#also the outfit for her parade tomorrow?!

[anxiousbabybird]

I’m weirdly proud of this but I had to make a “shoebox float” for my nieces Kindergarten Derby parade at school tomorrow and I’m showing everyone 😂

In other news, I’ve realized I’m going to be a super competitive mom one day and that definitely made me think of some HCs with the men I love tonight lol

[britneyshakespeare]

it's been a day and i'm still extremely over the moon about the titian ponytail barbie i got yesterday at the flea market

[vodika-vibes]

Congratulations on your 650 followers Vodika! I bring you a request. May I please have a fairy tale AU with Jango Fett. Jango is the king of Mandalore and he hires you as his son's caretaker. As you spend more time with Boba and Jango the two of you fall in love with one another and even though you are just a commoner and Jango can have any woman he wants all Jango wants is to marry you and make you his queen.

Once again congratulations Vodika! I look forward to reading all of your requests once they are finished ❤️

Cin Vhetin

Summary: After losing your well-paying career as an in-home nanny due to a lie, you’re forced to move in with your older sister just to make ends meet. You’re about to give up on ever finding another job when your sister brings you an opportunity that you can’t turn down.

Pairing: Jango Fett x F!Reader

Word Count: 2958

Prompt: Fairy Tale AU

Warnings: None

Tagging: @trixie2023 @n0vqni @imabeautifulbutterfly

A/N: Alright, I've had this mostly written for days now, I just couldn't get the final section to come out right. But I'm finally happy with it! So I hope you like it!

“I’m home~”

You look up from where you’re putting the finishing touches on tonight's dinner as your sister waltzes into the kitchen, a broad grin on her face. “Welcome back,” You greet tiredly, “You’re in a good mood, Rayne.”

“Of course I am, I got to see my future husband-”

“You mean the one who doesn’t know you exist? That future husband?”

“Hush, stop raining on my parade.” She spins around the kitchen, as though she’s still a teenager and not a woman nearing forty. “Anyway, I saw my beloved. And we had a conversation.”

“Oh?”

“He asked me if I wanted two loaves of bread or if one would be enough for tonight.”

“Sis, that isn’t talking, that’s him doing his job.” You counter with a roll of your eyes, “But continue.”

“It’s a step up.” She huffs as she stops spinning and flings her arms around your shoulders in a tight hug, “But, much more importantly. I signed you up for an interview at the palace tomorrow.”

“You what?!” You spin and glare at her, “An interview for what?”

“Don’t freak out,” She says as she jabs her finger in your face, “I’m doing you a favor.”

“Rayne!”

She rolls her eyes, “As you know, King Jango now has an infant son, and he needs a skilled nanny for Prince Boba. And you, my darling baby sister, are a skilled nanny and governess.” 

“Yeah, aside from the fact that I was fired from my last job.”

“Okay, so you weren’t fired because of anything you did, first of all. Those people lied about you and ruined your reputation, and this is an excellent way to repair that.” Rayne says as she places her hands on her hips, “Also, I know you’re doing your best to get a job and everyone is denying you because of the rumors, but I really think that this is the way to go.”

“If I get denied because of this lie—”

“You won’t,” Rayne reassures. “Your skill speaks for itself. And the King is rumored to be a discerning man.” She places her hands on your shoulders, “Will you go?”

You sigh, “Yeah. Okay.”

She squeals and flings her arms around you, “Oh, you won’t regret this, I know it.” Rayne releases you and claps her hands in front of her face, “Now, your interview is at the end of the day tomorrow, do you have a proper outfit to wear? I know you prefer your tunics, leggings, and boots. But do you have any skirts?”

“You know I don’t.” You say with a sigh, “I have a nice tunic and leggings that I can wear tomorrow. It’ll be fine.” Rayne opens her mouth to say something, but you cut her off, “I know you’re worried, but my clothes will be fine.”

She sighs and folds her arms, “I know, I know. I just…you’ve been so unhappy since you lost your last job. I’ve been worried.”

You make a face, “Well, the rumors weren’t kind to me, Rayne.”

“No, they weren’t.” She takes your hands and squeezes them, “I’ll leave you to your cooking, alright? I need to tend to the garden and then get cleaned up. Call me when dinner is done?”

“I always do.”

Rayne smiles at you and turns to leave the room, and then she pauses and looks at you, “Vod’ika,” you start at the familiar word falling from her lips, “Our buir’e would be proud of the woman you’ve become. I know I am.”

Your face heats and you avert your gaze, “You think so?”

“I know so.” Rayne hurries over to you and presses a light kiss to your temple. “Now, I do have to tend to the garden. Are you good?”

You smile at her, “Yeah. I’m good.” You watch as she leaves the room and then turn your attention back to the meal you’re preparing. You are so lucky that your sister is such an amazing person.  You’re never going to be able to pay her back.

The next day, your sister walks you to the palace, where you join the veritable army of other women who have applied for the position. “Are you sure you don’t want me to wait?” Rayne asks as she tucks some hair out of your face, “I don’t mind.”

“I’m sure. You have better things to do than wait hours for me to finish my interview, Rayne. And I know you have some things you need to do.”

“Well, yes-”

“Don’t worry about me.” You reassure her, “I’ll be okay. I’ve done this before after all.”

Rayne sighs, “Alright. I’ll see you this evening then. I love you.”

“Love you too.” You watch as Rayne hurries into the crowd and you settle back to wait for your turn. You know it’ll be a long wait.

King of Mandalore, Jango Fett, leans back in his chair as the most recent interviewee is escorted from the room. He pinches the bridge of his nose as he tries to stem the growing migraine.

“Well, this is going splendidly,” Miles notes dryly, “Half of those women have never seen a child, and the other half would be bad fits for living in the palace.”

Jango grunts, and then drops his hand, “You heard the woman who claims that children need a firm hand?”

“Oh yes,” Miles’ smile isn’t nice, “I made a note of that.”

“How many more?”

“Just the one,” Miles replies.

“And what do we know about her?”

“She’s quite the talented nanny,” He replies, “Has been caring for children since she was a child, used to Nanny for the Kryze clan.”

Jango lifts his head, “Used to?”

“There were some allegations of inappropriate behavior. Rumors and hearsay, mostly. Though, there are quite a few notes here, from a lot of people, indicating that those rumors and allegations are nothing more than lies.”

“Shocking, someone from the Kryze family lying.”

“Hm, if only we could power your kingdom with sarcasm-” Miles counters, just as sarcastically.

“Yeah, yeah.” Jango glances at the peacefully slumbering Boba, and then looks at Miles, “Well, we might as well get this over with. Call her in.”

Miles nods, once, and leaves the room.

He’s gone for almost five minutes, though Jango knows that’s because Miles is doing his pre-screening. Something that he started after the second woman let slip that she was looking for a title and a crown.

Honestly, he’s never going to get used to these leeches. Being a member of the royal family is hardly worth all that.

He sits up when the door opens, and Miles steps into the room, looking very smug. Trailing behind him is a young woman. Her hair is neatly pulled out of her face, and her clothes are neat, but don’t hang overly loose.

And, unlike most everyone else, her gaze skips right over him to focus on Boba. 

That, by itself, moves her to the top of the list.

“The last applicant, your Majesty,” Miles says with a gesture towards the young woman, and then he bows and leaves the room.

“His name is Boba,” Jango says, “He’s only a couple of weeks old.”

The corners of her lips turn down thoughtfully, “Forgive me for saying so, but having such a young baby around so many people is not safe for him.” 

Jango leans back in his seat, and a small smirk plays on his lips. Negative reputation or not, his estimation of her is going higher and higher. “I haven’t been allowing anyone to hold him.”

“Well, that’s something I suppose.” She finally turns her gaze to him and offers a shallow, but respectful curtsy. “I apologize, then.”

“There’s no need for that.” Jango scans her thoughtfully. She is young, but she looks tired. And her clothes hang on her, as though she’s recently lost a lot of weight. Or the clothes used to belong to someone else. “You were looking out for my son.”

He picks up her resume and motions for her to take a seat, which she does.

“I have your resume here,” He says, “And, honestly, I have a hard time believing that you don’t already have a job. Nannying since you were a teenager. A qualified governess in your own right. You’ve nannied for some very big names over the years. The most recent being the Kryze clan.”

“That’s all accurate, yes.” She replies, though her lips tighten at the mention of her previous employers. 

Jango sets the resume down on the table, “Based on your qualifications, you’re more than qualified for the job.” he says lightly, “But, understand, Boba is my only son. So I have to ask about these rumors-”

She winces and her shoulders curl in on her, “What would you like to know?”

There’s something like resigned defeat in her voice, and Jango finds himself not liking it. “What happened?”

Absently she rolls the hem of her sleeve between her fingers, “I was hired as the Nanny and Governess for Korkir Kryze three months before he was born.” She explains quietly, “I prepared the nursery, made sure that the house had everything it needed, and when he was born, I was the first one to hold him. I don’t think the Duke or the Duchess ever held him.” 

“Go on.”

“I can’t remember a single instance of his parents ever being in the same room as Korkie for longer than it took for a photo op or a meal.” She continues, “When he started talking, he called me mom. The Duchess…” She trails off, “She wasn’t happy about it.” She finally says.

“They fired you.”

“And spread rumors that I was a Noble Hunter and that I tried to seduce the Duke.” She bristles slightly, “I would never. I have enough self-respect to not try and poach from another woman-”

Jango holds up a hand, “Peace.”

She quells, though she still looks very unhappy.

“What happened after you were fired?”

“I moved in with my sister, it’s where I’ve been living.”

Jango nods thoughtfully, “This position comes with a series of rooms in the palace,” He explains, you also get two days off a week, days that you can set. You will be responsible for Boba during the day when I’m working, but you’ll only need to take him in the early mornings, evenings, or at night if I’m indisposed for some reason.”

She blinks at him, “Wait, you mean-?”

He smiles, “The position is yours, we’ll work out the rest of the hard details a bit later.”

“Thank you!”

His smile widens, “Would you like to hold Boba?”

She immediately walks over to the infant and allows Jango to place him in her arms. He watches as she adjusts his weight with the ease of someone who’s been caring for children for a long time.

“Time for the grand tour,” Jango says, “Follow me please.”

You settle into your new routine with ease. King Jango is a fine father and an even better man. He never treats you as if you’re less than him, and he listens to you if you say that there’s something wrong with Boba, or if you note that something needs to be changed.

In the 6 months that you’ve worked for him, you come to realize that you’ve never been as comfortable working for a family as you do when working for the King.

And yes, there is something of a small crush there. But you would never dream of risking your job in the hopes of catching his eye.

At 6 months old, Boba can roll over in both directions, and he babbles, though he still isn’t quite at the talking stage. More importantly, he’s learned stranger anxiety. Luckily, you’re not a stranger and he reaches for you as often as he reaches for his father.

Right now, though, Boba’s asleep in his crib and you’re organizing his nursery.

It’s one of the few nights where Jango isn’t able to put Boba down for the night, though, knowing the King, he’ll pop in as soon as he’s done in his meeting.

And, true to your expectations, half an hour later the nursery door opens. 

The King offers you a tired smile, and then walks over to the crib to peer down at the baby, “How was he today?”

“A little grumpy.” You reply, “But he settled around noon time.”

“That’s good.” You watch as Jango smoothes a curl off of Boba’s forehead, “I’m sorry I wasn’t able to put him down for the night.”

“It happens,” You reply lightly, you slip a couple more diapers into the drawer, and then you glance at him, “It’s been happening a lot these last couple of weeks.” You note, almost absently.

It’s an offer for him to confide in you if he wants.

Jango sighs, “It has, yes.” He falls silent for a moment, “I know I only hired you to take care of Boba, but it’d be nice to have someone to talk to. Someone who’s not involved.”

You finish folding Boba’s clothes and put them in the dresser before you turn to look at him, “I’m always happy to listen, Jango.” You make sure the baby monitor is on, and then follow him out of Boba’s nursery and into Jango’s suites.

You sink onto one of the plush couches as he offers you a glass of juice, before he sits next to you, “The Council, and Miles, are pushing me to get married.” Jango says.

“I wasn’t aware that you had a partner,” You note thoughtfully as you take a sip of the juice and set the cup on the table.

“I don’t. That’s the problem.”

“You’re the King, if you want them to stop just tell them.”

“Sadly, it doesn’t work like that. They have lists of women who might be interested in marrying me, but—” He shakes his head.

“But you’re not interested.”

“I’m not blind, I’m well aware that I could have any noblewoman that I wanted. The problem is that I don’t want any of them.”

“May I ask why not?” You ask, curious.

“Boba.”

You exhale slowly, “Okay, that’s fair.”

“Plus, I have no interest in firing you. And the last thing I want is to put you in another situation like the Kryze situation.”

“That’s kind of you, Jango. But I really shouldn’t be a consideration in this.”

“Why not? You’re basically Boba’s mother at this point.”

You laugh softly, “That’s going to get me in trouble, I know it.”

Jango leans back for a moment, his dark eyes scanning you, “I lied.”

“About?”

“Not wanting any woman specifically.” Jango clarifies, “There’s one woman I’m interested in.”

“Okay, so you should talk to her.”

“I am.”

“Oh. Oh!” Your face heats and you press your hands against your cheeks, “Me. You mean me.”

Jango chuckles softly, though there’s nothing unkind there, “I do mean you.”

“But I’m just a nanny.”

“So? My parents were farmers, it was my adoptive dad who made me King.” Jango shifts on the couch so that his knees are almost touching you, “Boba loves you. And you’ve managed to keep me sane these last six months.”

“I don’t know anything about ruling a kingdom.”

“You don’t have to, that will remain my job.” Jango’s warm fingers brush against your cheek, “Tell me you’re not interested, and I’ll never mention it again.”

You stare at him, “I just…why me?”

“Because you’re you. Because the idea of you not being in my life makes me miserable.” Jango’s fingers slide across your lips.

“People will make assumptions—”

“Let them. So long as we both know the truth,” Jango leans in, his lips hovering just over yours, “You are the one I want. The only one I want.”

A soft sigh falls from your lips, “Jango—”

You’re not able to finish your thought, as his lips catch yours in a gentle, almost chaste, kiss. Your hands come up to lightly press against his cheeks, and then one of your hands slides to card through his curls.

Jango releases a low groan, the kiss deepening as he leans you back, so you’re lying on the couch and he’s supporting his weight on his elbows. He lightly nips your lower lip and then soothes the sore spot with his tongue.

You don’t mean to release the breathy whine at the feel of his teeth against you, but you do, and Jango practically collapses on you with a deep appreciative moan.

His lips move to your throat, and you gasp when he bites down on the sensitive skin located there, intent on leaving a mark.

You know that he would keep going and that you would let him when the baby monitor releases a little noise, and you both still at the sound of Boba waking up. 

He stares down at you, and you blink up at him, “I need to go get him,” You whisper. 

“Yeah.” Jango kisses you one more time, “We’ll have to continue this later. If you want?”

“Well,” You smile at him shyly, “I wouldn’t say no.”

He flashes an eager, and boyish, grin. “I can’t wait,” Jango murmurs as he climbs off of you and allows you to grab the baby monitor to hurry to the nursery.

And, when Jango joins you in the nursery half an hour later and wraps himself around you to watch you take care of Boba, you’re really not surprised. Just like you’re not surprised when his arms slide tightly around your waist and he holds you tightly.

You know that it’ll be a change, being in a relationship with the King. But you find yourself excited about the change, rather than anxious.

[ssa-atlas-alvez]

cowboy!reader likes pop music I've decided. he also drives a truck that looks like it's a fossil yet runs perfectly fine. he knows about horses and will try to talk about old wild west movies whenever. definitely loved woody from toy story as a kid. 1000% baby talks dogs. goes to pride parades in full colorful cowboy outfit. can do bird calls back. stress eats sunflower seeds instead of smoking. the list of ideas goes on really

- 🦦

More (Not) Allergies

Okay, so I've only focused on the pop music for this one. Also it directly follows from 'Alergies (Not Really)' (which wasn't titled earlier but it was the one with Mia in). But I do have them all noted down (I'm working on the sunflower seeds on at the moment).

EDIT: Sunflower seeds one is now done and available here

Warnings: minor sad reader

Word count: 621

PART ONE

Taglist: @xweirdo101x @xdark-acadamiax @ara-a-bird @heidss @chubbyboyinflannel @pendragon-writes @migwayne @bigolgay @technikerin23

"Hey, where's your cattleman?" Spencer asked as you sat down in your usual seat. 

"I er, I need to find a new one."

"Did you lose it? We've probably got time to find it before we take off-" Spencer said, already starting to stand up.

"Nah, I didn't lose it. I gave it to Mia," You said. "I'll go lookin' for a new one tomorrow,"

"Isn't that your favourite one?" JJ asked, turning to you.

"Yes ma'am," You answered, 

“Wait, is this the one you wouldn’t let any of us try on?” Derek asked, looking up from his ipod.

“That would be the one,” You said with a small nod.

“Oh man, you must be getting withdrawal,”

“A little,” You joked. "She's a special kid. Plus, I think she might’ve tried to steal it off me anyway. Y’know she called me old? Three times? Imma spring chicken,"

"I don't know about that," Emily teased, "You're nearly thirty,"

"'Scuse me ma'am, Imma spring chicken."

When the conversation dialled down, you sighed slightly, sliding your hands into your pocket out of boredom. You furrowed your eyebrows when your fingers brushed against a small chain. You gently removed it from your pocket.

"Where'd you get that chain?" You asked, seeing Mia fiddle with it, running her fingers along the links. 

She shrugged, "I found it on the floor a few years ago," 

"'s pretty," You commented, she looked at you in disbelief. "What?"

"I wore it once, it turned my skin green," 

"Maybe you're just a zombie." You said with a shrug

"Rich coming from you old man."

"Hey, you okay?" You look up at JJ in confusion and she motioned to your eyes, red and brimmed with tears.

"Oh, yeah," You clear your throat wiping your eyes slightly, "Allergies."

She has a knowing look on her face, but goes along with it. "Allergies are the worst,"

"Tell me about it." You muttered. 

"But," She whispered, despite the team chatting amongst themselves, "If you are… upset or concerned about anything, I'm always here if you want to talk about it." 

You pause for a moment, brushing your thumb against the chain as you frowned. "I-" You paused, "I dunno," You stuff the chain into your pocket as you looked at JJ, giving her a small smile. "'M fine," You gave her a nod, "Just missing ma cattleman, is all," 

"Uh-huh," JJ said with a raised eyebrow before she gave you a small smile, dropping the subject (not wanting to push you). "Alright, well, I believe we are all going for drinks, you should join us."

You look unsure for a moment before nodding, "A'right," You said, "Just don't tell my Mama I'm getting drunk,"

“Ooo cowboy’s finally gonna get drunk?” Derek asked with a grin, “How about you sing some good ol’ country music for us?”

“It’s gonna take a lotta shots to get to that point,” 

“Well, we have tomorrow off,” Rossi smirked. 

God damnit. 

“Y’all do know I don’t just listen to country, right?”

“Yeah, okay,” Emily grinned, “What else do you listen to?”

“I started listenin’ to er, what’s her name?... Arianna Grande, she’s a’right,” You said with a nod, furrowing your eyebrows as the team all let out a laugh (minus Spencer, who was just a bit confused). “What?”

“You listen to Arianna Grande?”

“She’s good!” You argue, “N’ she hits the whistle tones well. I listen to Dua Lipa ‘n’ Selena Gomez sometimes too,”

“Oh my god…”

“What?”

“You have the music taste of a teenage girl!” Derek snorted loudly.

“JJ, defend me here,” You said, turning to JJ.

“Sorry cowboy,” She teased, “They’re right…” You groaned, letting your head fall to the back of your seat. 

“God damnit.”

[universal-rebellion]

It's April in Jorvik - ( sabine x reader ) Chapter 1

hi! I plan to crosspost this fanfic to AO3 as soon as I get my invite :')

( cw: swearing. )

It’s April in Jorvik. 

The snow is off the ground, the grass is green, and the Equestrian Festival is finishing its preparations. 

And as for you, you were truly excited for it, but now you’re stuck running errands for your fellow Soul Riders… again.

You thought last year was ridiculous dealing with Alex and Linda’s last minute tasks, but this year was even worse. Both Anne and Lisa were tagging along this year which has added on to your own preparations for the festival. As much as you’re usually happy to help, you can’t help but curse to yourself this time for being so willingly. Stupid Soul Rider nonsense. All you wanted to do was practice and prepare your horses for the events you were set to participate in. But no, you’re were dealing with setting up another booth for the girls, helping Lisa gather her tack and outfits, and attempting to prevent Concorde from spooking at everything. Thankfully, everything other than Concorde has been dealt with, but now you’re losing light and you’re walking your horse next to Anne while she hand walks Concorde. 

This reincarnation of Concorde is, respectfully, a major pain in the ass. She still isn’t able to talk just yet, even after being aged by Vala, so it makes every situation worse because she can’t even tell you what her problem is. You were riding your starbreed, who is just about as fed up as you with everything. Unfortunately, for your horse, he was the best option for putting up with Concorde’s bullshit. The gelding pinned his ears at every out of line movement by Concorde. If she got too close he nipped at her, putting her back in line. By this point, you’ve figured out that she hates the balloons, so you were doing slow laps around the arena to get her accustomed to them. 

