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Legend of the Seeker 2x16 ‘Desecrated’

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Queen of the Forest

Chapter 3

Characters: Richard Armitage x Cara Ambrose

*smut alert* - assault of OC - warning

Warnings: Drugging, rape, assault, poisoning, drinking, possible impregnation, imprisonment, humiliation.

Chapter 3: Obsession turned Rotten (May 2nd)

Two days later, the evening of the festival…

The drumming began before the sunset, the low hum of it permeating Caras’ senses as she dressed for the party. The feast had gone well and everyone was merry. She even noticed that William was quite distracted with Roland tonight, no doubt they would slip away and find somewhere cozy to be together. Joshua toured the crowds, vigilant, but relaxed, even with Sir gone, there was nothing to worry about. The community was gathered and there was no ill will.

As the sun set, the nightly spring breeze wafted through the open doors of her suite and carrying the thump of the drums and the singers and the jingles of the ladies bells. Cara dressed in her silken and gauze and moves to the beat of the drums as she put her hair up, ready to dance.

The flames lick the wood as it snaps and crackles, and the flames grow higher and higher, filling the canopy with a brilliant orange glow. Sparks fly into the heavens of the break in the sky, the moon is slivered tonight, but she is building momentum. Cara comes down from the suite and walks majestically through the crowd of dancers. The drums stop a moment to allow her entry… then swirl up again as she spins… around and around. Cara dances. The dancers swirl around her, in a whirling twirling display. The drum caller, Palal starts to sing… a baleful song.. of faeries and summer nights, and Cara smiled at him in reminiscence.

“I tell the tale of the girl so pale with wheat and winding hair.

She tossed her love into the bog and smiled as he sat there.

Oh wet and true, his eyes burned blue and never was she fair.

Then the night he came upon her and stole her purity there.

Oh, oh. That night he took her there.

She gazed and gleamed in starry streams, with ivy in her hair.

The manic screams were distant heard as he finished with her there,

Low in the bog, deep in the dark, she became his bride

But many a man would wish her theres, oh evening tide.

Oh, oh.. wish they would, wish they would,

Wish they would have her there by the bog-side.”     (a fiddle played then in the refrain)

Cara danced for some time more, and finally rested on a bench to catch her breath and get a drink. She grabbed a cup, and poured some from the large jug on the table. Ajay, came up to her then, carrying a sacramental goblet on a tray.

“Mistress, will you take this offering for our harvest, the kitchen prepared it for you” Ajay said, bowing his head, his eyes looking up at her, as she rose to stand before him. Her smile bright, he was already infatuated, but now, that burning desire in him was sure he had made the right decision to pursue her. Up close like this, she smelled like wild strawberries, and her voice was lilt and playful. Cara giggled, as she took the goblet, looking away for a moment at some other guests, then back at him, bringing the cup to her lips and savoring the tea… she swallowed, and a sting of bitter hit her throat. She choked a bit, and looked to Ajay whose eyes were eager.

Cara coughed a bit, then leaned on him, the tray hitting the ground at their feet, making little sound. Ajay, patted her back a moment, “There there, are you alright, Mistress?” Cara collected herself, “oh yes. Just too sweet I think,” she laughed nervously and went for some water. Ajay was holding the goblet.. “No, no Mistress if you discard the offering, the harvest, the harvest”, he tipped the goblet back into her mouth, as she spurted a bit, and drank another gulp. Her eyes growing wide at his enthusiasm. She kept her wits, and when she sat back down, she hastened a gulp and tried for some water again. Ajay, looked to the master suite a moment, gauging the distance.

Cara had a moment to drink some water and then she rose to join the dancers again, “I think I shall dance again, are you coming?” She offered.

Ajay, looked sheepish, “No mistress, I am fine here”.

Cara sprung into the line again and started to dance, but very quickly, as her heart pumped to the beat of the drums, her feet felt heavy, and her head felt dizzy. She spun, and it only made the world spin faster, out of control. When she thought she would hit the ground, Ajay, caught her in midair and stood her up, gracefully. “Thank you” Cara said, looking up at him, his eyes bright like her husbands, and his hair fell like that of his youth against his strong temples. She caressed his face a moment, and he picked her up and carried her away from the fire and the feast.

William and Roland were making out, just down from the fire, and missed Cara leaving. Joshua was negotiating something with the kitchen as Ajay carried her off. No one noticed them leaving, though they should have.

Ajay moved swiftly carrying Cara as she lulled in consciousness. He knew the doors were open to the suite and he made his way inside, laying her on the bed, while he closed up doors and windows quickly and nimbly. Cara moaned, “My love, come back.. I need you”, a giggle burbled from her lips. Ajay sighed, as he looked at her.

The gauze and silk of her dress was riding up her deliciously thick thighs and showing her curves. Her delicate feet, rubbed against each other, as she writhed on the bed, unsteady and sleepy. Her one nipple was starting to protrude from her chemise and he nearly drooled at the prospect of biting it between his teeth. Ajay, laid a top her, carefully pulling up her garments, Cara’s panties inches from his nimble fingers, as her leg opened lazily to one side on the bed.

Cara’s arms were soft, and she made an attempt to wrap them on Ajay’s neck to pull him in for a kiss. Ajay’s thoughts were rushing him faster and faster, what to do first. He kissed Cara, and she moaned in his mouth.. he plunged his tongue into her mouth, coarsely, and she mirrored him. He pulled her breast out, roughly and moved his mouth to it, sucking and pulling at the nipple stiff in the air.

Cara moaned louder, and his cock sprang up in excitement. Her hand somehow digging into his hair, and pushing him into her breast closer. He groaned as he picked up her scent and flicked his tongue even faster against her skin and her beaded nipple. He moved to the other one, and, moved across her belly, pressing her hands into the bed, strong and assured. He kissed to her mound.. and stopped. “Oh, my Queen,” he whispered, “I want to taste you” Cara’s eye opened, and she looked down at him, she squinted, and her eyes rolled back again. Moaning and writhing on the bed. Cara was trying to stay awake, but this feeling was strange, she felt heavy and light at the same time.

Richard had come back early, and he was here, she thought. He was here, she couldn’t move her hands, though. She was aware of that, and when she moved a bit to squirm, a “Shh… its ok, my Queen” was all she heard, and not on the velvety tongue of her lover. Ajay, begin to lick her folds and suck her clit wildly. His hands still firmly planting Caras’ into the bedcovers. Cara was starting to squirm a little more, so Ajay pulled her arms taut, and scooped his arms under her thighs, his face buried in her mound.. Cara tried to close her legs, but his head was placed there. He licked and sucked and she cried out in pleasure and confusion.

Cara’s heart pounded in her chest, was this real, what was happening? Her eyelids fell down heavy.. and she lost time a moment, maybe more. Ajay was above her now, her hands still pinned by his hands. He kept a solid grip on her, with one monstrous hand. He was as tall and lean as her husband, his eyes playfully dark in the sliver of light pouring in from the billowing fire. She saw him smile and it looked monstrous for a split second. She shut her eyes again, afraid. Ajay, teased her folds with his throbbing cock. And Cara wished to be saved from whatever this was.

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Minutes passed quickly at the fire dance. Joshua had finished getting another bit of pie and stepped out to the crowd, looking for William and for Cara. Cara? Where was Cara? Joshua found William kissing and pulled him free disgruntedly. “hey” William said, annoyed. “Where is she? You were supposed to watch her”. Joshua said sternly.

William looked abashed, “She was just here, I thought, oh no”.

Joshua looked at him, “What?” 

William’s face turned ashen a moment, “Ajay was with her”

Joshua scoffed, “That guy? What are you serious?”

William looked shaken, “No, its just that Richard told me to keep on an eye on him, and I should have, he’s been trailing her all day”

Joshua looked coarse, “all day, but what do you mean?” Joshua put his hand up as William was about to protest, “Look let’s just find her, she couldn’t have gone far, maybe she went to bed, Richard is due back soon, right” William nodded. “So let’s go check it out”, said Joshua. They both hurried up the plankways, around several smaller suites and towards the master suite house.

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Cara’s senses were dulled, and her head still swam, her core was aroused, but she could not move. Ajay, pushed into her, and tears strolled down her cheeks leisurely, as she fought to keep them open. She kept murmuring, “Dark hair, bright eyes, dark hair, bright eyes,” as he stroked into her fiercely and quick. Ajay, finished so quick he could barely pull out of Cara. He popped his cock up and came on her belly. Then huffed against her breast and kissed her sloppy on the neck. The door banged open.. loudly, but he didn’t startle.

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William and Joshua approached the suite door and found it closed and locked. Richard came up the walkway towards them, “Gentleman, everything alright?” Richard’s mood was calm and jovial. William looked sheepish, and Joshua looked concerned. Richard mirrored Joshua, “What’s happened? Where’s Cara?”

“We don’t know Sir, we lost track of her” Joshua confessed.

