#also one day I will stop avoiding messages by writing 10 pages of kisses but

[jockvillagersonly]

Seduction for Dummies (MRIAD Polycule)

Hello friends, I have written soft polycule getting together. Mostly just for me, kind of a little bit for @lesbianspacedad and @hils79 (thanks friends).

Do you like romance? Lu Yao getting kisses? Bai Youning plotting evil (kisses. she's plotting kisses.)? Inexplicable Chusheng POV for 3 paragraphs? Polycules?

Then do I have the fic for you!!

[shutupanddance]

Master Post

If you’re looking for my Master List, check out this link:

https://shutupanddance.tumblr.com/masterlist

Okay cool cats and kittens, I’m creating this master post to help you navigate my page and stay updated :) It will be pinned to my blog, and it will have my fandom list, my prompt list, my to-do list, any current events, and a few frequently asked questions. So, looking for information about requesting? Suggestions for requests? Or wondering what I’m currently working on? Don’t know if I’ve received your request? This is the place to look! Just keep on reading <3

Current Events 

None!

Fandoms

Here are the fandoms I write for!!

+ Marvel (MCU)

+ DC (DCU)

+ Sherlock

+ Star Wars (trilogies, Clone Wars, Rebels, Mandalorian)

+ Star Trek (reboots, original series)*

+ Pacific Rim

+ Knives Out

+ Night at the Museum

+ LOTR / The Hobbit

+ Jurassic Park/World

+ The West Wing*

+ NCIS*

*fandoms that you will see the most of on my blog.

Prompt List

(Does not include prompts from any current events) Here are some prompts that you can use for your request, or for your own writing! As a reminder, not all of these prompts are properly credited. Please let me know if you have the original creator’s @!

#1: “I���d agree with you, but then we’d both be wrong.”

#2: “Should I ask why you have a knife in your purse?”

”It’s a dagger, actually, and no you shouldn’t.”

#3: “Close your eyes and listen. And trust me.”

#4: Rosemary, broken glass, and an old gun.

#5: “Do you remember when I loved you?”

”No.”

”Good, because I never did.”

#6: “He saw the notice in the paper.”

”Why would you let him see the paper?”

”What was I supposed to do, eat it?”

#7: “I didn’t catch your name!”

”I didn’t throw it.”

#8: “I’m not better than you, but at least I’m not you. And right now, that’s worth a whole lot.”

#9: Romantic dinner, but something is wrong.

#10: Forehead kisses during an apocalypse

#11: “This isn’t BBC Sherlock! You can’t just run around administering justice as you see fit!

#12: Trying to get a smoke detector to shut up

#13: Falling out of a closet during Hide N Seek

#14: Revealing a dark secret, but it turns out that they already know

#15: Once upon a midnight dreary

#16: The odds were never in our favor

#17: If I should die, think only this of me

#18: Attack hugs

#19: Afraid of ladybugs

#20: The dumb*ss God couldn’t stop

#21: “There’s a rumor going around that you’re the one to ask if someone needs to acquire rare and dangerous objects.”

”There’s a rumor going around that you’re an undercover cop.”

#22: A parking lot, a coroner, and snails

#23: “You’re the only person I know who calls me that.”

#24: This is not a drill.

#25: It’s the price we pay to feel

#26: A character is cleaning/sweeping the floor when someone walks by with dirty shoes (via @writingprompts365 )

#27: “I’m back from my mission!”

““You failed it.”

““How’d you know?”

They point at the TV.

#28: A character is pushed into some bushes/plants/flowers (via @writingprompts365 )

#29: A character picks up a very shiny rock (same @)

#30: A character combs another character’s hair (same)

#31: A character is forced to have a conversation with someone they don’t like (same)

#32: Laughing hysterically at their own joke

#33: Stuck under the same umbrella

#34: ““Well, this is a nice change of scenery!”

““It’s a jail cell.”

““I was being sarcastic.”

#35: ““Let me just be perfectly clear that this was not my fault.”

#36: ““Can I buy you coffee? For old times sake?”

#37: Fake dating

#38: Huddling for warmth

#39: Being high on painkillers and confessing undying love to everyone

#40: “That’s starting to get annoying.”

#41: “I fell asleep on the bus and woke up here.”

#42: “It’s freaking cold.”

#43: “You’re not exactly known for your great ideas.”

#44: ““Can you keep a secret?”

#45: Character A lives above character B, and always drives B insane with how much stomping they do. One day, A’s foot goes right through the floor, into B’s apartment.

#45: Character A and Character B, sworn enemies, are chosen to prepare the company Christmas Party.

#46: you’re a security guard at an art gallery and you held the door for me so I left you a note in the door where we met I hope you read it

#47: Person A and Person B both trying to break into the same place on the same night by accident, only to be chased by the police upon meeting and having to hide in a closet/cupboard/safe together until they leave.

#48: the first and the last word they said to each other

#49: your kid hates my kid

#50: ‘picking them up’ hugs

#51: an incredibly loud and painful high-five

#52: "Let me fix that for you."

#53: “Can’t we listen to something else? We’ve been listening to this CD for three hours now.”

“You know, I would but the CD slot is broken so it’s either this or talk to each other.”

“I wouldn’t mind talking.”

“[turns up the music louder]”

#54: "My kiss quota for the day hasn't been filled. I need a thousand more."

#55: Person A making fun of Person B's bed head

#56: Squeeze three times for “I love you”

#57: writing a love letter but keeping it to themselves

#58: Messing around in IKEA

#59: “Hey - what’re you hiding behind your back?”

#60: going to a bookshop and selecting books for each other

#61: smiling at each other from across the room

#62: arms wrapping around your waist from behind while you’re on a phone call

#63: “ rich coming from the guy who tried to kill me three days ago. “

#64: message in a bottle

#65: becoming the parents of the friend group as soon as they start dating

#66: “I love you.”

“Ouch.”

#67: “We...we did it. We did it! Oh my God, I could kiss you.”

“Well, don’t be shy.”

My To-Do List

Here is everything that I’m currently working on! If you’ve sent a request in, and I see it, it should pop up here!

REQUEST SLOTS: FULL

+ Sherlock / Reader (not requested) undetermined topic

+ Rusty Ryan / Reader (not requested) #4

+ Sam Seaborn / Reader (requested) slow dancing

*anything with an asterisks has already been started.

Tag List

@girloncorneliastreet​ for The West Wing

@wolviesbabes​ for Gibbs / Reader

Frequently Asked Questions

How do I submit a request? When you look at my blog, there is a link titled “Asks/Requests”. Click that, and submit something!

How specific does my request have to be? More detail is always better if you’re looking for something specific, but if you’re not picky, it’s no big deal! Even if you just say “could I have some more Spock content please?” I’ll answer it!

Do you write smut? Nope! Not for me.

Are your requests open? Not at the moment! They will be soon, though.

What do I do if your requests are closed? Send it later, when they’re open again!

Do you have a master list? I do! I also have a tag called #masterlist, which all of my work is under. You can access the master list itself by navigating to the page on my blog, or just clicking the link at the top of this post!

What’s your name? You can call me C :)

Why didn’t you reblog my post about social justice? In order to avoid burnout for myself and my followers, I am doing my best to keep this blog free of anything other than fan content. This does not mean that I disagree or agree with you, it just means that I’m not commenting. I do not need to participate in internet social justice activity when I am already an activist on other platforms, including real life.

What can I send asks or messages about? Anything!! Life updates, random questions, whatever! I love to hear from you <3

That’s all, folks!

[starlit-dreaming]

[WMMAP] Lucathy Ideas (3/?)

i thought that “it was only one night” would end up taking over my life as a lucathy fan but surprisingly it didnt. maybe it took up a page’s worth of writing/notes since i wrote most of this before i started posting wip tidbits lmao

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Talk About OOC -- Actor AU

• Okay so. WMMAP started off as a heartwarming movie about a father and daughter learning to get along, and Claude learning to overcome him grief for losing his lover, which is also the movie Athanasia started her debut as a child actress. Diana and Claude are actually Athanasia’s parents and they’re happily together (and Diana’s still alive) -- they both ended up with the lead role in a movie and the rest of their relationship was history.

• WMMAP is announced to be part of a trilogy, which is where Jennette, Ezekiel, and Lucas actually get introduced in the second movie. Lucas is the son of a director, and Ezekiel is the son of an actor. Jennette is a huge fan of the WMMAP book/movie and auditioned to play the role of, well, Jennette. Might need to give the show characters different names to avoid confusion. It deals with the debutante ball and Claude getting amnesia, Lucas returns, and more or less showing the message that people can still be a family even without their memories.

• The third movie would be dealing with the future bullshit that Anastacius and Roger does, and Lucas whacking Claude with a stick I guess. Or stab. I don’t know Korean, so all I know what happens after season 2 of the webtoon is what’s been translated to English for the novel so far and the comments about it.

• Basically what I’m picturing is. Diana making her appearances (in flashbacks of the movie) with a pregnant belly and for weeks after the movie gets released, people are going crazy with theories -- is she pregnant? Yes, some will shout; No, others will scream; Maybe? people might question. Diana will cackle as she posts a selfie of her and Athy, with Claude holding a newborn baby boy onto twitter with the caption “baby Areum is finally here!”

• Also behind the scene shenanigans. Kiel and Athy accidentally started a twitter ship war, but it’s not in the way you would imagine a WMMAP ship war to be. Felix/Claude vs Diana/Lillian -- which is gayer. Lucas essentially went “but wouldn’t Athy/Jenn be gayer than Diana/Lillian?” and ended up fanning the ship war flames which pretty much dragged everyone else into the shipping side of fandom. Diana wouldn’t stop laughing about it for days, tbh.

• In the second movie everyone pretty much already knew that Lucathy was endgame, but Lucas and Athy were both, more or less “nah we’re not actually going to be together-together” but then the cheek kiss happens and Lucas does the Thing and kisses her hand??? Yeah. Athanasia was shot by an arrow from that one.