After your tenth lap Concorde finally calmed down enough to walk without trying to break free from Anne’s grasp. 

“ Anne, it's like 8pm. I think she’s about as desensitized to everything as she’s gonna get .” You give a gentle tug on your horse's reins and his ears pricked back up as he stopped. Anne looked at you and looked back to her horse, defeated. You hop off your gelding and give his neck a good pat. 

“ She’s as good as she’s going to get. ” Anne reiterates your sentiment with a sigh. 

“ Can we please get back to the stables? Between everything I’ve done today, I haven’t had time to see my other horses that I might be riding tomorrow. ” 

Anne nods. “ I have to deal with cleaning up Concorde anyways. She isn’t anywhere where she needs to be if she’s possibly going to be performing tomorrow. ” The grey mare pinned her ears back at her and snorted in annoyance at the notion she isn’t up to par. Does it make sense to clean a grey horse the night before a competition..? Who knows, but you aren’t gonna rain on her parade. However, Concorde’s a priss so maybe she’d stay clean. The two of you start your walk back over to the stables and trailers. You don’t bother to grab your starbreed’s reins, he follows you along like a dog. Besides, you’re too focused on making sure Concorde doesn’t try to pull a fast one on the two of you.

“ Where are you stalling her? Are you bringing her back to your home stable or are you staying here for the night? ” 

“ I could not imagine leaving her here. ” Anne practically scoffed at you. “ We are going back home. I won’t lie, I truly don’t know how I’d fit all of my outfits and whatnot into a suitcase. Also, where on earth would I get ready? ” 

“ I’m staying at the inn? A lot of the people who are competing are staying at the inn? ” You give her a look. Anne returned the look and rolled her eyes. 

“ Yeah, not happening. I’ll just deal with waking up earlier tomorrow. “ You shrug at her and the two of you finish your walk to the stable and part ways. Your horse audibly breathed a sigh of relief when Concorde was out of sight. You chuckled at him and gave him a pat on the shoulder.

“ Yeah, I know. That was awful. But, hey, you were great, boy. ” You gave him a rub on the forehead. “ Let’s get that tack off of you, you deserve some rest. ” You led him to his stall and untacked him, leaving his tack on the stand next to his stall door. 

As you walked out the stall he tried to follow behind, but was stopped by you closing his door. He bobbed his head and snorted at you in protest. 

“ I didn’t forget bud, I promise. ” You rummage through the bag you brought and grab your bucket of Stud Muffins. The starbreed eagerly, but politely, snatched the treat from your hand, satisfied. 

You turn to the next couple of stalls and see the two other horses you brought with you. You were set to compete in a few categories in the following days and decided to use some of your other horses to give them some time away from the stables.

Your starbreed was going to be your horse for the cross country section. That honestly should be a given from the amount of nonsense the two of you have gotten yourself into throughout all of Jorvik.

 You brought an 11 year-old Belgian Warmblood gelding for show jumping. Thunder is black with a small snip on his nose and he towers over you at a good 16.9 hands. He’s been with you for a while now and has proved to be a fantastic performer.  

Finally, you brought your new 6 year-old Andalusian mare for dressage. Daybreak is a gorgeous dapple grey mare, you are still in awe that you managed to snag her. In all honesty, you aren’t too serious about the dressage portion, but you thought it’d be a good experience just to test out your new mare in the ring. However, you know that she’d be fantastic no matter the rider. 

You give the two of them their own Stud Muffins and give them both a scratch for good measure. 

You were in your own world when suddenly two tall shadows nearly made you jump out of your skin. At the entrance of the stable a tall woman walks in leading a large black Fresian through the door. It doesn’t take you long to realize who it was.

Sabine. 

Of course. Why wouldn’t she be here? She was the last two years. You briefly recall the events that transpired between the two of you last April and the one before. 

You stay silent and try to finish up your chores for the night, grabbing a bucket for your horses’ grain. Khaan's steps thundering through the otherwise silent barn.

Annnnnnd of course she has Khaan stalled right next to your overly friendly gelding, Thunder. You mentally groan and try to not let your embarrassment show. The black gelding immediately tries to make friends with Khaan through the bars separating their stalls. The larger stallion pins his ears back at the attention, but doesn’t truly react until Sabine exits the stall. The moment she closes the stall door, the Fresian emits the lowest squeal you’ve ever heard from a horse and he kicks at the wall separating them. Thunder backs off and goes to seek attention from Sabine. She ignores his attempts and flings Khaan’s lead rope over her shoulder.

Sabine glares in your direction before turning to a bag sat next to Khaan’s stall door, pulling out a hoof pick and returning inside Khaan’s stall. Hm, bold after your horse just raised hell.

“ Wouldn’t have taken you as a person with more than one horse. ” She commented as she began to work on Khaan’s hooves, not bothering to make eye contact with you. “ Thought a Soul Rider would be too loyal to even think about it. ” 

You try and fail miserably to stop yourself from chuckling which earns you another glare and scowl in your direction when she puts Khaan’s hoof down. 

“ And I wouldn’t take the Dark Rider as one that would stall their horse in a public stable. ” You shoot back at her sarcastically, but lightheartedly. “ But I guess, no one else really knows that you’re a Dark Rider here. So, what difference does it make? ”  You say as you dump grain into Thunder’s feed bucket, which makes him entirely forget about Sabine and Khaan. 

“ You should see my home stable. It’d make your head spin if you think me having two other horses is more than you expected. ” You make your way back to your bag of grain, making Daybreak’s dinner. Sabine gave an audible huff as she finished up her work on her horse’s feet. She exited the stall again and threw the pick down in her bag. 

“ I don’t think it’s really any of your business why I have Khaan stalled here. Why don’t you just focus on your horses and I’ll deal with mine.” Ah there you go, that’s the Sabine you remember.

“Hey, you spoke first.” You dump the grain into your mare’s bucket. The two of you go to your work in awkward silence. You weren’t really sure why you were comfortable being alone with her, or moreso, why you didn't feel threatened by her presence. However, your starbreed wasn’t too happy about her being so close to you. You could feel him grow uneasy as you heard him pace and paw at the ground. Maybe you were too tired to really acknowledge the amount of danger you could be in? However, she didn’t seem too intimidating right now. If anything, she was a bit underwhelming for what you’d expect. 

You finish up your tasks with your horses and hang your feed bucket up. Looking over to Sabine you see that she’s fiddling with something in her bag. 

“ If you get bored again, I’m always up for a chase around Jarlaheim between competitions. ” You said picking up your bag. “ I could always use the warmup for my horses. ” Sabine stops what she was doing and cocks an eyebrow at you.

“ And willingly give you what you'd consider an advantage? That’s the stupidest shit I think I ever heard you say Soul Rider. ” She practically chuckles at you, dumbfounded by your words. 

“ Thought you’d enjoy the chance to kick my ass and leave me in the dirt. You know, like the last two years. ” You shrugged. “ Whatever. If you change your mind I’ll be around. ” You walk off and make your way back to the inn to call it a night, not waiting for her response.

That was fucking stupid.

[raygirlramblings]

I know technically Pride month is almost over, but London Pride is tomorrow so as far as I can see July is also Pride month, so there. 🏳️‍🌈

Plus we had rainbow day at work and part of the celebration was an art jam where we made Pride themed art based on random prompts. I got Llama, so here is a happy llama on her way to the pride parade! I’m so chuffed with how this finally turned out 💖

Not sure if it’s one llama with a magical wardrobe or a whole family of llama siblings all in semi-identical outfits. You decide 😉

[shapercreater]

Day 1 of AnthroNorthwest today! Finally convinced my brother to come with me today and help me with Peggy this year, gonna be back tomorrow with my Mom and gonna try and make some friends and maybe actually do the Fursuit Parade this year!

(also a big thank you again to @moonpaw for the name tag! We actually went out and ended up basing the rest of her outfit after the sketch for the con!)

[blu3cl0v3rs]

Child's Play Alt AU

Watched Child's Play, so heres my alternate AU because this episode hurts my feelings >:,(

Alright, so instead of pushing the whole "age up Lloyd because he's losing his childhood anyways" vibe, we're making it "Lloyd's still a kid, let him live his fucking life instead of having him train 24/fucking 7".

Here's my thought process on how Child's Play will go:

Ninja go smol

They find Lloyd

Instead of immediately finding out about the Grundal, they fuck around and be kids

Near dusk, they spot the Grundal

They go to Mother Doomsday, the whole competition and Grundal fight happens

Right before Nya and Wu show up, the Ninja draw the Grundal away from Lloyd

They fucking apologise for forcing Lloyd to act older than his actual age as they think the Grundal's about to eat them

Wu and Nya show up, chuck Tomorrow's Tea at the Ninja, and everything's back to normal

They go back to the Bounty and hang out with Lloyd as he reads the latest issue of the Starfarer comic series

Now for how this will affect the rest of the show:

For the rest of Season 2, we'll see Lloyd relaxing a bit more, and the Ninja spending more quality time with him. Because I am a firm believer that Misako should've apologized along with explaining herself, she apologizes to Lloyd, who is more skeptical than in canon, although he accepts. Other than Lloyd being less comfortable with Misako's physical affection and not calling her mom, the season progresses the same.

In Season 3, Lloyd won't be paraded around like a celebrity, but instead he'll be at Sensei Garmadon's monastery, helping out with training and demonstrations. Wu's academy will not happen, instead the Ninja will be paraded around like celebrities, although bugged a lot about when the Gold Ninja will show up for an interview. The season progresses the same, but the love triangle will not happen, but instead I'll create a different conflict.

In Season 4, we have a few year time skip, accentuated by Lloyd looking older (how he looks S2 - S7), and the Ninja looking a little different. Cole gets longer hair, Kai gets longer hair, Jay stops straightening his hair (shown by a straightener being in his bathroom) and later on stops using makeup to cover his freckles (short clip of him using a makeup wipe to remove the concealer), Nya gets longer hair (but no ponytail. I'm anti-Nya's ponytail. It's more like a half-up half-down), and they all get their new outfits. Everything else in the season is generally the same.

In Season 5, it generally progresses the same way. We see some of the possession from Lloyd's point of view. We get a lot more verbal conflict. Misako and Wu get confrontations with possessed!Lloyd. More of Kai and Lloyd's relationship is shown. More of the parallels between Kai, Lloyd, and Morro are utilized. Kai also gets his eyebrow scar from Morro. Morro manages to escape the Preeminent, freeing Lloyd and Garmadon from the realm he was trapped in before leaving the Realm Crystal with them and flying off.

In Season 6... * clicking noises, hmms, and strutinizing faces ensue * yeah, scratch that. Instead of Season 6, we're actually just gonna have a "special" of sorts, where it's all actually from Nya's perspective as she slowly builds up rage from the bullshit that is sexist media, until she explodes and unloads all of it onto the Ninja, where they decide "yeah, this has been getting too much" (Lloyd's being constantly overwhelmed by interviewers and paparazzi, Jay and Cole are still being bugged about the love triangle even though they've said many times that it was resolved, Zane has had too many creepy encounters with obsessed fans, and Kai... actually, Kai's been loving it and the Ninja are 0.002 seconds away from banning his Chirp account). So, they rebuild the monastery instead of doing it in Season 10.

Day of the Departed progresses the same, but instead Morro shows up with the help of Nelson (‼️ my boy) to sorta save Cole, but ends up getting revived as well. He fucks off again. Cole is rightfully confused. It will feel somewhat ooc for Morro, and that is the point. I might explain this in a spin-off fic.

In Season 7, Krux and Acronix get sorta "controlled" by their power, a reference to Wu's line in Season 2 to Lloyd where he's all "Learn to control your powers before they control you". They want complete control over time and to basically merge with time itself (foreshadowing to Season 14, perhaps?). Also, the title of Sensei is not forced onto Lloyd, but instead Cole starts stepping up more as leader and sort of teacher. Other than that, the Season progresses the same.

In Season 8, we get to see what Garmadon's been up to, which is just training kids ike he was in Season 3. Lloyd is visiting. They end up talking about how Wu might actually be gone, and what the Ninja would do after that. The Ninja also meet up, and there is a brief mention of Nya and Kai spending time with their parents. The season progresses the same storyline of Harumi's manipulation, but Lloyd's actually a bit suspicious of her. He doesn't remove the mask from its pedestal, and the fight ends with Harumi knocking Lloyd into the pedestal which knocks the mask off, then she grabs it and scampers off like the morally grey little shit girlboss she is. She doesn't kidnap Misako, but rather imprisons her after she tries to get Garmadon back, who Harumi actually kidnapped. Instead of resurrecting Garmadon, she brings out his Oni side using the masks, making him lose control.

He can't feel any positive feelings, and only has the urge to destroy. Lloyd confuses Garmadon, because he feels nothing towards his son, so he just wants to destroy him. Harumi and feral Garmadon (that's what I'm calling him) take over Ninjago City, Lloyd loses his powers, and the Ninja are sent to the First Realm. Yay! Also, feral Garmadon is essentially Emperor Garmadon, but more animalistic and doesn't disown his son. He can talk though.

In Season 9, it's basically the same thing, but it's more focused on Lloyd learning to trust himself, his judgement, and his leadership. Morro is there and... kinda helps?? Idk, he kinda redeems himself. Also, Maya and Ray are there because they were coming to surprise visit. Yes, this means Ray-Maya-Morro dynamics, and Ray and Maya interact with their daughter. In the end, Mystake fucking drags Garmadon instead of dying, and they lock Garmadon up until they can find a way to revert him back. Garmadon does not give a cryptic warning.

Season 10 does not happen. Idk what you expected.

Season 11 happens, but without the "Ninja slacking off for months" schtick, because it felt like a copy-paste of Season 1. Instead, they're searching for ways to turn Garmadon back, and hear about this super powerful sorceress from ancient Ninjago times, aka Aspheera. Also, Aspheera never tries to overthrow the throne, Wu simply teaches her Spinjitzu, but FSM finds out and just fucking buries and seals her. That's why he's the Deceiver. Other than that, the season progresses the same.

Season 12 is all the same, but Lloyd has better design choices. Also, Morro's there in the background bc I said so.

Season 13 is all the same. I love this DnD campaign season.

I might slap a oneshot series here (chronologically, will not be a part of the actual fic itself) about the journeys the Ninja go (haha, Ninjago) on between S13 and S14.

Season 14 is the same, but Maya brings Morro along to the monastery as well. Sorry Nya, you're merging with the ocean.

Season 15 is probably going to be rewritten. I'll publish another post and link it here once I watch S15 and write it in this AU.

Btw, I'm calling this my Never Grow Old AU

[heavencasteel420]

WIP Wednesday!

From Drive All Night:

Soon the lights dimmed and music from a single trumpet, warm and low, snaked throughout the room. A girl, maybe a couple years older than Nancy, stepped through the multicolored curtains. She had brown skin, a sweetly rounded face, and serious dark eyes ringed with kohl. Her dress was a simple, modestly cut midnight blue velvet, with absolutely adorable shoes to match. Nancy wondered how hard it would be to find sky blue pumps.  Then a butterfly, pink and luminescent, appeared in the girl’s hand, and Nancy forgot all about shopping.  “How?” she whispered to Heather, but the other girl just giggled. “A magician never reveals her secrets,” she said, gazing raptly at Kali.  More wonders followed: a swarm of butterflies, a flock of birds, a parade of dancing flowers. In vain, Nancy looked around for a film projector. Then she gave up, ordered a sidecar, and enjoyed the rest of the show.  Kali finished with a shower of light that rained down on her until it covered her body in shining golden scales. Then the lights went out. A split second later, they came on and she was gone. 

From Tonight, Tonight, The Highway's Bright:

Billy wasn’t in English class the following Monday, so Nancy offered to bring him the homework assignment for 1984. Mr. Lassiter smiled at her hesitantly and said it was nice of her. All the teachers were careful with her now; her transformation from goody-two-shoes bookworm to King Steve’s latest consort to screaming crazy girl to popular ice queen in the space of a few months had made them nervous. Nancy wore soft, fluffy pastel sweaters over demure knee-length skirts and put ribbons in her hair to smooth over the past (and, truth be told, to get a rise out of Carol, who hated her outfits), but of course people remembered her punching the wall. Her hand still ached when it rained.

From Tomorrow's a Long Way Off:

“There you are,” said a tired-looking Mr. Green as he entered the lobby. “Go help Robin clean up Cinema 1, will you? These kids are animals.”  Sure enough, Robin was standing in the middle of the theater next to the bright yellow cleaning cart, looking despairingly down at the fold-out seat. When Jonathan got close, he saw a suspicious dark patch on the worn red fabric. When he got closer, the ammonia smell of urine hit his nostrils. “Okay,” he told Robin. “Don’t panic.” “I’m not panicking,” she said. Her eyes were wide, and she sounded like she was trying not to laugh, which wasn’t reassuring. “Jonathan…they’re just so gross.”  “Some kids just get way too excited over Star Wars,” he said, suppressing a grin. It was gross, and he would’ve been in a much more sour mood if he’d had to face it alone. “It’s not a big deal. Paper towel, water and vinegar, baking soda, vacuum. That’s all you need.” “They also drink their weight in Coke,” Robin grumbled, as he pulled a roll of paper towels from the cart and started blotting the seat. “Thanks a lot, by the way. Chrissy Cunningham said you cut up all the frogs and stuff for her in bio last semester, but I wasn’t expecting…” She trailed off and grabbed a trash bag from the cart, then started picking litter off the floor. “She took all the notes,” he said. “Her handwriting’s way better than mine.” 

[avoxrising]

Capital Nights

Episode 2 ~ A Grand Entrance

Note that episodes 1-13 are available on my Wattpad currently with plenty more prewritten ones to come. Also note that this is a very mature story but this episode has no mature topics. Enjoy!

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I am startled awake at the crack of dawn by a very excited Apple.

"Today is the day!" she chimes as she opens my curtains. "Hurry up we must get you to prep."

I groggily get dressed and eat breakfast before I'm shoved out the door of our suite. There's another car waiting for us downstairs and Crey is whisked away with me to the rooms of painful prepping.

"My my dearie aren't you a specimen," a lady with pink eyes states as I lay naked on the cold table. I'm not self conscious but I probably will be by the end of the morning if the prep team keeps making comments.

I don't bother learning their names, closing my eyes and meditating while they pick, prod, and scrub at my body. Meditation is something we learn at the academy to clear our minds and refocus. I use the prep time to go over my strategy for the day and for training tomorrow.

Today is the tribute parade, meaning I have to perfect my capital persona. I should intimidate the competition while also observing them. By the end of today, I hope to have a clear idea of who I'm up against.

Tomorrow is training, meaning I have to earn the careers' trust. Reece and Khan seem a bit weary about me because I'm young but I know I can win them over this week. I'll wake up at 5am, eat breakfast, train with Adrian and Crey until 7am, head downstairs at 7:55 for training, and then practice survival with Mags in the evenings. I need to focus on eating well and getting good sleep this week so I can be at my best during the games.

"All right," the one with pink eyes chimes. "Our work here is done. I'll send Tiberius in shortly."

The three ladies leave and I sigh in relief. Only a moment later, though, a terrifying man walks in.

"Hello Brooke," he states. "I'm Tiberius, your stylist."

I simply smile and nod at him. He stands around 6'5" and has a long and slender frame. His skin is an olive color but his eyes and hair are both dyed white, giving him a ghostly appearance.

He sets a heavy garment bag down on the table and makes me stand up so he can take my measurements. His hands are ice cold against my naked body but he's surprisingly gentle.

"Ok I should only have to make a few minor adjustments to the outfit," he states happily as he moves to open the bag. He pulls out a gorgeous corseted bodysuit adorned with pearls and shells. It shines in the light and shows the perfect amount of skin.

He slips it on me before pinning it in a few places to adjust the fit. After a few minutes, he's satisfied with the bodysuit and moves on to my hair and makeup. He places a headband covered in shells in my long blonde hair and glues pearls to my eye lids and shoulders. Finishing off the look, he slides white translucent gloves on my arms that are dotted in tiny pearls.

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☆☆☆

"Stunning," he states as he looks at his work. I finally catch a glance at myself in the mirror and my jaw falls open. I look hot. This is seriously the best I think I have ever looked. Plus, the outfit isn't horrible like the parade outfits normally are. I actually like it and it's very on brand for the ocean.

"My dearie don't you just look stunning!" Apple exclaims as she walks in. "Come along now! We need to get you out there."

I follow her through winding corridors until we reach a large space with horses and chariots for each of the districts. Making my way over to Crey, I let out a slight chuckle at our seemingly coordinated outfits. He has a few plates of gold armor on that are covered in shells and pearls and he wears a crown that matches. His stylist made sure to leave his abs and arms on full display.

☆☆☆

☆☆☆

"Brooke!" He exclaims when he sees me. We attempt to hug but our outfits are too stiff. I'm so glad Tiberius opted to put me in dainty sandals instead of heels as we climb into the chariot.

