#carly's gossip center (✿˵╹∀╹˵)(╹∀╹˵❁)

[heeliopheelia]

hoon and backshots?

im on it 🫡 NSFW CONTENT BELOW ! ! !

omg i dont know if i already said that but hoon is such an ass guy - change my mind no u won’t

so, naturally, backshots just fit him so well (｡>\\<)

i always pin him as the type to always have control in the bedroom

he loves how easy everything is to just grab onto from this position, his hands are all over you, gripping and slapping any chance he gets

also the way your ass ripples against his pelvis makes him go crazyy

and let me get that straight, if he ain't cumming in you, he's doing it on your ass

“Yeah, that’s it. S’ good for me.” 

Your face burns as the force of his thrusts shoves you further and further onto the bed that soon you’re burying your face in your soft sheets, moaning and whining, completely surrendered to all that he is. 

With your warm pussy engulfing him so nicely, Sunghoon throws his head back a little as sweat starts trickling down his neck. His hand comes down to strike your ass once, then squeezes the reddening skin for good measure, basking in the sound of your mewls. 

“Get back here, baby,” he pants, biting back a smirk as he takes in your sprawled out self for a moment longer. Then, leaning forward and wrapping his arm under your waist, he hoists you back up on your knees until your back is pressed flush to his chest. 

His hips piston fast into you, smacking against your behind with lewd claps and making your head spin. Sunghoon doesn’t let any of the sounds from your pretty pink lips go past his attention, big hands gripping your hips firmer and tugging you into him even further. 

He nudges your cheek with his nose and you can feel his heavy breathing on your skin. “You’re so pretty like that,” he murmurs before nibbling at the tip of your ear. “Gonna make you even prettier.”

[highoctanegem]

2 for 1 Slay special || Eve & Jade

TIMING: Recent. LOCATION: The 3 Daggers PARTIES: @technowarden & @highoctanegem SUMMARY: Eve and Jade share a drink and catch up. CONTENT WARNING: None.

So like, full disclosure? Her relationship with The Three Daggers was flimsier than… nope, she wasn’t gonna dignify her parents by making them the center of her humor anymore, actually. Jade was like, a big grown gal now. And sure, maybe, hypothetically, she was riding the high of being thirty, flirty and thriving and pretending her frontal lobe reached peak performance when the clock struck midnight on October 14th (and she was gonna keep believing that for the next few months, what about it?) but— Hold up, where was she going? Oh, how she felt about The Tree Daggers. Right, yup. It was… a mixed bag. The bar had been a place of solace during the height of her villain era, (all two months of it), so she did have a soft spot for the ugly little barn and all the ears that were forced to listen to her yap about her problems. But on the flip side, there was the whole… Daiyu turning into a rotisserie chicken cause of some silly vendetta, right outside their supposed safe haven. It was so sick and twisted that as a result, she just decided not to vibe with the bar for a while in solidarity. 

Except, she couldn’t stay away forever just for precaution, right? She wasn’t even sure Daiyu was doing that! For better or for worse, Jade relied on The Three Daggers, it was like a little piece of home away from home. Where else was she gonna find emotionally stunted folks who drone on the importance of their calling? Who else would pat her back and reassure her she was doing the right thing by taking out (killing. Killing) undead? The bar was the only real substitute for her siblings in town. Plus, her contribution to making the place way cooler with her presence couldn’t be understated. Someone had to queue the Rihannas and Carly Raes to counteract the Chers (She wasn’t coming for her crown, alright? Never. She just wanted others to share the spotlight too). Someone had to keep hunters in touch with the real world, and the memes and the goss. She was the hero they didn’t need, but the hero they deserved.

It was a mix of friendly smiles and fond eye rolls (right?) when Jade sauntered inside the place. A little short of the round of applause she expected, but she’d take it. (Cause turning 30 made her humble, you know?). She waved at all the familiar faces, making a little list of everyone she planned on talking to, but first? Drinks. She strutted to the counter and hopped on the empty stool, flashing a megawatt smile to ask Mark for the usual. (A Mai tai).  “You’d think they would’ve brought out the confetti machines and blasted ‘Cut to the feeling’ for my triumphant return,” she quipped to whoever would hear her. By her side, a beautiful, familiar face caught her attention. One of the girlies, of course. Eve, who was obviously carrying her laptop with her. If anyone could carry the mantle of keeping hunters in the 21st century, it would be her. “Tell me I’ve missed some juicy gossip, did they get Flappin’ Flann at last? Hit me with it,” she could use some positive hunting news.

—

There were never many Wardens at the Three Daggers in autumn. The few that were there looked wiped, half asleep as other hunters passed them occasional beers. Eve, on the other hand, practically felt bright-eyed and bushy-tailed in comparison, which admittedly wasn’t saying much. Sometimes, she got a bit of shit for it, and more now than any other time of year, but for the most part, it didn’t go past gentle ribbing. Eve usually let the comments roll right off her back, and her work spoke for itself. Over the past couple years, the three daggers had become a home away from home. Somewhere she didn’t need to think about twisting every conversation in her favour, where she could speak without watching her tongue. Her hacking made for a particularly lonely hunt; it was good to have friendly faces to see in the evenings. 

Even if she had brought her work with her. She was expecting a data dump to come through at some point this evening, but she didn’t yet know the timing. Every twenty minutes or so, she flicked open her laptop, checked her alerts, and closed it again, far more interested right now in the beer in front of her. For a few hours, the town could stand to wait. 

Just as she was closing her screen again, a familiar voice approached the bar. “Hey beautiful!” Eve waved Jade over with a grin. “Hey Mark, could you put her drinks on my tab tonight, please? I hear it was your birthday recently. Big three zero, right? You’re a senior hunter now,” Eve teased, clinking her half-finished beer to Jade’s Mai Tai. 

Eve looked around to check which ears nearby were listening before leaning in. “No one’s caught Flapping Flan, but Davide over in the corner claimed he got a shot in before losing track of it. But you know what his relationship is like with the truth.” She rolled her eyes pointedly. Then she cocked her head over to a slayer looking especially pissed off in the corner. “But Jaws has finally been killed—you know, the Sand Shark everyone’s been talking about this summer? Exceeeept, both Lucy and Valentino claimed credit for the hunt, and they are not on speaking terms right now. There’s even a betting pool going round on who actually did it and how long it’ll take before they’re in bed together again. Of course, you didn’t hear that from me.” Eve said with a wink. These were the fun stories—the ones worth sharing. Not the new nightmares that everyone came to this place to avoid, nor the dead ranger Eve had spent this morning clearing up. Plenty came here to drown their sorrows; few came here wanting to hear more. “But what about you? It’s been a while since I’ve seen you in here.”

—

Jade’s face lit up (well, it continued to shine) when she realized she was getting free drinks. What a way to commemorate her return to The Three Daggers. And sure, it wasn’t like getting free drinks was something she struggled with. Charisma didn’t simply vanish just cause she had eyes for one woman and one woman only. The bat of her eyelashes never lost its juice. But this was nice, this was like, a nice little reminder of why The Three Daggers had carved a little place in her heart despite their 2.2 rating on Yelp! (Which was like, totally unfair anyway, cause hunters barely knew how to use their phones) (It wasn’t them leaving those unfair reviews). But whatever, Eve was paying for her drinks, which was what mattered in the first place. “You’re the bestest,” she said softly, only for Mark to huff at them when he returned. “Nope, you too!” She blew a kiss at him when he came back with her cocktail. So efficient, that man. Resting her head on her hand, she played with the little garnish on her glass, before fully turning to Eve, ready to get their yapping session on the road. “It so was. Best birthday ever,” so much so, that she literally felt no need to post about it on Instagram until like, a day after (cause gift hauls were still important obviously) (everybody had to know how spoiled she was). And actually, maybe it was true, that happy people led private lives. That always just sounded like a buncha crap depressed folks told themselves just to feel better. 

She cackled at Eve’s words, ignoring the dirty look the guy on the corner threw at her in response. “You’re so right about that, does that mean I get to like, boss you around? You gotta respect your elders, you know?” she fired back, friendly grin still in place. It was super weird to be referred to as a senior. First in like, a good way. She’d made it! Mostly unscathed! A milestone! But also… Her legacy wasn’t all that great, was it? Her solo career left a lot to be desired. Kinda like a wunderkind who was all the talk in college but never reached the peak after that first draft (See! She did pay attention when Jasper forced her to watch football) (Just don’t ask her how what of the movements were called, okay?).  In a lot of ways, hunters were like elite-level athletes too. Trained from infancy to capitalize on their youth and stamina and natural talent, only to retire with injuries that made life a struggle. All that before even reaching forty. For her, the highs and lows were a lot more like… the lows and lowers. Really, the montage of career highs would probably be condensed into a 10 second TikTok. But it was so chill, so fine. She still had time. She could still end up becoming an MVP eventually. Right? Yup. She had this. And she had a perfectly delicious Mai Tai in front of her that she could use to distract herself from her eternal underachieving.

“Yum!” Taking her first sip, Jade forced her smile to stay in place, happy that Eve was providing gossip she could cling to instead of… all those weird football analogies. Wasn’t it way better to chat about other people’s failures, anyway? Totes. She leaned forward mimicking Eve’s secretive gesture before she was caught up to date with all the happenings of this silly little bar. It was almost like watching her favorite storytimes on TikTok, except there weren't a bajillion separate parts to scroll through. “Oh, he’s claimed that like, five times before,” Jade waved her hand when Eve mentioned Davide. Actually, probably more times when she wasn’t around. Still, she was totally rooting for him to get the W. The man was Obsessed with capital O. More juicy than that, was the newest chapter of Lucy and Valentino’s Will They Won’t They story. (She should’ve gotten some popcorn). “Oh, I’m so getting on that betting pool” she tapped the counter excitedly. Cause first of all, was there anything more fun than a betting pool between hunters? And second of all, she definitely trusted her sixth sense on this. Lucy caught it, and… they weren’t gonna last a day before banging out their differences. She dragged her index and thumb across her lips, promising secrecy when Eve winked at her. “I didn’t hear what?” she shimmied playfully, taking another sip of her drink. 