• Ngl this was not what I originally thought about for an Actor AU but it does make sense than it being a TV series tbh

Apparently I’m the Princess of Faes -- Fantasy / Magic AU

• For all of Athanasia’s years of life, she always thought that she was just a regular human incapable of using magic. She's a villager who lives on the outskirts of town, in the forest, and all she knows is her mother’s name and that her mother was a medical witch. And ever since she turned 14, she decided to follow in her mother’s footsteps with potion making and making medicine for a living. • One day, at age 18, she finds an injured wolf with black fur and red eyes in the woods, brings him home, and accidentally manages to heal him with magic. I like to imagine that it’s kind of like a Rapunzel from Tangled situation in the fact that Athanasia sings, her hair glows, and bam, healing magic, except her hair has always been blonde. It’s just that it glows when she uses her magic. • And Lucas, who is in his wolf form trying to find a long lost princess who might not even be alive, is basically “oh shit I found the princess of faes and she’s gorgeous what the fuck” but he more or less keeps that to himself in order to learn more about the situation (such as finding out that her mother’s a witch, meaning that Athanasia isn’t pure fae, meaning that it’s safer for her to live outside of the palace walls). • Athanasia finding out that she actually has magic? Believable -- she probably just needed to figure out how to use it after all. Finding out that her new wolf friend is actually the guy in charge of keeping a long lost princess of the fae kingdom company? Okay... a bit startling, but that definitely sounds possible. Learning that she’s the long lost princess? Well, fuck.

maybe Don’t catch ‘em all? -- Pokémon AU

• Athanasia is primary Fairy-type trainer who becomes a Fairy Gym Leader. Her six teammates are Primarina (picked popplio as a starter), Togekiss (togepi was her first pkmn from an egg), Sylveon, Hatterene, Klefki (a downright prankster), and Ninetales (gifted to her as a vulpix from Lucas). Because she only uses four in a gym battle, she tends to switch her team on a regular basis to be unpredictable. • Lucas is a primary Dragon-type trainer that became a Dragon Gym Leader around the same time as Athanasia. At his gym, he only uses four Pokémon in battles -- Dragalge, Hydreigon, Kommo-o, and Duraludon. He has Appletun (given to him by Athy as an applin) and Garchomp as his remaining team, but he doesn’t use them often in battle. • Originally, it was intended to Athanasia and Jennette to be rivals in their family (as Claude and Anastacius seemed to have a blatant neverending rivalry), but Jennette was interested in pokemon contests due to her admiration for Diana. Athanasia found the competition of battling to be enjoyable and felt that it established a common ground between her and Claude. • Athanasia occasionally participates in contests from time to time, but it stopped being fun when she was constantly compared to Diana.

it was only one night -- ONS + Unplanned Pregnancy AU

(x) the overall rating is E. I’ve posted a bunch of wip’s for this au that you can start reading from here or you can wait for when i post it on ao3 on my NotSafeForWyn account //winkwonks (it’ll definitely happen, i just don’t know when)

• Diana doesn’t die at childbirth, and instead dies when Athanasia is only 4 years old. After Diana dies, Claude’s relationship with Athanasia sours for a bit with Claude deliberately distancing himself from her by focusing on his business [Obelia Enterprises] and Athanasia works hard to be the best heiress she could be so that Claude would actually look at her.

• If you read my idea for the Student Council AU (in my lucathy ideas 2) and thought “huh, this kinda feels a lot like a LP version of your Student Council AU, Wyn, except Diana died and (blahblahblah)” then yes you would be absolutely correct. Also, Lucas’s parents did divorce instead of staying together, which is one of the reasons that causes the both of them to grow up without the other.

• Also, when Jennette’s aunt dies, she’s 14 and she ends up in Claude’s custody, not the Alpheus Fam. Similar to LP, Claude pays more attention to Jennette and ends up declaring her to be the heiress of the company instead of Athanasia. The reason for this isn’t because he loves Jennette, though, and Athanasia doesn’t end up getting kicked out or anything, she just chose to leave home and never went back for several years because she couldn’t stand how bitter she feels about Claude and Jennette.

• Basically follows similarities to the Anastacius/Penelope/Claude/Diana dynamic (which is 100% intentional and was Not something decided an hour after posting one of the wip tidbits). Athanasia and Ezekiel dated for a few years until Ezekiel slept with Jennette, and while the difference is that Athy forgives him because she believed in him and genuinely wanted to believe that he wouldn’t cheat on her, Jennette claims that she’s pregnant, they breakup, and Jennkiel announce their engagement (spoilers, Jennette had a “miscarriage” after the announcement). They eventually got married, but they don’t have children.

• After Athanasia graduates from law school, she starts working at <The Lovely Success> which is a famous and international law firm (and yes, the law firm was intentionally named that as a nod to The Lovely Princess and it amuses me immensely because it sounds like it could be a title of a cheesy romcom), she meets Lucas who she ends up befriending. Everyone at the law firm thinks they’re dating, but they don’t bother clearing up those rumours because they’re both married to their jobs. It’s a strong commitment, really.

• Lucas and Athanasia both get tipsy from champagne and they end up sleeping together (they weren’t necessarily drunk-drunk, but they both agreed to blame it on the alcohol). And although she took the Plan B pill, she still ends up pregnant. Thankfully for her, she’s not going to handle this alone.

• If you ever listened to the Waitress soundtrack, it’s basically “The Negative” except combined with “Bad Idea” minus the whole cheating situation cause they’re both single in the beginning. Plus, I had to have gotten that “it was only one night” title name from somewhere (The Negative, for those who were curious, which is basically a song about taking a pregnancy test).

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i told myself only 3 lucathy ideas per ideas post. did i listen? no.

thanks for coming to my lucathy tedtalk again im here everyday crying for lucathy

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Omfg the story of us is one of my fav Taylor songs so can you write that with mark 🥺🥺 thank youuuuuu

|📣 ▹▹ brooo it’s one of my favorite too 😩😩 I hope u enjoy! 💕🌙 ok tbh I don’t really like the ending so sorry abt that😔😔

Send in your music requests! ✨👼🏻

“I used to think one day we'd tell the story of us How we met and the sparks flew instantly And people would say, "they're the lucky ones’”

“Jesus you two are so lucky” Yeji couldn’t keep her comments in as you turned away from Marks retreating frame and to the green-eyed girl sitting in front of you at the library desk you two were currently occupying. Late night study sessions for the upcoming college exams called for loyal boyfriends to bring coffee from the campus starbucks for you and your best friend, effortlessly gaining brownie points with you.

“What do you mean we’re lucky?” You snickered as you handed her coffee to her and immediately sucked in your own cold, bitter sweet; feeling the coffee practically revive your body.

Yeji sighed with an elongated eye roll to express her clear annoyance at your confusion. “Y/n, everyone knows you and Mark are the cutest couple on campus. I mean you two met at what, a frat party?-“

“-yeah” you mumbled.

“-Yeah, and you two immediately clicked. I mean your two year anniversary is coming up, right? I won’t be surprised if you two are telling your children how you met in 10 years.” She laughed at the end of her sentence as you gasped and balled up an empty piece of paper in front of you; throwing it at her giggling and arm-protected frame as you whisper yelled,

“Yeji - shut up!” The light pink hue undoubtedly covered your face and ears at her claims as you both went back to the notes in front of you. Yeji - quickly forgetting the conversation - started complaining about the riparian plants of the San Joaquin (“-like we’re not even at the San Joaquin-“) but your mind was too preoccupied with the previous conversation, and a smile slowly etched it’s way onto your face as her words settled deep into your heart -

Unfortunately setting you up for heartbreak.

“Oh, a simple complication Miscommunications lead to fall out So many things that I wish you knew So many walls up I can't break through”

“Well you were supposed to come over and help me pack!” You couldn’t help your voice from failing you and slightly raising in accusation and anger, and you cringed at the annoyance of your tone. You could hear Mark sigh on the other side of the receiver - even over the sounds that occupied his side of the call.

“Y/n, I know, I’m sorry. I thought you meant later. I didn’t know you needed the help right now.” You wanted to ask him to come over now; to drop whatever commitment he was already at and come be with you like he said he would, but the idea of stressing him more than the situation already is, you’re sure, left a twisted feeling in your stomach, and a metallic taste in your mouth. And, with yet another sigh - maybe the 40th one through out this entire, 6 minute call - you told him that it wasn’t a big deal and he could make it up to you later. You both mumbled your I love you’s before he hung up first - leaving you in complete silence.

Your heart burned at the thought of yet another conversation passed where you refused to let out the feelings that were too overgrown for the space of your chest. There was so much you wanted to say to Mark; so much that you wished he knew. Usually, you wouldn’t hesitate to tell him how you feel - but lately the conversations seemed strained and overworked, and you had reserved yourself to the insecure thoughts that maybe Mark didn’t want to hear how you felt, and maybe it was best for your relationship if you kept them in.

You spaced out your gaze as you looked around your almost empty dorm room. It was the end of your junior year of college, and you and Mark were supposed to be packing up your room. Mark, however, forgot about it and chose to instead spend his time hanging out with his frat brothers (like he always did).

No. You slapped the side of your head and shook it back and forth while trying to get rid of the jealous thoughts. It’s okay. It’s not that deep. You’re fine.

To distract yourself, you shot Yeji a text to come help you with your room. At this, your thoughts wandered back to that late night in the school library, and your frown deepened.

You’re fine. We’re fine.

“Now I'm standing alone In a crowded room And we're not speaking and I'm dying to know Is it killing you like it's killing me yeah I don't know what to say since the twist of fate When it all broke down and the story of us Looks a lot like a tragedy now”

The music blasting through the speakers of the party was giving you nothing short of a migraine, and the unknown, red alcohol in your cup was doing nothing to soothe it. In your defense, it’s not like you wanted to be here. You would have preferred to be back in your new apartment, unpacking your boxes with a romcom playing, a candle burning, and your new cat, Ivy, cuddled up on the couch. Yet, when Yeji all but bullied you through text to come to the first party of your last year of college, you didn’t have much of a choice other than to attend. You hoped that maybe it wouldn’t be as bad as your mind was playing it up to be, this thought being reinforced by your best friend. The minute you walked through the doors of the quite familiar frat house, however, you instantly regretted ever showing your face in these hallowed halls.

You knew almost everyone in this room, yet also felt like you knew no one. Lately, that was a pretty normal feeling for you. You had spent the majority of your college experience being friends with the people that partied all around you; getting to know them at events not so different than this one. Yet, you - ever the shy one - wouldn’t have even known them, if it weren’t for a certain person that occupied the majority of your thoughts. The very same person standing across the room from you, playing beer pong with his fellow frat members.

This summer had not been kind to you.

Your uncertainties about your relationship with Mark bled into the summer heat, and were reinforced by the distance you two shared. Calls became far too in between, and texts were sporadic and short; usually just quick check-ins and awkward hellos and goodbyes.

Those were all okay for you. Well, they weren’t okay, but they were better than nothing; better than not having him.

The climax of the summer, however, came mid July, when you called and he did not answer. This wasn’t a new thing, so you left it. Yet when you called him a second, third, and fourth time (in the span of 24 hours) and he never answered, never texted you, never even acknowledged you, you knew something was wrong. You didn’t want to be the annoying one in the relationship (always so insecure), so you left it once more.

For a week.

A week had gone by without so much as a two letter word between each other. Deep in your heart, you knew the relationship was over at that point. But how could one admit that they had lost the love of their life so easily? So finally, after three weeks of no contact, you texted him a four letter message that hopefully explained everything you felt.

So this is it?

Mark responded.

I think so.

That summer was recorded as one of the hottest since 1946, but you never noticed. Your tears kept you cold.

“See me nervously pulling at my clothes And trying to look busy And you're doing your best to avoid me I'm starting to think one day I'll tell the story of us How I was losing my mind when I saw you here But you held your pride like you should have held me”

If you could cross the room and pull Mark into your hold and hug and kiss him like you two never even broke up, you would do it at as fast as the speed of sound. But Mark didn’t want you anymore, he made that clear. He was laughing at something Haechan said, and he looked beautiful; you felt idiotic for staring. You prayed he - or anyone else, for that matter - didn’t notice you there, but after shooting a text to Yeji that you were leaving, and looking back up at him for the last time, you were surprised to see that he was already looking at you. His eyes were rounded larger than usual, and even from your corner across the room, you could see the shock in them at your presence.

Time stopped as you two stared at each other, before you finally let out a small cough and looked down at your shirt to “fix” it, while Mark quickly looked anywhere but you. Satisfied with whatever you were trying to do with your clothes, you looked at Mark’s awkward figure one last time through your eyelashes, before turning and walking out of the party. When Mark looked back to where he last saw you, you weren’t there anymore, and his heart became hyperaware of the ever present twinge of pain that seemed to constantly be there, whether he numbed it out or not.