The parade commences and I stumble a bit as our chariot starts moving. Crey puts one of his hands on my lower back to steady me and I shoot him a thankful smile.

The crowd is loud as Districts 1 and 2 come out. I didn't get a good look at their outfits but 1 seems to be covered in nothing but glitter and 2 appears to be dressed like gemstones. As our chariot comes into view, the crowd only gets louder.

Crey and I smile and wave at the crowd but I remember to keep my smile to more of a smirk. Even though I'm dressed like a princess I still need to keep up my act of being intimating. I send a few winks into the crowd, directing them at people who look like they have money they could spare. I'll definitely need sponsors if I want to win.

After the President's speech, the chariots return to the tribute center where we disembark. Adrian, Mags and Apple come over to tell us how amazing we looked but I don't pay them much attention. Instead, I'm staring down the competition.

The boy from three physically shutters as I give him a glance. He's definitely not a threat.

All the tributes from five and six are staring at the ground, avoiding everyone and everything around them.

The pair from seven are chatting amongst themselves but it doesn't appear to be a friendly conversation. They seemingly do not get along.

Eight, nine, ten and twelve are scared out of their minds so they're nothing to worry about. The boy from eleven however is pretty big and could definitely overpower me in hand to hand combat. I'll have to attack him by surprise or at a distance in the arena.

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We make our way back to the fourth floor where Crey and I rid ourselves of our parade outfits. I opt to dress in some joggers and a tee shirt for maximum comfort. I need to relax tonight so I can be at my best for tomorrow.

At dinner, Crey and I talk with Adrian and Mags about our training schedules and what we observed at the parade. Adrian and Crey agree that the boy from eleven could be a threat so we should try to take him out at the bloodbath before he gets his hands on a weapon. I'll have to watch in training to see which weapons he goes for.

Crey thinks the pair from seven might be dangerous but I explained to him that they were having an argument after the parade so whatever alliance they may have won't last long.

When we were finished eating a nutritious dinner, I shower and headed to bed, eager to start training the next morning.

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AN: hope you enjoyed! This fic is technically a Finnick x OC romance (but the romance part takes awhile) hence the tags. Please check it out on Wattpad if you want more.

[aplacetosharemyfics]

The Downfall of Susan St. Clair : The First Meeting

Maisie didn’t like going to the drive-in.

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The night air was surprisingly cool, even though it was only a couple of days into fall. Maisie had anticipated the cool evening and had dressed appropriately. Her thick woollen cardigan, drawn closely around her chest, was keeping her nice and toasty. That didn’t mean she wasn’t jealous of the other girls, their invincibility against the cold allowing them to parade around in their best dresses, pale arms exposed to the night air and makeup immaculate on their faces. But she could never perfect eyeliner, and she couldn’t convince herself to undo even one button of her cardigan. It was if, she mused, they were a completely different species.

She was barely through the gates when a car full of hollering boys pulled in. Passing a little too closely for comfort, the noises around her suddenly seemed to increase three-fold, drumming into her ears with the pure intention of pain. Breathing deeply, Maisie tried concentrating on the ground at her feet. Panicking would only make things worse. But a well-timed honk from a nearby car sent her into flight mode. Pressing her hands over her ears until the nails dug into her scalp, Maisie hurried towards the bathroom block. With mere instincts leading her, it was no wonder she didn’t notice when someone stepped into her path.

“Ow!”

Maisie’s hand was ripped from her ear as her shoulder was forced backwards by the collision. In that split second, Maisie found her attention drawn away from the surrounding noise and to something slightly closer. Susan St. Clair, the most popular girl in Rydell High. A single look could send boys swooning and girls gushing. And that look was glaring at her. It was Susan that she had unknowingly walked into.

“Watch where you’re going!”

Susan tossed her hair over her shoulder and stalked away. Maisie watched her leave, taking in her outfit. It was purely jealousy, the reason for her looking. Susan’s jeans, tight fitting to show off every curve of her long legs, were made of thicker material than any tights that could be worn under a skirt. Her shirt might show off as much tanned skin as possible, but the soft jacket over top covered the most delicate parts of the skin. In conclusion, her outfit showed off everything while also keeping her warmer than even Maisie. Of course, she was jealous.

An empty bucket of popcorn flying past her head broke Maisie out of her thoughts. It bounced harmlessly on the gravel. Turning, Maisie quickly ducked as another bucket was thrown towards her. The seats in front of the concession stand were filled with laughing Football Jocks. Straightening up, Maisie eyed the popcorn sitting on their laps. Surely, they weren’t going to waste popcorn on her.

“Make sure you avoid this one too!”

She had underestimated how much a couple of dollars worth of popcorn meant to them. After all, Daddy’s money was enough to buy the entire drive-in without risking a dent. As the bucket span through the air, a spray of popcorn flew out from within. Maisie raised her arms, covering her face as popcorn rained down upon her. The bucket collided halfway through the barrage; the sharp corner of the paper receptacle crashed into her forearm. A roar of laughter erupted from around her as more people sacrificed their popcorn for the social spectacle. By the time she made it to the bathroom, her cardigan was greasy from the constant bombardment of buttered popcorn.

Maisie rubbed the soap deep into her palms as the water ran. The incident would be forgotten by tomorrow, but she couldn’t get the laughter out of her head. Biting back anger, she let the warm water run over her hands, washing the soap away. What she wouldn’t give for the water to wash away the pain as well.

“What did you want to tell me?”

The door was thrust open. Maisie rushed into the nearest stall, hands still wet, as multiple bodies entered the small restroom. Slowly, with her elbow, Maisie pushed the door shut, willing it to stay silent. They hadn’t spotted her so far.

“We saw Brainy Janey!”

The incident might be forgotten by tomorrow, but it would still be at the front of peoples’ minds tonight. The door wasn’t quite closed yet.

“In Buddy’s jacket!”

Finally, the door was closed, and Maisie was able to slide the lock into place.

“Wait …”

Maisie twitched, her ears pricking up.

“Jane Facciano?”

It wasn’t just any group of girls outside her cubicle. It was Susan.

“Are you sure it was Buddy’s jacket?”

Maisie nodded – all the jackets appeared to be identical. But she had underestimated the powers of popular girls.

“Definitely.”

Apparently, they could tell the difference over a distance, when worn by someone else, and in poor lighting.

“Absolutely.”

Maisie tried wiping her hands on her skirt, only to discover a piece of popcorn. Flicking it away, she flinched at the sound of it skittering over the tiled floor. But the girls had other things on their minds.

“And someone saw her kissing Buddy!”

Everyone gasped, Maisie quickly covering her mouth when she realized she’d joined in.

“He was supposed to be mine,” Susan said through tears.

The blubbering went on for a while, with pauses to fix makeup. Maisie had started counting the tiles. As she counted the 312th tile – though she was pretty sure she’d gotten lost around 150 and skipped some numbers – the door was pushed open. Maisie quickly pressed her eye against the crack in the door while the attention was directed away from her. It was Jane Facciano. The girl of the rumours. Who’d stolen Susan’s boyfriend And who definitely hadn’t expected to find Susan crying in the toilets.

“Dot, don’t be rude!”

Susan quickly berated her friend for a hateful comment, putting on a strong voice to compliment Jane. She was stronger than some boy, even if he had broken her heart. Followed by her friends, she left Jane alone in the bathroom.

Jane was a typical busybody – someone who wanted to make things better for everyone while also drawing more attention toward people who’d rather stay in the shadows. She most probably didn’t notice the incident earlier. Making every effort to be as loud as possible, Maisie exited the stall and started to rinse her hands. She kept her eyes low; she didn’t need to catch Jane’s attention. Only when she turned to dry her hands did she glance up at Jane, noting the shocked expression on her face was covering the confusion from her encounter with Susan.

Sliding out of the bathroom door, Maisie checked her surroundings. The film was starting, and a roar of approval rocked the parking lot as the credits started to play. But she already felt like she’d already watched a feature-length film, her heart beating too quickly in her chest. There was only so much drama one person could handle in an evening.

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Her mother was waiting in the living room when she returned.

“You’re home early.”

Of all the evenings for her mother to actually be home, it had to be this one. Biting back a rude remark, she brought an innocent smile to her face. There had been a deal riding on her attending this event.

“The movie finished early.”

Her mother twisted around, reading the old clock on the dresser. Maisie swallowed.

“It finished an hour early?”

Should she make up a lie about a fight breaking out? God, she wished she’d walked the streets in the chilling night air for a little longer.

“Well, what happened? What was your favourite scene?”

Maisie bit her lip. Her mother knew she was lying. And she couldn’t even remember the name of the movie she was meant to be watching.

“It was a high school drama,” she said, confidently.

If she could give enough details, her mother couldn’t refute her claims.

“A new girl arrived at an unfriendly little town where she tries to make friends. But the students don’t like new things, so they bully or ignore her. It ends with the star football player falling in love with her and breaking up with his status-driven girlfriend.”

Her mother was nodding along, the amused look on her face suggesting she was second-guessing herself.

“My favourite scene was …”

Maisie trailed off. Jane and Susan facing off? That moment when everyone realizes they must like Jane or else? She swallowed.

“When the football player started to fall in love. They bumped into each other in the hall, and he found his eyes following her as she left.”

Maisie found herself describing her own experience with Susan, the sight of the tall blonde strutting away floating in front of her eyes.

“Sounds a sweet film.”

Shaking the image out of her head, Maisie nodded.

“I’m going to head to bed.”

She ran up the stairs before her mother could stop her, tugging the greasy cardigan from her arms as she climbed. Her room was quiet. The offending cardigan was dumped on the ground, the coins retrieved from its pockets and placed on the dresser. It had been meant for popcorn – a peace offering from her mother. Climbing into bed, pulling the covers over her head so everything descended into darkness, Maisie breathed. She had survived.

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Maisie didn’t like going to the drive-in.

[sunnydaleherald]

The Sunnydale Herald Newsletter, Thursday, January 26

GILES: Tomorrow. Good night, Faith. (starts to walk away, then turns to her) Faith? FAITH: Yeah? GILES: You're doing just fine. (walks away) (Faith thinks, then looks down. She turns to walk towards the bed.)

~~Touched ~~

The Sunnydale Herald is looking for at least one new editor. Contributing to the Herald is a great way to get your Buffy on! Find out more here.

[Drabbles & Short Fiction]

if it's real, i don't want to know by womanaction (Spike, Dawn, Buffy, T)

Cloudy With a Chance Of by mongooseking (Angel/Cordelia, G)

[Chaptered Fiction]

Queens of Revello - Ch. 1 by violettathepiratequeen (Buffy/Spike, T)

Demonic Complications - Ch. 1 [archived] by Dragonflyy (NCIS xover, Xander, Spike, T)

Fabricated - Ch. 1-6 by ezilo (Dawn, Buffy, Joyce, G)

Queens of Revello - Ch. 1 by violettathepiratequeen (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)

At Your Door - Ch. 1 by acekoomboom (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)

Swipe Right to Connect - Ch. 6 by ashcrashed (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)

Spiderwebs - Ch. 5 by Willow25 (Buffy/Spike, R)

Bring Him Home - Ch. 9 by acb6293 (Buffy/Spike, R)

take me home - Ch. 18 by HappyWhenItRains (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)

Hold My Hand Even Though I’m a Sinner! - Ch. 20 by CheekyKitten (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)

Better the Devil You Know - Ch. 12 by SlayrGrl (Buffy/Spike, R)

What Lies Within - Ch. 28 by cawthraven (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)

Whiplash - Ch. 5 by Ninereeds (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)

Ghosts of Savannah - Ch. 8 by tbd (Buffy/Spike, R)

Darkest Before the Dawn - Ch. 72 by Luna (LOTR xover, FR15)

Queens of Revello - Ch. 1 by violettathepiratequeen (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)

take me home - Ch. 16 by HappyWhenItRains (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)

[Images, Audio & Video]

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Hogwarts Overexposed Chapter 13: Day of Reckoning

Hello everybody, it´s been a little while since the last sporking, but here we are. And I hope to get through this chapter in one setting.

As a preparation, since the last chapters sporking, I read ahead the chapters after chapter 12, and believe, reading these unsporked was really a test of patience.

I might as well add that there will be large sections of this chapter I will leave unsporked, as it really is so stupid one has to read it to believe.

"Harry, I feel as if we've failed the girls," Hermione said, her melancholy mood apparent in her voice.

"I know, but we've done everything within our power," he said, caressing her absentmindedly.

"But it wasn't enough. The girls still have to spend the next eight months parading about appearing to be dressed in those appalling costumes. How could Severus agree to Hogwarts participating in this debacle? What was he thinking?" she asked.

"I wouldn't be too hard on Severus," Harry replied. "His intentions were honorable. All the reports he received concerning previous games were positive. When Minister Wrong approached him last year concerning Hogwarts competing against the Americans, he only visualized positive results from the meeting. Like us, he was not aware that greed had tarnished the games and turned them into an adolescent peek show."

And this, Ladies and Gentlemen, is the last ever time Emma Wrong is mentioned, and it is mentioned in a way that is so nonchalant and without any mentions of her running an empire of terror attacks, abductions and nipple eating.

"When did we catch up with and pass the Muggles?" Hermione asked. "I always thought the magical world was rather prudish and behind the times and now this happens. Even in the most liberal of Muggle schools, students would never be allowed to parade around in such outfits, let alone be forced to do so."

Hermione, you´re in Hogwarts Exposed.

"It isn't our world or the schools that are to blame, it is government corruption and the greed of individuals like Simone," Harry insisted. "I'm not at all happy with the situation, but for now I'm afraid the best we can do is prevent it from escalating. The concealment charm is going to frustrate Rishard to no end. He's looking forward to the girls, especially Jamie, putting on a revealingly good show."

The social commentary is truly subtle.

And the way Harry talks of Jamie giving a "revealingly good show" is rather creepy as well.

Hermione nodded her head in agreement to Harry's comments, but they had done little to abate her frustration. "Even without any accidents, I feel like he's still winning. The vision of the girls in those costumes alone is enough to cause most men to puff up; their various parts popping out was just an added bonus."

"At least the girls should be able to cope with the situation," said Harry, sighing deeply. "They might not be happy with the sexually explicit nature of the costumes, but being nudists, they aren't ashamed for their various body parts to be seen. I can't imagine how Nora and the boys will react. Nora, especially; she is so shy and modest."

Don´t worry, Harry, Nora is gonna be brainwashed into accepting the dogma of naturism soon enough.

"I suggested to Jamie that she should try to convince the others to also use the charm, but I doubt that she'll have much success. The boys will likely be thrilled about the girls being nude, but I doubt they'll be willing to follow suit. Then, like you said, there is poor Nora. I doubt she'll have the courage to even leave her dormitory tomorrow."

"Hermione, what would you do?" Harry asked. "I mean under the same circumstances, would you wear the costume or go naked with only the charm?"

Hermione thought for a while. "That depends on what period in my life we're talking about. Now, I wouldn't hesitate in the slightest to use the charm; I'd have absolutely no problem with my teammates seeing me nude. However, back when I was a young girl in school, it would be a completely different question because I was an entirely different person. As a first and second year, I would definitely have opted for the costume. I can't picture me letting anyone see me nude, even though there wasn't anything much really to see. Even as a third, fourth and fifth year my body still wasn't exactly bursting forth. I would have probably still taken my chances with the costume rather than have anyone see me totally naked."

Does this sound like something the actual canon Hermione would ever say?

Hermione blushed. "In my sixth and seventh year, my breasts would have never been content to stay confined in that costume. I would have had to use the charm out of necessity although I would have died of embarrassment being naked unless you and Ron were my teammates. We were such good friends that I don't think I would have been nearly as embarrassed to be seen by either of you."

Such natural sounding dialogue. I´m so stunned.

Hermione laughed. "Maybe I should have let you guys see me naked in second or third year," she said. "Then at least it would have been evident to you that your one mate was a girl."

"That was Ron," Harry said defensively. "I always knew you were a girl. I just never realized that you were the girl I was destined to love. Speaking of which. You're upset tonight. Would you rather we forgo our normal pleasure?"

B O N K

"Harry, I don't think I could sleep a wink if we didn't make love. Being joined with you, as one, completes my day." Hermione paused. "There is something else we must discuss first, however. What are we going to do about Emily?"

"I don't feel anything needs to be done," Harry said, acting in Emily's defense. "Sure, she's more irrational than the other girls, but her heart is in the right place. Emily's a good girl."

Show, don´t tell.

Emily is by far the worst behaving of all the Sues, and yet Neil wants us to believe that she´s a good girl.

I hate her.

"I wasn't talking about punishing her," Hermione clarified. "I'd prefer she let it out rather than hiding her true emotions and feelings. I was more concerned with the concealment charm. Emily, as you well know, is the radical nudist in this family. Since she was taught the charm, not a week has gone by that she hasn't asked about the possibility of her using it instead of wearing clothes to attend classes. Now Caitlin, Jamie and Kim are about to do it, not for a day, but for eight months. Emily didn't make the team with them and now they are about to do something she's been begging to do for what seems like forever."

"Are you suggesting that we also let her use the charm?"

Well, of course!

Is anyone really surprised at this point?

Hermione nodded her head, a guilty expression on her face. "Harry, I must be the worst mother in the world. Yes, you are! Tomorrow morning I intend to send my two young daughters, their best friend and Jamie off to classes, all totally starkers." "Then I'm the world's worst father because I back your decision one hundred percent," Harry said. "But they won't actually be naked. They'll have on their socks and trainers."

OMG DATS LIKE SO FUNNY OMG OMG Hermione stared at Harry momentarily, and then broke into laughter. "Men," she said, before nestling back in his arms.

* * * * * *

Tuesday, November 1, 2005 "Girls, hurry!" Hermione yelled. "You're not going to have time for breakfast if you don't get a move on." "I think I've lost my appetite," Kim said, as she led the other girls into the room. "This is going to be harder than going nude on the cruise was."

Oh, the conflict! Can´t you feel the suspense in this scene? "You'll be fine," Hermione lied as she inspected the girls. The short walk from the bedroom to the sitting room had been enough to cause Jamie's breasts to burst out of her top. Kim's slit looked like it was trying to devour her tiny triangular bottom. Only Caitlin remained at least minimally covered.

This whole "Caitlin has flat breasts" gag is both really annoying, cringe and reeks of unfortunate implications. Harry and Hermione exchanged perplexed looks. "Is this going to work?" Harry asked, as he held a sleeping Ben. "Doesn't the charm simply replace the clothing? What is going to prevent their goodies from still popping out?"

Harry, you calling them "goodies" makes you seem like a pervert. "The difference is that unlike an article of clothing, the charm isn't actually worn. It is more like a three dimensional projection that appears solid. Clothing can shift position, the projection can't. It will always cover what it initially covered." Hermione paused. "You can even feel as if you are grabbing onto it, but when you pull, nothing happens because there is actually nothing there. You can't touch, rip or tear something that doesn't exist."

How convenient that such spells exist. Occasionally one truly forgets that this is supposed to be a Harry Potter fanfic. "Mum, does that mean that it can't get wet or dirty?" Caitlin asked. "Exactly! If you fell in mud, your body would be covered from head to foot. The charmed article would appear completely clean, while in reality you would be covered in mud underneath it. Now, what we want to do is have each of you adjust your costume before I perform the charm on you. You want to cover your breasts on the side as best as you can and also make sure that the triangular patch at your crotch is smooth and covering as much as possible.

The latter part is where I´m asking - why all these details?

Though it´s rather obvious why. "So then once they are covered with the charm, they can't get a camel toe or expose a nipple?" Harry asked.

Well, considering how Madam Hooch is out of the way now, I doubt they need to be afraid of her showing up and attempting to eat their nipples. "No, no accidents," Hermione said, "but unfortunately that still leaves an awful lot exposed."

One might even say Overexposed, am I right? "An awful lot!" Harry repeated, wondering what his reaction would have been at 15 seeing Hermione, Cho or Parvati in a costume such as this. B O N K Suddenly he was having second thoughts about the girls leaving the sanctuary of their quarters. "They're required to go about their normal activities," Hermione said, as if reading Harry's mind. "We have no choice." Harry and Emily stood watching as Hermione did the charm on each girl individually and then as they in turn slipped out of their costume.

I still find it baffling how the main conflict and actual plot of this fic is angsting about these stripperific outfits and that the main villain is a flamboyant camp gay stereotype. They all appeared to be still dressed, but Emily knew from personal experience that they were actually nude. As the girls slipped on their socks and trainers, Hermione gave some additional advice. "I didn't charm the capes because I didn't know whether you wanted to wear them or not. They don't really cover anything; they just draw attention and make you look more ludicrous. Also, be careful how you bend, do a lady-like squat. The front and back of that outfit is only connected by a quarter inch string; it won't hide anything if you bend improperly."

This is the last time the capes are mentioned as part of the outfit, afterwards, they´re never mentioned again.

Like so many other things in this series. Emily had watched, a gloomy expression on her face, as Hermione performed the charm on Jamie, Caitlin and Kim in succession. "I'm afraid that's about all I can do to help you," Hermione said dolefully. "I hope the other students understand. After all, anyone of them could be in your shoes. Speaking of shoes; Emily, quickly slip out of your shoes and socks." "Why?" Emily said staring at her mum questioningly. Then she suddenly realized why. "Are you going to put me under the charm, too?" she asked elatedly. Hermione nodded her head and gave her youngest daughter a weak smile. Emily was euphoric.

