward to coming out? HOCUS POCUS 2!!!!!!!!!!!!! :') What color was the hair of the last person you kissed? HAHAHA he's gonna fuckin hate me for this. He has black hair, but with a bit of gray throughout already. What letter does your last name begin with? D. Have you ever liked someone and never told them? Yep. Do you regret it? Nah. Who was the last person to buy you a drink? You're talking like, a drink drink? In which case, my mother. Who was the last person to buy you dinner? Girt. How old is the oldest person you’ve dated? Idk exactly how old Juan is, but he's probably the oldest? Of the ages I actually remember, that'd be Girt; he'll be 28 next month. Have you ever found a bug in your food? omg noooooo Do you ever read things you wrote as a kid? What were you like? Fuck no, I'd cringe into oblivion. Your boyfriend's birthday is coming up, and you’re totally broke. What do you do? ... Was this written directed at me??? lmao I'm thinking of just trying to draw 2B from Nier: Automata since she's to him what Pyramid Head is to me, ha ha. Would you be content to turn out just like your mom? In most ways, no. If you could pick one topic for everyone in your country to learn more about, what would you pick? Uhhh... Well, it'd be boring as all fuck hell, but I guess politics. Be actually educated on what's going on in the country and vote more wisely. How do you feel about people your age having children? I'm 25. It's normal, and advisable before 30 anyway before the risk of birth defects and problematic pregnancies rise. When was the last time you were at a park? Jeez... the very beginning of this year, I wanna say? I was taking family pictures for someone. Do you feel like going to funerals helps you in the grieving process? I haven't been to nearly enough to know. Especially as an adult. How do you feel about the whole organic food craze? I'm not educated enough on this to have a proper opinion. Who was the last person you heard snore? My mom, at some point. Is there a TV show you’ve wanted to start watching but never gotten around to? Even though I don't really watch TV, there are some I'm interested in, like The Witcher. Have you ever worn something out in public that made other people stare at you? Oh god, I would avoid that so hard, so probably not. Do you ever make an effort to look stylish or fashionable? Or do you not care about that? I really don't care. I wear what's comfortable. When was the last time you were in denial about something? What about? Idk. Have you ever worn fake eyelashes? If not, would you ever try wearing them? No, but I probably will for my hypothetical wedding. Is there any certain style of architecture you really enjoy? Yeah; Roman, for one. I should be able to list far more, having taken Art History, where architecture played a big part... When’s the last time you made the best of a bad situation? Hm, I dunno. If you watch Parks and Recreation, who is your favorite character? N/A Do you listen to Fall Out Boy? Yeah, they're great. Have you ever been skiing or snowboarding? No. Have you ever forged a note for something at school? No. Are you a YouTube addict? Oh, for sure. I'm always on there. Have you ever found a four leaf clover? Many, actually! It's funny, at our old place, the day my father abandoned my family, I found an actual PATCH of four-leaf clovers right outside. I doubt it meant anything, but it was still cool. From that year on, that spot always had lots of four-leaf ones. Are you good at lighting fires? I wouldn't know. I'm scared to. Name someone who is an excellent listener? Sara. <3 Would you mind living to 100 years old if you were in semi-decent health? Define "semi-decent." If I could still care for myself fine, then sure, I guess? 100 still seems pretty... bold for me, though. How did your parents meet one another? They were co-workers. When's the last time you got heartburn? What do you think caused it? I haven't had it in a while because I have to take a prescription antacid. It's embarrassing to admit, but it's because of my weight; chronic heartburn is common for people of my size. I know for sure that it's the culprit in my case, because when I lost a load of weight? It went away and stayed gone until I started gaining weight back. What's your favorite red fruit? Strawberriessss. Do you enjoy sour candies? If so, which ones? omfg yesssss. Give me like ANY sour candy. Would you want a chance to visit Willy Wonka's Chocolate Factory? Ha, it's funny, the first thing that came to mind was hell yeah, so long as I could bring my camera. Can you imagine the photographs? Goddamn right I'd try some candy too, but I'm more interested in the art of it all, really. What is one quirk about each of your parents that you can't stand? Dad is easy: he repeats the FUCK out of himself. Like oh my god. He will cycle a conversation by saying the same exact thing so, so many times. As for Mom... I don't know about a quirk that I can't stand. Have you ever suffered from amnesia before? After I awoke from fainting and receiving a concussion, I did briefly. Like I couldn't remember what happened and was just crying, but it came back to me with time. Do you live with roommates? I live with my mother. Does your body feel older than it actually is? My body feels ancient. Were you always picked last in gym class? I wouldn't say last, but I wasn't a first pick, for sure. Has someone close to you ever passed away from cancer? Pets have. My grandmother died of pancreatic cancer, but we were never close, I'd say. Which form of martial arts would you be most interested in trying? Ngl, I don't know almost any names and what moves they entail. Which type of shoe dominates your wardrobe? Converse. The last time you were high, what was it off of? Never been high. Is there a particular sport you follow on a regular basis? No. Are you waiting for something to arrive in the mail? No. Could you date someone who didn’t drive (and didn’t show an interest in ever getting their license, either)? If they had no interest in getting one, I don't think I could. How would you react if your artwork became famous? Cry. A lot. But in a wonderful way. Have you ever seen an alligator in person? Yeah. I love those lil 'ole dinos. Most instances were at the zoo, but I actually very clearly remember seeing one in a watery ditch following Hurricane Floyd when the local zoo was destroyed. The alligators got out. What does the inside of your shower look like? It's a... normal tub/shower? What primary color is your Christmas tree? It's always green. When I have my own place, I reeeaaaally want a black one with faux snowy tips, white garland, and red ornaments. What is the stupidest thing you’ve done to a friend’s pet? Nothing? Have you ever seen a snake in the road? I have. Have you ever been to the Kentucky Derby? No. Have you ever heard a wolf howl? Not in person, no. When in a race, do you usually win? Ya girl doesn't race. I don't remember if I did any as a kid. Do you get sleepy when you ride in the car? Yes. How is your credit rating? I don't have one. Do you know anyone who lives in Hawaii? Yeah, a cousin of mine. What was the last phone conversation you had about? I was giving someone permission to talk to my mother about some financial stuff. How spicy do you like your food? Spicy, but not as hot as I used to enjoy. I've come to a point where I want to focus more on enjoying the food than the adrenaline of fighting the heat of what I'm eating. When was the last time you were in a very good mood? Two days ago when my boyfriend came over and we were watching some shows together. Who is at your house right now? Just Mom and me. Have you faced any of your fears lately? I mean, it's nothing major at all, but signing myself in and out of doctor appointments gives me anxiety. My mom used to do it for me, but I've been doing it for awhile now. Have you slept next to the last person you kissed? No. We both needed a nap the other day, but we've agreed sleeping together while my nightmares are being figured out is a very bad idea in case I lash out in my sleep and hurt him because I would fucking sob. Has your father met the boy you currently love? Yeah. But not everyone loves boys, you know. Are you closer with your siblings or cousins? Siblings. I barely ever see my cousins because my extended family doesn't live in NC. How many people have you really fell for? Three. Last thing to make you smile? Some stupid meme on Facebook lol. Does the person you like, like you too? Ye! Next event you’ll wear a dress to: Idk. Is there someone in your past you thought you’d never get over, and then did? Believe this shit or not... I haven't been thinking of Jason as much lately. I VERY much doubt I'll ever be totally over him, but I'm very much focused on and into my current boyfriend. How many arguments have you had with the last person you dated? We've actually never argued. Your girlfriend/boyfriend buys you flowers, you say? With our sense of humor, I'd probably say some shit like, "You killed them for me?" in an adoring voice, ha ha. Describe your life in one word? Dull. Did the last person you kiss have a tattoo? No, but he wants a sleeve tattoo AND I AM SO FUCKING FOR IT Were you intoxicated the last time you threw up? Nope.

[madison-ward]

Phone Tag Facetime

Fall Semester Freshman Year of College

After a Saturday night game, Gabe calls Maddie to ask her if she was watching since they won. The phone rings a bunch before he hangs up. He waits a bit to see if she will call back before he texts her, we won!!!! call me when you get a chance. i love you  

Maddie is at a sorority party with the girl Sam who lives on her floor, and she keeps telling her all about rushing and how she can’t wait to when she gets back from winter break. She’s actually having fun at the party too and starts to ask some of the girls about sorority life, and she misses Gabe’s call while her phone is in her purse. When she gets back to her room from the party, she sees his text and immediately calls him back.

Gabe heads to an after party with his team when Maddie returns his call and he misses it.

She texts him after the call goes to voicemail. omg baby thats amazing!!! Sorry I missed your call, call me back and I’ll show you how proud I am of you  

Gabe’s phone dies while he’s at the party. Once he gets back to his room he plugs it in and falls asleep before it powers on. The next morning he sees Maddie’s text and FaceTimes her.

Maddie stays up and waits for him to call her back until she falls asleep with her phone in her hand. She wakes up to her phone ringing and answers the FaceTime groggily, “hello?”

Gabe smiles as she answers and he laughs softly, “Sorry, did I wake you?”

She nods her head and rests her cheek down on her pillow, holding her phone up but closing her eyes, “Where were you last night? I stayed up drunk and horny and waiting.”

He half smiles as he watches her, “I’m sorry. I was out and my phone died. I’m sorry for waking you.”

Maddie hums and peeks an eye open, “it’s okay, I miss waking up to you.”

“I miss you,” he smiles.

She opens both her eyes and smiles at him lovingly, “I miss you.”

Gabe grins at her, "I love you."

Maddie smiles wider, “I love you too.”

He smiles, "So you went to a party last night?"

She hums and nods, “I did.”

"How was it? Did you have fun?" He grins at her.

Maddie smiles, “I did.”

Gabe smiles widely, “That’s great, babe. Are you feeling more comfortable there?”

She nods her head and smiles, “Yeah, I went with my floor mate Sam that I’ve mentioned. And she was talking about rushing in the spring and I was talking to the sorority girls and they all really love it.. I think I might rush in the spring too.”

Gabe nods his head and raises his brows, “Wow, you’re gonna join a sorority?”

Maddie smiles, “Thinking about it. I’m sorry I missed your call last night, congratulations on the win.”

He grins and shrugs, “I think that’s great babe. And thank you.”

She smiles, "So modest."

He laughs, "We handed their asses to them."

Maddie grins at him, “You’re amazing.”

"I do my best," he grins.

She grins, “you are the best.”

He shakes his head, "Stop."

Maddie grins, "Nope!"

Gabe grins at her, “Maddieee.”

She smiles, "Yesss?"

“Stoooop,” he chuckles.

Maddie grins, “Whhhyy?”

“I don’t know,” he smiles. “Because I’m modest.”

She laughs and smiles, snuggling into her pillow, “When’s your last game?”

"December 18th," he nods.

Maddie frowns, “I’ll be taking finals..”

He nods his head and frowns, "Me too."

She bites her lip, “I wish I could be there for it..”

"Me too, but it's okay. I'll be home like three days after," he grins.

Maddie smiles, "And then it's you and me for winter break, babe!"

He smiles and nods his head, “Yeah, I can’t wait”

She grins widely, "What should we do?"

“Go snowboarding?” He grins.

Maddie nods and smiles, "Definitely."