To be clear, Mark isn’t too sure why he broke up with you. While he still was deeply in love with you, you and him didn’t seem to be on the same page anymore, and that was enough reason for him to leave you. He wished he could hold you, hug you, love you like he used to. But every time you came to his head, the cringe at the way you two ended things quickly followed, and he’s too embarrassed to even think about talking to you again.

With a sigh, Mark turned back to his friends, and spent the rest of the night trying to drink away the memory of your face across the room.

“The battle's in your hands now But I would lay my armor down If you'd say you'd rather love than fight”

The insistent knocking on your apartments door at 3am scared more than annoyed you, and you couldn’t help yourself from grabbing the bat next to your bed before slowly making your way towards the door. You had 911 on speed dial in one hand and your bat in the other. It was moments like this that made you especially miss Mark, because lord knows you couldn’t fight back if someone tried to break in (not like you wouldn’t try).

Trying to distract yourself from the fear, you thought back to the party a month earlier, and your terrified thoughts had you thinking ‘if this is how I die, I’m going to regret never talking to Mark again’ as you arrived at your door.

You slowly lifted yourself to your peep hole, and let out a gasp at who you saw on the other side. You quickly placed your bat on the ground and your phone on the counter by your door, and opened the door wide.

“Mar-“ you didn’t get far before Mark took one huge step towards you, cupped your cheeks with his hands, and smashed his lips onto yours. You both stumbled into your home before mark pushed the door closed and spun you both, slightly pushing you against the door. After about 45 seconds of intense making out, Mark broke away and placed his forehead on your own.

“Hi,” you giggled out, to which Mark laughed himself.

“Hi.”

[simp-for-spencer-reid]

Sugar with a Side of Coffee Ch. 10

Series Masterlist

Chapter 10: A Peace Offering

Cate couldn’t believe the words that had just come out of his mouth. On one hand, she was happy that he was finally speaking to her. On the other, she felt like her heart had been shattered. When she finally could register that Spencer was still standing in front of her, waiting for an answer, she responded.

“Oh, yeah of course.” she tried to seem like she was happy with the outcome. She turned around to start making his coffee, speaking loudly. She said any reassuring things that came to mind. “I get it, makes sense. No hard feelings.” It was easy to see she was convincing herself more than she was Spencer. She returned to the counter, handing him his coffee with just about a cup of sugar in it. 

“I, uh, still have your books at my apartment.” Spencer was still standing at the counter, coffee in hand. Cate was trying to make herself seem busy, wiping the counter and refilling anything slightly empty. 

“Yeah, I just got to move back into my place, so I’ll have to swing by and get them.” She avoided eye contact. Spencer could tell this situation wasn’t getting any better, so he gave a quick goodbye and left. 

As he was leaving, Marta was dragging the cart back in. Spencer held the door open. Marta was surprised to see him there, stopping midway through the door to give him a greeting.

“Hey there, Sweater Vest! How’s it going?” Spencer muttered a response and squeezed past her to go home. Cate filled Marta in on the standing of her and Spencer’s newly decided friendship. 

The team could see how tense Spencer had been since he had decided to be just friends with Cate. He tried to convince himself he had made the right decision. It was hard to keep secrets from his friends and colleagues, especially since they were profilers. JJ tried to be supportive, but he knew she wasn’t happy with the decision he had made. Penelope couldn’t stop looking at him like he was a sad puppy and brought him his favorite donut every morning since he had come in telling them about the update of him and Cate. 

He had also since apologized to Derek for snapping at him. Derek tried to give him advice on how to exit “the friend zone” but Spencer wasn’t a fan of any of the options. The one that stayed with Spencer the longest though, was the option of sending her a voice message. Well, Derek suggested texting Cate, but Spencer wasn’t a fan of texting.

After a day in the office, Spencer finally checked his phone and was met with a voice message from Cate. He waited until he was alone in the elevator to play it.

“Hi, Spence.” He tried to ignore the way his stomach fluttered at the nickname. “I wanted to let you know that I’m stopping by this evening to come get my books. I mean, if you’re free I’d like to come get my books. Um, bye.” He smiled a little at her nervous ramble. He held his phone up to his own mouth and spoke his own voice message for her.

“I’m just leaving the bureau now, I’ll be home in twenty minutes. Would you like me to pick you up?” His phone chimed almost right away.

“No thanks, I’ll walk.” was her last response. Spencer wished she had said yes.

Cate had arrived at Spencer’s apartment promptly after he had gotten home himself. She was still in her uniform. She gave him a slight smile as he opened the door. When she walked in, she didn’t bother to put her purse or coat down in the kitchen like she used to. Spencer got the impression she did not want to stay long. 

They walked together to Spencer’s study. Cate gently opened her books, feeling the wavy, water damaged pages. She closed it, and walked to view Spencer’s large bookshelf with his collection of classics. He moved so he was standing next to her. He pointed to the oldest book on his shelf.

“That’s my copy of the House of Mirth.” He pulled it out, looking at the worn cover. 

“I prefer Ethan Frome.” She replied. They looked at each other for the first real time since Spencer decided to stay friends. Cate eyed him, her squinted eyes softened. Spencer looked back, studying her face, but also mentally preparing himself incase she lectured him to death about how stupid he was. Instead, they laughed. He wasn’t sure who started it, but for the first time in months, they laughed together. 

“I’m sorry.” Spencer confessed. He raised a hand to her shoulder, but hesitated making contact. “Can we go back to when it wasn’t weird?” 

“Yeah,” Cate smiled at him. “Let’s go back.” It was hard to stay mad at Spencer, when all she wanted to do was feel his lips on hers again. 

The two had somehow wound up back in Spencer’s kitchen. Cate was sitting on the barstool at the island, her coat and purse next to her. Spencer was standing on the opposite side of the island, sipping a mug of coffee. They had discussed everything they had been up to since their date to the museum. Of course, leaving out the details of the aftermath of the kiss.

It was hard to see how the current status of Spencer and Cate’s friendship-relationship limbo affected his moods. As hard as he tried not to let it affect his work, she clouded his thoughts and he worked better when they were on good terms. He started to go back to the cart every morning when he had the chance. Starting his workdays with one of her smiles counteracted all the horrific images he saw on the job. 

Cate liked seeing Spencer in the mornings, too. Instead of the hearts she would write on the plastic wrap of the baked goods, she opted for a smiley face or a sun now. It would seem that Spencer and Cate’s friendship was on the mend now, though they did not hang out exclusively as much as they did before. They did not hang out at all anymore. They kept their meetings to the coffee cart before work, or he would walk her to the shop after her shift if he was in town. 

Their voice messages were kept to a minimum. Despite wanting to get back into the swing of their old habits, they wanted to attempt to keep it strictly friendly. Spencer was glad that things weren’t as awkward anymore.It was nice to have a friend outside of the BAU. Cate was grateful that the one good male specimen (save for Shrimp)  she’d encountered in a while was speaking to her again.

Despite their claim to stay friends, the heart eyes they gave each other were quite obvious to those around them. Cate couldn’t count the amount of times the phrase “just friends” or “good friends” was muttered from Spencer’s mouth. It was as if he was convincing himself and speaking it into existence so he could claim it as truth. The more mornings they spent at the cart, the bigger the longing grew in Cate’s heart. Spencer didn’t want to admit it either, but the more time he spent seeing her brown eyes, the more he would do just about anything if she asked him to. 

Cate walked home after a long shift at the coffee cart. The sun was setting, making the sky a beautiful orange. Her feet ached from standing all day. The lobby of her apartment building was empty as usual. Cate took the stairs like always, and when she reached her floor, she noticed a large package wrapped in brown paper and a smaller one on top. Her name was written in a messy scrawl in the corner. She didn’t need a name to know who it was from.

She picked it up, and entered her apartment. Shrimp was waiting eagerly by the door and weaved in and out of Cate’s feet. She placed the box on her counter, unwrapping it, careful not to rip the paper. Inside the smaller one was a bag of Harry Potter themed cat toys. In the larger one, was a new set of Harry Potter books. On the inside of the cover of the first was written in the same messy scrawl:

To: Cate

From: Spencer

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The Sex Contract [M] - Chapter 8

Genre: friends to lovers au / friends with benefits / mature content / romance / angst

Characters: Shim Changmin x Kaia Ashton (OC)

A/N: Due to the overwhelming request I have followed your encouragement to bring back one of my older stories. This was back in a time where OCs were everything and writing one chapter in each main’s point of view was the trend. I hope that even though I have edited this drastically, that you can appreciate this story comes from my older style of writing. I definitely still read this often and find it enjoyable so I hope you will too.

Prologue | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 | 18 | 19 | 20 | 21 | 22 | 23 | 24 | 25 - FINAL

Chapter 8 – Kaia’s POV.

Life had taken a completely different turn ever since having sex with Changmin. It seemed the schedule now had a new element in it, and Kaia’s time was spent doing her usual activities and then meeting Changmin in between. In the past two weeks, they had so far met for sex three times, all in which they had begun to learn what they liked and disliked about one another. Although she wasn’t as keen for different positions like Changmin was, Kaia had to admit singing wasn’t his only talent. It was a new side to her friend that she had discovered, and Kaia hadn’t regretted the agreement since the first night. Though thankfully nothing was ever as tension-filled as it had been in the confines of her bedroom that last time.

“Ow Changmin!” Kaia cried out and slapped his shoulder, the boy looking down at her on the bed. She made a face. “You’re not meant to bend a woman like that.”

“I wasn’t trying to make it uncomfortable,” he breathed, rolling his eyes and shifting his weight again. The pleasure he was delivering seemed to build again and Kaia settled, hoping he wasn’t going to try that again. Sometimes his enthusiasm got the better of him. She wondered if she would ever be able to match his quest for exploration.

“Was work alright?” she asked as they flipped over, her mouth going to his chest that she enjoyed kissing so much. Changmin groaned and ran his hands through her hair. It wasn’t uncomfortable for them to talk whilst having sex, generally because when the mood struck them, they focused on getting to their destination without ripping the clothes off of each other, let alone bothering with basic greetings.

He kissed her wrist beside his head and then smiled. “Mm, tiring like usual. Did you meet your deadline?”

“No, Keith did though, I’m quite proud of him.”

“Hey!” Changmin rolled them over again and stopped, looking down at Kaia with a hard expression. She stared back incredulously; it was finally starting to feel good.

“What are you doing?!”

“I’m having sex with you right now!” Changmin said exasperatedly and she continued to look at him as if he sprouted an extra head.

“No, you just stopped. Right when I was enjoying myself!”

“Where’s your contract?! We need to add another stipulation on!”

Kaia gaped at him. “Right now?!”

“You just broke a code!” He stared down at her harshly and whined as if he couldn’t believe what had just occurred. “Bringing up another man whilst having sex is a big no-no!”

“Oh my goodness Changmin!” Kaia cried, shoving the man off her. “I cannot believe you right now, he’s a workmate and you asked me about work!”

All the same, Kaia got up and headed out to the living room, searching in her drawer for the original copy. They had already reprinted another copy each off after they had made the mistake of foreplay once, and as she looked at the paper, Kaia realised they weren’t going to have much room left soon. After grabbing a pen, she returned to her bedroom where Changmin had already turned on the lamp.

Kaia gave him a glare and then sat down. “Thanks to you we’re running out of room. It was just a contract, not a fan page needing a damn autograph, Min.”

“You know you’re easily irritated,” he mentioned and she shot him another look, jotting down the rule he sought for. After dating it, she handed it to him to initial and then thumped it down on the bedside table. He smiled and reached out for her arm. “Come on, I’ll make you happier.”