She grinned smugly when Eve pointed out her recent absence, feeling totally flattered. “Right? I know you missed me so badly, but,” she licked her lips, playing with the Claddagh ring on her left hand, “just living my best life, you know? My girlfriend and I are moving into a new place. Sorta enjoying the domestic bliss of all that,” going down the list of ideal surfaces where to get frisky on, also. And… Did she consistently refer to Regan as ‘the girlfriend’ in front of a known warden? Maybe so. (Eve was retired and all, but… nothing and no one was worth risking Regan’s safety) (If Eve put two and two together with that beautiful brain of hers, then that was just…not her problem). But, not to linger too long on the elephant in the room, Jade opted for being a bit of a Debbie Downer. “Also like… did you hear about Rafael?” It wasn’t like hunters weren’t used to death, but right outside their turf? “Yup, I wasn’t sure the vibes were gonna be too great after that”.  

—

 “You can certainly try to boss me around. See how that works out for you,” Eve replied, tongue in cheek. Like every other hunter in town, she shared a complete lack of trust in authority. Even if Jade was one of the people who might be trusted with that kind of thing, Eve would immediately reject it. And Jade was... maybe not the first person Eve would trust with that sort of responsibility. A delight? Absolutely. A capable slayer? Definitely. The kind of person who wouldn’t use power like that to make everyone wear weird outfits and sing camp songs? No chance. 

Missing Jade’s darker thoughts entirely, Eve just chuckled at her reply. “Right? At this point, I think Flapping Flan is a rumour sustained entirely by Davide’s need to have the weirdest hunt in any conversation. Oh, and the betting pool is run by Mark, obviously! I think twenty hunters have made a bet so far.”  

“Oh Jade, I’m thrilled to hear that!” Eve clapped her hands together. She barely knew anything about Jade’s girlfriend, but it wasn’t hers to pry, not really. Eve so rarely shared anything about her life—even with the hunters she liked—that she couldn’t expect every detail in return.  Although it hadn’t felt like Jade and her girlfriend had been together that long, and she hadn’t realised it would be that serious. “Congratulations! That’s a huge step. Are you at the physically moving step, or at the fun part with the decorating?”

“I heard what happened vaguely, but I don’t know the specifics,” Eve admitted, signalling Mark to make Jade another drink. “Things were a little quieter for a bit, but you know what hunters are like.” Spending time in the Three Daggers was the least self destructive option open to them. It wasn’t like most of them would live long enough to experience liver problems. Eve ran her fingers over the counter of the table, where dozens of initials were carved into the wood. For too many hunters in town, these letters were their only legacy, the only way they’d be remembered after a decade or two. The butterfly ripples of the lives they’d saved would spread on for decades, but few would ever know. 

—

“Oooooh, I love a fun challenge,” her nose scrunched up in delight, exchanging a mischievous look with Mark, who rolled his eyes at Jade. (So rude, actually) (But she was still his fave, she was convinced. The tough act never fooled her). And like, wasn’t it so nice when hunters just… knew how to banter? That’s why she’d missed Eve so much. The world would be a way sexier place if no hunter offered to stab anyone after a few jokes. Wasn’t that so novel? But anywhoosies, back to what mattered: Ladies being superior. “You’ll find that I’m a total expert at that,” one simply didn’t get to level 15.000 in Candy Crush without being like, super tenacious. “In a totally platonic way, obviously. I’m a committed woman, as we know” and actually… “Wait, I mean, I bet someone’s snatched you already too,” she wiggled her eyebrows at Eve, curious. (Nosy).

Jade took another sip of her Mai Tai, nodding enthusiastically at everything Eve was revealing. Yup. “I love that for him, actually. Gaslighting an entire town just to stay relevant,” she shrugged. Why hadn’t she tried that? Well, she was sorta doing that. By convincing a good chunk of folks that she was some fearsome slayer. (And, wasn’t that exactly what she wanted?). Her jaw dropped dramatically, pointing an accusatory finger at Mark when he was unmasked as the mastermind behind the bet. “Of course you are, you love to pretend all the gossip is beneath ya, but you need to sustain yourself. I see you. I get you. We’re like, kindred spirits. Remind me to place my bet after. It’s gonna be Lucy, obviously, and a day before they make up,” she gave a convincing nod, tapping the counter excitedly. 

Fun gossip aside, whenever the convo switched to her favorite person Jade just couldn’t help but to beam. Nothing would ever stop it. “Right? It’s just, the best,” she swooned, getting distracted for a beat (or two), daydreaming about Regan. What was she up to, was she writing in her journal? Or maybe going over the different kinds of grey to paint their bedroom. Or maybe she’d found a dead bird in the front yard! Aw, she could just picture her excitement…Oh! Right, Eve. “We’re at the decorating stage. We have like put up all our pictures on the walls, including the ulcers” she explained, matter-of-factly. And the nudes, obviously. That went without saying. Those were literally the first things they ever hung. (As they should). “And also! We plan on having a little garden…” They were gonna have so much fun with that, she just knew it. Even if Jade’s green thumb was like, not great at all. “So, we were living in a cabin in the woods so there wasn’t much to move anyway. Plus the rest of my stuff was back at my apartment anyway, so…it was a pretty quick process,” that was the best part, definitely. To finally be free of roomies who never ever appreciated her. And getting full custody of her babies back. Lullaby and Melody were so happy discovering their new home. She wanted to keep gushing about Regan and her happy domestic life, but Jade held her tongue (a feat nearly impossible to achieve, so please clap) before she did something stupid like inviting Eve to the housewarming or something. 

Another sip of her delicious drink later, Jade hummed, putting on her more serious face, just out of respect for everybody involved. “I think only Raf and Cass knew the specifics, but neither of them is here anymore for the tell-all. Cause even Daiyu was like, she jumped in to stop it… so I don’t think she knew what was going on before,” she explained, glancing down at the counter just like Eve. It totally tracked that the hunters went into sulking mode after that, which… all the more reason to avoid the place. She had her own little mental breakdown she kept hitting snooze on, she didn’t need to get inspo from anywhere else! While she looked at the surface, Jade noticed the laptop Eve had covered with her arm. “Why did you bring homework to the bar, by the by. What’s that about?” 

—

“Oh, are you? I’d like to see that. Platonically.” Eve chuckled, shaking her head as she finished her beer. “I’m the youngest of eight, disobeying my elders is my real expertise. And you are definitely an elder now.” She said, although it wasn’t entirely true. If her siblings called to tell her to jump, Eve wouldn’t even ask how high. Luckily, they didn’t call often.  Jade’s question caught her off guard. “No, happily single, still. I mean, if I find someone to go home with tonight, that’d be a bonus, but hunters are notoriously bad at commitment. Present company excluded, of course.” Happily single was a stretch, but Jade didn’t need to know that. She couldn’t help it, Eve giggled at Jade’s persistence, that startled even Mark. “My money is already on Valentino, and four full days. Valentino holds a real beef.” She confirmed.

 Wow, Jade was really lighting up as she spoke about her girlfriend. Eve’s stomach turned slightly, a rot of envy. Which lasted right until- “Wait, ulcers? I think I misheard you.” She leant back against the bar, crossing her arms. “I didn’t have you for the gardening type. I bet that will be lots of fun come spring.” 

“Was Cass another hunter? I heard it was a fae attack, but that they escaped,” Eve shivered. Fae that knew this place was here was another reason things had gone quieter for a while. But no other attack had ever happened. If one were to happen from the fae, fall would be the time to do it. Fae were naturally impulsive, if clever. They wouldn’t sit on this information indefinitely. 

Eve looked back at her laptop with a sheepish smile. There was an answer about a possible data leak happening, that she’d need to damage control as soon as it dropped. There was another, more truthful answer, that Eve was terrible at untangling her work from the rest of her life. She wasn’t the only one here - anywhere you looked around the room, you could see hunters comparing tracking routes, planning weapons for a shared hunt, or comparing strange injuries. Most people here sometimes let their work leak into the bar. As long as it wasn’t the violent part of the work, no harm no foul. 

The third, most truthful answer was the one she was least likely to share at any moment. That so many hunters here didn’t see her as a real one, that she felt the need to compensate. Her hunt was done tucked away in a corner at her home, far from where it was visible even from the other hunters. How could they take her seriously, unless she was also doing it here.

“I just need to see the good memes with as high resolution as possible, as soon as possible, obviously!”  Eve replied eventually. “Anyway, you’d be amazed at how often another hunter comes up to me to ask me to fix their phone or GPS while I’m here. It saves me so much time just to have a computer here to figure out whether whatever they’re brought me is worth saving.”

—

“Eight!?” Jade paused, well and truly flabbergasted by new Eve lore dropping so suddenly. Her eyes sparkled in amusement. “How?” She held her hand up to stop Eve before she could interject. “Stop it, I know the how…” She saw the joke coming from outer space, and even if it would’ve been amazingly delivered, no doubt, she just needed her thirst for knowledge sated. “Did your parents not know they had like, other stuff to do besides boning? Like, hunting and stuff?” On the other hand, there was the very real possibility that maybe Eve’s parents actually loved their children and didn’t stop having them just cause they despised the last one to come out. (Hypothetically) (It might have been what happened with the Bloodworths, it was hard to tell). But even if Eve’s parents loved love (sure… let’s go with love), it didn’t look like that translated to their youngest. There was no rush though, love came knocking when you least expected it. “I’m totally rooting for you to take a hottie home tonight,” she twirled in her stool scouting the options, ready to be the best wingwoman if needed. 

In the spirit of good fun, Jade wasn’t gonna tell Eve she was totally wrong about her predictions, but like… she did exchange a quick look with Mark, giving him the faintest of headshakes. Nope, four days was way too long for a hot-blooded (read horny) duo to get it on. Jade had this in the bag. But it would be fine, she’d buy everybody a round with the money she made. 

Weirdly, Eve seemed to think she’d misheard Jade, which was so weird cause what else could she have said that sounded remotely like ulcers? Or was it the ulcers bit that was confusing? The corners of her eyes wrinkled, finding joy anytime she had to explain her and Regan’s little quirks. The best way to do it was always with a straight face. “Ulcers! You know like… ulcers. My partner’s like, obsessed with them, we have some framed, so she can admire their beautiful colors,” and she was definitely downplaying Regan’s expertise as an obsession, obviously, in case that gave too much away. Cause while her beautiful lady was a total pro at conversational intercourse these days, she did have like two or three subjects she always brought up and made her too recognizable. (Or in her totally unbiased opinion, iconic). “And you’re totally reading me right, cause I’ve never done very well at gardening. But hey! I love to learn new tricks, I always say, it’s never too late to realize you can do whatever you set your mind to,” right? Yup. That was definitely something she said all the time. Especially to herself. Definitely.    