He smiles at her, “And we’ll figure out a bunch of other plans.”

She smiles and nods, "I can't wait to be able to sleep with you every night again."

Gabe grins, “I’m definitely looking forward to it.”

Maddie smiles at him, “Cute.”

He chuckles softly and looks at her lovingly.

She grins, “I wish I could kiss you.”

He pouts a little and then puckers his lips.

Maddie kisses the screen.

He grins at her and hums, “Not the same.”

She pouts, “Not even close. And I really miss your mouth.”

He smiles and raises his brows, “Oh yeah”

Maddie nods her head and sighs, “a lot.”

He bites his lip and grins, speaking lower, “I miss your mouth too.”

She shivers and smirks, “Damn..”

He smiles at her, “What?”

Maddie laughs, “The way you said that.”

He smirks, "I wasn't trying to seduce you."

She wrinkles her nose, "Rude."

"How is that rude?" He laughs

Madison pouts, "You should always try and seduce me."

Gabe grins at her, "I'm sorry. I was trying to seduce you."

She laughs and winks at him.

He smiles crookedly, “I miss you.”

Maddie grins, “I miss yoouu.”

Gabe smiles a little, "I have to go meet the guys for breakfast soon."

She pouts, “Okay.”

He pouts back at her, "I love you."

Maddie half smiles, “I love you too. So there really wasn’t any seducing going on?”

He smirks a little, "There was."

She smirks and playfully sighs, “And you’re sure you have enough time to have phone sex with me while the boys get ready for breakfast with you?”

Gabe bites his lip and grins, "I can be late."

Maddie grins and sits up in bed, turning her light on. “Do you ever watch the video I made you, daddy?”

He nods his head and smirks, "More than once a week.."

She blushes and grins, “Do you touch yourself every time?” She props her phone up.

He sits up and props up his phone, "Yes."

Maddie grins shyly, “You want me to get my toy out?”

Gabe licks his lips and smirks, "Please do."

She reaches into her bedside table and takes it out.

He smirks and watches her, "I loved using that on you."

Maddie blushes and grins, “You did it best.”

“Do you use it a lot?” He grins.

She bites her lip shyly and nods her head, “yes, sir..”

“Tell me what you do with it, babe,” he smirks.

Maddie blushes, “well first.. I put it in my mouth to get it nice and wet and I think about how you told me to worship your cock while I do..”

Gabe bites his lip and grins a little, “Oh yeah?”

She nods and smiles shyly, “Yeah.. and I think about your face and the way you moan when your cock is in my mouth..”

He moves his hand to rub himself over his boxers, “I miss your mouth on my cock..”

Maddie whimpers as she watches him, “I miss it too, daddy..” she moves her hand to press her palm to her pubic bone over her panties.

“Yeah? You miss sucking me off?” He grunts softly.

She whines as she grinds her hips against her hand, “So much..”

Gabe watches her and whimpers softly, moving his hand under his boxers, “I wish I could feel you getting wet for me..”

Maddie whimpers and she picks up her phone to move the camera to show her panties, “Look at how wet my panties are already..”

He licks his lips and strokes himself slowly, “Fuck..”

Maddie moans and she watches him and she pulls her panties to the side and moans as she moves her fingers up and down her slit.

Gabe tugs his boxers down with his free hand and whimpers.

She moans and rubs her clit, “I love watching you touch your big cock..”

He strokes himself slowly, “You look so sexy rubbing your wet pussy, babe..”

Maddie moans and rubs herself in circles, “I wish it was your tongue, daddy..”

He groans and spits in his hand before stroking himself harder, “Me too..”

She whines loudly and props her phone back up before picking her toy and moving it up and down her slit.

He watches her and strokes himself faster.

Maddie moans louder as she pushes the toy into herself and turns it on.

"Show me how you use your toy like a good girl," he whimpers.

She whines and thrusts the toy quickly, “Daddy..”

"Does that feel good, baby?" He moans and strokes himself harder and faster.

She nods her head as she moans loudly, moving one hand to feel herself up over her shirt, “Wish it was your cock..”

Gabe groans as he moves his hand, "God, you're so sexy.."

Maddie moans and moves the toy harder, “How would you be fucking me, daddy?”

"Hard just like that, baby," he grunts and strokes himself eagerly.

Her body tenses up as she moans loudly and turns the the toy up higher.

"Be a good girl and cum for daddy," he groans as he moves his hand faster.

Maddie cries out as she climaxes and releases, pulling the toy out as she does.

Gabe watches her and his jaw slacks as his abdomen tightens, "Fuck.." His lets out a series of grunts as he reaches his release, tilting his head back.

She whines as she watches him, moving the vibrator up and down her slit lazily as she pants.

He slows his hand and whimpers as he catches his breath, "Maddie.."

Maddie whimpers and turns the toy off, “Gabriel..”

He looks at her and smirks, "Damn."

She blushes and laughs breathlessy.

He bites his lip and picks up his phone to show her his stomach.

Maddie smirks, “you came so much for me, daddy.. wish I could lick you clean.”

He grins, "Me too.." He grabs a tissue and wipes himself up.

She grins and moves her phone to show him wet she got her bedding.

He groans a little as he watches, "Fuck, babe.."

Maddie smirks as she hears him and shows him her center.

Gabe smirks, "So wet.."

She bites her lip and giggles before lifting the phone back to her face.

"I miss you so much," he sighs.

Maddie fights a frown, “I miss you so much..”

"Winter break," he smiles.

She nods her head and smiles, "Few more weeks."

"It'll be here before you know it," he smiles.

Maddie nods her head, "I know."

He lets out a soft breath, "I love you."

She half smiles, "I love you so much, Gabriel.."

He grins a little, "I've gotta go."

She pouts, "Fiiiine."

"I'm sorry, babe. I love you," he grins.

Maddie smiles a little, “I love you too. Have fun.”

He winks at her before hanging up.

[karahalloway]

OMG that dog gif is so precious! And you have no idea how touched that comment made me feel!

Already off to a stellar start! Disgruntled by a woman Drake just does something to me..........

There is something strangely sexy about a sexually frustrated man, huh?  😇

Poor guy 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

Drake will hate me for saying this, but these little moments of frustration were actually quite a lot of fun to write 😆

Listen. You know how to build the damn sexual tension. Like, damn!

Aww thank you! To be honest, I always feel like I could do better 😅 Like when I read your or Harley’s stuff, I’m like ‘Damn - there’s some palatable tension right there!’

SEE??????

...okay, I guess I do 

This particular group of words....the phrasing here...just....just....

Again, one of this situations where the whole paragraph just popped into my head fully formed 

I love their banter!!!!🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡

Literally my favourite thing to write with these two 🥰

This reminds me of the part in Uncommon Attraction where he buys her the phone. Such a heart melt moment either way!!

It should! 😇 I modelled it after that scene deliberately - because this is an AU, so the characters are ultimately the same, so they’re going to react the same in a given situation as in UA/Intentions. And the race up the stairs harkened to the snowboarding race as well  🙃

There's the brit coming out in you in that particular turn of phrase! And I love it!

Lol - like I said, Drake’s vernacular is mostly American but there are random bits of ‘Britishness’ in there (to account for his European upbringing).

If they don't fuck in this chapter, I might actually die.....The sexual tension is off the fucking charts!

So... about that... 

Yeah. That's why she does it. 😏

Yup!

The whole race up the stairs and her top and her dropping her stuff.... and why, Walker, why wouldn't you just go inside? You're killing me man!

Bc he keeps convincing himself that he hasn’t got a shot - even though Harper is in the exact same boat as him (she thinks that she keeps missing the mark with him as well). And I actually love exploring that mental tension inside of him - one one hand he wants it so much, but on the other hand he’s like ‘no... must resist...!!’ But he ends up caving each time.

FINALLY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

WHOOO! So satisfying getting here! 😅

I 10000% approve of this imagery!!!!!!!!!!

Thank you! I think fire is a very appropriate metaphore for how Drake feels when he is this invested in a girl

......😳😳😳😳

kladsskfalkjd

...and I couldn’t resist nodding to their first time in Intentions  😇

😳😳😳😳

So a lot of people commented on Drake’s time with Freya as being hot, but a bit strange that he was doing it with someone other than Harper. So I wanted to take the opportunity to explore how this particular scenario could’ve gone with Harper. Glad it hit the mark  😇

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Listen, I get how important it was...but like three more seconds and she would have at least finished!

🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

(A) because I am mean, (B) because I need the tension to remain high, and (C) there is another reason that will get mentioned in approx. 2 chapter’s time 😇

I hate you in the best possible way. I need more and I need it NOW!!!

I’m writing it, I’m writing it!!

...though admittedly I’ve been mentally distracted by the whole rewrite project  😅

This whole chapter makes me want to toss my laptop in the garbage

No! Don’t say that! I love your stuff! The way you do reveals and humour and smut... God, I don’t think I can ever write those things the way you do! Please don’t stop writing your stuff!

Thanks so much for reading, writing and reblogging!!!

Sleepless in New York: Chapter 7 - Take My Breath

Series: TRR

Pairing: Drake Walker x OC (Harper Gale)

Rights belong to Pixelberry, most characters and some dialogue belong to them.

Synopsis: This is a short-story series written from Drake’s POV that explores an AU where Drake meets Harper (my OC from (Un)Common Attraction) by himself before the boys come to the bar on the last night of Christian’s bachelor party.

Masterlist: Sleepless in New York

Chapter Summary: Harper and Drake arrive back at Harper's apartment... where more than one surprise awaits Drake.

Word Count: 5,800

Rating/Warnings: M (swearing, angst, Drake massively overthinking, lemons(?))

Chapter theme song:

A/N1: Sorry this took so long to get out! Real life has been unexpected busy (even though I'd been hoping it would calm down lol) and this chapter ended up being quite a beast to wrangle into shape (I think I rewrote most parts of it like 6 times... 😅). But hopefully the contents will make up for the wait!

A/N2: I am participating in @fictober-event's Fictober 2022 event, and I (belatedly) used the Day 21 prompt: "I never said that" (which appears in bold within the text).

A/N3: I tagged this installment on the basis of my updated Tag List (which I will be posting tomorrow). If you were not tagged, and would like to be, let me know!

Chapter 7 - Take My Breath

"My... my jacket?" I blabber stupidly, hand frozen half-way to my ear like a moron... which, at this moment, I completely was.

Because my mind was spinning from the bombshell invitation that she'd just dropped on me...

...and the potential implications.

"Yeah," she confirms with infinite patience. "The one you lent me last night."

"I wasn't expecting it back," I mutter while desperately searching her face, her eyes, her body language for any kind of clue as to what her true motivations actually were.

Because if she meant what I thought she meant then—

"I know," she shrugs. "But it's yours. So it's not right for me to keep it. Especially since you're leaving tomorrow."

I kick myself as she turns away to pad back towards the main road.

I'm such an idiot...

Her words confirmed that which I should've known all along — that the invitation was completely platonic. And that it was my own dumbass fault for trying to read something into the situation that wasn't even on the table.

At least not anymore.

Because whatever mood we'd managed to spark tonight got left in that damn elevator when I high-tailed us outta there.

And now it was too late to get it back.

Because I'd ended up hurting her.

And despite the fact that she'd forgiven me for the incident, there was no way she'd want to take things further.