“No,” Kaia stubbornly replied, folding her arms across her bare chest firmly. “I don’t want you now.”

“What?! Aw come on Kai, it was a fair call.”

She turned away from him. “I’m no longer in the mood. Now, where is my dressing robe?”

“Are you serious right now?” he enquired and she nodded. Grumbling incoherently, Changmin flung his legs over the side of the bed and searched for his pants. Kaia continued to look for her dressing robe, finally finding it and covered her naked form before heading out to photocopy the agreement. Changmin soon joined her, sighing heavily and taking the piece of paper she held out for him.

“You can’t even dress yourself,” Kaia mused, noting his shirt was poorly buttoned. Reaching out for his top, she undid it and looked up at the tall man who was eying her lustfully. Groaning loudly, Kaia moved back into his arms, Changmin blindly making his way back to the bedroom with her attacking his lips.

Kaia could never completely forgo it, she was too addicted now.

The agreement continued in this fashion for another two weeks, Changmin even interrupting Kaia’s at home exercise session to call in for his own form of working out. With his upcoming promotion overseas in Japan, the boy had to take what little time he did have and try and fit in around her schedule. Although Kaia was enjoying the sex, and the satisfaction that came with it, she wasn’t about to forgo sleep for when Changmin wanted to meet.

“Ah, my legs hurt,” Kaia complained out loud as she climbed the last remaining steps into Korea Star’s office, lightly tapping her fists on her thighs in hopes it would ease the pain. She wasn’t sure why her legs were so tired lately, though all the meetings with Changmin had acquired a lot of running to catch buses in time. She wondered if she should join a gym to keep up with her more demanding physical routine.

“Good morning Kaia!” Keith greeted her as she walked through the door and she smiled brightly at the man, bowing lightly to those who turned to see her arrival. After she slung her bag on the back of the chair and sat down, she blinked rapidly at the takeaway cup that appeared in front of her face. Keith beamed. “Iced caramel latte is your favourite, right?”

“Yes, thank you!” She took the cup and placed the straw to her mouth, closing her eyes in delight. “You’re a godsend Keith; you don’t know how behind I was this morning!”

“You seem to be busier lately,” he observed and a second chair swivelled close to her, the dark eyes penetrating her own. Kaia swatted Sungra back, pouting lightly.

“Yes, and you won’t tell me either. I’m supposed to be your best friend!”

Kaia took another sip. “Sung, I’m not doing anything illegal, I’m just busy.”

“With?” Both Keith and Sungra stared intensely and Kaia wondered if they hoped that would make her crack.

“Writing a novel,” Kaia announced, which was actually a half-truth. They both exchanged a look and shifted back to their computers, uninterested for further details. Kaia silently cursed the fact that Changmin was a celebrity and was causing her to have so many secrets.

Settling into her work for the day, she barely noticed anything or anyone around her. A few huge projects had been offered to her by Minah and she wanted to impress her boss, hoping it would bring about the promotion she had been hinting about. By lunchtime, Kaia had barely stopped for anything and realised the latte had made its way through her system. Getting up and rushing to the bathroom, she had only entered a cubicle when the phone in her jeans’ pocket went off. Stunned that she had forgotten to put the device on mute, Kaia scrambled to fish it out of her pants before answering it.

“Hello?”

“It’s me.”

“Min, ah Max I’m in the bathroom, can I call you back?” He sighed, ending the phone call with a click. Scrunching her nose up at his rudeness, Kaia jumped as a beep went off a moment later. She opened the text and read it.

Changmin: Hey, I just found out I’m going to Japan for five days. You busy today? I want to meet up.

She quickly hit the keys to respond, asking him jokingly if all they would ever do together was sex now. She finished in the cubicle and went out to wash her hands, pulling the phone back out again as she received the next message.

Changmin: Don’t make me a deprived boy of your great company.

Kaia chuckled at his avoidance of the question, sending him back another teasing reply when the toilet behind her flushed. She turned to see Abby appear a moment later, her eyes connecting with Kaia’s before she smiled.

“Are you staying for lunch?” she asked and Kaia shook my head. “That makes two of us. I’m also meeting someone.”

“Oh I’m not meeting anyone,” she retorted, and Abby gave her another look.

“Well have a good lunchtime all the same. I’m going to head out now, see you.” The girl left and Kaia frowned, wondering why she was acting so weird towards her. Shrugging lightly, she headed back out into the work office and over to her desk where she logged her computer off.

Keith looked at her. “Please tell me you’re not bailing on Sushi Day.”

“Afraid so, an old friend has asked to meet up.”

“Who?” Sungra wondered and Kaia smiled the best she could. “Do I know her?”

“Him actually and no, he’s come up from Busan where I used to work.”

“Ah, is it Justin?” the Korean girl wondered and Kaia nodded eagerly, knowing she’d have to get in contact with the fellow British man to help cover the story. “Tell him I say hi then.”

“I will, catch you both later,” Kaia said with a wave and departed the office, hurrying out into the late summer sun. She texted Changmin as she made her way to the train station entrance a block over, slowing down when she noticed Abby up ahead. She was trying not to look around herself conspicuously as she made her way over to a dark SUV that Kaia was nearing. Watching her friend with more interest, Kaia managed to reach her just as she opened the door, climbing into the seat beside a man who she leaned in to kiss. She gaped at who she believed she saw and banged into a Korean woman, who snapped Kaia out of her reverie. Bowing in apology, she then made her way to the station in a distracted manner, wondering if her eyes were playing tricks on her. If they weren’t, then Kaia wasn’t the only one trying to hide meetings with a famous singer.

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Chapter 8 - Choice

Book: The Royal Romance (AU)

This is the story of Emily, daughter of Drake and Riley. She is conflicted between her old friend Daniel and the crown Prince James, son of Liam and Olivia

Summary:  Social Season is on. Emily is spending time with James and Daniel both. Who will win her heart?

Warnings: PG.

This series will be NSFW. It will have mentions of sexual abuse and violence. I will tag the chapters accordingly.

A/N: It took me a long time to finally come back to writing. I am reshuffling my life. Trying to prioritize some things and writing took a back seat among the chaos. I am not sure if I will be able to complete this series or not. I really want to though.

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Previous Chapters Link to previous chapters can be found in the master list on my blog page.

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Emily was waiting for the Prince at the masquerade ball when the herald announced the arrival of the Prince, the King, and the Queen. 

All the suitors formed a line to greet the King and the Queen and of course meet Prince James. Emily noticed James' eyes twinkle on seeing her in front of her. He gently kissed the back of her hand as she approached him. He looked in her eyes as he said, ’You have no idea how grateful I am for your presence here.’

‘The pleasure is mine.’ Emily said politely.

‘I see you have changed for the court. It must have been difficult for you to go through all that. Thank you for taking the lessons. It means a lot to me that you did that for me.’ James said in a low voice, careful that no one would hear him.

‘It was a small price to pay.’ Emily replied in a poised manner.

‘I hope you will save a dance for me tonight.’ 

‘I sure will.’ Emily curtsied and walked away from James as the next lady approached him.

The entire evening was more pleasant for her after that. Stealing glances with the Prince, seeing him getting blushed on catching him looking at her, and the dance with James felt as they were the only two people in the room.

It was clear to her that James was falling for her. And she for him. She felt excited around him. She started looking at a future where she is a Princess or even a future Queen. She already had a head start being the daughter of the members of Royal Council. The King and Queen were also fond of her. And now James was falling for her. There was nothing stopping her now.

‘You want to sneak out tonight?’ James whispered in her ears during the waltz.

‘What do you have in mind?’ Emily blushed.

‘We can meet in the maze. It is always a secluded place.’ he said with a sly grin.

‘OK. After the ball?’ Emily stepped away as the song ended.

‘After the ball’ James curtsied her as they separated after the song.

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After the ball ended, Emily asked Daniel to take the day off. 

‘Meeting James, huh?’ Daniel smiled.

‘How do you know?’ Emily asked with wide eyes.

‘Your face says everything.’ he chuckled. He watched Emily's cheeks turning red at his comment. A pain rose in his chest which he ignored.

‘Good night then.’ Daniel smiled to her and took his leave.

Emily walked to the garden maze, trying to avoid any suspicion. To her relief, no one noticed her taking the other route except few guards, who seemed uninterested.

When she reached the maze, there was no one around. She looked around for James, but couldn't see him around. She took few steps back in the maze, keeping her eyes at the palace for James when suddenly a hand grabbed her by her arm and pulled her in. James pushed her to a wall and stood a few inches from her, locking her in place by his hands on her both side.

‘James! you scared me.’ Emily said, her heart racing.

‘I thought you were better than that!’ James chuckled.

‘Well, I can see you have an un-diplomatic side to you.’ she placed a finger at his chest.

James lifted her hand from his chest in his hand and kissed it, looking her in her eyes. ‘You are beautiful!’ James said closing the distance between them. He kissed her lips, fiercely. James wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close to him, his hands roaming around her body. His tongue forced her lips open and explored her mouth.  

After a few moments James pulled away, he cupped her cheeks,’ I had been thinking about this since we met at that ball.’ 

Emily forced a smile, feeling a little uneasy at his dominating behavior. It was new for her, but it was a little exciting at the same time. 

‘You are so different from the other girls at court. You are like a breath of fresh air.’ he lifted her face with his finger.

‘You are playing favorites.’ Emily smiled.  

‘I am a Prince. I should be able to marry someone I like.’ 

‘Do you like me?’ she asked.

‘I think I do!’ James said as he pulled her for another fierce kiss.

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Next morning was Derby. Emily frowned looking it at the outfit selected for her by Samantha, especially for today. She struggled to put it on. A little too tight skirt with floral design and a silk top with a little too deep neck. She felt restrained as she couldn't move her legs freely. The pencil heels were not helping either. How was she supposed to walk on the Derby grounds with this heels? She wondered. She would have preferred a torn jeans and a t-shirt with comfortable sneakers. Let her brown curls free rather than tying them up and hide them behind the fancy hat. What is with nobles and their fancy hats?

Daniel suppressed a chuckle when he saw her fumbling out of her room. 

‘Are you sure you are comfortable in these?’

‘Of course I am not.’ she frowned.’ but I need to look comfortable. There will be press today to capture every moment.’

Emily tried to ignore the discomfort and started walking, but couldn't hold her balance. She was about to fall when she felt Daniel’s strong arms supporting her.

‘I think you need to change into something more comfortable.’ he said pulling her up.

‘I guess you are right. Give me a minute.’ Emily said removing the heels. She walked back to her room with caution. A few minutes later she returned in a white long summer dress with a cut on one side. She had paired it with a cute straw sun hat, a straw clutch, and matching heels - this ones a bit shorter and better for a day out. Hair loose on her shoulders. She admired herself in her mirror. Perfect. She walked out of her room with confidence.

‘You look much at ease.’ Daniel smiled and followed her.

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At the racetrack, their car stopped at the VIP entrance. It was the moment, when the public and press will meet her as a suitor for the first time. Emily waited for Daniel to open her door before stepping out gracefully as she had practiced many times.

She heard a loud cheer from the crowd in the stalls, as she stepped out. She smiled and waved at them in the perfect duchess wave. Confidently and gracefully she walked ahead when suddenly the reporters approached her, blocking her way. She smiled politely even though her heart was beating fast and her hands already moist.

‘Lady Emily! How does it feel to represent Valtoria in Social Season?’ a reporter asked her a standard question she had prepared already.