I hate Emily.

* * * * * *

"So far, so good," Caitlin said, as they neared the Great Hall. "Caitlin, we used the private stairs from the staff quarters to the Great Hall; no one has even seen you yet," Emily reminded her.

In this fic, you never know though. "I know. I wish we could keep it that way," she said. "I realize this sounds crazy, but I'd prefer if everyone were about to see me nude rather than in this sluttish outfit."

This is going to be a running gag in this fic from now on. "It's not crazy," Jamie assured her. "Kim and I feel the same way." Kim nodded her head. "I can't believe I'm saying this, but let's get this over with." The others agreed as they hurried from the refuge of the tapestry-covered passageway to the Great Hall, bursting with students. As they entered, every eye turned in their direction, but they weren't greeted with the expected wolf whistles or obscene remarks. In fact the relative quiet was unsettling, considering the display they were affording the other students. Quickly, they split. That sounds rather impractical in this fic though. Caitlin and Jamie heading to the Gryffindor table, Emily and Kim to Slytherin. "That went better than I expected," Jamie said as she took a seat next to Amanda. "I thought we'd be greeted with all sorts of obnoxious comments." "That's because Snape chewed out the entire hall just before you got here," Amanda responded.

Yes, the one time Snape shows some spine, it´s off screen! "What happened?" Jamie asked inquiringly. "When the Americans walked in they were given the type of reception I imagine you were expecting. The pretty blonde -- didn't you say her name was Debby? Yes, this one of the few times we get a description -- became quite flustered and actually tripped over her own feet. Brian prevented her from actually falling to the floor, but in the process, both her boobs popped out. The Hall went wild and she's been crying ever since." Jamie glanced toward the Hufflepuff table and saw Debby crying her heart out, her head buried in Brian's chest. "Snape saw the whole thing and literally blew his top," Amanda explained. "He went into a tirade for about ten minutes about how wrong it was that the contenders were forced to wear such provocative costumes and that he was ashamed to be associated with the event. Bottom line is that if anyone treats any contestant with anything but the utmost respect, that person will be packing their bags and leaving Hogwarts."

Oh well. "That should put an end to obscene remarks," Caitlin said, "but I doubt it will have much effect on the lustful stares." "Especially in your case, Jamie. How in the world are you managing to make your breasts behave?" Amanda inquired.

Would you ever have expected to read a sentence like this in what is supposed to be a Harry Potter fanfic? "The concealment charm," Jamie whispered in Amanda's ear. "Caitlin and I are actually sitting here nude."

How lucky that no one outside the table hears it, considerng that everyone around them stares at them. Amanda stared at Jamie in total disbelief, before saying, "May I?" Once she touched Jamie, she just sat there speechless, a confounded expression on her face.

Seriously? "Good morning, everybody," Alex said, giving Jamie a light kiss on the cheek and sliding in next to her. "I wanted to be here before you guys," Alex said apologetically, "but I overslept. I hope you and the others weren't given any grief." Without thinking he laid his hand comfortingly on Jamie's. He had momentarily forgotten about the concealment charm, but in a few seconds he was reminded and quickly removed his hand. "Alex, you're the only one that can see me," Jamie said, reaching for his hand. "I don't want this charm changing anything between us." "It won't," he said, resisting a compelling urge to reach out and touch Jamie's tempting breasts.

So much for nudity being completely nonsexual.

* * * * * *

I have no idea why Neil added a break when it´s not even a scene transition.

"How does it feel to actually finally walk the corridors of Hogwarts nude?" Alex asked. "I know its something you've always wanted to do." "Yes, but not like this," Jamie answered disconsolately. "Although I'm nude, it looks to everyone as if I'm wearing a scandalous outfit. I'd much prefer they see me as I actually am. "Truthfully, I imagine what I really want is a Utopian dream," Jamie continued. "I'd like to live in a world where people just saw me simply as Jamie Zacherley, a world in which I wasn't judged by my clothes or lack of same or by my physical appearance, but rather only by the type of human being I am."

This mega melodramatic monologue just reeks of Ebonys "Why couldnt Satan have made me less beautiful?" speech from My Immortal. "Do you really think the world could ever evolve to the point that people would ignore nude individuals around them?" Alex asked. "No," Jamie answered honestly. "Not unless everyone suddenly started running about starkers and I doubt that is about to happen. For now I'd be happy if people would just stop equating nudity with sex."

Oh well. Alex nodded in agreement. "Oh! Alex!" Jamie cried out. "We have to help her." At first Alex had no idea what Jamie was going on about, and then he saw Nora. She was sitting on the floor in the doorway of an unused classroom. She had her knees pulled up to her chest, her cape pulled tightly around her. The girl was shaking uncontrollably as tears streamed down her face.

Yes, this is the actual first time we actually meet Nora.

While she as an alternate was present in the previous chapter, we still had virtually no introduction to her and she said nothing.

So she was essentially a non-entity.

Without thought, Alex removed his robes and draped them over the emotionally distraught girl. "I'm not allowed to cover myself," she cried, but made no movement to remove the comforting robes. "This is a lot of bull," Alex shouted, "and it's not going on for a minute longer. Jamie, I'm taking Nora to the headmaster's office. I'm going to need the rest of the team. It would help if we had the Americans' support, too. Do you think Professor Granger or Potter could get them?" "Alex, what are you going to do?" Jamie asked.

Jamie, he pretty much already stated it. "That depends on your fellow competitors," Alex answered, as without explanation he picked up Nora in his arms.

How realistic.

* * * * * *

"Professor Snape, what is so urgent that it necessitated my being dragged from my warm bed?" Rishard asked, as he entered the headmaster's office.

"I'm not quite sure myself," Snape responded, frostily. "I did not initiate this get-together; therefore I'm also extremely anxious to learn its purpose. Now that Mr. Simone has arrived, could you kindly explain why we are here Mr. Ward?"

This sounds as if canon!Snape is trying to get out of Exposed!Woobie!Snape. "Yes sir," Alex responded, "but first may I please beg your indulgence as I ask a few questions of those gathered here." "A few questions," Snape agreed, "but be quick about it. This is disrupting the school day."

Wait, they actually go to classes at Exposed!Hogwarts? "These are general questions I'd like to ask of all members of both the American and Hogwarts teams," Alex said. "Please respond by raising your hand when appropriate." "How many of you like the costumes you have been issued to wear for the competition?" Those assembled all watched apprehensively as not one hand was raised. "It doesn't matter whether or not they like the uniforms," Simone shouted huffily. "They have a magical contract."

Which works how?

Do their heads explode when they decide not to wear these costumes? "Yes, we're all well aware of that," Snape replied. "Please allow Mr. Ward to continue his questioning. I would like to see where this is all heading." "How many of you would have not even considered being a part of the competition if you had known before hand that you'd be required to wear such a revealing costume as practically your only clothing for the next eight months?" Alex asked. This time all hands went up.

THE MAIN CONFLICT OF THE FIC EVERYBODY "I'm sorry Severus, but this is a waste of my time," Rishard said haughtily. "Mr. Simone, would you rather waste a few minutes now or a few days later in court?" Alex asked. "What are you going on about boy? Rishard asked angrily. "No barrister would consider taking such a case. Magical contracts can not be broken." "You're wrong," Alex declared. "Legal magical contracts can not be broken. Each of these students is obliged to compete in your tasks, but they are not required to wear your costumes, most certainly not everyday for the next eight months." Rishard shook his head in frustration. "Okay, junior barrister, suppose you tell me just why they don't have to wear the costumes." Alex smiled. "I wanted to be sure, so I stopped and got this book from the library on my way here." He turned to page 169 Get it? and read out loud. "Magical contracts are no different than paper contracts with the exception that there is no printed copy. All the same rules apply. Both parties must be made aware of all the particulars prior to completion of the contract. Noncompliance with items not disclosed will not negate the remainder of the contract." "Very interesting, Mr. Ward," Snape said, "twenty-five points to Gryffindor. This is so in character for Snape. Oy vey. "You might want to consider a job in the legal profession. Mr. Simone, do you still feel that no barrister would consider taking this case?" "This is preposterous, he's just a boy," Simone argued. "Certainly you people can't place any merit in the dribble he's spewing. It has been the authority of the games committee to select participation uniforms for over a thousand years."

"And how long has it been policy to insist that they be worn on a daily basis for eight straight months?" Severus questioned. Rishard hemmed and hawed before saying, "That would be new policy, but it is still part of the magical contract." "Only if disclosed to the participants before they became bond," Severus declared. "I know my students were not aware of your new policy, were you?" Severus directed his eyes to the group of Americans who quickly shook their heads no. "Before returning to your classes, you might want to all slip into something more appropriate for a wizarding school," Snape announced. "You're overstepping your authority, Snape," Rishard warned in his anxious high-pitched voice.

This is the Main Villain, everyone. "I might well be," Severus said. "Sue me if you can find a barrister willing to take the case." Rishard literally shook with anger. "This doesn't change the training or actual competition," Rishard warned. "They must dress as directed for those events."

I have the feeling that if this was set in a more logical setting rather than Bizarro!Dark!Edgy!Potterverse, then I think that if the parents saw their mostly underage children wear these outfits for the events that they immediately would protest and that the events would be cancelled as a consequence to that. "If that indeed proves to be correct, they will," Severus agreed. "Humiliation is always difficult to bear, but rather five days than over two hundred." Severus turned to the assembled students. "Is there anything anyone wants to add?" "Sir, would it be all right if Jamie and I talked with all the contestants for a moment before they went about their business?" Alex asked. "Certainly," Snape said motioning to a corner of the room. Rishard watched suspiciously as everyone gathered around Jamie and Alex. Before Alex could speak, Debby threw her arms around him and kissed him soundly. "I'm sorry," she said looking first at Alex and then toward Jamie. "Brian told me that you were engaged, but I had to kiss him. You cannot imagine how good it will feel to get some clothes on and not be the center of attention for a change."

Oh well, Debby, regarding clothes, I´m afraid to tell you.... "Just don't make a habit of it," Jamie warned before giving Debby a friendly hug. I can´t help but imagine Jamie having a huge slasher smile in this scene and context. "Look, we can't talk here, too much chance of being overheard. Can everyone meet me Friday night at eight o'clock outside the entrance to the Great Hall? It's about these costumes and it's important."

* * * * * *

Cut for a boring scene about Emily and Caitlins relationship dramas, and another boring scene about prom dates.

"You can't imagine how good it feels to wear clothes again," Debby said as she and the other members of the American team approached Jamie and Alex. "I hate that ludicrous outfit. Words can never express my gratitude."

Yes, Debby, and by the end of the fic you will hate clothes alltogether. "Words will have to do," Jamie said with a warning laugh. "You've already exceeded your yearly limit of kissing Alex." Jamie looked around and counted heads. "I think that's everybody then, please follow me," she said. "Where are we going?" Dick bellowed. "And where are Thatcher and Potter?" "I don't want to talk here," Jamie answered. "Kim and Caitlin are preparing a place where we won't be disturbed." "I don't have all night to be traipsing around the castle," Dick complained. "Furthermore, what is Ward doing here? He isn't a member of either team."

Dick is only saying this because the scene needs a contrarian. "He's my boyfriend and he's How hard was it just to write "he is here"? here at my request," Jamie replied. "I might need his help to stick your head in a chamber pot if you don't shut up and stop bellyaching." Debby smiled. She definitely liked Jamie and Alex. Something about them just sparked trust. On the other hand, Bancroft had easily won her disdain.

Like other sporkers have noted in this scene, it would have been way more interesting if Debby found herself more drawn to Bancroft than the way too perfect Jamie Sue. Jamie looked about nervously as the group followed her and Alex as they made their way toward the seventh floor. "Harry offered me his map," Jamie whispered to Alex, "but I was fearful someone else might see it."

And then this is promptly forgotten about. "I don't imagine it's necessary to name names," Alex said squeezing her hand. "I'm disappointed," he moaned. "Your robes are real."

Alex, you pervert!

"Yes, but what's under them isn't. That's another reason I wanted you with me." "Why are you bringing us up to the seventh floor?" Bancroft complained. "There's nothing up here." "Do you call that nothing?" Jamie asked, as they approached a highly polished door with a brass handle. Alex seized the handle, pulled open the door, and led the way in. The room was spacious, and illuminated with flickering torches. The walls were lined with wooden bookcases containing every manner of law book imaginable. How convenient. There were also seventeen extremely comfortable chairs. "I've been on this floor numerous times before and I've never seen this room," Dick complained. "Maybe you weren't looking for it," Caitlin said with a chuckle.

OMG THIS IS SO FUNNY LOOK HOW SMART CAITLIN IS LETS ALL CLAP FOR HER "If everyone will please take a seat, I'd like to get started," Jamie said. Caitlin and Kim remained standing uneasily on either side of Jamie as the others all were seated. "Prior to you getting started, may I ask why the three of you are wearing robes inside on a Friday evening?" Jeff questioned. "What we want to talk about tonight involves a little show and tell," But mostly tell! Jamie explained. "Bear with me and you'll understand in a few minutes. "First I'd like to properly introduce Alex Ward, my wonderful boyfriend, who found the flaw in the contract that allowed us to get out of wearing those hideous costumes nearly every waking moment for the next eight months." Everyone applauded and either kissed Alex or patted him on the back. Surprisingly even Dick Bancroft shook Alex's hand and murmured what sounded like, thanks mate. "Unfortunately, thus far, Alex hasn't found any loophole that will get us out of wearing those atrocities for training or the actual contests," Jamie remarked. "I don't understand," said Nora nervously. "What is the difference?" "Tradition and over a thousand years of precedence," Jamie answered. "Having us wear his awful costumes on a daily basis was Simone's original idea. The concept was totally new to wizard competition and therefore needed to be explained in full before it could become part of the magical contract. It not only wasn't explained, but it wasn't even revealed, therefore it can't be part of the contract."

As was clearly stated earlier that day.

Why is this repeated again if we all already know? "I'm confused," Jeff admitted. "If the costumes are considered to be indecent for us to wear daily, why is it okay for us to wear them for training and in the actual events?" "You've jumped to an erroneous conclusion," Alex interjected. It´s not an interjection when he´s answering the question, Suethor! "The fact that you don't have to wear the outfits on a daily basis has nothing to do with whether they are indecent or not. You don't have to wear them because being required to do so on a daily basis was a change from tradition that was not properly explained before the magical contract was initiated." "You mean that we still have to wear them for training and the actual competition?" Nora asked, devastated. "They're still ghastly and indecent." "That, they are," Jamie agreed, "but unfortunately it has been traditional for event holders to issue uniforms for the games. It was not necessary for this to be explained to us because it has been the accepted policy since the origin of the games." "But certainly not such revealing outfits," Nora pleaded. Alex nodded his head. "I was hoping that we could use that against Rishard, but it seems history is on his side. For a period of over two hundred years, wizards and witches actually competed in the same attire as the original Muggle Olympians." "Didn't those dudes contend starkers?" Brian questioned. "Exactly," Alex answered. "I'm sure Rishard has pointed this out on numerous occasions to those opposing him." "Let me get this straight," Bancroft fumed. "We don't have to wear mini Speedos on a daily basis, but we do have to wear them for the two training sessions and the three actual events when the entire wizarding world will be watching. I was expecting good news. Why are you wasting our time if you don't have any worthwhile to tell us?" "We do have something meaningful to say," Jamie responded. "I'm sorry, I wish we had a way of getting us all out of wearing Rishard's debauched creations, but we don't. We do, however, have a way of preventing body parts from popping out while participating." Jamie removed her robes; Caitlin and Kim followed suit. Kim's face glowed a bright pink as all the competitors from both teams stared at the trio.

This is so dumb.

"The way you're staring at us now, is exactly the way the spectators will be looking at all of us during the competition," Jamie said, disgust evident in her voice. "But as provocative and revealing as these costumes might be on their own, Rishard is expecting us to deliver much more to his audience. He is counting on us to have numerous 'accidents' throughout the course of the contests."

Jamie looked pointedly at Bancroft. "And it's not just boobs that he's hoping will pop out. He wants both male and female privates on display, too." For the next few minutes, members of the American team related stories of the numerous embarrassing moments they had endured during the US competition wearing a less revealing costume than now required. After Debby finished telling the story of how she had spent ten agonizing minutes as part of a human ladder with her vagina completely exposed, everyone sat in silence for a few moments.

That does sound rather unpleasant.

But still strange how no one dared to bring this up while still in the US. Debby looked intently at Jamie, tears filling her eyes. "These contests are going to be seen world wide on wizard cam. I don't want my pussy bared to the entire wizarding world." "We have a way out," Jamie said hesitantly. "It has its draw backs, but it's better than the alternative." Jamie gave Caitlin and Kim a smile. "Are you ready?" Both girls gave Jamie a nervous smile as she began counting. First the three girls did ten toe touches. They followed this with ten sit ups, ten pushups and ten jumping jacks. To finish everything off, Caitlin did a handstand with a full split.

This whole plot is so ridicculous. Everyone watched with amazement, particularly the Americans. "How did you do that?" Brian asked, looking totally flabbergasted. "Wearing those outfits, your breasts should be exposed." He stared at the spot where Caitlin's legs met. "You don't even have a hint of a camel toe. I hate this fic. By rights you should be totally showing off." Debby and the remainder Not balance? of the American team nodded their heads in agreement. "It's impossible. How did you manage to stay in your uniforms?" Debby asked. Jamie took a deep breath. "It was easy," she said. "You see, we aren't really wearing Rishard's costumes. We are covered with a concealment charm. In reality, except for our trainers and socks, we're nude." "What do you take us for?" Bancroft yelled. "Do you actually expect us to believe that blarney?"

Why would a pureblood wizard like him be surprised over that a spell like that exists?

Oh, I forgot - this scene needs a contrarian! "In your case, I'm surprised that you've accepted the principle that the world is round," Jamie said, frustration evident in her voice. She reached out her arm. "Touch my hand." Alex cringed as Dick Bancroft reached out and touched Jamie's hand. Bancroft barely made contact when his mouth open and his chin dropped. He didn't speak, but he did seem on the verge of drooling. Jamie withdrew her hand, but Dick's eyes remained fixed on her body.

This isnt the first time where we have seen Dick gushing over Jamies oh so hot body.

Despite all these scenes, nothing ever comes of it.

Strangely enough, Jamie and Dick actually have more of a dynamic and even somewhat of a chemistry than Jamie has with Alex, who we still essentially know nothing about. "I don't understand how you can consider being nude better than wearing that depraved costume. Either way your private parts are seen," Nora pleaded. "It's extremely different," Debby said. "One way, you're exposed to the entire world. I expect that my pictures will float about on the Muggle Internet How strange how she suddenly mentions the Muggle Internet, considering that they before and after this scene keep mentioning the Wizard Net. for the rest of my life. The other way, you might be seen totally nude, but only by a few people that you intimately trust." Her eyes rested on Brian. "Jamie, would you please teach me that charm?" "I'm in too," said Brian. A couple of the other Americans also agreed, but one girl and the other three boys declined. None of the Hogwarts competitors seemed willing to take the plunge. "Why can't we wear both the costume and the charm?" Nora asked. "We thought about that but it causes numerous problems. The charm is meant to hide flesh, so parts of the real costume sometimes stick out from under the charm. Plus if the actual costume becomes out of place, which it will, there is no way to adjust it. We need to be careful that Rishard doesn't catch on to what we're doing.

I said it before, but my G-d is this plot ridicculous!

So an ancient dark lord returns from the death, and yet this is supposed to be the main conflict of the fic?! "If there are no other questions, I'm willing to show anyone that's interested how to apply the charm." After Jamie had showed the interested Americans how to use the charm, the students separated into teams so that members could become accustomed to seeing their teammates nude.

This is part of the cultish brainwashing for the wonders of naturism.

* * * * * *

Saturday, November 5, 2005 "What do you think practice will be like?" Caitlin asked Jamie as they both nervously nibbled I almost read that as Nipples! at their breakfast. "I've no idea," she said. "I'm just glad that Harry is going to coach and be present at the training sessions. That Rishard is creepy; he makes me uneasy." "I don't like him either. He's most definitely a pervert," Caitlin declared. "Although he seems more interested in watching the boys than he does the girls."

Which in Neils eyes makes him even more evil. "Yeah! His only interest in us is that we expose ourselves enough to satisfy his paying clientele," Jamie replied. "I heard that these training sessions are even open to the public. I wish Nora and the guys had decided to use the charm." "Especially Nora," Caitlin said. "She's so shy. I'm afraid she'll be a basket case before the day is over. She must be assimilated!" Jamie nodded her head in agreement. "You don't mind if I come watch the practice, do you?" Alex said placing a hand on both Jamie and Caitlin's shoulders. "I kind of want to keep an eye on Bancroft." "We'd be disappointed if you didn't come," Jamie answered candidly. "Okay, see you in a bit then," Alex said, leaning down and kissing both girls on the cheek before starting away. "Wait up," Jamie shouted. "We're done eating. You can escort us both down to the Quidditch Pitch." "Now that's an offer I can't refuse," Alex said gleefully. "It's not often I get to escort the two prettiest girls in Hogwarts." He put an arm around each girl's waist. "Do you realize how envious all the other guys are right now and they can't even see what I can?"