“What?” Richard said his tone rising in confusion and frustration, “What do you mean, you lost track of her, Keeping track of her is your Only job”

Joshua looked down,” a minor distraction, Sir,” 

Richard gritted his teeth and yanked his key out of his pocket, shoving it into the door handle.. He unlocked it and found it wouldn’t open. “What was the distraction, may I ask?” Richard inquired looking back at Joshua, who was ready with a weapon, “Roland” Richard rolled his eyes, “Oh for fuck’s sake” More to the door than to William, William hoped.

Richard pushed it hard with his shoulder and it broke free. Richard moved briskly into his home, and straight to the bedroom. Richard came upon the scene and roared as he grabbed Ajay in one clean movement by his shirt collar and yanked him free of Cara. Richard tossed Ajay in the direction of Joshua and William and moves to Cara on the bed, seeing her dis-shelved and damp, he wanted to touch her, but also not disturb her.

Cara moans “Richard”, as her eyes flutter, “Help me”. Richard kissed her forehead, shielding her with his form, “Oh my love” he cooed, covering her with her garments to conceal her propriety. Richard snapped back at Ajay, who is now, standing, pants loose, and cock sure. A smile curls his lips, as William and Joshua hold him steady.

Richard stood to his full height beside the bed. Though Ajay was lean and tall, Richard was still taller, by several inches, and bigger. Working out on the farm like this over the last few years had gained him more mass, and he towered over Ajay now. “What were you doing with my, Wife?” He growled, inches from Ajay’s face.

Ajay smirked, “What are you going to do about it, old man, huh?”

Richard, looked towards Cara and back to Ajay, and chuckled, “Yeah, you sure showed me (sardonic grin) taking my lady to bed by force”. He moved to cover Cara up with a coverlet, she stirred but was sleeping now.

Richard stepped back towards Ajay who wasn’t squirming, “I’ll bet she called my name while you took her”, Ajay looked at him then, gulping hard, but not looking down.

Richard’s deep voice resonated through the cabin, “You thought you’d get a taste and sneak off, huh. Thought I wouldn’t notice” smirks and shakes his head.

Then turns back to Ajay and grabs his jaw in his powerful hand, gripping it tightly. William and Joshua both shift uneasily.

“If you think that I will let some upstart take what is mine, you have got another thing coming” he snarled at Ajay, looking him deep in the eye, “That is my Queen you defiled, (his hand shot out behind him, pointing at Cara), I should kill you right now”.

Richard grabbed Ajay by the throat and dragged him out of the balcony doors that slammed open with a large clatter. William and Joshua both looked surprised at Richard’s outburst.

Chapter 1 Chapter 2

Thanks for the support of my friends to keep working at this story and to RA for the inspiration.

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“He’s like endgame for me. I totally want them to be truly together!” — Winona Ryder (Lydia Deetz)

This illustration of mine is something I truly want to see for a potential third Beetlejuice movie. Me and many fans who are diehard Beetlebabes shippers! 🪲❤️🕷️Even Winona Ryder herself explained her pitch to ComicBook.com and even her interview with Joshua Horowitz as she wants her character to end up with Beetlejuice aka Betelgeuse! 🖤🖤 Her wish will come true once the third Beetlejuice film will come to fruition from Tim Burton and Warner Bros. I’m enjoyed the second Beetlejuice movie and I’m looking forward to seeing one last zany adventure with the Ghost with the Most!

Also I think this song, We Belong Together by Ritchie Valens (R.I.P.) totally suits them as it’ll be a perfect love song for them for the third Beetlejuice movie! 🥰🙌💕 Just like Harry Belafonte and Richard Harris, why not Ritchie Valens? It fits perfectly! I’d love to see a happy ending for both of them in Beetlejuice Beetlejuice Beetlejuice — and so does Miss Ryder herself!

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IAM.O programs 2024-25

Carreira/Ponomarenko: RD: Etta James - I Just Wanna Make Love to You; Little Richard - Long Tall Sally FD: Carmen

Skating's Elite Summer Sizzler: x x X Nebelhorn RD FD

Veillon/Brandys: RD: Beatles - Twist and Shout; Maurice Williams & the Zodiacs - Stay; The Contours - Do You Love Me FD: Nino Rota - La Strada Choreo: Cara Moir, Adrian Diaz

Next Gen: RD FD Aug Sectionals: RD FD JGP Czech Skate 2024 RD FD JGP Ljubljana

Hensen/Lickers: RD: The Commodores - Slippery When Wet, Brick House FD: Stravinsky - Firebird

Lake Placid: RD FD Aug Sectionals Denis Ten

Dozzi/Papetti: RD: The Champs - Tequila, Harry Belafonte - Jump in the Line FD: Asaf Avidan - Between These Hands, Reckoning Song Choreo: Adrian Diaz, Madison Hubbell

Lake Placid: RD FD Aug Sectionals Lombardia: RD FD Nebelhorn: RD FD

Robinson/Portz: RD: Saturday Night Fever FD: Dream Travel and LTJ Yard - Music in my Soul; Douglas Dare - Dance Me to the End of Love

Lake Placid: RD FD Aug Sectionals

Ritter/Brykalov: RD: Boney M - Daddy Cool, Fever FD: Francis Lai - Mayerling; Nicole Croisille and Francis Lai - Where Did Our Summers Go (La leçon particuliere)

Lake Placid: RD FD Aug Sectionals Lombardia: RD FD Nebelhorn: RD FD

Shilling/Baeten: RD: James Brown - I Feel Good, Super Bad FD: Celine Dion - It's All Coming Back to Me Now

Lake Placid: RD FD Aug Sectionals

Roberts/Alis: RD: Rolling Stones - Miss You, Satisfaction FD: I Monster - Who is She; CLANN - Her & the Sea

Lake Placid: RD FD Aug Sectionals Lombardia: RD FD Nebelhorn: RD FD

Corneil/Emery: RD: Aretha Franklin - Think, Respect FD: Cody Fry - Flying

Lake Placid: RD FD Aug Sectionals

Programs for outside skaters:

Maddie Schizas: FD Danse Macabre (choreo by Scott Moir, Madison Hubbell, Adrian Diaz)

Lia Pereira/Trennt Michaud: Tango FD (choreo by Adrian Madi - ISU bio. in an interview P/M said Scott also)

Utana Yoshida/Masaya Morita: RD Be Bop a Lula FD Romeo & Juliet (choreo by Scott, Adrian, Madi)

[luvly-writer]

"But Oh..Cara mia"

Ch. 15 Repercussions are always messy

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Dick Grayson x Latina! Reader

Warning: None

Author's note: I finally found some time and inspiration to write! YAY! You wouldn't believe how crazy the last few weeks have been. First, university has been absolutely insane causing my health to decrease a little, then, it's the birthday months in my family meaning that almost every weekend we had something, and finally, I got a new phone. I had my old phone ever since 2020 and it had been malfunctioning ever since January. Unfortunately, many of my notes were lost due to me forgetting to backup them, and within those notes, I had the sketch for this ENTIRE story. So cue all the time I spent crying cause I lost SO MANY of my notes, from my TBR to my fic drafts. But worry not! I am time to reread the story so that I can get inspiration and remember how it was going to be carried out. LOTS OF LOVE.

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You ran and ran and ran. Up the stairs, taking the elevator would give you way too much time to stress over the situation. You ran with Babs hand in yours, pulling her with you. You could hear her complaining because of her running in heels and that you were going too fast but those were being unheard of. You needed to get to your room before you'd burst. Finally, after it felt like forever you got to your room. You pulled Babs in and closed the door, locking it. You both inhaled and exhaled softly, a little out of breath. "Yn, I love you. You know I do, but fuck you for making me run all the way to here." Babara panted out successfully snapping you of the trance you were in. You had been staring holes at the door. She walked up towards you and pulls you back, "Hey hey, the door won't harm you, stop looking at it as if it will" she said softly and pulls you so that you are both sitting on your bed. You breathe softly and finally look at Barbara who is looking at you with so much intrigue. "Barbara.." you start slowly and Babs nods, eager to know what you'll say, "You will not believe what the fuck happened on that dance floor" you finish and Barbara squeals and laughs making you laugh as well.

--<3---

On the other side of the manor, Dick was desperately looking for Kory. He had run away from the ballroom straight to the gardens. "KORY!" He shouted as he searched for the girl around the gardens. Just as he was about to shout for her again, he finds her sitting in a bench in front of one of the Wayne manor ponds, staring at the fish in the water.

"Kor-"

"So," she says without looking at him, "finally done eye fucking Yn are you?" she finishes. Dick flinches slightly, not used to receiving such harshness from her. He slowly walks up to her, "I wasn-" he begins but is once interrupted by her, "Of course, you were, Richard!" She bites back standing up to look at him dead in the eye. Frankly, he is currently terrified of the girl in front of him. "Honestly, when are you going to stop lying to me! I am not stupid and I am quite sick of you believing I am." Kory crosses her arms and Dick finally answers, "It is a publicity stunt, Kory" and she huffs. "Oh yes, I am sure! That's what you always say but it's a fucking lie". Dick can feel his anger rising, "I am not lying Kory, you know that Bruce pulls this shit every time something goes wrong in a gala whenever Yn and I are there. The socialites-"

"The socialites can go fuck themselves, Richard! I may not be from Earth but I have been here long enough to know that for something to be a publicity stunt, it doesn't need the amount of intimacy you were both exhibiting! When will you come to terms with the fact that she loves you and that you-" screams Kory yet chokes up in the end, not wanting to finish her sentence. Finishing it would confirm the very same thing she has been trying to avoid, say delay, all this time. "That I might what Kory? Love her? You know that's a lie. I love you" Dick says and Kory rolls her eyes in frustration. "But you are noT IN LOVE WITH ME RICHARD!" She lets out. "You haven't been in a long time" and Dick just looks at her.