‘I feel honored. I would like to take this opportunity to thank King Liam and Queen Olivia for their invitation. I will make sure to make my parents proud.’ she said softly in the mic.

‘You are rarely seen in the royal circle. And our readers know little about you. Can you describe yourself.‘ another reporter shoved her mic to her face.

‘I am a people person. I enjoy meeting a lot of different people. My friends consider me a good listener.’ Emily replied out of her heart.

‘Lady Emily!’ another reporter asked her,’We have heard that you are already a front runner? Being Prince’s favorite and being a daughter of King Liam’s best friend. Is it true?’

‘This is a decision of the entire court. All suitors are charming in their own way. I believe all suitors have a fair chance.’ she remembered the reply she was supposed to give to such an question as Samantha had instructed her to give.

She excused herself politely after that, feeling proud of her for behaving as a noble.

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She enjoyed the race and the tea party that followed. After an dinner with other suitors, she was able to reach her room around 10 PM.

‘I will see you tomorrow.’ Daniel said as she opened her room.

‘Oh no. Don’t go yet. Please come.‘ she just waved her hand for him to follow her. Unsure what to do, Daniel followed her in the room.

Emily flopped down on her bed , clearly exhausted. She rubbed her hands on her cheeks’ My cheeks are hurting from all the fake smiling.’ 

Daniel let out a small laugh, standing a few feet away from her.

‘What are you doing standing over there? Come sit. ' she gestured him to sit with her on her bed. But Daniel found it best to take a chair in front of her.

'So how was your day?' she asked him rubbing a hand at the back of her neck.

'Good! Spent the day with other guards bitching about our subjects.' he answered fighting his urge to give her a shoulder message.

'Subjects?' she asked with her eyebrows knitted.

'That's what we call the person we are protecting.' he chuckled.

'So did you bitch about me?' she too chuckled , gently punching him in his shoulder.

'Yep, big time. I have convinced everyone that you are the most difficult subject to handle.' he winked.

She laughed removing her heels and rubbing her feet. 'My feet are killing me. Thank God I changed those pencil heels'

Before she even finished her sentence, her bedroom door swung open. Both turned their heads to see James marching in the room. Daniel immediately stood up in attention , head down.

‘James!’ Emily stood up too, disturbed at the way he barged in,

‘You can take your leave.’ James told Daniel. Daniel looked at Emily for her response. ‘I said you can leave.’ James said sternly when he saw Daniel still standing there. Emily nodded at Daniel asking him to leave.

‘Your highness.’ Daniel bowed down to James again before leaving. When he stepped out, two of James guard closed the door and stood between Daniel and the door and gestured him to move along. Although, startled with this behavior, Daniel knew he wouldn't do any good standing there.

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James glared at Daniel till he left the room. He turned to Emily and eyed her top to bottom.

‘Why did you wear this’ , he gestured his hand to his summer dress,’instead of what Samantha picked out for you?’ he asked her in an annoyed tone.

Emily folded her hand. ‘How do you know what she picked out for me?’ she asked him.

‘Oh come on, any one with a little fashion sense would know that this was not a designer wear. I sent your pic to Samantha asking her if she had chosen this for you.’

‘I was not comfortable in the outfit that she had picked for me. It was tight and heels were not made to walk outdoors.’ she shrugged.

‘Fine. This is what you are going to do. Tomorrow you will try out each outfit and if you are not comfortable in any of them, ask Samantha to get it changed. She will be here tomorrow at 10.’ he said typing in his mobile.

Emily opened her mouth to protest but decided to stay silent. She sat down on her bed, looking away from James.

A few seconds later, James kept his phone away. He sat beside her on the edge of her bed. Emily avoided his glance, looking outside her window to the darkness.

‘Emily, what was he doing here?’ James asked her. But Emily didn't answer. She kept looking away.

‘Why was your guard in your room?’ James grabbed Emily by her arm, jerking her to face him.

‘I have told you he is a friend.’ Emily freed her arm with an efficient jerk. James was bewildered for a moment. He took a deep breadth to calm himself.

‘Listen, if someone saw you in your room alone with him...’ he said in soft voice, keeping a gentle hand on her knee,‘... it can cause a scandal.’

James gently cupped Emily's cheek, gently lifting her face to him. ‘I don't want to ruin this chance. I want you to win.’ he said with pleading eyes.

‘James. He is just a friend. Don’t you trust me?’

‘It is not just about me. Everyone in court is trying to get someone from their own house or an ally to marry me. We shouldn't give them any chance. ‘

Emily softly nodded. James moved closer to her, gently pressing his lips to her.

‘You know you look beautiful even in the most ordinary outfit.’ he smiled, running his fingers in her hair. Emily forgot everything when he moved his lips to her neck, nipping gently. She wrapped her hands around him, loosing herself in his touch

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you sat on the ledge of your bay window. watching the rain fall against the glass. you sighed, missing the feeling of sebastian’s warm arms wrapped around your waist, holding you as close as possible. you missed the scent of his cologne, you missed his goofy jokes, and that smirk, you always missed that fucking smirk. you missed the way he would make your knees weak just by smiling. he was the one thing in your life that was perfect. until one day. you had a fight, a big fight. one that ended in him leaving you in your shared apartment choking out his name, begging him to stay. your mind drifted off to that day.

it was two forty-six in the afternoon, the sun was high in the sky and the birds were chirping. you sat on the couch watching an episode of your favorite show. sebastian stormed through your front door, scaring you to death, “jesus, seb. what the hell?” he says nothing all he does is hold up his phone. you squint to see it better. on the screen there’s a picture of you and your friend, andrew. andrew is known for being a class A dick to most people but he was one of your best friends from childhood.

the day that picture was taken, andrew was being a bit ballsy. he was flirty all day and no matter how many times you told him your weren’t into him he still tried over and over again. he stopped you on the sidewalk and kissed you. you gasped and pulled away almost immediately and slapped him. however, you were too late. the paparazzi had already gotten what they wanted. you stormed off and walked back home. you knew sebastian would see the photos soon so you had to hurry. you called seb over forty times but each call was sent to voicemail. you had no choice but to sit on the couch and and wait.

“seb, i can explain. please just listen to me.” you said softly. “you know i never trusted that guy but i still let you hangout with him because he means a lot to you. but now he does this? i could kill him, i swear.” he’s seething. his face was red, teeth gritted, jaw clenched, and knuckles white. “seb, please calm down.” you walked over and touched his arm. he pulled it away so fast that it almost hit you. you jerked back, surprised. “you want me to calm down? the woman that i love more than anything is out there making out with guys that aren’t me! how the fuck am i supposed to be calm right now, y/n!” you’ve never seen him this mad. it was a foreign sight. “let me explain!” “there’s nothing to explain! it’s all right here!” he flips through the magazine until he lands on the page with my pictures on it. “y/n y/l/n was seen getting frisky with a man named andrew. the two were spotted walking downtown all day. getting ice cream, watching a movie and shopping. however, y/n isn’t single! she’s “dating” the avengers infinity war actor, sebastian stan.” he reads the dialogue off of the page “sebastian! that’s a fucking magazine article you can never trust what they write. please just hear me out!” your eyes began to fill with tears as you watched him roughly run a hand through his hair. “i can’t even fucking look at you right now.” he turned his back to you. you watched as he breathed rapidly, his shoulders rising and falling with every quick breath he took. you slowly walked over to his tall frame and reached a hand up to place it on his left shoulder. “stop fucking touching me!” you pulled your hand away quickly and lowered you head. sebastian turned towards the stairs and swiftly made his way up stairs. you followed him into your bedroom. both of your clothes were still strewn about from last night’s events. your attention was brought back to your boyfriend as you watched him grab a duffle bag from the shelf of his closet. “what are you doing?” you asked with a shaky voice. he didn’t answer instead he shoved past you to the dresser under your tv. he shoveled clothes into the small bag and made his way to the bathroom. taking his toothbrush and toothpaste and storming back downstairs. you ran after him. he walked towards the door, “sebastian.” you said weakly. you were so close to breaking down. “i’m leaving.” it was those words that sent you to your breaking point. you fell to your knees and sobbed “please, baby. we can talk. please don’t leave me your all i have. please.”  you said each word between sobs. he looked down at you and tears began to fill his eyes. he blinked and turned around to open the door. “sebastian! please!” your voice could barely yell. it was like a dream where your running from the monster but you can’t move. you were stuck and the one good thing in your life was the only thing moving further and further away from you. he slammed the door in your face and you got up and ran outside. he was already in his car. you heard the engine rev and he pulled away quickly. you stood there shocked and in tears.

your body shuddered at the one week old memory. in the past week you’d sent him 138 text messages and left him as many voicemails you could until it filled up. you brought your knees closer to your chest and looked to your right at your rose gold iphone 7 plus. you reached over to pick it up and dialed the number that was tattooed into your brain. the call went straight to voicemail, you furrowed your brows and tried to call him again. still straight to voicemail. then it hit you. he blocked your number. you sighed deeply and looked around your bedroom. every inch of this room had a memory. the bed; the first time you and sebastian had made love, the carpet next to the bed; where sebastian fell off the bed and you had to get him an ice pack for his head, the bathroom; where you walked in on sebastian singing in the shower, the closet; where sebastian blindfolded you and picked you out an outfit (he ended up picking a red lacy piece of lingerie). you didn’t even notice you were crying until a warm tear made its way down your cheek. you sniffled and decided to stop crying over him. you needed to distract yourself so you threw on a light blue sundress and some sandals. you walked down stairs and grabbed your car keys. you sat in your white volkswagen jetta and pondered over where to go. you wanted to talk to sebastian but you couldn’t. so instead, you called your best friend, chris. you clicked the call button and waited for him to pick up.

“hello?”

“hey chris. are you alone?”

“uh, one second. okay now i am.”

“good. okay so seb blocked my phone number and he also blocked me on every single social media account. i need to talk to him but i don’t know how to.”

“okay. hmm. listen, i’m with him right now so i could just give him the phone saying it’s someone else and then you could try to talk to him.’’

“oh my god! why didn’t you tell me?!”

“sorry. do you want to do that or no?”

“yeah give him your phone.”

your stomach did somersaults as you waited to hear his voice that sounded like sex itself.

“hello?”

ohmygodohmygod

“h-hey, seb. it’s me. please, please, please don’t hang up.”

“what do you want?”

“what do you think i want? i want you, baby. please meet at the cafe around the corner. we need to talk. you can’t just avoid me forever.”

“fine, what time?”

“ummm, twenty minutes?”

“ok.”

the line went dead.

you put your car into drive and made your way to the cafe. you pulled up to the small cafe that you and sebastian had met in over 3 years ago. you ordered a small iced coffee and sat at a table nestled in the back of the quiet room. you sat alone for 15 minutes praying he would show up. everytime the bell above the door jingled you perked up only to be let down. 10 more minutes passed until you finally saw him saunter into the cafe. you looked at him and guilt ripped through your entire body. he looked like hell. his eyes were red and dark circles were prominent under his bright blue eyes. his brown hair was a disheveled mess. he looked like he hadn’t slept for days and it was all your fault. you watched as he slowly walked to you. he pulled out the chair and sat. he lowered his head down and took a shaky breath in. you brought your hand up and started to lightly massage his scalp. “seb?” “hmm?” “im sorry.” he looked up at you, “why did you do it?” “i didn’t kiss him. he kissed me. i tried telling him that i wasn’t into him but he never listened. i tried calling you after it happened but you weren’t answering and then when you got home you wouldn’t let me explain and i’ve never seen you that angry and i was scared and then you left and i felt like i died and i just love you and please believe me. please.” you rambled on. none of what you said made sense but sebastian seemed to understand. he grabbed your shaking hands. “calm down, y/n. i’m right here. i believe you.” “you do?” “yes.” “i still hate that guy and your never allowed to see him again because if he so much as touches you i will beat the shit out of him.” “deal.” “i love you.” you told him for the billionth time. “i love you too.”