This is clearly Neil speaking through Alex. "Just make sure that hand stays on my waist," Jamie warned. "No grabbing a feel of my butt."

I´m surprised Jamie has any boundaries at all. Caitlin giggled. "You can squeeze mine if you want, Alex. I think it would feel neat."

-_- Jamie, Caitlin and Alex all exchanged impish looks and then burst into laughter.

* * * * * *

Cut for a boring scene with Emily and Tyler.

"Good morning," Rishard said, surveying both groups of players. "You certainly all look divine today."

He glanced at Harry and gave him a wink. "This is our first of two 'Get to Know You' sessions. To be successful in these games you must know your teammates and trust them intimately."

"What we're going to do first is a humorous little ice breaking drill using a simple little beanbag. Would both teams please form circles?"

Harry and Buddy had their teams comply, spacing the members about three meters apart in two separate circles. After the teams were positioned, Rishard handed Harry and Bud each two beanbags and instructed them to hold on to them until later. He then walked over to the team from Salem. He handed Debby a beanbag and then whispered something in her ear.

"I wonder what he told her?" Emily asked.

"I'm not sure," Tyler replied, "but I wouldn't want her looking at me like that."

Debby's face was flushed, but she was staring livid daggers at Mr. Simone.

Rishard next walked over to the Hogwarts contingent and handed a beanbag to Jamie. "My, but doesn't that costume display your attributes nicely," he whispered. "Your tits look like they're just begging to be unleashed."

This sounds like completely natural dialogue.

Jamie just glared at Rishard. She couldn't believe that he was talking to her in such an improper way.

I´m surprised that she is surprised at this point.

"I should warn you," Rishard continued, "that costume might not be able to restrain those beauties of yours, but don't worry. You have absolutely nothing to be ashamed of and I'm sure the sight will be greatly appreciated by all those watching."

I don´t know why, but it seems that Neil wants to show that he´s a pervert.

"Now then, each team has a beanbag," Rishard announced loudly. "Introduce yourself to your teammates. Tell something unique about yourself and then toss the bag to the player on your right. Take your time; it is more important you get to know your teammates than it is to rush."

Debby and Jamie both began to speak, but since Tyler and Emily were sitting nearer to the Hogwarts team and could hear them better; they concentrated more on their introductions.

"I'm Jamie Sue Zacherley, a seventh year Gryffindor," Jamie announced. "Most of you are probably by now aware of my uniqueness; I'm a Mary Sue naturist."

Jamie then passed the bag to Caitlin. Each player introduced him or herself and then passed the bag on until it reached Nora who was standing on Jamie's left. Nora had a difficult time reaching for the bag. Her left hand was busy covering her crotch, while she tried to cover her chest with her right arm.

"I'm Nora Jordan, vice president of the Gobstones Club," she said timidly.

No idea what that is.

Mr. Simone had been watching both groups waiting for them to complete their introductions. "Now what I want you to do is call out any teammates name and toss the beanbag to that person. Try to do it as quickly as possible, but make sure your throws are accurate. Begin!"

Nora called Jeff's name and then without moving her arm, made a pathetic one hand toss to the boy on her immediate left.

"She's going to need to loosen up," Alex said to Amanda, who was now sitting with him. "She must be assimilated!"

"That's easier said then done," Amanda answered back. "The poor girl is embarrassed to be seen in public in that outrageous getup and I don't blame her. Worse yet, she's scared stiff to move for fear of becoming even more exposed."

Alex was sympathetic to how Nora felt, but at the same time realized that her inhibition might well eventually be the downfall of the Hogwarts team.

Both teams seemed to be having fun tossing the beanbag about; only a few players had dropped it. After getting their attention, Simone gave Harry and Bud the signal and they both called a name tossing a second beanbag into the circle. After a few more minutes the third bag was added. Nora stood apprehensively; she knew sooner or later one of the bags would come in her direction. She was amazed that no one had thus far thrown to her. Obviously all her teammates, Bancroft included, had decided it was best to avoid throwing to the timorous girl.

Oh well. Seems that someone is trying to take Caitlins title of being the Queen of Angst.

Anyway, we now come to another one of the most infamous scenes of the series:

Then without warning, it happened. Three people called his name at the same time and Bancroft found three beanbags zinging his direction. He leaned to his left, stretched to the right and then jumped skyward. Unbelievably he had caught all three bags. He started to send them off in different directions when Jamie flung her arms around him and held him in a tight embrace.

"What the ...?" Dick started to say.

"Your penis decided it wanted some fresh air," Jamie quickly explained. "I'll keep you shielded while you adjust yourself."

I laughed so hard when I read that the first time.

Jamie held on just long enough for Bancroft to put things back where they belonged, and then she hurried back to her position in the circle. Dick just stared as she walked away. That had almost been worth being exposed.

Or even Overexposed.

"I hope she doesn't have to do anything like that too often during the competition," Amanda said.

"You hope!?" Alex said, his face turning a sickly green. "If she ever has to hug him again, I'm going to end up tossing my breakfast."

"That's enough," Simone said. He was still trying to act jaunty, but disappointment seemed to etch each word.

"I wonder what's wrong with him?" Tyler asked. "He seems disappointed about something."

"He is," Emily responded. "Rishard was expecting a tit show and he's not getting it. So far, at least on the Hogwarts team, Bancroft was the only one to have an accident. I know for a fact that he was hoping for Jamie to be out of her costume more than in it."

"I get it," Tyler said. "Jamie, Caitlin and Kim are wearing the charm too. That's how they are able to jump around without Overexposing themselves."

"Our next getting to know you exercise is called 'Reach Out and Hug Someone'," Simone announced.

Alex just looked at Amanda and shook his head. This wasn't his day.

One of the few times something that is meant to be funny where it actually works.

"For this exercise the groups will once again stand in circles. When your coach yells, 'go' you run across and hug someone. On each 'go' you switch partners and hug someone different until each person has hugged everybody in the group. Yes, I mean everybody," Mr. Simone emphasized as a number of hands had ventured into the air.

When Harry hollered 'go' for the first time, neither Dick Bancroft nor Nora initially moved. Nora was simply afraid to move whereas Bancroft found the whole idea of hugging extremely uncomfortable. Once everyone else had paired, with Harry's encouragement, Dick finally moved toward Nora and only just placed his arms around her.

On the first switch, Bancroft ended up with Caitlin. Caitlin hadn't seemed to mind hugging Jeff, but seemed exceedingly hesitant to put her arms around the Dick.

"I wouldn't want to hug that slime ball either," Emily said, commenting on Caitlin's lack of enthusiasm. Then she remembered that Dick was Tyler's brother. "Sorry! I'm sure he's okay once you get to know him."

Cut for more boring Emily/Tyler stuff.

As the pairings continued to change on the field, so did the arousal level of the Hogwarts male participants. Most of the boys had never experienced seeing a naked girl before the previous night, now they were in turn hugging three of them. Their swelling quickly subsided, however, when the boys began hugging each other.

So it seems none of them are gay.

Finally after the members of both teams had exchanged hugs with all their counterparts, Rishard called an end to the exercise. Although his voice still maintained a buoyant air, his face gave away his disappointment. He glanced one by one at the Hogwarts players, maintaining eye contact with the girls longer than the boys. Finally his eyes came to rest on Jamie Zacherley. The girls all looked extremely provocative, especially Jamie. The costumes left little to the imagination, but he had promised his colleagues that no imagination would be necessary. He had guaranteed accidental nudity. With the exception of Nora, the Hogwarts girls seemed to be running and jumping about without a care, yet there had been absolutely no Overexposure. Why weren't Zacherley's tits popping out?

"It looks like it is about to rain," Rishard said, glancing at the darkening skies. "This will be our last exercise of the day. Next Saturday we will concentrate on developing team trust."

Oh well.

Cut for more boring Emily/Tyler stuff.

"Harry! I'm so glad you're back!" Hermione cried, as he entered their quarters. "I was just about to send Hedwig to search you out."

Ah yeah, I totally forgot that Hedwig still is a thing here, given that this was written before the final book came and used another fanfics continuity while then using the canon that was revealed afterwards at the same time.

"What's the matter?" Harry asked, seeing grave concern etched on Hermione's face.

"I'm not sure," Hermione answered tensely. "Severus just stuck his head in the fire and asked that you and I come to his office immediately. Tonks and Kingsley Shacklebolt are on their way." Hermione bit her lips. "I don't think it's a social visit. Severus looked distraught."

Oh well.

It´s rather easy to guess what´s coming next, considering what the last chapter ended with.

End of Chapter 13

Finally.

[punkscowardschampions]

Jali Pt.1

Ali: [Private to Johnny]

Ali: Can you go find Moses

Johnny: What for?

Ali: To beat the shit out of him

Johnny: I’m asking what he’s done not how you reckon I’m to handle it

Ali: He set Ronan up, acted like he was doing a nice thing when it was pure selfishness

Johnny: Set him up how?

Ali: He told him he had a surprise for him, but he did it in the group chat so everyone could see, what else could Ronan do but stay once he got to Mosey’s

Johnny: Wait, I’ll read it

Johnny: [a pause while you do]

Johnny: Where’d Moses go, do you know?

Ali: Off with [that lad] I’ve been told, I don’t know where they went though

Johnny: I’ll find ‘em

Ali: Sorry to fuck with your night as well but everyone else’s has been by it so

Johnny: You didn’t

Ali: Bearer of bad news or whatever then

Johnny: Nobody else wanted to tell me, so

Ali: They’ve all got their reasons not to but

Ali: I’d rather you dealt with it, as I’m not allowed

Johnny: Least you’ve sense to know how it’s best handled

Ali: Carly made me promise

Johnny: I’ll see to Carly when I have Moses

Ali: She’s gone home, you don’t need to

Johnny: Don’t you tell me what needs doing, girl

Johnny: it’s our home & there she goes making herself unwelcome again

Ali: because he told her it’d be a good idea, made her believe it

Johnny: She’s been warned

Ali: By you, who she knows doesn’t like her

Ali: she thought he did, even if it’s clear he doesn’t

Johnny: By you, ‘cept I can’t trust you to keep to nothing you say

Ali: Says you

Ali: I did warn her, she has to see the bad herself and even then she can keep making excuses for ages

Johnny: She’ll see the bad now

Ali: She already has, you’re a bit late

Johnny: From Moses, not from me

Ali: You’re meant to keep him in line, not her

Ali: right?

Johnny: She’s meant to know her place too

Ali: You don’t think she feels sufficiently put in it right now?

Johnny: No, by tomorrow she’ll be at it the same

Ali: Have you known her to take herself home before, come on

Johnny: You taking yourself home didn’t last

Ali: Why should it?

Johnny: ‘Cause of shit like this

Ali: This has nothing to do with me, I wasn’t even in the chat or anywhere near

Johnny: You shouldn’t be nowhere near, I said you weren’t to be here but you don’t listen

Ali: You also said you’d take me to see my brother but that didn’t happen so

Ali: I’m here as a friend to Ronan

Johnny: It happened

Johnny: and you can be a friend to him off site, how you was before you came ‘round

Ali: Every week or every other

Ali: why else would you have to talk shit on my word so hard if you didn’t know you fucked up

Johnny: Yeah, I fucked up, Ali

Johnny: walking away is how I make it right

Ali: For your future self, who you don’t have to be yet

Johnny: It’s as wrong now as it would be then, or was when it happened

Ali: You’re not married

Johnny: It don’t matter, I’m not Moses neither

Ali: No one’s asking you to act like him, I’m not

Johnny: You are, it’s no different

Johnny: I can’t give you more than he has Carly

Ali: I liked it best when we talked about and fixed the bike, why can’t we be friends off site too?

Johnny: I’m not friends with no girls, it’s not done

Ali: fine so act like I’m not one again

Johnny: I need to find Moses

Ali: I said sorry, did you read it?

Johnny: No

Ali: Go ahead and read that one too

Johnny: I’m busy

Ali: Sure, keep busy so you don’t have to address any of it

Johnny: You know what I’m addressing here now, you asked me to

Ali: and I wish him nothing but the worst

Ali: but maybe if you got a split lip or something, I wouldn’t shed a tear either

Johnny: I’ll not be parading ‘round for you to see it how you are in that outfit

Ali: I don’t think it would fit you

Ali: and I knew you wouldn’t like it

Johnny: Can’t say it fits you when there’s nothing of it

Ali: You can’t walk a tightrope in a sack

Johnny: You’re not, you’re walking a fine line

Ali: There’s no outfit for that, Johnny

Johnny: You’ve an answer for everything

Ali: and an outfit for every occasion ✨

Ali: Ronan liked it, it’s his birthday anyway

Johnny: He would

Ali: I’m going to find him, check he’s alright

Johnny: He’ll be grand off your attention

Ali: I don’t know, he got loads earlier

Ali: I just want to check he’s not fucked up off that

Johnny: Yeah well, on you go

Johnny: we’ve both things to do

Ali: Tell me when you’re back

Ali: or, you’re at least done with that

Johnny: [go find and beat this boy half to death, couldn’t happen to a nicer person truly]

Johnny: I found him and it’s done with

Ali: Good, you can type

Ali: I’ll fill in the blanks in my own time, are you okay?

Johnny: Did you speak to Ronan? How’s he?

Ali: Yeah, as alright as you’d expect, obviously not happy with Moses for doing that but it wasn’t anything worse than I’d imagined

Johnny: Get yourself home now then

Ali: You don’t have to hide from me, I won’t bother you

Johnny: Ronan’ll see you off, when I’ve got myself back, party’s over

Ali: I know my way home

Ali: but do you not want to see me for the same reasons as before or ‘cause you’re really hurt now?

Johnny: So be on your way

Ali: The way you don’t answer is still an answer, you know

Johnny: Enough, Ali

Ali: Fine, you probably know all the good pain relief anyway 

Johnny: It best be the last, but s’not the 1st time I’ve had to do this

Ali: I figured

Ali: If he goes near her again, it’ll be game over

Johnny: You’re not to go near him whatever he does

Ali: He’ll have to stay away

Johnny: You stay away

Ali: I’m not going to start it, he’s the idiot, not me

Johnny: How he behaves is no business of yours, he’ll not touch her, you can keep yourself out of it

Ali: It’s only my business when it affects her, seeing as you don’t want to claim her, she’s my business, that’s all

Johnny: They’re finished with each other

Ali: No one would like that more than me

Johnny: There you are, you’ve got it

Ali: Why is he such an asshole?

Johnny: Site’s full, why are any of ‘em?

Johnny: he’s his demons, we all of us have

Ali: I suppose but I don’t feel like giving him the grace right this second

Ali: You’d never do that to Bart, like

Johnny: Girls show him too much grace

Ali: I don’t get it

Johnny: I’ve no answer for you

Ali: I’d rather not know, I reckon

Johnny: True enough

Ali: Can’t flirt to save his life, witnessing that was enough to convince me otherwise

Johnny: You’ve the sense you were born with, unlike your pal

Ali: Just different taste

Johnny: Yeah, she’s no taste, you’ve got some

Ali: You’re only going to give me some?

Johnny: Come on now, ‘course

Ali: but you happen to know I have excellent taste in many things

Johnny: Do I?

Ali: Oi, yes!

Ali: Bikes, music, outfits…

Johnny: And I happen to know what you’ve bad taste in

Ali: You should like yourself more

Johnny: Not while you like me more than you should

Ali: How I feel shouldn’t affect anything

Johnny: Maybe not, but it does

Ali: Have you thought about it, even once?

Johnny: Does that make a difference to you?

Ali: Yes

Johnny: Why?

Ali: I won’t feel like the only thing I’ve achieved is driving myself insane

Johnny: We can’t, that’s what I think about

Ali: But we did

Johnny: And we shouldn’t of, you know

Ali: I don’t know but I can take a no

Johnny: There’s too much temptation in being near you

Ali: Maybe one day?

Ali: It wouldn’t be the same, like it was with them

Johnny: It’ll never be different enough from them

Ali: I don’t care if you have to run me down to them all, if that’s really what you have to do and you don’t think we could do a slightly better job at being inconspicuous 

Johnny: I care

Ali: I know what mean things you mean and the ones you don’t

Johnny: Saying that now when we’re both being honest is 1 thing

Ali: Just

Ali: try seeing me again, take me to see Joe again, if you want

Ali: see how no one is going to know or find out

Johnny: I’ll take you to see your brother ‘cause I said every other week

Ali: And you won’t leave me stranded this time?

Ali: I didn’t know it was a one-way journey

Johnny: Nor me, I just had to leave before it was made worse

Ali: I don’t know how it could have been worse than having to sit next to Carly’s mam and act like nothing had happened but 

Johnny: If everything had happened like I wanted it to

Ali: Mm, no, that’s definitely better

Johnny: No

Ali: Just for me then

Johnny: Don’t start with none of this

Ali: I’m not, I’m just being honest

Ali: you knew how I felt at the time

Johnny: You’re meant to do us the favour of not feeling the same by now

Ali: Can you feel it, when you’re alone, do you let yourself?

Ali: because you know I’m not going to tell anyone, do anything and you still just won’t give an inch

Johnny: Why would I let myself?

Ali: So many reasons

Johnny: The biggest reasons go against us

Ali: You need to relax or you’ll die, there’s the biggest ever

Johnny: No lad’s ever died from wanting a girl he’s not to have

Ali: Don’t it ever feel like it, come on, boy

Johnny: You know how it feels

Ali: I want to know how it feels to you

Johnny: Trust me, you don’t

Ali: I don’t think it’s going to be romantic, I’m not naive 

Johnny: What else are you, thinking nobody’d know and this can work itself out?

Ali: Nothing would be that hard about it

Ali: I have an answer for everything because I’m smart

Johnny: Too smart for your own good

Ali: You wouldn’t have any complaints

Ali: You’ve built it up in your head but it won’t 🤯💥🌍

Johnny: I’ve complaints of you reckoning you’re smarter than me, you don’t know what’s best for me more than I do

Ali: You should reckon you’re smarter, you don’t think you can elude, who, your brother and cousins, for the time it takes to get to and from the hospital? 

Johnny: You’re not that smart if you think this is about them

Ali: I’m just trying to provoke you into action

Johnny: How can I smack Moses for misbehaving then act whatever way I like? I’m no hypocrite

Ali: It isn’t the same behaviour for starters and secondly you hold yourself to higher standards than Christ

Johnny: It’s the same as Ronan would do with you and I’ve told him to keep away

Ali: He doesn’t though, none of them try as hard as you

Johnny: I don’t want to hear about it, you and him

Ali: You heard he was losing his L plates, there isn’t anything to hear

Johnny: Her getting under them both don’t mean you need to follow in it

Ali: I wouldn’t go near Moses like that in a million years, give me some credit

Johnny: That’d be the day, I’m only on about you going near me like that

Ali: What was your first time like?

Johnny: Why would I tell you? It’s between me and the girl it was

Ali: Just a question people ask

Ali: I’m doing research

Johnny: It’s meant to be private

Johnny: you’ve been ‘round Carly too long, your trouble, you’ve lost what boundaries you had

Ali: Girls talk, I’m sure she told all her friends

Ali: you can talk about the things that happen to you, if you want

Johnny: I’m not talking about it with you

Ali: Okay, probably for the best

Johnny: Yours shouldn’t be in the carpark of a hospital where your brother is

Ali: I would’ve stopped you before then

Johnny: I had to stop myself before then

Ali: You didn’t trust me to, I get it

Johnny: There’s no trust for myself neither, what it took

Ali: I’m a bit sorry, you don’t need another challenge to prove yourself on

Johnny: I’d lose if you set 1 up

Ali: and that’s not how I want it to feel for you so

Johnny: But you asked how I feel and what I’ve let myself think

Johnny: it’s that fighting you is a losing battle for me

Ali: You’re fighting wanting me

Johnny: You’re putting me into conflict with myself

Ali: I didn’t mean to I just liked you

Johnny: I don’t know what to do

Ali: You’ve slept with other girls, you could kiss me

Ali: you’ve already done worse, right

Johnny: I have kissed you, it’s not enough

Ali: no, it’s not

Ali: I’ve still thought about it every day since though

Johnny: I don’t know I could stop when I next see you

Ali: I wouldn’t want you to

Johnny: I should want to, why do I feel this?

Ali: Because it’s feeling, it’s above logic or morality, none of us would be here if it wasn’t a natural instinct

Ali: If we tried, you can hate me after

Johnny: And what are we to do if I like you instead?

Ali: then we’ll do it again until we can’t

Johnny: So simple, is it?

Ali: It can be

Johnny: For you, you’re not going against nothing

Ali: Sure I am, do you think anyone in my life would be thrilled?