"Kory, what non-"

"But it isn't nonsense! It's true! She knows you better than anyone else, better than me! You both share this strange fucking sense of intimacy-"

"No we don't"

"Yes, you do Richard. I don't know anything about you any more than she does. For fuck's sake, I had to call you under the premise of training the Titans in order to actually hear from you. Something happens to you and you go running to her. Your face lights up whenever you see her and you search for her in every room! I tried to get in the way and make you see only me, Richard, I really did, but she shines so bright that you can't see anyone but her whenever she is present. What is the point of fighting it anymore?" Kory says defeatedly. Dick reaches out for her but she steps back, "Kore, don't...don't say that" he says as his eyes begin to tear up.

"Richard, but I have to. You haven't been mine for a long while now and I thought coming to Gotham with you might've changed that but it didn't. It just made it ten times clear who you belong with and surprise! It isn't me! I have tried everything! From sex to calls and excessive PDA, to trying to limit your contact with her and trying to make you leave, and even trying to make you cut ties with her, and wanna know something? NOTHING WORKED! It isn't healthy anymore! I am desperately trying to keep something that isn't mine and never will be! I am trying to save something that's already ruined!" Kory yells and both can feel the tears run down their cheeks. Dick walks up to her and holds eye contact, "I love you, Kory, you know this, you must, you have to..." he whispers and Kory smiles bitterly at him, "I know, Robin, and I love you but you don't love me in the way I want to be loved" she answers and Dick looks down in shame. "I am sorry," he tells the girl and she smiles at him, "I am sorry. I am so so sorry, Kory" he keeps on whispering and she pulls him for a hug. No matter what anyone else says, Richard Grayson has the biggest heart of all and even in the moments where she is breaking a big part of his heart, he still doesn't have it in him to hate her and shove harsh words her way. "I know, Dick, I know. Part of loving you is letting you go so that you can truly be happy," She pulls him back to look him in the eyes, "We are over, Richard. Our time has finally come to an end" she says softly and Dick nods.

"We had a good run, Richard, we really did." She says as both laugh, still teary-eyed.

"We are no longer two dumb teenagers in love" he says and she nods laughing, "Please, Kory, know that my intention was never to hurt you, you kno-" Dick starts but Kory cuts him off with a laugh.

"Oh I know, Dick, I know, I think one of the last people to know that you're in love is you," Dick goes to open up his mouth in denial but Kory shushes him with a glare, "Richard Grayson you better not try to deny it! Do yourself a favor and accept it" Kory says and Dick has the decency to look bashful.

"It's not that, Kory, it's just, I mean, me and her, I mean she and well, we aren't exactly on good terms or have ever been exactly on the best but no well yeah but-" he is cut off by Kory's laughter.

"My, is this real? Is the suave Richard Grayson finally made a mess by a girl? What a sight!" she says and Dick glares at her. "It's complicated!" he huffs rolling his eyes and she just laughs out, "Isn't it always?"

They both decide to sit down on the grass and stair at the water. They stay in silence for a while. It is broken by Kory who looks at him curiously, "Since when?" she asks and Dick looks at her confused.

"Since when have you known that you know, you love her?" she asks and he just shrugs.

"I don't know actually, one day the hate turned into something else and I was too much of a coward to acknowledge it." He says picking on the grass.

"So you ran back to familiar?" she says and he nods a little distracted, she hums in understanding. "You are an idiot, Dick" she says making the boy nod and laugh with her. "Don't get me wrong, that wasn't the entire reason, I do love you, Kory" he says and she nods once again. She needed to clear the air before finally leaving.

"You know, it kinda makes me feel a little better that you were a little conscious of your feelings for her but pushed them down because of how much you love me" she says and he gives her a tight smile.

"What now?" he asks, scared of what the answer might be.

"Well, I am going back to the Titans tower and probably taking a well-deserved nap. You should probably go find her" she answers and Dick laughs, "No, what about us now?" he asks once again and Kory looks at him, understanding his questing. "OH! Well, you can always come to help co-lead the Titans, they are a handful as they are, so help is always appreciated. As for us us? I think we can be friends" she offers and Dick smiles and nods, "Yeah, I'd like that" making Kory smile, "But not now, I need some time, plus, I think you have a certain someone that requires your full attention" she insists and Dick lays back and looks up, "Oh her....I am fucked" he says making Kory laugh. "Why?!" she says and Dick looks at her incredulously, "Have you met her?!?! This is the one person that has never allowed me to charm my way out and is the first to call me on my bullshit. I may be absolutely earth-shattering in love with her but she will rain a shitstorm on my ass!" he exclaims making Kory wheeze, "You said it! You love her!" she yells and Dick still looks desperate to get his point across. "Yeah, but she will kick my ass" which creates another round of laughter from Kory. "Why? She got you?" she asks, genuinely confused.

"Like I said, she will absolutely call me on my bullshit and scold me for hurting you. She's a girl's girl according to Barbara and Stephanie so putting you in between will definitely be on her list of reasons why Dick Grayson is an asshole and no one can convince me otherwise," he says mocking her voice and making Kory laugh again before he continues, "Plus, she will wholeheartedly fight me on how horrible I've been with her, aside from calling me a coward for denying it for so long, Kory I have more chances entering a cage fight with a tiger and a grizzly bear and winning than the hell she will put me through, which I deserve cause she deserves so much better than me, because of all these years. She will look at me and say 'i hAvE sTanDarS' which good for her, but not really good for me cause I will have to bust my ass to become the man she deserves" Dick finishes his rant and Kory stops laughing to look at him.

"You really are in love," she observes and Dick flushes, making Kory smile. "I think this will be good for you, Richard," she says as she stands up. He gapes at her and she shakes her head with a smile, "She has always pushed you to grow and be better. And now it seems she will do so once again" she tells him, making Dick stand up. She kisses his cheek and starts to leave, waving back at him. Dick waves back as he thinks over her last few words. Yn has always been the force to challenge him, make him push past his limits, and become better. Although the majority of the time, it had been through fights and constant clashing, she always helped him get better. As he starts to walk back to the manor, he feels a gush of wind in his side. He looks and lo and behold, Wally West is looking at him with a big smile. "Sooooo, I take it that went well" he grins at Dick throwing his arm around him.

As he explains what happened with Kory, Wally nods. "Wow, this is the first time I have ever EVER seen you handle things like an adult" he quips making Dick shove his arm off as he laughs.

"Hey!" Dick exclaims to which Wally answers, "You know its true!"

They both walk back to the ballroom., "So what now with Yn?" Wally asks carefully before they enter. Remembering how cozy the two were before the dance, Dick pulls Wally by the ear and slightly threatens, "Seeing as now I have to bust my ass to win her over, do NOT make it harder by flirting with her. Keep your hands and words away from Yn, I will break your legs" To which Wally snickers like a little shit. "Hey, it did the job of getting you to do something so fuck off," he says as he pulls his ear from Dick's grasp. The two enter the ballroom and laugh falling back into the boyish banter they were always used to. Dick can feel the questioning gazes of his family and decides to avoid them because in all seriousness, he had no clue how he can even begin explaining this.

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"SHUT UP!" screams Barbara as Yn finally finishes her story, nodding excitedly. Barbara's mouth is wide open as she processes what just happened, making Yn laugh. "I know! I don't even know how I am breathing! It was so intense and genuinely, a little hot too and it felt sooooooo right but soooo wrong at the same time you know!?" YN exclaims as Barbara nods, "Yeah cause Kory was there and oh my, they are definitely breaking up! Shit, Yn! This is messy!" she says and Yn nods with wide eyes. "I know! And honestly, I feel so conflicted! Because A) I don't like that a thrid party got hurt-"

"Even if she was a huge bitch to you?"

"Even if she was a huge bitch to me. And B) Barbara it felt so good, like I wanna scream into my pillow all night kind of good!" Yn finishes and Barbara laughs at her expression, "Bitch I sure hope it feels good, it isn't every day that someone tells you that they are afraid of who they will become if you are gone AND tells you to ask anything and it is yours, you know, especially FROM DICK GRAYSON" says Barbara, "The same Dick Grayson, whose middle name is casanova with commitment issues" she finished making Yn burst out laughing. Finally, they calm down and stay silent as they process everything. They were still in their outfits, with the exception of their heels as they both lay on the floor of YN's bedroom.