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ok i didn’t really proof read this well so there might be some mistakes but yeah.

with love~ skye. 

[unleashthemidnight]

SPN goes NSP: Guess Who’s Back (Just In Time For The Christmas) pt 2

Christmas Calendar: Masterlist SPN goes NSP: GWB part 1, part 2, part 3 Chapter name: Dinosaur Laser Fight People: Reader (x Gabriel), Winchesters, Danny Sexbang Synopsis: You were doing preparations for the Christmas celebration with Sam and Dean in the bunker when the party invitation threw you in the loop. Will you learn something new? Word count: 1100+ Warnings: Crack, language, song lyrics usage, The Frying Pan™ Notes: This is second part of the GWB and also part of the Christmas Calendar. NSP is amazing band called NinjaSexParty, whose songs, covers and music videos I have used. Songs are listed at the end of the fic. I would like to thank @serendiptious-esparza for helping me do some references by answering my questions; thank you darling <3 Here we go again, hope you all enjoy! This is still the shit that no one asked for. Reblogs and comments are loved Do not repost

It had been years since you were in school. Your hunting days happened shortly after graduation so you basically had more typical childhood and teen years compared to Winchesters. Sometimes you wondered how life would have been if you hadn't choose the hunter life. Would it have been even possible to just not do it? Would you have managed to avoid it all? You would probably have job from your field and somesort of apartment somewhere, maybe a significant other to go on your days and roam different stores and cities with. Someone who would hold your hand and whose hugs would tell you that everything would be okay. Someone who you would kiss in the rain. The things that you had with Gabriel. It would have meant that you wouldn't have met him. It would have meant that you wouldn't have met the Winchesters. You wouldn't have met Castiel. Sure you wouldn't have got yourself hurt multiple times and suffered from the pain unimaginable to most people, but thinking about your loved ones and not meeting them, the thought of that... You didn't regret any of that.

The hunter life wasn't easy, it never is. As much as you had have horror and pain in your life that you couldn't talk about to the most of the population, you didn't want to change a thing. You loved your memories. They made you the person who you were today. And you loved your brothers. They might have not been your real brothers, but family didn’t end with blood. And there you were now, back at the school, waking up at the familiar school desk near the windows in the backrow. Whiteboard, maps on the wall, cheap shelf for the books about different things. The technology was advanced since you had been in school but this classroom still used ever so familiar older school technology, the ones you could always seen in tumblr posts. The teacher’s desk was a mess; unfinished papers, tests to have, pens everywhere else than in the holder. Under one tipped over paper pile you could see handle of the… frying pan? What the... Your eyes soon found Sam and Dean next to you at the same row. ”Where are we?” you asked. ”Uh, school?” Sam answered shrugging his shoulders. ”Oh, are we now.” Sam received annoyed blank stare and sigh from you as you channeled your inner assistant district attorney from Manhattan. ”I just really - Wh- Why I can't move?” The boys didn't know and couldn't move either. As you tried to free yourself from the invisible force, other people, students by the looks of them, started to come in and found their own desks. You quickly decided to see where everything would go while Sam was more interested in what he would learn. The teacher walked in. You, Dean and Sam looked at each other not sure of what you were actually seeing. ”Hello class. I'm sorry but your normal professor couldn't be here today. So I'm your substitude teacher, Danny Sexbang, and this ninja science lesson's gonna rock your world. Are you ready to learn?! Alright, don't care, let's hit it!” Danny welcomed everyone. The substitude teacher was the same man as the host in the garage party. This time he had proper clothes on, a suit that would actually fit for the teaching job. 10 points to Gryffindor, you mentally noted. Only two things had remained the same with your jumping in different places: Danny Sexbang and the frying pan. By the process of elimination you made determinations on who just might be behind of the party invitation and knew more than wanted to tell. It has to be the frying pan. Everytime you tried to ask about something about the party invitation or the world shifting from your “teacher”, most peculiar things happened that either stopped you from asking things or you couldn't understand the response so you basically gave up with that. Maybe when class would be over, you could actually move and ask questions from other people. You didn't pay any attention to the teaching, Dean slept and Sam was naturally making notes on the papers that he had borrowed from another student. Sam said that he might as well make use of the situation when you couldn't leave. Danny walked over to your desk. ”Am I in trouble Mr. Sexbang?” you looked at him while playing your innocent card that was very familiar from your actual school days. Maybe you should have become an actor. Maybe you would have ended up getting a role as Marla McGowan on Broadway or the role of the doctor in The Normal Heart. ”Uh-huh,” Danny's voice got your attention again, ”But as much as I like to gaze into your beautiful starry eyes, I need you to close them and travel back in time with me for the next history lesson,” Danny answered to your question and whispered to your ear, ”It's gonna blow your mind.” Something in that made you shiver but still trust him. You closed your eyes. ”It was very ordinary day, day like this one at Dinosaur High, when stegosaurus raised his hand and called for high-fives. Tyrannosaurus saw this and got pissed because his tiny wrists caused his high-five to miss and he was like ”Fuck this!” Oh yeah, oh Hells yeah, it was classic old school futuristic prehistoric throwdown known as Dinosaur Laser Fight! But it was quiet because in space there's no sound. Did I mention that this took place in space? It did. Also, there were robots and sharks. It was a goddamn, balls out Dinosaur Laser Fight in space, with sharks - -” ”Doctor Sexbang, did this really happen?” one of the other students asked interrupting the monologue. The question made you open your eyes. You really wanted to see Danny's reaction. ”Uh, yeah. It's fucking science. Just ask Albert Einstein, he invented space. So shut your face,” Danny answered hurt from the question that interrupted his historically accurate storytelling, and then continued, ”- - and then bunch of fuckin' aliens from Mars showed up all ripping solos on V-neck quitars. The dinos, the sharks and the robots saw that the aliens came in peace so THEY KILLED THEM WITH LASERS. HOLY SHIT, CAN YOU IMAGINE THAT!?” The yelling managed to wake Dean up. ”And then they had a giant laser party. A Dinosaur Laser Party. The end. The assigment is to write 10 page analysis of one of the aspect of the aftermath of this fight. Mostly about the party. Make sure to add pictures so I don't fall asleep while reading those.” ”What did I miss?” Dean asked still half-asleep from you two. ”Just a punch of non-sense really,” Sam sighed disappointed. ”Mister Winchester, are you saying that my teachings don't meet your standards? This might not be Stanford but it doesn't mean you could be disrespectful,” Danny spoke to Sam making all of you tense up. Seeing your faces made Danny chuckle. Oh, he would have fun with this if the circumstances were different. ”Well then, I take that you won't do that again. Class dismissed.” For the third time, the world shifted making the classroom and everyone around you to disappear.

Christmas Calendar tag: @sumara62, @authoressskr, @be-fantastic, @pizzamanteachings Gabe tag: @nobodys-baby-now, @dlb1999 Hit me with ask or message if you would like to join!

NinjaSexParty's songs used in this fic, not in order

Dinosaur Laser Fight x

The Decision x

Ninja Brian was so Ninja that you couldn't see him in the locker that was in the hallway. The place where you never went.

[sasspotatodoesthings]

Killing Book

Aka, the Death Note movie released this year. Now, I like Death Note (the anime of course). I watched it when I was like 12 or something and it introduced to the world of gory anime. So as you can expect, I was upset at seeing this movie, seeing the wrong things in the trailer and knowing it would be even more wrong in the movie. I was interested though, as one would be interested in watching a kid harmlessly fall so you can snicker at them. I avoided the movie even if I wanted to see the train wreck it was. But tonight, at somewhere around nine pm I decided NO MORE! I shall watch the movie and tell my friend how bad it was. We’ll be calling her Friend. I skype messaged her (i know who uses skype anymore? i do. because im lazy and dont want to change to discord) while watching it. Sadly she left early because she sleeps waaaaay earlier than I do. So at some point I’m just talking to myself. Just to let you know. Enjoy my ramblings.

WARNING: Obviously lots of death is mentioned. Also, if you liked the anime of Death Note, do NOT watched this movie. It’s horrible.

So this was taken directly from skype, with VERY little editing (just small things like personal stuff etc.) and it is rude, crude and not pleasant to look at. I tend to message a lot, in segments and that is was what made this so long. You have been warned.

Me: so I'm finally watching the death note movie Me: and I might rant at you a bit Me: first, its set in Washington in seattle Me: and lights fuckin blond frosted highlights Me: why

Friend: so Friend: 10/10

Me: its the best start a movie could ever have Me: so light is bullied and does homework for other classmates Me: who is this man? this isn't the light I know

Friend: maybe Friend: maybe Friend: just maybe Friend: someone kidnapped him

Me: god and now he likes this fark haired girl Me: dark Me: light loves no one Me: his heart is too icy to love Me: if only he was kidnapped Me: then at least he would break out and kill the person impersonating him

Friend: does he have the death note?

Me: yeah Me: its so different Me: its not the same at all Me: its like they just took the concept and fucked it Me: so the death note looks used even tho I pretty sure it was blank in the anime

Friend: it's for the money

Me: shit dude ryuk is in the house

Friend: is ryuk still cool thougj

Me: and light just fell over and is now running away Me: idk we'll see

Friend: does he still freak out over apples

Me: maybe Me: didn't ryuk show himself in lights room? Me: cause right now he's in school at detention Me: oh ryuk ate the apple

Friend: they met in his room

Me: welp here they met at detention

Friend: also it's to soon for light to know ryuk's obsession with apples

Me: its waaay too soon Me: I'm 10 minutes in Me: light didn't know ryuk for awhile Me: not almost immediately after getting the death note Me: also ryuk is persuading light into using it Me: anime light did not hesitate to kill a motherfuker Me: didn't need a demon to tell him what to do

Friend: wait Friend: what about the chip scene

Me: oh Me: what] Me: the Me: FUCK Me: they've ruined it

Friend: THE CHIP SCENE!?

Me: wasn't it a rule that if you put someone name without a death, theyd die of a heart attack like an hour later Me: well Me: fuck that rule Me: doesn't exist Me: they die by random bullshit means

Friend: WHAT?!?!!?

Me: also Me: no chip scene Me: yet Me: I'm waiting Me: anime light waited until he got home to kill a guy Me: but movie light was still at school and watched him die Me: heres what happened that absolutely gets rid of the heart attack rule Me: so a couple of kids had a basketball and dropped it when a woman's bags of groceries ripped Me: the kid chased after the ball into the street, where a car swerved to miss him Me: another car coming the opposite way swerved to miss the car and hit a parked car Me: a ladder on top of the crashed car got loose and decapitated the guy whose name was written Me: instantly after his name was written Me: wtf happened man

Friend: -.-

Me: also Me: apparently there are rules to the book Me: lemme get to the scene where he looked at them Me: but I know one of them was the holder of the death note can only hold it for 7 days Me: wtf?? Me: in the anime anyone could have for eternity if they wanted Friend: for as long as they lived or until they gave it up Me: atleast his dad is still a cop Me: but his mom is dead??