Johnny: I’m still not going ‘round for tea with your mammy and daddy, like

Ali: Luckily, that is not what I want either 😏

Ali: if we have anything in common it’s that it’s a secret

Johnny: Sure, your group chat don’t need to hear about how I want you 

Ali: Why would I risk my hearing it for that

Johnny: You wouldn’t, smart girl

Ali: 😳

Ali: When

Johnny: With how Moses and me left each other, I’d have to fight to do something proper to you

Ali: and you did send me home, which I’m sure I did the second you asked

Ali: Back to hating him again 🙄

Johnny: Where are you?

Ali: Just walking, near [somewhere still close by because we did not leave when you asked, obviously]

Johnny: By yourself?

Ali: Some other people were walking the same way

Johnny: For a smart girl, you’re stupid about your own safety

Johnny: wait there now for me

Ali: You’re just extra cautious but I’m not mad about it

Johnny: I’ve seen more of the world than you

Ali: So tell me about it

Johnny: No, I don’t want to take from you how you see it

Ali: I’ve lived other places to know here is safe

Ali: and how to take care of myself, you know

Johnny: But you don’t take care of yourself, you put yourself in harm’s way

Johnny: like by reckoning you’ll go find Moses with no help from nobody

Ali: I know I could, you don’t believe us 

Johnny: I know I’d have to kill him for what he’d do to you while you’re trying, don’t be bringing me trouble like that

Ali: You aren’t killing nobody, I’ll leave him be, him and his stupid smug face

Johnny: His face looks less smug for what I did to it

Ali: 😍

Johnny: We’re both of us banned from [the pub] if he keeps up this carry on I’ll have nowhere left to go

Ali: Thank God there’s no shortage of them

Ali: Are you walking or?

Johnny: I’ve need of somewhere when thinking of you drives me to drink

Johnny: Why would I walk?

Ali: I don’t know how bad your injuries are or aren’t, how am I to know what vehicles turning up 🚗🚕🚌🦽🛴🚲🛵🚔🚀🛸🚁

Johnny: I didn’t spend all that time and money on my bike not to ride it

Ali: Well I missed it too

Johnny: I should’ve taken you to see your brother more, but whenever I set out to meet you I couldn’t get far enough

Ali: You were just thinking about your own peace

Ali: obviously I weren’t happy but I knew why you weren’t

Johnny: I’ve had none since, maybe that’s what I’m owed for going back on my word

Ali: You could accuse me of putting a spell on you

Johnny: Are you admitting to it then?

Ali: No… 😈

Ali: just some wishing closer to 🙏 swear

Johnny: Wishing for what?

Ali: That you were thinking about me too, enough to at least talk about it if not make it happen again

Johnny: And now?

Ali: That you’ll get here faster

Johnny: [show up like wish granted, on a bike you should clearly not be driving in whatever condition this fight has you in, and you deffo shouldn’t have been speeding and texting on too]

Ali: [thank the lord this is him because the way you’re running towards this bike would not be easy to style out lmao, not that we care but also thank god it’s you, it’s clearly dark so doing the best you can to see what state he is but failing lowkey ‘you timed that well’ like well done, that was impressive because too !! to say anything else]

Johnny: [we all know that other boy fared way worse this time, as he should, cos this one was LIVID af and obvs we’re not opposed to fighting dirty and catching said smug boy unawares, but still, not saying you sir are unscathed, you cannot be how hard I imagine them both going once this kicked off, ANYWAY, hopping off this bike as if he isn’t remotely hurt at all because simply must, and be in her grill just looking at her like !!]

Ali: [reaching out and grabbing the bottom of his top, still, at this point, thinking of not accidentally hurting him with how extra we’re intending of being, pulling him closer than he already was, STARING at him]

Johnny: [doing his own reach out and pulling her closer move but his is via her hair + the side of her face for that throwback reminder to when she held his when they kissed before obvs so he will then also be taking her hair band off and letting it drop wherever it ends up, soz I personally LOVE the lewk, because he hates the bants and sass of her outfit lol lol]

Ali: [me like sir that is vintage lmao, meanwhile we are far too distracted by the rest of this hot move to be registering it like that, but we can gasp about it like that’s the only reason we could have to and not how your hand feels in our hair, leaning your head in his palm for a moment to LOOK at him ‘cos a summer feels like forever casually when you’re hormonal and dramatic]

Johnny: [I had the same thought, I was literally like don’t you lose that/leave it by the side of the road haha, but we all know she can’t and won’t care in this moment, especially when he’s taking his own sec to LOOK back at her like this is the first time he’s ever in his life/he hasn’t seen her for a lifetime, before he’s then kissing her with the same energy, not as aggro this time but with as much !!  still going hard with how dramatically he’s pulling her into him even more given the clothes she’s barely wearing, like are you gonna have literal marks on all that bare skin of your waist etc purely from his hands before he even does anything else, probably yes, but we’re keeping upright at least and not beating each other up again lol]

Ali: [You are some level of intoxicated obviously as you are leaving a party, will just have to retrace your steps like a messy bitch if you leave it, won’t you honey; in the here and now though, throwing yourself at him because have immediately forgot he’s any sort of injured and the need to be the closest is more pressing, you’re tiny so you aren’t going to bowl him over with it necessarily but still, give back that !! energy tenfold]

Johnny: [nobody is soz this is too much of a mood to care about such things like vintage clothes and accessories it would’ve taken her ages to find, she is tiny and he is 6ft tall ultimately so you’ll likewise forget the injuries you have here and now, even if the sheer drama of the fight and then this drive sobered you up somewhat from whatever level of out of it you were sir the feels are replacing that as the only thing you’re focused on, nothing matters but this current makeout sesh and we all know that]

Ali: [hence we’re giving it our all because regardless of whatever state we were in, the chasing ‘round of the situation for you would have also sobered you enough that nothing is getting in the way of you being very intentional with what you want and showing it right now, imagining you having a ponytail for us to take down right now like you were doing before but different kind of frustration]

Johnny: [mhmm, it’s a hard same on how intentional this is and was before hence he may have said he shouldn’t have/can’t etc but never that he didn’t mean or want to because it’s just not true and he’s not gonna lie about his reasons when he feels like the ones he actually has are valid enough, I imagine he has his lil ponytail always unless it’s come down and he hasn’t put it back yet or he’s literally asleep or showering so gal I’m right with you there and you can have it, doing my own version of a throwback but in a different sense by having them again being against this bike but instead of it toppling over this time he’s lifting her up onto it and sitting her there, however awkwardly and messily because we’re not being careful about this, to continue the makeout, to combat some of the height diff issues y’all would be having otherwise]

Ali: [love this for y’all, it would rightly feel like a mood and a moment, so you’re having to hold on to this seat with the way you must also lean into him and deepen this makeout about it again once you’ve somewhat dealt with how about this you are but not at all really, of course]

Johnny: [you gotta hold on hun cos despite the fact he put you there for all the reasons he’d blatantly almost be pulling her off again in the next sec because too !! to have any control over anything rn or lbr around her ever so, case in point, starting to kiss her from her neck down with no more chill than has ever been displayed, just going where he wants cos the freedom of basically no clothes in the way to worry about, the only thing thwarting his progress is when he stops kissing wherever he’s reached on her body to kiss her on the mouth again, which would obvs keep happening when he gets any kind of reaction he likes or just feels like it's been too long]

Ali: [the casual effort going into this is TOO real and cannot be overstated because we’d be dying in a way we simply never have and this level of attention to our whole body is so new and intimate and we’re experiencing it with you how we’ve been thinking about obsessively for idk how long and it’s just here on the bike like that’s nbd, pulling you closer by wrapping our legs around you because actually can’t handle how bad we want you now ‘you’re-’ against the skin of his neck like you have any way to finish that thought that isn’t kissing said skin]

Johnny: [we know it’s mutual even if Alison does not, the level he has never felt this way about anyone but he does her and he cannot stand it or deal, so here he is unable to fight against it, therefore literally dragging her face back to his face so !! with a both hands on the side of her face move and then with being utterly tangled in her hair as he literally does drag her off this bike with the force of that kiss, so thank god her legs are wrapped around him tightly truly]

Ali: [and we know you’re into us even if we don’t understand fully yet how much, otherwise we would’ve tried harder to leave you alone but we’ll be here thrilled we did not do that now, not soz about it, being the opposite with how we’re having to press ourselves against you, making a point to LOOK at you again despite how close your faces are because just gotta as you’re also taking whatever top he has on off because you can make him less clothed and he really can’t unless y’all are going there]

Johnny: [giving her his own LOOK back as if to mean don’t LOOK at me like that how you’d say it when you don’t mean it at all lol, but for me it’s the hot move of him laying her, and thus them both because in no world is he not then lying on top of her immediately, onto his top wherever she let it fall to the ground with no fucks given for where they are yet again and obvs no real pause to the makeout sesh either]

Ali: [the NOISE we are making as our back is touching the ground is the most but we could not be being realer with it, running our fingers across and then down your back, using it to make sure there is no space between our bodies at all still ‘I’m glad it’s you’ as we’re doing another intake of breath so it’s quiet and almost more to ourself but you could definitely hear it with how y’all are only focusing on each other rn]

Johnny: [doing his own back in response which would shamelessly sound like he’s trying to outdo her or something because it’s as extra as he’s ever been in its own way, except for the fact we all know it’s as real and he just can’t help but make it too ‘it has to be me’ for the complete and utter u-turn this boy has done because there’s no doubt he’s saying it like I need this not I know you need this]

Ali: [biting his bottom lip in response entirely involuntarily as a reaction but now we’ve done it we’re going harder before sucking your lip into our mouth like we’re making it better and don’t just need to quiet ourselves somehow, still, nodding furiously because yes, it does]

Johnny: [the way he moves in response is equally as involuntary but it does emphasise what he just said perfectly about needing this and likewise, once he’s done it and because of everything else she’s doing including how dramatic her nodding is, he’s going harder with it here on the cold hard ground, we can’t even really call it dry humping when she’s wearing so few clothes and can feel literally everything but]

Ali: [having his name hiss out of you like you were holding it between your teeth and all it took was this action to kick up a gear for you to be unable to keep it in anymore, letting both your hands meet at the base of his head, playing with his hair very !! now because 🥺]

Johnny: [when you can’t say her name rn because you’ll either die or fully put a stop to all of this and you don’t know which would be worse/want neither to happen rn, but the swear words (cos I’m sure they are plural lol) are almost as !! because he rarely does that unless he’s really wound up, it’s all part of his vibe to hold himself back with some things and yet not others in ways that are often contradictory and don’t even make sense, ANYWAY, kissing her SO hard in between them that it’s almost at the point where their first one was, except it’s just from pure want now, so not at all]

Ali: [you’re so real for that boo, it makes perfect sense and I approve, even if you are being rewarded for swearing right now in how we’re moving harder against you every time, can’t not, like; somewhere in the back of your mind you must remember what he said first about your first time not needing to be somewhere like this and then what he said about being in no state to do anything tonight, however untrue that is currently proving, so the grumpy noise this time, bringing that frustration to these kisses]

Johnny: [There’s nothing I love more than the fact he has forgotten he said both of those things and was fully ready and willing for her first time to be by the side of the road rn immediately, like it cannot be overstated if she’d left it even slightly longer to make that sound he’d have been making the move to undo whatever trousers he was rocking for this party, boy, don’t ever change, you do amuse me, but because she has, pulling her face away from his the way he did towards but with only one hand staying on the side of her face the way they started this by said roadside, looking at her in the way you do when you’re trying to snap yourself out of something]

Ali: [when you INSTANTLY regret remembering this yourself because you’ve realised this has the potential to fully stop him, more than he already has here holding your face, so now you’re shaking your head at him like no, no, please continue, wriggling out of his grip to start kissing your way down his chest, making eye contact like please]

Johnny: [She hasn’t given you time to even start freaking out yet because you were still trying to have a coherent thought after everything and feeling drunk af off your emotions only by the time she’s then kissing his chest and that feels too nice to say no to even if he was capable of saying much atm, this poor boy can’t even hold the eye contact properly cos his eyes are closing about it lol]

Ali: [the literal sigh of relief we’re doing against your skin as we get to carry on being entirely feral and can really focus on where we wanna put these kisses on your body and the pressure we wanna use, getting our tongue and teeth involved too as we see fit, just taking our time to keep getting these sort of reactions from you]

Johnny: [and we all know she’s getting the best reactions cos they still feel as involuntary even if they aren’t as shamelessly extra as the ones earlier, but obvs the BEST reaction is how fast he can’t take it anymore and he goes to drag her back to him, whether that’s to start a makeout sesh again or to get his own back on her body we’re not to know rn though because !! and caught up as he is, he nevertheless spots a lil graze or something that she just got from being on the cold hard ground like oh so he’s instead putting his mouth to it, instinctively in a clean it/make it better way despite how gross human mouths are and the fact y’all haven’t moved from said ground yet, it’s the clear shift from feral to caring that’s the important thing to note here, it would still be a hot move for the unexpectedness and depending where on her body this is (whether that’s cos it’s a sexy body part or in contrast it isn’t but it’s killing her anyway]

Ali: [when you’re smiling to yourself because you LOVE that reaction and are more than happy to be making out again, which is what you’re expecting when he brings you back to him but then of course this moment happens and at first you’re thinking he’s just giving you a hickey or whatever which is chill but then when he moves away you can see this graze for yourself and thus put it together like OH, picking up one of his hands to so softly kiss his knuckles better because you cannot trust yourself to say anything right now and you’re only risking a glance up]

Johnny: [saying his ‘don’t look at me like that’ he didn’t earlier to her tiny glance but it’s still not in a way he’s fr mad about it and not at her just like ugh don’t acknowledge that I’m soft and I care thank you please, but at the same time, stroking her face after she’s kissed his knuckles with a softness because like I said, contradictions]

Ali: [‘stop being so good’ but likewise not said like can you actually stop because we’re surprised lowkey but not remotely mad about any of this energy that has been brought here today, thus we’re creeping back up towards your lips to bite them again but really, really softly and for the briefest moment before looking at you again more boldly]

Johnny: [‘quit your telling me what to do’ but there’s affection and amusement in it not any actual anger, and as he says it he’s manoeuvring them so that he’s on the cold hard ground and she’s sitting/lying on top of him, because we can all pretend the nice gesture is purely because she told him to stop and he’s going against it rather that something he wants to do so she isn’t hurt now that he’s more aware of their surroundings and everything]

Ali: [miming locking our lips and throwing away the key as we’re placed on top of you because okay, you can be in charge right now if you have ideas like this 😍 down at him and touching his body, roughly where we remember kissing him, tracing circles with our fingertips, then scratching him gently with it when we’re thinking about using our teeth too, doing a happy sigh ‘would you have talked to me tonight?’ meaning if not for the drama, of course ‘even to tell me how much you hate my outfit, like’ when we say hate, putting his hands somewhere they could not be if we were more dressed like reconsider that one, boy]

Johnny: [LOOKING her up and down in that same LINGERING way he did the first time even before her outfit was this because the point is she looked as good in what she wore to visit Joe as she does in this ‘maybe’ as he then touches said none existent outfit so he’s essentially just running his hands over her body in such a shameless manner ‘you need to be told about it, girl’ his disapproving tone in literal direct contrast to what his hands are doing rn, oh boy keep amusing me with your contradictory antics]

Ali: [moving to press your body into wherever his hands are so you’re consistently moving against him again in a way that’s making your breathing shallower too ‘I’m listening’ like go on then, I’m right here and so are you, bending forward to lean our head down, as if we need to get closer to hear you, and aren’t also trying to distract you with neck kisses]

Johnny: [obvs the way she’s almost constantly moving is having similar effects on this boy, so we love that you’re both breathing crazy rn ‘s’not smart to provoke me’ because we saw that outfit and we know who and what it’s for and it’s not for poor Ronan and his bday, bless him, pushing her as if he’s pushing her away for not being a smart girl but he’s actually doing it so she’s then in the perfect position in his lap cos duh ofc we are, giving her SUCH a dramatic lovebite somewhere it’ll be blatantly on show in this outfit but wouldn’t be if she had a more standard ootn on for the walk of shame vibe she’d have to then do, soz mcvickers, glad you’ll be asleep if she ever gets home]

Ali: [making a ‘oh yeah?’ noise of disbelief with the gasp we do as we’re moved again because this doesn’t feel like a stupid decision in this moment, boy ‘being stupid is the smart thing to do sometimes’ because we don’t care about any of the reasons not to be with you right now, finding your mouth the moment you’ve taken it away from the lovebite so we can aggressively kiss you once again and quiet some of the moans we have to do]

Johnny: [kissing her back as aggressively because he thinks that’s a stupid thing to say so stfu but also because he’s just gotta, pretend all you want boy that you think she’s a beautiful fool, you love her, we know]

Ali: [not you taking your bra part of your outfit off just because, just going to die at this full skin to skin contact nbd]

Johnny: [me like, nobody drive or walk past rn thank you, but neither of y’all care, because he’s too busy enjoying said skin on skin contact, at first grabbing her hips and moving them while he moves his as they continue to kiss hardcore and then eventually running them back up her body until they are covering this gal up anyway, because he’s gotta touch her as much as he can while also kissing her the deepest ever, nobody talk to me about how rough his hands are cos he works outside and is that sort of boy compared to how soft her skin is, it’s FINE, we’re all fine about it]

Ali: [we would never care but obviously the fact you’re also forgetting to is giving us life because that’s everything we’re trying to do here for this boy, you know we’re about how your hands feel because we can’t help but speed up/make how you started moving us even more deliberate and, again, aggressive, as we feel that contrast on our nips for the first time]

Johnny: [it’s equally as blatant he’s as about it with how he’s moving and breathing and the sounds that are managing to escape from him despite how frankly insane these kisses are even if it wasn’t made even more obvious by his next move which is ofc his hands going to undo his trousers the way they didn’t before and move her, let’s call it what it is which is pretty much just underwear, Alison, to the side so he can try and instigate this roadside hookup without them both being fully naked lol, important to note that he’s multitasking by now having his mouth all over her chest and nips instead because god forbid the feral antics stop for even a nanosec]

Ali: [obviously we are helping you on both counts as soon as we realise what’s going on and aren’t just shamelessly here enjoying everything you’re doing without paying any attention, ‘cos we’re definitely down and need you to know, as if it wasn’t obvious with the way we can’t stop cursing like we might actually die]

Johnny: [just a tiny child about to lose her virginity in such an unorthodox manner but in a way that’s so fitting for y’all as a pairing, nbd nothing to see here excuse us everyone, especially when they’re both gonna end up inevitably getting more naked because their clothes are too much of an annoyance and stopping them from going as hard as they need to go here, it goes without saying I LOVE that this is happening the same night as Ronan did but it’s not with him, I didn’t plan that going into this convo but it’s iconic and again perfect for the vibe]

Ali: [it makes so much sense for you without fully being in that car park in the middle of the day which would have simply been too much lbr with ourselves, god bless and pop off, Lord knows you feel like there is THE MOST tension there ever could be so you’re gonna lose it to just be allowed to do what you want and not hold back in fear of a bad reaction; and love that weird energy for you two and how it really encapsulates that vibe, could do some of y’all next like morning after energy, not saying Ali is going to tell you this, obviously not lol]

Johnny: [it really does, I couldn’t agree more, like you deffo had to hold back and stop on that day, impossible as it was, but there’s no reason for either of y’all to now that this awkward party has loosened you both up with it’s illegal substances enough that you’ve let yourself get this far and then the feels and tension have carried you so much further, well done lads and well done us, and yeah, it makes sense to do that next when we’re done here, which Winnie says we never will be cos he loves it and he’s screaming]

Ali: [Winnie says you keep going bitches and he’s so real for that lmao, we’re not done here because you can’t run off as dramatically this time sir, we will not allow it, you also have to put your clothes back on so you can’t]

Johnny: [Win you’ll be glad to know I always have more to say haha, like it really sums this boy up that earlier he was so concerned about that one tiny graze but then when they’re hooking up they’ll be rolling around on this floor with no fucks remotely given, or that we need to take a sec to appreciate the level of drama that pulling out would be cos he’d barely be able to manage to when this !! and leaving it til the LAST POSSIBLE second in a way he simply would not with other girls he doesn’t care as much about but soz you gotta because as a catholic boy you aren’t using any other method, the scenes on this roadside, the absolute scenes, imagine if he just left again like BYE after all that, no no]

Ali: [the actual state of you both is such a mood and we’re entirely unapologetic about that, despite the fact you have to get home and you live near people, not a concern that is crossing our mind whilst we can be here reliving that like it didn’t just stop happening a second ago, the way we 100% would’ve done another little grumpy noise when he pulls out even though he’s got to because you aren’t on any birth control either, clearly]

Johnny: [You’ll be glad he did girl, cos this is EVIL of me I’m soz but all my brain can think is that Ronan did not because it was his first time and he would’ve been caught unawares and !! of how suddenly he needed to, she would’ve been all like dw it’s fine and genuinely so nice about it despite the FEAR she feels later on when she’s alone but THANK GOD Carly isn’t getting preggo rn under these circumstances, nobody needs that, this is not this boy’s first time though clearly and he’d be so used to just having to do that, not used to it being that impossible to do though LOL, catch him getting dressed like that’s hard and needs so much focus because we can’t be thinking about and reliving that yet]