Jade didn’t realize that thinking about Cass would still make her feel a little uncomfy and a lot conflicted, until Eve asked directly about her. She dragged her index finger along the rim of her glass, a friendly smile still plastered on her face while she took half a beat to think of her answer. It wasn’t fair to bring up Cass, or whatever her villain era had been… mostly out of love for Van, who suffered the most with her death. But also possibly, a little out of guilt (small, barely there guilt, don’t get it twisted) over what she did to Cass’s bestie. There, she said it. It was weird that even after all this time, Cass continued to haunt the narrative. Maybe she would’ve liked that actually, knowing she enjoyed comic books and all. “I dunno what Cass was, actually,” she deflected with a nonchalant tone. Playing dumb was still one of those roles she excelled at, anyway. She wasn’t gonna air out Cass's dirty laundry. Even if Jade was kind of a bad friend to her in the end, she could at least offer this, out of respect. 

Her grin widened when Eve brought up the memes, bouncing cheerfully as she reached for her second drink. Nothing about the explanation seemed sus or anything, even if Jade obviously knew hunters kept a few cards close to their chests. Maybe Eve wasn’t just here for the memes, or maybe she was, but either way, that was totally chill and fine in her eyes. Everybody had to cope however they could. “Ugh, not all superheroes wear capes, sometimes they carry laptops,” she hyped up her friend, lifting her glass to Eve’s beer. “You have to be careful though, you’re gonna end up having to set up their Netflix accounts. Oh! Or, maybe even helping with their Tinder profiles!” she cackled just picturing the scenario.   

—

Eve laughed at Jade’s horror, holding in the obvious, painful jokes that had been her birthright her whole life. “Somehow, they found space for the hunting. I think my mum literally brought her warbow to the delivery room.” She did not explain the idiosyncrasies of her parents belief systems that resulted in this many children, or that some of her siblings had taken up the same mantel, leaving Eve with more niblings than she could handle. “It’s definitely happening. But for now, I’m chatting with this total babe, and I can save the flings for later.”

Although… if Jade’s idea of a good partner was someone who was in to ulcers, maybe Eve didn’t need Jade wingwomaning. (Although, considering one of Eve’s recent dates had come into being because of wet cake throwing…… maybe she had no place to judge.) “Oh! How quirky! I’ve never thought of ulcers like that before.” Nor would she ever again. Look, Eve, like many hunters, could appreciate the aesthetics of a combat related injury or scar. Ulcers were…. Not that. She was eager to move on to other topics, post haste. Gardening was a perfect distraction. “You know, I agree. I think a lot of us become trapped in the idea of only being good hunters, and not setting our minds to anything else. Good for you!”

“Okay,” Eve replied. Jade seemed nonplussed by the mention of Cass, and Eve had little reason to doubt her other than the self expressed discomfort that she felt about coming back to this place. If Jade said she was fine, Eve had no reason to question it. For all the enthusiasm and bubbly joy between them, that fueled many absurd conversations, they didn’t go much deeper than that, they didn’t need to. It was all Eve needed; someone else who had also chosen smiles and laughter as their coping strategy. Hunters died all the time, there was no need to get too close. As the jokes turned to her laptop and tinder, Eve gasped. “That would actually be a horror. Worse than the demon, even! You know how human men have their fishing photos? It would be the only thing on a hunters profile.” She shuddered, clutching her drink.

—

“That’s nuts! But wait, kinda iconic of her too, actually. I’m so stealing that,” not that… well, someday, after six seasons and a movie Jade kinda hoped there would be an even littler Jade running around, (or even better, an even littler Regan), but who knew if that was ever gonna be a thing. And the more she thought about Eve’s parents (not like that, ew), the more she realized that maybe hunters just had better time management skills than regular humans did. Cause she had time for two delivery jobs, plus slaying most nights, plus giving her bone partner all the attention she deserved (24/7/365). Feeling incredibly proud for doing all of these things, all while maintaining her hair routine, Jade was over the moon when Eve proceeded to compliment her some more. “You’re so right, you pretty much peaked in terms of company already, but ya know…” she shrugged, eyes still dancing from the stools, to the booths, to the tables, selecting a few decent alternatives for Eve to get her hands on. 

A vibrant laugh bubbled in her chest watching Eve react to her very deadpan explanation of the ulcer thingy. “Me neither, she totally opened my eyes that way,” which was so true, even if she wasn’t technically speaking about the ulcers just now. Nope. The kind of awakening Regan stirred in Jade wasn’t all about their beautiful and colorful love, but about a buncha uncomfy things too. Like duty, and life, and choices (the ones that, hypothetically, were taken for her before she had any say). Also… dead animals. She itched to tell the story of how the two first met, except… She’d be giving away stuff like Regan being a hot doc, and making glass explode without touching it, and keeping a dead squirrel on the table to impress her. All of which gave big strong banshee vibes. So… Eve would have to miss out on learning about their meet cute, unfortunately for her. Jade knew she was smiling like an idiot as she reminisced that first night, but Eve brought back her attention to her gardening skills, so she followed along. “Right? Those hunters… whoever they are, need to like… lighten up a bit” she waved her hand, circling around the room. “Imagine reducing your entire worth to whether you can stab the thingy or not, couldn’t be me,” except. Except. 

Eve was fine with her (allegedly) not having too many deets on Cass, and whether she could tell Jade didn’t wanna spill more tea than needed or not, at least she was super graceful in letting her off the hook. This was totally why Eve was one of her girlies, they had a pretty similar way of interacting with the world. A way that wasn’t that easy to find elsewhere. Yup, she’d missed The 3 Daggers for that same reason. And ugh, fine. Jade had gloated about not being like ‘all the other hunters’ so many times before, but alright, okay! Maybe, possibly, she shared like, fifty percent of the traits with them. (The other fifty was all down to her incredible personality). She clicked her glass against Eve’s beer and took a quick sip, laughing about the horrors of hunter Tinder, pushing the thoughts of Cass and Van, and her own actions very, very far away, for another episode. “Ew, you’re actually so right. Just instead of the fish it’d be like… the head of a hellhound or whatever,” Jade scrunched up her nose. She’d never been a dating apps girly (on the account of you know, being a charisma monster), but she was so freaking glad to be off the market and not have to endure that even in a fake scenario.    

Finishing her second Mai Tai, Jade placed her empty glass on the counter, holding off from asking for another. “But come on, let’s take a real screen break,” she batted her eyelashes in a pleading way, tugging at Eve’s wrist. “Why don’t we go shoot darts? I haven’t in a while. I have to get back into the leaderboard. Plus, I know your skills will catch someone’s attention,” she wiggled her eyebrows and slid off the stool before Eve got a say. And sure, she’d probably end up taking her laptop with her, but Jade was totally dragging the girl to have some fun. Be it via darts or with the cute brunette in the corner who hadn’t stopped looking at Eve since Jade first spotted them. Either worked in her book.

[onceuponaswanqueen]

My 2023 Fanfiction Reading Stats

Happy New Year, everyone!

In this post, I'll be giving some stats over my fanfiction reading last year, and under the cut will be my 15 favorite fics I read last year (10 new ones and five rereads).

But first, some stats!

I read 17 890 498 words, that's 6 million words more than last year! I read 593 fics. 110 fandoms and 322 ships! That's double the amount of ships I read last year.

By number of fics, my most popular fandom was Harry Potter with a total of 89 fics. Second popular fandom was Gossip Girl, with 55 fics, and in third place we have Criminal Minds with 42 ships.

That means that Harry Potter is the only fandom from last year to break the top 3 again. Last year (2022) I read zero Gossip Girls fics, and only a couple Criminal Minds fics, so both those fandoms entered with a force.

When it comes to ships and word count, my three most popular ships were Dan/Blair (Gossip Girl) with 21 fics, and Emma/Regina (Once Upon a time) with 21 fics. Ironically enough, 21 was the highest number of fics read with a single paring last year (2022) as well though the pairings were faberry & swan queen. My third most read ship was Katniss/Peeta (The Hunger Games) with 16. Only one f/f ship in the top three, which i don't think has happened to me since middle school.

In terms of words, my most popular fandom was still Harry Potter (3 927 226 words), followed by the Hunger Games (1 274 229 words), and in third place General Hospital (1 006 643 words). And for pairings that is Emma/Regina (Once Upon a Time) at number one with 947 973 words, followed by Jason/Elizabeth (General Hospital) with 889 029 words, and in third place Ginny/Harry (Harry Potter) with 671 844 words.

I mostly read canon divergence (196 fics), then future!fic (not necessarily canon compliant) with 73 fics, and then post-canon fics with 66 fics.

I read 168 fics with f/f pairings, 161 ficswith f/m pairings (which damn, i haven't read this much het since i was in middle school), 166 gen fics, and 72 fics with a M/M pairing. I also read 20 fics with mulitiple pairingtype (ia both f/f and f/m), 1 fic which was nb/m, and 8 fics with a poly ship.

My avarage rating was 4 stars. My avarage number of words per fic were 30 204 words. I also had 55 fics that I had read last year, which is much lower than last year.

And now, my top fifteen fics I read last year, (in no particular order)

The Victors Project by oisin55

Before Katniss and Peeta, seventy-three children won the Hunger Games. Some were brutal. Some were clever. Some were lucky. A few were almost decent. These are their stories. This is the Victors Project. (Hunger Games, mostly gen)

THIS IS THE BEST FIC I HAVE EVER READ. Like it's so good, and yes it's long. Its 311k, but worth every second. It's no longer canon compatible due to Songbirds, but it's still worth the read. You will not regret it.

2. The Mad World Series by crimsonglass

Set in Summer 2003. One night in June, Ric kidnaps Carly and locks her in a panic room, drugging Elizabeth to cover his tracks. Before long, Port Charles is embroiled in scandal, corruption, and trauma that hits home for everyone. It will be a long time before anyone forgets Ric Lansing’s reign of terror or the evil simmering beneath the surface of the city. (General Hospital, Jason/Elizabeth centric, but with other ships as well)

This is a niche fandom and ship, but this was absolutely brilliant. All the parts are great, tho I really love All of Me and This Is Me, which revisits Elizabeth's rape and puts her center in her own story. Which the show just hasn't done in over a decade. And it's just so good. I've read almost all of crimsonglass's fanfic this year but this stands out to me as one I will proabably reread for years.