Not tonight, anyway...

...even though tonight was all we had left.

I raise my gaze beseechingly to the heavens.

Why didn't I just go for Korean BBQ last night...? Then I never would've met her, she never would've gotten fired, and I wouldn't be feeling like—

"NYC Yellow Cab Company. Where are you going this evening?"

The sound of the operator's voice jars me from my thoughts. "Yeah. Um... I'd like to order a cab to..."

I trail off, realising that I actually had no idea where we were.

I cast my eyes around, trying to find a street sign, or an obvious landmark. But apart from the inky waters of the Hudson behind me and the yellow glow of the streetlamps along the sidewalk, I see nothing.

"Err... hold on a sec, will—"

The sharp sound of a whistle rends the air.

Throwing my head around, I spot Gale leaning out into the road with her arm in the air.

"...actually, never mind," I say, hanging up as a cab pulls up obediently next to us.

"One New York taxi," declares Gale triumphantly as she steps in front of me to yank the passenger door open.

Dropping my phone back in my pocket, I throw her a sidelong glance. "Thought you said cabs were a waste of time and money."

She shrugs back at me. "They are. But you were going to call one anyway, so I thought I'd save you the trouble... and the overpriced roaming bill."

I shake my head wryly. "And here I thought I was doin' you a favour."

"Who says the favour can't go both ways, cowboy?" she counters with a wink before climbing into the cab.

I stare at her ass painedly.

Now, why did she have to go and say something like that...?

Because despite the fact that she'd made it clear literally a minute ago that I shouldn't expect anything when we got back to hers, that one comment had kicked my dirty, sex-deprived imagination into overdrive again...

...and now all I could think about was eating her out while she went down on me, 69-style.

"You coming, or what, pal?"

The driver's voice snaps me from my thoughts.

Swallowing a groan, I slide into the backseat — careful not to touch her, even accidentally, because then all bets were gonna get blown off — and pull the cab door closed with an agitated bang.

Sweet Jesus, I was a horny mess...

I couldn't seem to get through one conversation with this girl without my mind — and my dick — going wild with everything I wanted to do to her.

And that wasn't like me.

Sure. I'd been turned on by girls before. Even been handcuffed, made to wait for gratification until I was literally sweating with need.

But never like this — outside of the bedroom, where the proverbial screw just kept getting pulled tighter and tighter without any assurance of release.

No. This was completely uncharted territory for me.

Because any other girl, any other situation, I'd've closed the deal by now. And moved on.

So maybe that was the problem — the fact that every time I seemed to be getting somewhere, I ended up getting cock-blocked with a meticulous precision that seemed nothing short of premeditated.

By her asshole boss. By her infatuated coworker. By the cabbie. By Leo. By the pricks at the club.

Not to mention by myself. Because I kept saying and doing the wrong things. So that fact that she was still talking to me was basically a miracle.

And even though I'd somehow managed to salvage each and every fuck up — just — it hadn't been enough.

Because I was still sitting on square one.

But I'd run outta time.

And that grated me no end.

Especially considering how narrowly I'd missed the end zone.

My head drops back against the head rest.

Christ, I needed to fuck...

The adrenaline, the cortisol — not to mention the testosterone spliced with all the built-up thirst — was still roiling through my veins, setting my teeth on edge, begging for release.

And while I completely respected Gale's decision to not want to take things further after everything she'd been through tonight, I knew I'd never be able to catch anything even remotely resembling sleep until I'd blown off some steam.

And if it wasn't gonna happen with Gale — even though I wanted it to, desperately — I needed to cut my losses and come up with a Plan B...

...though the idea of going back out again, to a noisy bar or club to scour the crowd for a potential hook-up was not appetising in the slightest. Especially since there was no guarantee of a decent score.

Might just need to bite the bullet and steal a page out of Tariq's pathetic playbook by calling up a damned hooker.

I clench my eyes shut.

Sweet Jesus, I really must be desperate.

But as tantalising as the idea may seem at first blush, the thought of actually having sex with someone who was only in it for the money turned me off faster than flipping a kill switch.

I heave a resigned sigh.

Jacking off under a cold shower it is... Christ, this night couldn't get any worse...

I feel the taxi slow.

Glancing out the window, I see that we'd arrived on a residential street comprised of tightly packed multistorey brownstones.

"That'll be $24.56," declares the driver, putting the car into park.

"Thanks," acknowledges Gale, reaching for her clutch.

But I've already pulled my wallet out. "Keep the change," I tell him, handing over a ten and a twenty.

Gale's head snaps up. "Hey!"

"You want a receipt?" asks the cabbie, palming the money.

"Nope," I tell him, already halfway out the car.

The sooner we got this done, and the sooner I got gone, the better.

Flicking the door closed behind me, I walk quickly 'round to the other side of the cab to help Gale out.

Because even though I may not be getting laid tonight, I wasn't going to be an asshole about it. My parents had raised me better than that.

Gale greets me with a terse glare from the backseat. "What the hell do you think you're doing?"

I raise a brow. "Opening the door for you?"

"We agreed to share the fare!"

I heave a breath. Christ, not again... "No. We didn't."

"Yes. We did," she insists sternly, gathering her things. "Because I said—"

"I know what you said," I reply calmly, pulling the door wider. "But we never agreed."

Her mouth drops open in surprise. "But—"

"In fact," I continue, holding out a hand to help her out of the cab, "I specifically disagreed with your proposition. Because it's not right for you to fork out cash you don't have on a cab that you only needed because of me."

"I have $12!" she hits back, ignoring my offer of assistance even as she struggles to climb out of the backseat with shoes, bag, and jacket in hand.

"No. You don't."

She freezes, half-in, half-out of the cab, staring at me in disbelief.

I meet her eye pointedly. "You lost your job, remember?"

"Yeah, but—"

"So my point stands," I conclude, reaching out to steady her as she pushes herself up to stand. "You don't have $12 to spend on a cab. And since that's my fault, it's only right that I foot the fare."

She lets out a low breath. "Drake, you don't need t—"

"I do," I insist, shutting the cab door behind her. "Especially since I never finished apologising back at the club."

She flicks her gaze up with a coy smile. "We did get very rudely interrupted, didn't we?"

"Very," I agree, reaching up to brush her hair out of her face as the car pulls away. "So it's only right that I make it up to you some other way."

Dammit, why couldn't I keep my hands off her...?

Something flutters in her expression. "And that's very sweet of you. But I can't keep taking your money."

"Pretty sure it was the cabbie who took my money..." I murmur softly.

She swings her Jimmy Choos at me. "You know what I mean!"

"Harper," I say firmly, letting the shoes ping harmlessly off my arm. "It's fine. Honestly. I'm not gonna begrudge twenty bucks — or even ten times that — if it helps you get home safe. After the way I gatecrashed your life, it's the least I can do."

She opens her mouth to protest.

I meet her gaze calmly, but steadfastly.

Her shoulders drop. "Okay, fine. But just so we're clear, this is the last time I'm letting you do this."

"Spend my own money?" I ask, quirking a brow.

"Blame yourself for what happened."

Her words pull me up short. "But—"

"You didn't gatecrash my life. If anything, you kinda did me a favour because I actually hated working at that bar," she admits. "The place was a dive, the hours were erratic, and Jovan was—"

"—a right piece of shit," I offer.

"I was going to say 'moody bastard', but sure," she grins. "The only reason I stuck it out for as long as I did was because the tips were relatively good and I was able to hit my monthly savings goal after I'd paid—"

"Savings goal?" I cut in. "What were you—?"

A blush colours her face. "It... It doesn't matter. Point is, I can get another job. And until I do, I have enough to cover the rent. So, it's not like you've ruined my life, or plunged me into debt, or homelessness..."

"Yeah, but—"

She lays a finger against my lips, silencing me. "I said it's fine... Really. You don't owe me anything, Drake. You never did."

I struggle for breath. "Har—"

"But I do owe you your jacket back," she reminds me, giving my nose a tap with her finger. "And you probably want to get back to your bachelor party. So, up and at 'em, cowboy."

The breath I didn't realise I was holding explodes out of me as she turns away.

Fuck.

This girl really was try'na kill me.

Every time she got up in my space like that, touched me like that, called me cowboy like that, she pushed my self-control — and my sanity — right to the limit.

And at this rate, what little rein I had left on my composure was going to snap, and she was gonna find herself on the receiving end of a very different kind of 'up and at 'em'... the kind where she was up against the wall and I was up and inside her.

I force myself to take a steadying breath as I follow after her.

Keep it together, Walker. As she made it clear — again — that's not the reason you're here. And unless she changes her mind, you can't overstep the mark.

She leads me to the squatter of two buildings on the block. Stopping in front of a narrow door that was tucked next to the shuttered store front of a second-hand bookshop that occupied the ground floor, she reaches for the numerical access panel and taps the six digit code in.

The lock clicks back and I reach forward to push the door open.

"Thanks," she says with a smile, stepping through the opening.

"Anytime," I murmur, trying — and failing — to not breathe in her honey-camomile scent as she slides past me.

Dammit, why did she have to smell so good...?

"Hope you like cardio..."

I snap my head up just in time to catch the wry glance she throws me over her shoulder.

"...'cause it's a bit of a trek up to the fifth floor."

I let the door bang shut behind me with a sigh.

Yup. She was definitely try'na kill me.

Because apparently it wasn't enough that I'd already had to suffer through a burlesque routine and a sexually charged turn on the dancefloor that had basically been foreplay.

She was now going to make me stare at her ass while we climbed five flights for stairs.

Fuck my fuckin' life...

But, short of walking out on her like a high-strung douchebag, I didn't really have a choice.

Unless...

"Up and at 'em, Gale!" I prompt as I dart past her.

Her mouth drops. "Wha—?"

"Thought you wanted to be quick about this," I say, pausing on the landing to look back down at her.

"Yeah, but that doesn't mean I want to race you up the stairs!"

I raise a brow. "Who said anything 'bout a race?"

"You did. Just now."

I lean over the banister. "I just offered to up the pace. But if you aren't up for it—"

Her eyes narrow. "I never said that..."

"Then I'll see you at the top," I shrug, resuming my jog up the stairs.

Even if she ended up trailing behind, at least I'd've had a chance to blow off some much needed steam before we got to her apartment.

"Bet your ass you will, Walker!" she shouts, blowing past me as she takes the steps three at a time.

I snort despite myself, throwing myself into a sprint to catch up to her.

This girl...

She kept managing to surprise me.

I hadn't intended for this to turn into a head-to-head. But apparently she had a mean competitive streak and couldn't resist another chance to try and show me up. Even when she was barefoot.

I catch up to her on the next level.

"Nice try, Gale," I chuckle, using the handrail to pull myself past her on the corner of the landing. "But you ain't winning this."

"Speak for yourself, Walker!" she cries, grabbing the back of my shirt to use me as a counterweight to propel herself into the lead again.

"You wanna play dirty, huh?" I huff, reaching out to grab her around the waist.

My fingers brush against her bare skin...

...but before I can close the hold, she's twisted away.

"Close, but no cigar!" she taunts with a smug look.

"Closer than you think," I grin, pulling past her through the opening she's unintentionally afforded me.

A shocked gasp rises up behind me. "You bastard!"