"You know, don't feel so bad about the Dick and Kory thing. I think everyone has been seeing that they were going to fall out at any given moment in the last few years. So I don't really think it was ALL your fault. You being included was more of a last straw kinda thing" says Barbara trying to reassure Yn, who in return looks at her and asks, "You think so?" Barbara nods and Yn stays silent for a moment. "But if they broke up, I am NOT being a rebound. Dick has to prove that this time it is legit! Cause I am not going back to the same hot and cold as always. I can't, Barbara, I cannot! I deserve better and I don't want a few months of love and then for him to turn back into the asshole that he is always with me. I am not going to be the second choice cause his first left. If Dick wants me, he has to earn me" she says confidently and Barbara beams at her. "I wouldn't expect anything less from you." She says and they both laugh. They begin to put on their shoes after finally feeling like they should go back to the ball. They fixed themselves up and walked back. Barbara kept teasing Yn over her situation with Dick and Yn, although she was heavily blushing, she laughed with her friend. As they entered, YN went directly towards Diana with a huge smile, they agreed that Yn would spend the next weekend in New York with her so that she could tell her all about what happened in more privacy.

As she walked back to where Barbara, Cass, and Stephanie were, Yn made brief eye contact with Dick. She felt her heart skip a beat. Dick smiled at her and waved. Yn nodded in acknowledgment and waved back. The night carried on without any other mishaps. Even though, everyone was dying to know what happened between them, they would have to wait until their next Diyn (ship name) meeting to know what happened so they let it slide for tonight and just enjoyed the gala.

That night, as Yn was heading for bed her phone dings. She opens it only to find:

Mi Picaflor <3:

The offer still stands. Ask for anything and it is yours. Goodnight, gorgeous.

--<3--

"Right now, I'm shameless

Screaming my lungs out for ya, not afraid to face it

I need you more than I want to, need you more than I want to"

[the-indie-owl]

SpongeBob SquarePants Shipping Chart (FEEL FREE TO USE)

MAJOR UPDATE (10/14/2023): Added More Characters from the Musical

For the record, I've decided to create my own official blank shipping chart of one of my Fandoms for the very first time (since there isn't much SB Shipping Charts all over online so I created my own).

I've created Two Versions in case for Half of the Fandom's POV on the Two King Neptune characters (rather if you believe they are the same Character or Not).

Here are the Two Links for Full Versions in case to use for the Better Quality.

In case if you are confused of what each of the Ship Terms for what each of the Color represents...

❤️ = OTP (A Ship that You Love so Much and it is your own Main Favorite One out of all of the Other Ships) 🧡 = Platonic (A Ship that you prefer to be more than just Personal Friends rather than a Couple) 💖 = Crack (A Kind of Ship that is meant to be either Bizarre or Funny as in a Joke) 🩷= Love (A Ship that you also Adore but not that much of a Main Favorite) 💛= Like (A Ship that you do Enjoy but rather in a More "Causal" way to say the least) 💚= Neutral (A Ship that you have Mixed Feelings or Indifferent with) 🩵= Ok (A Ship that you're completely Fine with, but don't have any strong feelings towards it) 💜= Meh (A Ship that you just don't completely care nor pay any attention to) 💙= Dislike (A Ship that you just don't agree with or just not a personal fan of, if you don't have any too much Hate of it) 💙= Hate (A Ship that you just CAN'T STAND no matter how much that you despise) 🖤= Crash and Burn (A NOTOP that you Hate so much and is your own Main DEPISE One out of all the Other Ships)

Bonus Option: 💗= Ship with OC (A Character that you personally prefer to ship with Any of Your Own Persona/Mutuals' OC) 💚= Ship in Crossover (An X-Over Ship that you prefer to ship with Any Canon Character in the Franchise with a Different Character from Another Media) 🟤= Stay Single (A Character that you don't have enough ships and would just leave the Character to be Single without being shipped with anyone)

Characters in the Chart:

(Main Show)

SpongeBob SquarePants

Patrick Star

Gary The Snail

Sheldon J. Plankton

Squidward Tentacles

Sandy Cheeks

Mr. Krabs

Pearl Krabs

Karen

Mrs. Puff

Mermaid Man

Barnacle Boy

Larry The Lobster

The Flying Dutchman

Man Ray

Dirty Bubble

King Neptune

Queen Amphitrite

Prince Triton

Squidabeth

Barry Blobfish

Nosferatu

Slappy Laszlo

Slippy

Squidina Star

Chip Plankton

Tony 

Squilliam Fancyson

Squilvia

Patchy The Pirate

Spot

Snellie

Kenny The Cat

Perch Perkins

Bubble Bass

Old Man Jenkins

Kevin C. Cucumber

Flats The Flounder

Lady Upturn

Stanley SquarePants

Sam Star

Flapjack SquarePants

Bubble Buddy

Rube Goldfish

Gale Doppler

Plankrab

Charlton Hawkfish

Boat Salesman Shark

Hieronymus Glove

Karen 2.0.

Nurse Bazooka

Lord Poltergeist

DoodleBob

Don Grouper

Sticky Fins Whiting

Dorsal Dan

Dylan

Fred

Tom

Archie

Harry

Francis

John

Nancy Suzy Fish

Nazz Mimi

Tina Fran

Henry Bart

Franco

Sheila

Vera Fishbowl

Medley Fishbowl

Evelyn

Mevis

Buddy

Perry

Horace

Sheldon

Halbert

Jennifer Millie

Charlie

Frank The Goldfish

Jimmy Gus

Phil

Molly

Clay

Don The Whale

Harold (Red Fish)

Gus

Martin/Wobbles

Scooter

Lou

Harold "Bill" Reginald

Nat

Shubie

Dave

Sadie

Abigail Marge

Patty Rechid

Norma Rechid

Nathiel

Martha Smith

Thaddeus

Billy Lime

Harv

Frank (Lifeguard Guy)

Lloyd-Rich

Cara

Paco

Sylvester

Mabel

Old Man Walker

Lonnie

Mary

Sandals

Dennis

Miss Shell

Norma Edna

Debbie

Frank

Pilar 

Frankie Billy

Dale

Lenny

Mable-Monica

Purple Doctorfish

Norton

Richard

(Movies)

-1st Movie, "The SpongeBob SquarePants Movie"

Princess Mindy

Dennis

- 2nd Movie, "Sponge Out of Water"

Burger Beard

-3rd Movie, "Sponge On The Run"

King Poseidon

Queen Salacia (For those who don't know, in Roman Legends, Salacia was the Goddess of the Sea as well as the Actual Wife of Neptune (her Counterpart was Amphitrite, a Greek Goddess who was Poseidon's Wife). However, considering that the Franchise has secretly done an Alternate "Wife Swap" idea between the Consorts of the Greek/Roman Sea Gods, Salacia did appear in a Cameo of the Third Movie, regarding if it could be truly her or not. There was also a Semi-Design of Her through Concept Arts behind the Third Movie that I did found through ArtStation by 3D Developer (Michael Defeo). For those who are curious to know about the concept design behind King Poseidon's Wife in SB, here's the link that you can click on.)

Sage

Otto

Chancellor

Tiffany Haddock

(Spin-Offs)

-Kamp Koral

Narlene Narwhal

Nobby Narwhal

Kidferatu

Preda Tory

Roxy

Jimmy Blobfish

-The Patrick Star Show

Ouchie

(Musical)

Mrs. Mayor

Merlina Mermaid

Entity Punkfish

Goldfish

Fred Blutang

Bubbles

Bitsey

The Eletric Skates

(Other Media)

- Games 

Prawn ("Battle for Bikini Bottom")

Madame Kassandra ("The Cosmic Shake")

- Books

Princess Neptuna ("SpongeBob and the Princess")

Feel free to use if you like to use any version you want, either if you'd want to credit me or link my own charts in the descriptions/texts.

[thehomeofplatonicfics]

Gaining Control

Confessor!reader x Kahlan Amnell (and the gang) (platonic!)

AN: This is sort of a continuation of Rescue Me, Confessor here!

Standing behind the mother confessor, your new black confessor’s dress billowing behind you in the wind, you took a shaky breath in and out. Kahlan was overjoyed learning that after being the last of her kind, the confessor race’s number had increased back up to three. Her sister Denee was looking after Aydindril while she was questing with the seeker. However, since discovering your existence, Kahlan and Richard had decided to return to Aydindril and escort you to your new home there.

Of course, there was no reason why the mother confessor couldn’t oversee your training along the way. You twisted the key to your radahan in your hand, glancing nervously between Kahlan and a D’Haran solider that Cara had captured for you to practice on. It was hoped that, with this practice, by the time you reached Aydindril you wouldn’t need the radahan anymore.

“Are you ready?” Kahlan softly spoke to you, her hand resting gently on your shoulder. Her touch was the only one you wouldn’t flinch away from, your confessor magic not working on another confessor. Being unable to control your ability meant that everyone else you touched would instantly lose their free will. The idea of being able to finally control it was a dream that you’d given up long ago.