3. Truth and Measure by telanu

Andy doesn't leave Miranda in Paris, and learns that a single decision can change your life. But the main thing about decisions? You don't get to stop with one. (The Devil Wears Prada, Andy/Miranda)

This is a classic for a reason. I cannot believe I have never read this before. It left it breathless. It was so good, I just couldn't stop reading it. I finished in like two days and it's 271k long. It's just so addicting.

4. Roads Diverged by freelancerrh

The stick had two lines. Four alternate continuations from "Late." (Dawson's Creek, Pacey/Joey)

THIS IS BRILLIANT. It follows four different timelines from Late if Joey was pregnant, one where she keps the baby and raieses it with pacey, one were she has an abortion and tells pacey, one she raises the baby alone, and one where she has an abortion but never tell pacey. All four timeslines are excellent, and I love this kind of multiple timelines stories. Totally worth a read if you know the fandom and ship the pairing.

5. If You Never Bleed, You're Never Gonna Grow by mp143

For three years, she ignored the way she clung to updates about him from her brother, every little piece of his life he didn’t share with her in the course of a hookup. She disregarded the tightening in her chest and the fluttering in her stomach when they were together, noticing that he never stopped noticing her, anticipating her desires and giving them to her without her having to ask. And she refused to acknowledge that maybe, just maybe, it wasn’t only about sex — not for her, and maybe not for him either. And that’s, of course, how she ended up here: huddled over a cauldron in the bathroom of her tiny flat, trying to work up the courage to prick her finger and pinch a drop of blood into the potion.

Best Harry/Ginny fic I read last year, hands down. It was so suprising, deals with why and how Ginny got pregnant so young and in the middle of her career. It also steers away from canon but honestly, it works better that way. Also the romance in this is spot on.

6. To Hold off the Lightning by cinnamonfiglatte

There’s no burst of dust, the way Faith expects. Only blood at her hands and blood at the stranger’s lips and the chilling sound of a death rattle fighting its way from his lungs. Or: Faith kills Allan Finch. The Scoobies offer her the literal crumbs of support she needs in order to not give in to darkness. Yes, this is another “Faith stays (mostly) good” season 3 AU. (Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Faith/Buffy)

Works perfectly in canon and in character Fuffy fic, yes and thank you. The way the romance develops in this is so natural and organic, and it makes so much sense, and it never puts down on Buffy and Angel and it all just works. It's a slow burn and it so delicious i can't even. Read it!

7. There's a place I call my home by lizwas (Series)

au from 5x21 onward, but takes place years in the future. Jenny comes from London to spend a summer in the Hamptons, and reconnects with her old friend Nate. (Gossip Girl, Jenny/Nate)

I fell into a gossip girl hole this year, no doubt. and my favorite writer for this fandom is lizwas, but this series just stood out to me. i love jenny & nate and they are so underappricated and this series is so good, it treats nate with respect, it treats jenny with respect, it shows how people can grow and how people can grow together, and i just *chefs kiss*, the smut is pretty good too if that's your thing.

8. Who Knows, Who Cares by the_dream_team

Lily Evans liked girls. Well, she liked boys, too. Bisexual. That was the term she’d settled on." After 22 years spent in the closet, Lily is excited to finally start dating girls. In fact, she's quite determined to make up for a lifetime of relationships with mediocre men, and the messy-haired boy who works at the art museum isn't going to change her plans anytime soon. Definitely not. (Harry Potter, James/Lily)

This is a no!magic, coffeeshop au, AND ITS SO CUTE. It's the perfect winter rom com. It has Hallmark Christmas movies vibes but in a good way. It's just such a nice cozy read. And the James/Lily dynamic is spot on and I love it.

9. The Way The World Ends by KidA_666

“Age of Consent” by New Order blares out, loud enough for Jonathan to hear across the room.  He had been there when Steve chose it a few months ago during another war room: “‘Age of Consent’ is good, I guess.”  “It can’t be I guess, dingus!  It has to be enough to save you from a brutal interdimensional death!” Robin snapped.   Steve had rolled his eyes.  “What’s Vecna gonna want with me anyways, Rob?  I’ll do ‘Age of Consent.’”  Jonathan had known, that night, that it might be the wrong choice.  But he didn’t say anything because it had been years and he could be wrong and maybe some selfish, petty part of him didn’t want to give Steve the satisfaction of Jonathan still knowing. Something lifts Steve off of the couch. “It’s not working!” Robin screams.   And Jonathan knows why it isn’t working.  He remembers.  Whatever high school bullshit Steve has put him through doesn’t particularly matter in the face of watching him be destroyed and turned inside out.  So Jonathan, calmer than he feels, says, “It’s Hank Williams.  Do you have Hank Williams?”  (Stranger Things, Steve/Jonathan)

Why does this work so well? I have no clue but it does. It's childhood friends to enemies to lovers and it works so well in canon, like it fits right in and it's so great. I love this. It's not a pairing I usually read, but it took me by such suprise and totally worth giving it a chance.

10. The War is Not Over When The Soldiers Come Home by keepcalmsmile

DeFonda Hepburn had met many parents in her many years as a nanny, but she'd never met parents quite like the Potters. Strangely enough, they have more in common than she thought. (Harry Potter, gen with Harry/Ginny)

Outsider POV of Harry and Ginny as adults and parents. It's so good. It's canon compliant, and it's wonderful. I found a new love of outsider POV this year and this one is the best I read. I just.. wonderful.

Top Five rereads (In no particular order)

- by colormetheworld

No summary available but it's this after Jane's wife dies by Hoyt's hand, Jane transfer to Boston with her kids and moves in with Maura. This is a story about healing. (Rizzoli and Isles, Jane/Maura)

This is one of the most beautiful pieces of fiction I have ever read. This author is my favorite author in this fandom, and this work along with Keys, never fails to make me cry. It's wonderful.

2. I don't know how lovely you are by sungfsongsun

Emily-centric. Set after 1x09. Emily/Alison, implied Emily/Maya.

This fic is super short, 1345 words, but it stuck with me. It stuck with me so much I read it twice last year, and I have read it several times before this. It's just three short scenes with the other liars set after she came out, and an apparence by ali in the end. it's just so simple and so beautiful.

3. Bittersweet and Strange by speakpirate

Emily Fields doesn’t need either of them. But Rosewood is still Rosewood. Their students just might need them both. A story where Paige and Alison discover they have more important things in common than a mutual ex. (Pretty Little Liars, Alison/Paige)

This shouldn't work. I shouldn't love this as much as I do. Like I hate that trope of the bully falling for their victim, but it just works here. Maybe because they're adults, and they've grown, but this just fit so well. Such a treat.

4. Track changes by cairophoenix

Alex is an editor at a New York publishing house, and that means her life is going right. She has her apartment, and the gym, and Kara a subway stop away. So if her apartment’s always empty at the end of the day, that’s just how things are. She spends a lot of time at the office, anyway. She’s making it, and that’s something she can be satisfied with. And then a mysterious book arrives.

This is excellent. The slow burn is wonderful. Alex' journey is wonderful. A lovely little no powers AU with these two falling in love through copy editing. And it's so nice.

5. Game of Stacks by CommaSplice

When the Aegon Targaryen Memorial Library at Crownlands University loses its most recent library director in a tragic accident, President Robert Baratheon turns to his friend and colleague Eddard Stark to turn the library around. (Game of Thrones, Tywin/Olenna, Jaime/Brienne, Sansa/Margaery, Stannis/Asha/Davos/Cercei)

This fic is batshit in the best way. Like it's 100% Game of Thrones set in a university library. It takes turns and twist that you just never see coming. Also the ships are wonderful, the way they handle the Cersei/Jaime thing is so good, the suspense is good still on a third or forth reread. It's such a good story.

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i found a new purpose for my blog lol

if you guys have any vs gossip y’all want to talk about send me an ask bc i’m obsessed with gossip and shit lol. also if you have any questions about david feel free to ask that too bc i know way too much about that bitch just to keep it to myself sksksks

i kinda want to be like a help desk of sorts so if you guys need anything answered i’ll try my best to have an answer for you :)

and this can be with anything vs related not just dave !!

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Old Hollywood Aesthetics

engraved cigarette case: romantic evenings, golden hour, vintage furniture, darks and neutrals, beautiful perfumes, candle light, charcuterie boards and expensive wine, capsule closets, minimal makeup, throws the best cocktail parties, a city dweller

convertible: makes each day fun and exciting, always planning a trip, not afraid of getting lost, uses a tote bag or backpack everyday, takes the best photos, plane tickets as bookmarks, picture frames all around their home, many stories to tell

datebook:clean and organized, chic yet sensible, usually takes leadership, never falls behind, good at public speaking, strong and well-developed opinions, gives the best advice, fountain pens, tweed coats, hardcover books, hangs out in the library

vanity: puts on makeup just for fun, names their pets after flowers, photo shoots around the house, collects vintage trinkets, casually researches skin and hair care, buys books for the pretty cover, drinks fruity and floral teas, a weekly bath night

sunglasses:quiet and private, has a secret spot, always a little distracted, daily yoga, infused water, a collection of healthy recipes, looks for shapes in the clouds, collects seashells or minerals, prefers sunrises, makes comfy clothes look fashionable

(faux) fur coat: goes shopping everyday, ice cold exterior, would never talk about their problems, lives alone and loves it, thinks romance is fun but not essential, luxury vacations, black coffee, stays up late , quietly loves gossip, exclusively wears heels

martini glass: goes to parties, acrylic nails, loves to flirt, friendly and social, aesthetic chameleon, a playlist for every mood, wants to try everything, far too many clothes, always the center of attention, seen as intimidating but actually really nice

a little pet:gets excited on sunny days, gives the best hugs, fiercely loyal, falls a lot, not easily embarrassed, makes everybody laugh and feel loved, ice cream cones, picnics in the park, blowing bubbles, pro-stickers, a complicated coffee order

hair bow: playing footsie under the table, looking for shapes in clouds, likes fireworks, hums romantic songs, dances alone in their room, constantly makes up stories in their head, loves to eat sweets, uses many colored pens and highlighters, always cheerful

tagged: @vibraea​  (thanks for taggin the boyClefairy)

tagging:  @eris-the-phantom-thief​ , @crimsontwins​  (sera)  ,  @universestreasures​ (carly) , @siilkyhearts​  (hiyori) , @zorkaya​   ,  @manaborn​  , @violetueur​   ,  @untaintedgold​  ,  @fatexbound​ (rise) , Steal it homie, you’re welcomed to.