Ali: [we need none of your pregnancies yet girls, it is a choice enough when y’all do, never mind now that would be bad times, also if you’re already anaemic you might not even have a period yet, tbf, anyway, just be lying here watching him because it’s cute and you don’t need to rush, nope, do at least locate and wiggle back into your bottoms so you’re not fully exposed]

Johnny: [my thoughts exactly on one of the many reasons poor Carly can realistically be lucky tonight and on the many occasions she is until she isn’t, anyway, when he’s dressed and can no longer feasibly ignore that he can feel her looking at him, looking down at her before helping her up as if the only reason she’s still down there like that is because she cannot physically get herself up rn without his help, which lbr after that hookup is not entirely untrue, sitting her on the bike again, just cos, while he finds her top and probably do track down that headband too while you’re searching, why not, then puts both back on her, I’m loling a little bit at how tightly he’d tie it and how ugly it would look compared to the nice bow I’m sure she had going OG because he’s such a boy]

Ali: [when has a boy ever, when have you let a boy ever? Casually silent because you are 😳 in a state of shock here, at least you can take his hands and untie and show him how to retie this bow so you can breathe with a lil lol once it’s done like there, better; put your hands in his hair like you are sorting it for him and aren’t just playing with it shamelessly ‘was that okay?’ very matter of factly because not a lack of confidence question more a genuinely if I can improve one]

Johnny: [at least he can shake his head and do a v unimpressed noise like he hated every sec of those bow retying antics because it wouldn’t even seem like a ploy to hide his 😳 given that as a gypsy boy he has a v defined role and it isn’t to help his lil sisters or nieces with their hair or dress them in the extra af way girls are, and be starting up the bike before you answer so you aren’t looking at her because you are aware now it’s a miracle y’all weren’t caught during any of your antics and you do need to move along, which was part of the reason this boy was helping her get dressed, and the part we can own up to the easiest, tying his own hair back up before he starts to drive, soz we’re making you really wait for this answer here ‘Was you or was it, what are you asking me?’ cos it shouldn’t have happened but it was bomb]

Ali: [shaking our head amused because we didn’t ask you to dress us, you just did but we enjoyed it far too much to fully tease you for it right here and now when we’re not fully understanding how or why we liked it either; just hold onto this boy because you’re already on the bike and thus ready to go even though you have not been consulted about that lol ‘me, obviously’ giving him a little shove in the back because we know how it was from our perspective, that’s why we’re asking you]

Johnny: [a lol, competing against the bike to be heard but it’s okay you’re that close together and you’re holding onto him so you’d feel it too ‘Didn’t I give you enough knowing of what I think to you?’ like girl, come on, I couldn’t have made it any more obvious during every second of what just happened]

Ali: [resting your head on his shoulders when he’s loling to feel it properly because when is he loling around us, lately, not at all, so we must enjoy, can also talk in his ear easier by having your heads this close ‘a pretty good idea’ with a smile you can also probably feel ‘it’s not been like that alone’]

Johnny: [a sound like pretty good is a review of his performance and he’s not happy with how he’s being rated after doing all that lol which she’ll only hear really because of how close they are, it wasn’t technically for her ears or benefit ‘it wouldn’t be, it’s meant to go on between 2 people, or, you know, more if you’re Carly and Moses’]

Ali: [‘Oh, please’ because it was as obvious to you and we all know it, moving our hands from around your waist to your lap, just palming across one thigh to the other, a bit distracting of you girl but you don’t care, a point to be proven, which is how about this boy and his performance you are, doing little happy hums because what he said is so romantic but again, not the moment to point that out ‘I just meant I’ve made myself cum before but not like you just did’]

Johnny: [this boy is a dangerous driver always so there’s no world in which he cares either, case in point leaning back so he can LOOK at her for a sec despite driving and there was the definite possibility there he might have kissed her too but he obvs didn’t ‘you meant to point it out so I’d be thinking about it’ like I knew what you meant but now I have that visual firmly in my head of you touching yourself which he hasn’t done to her yet]

Ali: [the LOOK and how we can only tear our eyes away from yours to have them linger on your lips like we knew you were going to kiss us or we’re just thinking about it too ‘yeah’ because nothing to deny here ‘you should, I’ve thought about you’]

Johnny: [the way it would be obvious af rn how much he wants to slam his brakes on, stop this bike and kiss her wherever they are and however far they’ve gone would be embarrassing if she wasn’t as highkey, but instead, asking her ‘what’ve you thought?’ just to keep the tension building as they ride along]

Ali: [the last place this girl wants to go right now is home so she would not be complaining, making a noise that is somewhere between an embarrassed groan and a turned on legit moan because obviously you’ve thought about a lot ‘just… everything’ like you can’t think of a single thing you haven’t ‘that was a good start’ like we covered a lot of ground there but there’s still loads more we can lol]

Johnny: [doing a barely there nod cos it’s in response to the first bit of what she said, meaning he’s thought of her as much, but we don’t necessarily want her to know it and thus see that, he just couldn’t help but do it, driving for a while, in thankfully not awkward silence this time, THINKING about everything they’ve done, everything he’s imagined them doing and everything there still is to do until eventually he can’t take it any more and he does actually stop this bike and turn to her ‘show me how you do it then’ nbd just ordering this gal to make herself cum wherever they are rn so he can see how it compares, so casual and totally fine]

Ali: [being silently buzzing you’ve got him to stop because of course that is what you wanted but you were NOT prepared for him to say that, in a way that literally gives you goosebumps and has you STARING AT HIM ‘you want to see’ not a question because clearly but what else can you say, having to start said show by hopping off this bike and yet again removing these shorts because you’d fall off if you tried to just slip them down and also he’d see nothing if you didn’t, so enjoy that, walking back over slowly to get back on, gesturing that he needs to move back to where she’s usually sat so she can sit in front of him and lean against the handlebars in his lap]

Johnny: [I would say this is the only time she’s gonna be allowed on the front of this bike but knowing him I can’t say that’s deffo true, get into the position she’s telling you to boy and then help her get into hers obvs, taking her top off her so she’s naked for no reason whatsoever except you know if she’s really getting into it she might be glad of that and then just be watching her and waiting in a not at all intimidating way lol lol, really looking at her body like he’s gotta memorise it or something cos y’all were being too feral to do that earlier]

Ali: [Oh to be completely naked on this boy’s motorbike and feel like the baddest bitch you have ever felt because it’s just so hot to you, conversely, shivering because you are that turned on right now you literally can’t help it ‘just look’ as if he’s immediately going to start touching you because he can’t help himself either and you gotta warn him, like remember what this is, closing your eyes at least to begin with because you feel like you’ll just cum immediately if you keep watching his eyes all over you]

Johnny: [when you peak as a tween with this first boy, really giving this girl everything she wants on this night, ILY Alison you deserve it you baby icon, and TBF THOUGH, in my best Wine and Crime impression voice, she’s not wrong that he would probably start touching her if she hadn’t said that, we know who he is and that he has no chill, instead ‘look at me’ when she’s had her eyes closed for longer than he can bear, soz there’s no thought to you and that you needed to close them, only that he needs you to open them]

Ali: [soz hun some of these other boys are truly flops through and through and we make you have three kids with arguably the worst, ick; but for now, revel in this glorious moment gal, live your best life, when you do open your eyes and they could not be bigger and we’re doing the most to maintain EYE CONTACT now you’ve asked for it, the effect of being so blatant in how this is looking and sounding]

Johnny: [SO glad we’re killing Caleb because he’s truly despicable trash and Rio doesn’t deserve to be named by him except that her name is iconic and suits her and I like how it goes with Django cos they both have the o, but it makes even more sense now girl why you make some of the questionable boy choices you do, we get it that you’re chasing trying to get anything close to these feelings and moments back again because of how GOOD it was the literal first time, speaking of, the levels of eye contact from this boy are insane because she already has big af eyes and so this has him a type of way, reaching out, we don’t know what he was gonna do because he remembers and stops himself in time but I like to think he was gonna touch her hair because then he unthinkingly runs his hand through his own instead]

Ali: [oh the cliche to want the one you can’t have, sorry it’s so real and just who this girl is as a character but I’m not sorry at all, it’s kind of the energy we gave her with Caleb way way back in the OG days; when you would instinctively be moving towards his touch even though you told him no, we all see it and we all know ‘I like your hair’ sounding hilariously indecent to be the first thing you’ve said so you’ve got to lol at yourself a little for it but it’s true that you would and you’re always watching him mess with it]

Johnny: [me sitting here CONFLICTED AF over NEEDING him to come back in the future because I ship it so hard but also thinking it’s probably a better story if he doesn’t because we’ve shown a million times that she doesn’t give up on peeps etc and maybe they should just have the time they have and that be that, it’s so not the point of rn Junie focus, when you likewise shift your body closer to hers because it’s not technically getting involved or touching her ‘Yeah’ not at all said like I know or anything like that, but 1000% said like I like yours too without him saying it because he does but he’s not the kind of boy out here admitting it any harder than that quiet agreement he just did]

Ali: [it is literally a decade from now so a lot can have happened and changed and we can always try it and see what we think but yeah, here and now we couldn’t be going harder, watching his every reaction intensely to fuel our own ‘and your eyes’ stretching your body forward to make even more ridiculous eye contact with a brief forehead touch before you gotta lay back down so you don’t die]

Johnny: [‘and yeah’ that’s less like you’re trying to be sneaky about it and more !! hard same, cos you LOVE her eyes rn boy, how could you not, needlessly leaning over her with such drama to close them when she’s lay back down purely to do it because you know she’s dying about all this and so are you and you want her to think you might kiss her again like before]

Ali: [unashamedly tilting your mouth up towards where you still feel him leaning over you even though your eyes are now closed like PLEASE ‘I’ll cum for you’ meaning I’ll do it right now instead of soon, obviously]

Johnny: [leaning even further in so she can blatantly feel his hair tickling her and him breathing etc and know how close he is despite her eyes being closed, just teasing her here and enjoying being as close as he is and looking at her from this angle and all the things ‘I’m not helping you yet’ lowkey said against her lips cos of how close he is, the yet is everything because we all know what he means with it]

Ali: [moving one of your hands from where it is to run it up and down your whole body basically, like he was before, like remember this vibes, really going for it with groping yourself here because necessary when he’s making you so frustrated like this, also purposely doing another grumpy noise when his mouth is basically on yours so you’re opening yours and he knows how !! you are]

Johnny: [when you gotta laugh at her, bit rude but if he doesn’t this boy will 1000000000% give in and he’s not trying to do that he’s trying to make her do all the work herself, but it’s basically into her open mouth the way his sigh was outside the hospital that day, accidental reminder there ‘no’ but said as playfully like he might not like a flat out no]

Ali: [you know we’re into how much you’re teasing us even if we hit you with the ‘don’t be mean’ like we’re not and our whole everything isn’t so 🥺 including our tone]

Johnny: [‘what did you just call me, little girl?’ like excuse me did I in fact hear you correctly when I am being nothing of the sort this PM, purely and shamelessly an excuse to call her a little girl in a hot way instead of an angry way for the first time]

Ali: [opening our eyes again because what did you just call me more like, GRABBING onto his arm with the hand we had on our body because need to keep you exactly where you are but also steady ourself because feeling entirely feral by this point ‘I’m sorry’ when everything else suggests you could not be less]

Johnny: [tutting, again basically into her mouth, at the sorry she does not mean but at the same time he’s holding her hand, no notes]

Ali: [‘don’t be mad at me’ and giving his hand in yours a kiss, lingering longer than you need to so he can feel your breath on his skin and how insane your breathing is currently]

Johnny: [shaking his head, more in an oh you manner than an I’m not mad at you one because he always is a lil bit mad at her lol ‘come on, Ali’ as pure encouragement in all the ways, including using her name which he hasn’t said before now, because he’s not gonna kiss her until she’s already started to cum, having done it by her hippo self and they both want that, some of his own frustration can’t help creeping into his voice a lil bit there cos of how much he does want to]

Ali: [focusing hard on making this happen in an adorably nerdy way like you’ve got a proper concentration face happening because you do want this just as much but you keep getting distracted by worrying about what he’s actually doing here and now and not thinking about him in your head how you would actually, so do that to get yourself there, saying his name when you do]

Johnny: [this boy will be kissing her on the mouth DRAMATICALLY as soon as the self imposed rule he created for this moment allows him to do so because she is a cute nerd and he loves her and he’s GOTTA, moving to her neck at some point to give her a love bite that’s as dramatic because he’s so far only done that one deliberate one, though maybe there were accidental ones during the feralness of the hookup potentially, it’s time for another very deliberate one to show her what he thinks of everything that she just did]

Ali: [now we can we are wrapping our whole body around you and holding onto you for dear life because we are DEAD but we must kiss you with the remaining highkey energy we have, when he is giving us that hickey, the ‘good?’ being a word you can barely get out but must for the throwback like are you still happy with me]

Johnny: [‘not bad, but not how I’d do it’ because who is he if not someone who is gonna decide to touch her for the first time after she’s already DEAD from touching herself, he refused to get involved then but now he’ll be pulling out every stop that we all know she can’t take, oh boy why are you like this, no wonder she likes you so much, the ‘you want me to show you now?’ not having a chance to be answered before he is, we can’t even talk about the overstimulation levels sis cos he’ll also be kissing and touching her whole body in every possible way like it’s nbd, soz Ronan you really thought you did that to her but]

Ali: [still answering with the most dramatic and resounding ‘Yes’ of all time because of course we want this, we want everything from this boy, no matter how close to passing out this will bring us, for now be making the most eye contact you can and also the way the noises cannot be overstated, we would be doing the most by this point, it’s entirely unavoidable]

Johnny: [catch this boy staying so in her grill that the eye contact looks like their eyelashes are trying to brawl when he sometimes has to go in for a kiss to shh her, which he blatantly isn’t doing often enough for how unhinged she sounds and wherever the hell they are atm but soz not soz everyone he loves to hear it and can only bring himself to do short and hard kisses sometimes, more to further overwhelm this girl tbh than to keep her quiet, thank god she at least does have a top to go back home in because her boobs are gonna be bruised from how hard he’s going at them with his free hand or sometimes mouth, like sir calm down she barely has any yet, but he can’t he’s doing the most]

Ali: [we’ve got far too much to say because we’ve come undone so now everything is just spilling out, just telling him he can do whatever he wants right now, how much we only like him and want him, no notes]

Johnny: [mhmm, you’ve gotta let her talk, boy, cos we all know you love hearing all of that too much not to, a serious RIP to that hairband though fr cos there’s no way that won’t be FLYING off during this, not even as a fuck you to it this time, just purely because he’s pulling her hair so hard when he is kissing her or he’s moving her forward or back depending on the eye contact mood and everything else, we may never see you again and like my boo said, that is VINTAGE]

Ali: [a casualty is not a surprise at this point, if it’s just the hairband, y’all have done well tbh, the way we’re grabbing onto his hair in response, kind of mirroring what he’s doing but without intending it, giving him a lovebite where it could be hidden by a t-shirt, just under his collarbone, lowkey doing a little row of them]

Johnny: [I need it to be on the record that one of the only things he says during this, because his mouth is so busy lbr and breathing is the main priority when it’s not is ‘you’re with me’ mirroring exactly when Moses said that to Carly on day 1 but with no tonight on his because he means it like full stop we are together now because the words might be the same but the intent is not, none of that is clear to Ali I know but it is to Jemily]

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Yesterday for the last day of pride month I took Persephone out for some pictures! She's lined up beside the street for an imaginary parade since I couldn't take her to the real one! She has a rainbow cape and beads and a little rainbow sign to wave (all dismantled pride merch from the dollar store) and what might actually be the favorite doll outfit I own, which is also very queer! I struggled with her hair a bit but I like how the wind caught it here.

I just finished and turned in my thesis today, so tomorrow when I finally have time and energy again I'll set up a group pride picture.

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Taboo

Alfonse x Summoner.NSFW 18+

This one goes to the people who wanted an Alfonse Summer atl. At least we got Freyr.

 Taboo: from Tongan tabu ‘set apart, forbidden’

 Summoner POV

As a person who comes from the “World of Steel” I am be very used to most levels of nakedness in people. I mean, when you do P. E. at school or when you go to the gym or running at the park, or the beach, and watch TV; we are all bombarded by all kinds of nakedness. We are used to looking at other people’s bodies as something normal.

   When I got to Askr I met heroes of all kinds and many of them are just like me in that they find levels of nakedness normal. Take Hawkeye for for example. He is quite a gentleman and in his culture it is quite normal to be half naked.

 Leading the heroes I got used to them and their bodies enough that I view most of them with a more clinical eye, like a doctor would. When they are wounded and I help treat them, I see their bodies just as a doctor would. The same goes when I see them in the beach or the spring. This make them much more comfortable around me. So much so that some of the heroes have tried to play tricks on me and see me crack.

  Like the time the most unlikely pair, consisting of Niles and Henry played a trick on older Ike. They took his clothes when he was in one of the baths, locked his room and hid his clothes in my office (which is attached to Alfonse’s). They told him not to worry “ The Summoner is asleep.” I was definitely not asleep and saw the guy in all of his muscular glory. Did I get flustered? Not really. I mean at first it was like “WTF”, but I was not ogling the guy! He was all freaked out, and I got worried. Besides, I have seen him almost naked before. What is a little more skin? Well it wasn’t little to be fair…it was actually quite a lot…

  I was quietly reading a report on my writing desk, all hunched over, when he came silently in and stood right in front of me. I waited for him to talk. I thought it was Alfonse at first, coming to get my report, so I did not even say anything. I am used to him just coming in and sit to wait for me to finish my work quietly. Then Ike stands just in front of the desk and I look up to see a mop of dark blue hair over his “Ragnell”. I look all the way up to see Ike looking over at the bookcase behind me. He was not yet aware I was awake.

   -Ike? What are you looking for?- I ask calmly looking back to the bookcase behind me to see what he was looking for. I hear a yelp and something heavy falling down. I look around and find him on the floor covering himself with his hands. His eyes were wide opened and he could not talk for a second. He just kept opening and closing his mouth and said “ I can explain.”in a strangled voice. Alfonse chooses that exact moment to come inside and finds me standing up to give Ike my coat so he can cover himself up. What does he see? I am undressing my self in front of Ike and Ike is naked on the floor.

 ...NICE…

   Yes we were able to clear that up. Alfonse even laughed about it and still does sometimes, but that was only the beginning.

   Some time later Dieck comes inside the study Alfonse and I use in the library. Now we all know Dieck always uses the bare minimum on clothes, but this time he is wearing only his pants and boots. As soon as he comes in, he starts taking his pants off (And of course he is not wearing underwear) and looks at Alfonse and say.

   -Oh Your Majesty is here too? Oh don’t worry; I don’t mind.- He now is butt naked and kicking his boots off. I turn to Alfonse with a ‘WTF’ face and I see him tomato red and very angry. He looks at me and…Why…is he angry at me too? What did I do?

   -Dieck… what the hell is going on?- I ask calmly because I feel Alfonse is going to blow a gasket and any loud noise will set it off.

   -I am here for the check up.- He says simply and his smile falters a little, looking sideways at Alfonse. I focus on his face like it is a normal conversation. Doctors and nurses can do this and so can I.

   -What check up?

   -The one you ordered to check our birthmarks and scars, just in case we are killed and there is no other way to identify our bodies.- I turn to Alfonse and I give him a questioning look, but he appears to not have heard anything except the “the one you ordered”. He is looking at us both angrily back and forth.

   -Umm…Well now that you mentioned it… It sounds like a good idea, but I have never given that order. Whoever told you that? -Still focused on the face.

   -One of the soldiers…so it is not true?- He asks now red in the face, which is very weird because this man has no sense of shame when it comes to showing off. Then he goes to cover himself with his hands, but too late Dieck, I already saw it all.

   -Well no, but it is a good idea, right Alfonse?- I say thoughtfully. He seemed to have regained his senses and is now still red, but his face is lowered and he just nods.

   -Oh…I should go then and find that (he whispers some curses under his breath)…I… -He takes his pants and puts them on. I start making a note about the idea to tell Anna.- I am sorry ______.

   - Don’t worry Dieck. No harm done. This has happened before and just so you know I liked the idea, but if we do make it happen, it would be a member of the healing team doing the check up.- He looks skeptically at Alfonse who is pinching the bridge of his nose and has his eyes closed. You know, that face he does when he is about to lose his patience? Well that one.

   -Oh! Thanks for letting me know.

   -I want to know if you can identify the soldier that told you this. Please see me tomorrow after breakfast,at the training ground.- Alfonse tells Dieck and there is a determined look on his face. Dieck looks back at him and with just the same look, agrees to it.

   At the end we did use that idea, but meanwhile I had four other heroes coming in to undress in my presence. One of them being Lady Camilla who agreed to dismember whoever was the culprit of the trick. The other was Libra who looked about to faint when he was informed he had been tricked by someone. King Claude, who laughed about it and congratulated whoever had bested him in his kind of game; and finally Sonia, who paraded around the room, even after I told her it was not necessary for her to undress. The culprit ended up being Xane ,and Marth was not lenient with him. Neither was I. I mean whoever plays a trick like that on Libra?! Yes! He is a guy!