You gave a tentative nod, not feeling able to speak. Kahlan took the key from your hand, inserting it into the lock and turning it sharply. The opened radahan fell into her hands, which she then passed on to Zedd. You stepped up close to the D’Haran solider who looked anything but a warrior in that moment, clearly intimated by a confessor so seemingly powerful that even her own kind kept a lock on her.

Kahlan stepped up behind you, her hands resting on your shoulders, guiding you and keeping you grounded. “Just remember what we practiced together, you’ll be fine.” The mother confessor spoke softly in your ear, trying to be encouraging. She threw a hesitant glance Richard’s way, who looked back with a tight and false smile.

“Let’s start with just a light touch of your hand.” You nodded once more in acknowledgement, reaching out a trembling hand towards the captured soldier. You took a deep breath in and out to calm yourself, trying to remember all that Kahlan had taught you. With a small brush of your hand against the D’Haran, you tried to withdraw your hand immediately… but it was too late. You could not control the flow of magic coursing through you, and you watched helplessly as the soldier’s eyes went black from confession.

You hadn’t been free to use your confessor’s power in 6 years. Having not used it in so long meant you were very weak. You didn’t even try to save yourself as your knees buckled and everything faded to black as you lost consciousness entirely. Already half-expecting it to happen, Kahlan was right behind you with her arms outstretched to catch you. Gently, she lowered you to the ground, placing your head in her lap. All the while, your newly confessed soldier cried out to you with pleas of devotion. The others, of course, ignored him entirely and all spoke simultaneously.

Zedd held out the radahan for Kahlan to place back around your neck, but she softly pushed it back away. “No, Zedd. I won’t put her in that cage again.” The wizard hesitated before a flash of recognition appeared in his eyes and he nodded sagely. Cara, meanwhile, opened her mouth in shock and raised her arms in the air. Richard just opened and closed his mouth several times before finally recovering his sense to speak.

“Kahlan, you can’t be serious. Did we not all just watch the same thing? Right now, Y/N’s a danger to everyone.” Kahlan reached out to Richard and caressed his arm softly. “How can she learn to control her ability if we keep it suppressed under lock and key? Y/N needs to get used to the confessor magic being present in her daily life.”

Cara stepped forward, about to object again, when you shifted slightly against Kahlan and started to come to. The others, wary of your unleashed magic, moved several paces back before you opened your eyes. The mother confessor, however, softly cupped your cheek with her hand, watching intently to make sure you were alright. “Welcome back, Y/N.”

You glanced up at Kahlan’s gentle smile, then you frowned as you heard impassioned declarations of servitude from the guard. A tear slipped down the side of your face. You reached up to your radahan - but all your hand clasped was your bare throat. You shot to your feet, stumbling as you did so. Kahlan supported you as you frantically turned to her. “Where is it? Put it back! I’m a monster!” You sobbed, trying to back away from everyone else like a cornered deer.

“Y/N, please…” Kahlan put her hands out to try and calm you down. “Listen to me. You are strong enough to control this, I know it. I know it won’t be easy.” You hesitated, torn between bolting and actually trying what the mother confessor was saying. She took advantage of your doubt to cross the gap between and take your hands in hers.

“We will keep training, no matter how long it takes, I know you can do this.” You nodded, sucking in a deep breath as you returned Kahlan’s gaze resolutely. You would control this. You had to.

[bookishnerdlove]

DSAPM 66

Episodio 66: Y luego no hubo ninguno (X) Richard inclinó la cabeza y exigió una respuesta. “Se dice que te los has tragado todos. ¿Puede explicar lo que sucedió? La marquesa Neir respondió con una cara fría mientras miraba a los jefes de familia que habían tenido que renunciar a sus derechos sobre ella. “Todo fue un trato justo”. Los ojos de la marquesa Neir se volvieron más feroces que…

[richardcypher]

Legend of the Seeker 1x22 ‘Reckoning’

[melhoreslivrosderomance]

📗Te Quero de Volta📗

Stella Richard se casou com Rene Kingston no lugar de sua irmã Sophia. Mas desde o início ela sabia que seu casamento era apenas um contrato de prazo e, uma vez que o tempo acabasse, ela teria que ir. Para RK, esse casamento foi apenas um fardo, mas para ela foi um presente de Deus. Porque RK era o homem que ela amou durante toda a sua juventude… Então, durante o casamento, Stella fez o possível para que esse casamento desse certo. Mas no dia em que ela descobriu que estava grávida, seu marido lhe deu o papel do divórcio e disse… "Eu não quero essa criança. Não se esqueça de abortar." Essas palavras saíram de sua boca, como uma bomba para Stella, e mudaram a vida dela… Ela assinou seu nome no papel do divórcio e saiu de casa… Porque ela não queria ficar mais com um homem de coração tão frio… Cinco anos depois… RK comprou a empresa em que Stella trabalhava. Mas Stella fez o possível para não ter nada a ver com ele… Porque ela tinha um filho e não queria que ele descobrisse sobre ele… Mas um dia, quando Stella buscava seu filho na escola, ele a viu… RK: "Como você ousa ter um filho com outro homem?" Stella: "Acho que não tem nada a ver com você." RK estava prestes a dizer mais quando seu olhar caiu sobre a criança ao lado dela… Seu rosto parecia o mesmo de quando ele era jovem…

𝙘𝙡𝙞𝙦𝙪𝙚 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙡𝙚𝙧 𝙢𝙖𝙞𝙨👉https://reurl.cc/yv1RdM

Capítulo 1 De volta após seis anos

No aeroporto internacional da cidade X…

Stella Richard saiu do aeroporto e chamou um táxi. Ela deu o endereço ao motorista e entrou no carro. Enquanto o táxi se dirigia ao destino, Stella olhava a cidade familiar pela janela…

Ela havia retornado após seis anos, mas as experiências e memórias que tentou esquecer durante esse tempo começaram a vir à tona…

A mulher balançou a cabeça e afastou os pensamentos da cabeça.

Dessa vez, ela não voltou para pensar no passado ou descobrir o que aconteceu. Isso era inútil. Stella voltou apenas porque o chefe pediu. Ele lhe disse que eles, na empresa, estavam com a corda no pescoço, então queria que ela voltasse e ajudasse a resolver a crise.

A princípio, Stella não queria vir, mas depois de pensar um pouco, ela mudou de ideia…

Porque, seis anos atrás, foi o chefe quem a ajudou no momento mais difícil de sua vida, e ela queria retribuir-lhe o favor…

Quanto a outras coisas, ela não se importava mais.

Na empresa…

Ao chegar, Stella viu que a maioria das pessoas da empresa estavam conversando sobre um certo assunto…

Quando ela passou ao lado deles, ouviu algumas coisas.

"Ouvi dizer que tem várias empresas que querem comprar a nossa…"

"Sério! Isso significa que vamos ter um novo chefe."

"Eu só espero que ele seja bonito, como os CEOs de doramas…"

"Hah! Mas vocês sabem quem vai comprar a empresa?"

A mulher ouviu todas essas conversas, mas não ligava para fofocas.

Ela sabia que essas pessoas não se importam com quem iria comprar a empresa ou por quanto…

Elas só queriam fofocar.

Mas Stella… Ela se importava. E estava lá para conseguir um bom preço pela empresa dela.

"Claro, vão ser os Kingstons, dos Grupos RK. Quem é mais poderoso que eles na cidade e ousaria se opor a eles?"

A mulher, que estava andando, parou de repente.

Tudo porque ouviu um nome muito familiar, porém, ao mesmo tempo, estranho.

"Os Kingstons…"

"Os Grupos RK…"

De repente, as memórias que Stella havia guardado em algum canto da mente começaram a inundá-la, como se uma barragem tivesse se quebrado.

A mulher se sentiu tonta.

Era como se ainda estivesse trancada na mansão RK, cercada por paredes frias…

Ela pensou que já havia se esquecido dele fazia muito tempo, mas parecia que tinha sido apenas uma ilusão…

Flashback…

Seis anos atrás…

Na Mansão RK…

Stella entrou pela porta da sala de estar. Todavia, a expressão dela não estava boa. O rosto dela estava sério, como se ela estivesse em transe…

Além disso, a cara da mulher estava um pouco pálida.

"Senhora, o que aconteceu com você? Por que você parece tão pálida e fraca?"

Quem fez as perguntas foi Mia. Ela trabalhava para os Kingstons havia anos e sempre tratou Stella como se fosse a própria filha, portanto ficou preocupada ao ver a situação dela.

Ela olhou para os documentos que a mulher estava segurando e perguntou:

"Tá tudo bem?"

Stella olhou para ela, forçou-se a sorrir e respondeu:

"Não é nada, eu tô bem".

"Mas o seu rosto diz o contrário. Que tal eu cozinhar alguma coisa pra você? Seu Aaloo Poori favorito, por exemplo…", sugeriu Mia.

"Mia… Não se preocupa, eu tô bem, é só…"

Stella olhou para os papéis que tinha em mãos e disse: "Faz dois meses que não menstruo, e, quando fui pro hospital…"

Ela não terminou a frase, apenas olhou para Mia.

Os olhos dela estavam cheios de expectativa, porém com uma certa preocupação também…

As duas ficaram encarando uma a outra.