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Program: Outreach

For @into-september who requested “value me” from this prompt list. Read on AO3 here.

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“Adrien A-Agreste?”

Adrien winced at the stutter that preceded his last name, but stood, straightening his jacket before turning to the woman with what he hoped was a sincere smile.

“That’s me.”

She bit her lip before smiling tentatively back. “I’m Lena LaRoe.” Adrien held out his hand to shake hers and she stared at it, as if he had offered her a snake's head instead of a regular hand. Self-conscious, he let his fingers ball into a fist and dropped his arm to hang uselessly by his side. “You can come with me.”

She spun on her patent black heel and walked toward a door past the reception area. Adrien hurried to follow her, nodding politely at the receptionist who quickly tried to pretend she wasn’t just staring at him in shock.

Adrien breathed a sigh of relief once the door closed behind him, and the hall was wonderfully absent of any inquisitive eyes.

Adrien absolutely loved the Miraculous Center for Emotional Support. The non-profit was established by Paris’s heroes and funded by the government and generous donors, with the intention of serving the emotional needs of Paris’s citizens, especially those who had been akumatized, targeted by akumas, or generally traumatized by the terror that had gripped Paris for years. And normally, everyone at the Center loved him too. But that’s when he was here as Chat Noir.

Right now he was Adrien Agreste, son of the infamous Hawkmoth.

He could see the difference in everyone he had encountered already. Gus, the security guard, had given him a dirty look while he checked in. Carlie at the reception desk didn’t attempt to hide her slack-jawed expression. Lena, who was normally professional but friendly to Chat Noir, couldn’t meet his eye, and stumbled over his last name like she was uttering the most offensive curse.

It was nothing new, but it didn’t hurt any less.

Lena stepped aside and let Adrien pass into her office. She followed him inside, almost closing the door. She stopped before it clicked closed, swinging it open again and leaving it a few inches open. It was almost as if she was afraid of being closed into the room with him - like he was going to akumatize her just by being near.

Adrien swallowed back a scream of frustration and sat down.

“Well, M. Agreste,” Lena said, managing not to choke on his name this time, which Adrien hoped was a good sign. “Thank you for coming in to talk with me today.”

“Thank you for offering me an interview,” Adrien countered. As upset as he was at the reaction he had gotten so far at the Center, it was nowhere near as bad as all of the other places where he had applied for jobs. It seemed like, no matter what industry, and no matter what qualifications he had, no one wanted to hire a terrorist’s son.

It was a little crazy of him, applying for a job at the Center when he was often here as Chat Noir. But it was work he loved, a place he was happy, and… well… his dwindling trust fund could only last him for so long.

He wondered, briefly, what Ladybug would think if she knew.

“I...well…” Lena looked uncomfortable, like she didn't really want to offer him an interview but wasn’t given a choice. “Of course.” She took a deep breath before pasting on something of a smile. “Why don’t you tell me about what makes you interested in this position?”

“Of course. I have my degree in…” He trailed off, realizing that reciting his resumé wasn't going to get him anywhere. It never did. He went for some form of honesty. “Listen, you’ve got my resumé, you don’t want to hear that from me. I’m here because I think this is the most worthwhile work I could do. I want to help people. I know what it’s like to feel overwhelmed by your emotions, and to feel like you have no support and no one to turn to. I’d like to do anything I can do to help people who are struggling in that way.”

Lena gave an uncomfortable sigh. “That’s a wonderful sentiment, Adrien. I just… can I be honest with you?”

“I would appreciate that.”

She leaned both elbows on the desk, resting her chin on her folded hands. “Do you really think that it would bring people comfort to come here and see…?”

“The son of Hawkmoth,” he bitterly finished her sentence.

Lena winced, but didn’t back down. “I’m sorry if that seems harsh, but it’s reality.”

Adrien felt his carefully crafted professional façade start to crack. Maybe he should have thought this through before coming here. Now, he would never be able to think about Lena, or anyone else here, the same.

“Right,” he said, before he could let something more frustrated slip out. “Well, I guess I’ve taken up enough of your time.” He started to stand, but Lena gestured him back down.

“Not quite yet. The boss wants to speak with you.”

Adrien was confused - Lena was the head of human resources, she really didn’t have a boss - but made sure he didn’t show it. She pressed a button on the intercom, and they sat together in tense silence. A moment later there was a light knock on the door, and it was nudged open.

Ladybug walked into the room.

That was unexpected. Adrien was worried - did his presence in the building really warrant calling in the big guns? But at the same time, he felt a million times calmer. How could he not; after all, his best friend just came in.

“Hello,” Ladybug said, her voice and her eyes soft. She took a seat in the empty chair next to him.

Lena looked between them, clearly waiting for Ladybug to start talking. Ladybug looked back, annoyed, but if he didn’t know her so well, he never would have detected it. “Your application created quite the stir here, Adrien.”

“I didn’t mean to…”

“I don’t really understand why I was called in, though,” Ladybug steamrollered over him. “I’ve never made hiring decisions before.”

“It’s not that,” Lena finally spoke. “We just thought that it would be helpful to have you on hand in this instance -”

“What?” Ladybug cut her off. “In case he akumatized someone?” Ladybug’s eyes were hard, and her tone was sharp. She was radiating righteous fury. “Might I remind you, Mlle. LaRoe, that Adrien was never accused of association with his father? That he was a minor at the time when Hawkmoth was active and apprehended, and by all means was just as much a victim of his father’s cruelty as the rest of Paris, if not more so? This entire organization was founded on the basis of understanding and respect, and I’m extremely disappointed to learn that this is the approach you had to Adrien’s desire to work here.”

“By showing a desire to come here, Adrien is demonstrating compassion, kindness, and empathy. The desire to help others and do something bigger than himself. By coming here, meeting with you, walking through the halls of this building while people looked out of the corners of their eyes and whispered and gossiped, Adrien is showing that he has the mental fortitude to overcome any adversity. Why, I think he’s the bravest, strongest, and most admirable person I’ve ever met. And if you don’t believe that that is the kind of person that I would want to work alongside, then you have no idea what true bravery and heroism really is.”

Ladybug was staring down Lena, who at least had the decency to look ashamed. Adrien couldn’t take his eyes off his partner, who had defended him with such ferocity, even though she didn’t know him. If possible, he fell a little deeper in love with her.

“I’m sorry,” Lena said, properly chastised.

Ladybug blinked, as if just realizing what had happened. Her cheeks pinkened slightly. “Well… I think that covers it.” She looked down, clearly embarrassed and scraped her toe along the edge of Lena’s desk.

“Of course.” Lena turned toward Adrien. “I think you would make a wonderful addition to the team, Adrien. We’ll do some research into which department would be the best fit for your skills.”

Adrien could barely believe his ears. Ladybug’s fierce exclamation on his character had earned him a job offer on the spot? “I… wow… thank you.”

“Actually,” Ladybug spoke up again, the coloring in her face now back to normal. “I was thinking of having him work with Mlle. Dupain-Cheng.” She turned her body toward him. “Marinette works in program outreach. I think you two will work well together.”

Adrien held her gaze, feeling like something was passing between them. He wondered what it meant that she had come in with an idea of what department she wanted him in, and with someone in mind to work with.

“I’ll be in touch with an offer letter,” Lena said, standing. Adrien rose to meet her. This time, she was the one to reach out a hand for him to shake. He took it, feeling a million times better than when he first came in.

“I’ll walk you out,” Ladybug said, leaving no room for argument. He followed her in silence out of the office, down the hall, and past the reception desk. Carlie still didn’t hide the fact that she was staring, but her gaze meant nothing to him now.

Adrien didn’t speak until they reached the front doors. “Thank you, Ladybug, for what you said about me in there.”

Ladybug waved him aside. “I was just speaking the truth.”

“Not many people feel that way about me.”

Her eyes softened, and she reached out to touch his arm. “It's the truth that I see. I guess I never realized just how prejudiced people are about you until it hit home here.”

Adrien smiled at her. “So that’s why you went to bat for me like that?”

“Can I make a confession?” Ladybug bit her lip and waited for him to nod before continuing. “I was standing outside the office the whole time, and I heard what you said to Lena about feeling overwhelmed, and unsupported. That’s exactly why this company was started, and that’s exactly the type of people Chat and I envisioned staffing it.” Ladybug’s eyes gleamed suddenly, like they were sharing a private joke. “Speaking of Chat… you reminded me of him.”

He felt the old panic of his secret identity rising. “Chat? Chat Noir? Really?”

Ladybug’s smile was sheepish. “In a way. He… don’t tell him I said this, but he puts on a show. His big personality is there to hide just how vulnerable he can be sometimes. I know him pretty well and... let’s just say he didn't have the best upbringing either. So, you reminded me of him.”

As his heart rate settled back down, Adrien thought about it. Would it really be so bad if she knew he was Chat Noir? He knew that she cared for Chat, but after everything that happened with his father, he always feared that she would shy away from him if she learned that he was Adrien Agreste. But maybe today, he learned that he really didn’t have anything to worry about.

“That’s quite a compliment.”

Ladybug shrugged. “It's the highest compliment I can think of.” It looked like she wanted to say more, but couldn’t find the words.

He decided to let her off the hook. “I should get going.”

“Of course,” she agreed, reaching out to shake his hand. He let his fingers envelope hers, the smooth texture of her suit sliding against his skin. “I’m glad you’ll be joining us.”

“You think I’ll be good in program outreach?”

She smiled again, this time full of warmth. Their hands were still connected. “I think it’s the perfect place for you. And I know Marinette will be eager to work with you.”