"Don't dish it if you can't take it, girl!" I call as I round the final corner.

Pushing through the burn in my thighs, I bound up the steps, pausing at the top to catch my breath.

Doing that every day'll sure keep you fit! No wonder she had such great legs...

The sound of bare feet slapping against concrete echoes up the stairwell.

Glancing behind me, I spot Gale stomping up the steps with a murderous expression, her arms crossed over her chest.

"The fuck was that, Walker?" she demands angrily as she draws level with me.

"A fair win?"

"How the hell was that fair!"

"Hey," I say, holding my hands up. "I was just playin' by your rules, Gale... So, don't tell me you've got double standards."

"I didn't rip your shirt off!" she protests vehemently, aiming a kick at my shin.

I dodge out of the way...

...and suddenly realise why she was so pissed when I see that her arms are still wrapped around her chest.

When I'd tried to grab her, my fingers must've accidentally pulled the tie of her shimmery crop top loose at the back. And now she was desperately trying to keep the flimsy covering from falling off her body completely while holding onto everything else she was carrying.

An inadvertent snort escapes me at the absurdity of the situation.

"Oh, yeah. Hilarious!" she snips sarcastically, shoving past me. "Jackass..."

Her comment hits me like a kick to the gut. Goddammit...

Of all the ways I'd imagined undressing her — and there had been a lot of ways! — this had definitely not been one of them. By mistake... In the most asinine and juvenile way possible.

Because now she was pissed at me. Again.

"Gale, hold up," I plead, stepping after her. "I swear I didn't—"

"Save it, Walker," she snaps, arriving at a nondescript door marked with the number 502 and reaching for her bag without looking at me.

Shit. She really was fit to be tied.

"Look. You're right," I sigh. "It isn't funny. I shouldn't've laughed. It wasn't cool and— You okay?"

"I'm fine," she grits, struggling to open her clutch while keeping her top in some semblance of decency and juggling her shoes and jacket as well.

"You sure...?" I ask, unconvinced. "'Cause you look like y—"

Her hazel-green gaze snaps irately up to mine. "I said I'm—!"

As if on cue, the tenuous hold she had on her bag slips, taking the rest of her precariously balanced stuff with it to the floor in a heap.

She grabs after the lot instinctively...

...only to realise she'd let go of her top.

"Shit!" she gasps, grasping the sparkly fabric after a moment of stunned indecision.

I slant her a deadpan look. "You were sayin'?"

"Just... shut up," she groans exasperatedly, managing to save her decency...

...but not quite quick enough.

My eyes widen. "Yes, ma'am," I affirm, quickly bending down to start picking everything up.

She heaves an aggravated breath. "Drake, I don't need—"

"I got it," I assure her, scooping her jacket and shoes before she can get to them. "You... you got more top-level problems to deal with."

I hear her suck in a shocked gasp, followed by the rustling of fabric on skin as she hastens to adjust the wayward scrap of material.

I keep my attention focused on rounding up the various items that had escaped her bag, and not on the dozen different ways I suddenly wanted to tease the nipple she'd accidentally flashed me before I'd remembered to look away.

I clench my eyes shut. Sweet Jesus, how was I gonna—?

I feel her fingers brush against mine. "Thanks..."

My eyes snap open to find her crouched in front of me with a wry, slightly embarrassed look.

"...for the save," she adds, not quite meeting my eye.

"An-anytime," I reply hoarsely, handing the now refilled clutch back to her. "And I'm sorry. About earlier. I hadn't planned on—"

The colour rises up her cheeks as she drops her gaze and takes the bag. "I know. And I'm sorry for flipping out on you. It's just... my brother Tyler used to pull stunts like that when we were younger and—"

"You still have a bad taste in your mouth about it," I finish for her. "I know."

She lifts her gaze to mine. "Sounds like you speak from experience..."

I nod tightly. "There are things my sister's probably not forgiven me for either."

"The joys of sibling-hood," she observes dryly, straightening back up to return her attention to the door.

"Yeah..." I mumble, feeling that all-too familiar emptiness settle in my gut as the ghost of Savs' face rises through the spectre of my memories.

The rattle of keys jars me from my thoughts.

Looking up, I see that Gale had located her keyring — adorned with a made-in-China, plastic Statue of Liberty — and was in the process of slotting a brass-coloured key into the lock. The tumbler clicks back and the door swings open.

I hang back on the threshold as she steps into the narrow hallway to flick on the hallway light. The golden glow reveals the outlines of a small, open-plan kitchen-living area within.

"Do you want to—?" she asks, pausing on the threshold to look back at me.

I shake my head. "I'm good."

I didn't know if I could trust myself to behave if I followed her inside. And I didn't want to burn what little goodwill I probably had left with her.

She nods quickly. "Okay. Let me just grab your jacket and—"

"Don't forget these," I remind her, holding her own jacket and shoes out to her.

"Oh. Right. Thanks," she blushes again as she takes them. "I...I'll be back in a minute."

"Take your time," I murmur as she disappears into the flat.

On one hand, I was desperate to get outta here while I still had some semblance of sanity left. But, on the other hand, I knew that as soon as I turned away, and she shut the door, that was it. She was out of my life.

For good.

And I wasn't sure I was ready for that.

But short of bringing her back to Cordonia with me, or ditching the return flight — neither of which was an option — I didn't really have a choice.

Because let's face it. I'd known the girl less than a day. It was irrational to want to—

"Sorry, it's a bit rumpled," she apologises as she reappears, blazer in hand, and errant crop-top exchanged for a white, 'I ❤️ NY' t-shirt. "It fell off the hanger."

"Don't worry about it."

She holds the jacket out over the threshold. "Thanks again for lending it to me..."

I reach out to take it. "You don't need to thank me, girl..."

Her chest rises. "I do. Because—"

My fingers brush against hers. "I just did what anyone would've done."

Her hazel-green eyes meet mine. "No."

The intensity of her declaration knocks the air from my chest.

"You did the exact opposite of what anyone else would've done," she continues decidedly. "You went out of your way to help a total stranger. Not once, but several times. Without expecting anything in return. So it's me who owes you, Drake; not the other way around..."

I shake my head. "Harper, you know you don't—"

"...and I've yet to properly thank you."

My head snaps up.

Our eyes lock.

Her mouth parts.

And the world falls away.

I have no idea who moves first. Me or her. Maybe it's mutual...

But the next thing I know, the damned blazer is tossed to the floor and we're at each other's throats, devouring each other like a pair of rabid maniacs.

Because we both suddenly realise that we'd been fuckin' fools for letting ourselves get jackknifed by the very circumstances that kept propelling us together. For keeping our cards close to our chests when we should've been throwing them — and each other — down on the table.

Because we'd been too distracted by all the auxiliary bullshit to realise that we've wanted the same thing from the very start.

Each other.

"Fuck, baby," I groan against her mouth. "You don't owe me anything..."

"But I—" She gasps as I grab her by the ass to yank her against me.

"How 'bout we call us even?" I growl, hoisting her up into the air.

A surprised squeak escapes her.

But I don't give her a chance to protest the matter because my mouth is already back on hers, wanting more, taking more, giving her no quarter as I march her back into the apartment, kicking the door shut behind me.

Because now that we'd stumbled onto the same page, I was taking control of the narrative. No more pussyfooting around... No more second guessing.

Because we'd wasted too much goddamn time already and to say that I needed her was an understatement. I yearned for her... Fuckin' burned for her with an intensity that was borderline obsessive.

So in what few hours I had left with her, I wanted one thing, and one thing only. To set her world on fire the same way she'd torched mine just by stepping into it.

My teeth scrape against hers as I shove my tongue down her throat, giving her a promise of what was to come.

She moans into my mouth, and I nearly lose it right then and there.

Christ, she tasted good...!

She was a heady mix of sweet and zest that was straight up intoxicating. Like summer raspberries and honey wine. And I curse myself for not letting myself kiss her sooner.

The sound of ripping thread rends the air.

My eyes fly open.

"Now we're even," she declares with a smirk, sending the dislocated buttons flying as she throws the top of my shirt open.

I scoff at the irony as I carry her into the small kitchenette. "Thought you wanted to save this shirt."

"That was before you ripped my top," she counters saucily, raking her nails down my chest.

A low groan escapes me as I deposit her onto the countertop. "You're lucky I waited this long, girl. I've been wanting to tear that damn thing off you since the start of the night."

"Got something against my clothes, Walker?" she asks, tugging the shirttails out from the waistband of my pants.

"Yeah," I confirm, reaching for the hem of her t-shirt. "You're still wearing them."

She lifts her arms with a wry look. "That's kind of the point of clothes..."

"Trust me," I counter, pulling the top over her head and tossing it to the side. "You ain't gonna need them. Not for what I've got planned..."

"Oh, yeah?" she purrs, grabbing my belt. "And what's that, cowboy?"

"Knockin' your fuckin' boots off."

She cries out as I dive down to catch her now fully exposed nipple in my mouth, not able to wait a second longer to have her under my tongue.

I'd of course gotten a sense of her thanks to that barely there crop top and skin-tight jeans she'd been wearing. So I knew that she was slim yet toned, tending towards athletic instead of shapely, though still possessing some curvature to her bust and waist.

But clothes — no matter how revealing — were never gonna tell the full story. Which is why I'd been dying to see — and feel — her as nature had intended. Without any superfluities or accruements in the way.

And sweet Jesus, had it been worth the wait!

Because Gale naked — or as good as — exceeded even my wildest dreams. Her hips curved into the palms of my hands, her skin had that same enthralling scent as her hair, and while her breasts were on the smaller side, they perfectly soft and natural, with pert nipples that I already knew I could get addicted to after just one taste.

And the way she was responding to me? Christ, she was gonna drive me straight to the edge just with the sounds she was making as my hands coasted over her body.

"Drake..." she moans, fingers tangling into my hair, pulling me closer as she wraps her legs around my waist.

I hear myself groan in abandon as she arches up towards me, tits thrusting up into my face, begging for more.

I heed her unspoken plea and switch my attentions to her other breast, sucking hard.

She gasps out loud, thrusting herself against me uninhibitedly. And if my giant hard-on hadn't already been ready to gouge a motherfuckin' hole through the front of my pants, it sure as hell was about to now.

Because nothing was hotter than a girl who knew what she wanted and wasn't afraid to ask for it.

And damn right I was gonna give it to her.

My hands drop to the front of her jeans.

"Someone's... impatient," she gasps as I slide my tongue up her neck.

"Girl, you have no idea," I breathe, making quick work of the top button and fly. "You've been driving me to the edge of reason the whole night."

"Really?" she purrs. "I wouldn't have guessed..."

I lift my gaze sardonically as I secure a hold on the waistband of the denim. "Why d'you think I was downing shots like those things had an expiration date?"

"Performance anxiety?" she asks with a sly grin, raising her hips off the counter in anticipation.

"Never," I assure her, wrenching her jeans down.

"Drake!" she cries out in surprise.

I look up from between her legs. "You okay?"

She nods shakily. "Yeah. I... I just didn't expect you to do that..."

I quirk a brow as I manoeuvre the denim off her ankles, careful to avoid the blisters. "Undress you?"

She scoffs breathlessly. "Rip my jeans off me."

I slant her a glance as I trail my hands back up the inside of her thighs. "You and I have very different definitions of 'rip', girl."