 This keeps happening periodically, specially with new heroes. It is like some kind of hazing ritual.

   At this point I have seen at least one version of all the heroes naked for one reason or another and like I said before, they seemed to be very comfortable around me and my professionalism.

  Yet I, being myself can’t get used to showing much of my own body due to my insecurities. I mean I may exercise and maybe train but I keep myself still kind of covered up almost all the time. It is a uniform after all. I even have to wear that tiara they gave me. I look like royalty XD

  Askr itself has it’s own norms and they are far more conservative when it came to dress codes and overall behavior. I mean Alfonse sometimes sounds like I imagine my great grandpa sounded back in the day. And this is when I realized something. I have never seen Alfonse in any kind of undress and…It kind of bother me. Why? Because he was the only one person I was attracted to in all of Askr. I loved that man’s mind, heart, personality and skill…in everything he did.

 I knew I was in love with Alfonse at this point, but it had taken another Alfonse showing a little chest to understand that I was the the most sexually frustrated of all my life and that looking at his chest was doing things no one else had done in their entire nakedness. Hell not even porn or hentai had given me the high I got from imaging my Alfonse in that outfit. I mean…not that I used to watch porn or hentai. I know what they are, but the time I did watch, it was all meh. I even thought it was funny. I mean, who isn’t curious about that ? I suppose we have all gone at least once and taken a look at it? Right?…right?

   I remember plain as day I stood there stunned into silence, and probably mouth agape the whole time. I must have looked like an idiot or a pervert! My Alfonse was red as a tomato and trying so hard to avoid my gaze. At the end of the day, the only thing I got out of him was a little laugh and a small  “I am so glad, we do not share that costume here in Askr.”

 …..FUCK!

   I find my self starting at his UN-globed hands when he is drinking tea or eating. I try not to, but the white smooth surface of the back of his hands contrast with the rough calloused fingers, so used to gripping sword and shield. They can also play the sweetest of sounds on a violin and I find that so sexy. Those same long white fingers so tempting and beautiful in their strength and skillfulness. Sometimes I stop my self from wondering how they would feel and...<<What them fingers do Alfonse?!! No ! Stop!>>

  It is true I touch him often. Touch is my love language and even though I always make sure to give people that do mind, their personal space, I do know that Alfonse does not mind. Alfonse may not be a huger, but it does not mean he does not enjoy being touched by people he holds close to him or for them to be near him. Also yes, I have helped him with his wounds but, most of the time I am to damn worried to actually take time to enjoy the touch of his skin and to be hones I find that quite a violation of trust, so I do not indulge in it.

   Sometimes he has caught me starting at the brim of his scarf and under-armor for a glimpse of his neck and I feel so embarrassed by it, but the thought of kissing him there is so tempting to me and I long so much to see past that barrier. He always covers himself again when he sees it is revealing more that that fraction of his neck… And Lord above! Is he smiling?

   The curse of all of this is, that yes we have Summer here in Askr, but it is not as hot and you have to travel to the beach to be seriously hot. He has never gone to the beach with us, since I arrived here.  I am not counting the times we do go, because Anna comes up with some scheme to raise money for the order, because we all wear the uniform then. Whenever he goes to the hot spring; he does it by himself, when Sharena and I are doing something else. Even while going to the river he wears long sleeves, because …bugs. I have asked Sharena and she just answered that she had not noticed and why I was interested….Oh you know…scientific purposes Sharena…

  At first I feel so sad and rejected. Fine…I get it. You are not interested in me and do not welcome my intrusive looks…but…he gives me so many mixed signals! Why is he so close at meetings and I can feel his fingers touching mine. He has taken my hands in his many times. When another hero flirts with me he always appears out of nowhere with knitted brows and a disapproving stare. Prince Hrid came to say ‘Hi’ once and to talk to me, and next thing I know Alfonse drops everything to be next to me as well. Hrid even asked me if we were engaged ! I wish Hrid!

 Well I suppose that is what friends do right? Maybe he does not want me falling in love with a hero and leaving Askr while they need me here. But I talked to him already. I am not returning “home” and I am not leaving…because…How can I leave and not see him again? Not that I wanted to return “home” to begin with, and it seemed impossible to fall in love with someone else other than him.

   I have seen heroes flirting with him as well, and he seems unimpressed by any of them. I have heard other heroes telling the rejected ones, “He has eyes only for the Summoner.” …But what had they seen that I don’t? So I go and ask Sharena and she just laughs it up and says to give him time. He is shy and self conscious.

 …So he does like me, but is very shy and very busy and very self conscious and insecure? OK…I can work with that. Like a great elf king said once; “I am patient; I can wait.” But not that much cause I’m not an elf.

   Then Lif came and I thought “Hell! Even his grandpa show more skin than him!”

 Lif came like a shadow from the grave that will take your last breath. To be honest, he looked more like Death than Hel herself. Except… He was HOT. I felt bad for even thinking that, when the Goddess of Death was trying to end us all, and most specially Alfonse. And you see, that is when I got angry. How the heck was an ancestor of the Askr royalty helping that crazy witch, end his descendants?

   Lif attacked us and tried to, I suppose…kidnap me? He made a bee line to where I was standing and fell all the soldiers on his way. It was weird! I was about to bolt, because the training I had, would not stop the guy who just felled like twenty guys on his way, but something, not fear, took hold of me and I just…those eyes… It was like ten seconds in which I looked into his eyes and saw so many emotions in them, that I could not understand and then I could not move….ten seconds and he was already there in front of me, not attacking but there!

   Alfonse came before Lif had taken me or whatever he was going to do. He ended up with a bruised knee and ankle. I went to help him with some salves and bandages when we were done with the rest of the more serious injured people. He took off his shoe and rolled up the under armor. His ankle was not swollen and his knee was bruised but it was not swollen. I put some salve any way.  

  -What happened? I saw it from afar and felt I would not get there fast enough. Where was Dimitri?- He said a little angry, since King Dimitri was one of my supports alongside him and he was tasked today with being my guardian. I was still massaging his ankle not even thinking about it.

  -They were circling us from the back and Dimitri had to fall back to take care of it…Umm…I don’t know what happened. It was weird. He looked at me and he just…

   -I saw it too.- Said Sharena who came to stand behind Alfonse.- It was like he hit you with a spell.

   -It didn’t feel, like a magic attack. I was more like… I don’t know…- I felt weird about it, so I just made some stupid joke to lighten the mood- Why didn’t y’all tell me your grandpa was so hot? Heh , heh, heh heh! What? It’s not my fault! He kind of looks like you Alfonse.- Hey I was nervous and I do this when I get nervous!

   At first They gave me their “ Seriously?” stare, but Sharena catches on quick and starts laughing out loud. Alfonse? Well he scowls and close his eyes and then takes his foot away from my hands. What?? wait I didn’t get the chance to enjoy that! Damn! Next thing I know, he is taking his sock and starts putting in on. I see his smooth white skin peppered with… is that golden hair? Does it have a blue in it? and my throat closes dry. I follow his movements, as hypnotizing as a dance, rolling up that white sock that is taking away my hopes and dreams. Then the under armor goes down and boot on. It took him like ten seconds, that I totally did not count. Then his hands were covered as well.

 I look up at him with my hands still hovering in the same place as when he took away his leg and see him smiling sideways. I compose myself and…Wait…What? Is he doing this on purpose? Seriously? And the worst part is, that it should not bother me at all, but the truth is…I am very bothered by it. He has become a some sort of taboo to me and GOD how I love the guy! If it was someone else like Robin who never looses that coat of his and globes; I would not care! But I love him Lord. Why is he like this? I used to thank God I was not one of those feet fetishes people, and now I will be dreaming of his feet.  Thanks Alfonse!

 Joking. I respect feet fetish people. To each their own.

 The point is that I feel like those people in Victorian novels, where they get all hot and bothered by someone’s ankle showing more than normal! Oh but what an ankle that was tho’. Stop. Focus!

   I resolve to see him as clinically as any other hero and not stare at the shape of his ears and think of how I want to whisper how much I love him while kissing it…Grrr…I’m doing it again.

   Days later we see Lif again and Alfonse is cursed…We have nine days. Good thing Hel has not seen The Ring or it might have been only seven. Yeah I joke now, but back then I was about to commit murder and then kill myself…or something just as dramatic.

 We searched for days, a way to undo the curse and we found nothing. You’d think I would have taken a page from Dean Winchester's book and played the “last days on Earth” trope to get into his pants; but to be honest nothing like that even crossed my mind at the time! I was so desperate to keep him alive that nothing else matter to me. He could have paraded naked in front of me at the time I was at the library and I would not have noticed…Well, maybe I would have, but it didn’t happen so it doesn’t count

   Until the sixth night of the curse.

   There was a knock at the door to my chamber. Oh! Did I mentioned we have a shared study? Because we do. It is between our chambers and it can only be entered from our rooms. It was his idea and it was for safety reasons. The nights I have spent sitting by the chimney staring at his door…but never mind that. He knocked at my chamber door and when I opened it, he was about to leave. He was wearing sleeping pants, a long sleeve night shirt and socks, all in white.

   We had fallen asleep next to each other at the library before of course, especially during the days he was cursed. And yes we used to huddle together during our march through Nifl. It was effing cold OK. We also usually had our sleeping rolls next to each other during campaigns, because we fall asleep while talking or after a watch,but we had never slept together on a bed. Beds are…intimate to him I suppose.

This night however, he came in and he just goes on and sit on my bed. He said nothing. I sat next to him and reached over to give him a hug. He took this as his cue and hugged back and didn’t let go. He clung to me with such force I was starting to feel dizzy. I asked him to stay the night. He nodded and still said nothing. I blew out the candle I was using to read and we went to sleep while he hugged me tightly. It was no surprise to me, but it was not so much fear that I could see in him. It was so many emotions, that fear seemed to be the least of his problems; but of course he was afraid. We spend together the following nights of his curse. Funny thing is …all those nights I dreamed of his Grandpa, watching over from my balcony window.

  And did I had a glimpsed of something while sleeping together? No. He came in and blew the candle out and by the time I woke up he was already awake. Not like I would have gone and taken advantage of his sleeping form to explore or something. I just thought later that if I had woken up before him, then may be I would have seen his shirt riding up or his pants lowered a little or maybe his sock had fallen off or something. Oh well…They were still the best nights of my life, even if they didn’t feel like that at the time. I mean, I got to be held like I was the most precious and sacred treasure in the world by my beloved. I would care for nothing else.

 Then…Grandpa is actually Alfonse from the future…

 Lif, as he goes by now, told us everything that had happened in his Askr. Which is weird because I had been dreaming of something like that and I thought it was stress.

 We spent some days in that dead world and I got to see Lif a few times. He looked curious about me, but at the same time I noticed he was avoiding me. The way he looked at Sharena really broke my heart every time I caught him starting at her. In turn Sharena looked ready to adopt him, if only he would let her do it.

One of those night I was having a nightmare about me dying while I saw Anna drop dead as if by magic. I woke up to find Lif watching me from afar. I got up and went to talk to him before he ran away.

 We talk for a while. I do not want to intrude on painful memories, but he seems to know me so well it feels natural to talk to him, just like it is to Alfonse.

 -You two…you are not lovers yet?- He asks eyeing me sideways.

 -No. Where you…?

 -Yes. After the first attack. We spent some weeks fighting Hel together. Is he still playing hard to get then?-Oh and there it was.

 -Oh! So it is not my imagination! God I thought I was going insane! Oh that Bunny suit messed me up! I love that chest!…wait. Is that why you have your chest out? - He nods.- And the glow…I noticed Thrasir does not have that glow and I love glow in the dark…ermm… It is an awesome design I have to say. I like it. It is sexy.- I felt bad for the lack of tact but at the same time he needed to know I did not find him ugly or scary any more.

 -You were always odd like that Summoner.- He says that in his deep voice, and it conveys a lot of feelings.

 Did he let me touch his chest? No…and I didn’t really ask to be honest. My respects to Lif. He gave up everything for us. I owe him a lot.

 Well, now I knew for sure and I could confront him or let him keep doing it, or maybe just seduce him. It was strange. I always thought it only worked on men, but I guess it does work goes both ways! At least it help me to fall in love with his mind and heart first, not his body.

 Next day we were walking out of Lif’s castle when the floor gave in and Alfonse and I fell through it. Luckily it was not even high, but I am not as tall as Alfonse and with my luck, part of my coat and shirt got caught on a sharp part of a broken stone pillar, and I was left hanging about one feet off the ground by one shoulder. I tried wiggling off the coat but I could not do it.

 -Are you hurt _____?- Alfonse asks worriedly getting up from where he landed on the floor.

 -No! I think I just got scratched! But I can’t unhook my self.

 - Only you _____.- Says Alfonse smiling and getting dust out of his uniform.

 -Thanks Alfonse…Can you help me down?

 He looks around and up for a while and then stares at me for a few minutes. Probably thinking how to approach the problem, but seriously I think he could just reach up and unhook me. He is tall enough for that.

  He comes close to me and circle my waist with his left arm and places his left leg between my legs to find leverage on the pillar behind me. He reaches over my head with his right arm to unhook my coat. Being this close to him is so exiting. My heart begins to race and I start feeling kind of hot. I try not to think about it and avoid my gaze from his face, but I can’t help looking at him.

 There was not much light coming down from the hole above us, but I could see the side of his face and ear…yeah the same ear I wanted to…OK! Not now! He took this time to move his leg up to hold my weight up, and I was left straddling it. He kind of wiggled it to adjust and…Oh boy! It felt good, good.

<< Oh no! Don’t move it anymore…>> I was praying for him not to move that leg, because God in heaven, I was going to come right there and then.

 …And he moved it again but higher and harder…

 -Mmmn- Oh GOD! I did not just moan into his ear. I mean, I am not horny all the time, come on! It is just that, he is so close I can smell him. He smells so deliciously manly, and his leg is touching just the right places!!

 Meanwhile he is frozen in place. It seems like he is thinking about what to do or maybe just not thinking at all. I personally think he will be leaving me hanging there to be hones. I am so embarrassed, I lower my face to hide it, but we are so close, I end up hiding my face in the crook of his neck.

 He gasps and I can feel his arm tightening on my waist and I get even closer to him. I feel him moving his head a little as if to see my face and then…he moves the leg again as if testing it. This time slowly. I tried and fail to stifle another moan but it still comes out. He moves his hips upwards and keeps moving the leg. It creates just the right amount of friction needed. I feel my hips move on their own to meet him.

 -Alfonse…- My legs tighten around his and when I come close to his manhood I can feel his arousal as well.

 -_________- He whispers my name softly as my leg touches him. All this while he is still moving that blessed leg back and ford. I am panting at this point and he feels like he is in the same situation. All of this brought me to my knees. I came hard. I sat there shuddering in his arms and biting my hand because the stone caused every little noise to sound louder. I felt him kissing my hair.

 We heard some loud footsteps up above us and then…

 -Hey! You need help down there!- I hear Barst’s voice over my head. He does not sound or look like he heard anything.

 -We are fine…I just need …to get her down.- Alfonse’s voice sound a little strained but Barst takes it to mean he es working on helping me down. Just like that, he unhooks my coat and lowers me down gently, still not letting go.

 -I’m getting a ladder!- He’s gone and we can hear his footsteps getting farther away.

 Alfonse steps forward still with me in his arms ,until my back is against the pillar and then looks at me and kisses me hard.

  I am dizzy by the time he lets go. - He is coming back.- He says against my neck and bites into it. I am sure they could hear that whimper that left my mouth. And can you blame me? He just bit into my neck and at the same time moved his hips in a way that I could feel his manhood rub against me. Both his hands were lowered to my hips and he used them to have me closer to him. All this while, he gave this utterly sexy guttural sound that almost sounded like a growl… He lets go, takes a step back and turns around, a moment later a ladder is lowered.

 -You go. I will explore down here a moment.- He says in a firm voice not looking at me.

  I go up the ladder still a little shaky and flushed. I tel Barst to let him explore to see what he can find, but to leave the ladder for him to get up. Darn I wanted to go “exploring” with him. Just imagining what he is doing down there is doing things to me. Good thing everyone thought I was scared of what had happened. I only had a scratch to show.

 He came back much later.

 …Well that was a lot of “exploring”.

 He comes to the camp outside the castle and we are ready to leave just after lunch. At first he seems reluctant to be near me. I am freaking out because well, overthinking and anxiety mixed with insecurities is a bad mix. Finally after half a day of travel, we make camp and post the watch. He comes and sit by my side when I am eating. We don’t talk about it until we are left alone to go to rest.

 -I…I apologize Alfonse. It wasn’t my intention. I…it just happened.- I tell him when he doesn’t speak.

 - It wasn’t my intention either…you don’t have to apologize. I have been wanting to tell you. I…have feelings for you. I just did not want to say it in a situation like that and not at a time like this. I wanted it to be special. I am in love with you _____.

 -I love you too Alfonse. I have for a long time… I’m sorry I ruined it…but I could not help but enjoy having you so near.- He is scarlet red, but smiling.- Which by the way, is your fault.- He looks puzzled.- Sir you are playing dirty.

 -How so? - He asks.

 -You are playing hard to get with my heart.

 -Oh that game you started playing with mine?-He asks arching an eyebrow.

 -What? Me? When? You don’t even let me see your hands for God’s sake. I never saw you flirting with me.

 -I…hold your hands.- He says blushing. Well that was so Alfonse of him.-…erm…You used to never take off that coat or those pants. You were all mysterious and unreachable- Mysterious? Well, firs time someone said that about me.

 -You wanted me to take off my pants?- He turns red again -I was…insecure. I mean look at those gorgeous women out there and I get all jealous and insecure. I felt safe with my coat on. What was your excuse?

 -The same…I am jealous and insecure…Well, I was at first, but then I noticed something about you. - I give him a questioning look.- You could look at any hero in the nude and not get flustered by it. When I asked you why; you told me they where just natural human bodies to you. You sounded like they were nothing special; like you had analyzed bodies so much you did not find them beautiful or sacred any more. You said you studied them at school and everyone paraded half naked in musical shows and the like. Later you told me you did find them beautiful in an artistic or scientific kind of way but it did not make it better to me.

 How to make someone like you fall in love….with me? I listened to you and how you praised my intellect and skills, and I knew you were attracted to those qualities, but there are other men with intellect and skills at home too. I needed to find a way to be special to you.

  It was only when we met that other Alfonse dressed in a bunny costume that I understood. The way you looked at him made me so envious and jealous. What was so special about him? I saw you ogle his body like he was the most sinful of apparitions, and he looked just like me! I was frustrated. That same evening I saw you looking differently at me, and I could not help but feel elated about it.

 I spied you looking intently at my naked hands and when I put on my globes, that look of disappointment did not escape my eyes. It occurred to me that you had never seen me in any state of undress and it must have been strange to you. I understood how you felt now. I have been watching heroes for years. Beautiful women I have been watching on a daily basis and none of them feel spacial, even if they have beautiful bodies,or incredible skills. Yet the day I saw you wearing regular clothes I …well I…- He blushed, lowered his face and left the sentence hanging.

 I flirted with the idea of letting you see more of me, but then I would just become like any other hero, and I wanted more than that. I want so much more.- Now he looked at me, and there was so much love and affection in his eyes, I could have melted in the spot.

 I have to confess I enjoyed seeing you flustered when you could see a little of me. That made me feel special, but I did not want to be just a mystery to you either. I wanted your heart and soul,your love not only your lust. I needed to to know you loved me.

  I had a talk last night with Lif. He told me they were lovers …His summoner and him. He told me I was being a fool just wasting time. He said that if you were anything like his ______, then you loved me, jut like his summoner did him. _______, I want what they had…I want everything, but I am afraid. Between this situation and the war with Embla…You understand me, don’t you?

 - I understand you. I suppose the time is not right. I don’t want to look back on the day we finally are together and remember all these tragedies. You know Alfonse. You were right about me and my take on “nakedness”. I guess we are on the same page now about desire too. To us, Desire comes from love. That is what makes you and your body especial to me. I fell in love with your sharp mind and your heart first, but also thanks to your “efforts” I can understand and appreciate how special a lover’s body is. You made me understand, that what I feel for you is true love, not just infatuation or lust. Thank you. We can wait if that is your wish…if not…I will not say ‘no’ to that to be honest. I leave it to your discretion…But Alfonse, next time you go “exploring” , I want you to know, I can always lend you a hand. ;)

                                     ~*~

  I write this on the day of Devotion. Alfonse and I had another talk and at the end, we decided to wait. Alfonse’s position is a little difficult, and now even more so after his father’s death. His personality makes me forget he is royalty, but the weight of his crown is a lot. He has more responsibilities and images to uphold. I want to think we have time to enjoy each other’s company, hearts and mind before we rush things any way.

 Well, I have to go, my family (Yes they are my family now) is waiting for me. Sharena informed me there is a huge surprise for me. Well, Anna did owed me some favors and she designed the costumes for the Royal family.I can’t wait see Alfonse! I hear he is wearing sandals XD Wink, wink!

 PS: Wait! I just realized something! Lif was actually spying on us!?