There was something there, a secret wrapped in her words and her smile and the glint in her eyes, but Adrien figured that he could start figuring that out once his job started. For now, he let himself bask in the warmth of Ladybug’s approval, and the knowledge that no matter what people did and said, she would always be in his corner.

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Break In: USWNT x Reader

Prompt: hi, will you be willing to write one with reader being the youngest and Becky, Kelley, Alex, and Julie worrying about her when someone breaks into her house? Or if you are not comfortable with that just one where they all worry about her and treat her like her mom’s?

Word Count: 1046

Warnings: none

(Y/N) POV:

As soon as Laura dismissed practice, I head to the ice bath. Everyone thinks I am crazy for taking an ice bath after every practice during preseason in Utah, but Carli would be disappointed if I am not taking my recovery seriously. And it gives me time to think about everything that happened at practice that way I am not dwelling on in when I get home. By the time I get to the locker room after practice, it is pretty much cleared out, except for the few who see the trainers work on any lingering injuries and, of course, my national teammates who are overprotective. 

“Are you sure you don’t want to go out to lunch with us?” Kelley asks. 

“I’m sure,” I tell her. “I’ve got some things I need to take care of at home.”

“You always have things you need to take care of at home,” Kelley complains. “You need to let loose and come hang out with us.”

“I’m still a college student Kelley,” I tell her. “I needed to get my homework done this weekend, and now I need to do laundry and dishes.”

“(Y/N), it’s okay,” Becky says. “You’re busy right now. You only have a few more months and then you don’t have to worry about school anymore.”

“But if you ever need a break let me know,” Christen says. “We can do yoga, or we can go on a hike, whatever you need. It doesn’t have to be some crazy thing Kelley wants to do.”

“Thanks, guys,” I tell them. “I promise we can hang out soon.”

I grab all of my stuff and head to my car. I drive to the house I am renting for the season and walk-in. As soon as I get inside I collapse on the couch to take my post-practice nap. I wake up to my stomach eating itself and decide to eat before doing the backup of housework I have. When I get into my kitchen something seems off. Something is missing. What the hell is missing? The coffee table didn’t look right either. I walk around the rest of the house, taking inventory of every room. I finally get to my bedroom and see the broken glass below the window. Someone broke in. What do I do? I need to call someone, but everyone will freak out. Everyone but one person.

I call Barnie and tell her what is going on. She comes right away and we call the police. Eventually, they decide that I can’t stay there for a couple of days so I pack a bag and go to Barnie’s. Eventually, we go to our weight session and I get a weird look from Kelley when I get out of Barnie’s car. About halfway through I get really dizzy and drop the bar I was squatting on the ground, making noise that echoes throughout the room. I drop to the ground and everything goes silent. 

“(Y/N),” Christen says rushing over to me. “What’s wrong? Did you hurt something?”

“Dizzy,” I whisper. I hold my head in my hands and try to center myself.

“What did you have for lunch kid?” Christen asks. 

“Did you eat lunch before I came and got you?” Barnie asks.

“I was a bit distracted,” I say. “Someone please get me some sugar.”

After I’ve eaten some food, Becky and Kelley start with their worry.

“What do you mean you were a bit distracted?” Becky asks. “Why didn’t you eat lunch?”

“And why were you hanging out with Barnie when you said you were too busy to come to lunch with us?” Kelley asks.

“I called Barnie because you guys would have freaked out,” I tell them. “I took a nap after practice and when I woke up I noticed that some things were missing. Then I saw that someone broke the window in my bedroom. We called the police and they said I am not allowed to stay there until the investigation is done so I went to Barnie’s.”

They let me go home with Barnie with relatively little arguing. After dinner Barnie and I, both sat on the couch and read. The peace ended too quickly when my phones started going off. It’s Alex.

“You’re house got broken into?” she asks.

“Yeah,” I say. “It’s not a big deal, I should be allowed to go back in a couple of days.”

“Maybe you should move in somewhere else. I’m sure if you tell Laura she’ll have someone find better accommodation.”

“I don’t need to move in anywhere else. I’ll ask for extra security but I’m not moving. I don’t have time to move right now.”

“But where you are right now clearly isn’t safe.”

“Or maybe this was a one-time thing and you guys are being dramatic.”

“I don’t think we are being dramatic.”

“Whatever. I need to do homework. Please do not call me again about this.”

I hang up and do my homework, only to be interrupted by my phone ringing. 

“Alex I said I didn’t want to talk about this,” I say answering the phone without checking who is calling.

“It’s not Alex,” JJ says.

“Sorry. It’s been a long day. How are you doing?”

“I’m doing good. Alyssa told me what happened, are you doing okay?”

“I’m doing fine. It would be great if everyone would stop worrying. Wait. How did Alyssa know?”

“I don’t know, Becky probably told her.”

“Just like Kelley told Alex. I should be expecting a call from Tobin here soon. At least she will just ask if I wanna play Mario Kart.”

“(Y/N), we care about you. And we are worried. You’re our baby, let us be worried.”

“I promise that I am fine, but I really need to do my homework and if I need anything I will let Becky or Christen know.”

“What about Kelley?”

“I love Kelley, but the last time she tried to cheer me up, I had an allergic reaction.”

“Yeah, Dawn wasn’t too happy about that.”

“Nope, but it was Kelley who had to run the laps not me. I will talk to you later okay? And tell Alyssa its not like her to gossip.”

“Whatever (Y/N). I love you.”

“Love you.”

[tramgedachten]

..A RANT ON WHY I AM A FEMINIST..

Today I was crying in the toilets at work. That probably seems like the most stupid thing to say when you want to promote equality... but hear me out. Today was also International Women's Day, and since my colleagues think is fun to use me as a dartboard whenever the subject FEMINISM comes up I had to endure a lot of jokes. And to be fair, I don't mind jokes. However when they are paired with the inability to see your own privilege I kind of get upset. I would have stayed and debated them, but I did that the first 20 times and it just doesn't work. #learningthehardway

I know that I get very emotional about this subject. I know I will get angry. And you know what, I should have to the right to get angry. THAT'S THE WHOLE FUCKING POINT. But instead of fighting a battle I can't win, with 10 people against 1. Let me write out why I am still a feminist. And what it really means to me.

Feminism is not about hating or discriminating men. Whoever told you this doesn't know what they are talking about. Screaming 'Girls to the Front' does not mean 'Guys to the Basement'. Putting the focus on girls, giving girls a platform, does not take away the voices of men. It just gives women a voice as well. And yes... it is true that we criticize some of the behavior that men have: men-splaining, men-spreading, harassment (obviously), misogyny (obviously), and whatever else. Because it makes us feel uncomfortable and belittled. And we are not little girls. We are women – real humans, with emotions and thoughts -- and we want to be seen as such. Don't see it as a personal attack, but if you feel addressed maybe that is food for thought?

What we do hate, is the Patriarchy. And here is why you should hate it too. The Patriarchy has brainwashed society into thinking that everything that is associated with femininity is less. Less important. Less trustworthy. Less. Girls need to be soft and submissive, or sexy and mysterious. Men need to be aggressive, need to drive cool cars, do sports, fuck beautiful women, game, play guitar, drink alcohol and what not. Men need to be manly. And if they are not, they are deemed unworthy or 'gay'. Do you remember your father (or your mother) telling you 'boys don't cry'? THAT'S THE PATRIARCHY. Lots of boys struggle with their emotions, because they never learned how to express them. Which means they miss an essential part of communication skills. This is why a lot of men end up frustrated and misunderstood. And yes, maybe they even take this frustration out on women. And then again, maybe they don't. There are lots of different men, and everybody handles their problems differently. That's why you should never assume that because something is not a problem to you, that the problem does not exist. That is for me an essential part of feminism.

The Patriarchy is at the root of so many things that I have a problem with. Monogamy for instance. Or heterosexuality. Body negativity. Or the wage gap. All these things are constructed so we would live – voluntary -- in a society that uses us. And for some, these claims might seem extreme, but I need you to tear away from your comfort zone for just a second, and really take a look at the world.

It's 2018. We are still at war. There is still poverty. We are still getting influenced by nationalist thoughts. Racism. Still. Exists. Women can not walk the streets at night and feel totally safe. I can still make a person disgusted because I grow my fucking armpit hair. In some countries you can get shot or raped because you are a boy who likes boys. And some people don't believe that you might identify as a gender that is different from your genitalia. Still... In 2018.

Ok, in most parts parts of the world women have the right to vote. But what for? Let's take the 2016 election for President of the United States. The democrats at least had the choice between Bernie and self proclaimed feminist Hilary Clinton, who was on the wrong side of the LGBTQ-marriage issue until 2013 and let's face it, if not for Bernie she would have been way more centered then she now was. In the Republican camp there was no one to represent the female vote. Oh sorry, that's a lie, Carly Fiorina was in the race until February. But let's be fair, we all know that she only got to run because they needed a female to stand up to any comment from Hilary about inequality. She never had a chance. And now, women in America might loose the right to their own body, because not a enough people at the top UNDERSTAND what it's like to be a woman. AND THEY DON'T CARE. They care about money. They care about preserving the power. They are the patriarchy. And as long as they exist, we will never have equal rights.

But a feminist cares about more then just rights for women. And yes often they are portrayed as white and successful... Yet let's keep in mind that it was black women who 'recently' saved Alabama from getting another republican senator. A true feminist, for me, is an open-minded person who sees everybody as equal. Whatever gender, sexuality or race you define as. A feminist should have your back. If we want control over our own bodies and minds. EVERYONE should have that control. A feminist who doesn't think the refugees are welcome here, is NOT a feminist.

Which brings us to the million dollar question 'why then call it feminism en not equalism?'

Very simple. Our issue still remains mainly focussed on putting femininity at the same level as masculinity. By which I mean WE WANT TO BE ABLE TO DO WHATEVER THE FUCK WE WANT, WHENEVER WE WANT. Every minority should have their own platform, because for example: I as a white girl, can not speak about what it's like to be black. It's not my place to take the lead in a debate about racism. Will I help create and defend that platform if my help is needed? ABSO-FUCKING-LUTLY. But I know that you can best defend your own experiences. And as a woman that means: I don't want to be harassed on the street, I don't want to be treated as a sexual object rather then as a person over and over again. I want to be in control of my own body – whether that means being able to choose to not want to get pregnant. Or just not have to live up to the expectations of societies (impossible) beauty standards. I want tampons to be seen as something vital. I want to be able to choose my own career and make just as much money as the guy with the same job. I want slut shaming to stop. I want girls empowering girls instead of putting each other down with gossip and snide remarks. I want the law to condemn rape.  I want my stories represented in movies and shows and books. I want to be able to go to a punk concert by myself without being literately removed from the mosh-pit. Every. Time. I don't want to have to be ashamed of my emotional side. I want the right to be angry. I want the right to define myself with a name that corresponds to the issue that I care about the most. I want the right to call myself a feminist!