"Oh, yeah?" she pants, struggling with the remaining buttons of my shirt as my fingers skirt upwards, brushing over the lace of her thong to round her hips. "What's your definition?"

I hook my fingers into the elastic of her underwear. "The literal one."

I tear the flimsy scrap of lace off her in one forceful motion.

She jolts as she finds herself suddenly exposed before me. "I should've guessed..."

I meet her eye. "Tell me it didn't turn you on..."

She sucks in a shuddering breath as I drop to my knees in front of her. "Guess you're about to find out..."

"Damn fuckin' right," I confirm, wrenching her knees apart.

An impassioned cry is torn from her lips as my mouth collides with the slickness of her arousal. Her earthy sweetness engulfs my senses and I inhale deeply, losing myself in her sultry heat as I rake my tongue hungrily over her already throbbing clit.

Her body tips back in ecstasy, but I throw a hand out over her ass, keeping her lower half pinned in place so I could chart every inch of her.

She moans loudly, spreading her legs wider, pulling at my hair to try and guide me where she needed me most as she arcs up into my face.

My eyes shudder closed. Oh, sweet Jesus...!

If this wasn't the gateway to Heaven, I had no idea what was. Because very few things in life could top the addictive interplay between trust, submission, and eroticism that came from pleasuring someone with your mouth until they fell apart in front of you.

And the feeling of finally being able to experience it with Gale...? Shit, it was better than gettin' higher than a fucking kite.

Opening my eyes, I glance up at her.

She is panting above me, eyes closed, lips parted and head thrown back, raw bliss written all over her face as my mouth and tongue tug her inexorably towards complete implosion, her fingers fisted almost painfully into my hair.

Fuck, she was gorgeous.

And I could see she was close. So I double down on my efforts with a low growl, tracing my tongue around her heated clit in ever-tightening circles as she starts to crest, moaning my name like a benediction.

"Oh, my God! Drake...!"

I feel the vibrations start before the inevitable noise...

...and my heart drops to the floor.

"Fuck..." I groan as the opening rift of Kenny Loggin's Danger Zone shatters the mood of the room.

Of all the million and one moments tonight, this is the one that gets fuckin' interrupted?

The sweet baby Jesus sure had a fucked up sense of humour...

But as much as I wanted to ignore the incoming call, I knew I couldn't.

Because this ringtone meant one thing and one thing only — my night was about to go to complete and utter shit.

I drop my head in defeat. "I'm sorry, baby... I... I gotta take this."

She whines in protest, reaching desperately for me as I pull away, as nettled by the sudden halt to the proceedings as I was... If not more so, considering that I was leaving her in the lurch at the worst possible moment.

Like a fuckin' ass...

But unfortunately for both of us, the situation couldn't be helped. Because there were some things in life that were more important than getting off.

Like the safety of a high-status foreign national...

...who also happened to be my best friend.

Wiping my face with the back of my hand, I reach resignedly for my phone, knowing that I was not gonna like what I was about to hear.

"Wh-who is it...?" stammers Gale hoarsely, face still flushed from the intensity of our disrupted foreplay.

"Bad news..." I mutter, answering the call without looking at the caller ID.

Because I already knew who was calling.

"Oui?" I ask, switching to French on autopilot.

Gale's eyes widen.

But I don't have time to mitigate her surprise, or provide an explanation because Schweitzer is already barking down the phone at me.

"Vous voyez l'appât?" he demands without preamble.

I steel myself. "Non. Je—"

A low growl of frustration. "Putain de merde..."

"Attendez," I interject, forcing myself to stay calm, even though my gut had already twisted itself tighter than barbed wire. "Que s'est-il passé?"

"Nous ne savons pas," he grits. "Une minute, nous avions une ligne de visée sur lui, mais la suivante, il a plus simplament disparu."

I frown. "Comment ça, 'disparu'?"

"Comme une fantôme!" Schweitzer — now bereft of all semblance of calm — shouts down the line.

"Non, non," I interject with a shake of my head, the rapidly building stress causing me to start pacing around the small flat. "C'est impossible. Même si nous ne pouvons pas le voir, nous pouvons toujours—"

"Nous avons perdu son signal!"

His words — and the blood-curdling implications — slam into me with all the force of an armour-piercing round.

"FUCK!"

The story continues in Chapter 8 — Coming Soon!

A/N1: So, in the context of researching certain details for this chapter, I discovered that — in contrast to e.g. the whole of Europe — it is pretty much impossible to call a cab in New York using your phone, because there is no official NYC cab company phone number (or if there is, it's guarded with a CIA-level of secrecy 😅). Instead, if you need a cab, you go out onto the street and hail one (like Harper does). However, by the time I found this out, I'd already written the corresponding scene of Drake calling a cab on his phone both on this chapter (and in Chapter 2), so I decided to leave it in, because it helps with pacing, etc. Consequently, I instead offer my belated apologies to any New Yorkers reading this! 

A/N2:As always, translations for the French:

Drake: Yes?

Schweitzer: Do you have eyes on the asset?

Drake: No, I—

Schweitzer: Fucking hell... (lit. trans. of 'putain de merde' is 'shitty whore' but connotatively it's used the same way as the way I've translated above)

Drake: Wait. What happened?

Schweitzer: We don't know. One minute, we had eyes on him, and the next, he just fucking* disappeared.

Drake: What do you mean, 'disappeared'?

Schweitzer: [I mean] like a fucking* ghost!

Drake: No... That's impossible. Even if we don't have a line of sight on him we can still— (I know I wrote 'no' twice in the French; it's a common form of emphasis)

Schweitzer: We lost his fucking* signal!

* So, as far as I've been able to determine, French doesn't have a term that can be inserted into a sentence to emphasise frustration/disbelief/anger the same way that English speakers use 'fuck' — this is achieved more through tone and volume. So the intent of Schweitzer's expression is as I have translated.

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[jimonies]

if you could pick only three members from bts to spend christmas with, who would you pick and why and how would you spend your time together? (don't ask me why, i love asking these hypothetical questions lol) merry christmas, sweetheart! i hope you are surrounded with lots of love and good food! ilysm 💗

 merry christmas naz! thank you to the moon & back love, may your day be filled with so so so so much love, happiness, & endless blessings  ♥

*rubs hands together* ohohohoho I was so excited when I saw this in my ask box this morning, keep ‘em coming, I seriously love doing these! here we go :

( THIS WAS SO LONG AND SELF INDULGENT I’M SO SHAMELESS I’M SO SORRY IN ADVANCE ) 

okay so OBVIOUSLY this goes without saying but the first person would be my beloved bias park jimin. 

☆〃this might be way too honest, but I actually see a lot of myself in jimin. he’s very compassionate and he’s good at reading people and their feelings. I think it would be easy to be around him & I would feel most myself around him. holidays are hard for me so having that comfort would be such a burden off my shoulder. that being said, as for what to do, I would just want to do something really simple. I’d want to go out & visit cute coffee shops/stores + visit seaside piers + ice skating in plaza with cute fairy lights + visit tree lightings + sit on bench & watch the sunset + deep talks + take LOTS polaroids (definitely one with santa ) + ( find myself some mistletoes )  jimin is boyfriend material asf  I’m sorry for being so basic mwahaha

I didn’t even hesitate to think Jin

☆〃highkey I have no chill so tbh I would just want to banter with him plus everyone who knows me irl knows I’m the queen on puns sooooo-                                baking.baking.baking. I mean I really suck at cooking like you know that one video of them laughing at namjoon not because he burns the food but the pan, yeah that’s me. but nonetheless I would want to bake with jin! from basic gingerbread to cookies, I would probably just want to stay in and watch movies and eat my heart away! 

okay I’m a cheater but I couldn’t choose between hobi & tae so I’ll just quickly do half and half lmaoooooo

☆〃my precious aquarius boy omg how could I not choose him, who wouldn’t thrive off of his personality???!! like I’m introverted as hell but when my aquarius persona comes out social butterfly lessssssss goooooo!!! to be honest I would just want to go do a lot of fun random stuff. he seems like he would be down to go caroling or like just go to a family/friend gathering and we would just dance battle to music or also he would be down to go skiing/snowboarding or ice blocking on a hill or something lmao idk?? like we would both be scared as hell screaming at the top of our lungs but I could see myself making some really good memories with him! as for tae, I would literally spend the whole day taking pictures. like, I LOVE PHOTOGRAPHY, so I could see us going on a instagram spree in a very aesthetic christmassy place! shutter speed shots in the snow, basic big tree pictures, & if we’re feeling adventurous go to the mountains for those forest shots

I’m so sorry because this is probably not what you had in mind….but I got a little carried away….ANYWAYS!! I’m curious as to what your answers would be so I’ll anxiously awaiting your adorable answers!!! ♥♥♥♥ love you sm soul sister!!

[evenstevensranked]

#17: Season 3, Episode 18 - “Stevens’ Manor”

With the house to himself for the weekend, Louis decides to open up a bed and breakfast to afford a snowboarding trip for the gang! What could possibly go wrong?!

I’ve been meaning to tell you guys to ignore any typos in my reviews within the first day or so of them being posted. It takes a few read-throughs for me to catch any/all errors. 

That being said...

This episode opens with the subplot. Although, this is yet another one where the subplot and main plot work together super well. I’ve noticed that this is becoming a theme with these higher-ranked episodes. Huummm. 

It starts off with Ren spying on Ruby breaking up with some random guy Dexter. Her oh so serious, love of her life boyfriend of 4 days. Sounds about right. This show seriously nails how ridiculous middle school ~relationships~ truly are. Ruby is devastated, so Ren presents the idea of turning their upcoming weekend sleepover into girls night complete with nail polish, magazines and ice cream! Yeeee!

Ruby clearly shocked and offended by Dexter’s decision to end it. We don’t actually hear the conversation, so this exaggerated expression really gets the point across.

It cuts to Louis, Twitty, Tawny, and Tom (who I will refer to as “the gang” from this moment forward) discussing how badly they want to go snowboarding at some lodge. Tawny estimates that it’d cost around $200 per-person, and I mean, what 13-year-olds have that sort of money laying around? I’m a grown adult and I can’t even afford Starbucks on some days. So, yeah. To any sane person, the idea would be totally off the table and seem completely farfetched... But not to Louis Stevens!! He’s all “Oh, it’s no problem” as he runs to answer a call on the school’s payphone, which is the millionth thing that closet space next to the stairs has been used for. The call is from someone looking to book a reservation at Stevens’ Manor. I really hope that payphone has a different number than the school and that Louis didn’t give out Lawrence Jr. High’s number as the contact info for “Stevens’ Manor.” I can’t. 

He explains to the gang that Steve and Eileen are going away for their anniversary, Donnie has an away game, and Ren is sleeping at Ruby’s... which means he’s got la casa all to himself. Twitty asks how he’s gonna get his parents to actually let him stay home alone though... and like??? I know that Louis can get a little crazy, but does he really need a freaking babysitter or something? Actually, wait. What am I talking about?! He immediately seized the “home alone” opportunity to turn the house into a bed and breakfast. Here we go again with the give Louis Stevens an inch and he will take 100,000 miles trope, lol. His plan is to fake cry to Eileen about wanting to come with her and Steve and not wanting to stay alone, before deciding to be ~strong~ and stick it out. Steve even calls Louis a “soldier” for it, haha. Okay. Whatever works I guess! I’d like to point out this kinda ugly transition they do of Louis smirking about his plan, to the moment where he’s actually executing it. It’s so weird looking omg. 