A mensagem de Stella foi clara: ela estava grávida. Entretanto, Mia também sabia como era a relação entre o sr. RK e Stella. Ela não sabia o que dizer.

No final, apenas lhe deu os parabéns.

Stella não disse nada, somente olhou para os documentos que estava segurando.

Ela não sabia o que falar…

Fazia três anos que estava casada com Rene Kingston. Contudo, eles não se casaram por amor.

O casamento dos dois não passava de um contrato, com prazo de três anos, porque a mulher que ele amava era a irmã dela.

RK estava prestes a se casar com Sophia, a irmã dela, mas, por algum motivo, Stella acabou por substitui-la. Então, depois que se casaram, ele disse a ela que a união deles seria apenas um contrato de três anos e nada mais.

O casamento dos dois era apenas um contrato para RK, mas para Stella era um presente de Deus. Só ela sabia o quanto tinha ficado feliz quando descobriu que ia se casar com o homem…

A pessoa que ela amou por toda a juventude. Durante os três anos, a mulher deu o melhor de si no casamento, com a esperança de que talvez, assim, o casamento desse certo.

Talvez ele não se divorciasse dela.

Talvez também quisesse ficar com ela…

Talvez desse uma chance ao relacionamento dos dois por causa do bebê…

Stella ainda estava pensativa quando, de repente, uma voz veio da porta e acabou com todas as suas esperanças e ilusões…

"Não quero o bebê."

A voz era fria e dura.

Stella e Mia olharam na direção dela.

RK estava parado na porta, olhando para Stella. A expressão dele era fria e impassível. Não dava para decifrar seus pensamentos.

O homem tinha um rosto muito bonito e olhos azuis, como dois vastos oceanos. Se você olhasse no fundo deles…

Acabaria se afogando.

……

𝙘𝙡𝙞𝙦𝙪𝙚 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙡𝙚𝙧 𝙢𝙖𝙞𝙨👉https://reurl.cc/yv1RdM

[luvly-writer]

"But oh..cara mia"

Ch. 16: Blooming flowers and love

Dick Grayson x Latina! reader

Warnings: None

Author's note:

Taglist: @lorosette @nanas-teatime @prettyacademia00 @mxtokko @sarahkaliii @w31rdg1rl @Eurydicegrimes @writing-for-the-hell-of-it @alecmores @dakotali @sadraven1992 @camilalexa93

Series Masterlist:

---<3---

"Has anything else happened ever since THE night?" asked Duke. They were sitting in a bunch on the floor of the Batcave next to Babs who was typing away at the Batcomputer.

-"Aside from everything we've seen, nothing. He just stares at her mesmerized and smiles any time she does something but do they actually interact? No, they do not. She avoids him like a plague and he is too caught up in finally realizing that he is in love with her to actually do anything"" answers Babs with a shrug. Jason, Tim, Cass, Duke, and Steph hum in understanding. Damian scoffs.

-"That is pathetic"

Jason laughs at this and nods. Before they can comment further more, they see Yn go down the stairs into the cave and walk directly to her lab. Not long after, she calls Dick's name. They all look at her questionally once she pops her head out of her lab.

-"Is Richard not here? He's supposed to be meeting me for a check-up on the side effects of the antidote." she notes and they all nod in understanding. Not long after, Dick comes running down the stairs carrying a package and walks into the lab. Being nosey as they are, Barbara clicks on the camera of the labs in order to see what is going on.

[at the lab..]

Yn is looking at her monitor, clicking away.

"You're late, Richard," she says without looking up. "Yeaaaah, I know but it is for a good reason" he responds making the girl look at him. He places the box down and gently pulls out a bouquet of flowers. They aren't just any flowers. It is a bouquet of Amapolas, Puerto Rico's national flower, and Bear's Breech, Greece's national flower. Many nights ago, when it was just Dick, Yn, the hours of late at night, and a phone call after one of Dick's panic attacks, Yn had mentioned those were her top two favorite flowers. The first two are because of her parents and the third is just cause. At the time, Yn thought Dick hadn't been listening and just hearing the sound of her voice in order to fill the silence. It appears that wasn't the case. Dick hands them over to her and smiles. "I remember. I listened. Your favorite flowers are Bear's Breech because it reminds you of your mother. They were her favorites and she would make you a flower crown with them whenever you visited the Amazons. The amapolas remind you of your father and his side of the family because you would always wear one in your hair whenever you went to the beach. I searched all over the city for them" Dick said with a proud look in his eyes. Frankly, he didn't know what he was thinking when he did this. He thought it was a great plan to at least get her to talk to him and now he was sweating bullets. Yn was stunned. She took the flowers gently and as she heard his explanation she felt her heart strings being tugged oh so gently by his actions.

She looked up at him and smiled. "Thank you...Dick. I...I love them, I really do, they are beautiful." she said and placed them on the side, promising to find a vase for them later. As she began to check up on him, Dick felt at ease. He was happy she had liked them. As she moved around, his eyes followed her.

-"Dick?"

-"hmm"

-"Stop staring," she said making the boy let out a soft laugh. She turned to him once more. "Stop it." she said again and he responds childishly, "No."

-"Richard, stop"

-"No, you called me Dick, now you can't take it back"

"Richard," she said exasperated, "Stop it!"

-"Mhmm, no I quite like the view"

-"Dick! It's distracting!" she giggled out.

-"Oh so IM distracting, thank you"

-"It wasn't a compliment"

-"Well, gorgeous, I took it as one aaand if you want me to stop staring, stop being so breathtaking" he stubbornly said and she just looked at him exasperated once more and huffed.

SCAN COMPLETE: HEALTHY

The computer voiced and the girl finally breathed out of relieve. "You are good to go, Richard-"

"-Dick"

"You are good to go, DICK, now you are healthy as you can be. The antidote is good. You all can finally break into Scarecrows lab and find out whats going on and put a stop to it." Yn was able to finish as she pushed him out the door. Dick sported one very big smile since he knew that calling her breathtaking made her flush in the most delightful ways and he was reveling in that. "Hey! One last thing before I go" he said once he went out the door.

-"What?!?!?"

"No kiss for dispatch? You know, instead of a sticker can I get a kis-"

"-NO, YOU INSUFFERABLE THING," Yn said as she closed the door on his face (which didn't do much to hide her face since the doors are made of glass), "....Cheeky bastard" she muttered as she walked back to her chair. Dick looked at her fondly before walking towards the rest of his siblings who were trying to hide, in a very poor way, that they saw and heard everything.

"You have it so bad, it is miserable, Grayson," said Damian crossing his arms and shaking his head. Dick laughed at Damian but one look at the others shut him up. He sighs and shrugs, "Love does wonders on a man I guess?" he asked to which the rest just deadpanned at him. "OK! I AM TRYING! I AM JUST AS SURPRISED AS YOU ALL ARE! FIRST TIMER AT THE WHOLE BEING ACTUALLY IN LOVE THING HERE! HAVE SOME COMPASSION" Dick defended but it just caused his siblings to make fun of him instead of showing sympathy.

Back in her lab, Yn took her flowers and hugged them gently. She smiled. That conversation was YEARS ago and he still remembered every detail. She heard the commotion that the rest were doing as they teased Dick and it made her feel a little better. He had remembered something so trivial. As the night continued, everyone started leaving. She started to clean up and when she got to the box, she saw that there was something else inside. She peeked in and gasps. Various weird-looking flower crowns lay there with some printed-out instructions. He was trying to make her flower crowns like the ones her mother did to her. She grabs the box and begins to walk out. Just as she leaves her lab, lo and behold Dick is headed towards her. He sees the box and blushes. "I...I was coming to get that.." he said sheepishly and Yn laughed. "You are trying to make flower crowns as I can see" Yn teases him and he scratches the back of his head.

"They were originally meant for you....buuuut let's be honest....they suck, so I wasn't going to give you something half-assed" he explains and the girl awes gently. She places her bag and her flowers on one of the tables and opens the box, he tries to stop her but one soft glare at him and he backs off. She inspects each of the crowns and is able to find two that look half-decent. She takes one and places it on her head. She takes the other and walks toward Dick, who looks at her, waiting for her next move. -"May I?" she asks softly and he nods. She places the crown on his head and smiles, fixing his hair. "You look pretty, Grayson," she says and he is found in the cutest shade of red. He bites his lip, trying to prevent the smile he has on his face, and looks down at her. "Thank you, Miss Yn, you look very pretty as well" he responds softly.