And if you can't understand that... If you are really bothered by the fact that we are naming ourselves after an issue that is affecting at least 50 percent of the word population. If you are really triggered by the fact that we get 1 day in the entire year that we are 'allowed' to stand up... I fear that all hope is lost. The patriarchy has you in it's claw...

I worked in a book store for some time and it broke my heart every time a mother refused to buy her son a Dora the explorer book, because it was 'for girls'. How we raise our children is an essential part in how we want the future to look. And god damn-it...  I don't want the next generation crying in the toilet because they felt so disappointed about the people surrounding them.

I am not asking you to scream 'I am a feminist' right away. All I want is for people to respect us, take us seriously and give us a shot. Talk to girls. No. Really. Talk to them. Lots of them. We are all different and beautiful in our own way, but still most of us have encountered the same issues. They are real. And we are not going to retire. We are not giving up, because someone says 'we're just making a fuss'. We will continue the fight. We will smash the patriarchy.

[heeliopheelia]

heeseung (u can do hyung line if u want to) with a corruption kink

LOVE UR WRITING LIKE FR FR 🫶

thank you so much baby <33 sorry for the slight delayyy NSFW CONTENT BELOW ! ! !

damnnn, you in for a ride with that man (if ur a virgin rip u </3)

loves a good ol tying up here and there, gets off on the idea of how vulnerable you are for him like this, all at his mercy

is so into overstimulation, would do almost about anything to see you beg and fall apart below him 

degrades the shit out of you

to make you cry and tremble is literally his goal so… thoughts and prayers bae

he fucks you hard but wants to see you on the verge of passing out even harder

it doesn’t take him all that long to turn you into his cute lil fucktoy

With a strangled whine, you writhe underneath Heeseung’s larger body as his dripping cock slams into you incessantly. With your wrists tied up to the bed, there’s not much you can do but mewl desperately, hot tears dropping down your burning cheeks. 

He’s stripped you off of any boldness from earlier, leaving you just his beloved, submissive angel, sprawled out on your completely ruined sheets. 

“Such a little whore for me,” Heeseung pants heavily, grinning as he looks down at how messy you look. No thoughts behind those eyes he loves so much. “That’s what you’re made for, no? To be my pretty cocksleeve.”

His heart swells with pride at the sight of you below him, fucked stupid and mindless, and all because of him. 

“Take it, take it, take it,” he seethes out like a mantra, teeth clenching and hips growing on their strength with every snap against your skin. 

“Kiss me, please. Please,” you whisper breathlessly, lashes heavy with tears blinking up at your boyfriend. Your body jolts with his rough thrusts, knocking all the air that’s been left in your lungs out.

“Hm? What was that, baby?” He asks, leaning forward and making you sob out a whine as you feel as if he’s digging his dick right into your guts. “You want me to kiss you? Yeah, maybe later.”

[celebritylive]

Carly Waddell took the safe arrival of her second child into her own hands – literally.

The former Bachelor contestant revealed on Instagram Thursday — two days after she gave birth — that her doctor let her pull baby Charles “Charlie” Wolfe out after about 15 minutes of pushing.

“He literally jumped straight into my arms, because the doctor let me pull him out the rest of the way!” the proud new mom wrote in a caption accompanying a series of photos from the hospital with her family.  “A beautiful and unique delivery.”

Waddell, 34, and husband Evan Bass, who met on Bachelor in Paradise, are already parents to 20-month-old daughter Isabella “Bella” Evelyn — and Bass’ three sons Nathan, Liam and Ensley from a previous relationship.

The BiP star said that was not the only part of her little one’s arrival that was a bit different.

View this post on Instagram Glam details: At the CMAs last night in Nashville, Carly was wearing a custom gown designed by Midtown Medical Center and makeup and hair done at 3am to make sure she was red carpet ready as early as possible, by her own hand. She was accompanied by her husband Evan Bass, Bella Bass, Liam Bass, Ensley Bass, and new son Charles Wolfe Bass.

jk I HAD A BABY THIS WEEK!!!! Baby Charles was born on November 12th at 11:22 am in Nashville, TN. Charles was born quickly, after about 15 minutes of pushing, and came into this world face up (OP to the medical community) with one eye open and one eye closed like a pirate looking directly at me! He literally jumped straight into my arms, because the doctor let me pull him out the rest of the way! A beautiful and unique delivery. Charles is a beloved family name on both sides and we wanted to incorporate the name wolf because he was born on a full moon and started howling the second he was born. (Apparently this is a very popular name right now. Which makes my grandfather seem even cooler than he already was!) We are so thrilled and in love with our new little addition

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“Baby Charles was born on November 12th at 11:22 am in Nashville, TN. Charles was born quickly, after about 15 minutes of pushing, and came into this world face up (OP to the medical community) with one eye open and one eye closed like a pirate looking directly at me!” she said.

Waddell then explained how she and Bass, 36, picked out the name Charles Wolfe: “Charles is a beloved family name on both sides and we wanted to incorporate the name wolf because he was born on a full moon and started howling the second he was born. (Apparently this is a very popular name right now. Which makes my grandfather seem even cooler than he already was!) We are so thrilled and in love with our new little addition

”

Waddell also used her post to joke about the Country Music Awards, which took place on Wednesday night.

“Glam details: At the CMAs last night in Nashville, Carly was wearing a custom gown designed by Midtown Medical Center and makeup and hair done at 3am to make sure she was red carpet ready as early as possible, by her own hand,” Waddell wrote. “She was accompanied by her husband Evan Bass, Bella Bass, Liam Bass, Ensley Bass, and new son Charles Wolfe Bass.”

“

jk I HAD A BABY THIS WEEK!!!!” Waddell then added.

Earlier on Thursday, Bass shared a precious video of new big sister Bella meeting her little brother.

View this post on Instagram When Chuck met Bella. You better believe i had to name a kid Chuck Bass!! His first word shall be “I’m Chuck Bass”

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“When Chuck met Bella. You better believe i had to name a kid Chuck Bass!! His first word shall be ‘I’m Chuck Bass,'” Bass captioned the video, referencing the Gossip Girl character played by Ed Westwick. 

On Wednesday, Waddell and Bass confirmed exclusively to PEOPLE that Charles had arrived, weighing 6 lbs., 13 oz., and measuring 18 inches long.

“Delivery was fast and perfect and straight into Mommy’s arms. He is super healthy and everyone is doing well!” Bass told PEOPLE.

After initially announcing Waddell’s second pregnancy in May, the pair shared the sex of their little one on the way during a Bachelor in Paradise reunion in September. The couple tied the knot in June 2017 in Mexico in a ceremony televised on BiP.

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[lauraramargosian]

Justin Bieber and Selena Gomez put God in the center of their life!

Justin Bieber and Selena Gomez put God in the center of their life!

I love this ridiculous reporting over the last little while regarding Justin Bieber and Selena Gomez.

Have you heard the latest, Justin and Sel flew all the way to Seattle just to have some “sweets,” at the sugar factory. Uhm, yeah okay.

Gossipcop confirmed that the two flew out to spend some time with Pastor Judah Smith (a huge influence in Justin’s life). Pastor Smith was having a church service and that was the primary reason for visiting Seattle–although the sweets are just the sugar on top, right?

Justin has been posting often to Instagram and sharing how Jesus has been changing his life. On a picture of a whiteboard he wrote:

“Do you feel you have exhausted all options? Do you feel helpless? Do you feel like you’re never good enough? What if I told you that there’s a God that’s willing to meet you where ever you’re at! What if I told you he could take away your pain, shame, guilt, and fears #Jesus”

[ Justin Bieber and his actions behind closed doors change lives! ]

It’s great to see the two staying strong and putting God in the middle of their relationship. It is what all of us should strive to do in all of our relationships. That’s how you make them thrive and stay strong.

When you work in a platform like Justin and Selena you have two choice. You can choose to be a good influence and show everyone from family and friends to fans that living life with values is possible in the limelight. And then there’s number two, which always leads to rehab, pain and broken hearts.

I love the fact that these two have been through hell and back as friends, lovers and partners in crime (not literally) because it shows growth and that relationships of any kind take time. Don’t forget to subscribe to our positive celebrity gossip Newsletter. It’s easier to stay up-to-date on the latest positive celebrity gossip and entertainment news.

Blessed be.

    Throw back! “Call Me Maybe” by Carly Rae Jepsen – Feat. Justin Bieber, Selena, Ashley Tisdale & MORE!

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One cut picture showcased a guarding Women's World

With "FIFA 18" -- and the 2nd chapter of our, nicely, journey, with the series' now most well known fictional character -- but just 4 weeks (! ) aside at this point, EA decreased Friday the final large "The Journey" tease, with plenty in order to digest from the history mode to come. Rogue, of course , made their debut in "FIFA 17" in a setting that though possibly not as deep as numerous would have liked, definitely provided a single-player level of both fascinating authenticity previously not really showcased from fundamental Player Career Settings. A year later, with us ready to see what Finder and the now generally hated Gareth Master have instore following, EA gave all of us a peak driving the curtain, Fifa 18 Comfort Trade coins  that looks to match the last trailer's promise to consider us merely past the Premier Group limitations of the initial go at a account mode: The movie trailer confirms the presence of Antoine Griezmann, US worldwide Gyasi Zardes, Jones Müller, Thierry Holly, the Houston Rockets' (and "NBA Reside 18" cover star) James Harden, Dele Alli, and of course the actual FIFA cover guy himself, Cristiano Cr7, in-game, showcasing various in-game footage too of Hunter within Atletico Madrid, LOS ANGELES Galaxy, Bayern Munich, and Real This town shirts to boot. Strangely enough, one cut picture showcased a guarding Women's World Mug champions USA's gamer with the number twelve in in-game activity, but didn't appear to resemble the USWNT's actual current Number 12, Lynn Williams, nor any of the common US women celebrities (Alex Morgan, Carli Lloyd, Megan Rapinoe, etc . ) This remains to be seen whether or not that means a fictional UNITED STATES starlet crosses pathways Fifa 18 Player Auction coins   with Hunter in the us and invites your pet to a match or even what exactly. Of course , both stills making all of the rounds on social networking Friday centered of a possible FUT tie-in as well as some gossips that have been circulating because Gamescom.