That morph tho. I guess the editing job isn’t too bad for 2002... but dang, it’s just slightly unsettling to me lol. 

I like how this episode basically jumps right into the plot asap! We’re only two minutes in at this point and the BnB transformation is already underway! Eileen and Steve ultimately leave and trust Louis to man the fort of course, and the birth of Stevens’ Manor happens the second they’re out the door -- courtesy of a short montage. Louis must’ve been preparing for this bed and breakfast idea for a long while, just waiting around for the opportunity -- because he has shirts embroidered with a fancy “SM” ready to go for him and his friends to wear! He’s even set up the technology to accept credit cards. Louis Stevens does not play! 

The first guests arrive and I’m assuming it’s supposed to be a joke when Louis greets them “Welcome to Stevens’ Manor! You must be the Mannings!” lol. The Mannings are an older couple made up of a “fellow Lou” Louis and his wife Edna. This information is vital for later on. When they’re shown to their room, (which is Louis’ bedroom transformed into the “Lincoln Bedroom” lol) Edna says “This is even cozier than the pictures we saw on the internet!” WOW!!! Louis really did have this planned! He probably whipped out a www.stevensmanor.com domain for this. How did he rearrange and clean his room with enough time to take the photos, post them, and get hits on the website (in 2002, mind you) without his parents noticing though? That stuff took tiiiime back then. Not to mention cleaning that filthy room of his would require the help of a garbage company! Oh, well. That’s an irrelevant detail. I told you he’d been preparing for this moment! 

Where did he get that bust of Lincoln (see 2 photos up) and that painting too? I searched out of curiosity and found this near-exact bust which costs $850!!!!! That thing better be some cheap plastic knock off because something tells me Louis somehow spent more money on making the place look legit than he’ll ever make back from it lol. 

The next guest is a woman named Mrs. Colepepper. What is up with these writers and throwing the word “pepper” into last names? We already have Ryan Zellpepper and now we’ve got this lady lol. I also just realized that both of these characters are black... not that that means anything at all. It’s just randomly sort of interesting imo. 

The last main guests are a pair of twin teenage boys and their parents. Now, Even Stevens is good at not double casting people (a.k.a being weird and having the same actors play two or more different characters throughout the series and hope the audience doesn’t notice) -- But they messed up here and I gotta call it out!! They’re acting like this is the first time we’ve seen these twins, but they actually already made an appearance as LJH students back in Season 2! Their first appearance is literally sooo brief that only a weird superfan like me would notice, but yeah. 

The twins in this episode.

The twins in Season 2! We haven’t covered this episode yet so I feel really weird including a screenshot but.. lol. 

There’s this short scene where Louis introduces Tawny as the Manor’s “human jukebox” because apparently she’s a piano wiz and knows “all kinds of songs” (Also, where’d Louis get the grand piano?! haha) One of the twins sarcastically asks “Does she know ‘I hate it here, we should’ve gone to Hawaii’?” And Tawny adlibs a song “I hate it here, we should’ve gone to Hawaii, where they say Aloha and roast little piggies!” This one line always gets stuck in my head. Always. I’m tempted to continue writing additional lyrics just to give myself more to sing.

There’s also a fantastic bit here of Tom arguing with Mrs. Colepepper about the pulp in her orange juice. I can’t even explain it, all you have to know is that it’s amazing. Also, Louis tells the twins to check out the “Rec Room” and hands them two ping-pong paddles. They’re like “All you have is a ping-pong table?” and Louis says “Yeah... Well... I never said anything about a table. So.” IT ALWAYS GETS ME! It’s such a small line, but I love it. ALSO Beans is the BnB’s “licensed masseuse.” Right.  

At Ren and Ruby’s sleepover, Ruby gets a make up call from Dex and they talk on the phone all giggly for an hour and a half. Ren is fed up and decides to head home. Safe to say Ren was in for a surprise when Mrs. Colepepper was asleep in her bed... 

Louis tries to explain the situation to her and of course, Ren is vehemently against it until she sets her eyes on the ~gorgeous~ twins. As they’ve already stated -- The twins hate it there, so she catches them juuust as they’re about to check out. Ren literally referred to these guys by name in S2. They were some weird names like “Mosh and Stosh”?! lol, Smosh. But now she’s acting like it’s the first time she’s ever seen them in her life and it always bothered meeeeee. 

Something that kills me about this bit is when their father says “The boys just aren’t happy here. I kinda have to agree with them. Your kiddie pool hardly qualifies as an ‘aquatic center’ so...” -- LOUIS REALLY PUT “AQUATIC CENTER” as a selling point knowing that all he had was a kiddie pool.

Imagine showing up to a BnB where this is the advertised “aquatic center.” I am dying of laughter. First the nonexistent Rec Room, now this. I can just hear Gordon Ramsay ripping this place apart on an episode of Hotel Hell.

Ren immediately tries to persuade the twins to stay for obvious reasons by bribing them with lame board games, but they apparently reciprocate her attraction and decide to stay. The fictional board game they pick to play is The Organ Donor Game (sounds like a fun time???) and it’s so suggestive. Ren says “Ooo! You landed on my kidney. That’s gonna cost ya! No cheating and... Hands off my pancreas” in the most sultry voice ever. Like... WHAT?! The doorbell rings while they’re playing and it’s Ruby coming over to apologize, but she too decides to stay at the Stevens’ once she sees the twins. Wow. I love how a fan is always conveniently there to blow Ruby’s hair dramatically whenever she sees a guy she likes.  

It happened the moment she developed a crush on Louis, too. And, uh... Didn’t Ruby JUST GET BACK TOGETHER with Dexter like, an hour ago?  

Meanwhile, Beans is giving Louis Manning a massage by walking on his back in hiking boots??? Beans just further solidifying his place as “The Worst” in my heart. Old Louis (which is what I’ll call him now I guess) gets his back thrown out thanks to their wonderful, 8-year-old, obviously not licensed masseuse. This place is a lawsuit waiting to happen. 

Eileen decides to call home and check in with Louis, which creates one of my favorite situations everrrrrrr in the series. Y’all know I love when shows highlight the comedic side of miscommunication, and this is probably Even Stevens’ best stab at it. Edna is the one who answers Eileen’s call and all hell breaks loose when Eileen asks for Louis. “Louis hurt his back, he’s in a great deal of pain right now.” Edna explains. And Eileen says “You tell him I’ll be there in two hours and that I love him very much!!” Of course, Edna thinks Old Louis is cheating on her with some woman named Eileen and it’s great. 

Louis (Stevens lol) overhears the conversation and starts freaking out because how the hell are they gonna get all of the guests out of the house and revert it back to the way it was when it’s only midnight? That’s when Ren gets the brilliant idea (no seriously, it’s brilliant) to set all of the clocks forward to 7am checkout time! Oh my freaking god. Most of the guests have only been asleep for an hour or so, and suddenly they’re being told breakfast is ready. It’s absolutely hilarious! “Skies will be mostly... dark” Ren informs them of the days’ weather, omg. 

There’s no way they have enough time to serve everyone a full breakfast, so they shove all the food into a blender and give it to the guests as the “Deluxe Breakfast Combo To-Go!” Seriously, Gordon Ramsay would have a field day with this.

They pretty much scream at the guests to “move it!” and get outta the house at midnight while they’re all still in their pajama’s and disoriented. Even if it was 7am, this is some terrible service. At this point, I’d give Stevens’ Manor a generous zero stars on Yelp.  

Amazingly, they get everyone out with enough time to hustle and clean up the house before Steve and Eileen get back! *Whew!* Louis and Ren scramble to explain the whole Enda lady who answered the phone situation and claim that she’s the school nurse. Steve is so confused, “The school nurse made a house call in the middle of the night?!” Honestly, though. Suddenly Edna walks back in the front door “Excuse me, I forgot my umbrella.” Haha. That’s when she and Eileen have their final brush with miscommunication. Eileen is all “Thank you for taking care of Louis!” and Edna says “Well, let me tell you something, Eileen. I have dedicated my entire life to taking care of Louis, so let me give you a little warning... STAY AWAY FROM HIM!” 

Steve: “These school nurses are so protective...” 

Steve and Eileen decide to head upstairs and go to bed immediately, to Louis and Ren’s relief -- which actually made me realize something... Where do Steve and Eileen sleep?! From what we’ve seen of the upstairs it seems to only have a bathroom and Louis, Ren, and Donnie’s rooms! I’ve never seen space or a door for a third bedroom up there! Omg. Maybe they have a secret bedroom in a hidden attic or something? Hey! They had a giant secret cave underneath their house. It’s possible. 

The final minute bit of this episode is great. Steve and Eileen are watching some local news program and Mrs. Colepepper happens to be the host. She shares her experience at Stevens’ Manor and how she’ll never forget it in a strangely positive review segment. The best line is when she says “I don’t normally sleep through the night, but when my head hit the pillow -- the next thing I knew, it was morning!” HAHAHAHA. She makes a point to mention the “hip, young staff” and shows a picture of the gang (see cover photo.) And yeah. Steve blows a gasket. 

THE END!

This is a great episode. I mean, really. It’s super memorable, funny, and it’s an awesome episode for the cast as an ensemble. I cracked up countless times writing this review! It definitely gets a lot of “iconic” points for sure. I just personally prefer episodes that have more of a story to them and focus on the characters. As great as this episode is, it’s definitely one of those wacky plots that could only make sense in crazy Season 3. But I gotta give it to them... This is such a wild and elaborate plot, but they somehow make you believe that Louis could’ve actually pulled this off irl. I’m sure there were some impressionable kids out there who entertained the idea of doing something similar themselves, lol. I want y’all to know that #17 isn’t a “bad” spot by any means. I feel like I say this a lot, but at this point in the countdown, everything seriously is pretty much top notch. I’m simply arranging the best of the best in an order I hope is both personal and objective. It’s a difficult line to straddle, believe me.

To top off the review, I’ve added not one -- but two Stevens’ Manor designs to the Redbubble shop!! AYYYYYYYYY! I got carried away. I’m actually really excited about these, haha! Ya can now get the main “Stevens’ Manor” design and the employee logo design printed on whatevaaa you want. Doing these reproductions of things that exist within the shows’ universe is so fun. I’m really trying my best to get as close to the way they appear on screen as I possibly can (with my limited photoshop skillz)

They’re available in the shop now! Yay!

Thanks for reading!!

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[lil-nct-scenarios-11]

Snowball Fights and Mistletoe ~A Wintry Ribbon- pt.3

Group: Highlight- all members + Hyunseung 

Theme: Christmas Special- You, Highlight, and Hyunseung rent a cabin in the woods to experience a white Christmas and to do fun, wintry activities.

Type: Series- fluff

Plot: Your day starts off with a friendly snowball fight which later leads to finding a great place to snowboard. After doing all your outdoor activities for the day, you kick off the young night with a rap/dance/singing battle where things get chaotic but food reunites you guys at the end.

Parts: 1, 2

“Snowball fight!” You shout excitedly as you throw a snowball toward Junhyung, which he dodges so it hit Dongwoon instead.