She goes to walk away but he grabs her waist and pulls her back. They are alone in the cave this time. No annoying siblings or crowds to please. "Stay.." he says and she nods in acknowledgment. He takes her entire face as he gazes at her with the fondest of looks. He looks down to her lips and back to her eyes, "may I?" he whispers. Yn knows she should be saying no. Yn knows she should be playing hard to get. Yn knows that no matter what, it will still be complicated because Lord knows those two have never been simple and their feelings are still unresolved....yet looking at those pretty blue eyes, she can't help but say yes to the thing she has been craving for years. She nods and Dick wastes no time smashing his lips on hers. He tugs her waist even closer to him and she places her hands on his face and hair. Dick moans at the taste of her lips, having been starved of it for years. They kiss till the air runs out of their lungs and separate. They stay with their eyes closed and their foreheads touching. Dick is already desperate to have her lips again. “Please, I’m begging yn, if you want me on my knees as well, I will, but please, let me kiss you once more” Dick begged longing to have her again. The girl didn’t hesitate to kiss him again. They stay down there just kissing, distracted with one another, just letting years of tension go. He walks her back and pushes against the wall of her lab, yet they are interrupted by the sound of her cell phone ringing. Babs was calling her. She took her phone and answered the call slightly out of breath, “yeah?”

-“Hey bestie, are you down by the cave by any chance?” the redhead asks and Yn is having a hard time concentrating with Dick kissing down her neck.

“Ummm no?” she responds breathless.

-“You okay, yn?”

-“Yup yup” Yn says as she clears her throat, slightly pushing Dick away, who has his eyes dark with desire.

-“Oh fuck, never mind haha i found it! Sorry to bother you! Goodnight! Love you” Says Barbara and hangs up. Yn slips her phone to her back pocket and looks up at Dick. He is staring at her, waiting for her next move. Yn contemplates over what she should do next and when she opens her mouth, Dick speaks up.

-“Are you just going to stand there looking at me like that and making me lose every ounce of composure in my body or can I take you somewhere more private so that I can get another taste of those lips of yours?” He says with a raspy voice.

-“You are insatiable…” she said in response placing her hand on his cheek and pulling his face closer to hers

-“only and always for you” he said, letting the girl kiss him once again.

That ladies and gentlemen is how Dick Grayson ended up staying the night in her apartment….

---<3---

[the-indie-owl]

Here's my very own First Shipping Chart of One of My Fandoms (SpongeBob SquarePants).

Please Be Civil in the Comments and Reblogs, These Ships that I rank are just my Personal Opinion. So please be respectful. If you disrespect in the Comments or Reblog, I will either Delete Your Comment or Report your own Reblog if you don't be civil about personal views.

❤️OTP❤️

King Poseidon X Queen Salacia (Polacia)

SpongeBob X Sandy (Spandy)

Patrick X Princess Mindy (Mindrick)

Squidward X Squilvia (Squidvia)

🧡Platonic🧡

SpongeBob & Patrick

King Neptune & King Poseidon

Queen Amphitrite & Queen Salacia

Mermaid Man & Barnacle Boy

Gary & Spot

Larry & Patrick

Pearl and Fred Blutang

Perch Perkins and Goldfish

Fred & Nat

Fred & Harold

Harold & Nat

Tom & Harold

Gus, Martin, & Scooter

The Trawler Cabin Squad

Sticky Fins Whiting and Dorsal Dan

💖Crack💖

Queen Amphitrite X Queen Salacia (SalAmp)

SpongeBob X Flying Dutchman (DutchBob)

Nartrick (Patrick X Narlene)

Sandlene (Sandy X Narlene)

Squidward X Squidabeth

Squidabeth X Barry

Sam X Blackjack

Chocoleg (Fred X Tom)

Nazz Mimi X Nancy Suzy

Shelia X Sheldon

Phil X Molly

Sadie X Abigail Marge

Mary X Lonnie

Old Man Walker X Mable

Miss Shell X Norma Edna

🩷Love🩷

King Neptune X Queen Amphitrite (Neptrite)

Squidward X SpongeBob (SquidBob)

Pearl X Squidina (Peardina)

Gary X Snellie (Snary)

Slappy X Slippy

Fred X Nurse Bazooka

Nat X Shubie

Mable Monica X Lenny

Dale X Abigail Marge

Frankie Billy X Nazz Mimi

Tom X Nancy Suzy

Dave X Nancy Suzy

Henry-Bart X Shelia

Vera X Medley

Tina Fran X Evelyn

Jennifer Millie X Jimmy Gus

Tom X Martha

Dennis X Mable

Old Man Walker X Mary

Frank X Debbie

💛Like💛

Mr. Krabs X Mrs. Puff (Kruff)

Sandy X Karen (Karendy)

Larry X Sandy (Landy)

SpongeBob X Kenny

Patrick X Tony (Tonyrick)

SpongeBob X Princess Neptuna (Spongetuna)

Bubble Bass X Kevin C. Cucumber

Squilliam X Perch Perkins (Fancykins)

Man-Ray X Dirty Bubble (Dirty Ray)

Stanley X Harold

Shelia X Don

Slappy X Nosferatu (Slapferatu)

Merlina X Entity Punkfish (Mertity)

💚Neutral💚

Pearl X Chip

Plankton X Karen (Plankaren)

King Poseidon X Madame Kassandra

Patchy The Pirate X Burger Beard

💙Ok💙

Squidward X Sandy (Squandy)

Squidward X Larry (Squarry)

Mrs. Mayor X Mrs. Puff (MayPuff)

Tina Fran X Charlie

💜Meh💜

Plankton X Mr. Krabs (Plabs)

Plankton X SpongeBob (PlankBob)

Plankton X Karen 2.0.

💙Dislike💙

Squidward X Squilliam (Squillward)

Squilliam X SpongeBob (SquilBob)

Princess Mindy X Sam

King Poseidon X King Neptune

💙Hate💙

SpongeBob X Dennis (SpongeDennis)

SpongeBob X Flats

Squilliam X Squilvia

🖤Crash & Burn (NOTOP)🖤

SpongeBob X Bubble Bass

Pearl X Dylan

🩷Ship with OC🩷

Prince Triton

Larry

Charlton Hawkfish

Nosferatu

🟤Stay Single🟤

Nobby

Ouchie

Old Man Jenkins

Chancellor

Tiffany Haddock

Lady Upturn

Bubble Buddy

Rube Goldfish

Gale Doppler

Plankrab

Boat Salesman Shark

Hieronymus Glove

Prawn

Sage

Otto

Lord Poltergeist

DoodleBob

Don Grouper

Richard

Archie

Harry

Francis

John

Mevis

Buddy

Perry

Horace

Halbert

Frank

Clay

Harold (Red Fish)

Lou

Patty

Norma

Nathiel

Thaddeus

Billy

Harv

Lloyd-Rich

Cara

Paco

Sylvester

Sandals

Pilar

Doctorfish

Norton

Frank (Life Guard Guy)

Bubbles

Bitsey

Electric Skates

Those who are interest in doing their own version, here's the Link.

[compocine]

20000 días de posibilidades infinitas

x Chan Tejedor - originalmente publicado en Revista Invisibles Dos caras de la misma moneda, dos rockumentales que en realidad funcionan como ensayos sobre la memoria: 20000 Days on Earth y The Possibilities are endless. Desde la abundancia de recuerdos hasta la imposibilidad verbal de narrar, ambos exceden lo meramente documental, son imágenes-poesía, crean mundo como cualquier expresión artística debería hacer y reflexionan no sólo sobre la niñez, el amor, la capacidad creativa y el trabajo cotidiano sino también sobre la memoria.

Este año que termina no vi tantas películas, o tantas como las deseadas o la cantidad que estoy acostumbrada a ver. Vi apenas, al día de la fecha, unas 165 películas, la mayoría decepcionantes, pocos estrenos interesantes y aquellas que considero obras maestras fueron en realidad, clásicos que volví a ver. Pero recordaré el 2015 como el año en que, creo, vi la mayor cantidad de documentales de rock y música. Desde Cobain: Montage of Heck hasta The Wrecking Crew, pasando por Mr Blue Sky: The Story of Jeff Lynne & ELO, Filmage: The Story of Descendents/All, los documentales que vimos casi todos gracias a la comodidad de Netflix: Keith Richards. Under the influence y What Happened, Miss Simone? y varios más.

De todos ellos, destaco dos que son en realidad del año pasado (2014), producidos ambos por Pulse Films y Film4 Productions y con el apoyo del British Film Institute. Se tratan de 20,000 Days on Earth de Iain Forsyth y Jane Pollard, el docuficción sobre el día número 20000 en la vida de Nick Cave; y The Possibilities are endless de James Hall y Edward Lovelace, un ensayo artístico sobre cómo Edwyn Collins tuvo que reconstruir sus recuerdos, sus palabras, su identidad y hasta el habla, luego de un derrame sufrido en el 2005, que lo dejó en coma profundo y del que al despertar sólo decía Grace Maxwell (el nombre de su mujer, quien además es su manager) y The Possibilities Are Endless. Ambos exceden lo meramente documental, son imágenes-poesía, crean mundo como cualquier expresión artística debería hacer y reflexionan no sólo sobre la niñez, el amor, la capacidad creativa y el trabajo cotidiano sino sobre la memoria y -como ha definido Borges a los clásicos- sobre las posibilidades inherentes de hacer, en este caso, un documental. Son por lo tanto, me atrevo a decir, futuros clásicos. Obras maestras e infaltables en la videoteca de cualquier fanático, no sólo de la música, sino del cine.