Friend: dfhnasjkfahdjkasdhf Friend: what

Me: by getting hit by a car by the guy he killed earlier Me: wtffffff Me: okay Me: okay Me: tell me what you get from this, its rule 65 of the book Me: "each page of the note contains the power of the whole note" Me: wtf does that mean?? Me: ooh Me: oooooooh Me: wait Me: is that the thing where you could tear a page out and it would still work? Me: wtf you gotta word it like that man

Friend: it's as bad as tests

Me: okay I got a previous rule wrong Me: it was rule 95 Me: anyone can write names in the note but only the keeper can have it longer than 7 days

Friend: -.- that's still stupid

Me: it is yeah Me: I'm pretty sure a death note was supposed to have one owner Me: I mean once you touched the paper, you were stuck with the powers until you died or gave it up Me: also Me: previous apparently wrote warning ramblings in the book for light to see Me: "don't trust ryuk"

Friend: -.- Friend: no

Me: he also said ryuk weird Me: I say ree-yook Me: he said rye-uhk

Friend: i'm sad Friend: i'm pissed

Me: and that's barely 20 mins in

Friend: need bleach?

Me: still another hour and a half left Me: god Me: 90 more mintes Me: ryuk is creepin in lights closet Me: light is offering an apple Me: ryuk is happy Me: ooh thank god Me: ryuk told light how to pronounce his name Me: I don't think I could live with light always saying his name wrong Me: ryuk looks gross Me: haven't seen him clearly yet tho Me: always in shadows

Friend: ryuk is cool

Me: movie ryuk is pretty chill Me: light has killed again Me: this time the gfather of the guy he killed ealier

Friend: is

Me: oky

Friend: is light killing innocent people

Me: heres how he died because I'm pretty sure light didn't right a death Me: not yet Me: so a couple knocked a salt shaker of a table at a restuarant Me: a waiter trips on it and bumps into the dude who will die Me: the father get knocked forward and stabs himself in the neck with a knife that he had been holding upwarrd Me: he sprays blood all over his guests and dies

Friend: why are the deaths so convoluted

Me: ryuk cackles in the background Me: I have no idea Me: wow steak sounds good right now Me: even tho I guy just died because of some Me: a Me: oops heres dark haired pretty girll in the bakground Me: she talked to light Me: wtf Me: who is this chick Me: she elooks like the next bella swan Me: turner Me: light turner Me: and her name is mia Me: what was the name of the blond girl who loved light?

Friend: yeah

Me: mia was her name? really? Me: she has no idea what a death note is Me: and light is showing it to her

Friend: fucking moron

Me: anime light would never do that Me: mia is laughing at hime Me: shit her name in the anime was misa Me: not mia Me: noe light is killing in front of mia Me: but at least hes using the news like anime light did Me: this movie is horrible

Friend: I wonder how they will ruin L Friend: i might cry at that part

Me: and I will tel you every wrong thing they do Me: so light and mia teamed up

Friend: i know you will

Me: even tho mia doesn't have a death note like anime misa did Me: and light want to kiss her Me: help Me: help Me: oh n Me: they Me: making out Me: I don't want to put skype down Me: hep Me: me

Friend: GET Friend: THE Friend: BLEACH!!!!!!!!!

Me: theyre done Me: no[e Me: not done Me: shit Me: okay Me: wait Me: stop' Me: they keep kissing Me: and its inbwteen scenes Me: so it surpried Me: me

Friend: life has no meaning

Me: okay hang on Me: how did light start getting called kira in the anime Me: didn't the public start calling that?

Friend: yea

Me: well light chose it in the movie Me: hes like Me: I want to be kalled kira Me: and now somehow the whole world knows Me: agh Me: nudity

Friend: >=c

Me: brief, dead women nudity Me: L is helping kira? Me: L informed kira of a club full of baddies

Friend: are you sure that's L

Me: yep Me: subtitles label him as L Me: here lemme send a screen shot Me: there it is Me: proven by the subtitles Me: L is originally from England right? Me: I cant tell if movie L is sitting like anime L

Friend: L is an orphan from England yes

Me: no accent Me: move L is american

Friend: i'm sorry japan

Me: gotta apologise to the mangaka who wrote death note

Friend: who

Me: idk their name

Friend: who the hell made the decision to make them..

Me: I have no idea Me: eath note was done and over years before they made this movie Me: why did they make it now?

Friend: money

Me: fuck the money Me: at least follow the god damn plot

Friend: yeah

Me: they used the right logo for L Me: that's nice Me: to see somethingsimilar Me: ugh Me: L is such a pig in the movie Me: hes got candy everywhere and is eating it messily Me: anime L was careful and deliberate

Friend: yeah

Me: ugh Me: they say "fuck" is this movie too much

Friend: i'm going to bed. you can keep ranting and i will respond tomorrow

After this point, it’s just me ranting so there will be no more Me: going on. Just a series of messages one after the other.

kay okay wait this was funny the movie did a funny so lights dad is meeting L in L's big fancy hideout and lights dad has his hand held out and and ice cream is just silently put in his hand with no information about it no one says a word about it he just holds the ice cream now L is speaking to a million reporters in broad daylight outside and movie L doesn't sit exactly the same as anime L hes in the same pose as anime L but movie L sits on his butt instead of sitting/squatting on his feet in the chair if that makes any sense L is calling out kira on the news ryuk likes L so apparently to kill using the book, you need a name AND a face but I'm pretty sure in the anime you only needed a name and now L isn't even sitting right hes lounging LOUNGING also mia cant see ryuk even tho shes touched the note book all the rules have been tossed out the window mia stole the book and is killing all the investigating agents oh siiit mia didn't do it ryuk did ryuk killed 13 people and now hes telling light to let the note go anime ryuk didn't do this he wanted light to have the note mia wants to kill lights dad so light and L have met in public and they fightin and light is being sooo suspicious they've got the weather in this movie right tho its constantly rainging shit mia told light she loved him and they making out now so if you write a name and burn the page before the person dies, theyre spared. but you can only do this once so many dumb rules  what I don't understand is why they changed misa's name to mia but didn't changed light's misa is a way more normal name than light why change it?? okay now movie L is sitting like in the anime lights dad is beating L down L is threatening light and light is acting as innocent as possible ryuk is meddling in lights plans lemme tell you those plans light write the name of L' assistant, having him find L's name and then tell light but ryuk is there to screw things up oh shit ryuk took the page with L's assisatants name on it so mia betrayed light light wanted to save watari watari is L's assitant but mia and ryuk messed that up ooooh shiiiiit mia did kill all those agents she killed 13 people not ryuk oooh L is angry that watari is dead and mia is trying to kill light hope he kills her instead L is gonna hunt light down L is driving angrily through the streets just rmapgaing dude rampaging now L is chasing light on foot 20 mins left no chip scene (note: really sad there wasn’t any chip scene) L is confrtoning light but light is saved by one of his many admirerers mia is trying to take the book and theyre fighting at the top of a ferris wheel light put mias name in the book she dead the ferris wheel deatached so now its slowly falling ryuk is manipulating the ferris wheel mia is hanging out of the pod thing light dropped her light fell mia died in an explosion of flowers light landed in water the book did too now L' there the page containg lights name is burning and L saw the page buring some old guy just picked up the washed up death note this new guy is carrying on kira's duty while light is in a coma now he's returning the book back to light oh light woke up L knows that mia was involvev involved lights dad knows he knows now light is gonna tell his dad how it works okay wait some exposition is going down and you need to know what is up so mia wrote that light's heart would stop at midnight so to fix that light chose a rapist who had connections to a hospital to save light when he fell in the water, give him cpr and keep light in a medically induced coma hospital guy commits suicide then light writes a pedophile mailman gets the note book on the shore, writes criminals names to keep up the act while light is in a coma, gives the death note back and commits suicide then he writes when mia takes the note book from light, she falls, tears the page with lights name on it that then the page is burned, light lands safely in water and mia dies instantly when she hits the ground L found the page with watari's name and all the agent's names L angry at light hes laughing crazily L looked like he was gonna write light's name but then the credits are going ooh that was interesting they showed behind the scenes stuff while playing the credits but it was done in a way I hadn't seen before they were like flashing it on screen inbetween credits, only a few seconds at a time got to see how they did ryuk which was cool god damnit they never showed if L wrote light's name or not I'm guessing not I waited through 5 mins of creits for thi why so light didn't kill any innocent people huh but mia sure did so my rating is 0/10 this wasn't death note this was like like some knock off version called'killing book' hope your happy that L is alive tho didn't have to kill himself like anime L did unless that was what the end implied hang on imma see if movie L killed himself too well Wikipedia doesn't say anything but we all know how reliable Wikipedia is that was a real joy ride hope you enjoyed my ramblings even thought half of them prob don't make sense

[starless-chasm]