Dongwoon spins around with a snowball in hand and throws it at you in return. You start to giggle and run away to avoid getting hit. Apparently he had prepared more than one snowball, so he kept trying to throw them at you and eventually he hit you.

Pretty soon the area around you becomes a dodgeball zone since the guys are trying throw snowballs while trying to not get hit themselves. Somehow everyone got divided into two teams without speaking. Sure you were all yelling in shock but no one said anything about splitting into teams. But this is how the teams were set up: Team one- Doojoon, Hyunseung, Gikwang, and you. Team two- Junhyung, Yoseob, and Dongwoon.

You all had a fixated opponent at first but once you got into your ‘teams’, you all just aimed to get anyone. Anytime anyone would get hit, they’d become so dramatic as they pretended to ‘die’. Who knew everyone had the dramatic factor in them and that they could be so ruthless? You and Hyunseung were still yet to get hit so things were getting more intense but you two were deemed as the best players so you two knew how to watch your backs and defend yourselves well.

You went to hide behind a tree and try to hit Junhyung again, this time to make up for the time that you missed earlier. So you carefully make your way toward the tree and you scoop a small pile of snow into your mittens and compress it into a snowball meant for your opponent. As you press your body into the tree lightly, you take your aim and throw the snowball with force. When you spin around to take cover, you feel something icy hit you square on your nose. Your hands instantly go to your nose as your eyes go wide in shook.

“Y/N, are you okay? I didn’t mean for it hit your nose,” Dongwoon says hurriedly with concern as he rushes over to you. He holds your shoulders as he asks again, “Are you ok? Did I break your nose? Move your hand, let me see.” He moves your hand lightly to discover a crimson stream pouring down your nose. He gasps, “Omg, Y/N. I’m so sorry, I didn't mean it. Let’s go back inside and I’ll see what we can do to ease it. Here put some ice- I mean snow on it first.”

You wanted to argue but you didn’t want blood to fall into your mouth even though it made it’s way to the edges of your cracked lips. You cover your nose as Dongwoon puts his arms around your shoulders and leads you to the cabin.

“Dongwoon, where are you two going?” Yosoeb asks as he gets hit by Hyunseung.

“We’re going back inside since Y/N’s nose is bleeding after I accidently hit her with a snowball.” Dongewoon shouts back to Yoseob.

“Okay, take care. There’s a first aid kit in the kitchen, see if you can use anything from there.” Hyunseung offers.

You flash a thumbs up with a free hand as Dongwoon opens the back door of the cabin that leads to the kitchen. He helps you into a chair then he starts to look around for the first aid kit. He finds it under one of the cabinets and pops it open and pulls out a bunch of medical bandage. You go outside to toss the bloody snow you were holding then head back inside and cover your nose with napkins that were laying on the table.

“Let’s go to the bathroom, I think it will be easier to bandage your nose and clean up the mess.” Dongwoon says.

So you two head into the downstairs bathroom that was right across the kitchen. He lifts and puts you on top of the counter and sets the kit inside the sink. You two remove your mittens, hats, and the thick, water-proof jackets and toss them off to the side. He puts the bandage carefully on your nose and wraps it around your head to keep it in place. Then he carefully helps to wipe off the excess, dried blood off your face.

He clasps his hands and says, “I think we’re done here. Does it feel alright Y/N?”

“Yea, it feels pretty secure. Thanks for helping me,” you say.

“Oh yea, you’re welcome but it was because of me that you got like that in the first place so that was the least I could do. And I’m sorry about hitting your nose,” he says quietly as he looks down at his fingers.

You lean forward to engulf him into your embrace and nestle your head into his chest, “Woonie, it’s not your fault. It was just an accident, it’s ok.” you say with a smile.

He returns the hug and he says, “I’ll grab some painkillers for you so why don't you go sit on the couch and I’ll join you there.” He looks down at you with a smile as he holds you.

“Okie,” you say cutely as he pecks your forehead.

So you make your way to the living room and you start a fire in the fireplace, that will provide some warmth as you two sit down later. A few moments later Dongwoon enters with two cups of hot cocoa, a small glass of water, and a bottle of painkillers on a tray. He sets the tray down on the coffee table and give you the glass of water and your pills. You take your pills and you set the empty glass down along with the bottle and pick up the cups. You give Dongwoon his cup after he sets a blanket across you two.

“Thanks for the hot cocoa and getting my stuff,” you thank as you take a sip.

“You’re welcome. You feel better?” he asks.

“Mhhmh”, you nod, “Much better.”

“That’s good,” Dongwoon says simply.

You two carry out a simple conversation about random things as you two finish your cups of hot cocoa. When you two were done, you offered to take the empty cups away so you leave the warm cocoon you shared with Dongwoon to put them away. After you put the cups into the kitchen sink, you looked out the window to find the other guys still having fun in the snow. When you turn around, you see Dongwoon standing against the door frame that leads into the kitchen, with a rather large smirk on his face.

“What are you doing up?” you ask.

He just shrugs and then you notice the mistletoe that he was standing under then you understood his smirk. You go up to him, pull him by his sweater collar, and kiss him tenderly. He smiles into the kiss as he quickly pulls you closer to him by tugging the loops on your jeans. You smile as well you move your hands from on his cozy sweater up to his neck. Your kiss becomes less tender and more passionate as you two pour your love into the kiss more. As he pushes you lightly against the wall, his kisses trail down towards your neck and your hands wander further up until they find comfort in his hair. When he found the sweet spot on your neck, you couldn’t help but to accidently moan. He looked up at you with his eyes opened wide in shock but his shock quickly turned into a smirk. Right as he placed his wet lips on your neck again, you heard the door open along with a lot of excited chatter.

“...do that again. Whoa! What’s going on here?” Doojoon asks with a chuckle but sounding a bit startled.

You two get your hands off each other and step away from each other, pretending to not have made contact. And you heard Dongwoon mutter under his breath, “mistletoe”. Junhyung enters last and starts to chuckle to himself as he takes off his hoodie and lightly runs his fingers through his hair that was matted down from his sweat.

You noticed that Gikwang was holding something in his sweater so to break the tension, you ask, “What are you holding Gikwang?”

“We, well Doojoon actually, found a little puppy that looked injured so we decided to bring it in since we couldn’t find a collar on or around our new friend.” Gikwang explained with a huge grin on face.

Yoseob in contrast was pouting so naturally you asked him, “Yoseob, why are you pouting? Aren’t you happy that you guys found a puppy?”

“He’s just a bit upset that he hasn’t held the puppy yet,” Hyunseung explains as he takes off his excess, outside layers.

“Sure, that’s what he wants us to think but we know he’s just jealous that Gikwang is paying more attention to the pup instead of him,” Junhyung says nonchalantly.

“Haha aww, you know Gikwang loves you right? I mean we all do but I see where you’re comin’ from ‘cuz ‘Wangie seems to be a lil extra cuddly today, right Dongwoon?” Junhyung asks, eyeing you two. “You still haven’t answered hyung’s question, what's goin’ on here?” 

“Nothing!” 

“-fixing her bandage!” 

“Ahem,” you start after you two blurted your responses at the same time. “He was just fixing my bandage but it was nothin’ much, yeah.” 

“Under the mistletoe?” Hyunseung presses.

“Didn’t you say the dog was hurt? Let's focus on that,” Dongwoon answers abruptly.

“Yeah, you should let him take care of it since he did a good job with my nose,” you add in with a convincing smile. 

Everyone grumbles in agreement and moves around to gather supplies for the injured pup but Junhyung comes behind you two and mumbles, “Nice job covering up but don’t think I’ll let you two forget about this.” 

Dongwoon gulps nervously but moves towards the dog and works with the others to nurse it back to full health. While everyone was helping the dog, you all came up with a name for her which was: Mocha due to her deep brown fur. During lunch Gikwang came up with the idea of going snowboarding to which Hyunseung immediately said ‘I knew those brochures would come in handy’ and ditched the rest of lunch trying to find a place to snowboard. You opted out because you were feeling really lightheaded and of course Dongwoon also chose to stay behind to help take care of you and since Doojoon didn’t like the idea of you two staying alone so you two were in charge of babysitting Mocha. 

“You two better not let anything happen to my baby you understand? If anything happens to my babygirl then I’ll make ‘special arrangements’ for the two of you and it ain’t gunna be pretty,” Doojoon warns. 

“We got it hyung. I’ll send you pics of her just to keep you sane while you’re away ok? I promise we won’t let anything happen to her,“ Dongwoon promises sincerely but Doojoon still has a disapproving look. 

“Hyung trust them, everything’s gunna be ok. Look Hyunseung is back, I think he’s found a place, let’s listen up,” Junhyung gestures. 

“Well I got some good news for you Giwangie, I found a place and it’s perfect and that’s it, go get ready it’s a little ways from here so hurry up,” Hyunseung exclaims, getting everybody scrambling onto their feet rushing to get ready.

You and Hyunseung stay in place and just glare at each other.

“Well?” he asks.

“Go ahead and say it,” you say with a disgruntled look as you cross your arms across your chest.

“I TOLD YOU SO Y/N BUT YOU NEVER WANNA LISTEN TO ME BUT NOW YOU GOTTA HEAR ME SAYING I TOLD YOU SOOOOO!”

“Ugh, I don’t see what Junhyung sees in you. He’s like a schoolgirl who’s been bitten by some kinda love bug and now he’s like paralyzed by you,” you mutter under your breath.

“Why are you saying it like it’s a bad thing? Actually the idea of him being-”

“STOP RIGHT THERE, I DON’T WANNA HEAR ANYMORE! LALALA-” you shout as you plug your ears and walk away frantically.

______

“Make sure not even a single hair on my baby is ruffled the wrong way or else,” Dongwoon threatens from the van, giving an intense look that gives you both chills.

“Gosh has he always been that intimating?” you ask Dongwoon through your smile as you wave bye to the gang as they all drive away.

“When has not been intimating is the real question. He’s my hyung, he always freaks me out, even when he’s not trying. You don’t even wanna know the things I know and seen from that man,” he shudders as you two head back into the cabin.

You laugh as you go to check up on Mocha only to find her missing. “Uhhh Wonnie?”

“Yeah?”

“Where did Doojoon leave Mocha?”

“Right where you are, don’t you see her?”

“No, why do you think I’m asking?”

“You don’t mean-”

“She’s missing..already.”

“Oh shit-”

______

You and Dongwoon grin widely when you hear the front door open and it just took Doojoon one look to realize something was up.

“You guys lost her didn’t you?”

“Whaaat? Of course not! Look, she’s sleeping peacefully in the corner right there, just as you left her,” Dongwoon points out.

“You’re just lucky nothing happened, if not I’d have to make those ‘arrangements’ as I mentioned earlier,” Doojoon leans in before running off towards Mocha.

“Haha got it, we’ll make dinner for everyone tonight,” you announce loudly.

“We are?” Dongwoon asks through gritted teeth.

“Yea,” you reply.

“Why you guys smiling so much, it’s unnerving. Stop that,” Gikwang says, looking thoroughly creeped out.

“Hey why don’t we have a mini dance/rap/singing battle while those two cook?” Junhyung suggest.

“That’s a great idea! It’s obvious I’ll win so you all shouldn’t even bother,” Yoseob brags.