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En el afán de terminar de redondear un escrito comparado entre los dos films, hice el trabajo de ver las películas en synchro y me he encontrado varias sorpresas agradables. Prometo un futuro post con las casi 200 imágenes que capturé de las películas proyectadas al mismo tiempo, post al que lamentablemente le faltará el audio.

Las dos películas abren con el siguiente plano:

La televisación del recuerdo, Edwyn Collins en Late Night con Conan O’Brien, cantando su hitazo “A Girl like you”, y un wall de televisores que ametrallan en tan sólo unos segundos, los 20000 días en la Tierra vividos por Nick Cave. Queda claro desde el principio que la idea en ambos es hacer un skip al tipo de documental más obvio, brindando en menos de dos minutos iniciales (mucho menos que los 10 minutos que necesitaba Hitchcock), un zip de imágenes con la consigna tácita de “si quieren material de archivo, ya saben donde ir a buscarlo, porque lo que van a ver es algo completamente diferente” y lo es. Los directores de cada película están muy cercanos a sus objetos de estudio. Iain Forsyth y Jane Pollard son amigos cercanos de Cave y vienen trabajando con él desde hace aproximadamente 7 años, comenzaron haciendo un trabajo de método de imágenes al que inexorablemente, las palabras y el guión de Cave y Warren Ellis terminaron de dar forma a lo que sería un proyecto mucho más grande que el que se buscó originalmente. Por su parte, James Hall y Edward Lovelace eran fanáticos de Collins y Orange Juice, y también de Frederick Wiseman como referente de realizador documental. Enamorados de la historia por la que tuvo que atravesar Collins, le hicieron varias entrevistas de las que surgieron la composición de imágenes que traducirían el desafío de las posibilidades de contar la historia de una persona que prácticamente no puede hablar.

Contar a partir de un archivo respetuosamente guardado, con agentes del recuerdo que acceden a las fuentes con guantes de látex en el caso de Cave, un obsesivo que pudo atesorar su vida, sus palabras y sus verdades monstruosas en una especie de Biblioteca de Babel de los recuerdos; o contar desde el limbo, desde el vacío y con la gran ayuda de Grace, la guardiana oral de la historia de Collins. Dos caras de la misma moneda, dos rockumentales que en realidad eran ensayos sobre la memoria.

-"Qué es a lo que más le temes?” Le pregunta el analista de Cave en una sesión de terapia, y Cave contesta:

-“Hmm… Mi mayor miedo, supongo, es perder mi memoria. Me preocupa a veces que no vaya a ser capaz de seguir haciendo lo que hago y alcanzar un lugar con el que estoy satisfecho”

-”En qué sentido?”

-”Porque la memoria es lo que somos, creo que tu alma y tu razón de estar vivos está arraigada en la memoria. Quiero decir, creo que durante mucho tiempo he estado construyendo una especie de mundo a través de la escritura de canciones. Es una clase de mundo que se crea sobre la base de esos preciados recuerdos que definen nuestras vidas”

El mayor miedo de Cave es lo que le pasó a Collins en febrero del 2005 cuando sufrió dos hemorragias cerebrales que terminaron en una operación, período de coma y lenta recuperación de la memoria y el habla. Sufrió parálisis total del lado derecho, ya no puede tocar por sí solo la guitarra, aunque Grace lo ayuda a rasgar, tiene problemas para caminar, usa bastón y la afasia dificulta la pronunciación, hace que tartamudee y le conlleva severos problemas con los números y el pensamiento matemático. Collins también hace terapia, pero con un neurólogo, tuvo que aprender a escribir con la mano izquierda y recuperó sus dotes de ilustrador, tal cual había estudiado, a fuerza de dibujar aves, siguiendo la sugerencia de Grace, que lo notaba frustrado porque dibujaba repetidamente la figura de un hombre con parálisis, su propia figura. “Creo que mi recuperación real comenzó con mi primer dibujo de pájaros” dice Collins en su propia web.

Sin embargo, una solución al miedo de Cave, bien podría dársela Collins que siguió sacando discos y produciendo a otros artistas (el maravilloso disco Seven dials de su amigo íntimo Roddy Frame, ex Aztec Camera; por ejemplo) y que pareciera resumir, con la sencillez emocionante de sus letras que lo importante It's in your heart, Not in your mind, It's not in your mind.

A partir de la memoria se establece una idea de hogar “I’m Home again” canta Collins en el disco casi homónimo de 2007. Un verdadero punto de hogar fue volver a visitar el estudio West Health, fue la música y su ambiente el detonante necesario para un momento de recuperación acelerada en la terapia de Collins, simultáneamente en 20000 días en la Tierra, vemos a Warren Ellis con un coro de niños franceses grabando, también en estudios. En los estudios reviven las letras, las de Cave, rigurosamente escritas a máquina, las de Collins, con una caligrafía casi inicial. Hombre-Máquina y Hombre-Niño. La maquinaria de Cave para conservar esas letras que tanto hablan sobre la memoria y sobre el proceso disociado de creación. Las letras de sus canciones suponen de cierta manera, una verdad. La metáfora de la verdad dicha por Cave al final del documental, tan sólo la reflexión de esa metáfora, hace que 20000 días sobre la Tierra sea una película perfecta. Una metáfora de la verdad como monstruo que se asoma por la superficie del océano y deja ver su cresta, en un atisbo deja ver su cresta de verdad para luego sumergirse de nuevo en las profundidades, quizá para siempre. De las profundidades renace Collins, repitiendo apenas las palabras The possibilities are endless, las posibilidades son infinitas. El agua también termina siendo un contenedor y un conductor eterno de verdades. Qué hubiese dicho Bachelard con semejantes monstruos, no?

Y las verdades no funcionan por sí solas porque tienen centinelas y tienen asistentes infaltables: Las mujeres, sus grandes amores. Grace es básicamente la exteriorización del yo perdido de Collins “Puedo recordar a Grace, mi mujer, ella está haciendo que todo sea mejor. Ella es mi vida” dice Collins. Y con “es mi vida” descubrimos que es literalmente su vida ya que lo ayuda en absolutamente todo. En cambio Suzie, la mujer de Cave es una musa, apenas la podemos ver en el documental, durmiendo al principio de la jornada, soñando con algo que no podemos imaginar. Luego la volvemos a ver en una foto, proyectada mientras Cave la compara con Marilyn Monroe, Anita Ekberg y miles de símbolos sexuales más, en una secuencia imperdible, casi de lo mejor que tiene la película. Suzie es la madre de sus hijos mellizos, Arthur y Earl. A Arthur, quien murió en julio de este año en un episodio de alucinación por LSD cayendo desde un barranco, se lo ve comiendo pizzas abrazado al padre. Si para Cave lo más importante de su vida es la memoria y la memoria está hecha de letras que guardan cada momento y Suzie es la musa que inspira gran parte de esas letras, entonces también para Cave, Suzie es su vida, aunque quizá es una versión del amor más icónica y no tan iconoclasta como la de Collins.

20000 días en la Tierra y Las posibilidades son infinitas plantean la apertura de lenguajes poéticos, narran no necesariamente vidas, sino formas de vidas, las vidas de dos artistas únicos, irremplazables y eternos por el solo hecho de habernos regalado verdad. Y sólo las personas generosas pueden regalar verdades.

[diagonaluwu]

"Entonces, pienso, todo esto se trata de ver la luz. ¿Qué es necesario para ver la luz? Solo Dios lo sabe". En el libro "Late un Corazón" de I Acevedo la palabra luz aparece 14 veces. Simone Weil: "Dos fuerzas reinan en el universo: luz y gravedad", en el libro "La gravedad y la gracia" aparece 34 veces. Mi amigo Lázaro tradujo un post de tumblr que dice que la electricidad es lo más parecido a la magia en este universo

Mundo Visible x Richard Siken (Crush, 2005)

los rayos del sol se derraman sobre tu piel, tu sombra

                                                                           plana en la pared

               El amanecer rompía los huesos de tu corazón como ramitas

No esperabas esto,

                        la habitación se puso blanca, la luz astronómica

                                                           golpeándote en un flujo de puños

Llevaste la mano hacia la cara tratando

               de esconderlo, los dedos rosados se volvieron dorados mientras la luz

se dirigía directo al hueso,

               como si fueras la pequeña habitación envuelta en cristal

                                                              con cada partícula de polvo iluminada

                La luz no es un misterio,

el misterio es que haya algo para impedir que la luz

                                                                          pase a través

Luz del Amor x Rosario Bléfari (Misterio Relámpago,2006)

Una espaciosa tarde que avanza Y de nuevo la franca oscuridad (Iluminada también) Si algo se parece a algo Es todo Si todo es el tiempo Yo misma voy

Qué clase de misterio De los todo junto La gran partida simultánea De la novedad Que se recorta solamente Contra el continuo poderoso relator De los días que vienen y se van

Ah-ah-ah Ah-ah-ah

Yendo alrededor del viento En círculos Mejores y más que cualquier otro Hay necesidades que nos devuelven Luz del amor La luz del amor La luz del amor