[njawaidofficial]

'Bachelor in Paradise' Season 4 Trailer Shows Production Shutdown

http://styleveryday.com/2017/08/08/bachelor-in-paradise-season-4-trailer-shows-production-shutdown/

'Bachelor in Paradise' Season 4 Trailer Shows Production Shutdown

The controversial season, which was temporarily suspended over a misconduct investigation, bows Aug. 14.

On the heels of ABC’s confirmation that Bachelor in Paradise would address the summer controversy right off the bat, the official trailer for the fourth season provided viewers with a sneak peek at what that promise will look like during Monday’s Bachelorette finale.

The season preview of the Bachelor spinoff dating series dropped during Rachel Lindsay’s After The Final Rose special. Only seven days remain before Bachelor and Bachelorette castoffs will compete for love in Sayulita, Mexico in a two-part premiere Aug. 14 and Aug. 15 at 8 p.m. ET/PT on ABC.

ABC previously confirmed that the on-set controversy that took place while filming would be addressed during the season’s two-night premiere, and the official preview showed behind-the-scenes footage of producers halting filming, as well as the beginnings of the encounter between the two contestants that sparked an on-set investigation during the early days on set.

Corinne Olympios and DeMario Jackson, the two contestants at the center of the internal investigation, were shown kissing in the resort’s pool “30 minutes into Paradise,” according to another contestant. Footage then shows an ABC producer interrupting the cast after the fact, telling the camera, “Cut it. Cut it,” and asking Olympios separately, “Can I steal you for a minute?” 

Contestant Danielle Maltby described the scene: “The whole cast was just shocked and confused. Are Corinne and DeMario ok? All we know is that we aren’t filming.”

The trailer then cuts to when the cast returned to filming, detailing the drama and romance that subsequently ensues during a season that host Chris Harrison is heard describing as “bigger, better and wetter than ever before.” A previous release from ABC confirmed that the cast will sit down with Harrison to address the incident and the near two weeks they spent away from set during the Aug. 15 episode.

The fourth season was initially set to bow Aug. 8, but filming was temporarily suspended after a producer filed a misconduct allegation over a sexual encounter between Olympios and Jackson, who had both been drinking. Filming resumed after Warner Bros. Television, the producers of the ABC franchise, concluded that no misconduct took place, but Jackson and Olympios did not return to the set. They will, however, appear on the cast reunion that is set to air at the end of the season and were shown in the official cast photo.

The show has been heavily leaning into the production shut down in its marketing strategy. Harrison has been playing up how “controversial” season four will be, referencing “the gossip” surrounding it and offering another cryptic tease moments before the trailer’s debut: “The show that almost didn’t happen is back and very much alive.” Paradise‘s social media accounts have followed suit, tweeting, “Paradise is back! …The words we all longed to hear.”

The season four preview hints at many more overtly sexual moments on set, including potentially a sex tape.

Harrison told The Hollywood Reporter in July that when Paradise resumed filming producers implemented “some changes,” but that most will not translate to TV. 

The season will also feature the wedding of Bachelor in Paradise season three couple Carly Waddell and Evan Bass. Bass, whose wedding to Waddell was filmed at the resort during the suspension, had written a column for THR asking ABC not to cancel the series while the Paradise season was in flux amid the internal investigation.

It had previously been reported that former Bachelorette and Paradise contestant Wells Adams will take over as bartender this season, and he was shown in the trailer along with several previously unannounced faces. Other Bachelor franchise alums include five of Lindsay’s ex-boyfriends: Kenneth “Diggy” Moreland, Matt Munson, Iggy Rodriguez, Jack Stone and Dean Unglert. 

A full list of the Bachelor stars returning to find love is listed below, but additional reality stars will join them mid-season. The cast of BIP shuffles each week, as a handful of contestants join the dating competition mid-way to shake up relationships. Unfortunately for them, some arrive to the beachfront property several weeks into the show, after a decent number of couples have formed and are well on their way to a TV proposal.  

Contestants from Rachel Lindsay’s season of The Bachelorette:

DeMario Jackson Kenneth “Diggy” Moreland Matt Munson Iggy Rodriguez Jack Stone Dean Unglert

Contestants from Nick Viall’s season of The Bachelor:

Raven Gates Corinne Olympios Alexis Waters Kristina Schulman Danielle Maltby Jasmine Goode Lacey Mark Taylor Nolan

Contestants from JoJo Fletcher’s season of The Bachelorette:

Derek Peth Nick “St. Nick” Benvenutti Robby Hayes Alex Woytkiw Vinny Ventiera

Contestant from Ben Higgins’ season of The Bachelor: Amanda Stanton

Contestant from Kaitlyn Bristowe’s season of The Bachelorette: Ben Zorn

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[heeliopheelia]

How about neighbor!jake x noona!reader (a year older)? 🤭

if that was not supposed to be nsfw - bae im so sorry!! NSFW CONTENT BELOW ! ! !

omg jake with an older girl just makes so much sense <33 

he was head over heels with you the second he saw you carrying the heavy boxes full of your stuff to your new place

he’s always been so sweet to you, offering to help you out whenever you needed anything fixed or just any help in general

is always so ecstatic whenever he manages to catch you on the staircase or in the local grocery store nearby and always strikes up conversations with you

he’s always so funny and flirty, it’s no wonder really how quickly the two of you ended up in your bed together </3

A low whine leaves Jake’s lips, his eyes shining with admiration and lips glistening with your saliva. “I like you s’ much,” he gasps out the confession that makes you smile. “So fucking pretty. Go on a date with me, please.” 

You chuckle breathlessly at his lovestruck voice, running your thumb over his lip and grinning down at him. “You’re so sweet, baby.”

You love to watch as he gradually gets more overwhelmed with you and your body, with the way your body moves and how your moan sounds. It’s quite endearing, really. But how can he help it when you look so heavenly above him, tits bouncing and head leaned forward, his mouth watering as you look at him with your teeth digging into your bottom lip. 

He’s handsy, you’ve noticed, his slim fingers never leaving your waist and other hand running up and down your body. You’re dripping and making a mess on his thighs and abs but the soft moan he lets out only encourages you not to be so careful with him anymore. 

And it works, you brace your hands on his chest and move your hips faster, ignoring the burn in your thighs. 

“W-Wait,” he stutters out, eyes clenching and head throwing back, letting you get a better look at his chiseled jawline as he grinds his teeth together. He desperately reaches out to grab your hips harshly, kneading your flesh with his big hands and half-heartedly trying to make you stop.  “Slow down.”

“Be good for me, baby, and we’ll go out once I’m done with you.”

ps. omg guys im kinda obsessed with this idea... should i turn it into a full fic? (づ_ど)

[heeliopheelia]

carlyy i saw that sunghoon headcannons you did and can you do jay with prone bone?

yes yes yess, of course i can honey!! NSFW CONTENT BELOW ! ! !

no but he can get so deep in that position wheww

just imagine, having his flexed arm supporting his body next to your head, his fingers clenching on the duvet and only being able to hear his otherworldly voice from behind you

kill me now

most of the time it starts with doggy but you’re body always gives up rather soon bcs of how good he’s fucking you

when he’s close to finishing he lifts your hips up with his strong arm and abuses your pussy like that until he cums, sometimes hoisting you up so high that your legs are basically dangling in the air </33

His hips are pinning you down to the bed, repeatedly snapping against your ass as you arch your back for him with the little strength and consciousness that’s left in you. 

He’s pounding you into the mattress, his unoccupied hand tangling into your hair and pressing your head even further down. You wheeze, crushed underneath his weight but you wouldn’t want it anyhow else. 

“Y-Yes, just like that. That’s so good,” you mewl deliriously, voice muffled and slurred but nonetheless making Jay’s breath hitch just as much. 

“Mhm, taking me so well,” he says, moves growing sloppier, heavy balls smacking against your ass lewdly as you both approach your release.

He feels so big inside you. Your hand shoots up to grab onto Jay’s arm that’s resting beside you, fingers wrapping around his forearm as you seek for anything to bring you support. 

“Touch me, please,” you ask him, more like beg, needing to feel his hands on your burning body. Jay complies, taking his hand away from your head and letting it run down your spine before settling on your waist. 

“I got you, baby,” he assures you, allowing his body to lower even more down and press against your trembling one. He presses his lips to your shoulder blade, then brings his hips to move faster. “Just a little more, hm? You can do that for me, honey, can't you?”

[heeliopheelia]

how do you think hyung line would react if you asked them "would you still love me if i was a worm?" in the middle of the night lmfao

HEESEUNG, THE TYPE TO stare you down for good couple seconds, trying to decipher whether or not you’re actually being for real, then let out the loudest groan when he realizes that, in fact, you’re being very much for real. then, with as much patience as he can muster, he gives you a surprisingly long list of logical reasons for why he could never date a fucking bug, and say that your worm self would probably haunt his ass in all of his nightmares  

JAY, THE TYPE TO tell you he would build you an aquarium out of the finest glass and plant your favorite flowers which are just as pretty as you are, and also he would make you a slide made out of grass, and when you giddily ask him “really???”, he just grumbles out a cranky no and turns his head the other way, falling back asleep within mere seconds

JAKE, THE TYPE TO be sweet about it and actually mean it. he pushes aside all of his logical thinking and the rather impressive scientific knowledge, and promises that if the scenario ever came to reality he would take care of you with all of his heart, carry you in a little container with grass and a ladybug he’d catch and imprison for you so that you wouldn’t be lonely, and he’d do all that's humanly possible to find a cure for you and bring you back to your pretty human self

SUNGHOON, THE TYPE TO laugh right in your face and tell you to go get your head checked out if you think he would ever give a shit about a nasty ass worm and not squish it with his shoe the second he sees it crawling inside his house

bro i couldn't stop giggling when i was writing that