“Um. Excuse you, I think you’re forgetting who’s better than you in like everything,” Doojoon steps up.

“Hey that’s not true! My Yoseobie is really, really good in a lot of things,” Gikwang defends.

“Yea!” Yoseob says defensively.

“Well that’s why we’re having this battle so I can put everyone in their place once and for all when I beat you all,” Junhyung boasts.

“Whoa! You pathetic things you’re better than me? Oh it’s on,” Hyunseung says cracking his knuckles.

____

“HA! What’d I’d tell you? Anything you guys do, I can do better,” Hyunseung huffs after beating everyone in an extremely intense battle of a dance/rap/sing off.

“OKKK before you all kill yourselves, food’s done so let’s go eat,” you rush in with your hands up making sure no one went after anyone else. 

Gif credit: http://fuckyeahbeastgifs.tumblr.com/post/125430335204/ot6-idiots 

Part 4 

[foggyinjapan-blog]

11th Nov. Kobe

I’m up at 7am; in the morning!! I have been getting back into yoga in the last few days and I can seriously feel that it's made me more energised! I didn't have the opportunity to do it a lot in Falls Creek because the living situation was fucked so it's nice to be able to do it In my own space and my own pace with no distractions. I’m going to go to Kobe today to eat some of the famous Kobe Beef in it’s home town. I’ve heard there’s some cable cars and an animal kingdom too.

I'm in Kobe by 9!! Absolutely killed it! And I didn't even accidentally get on the wrong train! Winning. I really want to see a waterfall considering that yesterday's efforts did not really go to plan. I get off at Sannomiya train station and walk up to the Shinkansen train station where the waterfall is too close. The lead up to it is very urban and kind of gross. It looks like a drain or something. There is a pretty cool wall though that is covered in moss. Everyone has carved their initials in it and it looks like a piece of art! Cool. The waterfall was ok but a bit disappointing. You couldn't get very close and there was someone's house right next door so it didn't really feel like a proper waterfall that you have to hike out to. I miss Australian waterfalls! I can’t wait to explore the ones on the Goldie!!

There's a few cable cars in Kobe and there's one right near me so I think I'm going to check it out! There's a herb garden or something up the top. Sweet. I jump in the cable car and it's basically a gondola but not in the snow! I'm getting so bloody keen for the snow now! Get me on my snowboard!!! At the top there's a little German town. There's German sausages, flags and music blaring over the speakers. I decide to grab a glass of red and enjoy the view. I have my music playing in my ears as well so I am completely zenned out. Now I don't know why, but the Japanese like to chill their red wine... It tastes so wrong! I look around and I’m literally the only one drinking red. Maybe it's just here for the overseas travelers!? I wonder down the steepest bloody garden in the world. It’s beautiful but fuck it’s that steep I can't control my speed and I'm pretty sure my knee is about to dislocate. Ahhh help!!! It's nice that it's in the mountains and all but jeez this is really hurting! I make it half way down the garden to the glass house. There’s a cafe here, indoor gardens, a foot bath where you can watch the view and it looks like a mini workshop too. Apparently this is one of the most romantic spots in Kobe. So as I walk in ALONE and Jane Fonda comes on on my Spotify! Hahahhahahahaha this is perfect!! Romantic place, alone, filthy brilliant song. This is my date. I carry on along the path to the cable car and enjoy the beauty of the views of the gardens and the city.

I think it's time for some sake!! It only takes 10 minutes by train to the sake brewing district of Nada. Nada clue where I'm going at first, but I find my way in the end hahaha! On my way and I see a couple dressed similar to each other, they have the same shoes - blue converse all stars, same characters on their backpacks only different styles, same denim jacket haha! I love how the Japanese do this. I wonder if it's the girl or boy that decides to wear the same or if it's mutual!? Hmmm! I reach one of the sake breweries and try some sakeeee! "I got a pocket got a pocket for of sake!" I actually don't mind them all! (sweet, dry, strong and the champagne) The last one he gives me is a sake champagne which is absolutely delightful! I end up buying this because i know I will drink this before I leave Kyoto and I don't think I can finish a whole bottle of sake before then haha! There's a bit of history on sake brewing as well which was pretty interesting. They stored the sake in huuuuge barrels for a period of time and then distributed it after that time. While the barrels were drying out, they put them in kids playgrounds for them to play in! Crazy! On the way back to the train station I drop into a Japanese pickle joint. Everyone is staring at me like I don't belong eep... well they're right! I have no idea what's going on in this store and everything does not look appetizing at all. Back. Out. Slowly.

So one of the reasons I came to Kobe is to eat Kobe beef in its home town! Quick Google and I think Steak Land is my best bet. When I arrive there are bollards set up for people to line up and there's a huge line happening. This means it's good! After a 30 minute wait I am seated at the bar. In front of me is the chef and a hotplate. OMG I'VE NEVER EXPERIENCED THIS BEFORE I AM SO EXCITED! The side dishes come out first and beer! Then I watch the chef as he prepares and cooks my food right in front of me! So cool! The food was so satisfying as well! The meat was that tender and it was accompanied but some seriously great tasting side dishes and sauces! I am a happy camper and I highly recommend this place! And my chopstick skills are getting so good hehe.

I've probably got another couple of hours until I should head home. I decide to head out to the Port to the Animal Kingdom! It's like a zoo with smaller animals and you can play with some of them. Cool! Majority of the enclosures are really well thought out, the seal looked kinda sad though :(. I read the sign and it said that this particular species can dive up to 100 metres... All I could think was, not this baby. So sad. There are some enclosures where the animals have the choice as to whether they want to interact with people or just chill in the bleachers in their cages or pens. At least there is some sort of freedom for these guys. There are some enclosures that are kind of like a petting zoo, and some where the animals run wild! Outside there's a kangaroo enclosure. Cute! All the Japanese kids are going crazy and hopping everywhere!! There’s also an area where there's a few dogs! I head over to them because I'm missing my pup. This guy loves me! I start scratching him and he immediately moves closer to me hehe. He's name was Ben. The lady who's keeping an eye on him is a kiwi! Sweet! We get chatting about all sorts of shit. It's good to have a conversation with someone and not have to think if the other person will understand what I am saying or not. Inside there's a bird cove with the pinkest flamingos ever, a huge scary looking bird, ducks, other birds, lemurs and deer like creatures. They are all just loving it! This place is a kids paradise! It’s pretty cool. Most of the animals look pretty happy to be where they were, there were a few that looked a bit sad which then made me sad for them. Time to go home. Music on and let's do this. It's going to take forever!!!

(legit took 2.5 hours ahhhhh)

[a-slightcatchoflightning]

Heyy 2, 3, 4, 6, 9, 10, 12, 13, 14, 17, 24, 25, 26, 30, 46, 54, 63, 64, 67, 89, 136, 137, 143, 148, 150

Hey, thank you so much omg :)

Q2) Whatis your favorite piece of clothing you own / owned?

I love my blue saltrock hoodie, but also my docs, so it’s joint first place between those two

Q3) What hobby would you pick up if time & money weren’t an issue?

I already love free-climbing, but it’s pretty expensive, so I’ve only ever been able to go with my rangers group, so yeah, probably that or snowboarding. I really like interesting sports like that (a.k.a: sports you don’t do in P.E lessons)

Q4) What doesyour perfect room look like? 

Very comfy, like beanbags/soft blankets sort of thing, with books and I think it’d be a softish colour and warm. Laurie and Dean would be there! and idk it’d just be a calm room I guess. I think there’s have to be a houseplant :3

Q6) Whatfictional place would you like to visit? 

The Tardis!!!!

Q9) Ifyou could turn any activity into an Olympic sport, what would you have a goodchance of winning a medal for? 

Fidgeting

Q10) Whatis the most annoying habit that you or other people have? 

I fidget all the time, like with objects or my hands or whatever, I can’t stop moving. Also, I’ve been told that sometimes I stare at something and go off into my head for long periods of time and that freaks people out (while I’m aware I daydream a lot, I didn’t realise other people picked up on it XD)

Q12) Whatskill would you like to master? 

I really want to learn to play the ukelele

Q13) Whatwould be the most amazing adventure to go on? 

I’m not sure, adventures scare me and I’m a very introverted person… An adventure with Laurie and Dean to a house somewhere to chill? Idk I kinda wanna go to Brooklyn, but I like planning so… Lmao I have literally no clue XD

Q14) Ifyou had unlimited funds to build a house to live on for the rest of your life,what would the finished house look like? 

This is tricky, I’m honestly not sure tbh. I think as a stab in the dark, probably two or three storey and quite like ahhh idk how to explain, tumblry? Wow that sounds sad; I like the idea of quite a cosy apartment-type house and there’d definitely be a library in there somewhere.

Q17) Whatsongs do you have completely memorized? 

Green Light - Lorde

Any Dream Will Do - Joseph

Something Just Like This - Coldplay/The Chainsmokers

Fix You - Coldplay

It Ain’t Me - Kygo/Selena Gomez

Flares - The Script

Dude, literally so many, I’m gonna move onto the next one sorry

Q24) What doyou wish you knew more about? 

Maths… specifically the content for my GCSE bc I’m running out of time…

Q25) Whatwould be your first question after waking up from being frozen for 100 years? 

What the fuck is going on, is Laurie still alive oh fuck

Q26) What are some small things that make your day better?

Coffee, having time to write, the existence of hoodies, my room smelling like air, watering my plant (I AM EASY TO PLEASE)

Q30)WhatTV channel doesn’t exist but really should? 

A channel specifically showing hospital dramas 24/7, and re-runs of casualty/holby city episodes plz

Q46) What’sthe most heartwarming thing you’ve ever seen? 

Laurie’s smile

Q54) Whatis something a ton of people are obsessed with, but you just don’t get? 

Crisps. They are actually disgusting.

Q63) Whatquirks do you have? 

Pens in my hair/mouth pretty much all the time, I like to think I smile a lot? I don’t walk when I’m at home I just kinda run and jump and skip etc, I can go to bed at 3am and be up at 6am writing again… I think those are quirks?

Q64) Whatwould you rate 10/10? 

Laurie and Dean’s company

Holby City

Casualty

Q67) What kindof art do you enjoy most? 

Painting!

Q89) Whatquestion would you most like to know the answer to? 

How can we kill Donald Trump without being tracked down or punished?

Q136) Whathave you created that you’re most proud of? 

Probably some of my fanfic? Though each one only really gets one or two reads (v. grateful for those btw!!)

Q137) Whatdo you doubt? 

So many things omg, um one is definitely if people will come back when they leave, though rationally I know (touchwood) they will, it’s legit always been like this it’s a pain, like my dad going, will I ever see him again? It just goes round and round, I’m legit so bad at being alone

Q143)Whoor what do you take for granted? 

Uhhhhh humanity? Like it feels pretty certain that that aspect is ok to take for granted? Idk

Q148) Whatmakes a good life?

Christ idk. Happiness maybe? Like having people you love, however many you have, if they’re there I think that benefits it. Having hobbies, being healthy? Being taken care of properly, not being mistreated wherever you are… Yikes idk honestly sorry… human rights being intact?

Q150) What is the most memorable gift you’ve received?

A necklace Laurie gave me the first time we met. I wear it every day.

Thank you so much for the questions omg xx