Year-end Book (and Book Blogging) Survey


It's the last day of December! Before I go all dramatic and revisit my IELTS-ful year, I mean not-so-eventful offline memory lane, I’ll just do some “book business” and answer this year-end literary survey. I’ve seen this posted in my tumblr dash so I guess I’ll answer it. Apologies in advance…I may be publishing a lot of entries today. I'm trying to be productive, but hey, thanks for understanding! :)) 
1. The Best Book You Read In 2017? 
This question is probably one of the pet peeves I will never ever be able to avoid. It never fails to render me speechless every time—not in a good way, obviously—it feels like you're being asked who your favorite son/daughter amongst your kids...no, you can't just do that - so many to choose from! Haha. That said, I have a lot of favorites in different genre. 
•The Hate You Give by Angie Thomas
•A Court of Mist and Fury by Sarah J. Maas
•Six of Crows by Leigh Bardugo 
2. The Most Disappointing Book or a Book You Wish You Loved More Than You Did? 
The Gentleman's Guide To Vice And Virtue by Mackenzi Lee. I really wish I could like it more just like what people in the internet are saying. Don’t get me wrong, I didn’t hate it, I just don't like it. Runner-up’s Renee Ahdieh’s The Rose and the Dagger. This is the sequel to The Wrath And The Dawn which I truly loved as it's a re-telling of my favorite fairytale of all time: One Thousand And One Nights. I was smitten with Ahdieh's oh-so-surreal work on the first book, but this one’s an exception. There’s just something…off about it. 
3. Most surprising (in a good way!) book of 2017? 
Simon vs the Homo Sapiens Agenda by Becky Albertalli. I first picked up this book last year and only got to read its first chapter. I really don't know why I did it. Haha. Then early this year, I wouldn’t have picked this book back if it solely brandished a regular soulmate formula, but the nerd factor involved in its blurb (and its title, duh!) convinced me to try it one last time. It was amazing, and not just in a geeky kind of way. Also in a flabbergasted oh-my-god-it-shattered-my-heart-but-still-made-me-smile-at-the-end kind of way.
Runners-up are: the YA book Turtles All The Way Down by John Green, and The Sun Is Also A Star by Nicola Yoon. 
4. Book you recommended to people most in 2017? 
I will never stop recommending The Hate You Give. In fact, I can almost see myself still recommending it in 2018. Also, on top of my list is the poetry book The Princess Saves Herself On This One by Amanda Lovelace and The Wrinkle In Time by Madeliene L'Engle. Oh, and also Sally Thorne's The Hating Game! Because they’re awesome, okay? Just spreading the love, ‘ya know. Same with all of John Green’s. Yeah, I roll like that. 
5. Best series you discovered in 2017?
Right, I’m going to cheat again because there’s a lot of good series in different genres I discovered this year: 
• A Court Of Thorns and Roses trilogy by Sarah J Maas (young adult fantasy, science fiction).
•Six of Crows duology by Leigh Bardugo (young adult fantasy, science fiction).
•To All The Boys I Loved Before trilogy by Jenny Han (young adult fiction) 
6. Favorite new authors you discovered in 2017? 
Markus Zusak, Sarah J Maas, Leigh Bardugo, Becky Albertalli, Nicola Yoon, Jennifer L. Armentrout, Khaleed Hosseini, Rupi Kaur and Madeleine L'Engle. 
7. Best book that was out of your comfort zone or was a new genre for you? Actually, I have a problem with going out of my comfort zone in terms of reading ever since I can remember. But let's see, I'd like to try reading a lot of biographies next year, then I'll get back to this question. 
8. Most thrilling, unputdownable book in 2017? 
Hmm, in terms of unputdownability (gads, I love the word), I guess the award’s going to Leigh Bardugo's Six of Crows series and Lauren Oliver’s Before I Fall (yep, I liked Oliver’s debut novel more than her famed dystopian book). They’re just so gripping! 
9. Book you most anticipated in 2018?
Puddin' by Julie Murphy. Come on—Murphy's writing another YA story after her debut novel Side Effects May Vary? Who can’t NOT get excited by that? I hope I can get through next year.
10. Favorite cover of a book you read in 2017? 
Unfortunately, this is not the version I own. I have the American edition, the one with the dominoes on the cover. The Book Thief has a total of 35 editions and I specially adore the UK Adult Edition. I mean, how can you not love this edition? There’s just something about it that really appeals to me. Dancing with Death, even in illustrations, look so morbidly beautiful and poetic. I'm still hoping I can find the UK Edition though.
11. Most memorable character in 2017?
Unfair! Just one? If this survey is going to continue having questions like this one, I have no choice but to cheat. Just lemme do it, mkay? 
• Kaz Brekker from Six of Crows Duology by Leigh Bardugo.
• Feyre Acheron and Rhysand from A Court Of Thorns And Roses Trilogy by Sarah J Maas. Well, I specially love Feyre—just the fact that she may be my fictional alter ego if I were to be chucked in the pages of a young-adult fantasy book. She’s feisty, and she believes she can forge her own destiny. She reminds me of myself in so many ways.
• Simon Spier from Simon vs the Homo Sapiens Agenda.
12. Most beautifully written book read in 2017? 
The Wrath and the Dawn (need I say more?),The Book Thief until I got my hands on this I’ve never enjoyed reading a Death anthropomorph narrating a story that ever exceeded the one in Gaiman’s The Sandman graphic novels). 
13. Book that had the greatest impact on you in 2017? 
You wouldn’t be mad if I say it’s one of the books above, right? Haha. 
14. Book you can’t believe you waited UNTIL 2017 to finally read? 
The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath. I should have read this a long time ago! 
15. Favorite Passage/Quote From A Book You Read In 2017? 
from Lauren Oliver’s Before I Fall: “Most of the time—99 percent of the time—you just don’t know how and why the threads are looped together, and that’s okay. Do a good thing and something bad happens. Do a bad thing and something good happens. Do nothing and everything explodes. And very, very rarely—by some miracle of chance and coincidence, butterflies beating their wings just so and all the threads hanging together for a minute—you get the chance to do the right thing.” 
from Markus Zusak, The Book Thief: "I wanted to tell the book thief many things, about beauty and brutality. But what could I tell her about those things that she didn't already know? I wanted to explain that I am constantly overestimating and underestimating the human race-that rarely do I ever estimate it. I wanted to ask her how the same thing could be so ugly and so glorious, and its words and stories so damning and brilliant."
I could add more, but I’ll just leave it at two. 
16. Book That You Read In 2011 That Would Be Most Likely To Reread In 2012? 
Not counting the ones I repeated more than twice above, I guess I’ll reread Simon vs the Homo Sapiens Agenda before I watch the movie adaptation. 
17. Book That Had A Scene In It That Had You Reeling And Dying To Talk To Somebody About It? (a WTF moment, an epic revelation, a steamy kiss, etc. etc.) 
Haha! To be honest? Six of Crows duology. There’s a reason why it's my favorite this year. :p I’m always gushing about this duology—sending messages to my friends, fangirling about it online (even joining a contest where I declared my love for one them). 
18. One Book You Didn’t Get To Read In 2017 But Will Be Your Number 1 Priority in 2018? 
The Night Circus by Erin Morgenstern, The Perks of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky, The God of Small Things by Arundathi Roy, 1Q84 + a bunch of other books by Murakami. There. 
19. Book You Are Most Anticipating For 2018? 
Please refer to question no.9. 
20. One Thing You Hope To Accomplish Or Do In Your Reading/Blogging In 2018? 
Just read more, learn more, inspire more, and blog more.


[minitravellers]

So according to BBC breakfast today my generation (those born between 77 and 83) are called the Xennials - apparently we forged the way between the old & new and got the best of both worlds! We experienced a childhood of playing outside, children's TV, Mattel toys and the first home computers & consoles. Our generation saw the original Transformers, Care Bears, My Little Ponies and He-man. We adopted Cabbage Patch kids with squished faces, strange names and autographed bottoms. We had the Broom Cupboard, Going Live and Wacaday. We appreciated that we had 2 hours of tv that was just for us at the end of the school day. We sang the tunes to Willy Fogg and Dogtanian and thought that Cities of Gold would never end. We thought that Dynasty was super glamorous and Byker Grove was gritty. We all wanted to live on Ramsay Street and we cried when Scott and Charlene got married. (We secretly knew all along that Plain Jane would be pretty once she took her glasses off.) We watched Degrassi Junior High, read Sweet Valley High and wished we went to school in America. We got excited when the tv trolley was wheeled into our classrooms and had one BBC master computer that we got to use as a treat...usually to make a robot go round a maze or something equally as exciting. It didn't matter though because the BBC Master used floppy discs which were a thousand times faster than the cassettes we used on our Commodore 64s at home! We remember the countdown clock that the BBC showed before their school programmes & can remember being genuinely scared whilst watching 'Dark Towers.' The last day of school was games day and someone always brought in Screwball Scramble which nobody could ever complete! We could create our own games without staring at a computer screen. We played tag, denio 123 and British Bulldog (before the teachers banned it!) In the summertime a sprinkler could provide hours of fun. We didn't watch YouTube videos of people unboxing toys - we played with our own! A 'Choose your own Adventure' book allowed us to choose our own destiny - especially when we could go back to page 22 to avoid being killed! We learnt how to make plans without the need for WhatsApp, group messenger or email. We chatted for hours to our Friends on the land line & got yelled at by our dads when the phone bill arrived! Our friends were actual people that we knew - not online followers. We received real cards on our birthdays not text messages or exploding marshmallows and had to write actual thank you letters to our Grandma's rather than sending a message online. The postman used to come twice a day and there was no online shopping so the delivery of a parcel usually meant a present! Oh and we all really really wanted a Mr Frosty for Christmas but never ever got one! We took proper photos on actual cameras and had to wait for them to be developed before we could see how awful we looked. A 'selfie' was taken at arms length and usually came back from Truprint with an 'over exposed' sticker on it! There were no filters to disguise those spots & red eyes but on the plus side there was less embarrassment as the images would not be posted on social media for all the World to see! We had to use an actual book for our high school homework but discovered the joys of 'Ask Jeeves' as we did our A-levels - that was if our Mum wasn't on the phone hogging our dial up internet connection. At university we typed our essays & dissertations on a word processor as there were no laptops. We queued up to use the computer suites but spent most of our time sending long emails to other friends at uni rather than doing any work! We owned mobile phones that could not fit in your pocket and could only text people on the same network as you. We spent hours playing Snake on our Nokia 3310s. We all knew someone who had a pager but we could never really see the point in them! We grew up watching the greatest films ever made; Ghostbusters, The Goonies, Grease and Gremlins. We all watched Karate Kid and believed we could be a champion too because we could 'wax on...wax off.' We watched Dirty Dancing and hoped that one day we would have a holiday romance with a Patrick Swayze look a like. We watched the Back to The Future trilogy and worked out how old we would be in 2015 which seemed so far away. We grew up with an awareness of the World that our parents did not have. We giggled at 'Position of the fortnight' in More magazine and all read 'Forever' by Judy Bloom, but were still innocent enough to be shocked by Zammo's drug addiction on Grange Hill, PJ being shot in the eye with a paintball gun and the uncensored lyrics to 'Don't stop' (wiggle wiggle) by the Outhere Brothers. And as for the naked man playing tennis on the beach in the early sex education videos we watched at school - we were totally traumatised!! We also grew up to be more considerate of others. We remember the original Band Aid single and all the subsequent re-releases (even the dodgy 1990 version featuring Bros & Sonia) We can recall the horror we felt when John Craven showed us images of starving children in Ethiopia. We were the Blue Peter 'Bring & Buy sale' generation raising money for wells in Africa & orphans in Romania. We were fearful when we heard about the hole in the Ozone layer and embraced the 'No animal testing' mantra of the Body Shop. We saw the first televised lesbian kiss on Brookside, watched Mark die of AIDS on Eastenders and saw the demise of the old-school racist, homophobic & sexist comedians. We remember when a 10 penny mix up bought you 10 (or more!) sweets! When a MrFreeze cost 5p and Curly Wurlys were really long! We know the excitement of opening a box of cereal to retrieve the free gift hidden inside. We remember proper milk bottles on the doorstep & Barr pop where you got 20p back when you returned the bottle. We can never hear the words 'Accrington Stanley' without replying 'Who are they?' In a dodgy scouse accent. We didn't wear the most stylish of clothes & we never posted photos to share our daily outfits. Tammy Girl was the only place to shop till you fitted into Topshop sizes. A gift basket from Body Shop was the ultimate birthday gift and we slathered ourselves in Dewberry, White Musk, Exclaimation & Impulse believing that one day a stranger would actually stop to give us flowers on the street just like the advert. We made the move from vinyl to cassette and Cd. The Walkman was the ultimate accessory and we taped the top 40 every Sunday desperately trying to avoid the DJs voice! We read Smash Hits and Look In and tried to learn all the words to 'Joe le Taxi' because Vanessa Paradis seemed so sexy & aloof. We hoped one day that a boyfriend would present us with a mix tape but in the meanwhile we made our own. We boosted our cd collections by repeatedly subscribing to Brittania Music. Of course we now all have iTunes but we still can't bring ourselves to throw away our cd collections! We went to university before tuition fees and bought houses before prices became inaccessible. We watched Big Brother when it was good and cheered when Craig ousted Nasty Nick. We saw people become famous because they were talented - not just because they appeared on a reality show. We were old enough to be out partying on Millenium Eve and were relieved that the World did not succumb to the Millennium bug after all; no planes fell out of the sky and no nuclear bombs were launched by accident! We travelled more than our parents did thanks to the emergence of budget airlines, teletext holidays, inter-railing, Club 18-30 and Twentys. We thought we were so independent but still wanted our dads to drive us to the airport & still had to give our parents 'three rings' to let them know we had arrived safely. So yes, to all those who like me were the babies of the late 1970s, the children of the 80s, the teens of the 90s and the young adults of the new millenium, I think we did get the best deal. More technically savvy than our parents but experienced enough to know that social media & technology are not the be all and end all. To be honest I am pretty proud to be a Xennial - aren't you? http://ift.tt/2t37FoE